_ hg Fuse.
. For the Watchman.
OLD LETTERS.
BY JOHN P. MITCHELL.
The treasuries of human love,
oa fodey of Ye Dest, as
e grave of vanishe es and joys
Tos beautiful to last; op 2
As monuments which mark the sod
That wraps a loved one’s clay,
Old letters tell of by-gone hours
‘Whose light has fled away.
Buch time-stained
age reveals a hope,
Or marks a thought of gloom,
And speaks ead mem’ries to the heart,
Like voices from the tomb ;
As wizards oall the sleeping dead
From out the dark domain,
01d letters speak to by-gone hours
And call on: back again.
When daylight fades, the shadows point
Where morning’e light was flung;
Bo, jetters pds us to the past
When life and love were young;
When glcomy hours their sadness bring,
And teach the soul to sigh,
The letters of the loved will speak
Of joys which never die.
We turn the hallowed pages o'er,
And from the shadow steals
A hand which draws the veil aside
And all the past reveals;
A hand to force the lock of time
And swing the pond’rous gate,
And wrench the secrets of the past
From out the grasp of fate.
® * * * *
A package here, bound ‘round with black,
Recalls the ‘vanished joys,
When he ine dng, and I,
Were thoughtless, happy boys.
Beneath the Country’s flag he fought,
Her honor to defend,
And now he fills a so!dier’s grave,—~
My first, my best-loved friend.
And often, asI view the lines
Traced by the camp-fire’s gleam,
And know that noble heart is laid
By old Potomac’s stream,
The dreary past is draped in black,
Tts shadows draw more near,
And, trom the fountain of the heart,
Welle up a scalding tear.
Another package here, which tells
Of sorrow, death and woe,
‘Of love and hope, sent from above, .
To perish here below ;
The star that rose in gplendor once,
Went down in darkest gloom,
Whenin my Mary’s eye appeared
“dhe shadows of the tomb.
“The soul which breathes from out this page,
To happier gcenes has flown,
"While I. amid the world’s cold hearts,
Must wander on alone ;
The hand which delicately wrought
These words cf hope and iove,
Is tuning now an angel's harp
In brighter worlds above.
And here is one of later date, ¢
Alas ! it too brings pain
And tells of longings of the heart
As deep as life—but vain ;
A bubble on the sea of time
Whirled downward by the tide;
For she who penned these lines to me
Now seeks another's side.
And here are letters, too, from friends
‘Who ne’er shall greet me more,
Until with them I stand uvom
The Jordon’s further shore;
*Tisgweet to see the thoughts they penned,
The hopes of by-gone hours ;
When Roses grew without a thorn
And life was filled with flowers .
11 fold these wizards all away,
Which ’waken from the tomb
‘The shadows of departed joys,
To fill my soul with gloom ;
Life’s pleasures transisnt ars at baz,
And all are doomed to die, 5
Baxoept the hope of fad:less bliss
In endless worlds on high.
‘Howanp, Pa., Nov. 5th, 1833.
SWiscellangons,
A MINNESOTA LAWSUIT.
In the semi-rural district of Winona, forty
miles North of thiscity, on the Minnesota
gide of the Mississippi river, livesy among
-geveral other people, a jolly good fellow of
4 justice of the peace, whose ideas of mat-
ters are much like the current of a deep riv-
er. Once started it was hard to them, On
a fair day last week, after the 10x12 law
«dispensatory had been swept and the chairs
get in & short row ogamnst the side of the
office, and sundry whipped quids of tobacco
and mutilated cigar stubs had been kicked
ander the stove, there was a wooden step
on the stairs and a vigorous knock at the
door. :
«Cowme in,” said the justice, as he settled
into a legal look befitting a man of law, duly
elected to dispense the favors of the blind
goddess, .
A stout woman entered. She had on a
short woolen dress—wooden-soled shoes—
sported red cheeks, black hair and eyes that
snapped like the lock of a shot-gun. In a
Portugese accent, and in the worst possible
English, she said : ins
“You law man ??
#Yes, madam ; be seated.”
4‘iVant paper. Want pager to take man.”
Just then a stout French half breed enter-
od the room. He was unable to speak half
a dozen words, and looked either scared or
bashful. The judge saw at once that there
was a8 marrisge to come off, and said to the
sroman, who stood with compressed lips
watching the justice and the door.
“Want paper to take this man ?’
“Yes, want paper. Me teach him. (Nice
woman, thought the justice.) Ife no goed
man, M> take him so quick as can,”
“Ail right, my covies—£ix you inthe jerk
of a lamb’s tail” said the justice, as he
turned to the man and said:
“You koow this woman--can you take
her?”
The man shook his head and muttered un-
intelligible words.
‘Ah, I see. Can't talk English, = Well,
never mind.’
He ran into the street, invited a few
friends up stairs, and on returning With
them said to the woman :
‘You want to take this man for better or
for worse ¥
—
‘Yes, me wani to take him—me pay.’
¢All right!” Then turning to the man who
stood trembling—
“You take this woman for better or for |p
worse, and promise to keep her, &c.’
‘Umph!’ and several nods of the head.
“Then, in the name of the law, and by
virtue of the authority in me vested, I pro-
nounce you man and wife !”
And he stepped forward before the wom-
an could say a word, and kissed her red
lips.
Slap: came her hand in his face, and she
clutched his hair. The new husband jumped
in to take the woman away, and to protect
her, as the justice supposed, when, in self-
preservation, she hit him a rap on the nose,
The woman pitched into the new husband,
who in turn, pitched into her, and for about
five minutes there was a general hustling,
and a display of legs, garters and—-things—
decidedly astonishing.
At last the parties were separated, when
the man and woman took another turn at
each other, the blood and hair flying in all
directions. Down came the stove, over went
the table, clatter went the chairs, and into
the street like mad went the justice with a
black eye, and the bosom of his shirt look~
ing like a warranty deed covered with red
seals.
A crowd rushed up stairs and found the
man and woman lying on the floor hugging
each other like young bruins, their arms
and legs mixed up worse than tomatto vines,
the woman on, tcp !
The newly married couple were separated
when, through the aid of two interpreters,
it was discovered that the night before, the
parties, occupying adjoining shanties in the
lower part of the town, had got into a quar-
rel over a stove pipe, which was claimed by
both, and from words they had come to
blows. Each party had hastcued to the
Jjustice’s office in the morning for a war-
rant for the other, with the result as above
stated. The last news from there was that
the parties had gone in seaich of another
justice to unmarry them, while the genial
cause of their terrible squabble was ‘‘set-
ting up the boys’ and bathing his bunged
eye with whisky: For an aciual fact, 1t is
the richest within our knowledge.—L%
Crosse Democrat.
“JOHN SMITHS.”
John Smith—plain John Smith-~is not
very high sounding , it does not suggest an
aristocracy ; it is not the name of any he-
rces in die-away novels ; and yet it is good
strong and honest. Transferred to other
languages it seems to climb the ladder of
respectability. Thus in Latin, it is Johan-
nes Smithus : the Ttalian smoothes it off in-
to Giovanni Smithi ; the Spaniards render it
Juan Smithus ; the Dutchman adopts it as
Hans Schmidt ; the French flatten it out
into Jan Smeet ; and the Russian sneezes
and barks Jonloff Smittowaki. When John
Smith gets in the lea trade in Canton, he be-
comes John Shimmit ; if he clambers about
Mount Ilecla, the Icelanders say he is
Jahne Smithson ; if he trades among the
Tuscaroras, he become Ton Qua Smittia ; in
Poland he ig known as Ivan Schmittiweiski;
should he wander among the Welsh moun.
tains, they talk of Jibon Schmidd ; when he
goes to Mexico, he is booked as Joati
F’Smith : if of classic turn he lingers among
Greek ruins he turns to "Ton Smikton ; and
in Turkey he is utterly disguised as Yo®
Seef, !
ren Al a.
Taree ImporTANT THINGS.—Three things
to love—courage, gentleness and affection.
Three things to admire— Intellectual pow-
er, dignity and gracefulness. '
Three things to hate—cruelty, arrogance
and ingratitude.
Three things to delight in—beauty, frank-
ness and freedom. ?
Three things to wish for—health, friends
and a cheerful spirit.
Three things to pray for —faith, peace,
and purity of heart.
Three things to like—cordiality, good hu-
mor and mirthfulness.
Three things to avoid—idleness, loquaci-
ty and flippant jesting.
Three things to cultivate—good books,
good manners aud good morals.
Three things to conter.d for—honor, coun-
try and friends,
Three things to govern—temper, impulse
and tongue.
—— A et.
Goop For THE CONTRACTORS.—This war,
everybody is willing to admit, is bearing
very heavily on the great mass cf the peo-
ple, but there is one class who do not care
how long it lasts. We mean the contract-
ors. They are making fortunes out of it,
and the longer it continues the more money
will find its way into their pockets, It re-
minds us of the old story of the two boys
with their pup. Having had a pup presen-
ted to them, they brought him home and
determined to have him trained. They bro’t
the old man into the room and had him on
bis knees to help give their pup a training.
Directly the dog saw the old man he struck
for him and got him by the nose, The big
boy said to the little one : “Why don’t you
eall him off ?” “I know it is pretty bad
for the old man,” the little boy arswered,
“but it is the making of the pup.” So it
18 pretty bad for old Uncle Sam, but it is
the making of the contract pups of the ad-
ministration.
— I ——————
Bay The gon of Mayor Opdike, who was
recently conscripted, but was too sick to
go to war, has so far recvered as to be
able to get married, and now believes him
self capable of bearing arms without the
sligtess difficulty,
ros
A HARD HIT.
The wife of a Democratic soldier sends
the following to the Editor of the Pittsburg
ost :
«1 have just cut from a Republican pa-
per the two following items, which show at
a glance the difference between & soldier's
family and that of the office holder ;
‘ To TAR CHARITABLE. —Mrs. J ——, of In-
diana borough, Penna., whose husband
was killed in battle, and who has by her la-
bor supported a fawily of small children, is
now prostrated on a sick bed ; and she and
the poor orphans of the soldier are utterly
penniless and suffering for the commonest
nacessaries of life.
Contributions from the charitable ean. be
sent to Mrs. D. Stannard, Indiana, Pennsyl-
vania, who has kindly censented to take
charge of and properly apply all monies re-
ceived by her.’
¢ SuPERB SAWL,— Stewart, the celebrated
importer of dry-goods, has now in his store
a magnificent shawl imported by him at a
cost of threeghousand dollars, expressly for
Miss Kate Chase, daughter of Hon. 8. P.
Chase, our distinguished Secretary of the
Treasury. It is said that the young lady’s
whole outfit in ali respects corresponds with
this costly article of dress.’
“I am the wife of a Democratic soldier
who volunteered at a time when the Admin-
istration pretended that the war was for the
Union ; and although he was promised one
month’s pay in advance, and his monthly
wages regularly, yet for over seven long
months he never received a dollar, Mr. Sec-
retary Chase being too busily engaged in
the rise and fall of stocks, to pay any atten-
tion to the wants of the poor soldiers—tho’
he did take care that the officers of the reg-
iment (140th Pa,) should get their pay while
the men starved,
During these seven long dreary months,
while Mr. Chase got rich enough to buy a
three thousand dollar shawl, I, at the wash
tub of my Republican neighbors, managed
to earn a bare subsistence for myself and
the helpless family. of the neglected and
starved Democratic soldier,
Out of my hard earnings I have saved the
enclosed trifle, which T request you to send
to Mrs. Stannard for the use of Mrs. J—.
It is only a trifle, but if each of my Repub-
ted in the ranks of the army, who daily ride
past my humble home to visit their League
meetings, and who uniformly denounce my
husband and all who think with him, as
traitors and copperheads, will eontribute as
much in proportion to their ability as I have
done, while it may not enable poor Mrs J.
te buy a three thousand dollar shawl for
each of her daughters, if will certainly save
her and her little soldier orphans from star-
vation ; if Mr. Chase should again find it
necessary to keep stocks and gold going up
and down long enough for him to bag in the
operation a three thousand dollar shawl for
another daughter.
It should not be forgotten that few years
ago this same Secretary Chase, who is now
a /millionatre, was a poor school teacher in
Washington. It is nota bad business to be
one of Lincoln’s big officers, and it must be
remembered that this big officer is not in a
hurry to end the war.
A SOLDIER'S WIFE.
SHODDY.
We are informed by the shoddy newspa-
pers of New York that cash is plenty in that
monied capitol of the United States. It is
said that the theatres, opera houses and oth-
er places of amusement were never 50 num-
erous, nor so well patronized as now ; that
the first class hotels and boarding houses
are crammed and jammed full of guests,that
six thousand private carriages are to be seen
on a single afternoon on the ‘drive’ of the
beautiful park, and that the wealthy ladies
sport thirty thousand doilar shawls. We
are informed that army contracts, and spec-
ulations in stocks, bonds, bank notes and
gold, in muslins and in sugar, in dry goods
cotton, afd groceries ;in powder lead and
and iron. have enriched the sharp-sighted
and the enterprising. Such i3 one side of the
picture ; the comparatively few are enriched
whilst the many about whom nothing is said
are impoverished.
But all this prosperity, this pom: and
show, and other evidences of wealth, all are
‘shoddy. Contracts, stock, bonds, carriages
shawls. theatres are alike, shoddy and all
the value that is in them, “will fade
away like the baseless fabric of a vi-
sion.”
But will the fact of this hot hous prosper-
ity in New York and other eastern cities—
where speculators and manufacturers have
been gorged with the plunderers of this war
—wi1ll all this compensate the many for the
evils and privations to which they are sub.
jected will it comfort the widows and or-
phans, will it heal the wounded and maimed
soldiers; will it ‘bring back peace, union and
happiness to fhis bleeding, distracted coun-
try, will 1t make the poor hail the draft with
delight — Council Bluffs Bugle.
R&S Master, this girl keeps a sayin’ I'm
a thief :
“What does she say that you have sto-
len?’ ’
‘She says that T stole her character.”
At this juncture a little girl jumped up
and said—*I geth he did—T geth he did —
for T theen him behind the thcool house a
eatin’ thumthing.” ;
tr
IMPORTANT QUeRY.—When Lincoln Abo-
litionism uses up the last man and the
Jast dollar. the query arises, what is to
become of the bondholder?
lican neighbors whos family is unrepresen- |'
A SCENE ON THE ROR DER.
A gentleman fies that whilst passing
through Andrew county a few days 230, he
heprd a voice thst sounded hike & bugle,
‘merrily singing :
¢Ra’ly round the flag, boys,
Rally once again !”
On turning the corner of a road he dis
covered a woman weeping, with a child in
her arms, Near by was 2 boy who was
loading on a wagon that bad a pair of cows
attached to it, tho last remnant of furniture
that had been snatched from the flames of a
handsome dweiling house the night before.
The httle boy kept singing :
“We're marching to the field, boys,
We're msrehing to the field,
Shouting the battle cry of freedom.”
On srrivingeat the place, the gentleman
“inquired, ‘ how did this accident happen ?”’
The hoy replied : *
¢ Accident h—11! Some men come from
Kansas last night and burned dad’s house.
They said he was a rebel, and it 15 a d—d
lie. He has been for the Union all the
time,”” And again the boy sang—
The Union forever ! rah, boys, ‘rah [”
The gentleman still more interested, said:
«Don’t you really know what they burn-
ed the house for 2”
«Burnt it to restore the Union, I reckon,
or because our folks owned & nigger once.—
Dad 1s in the militia, and this is what he
gets for it.”
«Have you no oxen to hitch your wagon
to 2”
‘Stole ’em last night.”
¢“What has become of your horses ?”
“Ask Jim Lane ; I reckon him or some of
his strikers have got them ported before this
into Kansas.”
*¢ But,” said the stranger, ‘‘they have to
get passes to take stock over the river,”
“Mr. you are not up to the way they do
things in these parts, All these Kansas fel-
lows want is a skiff and a rope. But per-
haps you may be ene of them chaps your-
self, looking around for a chance.”
To hear what this fellow would answer,
our friend said;
“Yes, my son, I am really from Kansas,
but I am not locking for plander. If you
have lost your stock why don’t.you go over
the river and hunt it up ?’
« No use,” said the boy; “old Jake
down there, lost his horse and went over
there after him and they put him in jail
‘cause they said he was hunting niggers. —
They tell me that you fellows have stolen
two negro regiments, and the way the hor
ses have left these parts I expect ycu have
taken a dozen of them. But I don’t care a
d——n; our folks are going to Illinois, and
I'm going with the soldiers.”
The boy passed on and commenced sing-
ing : .
“Down with the traitors,
And up with the stars!
For we'll rally round the flag, boys.
—8t. Joseph Herald.
Se SE
A Prophecy—Ir. Chase.
Ina private letter, written the other day,
Mr. Vallandigham says : »
I observe that Mr. Chase is making him-
self merry over my exile and defeat. Well,
that is allright, too, But I remember when
a few years ago, the pame of Salmon P.
Chase was the synonym of everything odi-
ous and vile; and when he was one of the
leaders of a party not numbering in the
whole United States one-tenth part as many
asthe votes which I received in Ohio, at
the late election, and poor and humble
enough to be content with the crumbs which
fell from the colored people’s table at the
Baker street chapel. My friend Mr. Jas.
Brooks, rem mbers, also, when he rescued
Mr. Chase from the violence of a mob in
Dayton, and Jed him, all trembling, by the
arm to a place of safety. Now Salmon P:
Chase is high in wealth and position, clothed
in purple and fiue linen, and faring sumptu-
ously every day, while I am suhject of his
scoffs as an exile. But I shall live to see
the time when Mr, Chase will be rent to
pieces by the whirlwind which he has con.
tributed so much to raise, and wade the
victim of the very mob hefore which he now
triumphs and exuits, as did Belshazzer at
his feast, and’'when “Uncle Abe’s pardon”
will be of as little value to save him as one
of “Uncle Abe’s vulger jests’ 1 may
have to ‘‘watch and wait” for the time, but
it will come, and I shall then be at home
and in honor. Let him and his friends
laugh now,” —Cincinati Enquirer.
7 A school ma’am in a district school
was examining a class in orthography.
(Spell and define floweret,” she said.
«F-l-0-w-e-r-e-t, floweret--a little flower.’
went off a tow-head mn a perfect shriek,
‘Wavelet.’
‘W-a-v-e-l-e-t, wavelet —a little wave, was
the prompt return,
‘Bullet.’
(B-u-1-l-e-t, bullet—a little—bull,’ shouted
urchin number three, who was innocence
personfiied.
— ee nie
TrAT man was deeply, nay, terribly in
earnest, whose coat of arms was a pickaxe
and under it the motto—'‘Either I will find
a way, I will make one.’ :
Ax editor says that a friend of his car-
ries hig sense of honor so far as to spend
all of his {'me in perfeet idleness, because
he does not like even to take advantage of
time.
THE LAST HOURS OF JOHN J. CRIT.
TENDER.
The Louisville Journcl says that Johan J.
rittenden spent in that city the greater
part of the frotnight preceeding his death,
and every friend who visited him at all on
public affairs, can bear witness to hig ex-
ceeding anxiety that the President should
at once second the victories of our arms. by
an proclamation of amnesty or by some!act
of like effect, but it is not generally known,
thai, prompted by his absorbing anxiety
on the subject, liz had resolved to ad-
dress a private letter fo the President
urging him without delay to take this
step.
Yet such is the fact, as is well known to
a number of the friends of Mr. Crittanden,
including the writer of this article. In res.
ponse to a. very kind message from Mr-
Crittenden, wc called upoa him the evening.
before Le left for his home in Frauk‘or',when
ha introduced the subject of his resolution
privately to address the President concern-
ing a proclamation of am nsty, spoke of the
deep interest he felt in the adoption of such
a measure, in this hour of military triumph;
declared his firm conviction that, more than
all other agencies besides it would serve to
bring the war to a speedy close, and at the
same time pave the way to an early and
permanent re-establishment of the Govern
ment in the hearts of the people ; avowed
his gratification at the reported discussion
of a proclamation of anmesty 1u the Cabinet
and dwelt with a mournful emphasis on the
physical prostration which prevented Lim
from immediately addressing the President
concerning the subject. He added, however
that he was on the eve of returning to his
home, with the resolution to perform this
task assoon as he sheuldget a little st ength
Such were the feading ideas ‘expressed by
the iliustrious patriot during the interview.
On the following morning he returned to his
home, where a few days afterwards, in the
complete possessin of his faculties,and noth-
mg wanting to his pure ard beautiful fame,
hesank full orbed in his grave,
The views we have cited .above constite-
ted the dying council of the illustrous and
lamented patriot to the chiel magistrate of
his country, in this crisis of her existence.
We in all respectfulness and in all solerm-
ty,commend the counsel to that high officer.
Death, in arresting its utterance, has but
consecrated and enobled it.
THE SOLDIERS ATHOME.
The Admini: tration were at first ashamed
of their course in picking out soldiers from
the army, and sending them home to vote.
When they first tried it. last spring, in the
case of the Conneticut clection, they deni-
ed the charge with much indignation, but
now they no longer disguise the fact. it
is estimated that no less than 2,000 men
were sent_home withina few days previous
to our State election. The city seemed n-
undated with them. They poured into it
by every tram, until it seemed as it New
York was half soldiers. As a general thing,
all allowed that they came howe under the
promise to vote the alolition, or so called
Union ticket. Scores of them would make,
affidavit to this effect, were they not afrail
of punishment when they got back into rhe
army for doing so. Tew of them dared to
disobey orders, for they were watched, and
if they did not vote as required, they would
be reported by the Loyal Leaguers. Is it
not a splendid coun'ry, where an Adminis-
tration uses the army to perpetuate their
own pewer, and force men in their employ
to vote as they dictate? Who shall say
that we ought not to give such an Adminis-
tration “more men’ and ‘more money ;’’ in
fact, inyigorate and sustain them to the fnl-
lest extent # Away with thetrmtor whosays
that Abe Lincoln ought not to have all the
power he asks for.— New York Day Book.
i —
Trex axp Now,—Before this dreadful
civil war, which would never have taken
place had not fanaticism reared its blondy
head and usurped the government of the
nation we had peaceand prosperity at home
and abroad.
We were respected among the nations of
the earth.
We had an undisturbed commerce through-
out the world.
No foreign nation dared to tread upon our
borders,
We had the perfect {freedom of habeas cor-
rus.
We had free speech and free press.
Wo had no Provost Marshals or bas-
tiles.
We had no shoddy contractors or venal
Governors.
Weghad no arbitrary arrests.
We hud no banishment for opinion’s
sake,
We had no overwhelming national debt.
We had no oppressive tariffs, for the sake
of Eastern manutacturers.
We ha no government tax, nor army of
tax collectors. -
We had no large standing army.
We had plenty of gold and silver.
We had cheap living,
We had Union and prosperity every-
where.
We had not our fathers, brother and sons
slain in battle. Tn fine, we had our liber-
ties—what have we now but the ballot
box?— Detroit Free Press,
[= He who carries musical compositions
in his pocket, puts on airs whenever he
goes out,
pas What is the largest’ jewel in the
world? ‘I'he Emeral Isle.
[= Children are our idols through whom
pea. The long head ie never headlong.
the heart ascends to Heaven.
HOV’ SAL DISGRACED THE FAMILY.
4 traveler in the State of Illinois some
years ago came to a lone log hut on the
prairie near Cairo, and there halted, Ile
went into the house. It was & wretched
affair—an empty packing box for a table,
winle two or three chairs and disagrseable
stools graced the reception rocm, the dark
walls of which were further ornamented
with a display ofZin ware, and a broizen
shell article or two. The women was cry-
ing mn the corner,<nd the man. with tears
in his eyes and pipe in hia mouth, on a
stool, with his sorrowful looking head sup-
ported by the paim of his band, Not a word
greeted the interloper.
‘Wall’ he said, ‘you seem to be in awful
trouble. What'sup 2’ --
‘4h, we are almost crazy, neighbor, and
we ain’t got patience to gee foils now.
*That’s all right,’ said the stranger not
much taken back by the impolite rebuff;
but can I be of any service to yon in all this
trouble,’
‘Well, we've lost our gall ; our Sal’s gone
o fiand left us,’ said the old man in tones of
deep despair.
Ah! do you know what inducad her to
leave you ¥’
‘Well, we can’t say, neighbor as how
she’s so far lost as to be induced but then
she’s gone and disgraced us,’ remarked the
sfflicted father,
*Yes, stranger, and—not as I should say
it a3 her mother—but thar warant & pooter
al in the West than Sal ; she’s gone and
brought misery upon her own head now,”
followed the sickened mcther.
Who has she gone off with,” irquired the
the visitor. :
«Well, there's the trouble. The gal could
have done well, and might have married
Martin Kehoe, a capital shoe maker, who
although he has but one eye, plays the tlute
in a lively manner, and a good livin. Then
lnok. what a life she has deserted ; she was
«surrounded Ly all the luxury in the country,
said the father.
Yes, who knews what poor Sal will have
to eat, drine and wear now ¢’ groaned the
old woman.
«And who is the fellow that has taken her
into such misery ¥’
‘Wy, she’s gene off and got married to a
critter called an editor, as lives in the vil-
lage, and the Lord only knows how he is to
crn a living.
pe LUE,
BEAUTIFUL ANSWERS.
A pupil of Abbe Sicord, gave the follow-
ing extraordinary answers :
What is gratitude ?
Gratitute is the memory of your own
heart.
What is hope.
Hope is the blossom of happiness.
What is the difference between hope and
desire ?
Desire is a tree in leaf, hope isa tree
in flower, and enjoyment is a tree in
fruit.
What is eternity ?
A day without yesterday or tomerrow—a
line that has no end.
What is time ?
A line that [has two cnds—a path
which begins in the cradle and ends in the
tomb,
What is God ?
The necessary being, the sum of eternity
the mechanic of nature, the eye of justice
the watchmaker of the universe, the soul of
the world. ;
Does God reason ?
Man reasons, because he doubts, he de-
liberates —he decides. God is omniscient:
He never doubts. —He therefore never rea-
s0nS.
eee tl A A pe een.
Tre henpecked husband would be happy
enough if he were only left alone. Bu! he
generally has some kind friend who is per-
petually urging him, ‘not to stand it,’
Ax Irishman, illustrating tke horrors
of solitary confinement, stated that out of
one hundred persons sentenced to endure
this punishment for life only fifteen survived
it, ;
We should not forsake a good work be-
becanse it does not advance with a rapid
step. Faith in virtue, truth, and Almighty
goodnese, will save us alike from rashness
and despair.
Re a—,—,. pp=so5puiii
p= Gumbo, can you answer a question
dis mornin ?
Sertaine !
Why is de traitor and de Joyal man all
alike ?
Can’t tell dat; gib him up.
Because they bof is 1 favor of dis Union,
de Any
= Happiness is like a pig witha greas-
ed tail, which everybody runs after, but no-
body can hold,
[77 A man in consumption has a hollow
cough, but a broken morchant has a hollow
coffer.
ge “What a bird he is, sure,” said Pat
of a skunk ; ‘and he perfumes like a dan-
dy I”
p65 There is a ghost club in London, and
they advertise for a haynted house.
pay “Trust” is a good motto for a Chris-
tian ; “trust not” is a good one for a tailor.
17 Soldiers ought to be a quiet set—for
every man of thew is made to hold his piece-
pa You are yery welcome, as the emp.
ty purse said to the shilling.
»
‘WH? DO THEY FAIL?
Every one, even the least observing, must
have noticed that whatever the claims on
seeming cluims or the pablic expectations
of certain prominent generals in this mon:
strous war, they invaridbly break down
efter they become avowed Abolitionists.—
Fremont, fifteen years ago, was the most
promising man of his age ina!l this coun-
try. ile was iLen a Carclinian, liying in
California, bur, step by step. abandoning
the Democratic principles in which he was
educated, he became artificially great as
the Abolition candidate for Presidency in
1856, Five years Inter he was sent co Mis-
‘buri with (usurped) imperial powers, and
the whole mighty Northwest in the hollow
of his hand, :
Ie built mud forts about St. Loais, rais-
‘| etl big armies, flattered the Germans, was
licked by Price. issued a proclamation of
¢ freedom’’ and subsided into Major Gener-
al Freemont, drawing a salary of £10,000,
and making himself useful as chairman of
league meetings &c. Cen Hunter, in other
days a model soldier, succecded- him® did
nothing, was sent to South Carolina, where
he also issucd a proclamation of “freedom”
abolishing society in all the surrounding
States, and ended with Jef’ Davis setting a
price on his head, which, if heréturns close
enough to the ‘rebels’ to be caught, is pret-
ty certain to be paid. Pope, the immortal
Pope, was the next victim, and though he
never was much of a soldier, he made a
tremendous noise fer a whileand then explo-
ded.
Ambrose Barnside followed him,did pret.
ty well at Newberne and Roanoke, but am.
bitious, he also bit at the bait of the aboli=
tion mumbo jumbo, fought on the wrong
side of the river and knocked out the brains
of ten thousand men against the entrench.
ments of Fredericksburg. «Pighting Joe
Tooker," Gen. Pillow’s old Adjutant Gen-
eral, was a strong pro-slavery and sensible
fellow, sent back niggers who ran away
from their homes in Maryland, fought brave-
ly and well under McClellan, but he, too
became a convert to the great cause of
“freedom,” and then, with 120.000 men the
“best army on the p'anet,”” was beaten ont
of his shocs by Lee with 55,000 ‘*barefont_
ed snd half starved rebels” Finally, the
last and greatest «Old Rosey” who once, it
is said, was tno much for Lee himself, be-
came the fhdel hero, the exponent, the ve-
ry “champion of freedom,” who only wan.
ted a chance to turn his bayonets on north-
ern Copperh-ads, has failed worse than all
his predecessors. They say he is actually
a coward, and John W. Forney says that
he fled from the field of Chickamauga to
Chattanoogo, declared that all was lost, and
then lay insensible from opium for four-and
twenty hours. What a record! What a
monument of d:ad reputations, of tallen he-
roes and miserable victims to the Abolition
idol to the huge and hidious god of nigger-
ism that now overshadows the land.
Such has been the fate of all, or nearly
all, of those wh prostrate themselves at the
feet of the Abolition numbo-jumbojsm of the
day. Public men. generals, stitesmen or
politicians who are in harmony with ths’
wants the instincts, the nature of masses.
succee led, do good, win honors &c, while
these warring upon their wants, go under
sooner or later. Thus Jefferson and his par-
ty, Jackson and his party, were honored,
while the Adamses and their friends failed.
And of all the contradictions or violationgof
the nataral order, there has been nothing in
all history so menstrous as the Aholi jon
lunacy. Just think, twenty seven millions
of white men forced down or four millions
of negroes forced up to a common level on
‘impartial freedom!" If the fofmer were to ho
made black, or the latter to be mada whites.
or if “Honest Old Abe” stood, pledged t»
give them the same color, all would see the
bound'ess and implous extravagance of his
“mission,” and yet that would ke a single
item of the fuut ensemble of his resent un-
dertiking. This, (then, is why our Abolition
general miscarry, for if they could succeede
and Old 4be fulfiled his ‘mission,’ equalize
those God has made unequal, why, then it
is obvious he would push aside the Almigh-
ty, anc begin tomake a new world altogeth-
er, for surely his ambition would not stop
here, or a simply recreating negroes into
whites.—N. ¥, Day Book.
even
Tr DEMOCRATIC PARTY. —-Let those that
now assail the Democratic party remem-
ber one fact—that histiry has vindicated
every position and justified every
important act of that party from the or-
ganization of the Government down to
naw.
Discreet men, who anticipate a future,
and do not ohject to the enjoyment of self-
respect in time, better rumnate a little on
the sign’ficant truth. Without claiming
absolute infallibil:ty, the Democracy have a
right to dwell w th satisfaction and pride
upon the fact that their success has been
unif rmly the prosperity and progress of
the country and the happiness of ths
people ; that their cardinal principles
have passed into laws, that’ their theories
of self government have the well settled con-
victions of anti-monarchists all the * world
over.
They can, therefore, bear reproach “with
comparative indifference. They adberas stil}
to their cardiaal principles and rely unon
the sober second thought oi the ‘peapla,
knowing that their principles possess a
vitality which ean never he weakened
either by calumny or defeat, — Milwaukie
News. ?
07 The most carious thing—g woul
nut curious.