here the simile ends, or is at fault; for the husband should invariably-take the lady's part!

Disparity of age is not a necessary bar to domestic felicity. A man of forty may make a wife of twenty extremely happy. When Plutus presides at the nuptials instead of Cupid, the "match" frequently proves a "lucifer," and the least friction sometimes produces an explosion that is anything but harmonious or agreeable.

who set themselves up for judges

Old women quaintly observe

We are of a different opinion. Love may sometimes cool a little in a protracted courtship, and gradually assume the milder symptoms of a confirmed friendship; but, as in the decoction of roots, a slow simmer is more likely to draw out the virtues than a rapid boil.

In the purchase of a horse, or a watch, a trial is allowed; and surely, in the choice of a wife some time and consideration ought to be permitted; for, after all, a breach of promise of marriage is a better alternative than a divorce. The one is only probable; the other difficult, and frequently impracticable.

In fine, youth of both sexes! if you wish to bė happy,

"Choose not alone a proper mate,
But proper time to marry."

LINK THE NINTH.

MARRIAGE is like a silk purse,-most agreeable to bear when there is plenty of money in it.

Marriage is like a mouse-trap-once get into it, and you are caught, without the least prospect of recovering your liberty.

Marriage is like a "rose-tree in full bearing." How attractive are its flowers! But the bright leaves fall after a season, and the thorns alone remain.

Marriage, among fools, is like a boiled calf's head without the accompaniment of brains.

Marriage is like a roast leg of mutton on Sundayserved up cold on Monday,-ditto, with pickles, on Tuesday, and hashed up on Wednesday.

Marriage is the sunshine of life; beneath its genial influence spring up the best affections, and the noblest virtues of man, which, in the sterility of selfish celibacy, would have lain dormant and useless. It is the source of virtuous pleasure in youth; the balm and solace of old age.

A good wife is, in fine, a priceless jewel; for, as Solomon truly says, "She openeth her mouth with wisdom, and in her tongue is the law of kindness; she looketh well to the way of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness; her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her."

Marriage by jingo! here comes my adorable wife! Mum!-ahem!

optical Yankee cannot, by the finest figure in the choice museum of his magniloquence, go beyond the mark in describing them. There is nothing in the current language of the New or the Old World that can possibly bring to the mind's-eye a correct idea of their volume and immensity!

We have sailed and steamed on them all, and have anchored in their natural bays and harbours, and landed on many of the innumerable little aits, or islands, which stud them, like bright emeralds on the heaving bosom of a giantess.

But we have sought in vain, from map or man, to discover that delectable river, so congenial in its course to our own indolence,-that river which a native American has described as "too lazy to run down a hill!” What a gem is that river! of the first water! a gem How wise it is to keep its bed! How unlike those turbulent and unruly streams, those graceless runaways-that are only fitted by Nature for the sea to which they rush.

YAWN THE SECOND.

MAN is a machine; ergo, the more friction he suffers from activity, the more rapidly will he wear out. That great philosopher, Diogenes, whose happiness and contentment even Alexander envied, was so perfectly convinced of this axiom, that he wisely contracted his worldly estate and possessions to the narrowest possible limits, and tenanted a tub. Happy mortal! that, like a snail, could carry his house upon his back.