lotflUflenwr,: TEVEEY WKDNEaDAY BY (IaOPBBi BASDEBSOH A CO. H. G, Smith, J.M. Cooper, War. A. Moeton, Alfred Sande eson TERMS—Two Dollars per Annum, payable all coses in advance. OFFlCE—Southwest coeneb of Centre SQUARE. . 93-A.li letters on bnsiness should be ad dressed to Coopee, Sanderson & Co. . Love and Moral Courage. BY AMY RANDOLPH. “ why don’t you like him, Aga- tha?” “Oh—because!” AVh-it philosopher ever solved the mystery of this true woman’s reason > “Because” means ten'thousand things that pretty, dimpled lips don’t choose to put that they know ■why perfectly well themselves, hut won t tell; and not all the coaxing of curiosi ty can get it out of them ! And so pretty Agatha Milne played with the knot of scarlet roses, whose velvet petals glowed in her belt ribnon, and lifted up her soft hazel brown eyes with a’provokingly absent, unconscious look. “ But, Agutlisi, M pursued Ruth Allen w.ood, stopping for a moment in her oc cupation of braiding and arranging Agatbajs beautiful waves of auburn gold .hair, “ I'm sufe a pleasant partner at balls and parties, and—oil, my dear Agatha! don’t jerk your head so, or I shall have to braid all these strands over again !” _ , “Nonsense! that’s no test at all! said Agatha, pettishly, the peach-like crim son mounting to her cheek ; “whatcan you lel I about a young man, from a mere bull-100111 acquaintance V Any one can be agreeable enough to hold your boquet, or bring you an ice-cream ; that is if he knows enough not to tread on your toes in the polka, nor to step on your floun ces in a promenade !” “ I know it,” said Kutli ; question is—” . "But the question is,” interrupted the imperious young beauty, “ how do I know thaL Mr. Fitz Aubyn silver tongued as he is to me, with his homage and his compliments, don’t go. home and swear at his mother and sister?— How do I know that Mr. Jennings, who ’ lias tin- whoip dictionary at his finger ends, doesn’t cheat liis landlady ? What means have of ascertaining that young St. Simons, who is such a grace ful wallzer and agreeable small talker, does not finish Ilia evenings in a drink ing saloon? Oil, Ruth, we have tests for ascertaining spurious dollars ami counterfeit bank notes, hut how on -earth are we to know a counterfeit hus band until lie is tied to our unlucky apron strings for life?” She laughed as she sprang lip to look for her bonnet, hut the long eye-ldshes drooped with a suspicious moisture. “ Well,” said Ituth, carelessly patting Agatha’s tiny hand, “ I am very, very thankful, that Providence didn’t make me a beauty and an heiress, since it lias such a tendency to awake suspicion and distrust. ihit'Agulhu in spite of all you have said, I feel convinced Unit Charles Stanton is a noble fellow.” "Very likely," said Agatha, lightly; “ but here comes Fitz Aubyn, with those splendid horses of his, so give me my shawl.” “ And whither are your footsteps to be directed to-day?” “Oil, we intend to go to that private view of pictures ill street, which 1 told you about.” Arid Agatha swept out of the room witli tlie port of a queen. The white lustre of. moonlight, pour- ing down through the circular dome of frosted glass gave a life-like glow to the superb-paintings whose gilded frames,- ' literally-covered the walls of thespaeious, .apartments. Here and there groups oh absorbed dcleiiani moved, with subdued\ whispers and brandished opera glasses,' as if it were a forbidden thiiLg to speak' above one’s breath in the pre.-ence of these fair landscapes and history’s pages. Directly in front of one of the finest works of art stood a pair who had un consciouslv been/the object of many a curious glance and whispered observa tion of the other sight-seers—a tall, sty l ish looking young man, witl* an old • lady leaning «>ji his arm, whose antkiue dress of siiuit’ colored bombazine and oddly-shaped beaver bonnet occasioned a great many covert smiles and hal t con cealed titters from those present. “ ()li, hv the way, Miss Milne,” said Fitz Aubyn, as in their progress round the rooms, this couple graduallyxsame in view, ” you have not seen the gieat est ''imosity of all as yet.” *") “ WhereV”.said Agatliff, raising opera-glass. * • “ You are mistaken—it don’t hang on the wall,”\/aid Kitz Auuyn, ltfUghifig. “ Look nearer earth, if you want to see Stanton and his fossil aunt.” Agatha turned her head according! without remark—she smiled a little, however ; 'twas all Kit/, Aubyn wanted, “ Should you suppose any mortal youth would have the courage to bring sueh a last century specimen to a place like 1 1 1 is, where he might know lie would meet all his fashionableaoquain> fauces! Upon my word, I believe lie'lK take her to the opera next! See him carrying hag and cotton umbrella ! llon’t he remind veil ofDon Quixote in/iis youthful days ' “ Probably she has isome money to leave flue of these days'."’ said Agatha tlie distrustful element uppermost in her mind for the moment. " Nut a, solitary red cent. lknow,f ] lmvc inquired. She is ‘in reduced cir cuniHi in ices’ —that’s the term, 1 believe ; hut Stanton is very fond of her, never theless. She has come up to town from tlie backwoods for a few days, and —” He paused abruptly as the very pair iu question approached still absorbed in picture gazing. ... , “ My dear Charles,” said the old lady, at length, “ you cannot imagine what a treat this is to me —I have not seen such pictures as these si pee I was a child. How thoughtful of you to bring me here.” “ I knew you would enjoy it, aunt.” “ And are you •uoLnshained of your old-fashioned ivlativfe-rtruong all these gay young people'?” js On the contrary, dear aunt, I am as proud as a monarch while you are lean ing arm.” • Agal ha heard it all, and she also heai u him answer, in reply to the gay chal lenge of some companion : “■■Tluilik you, but don’t reckon upon me as one of you party this eveniug at the opera? I am going with my aunt, who is passionately foud of music—so you must excuse me for once.” ‘‘l told you s<f.” said Fitz Aubyn in a sotto voice tone,shrugginghisshoulders. *• Did you ever ,see such a fellow as Stanton ?” “Never,” was Agatha’s reply ; but it was so. emphatically spoken thatiF’itz Aubyn started. And that night, when the courted beauty was brushing out her luxuriant hair, she paused many a time and fell into a thoughtful reverie. “ Moral courage!” she murmured to herself. “ I have somewhere read that ■it is nobler far than the iron resolution which make men reckless in battle, womWr—” , And there she stepped resolutely?' ******* What a glorious, bracing New \ ear s Day it was! There had been just enough in the night to form a white glistening coat over everything, and afford an excellent excuse forttfe merry sleighs that darted hither and thither with streaming furs and jingling bells. All- the fashionable world was astir— the gentlemen busily consulting their interminable list of calls, and the ladies putting the last touches to their gorge ous toilet. There were not many upon that day who received more adulation than Aga tha Milne, as she stood like a young empress in her splendid drawing-rooms, fevery mirror flashing back her loveli ness. Her dress was very simple—pink silk, edged around the shoulders with snowy ermine, and'long sprays of jessa mine drooping from her hair; yet she knew that she had never been so beauti ful as now, as she listened with languid smiles to the compliments showered upon her. It was:npthing new. The gilded cbandeliersliad been light ed, and the jeweled* fingers of the tiny alabaster clock on the mantle pointed to a late hour, when the peal of the, door bell announced a new incursion of guests, and Mr. Fitfc Aubyn entered, surrounded by a .gay party of young men. « Good evening, Miss Milne I surely I lan c ast crSn t c l luj entt i: VOLUME 67 am not too late to wish von the happiest of- all'imaginable IS ew Years. do you suppose I saw steering in the di rection of your hospitable mansion just now ? Here he comes to speak for him self—the Chevalier Stanton! Agatha turned calmly to welcome the new comer, and the keenest eye could scarcely discern the deeper shade of color that glowed on herjdelicate uheek, as he quietly came up to greet her. “ Fill your glasses, gentlemen, ex claimed Fitz Aubyn, holding high above his head a tiny chalice of engraven Bo hemian-glass, brimming with crimson wine, “ let us drink to the health of our fair hostess, Miss Agatha Milne. The impromptu toast was received with acclamations of satisfaction, and Fitz Aubyn glanced around to see if all had followed his injunctions, ere he touched his lips to the glass. • « Come, Stanton —no lack of chivalry here; where’s your glass?” . 1 “I will drink Miss Milne s health in clear iced water with the greatest pleas ure,” said Stanton, smiling; but l never touch wine.” " Never touch wine ! and pray wtij not V n , ~ .j “It is against my principles, said Stanten, with quiet firmness. Fitz Aubyn curled his lip in contempt uous silence, that was several degrees harder to bear than spoken obloquy , but then another young man leaned lor ward to interpose his word. “Offer the wine to him yourself,Miss Milne; surely lie cannot be so lost to all sense of gallantry as 1 to refuse ltfrom your fair hand !” , . Agatha had grown very- pale, but, without speaking, she filled one of the goblets, and held it towards citanton. “ Will you take it from the Htanton looked at her with a calm •gravity, as he replied/: . “ Miss Milne, I should he a coward indeed did I allow your persuasions to sway me from the fixed principles which are the guiding stars of my lile.’ He bowed and withdrew, ihe glass fell from Agatha’s hand, and shivered into a thousand sparkling fragments ; she bit her scarlet lip until the blood started, with a strange sympathetic thrill of exultation. Had he wavered fur an ilistaut ill his determination, she despised him “but the “ A very poor investment those horses of mine, and all this good behavior a la good-boy-in-story-books,” muttered Kitz Aubyn, about four weeks subse quently, as he strode into the brilliantly illuminated salons of the Club House. ‘‘Waiter, a glasscf brandy and water, ftiiicl\ M “ What’s the matter, Fitz? you look as black as a thunder cloud,” observed a by-stauder, who was leading against a marble pillar and picking his teeth in a most epicurean manner?” “ The matter? I)o you remember that magnificent Agatha Milne, the queen of all the beauties?” , “ Of course I do ; she hasn t lost her wits or her property, 1 hope !” /T. “No; but J’ve lost the latteij item pretty effectually. Who do yoU sup pose Bhe is going to marry V" . “I am sure I cannot guess. Do tell your news at once, and don’t keep a fel low in suspense.” / “ Well she is going to become Mrs. Charley Stanton ; actually going to marry a man with a fossil aunt, and principles that won't allow him todrink a glass of wine! Bah! the palpable humbug that pusses current in the world.” ,11 “ I could have prophesied as much be fore, my dear boy, if you would only havedoneme the honor to listen to me, observed the other, coolly unfolding the newspaper, so as to get at the insido col umns. “ You gay and dashing young fellows are all very well so long as a girl wants' - to amuse herself; but when it comes toa'life-longquestion, she is apt to prefer q, safe man for a husband.” Fit/. Aubyn groaned very deeply, but considered his position too precarious to be worth arguing. „„ . Meanwhile, little Ruth Ellenwood was as busy as a bee working at her cousin’s wedding-robe of spotless white satin, and asking ten thousand ques tions, the finale of which always was : * “But, Agatha, you never would tell me why you didn’t like him, and now you are just as bad. Tell me, that’s a darling, why you changed you mind. Ami Agatha only laughed and crim soned, and made the same old provok ing answer: “ Oh —because /” Corry O’Lanis on the Indians. Indian summer is a very pleasan style of weather. wish the Indians had tried their hands at the rest of the seasons, and given ns this sortof weather all theyear round. Xot being in the eoal business,lcould stand it. The Indians are entitled to general ratitude for inventing this second edb on of summer, short as it is. Their meteorological ideas were good, so far as they went —about ten days. But it must be considered that their ed ucational advantages were limited. They had no public schools, with pret ty female teacher,? and an economical Board of Education. Their pastimes were hunting the wild doer and following the roe, andfightipg each other. Scalping people was one of the most pleasing diversions. Scalping is quite an interesting opera tion, except to the party operated upon. It consists of taking all the hair oil the top of a man’s head and the skin with Bgld-headed Americans are some times supposed to be descendants of the original settlers, who were settled by lie Indians. There were Indians at one time o Long Island. Fortunately they had re tired to their happy hunting grounds before I came here. They were not at all suited to this hemisphere. A The noble race has, however, much degenerated. On account of bad whiskey. I don’t know what the Indians ever did for the cigar business, but the only public interest evinced in the red man is by the cigar store men, who are erect ing wooden monuments to the Indians all over the city. Thus the memory of the Indians preserved in his native wood. People who have studied the abori '£ftes in their native woods, say they* prefer the Indians in wood to the In dians in the woods. There is one thing more to be said of the cigar tribe : they are always smo king the pipe of peace. Where the Indian came from before lie first landed in America, is a ques- tion still open for investigation. But so far the American people have been less concerned about the Indian’s com ing than his going. The Indiau cannot be put to any practical use. His complexion is not dark enough for politics. Nobody demands suffrage for the red man. Massachusetts never took the slight- est interest in him, except to kick him out of the Commonwealth and appro priate his landed possessions. The South wouldn’t fight for him. The commercial and manufacturing interests of the country havebeen slight ly benefitted by his taste for whiskey. Otherwise, nothing can ever he made out of him. The Indian, like mosquitoes and pub lic lecturers, was no doubt created for some wise purpose. The last Interview. A True Story- The circumstance X am about to re late occurred full fifty years ago, but rises before me as freshly and vividly as then. Most of those who knew of it, and she who was the most concerned in it, are now in their silent graves ; but the descendants of some may recognize the story which startled our small circle so long ago. When, aftejcjhe peaceof 1814 was con cluded, the Continent was once more opened to us, every one who remembers it, knows how gladly we English avail ed ourselves of it to leave our Island home, and seek, some health, others pleasure, in the complete change of scene and life.. My husband and I shared the almost universal “ furore,” and went to France. There, however, our wanderings ceased ior a time, for when we arrived at the picturesque old town of D ,we were agreeably sur prised to-find some old friends there. Soon after others arrived, and we yield ed to their wishes that we should re- in those days the English drew close ly to each other. Now, when , abroad, you must be careful of making acquain tances till you know your compatriot’s moltvcu for absenting himself from his native laud. Our little coterie became intimate friends. Our house was in a central situation as regarded those of our friends; though it was in the town, it had a gravelled patli that led to the hall door. •My husband was fond of society; I am, still, I must own, though too old to enter into its spirit as formerly. Our house was always open to our friends, hut we were especially glad to see them of an evening; then music and the w hist table whiled away the hours till half past nine, when the supper tray appeared, and at ten o’clock our last guest depart ed. Those were primtive times. Of all our acquaintances, the one I was nsost drawn to, was a Mrs. Norris, a very pretty young woman lighthearted and always cheerful. All the most severe critic could blame her for was perhaps an extreme love of amusement. She was my constant guest. Her hus band was in the army, and at the time I speak of, was quartered in Ireland Mrs. Norris was anxious to give her four children a. better education than their limiteil mean could procure in England. Captain Norris had only just left U to join his regiment, and had expressed his wish that I should “ look after' his wife, and assist her with advice or in any way that might be necessary. Of all the Norris children, Jjquisa was her father’s favorite; but her motheralmost dialiked her, apparently", if one, earr~tisc 1 1 1 <* word dislike to a 'mothetV harshness to her child. I usfflFto think Mrs. Norris was severe to Louisa because she feared her being spoiled by her father’s indulgence. I afterwards found out that the mother’s harshness caused the father's favor. One evening our small circle had as sembled as usual at my house, and dis persed about ten o’clock, Mrs. Norris being the first to leave. When my husband and I were alone, we chatted over the little incidents and gossips of the evening. At last I took my candle and went to my room—a front one. I had undressed, when I heard a noise at the window, like hail rattling against it. Knowing that the night had been very fine, X drew back the curtain in surprise, and saw Mrs. Norris standing on the path. The servants had long gone to bed, so I hurriedly threw my dressing wrap per around me, and ran down stairs. When I had opened the hall door, be fore I had time to ask a question Mrs. Norris exclaimed — “Oh! I fear something dreadful has happened to Charles!” “ Why do you think so?" I asked; “have you heard anything of him ?” “Xo!” she answered, “I have not heard of or from him, lately ; yet, us you know, I was not uneasy about him, and was quite happy and cheerful with you this evening. I left you early to go to my children ; they were all asleep; I went to bed directly, but in about ten minutes after, by the light of the night lamp, 1 saw my husband standing by my bedside; he had a fearful gash in his throat, from which the blood was pouring. He spoke to me, and said ‘ Farewell, be kind to poor Lqu.’ In a moment he disappeared. When I could collect my thoughts, I dressed, and came to you, my dear friend, to tell you that I fear something dreadful has happened to my husband, and I must go to him. Will you look after my children till I return?” Traveling in those days was a most disagreeable process ; the slowness, cold, dirt, and misery of sailing vessels and coaches, made people generally reflect a good deal before they, undertook a journey, unless they could afford to travel post. I therefore tried to per suade Mrs. Xorris that she had only dreamed of her husband. But she re plied— “ I had not even closed my eyes, aud I saw him as plainly as I do you.” Then I tried to persuade her to wait for the arrival of the next mail from England. “No,” she said, “ he might be dying even while we are standing consulting together.” , I asked what she thought most likely to have befallen him. “ He might be fatally wounded, if not killed, in a dueh”"' Those were the days when dueling was in its prime: when, if a man fan cied a word or joke touched his honor, he felt it incumbent on him to call out the offender, though he were his best friend, andendeavortowashoffthestain r with his blood. I saw it was useless trying to dissuade Mrs. Norris, so I hurriedly dressed, and helped her preparations for departure, promising to be a mother to her children in her absence. She traveled post to the nearest port, thence sailed to England, and proceed ed immediately to her husband’s quar ters in Ireland. She was the only inside passengers by the coach, and to beguile her sad thoughts, bought a newspaper at the first town where they stopped to change horses. At the next stoppage the guard found my poor friend lying senseless. She had found in the newspaper an account of the death of Captain Norris by suicide at the very moment she had seen his apparition. When Mrs. Norris returned to her children and had in some degree re covered from this awful shock, she spoke with calmness of what she called her “last interview” with her hus band. I remarked, that even if she had dreamed it, it would have been very ex traordinary ; but she was firm in assert ing she had not closed her eyes, and but just extinguished her candle. So I LANCASTER, PA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, JANUARY 10, 1866, said no more; but other friends were more pertinacious in asserting that his presence could not have been a reality. Her reply was invariably—“ I saw him as clearly as I see you.” Keep the Loaf Under Your Arm. The following is copied from a New York paper printed in the year 1776, and is related as a fact. Similar cases often occur in these days, where a parent, having given all into the hands of his children, is obliged to spend the remain der of his days in poverty and want: At this time there is living in Harlem an old man who relates the following story of himself: He was possessed of a pretty good farm with everything neces sary for his business, and hadone child, a son whohaving married, it was agreed that the young couple should live in the house with the parent, as he was a widower. These things wentoivexceed ingly well for some time when the son proposed to his parent that h£ should make over to him his estate, promising to build a uew house and otherwise im prove the farm. The father, through persuasion, gave him a deed of gift of it, and everything belonging to it. After a few years, as the father grew old he grew a little fretful and dissatis fied while the son, thinking be had nothing more to expect from him, for got his filial duty and used his old father worse than his servants. The old man was no longer permitted.to eat at the table with his son ami wife, hut compel led to take his meals in the corner, and was continually ill-used by them. The ill-usage to the old mau was at length carried to such a height that he could no longer hear it, but left the house and went to a neighbor and rela tion of his, declaring that if his friend could not help him get his farm back again, lie should he obliged to come and live with him. His friend answered that he might come and live with him, and if lie would follow his directions, he would Help him to get his estate again. Take this bag of dollars, carry it to y-our room at your son’s, shut it up well in your chest, and about the time you expect they will call you down to din ner, shut your door, and have all your dollars spread on the table in the mid dle of the room. When they call you, make a noise with them by sweeping them into your bag again. The bait took completely. The wife had peeped through the keyhole, and saw the dollars spread out on the table, anchtold it to her husband. When the old man came down, they insisted on his sitting at the table with them, and treated him with uncommon civility. T’he old man related to his friend what he had done, who gave him di rections what to do if his son asked for the money. After a few days the son discovered the old mau very busily engaged Tn counting out his motley, and at the next meal time asked him what money" it was he had been counting. “Only some moneytf have received for the discharge of one of the bonds I had standing out. I expect more in a few days, and I fear I shall be obliged to take Mr. N’s farm, upon which I have a mortgage, as he is not able to raise the money, and if the farm is sold it will not fetch as much as will dis charge the mortgage.” After a few days the son told his father lie intended to build a house on the farm, if he w"ould let him have that money. “ Yes, child, all I have is coming to you. I intend giving you the bonds and mortgages I have, but then I think it will he the best to have it put all to gether in a new deed of gift. I will get neighbor L. to call here and draw a uew one.” Accordingly his friend and cousin, who had devised the scheme, came to the house, and the son gave the father the deed, that another might be drawn of it. When the old man had got the instrument into his hands, in the pres ence of his friend he broke off the seal, and committed the writing to the fire, saying: “ Burn, cursed instrument^ my folly and misery 1 And you, my dutiful children, as this estate is all my own, again, mustremoveimmediately, unless you will be content to be my tenants. I have learned, by sad experience, that it is best for a parent to hold the loaf under his own arms. That one father can better maintain ten children thrm ten children can a father.” Beautiful Extract. When the summer of youth is slowly wasting away into the nightfall of age, and the shadow of the past year grows deeper and deeper, and life wears to its close; it is pleasant to look back through the vista of time upon the sorrows and felicities of our early years. If we have a home to shel ter us and hearts to rejoice with *us, and friends gathered together around firesides, then the rough places of our wayfaring will havebeen worn and smoothed away in the twilight of life, while the sunny spots we have passed through will grow brighter and more beautiful. Happy indeed are they whose intercourse with the world has not changed the tone of their holier feel ings, or broken those musical chords of the heart whose vibrations are so melo dious, so tender and touching in the evening of age. There is nothing sheds so fine a light upon the human mind as candor. It was called “whiteness ” by the ancients, for its purity; and it always won the esteem due to the most admirable of the virtues. However little sought for, or practised, all do it the homage of their praise, and all feel the power and charm of its influence. The-man whose opin ion makes the deepest mark upon his fellow-men, whose friendship instinc tively sought where all others have proved faithless, is not the man of bril liant parts or flattering tongue, orsplen did genius, or commanding power; but he whose lucid candor and ingenuous truth transmit the heart’s real feelings phre and without refraction. There are olher qualities which are more showy, an\l other traits that have a higher place -irfthe world’s code of honor, but none wear better or gather less tarnish by use, or claim a deeper homage in that silent reverence which the mind must pay to virtue. A southern minister who had re ceived a number of calls, .and coHld hardly decide which was the best, asked the advice of his faithful African ser vant, whoreplied, “Massa, gowherethe most debbel.” If the dominie had fol lowed the “intelligent contraband’s” advice, he would have located in Massa chusetts, where he would have found i all me “ debbel ’ ’ he wanted. As a certain judge in Connecticut, some time since, walked one morning into court he thought he would exam ine whether it was time for busings, and feeling for his repeater, found it was not in his pocket. , “As usual,” said he to a friend, who accompanied him as he passed through the crowd near the door, “as usual, I have again left my watch at home un der my pillow.” He went on the bench, and thought no more of it. The court adjourned, and he returned home. As soon as he was quietly seated in his parlor, he bethought himself of his time-piece, and turning to his wife, re quested her to sehd for it in their cham ber immediately. “But, my dear Judge,” said she, “I sent it to you three hours ago.” “ Sent it to me, my dear? Certainly not.” “ Unquestionably,” replied the lady, “ and by the person you sent for it.” 11 The person I sent for it!” echoed' the Judge. “ Precisely, my dear; the very person you sent for it. You had not left home more thsfii an hour when a well dressed man asked to see me. He had one of the finest turkeys I ever saw, brought it iu, and said that on your return to court you met a countrymen with a uumber of fowls, and having bought this one at quite a bargain, you had given it to him to bring it home, with a request that I should have it killed, pickedandcooked, as you intended 1 o invite your brother Judges to dinner to-morrow. '‘And, oh! by the way, madam,’ said he, ‘ his'ex cellency requested me to trouble you to go to your chamber and take his watch from under the pillow, where he says he left it as usual this morning, and send it to him by me.’ And, of course, I did “ Certainly,” said the lady.' “ Well,” replied his honor, “ all Loan say to you, my dear, is that you are as great a goose as the bird is a turkey. You have been robbed, madam ; the man was a thief ; I have never seut for my watch ; you’ve been imposed upon, and as a necessary consequence, the con founded watch is lost forever.” ; The trick was a cunning one ; and after a laugh it was resolved actually to have the turkey for to-morrow’s dinner; and his honor’s brothers of the bench to enjoy so dear a meal. Accordingly, after the adjournment of court the next day, they all repaired to with appetites sharpened by t life expecta- tion of a rare feast. ' Scarcely had they entered the parlor, and exchanged the ordinary salutations, when the lady broke forth with congrat ulations to his honor Upon the recovery of the stolen watch. / “ How happy I am/,” exclaimed she, “ Apprehended!” said the Judge, with surprise. “Yes, aud doubtless convicted, too, by this time,” said his wife. “ You are always talking riddles,” re plied he, “ explain yourself, my dear. I know nothing of the thief, waLoh or conviction.” Most Debbel. Cleter Roguery “ You did?” said the Judge. ;hat the villain was apprehended.” “ It can’t be possible that I have again been deceived,” quoth the lady; “ but this is the story. About 1 o’clock a pale and rather interesting young gentleman, dressed in a seedy suit of black, came to the house in great haste, almost out of breath. He said that he had just come from the Court; that he was one of the clerks; that the great villian who had the audacity to steal your honor’s watch had just beeu ar rested ; that the evidence was perfect to convict him, and that all that was re quired to complete it was the turkey, which must be brought into court, and for that he had been sent with a. porter by your express orders.” “And you gave it to him." “Of course I did—who could have doubted him, or resisted the orders of a Judge?” “Watch and turkey—both gone tray, what in the world, madam, are we to hav4 for dinner?” But the lady had taken care of her guests notwithstanding her simplicity, and the party enjoyed both the joke and their vitujds. .Nicely Caught. A young gent is discovered surrounded by friends, who are jesting witii him re garding his attention to a certain young lady. / Young Gent-|-“ Boys, I’ll tell you how it is. You isee I care nothing for the girl—it is the/old man's pocket-book, I am after. Chorus of Friends —“Ha! Ha!” Second scene, a parlor —Time 11 I’. M.—Young lady seated. Young, 1 gent rises to depart, hesitates, as if bashful, and then slowly remarks : “Miss Matilda, excuse me, but you must be aware that my frequent visits, my attentions can not have been with out an object.” Young lady—Ah, yes, I have heard, and shall be only too happy to grant what you desire. (Takes from the table a paper parcel, andjunfolding it displays a large, old-fashioned and empty moroc co pocket-book.) This, I have been in formed, is that object. Permit me to present it to you, and congratulate you that you will in the future have no oc casion to renew these visits and atten- Arrest of Admiral Semmes. This is a most painful act. It disturbs the repose the country so much needs. It hot only irritates, it exasperates,minds thatwere seeking to reconcile themselves to the new order of affairs. The charge on which he was arrested was that he surrendered at the sinking of the Ala bama, but, nevertheless, escaped; and took arms again, without being exchan ged. The charge is frivolous and faulty In all parts. It will be difficult to make out that Admiral Semmes ever surrendered himself in the Ala bama. We think it clear he did hot. If he had surrendered, unless he had given parole, which is not pretended, he had a perfect right to escape at any mo ment. Are all the Confederates who es caped, in transit to prisons, or from frison camps, to Tie hauled into trials? t is a most paltryNpieceof business, and reflects a burning disgrace on every one connected with making the arrest. — Admiral Semmes is perfectly well known as the very “ pink” of true and chivalrous honor. He would do noth ing against the laws of war. .Now that there is a complete ending of the con flict, every American should feel proud of him for the gallantry he exhibited, as, if we were indeed one people, we would feel proud of Stonewall Jackson, of Lee, Johnson, and the rest. Admiral Semmes, on his arrest, made a formal protest, in writing, that the ar rest was an infraction of the terms of surrender of Gen. Johnston, in whose command he was, at the time. Gen. Sherman seemscalled on, “as a gentleman and an officer,” to look into this matter. Admiral Semmes is now in prison in "Washington.— New ; York Freemen’s Journal. Artemus-Ward as a Farmer. An Agricultural bounty Association invited Artemu^Ward to address them on the occasion of; their next annual fair. He wrote to the President of the Society as follows: New York, June 12, 1565. Dear Sir : I have the houor to ac knowledge the receipt of yoqr letter of the olh inst., in whiqh you invite me deliver an address bofore your excellent agricultural society. I feel flattered, and I think I will come. Perhaps, meanwhile, a brief history of my experience as an agriculturist wiil be acceptable; and as that history, no doubt, contains suggestions pf-value to the entire agricultural community. I have concluded to write you through the press. I have been an honest old farmer for some four years. My farm*is in the interior of Maine. Uufortuuately my lauds are eleven miles from the railroad. Eleven miles is quite a distance to haul# immense quantities of wlveat, corn, T§e and oats, but as I haven’t any to haul, I do not, after all, suffer much on that account. My farm is more specially a grass farm. My neighbors told me so at first, and, as an evidence that they were sincere in that opinion, they turned their cows on to it the moment 1 went off “ lecturing.” Those cows are now quite fat. I took pride in those cows, iu fact, and am glad 1 own a grass farm. Two years ago 1 tried sheep raising.— I bought fifty lambs, and turned them loose on my broad and beautiful acres. It was pleasant on bright morningsto stroll leisurely out on the farm in my dressing gown, with a cigar in my mouth, and watch these innocent little lambs as they danced gaily o’er the hill side. Watching their saucy capers reminded me of (taper s»auce, aud it occurred tome I should have some very fine eatiug when they grew up to be “muttons.” My gentle shepherd, Mr. Eli Perkins, said, “ We must have some shepherd 1 had no very precise idea as to what shepherd dogs were, hut I assumed a rather profound look and said : “We must. Eli. I spoke to you about this some time ago.” I wrote to my old friend/ Dr. Dexter H. Follett, of Boston, for two shepherd dogs. He kindly lorsook far more im portant business to accommodate me, and the dogs came forthwith. Thev were splendid creatures —snuff colored, hazel-eyes, long-tailed and sharply jawed. We led them proudly to the fields. “ Turn them in, Eli,” I said. Eli turned them in. They went in at once, and killed .wenty of my best lambs in aboq-t four minutes and a half. My friends had made aslight mistake n the breed of these dogs. These dogs were not partial to the sheep. Eli Perkins was astonished, and ob served ! “ Wall*, did you ever ?” ‘ I certainly never had. There were pools ofbloodonthe green sward, and fragments of wool and raw ambs chops lay around in confused heaps. The dogs would have been sent to Bos-' ton that night had they not rather sud denly died that afternoon of a throat distemper. It wasn’t a swelling of the throat. It wasn’t diptheria. It was a violent opening of the throat, enteuding from ear to oar. Thus closed their life stories. Thus tided their interesting tales. I failed as a raiser of lambs, heepists, I was not a success. Last summer, Mr. Perkins said, “ I hink we'd better cut some grass this eason, sir.” We cut some grass. To me the 'new-mown hay is very sweet and nice. The brilliant George Arnold sings about it iri beautiful verse down in Jersey every summer, and so does the brilliant Aldrich, at Ports mouth, X. H. And yet I doubt if either of these men know the price of a ton of hay to-day. . But new mown is really a line thing. It is good for man and beast. We hired four honest farmers to as sist us, and I led them gaily to tge meadows. I was going to mow, inyself. I saw tlie sturdy peasants go round once ere I dipped my flashing .scythe into the tall green grass. “ Are you ready?” said E. Perkins "I am here.” “ Then fuller us.” I followed them. Followed them rather too closely, evidently, for a white haired old mail, who immediately followed Mr. Perkins, called upon us to halt. Then, iu a low, firm voice,-he said to his son, who was just ahead of me, “ John, change places with me. I hain’t got lung to live, anyhow. Yonder berryiu’ ground will soon have these old bones, and it’s no matter whether I’m carried there with one leg off' and ter’ble gashes iu the other, or not. But you, John—you are young.” The old man changes places with his son, a smile of calm resignation lit up his wrinkled face, as he said, sir, 1 am ready.” ’ "What mean you, old man?” said I. “ 1 mean that if you continue to bran'ish that bladeas you have brau’ish it, some of us will get hurt.” _ There was some reasou mingled with this white haired old peasant’s remark. It is true that I had twice escaped mow ing otFliis one son’s legs, and liis father was perhaps naturally alarmed. I went and sat down under a tree.— “ 1 never know’d a liter, ry man in my life,” I, overheard the old man say, “ that kiiowed anything,” Mr. Perkins was not as. valuable to me this season as I had fancied he might be. Kvery afternoon he disappeared from the field regularly, and remained about two hours. He said it was head ache. Pie inherited it from his mother His mother was often taken in that way, and sutieied a good deaj. At the end of two liours-Mr. Perkins would reappear with his head neatly done up in a large wet rag, and say “he felt better." One afternoon it so happened that I soon followed the invalid to the house, and as I neared the porch I heard a female voice energetically.observe, “ Y r ou stop !" It was the voice of the hired girl, and she added, “ I’ll holler for Mr. Brown.” “ Oh, no, Nancy,” I heard the invalid E. Perkinssoothinglysay; “Mr. Brown knows I love you. Mr. Brown approves of it." _ This was pleasant for Mr. Brown. I peered cautiously through the kitch en blinds, and however unnatural it may appear, the lips of Eli Perkins and my hired girl were very near together. She sgid, “ You shan’t do so,” and he do-soed. She also said she would get right up and go away, and, as evidence that she was thoroughly in earnest about it, she remained where she was. They are married now, and Perkins is troubled no more with the headache. This year we are planting com. Mr. Perkins writes me that “ on account of no skare krows being put upkrowscum and digged fust crop up but soon got nuther in. Old Blsbee who was frade youd cut his sons leggsoffSesyou better go and stan up in field yrselt with dress in gown on & gesses krows will keep away, this made Boys in the stor larf. no more terday from Yours respectful Eli Pebkins. “his letter.” My friend, Mr. D. T. T. Moore, of the Rural New Yorker, thinks if I “ keep on” I will get in the poor house in about two years. If you think the honest old farmers of Barclay county want me I will come. Truly yours, Charles F. Brown. The Richmond Light Infantry Blues have an “ Old Blue Bowl,” that holds thirty-six gallons and is eighty years old. It has held about two hundred thousand gallons of egg-nog, julep, punch, toddy, &c., during those eighty years. It was filled on Christmas and .“ held its own” better than many who had yearly quaffed to its honor. NUMBER 1 Scandal In CDlcago—Midnight Rctcls or the F. F. C. From the Chicago Times, December 12S. An elderly- gentleman, rooming in Reynolds’ block, for the past few nights had had his peace and repose broken to such an extent by the sounds of conviv iality which greeted his ears from an adjoining room, that at an early hour on Wednesday morning, having found it impossible to sleep, he dressed him self and sallied forth in quest of a police-, man. Such an official he found on-the* street below, whither he had been at tracted by the noise of singiug aud laughter, which was distinctly audible on'the street, aa preceding from a room in the third story. The old gentleman, laid his troubles before the vigilant watchman of the night, whose call for his comrades was quickly responded to by officers Buckley and McCabe. Guided by the sound from above, the party as cended to the third floor, and proceeded to the room in question. Mingled male and female voices were heard on the in in inharmonious concert W'e'U all drink stone blind, Johnnie, fill up the bowl! The sound of boisterous laughter joined in with the chorus, and to some vised music the heel aud toe were hear-d -to keep time till the ceiling shooyiu tremulous joy. Tfie clanking of gladses, the clash of bottles, revelry and mens*-" ment filled up the vacant spaces, and showed that the scene in the interior was a happy one. The guardians of municipal law and order tapped on the door. Instantly all became still as death. They then raised their voices and demauded admission. Some one from the inside asked what was wanted. The response from theaggressive party was they desired to be admitted. 11 Are you policemen'.'” “ Yes.’’ “Then we’ll see you cl—d first.” “ Very well,” responded one of theof fiers; “you can go with us to the ar mory now, or wait till the morning, when every one can see you. You pays your money and takes your choice.” “Go to h—ll,” was uttered by one val orous individual on the inside, while a chorus of feminine voices chimed iu with such expressions as ‘ You unman nerly brutes,” and “ Impudent villains, to be meddling with other people’s pri vate affairs.” The blockade was then taken up around the cjitadel of pleasure by Officers Buckley, Shippey and Mc- Cabe, who disposed themselves on Che floor, to await, with a patience never tried on old Job, the reduction of the siege. The old gentleman whose rest hau been disturbed, iheu betook him self to his bed, but not to sleep, for the merriment thus abruptly interrupted was again removed, and the shouts and laughter of the jovial bacchanal ran higher than ever. .Exhaustion after a time succeeded their orgies, when the besieged betook themselves to re pose. The officers then betook them selves to reconnoitre of the bower of Eden. Oneofthem appliedhiseye to the key-hole, but did not command A rapge of the entire room, and it gave them no information of the manner in which the interior was disposed, nor of whom composed. the door was a transom, with a pane of glass in it. A pedestal was iui provised by the broad back of Shippey, on which Officer McCabe quickly mounted and peered through the win dow into the interior. The revelers had either purposely left the gas turned full on, or else had become so stupefied by their numerous potations that they had become totally oblivious that there was gas in the room at all, for the whole in terior was bright as day. To the aston ished gaze of the policeman were reveal ed an inexhaustible quantity of cham pagne bottles, glasses, plate, &c., all strewed around the apartment in inex tricable confusion. There was but one bed in the room, and what he there saw was too revolting to be described. The officer reported to his comrades he had seen, and the three sat themselves down upon the floor outside 'to await further developments. They waited long and patiently. The first faint streaks of dawn appeared iuHlie east, and it gradually grew lighter and lighter. Six o’clock came, then 7, but still everything remained quiet in the besieged room. Finally about 8 o’clock, the noise of some one stirring was heard by the policemen from the outside.' Soon the whole party were awake, and commenced to make their toilets. Presently some one came to the door and opened it. The watchful officers im mediately sprang to the door, \yhich they held open and effected an entrance. The whole party looked considerably confused. And "well they might, for the male portion com prised members in good standing in Chicago. Some of them had virtuous wives shivering on’their home couches .that cold night. All are what is termed “ respectable.” The whole party were invited to take up their beds and walk —to the armory. They proceeded through the open street, following the officers with a hang-dog expression op countenance, casting anxious glances around as if they feared to meet some acquaintance who would thus become informed of their vagaries. They were>?lrraigned at the bar of the Police Court yesterday morning, where they gave the following assumed names: Thomas Hines, Adam Mclntosh, John Murray, Andrew Murphy, William An drews, Minnie'Taylor, Nellie Davis, Jennie Miller, Ella Frost and Lucy Ht. Clair. x - They did not attempt to deny the complaint made against them, and the justice invited them to deposit $2O each and costs for the night’s revel. One ot the men generously counted out $2lO as the amount of the bill against the party, and they were liberated. A Good Irish Anecdote. Some years since, when the beau tifu painting of Adam and Eve was ex hibited in Ireland, it became the chief topic of conversation. Finally a l|oor, ragged, illiterate peasant went to-see it. The light was so arranged as to reflect on the picture, and leave the spectator in comparative darkness. The peasant, as he entered the room to see his first parents, was struck wittTxo' much as tonishment that he remained speechless for some moments. He like a statue, gs though his feet were incor , porated with the oaken floor of the room. Atlast, with an effort, he turned to an acquaintance and said : “ Barney, I’ll niversay another word agin Adam,in all my life, for had I been inthegaTden, I would have ate every apple in it for the sake of such a lovely creature as Eve.” It is needless to add that this was re ceived roars of laughter. Death in a Ball-Boom. Last night between twelve and one o’clock, a never-to-be-forgotten scene occurred at Merrill Hallduring the pro gress of a ball, which was given at that place. About that time a young man, named Charles Windeck, died veryjjud denly, and while the music was being played for the hundreds who were en gaged in the enjoyment of dancing. The deceased, with a young lady part ner, was dancing a schottishe, and had passed once around the hall, and was about proceeding upon a second circle, when he fell upon the floor. He was picked up and carried to a settee, where he expired in a few minutes thereafter, surrounded by a throng of gay couples, struck dumb by the unexpected turn in affairs. The consternation, of course, was great, and what was a short time previously a happy group of ladies and gentlemen was turned into a group of mourners. -The deceased was a native of Prussia, unmarried, and was about twenty-eight years of age. —Detroit Tri bune, Dee, 27, , : square of ton lines; ten per cent. Increase for i fraction*of-t-yecr<- -»■ ■■ - -—-- BxAirBBTAT^CEBBaKAX.pBbnaaT p«sd'Gnr xral ADvzßnsx*er4 eantfl A'IlM ’fer tbe •* first, and 4 cents for each subsequent laser tlon. Patkht Mkdicwes and other adver’s by (ns column: ' One column, 1 year, * SiQQ Half column, 1 year SO Third column, 1 year,...... 40 Quarter column, 80 Busmans Cards, often lines or less, one year,.. 10 • Business Cards, five lines or less, one year, 5 Legal and other Notices— Executors' ....... 2.00 Administrators' rtnt.inAa 2.00 • Assignees’ notices,... 2.00 l Auditors' notices, 4 i^o Other " Notices, ’ ten Unea.*'or*leul three times, .50 The Graduates of West Point In thi From the Baltimore Gazette, Deo. 29. General Brisbin has lately delivered a discourse, we do not know precisely where, in which he strongly urges that ail the officers who served In the Con federate army, and werd, graduates of West Point, shall be forthwith hanged. He thinks that for them “no mercy should exist this side of the grave.” He finds, in what he calls the “sophisms of their friends,” no reason for their pardon, and says: “ Unwept, unpitied by any, abhorred by all, let them be led forth speedily to the scaffold, and there suffer ithe penalty of the highest crime known among men.” As a justification for this savage course, he cites the fact that the offi cers were educated at a Government military school. According to General Brisbin they “were educated at the national expense in the art of war, that they might successfully defend their country.” We can understand how, ifi a time of high excitement, people may repeat certain taking words, and believe themselves to be going through some sort of process of reasoning, but we capnot quite comprehend how bo piany Of them can persist in talking to day nonsense that was popular two years ago. We have heard verp littlo -throughout the war but arguments; they can be so called, of the «ort put forward by Ueneral Brisbip, and it is really time that men should take a more rational view of the events of the past four years. The So ithern people inaugurated and carried on for that time the most stu pendous revolution that the world has ever witnessed. Most of the educated men otj that section believed that the ladicaliugitatiou in the North had ren dered that course necessary on the part of the South, unless she was prepared and willing to surrender tamely, at the dhstiitiou of a sectional party, rightsand institutions guaranteed her by the Con stitution. Most of them thought it their boumleu duty to assist their respective Slates ill resisting the aggressions with which they believed the latter to be threatened. The South has, however, failed. After having shown an endur ance and prowess in the field which have extoftedthe noblest wordsgfpraise from General Grant, her starving and outnumbered armies have succumbed, :ind the jurisdiction of the federal gov ernment lias been re-established t hroughout her borders. He must have a queer way of looking at all the reali ties of life who can recall the history .of such a contest and gravely speak of Beauregard as having stolen Fort Sumpter —of the federal troops who fell at Gettysburg as having been murdered —of confederate soldiers as mere bandits, and confederate ships as pirates. He must be completely given over to fanaticism and foolishness Who now oracularly asserts that what men like Gen. Lee and Mr. Davis re garded as reasons and duties were mere sophisms that ought not to have impos ed upon a-cliild, or were buttlieprompt ings of their own perverted natures. But still we find individuals whoassume with the utmost coolness, that there lias been only a disgraceful riot in the South, and that every man who partic ipated in it was both a fool and a knave, or something worse. We should like to hear some sensible man, who takes a justerand wiser view of the late war, assign any valid reason why tlie graduates of West Point should be put upon any different footing from the other officers of the confederate armies. They had as much right to be educated at West Point as any one living in Massa chusetts or .New York, and we do not suppose that any Northern graduate re gards himself as having been sold for life to the federal government, when'he entered that military academy. Wash ington had held the King’s commission and taken the King's pay, but we never heard that alleged as a special reason why he ought to have been hanged, had he been unsuccessful. The theory that a graduate of West Point is to obey every behest of the federal au thorities, no matter whether he regards it as ’ arbitrary, digraceful and unconstitutional or not, is slavish and degrading to the last degree. If,ln the honest judgment of any one of them, the federal government i 3 pursuing an illegal and aggressive polity, whichjus tifies resistance on the part of a State, it is the privilege and duty of the citizen 'toparticipate in that resistance, even if he has been in the service of the gov ernment or educated at its expense.— That officers ot the army should express such sentiments as General Brisbin has done is particularly surprising. What ever may be thought to-day of their po litical opinions, we are sure the time will yet come wfepn-the names of Gen eral Lee and many a man who fought under him will be proudly mentioned at West Point us thoseof graduates who contributed no little share to the endur ing glory of the institution. A Remarkable Surgical Operation. | From the Toronto Leader, Dec. 22.} One of the mostextraordinary surgical operations that has ever been perform ed in this country was recently success fully accomplished in the general hos pital in this city, by Doctor Aikens, and for tbe credit of the medical profession of Toronto, we think it hut right that a notice of the case should be laid before the public. The case in question is that ofra young woman who hafrbeen afflict ed; with an ulcerated heel for seven ydars. Having been under the care of several eminent physicians,and thedis ease having grown worse instead of bet ter, she obtained admission to the hos pital, and after remaining there for some time, was pluced under the care of. Doctor Aikens, who, after mature consideration, suggested the propriety of attempting a remarkable operatidn with a view’ of effecting a cure; and having obtained the consent of the patient, who, it may be readily imagined was willing to undergo any operation that might have the effect of restoring to her the use of her foot, the Doctor proceeded to cut away all the diseased portion of the heebliompletely remov ing the roots of the ulcer, and indeed advancing some distance into the healthy part of the llesli, the better to avoid leaving any seeds of the dis ease remaining. The next thing to be done was to fill up thecavity, into which a good size potato might be placed, with healthy flesh. The fpot was accordingly tightly tied up to the hip, and a large piece of flesh partially removed from the hip and laid into the cavity in the heel, and the flap on one side, or more prop erly, end, sewed to the lip of the cavity, the opposite part, of course, left still ad hering to the hip, in order that circula tion might be preserved. The foot was kept in this position a week, by which time the flesh pf the hip had commenced adhering to that of th,e-foot. The latter was then cut down Trim the hip, and strange though it may appear to the un professional reader, a complete cure is about to result from this extraordinary surgical operation. The heel presents a very neat, and, it may certainly be said, a “ creditable” appearance ; and in a few days the skin along the edges will be completely healed tip. .The patient, who suffered a great deal during this difficult operation, isstillin the hospital, and may be seen by the curiously dis posed or incredulous members of the community. The cavity in the hif>, caused by the removal of the flesh to put into the heel, is also rapidly filling up. The Hon. Jacob K. McKenty, a member of the Berks county bar, and lately a member of Congress from this *Hstrict, died at the residence of his father, in Douglassville, yesterday, after an illness of live months. Mr. Mo- Kenly was admitted to .the bar in 1851, and represented the Berks district in Congress during the" session of 1860 and ’6l, having been elected to 'fill the vacancy caused by the QBath of Hon. John Schwartz. A Michigan soldier arrested for stealing a goose, said he found the bird hissing at the American flag, mid he arreßted it for treason.
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