2 Written for the Radical. THE 01L«D1GGEB> .' . j ---g- - Once on a time one Johnny Gault Bored down a hole In search of. salt) He rigged itis puppand worked away, Pumping water and day I From pro Adamic chattel. Salt Valer |Ul That flowed fromjont thlswundane ball, For gas in volumesbnbbledthere, A species of bydibgej*nu«; Jr-. And with it oil of fabled^worth" Gushed from the bowels of the earth; Which was King Core-all for a time. Of formula, occult, sublime. One Samuel Kler, a fortune made By making it a stock in trade. Some called it oil of rock, and. some More wlsecalled it petroleum. Some called it carbon oil, as though From carbon any oil could flow; And some, with superstitious dread. Called it the oleum of the dead. ' But little then the people thought. Who many a phial sold and bought. To mb on every bruise or sprain. Or swallow down to ease their pain, That that same oil was bound to be A thing of such utility— As now we see it bought and sold. And ranked in stocks'with bonds android. They never dreamed, or thought at le&t, > t _ That many wise men from the Bast Would leave their homes and come so far, , Allured by fortune’s greasy star. But yeT they did—and ltto them Was dearer than the diadem * - That twinkled over Bethlehem. I Then oar oil-digger thought that be A wealthy nabob too most be. He senght and found a wizard true, Who could earth-holts and ban undo, Who, by some magic art; could eee Through granite rock and sand-stone free To where dame nature held her store; And mark the spot where one mast bore. If one would bore at all for oil Beneath the sacred virgin soil ’Twas thus he found a favored spot. And rigged a derrick on his lot. He scanned the work—this wily man— Fired np his engine and began. Down below, down below, Down where pearly waters flow, Down where never an eye hath been, Down through the rocks that lie between The soil and melted lava. Slow but surely the drill descends. Its progress on good engineering depends; By dint of exertion and patience like Job, Down deep in earth's bosom they enter the probe, Midst fears and vexation the work proceeds— Fear of a failure, which always leads To fear of bankruptcy, fear of downfall. Which certainly follows find nothing at all— Through all the Summer’s.heated rays. And through the Autumn’s mellow days, ’ Through snows of Winter and frosts of Spring, The drill works on withon endless swing. While the man that covets the greasy stuff, Says “are’nt we almost deep enough ?” He walks all day like a man in a dream. Thinking of naught but the wished for seam— That seam in the flinty white sand rock. Produced by some violent earthquake's shock. Which Nature thought best, in her way, to fill With gushing oil from fier ponderous still; With muscles braced and nerves drawn tant, Midst hope and fear he views the spot Where he may grow rich as a Czar of the East, Or a Lord, or even a Jew at least. And yet if he fail, as fall he may, I’d pity him much on his luckless day, EorJuvouid crush bis All eyes are astare, and the world stands agape, All ready to call the poor fellow an ape. Who after long drilling, with might and with mean. Finds nothing but water to give him the spleen, Be through his fears like a manic worker, ’Tii 1 h&system goes into St. Anthony’s Jerks, And bis adit down deep in the rock. With in his hair And on his haggard brow despair. He works away with might and main. As though he had a heaven to gain, Down in that rocky region. What strange weird sounds are beard below: ? They seem like sighs to come and go— 110 claps his ear down to the spot And hears—its like a seething pot That.some good wife has seCto boil; Hq cries “Is that the song of oil ? Or some foul fiend a mocking me ? No sure as I’m alive its gas’’— And then the half demented ass Jumps np and cries buy or sell!’’ Yet any one might plainly tell Without much posting, of the two The selling’s all that be conld do; Yet he does neither, so must wait And bide the stern decrees of fate. The drill has pierced the adamant, The hopeful borer loose ascant— The rock is bored, what can he more If it should only prove a bore. Oh horrid rite! Ob darksome night! Oh limb to tie the rope upon ! You’ve grown in vain and worse than vain If there’s no sight The weary wight Can find to fix his hope upon. Oh trusty blade why were you made. All polished bright and sharpened too. If there is not, beneath that spot, A treasure working to? Up comes the drill, the pump goes down. His dizzy brain iswuirling round. Up comes the oil, all Is not lost. He feels himself swell to a host; A gush of oil. oil that the name, And with that gush of oil, there came A mighty gush of joy. Talk of your giant coral reefs Made by a puny hand, ■Or of your Afrlc’s sunny foqpt With all its golden sand , Talk of your amber in the sea, Or pearls in caverns stowed, j Or of your costly diamonds found Jn Arizonian lodes. But coral reefs, nor golden sands, Nor amber griss, nor myrrh, I Nor heigbth nor depth, nor length nor breadth. Can such commotions stir Within bis bean of hearts, as oil, The greaay. bubbling, gashing oii. From the o ky zone set tree His fortunes made the people say. And if he boards his pelf. We’ll not gainsay It, if he should Enjoy Stall himself. iKDt'STBT, January, 1873. - i The Rev TiinmnsK. Beecher was enga ; ged to lecture In Geneseee, New York,but received a letter from; the lecture com mittee advising him not to come, because of a great small-pox panic in the village. To this committee Mr. Beecher wrote : “I am amazed that, in this Intelligent nineteenth century, there should be a small-pox panic. If any word ofintelli gent contempt from me can be of use to you, please pass the word around from me that cleanly and viccinated persons are In no more danger of small pox than they are of virtue without an effort.” THE FAMILY JEWELS. VKLSWLXTSD raOXTHZ OBB3US or SCBB^praO, Ipfie igTyqanrelurnedto the stared atthem in astonishment andstroVe to read the result of their hasty flight in their countenances. Max seeing bis in quiring glance said lightly,:. . ' 4 ‘We have come to the sage conclusion that there aremany things uot wotth the trouble, to investigate, and both agree that the maid’s grotto belongs to this cat egory ; so we have returned peaceably.'’: “Ah, Ib&t was very wisely concluded !” exclaimed the old gentleman bis Taos clearing. “Moreover. the dinner hour is n igh and we had better return to the house, that the ladies* solicitude for our absence may > not impair their appetites.*' When they reached the terrace they found the ladies pacing arm In arm. “!■ were.” ■- Valentine’s face flusbedsnghtlyas he: almostmurmured the last words- Sbe; returned smilingly: . ' • “If eternal peace does not dwell fni tWr nook, as it seems to you, stil lyou do .well to permit the boasted German sent!* ment tp blossom. for yon are among p£o pie who presume to understand it." “And yon speak rather ironically' of this sentiment" “Ironically ? oh no, Indeed 1 for we be lieve that we also possess the feeling, hnd esteem it just l as highly as you, only: we call it by another name." “What name?” “We call it soul," in a low voice. Was she a siren ? “/s it the same ? Would it not' be well to investigate this .matter—-could we hot do it? Would it hot be an excellent ex* pedieut for me to express my 'sentiments,' and you in turn illustrate your soul—we should then—" . “Ob such an interchange would not de fine anything—at most, only you and I would be enlightened," she* interrupted merrily. “And would not that suffice? It 1$ ne cessary for the rest of the world to kpow its significance? I assure yop / would forget the world in general in my task, if you—" Valentine interrupted bis passionate whisper by a- sudden movement, as she glanced hastily at her father who was coming toward them. _ Neither Max nor Gaston found any dif ficulty in executing their deelgnjafter dinner Gaston adroitly introduced the /subject of chess, and on Max’s intimating' that be was fond of the game was eagerly challenged by Mons. d’Avelon to try his skill. They repaired to the salon, where ja a servant brought a chess board, apd they began the game. Valentine retired to the window seat with a book; which she j carelessly held, for her eyes roved rest lessly through the room; resting- often est, she knew not wherefore, upon Miss | Ellin, who seemed peculiarly restless; she busied herself first with one task and then with another; from time tolinie ex changing significant glances who stood near the players. At las! she lowed her and after conversing!* lewmo-: merits they both went out and began to pace the already darkening terrace, while they seemed engaged in earnest conversa tion. Valentine had been strangely dis turbed by the sadden change in Gaston's behavior ; he had been courteousness it self to their guest since their return from theft walk, which contrasted strangely with his former insolence and hauteur. She watched him and Miss Ellen while they, oblivious of her scrutiny, paced up and down, evidently lost ip the most con fidential intercourse. What bad Ellen—or Gaston, in common to conceal from her ? Did Gaston mean to draw the German into a due! after all ? and was he confid ing bis plans to Ellen? True, the two had ever thoroughly understood each oth er—that they were bound by the same de signs, that Ellen desired nothing more than that Gaston should succeed iu his Cndeavors to win Valentine, after which she would have strong hopes of becoming the mistress of the Feme des Auges—all this Valentine knew too well! Her disgust was augmented when Gas ton at length returned to the saftm, and after watching the game fur a few mo ments said laughingly: “German strategy upon the chess-board is not qnite as effective as upon the cattle field. Yon will have to spend the night here, Herr Von Daveland, if you do not hasten and take revenge." “I don’t think I will have time to finish the game, it is already dark and I must leave," returned Max, leaning back in his chair. t “How ?” exclaimed d’Avelon. “Do you think I will leave you go until we have leisurely finished the game ? Not a bit of it! What if it is dark!? You can sleep as soundly here as in your quarters at Void!" “But not with such an easy conscience," said Mas smilingly. “I dare not stay away without acquainting my severe Captain of my intention ; such a defiance of our rules would likely gain a severe reprimand—perhaps even a court-mar tial.” “You exaggerate; send your man with a message to the Captain ; that will suf fice, for T declare you shall not depart from here until we have perfectly tested our respective abilities, by which time it will of course be too late for you to re turn to Void.” “If you really mean to detain me cap tive, then there is nothing left me to do but send a message to the Captain, which, if it will not appease him for my want ot discipline, will at least quiet his anxiety at my absecnce,” said Max with an air of ■ mock resignation as be rose. \ I' Miss Ellen, who had just rung for the lights, brought writing materials with an musical condescension. Valentine ob served this and thought she detected a iMiSIS* eXprewionlntheflUldED ’susuallymotUm less face. \t it a concerted schemebetweenEllen and Gaston to de* Uin thctjermap orer nlght. inorder to Aov - unpleasant suspicion ln Valentine’s thonghis ; sha glanc* edoheslUtiDßly at her father, bat feat urea betrayed naaght aaTe intenße lnter- he stodledattea tliwly while Max wrote. Then her glance rested on Gaston who seemed to exchange significant glances at MiaaEllen, both glancing furtively to -where the uncoD SDloaflGemanofflcerwaswtillDg.When -Max, had fiu tolled, and left , the room to dispatch the servant with the billet. Miss Ellen rose saying: _; : .V / *' ” •. “I will attend to have the little spare robin prepared for bur guest.” / . -‘‘The one beside the dining: room ? Why not the nicer: one up stairs,” ex* claimed Valentine hastily; "Because the one on the ground floor is more convenient should he'wish to de part without disturbing us. Besides the curtains are down up stairs and could not be put up this evening,” , " v Valentine: drew back and offered ho further objections. , . Mix found bis man singularly refract* dry when bo imparted bis wishes to bim; the honest fellow thought it extremely hazaidons for bis master to spend the night alone in a place which his own per* sonal observations had revealed to hint bad no good will or sympathy In common for their country; but Max, who was ea* ger to return to his game, silenced, bis garrulous expostulations, and Frederick left him, loth to obey, The evening passed quietly and with out incident. The first game ended in Mods. d’Avelon’s favor—be had check* mated Max and was only too sorry that Gaston was not there to witness his tri umph; that gentleman had excused him self and returned to Givres soon after Max had sent off his servant. While the gentlemen played the second game, Val entine seated herself at tbe piano, and by ber exqusite melodies drew tbe greater part of Max’s attention, of which Mons. d’Avelon adroitly took advantage. Max was passionately fond of music and Val entine was playing the sweetest German melodies—was it out of courtesy to their guest At all events, Max felt the similar ity of German sentiment and French soul while listening to tile entrancing music. Miss Ellen stood beside the piano, care lessly turning over some music; sudden ly, as if the melodies ceased to charm her, she turned and paced the darkened part of the room thoughtfully; then as suddenly took up a book and lighting an other lamp and seated herself in the far ■ tn/^tcQro p roflher<»<>«-' In the meantime Max* had loir ms knight and shortly after his queen; the little bronze clock on the. mantel struck eleven as Mons. dTAvelon exclaimed ‘mate’ the second time. Valentine rose from the piano and com ing forward cast a smiling glance o! thanks at Max; be did not know bow much the happiness of the master of the bouse, and the peace of the household in general, depended on his victories at chess. After' testing the vestige of the sparkling nectar brought in after the game, and a profound discussion over the relative merits of the two players, the young officer was permitted to retire. Mons. d’Avelon himself led him to the little chamber across the hall, and ahak ing his hand heartily bade him good night. > Max bolted his door, examined the shutters, which he found securely fasten ed, laid his sword and revolver upon the little table at the bed side and threw him self upon the comfortable couch. That morpheas evaded bis grasp was but natu ral, and he lay upon his downy bed not m6re easily than upon the crest of a storm tossed wave—at last he was enbosomed in a flood of surging meditations, not know ing where to anchor in safety. His brain was one mass of tormentingly conflicting thoughts. What Gaston de Ribeaupierre had told him is order to dispel the con victions that he had found his lost uncle in Mons. d’Avelon, liad made bnt little impression on his mind Be would ex amine the papers the Frenchman would give him. though he felt how utterly Gas ton must be mistaken ; Max knew that it was the of nature which had impell ed him to such a sadden friendship for Mons. d’Avelbn. Was it wise to-have confided itf de Ri beaupierre, of whose honor he knew noth ing? what was the use of reproaches now that it was too late? be most patiently await the denouement of this drama. Resolutely dismissing the tormenting inquiries he closed bis eyes and recalled the memories of his boyhood days. He saw tbe old mansion with Us tali gables /rising above the surrounding wreath: of \ lindens; the broad moat and weatherbeat en stone gateways with their es cutcheons over which he had climbed many and many a time when a careless; happy child, and proudly sat astride the salient lions supporting the shield. He saw the little stone balcony at the corner of the house, from whence he could see his mother through the open window as she sat at her sewing, and whose atten tion he would call that she might admire his gymnastic perfnrmmceson the broad balustrade; he sawlhe white doves >cbof ing and flattering: in the warm sunlight on the roof -of the old tower;, and the grand old; pak forestwlthils! stacks nfeut wood: beyond the mcado*~that beautiful forest in which he had made his .first miniature chase after squirrels and thrashes; and now all this had passed away, passed into strange hands who ruthlessly tore down the dear old home stead to replace It with a fine modern villa that conld never be half so picturesque. With the estate theprlde of the old name had pained away too. and for this desecra tion how he had blam ed hUwiched, p«»fliK»te UDC.e.whohad basely'stolen re-, deemed the old home of generations of Yon Davelanda froni ruin I Thishnclehad reigned : in his boyish fancy akin to the monsters ot the nursery, tr&ditlppn, and whose name was never mentioned Save with a shudder-nothing had appeared more improbable than that he should ever see him, tor Max’s childish Imagination pictured him dragging oat : a wretched existence in some undiscovered country in the antipodes, and now be was a guest under bis hospitable roof, feeling anything but resen tmen t for the man who had robbed him of bis heritage. What wonderful pranks fate plays with human kind! . TO BE CONTINUED IMw po NOT FAIL TO EXAMINE IT. V THE NEW WILSON W UNDER FEED SEWING MACHINE. BEaT'IN TIIS WORLD. A SPECIAL WARRANTEE FOR FIVE YEARS FURNISHED WITH EACH MACHINE. MANUFACTURED I N OPPO S I T r O IST TO THE HIGH PRI SEWING MACHINE CGI PRICE COMPLETE 850 00. We take pleasure in showing it. LEE S. SMITH , GENERAL AGENT, NO. ll SIXTH ST., (LATE ST. CLAIR.,) PITTSBURGH, PA. AGENTS WANTED IN THIS COUNTY. Most Liberal Terms both in per eent and time. novTs 6m. gOOTS ! BOOTS 1 E BOOTS!!! shoes! shoes rr shoes it If yon want to SAVE boy your Boots, Shoes, and Gaitb.., 173 FEDERAL ST., ALLacjHEN Y, . 3 doors above Semple's Dry Goods Store. Mon's Boots, ... $3,75 to $5,00 Boys’ Boots, . 1.75 to 3,00 Youths'Boots, , - - 1.50 to 2.50 .Men’s Gaiters, - - - 2.00 to 8.00 Boys’ Gaiters, • * - 1,75 to 3,50 Ladies’ Shoes, - - 1,75 to 3,35 Misses Shoes. • • - 1,50 to 2,00 Children’s Shoes, - SO to i,an Ladies' Gaiters, - - • 1,25 to 3,50 Missels Gaiters, - • • 1.35 to 3,00 Men’s Heavy Shoes, * • 1, 25 to 2,00 We have a large stock of Men's, Boys, Youths’ Boots. Shoes and Gaiters, at all prices, and a full line of Men’s and Boys’ Kip Boots on hand; also a large lot of Ladies’ Misses' and Children’s Fancy Shoes, Button Congress, Serge and Velvet Shoes. Cali and examine lor yourselves. Don’t forget the place; W. V. SLAUGHTERBECK, - 173 Federal street, Allegheny, a 10-6 ml 3 doors above Semple’s Dry Goods Store. Gh am berlain institute AND FEMALE COLLEGE, Raiiolib, Cattaranps County, N. I. Total Expenses for Teom of Fourteen Week*, $62. The new Boarding-halt (worth $30,000.00) is ready for occnpancy.’ This Boarding-school for both. sexes has an ample endowment, spacious buildings, extensive grounds, and abundant school apparatus. The Winter Term opens Dec. 3. Catalogues sent free on application to n!-5t Rev. J. T. KDWARDS.A.M., Principal gTRAY BULL, -/ Broke into the enclosure of the subscriber it, Greene township, about the 15th of December last, a, red and white Bull, supposed to be two year* old. 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