The printing press has penetrated to the base of Mount Ararat, and has been set up near the spot where Noah’s Ark was set down. To the courtesy of the Rev. Dr. Bush, of the American Board, we are indebted for the sight of the first number of a little newspaper printed in that far-away and famous neighborhood by persons connected with the mission there. The paper is called Whifs from Ararat, and in its topics and allusions there is much of local coloring that is deeply interesting. For instance, it chronicles the fact that among the Armenian villages the present price of girls sold to the holy estate of matrimony is from $10 to $100; that the Asiatic peasants explain earthquakes by the theory that the earth rests upon a great ox, which, being vexed by a fly, gives a violent toss of the head and sets everything reeling; and that the natives in the neighborhood of Ararat, believe that God has thrown impassable barriers around the mountain to prevent it being desecrated by mortal feet, while even the angelic hosts are stationed to keep guard on its sublime height lest one piece of the indestructible wood of the Ark should be borne away. One writer says that he determined to put to the test this latter notion. He resolved to climb to the top of Mount Ararat. The natives stood aghast at his audacity. Pushing on through the fierce Koords, and exposing himself to the fury of the hobgoblins with which the upper regions of the mountain are peopled, he passed up and up, luxuriating in its magnificent scenery, and at length actually pressing with unharmed feet the eternal snows of the summit.—Christian Union.