The Democratic Watchman.
BELLEFONTE, PA
For the Watchman.
Audtaverunt me Proms!
Ii C')'
.•- . • .
Lour! through the da rk mast v oik Error
Guide me by Thy Light • •
'Mid the promptinge orSin's dark'ning terror
Lead my soul aright.
In the Valley of Life there are flowers,
Fair unto the eight;
But their fruit bewail' EVII . I , dark power.
Like to the Nightshade's blight.
As the Flower of Truth they retemble,
Teach me that wherefl ,
I shall know that the hurt which ditsemble
Are not of Trotll'e pure dye
Then-hmt written, that In the Beginning
EM=2===M
That Thy Light, in the bowers of Sinning,
Was comprehended not
Vouchsafe Thy Light to Illumine
The darkness of my. Soul !
For, without It, d may not determine
Whern is wty Spit it, goal
Por tho Watchman.
THE SOOS-LIEUTENANT
'Dr w .7 TIIOMPSO4
CHAPTER I
But frn:the•thought or Leila !lain.
liten roe the plietpuire with the pain
And I would live and lore swan."
Of all the inland cities of France,
Rouen is, perhaps., the most interesting
—not alonetrom its historic associations,
hut from its natural surroundifigs and
works of art. Chief among the litter
is its grand old cathedral, and the eccle
siastical edifices belonging to the van-
ous religious orders. '
It was in the summer of IMO, while
visiting one of those old monasteries and
exploring 'the wonders of this celebrated
initiator of Rouen that I became ac
quainted with a sous-lieutenant ,of ar
tillery belonging to the garrison of the
city. llismame was Ambrose de 'mitt
lette, and 'hia genial disposition gave no
manifestation of the steady hatred which
he was capable of , herudimg toward - one
from whom he had received a heavy
wrong. Time alone, and an accidental
occurrence, unfolded this trait of his
character,.
During my three months' acquain
tance with him, I had learned much of
his personal history—as he sons natur
ally communicative—too much so, as I
thought ♦nd during our various ex
cursions to the places of interest in the
vicinity of - Eotion, I learned much of
hi• pat life. lie was then about thirty
years of litre—and it was a surprise to
me that he had not risen above the
rank of sous-lieutenant One day,
while conversing upon various topic*,
causally mode the remark •
" It is strange that the Mjnnter of
War has not been' to your plotnotion,
when so mary others, not as competent,
have risen abov e vou
I . TVS,
' replied he. " it mai( appear
..trringe to ark• ~ne not acquavoted With
the-ouise. Eut—
And at this' laiit word he kopped
.hurt, Ili if lan willing to proud fur
ther At length looking fiteadra.tly at
me, lie continued
'. But the rea.on of a t. tilt.. Fern
years ago, slab.. in garrison at.Pari., I
became engaged to the daughter of a
Notary Public. She was beautiful and
would have married me, but the Major
of the Battaliiiir. loved her also —or, ut
least, he wil.h•.d to possess her With
this view he spread false reports con
cernin7, me. I MIIIS too proud to neve°
them —ei ell to contradict them I
eh, se rsther to let my life and actions
helm them Juliette became estranged.
She took for truth that which sho saw I
did not strive to dispute. She beciasie
the prize of the Iliajor—and, in return
for thi.t 'confidence which she had re
posed in him, he ruined her. Before I
knew of this, Use Battalion was ordered
to Algiers—and he /eft as major in com
mand of it A few weeks after, I was
sent on detached sermice, first to Brest,
and subsequently to Rouen Here I
have been quartered over since Four
months after the Battellion went to Al
giers, I heard the story of the Major's
Fred : . Juliette had sought out my
whereabouts, and I beheld her once
more But her beautg was gone—l
hardly recognized her: Disease and
nientabairrow hod done their work on
her frail constitution. She died a few
weeks after, and asked are, with her
last breath, to forget the past. I forgave
her and she forgave me—that is, the ill
advised determination of not.disproving
the major's -slanders. At the sight of
her, and the uound of her voice, all my
old hive for her returned. Set she war
■.it for this world—her course wan run.
Had she lived, I sometimes think it
niigbt have been well for both of us.
But it was not to be thus. Still, the
re
merulsrne co of her is sacred to me- I
have since seen many perhaps more
lovely, but I feel that I could never be
satisfied with any one else. however
good or beautiful. She was, and is, the
only ono whom I could ever love. I
am contest Co live cm alone. The fault
was not all hers bat partly mine. I
should have condescended, for the sake
of her, to refute the charge which mal
ice fabricated and brought against ice.
It is a long time since then—but the
I:membrane° of her love is never dying.
It will continue unto the end.
he was too credulous. But enough of
this. She died. Let us come into
the cathedral—that is her monument
by the door. You and - I
have often
seen it. I published the Major, and for
this I forfeited my promotion for two
yenra , --'-f was adjudged guilty of military
insubordination. My promotion will
come next month. But I have sworn
to meet him, if I can seek him out—
though I have since heard that he died
in Algiers. Let us come into ,the
church."
We were near the cathedral, and we
both entered. There was the monu
ment by thit door—a plain one—with
the name and age of Juliette Latose
graven upon it. The sous-lieutenant
wept sortie tears—and I gazed on in si
lence. In a few minutes the services
were to commence, and so we depart
ed.
CHAPTER II
Tin !aid he gripe to In a bride
More true than her who left his side
Contrary to his expectations, the
lieutenant's promotion arrived two days
after our last visit to the cathedral He
was now a captain. I , congratulated
him on his good fortune, and wo ar
ranged, that, as I Wag to leave for Lon
don in a week, the remainder of my so -
Jon rn should ho devoted to ox cureiong
to the various interesting localities
round about It was determined that
the next day would be occupied in
pilgrimage to the castle of Montmo
rency, four miles from Rouen ; end with
this resolution we parted to rpoke prep
arations for the morrow
About nine o'clock next morning, as
1 was packing up some necessary arti•
ties for tl - e contemplatid excursion, the
captain rushed into my room, in a state
of much excitement, exclaiming, its his
eyes flmhed fire:
" I have found him ! He is in tile
city I "
" Who do you mean ? " I asked, not
comprehending him.
" Why, the seducer M, jor Jacques
Fournier I hatve seen him "
" What are you going to do " I
asked.
"Do I Do I I shall challemze him ,
You shall see how I square my ne-
MEM
Saying this. he rushed from the room
before I had time to speak,
I learned, subsequently, that the Ma
jor, no v a colonel of artillery, had that
morning arrived io Rouen, with a de
tachment of his command, on its way to
Marseilles Captain Lavetette, recog
nixing hum in the street, anon after, ap
proactsed him, and charging, him with
his baseness and perfidy to Juliette La
rese,apat en how face The latter reta
liated by throwing his glove in a-he face
of the Captain, and challenging him to a
hostae meeting with swords. The
halkeige wa,i glad') accepted by the
Cuptaan—who, hi w 1.% or, was not then
aware of ,Fourniers prestsge with the
•aord
Two boors utter, Captain Lavatette
reversed. Taking me by the ~hand, he
•abd
"It is all arranged. We are to light
this day week Fournier say■ it shall
be witii swords I am riot much lie
qUllllllx2.ll with the new passes and
guard,--hut I am to take lessons froni
Monsaeur Laroche You rrrust- , emne
with nie this evening." I consented,
and eight o'clock found us in the study
of the fencing-master.
The room presented a strange appear.
ranee. The walls were Hang with foils
and blades of all descriptions. Short
swords, broad-swords, soil that terrible
weapon, the small sword, were well
represented on these walls.
"Good evening, Monsieur," said the
Captain, " I shall now place myself un
der your instructions "
" Well," replied the fencing-trinst?r,
Colonel Fournier uses a large Toledo
blade. Ile has already fought several
duels a ith it —and at Paris, last month,
he killed Ills antisponlit Let rile see "
Saying this, the .fencing-msurter took
from the iv all is short, thin weapon,
and, balancing it upon his fingers, re
marked:
"Thu is the one for you. Practice
with it for this cine . week, and you need
not be troubled about meeting Colonel
Fournier_
What] Meet hies with that spit I
I might as well use my hands." And
the Captain eyed the blade with the
roost unmistakable sneer I have ever
witnessed.
" This spit...as you are pl, ased to call
it," answered the fencing-master, "is
the true Seville blade \ With this, and
following the lessons l shall give you,
it will be a sure thing in your favor
when you meet Colonel Fournier. Oh
sery3l is qualities."
With this observation, Mons..Laroche
proceeded to illustrate his argument.
Whirling it round his head he brought
the sword down on a large nail in the
wall, and severed it in ttvo. Then he
brought it fat on the iron railing of the
stairs. Next he took its point and bent
it until it met and passed through the
hilt.
" I trust you are satisfied now," said
he, when he had finished.
" Yea," replied the Captain, "I think
will do."
" Well, then," returned the fencing
master," the guard you will have to ob-
=ECM
servo is this." And with Mit observe.•
tion, Mons. Laroche itsiumed what is
known as tho " hanging guard,"—a fa
fvortto position with Scottish gentlemen
of the sword during the last century,
but not such in use now.
"This position you Must
,observo at
all hazards—it will be your only safety,
against such a swordsman as the Colonel
Wh-n he raises his sword to pass for
your left urns give him la risposle—the
thrust which I shall now teach you. I
will drop my handkerchief when the
proper momert arrives in which to glee
it. Until then observe the " hanging
guard." lie will then make an attempt
to pass under this guard, by depressing
the point of his weapon. ilere , will be
your advantage. With your left hand
thrown forward you can seize the back
of his sword—then you ears recover your
self and give la rispole.
I saw nothing more of the Captain
for the rehminder of the week, except
the evening. He was busied with the
fencing-master.
ht length the day arrived on which
the duel was. to take place The Captiin
came to me on the evening previous to
the meeting, and asked mo if I would
not be present. I told lim I would,
and we parted.
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Her mplrlt painted well the steel
Whitt)) taught Ale felon heart to feel
Eight °clock the next morning found
us at the place appointed for the inter.
view. It was a dense wood, about four
miles from Rouen. A space, compa
ratively clear, was chosen by the sec
onds, and all
, necessary preparations
having been completed, the principals
took their places. Tilt Colonel stripped
to his waist, discovering a chest and
shoulders billowy with muscle, and a
skin white as alabaster. Captain La.
yelette also divested himsell of every
thing except hi* military trowsers and
hoots. His skin, unlike that of the
Colonel, was extremely dark, with n
faint bluish tinge—but this might have
been the effect either of chilliness or
fear.
The swords having been placed hilt
to hilt on the grass, both principals
advanced, and, bowing coldly to each
other, lifted the weapons, and assumed
their respective guard*,
There was murder in Col. FotCrnier's
eves; and as he looked at the small,
thin weapon or his untagoni , t, a con
temptuons smile wreathed his face. It
was evident he felt sure of his game
As I looked at theta both, I had my
fears for the Captain_ So had the fen
cing master, Idonaiear Laroche, who
remarked to me:
"" lie could Night a piece of artillery
better than lie can handle a nw•ord."
Just before the principals took their
places, Monsieur Laroche said to the
Captain:
"Remember 1 When I dron my
handkerchief—la riposte. Not until
then "
The moment Captain itavalet:c na
slimed the hanging guard, tile Colonel's
contemptuous arfille gave way to a look
of surprise. He was evidently dincon•
reried. But he quickly recciiereil hitn
self, and made a pas. at his aniagJnist.
And now I could tree the wisdom of
the fencing-mutter's advice. The pans
made by the Colonel was received on
the right side of the Captain's sword,
which rendered it unnecessary for the
latter to change his position in tie act
of warding off. .Colonel Fournier per
ceived the advantage which this poim
lion gave to his antagonist, and he at
tempted to break it Ly several sciertilic
manoeuvres and finely-executi d feints ,
hot all to no purpose.
The Colonel now tried to turn the
Captain's guard by executing a feint at
the latter's breast., but the real thrust,
of which this fetid was but the avant
courier, proved a signal failure.
The eyes of the two seconds, arid of
M. Laroche, were now upon him, and
Colonel Fournier's face reddenedr lius
reputation was at stake. lie now_ at
tempted to close with his adversary,
and decide the business by a coup de,
main. The fencing master perceived
this, and gave his pupil a look of
warning.
It Caine. The Colonel, suddenly
abandoning his guard, and apparently
determining to trust to mail), lorce ra
ther than to the rules of frrvring, made
a tremendous stroke at the head of his
N
antagonist. But it came too lute.
As he had been instructed, the Captain
received the stroke slating on his left
arm—at the same monient drawing his
own sword across the Oolonerti breast,
laying it open for seven or eight inches.
The Captain's arm was but sightly
wounded.
Maddened with rage, and with the
blood flowing profusely from hie breast ,
Colonel Lavelette, again had recourse
to the established rules of attack and
defense. These latter were, however,
of little avail against the peculiar train.
ing which the Captain had received
from M. Laroche. It was in vain that
Fournier tried every pass and guard
whicti be thought would induce his
antagonist to 'adopts new mode of
defense. It was of no hse. - The
Captain adhered strictly to the instruc•
tions given him by his preceptor.
Seizing a favourable opportunity,
the Colonel attempted to pass his
sword under Captain Lavaletto's righ
wrist. Seeing this, the latter fell back
about a foot, and seemed as thomrh ho
were going to change his gnarl, in
order to defeat the Colonel's design.
M. Laroche noticed this, and at once
observed:
"There l Reel If he loses his
guard, he is lost. If I could only tell
him so l"
But lie was mistaken. The Captain
moved backward, but still Retained his
guard. Colonel Fonrnier Vas evidently
disappointed at this, and now, changing
his position once more,Te made a pass
with the intention of disabling the
Captain's lett arm. Bringing his sward
intp time required position, he slightly
advanced his body, and directed his
stroke nt the Captain's left shoulder.
The latter received the blow on the
sword, and without injury.
Just at this moment, M. Laroche
dropped his handkerchief. The Colo
nel uttered a loud cry. La risposte
had been given.
Captain Lavatette had parried tho
stroke, and passed his sword throtigth
the Colonel's body.
The latter, instinctively feeling that
his wound was mortal, at the gains in
stant shortened 1119 weapon by selling
it in the middle, niaikng a plunge at the
breast of his adversary. C.iptain
fell bark a few paces, leaving his own
weapon in the Colonel's breast.
Colonel Fonbnier fell forward to the
ground, driving his antagonist's sword
still further into his body. With a
look of intense hate toward the Cap
tain, he turned over On his right side,
and the debt of vengeance was can
celled between the Colonel of Artillery
and Juliette's avenger.
ANSWER TO "FARE THE WELL."
The following poem, which is a true copy of
• l.any Byron'. answer" to Lord li)ron's
Farewell to his Wife," hen been e.xlmined
from oblivion by the adherent. , of the lady
It ban never been published on thin aide of the
Atlantic, therefore as a curiosity it in now
produced
Yen I farewell—farewell forever
Thou thyself hn•t Bled our doom,
Bute hope n &meet bioemorn wither,
Ne Pr again for me to bloom
Unforgiving thou beet celled me,
Bidet thou evi r say Forgive'
For the wretch shone wile, beguiled thee
Thou alone didet seem to live
Short the apace which time had given
To complete thy 10ve . % deoay, ,
By unhallowed paeeion driven,
Moon thy henri axe taught to 'Wray,
Lived for me that feeling tender
Which thy verve no Men can allow,
From tiny army why Bidet thou wander
My endearments win; (Dreg,'
01 too hite thy hretto.l wet, hared
UI too 140.11 to nie 't watt ellown
That thy Iro,r ; out bat ett.tied,
And already It 11 10411
Wrapt In dreamt+ f,r r v [Jutting,
On thy breast my II:ad 'lath lain
In thy love and tru tt eunfiding—
Bliss I ne'er can know again
That dark hour r , .11scorer
In thy POW the httleohn stain,'
Would these ey, i. h.. 1 Mo.+ ht forever
Neer to weep thy crime again ?
But the itnp.oiaqer,ll i, bloom I
Froth thy recite 1., I,l,,ltett
Ye.. I yet would li ^, u t Byron!
For the hake :'‘e to,rne f ir thee
In whose lovely !ertt,re , t, tell me,
All my weakness 1,-re confen•
Whilst the struggling tears permit me
All the feature, I tense--
11e whose Mingo neser tires me,
He whose it rage .-till I nriyo,
Who, the I,lttere.i feeling gl ee s me ,
litfll to love where I despise
With regret, and sorrow rather,
When our first ei•iii•lita flour
I will teach her to say her
But his guilt mho ne'er shall know,
W fillet to-morrow anal to-morrow,
Waken nie from a widowed bed,
On another's want toy sorrow
Wilt thou foci. no tear wilt shod.
In the world's approval nought not
When 1 tore myself Iron thee,
Of Ito prate.. or blame I thought not—
What'a It. prize or blame to on. ,
lie eo prize.!—an l o ved —.ad or ed
From hie heart my Image drove
On my head eontelopt boa poured,
And preferred a wanton'n lose
Thou art proud, putt 'nark ate, Byron,
I've i t heart proud ILA Or itio 01/11
, Bofl to love, hilt intr.l lot iron
When conletwin Iv on lin throne,
lint, farewell! I'll not upbraid then,
Never, never whin thee
Wretched though tin a throw hate fuel(' Me
if thou van+t, he happy vtill
Frightful Disaster at Granville, Ohio
Tai u4J out the to 'es from the Bums
e ! f the ,Isylti,n.
t »mt. Oct. 30.—The ter
able catastrophe which has just occur
red here has thrown a deep gloom over
our town. The lunatic asy um was
quite a large building The fire; it is
said, originated in the culinary depart.
meat, and by reason of the very dry
and old materuti comprising the strucb
tire the flame. covered it with fearful
rapidity. During the exedement atten
dant upoll . the disco% ery of the flumes,
all seemed to have forgotten that in
one of the upper monies ten demented
person were confined. These persona
wire imMared in a rOOlll that was
strongly harm stied, since their parox
ysms or rage, which held almost eon
slant control over them, rendered such
a confinement neces4ary to the safety
of the other inmates of the establish.
meet. Their shrieks were appalling
as the flames hemmed them M. Des
perate effotta were made to save them,
but the flames remorselessly checked
all advances of those who would have
rescued them. The building is now a
pile of hot and steaming ruins. Pre
parations are making to rescue the um
fortunate persons who lie beneath the
debris. The scene is surrounded with
a dense throng of people, and the feel.
ng of grief is intense.
A Domeetlo Comedy
THE nArraltre 011 . 8CRIBBLINWPOETRY ON
If RATPING PAPER
The Chicago Tribune tulle this story :
"A well-knAvn dry goods establish- .
ment on State street was the scone of an
extremely comical incident a day or two
since. It appears that ono of tho sales
men quite recently wedded the idol of
his heart, and consequently his mind is
greatly absorbed in the contemplation
of his happiness. Like another Orlando
he loves his Rosanne so well that the
secret of his passion will not aide with
him, and ho must e'en confide it to-his
surroundings. Ilut instead of carving
the poetical effusions of his love-sick
heart on the trees of the forest, he has
been wont to impart them to little scraps
of paper, on which, during his leisure
moments, ho would pencil such tender
things as--
"'Two pouln with bul n mingle thought
Two heartet that bent an one ,'
"Or t (Jell passionate things as—
"'To thee I've breathed my hosom'or vow
I've poured Re fondent sigh
l't o worn by thine own lovely brow
To live, or for thee die'
"Or such loving things tu;—
"'The treasures of the deep are not an precious
As are the coneeal'il comfort, of a man
Locked up In wonian's love"
"Scraps of paper thus scribbled upon
always covered the counter and shelves
in the vicinity where our ardent bone
diet measured silks and tine linen, and
were the source of no little amusement
to the rest of the store employees.
"On Saturday afternoon lasi,. while
the establishment was crowded with cus
tomers, and everybody was so busy that
Orlando did not find sufficient time oven
to indite a single line to his most adorod,
an excited individual, with his cravat
askew, his hair dishevelled, and a de
sire for blood visible in each line of his
countenance, rushed into the place and
struck nn attitude of defiance in the
middle of the floor. • In his uplifted
right hand ho held a fragment of brown
wrapoing paper, and after cutting a
pigeon wing or two, he rushed frantical
ly toward our poetic acquaintance, and
thrust the paper in his face with the re
mark, 'Did, you write that?' The
voung salesman glanced at the ominous
paper, and, with a faint end sickly
smile, acknowledged that it was hi.
BMW/line
"'Well, sir, read it , I wont your
employees to know what sort of A man
they have yet in their store Read It
I say. '
"Everybody in the establi4hment hnd
now congregated about the two men,
and the young man, as bidden, read
•''Come In the evening or come in the morn
m, Comewen you're looked for or come .1111
Out warning ,
Rhoms and welcome shall Inthere before ) rot
- Awn he nnet,er you come here, the more I'll
adore )ou '
'There sir,' continued the excited
intruder , 'how dare you gi ve such stud
to my wife—my wife whom I adore 7
You wretch l' and with that he reached
for the hair of the poet His intention
was interfered with, however, and as
soon an the young ge•ntleinun had con
quered his confusion he went into an
explanation, which in the end proved
satatiebiry It appears that the Min
!ion. intended to convey the feelings he
entertained for his own wife, had Heel
dently been wrapped up %soh the i roan
pattern of the irate husband's wife, and
on open ng the package at the house it
dropped on the floor
"The contents weregreedilv devoured
by the somewhat jealous husband, and
the Ole wits taken to task She of
course denied all knowledge of the mat
ter, and his wrath then turned upon the
perpetrator. It is perhaps needless to
say that poetic scribbling is henceforth
tabooed in that establishment
A Murderer and Bigamist Arrested
after Thirty Year's Concealment.
The Dubuque Tone.' has the followitig
For the last fifteen r r twenty ears there
has lived, about a dozen of nines south
of this city, a farmer mimed t'ostello,
who, in his riven cuonitimit3 , and among
those with whom he was acquainted, has
enjoyed the reputation e of t»•ing an up
right, honorable. and filir-dealing man
Matters prospered well on his farm , ho
WII. all atter/01.11 to 1119 giro] w,ti,
eonoidered a gaud husband and father
Costello was born in Ireland, and
lived there until manhood lie had set
tled down, and rejoiced in the possession
of as wife and several clildrr•n But an
unlucky day came, when, in a dispute,
which we will hope wan canted by tem
per or liquor. and not in cold blood, he
struck the blow which made him n
frn
tricide--a brother murderer, an outlaw,
and n fugitive from Jllqleo 1 4 :waning
the officers of the law, he fled the coun
try, embarked on an emigrant .hip, and
came to A meriot
A fter tunny years of rambling through
this cou n try, he camo to Dubuque, where,
by indastry and economy, ho succeeded
in securing a good farm. Meantime,
his wife and children still remained in
the old country, entirely ignorant of his
whereabouts lie could not write to
have them come out to America, for
that would only lead to his discovory,
bring him sur Iv to the gallows.
So he adds another, the crimp of bigamy
to that of fratricide, by taking a wife,
and, unhappily. has brought others into
the world to share his shame.
But his terrible secret has at last crept
out. Last week his nephew, the son of
the Murdered brother, arrived liero,and,
after securing the necessary legal papers,
prc.ceodod to the term of Costello end
had him arrested for the murder commit
ted thirty years ago, Ho is now on the
way to Ireland to be tried, and if no
eireviiistances can be adduced to j stify
the fratricide, to suffer for It to the full
extent.
--Eve selected a proper apple, and
asked Adam to join her in eating it.
She was the wife of his bosom—the joy
of his heart—the apple of his eyo--his
darling _little honey bug; pure as a flake
of deseending snow, and as•beautifui as
an angel's dream. How could he refuse
her anything 7 He could'ut and he
didn't ; and I for ono never blamed him
since I fell in love with a red-headed
girl at school.
All Sorts of Paragraphs
—Why is a musical instrument like
the sea . / Because it is often sounded.
• —Tho most important part of every
mans education is that, which he gives
to himself.
—The reason why a piano was not
saved at a Ore was because none of the
firemen could play on it.
—Governor ClOlin, of Massachusetts,
is said to have lost $60,000 lately by the
failure of a St. Louis flan.
—Bridal breakfast parties, two days
before the wedding, to show off the pres
ents,roire a late invention.
—A Now York auctioneer announces
for sale "oil pnititings by some of the
ancient masters of the day."
—Five men lost their lives by the
giving way of a bridge now building
across the Ohio River nt Louisville, Ky.
—Mr. Simms says If it wiiQn't for the
hole in the hoop you couldn't put it on
the barrel, and the barrel would burst.
—What's the difference between wa.
ter and whisky ? Men slip on the former
when it's frozen, and on the latter when
it isn't.
—Mrs. Julia White, an old lady of
103, died at Chatstown, Mnss , the
other day. Sundny previous she. atten
ded church.
—Austril lines dead-bent traveling en
the strength of hie relationship to M b .
seq. Ills name is Lewis Gritnt, and he
professes to be ee'rt •in ha is at least a
nephew.
—lf you would flnr a great molly
faults, be on the look-out If you woard
find them in still greater abundance, ho
on the look-in.
—A little boy nut West was a'ked if
he knew where liars went,and arwwered
yes—they went to New York to write
for the papers
—What is the difference between the
labors of a farmer and st
One gather what he sows,- the other
sews what she Father!.
--A fashionable woman the other day
undertook to make a sixty dollar bonnet
for herself, and did it at a coat of two
dollars and fifty cents.
—Whisky and cards were the ratite
of the late disaster On the Misqis.ippi,by
which over 2(X) people were , ont to their
long home "Ponder it well "
—.Jones—"four Lucinda took that
circumstance very much to heart" Nih
bles—.. Did s he indeed CM! ,cart
I wish I was that circumstance "
—An unknown man has been found
hanging by the neck in the briedi near
Hudson, Wisconsin. The flesh had all
disappeared, and no one claims the lasti
----There is a nines rising about the
pedigree of Dexter, the latest chum be
ing that he is a Ham bletonian eon,
looking' for an article tdi his "True
by Harriet
—While a clerk in the Boston po-t
office was •turnping a letter last %PA. it
exploded, injuring his arm sever. I\
The letter contained a quantity of per
e11.2.1,.11 (11114.
—A wniter•girl at Keokuk, lown,will
have her name Pent down to posterity, in
a halo of glory, Szc She homed the
head of a colored Radical v, ho tried to
reconstruct her
—Dirty-work LogAn is down en
Grant's appointee for Secretor% of Wier
the only that; that tio ' lk, u.
think the new Secretary luny , otll-
pH naively honest
--Some person has presented Ida
with a $5O, traveling trunk She had
nil more use for it than the I ro , lmthn who
was asked to buy a trunk "Flint, nail
go naked said he
—At Stoughton, 'Wisconsin, n hand
was waiting to reseivu Governor Fair
child, but they tondo a mistake and r—
corted an agent for a Milwaukee ‘kl.l-•
14y-house to this hotel.
—An idod named Adam Bioko' hi
taken rooms at Washington for the win
ter, to write the "Life of Grant
would have done it lii•t kuminer, hut
couldn't head him off anywhere
—An invalid disturbed all the Irwin ,
or his boarding house recentl% by imita
ting, a dog When asked %shy
he told he had been ordeNal In ho pht•
swum to use Port wine and bark
—An old farme't report.. a %Pr\ fair
growth of corn in his .rction
Ile States that,in July It wits S” dark by
tween the rols.that he was obln:.“1
carry a lantern to see to plow it out
—Ttic Cbinittitritt ettizitizmt t, work on
the Co'unell It R1'111.11,1 btid "ill
be valuable hand., it i.soppo. , l Th. rii
will be only one (Inn Iri-lom n
will hare to be furni.bed to do the. lot•
rig
—A Cleveland paper has madea el
iv Primly of all ritizens Mil wooto , Ity
the following; : "Milwaukee, howl;
built IL hall that is too lure, for the pl:tt t.
is now trying to raise $20,004) to make
it Pmaller."
—A collection of twenty-five rue,
very well made, has just been placed in
the Louvre. They were ft , und in the
Subterranean vaults of Then..., and wen.
mule more than three, thousand you's
ago, showing that the modern invention
is only a re-inventiim.
—Holiness is the beauty of God im
pressed upon the soul. and ,tho impres.
sion is everlasting. Other beauty el hut
faded Hower; time will plough up
deep furrows upon the fairest face, but
this will be fresh to eternity
—A single English colony has lately
bought 80,000 acres of lanH in Kateuts.
The tract is to bo divided among no few
er than 1.200 familieA, conmittliAtt' or
well-to-do farmers and artisans. Ger
man and Swedish colonists have also
purchased largely.
--A gentleman doing business in Nev. ,
Fork city, but who resides In New Jer
sey, has commenced a suit against the
Long Island Railroad for Immo dam
ages on account of theinjuries he receiv
ed in the accident on that road
April, the worst of which was the lose
of his eye-sight.
—Mrs. Elisabeth Keckloy, the color
ed dress-maker, who published a sketch
of Mrs. Abraham Lincoln in book form,
has commenced legal proceedings agnin4
the publisher who induced her to com
mit her recollections to him, on the al
legation, that, promising hor one-half
the profits, he has failed to pay hor a
cent.