ameiiicais t __ t , JDDLISHKD eVeky TUnnBDAY MOBMISO St jfobn »• T EBM S". _Ono Dollar and Fifty Cents, SobscbipWO* Two Dollars if paid within the P ‘""iTwo bollars nnd Fifty Cents, if not ye ?I f “m V be year. These terms will bd rig ilnV adhored b) every instance., So s«b idly.adborea o u d Untn a] , arrcftragc3 aro s °m P .nless at the option of the'Editor.- . - pa ]u)VBnTisEUEKT3 —Accompanied by tlidOAsu, nnd not exceeding otto square, will bo Inserted «ireo times for One Dollar, and twenty-five cents tor each additional insertion. Those of agreat fcr length in proportion. ' - Jod-Pbintino— Such as Iland-bills, Posting bills, Pamphlets, Blan'ks, Babels, &c., &c., exe cuted with accuracy and at the shortest notice. poetical. THE PAY. at the glade hard. One beautiful night, As I laid on a lawn,’ A Fay to ray sight. Appeared forlorn; With jewels and gems Her form was arrayed, Which dazzled my sight— As well as dismayed. 'ln beautiful ringlets - ' Her dark auburn hair Hung over her shoulders, •. ’ i Enchanting and fair , . . A wreath of fair lilies - Was twined ’round her head, ! And sparkling diamonds , O’er her forehead were spread . ■ - With smiles, the most winning, Her sweet lips were wreathed, Which enchanted me wholly, ■ • As greatly as pleased. : - Wliich stole to iny soul. Like a magical spell j And boro my poof heart • In an instant away, ’ - . And crazed mo with love, 1 Fbr that beautiful Fay. Hor form was sylph like. And most beautiful too; ' Like a spirit of light . She appeared to my view. Her cooks and ber lips, Like a rose bud, were red, With softest-carnation That bver them,spread | And softly and lightly She held in her hand, A magical something— A symbol of. wand, Ho ■ step was as light. As is that of the fawn j ; And like a bright shadow, She tiifijied o’er the lawn. Her voice, like soft melody, , Rung on my ear, And in musical cadence Was lost in IJi.e air. A bright silver cloud Floated over her head. Light tinted with shadows, Of orange arid red j - And from it proceeded ~A musical baud--' A host, of bright forms, . Singing sweetly and blaiid: Their strains were so sweet, And so softly they fell, That my spirit at once Was eriwrapt in the spell f , ’ And I longed to bo ono Of that musical hand, And dwell with that Fay, In her own sunny land. But scarcely the wish . Had rose up in my breast, When' the sun’s golden rays, Glimmered forth in (he cast; And off like the down , Of a thistle ,they flow, -r. - like spirits,.. \ Away'.from'hry-.vle'V''.'^ But still wi’iori the moon Shines with silvery ray,- My heart bounds with lovo For that beautiful Fay. 3111ortlitintotio. WoMaWS will. The following beautiful story has been pub lishcd in .different forms; but none so good as tie original: ■ Sir Sugo had readied bis fifticthycar. unmo lested by passion, save an ardent one fora flow ing goblet. Instead of love passages, his de light was in tournaments whence lie always re turned victorious. At length he .was flung from the saddle of his indifference by the beard less tiltcr love! He saw Angelica, the fairest maiden of the land, forgot his: gray fiairs, and Btmnindful of the.incongruity of an union be tween May and December, led her to the nup tial altar. Fortunately, Angelica was as mod est as she was fair, and her firm virtue repulsed the numerous butterflies that swarmed 1 round' the opening flowers of her beauty. Sir Hugo knew the tried virtue of his consort, and there fore she was to him dear and precious as the ap* pie’ of bis eye. One morning he rode up.to pay a visit to a, neighboring baron in arms, his honest squire Cpnrade trotting after him. - Scarcely had they proceeded half way when the knight suddenly’ stopped; and cried— “ Come here, Oonrade ; a most tormenting thought has just-occurred to me. This js, the very day that Father Nicholas comes to the cas tle to say mass for iny dear wife and myself, and I am not at all inclined to have him in my . abode during*my absence, so gallop back, and desire your lady ; in my name, not to admit the priest.” Conrado paused and iliook his head as if in doubt, and replied, ’Excuse me, noble sir, but perhaps the lady Angelica, if left, to her own discretion, will do what you wish.’ i“ A curse on your perhaps!’ exclaimed the knight; I make all sure by giving the order.” ••Do yon. think so?” replied the squire, ‘?npw, Tinmy simplicity believe exactly the contrary. Take the advice of your faithful servant for once in your life; -let things take their course, and give no order on so delicate a point.” . ‘‘ A fig-fur your delicacy !*’cried Sir/Hugo, angrily ; ‘what absurd fancies you have got in to your head to-day! Do you think an diour’s t-idca-fasksotedioUs?' ’ ' ■ •»i<3h>! if 1 it comes to that, sir” rejoined, Con yade, ” I have:no more to say,” .... ,He.,put spurs to hishorse, and rode back to (he castle,' . ’ ' - Angelica saw him galloping up, and cried in (error, from the window, “what has brought you back in such, haste! Has any accident happened to my lord ?” •“ None whatever, gracious lady,” answered Conrade, “ but the noble knight was apprehen sive that some accident might happen you, if by.chapco you .took it fancy to ride Saltan.” “I.ride—ride the largo greyhound ed Angelica, in utter astonishment. “ T believe you are drunk or toad. ’ It is impossible that your masterian have sent us so ridiculous a message.” ; “Aye. but be did though,” pursued the pqmre; “and my noble master said at the same time, that he knew Sultan would bite terribly pot being accustomed to be “made a ponyo f: arid ho therefore begs that you will not attempt to divert yourself in that way." i Having said this ho again mounted his horse, and galloped off to rejoin his master, ■ ' * 1 . “Am I awake,'or do. I dream ?" ejaculated Angelica. “The folly of Sir Hugo is so strange, that I am almost tempted to believe ii- all a wild dream; What does lie' iiiein? 'ls it not eiiOngh tbdt ( nave hitherto tried tq read his every will and wish, arid, when known, obeyed them implicitly; and do I deserve that he should strotoh his power 'so frir,'and play the' 'capric ious, haughty tyrant ? Now, I rice that to .be ,UNTEER. 1w t i am BY JOHN B. BRATTON. VOL. 44. submissive, too softly compliant, is not tha way to treat him; the rthrat that crawls the dust is trampled upon. But no, Sir Knight, it is not gone quite so far with us yet: in spite of you Iwillride Sultan; and you may thank yourself, ns but for your message such a thing would never have entered my head.” Her soliloquy was here interrupted by the entrance of a servant, who informed her that Father Nicholas had arrived and was in the an te-chamber. “X cannot receive his visit to day," said the consort of Sir Xlugo, "for my lord is absent. Give this as my excuse to the reverend father, and beg of him to return to. morrow;’' “With all due respect to Father Nicholas” continued she, when left to herself, “he shall not spoil my pleasant ride. Now, if iny pony were but here; lie must have an ea sy gait and his lecth Ido not fear; he is asqui et as a lamb.' Oh 1 how shall I delight in this two fold pleasure of showing the surly old fel low that I neither care for him nor his orders, and of trying a pastime that is at least a novel one!” Through every corner of the house re sounded now her crj’ of “Sultan.”*- “Hero boy! Sultan! Sultan 1” The immense but docile animal sprang from a bone upon which he was feasting, and was at her side in an instant. Caressing him till she got him into a room, the dopr of which, she shut. ‘‘Now, friciiß Sultan,”cried his fair mis 11111 tress, “no growl, no bite, and all is safe."— With her snow white hand she continued Stro king and patting his huge back for some min utes, and then, in the hope that if only through gratitude he would comply with the fancy, she mounted her new steed. lie showed bis teeth a little, in some doubt what all that meant, but she soothed him again into a good humor and patient endurance of;the novel burthen; 'but ho thought this quite enough, and did not stir from, the one spot. Angelica was naturally not much pleased with being thus stationary; she therefore goaded him with her foot, but no trot would Sultan condescend ; he remained motion less as before,-while something very much like a from his immcnce and fear i'n spiiingjaws. Out of all patience she exclaim ed— ■ ..• “You shall feel the spur then, you. lazy brute;” and drove her heel into his side. He growled audibly, but stirred not an inch ; she repeated her blow. This was .too. much for ca nine patience; he made a spring, and ns she fell full length upon the floor, he turned and bit her hand. The dismounted rider endowed the floor with a few. tears, and then sprang' up to turn out of the room the uncourteous brute who had'thus rudely shown how little he understood play. ’ . - . Towards evening Sir Hugo returned and in quired with suspicions haste whether Father Nicholas had been there. '; •‘ Oh, yes, he was here,” answered Angelica, ‘but I ventured to refuse him admittance.” The knight cast a triumphant glance at his squire, and whispered him, “Now. old Wis dom, do you see the use of my orders I” Conrade, who; as may. be supposed, had said nothing of the altercation lie made in the sub stance of hia embassy, shrugged his shoulders with a smile unperceived by His master, .who ha'd immed again-to his ceived that she'wdrC a * bandage '.upon her soft hand’. lie immediately iriquircd lhe caiise. 'Sultan Wt me,” said. Angelica, .‘land it is all yoiir fault, Sir Hugo, ’’ added she/ sobbing. “ My-fault!" cried the knight. ' Yes. j’our fait, and nobody's but 3’ours,”. retorted his spouse; “If you had not sent me word by Conrade not to ride the nasty, mis chievous brute, s'uch a mad trick would never have entered my head.” In mute astonishment the knight hurried to seek an explanation from his squire. Who had clipped away when Angelica began her com plaint. What message did you bring your lady V’ demanded he. i- Conrade now confessed the truth. “ W'erc these .the orders I gave you. you scoundrel ?” said the enraged Sir Hugo. “Certainly not,” replied the squire; “but | yon will own that I have made my. point good. You may how see how it would have been had I given you order, about the young priest. ■ My noble lad}' is a model for her sex, and almost an angel, but still she is a daughter of Eve, who meant to have bequhthed to all her lineal female >’descendants her own’ spirit of perverseness.— And we hive only to remember the Lady Ange lica’s pleasant ride.upon Sulian to be convinced that it had lost none of its vigor in the de scent.” ' . , •—■f— Of all men, give us the thorough, goahead Anglo-Saxon, whom no difficulties can subdue, no failure dishearten. It is the mark of aweak mind to despair. Had Wellington, lit Waterloo, or Taylor, at Buoria Vista, fallen back, as many other commanders ri-ould have done, the day would liayo,boon tost ;'•■ but tliey had that indom itable perseverance so characteristic of the. true Anglo-Saxon, arid keeping their ground, won victory., “ Hard pounding this,”said Welling ton; as ho throw himself into, a.squnro to escape a charge of the French ourasaiors, hard pounding this, but wo will see who can pound the longest.” “ Fall back—riever,” exclaimed General Taylor, when, as the column pf-Mexi cans, five thousand strong, came on,it was pro posed that the artillery should take up a now position, “never! but give them a little more grape, Captain Bragg.” In these heroic words wo soe the secret of success on the part of both those great commanders. So in ordinary life; it is the man of dogged resolution who wins the day. One of our wealthiest merchants was once surrounded with difficulties from which ho saw no escape, that at' one time ho had contemplated insolvency, and had liis spirits quailed an in. starit, he would Jiarogono down to irretrievable ruin; hut ho kept a firm' (font, rallied all his resources, and wont, through the terrible crisis with flying colors. Never despair, ypung man! There is always hope. Weak men are subdued by occasions, says a celebrated writer, but great men.conquer them. Memorable words? Wo may say of life what Byron said ol Liberty-; “ Forlfrecdom’s battle once began,. Bequeathed from bleeding sire logon- Though baffled oft, is ever won.?’ , Thomas Jefferson and John Adams both died on the 4th of July, 1826. John Adams diedin his 91st year', and was eight years older than Thomas JcOerson ; Thomas Jefferson was eight years older than James Madison; Jotries Mad'- son was, eight years older than James Monroe; James Monroe was eight years older than John Quincy Adams. The first five of the Presidents —all revolutionary men—-ended the terms of service in the 06tli year of theirago. Washing ton, born February 22, 1732 ; inaugurated 1789 j derm of service expired in the 60th year of his ago.'. John Adams, born October ■ 19th, 1735; inaugurated 1797; tcrnvuf service ex pired, in the;6othyear of his ago.' Thomas Jefferson, born’April2lst,' 1743 ;• inaugurated 1801 ;• term ofs is-vKriroXp i i-cd in the 06th year of his agcl' Janies.Madigdn,'born March sth.- 1751-;. inaugurated’lBo9term of service.ex pired in the (iOthycar of his age. ■ Janies Mon roe, born Apfil'2d, 1759-; inaugurated 1817, term of service expired in tlie COtli year of liis ego. ■ ■ PcrscTcraneer. Facts for the Curious, Female Industry. There are in the United States some eight millions of Women, a great portion of whom are dependent upon their daily labor for bread.— They form a largo portion of the industrious community, and as such they arc worthy of-all protection. They arc the mothers and daugh ters of the land, exercising the most incalcu lable influence upon the morals, the, fortunes, the destinies and happiness of the Republic. As such, should not every effort be made to sweeten their daily toil, and afford them an ad equate_compcnsation for their' daily labor. If they are forced by misfortune or poverty to a dependence upon their oven industry,, should we not stretch out to them a helping hand,?— Forced as they are to an utter reliance upon our generosity, should we not be careful how we tamper with the sacred trust confided to us? The wages of female laborers are, generally speaking, miserably low. They afford nothing like an adequate compensation for labor per formed, and it is always supposed that a wo man must do identical tasks cheaper than a man. Why this is so we cannot conceive; there is no good-reason for it—none at all. Wo men arc forced to work.constantly for a misera ble pittance, 1 hardly sufficient to support life, and no prospects beyond, save the dark one of beggary and starvation. The terrible conse quences of this state of things, are too well known. ’. Our' Opinions of Ourselves. The opinion which man entertains of himself ought to be. distinguished as it relates to per sons and things. To think>highly of ourselves in comparison with others, to assume by our own.authority that precedence which none are willing to grant, must be always invidious and offensive; but to rate our powers high in pro portion to things, and to imagine ourselves .equal to great undertakings while we leave others in possession of the same abilities, can not, with equal justice, provoke censure. It must be confessed that self love, may dis pose us to decide too hastily in our own favor; but who is hurt by the mistake ? If wo arein cited by this vain opinion to attempt more than we can perform,’ ours is the labor, and 1 ours is the disgrace. But he that dares to think well of himself, will not always prove mistaken ; and the good effect of his confidence mil then appear in great attempts and great performances. If be should not fully complete his design, he will at least advance it so.fares to leave an easier task for him that succeeds; him; and even though be should wholly’fail, ho will fail-with honor. But from the opposite error, from torpid de spondency, can come no advantage; it is the (rest of the soul, which binds lip all its powers, and congeals life in perpetual sterility. He that has no hope Of success will - make no attempt, and where nothing is attempted, nothing can be done. ' 1 Independence, We like a consoienlipus, independent man; let the consequences bo what fhcj'.riiay—rwhois always prompt to do;what, hot believes'to. be light, without regard to the opinions ofothers-- one who examines all subjects for himself, arid having done'so carries out his.-cohclusions in a manner that there is no mistaking. .You al ways know Where to find suclr a innn; you have only to ascertain his bpinion of things to know what he will do with regard to them.— He can be depended upon in any emergency '; acting upon the dictated of anhonest conscience, he will not be swayed by fear, favor or afiec tion, from doing what he things is right. How, infinitely, supremely higher he stands in the estimation of the world, and we might pay of his Maker, too; than the. poor apology who pins bis ideas to the coat-tail of some 'man, or set of men, and dare not say, or even to act out, wha't he thinks right, for fear of dis pleasing those who’look upon him, as every one does, in the light of a tool, to be used or abused at pleasure. Nobody respects him, and even those whom he serves despise him for his want of that noble principle, independence, without which man is as the beast that labors- We have,seen- somewhat, of this latcty, and it has made us hbart-sick for those who lack the ability. to exercise; that' manly' principle, inde pendence. . • Bringing an Obstinate Juror to iris Sen ses.—The Santa Cruz Sentinel, gives the fol lowing account of a method adopted' recently in its town to overcome, the objections of an qb atinate.jurof': .' Persuasion and starvation are the approved common law methodiof producing, the. above result; but a novel method was lately tried in this town. 'By some means, a fellow juror, a,n utter stranger to all his-brother jurors was placed upon the jury, who dissented from 'the verdict agreed to by. the. other-, eleven.- They came to a joint conclusion without delay, but the stranger pertinaciously; held out against them. .After an' hour of argument, with no avail,.it was at last proposed that tiny jury should return a verdict of “guilty by eleven ju rymen, who believe the other one to be a con federate of the prisoner, and as great a rascal.” This ended it; stranger saw- twenty . vigilance committees in his mind’s eye, and in five min utes the jury unaniriiousiy rendered a verdict of guilty. BauTAL MunpEß-m Omo.—A man , named James killed.his cousin, Mr. June, in Sandus ky county. He had an, old; grudge against June, and came to-, sec him. He locked the door, putting .the key in his pocket; and draw ing Ins revolver said, “ June.l riawc come here to commit murder ; arid am going to do- it."— As he said this be presented and snapped his revolver, which missed fire. Juno then seized him, and a tremendous souffle ensued between June, ajded by bis wife, and tho-misorcant; tbc latter by this time cutting right and left with a, sharp knife. Mrs. J. . perceiving,that her hus band was being cut piece-meal, quit her hold, burst through a panel of the doormnd.shouled “murder!"': Ou'lha-,arrival of the neighbors, aroused by her cries, it -waSrfound that, the murderer- had succeeded in disemboweling June, arid.urily failed of bis diabolical purpose by his knife being broken oft at the handle. James was secured, arid on examination before a Jus tice, confessed'hts purpose freely-and said, “he only wanted Juno tp; dip, and then, ho would die happy," expressing no contrition whatever. He is now in jail at Fremont awaiting his trial, O” Sterne, who used bis'wife ill,- waff-one day talking to Garrick, in a fine, sentimental manner, in praise of conjugal bliss and fidelity;. “The husband,." observed Sterne, ‘who behaves unkindly towards his wife deserves to ihave ihis, homo burned over his head.’ Garrick , replipd —“f hope you are insurcq, Ihctj.” Or” \yhp was the greatest chicken butcher, according to, Shakespeare? King Claudius- jn Ifainlet, tyho did " murder mogt foul.” . .C> V ' ‘ \ “OCR COUNTRY—rMAT IT ALWATS : BE tliGXr^—BUT RIGHT OR WRONG, QUR COUNTRY.” - “ : 1 CARLISLE, PA., THURSDAY, JUNE 8, 1858. • f‘ . A PBETTf FO|T. Thcro’s magic in d ladyhijfoqt. Arid well trie ladies know it— And she who has apretly.one Is pretty sure to showii) At times, yon, too, are martyred by - The nicest little auk)o, ; TJlmt shoots nn arrow thrqngh yonr eye, '• ; Within your.heart to rankle, But when it trips along the street Through wind arid mud, and Vapor, By sheorost accideni yorijseo How beautiful the taper) /And ns it stops upon the tralk Amidtho crowd to mingle, Two roguish eyes look r uprind say, «I wonder if ho’s singly ??’ A female correspondent OtVlh'c Life llhistia ted, gives the following accptipt .of a visit tc the Dead Letter Office nt Washington: “Wo had been fortunateichough to procure the entree to this place through special favor and influence, although as a general thing, no visitors are admitted. It Was a large, light room. with two or three desks, at which were seated aged officials in silentfdcOupution among literal drifts o.f letters. The .walls were lined onevery side with huge mail (sacks which had been returned full of unclaimed epistles, from myraids ofPos't Offices ; ilier4 might have been fifty or a hundred of these sacks, and cach.pro bably contained, thousands bn thousands of letters. 1 ■ 7 ‘ ; ‘How rapidly you disposehf them !’ said I, watering the speed with which the clerks tore open the epistles, glanced, over them to spe that ho drafts, checks,or otto-imra)riant documents were inclosed, and then threff;' them upon an immense heap of opened lettcVs at their feet. ‘lt is all in .habit, ma'am/tSaid the gentle man, nearest me. ‘We arc accustomed to open a certain number daily, and :to those who do hot understand the expcditimVand.houracy with which we work, it would seefe almost incredi ble,’ ' •V.t'- As ho spofce. a tiny gold.ripg rolled from the folds of a rose,tinted letter,* Whose pagps were evidently written over by pt delicate female hand. • • - --V -‘Ai child's ring,’ -he sMd,. taking it. up; ‘would you like to lopk at it, ma’am ?’ I took it'in iny.iiaiid, it was a fairy circlet of virgingold, with the words ‘Mary to E. V.,’ engraved within—and wortdfc&d who the Mary was, aiid whether the liltleitE. V., who never received the tiny gift was dead or living. Meanwhile the clerk had been taking a rapid note of the signature,-direction, etc. •What will you do with 'f-’ Ilinqiiircd,return ing the ring to his care. .yi ■’ ■ .‘We-lay-nil such things aside, in case they should be called for..’, • • , ■‘And are they often redeemed ?’ * ‘Not often—not once in a lwindred instances.’ ho replied, taking Wlfttle goliwiol'mr from be neath the seal of. anothcvlplter; and-,laying it carefully under-the d«ki •; -.We; stopd'jh mienccVr&BMLng the jiilc-of mbthegt;-* •!»;■ was ; a ■stran^^raldyibfrhand tOh/hotv I should' like, ,these letters,’ said I, involuntarily. V •The official smiled: ‘Tlmt is'.what all the la dies 'say.? It_would -be almost impossible-to., preserve our, charge, from the curiosity of the •female-sox, if fortunately our rules did not pro tect us from many visitors/ “ ' ' . . ‘But do jioit never read theta " :‘Ncver, unless they seem I very important, or contain inclosures of amount.' .ft is all we can do to keep up with the arrival of the dead mails. If we were to stop and read one letter in a hun dred, we Shonld be lamentahly A hehindhand; besides the privacy of these, letters is a point of honor with us. .We have no iiiorh right to read them here, unless it is necessary, than to pry into any other personal secrets.’. Here one of the clerks loancd-ovor and handed our companion d tiny littlep4ckage. : ‘Prom one of the letters,! he said/ ‘I thought the lady might feel interested in it.’ ■ • • It was a single puil of golden hair, tied with, abifof pink ribbon, and wrapped' in a little piece of paper, on which was written, ‘Baby's Hair!’ ' I knettthe History of thatfctferiiran instant; thoiigb I had neycr’lpokcd on.ffs folds, 1. could, see the fair young mother opting the Sonny tress from the infant hind,' aM-plaeing it; with half a smile and half a,tear, within the closely written page that was to glad the heart Of.a far away husband., And lie nevcr:recei'ved the let ter. Perhaps he died under the mighty shadow of Sierra Nevada: perhaps the turf of some Mississippi valley lay cold and close on his pulse less heart,- while she, the. faithful.,wjfo, was growing more sad, less hopeful with every dav that brought nO answering word.” - ‘Baby’s hair." I could not bear that the bright curl should.he thrown carelessly among the host of letters: it seemed like desecration. . ‘May I keep this little look V i ‘Certainly, if you like.’- A , _• ' And I placed it carefully in my rctichle.wilh gentle hand. ■ I know not whether the sorrow ing mother’s, heart .is breaking, day Jjy day, hut certain I am that'there is an invisible bond of sympathy between her soul and mine, clasp ed by a link, of curling, silky gold^‘baby’s hair.” '. • ■ ;■ -It would be vain to attempt-to chronicle the nhraerpus .enclosures which' dropped from the various letters’which Were opened during the short spaceof time we stood , there; Bits. of. rainbow colored' silk, sent for ‘patterns.’ liny muslin collars, newspaper paragraphs, bank•' bills, gold, cards, coarsely written messages from little ones at home, whose hands were gufdcd by mother .or sister, so that the absent father; cousin or brother; might have a- letter, and innumerable other attesting relics.. -. '- • ,‘Whcfd do air these letters .go when they have been 1 opened and examined ? Are they burnt?’; ■ , • aNo ; that was formerly the custom,however. We used to make great bonfires' of them, but aside from tliefaci-that bits of- written.-paper would always escape from tlio (lames, thus de stroying all privacy in the letters; it was found that many pcople inade it a 1 business to seek among too ashes for gold, jewelry .dollars, etc., which often escape our notice here, and, go out in the open letters. So now they are all sent to a paper thill, and re-manufactured into writing paper.” ' Wo passed .into another room, where were many momontoes of the good.old, days before the laws of prepaying postogc-wcntbitq effect. There were two or three stones, which had-been sent for -a joke, ’ involving an immense amoUpt of postage: by some.unfortunale. who luckily, never roscived the ponderous packages; a-gi gantic rag-baby, said to have been sent to some vinegar faced old inaid—a neatly- manufactured night-cap, whicb.somc indignant old bachelor - -paptejHOt recorded—refused in high dudgeon,, to peppivc, and which, .consequently, ftyind its tyay hero, and a dagucrrcoiy pe of a young man, which had been cracked across’ the-'-hoso, and wrathfiiliy .’sent haCk'hy some (hirdatnsel with wfiora he had quarreled. • Wo asked the I’ogtipastcr General, to whejm THE PAD LfiTTEB-fIPPICE. Bolimtffr. we were introduced, how tt happened- that nil the employees of the Head Letter Office were gray haired old men. ‘Because they have more discretion and less curiosity,’ he said, smiling. “Younger men could not ho depended upon; they would prob ably read the letters oftener.’ ‘And why don’t you employ ladies ? I am sure they could discharge the duties admira bly. 1 •Indeed,’ said the Postmaster General, mis chievously, ‘I am afraid their curiosity would be so extreme that the department would fall, into cxtricahle confusion, to say nothing of the dead letters.’ ■ - We were so indignapt at this.horriblc and heretical opinion, that wo asked no further questions, but took our leave, much gratified with our novel and interesting experience in the Dead Letter Office at Washington. The Yankee Pedlar. The importance of supporting your own stock if you are going into the wool business, is very emphatically enforced in the following Stpry, that comes to us from a very agreeable corres pondent: Some years ago I was travelling on the eas tern shote of Maryland, and stopped for tl|e night nt the house,of a,gentlemen by the name of Jones. He was not at home, but his wife received me very politely, though I was in the capacity of a traveling merchant, a p'erpiatatic vender of notions, vulgarly called a pedlar, she made a few purchases of articles useful in the family, and might have bought more, had 'not Mr. Jones returned unexpectedly, and' at once commenced to abuse me most roundly, and said he didn’t want any pedlars about his house. I gave him back the change is his own coin until he cooled down, when Tasked him what made him mad at all gentlemen of my business ? He told me: “A few months ago a Yankee pedlar was about here selling his tin ware and taking pay in anythiag ho could go,t. My neighbor, Mr. Brown, had a very troublesome ram, Onetime he jumped the fence and got into the wheat, and another day into the corn, anti was always where he had no business to be. One day, junt as the fanner got him out and tied him up, this pedlar canto-along and wanted to sell his tin ware. Mr. Brown said he would sell him the old fara, and take his pay in tin. The pedlar took him up, offering him two worth of his truck for the ugly old sheep. The farmer agreed: picking out his tin tilings, and the pedlar hoisted the ram, with legs lied, into his confounded old cart,* and drove right along here to my house, and had the impudence, yes the scoundrel had I—to tell me the ram had been imported from England by order of, one of the rich farmers, Jeffers, down the country, and lie had agreed to take it to him: It had cost $2OO on landing, and he was to have $230 when he delivered it to Mr. Jeffers, hut ho was Ko tired of having the plaguey thing in his wagon; that he’ would take §lOO for it the! first chapee he could*get/ I was quite anxious to improve my stock, and thought this so flue an opportunity to- buy: an 1 imported-full-blood, as ;the rascal and' ho; cut . the 7 strings, and let (lie nun run. Sure enough, be did run, full split, 'right Over fenoe/and Ihftci him, and iny niggers coming oiit. . In.fifteen minutes, my ram. niggers arid I, fetched up in Brown’s yard, when I found I Jtad been sold as well as tlmt raseally oid sheep. pedlar had sold ten dol lars’ worth of wooden nutmegs and nonsense to my wife, and had gone off to' parts unknown. He never came this .way again;, and if you are one of that sort, you had better put up your traps and be moving.” Finally I prevailed upon him to lot me stop till morning, and to accept a lew Yankee no tions without feoor reward. But he will never forget that one hundred dollars and his neigh hor’sram. . Mississippi Pirates. , A whole gang of robbers have been overhaul ed recently on the. Upper Mississippi, between La Crosse and Prairie dn Chicn. which places have extensively suffered the past year from their depredations. The robbers had possess ion of an Island,' which, was searched by citi zens, at the instigation of one robber, who quar relled with the others. Several boats. loaded .with goods, were found mar the Island, while on one boat the leader of the gang, a Dr. Bell; and his wife, showed fight. This drew forth the strength of _ the villages in the vicinity, and some fifty persons organized, and assailed the boats. But the birds had flown, though, as was ■ ascertained, in a wounded condition Whole slocks of drygoods, hoots and, shoes, books, ; drugs, clothing, household goods, li quors, groceries, provisions, stoves, &c., proved the industry of the robbers and the extent of the band. There was not less than from §54,000 to §5,000. worth of properly scoured, nnd the Vigilance Committee had dispatched men to other depots where it is expected plunder is stored. Many of the articles are identified.— This robbery had been going on for nearly a year, and it was feared that many men’ hereto fore regarded as honest will ho found deeply implicated in this astonishing villainy. Ru mors of all sorts were afloat, the prisoners ar rested exposing-their accomplices, and it was hoped that this would result in breaking up one of the most formidable bands of robbers ever organized in the West. The name of John C. Bishop,.the Osage Band Robber, wad connected with this parly, nnd it was believed .by the prisoners, that a boat containing 810,000 worth of goods from La Cross and other towns, left the depot list 'month, for Iho benefit of said Bishop, which boat was seen near Muscatine, two weeks.ago,‘bound for St. Louis. The-Vig ilanco Committe at Prairie du Chicn, have al ready arrested fourteen, and ns the rope is ap plied to the necks of some as a persuader, they are telling all they know with great liberality. Franklin Asking for Work. When qnite.n youth Franklin went to Lon don, entered a printing office, .and inquired if he could get employment as a printer. “ Where are you from 1” inquired the fore man. . “ America,” was tho reply. “ Ah.” said tho foreman, “ from America seeking employment as a printer! Well, do you really understand the art of. printing Can you set typo ?” Franklin stopped to one of tho cases, and in' h very brief space, set up the following passage from the first chapter of the Gospel of John: i V Nathaniel salth unto him. can any good come out of Nazareth ? Philip saith unto him, come and sec?” , It was done so quickly ,so acuraiely, and contained a-dclicated reproof, so appropriate and powerful, and it at once gave him a char acter and standing with all-in the office. ET” An Irisiiman being asked oh n lato trial for a certificate of bis marriage, bared his head and exhibited, a ipige■ scnr which looked ns though it had been made with a fire shovel.— The evidence was satisfactory. AT §2,00 PER ANNUM EPITAPHS. Tlic graveyard ought (o bo a plapp \vbprp none but sober mi(l devout sentiments should And expression. , Tbo connecting’ link, ns it Wore, witlr tbo world of spirits, Inunan caprice should be put aside, the purer and bettor part of human nature allowed to dictate, and every thing bo done “ decently and in order.” .Yet how often the very reverse is the case. There is hardly a graveyard in the wprid, probqhly. that doch not contain sonic whimsical epitaph or mcmorial of the dead, which shows that the writer cared more for making a pun, recording a sarcastic distitch, or perpetrating a rhyme, than for expressing a sentiment appropriate to the place and the occasion. Some people must give utterance to a laughable or incongruous thought, even at the grave, while others make themselves ridiculous by attempting a literary {aak beyond their powers. We And in House hold Words a curious collection of specimens of this sort of churchyard literature, picked up in various English copiofcfjpg. Thel(st isqnite aptly commenced with the following cynical in scription written over a gentleman’s crave in the churchyard of Bcdiing'ton : “ Poems’and epitaphs are but stuff, JTprp lies Robert Barras, and that’s enough.” The annexed is not only flippant, bpt iudip rous. • “ Hero lies the body of Deborah Dent, She kicked up her heels and away she went.” The anther of the following displays ingenui ty in securing, a rhyme for his memorial: «Hero lies two brothers by misfortune sur rounded, A Ope, died of his wounds, and . Hid other was drowned.” Saint Aibain’s furnisiicsan original and strik ing idea in the way of mortuary literature, o. q. . “ Sapped to the memory of Miss Martha Qroyn; She was so verj' pure within, ,Sho burst the outward shell of sin, And hatched herself a cherubim,” A victim of misplaced confidence, leaves this warning in Cheltenham Cemetery: “Hero lies I and my three daughters, -Kiilpd by a drinking of the Cheltenham waters; If we had stuck to Epsom salts, We’d not beon.a lying in these hare vaults.” Hero is one of the pathetic stamp, culled in Wiltshire: . “Beneath this stone his own dear child. Whose gone from wo For over moro unto eternity j Where do hope that wo shall go to he. But him can never more come back to we.” . Pasqnin might have written the; following, carved in the tombstone of one Strange, a )aw yer:. “ Here lies an honest lawyer. And that is Strange,” 1 . What could be more expressive than this ? “lie did not do much harm, nor yet much good, ■ ■ And might have been much better, if he would.” If brevity is wit, the annexed must bo called facetious: ' “Here lies John Shore j ; ■ I say no more ; ■ . ' ' Ho' was alive. ... ..^--05,”.;. • lii Grantham churchyard one inscription states something more than Js quite necessary;- - “ John Paifreyman, who.is buried here, Was aged four and twenty year, And; near this place his mother lies; .t ■ Likewise Iris father, when ho dies.” . Tile next is decidedly of a humorous, cast,; “ Hero lids I. There’s an end to my woes. And my spirit at length at also is; With the tip of my nose; And the tops of my toes. Turned up to the roots of the daisies.” A Mrs. Shovcn, a cook, was honored with two stanzas, or, as she might have called thorn herself, a couple of courses: “ Underneath this crust . . Lies the mouldering dhst . Of Eleanor Batchelor Shpvon, Well-versed in the arts Of pics', custards, and tarts, And the lucrative tfpdo of the oven. , * When she’d lived long enough, She. made her Inst puff, A pnff by her husband much praised ; And now-she doth lie , And make a dirt pjo, \ In hopes that her crust may bo raised.” A reward was once offered for the best epi taph upon a celebrated povost df Dundee. The town council were unable to decide between the relative merits of the two which follow, and both wore therefore placed on thd nionmuent: “ Here lies John, Povost of Dundee^ Here lies Him, hero I(es He.” Tire second ran oven still more remarkably: “ Hero lies John, Provost of Dundee, Hallelujah, Hallolujeo.” Love. - To uso’an-unautberiztd phrase, “Love is al ways around,” Prom peer to peasant, and castle to cabin, it reigns paramount. Ridicule it, frown upon it, pooh-pooh it as much as we may, it is omnipresent arid indestructible. The young surrender up everything to it, with blind faith and enthusiasm; aria the aged wari ly yield to its sway, pr, in secret, dotmgiy can cover its reminiscences. Yes, venerable read er—you who, with spectacles on nose and sprawled in your_easy chair, arc now reading this very article, remember well the time when you walked at dead of night before a ccr.iain dwelling, and, gazing fondly at a particular window, pressed your hand over your heart and wondered if "she was there !" And you.also remember how, when you mot“/ier” in compa ny with her parents, you tried to bow and pass along as though nothing was the matter, but ignominiously failed, nnd then rushed homo in confusion, to avoid the gaze of the passers-by, every one of whom you imagined to be in pos session of your secret. And you also remem ber how, when you determined to “learn,the worst”and “knowyour fate,"you made that edeisive call, with a killing, speech ready-made and at your longue’s end, you could not remem ber a word of the speccch, nnd had to “ go in promiscuously,” with the room reeling around, and your head feeling-like an inflated balloon. You know how. you felt at; that pinfeathery stage of your existence; so don’t deny your better nature.’nor pooh-pooh the loves of your children,“but, instead, give all the young folks of your circlo’the benefit of your experience. Facts for Married People; The last word is the most dangerous of infer nal machines. Husbands should no more fight to get it than they would struggle for the pos session of n lighted bombshell. Married people should study each other’s weak points, as ska ters look out for Iho weak parts of the ice, in order, to keep off them.: .Ladies who marry for lovo ahOuldTCiucmber that_ the union of angels with women has been forbidden since the flood- Thd wife is. the sun of thfl social system. Un less she attract, there is nothing to keep hear only bodies, like husbands, from flying off Into space. The wife who should properly discharge her duties—must never JiavQ a. soul above tri flesi Don't trust, too much to good;temper when yon 'ret into tin argument. ‘ , ttT” Your character cannot be essentially in jured cxpnpt by your owuconducf, ‘ 117” The “Words that bum”.are those in whicb the rays ol thouglit.aro collected into a focus. EG?' liVbqt Is. it you must keep oiler giving it to another 7 Aiis.—Your word. ' ‘ 07” Lies are hiltlcss swords which cut the hands that wield, them. . 07” Au exchange tolls a story of a negro boy wbojfell into a hogshead of molasses, and won ders if they licked him when they took him out. KTv “They pass best over the world, ’’ said Queen tilhja belli,“whofrip over it quickly; for if is blit a WO Stop Wp sink.’!. m s\. ■ D7f A Dutch woman desired to advertise her pony, which'had «lost ( bi3self, mit a tail frisky vei mooch, qnd strike yor hard mit’ his hind fists!” BSpThqpgh (lie life of,man bo.short of a hundred years lie gives himself ns much pain and anxiety ns if ho wqye (r flye a thousand. .. 07” Beautiful comment pn flowerst. , Bjjqg flowers to the captives’ lonely cell; ’ They havtUales of the joyous woods to tell; : OC tho-ffeebluc streams, aqi the suuny sky;" And thp height wp.rifl sluit frppi his languideyp. D 7” The most remarkable instance of indeci sion wo ever heard of, was that of the than with sat up nil night, because he'could not decide which to fake off first, his coat or his bpbts.’ < C 7” Mr. Popper’s house was on Are. A largo crowd was soon on the spot, when one of them remarked, “We’ve niiijfap’d pnough tosayo Pepper.” Sfi it proved'. ' . ‘ “ .• D 7” Youth, enthusiasm, and afiuct!6n,’rescm ble three days of spring time; let us not, there fore, complain of their short duration, but cn. fleavor to enjoy them., " ' Dy I never knew a man that lived tip to tho golden rule, “Do nrifo others as yon would have them do Unto you,” hut that,ho gained tho re spect and esteem of all who knew bit|i. tty Tho “originality” of many writers in onr day resembles that of a harlequin .walking on his hands instead of his feet, perverting nature to make people stare, but accomplishing nothing valuable, . tty Nothing moves tho masses more than tho exhibition of deep feeling. If speaks a lan guage which the very humblest can understand, and challenges a response wbicli not even tlio callous are disposed to withhold. t . ■ uy Wo. know a very worthy wife who was recently half frightened but of her senses by ah ominous sentence in a letter from tier husband. Ho said:—••There is no telegraph office in this village, hut if I ,do not write to you from Pitts burg, I shall dispatch yog.” - ‘ ■' '■ ,[jy A Virginia paper records flic marriage of. Miss Jane Lemon and Mr. Ebenczer Sweet; whereupon our devil moralizes as follows ■ How happily extremes do moot -Ip Jape and Ehenezerj 1 Slip’s no longer sour W Sweet, And he’s a Lemon squeezer! tjy A very gentlemanly individual, who had been deprived ol an umbrella, pasted up the fol lowing notice: ■ “Who was flic gentleman who exchanged Um brellas with me file other day, apd forgot to leave his 7’? , ... ’ : tty Happiness is a perfume , that One cannot shed over another without a tow drops tailing on qpo’s self. □y Tho faculty of imagination is the great spring of human activity, and tho .principal source of human improvement. ‘ ' . , J tiy Peace is the .evening star of: the. soul, as virtue is its sun, and the two are very far apa.ft. tty Unpleasant is a, llrst-rafo . appetite and nothing to oat. Quite as agreeable-plenty to i oat and no appetite., . ■ , Dy,lf wo hold not still at tho sting of. a,bob, or of adversity, the sting breaks off and remains in tho flesh. . , ' : . - - - 7 *'BSrr7Tbo-potrer of fortune la confessed only by-the miserable; fof tbo happy impute alffheir itfcccss-toprudonco and merit. -. ' 'BST* A critic speaks ot j. C. Hamilton/ au thor of Hie ivrolchod: biography’ of-Alesandcr Hamilton, as the manwho. attenipfcddiis fath or’s life, ’ 7 tty Pew have : heeh tanglit to -tiny purpose who liavo not boon greatly their own teuvlu'ra. 34 ■ tty A touch of real .calamity cures fhu ima ginary sorrows ol tlipso who make mountains of molehills. tty Honesty is a term' formerly used in f’ho case of a man who paid for his newspaper. ' ijy Man’a happiness (a said to hang -upon a thread. That must he the thread that Js never at hand to sew bn a shirt-button that is always off. "■ ■ ’ , Ladies arc like watches—pretty enough to look at—sweet faces and delicate hands, but somobOiv difficult ,to ‘ regulate’ when once sot ‘ agoing.’ . A young girl recently committed suicide because her mother refused her-a new bonnet. Coroner’s verdict— 1 Came to her, deafb through excessive spunk.’ OS’" When wo see a pretty female foot’we n,a. tnrally conclude that it belongs to a beautiful woman, oij the principle that all’s well that ends well. D3f An editor out West ’says f—lf wo liaVo offended any man in the short but brilliant course of our career, let him send in a now hat and say nothing about it., KF" Some landlords aro in the habit of leav ing an extra fork across tbo plates of-their de linquent boarders as much,as to say, 11 Fofk over I” ■ ; ( Cy In what does the American Indian differ from a modern lady ? The one whoops in .time of battle ; tbo other hoops in timp of peace. 1 OF" The young lady who swooned on hearing it announced that a naked tact would be dis closed, came to on receiving positive assurance that it would bo elotbed in becoming language. OF" ’lf wo aro to live after death, why don’t wo have certain knowledge of it ?’ said a skep tic to a clergyman. MVliy don’t you. hqvo'some knowledge of this world before you cotue-into’ it?’ was the caustic reply: .■ CC7" ‘My Gorman friend how long have-you been married 7’ .-.v-;.- •Veil, dls a thing that I seldom don’t’ Hkb to talk apont, hiit ven I does itsogms so long as never vas.’ OF* A lady leaving homo was thus addressed by her little boy: -‘Mama’ will you retnomljer and buy roo a penny whistle 7 and- let it be a re ligious one, that I can use it on Sunday.,, -7 CE/“ The web ot onr life is of a mingled yarn, good- and HI together; our virtues would-bo proud, If our faults whipped them hot ; and tin r crimes would despair, if they wore net-cherish ed by our virtues. ' tCT ‘O, dear Mr. Tracy/yqu Jest when yen say that my baby is the mosthundsomo you efrer saw; you must bo soft-souping it I”, : < “ Weill, madam, I thought it heeded' soap of some kind!’ CC7* ‘Yon bachelors ought to.bo faxed,’ said a lady to a resolute drader of the nooid matri monial- • I agree with you perfectly; ma’am, was the reply; 'bachelorism is a luxury.’ 117” A man carrying a cradjo was slopped b an old woman and' thus accosted : ■ -_ ' “ So, sir, yon have got sotno of fbo fluffs o matrimony t". . ... , t “ Softly, old lady,” said ho, “ you mistake this Is merely the fluff basket.” ' DIT-A fop in company, wain ting Ids servant, colled ont,'“Whero’a that .blockhead,of mine ?’, A lady present answered, ‘vOn your shoulders sir.” •/. ■■> ' ■ K 7” ‘'Wo man is born .nobler tlmti ; another,” says Seneca, “unless,hd is bdruXvlfb bbttor.Bbi litios and amoromuiablo disposition.” 117" Jones says of ah ancionbunmarriod te- , mate, that the .was fearlullyand vtoßdortully. (Wba: nab (OoM
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