Idlin' rial it ISMIi f oluntffr.
. “OUR COUNTRY—MAY XT ALWAYS RERI^HX—BUT/RIGHT OR WRONG, OUR COUNTRY."
roL. 46. ’ CARLISLE, RA.,
TUP,AA T VOLTTNTETiIT} line, sweeping over,tW.wsto, piercingthe 1 - The Mile <ir New , Orleans.
j.V)XUiIiX y u-n XJJJJXK. wint?r tempest. V
shed every THURSDAY HORNING Bv And sought through tho sorunty tree.
And Binoor mo up in thpsnait fa fast,
JOHN B. BRATTON. And uo’of lot.tho sun nio boo.
j Oh, never molt nwa’, thou wreath o’ Bn aw,
1 That's sao kind In graving me j
t V r Bat hido md from tho scorn and guffaw
f O’ villains like Robin.a Roo.
EMI
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PinV ;
Qt C[L
.v
avri/^^M/TO-D4I .iNO Tfl-MOEROW. ,
Pern ’ - • ~—' —' . ,
mh\ ~ blossomed in my .bower,
who i • sang in my garden;
was Us fairest flower,
bird its gentlest warden,
child beside the Umlon-trco
raoro of soritew j
ua smile and sing to-day,
must *°°p*° m ° rrow *”
■ bird, " Oh didst thou hear,
- that she would sing thee?
fcfdstr bo that thoushould’st fear
ncxt I “ orn ® a y bring thee?"
with triumphant strain,
I know not sorrow 5
' sing my best to-day,
Zcan die to-morrow.!"
on: It • . . ..'
1., S« - ■ iH I-aflked' thc rose, u Oh toll mo, sweet,
o’ Sat ( first beauty's dawning,
icpbfis { ;,.Thoa N -canet not fear, from this retreat,
fSaxtf v/ .The'ebming of the morning ?” ;
Sprit. • ' Bbb'flung her fragrant leaves apartj
• \VV‘V .THo lovlior for hor sorrow,.
, Xrttb . v^T'Stfylft'g, 11 Yet I must bloom to day,
\nngtd| t X may droop to morrow.”
(' " The bloom upon my obeok
:\ef . fleeting os the roses ,•
• \*t" dust in dust reposes;
if : those soulless monitors
emc! . . < • - I may borrow—
should smile and sing to-day,
Y ; iFor wo may weep to-morrow.”
,J' ■, ‘ t 'V-! ’* ’’
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tom
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sic Ci
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1 - K-’•^y , .B<foiro s ftiy door. In summer's boat,
: V'''KrD&4ly the olms their branchoaspread;
! sprang beneath my feet,
1 : ‘ .*s ws played aronhd my head;
' - passed the sultry hour,
' /■'the sun's meridian power.
SIZI I •-I v.'.i '*/? •.vV.’’* *
; vßnt waopiiwUh wittering hand; the frost
. Shrivclei:tho loaves, and gaunt and bare,
’i > Thmrhfldtbd arms the, elm tree tossed; .
*iturqu tempests rent'the air# '
& the summer's glories fled,
SjuatodraoC sadness,shod.
iter came, and cold and still,
ing forgodhis frozen chain;
snow-clad valo and bill , ’
assumed her aolomri reign;
king from toy window bars
and?, stripped limbs I saw the stars.
love, like summer loaves,
” but intercept our view;
fo* bereft, < ho - B P irit 6 r i°' rcs ) ,
’ Xud.Kopcs aro crushed, and comforts few, 1
i : :-:o'liojvs>itho depths of sorrow’s night
from far celestial light
v ! - THE AUTUMN OF LIFE.
>*Bi
LOT—A FRAC3IENT.
»■>'[! J ‘ . .’
™l 1J <tJ l DT THE AUTHOR OP JANE EVBE.
; ( i r Vfejv**/ • •* •
; P ’,» • fWo'feel that the following,fragment, so
a’® characteristic of the unhappy and gifted au-
Charlotte Bronte, cannot fail to add
—i thiftib mournful interest which all feel for her
■ who possefeed such transcendent talents and
V b 6 early called to quit a world in which her
whole nfeiwas a continual struggle.]
disappointed can speak
nh4 li a lover feminine can
* did the result would be
Khame ancr dnljuish, inward remoro for self
treacheryi : Niuiirb would brand such demon
strations as,a rebellion against her instincts,
and would yindictively repay it afterward by
the thunderbolt bf self contempt smiting sud
dihly in' qecrqK . Take the matter as you find
; it; ask;ho;questions; utter no remonstrances;
; it; is yoiir best wisdom. You expected bread,
dof-ntid ybu hayb : gQt a stone; break your teeth on
itVani -iddn't : shriek because the nerves arc
d . 5! { db; not doubt that your mental
" .j. ■ jbu hWo such a thing —is strong
tone will digest. You
>r ah egg, and fate put
tow no consternation;
ly upon the gift; let it
lalm. Never mind ;• in
uid arm have swelled
: torture, the spuoezod
you will have learned
) endure without a sob.
it of your life, if you
, it is said, die under it
wiser, less sensitive,
re of, perhaps, at the
lorrow courage of that
)r, as has boon intima
md in such eases; seal
'S; utterance, command
dion; a dissimulation
and gay mien at first,
' and palenoss in time,
. leaving a convenient
irtifying because it is
:—ls that wrong ? No 1
'.torness is strength, it is
force following acute
■hero; to talk of it is
bo apathetic exhaus
morgy remains, it will
energy, deadly when
:e. Who has read the
f Leo/' that old Scotbh
not in what generation,
tary had been ill used,
le.to believe that truth
die is not complaining,
in the snow storm, and
,;s._- They arc not the
- , jghts oi u, —-heroine under the circum
tanoesVhut they'of o those of n deep-feeling,
tropgly 'resentful,., peasant girl. Anguish
as driven hop from the inglonook of home to
1 shrouded and. icy hills, crouched
'Jitnder the canid drift,” sho recalls every
page of horror, “ the yellow wymed cups,”
[f |hf hairy adder,” “ the auld moon loving
<f Vko," “theghaist at e’en,” “ the simbullis
14W’ muk.in the tabd’s back,” she hates
fejo, but/'waiiOT.sho hates, Robin a Roe."
, pponoo I lived happily by yon bonny burn—
'xfhe iTotld waa’in lovo wi mo;
{"Ktfoitl maun ait 'neatb tho onulcl drift and mourn,
Mack Robpi a Itco!
Reader, v do you hoar tho wild sound of this
iiy,
itbV
tionl’
i c fj!'
Whore is my place in the -world, is. the
question -which most old iriaids nro puzzled, to'
solve; other people solve it for them by say;,
ing “ your place is to do good to others, to hi
helped whenever help is wanted.*' That is
right in some measure, and a very convenient
doctrine for the people who hold it; but I per
ceive, that certain sets of human beings are
very apt to maintain that other sets should
give up their "lives to them and their service,
and then they requite' them by praise; they
call thcmv.devotod and virtuous. Is this
onou gh ?.Is it to live ? Is there not a terri
ble liollojfericss, mocking, want, crrfving, in
that existence which is given away to others,
for want of something of your own to bestow
it on ? I suspect there is. Does virtue lie in
abnegation of self?- Ido not believe it. Un
due humility makes tyranny; weak conces
sion creates selfishness,' Each human being'
has his share of rights. I suspect it would
conduce to the happiness and welfare of all,
if each knew his allotment, and held to it as
tenaciously as the martyr to his creed. Queer
thoughts those that surge in ray mind; are
they right thoughts, I am certain.
Well, life is short at the best; seventy years,
they say, pass like a vapor, like a dream,
when one awaketh; and every path trod by
human' feet terminates in one bourne—the
grave! the little chink in the surface of this
great globe, the furrow when the mighty hus
bandman with ,tho soy the"deposits the seed he
has shaken from the ripe stem; and there _it
falls, decays, and thence it springs again,
when the world has rolled round a few times
more. So much for the body; the soul mean
time wings its flight upwards, folds its wings
on the brink of the sea of fire and glass, and
gazing down through the burning clearness,
finds there mirrored the vision of the Chris
tian’s triple Godhead I the Sovereign Father;
the mediating Son;'the Creator Spirit. Such
words, at least, have been chosen to express
what is inexpressible; to describe what baffles
description, the souls real 'hereafter, who shall
guess ?
“CLOSED ON ACCOUNT OP 4 DEATH IN THE
FAMILY.”
nv yinorxiA f.. towxsend.
We paused a moment to read these words, as
we passed by. They wore written on a slip of
paper and affixed to the window of a grocery
store, somewhere in the heart of the city which
wo have called home for a year.
And these words on that narrow slip of pa
per word like keys opening into now doors and
passages of our thought, and they were like a
chime of hells swinging to and fro in the air,
above us, as we wont on our way. .
Of whom whs itwriften,that brief, solemn,
final sentence which alone must close the chap
ters of all lives—the highest and the lowest ?
and where was the homo whose windows wore
darkened and the voice of whoso music was
hushed under that fearful mystery. “ A death
in the family 1” ■ And who was dead? Was
it a little child, a “ well-spring of gladness,”
suddenly ceased in the household ?
Was it hll'gonc ; —the patter, patter of its lit
tle feet as it went about its little play—the
small head with its golden rings of hair, flut
tering now hero, now there, as a sunbeam flut
ters around a room, chased and driven by the
restless shadows—the sweet laugh, which gur
gled out suddenly for joy, and was caught up
and hidden in other voices, which only laugh
ed for joy of the child’s, and the little teasing,
cunning, frolioksomo, sweet ways—wore these
all gone, and was that what it meant, this
"death in the family?”
Was it lying still and white in some dark
ened parlpr, the little, half worn shoes at the
head of the cradle, and the scarlet dross with
the white apron flung across the foot; wore
the little, dainty, fluttering hands folded cold
and waxen on its breast—the little hands that
used to flutter up every night for joy when the
father came home, while the small lips would
be lifted up and crow out for joy at his kiss—
was the bady lying there, the weeot lips, the
laughing eyes, the dimpled chocks, so still and
frozen that the mother could not catch it up
and hide it in her bosom, and warm it with her
kisses back to life ? ,
And to-day must they lay it down to, its last
sleep; not on soft pillows, with dainty cover
lets drawn over its dimpled shoulders, know
ing that in an hour or two there would be a
new resurrection from the cradle of gladness
and hoauty; but laid down on another pillow
that would never yield to the pressure of the
soft head, while the. tender hands of April
should fold its green coverlet oyer the fair
limbs, and aching hearts and tearful eyes
should go away from the little heap of earth
to the desolate homo of which it was written,
death in the family?
Or, maybe, it was of the mother that this
was written. The patient, loving face, the
gentle voice, the soft footfalls—all gone! and
oh 1 what a blank and darkness was there in
the family now ?
There was her low chair in its old place by
the table, with the work-basket close by it;
but no little children could climbup with tears
into her lap and bo hugged to her heart a few
minutes, and find such comfort and healing
there that they came down full of Smiles and
gladness—no soft feel stealing up tho stairs to
see that the little limbs were snugly “tucked
in”—ho mother to toll some pleasant story
before bod-time, and say, in her soft, coaxing
way, “just ton minutes longer, father,” when
the clock struck eight, and the eager voices
pleaded for “ only one more little story."
No mother to unfasten the. knots and draw
off tho mittens, and remove tho tippets when
tho children came in from school tired and
cold. No mother to fun to with every grief
or gladness, always loving, always ready to
hear, and patient, and sympathetic, and for
giving ; no mother to make all troubles smooth,
to soothe all sorrows, to explain, and comfort,
and heal all difficulties.
There she -was lying, -with her frozen face
and silent lips, and her little children cluster
ing with wondering, frightened faces about
her, but the ear that always thrilled to their
highest call would never wake again—the lips
that wore always brimming over with sweet
caresses would never drop into smiles again—
the little children would never find “ mother”
any more 1 '
Death in the family ! Maybe it was a bro
ther, the pride and hope of the household, just
in the glow and strength of his free, careless
boyhood, while the boughs of his life wbro full
of sweet singing birds and the joy of blossoms,
and 161 the storm came suddenly, and the
laughing voice and the ringing -Stops wore
brought low.
Or mayhap'it was a sister, just blossoming
into the graoo and beauty of womanhood, a
sweet “ hearth flower,” whoso fragrance filled
tho household, and whoso future was full of
1 promise ns a summer morning when it rises out
from the cast and walks upon the mountains,
and tho wind swings their groat censers of per
fume before it, and the birds commence its
sweet service; for just as was her dawn, just
so fair did its sunshine and sweet songs pro
phecy her day, but Death made ready his bow,
.and for her too is tho hardT pillow and the
'green quilting which tho spring shall draw
over it.
' Or perhaps this “ death in the family” came
to one whose years were ripe as tho fruit tho
wind shakes from its boughs in October, one
who sat bowed and wrinkled, “ waiting pa
tiently’’ by tho fire side, with the snows of life
bleaching tho gray hairs thickly as the snows
of winter bleacli tho hills outside.
And so those thoughts rung to and fro| like
a solemn .dirge rung by bells in the air around
us; and suddenly, in the midst of this, there
floated, like a sweet silver chime, the promise,
“ in my Father’s house are many mansions.”
And we remembered, too, that the windows
of those “ homes” were never closed, that the
voice of music was never hushed because of the
shadow of death dropping oyer tho threshhold.
Oh, “many mansions,” whoso fair gardens
border tho banks oft'the Diver of Life, whose
windows look off to-the Eternal Hills, and un
der whose shining roofs are gathered tho fa
milies of the Redeemer—it is never written on
thy portals, it is never whispered under thine
arches of eternal beauty, “ Closed on account
of a death in the family.”
The Atmosphere at Dome—Two Pictures.
. “ There’s a vast difference in tho atmosphere
of homes,”- remarked a friend to mb a few
days since.
“ Yes, indeed,” said I; and memory brought
to view a grand and stately city home, fair in
its architectural proportions “as a poet’s
dream,” and superbly adorned with all" that
taste could suggest and wealth supply,! Tru
ly, this is a place where happiness must love
to linger, if splendor has any power to attract
it. But wo shall see.
As you ascend the broad steps a chill creeps
slowly over the heart,' that you can’t but hope
an. inner view will dispel. Yet as you tra
verse lofty, richlyrdecpratcd rooms, the feeling
increases in spite of you. The subdued light
seems gloomy. Can it he, that amid this rare
collection of the beautiful, comfort has boon,
forgotten?
But still., you wonder on, hoping to find the
ertsy Spot where the Bares and Penates of the,
household cluster. A quiet place adorned
with •
•Pictures, and busts, and books, and flowers,
And a light hearth where one may sit for hours.
And fcol the minutes in their rapid flight, •
Yet never'think to count them as they go,
Tlio mind in converse sweet beguiled so.
Alas! ’tis a vain search; ’tis as cold as the
marble slabs tliat adorn it. There’s a con
servatory graced with the rarest of plants, and,
birds carpi there. amid.its -fragrant blossoms;
and waters splash in the tiny fountain;' but |
it’s all shbw, and affords no pleasure to its
possessors; indeed, they know but little enjoy
ment. The husband, wholly absorbodthrough
the day in business, returns home weary and
harrassed with care, and vents his ill-humor
upon those whom ho is bound to love and che
rish ; while the wife and daughter are render
ed too irritable and restless, by a ,round of gab
etyand dissipation, to ever settle down to cpii
et homo pleasures. So there is constant bick
ering and contention, and hearts ache sadly
beneath velvets,and jewels; but smiles have
marked grief-laden hearts this many a year;
so wliat does it matter if people only fancy
them happy ?
There's no family altar there, nosweet in-,
conge arising from grateful hearts to the Giv
er of every good gift; living for the world, is
the aim of their existence.
But now, step from the shadow of this gor
geous home. ■ I know you have a feeling of
relief to bo once more in the open and sunny
street thanking a kind Providence that your
lot has riot been cast there.
Then come with mo onee more—this time
away from the noisy bustling streets of the
crowded city, to an humble h6m67no.stled in
among green hills and gay pastures, dotted
over with nodding daises and buttercups.
There is something in the very air of the
place that attracts you; it wears that cheerful
face that does the heart good; sunshine seems
to linger, lovingly in every fold of the curtains,
! and dances arid frolics upon the wall in very
gladness; there is odor without stiffness, the
beautiful and useful are combined in a way
that is easier seen and felt than described.
, Tiio furnishing, evidently, was not the work
pf-an upholster. There are pictures upon the
wall, easy chairs, and lounges, all home-made,
while trim feminine taste and ingenuity are
displayed everywhere. These arc the little |
adornments that, servo to make any place
seem homelike. But there’s nothing there
too good to use. Happy children trip oyer
tho neat carpets and climb the cushioned chairs
unchecked; and when tho welcomed sound
of “ Papa is coming,” rings through the house,
there’s the swift patter of little feet, and tho
merry sound of laughter as they rush to moot
him and make ready the slippers and tho em
sy chair. Here the husband is strengthened
for another day’s toil, and the mother nerved
for her. daily round of duties, by the blessed
consciousness of making others happy. And
when tho dark days come, as they come to all,
there’s something to meet the stain beside tho
flimsy vanities o? life. There’s a strong arm
upon which to lean, andja trust in a Heaven
ly Pathor’s guidance, knowing that ho loadoth
us iri a way that wo Know not. . ..
Thus one sunshiny heart will diffuse its
brightness through a whole homo, making tho
loneliest spot pleasant, arid the homeliest dear.
Then crivy npt the rich, you that have hum
ble homos, and are soiriotimcs weary, and long
for recreation and some of tho luxuries that
others enjoy; remember that “elegant leis
ure”,is often but another name for “splendid
misery.”
“Contentment, with godliness, is great
gain."
O” In one of our courts lately, a man who,
was' called on to appear as a witness could
not bo found. On the Judge asking whore ho
was, a grave elderly gentleman rose up, and
wjth much emphasis said.: “Your honor he s
gone.” “ Gone! ‘ gone I” said the Judge,
“ where is ho gone ?”■ “ That I cannot inform
you,” replied the communicative gentleman;
“ but ho is dead." ;
IC7= A worthy Scotch Gouple, when asked
how their son had broken down so early in
life, gave the following explanation: “When
wo be-mn life together, wo worked hard and
lived upon porridge and such like, gradually
adding to our comforts ns our moans improved ,
until wo wore able to dine off a bit of, roast
moat, and sometimes a boilt chiokio (chicken;)
but ns for Jack, our son, ho worked backward,
and began with the chickio first.”
jjgyAn “old soak” down East, accounts
for his perpetual thirst byjtliojfactlthat ho was
wcaued on salt fish.
Steadily and fast tho; column of Gen. Gibbs
marched towards batteries numbered six,
seven, and eight,which plnycdripon it, at first
with but occasional effect, often missing, some
times throwing a balb righV into the midst,
and causing it to feel qnd pause for a moment.
Promptly were the’ gaps filled up j bravely
the column came, oh.'. As . they neared the
linos, the well-aimed ,sliot made more dread
ful havoc, “cutting great lanes in the column
from front to rear/' and toasingmon and parts
of men aloft, or hurling them for on one side.
At length, still steady and unbroken, they
came within range of the small arms, the rifles
of Carroll’s Tennesseeans;; the muskets, of
Adair’s Kentuckians, fopr lines of sharp shoot
ers, one behind tho other; General Carroll,
coolly waiting for the right moment, held his
fire till';tho enemy wore within two hundred
yards, and then gave the word, "Firel” At
first, with certain deliberation, afterwards in
hottest haste, always with 4cadly effect, the
riflemen plied their terrible weapon. Tho
summit of tho embankment was a- line of
spurting fire, except where the groat guns
showed their liquid, belching flash. The noise
was peculiar, and altogether indescribable—a
rolling, bursting, echoing noise, never to bo
forgotten by a man who heal'd it. Along the
whole line it blazed and rolled, tho British
batteries; showering rook'eto over,, tho scene;
Patterson’s batteries on the other side of the
river joining in tho hollish concert. Imagine
it. Ask no one to describe it. Our words
wore mostly made boforo'suoh a scone had be
came possible. .■••'A-:
' The column of; Qon. Gibbs, moved by the
fire of the riflemon, still.|advauc‘ed, Gibbs at
its head. As they caught’sight of the ditch,
some of the officers cried but;
“Where are the “Forty-fourth? If we get
to the ditch, we have no- means of crossing
and scaling the lines.”
“Here comes the Forty-Fourth 1 Here comes
the Forty-fourth; shouted the general, adding,
in an undertone, for his own private solace,
“that if ho lived till to-morrow ho would hang
Mullens on tho highest tree in Hie cypress
Wood.” V ,
Reassured; these heroib men passed on, in
the face of that murderous; (slaughtering fire.
But this could not last; 'With half its number
fallen, and all its commanding officers disa
bled, except, the general, its pathway strewed
with dead and, wounded, and the men failing
ever faster and faster, the column wavered
and reeled (so the American riflemen thought)
like a red ship on a tempestuous sea. At
about a hundred yards from the lines the front
ranks halted, and so"throw the column into
disorder, Gibbs shouting in the madness of
vexation for - them to rmform and advance.
There was no re-formitig under such a Are.
Once checked, the columns bould not but break
and retreat in confusion. 3 ;;-
Tho heroic Packenham had not far to go to
meet his doom. Ho was three hundred yards
from.thoViooe whontlio rent 'nature of his en
terprizc seemed to .flash, npon him - , and ho
turned to. Sir John Baad. v.
“Order up the reserve.” ” ■
Thon> seeing the Highloiudcrs advancing to
the support of General Gibbs, ho, still waving
his hat, but waving it with bis loft hand, his
right being wounded, cried out:
“Hurrah!- bravo Highlanders!”
At . that moment a mass of grape shot, with
a terrible crash, struck the group of which he
Was tiic central figure. One of the shots tore
open-the general's thigh; killed his horse, and
brought horse and rider to the ground. Cap
tain McDougal caught, the general in his
arms, removed him from the fallen horse, and
was supporting him upon the field, when a
second snot struck the wounded man in the
groin, depriving: him instantly of conscious
ness, Ho was borne to the rear, and placed
in the shade of an. old live-oak, which still
stands; and there, after gasping a few min*
utes, yielded up his life without a word, hap
pily ignorant of the sad issue of all his pains
and toils.
Tlie Prize Fight,
Tho New York Clipper bos in the London
correspondence -Borne interesting nows con
cerning tho late prize fight. , Wo give a spec
imen: '
Before the ring was really, put in order,
Tom Sayers made his entree. There was no
shying of. castors on either side, and every
thing was done in the plainest manner. Say
ers, on getting inside the ropes, very careless
ly divested himself of his cloak. The appear
ance ho presented after this.was flashy in the
extreme—a suit of plaid—green and rod -be
ing the prominent colors.
Ilcenan, who had been standing outside of
the ring with his friends, now entered it, fol
lowed by Cusick' and McDonald, Ho was
dressed m a suit of; heavy gray clothes, the
overcoat being buttoned closely round the
neck, and having a thick comforter round his
throat, to protect if from the wind. Cheers
from the Americans went up, on his entrance,
and though they wore not numerous, no one
could doubt their sincerity. When the Boy
entered the ring ho walked over to Sayers,
extending his hand and said:
“How do yoii do, Tom—how do you find
yourself this morning ?”
Sayers, taking the proffered hand—“ Very
well, I thank you ; howd oyou find yourself ?"
Heenan—“X feel very well,, indeed. Wo
have got a fino morning for it.”
Sayers—“ Yes; if a man can’t fight such a
day as this, ho can’t at all.”
Sayers, (pulling out a roll of bills) — 1
you want to bet anything?”
Heenan—“No ; I've bet all my money.”
Heenan then walked toward McDonald and.
had some conversation with him. Sayers,
who had never seen the Boy before, now took
a careful survey of him. It was plain to bo
soon ho was disappointed in his antagonist,
but it did not last long, as, the determined eye
and compressed lips told only too plainly that
ho would mako-the beet of a bad bargain..
The ring, 1 when formed, presented an ap
pearance of grandeur. Xiong before tho day
named for tho fight, the names of eighty-seven
noblemen, headed by the Earl of Branfort,
were sent to Falkland, all wishing to be post
ed as to the time and place of tho battle. We
wore glad to see them there, as it added im
portance to tho contest.' There was also a
minister, from Cambridge, who witnessed tho
fight, and though wo did not see him go down
into his pockets to bring forth tho necessary,
the pleasant smile on his phiz assured us ho
was ready and'willing to see a fair and manly
contest,
A boy being praised for his quietness
of reply, a gentleman observed:
“ when children aro so very toon, they gen
erally become stupid, ns they advance in
years.”’ • ■ 'i ■
1 The lad immediately replied, ,
‘‘What a very keen boy you must have
booh.”
EgS” ‘‘ That’s my impression ,” as the prin
ter'said to a pretty loss when ho had kissed
h °“ And that’s a iojied of my regard,” replied
tho lady, boxing his oars.
BAILBO4D IYBICS.
If an engine moot an.engine
Coining round a curve,
If they smash track, train and tender,
What do they deserve ?
Not a penny’s paid to any,
So far ns wo observe, .
But all acquit the onginoer,
When coming round a curve.
If ah engine meet a steamer
Coming through the draw,
If they crush or drown tho public,
Need wo go to law?
If tho engineer was careless—
Povhap’s ho rather raw —
They don’t discharge an honest fellow,
. Coming thrtragh the draw.
If a steamer chase' a steamer,
Sunning up to time,
If they burst their pipes and boiler,
, Where’s the mighty crime ?
Should a jury, in a fury,
.1 Make them pay ono dime,- 1
Or send tho officers to prison, 1 *
Running up to time ?
If they maim or kill a body.
Or a body’s wife, '
Need a body sue a body
For baggage, limb or life?
If you sue for damages—-
For pay for what you lost.
You get a broken rieok or log,
And have to meet tho cost.
The Beauty of the Heavens.
How delightful is it to contemplate'the
heavens! , They - “arc stretched out as a cur
tain to dwell in I l ' Not only as far as the hu
man eye can sob, hut beyond the remotest
boundary which the highest telescopic power
can roach does the ethereal firmament extend I
We can find no limit, no boundary. Millions
of miles may he traversed from any given
point of space, and still the heavens appear
illimitable., And with what gorgeons.splendor
and magnificence is that i curtain adorned!
In every direction it is studded with worlds,
suns and systems, all harmoniously moving
in perfect and undeyiating, obedience to the
Almighty will. ..The soul in such a contenir
plation.is absorbed. Earth ceases to hold us
with its silver chain. The mind, set free from
groveling, pursuits, mounts up as oh the wings,
of an eagle, and soars away through immen
sity of spacp, surveying and admiring the in
numerable revolving orbs, whichlikc so many
“crowns of glory,” and “diadems of beauty,”
bespangle that firmament “whose antiquity is
of aricient days,” and which so powerfully at
test that “the hand that made them is divine I”
The immense distance of fixed stars claims
our attention, and'awakens the most - enrap
turingfeelings in the mind. Reason is com
pelled to give the reins to imagination, which
tells us there are stars so distant that their
light has been shining since the creation; and
no ray from them has yet reached us 1 “The
heavens truly declare the glory of God,”, and,.
in. bohoUVmg Bncli-a display of glory and beau
ty, we are impressed with its manifestation of
the power of the power of the Creator, who
sustains, upholds and preserves such myraids
of ponderous revolving bodies, each in its or
bit, moving in unerring obedience to Ilis will.
A Church Burning Idiot—He Burns
Four Churches.— The County Lino Church,
situated three miles above Lynchburg, was
destroyed by fire on Wednesday night, and on
the following Friday night, Mount Moriah
Church, two miles north of Mulberry village,
■was.also burned. Both were the work of.on
incendiary. The Observer says that on Mon
day night last a week, Now Harmon Church,
two miles and a half north of Charity, was
set on fire and entirely consumed, and about
an hour later, or at 11 o’clock, Charity Church
was discovered to bo in flames, and the fire
communicating to Charity Academy, both
buildings wore soon in ruins. The loss is es
timated at from §O,OOO to §B,OOO. This wan
ton destruction of property naturally created
great excitement, and, the citizens arrested,
about two hours after the fire, a man well
known in the neighborhood, who is said to be
about half-witted, and on the following day ho
confessed to burning the four churches and
gave up the books and other articles that ho
had'taken from Charity Church, and said his
object was to burn every Church in Lincoln '
County that was over ten years old, as ho
thought that was long enough for such a buil
ding to do service, and ho had given himself
six months in . which to do the work. The
incendiary was placed in jail in Faycttvillo
last Tuesday. The Observer says his name
is Isharia P. Rudd.
Fayetteville, Tcim. Obsererv.
Snake Worship in Africa, —Accofdingto
a correspondent of the Boston Post, now in
Africa, the people there have some curious
ideas of religious questions: “Tho chief ob
jects of worship in Whydah are snakes and a
largo cottonwood tree. There is a snake house
which I used to go often to see. Tho snakes
are of the boa. species, and are from five to
fifteen feet in length. You can almost always
see them crawling about the streets. When
the natives see them they fall down and kiss
tho earth. They are perfectly harmless, as I
have often soon tho natives take them up and
carry them back to the fetish house. It is not
unfroquont to, find them on the mat alongside
of you in tho morning, as tiie huts are without
doors. I had my lodging in -what was once
an English fort, but is now in ruins, and is a
favorite resort of the snakes. I never found
one. in my room; but one morning, upon look
ing in tho room adjoining mine, I found one
about seven foot long. The penalty for kill
ing one is, for white persons, the price of GO
slaves,-now $4,200. For a native, ho is shut
up in a bamboo house, and the house is sot on
fire.
■“Do
The Copper Mines of Lake Superior.—
Tho Lake Superior Minor gives tho most flat
tering accounts of tho mining business in the
vicinity of Lake Superior. Tho product of
the Minnesota mine alone for the month of
February, 1860, was one hundred and sixty
tons, one thousand nine hundred and sixty
pounds, and that in a month when, from tho
intensity of tho cold; tho mine was worked
only about one third of tho time. The receipts
at Ontonagon, since tho close of navigation,
are seven hundred and forty-two tons, throe
hundred and forty-two pounds. Several now
mines will bo opened this spring, from which
it is expected that not loss than twenty thou-/
sand tons of ore will bo taken during tho sea- /
son, or $4,000,000 worth copper alone. J
C 7“ A spring poot sends us his “f rs ‘ a *‘
tempt." We will do him tho justice of pub
lishing tho first ‘‘stanza: ’
"The birds is Bingin' in tho (rocs,
Tho froge Is poopm in tho water,
Tbo birds can fly-just whoro (hey please,
Tbo frogs oau’t, oauso, ,
Thoy oro nothin* but squatters.**
Wo foar our friend will die early, for death
loves a shining inark!
Prentice thinks tnat if a young lady has a
thousand acres of land, tho young men are apt
to conclude that there arc sufficient grounds
for attachment..
The Delaware Grape.
Many facts and opinions have, from time
to time, boon laid before our readers’ notice,
in reference to this grape, and almost univer
sally they have been in its favor; seldom has
a fruit so quickly and so generally been
adopted as a public favorite, and wo have
much reason to believe that in this case con
fidence is not misplacqd.
The popularity which this fruit has obtain
ed, also indicates tho need and .wants of the
community.
The"grape is destined to become ono of the
most important and useful fruits of this coun
try; and something superior in quality and
earlier in ripening than the commonly dis
seminated Isabella and Catawba, has long
been demanded—though wo do not wish to bo
understood as in anyway desparaging tho
valuable qualities of these old standard sorts;
their merits and demerits arc well known.
The following description wo copy from
Downing’s Fruits and Fruit Trees of Ameri
ca, and is perhaps as concise and truthful as
may be written:
“Bunches small, compact, and generally
shouldered. Berries smallish; round when
not compressed. Skin thin ; of a beautiful
light red or flesh color; Very translucent,
passing to wine color by long keeping. It is
without hardness or acidity in its pulp; ex
ceedingly sweet, but sprighty, vinous arid ar
omatic,- and is Veil characterized by Mr.
Prince as our highest flavored and most delic
ious hardy grape. ;
.“It is a vigorous grower, an early and pro
fuse hearer, and probably more hardy than
tho Isabella or Caiaieba. In the garden of Mr.
Thomson, {Delaware, 0.,) where all other
kinds wore nearly destroyed by the unprece
dented cold of 1850 and 1857, this alone was
uninjured.
"It ripens nearly or quite three weeks be
fore the Isabella. Its bunches and berries arc
greatly increased in size by culture.
The coming season will probably afford much
experience with this grape in various parts of
the country; and wo shall endeavor to place
before pur readers everything of interest that
shall be elicited in respect to it, and also the
other new and valuable 1 varieties of grapes
which arc now attracting so much attention
in all parts of the-country.— Genesee Farmer.
A Horrible Murder.
The Fort Wayne (Ind.) Times furnishes the
details of one of the most horrid crimes, that
we have bopn called upon to record: .
The murdered man and the murderess wqre
husband and wife, and had maintained that
relation to each other for a period of upward
of fifty; years. They resided on a small farm,
■which they owned, in DoKalb county; Mrs;
Knapp informed her son “Jakey” of her in
tention to kill the did man, and requested
Jakey to hold the pld,mnh’s hands, while she
should choko hun to death. Jakey refused.
1 So she said no more about the matter until
1 next morning, when she persuaded Knapp,
under some pretence, to. enter the milk house,
and as ho was in the act of stepping out of (he
building, she struck him on the back of the
head-with a heavy club. She then seized the
axe,, which she had ready, and struck him oh
the forehead, fracturing the skull. She then
dragged him to the well and throw him in,
and as ho went down ho grasped the top of
the gum, which grasp she forced him to re
lease, by striking him on the hands with the
end of a heavy board; ho then sunk to the
bottom of the well. ■ - •
She then threw a number of chunks into
the well, remarking to her son nf the time,
that in case search was made for the old man,
his body would hot bo discovered. There
being some stains of blood upon the dross she
had on at the time, she placed a second dress
over it, directing Jakey to hide the axe and
club with which she had committed tho deed.
She wont to a Mrs. Smith’s, living about a
mile distant, and spent the day,
Jakey,. in obedience to her command, also
spent the day . away from home. She met her
son-in-law, Place, and told him that she had
just learned that tho old man was lost, and
hastened on her way homo. Place and a
number of tho neighbors immediately institu
ted a search for Knapp, and noticing that the
surface of the well was covered with chunks,
they put down a hook and dragged the body
of, the murdered man out. Mrs. Knapp ex
hibited,no grief, but, on the contrary, mani
festing the most perfect indifference, suspicion
pointed at her. She was accordingly arrest
ed, but denied all connection with the murder.
A committee of females was appointed to ex
amine her clothing, and found upon her sec
ond dress the stains of blood spoken of—when
she became alarmed, and inquired for Jakey,
stating that he was a simple boy, and they
would get all out of him; Jakey was then
interrogated, and at first denied all knowledge
of the matter, but afterwards made a full
statement.
She was tried last we eh, found guilty, and
■sent to the penitentiary for life.
Negro Juryman.— They are rapiilly pro
gressing towards “the largest liberty” in
Massachusetts. The Board of Aldermen, of
Worcester, in that State, have placed upon
the jury list for tho present year, the names
of two negro barbers, William H. Jenkinsand
Praccis A. Clough, the former, a runaway slave
from the. South. This , action of tho Board
doubtless sprang from a full knowledge of
who wore tho “peers” of the people of Wor
cester. .
JJST’Dr- Stoinrotli, a Gornmn. economist,
proposes to add to the food of man by bleeding
oxen, coirs and sboop, and using it for food.
Blood contains all tbo elements that render
meat nutritious, and ho thinks the animals
might bo bled onoo a week ivithout injury to
their health.
JKaT" In a crowd, looking at tbo body of a
man killed on tho railroad, a . fat Dutchman
remarked: I
“ In tho midst of life wo are in debt.
A son of tho Emerald Islo standing by, an-
SW “ Bo jabora, wo may well say that, for-lio
owed me two dollars."
j n n Now York hospital a poor woman
alone at night,was delivered of a child. Hats
I swarmed around tier in her- bed, and as she
was too ’weak to drive them away they de
voured her child. It was found by tho phy
sician dreadfully mutilated.
The everlasting Burdoll case is up again in
the Now York Courts. Tho heirs are now
quarrelling among themselves as to tho divis
ion of tho murdered dentist’s property.
B®* Maple sugar enough has been made in
Vermont during tho present spring to sweet
en tho • coffee of every coffee drinker on tho
globe;
Tho ocean speaks eloquently and forever.—
Beerher.
Yes, and there’s no use in lolling it to “ dry
up.” —Louisville Journal,
Underground Bnilwajf,
Tho London Illustrated iVetes, of thfe 7th;
contains a description of thp tunnel, now.be*
ing built under the streets of London, for tho
purpose of connecting tlid city with the scries
of railways at the north of tho Thames. _Td
have a railway after tho American fashion;
passing through a densely populous district;
and crossing on a level and over crowded
thorough-fares, was considered utterly; put of
the question. Therefore the plan was resorted
to of avoiding tho surface altogether, leaving
that to the ordinary local traffic and travel;
and going entirely under' the city with all the
passenger and freight trains. The London
railroad tnnnol was constructed by making an
open cut from the surface of the. street down!
the distance required, building tho archway;,
and then replacing the surfacc—a cheaper 1
mode than tunnelling; The work has been
contracted for and,ss now,in progress, the com
pany engaged in it having a capitalof four
millions dollars, in shares of fifty dollars
each. To avoid any annoyance from smoko or 1
the combustion of fuel in tho tunnel, the traf
fic is to ho worked by light locomotives of a
novel and ingenious construction. Thoyhavd
no fire-box ; hut will he charged with hot wa
ter and steam at certain pressure, to he. sup-'
plied by fixed boilers at the termini, and will
be furnished with a large heater to assist in.
maintaining the required temperature. It is t
believed thatoach locomotive can he supplied
with,power sufficient to run the whole tunnel
distance. The tunnel is expected to bo fin=
in working order by 1862. This
plan'is evidently the best one which can bo
devised for passing over the space occupied
by crowded cities. It will ultimately have to,
ho resorted to wherever practicable by all
roods which require the crossing of such spa'
ecs, no matter what the cost may be. '
Murder or a U. S. Marshall in Kansas!
—Wo gather tho following particulars of the
bloody murder of United States Deputy. Mari
shal Leonard Arms, Topeka, Kansas, by a
notorious Free State ruffian, from tho Leaven-*
worth Herald. John Ritchy, the murderer*
had, it appears, been indicted by a grand jury
for robbing tho Past Office at Willow Springs,
but resisting arrest then, ho was again indict*
cd, and Deputy Marshal Arms entrusted with
the service of the warrant, 1 Accordingly hef
repaired, in, company with a friend, to thfl ■
house of Ritchy, at Topeka, and informed him
of . the purpose of Ids visit. Ritchy inquired
if tho Marshal hid a warrant, and upon being
informed that he had, drew a revolver, and ■
threatened to resist to the last extremity,-
Deputy Arms then loft the house, telling
Ritchy that he Would certainly arrest him’ at
the first opportunity; but after going a short
distance ho returned, and Informing the latteV
that he , was determined to have him then anil
there, advanced upon him, Ritchy retreated,
at the same time drawing his’revolver and
I Warning Atmcs not to approach nearer. Tho
menace was disregarded and the ruffian fired,
the ball from his weapon passing through tho
Marshal's throat, killing liim instantly. Tho
murderer then-fled, but subsequently surren
dered himself. Arms'is from-Wyandotte,
where his fafiftty resides, and is much esteem
ed. Ritchy is from Indiana, and a Republi
can of the John Brown schooL Ho is a pro
minent politician, and was a member, of the
Kansas Legislature in 1855 L
Time and Eternity. — W e step on the earth; '
we look abroad over it, and it seems immense
—so does the sea. What ages had men lived
and knew but a portion ? They circumnavi
gate it now with a speed under which its vast
bulk shrinks; But let tho astronomer lift up
his glass, and ho learns to believe in a total •
mass of matter; compared with which this
groat globe itself becomes an imponderable-/
grain of dust. And so to teach us of walking’ ■
along tho road of life, a year, a day, an hour, 1
shall seem long. As wo grow older, the time','
shortens, but when we lift up our eyes to look .c
beyond this earth, otir seventy years, and tho .
few thousands of years which have rolled over' '
the human race, vanish into a point; for then
we are measuring.time against eternity.
Origin op a “Feather in jus Hat.”—
Among the manuscripts of the British Muse
um, says an English Writer, there are two co
pies of a curious description of Hungary,
which appears to have been Written by a mil
itary|adventurcr of the Ditlgotty tribe, in 1508.*
1 The writer, speaking of tho inhabitants, whom
he describes as.boing "of stature and complex
ion not unlike unto the poor Englishe, and in
habits like unto the poor Irishe," says: “It
has been an ancient custom amongst, them,
that none should wear a feather but lie who
had killed a Turk, to Whom it was only law
ful to show the number of feathers lit his
oappol" Does not this- account for the ex
pression, “ That will be a feather in his cap!”
Tlie ’Tarnal Slave Power.— -It is related
theta good old lady, who bad resided,in tho
country, innocent of railroads, but Well sup
plied with Abolition newspapers and doctw
monts, made her first visit to a town acquaint
ance. In a street a locomotive drawing a
heavy train was scon approaching, puffing
and blowing to its utmost.
•“ What on airth is that?” said tho old lady.-
“That," rejoined her friend, “ why that is
a locomotive.” .
“A locomotive?” said the old Indy, "why
bless my eyes, I thought it was tho 'tarmil
slave power!”
Sla.vmxess.—Tho purpose of life is to form
a manly character, to get the best develops
r ment of body and spirit—of mind, conscience,
’ heart and soul. This is the end; all else is
’■ the means. Accordingly, that is not the most
j successful life 1 11 which a.ronn gets tho roost
> pleasure, the. roost money or ease, tho roost
power or place, honor or fame; but that in
a man gets tho most manhood, performs the t
greatest amount of human right, and acquires-
I tho greatest amount of manly, character. .It
/is of no importance whether he win this. by.
I wearing a hood upon his shoulders or a crown
upon his head. It is tho character, and not
tbo crown, I value, Tho crown perishes with:
tho head that wore; it; but tbo character lives;
with immortal man who achieved it.
O” In Cincinnati a few days'since a •wo"
man was sentenced to fpur months imprison
ment for stealing a ham, Her husband who
was present, and who had assisted- her in dis--
Sof it, .on hearing tho sentence, bowed
y to _ tho Court and expressed himself
much gratified at tho result..
8®” A firm in Virginia advertise that alt
accounts duo them not settled' by tho first of
May would bo offered at public sale to tho
highest bidder for cash. 'A good mode of in- ■
financing dilatory and dishonest debtor?, with -
whom a resource to law would ho worse than
useless.
455“ A schoolmaster asked a fair pupil,-
“ Can you decline a kiss
SIIS replied, dropping a perplexed courte
sy, “ Yos, sir; I can, but I Imto to most phig
ucdly.”
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