The Hon. Louis McLane gets a salary of $5000 a year--nearly $100 per week--for holding the office of President of the Baltimore and Ohio Railway Company. * * * * * An imperial _quarter_ of Indian corn, in 480 pounds, which is equal to eight bushels of sixty pounds each. We suppose some of our readers would like to know about that. * * * * * A solution of copper is an excellent wash for purifying sinks, and removing all unpleasant effluvia. Two or three applications will be effectual. * * * * * We are informed that the steamer Buffalo is making arrangements for the adoption of Barnum's Safety Apparatus. * * * * * Two iron steamboats, of 70 tons each, are to run between Philadelphia and Reading, Pa., carrying freight and passengers. * * * * * The editor of the Cincinnati Commercial says that he has a project for connecting the old and new worlds by telegraph. * * * * * Twelve hundred and thirty-four miles of magnetic telegraph are reported to be in actual operation in the United States. * * * * * An association of capitalists at Worcester county, Mass., are exploring a vein of copper in Greenfield. =The True Ornament.= 'The ornament of a meek and quiet spirit.' BY MISS E. J. ANDREWS. I ask not for the glittering wreath, Of India's sparkling diamonds rare, To deck my brow, while oft beneath, There throbs a heart with heaviest care. I ask not for the gilded chain, Of perishing and worthless gold, To clasp my neck, while oft in vain The heart's best sympathies unfold. Oh! give me not the worthless dust, For which vain, anxious mortals toil, To treasure up where moth and rust, Doth soon corrupt the hoarded pile. I covet not the gay attire, In which vain beauty oft appears, Oft that which wondering crowds admire, Needeth far more their heartfelt tears. But there's an ornament I crave;-- To grant, vain world, it is not thine, It floateth not o'er yon proud wave, Nor yields it me earth's richest mine. Oh, may it be a guileless heart! In heaven's own sight of priceless worth! Where nought corrupting e'er hath part, Pure, as the source which gave it birth. _A spirit meek and pure within;_ May this, alone, my life adorn, Unsullied by the touch of sin, Though subject to the proud world's scorn. This ornament, O God of Love! 'Tis Thine, and Thine alone, to give; Oh, may I its rich beauties prove, And in its full possession, _live_! _Bethel, Conn._, 1846. =Female Piety.=