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OLD EYE'S SrEECH.
I was made to be eaten
And not to be drank ;
To be thrashed In a barn,
Mot soaked In a tank.
I come as a blessing,
When put through the mill ;
As a blight and a curse
When run through a still.
Make me up into loaves,
And your children are fed ;
But If Into drink,
I will starve them instead.
In bread I'm a servant
The eater shall rule ;
In drink, I am master,
The drinker a fool.
Then remember a warning :
My strength I'll employ,
If eaten to strengthen ;
If drank, to destroy.
For th Wonmneld Time.
AN ADVENTURE AT SEA.
IN the summer of 1830 the "Vulcan,"
under the command of Capt. Isaac
Johnson, was on lier homeward-bound
passage from the Indies, with half a cargo
of tea, and she stopped at Cape Negro, on
the coast of Benguela, after a lot of ivory,
to make up her load. Having gone on
shore, at the Cape, the captain learned
from the native contractor that he would
have to go some ilfteon miles up the Can
nibal's river, as tlio elephant hunters bad
all the boats further up in the country, so
that consequently they had not been ena
bled to bring the ivory down.
Capt. Johnson was somewhat disappoint
ed at this cause of delay, but without wait
ing to find useless fanlt he determined to
man bis own boats, and proceed at once
up the river. It required four trips to
bring all the ivory down, but as they -bad
opportunity to take advantage of the slight
tides, the task was accomplished in four
days. On the last trip the captain went
himself, leaving the first mate in charge of
the ship, and on arriving at the small vil
lage where the Ivory was stored, he was
not a little surprised to find that nearly all
the miserable huts were deserted. Sever
al times Capt. Johnson inquired tho mean-
ing of this, but the natives weie either un
able, or unwilling to give any plain answer,
and it was not until the last lot of tusks
bad been conveyed to the boats, and the
natives bad been remunerated for their
labor, that the least clue could be obtained
to the cause of this strange desertion, and
then, for the first time, the captain recoiv
ed the startling intelligence that the cholera
wat tweeping doun the riter I
As soon as this fact became known to
the seamen, they wildly huddled into their
boats, as though the fearful death-angel
was at their heels, and silently, yet with
powerful strokes, they pulled down the
fatal stream. At length they reacted their
ship, and though they breathed somewhat
more freely as they trod their own deck,
yet each countenanco bore the stamp of
deep fear. The ivory was soon got on
board, and with all baste the old Vulcan
was got under way. It was nearly night
when the ship got oil', and with A good
breeze from the northward and eastward,
' she stood well on ber course. On the next
morning, shortly after breakfast, and
while the crew had begun to think that
they bad no occasion for further fear, a
young man, named Walter Addison, was
taken suddenly sick.
Young Addison was the favorite, both of
the officers and the crew, and as it was re
ported that be was thus ill, a general con
sternation seized upon all bauds. The
young man felt at first a giddiness and a
sickly chill, and in the course of two hour
be sank into an alarming debility, the
countenance assuming a deadly paleness,
and his skin bearing all the appearance of
a corpse. Poor Addison suffered till noon,
and then the startling announcement went
through the ship that be was dead !
This was the first, but who should be the
next ! A panio had seized upon the men
the cholera was with them, and none dared
remove the form of their doad shipmate
from bis berth. Night approached,' and
with it came an almost dead calm, but the
corpse still remained in the forecastle, nor
did the men 'dare go thither. The captain
urged that the longer presence of the body
would breed more dangerous contagion,
but the only answer he received was a
mournful shake of the beads about biro.
At length, finding that all argumente were
useless, be turned to bis mate and asked
him if he would assist himself in throwing
the body of the dead man overboard. Tho
mate, at first, hesitated, but in a moment
he signified his consent, and together him
self and captain, wont down into the fore
castle. They dared not remain long
enough with the corpse to sew it up, nor
even to attach to it a sinking weight, but
throwing over it a single blanket, they
managed to get it upon dock and lay it
across the bulwarks of the starboard bow.
A moment Captain Johnson hesitated he
opened his lips, breathed a prayer for the
soul of the departed, and then, while a
shuddor ran over bis frame, be lot the cold
form of young Walter Addison slide into
the blue water I Instinctively he cast his
eyes over the side as the deed was done,
and by the palo phosphorescent light be
could just See the corpse sink, then rise
and Bink again, and then with a heavy
step and a still heavier heart, he walked
aft.
The first watch had been set, but the
other watch dared not go below, and hud
dling themelsves beneath the long-boat,
they sought the repose which they feared
to seek whore their companion had died ;
but each seemed to fear bis neighbor, for
none knew whore tho contagion might be.
At eleven o'clock the slight breathings of
the air, which seemed for the last few
hours to have had no settled point, began
to gather more force from the northward
and westward, and ere long a good frosh
breeze filled the ship's canvass, and started
through the water. The wind continued
to increase, and before midnight all hands
were called to take in the top-gnllautaails.
At twelve o'clock the mid watch was set,
and all bands were, for a few moments,
brought in contact with each other. No
further symptoms of the dreaded pestilence
had appeared, and they began to take
hope.
It was half-past twelve o'clock. An old
seaman, named Bill 6hippen,had the helm,
while the remainder of the watch wore
either in the gangway or else forward.
The wind continued fresb, but yet steady,
and the old ship was close hauled upon it,
laying some two points off from her true
course. The ship's bell was suspended
over the binnacle, and old Bhlppon reached
over aud struck the first half hour after
midnight. He had just resumed his posi
tion, and was gazing intently at the com
pass, when bo felt a band laid upon bis
shoulder,and on turning around, be beheld,
by the struggling beams ot the binnacle
lamp, the palo, deathly features of Walter
Additon
For an instant tho old sailor remained
rooted to the spot, and then, uttering a
sharp cry of foar, he let go the wheel and
darted forward. In a moment the ship be
gan to fall off, and as she brought the flat
surface of canvass to the wind, she heeled
ovor alarmingly ) but soon the pale spectre
that had frightened the helmsman from
his post, caught the wheel, and laid the
helm hard down, and ere long the ship was
once more to the wind.' ' ''!,'
' Buippon's cry had started all hands from
their listlessness, for they thought the cholera-fiend
bad assailed him, but from his
broken ejaculations they soon learned what
was the matter, and in a body tbey crowd
ed aft, and, by the dim light from the bin
nacle, they saw the ipeetri htlmtman
Every knee trembled, and every tongue
clove to the roof of its mouth. None dared
to approach blm, nor did any move baok,
At this Juncture the captain came on deck,
His eye caught the corpse-like form that
still held the wheel, and he, too, was rivet
ed to the spot where he stood.
" Shipmates, relieve me from here or I
shall faint. I am cold and weak 1" at
length oame from the lips of the teeming
spectre, in faint, agonized tones.
Capt Johnson hesitated an instant, and
then he rushed forward, and laid hit band
upon the trembling form before him. It
was cold and wet, but he knew that it was
a living man I One after another of the
men gathered about, and ere long all knew
that young Walter Addison still lived I
The captain bad him conveyed to the cab
in, where everything that could be thought
of was administered for his comfort, and it
was not long ere he sufficiently revived to
give an account of his strange escape from
the cold deep grave to which he had been
consigned.
It Beomed that young Addison had fallen
into that death-like lethargy which not un
frequently results from sudden cholera,
and which, as all who are acquainted with
the disease must bo aware, so nearly re
sembles death, that even the best physi
cians have been deceived by it. . The sud
den immersion in the cold water bad re
vived his dormant senses, and as the ship
bad but a slight motion at the time, bo
came to a partial realization of his situa
tion ere she had passed him, and by con
siderable exertion he managed to get hold
of tho rudder-chains. He tried to call for
assistance, but his tongue was so swollen
that be found it impossible, and after re
maining upon the chains long enough to
gain more strength, he worked his way up
till he got hold of the lanyards of the cabin
dead-lights. From thence he reached the
lashings of the stern-boat, but here weak
ness again overpowered him, and after
working his way into the boat he remained
some time insensible, but at length he re
vived and came on board. He bad tried to
speak, but he could not. When the helms
man fled from the wheel, bo had souse
enough to see the ship's danger, and from
the impulse of a sort of instinct, he seized
the wbdcl and brought her up to the
wind.
The morning dawned, and the next day
passed then another, and another, but
the death-fiend came not again I He bad
lost his first intendod victim, and be loft
the ship in peace.
A Town with a Strange History.
IN the heart of a forest of stunted trees
in Burlington county, New Jersey,
eighteen smoke-blackened chimneys stand
ing as head stones over the ashes of as
many once happy homes, tell the sad Btory
of the utter desolation of a prosperous vil
lage of a hundred years ago. Batsto stood
at the head of Little Egg Harbor, on Mul
ling River. . It clustered about a romantic
crystal lake that takes an oval shape in the
fringing foliage, and mirrors a sky of blue
in a frame of green. The Quakers settled
round it, and one of their number built an
iron furnace on the brink of its outlet, at
which were mode the cannon used in the
Revolutionary war.
Working for Quaker Ball, tho owner of
the foundry, was a young Welshman,
William Richards. At the Quaker's death
he suoceeded him, aud added to the little
village wealth. He paid the passage of
emigrants and made them his retainers. On
the knoll above . tho lake stands the stone
mansion be built. It is 40x50 feet, with
two story wings. ,
Young Richards had inherited his fath
er's love of power, and be ruled Batsto as
a priucipality. From the old mausion,
which was then known as it is to-day as
the Big House, he could look down over
the towu aud watch tho inhabitants at
their work or in their sport. He extended
his power, and bought up 80,000 acres of
land, including what - is now Atlantic
county, and embracing what are now the
villages of Uainmondtou, Ell wood, and
Egg Harbor oity. He built dwellings along
the four streets of Batsto, imported work
men, built two sawmills, two glass factories
one pottery, a three-story stone grist mill,
dug a canal two milos long to Little Egg
Harbor, built sevoral scows, andput two
schooners in the coasting trade. The woods
were cleared by choppers, and the wood
oorded around the gloss factories. Ten
large buildings were filled with busy men
melting, baking and cutting window gloss.
Between five hundred and a thousand men
found employment, -aud there was not an
idle hand in Batsto,
With the magnificent water power, made
by the full of the water from the lake, with
the forest of pine, oak and cedar, with
the rich vineyards that wore growing about
the village, all who pswed that way pre
dicted a flourishing oity. . Jesse Riohards
turned bis own mill with the water power,
and dealt the flour to his workmen from
bis own store. He tawed the timber and
built the house for hit tenants, and gave
them their rent. He pressed the juice from
the rich grapes and stored them in hit own
wine cellar. No other store was allowed
in that region but bis, and no houses were
built but with his consent. The retainers
of the Big House were fed from the store
and superintended by the master. Tho
saw-mills, the glass factories and the
foundry made strange musio in the wilds of
New Jersey. In the pottery a pair of
whoels weighing 8,500 pounds crushed
through the sandy clay and added to the
chorus of noises in the iudustrious place.
In 1820 the foundry furnace was again re
built, and the date is inscribed on the old
iron plate.
By 1840 ten iron furnaces were busy in
New Jersey, but the discovery of coal and
iron ore together in other States soon dealt
them a heavy blow. The prosperity of
Jesse Richards made him the proudest, as
he was the wealthiest man in the State.
He looked upon the fires as they glowed in
his furnaces with a princely pride. He re
viewed his tenants as they collected in his
store for provisions with a lordly satisfac
tion. His wine mellowed as it grow old in
bis cellar, and in the smiles of bis good for
tune ho drank his liquor in joy. In 1848
the furnaces was so unprofitable that he
allowed tho fires to die out and they were
never relighted. This check to the growth
of his wealth pained him. In 1854 he died,
seventy-two years old, with three sons
and three daughters to enjoy bis enormous
fortune. .,
As William Richards bad loft as a legacy
to his sons a love of thrift and power, Jesse
Rictiards left to his sons a love of strong
drink. Thomas, Samuel and Jesse were
executors of the estate, and ordered the
factories to be managed in thoir name.
The broad acres and thriving village re
turned to them a vast revenue. They made
Robert Stewart, a faithful secretary of
Jesse Richards, thoir manager, and they
left Batsto for Philadelphia. They lavish
ed their wealth in every possible pleasure
and demanded all the profits of their fac
tories to supply them ; and finding those
scarcely enough, in 1855 sold to Matlock &
Allen, clothiers, of Philadelphia, 30,000
acros of their land. This wont as fast as
young men of fortune can make money
The working men wore loft unpaid. They
clamored for their wages. At length thoy
threw down their tools, and the fires in the
glass furnaces went out, and tho busy vil
lage of a half century was idle, and the
men mot and talked over the days when up
to the Big House, " Widlam" Richards, as
their dialect turns tho name, kept every
body well fed and paid, and so endeared
the mon to him that he had only to ask
them and they would fight for him.
Tho young mon returned to their homo
and started tho wbeols of the factories and
mill again, and gave promise of adding to
the thrift of the village, but as goon as the
factories began to return them more mon
ey one after the other went off, until Rob
ert Stewart was again compelled to treat
with tho clamorous workmen. A few of
the old laborers, under Jesse Richards,
agreed to work without their wages, for
tho sake of the village. Many moved
away. The old houses began to crumblo,
the old foundry tumbled in, the canal
choked up, aud the mill stopped. Ten years
ago the fires went out for the last time.
The retainers of the Big House chose the
best of the dwellings, and chopped wood
by the day for enough to buy thoir bread,
No rent collector called on them, and as
one house grew too old to be inhabited, thoy
moved into another. The Big House wag
desolate.
Seven years ago the post-ofiice was taken
away from the village and given to Ploas
ant Mills, a smaller place in Atlantio coun
ty. . The old store at the Big House was
exhausted, and there was no money in the
town to restock it, aud no money' to pat
ronize it if; restocked. The carpenter, the
joiner, the shoe-maker, the , black-smith
deserted their shops, and the doors stood
wide open, but nobody entered at them.
The mill race burst, and the splash of the
fulling water night and day re-echoes as it
did before Quaker Ball discovered its water
power. , The middle-aged men moved
away, aud the old r.ion and women clung to
the ruins. At the years weakoned the
timbers in the houses, they gathered
in the strongest of them, and where one
house would accommodate two families
tbey lived together. Tbey kept a cow or
two among them, and raised pigs, chickens
and vegetable. The little returns from
the wood-choppers bought bread and leant
clothing. A few days ago a spark from
the chimney of Robert Stewart's bouse
burned bit own dwelling., A strong sweep
lug wind oarried the fire before it, and
in two hours the best dwellings in Bats
to were in ashes.
The Pearl Fishery.
THE month of February commences the
season for pearl-fishing which ends
with the month of May ; but the fast days
oome so often in the Hindoo calondar, really
exceeding in number the working days, i
that the business is in fact not carried on in
earnest more than a month. Each fish
ing-boat carries a crew of twenty men,
half divers and half sailors, beside the
master and pilot. They start at ten o'clock
in the 'evening ; and, borne along by the
night breeze, reach the banks before dawn.
About midday they return to port, at the
hour when the sea-breeze changes its di
rection and blows toward the land. At
the appearance of daylight the divers com
mence their labors, being divided into two
parties which alternately dive and rest.
In diving, the one about to descend be
neath the water grasps with the toes of his
right foot a rope which has attached to it
at one extremity a large pyramid-shaped
stone, the use of which is to render the de
scent easier, and to keep the pearl-fisher
at the bottom. It is moored, as one might
say, to the boat by the rope which also
enables the diver to hold communication
with his comrades above him. He dives"
either standing or crouching, but never
hood foremost, as has been supposed.
With bis loft foot be holds his net, with
his right band tho stone-weighted cord ;
with his left hand be pinches his nostrils ;
his ears are stopped up with cotton soaked.
When be arrives at the bottom he rapidlyr
picks off all the oysters within bis reach,,
fills the net or bag which hangs about his
neck, and at a certain signal is drawn up -again
by his companions. The greatest -depth
at which a diver can work does not
exceed eight or nine fathoms, and he can
not remain under water longer than half a
minute. Those wonderful tales which
represent certain divers as remaining a
minute, or even several minutes, under an
enormous mass of water, whose pressure is
more than twice as much as that of the
atmosphere, are merely the result of the
imagination, since there does not exist,
and never has existed, any man capable of
so extraordinary a feat. When the weather
will permit a skillful diver will make as
many as fifteen or twonty descents in a
morning, separated by intervals of rest of
from ten to fifteen minutes. If circum
stances are unfavorable he will not dive
more than four or five times.
This exerciso, repeated thirty days each
year, soon tolls upon the health of the un
fortunate people who pursue it, and a diver
seldom grows old. Many of them contract
at an early age a frightful disease which
soon makes the exercise of thoir danger
ous profession impossible. The sight
grows weaks, the eyes become ulcerated,
and the whole body is covered with sores.
Others are sometimes stricken with apo
plexy on leaving the wator, or die of suffo
cation at the bottom of the sea.
Thore is yet another peril to which the
diver is exposed, more dreaded, perhaps,
than any other ; the shark is the terror of
the pearl-fishers, and if the word is given,
true or falso, that one of these cicantio
nd terrible fish is in their midBt, it is suf
ficient to disperse even an entire flotilla,
and drive every boat into port without so
much as an attempt to ascertain the truth
of the alarm.
From these few crude details some idea
of the trials and dangers to which the
pearl.fisher is exposed may be gained.
With so much, peril to both life and limb
are those pure gems secured which are
destined to be woven amid the glossy and
luxuriant tresses of a young beauty, or to
render the snowy whiteness of her fair
neck yet more notioeablo. Little does she
think, as she clasps the exquisite orna
ments with delight, of the poor Hindoo
fisherman who perhaps gave bis life as a
sacrifice to gain the lucent gems that form
such a fit adornmont for ber own youthful
purity. As little does she realize it, as
that the costly lace which she views with
somuoh complacency was wearily woven
by women in life-destroying dark cellars.
IW A termonizer made these remarks
on the following soul-saving question :
' My brethren, a man oannot afford to lose
his soul. He's got but one, and he can't
get another. If a man loses bis horse ho
can get another ; if be loses bis wife he
can get another ; if he loses his child he
can get another ; but if he loses bis soul
good-by, John."
IW Jack Pendergast was fined ten dol.
Ian by a Chicago justice for an assault, the
alternative being ten days in jail. To get
the money to pay the fine be picked the
pocket of a lawyer in oourt j but when he
fumbled in the pocket-book for the right
sized bill, the lawyer recognized hit own,
and Jack will go to the Btate prison for
many years.