Gullibility, 16 Verticality, 19 Reverence, 7 Shallowness, 18 Assininity, 24 Ideality, 4 Caution, 3 Exteriority, 1 Noodleity, 10 Quantity, 13 Philoprogenitiveness, 9 Horizontality, 5 Combativeness, 1 Benevolence, 8 Color, 2 Inertness, 11 Sound, 13 Rotundity, 6
'There, that'll do; got 'em all down? Now _add 'em up_!' said the landlord, without moving a muscle. 'Comes out _exactly even_!' said the clerk; 'eighty-five in each column.' 'Why,' exclaimed BONIFACE, looking down contemptuously upon his astonished 'customer,' you haven't _got_ any character at all; _you_ don't want any chart; you'd be ashamed to show it the second time; _I_ should be ashamed even to _keep_ it. I never _saw_ such a case in all my large experience; 'comes out even!'--a perfect blank! Why, you must be the 'DAMPHOOL' that Mr. DOESTICKS describes!' With great shamefacedness the 'customer' arranged his disordered locks, put on his hat, and departed a sadder but a wiser man.' * * * A CORRESPONDENT of _The New-York Observer_, writing from Wales, in regard to the great religious revival which is prevailing among the workmen in the lead-mines of Conroy, says: 'Some of the miners established '_An Underground Prayer-Meeting_,' and assembled at it in large numbers, continuing to praise and pray for several hours. It was followed by extraordinary effects; and the result was 'a wonderful reformation in the morals and character of the miners.' One writing from the 'Gogian Lead-Mines,' says: 'Prayer-meetings are held here far below the surface of the earth. The 'clefts of the rocks,' in which they assemble for prayer and praise, seem to remind them of the 'cleft' in another rock, even CHRIST, in which the sinner is permitted to behold the divine glory:
'ROCK of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in THEE.'
The men work in companies; and there is not a company without its prayer-meeting under ground. It is delightful to hear the voice of melody and praise ascending to heaven from the very bowels of the earth. 'Out of the depths cried I unto THEE,' may literally be said of this subterranean 'Great Awakening.' There was but _one_ person working in the mine who was not a converted subject of the revival, and _his_ conversion was made the subject of daily 'fervent prayer.'' The very _reverse_ of this, was the foundation of a most interesting story which we remember having heard when a boy, some twenty years ago. It was connected with one of the coal-mines of England, and was, if we remember rightly, to the following purport: A young miner, who led a most exemplary life, who was a CHRISTIAN by 'profession,' by 'precept,' and by 'example,' was in the daily habit of retiring from the mouth of the mine with the mid-day meal which his wife had prepared, and which his little son had brought to him in a small tin vessel, together with a worn and dingy copy of the New Testament, from which he always read a chapter before touching his dinner. One of his every-day maxims, whatever might happen, was: '_It is all for the best_: it is well ordered: IT IS ALL FOR THE BEST.' One day, while reading and 'pondering' his customary 'BOOK of Books,' a vagrant dog passed along, seized his 'tin' dinner and ran off with it: his fellow-miners jeering and shouting, '_Is the loss of thy Dinner_, too, JOE, 'for the best?'' After having their laugh out, and while their comrade was racing around after the canine delinquent, the bell rang, and the 'operatives' descended into the mine. Meantime, unable to overhaul the dog-thief, the 'victim' had returned, and was nearing the mine, when a loud explosion and fire and smoke issuing from the wide open fissure in the ground, revealed the ignited '_Fire-Damp_' and its inevitable, awful accessories! Not a man of all his late jeering companions was rescued from that terrible subterranean 'consuming fire!' And how natural was the exclamation--the story, we remember, was in verse--which poured from his over-burthened, grateful heart: