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GAPING THE CLIMAX OF RAscALrrY.-Ihe foi-
lowing is an extract from letter to Rev. John
Marsh, New.York, from J. Fl. Coffin, an able
and jealous temperance agent, now on alecturing
tonr in Western New.York. Our readers Will
see tha, the runseller carried his SPECULATION a
step beyossa the oroinary point. No comment
that we could make on the facts here recorded
would add to the impression they viii produce on
every uptight mind.


"a poor misguided wretch, who had swat
lowed down all bis substance, lived by hanging
round one of those dens of coruotion, and dong
little jobs as occasion ofeied. He sickeDed and
died at tie rum heie where he had gotten ms
bane Tor wears. The rumseller oeSy kindly sent
for The minister to come and attend his funeral.
In the kindness of his heart, he went ano per-
formed the du,ies of clergyman ct bis 'uhefai'
The daughter of the poor lost wretch came In
from the country to t.ke her )ast look q. hef
father, but was told it looked 50 bad 1t ,oouId oe
imprud.at to open the coffin. After the cofhn
had been let down into The grave, and the psoP'e
retired, the Sexton felt there was something wrong
abou, it. raised the cofhn and opened 1t, and be,
hold, there was nothing in it bat log Of 50oe
After the unprincipled rumselier had ruined hlm'
soul and body, to cap the CLIMAX, ne made the
last outrage on his putrid corpse, and told the
body for dissection! His frame is now hanging
up in one Of the Doctors shops In this Viiiage'