i i -- -- AMBRI | '■■ ■;.;lv;j‘|lf&tion;* '■' ' ti >:\ ‘j;'] -i- •■' l>l k- ;{ ! ! t '^. ] 'Xi <^' : u Son>aOß ll,T^'rT 'P°° i Fifly.’Cen.ta, nrld tho, DoJlars.and Fifty Cents, if not lifted Within* tile ydftr." Th'c\o terms Will bo rig idly adhered to In every Itistn&do; Nosubscrip tion discontinued wntU/'4ll ; .arrearages are paid unless at the option oi tho Editor. *AoVBrt»«BilßNtB—Accompanied by'tho OAstr, Md not exceeding Onciquaro, will bo Inserted threo'times fonono 'Dollar,-and hventy-flvo cents fortoaolr additional insertion.' ; Those of a great er Jcngthriaproporllon.' . .;JpD-Fiu»Tcso-*rSuch ns Ilnnd-hllls, Posting*, bjlla, Pamphlets, Blanks, Lntiols, &0., &c.j ox&- cutod.wrjtli /iccnmry, andat tho, shortest notice., .i(. EJlilng- and Disliking* M..V (~•> BTC CUABLE9 BWAIH* . ;^^w,ho, know, tho reason-fell,mb .. T How U la that Instincts'atlll‘ . . Pjrompts the,.heart to like— ot not'likc— ’ * Ticlljlno by wliat blddch magic, 'Our ihjprcyslons first pro, led ' lnto-llk{ng->-or disliking- • ' bclbro'd word bp said? Why Bhoulcl flhiijea'Bohibliriicaycpol ns— •'Bright eyes trim oiir feelings cold, ’’Vv'lint is that which comes to tell ’us 1 ’ - All that glitters Is not gold 1 ‘ '• Oh', no feature, plain or striking,'*• ..i But a power wo cannot shun, * Pr6mpta our liking or disliking* Ere acquaintance hath begun.!, r Is it instinct —or soma spirit ' Which protects us, nml controls ’'Evoflplmpnlso wo inherit By some sympathy of souls 1* ‘ Is it instinct ?—la It naturb *“'OfkohloTruak'or fault ©reliance, Which our liking'or disliking, Limits to a sipglpig^nCfc^L .Like presentiments of danger, uThoiigh'tlio skyino'shadow'flings; ,<)r iMfr-lrtiior.scnSo,still stranger,': Of iltiscon—mmttercd things f ' rlfr.it—-Oycnn-no ono tell mo— - - No one show sufllclentcamio likings—and dislikings— ,, ,!Hovq their,own instinctive Jaws., 3E{o«(liiiimio. 11 SALLY SLY AND JIMS ■ MEANS. *' iinMoßoiis •nnroiiT on ddttbii. Wo”dopyilho following from the Farmer *» Monthly VCutor,' Thoro is a good moral convey ed in It, told with n rich vein of humor that is capldi; It is from the pen of S. D. Little, of tho Mcrrinioc (N. II.) Agricultural Society. ' The bcniUcOnioof tho. Creator is manilestcd, in id disposing otlr tastes, and so adapting these to tho varieties with which we arc surrounded, as to mpko lilp a scene of enjoyment instead of a burden; might have been that necessary food would have been noisome as It is sometimes to the diseased stomach, had it not have pleased the Creator to have ordered it otherwise. Bread Is tbo Stairdriifo, but butter is given to make it slip down oafldr; and With a butter relish. 'But Ifdlßponds sombthing oii'wlio'makCs'tho butter* whether It answers this purpose." Butter made lit JOe Bunker’s house, needs.to bo eaten In thd dark | .then to make'it'passive!!, one ortwo otlior , SenBob ) should : ho f laid aside—while that his brother Jonathan tuny bo eaten in the full blaze of noon; you would wish that your ftcck.was.as tong again, (hat you might have the (ueftsurabVo sensation of swallowing prolonged.' Perhaps, obit of lho ; . history of their bettor ualves" will .explain the'whole matter".', Joe’s wife was Sally Sly—.when a small girl sho was «ly—sho would not half wash the milk pail, but oly*lt-av/ay.-aiui-let-'ifc : -Bom. Sho was sly nt «cUpql, and did pot halt' get-her lessons, but would have her books'in sight when reciting— bulnssho; grew oMerslio learned that , to’got well married, she.must appear well, and so she bent nil her cunning. to get a snporfleial educa tion, id everything, froqi roasting a potato .to playing tjio piano.. d’oor Joe'.foil in Jove with - her, and ‘love has no cyca, r so ho burned her. But SOoii'after ahb'ehtored on honsckoeidlig, his oy« sight .'came,- nml ho saw his that it was ‘forbeltcr for worse/ aml lie thought it was nil loPWorsu.r Liko-a tWo philosopher, ho conchi ded to'ondurt) what ho cduld notavold or cure, mid* got (along tolerably, well, only when- ho came to lieri'bulter, for-hls in’rithcr waa a 1 real butter’ maker. Evorytlmo :ho isaw or tasted of Sally’s butler,lm /e]t (ho liorrors., Her. manner of mak ing Imlfetyis somewhat "6s follows: sho.{hinkp it .of. no consequence Avliether the milk jiatl'{ti sweet or sour—sets the milk In n warni.rpom, hepa\i?c it is easier than to go % into tlibj'colllif, aiid'if some dirt'phopld blow into the p.Vis site ihlnks’ovoiy.inaq piust ‘eat a peck ol dlrt/.spd in po plftpe'wUl It slip down easier tliau irt'bi/ttcr I —'she lota tlfo creftm pots.be open, nml whpa. she,churns forgets the pokei leaves the cream, at blood heat tliat ll rimy come qiiick.— iVlien'.slio takes it 6ut ot (he claim, she picks oilt thu bodies—(hp legs and wings are.so sumli they .can bpswallowed;; Sho works out half (he hu(tbhiillk l mlc( seta" jt away jn n warm pjuoo for use. ' Bo Or Joe lifts seen so* iriuch of (his' kind that ho dcclarva-butterdoesfiot agree witkhis iiepkh > and)Wll4 not taste it. Vat his wlfowon <lprs w)iy ho does npt .try It, upd marvels tlmtiio does not koep a dairy and make butler for nmr- Hct; *.. .[ : Johathftri was ft younger brother of Joo, and ho fp eat at his brother’s enough to. know why ho (lid riot eat butter ; and tie de clared ho pover. woiild; marry without knowing what,;hl» bread would ho buttered .with.; Fol lowing jihu bent of his fancy lie made several at. (yinptsat inalfimuny, and,Julia Jumper almost caught*, was' always good butler oVi the tftblo’fyrdett, bnt.hd iyiis determined to know \ylio made it. .On Inquiry, she say'ss La'riip ! mother "makes Iho.bultpr} 1 take loMorisori the piano.” 1 ~ , ... , . A* Well,V says Jonathan, “I want a wife that t&Kes'lessons, on tho .churn—l shall look fur- r i.’ ' ‘ ' Artcr sovcnil unsuccessful attempts, and Just ready to dlspalr, he started In pursuit of stray catflu : bhfolu breakfast; and wandered' through thp forest Into the next town, end weary and hungry,’called nt a decent looking house and asked for some refreshments, which were most corilhvlly granted, for .the family were what aro cdlod Scutch Irish—in religion Presbyterian, and hi hospitality boundless. Ifprobo/oimd thy butter oxijctly rights though the. weather,,Was''liut,,tl\q butter kejit its shape aH yi.‘H ap'bues'wax. ilecnteclilpd tlio lady “bout her hp’uauwlfory,‘for (lie bread was us right Pfl thb , Thu'old - lady said her Health was ieqbly~Bhe goubj db hut IKtlb,, had the wholo'maungem'ont. " Ilo'mm’losbmo roiiml- Inquiries cohcurnlng Jenny { and lioard that she hearty, black-eyed lafis of ahoiit (wo sjii| twenty: bftd, never soon ftidano or at tendyd ft ball, but,know tho assembly’s pate cbjppv, sing Old Hundred to a charm, ■plq (lax Mil darn stockings, apd was then gone to to\V ; n w|th biitto'r,' 1 lie lingered, \vaa when bin excuses for staying Were oxhftiistod, ho. started. lie could not'get the good butter out of his nilnd, aud' hoty it happep °di f l, ( know notj.Ho.soen found'his way there ftnd tjid result of his advouturo, was, ho ;hf .AfoNean. And now-one of !>ls biittor is worth more than Joo’s wife TOHld-.inaUb In ahionth,. .There’s no trouble going fo'nmrk'ut—thd keepers of g6ntbol,board. J n 8 boupys In the neighboring villages send amt take tf at the’ Highest' market price. • Now.tho main dlflereiico between those two women arise from tho maimer of training* though U , Itsr®'jB 1 tsr ®'j 8 no’dUTereuco in natural disposition.— i t oladarii Sly. never looked ouito see thntSal b* ,U H horwork right, biit suH'eved her to shy oil her iVorlc ns.sho chose,'nml though a good jwusokooper, horsolf, was altogolhor too imhd gont,tanil lilro' tlomo othot 1 mothers thought pioro ?/, '5 otan ff' Ht Vby tvell matrlod thati' niaking her • wlfiin-whllo Old.Miulam AlcKoun was' «otormluod Jenny should bo fit' for nhy fnan’s BY JOHN .B. BRATTON. YOL 42, wife', whether slid got married or not.. ‘ Perhaps there is no nioro 1 certain .criterion 3 by ivhicli. Id judge of d womanVgcnoMl character for neat, ndsa and good housekeeping, than by the quali ty 6f her .butter. Find on the famiof’s table a good solid, properly Baltod,woll worked slice of butter, one! yon need not fear to cat ‘tbo calces or hash; but see a spliish of half-worked butter, salt in'lumps, and a sprlnklingiof hair and.files’ legs, you may bo sure that if you bpurd there very long, death will not bo obliged to wait milch tor youdo finish your peck of dirt.., - ; • My advice la, to yplmg farmers, to make it a «wc qua non in a wife that slio makes prime but ter, and the young ladles who aspire to bo f.ir mcr’sAvlves had much belter bo imperfect in (filagree hud than bo deficient in that most important.art of making butter, which smooths, not only the sharp corners of crust and crack-- ers, but will smooth asperities ol the husband’s temper. WHEN 1 AH DEAD. In the dim crypts of the heart; where despair abideth, these words seem written. A strange meaning—a solemn imitation unfolds itself at .their utterance. Four simple monosyllables, how much ofgloomyecohvey! Howycspcak in funeral tones of the extinguishment of earth ly hopes—of the spirt that Ims struggled in vain, nnd is painfully quiet now] ‘Whcn-T nm dead!’ is uttered calmly biit what a calm !—such as n tornado leaves when silfcnee broods over desolation. The voice pro nouncing that desparing pln-nsc, has not all its mournfulness from itself. The listening ear hear oomcthing-inoro; for from those words the high aspirations is quenched, nnd hopes pale and blctxling unon thcshnrp rocks of adversity, come up phantom-like, amid the ghastly scenes of the buried past. , ‘When I am dead !’ We have heard it of ten, like tho pealing belt that tolls the body of the departed to its final rest. The Inst word ‘dead, lingers strangely, and echoes sadly in the car, and through the portals of the sympa. ihizingsoui. Dead—dead—dead—and the world grows gray, and the heart stills, and the eye moistens, to that mysterious sound. The spirit trembles before the rushing flood of conflicting emotions which follow the dark echoe, ,nnd*essay to glance through its import. But the ochbc fades amid encircling mist, and the spirit turns back confused with blindness. Even the echo of death cannot bo penetrated. Tho few few feet of mould that composes tho giuvo, aro wider than the globe, higher than the stars. Not the mind's eye, nor the anx ious soul can glance through the barrier—tho boundary between Time nnd Eternity. •When I am dentil* More or less signifies resignation, or dependent wo, a fulfilment of nature, or a perversion of its end, may these words express, tho’ sad they arc at last. - ( ;Wheu the aged man", whose steps have feeble in the : walks ■of goodness, nnd whose hahd trembled with the friiit of his oft given charity, utters these words, they fall from the lips ns a prayer to heaven.' In them his will harmonizes with his destiny; and the tear that starts foi* a superior soul about to leave-its clay, glistens in tho light of happiness that' gleams out of the heart, at the prospective rc wnrdof the future. *' The lips, 100, that never pressed ihorimof the fount of. Nature’s Poesy, may murmur— ‘.When I am dead !’ -but death to such a one is, bcUcr,-per]iap»,' than: life. * llis Jicart boldg no fimalc, chiming m padenccs to weal and- wo; Iris inward "existence is void, pnd tho rough sn'r facdofhls being checkered, though "not brigh tened by tire half stray thoughts, darkens but Jiitle p’ilh the panoply of the tomb. | llojv different, when youth, glowing with beauty of soul and heart, rich with the treas ures of Inind and warm with sympathy for alb of iovclines, sighs like the south wind, ‘When J nm dead !’ A spirit seems to wail its anthem, Find an eclipse of the noontide fiun to fail upon the picture of a high nature checked in Us pur' from fi-om dulcet waves upon a coral reef, against (lie rock of a destructive shore. . •When T am dead !* It is as mournful as the plaint of a ghost on the tempest and midnight wind. But wc must say it sometime : for tho grave lies at han<l yawning through a bed of thorns or gleaming like a while avenue of hope "leaning against the stars. •When I nm dead !’ Strange and fearful import hath it to the ultorer, but it is a weak phrase only to others, the world. Who speaks it? many think tho single going forth .of a soul will move none —all will be as be ns before. When lie. and you. and we gentle readers, are foldid in onr shrouds, friends dearest and those who Joved us best, will dry" their tears Ore they have begun to flow. The heart that beats with rapture against bur own wHI freeze above our tnemory in brief Jliiifr-briefer than wotnnn’s trust op man’s period of goodness. But It is well thus; ’tis (ho world’s pnslom and nature’shuv. Wc weep not for the dead but while they die. Wo snail soon bo with them; nnd U may be good, wo go early to their narrow home. ’TIs Sweet to Die, “ ’Tis sweet to die!** murmured a fair young suflercT, ns she lay waiting tho summons home. Jler pilgrimage had been short but painful: her path had been embittered by (he malice of ene mies, who had sought upon her pure life to cast “their own soiled spirit-slain.” Slowly she had faded from earth away,nml now ns tho shad owy vale opened to lur gaze she exclaimed— “‘Tis sweet lodic: for to, a blissful home a wails mo above! There slander will never pour its poisonous venom on my name, and no bit ter tears be wrung from my eyes. 0, ’tissweet to die!” “'Tis sweet lo die!” whispered ono who had cnrly proved llio bitterness of pain. She had scon ono of her cherished idols torn from her side, hnd yielded her early dreams of bliss with tunny ft sigh, and now looked forward to a happier home above. ••’Tis sweet to die!” she murmured. *’f long for a peaceful homd, my path has been thorny here, but yonder is a homo of change* less beauty; there brigid (lowers bloom, and voices of life How unceasingly from the throne of God!” ‘ ■ <v. “ J Tia sweet to die!” oxclaimod’tho Chri stian, going hofno. Ho had lived in a world of sin and sorrow, but sustained by a lively hope: ho had sougt to do his master’s will, and now as tho dark valley o’ershadowed’ Idm, with a sure trust in Heaven ho entered tho gloomy shade, exclaiming In triumph, “I have fought tho a good light—l have finished my course—l liavo kept my faith. Henceforth (hero is h crown liud un fin* mo, which Qod tho righte ous Judge, snail give mo at that day, and not to ,mo only, bat all such as love his appear* mg!” ** ’Tin sweet to die!” murmured a lowly one whose lifo'had been spent in prayer and praise. Ho had lived iivsolituclo, far from the haunts of man, and dally had ho laid upon the alter of his Qod the sacrifice of a broken ami contrite hoartr i Now alone, with no kind heart, to wine tho damp dews from his < brow, ho waited tho approach of death, and exclaimed with a sweet smile, “ ’l’ls sweet to dicTlifu has been a dark and troubled scene; for many roars shut out from 1 tho world, X lived aJowly life; now I long toidiol; . 4 jO /death, i where, iff- thy sting; 0 grave, where is thy victory!” ■KI TtmiLUNO STOUT, Among the wohdcWs sights on earth, the volcano of Etna will-always hold a just pre eminence.’ Renowned by mist and present his tory, sablimo by its elevation; its form, and'the awful sccreoy of unknown terrors that lie con ccalcd within Us‘bosom, the Sicilian volcano will always bo viewed with the deepest and most solemn awe. ' It was'with such 1 feelings and such thoughts ns these, I begun to ascend the volcano on the morning of the 6th of May, 1849. I had left Catania on the sth da}' before; in order to visit this wonderful spot. I did not wish to glance carelessly upon.it—no; for to mo there was al ways something reverent, something almost di vine in connection with this £rand mass of up* heaved- lava, which led me to look earnestly at its rugged sides. I wished to ascend, to,view from its summit the fairest regions on earth, to glance down into those unfathomable.depths, where fire, fire; in all its terror, forever dwells, forever struggles. i It was with slow steps that I ascended the cone, after the patient and hardy ponies had been dismissed. I had been an invalid, and the fatigue of coming up‘tho steep and rocky, declivity might well have haunted mo. But, after many reslings and baitings, was ablo to' attain the summit. Tho summit!, Good heavens ! can T ever for get the delirium, the transport of joy, which the boundless prospect there awakcnca within mo? Gan I ever forget the first glimpse which 1 caught of all the glories and tho horrors of Nature, mingled together in such fearful union ? Far away on one side spread tho fertile plains, the green meadows, and the gentle valleys of Sicily. There were streams glancing and flash ing in-tho sun as they wandered to the sea, with ten thousand Inbyrinlhlan turnings ; lakes whoso glossy surface showed not a rutile nor a ripple: there were terraces upon tho sides of a hundred hills, where tho trelliscn vines pass along, oil green and blooming; there were groves of orango trees amid the dark grc«n fol jngo of which the golden oranges peeped forth like the flashes of phosphorescent light in avnld night sea; there were long avenuqw*£ cypress, of acacias, of noble trees, of many kinds umld which kingly assemblages ot times could be seen tho noble summit of some stately palm, os it towered high above tho others. And the sea—the wide, tho boundless, the deep blue Mediterranean—there it spread away on the other side, as far as the eye could reach, as far os thought could run—glorious as— 1 ‘•The dashing Silver flashing Surges of San Salvador.” But to turn aside—and there beneath, far beneath, lipj an abyss like that of which Mil. ton had sung in subltmest mortal strains., I paused upon the brink, and shuddering, I gazed down—down! Tho thick and funeral volumes of tortuously ascending smoke came ‘seething upwards, as from a cauldron.'‘lt es caped through a myriad of crevices in the rocky precipitous sides; it poured forth from -behind projections, and united with tho vast mass which came sublimely'nniyard.frQra the ,un fattaoiimble dcrltbs. Here upon the sandy, rocky edge, yrlicra stil p|iur arid crumbled lava, and pumice stone, were all mingled together to‘form, a hurri.d soil; liereT eat,aml looked down. From the kccnc beyond, from that glimpse of carllnvhich made it seem like heaven ; frOm that vision of nil Hint was most lovely, arid all that was most over powering, to turn and gaze into a volcano’s depth—what a change! , , Involved in a thousand thoughts, I sat,there thinking myself alone; when a sudden grating struck tny dar. I was‘startled exceedingly, and turned around. The place where X ■ had been sitting was a peninsular projection of the cliff which formed part of this infernal chasm Upon this narrow piece of land which joined it to the other dills upon tho isthmus, I saw a mild looking, middle-aged gentleman approach me. lie was dressed In plain black clothes, and in his hand lie held a light stick. •I beg your pardon, signor,’ said he, in a po lite manner and with great softness of tone.— •[ beg your pardon for intruding myself upon yonr company. But it is not often that I see any visitors so far up.’ ‘My dear sir! I beg you will make no ex cuse,*l replied. ■! was just admiring this scene below.’ ‘All! yes; ’tis a glorious sight.* 'Glorious! soiy rather a terrible one.* ‘Terrible, perhaps, to you; but do not bo surpri&xl, if I say to mo it is lovely, absolutely lovely.’ As ho spoke, a smile of bewitching beauty crossed his features. ‘I suppose your tastes aro different from those ot many people, signor.' I have not such feelings. But may I ask if you arc often hero ?’ Ah! yes! t live here,’ ho replied/ waving his stick aroupd. *1 live hero.’ I thought that he meant mo to understand that his homo was on tho mountain, Where very many villas werosiluatcd. ‘And I suppose,’l continued‘that you are very often on the summit?’ ’ •Oh, yes; I am here always.’ * ‘Always! What a strange fascination it has for you !’ ‘ft has ! it has !’ said the gentleman. ‘Oh I a fearful,’ —and his voice grew low and hollow— *a terrible fascination!’ I was silent. ‘I w|U tell you,’ said he sitting clo.sly by my side, and turning Ida yes full towards me.— ‘I do not wish you to inform any one. Prom ise me that you will not-* I had not noticed his eyes before; but I saw now within their depths there gleamed a strange and sinister light. I promised him, nml nt the. same-time un easily drew from tho edge. r ‘.Well, then, signor,’ gaid he, ‘I am king here, I rule Mount Etna!! ‘Yes!’ I"answered, a little alarmed nt Ids words, and attempted to smile. ‘Yes. I atn king hero. In mo you scri tho be ing who causes the lava to pour forth ami over whelm tho regions below. 1 have lived hero for centuries. The spirits of the deep'obey nic, sec!’ ' He leaped up from tho ground. • There waa a fearful light in his'eye, his nostrils were di lated, his pnlu face became white as marble, an' bloodless, save on either cheek there- glowed "a deep red spot. . ‘.See!’ ho shrieked wildly ami loudly, ‘spirits of the deep arise! 11a! —yonder—sco them — they ftro coming-in clouds—enrobed in thun der—see !’ X leaned from the ground; I gazed at him. Ho throw oft Ins hat wildly, ami it fell fur, down'in tho abyss. Ho (lung ol! his coat and thrciV it away, i. •. . .. ‘Signor/ said, I, In hopes that, mild tones might niaWhim calm—‘Signor tho winds obey yon. Let us go!’ ‘Go! Where? is not this my homo! Is not this my palace? Saw you not my servants? You are my'guest'!’ •Wiltyou not sit down and tcll ino about “ OUR COUNTRY— MAY IT ALWAYS EIGHT OR WRONG, OUR COUNTRY." CARLISLE, PA.. THURSDAY, AUGUST 0, 1855. !etna. ['jour homehorael*'snid.l^siiwdderinE* ‘No, therc,are secrets that can never be spok en ! Can you understand .them ! .Who ore you, 0 mortal, that you dare 16 ask 1’ I walked ’slowly'toward the narrow passage oflaml,,thc;bridgc.; Buthos4\ymc, and stood upon it. I could not gd/ •• ‘Can aft this bo plcasaritry-l’ thought It— ; Ah awful thought passed’-through mev which Troze my hcarra bloo.d.j .• wild com pajiionj his eyes blazing ~fixtd piercingly on •me, his hands clenched; his iriouth foaming; o,’ God! I was'alone with tyth&oidc! • ’• ‘Yougo with me.* v V.f ■ ■ , . j 4'.'.’ *, ‘There, I have; ’coino- tOi’earry yon to my home.’ Hc : n6inUd'with h r cold snaky smile down towards the'unfathomable abyss, whence ascendedtho terrible Colupmof Inky and suf focating smoke.’ • --,. r ; /*,-, I gazed at Him for some elementof fascination in his glnssy ntaro 1 wbieh forced me, compelled me to gaze. ''There Waha cold smile upon his Ups,.which were <hU bloodless, and disclosed ns; they parted, hid mouth and tightly shut teeth. .' "-“'•'y, ‘There is my home—iherc r'and T come to take you with mc. : ' how httppy you Will bo. Contc l’ f i tV; ' Still T gazed;. while,my llcjart throbbed with ■ slow and, terrible pulsatioiia*,'i - He one me. I looked all around..-Thb l apcll was broken which enchanted rnygazo? > Jltlookcd nil around, at the blue sky -abqvq, lit dho-'scorching earth beneath: There was l—Oh •! could T but leap' the ,space .. which separated me from the main cliff!' CQUId do it—but I could not! - There:wasija,h’6j)o. •What! do you, not answer ?’ He cried ' suddenly lashed into fury'.byimy silence, and stamped his foot in frenzy upon the rock. Do you not answer ! • Then I:inast tyirry you with mO !’ 1 . The maniac sprang lowards-mc! With all iny energies rouscddnlo frantic ac tion ; with every sinew,’.-.braced and muscle contracted,! planted my foot backward against a small angular rock which projected above the loose, sandy soil, and endeavored** to meet the shock.. IVilh, a wild.vsensam' which arose thrilling!v into the a\r, his eyes all. bloodshot, ms mouth foaming, on ho.came. He struck me; his arms surrourtdutl tfte fna .fearful em brace ; his hotibroath.caipc' burning upon my cheek. I stood firm, for despair and all the bitterness of death, had given no place to fear and timidity, but had bestowed upon me the coolness of One In an -Ordinary situation. I ■ thrcw.my Icftarm beneath liig, my right pass ed over-his neck - and. around -.upon his back, thus seeking to press him to the earth. • It was a moment of horror, ’such as no mor tal tongue eftn toll; 1 A struggle with a maniac! lo be on a small surface 1 of rock, while three thousand feet beneath lay. the abyss of untold horrors! At this hour my heart beats more : fervently even asT think-upon the time. [ Thbs we stood breast to breast, lace to face, the madman and I—he with bis arms cncir cling me, I seeking to save myself. He press ps mo towards the edge of the cliff. lie piling cd his feet deep into the! ground ; he laughed ’ mockingly, ami screamed asjftrtried to dcslt/w: ■ TOoT But-aguinSt lliat robt'm/ta-t wcre'/frni ' ly,braced. and JJield him tightly,' anil sought 1 to hurl him from me I as well might the hun gry, tiger bo hurled froni his. prey. , , ... , Oh’, - the agony of ’ thiit straggle! I know not how lung it was, but'to mo it seemed like many hours. The wild eyes of the madman 1 glared at mine all the t|md, and 1 foajul it itn-| possible to look away. Uis fearful face all | white,,all ghastly, was upturned towards me as ho'shouted with ihis fiendish, mocking laughter, • ’ ‘Oh, heavens! Cart this, will this endure cried lin the agony of iny fear., The niampc, howled with derisive , shouts. ' I felt that I was growing weaker.— Buthc was a maniac; and'would ho giw weaker also ? a thousand thoughts Hod llirough me. ■ '• 11 • ' ’ Suddenly the maniac gave rt'nc fearful plunge. It was with the strength, of a giant that he seized me. He raised me from iny feet. The rock, the saving rock, I had lost It-*-I was gone. I threw my hands'high Itito the air, and a scream of.terror ascended iu unison with the ‘ maniac’s mocking yell.' **' 1 ‘Down ! down ! the bottomless pit ITo the homo of fire and brimstone.!; to tho endless hor rors of burning lakes!’ he screamed as ho gave a bound forward to the edge ofithc cliff., Inspired by a sudden gift of superhuman strength.; by o partial possession of even a madman’s power, I caught him by tljo, throat, and even on the very edge, in -sight of tho abyss, I sprang back ; I bore bim back ; 1 boi'c him to the ground'. 1 ' Fulling heavily up on him I held his throat iti a fierce grasp,-while his:own.arma wore wound tightly,around mine. I felt the hot breath from his open mouth, as iny chocks lay pressed against his face. I heard them grate harshly, and drew my head violently Mvay, as he sought to' seize mo with his tectm •' In.our frantic struggle on the ground, we rolled ,wil(liy about, and the-dust from sulphur and pumice stones ascended around us in snilb cating.cloudt!. r I was half insane. I was strug gling Ibr'lifo. 1 ' I caught up ! a handful of thd tine choking dust and rubbed it violently over his open mouth. l lt went into his nostrils amt lungs. Ho gave a jerk forward in agony.— Amid, the clouds qf dust atolmd I could not see where wo were. 1 -He held my hair as ho sprang; a moment after and a fearful force was strain ing there. Another moment and I rose ; wild nnij. high rose the .shriek of the maniac, and he fell down—idown into the abyss. ■ 1 . Knickerbocker Many applicants Tor admission to this insti tution nio rejected, and for li |C information of parents and others, the New Vork Journal of Coniincf-co stfitcs: “The fact is, that tho highest dogrcoofphy cical vigor is requisite td bear up under the rig orous,discipline of West Point. Tho students aro on duty .seventeen hou'*a out of tho twenty four ; for relaxatioii is as strictly prescribed as labor; and implicit obedience to authority-is the duty of tho soldier. They aro obliged to spend seven hours, from ten to five, in bed, without lights. The rigid discipline of the In stitution Ims tho best cUcct on those who have the strength to bear it. It is Qmm! to bo pro motive of health, cheerfulness and mental vig or. Itcan never in any degree bo relaxed in favor of the weak, for tho country la interested in the exclusion of that class, ns Incompetent, for tho services which it uropo.ses.to require of tlioso there educated. Tlio object of tho insti tution is to train for their country’a service those on whom it'can rely in exigencies and danger. Let none but those who havo exhibit ed indioatioiisof peculiar promise bo encouraged to aspire to'thak exalted brotherhood. -lailuro and 'ulsmiusal assuredly await all who for want ,of health, 'preparation or ability aro unequal,to meet tlio rigorbns requirements exacted of thoqmpils at West Point.” . r , i OMtis only the calm ' waters that reflect Ucavou in tlftslf breast. •• West Point Academy. A Sneeessful Merchant's Experience. A communication 'lnthd .“Country 'Gentle man;”-has a word iri season ’for'those young men who hankeraftcr tickets in the great lot tery of mercantile life. I am a city merchant, having commenced my career as an adventurer from the farm, on a salary of eighty dollars per year,' and having passed through half a life time of incessant toll to reach the point where dependence ceases,and "dinner ahead'* begins. I filled clerkships in several first clasi mer canhle houses, and was associated with h very considerable number of salesmen, accountants and-clerks generally. Near thirty years have passed smeo my.city clerkship began, and the retrospect has developed the following results: 1 All the mercantile houses by whom I was cm- ! ployed, havd since failed—one, after an un- 1 timely creditable career of fifteen years, was car- | ned into hopeless specr and another after of un doubted success arid credit, werd.a few months I since involved in inextricable difficulties—the i results of a single dash of tho pen—and haafor* ever closed its mercantile existence. Of all the clerks with wh6m I have been as sociated, not one has achieved permanent suc cess, equal.-to the value of a well stocked one hundred acre farm, while from the.most brilli ant of their number,’the penitentiary, the hos pital, and tho drunkard’s grave have claimed their victims. Some embarked in business with high aspirations of success, but soon pad- ■ sed away in disaster, and tho career of not a | few woulcHlll thrillingly illustrated chapters in the unwritten history ofeity merchants 1 clerks, and prove beyond question, that “Vice is a monster of such frightlhl mien That to be hated, needs but to be seen; But seen too oft, familiar with its face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.” Some sanguine youth may ask wHbre the successful men originate. I answer, they are the one in one hundred of those who embark in business, and tho one in several hundreds of those who seek clerkships, with bright antici pations of fortune in prospect. Personally, by a rare combination of favora ble circumstances, those “wonder (lowers that bloom but once in a life time.” I am meeting with what-is called success. Tho way to it was paved with incessant labor, of sixteen to eigh teen hours per day, and such days and nights of toil as no fanner’s man oi>boy that T have ever met with ever dreamed of in his rural la bors, and which, if applied to the cultivation of h hundred acre farm, would have developed hidden treasures not dreamed of by tho reluc tant plowman. .But as years pass, and dcvclope, along with the vanities of life, the gray hairs which are stealing upon me, my thoughts often revert to the home scene of my childhood in the country, ami £ feel tempted to shako o(T this nrlfiicial life, and seek for my declining years that repose and quiet which I imagine might bo found in rural life, among an intelligent and open heart ed population, devoted' to* agriculture; and se cure to my family thope.hcallh givir.g influen ces, both mental and physical which cheerful country life must genial minds. ■ ■.. ; A pwt Sonstii'nlcs Bitlits. ‘To bo rJctT’^nia-Mr.' Maro/._ om*‘ worthy Secretary of Stated ‘requires on ly asa (to fac t o ry condition Of the mind.' One may bo rich with only a hundred dollars,while another in Ihopoß session of millions nmy think himself poor: and ns the necessities of life are enjoyed hy each it is evident the man who is best satisfied with his possessions is the richer.* To illustrate this idea Air. Jlaroy related the 1 following anecdote : ‘While I was Governor , of the State of New York,’ said he, *T was call* cd upon one morning at my ofiicc hy a rough 1 specimen of a backwoodsman, who stalked m 1 and commenced conversation hy inquiring ‘if I this was Mr. Marcy?’ 1 •I replied Llwt was my name.’ •Hill Marcy?’ said he. I nodded assent. •Used to live in Southport, didn’t ye?’ ‘I answered in the affirmative, and began (o feel a little curious to know who my visitor was and what he was driving at. ‘That’s what I told ’em,’ cried the back woodstnad; bringing his hand down on his thigh with tremendous force; ‘I told ’em you was the same old Billy Marcy who used to live in South port, but they wouldn't believe it. and I prom ised the next time I came to Albany to come and ®cc yon and find out for sarliu. Why you know mo, don’t you, Bill?’ ‘I didn't exactly like to ignore his acquaintance altogether, but for the life of me I couldn't re collect ever having seen him before, and so I re plied that ho had a familiar countenance, but that I was not aide In call him by name.’ •My name is Jack Smith.’ answered the I backwoodsman, ‘ami we used to go to school j together thirty years ago in the little red school j house fn old Southport. Well times have changed since then, and you have become ft great man and got rich, I suppose?' X shook my head and was going to contra dict that impression when he broke m: •Oh, yes you are; f know you are rich; no use denying it. You was controller for—for ft long time, and the next wo heard of you you I were Governor. You must have made a heap of money, and I am glad of it, glad to see you getting along so smart. You was always a smart lad at school, and I knew you would come to something.' ‘I thanked him for his good wishes and opin ion, but told him that political life did not pay so well as ho imagined. 'I suppose,’said I, fortune has smiled upon you since you left old Southport.’ •Oh. yes,’ said he, ‘lhain’t got nothing to complain of; I must fifty I've got along right smart. You see shortly after yon left South port, our whole family moved up into Vermont .and put right into the woods, and I reckon our family cut down more trees mid cleared more land than any other in the whole State, ‘And so you’ve made a good tiling of it.— How much do you consider yourself worth?’ T I asked, feeling.a little curious to know what ho ] considered a fortune, as beseemed to be so well satisfied with his. ‘Weil, I, he replied, ‘I don’t cknctly know how much I am worth: but think if all my debts were paid I should ho worth three hundred dol lars clean cash.' And het/w rich, for hq wag satisfied. Pi.kasant Smut.—lt is stated that a noted M. I)., of Indiana, has recently created quite a sensation among members of the medical pro fession. in that section, by his success in trap ping tape-worms. lie lias invented a gold trap less than an Inch in length and about a quarter of an inch in diameter. A bait is placed with in the trap, and after tho patient has fasted sev eral days, the aparatus is lowered, by means of a siring, down the throat of tho patient.— Tho worm, which 1s supposed to bo hungry, pushes into the trap, to: seize 'the bait, and is instantly cuught-by a descending portcullis, and tho operator feeling ft bile, ‘pulls on the' Hiring and draws out trap, worm-and all;' Tho invention df such a trap is no ilolioh. It has actually beep patented at Washington. . 1 • (£7*Allis but lip wiadohi that wivntET expe rience. i • AT 82,00 PER ANNUM, NO. 9 The Animal Called a Boy, "Avery uncertain, mj’stcrious. inexplicable creation is a can define him ?” I will try. A boy is the spirit of mischief embodied. A perfect toclotum.spinning round like a jenny, or tumbling, heels over head. Ho invariably 6 0(? s through tho process of feaping.ovcr every chair in his reach; makes drum-beads of the doors; turns tho tin-pans into cymbals; takes the best knives put to did worms for bait, and loses them ; hunts up the molasses cask, and Jeaves tho molasses running ; is boon compan ion to the sugar barrel: searches up all the p*e and preserves left from suppeft and eats them ; goes to the apples every ten minutes ; hides his old cap in order to wear his best one : cuts his hoofs accidentally if ho wants a new pair: tears his clothes for fun ; jumps into the puddles for ! B porl, and for ditto tracks your carpet, marks I your furniture, pinches l)io baby, worries the j nurse, ties firb crackers to the kitten’s tail, I drops his school books in the gutter while he fishes with a pin, pockets his schoolmaster's “specs.” and finally turns a sober household upside down, if he cuts his little finger. lie is a provoking and provoknblo torment, especially to his sisters. lie don’t pretend to much until he is twelve. Then begins the race for frock coals, blue eyes, curly hair, while dresses, imperfect rhymes and dickies. At four teen ho is too big to split wood or go after wa ter ; and nb tho time those interesting offices ought to he performed contrives to be invisible —whether concealed In the garret, with some (old, worm eaten novel for company, cnsconscd I on the wood pile learning legerdemain, or bound off on some expedition that proves more de plorable than explotable. At fifteen ho has a tolerable experience of the world ; but at six teen to twenty we may clear the track when he’s in sight, lie knows more than Washing ton ; expresses his decision with the decision of 1 Ben Franklin ; makes up his mind that he was | l>orn to rule the world, and new-lay the trank ; of creation ; thinks Providence is near-sighted : understands theology and the science of the pm nount; informs his father that General Jack son fought the memorable battle of New Or leans; asks his minister if ho don’t consider the bible a little too orthodox ? Tn other words ho knows more limn he ever will again. Just hail one of Ihoscapecimcns as “boy” at sixteen and how wrathy he gets. If lie docs not an swer yon precisely as the urchin did, who an grily exclaimed, “don’t call me a hoy, I've Smoked these two years !” he will give yon a .withering look that is meant to annihilate yon, turn on nls heel, and with a curb on his lip mutter disdainfully, “who do you call boy V Tmd oil, the emphasis ! But, jesting aside, an honest, blunt, merry, mischievous boy is some thing to be proud of, whether as brother orson: for in all his scrapes a good heart gets the boU ter of him, and lends him soon to repontenco, and be sure lie will remember his fault —at least live minutes. The Growth of ExlTavngancc. • Evcry-ncwspaper should write once a week, and every minister should preach once a month, says an exchange iftipon the,growth ofextrava-' gancc, the enervating influence of luxury, and the incongruity of ostentations display with the spirit of republican institutions. The extrava gnnctTffhd luxury' -Which ccunmonco. witlsthe parvenus of Inc great cities extend throughout the country, ami toko in a?) classes, those’ who nro least oblo to bear it being roost cftSflj* led /nto it.; , The theory that the extravagant expenditure 'of the rich is of advantage to the poor, is nil nonsense. Whatever turns tho product of in dustry to waste is injurious ; there is so much gono,«o much that might have contributed to human happiness thrown away. If all thc*m dustry that is expended in the production of ar ticles of ostentation rfnd of useful or hurtful luxury, were turned to the production of arti cles of real value, what a difference there would be in the face of the world ! IVc do not Include in the terms ostentation anti extravagant, pro ducts of real art, because they arc refining and elevating, mid supply a want of cultivated so ciety ns much as articles of coarser utility.— I Every one is more familiar with the statistics |of spirituous liquors and tobacco ; and extend I the same calculation to articles of less hurtful j but still injurious extravagance, and what an j incredible total would he presented. | But the waste of industry, the destruction of property, great as this Is, is but the lightest of the evils which habits of luxury bring upon the people. The decay of great cities, the fall of nations have been dearly traced to the inroads of luxury, and to the enervating influences which follow. Thus, tho nations inhabiting the most delightful portions of Europe have yielded to the approaches of luxury, and have been driven out by tho hordes of the North, in ferior to them in everything but the natural strength of manhood. Tims, great cities can not raise their own merchants, and the places of the men who acquired wealth and honor in crowded communities nix* filled by lioys from tin? country, inferior m education and in what are termed advantages to the enervated sons of the city. The rude discipline of poverty and early struggles gives a strength that hears down all the competition of those who aru called in luxury. 1 An* Awkwaup rni:mf.MKNT.— f.nsl Satur day evening, just nt dusk. two young gcnllc- I num who were bathing in Miami river, at Day ton. (0.,) perceived a scamp running oil' with their clothes. They instantly swam ashore ! and gave chance, hnl without success > anil j they' were compelled to betake themselves to I nnarlic sports until the evening was far enough advanced to enable them to gain their board, i ing-honso-unperceived. TJiis feat they accotn -1 phshed about midnight, after some unpleasant encounters with (he mosquitoes am! dogs. A Ki,OQt:i-:xT Kxtuact.— Cio preach to blocks nml Slones, yo who believe that love is of the clay ! (Jo preach to the dead, yo who deny iho immortality of the auctions. Go reason with lavs, or lulls, or images of wood, or with yonr own motionless, lifeless, ioy souls, yo who be lieve that, because there is no marrying yon der, there shall he no embracing, or because wo, may hot use the gentle words “my wife,” we may hot clasp these snnclifled fonns in our own holy arms. I tell you, man. Hint immor tality would be n glorious client, if. with our clay, died nil our first nflcctimiH. I tell you that nnnihilatiou would be heaven, if I believed that, when my head nt length rests on its cof- Ihi pillow, and my Ups sink to the silence and repose of death, these loving eyes will never, look into mine again, this pure clasp never nrouml my "neck, this holy caress never bless ino*.more. —The Old House by the River,. DC/* "Ned, who is that girl I saw you walk ing with 1” “Mias Hogg.” ;“Hogg, llogg~**wcU, alto’s lo bo pllticd for haying suqU iMtam.Q.” t •;So I think. ’* rejoined Ned. "I pitied her so' much Hint Tillered her mine, and alio Is go- I ihg to take it presently ■'* rascally old bachelor asks—hatia i tVio frlost difficult operation a sutgeon Ifonu? To lake tho Juw out of a woman. ; •/ ■ JBoM-Pteflficr,; JThcri Samuel .Davis was Presiden t of ftincc ton College, ho visited England IW tift'jmro'dfie of obtaining donation's < for tho institution. Qcorsp.thb Second had a curiosity to hearaproa cher from tho ‘wilds of America/ Ho accord ingly attended, and wnsso much strudktfitfi tho commanding eloquence of tho preacher,thtit ho expressed - hia astonishment loud enough to bo heard.half way over tho Chiiri&, in such terms as these: ‘He’s a wonderful man! Why.ho beats CAT bishops!’ • - Davis observed that tho king was attracting more attention than himself, paused, anulbolfc mg his majesty full in the face, gave Kifli iB an cmphctic tone, tho following rebuke: • ‘VThen the lion roarcth.let thcbcaslsof thefor* cats tremble; and when tho LoM sptakcth.Jefc tho kings of the earth keep silence/ The king instantly shrank bock : In bis and remained.quiet during the rest of tuon., ... On tho next morninglho monarch fient fqf him, and- gave him fifty guineas for tnte inatl* tution over which he presided, observing IU thtt same time to his courtiers: ‘He’s an honest man—he’s fid honest man/ A Bnrglar Shot by a lady.' Mrs. Lindsey, a lady residing in Eighth avtv nue, New York, administered a dose to a bUr- ■ gler, which ho will find it hard to digest, and which may perhaps stop tho fellow for a while from lying hi* hands on other people's ptopcf-. ty. The Express says : * At about two o’clock, In the tnornlng she Wfifl ‘ aroused from her sleep by a noise in tta ttdjoitt* ingroom, and upon rising up she discovered II couple of highbinders in the act a portion of her jewelry and her husbands gold • watch. Seizing a revolver which was under one of the pillows of tho bed, she tookalto at the, chap that had. the plunder-in his hands,and ns good luck would have it. hit Him on the first Tiro. Tho fellow dropped thes tolcn property, and sprang through tho door intotne street, , exclaiming * My Clod, Bill, I'm shot.” On ex- - winning the premises, after ths burglars bad escaped, it was discovered that nearly every ■ di-nwcr and chest had been broken open,'but' nothing earned off. Mrs. Lindsey is gcrttlti jy a very coragcons woman, and should I*o - highly prized by her husband.. One thing la • very certain, ami that is, it would bo rather a • dangerous proceeding to attempt to rob her premises so long as slio possesses a revolver*: and knows so w<Jl how to use it. Thrilling Escape from a Block SlWtfi On Monday Inst, several Children, ataotß whom was an interesting daughter of Joseph Hemphill, Esq., aged ttbout ten years, were eh* joying n sociable pie niC in ft woods about M mile south of West Chester, fifid were thrown into & panic by a largo black snake. Miss Hemphill, lingering behind her comrades Ml some blackberry bushes, espid ft nest of jonng , snakes, and {mediately storied to run towards the clearing. She succeeded in crossing tbb : fence when her p?b gross was impeded by a large ‘ black snake that had wound itself twice rodnd ' her thighs, on the outside of her ; bound her so tight that sho could not move.— How or when it goLthcre she could not tell,her ideas being so contused by fright, bn seeing,, the nest from which she ran. Sho was relieved in her locomotion by the snake taking a high er position, when she threw up, her arms ilnd * ran, using her basket to fight the reptile, • which clung to her and bit incessantly atbef She was finally relieved from her peri-• lons situation by n gentleman who was attrac ted to the spot by her cries, and who killed thO' snake. Wc have heard a marvalous story about ft very large snake —say ten feet long—having been repeatedly seen in that section. Howbt* or cxageralcd the size,' wo have it pretty 1 straight that those who have seen it, have beet! fearful to attack it without a gun. I (IFcsl ChesterJcffersonia.ru “ CAN’T." "Bah! His perfectly absurd to say yoU dah't ' for you know well that'*‘whcro wi)l / there Vs way,”, The IrishmaDjrho was asked toT)li»7 thevdjlo didn't say “I can't;”no, ho had more spirit? he said, “I don't know till I Uhry.” Can't never .helped one thro’ life; It; neither discovered Georgtura JSidus, nor peeled i an orange. Can’t Is first OOusin to Despair.— It has pushed many a man down tho hill, but never helped him up one inch. It ia a beggar ly companion, who will stick to you till you haven’t a single stiver of resolution left. Fail, urc is no reason why you should say you can’t; for didn’t you read in your primer a nico mor- - al story telling you to “ try again?” Don’t think that what your primer said was non- . sense: you just follow its many instructions and advices, nnd can’t will never cross your mind. Take courage; it is a cheerless thing - to say or think you can’t do anything. Set ■ yourself resolutely to work, and unless tho thing be altogether superhuman, you will un doubtedly Rilccccd. Many in tho lost stage oT despair have plucked up a spirit nnd frighten ed away the doubts and difficulties besetting them. You may do so also, knowing that— “u’/iuf man has dour m«»i ihay do.” Some Military Facts. At two thousand yards off, a single roan ort horseback looks like a dot: at twelve hundred yards, infantry can be distinguished from cav alry: at nine hundred movements become clear; nl seven hundred and fifty yards head columns cun be made out. If the enemy’s cat air}- arc one thousand yards off v\ hen they begin to move, they will take bout seven minutes to come up—first at a gen tle trot, then at a , round trot, and Anally at ft , gallop, during this interval, each gun can dis charge at them with,great perciaiou ten rounds of round shut. A 30-poundcr, wjl)i only one-third charge at one thousand penetrated twelve inched into good masonry, thirty-one into sound oak, and nearly six feet in a mass of earth, sand and clay. Au eight Inch shell pcnelmto 23 feet in to compact earth.' A regiment of eight hundred stretches 250 yards, a divison of I hree brigades 735 yards, allowing for spaces between; and ft regiment of cavalry -100 yards. A Mammoth Piuntlvo Estaulisomkkt.— We dip thu following from the N. V. Journal of Commerce: ■•The Harpers had a Vifll for their new build ing, amounting to 6200,000, sent in a few diya ago fur payment- Resides the building, they have thirty presses, which cost about S2,OCKP each, a variety of other machinery, engines, • stock, {Ac. The new premises have been 00-' copied a lulle more than a month. Not far from six hundred persons oro employed, and most of the standard works have already been , reprinted. The scale of operations Is about iho fame ns before the conflagration, but' tho facil ities fur manufacturing, arc greatly improved.” ot7’Tbo case of tho young lady, boautifhtl nml wealthy Miss UalsUd, who had bocnplac-* ed jn tho lunatic N. Y., by her falberv* on Iho ground of moral insanity, has been tet mlnatta by conficht. She eloped with'artan* of family, and tho guilty twain being pursued* by her father, whoTs very wealthy, after a long search nml an expenditure of $3OOO to‘differ** ent scouts, &c., were discovered living coxity* n Canada. She was brought back and jricar-* derated as a lunatic: ft hearing was had on a( habeas corpus, and ended ns above, Iho mat wns kept ns private ns tho being kept from tho proceedings. Ivo Jeanl , from ,l,o"ii w l,o-ki.ow.«» fcn.ll/of ttojounjj. lutlj flint her infatuation for her destroyer Bill! t'oiiliiiiioh. _ iit-An old lody-whilo indulging* few even. ImSi since , in reminiscences of her girlhood. When'aim lind lols of 'bum, exclaimed, "Why tho trulh'is, that at boo timo I wns so happy that I was fairly uncomfortable.” ■ -, • ■ m
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