Democratic watchman. (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1855-1940, November 20, 1863, Image 1

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The Fuse.
Thus came and went my day-dream
Of the rose and lily fair,
And the frightful, crafty demon
For the Watchman.
DAY DREAMS.
Raspeotfully dedicated “to her who widl best un-
derstand them.”
; 4 BY JOHN P. MITCHELL.
“Like shado ws, o’er the mind,
And vanish with the morning’s light,
And leave no trace behind.
But others come in waking hours,
To speak of joy or pain,
And leave, in strongest characters,
Some dreams of night there are, which come
Who had the rose in care.
To unravel it I seek not,
I only know ’tis true
That, as with the rcsc was darkness,
There’s happiness with you.
I pray that when that demon
Is in his native hell,
The rose may bloom forever
Where happy spirits dwell.
In the distant, dim hereafter,
May we three meet Abcve,
‘Where the flow’rs bloom on forsver,
A PHILCSOPHIC DARKEY.
philosophic darkey :
a state of profound meditation,
A correspondent of the Cincinati Gazatie
writing from the Cumberland river, gives
the following hamoroas colloquy wih a
I noticed upon the burricape deck today
an clderly darkey with a very philesphical
and retrospective castof countenance,squat-
ted upon his bunile, toasting his shins by
the chimney, and apparenily piunced into
Finding,
upon inquiry that he belonged to the 9.h
Illinois. one of the most gallantly behaved
and heavy losing regiments at Fort Donsl-
HOW TO CURE A SMCKY CHIM-
NEY.
A correspondent, who kves in New
Hampshire, states that in those paris re-
sides a man called Joe, 2 fellow noted for
the tough lies which he can tell, and as a
sample, relates the following:
Joe called in at Holton’s one day, and
found him almost choked with smoke, when
he suggested, * You don’t know as much
about smoky chimneys as L do, squire, or
you'd cure ’em.”
“ Ab,” said Holton, with interest, “did
you ever see a smoky chimney cured 2’¢
OFFICIAL REPORT OF LIEUT. COL.
THOS. M. HULINGS COMMANDING
497TH PA. VOLS. FOR NOV. 7TH, 1863.
Heap Quarters 49a P. V. 1
Nov. 8, 1863. )
Capra :—
In obedience to orders, I have the
honor to report that this Regiment left ita
camp near Warrenton, Va. on Saturday
morning, Nov. 7th, 1863, at7 o’clock, and
marched on the Fayetteville road in the di-
rection of Rappahonnock Station. After
arriving near the cavalry outposts about
91-2 A. M,, Co. C. and part of Co. B., under
command of Capt. Hutchison, were deploy-
\ppings.
Diptheria is ragihg in Illinois.
Vermont will re-model its militia law.
Ohio keeps the 26th as Thanksgiving.
They pay $200 for a Sicux scalp in Min-
nosota.
“The voices of the night”—Thoso bless-
ed babies.
Kentucky keeps Thanksgiving with the
rest of us.
HOW BIDDY IMPARTED A FLA-
VCR TO THE COFFEE.
The wife of our friend being in delicate
health, it was resolved that a girl should
be procured to do the housework, thatthe
lady might have an opportunity to recover
her health and spirits.
After visiting the intelligence office for
two or three mornings, a fine, bnxom lass
of about_twenty years of age, but ‘six
months ¢ from the owld sod,” was selected
and instructed as to the duties that would
be expected of her.
“Now then,” seid the lady, * pour the
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Because we do not know
The secret springs within the soul
From whence these visions flow.
In vain 1 try to force the gate
Which hides this dream y shore,
The future holds the secret still,
As firmly as before.
But hours I’ve seen when future life
Seemed all spread out to view;
And when Time rolled the mist away,
I found the dream was true.
And many scenes this year has brought,
Of happiness and pain,
~ Aliscellangous.
"HOW DID HE GET A COUNTRY.
The deplorable infatuation of the south-
ern rebel we can comprehend, his educa-
tion, his habits of life, his supposed inter-
ests may have perverted his heart and blin-
ded his judgment. Bat how shall we ae-
count for the northern sympatmzer, who in
spite of the thousand moral and material
ties which bind him fo his couatry, builds
his hopes upon his country’s misfortunes,
how can we account for him unless upon
Which some strange power, in days of yore, | the theory of total depravity ! Fortunately
Had pictured in my brain,
And many faces I have met
Which flitted to and fro,
Athwart the canvas of the soul,
A dozen years ago.
In ehildish dreams I used to rear
Bright castles in the air,
And, long before I knew your name,
Your face was pictured there.
He who knows the mighty secrets
The hand of fate has bound,
And has searched the vast arcana
Of Nature's deep profound ,
May inform us of the reason,
But this, I £now, is true,—
That, before you ever met me,
My dream had been of you.
I desire not to unravel
The source from whence they flow ;
For that truth is in my day-dreams,
Sufliceth me to know. %
Long years ago I sat and dreamed
A vision, strangely true,
And, ’mid the mingled lights and chades,
The light all turned to you.
By a mystic, viewless spirit,
The future's veil was drawn,
Aud the light and darkness mingled,
As in the morning's dawn.
Life’s crooked path I plainly saw,
And shadows, here and there,
‘Were flung across the spirit’s way
By demons of despair.
A garden, fair as Paradise,
Before the Serpent's breath
Had blighted all the fairest flowers
And whispered woe and death :
Within the centre sweetly bloomed,
Perfuming all the air,
A rose—most beautiful of all
The flow’rs which blossom’d there.
I sought to seize it for my own,
And then, my vision fell
Upon the parent stem—and that
Had surely grown in hell.
A mystery it seemed to me,
That rose so fairly grew
Within the demon’s very grasp,
And bloomed so sweetly, to;
A mystery that God should make
A flower so purely fair,
And place it in so foul a grasp
As that which held it there.
And then the shadows darkly fell
And blotted out the light;
The demon rudely seized the rose
And bore it from my sight.
And while, in agony, I sought
To penetrate the gloom
Which hung above my path of life,
Like spectres round atonb;
A sudden tempest fiercely fell,
And discord’s voice was loud ;
But, when the storm had passea away,
A light was in the cloud.
It beamed upon the very spot
The rose had occupied,
Which, in the elemental strife,
it cannot be that many people f low such a
course with plan and system—for parricide
can(never be popular crime, from whatever
motives it may spring aud wha ever guise
it may assume.
CARL Scnurz.
the Dutch element in the Abolition ranks. —
This man is a General in Mr. Lincoln’s ar-
mies, and writes his letter in Virginia. whose
magnanimous people enabled him and his
confreres to become American citizens, and
despite the efforts of Massachuaseits, who
always did and does now, prefer niggers to
Dutchmen. A few years ago a party sprung
up in Massachusetts which sought to ex-
clude ll foreign born people from becom-
ing citizens. It swept the North like a
whirlwind and crossed the Potomac with
the port and bearing of a conquerer, but
here the gallant Wise, at the head of the
indomitable Democracy of the old Domin-
ion grappled with the Know-Nothing:
giant, and, not only defeated, but so kill-
ed him, and that he hag never been heard of
since.
If Virginia bad given way, nothing could
have withstood the Know-Nothing party
for many years to come, and Messrs. Carl
Schurz, Blenker, Meagher, Corcoran, and
numerous other ‘‘notables” who ‘fights
wit Sigel,” would not be ¢‘parricides” for
having sloughed 0 from that which they
had been born in, they have had no coun-
try to murder. Massachusetts defeated in
that scheme to rule the country, gets up a
“negro freedom’ party. and combining the
northern States against the South, boldly
usurps the Confederate government, and
this miserable creature, whom Virginia
transformed from a slave into a citizen, is
one of the first of her tools to accomplish
her work. Of coarse he has no conception
of self government o" of the principles
involved in this invasion of Virginia;
but if he should be taken prisoner by Gen.
Wise, we should like to know how he would
behave himself when thus confronting the
man who made him a citizen and gave him
a country despite Massachusetts,who would
have denied them both.—New York Day
Book.
FUNNY.
The funniest story we ever heard was
told by Mr. Gough, during the delivery of
his temperance lecture last evening. Here
itis:
Two men after drinking and carousing all
night at a saloon, started in the mourning to
go home. It was a beautiful sunay morn-
ing, and as they staggered along, the follow-
ing conversation arose :
Inebriate No. I.—* How bright (hic) moon
shines
No. 2. —“You don’t call that (hic) raoon,
do ye ? that’s (hic) the sun !”
No. 1.—*Taint—its (hic) moon,”
No. 2.—“I tell you its sun !”
The above is a pretty fai. illustration of [IY
“Were you in the fight
«Had = little taste of it ?
Stood your ground #7
“No sa, I runs.”
“Run at the first fire, did you 2”
“Yes, and would run sooner, had I kno'd
it war comin,”
“Why that wasn’t very creditabe to your
courage.”
fesion.”’
‘Well but have you no regard for your rep-
utation
life.”
Do you consider your life worth more
than other peoples ?”’
“It’s worth m re to me, sa.”
“Then you must value your life high-
“Yes sa. I does—more than all dis wuld
more than a million ob dollars, sa, for what
would dat Le wurth 10 a man wid de bef
out ob him ??
“What 27
¢Nelf-preserbashum is the law wid me,
sa.”
But why should you act upon a differeat
rule from otuer men ¥”
‘Because different men set different val-
ues upon dar lives ; mine is not in the mar-
ket?’
Bat if you lost it, you would have the
satisfaction of knowing that you died for
your country.”
“What satisfaction would dat be, when
de power ob feelin’ gone ?”’
“Then patriotism and honor are nothing
to vou 2’
“Nuaffiin whatever, sa 77”
“-1f our soldiers were like you, traitors
might have broken up the Government long
ago!’
Yes sa, dar would have been no help for
it, wotldn't put wy life in the scale’ gainst
any Gobernment dat eber existed. no sir-e-e
tor no Gobernment couid replace de_loss to
me,”
“Do you think any of your company
would have missed you if you had been
killed 27
«May be not, sa—a dead white man ain’
much to dese scjers, let alone a dead nig—
but I'd m:ssed wyself, and dat was de pint
wid me,”
It is safe to say that the dusky corpse of
that African will never darken the fleld of
carnage.
THOUGHTS ON THE ELECTION.
The more we reflect upon the result of
the recent election the better we are, in
some respects, satisfied with it. It may in
the end prove the best that Judge Wood
ward was not elected, Ilad he been chosen
to the Executive chair of the State, the peo-
ple would most likely have expected more
of him than he would have been able to
give them. It is true that by a firmand ju-
dicious policy he might have given greater
security to person and property amongst us
But be would have been able to’ effect no
change in tne radical p licy of the ndminis-
taation. In the question of peace or war,
he would have had little or no voice.
As the case now stands. the Abolition
party have the control of events in their owo
hands. and they must assume the eutire
responsibility of whatever is done’
We may have to pass through many weary
months of war and sorrow—we may contin-
ue to see the hand of arbitrary power used
Dat isn’t in my line sa—cookins my pro-
*Repetation’s nuffin to me by de side ob
little too much.”
“ How wus that ?”” asked Holton.
“ Why, you see,” said Joe, “you see l
built a little house out yonder, at Wolf
Hollow, ten or twelve yearsago., Jim Bush,
the fellow tbat built the chimneys, kept
blind drunk three-quarters of the time, and
crazy drunk the other. TI told him that I
thought be’d have something wrong, but he
stuck to it and finished the house.
“ Well, we moved in, and built a fire next
morning to boil the tea-kettle, All the
smoke came through the room and went out
of the windows, not a bit wentup the flues.
We tried it for two or three days, and it got
worse and worse. By-and-by it came ou to
rain, and the rain began to come down
the chimney. It putthe fire out in a min-
ute, and directly it came down by the pail-
ful. Woe had to get the baby off the floor
as soon a8 wo conld, or it would have been
drowned.
“In fifteen minutes the water stood knee
deep on the floor. Then I went out and
took a leok., It didn’t rain half so bard
outside, and I pretty soon sce what was the
matter. The drunken cuss had put the
chimney wrong end up, and it drawed
downwards; it gathered all the rain within
a hundred yards, and poured it down by
buckets full.”
+ Well, that was unfortunate,” remarked
Tolton, ‘But what in the world did you
do with the house ? Surely, you never cured
that chimney 2?
“Didn’t I, though ?”’ auswered old Joe.
“Yes 1 did.”
+ How 2” asked Holton,
“Pyuroed it the other end up,” said the
incorrigible, ‘* and then you ought to have
geen it draw. That was the way I cured it
toe much."
“ Drew too much ?” asked Holton.
“Well, squire, you may judge for your-
self,” said old Joe. ‘Pretty soon after we
got the chimney down the other end up, I
missed one of the chairs out of the room,
and directly I see another of ’em shooting
towards the fire-place. Next the table
went, and I seen the back-log going up.
Then I grabbed the old woman under ove
arm and the baby under tother and started ;
but just as I got to the door, I seen the cat
going across the floor backwards, bolding
on with her claws to tho carpet, yelling
awfully. It wasn’s mo use. I just seen
her going over the top of the chimory, and
that was the last of ber.”
“ Well, what did you do, then?” asked
Holton. * Of course you couldn’t live in
such a house 2”
“Couldn’t I though ?” said Joe, “ butl
did. I put a poultice on the jamb of the
fire-place, and that drawed t'other way, so
we bad no more trouble.”
That is what wa call hard lying.
lr
ANGELSIN THE HOUSE.
I know a man. He is not a christian.
His daily life is not in accordacce with even
principles of morality. He has three beau-
tiful, well-behaved children. The other
day he told me this incident of one of them,
bis little girl three or four years old.—
Said he—** Perhaps some people would
think it sacrilige, but I don’t; but for some
time back I have been in the habit of read-
ing the Bible, and of having prayers every
night before the children go to bed. I have
done it because it had a good influence on
the children, and because I hope it may
have a good influence on myself. Last
flankers, the balance of the regiment acting
a8 a reserve.
The Regiment proceeded in this order
until we arrived near the Orange and Alex-
andria Railroad, one mile from Rappahan-
nock Station at 121-2 P, M. Here we
formed line of battle our left resting on the
railroad, our skirmishers and flankers act-
ing as skiimishers until J o'clock when
they were relieved by a detachment of the
6th Maine. We remained in line of battle
at this noint until 5 P. M., when we were
ordered forward with the rest of the Bri-
gade to storm the enemy’s works. The
charge was madeat 5 1-2 P.M.
Cur loss in the action was thre killed and
sixteen wounded.
List or CasuaLiIEs.
KiLuep.—Privates Geo. W. Wilson, Co.
A., Richard McQuillan, Co. B., Geo, Har-
leman, Co. D.
Wounpep.—Co. B., Corp. Jas. N. Camp-
bell, arm severe, Jno. Holliday, band, Wm,
McAlevy, Co. C., hand slight, Corp. Griffith
Lytle, Co. C., leg slight., Gideon Wolf,
Co. D., breast severe, Capt. A. B. Iutchi-
son, face slight, Lieut. Jus, L. Siuars, side
slight, Sergt. J. D. W. Henderson, leg so-
vere. Co. A. Jno. P. Patterson, bead se-
vere, Wm. Attig, head, Robt. Taylor, hip
slight, Benj. Thomas, leg severe, Jno. A.
Kistler, leg severe, Geo. W. Smith, foot se-
vere, David Delancy, shoulder severe, Wm.
Farris, arm slight, Jno. Lepley, leg slight.
Very Respectfully, &e.,
(Signed,) Taoxas M. HuriNas,
To Lt. Col. Commanding.
Carr. Enras H. Horo, A. A. Genl,
a
RATHER COOL,
A gentleman from the country, stopping
at one of our hotels, whe other day, entered
into conversation with one of tho kaarders,
asking questions about the fair, ete. Af
ter a few minutes’ conversation, the boarder
drew his cigar-case, saying:
“ Will you take a cigar, sir?”
« Wall, I don’t mind if I do,” was the
reply.
The cigar was passed to him; also the
one which our boarder was smoking, for
the purpose of giving him a light. He
carefully placed tha cigar first handed him
in his pocket, and took bis knife and cut off
that end of the lighted one which bad been
in the mouth of his generous friend, and
commenced smoking the remainder, saying:
¢ Jt aint often that a man from the coun-
try ruus afoul of as clever a fellow in the
city as you are.’
A Rien Letter. —A principal in one of
the public schools has been sending cireu-
lars to the parents of his pupils, which,
signed and returned, will authorize him to
+ inflict such punishment, corporally or oth-
erwise,” as may in his judgment be proper.
The following answer proves that some of
the parents are pleased with the idea:—
“ Dear Mr. Rattan—Your flogg ng cirklar
is duly received. I hopes as to my sun
John you will flog him jus so often as you
kin! Heas a bad boy—is John. Although
I've been in habit of teaching him himself,
it seems to me he will never larn anithing—
his spelling is specially ottragusly defish-
ient. Wallup him well, sur, and you will
receave my harty thanks. Yours, Moses
Spanker, P.S.—Wat accounts for John
being such a bad scoller is, that he’s wi sun
by my wif’s first husband.”
te
A Haxpsoue young lady, named Paulline
AJ] of Chelby’s force has been driven
from Missouri.
General Scott is at hie old quarters at
Delmonico’s, New York.
Two hundred of the men drafted in the
New Haven district have never appeared.
Some people are so fond of ill luck that
they run nine-tentis of the way to mcet it.
Ennui is the “belle of the evening” tak-
ing the roses out of her hair after the rout
is over.
The Connecticut Legislature will meet in
extra session to adopt measures for raising
volunteers:
Ata factory in Portland nearly ona thou-
sand bushels of potatoes are concentrated ’
every day.
It takes a very true man to be a fitting
companion for a woman of genius, but not a
very great ono,
One day last week over haif a ton of gold
went ‘up’ from New York to Troy. The
Trojans speculate,
The Sultan of Turkey has sent to London
to borrow fifty million dollars to rebuild his
barems and palaces.
Unaffected modesty is the sweetest charm
of female excellence, the richest gem in the
diadem of their honor,
The Prince of Wales is thinking of visit-
ing Canada again, to inaugurate the Par-
liament building at Ottawa.
A man who has throughout all his life
fought against misfortuns wants strength
to meet a common kindness,
The story of the destruction of Calhoun’s
statue in Charleston, by ono of Gilmore's
shelle, seems to be confirmed.
The Russians thought the spray and
mist arising from the Niagara Fails was
smoke from cannon fired in their honor.
They have a beef vactory in Maine which,
when in full operation, will put up in seal-
ed cans the meat of fifteen oxen in a day.
Never own that your wife is right; do it
once, and, on the very conceit of it, she
will be always wrong the rest of her life.
ard wood is up to ten dollars a cord at
Hartford ; and kindling wood, heretofore
twenty cents a barrel, is sold now at forty.
Minnesota papers say that in consequence
of the absence of hunters, prairie chickens
are running through the streets of St. Paul.
The New York Supervisors have passed
the ordinance appropriating two million
dollars to raise volunceers under the new
calls
One of the students at Ann Arbor, Mich-
igan, College, cut his throat last week be-
cause he thought he was of no use to any-
bedy.
Foreigners are investing some of their
capital in our debt. They do not think
that our days, or even our decades, are
numbered.
A grizzly bear escaped from a menagerie
into the streets of New York, recently, and
it was some hours before the police could ar-
rest him,
The new King of Greece is afraid if he
goes to Athens he will have to sleep cut of
elucidated such demonstration by illustra.
tion.
L «You understand, don’t you?” said the
lady.
« [ndade I do, mum,” was the response.
«Bile the coffee, grind in the water, and
dhrop in the baif of an egg. Isn’t that it,
mum ?”
“ All right,” replied the lady. “Now,
then, to-morrow morning we will see how
well you remember.”
To-morrow morning came, and the coffee
was as good as could be expected. The
third morning came, and to the astonishment
of our friend and wife, the coffee was un-
drinkable and nauseating; even the odor of
it was sickening.
Bridget was called and questioned as fol-
lows:
« Bridget, did you first put in the ground
coffee in the pot?”
“ Indade I did mum.”
«Did you then put in the hot water ?”/
¢ Sure Idid.”
“ How long did you let it boil 2”
“ Five minutes, mum.”
“ What did you do then ?”
“1 put in the egg, mum.”
«Just as I showed you the other morn-
ing?”
“Well, to tell the trnth, mum,” said
Bridget, giving her garment a twitch with
her brawny band, “to tell the truth, I
would not put but the half of the egg, as
yetowld me, but the egg was a bad one,
and I thought you wouldn’t mind kaping
the half of it, so I dhropped in the crather
as it was 1”
Aromatic coffee, that.
infantile chicken soup!
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DIDN'T CARE IF HE DID.
bLofors tha Maine laws
were invented, At. Wing kept the hotel at
Middle Granville, and from his well stock-
ed bar furnished “ accommodations for man
and beast.”
He was a good man; but most terrible
deaf. Tish, the village painter, was also
afflicted in the same way.
One day they were sitting alone in ths
bar room. Wing was behind the counter
waiting for the next customer, while Fish
was lounging before the fire with a thirsty
look, casting sheeps eyes occasionally at
Wing’s decanters, and wishing most de-
voutly that some one would come in and
kindly treat.
A traveller from Pennsylvania on his
way to Brandon, stepped in to inquire the
distance, Coing up to the counter, he
said:
“(Can you tell me, sir, how far it is to
Brandon 2”
“Brandy 2”? says the ready lanlord, jump-
ing up, * Yes, sir, I have some,” and at the
samo time banding down tbe decanter of
the precious liguor.
« You misunderstand me,” said the strans
ger, “I asked how far it was to Brandon.”
“They eall it pretty good brandy,” said
Wing. © Will you take sugar with it?”
reaching as he spoke for the bowl and tod:
dy-stick.
The despairing traveller turned to Fish
and said :
« The landlord seems-to be deaf, will you
tell me how far it is to Brandon 2”
“Thank you, sir” said Fish, “I don’t
care if 1 do take a drink with youl”
The stranger treated and fled.
0D + > Br ¥
Reaping tne Papers.—In one of tha
prettiest and most enlightened towns of the
We should call ib
Tn.oldon. tina,
Had drooped its head—and died. : : hi rhs night I went to the ¢ Lodge’ (he is a Ma-| Cushman, said to be a member of the secret a i
’ ¢ Ne a SWahaess ae is) mao om me ra oii are he and did not go Si till after eleven | army vole stopped few days at New Ila doors. Otho claims the old palace as his Prairie State, the Hie nr sssgmbled
irst man we (hic) meet, notin reb miltions more of treasur, ? — 3 1 ol ’ a er n00T
§ gosoa;sudln) 5 Ly grow 2 (fips ©l oolock. The children, of course wero all {ven last week. She has had adventures of | PFOPErty- one sabbath, afteracoy ifor £ Sopdayesehoo
As beautiful as morn,
And waved above the self-same spot
From whence the rose was torn.
Before I sought to grasp the fluwer,
1 looked upon the stem :
It was the same which once upheld
A royal diadem.
And then, a dazzling brightness fell
Across life's wand’ring way ;
The midnight gloom had disappeared
Before the rising day.
And while I gazed upon the scene,
It faded from my view ;
But, as the lily disappeared,
It, strangely, looked like you.
The vision faded as it came,
And melted into air;
But left a lasting trace behind
Of what was pictured there.
1, often since, have deeply mused
On what I saw that hour,
And lite has taught the secret
Of the demon and the flow’r.
Strange revelations then were made
‘Which time has proven true,
No, 2.—'Greed.”
following interrogation *
No. I —“I say (hic) old fellow !
vs oul.
shay its moon.
leave the matter to you.
or (hic) moon #*
ter considerable difficulty, against a lamp-
¢Sun—moon—sun—(hic)—moon.”
tell whether its sun or (hic) moon.”
much disgusted. —Cleve land Plaindealer.
The two toddled along for a short distance
| when they chanced to meet a man in exact-
ly the same condition with themselves. This
individual was immmediately treated to the
We've
got into a little 'spute ; want ye to (hic)’elp
My fren here (hic) says that’s the
sun, {pomnting upwards to Old Sol who was
blazing fiercely down upon them,| and I
Now we're going (hic) to
What is it, sun
The person addressed, braced himself, af.
post, and then commenced to scrutinize as
well as he could, the burning orb overhead
—repeating in a meditative tone of voice :
After
a short ‘observation’ he exclaimed : “Fact
is (hic) gent’lem, I'm a stranger in this
part (hic) of the country, and can’t (hic)
Thus the matter was undecided, and in-
ebriates numbers 1 and 2 reeled away very
squandered upon political favorites and dis-
honest contractors—the voice of weeping
and wailiag may still go up all over the
land, as of Rachel mourmng for her chil-
dren. [It may be the purpose of an allwise
Providence to make us lay our faces on the
ground and our mouths in the dust, But
it will till be a consoling reflection to every
Democrat—to every man who did not sup-
port the Administration in 1ts ruinous poli-
cy,—to know that he had no part nor lot
bringing these terrible evils upon the coan-
try, nor in prolonging them until the
whole nation is heart-sick and weary unto
death.
In the meantime it is simply the duty of
the Democrats who voted for Woodward, to
the i~sue of events.
impulses are honest, our motives soundly
awtken some day to the terrible reality. -
stand squarely by their principles and await
Our principles are right and just, our
patriotic and religiously pure. We can ut-
ford to wait until the people awaken from! :
their dreams ot false security. They will you may think and say what you please,
God grant thev may do so before our day
of grace shall have been irrevocably sinned '
away. and the spirit of peace and concord WOTPING,
in bed, and I supposed asleep. Before go-
ing te bed, I knelt down by my bed to pray,
and bad been there but a moment, when I
heard Nobie get up from her” bed in the
next room, and her little feet came patter-
ing across the floor towards me. I kept
perfectly still, and she came and knelt down
beside me without saying a word. I did
pot notice her ; and in a moment, speaking
just above her breath, she said: * Pa, pray
loud.” I prayed, kissed her, and she went
back to bed. And I tell you, G—, I bave
had nothing affect me so for the last ten
years. I have thought of nothing else all
day long, but just that little * Pa, pray
loud.” ”
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OBEYING ORDERS.—A brave veteran offi-
cer, reconnoitring a battery which was con-
sidered impregnable, and which it was nec-
essary to storm, laconically answered the
engineers who were endeavoring to dis-
suade him from tne attempt : “Gentlemen,
[an I know, is, that the American flag must
hoisted on the ramparts to-morrow
for I have the order in my pock-
the most varied and exciting description.
She has crossed the army lines on several
occasion, has been in Richmond two or three
times, once as a prisoner ; has visited Nash-
ville, Chattanooga, and Huntsville, Alaba-
ma; was once ‘taken prisoner by John Mor.
gan, und advertised to be hung in Nashville
as a Federal spy, from all which perils she
escaped by singular cunning, daring, and
courage. She is an adept at drawing, and
has frequently obtained sketches of the
enemy’s works.
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In Philadelphia, policeman Brown has
been accustomed to indulge o’ nights in the
piping hot ears and oily butter vended by a
female African on the steps of the station,
Searching for a culprit the other day, he
came upon the woman in the back yard of
a shunty, boiling her corn and the neigh-
bors’ dirty clothes in the same seething
cauldron. Being asked if that was her
usual practice, the venerable Ethiopian ip-
digoantly responded :—* Why, of course.
Can’t afford to buy coal to bile de close an’
de corn separate.” The dulcet strains of
Confederate money having became practi
ly worthless, a nameless South Carolina
statesman proposes to dispense with money
altogether.
All the fashion and beauty of Washington
officiul and non-official, went to the late
races near Washington to sec the sport. It
was a gay time,
He is not a good natured man, who, when
traveling westward in the morning, fastens
a quarrel upon bis shadow for presuming
to run before him.
The consumption of fuel in the best steam
engines has been reduced to two and a
half pounds per horse power per hour, and
greater economy is expected to ba obtained.
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There is in Nova Scotia a young womans
seventeen years of age, who is seven feet
two inches in height. She measures forty
three inches around the waiste, thirty three
from her armpit to the tip of her fingers,
weip. 8 two hundred and seventy-four
pounds and has a foot thirteen inches long,
She is good looking, quite social, although
concert, A newly-arrived clergyman being
present, was invited to addréss them. He
explained the parable of the Prodigal Son.
Seizing fancy’s pencil, he gave a graphic
picture of the old gentleman’s circumstan-
ces immediately previous to the arrival, in
this manner :—** The sun had not yet sunk
beneath the western horizon. There, in
his easy chair, before the door, sits the aged
futher, reading the papers.
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Mr, Graham, a very wealthy English
gentleman living in Frankford, of limited
education, and who gives magnificant par-
ties, was invited to a dinner atthe English
consnl’s. The consul’s name is Coke, and
his father has heen dead about twenty
years. After some toasts and wine had
been drank, Mr. Graham got up and offered
a toast, to be drank in silence, viz. : “The
health of the late Mr. Coke—the worthy
father of a worthy son.”
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Many a virtue is locked up, like Ginev-
ra in the oaken chest, until it bscomes a
mere skeleton of itself. Virtue, like every-
thing else, rots and wastes if not used.
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And now, I'm taught the reason why g&@™ Counterfeit virtues are often a more | shall have utterly ceased to strive with men. | et.” The works were carried according to |** hot corn” have lost their apetizing melo- difident, not being accustomed to see the| The New York police costs two millions
The lily looked like you, popular currency than the genuine. —Er, eres. dy for policeman Brown.” public, and her name is Anna Swan. a year.