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IT ASi \
I
Italu's setting sun, they say,
Hath naught to match its gentle ray—
That naught in other climes can vie,
With the hues of its evening sky;
A thousand tints are glowing there,
As if a thousand waves of light
Were rolling o'er the mistless air,
To lave the golden isles of night;
While beauty's spirit walks the earth
In every form of loveliness.
That wins from sorrow, woos to mirth.
And smiles o'er all, as if to bless.
'Tis beauty a!!—beneath, above ;
An Eden formed for peace and love;
et ruin stands by beauty's side,
A hoary groo 11 by youthful bride ;
And for their cold sad bridal strain,
Hark to the clank ol thiaidrorn's chain '
II
Ah' what avails, O, Italy !
The beauty of thy land and sky,
And thy renown in years gone-by ?
Sjnce this is all thy sons can claim,
An heirship in thy mighty lame ,
Romans in nothing, save the name ;
And great in nothing, save the boast
Of glory past, and empire lost ;
And rich in nothing, save the strain
Thy bards have sung—nor sung in vain '
For there is power in words of song,
Repeated olt,and treasured long,
To 'rouse with its soul-stirring numbers.
At last, a nation from its slumbers '
111.
Is that the sky, whose azure plain,
Wide as itself, saw Rome's domain 1
Is that the sun that looked upon
No land that Rome made not her own >
It meets not now a Roman's glance-
Sees now no realms won by bis lance !
The glorious Roman—where is he ?
Whose proudest boast was, "Rome is free I" !
The conquering Roman—doth he tread
The ?oil which none but heroes bred ?
W,thin thy breast, therebs his giave,
A'.tee, the footstep of the slave.
'V.
Italia!—long the battle field
Of nations ; thou the victor's prize,
The only duty was to yield ;
Wbo'er might fall, thou rculd'st not rise—
Musing an hour on thine and thee,
1 hoped that thou migh'st yet be free !
That hope was lost when Austria won ;
And sank with the declining sun,
That saw thy broken legions' flight
From Novara's disastrous tight !
V.
Sweet land even as a lover cling®,
At parting, with fond lingering®,
1 cleave unto thee—to what end ?
For words will ne'er thy shackles rend.
And yet, he, who hath pondered long
Thy tale of wars anil tide of song,
May well be pardoned, if he be
Too prone to dwell on thine and thee ;
Thou wast his earliest love—the bride
Oi bis young thoughts, for whom he sighed ;
Sighed that thy beauty should but lure
The spoiler's eye to lust impure ;
lie loved thee for thy glorys ray ;
And mourned that glory in decay,
Revered thee for thy past renown,
And wept that e'er thy star went down !
VI.
Land of Music, of Poetry, Passion, and Love !
With ail beauty below, and all brigtness above !
Wine the leaf is most green, and the wave is most
clear ;
Where the tints of the rainbow forever appear;
Where the breeze ever bears, as it wantons along,
The sweetness of fragrance, the echoes of song ;
Where the eyes of the maiden are darkest and brigh
test,
And their words and their hearts are the softest and
lightest ;
Where there love is all fire and their veins all
flame,
Now burning to hate, anil now melting with shame ;
Where Revenge is a duty, and Murder scarce crime,
Land of Kvil and Good ! and in both most sublime!
Land of Begars and Nobles, the boast of their line !
Where the blood of dead heroes remounts in the vine !
I.and of Glory—tho' past ; land of Memory's spell!
Land of Greatness—tho' lost ; land of Beauty, fare
well !
—THE rumor that Mr. Griffith, "postmaster
at Auraria," has been murdered by a mob of
disappointed gold seekers, while on his way
to take possession of his office, is untrue.—
Henry Alien is postmaster at Auraria, and has
rt sided there for some time.
—IT IS STATED that the Austrians suffered
so much from sickness, that they were car
rying back as many disabled men as after a
pitched battle.
—THE Wheeling Times savs the mountains
near Uniontown are on fire, destroying much
wood and rails.
A THRILLING ADVENTURE WITH A
LION.
o
It was a warm, pleasant evening in Novem
ber, and our ship was off' the coast of Tripoli.
A party of us, who sat upon the quarter-deck,
had been conversing upon various subjects con
cerning the vast desert to the southward of us.
"I think you have traveled across the des
ert ?" said one of our number, addressing the
captain.
"Not exactly," replied Captain Bushwick.
"Some years ago I spent a few months in
Abyssinia, and the country south of it."
"Was it then you had your adventure with
(he lion V*
"Ah—you've heard of that scrape, eh?"
"Only that you had such an adventure, cap
lain. Your mate told me you had met the
animal."
"Well, T have; and if you would like to hear
the yarn, I will tell it."
A vote was immediately and unanimously
carried that Captain Bushwick had permission
to relate his adventure; and without further
preliminaries he proceeded;
"It is now five-and-t wenty years since I
took tiie notion to travel among the African
natives. I had an uncle living in Mocha, en
gaged in trade there, and I had goneout to see
him. He was going into Abyssinia on busi
ness, and I accompanied him. Our party con- 1
sister! of six—my uncle and self, and four Nu
bian servants. These Nubians were faithful
fellows, and long tried, and were, moreover,
strong and fearless, having lived with my rela
tive several years. When the business was
over, I proposed (hat we should take a trip to
tiie southward, and see the country. The Nu
bians were anxious to go, and, after a deal of
persuasion, my uncle consented to the arrange
ment.
"On the seventh clay eve reached a large
lake upon the extreme southern border of Abys
sinia, where we pitched our tent, and then
went hunting for game, we having been infor
med that we should find plenty of both fish—
much more so than I had expected,—and fowl
in this region. Our luck was moderate, my
uncle was bent on returning, but I was deter
mined to have a few more trials.
"Theonly boat we had been able to find was
a small canoe, fashioned from a log, and one
morning 1 declared that 1 would take a cruise
in it ifsome one would accompany me. The
canoe would not carry more than two of us
with any degree of salety; and as all lour ofthe
Nubians offered to go, I was obliged to make
my own selection. So I took Lari, the youn
gest of the lot, but the brightest and most cool
and brave in the presence of danger. I took
my lille and pistols, while Lari took his rifle
and spear; and thus ecpiipped, we set out.—
The canoe was easily managed while we kept
our proper places, and all went on finely until
afternoon. It was very warm and sultry, and
I had removed my pistol-belt, and laid it in the
bottom of the boat with my rifle. Lari had
just proposed turning back, when I saw a large
flock ot birds settle down upon a tree close by
the shore, and I bade my companion to help me
paddle in that direction. He did not object,
for he wanted a shot at them himself.
"We had become to within a dozen fathoms
of the shore," when a quick, loud cry from Lari
startled me from my aim, and in the next in
stant the canoe struck upon some hard sub
stance.
"'A rock ?' 1 asked.
"A hippopotamus!' the Nubian shouted, spring
ing back toward me.
"Hardly had the words escaped his lips be
fore a huge black head was lifted above the
gunwales, and as I cast my eyes over into the
water, I saw the whole body of the monster.—
It was as large as an elephant, but ten times
more hideous in look. Its mouth was opened
to a distance of three feet, or more, and its
great teeth, all of a foot in length, looked like
destruction itself. He seized the bow of our
boat in his capacious jaws, and crushed it like
an egg shell. With all the force I could mus
ter 1 leaped into the water and struck out for
the shore. I never swam faster, though when
I reached the land I found that the hippopota
mus had not followed us, having sunk to the
bottom, probably as soon as he had destroyed
the canoe.
"We were in a quandary. We had come
quite twelve or fifteen miles from the camp,
and we must foot it back the best way we could.
If we could have followed the shore, the task
would have been easy enough, but this we
could not do, for a deep, dark swamp over
grown with reeds and bushes, and gnarled trees,
lay between us and our tent, so we must strike
up into the wood upon the higher land and
make the best of it. Our only weapons were
two knives and Lari's spear. The latter he had
grasped as he started from the boat, but the
rifles and pistols were at the bottom of the lake.
I bade my companion lake the lead, and he did
so.
"For three hours we tugged on through a
thick, matted forest, and at the end of that time
we reached the end of a wide expanse of rocky
desert. There were clumps ofbushes scattered
over the place, but they looked dry and parch
ed. Here we took an observation, and finally
decided to keep down on the right hand side"of
the rocky plain, knowing that the lake must lie
in that direction. By the lime we had passed
over half the length of the barren waste the
sun was behind the trees. A little while after
wards, just as the dark shadows spread over the
whole width of the plain, Lari uttered a low
'hist* and placed his hand upon my arm.
'"Ho you hear anything?" he asked me.
"I listened a moment and lold him, 'Yes;
perhaps they are coming after us.'
" 'Who are they ?' said he.
" 'Our party,' I answered.
"'That fellow walks on four feet, and has a
weight equal to all the men we have left be
hind. Hark again.'
m
BEDFORD, PA, FRIDAY MORNING, JUNE 17, 1859.
1 "I did so, and could now plainly distinguish
the tread of some heavy animal.
" 'ls it a lion, do you think ?' I asked.
"Lari hesitated a moment, and then, gras
ping me by the arm, he pointed into the wood.
" 'Look ! —See ! —There !' he cried, whirling
me half around as he spoke.
"I did look—and I saw a sight—a sight that
made my hair stand and my heart leap. Not a
rifle ! —not even a pistol!—and yet there—not
twenty yards distant—was a huge Nubian lion
crawling toward us. I could see his eyes burn;
I could see his long tail sweep the grass; and I
could see that he was advancing for a spring.
"•He's hungry,' said the Nubian, or he
, would not becoming on in that vvav.'
" Then he'll attack us,' I suggested.
"'Of course he will."
" 'And not a weapon for defense!',
'' 'I have my spear,' returned Lari. 'Notv
to the back of those bushes—quick—3nd let
him come. Have your knife out in case of
need.
"I hardly knew what my companion meant,
but I saw, just upon our left, a clump of
bushes bearing a small red berry. They were
not over four feet high, and occupied a space
some eight feet long by four wide. When we
had gained a position behind them, I looked ,
far the lion, lie had stopped as he saw us
take this covert, but we were liidden'from his
sight, as there were openings in the foliage
through which both parties could obtain a view
of each other.
" 'We are gone !' said T, trembling with fear,
as I saw the huge monster settle upon his bellv
and move toward us.
" 'Perhaps not,' whispered Lari, without
taking his eye from the lion. 'Keep still— ;
don't move, for your life !'
" 'But what can vou do with that spear ?" I j
asked.
" 'Perhaps nothing—hut wait and see !'
"I did wait ; but though it was only a few !
moments, yet it was a season of terrible sus- j
pense to me. lam not a co ward, nor was I j
ever one : but come to he situated as I was then, '
with a full-grown lion before you, not twenty
yards off and only a little patch of budies as an
apology for a shelter, through which the beast
could watch your every movement, and with
that unearthly purring, roaring growl, hardly
perceptible in tone, but making the air tremble
with its intensity—have all this, as I had it
then, and if you don't tremble, then you are
made of sterner stuff than most men.
"Once I cast my eyes upon Lari, who was at
my right, and I saw that lie was as calm as a
rock. His great brown eye was fixed upon Hie
lion with a burning gaze, and his teeth were
set like the jaws ola vice. He was upon hie
right knee, with his left foot braced before him,
and his long spear, which he held with a firm
grasp, had the end of the shaft set against the
hard ground behind him, with the sharp steel
head elevated just to the top of hushes.
"'Hist!' he uttered, gathering himself for
an effort ; and as I turned I saw the lion
cautiously advancing upon his bellv. When
about five yards off he stopped and gathered
himself for a spring. I saw his huge claws
settle into the ground, and I saw his great
shaggy head start upward, as lie left his couch.
With my heart as still as death I bowed my
head and shrank down toward the earth. I
heard a shock—a momentary struggle—a
crashing sound, as of the breaking of wood
and then I was knocked over bv a heavy body
coming in contact with my shoulder. With
a powerful effort I struggled from beneath the
weight and gained my feef.
"The first thing T saw was Lari, for it was
he who had fallen against rne. The next was
the lion, who lay only a few feet off", with the
head of" the spear buried deep in his throat, the
shall being broken off about midway. He was
roaring with a deep hoarse sound, and tearing
the dirt up with his claws.
"'I think that found his heart before it
broke,' said Lari, as he gained his feet. 'lf the
shaft had held I would have pinned him
through the heait, and sent him twenty fret
over behind us. But, I tell you, he's a heavy
one to lift.
"The monster was dead ir. a few minutes,
and we then held an examination. The lance
head had entered the lower part of the throat,
j directly beneath the foreshoulder, and gone
clean through the heart.
" 'You must have had a good aim,' said L
" 'But it was a good mark,' replied Lari.—
j 'When I saw him coming, I had just turned
j the point light for his heart, and he killed
; himself.'
'•lt was all very simple, anil it may have
: been very easily done ; but, I assure vou, a
i man must have a pretty steady nerve to do it
] effectually.
"We could not move the lion then, nor
i could we stop to take his skin off", for it was
very nearly dark. So we resolved to wait
until morning, and then have help.
•\\ hen we reached the lower corner of the
w asm, we saw a glimmering of water through
the trees ; and, upon pushing our way down,
we were lucky enough to find ourselves only
a few rods from the tent. On the next morning
we all went out together, and found the lion
j just as we had left him. His body measured,
from the end of his nose to the insertion of his
j tail, eight feet and nine inches, and when stan
ding, he must have been nearly five feet high.
We took off" his skin very carefully, and
when I reached home I had it stuffed and set
I up. It looks very innocent now as my chil
dren pat it with their hands ; but I never look
at it without thinking of th u lime when it
looked terrible enough to me."
i —I he Williamsport Gazette , Governor
I'acker's home organ, last week raised the
names of Wright and Howe to its mast-head.
The arrangements of Austria were so gol
lossal that it was expected by the end of May,
' she would have 7f>0,000 men under arms.
Freedom of Thought and Opinion.
[From Porter's Spirit of ths Times.]
HOW OLD IKE WAS CURED OF LOVIN'
WIMMIN.
DEAR SrißiT ;—ln one oi my rambles among
the mountains of Pennsylvania, I made the
acquaintance of one of the old hunters of that
region, and some few years after, was in compa
ny with him, hunting on the Eastern, or Blue
Ridge, some twenty odd miles distance west of
Carlisle.
"Isaac Cassin' "Old Ike," as he was most
generally called, had, for forty years, lived in
the woods. Privation and exposure had not
improved his looks, nor soured his disposition.
He was hard-featured, but kind hearted.
We had been encamped on the Ridge for
some days, and, although with only pretty fair
luck in hunting, were WPII pleased with what
we had. There were five of us in ail, and you
may, therefore, well believe, that, where so
-many were in one camp,, there would be no
lack of "yarning" in the evenings. Our camp
did not differ, in the extent of "yarn business,"
trom other camps, and every night was
entertained with some reminiscence of the past,
such as hunters talk about, that is, of fin, fur,
featfiers, and fun. In lieu of an account of
our success in hunting, ] propose to give you
some of the "yarns" of the camp, and to begin
with, "how Old Ike' was cured of lovin'
wimmin."
"Talkin" 'bout courtin'," said "Old Ike,"
"talkin' bout courtin' put me in mind o( old
times, and how I war cured ov lovin' wimmin.
I war young then, an' the weather hadn't spiled
my perty. You needn't laff, Jerry, 'kase
what I say ar' true to the handle. I war a
perfec' hoss 'mong the gals then, an' nary one
on 'em but used to spread 2har feathers atore
me, an' try to 'tach me to 'ern : but it war no
go ; I war so all fired skeery 'bout tangling
myself. For a long time, you see, I war feer'd
to pay much 'tention to eny on 'em, an', tho' I
war neerly bustin' to hug 'em, an' liked to be
with em' I couldn't bring my mind up to more'n
keep thar compn'y. Well, you see ] used to
think ov'em most all night, an,' alter while,
'gin to look like a shadder. I war in lov',
true as natur, with one ov 'em, and sometimes
used to court her more'n a little. She war a
perfec'beauty, with dark har an' black eyes,
an' the aweetestest lips an' the pertiestest teeth,
an'the pertiestest gownd—all red, 'cept the
yalier stripes, an' they war a little the yallerest
est you ever did see. Oh ! I'll be dod rotted
ef she warn't a angel But thar war another
ga! thar, who war mighty much in lov' with
me ; but 1 couldn' give ner no comfort, 'kase I
coulda' f bear her, no how, for she war a long
eared, red-headed, speckled-faced critter, what
war so "cussed ugly, her dad couldn't keep the
bark on his shanty, an' the nabors war feer'd
for her to cum to their houses, 'kase, ef she
look'd inter a barrel of vinegar, it war sure to
turn inter ackerforlis, an' that war no use in
that country, 'cept to make bad whiskey.—
Well,jyou see, this ugly gal,just out'en 'trariness
an' to spile my prospecks, must go for to fall
in lov' with nie, an' I war feer'd amostjto go to
see the the gil I lov'd 'kase red-head mought
do some devilment, an' so, you see, 1 got to be
j a'most a shadder thinkin' on it. t Wharever I
I went, thar war redhead ; couldn't go no war,
hut she war thar, an' war my tick'lar cuss.
"One day, 1 bad been up the mount'in, an'
' run out'en powder, an' had to go down to ole
! Jake Hollan's store for some, an'just as I got
| inter the door, I seed red-head a comin.' .What
war I to do ? I couldn't go back, 'kase then I'd
meet her—l'd just as soon meet the devil; an'
I couldn't hide, 'kase thar war no placp to hide
in. 1 asked ole Jake et thar war any hidin'
\ place 'bout there, 'for thar comes that old red-
I headed cuss right down iivar, an' el" 1 don't git
j some place to hide in, she'll be tire death ov me
sure.' 'No indeed,' said old Jake, 'no place
hyar to hide in ; you had better take to the
woods.' 1 wouldn't have her in hyar for a thou
san' dollars ; she'd be my ruination. Take to
the woods. I couldn't take to the woods. She
war right in the way, an' thar she war a comin'
right 'cross the buckwheat patch, an' 'peer'd
mad as thunder ; her har a flying', the freckles
on her (ace hig as hen's eggs, an' red as her
har, she war so pizen mad. No bonnet, no
shoes, no stockings ; her gownJ so short and so
ragged, it peer'd iike it war on'y made (or a
fly-net ; an' 'bout half an acre of Jake's buck
wheat bein' spiled every time she put her loot
down. Thar she war a comin', an'l couldn't
stan' it any longer. 1 jest broke for the woods
on a two-forty trot ; but it war no use. She
headed me off", an' I made for the road, an' down
the road worse nor a quarter boss. It war no
use ; she war a gainin'on me, an' less than two
minits, would be right 'long-side. 'Neck or
nothing ; more steam ole hoss,' I said, 'or she'll
ketch up to you.' I piled on the rosin, poured
ile on the fire, shoved in the wood, an' raised
the steam till my biler war ready to bust ; but
it war no use ; that short gound didn't stop her
runnin.' no how. The faster she runned, the
higher the ole fly-net raised, till she looked like
a runnin' umbrellar. She war gainin' sure.—
Down the road I biled, and she biled alter ; an
when I cum to the turn of the road, thar war the
gal I loved stanin' in her door a lookin' up the
road at the dust, and thinkin' a hurricane war a
comin.' I seed she war skeer'd, an' war 'bout
to shut the door, an,' ef she did, I know'd I war
a goner : so I piled on more steam, an' made
for the fence. It war a pale fence, as runn'd
all round the house. My gal seed me a comin'
and she seed red-head a comin,'too, so she jist
held the door part open for me to git in. Up
to the fence I cum, an' at one jump, I war over
it, an', the next jump, I war in tne house, an'
the door shot an' bolted. My gal a stanin' at
at the door, an' a dozen more nice gals a stanin'
round, an'all ov'em a lafTm to kill, an' thar
war me right in the middle ov 'em, safe and
sound, but a pantm' worse nor any steam-engin.
All the gals were lookin' at me, an' the more
they looked, the more they laff'd. I war tired
most to death, an'sot down on the homminy
stone, which war standin' on one side ov the
room ; but I war no sooner down an' I war up.
for it 'peerd the stone war all ice it war so cold;
one look at the gals a stanin' round laffin j one
look out the winder, whar I seed the seat ov
my trowsersa hangin' onto the fence, and I
bolted from the house worse nor a greased streak
of lightnin' ; an' the last lever heerd' ov eny
of them people war old red-head a squeelin,'
"Don'tset down under no chestnut-tree." In
'bout ten minits, I war in the woods, an' hyar
Iv'e been ever sense, a wearin' leather, an' ev
erlastin' cured ov lovin' wimmin."
Yours truly,
JERRY.
THE DISAPPOINTED PIKE'S PEAK
ARMY.
Hundreds of weary, weather-beaten sufferers
from the plains, arrive at Leavenworth daily,
and throng every steamer for St. Louis,anxious
to escape from the scene of so much destitution,
suffering and poverty. The coaches of the
Leavenworth City and Pike's Peak Express
Company present a cheerless array of empty
seats, and the wheels of business, which, at the
numerous outfitting points on the river, were
running around so prosperously a month ago,
have well nigh come to a dead lock.
It has been estimated that no less than 15,000
returning emigrants, principally from New
down the river the past fortnight. Not more
than one-half of them ever passed the half-wav
house to the mines ; nor is this fact to be
wondered at. Fevers, "specially gold fevers,
are very easily started, and not un frequently
just as easily stayed. Ten returning disappoin
ted gold-seekers will do more to allay the
mania at home and cause a panic among the
lew faithful ones that remain behind lhan five }
hundred intending emigrants could counteract..
Cor. St. Louis Democrat.
SQUIBB FROM PRENTICE-
The Atlantic . Monthly says that "woman is
a link between earth and heaven." So is a
sausage tossed into the air.
Mrs. Swisshelm in her letters to young ladies
says that "every country girl knows how to
color red with madder." This we believe to
be an othnological sact,as we have always no
ticed that with all girls the madder they get
the redder they are.
A great deal is written at present about the
seat of war. Bvron in one of the stanzas of his
Childe Harold, personifies War and describes
his hair, his eyes, his hands, and his feet, but
says nothing about the seat of War.
A pushing polittician in Maine boasts of ha
ving been the drawer of the liquor bill in that
State. Is he sure that he the drawer ola
good deal of the liquor itself 1
" 'HORRIBLE.
The St. Louis Democrat contains a letter
from a correspondent at Cherry Creek which
gives a horrible tale of starvation on the Plains.
Three brothers, named Blue, from Whiteside
county, 111., were overtaken by starvation, and
one of them died. The remaining two, in their
desperation, were compelled to satisfy their
hunger by eating of _the body of their dead
brother.
A letter from a St. Joseph correspondent,
states that the inhabitants of that city are in
much fear of the depredations of the returning
Pike's Peakers, and that the Mayor has taken
some precautionary measures to protect the
lite and property of the citizens.
TERRIBLE CALAMITY IN TEXAS. —The Dallas
(Texas) Herald of the 11th inst. says:
"A gentleman just from Fort Worth reports
a most painful calamity that occurred last Thurs
day evening, near night, otv the west fork of
the Trinity, about seven miles above Fort
Worth. A gentleman living very near West
Fork, on returning home during the heavy
rain that was tailing, found his house was being
rapidly surrounded with the flood that was
rushing down the low lands bordering on the
stream. He had a wife and seven children;
took two of them on his shoulders, and carried
them over the water to a shed on the premises,
placed them upon it, and started back for the
other children and his wile. He had not gone
far when aery from the shed drew hisattention ;
he looked back, and discovered it floating off
with his two children on it. He rushed after
it, and, after following it Jnparly half a mile,
succeeded in placing his children upon a place
of safety- Night was rapidly coming on, and
he returned to save his wife and children, but,
alas ! he found not even a vestige of his home—
no sign ol wife or child, and, to add to the
horrors of the scene, darkness was fast settling
down upon the rushing flood, whose appalling
roar deadened the cries of his family, even if
they then* lived. The unhappy father has
heard nothing from them yet, and every effort
made to find their bodies has proved unavail
ing.
"The rise of the water is represented as
being unparalleled in the history of the country
for its suddenness and volume."
REMARKABLE FREAK OF LIGHTNING. —On
Friday afternoon, when the thunder storm
prevailed, the lightning struck the carpenter's
shop of Edwin Taylor, on Water street, under
rather peculiar circumstances. A hole, nearly
a foot in diamter, was made through the flat
roof of the building, and the splinters from the
boards were scattered in the room below. A
number of men at work in the shop experienced
no sensation when the lightning struck, and
there are no other traces of the fluid than the
hole referred to in the roof. There are high
chimnpys of iron rising above the building,
which ought to be pretty good conductors.—
Why this thunder-bolt should have shunned
them, and struck the roof, is more than we
can understand, and how the bolt found its way
to the earth after striking, is no less a mystery.
Rochester Union, May 30.
Aviion: \I THU:R asst.
VALUABLE INFORMATION.
Posts made from the limbs and upper parts
ot the tree always last the longest.
A bushel of guano weighs 70 pounds. The
■ fact furnishes a test of its purity.
Scotch snuff put in holes where crickets come
| out, will destroy them.
A small daily ration of raw meat will induce
cooped hens to lay.
Beware of drinking cold water while in a
j heated condition.
Sow long orange carrots, two pounds of seed
. to the acre ; drilling them eighteen inches a
part. Hoe and clean as soon as they show the
' third leaf.
Boiling water poured on peas sufficiently to
cover them for a minute, kills the io
; side. # °
WHAT IS A GOOD COW,
We think a cow that comes up to the stand
ard ot that owned by Otis Hunt of Eaton Vil
lage, New York, will pass for a good one. He
gives the following statement of the amount of
1 butter made Irom her:
"Amount made from April 7 to July 8, 191
pounds ; amount made during the month of
June, 74- pounds ; amount made during the
year, 515 ; besides furnishing all the milk and
i cream used in a family of four persons (and oc
casional visitors)all the time."
I The breed of this good cow is given as "na
tive," and the quality of milk and butter excel
lent.
(CP'The following is too good to be lost—
of a schoolmaster and pupil :
"Joseph, where is Africa ?"
"On the map, sir.
"I mean, Joseph, in what Continent—Eastern
or Western ?"
"Well, the land of Africa is in the Eastern
Continent ; but the people, sir, are all of 'em
South."
"What are the products 1"
"Of Africa, sir, or down South ?"
"Africa, you blockhead."
"Well, sir, it hasn't got any : it never had
any."
"How do the African people live 1"
"By drawing."
"Drawing what—water 1"
"No, sir, by drawing their breath."
"Sit down, Joseph.''
"Thomas, what is the equator 7 "
"Why, sir, it is the horizontal pole running
perpendicularly through the imaginations of
old astronomers and old geographers.
"Go to your seat, Thomas."
"William, what cA you mean by an eclipse ?"
"An old race horse, sir."
"Silence. Next, Jack, what is an eclipse 1"
"An eclipse is a thing as appears when the
moon gits off on a bust, and runs agin the sun,
consequently, the sun blackens the moon's
face."
I "Class is dismissed."
ANTI-SLAVE TRADE MEETING AT VICKSBURC.
The citizens of Vicksburg. Mississippi, held a
mass meeting on the 21st instant, to express the
public sense regarding the course of the late
■ convention in that place in reference fo the
opening of the slave trade. Strong resolutions
were passed. The fl says : "The speeches
; of Judge Sharkey, IVilliamC. Smeedes, Esq.,
Col.T. S. Martin, Rev. Dr. Marshall, and
others, were rapturously applauded, which
plainly showed that the popular heart was with
the conservative cause, in favor of maintaining
the laws of the land and respecting the rights
I of humanity, as against the introduction ot
"Guinea niggers" to reduce the price of labor."
J [£P*"Bob, where is the state of matrimony V*
i "It is one of the United States. It is bounded
I by bugging and kissing on one side ana cradles
and babies on the other. Its chief products are
population, broomsticks and staying out late at
nights. It was discovered by Adam and Eve
while trying to find a northwest passage out of
Paradise. The climate is sultry till you pass
the tropics of housekeeping, when squally
weather commonly sets in with such power as
! to keep all hands as cool as cucumbers. For
i the principal roads leaning to this interesting
State, consult the first pair of blue eyes you
run against."
a banquet of othcera in Milan after
various toasts had been drunk in allusion to the
I impending war, a zealous young Austrian
officer proposed the following : "To the Austrian
Army ! The French and Sardinian battalions
shall break against it like this brittle glass !" So
saying, he tossed the glass, which he had just
emptied, into the air, that it might fall heavily
upon the table. It did so, but without breaking.
The young soldier stood aghast.
and his wife were silting, a
few days since, quite close to each other, in
their home ; the husband feeling somewhat
loverlike, although for years a married man,
put his arm around his wife and saluted her
affectionately. The wife pushed him away
saying : "You should not do such things
wiieo the door is open and people are passing.
They will*think we are not married if they
see us kissing each other."
—The city of Nashville, Tenn., was visited
on Monday night by a terrific storm of wind
and rain, which resulted in the loss of about
$20,000 worth of properly. A few hours af
terwards a half block of buildings on Main St.,
valued at $250,000, was consumed by fire.
my son, do you know that you
have broken the Sabbath ?"
"Yes, daddy," said his little sister, "and
mother's big iron pot too, in fiieor six pieces."
Arabs allow a man to divorce him
self from a wife who does not bake good
bread.
VOL. 2, NO. 46.