-I &££i' p VOL. LXIII. IHE LANCASTER INTELLIGENCER. ELIS HID HVXET TOXSDAT, AT HO. 8 NORTH DUXX 8TEBI*) 3T GEO. BA9DEBSOH. 7 B R fil 8 Subscription.—Two Dollars per annom, poy® b ]f * n •*’ vance. No subscription discontinued no til all arrear* ages are paid, unless at tbe option of the Editor. AnvwwwrOTOTfl.—Advertisements, not exceeding one aquare, (12.1ines,) will be inserted three times for one dollar, and twenty-fire cents for each additional inser tion. Those of greater length In proportion. Job Printing —Such as Hand Bills, Posters, Pamphlets, Blanks, Labels, Ac., executed with accuracy and.on the shortest notice. APPLE-BLOSSOMS. Hither and thither they swung, Madeline Hays— The bloom-loaded apple-tree boughs, The rose scented apple-tree boughs, The pink-tinted apple-tree boughs— In the merry May days. Hither and thither they swung, Madeline Hays; The blossoms and you together, Bose-tinted, and light as a feather, All in the merry May weather, My rose-tinted Madeline Hays. . Down in the wet green grass, Madeline Hays, Where the brown bees cluster and hover; Down in the cowslips and elover, With the apple-tree blooms sprinkled over, I awaited you, Madeline Hays. Down in the wet green grass,' Madeline Hays, ' Ankle-deep, I pleaded and flattered, While the blackbird whistled and chattered, And the pink-blossoms pelted and pattered, All in the merry May days. “ Come down, come down to me, Madeline Hays!” I pleaded, and pleaded in vain, While the pink-pelting rain And your laugh of disdain Only answered me, Madeline Hays. “ Como down, come down to me, Madeline Hays!” I pleaded and flattered once more, And yon laughed in my face as before, ’Till the wind blew down with a roar!— What happened then, Madeline Hays? 'The wind blew down with a roar, Madeline Hays, . 1 Breaking branches and boughs in the raoe, Blowing blossoms and buds in my face; What else did I eatoh and embrace As the bough broke, Madeline Hays? Soft yellow silk hair, Madeline Hays, Unrolling its lovely Greek twist, Blowing out its goldening mist — My bloom-blushing Madeline Hays! Then through hair all a-dazzle, Madeline Hays, Eyes and mouth, oheek and ohin too, Out of the dazzle eame glimmering through; All the love colors —red, white and blue— What could a man do, Madeline Hays? THE WORLD WOELD BE THE BETTER FOR IT. If men cared less for wealth and fame, And less for battle-flelds and glory; If writ in human hearts, a name Seemed better than in song or story ; If men. instead of nursing pride, Would learn.to hate it, and abhor it; If more relied On love to guido, The world would be the better for it. If men dealt less in stocks and lands, And more in bonds and deeds fraternal; If love’s work had more willing hands To link this world with the supernal; If men stored up-Love’s oil and wine, And on bruis’d human hearts would pour If “yours” and “mine” Would once combine, The world would be the better for it. If more would act the ploy of life, ' And fewer spoil it in rehearsal; If Bigotry would sheath its knife. ’Till Good beeame more universal; If custom gray with ages grown, Had fewer blind men to adorn it— If talent shone . In truth alone. The world would bo the better for it. . If men were wise in little things— Affecting less in all their dealings; If hearts had fewer rusted strings To isolate their kindred feelings; If men, when Wrong beats down the Right, Would strike together and restore it— If Right made Might In every fight, The world would be the better for it. Fgp How the money goes! is everybody’s excla mation. The wind bloweth where it liateth, and the money goes in a manner no less mysterious. But to raise the wind—to procure the money—that’s the question! An old ballad, written doubtless by the most impecunious of poets, celebrates the fugacity of money in the following crisp and lively verse: Money goes! no man knows: Where it goeth no one knoweth; Here and there, everywhere; Hun, run; dun, dun; Spend, spend; .lend, lend; Plush to-day, short to-morrow; Notes to pay, borrow, borrow ; So it goes, no one knows ; Where it goeth, no one showeth! THE WIFE-TAMER. • Mrs. Morton was a widow—a young pretty, rich widow—when Dr. Charles Strahan made her acquaintance. She was poor but very handsome when Sqnire Mor ton married her, and at his death, two years after, became sole heir, put on her widow’s weeds,and pocketed her deceased husband’s gold at the same time. Madam Humor said that poor old Mor ton never enjoyed a single hour after he married her ; but how should Madam Ru mor know ? Of one thing, however, I oan give my readers reliable information. Mrs. Morton had not been a widow twelve months ere she reoeived, with seeming pleasure, very deoided attentions from Dr. Strahan. Do you inquire who Dr. Strahan was ? Well, he studied medioine, and had the title of M. D. conferred upon him, which be took pleasure in attaching to his name with a great flourish. But it is asserted that he never had half a dozen patients in as many years. He <was of preposessing appearance, a ready talker upon any sub jeot, and was, in fact, first-rate company. He played the flute and sang.—was a good dancer and an excellent partner at whist ; besides, he had some literary reputation. He wrote poetry and two-oolumn sketehes for the Weekly Leveller, and last, though not least, he dressed in good taste and in the height of fashion ; how he did it no one knew, but then it was no one’s bu siness. But I must be allowed to correct one rumor which had gained considerable pre valence, to the effect that he supported him self by his literary labors : an ordinary scribbler could hardly afford Strahan’s wardrobe. Old Squire Morton had been dead but a little over a year when Dr. Strahan, de spite all tha gossippers could say, married the widow and her foi tune. The fact was he wanted a rioh wife—as to her, she was anxious to leave her weeds and go into so ciety again, and she could divine no readier way to accomplish these purposes than by marrying. Whm. any one spoke to the doctor about her oeing a shrew, he merely remarked that he should take pleasure in taming a shrew. For three months they lived happily to gether, for it was in the height of the sea son, and between Cape May, Newport, Sar atoga and the White Mountains, they were alone with each other soaroe three hours out of the twenty-four ; consequently it was impossible; for them to disagree. But the season .was soon over and they returned to their quiet home——the place of all others to study a wife or husband. There is no un natuial excitement—no fashionable Mrs. A. to outdress, no profligate Mr. B. to outdo in squandering money; no one to see, to please; but the ‘other half.’ After a season- of long-oontinued gaiety: - there necessarily follows one of „ dullness ; and whon one is dull one is ear O ii«W Now Mr. and Mrs. Stra-; . i <, haa were both.remarkably dull, and, as a matter of. course, both were gre'atljr/dis pleased. . It was their third day. at - home''upon which- their first quarrel commenced. How it commebcedneither couldeldarly tell: It is onlyknownthaf Strahan expressed a de sire to dine upon roast beef, upon which Mrs. S. said she abominated beef, and would haveroaatturkeyand oyster sauce. He’d have ‘beef or nothing.’ She’d have tur key, and thus commenced! the war of the Strahans. One ordered the butler, not to have fowl, the other gave strictihstructions not to have beef, while MrsliS. visited-her friends and partook of turkey. After supper Dr. S. gave a wine supper in the roofn which he dignified by the name of study, a sort of variety store,, in. which he kept his library, writing-desk, and spittobn. Here alao were two- glass oases, one of which contained, a. Skeleton hung on wire ; in the other was an Egyptian mummy. •' . •/ '■. : . The walls were hung with curiosities $ among them a cane from a -tree which grew over grave, a snuff-box from the wood of the Charter;Oak, a Ship fromthe HnifedStates frigate Constitution, minerals, shells.and fossils of all kinds, spe cimen earS of corn, enormous sized fruits and vegetables, oases of dried inseots and pickled reptiles. Stuffed birds were perch ed about the apartment and voluptuous French lithographs' and portraits of distin guished personages were hung promiscu ously on the walls ; a long reading table, arm-chairs, a prescription base, a mamihoth bell-metal pestle and mortar completed the furniture of the ‘study.’ During the same evening Mrs. 8. had a whist party in the parlor. - : Wine held her. votaries .in bondage longer than cards. Mrs. 8. had dismissed her party and retired hours before'her liege lord came to his ohamber, and when he did oome he found the door looked, himself without and her within. In vain he called to her ; she would not hear, and he was compelled to find a bed elsewhere, which he did, muttering to. himself: ' ‘l’ll tame her yet.’ He lay all all night forming a plan to bring her to submission. In the morning he asked her to walk into the study ; and there they renewed their fierce quarrel, during whioh Mrs. S. oalled her husband a heartless, brainless fellow, who married her for money. To which the doctor replied by calling her a low, vulgar woman, who was only too glad to marry a professional gentleman and author, to enable her to enter better society. After which she toyed with her fan, and finally pulled the bell cord, and ordered the servant who answered it to bring her carriage to the door. ‘Where are you going?’ demanded the doctor. ‘To ride, sir,’ replied the amiable Mrs, Strahan. . ‘I will go with you, if you pleaso.’ ‘But I do not please.’ ‘Then I ohoose to go.’ ‘Very well, then you go alone. I oan not go with you.’ ‘You cannot go unless I accompany you, madam.’ I Cannot V ‘Cannot, madamo.’ ‘We will see.’ ‘Well, we mill see.’ The doctor walked out of the room, locked the door, pnt the key into his pocket, and left the house. She did not sit down and burst into a flood of tears, but waited patiently for the servant to return, whom she had sent for the carriage. When he returned, she told him, through the key hole, to return the horse to the stable, and place a ladder against the study window. The ladder was placed according to directions, and a turkey with oysters and pastry was brought up to her. The ladder was then removed, and everything was prepared for the re appearance of her husband. Near the middle of the afternoon the doctor returned home, stepped softly through the hall -towards the door, and peeped through the key hole, expecting to see a striking picture of humility and contrition. Judge of his surprise, then, when he saw Mrs. S. sitting before his long reading table; on her right hand his bell-metal mortar, in which she was roast'mg his mam moth specimen apples, Bweet potatoes, and her turkey. Near her stood his water bath, in which she was cooking oysters, and she occasionally stirred them with his spatula; on the table stood one of. the bottles of wine whioh had been left from the previous night’s revelry, whioh the lady, for the want of a champagne-opener, had deprived of . its neck with a wedge wood pestle, and using a four-ounce grad uate for a wine glass ; she had cut up champagne baskets for fire wood with an Indian tomahawk. On the left stood the doctor’s writing desk, whioh she had broken open, and scattered on the desk were ten der missives of his earlier love flames, manuscript pages of tales and sketches, unpublished odes, and unpaid tailors bills, while the lady sat reading first a sweet love letter, then an ode on Napoleon, and so on, throwing them page after page into the fire. Thus the husband’s brain-work and wooden curiosities were made to cook the dinner. The doctor looked silently on as long as he could; then, taking the key from his pooket, he unlooked the door, and —it was bolted on the inside, ‘ Mrs. S.!’ he shouted. ‘Well, sir?’ ‘ Open the door.’ ‘ I am very busy just now, and can’t be disturbed.’ ‘ Open this door immediately.” ‘I ant busy, I tell you.’ ‘ITb burst the door in, if yon do not instantly open it.’ ‘ Do -as you please,, sir ; but your mum my and giant’s skeleton are placed against the door, so be careful and not break them.’ The doctor was foiled. For a few mo ments he stood and thought what course it was best to pursue. Suddenly recollect ing the ladder, he hastened through the hall out of doors, leaving the door unlocked and the key in it. His footsteps had soaroe died away on the stairs, before his wife - had removed both oases from.the door, drew the bolt and stood in the entry. It was but the: work of a moment to throw the remaining, letters, poems and : manu scripts into the.fire, remove the ■ wine and eatables, lock tho ; door upon the outside, and put the key in her pocket. Meanwhile, the:,doctor was raising ,the! ladder to the window, and by the time’ he kod gqt it plaoed. and aaoended half' its «THAT OOUWTRT I 8 TH* MOST PROSKEtOUB WHIM LABOR OQKKABDS THB OBXATXST KIWAKD.” : LANCASTER CITY, PA., TUESDAY MORNING, JULY 29, 1862. length) his wife , and a favorite man ser vant were .watching him from a lower window. The doctor pushed up the window and jumped in ; the servant jumped out of the lower window and pulled doiwn the ladder.. In an inßtant the dootor saw that the bird had flown, and he rushed back to the win dow just as the ladder reached the ground. ‘ Put that ladder back again!’ shouted the doctor. ‘ Let it be where it is,’ oried the wife from the lower window. | ‘Put it up here instantly, or I’ll dis charge you,’ bellowed the upper window. ‘Let it alone and I’ll double your wa ges,’ cried the lower window:. ‘Do as I tell you, blookhead,’ yelled the doctor. ‘ Come into the house, Jphn,’ said the lady, coolly. j ‘ Put up that ladder, you villain/ per sisted the wrathy M. D. ‘ John, do as I order you,’ complacently commanded Mrs. Strahan. ' And John went into the house, leaving the medical gentleman heaping ourses upon everybody in the vioinity, including his wife and servant. All night long the doctor was kept a prisoner. Just before his wife retired, she put her lips to the key hole and whis pered : ‘ Well, dootor, what is your suooess in taming a shrew ?’ No answer. ‘ Good night, doctor.’ The next morning she oame to the door and oalled: ‘ Dootor.’ No answer. ‘ Doctor.’ ‘ Madam ?’ ‘ Would you like some breakfast?’ ‘ I am not particular.’ ‘ There is oold turkey left, if you would like it, sir.’ The doctor deigned no reply, and the lady again left him alone. During the afternoon she again stopped at the door and called: ‘ Doctor.’ ‘ Well, my dear ?’ very humbly. ‘ Would you like some dinner ?’ ‘ I should.’ ‘ Will oold turkey do for you ?’ ‘ Anything, my dear.’ ‘ If I let you out will you promise never to look me up again ?’ ‘ I will.’ ‘ And never objeot to my eating turkey when I wish it ?’ ‘ Never.’ ‘ And not attempt to tame a shrew again ?’ ‘ Never.’ ‘ Then—you—may—come—out.’ And the lady forthwith unlocked and threw open the door. To this day Dr. Strahan has never at tempted to dictate to his wife what she shall eat, or when she shall ride, and has never been heard to boast again of ‘ taming a shrew.’ How the Richest Man in New York Spends His Time. A correspondent of the Rochester Demo- i crat sketohes the richest man in New York - in this manner : ! . j ffm. B. Astor’s offioe is in Prince . street, near Broadway, where he may be j found daily between the hours of .‘nine ( and three.’ He is a large, stout-built , man, with coarse features, | stiff, rough, ( sandy-colored hair and a cast of counte- ( nance of a very ordinary type. He dresses , plainly but neatly, has a somewhat oare- ( worn look, and appears to be: fifty or sixty years of age. His private office is of , moderate size and plain furniture. Oa a 1 ( table are a few books, and on opening that | one which appears most thumbed you per ceive that it is a volume of maps of oity j property, carefully and elegantly exeouted, : and as a whole, embracing the sundries of an enormous estate, estimated at over $25,000,000. Mr. Astor resides in Lay fayette Place, in one of a row of dwellings which twenty-five years ago were the grandest in the oity, thoughTnow they are distanced by palaoes of the Fifth Avenue. Near by is the magnificent library found ed by his father, to whioh ha has added a fund nearly equal to the endowment. Here he spends a small part of hisj time, the re. mainder being oooupied by his duties in the Prince street offioe. Sunday excepted, he does a full day’s work every day in the week. Thus the whole routine of life of the richest man in America in a walk to and from home of a half mile and dose attention to business. The oare of Mr. ABtor’s estate is a vast burden. He has several hundred tenants of all grades, from the $3OO cottage to the $30,000 store. To relieve him of this vexatious duty, he has committed it for years to an agent, who does the worß well. He col lects rents and makes quarterly returns, ' and thus pays over a sum which would be almost incredible,, and which we may roughly estimate at $3,000,000 per annum. This man employs a small army of painters, carpenters and other mechanics, in order to keep up repairs, and superintends the whole of this department, j As a large part of Mr. Astor’s property consists of vaoant lots whioh are in continual demand, and whioh he will not sell, he is muoh em ployed with architects and master builders, and generally has one or two large blooks in course of ereotion at a time. Thiß is a very serious burden. His son John Jacob is quite a business man, and bears a share of the load. Besides this, some fifteen years ago a talented and elegant young merohant, (Franklin Delano) married one of the daughters, and also affords assist ance. " In addition to these labors, the at tention to collection of interest on 1 bonds, dividends, &0., is a very heavy item, since in the little brick offioe (which is, of course, fire-proof) there are several millions of Government and State securities. His daily inoome is computed at $6,000. It is said that a certain person felicited Mr. Astor on his wealth. Pointing to his piles of bonds, maps, &0., the capitalist replied;, ‘ How would you like to manage all these . for your board and olothes V , The . man demurred to the idea. ‘ Sir,’ said the i other, ‘it is all I get.’ Mr. Astor, it is said i gives but little away. Getting Married.—« Ma,’ said a little ' girl to hOr mother, ‘ do the men want to get married as much as the women do ?’ ‘ Pshaw ! -jvhat are you talking about?’ ‘ Why, mi, the women who come here are always talking about getting married ; the men do not talk so.’ An Hour’s Straggle with Poison. I was'Spending some days, not many years ago, in a beautiful little eonntry vil lage, and in a family that bad more than common attractions to one who loves do mestic life $s well as myself. .The little circle had in it more of real interest than I have often' seen developed in : the same number of persons. The father of the family—almost too yonng to feel yet that he was entitled to that honorable appellation—was a fine, frank-hearted young meohanic, with a wide world of life bounding in his veins, and energy, that when fully aroused, drove everything violently before him, and warmth of disposition that won him more friendship, than it had then given him the goods of this world. His wife, to whom he had been married some four years, was singularly beautiful. They had two ohildren, the one a laugh ing brown-eyed and brown-haired little fairy of throe years. Her name was Eveleen. The second was a crowing, laughing, blue-eyed, plump little beauty of less than a year, promising to have all the .charms of the older at her age. I was sitting one afternoon in a .quiet little room with my feet upon two ohairs, reading a pleasant little book, in a state between asleep and awake—my host away at his shop, a hundred yards off, and my pretty little hoßtess engaged in her house hold labors—when I was thrown out of my indolence by a scream that brought me to my feet like an eleotrio shook. It was a woman’s voice, and had in it an excess of agony that cannot be indicated in words, so loud that itrang over that quiet village, and brought every one forth to ascertain the cause. I sprang to the door that separated the sitting room from the dining apartments, and saw the whole at a glance. The young mother stood at the door with her first born—our darling Eveleen—in her arms dying. A brief and hurried word from the servant told me the sad story. The little girl had aooompanied a ohild uncle up stairs, and while the attention of the older ohild was for a moment turned away, she seized a bottle of corrosive sublimate in alcohol, and had taken enough to have taken away twenty such lives. The little thing had tottered down stairs, and the mother had met her at the landing with the empty bottle in her hand, and the poison oozing from her mouth, and the ohild all unoonsoious of the fearful thing she had done Was it any wonder that a terrible shriek rang out over the quiet vil lage, and that already the ifcoupants of every house near were rushing towards the spot where the mother stood. , . But a few moments oonld possibly have elapsed since the poison was taken, and yet the effect was already fearful. After the first shriek of terror, the mother had quieted to a calm despair for the moment, and stood with the child in her arms, mak ing no effort for its relief, and indeed it seemed hopeless, for already the subtle poison seemed diffused through the frame ; the brown eyes had lost their lustre, the face was blaokened as in after death, and the teeth were tight set in a convulsive spasm that evidently would not pass away. I examined the little lost darling for a moment, saw that it was hopeless, and then turned away unable to bear that mother’s agony. The little door was already half filled with villagers, and moans and lamen tations over the fate of the dying child were heard in every direction, mingled with quiok hurried questions, as to the manner of its occurrence, and vain attempts at answering, which added sad oppressing confusion to the sadness of the' scene. The little fellow’s unole, who had been up stairs with the child, ran instantly to call the father, but a few moments elapsed before he sprang into the middle of the group. He had been told all.and asked no questions. I had time to remark that hi# eyes were very stern and that his lip was very compressed. Others, too, re marked it, and I knew afterwards that a murmur ran round the circle of how strange it was that he betrayed no feeling. He reached out his hands and took the child from its mother. Its eyes were now closed, and a white ooze coming from be tween the blaokened lips. Was ever death more assured ? I Baw him open the eye lids, and heard him give a sigh of relief. He told me afterwards that tbe eye was not shrunken, and* so death had not begun. He then attempted to open the mouth but the teeth were tight set and they resisted his efforts. But with a foroe that seemed almost brutal he wrenched the teeth apart and opened the mouth. ‘ Shame,’ oried one of St he bystanders. The father did not heed them, but motioned to a neighbor to take the child in his arms. He did so. ‘Bring me the egg basket,’ he spoke very sternly, almost without opening his teeth, to the servant. ‘What do you want with it V ‘What can you .do with it V ‘ He’s crazy,’ and many suoh remarks followed, but the basket was there in a moment. He seized one of the eggs, and broke it, inserted his fingers between the teeth and wrenohed them open by force, though they shut with so convulsive a motion, as to tear the flesh from his fingers, and poured the albumen into the throat. There was a slight struggle, nothing more, and the spectators were horrified at the action. ‘ Don’t, the ohild is dying 1’ said one. ‘ Please don’t hurt the little thing—it can’t live !’ the mother found voice to say, laying hand npon the arm. ‘ Mary be still!’ he ■ answered sternly, while his teeth were relaxing from their clenching, and his face as hard as if he were entering a battle ■ ‘ and don’t any of you meddle with me ; keep off!’ The bystanders involuntarily obeyed', with many harsh remarks upon his oruelty —fiut he did not heed them, and still there was no sign of life. Then the whole body of bystanders broke out into a loud mur mur, and cries of ‘the brute!' ‘Bet the child die in peace !’-‘He is crazy—take the child away from him!’ were heard around him." ' He desisted for a moment from his ef forts, and turned with a fierceness whioh had before been altogether foreign to his nature, but no one who saw him afterwards forgot it. ‘ Fools,’ he hissed, ‘ mind your own business and leave me to mine ! - Take her away will you ! Try it!’ and he went on emptying egg after egg down the ap . patently lifeless throat.' ' ;'The ;niother could stand this no longer. Her first born was being tortured to death .before, her eyes and she : imploringly flung herself .on her knees before her,husband’s father who had that moment arrived- ‘ ‘O, father, do stop him !’ hhe- gasped; ‘he will obey you, do stop him. Her.’is torturing that poor dying’ohild.’ " f The grandfather: started forward a step to interfere, for be thought the prooeeding an outrageous one ; but he stopped .. and said < Mary, let him alone.; The ohild will die if he does npt go on. It cannot more than die if he does.- I would -not say. a word to him for the world. The ohild is hiß : let him use' it at his pleasure.’ There was silence then. In a moment more there 1 was a'quiver of the eye-lids, a convulsive movement of the ohest, and the teeth lost their tension. The father seized his child, turned her face" downwardj- and the poison began to flow from her mouth. Again and again, as the retohing ceased, he repeated the experiment—the life re turning still more, and the faoe losing its blaok color every instant. More than twenty' times albumen had been adminis tered, and more than half those times, fol lowed by the expulsion of the poison, when the eyes; opened, the father desisted, the little sufferer lay just alive in his arms, exhausted, its little life terribly shattered but saved. Then—when the necessity for exertion and determination was over—when the phy sician, had been summoned, and they knew that darling little Eveleen might live, after many weeks of struggle between life and death ; when the relieved friends had ac knowledged that they had wronged him at first; when,the beautiful and sorrowful wife had blessed him through her kisses and tears ; and all knew that under Hod only suoh an almost fierce determination ootdd have saved the ohild—then the father sat down unnerved, and wept like a ohild. Not upon ‘ Little Sister Eveleen ’ did the poison do its fearful offioe. Eveleen is alive to day, and her brown eyes: are opened upon womanhood. But there is no hour in my life that brings so thrilling a recollection as that of the young father’s struggle for the life of his ohild. “ Only One Killed.” Only one killed. That’s all. Only one vigorous young life suddenly out short; only one happy household shrouded in gloom ; only one home-ohain broken ; only one wife made a widow; one group of little ones made fatherless ; or perhaps one fond mother’s heart robbed of its idol; one tender sister made brotherless ; one loviDg young heart stricken down in its first great agony. How many times within* the last few months have faithful comrades broken the turt’ and deposited underneath the form of the ‘ only, one killed.’ The next morn ing’s paper perhaps told of a ‘ brilliant affair ; repulse of the enemy, with only one killed on onr side,’ etc.; and after an indifferent glanoe at it, we passed on to the next paragraph. And yet for some poor hearts, the term ‘ only one killed ’ contains an immeasurable amount of sor- In vain will they watoh for the coming of that loved one, who went out from them in all the strength and beauty of youth ; in vain they will listen for the sound of that voice whose last musio for them was the sad cadenoe— ‘ good bye.’— The anxious eyes that so often gazed down the old road will not he gladdened by the, sight of that dear form ; and the harmony of the home-music will ever be broken, for that voice will always be wanting:— ’Neath the palmetto is a little mound, and there, quietly sleeping, is the ‘ only one killed.’ And alas ! how maqy such little mounds there are scattered over the sun ny South—mounds that are marked by no head-stones ! No loving hands ever plant flowers on them, no loving eyes ever water them with their tears. Hands hardened by grasping steel consigned the dust, and none but eyes used to weeping gaze on those little lone mounds. We do not re alize the vast amount .of sorrow this war is creating. None but those from whose hearthstones have been taken the ( only one killed,’ oan realize it. Magruder’s Gratitude. General Magruder, of tie rebel army, who has the reputation of drinking more liquor than any officer in'the Confederate army, is indebted to a soldier for the fol lowing aooount of his exploits with Mexi oan aguadiente : Abous. the month of October, 1848, after the close of the war with Mexico, Colonel Magruder had been ordered by the Gen eral-in-Chief of the army to proceed aoross the plain of lower California, to San Diego. One fine Sunday morning we proceeded per order. We had gone but about one mile from the oity of Mexioo, the thermometer being one hundred and twenty-six degrees in the shade, when the Colonel found his copper getting dry after a hard' bight’s drinking.in the oity. Observing a olumsy looking man named Ryan with a well-filled canteen of water, as he (Magruder) thought, he turned to him and commenced the fol lowing conversation: - ‘What have'you got there, sir V ‘Water, Colonel.’ ‘Let me have a drink V ‘Yes, Colonel.’ Fatting the canteen to his month, he took two or three swallows, and taming to the soldier, said : ‘Good water, sir, by waste it.?. It mast be remembered that this ‘water 5 which the. Colonel praised so highly was nothing more than Mexioan muscatel, com monly called aguadiente. We had proceed ed bat a short distanoe farther when our gallant Colonel called to Ryan for another swig, whibh he got, when the following ool loquy ooourred : ‘What is your name, sir V ‘Private Ryan.’; ■ ‘You are hereafter Corporal Ryan.? A short distance farther, and another swig was called for and reoeived, the Col onel’s copper wanting cooling again, say ing as he did so : ‘Now, sir, you are Sergeant Ryan, by , ’sir, to be honored and respected accordingly.’ ’■ If the canteen had held out, and the Colonel had promoted at every drink, the soldier would have obtained a high rank before the daj’s. march was {finished. A Foul Stomach.— ‘ My dear Horatio, I had .V'very mysterious dream about yon.' : ' r - ■ . * What is it dear V ‘1 dreamt-that I saw you carried up to heaven in a golden chariot, surrounded by angels clothed in white and pimple, What is tbat u sign of, ipy dear i’ r . <lt.is a sign of a foul stomach, dearest.’ * (JU til:ill,: /•. I BUOBASAH. Scene at a Qnu.Tisa. —Tha editor of the Oswego,Zfenes,.proverbially an honest many reminds thelocalpublio of an inci dent happening there not' a'hundred years ago. There was a quilting party at ii certain house, divers females of uncertain 1 age having gathered together for the pur pose of disonssing other people’s business, and promoting the general intrest of Chris tian society. While they were thus amiably engaged, there appeared on the sidewalk, in front of the windows, a poor, ragged, half-starved fellow, oelebrated throughout the town for his Congress-like wit and affecting poverty. On deeds of loving charity intent, the ladies called the hapless scare crow in doors, and resolved to fur-, nish him with better olothing on the spot. A pair of shoes oast off by the good man of the house, were found to fit the simple ton admirably; an invalided hat was kindly induced to rest upon his head likqa crown of faded glory; and then there was pro dueed a coat not more than four sizes ton small'for him. The fool was observed to show some signs of hesitancy about put. ting off his own rag-lan for the purpose of trying his garment on.; but, after mnoh entreaty, off came the article, disolosing to the horror-strioken quitters that the simpleton wore no —‘ 0 no, we never mention it.’ The oharity coat was hastily thrown to him, and just as he had commen ced to struggle into it, the twine sustaining the remainder of his oostume was seen to snap. - Like deer before the flying hounds, the whole oharitable sisterhood fled from the soene, oalling ‘ Man! man, for God’s sake help !’ and sprinkling their way with side combs, remnants of hoops and other female minutiae. The simpleton continued his single combat with the eoat, until an Irish gentleman who had been working in the garden oame to his resoue, and enabled him to concentrate his wardrobe again. A Second Ulysses. —An old man of very aoute physiognomy, answering to the name of Jaoob Wilmott, was lately brought before the polioe court- of Philadelphia. His clothes looked as if they might have been bought seoond-handed in his youth ful prime, for they had suffered more from the rubs of the world than the proprietor himself. ‘What business do you follow, Wib mott V ‘Business ! None ;Pm a traveler.’ ‘A vagabond, perhaps ?’ ‘You are not far wrong—travelers and vagabonds are much the same thing. The difference is that the former travel with out money and the latter without brains.’ ‘Where have you traveled V ‘AH over the oontinent.’ ‘For what purpose V ‘Observation.’ ‘What have you observed V <A little to eommend, muoh to censure, and very muoh to laugh at.’ ‘Umph ! and what do you commend !’ <A handsome woman that will stay at home; an eloquent preaoher that will preach a short sermon ; a good writer that will not write too muoh ; and a fool who has sense enough to hold his tongue.’ ‘What do you censure V ‘A man who marries a girl for her fine danoing ; a youth who studies law and medicine, while he has the use of his hands ; and people who elect a drunkard or blockhead to an office.’ ‘What do you laugh at V ‘I laugh at a man who expects his posi tion to oommand that respeot which his personal qualities and qualifications do not merit.’ He was dismissed. Robbing a Beide op Her Bed. —The St. Louis Democrat has the following : At Layer’s boarding house, in this oPy, an unusually merry wedding came off on Thursday night, and the dance was pro longed till one o’olook in the morning. The bride an.' groom then repaired to their apartment, but —horrible visus— bed and bodding had been sacrilegiously stolen from the nuptial chamber! Some vindictive wretch had gained felonious ingreßS at the rear, and effeoted a robbery unparalleled in the history of matrimony. It is conjeotnred that so fell vengeanoe could only have been devised and exeeuted by some disappointed lover of the bride. 'SW The following slanderous para graph goes unrebuked: A wag has invented a new telegraph. He proposes placing a line of women thirty steps apart, and communicate the news to the first of them as a secret. The lanoasteb intelligences. JOB PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT, No. 8 NORTH DUKE STREET, LANCASTER, PA. The Jobbing Department is thoroughly furnished with new and elegant type of every description, and is under the charge of a practical, and experienced Job Printer/ The Proprietors are prepared to PRINT CHECKS, - NOTES, LEGAL BLANKS, CARDS AND CIRCULARS, RTT.T. HEADS AND HANDBILLS, PROGRAMMES AND POSTERS, PAPER BOOKS AND PAMPHLETS, BALL TICKETS AND INVITATIONS, PRINTING IN COLORS AND PLAIN PRINTING, with neatness, accuracy and dispatch, on the most reasons* ble terms, ana in a manner not excelled by any establish ment in the city. . . jy. orders from a distance, by mail or promptly attended to. Address v GEO. SANDERSON k SON, Intelligencer Office, No. 8 North Duke street, Lancaster, Pa. sir; do not TIINS WATCHES! RICH JEWELRY t SILVER WARE / SILVER WARBII PIE, CAKE AND BUTTER KNIVES. SUGAR, CREAM AND OYSTER SPOONS. SOUP AND OYSTER LADLES, SPOONS, PORKS, Ac., Ao. Lstxsv Brnn and Bast Workmanship. SILVER-PLATED WARE I SILVER-PLATED WARE I! BASKETS, CASTORS, PITCHERS, MUGS, SPOONS, PORKS, kc. t Ac., J 08? FROM !H1 FACTORIXfI. WATCHES! WATOHEBII WATOHEBIII WARRANTO TIM*-KEEPERS. CHEAP) CHEAP JI : CHEAP H CLOCKS) CLOCKS)! CLOCKS))) QUff, COLUMN AND PLAIN FRONTS. JEWELEYI JEWELBYII JEWELBYII LATEST STYLES AND BEST QUALITY. ' HARRY Z RHOADS, 22U Wist KIBB 811111, Between CSoopert Hotel sod J. G. Qeti’i Dry Goods Store: dec 17 . 4149 mHB CONFESSIONS AND EXPBEI- J_ ENCE OP A BUFPERER. —Published as it warnings and for the especial benefltof Young Men, and those who suffer with Nervous Debility, Loss of Memory, Premature Decay, Ae~ 4c., Ae., by one who has curedhlmself by mm* pie means, after being pot to great expense and Inconveni ence, through the use of worthless ta«licines prwerihed by learned Doctors, ’Blb'glecopies maiy.be bad of the author, 0 A. LAMBERT, Esq., Greenpolnt, Long Island, by en may2o 2ml9J ' ‘Orempolnt,LongMaud, W. Y. q. z. GOTTWALSi produce commission merchant. TJURBirruRK OF r *V*ET' J - tloa. warranted aa gqod Aa the, bwt, .nachoapar &cheavOTt—•tKETOTUit’a,-So** ll <W**» Lives there a man with soul so dead Who never to himself bath said, The soamp who stole that bridal bed * Deserves to live and die unwed, With maidens old to punch his head. No 813 Epmhs Giwna Sraxn, imm : •.PHIUJOKtPHIA.. . n r??. .»<«• FARHBE’S UH I OHSOX B i No. 92» M ARKET BTBHBT. - r BetweenUthjindlOtb;- *r*-- “ P HU A D Bl P HI A J. 0. jsWiNG end J. H. KURTZ, Proprietors. BOARDERS abeomßodged on reasonable terms, and transient customera*4ALoo-per day. 4SP» StabHngforSeventy-Five Horses. jniy is- trzr N. AMBB, DENTIST, forflre yeart-Cvtndent. an d assistant of Dr.: WAXLAN. ftrSwrty of JWs MBS city, baa removedhisoffieeto m 4*j mr oocnpled by Dr. HeQaDa, lfl~East King street, two doors from Centre where lie-Is prepared'to meet those who mayjkvor him with their confidence,axtd serve them In the most skillful manner,- warranting satisfaction In every reasonable ease, both as to operations peribrmedAfid chargee for the same. WM. Ht 4MKA aprl .•-.-<••115301. HxinQuianxs, 7&ih Bn'S* P.Y„ V . BBDST7IUI. Tenn, JolyT.lSCa. f IN ACCORDANCE WITH "SPRpiAL orders No. 11 from Headquarters, Louisville Barrack* I hereby notify all eoldlere belonging to the Regi ment P.Y., now absent on si ek leave or fwlough, to report to the nearest recruiting offioer immediately, or b* con sidered deserters. ‘ . • In eases of serious disability from wounds or ribkMM which may prevent obedience to thls requirement,the etn tiflcate of aphyaicjancf gopistandlngyrlU be reqhired,de eeribing bis ntistsbtOry, Jtite'mQlmiy commander may grant a written furiough for not exceed ing thirty days, or a discharge on the prescribed form of a certificate of disability made out strictly, acoordlng to the regulations. , . “ Bnt no discharges will he given on account of rheuma tism, or where there is a prospect of recovery within .a reasonable time.” . H. A. HAMBRIGHT, . ... Col. Commanding J9th p. Ti . Official; L. G. Bonix, Adj*t, _ I ' rjulyl6'Bt2T SOMETHING FOR THE TIMES XX X A NECESSITY IN EVERT HOUSEHOLD 111 ; MENS A CROSLETB- - - ‘ AMERICAN. 0 EMB,NT G,LUE, rax BTX6XGX&* eum cv rax world - POR CEMENTING WOOD, LEATHER, GLASS,' IVORY, CHINA, MARBLE, PORCELAIN, ALABASTER,’ BONE, CORAL, Ao, Ac* Ac. ' Th& only article of the kind iever produced which will withstand Water. EXTRACTS: . V’ ' “ Every housekeeper should have a supply *of Johns A\ ; Ciosley’a American Cement Glue.”— New York Tunes, . “It is so convenient to have in the boose”— New York Express. ■ M lt is always ready; this commends it to everybody,”—? N. Y. Independent. “ We have tried it, and find it as useful In oar hoase as water.”— Wilkes* Spirit of the Times. ■ ■ • :: • •••- PRICE TWENTY-FIVE OENTS PER BOTTLE, Very Liberal Reductions to Wholesale Dealers* TERMS CASH. 4&* For sale by all Druggists and Storekeepers generally throughout the country. . JOHNS A OROBLEY, (Sole Manufacturers.) 78 WILLIAM ST., (Corner of Liberty St.,) NEW YORK, jqly 9 ~ 1y26 The st. Louis* chestnut street HOUSE, BSTW££S THIBD AND FoUBTH, PHILAMIPHUu The undersigned, haying leased, for a term of years, tMe popular house, have the pleasure of announcing to their friends and the travelling community that it is now*open for the reception of guests. Ti^honse 1 riucotbe first of March last, has been entirely renovated and refitted in a superior mahrier; the apartments are large, well ventilated and furnished In modern style. It la centrally located, convenient to all the depot and steamboat landings, and In the immediate vicinity of the Custom House, Poet Office and Corn Exchange. Connected with the Hotel is a Restaurant for the accom modation of those preferring the European plan. Prices of Rooms from Three to Seven Dollars per week, according to location. " . Board $1.50 per day. Table d’Hote for merchants and business men from 1 to 3 P. M. apr 8 ly 13J Howard association, PHILADELPHIA. For the Relief of the 81ck and Distressed, afflicted with Virulent and Chronic Diseases, and especially for the Cure of Diseases of the Sexual Organs. MEDICAL ADVICE given gratis, by the Acting Surgeon. VALUABLE REPORTS on Spermatorrhoea or Seminal Weakness, and other Diseases or the Sexual Organs, and on the NEW REMEDIES employed in the Dispensary, sent to the afflicted In sealed letter envelopes, free of charge. Two or three Stamps for postage will be acceptable. Address, DR. J. BKILLIN HOUGHTON, Acting Surgeon, Howard Association, No. 2 South Ninth St., Philadelphia jane 10 . ly 22 DREBSLBR*B BAIR JJWELBY STOSS, No. 206 NOBTH Bth STRUT ABOVE iUOR, PHTT.ATVBT.PTTTA. On hand and for sale, a choice assortment ot superior patterns, and will plait to order BRACELETS, EAR RINGS, FINGER RINGS, BREAST PINS, CROSSES, . . NECKLACES, GUARD AND VEST CHAINS. 4®*- Orders enclosing the hair to be plaited may be sent by mail. Give a drawing as near.as you can on paper, and enclose such amount as you may choose to pay. Costs as follows: Ear Rings $2 to s6—Breast Pins $3 to $7 —Finger Rings 75 cents to $3.50 —Vest Chains $6 to s 7— Necklaces $2 to $lO. ASjf-Ilair put Into Medallone, Box Breast Pins, Rlngs, &o. OLD GOLD AND SILVER BOUGHT AT FAIR RATES, apr 16 ly 14 BIOTINA JELOOFIH G ■ MANIjy ACT DEED BY TUB UNITED STATES BIOTINA HOOPING COMPANY. No. 9 Gobs Block, oobnib Gbeen Aim Pitts Sts. . BOSTON, MASS. This Portable Hoofing is the only article ever offered to tho public, which is ready prepared to go on the roof without any finishing operation. It is light, handsome, and easily applied, and can be safely and cheaply transported to any part of the world. It will not taint or discolor water run* nlng over, or lying ou it, and is in all respects a very de sirable article. Its nonconducting properties adapt it especially to covering manufactories of various kinds, and It is confidently offered to the public after a test of fear years in all varieties of climate and temperature, for covering all kinds of roofs, flat or pitched, together with cars, steam boats, 4c. It is both cheap and durable. Agents wanted, to whom liberal inducements are oflared. Bend for sample,'circular, - Ac., with particulars, to “ U. S. HOOFING 00., No. 9 Goal Block, Boston.” r apr29 3m16 DR . J . T . B A K E B , HOMEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN, OF LAROABf It 01TT,:.; may be consulted professionally; at his Offloe, at -Henry Bear's Hotel, in the Borough or Strasburg, on Thursday of each week, from 10 o'clock in the morning to three in the afternoon. 'i ' An opportunity is time afforded to residents of Btraatmrg and yicinity to avail themselves of Homoeopathic treatment* and fomales snffering from chronic diseases may enjoy the advicfe of one who has made Jhia class of dlseaaee a speciality. J.T. BAKES, M.D., Homoeopathic Physician, oct 22 tf 41J East King street, above Lime, Lancaster A BOOK FOR THE TIM ES I GET IT!J BEAD ITU! JULIETTE MOORE; PASSION AND REALITY. • A till OP *R* BOOTH. BY WILLIE WARE, Well known as a contributor to the following first-class mbllcatloaa: Peterson’s National Magazine, Godey’s jady’a Book, New York Weekly, New York Batnrday Courier, New York Dispatch, New York Sunday Times, Flag of Our Union, True Flag, American Union, literary Companion, Life Illustrated* Ac., Ac. He Is also well known as the original of Doesticks,, Sweet William; in the Diversions of that celebrated writer.- And the author of Driftwood; The Little Brown House, Estelle Graham, (a prise stoiy,) The Choice, etc. MSr The usual discount to trade. Please send your orders immediately to WILLIE WARE, Monroe, Mich. A - PRICE OF BOOK—IS Cents. Jfeb Utf 6 Horse and cattle puw.der TATTERSAL’S HORSE POWDER, HEAVE POWDER, . ROSIN, FENNUGRBEK SULPHUR, GEUBIAN, ' CREAM TARTAR, ' For sale at THOMAS KItLM.AKEB’S Drag A Chemical Store, West King street, Lancer, fob 9 ~i, El SHI N G T AOKLE. Rods. Limerick and Kirby Hooks, Net-Twine, Sea Grass, Cotton and linen Lines, Floats, Snoods, Ao. For sale at THOMAS ELLMAKER’B Drag A Chemical Store, opposite Cross Keys Hotel, W King street, Lancaster. - [may 17 tf 18 B DID DING SDA T MB, THE BEST QUALITIES IN THE MARKET,-: The undersigned, having made arrangements, with Mr. R. JONES, for air his best anility of PHAOH-BOTTOM bt.atw, for this market; and Vsfiailararmngem»td with the proprietors.ofstx.of theprincipaland beat qparriealn York eonnty, he has Just rechtyed alarge lor of (base superior quantities of Building Slate, which, wUI. be. jmt on by the square, or sold by the ton, on the most 'fawn; able terms. Also, constantly on band; an EXTRA LIGHT PEACH BOTTOM SLATE, intended for Slating on flnmffe Koofa. • *•*' " • --- P.-urjcc As these qualities of Slate are THE BEST IN, Tgß MARKET, Builders and others wUI find it to their tntefest to and ftTnm<na samples, at my. office In, SPRECHER’S. New Agricultural and Seed Waie-fboiinC # V .- GEaD.BERECHHRti-v/ No. 28 East KingSt.,2 door«rWe*t oft^Oour^Houie. 49>This is to. certify that Ido not sell jrajiuty of Peach Bottom Elate to any 'othar-perwmln Lancaster, than Geo. D. gprechflTi as shove stated. r . T B> 70NBS Manufacturer of Teachßotioxnßooflng,Blata. fob 25 ' i -. . . . r._ v r 'j. *3T,T The : b;o p d g«.® »! • ,_ wonderful article, Jose is sometWng entirelynew, and never'befca» 9ffisied' ; to MI apr 3ly 12] . . ;;i Oil, g_C*ator .OUiPßi«»*J»Ua.gU. (^* Pnu ft Chamieal Star. Wart Kin*atrert Jin. : (U,, .-J. orf; :Q tf SPICKS, Clnaama»..Cl«TMiBal«- _ ft CBt«s^£feMWMtl£to«,rtg|rt t lgiirfr. Manual asd inkim ‘ viboszPfcoß. theme of all a*4 lUlltta,.,lJmfA\Me- and adafted to the <UedpßMOt_to«aa»oir *** preemt'day, by an officer P kvliini) •Nd U, Odrnlr AoKSp j U r?'10 birJ? NO. 29. HENRY NEIL, ISAAC L. DEVOE.
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