Show T HE - - - rrmrrr"1 r- O' D AY— A - z3r-- with my grandmother eighteen mid my inters in a solitary house in Yorkshire I urn particular in describing to you the sort of house mid its situation because that has something to do a kind of old manor-hous- e square suid solid that stood on the liighesLnart of a wide and barren woldr'i Tkere were no large trees xiear the house’ only a few shrubberies and 'even these were removed away from the mansion "which was still further isolated by jjl wide paving of large that went entirely round it' Any one who placed himself on a kind of gazebo which terminated the nearly Hat roof could not only see all round the immediate vicinitv of the mansion' but might ‘detect any to a considerable moving-thinIn short nothin" could be more bare and bleak’that the tlie house and at the same time less calculated for concealment of anvv kind “0nc- 'moonlight night in’ the date autumn' when the general barrenness of the scene was increased hy the thinness of the departing foliage the family were- assembled "was c : Hag-ston- g about the premises lie bayed the moon a little seemed uneasy listened howled and sneaked back to his kennel Having thus done all we could to fmd the black boy or detect a trick we felt an uneasy conviction off something strange stealing upon us The voice too instead of ceasing floated about the house more wildly than at first Never shall Tforwet that cryt ‘Mas- O sa George Massa George?' In n every tone of the boy’s voice it came upon the perfect stillness of a breathless October evening in a manner which I can - ! well-know- ' - m the’ large Sud- drawing-roo- r denly about nine o'clock a maidservant rushed into the apartment and called outJ ‘Oh sir ! oli ma'am we've all been hearing the voice of the poor little black boy He is galling out Olassa George I'1' “To make tills intelligible I must tell you that we bad bad a little black fellow over from our property in Jamaica an orphan This lad was especially considered iny servant and had attached him-eto me’ in’ a most remarkable manner I had a week or turn be- fore my story eommenpes been obliged to leavo liiiuV on aeeoimtiof liis being laid up) with fever at whither I had gone on Xiverpool mercantile affairs TL always had Iieen in the habit of calling me Massa George !' and it was this wellAnown appellation in the voice of the black that the now declared they Heard reiterated outside the kitch! lf wcll-lino- maid-servant- s t en window you mav hear it vourself jmT exclaimed the 'maid ‘Though cannot yhere tlio poor Tail “ ‘But Kj ir’r find out' '' effect thy voice of poor little Dieksing-George 1! At first not" doubt that Dick hay-- f out' Massa jug did ‘ ii: sot better' had gft At ixiardly attempt to describe times it seemed to go off into the distance retreating and retreating fill it was all but inaudible! Then ’the faint 'smothered tones seemed -- gather themselves by degrees up and to approach the house Sometimes tlie cry ceased again then suddenly seemed altogether W sounding in our very ears And there was an impatience an agency in the sound which was licfirtreiid- GeMas- - asm a mg orge long wailing manner was repeated as if the boy implored me to come to him to pity him to help him 'And this not for a few minutes or for half atvliour but for about two hours At length the sounds became fainter and fainter and only sobbed at’ intervals upon the air till everything subsided into the Liyenit! ' g write of ©houtjlit Give not thy Morgue too great liberty lest it take thee prisoner A word unspoken is like the sword inf the scabbard — thine If vented thy Sword is in another s hands ! — Quarles m Genius — Nature gives men bias to their' respective pursuits a and that strong propensity I suppose is what we mean by genius Michael Angelo is hindered in his childish studies of art Rafaello grofys up with pencil and colors for playthings One neglects school to copy drawings which he dare not to bring borne tlie father of the other takes a journey to find his son a worthless teacher M Angelo forces his Rafaelle is guided into it 'But each looks for it with longing eyes In some way or other the man is tracked in the little' footsteps of the" child — JFi’J-m- ot MARRIED Life— Many a marriage my friends begins like a rosy morning and then falls away like h a And why rayfriends ? Because the married pair neglect to be as well pleasing t© each other after marriage as before Frederica Bremer snow-wreat- 1'octsi mm to sf - silence of the night “ The next post from Liverpool brought the news of poor little Dick's death The letter said Tie suffered much at tlo last and he never ceased to crv‘ TIassa George!' for two’ oirs before he expired' Those Twp hours were the very same during which the voice was crying qut round our house in YorkV : r whole party' upon this windows different' dispersed to vp which ‘having opened we - in all‘ heard in no long time T ‘‘Our we rrr:: rr‘-- and was really somewhere near the "We therefore searched all house about the garden and shrubberies but no Hick was to ‘be found Outhouses there' were none to examine for the offices' and stables were alike collected under the roof of our mansion which was farm all in one and maunor-housWe tile house We 'went up to the garden- - Lor miles around the country lay quiet in the moonlight and so distinct' that even a 'doe might have been seen stirring ‘anywhere about it Rut nothing 'was to be detected We unchain- ed the house-doand let him roam It with the story ziz : LITERARY MAGAZINE shire" Being our own master sometimes means that we are at liberty to be the slave of our own follies caprices and passions A ' GEMS FROM THE BEST AUTHORS LIKENESS OF SLEEP TO DEATH How sweet alive in living death to lie And without dving ah I how sweet to die MAltTUL AN EVENING SCENE They looked up into the sky whose floating glor Spread like a rosy ocean vast and bright They heard the waters’ splash and the wind aa low And saw each other’s dark eyes darting ligb$ Into each othr WOMANSHEART Touch but the chords and woman's heatf strung Like precious pearls hid in a misers store both are found Virtues and 014) PUT THE BLIND ONE Not to me return3 Dav pr the sweet approach of even or mom Of sight of vernal bloom or summer’s rose Or flocks or herds or human face divine dark But cloud instead and Surrounds me from the cheerful ways of men Cut off and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Milton TIIE SUNNY SIDE Oft the glen of deepest gloom Hath withal a sunny side Where the bowers of beauty bloom Where the streams of pleasure glide ud the shadows of the tomb Never on its paths abide Night full often comes to all Vet we may not seek the shade Soon the flower of bliss Avill fall Not for us to bid them fade: Lest our G od His gifts recal— Lest His arm of love be uyM (Fjutz is |