American volunteer. (Carlisle [Pa.]) 1814-1909, July 24, 1862, Image 1

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    YOL 49.
AMERICAN VOLUNTEER,
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JOIIW B. BRATTON.
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WHO, HAVING NOT SEEN, WE LOVE.
"itls euyr to Ipyo when oyo moots oyo,
A,)£ tbo Otlnnco reveals tbo boart;
When tbo'll'a sb an. tbo ebook can tho soul bospoak,
'' And ibo Tips’iV.glaclnops part; ; ' '
•Tlioto’s a tbrilliiig’l'lisa in a loving kiss,
And aspeUiu akindly tone, - •
And tbc spirit bath ob ains_ of tenderness
; To fetter end bind its own;.
But it boHorspell and a deeper joy
! Ebr a jurer fountein flow,
'"Whbndbd'tjoul sends higher its incense fire.
And rbirtd'no more below.:'
When the' bo’aH goes .up to the gate of heaven,.
Ahd bows bolero the throne, v
And striking its harp for sins forgiven,
•; Calls tbo Saviour all Us own. ■
Though wo gaze not on tho lovely brow
That felt for lis the thorn;
Though afar from homo wo pilgrims roam.
And out foot with toil arc worn; ,
Though wo never have pressed that, pierced hand,
.' It is stroteliedbur.livos above;
And wo own his carp, in' grateful prayer,
“ Whom, not having soon, we love.”
Wo have felt him near, for many a year.
When at eve wo bent tho kniio, .
That mercy’s breath, that glorious faith,
Roar Saviour, came,from thee. ' '
When' wo stood bosido tho dying bod,'.
And watched tho lovod one g0,;.-
In tho darkening hour wo felt his power,
‘ As it stilled tho waves of woo.
And still, as wo climbed tho hills of time,
. And tho lamps of’ earth grow’ dim,
Wcjaro hastening oh.from faith to sight,
Wo nro pressing near to Him ; ,
And away from idols of earthly mould, •
, Enraptured wo gaze above,
-And .long to bo where bis arms enfold,
« Whom,’ not having soon, wo love.”
failing love.
&ffectloaately Aauressetl to Wives,
‘Your face has lost aome’hing, ■ Helen
What is it V • , ' .
There was a look of. concern' in the speak
er’s inquirin'; eyes.
‘Ten years have passed, dear friend,’ an
swer's! the lady- ' ' . •
‘Ton years of.sunshine —fruitful years —
Helen, should give the heart an abundant
,storo of corn anil wine. Your hives are full
, of honey.” ■
The shade fell deeper on Helen’s face. :
‘ I am pained at this,’ said the friend ;
■ “ Your letters have not betrayed the exist
, cnee of a secret trouble/■
‘ I was guarded.’. ,
‘ Guarded.’
• You know,’ answered Helen, rallying her
self, and affecting a lighter state of mind,
‘ that every house has its skeleton.’
‘ Real or imaginary. Most of those Skele
tons are but shadows.’
, ‘ Mine is real.’ I
The two friends mot now for the first time
in ton years looked at each other in a strange
way. The lightness of the tone had died out
in the sentences —■ Mine is real.’
* The best of husbands, good children, and
a home like this 1 Whore stands the skele
ton ? I can see no place for so unseemly an
fintruder.
‘ And yet, Margaret, the intuder is here,
grinning at mo all the while, and growing
more and more ghastly.’
‘ Dear friend, how you afflict mo l’
; Helen Ashby’s face had become pale in
this reference to a hidden sorrow which had
never fouud.voice before. .
‘lt almost kills me to say it, Margaret;
,but— ’ Mrs. Ashby cheeked the sentence ere
it found utterance.
,‘ 31ut what ? Trust mo, Helen. God gives
wisdom to, love. Through my love he may
send healing to your soul. Let mo look
down into this haunted heart-chamber; lot
mo so the ugly skeleton 1’
I am not loved as I once was, Margaret!’
•■there was a cold shiver in Mrs.; Ashby’s
■Voice. '
loved Helen V
sllcnto lov ed by my husband.’ Tears fell
silently over Mrs. Ashby’s face.
, A° u under a dark delusion.’
van... o ii h “? b eon .steadily failing for
surolv r"! y ’, '’boost imperceptibly, but
meianro B , lu ? t J or at the contrast, when I
breadth t 8 height and depth, its length and
surahln !f° t u -f’ ibtm think how immea
suiahlo it seemed tan years ago 1’
frinml • P amo 4 beyond expression, dear
1 , ,! a ;' e 'y you are'.in. a dream ! My
came rpvnnV' atl °i.V-° V. 001 ' bu.sha.nd since I
tion TT n l . s , n . ot nil S bke coldness or aliond
iZ:h 18 kln <l. gentle and traquih As I
tfllked ast eight,. while he
from Il’ia llncf "r 0 t Ti tlle SODtim onts that fell
fast arowii!!’T ®. ou hot help saying, ‘ ho is
of ‘mf- 10 Bta |dre of* man—that is,
iSJttinrr * 118 °o u ld not bo- if ho Ayere
* oi® i . toward tho wife of his bosom.”
answered mJ° o 'a ‘W* ■ tru '°» an(l
no?’,! 1 /' ‘ A P« rw ’ better
him I—Hp n f K O- - 1 reT .°renoo, I idolize
went of i Ln!^ 8 i n e 'gbt tho embodi
-1 »m p p erfoc . tlon ! «>e while
tween us w of an increasing distance bo-,
wo worn (inn* Ilro not so close together, ns
ago. Mv frlo j 'p,. I ' oo ' b’ ll1 ', or five years
on—this thl8 terr iblo 1 Is it to,go
—until he f en . 1;| g el the space between us
left Vhiverinr I 1 * 08 ° f Bisht ’ UUd 1 am
° f dark ‘
n ° Phantom'nf tlm* 3ln s ’ fsbby’shouse;
skeleton ln } ma o*nation, but ft real
ing. M'lmf tt V lO n( * Ion S before reply
light e l 6[1 ' r ‘ow said brought into
1 onsua Py noted since her
tebwmonTZ Tf ' V Ucl ‘ I,ft d been lolt os
An awkward nr V lB H Wofly rofor to them :
"’ator on thn t ““nfusedsorvant spilled some
ejM*. tune, in mi in g o
‘(‘dent without ky ,. mstoi M of passing tho no
. notice, reproved her sharply..
Mr. Ashby was talking at the time in a
cheerful animated voice.. lie became silent,
hut resumed in a" few moments. The most
ordinary observer would have perceived a
change of tone, marked by a certain depres
sion of feeling. Soon after the conversation
was resumed, Mr. Ashby referred to a lady
acquaintance, and spoke of her ns>an accom
plished singer, when his wife throw in some
remarks disparaging to her as a woman. To
those Miv Ashby offered some mildly spoken
excuses but his, wife tore them away with
an unseemly asperity of manner, that, to say
tho least of it, was unbeautiful.. Her husband
changed the subject. Again he mentioned
with praise a lady friend, and again Mrs.
Ashby came in with d ‘ but' an ‘ if,' veiling
the good and exposing the defects; of her
character.' Two or three times during the
meal Mrs. Ashby spoke impatiently to tho
children, and with a quality of tone that left
on the ear an unpleasihg impression.
The friend now recalled these little inhar
monious incidents. They gave her a glim
mer of light. • ■
‘ Love is never constrained,' sho Said, after
a long pause.. . - . -
. Mrs. Ashby sighed deeply.
“ True love is of the soul. Why do you
love your husband ?’
‘ Because, ’ answered Mrs; Ashby, “ho
is, in my eyes, tho CnJbddiraent of all .manly
perfections. , Ho is just, pure, truthful,-full
of gentleness and goodness.’
And if such bo his quality, Helen, can
ho love in a wife anything that is not pure
and gentle, truthful and good ? Have you ev
er asked yourself a question like this 7
Mrs. Ashby’s form was lifted to a sudden
ereetnessi Her brow contracted slightly ;
her eyes lost something of their softened ex
piession ; her lips grew firm.
‘ Forgive mo, Helen, if I have hurt or off
ended. I love you too well to give fruitless
pain,’’ said the friend. _ ‘ I was only trying
to lend your thought inward. If, as you
seem to tear; your.husband'is receding from
you, it must bo in consequence of inharmoni
ous states of mind—of dissimilarities, or an
tagonisms. There must bo affinities, or there,
can be no conjunctions. Our souls must be
beautiful if wo would bo truly loved. Have
you over pondered those things ? If, not, tho
time has come when you should, in all faith
fulness and seriousness do so. . If your hus
band ■ boi indeed advancing toward all true
manly excellen-ios, by growing in spiritual
stature, will he not, unless you also advance
and grow toward womanly excellence and
.perfection, recede from you—got so far bey
ond. as to be out of sight 7 Are not spirtual
laws qs unfailing as natural taws ?’’ '
Mrs! Ashby’s face had already lost to'gath
ering sternness. Her friend paused.
‘ Why have you said this to me ?’
‘Because I love you, Helen, and desire
your happiness.’ '
Mrs. Ashby sighed deeply, dropped her
gaze, and sat looking inward for a long time.
Then sighed again, aiid looked up into tho
face of her friend.
‘ What have, you seen, Margaret?, Deal
ivith'-moyhoneatly.-i'taarfrlolid-.’-; ■ ••
,‘ A temper and disposition which your
husband cannot approve.’
‘Margaret?’;'
‘ Yon have asked, mo to deal honestly, as
wi ll a friend.. Shall Igo on ?’
• Yes,, yes; speak_ol_iill-that is in your
mind.’ ;
‘Your husband is gentle and oonsidoraie,
ready- to excuse faults; freeMroin hardness
and harshness.’ ,
‘ None more so.’
‘ I saw that your inipatient words,when a ser
vant spilled water on the table last evening
jarred his.feelings,. Ho was talking cheer
fuly at the time ; but the change in the tone
that followed showed a depressed state. It
was plain to mo that you hurt him by your
sharp reproof more than you hurt tho servant.
Then I noticed that as often as ha spoke in
favor of certain persons you placed evil
against their good, and not in the most amia
ble spirit. Ouco or twice he tried to defend
tho good, and then you sat yourself against
him with a degree of asperity that must have
produced in his mind a sense of pain. Tie
did not contend ; though I fear, had ho done
so, you would have been all ready for a
sharp conflict. Before tea was ended your
husband, who conversed at the beginning in
an easy, cheerful 'way,'was sitting almost si
lent. Evidently yon had reacted upon him
in a manner to depress his feelings. I did
not comprehend tins at the time, but it is
plain enough now.’
‘I think, Margaret,’‘said Mrs. Ashby as
her friend ceased, ‘ that you had on magnify
ing glasses last evening. A stra-.uigoiTiston
ing to your.speech would set mo down as ill
natured, if not quarrelsome.' Henry would
smile to hear you. lam not perfect. I know ;
and my husband understands this, and makes
all duo allowance for infirmities of tho tem
per.’
‘ Can he in spirit, Helen, conjoin himself
to these or any other infirmities ? Do their
indulgence draw him nearer qr away from
you ? Can ho love them V
Mrs. Ashby’s countenance changed. She
did not reply.
‘ Would he choose to live forever conjoined
to a disturbing and inharmonious spirit ? No
matter how feeble the disturbance or slight
tho lack of harmony, if conjunction must be
eternal would not conjunction be avoided os
a calamity ? AVo cannot’ bind the ,soul, my
friend, by any laws but its own. Love is
drawn by likeness of quality—affinities com
bine, If yen and your husband are to reach
an eiornal union, you must love and delight
in tho same things. Yon must be of like
quality. Your hearts must so heat that the
flow of life is reciprocal, and the pulses move
in unity.. You must become him or he
must become like you. In which con
tingency lies • the surer hope ? Answer
to your own soul my friend. If ho is
recoding from, yog, 1 getting all tho while to
a farther distance,, why is it I AYhat does it
mean ? Is ho rising or descending ? Growing
better or worse ? AVhioh is it,. Helen V
• ‘ Ho is rising. 110 is growing better.*
. ‘ And yet receding 1’ ’
: ‘I have felt it for a long time, Margaret.”
‘ I'hon gird your loins—bind sandals to
your feet—up,, my friend, and press onward
in the way you see him going,and draw once
more close to his side. As you loyo him
with "a pure heart. tenderly, seek for the
graces of spirit, for the qualities of soul he
loves- Cultivate all heavenly affections. Bo
gentle, kind, considerate, loying—in a. word,
seek all the Christian graces—and there wilt
be no happier wife in all the land, 'tV'ith
such a husband as yours—and Iwilltakeown
portraiture—what can stand ioitho way of your
all felicities but an undisciplined, will ?.’
■ ‘ If ho will only love an angel, there'is no
hope for mo,’ replied Mrs. Ashby. <1 am
but a woman, iniirm of will, and stumbling
along darkly in my path of life.' Oh, JMarr
garotj .you are giving mo, light only to show
mo the hopelessness of ray case.’
‘Not so/,replied, tho friend. ‘Xour hus
band is not very far away .from you. If I
wore talking with, him of hia own state, ho
“ OUR COUNTRY—MAY IT ALWAYS BE RIGHT-BUT, BIGHT Oil WRONG, OUR COUNTRY.”
would use language quite as strong as yours.
The infirm will, the darkened way, tho stum
bling feet—they are his ns well as yours and
mine. Those who are in advance of us do
not walk as sternly ns we think. There are
always difficulties in the way, and the farther
advance we make, while in this world, the
more of them we shall find ; but for those a
higher strength, with'patience and humility,
are given. Begin by shnnning such things,
as, in ■ tho light of reason and God’s Word,
you know to be wrong, lay a tranquil hand
on your temper, and hold backfrom utterance
all harsh words that can do no good. Ilqvo
charity for the weaknesses, the infirmities,
end short comings of others ; and if you can’t
speak approvingly, say no ill. So shall you
draw near to him in spirit; so shall his soul
reflect your soul, and that unity of life bo at
tained which makes of two one forever.’’
: ‘ And you think there is hope for mo, Mar
garet-rllope of winning back the love that
seems vanishing?’ said Mrs. Ashby: ‘ I see
tho way it has gone, as my eyes follow your
pointing finger.’ ■
‘ The lovely are beloved, Helen.’
‘I must become lovelier then ?’
‘ln spirit; for. love is of tbp.spifit If you.
indulge in passion, ill-nature, envies, evil
speaking and uncbaritableness, can one who
is trying to put these unclean things out of
hia heart-—who turns from them as foul and
hateful—draw closer to you as the embodi
ment of all perfection, into his soul ? It is
.simply impossible, Helen. The good cannot
love us Unless we are beautiful in spirt. To
ask them to do so is to require'an impossibili
ty’
More than a minute phased. Thendifting,
her eyes from the door, where they had been
resting, Mrs. Ashby said, ‘ Whereas I was
blind, now I soo-.; Oh, my friend,-you have
comp as an angel to lead mo out of the wil
derness into a plain way. If my husband is
advancing while I stand still, what wonder
is it that he recedes ? If I do not walk by his
side as ho ascends the mountain of spiritual
perfection, the necessity that divides us is of
my own creation. As you have .urged, my
friend so will I do—gird up my loins, bind
sandals to my feet, and press onward in the
way ho is going.’
‘And sooner than you think for Helen,’
was answered, ‘ will you be at his sido. He
is not very far in advance. The road to per
. faction of life is never passed over with rapid
feet very slowly the steps are taken. Your hus
band loves you, hut he cannot love in you
what ig-nnlovly. Put away,'then, all the un
boautiful things that veil your attractions.
Bo in his eyes gentle, loving, charitable and
kind. Be more ready to see as he sees than
to find ground of difference. If you do not
see in tho light of his understanding, wait
and reflect, but do. not argue and oppose. To
be truly united, ns to the spirit, is to' he one
in affection and thought. 1 If there is no har
mony in your thoughts, tho closer you draw
together, tho more you will disturb each oth
er.. But why should I say.more ? Your eyes
aro open and you see. Tho way is plain,
.walk-in it and find poaeo and joy. You have
nr trite-man for a -hustond-pAhi'-tp'"tnhru" irmr
wife,', and happiness beyond anything con
ceivable now, shall ho yours in the ages of
eternity.’— [Urirpers Monthli/.] .
White House and its Associations.
To (he Editor of the Evening Post:
Tho telegraph' brings ns intelligence this
morning that the famous AVhite House, which
Ims occupied.mure of public attention lately
than it deserved, has been destroyed by our
troops. • The, account contains the remark
that ‘ some A’undul hand set it on fire.’ As
this will bo the lust of the White-House itself,
but probably not of the repetition of the name
of Washington and .the word ‘ Vandal’ in con
nection with Us destruction, permit mo to say
on the very best authority, that tho building
in question was not the one whose roof ‘ shel
tered Washington during his honeymoon,’ as
has been alleged, nor does the estate belong
to tho rebel Gen. Lee.
The White House where Washington re
sided with his bride (the owner) during the
first few weeks of his married life, was demol
ished many years ago, and tho late building,
somewhat different in form, was erected upon
its site. This estate as well as that of Ar
lington, near AYashington city, was the prop
erty of the lato G. AV. P. Custis, tho graudson
of Mrs. AVashington. Mary Custis the.wife
of tho rebel Gen. Loo, is the sole heir of Mr.
Custis, and all bis property will remain in
her poses sion, according to the provisions of his
will, during her natural life, and then become
the patrimony ot her children. One of,her
sons, formerly an officer in the army of the
United States, but now a, colonel, of a.rebel
roginientat Richmond, lias, since his marriage
in 1859, been the occupant of tl'io White House
and surrounding estate, tbfi property of his
mother. I repeat that the latp AVhite House
was never seen by AVashington, and that the
estate is not the property of the rebel Gen.
Lee. Mrs. Lee, his wife, is my authority for
the assertion, . '
As tt>q laid AVhite House, itself possessed
no rightful claim to,our reveranee, and never
had any more title to tho respect of loyal
Americans than the modern mansion and es
tate of any other rebel family on tho Penin
sula, all' talk about its sanctity and of the
A r andalism of its destroyers may very prop
erly cease. B. J. L.
Poughkeepsie, N. ,Y., July 1, 1802.
Sound of Cannon. —AVe stated that tho re
ports of cannon were hoard plainly at this
place on Tuesday, the 3d instant. It is now
known that on that day fighting occurred
throughout the whole forenoon at Strasburg,
Va., over one hundred miles in a direct line
from this place, over, hills, mountains and
valleys. A gentleman in whom wo place
implicit reliance informs us that on Saturday,
the 31st of May, tho day the great batte near
Richmond ho was riding on the road near
Baltimore, and heard a continuous roar in.
that direction,and at a time when there were no
indications of thunder. AVo are fully im
pressed with tho idea that the firing of can
non can bo heard much further than is sup
posed. It must be over one hundred and fif
ty miles to Richmond. — Towhsontown Adver
tiser. • .
Onr people have boon laughed at by for
■oignors for the rapidity with which they eat,
But it is now soon that they don’t cat half so
fast as they fight.
O- Beauregard took most of his munitions
away with him from Corinth, but failed alto
gether to take away his character for pluck.
0“ Those who make sales to Uncle Sam
in this war may not bo war-horses, hut they
are generally tremondious chargors.
Mississippi lias a small stroan called
“Lost river.” Her big namesake is her lost
river now.
There is .probably not an unblistorodton
guoin tha.Qditorial oprpa of the rebel confed
eracy, 1
CARLISLE, 1 PA., THURSDAY, JULY 24, 1862.
TUB WAGON' MASTER’S STORY.
While the army was at Monterey, a volun
teer bclonging toTlia Arkansas cavalry, who
had just joined his coipjnjuohs, was in poses
sion of a splendid charger. One-morning he
bad him out exhibitingUiis paces, bantering
the whole Mexico in general, and tho lookers
on in particular for a swop. ‘ Como boys,
spunk up ; some of ye give us a banter, and
lot’s haven trade.’ After trying for, some
time unsuccessfully an j old gentleman, ivho
had been, quietly enjoying the fun, stepped
up and observed, ‘friend your horse is really,
a fine one, and as I would like to have him I
will give you a trade.!
‘ Them’s um: my fine ,61d fellow : trot out
your nag; and let’s see what ho is like.’
The old gentleman’s horse was sent for,
and Arkansas after a thorough examination
said, ‘ well daddy, I like your horse, and you
do mine ; give us tho difference and it-is a
trade,!
‘ How much ?’ . • ' ~
‘ Forty dollars I Will you give it ?'
‘ No ; there is not over twenty dollars be
tween them.’
•‘ Look here my old coon, you may be a
mighty.fine old chap, and I believe you be
case you are willing for a swop, but you can’t
fool this child'in a boss trade—l’ve r swopped
by moonlight before now:But I’ll tell you
what it is—give me §3O and is is a bargain.’
‘ Well come to my tent and get your mon
ey.’ ' A ’ . '
‘ Well, go it id; I say daddy what are-you
driving at out here In Te,\iuo, trading round
’mong the boys and all that sort of thing 7’
‘No, not exactly; I have been sent-out
here with the Army, to take care of things
and see that all goes right.’
‘ Aye, aye,-1 understand; a kind of bosSin'g
things around and about.-’"
Well my. young friend, whet induced you
to volunteer?'- .
‘Well, I- thought I’d like,to look at the
cou'iitry,' splurge round awhile, kill a Mexi
can, or Vo; vSo))' fihopa now and then, and see
old Rough 5 iiinfi;Rfe'ady., Is this your tent?!
‘ Yes—walk ini' ’ Thirty dollars I am to pay
you—there is tho'jn'ottey,’i,.. , • .
0. K. ■ I say daddy; 'wltbu we trade' down
our way, wg goncrally’cZinc/i it with.a drink.
Have you anything to lake 7’
‘ What will you have?’
‘ Red eye. , Here’s Now daddy as
you have been abbut for sumo time, may bo
you’ve soon old Idaoh 7’ ■
, ‘Yes.’ - ' "K'- i! ' " . -,-
‘ Then Fm bound to sepithe old boss ; the
boys all say he’s ‘some,’ aw I want a show,
and must have it. What (rind of a looking
coon is he?’ . : i
‘ About such a looking nj jin as I am.'
‘ What might your nam| be V
■ ‘.Taylor;' , , v , . ■,
‘A cousin of the Gineraßs ';-5
‘■No/ '
‘ A brother V ’■/,>■• : SC
■ Kn.’ .-.(sf. v
‘Well, who you?’' '
‘ - T,im'flon, ii T»'ifior^ ; - .*§V(‘JiC.., .■ ! A-..
. y OII nre amigtify
clever old follow ; and know a heap about a
boss, but yon don’t know much about human
nalur, if you think to crowd that down mo.—
I ain’t green, and it’s no go. Day, day, dad
dy you can’t como it.’
On returning to his comrades, the first in
quiry va*, ‘ bow did you get along with the
General if’
‘ Gineral I what Ginoral ?’
‘ Why, Gexerai, Tavi.ob!’
‘ Come boys, come, now don’t bo foolin,
was that old Hough and Heady V
‘Certainly.’
‘ Well, be told me so, but 1 did not believe
him, he was so friendly like. I said a heap
to him I would not have said had I known
who ho was. But I’ll go and apologise and
make it right.’
lie proceeded to tho General’s tent, salu
ted him and commenced, ‘ General I've come
to apologise to. you, being as now'l didn’t
know who you were. If I said any thing im
proper or too familiar like, and gave offence,
I hope you will forgive me.'
‘ No offonoo my friend, I, have' nothing to
forgive.' If yoii are satisfied, I am. ■ Good
morning.’
On returning to his companions, ho said,
‘ well boys; I did it; ho said there was no of
fence, and gave me a shako of his honest old
hand, Hurrah for Old Zaoh! He’s clear
grit; knows all about a boss’ and a heap
more about human nature.’.
Additions to tub Tax Bill. —Some light
minded genius travesties the complicated re
quirements of the proposed national tax law,
as follows : '
Snaff hoses are to pay a tax of SI per
year.
For every pinch of snuff given to a friend
3 cents. ,
For ashing a friend to drink, 35 cents.
For playing billiards, 25 cents.
License to kill woodcock. §8 per year.
Tax on moustaches, S 2 per month.
On whiskers, other than those belonging to
cat and dogs, S 3 per month;
For blowing the nose in the public streets,
75oents. ■
In the country roads, 50 cents.
License to shoot rabbits, §l..
To play euchero, $1.50. If the two bow
ers are held, a further tax of 50 cents.
Mocking birds, 75 cents.
Hurdy-gurdies are to pay a tax of $1 per
tune.
To sneeze in the public highway, 15
cents. If accompanied with unusaul noise,
25 cents.
License to peddle fire-wood, $2 per month.
License to beg cold' victuals, 1,50.
License to gather bones, $2.
JUDICIAL.
Every porsou taking an affidavit shall bo
assessed 25 cents.
Ordinary cursing and swearing to pay 5
cents, an oath, and swearing to bo measured
by a curscomoter to. bo furnished by the Sec
retary of the Treasurer,
XT’ The. Memphis Avalanche Of the I’jth
ult., complains that the ladies of that city tvre
“continually buying useless articles at tlio
stores, to get rid of Confederate notes.”—
Whore's the objection to their exchanging-,
one useless article for another ? ' '
Tho.rebels exult over the success of
Stonewall Jackson ,in driving back Banks,
but they 1 will soon tec that tjipro are not
enough of Stonewalls in Virginia to delay the
conquering march of McClellan and Pope.
O” It is seriously feared that tho horrors
of war to bo aggravated by the
tho Congressional session through tho sum
mer. -
(T 7“ Tho same idoajias oc cur'd to ns. - The
I'urinet of that choose forms a conoroto winch
is miyhly indigestible.
OCT* There aro no salt sellers in tho South
now.
A AMONG COWS.
Squire Wick, a-lawyor who fancies what ho
don’t know, ain’t worth ‘punkins,’ and whoso
home ain’t a.thousand miles from the Pino
Tree State, was a great favorite with tho late
Judge Cranoh. Oneo visiting the Jfidge the
latter invited him to walk over the premises.
Among other places, they visited the barn
yard, and the Squire, was struck, with admi
ration as he gazed upon the noble herd of
cows, which had just been drove up for milk
ing. He talked as elaborately of their differ
ent good points, os would a first rate stock
breeder, when the fact was he knew next to
nothing about stock, arid some of the good
points which ho spoke of, caused the Judge a
hearty laugh.'
‘Wfil Squire,’ said the. Judge,.‘which of
the cows will you take ?’ ■
‘ Which will I take, your honor?’ said the
Squire, not knowing the Judge’s meaning.
‘Yes Which will you take.. lam going to
mjiko yoil a present of pno gf. thorp; Whiph
shall it he 1’ ,
‘ Really yonr ; boner this is unexpected—l
will not object to the present—but had rather
your honor would make the selection—re
ceivers should not he choosers.'
‘ If you accept the .present ypu must make
the selection, Being a goo i. judge of stock,
you. will not bo very likely to.cheat yourself,’
and the eccentric Judge smiled to himself.
The Squire rubbed his gold browed spec
tacles, and began to view the cows with crit
ic’s precision. After much scrutinizing, he.
said r' . '
’ I apprehend your honor, you would nol
dike to part with that very fat, short.hprned,
thick necked cow ?’-,--■ ,
‘ I have no choice, make your selection.’
‘ I don’t want to'rob you of your favorite
cow, biit if you have no choice, Tshould pre
fer the very fat one—she has many good
points.’ ~ " ' .
No favorite—no robbery at all—the fat
cow is yours. My servant will drive her to
your house before milking.’
The delighted Squire hastened homo to in
form his wife. In about ah hour ho saw tho
‘fattest, and best pointed cow in the. village,’
as he styled her, driven into his yard, and de •
spiitched a daughter of Africa to milk her.—
,In a, few minutes in came ebony, gigling and
laughing; Squire Wick knew something was
to pay, and' What; he could not conjure.—
There stood Dinah', ro’und up’ with laughter
thpempty pail ; dangling "by her side.
. ‘What on earth is to pay, Dinah ?’. inquired
the Squire.. •
‘Ohmassa,;foi;.nqifin, only—£t, Id, i-i-i-i-i
he lie e-e-e-e-e!’ . ' • , •' . .
• The Squire looked at his wife—she at Inin
—then both at Dinah, who had ‘oonniptioned’
with , laughter, and settled down by the door,
her face covered with her apron, and her
laughing machinery shaking her sides at a
tremendous rate,
-The Squirois mad rls/ : ; j .
* Dinah,’ said he at the top of his voice,-
‘ toll me what’s to pay, or I’ll throw you out
.of the house.’ A.A.'V.,.' i. -■ v ;
Dinah rose, . and mastered herself long
enough to say— If'
‘ Oh lor massa nuffin, only dat cow ob yourn
be a ——gemmeh cow /’ and.then fell into an
other fit of laughter. . ■ -.
If you know, how a chop-fallen man looks, a
portrait of Squire AVick’s countenance would
be superfluous. The way that ‘ very fat,
short horned, thick necked cow’ walked back
Ur the yard of Judge Crunch wasn't slow, and
the way tho Judge shook his sides was a cau
tion to stock critics.
Original Love Letter. —The following'
was picked up on the street, and handed to
us for publication : -
Carlisle. March the 7, 1802.
Dearie Companion. .
1 It tis witli the greatis of plcsur that I
seat myself this morning to let you knowhow
I. feel. I feel somthing better then yesterday.
O 1 felt misirbel yesterday, just felt like cry
ing all day, and X did too the most of the time,
but I hope and pray it tis all right with yqu
yet, it tis with mo eny how. But J-.-—-
pleese let mo know' if posibel, I will see you
( up at the corner of Mr. D ’s house if you
will pleese meet me their at half past 6, or 7
will do if you Can get off to meet mo their if
not, I will see you at Mr. O ~. -’s ret that
time raeby that will soot you bettor then nt
the other place but try andmeet mo their nt
that time for I want to see you so bad I Cant
ivate eny longer, but J —my heart still re
joyses to think that you arr my true lover and
true companion at lost I hope and pray you
are, for iam tru ley .yours and I hope'to be
till death sepprates us from each other.—
O my dcarist companion hOw I do love you
and 1 shall love you and will love you l and I
dont care what people sayes nor what they
dwo. I intend to claim you as my own true
companion until death, n,nd $. hope you-shall
do the same towardes mo when who thinks so
mutch of you my dear but my true lover, you
must taku spunk and lot them know that yon
can have'your own way in this thing, for if
they know that you wont stop coming they will
lot you a ,lone-than.- But J—-—my dear hus
beud you must not think if you come down
that aunt will say anything about it, now in
deed, slio said she did not care about what
your brother saies that you should not stop
oomraing to-soe mo on that account for that
was notlnng ret toll, she said that you should
just como a-bod and I say to come a bed for
spite, I would come,if I was you, but I now
J must close my letter, pleese oxqueezo
this bad riting-and spelling ns it was in haste;
Eight'soomto-mo; From your trueoompan
ion K, X., ,
To her true companion J
A 100 kisses and sqsozcs and so good morn
ing.
It is evident that the above was written- by
a very intelligent young lady.
exchange-como-to us with the no
tice that “ Truth” is crowded out of this ■ is
sue. This is almost os bad as the ■ up-coun
try editor who said: “ For evil olfocts.ot
iutoxicating;drinks, see our inside.”
we look around ire now upon the
ruin of our-country-, it is a proud and grateful
(consciousness to feel that wo can look into
,{ho blue sky," and say “it is no fault of
burs."'
figy* Tho rebel editors can hardly write an
article or paragraph without proclaiming that
tho rebellion can’t bo put down. That’s be
cause they fool and know that’it can and will
bo, ■
The. Monitor. —Tho Rebels persist in call
ing tho Monitor tho “Yankee choose box.”—
Perhaps they don’t like a certain “whoy” she
has. —Nashville Union.
H@i.A sho rebel writes to us that tho sight
of bur papers caused her dog to fall down in
a lit. It does seem to. havo that effect Upon a
good many dogs—of both sexes.,
Avoiding, a Mo.
A compositor in one of the daily newspa
per offices, though a good fellow like. many
of tho printing profession," (for'tliey are'nil
good lellows,) suffers from repeated attacks
of limited finances, or revenue disproportion
■al to his disbursements. Ho lies no objec
tions to paying bis debts, even to thb Iftst
penny, when he has the money ; hut when ho
is short, ho abhors the idea.of meeting his
Creditors, for ho hates a dun as K6‘ hdtbs the
devil or a dirty ‘pooof.’ On one of the iOMi
few occasions of the pressure upon type’s
monetary market, he wCs descending from
tho news room to thb strefii; when he met a
collector, who asked him if James 11. Smith
—giving tho printer’s name—worked in lh#t
office;
‘Why do you wish to,see him?’ asked
Smith.
‘ I have a bill against him (producing it)
for $2O, left by Dr. A -, who, you remem
ber, recently died, and his accounts have been
placed in n»y bands for.collection.’ .
‘James 11. Smith,’ replied tho compositor
repeating his own name slowly, as if it had a
mysterious, familiar sound, and he was en
deavoring to recall it. ‘I have heard that
name before, surely—James H. Smith—James
ll.—James H.—oh, yes ! (as if with siiddop
remembrance,) ho used to be employed here,
certainly, certainly ho did; I remember now;
he worked next to my case, poor fellow I’and
the speaker paused and looked sad.
‘ Did anything happen to him ?’ asked the
collector.
‘ Yes, he died ono morning suddenly of the
cholera, after attending tho sick bod of a ,dyr
ing friend.’
" : -‘ Did ho leave- anything,?’ asked the man
of bills. ’’ , ' . ... .. ■
■ Oh, no; the boys in the office-had to bury
him. I gave five dollars myself to help in
Suiting tho generous creature under the sod.
to died penniless.’
‘ Then there is no use of keeping tliis bill,
Isuppose?’ ...
‘ None at all,’ said James 11. Smith. And
tbe.colleotor .toro up the bill and departed he
.continued to himself,;, ‘I guess I’ve got ! rid of
that old boro. It wasn’t, perhaps, much of
a story I was telling. Probably, I was only
anticipating a little after all—except in the
five dollar contribution.’
A Few Useful Hin ts<
A hot shovel, held over varnished fitrni
tare wiU'tako out white spots.
A bit of glue, dissolved in skim milk and
water) will restore old crape:'
: Ribbons of'all kinds should bo washed in
soap suds and rinsed.’ ;' s ’ "" "
.If your flat irons are rough, rub'them well
withfiuo salt, and it will make them smooth.
Oat straw- is the best for filling beds ; it
should befibahged once a year.
If you are buying carpets for durability,
select small figures!. . .. ,*■
A bit of soap ruiibecf bTiTtlio binges of doors,
will prevent their creakiug,
, Scotch Snuff pat around the holes where
crickets come out will destroy them.
A gallon of strong ley, put in a. gallon of
water, will make it as soft as rain water..
Turned up Alive.— Some time since, Mr.
David Yoho, of Pigeon Greek, Washington
county Pa., wont to the battle field of Port
Donclson and had disinterred' (ps he sup
posed) thetody of his son, who had received
a wound during the fight, of which ho died
and was buried. The body was cqnvoyod
home and reintorred in the family burial
ground, at Pigeon Creek, all the family. be
ing satisfied ,gt the identity of the body, ex
cept a sister of.the deceased. Last week
Mi - . Yah'o was astonished at receiving a letter
from his son ; whom ho supposed dead and
buried, stating that after some, week's, treat
ment in the hospital ho had recovered, so as
tube able to rejoin his company/-and expect
to take part in the next battle - .- The joy ,of
the family can: better be imagined tiuviv dbs
cribcd.
A Sensible Cow.— The Jersey City Slan
[ctard describes an Ayrshire cow which makes
'the trips with the steamship China, giving
from sixteen to twenty quarts of milk" daily,
and so thoroughly trained that in the evenings
■ when not at soft,- she follows the head victual
ler of the - ship'bn a promenade through' the
town,, and even into the reception room of a
hotel,-where she ate a biscuit that was of
fered to heiv She had the good sense to re
fuse a .glass-of - liquor that was-offered - her;
but ns she passed down the street, and being
called by name, she refreshed herself with
some water that was handed her. The story
is all very well, except the statement that a
Scotch cow, ov anything else from Scotland,
.ever refused a glass of liquor. ,
A Fiendish Assassination. —After Jack
had forced Banks to retire from the valley, a
man, living at Powell’s Fort, eight miles from
Woodstock, was aouso.d by- his neighbors of
having carried* provisions to the latter' place,
and sold it to our soldiers. Ho acknowledged
that ho douo so and said that ho proferred'tlio
specie ho received in payment to Confederate
notes. They immediately killed him near his
own door; His son saw tho struggle and
startodHohis father’s assistance,-when ho was
told by his mother to run for his- life. He
started to run, when several shots w-ero fired
at him, one of which Struck him in the nock
and passed out of tho cliook, shattering the
juw. Ho however, succeeded in making, his
escape.-
& Sharp Trick.— At Si. Paul, Minnesota,
tlio other day, an officer arrested-a man for
fast driving, and iiad him fined five dollars.
Tlio man hadn’t got the money, and asked
the officer to get into hisbuggy and drove down
tojhis house and got the funds. The accommo
dating offioerdid so, butfound, to his cost, that
the horse wouldn’t go slow, and that he was
compelled himself to drive faster than 1 the
city ordinance allowed. As a consequence,
when ho got back-to the police office, bo was
fined an equal amount, which ho-paid,' a wis
er mam- .. .
figy People seem to think that love toward
God must bo something totally different in
kind from the love which wo fool toward our
follow-creatures, nay, as though it might ex
ist withoiit any fooling at all. If we believe
that it ought to bo the same fooling, which is
excited by a living friohd upon earth; higher
and purer, but not loss veal or warm, and if
tried our hearts, to see whether it is in ua by
the tests, there would be loss self-deception
on this point; and wo should moro easily bo
conceived that wo must be wholly destitute
of that, of whioh wo cam show no lively to
ken.
USS=.A Gorman writer, observes that in
America thoro.iq suoh i a scarcity of thieves,
thgt-,tl)oy'afb,obliged to offer a reward for
thoir discovery.
COTTO-N. BUBSEBS DlS : ltT(fl!lT ,
The following scene is represented to haw
taken place between a Louisiana cotton plan
tcroncra party of Beauregard’s burners, who!
came, saw, and then departed* ' ? ■
‘ I have come tp burn- your cotton, sir,’ said
the o/Boer commanding tn^party.'
I By what authority ?’> • .
* By nuthority.of Gen. Beanfegard.'
VYou will/not bum.my ; cotton/’" o -V. n,
' We 'will burn your cotton/
‘Go about it then. But it is my opinion/
gentlemen,: that you will not burn.it/. ; ; 1 •
( ‘ What do yOu propose to do? You don't
incah to say that you .will' show Any oppflsi*-’
tion to'Cnr authority V
, ‘ I'simply ’ mean. to.say that yon will not
burn my cotton., • Bob, bring a coal of fire/ e
The firb ie brought.- < , 0-. r' 1-.
‘Gentleinen, there is the fire* and yonder,
are one Hundred bales of cotton. Proceed.’
‘ Your conduct is very extraordinary* silt •
I should like to know what you.jnean.t 1 ■ ; >
v‘. IVfflj. sir. I mean that
burn that cotton I will scatter yourlbraios sq >
far and wide thatfno power in heaven or earth
can bring them together again. ■ Herb boys
that cotton is yours j defend it or starve.’
■ ‘ D—d. strange oehduct, ’ mutters Mr.-Offi-’
oer, sullenly. ‘We’ll attend to your Case sir;
Wo are a going down the river ;we will givol
you a.visit on our return,’ mim. ;
- ‘ Do. Whenever you make up your mind
to burn my cotton, hy all : means come o’ndi
burn'.’ ■ .■ '
' The cOwed officer and his poss ‘fell baefcino
good order.’. The valiant Louisianian saved
his cotton. He has bad no second visit from
Beauregard’s cotton, burners;' I ■■ <■
A good joke occurred about a Con*
gressman the other day, in the Army of the
Potomac. A Michigan Colonel was; in com-.’
mand of the guard. Citizens were prohibit-’
ed admittance. .Several came.up'and.adked
the - corporal to pass them, saving that, they
were Congressmen.. The,corpordf stdfdd tho
the case to the Colonel: .. ,
.“ They are Congressmen, olrd they i” &ko(J
the Colonel fiercely. ... (1 < I:
. “So they say,'sir.” !t ' . •
“ Well let thpm pass and go tv-hero- they
please,” “ let.them , triimp on torpedoes,!.go
into' tbe.magazines, and wherever there is a
prospect of their being blown to the devil-,-
for that is the quickest way to end the war.
lleitzet.man’s, Opijfjojr.y-A', correspon
dent of {the Now York Tribune thinks the’
probabilities in front of Richmond favor, de
lay. He gives his reasons thus: ' , . ,11
“ Because, first, as I hßaird rqngh and rea
dy Heitzelman say, “ We’ve got ’em. fodl-—'
sure.; and what the d— l is the use,.Senator,.
[l’m not the man ho' was addressing],, of
risking anything, till the last mam is just
whore.we want him And, Secondly, a few
days’ delay will add to the certainty of the
success of the plan of attack,” - ■ ■
Said Pacha, Viceroy of, Egypt, now - in’
Loudon, drinks .nothing but Nile water-i.iAl.,,
great manyair-tight cases filled with that fluid
have lately lirrived'at Touldn*. and been . for
warded to England for his use. While in!
Paris ho gave a bang-up dinner to the, Em
peror' and Empress, The plates werg .gold,
the table wUslii huge silver Salver, and the.
napkins were embroidered with diamonds.—
The viands were cooked in the Egyptian style
—pillau'and such. . , ...
■ JJ®rln a jolly company each,one was
tn ask a question ; if it was answered, he paid!
a forfeit; or if he could hot answer.it hiiu-~
self, he paid a forfeit. Pat’s question was f
‘ How doesa ground squirrel dig his hole"
without showing any dirt a't the entrance ?’
. When they alkgave it up, Pat said:
‘ Sure do you see ho began at the other emp
of tho hole.’ . , ~j .
‘But how dboshtTgct theto?-’
‘ Ah, that's your question—and yoif may
answer it yourself.’ . . .
DC?” John Bannister, the.. commedian, was
prosohted - to an old lady proud of ancient and
noble - bipod l .- The lady asked a,, wit of thd’
day, Who wnS present.
“ Who are the Banniafots ? Aro they of of.
good family . .. ~
“ Yes,” said- tho'wit, “very goo(l indeed )■
they are closely connected’ with the Stairs'.”
“Oh 1” said the lady,**a very ancient
family of Ayrshire—dates btiCk-.to 1450 ; I* -
am delighted to see your friend'.?’
DC?” Mrs. Partington addressed Isaac, who]
was eatingadishofstrawberries, thus: “My!
how very grand you are growin.” By’n by
you’ll want’ to board at the Brevere House
a.nd live on umbrella ice oreaiii. Yoh v
must not be.glutinous, dearl:don’t like to’
see a little boy with such a velocity of appo- -
tite.
DC?” A - young conscript fol.l, sick' and was’
sent to tho military hospital. A bath was
ordered. It was brought into the chamber
whore the invalid lay ; ho. looked at it hard?
and for some time, then he throw up his
bands and bawled,-“Groat Heaven! doctor I
•I can’t drink all that.”
■ A venerable lady in litre InJndretji*
year lost her daughter,. who attained tlio*
good- old ngo- of eigb'ty., The mother’s grief
.was gteat ; and to a friend iyd*a came to con
dolo witli hor, she remarked, “ Oh deor 1 oh
dear f I-knew I should never bo able to raise l
that child 1 , - ' ,
Tec SrAcb Fair.—The regular Annual
Exhibition of tbe State Agricultural Society
will bo hold on the grounds of the East Penn- -
sylvania Agricultural and Mechanical Soci
ety, in Norristown, commencing on Tuesday,.
September 30th, and closing on Friday, Goto--
bor 3d.
O* A superintendent of police once madq
ah entry in his register, from which' the fol
lowing is an extract: “The prisoner set upon'
me, called me an ass, a precious dolt, a scare
crow, a ragamuffin, and an idiot—all of which
I certify to he true I 1
IC7“ It is to bo feared that many a woman
tears her liiiif ostentatiously at her husbands’
loath, after' having'torn has'much worse in
liis life-time.
PuENTtcEiAjiA.—Our armies think that a
march is most hard when the • ground rhar
ohod over is least so. .
Two great geographical discoveries ore yet
;o bo made—the source of the Niger and “the
last ditch.”
DQjU Beauregard dias - issued 'quite enough
proclamations, lie had bettor die without i
author issue.
The llabols, having no salt, hare to de
pend on their logs to preserve' thoir hams,
sides and shoulders. . '
jßgy Can any of our rebels tell'us where ’
Beauregard waters his horse this morning? :
intent*
'' T aand surroflnd
'**' labSot-ibcr
'"'*adon»
NO. 7.