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MOURNING AND SECOND MOURNING GOODS, BLACK STLKH, BLACK SATIN TAMJSES, ip extra quality. Pure Mohairs, Biaok Aipaccas (Specialty.) • * WHITE GOODS, Piques In great variety and latest styles.— French Muslins, Nansooks, Bishop ahd \ Ictorla Lawns, Tarletons, Ac,, r anybody else’s; hut I ain’t going to I let any man say that she’s a playin’ it on me. Now you’ve got your course, and .that’senougb. Idon'taflnw no interfrr'n from passengers, nor nobody/ And he walked away. After this failure t tried him with no more advances. Gradually I became con vinced that Miss Ellis was, in reality, a heartless coquette, who was amusing her self with a conquest so out of the ordina ry way as to interest her from its very oddity. The cbnvlclion.that she was ac tually capable of this petty cruelty made ( me necessarily reverse my oplnionof tier, | and I censed to regard her with the warm admiration witlrwhich she had at firat inspired me.~ , The voyage grew dull ami tiresome. As it drew toward a close, I began In chafe at any lull of the fair wind that had followed ur nearly across the Atlantic, and to lose ail patience at the first breath of an adverse breeze. I have not yet men tioned our captain, for the simple reason that lie hail hardly been seen bv any one I of us since we had left Gibraltar. He was an ill tempered, lit mannered fellow, wl o disappeared in his cabin as soon us we j weredearof the Straits, and entered upon a quiet course of retired drunkenness, in which he persevered throughout the voy age. The mate navigated the whip, and was In every wav an intelligent and com petent officer. I never dreamed that we were not proceeding on our course as rapidly as fhe ship could be sailed, until one day I saw the mate chalk certain figures on a hoard, and hold them Up to the sight of a passing vessel. Hm peopre immediately answered by displaying a series of totally different figures, the sight of which elicited a hearty oath from the mote, who said to Mr. Jones.. ‘I knew our chronometer was wrong, but when the old man is sober enough to talk tie swears a blue streak if I say anything about it’ ’ Mv newly awakened suspicions that we were not in the, most enviable situa tion were unexpectedly verefied that very night. I hail felt unwell during the day, and, soon after dark, went to my slate room which was in the house on deck, and lay down in my berth. Presently I heard voices from the to my.i room. Of course, I ought not to hove I permitted myself to hear—for listening is j hot the proper term to apply to my in voluntary share‘of the confidence which tho second mate was bestowing upon Mias Ellis—but I could not easily help myself. They had evidently been talking some where else, and had sheltered themselves beneath the lee of the house in order to continue their conversation unmolested. Mr. Jones was speaking when I first be came aware of their close proximity to tuo. I Alt DYING •I’m agoin’ to tell you tills,’ ho said, * because you are not like,other women, that’ll boiler-and raise Ned the minute they think there'a any danger. You’ie brave, if I know what’s brave in a gal— and I ought to by this time; I want you not to say a word about this to yer father, nr anybody, for It ain’t my business to tell passengers anything; but the fact is, we may go ashore any time to-night, and I want you »o be ready.’ *Go ashore to-night I’ she cried, lov fully. ; J J *Ohj that is too goodf Why, I thought we were a hundred miles from land.’ ‘You don’t git my meanin,’ lie replied. ‘What I mean to say is this : The mate’s chronometer Is all wrong. He and I have suspicioned it fob a week back, and to day we got the longitude from the bark you was a lookin’ at, and If they was right, we’re close on the coast.’ - ‘ And what of -that? Shan’t we get home all the quicker?' she asked, gaily. ‘ Don’t ye understand ?’ ho answered. * The old, man—the captain, I mean—ls gottiu’ sober, and he’s told the mute net fo change his course, or to taka a rag «fl* her. First wo know we’ll run slap on to Haltcxua beach, and if it comes on to blow—and it's o goln’ to sure—we’ll go to pieces so quick that the old man wou’t get a chance to get drunk again.’ *D6 you mean that we are iu danger?’ she asked In a lower tone. ‘Yes, I do; butdon’t you get frightened. Mehbee we’ll get through the night; hut if we don’t, and anything does happen, come straight to me. I’ll boon deck.and I’ll lay down my life foryou, Mias Mary, God knows!’ She asked him quickly: 'Why do you mind what the captain says, if he is not sober? Why don't you and Mr. Caswell (the mate) do what you think heat?’ He laughed grimly. ‘l’ve been to sea, Miss—man and boy—for twenty years, and f never went avin’ my superior offl eers’orders. The old man says to drive her, and that’s the end of it. And if be drives her ashore, it’s bU own lookout; and If It wasn’t for you I wish he would. When he loses a. ship or two, mebbe hie owners will get sober men to navigate for ’em.’ - * •I’m not afraid, Mr. Janes,’ answered the girl. ‘Ff we are wrecked I will do just as you tell me. You can’t think how I thank you for telling me the truth.’ Mr. Jones was quiet for a moment, and I heard her dress rustle, as though she turned to go. * Walt a bit, if you please, Miss,’ said the second mate. *1 want to say one word to you.’ After a pause be began : ‘Miss Mary you’ve no need to tell me what lam as one of them old chaps that's in the cabin with you did, once, eince we’ve been out o’port. I know Juat what I am better’n you and he could tell me if you waa (o try your beat and keep It up, right on end, fora week. lam an ignorant brute that ain’t fit to touch yer dress—let alone yerhand. T do my duty when I am at sea, and X get drunk and play when I’m ashore—and that’s all there’s o’me. But, you see, I never had no bring’ up. I don’t know who my mother was ; and I’ve been kicked around Cherry street, when I was a boy, and knocked round at nea ever since I was big enough to know the end of a marlin’spike. I ain't so bad as some of the sailors thinks I am ; but I’m a hundred thousand fathoms be low you. All 1 want to tell you is Jest CARLISLE, PA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1870, lieved from the weight of the top-ham per, the ship rose somewhat, and drove further in upon the sand. The seas Ixarded us Jess frequently, but the ship pounded on the beach with a violence which placed her iu imminent danger of bieakingnp. When he had done what he could for momentary safety, Mr. Jones called the crew and said: ‘lf any of you want to try the beat, you can do. it. 1 shan’t— You can’t be no more use here, but it’s the safest place foryou. However, If you want to take the boat, I won’t stand in your way.’ ‘We’il take the boat, Mr. Jones,’ re plied one of the men. ‘Sh’ll go to pieces in half an hour; and you’d better come with us.’ • ‘Not I,’ returned the second mate, *1 don’t take no boating excursions in this weather. Wear away the boat if you want to, and good luck to you.’ Aud then turning to the passengers, he coik tinned; ‘lf, you take my advice, you’ll stop aboard. Bhe’ll last some time yet. but ihem fellows in the boat ’ll be swamped in ten minutes.’ ‘We stay with you,’ said Mary, walking up to Mr. Jones, and placing her little hand In his rough, brown paw. That settled the question for her aud the rest of us, The men cleared away a leaky boot that lay bottom upward on the house amid ships, uud, ousting off, vanished in the darkness. Mr. Jones told ua to keep where we were, while he , went ait for a moment. We watched him carefully working his way aft to tire wheel-house, which was still standing. Presently he came in sight again, carrying a life buoy. Wo knew for whom it was intended.. But Just as he bad passed beyond the line of danger, he was struck by a mighty wave time tore him from his hold and dashed him against the stump of the main-mast. Receding, the waveJeft him clinging to a bolt, but unable to rise.— Dick and I dragged him forward and laid him with his head In Mary’s lap. The bravo fellow never lost his hold of the life-preserver. Ho was insensible fora few moments, and on coming out of his swoon said: ‘Tell her to keep this on, We must be near the shore, and if she holds together till daylight they may be able to get a line to us.’ ‘ 'But you are hurt, dear Mr. Jones?’ cried Mary. ‘l’m done for. miss.’ ho answered, shortly. My leg’s broke, and my riba Is stove in. Why the— don’t some body hist that lantern where It can be I seen?’ I tills. There’s never a man amoni? all the lot you’ve ktfowd thutcould begin to love you ns I do. For God's sake, don't look °** me * ain’t such a fool as to think that you could ever keer a straw for me, hut I can't help tellin you how true and honest I love you. I’d die hap py for you, Miss Mary, even If I knowd you'd never think of me again. I never meant to tell you this, nudil'll never say another word ahout'it. But, my God I' ■when I think of how X love you, and how there’s, fifty thousand Atlantic oceans between ps, I get wild. I've thought of it some nights, Miss Mary, till I couldn’t hear it auy longer. I'ye juet jumped forerd and gone to lickin' the sailors to, keep from* coin’ crazy and ’ • 'Mr- Jones, Mr. Jones,’came the sharp call of the captain, cutting short the poor fellow’s confession. - ‘Ay; ay, sir!’ he answered, and wont to meet Ids sober, blit by no means sane commander. ‘Why haven't you got the to’ gallauts’ls set, sir? Didn’t I 101 l you to give her all she'd carry?’ ‘The fore to'gallaut-yard’s a little sprung, and I wasn’t sure of its bearin’ the sail,' he aus vered. ‘Settha fore and mizzen-to’-gallants'ls ? said Mr. Jones. the captain; don’t you start a sheet un til I give you the worth’ The top gallant sails were sheeted home and the sails hoisted. The wind whldh ’had heeu blowing strongly allday, hud freshened as the sun set and was now blowing a stiff gale from the eastward. — The ship staggered and plunged under her press of canvas. The captain walked the deck with a quick, nervous step. He was intensely irritable, from the effects of his prolonged debauch, and, though quite sober, was goaded by his unsUuiug nerves into a reckless impatience that found relief only In the excitement of driving his ship to the uttermost of her capabilities. I listened with uneasiness to the howling oi the Wind through the rigging, and debuted the question wheth er logo to sleep and so forget the dangei we were,ln, or to goon deck and make myself uncomfortable hy • watching for ll.e danger which X apprehended. My decision was quickened by a sudden or der Ironi thocaptaiu. ‘Mr-Jones, set the iirdn royal.’ ‘Set the main royal, sir?’ repeated the astonished second uiale, in a doubtful tone. ‘Set the main royal, sir. Do you hear,’ roared the Captain. ‘Loose all three of them, and set, them instantly. If you don’t know how to sail a ship with a fair wind, J'lf show you.’ Mr. Jones hesitated uo longer. In a few momenta the royals were spread to the gale; but before the yards were trimmed I was oh deck. Miss Ellis had disappeared, and the second mute w»«s evidently averse to con versation. I noticed that a man lingered near the mizzenrigging after the rest of the watch hudgone forward. 80, too, did the Captain, who walked abruptly to the sailor and demanded to know what he was wailing for. ‘Mr Jones ordered mo to stand by tlio halyards, sir, 7 answered the man. ‘Ho forward !’ yelled the Captain. ‘Mr. Jones, I want you to understand that when I’m on deck I can sail this ship without any interference. Let me see any more of it and Til put you in irons for mutiny; by p , Poor Mr. Jones gave no answer. Him self the inost intolerant and cruel of dis ciplinarians, he did not resent the ratine of his commander. When that amiable officer, turned away, his. subordinate passed over to the other side of the deck, and leaned silently against the bulwarks. An hour passed away.. It was a star less night, and to the danger of running ashore was added as a possible collision with some passing ves sel. I thought of this ami was about to pick.my way forward, to satisfy myself that the look-out was not asleep, when thesi cond matesuddenly placed his hand to Ilia ear and bent forward, as though listenin'.' intently. In . another moment a sharp, piercing cry rang from, the fore castle—‘Breakers ahead I* ‘Let go yer royal and to gallant hal yards, tore and aft!’ roared the second mate. ‘Stand by yer topsail halyard.— Man the port braces; some of you ; and stand by to alack (lie starboard braces.— Cull all hands, ‘Boutnbip!’ But, while the light sails were yet fluttering in .the caps, and before the yards could be swung, so as to-change the vessel’s course, she struck heavily, bows oil—the main and fore topgallant masts going over the side and dragging the mizzeu topmast with them. At the puiuo moment an enormous green sea hoarded us on the quarter sweepihgaway the wretched Captain, several of the' crew, and the first mate, who was on deck, a few seconds* after. she struck. Luckily, I was too far forward to receive the full force.of the wave, and, as soon os the deck was clear of. water, Mr. Jones made his w ny over to my side and said, ‘Go below and bring the gal forward to the . forecastle. Steady, now; and don’t get yourself overboard.’ By narrowly watch lug our opportunity, Dick, Mias Ellis, her father and myself managed to gain the ■ forecastle. Mr. Jones, hare headed, and with his cout ofl; was busilysuperlntondingthecutting away of the masts ami the clearing of the wreck, which was thumping against the side with dangerous violence. Re- i Wo took the ship’s lantern, which was still aglow, and fastened it to the head of the foremast, which had been broken Just at the slings of the yard. ‘I hope you fellows knows wlmt to do .If they gits a*Hue aboard?' ho asked, doubtfully. Wo assured him that wo did. Then silence fell upon us, us we sat waiting for death, or the dawn. We were huddled together under the lee of the bulwarks. The old gentleman said never a word, but from the frequent movement of his lips, was doubtless pray ing for our safety. Dfok, who was the coolest of men, filled and lighted bis pipe, confidently expressing his convic tion that the ship would hold together until daylight. Mary was silent, strok ing with gentle hand the weather-beaten brow of the second mate. Did her ten derness spring from remorse at having won his love; or was it possible that she really cared for him? Who shall know the mysteries of a woman’s heart? Hours hud passed, whqp Mr. Jones sud denly opened his eyes and asked, ‘Has anybody seen anything of the boat yet? 1 I looked over the side, and, by a singu lar coincidence, caught sight of a boat drifting by us, bottom upward- The second mate actually laughed. ‘I gone with them fellows it a' heeu all day with you by this time.’ He relapsed again into silence, and ap parent insensibility. When next he spoke his mind was evidently wander ing. 'I tell yon,’ he suddenly cried, In a voice that startled us with Its wild Insani ty, ‘that chronometer's,wrong, and we’ll he ashore before morning. And ii that pretty young oreetur's drowned. I’ll drown the old man myself, so help me God.’ The night passed slowly on. The wind gradually lulled, and the sea perceptibly went down. ‘Daylight will soon be here,’ cried Dick, ‘we shall be saved yet. Mr. Jones raised his head and looked out into the night. The culm ami reso lute look had-returned'lo his eyes. ‘I see the dawn, boys,’ he said. ‘Stick hy the ship* The sea’s going down, and you’re as safe as If you was ashore.’ ‘We wou ; t go ashore without you, Mr.' Jones,’ saii tueue presents were of great value, yet we understand that he reserved not a vestige of any gift made him while abient on the journey spoken of. ' He had also discarded all his feathers, ornaments and clothing of every sort, except the breech-clout, and subjects himself to all sorts of personal discomfort . and humiliation. He has smeared' bis body with'grease and filth of one sort and another, and lacerated his person with-’ knives, sharp sticks, etc,, until ho Is a frightful sight to behold. Anon he will stand with his arms folded across hi> chest, gazing at the sun for two hours at a time, wbllb not a muscle of hjs body moves an atom ; then he will clasp' bis hands before him, and with eyes bunt on the ground, ho will.commence a mourn ful chant which he will keep up for another hour or two; this Is followed by throwing himself upon the ground, where ho will roll and tumble about in a perfect paroxysm of rage until he be comes completely exhausted, when he falls asleep, only to repeat the routine of mourning upon bis awakening.. Since his return home he has not washed him self once, and as the dirt in which he rolls readily adheres to the grease with which Ida body Is smeared, it can he readily imagined what a filthy condition he is In. Thus mourns this untutored savage for the loved and lost: and rude, uncouth, and even rldlculxfs as are his expression' of grief, they are none the less sincere and heartfelt, and therefore entitled to our re spect, if not our approval. The Parisians and Their German Beer-.— -A Paris letter says: A teirible piece of news for thirsty Paris is just an nounced. The numerous cafes supplied with Bock beer by the great bouse of Dre her&Co., Vienna, exhibit in their win dows a pluca«d stating that in conse quence of the war no beer is to be had bv the usual railways, that the slock is out. and that their numerous customers must l)e good enough to wait for the comple tion of arrangements aeton foot for bring ing German beer to Paris by way of Switz orlaml and Italy. It is only in the best houses that this momentary scarcity will be felt. Bv far the greater part of the soi cWtani bocks consumed in Paris are muuu featured In this city or the environs' There is.an enormous brewery of “Vien na” beer at Pantin, the suburb made fa mous by the Tropmann murders. I be lieve the interests of this, brewery have rather suffered by the notoriety of its ex ietehce. But for Tropmann its product) would have passed off as true “hock” more easily than they do now. But, al though the Paris brewers cannot produce beer so good as those of Munich aud Vi enna, or even a 6 the “bocks” ofStrasburg, their efforts to rival the genuine article have very much improved the average v> the beer brewed in Paris. Borne years ago Paris beer was a vileflatutent, sapon aceous deception. Now a very palatable, refreshing and not unwholesome prepare at lon of malt, and possibly of hons, though I believe other bitters are moreconimon l.v used, Is a very general drink. Tire French cannot understand the beer as a concomitant to a repast. With (heir meals they must have wine. But lu tin evening, among the better classes, far more beer is drunk iu Paris than in Lon don. How Females Should Kiss.—Hard ly any two females kiss alike. There is as much variety in the manner of doing it as in the races and manners of the sex. Borne delica’o little creatures merely give a slight brush of the Up. This is n sad aggravation. We seem about to have a good time but actually get nothing Others go into it like a hungry man into beefsteak, and seem to chew up our countenances. This is disgusting and drives aaay a delicate lover. Others struggle like hens burying themselves hi the dirt. This is won by great exertions and is not worth the trouble it costs, we are In favor of a certain shy ness, when a kiss is proposed, but it should not ho continued too. long ; and when the fair one gives it, let her ad minister it with warmth and energy. Let there be a soul in It. If she close her eyes, and sigh deeply immediately after it, the effect is greater. She should be careful not to ‘Slobber* a kiss, but give it as a humming bird runs his bill Into a honeysuckle, deep but delicate. There Eh much virtue in a kiss when well de- livered. We have had the memory oi one wo received In our youth, which ha* lasted us forty years j and we believe il will bo the last thing we will think ol when we die. Somebody remarks that that man should be fed on two*ltpa~ the rest of bis life. Henry Clay. —Tn his day It was. the habit of the pollto world of the capital, dressed In their gayest, to repair to the Senate Chamber, to listen to him when* ever he spoke.-. Clay was everybody’s pet. No man bad ever such admiration aintfo. No man has over got habitually such brilliant and splendid audiences for his orating ns he. These were days of grand debate, wh a n the press bad not gained so much prestige, before oratory had given way in Congress to the reporters. There were no very lofty flights then, and you could not prick an orator, like a bubble, with a witty sarcasm. Olay never dlaap pointed. He would not have dared* Bui he dared things that no other man then, or now would dare. At the end of a brll* Haot passage, ho would pause deliberately and walk six steps across the aisle, to Robert J. Walker’s snuffbox; and taking a pinch gracefully between his Unger and thumb, return to hlsdesk, and put It with such ineffable distinction to his nostrils, the whole audience was ready to burst lntoapplauso> With any other man, that would have been ridiculous. But Clay made It sublime. It was the great king going to bed In the presence of his ad miring courtiers. The Bloom of Age* —A good woman never grows old. Years may pass over her head, but if benevolence and virtue dwell in her heart, she is as cheerful as when the spring of Hie firstopened to her view. When we look upon a good wo man we never think of her age; she looks as charming as when the rose of youth first bloomed ,on her cheek. That rose has not faded yot; it will never fade. 11l her neighborhood, she is the frieud and benefactor. In the church, the devout worshiporand exemplary Christian. Who docs not respect and love the woman who has passed her days in acts of mercy and kindness—who has been the friend of man—whose life has been a scene of kind ness and love, a devotion.to truth and re* llgidu ? Wo repeat such a woman can not grow old. tibe will always be fresh and buoyant In spirits and active in bumble deeds of mercy and benevolence. Hates for ADvxaTisKMKKTs win os inserted at Ten 'Cent por line tor the first Insertion, and five ceos per line for each subsequent Insertion. Qua? erly half-yearly, and yearly advertisement* In serted at a liberal redaction on the above rates Advertisements should be accompanied by the Cash. Wuensent without any length of time specified for publication, tbey will be continued until ordered out and oumrged accordingly. JOB PRINTING. UAuds, riAHpßLLi^,circulars, and every er description of Job and Card Printing. Onus of iiltecatute. DLARNET. If lovo Is on Innocent thing, my dear, My heart then Is Innocent, too, For sure it contains tho dtvll a thing. But love for an anool-—that’s you. •' ah’ all of tho dny It’s tho whole ef my lay, This lovo I am bearing for you. This lovo It bo fills up my heart, my dear, 1 . Sure there’s room for naught else to creep In; So It’s not from the good of mysolf you seo, That ray heart is kept free from oil sin. For while thinking of you It’s no ovll I do. So my heart Is kept free from all sin. Then you are a talisman true, my dear. To drive from mo evil away • £hd os charms of tho kind are usually worn ’Round fbo neck, do you mind, every day. ’Twould- bo well, do r’t you seo, ' For you ever to bo Round my neck, like a charm, every day. , A Quick Trip—to trip on an orange peel. . Money is hard to get—But easy to BpOUU. - v baf- bar further prbgress—A misquito Can a little girl weeping bo called a crisis ? ■ . r This weather la getting a trifle monoto* lOUrf. The most difficult thlfig to remember-*— the poor. , Pooh Belief—being relieved of one's watch. Sun* dry matters are to be found every* where. J •The swiftest arm of the military ser vice—Tho fleet. An lowa mah aptly advertises: "Kero seuo and coffins." People who go to the theatre to laugh are often seen in tieis. When you get a stitch in your side— Send for a sherry cobbler. To have a bang up lime—bo present at a steamboat explosion. Dyeing for DoVE—Coloring -your moustache to please a woman. The beacheritcs at the sea sides are not all of Henry Ward’s style. Corn i"ed in Che market as ‘steady.’ out now about the corned ? A clock may go on tick, but it isaure to meet Us engagements on time. Because a man singe bass, he should not be pronounced a low character. You’be a man of figure, as the maths maticiau said to the duuciug-mustef. The most desirable receptions for this warm weather are cool receptions. .Each wooden leg Is but a proof that the glories of war have an artificial end. When a man gets so low that he will »ot even harrow trouble, his case Is des perate. • May not the sun bo arrested as an lu- ITihf s * uce I* l .*** burning up every- A child Is the beginning of what lie will he; an old man the remains of what he has been. Why is an address on board a ship like a bracelet? Because it is a deck oration (decoration.) ' “ You are too no-lng by half,” as John w-'ihmln -nM to Hannah Marla, when she refused him, • When did Noah go into the wine busi nesss ? He made port about forty davs. alter the deluge began. MeteokO-LOGicai, Queby—When is •J I ,® worst weather for rata and mice. When it rains oats and dogs. Quite out of season—for.a lady to pre sent a gentleman with the mitten at the present tropical period. Why does tho minister .have more wives than one else?' Because he often marries a couple at a time.. ffHL fellow who attempted to ’‘cloak ills sin,” found that he couldn’t begin to get a garment large enough. Louia Napoleon wishes' to identify himself with the ‘'Marseillaise" in order to be considered as the national him. A constant reader writes to ascertain if the cold shoulder so often given to poor dependents is baited or roasted. It doesn’t follow because a man is after a cobbler that bo wants his bootatapped. The tap may bo iu another direction. ’ The ln,ea t hall’ restorer out is that of a thief, who stole a quantity of wigs and afterwards returned them to the owner. Over (on thousand “first bales’* of cot ton have arrived in New Orleans. Some imiiuatioua don’t raise anything but first bales. , Good. — A Fifth avenue Jady, grown suddenly rich, sailed for Europe the other day, for the purpose, as she avowed it, of haying the portraits of her three children painted by the old masters, Cincinnati baa base ball On the brain. Recently a President of one of her base ball clubs resigned, and a Cincinnati pa per says his resignation at such a crisis as this is to be regarded as a national cala mity. Such is the habit of borrowing money In Chicago, that the Michigan Central Railroad have two large painted signs in their depot, us follows 'Caution to pas sengers—do not lend your money to stran gers.' Tun conduct of the husbafid who beats his wife bents anything ; but that-of a man who slaws the door In the face of his wife’s relations bangs all. The editor of a Missouri paper asks his readers to excuse the looks of his paper, as he is iu bed from the effects of a fight with a delinquent subscriber* A Norwegian fatherand mother, with twenty-one children, lately arrived at Sheyboygan, Wls. The rest of the family Is.expeoted by the next steamer. Why are sheep the most dissipated an imals? Because they gamble In their youth, spend most of their days bn the turf, the best of them are black-legs, and they are sure to he fleeced at last. The worst yet: An exchange got off the following horrible conundrum;— ‘Why is an empty champagne bottle like an orphan ? Because it has lost Its pop. ‘ Thk counsel,’ said a learned judge, will do well to pluck some of the feath ers out of the wings of his imagination, and slick them into the tali of his judg ment’ Whatever exception rpaybe taken to some of tbe details of drebsea of the ladles, it cannot Justly be said that there is any thing low about tbeir heels. The Hublime Porte has taken the step to the ridiculous, in establishing a new ‘ fire department in Constantinople, now that there’s scarcely anything left toburn. A tradesman, having sunk his shop a couple of feet, announces that, In con sequence of recent improvements, goods will ho sold considerably lower tbau for merly* A woman lecturer says, that woman's sphere Is bounded north by her husband, on the east by her baby, on the south by her mother-lndaw, and on the west by a maiden aunt. The Detroit Free Press says: ‘Senator Browulow Is still hangiig around Wash ington.’ Very likely : but It Is not the sort of banging wo should like to see him do.