CHARITY.

New Zealander, Volume XXII, Issue 2393, 3 April 1865, Page 3

CHARITY.

They who, bearing heavy burdens over Life’s mist hillv read, Strive to cheer a weaker brother, bowed beneath another load; Who, with young ones round about them, where full Plentv never smiled. Yet can stretch their heart and table to let in an orphan child; They who, half-fed, feed the breadless, in the travail of distress; They who, taking from a little, give to those who have still less; They who, needy, yet can pity when they look on greater need; These are Charity’s disciples —these are Mercy’s sons indeed. They, whose lips, with gentle instinct, ever watchfully restrain Random jest or keen allusion that may give another pain. They wao yield their own fond wishes, even for a stranger’s sake, Well content, by self-red ming, other’s happiness to make. They whose conscience bids them scruple o’er some deed they fain won'd do, Asking if the work of Pleasure be a work of Duty too; They who in broad, honest dealing do as they would be done by; These sro Charity’s soft ring-doves, soari ig nearest to the sky I They who bravely soom to tortnre aught that has not power to torn; They who look upon the mote things—seeing much to love an 1 learn They who think that holy Mercy is for all that live and feel ; These shall grace the angsTs record, stamped with the Almighty seal I —“ Se c EcKju and otkor Pomt," If Slim Cook

Modern Young L a hies.— lf Queen Charlotte, of snuff-taking memory; should revist the glimpses of the' moon, she - would see and hear mncti to make her venerable hair stand on end. She would litre in mute horror at a porkpie hat, and shudder •t the slang which now-a-days slips so naturally from the lips of sweet seventeen. But what would astonish her most—what would appear to her to • amount to little Jess than a social revolution—would be the total disappearance of that element of distance and reserve which marked the relations between young persons of the opposite sex in her days. The theory of a young lady’s position is so altered that her grandmother would not recognise l it for the game which she herself occupied <in all the glory of a highly frizzled head and a peternattirally shortened waist. ■ She was regarded and treated much as a tender lamb in the near vicinity of wolves. The approaches to the fold were strictly guarded A duenna, clothed with despotic powers, warned off male marauders. This lamb-and-wolf theory is quite exploded. Young ladies ate rio longer lamb-like in anythirig, except it be in the sportive agility with which they frisk over the barriers of etiquette. Nor is the male sex credited »OW-a-days with the wolfish propensities with which a prudish generation 1 invested it. A better understanding exists between the young people of the two sexes. They mix with each other much more, and know each other much more Intimately. The wall of partition which used to divide them has been thrown down. 1 The pervading tone of their common everyday relations is no longer one of stiffness and formality, but of boyish frankness and easy familiarity. For good or for evil, young-ladydom has abandoned its old attitude towards the other sex of armed observation. For good or for evil, it has been driven by the pressure of its matrimonial fexigencies to emancipate itself from the' thraldom of old fashioned notions of propriety. It has quitted the old defences, and goes forth now-a-days to encounter man, as diplomatists say,'“ on its own responsibility.” —Saturday Review. Kkep out or Debt. —There is nothing more to be dreaded than debt; when a person, whose principles are good, unhappily falls into this situation, adieu to all peace and comfort. The reflection embitters every meal, and 1 drives from file eye-lids refreshing sleep. It corrodes and cankers every cheerful idea; and, like a stern Cerberus, guards each avenue to the'heart, so that pleasure dares not approach. Happy! thrice happy! 4re those who are blessed with an Independent competence, and can • ednfine their wants within the bounds of that competence, be it what it may. To such alone the bread of life is palatable and nourishing. 1 It needs no prophet t<> tell us that those who live fully up to their means, without any thought of a reverse in life, .can never attain to pecuniary independence. Thousands of men are kept poor, 1 and tens of thousands are made so after : they have acquired quite sufficient to support them well through fife, in consequence of laying their plans of living on too extensive a platform. Sweet is the morsel that is acquired bv an honest industry, the produce of which is permanent, or that flows from a source which will Bot fail. A subsistence, that is precarious or procured by an uncertain prospect of payment, Carries neither wine nor oil with it. * That person Who is deeply involved in debt, experiences on earth all the tortures the poets describe to be the )ot of the wretched inhabitants of Tartarus. Home Management.— -Though the art of inannging a bouse may at first sight seem a very llmple affair, yet there are few people who do it Well. Most women often dislike the worry of Over management almost as much as neglect. The great art is to hit the happy medium quietly, and to keep the servants to their duty without scolding them. It is a great point to live always in the same manner as regards Style, to have the cloth laid as carefully when alone as when there |s company. When this is this case 1 no wife feels afraid of her husband bringing in an unexpected guest; 'and it is gratifying to a husband to find a guest of this kind received quietly; whereas, nothing can be more disagreeable-'to a- husband than to see his house thrown into confusion, his wife cross, and his servants Scrambling to change the things laid on the table, arid in abort everything going wrong, simply because, he had asked a friend to dine, without giving a day or two’s notice of his intentiofa to do so It would be in better taste to allow the stranger to sit down to a meal served as roughly as a country laborer’s in a hovel, than to attempt to receive him with extempore finery; for the awkwardness and blunders of the servants will soqn show him the real state of the case.

Crag M’Snoo Esq.—Mr, Crag MSnog'was a peculiar man, with peculiar boots, and a peculiar temp rament. His pecoliararities consisted of an everlasting desire to bbrrow. BorroW was his principle aim in life, and borrow was the result of all his plans for the future. Hfenever lent money for he never had any, to' lend. If he met a’friend in the street, the conversation , wduld invariably assume this finale. For instance, hemet'Gorkins, jnn., on the side vtalk; “ Ahl how sin you, Gorkins ? how are you ?' A 1 IWell ?” “ No,” replies the aolemfi'Gorkins. “ wife’s dead; baby’s got the ineaaleS; ” and a' teiar stole down CorldnJ’a cheek. The tear, not bereavement of the grieving husband, did not abash Mr.M Snog; and, taking Gorkins bjy the button-hole •rith an impressive grin o hope, mingled with 1 fenr, he thus continued • “ Gorkins got such a thing as a t-h about you ? ” « Yes certainly."— “ Then allow hie the loan of it-for a few days, until I get a remittance from home,” rejoined M’Snog. Gorkins looked still more solemn, and replied: My dear Snog, 1 have a ten, hut its - all I’ve got, and that's counterfeit” M Snog slid, perfectly disgusted With the world, and tried to borrow an oyster stew from a ; friend, “only for a short time.” — American Paper. A Post Office Curiosity.—A letter’was posted at the thief post-office in London a short time since, bea ng the gnbjoined (minute though somewhat indefinite) address : “Tomy sister Bridget, or.elseto my brother Tim malony. or if not, to gudy her mother-in-law. who'came to americy, but did not stay long, and went back to the onld country _in care of the Praste who lives in the Parish of Balcanbnry Jn Cork—ur if not. to some Decent Neighbour in Ireland.” The * rhoh » d Been some seven summers,' w do yon know why our tom cat js like a poet?” Ma didn’t. “ Why” exclaimed the precocious pet “doesn’t he go out moonlight nights and invoke the mews f" . 1 " ' Privilege and Infirmity. — A lady having spoken sharply to Dr. Parr, apologised by saying, “ It is the privilege of women to talk nonsense.” The doctor' replied “ No, madam, it is not their hat their infirmity. Ducks would walk if they con'd,' but nature suffers them only to waddle.” Hand, Heart, and fortune.— lt is certainly the most transcendent pleasure to be agreeably surprised with the confession of love from an adored mistress. A young gentleman, after hj veiy >;rcut misfortune, came to his mistresa, and told her he was reduced e • en to the want of five guineas. To which she replied. “I unj glad of it, with all my heart.” —“Are yon so, mad im,"adds he, suspecting her constancy; « pray, why so ? ” —“ Because,” said she, “ I can furnish yon with five thousand.”

Josh BiLbings Insures his Life.—l knm to the conc’usiou lately that life was so onsartain, that the only way for me to stand a fare with;.other folks .was to get my life insured, and so 1 hailed on file agent of the Garden Angel life Insurance Co., .and.answered thefollowing questions which wire put tn me, over the top of a pear of specs, by a slick old feller, with a round grey head on him as any man ever own -d:—Are ynmai' or Jong yu- have been so. Hac. yn a- father or mother ? if so which? Are yu subject tn fits ? and if so, da yu hare more nhan one at a ‘imp? What is yonr precise fitting wate? Did yu ever have any ancestors ? and if .so how mnch? Du yn have any nightmare ? Are yu married or sing’e, or are yu a bac'ie o 1 ? Have yu ever committed suicide? and if so, how. did it effect yn ? After answering the above questions like a man, in a oonfirmatiff, the sick little fat old felier ■with goM specs on, aed I. wip insured fur life, and probably would remain so fur sr.m years I thanked, him and smiled one of raj' most pens; ve smiles. —American Paper A traveller, relating is adventures, told the company tiiatht and his servantshadmade fifty w.MArebsrun, whi. hj Startled them. He o^ser. Ed that “ there was no great merit in that for/’ said he, ‘ We ran, and they ran after ns.”