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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