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The Irish Emigrant's Song
I am dreaming of the pleasures
Of my Erin's genial clime,
As they flowed in golden torrents
Down the mystic stream of time ;
Blessed land of turf and tether,
Shamrock green and daisies sweet ;
Oh I my native land, Hibernia,
Rivals Eden's lovely gate.
In my fancy, by the Liffey,
Boy again, I seem to stand,
Whilst within my dark-eyed mother's
Rests my trembling youthful hand ,
Oh ! a cloud benigbts my spirit,
With its numbing, chilling spray.
Stealing over all my being
Like the gloom preceding day.
Though the sun is brightly shining
On fair Juniata's stream,
It but adds unto my sorrow,
And in sadness still I dream ;
Though I love yon, proud Columbia,
And have fought beneath your stars,
Yet my heart clings to Hibernia,
With her many tyrant's scars.
Whilst I love the dauntless banner
Floating over freedom's plains,
I must dream of home, sweet Erin,
Lying bound in galling chains ;
Let me Lwine her em'rald banner
With :he dear "red, white and blue,'
And I'll fight for that sweet Union
Till my life-blood stains the dew.
Come weal or woe, I'll never
Cause Columbia's sons to fear
That my arm will fail to battle
For their cause—l love it dear;
But my love for Erin's bowers
With my life must pass away.
For I shall never forget her
While I feel life's golden ray.
Zbe Atory-igtller.
QUICK HAND.
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BY LOFTUS BRUCE.
-X
IT was a glorious evening, as, after a
long day's enjoyment of unceasing sport,
accompanied by my Indian hunter, I
•sought some sheltered cove on the Rideau
lake to camp for the night.. The bark
canoe was nearly full of black bass, and a
maskinonge that might have served a
prince's table, added to our spoils, which
had not been confined to the finny race,
for Francis had shot a rare and beautiful
black fox, a species almost extinct now in
the part of Canada where we were hunt
ing—and from the traps which he had set
in the beaver meadow, we had taken three
of these sagacious animals, so that our day
had been replete with sport.
The sun lied sunk behind the trees and
the August moon was just beginning to
peep above the height which crowned the
opposite shore, as we gently beached the
canoe upon a bed of silvery sand, and com
menced our preparations for supper and
the night..
Francis had soon applied his match to
the birch bark, and already the fire was
crackling and sending a curling wreath of
fragrant smoke into the sky, when, with a
sharp crash, and a bound through the
brake which closely encircled our camp, a
deer sprung into the lake. My rifle was
soon at my shodlder, and my fingor on the
trigger, when its discharge was stayed by
an exclamation from the Indian, "Don't
shoot—the young chief cannot kill--he
will only wound, and deer be lost." It
was true ; the uncertainty of the light,
and the quick motion of the animal as he
headed for a small isolated rock covered
with low brushwood, situated about two
hundred yards from the bank, presented
no fatally vulnerable point foe a mark, and
made it impossible to do more than slight
ly wound him.
"Let the chief take the canoe," said
Francis, "and he will shoot the deer upon
the rock."
I was quickly in the canoe, which, pro
pelled. by his light and silent paddle, soon
brought us to the desirdd spot, nor were
we there a minute before we discovered
the deer cropping the tender leaves of the
hanging shrubs. I fired, and with good
effect, for bounding into the air he fell
motionless. Whether in the excitement
of the moment I made some awkward
movement in the canoe, or whether the
sudden dip of the paddle in the water
urged on the frail boat too suddenly, I
know not, but she upset, and I, rifle in
hand, sank to the bottom. Upon my re
turn to the surface I found myself within
the grasp of Francis, who, in a few strokes
of his arm, brought us to the rock, whence
plunging into the water, he soon righted
the canoe, and leaving the deer and my
rifle to be recovered in the morning, we
returned to the camp. Our supper was
soon cooked, our pipes smoked, and
stretched upon the pile of sweet and ten
der leaves torn by Francis from the
branches of the young trees which sur
rounded us, nothing the less disposed
from my recent bath, I was soon asleep,
nor was my slumber broken until the sun
was high in the heavens pc the following
morning, when I found my rifle by my
side and Francis busily engaged in skin
ning the trophies of yesterday's sport.
I had been enjoying myself among the
numerous lakes and streams north and
east of the St. Lawrence, for the past
month, and my available time having
nearly expired, we now turned our canoe
toward that noble river and passing through
many of these beautiful lakes and rushing
streams, which, in a great measure compose
the Rideau Canal, in all of which we
found abundance of fish, and on their.
banks no deficiency of game; we arrived
at Prescot, whence, pursuing our course
down the St. Lawrence some-five-and-thirty
miles, we began to feel the accelerating
influence of the Longue Saulte rapid—a
rapid which a few years since was consid
ered most precarious to descend, but which
is now safely navigated by the noble
steamers that use these waters. A rapid
that may with perfect confidence be de
scended by a large steamer, successfully
apposing skilful steerage and prudent ap
plication of steam against contending
eddies and the fearful impulse of the rush
ing waves as they boil and surge and mad
ly plunge over the hidden rooks which
form its bed, is fraught with far greater
danger to the frail bark, whose safety can
only be achieved by the unerring eye, the
steady nerve, and ready hand that steers
it through the fearful channel.
I confess it was not without some ap
prehension that I resigned my original in
tention of taking the steamer at Prescot,
and took my seat in the canoe at the so
licitation of Francis who modestly, but
with perfect confidence and self-possession,
asserted his ability to pilot our frail vessel
down this dreaded rapid; but when I
looked upon the placid features of my In
dian, his fearless eye and strong nerve,
and when I heard his mild assurance in
these words, "The young chief need not
doubt, Quick Hand" (such was•the mean
ing of his name among the Iroquois)
"knows all the currents and has often shot
the loon upon the wing as the canoe drift
ed down the stream. Quick Hand can
take the chief down the rapid safely to
St. Regis, where his young squaw will
cook him venison. and spread his bed."
I was soon disposed of in the canoe in
such a position as to secure, as far as pos
sible, its equipoise in the water and facili
tate the operation of the paddle by Fran
cis, who knelt in the stern. Once within
the influence of the at first gently declining
flood, the paddle was used but to steer the
little craft, and we glided on from point to
point with the utmost rapidity, scarcely
susceptible of motion. As we proceeded
; the waters narrow, the waves roar, the
white foam rushes round our canoe, the
channel complicates, and we are borne
around in circling eddies, from which by
some mysterious convolution we shoot into
the stream or hug the bank, avoiding some
rock or jutting point that threatens 'our
existence. The Caldron, the Fiddler's
Elbow, every point of danger, is passed,
and we are resting on the placid bosom of
Lake St. Francis. Through the whole
of this intricate and exciting passage,
where a moment's uncertainty of nerve,
the deviation of a hand's breadth in steer
age, or an instant's removal of the eye
from the point on which it should rest,
would have 'entailed our certain destruc
tion, the Indian's eye never faltered, and
at the moments of the greatest danger his
clear and musical voice might be heard
softly humming one of his native songs.
The moon was shining brightly when
we crossed to the village of St. Regis, and
as we neared its trembling lights, Francis
twice whistled with a shrill and peculiar
note, and peered anxiously along the wa
ters for the light canoe of Agatha, his
squaw ; but it did not come ! We reach
ed a low point of land to which he called
my attention. "There," he said, is
Quick Hand's wigwam; his squaw has
gone to sleep, she does not hear; but she
will soon be awake."
The paddle cut the water with a sharper
stroke, as we rounded the little point and
reached the landing. Francis was anxious,
it was the first time I had ever seen him
moved. Where was his beloved squaw?
Y,:
We hastened up the winding path from
the river to the wigwam; the door was
open--we entered—everything of its
scanty furniture was arranged with cleanly
order; the dresser with its array of crock
ery, reflected the moonbeams that shone
through the lattice, lighting up the little
apartment and exhibiting the snowy white
ness of the bed which filled its remotest
corner. All betokened the care and at
tention of its mistress; and everything ap
peared in the place as if she had just been
employed in its arrangement. Her straw
hat was lying on the bed, Francis took it
up exclaiming, "What is this ? the squaw's
hat is wet ;" and across an oaken chair ho
found her blanket also saturated with wa
ter. A fearful agitation overspread his
frame, and he rested on the back of the
chair for support. "Something has hap
pened; the chief will forni ve Quick Hand,
while he goes to seek for hi" squaw."
_
Leavini me in the wigwam lie hastened
to a neighboring cottage, whence in a few
moments I heard that peculiarly shrill, but
mournful cry, which bespeaks the Indian's
anguish when made conscious of the death
of those to whom he is bound by affinity
or love.
Accompanied by another Indian he
speedily returned ; he flung himself on his
knees beside the little bed and buried his
his face in the coverlet--his whole frame
was agitated by spasmodic convulsions of
the greatest violence. Leaving him to-the
indulgence of his sorrow, I withdrew his
friend from the hut, and learned that poor
Agatha had the day before proceeded with
an old Indian and his squaw to Cornwall,
there to sell her stock of bead embroidery,
the produce of her industry during the
absence of her husband. Her embroidery
disposed of, she re-embarked in the canoe
with her companions, who during her ab
sence from them had indulged in the use
of liquor, which so few Indians can resist ;
by some mismanagement or carelessness on
the part of the old Indian the canoe was
upset, and both the squaws, encumbered
with their heavy blankets and embroidered
leggings, had perished. The body of poor
Agatha had been found, and was then, ac
cording to the custom of this primitive
place, lying before the altar in the little
village chapel, awaiting its burial the next
morning.
Aftei: the violence of the young Indian's
sorrow had in some measure abated, I
placed my hand upon his shoulder, saying,
"Will you not come, Francis, and see poor
Agatha, in the chapel ?"
He answered, "The chief knows best—
Quick Hand will gn." He drew himself
up to the full height of his commanding
figure, and once pressing his hand to his
troubled bosom, he led the way to the 1.,-
tle chapel in silence.
All Was silent in the wigwams and cot
tages of thevillage we threaded our
way through them to the point where
the chapel stands—,through its rude aisle
the moon threw a long flood of silver light,
making each of the little figures that filled
niches in the walls, and each of the paint
ings that hung around, distinctly visible.
but adding an uncertainty or pallor to
their coloring which heightened the solem
nity of the chapel and its occasion.
Beneath the mild countenance of the
Virgin, whose eyes beaming from the can
vass, seemed bent in pity upon their object,
within the railing of the sacred altar, rest
ed a bier elevated upon the ground about
two feet—it was covered with a white
sheet or pall--there was Agatha. Quick
Hand put forth his hand and gently drew
away the covering; as the moonbeam fell
upon her cheek, softening the natural
swarthiness of her race, nothing had ever
seemed to m e more lovely. T he aquiline
features, peculiar to those Indians born at
Lorette, near Quebec, whence Francis had,
within only five months, brought his bride
—their soit composure, undisturbed by
the slightest rigidity or contraption, al
most removed the identity of death; the
small delicate hands crossed upon her
breast, between the fingers of which a lit
tle crucifix had been tenderly placed—the
uufaded chaplets that her young compan
ions had strewn upon her body, one of
which crowned her brow, and mingled its
white leaves with the rich, dark tresses
that hung in waves from her head and
covered her shoulders—her somewhat rich
attire, for she had been arrayed for her
ghastly death-watch in her finest garments;
the many colored beads forming the em
broidery of which, reflectai back the rays
of the pallid moon—all tended to give an un
reality to that scene of death, from which the
terrible anguish of the mourner alone re-.
called me ; but on the first view of his wife,
Francis sunk upon his knees, and the con-
HUNTING-DON, PA., WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 28, 1874
vulsions of his lithe and manly frame too
plainly evidenced the fearful struggle that
progressed.
lie bad remained for some time kneeling
beside the body, during which his head
was buried in his hands that rested on the
bier, when ho calmly raised himself from
his knees, and in a steady voice said,
"Quick Hand will rest beside Agatha to
night, and the chief will return to the
wigwam."
" - ‘No, Francis," I replied, "I shall stop
with you. I should prefer resting here on
one of the benches and helping to comfort
my friend." But the proposition gave
him pain, and knowing the obstinacy of
the Indian mind, and the superstitious te
nacity with which they cling to their pre
determinations, I yielded to his wishes,
and left him to his solitary and sad duty.
Early in the morning I revisited the
chapel, and found the good priest and
some nuns from the neighboring convent,
performing a mass for the soul of the de
parted. Then followed a requiem, and as
the dirge echoed through the arched roof
and fell back upon the ear the effect was
irresistibly sad. All the young girls of
the village had assembled, and surround
ing the bier added their peculiar low In
dian tones to the melancholy wail, while
the sweet and solemn peals of the organ
played by one of the sisters joined their
deep and swelling . notes to the chorus.—
At the head of the bier stood Quick Hand
who was not slow to discover my entrance
into the chapel, and as I quietly passed up
the aisle way was made through the little
crowd until I had reached him. He took
my hand, pressed it to his lips, and then
removing a white rose from the bosom of
the corpse, he placed it in my bosom.—
I shall never forget his look of mute sor
row during this little scene. The priest
advanced—"My son must bid 1111.6 w -ell to
the squaw, she has gone to the distant
hunting grounds in the blue sky; the
Great Spirit has called her to himself, and
Quick Hand must help to speed her on
the way." He shook his head, he bent
over the bier, he kissed her cold lips—he
once more knelt and seemed in a very agony
of grief. Rising, he took from his breast
the medal be always wore, and which hav
ing been presented to him for some ser
vices rendered to the Government, he val
ued more than all he possessed, and pla
ced it on her bosom ; he grasped my arm
convulsively and we passed through the
tearful crowd.
She was buried in the little graveyard
attached to' the chapel, and after the burial
Francis seemed to relapse into the cold
stoicism of the Indian. We walked to his
wigwam, when, having prepared and par
taken of some breakfast, he carefully col
lected all the little articles of clothing or
ornament which remained of poor Agatha's ;•
he placed them in a little heap upon
the hearth, set fire to them, and watched
the destruction of their last remaining par
ticks. He then packed in his own blanket
a few articles of scanty clothing, and made
obvious but silent arrangements for again
leaving home.
"Where is my brother going ?" i at
length inquired.
"Quick Hand is going to the West; be
goes to join his squaw. Quick Hand laid
beside her last night in the chapel, she was
dead ; the Bald Wolf had drowned her.
The Great Spirit told Quick Hand that he
must travel toward the northwest until he
met his squaw."
I well knew the folly of endeavoring to
pursuade an Indian to give up an idea so
formed, nor indeed did 1 see any utility in
pursuading him to remain where every
thing must necessarily revive his memory
of the lost.
I had more than once noticed the eager
look with which he had examined my rifle
andpowder-horn. The former was about as
superior to Quick Hand's rifle, as it was
inferior to the modern Minnie or Maynard,
and it often had been an object of his ad
miration.
"Quick Hand will accept these from his
brother, and when he shoots the deer he
will remember his friend and wish he were
with him."
He took the rifle and powder•horny say.
ing, "He will take them for the young
chief's sake; but Quick Hand will not see
many deer, he goes to his squaw."
We walked to the canoe, in which we
arranged his little' bundle and the rifle,
along with the few things that formed my
hunting wardrobe, and silently resuming
our former position, we paddled over to
Cornwall.
"Which river is my brother going to
travel ?" I inquired.
"Quick Hand will return by the Lakes
to the Ottawa, and hunt the otter up Lake
Nipissing and the French river until the
Great Spirit shows him where his squaw
is dwelling."
**** * • *
It was on a fine evening in the Novem
ber following, when the blue haze that
hung over the atmosphere indicated that
period peculiar to North America, term
ed the Indian Summer, that an Indian
silently paddled his bark canoe up the
Ottawa river, making the portage of the
Chaudierc Falls, and relaunching her some
distance above their influence. He made
no stop, he spoke to.none, but silently
passed on his way and was seen with} a firm
and steady stroke urging his canoe up the
stream until a curve in the river withdrew
him from the view of the two or three per
sons under whose observation he had
come.
The evening advanced, and the moon
rose in the fullness of her beauty, throw
ing a flood of light over the dark waters,
making the smallest objects distinctly vis
ible. There were two passengers on the
bridge which spans the ChaudiereJails,
connecting Upper and Lower Canada, and
the city of Ottawa with the village of Hull.
They stopped to gaze on the exceeding
beauty of the scone, and the gorgeous riv
er clothed in the bright raiment of the
moon, as it hurried on to make its fearful
plunge into the dark abyss over which
they stood. Their attention was'seon at
tracted to a small object, which, leaving
the northern shore, crossed steadily into
the centre of the stream ; can it be possi
ble that any person is mad enough to en
deavor, in that light canoe, to cross the
river within the direct influence of the
stream as it rushes over the hidden rocks
that obstruct the channel 7
It is too true, there is a living being in
the canoe, and as it comes rapidly nearer,
there is no difficulty in perceiving that he
assists in urging the frail bark towards the
most rapid and strongest current. He is
in it now, the result is inevitable. He
kneels in the canoe, and his arms are ex
tended toward the blue arch of heaven.
The catastrophe was but of a moment's
duration, whirling, rushing down the ed
dying torrent, the canoe and its living
freight plunge down the frightful fall.
The two witnesses of this tragedy were
not slow in hastening with proper assis
tance to search for the unhappy victim in
the stream below. All search was fruit
less. The next morning a canoe was
found some five miles down the river,
safe
ly secured in which was an English rifle.
Two months after this occurrence, I
chanced to visit Ottawa City, and hearing;
the circumstance, I called upon the gen
tleman into whose hands the rifle had fal
len. It was that which I had given to
Quick Hand. By what fatuity be was
governed, or under what mysterious in
fluence he acted, is only known to the
Great Spirit. But the Indian, fearless
and undaunted, not only bore, but assisted
his destiny, and in making that fearful
plunge from life to death, let us hope he
has joined his squaw in those happy hunt
ing grounds that form the bright hope of
the dying Indian.
Tam Mil tor the
Our New York Letter.
The Labor Question—Taniniany—Wincs
--A Funny Incident—Business.
NEW YORK, January 24, 1874.
THE LABORER'S EMEUTE,
The threatened demonstration of the un
employed laborers of the city took place
on the 14th. It amounted to nothing.
An effort has been madefor weeks toincite
the laboring population to riot and vio
lence, but with little effect. The real la
borers looked with suspicion upon the ora•
tors who were bellowing at their meetings.
'Who is he, and wheredoes be work ?"
became a very common question as to the
red-nose individuals who are making
spread-eagle appeals in behalf of"we labor
ers." And, as it never could be ascertain
ed that the red-noses had ever illmninei
any shcp or factory, or other place of labor,
their claims to be considered laborers were
scouted. Notwithstanding the inflamma
tory appeals to the laborers out of work to
join in a demonstration Tuesday, and "de
mand bread," presenting the "alternative
of Wood," only three or four thousand
gathered in Tompkins Square, and of these
but few were laborers, that is, regular la
borers. They were agitators, whose ideas
of property were exceedingly vague—men
Who believe in the doctrine that the man
who has saved something by industry and
sobriety, shall Share it with the man whose
intemperance and laziness has prevented
him from saving anything. These fellows,
mostly foreigners, met with red flags and
badges. and—that was all. The police
ordered them to disperse—a few of them
showed fight, and were promptly knocked
down, and the rest—the orators being first
—ran for sweet life. And that ended it.
Thirty of the agitators were arrested and
committed to jail. They were all for
eigners, which fact has significance. There
are in New York thousands of French,
English, and German communists, who are
working vigorously to organize 'the labor
of the c3untry into a raid upon capital ;
bat the real laborers are steadfastly oppo
sed to anything of the sort, and the move
ment failed. The prudence and good
sense of the laborers saved the city a
terrible riot.
TAMMANY'S DEMANDS,
Tammany has no Idea of giving up the
ghost, or of relinquishing a single iota of
its former power. The society has been
somewhat modest for a year or two, but
the elections last fall going Democratic, as
they did, gave it new courage. Tammany
proposes to take charge of the courts again,
and, as the first step, has divided up the
appointments, without consulting ' the
judges. One Mierson, representing Tam
many in the Twentieth Assembly District,
notified Judge Hackett that one Deputy
Clerk and one officer of his Court had
been assigned by Tammany to his District,
and that he should designate the two men.
Judge Hackett was somewhat surprised
at this. He could'nt understand what the
ring of thieves, headed by a gambler, had
to do with making appointments of officers
in his court, and he so told Mr. Mierson.
Thereupon Mr. Mierson waxed wroth, and
notified' Judge Hackett that, when the
time came, Tammany would go for Judge
Hackett's scalp.
You see what chance New York has for
decent Courts, ' so long a 3 a mob of rum
mill frequenters dare to dictate appoibt
meets like these.
WHAT WE DRINK FOR WINE.
This is shaking among the dry bones
that are habitually-moistened with wine.
Yesterday a case came before one of the
courts, which turned upon the genuineness
of a favorite brand of wine. What do you
suppose the Sherry drank in the country
is made of r stead, ye wine drinkers.
An analysis•of a "standard" brand show
ed that it was composed of forty gallons of
potato spirit, fifty-six gallons of water,
four gallons of capillaire, and ten gallons
of grape juice. This delectable mixture
makes 40 dozen quarts, which sells in the
market at $3B per dozen. Rather a profit
able business for everybody, except the
consumers—they need stomachs glass-lined
and backed with fire-brick. The fist is,
there is but little actual wine imported.
The Sherries are adulterated with sulphq-
Tie acid, and strengthened with aleehol,
the Champagnes are made of cider and al
cohol, Port is a villainous decoction, and
so on through the list. Still the fastidi
ous drinker smacks his lips over his sul
phurie acid, its price and its foreign name
commending it to him. Not one of them
can be induced to touch the real wine,
made from real grapes grown in America.
AN INCIDENT IN TUE EXPERIENCE OF AN
ACTRESS.
Actresses, us a rule, retain their maiden
names after they are married, the reason
being that having made their reputation
before marriage, a change of name would
be injurious. Out of this practice a very
funny ineident occured last Saturday
night. A well-known actress, a respecta
ble woman, and the wifeofan excellent ae
tor, is still known by her maiden name, we
will say, Agnes Morton. She had been
filling an engagement in Philadelphia, her
husband at the saute time filling one in
Providence. They were to meet in New
York. Saturday night•. The lady arrived
at BP. M., and went to one of our best
hotels, the proprietor of which knew her
and her husband. He was in the office at
the time, and registered her name, "Miss
Agnes Morton," and assigned her a room.
At 11 P. M., the husband arrived and
registering his name, "John Smith," look
ed over the register for the room assigned
his wife,
and rushed thither as any loving
husband would who had been separated
from his wife two months. Now all the
hotels keep a watch in the halls to see that
nn improper characters get into the
rooms, and the watch in this hall was au
exceedingly conscientious Irishman. See
ing the man enter a lady's room, he went
to the office.
"Who is in 213 ?"
"Miss Agnes Morton," answered the
clerk in charge.
"Whew," whistled the watchman, "be
the mother us' Moses, there's a mon in
that room."
"Is there ?" queried the clerk, who did
not know the parties; 'we will see about
that."
And up they went. Rat-tat.
"What do you want ?" from a masculine
voice within.
"We want you."
The * door opened and a gentleman in
dishabille half-appeared in the doorway.
"What are you doing in this room ?"
demanded the clerk. "I assigned 312 to
you."
"Doing, in this room ? Why I propose
to occupy it with my wife." -
"Wile? Too thin," replied the clerk.
"We want none of thistere. Dress your
self and get out. And tell the - lady
to get on her duds and get, out, too. And
be very quick about it."
"13a, - man," said the embarrassed actor,
"that lady within is my wife, and I am
.her husband."
"Oh, bother," said the clerk. "I know
all about it. I haven't time to waste on
you. 'Miss Agnes Morton,"John Smith,'
—it won't work. Get out. You ought to
be ashamed of yourself."
By this time the lady got an idea of the
situation, and set up a scream, the husband
relapsed into profanity, while dressing him
self, and the watchman went off to answer
a call somewhere else. The husband got
his clothes on and reasoned with the clerk.
He told him his wife was an actress, that
they were both known to the proprietor.
By the way where was the proprietor?
"Gone to his house in Harlem."
Well, the upshotof it was that the clerk
was staggered though nor convinced. He
finally consented that they should stay till
morning when he would investigate further,
and he went below.
A few minutes after. the watchman
passed the room, supposing, of course, that
the man had been ejected. The unfortu
nate actor had discovered that a valise had
not been sent up, and he was making his
way to the office to get it. The watchman
saw him.
"Ye are prowlin' about to get int. that
room agin, are ye? Come with me, my
foine feller. I know yer room.. If I did
roight I would kick ye inter the shtreet,
but I'll fix ye. Come wid me, ye dirthy
spalpeen?"
And he collared him and dragged him
to 312, and thrust him in, locking the
door.
"I'll have no more bother wid you to
night," he remarked, as he walked away.
"And out ye go in the mornin.' "
The nest morning, of course, explana
tions were made, apologies were tendered,
and a pleasant dinner compensated for the
annoyances of the night. But the, lady
protests that from this time hencefOrth,
while her name will appear on the bills as
"Miss Agnes Morton," on hotel registers
it shall appear as 'Mrs John Smith," and
that the Mrs. will be written -as boldly as
possil4p.
BUSINESS
continues to improve. The jobbers are
selling a great many goods, they report
collections fair, and altogether the prospect
is good, and the signs indicate a better
late winter business than New York has
had for some years. Lat us hope it will
so prove.
Personal
Ex-President Johnson is a Patron of
Husbandry.
Archbishop Manning requests the Pope
to recognize the Good Tetuplars.
Mr. Sothern is reported to have bought
some lots in the suburbs of Chicago.
Ex-Gov. Noyes, of Ohio, is going to
resume practice of law in Cincinnati.
The report is current in Washington
that Miss. Nellie Grant is engaged to a
young Englishman.
Mr. Marlatt, aged seventy-five years,
of
Allegheny county, dropped dead on his
doorstep on Monday,
Agassiz used to claim that it was just as
proper to say "a pint of mileh" as to say
"a mileh cow," and the old man had a
level bead.
Ex-United States Senator Doolittle has
accepted the temporary Presidency of the
Chicago University, vice Rev. Dr. Bur
roughs, resigned.
Higoshi Fushima No Mya, nephew of
the Makido, having studied navigation in
England, wants to enter the Japanese Na
vy to perfect his education.
The King of Sweden has ordered the
plate to be handed around throughout his
dominions for the benefit of the Emanuel
Lutheran Church, in Chicago.
Count Lippe and Herr von Muhler. re
spectively ex-Ministers of Justice and Pub
lic Worship in Prussia, are co-editors of a
new religious periodical.
Minister Bancroft intends to leave his
post in Berlin iu July. He will return to
this country and reside in Washington,
where he has just bought a house.
The Rev. Dr. Porteous, a prominent
member of the Church of England, and
equally popular as a preacher and lecturer,
has arrived in New York, and proposes
giving lectures.
Hon. John R. Lynch, colored, is the
youngest man in the United States House
of Representatives. He was a slave, with
out education, at Natchez, until the Union
army entered that town. Heis but twenty
six years old.
General Frank P. Blair, of Missouri, is
gradually recovericg his health. lie in
forms a correspondent that he will this
season spend a short time at the Clifton
Springs, in New York State, as from the
treatment he received there last year he
was greatly b.-malted.
Gov. IVashburne, General Massey, Gen
eral Banks, William I.lody Garrison, and
the Rev. Edward Everett Hale were
among the speakers at the celebration of
the 158th anniversary of Franklin's birth.
day by the Franklin Typographical Socie
ty in Boston on Saturday evening.
Major Morgan, of Palmer, Massachu
setts, who was a personal friend of Daniel
Webster, George Ashmun, and other great
men of the last generation, -died on Mon
day January 12. He acquired wealth as
a stage driver, and afterwards ranked
among the best farmers in Massachusetts.
Mons. Tommasino, a Bishop of the "Old
Catholic" school, living at Elizabeth, N. J.
has issued an answer to the Papal Ency
clical, in which he reviews the political
history of the Pope with much bitterness.
He addresses the Pontiff simply as "Pio
Mastai Ferretti, Bishop of Rome."
Tit-Bits Taken on the Fly
Milton is burning oil because gas is so
high.
The Elk county Democrat contains over
five columns of sheriff's sales.
A new coal shed at Fairmount will hold
27,000 tons of the sable diamonds.
On Christmas day, in London, Parepa-
Rosa gave birth to a son, still-born.
Nearly all the coal miners in Allegheny
county are said to be at work again.
McKeesport yearns to be a city, to have
a mayor and two branches of councils.
Luther S. Kauffman, broker, Pittsburg,
adOsrtises for Northern Pacific bonds.
Tfi,,Allegheny county assessment this
year is/ expected to amount to 8350,000,-
000./
The four cars of the passenger—horse—
r iiway in Williamsport earned $14,000 in
1873.
The State Treasurer paid during 1873,
$12,300 to pensioners residing in Phila
delphia.
The Pittsburg and Allegheny orphan
asylum received $1,200 from the State
last year.
There are two female candidates for
county superintendent of common schools
in 3lercer county.
The school fund contributed by the
State to Philadelphia during 1873 amount
ed to $71,564 27.
The binding of the auditor general's re
port is a soft thing. It hardly holds to
gether till you get it.
The President hus nominated L. B.
Eaton to be United States Marshal for
Western Pennsylvania.
A full-length portrait of the late John
P. Hale is to be placed in Representatives'
Hall, in Concord, N. H.
It cost the State $4,974 19 to inaugu
rate Governor Ilartranft, and $4,30641
to bury ex-Governor Geary.
T. Mellon & Sons, of Pittsburg, having
paid all depositors who wanted their mon
ey, have resumed business again.
It is denied that the N. Y. Independent
has been sold to Rev. Dewitt Talmadge
and others, for $250,000, $75,000 cash.
Genio C. Scott, in the last number of
the Spirit of the Times, pleasantly locates
Lancaster county on •the Delaware river.
A convention of western lumbermen is
spoken of to inquire into what measures
are needed for the protection of the for
ests.
Arkansas knows it has one politician
'who is beyond suspicion, because the proof
against him is too positive to admit of a
doubt.
In 3luhlenberg count•, Ky., Dudley
White, colored, charged with murder, was
taken from jail recently by an armed mob
and hanged,
The Constitutional Convention of Ohio
is considering a proposition for woman
suffrage, to be submitted to a vote as a
spacial clause.
Chicago owns a very respectable mer
cantile navy, "numbering 647 vessels of
all sizes." This probably includes ferry,
canal and row boats.
The hardware factories in England have
lately received large orders for hoes, to be
used in giving emphyment to the famine
stricken people in India.
After a long trial a jury in Pike county,
Pa., has awarded $4,426 damages to a man
whose barn was burned by a spark from
an Erie
.Raiiroad engine.
The con. con.'s commissioners of elec
tion in Philadelphia, that were declared
unconstitutional by the Supreme Court,
cost five thousand dollars.
A woman in Jacksonville, 111., left an
uncorked bottle of ether in her bedroom
when she retired and her friends had
great trouble in waking her.
General Babcock lent $53 to a stranger
the other day who was in a great hurry to
pay freight charges, and -ho has never
seen that stranger "no more."
Sam Young, of tho East Brady hide.
pendent, has been arrested by the sheriff
of Armstrong county, at the instigation of
the mayor of Parker city, for libel.
Theodore Tilton thinks Castelar's over
throw as a Republican President is more
honorable to his name than would have
becu his success as a king or prince.
The rail and puddle mills of the Penn
sylvania Iron Works, Danville, started in
full blast on the 15th. One by one they
are resuming, day by day the panic fades.
Sportsmen who have returned from Vir
ginia and North Carolina state that game
was never before, in this generation, so
plentiful. Deer, ducks, and wild turkeys
abound.
A petition is in circulation in Lebanon
praying the Legislature to keep Lebanon
with Dauphin as a judicial district, and
give to the district an Associate Law
Judge,
Last week there was fourteen barrels of
rice, the product of Louisiana. shipped to
Charleston, South Carolina. In ante bel
lum times, this would look like sending
coals to Newcastle.
A Pittsburg dispatch reports that the
strike of the glass blowers there agairst a
reduction of wages "is supposed to be end
'ed," and that the manufactories will soon
resume operations.
A wealthy Englishman isgoing to build
a national training school for music in
London. The institution promises in its
full development to be the finest school of
music in the world.
The Michigan University is happy in af
fording shelter and instruction to ninety
one yowlg lady students. Law occupies
seven, medicine thirty-six and the depart
ment of arts forty-eight.
An English lady, Miss Florence Lees,
has received from the Emperor of Germa
ny the war medal and its diploma for set
vices rendered to the sick and wounded in
the Franco-German war.
Stolen, of course. The lowa press de
mand an inquiry as to what has become of
a law to prevent a repetition of the Ran
kin defalcation, it having passed both
Houses, but having been never seen or
heard of again.
Isaac Uohn. of Westmoreland county,
in exibiting his gun to a number of friends,
struck the trigger against same object, the
result of which was the discharge of the
contents of the gun into the leg of a young
man, who has since died,
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Beautiful Things.
Beautiful ground on which we tread,
Beautiful heaven above our head.
Beautiful flowers, and beautiful trees,
Beautiful land, and beautiful seas.
Beautiful sun that shines so bright,
Beautiful stars with glittering light.
Beautiful Summer, beautiful Spring,
Beautiful birds that merrily sing.
Beautiful lambs that frisk and play,
Beautiful night, and beautiful day.
Beautiful lily, beautiful rose,
Beautiful every flower that grows.
Beautiful drops of pearly dew,
Beautiful hills and vales to view.
Beautiful flower and beautiful leaf,
beautiful world, though full of grief.
Beautiful every tiny blade,
Beautiful all that God bath made
Number Seven in the Bible
On the seventh day God ended his work.
On the seventh month Noah's ark
touched the ground.
In seven days a dcvo was sent. z
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Abraham plead seven times for Sodom.
Jacob mourned seven days for Joseph.
Jacob served seven years for Rachel.
And yet another seven years more. •
Jacob was pursued a seven days' journey
by Laban.
A plenty of seven years and a famine of
seven years were foretold in Pharoah's
dream by seven fat and seven lean beasts
and seven ears of blasting corn.
On the seventh day of the seventh
month, the Children of Israel rested seven
days, and remained seven days in their
tents.
Every seven days the land rested
Every seven years the law was read to
the people.
.In the destruction of Jericho seven
persons bore seven trumpets seven days ;
on the seventh day they surrounded the
walls seven times, and s% the end of the
seventh round the walls fell.
Solomon was seven years building -the
temple, and fasted seven days at its dedi
cation.
In the tabernacle were seven lamps.
The golden candle-stick had seven
branches.
Naaman washed seven times in the river
Jordan.
Job's friends sit wit.la him seven days
and seven nights, and offered seven bul
locks and seven rams for an atonement.
Our Savior spoke seven times from the
cross on which he hung seven hours, and
after his resurrection appeared seven
times.
The Chr;stian's Home
We make our best use of this world
when we regard it as the basis from which
to convey the other. IVithout heaven,
poetry could have no existence. The key
note of the poetic is future perfection, and
the heaven of the Christain is the highest
perfection.. I know of no better illustra
tion of these truths than a simple expres
sion which fell from the lips .of a godly
friend of mine. Through perseverance
and industry, he had been able to build
himself a house, but his chief boast was
that from his fire-side he could 'see his
father's house an the distant hill. "No
matter the weather," said he, "whether
waiter or summer, spring or autumn ; no
matter the sky. whether cloudless or
stormy, when I sit by my east window, fath
er's roof and chimney-tops, and the gleam
of his lamp at night, arc always visibla to
my sight?' His words contain the philo
sophy of life, and enclose, as We nutshell ;
the principles of holy living. Enviable—
yea, thrice enviable, is the man who can
pierce the clouds of social darkness which
surround our earthly homes, and see his
Father's house, with many mansions, in
the distant heaven.
The Night Oometh ,
Is it possible to do too much work for
Jesus ? Is there any danger that Chris
tians will overtask themselves in the ser
vice of their Master ? Ought we to impose
any restraint upon our ourselves when the
Lord calla, lest in our zeal to follow him
we overstep the limits of the strength he
has given us ?
We do not believe that one Christian
worker in a hundred breaks down from
excess of work for Christ. Work poorly
systematized, work performed in a need
lessly clumsy manner, work woried over,
dote in a self-sufficient, vain-glorious
spirit without patience, without faith,
without prayer, without consecration, this
may well break down the health and de
stroy the usefulness of any man. But the
Master does not say, "Restrain your zeal,"
for well he knows that none of us have too
mueh. But he would have us feel that his
special blessing and protection is given to
those who are earnest in labor, that self
sacrifice is the law of Christian living, and
that to work while the day lasts, doing all
with one's might, should be the burden of
every Christian soul. For the night eons
eth when no man can work.
Spiritual Singing
Have a rocking chair in some large room,
at the top of the house, all cosy, quiet,
and clean, and in some of the old familiar
tunes of the village church of your child
hood, sing by the hour, with an open
mouth and a loud voice—not on a penny
whistle pitch—the pslams and hymns, and
spiritual songs of Watts and Wesley, of
David and Moses, and "Deuteronomy and
all of them." Sing away and rock away;
and don't be afraid if your neighbors do
think you are a Methodist; for if you are
a live one, the angels won't be ashamed of
you; but while you are singing think
what the words mean, and let your heart
go out in that meaning; think, too, of the
many who used to sing these same songs
with you, side by side, in the same pew,
but who can sing them no more now, for
their lips are still in death, and their sweet
voices are hushed in the church-yard grave,
to be heard no more, until you join togeth
er in singing the hallelujahs of the skies.
—John , Hall.
TIIEIIE is no sort of wrong deed of
which a man can bear the punishment
alone. You cannot isolate yourself, and
say that the evil which is in you shall not
spread. 31en's lives are thoroughly blend
ed with each other as the air theybreathe ;
evil spreads as necessarily as diseasa.
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THERE is folly at being disheartened at
delay. God sometimes takes natural meth
ods of removing obstacles even when they
appear most dilatory. Philip II used to
say, "Time and I will work wonders:'
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