A FEW ladies in Dublin, who often met together to read the Word of GOD, one day occupied their attention with the passage now before the eye of the reader. One of the ladies expressed her opinion that 'the fuller's soap and the refiner of silver' were only the _same_ image to convey the same view of the sanctifying influence of the grace of CHRIST. 'No,' said another, 'they are not the same image; there is something remarkable in the expression, 'HE shall _sit_ as the refiner and purifier of silver.'' On going into the town, this lady called on a silver-smith, and desired to know the process of refining silver, which he fully explained to her. 'But do you _sit_, Sir,' she asked, 'while you are refining?' 'Yes, Madam, I must sit with my eye steadily fixed on the furnace; since if the silver remain too long, it is sure to be injured.' She at once saw the beauty and comfort of the expression. CHRIST sees it needful to put his people into the furnace, but HE is seated by the side of it--HIS eye is steadily fixed on the work of purifying--and his wisdom and his love are both engaged to do all in the best manner for them. As the lady was returning to her friends, to tell them what she had heard, as she turned from the shop-door, the silver-smith called her back, and said, he had forgotten one thing, and that was, he only knew the process of refining to be complete by seeing his own image in the silver. When CHRIST sees his own image in his people, the work of purifying is accomplished. It may be added, that the metal continues in a state of agitation, until all impurities are thrown off, and then it becomes quite still; a circumstance which heightens the analogy of the case; for how 'Sweet to be passive in His hand, And know no will but HIS!' * * * * * DOES 'M.' well to be angry? We 'referred publicly' to his query touching our choice of prose or poetry, _at his own request_, in a playful, but certainly not in an intentionally 'offensive' manner. And now, a 'good that was intended us' is clean gone forever! Very well--we must submit, with what grace we may.' 'My 'spected bredren,' said a venerable colored clergyman, on a recent occasion, 'blessed am dat man dat 'spects noth'n, 'cause he an't gwine to be disapp'inted!' We solace ourselves with this scrap of Ethiopian philosophy. . . . The experiments alluded to below, in the happiest vein of the amusing 'Charcoal-Sketcher' of Philadelphia, have been frequently tried in this city, we understand, but with very infrequent success. Pulling teeth while the patient is asleep is not 'practised to a very great extent in _this_ community;' for no sooner is the glittering instrument of torture 'placed in communication' with the jaw, than it is found to 'disturb the Mesmeric function' to an extraordinary degree: