I= . +.+m v .+ . , Rstt.ua.:::'U6Oa4.-r+...+!ry.~.Ns77A~3_'fr:z.~.a „ .+~7~._...~- The Demobratic Watchman. BICLLEFONTN, PA LINES TO AN OLD FRIEND. =7l Come, dear old friend, let you end I Mk down and talk of days gone by, Lot, we talk ofitte, Ito We end Joys, Bow things have changed since we were boys What merlin come up from the buried past, Bright hope* and joys that could not last, and the forme we loved in (lays of yore, We shall see on earth, old friend, no more. Prom thirsed old bank, long yearn ago, We watched the waters, Al they payed below And heard tho waves, in their angry roar, As they danced and kiesed the greasy shore Ind further down this winding stream, John, it seems so like a dream, there's 'little graveetts myrtle vines, l'!reeps o'er • friend of old 44 en times. Lk, And war hie etreenno KU gory hand Throughout ibis ones bright happy land tnci countless graves, seen everywhere, Proclaim smitten's deep deepair. When evetdgg nhadoire ottherpoluna. And the zephyrs kin each littlh inound, The angels some when the worlire seiner, Arquad those honored graves, bright watch to keep, [low oft my friend, hath a noble heart Hewn pierced by many a peleoped dert ; Kew oft bath weeds that we Meuld not beer Hera down our ("heck& a foolinh tear Wrist need We care what others say , They too like no will pans away; 4. few more years and death's cold chill mtain Ogee them high on yonder hill. n. ft:* more years of tolfand pain, of winter's:snow and summer's rain, knit each gentle hreete, and stormy glint, atitli-k leg the turf-that Ables their dent, and the old nehool house neen no more Whereon, old friend, In days of yore, leer own* foolish prank, the master mean lied placid us John, two girls between. And how we blushed, looked Pour and otTUVTI ft lammed the Ws, Was glorious fun, It Imo cruel, John, It wee Miser> then, [met , But we've changed our minds nlnne we are There WIN little Kite, she went our way To Reboot, you know, each wintry day, ark what a Jangling there used to tin, WiliZ'd carry her books, John, you or me When I Paw her, John, but yesternpy, The hkmain of her cheeks hscrpromed away; She clasped my hand, as though I ne'er nhoulcl (heart. room my schoolmate friend, your first sweet- Flee me, John, Ifs careless word H touched within some tender rhori -- These thousihts,old frlend,wlll roma, you know Height boyish dreams pf tons alto Then here's my hand, wherasoe'er I ho, I 'than kindly think, old friend, of thoe, Vergetting the stormy way we've trod, brighter dap, if we,truat in God Warazroae, October 27, lean A Migthies Management The dismal'Deeemb¢r night W 0.14 do sing, with starless gloom, overthespires and chimney, tops of the gity —the blind ing mist of mow Oakes was wreathing its white pall over all, and this wind, murmuring sully through tho streets, seemed to have 'midmost human wail to its moan, 'll.'s an ugly kind of a night,' mutter ed btr.Terryn to himself, as ho buckled his fur closer round his neck, 'and a wind fit to cut one in two. Itallo what's this?' tie had very nearly stumbled over amnething that looked like a bundle, crouching at the footof a fbght o f s t ops , in the shadow of a ruinous old brick archway ; but, av he checked himself abruptly, the bundle erected itself into iiumething human in' shape and looked at him through wild , human eyes .Who are you" he demanded, on the impulse of the moment •Only me, or—little Tess,' • Please give me a penny, sir I' crttyl ilut child , 'suddenly subsiding Imo the 'regular professional whine of her trade. Only a penny ' Where do you live?' • 1 don't live nowhere, skulks routed in tii« _ y 11h, you do, et; 7 and who takes tare MEM Took up'' •tient to the Island, sir • Are :111 a boy, or a girl 7' For the creature's tangled locks o6id ragged garb gave no doe to its !eel • I'm a girl, sir.' Y ou ought to be han - od of our f, begging in the streets,' said Mr Trrryn, severely Why don't you work As lie approached his own door bright child's face peeped out between the curtain, and as Mr Terryn entered the cheery sitting room, he could not hut think with a remorseful pang of the shivering budgie of rags under the brick archway beyond soltistione of my business,' he thought; dare say the } Kilter will pick the poor little elf up, and take her where she'll be better off./ But M. Terryn's conscience was less 'adamantine than be had given it credit for being. It pricked him sorely as he aet toasting his slippered feet before the bright embers—it whispered to him as he listened to thoiullaby wherewith his ifs was killing the babe to sleep "open her breast. Had little Tess ever known a mt4hers care, or heard 'a mother's eradfS song 7 And she could scarcely have been six years old, either. • Where are you going, my dear 'V questioned his wife, as ho rose up sud denly , Out into the street. There was a•--a child there--,a little girl, crouching on sotne steps—.' A child tiemeless? And such a night as this? Oh, Herbert,' you should have brought her here I' " Fire minutes afterwards Mr. Torryn was out in the driving whirlwinds of ■now bending over the small stray who was huddled up, just where he had left 'Fiera—child, where are you 7' But there was no answer. La. Tae was benumbed and Itupified by the rold. He lifted her up, a poor little skink ton, wrapped ins miserable thin casting of raga, said feeling strangely Heft in his arms, and carried her home. ktre. Terryn met him at the dhor. 'Oh, Herbert, what aoor little starv ed wretch I Her banili are like birds claws I' Charle7 looked on with breathless in terestoit the process of feeding, warming and restoring soinelitslity to the torpid object. When 'title Tette opened her eyes, it weal.° the slew at warm fire and the mellow eparklifot icaslights. 'Am I dead?! cried th.. rhild , 'sod is this Ileeven?' CM Poor little creAture P said Mrs. Ter.- ryn, burgh% Into tears. 'T/aora' her name proved to be—a sweet Italian pyrionyta for the Word 'treasure,' and a treasure She was, hi gentle Mts. Terryn's eyes, especially after ter liftleirabe WAN dead and bur. led. 'How Taws grows?' raid Mr. Ter. ryn suddenly, one day, as the beauti ful girl came in, rosy and sinning, from a walk. .'Why she is as tell as a grown woman I' 'She is a grown woman,' said Mn. Terryn, with a smile. 'How old is she7' 0 'Sixteen, day before yesterday I' 'ls it possible,' said Mr. Terryn, thoughtfully. 'How time slips away Tailors sixteen 1 Why, then Charley must be twenty I' 'lt is true, my dear,' said hit wife, wp are getting to be old people, now 'I wonder what will become of Teso- ra,' said Mr. Terryn, musingly,. 'She would make a capital governess, her education has been so thorough, or—' 'Father,' said Charhsf Terryn, reso- lutely, as he walked up in front of his father and stood with folded arms, can tell you what will become of Teta nal She is to be my wife l' 'Nonsense!' ejaculated Mr, Terryn. 'Charley,' sho said, when the indig nant father had Jerked himself out of the room, 'don't waste your breath in ar guing with your father. Argument never conquertA, yet, in such a case as this.' But vklnt nen I to do?' 'Have you spoken to Tess yet `Wait aims—let matters rag. I will manage ill' So Mrs. Terryn gave littlo dinnerpar ties and select soirees, and 'brought out' 'l'esora, according to the .regularpro gramme She made a sensation Mrs. Terryn had known thatshe would. Tes ors was a belle—a gluten of fashion. Suitors congregated round her. 'Well, '1 cm,' said Mr. Terryn, one night,--hh was getting wondrously proud of his adopted daughter's s uccess in the world of society—'are you going out to flight?' 'Yes, papa.' ' Whom with T' 'Colonel Randolph.' 'I thought Charley had taken u box at =I promised Colonel Randolph first. mud resora, languidly, playing with her 'And how about to-morrow night I suppose Charley could get his tickets transferred.' 'I am so sorry, sir, but I am engaged . . for to-morrow night.' Mr. Terryn rose and walked restlessly up and down the mown lie waa a man much guided by the opinion of hia fel lowmen. • Tesoro mead be a treasure, else why this eumpetitien among the young millionaires for her society 1 'Look here, Tess—Charley will be et, disapp( in 'I can't help it. Let mu see'—and she- glanced nt her tables—`Friday is the only evening I have disengaged ' 'Fiddle4tiek r muttered the old gen glenum, uneatol). It seems to me you're getting to be a great belle. Mimi' 'dm, 1 pups' said Tess, laughing.— you nee I am }our own little girl And she gave him Is little emising kw '7%11$ own little girl—yes- but what will youbeeorne when Colonel Randolph or Dayton I,4:strange, or a•nne other of th,so %camps., •takea you away from mu Texorn 1.ht..11441 until the r•ve her the 4 was blo• a carnation w)Il nM., peps ' ' Won't they 2 not altogether s o 'sure or that But the nett isftercuxm he rot mo twine from his °thee with a puzzled fate 'They have come, Tesir ' W hut hit cc emnew " Tim offers or inurriago— -two of 'tin. by 'Jupiter I--Cotonel Randolph and Mr nnp,n„•r;r Mutt do you nay, TOM ?' 'l--1 must think of it, papa 'Very gentlemanly, I must sat• both well off, substantial fellows, and pr Ork•lAl4 to be desperately in lour with toy girl Put, ' 'Wnll, sir 4r 'You Won't lenvi , us, deer? Think how clowilate the old liouso will be with unit you T 41,11 wits !oiler) 4---hoer hand dropped 'Father,' Nod Mrs Terryn, gently, 'let the girl decide for herself We have no right to stand between her and horno arid a husband of her own ' "Rut s he might have a 1101111. and n hutbund of her own herd' burst in Mr Tercyn, 'That at-4 ateau—Churley have refused Charley to-day t' said Tortoni calmly 'ltetuaisl Omen.): 4 And why"' "Because 1 have reason to believe that hix snit was pressed without approval of his father. Oh, sir, could you 'think that, after all your kindness, 1 entild steal your son'sditty away from you I 1 would rather die !' 'Spoken like yourself, Toss,' said ?dm Terryn, going to her end khwing her. 'Tess, do you love him ?' eageil) questioned the father. 'That has nothing to do with the ques tjsm, sir,' she answered, reservedly. 'But I4want to know," he insisted. 'I do love him, sir, then.' 'And you have refused hint ordy be cause aidtvt approsi. ..,yrs, 'But Ido approve, Areas I It would make me the happiest old father in the world, if I could call you bdtlf Children in real truth.' Charles Terryn rose from his seat and came eagerly forward. 4 Teeora---dearest—you hear him I Once rnorekstak you to be " And Tesora hid her face on his shoul der, weeping—but Tesor A, was very hap py, nevartheleaal , But, my love,' said Mrs. Terry'', (softly, ~ wl,sst has wrought such a change in your sentiments?' 1.1-1 don't know," said the old gen tleman, evasively. 'I say, Tess, what aktan I tell the Colonel and Mr. Dupt. iftr 'Telt them, Air,' spoke up Charley, 'that oho has a previous ertgagornent'll 'And so the Mother's Managemeat revsilpd, and little Tose' arNt home WIR Pier Us& , 1 14 7:.3E'."1.37' AvirrW. ,Cll/1" The Slain' isioh. i 4 04/ 1 bdgh rock, weer Idsig the Eh e, **river lig lokenda stood the haif-oaat/ludi-lbrtreili of Ellosiburg, which, wi 40 and gloomy ybattle. men*, s ed to pierce tip Very clouds. Its dungeda arid keep 'were said to be the atecuartat isi Germany, and, indeed, a wail Be, for it could be only accessible from one, point, which was a narrow path, where but one mankould walk at, s time.. The owner and governer of this cestellated fortress was Sir , John Ver. rinlch, a haughty, overbearing man, subject at times to tits of the most vio lent passions, which at one tdme led bim to commit a crime of the most horrid tirade. which formed the legend con nected with the old ruins that now stand gazing gloomily, as it were, upon the passing steamboats bearing part* ol' tourists up the Rhine. Sir John was a widower, his wife having died of a broken heart, after giving birth to a daughter, three years after marriage. This daughter, the La dy Isadore, though treated severely by her father, grow up with all the beauty which enhances the fair sex within man's eye. She had a lover ; what ' young girl of seventeen has not/ He was captain of the guards belonging to the castle, a young maa of low birth, though gifted with a tine education and some tiersonai beauty, which, together with his skill and prowess in the time of war, had won him the name of "The Faichion.' Ile was, indeed, worthy of the maiden's admiration. Marcel Van Hehrotter—for ouch was his name—with his laurels fresh on his brow, was invi ted to court, and while there wee and became enamored of, the Lady Isadore, who was then, with her father, attend ing court for the first time. Sir John, pleased with Marcel, offered him the captaincy In his guards, and he, to b near the lady of his heart, accepted the office, and was soon installed within the castle walls. The Lady Isadore, after hearing her father speak of his feats of arms, became interested in him, afid having by acci dent met him several times while taking her morning walk upon the parapet, the intetlezt ripened into- love, antl-they-iii-- lent. 4 betrothed themselvea to each other and were hartiy to things stood, when, one evening, ;lir John invited Marcel to take supper with them, The meal was spread within the left wing of the eel tie, in a lofty ball, the walls of which were decorated with ancient suits of arms, while the panels between were all hung with a well-dressed head and horns of a sturdy deer. At a bountiful spread board were Sir John Marcel and the Lady Isadore; the supper was over and the wine circulated freely around. Ladies were not so chary of it; use in those days And the old knight, made men.% by the copious draughts of Rhenish lie had used to wash down his food, cracked his Jokes, sang and laughed as only an old man •tind soldier can laugh, At last, percieying that the tire, which ere now was burn ing cheerfully, had nearly disappeared, he asked Marcel to rouse It up ; he, will ing to oblige, arose, but finding nothing wherewith to rake the ashes, drew his sward, and with it coaxed the stubborn the to blaze. a, At that moment he heard his name called in tones of thunder by Sir John, i-fozgetting that he had been called, leasing his sword still in the A re, he ad vanced toward SIT John There he stood, clutching his daughter tightly by the arm, his face distorted by passion he-cried, as Marcel approach ed, dint thou love Lily daughter, Marcel did not reply, but looked at Lady Isadore She, alas , poor girl, having never seen him in u merry mood beforiiiiiiihile Marcel wits engaged in arranging the Are, she told her father of t ist . Ins love for . , anti asked hint to give his consent t i ieir marriage The re cult was as entioned above. Sirkili, shouted the enraged lord, canst thou not speak ? Ans vier me, duet thou love my daughter ? The )out4r, man, ixAdly robfrolitlng him, replied • Str, 1 hive your daughter—we are be trothed All the fury that ever entered in the • soul of man was combined within hiir Jvhn's soul. lie felt at his belt for the dagger he usually wore; he had lain it aside when about sitting down to sup per; he looked around fin some weapon with which to kill Marrel, his glue res ted un Marcel s sword, which rested in the lire, the blade of which was nearly a rod hue, in another moment it was in ins hands. in his Wind fury he thought nut of its heat, but rushed upon Marcel arid mot about to plunge it into hie when 14041,,r13 threw herself be fore her lover and reeleved the /fen• blade 'tuber now pure breast. line John gazed but for one moment On th e it ri . n e, and then, with the Libra' gushing from his mouth and Tiostrile, fell to the flour, When the retainers entered about An hOUr after, they f o und father and daugh ter dead, and Marcel n gibbering mani. fie '!'he servants removed /dm to Etude asylum, where he shortly after died,— The bodice of the father and daughter were buried among their uneestois to theehmed, and masses were said for the repose of their gulag; but yet they did not reat,'for often a night they are seen, the daughter pursuing the father, ana making the most hideous lamentations. such is the legend of Ithlenburg. if you go there now you will and reenniuing of that, (atm lofty pile nothing but ola gray ruins. A BAeltittott's Dna/tall-omo night, whilo J lay sleeping, I had a dream of joy; I thought I had a charming wife and darling' little boy. I loved, T hug ged, I kissed them---.I ate them al- ost whole ; my little boy got angry, my wife began to scold. But soon a scream terrific awoke me from my sleep; my face was scratched in pieces. --plague take the; little lima wife was a pillow, my baby was a eat/ A BRAY! thai..—A few days ago, while a young man was sVating on the brick pend at Twenty-third and Feder al streets, Philadelphiay the ice gave warand tie went into the water, and he would have drowned had pot Miss Mary E. -French, who was skating near by, gone to the man's aaaiatance. She caught him by the arms and drew hint from bin perilous position. He ought to marry her—if lie cab get her. IM Look Out for Them Lbosters Deccan who resides in it please-I ant village inside of en hour's ride upon the Fiteaurt rote, rdohne ltris bald ness for the Jongetailed erusteeea, gerly kriown as lobsters. And from mares therewith fulminated, by some of our peofeesors of gastronomic' that we have seen we do not Minch any won der at all to tine deacon's penchant for the aforesaid shell-fish. The deacon had been disappointed several times by as sertions of the lobster merchants, who, in'their overwhelming zeal to effect a wale, had been a little too sanguine of the precise time said lobsters wore caught and boiled ; hence, after lugging home a ten pound specimen of tho vasty . deep, miles out into the quiet country, the deacon was often sorely vexed to find the lobster no better than it should be I ' Why don't you get them alive, dea con?' said a friend,—'get, them alive and kicking, deacon ; boil them your self; be sure of their freshness, and have them cooked more carefully and pro , perly.' 'Well load,' quoth the deacon ; 'eo I can, for thty sell them, I observe, near the depot,—right out of the boat. I'm much obliged for the motion.' The next visit of the good deacon to Bolds - el - I,—M he was about to return home, he goes to the / bridge and bar. gains for two' live lobsters, line, active, lusty-clawed fellows, alive and kicking, and no mistake I 'But what will I do with them?' R OY' the deacon to the purveyor of the crustncta, as ho gazed wistfully upon the two sprawling, ugly, green and-scratch ing lobsters, as they lay beforehtvo %%port the planks, at his feet. 'llo with 'em 7')-esponded the lobster merchant,—'whg, bile 'em and cat 'pm( 1 bet you a dollar you neVer .eat better lobsters 'n them, nohow, mister t' The deacon looked anxiously and In nocently at the speaker, Iv much es to say—'you don't say Bo 7' 'I mean, friend, how ?than 1 ge•t them home ?' 'Oh i ' says the lobster Inerehant, , that's easy enough , here, Saul,' says he, call ing ups frizzleatekuled lad in blue pants —sans hat or boots, and but ono gal lows to hie breeches, 'here, you, light upon these lobsters and carry 'em home for this old Fentlomein ' Goodness, bless vat,' said the ilea con ; 'why friend, reside ten tulles out in the country 'O, the blares, you do!' says the lobs ter merchant ; 'well, I tell you, Said can carry 'em to the can for you in this 'ere bag, if you're rep' out 7' 'Truly, he can,' (Noll' the deacon; 'and Saul can go right along with me,' The lobsters were dashed into a piece of !darlings sack, thrown across the shoulders of tlie juvenile Saul, and away they went at the heels of The descoli, Tti the depot; here Saul dashed down the 'poor treturs' until their bones or shells rattled most piteously, and IP , the dea con handed a 'three cent piece' to Saul, the long and wicked claw of one of the lobsters protruded out of the bag—open ed and shut with a clack, that snide the deacon shudder , These fellows •re plsguy awkward to handle, are thdy not, my eon 7' nays the &neon, 'Not werry,' says Om bof , 'they can't bite, cos YOU are they's got pegs down here—hohi I . As Saul poked his bead down towards the big claw lying partly out of the open-ruoutbed hag, the claw opened, and clacked at his angers, fero cious as a mad dog. pisspag'sout,'said the boy—.and I can't fasten it , but hem's a chunk of twine , tie the bag and they can't get out, anyhow, and you kin put ' ern into vet jot right out of the bag es, yes, , says the deacon i I guess I a ill take care of them , bring tin:,.. here there, just place the bag right in under My *via ; 1;6, Ara Vino . ' Presently the ears began to All up, as the minute of departure approached, and soon every seat around the worthy dea con was occupied by , awrltty, a 'mid die-aged lady,' in front of the deacon, lx•gan to Neste about and twist around, ua if anxious to arrange the great nmpli tute of her drapery, and look after SOrne thing 'bothering' her feet In trent of the lady, sat a slab-sided genus dandy, fat as a match and quite as good lonk, inp , between his legs sat a pale-faced dog, with a flashing collar, of brass and tinsel quite as gaudy as his master's neck-rho' ker , this canine gas oan /A k l uq, ow 1 yow-0 0 —, y o v, , yowl r”. / TOW t' '1,,0r a massy 1' cries the woman in front of the deacon, jumping up, and making &desperate splurge to got up on to the seats, and in the .effort upyonting sundry bundles and parcels around her I 'pow-c;"04 Yow-ook yelled the dug, jumping dour out of the grasp of the juvenile Mantillini, and dashing him ruff an to the head and shoulders of the Dell seat occupants, one of whom Was a , turdy ilmed Irishman, who made .no bones . in grasping the sickly-look ing dog, and to the horror arid alarm of the entire female tarty present, he sung out. 'Wbur-r-r to about, ye hitite I Is the divil mad 'Zeel ke 1 0 , lear 1 01 01' cries All unxious to U) 0_0..u• nit ve os from Um dog 1' cries onobhor 'Wham-r-r- Iye died P cries the Irtsh i gintilman, pinning the poor dog down betwnes the seats, with s force that ex tracted another glorioin yell. Wce I Ike/ Ikel co, ow f ow f Ike! 'the I Ike Murder I mur-r-r-der bawls mother victirtnn the roar of the deacon, leap ing up in his seat, and rubbing his leg vigormely. 'What on airth's loose ?' exclaimed one. 'Halloo! what's that crics.,atio4eir, hastily vacating his seat and crowding towards the door. '0 dear, 0 I 0 I' anxiously cries wileli cate young lady. 'Whitt 1 who 1 where ?' ,creamed a dozen at nnce. , Good conscience/' exclaims the dea con, as he dropped his newspaper hi the midst of the din, noise And conftuden and with a most singular and spasmodic effort to dance a ihiehlatut nick' he bustled mit of his limit, exclaiming': IChx:l conscience, tl.eally Whey° tho're out , Eb 7Wha t— ? * Tit.V.‘ 'OllO El 'Snakes!' eehoes r old goutleenitn, pimping a cane. ffinappin' tuttlio, Water ?' %quire ,„ , - , l3mrma cried a dosan. Snappers l' echoes a like quantity of the dismayed. Aitiinapper.r.z-rs I' 48nako-o--o-es 0 what I din f ~Hallol here, what's allthist What's the matter 1' PlAys the conductor, coming t.q.the rescue. :That man's got snakes in the car 1' roar several at once: , And snappire kurtles, teed, conaarn him l' says one, while all eyes were di rected, tongues wagging, and hands gesticulating furiously at the astonished deacon. 'Take care of them. I Tako caro of them I I ixdiewel'nOitton clear through my boot—catch thorn, Mr: Swallow cries the deacon, 'Swallow 'cm, Mr. @Moller ohcoes the frighteowl 'What? where" says the excited con ductor, looking around. 'Here ' here, la under these seats, sir,, —my lobsters, sir,' says the deacon, standing afoot to let the conductor and the man with the cane get at the rep tiles, ite the latter insisted. .Darn 'em, they are only lobsters Pooh I Lasterd says young Man tilini, with , mock heroic shrug of his shoulders, and looking fierce as two cents 4.10mc out here r say; the conductor, feeling for them. 'Take rare!' says the deacon, 'the plaguy thiugs have got their pion out r ‘l , ly, they Are alive, and crawling around : here old fellow,—take. care, Mr tiwaller—he's cross as sin l' says the man with the rune—'wasn ' t that a snap? Take rare! You got him 1' that indefatigable assistant continued, rattling his tongue and cane. I've got them I: cries the conductor. 'rut them in the bag, heirti sir,' sass the deacon. "fake them out of this car!' cries everybody. 'i l ia,guy sap the deacon shaMt never buy another fare lobster P Order wail restored, passengers took their seats, but when )(mug bland Hint looked for his dog, he had vit.tmourd with the Irishman, at 'the last stopping place,' in his excitement, leaving a quart I jug of whisky in lieu of the dandy's dug. 'nut (Limit ov Ykwitita —By Prof. Joshua lidlings —This ill bred game of keards is *bent 27 years of oge It was o ttrst descoverNl by tha deck bands on is Luik Hey steamboat an bawl ed chain to; them to posterity in awl its juvenile but}. It is generally plaid by persons and now much of tts absorbiniviess to the fakt that ',int can talk, and drink, and chew, and cheat while the grim is ad- I have wen it plaid nn the DuiLogi mer railroad, a the ear, with mon• •kill than anywhere ciao. If yu play there, yo will often haadwa. Have; hand that will astonish vu, quite ott'in 4 is a well loma« fact that (lie lit <wrens and a 10 spot, winch will isdanie sigrmr.:v, of iiiirt,;,ni:•,.„„„ Ina bet 7or H dollaw ,l,ll r:4, that it is; a good , , h ad a t.Oll 1%110 wan reported to /Jai, and to play poker , hut. yu , TOVell drowned in the 1 : 44 114er, Nea be more astonished when y y k betie,e that la the other lethal's hand, winch la% laud/4 •ear--hot /ate eedir ,,, uonc and ,lochvon.ists of 4 kings and x I Tot. Yrwher ii a niolaito glut..., and Jon t 111911" ui 'n living wunoun prole the 4• ,, old ^lvd,g' "i"` eulitr t,l r. 'Lydiah. Si ournel rute non e. the mor e than game. "i piny w Agate , re, g Nina church raffle Vhng . Hr is a ivrleet I ttinge of its• I never play yewker mother, and he also poameasee moil, 1 never would learn out p r 1 11 6 1 t, that o f wratrig fs,etrt rod wlfol originally revolt*, C 11.1.4 to the I pros". Ilia mune ie Andrew • Tin, Connecticut line in Na F.nghttitl, %liar I person that was drove fled, mid vas 011 1 the gain, of 7 lip or Ile,d z o was horn, pomed to he her non, Watt not herr, hot and ex eda all itc prison,. err-' had [keen exchanged in nnlitnrt 1.,r legitimate child, according 111 the run )Old nuldtt ph). erceness. iilodge diq lessiotta of a lady who lately died fi Titla Coil aith other letter. , and Hut wo n 't play vii if I t i„„„,„ 1 „., , „,„„„ given to the know eherakter, whi ny ai k will talk public th r „„ g i, th e pr e ss, find they nn , an aye and a 1(1 spot , A0r1.4. for will , itrile the whole " - I won't pliq t no Pnodi kind of gunn out of roNroot iew old Connootint, mitilV State A -Si trYttpic fart net. —There a, lis a man who lived in Casa County, gist, many years ago, who had more been in the iState Legislatcre, atm( Ile% er ne ;Fleeted at OppOrillflit) to rbipbaSlZe thl! tact. He was it porfoct infidel as ;n new discoveries and new sciences, being (Per fectly satistlod that if the world should turn over all the Water a ou k l hplll ~u t QC his u,11; arell only giving in to Mean, ( l en by slow •elegrees )tut all the vials of his contempt were poured out upon glue idea , 41 a telegraph, and he was wont 'to say that nobody need try to come 'the green' over him in that Way, for he hud been in the Legislature. Pinta ly, the State road was built, and NEW d a y workmen began to put up telegraph posts right in front of his hotot, and to stretch the wire nix exultant »eigh- Dorl4 thought they had him on that oc casion, and asked: 'Well, old fellow I what do you think of telegraphs now?' Ho was rornered, but died. game Drawing himself up an inch tailor, ho said : `Gentlemen, when I veal' in the Legis lature I gave this subjeet, my very at tentive consideration And I sold then, as I say now, that It may do for lettery and small bundler, but it never will take a cotton bale, never MATRIMONIAL. MLITAXX EXTI44O/I -DINART.—An cstraordinai,;y matrimo nial contretemps binspired in William son Co. on Christmas night. • A double marriage occurred In the same house, and the wedding festivities were celebra ted in the eld..style, and in that joyful way naturally prompted by Christmas and the blissful event which made double couple happy. About midnight both brides retired to rest, and In a half an hour thereafter the nowly-mado hus bands followed. 13y omo etrange take, each gentleman found his way to the wrong room. Tho mistake was not dist:Over/4 until daylight, when one of the ladles shrieked her surprise after a vigorous fashion. A general hubbub was the result, and at last accounts the brides were disconsolate, on icoOunt of the scandal created. All sorts o schemes of reparation were proposed, but it appears that no tangible plea for undoing the double mistake was arrived at. Thu above episode actually trans mandril. .lour 4.,..n,4 WarraIMITY.INLMZOAIk.- ~✓4 1• Ex-Governor Wipe's Property R el . toyed to , Him. The prripertrof Az-Governor 'Wi en , in Princess Amid' (Jaunty; Virginia, which hu been in thepossatelon of th e Government, and oiscupied by squattin g nerve!. for several years, has at lengti t beep restored to its owner ) but in a wretchedly dilapidated condition, The restoration is made under the order from the Bureau of Befligees, Freedmen and Abandoned Lands, bearing:date October 9, 1866, from which we make tho fol. lowing extract: "It appearing that certain parcels of abandoned lards are yet borne upon the returns of this Bureau in some of the states, and unconditional andnesty and pardon for participation in the rebellion having been declared by the President of the United htlestes, it is directed that all lands and tenements held by this Bu reau as abandoned, be restored to the owner thereof, except in camel wherethe Governnient has acquired the title by due process of law." Governor Wise will have to got the negroea off 11/11, t be can—the Govern ment will not a ssist him. PRIVATIC FRAINCIL—In the morning the mind is calm; the temptations of the day have not beset you; the dutien•of the day havy not Mied your mind and begun to vex you. Before you go t o the duties of the day, to Its care, anxie ties and temptations, begin the day with prayer. Temptations you certainly will 164.141 t ; trials of virtue. and patience will overtake you; end many times before night you will need the aid of yoth Father to shield yea lin to Him, and ask His counsel to guide you, His power to uphold you, Ilis spirit to sanctify you. Then, will you hare done what is equivalent to half the duties of the day, when you have thus followed Ile care and assistance And when the evening comes, when you have dour: with the duties of the day, the body n wearied, tho mind is Jaded, when the world Is shut nut by the shades of night, when you conic to )oak back and review the day, when you see how ninny deft cioncies have marked it, how runny im perfections still cluster ansund you; how many sins stare you in the face, how ht. do you have done for yourself or for others, or for God, the day passed, theft is tho hour of prayer. It Will be swat to feel that you have One to whom you can go, and who will hear you, if you are ywnitent, and ask in the name of JR- Christ • (In,, who will accept your evening sacrifice, and give you strength for the morrow, and gird you with Bt. righteousness. This ihour, if rightly ire. proved, will be like the cheering (mint mince ofa most beloved friend 'halo Care that nothing comes betwen you and these hours devoted to God. A S'IN,01:1. kit ST ITEllitNT.—The NOW York min publihe;4 lb. letter from 4 person I , lg))ing 11 inntelf A two,' Haw-, lam of liartforti, Ottmeettent, hut 110% of St. Allltto, Vermont, tit wltn h he mustity. They are in the clergyman who i k well known, erou )oki ran give these partienlan in lour paper. Mrs. Sigourney . ,, set spited in the late am., and returned home a it is now in it t'loWl to OW , Stall' 101 CAI anti reApeeteil try. )111 alto know him, and it is rumor/411m -ire will reeeii e u lucrative app4iiantell' tinder the administration of tiLiitent! I rant. These are tinell4 nmi al/ hi` , r pretty adl known in your city, it row Ii toterext to many of your rrycalerx. Dxtgsk —Young man, did yon stop to think how terriblo that asu! rounds' Did you over think too misery mid woe you brought-olio)) your friends, a lien you degraded your now hood by getting drunk' Oh, it 14 fearful thing to trample under foot the high elahns that tied and man have 'upon you Drunk I 'LOW it ring, in the ear of a losing wife I thlw it mak, the heart of a fond mother bleed ! How it crushes out the hopes of a doting fa ther, and brings reproach end rharoe up9p loving hinters. Druid. I See hop as fio leant+ against somo friendly house ne Aso& ready to lull in the open jaws of hell, uavonsideux as to his approach ing fute. The wife, with tearful eyes and aching heart, site at the window to hear him- husband's footateps,but alas, they , eomo not I Ho is drunk! The husband, the parent, is drunk, spending his time etudi munt when he should be at hone, enjoying the pleasures Had .comforts of the family circle. Drunk lie is spending the means of support for liquor, what! his family is starving for bread, his children suffering for cloth ing. Drunk 1 His reputation is going, gonel Ills friends, ono by one, aro re luctantly leaving him to his miser:olo Gate. Ile goes down to his grave nue. honored and unsung.' Drunk 1--B.r. Cyr r roLicimeN.—We are • proud of our tall and handisotne policemen, but an not the commissioners rather too exaetivegias te• hight, with candidates . otherwise well qualified for police vice? It is said that an applicant who was rejected at night was so nearly td the requisite height that his physie.ian dvieed him totgolomiii, get up early in the morning, take a warm bath, and apply again as a m u m is a little taller in the mornmg, and just after taking a Farm' bath, than at other times, 'The applicant followed the doctor's advice, anal succeeded in getting appointed. — N. Y. Mail. 0
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