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JOAN OP ARC’S FAREWELL TO HER HOME.
TRANSLATED PROM THE GERMAN OP SCHILLER, BY
THE BEY. CHARLES T. BROOKS.
Farewell, ye moontalns, ye belovecLpaatures
Ana peaceful, friendly valleys, fare ye well,
b? D v*? lole aIOD S J Paths may wander;
She bids you a fond, a last farewell;
Meadows that X have watered, trees I.planted,
.Longmay your smiling green my kindness tell;
JfareweU, ye cooling grottos, murmuring fountains,
thou, soft Echo, voice of the lone dell,
inat oft xnad’st answer to my jocund strain;
Joan may never visit you again.
Ye scenes where all my quiet joys were found,
X leave you here behind for evermore;
Ye lambkins sporting on the flowery ground,
boon, a lost flook, ye’ll roam the mountains o’er
I go to lead another flock, ’mid sound
Of drum and trumpet, on a field of gore.
A spirit’s voice has summoned me—X yield
No earth-born passion spurs me to the field.
fi®who of,old from Horeb’s height came down,
«ir ,n^ f ? m , the barniD 8 hash to Moses spake:
Who bade him stand and brave stern Pharaoh’s
frown;
Who bade the shepherd-son of Jesse take
" warrior’s -spear and wear a kingly crown :
Who still loves shepherds for his meroy’s sake.—
To me hath spoken from yon whispering tree,—
“Go forth; thou shalt on earth my witness be!
a Go, and henceforth the brazen armor prove;
Bind the steel breast-plate to your tender breast;
Let not man’s love have power thy heart to move,
Nor wild unholy fires thy soul molest;
No bridal wreath shall bloom thy brow above,
No smiling ipfant on thy bosom rest, *
Yet shall the hero's lasting fame be thine;
Above earth’s noblest daughters thou shalt shine.
“ When in the shock of fight the mightiest reel,
When the last hour of Franoe is. drawing nigh
Then shalt thou wave thy oriflame on high ; ’
Like corn before the reaping maiden’s steel,
Low in the dust shalt see the tyrant lie,
Roll back his proud, triumphant chariot-wheel,
To the brave sons of France salvation bring,
Deliver Khelms, and crown thy rightful king.”
The Lord of Hosts has promised me a sign,
And now he sends this home—’tis from Bim!
Its iron touch nerves me with power divine;
I feel the glory of the cherubim;
I must away to join the bristling line—
A tempest whirls me ohward; earth grows dim;
The din of battle summons me away, ’
The war-steed prances and the trumpets bray.
Much Sickness from '‘Exposure to a Draft.”
Of the “Danger of Exposure to a Draft,” we often
read
That it generates disorders which are very bad in
deed !
But the danger from “Exposure to a Draft” was
ne’er so great
As, I judge from indications, it has grown to be of
late.
Of all our “loyal citizens,” I think X cannot tell
Of more than half-a-dozen who are “feeling very
A well,”
•And so various are the phases of the illness from one
canse
That 1 wonder if Dame Nature is steadfast to her
laws.
One is halt, and one is blind, and one is deaf as any
post; ■
A fourth gone in consumption, and can hardly walk
at most;
A fifth is dying daily from a weakness of the spine,
And a sixth is fading slowly in a general deoline.
There.is Jenkins, stalwart-looking, standing six feet
in his shoes; V;
And Ins oheeks so plump look ruddy as the sunset’s
golden hues;
But, alas! the fond delusion! ’tis a hectic flush we
we see—
’Tis a pulmonary Jenkins who ere long must oease
to be.
There is Muggins, with an abdomen protrusive and
rotund,
One would think his “constitution as it is” disease
had shunned;
But the Dropsy, that deceitful and insidious com
plaint,
Haß begotten his distention—“you may ask him if
ithain’t!*’
If Jeff Davis were a man of any gumption, he would
know
That he wastes his ammunition when he shoots a
dying foe;
Just let him halt in Dixie till a few more months
are sped,
And I’m sure our “loyal citizens” will nearly all
be dead!
f Logan (Ohio) Gazette,
A SOLDIER’S FIRST BATTLE.
So then the problem is solved, and I am
after all a hero ! I am glad to know it,
for it gives me confidence in myself that I
did not before possess. I had long doubted
whether that identity known to its fellows
as Edgar Brandon, was a brave man or a
ooward, and now the doubt is removed, the
matter is olear, the fact is established,
numbers have witnessed it, and the general
has made it publio. Well, now that lam
a hero, have been congratulated by my
comrades and strangers, been acknowl
edged as suoh by my government, and am
lying here in the hospital with a broken
arm, two broken ribs, a bruised head, a
serious stab, and sundry minor ailments,
with plenty of time to think and reflect, let
me recall the details and see what olaim
1 have to the honorable distinction. A
private in a battalion of cavalry, flanking
the. right of a« oolumn of infantry, and
quietly watching the dense bodies of the
enemy, as they steadily moved up into
position for opening the terrible oonflict,
their bright arms glittering and flashing in
the unclouded rays of a clear, morning
sun, 1 had not the responsibility of com
mand to distraot my thoughts from the con
sideration of personal danger, and I re
member oaloulating the chances of my be
ing one of the first victims when the black
mouthed batteries of the foe Bhould belch
forth their messengers of death. Though
I sat firm and still, I felt very ill at ease,
and looking round upon my comrades, I
saw many a pale face and quivering lip,
which convinced me their thoughts and
feelings were similar to mine. Why oould
we not advance ? Why must we remain
there, like so many statues, and let iron
hail strike us with all our cold, shuddering
reflections npon us. Oh, for aotion, action
of some kind, to ward off the thoughts that
were seoretly making us tremble, like
cowards ? Should we break and fun at
the first sight of blood? There was no
telling, for we were as yet untried soldiers,
and soaroely a man among us had the right
to say he would stand fire. How was it
with veterans? Did they ever feel
as we felt while waiting for a battle to be
gin?
The suspense was awful, and every
minute made it worse. Why did not one
fi ide or the other fire, and break the par
alyzing dread ? But no—marohing,
marching—moving here, there and yonder
■ all except onr column, whioh had got
into position too soon, and must now wait
idly for the dread messengers of destruc
tion, like so many sheep in the butcher’s
pen.
Gradually the whole field began to settle
down into a death-like quiet, and at last the
two armies stood passively before eaoh
other, faoe to face, watching eaoh other in
that ominous silence which prooeeds the
bursting of the tempest. And then I
would tave given half of my life, what
ever thatmight be, to have been home.—
So muoh for that courage whioh inen now
V.tt Sr.
applaud, and which is said to have won me
; snoh honorable distinction.
| From my, position on elevated ground, I
j could see the headquarters of the opposite
army, with mounted officers pranoing and
i curvetting around a centre, which 1 knew
to be the commander-in-chief, the single
human being who was to direot that host
amid the roar and rush and oarnage so soon
to be. Ah! cool should be the brain and
great the skill of him who Is the thinking
principle of snch a mighty mass!. whose
will may be the fate of hundreds, perhaps
thousands, perhaps of a nation itself!
There was now a deep and awful silence
of perhaps a minute, as if each oommander
dreaded to be the first to open the work of
death, and there was a single flash, a single
roll of smoke, a single heavy boom, and the
signal of deadly strife had been given from
the cannon’s mouth. Then came the united
roar of more than twenty batteries, all
along the lines, to whioh our batteries gave
the answering roar, and in an instant the
missiles of death had passed from foe to
foe, and the battle had begun.
Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed, with
the ground fairly trembling under the roar
of cannon, and still there was nothing for
me to do but sit my horse, look down upon
a oloud of smoke, listen to the sounds of
strife, and calculate the chances of being
suddenly hurled into eternity with every
breath I drew. At first the balls went
wide of the position I occupied, and men
fell at a distance ; but gradually the strife
grew nearer more near, till at length the
balls began to sing around us, and the
heavy smoke rolled up to envelop us in its
sulphurous folds. Now the roar of can
non, the rattle of musketry, the shouts,
shrieks and groans of the combatants, made
a horrid din in the ears of one who, - with
nothing to do wished himself a thousand
miles from that perilous plaoe. Why were
we kept idle, to be shot at like so many
dumb targets ? Occasionally, as the smoke
lifted, I could see cavalry oharging, and
infantry advancing and firing, and I envied
those who, while doomed to faoe the dan
ger, had some aotion for the body as well
as the mind. If we must remain in that
horrible locality, (and I must confess 1
thought seriously of the chances of running
away,) in the name of Heaven, let us have
action of some kind !
‘ Well, Palmer, what do you think of
this V I said, while turning to the man on
my left.
His lips opened for a reply, but none
ever came. A oannon ball passed through
his breast, and he fell over against me, his
life-blood staining my garments. I uttered
an involuntary cry of horror, and clung to
my saddle, with everything swimming
around me.
While thus I sat, Biok, faint and dizzy,
I have a dim reoolleotion of seeing an officer
dash up to the commander of our troop, and
a dim consciousness that he said something
in a loud, hurried tone. Then I remember
hearing the words :
<We must take yonder battery ! —let
every man do his duty! Forward!
oharge
The bugle sounded, and somehow I
found my horse in motion, with my com
rades riding besides me. On we went,
faster and faster, through smoke and flame,
amid a confused roar of fire-arms and hu
man voices, till down went my horse,
pitching me clean over his head and into
the arms of a man, who grappled me by
the throat, and springing back, struok at
me with a sabre. Instinctively I parried
the blow, and then somehow getting the
impression that if I did not kill him he
would me, I cut him down. Then there
was a rush and whirl around me, that I
did not understand, and somebody else
seemed trying to take my life. Of course
it was my duty to defend myself as well as
I ooujd, and I remember striking out with
sabre right and left, though with what
effeot I really do not know.
However, in something like a minute or
so, I found myself standing all alone, just
in front of a large oannon, with several
persons fighting near me, some mounted
and some on foot. One of the mounted
men looked like my oaptain ; and with a
vague idea that I ought to assist him, I
was moving toward him, when a sudden
blow on the head sent me reeling against
the oannon, and I fell down under it.
Though partially stunned, I was not de
prived of my senses, and I might easily
have got up and oontinued the fight; but
it oocurred to me that I was safer where I
was—that I had a rather Providential es
oape— aDd so I oonolnded to lie there for
awhile, more especially as I believed I
could meet any malicious charge of oow
ardice with the bold assertion that my
wound had for the time deprived me of
consciousness. *
In a minute or two the gun was surroun
ded by my comrades, and then nine hearty
cheers rent the air. J
*Bravely done, my-gallant fellows!’
said the voioo of our eommander; ‘ the
battery is ours ; but, alas .' with the loss
of some of the noblest spirits that ever
went into battle. Let them be taken up
and carried back—some of them may yet
be saved. Poor Brandon! I shall never
forget him. The first upon the enemy, he
fought with a valor seldom equalled.—
With his horse shot from under him, he
engaged in a hand-to-hand enoonnter, and
slew three desperate fellows before he was
overpowered. Ah ! my heart swells with
pride at the thought that I command suoh
men!—let the memory of the dead be
honored.’
Good heavens ! was he in earnest or in
jest? I anxiously listened for the langh,
but none came. Could it be possible that
he had mistaken me for a hero t me 1 who
had blundered through all I had done, and
got out of the way at the earliest possible
moment. No, no—already I was doubt
less the bntt of my oaptain and eomrades !
‘Ah ! here he is! here is Brandon!’
exclaimed two or three voices; and imme
diately a dozen hands assisted me out from
under the oannon, and oongratnlations
poured in npon me till I was more com
pletely bewildered than while I was uncon
sciously acting the part of a daring hero.
Suoh then was my first glorions exploit,
with the exaot amount of credit that ought
to attaoh to it, but whioh I think I will
keep to myself, notwithstanding I have
-recorded it in my journal. What business
has the critioal publio with motives ?. Facts
have made me a hero in spite of myself,
and let the faots stand as others have re
corded them.
In a few minutes another order called
my porps away to another oharge: but I,
not being mounted, oould,not aooompanv
them. So I started off aftiot toward that
part of the field whither I peroeived some
“THAT OODHTRT 18 THI HOST PSOSmOUB WHXU LABOR OOMXAHM IHB SBBATBBT UWAHD.”
LANCASTER CITY. PA.. TtTESDAY MORNING. ATOTTST 19, 1862.
i men carrying the wonnded. Before I got
half way there, one of the enemy’s horses
oame prancing down toward me, and with
a sudden spring I caught it. Having
mounted, I was riding away as fast as I
could, when a body of eavalry oame thun
dering along, with the bugler sounding a
charge. I would have given these foemen
a wide berth, but unfortunately my con
founded fool of a horse would not let me.
Taking the bit in his teeth, he rushed
directly in among them;.and I, being a
good deal exoited and confused, thought I
was now obliged to fight, whether I would
or not. Had it occurred to me that I
could surrender myself a prisoner of war,
I should unquestionably have done so at
onoe ; but instead' of this, I began to lay
about me, right and left, with no particular
design in view, except it might be to get
away as quick as I could. Surely they
must have thought me either a madman or
a fool, to contend single-handed against
suoh odds, and they treated me according
ly. Sabres flashed, blows fell, and soon,
with a broken arm and a broken head, I
dropped from my horse, to have the little
sense I possed trampled out of me on the
ground.
Now seriously, this fs all I personally
know of a battle in whioh it is said I dis
tinguished, if not immortalized, myself by’
prodigies of valor; for the next I remem
ber is of finding myself among the woun
ded, under the care of our surgeon, who
informed me that the enemy had been de
feated, and we had won a great victory’.—
He further stated that my name was in
everybody’s mouth, from the General
down; and though a few of the more pru
dent were disposed to censure my rashness,,
yet all conourred in pronouncing me a hero
worthy of the palmiest days of Sparta.
Though excessively pale from the loss
of blood, I know that some must have
found its way to my cheeks as I humbly i
confessed that my last Quixotic charge
was all the work of an unmanageable ;
horse; but to my surprise the dootor •
affected not to believe me, and declared
that true merit was always modest. After
that I told others the same, truthful story, ,
with the samo result; .but now I do not
repeat it any more—finding it a very ,
pleasant thing to be a distinguished hero, ,
with a somewhat lucrative promotion as my
reward.
The only thing that troubles me now,
aside from my honorable wounds and
bruises, is the mental query, whether,
in oase I should so happily blunder
through the seoopd as the first, and ever
find another vicious, head-strong beast to
bear me on to glory in spite of myself.
Spurgeon and the Yankee.— A gen
tleman from England relates an anecdote
of Mr. Spurgeon that is too good to be
lost. The great preaoher, to illustrate
* personal effort,’ one day told a story
of a « Yankee’ who bosted that he could
whip the entire English nation.
‘ And how oould you do it V said a by
stander.
‘ Why,’ said the Yankee, ‘ I would take
one Englishman at a time, then another,
and so on, until all were whipped.’
At the close of the sermon there came a
tall, solemn-looking man, who hailed from
the State of Maine, and presented to Mr.
Spurgeon a letter of introduction. Soon
Mr. Spurgeon addressed the new-comer by
saying: J
‘ Well, my American friend, how did
you like my illustration of individual power,
drawn from your oonntryman V
‘ Oh, I was quiet well pleased with it
because it was so true.’
‘So true, so true,’ said Mr. Spurgeon,
‘ what do you mean, sir ?’
‘ I knew a Yankee that did that once,’
was the reply.
‘ And what was his name ?’ Mr. Spur
geon asked. -
‘ The name, sir, was George Washing
ton ; perhaps you have heard of him 1 ’
Mr. Spurgeon joined in the hearty langh,
end allowed that the Yankee was too muoh
for him.
A Keligious Doa.—The N.Y.-corres
pondent of the Boston Journal is responsi
ble for the following :
ln the ancient and beautiful town of
Chatham, New York, is a very remarkable
dog, whose character and behavior would
excite the admiration of all good men.
On week days he is a dog of like passions
and behavior with other animals, but on
Sunday his peculiarities and seotarian
prejudices shine out. Unlike the crow, he
oan count, and knows when Sunday oomes.
He is not the same then as on other days.
He indulges in no pastimes. He encoura
ges no. company and no familiarity. He
says in aotion louder than words to the
vain and canine race— ‘ Six days shalt thou
play and do all your sports.’
The family are all Presbyterians, but
the dog is a Methodist. On Sunday mor
nings he attends the family on their way
to churoh leaves them at the house.of the
Lord where they attend, and goeß on his
solitary and uubnken way till he comes to
the Methodist ohuroh, which is a little
further on. When he reaches the ohuroh,
he goes up-stairs, and has a particular’
plaoe in whioh he sits ; and when an intru
der ventures into his place, no belle or
madam of fashion, who goes sweeping up
the aisle of Grace and finds a plebian in
her elegant pew, oan give more decided
indication of displeasure and annovanee
than does the dog. His seat yielded, he
attends the servioe with deeornm, and pays
dogmanieal attention to the word of Sorip
ture. Every Sunday he can be seen on his
way to ohnroh, foul weather as in fair—
and his denominational prejudices are as
well known as those of any gentleman in
town.
A School Bor’s Pbank.—Two boys of
tender age, who went by the name of Tom
and Jaok, beeame members of a distriot
sohool ■in a certain town. On making
their appearance the teaoher oalled them
up before the assembled sohool, and pro
ceeded to make certain interrogatories
concerning their names, ages, parents &o.
Woll, my fine lad,’ said the teaoher to
OQ6) * what is your uamo V
. 1 m ’ B * r >’ ver y promptly responded the
juvenile. r
‘ Tom does not sound well. Remember
always speak the fall name. You should
have -said Thom-os.’
Then, turning to the other boy, whoes
expeotant face suddenly lighted up with
the satisfaction of a newly comprehended
idea; the teaoher inquired:
‘Now, then, my son, oan you tell me
what your name is ?’ .
Jaok-ass,’ replied the lad in a tone of
confident deoision.
''SWT'Sr.
AN ANGEL.
1 A little pauper boy'sat down on the
curbstone and tried to think. His feet
were bare, red, - And cold ; but never mind
that. The chill air penetrated bis ragged
garments; but never mind that; He'
wanted to think. Who are those people
passing him, looking bo warm and com.
fortable ? - What did it mean that they
should be happy and cheerful, -and be so
sad ? Nond of them had snch heavy
hearts ; that he was sure of. He looked
up into the cold blue sky. , What was it,
and who lived up there ? Somebody said
onoe that God would take care of him.
Where was God. Why didn’t He take
care of him ? Oif he oonld only see God
for one little minute, or the angel that the
good man told him of when, his mother
died! Did folks ever see God ? Did they
ever see angels ? .
_ An organ-grinder came near and took
his stand. The melody he played light
ened the little boy’s heart somewhat; but
it didn’t warm him, it didn’t make him
less hungry. He kept shivering in spite
of musio ; and he felt s , all alone, so de
spairing. Then the organ-grinder passed
away; he never heeded the little Child sit
ting on the ourbatone; he had so many
things to think of. The oarriageß passed
by, and the carts, and a oompany of sol
diers ; but it was all dumb show of him—
he was trying to think, with suoh a dull
pain at his heart. Presently three or four
ooarse-looking boys gathered behind him,
and winked and laughed.at each other. In
another moment the youngest gave a
thrust, and over went the poor little home
less ohild into the gutter. One soream,
one sob of anguish, as he gathered himself
up and looked after the boys, now Ilyin (r
away with shouts of mirth. O how cruel
it seemed in them—how oruel! The little
hungry boy walked slowly on sobbing and
shivering to himself. He didn’t know
jyhat he was walking for, or why he was
living. He felt out of.plaoe—a poor little
forlorn spirit that had lost its way—a
bruised reed that any one might break—a
little heart so tender that a look was
anguish, how muoh more a blow !
The little boy stood at last near the
oorner of a street. An apple stand, at
whioh he gazed with longing eyes, not far
off, was tended by a oross-looking old
man. There were cakes on the stand, and
the poor little mouth of the homeless child
watered as he saw one boy after another
deposit his penny, and take his cake. He
had no penny, and though there was
hunger in his eyes, the oross-looking old
man never offered him a morsel.
The tempter oame. The old man’s baok
was turned. A vile boy at his side—at
the side of the homeless ohild—nudged
his elbow. 1 You take one,’ he whispered ;
‘ I’ll give you half.’
The little ohild gazed at him steadily.
He saw something in the bleared eyes that
made him shrink—something set his heart
to beating.
‘ I tell you, hook one,” whispered the
boy; ‘ I wont tell, and we’ll go away and
eat it.’
‘ I don’t want to steal,’ said the home
less child.
‘O you fool!’ muttered the brutal
, tempter, and. smote him in the eyes, his
heavy hand dealing a blow that sent the
poor little child against the wall, his whole
frame quivering with angnish. The ter
rible blow had almost blinded him for a
moment. A great sob oame np in his
throat. ‘ O what have I done to be treated
so ?’ There never, never was a God, or
He would not let him suffer so, and that
beoause he refused to be wicked. I don’t
believe that ever a man in his deadliest
bereavments suffered more than that sad
little child. His heart was literally swell
ing grief, and though he oould not reason
about it, he felt as if there were great and
sore injustice somewhere.
He started to cross the street. A dark
blinding pain made his poor temples ring.
‘ Back ! baok ! Good heavens ! the ohild
is under his feet. Baok ! baok !
‘ 0 mamma, it is our horses ran over a
poor little boy ! 0 mamma, mamma !’
‘ls he hurt muoh, coachman !’ The
woman’s faoe is pale as ashes. < Yes, he
is hurt badly. Take him right in, don’t
wait; oarry him right in and up stairs.
It was your oarelessness. The ohild shall
be attended to.
There is no anguish now. Porhaps God
saw he had borne all he could, and so took
the poor little broken heart there to heal.
How very white and quiet! ‘0 a sweet
faoe, a sweet face!’ murmured the
woman, bending over the boy ; and tears
fell npon his forehead, but he did not feel
them.
‘O the poor little boy!’ sobs Nelly;
1 the poor little boy ! I wish he had kept
on the sidewalk; I wish he had stayed
home with his mother.’
Alas, in this world there was no mother
to keep him.
The doctor oame, said he was not dead,
but would very likely die. There was a
hospital near. The poor thmg had better
be sent there. But the good woman would
not allow that. She wonld oare for him
herself, she said. Ho had been injured by
one of her horses, atid she felt it was her
duty to attend to him. Besides, it was
likely that the child had no mother. Suoh
a boy as he, with his faoe so sweet and
girlish, so pure and lovable would never be
sent on the streets like that if he had a
mother. Besides (and here tears fell) there
was a little mound not yet green over jnst
suoh a child. No, no, it was not in her
heart to put the poor wonnded boy away.
Let him stay whether he lived or died.
The weary, weary days passed on. One
morning the little boy: opened his dim bine
eyes, but he did not know himself. His
glance fell wearily on his hands. There
were white bands aronnd his wrists, with
ruffles on them. The bed was snowy
white, too, and a crimson light fell over
everything.
‘ Dear God ! I am in Heaven,’ mur
mured the ohild. ‘Yes, God will take
care of me now.’
What visions of loveliness glanced forth
from the shadow behind the bed. The
rich curls fell around a face of exquisite
beauty. The beaming eyes looked love
and gladness npon him.
‘Oyes! there is an aDgel!’ he said
softly. ‘I am glad. They won’t knook
me over again, they won’t want me to Bteal
apples here, and perhaps I shall never die
again. Now, I want to see my mother.
‘ My dear boy, are yon better this morn
ing ?’ asked a low softvoice.
He turned slowly and wearily.
‘ Is it mother!’ homurmured. -
* O yes !’ and there were qoiok sobs and
tears ; ‘ yes my little child, I will be your
mother, and yon shall be my son. Will
love me dearly ?’
'■ ‘ Yes, Ido love yon mother, is it Hea
ven?
‘ Heaven! no, darling, it is earth; but
God sent you here to our hearts, and you
shall be loved and cared, for.' See, here is
a little sister, and yon will be very happy
with her. Kiss him, Nelly.’
Her rosy lips touched his pale ones, and
a heavenly smile lighted np in his face.
The past, was hot forgotten, but it was
gone. No more mouldy orusts, oaths,
harsh words and blows. No more begging
At basement doors, and looking half fam
ished to envy a dog gnawing a bone in the
streets. No more fear of rude ohildren
who never knew where their own hearts
lay, no more sleeping on doorsteps, and
listening in terror to the drunken quarrels
of the vioious and depraved.
Yes, the past was gone, and in the rosy
future were love, home, even God and the
angels. Certainly, sweet spirits had guard
ed that ohild, and guided him out of
scouring evil into positive good. Surely,
henceforth he would put his hand trustful
ly in theirs, and turn his faoe Heavenward.
Yes, it was so to be. The dear, teachable'
ohild—a jewel picked from the mire, a
brand snatched from the burning—was yet
to illumine the dark paths of this world
with his holy, Heaven-like teaching. Like
a dove he was to go forth over the waters,
and find the olive ’ branoh with whioh to
garland his glad tidings. Blessing, then,
on all who hold their arms out towaids
needy little ohildren making their homes
arks of refuge. Beautiful stars shall they
have in their crowns of rejoicing, for surely
there is.no jewel brighter in all the world,
and perhaps in all eternity, than the soul'
of a little ohild.
A THRILLING ADVENTURE,
THE PIONEER’S LAST SHOT.
We question whether in all the history
of ‘ hair-breadth escapes ’ a parallel to the
following can easily be found. The story
was told us by an old and valued friend now
residing in the country near this oity, and
whose early days were spent near the
scene of the tragio adventure here record
ed.
We give the story as related to us, in the
words of our hero :
‘ It was about 'the year 1765 that I
settled in Virginia, near the falls of the
Canasho. The country at that time was
an unbroken wilderness. But few settle
ments had been made then by the whites,
and they were so far apart as to render vain
all hope of assistance in oase of an attack
from, hostile Indians—numbers of whom
still infested the neighborhood.
‘ I lived here alone with my wife for
several months unmolested, and by dint of
untiring perseverance, being then young
and hardy, had succeeded in making quite
a large olearing in the forest whioh 1 had
planted with corn, and which promised an
abundant yield.
‘ One morning after we had dispatohed
our humble meal, and I had just prepared
to venture forth upon my regular rou
tine of labor, my attention was arrested
by the tinkling of a cow bell in the corn
field.
(t ‘There,’ said my wife, ‘ the cow is in
the corn field.’
‘ .But the ear of the baokwoodsman be
comes by education very acute, especially
so from the fact that his safety often de
pends on the nice cultivation of that sense.
I was not easily deceived, 1 listened—the
sound was repeated.
“ ‘That,’ said I, in reply to the remark
of my wife, < was not the tinkle of a bell
upon the peek of a cow. It is a deooy from
some Indian who desires to draw me into
ambush.’
‘ Believing this to be the oase, I took
down my musket, (I had no rifle) and see
ing that it was properly loaded, I stole
cautiously around the field toward the
point from whioh the sound seemed to
proceed. As I had suspected, there, in
a oluster of bushes orouohed an Indian
waiting lor me to appear in answer to his
decoy bell, that he might send the fatal
bullet to my heart. I approached without
discovering myself to him, until within
shooting distanoe, then raised my pieoe
and fired. ■ The bullet sped true to its
mark, and the Indian fell dead.
‘Not knowing but that he might be
accompanied by others, I returned with all
speed to my cabin, and having firmly bar
ricaded the door, 1 watched all day from
the port hole, in anticipation of an attaok
from the companions of the Indian I had
killed. To add to the danger and seeming
hopelessness of my situation, I discovered
that l had but one charge of powder left,
I'could make but-one shot, and then, if
attacked by numbers, I should be entirely
in their power. Determined to do the
best with what I had, I poured in my last
charge of powder, and put into my musket
fifteen slugs, and then waited for the ap
proach of night, feeling confident of an
attaok.
‘ Night oame on at length. A beautiful
moonlight was too, and this favor
ed me greatly, as I would be able to ob
serve the movement of the enemy as they
approached my cabin. It was two hours
after nightfall, and as yet I had neither
seen or heard a sign of the Indians, when
suddenly I was startled by the barking of
my dog at the stable. 1 knew that the
Indians were ooming. The stable stood a
little to the west of the cabin, and between
the two was a patch of clear ground, upon
which the light of the full moon fell unob
structed. judging from the noise at the
stable, that they would advance from that
direction, I posted myself at the port hole
on that side, of the cabin.
‘ I had previously placed my wife upon
the cross-pole in the chimney, so that in
oase o'nr enemies effected an entrance to
the cabin she might climb out through the
low chimney and effect her escape. For
myself I determined not to be taken alive,
and resolved to sell my life dearly.
‘ With breathless anxiety I watohed at
the port hole. At length I saw them
emerge from the shadow of the stable and
advance across the vacant ground toward
the oabin. One— two—three—great hea
vens ! six stalwart Indians, armed to the
teeth, and.urged on by the hope of revenge.
And I alone to oppose them- with but one
charge of powder.* My case was desper
ate indeed. With quick but stealthy step
in dose single file they approached, and
were already within a few yards of the
house, when a slight Change Or divergence
in the;.movement of the forward Indian,
Changed the position of the entire six • so
that a portion of the left sido of each was
uncovered. They were all in range—one
aim would cover all. Quiok as thought,
I aimed and fired., As the smoka oleared
away, I could hardly credit what my sen
ses -showed .me as the result of my shot •
The fifteen slugs with whioh 1 had loaded
my musket bad done their work well
Five of the six Indians lay dead upon the
ground and the sixth had disappeared.
‘.Although no enemy was now in sight,
I did not venture forth until morning.
There lay the bodies of the five Indians,
undisturbed, together with the rifle of the
other. Scouring the arms and ammuni
tion of the fallen Indians, I followed up.
the trail of the missing one, until it reached
the river, beyond which point’ I oould
disoover no traces whatever. From the
amount of blood whioh marked the trail,
together with the unmistakable evidenoe
that he had picked his way with difficulty,
I was led to believe that he had been mor
tally wounded, and in order to prevent his
body from falling into the' hands of his
white foe, had groped his way to the river
and thrown himself into the ourrent whioh
had borne him away.
‘ The Indians had killed my cow, and
that ycu may be assured was no trifling
loss, yet in my gratitude for my escape
from the merciless savages, I would have
been entirely willing to have made much
greater sacrifices. I was well provided
(by means of arms an ■ ammunition taken
from the slain Indians) in oase of a sec
ond attack, but this fortunately proved to
be my last adventure with the savages.—
Not one of the band had esoaped to tell
the tale, and incite his brethren to
the death of their comrades.
‘ ‘ Ah ! ’ exclaimed the old man, while
the tears gushed from his eyes at the mem
ory of that eventful nigbt, ‘ that was a
glorious shot—the best I ever made.’
The hero of this adventure lived to see
the rude wilderness where he had pito.hed
his lonely cabin, transformed into smiling
fields, and peopled by hardy and enterpri
sing pale faoes, among whom his last days
were passed in ‘ peace and plenty,’ undis
turbed by his old time foes.
The Food that we^Eat.—lt is told by
a quaint old writer, that the Caribs, those
cannibals of early Westf India history, used
to declare ‘ they oould distinguish an En
glishman when cooked, from any other, he
was so rioh and succulent.’ There can be
no doubt that the diet has a good deal to
do in producing plumpness and musoular
strength also? The greater weight and
vigor of the British have won for them
many a battle-field, from Cresy and An
ginoourt, down to Waterloo and Inkerman;
and the British, confessedly, are the best
fed people in Europe. In our own country,
the men of the mountains, or £he border,
are a peculiarly stalwart race ; and the
reason is, not merely that they live so
much in the open air, but also because
their food is so nutritious. Is it not worth
our while to inquire what sort of diet it is
that produces these results ? Why is the
Englishman stronger than the Frenchman?
The solution is, that a judiciously mixed
diet is more favorable to vigor and long
life than one purely animal or vegetable ;
and that slightly oleaginous food is better
fitted to give weight to the person, and
beauty to the form than one of a different
character. —Philadelphia Ledger.
Wipe vs. Lady.—lt is certainly not in
good taste for a gentleman to speak of his
wife as his ‘ lady,’ or to register their
names upon the books of a hotel as ‘ John
Smith and Lady,’ or to ask a friend, ‘how
is your lady V This is all fashionable vul
garity and invariably betrays a lack of cul
tivation.. The term wife is far more beauti
ful, appropriate and refined, whatever may
be said to the contrary. Suppose a lady
were to say, instead of ‘My Husband,’
‘My Gentleman,’ or suppose we were to
speak of ‘ Mrs. Fitz Maurioe and her
gentleman.’ The thing would be absolutely
ludicrous, and its obverse is none the less
so, if rightfully considered. A man’s wife
is his wife and not his lady j and we marvel
that this latter term is not absolutely
tabooed in such a connection, at least by
intelligent and educated people. It ought
to be left for the exclusive use of the cod-,
fish aristooracy. —Providence Post.
A man made a fortune by industry
and close economy, and used to loan his
money on interest. One day, in mid
summer, a friend happening to say to him,
‘ How pleasant it is to have such long,
bright days V ‘ Why, y-e-s,’ replied he,
‘ but these long days the interest comes in
slow.’
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No. 8 NORTH, DUKE STREET, LANCASTER, PA.
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the charge of a practical and experienced Job Printer.--
The Proprietors aro prepared to *
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NOTES, LEGAL BLANKS,
. CARDS AND CIRCULARS,
BILL HEADS AND HANDBILLS,
PROGRAMMES AND POSTERS.
PAPER BOOKS AND PAMPHLETS,
BALL TICKETS AND INVITATIONS,
PRINTING IN COLORS AND PLAIN PRINTING,
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Orders from a distance, by mail or otherwise,
promptly attended to. Address
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Intelligencer Office,
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Exprtst.
“It is always ready; this commends it to everybody ”
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“ We have tried it, and find it as useful In our hnnaA ■■
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PRICE TWENTY-FIVE CENTS PER BOTTLE.
Very Liberal Reductions to Wholesale Dealers.
TERMS CASH.
..39* For Bale by all Druggists and Storekeepers generally
throughout the country.
JOHNS A OEOSLIY,
(Sole Manufacturers,)
78 WILLIAM BT„ (Corner of Liberty St,) NEW YORK
J«ly9 ly 28
Biotina roofing.
MANUTACTURXD B 7 TOE
UNITED STATES BIOTINA ROOFING COMPANY,
No. 9 Gore Block, corner Green and Pins Sts.
BOST.ON, .MASS.
This Portable Roofing is the only article ever offered to
tho public, which is ready prepared to goon 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 hot taint or discolor water run*
ning over, or lying on it, and Is in all respects a very de
sirable article. Ita nonconducting properties adant it
especially to covering manufactories of various kindfc and It
Is confidently offered to the pnMlo afteratest of four years
1 m T» Ar^ l f^ of a C !J IM^ tem P eratare » for coTering
all kinds of roofs, flat or pitched, together with cars, steam
boats, Ac. • .
miiiS M* “d durable. Agents wanted, to whom
l i bei sfj? du 2! ne ? ts are °®*r*d- Bend for sample, circular,
to “ u * S* ROOFING CO„ No, 9 Gore
BLOOK, BOSTON.” r apr29 3mlB
Manual and drill book, fob
;ihe -DM of .U VnlnoteA,JudMilltbtJrinlnd, cor
reeled, and adapted to the discipline of the soldier of the
i
At J. H. WEgTHAKFFER’S.
nay 14 tf 18] No. 44» Corner N.Qneen I Oiirigs its.
DR, J. X,. BA KE B, n
HOMffiOPATHIU physician,
■ Oflimm, Out,
may he oponuted profeedonallT, at bla Office, at Hanir
Sear’s Hotel, Id the Borough of Straehnrg, onThnreday at
each week, from 10 o’clock in the morning to thrwe ln th*
afternoon.-
An opportunity Is thna afforded to reddeate of gtnatan
andvicinity toanU themselves of Homoeopaihio treatment,
and females Bntfering -from rTirrmln fltnnieciti may enjoy the
advfe© of one who haa made thin elaaa of dlMaaea a
speciality. • p M
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HEAVE POWDER,
BOHN, . •
I’ENNUGBERK
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feb * Ohemlcal Store, West King street, lAnc’r
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JEWELRY! J E WET KYI I' JEWELRY!!
LATEST steles AJTOBESS QUAUTY.
; HARRY Z RHOADS,
_ . „ ", WEST Kie«:,s»iiit,
Between Cooper’s Hotel and J. O. OetE’s Dry Goods Store;
dec 17 tf«
DESTIS TRY . - 1
THE AMBER BASE,
A HEW ARP BTTFSRIOB KRBQS 0» '
MOUNTING ARTIFICIAL TEBTn CTWi
I would announce to my patrons and others requiring
*S e that r am about Intaffiotai
the AMBER BASE into my practice. The advantages at
this method of mounting teeth oTerthe metalio has* have
been fully established in the fire years In wbloh it has been
*° BeTeres * tests, with the most satislhetory
It is fully as strong and durable aa either silver or gold
•-more easily kept clean, more natural to the touch of the
tongue and lips, and it Is firmer and more serviceable in
the mouth, in consequence of our being able to obtain a
more perfect fit to the gum*
This work IS not so expansive as gold, bat a little higher
*” P rl “ than silver. It will be warranted to give siUsho
tion, or be exchanged for gold or eilvof work aa the patient
Si SfT 10 ™, No - 28 West Oautoa Si- LimjAerie.
Jnly 29 3m 29J a. WELOHENS, D. D, 8.
THK ST. LOUIS, CHESTNUT STREET
„ „ HOUBB,
Between Third and Foubth, PaiLAuaLPuiA.
The undersigned, having leased, for a term of vearß, thla
popniar house, have the pleasure of announcing to their
friends end the travelling community that It Is now opon
for the reception of guests. The house since the first of
March last, has been entirely renovated and refitted In a
superior planner; the apartments are large, well ventilated
and famished In modern style. It Is centrally located,
convenient to aU the depot and steamboat landings, and In
the lraniediate vlclnity of the Custom Hense, Post Office
ana uorn Lxcbange.
Connected with the Hotel is a Restaurant for the accom
modation of those preferring the European plan. Prices
to location 10111 reo t 0 BeTen Dollars per week, according
Board $1.60 per day. Table d’Hote for merohahte and
business men from 1 to 3 P. M.
apr 8 ly 18J
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At w HAIR JEIV ELRT 8T0R&
No. 208 North Bth Street abovk Kacr.
PHILADELPHIA.
On &and and for sale, a choice assortment of superior
patterns, and will plait to order **
'BRACELETS,
EAR BINGS,
FINGER RINGS,
BREAST PINS,
OROBBEB,
a , , VEST CHAINS.
• T7^,, ord ( ?™ enclosing the hair to be plaited may be sent
by mail. Give a drawing aa near ae you can on paper, and
enclose each amount as you may choose to pay
Costs as follows: Ear Bings $2 to $B-Bresat Pins $3 to
N«W a cS r s “o?,0 5 “ Dtß 40 * 2 - 6{^V “ t ohai “* B *» V
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A BOOK FOR THE TIMBSt
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JULIETTE MOOSE;
PASSION AND REALITY.
A TALE ON THE SOUTH.
* BY WILLIE WARE,
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Courier, New York Dispatch, New York Sunday Times,
Flag of Oor Union, True Flag, American Union, Literary
Companion, Life Illustrated, Ac., Ac. 3 3
~ own , “ th S original of Doesticks, Sweet
William; in tba Diversions of that celebrated writer. And
the author of Driftwood, The Little Brown House, Estelle
Graham, (a prize story,) The Choice, etc.
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the undersignod, under the firm of BEED, HBNDBBSON
* CO.* will commence the Bankng Business, la Its usual
branches at the offloe hitherto occupied byJohn K. Seed
tS o'* 0 '* *t l ®^ aer ot E *st King and Duke streets, be
tw&an the Court House and Sprecber’s Hotel, Lancaster. Pa:
They will pay interest on deposits at the following rates.
fH per cent for 6 months and. longer. \ *
5 “ SO days and longer. \_ \
They will buy and sell Stocks and Beal Estate'on com',
mission, negotiate Loans for others, purchase and sell Bills
of Exchange, Promissory Notes, Drafts, &c~ kc~ Ac.
The undersigned will be individually liable to the extent
eans, for all deposits and other obligations of
Bsan, Hsndeesox A Co. JOHN K. BE®,
AMOS 8. HENDEBSON
ISAAC E. HIESTEB.
mar 20 tf lpl
V A L —WILLIAM 5. AMKH,
DENTIST, for Are years a student and Bi.
assistant of Dr. WAYLAN, formerly of this
city, das removed bis office to the rooms lately
occupied by Dr. McCalla, in East King street, two doors
from Centre Square, where be is prepared to' meet those
i^h^n> y °lni?\ w,th thelr coBfl( J«“ce, and serve them
In the most skillful manner, warranting satisfaction In
IZZ both as to operations wrforart and
charges for the same. WsTn. AKER?
-ig rl ly 12
Build i 5 g s jl a t k
~U T ? B ? EST qualities in the markets
t> TrtJSa B #£ gn 5 d L? ft t l 1 1? mad ® arrangements with Mr.
SLATP^Vvm^ 11 ? qnal ty of PEACH BOTTOM
SLATE, for this market; and a similar arrangement with
the proprietors of sis of the principal and.best quarries in
York county, he has just received a large Jot of these
superior quantities of Boilding Slate, wbfch will be put
on by the square, or soJd by the ton, ou thejnost reason-
a o*o terms. Also, constantly on hand, an EXTRA LIGHT
PKAOH BOTTOM SLATE, Intended for Slating on Shingle
? f Slate are THE BEST IN THE
MARKET, Builders and others wUlflud it to their interest
No. 28 East King 5t.,2 doora'wSt'of
to that I do not sell my best quality
Gnaged Slate to any other person in
Lancaster, than Geo. D. Spreeher, as above statedT
,v- o t Manufacturer of Teach Bottom Boofingfilate. J
teb 25 . ly 7
Howard association.
PHILADELPHIA. '
For the Belief of the Sick and Distressed, afflicted with
Virulent and Chronic Diseases, and especially for the Core
of Diseases of the-Sexual Organs. 3
£ c™ E &iven gratis, by the Acting Surgeon.
wLinSfsS S, DI ™, ofThr^u h a?^ m i^
to the ® m P , °y 6<t ln the Dispensary* aent
ff' et “l. in * Mled letter enveloped, free of charge.
Two or three gtamps for poetage will be acceptable.
Address, DB.J.BKILLINHOUGHTON, AeßngSurgeon,
Howard Aasociation, No. 2 South Ninth St, Philadelphia
jnne 10 lyia
•jjIIiDEB.BEBBI WINE; *
for sale at AMOS SODBBEBB’S Btore, in Safe Harbor,
a large quantity of four years’ old
£LBEB-BBBBT WINE,
a prime article, and will be sold by the barrel or In «w«ii«r
quantifier, at reasonable prices,
joly 29 4t* 29]
®ahb TO THE
premises of .the snbecrlber, in Manor
or about the lrt inst a tABQK BED BDLE, to
be between two and three years old. Th«
quested to come foiward, prove property, oar ehiwM en<i
take him away, otherwise be wfil be fflsposJd ofS&dtag
Julvlfi CHRISTIAN H, SUSGRIST. *
Jmy 10 . 4t* 27
having opened an office at No. 6. .Washington Bandings, v
corner of 7th street and Pennsylvania AVenue, where will
be found, a..regiatex ; Qf all-Pennsylvania soidlera In or
aronnd this olty in hospitals, invite the friends of the
sa ? e te “IV ■*oriug them' that ail will be *
extended in finding their sons.
Mr. Chas. L. the Register, will be ftuttd ln the
Office. . -1.. _
the Corresponding Secretory, . Hr. S. Todd Parley, will
anawer allilettorutb regard to Biekand wbunded Peonavl.
Vania aoldtervwhether.in or around this dty. BalUnur*.
Philadelphia, New Tork. or
Box 84JJ Washington,». 0. ”***• *"*
3. E. MOBBHB&D,' ftWi.
i.riuiy.MStsa
J. M. Ssiimtr, Sse’y.
F Wl *>-B® ** Is ,
N 0.9 39 M ABKBT STRSST. -, *
boaS «*
*<9“ Stabling for SareJto'ixto TTnIW :
July 16 ~
NO. 32,
HENRY NEIL,
ISAAC L. DEVOB.
NEOKLAOBB,
GUARD AND
AMOB BOT7BBBEB.