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be allowed to trample on the constitu- | tain high personage affords aid and astional rights of the many! The Su- sistance to the slave-traders, and that preme Court of the United States--the | if a few Africans are sometimes caphighest authority on law in the coun- | tured, it is only because a sutliciently try-has declared that “no one can large bribe has not been paid to prevent claim a license to retail spirits as a their disembarkation without molestamatter of rugaT." Indeed, it must be tion, or else it is done to deceive the apparent to every reflecting mind, that British authorities there and in Engthe liquor traffic is right or it is wrong. I land. The present ruler of Cuba cerIf right,why should one man be licensed tainly does not want to suppress this and another prohibited ? If wrong, infamous trade, or he would take more why should the State attempt to clothe effective measures towards that end. it with legal protection and respecta .... The planters on the island are not bility?“ The tree shall be known by favorable to the introduction of Chinese its fruits ;' and if any man can hon bond-labor, as they think the experiestly say that he has gathered good ment would be attended with danger fruits from the tree of internperance, to the future safety of the island, by then let him nurse the "accursed thing". the negroes fraternizing with the in his bosom and brave the wrath of Chinese, when in a few years it would God, who declares that no drunkard can be impossible to keep them in bonds. enter the kingdom of God, and who has A horrible servile war would ensue and pronounced an equally terrible curse end only in the liberation and mastery upon the drunkard-maker!

of all the slaves. The present laws, then, interfere with NO RIGHT which the tavern keeper can

THE OLD WORLD. claim. their opposition is prompted by SEBASTOPOL has fallen! After a long selfish motives and a wanton disregard and terrible struggle, in which thoufor “the greatest good to the greatest sands were slain, by war and pestilence number." Friends of law and order in in the Crimea, the Russians were drivPennsylvania! see; o it that this law, / en from their fortifications in the south like other good laws, is enforced and to those of the north of the city--not, sustained. Shrink not from your duty; however, until they had first blown up not only enforce the law, but sustain their forts and destroyed the city and men for the Legislature who will vote their fleet. In this terrible contest against repeal. Do this, and you will the loss of the Russians is set down at secure the blessing of heaven and the 10,000 and that of the Allies 20,000. prayers of thousands of men, women The fall of Sebastopol will prove a terriand children who will be made happy | ble blow to the Russians, and may have by the suppression of the grog shops. resulted before this in the capture of

John H. WHEELER has commenced a the whole Russian army in the Crimea. suit in the U. S. Circuit against Pags. Their only hope of escape appears to more Williamson, to recover the value be in retreating from the Crimea beof Jane Johnson and her two boys, and fore their embarkation could be interdamages for personal injuries alleged | oepted by the Allies. If drawn into an to have been sustained at the time of open field engagement, the Allies, with the escape of his manumitted slaves their 200,000 troops, now relieved from It is said that Judge Kane's friends duty in their long lines of trenches, have counseled this prosecution as a would be able to cut the Russians to means of giving his honor an oppor- | pieces or compel an unconditional surtunity of releasing Mr. Williamson render. The greatest enthusiasm prefrom prison without directly compro vaiis among the French and English mising the consistency of the Court. soldiers, and this will inspire them with

| fresh courage in succeding conflicts. CUBA.-The slave trade is still ex- | Sanguinary as the battles already fought tensively carried on in this island. Two in the Crimea have been, it is possible cargoes were recently landed at Santa that the work of blood is bat iairly beCruz on the south coast of the island, gun. and a considerable number of "half Another attempt has been made to starved" Africans were found in the assassinate Louis Napoleon. The culwoods, supposed to be part of another prit was arrested and found to be insane, cargo. A Havana correspondent says He was put in safe keeping. he is thoroughly convinced that a cer

NOTES ON LITERATURE. ' pended suited to the subject treated; THE SAINTS' EVERLASTING REST. By Richar i Bax- | in this way it answers the purpose of ter. With a memoir of his life, and a fipe por

a manual of devotion. Besides seferal trait. New York: Robert Carter & Bros. 1855. This well-known book has been pub

sketches of scripture characters, it lished in many forms ; but this edition

furnishes at the end a full and interestof Carter & Bros. exceeds all for beauty

ing Life of Ulrich Zwingli, the celebratand completeness. We have here Bax. i ed Swiss Reformer. This alone is ter's own book, and not a PART of it' worth the price of the book. after the fashion of abridgment and

THE FRUIT GROWER'S HAND BOOK: A concise manimprovement by another hand, so com

ual of directions for the selection and culture mon in these modern days. Give us of the best hardy Fruits in the garden or or the old divines as they are. Many

chard. By William G. Waring, Bondsburg, Cen.

ter county, Pa. pp. 134. thanks to the publishers for this com

This is truly a useful book. No plete edition of the Saints' Rest.

farmer should be without it. The book was politely handed to us


man who wishes only to purchase a by Murray & Stoek. We are glad to

few choice trees to plant round his see the disposition manifested by this enterprising firm not only to keep up

house ought to consult this book before

he selects. but to increase their already large stock

It is as easy to raise good of theological, religious and miscella

as bad fruit. Mr. Waring's Hand-Book neous books. Clergymen and Sabbath

points out the peculiarities of all the

varieties of fruit-trees in the most satschools in the country can here supply

isfactory manner. He gives the time themselves with the standard works of

when the different kinds ripen, so that the old and late divines; with Sabbath

one who pays attention to his direcschool books for all denominations

tions can select his trees so as to have with the books of the various Boards,

some fruit constantly ripening from the and with the current literary publica

earliest to the latest of the season. The tions of the day, as cheap as in the

book contains also much valuable inseaports; thus saving freight and time.

struction in relation to cultivating fruit Families can here find a choice variety

and ornamental trees. We feel assured of Bibles, and teachers will find all the

that if farmers who have the necessary text-books generally used in schools.

ground would consult this little book, It is encouraging to see book stores

and expend but a small sum annually with so large a proportion of excellent

in procuring the choicest fruit accordreligious publications so well sustained.

ing to its direction, they would in a few We can heartily recommend to our

years heartily thank us for our recomreaders the stock of Murray & Stoek,

mendation of Mr. Waring's book. This in Lancaster.

gentleman, in connection with his

brother who resides at Tyrone, Pa., THE CHURCH MEMER'S MANUAL AND PRAYER BOOK. By I. Stoneberger. of Patton, Mo. Chambers

having extensive nurseries, have every burg: M. Kieffer & Co. 1855. pp. 396.

opportunity of possessing the very best This work treats on subjects per- practical information on the subject taining to the duties and privileges of fruit trees. Having had the pleaof members of the church. It is in- i sure of a visit to Mr. Waring's extenstructive for the mind, devotional for | sive nursery near Boalsburg, this sunthe heart, and practical for the life. mer, we are sure that we do our readers We think it admirably adapted to meet a favor by calling their attention to a want in the church. It ought to be the splendid assortment of fruit and in every family. Young professors of ornamental trees which are there to be religion will find in it a safe guide into found. In few earthly pursuits is an active and useful Christian life. Mr. talent more nobly or usefully employed Stoneberger deserves the thanks of the than in laboring to stock our rural dischurch for having furnished it with a tricts with abundance of choice fruit. work so plain in style, correct in sen In this generous work Mr. Waring is timent, and direct in aim. We hope it engaged with an enthusiasm and intelmay be extensively circulated and read. ligent zeal which does honor to his

The work is gotten up in good style. head and heart May his zeal be apThe type is large and clear, the paper preciated. is good, and the binding is neat and du THE ADDRESS of George W. Brewer, rable. The book has twenty-five chap- Esq., before the Alumni of Franklin and ters, each of which has a prayer ap- | Marshall College has been received.

The Euardian.

Vol. VI.—NOVEMBER, 1855.—No. XI.

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“The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year,
Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere.
Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the withered leaves lie dead;
They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread.
The robin and the wren are gone, and from the shrubs the jay,
And from the wood-top calls the crow, through all the gloomy day.
And noty when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come,
To call the squirrel and the bee from out the winter home,
When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still,
And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill,
The south wind looks for flowers whose fragrance late he bore,

And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more." SURELY the author of this motto must have had a heart which throbbed in pious sympathy with the season, when he penned these plaintive lines. His story is so well told that it will bear repetition upon every returning autumn. Although he tells us nothing but what we see around us, this makes his sayings all the dearer to us. How vividly he calls to my mind the sportive rabbit-hunts of my boyhood. Methinks I still hear the rustling of the dry leaves as Adelphos and I, with our faithful dog, Major, pursued, with boyish enthusiasm, the inoffensive rabbit. Neither fences, ditches nor thickets could cool the ardor of the chase. And if our close pursuit would force him to seek shelter under ground, our cruel zeal would place a trap in his hole, and even deprive him of this last glimmering hope of escape.

We have just had the first rude strokes of autumnal treatment. The frost has made sad havoc among the flowers. They are all bleached and blighted by its deadly touch. One is reminded of the Scythian hordes which once flooded down over the Roman Empire, and with cruel coolness demolished the most splendid works of art, covering their path with one vast scene of desolation and ruin. The other day I strolled leisurely through the garden, and like the little busy bee, as I passed from flower to flower, régaled myself by gathering sips of pious reflections. How grateful to my soul

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were their voiceless lessons. And I kept all their sayings in my heart. In the evening I thankfully laid me down to rest, thinking, of course rather presumptuously, that to-morrow would be as this day, and perhaps even more abundant. But what a dreary scene opened to my view on the morrow! There lay scattered the drooping, dying remnant of an army, that was fresh and beautiful the day before. The evening came as a thief in the night, and with one fell swoop stripped them of all their living charms. Who could help but say, “What a pity!" Still I bore my loss with philosophic patience, knowing that in this particular at least

“Whatever is, is right.” Frost deals with flowers as death with man. “There is no discharge in this war.” There are some which, according to the course of nature, we cannot expect to keep much longer. Old age ripens them for death. These we are willing to resign to their unavoidable fate. But those which have scarcely reached the bloom of middle life, we are loath to give up. And, florally speaking, were it not for the frost, they might remain with us for many days to come. And then the little infant-bud, so full of hope and promise, whose opening petals we watch with joyous care from day to day, surely its harmless innocence and great distance from old age, should protect it against the cruel hand of the frost. But neither age nor condition can avert the fatal stroke. The tender bud can no* implore its clemency nor the pretty flower evade its touch. Ex ii age, whose frail and feeble stem trembles with the decrepici git of worn-out limbs, must be hurried away by the dart of this midnight assassin.

The frist, like death, is a leveler of artificial grades. Here “ tired dissimulation drops her mask,” and all are brought to their true and natural level. What a rude disregard for the laws of floral rank and nobility! We wonder not at the neglected wildflower, unaccustomed to the usages of refined society. This has never enjoyed the smiles of favor. Like the humble poor, it blooms to blush unseen, and, alas ! too often wastes its virtuous fragrance on the desert air. Few care for it while living, few miss it when dead. But the garden flower moves among the higher classes. It claims a rich parentage, possesses a good training, and moves in respectable society. Though a descendant, away back, of the same general family, it has been taught to out-bloom in proud splendor its unpretending neighbor over the garden fence. It almost seems ready to be ashamed of and disown its own kindred. Yet the frost is insensible to its superior merits. The rare exotic, that prides itself in having cost twenty or thirty dollars, is stripped of its royal trappings, and like its poor neighbor, whom no one will receive as a gift, is shriveled into an unsightly mass of decay. The grave is their common dwelling-place. The smallest floweret that



blooms in unseen solitude, will there have for its peers those who in this life would have disdained its company.

“ The tall, the wise, the reverend head
Must lie as low as ours."

Flowers come and go like the generations of men. Some die before they have reached the limits of the season. The few that reach the period allotted to floral life, are like the robust remnant of a departed tribe, whose natures have been tempered in the school of stern and severe trials. Their foundations have never been sapped by luxury and vice. They are the hardy sons of toil, more frequently found in fields and forests than in gardens. At length these stout-hearted veterans must also fall before the frost. And yet, no battle is so totally destructive as not to permit the escape of some one to tell the tale of ruin. Some

"Last rose of summer, left blooming alone ;" some revolutionary soldier, that looks with calm com posure towards his inevitable end.

The death of flowers, like the death of friends, is not without its benefits, when properly improved. A Christian philosophy seeks relief from evil by improving the good. True wisdom, like the bee and humming-bird, can extract delicious sweets from seeming calamities. It possesses the rare virtue of transmuting apparent misfortunes into sources of joy. We can neither alter nor avert the desolation of floral mortality, but we can find a pleasant relief from its consequent bereavement, in the cultivation of houseplants. They are profitable as well as agreeable companions during the dreary season of winter. It is a pleasant triumph to raise a flower in spite of howling winds and heaps of snow. To look out upon ice-clad trees and snow-covered fields, from amid flower plants in a warm room, makes winter seem less wintery, and reduces the distance of spring. I have often wondered why so many persons are without house-plants, when there is so little labor and expense connected with their cultivation. We evince a generous hospitality when we take in these houseless strangers during the cold and inhospitable season. By this means many a one has entertained something better than a flower unawares. Their elevating and refining influence is a happy reward for the labor and care bestowed upon them. Permit a child to cultivate a flowerplant, and you give it a simple lesson in the art of doing good.

A pious matron whom I always delight to visit, especially during the season of winter, has a large and pretty assortment of houseplants. Indeed I have often admired her botanical industry and zeal, which enables her to attend to so many flowers in addition to the ordinary cares of her family. And she does it with such a

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