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XIII: No. 25. BRADFORD AND NEWBDRY. SATURDAY, JUNE 23, I860. Whole No.

595. sale for it. There the farmer changes his wheat, barley and oats, eggs, poultry and pork, the produce of the garden and the manufacture of his house, for money. The schools are all closed on Saturday, and in the afternoon their dwellings are all neatly scrubbed out, the door-yard is swept of every stick and straw, and all things are made ready for tho day of rest. The sun rises Sunday morning bright and clear, the air is fresh and invigorating the sweet odor of flowers and the songs of birds are borne on the passing breeze the bells, morning bells." call the inhabitants out to Mass.

The roads are thronged with happy peasantry on their way to the village church. Arrived there, the solemn and impressive rites of their religion are being enacted. The church is beautifully decorated hundreds of candles burn before the altar, the smoke of incense fills the vaulted roof and ascends to heaven. Hence go up the same prayers and supplications, here are used the same imprecations and benedictions, that have been pronounced from every Catholic church in every clime for hundreds of years. Not long since it was the custom to hold an auction in front of the church door after Mass, at which all kinds of articles were sold; but this practice has been stopped by act of Parliament, I believe.

Very few attend Vespers they go home at noon and have a jolly time of it in going in gangs from neighbor to neighbor. We will now leave our habitant for a few weeks again. Preparations for the coming Exhibition are steadily progressing. A reception-fund is accumulating, to which some have subscribed as high as $400. A splendid building is being erected in which will be placed the various productions of the Provitice.

His Excellency, the Commander of the Forces' residence, is to be put in order for tho reception of the Prince of Wales. At Quebec he will occupy the Parliament buildings, which will be fitted up for him while at Ottawa the Victoria Hall will receive His Royal Highness. It is understood he will stop here but four days. A word about the snow storm, though it occurred some days since. On Sunday morning, May 20th, the leaves of the forest trees being two-thirds grown, apple and cherry trees being partly in blossom, it blew and snew most furiously for several hours the ground wa3 white with snow, though it melted fast.

Monday stumped the State together, or nearly so making speeches usually on alternate days at each place, and each addressing large audiences at great length, sometimes fourhours together. Mr. Lincoln, in these elaborate speeches, evinced a thorough mastery of the principles of political economy which underlie the tariff question, and presented arguments in favor of the protective policy with a power and conclusiveness rarely equaled, and at the same time in a manner so lucid and familiar and so well interspersed with happy illustrations and apposite anecdotes, as to establish a reputation which he has never since failed to maintain, as the ablest leader in the Whig and Republican ranks in the great West. In 1846 he was elected to Congess, and served out his term, and would have been reelected had he not declined to be a candidate. He steadily and earnestly opposed the annexation of Texas, and labored with all his pow- ers in behalf of the Wilmot Proviso.

In the National Convention of 1848, of which he 1 was a member, he advocated the nomination of General Taylor, and sustained the nomination by an active canvass in Illinois and Indiana. From 1840 to 1854 Mr. Lincoln was engaged assiduously in the practice of his profession, and being deeply immersed in business, was beginning to lose his interest in politics, when the scheming ambition and groveling selfishness of an unscrupulous aspirant to the Presidency brought about the repeal of the Missouri Compromise. The act of baseness and perfidy aroused the sleeping lion, and he prepared for new efforts. He threw himself at once into the contest that followed, and fought the battle of freedom on the ground of his former conflicts in Illinois with more than his accustomed energy and zeal.

Those who recoiled the tremendous battle fought in Illinois that year, will award to Abraham Lincoln fully three-fourths of the ability and unwearying labor which resulted in the mighty victory that gave Illinois her first republican legislature, and placed Lyman Trumbull in the Senate of the United States. The first and greatest debate of that year oamo off between- Lincoln and Douglas at Springfield, during the progress of the State Fair, in October. We remember the event as vividly as though it occurred yeBterday. The affair came off on the fourth day of October, 1854. The State Fair had been in progress two days, and the capital was full of all manner of men.

The Nebraska bill had been passed on the previous twenty-second of May. Mr. Douglas had returned to Illinois to meet an outraged constituency. He bad made a fragmentary speech in Chicago, the filling up each hiatus in a peculiar and good-humored way. lie called the people a mob they called him a rowdy.

The mob had the best of it, both then and at the election which succeeded. Tho notoriety of all these events had stirred up the politics of the State from bottom to top. Hundreds of politicians had met at Springfield expecting a tournament of an unusual character Douglas Brecsc, Koerner, Lincoln, Trumbull, Mat-tcson, Yates, Codding, John Calhoun (of the order of the Candle Box,) John M. Palmer, the whole house of the McOonnells, Singleton, (known to fame in the Mormon War,) Thos. -L.

Harris, and a host of others. Several speeches were made before, and several after, the passage between Lincoln and Douglas, but that was justly held to be the event of the season. During this exciting oampaign Mr. Linooln pressed the slavery issue upon the people of Central and Southern Illinois, who were largely made up of the emigration from Kentuoky, Tennessee, Virginia and North Carolina, with all the power of his miOL He felt the foroa of the moral causes that must influence the question, and he never failed to appeal to tho moral sentiment of the people in aid of the argument drawn from political sources, and to illuminate his theme with the lofty inspiration of an eloquence pleading for the rights of humanity. A revolution swept the State.

For the first time a majority of the Legislature of Illinois was opposed to the Democratic administration of the Federal Government. A United States Senator was to be elected in the place of Gencrul Shields who had yielded to the influenoe of his loss scrupulous colleague, and, against his own better judgment, had voted for the Kansas-Nebraska act. The election came on, and a number of ballots were taken, the almost united opposition voting steadily for Linooln, but the anti-Nebraska Democrats for Trumbull. Mr. Lincoln became apprehensive that those men who had been eleoted as Democrats, though opposed to Judge Douglas, would turn upon some third candidate, of less decided convictions than Judge Trumbull, and possibly elect a Senator who had little'or nothing in common with the then inchoate Republican party.

To prevent such a consummation, he went personally to his friends, and by strong persuasions, induced them to vote for Trumbull. He thus secured by an act of generous self-saorifice, triumph for the cause of right, and an advocate of it on the floor of the Senate, not inferior, in earnest zeal for tho principles of Republicanism, to any member of that body. Some of his friends on the floor of the Legislature, wept like children when constrained by Mr. Linooin's personal appeals to desert him and unite on Trumbull. It is proper to say in this connection, that between Trumbull and Lincoln tho most cordial relations have always existed, and that the feeling of envy or rivalry is not to be found in cither.

From his thorough convictions of the growing magnitudo oi the slave question and of the need of a strong effort to preserve the territories to freedom, Mr. Lincoln was among the first to join in the formation of the Republican party, although tbe publio opinion around him was strongly adverse to that movement. lie exerted himself for tho organization of the Republican forces in Illinois, and attended tbe first Republican Convention held in the state. This was in Bloomington in May, 1856. His speech in that Convention was of surprising power and eloquence, and produced great effect.

In the contest of that year, Mr. Lincoln was at the head of the Illinois eleotoral ticket, and labored earnestly, though vainly, to wrest that state from the grasp of the pro-slavery Democracy, with tho walking magazine of mischief," as Douglas has been appropriately called, at his head. We need not refer to the Great Campaign of 1858, so fresh in the recollection of all readers, farther than to subjoin tho result of the vote on members of the legislature, to wit The gentlemen whose names follow, are also engaged as uomributors to this paper CHARLES C. DEWEY, K. OS WELL.

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A discount will be made to yearly advertisers. Advertisements will be inserted till forbid (tf) unless otherw ise ordered. Original. MV MOTHER'S BIRTHDAY. Another year has rolled its course, And brought thy birthday round; It is the tenth one since in bliss Thou wast an angel crowned.

To us who still this earth-life lead, Are many changes known, Each month and year that hurries by Have marked on all its own. Each changing season tells its tale Of bloom and qrick decay; The seed-time and the harvest come, And then the winter's day. Nor is 't alone on Nature's, face The tale of change is told; Our lives have not been passed by While time's swift cycle rolled. Some joy some grief we'ye ever known, For mingled strangely here Are happiness and sorrow found, The sunshine and the tear. But thou hast passed beyond earth's joys, Its pains we left behind 0, happy they who from its cares, A rest eternal find! Within those mansions of the blest, Unnumbered eyes roll; Time, with its birthday, heedeth not The ever living soul.

But while we count the rolling years, If we but wise will be, And work through each our mission well, 'Twill bring us nearer thee. Dear Mother, from the heavenly skies, Watch o'er us while we roam, And with thy angel presence near, 0, guide us to that home! June, 1860. BREEZES FROM CANADA. So. XII.

A Year with a Canadian. Farmer, continued The Prince of Wales The Snow Storm, djfc, Montreal, I. June 13, 1860. Mr. Editor: Your readers may have forgotten that, in our last, we were stopping with an old habitant out in the country that we then took a view of the scenery around our new home that we were there in the spring-time and Baw the farmer committing the seed into the earth.

Let them be with me again for a few moments while the Canadian farmer passes before them in all the glory, and amidst the labors of the summer months. Come, you who dwell in the southern cities, breathing in the hot air which hardly imparts vitality enough to the red current of life to send it through the arteries of your bodies where all kinds of insects, loathsome to behold, are generated in millions where the seeds of the most frightful diseases float in every breeze, ready to germinate and take root where there is the least derangement in the human system you who live in the far West, where the wild Tornado daily rides o'er the prairies, borne along by the rushing, waring winds, to which the lightning can hardly add speed you, too, whose abodes are in the valleys and amongst the dizzy hills of New England, where the rocky soil yields a reluctant harvest to your severe labors come, all, look in upon my Canadian home, this Paradise on earth. Things around have greatly changed since early spring. The neighboring hamlets are half concealed by green clumps of trees or majestic, scattered elms. The sun then shone glaringly down upon the naked earth now the fields are green with the vegetation just burst into life, and every blade of grass whispers its song of praise to the passing breeze which bears away the swelling anthem to the Cause of all existence.

The tender blades of wheat, of barley and of oats, which now spring up on many a broad acre, show how diligently the farmer has employed the seed-time of the year. As the Canadian farmer plants very little, he has not much hoeing to do and the long days in June, so painfully spent, by the Vermont farmer, in keeping the weeds down amongst his corn and potatoes, are passed in comparative ease. In fact not half of them ever saw a regular hoe they have a great heavy, clumsy thing, resembling a pick quite as much as a hoe, which they call a pioch. When their sowing is dote they have not much to do until haying, and their time is parsed in happy inactivity. As the season for making hay approaches, you will see as you pass along the road the manufacture of forks begin.

They are made of a little staddle, of the required size, by leaving the two prongs eighteen or twenty inches long, which serve as tines and as they seldom find them having the proper crook, they give them this by fastening them for some days into the rail fence. The num bers you see by the way-side attest that they are in general use. The Canadians prefer them to any ethers, and as they load hay on to their carts, are more convenient than tho most finish ed forks would be. It is curious to notice how a whole population do the same thing in just the same way, and how differently they do it from another race of men. It is a distinctive mark of charactor, and this simple fact of the Canadian putting hay upon his cart, compared with the Yankee putting it upon his, would enable a philosopher to tell what the two races of men were, and wherein they differed, just as surely as he could tell to what an extent those who built the Pyramids must have been civilized.

The Canadian has his hay raked in small piles of twelve to fifteen pounds, and under them he nently thrusts his long-tined wood fork and carefully lays them upon the load. He could not sweat at it if he should try it plainly shows that he takes the world easily. See now the blustering yaukee getting in hay he has it in great piles over the field, and stabs the fork deeply into them, taking up as much as he can possibly lift. Great drops of sweat come rolling down his flushed visage you at once see that he is id a hurry-that he goes whistling through the world by steam. The season for cutting hay commences here from the 20th to the last of July.

The grain-harvest treads close upon the heels of haying. It is astonishing how rapidly vegetation advances in this latitude. Wheat sown at this season of the year is ready for the reaper by the middle ot September; corn becomes accustomed to growing to maturity in a very Bhort time and when taken south, hurries, as it were, for the first year or two to ripen in an equally short space of time, not knowing that it baa beea toanplanted from ita native olie.o Shortly it learns to loiter by the way and in three or four years' time it occupies many more days in coming to maturity, than it did here. All hands help gather in the grain as well as the hay. The grain is mostly cut with the sick le.

The brothers and sisters reap together through the long autumn days, as they while away the wearisome hours in smoking, badinage and song. How many demoiselles think you there are in all yankee-dom who would or could go into the fields and reap Very few, I think but it would impart new life into their systems if they would do some such thing they would soon possess lungs capable of containing more than one pint of air at an inhalation their children would feel the new impulse of life imparted to them aod consumption would pass by thousands on whom he now fastens his skeleton fingers. Canadians count their harvests by bundles, which are very larger-three or four of them yielding a bushel and always bound in a withe. One dollar an arpent (a little more than an acre) is the price usually paid for reaping and binding. A more pleasing sight cannot be imagined than is presented of an af ternoon in harvest-time hundreds of teams can be seen in all directions, loading, laden, and going to load with the golden produce of the fields.

I can never behold it without thinking of those enchanting scenes described in the Georgics of Virgil, centuries ago, in sunny Italy once happy, now how miserable But let us look about the house a little. The garden attracts your attention. Plum and cher ry-trees surround it. It is neatly and tastefully laid out containing great quantities of onions, cabbage, and is ornamented with flowers of various kinds. The interior of the house is always neat they never wash their floors with a mop do not know what such a thing is but always scrub it with a stiff brush and a cloth, down on their knees and one hand.

The same articles of furniture, made just in the same way, and arranged in the same manner are in every Canadian house. They eat much fat pork, but the climaie admits of it without injury to the health. Soup is regularly served once a day pies they hardly know how to make warm cakes they seldom eat bread, wheat bread, may truly be said to be the staff of life with them. They make great quantities at a time enough to last a week or more in the out-door ovens I have pointed out to you before. The loaves are always of one size and of just such a form, baked on the bottom of the oven.

The blood of all animals slaughtered for use is carefully saved and used for food. When a sheep, a hog or a turkey is to be butchered you will see the good woman standing by, with her sleeves rolled up and a pail to catch the blood. It is cooked in various ways. They never scald a hog to get the bristles off, but pile a lot of straw upon him and burn them off. Those who have seen scalded pork prefer that which has been burned and the butchers in the city ac tually have to keep that which has been burned to supply some of their customers.

Altogether their mode of living is more healthy than that of the New Englanders. The Canadian has very few taxes to pay in comparison with the people of any other country on earth. He has a small school tax, a less road tax and a still less muueipal tax to pay the Feudal laws are almost or quite abolished there are do more lods et ventes or commutation fines to pay the rights oibanalite are done away with, and the farmer has nothing to complain of. A property which in Vermont would be taxed, say fifty dollars, would not have to pay five here. This would make a great difference in a few years.

It may not occur to all of your readers how this state of things can exist but it must be borne in mind that we have but one government here no double gear about it and that is supported by excise, customs, the sale of public lands, while with you the general government swallow these all down, and leave each state to provide for its own expenses. This is one great objection to a federation of states here. Almost every range in the French country has its mechanics of all kinds the shoemaker and blacksmith, cooper and cart-maker, tailoress and tinker are convenient to all. Much time is thus saved to the farmer in getting his needed repairs and he can often pay the mechanic in farm pro duce. These shops serve as a kind of rendezvous where those who have an idle hour assemble Here some of them pass the long winter evenings and the rainy summer days, while the news and the scandal of the range are discussed.

Let me say here, in a parethesis if you please, what shall remain as a standing apology for the past and the future, that I frequently have occa sion to spaak of the yankees, in these letters, in compairson with people and things here, some times to their advantage, sometimes otherwise; that I never intend any disrespect to themselves, their opinions or to their ways, as I was once a yankee myself, but have been away so long, that, according to physiologists, every particle of matter composing my body has been more than once cast off and another particle has taken its place that the language, the customs and ways of these people are quite as familiar to me as those of my native land, and I may frequent ly be wrong in my opinions. Nothing, perhaps, shows more clearly the natural disposition of the Canadian to take the world easily than the general practice of giving out their farms on a life-rent. No sooner has he acquired a property whose yearly produce is suf ficient to support him, than he gives it out to some one of his relation, and retires from active life, to pass the remainder of his days in undis turbed repose. A great proportion of the vil lages is composed of such persons who are liv ing on the yearly rents they receive. Here from morning till night, from January to Janua- ry, he smokes his pipe and telb stories, tell sto-; ries and smokes his pipe.

How different from the yankee! he sticks to all he has acquired, is always desirous for more, and hangs to his wealth until he is torn from it by death. Un less this life is simply a life of toil and vexation the Canadian acts the more rational part. Oq Friday evening the labors of the week may be said to close in our habitant's dwelling, Saturday is the regular market day, and thou sands flock to the market-towns on those davs. You will recollect that I gave you an account of these markets in a former number. They all kinds of iana njcoduoe and, find, xeadj spelling book, attacked the catechism, went from man's chief end" to the Commandments'' in a fortnight, and at last came home inordinarily merry, to tell his father he had got to Amen." After this he made a regular business of saying over the whole every Sunday evening, standing with his hands folded in front, and his checked apron smoothed down, occasionally giving a glance over his shoulder to see if papa was attending.

Being of a very benevolent turn of mind, he made several efforts to teach Rose the catechism, in which he succeeded as well as could be expected. In short, without further detail, Master Edward bade fair to be a literary wonder. But alas for poor little Edward, his merry dance was soon over. A day came when he sickened. Aunt Betsey tried her whole herbarium, but in vain he grew rapidly worse and worse.

His father sickened in heart, but said nothing he staid by his bedside day and night, trying all means to save with affecting pertinacity. Can't you think of anything more, doctor said he to the physician, when everything had been tried in vain. Nothing," answered the physician. A slight convulsion passed over my uncle's face. Then the Lord's will be done said he.

Just at that moment a ray of the setting sun pierced the checked curtains, and gleamed like an angel's smile acioss the face of the little sufferer. He awoke from a disturbed sleep. Oh, dear, oh, I am so sick he gasped feebly. His father raised him in his arms he breathed easier and looked up with a grateful smile. Just then bis old playmate, the cat crossed the floor.

There goes pussy," said he, Oh, dear, I never shall play with pussy any more." At that moment a deadly change passed over his face, he looked up to his father with an imploring expression and put out his hands. There was one moment of agony, and tbe sweet features settled with a smile of peace, and mortality was swallowed up in life. My unole laid him down, and looked one moment at his beautif ul face it was too much for his pride, and he lifted up his voice and wept. Tbe next morning was the Sabbath, the funeral day and it roue with breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom. Uncle Abel was calm and collected as- ever but in his face there was a sorrow-stricken expression that could not be mistaken.

I remember him at family prayers, bending over the great Bible, and beginning the psalm, Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations." Apparently he was touched by the melancholy and splendor of the poetry for after reading a few verses he stopped. There was a dead sileuce, interrupted only by the tick of the clock. He cleared his voice repeatedly, and tried to go on, but in vain. He closed the book and knelt in prayer. The energy of sorrow broke through his formal reverence, and his language flowed forth with a deep and sorrowful pathos which I have never forgotten.

The God so much reverenced, so much feared, seemed to draw near to him as a friend and comforter, to be his refuge and strength, a very present help in time of trouble." My uncle arose I saw him walk towards the room of the departed one I followed and stood with him over the dead. He uncovered his face. It was set with the seal of death, but oh, how surprisingly lovely was the impression The brilliancy of life was gone but tbe face was touched with the mysterious, triumphant brightness which seems like the dawning of heaven. My uncle looked long and steadily. He felt the beauty of what he gazed on his heart was softened, but he had no words for his feelings.

He left the room unconsciously, and stood at the front door. The balls were ringing for church the morning was bright and birds were singing merrily, and the little pet squirrel of little Edward was frolicking about the door. My uncle watched him as he ran, first up one tree, then another, then over the fence, whisking his brush and chattering as if nothing was the matter. With a deep sigh Uncle Abel broke forth, How happy that creature is! well, the Lord's will be done." That day the dust was committed to the dust amid the lamentations of all who had known little Edward. Years have passed since then and my uncle has long been gathered to his fathers, but his just and upright spirit has entered the liberty of the sons of God.

Yes, the good man may have opinions which the phil osophical scorn, weaknesses at which the thoughtless smile, but death shall change him into all that is enlightened, wise and refined. Ie shall shine as the brightness of the firmament and as the stars forever and ever." The Most Powerful Fens. It was a foolish wish of the poet's Oh for a pen plucked from a seraph's wing What good could that do him Had he ask ed for the loan of the seraph's living hand, there would have been wisdom in the request. If the seraphic power be in the poet, the smallest humming-bird's quill will serve to give it expression and if that power be want ing, be will write as a weakling even with a seraph's pen-feather. A man's hand is his pen, and, as necessity demands, he supplements its short-comings now by one weapon or tool, now by another.

A sword is sometimes the best pen sometimes an axe sometimes a chisel sometimes a needle a bit of copper an iron wire a piece of loadstone a lump of chalk a metal punch a burnt stick a split reed or feather a bundle of bristles a drop of chemical liquid a ray of light a ray of darkness. In so far then as these and all other pens but supplement the hand, which is the true pen, I place it side by side with the eye, the true paper. On each of those, and all the supplementary pens, I would willingly linger. Volumes might be written on them. The Burnt Stick, the pen of common humanity, of which the pencil and the writing-pen are simple modifications The Brush, the fine-art pen, equivalent to the burnt stick, changed from the rigid immobility, which was all that prosaio reality needed, into the pliant hair-tassel, obedient to every motion of the idealist's hand Tbe Chisel, the architect's and sculptor's lithographic pen, with which cathedrals and Sebastopols are written in granite, and gods and men in marble! The Printer's Type, the pen of civilization, with which nation speaks to nation, and.io ihese latter days, God speaks to all men The Electric Telegraph, the world's shorthand pen, which strings together the cities of the globe like beads upon its wire, and makes it the same time of day with them all! The Actinic Ray, nature's photographic pen, with which the stars write to each other; the newest, and, in some respects, most wonderful of pens which.

ro.au baa nnqnirtirl' BfiifHiiYftm't Mag Uncle Abel and Little Edward. BY HARRIET BEECHER STOWE. Were any of you born in New England, in the good old catechising, school-goiDg orderly times If you were you must retember my Uncle Abel, the most perpendicular, upright, downright, good man, that ever labored six days and rested on the Sabbath. You remember his hard, weather-beaten countenance, where every line seemed to be drawn with a pen of iron and the point of a diamond his considerate gray eyes that moved over the objects as if it were not best to be in a hurry about seeing; the circumspect opening and shutting of his mouth his down-sitting and up-rising all of which appeared to be performed with a conviction atbre-tbought, in short, the whole ordering of his life and conversation, which was, according to the tenor of the military order, to the right about face forward march Now, if you have supposed from all this triangularism of exterior that this good man bad nothing kindly within, you are much mistaken. You often find the greenest grass under a snow drift and though my uncle's mind was not exactly of flower-garden kind, still there was an abundance of wholesome and kindly vegetation there.

It is true he seldom laughed, and never joked himself; but no man had a more serious and weighty conviction of what a good joke was in another; and when some excellent witticism was dispensed in his presence, you might see Uncle Abel's faca slowly relax into an expression of solemn satisfaction, and he would look at the author with a certain quiet wonder, as if it was astonishing how such a thing could ever come into a man's head. Uncle Abel also had some relish for the fine arts, in proof whereof I might adduce the pleasure with which he gazed at the plates in his family Bible tbo likeness whereof I presume you never any of you saw and he was also such an eminent musician that he could go through the singing book at a sitting, without the least fatigue, beating time like a windmill all the way. He had, too, a liberal hand though his liberality was by the rule of three and practice. He did to bis neighbors exactly as he would be done by he loved some things in this world sincerelyhe loved his God much, but be honored and feared him more he was exact with others, he was more exact with himself and expected his God to be more exact still. Everything in Uncle Abel's house was in the same time, place, manner and form, from year's end to year's end.

There was old Master Rose, a dog after his own heart, who always walked as if he were learning the multiplication table. There was an old clock forever ticking away in the kitchen corner. There were the never-failing supply of red peppers and onions hanging over the chimney. There were the yearly hollyhocks and morn ing blooming around the windows. There was the "best room" with its sanded floor, and evergreen asparagus bushes, its cupboard with a glass door in one corner, and the stand with the Bible and almanac on it in the other.

There was Aunt Betsey, who never looked any older, because she always looked as old as she could who always dried her catnip and wormwood last of September, and began to clean house tbe first af May. In short, this was the land of continuance. Old Time never seemed to take it into his head to practice either addition, substraction or multiplication on the sum total. This Aunt afore-named, was the neatest and most efficient piece of human machinery that ever operated in forty places at once. She was always everywhere, predominating over and seeing to everything and though my uncle bad been twice married, Aunt sey's rule and authority had never been bro ken.

She reigned over his wives when living, and reigned after them when dead; and so seemed likely to reign to the end of the chap ter. But my uncle s. last wife left Aunt Bet sey a much less tractable subject to manage than had ever fallen to her lot before. Little Edward was the child of my uncle's old age, and a brighter, merrier little blossom never grew on the edge of an avalanche. He had been committed to the nursing of his grand mamma until he arrived at the age of discretion, and then my old uncle's heart yearned towards him, and he was sent for at home.

His introduction into the family excited a terrible sensation. Never was there such a contemner of dignities, such a violater of such high places and sanctities, as this very Master Edward. It was all in vain to try to teach him decorum. He was the most outrageously merry little elf that ever shook a head of curls, amd it was all the same to him whether it was Sabbath day or any other day. He laughed and frolicked with every-body and everything that came in his way, not even excepting his solemn old father and when you saw him with his arms round the old man's neck, and his bright blue eyes and blooming cheek pressing out by tbe black face of Uncle Abel, you almost fancied that you saw spring caressing winter.

Uncle Abel's metaphysics were sorely puzzled how to bring this sparkling dancing compound of spirit and matter into any reasonable shape, for he did mischief with an energy and perseverance that were truly astonishing. Once he scoured the floor with Aunt Betsey's Scotch snuff, and once he spent half an hour in trying to make Hose wear her speotacles. In short, there was po use but the right one to which he did not put everything that came in his way. But Uncle Abel was most of all puzzled to know what to do with him on the Sabbath, for on that day Master Edward seemed to exert himself particularly to be entertaining. Edward must not play on Sunday," his father would say, and then Edward would shake his curls and walk ont of tbe room as grave as the catechism, but tho next moment you might see pussy scampering in dismay through the best room" with Edward at her heels, to the manifest discomfort of Aunt Betsey and all others in authority.

At last my uncle came to the conclusion that it wasn't in natur' to teach him better, and that he would no more keep Sunday than the brook down in the lot." My poor uncle he did not know what was the matter with bis heart but certain it was he had lost all faculty of scolding when little Edward was in the case, though he would stand rubbing his spectacles a quarter of an hour longer tnan common, wnen Aunt xsetsey was detail ing his witticisms and clever doings. But in progress of time our hero compassed his third year and arrived at the dignity of eoimz to Ha weak UlMhrioaalj thioagb. th From the Chicago Press and Journal. Abraham Lincoln. Abraham Lincoln is a native of Hardin county, Kentucky.

He was born on tbe 12th day of February, 1808. His parents were both from Virginia, and were certainly not of the first families. His paternal grandfather, Abraham Lincoln, emigrated from Rockingham county, Virginia, to Kentucky, about ol or where a year or two later he was killed by Indians, not in battle, but by stealth, while he was laboring to open a farm in the forest. His ancestors, who were respectable members of the Society of Friends, went to Virginia from Berks county, Pennsylvania. Descendants of the same stock still reside in the eastern part of that State.

Mr. Lincoln's father, at the death of his father, was but six years of age, and he crew up literally without education. He removed from Kentucky to what is now Spencer coun ty, Indiana, in lolb. The family reached their new home about the time the state was admitted into the Union. The region in which they settled was rude aud wild, and they endured, for some years, the hard expe rience of a frontier life, in which the strusgle with nature for existence and security is to b) maintained only by constant vigilance.

liears, wolves and other wild animals still infested the woods, and young Lincoln acquired more skill in the use of the rifle than knowl edge of books. There were institutions here and there known by the flattering denomination ot schools," but no qualification was required of a teacher beyond readin', writin' and cypherin'," as the vernacular phrase ran, as far as the rule of three. If a Btraggler supposed to understand Latin, happened to sojourn in the neighborhood, he was looked upon as a wizard, and regarded with an awe suited to so mysterious a character. Hard work and plenty of it was the order of the day, varied, indeed, by an occasional bearhunt, a not unfrequent deer chase.or other wild sport. Of course when young Lincoln came of age he was not a scholar.

lie could read and write, and had some knowledge of arithmetic, but that was about all; and as yet, he had but little ambition to know more of what was to be found in books. His attainments otherwise were not to be despised. He bad grown to be six feet four inches in stature, was active and athletic, could wield the axe, direct the plow, or use the rifle, as well as the best of his compeers, and was fully up to all the mysteries of prairie farming, and fully inured to hardship and toil. Since he arrived at age he has not been to school. Whatever his acquirements are, they have been picked up from time to time as opportunity occurred, or as the pressure of some exigency demanded.

At twenty-one he removed to Illinois, and passed the first year in Macon county, in active labor on a farm, where he and a fellow laborer (named Hanks) split three thousand rails in the year 1830. It will be interesting to the millions before whom he is now placed as a candidate for the highest office in the gift of a free people, to know that he once man aged a flat boat on the Ohio River. Tbe anecdotes which he sometimes relates to his friends of his maratime experience before the introduction of steam upon our western rivers, are indescribably laughable. From Macon county he went to New Salem, in what is now Menard oounty, where he remained about a year. Then came the Black Hawk war.

A company of volunteers was raised in New Salem and the surrounding country, and young Lincoln was elected captain a success which he has since said, gave him moro pleasure than he has ever sinoe enjoyed. He served with credit during the campaign, and became popular. Returning to Sangamon county, he learned the art of survevins. and prosecuted that profession until the financial crash of 1837 destroyed the value of real estate and ruined the business the result of whioh was that young Lincoln's surveying apparatus was sold on execution by the sheriff. Nothing daunted by this turn of ill luck, he directed his attention to the law, and borrowing a few books from a neighbor, which he took from the office in the evening and returned in the morning, he learned the rudiments of the profession in which he has since become so distinguished, by the light of a fireplace.

About this time tbe Whigs of his oounty conferred upon him a nomination for the Legislature. He was successful in this and three succeeding elections, by triumphant majorities. While a member of the Legislature he first gave indications of his superior powers as a debater, and he increased, by frequent practice his natural faculty for publio speaking. lie improved industriously the opportunities that were here offered of self-cultivation. From the position of a 'subaltern in the ranks of the whig party a position that was appropriately assigned him by his unaffected modesty and humble pretentions he soon became recognized and acknowledged as a champion and a leader, and his unvarying courtesy, good nature and genial manners, united with an utter disinterestedness and abnegation of self, made him a universal favorite.

During his legislative period he continued his law 3tudies, and removing to Springfield he opened an office and engaged actively in practice. Business flowed in upon him, and he rose rapidly to distinction in his profession. He displayed remarkable ability as an advocate in jury trials, and many of his law arguments were master-pieces of logical reasoning. There was no refined artifioiality in his forensic efforts. They all bore the stamp of masculine common sense and he had a natural, easy mode of illustration, that made the most abstruse subjects appear plain.

His success, at the bar, however, did not withdraw his attention from politics. For many years he was the wheel horse" of the whig party in Illinois, and was on the eleotoral ticket in several Presidential campaigns. At such times he canvassed the State with bis usual vigor and ability. He was an ardent friend of Henry Clay, and exerted himself powerfully in his behalf in 1844, traversing the entire State of Illinois, and addressing publio meetings daily until near the close of the campaign, when becoming convinced that bis labors in that field would be unavailing, he orosed over into Indiana, and continued his efforts op to the day of election. The contest of that year in Illinois was mainly on the tariff question.

Mr. Lincoln, on the Whig side, and John C. Calhoun, on the Democratio side, were the heads of the opposing eleotorial tickets. Calhoun, late of Nebraska, now dead, was then in the full vigor of his powers, and was ao-oouated the ablest debater of bianaitjv The morning we had quite a freeze. If I mistake not the freeze with you was on Tuesday morn ing, May 22nd, when we had none here.

In this vicinity very little damage was done, for things were not quite far enough advanced. The spring has been dry, though things look well for the time of year. Dame Nature has just well decked herself in the first, fresh green of sum mer. Je suis, etc. S.

M. Not Alone, When Alone. Alone say not I am alone Do you not see that little sunbeam dancing so gracefully It peeps ever and anon ever my shoulder, and shrinks back as if blushing to see itself the subject of eulogisin. Welcome, Bunbeam for thou hast come from a world far brighter than this 'tis thou who gildest the angels crown and throwest a halo of light where'er thou dwellest. The ocean welcomes thee, and ceases for a while its heaving for to its bosom a sacred guest is clasped.

The sea- nymphs woo thy gaze the untold wealth ot the sea thou beholdest, while man cannot give one glance at tbe many mysteries and beauties concealed beneath its profound depths. Thou hast come to bring good tidings to tbe weary, and thou whisperest, There is rest in And thou hast visited the lonely cell, too, where the poor criminal is incarcerated in chains thou art kind, indeed, to think of him to wander from so bright a home to cheer the unfortunate. Speak Well of Others. If the disposi tion to speak well of others was universally prevalent, the world would become a perfect Paradise. The opposition is the Pandora-box, which, when opened, fill every house and neighborhood with pain and sorrow.

How many enmities and heart burnings flow from this source How much happiness is interrupted and destroyed Envy, jealousy, and the malignant spirit of evil, when they find vent by. the lips, go forth on their mission lite foul fiends, iuverv one has his imper fections and in the conduct of the best there will be occasional faults which might seem to justify animadversion. It is a good rule, however, when there is occasion for fault finding, to do it privately. It is a proof of interest in an individual, which will generally be taken kindly, if the manner of doing it is not offensive. The common and unchristian rule, on the contrary, is to proclaim the failing of others to all but themselves.

This is unchristian, and shows a despicable heart. Life's Happiest Period. Kingsley gives his evidence on this disputed point. He thus gives his evidence There is no pleasure that I have ever experienced like a child's midsummer's holiday. The time, I mean, when two or three of us used to go away up tbe brook and take our dinners with us, and come home at night, tired, dirty, happy, scratched beyond recognition, with a great nosegay, three little trout, and one shoe, the other one having been used for a boat, till it had gone down with all hands out of sound ings.

How poor our Derby days, our Green wich dinners, our evening parties, where there are plenty ot nice girls, are after that De pend upon it, a man never experiences such pleasure or grief after fourteen as be does before, unless in some cases' in his first love- making, when the sensation is new to him." Ma. Sdmner's Speech Illustrated. In Og lethorpe county a planter named William Smith was murdered by one of his slaves on Saturday, and the slave was burnt at the stake on Monday. Vengeance slept one day in order that it might not break the sabbatu. I he trag edy illustrates the barbarism of slavery," both in its effects on the slaves and slaveholders.

Burning at the stake is about as decided an evi dence of barbarism as is exhibited anywhere on the planet in this century. Tt in rumored that the Grand Trunk Rrail iv rVtmnnnv have been ouietlv buving UD the Harlem stock, at the present low prices, with a view to build the Lebanon Springs Road from Chatham Four Corners to Bennington, a dis-uxnnn nf fnrtv-twn miles, which is oartlv graded; thus by controlling the Harlem Railroad, the Uraod Trunk Itailway uoinpany wouiu oo auie tr swiim frir t.Viamanlvns direct line from Montreal, Canada, to the city of New York, over tbe uwtMsa Argus. litu- For ABRAHAM LINCOLN For STEFHEN A. DOUGLAS 125,275. By reason, however, of the flagrant apportionment of the State in Legislative Districts, by whioh a majority of the members are always elected by a minority of the people, Mr.

Douglas was, as is well known, returned to the Senate. In private life he is literally unimpeachable. Among all who know him his most acceptable and at the same time appropriate soubriquet, is that by which he is most widely .) known "HONEST OLD ABB." Mok Indian Outrages. The correspondent of the St Louis Republican reports Indian out-' rages in various parts of Arizona. A train of twenty-four mules with sugar, from Sonora, was uttacked by the Apaches and Captured, five persons being killed.

All the mules at Ewell and Dragoon Springs stations on the overland mail route have also been stolen, and the route is without protection and liable to interruption. Fort Fillmore is garrisoned with ten Hick men, and tbe commanding officer whs applied to foe xai fvoionteara but refuaed them. 4.