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tUtbncebag Morning, November 7, 1849
THE BELLS.
ST IDOLS •. POl
Hear the sledges with the bells— •
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells !
Hnw they tink!e, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens, seem to twinkle
Wan a crystalhne delight; -
Weeping time, time, time,
To the uptinnabulation that so musically wells
From the bells, hells, bells,
Bell•, bells . ; bells—
From the jingling and.the tinkling of the bell 4.
Hear the mellow wedding bells
Golden bells!
What a world of happiness their harmony foretells!
Through the ha'my air of night
How they rine out their delight !::
From the molten-golden notes, .
And all in tune,
What a liquid ditty floats
To'ihe turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats
On the moon !
Oh,from out the soanding cells,
What gush of euphony VOIUMILIOU3 wells, •
ow it swells!
How it dwells
On the Future !—now it tells
Of the rapture that impels
To the swinging and the- ringing
Of the bells, bells, bells—
Of the bells, hells, bells, bells,
Bells. hells, bells—
To the rhyming and the chiming of thebells! •
Hear the loud alarm bells✓ t . •
Brazen hells !.
What ■ tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells!
In the ‘tartled ear of night
How they scream out their affright !
Too much horrified to speak,
They can only shriek, shriek,
Gut of tune,
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire,
In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic are,
• Leaping higher, higher, higher,
With a desperate desire,
. And a resolute endeavor
Now—now to sit, or never.
By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Oh, the bells, bells. bells.!
What a tale their terror tells
Of Despair!
Dow they clane, and clash, and roar!
W haL a horror they outpour
On the bosom of the palpitating air!
Yet the ear, it fUlly knows,
By the twanging
And the clanging, •
How the danger ebbs and flows;
Yet the ear distinctly tells,
In the jangling -
And the wrangling,
How the danger bulks and swells, [bells—
By the'sinking or the swelling in the anger of the
Of the bells
Of .the bells, bells, bells, hells,
Bells, bells, bells—
In the clamour and the clangour.of the bells'
. Hear the tolling of the bells=
Iron bells!
What a world of solen!n tho't their monody compells!
In the silence of the night.
How we shiver with affright
At the melancholy menace of their tone!
For every sound that 'floats
From the rust within their throats
Is a groan.
And the people—ah; the people—
They that dwell up in the steeple,
All alone,
And who, tolling. tolling. tolling,
In that muffled mon•-tone,
Feel a glory in so rolling
On the human heart a stone—
They are neither man nor woman—
They are neither brute n r human—
They are Ght"uls:— •
' And their king it is who tolls:--
And he rolls, rolls r Ils,
Rolls
A pean from the hell!
And his merry bosom swells
With the pean of the hells !
And he dances, and he ;
Keeping lime.lime, time,
In a • in of Runic rhyme,
To the peon of the bens— •
Of the bell•:
Keeping time time, time,
In a sotl of Runic rhyme.
To the ihmhhint of the Fells-7-
Of the b. 11.. hell,
To the sobbing of the hell s
Keeping time, time, time,
As he knells, knells, knells,
In a happy Runic- rh‘tne,
ro the rolling of the bells—
Of the bells, bells, bells
To the tolling of the bells—
Of the hells, bells, bells, bells,
Bells, bells, bells—
To the moaning and the groaning of the bells I
KIND W0RD 4 ,. .) NOT COST Mocn.—They never
Lister the tongue or lips. And we have neve
beard of any mental trouble arising from this (toas
ter. Though they do not cost much-1 They
help one's own nature. Soft words soften our soul
Angry words are fuel to the flame of wrath, and
make it blaze more fiercely. 2:Kind words make
other people good. natured. Cold words freeze
people, and hot words scorch them, and bitter
words make them bitter, and wrathfnl words make
them wrathful. There is such a rush of all other
kinds of words in our days, that it seems desirable
to give kind words a chance among them. There
are vain words, and idle words, and hasty words,
and spiteful words, and silly -word's,. and empty
words, and profane Words, and boisterous words,
and warlike words. Kind words also produce
their own image on men's souls. And a beautiful
!mage it is. They smooth, and quiet, and com
fort the hearer. The shame him out of his sour,
morose, unkind feelings. We have not yet begun
to use kind words in 'mach abundance as they ought
In be used-4asdial.
It we would enjoy ourselves ;re mMst lake the
'►orld as it is, mix up a thousand spine of sunshine
--a cloud here and there a bright sky— a gifiri n
da Y , Cah n to-morrow—the chill piercing winds of
a llatalli, and the bland, revisits air of summer.
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Thsrslock had struck midnight, yet still the seam
at mss toiled on, though her fingers were long since
weary, and her heart rad almost unto death. Her
candle flickered low in the socket, and at last flat
ed up as if about to go-out ; she rose, fit another,
and still toiled on. T h e sleet drove against . the
window pane, rattling like shot upon the frosty
glass, and the step of the trusty watchman without
was the soul sound:that echoed in the 'streets; the
whole city lay dumb ; yet still she toiled on. She
had a piece of work which it was necessary to fin
ish by the next day. and so, though hungry, and
sick. and spiritless, she was forced to toil on,
The tread of .the watchman grew fainter, the
tempest deepened, and at last the hour of one
struck The scanty fire which had warmed that
miserable apartment, had expired two hours before,
and cold chills began to steal over the thinly clad
inhabitant. She cast a wishful glance at the dead
embers of the hearth, turned over ber work, to see
bow much remained. and, sighing heavily, resum
ed her needle. And thus hour after hoar that lone
ly and friendless. orphan toiled on.
Left fatherless and motherless, she tried to keep
op a brave heart, and as long as health lasted had
succeeded. But her incessant labors gradual)
unde-mined her strength. Her constitution, over.
tasked, gave way. She became thin and pale; and
sometimes was troubled with a hectic cough. The
severe winter, finally, had brought a tempor'ary.;ill
ness, "during which her last penny had been ex
hausted ; and it was not without great exertion, for
work was scarce, that she had, on her recovery,
obtained something to do. That which she had in
hand was to be finished in:an incredibly short time ;
but anything was better than starvation, and she
had thankfully-undertaken , . the task. 4
The night wore on. The storm raged fiercer
and more icy and the poor girl shivered continual
ly. Still the piece of work was far from being fin
ished. At last, tears began to fall upon her lip, at
first slowly, then faster and taster. Finally she
sobbed convulsively. She could not longer sew;
her emotion was too great, so she laid down I)er
work, and gave free vent to weeping.
"O, Father in heaven !" she cried, lifting her
clasped handei, and looking upward with streaming
eyes, "is there no relief from this? Must I still
struggle in body and soul! Teach me to say, Thy
will be dolie !"
Renewed sobs choke,( her utterance, and bury
ing her face in her hands, she wept with a violence
that shook the trail chair on which she was sitting.
At last the tempest of her grief gradually died
awa ; her sobs grew less frequent, and .finally,
were heard only at intervals, tike those of a child
which had erred itself to sleep. Exhausted nattre
had liven away. She slumbered.
And as she slept r-he dreamed 0 bless God for
dreams! They come to .he head ul care, and pov
erty arid a 0.111.-11, soothing the worn-nu: strug.er.
and stringing the soul anew for the snite of the
morrow The rtr h and pn,yerous know not what
ure luxury of drerurang is. But in dreams the
tarnished beggar sits at rctre lull board ; the bari,k
nipt forgers tus shame. ahr,l surrounds his wife and
children once more with w ealth; and the mourner
beholds again a s, , ,ile of the loved one. and(claspe
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the wile or aught to his throbbing heart s '
She (beamed. It fits . . however, herdream was
not a plein.ant one The actoat wove nsell ton
, much
it thr• ideal ; and her thoughts were still of
, ;fi , t• ;• o•-•
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was t, tlt•e t , ,hat. a. eve.) snit
p•int dre. 11. r W lUI 11 . 0 ire anti rnore difficulty
Yet ru. , 41w.4 at 1.4.1 ghe eonld swat ihe ilri
ving...l,••.t a d ‘ca4it• thn neh the i:herb* .Ir,f;:. rill
1 0 r);.: - ; .1" f•X ed ,he .lowti
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over her •• t,:es Sthe sli2l,lly,
Fional are! m04t.1 wo , k_ like a (111,1
cant/ L s mother in tts eltirr. hers The storm
meantime had ettaged without, and the wind, late
ly so violent, now moaned low and plaintively,
while the mu-icalchaunt of the watchman, crying
'• three o'clock. and a starlight morning," sounded
sweet and cheerful after the roar of the spent tem
pest
She was dreaming when she smiled. The waste
of snow had disappeared, and The icy bank on
which she leaned; and in their .place a field of
fragrant spring flowers opened before her sight as
she sat on a soft mossy seat.' The gurgling ot wa
ters hum ing over the pebbles, and, the morning
songs of the birds were in her ears. The dew glit
tered among the grass, tretriblinacn the leaf ottbe
rose, or pattered on the earth with slow, musical
sound, as the breeze stirred the trees around her.
A pleasant but subdued radiance was over the
whole landscape; and oh! how light and happy
she felt.
Morning began to dawn, bet still she slept !—yes,
blessed be God, she slept! The gray dawn stole
into her room, at first timidly, lingering at the win
dow, and nestling around her form, but finally ven
tured further into the chamber, explorineevery cor
ner, and penetrating into each . crevice as the mor•
ning advanced. It was now broad daylight, _bitter
cold was it, even in that morn; but the over•wea
ried slumberer slept on. 'She had dreamed again ;
and now she was happier than ever.
For, as she gazed around the beautiful landscape,
the light had seemed to brighten, and she saw two
figures approaching her, band in hansj, whom she
recognized immediately as, her fattier and mother.
She would have sprung to meet them, but an in.
vinctble, though delicious lassitude had stolen over
her, and she waited tilt they came up. How • her
heart beat when she 'saw them . soddenly behold
her, and with a glad cry rabid forward and deep
PUBLISHED- EVERY WEDNESDAY, AT TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA., BY E.
THE SEAMSTRESS.
BY CHARLES J. PATTBRBON
14 REG6BDIIIIII op DENENCLATION ,FROII MIT QUARTER."
her in their arms. A smile of exquisite delight
wreathed her lips as she thus dreamed, and in her
sleep: he looked like an angel.
The dawn brightened. , The winter sun came
forth, sharp and clear, and shooting into the room,
brought everything out distipctly. Amy lingering
round the head of the sleeper and glittered on her
hair, crowned her as with a halo of glory, and
made her look even more beautiful than before.
At this moment the door opened, and an old VIO.
man entered, followed by aboy. It was the kee.
per of the house, attended by the lad sent for the
work
" Hcsh," . said the woman as she Paw her lodger.
" Poor thing ! she has sunk to slee'pe_zbansted. It
is a pity to awake her.
" Are you sure she is asleep?" said the boy, in
a low, thrilling whisper, as, advancing into the
room, he obtained a full look into her lace. And
he shrunk back.
The woman started, looking wonderfully at the
lad, and then, by a sudden impulse, crossed the
room on tip-toy, and laid her hand on the shoulder
of the sleeper.
But the next instant she drew it quickly away as
if the touch had shot an ice•bolt to her heart.
" She is dead !" said the lad, awe-struck
She is with angels—thank God !" said the wo
man, bursting into tears. " I knew it would come
to this, but did not think it would be so soon, or I
might have saved her by sharing iny own scant fire
and crust with her. But yet thank God !"
Yes ! cold, and hunger, and weariness had done
their work. • Her prayers had been kindly answer
ed, and she bad found reliel! The dream had
passed into reality; the reunion with her parents
was not all a vision ; but at whemoment the:ideal
had changed to the real, and the free soul " walk
ed into Paradise," who can tell ?
She had found rehe. But there are others. almost,
if not quite, destitute, who will struggle and strug
gle on. Is diem no one to care for these
Fall Transplanting
Mr. E. C. Frost of the "Highland Nurseries,"
Seneca Lake, New York, writes, in the September
number of the Albany cultivator, on the subject of
" Fall Transplanting" to the following effect:
Persons' of limited experience differ in their
opinions, as toihe relative advantage of spring and
fall Tor transplaiiiing trees, while the most experi
enced fruit grow l ers prefer the fall for hardy kinds.
Some believe that the apple, pear, plum, &c.,
can be moved with the least injury in the fall;
while the peach and apricot will succeed best in the
spring. Mr. Downing says, in relation to the peach,
—"North of New York it is better always to make
plantations in the spring. South of that limit, i
may usually be done with equal advantage in au
tumn.
My experience has confirmed me in the opinion
that in our latitude tall planting for the peach is
better than villa. if -et on dry ground; and they
"honk, be placed on !loather.
Oil the sth 6th and 9th at November, last I set in
the orchard one t: ousand five huqdred. worked on
peach trees: an I now. on examining them, find
that all ate alive but ten; the trees are not only
alive, but ate making a good growth, so that the
rows can be seen hall a mile.
I have sis.hundred peach trees, which have been
in the orchard Irom three to five years, the most of
which A ere transplawed in the fall, with success
equal to those set last aetumn.
The manner of preparing the ground, and treat
ment of tho:.e set last fall, h.ie been as follows •
The field we+ sowed with buckwheat last sea.
son ; alter that was harvested, straight furrows were
plowed' one rod apart, then furrows were run the
other wad• the -ante distance; where the furrows
en s-ed each other wait a mark for a tiee, *and the
plowing. assisted in digging the hole.. The roots
were !..et no deeper than the ploirzh run ; they were
hided op a little more than would be required for
p !art trig.
Ea•ly in the spring they were examined to see
whether all had kept their position, and if the frost
tia.l siarieti any during the winter they were atten
ded to. Ab',ut the middle of Jane each' row was
the ame as a row of corn, with a two horse
team, having a short whifflettee fur the offside
horse; two men followed the plow, and hoed each
tree.
The groand has since been plouil clean and sow.
ed with buckwheat, but none allowed to grow
within two feet of the tree.
This field occupies a highland t bleak position ;
front being a level eminence, the balance sloping
north and wes t. •
REMEDY soft CHOLLSA.—The following valuable
prescription far the elective core of the cholera has
been - received from J. Booker, Esq., vice consul at
Cronstadt, Russia:—" The principal point a to at
tack the disease the instant it is suspected : take a
stimulating dram, with peppermint, and a few drops
laudanum; cover yourself up as warm u possible
to promote perspiratior. ; apply hot substances, such
As water brain; salt and even sand to the limbs, and
pat - a mustard poultice over the whole ttomsch.—
As soon as perspiration breaks ant, and the beat.
ing of the pulse is restored, the complaint may be
looked upon as conquerall ; if it is neglected till its
last stage, to the above simple means, M. Booker
says that no person need fear fatal consequences.
Qtr. Every married man should_ let his wife
have the management of the Home Department,
and give her, as Secretary, the control of the dif
ferent bureaus. ,fit won't do, however, to let her
have the cohtrol of the Treasury or War Depart
ment.
Ammevi Uson Eaant.—ln sickness their is no
band like a woman's hand-kto heart like • we.,
men's bean—no eye so untiring—no hope so fer
vent. Womaa by•sick man's•eoach is divinity
impenionastd.
DOING Al% APOTHECARY.
It will soon be a mooted question, to whom re
ally belongs "the knife"—Dodge or Horn, for
Dodge is every day " doing something rich, or "do
ing" somebody very brown.
Dodge has been laying on his oars for a spell,
here in Boston, recruiting his health, he says: for,
though he fattens others by tne laughing com
pounds he gives them, the business , has made him
thin as a rail, and empty as a flute. :Well, Dodge
was going off a few days to the IVhite M Irritains,
up in New Hampshire, and as these are consider
ed cholera times, Dodge popped into a "Shotecary
pop," to get somecholera medicine ; not that the
complaint wouldcondescend to take hold of a body
like Dodge, only, rays he, there's nothing like be
ing on hand when the bell rings.
" Have you got anything that's good for Cho.
feral" says the incorrigible, addressing a
,sage,
grave and reverend disciple of Esculapius, stand
ing behind the counter in a dark store.
" Well, ye -as," drawled the old 'uit, "1 have an
excellent article for the chol-e-ree. It aint none of
your molasses and ginger roots, but a rale good,
warranted article;" and as Galen turned about to
get Ins "tauff,'l, Dodge daubed his finger in a paste
cup on the counter, and smeared it over a French
soap label he had in his hand.
" That's the article sir—good, I'll warrant it,"
says Galen, handing down several honks.
" This, eh?" says Dodge, looktng at the labels,
"That," echoes Galen.
"flow muchia it, sir
" Fifty cents."
ft Well, that's not dear, if it's good ; you'll war
rant it first. rate, eh?" says Dodge.
Yes, I do; made it myself—know what's in it
—twenty•two different things in that compound,
and every one of 'em is good for the chol-a-ree."
" Well, that's all right then, them," Dodge re
plies; now let me see what you havegot for colds,
coughs, and so on. I've been some troubled lately
with a cough, and I'm going out into the country;
the doctors tell me I ought to travel—too much
confinement in town don't agree with me, so I'm
to the country ; but I like to take a few medicines
along, you know ; can't be had very easy. Peo
ple don't know much about these things in the
country, you know."
" Exactly, sir, you act prudently ; nobody ought
to venture in the country, sir, without taking plen
ty Of good wholesome medicine along with them;
that's always mkadvice."
( I .of course it was," thought Dodge. The old
mtieine man fumbled in his drawers and cases,
al brought forth sundry bottles of various sizes
and shapes. and finally found the prescribed stuff
for coughs, over which he duly delivered a warm
and thrilling eulogium ; and during its delivery,
Dot slipped a Mule of the cholera mixture into
his — fists, pasted on the soap label, and enveloped
the bottle in one of his stray programmes.
" Well, you say this is good for colds or coughs?"
says Dodge.
" Good ! I -know it's good—made it myself—have
used it in my own family every day these forty
MIS
" Don', tell me eo !" ephoes Dodge
"Yes I do, too, and I warrant it; none of your
Saispt flier slops, or Mrs. Tilley'e stuff, but the real
op and down cough cold corer compound," sail;
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"Mighty small chance of it in that bottle—pow.
erful, I suppose, what there is of it?" observes
Dodge.
" Yes sir, I warrant ye its powerful stuff on
colds and the Finn like," replies Galen.
" Well, I take your word for it, sir," says Dodge,
" but there is a mighty mess of stuff afloat now, in
the medicine way, that aim good for much."
" Exactly, a great deal of sugar and sweet oil,
molasses and water, and sich like, but I don't keep
none ol them stuffs about me; what I sell for medi
cine I know to be medicine, and I don't sell any
thing else," said the eloquent Galen, elevating his
wrinkled front, and shaking his spectacles out of
their place on the ridge of the old medicine man's
nose.
" 0 ! I'm satisfied, sir," says Dodge, " that your
long experience and oteerration, in the practice
and dispensation of medicine, mail have qualified
you, amply for your business. Now, sir, here is
an article I bought a few days ago, for cough mix
ture, (here Dodge drew forth the bottle he bad ta
ken from the medicine man's collection) lend me
a mirk screw if you please—never mind sir, my
knife will do—(with the knife he drew the cork)
there, Sir, just taste that-.-what do you call , THAT."
"That I" said Galen, smelling the bottle—" that,
sir, (another smell) that sir, is brandy—(another
smell and a taste) yes, brandy, very poor stuff at
that, (another taste) yes, nothing but poor brandy,
and a little camphor and peppermint P' '
"That's what I thought," says Dodge. "Now
I'm alemperance man ; I never drink brandy or
any other spirituous liquors, ander any pretence,
so after getting one smell and alight taste of hot
stuff l I oprked it up and laid it by."
" That's right, sir, pertecdy right, sir. I don't be
lieve in this mixing up brandy with medicine; all
stuff'," observes Galen. ,
" So I think ; let me see," says 'Dodge--" what
does the label call the stuff, anyhow F'
" 0, some high kicky French or Dutch stuff—sa
von sup—superfine, superfine savinge r of
reckon it wants.to say," says Galen, handing back
the decoction to Dodge, who requested him to pour
the contents into his slop pail, which Galen did.
" Well, I guess I'U be in this attatooon," says
the incorrigible, "and get a few of your mixtures
rather like them ; so I'll -bid you good -morn-
tog."
t , !Int. sir, I utought I put two bottles of my chol
e-reeimixture on this counter here; didn't pm get
me V'
" Yee, 1 dud '
gd one, but I sari it bock to you,"
says Dodge, ;whoring up bif speckled cane: "I
O'HARA GOODRICH.
gave it-to you, and you've emptied the darned stall
in your slop pail !"
"Where's Boston'?" says Dodge, varnosing
around the Mat corner.— Yankee .ladc
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That Fire &gime.
Some years ago, the worthy citizens of --, in
the State of Aldine, voted in their united wisdom to
purchase a fire engine. Thereupon as order was
transufited to Ilunneman for one of his crack tubs,
and a eompany was formed to take charge of i: up
on its teception. But the most difficult matter in
relation to the affair was to select a:proper foreman.
However, after a na'ure deliberation, their choice
was fixed upon Esq. W., a worthy exrepresentative
and trader of the town, who had seen the machines
in operation on one or two occasions ; during a
transient visit to Boston. in due course of tune,
the chairman of the board of selectmen received I;
bill of lading of the engine, and in a few days after
rumor announced to the company that the rdoop
Suan June was coming np the river with the tub
on board.
T:.e b'hoys dropped their hoes, scythes and pitch
forks and started for the landing. As soon as the
sloop touched the wharf, they took possession of it,
vi et armis, and snaked her on to the wharf. After
carious conjectures as to the mode of operation of
the critter, they attached the suction hose in order
" to see her minim."
At this moment the chairman of the board of se
lectmen approached, and in a totie-of authori:y told
the boys that the machine cost the town too much
money to be plaYed with, and "they'd betteron
hip that leather pipe before the foreman came or
he would raise Ned with 'em."
By this time the worthy_foreman (whciipon the
first intimation of the arrival of the engine, had
gone and donned his ruffled shirt and ref resenta
five suu) arrived to asume to active dunes of his
office.
" Fall in, boys." he exclaimed, " man the rope
two andtu•o ; Fin fo•eman, and 1 . 11 go shead. Now
then, forward march."
And off they started, up the hill, down " Rag
ged Lane," over the Bridge, up to " Sleepy Hollow
around " Dogtown Corn : " across " Ten Shares."
and through every highway and byway of the town
until their weary legs and the setting sun admon
ished them that it was time to tie op.
That was a great day for the town and the fore.
man, and•for an hour after tea he sat and expatia
ted to his wife upon the responsibillities of his sta
tion. At length ho retired : and was soon in the
arms of Morpheus, while hM worthy spouse lay
r ide awake wondering when her valiant lord would
have an opportunity to distinguish
Her reflections, however, were soon disturbed
by a bright glaring into her chamber window.—
Could it be possible? There must De fire some
where.
" Husband, - husband," said she, " there's a ere."
"Stalk her up !" shouted t h e new. foreman, half
waking.
" There's a fire, I tell you," said the.
Poh ! lot it bum." .
" There's a fire, and I am going td get up to see
where it is."
" ['shawl yr.n fool—you'll only get your deeth of
cold.")
" But I tell you there is a fire, shooting up like
blazes."
"They are only burning brush at Sleepy Hollow."
" No, it is t'other way."
" Well, I s'pose 'tis Trues brick kiln."
" Why, good Lord it is Deacon Butmau's house
up to Five Corners ! all of a light blaze !"
•$ Well, get into bed, you fool, and let it burn !
Thank the Lord, one new engine is nowhere near il!"
Csuan or THANlETriaEss.—The lOtto:Ting anec
dote show the perseverance of some of the daugh
ters of " Mother Eve." Besides one gentleman
and two ladies,. traveliug in a stage-coach in Per-
mart, there was a small, sharp-featured, black-eyed
woman, who had questioned her companions to her
satisfaction, and had nothing further to do, until
the arrival of a lady deeply veiled, and dressed in
mourning who was no sooner in, the seated, than
little woman commenced her examination 'as fol
lows, namely: have you lost friends V' " Yes
I have." " Was tfiey near friends?" "Yes, they
was." "Was they relations?" Yes, they was"
" Was they near relations ?" " Yes, they was."
" how near ?" "A husband and a brother."—
" Where did they die ?" Down to Mobile: "what
did they die with?" " Yeller Fever." " Was
they long sick ?" "Not very." " Was they sea•
faring men ?" " Yes they wee." " Did not get
their chistir " Yes, I did." " Was they hope.
fully pious ?" " I hope and trust they was,"—
" Well, if you have great reason to be thaaktul."
Hu tai character will not be boricealed. It hates
darkness---it 'rushes to- the light. The most frg
itiVe deed and word, the mere air of doing a thing
the intimated purpose, enforce/we character. If you
act, you show character; if yon sit still you show
It. You think because you have spoken noth
ing when others spoke, and nave given no opinion
-on the times, on the chnroh, on slavery, on parties
and persona, that your Verdict ii still expected with
curiosity as a reserved wisdom. Far otherwise ;
your silence answers very lord. You have no
oracle to utter, and your fellow men bare'
learned that you . Cannot help them; for oracles
speak. Doth not wisdom cry, and understanding
pat forth her voice I— on
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AN Enrrea's Jov.—The Iti hatond Palladium
says that an Editor was recent! . elected to the In
diana Legislature from Wayne , minty, wlio was so
elated at his success, that he caught himself by the
seat of his trowsers and tried to hold himself out at
arm's length. It is added in a postscript, that he
would have accomplished the feat if ballad not let
go to spit on his hinds
i
They . wbo will =Woo ad for ono - . Om;
know little of brim= character and prove that their
hearts are ai coldies,their judipmeets are week.
ME
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lOU CAN TAKE MY UAT
BY UNCLE. TOBY
We were once coming over the railroad from
Viishintrun city to Baltimore, when we observed
a particular sort of a man rinititt hard by—a tall,
slim, good natured fellow, but one who somehow
appeared to bear the impress ol a person who liv
ed•by his wits, winter) upon his face. A friend,
who was with me, nusw•ered by inquiry as to who
he.was, and at the same time asked me to keep
between the object of my notice and himself lest
he should, come over to our seat : as my compan
ion said that he knew him but did not Wish to re
cognise trim here. •
"That is Beau Hickman," said he, "ti man that
is universally known in Washington as one of the
Most aceoMplished fellows in the city —.always rea
dy.to borritiw of, or drink with yon. He•never has
any money, however, and 1 - am cutioits to know
how he trill get over the road without paying, for
he'll tin it in some way."
" Probably he has got a ticket—borrowed the
money to buy it with, or something of that 'sort,"
said I.
" Not he, Beau Hickman always travels free,
and boards in the same way. He never pays mo
ney when wit or trick wit pass current in its
place," said my friend confidently.
"What a shocking bad hat ho has got on," -paid
I obserriog the dila . pidated condition of his beaver.
"It's some. trick of his doubtless, for the rest of
his dress, you observe, is gyve genteel."
" Yes, 1 see."
My friend went to tell me how Bean had done
his tailor out of a receipt in full for his last bill, and
the landlady at his last ingenuity and He
owed me ten dollars," said my - friend, "but in at.
tempting to collect it of him one day, 111 be hang.
ed if ho iiiirnt get ten more out of me; so I think
I shad let the mat'er rest there, for fear of doubling
the sum once more.'•
At the 'same moment the conductor entered the
opposite end of the cars, to gather tickets from the
pisSerigers, and give them checks in return. Ma
ny of them as is often the practice with navellerd,
who are frequently called upon on populous routs
to show their tickets, had placed theirs in the bands
of their hats so that the conductor could see that
they were all right,, and net trouble them to take
them from their pockets at each stoppirig plaCe. •••
As the conductor drew nearer. Bean thrust his head
out of the car window., and seemed absorbed in
eniecoscenery templating the on that side of the road:
conductor spoke to' him for the ticket—there
w s no answer.'
"Ticket, sir, - said the conductor, tapping him
lightly on the al oulder.
Beau sprung back into the car, knocking his hat
into the road, and leaping it in one minute nearly
a mile b?hin,l. He looked first towards the con
ductor, then out of the window after his hat, and
in a ruming fit of rage exclaimed :
" What the d—l do you strike a man in that way
for?' Is that your business is that what the com
pany hires yon for?"
" I beg your paidon, sir, I only want yout tick
et," replied the conductor, meekly.
" Ticket ! Q yes, it's all very well for you to
want my ticket, but I want my hat !" replied Beau,
bristling up.
a Very sorry sir, really. 1 barely desired to call
your attention, and I top,: the only means in my
power," said the conductor.
"Ton had better use a cane.to attract a penson's
attention next time, and hit him over the head with
it, if he happens to be looking over the other wan!"
replied the indignant Beau„
4 , Well, sir, I am ready to apologize to you again,
iryou wish, I have done so already once," Bai!.
the now disconcerted official.
" Yes, no doubt, but that -don't restore my ptop
erty that's gone."
•4 1 Well, sir, I cannot talk any longer. I'll take
your ticket, if you please," said the conduCtor.
"Ticket! Haven't you just knAcked it out of the
window, hat and all! Don you wantto add-insult
to iniury 1"
" 0, your ticket was in your hatband'!" suggest
ed the. conductor.
"Suppose you stop Ile train, and go back and
see,'' said the. hatless Beau, with indignant aconi
depicted on hi' face.
" Well, sir, I shall pass you free over the road
then," replied the conductor, attempting to go on
with his duty.
" The price of a ticket," said Beau, "is one dol
lar; my tearer cost me aV! Your good sense
will at once show you that there is a balance of $4
in my favor, at any rate."
The conductor hesitated. Beau looked like a
gentleman to one not perfectly well posted in the
human face; he was well dressed, and his indig
naiioa appeared more honest.
" 111 see you again after I've collected the Wh
ets," replied the conductor, passing on.
Beau sat in silent indignation, frowning at' every
body until the conductor returned, and sat down by
his side. Bean Then, in an earnest under tone,
talked to the conductor "like a father," and 'we
saw the crest-fallen man, of ticket)! pay the hatless
passenger four dollars!
The trick was at once seen through by both my
- friend and myself, and the next day, over a bottle
.ot wine, Beau told us that he was hard up, bad'nt
a dollar, picked up an old hat at Gadsbesin Wash
ton, slasped his cap in his pocket, and resolved
that the hat should carry him to Baltimore—and it
did, with foikr doßan'in the bargain/ .
AITI7OII. PRZMATION Mier numerous
trials made by M B. Majlink with different salts
ter the purpose of convening water contained in a
tin vessels into ice, daring their solution be thi
mately gave the preference to the mixture of four
amtees-of nitrate of ammonia, four =WOW BO
iarbonite of soda, and ; Jour ounces of 101 l wliqe
with the mature of **hate of soda 'aid remistio
acid, he obtained ice only alter seven home.
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