(The Lancaster SntdUgmccx: VOL. LXIII. THE LANCASTER INTELLIGENCER. BtZSHXD JtVZBT TUXSDAT, AT NO. 8 NORTH SUXX STEM*, BY GEO. SANDERSON. TERMS Subscription.—Two Dollars per annum, payable in ad vance. No subscription discontinued until all arrear ages are paid, nnless at the option of the Editor. Al>V*R*iB*iißNTfl.— Advertisements, not' exceeding one square, (12 lines,) will be inserted three times for one dollar, and twenty-five cents for each additional inser tion. Those of greater length in proportion. Job Panrenro—Sneh as Hand Bills, Posters, Pamphlets, Blanks, Labels, Ac., Ac., executed with accuracy and on the shortest notice. AUTUMN. Now sheaves are slanted to the sun Amid the golden meadows, And little snn-tanned gleaners ran To eool them in their shadows; The reaper binds the bearded ear, And gathers in the golden year; And where the sheaves are glancing, The farmer’s heart is dancing. There poars a glory-on the land, flashed down from heaven’s wide portals, As Labor’s hand grasps Beauty’s hand To vow good will to mortals; The golden year brings Beauty down, To bless her with a marriage orown, While Labor rises, gleaning Her blessings and their meaning. The word is done, the end is near; Beat, Heart, to flute and tabor; For Beauty, wedded to the Year, Completes herself from Labor ; She dons her marriage gems, and then She oasts them off as gifts to men, And, sun-beam-like, if dimmer, The fallen jewels glimmer. There is a hash of joy and love Now giving hands have crowned us; There is a heaven up above, And a heaven here around ns! And Hope, her prophecies complete, Creeps up to pray at Beauty’s feet, While with a thousand voices The perfect earth rejoices! When to the Autumn heaven here Its sister is replying, ’Tis sweet to think our golden year Fulfils itself in dying; That we shall find, poor things ofbreath, Our own soul’s loveliness in death, And leave, when God shall find us, Our gathered gems behind us. AFTER ALL. The apples are ripe in the orchard, The work of the reaper is done, And the golden woodlands redden In the blood of the dying sun. At the cottage door the grandsire . Sits pale in his easy chair, While the gentle wind of twilight Plays with his silver hair. A woman is kneeling beside him, A fair young hand is prest, In the first wild passion of sorrow, Against his aged breast. And far from over the distance The faltering echoes come Of the flying blast of trumpet And the rattling roll of drum. And the grandsire speaks in a whisper— “ The end no man can see; But we give him to his country. And we give our prayers to Thee.” The violets star the meadows, The rose-buds fringe the door, And over the grassy orchard Tho pink-white blossoms pour. But the grandsire’s chair is empty, The cottage is dark and still — There’s a nameless grave on the battle-field, And a new one under the hill. And a pallid, tearless woman By the cold hearth sits alone, And the old clock in the corner Ticks on with a steady drone. GATHERING AS IT GOES. Uprising from the street, \ Where fall the passers’ feet,' s j With soft and muffled tread, / Like watches by the dead, \\ In the yielding snows, Comes a childish cheer Sharply on the ear; As with gleeful shout and song, The snowball rolls along, Gathering as it goes. ‘Want your door scraped, cook V cried a small voice down the area of a handsome honse at the,West End one cold wintry morning. I may aB well be precise, and inform my readers, who will doubtless take a deep interest in all that concerns the hero 1 have in reserve for them—that it was Christmas morning, a right old-fash ioned Christmas morning—when the Bnow lay thick upon the ground, and innumer able feathery flakes fell softly on the bril liant white oarpet with which the streets were Bpread, as if in honor of the festive season. An extraordinary stillness had descend ed upon the usually noisy thoroughfare; cabs and omnibuseß no longer rattled over the pavement, for their wheels ap peared to run on velvet, and the horses, like those of Lear’s troop, seemed to be shod with felt; even the stern policeman, whose ‘ slow and solemn tread ’ had an awful echo on the flags, moved like a dark phantom over the pale earth,withoutasound to denote the march of his official boots. There were, however, in the absence of the din so familiar to a Londoner’s ear, sounds and street noises that in the sharp, frosty air Btruck the ear with more than ordinary distinctness. Here a group of gossiping servant girlß and strong young fellows with water pails and cans were assembled ronnd a water plug which had been set running for public accommodation by the parish turncock; there a group of urohins were lying in ambush rounfi a corner or down a mews, snowballing the passers by, and making the air ring with their pro voking laughter whenever a well-aimed missile took effect on the glossy hat or well-brushed coat of a staid elderly gen tleman, whose withering look of surprise and indignation only increased the bois terous merriment of the-young delinquents. At another spot a juvenile party had, by their united exertions, formed a snowball whioh, by its extraordinary magnitude, ex cited the wonder of a numerous assemblage of young spectators. The butcher’s ap prentice stood with gaping mouth, lost in admiration of its size, and wholly regard less of that sweetbread in the tray on his shoulders which Sir 'i'wamley Tiffin had specially ordered for his breakfast; the doctor’s boy, too, who had been despatched ventre a terre to distribute to his master’s patients their morning draughts and eve ning pills, paused—mercifully paused on his way, to examine and measure in his mind’s eye that monstrous globe which he mentally compared to a gigantic bolus. There was, however, one amongst the crawd who gazed at the snowball with the eye of a philosopher, a man of the world —I say a man, for, though Joe Gimber had not yet seen his twelfth birth-day, he was a perfect specimen of the precocious London street boy, whose intellect had been matured by hunger and sharpened by necessity. He had obtained from ‘ cook,’ to whom his' application had- been made tnrough the area railings, an order to scrape and clear away the enow from the door steps, and, having completed the job to his own satisfaction, was now, while waiting for the modest remuneration of his labor, watohing, with' a combination of ohildish interest and 000 l calculation, the progress of accumulation in the snowball as the boys rolled it to and fro on the snow. ‘ Itgrows bigger and bigger every turn,’ said the little fellow to hunself, as he leant contemplatively on his broom. ‘That’s the way to git to be a great man !’ The attitude and something in the fea tures of the yonngjspecnlator attracted the notice of Mr. Maudsley, the owner of the house, who was standing at his parlor win dow at the moment; and by his order, a servant intimated to. the ragged sweeper that he was to come in to her master, who wished to speak to him. Somewhat sur prised, but nothing daunted, Joe followed the servant into the hall, and having care fully deposited his shovel and broom on the door mat, marched directly into the parlor, where he was told he would find Mr. Mandsley. It would not be easy to imagine a more striking contrast than that which the poor unwashed, untended, half-naked, and near ly half-starved child offered to every ob jeot in the picture to which he was thuß suddenly introduced. A tattered old fus tian jacket, tied, for lack of buttons, round his waist with a piece of pack thread, partially concealed an inner garment of dingy hue and dubious material; loose corduroy trousers, made originally for a full grown person, but tucked up round the legs to accommodate the diminutive stature of the actual wearer; a pair of thick-soled, worn-out bluchers, and a shapeless roll, something like black doth, which served ordinarily for a oap, but was now twisted up hard between his bands, completed the costume of little Joe, as he stood, digging his hob-nailed boots into the Turkey carpet, in the centre of the room, facing the pleasant looking gentleman who had sought this interview. Notwithstand ing the novelty of his situation, Joe re tained his self-possession, and having, by a keen glance, examined the countenance of Mr. Maudsley, and being apparently satisfied by the result of his investigation, he made a rapid but curious review of the room and it’s contents, commencing with the ornamental clock on the chimney-piece, and ending with the cold roast beef and the game pie that adorned the side-board, over which hung the portrait of the for tunate proprietor of all'these good things, smiling and looking down upon them with an expression of expansive good-nature, such as at that moment diffused itself over the features of its i riginal, while survey ing the odd specimen of humanity before him. ‘ What is your name, my little fellow ?’ asked Mr. Maudsley, opening the proceed ings in the strictly legal manner ; —and this reminds me 1 have not yet informed my readers that he was a solicitor—an honest and, indeed, excellent man, with a heart large enough for at least a dozen ordinary attorneys. ‘ What is yonr name, my little fellow V ‘ Joe Gimber, sir.’ 1 Who is your father V ‘ Never had a father, sir—leastwise, I never heard I bad one. I’m mother’s child.’ ‘ Your mother, then, where is she 1’ ‘ Gone dead three years next Easter, sir. She had me and two sisters younger than me to keep. She worked at stitching all day and all night often, but she couldn’t get a living out of it, and so she died.’ ‘ What, then, became of your sisters V ‘ They was taken into the workhouse, and they told me that they died too.’ ‘ Why did you not go into the work house with your sisters V ‘ Well, sir, I didn’t much like it; I thought I’d rayther be independent, said the little fellow, with a resolute air. ‘ Independent!’ repeated Mr. Maudsley, looking incredulously at the child.— ‘ What on earth could you do !’ ‘.O ! please, sir, I could do lots o’ things. First, I went into the noos line, and de livered papers for a nooswender to his customers ; but he paid me nullin’ to speak of, and I was nearly starved afore I left him ; then I took to a costermonger, and sold apples, oranges, and radishes, and wedgetables of all sorts ; but my master was a bad lot, and knocked me about shockin’ when I couldn’t sell his stale stuff, so I was forced to try winkles on my own hook.’ ‘ Winkles ! what are winkles V inquired his puzzled interrogator. ‘ O, sir ! don’t you know winkles ? pen iwinkles, some people calls ’em.’ ‘ 0 ! I understand—periwinkles !’ ' ‘ Peniwinkles and srimps, sir, and some times ’am sandwidges at the door of the thayaters ; only the bobbies hunt us as if we was thieves, which I never was. Now and again, when there’s a good thiok fog, I makes a tidy day’s work by carrying a link afore old gentlemen who’s afraid of losing their ways or gitiing run over.— Then there’s money to be picked up by a street crossing ; but the wooden-legged coves, and them Ingen blacks in white bedgowns, have got hold of all the good ones, and they won’t give them up without a tidy bit o’ money.’ ‘ And you have not been able to purchase one of them ?’ ‘ No, sir ; but I work- werry hard, and when there’s a fall o’ snow I have plenty o’ work scraping afore the doors, and git well paid for it, too.’ 1 Since you have told me so much of yourself and your life, Joe, tell me what were you thinking of when I saw you just now watching, with such a serious face, the making of that large snowball in the street; for you were thinking of something more than the mere collection of a quan tity of snow V Joe turned his keen eye a moment upon his questioner, and appeared to hesitate ; he had freely related everything respect ing his way of life—his misery and his struggles he did not seek to conceal; but when, for the first time, an attempt was made to penetrate his mind, to unlook the mystery of his thoughts, he felt embar rassed and surprised. His hesitation was, however, brief, and he replied, with some thing like a knowing twinkle of the eye— ‘ I was tjtinkin’ that a chap who wants to get on in the world, ought to be like that snowball—always gathering as he goes! ’ ‘ True, quite true,’ said Mr. Maudsley, smiling, ‘but it is not to worldly wealth alone that maxim applies ; the mind should be equally diligent in the acquisition of knowledge and of virtue, without which the possession of riohes adds nothing to man’s happiness. If he would be truly great, he must be truly good. Patience, industry and perseverance are his handmaids— truth, justioe and humanity lie in his path —the wise man makes these his own, and gathers peaoe .and happiness as he goes.’- There was something in the manner in which these few words were spoken whioh sunk into the ohild’s heart. He uttered “THAI OOUHTRY IS IHI HOST PROSPEROUS WHERE LABOR OOMHAHDS THE GREATEST REWARD.’ LANCASTER CITY, PA., TUESDAY MORNING. NOYEMBER 4. 1862. not a word but Maudsley perceived that he felt what had been said, and he secretly determined to make an attempt to rescue the poor outcast from his degraded posi tion. The little fellow was, by bis direc tion, immediately placed in the hands of the coachman’s wife in the adjoining news, who, by the application of soap and water, combs and brushes, and entire change of his costume for a suit of her eldest son’s clothes, shortly transformed him into a respectable -looking boy. Being thus rendered presentable, he was introduced to the kitohen where he quickly ingratiated himself with the members of the ‘ lower house’ by his obliging manners and a certain whimsioal drollery, which even the ‘serious’ footman, who had a ‘call’ and regularly attended Mr. Wallay’s chapel, could not resist. ' His stories of life amongst the wandering tribes of London were immensely relished, and his imitations of some of the street-showmen and ballad singers were declared by the cook and house-maid to be equal to a play. The Christmas dinner at Mr. Maudsley’s was a great affair ; for a large party of re lations on both, sides of the house had as sembled to do honor to the festival. There were the three unmarried sisters of Mrs. Maudsley, two rich maternal uncles—who, being bachelors, were looked up to with great respect by the family—a married brother of Mr. Maudsley, with his wifo and five ohildren, Mrs. Maudsley’s mother, and Mr. Maudsley’s aunt, to say nothing of three or four cousins who had a standing engagement for Christmas day and Easter- Sunday. I will briefly pass over the de tails of the dinner desert; but if any of my readers imagine that the roast turkey was not of the largest and fattest that Leadenhill market could supply, that the sirloin of beef was not the juioiest and primest that ever obtained a first-class prize at the Smithfield Cattle Show, that the plum-pudding was not the riohest and rarest, that the holly sprigs with which it was stuck over were not of the greenest, and the berries thereon the reddest, that the port was not the oldest, and the ohampagne, not the oreamiest that the toasts were not the most cordially pro posed, and the most eloquently responded to ; that, in a word, the feast was not the most glorious, and the company not the happiest that had ever been known, then I must take the liberty of saying that I entirely differ in opinion with them. Later in the evening, there was a gen eral demand for a dance amongst the young people, and one of Mr. Maudsley’s sisters, who £ didn’t dance,’ undertook to supply the musio on the piano. Little Joe, who heard in the kitchen the beating of the merry feet overhead, expressed a strong desire to witness the danoe, and by the contrivance of one of the servants was smuggled behind a large Indian screen that had been placed in front of a glass door at the upper end of the room com municating with the conservatory. Mount ed on a flower-stand, and hiddden from observation by the sofeen, Joe Gimber peeped through the evergreens with whioh it was decorated, and beheld a scene that completely bewildered him. As the light and graceful forms of the children flitted before ' him in the dance, their cheeks glowing -with health and happiness, and their eyes sparkling with enjoyment, he fancied himself transported to some fairy land; his heart beat violently, and his eyes dazzled with the light; he vainly tried to follow the waltzers in their mazy round ; his head became giddy, and forget ting for the moment where he was, he clapped his hands in uncontrollable delight; and leaning forward with too little caution to get a nearer view of a pretty little syl phide in a pale blue frock, who had more than any of the others attracted his admi ration, the screen was thrown down, and Joe Gimber falling with it, rolled sudden ly into the midst of the dancers. A general scream greeted the unexpected ap pearance of this strange guest, who, hastily picking himself up, would have made a precipitate retreat, had not Mr. Maudsley come forward and called'him to remain. The matter was shortly explained, and Joe, instead of being ignominiously expelled from the room, became an object of curi osity to the ooinpany, by whom his pockets were filled with sweetmeats and fruit, inter mixed with a few bits of silver, the little sylphide who had been the cause of his mischance, bestowing upon him an illus trated box of bonbons, with a smile that made the offering doubly sweet. This was Joe Gimber’s first introduction to polite society. That night he slept in a little bed made up for him in the harness-room by the jolly coachman and his oozy wife. While undressing, he had time ,to admire his improved appearance, to survey his comfortable lodging, to produce his store of sweetmeats, and pick out the glittering coins from a heap of raisins and burnt almonds. Full of the most agreeable re flections, he fell asleep, to dream that he was transformed into a gigantic snow ball, rolled by the pretty sylphide over heaps of sixpences and sugar-plums, whioh stuok to him on every side. Joe had made the first roll in life. A few days after the events just nar rated, Joe was taken into the establishment of Messrs. Maudsley and Witherspoon, solicitors, of Bedford Bow, where his duties consisted in sweeping out the offices, and dusting the desks hefore the arrival of the clerks in the morning, and in oarrying mes sages and parcels for a few hours during the day. Mr. Maudsley did not, however, stop here'with his kindness; for he per mitted Joe to attend an evening school, where, true to the maxim whioh he had made the rule of his life, he gathered learning with incredible rapidity. In the house where he lodged, there also fesided a Frenchman, who had come to prosecute a claim for a legacy whioh had been left him in this country. With this person, Joe formed an intimacy, and for some acts of civility rendered to him by the boy, he undertook to teach him the French tongue. This was what he ardently desired, and a few months’ instruction made him so pro ficient in the language, that he could not only write it with ease, but converse fluent ly in it. Three years had passed away, during which time, Joe, by his assiduity and good temper, had beoome a prime favorite in the office; the elderly chief and the beads of the establishment liked him for his punctu ality and integrity, and the young mien for the readiness with which, he always ex ecuted their little commissions—but more, perhaps, for the confidence they had; that he was neither a ‘ spy ’ or a ‘sneak,’ and that their harmless ‘.larks,’ and venial breaohes of discipline would never be brought to the ears of the ‘governors’ through Joe Gimber’s instrumentality. He was therefore pronounced by common con sent, < a brick,’ < a bean,’ and ; ‘ a tramp,’ and when, at the end of three years, he was promoted to a seat at a desk in their office, he received the warm and. sincere congratulations of his fellow-olerks. As Joe jerked himself for the first time on the tall stool which he was henceforth to occupy in the offioe, he thought of the snow-ball, and felt that he was then a much greater person than the evening he rolled amongst the oompany in Mr. Maudsley’s drawing-room. It was some months after Joe’s eleva tion, that a case came into the offioe whioh required that a confidential agent should be sent to Paris; none of the second clerks, however, spoke Frenoh, and the business was on the point of being con fided to a stranger, when it was recollected by the managing clerk that Joe Gimber had been seen reading a Frenoh book. He was immediately questioned, and being found competent for the duty, he was sent to Paris, where he not only brought the affair to a satisfactory issue, but laid the foundation of a very lucrative business for the office, whioh was reoognized by the partners' giving him a considerable increase of salary, and an advance in his position in the establishment. Thus, by his roll to Paris, Joe Gimber, true to his rale of life, gathered much, and lost nothing. He was now a person of some oonse quence, and, being plaoed at the head of one of the legal departments in the office, was invited as a guest to Mr. Maudsley’s house. The little sylphide in blue had grown into a beautiful girl; and as Joe— we beg his pardon—Mr. Joseph Gimber was by no means a bad looking fellow, it was not surprising that Kate Maudsley should look with favoring eyes upon him. An incident, which I am obliged to confess was singularly unromantio, led to what in affairs of the heart is oalled an ‘ interesting disoovery. It happened in this way: Kate was one evening busily engaged at a table near a window in the drawing-room, when Joseph entered. ‘O, Mr. Gimber,’ she cried, ‘ I’m so glad you are come, for you can help me to string these beads ; they have nearly tired me out of patience.’ The young man was delighted, and im mediately set about his task ; but, whether from awkwardness, or his thoughts being otherwise oocnpied, he repeatedly pricked his fingers with the needle, and at length let the box containing the beads fall on the floor. Gimber, in great confusion, begged pardon for his awkwardness, and stooped to gather the beads whioh rolled about the oarpet at the same instant that Kate had bent forward with same intention. I oan’t pretend to say how it ocourred, but their cheeks accidently touched in the attempt; both drew back, blushed, and mutually apologized ; again they stooped, and again the lady’s curls lightly brushed the gen tleman’s whiskers ; this time, however, the blush was accompanied by a smile. The smile was a preface to certain disclosures which I do not feel myself at liberty to repeat. I may, however, state that, al though the beads remained scattered on the carpet, Joe had succeeded in obtaining from the lips of the fair Kate the raptur ous confession that he was not wholly in different to her. In this way did Mr. Joseph Gimber gather to himself the affec tions of a lovely girl. My readers must now leap with me over several years, and imagine that we have reached the fifteenth anniversary of the Christmas on which Joe Gimber learnt his great lesson of life from the lolling snow ball. It is night; but a rich, ruddy radi ance streams from the crimson-ourtained windows of Mr. Maudsley’s house upon the cold, white snow without. Let us enter, and see what changes time has wrought beneath that roof. Mr. Maudsley, having run an honorable and prosperous career, has retired from active life, and has transferred his interest in Bedford Row business to his son-in-law, Mr. Joseph Gimber, now second partner in the firm of Witherspoon, Gimber & Co. Age has, it is true, taken from the old man muoh of his elasticity of mind and body ; but he can still oamly enjoy the pleasure of ex istence, and mingle in the festivities of Christmas, which are still kept up with muoh genial hospitality by his children, in whom he lives again. Of my hero it is enough to say that prosperity has not ren dered him unmindful of the claims of the poor; for although, as he says, the wise man gathers like the snow-ball, as he goes, it is the good man who dispenses of his abundanoe to those who need it. Kind hearts can make December blithe as May, And in each morrow find a Christmas day. PLOWING ORCHARDS. Much was written a few years ago, in favor of keeping land on which orohards were set continually under the plow. If your orohard did not bear well, plow it. If it showed signs of premature decay,-plow it. Thorough cultivation was the pana cea, and scarcely a dissenting voioe was beard. Many people, taking it for granted that those who wrote knew what they said to be practioally true, followed the direc tions given in the papers. Orohards were planted, and the land was highly cultiva ted. In a short time, complaints began to be made that trees did not flourish well. Almost every winter some died ; others were deprived of a limb, or had a few frost bites on their bodies. At length, thought was awakened,, and the query arose whether so much plowing was not a oause of deoay. This led to observation, which resulted in the conviotion of many minds that too much cultivation was a prime cause of the early decay of so many fruit trees. To 'aid in proving that this conclusion was not groundless, I will mention a few oases that came under my notioe. In the spring of 1853,1 purchased a village lot.on which were a few fine apple trees, some of them six or eight inohes in diameter. The ground had not been very well cultivated for a few years, yet the trees were healthy and productive. Wishing to make them grow rapidly, and produce more abundant ly, I- spaded the ground under them thoroughly and very carefully. They bore well that year. The next spring I again tried spade culture, but I noticed that the earth under the trees was literally bound together by fine rootlets, and a great-number of them were broken at every shovelful that I turned up. I began to reflect cn the utility of these fibrons roots. 1 thought them analogous to the mi nute veinEqnbsorbents,: and oapillaries of the human: system, .every one of which con- veyed a certain portion of nutriment to the body, or to some organ of it; henoe I concluded that the process of constant cul tivation must be injurious.' My fears were realized. In 1855 two of the best trees died. A great many trees died that year'in various parts of the country, and the cause was attributed to the weather. I have no doubt that a severe winter hastened the decay, but in this region, the best cultivated orohards were most severely injured; I can men tion many instances in further proof of my position, if necessary, but defer it for the present. Suffice it to say, that observation and experience have confirmed me in the belief that orohards Should not be con tinually cultivated. The roots of trees naturally run near the surfaoe, but plow ing either outs them off or sends them down into the subsoil, which, in most eases, yields no nourishment to plants, and is generally too hard to be penetrated by the tender roots of an apple tree. — Hence the tree, being deprived of the re quisite amount of light and heat, and of the proper nourishment to supply its wants languishes and dies. I believe this to be a rational view of the case, and I doubt not that a vast ampunt of experience will be found coincident with mine. That orchards need occasional plowing, and that the soil should be kept in good condition by the frequent application of manure, Ido not doubt; but I would not reoommend plowing very near the trees. A space nearly as large as that covered by the branohes, should be left.— Thorough annual top-dressing will keep the soil sufficiently loose. If the soil around the body of the trees should be come too stiff, it may be carefully re moved, and its place supplied by coarse stable manure, or the scrapings 'of the ohip-yard. Let this process be adopted, and I be- - lieve our orchards would be more hardy, more thrifty and consequently more pro ductive.—L. Y ABNEY, in jV. E. Farmer. Home. —The road along whioh the man of business travels in pursuit of compe tence or wealth, is not a macadamized one, nor does it ordinarily lead through pleasant scenes by well-springs of delight. On the contrary, it is a rough and rugged path, beset with ‘ wait-a-bit ’ thorns, and full of pit-falls, whioh can only be avoided by the exercise of watohful oare and cir cumspection. After eaoh day’s journey over this worse than corduroy turnpike, the way-farer needs something more than rest. He requires solace, and he deserves it. He is weary of the dull prose of life, and athirst for the poetry. Happy is the business man who can find that solace and poetry at home. Warm greetings from loving hearts, fond glances, from bright eyes that ( Mark oar coming And look brighter when we come/ the welcome shouts of children, the thou sand little arrangements for our comfort and enjoyment that silently tell of thought ful and expectant love, the gentle ministra tions that disenoumber us into an old and easy seat before we are aware of it—these and like tokens of affection and sympathy constitute the poetry which reconciles us to the prose of life. Think of this ye wives and daughters of business men.— Think of the toils, the anxieties, the mor tifications and wear that fathers undergo to seoure for you comfortable homes, and compensate them for their trials by making them happy by their own firesides. Night and Sleep.—Blessed be sleep ! How maDy thousands, heart-weary and body-weary, say this to the stars every night, as they olose their eyes upon their brightness. Blessed be sleep ! We often say so, as we look upon the care-worn faces threading their way through the Btreets at twilight, jostling each other at corners, — each with their own heavy burden to bear, with whioh no stranger can intermeddle. Another day may come indeed to each, (God knows); but meanwhile there is a blessed season of forgetfulness when noth has power to pain. Then angels minister ! Soft, unseen fingers are laid gently on aching brows and drooping lids. Long years ago they orumbled to dust—we fold ed them over the still breast ourselves— and oh, how yearningly in our waking hours have We longed for the kindly pres sure, but—only in sleep—to feel it. Blessed be sleep! for then they ‘ have charge to keep us.’ Else why do we some times wake, if not happy, yet calm and patient, like those unavoidably detained and crossed by the way, who will yet see the bright lights of 1 home.’ But for these blessed reprieves, how many tired feet would halt utterly on life’s journey. Alas for those from whom sleep flies though they woo it ever so earnestly ! They who count eaoh lagging hour, as it solemnly announces itself to a silent night. Upon whom every wave of trouble that ever beat upon their life-shore, oomes surging and rolling, till they lie breathless under the dreadful spell, and yet so vital ly conscious ! Praying for the tardy morn ing light to exercise the spirits,—listening to the gradual stir and hum of the waking streets, and yet turning—oh, so wearily away from the first bright sun-ray. A Knotty Text.—There was once an itinerant preacher in “ West Tennessee,” who, possessing considerable natural elo quence, had gradually become possessed of the idea that he was also an extraordinary biblical scholar. Under this delusion, he would very"frequently, at the close of his sermons, ask any member of bis congrega tion who might have a “ knotty text ” to unravel, to speak it, and he would explain it at once, however much it might have troubled “less distinguished divines.” On one occasion, in a large audience, he was particularly pressing for some one to prop pound a text, but no one presuming to do so, he was about to sit down without an opportunity of showing “his learning,” when a chap “back by the door”announoed he had a Bible matter of great “ concern,” whioh he desired to be enlightened upon. The preaoher, quite animated, professed his willingness and ability, and the con gregation was in great excitement. “What I want to know,” said the outsider, “is whether Job’s turkey was a hen or a gobbler ?” The “expounder” looked confu sed, and the congregation tittered, as the questioner capped the climax by exclaim ing, in a loud voice, “ I fotohed him down on the first question !” From that time forward the praatioe ; of asking for “diffioult passages?* was abandoned. V" ' BUOHAHAH. A Beautiful Reflection; —Bulwer eloquently says : “ I cannot believe that earth is man’s abiding place. It ean’t be that our life 'is oast up by the ocean of eternity to floats moment upon, its waves and then sink into nothingness ! Else, why is it that the glorious aspiration, whioh leap like angels from the temple of our heart, are forever wandering about unsatisfied 1 Why is it that the rainbow and oiouds come over with a beauty that is not of earth, and then pass off and leave us to muse upon their favorite loveliness ? Why is it that tke stars, who hold their festival around the midnight throne, are set above the grasp of limited faculties, forever mooking us their unapproachable glory 1 And, finally, why is it that bright forms of human beauty' are presented to our view, and then taken from us, leaving the thtfußand streams of our affections to flow baok in Alpine torrents upon our hearts ? We are born for a higher desiiny than that of earth ; there is a realm where the rainbow never fades—where stars will be spread before us like island that the slumber on the ocean, and when the being that pass before us like shadows, will stay in our presence forever. rilHB LANCASTER INTELLIGENCER 1 JOB PRINTING ESTABLISHMENT, No. 8 NORTH DUKE STREET, LANCASTER, PA. The Jobbing Department is thoroughly famished with new and elegant type of every description, and is under the charge of a practical and experienced Job Printers" 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, and in a manner not excelled by any establish* ment in the city. 49* Orders from a distance, by mall or otherwise, promptly attended to. Address GEO. SANDERSON A SON, Intelligencer Office, No. 8 North Duke street, Lancaster, Pa. This American annual cyclo pedia AND REGISTER OF IMPORTANT EVENTS OF THE TEAR 1881. Embracing Political, Civil, Military and Social Affairs; Public Documents; Biography, Statistics, Com* merce, Finance, Literature, Science, Agri culture and Mechanical Industry. The volume will be iu the style of the New American Cyclopaedia, having not Ibbs than 750 pages, royal Bvo. The work will be published exclusively by subscription and its exterior appearance will be at once elegant and sub* stantial. D. APPLETON & CO., New York. ELIAS BARR & CO., No. 6 East King Street, apr 15 tf 14] Agt’s for Lancaster City and Co. JUNE WATCHES 1 RICH JEWELRY 1 SILVER WARE! SILVER WARE!! PIE, CAKE AND BUTTER KNIVES. SUGAR, CREAM AND OYSTER SPOONS. SOUP AND OYSTER LADLES, SPOONB, FORKS, 40., Ac.. Latest Styles Aim Best Wohkmanbhip. SILVER-PLATED WARE ! SILVER-PLATED WARE J! BASKETS. CASTORS, PITCHERS, MUGS, BPOONS, FORKS, Ac., Ac., Just fbox t.he Factories. WATCHEBI WATCHES!! WATOHESMI WARRANTED TIME REEFERS. CHEAP! CHEAP!! CHEAP!! CLOCKS! CLOCKS!! CLOCKS!!! GILT, COLUMN AND PLAIN FRONTS. JEWELRY! JEWELRY!! JEWELRY!! LATEST STYLES AND BEST QUALITY. HARRY Z RHOADS,- 2 2% West King Street, Between Cooper's Hotel and J. G. Getz’s Dry Goods Store, dec 17 tf 49 TH fi WEST CHESTER ACADEMY AND MILITARY INSTITUTE, JtT 1 .EST OBESTER, PENNSYLVANIA, Will commence the Winter Term of 5 calender months, on the Ist of November next. The coarse of instruction is thorough and extensive, deeigoed and arranged to prepare boys and young men for business or college. The Princi pal who dovotes all his time to the interests of his rcbool and its pnpils is assisted by eight gentlemen of ability and experience. The German French and Spanish languages are taught by native resident Teachers—an advantage which will be readily appreciated by the patrons of the Institution. THE MILITARY DEPARTMENT is under the charge of Major G. Eckendorff, of Philadel phia, whose qualifications for the position are extensively knowo. Its duties and requirements do not in any way interfere with the literary Departments, while enrollment among the Cadet Corps is left optional. For catalogues, Ac., apply to WM. F. WYERS, A. M., eepJ9 2m 35 Principal. |RADE SALKS I TRADE SALKS I I The subscriber, having jnst returned from the Philadel phia Trade Sales, offers at'the lowest prices ail kinds of Books, embracing LAW, FICTION, MEDICAL, RE LIGIOUS, BIOGRAPHY, MECHANICAL and other kinds. These books will be sold at the lowest prices, as we had the advantage and were the only Bookseller from Lancas ter at the Trade Sales, and, as a consequence, we can sell lower than any other Store. A few of the Books are here mentioned: WEBSTER’S UNABRIDGED DICTIONARY, WORCESTER’S UNABRIDGED DICTIONARY, SOLDIERS’ TEXT BOOKS, REVISED ARMY REGULATIONS, McCLKLLAN'B BAYONET EXERCISES, U. S. INFANTRY TACTICS, ZOUAVE DRILL BOOK, GIFT BOOKS OF ALL KINDS, PHOTOGRAPHIC ALBUMS, For the Pocket or-Centre Table, in great variety. The GIFT BOOK for the season. BCHOOL MAPB, CHARTS AND CARDS, PULTON’S OUTLINE MAPS, SANDERS’ ELOCUTIONARY CHART, SANDERS’ SCHOOL CARDS, SERGEANT’S SCHOOL CARDS, WEBB’S SCHOOL CARDS. BIBLES in great variety, from twenty-five cents to twenty-five dollars, some of them having the finest bind ings and illustrations ever received in town. SUNDAY SCHOOL BOOKS—Methodist, Lutheran, Episcopal, Presbyterian, American Tract Society, Ameri can Sunday School Union. SCHOOL BooKB—Sandere’, Towers’, Sergeant’s, Wil son’s, Parker & Watson’s Readers ; Monteith’s, Mitcbel'a, Warren’s, Smith’s Geographies. Also, Algebras, Arithme tics, Grammars, Histories, Dictionaries, &c. Stationery, Copy and Composition Books, Cap, Note and Letter Paper. Blank Books, Slates, Lead and Slate Pencils. Pens and Holders, Ink and Ink Stands, Rulers, Envelopes. The best Inks in the market are sold here, viz: Maynard & Noye’s, Arnold’s, Hoover’s, Laughlinga A Bushfield’s, Blackwood’s, etc. At the Cheap Book Store of JOHN BHEAFFER, nov 12 tf 441 No. 82 North Queen St, Lancaster, Pa nnHK ST. LOUIS, CHESTNUT STREET X HOUSE, The undersigned, having leased, for a term of years, this popular house, have the pleasure of announcing to their frieods and the travelling community that it is now open for the reception of guests. The house since the first of March last has been entirely renovated and refitted in a superior manner; the apartments are large, well ventilated and famished in modem style. It is centrally located, convenient to all the depot and steamboat landings, and In the immediate vicinity of the Custom House, Post Office and Com 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 18] New fall and winter hillib- ERY GOODS.—The subscriber calls attention to his cow and well selected stock of FALL AND WIN* &_ TEE MILLINERY GOODS, which he offers, wholesale or retail, as cheap as they can be pur* chased anywhere. He defies competition. His r stock consists of *Bl&ck and Fancy Velvets, Silks, Satins, Crape, Mode, Illusions, Joinblond, Black and White Lace, Edging, Capenett, Crown Lining, Tartleton; Wire, Silk and Velvet Ribbon of all colors and widths, Qoillingß, Frames to fit Ladies of all sizes, and a great many other articles used in the bonnet line. Also, FRENCH AND AMERICAN FLOWERS, Feathers, Plumes, and all the-new novelties in the market; together with Straw Bonnets, Hats, Shakers, trimmed and ready-made Fancy Bonnets—a large assortment always on band and manufactured to order, Dress Trimmiogs, No tions, Jewelry, Hosiery and Dry Goods, fold very cheap. Tbe subscriber is thankful for past favors, and hopes to retain all his old customers and get many new ones. L. BAUM, No. 31 North Queen street. Lancaster, September 9,1862. 3m 35 M HOW LOST J H HOW RESTORED f 1 aam J cut Published is a Biased Envelops JtSf Price Biz Cents. "CR A LECTURE ON THE NATURE, TREATMENT AND RADICAL CURE OF Spermatorrhoea or Seminal Weakness, Involantary Emissions, Bernal Debility, and Impediments to Marriage generally; Nervousness,Consumption, Epilepsy and Fits; Mental and Physical Incapacity, resulting from Self’AbQse, Ac.—by RObT. J. .CULVERWEL L, &L D. Author of rthe Green Book, Ac. The world-renowned author. In this admirable Lecture, clearly proves from his own experience that the awfnl con sequence of Self-Abuse may be removed witbont medicine, and without' dangerous surgical operations, boogies. In struments, rings, or cordials, pointing out a mode of eure at once certain and effectual, by which every sufferer, no matter what his condition may be may cure himself cheap ly, privately, and radically. This lecture will prove a booh to thousands and thousands. Sent under seal, in a plain envelope, to any address, on the receipt of six cents, or two postage stamps, by ad dressing DR. CHAB. J. C. KLINE, 127 Bowery, New York, Post Office Box, 4686. aog 12 tf 81- COTTON LAPS, TIE! YARN AND CANDLE WICK. . To the Merchants of Lancaster county. We have on hand a good assortment of COTTON LAPS, TIB YARN. AND CANDLE WICK, which we offer for sale at the lowest cash prices. F.BHRODEB, Agent, oct7BmS9l OonesU>gofUaamMJllNo.L Between Thibd and Foubth, Philadelphia. HENRY NEIL, ISAAC I* DEVOE. r;K HORACE WATERS XODKBS IMERUYRD OVERBTRUNQ BASe WtSIRffiT FRAMJS PIANOS an justly pronounced by the Press and Hade Hasten to be superior Instruments. They are built of the best and most thoroughly seasoned materials, and will stand any climate. The tone is very deep* round, fall and mellow; the touch elastic. Each Piano warranted for three years. Prices fromsl7s to $7OO. Opdoohs or ins P&ks&i—'“ The Horace Waters Pianos are known as among the Tory best. We are enabled to speak of these instruments with some degree of confidence, from personal knowledge of their excellent tone and durable quality.”—Cttrufian htidUgmoer. $ 1 5 0 .—NEW 7-OOTAVE PIANOS in Rosewood case* iron frames, and overstrung bass, of different makers, for $160; do., with carved lags and inlaid nameboard,' $175, SIBA. and $200; do., wlttt pearl keys, $226,5250 and $300; new 6}£-betave, $136; octave, $l4O. The above Pianos are fully warranted,; and are the greatest bargains that can be found in the city. Please call'and Bee them. Second-hand Pianos at $26, $4O, $5O, $6O, $76, and $lOO. THE HORACE WATERS MELODEONS, . , Rosewood Oases, Tuned the Equal Temperament, with the Patent Divided Swell and Solo Stop. Prices from $B5 to $2OO. Organ Harmoniums with Pedal Bam, $260, $276 and $3OO. School Harmoniums, $4O, $6O, $BO and $lOO. Also, Melodeons and Harmooeums of the following makers, Prince A Co's, Carbart A Needham, Haaon A *nd 8. D. A H. W. Smith, all of which, will be sold at extremely low prices. These Melodeons remain in tune a long tim«- • Each Melodeon warranted for three years. 49* A liberal diaconntto Clergymen, Churches, Sabbath Schools, Lodges, Seminaries and Teachers. The trade supplied on the most liberal terms. THE DAT SCHOOL BELT*. 35,000 COPIES ISSUED. Anew Singing Book for Day Schools, called the. Day School Beil', is jiow ready. It contains about 200 choice, songs, rounds, catches, duetts, trios, quartetts and chor-, übss, many of them written expressly, for this worky be* sides 32 pages of the Elements. of Music. . The Elements' are so and progressive, that ordinary teachers will' find themselves entirely successful, in Instructing even young scholars to sing correctly and scientifically; while the tunes and words embrace such a variety of lively, at* tractive, and soul-stirring mnslo and sentimente, that no trouble will be experienced in Inducing nil beginners;-to go on with zeal in acquiring skill in one of the .most health-giving, beauty-improving, happiness-yielding; end • order-producing exercises of school life. In simplioty. of its elements, In variety and adaptation of music, and In excellence and number of its songs, original, selected, and adapted, it claims by much to excel all competitors; It will be found the best ever issued for seminaries, acade*. mies and public schools. A few sample pages of the ele-. ments, tunes and songs, are given in a circular; send and; get one. It is complied by Horace Waters, author of “ Sabbath School Bell,*' Nos; I and 2, which have had the enormous sale of 736,000 copies. Prices—-paper cover, 20 cents, $l5 per 100; bound, 30 cents, $22 per 100; cloth bound, embossed gilt, 40 cents, $3O per 100. 25 oopiesfur* nlshed at the 100 price. Mailed at the retail price. HORACE WATERS, Publisher, Broadway, New York. SABBATH SCHOOL BELL Ho. 2. 86,000 COPIES ISSUED. It is an entire new work of nearly 200 pages. Many, of the tunes and hymns were written expressly tor this vol ume. It will soon be as popular as its predecessor, (Bell No. 1) which has inn up to the enormous number of 660,- 000 copies—outstripping any Sunday school book of its size ever issued in this country. Also, bothNolumef are bound in one to accommodate schools wishing them in that form. Prices of Bell No. 2, paper covers, 16 cents, $l2 per 100; bound, 25 cents, $lB per 100; cloth bound, em bossed gilt, 30 cents, $23 per 100. Bell No. 1, paper covers, 13 cents, $lO per 100; bound, 20 cents, $lB per 100; cloth bound, embossed gilt,- 26 cents, $2O per hundred. Bells Nos. 1 and 2 bound together, 40 cents, $3O per 100, cloth bound, embossed gilt, 50 cents, $4O per 100. 25 copies fur nished at the 100 price. Mailed at the retail price. HORACE WATERS, Publisher, 481 Broadway, New York. NEW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC. \ President Lincoln's Grand March, with the best Vignette of his Excellency that has yet been published; music by Helmsmuller, leader of the 22d Regiment Band, price 60 cents. Our Generals’ Quick-Step, with vignette of 36 of our generals; mnsic by Grafulla, leader of the 7th Regiment Baud, 50 cents. The Seven Sons’ Gallop, and Laura Keene Waltz, 36 cents each. Comet Schottlsche, 26 cents; all by Baker. Music Box Gallop,‘ by Herring, 36 cents. Union Waltz, La Grassa, 25-centi. Volunteer Polka, Goldbeck, 25 cents. Spirit Polka; General Scott’s'Farewell Grand March, 26 cents each ; Airy Castles, 30 cents, all by A. E. Parkhurst. Freedom, Truth and Right Grand March, with splendid vignette; music by Carl Heinemau, 60-cts. All of which are fine productions. NEW VOCAL MUSIO I will be trne to thee; A penny for yonr thoughts; Lit tle Jenny Dow; Better times are coming; I dreafo of my mother and my home; Merry little birds are we, (a song for children;) Slumber, my darling, Lizzie dies to-night, Jenny's coming o’er the green; Was my Brother in the Battle, and Why have my loved ones gone, by Stephen 0. Foster. Sbail we know each other there? by the Rev. R. Lowry. Pleasant words for.all, by J. Roberts. There is'a beautiful world, by I M. Holmes. Price 25 cents each. Freedom, Truth and Right,-a national song and grand cborns; mnsic by Carl Heinemann, With English and Ger man words. 30 cents. Where liberty dwells is my country, Plumley. Forget if you can, bnt forgive; I hear sweet voices singing, and Home is home, by J, K. Thomas, 30 cents each. These songs are very popular. Mailed free at retail price. Foreign Sheet Music at 2 cents per page. All kinds of Mneic merchandise at war prices. HORACE WATERB, Publisher, 481 Broadway, New York.. NEW MUSIO FOR THE MILLION, IN CHEAP POEM, ARRANGED AS QUARTETTES AND CHORUSES PO MUSICAL SOCIETIES, CHOIRS, SUNDAY SCHOOLS, PUBLIO SCHOOLS, SEMINARIES, ETC. Shall we know each other there; Shall we meet beyond tbe river? Be in time; There is a beautiful world; Don’t you hear the Angels coming; Where liberty dwells is my country; Freedom, Troth and Right,Ynaiional songs.) Is there.a land of-love? Sorrow shall come again no more. Price 3 cents, 26 cents per doz., $2 per 100. Postage 1 cSht. In sheet form, with Piano accompaniment, 25 cents. Published by HORACE WATERS, 481 Broadway, New York, and for sale by N. P. Kemp, Boston ; Chas. 8. Luther, Philadelphia; G. Crossby, Cincinnati; Tomlinson A Bros., Chicago, and J. W. Mclntyre, Si. Louis. jniy 29 6m 29~ •pXOELSIOR BURR STONE HILLS, (FOR FARMERS AND MILLERS.) AND ANTI-FRICTION HORSE POWERS. Took Ten First Premiums at Western State Fairs last year, and are justly considered superior to all others. - The Mill may be driven-by horse, water or steam power; does its work as well as the flat stone mills in milling establish ments, and requires but one-half the power to drive the largest sizes. They are very compact, perfectly simple, and for farm use will last Thirty Years, and cost nothing for repairs. PRICES—SIOO, $l4O and $l7O. Flour Bolt for smallest Mill $5O extra. THE HORSE POWER has proved itself to be the best ever invented. The friction is reduced by IRON BALLS, so arranged in all the bear* logs, that the whole weight of tbe castings runs noon them. THREE POUNDS DRAUGHT, at the end of a ton feet lever, will keep the power in motion! thus permitting the entire strength of the horses to be need on ..the machine to be driven. One horse will do as much work on thiß power as two on theendless Chain Power. ItU port able and may be nsed in the field as well as In the honse. More than Twenty-Five Per Cent, of horse fldsh is saved over any other power in use. It is simple In construction, and not liable to get out of order. Price of power for 1 to 4 homes. Price of power for 1 to 8 horses. THE $126 POWER WILL DRIVE ANY THRESHING MACHINE. EVERY MACHINE IS GUARANTEED TO GIVE SATIS FACTION, OB THE MONEY WILL BE REFUNDED. REFERENCES Wm. Lear, B. R. Supt. Philadelphia, Penna. J. P. Post, Patterson, N. J^, E. P. Gondii, ffrftbnin, “ N. H. Hochbtetler, Shaneeville, Ohio. Geo. Smith, Walnut Creek. Orange J udd, Editor Am. Agriculturist, N. Y. City. Philadelphia, Pa. Gents: With two horses on your Antl-Frictlon Power, we drive your No. 1 Mill, grinding 15 bushels of corn per hour, and cut a large quantity of hay at the same time. I have never seen a power, that runs with so Uttie friction, and consequently with so little strain upon the.horses. W.P. COOPER, Snpt. 13th and 16th Bt. Pass. R. R. Go. Clgstkl N. J., Jan. 29,1862. Messrs. Bcnm Brothers, Gettb : I am verymuch pleased with the Power. slt runs easier than any other Power io this vicinity, and with the same horses 'Will do nearly, or quite twice as much work. I run my Thresher at 1,600 revolutions per minute, and a 24 inch Crow-cut Saw, at 1,200 revolutions. Tours truly, 49“ ON ALL OBDERB RECEIVED BEFORE OCT. Iff. 1862. THE FREIGHT WILL BE PREPAID TO PHILA DELPHIA. 49 Liberal disco-ant to dealers. Agents wanted. State. County and Shop Rights for sale. For farther information send stamp for Illustrated Circulars to .. BENNET BROTHERS, 42 and 44 Greene street, New York. Bm® Fa rmkr>s usiohbotbi, No. 828 M ABKBT STREET, Between 9th and 10th, , „ PHILADELPHIA . J. 0. EWING and J.H. KURTZ, Proprietors. BOARDERS accommodated on reasonable terms* transient eustomers.at SLOO per day; 49 Stabling for* Seventy Five Horses. July 16 ; ~... Boot and shoemakers take NOTICE.—J. F. COMBS. Corrier and Leather Dealer. 1130 Market Street below 12th, Philadelphia, baa themoet extensive assortment of SOLE AND of air descriptions: Redand Oat Sole SklrtincT imCuT Slaughter, French and City Calf Skins, Kips, Wtir lßfflll ’ Upper Morocco, Linings,. Lacings, Leather Apron 'FIs. Skins, Shoe Tools, Lasts, Bindings, Ac., and.nrSr reqnMte for Boot and BhgmakiS, WhoSio gwL P' lo '***»»hkhheTUte. the nttowSH? - • ■ - ... [awMAnlt ISAAC babtosa 101. . „ Wli 2£?S£i? QBOOBBB, AND DEALERS W OOBV- Sj|RJ6s**g NO. 43; PETER J. WHITE.
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