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A PATRIOT pAsroR-The other evening we heard a gentleman relate an anecdote which ought to be recorded. It IS this

 At an eventfu period when our country was ln- vaded by Provost, clergyman, resident about thir ty miles from this, cxhorted his flock to march to Plattsburgh and repel the enemy. Many did so. After they had departed, the guardian of liberties, as well as souls, called together those who had re- maned, for the purpose of offering up prayers for the success of those who had departed; and when they had assembled he could not find "an able bo- died man" among his congregation t avas compos- ed of females and decrepid old men! A scene like this fuel to the feelings and food for the emo tons of the heart of patriot, and the preacher was not wholly unmoved by it. He commenced pray er-he faltered. He re-commenced-again he fal- tered. The emotion of his heart checked up the avenues vf his soul and the burning feelings of the patriot had gotten the mastery of the calm, melifu, ent strains of the preacher. He arose from his knees and excaimed-"I cannot pray when my mind is not on my Maker-and I confess it now centres on Plattsburg -whither shall repair with all possible speed and render my feeble assistance

 Tn defence of the civil and religious liberty winch we now enjoy." He immediately embraced the weeping congregation-bade them hearty good bye,' impored blessing-took his gun and follow ed his brethren to the field of battle.-Plattsb,ug Repub.