An anecdote I derived from Colonel Lear shortly before his death, in 1816, may be here related, showing the height to which Washington's passion would rise, yet be controlled. It belongs to his domestic life, with which I am dealing, having occurred under his own roof, while it marks public feelings the most intense, and points to the moral of his life. I give it in Colonel Lear's words as near as I can, having made a note of them at the time.

Toward the close of a winter's day in 1791, an officer in uniform was seen to dismount in front of the President's house, in Philadelphia, and giving the bridle to his servant, knocked at the door of the mansion. Learning from the porter that the President was at dinner, he said he was on public business, and had despatches for the President. A servant was sent into the dining room to give inform

My 14, 8, 33, 10, is a beautiful little lake ination to Mr. Lear, who left the table and went Europe. into the hall, where the officer repeated what

My 14, 17, 12, 37, 4, 14, 31, is an island in he had said. Mr. Lear replied that, as the the Mediterranean sea.

My 27, 34, 29, 23, 18, 2, 16, 5, and

My 14, 8, 21, 11, 33, 1, 11, 13, are names of two distinguished men who were born on the above island.

My 9, 17, 12, 3, 35, 10, 24, 5, is a southern town celebrated in our nation's history.

President's Secretary he would take charge of the dispatches and deliver them at the proper time. The officer made answer that he had just come from the Western army, and his orders were to deliver them with all promptitude, and to the President; but that he would wait his directions. Mr. Lear re

My 6, 27, 4, 20, 29, 36, 12, is a river in turned, and imparted to the President what Russia.

My 7, 32, 27, 36, is a river in England. My 19, 22, 31, 7, 35, 2, 12, 9, is a cape on the coast of the United States.

had passed. General Washington rose from the table, and went to the officer. He was back in a short time, made a word of apology for his absence, but no allusion to the cause

My 28, 36, 30, 15, 4, is a place in India of it. He had company that day. Everymuch talked of just now.

thing went on as usual. Dinner over, the gentlemen passed to the drawing room of Mrs. Washington, which was open in the evening. The General spoke courteously to every lady

My 25, 15, 26, 13, 35, 34, is a high mountain peak in the western part of the United States. My whole is a maxim all scholars should in the room as was his custom. His hours remember.

SORROW-Sorrow is the night of the mind. What would be a day without its night? The day reveals one sun only; and night brings to light the whole of the universe. The analogy is complete. Sorrow is the firmament of thought and the school of intelligence.

were early, and by ten o'clock, all the company had gone. Mrs. Washington and Mr. Lear remained. Soon Mrs. Washington left the room.

The General now walked backward and forward without speaking. Then he sat down on a sofa by the fire, telling Mr. Lear to sit down. To this moment there had been no

change in his manner since his interruption at result is known. The whole case was investithe table. Mr. Lear now perceived his emo- gated by Congress. St. Clair was exculpated tion. This rising in him, he broke out sud- and regained the confidence Washington had denly, "It's all over-St. Clair's defeated; in him when appointing him to that command. routed; the officers nearly all killed, the men He put himself in the thickest of the fight by wholesale; the rout complete-too shock-and escaped unhurt, though so ill as to be ing to think of—and a surprise in the bar-carried on a litter, and unable to mount his gain!" horse without help.

glad for them, and "the desert blossom as the first duty of a man is to provide for his own rose." Build there a royal mansion and fill it dependents by his own work, and not either with all things pure and beautiful, that sur-to amuse himself or indulge in any gratificaround thee now; so shalt thou have a Paradise tion-not even in that more than innocent, at last, and go rejoicing into exile.

The king was wise and while he cherished the realm he ruled, yet sought the island, and "colonized," as it were, the half of his heart. Spring was persuaded to come that way, and she hung her robe on the trees he had planted, and left her breath on the gale. The music of birds, and fountains, and winds among the leaves, floated around the new palace he had builded; but nothing of all this had he ever beheld.

Years went on, and the old royal glories grew dim, and the crown was tarnished, and there was another wreck, a new king came sleeping to the shore and he that ruled in a palace was not suffered so much as a shelter, for he was an exile, as the sage had prophesied. But he went not with a heavy heart, for sometimes, when the wind blew from the unseen shore, it had borne to him the fragrance of orange and palm, and so he knew that his gardens were growing beautiful for his coming. And he laid off the purple like one disrobing for pleasant dreams, and put down the sceptre as if it had been a burden, and went away to his unseen home with a "good bye" on his lip, but a smile in his

eye.

And though none have seen the Eden he dwells in, yet sailors driven out to sea, de

clare that sometimes sweet odors have been
wafted across the deck from an unseen land,
and by it they know that the gardens of the
Exile are near.

"As when to them who sail
Beyond the Cape of Hope and now are passed
Mozambique, off at sea, north-east winds blow
Sabean odors from the spicy shore
Of Araby the Blest-with such delay
Well pleased they slack their course, and many

a league
Pleased with the grateful scent, old ocean

smiles."

LORD BROUGHAM ON THE DUTY TO LABOR. -Lord Brougham, in his address a short time since before the Mechanics' Institute at Manchester, used the following language:-" The

most sacred gratification, of assuaging his
thirst for knowledge-until he has done his
day's work, and done that which is his bound-
en duty as well as his highest interest to do,
work with his own hands for the provision of
And when I talk of
himself and family.
working men, I am myself, and have been all
my life, a working man; and so long as I am
blessed with health enough to continue, even
at my advanced time of life, I shall continue
to labor; and I shall never, henceforth, any
more than I have hitherto done, partake of
any relaxation, not even in gratifying my

thirst for knowledge, until I have earned the
right to do it by having done my day's work."

Rivers and Men.

"ALL rivers, small or large, agree in one character, they like to lean a little on one side, they cannot bear to have their channels deepest in the middle, but will always if they can, have one bank to sun themselves upon and another to get cool under; one shingley shore to play over, where they may be shallow, and shore, foolish and childlike, and another steep under which they can pause, and purify themselves, and get their strength of waves fully together for due occasion.

Rivers in this way are just like wise men, who keep one side of their life for play and another for work, and can be brilliant, and chattering, and transparent when they are at ease, and yet take deep counsel on the other side when they set themselves to their main purpose. And rivers are just in this divided also, like good and wicked men: the good rivers have serviceable deep places all along their banks, that ship can sail in; but the wicked rivers go scooping irregularly under their banks until they get full of straggling eddies, which no boat can row over without being twisted against the rocks, and pools like wells, which no one can get out of but the water kelpie that lives at the bottom; but, wicked or good, the rivers all agree in having two kinds of sides.-Ruskin.

Dead Leaves.

The day is dead, and in its grave,
The flowers are fast asleep;
But in this solemn wood alone

My nightly watch I keep;
The night is dark, the dew descends,
But dew and darkness are my friends.

I stir the dead leaves under foot,
And breathe the earthy smell;
It is the odor of decay.

And yet I like it well:

Give others day and scented flowers,
Give me dead leaves, and midnight hours!
R. H. Stoddard.

Origin of Paper Money.

it by the ignorant, the unbelieving and the faithless, was the adjunct of the invention of printing, the discovery of the western world, the Protestant Reformation, and the increased impulse given to civilization, industry and learning. The more intelligent and prosperous a people, the more it has abounded; and though it has, like all the other attributes of civilization and liberty, been occasionally abused and degenerated into excessive license, yet the good it has effected has outweighed s hundred-fold all the evils, and from the rashest and wildest accelerated stages of its progress, we have never been driven anywhere near the point from which the forced and premature march began. It needs wise regulation, like personal liberty and political right, and like these last it can be subjected to the despotic control of no governmental action among a free and enlightened people.

The Indian Summer.

OUR autumns would be cheerless, indeed, if it were not for those periods of peculiarly mild, hazy, smoky, quiet weather, called the Indian summer.' It seems to let us down so gently from the warm exultant season of summer, into the low stages of winter, that the descent is hardly felt, and the influence of the soothing dreamy weather, makes us resigned to the change.

THE Count de Tendilla, while besieged by the Moors in the fortress of Alhambra, was destitute of gold and silver wherewith to pay his soldiers, who began to murmur, as they had not the means of purchasing the necessaries of life from the people of the town. "In this dilemma," says the historian, "what does this most sagacious commander do? He takes a number of little morsels of paper, on which he inscribes various sums, large and small, and signs them with his own hand and name. These did he give to the soldiery, in earnest of their pay. How,' you will say, are soldiers to be paid with scraps of paper? Even so, and well paid, too, as I will presently make manifest, for the good Count issued a proclamation, ordering the inhabitants to take these morsels of paper for the full amount thereon inscribed, promising to redeem them at a future time with gold and silver. Thus, by subtle and most miraculous alchemy, did this cavalier turn worthless paper into precious gold and silver, and make his late impoverished army abound in money." The historian adds, "The Count de Tendilla re-morials, a resurrection that has no root in the deemed his promises like a loyal knight; and this miracle, as it appeared in the eyes of the worthy Agapida, is the first instance on record of paper money, which has since spread throughout the civilized world in the most unbounded opulence."

J. J. Smith in the last number of his Horticulturist, quotes the following beautiful description of this season, from DeQuincey's "Confessions of an English Opium Eater":

"It was a day belonging to a brief and pathetic season of farewell summer resurrection, which, under one name or another, is known almost everywhere. It is that last brief re

surrection of summer in its most brilliant me

past, nor steady hold upon the future, like the lambent and fitful gleams from an expiring lamp, mimicing what is called "the lightening before death" in sick patients, when close upon their end. There is a feeling of the conflict that has been going on between This happened in 1484; and thus we see the lingering powers of summer and the that paper money, notwithstanding all the strengthening powers of winter, not unlike maledictions which have been bestowed upon that which by antagonistic forces in some dead

ly inflammation, hurries forward through fierce struggles, into the final repose of mortification. For a time the equilibrium has

Isaac's Composition.

MRS. PARTINGTON informs us that "Isaac

school again last week, and has already handed in his composition. Here it is. Mrs. P. hesitated about having it published, fearing it might make Isaac think of "matri-money," for she does not want to lose her Isaac yet.

been maintained between the hostile forces, is convalescy." He commenced going to but at last the antagonism is overthrown, the victory is accomplished for the powers that fight on the side of death. Simultaneously with the conflict, the pain of conflict has departed, and thenceforward, the gentle process of collapsing life, no longer fretted by coun- | Ike finally gave us a copy, with his mother's ter-movements, slips away with holy peace, consent.-ED. into the noiseless depths of the Infinite,—so sweet, so ghostly, in its soft, golden smiles, silent as a dream, and quiet as the dying trance of a saint, faded through all its transient stages this departing day.” - Maine

Farmer.

"AMERICAN EAGLE.'-This is the greatest bird that has ever spread his wings over this glorious country. The place where he builds his nest is called an eyrie, away up on the precipices where the foot of man can't come but a boy's might. The cagle is a ferocious fellow, and sits on the tops of the cliffs and looks sharp for plunder. He gets tired of waiting, and then he starts out on the blue

his pinions over the land and water to see what he can pounce down upon. But, tho' he is called a very cruel bird, he always preys

PAPER MONEY.-Paper money is of comparatively modern birth. It first appeared in the shape of bills of exchange and promisso-expansive heavens, and soars all around on ry notes. Commercial transactions in England are still carried on, to a great extent, with these mediums. Bank notes, in the United States, have, however, almost monop-before eating, just like any good man at the olized the term. Banks themselves are the invention of a quite recent period. The word bank comes from banco, the Italian for bench, because dealers in money first sat on benches in the market places of Italian towns, in the middle ages.

head of his family. He eats his victuals raw, which is an unfavorable habit, but it is supposed that he eats it so because he likes it so. He is a very courageous bird, and will fight like blazes for his young and will steal chickThe Bank of Venice, the pa-ens wherever he can see them. He is a bird rent of all other banks, was first established A. D., 1171. The bank of Amsterdam followed, A. D., 1609; that of Hamburg, A. D. 1619; and that of England, A. D., 1694.The earlier of these banks, however, were not banks of issue, but of deposit and discount only. In the United States, banks of issuethat is, banks which put forth paper money-hurry to be off. prevail to a greater extent than anywhere else the new cent, and seems as if in his hurry he in the world.-Philadelphia Ledger.

of great talons, and is much respected by the birds of the feathered tribe that are afraid of him. He is a great study for artists; but appears to best advantage on the ten dollar gold pieces and fifty cent pieces, and pretty well on the dimes, as he sits gathering up his thunder bolts under him, as if he was in a great He has lately broke out on

had dropped all his thunder. The American eagle is the patriot's hope and the inspiration PAPER MONEY.-The bank paper circula- of 4th of July. He soars through the realms of tion of the United States, at the present time, the poet's fancy, and whets his beak on the highis estimated as follows: Bills of less denom- est peak of the orator's imagination. He is ination than five dollars, seven millions; of said by them to stand on the Rocky Mounfive dollars, forty millions; ten dollars, tains and dip his bill in the Atlantic, while thirteen millions; twenty dollars, thirty-five his tail casts a shadow on the Pacific coast. millions; fifty dollars, thirty millions; of the This is all gammon. There never was one denomination of one hundred dollars and up-more than eight feet long from the tip of one wards, forty-five millions. Total-One hun-wing to the tip of 'tother. His angry scream dred and seventy millions.-Boston Journal. s heard ever so far, and he does not care a