The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, January 15, 1874, Image 1

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    Our Children.
As the f rsgrsnce of the roses,
At it floate upon the breeae t
Ac the voice of fctthtred soogstsr,
At it wtrbict from (ht tree* ;
At the tinging of the brooklet.
At it mnrmurt through the vale ;
At the song of htnit tt even,
Witli thetr toft ttti psnaiv* wall ;
At the glory of the morning.
When the tan •Uepelt the gloom .
At the bettty of the landscape.
When it's clad in etrly Uooiu ;
A* the beauty of the diamond.
When it sparkle* in the light,—
Are the voice* of our children.
At they weetly tty, " Good-night'
AH Old Man's New Year's. Song.
I will not stir tbroed to-day,
Rot find at home what cheer I may.
Old men like me are out of dale :
Who want, to eee a gnarled pate ?
If silver hair* were lock* of gold.
I might he at I waa Of old ;
For then my dead would all he here.
And that would make a happy Year !
The old msn now, the young mail then
Are we the same, or different meu ?
One sits si home with slippered feet j
The other braves lite driving sleet;
His light heart waits itself with wine-
It will not warm this heart of mine ;
One sees the hri.Ul, one the titer,
Aud each, in his own way, the Year.
Where are the friends I used to know—
Ned. Fred-not many year* ago,
Whose glass clinked mine amid the dm
Of— #M Iter est trad .Yor Y*ir ia f
"Pead rhymes with Ned," the Master
mU
Himself among Ike Master* dead :
Alack ! and drear, and fear, and tear
ttethink* ahead wonts rhyme wuh Year
Horn* one, perhaps. will ears for me
Whan I no longer hear or see.
1 hope my hid* man of ten.
Wbeu h* shah take my place with men
Will ihiidk about me iu the grata- -
If only for the gift* I gave-
And say, " If fattier * as but her*.
It would he such s happy Year !"
I'esce. aid maa. peace ! and cease this
•oug.
Which Joes the merry season wrong.
Too have the sweetueas of regret—
The fmmfchip* yen rwsMmlwr ye( ;
You have hat time will not destroy
The love of your remembering boy ;
These surely eie enough to cheer
The morning ef the saddest Year.
—K. 11. Siutttuko.
THE COOK*S BOY.
Our ship was lying in Gibraltar har
bor. The day had been a remarkably
pleasant one, and hundreds of people
from the shore had been on board to
examine our specimen of Uncle Ham's
naval architecture. After the ham
mocks had been " piped down," a knot
ot old ocean's hardy sous collected be
neath the topgallant forecastle, which
place was their regular " forum." Old
Ben. Miller, our second boatswain's
mate, had been quite sober and
tbonghtfnl during the latter part of the
afternoon ; and upon being asked the
occasion of it, he said that he had seen
sometuing that brought to his mind a
thrilling circumstance of by-gone d ays
We knew there was a yarn on the tapis;
and collecting about the old mate, we
•waited its delivery. He knocked the
ashes from his pipe, put it in his pocket,
and then charging bis mouth with a
generous piece of tobacco, he com-
I menoed; and this is the yarn he
I spun:—
* M lt is now fifteen years ago that I
was a foremast hand on board the old
ship * Hnnter.' She was from New
- "York, and b&iud to India. A man by
the name of Adam Warren, who was one
of the owners, had taken passage, and
with him were his wife and daughter.
The latter was one of the sweetest,
prettiest little creatures I ever saw,
only about twelve years old, and as
blithe as a lark. They called her
Judith. Oh, it would have done yonr
sonls good to have seen her skipping
about the deck !—now hiding in a coil
of rigging ; now pulling at some rope,
and then clapping her little dimpled
hands as she repeated the orders of the
captain. Her merry langh ran through
the ship like the notee of our own native
robin, and the sun seemed to
envy her brightness. Her father
was" one of your business men
—a right down dollar hunter,
who didn't seem to care for much else
than the purchase and sale of his cargo;
and as long as his child was well and
happy, he seemed to take but Uttle
notice of her; though, I must nay, he
was a kind-hearted man when yon could
bring it oak Judith's mother wan one
of your city aristocracy—a proud, over
bearing woman, who! seemed to think
there was nobody of any consequence
only herself—and the smell of tar made
her sick. When she was on deck, she
always kept a smelling-bottle at her
nose, and I tell yon the truth when I
tell yon that her noee was fairly cock
billed by ber eternal snuffing at that
name bottle.
"We had a boy on board named
Luke Winship, only fourteen years old,
who had been pnt into the nllev to
help the cook. He waa a noble little
fellow, thongh we hadn't then exactly
found it out
" One evening, after we had entered
the Bonthera tropics, Luke wax sitting
upon a spar that wax lashed against the
galley, and Judith War-en came along
and sat down by hie aide.
" • What makes yon look so sober,
Lake?' she nked, in a silvery tone of
real kindness.
" *1 was thinking, Uisa Jndith,' ro
tnrned the cook's boy ; ami a lie spoke,
he gazed into the face of the girl as
though she was one whom he could al
most worship.
" ' Don't call me miss. I don't like
it, Luke. But tell ma what you were
thinking about. If I ever have troubles,
it always does me good to tell them to
somebody. Now tell me yours.'
"'ltcouldn't interest you, Juditb,
to hear the story of a poor boy like
me.'
" ' Oh, yea, it could !' the little girl
cried, chipping her hands together with
much earnestness. ' You were thinking
of your father and mother.'
" * Alaa 1 I nave none.'
" • No parents?'
" ' No!'
" ' Then you were thinking of your
brothers and sisters.'
" ' I have no relations on earth, Jn
dith !' As Luke said this, he drew his
greasy sleeve across his eyea to wipe
away the drops that were springing
forth.
"The little girl gazed into Lake's
face with a look of pity and sorrow that
seemed to make her tender heart bleed.
" • Tell me your story. Come, do,'
she said; and she laid her band so
affectionately upon the boy's arm, and
looked so kindly at him, that he began
to weep again.
"• It is but a short story—a few
words will tell it all,' Luke returned, aa
be struggled like a giant to keep back
his emotions. 'My mother died when
I was only fonr years old, and before
my father had taken the mourning weed
from his hat, he, tao, was laid in the
cold grave. They were both of them
kind parents; and after my father was
buried, I sat npon his grave all night
long and criea. O Jndith, yoa don't
know what-st is to lose a father or moth
er ! but to lose them both ! Yes, you
know something how yon would feel.
In the morning they came and took me
away from the little ohurchyard, and a
man who lived near the oottage my
father had hired, gave me some break
fast
" * My parents were very poor; and
after the funeral expenses were paid
there was not a cent left. I knew of no
relations, I knew not that I had one on
Mrth, and I was sent to the almshouse !
There I Btaid till I was nine years old,
and during that time I suffered more
than words can ever tell It wasn't
bodily suffering, for I had enough to
•at and drink, and clothes enough to
FHED. 1C UKTZ, Editor und Proprietor.
VOL. VII.
wear; but it waa the suffering of the
heart. I went to aehool part of tiro year;
hut! wasn't like the other achool-boym.
I was a poor house ehild, and they
shunned mo. If they had done no more
than this, I should have been content;-
but they taunted roe with my misfor
tune, and made light of my orphanage.
If they hd known whet paiu their
words gave me, I don't believe they
would have spoken them; but they knew
not mv feelings, sod whv should they I
They had never suffered like me, and
they realised nothing of the crushed
spirit that was battling against the ©old
crtwitv of their sneer*.'
" ' Poor Luke!' murmured Judith;
and when the boy looked into her face,
he found that she waa weeping.
" • At length,' he continued, after lie
had wiped his eyes, *an old farmer
took me from the almshouse, aud set
me at work upon his farm. At first I
felt very thankful, but toon found that
I was worse off than before ; for I was
ill treated, and I had to work like a
dog. The farmer's wife was a hard
hearted woman, aud she often beat me.
That was worse than all the rest, for I
neve r deserved it, nor did I openly
complain. I staid with the man over
four years ; but matter* grow worse
and worse, and often, when I went up
to my little bed in the garret of the
barn, did I pray that I might die before
I awoke again. But I lived on, and I
lived only to suffer. At length I re
solved that I would bear it no longer.
One dark, stormy night I secure.! a few
crusts of bread, ami after the folks had
retired, I stole out from the barn and
ran away. For nearly a fortuight I
traveled*on, and although I reached the
city of Sew York ; but eveu there I
dared not remain, so I went down to
the wharves to tee if I could not get
some chance on board some ship. I
found this ship waa ou the point of sail
ing. I told my story to Captain Flaton,
and he took me on board. lam well
treated here, but yet I cannot help, at
times, thinking of the scenes through
which I have passed. I can see the
sweet face of my mother as ahe breathed
her dving blessing ; and I can see the
pallid cheek and sunken eye* of my
father a* h took j*e by th* hand and
made me promise that I would ever be
h.-uwsl and virtuous. God knows I
havw most faithfully kept that promise,
sad I always will.'
" Lit Je Judith wept as though she
had herself suffered all she had heard ;
bnt she was not the only one who had
heard Lnke'a story ; for, as he closed
it, Mr. Adam Warren moved carefully
away frem the other side of the galley,
where he had been standing all the
while.
•• At thia moment, Mr*. Warren came
np from the cabin, in a terrible lorry,
in search for her child.
" ' Where is Judith ? *
" ' Here I am. mamma."
" Mr*. Warren started forward, and
saw her child just rising from the aide
of Lake.
"•What on earth are you doing
here ?'
" ' Luke has been telling me a story,"
returned the little girl, a* her mother
led her ft. ill f| J f
" ' Don't yon let me see yon talking
with that dirty boy again. It's horrible,
Judith, for TOU to" be contaminated with
such low, filthy company !'
" Lake heard those words, and I
oould see the hearing of his bosom, and
the quivering of his lip, as they fell
upon his ear. He arose and went into
the galley, and polled the door tc after
him.
"We doubled the Cape of Good
Hope, acd were standing np into the
Indian Ocean. It was in the afternoon.
The old ship was under double-reefed
topsails and reefed courses, with the
wind blowing hard ou the lAT board
quarter. Little Judith was on the poop,
holding on npon the weather mizzen
topmast backstay. Her father was there,
too. and he was gazing npon hia child
with a sort of calculating pride. The
mate was throwing the log, and Luke
Winship had been called np to hold the
reel. Jnst as the glass was turned and
the leg-line checked, one of the Men,
who was looking off to the windward,
nttered an exclamation of surprise, and
in turning iu the same direction we saw
one of those solitary mountains of water,
that seem as though they had been
months in collecting, rolling down upon
us. Instinctively, those upon the poop
grasped the rigging for support, drop
ping the reel and log-line to taxe care
of itself. Judith, I said, was at the
weather backstay; but as slie saw the
giant sea towering above her, she invol
untarily let go her hold and started to
ward her father; but she was too late.
The ship was struck upon the quarter ;
she reeled and staggered beneath the
blow; Judith was dashed to leeward,
and on the next moment she was over
board ! Her father uttered a frautffi
cry and sprang to the lee shrouds. The
men gazed into the boiling surge where
the broken sea was whirling in one wild
vortex, but thoy dared not brave the
ma<l terrors of the scene.
"'0 Ool! My child, my child!'
cried the frantic father; and while yet
he strained his eyes upon the place
where the girl was being tossed by the
foam-covered sea, a light form brushed
past him, and plnnged into the flood.
It was Lake Wins hip.
" * Cot away the life-buoy f* shouted
Captain Fiaton. * Cut it away qnick !
Both of them 1 Down with the helm !
Give them s snrge to leeward ! Cut
away the boat-lashinga ! ' AH hands on
deck here ! Who'll go in the boat ?
Bpring to the head braeee !'
"All hands were quickly on deck.
The mate was the first in the stern -boat;
I was the second, and five more quickly
followed. We got out the oars, and
then the falls were eased carefully off
till the boat touched the water. We
unhooked and started off, and as soon
as we were dear the ship's head yards
were braced sharp np, the mainsail
clewed np, and she was laying-to with
her main-topsail aback.
" Luke struck ont boldly foT the
little girl, and though the sea heaved
him about moat fearfully, yet be reached
her juat as she was sinking. He omght
her by the waist, and with a strength
which was surely superhuman to him,
he held her head above water. The
angry surge bad swept off to leeward,
and the boy and girl now rose and fell
upon Hie bosoms of the long waves.
Both the life buoys were driven past
them. Lake's strength began to fail
him, but still he held the form of the
insensible Jndith. He begen to waver,
and twice his head sank bereath the
surface of the running sea ; bnt as he
arose the second time, the boat had
reached him, and I caught him by the
collar of his jacket. He was fairly in
sensible when I touched him ; bnt his
grasp upon Judith was like a death
grip, and soon they were both safe in
the boat.
"We reached the ship in safety,
Mrs. Warren had fainted; bnt the hus
band caught the form of his daughter
and rushed to the cabin, whither Luke
was also conveyed, and ere long they
were both brought back to conscious
ness. Mr. Warren pressed the boy to
his bosom, and promised to be a father
to him, anid even the rejoioed mother
did not hesitate to look kindly upon
the preserver of her daughter.
"it was sometime before Lake re
covered ; but when he did get about,
he went not back to the cook's galley,
but waited upon the cabin. He was
now allowed to associate freely with
THE CENTRE REPORTER
Judith ; and many an hour did I see
them ait together upon the poop, listen
iug to each other'* simple stories.
Sometimes Mrs. Warren looked nervous
when she saw them thus,but she dared
not forbid it; public opinion was fcro
strong agaiu*t the prejudices which
she still cherished, though in a modi
fied form.
"We anchored iu the Hoogly, and
Mr. Warren went to Calcutta. He took
Luke Winship with him ; and from that
morning till to-day, I saw him not again.
Shipmates, yon noticed that juan with
whom I was talking ou the uuarter-deck
this afteruoou, didn't you ?
"Yes." we all returned.
" And you noticed that splendid
looking woman by his tide?'*
I " Yes, yea."
"Well," resumed old Ben, as he
I brushed away a tear from his tosnsed
cheek, "thst waa Luke Winship. That
woman was Judith, and site ia now his
wife. Fifteen years have passed away
' since we parted at the gangway of the
old ship ' Hunter," but be knew me the
moment he saw me, and HO did Judith.
He is now a rich merchant, doing a
beawv shipping business iu New York,
and tt up here ou business. He made
the captain promise that I should go
on shore and visit him to-morrow.
• Ben,' said he, a* be shook me by the
hand, * I am rich, but I have never for
gotten, nor broken, that sacred promise
I made to my father ou his death-bed.'
And. shipmates, I don't believe he ever
baa."
As the old boatswain's mate closed
his yarn, he turned slowly, thought
fully awav, and went below, and soon
afterward we all followed his example.
No remarks were made hy those who
had heard the story ; but I could see
that the sentiments it inculcated had
reached their heart*, and excited their
noble sympathies.
A London Fog.
If we BUT judge Irom A London lot
tor we in this country know little of
fogs. The writer say* : This has Wen
a week of fog—the densest and darkest
known for several years—and people
are still coughing and gasping from the
poisonous effects of the villainous mix
ture of gas and coal dust which has
been pumped into their iungs. Buai
nees has oeeii more than half sus
pended. The fog was not confined to
the streets, but penetrated into ware
houses and offices, so that even with
gas and candles it was scarcely possible
to read or write. Thia ia ol course a
very busy time, and the dacks are full
of ships waiting to discharge their car
goes, bat while the fog lasted, nothing
could be done in this way. Navigation
was entirely stopped on the Thames
and the canals. Many omnibuses gave
up running; and cabs could only
make their way through the town with
the help of a torch-bearer at the horse's
head. On the whole, people in the
city have not bad a pleasant time of it
To breathe a suffocating and poisonous
atmosphere ; to have to grope about
the streets in a darkness more impene
trable than that of night ; and when
half-blinded with the stinging vapor,
to be exposed to the onslaught of er
ratio vehicles, makes up the anin of
human misery. There was a pressure
of running trains, as usual, ou the rail
ways ; but moat of them were an hour
or "so late in starting, and they only
crawled on, with frequent stoppages,
amid the inccsaaut banging of fog sig
nals, so that they were several hours
hi to in reaching their destinations.
The railways now traverse all parts of
the metropolis, and from the detona
tions constantly going on, the inhabi
tants might have fancied that they
lived in a bombarded city. There
have, of course, been a great number
of accidents, collisions on railways,
! date-layers run over while fastening
og signals on the rails, people nin
down in the streets, people tumbling
into the docks and into the canals, and
all kinds of pitfalls. Vet, after all, the
number is less than might have been
expected. The fat animals at the eattlo
show suffered most, and many had to
be killed, while others were removed in
a dangerous state. Fattened up to a
point at which they can only just
breathe, the wretched creatures have
enongh to do to live in a pure atmos
phere, and the fog simply choked them.
Theatres, conoert halls, and other
places of amusement were all filled
with the irrepressible mist, so that the
stage was dimly seen amid the blaze of
gas, and singers warbled, as it were,
out of a cloud. Altogether the loss in
dicted on London mast have amonnted
to some hundreds of thonsands of
ponnds. Nothing makes s great city
so helpless as an infliction of this kind.
A Singular Storj.
More than twenty years ago, says a
St. Louia paper, V. F. Coolidge, a young
physician of excellent standing m the
city of Waterville, Maine, murdered
Edward Matthews, a rich cattle drover,
by enticing him alone into his office to
take s drink of brandy which he had
mixed with prnssic acid, and then to
make sore work of the man who had
befriended him on many occasions, he
beat him on the head with a hatchet
nntil life was extinct. The body was
discovered, snd Coolidge was arrested
on suspicion, and after a long and ex
citing trial, and upon the direct evi
dence of a young student of his by the
name of Flint, be was convicted and
sentenced to one year's solitary confine
ment, and then to be hnng. During
his confinement his sister, a young and
beautiful girl, was permitted to visit
him; bat his health gradually gave
way, and before the year expired his
death was annonnced, he was buried
and for the time forgotten. The war
den of the prison resigned his position,
married the young lady above referred
to, and moved to parts unknown. Not
long after the gold excitement opened
in California, a gentleman who was con
versant with the case and who had fol
lowed others to the gold regions, sent
his deposition that he had seen and
conversed with V. P. Coolidge. This
cansed considerable excitement and the
body supposed to bo his was exhumed,
and his father testified that it was not
his aon. Officers were at once put on
his track by Matthews' friend, but were
unsuccessful, and nntil a few days since
nothing has ever been heard of the
murderer. Keeently a party traveling
through this State met a gentleman
who knew the early history of the mat
ter, and was at the trial, and he stated
be bed mat Coolidge frequently within
the last two years, traveling under an
assumed name, that he recognized him
at sight, and charged him with being
the man ; that he at first denied it, bnt
finally acknowledged his identity and
informed him of all the important facts
connected with the escape, as follows:
He ate very sparingly, feigned sick
ness, snd finally a body was procured
from Portland and interred as his re
mains, and he was famished with money
and started for New Orleans, where he
remained but a short time and left, and
since that time has been traveling al
most constantly, never stopping long in
any one place ; and the gentleman re
ferred to as having met him in the
northern part of the Bute gave it as his
positive belief that, from the descrip
tion of the leader of the lowa train rob
bers, it was no other than the escaped
murderer, V. P. Coolidge.
CENTRE HALL, CENTRE CO., ILV., THURSDAY, JANUARY 15, 1874.
t'aitnlball.m lu Ferjee.
Australian papers state that their
latest new* from Foejee was to the
effect Ihat the rebellious tribe* of
iu.>untaintM-r* in Fee) en had not ret
been *uppre**d by Ktug Cskobu'*
trooji*. On the It* coast there liare
lee some sharp fight*. In one of these,
which occurred on the Ifitb of July,
near N* Cut a, a mountain town, two
while planter*, I'hilip Jack, of the Ba
rirer, and Otwabam, of Uaki ltaki, were
killed by the rebel*, and four other
settlor* wore wounded. The Fecjee
Tfcnus, in an acooiiut of thia fight, aaya
there wore several native* killed and
wounded on the Government side, and
a great number also on the Kal Colo*
(the mountaineer*). The force* had to
make their attack up a steep [hill.
Awaiting them, the Kal Colo* lay
safely* ensconced until the troops ap
proached, when a front and flank fire
was ojtened on them by the mountain
eer* ; and then the opposing force# met
in a hand-to-hand encounter, in which
bayonets, axr* and club* did deadly
work. The struggle was too hot to last
loug, however, and the Kal Coloa threw
away their weapoua and everything they
had" and ran lor their live*. Two or
three whites, with a number of natives,
followed them up toward N Cula, shot
several in the chains and three in the
town, which the Kal Cote* set fire to be
fore the Government party reached it
Three uativea of the Government
force had been shot a day or two be
fore, and tiikeu to the town to be cooked
and eaten. Their heads were found
stuck upon sticks, and their bour*
placed on the aide of the path, in sight
of every passer-by. There were hun
dreds of bones in the town which had
been eookad long before. The notori
ous ltokooera and his uncle, who, it ia
said, murdered Macintosh and Hpiers,
have at last been killed and eaten. One
of the N'a Lotu tribe (frieudhe*) came
across one of these two, wounded iu
the leg, and took sweet revenge for the
Na Lotu man who had been driven ont
of his home some years past by thia
man and hia tribe. Na Lotu spat on
bis hand and said : " You burnt my
town, did vou V and then made a blow
at hia heaA with a battle ate, and pur
posely missed hi* mark, lie again spat
on his hands, " Yon killed my people,
did von ?"
lie kept on tantalising his victim for
aome time until he aaw more meu com
ing up> when, for fear of having the
pleasure taken out of hia hand*, be
chopped off the poor wretch's heed,
then his arms and logs, and cut hia
body into convenient pieces for carry
ing away. lie took the head to the
creek, washed it, and brought it to the
camp that the real of them might be
satisfied a* to its identity. Kokoqera
waa also cat up into pieces and brought
in. One of the miaaionariea would have
them buried, but at night the pieces
were dug up and taken, with several
other bodice, to a respectable distance
from the whites and cooked, the bukola
I*ll (cannibal drum> being] beaten all
the time, inviting those who might feel
mo lined to come to the feaat. It ia
very evident that the Kal Coloe have
Jot such a lesson that they never
reamt of. They are already com
mencing to quarrel among themselves ;
those who had nothing to do with the
murder* of the Burns family are ac
cusing those who did the deed of bring
ing all this trouble upon them by mur
dering the white men.
Intelligent Farming.
At the aucual festival of the Norfork,
Mass, Agricultural Bciety, this fall,
president Clark, dating bi address,
made allusion to the profits of farming,
as curried on by a few of his acquaint
ance*. Senator Bout well, who is away
in Washington most of the year, man
ages a farm in Massachusetts, and
claims to have cleared 81.290 last year
off his farm above expenses. Another
acquaintance, a graduate of Harvard
College, is msking batter that sells
readily at seventy-five cents s }xmnd. He
makes" the butter, skims his own milk,
and is pronn of makings good living of
farming. Then he feeds the skimmed
milk with corn-meal to hogs, and soils
the pork at twentv cents a pound to
people who don't like to think of eat
ing pork or lard that ia either raised or
cured at the West. The thongbt of
'• whole hog lard" ia not very appetiz
ing to a weak stomach. Another large
and intelligent farmer, near Worcester,
keeps cows that give rich milk, which
he sella pnrv to customers who are glad
to pay nine cent* a quart in summer
ana ten cents in winter, because they
know it ia rich and pure, lie makes a
good article, flxea a price that covers
cost, and leaves a margin for profit, and
finds buyers for all he mazes. The
average farmers are too careless about
the quality of their production. It
costs really bnt a trifle more to raise
and prepare for market a firat-claas
article than it does to produce a second
or third rate one, and the difference in
the price obtaiued ia often very great.
A bushel of large potatoes usually
costs less for lalnir than a bushel of
small ones ; while the large ones are
salable at a profit, the small cnes often
don't pay the labor bills.
A fruit-tree overloaded with fruit will
not yield a harvest tbst will sell for ss
much money a* half of it would if the
other half nail been removed at the
proper time. A hundred pounds of ap
ples or pears are worth much more in
100 than in 200 specimens. A thousand
pounds of beef is worth in one animal
from twenty-five to fifty per oent. more
than if in two animals. A pair of
plump well-dressed chickens will find a
market at a much higher figure than a
pair of blue, lean, naif-plucked ones
will, even if of the same weight. Eggs
are now selling in Boston markets st
thirty cents per dozen for shipped,
while fresh country eggs, brought in by
farmers and sold direct to the consum
ers, readily bring forty cents. The
difference on a single dozen seems
rather insignificant, but on a year's
production from only fifty liens the
difference would pay the subscription
on all the newspapers the farmer's
family wonld care to take. Last year
the apple crop of New England was im
mense. Thousands of bushels rotted
because they were not worth the cost of
gathering and marketing. The treoa
were overloaded, and of course the
fruit was most of it under size. At
harvest-time s barrel of Baldwins, or
greenings, or msseta, could be bought
in almost any orchard for a dollar. At
the same time, large, fair Western ap
£le* brought from three to five dollars,
a such a year the sale would, of oourso,
be limited, yet there were buyers for
such apples in every city.
Not Very Sensible.
A little tale in a Detroit paper illus
trates the noble ambition of the nn
feathered biped when he is animated
by a great purpose and isspired by
lofty determination.
Sometime ago four men seated them
selves around a table in a Lamed street
saloon, to play a game of cards for a
half-starved turkey that none of them
would have accepted as a gift, paying
fifty cents each for the privilege, the
loser to pay the drinks for six persons.
At midnight each couple had owned
that turkey seven times, the bartender
had collected 810.40 of the quartette,
and the turkey was so nearly dead that
he oouldn't say " quit,"
Basaltic'* l'lare of Seclusion.
I'hi l.u *• Salute Maiiill--riic staw
In lh liou Maak.
Marshal Haiaine, of France, has
commenced hi* term of 30 years' seclu
sion, in accordance with the terms of
the punishment tlsed by Marshal Mac-
Malum. The Isle de Baiiite Marguerite,
where he is to take up hia lengthened
residence, is on the Mediterranean
coast of France, Cannes and
about two miles sua a half from the
shore. It lies cloae to the Italian fron
tier, and is one of the group of two
iales called Lerins. Bte. Marguerite is
of small extent, is covered with wood,
and the climate, aa may be inferred
from its position, is of a salubrious
character. BsXaiue does not exactly go
into txile, nor is he to suffer the iguo
miny of beiug transported to a penal
colony. He will always have in view
the coast of France, and close at hand
i are many towns and villages, where,
before Ins eyes, can be constantly seen
the industry and every day life of his
fellow eouutrymen in one of the moat
attractive portions of France.
Bte. Marguerite was once before the
prison of an individual whose life vraa
of romantic interest, and whose history
has been the subject of labored and
extended reseatcb. The Man in the
Iron Mask was confined on the island
from 16M to 1 iitW, when he was removed
to the Bsstile. The dungeon in which
he was incarcerated is still pointed out.
Ita solid windows are guarded by 12
iron bars. The only approach to it was
through the governor's rooms. In the
midst of a small garden is a square
building with a door on each face, and
evidently constructed with a view to
strength and to prevent prisoners con
fined in it from escaping. It is under
stood that the condemned Marshal will
be accompanied iu his seclusion by his
wife and children, and that restraint on
hia movements will extend to his safe
keeping. In other respects he will have
the privilege of moving about within
the confines of the ialaud as much as he
pleasee.
The man in the Iron Mask was dif
ferently treated. He was closely watched
and not allowed to bold conversation
with anyone aave his jailers. Various
snrmiars aa to who this historical char
acter really Aa have been thrown out
At first it was contended that he was an
illegitimate son of Louis XIV., by de
la Valliere, who, having boxed the ears
of his half brother, the Dauphin, was
condemned to imprisonment for life.
This assumption proved unfounded. It
was again insisted that he was the Duke
of Beaufort, " King of the Markets,"
and afterwards some believed that he
was the elder brother uf Louis XIV.,
' that he was the son of Anne ef Austria
s by the Duke of Buckingham. The
Queen, having the impression removed
from her mind that she was barren, af
terwards gave birth to the grand mon
arch, who. discovering, on reaching ma
turity, the condition of affaire, con
signed hia elder brother to a life-long
imprisonment. Conjecture has ex
hausted itaeU to find out who the
masked man was, but it has not yet
been settled with anything like oer
> tainty. He was trannfermT from oak
place* of confinement to another, and on
hia journeys wore s maak. He was re
moved from Bte. Marguerite in lfKfci,
i and confined on a litter to the Baatile,
where he was treated with distinction.
! When the latter fell search was made
for papers or relic* that might lead to
his identification, but none were found.
Marshal Baxaine mar not consider the
Ei lace of hia aeclnion the most agrera
ile. The old buildings cannot be sug
gestive of the mowt cheering emotions,
lie ia, however, close to Italy, and he
haa the Medttfrraueaii expanse to the
north, south and east. 11 deairoua to
escape there cauoot fail to Ve manv fa
vorable opportunites, bnt after all the
Marshal may expect thai at the expira
tion of a few years he may be permit
ted to leave Bte. Margnerit* a free man.
A fortune that did not l>efall the Mys
terious Man in the Iron Mask.
Chromos as Prices
There is such a thing, says an ex
change, as having anything too bad.
Thia chromo business is having a great
run among cheap newspapers, and it ia
Incoming annoying to the people. We
have stood the constant arrival of daubs,
and paid express charges without a
mnrrani, until this last indignity was
hasped npon us, and now the lion with
in as ia sronsed. A few days Ago the
gentlemanly expressman entne in with a
fiat package. Instinctively Wi knew it
contained colored pictures of highly
colored females, or impossible dogs,
bnt we paid the charges, and at onr
leisure opened the package. Not con
tent with sending ns one there were
three pictures in the package. We have
boarded those hideous caricatures for
three days. They have frightehed some
of our best customers out of the office.
We took one of them to the barn, and
the cow saw it and has persistently re
fused to give milk since. That picture
is a terror. In the fore-grouiia is an
old mare and two mule colts laying
down, all unconscious that just shove
them two wolves are jnst ready to
pounce npon them. The artist seems
to have thrown a good deal of soul into
the ears of the smallest mole oolt, and
the tail of one of the wolves is woven
into his hind leg so perfectly that yon
can't tell where the leg ends and the
tail begins. The whole effect of the
picture reminds the true artist of a jar
of preserved huckleberries spilled on
the cellar stairs and stepped in by a
number eight female foot in a state of
anxiety. (One of our frequent viaitors
says the picture represents s sheep and
two lambs instead of A mare ana two
mule colts, and that instead of wolves
there are two dogs. Well, there is no
truo artistic eye bnt has its fanlta. It
may be sheep and dogs, bnt we would
have taken our solemn affidavit they
were mules and wolvea.) But this is
neither here nor there. What we want
to illustrate is the check of that paper.
Yesterday we received a letter from the
supreme idiot who runs the paper in
forming ns that the aforesaid pictures
bad beer sent us, and that we were ex
pected to- do advertising for them to the
extent of S2O. Now we are nothing but
poor, weak creatures, and don't want a
row with a paper; but if worse comes
to worse we will perish honorably, with
our face to tho foe, before we will do
one cent's worth of advertising—any
more than this article—for those blasted
things.
Coughing Time.
The Tablet relate# a story of a minis
ter who had a coughing congregation,
and who cured them thus: No sooner had
he ceased to speak than, singular to re
late, one ootigli after another died out
until soon there was absolute silence in
the church,whereupon the minister said
something to the following effect:
"My friends, I know that in this wea
ther colds abonnd, and therefore it is
difficult for yon to refrain frem cough
ing. Still it is impossible for me to
preach and for yon to cough at the same
time. Let UB come, then, to s mutual
agreement, so that yon may ooogh and
1 may preach without disturbing each
other. I will speak, say, for five or ten
minutes at a time; when I raise my
handkerchief there will be an interval
allowed for coughing. As soon as I
let it fall, I will resume my sermon and
you vour silence." The plan succeeded
admirably."
There i* something demoralizing about
I New Year's, says !>r. Howaad. Nut ut
*ll thui demoralization isthe main out
ouine of the matitutiou ; but a man
must IK* strong in the faith to withstand
the fftn't upon Lia moral system of the
knowledge (bat New Year's bring*, even
to tbe beat of ua. For it in at thin sea
i HOU of tbe year that a man, ao to spaak,
; take* stock of bimself. He take* bia
good resolutions, his good deeds, bis
bad impulses and actions, bia mixed
I motives- in fact, bia wbole moral be
longings and aoeomplisbmeuta, down
from tbe shelves,dusts them,looks them
: over, and enters them in bis booka.
There may be profit, growth, advance ;
but there is apt to be a melancholy aide
to the fairest showing.
For anpposr that, on the whole, we
have reason to be encouraged by tbe
i condition of affairs revealed—there are
few of ns who do not find with each
New Year's an increased sense of limi
tation. For we are creatures of inheri
tance, and of habit; the spirit may lie
willing, but O, how weak the flesh f
The New Year,
It is not merely that we are too apt
to fail in the spiritual, with all our
striving ; but strange barriers loom
along the intellectual horiaon. As we
grow older, the very element of Time,
which in our yonlh seems anch a vague,
shadowy enemy—if not a friend of in
finite large*** —comes (tearing down
upon us, mighty, resistless - an army
with banner*.
Then en HO many thins* that for so
many year* I hate bem hoping to do
before each auooecding New Year's
Day. The contemplated crusades of
boyhood even yet haunt me aa thing*
destined to fortunate occurrence. Bnre
lv the raumrr day ia yet to eome when
I ahall take up my adventurous march
on the Croaswieks turnpike ; the aame
night pitch my rag-carpet tent in the
mysterious Pines; "sleep to the en
trancing muaic of the hyena and the
jackal, and sally forth the next day to
alay a white Polar bear with my ivory
paper cutter.
Shall 1 ounfeea bow often, ainoe la*t
New Year'a, 1 have atood looking over
the railing of the ferryboat, and im
agined that at laat the Moment had
come : the Child had fallen into the
water; I had handed ray coat to the
benevoleut geffUemah with a Quaker
hat and blue spectacle*, my gold watch
to a celebrated atoek-p^mtder— t who ia
ao much impressed by the generoua
confidence, and the general sublimity
of the acene, that he ia a reformed man
from that moment*—and am only hesi
tating whether to place my pocket-book
in the keeping of the pretty laetory-gui
with a pink paraabl, or in that of the
clerical-looking gentleman, who may
turn out to ! e a pickpocket m disguise,
—before taking the final, heroic plunge.
—ScribnT*._
A Ward la Stiwa.
Once I had a pair of friend*—one
man, one woman—who "married to
gether." So I lout tbem ; for each re
seated the confidenoe of the other .in
me. For team I knew little of tbem ;
but by-ana-by the wife came to me for
Counsel and awlaUaee. She waa die
satisfied with home and husband ; "ho"
waa jealous, exacting, yet undemon
a trail re ; and abe waa tiwd lo the aouL
Investigation ahowed me that the blame
of all tliia lay at her own door; her
husband had not made ao rapid advance
in the world aa abe had thought he
woaia j marrying an ideal, abe would
not bee* me reconciled to a reality ; per
sistently locking for foreign attribute*
in a practical nature, imagination came
to grief, and fancy—not love—perished.
Fortunately, my influence healed the
breach ere it waa irremediable—and I
regained my frienda. Thia is not the
point of the story, however ; but the
young wife may "draw her own moral
Irom it She should remember that ahe
haa choeen her own lot in life, and it ia
her daty, therefore, to suit heraelf to
her husband in all things; if he be
haatt in temper, let her lerp her own
under control; if he l>e selfish, ahe
must teach him the nobility of generosi
ty, and. more important than all, per
haps, if he becomes embarrassed in cir
cumstances, it is her duty to aid him
by her kindnma, not to 'mutter or op
press him bv her ill temper. Upon the
mail sex the task of providing the
means of subsistence is. in civilized so
ciety. almost exclusively imposed ; and
eonaeonentlv, when they become dis
tressed, and have not wherewithal to
provide for their partners, they suffer
doubly. They have not only their own
privations to" regret, but yonrs also;
and the world'n frown, and the world's
—sometime unjust—Censure falls en
tirely upon the husband. The wife can
hide from the world, bo', the husband
must face its pride and prosperity. May
all young wives be permanently pros
perous, bnt for the honor of woman
hood, we admotiiab them not to let adver
sity, should it unfortunately lay its iron
hand upon them, indnoe them to de
part from that affectionate conduct, in
word or deed, which they owe to their
bnsbanda, and conduct themaevlea in
anoh a manner as to do away with ths
proverb : " When Poverty comes in at
the door, Love flies out of the window."
A Useful Item.
Perhaps one of the most aggravating
difficulties ever encountered by s busy
housewife is that, attending the light
ing of fires on atill, damp mornings.
The stove st first won't draw ; even vig
orous " blowing " will not suffice ; and
then when it does start, it is with s sort
of explosion or outward rush of air
which fills the room with smoke and
gas, oftentimes puffing the unpleasant
fames in the face of the operator. The
trouble ia caused by the difficulty en
countered in overcoming the inertia of
the long column of air in the pipe or
chimney, by the small column of air
that can be forced nn through the in
terstices of wood sea coal, at the bot
tom of which the fire is kindled. AU
this msy be remedied by simply putting
a few shavings or bite of dry paper on
the top of the WIXHI or cost, and first
lighting that. It immediately burets
into a blaze, because the air haa per
fectly free access to it from all sides,
the heated air forces its way in the
chimney, and establishes there an up
ward current. The match can then be
applied to the kindling under the fuel,
which will readily light, and, if dry,
bnrst into a brisk flame.
The Manufacture of Iron.
The antiquity of the manufacture of
iron on a large scale ia shown in an
article by Richard Mallett upon the
working of iron in India, where, ac
cording to this author, it had been car
ried on upon a scale so stupendous as
to rival the production of the largest
steam-hammer in Europe at the pres
ent day. Among other illustrations
mentioned is that of a wrought-iron
pillar at the principle gate of the an
oient mosque of the Rutub, near Delhi,
which ia as large as the screw shaft of
a first-class steamer. This is slightly
spindle-shaped, and is surmounted by
s capital of elaborate Indian design
carved by the chisel in the solid iron.
The entire length is about sixty feet.
Its diameter near the surfaoo is sixteen
it contains abont eighty cubic
feet of metal, and weighs upwards of
seventeen tons. Near its middle is an
inscription of sixteen lines in Sanscrit,
from which its age has been assigned
to the third or fourth century of the
Christian era.
Terms: 02.00 aIT oar, in Advance.
The English Hen** of HotkachlUs.
Nathan Mayer Bothschild. Mjn a
writer, far exceeded hia father or any
at liia brothers in commercial geuiua.
Hi* attention *u early called to En
gland aa an arena for action (be bad
not then become a partner!, and thither
he jonrueyed soon after reaching his
majority. He commenced hia career in
Manchester aa a money lender, with leaa
than SSOO, the cotton interest being
then in ita infancy there. Aa they eay
in Briteiu, he got on. At the etnl of
fire years he had sl,ooo,ooo—a rale of
interest on hia original capital which
ought to satisfy the archfiend of pawn
broker*—and with this sum he went to
London. Bo large were hie transac
tions in the metropolis that one of the
grandees of the eity, Levi Cohen, so
-1 acted him aa an eligible candidate for
the vacancy of eon-in-law. Cohen be
came alarmed after the anion on ac
count of Nathan's apparently desperate
speculations, Inhering th young man
moat aoon be rained. The letter calmed
the paternal apprehensions, saying,
" Yon have given me bnt one of yonr
daughters, when it would have been an
excellent stroke of business if yon had
given me all your daughters. Then
they would have died a great deal
richer than they will now."
Nathan speedily won hi# place in the
world's capital. His ventures in the
public funds always torned out luckily.
He was aa bold aa' astute, entering into
competition with the then immensely
powerful banking hones of Qoldsmiii,
slid undertaking what the Barings,
Couttsee, and Hopes lacked the nerve
to engage in. While ancient firms were
timid or tottering, he had hia first
transactions with the government
Wellington, while actively engaged on
the Peninsula, in IHIO, had made some
drafts which the Treasury could not
meet and which the banker, anticipa
ting the result of the struggle on the
Continent, purchased at a liberal dis
count renewed them to the govern
ment and finally redeemed them at
per. It was a capital operation in every
sense, bringing him into close and con
fidential relations with the ministry,
and vastly enlarging both hia opportu
nities and connections. The govern
ment employed him to transmit subsi
dies to the Continental powers, and he
faithfully performed the teak. He had
the advantage of the earliest and moat
trustworthy intelligence from Frank
fort, and was in a position to return it
in kind.
Before long all ordinary moans of
communication were insufficient for hia
rapidly growing enterprise, and he de
termined to use earner-pigeons and
fast sailing boats of hia own for the
transmission of new*. Reports in cipher
of all important events were tied under
the wings of the birds, wbieh were con
stantly arriving at the London offices,
while" hia agents were crossing the
Channel in the stormiest weather under
a perilous pressure of canvas. To this
day the mail-boats between Boulogne
and Folkestone follow the course mark
ed out by the London operator for his
own craft.
When the wonderful Coratean return
ed from Kibe, and all the armies out
aids of France marched with secret
dread against the one indomitable foe
who had beaten them oh etery field,
Rothschild once more traversed the
Channel He went to Belgium, and
even followed in the wake of Welling
ton's forces, that be might be among
the very first to know the result of the
coming collision. Ilia intense eager
ness induced him to expose himself to
the dangers of battle. He felt that the
fate of Napoleon and the florins of the
Rothschild* depended upon Waterloo;
but to him the cause of universal hu
manity and freedom would not have
borne the weight of a feather against
the golden gams of hia fortune-bloated
house. He kept so close to the British
commander-in-chief on the memorable
18th of June that the Iron Duke, who
did not know him, fancied him to be s
spy or an asaaaatn, and swore, with one
of his superabundant oaths, that he
would hang that skulking fellow if ha
did not clear out
AU day long Nathan Rothschild sat
on hia horse on the hill of Bougoumont,
and with his glass to his eye anxiously
watched the deadly struggle of the na
tions. Until the snn was low in the
west the plain waa buried in powder
amoke. When the cloud had lifted the
French army was seen in fall retreat.
The greatest soldier of all time, hag
gard, defeated, desperate, having failed
with a single regiment of the Old
Guard and a few piece* of broken can
non to make a rallying-point for the de
moralised fugitives, waa borne away by
Soult from the disastrous field where he
had wished hia life to end with his history.
Rothschild took in the situation at
once. True to hi> instincts, he aaw in
the awfnl carnage only the shimmer of
his gold. Chance had overcome the
most heroic valor, the most stubborn
resistance, the best-laid plana, and
onoe more declared in the Hebrew's
fsvor. He dashed into Brnssela, whence
a carriage in waiting whirled lum to
Oatend. At dawn he stood on the
Belgian coast, against which the sea
waa madly breaking. He offered five,
six, eight, ten hundred francs to be
carried over to England. The mariners
feared the atorrn ; but a bolder fisher
man, npon promise of twenty-five hun
dred francs, undertook the haxardona
voyage. Before sunset Rothschild
landed at Dover, and engaging the
swiftest horses, rode with the wind to
London. What a superb special corre
spondent he wonld make.
The merchants and bankers were de
jected : the funds were depressed ; a
dense fog hnng over the city ; English
souls had annk into their pocket*. On
the morning of the 20th the canning
and grasping Nathan appeared at the
Btook Exchange, an embodiment of
gloom. Ho mentioned, confidentially
of conrae, to hia familiars that Blncher
at the head of hia vast array of veterans
had been defeated by Napoleon at
Ligny on the 16th and 17th, and there
oottld be no hope for Wellington with
hia comparatively small ana undis
ciplined force. This was half true, and,
like all half truth, was particularly cal
culated to deceive. * Rothschild was a
leader among trading renarda. His
doleful whisper spread as the plague,
poisoning faith everywhere. The funds
tumbled like an aerolite. Public and
private credit wilted before the simoom
of calamitous report. It was Black
Friday anticipated in Lombard street.
Rothschild bought through his secret
agents all the consols, bills, and notes
he could raise money for. Not before
the afternoon of the 21§t—nearly forty
eight hours after the battle-did the news
of Wellington's victory ret ch London
through the regular channels. Roths
child was at the Exchange half an hour
lief ore the glad tidings were made pub
lic, and imparted them to a crowd of
greedy listeners. The Bourse was
buoyant. Everything went up more
rapidly than it had gone down. Eng
land was happy, as well she might be ;
for she had stumbled into the greatest
triumph in her history.
After Waterloo Nathan Rothschild
was more lucky and prosperous than
ever. The gift of Midas seemed to be
his. Even his injudicious investments
sometimes swelled his already plethorio
purse. He sold out his part in the
English loan of 1819 and the French
loan of 1823 before they went below
par. Foreign loana were first popular
ised in England by him by fixing the
ritt ia starling, sr-d nuking the divi
dends payable in London instead of to
Continental capitals. His bouse be
came era long the financial ngeat of nil
the government of Europe, and the
buainena of the London firm extended
to every quarter of the globe.
Nathan wan aa minute aa he van com
prehensive. Reaching out to the far
Kent and the remote Went for increase
of income, he doted on the moat dimin
utive details Prineely in bis entertain
ments, he van penurious to the iaat de
gree in dealing with subordinates and
employee. While he was investing mil
lions be wonld dispute s bill for a
shilling, and keep overworked clerks on
the verge of starvation. Lavish for his
vanity,lie waa a niggard at heart. He
recognised nothing bat percentage; and
be is reported to have calculated to a
penny the eoet of his marriage months
bet ore he proposed to the daughter of
Cohen,
He wss not happy even in the midst
of his overflowing coffer*. Naturally
enough, he had number Usa cnemiea.
In his later years be suffered from con
stant dread of assassination. He was
always receiving threatening letters, de
claring that hu life depended on his
sending certain soma of money to cer
tain addresses. He scented murder in
every breeze, suspected poison in every
cup," In sleep, be had nightmare vis
ions >f crouching things; in waking
hoars, he started at every unexpected
noise.
One morning two strangers vers an
notiueed aa baring important business
with tb Imnker, and they wen shown
into his private oflee, Ha bowed to
then, and inquired the nature of their
negotiation. They bowed and said
nothing, bat advanced toward him,
throating their fingers nervously into
their pocket*. Rothschild'# alarm waa
excited at once. They moat be seareh
ing for concealed weapona ; their beard
ed faces made H clear to hie frightened
fancy that they were homicidal ruffian*.
He retreated in terror babind a large
deek, eeixed a ponderous ledger, horled
it at their heads, and acreemod " Har
der !" at the top of hit voice. k email
army of clerks poured into the room,
and laid violent hands on the stran-
Ei. who proved to be wealthy Polish
ken bringing iettrnof introduction
to the i physically timid i lkm of loan*.
Embarrassed byhu auriferoualy august
jm-acnce—what ia there in a breath
ing money-bag capable of inspiring
awe?—4bey forgot their speech and
their common coolness of conduct
They were nearly aa much terrified aa
the renowned Israelite ; and as it was
their initial visit to England, they im
agined that all foreigners were deemed
robbers and desperadoes until the con
trary waa established.
The wretchedly rich Nathan never
went out alone after dark,n*ver entered
an unligbted room, had servants within
call of his bed-chamber, slept with
loaded pistols under his pillow.
A fellow -Frankiorter, dining srith
l>iy> one everting, and observing the lux
urv of his booaehold, remarked, " lon
must he happy, baton, with the power
to gratify every wish."
•• Happy, indeed I" waa the response.
"Do you think it happiness to be
haunted always by a dread of murder,
to have vowr appetite for breakfast
sharpened" bv a threat to slab yon to the
heart unless you inclose a thousand
guineas to some unknown villain V
On one oocagjos, when the great fi
nancier had been to an evening party,
and had gotten into his carriage to go
home, a friend, wishing to make an ap
pointment, stepped out to speak to him.
The timorous banker mistook his fa
miliar greeting for s highwayman, and
thrust a pistol out of the carriage win
dow, with his fsvorite cry of " Mur
der!" before be could be acquainted
with the situation.
Aa Rothschild grew richer and elder
his fears increased. He became almost
a monomaniac on the subject of assassi
nation, and many of his relatives
thoughthim in serious danger of insan
ity through his constant apprehensions
Most of the menacing messages were
unquestionably sent him by nis ene
mies, with whom he was plentifully
supplied. Oonseious of his weakness,
they revenged themselves upon him by
inspiring him with baseless terrors. He
was repeatedly told so, but he oonld not
be induced to believe that he did not
dwell in an atmosphere of poisons,
poniards, and pistols.
A good example of his manner of
doing business was shown in 1831. It
is a familiar fact that the supply of
quicksilver baa always been limited, and
at that time waa mainly furnished from
the Spanish mines of Almaden and the
IllTrian mines of Idria. The former
had yielded richly for centuries, but the
Napoleonic wars* withdrew labor from
them, and so interferred srith their
product as to diminish very seriously j
the revenues of the Spanish crown.
The kingdom required a loan, and re
course was hsd to Nsthso, who agreed
to furnish the money, provided he
should have as security the Almaden
mine* for a given number of years.
They were duly made ever to him and
his house, end"the price of quicksilver
was immediately advanced one hundred
per cent. The trade, amaaed and an
gered, sent to Idria for the necessary
metal, only to discover that the Roths
childs had been before, had obtained
possession of those mines, and fixed the
rats there also.
Public opinion and the proas con
demned the firm severely for the united
monopoly and extortion; but as its
members realised $5,000,000 or $8,000,-
000 by the transaction, any laceration
their feeling* might have undergone
was hastily healed.
James Rothschild, chief of the Paris
branch, having married his niece, the
daughter of ISolomon, and Anselm, the
head of the Frankfort house, having
married his cousin, Nathan's eldest
daughter, Nathan conceived the idea of
l'r|nt suiting the name and (power of
the house by such consanguineous con
nections—common from the earliest
time with Hebrew families. With this
view he called in 1836 a congress of the
members of the household st Frank
fort to oonsiderthe momentous question.
They all favored it, and as an introduc
tion'to the settled connubial policy,
Nathan's eldest son, Lionel, was united
to his oonsin Charlotte, the eldest
daughter of Charles Rothschild.
Nathan was overjoyed at the adoption
of his matrimonial system: but on the
very day of the nuptials, June 15, he
fell alarmingly ill—he was suffering
from a carbuncle when he quitted Lon
don—and died in less than aix weeks,
in the fifty-ninth year of his age. His
mind wandered at the close. He im
agined, as had been his habit, that he
was hunted, for his life; and the last
words he is reported to have uttered
were, i* He is trying to kill me I" and
" Quick, quick ! give me the gold !"
Recent startling discoveries in Wash
ing, Louisville, Baltimore, and other
cities make it evident that the crime of
disinterring dead bodies and selling
them to physicians is much more com
mon than has been generally supposed.
Unless the criminals when arrested are
severely dealt with, it will be difficult
to stop the practice.
What was intended to be a mock
marriage at a Fond da Lac evening
party has been found to be a legal one,
and tbe fnnny pair find themselves com
pelled to make the beet of it
The Hey*.
The tired mother, when night-fall
1 comae, can not help drawing a long
nigh at the sight of her boys' torn jack
ets and trowsers ; and her aching head
may whirl as with ghwAtl shouts they
i coma trooping into the room in rough
and-tumble fashion. But with tost
loving tenderness does she not onl;
endure all their noise, but sympathi*
in their sports, if she be a true mother
Somewhat such feelings as these whic)
are put into verse she bears in her
heart :
•• ■ Boy* wtll be boy*'- tout not fat tag!
Ah. eonfei • tear shout as
This thought how **ry woe our toy*
WUtlssra todo wtthowi as!
! * How scwia bet <*o so 4 dsap-vaiosd mm
Will grsraly mil us • Mother i
i Or wa b* stratdUag ®p heem
From On. world u> to* thr!
I •'Nw*c*atir wa shoold etdds the *<•,
And shoo night qnollo the atto
huu-h in hot tovtag thoughts and JWW
! While maediag pants and JsetetJ
Items of latersst.
The Governor of
claims that the State paid #1,804,07170
of its debt daring the peat year.
A Mod tens man haa been exiled from
the Territory under pain of pitch al
plumage, for the crime of marrying a
China woman.
Hens wool work in Nevada without
sufficient inducement, and hence trav
elers have to pay a dollar and a half for
two eggs out there.
A woman living near Altoona recent
ly entered a stable attached to the
bonae in which aha lived, when • bone
caught her by the nose and bit it oft
The Rothschilds am worth about am
thousand millions of dollars, as a firm,
twelve of them, including their indi
vidual fortunes. They wed not cry for
gnat church festivals oocurred
during the month of December. St.
Thomas, 21st; Christmas, 25th; 8t
Stephen, 28th; and Holy Innocents,
28th. s|
u. ft Commiaeto- Douglass aa-
Dounoes that the Ir tcrna* tnmm re
ceipts during October and November
were red need nearly #4,000/4* l by the
Mrs. Lney Tenssy wse murdered la
her bed, in "(Jrtftou, Maine, by bar hue
band. Moaea Tenner, a blind pauper,
eighty year* of age, wbo is now under
MYttrtn
There Is s young man ia Saginaw,
Mich, who was stoles taken among
the Indians when an infant, and lately
escaped after twenty-six jsaisof sav
age life.
If yon want to mahe a good boy bad
or a' bad boy worse, nag, snub, and
rough him. Dont speak gently to the
erring child if you would have lum keep
on erring.
The Howard Association of Memphis
has struck s balance sheet, and finds
itself the possessor of #3S,OWL which it
has decided to bold in reserve for future
emergencies.
The London Titles estimates that
71,000,000 bushel* of wheat will be re
quired from this country to supply the
markets of Europe uatfl the crop of
1874 is harvested.
A gentleman writing a lattar ocmclod
ed it as follows : *' Give Everybody's
love to Everybody, so that Nobody may
be aggrieved by Anybody being for
gotten by Somebody."
Say* the Atehiaon Globe : " While
the soldier* were digging up the dead
at old Fort Kearney, a few day* sines,
one coffin was taken up that waa liter
ally filled with snakes.
It is said that the late Prof. Agassis,
having authority to name his own sue
oassor aa President of the school at
Penikese, selected his sou, Alexander
Agassis, for the potiuon. B ia also
announced that Mi*. Agsmm wiß pub
lish soon the biogruphy of bar Into
husband, which ahebegau several yearn
•go.
We do not expect to dissuade people
from kindling their fires with the dan
gerous sid of kerosene, though we have
probably printed accounts of from 40,-
000 to 50,000 accidents, more or lee#
total, the result of this incuutfeus ex
pedient It may do no harm, however,
to mention that a woman in Fort Wayne,
Ind., wbo, a week or two ago, bed a pair
©f beautiful arms, ia now totally want
ing in these useful limbs. Amputated,
both of them ; and all because of kind
ling with kerosene t
NO. 2.
Old D*via, of Oatfpee—the weU
kaown shingle and clapboard autocrat
of thirty year* ago—had a dog named
Watch. The dog had beoqme old and
a nuisance. Davis had threatened of
ten to kill the brnto, and had a* often
relented. _
One dav Sim Brown, the Concord
peddler, drove op to Darin' store, bat
Dams wanted to hay nothing.
•' Can't I sell yon a dock f I*va got
'em assdbeep a* dirt, and Rial good
ones."
" I bavn't got the money.**
" Drat the money 1 I'" take a fair
exchange of anything.**
Davis scratched hi* bead, whereat
Brown oontiiraad :
"Come, well have a bade somehow.
You've got to have one of my docks.
What have yon got to exchange for itf*
"I've got nothing but a watch,"
•* Eh?—a watch r* cried the peddler,
brightening up. "What kind of a
Wftida f**
" Taint, of course, a very good one,
or I wouldnt want to trade it olt"
" What kind o" caaea ?"
"I can't say much for theTeaaea, bat
the inaidee u in good order, and it
runa well. It'll let yon know whan
foedin' time comes, sartain."
" How'll yon trader
"Til give yon my watch for one of
yoor docks, and call it a bargain with
out any ' if*' or 'aads.*"
" Donecried Brown, and he se
lected * steeple-topped Connecticut
dock ami brought it into the store.
".There'* yonr dock. Now, where'*
your watch ?"
Davis went to the door and whistled,
and called:
" Watch I Watch ! Here, old fellow,
you're wanted !"
The dog came in with a bound.
"That's the watch. Brown. Youll
find his in'ards perfect, and he can run
like Sancho, ana when it comes meal
time, if he don't let you know it, I'm
mistaken in him."
The peddler gasped and staggered,
and be said something not quite proper
to eers polite; but he dia not back
down. He only said, as ho hitched the
dog to the axle-tree of Jhi* wagon and
prepared to drive off: ■
"Somebody'll pay me for that dock
before night. v '
And I opine that there are hundreds
of people to-day in that section of New
Hampshire, who have a firm belief that
they helped to pay old Brown for that
dock.
Rapidity of Thought in Dreaming,
A very remarkable cireumetance, and
an important point in analogy, is to be
found in the extreme rapidity with
which the mental operations are per
formed, or rather with which the nude
rial changes on which ideas depend are
excited in the hemispherical ganglia.
It would appear as if a wholo series of
acta, that would really occupy a long
space of time, pass ideally through the
mind in an instant. We have in dreams
no true perception of the lapse of time
—a strange property of mind—for if
such be also its property when entered
into the eternal, disembodied state,
time will appear to us eternity. The
relations of space, as well sa those, are
annihilated, so that while almost an
eternity is compressed into a moment,
infinite space is traversed more swiftly
than by real thought. There we nu
merous illustrations of this principle on
record.
A gentleman dreame&that he had en
listed as a soldier, deserted his regi
ment, was apprehended, carried back,
tried, condemned to be shot, and at last
led out for execution. After the usual
preparations a gun was fired : he awoke
with the report, and found that a noise
in the next room had at the same mo
ment produced the dream and awak
ened him.
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A Watch Tr4e.