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Autumn came; the wild swan was turn-ful, fantastic picture. Now, lay you. ing toward the South; the leaves were hand upon the glass, and by a scratch of HE DOETH ALL THINGS WELL. dropping from the trees, and spears of frost your finger, or by the warmth of your
He doeth all things well.
There is no sorrow, but this sweet inscription
He doeth all things well.
glittered in the grass.
palm, all the delicate tracery will be obA strip of crape fluttered from the shut-literated. So there is in youth a beauty
ter of the house where my little singer
By the great white throne, by the river The night may fold its wings in gloom and sadness, of eternal gladness, she was striking her
Yet the bright morning sun will break its gladness
Qh, listen to their whisper; angels tell-
He doeth all things well.
Where the soul sickens at the hope delaying,
Faith weaves around those hearts a holy spell
He doeth all things well.
He doeth all things well.
golden barp, and singing in the gushing
GROW BEAUTIFUL.-Persons may outgrow disease, and become healthy by proper attention to the laws of their physical constitution. By moderate and daily exThe cheek of health is flushed by his breath, ercise men may become active and strong He pillows with His love the bed of death. in limb and muscle. But to grow beautiThen gently draw the soul with him to dwell-ful, how? Age dims the lustre of the Who doeth all things well. eye, and pales the roses on beauty's cheek; white crowfeet, and furrows, and wrinkles, and lost teeth, and gray hairs, and bald head, and tottering limbs, and imping feet most sadly mar the human form divine. But dim as the eye is, as pallid and shaken as may be the face of beauty, and frail and feeble that once strong, erect,
While talking with a neighbor, I heard a sweet plaintive voice singing that beautiful hymn:
"Jesus, lover of my soul !"
The child was up stairs; I knew it was a child's voice from the silvery softness.I listened awhile, and then said: "That child has a sweet voice."
and manly body, the immortal soul, just
"Yes, she has," returned my friend, that glisten in affection's eye-by grow"she is always singing." Always singing!
Sweet, happy child! Bird of angel wing! Who would not envy thee that gushing flood of happiness within thy soul? A soul strong to will and to do; a soul lighted with the smile of Jesus and anchored on the surest hope; a soul that with more than a child's strength shall part the dark waves as it goes down the surging tide of death.
I passed that way again. Summer was here in her fullness, strewing the earth with flowers, and the sky with stars, The same sweet voice was trilling on the air,
"Ob, had I wings like a dove, I would fly! This time the little singer was in the yard. I gazed upon the spiritual softness of her features-the sweet eyes like "brown birds flying to the light," the fine expressive lips, the dark silken curls; I felt that she would soon have her wish answered, and so "find a refuge in heaven." Always singing!
ing kin-lly, by cultivating sympathy with
and make us akin to angels.
and purity of character, which when once touched and defiled can never be restored, a fringe more delicate than frost work, and which, when torn and broken, will never be re-embroidered. He who has spotted and soiled his garments in youth, though he may seek to make white again, can never wholly do it, even were he to wash them with his tears. When a young Iman leaves his father's house with the blessings of a mother's tears still wet upon his brow, if he once lose that early purity of character, it is a loss that he can never whole agair.. Such is the consequence of crime. Its effect cannot be eradicated; it can easily be forgiven.
THE MEMORY OF A MOTHER.-When temptation appears and we are almost persuaded to do wrong, how often a mother's word of warning will call to mind vows that are really broken!
Yes, the memory of a good mother has saved many a poor inortal from going astray. Tall grass may be found growing over the hallowed spot where all her earthly remains répose. The drying leaves of autumn may be whirled over it, or the white mantle of winter cover it from sight, yet the spirit of her, when he walks in the right path, appears, and gently, softly, mournfully calls to him, when wandeling of into ways of error and
MARRIAGE-MAN'S CHIEF HOPE.-NO event in man's life is of more consequence PURITY OF CHARACTER.-Over the than marriage; nor is any more uncertain. beauty of the plum and the apricot, there Upon this die his sum of happiness degrows a bloom and beauty more exquisite pends. Pleasing views arise, which vanthan the fruit itself-a soft delicate flush ish as the cloud; because, like that, they that overspreads its blushing cheek. Now have no foundation. Circumstances if you strike your hand over that, and it change, and tempers change with circumis once gone, it is gone forever, for it nev-stances. Let a man's prior judgement be er grows but once. The flower that hangs ever so sound, he cannot foresee a change; in the morning, impearled with dew, ar- therefore is liable to deception. His rayed as no queenly woman ever was ar-chief hope of happiness-must therefore be, rayed with jewels; once shake it so that under the blessing of Providence, in his the beads roll off, and you may sprinkle own goodness and integrity. water over it as you please, yet it can never be made again what it was when the dew fell silently on it from heaven. On a frosty morning you may see the panes of glass covered with landscapes, mountalns, lakes and trees blended in a beauti
Correct yourself betimes. You will seldom or never keep from falling if you cannot recover yourself when you first begin to totter.
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CUTRUSH'S PRINCE OF WALES.--A late
some parties as an autumnal bearer, and is | English variety of high repute. It has still advertised as such. During three been fruited here one season, and the berThe following remarks in regard to the years experience we have never seen any ries proved of excellent quality, and large variety of this fine fruit, we extract from appearance of an autumn crop. It is also size; long conical shape, bright crimson described as a late variety. It has always color, and firm flesh. Worthy of further the recent report of the committee of the ripened with us at the same time as the trial. Fruit Grower's Society of Eastern Penn-Wilder and Orange, but does not continue sylvania. Most of the varieties below so long in bearing as either of these. The named we have fruited, and can confirm
the correctness of the remarks quoted.-plant is a free grower and profuse bearer, of medium sized, round deep red berries, rather soft, and of indifferent flavor.
FASTOLF.-An old English variety of well known excellence. Fruit large to very large, a reddish purple; rather soft for market. Bears abundantly, and for a long season, It generally proves very tender.
ORANGE, (Brinckle's).-Is justly reALLEN. The Allen Raspberry, is a garded as the best of all the native sorts. HORNET, pronounced HORNAY.-A very strong grower, with large, dark green Its large orange colored berries, of excel-splendid new variety from Bagnolet, near crumpled foliage; canes of large size, with lent flavor; its strong growth, long season Paris, introduced here by Aubry & Sounumerous blunt purple spines, reddish of bearing, and great productiveness, ren-chet, of Carpenter's Landing, N. J., to brown wood, laterals strong and numer-der it worthy a place in every garden. whom we are also indebted for most of the ous, commencing within two feet of the To some tastes it is too sweet, and want- French varieties below described: Imperiground; continues ir. bearing for a long ing in sprightliness, Great care is requi-ale, Jonet, Papier, Pilate, and Souchetii. Fruit of large and uniform size, site when cultivating and forking over the This is the favorite Raspberry of the firm flesh, light crimson color, excellent soil around the stools, not to lacerate the Paris market, and deserves to be placed flavor; clinging slightly to the receptacle roots, or disturb the young plants, as this at the head of all the foreign kinds. It is in picking. In some soils it appears to need to be planted alternately with other variety, especially when young, throws up a very strong grower; foliage very large, suckers very sparingly, and in some soils dark green, not much plaited; young varieties to yield a full crop; in others we it is difficult to get a plantation well wood, pale green, spines small, red and have found it bearing abundantly when started. It resembles the orange tree, not scanty. Fruit of unparalled size; obtuse growing at a distance from any other sort. only in the color of its fruits, but also in conical shape, rich crimson color, and of Alternate planting is, however advisable. the fact that the bud, blossom, and ripe the very highest flavor. We have measCATAWISSA, Everbearing.--This is fruit are seen upon it at all stages of its ured berries of 3 inches in circumfermainly valuable from its certain and growth. ence. It is not quite as firm as is desiraabundant fall crops. The spring fruit, WILDER.--Plant, a very strong grower. ble for a market berry, but if gathered coming at a season, when all the other and profuse bearer; foliage dark green with the stems on, as is the custom in varieties are in full bearing, is by no means and crumpled; canes hirsute, being dense-France, it is easily transported, and fetchof poor flavor: and the autumn crop suc- ly covered with long, tender, light brown es the highest price. Worthy of univerceeds so immediately, that berries have spines; fruit round, medium sized, cream sal culture. Some experienced Pomolobeen gathered on the same day from both colored. soft and very juicy, but not high gists have supposed it to be identical with the old and the new canes. The flavor of flavored, it decays rapidly when ripened Knevett's Giant, We find the difference the latter depends very much upon the sea- in the sun, or exposed to rain. The pips very marked, as will be seen by the reson; if the months of August and Septem- are quite hairy, and in gathering, the an- description given. ber prove moderately warm and dry, anthers fall upon the fruit, giving it an unexcellent quality may be counted on; if pleasant grittiness in eating. cold and wet, the fruit is generally rather It bears continually from about the last of August, through all September and October; we have even gathered its fruits on the 4th of November. In vigor of sons, from which it is quite distinct. The growth, size of cane and hardihood, it al-habit of this plant is quite dwarf, growth most rivals the Lawton Blackberry. A vigorous, suckers profuse; fruit medium truly valuable sort. [Our canes are now in to large, reddish purple, flavor rich and full bearing. (Nov. 12th,) ED. REP.] sprightly. A valuable sort.
HUDSON RIVER ANTWERP.-A very favorite sort in New York, and now being generally introduced here. It shares BELLE DE FONTENAY.-A double bear-with Brinckle's Orange the reputation of ing French variety, which has been con- being the most popular berry in cultivafounded with the Marvel of the Four Sea- tion Its abundant crops of medium to large sized fruit, of handsome red color, and firm flesh, and its long season of bearing entitles it to high praise, although the flavor is not first-rate, and to some, rather insipid.
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Our common joys, O what are they?
Our common joys, O what are they?
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THE EVENING WALK.
BY MISS E. A. COMSTOCK.*
his youthful son listened with pleased at hurried to his side, What brilliant bou-
The sun was flinging a broad mantle of radiance over the valley of Glencoe, gilding the old church tower, and warning the laborer that though his beams were bright Her thoughts reverted to the time when they were his last, and soon to fade into mother and brother welcomed with smiles evening twilight. The ivy quivered in her return from those evening rambles the cheering rays, reflecting from leaf to where she held communion with Him leaf a continuous line of dazzling light. who, for her own good, had often chastenThe heavily ladened ant hurried home-ed her naturally proud and lofty heart. ward with his load, picking his way These cherished ones, and now when the carefully along the well-trodden path that termiuated at the church porch, and which on the ensuing day would be an unsafe place for him. The old sexton who had presided for forty years over the pews of the church, until it had become to him even as a dear child, wend ed his way to it, swinging his heavy bunch of keys and stopping now and then to enjoy the cooling breeze, or to point out to his aged wife some spot, so altered from what it was when they were young, while
gathered a nosegay from the plentiful groups of flowers that gemmed the rank sod, and walked slowly home, repeating to herself, Thompson's beautiful Hymn of the Seasons. As she opened the wicket gate of her garden, the housekeeper came to the porch with a face of alarm, and hurried her into the sitting rooni, where two of the neighbors were busily engaged around her father, whose half closed, sunken eyes and livid face were shaded by tho wings of the Augel of Death, who was now hovering over him. Anna sprung forward, and clasped the cold hand that was extended to her. A faint smile passed over his face as his eyes rested a mo
ment on the bunch of flowers she held in her hand.
"Oh, my father, said Anna, do not leave me alone." The invalid raised his shrivelled hand to Heaven, and whispered softly, "He will be with thee my child!" Anna bowed her head and wept, but in that weakness of the human heart there was the strength of resignation. Although her tears fell like rain, her spirit cried "Thy will be done."
falling dew warned her to hasten home,
Again the sun shone brightly, the trees danced and frolicked above the tomb of the Lesters. The flowers raised their many tinted heads as smilingly as though
no tears had watered their roots. At the base of à moss covered monument sat An
na Lester near to the tree on whose low branch the lark had so lately sung. There slept all of her race. That monument had just closed over the last link that bound her to life. Here had she reared an airy fabric of bliss which now lay in ruins at her feet.
Ah, give me her resignation, her fitness for the sorrows of life, and her hopes of Heaven, rather than the mere gold or gems of the East, or the splendors of the transitory world!
There is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood; that softens the heart, and brings it back to the feelings of infancy. Who that has been languishing, even in advanced life, in siekness and despondency; who that bas
"It is over, murmured HE REPOSITORY:
THE REPOSITORY: pined on a weary bed in the neglect and
she, my selfish repinings have ceased.Mine was the fate of all earth's dreamers. I built my house upon the sand and it fell. Henceforth the Rock of ages shall be its foundation. I shall never fear. Why did I wish to keep him from the celestial harmony that in half heard fragments
A MOTHER'S LOVE.
reached him here? Alone! no, God and hearts of higher and holier beings than er to be chilled by selfishness nor daunted
his afflicted ones are with me. I will
yard, henceforth I will toil without ceas-
loneliness of a foreign land, but has thought on the mother "that looked on his childhood," that smoothed his pillow and administered to his helplessness? Oh! there is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to her son that transcends all other affections of the heart. It is neiththose of earth, is the pure, deep and endur- by danger, nor weakened by worthlessing affection that glows in the fond moth-ness, nor stifled by ingratitude. She will sacrifice every comfort to his convenience, er's bosom. How entirely unselfish and she will surrender every pleasure to his undying is that love that yearns over the dear object of a mother's fondness! There enjoyment; she will glory in his fame, and exult in his prosperity; and, if misis a strength of emotion, a vividness of fortune overtakes him, he will be the trancends all other emotions, and almost pure feeling in the mother's heart that dearer to her from misfortune; and if dis
thy. Sweet flowers and graceful trees, absorbs all other joys. The height of grace settle upon his name, she will love
you speak intelligibly to me. You have
low it. In the palace it beams with a lu-
A touching allusion to a scene by the
and cherish him in spite of his disgrace; and if all the world beside cast bim off,
she will be all the world to him.
The next Sunday I was at the village church, when, to my surprise, I saw the poor old woman tottering down the aisle to her accustomed seat, on the steps of the altar.
She made an effort to put on something like mourning for her son, and nothing could be more to uching than this struggle between pious affection and utter poverty -a black ribbon or so, a faded black handkerchief, and one or two mere such humble attempts to express by outward signs that grief which passeth show.When I looked around upon the storied monuments, the stately hatchments, the cold marble pomp with which grandeur mourned magnificiently over departed pride, and turned to this poor widow, bowed down by age and sorrow, at the altar of her God, and offering up the prayers and praises of a pious, though a broken heart, I felt that this monument of real grief was worth them all."
Years have rolled away, and pestilence stalked in the streets of a neighboring city. The death struck called in vain on his terrified kindred, and died alone. No hand was near to hold a cup of cold water to his parched lips, or to cool and dry his burning brow. Selfishness reigned in all but a few hearts. Left alone to struggle with the destroyer in his new and most terrific form, the dying solitary was too sensible of the desertion of those whom his heart had so long held dear. In his "When I saw the mother slowly and deepest despair and wretchedness, what painfully quitting the grave, leaving befemale form bends over him, and soothes hind her the remains of all that was dear his parting throes? What ministering to her on earth, and returning to silence angel is it that thus glides around him and destitution, my poor heart ached for gently and unappalled? She is a strang- her. What, thought I, are the rich? er to him, but not to us. In that attenu- They have friends to sootbe-pleasures to ated form and cheerful face, we recognize beguile a world to divert and dissipate one well known in the haunts of poverty their griefs. What are the sorrows of and disease. One who sat by the tomb of the young? Their growing minds soon her forefathers and dedicated herself to close above the wound-their elastic spirthis work. Who went forth to suffer and its soon rise beneath the pressure; their FAIRHAVEN OYSTER TRADE.-The oypatiently endure. Who built in her ductile affections soon twine around new ster trade in Fairhaven far exceeds in youth her hopes on the Rock of ages, when objects. But the sorrows of the poor, who amount and importance the general idea her airy fabric of sandy foundation lay in have no outward appliances to soothe of those who are not conversant with it. ruins at her feet, Living for the realities the sorrows of the aged, with whom life at The sales annually amount to 1,000,000 of life, she finds them more true and beau- best is but a wintry day, and who can bushels in the shell, while 1,000,000 of tiful than the gorgeous visions that delu- look for no atter growth of joy-the sor-gallons are opened and sold, to contain ded her on the brink of sorrow, during rows of a widow, aged, solitary, destitute, her Saturday evening walk. mourning over an only son, the last solace of her years; these are indeed sorrows which make us feel the impotency of con
Gentle Reader, perchance you may drop a tear, as you reflect on the singular bereavement of this lone one.
which, nearly 450,000 wooden kegs, and 350,000 tin cans are required. The Fairhaven ladies are the principal operators in opening and putting them up, the most of that labor being performed by females.