Mit pitirktifr''ffidtilitenctr, Penz.mmk z‘lz!vy . WND=SM:4T BY ottoPl3ll.it ILA 21111EILSON's* an., J. M. COOPER, H. G WK. A. Mossoa, ALNKKD SAKImmoT. TER2d33+Two Dollars and Fifty Cents )er annum, payabla all 1351908 In advaina. ,OFFICSr-80131..avr.5.a. CORNER OF Casa SQOASE. • • gill letters on business should bi ad dressed tO COOPER. $62934M80N Co fort. The Tartar Who Caught a Taitar. A HUNGARIAN LEGEND. There'marouble in Hungary nMv; a 1 ! There's trouble on every hand ; For that - terrible man, The,Tartax Khan Is roving over the. land'.' He is riding forth with his ugly two, To rob and ravish and slay ; For deeds like those, You may well suppose, Are quite in the Tartar way. And now he - comes, that terrible3hief, To a mansion grand and old ; And,he peers about, Within and. without, And what do his eyes behold ? A thousand cattle in fold and thld, And sheep all over the plain, And noble steeds Of rarest breeds, And beautiful crops of grain. But finer still is the hoarded veelth That his ravished eves beholi, In silver plate Of wondrous weight, And Jewels of pearl and golf ! A nobleman owns his fine estate, And when the robber he secs, • Tis not very queer He quakes with fear, And trembles a bit in his knees ! He quakes in fear of his precious life, And scarce suppresses a glean. " Good Tartar." says be, " Whatever you see Be pleased to reckon you: own ! The, Khan looked round .n a leisurely way As one who is puzzled to choose ; When cocking his ear He chanced to hear ' The creak of feminine shwa ! The Tartar smiled a vlit‘inous smile, When, like a lily in bloom, A lady fair With golden hair, Came gliding into the nom. The robber stared with enormous eyes Was ever so winning a face ? And long he gazed, As one amazed, To see such beauty and grace. A moment more, and the lawless man Had seized his struggling prey, Without remorse, And taking horse, He bore the lady away ! " Now, Heaven be praised !" the nobleman cried, For many a mercy to me ; I bow me still Unto his will, Gott pity th^ Tartar !" said he. trittraq. The Skeleton in the Well. , It was during the year 1861, in the thriving little town of Argentiere, near the foot of the Cevennes Mountains, in France. The day was charming. Many of the inhabitants were traversing the highways, enjoying the agreeableness of the weather. Among the number there was a tall young man, apparently not more than twenty-five years of age. In his right hand he carried a cane, and in his left a small carpet-bag, His gait was quick, and from his expression he appeared to be bent upon some impor- taut errand. In this manner he went along, occasionally glancing around to view the surrounding objects. He had hardly gone more than a quarter of a mile when he came to a street, which was in the suburbs of the town. He turned and proceeded up this. Present ly, after walking but a short distance, lae arrived at an inn. Here he hesitated; and after viewing the exterior, he mut tered to hiinself the following words: "It is very singular that this is the first inn I have seen throughout my route. However I will put up here." So saying he entered the building, and having registered his name, he was shown to a room. After ordering his dinner he went into his apartment to rest himself. His order was immedi- ately responded to, and after eating he prepared to retire, intending to partake of a long and hearty sleep, so that early next morning he might visit the various merchants of the town. He according ly went to bed, and was soon wrapt in * sleep. While thus sleeping he had a dream that made the strongest impres sion upon him. We will give it as from the lips of the dreamer : " I thought that I had arrived at the same town, but in the middle of the evening, which was really the case ; that I had put up at the same inn, and gone immediately, as an unacquainted stranger would do, in order to see what ever was worthy of observation in the place. I walked down the main street into another street apparently leading into the country. I had gone no great distance when I came to a church, which I stopped to examine. After satisfying my curiosity I advanced to a by-path which branched off from the main street. Obeying an impulse which I could neither account for nor control, I struck into this path, though it was winding, rough, and unfrequented, and presently reached a miserable cottage, in front of which was a garden covered with weeds. I had no great difficulty in getting into the garden, forthe hedge had several wide gaps in it. I approach ed an old well that stood solitary and gloomy in a distant corner ; and look ing down into it, beheld, without any possibility of mistake, a corpse which had been stabbed in several places. I ..counted the deep wounds and wide Dishes. There were six." At this moment he awoke with his hair on end, trembling in every limb, and cold drops of perspiration bedewing his forehead—awoke co find himself comfortably in bed, his carpet-bag lying near him, and the morning sun beam ing through his curtain. What a dif ference ! He sprang from his bed, dressed himself, and as it was yet early, sought an appetite for breakfast by a morning walk. He went accordingly into the street, and strolled along. The farther he went, the stronger became the confused recollection of the objects that presented themselves to his view. " It is very strange," said he to him self ; "I have never been in this place before, and I could swear that I've seen this house, and the next, and that other on the left." On he went, till he came to a corner of a street crossing the one down which he bad come. Before long he arrived at the Church with the architectural fea tures that had attracted his notice in the dream ; and then the highroad, along which he had pursued his way, coming at length to the same bypath that had presented to his imagination a few hours before—there was no possibility of doubt or mistake. Every tree and every turn vita familiar to him. He hurried for ward, no longer doubting that the next moment would bring him to the cottage; and this was really the case. In all its exterior appearances it correspond ed• with what he had seen in his dreams. Who, then, could wonder that he determined to ascertain whether the coincidence would hold good in every point? He entered the garden and went directly to the spot where he had seen the well ; but here the resemblance failed ; there was none. Halooked in:every direction, examined the whole garden, and even went round the cottage, which seemed-to be inhabi ted, butnowhere could be find any signs of a well. He then hastened back to thelaut in:a state of excitement hard to deseribc. , He could. not make. up his mind ti) allow such' extriundinsig bohi %Uncles to pass unnoticed. But how ----- _ . , 1t: ,,, 1. , - , - 0 -. ..' • • r.; •: , , • •• ,-: `.. ''',,': .1,11.... i . . . . - , „ . . . . ' ~ •-• „,,,,,-- _.. ~,,..-;.--„,.:,..;-...._,, ,:y.'l,.::= - : ::: .--:- . i.; , :. - : : : - ... :.. , _,.. 1 ' . • ~ , . -i-i.....•.: . :ti,;••• • •-••,-, ,-•• • - • •• '• ' -- ,7 •-••! '- , (1" 7,7, ' - • belle, .; L" ••' ' l- ` Ll ' i at fi'.::: :....:';' ' f .0 .- ' Rill r .l: 5 .1"': : - i : - ii7f.l •. 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Breakfast was served, but he could eat none; and he felt that if he presented himself to the merchants in such a state of excitement they might think him mad. He walked up and down the room and looked out of the window, endeavoring to interest himself in a quarrel between two men in the street; but the garden and cottage pre-occu- pied his mind, and, at last snatching up his hat, he made his way to the street. Hastening to the nearest magistrate, he related the whole circumstance briefly and clearly. " It is very strange," said the officer, " and after what has happened I don't think it would be right to leave the mat ter without further investigation. I will place two of the police at your command; you can then go once more to the hovel and search every part of it perhaps, make some important disco He allowed but very few minutes to elapse before he was on his way, accom panied by two officers. After knocking at the door, and awaiting for some time, the old man opened the door. He re ceived them somewhat uncivilly, but showed no mark of suspicion when they told - him they wished to search the house. " Very well, as fast and as soon as you please," was the reply. " Have you a well here ?" "No sir, we are obliged to get our water from a spring a quarter of a mile distant." They searched the house, but discov ered nothing of any consequence.— Meanwhile the old man gazed upon them with an impenetrable vacancy of look, as if he could not understand why they were intruding on his property.— Finally, they forsook the cottage, with out finding anything to corroborate their suspicions. They, however, resolved to inspect the garden. By this time a number of persons had collected togeth er outside, having been drawn to the spot by the:sight of a stranger with two policemen. They were asked if they knew anything of a well in those parts. They replied they did not; the idea seemed to perplex them. At length an old woman came forward leaning on a crutch. A well ?" said she. "Is it awe you are looking for? That has been gone these thirty years. I remember it as if it were yesterday : how I used to throw stones into it, just to hear the splash in the water." " Do you remember where that well used to be," asked the gentleman. "As near as I can recollect," replied the woman, "it is on the very spot where you now stand." He suddenly started as if lie had trodden upon a serpent. They at once commenced digging up the ground. At about twenty inches deep, they came to a layer of bricks, which being broken up, revealed some rotten boards. These were easily removed, when they beheld the dark mouth of the well. " I was quite certain that was the spot," said the old woman. " What a fool you were to stop it up, and then have to travel so far for water !" A sounding line, furnished with hooks was now •let down into the well—the crowd hard pressing around them, breathlessly bending overthe black and fetid hole, the secrets of which seemed hidden in impenetrable obscurity. This was repeated several times without any result. At length, penetrating below the mud, the hooks caught something of considerable weight ; and after much time and effort they succeeded in raising it from the obscure hole. It was an old chest. The sides and lid were decayed, and it needed no locksmith to open it. Within it they found, what they were slim they would find, and which filled the spectators with horror—the remains of a human body ! The police officers now rushed into the house and secured the old man. As to his wife, she at first could not be found. But after a fatiguing search, she was discovered beneath a pile of wood, being much bruised by the heavy logs above her. By this time nearly the whole population of the town had collected around the spot. The old couple were brought before the proper authorities and separately examined. The man persisted in his denial most obstinately ; but his wife at once confessed that she and her hus band, a very long time ago, had mur dered a peddlar who possessed a large sum of money. He had passed the night at their house ; and they, taking advan tage of the heavy sleep that encom passed him, had strangled him, after which they placed his body in a chest. The chest was then thrown into the well, and the well stopped up. The two criminals had reason to believe them selves free from detection, as there were no witnesses of the crime, and its trace had been carefully concealed. Never theless they had not been able to hush the voice of conscience. They fled from their fellow-men. They were intimi dated at the slightest noise, and silence thrilled them with fear. They had often thought of flying to some distant land ; but some inexplicable influence kept them near the remains of their victim. Terrified by the deposition of his wife, the old man at length made a similar confession ; and six weeks after the guilty couple expired on the scaffold. Judicial Wit. Lord Bacon tells of his farmer, Sir Nicholas, that when appointed a judge on the Northern Circuit, he was by one of the malefactors mightily importuned for to save his life ; which, when noth ing he had said did avail, he at length desired his mercy on account of kin dred. Prithee, said my lord judge, how came that in? Why, if it pleases you, my lord your name is Bacon and mine is Hog, and in all ages Hog and Bacon have been so near kindred that they are not to be separated. Aye, but, replied Lord Bacon, you and I can not be kindred, exceptyou be hanged, for Hog is not Baeon until it is well hanged, Ilirtlllng Sketch. Aaexander Dyntas fninishing sen sation items from -Russia Here is one of the last: ' We left the room with a turnkey be hind us, and waikefi on till we found ourselves opposite the prison. The jailor opened it,3 went in, and lighted a lan tern. We followed. Vie w„ent.down ten steps, passed a 'row of dungeons, then down ten more, but did not stop. We went down five more and then stopped at one marked No. 11. He gave a silent signal ; it seemed in this abode of the dead as if he had lost the power of speech. There was at this time a frost of at least twenty degrees outside. At the depth where we found ourself, it was mingled with a damp which pene trated to the bone; my marrow was frozen, and yet I wiped the perspiration from my brow. The door opened, we went down six damp and slippery steps and found ourselves in a dungeon of six square feet. I fancied by the light of the lantern that I saw a human form moving in it. The Governor remained on the last step and said to the prisoner : "Rise and dress yourself." I laad a curiosity to know to whom this order was addressed. "Turn on the light," said I to the 'ailor. I then saw a thin and pallid old man rise up. He had evidently been im mured in this dungeon in the same clothes he had on when arrested, but they had fallen off him piece-meal, and he was only dressed in a ragged pelisse. Through the rags his naked, bony, shivering body could be seen. Perhaps this body had been covered with splen did garments; perhaps the ribbons of the most noble orders had once crossed his panting 'chest. At present he was only a living skeleton, that had lost rank, dignity, even name, and was called No. 11. He rose, and wrapped himself in the fragments of his ragged pelisse, without uttering a complaint; his body was bowed down, conquered by prison damp, time, it might be hun ger. His eye was haughty, gluiest menacing. "It is good," said the governor. " Come." You may, He was the first to go out. The prisoner threw a parting glance on his cell, his stone bench, his water jug, and rotten straw. He uttered a sigh, yet it was impossible that he could regret anything of this. He followed the governor and passed before me. I shall never forget the glance he turned Upon me in passing, and the re proach that was concentrated in it. " So young," it seemed to say, " and already obeying tyranny." I turned away ; that glance had pierced my heart like a dagger. He passed the door of the dungeon. How long was it since he entered it? Per haps he did not know himself. He must have ceased for a long time count ing days and nights. On reaching the governor's door we found two sledges waiting. The prisoner was ordered into the one that brought us, and we fol lowed him, the governor by his side, 1 in front. The other sledge was occupied by four soldiers. Where were we going? I knew not. What were we going to do? I was equally ignorant. I had only to see— the action itself did not concern me. We started. Through my position the old man's knees were between mine. I felt them tremble. The governor was wrapped in his furs. I was buttoned up in my mil itary frock, and yet the cold reached us. The prisoner was almost naked but the governor had offered him no coverings. For a moment I thought of taking off my coat and offering it to him. The governor guessed my intention. " It is not worth while," he said. Soon we reached the Neva again, and our sledge took the direction of Con stradt. The wind came off the Baltic and blew furiously; the sleet cut our faces. Though our eyes had become ac customed to the darkness we could not see ten yards before us. At last we stopped in the midst of a furious storm. We must have been about a league and a half from St. Peters burg. The governor got off the sledge and went up to the other. The soldiers had already got off, holding the tool they had been ordered to bring. " Cut a hole in the ice," the governor said to them. I could not refrain a cry of terror. I began to apprehend. " Ah !" the old man uttered, with an accent resembling the laugh of a skele ton, "then the Empress does still le member me !" Of what Empress was he talking ? Three had passed away in succession— Annie,Elizabeth, and Catharine. It was evident he still believed he was living under one of them, and he did not know even the name of the man who ordered his death. What was the obscurity of the night compared with that of the tomb. The four soldiers then set to work. They broke the ice with their hammers cut it with their axes, and raised the blocks with the lever. All at once they started back ; the ice was broken ; the water was rising. " Come down," the governor said to the old man. The order was,useless, for he had already done so. Kneeling on the ice he was praying fervently. The governor gave an order in a low tone to the soldiers, then he came back to my side ; for I had not left the sledge. In a minute the prisoner rose. " I am ready," he said. The four soldiers rushed upon him. I turned my eyes away, but though I did not see, I heard the noise of a body hurled into the abyss. In spite of my self, I turned around. The old man had disappeared. I forgot that I had no right to give orders, but shouted to the driver, " Away ! away !" "Stop !" cried the governor. The sledge which had already moved for ward, stopped again. "All is not finished," the governor said to me in French. " What have we to do ?" I asked. " Wait !" he replied. We waited half an hour. " The ice has set," said one of the sol diers. " Art thou sure?" He struck the spot where the hole had so lately yawned ; the water had be come solid again. " We can go," said the governor. The horses started at a full gallop, and in less than ten minutes we reached the fortress. —General Terry, commanding at Rich mond, has issued an order announcing that Me old State, and municipal laws in refer ence to negroes, are voi.d.. He says the tes timony of colored persons will in all cases be received before. the military courts in his department. ' • A national bank for Nevada lugs been authorized. LANCASTER, PA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, JULY 5, 1865. The Lifetime of Man. When the world was created, and all creatures assembled to have their life time appointed, the arm first advanced and asked how long he would have to live? "Thirty years," replied Nature; will that be agreeable to thee?" "Alas!" answered the ass, "it is a long while. Remember what a wearisome existence will be mine; from morning until night I shall have to bear heavy burdens, dragging cornsacks to the mill, that others may eat bread, while I shall have no encouragement, nor be re freshed by anything but blows and kieks. Give me but a portion of that time I pray?" Nature was moved with compassion, and presented but eighteen years. The ass went away comforted, and the dog came forward. "How long dost thou require to live!" asked Nature. "Thirty years are too many for the ass, but wilt thou be con tented with them?" Is it thy will that I should ?" replied the dog. "Think how much I shall have have to run about; my feet will not last for so long a time, and when I shall lost my voice for barking and my teeth for biting, what else shall I be fit for but to lie in the corner and growl?" Nature thought he was right and gave twelve years. The ape then appeared. "Thou wilt, doubtless, willingly, live the thirty years," said nature; "thou wilt not have to labor as the ass and the dog. Life will be pleasant to thee." "Ah, no!" cried he; "so it may seem to others but it will not be! Should puddings ever rain down, I should ex cite laughter by my grimaces, and then be rewarded by a sour apple. How often sorrow lies concealed behind a jest! I shall not be able to endure for thirty years." Nature was gracious and he received but ten. At last came man, healthy and strong and asked the measure of his days. _ . "Will thirty years content thee?" "How short a time!" exclaimed the man. "When I shall have built my house, and kindled a fire upon my own hearth—when the trees I shall have planted are about to bloom and bear fruit—when life shall seem to me most desirable, I shall die Oh, Nature grant me a longer period." "Then shalt thou have the eighteen years of the ass besides." "This is not enough," 'replied the man. —•- . "Take likewise the twelve years of the dog." "It is not yet sufficient," reiterated man ; "give me more." "I will give thee, then, the ten years of the ape; and in vain wilt thou claim more." Man departed unsatisfied. Thus man lives seventy years. The first thirty are his human years, and pass swiftly by. He is then healthy and happy. He labors carefully, and rejoices in his existence. The eighteen of the ass come next; burden upon burden is heaped upon him—he carries the corn that is to feed others; blows and kicks are the reward of his faithful service. The twelve years of the dog follow, and he loses his teeth, and lies down in the corner and growls. When these are gone the ape's ten years form a conclu sion. Then man,, weak and silLy, becomes the sport of children.— Trans lated from the German. The Dress Reform The Rochester Union of a late date contains a full account of a large meet ing of ladies and gentlemen, held in that city, the object of which was, to aid other philanthropists in bringing about a reform in the dress of the females. From the general drift of the speeches made on the occasion, it is inferred that the worst grievance which was com plained of by those reformers, was the length of the skirts, as now sanctioned by the inexorable behests of fashion. They brought upon the platform a Mrs. Roberts, of Pekin, near Lockport, with her several daughters, robust and finely developed, who cultivate their own farm, and wear short dresses. And the sentiment of the meeting seemed to be decidedly in favor of adopting a costume as nearly like that worn by the men as possible; some of the speakers maintaining that it would be as well to adopt it atonce as a substitute for petticoats. At any rate, all the speakers were in favor of up ward progress in that direction, and conscientiously opposed all hindrances to a full and free expansionof the chest. Fred. Douglas being called for, took the stand. He did not seem to be as fully engrossed in the cause as the other speakers. His was a different and more important work. He had little taste and knew little of dress. Whether the crinoline issue is to be come an element of discord in the next Presidential campaign or not we are un able to tell ; but judging from an allu sion made by Smith, the Razor Strop Man, to the story about Jeff. Davis be ing caught in petticoats, we concluded that the contest between the longs and the shorts will with difficulty be retain ed within legitimate bounds. As a friend to our sorely " agitated" country, we throw out the timely suggestion that the adoption of pantaloons and short dresses by the ladies may turn out tobe a prelude to an assertion of their rights to gcifto the polls and vote. But as the strong-minded women ,are abundantly qualified to manage their own affairs in their own way, we would respectfully intimate to the weak-minded men that they had better let this petticoat busi ness alone. The Devil Alarmed. An editor away down east, on enter ing his office and seeing his apprentice boy cutting some queer capers, called out to him: "Jim, what are you doing on the floor ?" "Why, sir, I've had a shock?" " A shock !" " Yes, sir." " What kind of a shock ?" " Why, sir," said the devil gasping, "one of yoursubscribers came in during your absence ; said he owed for two year's subscription ; paid it, and also paid another year in advance." "In advance!" gasped the editor, nearly as much overcome as his lone apprentice. "Yes, sir; and it has produced an effect upon me that I have been per fectly helpless ever since." " And well you may, Jim. But up ; if you survive this you're safe, as there is little prospect of another such catas trophe." The Freedmen's Bureau has prepareda: list or the abandoned landa in Virghila,! embracing between thirty and forty thone• and acres. ' • . • , gaiotelbwous. Checking Perspiration. Edward Everett, the finished scholar, the accomplished diplomatist, the ora tor, the statesman, the patriot, became overheated in testifying in a court-room, on Monday morning went to Faneull H:11, which was cold, sat in a draft of air until his turn came to speak ; " but my hands and feet were ice my lungs on fire. In this condition, I had to go and spend three hours in a court-room. He died in less than a week from this checking of the perspiration. It was enough to kill any man. Professor Mitchell, the gallant soldier. and the most eloquent astronomical lec turer that has ever lived, while in a state of perspiration in yellow fever, the certain sign of recovery, left his bed, went into another room, became chilled in a moment, and died the same night. If while perspiring, or while some thing warmer thanusual, from exercise or a heated room, there is sudden expos ure in stillness, to a still, cold air, or to a raw, damp atmosphere, or to a draft, whether to an open window or door, or street corner, an inevitable result is a violent and instantaneous closing of the pores of the skin, by which waste and impure matters, which were making their way out of the system, are com pelled to seek an exit through some other channel, and break through some weaker part, not the natural one, and harm to that part is the result. The idea is presented by saying that the cold is settled in that part. To illustrate : A lady was about getting into a small boat to cross the Delaware; but wishing first to get an orange at a fruit stand, she ran up the bank of the river, and on her return to the boat found herself much heated, for it was summer; but there was a little wind on the water, and the clothing soon felt cold to her. The next morning she had a severe cold, which settled on her lungs, and within the year she died of consump tion. A stout, strong man was working in agarden in May. Feeling a little tired about noon, he sat down in the shade of the house and fell asleep. He waked up chilly. Inflammation of the lungs followed, . ending,after two years of great suffering, in consumption. On opening his chest there was such an extensive decay that the yellow matter was scooped out by the cupfull. Multitudes of women lose health and life every year in one or two ways: by busying themselyes in a warm kitchen until weary, tind then throwing themselves on a bed or sofa, without covering, and perhaps in a room with out fire ; or by removing the outer clothing, and perhaps changing the dress for a more common one, as soon as they enter the house after a walk or a shopping. The rule should be invaria bly to go at once to a warm room and keep on all the clothing at least for five or ten minutes, until the :forehead is perfectly dry. In all weathers, if you have to walk or ride on any occassion, do the riding first.—Hall's Journal of Health. A British Legislator and Blockade Run The London Star of June 13, under the heading "Is it the M. P. for Done gal?" publighes the subjoined : A passenger from New York to Liver pool on board the steamship Scotia gives the following account of a fellow voyager: After having assembled on board our ship the large number of nearly three hundred passengers, we cast off and proceeded down the bay. In a few moments a person appeared walking aft on the quarter deck, dressed in the Zouave costume. He wore a pair of very large red Zouave trowsers, lined on the seat with leather, and ex tending down a little below the knee, a pair of cowhide boots, and a rather short roundabout jacket of gray cloth. My attention was so much attracted by this singular looking inditidual that I was induced to inquire who he was, and what country he hailed from, and was told that he was au eccentric English man, who had been out on the prairies shooting buffalo. As this appeared rea sonable enough, my curiosity was at that time satisfied, and I thought no more on the subject. In the coutte of a day or two I observed that he was well known to many of the passengers. Having accidentally made his acquain tance, in the course of conversation he without much hesitation revealed his true character. I then found that he was a member of the British Parlia ment, but had latterly been engaged in running the blockade. After having made four successful voyages, in the last attempt he had failed, and run his ves sel into Charlotte Bay, south of Wil mington. He then ordered his ves sel to Havana, and endeavored to land in a small boat, but was upset in the surf, and saved himself with great difficulty, with the loss of all his lug gage except a small carpet-bag. He proceeded through the country to Fay etteville, from thence to Raleigh, where he met General Johnston and staff, and being well received remained with them several days. He then passed on to Richmond, where he became an inmate at General Lee's headquarters. He con tinued with General Lee's staff about three weeks, or until the fall of Rich mond and the subsequent surrender of the army., By what means this wild Irishman, who represents a district of Ireland in the British House of Com mons, reached New York the writer did not learn, but during his pilgrimage he he had come into possession of aU. S. soldier's top coat, which it was said was taken from a corpse, and it might nat urally be inferred that this served as his disguise. He seemed to take great pleasure on one or two occasions in ex hibiting it to the passengers, and in showing the hole where the bullet had passed which had killed the original owner. This indecent exhibition did not exactly suit the taste of the Ameri can passengers, and, influenced by their remarks, he discontinued it. However, the display of the coat upon his person, decorated as it was !by the beautiful bright United States button, went far to improve his appearance. With all his eccentricities he was thoroughly good natured, and I cannot but acanowledge that I found him an agreeable compan ion, from whom I derived much infor mation and amusement. I could not refrain from giving this brief descrip tion of a person who must be well-known as a blockade runner and a friend of the late rebellion. What a Woman Would Do If She Could. Mrs. Caroline D. Hall writes to the Boston Advertiser : "If I were wealthy I would immediately establish a school to teach poor rough women to wash common clothes well, and to clean house without doing mischief, at fifty cents a day and their board. At this price, far better wages than these women now earn, hundreds of mechanics' families in every large town would hire at least two days' work a week. Then. I would train a class of girls to mend furniture, to repair veneering, of put on bolts, locks, etc., to hang win dows and set glass. The farmers' wives in the country do these things them selves. They would gladly pay to have them done. Of the more skillful work ers, would not you or I be glad to find a deft, tidy woman, who could hang paper, paint mock boards, patch broken grain ing, clean brasses or silver to its very best? Could not some women, like some men in France, make a profession of the packing of trunks, of china, pic tures, books, and so on ? Oh, there are plenty of ways to help them, if you but believe the help possible." The Germans and Our Stocks. Latterly, the Dutch people have been sellers of United States stocks. Having make a good profit by their purchasers Within the past year, they are now turn- , ing their attention to low-priced securi ties in other directions, and Turkish bonds have been especially in favor with them. The Gerthans too, have lately been pursuing a similar course,- but the other day there was a fair de.r inand for Five-Twenties for the Frank fort market, THE IV. Y. Times at last takes ground decidedly against the extension of suf frage to blacks. We give the Times' ar gument entire, as follows : . " It is sheer quackery to make negro suffe the sovereignpanacea of South. em ffis. Whether it would have any good effect at all—whether, in fact, it would not.do far more harm than good —is very doubtful. The worst evil of the South, as President Johnson clearly pointed out to the south Carolina dele gates on Saturday, Las been its class rule. A few thousand men in each State have owned mostof the cultivated soil, have held most of the wealth, have had the control of the legislation and civil administration, and have kept not only black men in physical bondage, but the great mass of the white men in almost total ignorance, and in almost complete servitude, mental and moral. This oligarchic power has practically shut out all the republican influences which have so mightily elevated all other parts of the country. The great problem now is how to break up that power. " It is claimed with great vehemence that this is to be done by giving the Blacks the Suffrage. But the Poor Whites have always had the Suffrage, and yet they have remained subject to this oligarchy, generation after genera tion. Votes in their hands have been simply tickets of vassalage. They have never been used in an independent way —have always confirmed, never re lieved, their debasement. This fact is indisputable. If the possession of the Suffrage through all the past years has not redeemed the " White trash" of the South, what right have we to as sume that it will do any more for the Black men? If the Poor Whites have been so ignorant and stolid as to be managed like mere tools by the landed class, how shall the yet poorer Blacks, yet more ignorant and stolid, escape the same fate? Is it said that the negroes will know that it is not for their inter est to keep the political power in the hands of their old masters. What as surance have we that they will know It was a curse to the Poor Whites of the South to vote as they always did in the interest of the slaveholders; and yet these Poor Whites did not know it.. We have here in the North hundreds of thousands of the victims of foreign oppression who have been voting for the last four years, with their whole heart and soul, for the very men and the very policies that best suited their old oppressors. Intelligent people have been surprised at this—have called it incredibly inconsistentand absurd. But we have no right to apply the rules . . which govern intelligent men to any calculations upon the conduct of the ignorant. Ignorance, wherever it ex ists, always bewilders and deludes—al ways makes those cursed with it insen sible to their most obvious interests, and fits them to be the mere tools of the de- signing. The Freedmen will be speci ally exposed to this effect. Without land of their own, they will continue to work for those who have it. They will remain dependents upon the planters, will rely upon them for their livelihood, and will be particularly subject to their influence. "It has been said by some discerning Union men of the South that there could be no surer way of perpetuating the old class rule of the South than the bestowing the Suffrage upon plantation laborers—that it would practically give the planter, who has now but a single vote, ten or fifty or a hundred votes. Whether this would prove to be the case, we cannot yet say. The relations between the races since Emancipation have not yet taken deflniteshapeenough to justify a settled conclusion. But we do say that no one has any right to as sume that the negroes, having the Suf frage, would vote to suit Northern men a thousand miles away, whom they never saw, and against the wishes and purposes of their employers. All the antecedent probabilities are against it. The assumption has nothing but vague speculation and empty hope to rest up on. To depend, under present develop ments, upon Negro Suffrage as the great means of reorganizing the South is sheer empiricism." 011 Intelligence Great Excitement on Pithole Creek- Flowing Wells Close Together—lnter. eating Items from all the Oil Reg-ions PLUMER, June 21st, 1865. I have just returned from Pithole.— At 3.i o'clock to-day they commenced pumping iNo. 1 Westmoreland well. In 17 minutes from the time they started the pump the well began to flow mud and oil, and in less than one-half hour they had the stream turned into the tank- flowing at the rate of 300 barrels per day. From all appearances the well will flow equal, if not more, than the famous Frazier well. The rods still re main in the well. The parties interested in these two wells are very worthy men and their friends will be glad to hear of their suc cess. The following are the principal owners: Prathe & Duncan and the United States Petroleum Company. Each own one-fourth, which lithe land of free interest. The working party comprises the following gentlemen : John J. B. Fink, H. C. Keenan, John Kilgore, Capt. J. J. Johnston, Mr. Mil ler, D. Connell, and Mr. Bolton, super intendent of the Columbia Oil Com pany. The great trouble now is what shall be done with the oil, until it cair be more fully controlled. The price to day at the wells was $3 to $3.50. Let it be understood that there are four flowing wells on Pit Hole, all within a half a mile of each other, and about the same distance from Pit Hole city—three on the Holmden farm, producing 900, 225, and 400 barrels respectively. D. M. S A well located on the mountain side at Petroleum Centre, and one hundred and fifty feet above the level of Oil Creek, in a direct line with the Coquette Well, commenced pumping on Thurs day at the rate of hfty barrels per day, and is gradually increasing. The Co quette Well is said to be now flowing lave hundred barrels per day. The once famous Jersey Well is now pumping about two hundred barrels per day. An eighty barrel well has been recently struck on the Watson Flats, near Titus ville. E. Y. Ten Eyck has struck oil on Tionesta Creek, seven miles south of Warren, in Warren county, at a depth of three hundred and fifty feet. The " Artesian Petroleum Company " are sinking, two wells on the property ad joining that of Mr. Ten Eyck. On Wednesday of last week oil was struck by the M'Clintock and Mahon ing Oil Company in the M'William's hollow, Lawrence county, at a depth of 296 feet. The amount at first discovered was considered trifling, but it has in creased in quality every day, and the company are making preparations to tube the well at once. The word now is that they haVe a good well. The superintendent is of the opinion that if there was a greater force of gas it would be a flowing well. In a short time the capacity of the new well will be fully tested. The oil well on the Clarion river, at the mouth of Blyson's Run, owned by the Pennsylvania Salt Company, is now pumping oil, estimated at a 25 or 30 bar rel well.—Pittsburg Commercial. A New Astronomical Theoiy. A new English astronomer, Mr. R. Proctor, of St. John's College, Cam bridge, who has just published an elaborate book on the planet Saturn, believes Saturn's rings to be not contin uous bodies, either solid or fluid, but a multitude of loose planets, grouped like a bead necklace round his equatorial regions, just as if we were furnished not with one moon, but as many moons as would span the whole earth. Mr. Proc tor asserts that this hypothesis explains more completely of the case than any other. This supposition, says the Lon don Spectator, somehow gives a larger idea of the opulence of the universe in worlds than any other known fact. To lave Such a multitude 'of little words strung 'close together„round one plan - et produces (illogically enough) a more vivid impression on the mind., than many . thues the number of 'fixed stars distributed over the influitudis of space. NUMBER 26. Belle Boyd—Her Book. [From the London Saturday Review, June 10.1 Among the causes to which we may have to assign the failure of the South ern States of America in their struggle for independence we shall never have to place any kind of deficiency in the courage and constancy of their women. Never since the days when the ladies of Carthage threw their weddinr , rings in to the city chest, and cut off their hair to be woven into bow strings, has the war-like spirit of a nation been fanned and kept alive with a more united and persistent resolution on the part of the female • portion of its population. The tales of patient sacri fice and heroic daring that reach us through all the haze of uncertainty that hung over the .interior doings of the south were too many and too consistent to be renegated as they might have been cynical disbelievers in reality or ro mance, to the realms of fable or imagi nation. Eye-witnesses have told us of sons, husbands, brothers, lovers, driven to the field by female lips and armed by female hands—of downcast andfiaggi hearts kindled into fresh life by women's eloquent words and braver deeds. Many a State and district in the confederacy has had its Sarragossa: The man nerved to a spirit and the maid Wavingher more than Amazonian blade. " Belle Boyd in Camp and Prison" is one of those books into which thewhole soul and spirit of the writer has evident ly passed—which are too earnest for ar tistic construction, too real and heartfelt either for self-concealment or self-dis play. There is in it, indeed, a reckless and defiant air which in a less worthy cause, or in the mouth of a less refined and lady-like author, might pass for mere feminine sauciness or swagger; but even this defect of style is manifest ly due to that over-abundance of the heart out of which the mouth speaketh. The darling of the entire South, Belle Boyd, may be regarded affl the female genius or imper sonation of the Confederacy, in which her name has been a household word from almost the beginning of the war. The ruling passion of her nature, and accordingly the key-note of her book, is a feeling of intense antipathy to the "Yankees." Our grandfathers and grandmothers, who were taught to hate a Frenchman like the devil, could hardly have come up to a pitch of genuine unmixed hatred as this.— Though careful to have it known that she does not set up herself "as an ad vocate of the woman's right doctrine," or as a strong-minded specimen of her sex, but " would rather appear in the character of a quiet lady expressing her. sentiments, not so much to the public as to her friends," it is not a lit tle amusing to see what this " quiet lady " can do in the way of gentle vituperation of the North. generally, and of personal contempt arid scorn for the individuals under whose official rod she was brought in the course of her daring adventures. We may easily imagine the difficulty which the Fed eral authorities, even when most gal lant and forbearing, must have experi enced in dealing with a "little rebel," who made the weakness of her sex a shield for the most ostentatious defiance of consequences. An officer of more polite and yielding stuff than "Beast Butler " might well feel himself em barrassed by being confronted with a captive whose characteristic "quiet ness" in giving vent to her feelings is set forth in a colloquy like the follow ing: He was seated near a table, and, upon my entrance, he looked up and said : "Ah, so this is Miss Boyd, the famous rebel spy. Pray be seated." " Thank you, General Butler, but I prefer to stand." I was very much agitated, and trem bled greatly. This he noticed and re marked, " Pray be seated. But why do you tremble so? Are ypu frightened?" "No ; ah! that is, yes, General But ler; I must acknowledge that I do feel frightened in the presence of a man of such world-wide reputation as your self." _ . . This seemed to please him immensely, and, rubbing his hands together and smiling most benignly, he said, "Oh, pray do be seated, Miss Boyd. But what do you mean when you say that I am widely known ?" " I mean, General Butler," I said, " that you are a man whose atrocious conduct and brutality, especially to southern ladies, is so infamous that even the English Parliament comment• ed upon it. I naturally feel alarmed at being in your presence." It is something in the credit of Gen. Butler that, after this " Parthian shot at an enemy whom she detested," he should have sanctioned the young lady's being sent unharmed South to her friends. She adds, however, that the general, on reading the contents of cer tain letters found under the charge of the "rebel spy's" and "smarting with the remembrance of her farewell s ar casm," ordered her to be pursued, and, if recaptured, sent to Fort Warren, re marking to those around him that he would "take a leading character in ' Beauty and the Beast ;' " and we are also told, that when the tug returned from her fruitless chase, "he was almost beside himself with rage at being thwart ed in his revenge." This she professes to have had from such good authority that she is "confident the general will not feel it worth his while to contradict the statement." In a spirit of not less mischief, though tempered with a dash of even wilder fun, she discomfitted the lieutenant and party who escorted her on her first imprisonment by waving over their heads, as the train en tered Baltimore, a small Confederate flag which she had received by stealth from a fellow captive on the way, and surreptitiously concealed in her pocket. Nor was her daring and defiance con fined to words alone. In almost every chapter of the book we find Belle con fronting the bayonet of some sentry who sometimes, after provocation too strong for federal nature, had recourse to his only weapon against the sharper tongue of his fair foe. Once, indeed, as she "is not ashamed to confess that she recalls without a shadow of remorse," her "blood literally boiling in her veins," as one of the party of soldiers invading the house " addressed her mother and herself in language as offensive as it is possible to conceive," she expressed her sentiments in a way which may perhaps pass into a precedent for the imita tion of any " quiet " young American lady under the circumstances. " I drew out my pistol," says this calm and gentle young creature of seventeen—it appearing that a weapon of that kind formed an indispensible part of female equipmentat the time—" and shot him. He was carried away mortally wounded, and soon after expired." The man's commanding officer happily being sat isfied that she had" done perfect right," it is a relief to find the only result of this exploit to be that of establishing the fame of the heroine both North and South. Martinsburg, the birthplace of Miss Belle Boyd, a pretty town nestled in the valley of the Shenandoah, was among the first victims to the ravages of the war. Her father, a wealthy country gentleman had taken his place as a pri vate in the confederate ranks, in which he eventually fell in the second year of the war. His house, turned into head quarters by the enemy, became never theless, by the arts and intrepidity of his wife and daughter the centre of plots and stratagems for the supply of succors and intelligence to the Southern leaders in the neighborhood. All being fair in war as in love, the " rebel spy" found nothing but what was laudable in pumping the friendly federal officers, or, by means of a hole through the door, eavesdropping at a council of war; the news surreptitiously picked up being duly conveyed to Gen erals Stuart or Jackson. The young lady's first open adventure Was that of a midnight ride of fifteen miles by her self through the federal pickets, saving " poor old Jackson and his demoralized army" from the trap set for them by the confident Gen. Shields. Shortly after, at Front Valley, the .scheme of Banks and Fremont, with Geary and White, to march at once upon Jackson, having come to Belle's private ear, she saw no alternative, but on the spur-of the zno- Bugusizes AliMietal=22 , 4 Or a year per-' , . square of-ban lines ten per cent. increase for, fractions of a year. Blum Ettr.sru, I a rsSONAL PaOrairrY,andezn • ,; EssL ADVENELBLEG, 7 cents a line for the first, and 4 cents for each subsequent Meer- - - - tion. PATurrr listactiriss and other advise* by =0 carman : One column, 1 .......8100 Half column, 1 Third column, 1 year,—,...... ... 40 Quarter column, . 80 Busatims Gums, of ten llnes - oiless . , one year ....... 10 Business Cards, five lines or less, one year, 5 LEGAL AND OTEDER NOTICES— Executors' notices 2.00 Administrators' notices ~..... .._ ..„«2 00 Assignees' notices, ................. 2.00 itrs' notices,- " Other "Notices; ' ten lines, or less, three times .60 ment to "put on a white sun bonnet," and start at a run through the enemy's lines—the rifle-balls aimed at her fall ing thick and fast around her, aided by the capital mark afforded by her dark blue dress, " with a little fancy white apron above it." She arrived out of breath just in time to enable Jackson to plan and execute the flank movement which restored him the possession of Martinsburg. His note, thanking her, for himself and the army " for the im• mense service that she had rendered her country that day," formed natu rally one of Belle's most cher ished treasures. Prouder still was the distinction of receiving her formal commission as " Captain and Honorary Aid-de-Camp" to Stonewall Jackson, and thenceforth " enjoying the respect paid to an officer by soldiers." At the inspection of troops by Lee and Long street the new-made militai re " had the honor to attend on horseback, and to be associated with the staff officers of the several commanders." The Trial of the Conspirators WASHINGTON, (D. C. 7) June 27.—1 n the trial of the conspirators, before the Military Commission to-day, Sanford Conover, alias J. W. Wallace, was re called by the Government, and testified that after he left Washington, which was on the same day he testified here, and re-visited Montreal, he met Tucker, Sanders, Carroll, Doctor Pullen, West cott, and number of others. They did not know, at that time, that witness had been before the Commission, and there fore received him with great cordiality. Tucker, while speaking of this trial, de nounced Stanton and President Johnson as scoundrels, and Judge Holtas a blood thirsty old villain, and added, that they should protect themselves, for " by the Eternal" the day of reckoning would come, and there is a heavy account to .e settled. Subsequently, when it be came known that witness had testified, his life was menaced, and on several oc casions pistols were drawn and threats to shoot him dead, did he not swear and subscribe to an affidavit to the effect that he had not testified before the Com mission, and that the Conover repre senting him (Wallace), had testified to a tissue of falsehoods. Thisthe witness repeated, and was sworn to by him un der duress with pistols presented in his face. He did it to save his life. A witness, named Ansur, corrobora ted the above testimony in part. J olin Cantley and Watkins D. Graves, printers, from Selma, Alabama, testi fied to the handwriting of G. W. Gale, of Cahawba, who had procured the pub lication of an advertisement in the Sel ma Dispatch, advertising for one mil lion of dollars, in order to procure the death of Lincoln, Johnson and Seward. Judge Advocate-General Holt said that all the Government testimony was now in. Assistant Judge Advocate Bingham then read an elaborate argument in re ply to that of Reverdy Johnson on the urisdiction of the Court. After Assistant Judge Advocate Bing ham had delivered his argument, _the Court adjourned until 1 o'clock on Wed nesday. The Tornado in Minnesota. An instance of the fury of the torna do near Red Wing, Minnesota, on the 17th instant, is given in the St. Paul Press of the 20th :—Th e escape of Sheriff Chandler was remarkable. He was rid ing through Vassa township, when sud denly the air grew stifling. He in stinctively sprang from his buggy, and, seizing a young sapling, lay flat upon the ground. No soon had he done so than his horse and buggy were literally carried away. The buggy was torn into splinters, and the horse was carried forty rods by actual measurement, lodged in the tops of some small trees, and so en tangled in the brush and harness as to be unable to extricate himself. He was found, trembling with fear, in this con dition. Mr. Chandler only saved him self by clinging to the sapling, and, as it was, he was blown straight into the air, and for a moment hung by his hands. Numerous stories are afloat as to the freaks of the storm, such as the blowing of cattle across the river, tearing the feathers from chickens, inflicting sud den death upon numerous cats, dogs, etc., in a singular manner, all of which, though they may not be impossible, we cannot vouch for. Returned Soldiers It is astonishing to find how quickly the returned soldiers resume their places as citizens. The blue, so prevalent late; ly, is disappearing, and the only indica tion of the presence of our soldiers is in the bronzed faces and erect walk of those who assisted to save the republic. Those who predicted disorder and confusion upon the return of the soldiers must be agreeably disappointed. Four years of such discipline as is found in the army has not unfitted the men for the re sumption of their duties as good citi izens. After the first few days of jolifi cation and interchange of friendly courtesies with old associates and com panions, the soldiers find their way into the factories and workshops which they left months before in obedieuce to the call for volunteers. Everywhere the best of order prevails. The only fault has been in the too great confidence re posed by the returned soldiers in the friendship of every one who greets them. This is shown by the numerous cases of robberies. Instead of citizens being, the victims to the dishonesty and ra pacity of soldiers, the soldiers them selves are in many cases the victims of sharpers of the worst character.—Pitts burg Post. A New Fangled Potato Bug. An insect, reptile, or whatever it may be called—for it is as much worm as bug —is preying- upon the potato vines in Benton, Clinton, and Cedar counties, lowa. It is a yellowish looking thing with black legs and spots over its body, and about the size of a large grain of corn. Myriads of these pests are devastating the potato fields, devouring the plant until it looks like a dead branch. The crop has already been seriously injured by it, and it threatens its complete de• struction. Last year a few of the pests were found, but this year the number has multiplied to such an extent that potato growers are despairing of their crops. Singular Legal Action Charles Marigault Morris, son of the late Col. Lewis Morris, while command ing the rebel cruiser Florida, captured ~ and destroyed the Electric Spark, be longing to a Mr. Taylor, of Philadelphia, • and Mr. T., learning that the late com mander of the secession vessel had an interest in property at Morrisiana, went to New York and attached part of the estate, lying below One Hundred and . Thirty-Eight street ay an indemnifica tion for damages. —A mouse ranging about a brewery, happened to fall into a vat of beer, and appealed to a cat to help him out. The cat replied, "It is a foolish request, for as soon as I get you out I shall eat you up." The mouse replied, that fate would be better than to be drowned in beer. The cat lifted him out, but the fumes of the beer caused puss *to sneeze, and the mouse took refuge in his hole. The cat called on the mouse to come out. "You, sir, did you not promise that should eat you?" "Ah," replied the mouse, "but • know I was in liquor at the thite." —An Irish glazier wasputting, pa* of glass into a window, when a groom who was standing by, began joirja him, telling him to put in .plenty of ty. The Irishman bore the bantet* some time, but at lastsileneed menter by,— • "Arrah now,.be offi;01 ye, ar r etisM put a pain in yet head Viannt tyr,
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