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In alta Zeita, wes ich gut, "War's net wie now in a lies ; Gewachselt hot sich's, Schuh un Hut, Zu was es heut der Fall is. Zwe Meil hen iner ins Sehulhaus g'- hat: Es war im alta S tied tel. Un dert hie sin iner alle Tag, Dorch Stanb un Dreck geweddelt. Net alle Tag,—ich war schier letz - Juscht funf Schultag aus sexa. Uf Samstagshen nierg'schaft daheme, De Siveta : Gottes Gesetza. J)er Alte Couch —er sell loft in Ruh— Hot al die Schul dert g'halta, Un oft an Madel un an Buh Sei Whippa lossawalta. Un doch war's pleasant dert zu sei Im Summer un im Winter. In Schnee un Dreck ins Sehulhaus nei, Sin ganga arg viel Kinner. E hunnert yard vom Sehulhaus war E.plaz mir frisch im Sinn. Net's "Sclipook-haus", war's—sei men ich net— But was dert steht vor sellem "Inn"— Die Sttedtel Bump. Die Stsedtel Bump ! 's war's B—ler's Bump, Vor B—ler's Werthshaus g'stanna— Hot Wasser g'hat for Mann un Lump, Dor weit o'r nachst is g'komma— Die Stsedtel Bump. Dert hie sin mer als ganga gern For Wasser for die Schuler ; Un in der lloiet oder Ern War sei for uns en Kuhler — Die Sttedtel Bump. Das Wasser hola war en Ehr Die viel hen "couldn't come it"; Un die Zwe wara happy boys, Die b'sucha derfte ohne noise Die Stsedtel Bump. Am Turnpike 'naus e hunnert yard War Waasem schoe un gru: Uf dem zu Walka war's dewerth Der Master froga so: May we Zur Sttedtel Bump? "Master"—un do war der ketch— "The water's warm, or nearly all, May Bill and I some water fetch?" "You may."—Nohsinmerwieen Knall Zur Sta'dtel Bump, Zur There draus—der Emer mit— Geht's langsam g'nung vorun. Uns is net Ernst—mit langs'ma Schritt Kommt mer doch glei schon wieder von Der Stsedtel Bump. So in der Hurry sin mer net, Good bye, Bill, books and Single Rule; Do sin die locher —marbles do, Un aus dem Sinn, Couch, books un Schul Un Stiedtel Bump. I)es Game vorbei, mit Emer now Geht's grad am Kerchhof naus. Doschlofa arg viel Menscha gut, Die an hen oft getrunka aus Der Stiedtel Bump. Die Staedtel Bump! Do si# mer now, Vor'm Werthshaus schoe un gros Der Bumpahandel in de hand Un bumpa schmart druf los Die Staedtel Bump. An der Bump hot mer kennaals— Kann noch—sei dorst gut loescha. B'sides maneher Gin un Whiskyhals War do vom Wasser g'waescha Der Staedtel Bump. Was rothe g'siehter sin als do Vom Werthshaus raus geloffa; Sie hen dert drin am Bar ge'ttend Un wara als schier g'soft'a— Von Staedtel Bump ? Ne ! Ne! Das Feier-Wasser war's In grosse Schmaller getrunka. 'S hot character, respect und geld Gar kreislich stark versunka, Troz Staedtel Bump. I)o sin au Leut von aller Art Alle Tag par mol her koinma; Un hen der Emer un der Krug Voll firstrate Wasser g'nomma Aus Staedtel Bump. Do hot mir au als Gaul getraenkt, Un Kuh un Sau bei truppa. Do hot der Hostler als gedenkt: E Fip ich grick : "Der Gaul'sgetrankt" An Staedtel Bump. Uf Sonntags sin viel Leut doher Von Land un Staedtel komma; Un vor un noch der Kerch e Drink Aus dera Bump genomma— Aus Staedtel Bump. Die Buva hen als for die Maed Gebumpt polite un schmart. Die Maed die hen's versucht, un dann Wegg'schit: doch war's dawerth— Gell Staedtel Bump. Noh hen sie als, gnitz, looks exchan ged, Un sachte g'samma g'schwaetzt. Die 1 land gedruckt: 's war so arranged, Bis Samstag Ovit werd net g'schwaetzt Bei Staedtel Bump. E Johr o'r zwe—die "Match" 's ge macht: E Hochzieh gelit em Parra zu. Der Bump vorbei; der Braut'gara lacht: "Do sin mer g'meet, wescht's, ich un du?" Bei Staedtel Bump. Bump, Bump, Bump! Der Emer's voll. Now, Bill; now let us go. Der Couch von books un Single Rule Guckt now vielleicht von seller Schul Zur Staedtel Bump. Bei Grabhof, Waasem, Spielplaz hie, Geht's now ins Sehulhaus nei ; Un wie e dorstig Hinkelie Springt manches Kind herbei, Dank Staedtel Bump. ******** 4 S is zwanzig Johr seit seller Zeit! Der Brunne is noch do. Die alte Bump's schier gar verfault, Un so im Grab viel Bumper, noh Der Staedtel Bump. Good by, O Staedtel Bump, Good by! Good by, ihr Jung un Alta; Bei euch un Gott kann einst der sei, Der do Gott gern lost walta, Un Staedtel Bump. BEDFORD, PA., FRIDAY MORNIivG, JANUARY 18, 1867. LOLA MONTEZ. Sketched In Smiles nnd Shadows. BY GRACE GREENWOOD. J spent the winter of 1852 in Wash ington. It was rather a dull season po litically. The atmosphere about the capitol was sullen and pbrterlous. Dis agreeable wrangle, that led to nothing but intenser ill-feeling, were the order of each day. After unsatisfactory mornings, spent in watching Congres sional proceedings, which were neither amusing nor edifying, we turned with more than the usual zest to musical and dramatic entertainments. Among the latter, perhaps, might be included the somewhat profuse and deluding honors paid to Kossuth? Charlotte Cushman played a long en gagement at the National Theatre that reason, filling the stage iwith the grand sweep and regal altitude of her geni us—charming in social life with rare wit and culture—with the womanly truth of her nature and the, genial sim plicity of her manners—all of which followed some tempest of tragic power like sunshine, rainbows and soft airs, after a tropical tornado. Then came Ole Bull, with his wierd violin, his artistic ectasies and trances, and his well, preserved boyishness of enthusiasm—and Catharine Hayes, the sweet singing bird of the Shannon. Following Cushman, that fixed star of the drama, came the lawless, erratic little meteor, Lola Montez. Everybody knew that she was by no means a nice and proper young person, yet everybody was anxious to see that dancing enchantress, who owned her self to being "wild and wayward— though never wicked" —that subduer of elderly kings and tamer of young husbands—and everybody went once at least, and was subject for one peril ous evening to the spell of her dark, splendid, entangling eyes and Circean fascinations. She appeared merely as a dancer, and she was hardly that. Daring and dazzling, she was wanting in grace and artistic finish. She show ed a sort of petulant disdain of the or dinary arts of the danseuse, relying wholly, itseemed, on the piquant beau ty of her face and the splendor of her costumes. Her form was light and lithe, but too thin at that time for per fect symmetry. Beautiful she was with those wonderful eyes, blazing forth now and then from under long, heavy drooping lashes—the masked batteries of passion—and her dark, soft, abundant hair, gathered back from her low forehead in lovely, shining ripples, and lit by some gorgeous trop ical flower. Yet to me there was some thing sad in her passionate, defiant, utterly unpeaceable fqce.- Alas, it would have seemed sad beyond tears, could I have foreseen the piteous, drea ry ending of that erring and wasted life, of that mad, baffled chase after pleasure; the sudden, awful blight of paralysis—the painful death, so weari ly prolonged—the funeral of the for gotten courtesan—the humble grave of the Magdalen. Very little is really known of Lola Montez, though several sketches of her life have been written—one pur porting to be from her own pen. One of our party at the Theatre that night was an English gentleman, who had seen her several years before at her first appearance in London. She was then, he said, exquisitely beautiful, yet was hissed, not for her bad dancing, though that may have deserved it, but be cause of her being recognized, by some officers in the pit, as an English or rather Irish woman, and the runaway wife of a captain in the army. She had, it seems, left her husband in In dia, with the understanding that she was going to England on a visit; but she went no further than Spain, where she took some lessons in Spanish and ballet dancing. After gaining some little reputation on the Continent, she was daring enough to appear under her pretty Spanish sobriquet on the boards of Drury Lane. Her English career was very short. She was next heard of as playing a more important, if not a more honorable role , as the chief fa vorite, friend and adviser of King Ludwig, of Bavaria—as the power be hind that respectable, but not very im perial throne, which stands in a gor geous, gilded hall in the new palace at Munich. Ludwig was a gentleman of much energy and enterprise, and of ar tistic tastes. He had built a fine pal ace and noble museums of art. He had been the generous patron of sculp tors and painters, and had greatly beau tified the capital city. His loyal sub jects had been willing to indulge him in his pretty but expensive tastes for pictures, statues and elegant edifices, but they did object to the scandal and cost involved in his infatuation for the young Spanish dansfise, who had turn ed his royal head with her heels, and fired his steady-going old German heart with her wicked witch eyes. It was an attachment highly paternal and platonic doubtless, but necessita ting, in the munificent royal mind, a handsome establishment, horses, phtetons, dogs, diamonds, and finally the title and estates of a Countess. Well, those loving subjects grew more and more averse to seeing their august sovereign bowing hisannointed head to kiss the hand of a dancing ad venturess. They denied his divine right to make a fool of himself in his old age. They ridiculed, they reviled, they raved. They finally made the crown too hot for that monarch's head, and it was laid down more in sorrow than in anger—and Maximillian took it up and wore it royally enough, I be lieve. Lola Montez, or Madame the Coun tess of Landsfeldt, whose unveracity has never been impeached, said that her persecutions resulted from her hav ing advocated reforms, political and re ligious, which roused against her the Jesuits, that immortal and übiquitous society, which has borne so much kill ing, and so thrives on proscription.— The Priests, she said, set on the stu dents, an ungallaut set of German boors, who quarrelled with her dogs and did not take horse-whipping meekly. Cer tain it is that she was compelled to leave Munich without much time for packing; but perhaps she went not al together unwillingly: the dull life of a small German capital must have bored her immensely, and she was evidently not meant for "an old man's darling." If I remember rightly, the next the world heard of her was a piece of piq uant domestic scandal. She had some where caught in her toils—those suptle toils, seemingly light and silvery as gos samer, yet in reality as strong as steel, and as tenacious as grappling irons—a wealthy and well-borne young Eng lishman, and married him. He wasun der age and of weak intellect, and as it was presumed that he had given him self in marriage under the spell of the evil eye (a pair of them), if not under actual bodily fear, his friends resolved to rescue him, and separate the ill matched couple. Then followed that fa mous pursuit over the continent, from city to city, Lola Montez always keep ing a little ahead, having in close cus tody her terrified and submissive vic tim. A pretty chase she led them, but they overtook her, or intercepted her, at last—her husband went over to the enemy, who bore him off in triumph. Then there was a trial. The law vindi cated injured male innocence, wealth and respectability, and divorced the poor young gentleman—the mere wreck of himself, his friends said, but it is to be hoped he was brought round again, on toast and wine-whey, and ripened at last into an average Briton of the "swell" type, which Leech so delight ed to picture. It was well for poor Lola that all this did not happen a century earlier. Her judges would then have shut their eyes, and condemned her to hanging or drowning as a witch. She was now afloat again, and, like all floating things, she naturally drifted to America. On the same steamer with the Ex- Governor of Hungary, came the Ex dictatress of Bavaria. It was noticed that she tried her fascinations on the great Magyar, but without avail. She daily sat near him on deck, looking charming, even in her sea-raps, gazing dreamingly over the waves and pen-' sively smoking a cigarette. And he too smoked, and dreamed, and remem bered, and hoped;—but his cigar was the sedative of a brain overwrought by grand schemes and great thoughts—his dreams were noble, his memories sol emn, his hopes beneficent, and if he heeded that woman of unwomanly ways, it was to give a thought of pity to the restless heart and the wasted life. The theatrical career of Lola Montez in the States was not brilliant nor pro longed. Few wished to see her more than once, —she flitted from city to city, doing some very generous things, let it be remembered of her—showing es pecial kindness towards children, who were in sorrow and in need. Then sighing, like him of Macedon, for a new world to conquer, she flitted to Califor nia, where she saw life under a thous and new aspects, each one wilder than the last. She flung herself, with reck less abandon, with what seemed pure, Irish deviltry, into that rough, adven turous life, unsubdued, unterrified, in corrigible, under some very hard expe riences. Strange stories of her eccen tricities, her crazy freaks, her desper ate, daring ways, came to us and made us laugh, yet shudder while we laugh ed. She tamed bears, rode en cavalier, gambled, shot at and horsewhipped her enemies, flung about her money, and married right and left. She seemed to have a mania for marrying and being divorced, for falling in love and fight ing her way out—poor mad little sin ner! At length, broken in health if not in spirit, she returned to the Atlantic States, and began a new career, as a lec turer. Her lectures were flimsy, patch ed up affairs, and of questionable mor al tone. They were probably not writ ten altogether by herself—yet I should say she could have produced something better, if less ambitious, had she given naturally and simply, recollections of the strange countries and peoples she had seen. Though not a well educated woman, her conversation was said to be singularly sparkling and racy. Yet the flash and sweep of her magnificent eyes and the bewitching fall of her lus trous dark hair went far with the gen eral audience to make up for the lack of wit and wisdom in her words. Though apparently the most respect able, this period was perhaps the most pitiable of her life. The tool of unprin cipled men, she had entered on a work for which she was even less fitted than for the profession of the dancer, and in which she depended more directly for success on her unenviable repute. Though her dress was modest and her manner grave, her lectures were more demoralizing than her dancing had been. She usually read very nicely, with no effort at oratory or display of VOL. 61.—WHOLE No. 5,376. feeling; but on the night when I heard her, a somewhat objectionable passage was distinctly hissed by a gentleman sitting in front of the platform. Instant ly r. gust of passion swept over her lovely face, transforming it into some thing terrible. She paused, fixed her eyes on the offender, and seemed like a tigress just about to spring. She master ed her anger, however, and went on reading, but with a fierce glint in her eyes to the end. After this, out of sight and out of mind she passed wholly, till I heard of her sudden illness—that cruel stroke that left her helpless and so pitiable, blighted and aged before her time—a fate most terrible for an organization like hers, all nerves and fire and action. Then followed the long dim twilight of that life of fitful and lurid brilliance, misty and chill, and ushering in a night that seemed quite dreary and starless. But the poor soul thought she saw amid the mists of the gloom, the steady shining of the Star of Stars, gracious and pitiful—the Star that shone over the Manger of Bethlehem and came out above the Cross of Calvary; and on this side she fixed, to the last, those great dark eyes through which had blazed every wild human passion and sinful beguilement, but which had sometimes softened with human pity and over flowed with penitent tears. So who would dare deny to them the right to look toward those divine beckoning rays of peace and pardoning grace? I have heard from a lady who knew the kind Samaritans who nursed poor Lola Montez in her last sickness, that her gratefui gentleness and humility were very pathetic. That fierce, rebel lious nature seemed utterly tamed. She crept to the foot of the Cross and crouch ed there weeping, till she seemed to hear the gracious words—"Thy sins are forgiven thee." In the summer 0f18531 visited Mun ich. While driving about that tine capital, which from its aspects of new ness, seems more likean American than a European city, the beautiful residence allotted by the late King to Madame Lola Montez, was pointed out to us by our valet de place. "Was she very unpopular in Mun ich?" I asked. "Yes, Madame, with our most res pectable citizens, and latterly with the students—but she was good to the poor —they missed her." In the Art Gallery of the new palace, King Ludwig, who was a great connois seur of beauty, had set apart a hall for the portraits of living European beau ties, and at the head of all these we found a portrait of Lola Montez, decid edly the lovliest picture there. Even the reigning Queen, a yodftg and pret ty woman, was given a less honorable position in the gallery. We were told that the old King exacted of hissucces, sor a promise that this picture should remain in its place, at least while he lived. In the rose-embowered studio of Kaulbach we found another portrait of —as the painter named her—"the Coun tess ofLandsfeldt." It was a full length, in an antique Spanish dress, a superb and stately picture, after the style of Vandyke. One bright afternoon in this winter of 1860,1 was wanderingthrough Green wood Cemetery, and suddenly came upon an humble grave, in a small three cornered lot, quite unadorned and on ly marked by a plain white bear ing simply this inscription : '■'■ Mrs. Eliza Gilbert. Died February Yith, 1861 —aged 42." It was the grave of Lola Montez! I could hardly realize that after such a free, wild swing at life, from conti nent to continent, she had been limited to such a narrow domain. How that lit tle triangular hedge seemed to imprison that wilful, untamable creature, that rebel against society, that Zingara of the world! How heavily the earth seemed to rest on that strange, wild heart, passionate as fire, inconstant as water. How still she lay, who had seemed like .some gleaming tropical bird, gay and fierce and restless. Kind people provided this place of repose for her poor, weary, faded body, but it is hardly likely that they often visit the spot. There are here no floral tokens of lovely remembrance. Doubt less, many an unmarked grave in the Potter's Field, on the hillside, is more frequently visited. But as I stood over that mound, I felt only womanly pity and regret, and 'gladly would I have laid thereon an offering of flowers, to fade on the brown turf as her beauty had faded from the world; notsumptu ous roses, typical of her in her lovely prime, when the great German painted her, —not Lilies, which might seem to reproach her memory—but a bunch of purple Heart's Ease, breathing recon cilementand Home Weekly. A LADY was told, the other day, by a traveling gentleman, that every lady who had a small mouth was provided with a husband by Government. "Ith it pothibul?" said the lady, making her mouth as little as she could. The gentleman added: "That if she had a large mouth she was provided with two husbands." "My gracious!" exclaimed the lady, at the same time throwing her mouth open to the full extent. The gentleman became alarmed, made his escape, and has not been heard of since. DO.\T FOKUET JEBIB. Jesus, thy love can we forget, • And never bring to mina j The grace that paid our hopeless debt, And bade us pardon find? Our sorrows and our sins were laid On Thee alone, on Thee; Thy precious blood our ransom paid, Thine, all the glory be. Can we thy life of grief forget, Thv fasting and thy prayer? Thy locks with mountain vapors wot, To save us from despair ? Our sorrows, &c. The platted crown can we forget; Thy agony and shame, When earth thy sinkingsoul beset, And hell reviled thy name? Our sorrows,