Death and Sleep.
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The Angel of Death and the Angel of Sleep walk ed over the whole earth; linked in q iraternal c,n brace. it was evening, and they laid themselves down hill overlooking the dwellings of man. A holy qaet prevailed around and the evening bell had ceased in the nesghboring yiiiage. Still and si. lent is their wont, sat both the benefeent Spirits on. Then the Angel of Sleep raised himself from his messy couch, and scattered with light hand the invisible gains of sumber; the evening breeze waf ted them to the still abodes Of the weary husband man. Sweet sleep steals over the inhabitants of the village cct, over tbe old man who leans upon his st,d. and over the young chtli in It's cradle. The sick for .et their pain, the mourning their sorrows the poos their cares. All eyes are closed But now his employ ment ended the benevolent Angel of Sleep turned towards his more serious brother.

 "When the morning light appears" exclaimed he with inecent joy, "aeH will give thanks to me as iend and beneisctor. Oh. what joy to s.stow g,od in secret and unseeni How happy are we. the in. visible messengers of the Good Spirit.'

 So spake the friendly Angel of Sieep. The An. gel ot Death answered with quiet sadness, white tears such as the mmortals weep stood n hs lar.. dark eyes-..Ah," sand he. "woald hat |. too liEe thee, might receive those joyful thanks. The world calls its enemy and the destroyer of it's slanesa

 ''Oh, my bFotbef!' replied the Angel of sleet, twill not the good at their awakening se esanwied9e thee their friend and bsnetaeror and eratefy bles. thee. arc ws not brothers, and the messenger, ol one Fsther'

 Thus he spake. and the eyes Of the Angel of Death giezmsd more brightly as he tenderiy embraced his brother SP'rf. f.--TTsnsisfsd from vea KrsmmacAer.