The globe. (Huntingdon, Pa.) 1856-1877, March 27, 1861, Image 1

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WATCH ! MOTHER
Mother I watch the little feet
Climbing o'er the garden well,
Mounding through the buoy street,
Ranging cellar, shed and hall;
Never count the moments lost,
Never mind the time it cost;
Little feet witc go astray,
a (luta them, mother! while you may
klothorl watch the littin.hand
Picking berries by the way,
finking houses in the vend,
Tossing up the fragrant hay;
Never dare the question ask,
"Why to me this heavy task?"
these same little hands may prove
Uessongere or light and love.
3.tother I watch the little touguo
Prattling eloquent and wild;
What le said and what!. snug
By the happy, Joyous child;
Catch the word mhlle yet unspokin;
Stop the vow• while yet unbroken;
Wide same tongue may yet proclaim
Blessings in the Savior's flume.
tother! watch that little heart,
Mating soft end warm for you;
'holesome lessons now impart;
Keep, oh l keep that young heart true;
Extricating every weed,
Soling good and precious seed;
Harvest rich you then may see,
Ripening for eternity.
The Reward of Courtesy.
A few years ago, on a radiant spring
:Afternoon, two men, who, from their
'conversation, appeared to be foreign
ors, stopped before the gate of one of
our large work-shops in Philadelphia,
for the manufacture of locomotive en
gines. Entering a small office, the el
der of the two men inquired of the su
perintendent in attendance, if he would
permit them to inspect the works.
"You can pass in and look about, if
you want;" said the superintendent,
vexed apparently at being interrupted
in the perusal of his newspapers. He
then scanned the two strangers More
closely. They were respectably but
plainly clad, and evidently made no
pretensions to official- dignity of any
kind.
" Is there any one who can show us
over the establishment and explain
matters to us?" asked Mr. Wolfe, the
elder of the strangers.
" You must pick you own way, gen
tlemen," replied the superintendnt,
" we are all too busy to attend to every
_party that conics along. I'll thank
you not to interrupt the workmen by
asking them questions."
It was • not so much the matter, as
the manner of his reply, that was of
fensive to Mr. Wolfe and his compan
ion. It was spoken with a l / 4 6ertain offi
cial assumption of superiority, mingled
with contempt for the visitors, indica
ting a haughty and. selfish temper - on
on- the part of the speaker.
" I think we will not trouble you,"
said Mr. Wolfe, bowing; and taking
his companion's arni they passed out.
" If there is anything I dislike, it is
incivility," said Mr. Wolfe, when they
were in the street. "I do not blame
the man for not wishing to show us
over his establishment; he is no doubt
annoyed and interrupted by many
heedless visitors ; but be might have
dismissed us with courtesy. Ho might
have sent us away better content with
a gracious refusal, than with an un
aracious consent."
"Perhaps we shall have better luck
here," said the other stranger,. and
they stopped before another work-shop
of a similar kind. They were received
by a brisk little man, the head clerk,
apparently, who, in reply to their re
quest to be shown over the establish
ment, answered, " Oh, yes ! come with
me, gentlemen. This way." So say
ing, he hurried them slowg the area
strewed with iron bars, and fragments
of old cylinders, into the principal
work-shop.
Here, without stopping to explain
auy ono thing, he led the strangers
along with the evident intention of get
ting rid of them as soon as possible.—
When they paused where the work
men were riveting the external cast
ings of a boiler, the clerklooked at his
watch, tapped his right foot against an
iron tube, and showed other signs of im
patience. Whereupon Mr. Wolfe re
marked, "We will not detain you lon
„er, sir,” and with his friend took leave.
" This is -au improvement on the
other," said Mr. Wolfe, " but all the
civility he has is on the surface ; it does
not come from the heart. We must
look further."
The strangers walked on for nearly
half a mile in silence, when one of them
pointed to a picture of a Ipcomotive
engine with a train of cars underneath.
It overtopped a small building-, not
more than ten feet in height commu
nicating with a yard and work-shop,
Look," said the observer " here is a
machinist whose name is not on our
list. Probably it was thought to small
a concern for our purposes," said his
companion, "Nevertheless let us try
it," said Mr. Wolfe.
They entered, and found at the desk
a middle-aged man, whose somewhat
grimmy aspect and apron round his
waist showed that he divided his labors
between the workshop and counting
room.
",We want to look over your works,
if you have no objection."
.` It will give me great pleasure to
show you all. that is to be seen," Said
the mechanic, with a pleased alacrity,
ringing a bell, and telling a boy who
entered to take charge of the office.
He then led the way, and explained
to the strangers the whole process of
constructing a locomotive engine. • He
showed them how the various parts of
the machinery were manufactured,
and patiently answered all the ques
tions. He told them of an improve,d
mode of tubing boilers, by which the
power of generating steam was in
creased, and showing With what care
he provided for security from bursting.
Two hours eased rapidly away.—
The strangers were delighted with the
intelligence displayed by the mechanic,
EMI
WILLIAM LEWIS, Editor and Proprietor
VOL, XVE
and with his frank attentive unsuspi
cious manners. litre is a man who
loves his profession so well, that he
takes pleasure in explaining its myste
ries to all who can understand them,"
thought Mr. Wolfe.
"I am afraid we have given you a
deal of trouble," said the other stran
ger.
" Indeed gentlemen, I have enjoyed
your visit," said the mechanic, " and
shall he glad to see you again."
" Perhaps you may," said Mr. Wolfe,
and the strangers departed.
Five months afterwards, as the me
chanic, whose means were quite limited,
sat in his office, meditating how hard
it was to get business by the side of
such large establishments as were his
competitors, the two strangers entered.
He gave them a hearty welcome, han
ded chairs, and sat down.
"We come," said Mr. Wolfe, " with
a proposition to you from the Emperor
of Russia."
"From the Emperor ? Impossible :'
" Hero are our credentials."
" But, gentlemen," saicl the now ag
tated meaanie," what does this mean:
How have I earned such an honor?'
"Simply by your straightforward
courtesy and frankness, combined with
professional intelligence," said Mr.
Wolfe. " Because we were strangers,
you did not think necessary to treat
us with distrust or coldness. You saw
we were in earnest in acquainting our
selves with your works, and did not
ask us, before extending to us your
civilities, what letters of introduction
we brought. You measured us by the
spirit we showed, and not by the dig
nities we could have exhibited.
The mechanic visted St. Petersburg,
and soon afterwards moved his whole
establishment there. He had imperial
orders for as many locomotive engines
as be could construct. lie has lately
returned to his own country„ and is
still receiving large returns from his
Russian work-shop. And all this pros
perity grew out of his unselfish civility
to two strangers, one of whom was '
the
secret agent of the Czar of Russia.
Mrs. Hazel Makes Bargains.
The following Toodle-ish rigmarole,
by Mrs. George Washington Wyllis,
in *" Life Illustrated," is a very good
imitation of Douglas Jerrold's Caudle
Lectures:
There-I've blistered . the soles of
my feet, besides wearing a hole right
through these gaiters. Somebody has
stolen my parasol, too, or else I've '
laid it down somewhere and forgotten '
it, If Mr. HazeLtunweciateiLiii
trotible I take to save - a -- cent or _two
for him, it would be some comfort.—
What's the use of being economical in
this world? Is that you in the ball,
Hazel? Do come - in here and see
what a bargain I've got to day.—
Twenty yards of merino at fifty cents
a yard, and only this little hole in the
middle of every fold. I got it cheap,
you see,.because it's damaged. What
do I want of merino this hot summer
weather? Well, I suppose winter's
coining some day, isn't it? and it will
be the very thing then. You wish I
wouldn't spend my time running about
after things that are cheap, when
there's so much to do at home ? Now,
if I didn't know how unreasonable you
are Hazel, I should take offense, at
that very unkind speech of yours.—
However, I've got something here that
will please even you. Didn't you say
somethinw 's
about wanting a new straw
hat, last night? Here's the very
thing—and only a dollar. What's the
matter with the. brim, did you ask ?
Now, Hazel, don't give it such a twitch
—it's only ravelled 'out a little, or I
should never have got it at that price.
You won't wear such a scarecrow ?
Of course not. That's right—break
your poor wife's heart, when she tries
so hard to economise for you. You'd
a great deal rather I'd mend your coat
for you ? Hazel, you don't mean to
tell me that you've. worn through that
coat already—that beautiful cloth that
I got so cheap ? You guess it was one
of my cheap bargains ! Hazel, I have
almost a mind ,to declare that I never
will try to save money for you again.
Well, Bridget, what's the news in
the kitchen ? The baby has crawled
against the bars of the range and
burned " himself. Mercy upon us !
Bridget, how can you be so careless ?
The cat has knocked the tray down,
with all the best china upon it, and
some beggar has contrived to get in
and steal two of the silver spoons !
Mr. Hazel's new Marseilles vest scorch
ed to a cinder in ironing—the' preserves
moulded, so that you had to throw
them away, he pies and cakes forgot
ten in the oven—the refrigerator out
of order—there. Bridget, dont tell
me anything more, unless you want
to have me go crazy at once.
What. are you smiling for, Hazel ?
I don't see anything to laugh at. You
would have liked to know how much
' I have saved in my bargains to-day?
Well, let me see—twenty yards meri
no—wet muslins—hat, Seven dollars
at least—and I hope you appreciate
all the trouble I have taken. It's what
I call a pretty good day's work—don't
you? Oh, certainly you do—only
since the damage in the - kitchen can't
be less than forty dollars, and forty is
greater than seven by just thirty-three,
you think I would find it more eco
nomical in the long run to stay at
home, and mind your own business.—
Oh ! Hazel, Hazel ! that's just the view
a man takes of things—as though I
were to blame for all these accidents.
Well, I suppose it is the duty of us
poor women to suffer and be silent.
But I must say it is sharper than any
serpent's tooth I ever saw, to have a
thankless husband.
ire - Life is a beautiful night, in
which, as some stars go clown, others
rise.
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, 11
A Gold Watch in a Rag Bag.
A lady in the vicinity of Bridgeport,
Conn., was in the habit of putting out
shirts to make for a large clothing es
tablishment, to a number of women in
the neighborhood. In the cutting of
these, there were a great many little
odds and ends of cloth left over—pie
ces too small to be of use, and the
first thought was, of course, to toss
them into the fire. "No,"she reflected,
" I will save them as they accumulate,
and perhaps I may get enough to ex
change with the tiuman for some kitch
en article or other." So she let them
lie, housewife like, and in a few weeks
there was quite a pile.
One day a neighbor came in, and on
hearing of the destination of the scraps,
advised that they should be sent to
the paper mill, at some little distance.
" They will give you three or four
cents a pound for them," said he, " and
that is better than exchanging them
for tin."
She asked her husband's advice.—
To hint a few rags more or less seemed
a trivial affair.
Do as you like," said he, laughing
ly, "you may have all the money you
can make, out of the rags."
She took him at his word, and in
two or three months, some half a doz
en barrels of rags were sent by some
one who was going in the direction of
the paper mill. To her surprise and
pleasure, a new rustling, five dollar
bill came back.
Again the impulse to spend it for
some little ornament was checked.
" No," she resolved ; " all my rag mon
ey shall go into the savings bank."
And into the savings bank it went,
accordingly. Years rolled by—more
rags were saved and sold—interest
and principle accumulated. At length
an unusual opportunity presented it
self for the purchase of a beautiful
gold watch. Forty dollars was the
price.
" I will not ask my husband to
withdraw any necessary funds from
his business," she thought, " but now
is the time to make •my rag money
useful!"
The gold watch was purchased—lit
erally with rags !
Yet this was not the end of it. The
bank fund, of which the bundle of rags
was the origin, now amounts to over
twenty-jive hundred dollars.
" I do not know how it has accumu
lated," said the lady to us. " A few
cuttings and scraps laid aside when
over 1 cut out shirts—a few dollars
carried to the bank when I went to
the- city—ctJi We interest, d
ro 11 - 11nTrt 0 time--it nas grown up,
almost withmit a thought. or care on
my part.
Graphic Picture of a Sleigh-Ride.
The following graphic and glowing
account of a country sleigh-ride we
rind in an exchange, uncredited; but
whoever the author may be, we are
confident " be has been there and
spent the evening :"
"What jleasure in a night sleigh•
ride! Good gracious! Six steaming,
spanking horses and a driver as furry
as a bear, his nose just visible above
the dasher. Two or three dozen mer
ry girls and boys, muffled to their eyes,
stowed away with the hot bricks nu
der the butlidoes. The amicable fight
of pairs of lovers for the completed
basket seat," where are no curious
eyes to overlook She young man who,
tying his' lady-love's tippet under her
chin, tics his heart with it; or tucking
the buffalo robe closer about her shoul
ders, forgets to remove his arm after
the operation. What pleasure, with
the warm blood tingling his cheeks,
beneath eyes that flash like diamonds;
what pleasure, when snow-powdered
trees, fences and houses fly past like
magic to the merry sound of musical
bells—spelt with and without an e.—
What pleasure,ivhen the country inn
is reached, where your supper was
bespoke the day before, and rolling
out of your manifold wrappers, you
lift to your lips, foaming glasses of hot
mulled wine !' Whitt pleasure, when
we gather round the table, laughing
at each other's rosy faces, and discuss
oysters and fowl, and more ' mulled
wine,' till bones and empty glasses
alone remain; and the waiter having
cleared away the table, we have a
good old-fashioned ' blind man's buff,'
or an unceremonious dance in our com
fortable winter dresses ! What pleas
ure, when, after being deliciously
warmed and fed, wo piled into the
sleigh again , nestling close to the one
we like best, and telling the driver to
go the longest way home, look up at
the stars that never gleamed so bright
ly, and defy fate over to make us shed
a tear for anything 1"
KISSING THE HANDSOMEST GIRLS.-
A distinguished candidate for an office
of high trust in a certain State, who is
"up to a thing or two," and has a
keen appreciation of live beauty, when
about to set off on an electioneering
tour recently said to his wife, who was
to accompany him for prudential rea
sons:
" My dear, inasmuch as this election
is complicated, and the canvass will
be close, I am anxious to leave nothing
undone that would promote my popu
larity, and so I have thought it would
be a good plan for me to kiss a number
of the handsomest girls in every place
where I may be honored with a public
reception. Don't you think it would
be a capital idea !"
" Capital !" exclaimed the devoted
wife, " and to make your election a
sure thing, while you are kissing the
handsomest girls, I will kiss an equal
number_ of the handsomest young
men 1"
The distinguished candidate, we be
lieve, has not since refered to this
pleasing means of popularity.
- PERSEVERE.-
Gorillas and Their Ferocity.
If Mr. Darwin's notion that the hu
man race may have developed from
the monkey tribes, had any scientific
basis, it would be a little humiliating
that other branches of the original
stock have attained a higher degree
of physical strength than has fidlen to
man. The gorillas are far more than
a match for when unassisted by
weapons.
Dr. Du Chaillu is probably the first
and only white man who has dared
to wage war with gorillas._ The apes
of Borneo and Sumatra are infants in
comparison with them. The fibr fhmed
chimpanzee is a great docile creature
which can never be named in the same
day with the gigantic savage of Cen
tral Africa. Think of it '.llhe goril
la is over six feet in height, and three
feet between the shoulder blades. The
paw is that of a • giant—three times
the size, of a human hand. The finger
measures six inches in circumference
at the base.
.There is an immense
ridge running perpendicularly 'over
the cranium; this and the great jaws
are packed with muscle of prodigious
strength. The creature has huge arms,
altogether disproportioned to thebody.
It has black hair, and has a matted
lock on its head, which it has the pow
er of bringing over its face. It has al
most the sagacity of a man, and al
most the ferocity of a fiend. The male
is terribly pugbacious; the female al
ways flies. IThen they make their at
tack they beat their breasts with their
fists,• making a sound which can be
heard a mile. Their cry—which has
a terrific resemblance to the human
voice=can be heard three miles amid
the reverberations of the bills.
As they approach their adversary,
they endeavor to intimidate him. One
would think this was easily done. The
fearful sound, those frantic eyes, glar
ing with the intelligence and maligni
ty of a demon, were enough to shake
nerves not easily disturbed from their
equipoise. Our hero lost five or six
men in these strange engagements:=
Think of the tremendous strength that,
with one blow of the arm, could break
the ribs like pipe -stems, and tear out a
piece of the side; and that with a sin
gle movement of the jaw, could crush
the barrel of a gun as if it had been a
stick of candy! Another fact: there
are no lions in the beat of the gorilla:
Home.
What a halo of bright thoughts
cluster round our, hearts, as we dwell
our num , so many \pleasing recollec
tions of the past; calls forth our deep
est gratitue, for the blessings of the
present; and as we penetrate the fu
ture, the light from that one sweet
word, gilds the dark drapery of toil,
and care ; and we behold its benign
influence, weaving bright anticipations
of happiness, and forming a " silvery
lining' to the clouds of atliction, which
all must share, in a world where sick
ness, sorrow, and even death prevail.
To one who has never tasted the
sweets of kindred hearts, and home ;
the word may seem somewhat power
less; but accustomed to kind words,
welcome smiles, parental affection and
care, we linger musingly as we utter
the word; that, like the bee upon its
favorite flower, we may extract much
of its nectared sweets.
Home, sweet home ! ' Connected
with the pleasing picture, memory
brings to light, while musing on thy
charms; is a father's approving smile,
a mothers glance of affection, a broth
er's nobleness, and a sister's love.
Rome, happy home ! May thy pure
influences he ever around us, cheering
our hearts, as we journey-through this
vale of tears. Then will life's noon
daybebright; its evening tranquil; and
its sun will sot but to rise again, - more
bright, more beautiful ; and to shine
forever, in a heavenly home above.
Evil Company.
Sophronius, a wise teacher of the
people, did not allow his daughters,
even when they were grown up, to as
sociate with persons whose lives were
not moral and pure.
" Father," said the gentle little En
lalia ono day'when he had refused to
permit her to go, in company with her
brother, to visit the frivolous Lucinda,
"father, you must think that we are
very weak and childish, since you are
afraid it would he dangerous to us in
visiting 'Lucinda."
Without saying a word, the father
took a coal from-the hearth, and hand
ed it to his daughter. "It will not
burn you, my child," said ho "only
take it."
Eulalia took the coal, and beheld
her tender white hand black; and
without thinking, touched her white
dress and it was also blackened.
" See," said Eulalia, somewhat dis
pleased as she looked at her hands and
dress, " one cannot be too careful when
handling coals,"
" Yes, truly," said her father; "you
see, my child, that the coal, even
though it did not burn you, has never
theless blackened you! So is the com
pany of immoral persons."
LIFE AND D.E.A.Tn.—Life and death,
what awful words, yet how lightly
they drop from the lips. We utter
them as if we had not constantly be
fore us the solemn warning, "that in
the midst of life we are in death." We
wander along the highway of our mor
tal existence, either heedless or uncon
scious that we are pursued by a shad
ow which will go wherever we go.—
Wrapt up in ourselves, we adore the
present, regardless of the filet that, how
ever glittering it may appear to our
senses, it is wreathed in mists, that
spread disease, and pain, and death on
every side of us.
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LARCH 27, 1861.
The Landlord's Appreciation of Musk.
A gentleman and lady were travel
in Xichigan, and having missed
the stage, were compelled to take a
private conveyance from the town of
Sonderi to Thomastown. The lady
had with her a beautiful lap-dog,
which she carried in her lap on an
embroidered mat. During the ride
the husband discovered that he had no
handkerchief, when the lady lent him
her's, which was fashionably- scented
with musk. About half way between
the two towns the carriage broke down,
in the midst of a dark rain, and they
were obliged to take refuge in the
half - Way house—a " one horse" log
tavern, consisting of two rooms—a bar
room and lodging-room. The lady
laid her laid her lap-dog On its mat,
befbre the fire, and herself and hus
band took seats. In a short time the
gentleman had occasion to use his
handkerchief, and took it out, leaving
it on his knee when he got through
with it. In a few moments the land
lord opened the door, put his head in,
looked around, went out, came in,
gazed at the dog—his nostrils all the
time upturned in intense disgust. lie
finally appeared satisfied, went to the
outside door, opened it, came back
with a bound, seized the lap-dor , by
the tail, and hurled him howling
through the open door full ten rods e '
into the forest. The wife fainted; the
husband rose to his . feet, terribly en
raged, and wanted to know what he
did that for?
"'That's -my clog;" continued he fu
riously.
" Don't care a Cuss whose dog it is,"
said the man, gruffly and impetuously;
" I ain't going to have so much blas
ted smelling varmint that's been fight
ing with a skunk around my tavern.
The husband and wife vacated the
house instantly, and proceeded on
their way in the rain, with the frag
ments of their ill-used dog, who had
got into such " bad odor."
The Utility of Refuse Things.
The prussiate of potash is made in
large quantities in Cincinnati, from
the hoofs, and other refuse of slaugh
tered grunions.
Cow hair, taken from the hides in
tanneries, is employed for making
mortar, to give it a fibrous quality.
Sawdust is sold' for s'prinkling, the
floors of markets. It is also used for
packing ice for shipping.
The rags of old, warn-out shirting,
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paper upon which these lines are
printed.
Old ropes are converted into fine
note paper, and the waste paper itself;
which is picked up in the gutters, is
again re-converted, into broad, white
sheets, and thus does duty in revolving
stages.
The parings of skins and hides, and
the ears of cows, calves and sheep, are
carefully collected and converted into
glue.
The finer qualities of gelatine arc
made from ivory raspings—the bones
and tensions of animals.
Bones converted into charcoal by
roasting in retorts, are afterwards em
ployed for purifying the white sugar
with which we sweeten our coffee, &c.
The ammonia obtained from the dis
tillation of coal in making gas, is em
ployed for saturating °veldt 'and cud
bear, in making the beautiful lilac
colors that are dyed on silk and Oho
fine woollen goods.
The shavings of cedar wood, used
in making pencils, are distilled to ob
tain the otto of cedar wood.
Brass filings and old brass kettles
are remelted and employed to make
the brass work of printing presses and
pumps.
Old copper scraps are used in the
construction of splendid bronze chan
deliers, for illuminating our churches
and the mansions of the wealthy.
Old horse-shoe nails are employed
to make the famous steel and twist
barrels of fowling pieces.
"-LAKE THE BEST or "—A deter
mination to make the best of everything,
is a wonderful smoother of the difficul
ties which beset us in our passage
through this probationary scene. In
Peter Pindar's story of the "Pilgrim
and the Peas," two fellows upon whom
the penance, walking to a certain
shrine with peas in their shoes, had
been enjoined, are represented as hav
ing performed their tasks under very
different circumstances, and in very
different moods. One of them having
taken the precaution to softerrhis peas,
by boiling them, tripped lightly and
merrily over the ground ; the other,
who had not "gumption" enough to
turn his hard pellets into a poultice by
the same process, limped and howled
all the way. It is pretty much the
same in our pilgrimage through this
" vale of tears." The impatient and
imprudent travel on hard peas, the
prudent and sagacious make them
selves easy in their shoes, and run
cheerfully the race - that is sot before
them.
.tom Tom Hood mentions the case of
an old Jew, who had let a large sum of
money, and charged interest upon it
at nine per cent. instead of six, which
was the legal rate. The borrower re
monstrated, and at last asked the old
usurer if he did not believe in God,
and where be expected to go to when
he died ? " Ah," said the old Hebrew,
with a pleased twinkle in his eye, and
a grin, " I have thought of that too—
but
when God looks down upon the
figures from above, the 9 will appear
to him like a 6."
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KY - The'greatest and. noblest stand
against oppression, has over been tho
ink-stand.
TERMS, $1,50 a year in advance.
A PARAORAPH MAraptomm,.—Choos
ing, a wife is a perilous piece of busi
ness, Do you suppose there is nothing
of it but evening visits, boquets, and
popping the question ? My dear sim
ple young man, you ought not to be
trusted out by yourself alone I Take
care that you don't get the gilt China
article, that looks exceedingly pretty
on the mantel-piece until the gilt and
ornamented are all rubbed off, and
then is fit only for tho dust pile. A
wife should be selected on the same
principle as a calico gown. - Wight
colors and gay patterns are not always
the best economy. • Get something
that will wash and wear. Nothing
like the suns and showers of matrimo
ny to bleach out these deceptive ex
ternals. Don't choose the treasure by
gas-light, or in a parlor-sitting. Broad
day-light the best time—a kitchen the
most sensible place. Bear in mind,
sir, that the article once bargained for,
you can't exchange it if it don't suit.
If you buy a watch and it don't run as
you expected, you can send it to a
jeweler to be repaired; in case of a
wife, once paired, you can't re-pair.—
She may run in the wrong direction—
very well, sir, all that is lett for you is
to run after her, and an interesting
chase you will probably find it. If
you get a good wife, you will be the
happiest fellow alive;
if you get a bad
one, you may as well sell yourself.for
two and a sixpence, at once. Just as
well to consider' these things before
hand, young man !
.WD- About ten years ago, there lived
near Cincinnati a family by the name
of Stringer. The eldest son, Jake, was
a most eccentric genius. One day his
mother said :
"Jake, I want you to go to the
store',—half a mile distant—" and get
Inc, a quarter's worth of sugar and a
quarter's worth of soap."
Jake roused himself up, brushed the
whitlings from his lap, and started for
ward on his errand. He did not re
turn. Ten years passed by, and no
tidings were heard of the errand.—
Yesterday, as the family was sitting
down to their Thanksgiving dinner,
the door opened and in came a tall,
moustached, good-looking man, with
some bundles iu his hand. It was
Jake Stringer. All the family sprang
to their feet in astonishment; but the
mother and Jake were perfectly cool.
• " Mother," said Jake, " t here's your
sugar and soap.".
" Lay them on the table and eat
your dinner," said Mrs. Stringer ; "you
ought Ao.be,
11;Z. A cross-grained and surly man,
too crooked by nature to keep still,
went over to his neighbor, Mr. F
and nddessed him thus: That piece of
fence is mine and you shan't have
it."
"Why," replied Mr. F " you
must be mistaken, I think."
" No, no, it's mine, and I shall keep
t."
" Well," said F , "suppose we
leave it to any lawyer you shall choose."
" I won't leave it to any lawyer,"
said the other.
" Well," continued Mr. F
" shall we leave it to any four men in
the village that you shall select?"
" No ; I shall have the fence."
Not at all discomposed, Mr. F
said: "Well, neighbor, I shall leave it
to yourself to say to wom it does be
long—to you or to me."
Struck dumb by the appeal, the
wrothy man turned away, saying :
" I won't have anything to do with
a man that won't contend for his own
rights."
" Montsu."-0, word of undying
beauty. Thine echoes sound along the
walls of time until they crumble at the
breath of the Eternal. In all the
world there is not a habitable spot
where the music of that word is not
sounded. Ay, by the golden flower of
the river, by the crystal margin of the
rock, under the leafy shade of the for
est tree, in the hut built of the bamboo
cane, in the mud and thatched cottage
by the peaks of the kissing mountains,
in the widespread valley, on the blue
ocean, in the changeless desert, where
the angel came down to give the
parched lips the sweet waters of. the
wilderness; under the white tent of
the Arab, and in the dark covered
wigwam of the Indian hunter; wher
ever the pulses of the human heart
beat quick and warm, or float 'feebly
along the current of failing life, there
is that sweet word spoken, like a uni
versal prayer—" Mother."
DESCRIPTION OT LOVE—Love is like
the devil, because it torments; like
heaven, because it wraps the soul in
bliss; like salt, because it is refreshing;
like paper, because it often sets ono on
fire; like sugar, because it is sweet;
like a rope, because it is often the
death of a man; like a prison, because
it makes a man miserable; like wine,
because he is here to-day and gone to
morrow; like a woman, because there
is no getting rid of her; like a ship,
because it guides one to the wished-for
port; like a Will-o'the-Wisp, because it
often leads one into a bog; like a fierce
courser, because it often runs away
with ope , like the bite of a mad clog
or the kiss of a pretty woman, because
they both make a man run mad; like
a goose, because it is silly; like a rab
bit, because there is nothing like it.—
In a word, it is like a ghost, because
it is like everything and like nothing
—often talked about, but never seen,
touched nor understood.
tEr A story is told of a tavern-keep
er by the name of A. S. Camp. The
painter, in painting his sign, left out
the periods, so it read : Tavern kept
by A S CAMP.
.a r' Don't open your putse top hast
ily ur too wide—nor your mouth either
Shocking Tragedy in Florida.
A METHODIST PREACHER COMMITS sA
The occurrence of a bloody tragedy
in Sumpter county, Florida, on the
10th ult., hasbeen briefly noticed._ It ap
pears that Rev. Geo. Andrews, paster of
a Methodist church in the county, had'
seduced a young lady, a relative; resi
king at his house, and had also bru
tally beaten her, and ,fbr these acts
was summoned to appear at Sumpter
court house, on the day named, for
trial by the people. The Augusta
Chronicle says
For these misdeeds a summons was
issued for him to appear at the -court
house at Sumpterville, before the peo
ple, on Saturday, the 10th ultimo.—
Having heard of this' and of the par-'
ties who were to serve the summons,
Messrs. _McLendon and Lang, he pro.'
ceeded to the house of the former and
took dinner with the family. After
dinner they bent to the workshop.—
Andrews asked McLendon for the loan
of his horse to go to Adamsvalle, which
was granted. '.1.1e had in his possession
one double-barrel' gun, ono yauger ri
fle, two repeaters, and two beWie
knives.
NO. 40.
While the horse *as being caught; a
conversation arose about him (An
drews) being summoned before the
Regulators. .iii Thereupon Mr. Lang
said, " Yes, sir, and here is the sin*
mons for you." During the conversa
tion McLendon was mending a pair Of
shoes. Immediately' after Lang's an
swer, Andrews levelled his gun on Me-.
London, shot him in the side, andllilled
him instantly. Turning round quick-
ly, he levelled his gim to shoot Lang,
who knocked up the gun, and received
the whole load in the palm of his right
hand. Lang
then picked up Andrews'
gauger,- to shoot him (Andrews,) but
could not cock it on account of his
shattered hand, threw 'down the gun
and ran.. As be ran, Andrews • shot,
him through the left, wrist with a re
peater.
A Mr. Hyatt in the shop at the time,
picked up the yauger, ran' off about•
thirty yards and levelled it at Andrews,
but the latter was too quick, and shot
Hyatt with his repeater, grazing him
on the shoulder. Hyatt shot, but
missed. Hereupon Andrews took of-•
ter Lang, and pursued him about two
hundred yards. Not being able to
overtake him, he returned to the shdp;
reloaded his guns, and proceeded over
to Condray's, about one mile distant. •
At Condray's gate Andrews met Dr.
McHenry, whom he told he was tired.
and thirsty, and wanted a drink of 1171 i.:
ter; stepping inside the yard, and see
ing Mr. Condray talking to a negro
boy, he observed, " I have commenced
my work, and right hero I intend ,to
finish it." Whereupon he levelled his,
gun, and, shot Coudray through the
bowels, who only lived about four a
hours. . , •
Rev. Mr. Parker being present, seized
the murderer. from behind, and held.
him fhst until McMenry came to' his
assistance. As the doctor caught hold
of Andrews, the latter presented his
gun to the doctor's breast, who warded;
it off, and the load went into the groud.
He was then tied and confined until'
next morning, under strict guard.: •
-•- •
citizens assembled at Condray's house.: —
After due deliberation, he was sem:
tenced to be hanged, and about twelve
o'clock M., he was hanged accordingly .
—sixty or seventy citizens of the coun
ty signing his death-warrant. There
was not at a single dissenting voice on
the ground. The last words of this'
hardened wretch were, " I am only ,
sorry I did not kill three or four more.'''
Fearful Ride on a Looomolive.
" Howard," the correspondent of the
New York Times, who rode upon an
excursion train upon the Lake Shore
road, describes a ride. On the locomo
tive as follows :
Twenty-nine miles in thirty minutes!
Describe it? Impossible. I have al
ways noticed that enp•.,ineers were quiet,
dignified, sober people; and now I un4'
derstand it. 'I should regard a joking,
trifling engineer, as I would a jolly,
whistling undertaker. •
Describe my ride on the Huron !
Never ! The whistle. nearly blew my
ears off; the rushing air wore oat my .
oyes • the joggling of the engine as it_
leaped froth rail to rail all but broke
the end of my backbone off; my hat,
which was blown away in less than a
minute after We started, was caught
by the fireman in a miraculas manner;'
and every nerve in niy -body jumped;
squirmed and wired, as relentlessly the'
iron steed kept up to " ' • '
Note the head of a luckless hen was
neatly taken off; then two Hibernian'
gentlemen; who were quietly smoking •
by the road-side, were apparently ,
frightened out of their wits, and before.
they had recovered them, we had
rushed frantically, fearfully by a eta-'
tiOn, in such close proximity to &freight •
train that I held my breath and trem
bled lest the next second should be my'
last. I had no idea before of the man
ner in which an engine "jumps," but
Ido now. While we were going at
this terrific speed, -while the . mileposts
succeeded each other so swiftly that
they seemed like fence stakes, • and.
while the various growths of • wheat ;
oats, potatoes, and corn looked as if
they were planted in a heap, the en
gine would jump, leap, skip, and roll,
like a frightened horse, and in a "dread
ful unsartin" manner. After a little I -
became used to • the unnatural rush
with which we going, and 4 lfad more
leisure to *etch the engineer. •
He was as calm as a May morning.
He pulled a rod and an unearthly
scream was hoard. - He pushed anoth
er.one, and• the speed, already like that
of the arrow's dart, became that of the'
lightning's flash, All was under his
control, and I could • but admire his
coolness, the firmness of purpose and
quickness of execution which he un-'
consciously exhibited. No wonder
that he is a quiet, uncommunicative
person; he deals with facts, between
which and unrevealed horror there is
but a hand's breadth, and coining at
any moment can only be' warded off
or remedied by his skill. I was glad,
and yet sorry, when the twenty-nine.
miles were finished; glad because phys-•
!cagy I was about used up, sorry be
cause I was mentally fascinated and
charmed by the novel sensations ex
perienced during the ride. •
Du- Say less than you think, rather
than think only half what you say.
DOUBLE MURDER.