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A BIRTHDAY-and now a day that rose With much of hope, with meaning rife— A. thoughtful day from dawn to close ; The middle day of human life. In eloping fields, on narrow plains The sweep were teeduig ou their knees, As we went through the winding lanes, Strewed with red buds of alder trees. So warm the day its influence lent To flagging thought a stronger wing; So utterly was winter spent. So sudden was the birth of spring, Wild crocus flowers in copse and hedge— In sunlight, clustering thick below, Sighed for the firwood's shaded ledge, Where sparkled yet a line of snow. And crowded snow drops faintly hung Their fair beads over for the heat, While in still air all branches flung Their shadowy doubles at our feet. And through the hedge the sunbeams crept, Dropped through the maple and the birch And, lost in airy distance, slept On the broad tower of Tamworth Church. Then, lingering on the downward way, A little space we resting stood, To watch the golden haz • that lay Adown that river by the wood. A distance vague, the bloom of sleep The constant sun had lent the scena A veiling charm on dingles deep Lay soft those pastoral hills between. There are some days that die not out, Nor alter by reflection's power, Whose converse calm, whose worlds devout, Forever rest the spirit's dower. And there are days when drops a rail— A mist upon the distant past, And while we say to peace, "All hail !" We hope that always it shall last. Time when the troubles of the heart Are h ushed—as winds were hushed that day— And budding hopes begin to start, Like those green hedge rows on our way. When all within and all around, When hues on that sweet landscape blend, And Nature's hands has made to sound The heartstrings that her touch attend. When there are rays within, like those That streamed through maple and thro' birch, And rested in such calm repose On the broad tower of Tamworth Church. ghe ffitorg-gtlier. AL ; -OR,- MURDER WILL. OUT, OT McPherson's hero of that 1 , „5 name, but Thomas Camp-bell's , g 4 Fingal—or, rather, he who was Thomas Campbell. Fingal was a dog, an excellentone; professionally, the best in the neighborhood. At an early age, in obedience to instincts descended through a long line of collies, he comu en ced the duties of shepherd's assistant in the service of his friend and master, then chief shepherd on the broad acres of the Duke of Athol. For five years, dating from the opening of our story, he had dis charged the duties of his office with dog like fidelity, and greatly more than even a colly's intelligence. A large, strong brute was Fingal ; being quite as much the superior in strength to those of his breed as he was their master in sagacity. But chiefly was he remarka ble for his mental qualities. He was a very wise dog. Indeed, sa undeniable were his claims to what is understood by the metaphysician as "reason," that. throughout the entire country side, it was said of him, "He can do everythint, that's needed of him but speak." Now, what I am going to relate of Fing —as for short he was called—may be re garded as truth or not, just as the reader pleases. I say this became the revelation I am about to make regarding him is truly marvellous, and therefore calculated to raise doubt. Fing's master—by one of those pleasing dispensations which tend so much to rob death of its terror to their survivors—had fallen heir to a few hundred pounds; and being a man of much energy of character, he adopted the more remunerative business of drover, purchasing beeves and sheep, and disposing of them at fairs. For three years 'I howas Campbell pursued his risky, wandering profession, each year acidity , ' to his importance as a dealer in stock. On all his trips, Fing, of course, was his nev er•fitiling companion. Thomas Campbell was a bachelor, and lived with his brother Duncan, on a farm which they had bought between them.— The place was known as Craigburn. Dun can was the elder of the two sons ; was married and had a family, the oldest being almost a full-grown man. . . . . In those days, facilities in bank ex changes were not as they now are; so that persons going to remote places in the country took whatever cash they might have along with them in gold; thus sub jecting themselves to the risks of robbery and probable murder. Mr. Campbell, in his last trip, had dou bled the number of the largest herd he had yet taken. - An eager market awaited him at Falkirk fair, where his well-known manly character and fair dealing had made hint a desirable party to a business trans action. Disposing of his stock to much advantage, he started for home. He trav elled, as was usual in those days, on horse back, carrying his cash in a portmanteau behind his saddle. But Thomas Campbell never reached his home. What became of him, no one knew.— The country was searched; but not the slightest trace could be found of the drover 1 or his dog. The horse, too, was missing. If blood had been spilt, the sharp, drench ing rains of late autumn had washed it all away. Being well known along the route, he could be tracked to within ten miles of Craigburn. There, mystery enveloped his fate in thrice-folded darkness. His brother had offered a reward of five hundred pounds for the discovery of his body should he be found dead ; and if it appeared that he had been murdered, he promised the remaining .part of Thomas fortune, including his share of - the farm, for the apprehension of the murderer. To this latter clause the Duke added two hun dred pounds from his private purse. Nearly a week had passed from the date when the drover and the dog were last seen; and Sabbath morning found the afflicted Campbells still mourning over the fate of their lost relative. The - morning fitmily service had passed, and Duncan went out to ponder over the terrible dis pensation that had stricken the strong man down in his strength, and deprived him of a brother. He had barely passed the outer door when he observed an animal slowly HUNTINGDON, PA., DECEMBER 20, 1871 crawling up the lane leading to tho house. "What can it be ?" said he. At first it struck him as if it were steal ing along to pounce upon some stray do mestic fowl. But, on more closely watch. mg its motions, lie saw that its frequeqt steps suggested exhaustion rather than caution ; that its movements partook too much of feebleness to be a beast of prey— a wolf, for instance, or a large sized badger. Calling to his son Donald, who stood at the window, to come out, they approached the strange looking animal together. It had stopped, and lay as if incapableof dragging aseff much further; and seeing them, it uttered a low, plaintive whine, and slight ly moved its tail. . _ "Oh, father, it's Fingal !" cried the son, as be started with all speed toward tht wretched brute. True enough, it was Fing; but so ema ciated by hunger and bodily suffering as to be hardly recognizable. Raising the dog carefully up between them, in a few initiates more he lay upli, a soft mat in a room adjoining the kitchen. Donald, weeping like a boy, sat down be side him ; and raising the battered head on his leg. placed close to his muzzle a small pan of milk, which lie greedily but pain fully lapped. There was not a dry eye in the family; each of the household, from the "gude man" to the farm servants, condoling with the skinny, maimed animal Anetruly, the poor dog presented a most pitiable condition. A deep gash, partially healed, in his neck told plainly enough he had been shot. His head, too, was terribly mangled, as if it had been smashed with a heavy instrument. Various other bruises were found upon him. In addition to these revolting cruelties, he was a mere skeleton, his bones actually protruding through his skin. "My word for it, we'll have a clue to the mystery now," said Mrs. Campbell, at which Ping feebly wagged his tail, as if in acknowledgment of the compliment to his sagacity. . . . *- "Taii' ye nao heed no. moister," said the servant-lass. "There's a Providence here; and be sure o' this, when there's naehody else to tak' care o' the doug, I'll ba wi' him." In a short time a little milk Wil3 again placed before him, which he ravenously, but with evident distress, licked up. "Puir Fing !" was the exclamation from all; and, sympathy ruling the hour, found Fing with attendants constantly at is side. For three days and nights was he so nurs ed. After that he was enabled to sit, but looking woefully "disjaskit" (sick and ex hausted). Fing, however, was convalescent, and bade fair at no distant date to be as much of a dog as ever. About a month more had passed, and a meeting of neighbors was being held at Craigburn. Ping, well recovered, was ac tively trotting up and down the lane, accom panying each visitor that came. As many as a dozen persons had assembled. Over a glass of toddy—for in those days the bottle presided at all deliberations— they were discusiing the great mystery and the possible chance of the dog's return throwing light on the subject. Fing was present. Sitting on his haunches he seemed to be taking as intelligent au interest as the wisest. He would prick up his ears at an observation that seemed to tally with his own comprehension of the matter; then drop his head at some other, as if he might say, "No, it is useless to do that." Noticing the intelligence manifested by the animal, the Puke's principal game keeper, a man greatly esteemed fur courage and intelligence, remarked, "If the reward will ever become due, there is the one that it will fall to," pointino• ' to Ping. The dog wagged his tail; and, moving up to the game keeper, put his muzzle on his knee. "The likes o' that!" was the general ex clamation. The special discussion having been ex hausted. conversation began to take a more convivial turn. Fine, perceiving it, curled himself up in a corner by an in termediate door. He had lain there for an hour or so, when one of the guests dropped a tumbler upon the fluor, break ing it: . - r. - :'oh, just never mind that, Mr. Don'ald son," cried Mrs. Campbell, from an adjoin ing room. "When the chapwan, Cuth bert, comes-" At the mention of the pedlar's name, Fing arose at s bound, barking furiously, and gnashing his teeth in a frenzy of rage, while his hair stood up as if turned to bristles. "The dog's gaen mad!" cried a guest. "What's the matter, Fing P said Dun- The dog, in the fierce extremity of his anger, fairly howled. Duncan, after quiet ing him. sat for a moment, overcome with thought. Then, hastily arising, and calling Fing to follow him, he left the room, fol lowed by the dog. After passing half way down the lane, Duncan turned to Fing, and shouted "Cuthbert !" The same degree of rage was exhibited as when, in- the room, his wife mentioned the name. "Cuthbert !" he repeated : "Find him out !" With a fierce howl of delight at the or der, the dog bounded down the lane ; then, returning barked savagely, as if at an im aginary enemy. And so he kept bounding down the lane and returning, as if inviting Duncan to follow him. Mr. Campbell returned to the house, and asked his guests to excuse him ; then mounting a horse, he followed Fing. The dog, as if understanding that he was under stood, now settled down to a quiet jog, taking the direction leading south. "On the track at last," thought the brother, as he trotted along the rough high way, following the detective Fing. Two miles were passed ; he full of con fidence in the ultimate result of their jour ney, the dog ever and anon pricking his ears, as if anticipating the approach of the man he sought. Leaving the main road, Fing sprung into a bridle-path on a patch of mum land. The way was a cross-cut 133 which the distance to the nearest town was shortened by a couple of miles. At a shirt distance further it wound up a steep hill, at the top of which it struck along a rocky escarpment leaving a sheer depth of two hundred feet, at the base of which the Tay murmured on its gleaming passage to the sea. On his left a forest of firs climbed. shadowing anal frowning, entirely shutting out the eastern part of the heavens. There was no house within three miles either north, south or west ; and on the eastern side the inhabitants to be seen were away on the bottom lands, far beyond the reach of human voice. A fit place for outrage and blood. Along that road the pedlar had passed about the time the drover disappeard; and along that,road Thothas Campbell was in the habit of returning from the lowlands. How it was that the circumstances of the pedlar's passage through that part of the country at that time had never nen men tioned, was this: Rory -Cuthbert, the chap man, had 'supplied the inhabitants of that. dreary, out-of-ttie-way region for years. sustaining a reputation for honest dealing with all. It is true, some ugly stories about his cruelty and want of patriotism during the rebellion of 1845 had b ea cir culated; but as he had not been alone in us t..es. ut,symp.,thy with the rrdtend,.. xis meanness as a spy were flirgotten in his fir dealings as a trader. Ile travelled with a single horse, putting up at house, wherever night overtook limo, Anothet :.hing which helped to 'give him ininiunik, from suspicion of wrong doing, he had th. reputation of being a God-fearing man, habitually taking part in the simple morn ing and•evening religious exer , ices of the people at whose houses he staid, and not unfrequently asking a blessing at the table over the family meals. Cuthbert was well known at the home of the Campbell broth ers, having made Craigburn a stopping place when passing. Being a man of much information, and cost may on the ,wing, he was a hearer of news; therefore a most likely person to he welcomed to the house of an intelligent family. So apparently inoffensive a' man was not likely to be mixed up with murders and robbery. About midway- of this desolate stretch of road, a natural bridge spans a rugged chasm, its narrow passage baredyadmitting a single carriage. A more dismal spot it were bard to conceive. • An• abrupt turn closes the road both ways; and on either side the tall sombre pine closed out every thing beyond, save a narrow strip of blue above. Beneath yawns the fearful throat of the gorge, the vexed waters crushing their impetuous way past jagged cliffs till they mingle in the roar of the w,iterthll that leaps into the river below. On approaching this - spot, ring gave -mouth to a succession of fierce yelps, his rage increasing as he neared it. On the bridge his savagery was little less than , madness. howl atter howl of tiger-like ferocity roused the echoes. iutermin, 4 led with convulsive snapping of his jaws, as if tearing at an imaginary adversary. All at once his fury ceased, and, squatting on his body, he commenced dragging himself along towards the woods to the left. D.s - nouuting, Duncan followed him mi ta he came to a clump of heather, into which he crawled, as if in great pain, and lay down; then c-awlins out, he commenc ed walking Slowly in the direction of Craig burn. No trace of blood was visible. It blood had been shed there, nature had wiped everything clean again with drench ing rains.._ . _ ':•Piat:ll do, Flag," said Duncan to his companion, who was still crawing paint al ly along. The dog, resuming his natural position, led the way back to the road. The conclusions of Duncan Campbell from the premises afforded by the dog., were that the bridge had been the scene of h:s brother's murder. and the attempted destruction of Fing. That. the drover had been suddenly attacked—shot, perhaps— and tumbled over into the chasm; thet Fingal, too, had been shot and felled by the p:stol in the ruffian's bands; but that, after tte murder, he had succeeded in say ing his life by stealing to the hiding-place with had served him as a hospital, leav ing nature t.. do the surgery. On regaining the brijge, Fing stood on tha centre, looking w.stfully ctiwn among the crags; he whining and trembl.ng while as if desperately weighins the chan ces of success in leaping down 'row cliff to cliff in search of the beloved friend he had' seen tossed over in the helplessness of death. "Na, Da, Fing, come back. We've got a better use fir you than that. Listen! Cuthbert! Find him out !" The sagacious dog leaped wildly about for an instant. "Down, Fing : not now, my man ; ye're a good doug," said Duncan, p itting the coil) , on the head; "and so sure as there is a God in heaven, Thomas shall be re venged. Now, let's gang back." Duncan imparted his conclusions only to his wife. "Cuthbert might get wind of it,ye see," he said, "and so make him rin the country. Fingal and I will leave the morn's morniu , on tee path of retribution ; and guided by the reason—for there's nae instict aboot it—o' Fing, justice shall be vindicated and society in fure be protected free the bluidy hands and the black heart o' a villian a id a murderer." ring, who was a participant in this in terview, sat listening to the revenant wade to his mistress; and at the end of the conference he fawned upon her, licking her hand, as if bebeeching her to offer no objection to the contemplated journey. After the preparations for a short ab sence from his home, Duncan and his wife entered the large kitchen, where his son Donald was, along with two farm laborers and the servant lassie. lis presence at once arrested their attention. "Donald, my man,' said the Either, "business makes it necessary that I gang doon to the Lowlands fur a week or sac, may be Lang or short, let things gang on at Craigburn just the same. The journey I'm about takin' you'll be jaloosin (sus pecting) the nature o' ; but, fur the pres ent, naething tuair can be said." "Dinna be feared, father," replied the son ; •'gang your ways, and the Lord be we you on yir errand. Rob and Tam here and mysulf will gie a good account o' oursela when ye come back. It's cousin' ou winter, and there will be but little to due; but what shou.d be (tune will be dune; Winne it, lads?" "There's nae fear o' us, maister," the men replied. "Nati, sir, not a bit," added the lassie. "Noo let us pray that a succeasfu' ter mination may be given to the journey," said Duncan Campbell; ••fur without the help a' the Lord there's one wisdom in human effort—or doug effort either." A portion of the sacred writing having been read, the family of the mountaineer knelt by their seats, and the father offered up a prayer to the God of the merciful for their protection during his absence, closing with the entreaty that justice might not sleep no:• duty slumber till the mystery of his brother should be unfolded. '•Make bare thine arm, 0 Lord, against the evil doer. Let'him not go free. Thou host promised that out of the weak things of earth, the wisdom of the wicked shall be confounded and Thy name glorified. Make it sae in this instance. Here is but a &tug, a puir wordless doug, to guide; but with Thee everything is possible. Keep the seal of silence upon the lips o' this hum ble household till justice shall be vindicated, and Thine shall be the praise and the glo ry. Amen." Early next morning, Duncan Campbell, mounted on a strong, swift horse, accom panied by Fing, started for the Lowlands. Two weeks had passed, but no traces of the pedlar could be found. The newt of the mysterious disappearance of the drover had traveled along the route to Falkirk; and the honest, noble character of Thomas I.!ampbell haying gained him many friends, the brother was everywhere met with sym pathy and offers of service. Ping, too, was well kn own , and frequent were the compli ments he received on learning the suffer ings he had undergone. . -Ye dnina suspect Cuthbert, dae ye ?' many inquir ed. "I'm anxious to heir his deponment be tbre a magistrate, thit' Duncan wen', cautiously reply. Another week had passed, and still nc traces of the pedlar. "He maun haefled the eountry,"thought Duncan. ' - But our pilgrimage is not yet ended. Ping. Let us on. my man." Mue however, needed no encouragement ' to go on ; for. if apprehensive that his companion might become weary of the search, he always kept in advance of the horse, hepefuliy stiffing the road to catch scent of the prey he sought. • - Packinen were numerous in those days Indeed, it was to the pedlar that c inntry people were indebted for all small articles of nierchandise. Being numerous, they were all more or less known to each other by . reputation. Duncan had got as for south as Cumberland in England. "Cuthbert, did ye say ?" replied one of the tramping fraternity of whom Duncan had made inquiry respLeting the object of his search. -ou, aye, I've heard o' him. He traveled in the Heelants (Highlands). Ye'll find hint—if I hey na been wrongly 1 1 inforuied—in the town o' Frameholt, iti England here, about nit) • miles frae the ceety o' Hull. He's aboot to open a brew (showy) shop there. He did a thiivin' business in the Heelants. Ye seem tae be agitated, guile man. Is there anything uuco (wonderful) about Cuthbert?" But, without answering the man, Dun can put spurs to his horse, and pursued his journey with increased haste. Ping seemed to catch an inkling of the information just imparted to his companion. ...He bounded on in advance, his- ears pricked f3rw.ird, and. the hair of his tail, neck, and back stiffly bristling .. Putting his horse to his utmost, a fewdays more saw Duncan with in an hour's ride of his victim. At the outskirts of the village of. Franteholt, he met a laborer, of whom he inquired about Cuthbert. "You'll find 'im oop theere t' village," he replied. MUffling his face with his plaid, Duncan rode up to the inn, and giving hid horse in charge of the hostler, he called for the landlord. "I want to see a magistrate," said the Highlander. He was informed where one could be found. "Conte, king, stick close to me," said Duncan. "If you should get yir e'e on him afore I did, it might breed mischief." In an hour after the arrival of the pur suers, Cuthbert, the whil• , m paekmatt was a prisoner in charge of a constable; and ihat same evening li,und him in the county gaol, charged with the crime of murder. In due time the prisoner was tried. The proof, however„ was found insufficent to convict him. A large sum of gold was found in his poss es sion, but that, it was argued..he might have earned by his busi ne,s. The fact of his having slept at the house of Duncan the night before the dis. appearance of the driver, however much it might breed suspicion, was no evidence against him. The story of the dog wag only wondered at. The prisoner was dis charged. But justice stood at. the door of the court; 'ready t 5 receive him. No s.ioner had he entered the outer hall le Whig to the street. than Fingal, with a savage howl of revenge, sprang to his thriat, and, locking his strong jaws, which enclosed the chapman's windpipe, he hung to him till they fell together. His clenched fangs deLd all expedients to open them. Growling and tugging, like a funished tiger, insensible alike t•i the blcws and kicks of the bystanders, he kept his grip till his vict;n3 lay tuotionlvss as a corpse. A surgeon was called; but the fangs of the folly had done their worst, The pedlar recovered consciousness only lung enough to confess tis guilt. per for the pillion. Tha• Olii-Fash!onecl Mothzr. Thank God I some of us have an old fashioned mother. Not a woman of the period, enameled and painted, with her great chignon, her curls and bustle; whose white jeweled hands never have felt the clasp of the baby fingers; but a dear, old fashioned, sweet voiced mother, with eyes in whose clear depths the love light shone, and brown hair threaded with silver, lying smooth upon her faded cheek. Those dear hinds worn with toil gently guided our tottering stops in childhood and smoothed our pillow in sickness; even reaching out to us in Yearning tenderness when her sweet spirit was baptized in the pearly spray of the river. Blessed is the memory of an old fashioned mother. It floats to us now like the beautiful perfume of some woodland blossoms. The music of other voices may be lost, but the entrancing memory of hers will echo in our soals for ever. Other faces wi:l fade away and be forgotten, but hers will shine on until the light from heaven's prtals shall glorify our• own. When in the fitful pauses of busy life our feet wander back to the old home st,.ad, and crossing the well-worn thresh hold, stand once more in the low, quaint s) hallowed by her presence, how theleeling of childish innocence and depen dence comes over us, and we kneel down in the molten sunshine streatniw , through the western window—just where, long years ago, we knelt by our mother's knee, lisping "Our Father. How -many times, when the tempter lured us on, has the memory of those sacred hours, that moth er's words, her fitith and prayers, saved us Frain plunging into the deep abyss of sin! Years have filled great drifts between her an I us, but they have not hidden from our sig'at the glory of her pure, unselfish love. EARLY Risini—WiToever has tasted the breath of morning, knows that the most invigorating and most delightful hours of the day are commonly spent iu bed; though it is the evident intention cf nature that we should enjoy and profit by them. Chil dren awake early, and would be up and stirring long before the arran.lentents of the family permit them to use their limbs. We arc thus broken in from childhood to an injurious habit; that habit might be shaken off with more else than it was first imposed. We rise with the sun at Christ mas, it were better continuing to do so until the middle of April, and without any per eeptible change we should find ourselves then. rising at 5 o'clock, at which •hour we might continue until September, and then accommodate ourselves again to the change of season. The Life to Come The things that are out of sight are transcendently greater than those which are seen. Only a child or a savage has his iife bounded by the visible horizjn, or the .iwit of the present moment. And no more should the things of the present existence bound our thoughts. On what ineffable realities does Christian beleif lay hold ! This world is a mere starting poir.t. Be yond lies an eternity as cretain as to-mor row, with glories which the highest human anagination dimly paints. We stand on the brink of a sublime future. It does not become us to live with our eyes closed to it.. Steadily looked at. there is power enough eveu in the anticipation to fill us with rejoicing strength, peace untold victo ry complete. Perhaps you are beset with ;he cares of li.e, perplexities of business of bread winning, of household ordering. Let not these things darken you with pain Ail apprehension, or fill the whole measure of your . thoughts. A few years aid you shall look back on them and smile that they could cloud your way f,r a moment ! Are you weighed down with weakuess of body, crippling your powers, crushing your en joyment Be of goad courage. The strength of the seraph shall be yours.— No athlete, rejoie.ug in manly power, tastes the supreme faced= and joy of the spiritual body that awaits you. ouestreu hie assail you with bitter and heart-pierc tug blows ? Rejoice and sift up your head, for the time of pour redeintioa draweth nigh. The homeward travelet complains not at beating wind and drenching rain, he hardly feels them, just betiire him lie knows lies the home from whose windows streams the promise of warmth and eotu fort; and within are the dear ones the very thought of whom is shield against wet and euld. Is your life dark through the absence of the one whose presence glo rified it. Bemeniber how the brief' parting used to give sweetness to the meet ing. The paging now, iong though it seem, is but a moment at the union to to which you are drawizg near. Its sweet-' ness, its full certainty of an unbroken future, shall have a depth which the worst pang now can net measure. Are you walk ing in the ways of sin leaving often your higher life to grovel in the mire of earth. 0, be not ungrateful to the love that may hereafter be revealed to your sight? You are a prince, whose kingdom has been bought with a great price, dishonor not Him who bought your inheritance with his blood. Are you living insluvgishness, an animal life of eating and sleeping, and low self-seeking ? You are chosiog an'mal hood instead of angelhood. You are turn ing your back on Heaven opening to win pm. Or are you, while striving and as piring for the better things, sad at heart because God is yet far off, and dim to your thoughts ? Be patient. Never was such cause for patience as you have. The Rev elation, the awakening, is not far off. You are as a child asleep beneath its mother's eyes. Shadowy dreams are all his mind can reach. A moment more, and it shall awake to the mother's kiss, the mother's smile pouring forth to it the unuttered tendernesn of her heart. These things are real. They are certain. Rather, such thoughts but d,mly express the real and certain future. It becomes us. to look upon that future often, ti let its radiance fill our hearts, that we may walk worthy of the vocation wherewith we are called. All we hold here that is bright and dear is but the faint image of the world just beyond our h ,rizan line, t iward wh eb each step is taking us.— Christian Union. A Georgia train ran off the track, and, after breaking one man's leg, jumped back on the rails, and ran on again as ifnothing had happened. The Sunbury and Lewistown railroad company advertises its readiness to pay all just claims which partiei may bold against I " Gone, but not Forgotten." it. The editor of the Colorado Herald had occasion to leave town fit three or four day,and he committed his p ipar, during his absence, to the charge of a young man. a novice in jeurnaism, whom he had just engaged as an ass stint. Before leaving, he instructed the ambitious young ed.tor .not to permit any chance to go unimpro ved, and to force the paper and its very small subscript:on price upon the attention' of'the "Always keep before your mind the fact that the object of this paper is to increase its circulation," he said, "and whenever you see a chance to insert a puff of the 'braid in any notice you can make, pile in as thick as you can. Keep the people stirred up all the time, you understand. so that they will believe hat our piper is the greatest sheet in the United States." The parting tear was shed and the editor left. The following night, when he was far away from home, his wife died sodden ly. Upon the assistant devolved the un pleasant daty of announcing the sad intel ligence to the public. He did it as fol lows : ''GONE, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN.' '•We are, compelled this morning . to per f a duty which is peculiarly panful to the able assistant editor, who has been en gaged on this paper at au enormous ex pense, in accordance with our determina tion to make the Herald a first class journ al. List night death suddenly snatched away from her domestic he ath (the best are advertised under the head of Stoves and Furu tees upon our first page) Agatha Burns, wife of Rufus P. Burns, the gen tlemanly editor of the Herald. Terms, three dollars per year, invariably in ad vance. A kind mother and exemplary wife. Office over Coleman's grocery store, up two flights of stairs. Knock hard.— "We shall miss thee, mother, we shallmiss thee." Job printing solicited. Funeral at halfpast four, front the house just across the street from the Herald office. Gone to be an angel now. Advertisements in serted for ten cents a square." Well, the editor arrived at home that day at noon. Slowly and sadly he was observed to arm huuself with a double barreled fowling piece, into which he in serted two pounds and a half of billets.— He marched over to the office, followed by an immense crowd. The assistant editor was busy at the time painting a big pla card to be tacked on the hearse. It bore the legend : "Buy your coffins at Simm's over the Herald office." The assistant editor cast his eye around and perceived his chief, Care was set upon that wan cheek and thunder clothed his brow. He levelled his gun. The assistant did not wait. With one wild and awful yell he jumped from the steond story window, and struck out for the golden shores of the Pacific. But there is only one editor now, and the clerk in the office has stand ing orders to blow out the brains of any ova who brings an obituary notice to that office. A Michigander sweetly contemplates tons of honey which he has married the past year. The Spiritualist's motto : What's the odic as long as you're raoy. NO. 50. Didn't Want a Minister. Scene in a far Western State. A village composed mostly of rade mining huts call ed "houses," "cottages," "taverns," etc., eiough really they were but "shanties."— An old man sick on his bed. A friend, Governor J. W. Nye, seeing that his end was close at hand, showed him many kind attentions and endeavored to ease his suf ferings in every passible way. One day, when it was quite evident that the poor patient could last only a few hours, the Governor said to him: "It is undoubted -y best that you should know the truth ; you are a very sick man, end will in all probability live but a short time. Are your affairs in the condition that youshoted wish to have them ? I should be-glad to do anything for you, you know." "Yes, they're all right." "Wel', would you like me to write to any of your folks East ?" "Not now--after it is over." "Wou.d you I.ke me to call in a minis ter ?" The sick man, by a great effort of will over a we Lk and shattered body, drew himself up in bed so as to be iu a sitting posture, and sternly, unlit s:,berly and earnestly said : "Why, Governor I What should I want a minister for ? I never voted the Democratic ticket in my life !" Miscellaneous News Items. An Indiana roostes catcher mice. Tlie "Parepa Sausage-Cutter" is in the market. A Philadelphian w:11 soon supply Russia wilh 500 locomotives. Memphis claims to have succeeded Chi cago as the divorce metropolis. The American youth of tender age now guzzle "Alexis Ginger Ale." A Georg ia jury rendered a verdict of "Guilty of voluntary manslaughter." An Atlantic eleven-year-old shot and killed a playfellow in a quarrei over a mud pie. And now the non-explosives have taken to killing people without anybody touching them. Texans are now effecting linen coats. and talking about the balminess of Indian Sum mer. Pittsburgh pliticians accuse one another of making use of "skulduggery and shenan igen." At Charleston, S. C., those who applaud a performer at the wrong place are liable to arrest The part of the column Vendome which commemorated the victories over the Prus sians cannot be found. A vigorous Connecticut preacher actually kicked his pulpit to pieces, and was With difficulty fished out of the ruins. These "immense estates" will soon be come a drug in the market. Now a Detroit er has leurued that he is heir to one in Amsterdam. An Indiana criminal wept copiously when his term of imprisonment expimd and the inhuman jailor thrust him out in to the cold worla again. The steamship Nina, from New York for Cardiff, has bean abandoned at sea. Her crew were saved by the steamship Aleppo, from Boston, and landed at Liv erpool. At a fashionable Louisville party, a dis pu:e between two gentlemen in regard to dancing with a young lady, led to the pro duction of pistols and many feminine shrieks. That unfortunate Californian, named Ortez, has had to pay L itta K. Turner $7,- 500 for merely writing .ove letters to he . She sued him fur breach of pr, mise and ol tained that amount on her own emden e merely, although no promise of marriage was found in his letters. Stec, News. Small-pox is inc. e.ai ig in Fayette coun ty. Allentown is being supplied with new . fire pugs. The small-pox continues to spread in Philadelphia. Olive Logan is on a lecturing tour in Clarion and Jefferson counties. The Pottsville street railroad is to be completed to Minersville this week. The iron business at Sharysville is re garded as being in a floursihmg and prom ising condition. Almost every city and borough in the State has its home for friendless children, wall sustained. Cornwall ore banks, five miles south of Lebanon, are the largest iron ore deposits on the hemisphere. Mille. Janausehek will make an early tour through the prominent towns of Pennsyl vania including Titusville and Meadville. Theodore Tilton is said to have sent several ladies of Tyrone to the roof top for the purpose of holding interwiews with Demosthenes. When the wind is from the Alleg.hanies the interview must be bra cing. A servant girl was arrested on Saturday last and lodged in Carlisle jail fur having attempted to poison a family by the name of Logan, with whom she was living, who reside near Alierton, in Cumberland county. A School teacher at New Geneva, Gieme county. was attacked one night last week by some party, who knocked him down with a club and beat him severe ly, after which be retreated into a home near by Soon after be started out again, and was attacked and beaten a second timein the Lune manner, but as before he suc ceeded in making good his escape. At an early hour Wednesday morning, a man named Thomas Miley, aged about twenty years, was run over and terribly mangled by a freight train coming east when near the round house at Harrisburg. As soon as discovered he was properly cared for, and at his request a Catholic clergyman was sent for and attended him. The unfortunate man died about three hours after the accident.
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