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QUESTS OF THE HEART.
Soft falls through the gathering twilight
The from the dripping caves,
And stirs with a tremendous rustle
Tbedead and dying-loaves; -
; -flrjjije afar, in thp
■' ' I hearth’esWeet'VOieeaof t^Us--^
Come borne on the wind ol the autumn,
• That fitfully rises and swells.
They call and they answer each other—
They answer end mingle again—
As the deep pnd the ihrlll ln the anthem
Mfttee harmQny Btlil in their, strain—
As the voioea of sentinels mingle
in mountaluons regions of snow, *
Till from hilltop to hilltop a chorus
Floats down to the valleys below.
The shadows, the firelight of even,
The sound of ihe rain’s distant chime,
Ceme bringing, wjth ram.softly .dropping,
- BWeeiihhughta ofasliafrdwy time;
Thp slumberous sense of seclusion.
From storm and Intruders aloof,,
Wo feel when we hear In the midnight
The patter of rain on the roof.
When thaßplrlt goes forth In iu yearnings,
• x# feyifit ftahdererg ttotne,,
Or, afarintfioreglonsof"fancy; *
,T)ellghtat»n‘6Wlft penlpns to roam,
X'qaiQtlyifiib bythfeflrellght—
The firelight bo hrlgh t and so warm— .
For 1 know that those only yho love mO
Will seek me throagh ehadow and storm.
But should they be absent this evening,
Should even the household depart—
Deserted. I should not be lonely,
There still would bo guests In my heart.
The faces of friendsi.tbat I cherish, ,
Tho smllo. and tho glafabe. and the tone.
Will haunt mo wherever I wander,
And thus, I am never alone.
With those whb bavd left'far behind them
- : The Joys and sorrows ;■ ■
Who sing the sweet songs of the angels
la a purer and holler olimo I
Then darkly, O,evonlng.of Autumn,
Your rain and your shadow may fall;
My loved and my lost ones you bring ine—
, My heart bolds a feast with them aIU
Piiscellanm.
MY BRARBFATHEH’S BHDST STORY.
I have frequently heard the following
. marvelous story. related by my grand
father as an l aqtual episode in-his life.
I will give it, as nearly as I can remem
ber. In hls own words, leaving each rea
der to form his own opinion upon the in
cidents, wlthout.any commentary upon
my part, farther than the statement that
my grandfather was a man whose vera
city I had never any reason to doubt.
It was during a summer vacation that
I met Karl Korner. I was reading hard
for my. degree; for having been some
what idle and dissipated during , the
term, I found Jt necessary to spend what
should-have been my holiday among my
boobs., For this , purpose I pitched my
tent at Bucasielgh—an ancient and ro
mantic’village in the New Forest., I was.
guided by several considerations In my
choice of locality: first. If waa.a reasona
ble distance, even In those days, from
London and Oxford; secondly, I was bit-;
•ten about that time by an entomological
mania, and hero was the spot of all oth
ms for moths and, butterflies; thlrd
ly, a’delightful; aridrsalnbrfons ‘climate;’
and fourthly, not lar away, near Stony
Cross,..was the family seat of .some col
lege chums', whither, if books and but
terflies became: too’ montouous. I could
flee for a day or two’s relaxation. These,
friends had very much pressed me to>
take up my abode wholly with them;
but had I done so’. I might as' well have
left Greek and Latin behind me for all
the use I should have made of them
there; so I prudently declined, with the
coafpromise I have mentioned. .
The bouse I lodged in was at least as
old as the Tudor daya-rpointed roof, over
hanging stories, latticed windows, paint
ed beams, dark oak stair-cases, paneled
rooms, carved ttre-places, &o. It belong
ed to a family who bad resided abroad loir;
several years, and was let, duringjthe
summer months, in apartments to visi
tors. Ibad but one fellow-lodger when
I first bamc to BueUalblgh, Kdrl Eorner,
a Qermari, : who, wllh his servant and
the old 'woman who looked after the
house, was, beside myself, its only In
habitant. , From the .first he .curiously,
impressed: me. I □appearance ho was
the very beau-ideal of tbe mysterious
German of romance, Bong-, fair hair,
blue eyes' deeply sunken, pale; hollow
cheeks', a moody demeanor, and tall, pow
erful might have been Charles,
Moot himself. . In bis hablla.he ; was re?
served to moroseness. He bad a weird
way of- talking to himself, and a strange
trick of almost every moment casting
sharp,: fearful glances over his shoulder,
as though be- fancied some unpleiieaht
object were behind him. No one was
suffered to enter his apartments save bis
own servant—a dark, saturnine-looking
man—as mysterious as himself. I ques
tioned Mrs. Adams, the housekeeper, as
to who. be. was. But she’ was aa muoh
in tbe dark, and far more curious than"
respecting .' hitaj pAbqtit , two
o^lyfti'.^Sf‘Ih?3.iebolv-
ed a letter from her master," who: was
then residing In Germany, to' say that a
foreign gentleman would, In the course
of a few weeks, arrive at Buoksleigh.—
Tbe choice of apartments was to bejgiv
on blip; she- was, in all respects, to at
tend to bis wishes, and, above.all, was to
fisk no..questions., The time of bis so
journ was uncertain; be might’ leifve at
any moment.' This was all tbe Informa
tlon,she .posseted,..,, f- p
I'jThietel.Vfaa sd^^b^n^ii^OUf.^Koi’iier.
that attracted, anil yet repulsed me. |T,be,
mystery that excited my curiosity may'
be ascribed to tbe firat fooling; the dark
sinister, expression, tbatsometlmea min
gled with - the gloom 'upon'liU- face to
the second; '.I fr'pquently sa'ttt.'hlm wan-'
dering about in the forest.during ray on*
toniogioal ramblesp- hut hoth.lii and out
°f tbe house he avoided an actual meet
ing.
We bad been follow-lodgers aboqt a
fortnight, when,' without having previ
ously exchanged a greeting, we hectare'
auddenly acquainted. It happened: ib'-
this way—l bad been out In the forest all
the morning butterfly bunting, and tiav
tag captured 'in my net‘a splendid red
admiral,'two peacocUs, and some smaller
fry, I was lying basking In- the sbadoy
of a huge beech, gloating over my prey,
"'hen, happening to look up, I saw the
German leaning against a tree, with bis
arms folded and hie eyes bent upon me.
I had not beard hla foot fall upon the
■oft turf, and hla sudden appearance
quite startled me.. Without a word of
introduction, be threw himself upon the
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BY JOHN B. BRATTON.
grass, and entered into conversation as
freely as though we bad been old ac
quaintances. He spoke English fluent
ly, although with a strong foreign accent,
I found him to be a man of highly culti
vated mind. Our topics were Oreelc,
Latin, poetry, entomology, scenery ; and,
upon ail his remarks were equally just
and full of knowledge.. He grew warm
and eloquent, his cheeks flushed, bis
eye brightened, the whole man was trans
formed. Suddenly, without any warn
ing, in the very midst of a speech, be
.stopped, the color died out of bis face,
leaving a ghastly pallor In its placq,
while bis eyes, full of horror, stared
wildly upon vacancy. The change was
so instantaneous that for a moment I
was struck as speechless as himself, my
eyes instinctively following the direc
tion of his. I could see. nothing but the
waving of the trees and the brigbAsun
llght. Before I had recovered my self
possession sufficiently to apeak, be sprang
to bis feet and hurried away; as tbs
trees hid him from my sight, I saw him
cast the old fearful look over bis shoul
der.
There was something shout the tool
dent that; In Spite of the bright sunshine,
gave me a superstitious feeling.. After a
long cogitation, I could come to only one
conclusion, that the German was mad,
and that bis saturnine servant was bis
keeper.
A week passed away, and I saw ho
more of Korner, beyond a fleeting glance
as ho passed my window on his way to
the. forest. In the meantime I had a
visit from college chums of a few miles
oil, to whom I related my German expe
riences, and thereby inflamed their im
aginations with the most outrageous
ideas. He was one of Schiller’s robbers,
Mepbistopbeles,. a Werter,. the wild
huntsman,. Salatblel, a banished count,
and I know not what. Knsoonced be.
bind; my window curtains, they waited
bis passing to catch a glimpse of him,
and the eight of bis strange, gloomy face
made them almost seriously Incline to
those Ideas that bad been but jests before’.
The object of their visit was to induce me
to go with thebe to a ball that whs to
come off in a fortnight at Southampton,
But I heroically resisted all entreaties; so
they left me to my studies in disgust.
Great was my surprise one evening,
just as the twilight was closing In, at
receiving this message from Mrs. Adams.
‘Would Mr. Berle honor Mr. Korner
by his company, and sup with, him that
evening ?’ The old. lady was all In a
flutter as she spoke the words. We ex
changed books.’My curiosity was arous
ed to see the sauctorum that none bad
beheld, and I instantly accepted.
When I entered the room I felt al
most surprised to And that there was
nothing peculiar In it, except that It was
pecal.arly comfortable. Although the
weather was warm, a cheerful Are burn
ed in the grate, and three large lamps il
lumined every part of the large, sombre
room; i
’I like plenty of light,’ be said, after
cordially greeting me; ‘1 hate dark cor
ners.’
' Bb It seemed, T thought, Our conver
sation turned upon, German literature;
which' the tranidatlbna of Scott, Cole
ridge; and others, and tlm Imitations, of
a host of Eiiglish writers, were bringing
into fashion. His mind was deeply im
pregnated wiiji its myetlc-and
physical character: I found,him to l,e a
profound believer In the wildest dreams
of the Itosk-ruoiaii and the demniiologlat.
Our conversation had naturally, although
almost imperceptibly, drifted into this
channel, and I could.not help remarking
the strange forced manner, in, which, be.
spoke dppnjthe subject! 'he tboijgh com
polled to talk of 'it by some boon It power
against his will. I ventured to be skep
tical,,,.and shall... never forget,the look
' wltH'.wtiloh he:turned on me.! :, [
e-^‘your l p^iilpadphy, , he, said,, bitterly,
''rejects all things that do not come with
in the scope of its narrow reasonings, re
gardless of the' fact that every ,object
that exists:contains within itself; unaoi-.
vable mysteries. Of the nature of our
own souls, of their condition or destina
tion, after they are freed from their bod
ios. we know nothing. Can we conceive
eternity ? Can we conceive illimitable
space? Space before matter? The prin
ciples of our own being? We know
these things are, but cannot bring them
, within the petty, circle, of,hur-repson. Xn’
tot-face of these mighty mysteries, ant]
of the yet mightier mysteries of tbe
Christian- faith, bow dare man arrogant
ly assert that aught can not be? One of
pur poets says, 'Where ignorance is bliss,
'tie folly to be wise.’. Wisdom is usu
ally purchased at a bitter cost.’
There was something in his manner
that deeply impressed me, and I would
have continued tbe conversation; but he
skilfully changed the subject, and we
-'were'sodu deep in the discussion of the
comparative merits of ancient and mod
ern .literature. In this agreeable dis
course, aided by an excellent supper.aome
equally good wine and cigars, time glided
on almost Imperceptibly.
It was Just upon- the stroke of twelve
when I,wished him good-might.;;,As I
opened the; door, I fapoled .I' hoard a
sound iike.'tho rustling; of? a woman’s
dress. Thinking it wa9 Mrs. Adbma,
who wastes only female' ia the house,
coming up to speak to me, I turned my
bead, but there was no one upon tbe
landing or on tbe staircase. Tbe sound
there was a flutter In the
iiri''M;thoughitweredlatrlbuledby,fcqiel
'moving' hedy. Following Us supposed
direction, my eyes fell upon Koruer. In
a 1 feyv seconds a ghastly change bad fall
en upon him. His face was deadly pale,
his eyes fixed with a look of horror, his
bands convulsively clutching the arms
of the chair upon which be sat. 1 was
advancing to him, thinking he was ill,
wiled a band laid upon my shoulder
held me back. I turned and saw the
German servant, who by word and gea-
my absence.-Thencxt
moment I found myself outside tlls-ifrfor;
and heard tbe key turned in tbe lock.
A week elapsed, during which I and
Korner never once met. I bad, been
hard at ,my books,’ had completely aha-
off my late superstitious terrors, re?
Taken {d skepticism and bad thoroughly
mgdd; up my' mind that tbe German
was the. victim of some painful disease
of which I. had witnessed the parox
ysms.
It was the night qf the ball, which I
have before mentioned., I had.had a
letter from my friends that morning, as
a lost persuader, to meet them at
Southampton, and accomany them to
the ball; But I heeded hot the voice of
the charmer, and was further strengths
oned in my virtuous resolution by tho
weather, which, uncertain for several
days past, toward the evening in ques
tion assumed a mostsavage aspect; tho
rain descended in torrents, the wind
blew a hurricane, and there were dis
tant mutterings in the air that por
tended a thunder storm. As I looked
round my gloomy - room in the fading
light-, I could not help picturing with a
sigh the brilliant ball room at South
ampton.
‘White, thus meditating, there was a
knock at ray door. Before I could an
swer it, KOrner stood before me. Even
in the twilight I could perceive that
his air was excited with . a kind of
forced gaynty.
‘How horribly dull you are hero !’ he
cried. 'Come up to my room; I'have
a cheerful .fire and plenty of light, a
bottle of good .wine,. an ’ irreproachable
cigar, and,Mrs. Adama is preparing an.
appetizing little supper.’ ;
Now, after my one experience,’ I did
not.much care aboutpasaingthe eve
ning with Korner, so I began a- polite
apology about the necessity of study.;—
But he impatiently interrupted me’:—
‘Pshaw, man I it is the last opportu
nity you will have of refusing fno,’
■ ‘Are you going to leave us, then ?’' I
inquired.
,‘Yes; ray release is at hand, and I
wish you to join me in celebrating it.’
‘Your release 1’ I reiterated.
'‘Yes; but we will not talk of it-to;
night; you will hear ail about it to
morrow,’ he answered, lightly. ‘ ,
After that ! could net refuse his invi
tation.
There was a strangeness in his man
ner that I could hot understand, which
impressed me disagreeably. He was
as gay as.a Frenchman; he laughed,;
told anecdotes and doubtful adven
tures, sang German student songs, and
was so unlike himself, aa I had previ
ously known him, that at times I had
serious doubts whether I was waking
or dreaming.
‘I astonish you,’ he cried. ‘I have
cast aside what you call the blue devils
for to-night, and, as Shakespeare says,
‘Bichard’s himself again;’ what I was
in my old student days, the merriest
fellow within the walls of Bonn.’
Bnt I did not like his merriment—it
was to me far more depressing than his
gloom. I drank bis hock, I smoked
his cigars, and I laughed at his stories ;
but I felt all the tiipe like one oppress
ed by a nightmare, and would have
been delighted to have found an excuse
to get down quietly to my own room.—
In the meantime the storm was raging
violently, the rain dashing in sheets
against the window, and we could hear
the crash and moan of the forest as the
wind rushed through the trees; and the ’
thunder, nearing, though still distant,
rolled sullenly through the air.
i‘ A pleasant night.for a journey I’. he
cried,' in the'dight,Resting tone he had
assumed throughout the evening.
‘You aref not going a Journey to
night?’l said.
‘No; but Fritz,has.gone. .1 shall not
;start upon my Journey , until to-morrow
morning—a lar longer one. that Fritz’s.’
. I shuddered, I knew not why.
‘Now, my friend, it ia time that we
separate,’ he said suddenly, rising, and
holding out his hand.
- The intimation was sudden, and not
[strictly polite; but I took the bint with
the most cheerful alacrity.
‘Pardon my abruptnees, but I must
;now prepare for my journey.’ .
” \Ati odd time, I thought, to begin
preparations far a journey.; ; AB l wish
ed him good night, I heard, the rustling
os of a woman’s dress behind me, felt a
movement in the air, and the sensation
of a passing body, just as on my previ
ous visit, and on Korner’s face fell tbe
same gbasly look. My nervous system
was highly wrought, whether by the
shadow of coining events, or by the
electricity of the atmosphere, I- knew
not; and'without another word hurried
out of the room. As before, I heard the
key as before,
l aid hot hurry down to my own room,
lor my limbs trembled so violently,
and my head felt so dizzy that I was
obliged to lean against the wall for a
moment, for fear of falling.
The tempest had reached its culmina
ting points. The thunder clouds were
upon us, and sent forth peal upon peal,
till the house trembled and shook as
though swayed by an earthquake; the
lightning Hashed in sheets, and in
streams of jagged fire now hlneas steel,
now luridly red ; the rain had abated,
but tho wlnd, rushing through the for
est leaves, sounded as though a/urious
mountain torrent or a roaring sea was
coming down upon us; while the
branches crashed,, end groaned, and.
shrieked, as the hu rrioanp. a wayed, and
broke, i and hurled [them, one against
another.... Never, have I heard so awful
a contention of the elements. lean
never recall the memory of that terfi-,
hie night without a shudder. And there
I stood in full blaze of the lightping, as
dtahone through, the staircase:window,
wilhthe fascination of.terror upon me.
Suddenly through the din of the
storm there rosea sharp, wailing cry,
that curdled my blood and bristled my
hair. It came from the room I had Just
left. By a sudden impulse, which X
could never explain, X resolved to try
and-solye the awful mystery that was
about me. There was but one way.—
Across the front of the bouse ran a nar
row balcony. The window I was stand*
ing against was In a line with those of
Korner’s room. ’ With tho'ralhbeatlng
down upon my bare head, and the
wind sweeping round me and almost
lilting mo oif my feet, I crept on to this
balcony, and. between an opening in the;
curtains peered [ Into
And this is what I saw
The ropm was blazing with light.
Just as I had loft it. With his back to
ward me, quivering and
was the form of Kornor; facing tfcw
window, and looklnjflnto bis face, stood
a woman. H< r dress was that of mid
dle class German life, but her face was
CARLISLE. PA., THURSDAY, APRIL 11, 1872.
the most lovely I ever beheld; the hair
was of the brightest, rarest yellow, the
complexion faultlessly pure; the eyes
large, dreamy, and of a deep violet
the nose and mouth of the most perfect
shape. While I gazed, fascinated by.
her extraordinary beauty, a hideous
transformation took place before my
eyes. • The clothes faded from her form,
her beauty melted away like a vapor,
and In its place my horrified gaze was
fastened on a skeleton, on a grinning,
loathsome skull, out of whose moulder;
log recesses crawled bloated obscene
worms. The vision was but of a see-,
end’s duration, and then I saw .the
bones crumble before my eyes, and the
skull totter and fall.' '
I saw no more.. A mist gathered be
fore my eyes, antTthe sickness of’death
overpowered me; but as I fell I heard
a loud explosion, which sounded unlike
the thunder that a moment afterward
mingled with its echos; '
’ When sense returned, I found myself
dying upbn; the pavement' of the balco
ny* sajUjifri ted with rain, and as cold as
ice.' Themorningwasijust breaking;
the storm bad cleared away, all but the
Wind, which still blew bard, but in fit
ful, dying gusts: With a dazed brain,
upon which still lingered the dark
shadow of the horrors 1 had witnessed,
but no substantial idea, I mechanically
sought my Own apartments, arid in the
same automaton fashion swallowed a
large glass of brandy, undressed, got
into bed, and without any farther re
collection fell fast asleep.
I was awakened by a sadden . shock,
and the sound of loud laughter. - When
I opened my eyes, I found myself up
on the floor, and my friends from Stony
Cross standing oyer me, convulsed with
laughter at, I presume, my ridiculous
and scared appearance. In returning
from Southampton, they had come sev
eral miles out of their way to pay me a
visit. Upon hearing I had not risen,
heated with champagne, and ready for
any mischief, they entered my room,
lifted me out of my bed in my sheet,
and bumped me not very gently upon
tho ground.
We had just sat down to breakfast
when Mrs. Adams put her head in at
the door, and beckoned me out myste
riously. ‘I beg your pardon, sir, for
interrupting you, but I am so uneasy
about Mr. Korner that I couldn’t con
tain myself any longer.’
‘Wha't is the matter?’ I asked in
great agitation.
‘Well, you know he is an early riser,
never in bed after six. It isnowteri,
and I have neither seen nor heard him.
I have knocked at his door, and can get
no answer.’
‘Where is the .servant Fritz?’ I in
quired.
■‘He went away yesterday, saying he
should not return for soma days, and
that I was to attend upon his master in
the meanwhile.
I told her to wait until after break
fast, and I would see 1 what - could be
done. 'All the horrors of the last night
came vividly hack upon my memory,;
filling me with evil forebodings. It
was impossible to conceal my perturba
tion from my friends; and after a very
little pressing I told them of the house
keeper’s fears, arid certain of- my own
experiences; omitting ail mention of
what I had seen through the window,
which would have excited only their
ridicule.
The breakfast table was abandoned ;
and while I proceeded to the German’s
chamber, the others waited tlieresultat
th'e further end of the corridor. No
answer was returned to my knock, and
after a little hesitation we decided to
send for a locksmith and make a forci
ble entry. No one thought of.enteririg
by the windows, and I dared not pro
pose it; I could not for my life have,
looked through them again. In a very
short time, the lock was taken off, and
the door thrown open. The room was
darkened by the curtains, save in one
spot,, where, the Sunbeams streamed
through .an opening, and fell full and
brightly upon an awful object—the up
turned blood-bespattered face of the
German. He was quite dead; his hand
still grasped a discharged pistol—he
had blown his brains out I
I need scarcely remark that I did not
pass another night under that ill-omen
ed roof, but at once accepted my
friends’ invitation to return home with
them.
Of course you are now anxious to
know the explanation of the mysterious
spectre and all other mysteries. All
that I can tell you upon the subject was
gathered more from inferences than
from direct Information; In Korner’s
writing desk was found the miniature
of a lovely girl, which I immediately
recognized as the face, I had. seen in my
vision; and beside it was a strange and
horrible letter; of which I made a copy
at the time, and which, as nearly as. I
can remember, ran thus :
‘When you read these lines I shall be
no more. Living, I am powerless to
avenge your wickedness to me; but If
there is a just God, my revenge will
reach you from the grave? I have
prayed unepasingy to be directed to a
retribution as awfu lBB the misery you
have brought upon me. My prayer has
been heard, and,mar* me, scoff as you
will in your skeptical conceit, It will
come to passl In, my dark hours of
doepairing agony, this is the vengeance
I have engendered, and which I will
execute. Bkom' the hour In which !
draw my last breath I will haunt you.
,”Fly to the furthermost extremetles of
the world; and my shadow shall still
pursue yon ; alone or in a-crowd, In the
darkness of.the night or in the bright
est sunshine, you shall khow ho mo
ment of your life iln. which I may not
stand before you. And least habit
Should, in time dull the horror of my
presence to your hard, godless spul, In
each visitation you shall behold the
progress of the corruption 1 of the'buried
body as It festers'ln the earth. ’As the
body is at the moment I stand before
you, in that guise shall you see me.—
And when the last stage is reached—
when the bones crumble into dust, then
shall thy earthly, career, clqse.. Fray,
then, If you can, that the tortures you
will endure in this life may mitigate
those prepared for yon in the next.’
Putting together the little informa
tion I gathered at various times, chiefly
through Mrs. Adams, I framed this
story : At Bonn there lived one Ade
line Sturm, a Burgomaster’s'daughter.
She was the beauty of the town, had
been educated far above her station,
and was aa notorious for her haughty
aud disdainful pride as for her personal
charms. All the yoiig men were madly
in love with her, but upon all she look
ed down With equal scorn. Karl Kor
ner was at that time w student at the
university, He, was a scion of a noble
faintly, strikingly handsome, heir to a
fine fortdne, and the most heartless lib
ertine in Bonn. The stories he was
continually heating of I his glri’s unim
pressible nature excited his pique, and
over a debauch he laid a heavy wager
With a fellow student that he would
win her love, degrade her pride, and
abandon her. lie succeeded too well
in all thathriproposed. Itwos an act
of monstroU| villainy; for he had not
even the excuse of passion' for accom
plishing Adeline’s ruin, while she loved
him with all the fervor of her proud,
powerful nature. Upon discovering the
conspiracy of which she had been made
the victim, she took poison. Frona that
time Korner' was, accursed; he wander'
ed from land to land, from one division'
of the globe to another, but nowhere
finding peace or rest.
Ai OLD STORY.
An American Governor was building
a house at bis plantation, and while di
recting hiSt workmen, noticed a lusty
Indian who, though the weather was
severely cold, was a naked as Well as an
Idle spectator.
‘Hark ye, Indian,’ said the Gover
nor, ‘why don’t you work aa these men
do and get clothes to coyer you 7’
‘And why you no work, Governor?’
replied the Indian.
‘I work,’ returned the Governor,
placing his finger upon his forehead,
‘with my head, and therefore need not
work with my hands.’
'Well,'replied the Indian; ‘and if T
would work, what have you for; mo to
to do?’
‘Go kill me a calf and I will give you
a shilling.’
.‘The fellow did so, and the Governor
asked him why he did not skin and
dress it.’
‘Calf dead, Governor,’ said the Indian
■give me another shilling and I will.’
This was complied with, and away
went the Indian to, an ale bouse with
his two shillings; he soon drank'one
in rum and then returned to the Gover
nor.
‘Your shilling bad; the man will not
take it.’
The Governor believed him and gave
him another ; but returning with the
second the Governor found that he was
a . rogue; nevertheless he exchanged
that too, reserving his punishment for
another opportunity.
To accomplish this he wrote a letter
to a friend,, at Boston to give the bearer
a sound whipping; and in-'a few days,
when the Indian came to stare at the
workmen, gave it to him saying :
‘lf you will carry this to Boston, and"
deliver it as directed, I will give you
half a crown.’
The Indian bowed assent, and set out
upon his journey, but had not proceed
ed far, before he met another Indian,
belonging to the Governor, to whom he
gave the letter, and told-him his mas
ter had sent him to meet with him, and
bade him to return with that letter to
Boston as fast as he cpuld. The poor
Indian carried it with great diligence,
and received a sound whipping for hia
pains.
. The other Indian came no more, blit
at a meeting with some of the nation,
the Governor saw his fellow among the
rest, and asked him very severely,
‘how he could dare to serve him such a
trick?’
The Indian looked him in the face,
placed his forefinger on his forhead, and
replied: -
‘Head work, Governor, head work 1’
A Youno Man op Means.—l arrived
in New York, a few days ago, and im
mediately took rooms at the Astor. I
have always made It a rule to have the
beat of everything, even if Tam obliged
to get trusted for it. I, hadn’t been at
the Astor but one day, when the clerk
brought me my bill.
. Ta It customary, ’ said I, ‘to pay by the
day?’
‘lt is with men of your stamp,’ he re
plled.
■ ‘What kind of a stamp do you take me
for ?’ said I. ’
•You'look like a two cent stamp,’ be
replied, very losuitlng. ‘You either pay
the bill or go out.’ ‘Have you got auy
money ?'said he, ' " ‘
•My estimable young friend,’! replied,
-‘you have probably heard of Ben Frank
lin,- long, deceased. That eminent phy
sician was at one time in triat proverb
line, and did s' very good business. He
said, among other things, that time was
money. Now, I haven't got any money,
hut as regards time, I am in affluent
circumstances, and 1 if you will, receipt
,thla bill, I will give you a check for as
much time as you think equivalent, and
throw you ln 8 OOU P , ° °f hours for your
trouble.-
He made qo reply, but from the fact
of tbe porter's coming up Immediately
after, removing my trunk to tbe side
walk, and bustling me out after it, I in
ferred that I wasn’t considered a finan
cial success.
I immediately called a haokmau, and
told him to take me to a Cheap but re;
speotable hotel. ‘And theobeapsr it Is 1 ’
I added, 'the more respeotabln I shall
consider It;'
He drove me to tbe Excelsior House,
and I told him I was under a great many
Obligations to bim, and If at any time I
could do him a favor, I should feel griev
ed if he didn't speak to me about It, for
my proud spirit spurns an obligation.
•If von don’t fork over them fifty cents,
air ’ said he, ‘there’ll be a funerul In your
family, and It wori’t. bo your wife, nor
one of your children.’
■But I'm busted,' said 1,. ‘lf.meeting
houses were selling two for a cent, I
could not buy even the handle of a con
tribution box.’ • .
. He swqre at me awfully, and said he
would have it out of my trunk, so he
burst It open.
But tbe contents of that trunk are far
from valuable, for I carry It filled with
sawdqst. It looks Just as respeotable,
and In an emergency of this kind is In
valuable,
IN THE JAWS OF DEATH.
F«Arftil (Vceno nt Frankford— A I.lon At*
tempU to Kill HU Tamer—'Tho M®n
not Expected to Live.
-About 5.30 o'clock on the Ist Inst,
another tragedy in O’Brien’s menage
rie occurred at Frankford. A lion tam
er named Joseph Whittle was nearly
torn !to pieces by a trick lion with
which he was performing at the time.
Whittle is connected with the estab
lishment in tho capacity of a lien tamer
and performer, owning himself.
A DEN OF TRICK LIONS.
Another lion is also connected with
the menagerie, owned by a man named
Conklin, and it was this one that did
the damage yesterday.
At 5.30 o’clock Whittle entered the
cage in which this latter lion was con
fined,- and began his training exercise
with him. "Onepnrt of the perform
ance consists of the thrilling spectacle
of the man inserting bis ■.
HEAD IN THE LION’S MOUTH>
Whittle essayed this and placed his
head between the jaws of the brute,
when suddenly the Hon uttered an
ominous growl and closed its Jaws up
on.the unfortunate man. He streamed
with agony and the blood spurted from
wounds and trickled from the' mouth
of the beast, who still maintained his
DEADLY GRASP.
Whittle used his performing whip
with all the energy left him, and lashed
the lion until it released its hold, and
slunk into a corner of, its den, where it
lay licking its lips and growling. By
this time another attache of the place
bad seized a fork, used in training
elephants, and. ran to Whittle’s assist
ance. This was the golden opportunity
for his escape, but
THE FEARLESS TRAINER;
with a reckless courage; determined to
conquer the brute or die, and advanc
ing upon him rained upon his bead a
shower of blows with his loaded whip.
For a while the Hon was cowed, but
suddenly lashed into a phrenzy by the
punishment he was suffering, he
launched himself into the air and bore
the trainer to the earth,
SEIZING HIM BV TEE THIGH,
and crushing his bones and flesh into a
jelly. The. man with the iron prong
goaded the animal and finally drove
him off the prostrate form of Whittle,
whom he then pulled from the cage
through an aperture covered' by a
sliding iron door. Whittle by this
time was insensible, and so
HORRIBLY, MANGLED
that he seemed scarcely alive. He was
put upon a litter and then to tne
nouse of Mr. O’Brien in the vicinity,
where at n late hour he was in a low
state. —Philadelphia Posit
A MIGHT OF HORROR.
Shortly after being comfortably settled
in my new house, along with Mrs. Spi
vius, business summoned me to the ru
ral districts.
I dispatched the aflalr in hand with
what speed f might, and, knowing that
Mrs. B. would bo on the tenter hooks of,
suspense until she saw mejumped aboard
a convenient train, and hurried home to
relieve her.
ft was right when I again reached
dulce domum. There, was something so
provocative In the darkness and utter
quiet in which I found the premises that
I determined to give lovey a surprise ;
hut Nature, appealing to me on a vital
polut, I dropped Into the dining-room
with the view of refreshing myself with
a bit of cold.joint by way of preliminary.
Striking a light, I found that my
wants bad been anticipated, f#r there on
the.table lay the remains of a repast
breast of chicken, cakes, cheese, and
whatnot. Being sharp set, I pitched in
a glass of old port materially assisting the
process of digestion.
All at once my eye caught sight, of a
meerschaum upon the mantle. Now there
is nothing very, alarming In a meer
schaum perse, but when tbe meerschaum
Is the -property of a stranger, arid is
found upon one’s own premises during
bis absence, it becomes Invested with an
importance which It could derive from
no other circumstance. There was also
a paper of Turkish tobacco. ‘The follow
has taste, at all events,’ said I, and I
filled and smoked, drank a bumper, and
cogitated.
Now Marla knows I am not In the
least bit jealous; knows It bad never en
tered my head to suspect her of an im
prudence; but this, to say the least of It,
bad.a very suspicious look. X drank
again. Yeti protest I was not at all
jealous. At that moment I started and
sprang from my seat as If at the touch of '
an eleOtrlo battery, for on the settee in
tbe corner lay an impudent looking hat
arid cane, and even a pair of gloves! To
smash tbe bat into emltberens, to tear
tbe gloves luto fragments, to snap tbe
cane into flinders, was tbe work of a mo
ment. I took another bumper, and
folding my arms, glared majestically
around. Not that I was - jealous! Oh,
dear, no!
. I was resuming my seat, and pipe, to
cogitate over a conjee of procedure, when
I received another ebook. My eye had
alighted upon a note which bad fallen
beneath the table. It was in a feminine
hand. ‘Dear Charlie 1' It ran, ‘l’m so
glad you've arrived. Sammy's away.—
Don’t stand upon ceremony. We’ll have
such a nice time I Cold lunch and agree
able. Come over at once.’
Sammy’s my name. ‘Perfidious wo
man I It Is thus—'
And rip went tbe odious missive Into
a dozen pieces. ~ There was a rose, which
had, no doubt, been In hia buttonhole, I
suppose I I threw that In the fire, after
tramping on It. I fortified myself with
another glass, took off my stockings, and
atarted up atairs. On tbe way I stum
bled over a strange cat In tbe kitchen.
In my ascent I suppose I must have
made some noise, for -a strange dog set
up a furious yell In tbe back area. It may
be as well to go prepared for contingen
cies, I reflected, os I re-entered tbe psr
lor with a view to possessing myself of
the poker. - Dark as it was, I secured the
desired object, and was retreating when
I fancied somebody came In on tip-toe.
Holding my breath, x dodged past bim,
and crept up tbe atalra like a thief, not
that I was at all jealous, but only to see
VOL 58.-N0.44.
what was going on. After a pause, dur
ing which 1 could count the beatings of
my heart,.l Irlei the b^d-room -door- If
was not looked, and all was dark with
in. A gentle snore—not a rough, exas
perating, reckless thing, but more of a
musical moan came from the bed.
■She is asleep,’ mused I; 'the sleep of
the virtuous; and what I thought the step
of a stranger’s toss was the tread of tbat
cat. Pobr, dear Mafia 1.- How could Iso
wrong you ?’ 1 disrobed and slipped in
to bed.
'Charlie, how long you have been !’
said a feminine voice.
Qraoious goodness I It was that of a
stranger. A cold perspiration broke out
all over me aa I reflected upon the hor
rors of my situation. The house I had
purchased was one of a pair which bad
been built exactly alike, and, coming
fatigued and sleepy direct from the cars,
I must have entered my neighbor’s
mahslon Instead of my own!
I bounced out upon the floor.
■Excuse me, dear,’ I whispered; ‘I
thto'fe f y hear burglars.'
‘WhatT agfiig? I think you must bo
mistaken, ’ '•
‘I’M go ami 860, v said I;' and, "hud
dling on something, I groped my way to
the stain, descended them, with a cold
feeling all the way down my back, and
crept Into the basement. There I made
another appalling discovery. The clothes
I had put on were somebody else’s, and
not my own I
Safe on the side-walk, I glanced up at
the house from which I bad Just escaped,
thinking bow I should manage to re-'
turn the borrowed toggery. .
And it was my. house after al 11
Resolved on an .explanation, I rang
the bell boldly. I heard the tip, tlppety,
tip of a pair, of well-known feet, and was
at once in the arms of Mn. Splvins.
‘Why; don’t you remember, Sammy,’,
she said in reply to my Interrogatories,
‘I told yen brother Charles was Coming'
from the country with bis new wife,' io
pass a few days with us. I have given
up our own bedroom to them, and Ms
lucky you rang.’
And the note to Charlie was sufficient
ly explained.
I have only to add that the dog and
cal were presents, and also the pipe,
which I might have ascertained if I had
glanced at the inscription.
I will never be Jealous again.
COCJfTIPTG TWtNTT.FIVE.
VTow the Wife of n Ftlca Editor Curbed
Ills Ijiiauroruable Temper.
I found the cherished face of "Maria
Ann wreathed in smiles, the other
evening, when I returned from my
arduous daily toil. 1 am engaged ns
standing man at a saloon, So many
cand idiites are treating, that the saloon
keeper hires six of us to be treated. We
all drink with every candidate that
comes in, and It makes business pretty
brisk.
Said ray chosen one:
“Joshua, X am afraid you do not
always And me gn angel in disposi
tion.”
Bald I “(lint's so—hie—ray dear, I
don’t seldom find you 'nangei, In—io
anything.”
“And,” she added, “you are not,
alwavs the must pleasant man in the
world.’.
I did not feel called on to reply.
“Now,” said she, “read that ” :
Hho had cut an item from the col
urans of some paper wherein a deter
mined writer told about some impossi
ble woman who, t being troubled with
a bad temper, counting tweuty-flve
every time she got provoked,'and thus
became a sweet, amiable, and- dearly
loved ornament of the house.of her
delightful husband. I read the article
as- well as the condition of my head
would allow, and remarked “bosh.”
Marin Ann paid no attention to me,
but unfolded her plan. She said that
every time I got mad I should count
twenty-five, and every time she got
mad she would count twenty-five; I
asked her who she thought would pay
our rent while we sat and counted
twenty-five, over and over all day
long. Then she said I was always
. raising objections to her plans for our
mutual improvement, and 1 said 1 was
not, and she said I was enough to try
the patience of a saint, and I said .1
was too, and she came for me, and. I
told her to count twenty-five;, but she
forgot ail about that, and .Just tallied
one in my left eye.
/Then 1 was going to remonstrate
with the poker, and she told me. to count
tweuty-flve and I said 1 would' not;
but X did before she had pulled more
than half my hair out. Then she made
me count twenty-five over,-and over
again, until I was out of breath, and
felt real pleasant and good natured.
So we went to snpper. Now, the cat
was curled up in my chair; but I did
not see it until! I sat down; and I did
not see it then, but I was pretty sure’it
was there, in fact I knew-it Was there:
os well as I wanted to, and more too,;X
felt inclined to rise'up suddenly, but as
I gathered to spring, she branished the
tea pot and murmured:
“Joshua, your temper is rising; count
twenty-five, or I will break your
head,” and the cat was drawing a map
of the Tenth ward with her ; claws
around behind me with the streets and
boundaries marked in my blood.: X
rose to explain, and said i
“My dear, I—” but she caromed on,
my head with a tea cup, and sprinkled
my face with a quart of hot tea, and 1
sat down and counted twenty-five, but
it killed the cat. The old fellow died
hard, though, and I could feel him set
tle as his nine lives went out one by
one.
A few days’ practice at this rule, un
der the loving' instruction of. Marla
Ann bos enabled me to aonquer my
temper completely. Nobody can get
me mad now, and I am in a state of
perpetual calm, and I want to see the
man that wrote that story; I want,to
fit him for the hands of an undertaker,
and make a demand for mourning
goods among his friends.' Then I can
die happy—counting twenty-five.
A poultry riddlemoker asks:—
‘Why is a hen immortal ?’ and an
-wers, 'because her son never sits.’
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REMimSCUCE OIAI OLD IMHVIIIi 111.
The following amusing reminiscence,
connected with the history of a famous
Nashville hosllery that was numbered
among the institutions of the past long
years before' the' war, is told by the
Franklin Review and Journal, which
says that the principal actors are still
living:
■ ‘.While the old Inn stood on the
square in Nashville it wasthe favorite
hotel of the traveling public. On one
occasion, among the guests there as
sembled were Harvey H—, frbn Wil*
liamson county, John Q—-, from
Maury county, inthpate friends, and
both convivial in,.their temperament.
They had imbibed' freely of spirits, and
were in that ‘happy condition in which
they considered the world all their own*
and were rathernoisy in thelr demon--
strations. Some of the visitors com
plained of their noise, and the propria
tor, after some persuasion. Indue’-** the
gentlemen to retire to bed. Ho conduc J
tgd them to thelrrodor.'SaW'them safely
. good ai^?tfrii-cliijasx,hed,
they slept, S Q
which, «*#«& g,
fr 6
by cords, ujßnto®rTa§ljgfill&Sgug j~ =
■ing them J|
floor. EverythiqgS|j§3»(#%B grftfctJyS S 8
the gentlemen sleeping roi^dSjEpi&ijgl * S
or % o’clock in the morn g! a, £ g
G—, who was sleeping whgad, g
out to his friend: i-jus §§3S§ ** **
•Harvey get me the g |
er is on the table there imlth'r'cSrnocS S"S Je
‘Harvey demurred a llttlepfaPt finally
yielding to earnest solicitations, he
threw himself out of bed,, in the pitch
darkness of the room, to the floor
beneath. He was unprepared fora leap,
and the shock of the fall.surprised him.
Instantly he conjectured that he had
fallen down stairs, perhaps through a'
trap door, so he got down on his bands
and, knees and commenced groping
about to'find some means of ascent to
the room above. The delay,occasioned
by these movements' Was torture to
John, who was parched up with thirst.
So he called out, in language more pro
fane than polite t '
‘Harvey, what are yon doing 7’
•The answer came from the depths
below: . '
‘Johnl I fell down stairs,, and can’t
find the steps to get up agaim’.
‘Well; must I come down there to‘
show yon the way up'.’* 1 '
‘I wish you would, John, for I can’t
find the steps.’’ *
‘John, thoroughly Vexed : at his
frlond’s'stupidity, sprang’ out of bed,
when lo 1, he too, went whirling thro’
the air into. the distance. below, and
soon found himself-sprawling on the
floor beside his companion,'
‘Harvey, X felldown the.stairs my _
seif,’was the. exclamation. -
‘Then the two commenced'a search ■
for the staircase, a ladder, .anything to
enable them. to...get, out of - this deep
abyss. Round and round they went
upon their bands and knees. They found
a table, upon .which .they discovered a
pitcherof water. Quencbing'their thirst
they resumed . their . search. Their
clothing had deen deposited on the foot
of the bed, so this was, beyond their
reach, and-the weather wasin tensely
cold. They must '.keep moving or
freeze. The weary round was kept up
until the gray dawn began to streak the
east, when Hmy, fuepr.tfineii, JJielr true
condition., Stealthily thoy,lowered the
bed, hastily donned their clothing, and
only remained long enough to pay their
bill to the night clerk, when) mounting
their horses, they made tracks for
home.’
REMINISOERSE OF CHIEF JUSTICE MARSHALL.
In the winter 0f1832, when iSturnlng
from a trip, through the: (Southern
Statea, by the way of Biohttpmd and
Fredericksburg, we, took: the steamboat
f>r Washington. . At; that time there
were none of the modern
tions of . state-rooms, but fjj/j, berths
were all open and ranged the
main cabin, it was the; t£gje of re
assembling of Congress ojj.,yjs Christ
mas holiday vacation., the
passengers were Chief,JuaJjgiJtfarshall,
Mr. Bandolph, 3. S.„ Bjjbour, and
other members of Vir
gina and other sbuthernj(ta|^,
We arrived at the, Wash
ington very .eariy l'n .tljggSgpKjilng, be
fore daylight, As pawned,
not being disposed toj I
turned out of my
to walk to the city, ahouf* mile and
a half from the landing,.. Lmthn oppo
site side, of the eabinT were Chief
Justice Marshall
The Chief Justibe preparing
for a walk, got out j as he
arose, Bandolph ; i«maajr‘ Judge,
what, are yeti'up dl^Hs*f 7 'Xt is only
4 o’clock,' and you’il’flJlSwf&riVoyance
at this hour.’'' idi bsaJi ogu
‘That’s true,’ roBft!^ o ftiß , jSfief Jus
tice, ‘but ! don’t Tn^riSTo.op.beat by
this young man, Jes Jta to rise
early and waltf 1
propose to join nfy young Wend and
walk to the clty?* 3 ‘ Ji: ®“
I • well of
his dress, iniiort,M Sl >J#h long
blue worsted was as
gonial in his con '
versing »Pon
common-place HoglS, ut the
BllßhtotairA¥fA S r%^y, fllAl? lt nni
versally ““HMltowriaot
On one occasion while prejijdj|ng over
the Supreme .yonjf trial o*
a case iy a
young po h
thoelemenKry Bfri (aid
down byTmciflioi .lea
s»p ” h ”
*
advocatt' ? fcy li ttk )re iy
romind*tfi{i yb'hng" m , U rt
must bo • pfeliwySf* ime
thing.’