NOT SO POOR AS I MOUT BE.—One day as Judge Parsons was jogging along on horseback over a destitute road, he came upon a log hut, dirty, smoky and wretched. He stopped to contemplate the too evident poverty of the scene. A poor, half-starved fellow, with uncombed hair and unshaved beard, thrust his head through a square hole, which served for a window, with, "I say, Judge, I aint so poor as you think me to be, for I don't own this ere land."
TO JOIN GLASS TOGETHER.—Melt a little ising-glass in spirits of wine, adding thereto about a fifth part of water, and using a gentle heat; when perfectly melted and mixed, it will form a transparent glue which will unite glass so that the fracture will be hardly perceived.
THE EMANCIPATED SLAVES.—Judge Leigh, John Randolph's Executor, is endeavoring to find a location for the slaves manumitted by the will of that eccentric man. A legacy of $25,000 is left to them. They do not wish to go to Liberia, and they cannot remain in Virginia. Judge L. is seeking a place in a free State, where they may be placed without danger of molestation from invidious laws or a still more invidious public feeling.
FIRST PRINTER IN AMERICA.—The first printer in North America was Samuel Greene. The press he used was procured by Rev. Joseph Glover, who died in 1638, on his voyage to Massachusetts. "The Freeman's Oath" was the first thing printed, in 1639—the next, an Almanac for New England, made by one Pierce, a mariner—and the third, the New England Version of the Psalms, in 1640. Greene afterwards printed Elliot's Bible, and the Laws of Massachusetts, Plymouth, and Connecticut.
POVERTY.—It is no honor to be rich, and no disgrace to be poor; therefore it is exceedingly foolish to strive after the appearance of wealth, if we are poor, and to be ashamed of the poverty which circumstances have brought upon us. This folly is a source of continual misery, and is seldom productive of any good.
HOOSIER WEDDING.—"What is your name, sir?" "Matty." "What is your name, miss?" "Polly." "Matty, do you love Polly?" "No mistake." "Polly, do you love Matty?" "Well, I reckon." "Well, then, I pronounce you man and wife."