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Cobe.-(After surveying the regiment of law- CAIRNGORM STONES.-For some years past very yers for some time.) Judge, I told you you did few of those precious stones for which the Cairnnot understand my case; it's a particular sort of a gorm mountains are celebrated have been found. case, and I don't see anybody here that does under-Last week, however, a shepherd from Strathspey stand it; it's a very particular case, judge. produced eight or nine stones found by him during Plaintiff. If your honor pleases, I demand judg-the last three months. The most extraordinary ment against Mr. Jacob Straws. thing about the stones is their large size-some of Cobe.-Judgment! Judge, that man knows noth-them being six or eight inches in length, and one of
ing about my case, you can see from the way he talks. Judgment! What case does he think we 're talking about, I wonder?
Clerk.-(Reads from the docket.) Henry Mullins versus Jacob Straws.
Cobe. (To the clerk.) Versus? who asked for your opinion? Do you speak when you're spoken
Judge. Mr. Straws, I am afraid I will have to enter a judgment against you.
Plaintiff's Attorney.-I demand judgment; write it down, clerk.
Cobe.-Judge, I'm very dry.
Sheriff.-Judge, Mr. Straws came right straight
Plaintiff's Attorney.-Swear the sheriff, clerk. Cobe.-Judge, you will not allow that man to swear what he pleases against me, will you, when he sees my witness is not here?
Judge.-Have you any witness, Mr. Straws?
Clerk.-No summons has issued from my office. Cobe.-Never mind, Mr. Clerk, I reckon I ain't bound to tell you when I summon my witness. You don't understand my case. You'd better pay the boss for patching your breeches. Billy will be in after dinner.
Plaintiff's Attorney.-What will he swear when he comes?
Cobe.-Judge, I ain't bound to tell that man what Billy Archer tells me, am I?
Judge.-Yes, if he insists on it.
Cobe.-Judge, I'm insane; anybody can tell that from the way I'm acting now. It's the way I always act. You won't give judgment against an insane man at the first court, will you? I've tried to make my will and can't.
Plaintiff's Attorney.-Judge, can't you see this man has no proof, and no defence to make?
Cobe.-Wait till you hear Billy Archer swear, will you?
Judge.-What will he swear, Mr. Straws?
Cobe. He will swear that I'm insane. He has known it a good while. I don't know that that will make it any plainer than it is now.
Judge.-Mr. Straws, I must give judgment against you.
Cobe.-Judge, let's go and licker.
Judge. Sheriff, adjourn the court till 3 o'clock, may be Mr. Straws' witness will be in by that
The sheriff proclaimed the adjournment. Cobe and the judge were seen to go off arm in arm to the grocery, and his honor was not heard of again till 10 o'clock next day.
A TITLE OF ROYALTY.-The Washington Republic calls the King of Musquito-who has made such great pretensions by the help of Great Britain -"Gallinipper the First."
them not less in circumference. They are of unusual purity, and the hues vary from pale gold to dark brown. It is conjectured that the stones were laid bare by the heavy rains of January last. stones are six-sided, and those which are not broken are shaped to a point, as if cut artificially
BY J. RUSSELL LOWELL.
Nor as all other women are
Great feelings hath she of her own,
Life hath no dim and lowly spot That doth not in her sunshine share.
She doeth little kindnesses, Which most leave undone, or despise ; For naught that sets one heart at ease, And giveth happiness or peace, Is low esteeméd in her eyes.
She hath no scorn of common things, Although she seem of other birth;
Round us her heart entwines and clings, And patiently she folds her wings To tread the humble paths of earth.
Blessing she is: God made her so, And deeds of week-day holiness
Fall from her noiseless as the snow,
She is most fair, and thereunto
She is a woman: one in whom The spring-time of her childish years Hath never lost its fresh perfume, Though knowing well that life hath room For many blights and many tears.
I love her with a love as still
As a broad river's peaceful might,
And on its full, deep breast serene,
It flows around them and between, And makes them fresh and fair and green, Sweet homes wherein to live and die.
From Fraser's Magazine.
hay, cotton-wool, &c., and to make a nest. When LEAVES FROM A NATURALIST'S NOTE-BOOK. he had done this to his satisfaction, he would sit A beaver* arrived in this country in the winter up under the drawers, and comb himself with the
nails of his hind feet. In this operation, that of 1825, very young, being small and woolly, and which appeared at first to be a malformation was without the covering of long hair that marks the shown to be a beautiful adaptation to the necessiadult animal. It was the sole survivor of five or ties of the animal. The huge webbed hind-feet six which were shipped at the same time, and it of the beaver turn in so as to give the appearance was in a very pitiable condition, lean, and with or deformity; but if the toes were straight, instead the coat all clogged with pitch and tar. Good
of being incurved, the animal could not use them treatment quickly restored it to health ; it grew so readily for the purpose of keeping its fur in apace, plumped out, and the fur became clean and order, and cleansing it from dirt and moisture. in good condition. Kindness soon made it familiar.
Binny generally carried small and light articles When called by its name Binny,” it generally
between his right fore-leg and his chin, walking answered with a little, low, plaintive cry, and came
on the other three legs; and huge masses, which to its owner. The hearth-rug was its favorite he could not grasp readily with his teeth, ho haunt in a winter evening, and thereon it would pushed forwards, leaning against them with his lie stretched out at its length, sometimes on its
right fore-paw and his chin. He never carried back, sometimes on its side, and sometimes on its anything on his tail, which he liked to dip in belly, expanding ils webbed toes to secure the full action of a comfortable fire on them, but always whole of his body. If his tail was kept moist he
water, but he was not fond of plunging in the near its master. The building instinct showed itself early. Be- became hot, and the animal appeared distressed,
never cared to drink; but if it was kept dry it fore it had been a week in its new quarters, as
and would drink a great deal. It is not impossisoon as it was let out of its cage, and materials ble that the tail may have the power of absorbing were placed in its way, it immediately went to
water, like the skin of frogs, though it must be work. Its strength, even before it was half-owned that the scaly integument which invests grown, was great. It would drag along a large that member has not much of the character which sweeping-brush, or a warming-pan, grasping the handle with its teeth, so that it came over its generally belongs to absorbing surfaces.
It has been asserted, and in some degree proved, shoulder, and advancing with the load in an oblique that the song of birds depends on that which they direction, will it arrived at the point where it wished first hear ; but their nest-making seems to be the to place it. The long and large materials were result of innate instinct. Binny must have been always taken first, and two of the longest were
captured too young to have seen any of the buildgenerally laid crosswise, with one of the ends of
ing operations of his parents or their co-mates, each touching the wall, and the other ends project- but his instinct impelled him to go to work under ing out into the room. The area formed by the
the most unfavorable circumstances ; and he busied crossed brushes and the wall he would fill up with himself as earnestly in constructing a dam, in a hand-brushes, rush-baskets, books, boots, sticks,
room up three pair of stairs in London, as if he clothes, dried turf, or anything portable. As the had been laying his foundation in a stream or lake work grew high he supported himself on his tail; in Upper Canada. which propped him up admirably; and he would
Bread, and bread and milk and sugar, formed often, after laying on one of his building materials, the principal part of Binny's food; but he was sit up over against it, appearing to consider his
Tender work, or, as the country-people say, " judge it." very fond of succulent fruits and roots.
twigs, especially of the willow, were greatly to This pause was sometimes followed by changing his taste, and he would handle them very adroitly, the position of the material “judged,” and soinetimes it was left in its place. After he had piled closed on them much as a basket-maker would
drawing them through his fore-paws, which he up his materials in one part of the room, (for he do when trying a twig, though less perfectly of generally chose the same place,) he proceeded to wall up the space between the feet of a chest of
An animal so sociable in his habits ought to be drawers which stood at a little distance from it, affectionate ; and very affectionate the beaver is high enough on its legs to make the bottom a roof said to be. Drage mentions two young ones, for him; using for this purpose dried turf and which were taken alive and brought to a neighsticks, which he laid very even, and filling up
boring factory in Hudson's Bay, where they interstices with bits of coal, hay, cloth, or any, throve very fast until one of them was killed accithing he could pick up. This last place he seemed dentally. The survivor instantly felt the loss, began to appropriate for his dwelling; the former work
to moan, and abstained from food till it died. Mr. seemed to be intended for a dam. When he had Bullock mentioned to the narrator a similar instance walled
which fell under his notice in North America. of drawers, he proceeded to carry in sticks, clothes, A male and female were kept together in a room,
* Part of this narrative appeared, by the permission of where they lived happily till the male was deprived the author, in The Gardens and Menagerie of the Zoo- of his partner by death. For a day or two he logical Society Delineated, 1830. A highly interesting and instructive work.
appeared to be hardly aware of his loss, and brought
food and laid it before her; at last, finding that of which was lost. He was very fond of sparkling she did not stir, he covered her body with twigs champagne, and after such a treat, his friskings and leaves, and was in a pining state when Mr. and playful tricks were beyond description funny. Bullock lost sight of him.
His game of romps with Binny was most ludicrous. With no slight regret the writer adds a third Often, while Monsieur Mazurier was seated on his example in the death of his pet. The housekeeper master's instep, the bell was rung for Binny, who was very fond of Binny, always consulting his entered as rapidly as his shuffling gait would percomforts and appetite, making his bed warm, and mit him, immediately came close to his master's treating him frequently to Sally Lunns and plum- leg, uttered his little cry, and caressed the leg, cake, till he became the most plump and sleek of after his fashion, by rubbing the side of his head beavers; and the attachment was reciprocal. At and his nose against it. Presently he would perlast, on the writer's departure from London for ceive Macky, whom he would awake, and endeavor some time, he thought that Binny, who had grown to seduce him to play by prancing and shuffling excessively fat, would be the better for exercise and before him. Macky, nothing loath, would make a change of air, and would be more comfortable if spring on Binny's tail and bound off in an instant. sent to pay a visit to the Tower of London and Upon which Binny would shuffle and prance, expatiate there. Mr. Cops, the keeper of the shake his head, and play wonderful antics. People lions, kindly undertook to take care of him. He may talk of the ga bols of a rhinoceros, but the was suffered to go at large, and had every accom-gambols of the rodent threw those of the pachy. modation, but soon began to fall off in his appetite. derm into the shade, beating them hollow in unIn vain did his kind host try every delicacy to couthness and absurdity. Macky would bound on tempt his guest. With the exception of a few Binny's back, dance a kind of saraband upon him, raisins the dejected animal would eat nothing, and and then leap before him, upon which Binny fell away visibly. Fearing the worst, and sus- would charge the dancer with the most determined pecting that it was pining for its home, Mr. Cops heavy alacrity. Macky was over his head and brought it back to the housekeeper. The poor skipping on his great, flat, scaly tail in a second. beaver immediately recognized her, uttered his Then Binny would shake his head, wheel round little cry, and crept under her chair. But the like a ponderous wagon, and by the time he had blow had been struck; he never rallied, but died, brought his head where his tail was, Macky had as the good old housekeeper declared, with tears bounded from the tables and chairs on and off him in her eyes, of a broken heart. His skin is pre- twenty times. Binny at last would slap his tail served in the museum of the Bristol Philosophical again and again against the floor till he made all Society. Poor Binny! He was a most faithful ring, whereupon Macky would dance round him and entertaining creature, and some highly comic and cut the most extravagant capers, touching scenes occurred between the worthy but slow Binny's tail with his finger and jumping away as beaver, and a light and airy macauco that was kept quick as thought. in the same apartment.
They had evidently a good understanding with The macauco was a white-fronted lemur, * and each other, and were on the best terms.
One day was presented to the writer by the late Captain they were left at large in a room together, where Marryat, R. N. From the excessive agility of there was a linen press, the doors of which had this sprightly creature his master named him been left open. Macky climbed the doors, ran
Monsieur Mazurier," to which name, and also sacked the press, pulled out the sheets, tableto that of " Macky," he would answer by a satis- cloths, &c., and threw them down to the bearer, factory grunting noise. His bounds were won- who, having made a most luxurious bed, laid himderful. From a table he would spring twenty or self down thereon ; and when the room was enthirty feet to the upper angle of an open door, and tered Macky and Binny were found fast asleep, then back again to the table or his master's shoul- the former with his head and shoulders pillowed der, light as a fairy. In his leaps, his tail seemed upon Binny's comfortable neck. When Binny to act as a kind of balancing pole, and the elastic died, his master determined to have no more sorcushions at the end of his fingers enabled him to rowing for pets, and sent Macky to the Zoological pitch so lightly that his descent was hardly felt Society's garden in the Regent's Park, where when he bounded on you. He would come round they got him a wise, with whom he lived long the back of his master's neck and rub his tiny and happily. head fondly against his master's face or ear, and, The two beavers which were in that garden after a succession of fondlings and little gruntings, when the writer gave the late lamented Mr. Bendescend to his master's instep, as he sat cross- nett permission to print the account of his domestilegged before the fire, when he would settle him- cated beaver, were sent to the society from Canada self down thereon, wrap his tail around him like by Lord Dalhousie. They were partially deprived a boa, and go to sleep. When in his cage he of sight before their arrival in this country ; but generally slept on his perch, rolled up, with his one of them had the use of one eye; and the other, head downwards and his tail comfortably wrapped although totally blind, dived most perseveringly over all. If a piece of orange was given to him for clay, and applied it to stop up every cranny in he would lift the fruit to his mouth and throw their common habitation that could admit “ the back his head, so as to secure the juice, not a drop winter's flaw.” They lived some time together, * Lemur albifrons.
apparently happy and contented.
From Bradburn's " Pioneer and Herald of Freedom." The following spirit-stirring effusion, breathing
the very soul of heroic patriotism, was written by
the late Wm. B. 0. Peabody, D. D., and appeared He is walking with the shining ones, his labor has originally in the Rockingham Gazette, published been long,
at Exeter, N. H., twenty-five years ago.—Boston For him no mournful requiem, but a pæan full and
Look there! the beacon's crimson light And her tolling bells lament, for her unholy deeds.
Is blazing wide and far,
And sparkles in its towering height
The rocket's signal star.
Rise! rise! the cannon rolls at last
Its deep and stern reply;
And heavier sleep is coming fast,
Than seals the living eye.
The battle 's on the way;
The bravest heart that moment eels
Around the loved, in shrinking fear,
The heart is in that single tear,
A thousand windows flash with fires
To light them through the gloom,
Before the taper's flame expires,
To glory or the tomb;
Far down the hollow street rebounds
And ringing o'er the pavement sounds
Then answers to the echoing drum
The bugle's stormy blast ;
With crowded ranks the warriors come,
And bands are gathering fast ;
Red on their arms the torch-light gleams, left in trust
As on their footsteps spring
To perish ere the morning beams
For death is on the wing.
The courier in his arrowy flight
And now march on with stern delight;
To fall is not to die. ’T is a strange and mournful pageant, that is slowly
Already many a gallant name
Your country's story bears :
Go! rival all your fathers' fame,
Or earn a death like theirs.
From the Churchman
THE MOANS OF THE OCEAN. Gliding foremost in the misty band, a gentle form πάσαν δ' έπλησας φωνάς άλα.-Moschus. is there,
STREAMS that sweep where thousands languish
Seaward bear each cry of anguish
Uttered by the sons of men-
Hence it is that ever ocean
Hath so sad, so deep a moan-
Calm, or lashed in wild commotion
Therefore is its dirge-like tone.
Moaning for the dead and dying,
For the countless forms that lying,
Earth the broken-hearted pillows,
Rivers tell it to the sea,
Shall not ocean with its billows,
Their eternal mourner be? YONAH.
of his years,
Rejoicing that whate'er of wrong there be,
Thou seest, and none else have need to see;
The guilt, abasement, pain, repentance, woe.
O Father, spare
The soul that passeth now all mortal care ; Hope's incense on the altar of youth's fires,
Receive, and bless
The spirit here released from earth's caress ;
In mercy bend
Thine eyes upon the voyager towards his end,
And lift his heart
From out the dust of which it bears no part;
Forgive and hear,
O Lord, the penitent whose time is near ;
The suppliant, who shall cease to live,
Hear and forgive.
New Orleans Delta.
From the Churcbman.
How calmly sinks the parting sun!
It slumbers on the hill;
Earth sleeps, with all her glorious things,
Beneath the Holy Spirit's wings,
And, rendering back the hues above,
Seems resting in a trance of love.
Round yonder rocks the forest trees
In shadowy groups recline,
Like saints at evening bowed in prayer Remorse, dread, hope, peace, confidence, delight;
Around their holy shrine;
And through their leaves the night winds blow
So calm and still-their music low
Seems the mysterious voice of prayer So difficult, when reason led the way ;
Soft echoed on the evening air. And I, though at this hour I know not why,
And yonder western throng of clouds, Have always deemed it difficult to die
Retiring from the sky, This body, which my soul shall know no more,
So calmly move, so softly glow,
They seem, to Fancy's eye,
Bright creatures of a better sphere
Come down at noon to worship here,
And from their sacrifice of love
Returning to their home above.
The blue isles of the golden sea,
The night arch floating high,
The flowers that gaze upon the heavens,
The bright streams leaping by,
On earth and sea its glories sleep,
And mingle with the starlight rays,
Like the soft light of parted days.
The spirit of holy eve
Comes through the silent air
To feeling's hidden spring, and wakes
A gush of music there!
And the far depths of ether beam
So passing fair, we almost dream
That we can rise and wander through The morning wings, on which I sought to rise
Their open paths of trackless blue. The failing effort, and the soothing balm,
Each soul is filled with glorious dreams,
Each pulse is beating wild,
Of Glory undefiled!
And holy aspirations start The transient rainbow of my setting sun;
Like blessed angels from the heart,
And bind—for earth's dark ties are river
Our spirits to the gates of heaven.