iced face with laughter. There in the -box, how snug and cosily they are zed together under the shaggy robes! - an expression-half apology and half r— the gallant young reinsman wears s face, as he proceeds to hand out his with such a substantial jump upon the

Behold! - alas, poor human nature! less fortunate wights who stand around, ng one another in a sort of jealous derisnd making almost superhuman efforts to at they would not be concerned in that of business for half the entire town,and all!

rough the forenoon services, no greater mfort can be imagined than to have to sit corner furthest from the stove; but by noon, the blue chill wears away a little. a fan in one's hand would be not much than a vain ornament even then. Many gle off to huddle close about the hot , where they complete the work of baking heads, acquire red and heavy eyes, and over that the discourse from the pulpit is a d too deep for them. The rising winter d blows from every side against the old cture, straining its venerable joints and ing its whole frame in resistance; now it

goes whistling through the crevices of the mu tiplied windows in a merry tune, and now falls to scolding and howling like a fury t protest that it will not be shut out.

In the evening for country folk keep Sa urday rather than Sunday night-the beau are about, furnished with horses and sleighs bells and all. They do their courting on Sun day evenings only, and on alternate weeks a that; but they make their hours so late tha they could well afford to crowd the two even ings into one. With all their natural flow of spirits, a more serious class of acquaintances when out on these agreeable excursions, no rustic young lady could lay claim to; brave enough, they may be, on ordinary occasions. but at these particular times the very bashfullest of cowards. And the girls sit and wait so impatiently for the ring of the bells,- for do you suppose they cannot distinguish even the sound of the bells about the necks of their lover's horses? They have made up a bright fire in the "keeping-room" on purpose, and are bringing their feelings into a state of as high effervescence as the acquaintance will allow. Do you ask if they feel the cold in that rarely opened room? They would not feel a chill if there were no fire there at all. Something

different it is, that makes their cheeks and their necks show so deep a red. e rest of the family go to bed earlier on ay night than on any other in the week; plan is, to start fair and square with the morning. One never hears of Blue Monamong such people. If they must be ht blue at all, let it by all means be on undays. On that night they wind their -day clocks, just like the old clock in ly Hall, those tall, high-shouldered keepers that stand in square entries and so many broad stairs. The "meetin' es of the children are laid away for anweek, and the old ones got out again. lings are split and piled ready to fire up he morrow, and big armfuls of oak, and and hickory, are placed handy to the h and stoves.

Upon the steady-going, industrious er of the North and East the influence of ecurring Sabbaths is incalculably good and

1g. If any one needs repose more than an

, it is he. The mechanic of the large cities rebuild his shattered energies with a jaunt e river or down the bay; but even this sort hilaration has a far different quality from which calms the nerves, cools the blood,

and equalizes the spirits of the sober count farmer. On that one day, he pauses on

more to consider: wife and children abo him, horses and cattle enjoying their rest, an he the head and lord of the whole domestic e tablishment, he is almost conscious of bein a patriarch in the land, and his character loom quite grand and columnar in the social land

scape.

The fury and fuss of some Sundays else where are in sharp enough contrast with on of these blessed Sabbaths in the country From the still hour when the sun begins t redden the east, the whole roll of the hours i holy in the contemplation. All objects seen to be clothed in a special Sunday attire, to look one in the face, as it were, and silently say, "It is Sunday." The people without ex ception dress themselves tidily and with pecul iar care, from genuine respect for the Day it self. Children are held in wholesome, though often in rigid restraint, for the same reason. The very procession of the hours seems slow and solemn, and men's faces wear longer aspects, not as deceitful masks at all, but only out of a decent and ingrained regard for the character and associations of the Day.

CANNOT help thinking that the boy who omes to manhood without knowing someof the simple and healthy pleasures of Huckleberry Pasture, is hardly as sweet or e a man for the unlucky omission. Bee I believe in my heart that this same leberry field-like many simple gratificathat cost nothing and are little thought the time is a real pasture-land for the of the boy, whereon it feeds with an rness not paralleled by that of any of the riences which come afterward.

f the recurring delights of the summer, this one of huckleberrying assuredly bes at the top of the list. It blossoms all with the dearest associations, which have countless fine roots in the very being; these associations grow, too, along with growth of the youthful heart. Neither cirstance nor years impair them; they only ire a new freshness with the lapse of time.