Time moved on, unimpeded in its course by the tide of human affairs or human wishes, though to the anxious mind it seemed to linger. The elections in the states were over-the returns received, and it was left with Congress to elect one of the three highest candidates. These were General Jackson, Mr. Adams and Mr. Crawford. A new field for intrigue and effort was now opened-but I check a pen, whose limited design is to portray only domestic scenes and sentiments.

feelings excited—and party spirit carried its vigilance | be, in the regions of immortality, strife and contention and restrictions to such a degree, as to regulate the would cease, and the ties of social life remain unbroken common visitations and civilities between the families by conflicting interests. of the candidates and their friends. So nicely were the different parties balanced, that incidents, and persons at other times insignificant, grew into importance, and "trifles light as air” swayed public opinion, and as it was supposed might ultimately determine the issue. The intimate, nay, even the casual visiters at the houses of these competitors for the Presidency, were known to each other, and where they had weight or influence became objects of jealousy and suspicion. These gentlemen were so aware of the system of espionage that existed, that precautions were taken of a similar kind as those that are necessary for an army encamped in an enemy's country. Sentinels were placed and doors were guarded. One gentleman knowing that certain spies were nightly placed opposite his front door, received his friends through a back passage; they came at midnight and departed before daylight. These night visits were pretty general; and on one occasion a friend of Mr. Crawford's being seen, at dawn of day, leaving the house of one of the candidates, became an object of such suspicion to his party, that all confidence was withdrawn, and intercourse suspended.

Mr. Crawford, who despised all these petty intrigues and machinations, advised his wife and daughter to visit Mrs. Jackson as they had previously done: morning visits were interchanged, and Mrs. C. proposed asking the General and his wife to pass a social evening with her. When this was accidentally known to some of the politicians who visited at the house, it was so remonstrated against, so opposed, that Mrs. C. relinquished her hospitable intent. On another occasion, Mrs. Adams invited Miss Crawford to accompany her to the theatre, which very guilelessly and innocently she would have done, had not these same politicians put their veto on the proposition, and proved satisfactorily that she might thereby compromise her father's interests, and confirm a rumor already afloat, of coalitions between Mr. Crawford's party and one or other of the opponents.

The decisive day at length arrived. It was a downright snow-storm. Aware of the attraction which would draw every one to the capitol, Mr. Crawford and his family seated themselves round the blazing fire in the drawing-room without any fear of being interrupted by visiters. No expectation existed of the election being decided on the first day—it was even supposed that it might remain in suspense and the ballotting be continued for many days-possibly to the last day of the session; consequently little anxiety was felt about the result of that morning's ballotting. The subject was little spoken or thought of in this family circle. "I dreamt last night, papa, that I had churned a fine batch of butter, which I brought in my milk-pail to show you, and which you praised as the best butter you had ever eaten." "And I dreamt," said the other daughter, "that I was in our garden at Woodlawn gathering strawberries." "It is more than likely, girls, that your dreams will come true," answered their father. "I do wish they would," said the mother; "I am sure we should be far happier at home than we could ever be in the President's house."

"How can you say so?" exclaimed a domesticated friend, who was present. "After a struggle of two years, defeat will be very hard to bear-even in a game of chess it requires some philosophy to take it patiently."

"I cannot deny that," answered Mrs. Crawford; “it is only the mortification of defeat I care for-on every other account most sincerely do I wish we may go to Woodlawn, instead of the White house. I am sure we should be far happier." "Let us have our book," said Mr. Crawford, "and while one of you reads to me, I will likewise have a game of chess with one of the boys."

The snow prevented the sound of wheels from being heard on the ground, and before any one was aware of the approach of a carriage, the door opened, and Mr. D. entered. The suddenness of his entrance made every one start; his face was flushed with emotion—his ma ner hurried.

Even the theatre was subjected to the same influence, and on different evenings filled exclusively by one party; it was one of the modes adopted to ascertain the zeal and strength of parties; and it was amusing on such occasions to observe the vacillations, the embarrassments, The book was so interesting that the election going the hesitations of those who feared to commit them-on at the capitol was for the time forgotten. The storm selves, whether or no they would go to the theatre with continued raging. It looked gloomy without doors, but such or such persons, and the variety of excuses by bright, warm and cheerful within. which they would evade invitations. What an exhilarating evening was that on which Mr. Crawford's friends filled the theatre! And now, how is that strong phalanx broken-divided-scattered! Many of them in high office-one in the highest. And Mr. Crawford! he has gone to the quiet grave, "where the wicked cease from troubling, and where the weary are at rest." The warfare and the turmoil of human passions—the defeats or triumphs of ambition-the inconstancy or fidelity of friends-the joys or sorrows of the heartthe alternations of hope and fear-are all buried in that quiet grave. If the spirit can look back on the scenes it has left below, how puerile-how insignificant-how ephemeral must the highest aims of human life appear! Could they be now estimated, as they will one day

"Hundreds would be in haste to bring good tidings," said he, “but here I come with bad news. Adams is chosen on the first ballot." "Is it possible?" exclaimed Mr. Crawford. "I thought it would have been Jackson; well, I am glad it is over." Not a change of tone, of voice, or of countenance, evinced any quick or deep feeling; and being glad it was over, was a declaration as natural as it was sincere-for suspense is of all states of mind the most intolerable.

The family received the information with as little emotion as Mr. Crawford.

"Well," observed Mrs. C., "one thing consoles me; the disappointment is of God and not of man, for had Mr. Crawford been in good health it would not have been so."

sible to win the game, gentlemen--the cards were packed." "And that," said Mr. Cobb, "is the fact. The people have been tricked out of the man of their choice."

About tea time, four or five other senators and members came in; the conversation naturally turned on the events of the day; each had some interesting characteristic incident to relate. What developments! what machinery-wheel within wheel, and all put into motion by the mainspring. One mind-one individual, governing and directing the actions of others, who perhaps never suspect themselves of being the mere agents of the master spirit.

Soon afterwards another carriage drove to the door. Mr. L—y came in, looking very much cast down, and shaking Mr. Crawford's outstretched hand, said in a voice as melancholy as his countenance, "It is all over." Mr. Cobb, who had accompanied him, was so much agitated, he could not immediately see Mr. C. but went into the dining-room. Mrs. Crawford and her daughters went to him; he shook their hands, and brushing away the tears, which in spite of his endeavors would gush to his eyes, "Well, girls," said he, "you may pack up as soon as you please." He could say no more; his voice was suffocated by emotion. His feelings were those of a tender and ardently attached friend, not those of a disappointed politician." "Come," said Miss C., shaking hands with him, "you may as well laugh as cry; come in and see papa, but not with that gloomy face." It was some time however before he could control his feelings; at last he went into the drawing-room, laughing and clapping his hands as if in great exultation, calling out, "Adams has it-Adams has it-hurra for Adams." Mr. Crawford took his offered hand, and smiled, as he said, "Why, Cobb, you are laughing the wrong side of your mouth." "As well laugh as cry," answered he, rubbing his hands. "Your laugh however looks very much like a cry," replied his friend, laughing at the same time himself at Mr. Cobb'spense, imparts to the mind, is so pleasurable a sensawry faces.

"No more drawing-rooms, young ladies," said Mr. Cobb, turning to the girls, "you may go home to the dairy and learn to make butter and cheese and spin cotton for your own clothes."

"My dream will come true after all," said Miss C. "And what shall I do?" said a little girl of seven years old.

The President elected by the People! The President elected by the House of Representatives!—an article of the constitution-a fine theoretical principle. But is it the fact? Forms of government may vary and modify the modes of human life, but cannot change the principles of human nature; and from the savage hordes who roam the wilderness, unclothed and unhoused, to the most civilized and enlightened communities, the few ever have and ever will govern the many. The subdivisions of society move like satellites round the central luminary. It is an elementary principle, which no forms of government can subvert. But my pen is wandering from its humble path.

The tea table was removed-cards and chess were introduced, and parties arranged for the different games, which were played without much interruption to conversation.

That ease, which certainty, after long endured sus

tion, that for a time it is a compensation for disappointment and defeat. Relieved from the pressure of anxiety, the spirits of the company rose with an elastic force, and every one seemed inspired with an unusual degree of gaiety; but, whatever the cause, the fact was certain, that they were very merry, and joked and laughed in all honesty and sincerity. Two of the gentlemen said they would look in at the President's drawing-room, "You? Lord knows; pick cotton seed I suppose." and return and report what they might see and hear. "No, no," said the fond mother, "she shall reel the It was near eleven o'clock when they came back. The cotton yarn. I have a pretty little reel that goes click, concourse was so great, that it was with difficulty they click." The child jumped for joy; "and as for you," had effected their entrance--the mass so compact that continued the mother, taking her youngest in her arms, individuals could scarcely move, but were carried along "you, darling, shall hold the spools.” "And what are by the pressure of the crowd without any agency of we to do?" cried the rest of the boys. "Why, go to their own. "Pray, sir, take your finger out of my ear." the plough to be sure, all except, the eldest son."I will, madam, the moment I can move my arm.” We must have one gentleman in the family, so he must Such and many more ludicrous incidents did the genbe the lawyer."

After a while, every one quietly seated themselves to listen to the detailed account, given by one of the gentlemen, of the mode in which the business had been conducted, and of the causes that produced this unexpocted result; which narration was often interrupted by exclamations from Mr. Cobb, “Treachery-treachery." "Hush, hush," said Miss C. "Do not use such rash words; hard names and bad words will not alter the matter."

"It is enough to ruffle the temper of a better man than me," reiterated the ardent Mr. Cobb. "Such treachery and cowardice.....

tlemen relate.

Persons who never before had found an entrée into good company, had this night forced themselves in, notwithstanding the vigilance of the marshal who guarded the door-way. General Scott had been robbed of his pocket book, containing bills to a large amount, and much mirth occasioned by the idea of pick-pockets in the President's drawing room.

"Mr. Adams was there," said Mr. W————, "but wa less an object of attention than General Jackson, who was surrounded by persons of all parties." "This sympathy with the conquered, instead of the conqueror, is honorable to human nature," observed one of the Among other incidents, one of the gentlemen men-company. "That may be doubtful," said Mr. tioned that Mr. Randolph, who counted the ballots, Many were disappointed and angry at Mr. Adams's after announcing the result, exclaimed, "It was impos- success. No unkindly feelings were excited by Gene

ral Jackson's defeat. Self-love is humiliated by another's success, but if Rochefoucault is to be believed, self-love is gratified by the misfortunes of even one's friends.

"General Jackson," continued Mr. W——, went up and shook hands with Mr. Adams, and congratulated him very cordially on his election."

this government pass through such an ordeal. It disappoints the calculations and expectations of the enemies of republican institutions."

And the mode or form of this election-how simple and dignified.

The counting of the votes of the electoral colleges, was done by the senate and house conjointly. Foreign "That was a useless piece of hypocrisy," said Mr. ministers, strangers of distinction, and Gen. Lafayette Crawford; "it deceived no one. Shaking hands was were present; but when the Senate rose, and the House very well-was right, but the congratulatory speech of Representatives formed itself into a body of states, to might have been omitted. I like honesty in all things."elect the President, the senators withdrew from the floor, "And Mr. too was there. Had you but seen and all other persons from the house. him-so smiling-so courteous-so exulting-every glance of his eye-every smile of his lip said plainer than words could say 'I have settled this matter-I have made the President.""

"Curse him," said Mr. Cobb. "No, no," said Mr. Crawford, "he may and probably did act conscientiously."

"By

"What, even General Lafayette ?"

"Yes," replied Mr. L., who was describing the scene, "had General Washington himself been there, he too must have withdrawn." The delegation of each state sat together, and after ascertaining by ballot which candidate had the majority in the state, an individual of the delegation was chosen to put the ballot in the ballot-box. The whole proceeding was conducted with silence, order and dignity; and after the ballots were

But disappointed people will say hard things. It grew late. The company made their adieus, and all given in, Mr. Webster and Mr. Randolph were apMr. Crawford retired to his chamber. pointed the tellers. It was Mr. Webster who, with an

When the fact of his election was communicated to audible and distinct voice, announced that J. Q. Adams Mr. Adams by the committee appointed for that pur-was elected, when Mr. Randolph made the speech alpose, one of the gentlemen said, that during their ad-ready related.

dress the sweat rolled down Mr. Adams's face; he shook The day succeeding this eventful one, was warm and from head to foot, and was so agitated he could scarcely stand or speak. Every one knows he is a man of keen sensibility and strong feelings, and taken by surprise, as he certainly was, his agitation was not to be wondered at. The heavy and continued snow-storm on the day of election was considered a favorable circumstance, as it prevented the assemblage of crowds or mobs, as had been apprehended. In one ward of the city an effigy of Mr. A———— had been prepared, and had it not been for the storm would have been burned; and this, most probably, would have produced some riot among his friends, particularly the negroes, who, when his election was declared, were the only persons who expressed their joy by loud huzzas.

bright. The dazzling whiteness of the snow that covered the ground, increased the splendor of the unclouded sunshine. The whole city seemed in motion; carriages whirled along the avenue, and the foot-paths were crowded with pedestrians. Citizens and strangers, ladies and gentlemen, hastening to pay their respects not only to the President elect, but to General Jackson and Mr. Crawford, whose drawing-room was never vacant from eleven o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock at night. But he did not seem as well as usual; the excitement had perhaps been too much for him, and a re-action took place. He looked pale-was languid and serious. In the evening he kept the younger children up later than usual. At twilight he took the two Among the higher classes, no exultation was evinced; little ones, as was his custom, on his knees, wrapping his respect and sympathy for the disappointed candidates arms around them, and seemed to feel, with more than his silenced any expressions of triumph. In fact, never accustomed tenderness, their innocent caresses. Often was the social principle more beautifully developed. he was seen to press them to his bosom, to kiss their Party hostility was instantly extinguished-a simulta-cheeks, their lips. The little girl, (an affectionate little neous spirit of kindness appeared in all classes of so-creature,) kneeling on his lap, would hug and kiss him— ciety. Rivalry being extinct, suspicion vanished-con-smooth his hair-stroke his cheeks. Mrs. Crawford fidence revived. The storm was passed-sunshine re-thinking she might teaze or fatigue her father, would turned, and diffused its warmth and cheerfulness over the whole social system.

have taken her away. "No, no," said he, clasping her and his infant son tightly to his bosom, "I cannot part Even the clapping in the gallery of Congress Hall, with them yet." After tea, when he sat down to his was sudden and momentary. It was silenced by loud game of whist, he put the children on the sofa by him. hisses, before the command of the speaker to clear the There they stood, playing all manner of little tricksgalleries could have been heard. Silenced by popular bobbing their heads now here, now there-kissing first feeling! and a word from the chair, without the appli-one, then the other cheek-untying his cravat, pulling cation of any force, instantly cleared the galleries. How his hair; but nothing that they did disturbed him, admirable are our institutions! What a contrast does though in general he was impatient of any interruption this election by the House of Representatives form to while playing whist or chess-but this evening he never the elections of a Polish Diet. There, as General La-checked them, nor would he permit their being sent to fayette observed, foreign armies surrounded the assem-bed, but every now and then turned to pat their checks bly and controlled their elections. In Washington, on and kiss them. the 9th of February, not a sign of civil or military au

Amiable, warm-hearted man! Affection proved the thority interfered with the freedom of the election. "I most effectual balm to heal the wound inflicted by disrejoice," added this veteran, "I rejoice to have seen lappointed ambition.

He kept his family around him the whole time, nor | sistently with his opinion of what is right, or to do any could they endure to be an hour away from him. Even Mrs. B, the old nurse, (a worthy woman, who had lived many years in the family,) could not long absent herself, but made frequent excuses to come into the drawing-room, and to show some kind little attention.

thing he thinks wrong; and you well know that to re-
main in an administration whose principles and mea-
sures he could not conscientiously support, is what he
could not be persuaded to do. But come, the game is
over; I will give him the letter."
"Let me advise you," said Mr.

not to give it

"Poor old woman," said Mr. Crawford, "she seems to him to-night. It might cause him some wakeful to take it to heart more than any one." hours-might disturb his rest."

"It is the idea of being separated from the children," "I am not the least afraid," answered his daughter. said a friend, who was then an inmate of the family. "Be persuaded," said Mr. holding back her "She told me yesterday that she could not leave you; hand-" Allow me to know a little more of these matthat she was determined to go to Georgia with the chil-ters than you possibly can do. An answer cannot be dren—and that if you had nothing but a crust of bread sent until to-morrow-the delay will make no differto give her, still she would not leave the family." ence-your father has been fatigued by company all Mr. Crawford was visibly affected; his eyes betray-day long-let him have a night's sound sleep before ed his feelings. How every one who knows this man you give him this letter."

loves him!

About two o'clock General Lafayette came. Weary of conversation, Mr. Crawford, after the departure of a crowd of visiters, had sat down to a game of chess; he rose and shook hands long and cordially with the General, and then resumed his game, which was near its close, and deeply interesting. The General would not relinquish his hand, which he held within both his, and seemed oppressed with emotion. He sat on the sofa, as close as he could to Mr. Crawford, and once or twice, under the impulse of strong feeling, seemed as it were going to embrace him. The game finished, an animated conversation took place.

"I yield to your wishes," replied she, "though without the least apprehension of his rest being disturbed by reading this letter."

"Are you fully aware of the alternative on which your father is called to decide? An honorable office-a good salary--an advantageous residence for his large, his young family--and comparative poverty-for you are aware how greatly his private affairs have suffered by his absence from home."

"Yes, I know all these things. I know that the agreeable excitement of public life--the gratification of high office--the pleasures of society--the comforts of affluence, must be exchanged for the retirement and "I am glad," said Lafayette, "on my own account, obscurity of a country life. I know that our farm, in that Jackson was not chosen, for our friend consequence of his long absence, is in a ruinous, misewould have thrown the whole blame on me, and attri-rable condition--that as you say, he goes to comparabuted the choice of a soldier to the military enthusiasm which he says my visit has awakened through the country. In order to avoid any such influence, and to show that I respect civil more than military power, I have invariably avoided wearing my uniform, and on every occasion have reviewed the troops in my plain His daughter was right. The next morning she blue coat and round hat. Yet would have handed her father the letter. He was evidently pleased thrown all the blame on my shoulders." not only with the offer, but the terms in which that Mr. Crawford expressed his high sense of the deli-offer was made. The letter was not a cold, complicacy and discretion General Lafayette had shown not only in this, but every other circumstance relative to the Presidential contest.

tive poverty--yet I am certain my father will not waver
one moment in his decision. He has already consider-
ed the subject--his mind is made up."
"We shall see," said Mr.
certain as you are."

"I am not quite as

mentary official communication; it was written in language expressive of high esteem and friendly feeling. He reperused it before he said any thing; then diIn the evening while, as before described, Mr. Craw-rected his daughter to get pen and paper, and he would ford was playing at whist, and his daughter and some female friends were conversing with the gentlemen not engaged at cards, a servant brought in a letter, which as usual was handed to Miss Crawford, who always opened and examined her father's letters.

"Mr. Adams is prompt-kindly so," said she, handing the letter to her confidential friend who sat beside her. "See in what friendly terms he expresses his wish that my father should retain his present office, and continue in the new administration." "And what answer," inquired Mr., "do you suppose your father will give?" "Oh, a negative, as he told you he would in case the offer was made."

"But now the offer is made, his mind may change. We gentlemen, about offices, feel and act as you ladies do about lovers; and often accept a positive offer, which in anticipation we had resolved to reject."

"Be certain my father will not change his resolution. No honor or advantage could tempt him to act incon

dictate an answer. The answer was what she expected; the offer was declined, but in terms full of respect and good will. Had Mr. Adams received this original answer, doubtless he would have been much more gratified than he could have been with the one actually sent him. Some of the political and confidential friends to whom it was shown, objected to its kindly tone, and after a long discussion, wearied but not convinced, Mr. Crawford consented to a more cold and formal reply to Mr. Adams's really friendly letter. If, as Sallust says, politicians have no hearts, Mr. Crawford was no politician, for never had man a more capacious or warmer heart than his. But these advisers were politicians.

In other respects Mr. Adams showed towards Mr. C. the same good feeling; hearing that he wished to dispose of his service of plate and his fine stock of wine, Mr. Adams sent his steward with an offer to take both the plate and the wine at Mr. Crawford's own valuation, thus saving him the necessity of exposing them

to public sale. To the last farewell visit which Mr. Crawford paid him, Mr. Adams in various ways evinced personal respect and regard for the ex-secretary. It is pleasant to have such things to relate-such proofs of good feeling between political opponents-were it only for their rarity.

On the second or third morning after the election, General Jackson paid Mr. Crawford a visit. His manner was frank, courteous, almost cordial. They had not met for several years, and had been mutually irritated against each other by the representations of their respective partisans and friends. The cause of hostility was now removed, and they met like good and brave men, enemies in war-friends in peace. Every one present was greatly pleased with the conversation and demeanor of General Jackson: he had, in all respects, since his political defeat, exhibited great dignity and magnanimity. Not the slightest allusion was made to recent events, but topics of general interest, such as agriculture, European news, &c. &c. made up the conversation during the half hour's visit.

The interesting details into which he entered, fixed the attention of the company most part of the evening, but are too long to be repeated.

Cool and dispassionate in his manner-slow and ever impeded in his enunciation-with a face indicative of strong powers of mind, it is difficult to conceive that Mr. Owen is a mere visionary-an enthusiast. Yet so impracticable are his schemes-so ideal his system, that he can be considered in no other light.

During this visit to Washington, Mr. Owen had an interview with Mr. Wirt, at his own house-where, unrestrained and uninterrupted by the presence of different persons, he had an opportunity of opening his views and explaining his principles, to a man whose good opinion he most earnestly wished to secure. The undivided attention with which Mr. Wirt listened to him—the lively interest which his ever expressive countenance indicated, flattered Mr. Owen with the hope that he was carrying conviction to the mind of his listener, and he became proportionately more earnest and animated. At length, he paused and waited for some re| ply—some observation from his auditor. At last, “Mr. Owen," said Mr. Wirt, "have you never been told that you were a madman?"

What a shock must this have been to the sanguine enthusiast! But he soon recovered himself, and undauntedly answered, "Yes, sir-often. But what reformer, including even the founder of your religion, has not been called a madman-or, men beside themselves ?”

Thus it was, that even this rebuff could not lessen his confidence in the truth and final triumph of his principles. But to return from this digression.

Mr. Crawford determined to commence his journey home as soon as the roads and the weather would allow of his travelling. Meanwhile he was every evening surrounded with an agreeable circle of friends and acquaintances. The embargo of party politics was taken off-the freedom of social intercourse restored, and persons of all parties evinced their personal regard and consideration by frequent visits. The approaching inauguration drew crowds of strangers to the city, few of whom omitted calling on Mr. Crawford. Among others, was Mr. Owen of Lanark. Ugly, awkward and unprepossessing in voice, manners and appearance, he is In the course of a few weeks, the necessary prepanevertheless extremely interesting in conversation, and rations for his departure being completed, Mr. Crawford while he captivates attention by the novelty of his ideas, and his family left Washington to return with broken he conciliates the feelings of his hearers by the evident health, to what might well be called a broken fortune. benevolence of his own disposition. Even those who Under such circumstances, is it unjust to say, that there most condemn his principles, do justice to his feelings, are few men who would, like Mr. Crawford, have deand look upon him as wrong in judgment, but right inclined office, offered as it was offered, with a sincerity heart. and kindness that admitted of no doubt? He had a Mr. Owen cares not how degraded, vicious, or igno-large family, with an income totally inadequate for their rant his new colonists may be, as he believes the re-education and settlement in life. He enjoyed society generating power of his system to be such, as soon to more than most men. He was not without ambition, render them virtuous and enlightened.

At Lanark, he said he had commenced with the dregs of the dregs of society. In a population of two thousand four hundred criminal and ignorant persons, he had never made use of any punishments or rewards, beyond a small fine, to restrain vice, and the happiness which resulted from good conduct, to encourage virtue. “Make a man happy, and you make him virtuous. Where there is no want, there is no temptation. To make men happy, instruct their minds and employ their hands. This is the whole of my system," continued he, "and the two most effective moral agents I use, are music and dancing. Relaxation and amusement after labor, are both morally and physically necessary. Dancing combines exercise and amusement-music exhilarates the spirits while it soothes the passions."

yet he unhesitatingly sacrificed the advantages and enjoyments of high office to his sense of right. In answer to a friend who argued the subject with him, he replied, "I cannot honestly remain in the administration, differing as I do from the President on some important principles. I could not support measures I did not approve, and to go into the cabinet merely as an opponent, would be as ungenerous as useless. If Mr. Adams does right, I hope my friends will support his administration; if the contrary, my friends will be at liberty to oppose it, which they could not well do, were I in the administration." Such, or nearly such, were his words, when discussing this subject. I cannot honestly do it, was with this upright statesman a decisive reason.

On reaching home he found his house in a sadly dilapidated condition. Nor was the farm in any better. "And can you deter from vice and stimulate to vir- Every where the consequences of neglect were contue without the fear of punishment or hope of reward?" spicuous. With an energy which was not to be ex“Yes,” answered he, "fear and hope are equally ban-pected from his infirm state of health, his shattered ished from my system. The actual enjoyment which constitution, he set himself to work to repair the sad results from virtuous conduct, I have ever found to be effects of his long absence. His mind busied itself a sufficient incentive." with projects of improvement, which alas! neither his