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    VOL. 48.
AMERICAN VOLUNTEER;
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JOHN B. BRATTON.
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:|WiraL
RED RIVER VOTTAGEB.
-BY JOHN WHITTIER.
Out and in, tho river is winding
The links of its long red ehnin,'
Through.holts*of dusky piuo-land
. And gusty icagucs'of plain.
Only at times, a smokc-wronth
With tho drifting cloud rock join—
. Tho smoke'of the 'hunting-lodges
Of tho wild Assinniboins !
Drearily blows tho north-wind,
From tho land of icc and show ;
The eyes that look arc weary, ,
And heavy the hands that row.
And with one foot on tho water;
And one foot on the shore,
'The Angel of Shadow gives warning
' That day shall bo.no more.
Is it tho olang of wild geese ?
Is it the Indian’s yell,
That lends to the voice of the north-wind
• The tone of a far off bell,?
The voyager smiles as he listens
To’ the sound that - grows apace.j
Well ho knpws the-vesper, ringing
Of the bells of St. J3onifa,ce :
The bells of the Roman mission)
That call from thoir turrets .twain,
To tho boatmen on the river,
. To tho hunter on the plain. .
Ever so in our mortal journey
• The bitter blow,
And thus upon life's Red River
•Our heiirt as oarsmen row.
And when tho Angel of Shadow
.Rests his feet on wave and shore,
And our. : ey6'S' grotf'dim with.watching,
) And our hearts faint at tho oar,
Aappy is ho, who henfeth ;
The signal of. his release
In tho bellg of tho-Holy City,
Tho chimes of eternal poaco?
■ (Swoot Amy asked, with pleading eyes,.
‘Dear Charley, teach me,'.will you,
The words I've hoard your captain a ay—.
I should sp like to drill you !' V 1
' What! little one, you take command !
Well, Amy, Fm quite willing!
lu such it company us yours ;
I can’t have too much drilling.
4 Stand over there, and sing out clear,
Like Ibis :. ‘ Squad—stand at ease.*
'Ob, Charles, ypu’ll wake pupaup'Jgtairs,
Don’t about like that, dear, please,*
'I stand at*caso like this,-you see J
And Mien I. need scarce mention.
The next command you’ll have to give
• Is. tbia one: Squad—Attention I *
'Now, Amy, smartly oftcr me,'
(You’ve sure dear, it don’t bore you?
Forward—Quick ’ March—Halt -—Front—Rigbi
Dress!
There,, now, I’m close before you.
'Present arms —well, it does look odd,
You don’t believe I’d trifle {
”\Ve bold our arms out just, like this,
In drill witboqt the rifle.
'Now say; salute your officer.*
'Oh Charles for shame, bow can you ?
I thought you were at some horrid trick.
You horrid cheating mail, you/
Charles "ordered arms; ” without command
She smoothed her rumpled Imir,
Ami pouted, frowned, and blushed, and then
fraid softly—‘As yon were ! *
Mmllmmm.
THE MYSTERIOUS ORGANIST !
A L o?end of i’li e Rliluc.
BY GEOFFREY DUNHAM
“Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple iuith than Normal blood."
Years and years ago, at a grand old cathe
dral overlooking the llhine, there appeared a
mysterious organist. The great coni poser who
had played ; thc v organ so long-had suddenly
died, and every . body, from the king to the
peasant, was wondering who.could be found
to fill his place, when, ono bright summer
morn, as the sexton entered the church, he
saw a stran'gei* sitting at the crape-shrouded
organ. lie was a tall, graceful man, with a
pale but strikingly handsoriio face, great,
black, melancholy eyes, and hair likd the ra
ven's wing for gloss and color, sweeping in
dark waves over his shoulders. He didTndt
■seem to notice the sexton, but went on play
ing, and such music as he drew from the in
strument no words of mine can describe. The
astonished listener declared that the organ
seemed to have grown human—tluit it wailed,
and sighed, and clamored, as if a tortured hu
man heart wore throbbing through its pipes,
jAVhen the music at length ceased, the sexton
hastened to the stranger, and said
“ Pray, who are you, sir?”
“Do not ask my name,** he replied; “I
have heard that you are in want of an organ
ists, and came hero bn trial/* °
“ You’ll bo sure to got the place,** exclaim
ed the sexton. “Why, you compass him
that’s dead and gone, air I’*
“ No,‘no; you overrate mo,** resumed tho
stranger,-with a sad,smile; and then,.as if
disinclined to conversation, ho turned from
old ilnns, and began to play again. And now
the music changed from sorrowful strain to a
grand pteon, and the mysterious organist—
"Looking upward full of graoo,
Prayed, till from a happy place,
God’s glory smote him on thofu.ee/*
a ?o k’ a countenance seemed not unlike that
ot St, Michael, as portrayed by Guido.
. host in the harmonies which swelled around
him, ho sa (; w itl, the “ far seeing” gaze fixed
on the distant sky, a glimpse of which ho had
paught through an open window, when, there
"'as astir about the church-door, and a royal
party came sweeping in. Among them might
be seen a young girl, with a wealth of golden
hair, her eyes like the violet in hue, and lips
like wild cherries. This was the princess
Elizabeth, and all eyes turned to her, ns she
seated herself in the velvet-cushioned pew ap
propriated to the Court. Tho mysterious or
ganist fixed his gaze upon her, and went on
playing. No sooner had tho music reached
her ears, than she started, as if n ghost lia l
crossed her path. The bloom faded from her
check, her lip quivered, her whole frame grow,
tremulous, At last her oyos mot those of tho
organist in a long, long, yearning look, and
then the melody lost its joyous notes, and
once more wailed, and sighed, and clamored.
“By my faith,” whispered the King to his,
daughter, “ this organist has a nuister-hund.
Hark ye, child, ho shall play at your wed
ding !”
The pale lips.of the Princess parted, hut
she cortld . not, speak—sho was dumb with
grief. Like one in a painful dream, sho saw
the pale man at the organ, and heard the melo
dy which filled the vast edifice. Aye, full
well she knows who he was, and why tho in
strument seemed breathing out the agony of
a tortured heart! .
/When.tho service was over, and-the royal
party had.loft the cathedral, ho stole away as
'mysteriously as lie had;home. lie was not
seen again by the sexton till the vesper hour,
when he appeared in the organ-loft,.and com
menced his task. While ho. a veiled
figure glided in, and knelt hear a sido-shrin'o.
There she remained till tho worshippers had
dispersed, when the sexton touched her on
the,shoulder, and said—
' “ Madam, everybody has gone but you and
me,.and I must close tho do.ors.”
“I am not ready to go yet,” was the reply;
“leave me—leave mo 1”
The sexton drew back to a shadowy niche,
and watched and listened. The mysterious
organist still kept his post, but his head was
.still bowed upon tile instrument, but ho
could not see tho lone devotee; At length
she rose from the aisle, and moving to. the
organ-Joft, paused bo side of tho musician,
“Bertram,” she murmured.
Quick ns thought tho organist raised his
head. There with tho light of a lamp suspen
ded to the arch above falling full upon her,
stood.the Princess who had graced the royal
pew that day. TJjo court-dross of velvet,
with its soft ermine trimmings, tho tiara,, the
necklace, had been changed for a 'grey serge
robe and , a Jong, thick veil, - which was
now pushed hack from the fair, girlish
face. ■ .
“Oh! Elizabeth, Elizabeth 1” ' exclaimed
tho orgapist, and ho sank at her feet, and
gazed wistfully into her troubled eyes.
“ Why are yoii here,' Bertram 7” asked tho
Princess. '
“ I came to hid you farewell, and ns I dared
not venture into the palace, I gained access to
the cathedral by bribing the bell-ringer, and
having taken the vacant sent of the dead organ
ist, let my music breathe out the adieu I
could not trust my Ups to utter,” ,
A low moan was his only answer, and he
continued— ' ’ •
“ You
“Yes," sobbed the girl. Oh, Bertram,
what a trial it will be to stand at yonder al
ter, and take upon me vows which will doom
me to a living death 7”
“Think of me, ■’ rejoined the organist.
51 Your royal father has requested the to play
at the wedding, and I'have promised to ho
here. If I were your equal,. I could he the
bridegroom ' instead of the organist; but a
poor musician must give up ?” ■
“ It is like rending soul and body asunder
to part, with you,” said the girl. “ To-night
I may toll you this—tell you how fondly I
love you, but in a few hours it will bo sin.”
Go, go, and God bless yen 1”
She waved him from her, as if she would
banish him while-she had strength to do so, and
he—how was it with him ? He rose to leave
her, then came back, held her to, bis heart in
a long embraeo, and with.a half-smothered
farewell, left her.
The,;next morning dawned in cloudless
splendor, and at an early hour the cathedral
was thrown open, and the sexton began to pre
pare for the brilliant wedding. Flame-color
ed flowers nodded by the way side, flame-col
ored leaves came rushing down from the trees,
and lay in light heaps upon the ground ; tho
ripe wheat waved like a golden sea, and ber
ries dropped in red and purple flusters over
the rocks along tho Rhine.
At length tho palace-gates were unclosed,
and the royal party appeared, escorting Hie
Princess Elizabeth to the cathedral where hor
marriage was to be solemnized. It was a
'bravo pageant; far brighter than the entwin
ed foliage arid blossoms wore the. tufts of
plumes which floated front stately heads, and
bo festal robes that streamed down over tho
housings of the superb steeds. But the Prin
cess, mounted on a snow-white polfry, and
clad in snow-white velvet, looked pale and
sad ; and when, on nearing the church, she
hoard.a gush of organ music, which jubilant
in sound, struck on b.oroar like afunoral-knoll.
she trembled, .and would have fell to the earth
bad not a page supported her. A few mo
ments' afterward she entered the cathedral,
There, with bis retinue, stood the royal bride
groom, whom site had never before seen. But
her glance roved from him to the organ-loft,
where flio had expected to see the mysterious
organist. lie was gone, and she was obliged
to return- the graceful bnw of the King, to
whom she had boon betrothed from motives of
policy. Mechanically she knelt at his side
oh the alter-stono—mechanically listened td
the service and made the responses. Then
her husband drew her to him in a convulsive
embrace and whispered
“ Elizabeth, my Queen, my wife, look up !”
Trembling in every limb, she obeyed. Why
did those dark eyes thrill horse? Why did
that smile bring a glow to her ebook? Ah !
tho’ the King wore the royal purple, and many
a jewelled order glittering on his breast, ho
seemed the same humble person who bad
been employed to toaoh hor organ music, and
had taught her the loro of love. ■
“ Elizabeth,” murmured tho monarch,
“ Bertram Hoffman, Iho mysterious organist,
and King Oscar are ono ! Forgive my strata
gem. I wished to marry you, but I would
not drag to tho altar an unwilling bride.
Your father was in tho secret.”
While tears of joy rained from her blue
eyes, tho new-made Queen returned hor hus
band’s fond kiss, and for onco two hearts
wore made happy by a royal marriage.
An Oao Law.— -A law against obtaining
husbands under false pretence, passed by the
English Parliament in 1770, enacts—That all
women, of what average, rank, profession, or
degree—-whether virgins, maids, or widows—
who shall after this not, impose upon, seduce
and betray into matrimony any of his Majes
ty s male subjects, by virtue of scents, paints,
cosmetic washes, artißoinl teeth, false hair,
Spanish wool, iron stays, bolstered hips, or
high heeled shoes, shall, incur the penalty of
the law now in force against witchcraft and
uko misdemeanors : and the marriage under
c i rcurnB toncos, upon conviction of the
offending party, shall be null and void.
BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH FOR THE LITTLE
FOLKS.
Frcdci ic the Great.
The first son of Frederick William 1., King
of Prussia, was horn in Berlin on tho 24th of
January, 1712. Ilis name was Fcderic. lie
afterwards took his father’s place on tho
throne, and Became renowned rill over Europe
and the world as being the greatest
king arid chieftain of Ilia time. Ilis father
was fund of agriculture and military tactics,
hiifthp hoy did not care the least for either
the one or the other. Ilis taste was towards
science arid art; and when very small, lie
was devotedly attached to his hooks and his
flute, .
Tho King was very economical in his hab
its, and when ho found that his boy was so
much of a spendthrift, ho had Him. arrested
several times, for getting into debt. lie also
thought that every young prince. ought to
wear a soldier’s 'uniform. You can imagine'
how angry ho must sometimes have boon to
find Frederic dressed up in citizen’s clothes
made out of French cloth. One day ho saw
him playing a flute, and clothed in a beautiful,
embroidered morning-gown. lie became so
angry that ho tore it off his son’s hack and
throw it into tlic'firo. Books wore scattered
all around him, and these were forthwith sent
.hack to the bookstore. But Frcdevie’s hair
was long and beautifully curled and dressed,.
So what should the King do, but send for the
barber, and have it off !
.RUNNING AWAY FROM HOME;
Of course this conduct mado tho distance
very great between the father and. his son.
The King was determined to cOrreotdiis boy,
and Frederic declared that ho.would do as ho
pleased. So ho made, a plan to escape to
England in company with two friends who
said they would go with him. But the plan
was discovered by a.lctfpr from somebody to
tho King. One of tho friends did get away,
however, but the other was beheaded in the
presence of the rebellious young prince. In
fact the prince was himself sentenced to-be
put to death, and his father was determined
to have him executed. But ono of his gener
als said to him:—“ If your majesty wishes
blood, you can have mine; hut you shall
'never have the prince’s so long as I can speak.”
Some one else told the King that ho had
no right to have his son put to death, hut ho
replied that ho could do what he pleased, with
him, as ho was King. But Provost lleinbeek
answered him, “ that.Gpd was over him, and
if ho treated him. baddy ho would have to
give nn account for' his. crime.” At those
words the King was silent, and never after
wards said anything about having Frederic be
headed.
But the young prlnoo was cast into a dun
geon where no ray of light was ever suffered
to penetrate, But tho religious conversa
tions which he had every day witli preacher
Muller., made such a deep impression on hi
mind, that ho resolved to do bettor in future.
Then ho wrote a letter to his father.'in which
lie i^nf^asd:hiKfanlts,,imd,pTOn>ise4ti>at,: ho
would never bo disobedient again., ThdKing
told him he would release him on condition
that ho would take an oath to he obedient to
him. Frederic agreed to do so, and in the
presence of many generals and ambassadors
lie took tho oath of-loyalty. 'And Frederic
kept his word faithfully. So much so, that when
the King afterwards wanted him to marry the
P rinecss Elizabeth Christiana of Brunswick,
ho agreoij to it without having been asked
whether he wished to do so or not. So Fred
eric married the Princess.
His father died - nn the last day of May,
1740, .and Frederic ascended the throne in the
twenty-eighth year of his ago. Ho was so ju
dicious' in his conduct that,he really seemed
tn please everybody. One of the first things
that he. did. was to open his own granaries
and soli the corn very cheap. It was a groat
accommodation to the poor people, for.provis
ions were so high that many people starved,
and very few could afford to pay the price
which was asked.
FREDERIC OS fITE BATTLE FIELD.
After-the death of the Emperor Charles VT.
of Austria, his daughter Maria Theresa was
declared the Empress of all his dominions.
Among these was the Duchy of Silesia, which
really belonged to Prussia and not to Austria.
War was declared, and after a-tcrriblo battle
tho _ Prussians' gained tho victory. But
Maria Theresa was a brave woman, and did
not lose hor courage. She , appeared before
the Hungarian Assembly witii a sword at her
side and a crown on her head, and said in
Latin language:'—“ To your-arms and your
bravery- I commit my seif and my child—you
arc the last anchor of my hope!” ~
Tho youth, and beauty, and misfortune of
the Queen made a deep impression on tho As
sembly, The members rose up, drew their
sabres from their sheaths, and said,;—“ I Vc
mil die for our Kiuy Maria Theresa!” Then
1 she took her little boy up in her arms, and
bold him before the multitude. Tbcir carncst
answer to.that, was;—“ We will die for our
Kiuy Maria Theresa!”
■ - Soon there was great flgbtin o - for Si
lesia. On the 4th of June, 1745, occurred tho
great.battle of Hnhenfricdberg. But Freder
ic gained the- victory after five hours of herd
struggling. Sixty-six cannon"wero taken, to
gether with seventy flags and seven thousand
prisoners,- On the 30th of September ho was
again attacked by double the number of Aus
trians ; but ho proved victorious, and
took all tho batteries’ and many prisoners
from the enemy. On the 15th of’ December
lie gained another splendid victory, and then
Maria Theresa had to sign a treaty that Si
lesia belonged to Prussia.
After peace was established Frederic devo
ted himself to the affairs of bis government.
Fvcry hour bad its own place. At four o’clock
the morning bo rose, and then in a few
niinutes was dressed and sitting at his tabic
examining the letters brought in by tho morn
ing mail. Tho most important of these he
road himself but the rest he handled over to
his Ministers of State. Then ho drank coffee,
after which ho Walked an hour or two up and
down his room, blowing his flute all tho while.
His next work was to write letters; and dic
tate to Ins assistants what they should write.
At twelve o’clock ho went to dinner. Tho
dishes wore often such as ho had ordered in
tho morning according to his own taste. But
ho loved literary society very much, and ho
had around him at tho table some of tho best
scholars and writers that Europe could afford.
After dinner ho played his flute a half-hour
and then signed letters, drank a cup of coffee,
and went out to take a walk. From four to
six o’clock in tho afternoon ho devoted him
self to literary labors, such as reading and
writing. From six to seven ho had a concert
by distinguished musicians, in which he gen
erally took part. Then came supper, which
lasted till midnight. This was his way of
spending tho day, and it was only something
of a most extraordinary nature that over in
terrupted it. i
But in the beginning of tho year 1756
Frederick heard that a great alliance of tho
principal powers of Europe was formed against
“ OUR COUNTRY—MAY IT ALWAYS BE RIGHT—BW
CARLISLE, PA., THURSDAY, OCTOBER. 3, 1861.
The campaign of 1759 wa| very unfortu
nate for Frederic. In the great battle of-the
12th of August he thought tb.® he gained the
victory, and so ho.sent a messenger to Berlin
with- the news. ■ But bcWdfl. tho Austrians,
who had not boon in . the .figl.it at all, wore
now -coming up in great Djumbers., The
Prussians were exhausted, and they suffered
a terrible defeat. The result was, tbj||Pred
oric bail to. give up much landlhaf h«Jmd al
ready gained. It wont hard,with him 4 , but
bo had been defeated add to
do it. : A'i :
In 17G0 be was also unsuccessful, and in
the next year he bad enough Jp do to defend
his own kingdom from-his multitudes of for
eign foes; But in 1701 hoghijvijd such a bril
liant victory over ■ the Austrians tbat.it put
an cud to the war, and on the rlStlv of. Febru
ary, 1703, peace.was declared alillubortsburg.
Thus Closed the Seven Yoara’ -iJVar. Half of
Europe Had been combined, against' Frederic,
but he came out without the Joss of a single
village. No wonder every, ope called.him a
great hero. •
. When poaco was declared, tt; religious ser
vice was held in a certain plage for the pur
pose of returning thanks to" iypd. Imagine
the astonishment of the congregation when
Frederic came,in alone, and " to'ok his seat as
an hum'do worshipper. Ho leaned his head
on his hand, and tears of gratitude’ streamed
from his eyes. ■ ! .
i>. His -fi.yst .care, wos to-heal p .g'^vouTids whv'U.
his-country nail suffered PX flic war. The
immense stores of corn which lie had on hand
he gave to .'the poor peasants.' Ami tlui horses
whichihe had used ip biVttlo among
the villages that had lost many by the long
campaigns. : lie.took in the bad money ho
had issued and gave out gold for it. In order
to afford the poor mechanics employment, he
built the groat palace of Sans Souci, which is
still one of the moat splendid buildings in the
world. . ■
Frederic was celebrated for his presence of
mind. In the battle of Collin lip led. n com
pany with drawn sword in hand,' against one
of the batteries of the enemy. The soldiers
turned back when the balls came against
them as thick as hailstones. But the groat
chieftain didn't seem to notice that he was al
most deserted. So one of the adjutants turn
ed to him and said: “ Sire,, will you take this
■battery alone ? ” It was then that.ho first
perceived his danger. He reined in hip horse
and rode slowly back to his army.
In the celebrated siege of Sehweiduitz one
of his attendants had his horse shot from un
der-him. The young nVan wentoff ns fast as
ho collide fearing that every moment would'bo
his last. But Frederic called out to him: —
" Where are you going? Come back and take
your saddle-from your horse." And he came
hack and cut the saddle from his 1 dead horse,
though the bullets were whistling around him
and his king.
Perhaps you have hoard the story of the
windmill at Sans Souci. It' belonged to a
poor miller, whose little pieceof. land, Fred
eric was anxious to get, in order that ho might
enlarge his own grounds totho proper size.—
So lie asked the miller what he would take for
his windmill. The man refused to part with,
it : but Freddiic offered him throe times its
value. Still, ho declined to sell it. At last
Frederic said to him: “ Dontt you know that
I can take it against your Will?" But the
miller would' not yield.’ Finally the king had
a lawsuit about it, and the ease was deci
ded against him. Then ho pulled the little
old mill down, and put up a large now one
and gave it to. the miller, who you may be
very sure was very grateful for the present.
That mill now stands,, and-you can sec it if
vnu have a mind to ride from Berlin to Sans
Souci. It belongs to the descendants of the
same old miller.
Frederic died on the 17th. of August., 1786.
The nows,of his dentil was n -heavy blow to
his nfi'octlonnto subjects. .All over Europe it
produced a groat shook. People wept over
the sad event, from tho king on his throne to
the peasant ill his cottage.. Ever sinoo thon
tho Prussians have been telling their child
ren about his kindness to, the poor and hisbra
vorv in battle. And after what wo have seen
if him, I am not at all surprised that every
lody calls him Frederick Hit Great. ■
Do you ever think how much work a child
does in a day ? How, from sunrise to sunset,
the dear little feet patter around—to us—so
aimlessly. Climbing up here, kneeling down
there, running to this place and then to that
place, but never still. Twisting and turning,
rolling and reaching and doubling, as if test
ing every bone and muscle for future uses.—
It is very curious to watoh.it. One who does
so may well understand the deep breathing
of the rosy little sleeper, as with one arm,
tossed over its curly head, it prepares for the
next day’s gymnastics I Tireless through the
day, till that tires, as the maternal love that
so patiently accommodates itself, hour after
hour, to its thousand wants and oaprioos, real
or fancied.
A bpsy creature is a little child. To be
looked upon with awo as well ns delight, ns
its clear eye looks trustingly into faces that
to God and man have essayed to wear mnstt.
As it sits down in its little chair to ponder,
precociously, over the white he you t lou f* *
it “ funny ’’ to toll it. As rising and leaning
on your knees, it says thoughtfully,
that should provoke a tear, not
I don’t believe it." A lovely and yet fearful
thing is that little child.
him. The lending spirit the Em
press Marin Theresa, who again
to got back Silesia. France, ffipitria, Russia,
Saxony and Sweden, were luTtigainst Fred
eric. The first battle was a great victory for
him. It lastcd aix hours, but the result was
all ho could ask. The nest one was fought
neny Prague, in Bohemia, and though Fred
eric gained tho day bis victory was dearly
bought, for sixteen thousand Prussians lay
dead and wounded, togethef on the field of
carnage. A third fight proved-, to ho a still
greater victory for the army of Frederic. lie
lost only a hundred and sixtjf men, and took
from the enemy seven thousand prisoners and
sixty three cannon. ;Aftoc another splendid,
victory the enemy retired ffpm before tho
Prussians,' and the campaign tyas ended.
Frcdfcrio had gained enough glory for one
man. But having commenced his military
career on a grand sonic, he felt that ho must
keep it up. His future campaigns, however,
did not meet with that success which had
crowned his previous undertakings. He had
now.to try his hand at the Russians.. They
wore brave, well armed, and;Jn groat num
bers. But the first battle wit®'them resulted'
in a glorious triumph'. It lasted from nine
o’clock in tho morning until,tan at night; and
so bravely did tho Russians sml}t that Fred
eric’s soldiers afterwards saig of them that
“if you want to kill a Russinii, j f ou mustnot
only shoot him down but. mits£.knock him in
the head.” But tho victory walfiloiu'ly bought,
for of the thirty thousand ’dead bodies that
lay upon that bloody field ten,'Thousand wore
slain, Prussians. ■ ■ .'Sf
riQIITINt! DAYS 'OVER
The Little Ones.
gRIOHT OR WRONG, OUR COUNTRY."
THE HON. GEO, M. HULAS ON THE WAR. Origin of the Red Alan.
At tlio celebration of the adoption of the The Aoi-’ Wester publishes a report of a
Federal Constitution in Philadelphia, on Tucs' ™ r - v , nl ' T lo loct " r r °- d fl'vered at Selkirk by Mr.
, . i , ~ tt « ~ ,-v „ I?rank Lamed Hunt, upon tlio Red Man. In
day last, the. Hon. George M. Dallas, the ora- the course of Ins remarks, the lecturer said :
tor 6f the (lay, said: “There has been a vast deal said, surmised
1. In the first,place, then, fellow-citizens, and conjectured about the North American
frankly be it said, there cannot be found In Indians, some saying that they are the de
the sacred instrument on which my comments scendants of the lost tribes of Israel; others,
have been made one word- giving warrant by I het- they are the branch of the Aatec family,
any process for its own ; extinction. It was To a third supposition, that theyaro of Tartar
not born to die. No functionary, no State, no to the New World, and
Congress, no combination of communities or spreading, over it. from Behring's Straits, I
individuals, is authorized to mutilate the U- do mn«t seriously incline. They show it most
nion, or kill .the Constitution. That is a unmistnkahly in their.faces as to leave, >n my
crime which, likcpamcido in Solon's day, is mind ft*" Ions:- a doubt. In con vcr
treated as inconceivable. We bear of coriven- sntinn , I bad the 1 happiness'to enjoy, one
tions, consultations, conferences, and compro- evening-with Pore Favor, of the "Roman Cath
miscs; thej’arc.the vague and fluttering de- olio Mission at Fort William,. Lake Superior
vices of anxious philanthropy;' but. unless the —ft man of fine powers of mind, and oim of
fifth article Ifad been strictly, pursued, which- the (if not the most), accomplished Otohipa
we.ull know. now to be impossible, those expo- scholars now living—l mentioned this as my
dionts are utterly .inapplicable and fruitless, belief, Tie at once confirmed it, and spoke of
For, remember, this provision—not, in fact, hn early Jesuit missionary upon the Lake,
designed to destroy, but to strengthen—enun-, who, upon being transferred to, Tartary,, to
dates the necessity, before the slightest alter- his astonishment, met in one of the villages
ation can be attempted, that, jtfnh, Uco-thirds of that far distant country, a woman whom be
of both Houses of Congress shall unite in pro- bad known In ' this. They mutually recog
posing it; or, second, ■ that the Legislature of maedenoh other, arid In answer to his.inmury,
two-ihirds of the several States., shall apply she said she bad been taken across Behring
for a General Conventin ; and third , that Straits, and was last left whore he saw her.
whatever change may bo contemplated, wheth- The same father, stricken by n similarity of
or by two-thirds of both; Congressional Cham- the languages, compared a list in which the
hors, or by two-thirds of the State Legislatures, respective tongues, Tartar and Algonquin,
or Convention-of three-fourths of the' States, being placed, side by side, showed, without
The mere recital shows the futility, if not im- doubt, a common root or doriviution. The
practicability,' into which the tompostous testimony, from this truthful scholar was more
course- of events, have'paralyzed this article, conclusive to my mind than the piled up thco-
No ! fellow-citizens, you have not the power rics and vague speculations of a college of sa
.to-abandon your Constitution. vans. How many centuries they, took to tra
2;'But. if you had that power, what then? verse and occupy this immense extent of
Need I say that, without being recreant to all territory, break-up into bands which grow
your anteccdcnts, its exercise is precluded by into - by non-in:ercourse acquire dia
tho boasted attitude and armor of those who loots of their own, wo know not. But with
demand U? " The towering frunt.of armed and their, habits nothing could be more natural
contumelious rebellion is hot the presence in and easy, and with the abundance of game
which concession is, possible. Give up the and moans of life came rapid increase of num
Constitution, rupture the Union, burn the ar- hors, sufficient as their wants and inclinntior
chives of yoiir glorious history,- and open wide prompted, to roach all parts of the country,
the-floodgates Of disaster upoiilbo country, if own to the hrqad Atlantic, where now thoii
suoh can bo your choice, .but never do it in very name is a tradition
subservient meekness to envenomed opprobi
um, or while listening to the roar of our ene
miols. cannon. The stigma of an act so gro
veling, dastardly, and degenerate as that —so
utterly un-Americanr— would cover us for ages
as with a poisoned pall! ’Fellow-Citizens;
There are formidable batteries frowning at
Manassas; behind them gleam undiscriinina-
ting hatred and acorn',' sharpening every sword
and speeding every bullet; we would cease to
bo men if wo crouched to either,
, 3. In this war, then, there is really no al
ternative for loyal Constitutionalists. In the
explicit language of the unanimously adopted
.resolution of Mr! Crittenden, it was farced up
on the Government of the United States. Ret
rospective narrative, therefore, wou'd bo alike
tedious and useless. It is on our hands. We
see it, hear it, feel it. Our.fathers, brothers,
and .sons are falling in. hotacomhs, sacrificed
'tcritarfupjrw-.Evefydb^exe'honierteoOrt-wlth
its obanging-ipeidehts, its alarms, its hopisr,
its gloom,- its taunts, its cheers, its covert slay
ing, and its open struggles. The-gates of.
Janus are expanded wide. No room now loft
for diplomacy of any sort; none for soothing,
words of remonstrance. Fight we must; fight
a V ontrance those whom wo have heretofore
fostered and taught how to fight, drive them
from their infatuated and parricidal purpose
of destroying their owii country ; and pause
only when that country, its Union and Consti
tution, are inaccessible to; outrage.
Poetical View op. Ciiildiiood.— -Wo could
never have loved the. earth so well if we had
no childhood in it-if it whore not the earth
where the same flowers come up again every
Spring that wo used to gather with our tiny
fingers ns we sat lisping to ourselves on tho
grass—-the same hips and haws on tho Au
tumn hedgerows- -the same redbreasts that wo
used to call “ God’s birds," because they did
no harm to tho precious crops. What novel
ty is worth that swoot monotony whore every
thing :is known, and loved because it is
known ? The wood I walk is on this mild Slay
day,'with the young yellow brown foilugo of
the oaks between me and tho blue sky, the
white starflowbrs and tho blue-eye speedwell
and tho ground ivy at my feet—what grove
of tropic palms, what strange ferns or splen
did broad potallod blossoms,.could .over thrill
such deep and delicate fibres with mo ns this
home scene? These familiar flowers, those
well remembered bird notes, this sky with its
fitful brightness, those furrowed and grassy
fields; each with a sort of personality given to
it by ,tho capricious hedgerows—such things
as those aro the mother tongue of our imagi
nation, the language that is laden with all
the subtle inextricable associations tho flee
ing, hours of childhood loft behind thorn.
Our delight in the sunshine on. tho doepblad
cd grass'to-day might be more than tho faint
perception of wearied souls, if it wore not for
tho -sunshine and tho grass in-far off years,
.which still live In us, and transform our prp
coptiou into love.— Mill on the Floss.
JJ@“A young lady thus describes hop feel
ings. nnd courts sympathy:
My heart is sick, my heart is sad,
But, oil 1 the cause I’dare not toll;
I am not grieved, I am not glad,
I am not ill, I am not welll
I'm not myself—.l’m not tho same;
I am indeed, I know not what;
I’m changed in all except in name —
Oh when shall I be changed in that !
Educational Tendencies of the Times.
Filty years ago, demonstrative science was
scarcely taught at all in the common school,
and often found little place even in academic
instruction. The art of numerical calcula-
tion, for example, was taught entirely from
a system of rules, without any reference to
the philosophical principles of arithmetic, up
on which these rules wore based. It was not
expected that any .one would become ac
quainted with scientific processes of reason
ing, until he began to pursue such studios as .
geometry and logic in the latter part of a col
legiate course. At the present time, there is I
a strong tendency to reverse entirely this or-f
dor of things. The tendency now is, among
many instructors to teach every thing if pos-1
si bio, through a course of demonstration.— (
Science must now be taught before art, liio
nunil must now be conducted into every tem
nlo of knowledge through the collar window,
in'ordcr that he may bo sure to see nothing
else till after ho has. inspected the corner
stone. Months and years in the lives of men
of real talent, have been spent in the attempt
to construct a course of education upon the
principle that the pupil should never hoar of
a conclusion till ho has mastered the major
and minor propositions.of the syllogism
O-ffliat a wretched old bachelor that,
moat have boon, who, on being asked con
cerning a row o( hacks standing in the street,
if there was a funeral, replied, with a shrug,
“ Worse ; there’s a marriage,"
Mrs. Partinoton Visits the Texted Field.
We take tlio following from the Boston
Post:
“Did the'guard present arms to you,- Mrs.
Partington ?”.asked the commissary of her as
she entered the. marques.
“You mean the century,” she said smiling.
“ T have heard so much about the tainted,
field, that I believed I could deplore an attach
ment Into line myself, and secure them as
well as an officer. You asked me if the guard
presented arms. He didn’t, but a sweet little
man with an epilepsy on his shoulder and a
smile on his face did, and asked mo if I
would not go into a tent and smile. I told hint
\vc could both outside, when ho politely
touched his chateau and loft me, ' The com
missary presented a hard wooden stool upon:
I which she rephsed herself. “This is one
r of, •. th* «catg #> of. war, I suppose ?”she r said
Oh. what a hard lot a’ sdhlTer'Te -objholed to
‘ I don’t wonder a mite at the hardened influ
’ cnee of a soldier’s life. What is that for?’ 1
said she, as the noise of the cannon saluted
her car. “ I hone that they Imin’t firing oh
my account/’ , There was a solicitude in her
(tones as she spoke, and, she was informed it
was only the Governor, who had just arrived
upon the field. “Dear mo,”said she..“how
cruel it.must he to mako tho did gentleman
come away down here, when ho is so feeble
that ho has to take his staff with him wher
evpr he goos.'V She was.so affected- at the
idea that she had to take a few drops of
•white wine to restore her equilibrium, and to
counteract the dust from the “.tainted field.” |
0“ At Stratford-on-Avon'Mr.Wilson moots
the following Shakspearean impositions :
In the chamber ovei'tlio parlor stands an
antique carved boadstead of oak, certainly as
old as the Shakspearean ora, and which may
have been used by the Hathaways at that
time, 'i'lio tradition is that the bod, and the
room in which itstauils, were “ Sweet Anne’s.”
A dilapidated dog’s oared Bible was produc
ed, which the simple woman who showed the
house assured us had boon used by Anne and
her lover, sitting side by side on a rude
bench that stood near the entrance. Although
the bench seemed a product of more modern
days, wo were very willing to believe that we
might bo mistaken, and that ” Gentle Will”
and Anno Hathaway might have sat thereon
while ho was stealing away her heart with
many a vow of love. But in the fact that oi-
lier had over seen or opened the venerable
volume, our faith was considerably shaken hy
the discovery that it was printed in the year
1070—showing a trilling discrepancy of near
ly ninety years—William and Anno Shaks
peare having been made man and wife in the
year 1552. On our return from Shnttery we
were met by an aged mendicant, who claimed
alms from us as being a descendant from or
in some way related to Shakspearo. Without
very closely investigating the correctness of
his .claims,'wo presented him with half a
crown, quite willing to believe that wo had
possessed the privilege of assisting a person
related, however distantly, to the groat drama
tist,
Romantic love Scene.
“ Tis past the hour of midnight. Tlio glod,-
on god of day, who yesterday drove its embla
zoned chariot through the heavens, has ceased
shining upon the earth, and a black pall reigns
the lower section of our city. Nought is
heard save the distant murnioriug of fev
eqiiipai/c dcla nnii; or the step of. the melan
choly hill poster, as he pursues his homeward i
way. Suddenly n sound breaks th 6 stillness /
of the night; it is the sweet voice of Prod-)
Crick William, calling in plaintive tones upon
his beloved Florence Amelia i
“ Throw open the lattice, love, and Jook
down on the casement; fori your own Pcd
eriok is- hero.” ... „
« tVliat brings thee, love, at this tune of
night, when all is so still and gloomy ?”
( <• I come to offer thee my ■ heart. On my j
soul I love thee—truly, wildly, passionately]
I love thee. Dust thou reciprocate 7",
The maiden blushed as she hesitated,
“Ah!” cried ho, and the face of our hero
lit up with a sardonic smile, “ thou lovpst an
other!”
“ No ! no! no ! cried Florence.”
“ Then why not rnsli to this bosom that is
bursting to receive thee ?” “ Because,” re
plied the innocent, but still trembling damsel,
“ I’m afraid your blowin,’Bill 1”
O'lndia, my boy,” said an Irishman to
a Iriend, on his arrival at Calcutta, “is just
the finest, climate under the sun ; but a lot
of young follows come out here, and they
dhrink and they ate, and they ate and they
dhrink, and they die; and then they write
homo to their-friends a pack o’ lies, and says
it’s the climate as has killed ’em.”
O'Pride is The first wood that grows in the
human heart.
Intrepidity.
.Among Mr._ Whipple’s illustrations of in
trepidity, in his address at Suffield, says the
Christian Secretary, .was an incident which if
we had read it, had esoapo'd from our histori;
cal recollections. At one of the battles duct
ing the Peninsular wnjp, the Duko of Welling,
ton had occasion (or at least thought he hod)
to reprimand an Irish regiment for its poor’
behavior in the fight. Stung by the reproof,
the regiment asked to bo tested by being as
signed the post of especial danger in the next
engagement. The request was complied with; ■
the battle proved to bo one of the fiercest of
the campaign, and that regiment were - shot
down to a man. After the fight; the Duke in
passing over the field, came to the spot, and - ,
as with some twinges of conscience he survey
ed the mangled and bloody, heap, all at once
one of the bodies began slowly to move. With
extreme difficulty the head succeeded in,rais
ing itself upon an elbow, and turning its eyes
upon the General, opened its lips, and in un- '
mistakablo native accent and tone, sung out,
“ Hurrah, ye hookey nosed scoundrel, are yo
satisfied now?” It is perhaps needless to add,
that Wellington took instant measures to have
the poor follow extricated fk>m the glory mass
around him, and though horribly mutilated,
bis wounds were most carefully dressed and
his life saved. Until quite recently, it is
said, the man might have been seen hobbling
about, an object of special curiosity to visitors
atone of the prominent English hospitals.
'[£7“ At Suit Lake City, Kit Carson is on*
gaged in raising a corps of mounted rangers,
riot of half-breed or savages, but of shrewd
practical trappers like himself, .who have
spent their lives on the prairies, and know of
no'enjoyment but that which oomos from wild
adventure and vicissitude. Carson purposes
coming eastward and offering his services to
the Fedboil Government. lie selects his men
Himself, and accepts of none unless qualified
by tong years .experience on the plains.
A Beautiful Thought.— A solemn and
beautiful thought is expressed in the follow ,
ing;
It is related of a well known divine, who,
when living, was called “ The Prince of Di
vines,” that, when on his death bed, he was
dictating words to an amanuensis, who had
written:
. “I am still in the land of the living.”
“ Stop,” said the dying man, “ correct that.
Say: I am yet in the land of the dying, but
hope soon to bo in the land of the living ! ”
Beautiful thought—and, it is so. In his
Closing scone, t ( 'o Christian is enabled to con
trast this passing, dying world with that
which is to come.
A Cat Stouv.— Elder Samuel G. Wilson*
of Lee, Now Hampshire, has n cat twenty
four years old, and the Elder thinks.she finish
have at least three hundred children in that
vicinity. The grandmother of this cat adopt
ed a rabbit that she caught in the field, and
brought it up. . -
Tire B l ack'G Ua riDsl-^Upwarduofonothririsi
and negroes, armed with spades arid pick
axes, have passed through the city within the
past few days. Theirdestination is unknown,
but it is supposed that they are on their way
to the “ other side of Jordan," —Memphis Av*
alancJie.
A Slotto is’ the Right Place.— At one of
.the recent halls at Saratoga, a stray Secession
ess from the ‘‘sunny South” mingled in the
volumptuous waltz, wearing a Secession flag
on her breast, with the significant motto.
“Shall wo not protect burcottonj”. In this
case the rebel right was admitted. , -
gentleman of Now York has Invented •
a sawing machine which cuts the wood with v
any desired curvature or bevel. It differs
from the common saw in that the saw is fixed
in a frame which has a Internal and also a
tilting movement.
Watering Peace Scene.— Frenchman:
Madame', you charge vor mooch too high price
for zat room. Landlady; Oh! you know
wo at the watering places must‘make hay
while the sunshines. Frenchman, indignant
—Bo gar, madam, yon sail nevnre make zq
hay of mo.
O”As the marriage ceremony was-about
to bo performed in a church in Troy recently,
the clergyman desired the parties wishing to
lie married to rise. A large number of ladies
immediately rose, and in confusion all but.
one sat down quickly again,,
.Industry.— ‘.‘Sam,” said a mother to one
of her very obedient' sons, “ how many logs
have you sawed, eh ?”
“ Why,; maim, when I get this and three
others dono l’ll have four;”
‘MVile you take a pinch?” said an ac
quaintance, offering his, snuff-box to a fish,
monger. _ “No, I thank you,” saidthe latter,
“I have just had one from a lobster."
o*The human heart is like a feather bod
—it must bo roughly handled, well shaken,
and exposed to a variety of turns, to prevent
it from becoming hard and knotty.
is the best lino to lead iimaif
with ? Crino-lino. . What is the best lino to
lead a woman? Mascu-line. , ' ■ ,
XT” There are seventy mills now engaged
in manufacturing cloth for the Government,
anil the amount of goods ordered is about
$ 20,000,000 . , •
Jesting.—Bo not affronted at a jest. If
one throws salt at thee, tl)ou wilt receive no
harm unless thou hast sure placos.
IC7“ He who travels through lifo in the hope
of jumping into the shoes of another, mostly
goes on a bootless errand.
B®* When does a farmer act with great
rudeness towards his corn ? When he pulls
its oars.
COy-Tho boats on the Ohio river, from
Pittsburg, are tired at by Secessionists.
017“ When is a ship like a girl in love ?-—• .
When she is attached to the boys (buoys.)
BQyDeath and to-raorraw ere never hero—*
they are neither not come or gone..
When is a gun-barrel like a robbed
man ? When it is rifled. '
IC7“ We may receive so much light as to be /
blind, and so much philosophy os to be foolish,
O” Every member of, the human fhmjly '
has certainly a very large family connection. ■
■ " ’■ T
O' To make a nice jam—lay youf head un*
der a descending pile driver.' ' ’ V,
A Warm Seat.— The seat of w»r.
NO. 17.