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4 Touching and Beautfa hcidenf.-We know not when we have perused touching anl beautiful

 little story than the following from the Hartford Courant:

 IL was but yesterday that friend-a young gentle of fine intellect, of noble heart, and one well known to many ef our readers, suddenly snatch ed by the hand of death from all the endearnens of

 life. Surrounded by every thing that could make existence pleasant and happy-a wife that dolized ha-children that loved him as they only can love, and friends devoted to him--thc summons came, and he lay upon the bed of death. But few short years ago, she to whom he was welded, placed bridal ring upon his finger, upon the inside of which he had few words privately engraven. The husband would never permit the giyer 10 read them telling her that the day would come when her wish should be gratifed and she should know the secret. Seven years gli- ded away, and day two since, when conscious that he leave his wife forever, he called her to his bed sIde and with his dyng accents, told her that the hour had at last come when she should see the words upon the ring she had given him The young mother took ii from his cold finger, and though hert-stricken with grief eagerly read the words, 'I hdUe iored hee earth-I shaH meet thse n hsaUen.