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 thereby, by discharging him on the spot, and recommending him to go straightway to the polls and prove his devotion to his principles at the bellot box,

 SATURDAY NIGHT.

 How many associations, sweet and hal lowed, crowd around that short sentence, Saturday night It is indeed prelude to more pure, more holy, more heavenly asso- citations, which the tired frame and thank ful soul halls with new and renewed iov at each succeeding return. Tis then the din ot busy life ccases-that cares and trials and anxieties arc forgottcn-that the worn out frame seeks its needed repose, and the mind its relaxation from earth and its con- cerns-with joy looking for tho coming day | of rest, so wisely and benefcially set apart for mans peace and happiness by the great Creator. The tired laborer seeks now his own neat cottage, to which he has 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 comforts; and at this time, perhaps more than any other, the happiness of domestic life and it's attendant blessings, released from the distracting cares of the week, the professional man gladly beholds the return of Saturday night and as gladly seeks, in the clustering | vines nourished by his parental care, the reality of those joys which are only his to know ut these peculiar seasons and under 1 these congenial circumstances--so faithful ly and yividly evidenced by this periodical scene of enjoyment and repose. The lone widow, too, has toiled on, day after day, to support her little charge--how gratefully docs she resign her cares at the return of Saturday night and thank her God for these kind resting places in the day of life. l by which she is encouraged from week to week to hold on her way.

 But on whose ear does the sound of Sat urday night strike more pleasantly than the devoted Christian! There he looks up among the blessings showcred upon him and thanks God with humble reverence for their continuance. His waiting soul looks forward to that morn when, sWectly smil- ing, the great Redeemcr burst deaths por- tals, and completed mans redemption. His | willing soul expands at the thought of wait ing on God in the sanctuary on the coming l day; and gladly forgets the narrow bounds of time and its concerns, save spiritual that he may feast on joys ever new--eyer bcautiful-ever glorious-ever sufficient to satatc the joy fraught soul that rightly seeks it's aid. It leads him to the lamb of | God for redemption; and rationally points out the way to joys on high-an endless Sabbath-a perpetual rest for the vigilant, | the watchful, the faithful.-POrtland Trans. POPPING THE QUESTION.

 To US, gentlemen. this Popping the Ques- ton is often no easy matter. It drives, l ve- rily believe, u bashlul man almost into hys- terics. Many cold sweat, many chok- ing in the throat, many knocking of the knees together, have these poor rascals be- | n to have them. But it isn't so, egad, with all. Some do it with easy impudence, some do it in set speech-some do it because they can't help it-and some never do it at all, but get married us it were by instinct. Only give two lovers fair play. kick your match making aunts to the deuce, and-my life for it-the most delnure will find way of being understood, even if like old Sir Isaac New ton, they have to make love with their foot As they get cozier and cozier, they will sit silently gazing into each others eyes, until at last, when they least expect it, perhaps, the question will pop out like cork from a champagne bottle. It will pop itself It's all nonsense this lending young folks a help. ing hand-take my word for it all they wish is 10 be let alone-and if there be any con- founded youngsters about, let them be put to bed or drowned, it don't matter fig which. | Ii lovers have DO tongues, hav'nt they eyes, egad and where is the simpleton that can't tell whether girl loves him without word om her part No one adores modesty more than 1 do, but the most delicate angel of them all won't disguise her little heart when you are alone with her. A blush-a sigh studied avoidance of you in company and low thrilling, trembling of the voice at times when no one else is by, tell more than the smiles of thousand coquettes. An! you needn't, Amy, shake your head-you'll no doubt be seen enough-but if you fall in love as you will. my word on it-the very echo of one fooislep gill make your heart futler like trig6tcned bird.-Jsremy Short.

 There s an incident related of Queen Victoria that dnes her the greatest honor. The Duchess of Kent was left widow in circumstances Of great pecunia- " difficulty; she consequently involved. for her subsequent support, tn debt. The queen resolved ihal these, as well as the obligations of her iatheF shuud be paid without public provision. From the savings of the 6rss year O her maiden Teien she lat ter were discharged. Her intentions, however, of paying the debss of her mother, she kept secret until having invited her hFeakleast the last birhday previous 70 her marringe, she gave her packet which contained the tul receipt Of every debt sha lad in tltc VrtiFld.