thrown after the gentleman wherever he goes;
nor is he spared the vulgar witticisms of she stable
and the tap-room; sometimes before he has fairly
driven out of the inn yard. Even where he is best
known many little services are withheld from him
which freely offered to others; or if rendered, it is
grudgingly, and with a bad grace, as if the officia-
ting party was aware of having to do with a selfish,
stingy, ill-natured man.

But his absolutes charities are perhaps the most
troublesome part of this gentleman's no change
system. "Just lend me a few shillings for that poor
woman in the lane, will you?" says the gentleman,
as he passes the shop of some tradesman with
whom he is in the habit of dealing; or, "Alice,
give me your purse," to his daughter," I am
shocked to find the poor Smithsons without bread;"
or to his wife," Ilave you change, my love? I
met old Martha this morning, and told her to come
up for half-a-crown, and here she is." AH this, of
course, amounts to a good deal in after-payments
-to much more than the gentleman could at all
have imagined it would; and what with vainly
attempting to recollect the circumstances which
others are anxious to set before him; what with
disputed claims between himself and wife and
daughters; what with sudden conviction now and
then occuring, weeks afterward, of odd shillings
borrowed from parties whom it would be next to
impossible to meet with again, the life of the gen-
tleman who never has change becomes the very
opposite of an easy or a pleasant one,

ladies, before it be too late.

MISCELLANY.

From Dickens' new paper, Household Words. THE CHILD'S DREAM OF A STAR. THERE was once a child, and he strolled about a great deal, and thought of a number of things.— He had a sister who was a child, too, and his constant companion. These two used to wander all day long. They wondered at the beauty of the flowers; they wondered at the height and blueness of the sky; they wondered at the depth of the bright water; they wondered at the goodness and the power of God who made the lovely world.

They used to say to one another, sometimes, supposing all the children upon the earth were to die, would the flowers and the water and the sky be sorry? They believed they would be sorry.— For, said they, the buds are the children of the flowers, and the little playful streams that gambol down the hill-sides are the children of the water; and the smallest bright specks, playing at hide and seek in the sky all night, must surely be the children of the stars; and they would all be grieved to see their playmates, the children of the men, no

more.

wages of his labor, but the gentleman has gone intended to confer is turned to gall and bitterness jury and wrong all destructive to the peace of that out, and the ladies of the family decline acting in in the poor man's heart." family, of which the head and master is a gentlethe matter. On Monday, he has two or three days' In the same manner the kind and liberal gentle-man who never has change. Beware then, fair work again, in an opposite quarter of the neigh- man is misunderstood by all with whom he assoborhood, and he must be up early in order to reach ciates. If he steps out of his chaise and wants the place in time. But he comes first for his wages, his horse holden at a tradesman's door, he has and, of course, arrives a great deal, too soon. The nothing to give the expectant holder, although he gentleman has not left his room. Application is feels in his pocket, and says he wishes he had made at his door. He is extremely angry, and more- something; but the boy does not believe him-how over, has no change. The poor man goes to his should he, when it is a generally prevailing idea work, but is later than was stipulated for, receives a amongst such people, that gentlemen have always severe reprimand for idleness, and is very rcluc- their pockets full of money, and can at any time tantly permitted to take out his tools and be- shower down shillings and sixpences, as the clouds gin. This is on Monday, on, Thursday the pay-scafter rain? Hence, there are ill-natured glances ment must be made. On Tuesday, he knows not what to do, but considers himself in high luck, because, as he is returning from his work, he meets accidentally in a lane with the gentleman who owes him his wages, and, touching his hat very humbly, he ventures to stop him, through riding at full speed. The gentleman is, of course, angry again, calls him a troublesome fellow, but draws up, and fumbles in his pocket as usual. He scems, on this occasion, to be rather gratified that he has no change, as it affords him an excuse for not being longer detained, as well as for punishing impertinence, So Tuesday passes over, and the poor man sees no alternative but give up his day's work altogether on Wednesday, in order to secure a chance of payment By doing so, he offends his new employer, who engages another hand; but "no matter," he says to himself, "I must pay this money, and in order to do so, I must have my wages." On Wednesday, then, he makes it his sole business to wait upon the gentleman who owes him his wages. He wonders as he goes towards the house what hour will be most convenient, and wishes from his heart that he may be fortunate enough to hit upon this hour. On reaching the house he finds it all in a bustle with company, servants scarcely to be met with who will take the poor man's message. He loiters about the back door stared at with no friendly eye by all who pass, is asked by the grooms what he is doing there, and told by some who know little about the matter, that the master is not at all likely to see him then, and that he ought to come at a more convenient Charities, however, are not all. There are sud. time. At last the master himself bustles out, very deu emergencies, the arrival of parcels, for instance, much like a bee out of a hive that has been distur- the payment of rates and taxes, and others incidental bed. He feels anuoyed at being asked so many expenses, when the gentleman must pay; and then times for so small a sum ; and particularly just now, it is that he makes a rush upon all the purses in the when he has friends to attend to. He speaks and house, his own being, of course, empty as usual; looks angrily at the poor man. The laborer states and these claims also accumulate toward the end his cases, that he has a payment to make on the of the week, besides those of accidental labor; following day, or he would not be troublesome.- and all having had to be defrayed out of any The gentleman uses expressions quite foriegn to pocket but the gentleman's own, he feels very nathe feelings of his better nature, and puts on look turally, when any member of the family claims which belie his heart, simply because he is con- their own, as if he should be literally caten up by scious only of his own press and hurry and docs the greediness of his household. He does not benot enter at all into the poor man's situation, Helieve that any man is worried as he is for money, snatches out bis purse, however and drawing it through his fingers, finds it light and thin as usual. Hecalls for his wife; she is still at her toilette and eannot possibly be interrupted: to his daughters, they are walking in the grounds with their young guests. The case is plain-nothing can be done now, it is not likely. The poor man must come another time. "Come to me about noou, to-morrow," says the gentleman, "I shall be more at liberty then." The poor men would remonstrate, but the gentleman is gone, and the benefit he had

money-always money. His wife and daughters
seem to him like cormorants, whose insatiable beaks
are perpetually picking at his flesh; and he even
at times, suspects-quite privately to himself, for
he has no means of proving the fact, that they not
only devour, but cheat him. Indeed, no argument
of theirs can convince him that he really has bor.
rowed of them anything like the amount which
they demand in repayment.

There was one clear shining star that used to come out in the sky before the rest, near the church spire, above the graves. It was larger and more beautiful they thought than all the others, and every night they watched for it standing hand in hand at a window. Whoever saw it first, cried out," I see the star!" And often they cried out both together, knowing so well that it would rise, and where. So they grew to be such friends with it that before laying down in their beds, they always looked out once again to bid it good night; and when they were turning round to sleep they used to say,

6. God bless the star."

But while she was still very young, oh, very young, the sister drooped, and became so weak that she could no longer stand in the window at night; and then the child looked sadly out by itself, and when he saw the star, turned round and said to the patient pale face on the bed, “ I see the star!" and then a smile would come upon the face, and a little weak voice used to say, "God bless my brother and the star!"

And so the time came, all too soon! when the child looked out alone, and when there was no face on the bed; and when there was a little grave among the graves, not there before; and when the star made long rays down towards him, as he saw it through his tears.

Now, these rays were so bright, and they seemed to make such a shining way from earth to Heaven that when the child went to his solitary bed he dreamed that lying where he was, he saw a train of people taken up that sparkling road by angels.— And the star, opening, showed him a great world of light where many more such angels waited to receive them.

All these angels, who were waiting, turned their beaming eyes upon the people who were carThus many disagreements ensue, and many ried up into the star; and soon came out from the hard words, accompanied by a mutual sense of in- long rows in which they stood, and fell upon the

people's necks and kissed them tenderly, and went away with them down avenues of light, and were so happy in their company, that lying in his bed he wept for joy.

But there were many angels who did not go with them, and among them one he knew. The patient face that once had laid upon the bed was glorified and radiant, but his heart found out his sister among all the host.

His sister's angel lingered near the entrance of the star, and said to the leader among those who had brought the people thither:

"Is my brother come?" And he said "No."

She was turning hopefully away, when the child stretched out his arms, and cried, "Oh, sister, I am here! Take me!" And then she turned her beaming eyes upon him, and it was night; and the star shining into the room, making long rays down towards him as he saw it through his

tears.

From that hour forth the child looked out upon the star as on the honie he was to go to when his time should come; and he thought that he did not belong to the earth alone, but to the star, too, because of his sister's angel gone before.

There was a baby born to be a brother to the child; and while he was so little that he never yet had spoken a word, he stretched his tiny form out on his bed and died.

Again the boy dreamed of the opened star, and of the company of angels, and the train of people and the rows of angels with their beaming eyes all turned upon those people's faces.

Said his sister's angel to the leader : "Is my brother come?"

"And he said "not that one, but another." As the child beheld his brother's angel in her arms, he cried," Ŏ, sister, I am here! Take me!" And she turned and smiled upon him, and the star was shining.

He grew to be a young man, and was busy at his books, when an old servant came to him and said:

And the star was shining.

Thus the child came to be an old man, and his once smooth face was wrinkled, and his steps were slow and feeble, and his back was bent. Aud one night as he lay upon his bed, his children standing round, he cried, as he had cried so long ago:

"I see the star!"

They whispered one another, " He is dying." And he said, "I am. My age is falling from me like a garment, and I move towards the star as a child. And O, my father, now I thank thee that it has so often opened, to receive those dear ones who await me !"

vanishing from the face of the earth. It appears that the King of Holland, eager to turn his kingdom into cash as quickly as he could, sold the titsber to the Bank of Beligium, and the Bank (which has since failed) sold it away in lots to divers purchasers. The fate of the forest, therefore, was to be cut down ;-Even the Duke of Wellington, who had a gift from the King of a thousand aures, sold his lot; so that, at the present moment, little more remains than a few clumps of white beeoh, like spectres haunting the green places of the an cient wood. The plain of Waterloo itself, too, is greately altered. A large establishment for the manufacture of beet root sugar, casts its heavy

And the star was shining; and it shines upon shadow over the spot where the last crush of bayhis grave.

A RICH SCENE IN AN AUCTION.

I

A few days ago, says a correspondent of the
Spirit, I chanced to stumble into an auction sale
of damaged dry goods, where the biddings were
"spirited," and the large crowds of males and
females were vieing with each other in their offers,
when a pair of blankets were put up, and a dozen
bids were raised for them. The puzzled auction-
eer, however, caught up the highest, which was,
think, a dollar from a female who seemed deter-
mined to have them at any price, when ere he
could say
"going," a male voice cried out, " Dol.
lar fifty," from the opposite side of the room.
"Two dollars," echoed the woman, elbowing
her way through the dense mass of females, who
were separated from the males by a long counter
on which the glib-tongued functionary walked to
and fro with the goods.

Turning to the other side, he commenced anew
his stereotype vocabulary of choice and amusing
"figures of speech," till he touclred upon the
finale-

"Two fifty," nodded the man.

"Thank ye, sir; going at two fifty."
"Three" screamed the woman.
"Four," replied the man.

"Gin the fifty?" said the auctioneer, turning

"Thy mother is no more. I bring her blessing to the woman, with a half-suppressed smile of his on her darling son!"

Again at night he saw the star, and all that former company. Said his sister's angel to the leader:

He grew to be a man, whose hair was turning grey, and he was sitting in his chair by the fireside heavy with grief, and with his face bedewed with tears, when the star opened once again.

Said his sister's angel to the leader, "Is my brother come?"

And he said, "Nay, but his maiden daughter." And the man who had been the child saw his daughter, newly lost him, a celestial creature among those three, and he said, “My daughter's head is on my sister's bosom, and her arm is round my mother's neck, and ather feet there is the baby of old time, and I can bear the parting from her, God he praised ?"

small, sober visage.

A nod from the woman.

"Four fifty, I'm offered; gin me five? Come, don't be afraid :-they're worth double the money."

"Yes, that's all."

"Sold!" cried the dealers in hammers, all most bursting with laughter, "to Captain Smith (not John) for five dollars."

onets scattered the disordered retinue of Napoleon. Cottages have sprung up by the road-side; the greater part of the field is now industriously cultivated; and small enclosures, filled with shrubs and gardens, have displaced that tone of desolation which formely gave such a melancholy aspect to the scene.-The chateau of Hougomont alone retains its early characteristics. The ruin remains just as it was after the battle, making a reasonable allowance for the decay and patching of more than a quarter of a century. There is the orchard neglected and overgrown with rank grass and lusty weeds; the shattered walls, the mouldering chapel with the black marks of the fire still upon its crumbling sides, aud a thousand names scrawled and daubed upwards even to its roof.

PLEASURE OF READING.

Of all the amusement, says Herschel, that can possibly be imagined for a working man, after daily toils, or in the intervals, there is nothing like reading a newspaper or a book. It calls for no bodily exertion, of which already he had enough, perhaps too much. It relieves his home of dullness and sameness. Nay, it accompanies him to his next day's work, and gives him something of besides the mere mechanical drudgery of his every day occupation; something he can enjoy while absent, and look forward to with much pleasure. If I were to pray for a tast which would stand by me under every variety of circumstances, and be a source of happiness and cheerfulness to me through life, and a shield against all its ills however things might go amiss, and the world frown upon me, it would be a taste for reading.

JAMES WATT.

A YOUNG man (says Sir R. Kane,) wanting to

"Smith" cried the woman, "what! my hus-sell spectacles in London, petitions the coporation band," raising herself on tip-toe, to catch a glance at him. "Why, you good for nothing man; you've been bidding again your own wife! Oh, you impudence! but won't have them in the house."

PRESENT STATE OF THE FIELD OF
WATERLOO.

to allow him to open a little shop without paying the fees of freedom, and he is refused. He goes to Glasgow, and the coropation refuses him there. He mades acquaintance with some members of the university who find him very intelligence, and permit him to open his shop within their walls. He does not sell spectacles and magic lanterns enuogh to occupy all his time; he occupies himself at inA RECENT visit to the field of battle discloses ex- tervals in taking asunder and remaking all the matensive changes. The plain is rapidly losing its chines he can coíne at. He finds there are books orignal character. Picton's tree has been cut down on the machanics written in foreign lanuages he by the ruthless farmer to whom the ground on borrows a dictionary, and learns those languages which it stood belongs; and the forest of Soignie to read those books. The university people wonder has been so cut away that the outline it presented at him and are fond of dropping into his little room at the time of the battle can no longer be recog-in the evenings to tell him what they are doing, nized, and the last vestiges of the wood are and to look at the queers instruments he coustructs

tion of getting married, when the darn'd old Col- means to procure one. The scholar lost no time in oneltransmitting to the venerable man an invitation to "Go on, Ned, don't be a boy; what about the share with him his purse and table: the invitation colonel?" was accepted, and, added to the pleasure of having Why, you see, Sally said I had better ask him, given to the world a man of science, the Swiss and so I did, as perlite as I knew how." pastor had the happines of proving in his own ex"Well, what reply did he make ?" perience the truth of that Divine promise. "Cast

Why, he kinder hinted round as if I warn't thy bread upon the waters, and thou shalt find it wanted there, no how." after many days."

G

ADVICE TO CHILDREN. You were made to be kind, (says Horace Mann,) generous and magnanimous. If there is a boy in the school who has a club foot, don't let him know that you ever saw it. If there is a poor boy, with ragged clothes, don't talk about rags when he is in hearing. If there is a lame boy, assign him some part of the game which does not require running If there is a hungry one, give him a part of your dinner. If there is a dull one, help him to get his lesson. If there is a bright one, be not envious of him; for if one boy is proud of talents, and another is envious of them, there are two great wrongs, and no more talents than before. If a larger or stronger boy has injured you, and is sorry for it, forgive him, and request the teacher not to punish him. All the school will show by their coun

fist.

OPPOSITION.

that alone which elevates and causes them to feel Hugo, "I've been ciphering it out in my head, the divinity within.”

CATCHING A MARSHAL.

ONE afternoon recently a gentleman was riding
up Washington-street, (says the Boston Daily Bee,)
behind an animal which he prized very highly for
her many good qualities. She is not the best piece
of horse flesh, to look at, that ever was, but she is
really a "great one to go." Just beyond Boyleston
street, the gentleman espied the city marshal, head.
ing towards the Neck, probably to take some meas-
ures to put a stop to the fast driving. The mar-
The two
shal was invited to ride and accepted.
rode together until they entered upon the ground
where the racing usually begins.

At this point the gentleman passed the reins to

and it's cheaper than publishing bans, after all.
You see, Sir, it's a potato digging time; if I wait
to be called in church, her father will have her.
work for nothing; and, as hands are scarce and
wages high, if I marry her to-night, she can begin
to dig our own to-morrow, and that will pay for
the license, and just seven shillings over: for there
ain't a man in all Clements that can dig and carry
And,
as many bushels in a day as Gretchen can.
besides, fresh wives, like fresh servants work like
smoke at first, but they get saucy and lazy after a
while."-Life in a Colony.

A CHILD'S WITTY LOGIC. "I HAVE," writes a correspondent, a pretty, bright little juvenile friend, some five years of age,

66

tenanoes how much better it is than to have a great the marshal, with the request that he would hold named Rosa. Some days ago she was teazed a them while he (the gentleman) adjusted his coat.-good deal by a gentleman who visits the family, "Rosa, I don't who finally wound up by saying: The marshal very generously complied. No sooner "Ah, but you've got to love me," said were the ribbons in Tukey's hands, than a familiar love you." tormentor.the child. Why" asked her word was spoken to the animal by her master, "Why," said Rosa," the Bible says you must when she carefully laid her nose upon her breast, "love them that hate you, and I am sure I hate and "put." Away she went, tearing the ground, Was that bad, "for a child?" leading every other team" upon the track, and you!" the marshal holding on for dear life. last saw them, a police officer was in chase, to learn the driver's name, for the purpose of entering a complaint against them for fast driving.

"A CERTAIN amount of opposition," says John Neal," is a great help to a man. Kites rise against and not with the wind. Even a head wind is better then none. No man ever worked his passage any where in a dead calm. Let no man wax pale, therefore, because of opposition. Opposition is what he wants and must have to be good for any thing. Hardship is the native soil of manhood and self-reliance. He that can not abide the storm without flinching or quailing-strips himself in the sunshine and lays down by the wayside, to be overlooked and forgotten. He who but braces himself to the struggle when the wind blows, gives up when they have done, and falls asleep in the stillness that follows."

"I CAN'T SPARE TIME."

THE four words with which we head this article, in the effects which they have produced, have been the cause of a great deal of mischief, and have kept many from embarking manfully in the work of storing up intellectual treasures. When the young is urged to commence at once the work of study, he turns and lets fall the four simple words, "I can't spare time," and thinks he has given sufficient excuse from further attention to the subject.

There are many mechanics too, who instead of doing their part towards the cultivation of their own minds, and throwing their influence and talent into the general stock for the improvement of an association, satisfy themselves with the observation, and perhaps really think they "can't spare

the time.

The excuse is a very handy one, and has passed current too long, for, in a majority of cases there is neither sense nor truth in it.

In the first place, it need not occupy a great portion of time, for by proper management, a large share of invaluable information may be obtained in a short time; of this many may be convinced by trying the experiment.

There is enough lost or wasted in the pursuit of what men call pleasure, which, if properly applied, would place them in a high state of cultivation.Time can be found to ride, and dance, and singtime can be found to lounge and talk nonsense; but alas how many think they "can't spare time," to the noblest and best part of their nature;

When we

Well, when he was

"That's what

INDUSTRY. A celebrated divine has said, "If it were not for industry, men would be neither so healthful, nor so useful, so strong nor so patient, so noble nor so untempted. There is no greater tediousness in the world, than want of employment. Time passes over the active man lightly like a dream, or the feathers of a bird; but the idler is like a long sleepless night to himself, and a load to his country.

We have heard of a man who is looking for a wife. We learn that his fashion is, to fall in love first, and then find a woman to match.

GIBBON truly said that the best and most important part of every man's education is that which he gives himself.

Most of our misfortunes are more supportable, than the comments of our friends upon them.

Letters Containing Remittances, Received at this Office, ending Wednesday last, deducting the amount of postage paid.

P. M. Arcadia Village, N. Y. $1.00: A. E. B. Nolensville,

A CALCULATING BRIDEGROOM.
"I've known some very mean men in my time.
There was Deacon Overreach, now, he was so
mean,
he always carried a hen in his gig-box when
he travelled, to pick up the oats his horse wasted
in the manger, and lay an egg for his breakfast
in the morning. And then there was Hugo Him-
melman, who made his wife dig potatoes to pay
for the marriage license. I must tell you that
story of Hugo, for it's not a bad one; and good
stories, like potatoes, ain't as plenty as they used
to be when I was a boy. Hugo is a neighbor of
mine, though considerably older that I be, and a
mean neighbor he is, too.
going to get married to Gretchen Kolp, he goes
down to Parson Rogers, at Digby, to get a license.
"Parson," says he," what's the price of a license?"
"Six dollars," says he. "Six dollars!" says Hugo;
"that's a dreadful sight of money! Couldn't you
take no less?" "No," says he.
they cost me to the Secretary's office at Halifax."
"Well, how much do you ax for publishing inban, N. Y. $5,00.
church, then?""Nothing," says Parson. "Well,"
says Hugo, "that's so cheap I can't expect you to
give no change back. I think I'll be published.
How long does it take?" "Three Sundays."
66 Well, that's a
"Three Sundays!" says Hugo.
long time, too. But three Sundays only make a
fortnight after all; two for the covers and. one for
the inside like; and six dollars is a great sum of
money for a poor man to throw away. I must
wait." So off he went a-jogging towards home,
and a-looking about as mean as a new-sheared
sheep, when all at once a bright thought came into
his head, and back he went, as hard as his horse
Parson," says he I've changed
could carry him.
my mind. Here's the six dollars. I'll tie the knot
to night with my tongue, that I can't undo with
Why, what in the natur is the
my teeth."
meaning of all this?" says parson. Why," says

Tenn. $3,00; E. H. A. Columbus, Miss. $1,50; W. L. Shus

MARRIAGES.

In this city, on the 2d inst. by the Rev. Mr. Marks, Mr. Charles E. Van Buren, of New-York, to Miss Mary G. Her

mance. of this city.

On the 5th inst. by the Rev. Mr. Collins, Mr. Arthur McArthur to Miss Jane M. Coffin.

In Germantown, on the 16th ult. by Rev. A. P. Freese, Mr. Amos Miller to Miss Elizabeth Clum, all of that place.

At Mellenville, on the 23d ult. by the Rev. Mr Himrod, Mr. Leonard Lasher, of Germantown, to Miss Sarah C. Hauver, of Mellenville.

At the Parsonage at West Ghent, on the 1st inst. by the
Rev. John C. Van Dervoort, Mr. Benry Alfred Jacobia to
Miss Elizabeth Crane, both of the town of Claverack.
On the 18th ult. by William H. Hauver, Esq. Mr. Stephen
Riphenburgh, to Miss Margaret Wicks, both of Taghkanic.

DEATHS.

In Summersville, N. J. on the 6th inst. William C. Slocum, formerly of this city, in the 32d year of his age.

At his residence, in Piscataway near New Brunswick, New Jersey, on the 22d ult. Henry A. Van Dyck, formerly of this city, in the 39th year of his age.

Drowned in Underhill's Pond on the 6th inst. George Rey

nolds, aged 13 years, adopted son of A. C. Stevens, of this city.