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I'M COMING HOME TO DIE, !MTGE&
Unwelcome winds are sighing,
Within this distant West,
And wrapt in pain I'm lying
With Vision broken rest.
I often dream thy bosom
Is pillowing my head,
And wake to find illusion
Has gathered round my bed
Bat starting from my dreaming,
I check the rising sigh,
For I'm coming home to die, mother,
Coming home to die.
I long to see thee, mother,
And kiss thy dear, old cheek,
1. feel there is no other
With whom I Irish to speak ;
No heart has half such kindness,
No voice such music's flow,
Why did I in my blindness
Cause you a moment's woe?
I know you've mourned me often,
But wipe the glistening eye,
For I'm coming home to die, mother,
Coming home to die.
Tell father that I wish him
To mark the spot for me,
Where Looloo used to kiss him,
And sing the Forest glee;
'Tis where the wild red roses
Perfume the summer air—
And when the life-scene closes,
Lay roving Alland there;
0 let the spot be lonely,
And hid from passers by,
For I'm coming home to die, mother,
Coming home to die.
My memory is clinging
To childhood's sunny hours,
And Looloo's voice seems ringing
Amidst the garden flowers ;
The moments seem to lengthen
As starting time draws near,
And hope begins to strengthen
With thought of leaving here.
So let the heart be gladden'd,
Our meeting hour is nigh,
For I'm coming home to die, mother,
Coming home to die.
THE VILLAGE BEAUTY.
The glowing tint of Tropic eve,
Burns in her radiant cheek,
And we know that her voice is rich and low,
Though we never have heard her speak ;
So full are those gracious eyes of light,
That the blissful flood runs o'er,
And wherever her tranquil pathway tends
A glory flits on before.
0 very grand are the city belles,
Of a brilliant and stately mien,
As they walk the steps of the languid dance,
And flirt in the pause between ;
And beneath the boughs of the hoary oak.
When the minstrel fountains play,
I think that the artless village girl
Is sweeter by far than they.
0! very grand are the city belles,
But their hearts are worn away
By the keen-edged world, and their lives have lost
The beauty and mirth of May ;
They move, where the sun and the starry dews
Reign not; they aro haughty and bold, •
And they do not shrink from the cursed mart,
Where Faith is the slave of Gold.
But the starry dews and the genial sun
Have gladdened her guileless youth,
And her brow is bright with the flush of hope,
Her soul with the seal of truth ;
Her steps are beautiful on the hills
As the steps of an Orient morn,
And Ruth was never more fair to see
1' the midst of the Autumn corn.
THE BANK NOTE.
You would scarcely think I had been
in the State's Prison, would you ?'
In the State's Prison ?' I echoed.
Oh ! of course you mean as a visitor,'
and I felicitated myself that my good-hu
mored host had not sold' me.
'No; I mean as a convict.'
AB a convict V I echoed again, drop
ping my pipe in amazement. Impossible.'
True, neverthless'
Mrs. Elmore raised her eyes from her
knitting, and looked at her husband and
then at me, with a sort of sad smile, that
seemed to say : True, every word of it.'
. Mr. Elmore was a planter living near
Natchez, in Mississippi, and I, fancying
myself an artist, at that time staying at
his house, ostensibly engaged in painting a
portrait of his daughter Annette, a fair
young beauty of seventeen.
True, my stay had already been longer
than was strictly necessary for purposes of
painting, but for reasons which will appear
more fully hereafter, I still lingered on
the plantation an honored guest. And
often, in the calm autumn evening, we
would all sit together on the verandah, and
talk for hours in a home-like, old-fashion
ed way, under the shadow of the clinging
vine.
In the State's Prison as a convict !'
I repeated, after a pause, inwardly won
dering how it could be possible that the
mild, benevolent old gentleman ooald have
ever been so abused.
Perhaps you would like to know how
it happened V he said, inquiringly.
Most certainly, if you are willing to
narrate it.'
g I have never spoken of it since I have
been here, but if you will listen to-night
to an old man's babbling, I will tell you
the story.'
We replenished our pipes, settled our
selves in our seats, and just when the sun
went out of sight the old man began his
story.
Forty years ago, to-day, I was twenty
one years old, and, improbable as it may
seem, I was practicing law in the city of
Boston. Or rather, I was sitting in my
office waiting to practice. My father, who
had died when I was but a boy, had been
a lawyer, before me, and it was my ambi
tion always to be like him as I, dimly re
membered him,and as my mother described
him.
At that time my mother and myself were
living together in a little house at Rox
bury, and I had just begun to see some
prospect of success in my business.
There was an acquaintance of mine,
Louis Milton by name, at that time cashier
in one of the city banks.
Circumstances bad thrown us much to
gether, and we bad grown to be very good
friends, so much so that he had often
spoken to me of a certain Mary Marshall,
whom he was 'accustomed to regard as his
future wife ; the contract, for such only it
was called, having been entered into years
before by their parents.
Weston Marshall was a wealthy importer,
and the elder Milton chief owner of the
bank in which Louis was oashier. Both
were wealthy, and both were aristocratic,
and hence the foundation of the contract.
I had never seen her, and never thoUght
of her but when he spoke of her little
dreaming that she would one day indirect
ly effect a thorough change in my whole
life. But I must not anticipate.
I shall never forget one snowy night,
the first time .1 ever saw her. Some the
atrical celebrity was starring' at one of
the )3 °atm: theatres, and. Louis and myself,
-
happening - together in the' evening, strolled
to the play. In one of the intervals
between the acts, Louis turned to me and
asked :
'Have you ever seen Mary I'
I answered that I had never had that
pleasure.
Do you see,' he said, directing my at
tention to a remote part of the house,
that yoing lady dressed in purple, with
damask plumes in her hat
I replied that I did.
Well, that's Mary.'
Placed as we then were, in the glaring
light I could see little beyond the particu
lars of dress he had remarked ; but the
chances of the crowd, aswe left the theatre,
brought me quite near her, and I thought
then, and I think now, that I bad never
looked into a pair of deeper or more heart
fall eyes. But we passed on chattering
pleasantly together of indifferent things,
and that night I slept as sound and dream
less a sleep as if there were never a woman
in Christendom.
Mayhap you have noticed, if you have
what people call an ear for music,' you
certainly have—that you may listen to a
piece of music which shall strike you as
being peculiarly beautiful, and go away,
and one hour afterward you could not re
call, so as to articulate a single word of it,
though your life depended on so doing.
And yet, days afterward, when you least
expect it, you shall catch yourself hum
ming strain after strain, as easily as if you
had known them from childhood ; and in
truth it shall seem more like an echo of
something with which you had long ago'
been familiar, than the acquisiton of some
thing entirely new.
Just so was it to me with Miry Marsh
all's eyes. I do not think I thought of them
for weeks after that night at the theatre,
until one morning I was walking into my
office, thinking of declarations,' not in
love, but in law, when her image started
out in memory with more than the distinct
ness of most familiar faces. I cannot ex
plain why this should be so, any more than
I can explain why it is that at occasional
periods in every man's life there flashes
across his mind, with a sort of curdling
shudder, a shadowy consciousness of hav
ing seen and heard all that is then passing,
at some remote point of the illimitable
past. I only know that both are true.
The causes of and the deductions from, I
leave to profounder speculators.
Once having presented itself, it seemed
determined not to be exorcised, and it
maintained its position during the entire
morning, pertinaciously returning to the
attack whenever displaced for a moment
by assiduous application to the perusal of
Coke upon Lyttleton.'
In the afternoon of the same day I was
passing slowly down Tremont Street.
There had been a warm sun for some days.
and the snow was disappearing. Now and
then, where it was drifted on the roofs, the
dampening of the slates occasioned it to
lip from its position, and it descended
in minatnre avalanches into the street
below, sometimes carrying with it frag
ments of ice, which, from. the last night's
freezing, were clinging to the eves.
Suddenly one of these slides' deluged
me with snow, and a lady, who had been
walking just before me for some distance,
was knocked down by a fragment of ice.
Of course, my first impulse was to raise
and carry her into the nearest shop; my
next to inquire if she was at all injured.
But the motion of carrying commenced the
work of reanimation, and the restorative
produced by some ladies present in the
shop, soon completed it, and the same
eyes I had seen at the theatre again met
my own.
It would be useless to detail to you how
it happened that I called a carriage and ac
companied her to her father's house ;
or how a pleasant acquaintance sprang out
of that chance service ; of a thousand other
things you can as well imagine.
Let it be enough to tell you, what I
suppose you already anticipate, that a
friendship soon grew up between us, which,
long before the blossoms of the following
spring had ripened into acknowledged love,
and that all unheeding any obstacles which
might be set up between us, we were as
happy as summer birds.
For some years previous to this time,
little—nay nothing—had been said by any
party in regard to the contract long before
entered into between the parents of Louis
and Mary ; and the latter, whose gay
heart had scarcely given a thought until
she met with me now began to hope that
it had been forgotten, or at least, abandon
by tacit consent. But causes which I will
briefly allude to soon brought it to re
membrance.
For several months both the houses of
Marshall and Milton, in common with a ma
jor part of the commercial community, had
been dipping largely into 'extravagant
speculation, and had been losers to an
alarming extent, though neither knew
of the other's danger, and both retained
their reputation for wealth. Under these
circumstances, each looked to the consum
mation of this contract of marriage as the
most available means of avoiding bank -
ruptcy ; and accordingly Louis pressed his
suit urgently, and Marshall aided him with
all his powers of persuasion. I was poor,
and Marshall was a—in short, it would
have been worse than useless for me to
have spoken then.
And so the time had gone forward into
the summer, and one afternoon accidental
ly brought Mary and myself together in
one of the city bookstores. While there
chatting over the books, I purchased one of
them, and gave it to her, paying for it with
a bank note of some large denomination.
And now, let me hasten over a portion of
my life which can give you little pleasure in
the hearing, and is certainly bitter in mem
ory.
The next morning I was arrested,
charged with having uttered counterfeit
money. I need not tell you . that I was as
tonished. I knew not which way to turn,
or what to say. There was the bill I had
passed the day before, with tho word
counterfeit' written across the face by
Louis Milton, who, in entire ignorance of
the fact that I had passed it, had thrown
it out when presented for deposit. I could
not deny having given it, and even if it
could have been of any avail, 1 was unable
to say whether it was counterfeit or not.
Some old enmity against my father prompt
ed the proprietor of the bookstore to a
vindictive prosecution of the charge ; and
bitterly was he revenged ; for my convic
tion, which followed close upon my arrest,
killed my poor mother.'
The old man's vOse trembled, and paus
ing, he nervously . lititioked the' ashes from
"THAT 001INTBY 18 Tall MOOT PROBPIROUB warn LABOR 00XILAND8 THR GRUM= RZWAILD."—BUCHAHAN.
LANCASTER CITY, PA., TUESDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 12, 1861.
his pipe. I turned away my faoe, and in
the sight of the stars only, 1 brushed away
the tears that would come in spite of me.
Well the trial came on. I did all I
thought I could, but I could not deny that
I had given the note. It seemed that
there could be no doubt of its spuriousness,
and the prosecution was pressed with sin
gular vindictiveness. I was convicted and
sentenced to imprisonment in the State's
Prison. To be an innocent man in the
sight of God, shut oat from all I held dear
in life ; deprived of that birthright of hu
manity, liberty; my name rendered infa
mous, as I thought, forever; is it any
wonder that I sometimes prayed for death
to terminate my suffering '1 Her utter hope
lessness of agony under that terrible trial,
no human tongue can tell.'
The old man's tone grew tremulous again,
and Mrs. Elmore, as I had done before,
turned her face toward the slow-marching
stars. •
Meantime the great world out—
side my prison-house moved on unheeding.
Pecuniary pressure gradually tightened
around both Marshall and Milton, until
each felt that the last hope lay in the union
of Louis and Mary. How fallacious was
that hope the sequel showed cut too soon.,
Mr. Marshall had long since ceased en
deavoring to persuade his daughter to this
step, and had tried commands. Both means
failed entirely, and he now resorted to en
treaty. He faithfully represented to her
the condition of his affairs, and urged her
to save him from ruin and disgrace by mar
rying the son of the rich banker.
Startled at the prospect of her father's
impending penury, so vividly set before
her ; utterly desolate at heart ; feeling
keenly that all her hopes of happiness were
wrecked entirely and forever, she finally
yielded, a martyr as she thought, to her
father's good; and they were married.
Alas ! how vain the sacrifice! Within a
week after their marriage mutual explana
tions disclosed the truth, and both houses
failed the same day. Twenty-four hours
thereafter, found Marshall dead. Poison,
self-administered, was suspected, but the
truth is not known to this day. Louis
Milton, giving way under the magnitude
of the temptation of dishonesty, gathered
together all he could of the scattered rem
nants of both fortunes, regardless of his
father or his creditors, and departed sud
denly, carrying with him his humbled and
sorrowing wife.
The commercial world was startled for
a moment by the failures ; but in a few
brief weeks the thing was almost forgotten,
save by those who suffered immediate
loss.
All these things I learned long after
ward. It would profit nothing to detail to
you the weary and humiliating routine of
my prison life. Let me pass to the close.
I had been shut out from the world
nearly two years, and one evening was
sitting on the bed in my solitary cell,
dreamingly wandering among the gardens
of memory.' Sorrowful enough is this, even
to him to whom time has brought no shadow
of disgrace—who, while he looks into the
irrevocable long ago,' dozes beside his
fireside, surrounded by those who love him,
and those he loves. Who shall say how
many grim forms of unpretended error'
look out from its shadow upon even the hap
piest man 3 How much less, then, shall any
tongue tell how bitter it was to look into
the past, to me, who, while yet young, had
seen my name stained with foulest dishonor,
all my dearest hopes—even in their broad
est noon blotted into instant night.
And so I was sitting, in the glowing
gloom of that autumn evening, mentally
living over again the days that were gone,
when the door opened, and the turnkey,
accompanied by two or three gentlemen,
entered the cell. One of the gentlemen
I recognized as having been the prosecu
ting attorney upon my trial; the other I
did not know.'
This is the man, Mr. Crampton,' said li
the turnkey.
I rose and bowed stiffly.
My dear, Elmore,' said the attorney,
frankly extending his hand, let me con
gratulate you upon your restoration to life,
liberty, and the pursuits of happiness, as
the ancients have it. You are from this
moment free to wander whithersoever you
choose. Come, let us go forth into the
open air ; it makes me feel anguish here.'
I was completely bewildered, and suffer
ing myself to be led without a word, before
I could collect myself to ask the reason of
this unexpected proceeding, I found myself
once more under the light of God's blessed
stars, accompanied by, or rather being
dragged by the good natured old lawyer.
And what was the reason you ask. Simply
this. The note, for the uttering of which
I had been imprisoned, was the issue of a
country bank, and since my trial, had re
mained in the hands of Mr. Crampton the
attorney. A short time previous to my
release, Mr. Wilson, the gentleman who
accompanied Mr. Crampton to the prima,
and president of the bank whence the tie tA
was issued, being in Boston, was sitting
Crampton's office when some casual v.,"
recalled to the memory of the latter, the
circumstances attending my conviction.
From more curiosity he showed the note
to Wilson, and he to Crampton's astonish
ment, pronounced it genuine.
And so I had been guilty of no crime
either in thought or deed. But where was
the redress? What redress could there
be for a mother murdered and a name dis
honored ?
You need not be told my reasons for
quiting Boston forever. I came here after
many wanderings, and to this day, no soul
there knows but I am dead'
Once more the old man paused, re
lighted his pipe, and in a more cheerful
tone continued his story.
I had lived here with an old negro
woman for housekeeper for nearly four
years, when an unaccountable desire
prompted me to visit New Orleans. There
was no reason why I should either go cr
stay, except my own inclination ; and so
I ran down to the bank hailed the first
boat bound downward, and took passage
for the city.
It was a hot but beautiful day in May
when the White Cloud swung out into the
current, and steamed gallantly down the
The heat was tempered by a strong
breeze from the South, before -which small
fleecy clouds, that seemed almost melting
into the distant blue, scudded like fairy
barges, swiftly to the northward. Always
silent and abstracted, I was that day un
usually thoughtful. I remember I sat all
day on the guards, to all appearances
looking at the banks of the river, really
looking dreamily into iny'oviiihimit history,
with that sort of pleasant sadness which
every meditative man so often feels ; that
partial losing of one's present conscious
ness in the cloudy living over again the
pleasantness of years ago.'
Late in the afternoon the sun disap
peared behind a mass of leaden clouds,
gilding its volumed verge with a line of
dazzling light. The wind ceased entirely,
a stifling coolness crept through the at
mosphere; and to an eye at all weather
wise, it was evident that the armies of the
air were mustering for a conflict. By and
by the thunder, which, like the artillery of
a distant battle-field, had swelled near and
more near ; the lightning—fierce spirit of
the storm—leaped from the bosom of the
°loud, and waved its flaming banner in ad
vance ; a few large drops which in the op
pressive stillness sounded like a shower of
shot clattered upon the deck ; and then,
with all the din of a summer tempest, the
elemental battle whirled around us.
For more than three hours the storm
raged with unabated fury and even when
its fiercest rush had swept away to the
east the rain poured down in steady
torrents, and except for an occasional pale
flash of lightning the night was intensely
dark. Daring the whole of the first half
of the night I felt no inclination to sleep.
I rather felt as if I could not sleep should
I try ever so earnestly, and at nearly two
o'clock in the morning 1 was standing at
one of the glass doors of the social hall.
Ido not know how long I stood there : I
only know that I alone of all the passen
gers was waking, and except for the escap
ing steam, there was no sound on board.
Suddenly I was aroused by loud shouting
without, followed in quick succession by
the hurried trampling of feet, and a crash
ing shock, that made the vessel tremble to
her keel As 1 gained the deck, the air
was filled with loud screams and agonized
cries for help. The next moment the rosin
torches of the boat flashed their red light
upon the darkness, and there, close before
us lay a disabled steamer, sinking rapidly.
In the thick darkness the eye could not
properly measure the distance, and in a
rash attempt to cross the course of the
White Cloud, she had bean oat far below
the water-line.
I had not dwelt so long upon the river's
bank without familiarizing myself with the
use of an oar, and with the aid of two or
three of the first who recovered their self
possession, I launched one of the steamer's
boats and pushed off to the assistance of
those who were struggling in the water. I
shall never forget the faces I saw that
night, and I shudder now as I recall their
looks of despairing supplication as the
turbid waters closed over them forever,
within sight, almost within reach of helping
hands.
I was standing upon the bow of the
boat as we were returning slowly from a
long circuit around the sunken steamer,
when I saw before the gleam of a white
garment upon the water, and a faint bub
bling call for help reached our ears. The
boat shot forward under the impulses of
the rowers, but the object was gone. We
were just turning to leave the spot, when
the water parted again below us, and the
glare of torches shone upon an upturned
female face. I needed no second glance;
my heart leaped into my throat, and with
a spring that carried me far over the
boat's side, I grasped the white figure with
trembling fingers, and supported it until
strong arms in the boat lifted us from the
water.
The next evening, Mary Marshall—l
could not call her Mary Milton—and I sat
together in New Orleans and talked hour
after hour.
Let me make my story brief.
They had gone directly from Boston to
New Orleans, where Louis soon obtained
employment as book-keeper in one of the
banks of that city. Bat the loss of his
wealth and position had completely oast
down his weak spirit. He fell into the
habit of drunkenness, was rarely at home,
sometimes leaving her in their boarding
house for days together. He entertained
an insane hope of regaining his wealth at
the gaming table, and within twelve months
from their marriage he was brought home
dead, stabbed in a drunken brawl in one
the gambling hells of the city. Fortunate
ly for Mary, she had gained the affection
and esteem of the wife of the president of
the bank where Louis had been employed,
and now offered her a home ostensibly as
teacher of music for her daughter. And
here she had been ever since, meeting with
nothing but kindness, and contented with
her lot. She was accompanying the family
on a Northern tour when the accident oc
curred which brought us together.
g More than thirty years,' solemnly con
tinued the old man, after a pause, have
rolled away, and never since then, for a
single day have Mary and I been parted.'
Mrs. Elmore rose softly from her chair,
and kneeling beside her husband, hid her
facie in his bosom and sobbed like a child.
Silently I walked down the pathway,
and leaning upon the rustic gate, looked
far down where the light of the now risen
moon slept upon the water, and listened to
the night wind as it whispered softly to the
slumbering flowers. Presently I felt,
rather than heard a light step behind me.
.& little white hand was laid lovingly upon
my shoulder, I passed my arm lovingly
around a yielding figure, and then, with
spirits that melted into each other, and in
that blissful hour lived but as one essence,
Annette and I stood dreaming under the
silent stars, until the old man's voice said:
' Come, children, it is late.'
That little hand is not so fair and plump
now as then, and the frosts of age are be
ginning to silver my hair, but still the
quiet autumn evenings often find ns stand
ing at the rustic gate. The same river
flows unchangingly at our feet, and An
nette and I are as perfectly one spirit now
as then.
AN EXPESSIVE PRAYER"--AS a speci
men of g patriotic prayer,' we send you a
portion of one made to-day in one of onr
churches, in the presence of a large congre
gation, by a gentleman of reputed credita
ble attainments, both literary and moral :
Oh, Lord, had the East done as well
as the. Hoosier State in furnishing men to
put down this rebellion, we would not be
under the necessity of calling on. Thee.'
If you had, on the same occasion—the
observance of the President's Fast Day—
anything more directly to the point, we
petition for the report.—Cincinnati 'Ga
zette.
U - When does a farmer eat with great
ritleness towards his coin Wheit he pulls
its ears.
JENA AND AUERSTADT.
BY JOHN S. O. ABBOTT
In the year 1806 England, Russia and
Prussia formed a new coalition against
France. Prussia commenced the cam
paign, by invading Saxony with an army
of 200,000 men, under the command of
Frederic William, the Prussian King.—
Alexander of Russia, with an equal army,
was pressing down through the wilds of
Poland, to unite in the march upon Paris.
England co-operated with her invincible
fleet, and with profuse expenditures from
her inexhaustible treasury.
The Emperor was greatly annoyed by
this unprovoked attack, which thwarted all
his plans for developing'the industrial re—
sources of France. He shut himself up
for forty-eight hours to arrange the details
of the campaign, and immediately dictated
two hundred letters, all of which still
remain the monument of his energy and
sagacity. In six days the whole imperial
guard was transported from Paris to the
Rhine. They traveled by post sixty miles
a day. On the. 24th of September Napol—
eon, at midnight, entered his carriage at
the Tuileries, to join the army. His part
ing words to the Senate were :
In so just a war, which,we have not
provoked by any act, by any pretence, the
true cause of which it would be impossible
to assign, and where we only take arms to
defend ourselves, we depend entirely upon
the support of the laws, and upon that of
the people, whom circumstances call upon
to give fresh proofs of their devotion and
courage.'
Placing himself at the head of his army,
by a series of skilful manoeuvres he threw
his whole force into the rear of the Prus—
sians, cutting them off from their supplies,
and from all possibility of retreat. Being
thus sure of victory, he wrote as follows to
the King of Prussia :
SIRE, MY BROTHER —I am in the heart
of Saxony. My strength is such that your
forces cannot balance the victory. But
why shed so much blood ? why make our
subjects slay each other? Ido not prize
victory purchased by the lives of so many
of my children. If I were just commenc
ing my military career, and if I had any
reason to fear the chanceirof war, this lan
guage would be wholly misplaced. Sire,
your majesty will be vanquished. At
present you are uninjured, and may treat
with me in a manner, conformable with
your rank. Before a month is passed, you
will treat in a different position. lam
aware that in thus writing I may irritate
that sensibility which naturally belongs to
every sovereign. But circumstances de—
mand that I should use no concealment.—
I implore your majesty to view, in this
letter, nothing but the desire I have to
spare the effusion of human blood. Sire,
my brother, I pray God that He may have
you in His worthy and holy keeping.'
To this letter no reply was returned.—
In two days from this time the advance
guard of the French mot the Prussians,
strongly entrenched upon the plains of
Jena and Auerstadt. It was the evening
of the 13th of October. The sun was just
sinking with unusual brilliancy behind the
western hills, when the proud array of the
Prussians, more than one hundred thou—
sand strong, appeared in sight. Three
hundred pieces of artillery were concen— '
trated in batteries, and a squadron of
eighteen thousand cavalry, splendidly
caparisoned and with burnished armor
were drawn up upon the plain.
Napoleon immediately took possession
of the Landgrafenberg, a steep, craggy
hill, which the Prussians had supposed in
accessible to artillery, and from whose
summit the long lines of the Prussians,
extending many leagues, could be clearly
discerned. As the gloom of night settled
down, the blaze of the Prussian camp fires,
extending over a space of eighteen miles,
illumined the scene with almost an un— '
earthly glow.
Couriers were dispatched to hasten on
the battalions of the French army. To
encourage the men, Napoleon, with his
own hands, labored through the night in
blasting the rooks and clearing the way
that he might plant a battery upon the brow
of the Landgrafenberg. As brigade after
brigade arrived, they took the positions
assigned them by their experienced chief—
tain. Soult and Ney were ordered to
march all night to a distant point, to out
off the retreat of the foe. Towards morn
ing Napoleon threw himself upon the
ground on the bleak hill side, to share for
an hour the frigid bivouac of the soldiers.
At four o'clock he was again on horse
back. A dense fog covered the plain,
shrouding the sleeping host. Under cover
of this darkness Napoleon ranged his troops
in battle array. Enthusiastic shouts
greeted him as he rode along the lines.
At 6 o'clock, the fog still unbroken, the
order was given to pierce the Prussian
lines in every direction. For eight hours
the battle raged with fury never before or
since surpassed. The ground was covered
with the dead ; the shrieks of the wounded,
trampled beneath the hoofs of charging
squadrons, rose above the thunder of the
battle. About 1 o'clock, P. M., the
Prussian General sent the following frantic
dispatch to his reserve :
Lose not a moment in advancing your
yet unbroken troops. Arrange your col
umns so that, through their openings there
may pass the still unbroken bands of the
battle. Be ready to receive the charges
of the enemy's cavalry, which, in the most
furious manner, rides on, overwhelms and
sabres the fugitives, and hair driven into
one confused mass the infantry, artillery
and cavalry.'
The Prussian reserve, twenty thousand
strong, with unbroken front, now entered
the field, and for a moment seemed to arrest
the tide of victory. Napoleon stood at
the head of the Imperial Guard, which he
had held in reserve as hour after hour he
had watched and guided the terrible fight.
A young soldier, impatient of this delay,
I at last, in the excess of his excitement,
shouted, Forward ! Forward !' Napoleon
turned sternly to him and said :
How now What beardless boy is this,
who ventures to counsel his Emperor. Let
him w lit till he has commanded in thirty
pitched battles before he proffers his
advice.'
It was now 4 o'clock. The decisive
moment had arrived. Murat, at the head
of twelve thousand horsemen, fresh, and
in perfect array, swept down upon the plain,
as with earthquake roar, charging the be
wildered, exhausted, bleeding host, and,
in a few moments the work was done ; the
Prussian army was< destroyed. Like an
inundation the fugitives rushed from the
field,ploughed by the batteries of Napoleon,
and trampled beneath the tread of his re
sistless cavalry.
While this scene was transpiring on the
plains of Jena, another division of the
Prussian army was encountering a similar
disaster on the field of Auerstadt, twelve
miles distant. As the fugitives of both
armies were driven together in their flight,
in confusion and dismay unparalleled,
horsemen, footmen, wagons and artillery
in densest and wildest entanglement, there
was rained down upon them the most terri
ble storm of balls, bullets and shells.
Night came at length. But it brought
no relief to the vanquished. The pitiless
pursuit was uninterrupted. In whatever
direction the shattered columns fled, they
were met by the troops which Napoleon
had sent anticipating the movement.—
The king himself narrowly escaped capture
during the rout of that terrible night.
Accompanied by a few companions on horse
back, he leaped hedges and fences, and
plunged through forests and fields, until
he reached a place of safety. The Prus
sians lost in this one disastrous fight
twenty thousand in killed and wounded,
while twenty thousand more were taken
prisoners.
No military chieftain has ever manifested
so much skill in following up a victory as
Napoleon. In less than fourteen days
every remnant of the Prussian army was
taken, and all the fortresses of Prussia
were in the hands of the French. The
king, a woe-stricken fugitive, driven from
his realms, fled for refuge to the army of
Alexander. Never before in the history
of the world was so formidable a power so
speedily and utterly annihilated.
But one- month had now elapsed since
Napoleon left Paris. An army of two
hundred thousand men, in thorough disci
pline and drill, had, in that time, been
either killed, taken prisoners, or dispersed.
Not a hostile regiment remained. A large
number of fortresses, strengthened by the
labor of ages, and which had been deemed
impregnable, had fallen into the hands of
the victor, and he was reposing in security
in Berlin, in the palace of Frederick the
Great. The story of this wonderful
achievement passed over Europe like the
wonders of an Arabian tale, exciting uni
versal amazement. In assailing this
man,' said the Emperor Alexander, we
are but children attacking a giant.'
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SOMETHING FOR THE TIMES SI t
A .NECESSITY IN EVERY LiOUSELIOLDII 1
JOHNS c 6 CROSLEY'S
AMERICAN CF,MENT GLUE,
THE STRONGEST GLUE IF TUE WORLD
FOR CEMENTING WOOD, LEATHER, GLASS, IVORY,
CHINA, MARBLE, PORCELAIN, ALABASTER,
BONE, CORAL, Ac., Ac., Ac.
The only article of the kind ever produced which will
withstand Water.
NXTRACTS
" Every housekeeper should have a supply of Johns &
Crosley's Americau Cement Glue."—Nsio York Times.
"It is so convenient to have in the boase."—New York
Express.
•• It is always ready; this commends it to everybody."—
N. Y Independent.
Wo have tried it, and fled it as useful 111 our honee as
water."— W saes' Spirit of the Times.
PRICE TWENTY—FIVE CENTS PER BOTTLE.
'Very Liberal Reductions to Wholesale Dealers.
TERMS CASH.
.igap- For sale by all Druggists and Storekeepers generally
throughout the country.
JOHNS k CROSLEY,
• (Sole Manufacturers)
78 WILLIAM ST., (Corner of Liberty St.,) NEW YORK
july 9 1y26
GREAT WESTERN INSURANCE AND
TRUST COMPANY OF PHILADELPHIA.
CHARTER PERPETUAL.
Fire Insurance on Stores, Dwellings, Public Buildings, and
Merchandise generally, limited or Perpetual.
'ire insurance on Houses, Barns and Contents, Stack, Farm
Implements, dr. Also inland insurance on Goods
to all parts of the Country. •
OFFICE IN THE COMPANY'S BUILDING,
No. 403 WALNUT STREET, CORNER OF FOURTH.
Statement of the Company': Business for the year ending
October 31st, 1858.
Capital $223,800 00
Burplto 51,453 03
$275,253 03
Received for Premiums.— $91,665 45
Received for interest; Rent, &c.... 7,825 49
Paid Losses, Expenses, Ocromis-
MOUS, Re-Insurances, Returned
Premiums, Sc
Increase of Fire Premiums over
last year's
Decrease Marine Premiums
I=l
ASSZTEI.
Real Estate, Bonds and Mortgages, $3.41,240 00
Stocks, (Par, $80,810,) 97,915 00
Bills Receivable 59,885 73
Unsettled Premiums and other
debts due the Company 17,823 02
Cash on hand, and in the hands
of Agents 8,389 _
$275,253 03
10=1110
CHARLES C. LATHROP
VICE PRESIDENT.'
WILLIAM ItAILLING.
SECRETARY AND TREAI3IITIKE
JAMES WEIGHT.
Driuccroas.
Charles C. Lathrop, 1423 Walnut street•
Alex. Whildin, Merchant, 18 North Front street.
Wm. Darling, 1338 Pine street.
Isaac Ilaziehurst, Solicitor.
John C. Hunter, firm of Wright, Hunter & Co..
E Tracy, firm of E. Tracy dc Co, Goldsmith's Hall.
Joe. It. McCurdy, firm of. Jones, White & McCurdy.
Thomas L. Gillespie, firm of Gillespie & Zeller.
James B. Smith, firm of James B. Smith - & Co.
John 8.. Fogdas, corner Seventh and Sansom streets
Daniel L. Collier, firm of C. H. Grant dr. Co.
Thomas Potter, 229 Arch street.
Charles Harlan, corner Walnut and Sixth streets.
Jonathan J. Slocum, IE4 South Fourth street-
GEO. CALDER & Co., Agents,
mar 22 ly 10 East Orange et., Lancaster, Pa.
T) H
IN T AL? * B i ItAN6 L HEr. Y
Executed In the beat style known in the ait, at
O. G. CRANE'S GALLERY,
632 ARCH BIRRET, BAB/ OR SIXTH, PECCIADELPHLL
LIFE SIZE IN OIL AND PASTIL.
eITEREOSCOPIO PORTRAITS,
Ambrotypea, Daguerreotypes, &c., for Caaes. Medallions
Pins, Rings, &c. (mar 19 2ly .
OP C ace.-. Cinnamon, Cloves, Sala.
S'
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.
SOMETHING FOR THE TIMES 1 t
- Kir A NW:BENIN fl EMMY HOUSEHOLD.
AMERICAN CEMENT GLUE
AMERICAN OEME • NT GiU
Is the only article of the kind aver produced which
WILL WITHSTAND WATER
IT WILL MEND LEATHER,
Mend your Harness, Straps, Belts, Boots, .te.
IT WILL MEND GLASS,
Save the pieces of that expenalve Cut Elan Bottle.
IT WILL MEND IVORY,
Don't throw away that broken Ivory Fan, it is easily re.
Pte•
IT WILL MEND OEINA,
Your broken China Cups and Saucers can be made sus good
IT WILL MEND MARBLE,
That piece knocked out of your Marble Mantle can be put
on as strong as ever.
IT WILL MEND POROELAIN,
No matter if that broken Pitcher did not coat but a sill'
ling, a shilling saved is a shilling earned.
IT WILL MEND ALABASTER,
That costly Alabaster Vase Is broken and you can't matob
it, mend it, it will never show when put together.
IT WILL BLEND BONE, CORAL, LAVA, AND IN PACT
Any article cemented with AMERICAN CEMENT GLUE
' , Every Housekeeper should have a supply of Johns &
Crosley'e American Cement Gine."—New York Times.
" It Is so convenient to have in the house."
Express.
" It IR always ready; this commbnds It to everybody."—
Independent.
" We have tried It, and Hod It as useful in our house as
water."— Wilkes' Spirit of the TiTFIGT.
$lO.OO per year saved in every family by One Bottle of
AMERICAN CEMENT GLUE
VERY LIBERAL REDUCTION TO WHOLESALE
/Q- For Sale by all Druggists and Storekeepers generally
throughout the country.
To all whom this may concern, and It concerns everybody
IMPROVED GIITTA PERCHA CEMENT GOOFING,
The Cheapest - and most durable Roofing In use.
It can be applied to new and old Roofs of all kinds, steep
or flat, and to Shinge Roofs without removing the
Shingles.
THE COST IS ONLY ABOUT ONE-THIRD THAT OE
TIN, AND IT IS TWICE AS DURABLE.
This article has been thoroughly tested in New York
city and all parts of the United States, Canada, West Indies
and Central and South America, on buildings of all kinds,
such as Factories. Foundries, Churches,Railroad Depots,
Cars, and on Public Buildings generally, Government
Buildings, Ac., by the ptlncipal Builders, Architects and
others, during the past four years, and has proved to be the
Cheapest and moot durable Mang in use; it is in every
respect a Fire, Water, Weather and Time Proof covering
for Roofs of all kinds.
This is the only matetial manufactured in the United
States which combines the very desirable proportion of
Elasticity and Durability, which are universally acknowl
edged to be possessed by Gatta Percba and India Rubber.
NO HEAT IS REQUIRED IN MAKING APPLICATION
The expense of applying it is trifling, as an ordinary Roof
can be covered and finished the same day.
IT CAN BE APPLIED BY ANY ONE,
and when finished forme a perfectly Fire Proof surface,
with an elattlo body, which cannot be injured by Heat,
Cold or Storms, Shrinking of Roof Boards, nor any eater
nal action whatever.
For Coating Metals of all Hinds when exposed to the
Action of the Weather, and
FOR PRESERVING AND REPAIRING METAL ROODS
OF ALL KINDS.
This is the only Composition known which will rumen
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of time, when applied to metals, to which it adheres firmly,
forming a body equal to three coati of ordinary paint,
costs much less, and will last three times as long; and
from its elasticity is not injured by the contraction and
expansion of Tin and other Metal Roofs, consequent upon
sodden changes of the weather.
. .
It will not crack in cold or run in warm weather, and
will not wash off.
Leaky Tin and other Metal Roofs can be readily repaired
with GUTTA PEILCHA CEMENT, and . presented .frben
further corrosion and leaking, thereby ensuring • perfect
ly water tight roof for many years.
This Cement is peculiarly adapted for the preservation of
Iron Railings, Staves, Ranges, Safes, Agricultural Imple
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GIITTA PERCH), CEMENT
for preserving and repairing Tin and other Metal Hoofs of
every description, from its great elasticity, is •not injured
by the contraction and * expansion of Metals, and will not
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Thetis materials are adapted to all climates, arid wa are
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ready prepared for use, and OUTTA 11111.CHA CEMENT
in barrels, with full printed directions for applkationi
•
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selves in a lucrative and permanent, business.
$99,390 94
870,383 00
We can give atrundsnt proof of all we claim in favor of
our Improved Roofing Materials, - having applied them to
several thousand Roofs in New York city and vicinity.
$14,699 69
10,426 74
$ 4,272 85
Corner of Liberty Street,
Full descriptive Circulars and Prices will be furnished on
application.
NEW FALL GOODS..
TUbS. W. EVANS & 00.
invite attention to their Large, Varied and liars:hums as
aortment of
embracing all the Newe4 Styles in SILKS, DRESS GOODS,
CLOAKS, EMBROIDERIES and FANCY DRY GOODS. •
Also, a fall assortment of
MOURNING GOODS,
WHITE GOODS, T.
HOSIERY,
GLOVES,
SILTS, &O.
- This stook is principally T. W. EVANS b 001 i own
portatlon, having been .selected in the. best ,Eurnpaan
Markets, expressly for their own retail trade; and wilt - be
found unsurpassed for Style, Quality and,,Hesschable
Prices.
N. B.—Wholesale buyers will find It advontageoos, to
examine Ibis Stock. [oct 81za 80
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PHILADELPHIA.
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the comfort au4 Wants of the business iibtto4 •
air TERMS $1,60 PEE DAY. , Deil4 o .4l/cit
. , • .
pine. -SOLDIER'S GUIDD earin n t
A. cents, abukpleta Manual and.lartUalcAP
tbbiglu ia brought up bathe ith•
'present day. At ' ' X liVa a l. 4 11 M;j4
may 14 tf 18] No. 44 Mime Jr
,44.
JOEINI3 it aaostars
The Strongest Glue In the World.
The Cheapest Glue in the World.
The Meet Durable Glue in the World.
The Only Reliable Glue In the Wed&
The Beet Glue in the World.
IT WILL BLEND WOOD,
Save your broken Furniture.
EVERY THING BUT METALS
will not show where It le mended.
EXTRACTS
ECONOMY IS WEALTII
Price 25 Cents per Bottle.
Price 25 Cents per Bottle
Price 25 Conte per Bottle
Price 25 Cents per Bottle
Price 25 Cents per Bottle
Price 25 Cents per Bottle
TERMS CASU
JOHNS & CROSLEY,
(Bole Manufactnrera,)
78 WILLIAM STREET, NEW YORK,
Corner of Liberty Street
Important to Howes Owners
Important to Buildors
Important to Railroad Companies
Important to Farmers
JOHNS & CROBLEY'S
IT IS FIRE AND WATER PROOF
LIQUID etrne PERCHA CEMENT,
AGENTS WANTED
OUR TERMS ARE CASH
JOHNS & 011.08LEY;
Bole Manufacturers,
WELoLiseLs Wilt/moue; 78 WILILY &rum,
NEW Fe.LL GOODE.
Nos. 818 ex) 820 Cmarmrs &num'
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aUAnk.'xitri:
NEW YORK.