> . . . ; \ y0ii.,51. Jerican .volunteer. fVBUSBXD KTF.nY TIIUIISDAT HOIININ3 fcV |OBN II- .BRATTON. TERMS InloiurTioß.— Two- D"llnra if paid within the Ir md Two Dollars ami Fifty Cents, if not paid Si's the year. Tiieso terms will bo rigidly atl «dto in every , instance. No subscription dis- Inlioaod until all arrearages nro paid unless at „ option of the Editor. , IursuTiSEMENT^— Aceorapnnicdby thocAsn.and, , 'deeding one square, will bo inserted throe 1,11 for SI.SO, and twonty-fivo cents for each Jitional insdrtion. Those of. a greater length in nportion. -- ""~ J;s-PiUSTIN'0 —Snob ns Hand-hills, Posting-bills mphlolsi Blanhs, Labels, i"o. Ao., 'executed with iierio/ and at the shortest notice.' ijWirat. SNPWFLAiES. Tho snow flakos so prettily falling, Anil dressing all .Nature in white, Seem sweetly, yet silently calling - Our thoughts from rude darkness to light. The fehtlWy crystals descending <On broo zos that waft from above, Are emblems of happiness tending Their lustre to friendship And, ftoVA.' Their steady and graceful advancing iTrom woodland, o'er valley and field, Presents -uS a scone more entrancing Than art to our vision can yield. The bushes and trees dressed in splendor, ■Enrapture our souls as wo g£V*P > , "Whilo Winter-kings little and temlol> ‘Chirp snow flakofe, in heart-thrilling praise. They tastefully glisten around us Like costly gems, sparkling and rare ; •And while we’re admiring thy ctowns With clusters as lovely and fair. And see ! they are over concealing Each spot and each stain from our view, But never the least fault revealing, unkind or ui)truo. like the snow flakes -so kindly enshrining Each object in bright purity, And pleasure with life thus entwining, Dear t: ndor, I'd have thee bo. May H'evor bo thine thus to gladden -The wearisome spirit with rest; To drive away shadows that sadden, And cheer rfith the hopes of the blest; 0 I then will thy life bo of pleasure, Though cfb by its storms thou art driven, Tor every kind act gains a treasure 1 Thou’lt share with the blessed in heaven. Jillsdlnnmiis. TUB PUilll. WASHERMAN. “ I declare, I have half, a mind to pot this ted quilt into the wash to-day. it does not really noe.d to go, either; but I think 3,11 seed it down.” . . “ Why will you put it in, -Mary, if it does not need to go?” asked her good old aunt in her quiet and expressive way. “ Why, you see, aunt, wo have but a small wash to-day ; so small that Susan will get through by one' o'-cloolc at "the latest, and I shall have, to pay her the same asthough she trurkcd till night-; so—” , ' “.‘Stop a moment, dear,” said the old lady gently, “ stop.a moment and think. ■ Suppose you were in the same situation as pour Susan, is, obliged, as;you tell me, to toil - over the ■wash-tub six days out of the seven, for the bare • necessaries of life, would you not> boi glad, once in a while to get through before night, to have a few hours of daylight to la bor for yourself and family, or bettor still, a f#w hours to rest? . Mary, dear, itds a hard, hard way.for a woman to earn a living; be grudge not the poor an nosy day.- This is tbe fourth day in suecossion that she (has risen by candle light and plodded.thro the cold hero and there, to her customer a housei, and toiled away existence, let “ or go at noon if she get's through; wKb knows but that she may have oomo from-the. sick bod of some loved one, and counts the hours,, yes, the.minifies, till ahe may return,dear-, ing, that ; she may 1 be one too late ? But it back on the bedand, sit down hero, while 1 till you yrhat one poor washerwoman endur ed because her employer did as you would to make out: the wash.” * And-the old woman took off.her glassesjnnd wiped away the - tears that from some: cause: had: gathered in her, aged eyes,: and then, with a; tremulous voice related the promised story. ~ • • . “ There was nevera more blithesome bridal than that of Ada K. None over had higher hopes ; more blissful anticipations. She mai ded the man of her choice, one of whom any Woman might bo.proud. Few, few, indeed, bad a sunnier.life in prospect than she had. Anti for ten years there foil no shadow on her path. ’ Her homo was one of beauty and real comfort ; -her husband the eamo.kiud, loving man as in the,days of courtship ; wm ning laurels every year in his profession ; adding new comforts to hie home, and now joys to his fireside. And besides these bless ings God-had - given another; a’little crib stood by-the bedside, its tenant a K haired baby boy,'the image ofitenoldo fath er, and deader than ought else coiild oner,. i “But I- musk not dwreU on thoao happy days, my story has to do with other dayd.— It was vrith-them ns it has often been with others ; jugfc vrhen the cup was the-sweetest -it was dashed away;, . A series and reverses,occurred with startling rapidity and swept Tawny, from: them overything-put love ahdtlUir.bah't* . Spared to, each. otper and to bore a brayo heart, a. distant ’ ciLybegad a/new fortune* v and strongly, did,.they ptruggle, and at length began onee nipre to sqo .the sunlight of pros perity shine upon their : homp.i -But a lutie 'while it stayed' nod. toon the shadows, fell.— The husband : sickened ■ and-Jaid for many months upon & weary obuph*languishing, n l ot °nly with ipental and bodily paip, but often I tinjes for, food and medicine. All, that eh® > , tho wife performed with .a iaith|u.f | band. She thing- to* another, fill at length, ‘she, whd had worn a satin gar mint on her,bridal day. toiled at the, wasn- Wb. for the, scantiest liripg.- In a dreary WinterVldng beforS'daylight, ihe would rise • tnorning,After morning and labor for the dear onesrof-berldnely honie. Often a lie, had. to jet of ithrough the cold: deep.snpwj and grope' uw way Id kitchens whiah were gopa«tip»e|l smoky and gloomy and toil there at tabbing' rinsing nnd atnrohing, not unfrequently trad ing knee-deep Into the drifts to bang oiH the cloths that frozo even ore sho had fastened them to the line. And, rfhon night came with her so&nty earning she would grope thro’ the bold and enow to her oftimos light less and fireless homo, for her husband was' too siok to attend even to the fire, or strike a light. And oh, with what a shivering heart would She draw near fearing she Would ho too late t tt is a fact that for six weeks at one time she never saw the face of her hus band or her child, safe by the lamp light,- exoept on Sabbath. How glad she would have been to have had, once in a while, A small washing gathered for her. “One dark, winter evening, as sho was preparing u frugal breakfast, and getting every thing ready before she left, her husband called her to his bedside. “ Ada,” said he, almost in a whisper, “I wnbt you to try and come homo early to-night, bo home before, tho light goes, Ada 1” “ I’ll try,” answered she, with a choked utterance. "ibo try, Ada, I havo a strange desire to see your face by daylight. To-day is Friday ; I have not iwen it sines Sunday. I must look upon it once again.” “ Do you fool worse ?” osked she anxious ly, fooling his pulse .as she spoko. “ N0,.n0, I think not, but I want to boo your face onoo more by sunlight; I oannot wait till Sunday.” Gladly would she have tarried by bis’bed side till the sunlight had stolen through the little window; but it might not bo. Money was wanted, and she must go, forth to labor. Sho left her husband. She reached the kitch en of her employer, and with a troubled face waited for the basket to be brought: A smile played on her wan fane as sho assorted its sontonts. Sho could got through easily by two o’clock ; yes, and, if sho hurried, perhaps by one. Love and anxiety lent now strength to her weary arms, and five minutes aftsr the clock struck one she was just about emptying the tubs, when her mistress came in with , a couple of bed quilts, saying; “ As you have a small wash to-day, Ada, I think you may do those.yet.” After her miatress had turned her back a cry of agony, wrung from the deepest foun tain of tho washerwoman's heart, gushed to her lips. Smothering it as bent she could she set to work again, and rubbed, rinsed and hung out. It was hull-past three when 'sho .started for home, an hour too late 1 and. tho aged narrator sobbed.' , “ An hour too late,’’ sho continued after a pause. “ Her husband ,was dying; yes, al most gone ! He had strength to whisper a few words to his half frantic wife, ,to. toll her how he longed to look upon her face; that lie could not see tier then, he lay in tho shad ow of death. One hour she pillowed his head upon her suffering heart, and then ho was at rest.” . “ Mary, Mary, dear,” and there was a soul touching emphasis in the aged woman’s,words, “be kind to your .washerwoman,” Instead of striving to make her day’s work as long as may bo, shorten it, lighten it. Few,women will go out washing daily unless their,needs are pressing. No woman on iter bridal day expects labor in that way; .and be sure Ma ry, when she is constrained to do so.jt is,the, last resort. ’ That poor woman laboring now so hard for you, .has not always boon a wash erwoman. Sho has seen better days no doubt, and I know she bus passed through ter-, rible trials, too. I can read hor story in her pale face. Bo kind to her ; pay her what aho asks, and lot her go homo as early as possi ble. - • _ . “You have finished in good time to-day Susan,” said Mrs. M., as the washerwoman;' with her old cloak and hood on, entered the pleasant room to get the money she had earp cd. ' ■ "Yea, ma’am, I Have; and my heart is re lieved of a heavy load. I was so afraid I should be kept till night and I am needed at homo.” 1 . “ Is there sickness-,there?” said the aunt kindly. . Tears gushed to the woman’s , eyes as she answered: 1 left rny .baby almost dead this morning; ho will be quite so 1 to-morrow. X know it, I have seen it too many times; and none but a child of ilihe. years to attend to him. Oh, I must go, and qpiokly I’. •I, And, grasping the, money she had toiled for, while her baby was dying, she hurried to h§r dreary homo., Shortly after they follow ed her ; tho young wife whp had trover known sorrow and the agec matron whoso hair was wliito* with trouble : followed her homo I— ‘She was not too latel’ Tbq # little dyihg boy knew His mother. , But at riight lie died, and then kind hands took from thp mother tho lifeless.form, closed the bright eyes, etrhitght oned the tiny limbs, bathed the cold clay, and {bided about the pure \vhite shroud; and did more p'they gate what the poorso seldom have, time to, weep.. . 'ii: = • : “ Ob, Aunt// said Mrs.. M., with tears m her eyes," “if ray.hedrt'blosses you ho\y much hibre must Susan's. 1 Had it,hot been for you ,fiho wouldhavo ; beeri too late: -It lias becna -sad but holy lesaon. ;1 shall always bo kind to the poor washerwoman, i Bufy Anrilv.was the story you told mo atrueonn, all’ true, I mean,?” ' ‘ :,,' •' ‘ The reality, of thofc story .whitened this head .w.heu it-bad seen but. thirty summers, and tho memory of it has been one ot my keenest sorrows- • It isjiot strange, therefore, that I should pity the poor washerwoman. e Texts ;FOR Peace Mem. —“.War Is 1116 trade for barbarians.”— Napoleon.Bonaparte. ■ . - i“Qui'3 (War) is adamnable profession. Duke of Wellington . ••. • : • , “ put together all tiio vioos of the ages null places, and tbey v-iilnot qome'up to the mis chiefs of one oampaign,”-rPo(taii'«... i ■ “ The more I study the world the more am I convinced of of .tbojnability of .brute force; to create anything .durablo.'.—iVapoleoji Bo naparte. s.-n! ...--.t ‘‘ Eomqraber. that no, political, change was ever worth a single .crime, or, above all,a sin gle drop of human, bipod- ’ —Daniel O Con '"*■< Will nations never devise a more rational' umpire than forcer War is entirely ineffl -oienfin roilresaiiig wrong, and multiplies in-, isteadi of i If-indemnifying dosses. —-Thomas neverhas-been and there never will be 1 , a gobd wilt 6b a bad penod.”—-Benja . There can be no sUch thing as an honor abie war, and there oan be no jiiCh thing as a dishonorable, peace.” —Charles .Sumna, ISOd;. V., ~t .I i Intblugbnt Dimi—A wonderful' birdhaa reaobediPdriafrocti China.. It is a —a,sort of. pheasant—‘he .eating of whioh makes men intelligent. , If the .Eraperor of China would send a few of those birds to the ■Emperor of the-United States.for nsjpec.al Kliebit would be * great blessing to bis pefe. i' ? W. “dull COU NTUY—M AY, IX .ALWAYS.BK EIOHT— BU.T RIGni_OE.WRONG.Oyn CDUNTRY." OH PICKET. OT JERQUE n. STILLSONi The sun has gone down behind the breast works before Petersburg. The lights have been extinguished in soldiers’ quarters, tho army slum hors, the camps are still. Bnrk bess, descending upon the closed eyelids of 'thousands of sleepers, has transformed Din widdle bounty,, Virginia, Into a land of dreams.- " A land of dreams 1 How blest the dream ers ni-o fur whom, perhaps, some vision of bnrao beguiles the hours made hideous along the picket line iu front, no one can truly tell bill those awake 1 nn'd listening. . Bang 1 badg 1 hang I—hero nnd thoio tho boom of a cannon—here and there a longer, thicker rattle of musketry—tho firing never ceases until dawn. Beyond the dark lines.of earth works that the “ long roll” can people in five minutes with thousands of -U-mod men, a chain of sentinels is strung Whose task is not confined to simple watching. They stand beside no smoiildering fires; they pace with niusket at the shoulder, in no romantic paths, musing on faces and hearths at home. Crouching behind redoubts of logs nnd earth, they peer above these fasln'essee along the barrels of loaded weapons, and fire, and load again, and fire. Answering discharges rnt- tie in the darkness boforothCm; responsive bullets hum about their ears, i It does not matter. The business of tne picket is to shoot, to guess at a mark when they cannot see it, to guard against surprise, to keep tho enemy constantly informed that we are on the alert. If il Were not fqp this all-impor tant necessity, more powder might be consid ered wasted every week than would suffice to win a respectable battle. Tho average of Wohnds and deaths resulting from all this blind shboting is, compared with the number of shots fired, absolutely small. The lines of the two armies are so near to gether in some places that the pickets can easily toss a hard taok frorii one to the other. “Fort'Hell” (properly Fort Sedgwick) and Fort Morton are among the nearest points. These works are. approached from the rear by covered ways. Tho whole region round aboutis open to tho enemy's bullets,- and the apprehension bf treachery and surprise ex isting on both sides is such ns to induce both to keep up an almost constant firing. Occa sionally tho firing .centos,, by d. tacit under standing. v Then both the' Union; and rebel pickets brnbrge from their holes and exchange compliments, as for instance: Rebel J Pid;c<--Hallc, Yanks, wo hod a ball in Petersburg lasiT night; 'don’t 1 you 1 wish you’d been there t; ’•. ' ,:' - , i Union Picket —whirl kind of a ball ? ' Rebel Picket-- Canned bail! A day or two ago the irßbel pickets in front of one portion of tho line appeared;’waving Hicbmond papers ih their hands, and offering to exchange. This pfabtidd being forbidden on our side,'our pickets paid no attention to the’ invitation. A volley of musket balls was the treacherous response of the rebels to the slight thus given. ' That strange Variability bf human nature which is daily manifested along the picket line, in the perfect readiness'Of a soldier to shoot a man with whom he has hod a, pleas ant ahd bantering conversation only a few moments before, is.one of the facts shocking to nil accepted orecds of moral philosophy. HARMING AT MRGB. , At Buffalo, recently a Justice of the Peace was called to go to a German, house in the city-and marry n couple. Putting on a; clean collar, add Slipping a marriage,certificate* in his pocket he started far the festiyo's'oond.— 1 Arriving at-the house under the direction of a blue legged little boy,-who pointed out the place, ho knocked and .went in. In, the mid dle of the Boor stood u stdilt Gehnan girl, sorry and plump, her blue dyes tolling, out tears as big as butter pats. ' . ‘ What's-the matter?’'said the sympathetic justice. , . '. ' ■ Matter?’ .said the girl, ‘ dat Gotlieb went off and wouldn’t marry me. Ain’t it matter j enough V ' 1 . . ■ ' ... The justice,said ho sapposodnt was, and intimated that he. had come -to,marry some one, and requested the old Indy to bring,pq the lambs to the snorifidd., The 1 , oliljlady , ft J)aro yosno lambs.; Gotlieb ish run’d off and will not mayry mine Katrina.’ .. 1 ‘ Well,’ said the justice, Gotlieb isn’t the only man there is. Send for some other man to marry her.’ ' '’ _ ' ■“ ' , At this Katrina’s face brightened up, and she ejaculated-;—, , , Tr . ~ * Yah—dat is good—send nut Hans.’ Hans was sent for, but unfortunately could not 'come. - When her messenger returned; Katripa.idotermiriodihot.to givolup, said— ‘ Send mit,Shoaqpb.’, ... I ■ Sliosoph was sent for, but Ac.oouldn t hs dbnhd. 1 ' 1 "• , Katrina’s heart fell at- this hows, and' the justice was- growing'-impatient. Just then ’Katrina looked out of- tho window, l and saw q short ,thiok young Gorman .going ■ by .when .slio rushed ,to the door, qnd , ‘ Prilz' 1 ’Fritz 1’ ' Fritz- shortly Wade 1 liitr appearance at tho door, when Katrina’s mother said: . , ‘ Fritz, you, lo.fs my Katrina V ~ . Fritz allowed he did, .more ns, sour crout. ■ Then stand up here !' thundered the jus- H °And before JTrita could realize bis position, he was man and wife, ami Katrina’s arms rvero around hie, neck,, and her lips pressed to his, 1 she drying between the calisthenics — 4 Mine hnsband-^miho^Fritz !’’ Our duty its a direct historian compels us to say that Fritz hugged baok as well ns he bnOW h.OW,. . V i- , ' I’ho juttioe, with his head; erect, stopped smilingly-out, leaving the lovers to- them iselves', and walkcd away.immediately, a holy calm stealing over his massive proportions, the consciousness, of having hone his duty gleaming in his eye, and honor, honesty and rectitude in bin footsteps. [O’ A Bailor was called upon the stand, as a witness..• , , . ■ ~ ' • 'Well, sir/ said tlio lawyer, do you know the plaintiff and defendant. ’ . 1 • j dOn’t driff of them, words/ an swered the spi|or. .... ; .. 7 ‘ whafl not know the meaning of plain tin and defendant I’ continued' the lawyer ; ‘ a pretty follow yoil, to come hare as a witness. Can you toll me where on-board the ship it was that man struck the .other one ? , ■ ‘ Abaft the binnacle/ said the sailor. ' ‘ Ahaft thi 1 binnacle,’, said • the lawyer, ‘ what doyou mHah by that?’ , , • ‘ A pretty fellow you, ’ responded tpo sailor, ’< come here as a lawyer, and don t know what abaft the binnacle means. n ■ JSfiT A writer in the London Examiner •lately saw d: blind man 1 looking with mueb apparent interest, at tho prints in Coinsgal s window.’. • CARLISLE, PA., THURSDAY, JANUARY 96,1865. A LYRICAL CBM., [Tho follcijrving lullaby it sufficiently tQinJor and musical to make dvcrj' woman who rcadl it wish for a baby to sing to:] Como to ray arm?, you bewildering olf! Lot mo gather you, body arttl aonl, to myself; Burry your scjnlillant eyes and hair, And all the glory nnd grace you wear, Prom twinkling foot to gulden crown. Clasplng-Vou close to my bosom and heArt, A thing of my holiest htiing a part; Crooning a song in olden rhymo, . Tender and sweet as a vesper chime.. Sleep, baby boy; The little birds rest, Downy nnd soft, , In tho mother bird's ncSt;* f Tho;lnmbkhn aro safe * In tho tSlnphord’s warm Told ; * Tho dew drop’s asleep In thoTjuftorcup'a gold. Tho violet no'k} vEo'thc flnisy’a drqutn j Tho lily Hus bushed ■ On the lap of thu stream J ‘ And ho'y. mu calm, Like motherly eyes,. - etiir.4 look down From il-.o silent skieir. SJebp,baby boy/ My bmliik, my llowor, ’ My (lily, my lambkin, My dun drop, my. dower! While heart against heart B'ohlh iMifdy in tium To tbp muniir.rmff flow Of my temlur old rhyme. [From Wuverly.] PACTS AND FANCIES. BY PAUL J.AURUf. l Ah 1 is that you, Paul ? X airi just looking for a fellow;'about your size. I "want you to come down to our choir-mceting to nights— Will you go V .. I had been stumbling along tho .crowded street, thinking about—well, I don’t know that I am bound to toll that—when I ran against my friend, Porter Corwin,. X looked in his laughing eyes, and, as I felt tho pres sure of his hand, I forgot my little troubles ; that glance of his had brought back the sun shine to the, 1 You know I am not much of a singer/ I answered; , 1 • ' What’fi the dilforenco? como Along, and I’ll introduce you to some fine girls. Why don’t you stir out, and not ko6p in your shell like a cold-blooded tortoise ; do as I do, go it while you are young; go with lively compa ny, artd you’ll grow ns-fat as-T-mc/ . Porter Is rather spare 1 confessed tho last inducement’was'tempting,.very'; but I was not a talcing follow* and' I begged to.be ex cused. • ■He gayc’ono of life pleasant laughs, .and replied- •: * - ‘ Yqu are nob aiming at ine, Paiil; but, I must go; good-bye I J’il see,you again/,* •.. . And I was left alone ; for,-althoughpeople thronged past - mb, there was none among them'that knew moor thought of mo. And, da l resumed my Walk, I'thought of theyimo. when my childisb fancy iassoemte'd happiness' with age'; how I.biul phtio Unngiiioll that Tb beamdh’was to Ho Idippyj’illr I had an,idea that even tho evil one himself could nut bat tlothus successfully witluiTman ;• and now that,! anrfast .growing: to- UlAnhuud myself,' it was,singular that and innocence.mor.e able ti/ycsist tlito temp tations ,(.f the evil omMlmn man in bis prime. How far,iny thoughts might have led me, '■bad I .not'been ‘interrupted, ift more than X, can at present determine; but hero a hand was placed upon, my arpi, and a trembling, sweet voice now asked—* Could, you direct me.to the Telegraphic Oi’ilce V while a pair of magnificent eyes flushed on mo like A moon-beam over a dark-water. I lookotpau answer, but the bulv, foaringil b.ad not. un derstood,her; question, repeated dt. ■„■ > fliat way.; yi’p'Will* tHcrbiin a minute*/ ’■i. <■ • ■ She walked bv my 'side until wo reached ‘the office,"when she uttered n feeling, ‘ thank you, sirth’e-’doov closed on her, and on I' : walked: wondering tVi myself where I had met Uiiose eyes —ye?,' I had certainly met that lace before/ I ended my walk, and, seeking ray ro6ai, : threw nivnolf'into d chair, and in a-‘moment Was'speculating as to the proba bility of my :cvc’rimeeting that face again. ,lb fwas, strange;but 'I wAs satisfied that Those fcyos werq once fnimliay to ,me. Who could it. bo 1 ? There, was something serious thO’ matter, for oho had an anxious bxpres- Si6n;.and theii her X wished that I hud, known more About her, for a;Boinething in her manner.told rue that ohUhary woman and with such thoughts as these I very nearly fell asleep,', when a timid rap canio at my dooT; thort the door,-iwaa thrown upon, and.a Curler head, thrust half way,through. ■ • ‘What is it, sis’?’* ' / 1 .‘Mother eflys ahe Wants you tp be pleased *tb come down ; somebody wants,you.’ ‘l’ll be thorp.’ As I was going down Blairs I heard my landlady. . ■ ■. \ . ' ' ‘ • ‘Ol Mr. Laurio, what ■ is ; this you have done V ■ . .Li'" . J ‘ Done 1 madam ? I don’t understatid.yoa.’ ‘ Why,'there's a police in the parlor—the first poirco tliat’s over darkened Ipy door 1— and ho says he’s got n warrant to arrest you Toratoaling.* . ‘ ' • Qli 1 is that all ? •‘there’s,a'mistako; he is 'after- sOme one who 'rejoices in the same name.’; ' • : ' ' - ‘ tVell, for my part, ! think there is pro oious little to rejoice at.’; 1~ -/ : -p \ And xoy landlady , turned away m a sulk. I entered the parlor, where I met a sneaking' lookifig follow, whoso: hands were evidently; a, grea? annoyance to him. 1 1 ' You are Mr. Laurio?’ . , ‘They dill mo by that name.’, ‘ Paul Laurie?’ •Yes.' - '* ' - ■: VXi-n-u-r-i-o V taking a dirty piece of paper! out of his pocket and spelling, the.name‘ •siowlr. Confound it, yes ;"what do.you want?’ ‘ AVell, you see 1 was put into tho costs once for arresting the wrong, man of* the same name;, so,I want to eurpr.so edme along with' mo j I haye n warrant hsre for you.' ■‘ , . ; I.’ • ; Let. md.sea iti. , : ' V ' He handed it to mo reluctantly,. ;At ocour od to ine that 1 might knock dim, man down; but a second thought banished all ide*s ot resistance from my mind. . , r; ■ GO'q D : I’ll he at tho offiee immediately. i;‘That won’t do and the insulting, fallovi . shook his head.determinedly.d; .. ; - ' ‘Look here, my friend; how would you like it if I were to throw you out of that window,’ advancing towards him? and assum ing a savage attitude. ‘Well, well, I’ll trust you.;’ and giving mo a malignant look, bo left tho house. . I put on' my hat in no very pleasant hu mor, arid walked towards the Mayor’s office. There T was accused of picking a lady’s .pocket. According to tho I had relieved her of two thousand dollars— by the way I never owned a fourth of that sum—while walking by her side. ■ ‘ Of oqurso yeti regard me as guilty,’ said I, addressing ills honor, the Mayor; ‘bm when tho lady lias soon mo, you will see tho blunder nt once.’ The thought occurred to me that I had said something very foolish the moment I had done ; the more so because my speech brought a smile of contempt from tho Worthy-Mayor. Just nt this moment a police officer follow ed by a lady, closely veiled, entered tho office I thought I had seen that form before; where could . it. have been? Tho mayor,brushed. hack his hair,*picked up a stumpy quill, and addressing the lady— ‘l am ready to listen to your charge, madam.’, ■ . ' * The lady advanced a step, oast aside her veil,' and sho vshom I had directed to the’ Telegraph Office stood, before ine. My cheeks burned with.indignation-. I listened in silence to the charge. ‘ About three hours ago I met this*man on street, and asked him to direct mo to the Telegraph Office. He said ho was' going that way, and.l,..walked by his side to the office where ho left mo. r After the clerk had written a dispatch out for me, I put my hand into my pocket and found that I had losk putee, lam positive that I had it, when I nfot this munj for I had just made a purchase, and had placed the purse in the right pock et. This man walked on that aide 4 but I d id .not dronm that ho was otherthan he ap peared to be;’ and hero the magnificent eyes gave mo anything but a kindly glance. ‘ Is that all,:?’ ' ’ • ‘Yes,-sir;’* Here his Honor turned towards mo with; ‘ Well, Mr. Laurie, what have you got to say V '' • ' I have nothing to Say, except to ask that you '.V'did .send word .to Ex Gov.^S— —, to Judge P , and the Rev. R ■’ He looked at me very intently, hut with less severity. _ ‘ Mr. Siui'bs, just take this nota to Gov. S. —— and stop in,at Judge 1 -;*a with this on your way buck.' You can sit down, Mr. EiUiric, until Mr. Stubbs comes hack.': ! ;, I gave.a sligh t bow - and seated ■ inysoif.—■ Tho inagniflesntieyes sat opposite mo.’ Cer tainly, this whs drivinginway the romance with a vengeance ; I had' other thoughts to' bestow upon the flashing eyes how ; and if l inwardjy. desired their introduction to a war mer climate was I not excusablef To;bo woke up from such pleasant dreams of bright’ eyes, graceful figdres, silvery voices,, and’ what else besides; I can scarcely find time to tali' tho reader; in such, a common, vulgar was surely enough to put a saint out of humor. In about fifteen minutes Gov, S ; aucV JudgeP- - entered; ( 'Thoy advanced to wards me with a-puzzled expression. • ■ ‘ How is this, Paul ?’ said Judge P— aside to me. • ‘lndeed, I am as ignorant as. yourself nbdlit it; either the wopian has lost her purse or lies ;. hut I can scarcely belioVethe latter,’ ,f Pshaw 1 you are a ■ simpleton. .Quito likely she took you for a wealthy ohiip, and thought you would compromise the matter,' rather 'than have if become-pitblio. Take my word'forlit/'sho .is not what she Seems.’ As, lie said this, ho bent a scrutinizing.look upon the lady. Then' stepping towards the niayfir, ho whispered something that tlio dis tance prevented mo from- hearing.: I only heard' a. deep drawn ah 1 from the mayor, who,cast a curious glance afthe jady, : I fol lowed'his glance, and X remarked .that the lady was ill at ease ; her hands word toying with the fringe of "her capo with a nervous trembling. My friends gave bail for ray appeniance ; bis Honor smiled courteously; bo-wing with deference to my friends; and the mqinent-af ter I was, walking homewards beside Judge Pi—.'laughing at'his witticisms,- ,'i'ho, best morning, ns.l , .gpanoed'ovef the paper, tho, following- paragraph Ciiughtnfy eye: ' , ' - - - 1 ' “ Aiibest or Maiiah Swaiii, alia? Jans Oar.,- McFaddbn,,.alias Josephine G. (Jaisi well, etc.—This notorious, inposter is in ,a i'rtir way to refcejve'her deserts. Yesterday afternoon a yodbg mßn ntimod Paul liaurio was addressed by a lady like perSonttgo, who requested to bo directed to the tolegrap offleej Mr. L ,‘ who ,is an obliging young man, : walkgd by her side till tlfey reached the of fice, whore ho left her. ,-Some ten minutes, afterwards theliidyMaid tin information be fore hie Honor tho, Mayor, charging Mr. L— with stealing her.purse containing two.thou sand dollarsand being ,a stranger jn'tUe, city threw herself upon bis Honor lor protoo-i tiom ; Mr; L— — was immediately arrested,' and, upon' entering the office; .recognized in. the lady the fainpua Madant Sw.ain. ,Hoj o'oiUmUnicnted his suspicions'to his Honpr.i who despatchcd a'note to Ex-dor. S——, and ttoptbor tu Judge :P— (who by the’Way are related- to; Mr. rr)., proceeded, to.-thej Mayor’s 'office,'.'when, in the complainant Judge I’ recognized Madam Swai'm, wnoi litis' altered considerably, "bill still retains, much-of that beauty and easy self-possession, that .created the morbid Byrnpatlly oSproßaod ..by iiie public at tho time of her trial” , “Well/* t exclaimed, ".eittob mo: directing people ‘ after tine d’ I have take'n my - friend Porter’a advice, and have ‘been ■mixing with company vary freely;' nor have X allowed myself to dwellnn aipaimf mag nifibcnt.oyee from that day:to this. , ... Jgj- A man fr'dtri the country applied Tate-; lytoa respectable lawjci: for- legal advice. After detailing the circumstances of the ease, howaVasliinglf ho' had stated the ,facta ex actly 'as ■'they- had occurred.' “YeS, sir," re plied the applicant. I ■ haVa told you the plain truth; you can put the lies to it your self. . ' . A lettUr Writer from Oinbihnattr, Ohio, •says, that tbfrco'mmfthpeoplVof that city.are those I who kill pigs now.-. The anatooraoy arc tboVe.whoso fathers killed, pigs, andyyho ofaoarso regard the, present, piggioides persons 'without ; honorabW Touch the question of pigs to then! and they fimrtfl.tipdpiinediately.:. . 1 thV differbhse betyreen a well-byed' tnahsnd 1 ah iU-bfediußn isthis' ; J o'ne hnmq diatotely' attracts year liking; the other your aversion. v .Youi lova till you find rear son to hat’d, him; you hatp thp other till you find reason to lov.o him. ; o=TaBhi(mablQ' caUs-^AbrahiimVupo'ri his friends, for “300,000 more." ‘ AN EDITOR’S SANCTUM. ' DV N.,C. 11. 8. Tnn Boone'of the 'following which, with Blight variations, has a ‘good run’ at ‘all tho principal country printing offices ini the United States and elsewhere,’ it is laid in. an editor’s sanotuni—by the way, hot such a sot-apart place as its name may indicate ; but usually (especially in country places) separated from tho office proper merely by ■that which is so much talkod-af by geograph ers, astronomers, and higher mathmaticidns, viz:—‘an imaginary lino’ running from a point, situated entirely.‘in your eye,' to,an other point equally, tangible, i (However, there is frequently d more get-at-able separa tion, in the forth of a rivulet, produced by ‘ed itorial labors,? laid out upon a small quanti ty of the.narcotic faced) . But we have tho ‘stage effect’ how fOr our characters., ' .: ' . . . First copies the editor, seated dt'a pine)ta ble, with papers and periodicals lyitig thereof! ‘adlibilum,’ also a few sheOts'of writing pa per, and the other requisite materials fpr re ducing stray thoughts into a readable shape. His ‘position- and "posture are ’ easily given., lie is sitting and cogitating—liis thoughts nowhere (or, mare properly, anywhere, ) stri ving to put something on the paper .before blip that will answer for a ‘loader’ for his next issue. l •By his side is tho Satanic accom- 1 paniment of every office commonly known and recognized among men as tho ‘printer’s devil/ Tho last named personage is at present ent gaged in vocoiCcrnting nt tho top of his yoioo ‘Copy, sir 1’ ‘ln about five minutes,’ is the re ply -•- ' Thereupon , enters a well dressed young man, whose chief characteristics are brass and heok tie, with a roll of paper in his hand.— After the usual ‘salutes/ he aCWresses tho editor. ‘ , " ‘I hnye'bxiought in a communication for publication in your widsly circulated . and useful journal.' _ - ' ‘Yob, sir.’ replied the editor, taking the manuscript. •’ ' _ '. _ ' ‘When is yonr next issue, sir V .‘Our paper comes out to-morrow/ ■ ; ; ‘Thank, you. I am -glad I slmll sea it iii print so soon. Good day, sir ; and he leaves, the offioo with a patronizing air. , Editor, to himself..—‘Well, that's .cool,,de cidedly. The young gent did npt even say ‘if you please,'nor did the idea seen>’to-have onoo crossed His miiid that ))m' article might not- be worthy of .publication. l urgontly recommend him td lUnatio asylums in gener al, and, braziers in particular; - However,.! will', look it oyer; y . lie,,reads it,.and,finds jt : to he a stofy of lifishing excursion, and',the,-, principal feature of which fact (?) that in a few hours Ilia writer, caught 999 trout and two suckers !, ‘A very probable yarn in deed,’ thought the editor. . ‘Ho might have, that one hull-head was caught (in a 'shower) as ho says in his'effusion. now ibegan for to rain.’ ‘This'will have to go to the dead, letter-deportment,’ said he;,'as it was placed, among, the rejected oommunics tions. i , -,. ' Devil—''Five minutes more am up, sit I The; editor scratched his head, dipßdfih pen iiTthie ink, and then repeats the- process with vari ations, waiting for an idea, just ahout as.pa tiently as a.'city sprig waits for an omnibus on a rainy day! Finally; in sheer despair, ha seizes thVsclSsors, clips an editorial from an exchange-, scratches put . two or three dozen words, and inserts others, writes a .paragraph' or two ang hands it to the imp. ,A : hangeron-bf'the office, who has for some time boon reading the' papers pf-btfaisoously, talking to the .‘ hired help,! and making him self gimerally obnoxious, goes to,the window, and'announces the arrival of the. mail. lie is despatched to -the post office, end shortly returns with paners &o. ' Latter No I'iWds '■ ‘Mr. edditnr sur I want you to stdp mi par per think it not worth redin ' Toil SUpdiis’ . 1 The'next says-1 ' ‘Mr;—Aj ido not wish to take a Stoitch any longer. -You will'kndw what-1 moan by referring to jour last, second page; J.AS.BoKfIROi!/ : On roferringoto the'paper we -flnd (he arti cle to hay»:Contained a general, remark on;a certain yipo, which happened |to,.hit this in l dividual. ’ , n. ■ ; , The editor Opens more: Ope wants Ilia pa per discontinued—another blows him up—a third stops his advertisement-rd fourth duns him—and so On. _Ho finally opens One which contains a 'pro-payment .for; the paper. He dan-scarcely 'believe his'senses.' . Ho looks around him: wildly j-.ddbiods Whether he is' in ‘the flesh,’ or in fairy lan.d. He instinc tively clutches the money, and inserts i( in .hi s pocket. ", It is nearly twelve o'clock. ; I here in a gen eral tdlinquishing.of labor, r and ,a si multaae,- ’pus rush for the waslbbasin by the,{(ends.— ■’Ablutions performed; lit 1 precisely ’ twelve,- the (said hands - start for- dinner; leaving the. .editor (who had somewhat recovered, his sen-1 seß)';esamlniftg;th9 bank-note-to--ascertain! Wh'dthnr itis'ooubtyi'i®* 6 -'. , t, ” .-The curtain 1 falls upon a riow of tho;ed -itor's doilarrapidly 1 changing hands;’ .' j - /' .;.J h t 1 \j 1 ' i’: (• Bio Thing l on loa. — Miss Flora-MhQuil lin ami Charles. Aguuius Shoddy, on ihc\ Pond.— There—the strap .of my skate, has l bomb'looser Kneel down and buckle iti'irou stupid thing! ■ . • : ' ; Bon’t sqpeezti my ankle I 1 - ! ’ Bodk.at that stout woman groveling; about tin 'those absurd) shoU’skates—l dare,say,she thinks herself pretty—AVhat effrontery—Vo ,hua on the half-shell skates! ( Tharo 1, I'm down—now. 'how oould you ? Don’t I—there.’s a man ataring at iis., : ( " Loot—thero’a' Dizzie Crdwford with an. 'English' pork plo hat 1 ch—Why. doesn't aha 1 wear.a knife and fork iriit? ’ '■•••■ ■< _ , Doesn’t wapt; tp ;cut- her friondsf—Oh 1: Von oauShty man, to make suck a stupid pup l Well,-.I declare I—Carrie Hawkins in a' bloomer dress—the 'boldness-.of aomp,girls 1 ... lah’t it dice' wish the pond was tnn ,pelpd'o.Tor^Be.tluiotnow! <: _ m Hold, my hands while I skate hpokiyarde Donl piitfad—Aurelia Muggins opaldn ! !i skate WithV^ittn9'Silw^W(wK^4| hig her hands.v ' ' ■' • : ■ . Did you learn’.on parlor skates ?—There’s no skating in Mexico, ,is;there.?— Too is font shillings' a pound there. Or was it inOhina?’i iT t Oh'niy l—there’s.Angt's carriage on th« a .pity ' Aunty’s fooyoldnhd stoht to skate ?■ ahtUhasno - ShUdrentd skate for-her—no, not eren on parlor skdtea—But then four hundred thousand .dollars I—o don’t I love Aunty I ~_ ...... Just, to thih]c j—the foot. M’Florancegirle i-D oJnt 0 J nt Ibny lopt Dofflh I—suph ktjnkles ?—din’t'see fchyf^norSy.ajjts.,' Fol low them fol: esfety-uihndahgerhwhaWfdljoy nuarjorerk ils' my hair 1 —Don’t? , w>-*'A x •OT, mh IMnor; ’fPUS LAST WOBli. 1 We parted in anger; to well the cold world I remember she littered—tho last I'o’er heard ' ' -, rl ' From lips curving proudly arid eyes. Haiti-' ing tire, ~ ■ And a heart schooled In firmness, to speak.' its desire. • ' , , ‘ Farewell 1’ and wo parted,'- to imoet aeVetr more, ■ - ... ; In the old tie of friendship that bound ua of ' ' YP.ro. X paused on the threshold, she heaved a deep' . B.igh 5 The tears came unhidden and dimmed that' bright eye Bho-Wurned to hei-pillow in ' silence tb weep. And I walked away''sternly— hiit ftU mighty c h .ItSSKWe maliciously enjoyed the dilemma of an -6rganplnyor,.tho other.day. An obvi ous stranger to Aho English language, the Italian monster was grinding away opposite, a deaf asylum, arid went on pouring out tune; evidently wondering to himself that be made no impression upon the establishment. Occa sionally ho would whistle to enhance tho dis cord, but not a window of the obdurate house. Wes opened, riot a servant - appeared et tho door to pay him for “moving on.” When wo left, he had been there full ton minutes; and he may he therb now for whdt wb know! Funch', ' ..‘I ’ , , . , O’ “ Why Ho you not present yourself ns q candidate for Congress ?"< asked a lady of her husband, who was confined with the rhehmit tisni. 1 ' ■ Why should I, iny dear?” . “Bull .you should, ’f resumed th» wife. .“.your. language and notions nro truly parlimentnry. When, bills -are presented, yon either order them to be laid, bn thb table, or make a motion tb rise; though out of or* derpyou are supported by the chair; and of ten poke,your: nose into measures which arA calculated to destroy, the constitution.” I happened to get into conversatioh with a young Irishman,.who wished to olftiih lor his Emerald. the honor, of being th<i birth-place of certainly more than two-third* of the profit men thdt over Uved.nnd adorned the world-with‘their brilUfihtminds, or stair tied it by, their wonderful deedlr. - , { The contention was -rather spirited, in thb bourse of which,! allhflecl to n paragraph id Mooney’s History of Ireland; wherein he aayi .that 'Napoleon vyas-of Irish dbscbnt. ' ■ • With-a resentful-, look, and:-ah indignant tos* of the head, dio.replied;—„ ; ' • “ Welle whfit.qf that ?, There’* a.gobd nit „ fay Frenchmen Iriih-. , ’ . O’ Litllo’.Claira was , wntofaing.with much curiosity and interest a flock of fowls, as they were sUnhing themselves, when hor atteption -was ' suddenly 'arrested : hy the. gorgeous red :crests of two roosters.'.' . ■ ■ , . .“ Mamina, what aio, these .rSd'tthibga on .their heads J” , ; t > ~ ; 1 “ They are combs, iny dear.” , ' “ Why,-how funny I they weai combs! Manlhia; aro thoy thouwmeh f” : venerable.doctor, who is as Witty ad lie is benevolent, in carrying out his philan tbrdpjd schemes, has contributed largely to. a-new wing cf'it KoSpithl for dsdayed-gehtl*- . women in lidndon, A fow daysngotho com mittee of management, sent down to him; ha* king him if fie woUldsbud- his'erost and coat of , arnis tosbo ih.soribod on the building. He inclosed a..pill box,., , ... : Utojjgi sdys that she' observe! tie people* in the legislature have put her poor neighbor, Mr. Crown;' on.'standing oommittao, which will be a dreadful trial to him, aaha is .very weak in the logs, and nsvercould keep his;feet a longtime. ■"■ l The Right os. Cnotoa— My mistress need to flak mi; “ Well, Zekicl, will you have pud ding; find milk, or beof, fof your dipt nap ?”; ■ • • . “ Roast beef,” if you plenss, ma’am, said J; - ,‘*,l guess you eat padding and milk, aha Would say,” and pudding and milk it .was; lioiia Courtship —Afriendof oars courted a lady for twenty-eight years, and then mar ried her. . She turned out to bo a perfect vir ago. but died in two years after tbe wodding; “,Kow,” said our friend, in a self congrat ulating tone, “ see what I have escaped by d long courtship. SS^ Sambd, ban jyou tell mo-what differ ence thtire is between a Northern arid South ern inari ?’ '' "v, " . 1 ; ‘ Jib; Bones.’l ' t-"- ; ; ~ ' ‘ AVhy, the Northorn man blaoks his own boots,, and the Southern man boots hi! own blacks;’ - '. , • , . , O’ A German writer, Bmrtis, .Cpinparea the different stages in the lives of women to' milk, butter,- and cheese. .‘ Agirl,’ hti says, ‘ is like milk) A woman ,}ikalbuttejr,.and an old wtimdnlike phoeao—all three mity he ex cellent In their’ kind.’ A young lady who was reiidllig d not* ohwas.asked' by a gentleman Hd^r’she liked the style.- -.ir u, J ■ -V v- . :i| . ; iteyiewing tlis-, incidents in hgr memory, she replied, “the stylo th'p style?, O, sir, I’va' not come to that yeti” , " •’ ” ‘ ■ Sdmuthte (OK.BirtTEB; —Marry tbe nicest girkyou know‘s You will thjau; Wttra';b6j to preside. at yriur, breakfast-. table, and, Unless you ard a’sad doj* indeed, 'jsia wUtnot feqgiro any M-iieK-. i - : ■ !J , J ‘" s i.od. .n- ' •' 1 ' ‘ Thobitingjaira the shrinkingfleih appal a ” By libarp;inojsaions, And 1 everything proclaims the kpproaon of. • : :fnll- ■ v. Exoeptproyisionß.’- ri!! u (-J ‘ ' ilittJe ond. jifter agreeable operation,of vaccination ‘now I won’t -i Chinese 1 haye n'QWott“|hift;jlha Boul of a poet passes 1 into a graalioppeJ/ljSi sajiiso-it pings fill ,it;starTO»s i trc eii - -' , - .*■ ■ .• 1 -ji‘ .v'-n-W 11 ' ’ ’E/”The world w ful\of tti/t. jfi.ih la living with : ita'spirits; and the waydpjiSiapa nrusio ofi.it* tn4lody.•" ' - -nywta aho fl NO ilv'
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