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scarcely ever mentioned the past to me, and I tried to become worthy of the kindness with which they treated me."" And the narrative shows that he fulfilled his noble resolve, and ever after lived an exemplary man and a christian.

ALEXANDER GLEN.

That gentleman, during the French war, had treated some French and Indian prisoners with great kindness, and took much pains to render them comfortable. And when the French and Indians came to attack Schenectady, the commander of the expedition gave strict orders not to molest Mr. Glen's family or property, which was faithfully observed.

FRAILTY.

All men have their frailties. "As I grow older," said Goethe, "I become more lenient to the sins of frail humanity. The man who loudly denounces, I always suspect. He knows too much of crime to denounce a fellow-creature unheard; a knowledge which can only be obtained by criminality itself. The hypocrite always strives to divert attention from his own wickedness, by denouncing, unspa

ringly, that of others. He thinks he shall seem "good, in exact ratio as he makes cthers seem bad."

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RETRIBUTION.

Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord "Rom. xii. 19.

Mr. Edwards, in referring to the persecutions now endured by the Free Church, said, that all the landed proprietors in the neighborhood from which he came, were, at the commencement of the Welsh Calvinistic Methodists, violent persecutors, except one. Now, he would only mention the fact, without attempting to explain it, that the names of all those men who persecuted the Welsh Methodists had utterly perished from the face of the earth, and that the whole of their property had passed into the hands of the one who was favorable to them.

(Report of the Free Church of Scotland.)

Great Britain took from us, before the late war, near 1000 vessels; and during the war, we took from her 1400. Before the war, she seized and made slaves of 6000 of our citizens; and we, in the war, killed more than 6000 of her subjects, and caused her to expend such a sum as amounted to 4 or 5000 guineas a head for every slave she made. She might have

purchased the vessels she took for less than the value of those she lost, and have used the 6000 of her men killed, for the purpose to which she applied ours-have saved the 4 or 5000 guineas a head-and obtained a character for justice, which is as valuable to a nation as to an individual. These considerations ought to leave her without inducement to plunder property, and take men in future on such dear terms. Jefferson.

A REAL CONVERSATION.

"Sir," said a poor, ragged, and rough-looking man, upon whose countenance traces of sorrow and extreme suffering were visible, to an individual whose sleek and seemly ensemble betokened plenty and happiness,"Sir, I am famishing. Will you give me the means of procuring food and a night's lodg ing?"

"Go along, my man, I have nothing for you. You can go to the alms-house, I suppose. I will give you a line to the alderman." "Sir," says the 66 poor man, I'd rather not go to the alms'-house. I only desire a temporary relief. I expect work in a day or two."

O, well, scratch along, my man; you are not so badly off as one would imagine."

"I am absolutely starving; I am sure you won't miss a quarter of a dollar."

"Bless my soul, do you think I gather mo

ney from the trees? Go along-don't be pertinacious now. Do take yourself off, there's a brave man.'

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"You owe me money, sir: I would not remind you of the fact, only that hunger makes me desperate."

"Owe you money!" exclaimed the sleek man, stepping back a spade or two; "you are mad!"

"No-seven years ago I worked for you.

You failed."

"O, ah!—an old score! O, that's quit another matter. Did it ever strike you that I have taken the benefit of the Act-gone clear through? Creditors are no more now. Can't touch me!"

"You reaped the benefit of that labor-are rich-while I am the poor wretch you see. You owe me that money, sir, in spite of all bankruptcies."

"I never do any thing illegal. What is egal, is honorable. The law says I don't owe you a cent."

"Honor says you do; and of the two, honor generally tells more truths than law," says the mendicant, evidently displeased.

"You are getting wearisome. Will you be kind enough to step out of the way?" "You call yourself a Christian?"

"I am a Christian, I flatter myself—a deacon."

"You are esteemed a pious, honest, trustworthy Christian?"

"I am as good a one as can be found in the religious community."

"Then the dominion of the evil one can boast of purity when compared with such communities, and the society of thieves is cemented by more real honor. Your respectability, honor, piety, and justice, are composed of broadcloths and fine words, and go no farther. Keep your money! I'd touch a copper of it!"

I'd starve before

Some years ago, the above conversation. actually took place in Broadway, near the American Museum. A short time ago, the mendicant-now a stove-dealer in businessemployed his oppressor (reduced to want) as a porter-and, after deducting the amount of the dishonored bill from his wages, when he had earned the amount of the bill, generously presented it to the fallen Pharisee. This is an absolute fact. Every day of life teems with such remarkable transactions and singular reverses. Retributive justice, sooner or later, overtakes the evil-doer-and the ingenuity of man knows not how to avert the merited and never-failing punisl ment.-New York Sun.

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