PICTURE OF A NEw-KNGLASD FAMILY.

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 scene be the country in the midst Of a storm, when the falling columns ot snow are rushing impctuously from the north when the careering winds let loose from the polar region, howl. mourntuIly abroad, and sigh through every listed door and c::asm that will admit their breath {; at a time like this, and tn a scene so dreary and desolate and tumultuolls without, let us look into a dwelling of tho husbandman ar mechanic whose circumstances are neither above nor below the golden mean ot New England competence. However gloomy the storm may rage without, the tlre blazes chcerfully within. Industry, with pru- dent CorelIloughi, has collected and secured her various stores, and has not been spar ing of her tolls. There is enough and to spare laid up to gladden. the hearts ot the family group wiil, q sense oi plenty aud warmth within, in contrast with the cold s,erility and desoation, that reign without. Indeed, all the light and genial warmth and comfort within, are d0Ubly enhanced by contrast with the cbecrless and dismal as- pect of things abroad. The father whose nerves are braced with honesty, industry aud toil--wl0se robust frame and clear eye bear unequivocal marks Oftemperance and inward peace-can look round, with con- tented aud glad heart, upon the smiling cir- cle. The wife of his youth, ,he mother of his children, engaged in useful otcupa- li0n or innocent pastime, with her children about her the while listening tO passing news from abroad, to an instructive book or the tale of other times, or to the narra- tive of the traveller, perhaps of things aud sights most marvellous and passing strange. He is sole monarch Of this little blissfnl empire. All his subjects love him and love each other. Ambition has infused no stOrn, into their tranquil bosoMs. False pride or shame has mover made them sigh tor cost ly pleasure. M nature, scowling discon- tent, sour moroseness, spoils not a single face in the whole group. They heed no, the riot aud uproar of the storm abroad. All is harmonious and peaceful within. The memory of years and events that are passed, is recalled by the father, and his bosom dilates with joy as he recounts, while the cOuntenances of his children brighten with the glow of patriotic sympa- thy as they listen, lO the history of the si,nes that tried men's souls, of tho heroic sacrifices and achievements Of the asser- ,ers and defenders of our independence, of the battles they fought. tho privations they ssdyrsd ssy the s.y ys.ses s they d:playsds that. l without muster. Behold the scene! h is the sole surviving trace of paradise on earth, unspoiled by the perverted tastes and dis,empered cravings of artificial life, or tl,e costly inventions of pride and luxW- ". And, when having duly invoked and thanked the Author of all lheir mercies, they retire to rest. it is as sweet, as tranquil and profound, as is the sleep of infants empty of all thought Who will not say, peace be within this house.' The secre, of .he Lord remain upon it's and may he give his angels charge to watch over is. And when its bIameless and happy tenants are summoned away from this asylum Of their purest joys, affections and virtues on earth, may it be to tcarless and dea,hless mansion in their Fathers house tn heaven. | MYSTERIOUS STORY.

 The following story was related by Gen. Hulon. tn the winter of 1916 ", one eve ming at Sir Sidney Smi,h's, in Paris. Tie General states that h0 had it from Marshal Junot, who was Goveraor Of Paris at the time it happened. aud must. therefore. nee cessarily have been acquainted with all the cireums.ances attending it: