tionship to one's-self. My great-great-grandmother naturally I figured to myself as having a patriarchal beard. Could I think otherwise of one so deeply merged in grandmotherhood? But a portrait of her taken immediately after death represented her as an attractive young woman not quite twenty-three!

MORAL COSMETICS.-HORACE SMITH.

1. YE who would save your features florid,
Lithe limbs, bright eyes, unwrinkled forehead,
From Age's devastation horrid,

Adopt this plan,—

'Twill make, in climate cold or torrid,
A hale old man :-

2- Avoid, in youth, luxurious diet:
Restrain the passions' lawless riot;
Devoted to domestic quiet,
Be wisely gay;

So shall ye, spite of Age's fiat,
Resist decay.

3. Seek not, in Mammon's worship, pleasure;
But find your richest, dearest treasure,
In books, friends, music, polished leisure :
The mind, not sense,

Made the sole scale by which to measure
Your opulence.

4. This is the solace, this the science,
Life's purest, sweetest, best appliance,
That disappoints not man's reliance,
Whate'er his state;

But challenges with calm defiance

Time, fortune, fate.

1. THE

THE NEEDLE.-SAMUEL WOODWORTH.

gay
belles of fashion may boast of excelling
In waltz or cotillon, at whist or quadrille;
And seek admiration by vauntingly telling
Of drawing, and painting, and musical skill;
But give me the fair one, in country or city,
Whose home and its duties are dear to her heart,
Who cheerfully warbles some rustical ditty,
While plying the needle with exquisite art:
The bright little needle-the swift-flying needle,
The needle directed by beauty and art.

2. If love have a potent, a magical token,
A talisman, ever resistless and true,-
A charm that is never evaded or broken,

'

A witchery certain the heart to subdue,-
'Tis this, and his armory never has furnished
So keen and unerring, or polished a dart;
Let beauty direct it, so pointed and burnished,
And, oh! it is certain of touching the heart:
The bright little needle-the swift-flying needle,
The needle directed by beauty and art.

3. Be wise, then, ye maidens, nor seek admiration
By dressing for conquest, and flirting with all;
You never, whate'er be your fortune or station,
Appear half so lovely at rout or at ball,
As gayly convened at a work-covered table,
Each cheerfully active and playing her part,
Beguiling the task with a song or a fable,

And plying the needle with exquisite art:
The bright little needle-the swift-flying needle,
The needle directed by beauty and art.

FRANKLIN AND HIS CUSTOMER.

ONE fine morning when Franklin was busy preparing his newspaper for the press, a lounger stepped into the store, and spent an hour or more in looking over the books, &c., and finally taking one in his hand, asked the shop boy the price. "One dollar," was the answer.

"One dollar," said the lounger; "can't you take any less than that?"

"No, indeed; one dollar is the price."

Another hour had nearly passed, when the lounger asked :"Is Mr. Franklin at home ?"

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'Yes, he is in the printing office."

"I want to see him," said the lounger.

The shop boy immediately informed Mr. Franklin that a gentleman was in the store waiting to see him. Franklin was soon behind the counter, when the lounger with book in hand addressed him thus:

"Mr. Franklin, what is the lowest you can take for this book?"

"One dollar and a quarter," was the ready answer.

“One dollar and a quarter! Why your young man asked only a dollar."

True," said Franklin, "and I could have better afforded to have taken a dollar then than to have been taken out of the office. The lounger seemed surprised, and wishing to end the parley of his own making, said :—

"Come, Mr. Franklin, tell what is the lowest you can take for it."

"One dollar and a half."

"A dollar and a half! Why, you offered it yourself for a dollar and a quarter."

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"Yes," said Franklin, "and I had better have taken that price then than a dollar and a half now."

The lounger paid down the price, and went about his business, -if he had any,--and Franklin returned into the printing office.

MARRIAGE OF THE SUN AND MOON.-H. S. ELLENWOOD.

1. DID you know that a wedding has happened on high! And who were the parties united?

'Twas the Sun and the Moon! in the halls of the sky They were joined, and our continent witnessed the tie; No continent else was invited!

2. Their courtship was tedious, for seldom they met Tête-à-tête, while long centuries glided,

But the warmth of his love she can hardly forget, For, though distant afar, he would smile on her yet, Save,when Earth the fond couple divided.

3. But why was the courtship so prolix? and why
So long was postponed their connection?

That the bridegroom was anxious 'twere vain to deny,
Since the heat of his passion pervaded the sky;
But the bride was renowned for-reflection.

4. Besides, 'tis reported their friends were all vexed; The match was deemed somehow unequal;

And, when bid to the wedding, each made some pretext
To decline, till the lovers worn out and perplexed,
Were compelled to elope in the sequel.

5. Mars and Jupiter never such business could bear,
So they haughtily kept themselves from it;
Herschell dwelt at such distance, he could not be there;
Saturn sent, with reluctance, his Ring to the fair,
By the hand of a trust-worthy comet.

6. Only one dim, pale planet, of planets the least,
Condescended these nuptials to honor;

And that seemed like skulking away to the East,
Some assert that it was Mercury acting as priest;
Some Venus, a peeping;-shame on her!

7. Earth in silence rejoiced as the bridegroom and bride. In their mutual embraces would linger,

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Whilst careening through regions of light at his side,
She displayed the bright ring, not a world too wide "
For a conjugal pledge, on her finger.

8. Henceforth shall these Orbs, to all husbands and wives Shine as patterns of duty respected;

All her splendor and glory from him she derives,
And she shows to the world, that the kindness he gives,
Is faithfully prized and reflected.

IMPATIENCE ABOUT TRIFLES.-MISS EDGEWORTH.

WHEN Griselda thought that her husband had long enough enjoyed his new existence, and that there was danger of his forgetting the taste of sorrow, she changed her tone. One day, when he had not returned home exactly at the appointed minute, she received him with a frown; such as would have made even Mars himself recoil, if Mars could have beheld such a frown upon the brow of his Venus.

"Dinner has been kept waiting for you this hour, my dear." "I am very sorry for it; but why did you wait, my dear? I am really very sorry I am so late, but" (looking at his watch) "it is only half-past six by me."

"It is seven by me."

They presented their watches to each other; he in an apologetical, she in a reproachful, attitude.

"I rather think you are too fast, my dear," said the gentleman.

"I am very sure you are too slow, my dear," said the lady. "My watch never loses a minute in the four-and-twenty hours," said he.

"Nor mine a second," said she.