VOLUME.

CAPE ISLAND. NEW JERSEY, THURSDAY. FEBRUARY 9,1S60.

NUMBER 3d.

* mra AYTAuzmifiE

“F*lk«r 2 Um bomr u dark and gloomj,

Hombljr I bow More tkj tfarona, And if Uua Uttar copay doom be, I only aay •Tbr will be done.' Bat for ay bleeding country bear

One prayer. Umeen-by aortal eyea,

I come to offer all tbet'a dear .7* ana—a wiUisg aacriCce.

•If I bare erred, epare not tby band ;

Let all the panirboent be nine ;

*J«. from my teeadi ayaaUn.tead, Father! wiULoid tby wrath divine 1

'Gainat ate let eoeale* prevai;.

And all tny bard-worn honor* taka ;

Bet hearken Father! to the wall Tby asfferiag children make. •If on the deatbleM roll* of fame I bad too fondly hoped to place. By boaeet deed*, my batnble name. The record let thy hand efface—

Parg* pride, ambition from my heart. And make me feel thy awftii power—

Let not thy countenance depart

From Freedom's caate in this daik hoar:" Twa* tboa while kneeling on the *oil At Valley Forge, 'nrath wintry tkie*,

The chief in secret prayed to God.

With contrite aonl in humblest guise. Then tbrongh the dooib asunder riv’n

A eolitary star was seen r It came, a messenger from Hearej, And in its light be grew eerone.

that I ever ace. There’* the box oar Sam bad for • Christmas present and there'a your sUrer m'ng, and the prize fork, and the napkin ring. Well, you’re got nil sort* o’ things on it, haven’t ron,

children ?”

"Ye*, that’* what wg mcan.iSgrandoa,” said little coosin Kelly. “Don’t joc know when yon speak of cottmnjimtcy, ydo say hi* brain is foil of notions and what not V’ ‘La! yes, child—I never thought of t. Well, it’* n n-i-c-e thing," only woij’t i|jjit’jnazing dusty ? Well, how time change*, to be sure. When 1 was a child, we made the old kitchen shelf a what-not. I remember we used to have' three bras* candlesticks, two pswter pistes, a show-tinder box, two ‘cbinj’ shepherds, and—there that was alL It’s a very a n-i-c-e idea, children—a very n-i-c-e idee!” And grandmother Winter fell to work on 'her stocking, every now and then chuckling ns she glanced-toward the pretty what-not.—Peterton'i Jfagasint.

FAFXY FOJTS IDEA CF & EASEFUL KAN. Why do people decry n masculine

blush ? L don’t know. I immediately lore the man who blushes. 1 am sure that he is unhackney; that he bos not a set of meaningless, cut and dried compliments on hand for every bonnet be meets; that be has not learned to snuff at the Bible, or the Sabbath; prate transcendcnially about “eflinitics,” or any other corruption -under a new fangled name. 1 know that his love will be wonb a pure woman’s having; that he will not be ashamed of liking home, er his baby, or laughed out of staying in it in preference to any other place. I know ihnt'nficn be stops at a hotel, his' first busiaess will not be to hold a conference with the cook, to tell him , how he likes an omelette made. I know that. -•Nr In his conversation he >111 not pride 1

up( , 0 lb, snl ,u fopi.criej of

noffed an wiih i-aniiv: .. . ‘‘

Sara all the yonug ladies are bope-cl this

y**r.

Kmbraeing each sweet opportunity— JTbe question may pop, aod no daoger need

fear.

But challenge the men with impunity; And they must ethmil to ~ love, honor,

obey"—

For ladiet, this year, have it all their own

way!

1 think 'Us bat fair that one year in four, r A voice they eboitld have in society ; 8* *irls, now propose to the men you tM) 0 ™- Bnt dfltJlhb grace and propriety ! For tbeT> ftael soDmhto. " love, hot or, Oh J leap year's the t imei^Mfeeiadief. I

For men ora eo puffed up with vanity, a o awkward 'twould bo to pay dearly, you

■ know,

For jilting som# type of bumunitv. Yet Uap year's the time for the ladies, 1

•ay.

If they mind who they ask to “love, honor,

•bay!"

[Asm Yorker.

GBAffinU WOrTEB AKO THE WHAT-KOT. “La! what a mercy's soke’s that f” cried grandma Winter, os the man brought io our new -purchase. *!Why 1 It's a what-not, gran’ma,’’ aaid Kelly flinging back her bright curls. “A what-notT’ repeated grandmother Winter, brmg the old hora rimmed “speca” to bear npon the suspldousiooklngott|ect—“well, I alionld think it wa> a what-not. Kow what airtbly use fi that consarn going to be ? La I dear «oe! what is fashion going to bring us to, I wonder ?” /Wait a minute, mother,” said her daughter, till the girls Lave fixed it up; we got it to please them and after ail it’s a pretty piece of furniture in it•elf.” “La! jet, it's pretty enough, but I •han’t trouble my old head about it; I’m

So, with a smile, grandmother Winter sought the luxurious rocking-chair, which the did not object to, (though folks wasn’t so lazy as to use ’em io her time,) and while the good old lady slept lightly under her load of eighty years, iho what-not was fhralsbed. “So, hoi that’s what'it’s for,” she •tied, emerging from her snug corner. “Why it’s a sort of baby bouse for the chUdraa—oh S I see, I see. There’s Tommy* »gw dog I gave‘him, and

Well, If I ever f »o you hold your poor L

ye— w pet th,t ml. hlgt-bmW UMI tot. dity ye» h® «• U» tep-

tu—ye. I 1 - am ft wobW Ik ao tin (dr tfca kaatlaM lo -onlip Hal. for ft dta-l -.do to Ac liktom of oofii.i.y

might as well try to decipher a blank page, as to read character in this Up and down, up an down, with the same slow, lumbering movement, Patrick looks forward to nothing beyond Satur. day nurbl and bis block pipe at home! Life has so bright upward revolutions, no bitter rending away of the soul’s visions, for him ! How different is the light tripping step of the yoong girl, that makes music %ven on the worn and roughened paving stones—the quick, nervous pace of the mother, hurrying home to her little ones—the weary tread of those who walk within ihs shadow of death ! There is character in people's footsteps, if one only knows Low to read its uuiuterpreted language 1

BAfSRDAY SIGHT.

How many associations, sweet and

hallowed, crowd around that short sentence, ' Satorder night." It is indeed the prelude lo more holy and heavenly associations, which tbs tired frame and thankful sonl hails with new and renewed joy at each succeeding return. It is then says a lady writer on the subject, that the din of busy] life ceases— that cares and anxieties are fofgotton— that the worn out frame seeks its needed repose, and the mind its relaxation from earth and its concerns—with joy looking to the coming day of rest, so wisely and beneficently set apart for man’s peace and happiness, by the great Creator. The laborer seeks notv his own neat cottage, lo which he had been a stranger perhaps the past week, where a loving wife and smiling children meet him with smiles and caresses. Here he realizes the bliss of hard earned comfort, and at this time, perhaps, more than any other, the happiness of domestic

life and its attcndaul blessing. Released from the distressing cares of

the wcek^ the professional man gladly beholds Jtc return of “Saturday night,” and as fcladly sceka in the clustering vines, flourishing by his parental care, tfie reality of those joys which are only

know that he will not be closeted two thirds of his time with his taller; or think it fine to be continnaljj quoting some dead and gone book, only to some resurrectionists of scarce authors. I know he will not sit in grim stiff-starcbcd, statnesqueness in near when a woman old enough to be his mother/ustonllmg wearily in front of him, swaying to and fro with' the motion of the vehicle. Io short, I know that he is nnt a petrifaction, that there is human nature in him and plenty of it; that be is not like an animal under an exhausted receiver having form only—in whom there is no spring or elasticity, nor breath of life. A fool, hey ? Ko, sir—not necessarily a fool, either. The fool it he*who, not yet at life’s meridian, has exhausted it and himself; who thinks every man “green” who has not token his diploma in wickedness.—Forra-hom existence is as weary as a thrice-told tale. Who bos crowded fonr-score years into twenty or less; and has nothing left for it but to sneer at the healthy, simple, pure, fresh joys £hich may never come a agaia

to his vitiated palate.

WAixnro.

-a There is character in th« footstep. People no more walk aliko than . they think or act alike. You -can almost •11 by the fall of the foot on the pareient, whether a man’s interns! barometer indicates cloud or sunshine. See the man of progress and enterprise—the snccessfnl merchant or lawyer; the rules that guide his business relation follow his very gait through swarming thoroughfares- H* never treads on insecure grounds, and bis foot is never set down without a sort Of firm stead; >f security- The footstep, of the beginner in life’s pathway is less regular and rapid—he is yet undecided, and hesitated on the threshold of the bosy world. The Jaborer, with paper cap and bespattered raiment, has uefth

talk, io the way of pranuncintion and

newly coined words, to show how . well . . . - - - he is posted in dictionary matters, h Jjis'to know at these peculiar seasons

and' under these peculiar seasons and under these congenial circumstances— so faithfully and vividly evinced by this periodical acme of enjoyment and re-

pose.

' The lone window, too, who has toiled on, ,day after day, to support her little charge—how gratefully does she resign her cares at the return of “Saturday night,” and thank her God for these kind resting places in the way of life, by which she is encouraged from week to week to hold on her way. But on whose car does the sound of “Saturday night” strike more pleasantly than on the devoted Christian’s ?— Here he looks up amid the blessings showered upon him, nnd thanks God with bumble reverence for their continuance.

SOTRGEOH’S GEHE.

Comxc to Christ is jost the one essential thing for a siDuer’s salvation. He that cometh not to Christ, do what he may, or think what he may, is yet in “the gall of bitetttess and in the bonds of iniquity.” Coming to Christ is the very first effect of- regeneration. No sooner is the soul quickened than it at once discovers its lost estate, is horrified thereat looks out for a refuge, and believing Christ to be a suitable one7 files to him aod reposes in him. Where there is not this coming to Christ, it is certain that there is as yet no quickening; where there is no quickening the sonl is dead in trespasses and sins, and being dead it cannot enter into the kingdom of heaven. Lrr not your exertions end in tears, mere weeing will do .nothing without action. Get on yonr feet; ye that have voices and might, go forth and preach the gospel, preach it is every-street and lane; ye that have wealth, go forth and spend it for the poor, and sick, and needy, and dying, the uneducated, the an-

prayer ge forth and pray ; ye that can handle the pen, go forth and writedown iniquity—every one to his post, every one of you to yonr gun in this day of battle; now for God and for the right. let every one of ds who knows the Lord

seek to fight under his banner! THE KAYO* WANTS TO SEE THEE.

Man A Buuxnre.—Remember that iw all thiage. if yon do not begin, yoo will new come to aa end. The fint weedpul!ed up ia the garden, the Cut feed in the ground; the first chilling pat in the earing bank, and the Erst mijp«r»veled in a journey, all the important things—they mako a beginning, and thereby a hope, a promise, a pledge, aa asm ranee that you are ia earn.

, . .. , »st with what you have undertaken. How A young man, a nephew had been lo tea; ... ...

__, . . . . , . many a poor, idle, erring, hesitating oat-

acd on h:e return, he was narrating to hu - , ...

, , i-.i.j ... cast IS now creeping and crawling his way node an adventure which he had met with i , K _ . - u, l 6 L . _„ .. thresh the world, who might have held up

. . . _ {hi* head aid prospered. If, instead of pui-

“I was oce night leaning nserthe taffrail, .rT . , H , , ,. , ... t«ug off hi* resolution of amendments acd

looking down into the mighty ocean,” Said

the nephew, whom we will call William, ‘•when my gold watch fell from my fob and immediately sank oat of sight. The vessel was going ten knots an tour- but wolhiag daunted, I sprang over the rail, dove down, and, after, a long search, foundlt, canifc up close under the stern, and climbed back to the'deck, without any one knowing 1 bad been absent.” “William,” said his’uncle, slightly elevating his brood brim and opening his eyes to their widest capacity, “ how lost did thee say the vessel was going !" “Ten knots, uncle." “And thee dove down into the sea, and came np with the watch, and climod up by the rodder chains ?” “Yes uncle"’ “And thee expects mo to believe tby sto-

ry?”

“Of course! Yon wouldn't dream of calling men liar, would yon nncle V ‘William,” replied the nncle, gravely.

indoUry, he had only made a beginning. Swcakiso.—The California Christian Advocate says, “An intelligent Indy of on* acquaintance, whose litile boy was begin* ning to swear, auzioas to express to her child her horror ef pfof.auy. Lit upon ths novel process of washing oat his meaih with soapaads whenever ho swore. It was an effectual cure. The boy>nderstood Lie mother’s sense of the corruption of an oath which, with the taslu of the sods, produced the desired result."- The practice, if ntp. . vermlly adopted, would raise the price of

soap.

Laaoa Sanso 6o*r.—The wife of an American Agriculturist had been experimenting on soap's, and finds that the addition of three-quarters of an ounce of borax to a pound of soap, melted in without boiling, makes a saving of on; half the lebor in washing and improve! the whiteness of tjie fabrics; besides, the usual caustic effect is removed, and the hands are left

“thee knowal never call anybody names; ou ".remove®, ana me naaus are leit tat. Willi™. ir.h, Muvor S tta city w,™ ; * '■'»!“* «* “*««» [”“»«•

Mayor of the city wkc i, , , . „ . ,

to com. to-m., o,,d ,oy. •Jo.i.l,, , j "oft»S.t»"~ to W by tU ttaeto Sod Ita UBM lint io oil ftatalfMWJw-WM. York,’ I would come straight to thee, ami Exjterimental philosophy is, to ask a and put my hand on tby shualder, and say ) young lady to marry yon. Natural philos1° the*. “ milium the Mayor icuv/s lo tee j opliy i.«, to look indifferent, and aay yon , * te ' _ . < j were only in fun, when she refuses you. ENGLISH VIEW OF THE AJOAUCAN SUNDAY Wonri philosophy is, to commit anlcido

SCHOOL.

We clip the following from a Ute London paper: “Anoihcr feature is the excellence of the Sulihaih-schoul system. The American Sabbath-schools, at the present time are supposed to contain three million pnpils, and over three hundred thonsard teachers. They embrace a great mass of the popolation of all clast* up to adult age and form; a gigantic nod ever-expanding organization, training every where a Godfearing people; and in newly settled districts preparing the way for cborchcs and ministers. The American Snnday-School Union, the board of managers of which is composed of laymen of the rarioas Evangelical denominations, is ouo of 4ho most successful of the evangelistic agencies in

America.

* • * Each school is under a superintendent, and the teachers, .for the mo-t part, are pions people. It is no uncommon thing io find persons filling the highest officers in the Stale—governors, roeiubcrs | plied of Congress, judges, eminent lawyers, urn - j “No ore or citizens—who ore isnnday-school woman.' teachers. The late President Harrison, on the very Sabbath before be left his home to become bis country's chief magistrate, gavu a last lesson to the class wbicb-he had io-

strncted for several years."

under circumstances similar to the lai-

What is the world ? A dream within a dream—as wc grow older, each step has on inward awakening. The yon th a water, as he thinks, from childhood ; the fall-grown man despises the pnrsuiU of youth os visionary ; .the old man looks on manhood as a feverish dream. Is death the last sleep T No—it is the lost final awakening.—&V

Waller Stoll.

There are two eventful periods in the life of a woman : one, when she wonders who she will have, the otber. when she wonders

who will have her.

Last winter, it it aaid, a cow floated down the Mississippi river on a piece of ice, and ’caught such a cold that she has yielded nothing hot ice cream ever cinco. A Fkeuko Rctlt.—Milton was asked by a friend whether he would instruct his daughters in the different language*, ra-

; one tongue is sufficient for i

ASSOCIATION OF SEXES.

The natural and only safe mode of enjoying amusements is io common. Where one sex, or aay one particular class enjoy tbeiramusements alone, they are sure to run into excels. The division of the haman family into man, woman, father, mother, brother, and sister, is the only conservative principle of society. They act and re-net upon each ether like the different season! of the earth. Each age and sex baa its pecollar characteristics that serve

annoying.

The union of the aged with the young, the fair aod tic manly, in our diversioos, brings every source of social improvement and enjoyment together—age with its gravity aod experienze, mid life with its energy and it* cares, and youth with its vivacity aod it* Lope*. Is it right for the aged lo censure,

discourage the innocent

“Never be critical to the ladies.” was the maxim of an old Irish pe«r*reraarkahlo for hi* homage to the sex: “The only wey a true gentleman will ever attempt to look at the faults of a pretty woman is—to shut his

eyes V'

Mrs. Partington ;uy< the only way U» prevent steamboat explosions is to make the engiaceu -bHe their water on shore. Iu her opinion all the bustin' is done by cooking the steam on hoard. "What are you looking after, my dear?'. eaid a very affectionate mother to her

daughter.

“A son-in-law for father." she replied. There is a gentleman in Glasgow to po-

lo modify andchecTT certain mischievous Ute ihat he begs his own pardoo every Um«

tendencies in the other sex, mid iu other* of different ages. For one eex to attempt to amuse agreeably and innocently alone is like trying to make movie on a oue-

be tumbles down. Being good-natured Ira

always grants it.

It strikes us that the lady who thinks of

•Uibrrf lnnnmn.1! It ta. -J,<.ut ft., «1«tat b.rtaut*will tad b.rum.bu. ttat I, icdlon, tad taotmog. »>. .bu <dd Hind

•or spirit ju bia trail;; jo^calightencd ; yc that bare power lo

snail hare scratched,jijr pretty face full of

wrinkles. * . ,

Sueing a newspaper editor for libel Is'® about aa sensible os to boil a brikbai to got

lamp-oil oat of iil

A little girl show.ug her little cousin £(a boy about four years of age) a star, said . j—"That star yon see op Hbere is bigger

j of the jwog, merely because tbey feer i than this world.”

i they msy.be pi tried to excess, when by ‘

! preddi.g tbrj ; -ftawA taw’lil fa-p tta »j, .Hr | tua'.Iy prevent U ! - raid Abe 4rH4e felio*.