At a country town, one Saturday evening, fatigued with his long journey, a vvagoner, with bis son John, drove his team into a good rang, and determined to pass the Sabbath enjoying a sesson of worehip with the good folks of the village. Whon the time for worahip arrived, John waa set to watch the toam, while the svagoner weut in with the crowd. The preacher hnd hardly announoed his subject befora the old man feil sound asleep. - Ho sat agaiost the partition in the center of the body slip; just over ngainst him, separated only by a very low partition, sat a fleshy lady who seeinod all absorbed in the sermón. She struggled hard with her feelings, but unabia to control them any longer, she burst out with a loud scraam, and shouted at the top of her voice, arousing the old man, who, but half awake, threw his arms around her waist, and cried, verysoothingly, "Whoa, Nanoy ! whoa, Nancy ! Here John," calling his son, "cut the belly band and Ioo3on the breuching; quick, or she'll tear everything to pieces."