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M . S. GRAHAM,
Fashionable Barber, in
Basement of the Conrad Ekuse Belle
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keen, always on hand. He guarantees a
SHAVE without either pulling or pain.—
Perfumery, Hair Oils, Hair Restoratives,
Paper Collars, &c., constantly on hand.
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DATIP, SALMONS k CO.,
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method of informing those wishing to
build that they will furnish Brick and lay
them, by the job, or by the thousand.
set Heaters, and do all kinds of
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r W. RHONE, DENTIST.
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the first rvionday of each month. :.nd at
such .other times as may be agreed upon.
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INSURANCE—LIFE w FIRE.
Joseph A. Ranbin of
this Borough, insures ploperty for the fl
lowing Stock and Mutual companies. viz:
Lycoming Mutual. York Company, Pe.,
Insurance of North America, Ente-pr ise,
and Girard of Phila.. Pa., Home, of New
Haven. and any other reliable company
desired. Also, Provident Life Company
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RAILROADS.
B. E. V. R. R.—GEo. C. WiLKINs, Sup't
Westward from Bellefonte.
Mail, 4.27 P. at
Accommodation, 6.00 a. at.
Through Freight, 842A.it at Milesburg.
Eastward ,rom Bellefonte.
Mail 10.28 A. at.
Accommodation, .5.55 P. M.
Freight and Acc0m...3.55 r at at Milesburg
B. do S. S. R. R.—Deer. Raosns, Supt.
Pass'r, 1eave..7.45 a m Pass'. arr.. 9.50 a m
Pass'r, " 2.30 p m Pass'. arr.. 5.05 p
P. R. R. CONNECTIONS AT TYRONE
Day Ex..... 7.54 a m
Mail Train..3.oo p m
Cin. Exp.... 5.11 p m
Phil'a. Ex. 10.27 p m
Phi1'a•Ex.....7.51 a m I
Emmigrant...2.ls p m
Mail Train... 6.44 p m
H. 4.t Alt Ac. 8.35 a m
MIFFLIN it CENTRE CO. Branch R. R
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No. 1, leaves Lewistown at 7.20 a; m., and
arrives at Milroy 8.15 a.m.
No. 2, leaves Penn'a IL. IL 11.15 a. m., ar
rives at Milroy 12.15 p. in.
No. 3, leaves Pen 'a IL IL 4.05 p. m., ar
rives at. Milroy 5.00.
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at Penn'a. R. R. 9.40 a: in.
No. 2, leaves Milroy 1.15 p. in., and arrives
Penn'a. R. R. 2.10 p. In.
No. 3. leaves Milroy 5.07 p. in. and arrives
at Penn'a. R. R. 6.00 p. in.
Stage leaves Bellefonte every day (except
Sunday,) at 11 a. in., and arrives at Mil
r y 430 pin.
tage leaves Milroy every day (except Sun
day) at 5.30 p. in. and arrives at Belle
fonte 10.30 p. m.
tage leaves Bellefonte for Pine Grove Mills
,very Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday
ornings at 6 a. m.
-stern mall closes at 4 00 p. m.
k Haven mail closes at 10.00
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Bellefonte Masonic Lodge, No 268. A. Y. il,
meets on Tuesday evening of or beforethp
Full Moon.
Constans Commandery. No. 33, K. T.,
meets second Friday of each month.
I. 0. 0. F. Centre Lodge, No. 153, meets
every Thursday evening at their Hall,
Bush's Arcade.
Forthe conferring of Degrees the Ist Sat
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Bellefonte Church Directory.
Presbyterian church, Spring St., services at
at 11 a. m., and 71 p. m; No pastor
at present. This congregation are
now erecting a new church, in consequence
of which the regular religious services will
be held in the Court House until further
notice.
Methodist Episcopal Church, High St., ser
vices 101 a. m,, and 74- p. In. Prayer
meeting on Thursday night. Rev. H.C.
Pardoe. pastor.
St. John's Episcopal Church, High St., ser
vices at 101 a. m., and 71. p. m. Rev.
Byron McGann, pastor.
Lutheran Church, Linn St., services 101 a.
, and 7 p. m. Rev. J. ate. Hackenberge',
pastor.
Reformed Church, Linn St., no pastor at
present ,
Catholic Church, Bishop St; services 101 :
a. in., and 3p. m. 11ev. T. McGovern,
pastor.
United Brethren Church, High Street, west
side of creek; services--
African M, E. Church, west -side of creek;
services al 11 a. in., and 71 p. in. Rev.
Isaac Pinsell, pastor.
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Preeiclent—Andrew Johnson.•
Vice•Presidcut. pre tent.—Bt-nj. F. Wade
Secretory of State—William H. Seward.
Seerctaryof Tregettry—H ugh McCullough
Secretary of War—J. M. S t hoft e 1 d
Secretary of Nary—Gideon Wells.
Seeretnell tf Interior—O. H. Browning.
Poetatoster-General—A. L Randall.
Attorney General—Wm - . M. EvartB.
STATE.
Gorecar);•— Inc.. W. Bleary.
See'y ai C.4nnton wealth—Frank ./nrrian.
Deputy ,Secretary of Commonwealth—L:o.c
B. th,ra..
Am - Rear General—John F. Hartranft.
rceyttr-Gen era ncob M. Campbell.
Treasurer—W- IV. Irwin.
_Attorney General—Benj. H. Brewster.
Dep'y- 1 lt'Y General—.l. %V. M. Newlin.
.S'up't of Com. Schools—J. P. Wickersham.
Dep'b Supt of Com. .Schoots—C.R Coburn.
Sup't of Soldier's Crphan Schools—Geo:
F. McFarland.
President Judge—Charles A. Mayer
John Hosterman
.Aisociates— William Allison;
Prothonotary—James H. Lipton.
Register &Recorder—J. P. Gephart.
Sheriff—D. Z. Kline.
Dep'ty Sheriff—D. Woodring.
Dist. Att'y—H. Y. Stitzer.
Treasurer—A. C. Geary.
Wm. Keller,
Commissioners,{ Wm. Furey,
John Bing.
Clerk—John Moran.
BELLEFONTE BOROGUI
Chief Burgess—E. M. Blanchard. •
688't Capt. C. T. Fryberger
Chief of Police—Wm. Shortlidge.
Wm. Felty.
" Amos Mullen.
" Charlo4 Cook.
Town Council—Wm. P. Wilson, Pres't
S. M. Irwin, Clerk.
is Robert Valentine,
41 A. S. Valentine,
sr Jas. H. McClure,
rs F. P. Green,
is John Irwin. Jr..
Elias W. Hale,
if Jacob V. Thomas,
Geo:. A. Bayard, '
High Constable—James Green,
Borough Constable—James Furey.
School Directors—John Hoffer, Preet.
it Geo. B. Weaver. .Sec'y.
ft Wm. McClelland, Tres
it S. T. ''hugart,
r. 'D. M. Butts,
Dan'l McGinley. -
BELLEFONTE MEAT MARKET
BISHOP STREEP, BELLEFONTE PA
The oldest Meat Market in Belle fon te.—
Choice meat of alhkinds always on hand.
IsB $l2
10 I 15
15 20
117 I 25
20 1 30
35 I 55
55 I 100
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"Let us See to lt, That a Government of the People, for the People, and by the People, shall not Perish from the Earth."—EA. LINCOLN.]
Select Poetry.
From the Bedofrd County Press
DUTY OF THE HOUR.
BY W. C. HOLIAHAN
The storm has subsided—the battle is o'er,
The country is rescued from treason and
war, •
'Our flag streams at the masthead, all shin
ing and bright,
Untarnished by traitors, unscathed by the
fight.
Rejoice, 0 ! America! hdppy and fiee,
Thy triumph acknowledged, how prond thy
• •
degree;
Now destined to stand as a great beacon
light,
The signal of freedom, of virtue, and might
Call forth to tby people—arouse them—'ti
day ;
The clouds, so portentious, are driven away;
Go bring forth the anvil, the axe, and the
plough,
No time so auspicious, and proper as now
Let them throw down their weapons—no
longer in need;
Let them start up their fact'ries or scatter
the seed,
No time now to grumble of taxes and
rent,
Go to work, you may pay tbem while. others
lament.
Why meet ajust debt with a scoff or a frown
If gold has gone up, bas'nt treason gone
down?
'Tis the price of our country established, sus
tained ;
What Washington founded, our Grant bath
rc gained.
A nation of enterprise—fitly employed;
With virtue replete and of anarchy void,
Need suffer no ill with a country well stored,
.H 6 is shiftless who starves at a well furnish
ed board.
BEDFORD, PA., January, 1869.
Select Miscellany.
A HIDDEN WITNESS.
It was a breathless moment. I con
tinued to watch, and hardly breathed.—
At last, and when I was becoming• des
perate with uncertainty, I saw some
thing move again. The tress were part
ed, and at the same place where the mur
derer had entered the wood, bearing the
body of my old friend, he now re-ap
peared alone. He stood a moment as if
undecided, and then came out, looking
behind him first, and then arranging the
disturbed boughs as though to make the
place look as if no one had passed that
way. That done, he stood still for &mo
ment, looking about him as if in search
of something, and then he moved across
—how unconscious of the persuer on his
track, the telescope following his every
step, unseen and unsuspected !—to where
at the corner of the meadow there was,
as 1 have mentioned, a little pond with
pollard willows round about its margin.
He stooped and took up some object ly
ing beside the pond. What was it ?
There was something green about it.—
Was it old Mr. Irwin's butterfly-net? I
could not see with certainty, but no
doubt it was; and no doubt the poor old
gentleman had wandered away from the
footpath, which was near at hand, in pur
suit of some entomological specimen.
The man with the red cap threw' this
object into the water. Then, taking off
his canvass frock Le began to wash the
front of it, stained, no doubt, with blood.
then he washed his hands and face, and
putting on the frock, wet as it was in
part, stood up and once more locked sus
piciously about. All this took time, but
I dared not. remove my eye from the glass
for a single instant. Once 1 had tried
to reach the bell-handle, but I. could not.
Something would, however, have to be
done presently, and done on the instant,
for he was going. He turned his back
upon the pond ; -looked about, as if to see
whether there were any traces of his
crime visible, then crossed the field, got
over the gate by the haystack, was lost.
to sight ter a moment, appeared again,
iii:Jappeared again, and finally, after be
ing out of sight for some time, showed at
last walking along the high road until he
he came to a roadside inn, that very
Msrquis of Granby spoken of above, into
which he entered.
And now, indeed, I felt that the time
had come when some decisive step must
be taken. If he were not secured now,
while he was in the public house—if he
got out of it without being taken—he
might get off by ways which were hidden
from my ways of vision, and so escape
I still dared not move my eye from the
telescope or the telescope from the inn
door. It was absolutely indispensable
that he should not be able to leave the
house without my knowing it. I must
stir, then; but as something required to
be done instantly, somebody else must
stir for me. In a moment I decided on
my course. Remaining motionless atmy
post, I lifted up my voice, and gave ut
terance to such a succession of shouts
thatl confidently expected that the whole
establishment would rush up stairs to
the observatory, thinking that I myself
was being murdered. It was not so, how
ever ; and, considering the noise I made,
it seemed really astonishing how long I
called in vain. At last it did appear
that I was heard. The head gardener
was in the grounds close by, and the
sound of my voice reached h.m at length
through the open window. Even when
he heard, however, it was evident that he
could not make out whence the cries
which reached him came. " Who calls?"
he cried. " Here," I shouted. "In
the tower. Help, help at once ! There
is not a moment to lose." And very soon
welcome sound of foot-steps
BELLEFONTE, PA., JANUARY 27, 1869.
hurrying up the turret stairs. Almost
before the door was opened, 'or the gar
dener in the room, I issued my orders.
" Jump upon pony," I cried, still with
my glass fixed on - the door of the old inn,
"and gallop at full speed down to the
Marquis of Granby. There has been a
murder committed, and the murderer is
in that house. He has on a scarlet cap,
has red hair and a red beard, and a can
vas frock, with a dark patch in front."
What! My helper? Cried the gar
dener.
" The same. Seize him, or, if he has
left when you get there, raise the hue
and cry, and follow him. He has mur
dered poor old Mr. Irwin. Do not stop
to answer," I added..as the man uttered
an exclamation of surprise and horror.
"Go—go at once. I dare not leave this
post. Go, and if you meet any one on
your way send him—her—any one—to
me."
The man was a sharp fellow, and dis
appeared instantly. Very soon I had the
satisfaction of hearing the sound of a
horse's hoofs galloping out of the 'yard
at the back. Meanwhile, half the house
hold, alarmed by what the man had told
them, had rushed up to the observatory,
and were now gathered round me as I.
sat at the telescope. They were silent
for a time, and I could feel, though my
eyes were engaged, that they were watch
ing me intently.
'• What was his name ?" I asked after
awhile:
"His name is Mason," somebody re
plied, "William Mason." Then there
was a silence again as I went on watch-
'• For God's sake, what is it, sir?"
cried the old housekeeper, suddenly in
answer, I suppose, to an involuntary ex
clamation of mine.
"The door has opened"' I answered
" Is he coming out ?"
. No one appeared for a moment ; at last
some one passed out. It wee not he,
however ; it was an old man carrying a
bundle. ,
There were several false alarms of this
kind, as different people who had been
taking refreshmept at the tap came out,
one after another in pretty rapid succes
sion. At last after a longer interval than
Usual, the door opened quickly once
again.
"It is he," I said hardly knowing—
till I heard the refused murmur of an ex
clamation from the group behind me—
that I spoke. "He has come out. He
is looking first one way and then anoth
er, and now he is gone, and the garden
er will be too late !"
I could still see him, and could make
out in which direction he was going.
"Is any one belonging to the stable
here ?"
" Yes, eir,"•replied a voice I knew.
" Get a horse saddled at once,Matthew,
and bring him round. The swiftest you
have in."
In a moment I heard the man's foot
steps clattering down the stairs.
"Can you see him still ?" asked the
housekeeper.
"At present I can, but I shall not be
able to do so lone. The part of the road
he is approaching is hidden from my
view."
Very soon my prediction' came true.—
There was a turn in the road. Trees
and buildings and rising ground inter
vened and hid the figure. It did not
show again for a long space; when it
did it came out by the railway station.
I sat and thought the situation over,
and the conviction forced itself upon me
more and more strongly; that this rail
way station would be the ultimate desti
nation of the murderer and that the on
ly chance now was to keep a steady
watch .upon its approaches. But my
eyes, especially the left eye, which I
had to keep closed,were now eo•tired that
I could hardly_ use them. I found it,
however, by no means easy to get a sub-.
slit ute.
There were only present, at this time,
the woman servants and a boy. The boy
could not be trusted, of course ; and the
women, one and all, proclaimed, as they
seated themselves by turns before the
glass, that they could only see " some
thing dark bobbing up and down at the
end of it." At last itwas suggested that
I\lartin, the vicar's factotutib who had
been out, must be at home by this time,
and a servant being dispatched in search
of him, he presently appeared and took
my place at the glass, through which he
could see perfectly.
4 , He lives just there, sir, between the
part of the road where you say he dis
appeared and the station," said Martin,
when he had heard all the particulars ;
" just behind that row of poplars you see
down yonder."
This opeaed a new view of the matter
Martin suggested that perhaps he had
gone home, and that the right course
might be to send there to capture him.
The propriety of this however I doubt
ed.
" Keep your attention fixed upon the
station," I said, " and let me be inform
ed of all that goes on there. He will
find his way there at last."
Martin kept his glass fixed on the
little building in silence. Everything
appeared to be at a standstill for the mo
ment.
" An old woman carrying a basket is
making her way slowly to the station,"
said Martin ; •' one or two other people
are beginning to arrive."
" What sort of people?"
4 .0, not our man. One is a lad, looks
like a gentleman's groom, come to fetch
some parcel. The other is a miller with
a sack of meal. There are signs of some
stir about the place, and I can make out,
the porters moving.about. What time is
it, sir? asked the man, suddenly.
" Twenty minutes past four," I an
swered.
The down. train is due at 4.29," said
Martin. •°That aocounts for the - bus
tle. .
Where does it go to ?" asked.
"It's the Bristol train, sir," was the
answer
Juetj the place where I thought the
murderer would want to go.
" There's a cart driven with an old
man with a great many parcels, which
the porters are removing and taking into
the staitinn; there's a man with a couple
of poiriters coupled. The train's coming
sir; I can see the smoke,- and they're
working the signals as hard as they can
go. Heie's a carriage driving up with
a pairrpf white horses. It's the West.
brook carriage; I can see-the liveries.—
There's Squire Westbrook getting out,
and there are the two young ladies.---
Here'S the postman with his leather bag.
Eiere4 - a woman with a little boy; the
train's in now, and they'rejust going to
shut the doors. Here comes somebody
running. He's a volunteer, one of our
own corps, He'll be too late. No; the
porter sees him, and beckons him to
make haste. The volunteer runs harder
than ever, the porter drags him into the
station, and-the door is shut:"
Is there nobody else ?" I asked in
violenk excitement:
"Not a soul, sir; and now the train is
off."
"Anil are you sure you've not missed
any one?"
"Quite sure, sirs"
I was profoundly disappointed, and for
the moment puzzled how to act. Watch
ing th 6 station was for the present use
less. There would not be another train.
until eight ()clock at night. The only
chance under these circumstances seem -
ed to be the chance of finding theman at
his own house. Thither I determined to
go, thinking that even if he were not
there.llmight obtain some information
from the neighbors which might prove of
use. I got a description of the house
and its situation from Martin, and leav
ing him with directions still to keep a
watch on the station, ran down stairs,
and finding the horse I had ordered wait
ing forme at the door, went off at full
speed.
The horse carried me so well that in a
very short time I had reached the little
clump of cottages to which I had been di
rected,land ono of which was the dwel
ling pActCof the murderer. (dismount
ed, and, throwing my horse's bridle on
the palings in front of the cottage, pass
ed along the little path which led to tlie
door and proceeded to try the latch. The
door was locked. Looking up at 'the
windows—there were but two—l saw that
they also were firmly secured, and that
the blinds were down. The small abode
had a deserted look, andl felt that it was
empty; but I knocked loudly, neverthe
less, and shook the door.
The noise of my arrival and of my
knocking at length disturbed some of the
neighbors, and one or two of theta ap
peared.
g• Is this William Mason's house?" I
asked, addressing one of them; an old
man who looked tolerably intelligent,
but wasn't.
"Yes, sir. But he's not there now.—
He's gone out," the man replied; after a
minute or two devoted to thought.
"Gone out? How long ago?"
" Well," replied the man, after more
time spent in reflection, "I should think
it was about half an hour."
"Which way did he go ?"
The old man took more time than ever
to consider this question, driving me al
most wild with his delay Then,after look
ing first one way and then the other, he
pointed in the direction of the station.
I was already on horseback again, 'and
just about to move off, when another of
the neighbors interposed.
"I do think," said this one, speaking
if possible more deliberately than the
other, "that he went to his drill."
"Drill!" I cried. "What drill P'
"Why, volunteer drill, to be sure."
" What ?" I screamed. "Was he a vol
unteer ?"
‘: Yes, sir. The parson he requires
everybody in his employment"—
I did not wait for more, but galloped
off, as fast as my horse could go, to the
railway station. I saw it all now. In
the interval during which we had lost.
sight of the man he had been home, and,
thinking that a change of costume might
baffle pursuit, had assumed the volunteer
dress as the beet disguise at his dispos
al.
"Does any one here remember a man
in a volunteer uniform, who went off just •
now by the down train ?" This was my
inquiry, addressed to the first person I
met at the station, a porter, who referred
me to the station clerk, to whom I put
the same question. This man answered
in the affirmative at once. His attention
had been particularly directed to this
volunteer by his having required change
for a five-pound note at the last moment
as the train was going to start.'
" For what place did he take his tick
et ?"
Bristol."
"That man is a murderer.". I said.
'and .must be arrested. If you telegraph
at once to Bath, the message will be there
long- before the train, and he can be stop
ped."
And so this terrible experience—the
particulars of which I have related „just
as they occurred—came to an end. The
murderer was arrested at Bath, ani on
his being searched—the hundred pounds
—except the small sum which he had
expended on his railway tiaket—were
found upon him. The evidence against
him was, in all points, overwhelming.—
The body of poor Mr. Irwin was discov
ered in the little wood. I myself direct
ed the search. When it was concluded I
wandered away to the willow pond to look
for the butterfly net. One end of the
stick was visible aboVe the water, the
other end being sunk by the weight of
the metal ring which was attached to it.
There was no link wanting in the mass
of proof. The evidence which it was my
part to give on the trial was irresistible.
Great attempts were made to shake it,
to proVe that I might easily have made a
mistake of identity, and that such details
as I had described could not have been
visible through the telescope at such a
distance. Opticians 'were'oonsulted; ex
periments were made. It was distinctly
proved that it was really possible for me
to have seen all that I stated I had seen;
and theugh there was much discussion
raised about the case, and though some
of the newspapers took it up and urged
that men's liVes were not to be sacrificed
to the whibas of , ' , an idle gentleman who
chose to spend his afternoons looking
out of a window through a spyglass,"
the jury returned a verdict against the
prisoner, and William Mason was ooh
vic.ted and hanged.
The reader may, perhaps, be sufficient
ly interested in the facts of this case to
be glad to hear that the poor woman
man who was the innocent cause of the
commission of this ghastly crime did get
her hundred pounds after all, though not
froin the hands of Mr. John Irwin.—Ali
the rear "Round.
A Chicago Song in London.
STRONG EFFECT OF MUSIC! ILLUSTRATED
BY SPECTACLE.
A correspondent gives the following
account of the singing of "Father,Come
Home," in one of.the music halls in-Lon
don :
Having reached the hall, we paid an
admission fee of a sixpence. There was
a very neat stage, with gaudy drop scene,
side wing, and a tolerably good orches
tra. In the stalls sat the chairman, to
keep order over as motley an audience as
ever was seen out of the gallery of Vic
toria Theatre. "Costers" seemed to pre
dominate. All appeared plentifully sup
plied with porter, and all were enjoying
their pipes to such an extent as to make
the place almost suffocating, for there
must have been an audience of nearly
five hundred. A nigger "walk around".
was just bejng finished, and the shetits
of "encore,"whistling and stamping of
feet, made the hall perfectly bewilder
ing.
A name was announced from the chair
man, which we could not catch, and
amidst clapping of hands and stamping
of feet there was a buzz of "This is the
song!" The waiter called loudly, "Any
more orders?" and these being taken and
duly executed, all seemed to settle down
quietly to listen to the song. There was
the symphony, and another buzz of
"This is it !" and we began to feel anx-
ions. Presently a female came in front.
of the curtain, amidst great applause,
and commenced " Father, dear father,"
&c. Every word was distinct, and she
sang the ballad with great feeling. In
order, however, to fully describe the
scene which followed each verse, it is
necessary to give "Little Mary's" song :
"Father, dear father, come home with me
now,
The clock in the steeple strikes One'(gong)
You promised, dear father, that you would
come home
As soon as your day's work was done:
Our fire has gone put—our house is all dark,
And mother's been watching since tea,
With poor little Benny so sick in her arms,
And no one to help her but me.
Come home, come home, come home,
Please, father, dear father, come home.
At the conclusion of the last line the
drop scene drew up, disolosing the fath
er sitting at the door of a public house,
in a drunken, bemuddled state, with a
pipe and pot before him. Little Mary
was trying to drag him from his seat, at
the same time pointing to a curtain be
hind, as she took up the refrain from the
lady, and touchingly sang, "Come home,"
&c. This other curtain was now drawn
aside, disclosing a wretched room in
which was the mother with the poor,
sickly-looking boy in her lap, and in the
act of feeding him with a spoon. Sim
ultaneously with the drawing of the cur
tain, the lime light was brought to bear
upon the tableaux, giving them a truly
startling effect. After a moment or two
the act drop came down, and the lady
proceeded.
"Father, dear father, come home with me
now,
The clock in the steeple strikes two! [gong,
gong.]
The night has grown colder, and Benny is
worse,
But he has been calling for you.
Indeed he is worse, ma says he will die,
Perhaps before morning shall dawn,
And this was the message she sent me to
bring—
Come quickly or he will be gone.
Come home, come home, come home,
Please, father, dear father, come home."
The act drop rises again, and now the
child has hold of the pewter pot, trying
to•take it from the drunken parent, and,
as she continues the last two lines,"Come
home," etc., the other curtain is drawn
aside, and we next see the child stretch•
ed out on its mother's lap, as it just rais
es its little bead and falls back with a
gasp, with the lime light reflecting
strongly upon it, there was a reality
about the who!e terrible to view.
Sobs were heard coming from a 11 parts
of the ball. coming from the female por
tion of the audience, while tears trickled
down many a male cheek.. We have seen
"Susan Hopley," " The Stranger,"
"Jane Shore," " East Lynne," and other
effective pieces played, but never before
did we witness such a scene of general
crying. - The principal feature called to
mind the picture of the "Sister o`f ker.
oy;" with the dying child in her lap,alid
and the death was fearfully natural
Even the lady who sang the song was
affected, and could scarcely proceectwith
the third verse':
"Father,dear father o come home with me now
The clock in the steeple strikes three !
[Gong t geritg, 'gong,]
The house is so lonely, the hours so long, -
Eer poor, weeping Mother and mc.
Yes; we are a one—poor Benny Is dead,
-And gone with the angels of light,
And these are the very last words that he
.•
.1 'pant to kiss papa good-night I'
Caine home, come home, come home, .
Please, father, dear father, (mine home."
Again the drop rose, disclosing little
Mary on her knees, appealing to her
father, who, with the pot elevated. is in
the tftt of striking her with it, at she
sings "Come home," and then the baok
curtain draws aside, showing the mother
praying over a child's coffin. But now
the sobs burst still more freely, and two
females are carried oat, fainting. The
scene was truly harrowing, and We glad
ly turned our eyes away.
An additional verhe traS "wing
'poor Benny" being With the angels
abo l / 2 t. The divp 'rose . ; the father, sober
now, is weeping over the coffin with. the
mother, and little Mary on her knees
singing, "Home, home, father, dear
gathers come home." At this moment
the curtain is drawn aside, and little
Benny ie suspended over the coffin with
wings, smiling down upon them and
pointing upward. The father falls for-
Ward tin his face, the act-drop descends,
and for a few minutes all is hushed save
the sobs of the females.
"There," said a workingman by our
side, as he heaved a sigh of relief, "Mr.
Spurgeon never preached a better ser
mon than that," an expression. to which
we assented, and then left the hall.
A Thirty-Thousand Dollar Job.
The head clerk of a large firm in
Charlestown promised an old customer,
one day, half a bale of Russia duck to be
on hand precisely at one o'clock, when
the man was to leave town with his
goods. The firm were out of duek, and
the clerk went over to Boston to buy
some. Not finding a truokman, he hired
a man to take it over in his wheelbar
row. Finishing other business, on his
return to Charlestown, the clerk found
the man not half way over the bridge,sit
ting on his barrow, half dead with the
heat.
— What - was — to - ber - dcmert—l then
half-past twelve, and the goods were
promised at once. There was not a mo
ment to loose. In spite of the heat, the
dust, and his fine light summer clothes,
the youngonan seized the wheelbarrow
and pushed on. • -
Pretty soon a rich merchant, whom
the young man knew very well, riding
on horseback, overtook him. "What,"
said he, " Mr Wilder turned truckman?"
"Yes," answered the clerk. " The
goods are promised at one o'clock, and
my man has given out but you see I am
determined to be as good as my word."•
"Good, good !" said the gentleman and
started on.
Calling at the store where the young
man was employed, he told his employ
er what he had seen, "And I want you
to tell him," said the gentleman, " that
when he goes into business for himself,
my name is at his service for thirty
thousand dollars."
Reaching the store, which he did in
time, you may be sure the high price set
upon his conduct made amends for the
heat, anxiety, and fatigue of the job.
Keeping hjs word. You see how im
portant it is regarded. It is one of the
kinds of capital a business man can have.
To be worth much to anybody, a boy
must form a character for reliability.—
He must be depended upon. And you
will like to know, perhaps, that this
young man became one of the most emi
inent merchants of his day,knownfar and
wide, both in Europe and this country.
His name was S. Y. S. Wilder, and he
was the first President of the American
Tract Society.
"WREN the day begins•to get up to
heaven at night," says one, "it does not
spread a pair of wings and fly aloft like
a bird, but it just climbs softly up a lad
der. It sets its red sandal on the shrub
you have watered, and then it steps to
the tree we sit under and thence to the
ridge of the roof to the chimney,and from
the chimney to the tall elm to the church
spire, and then to the cloud, and then to
the threshold of heaven; and thus from
round to round, to crimson round, you
can see it go as though it walked upon
red roses. And so with the light which
streams through a purified and conse
crated knowledge. The rays ride .up
ward as they kid onward, and the more
of truth we find the purer will seem the
splendors of that throne whence flow all
the unshadowed glories of eternal day."
—Thomas Hood died composing—and
that, too, a humorous poem. He is said
to have remarked that he was dying out
of charity to the undertaker, who wish
ed to urn a lively Hood:
A LADY once remarked that "careless
nese Was little better thann half-way
house between accident anti deeige."
THE reper.tanue that is delayed until
old age, is but too often a regret for the
inability to commit more sin.
REFRAIN not to speak when by speak-.
iug you'omy do frnnd;
—What is the key-uote co good breed
ing? B natural,
VOL, 1, NO.
and.
—How to preirent sea sickness—Bee
'on ghee.
curioitl Contitdiction—thi) .reiga
of snow.
—lf Industry p ie Vio itior% than habit,
le al least an excellent one.
—The fewer the words We better We
prayer
—Everybody Icno*o goo Coimsel
cept lia l thliied of it
•
—Some one asks "Why is a moues
like a load of hay? Because the oat'le ea%
it " . "
—When may a blab. 'be bthisidered
poor vehicle for expression? When he its
a little sulky. -
zzWhy 'are chickens' necks like OW
bellta beckon they are often 'Wiling foi
company.
—Why are old !Aside the most charm- .
lng of people ? Becaute they are match=
—Have courage 'obey your Mil
ILe'r at the riek `of heihg rediouled by
kat'.
belieVe th'e story of the
cattle plague was
. a up thing to re=
duce the price of their beef.
—Men can acquire knoWledge; Mica
wisdom. Some of the greatest fool's tlie
world has known have been learned
—An Americati . geblibbmit iviireb from
London that commobAme'rica'n 'earn cobs
are sold in the streets of that city as
"patent fire lighters—eightfók a penny."
—A Mississippi lady Maid 3arr has
obtained a ten thousand 'dollars verdict
against a recusant bird. for breaoh of
promise.
—Vermont nontaine no -house that is
not within half a mile of a school and
soaroei:y 100 nativeborn inhabitants who
cannot read and write.
-4 Boston artist painted a bottle of
spruob beer so naturally that the oork
flew out before he could paint the string
to fasten Wonder - what became of
the beer.
A manufacturer in Bcrkshire county
Mass., has offered to give to the ladies
in hie town all the totto.n cloth they will
make up for the poor of that town during
the winter.
—lf we were asked what physician
stood at the to of his profession, we
Should say it was the gentleman who
was in the habit of attending "patients
on a monument:
—Featting-18-a,peipeitta2 - oonfeisition of
weakness. It illa;y8, want to and
i
can't." i ketiing is like a little dog
pawing and whining at a door because
he can't get in.
eVeelitiro ksieity in an lately said,
in one of hie Serinons; that "about the
commonest proof we hate that man is
made of clay, is the brick so often found
in his hat." '
—A Virginia couple; tett on marriage,
could not get to the jiarsiiii on account of
a freshet, so they stood oh one side of a
swollen stream and he oh the other, and
thus they were married-.
—Tom asked old "sten per cent" the
nther day what he wanted to accumulate
so much wealth for Says he: "You
can't take it with yeti when you die,
and if you could it would melt.
—Coal is coal, now, said a coal mer
chant to a man whit was remonstrating
with him upon its high price.
"I am glad of that," replied the oth
er, "for the last lot you, sold me was
half stone:
—A drithiten sailor recently ran his
horse °vet. J. Boss Browne, the United
States hilitiater to China, as he was pass
ing on the 'streets at Shenghai, recently,
bestowiitg on Mr. Browne many serious
bruises bit the head, but no dangerous
one.
—How sweet a thing is love of home.
It is not acquired—it is a feeling that
has its origin elsewhere. It is bornwith
us, brought from another world to carry
us on with joy in this. It's attaohed to
the hUmblest heart that ever tbrobed.
—Good morning, Mr. HeriPeok, said a
printer in searoh'of a femaliclompositor,
"have you any daughters - tiat would
make good type setters ?"
"No; but I have a wife thit would
make a first class devil."
—An old gentleman on the timing
steamer United States, seeing at' hope
out off, went back to his stateroom, say
ing, "Here let me die." A' young wo
man dived straight into the flames to
make short work of it.
—Horatio Seymour nunnod thEii
the fourth annual meeting of t h e
Ameri
can Dairyinan'a Association will be held
in Utica, N. Y.; on January 30. "Cool
ing milk before cheele is made therefrom;
had it received its due attention ?" is the
leadihg subject announced for the con•
aideration of the association. the milk
business suits Horatio.
Bobby," said Uncle Peter, as he ex.:
amined the points of the beast, " I don't
see but dne ieason why that mare cannot
trot her mile in three minutes." They
gathered round to hear this iiiaatildi
opinion, and one inquired, "What is it?"
“Why," he replied, "the distance is too
great_for do short a time."
—A poor laborer in Manchester, Bog=
land had such an infatuation fur attend:.
iug prize fights, that frequ,ntly he would
walk fifty miles to witness one, when he
could not afford to rile. His last jour- 7 .
ney wa- fatal. He bad no money to pay
a ferryman on the River Mersey, and
attempted to swim across. He was drown
ed in the effort.