Where do you reside ?' said I. "Turning to Genesis x. 27, he replied, 'At Hadoram, now called Simar by the Arabs: at Uzal, now called Sanan by the Arabs;' and again referring to the same chapter, verse 30th, he continued, 'At Mesha, now called Mecca, in the deserts around those places. We drink no wine, and plant no vineyard, and sow no seed; and live in tents, as Jonadab, our father, commanded us: Hobab was our father, too. Come to us, and you will find us sixty thousand in number; and you see thus the prophecy has been fulfilled, "Therefore, thus saith the Lord of Hosts, the God of Israel, Jonadab, the son of Rechab, shall not want a man to stand before me forever and saying this, Mousa, the Rechabite, mounted his horse and fled away, and left behind a host of evidence in favour of sacred writ."

(c) GOOD EXAMPLE OF A KING. -A heathen king, who had been for years confirmed in the sin of drunkenness, by the evil practices of white men on the Sandwich Islands, had been led to forsake the dreadful habit. He said lately to a missionary, "Suppose you put four thousand dollars in one hand, and a glass of rum in the other, you say you drink this rum I give you four thousand dollars, I no drink it; you say you kill me, I no drink it."

(d) AN EXAMPLE FOR YOUTH. -A little boy in destitute circumstances was put out as an apprentice to a mechanic. For some time he was the youngest apprentice, and of course had to go on errands for the apprentices, and not unfrequently to procure for them ardent spirits, of which all, except himself, partook; because, as they said, it did them good. He however used none; consequently he was often the object of severe ridicule from the older apprentices, because, as they said, he had not sufficient manhood to drink rum. As they were revelling over their poison, he, under their insults and cruelty, often retired and vented his grief in tears. But now every one of the older apprentices, we are informed, is a drunkard, or in the drunkard's grave; and this youngest apprentice, at whom they used to scoff, is sober and respectable, and worth a hundred thousand dollars.

In his employment are about one hundred men, who do not use ardent spirits; and he is exerting upon many thousands an influence in the highest degree salutary, which may be transmitted by them to future generations, and be the means, through grace, of preparing multitudes not only for usefulness and respectability on earth, but for an exceeding and eternal weight of glory.

(e) A PATRIOT'S RESOLVE.—An old man of more than fourscore years, afflicted with a bodily infirmity, for which he had been advised by a physician to use ardent spirit as a medicine, was presented with the total abstinence pledge. After reading it he said,

"That is the thing that will save our country-I will sign it!"

"No," said one, "you must not sign it, because ardent spirit is necessary for you as a medicine."

"I know," said he; "I have used it; but if something is not done, our country will be ruined; and I will not be accessory to its ruin. I will sign it!" "Then," said another, "you will

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Well," said the old man, in the true spirit of '76, "for my country I can die;"

and he signed the pledge, gave up his medicine, and his disease fled away.

It was the remedy that kept up the disease, and when he had renounced the one, he was relieved of the other. So it probably would be in nine cases out of ten where this poison is used as a medicine.

(f) NOT OLD ENOUGH TO NEED IT.-When the subject of forming a Temperance Society began to be agitated in the town of W- it met with strong opposition from a class of temperate drinkers. The persons, however, who were ready to join a Society, were considerable in number, and their character and standing in the community, respectable. Among them was a gentleman who had attained the great age of ninety-one years. When it became known that this hoary veteran of other days was thinking of becoming a member of the Temperance Society, some of his drinking and compassionate neighbours expostulated with him in this manner:-"You have occasionally drunk a little spirit during your whole

life, and it has not injured you; surely it would be folly for you to deny yourself of this beverage for the little remnant of your days. Besides, old people, as their corporeal powers decay, need a little ardent spirit to sustain them." The old man, whose head was whitened with the frosts of 91 winters, replied, "I do not know but old people need ardent spirit; but I am not old enough yet to need it."

5. LESSONS FROM THE BRUTES.

(a) THE MONKEY AND THE DRUNKARD.-Mr. Pollard states that in his drinking days he was the companion of a man in Arundel County, Maryland, who had a monkey which he valued at a thousand dollars. "We always took him out on our chestnut parties. He shook off all our chestnuts for us, and when he could not shake them off, he went to the very end of the limb and knocked them off with his fist. One day we stopped at a tavern, and drank freely. About half a glass of whisky was left, and Jack took the glass, and drank the liquor. Soon he was merry, skipped, hopped, and danced, and set us all into a roar of laughter,-Jack was drunk.

"We all agreed, six of us, that we would come to the tavern the next day, and get Jack drunk again, and have sport all the day. I called at my friend's house the next morning, and we went out for Jack. Instead of being as usual on his box, he was not to be seen. We looked inside, and he was crouched up in a corner. 'Come out,' said his master. Jack came out on three legs; his fore-paws being upon his head. Jack had the headache: I knew what was the matter with him. He felt just as I felt, many a morning. Jack was sick and could not go; so we waited three days. We then went; and while drinking, a glass was provided for Jack. But where was he? Skulking behind the chairs. Come Jack, and drink,' said his master, holding out the glass to him. Jack retreated, and as the door was opened he slipped out, and in a moment was on the top of the house. His master went out to call him down; but he would not come. He got a cow-skin, and shook it at him; but Jack sat on

the ridge-pole, and refused to obey. His master got a gun, and pointed it at him. A monkey is much afraid of a gun. Jack slipped over the back side of the house. His master then got two guns, and had one pointed from each side of the house; and the monkey, seeing his predicament, at once whipped upon the chimney, and got down into one of the flues, holding on by his forepaws! Thus the master was beaten. He kept that monkey twelve years, but could never persuade him to taste another drop of whisky. The beast had more sense than many a man who has an immortal soul, and thinks himself the first and best of God's creatures on earth."

(b) AS DRUNK AS A BEAST.— While Dr. Patton was dining in London with a number of the clergy, one of them remarked, after turning off his glass of wine, "I do not think I am called upon to give up my glass of wine because some men, by using it to excess, make beasts of themselves." The doctor replied, he thought great injustice was done to the beasts by the comparison-that quadrupeds might be deceived once by strong drink, but very rarely the second time. It was left to intelligent man to follow up the habit, until overtaken by destruction. He instanced the case of a goat, whose habit was to follow his master to a beer-shop, where he would sleep under the table while his master was drinking; on one occasion, either by fair or foul means, one of the waiters made the poor goat drunk on vile beer. From that time he would, as usual, follow his master to his drinking haunts, but could never again be tempted to enter, but would wait the movement of his master outside the door.

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guessing, said, “I will tell you, gentlemen, what is the difficulty; we have none of us sent Mr. anything to replenish his decanter lately; and my advice is that we attend to the matter.' Accordingly, on Monday, a full-sized demijohn of "old spirits," or "cogniac," was sent to the Rev. Mr. -, accompanied with a very polite note requesting his acceptance of it from a few friends, as a testimony of their regard.

Our worthy clergyman felt himself at first in somewhat of a dilemma; but wit, invention, and a good conscience, which are sometimes found in close companionship, met in the present instance to help the good minister to "back out" of the difficulty. He took the demijohn to the watering-trough of his stable, and poured therein some of the liquor, and brought his horse to it. Pony expanded his nostrils, and snorted and blew at it, as though he thought it rather too hot, and seemed to say, "What is this?" Next he drove his cow to the trough, to see if she liked it any better than pony. The cow snuffed at it, shook her horns, and went away, with no fondness for such a "villanous potation." Mr. then carried his demijohn to the pigstye, and called his pig out of his bedroom to taste. Piggy grunted and snuffed, dipped his nose into the trough, and coughed, and went back again to finish his nap in his straw.

Mr. then returned to his study, and penned, in substance, the following note to the present-makers, with which he returned the demijohn and its contents:-Gentlemen, with due acknowledgments for your present, received this morning, permit me to say, that I have offered some of it to my horse, my cow, and my swine; but neither of them will drink it. That which neither

horses, cattle, nor hogs will drink, I cannot think to be either useful or safe for man to drink. I beg you to excuse me, therefore, for returning the demijohn and its contents; and believe me, Gentlemen, your most obedient, &c."

(d) THE REFORMED CROWS. -Colonel B. had one of the best farms near the Illinois river. About 100 acres of it were covered with waving corn. When it came up in the spring, the crows seemed determined on its entire destruction. When one was killed, it seemed as though a dozen came to its funeral; and though the sharp crack of the rifle often drove them away, they always returned with its echo. The colonel at length became weary of throwing grass, and resolved on trying the virtue of stones. He sent to the druggist's for a gallon of alcohol, in which he soaked a few quarts of corn, and scattered it over his field. The blacklegs came and partook with their usual relish, and, as usual, they were pretty well "corned;" and there followed a strange cooing and cackling and strutting and swaggering! When the boys attempted to catch them, they were not a little amused at their staggering gait and their zigzag way through the air. At length they gained the edge of the woods, and there, being joined by a new recruit which happened to be sober, they united at the top of their voices in haw-haw-hawking, and shouting either praises or curses of alcohol, it was difficult to tell which, as they rattled away without rhyme or reason. But the colonel saved his corn: as soon as they became sober, they set their faces steadfastly against alcoholnot another kernel would they touch in his field.

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Player. Yes, sir, my name is but I have not the pleasure of being acquainted with you.

L. What! not know your old schoolfellow, Samuel Lowell?

P. What

are you Samuel Lowell?

L. Yes, I am.

P. Well, I am very glad to see you; now tell me your history in five minutes. L. First, my name is Samuel Lowell; I am a dissenting minister at Bristol, where I have lived upwards of twenty years; I have a large family.

P. So, you are a dissenting minister; well, you are a happy man, for you go to your work with pleasure, and perform it with pleasure: you are a happy man. I go to my work like a fool, to please fools: I am not a happy man.

(b) CARLINI AND HIS PHYSICIAN.-A French physician was once consulted by a person who was subject to the most gloomy fits of melancholy. He advised his patient to mix in scenes of gaiety, and particularly to frequent the Italian theatre; and added, "If Carlini does not dispel your gloomy complaint, your case must be desperate indeed." The reply of the patient is worthy the attention of those who frequent such places in search of happiness, as it shows the emptiness and insufficiency of these amusements. Alas, sir, I am Carlini; and while I divert all Paris with mirth, and make them almost die with laughter, I myself am dying with melancholy and chagrin."A similar anecdote is related of a wellknown English buffoon, who consulted an English physician, celebrated for eccentric advice.

(c) DEATH OF PETERSON.The death of Joseph Peterson, an actor long attached to the Norwich company (England), was somewhat remarkable. In October, 1758, he was performing the Duke, in "Measure for Measure." Mr. Moody was the Claudio, and in the third act, where, as the friar, he was preparing Claudio for execution next morning, at these words:

Reason thus with life:

If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing
That none but fools would keep: a breath
Thou art."

(d) THE ACTOR STABBING HIMSELF.-A number of young men were once engaged in acting the tragedy of "Bertram, or the Castle of St. Aldobrand," at Nashville. Mr. J. J. McLaughlin, formerly of Hopkinsville, Kentucky, was engaged to act the part of Bertram, whose part it was during the progress of the play to feign to stab himself. For this purpose he had provided himself with a Spanish knife. "As the tragedy wore to its denouement his excitement increased, and the gloomy spirit of the play was upon him with a power that made a strong impression of reality upon the hearers, and made them shudder as he pronounced the following, accompanied by the plunge of the dagger that brought him to his death:

Bertram hath but one fatal foe on earth,
And he is here.' [Stabs himself.]

It was at this moment that he plunged the weapon into his bosom. It was doubtless the result of the excited feelings of the actor, who had too absorbingly entered into the dreadful spirit of his hero. We charitably suppose that he had no premeditated design of ending his life with the play; but his complete identification of feeling with the part he acted, led him to suicide as a natural consequence.

"The hallucination, if such we may call it, did not end with the plunge of the dagger. His feelings bore him along yet further. There was still, after some exclamations of surprise from the tragic monks, a dying sentence for him to repeat. He went through it with a startling effect:

[With a burst of exultation,]

'I died no felon's deathA warrior's weapon freed a warrior's soul !'

While he was pronouncing these, the last words of the tragedy, his eye and manner were fearfully wild; the blood was falling from his bosom upon the young gentleman who had personated the then lifeless Lady Imogene! As soon as the last words were pronounced, he fell-to rise no more."

7. AFFECTION, CONJUGAL. (a) MAGNANIMOUS HUSBAND. -Philip, surnamed the Good, the founder of that greatness to which the House of Burgundy latterly attained, was, at an early age, married to the Princess Michelea, sister to Charles the Dauphin. The father of Philip was afterwards slain through the villany and perfidiousness of Charles; and on the news being brought to Philip, full of grief and anger, he rushed into the chamber of his wife: "Alas!" said he, my Michelea, thy brother has murdered my father." The Princess, who loved her husband most tenderly, broke out into the most affecting cries and lamentations; and fearful lest this accident should lose her the affections of her spouse, refused all comfort. Philip, the good Philip, however, assured her that she should not be the less dear to him on that account; that the deed was her brother's and none of hers. "Take courage, my wife," said he, “and seek comfort in a husband that will be faithful and constant to thee for ever." Michelea was revived by these tender assurances; nor during the three years longer which she lived, had she occasion to suspect the smallest diminution of Philip's affection and respect.

(b) A WIFE ON THE BATTLE FIELD.-The following heroic conduct of a Hindoo woman was attested by one of the Baptist missionaries in India:

Our friend Mrs. W., who invited our missionaries, to preach at her house, made us a visit yesterday with some others, for the first time. I was much gratified by the zealous spirit which she evinced, as well as by her anxiety to join the church. She had hitherto waited to see if the Lord would bless her endeavours to draw her husband into the right way. See what a blessing this native woman aims to be to her European husband. Before he took her as a slave, she was a Hindoo, of the vilest description. This man was serjeant of artillery in the late war, under

Lord Lake, and had an active part in most of the bloody conflicts of the time. This woman's attachment to her partner him in the heat of every battle, and was so strong, that she accompanied often lent him a hand when exhausted, and supplied his place at the guns. In one of these scenes Mr. W. received a

musket-ball above the temples, which penetrated nearly through his skull, carrying a part of the brass hoop of his hat along with it; and instantly he dropped down, to all appearance dead. She, however, neither lost her fortitude moment, when, in addition to the situnor her affection: even in this trying ation of her partner, the shots were falling like hailstones about her own the intent of performing the last friendly head, she took him upon her back, with office of burying him, and carried him

out of the scene of action!

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DAL RING.-A young gentleman of (c) THE MOTTO ON THE BRIfine intellect, of a noble heart, and one well known to many of our readers, (says the "Hartford Courant,") was sudfrom all the endearments of life. Surdenly snatched by the hand of death rounded by every thing that could make existence pleasant and happy-a wife that idolized him-children that loved him as they only can love, and friends devoted to him; the summons came, and he lay upon the bed of death. a few short years ago, she to whom he was wedded placed a bridal ring upon his finger, upon the inside of which he had a few words privately engraven. The husband would never permit the giver to read them, telling her that the day would come when her wish should be gratified, and she should know the secret. Seven years glided away, and a day or two since, when conscious that he must soon leave his wife for ever, he called her to his bedside, and with his dying accents told her that the hour had at last come when she should see the words upon the ring she had given him. The young mother took it from his cold finger, and, though heart-stricken with grief, eagerly read the words: "I HAVE