The Montrose Democrat. (Montrose, Pa.) 1849-1876, November 04, 1874, Image 1

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    - Win. 0 Cruet.
E. H. Hawley,
Ifontrode, Susquehanna County, Pa.
Orrics—Weit Hide of Public Avenue
Business Cards.
)s; in Drugs, Medicines, Chemicals Dya•
,en, Pal ut.,Uils , Varnish, Liquors, Spices .I ll ancY
c, c Patent Medicines, Perrumeryncid ToiletAs
cies. ;alr erescriptlon• caroltilly compOtinded.—
Brick Block, Montrose, Pa.
U. Bon.. ANOs Nionera.
Graduate of the Culversity of Michion, Ann &tot'.
861‘..d also of Jefferson Medical Colllrge of Phila.
delphia, 1674, has returned to Friendevillee, whore be
will attend to all calls his profession as usual.—
liesidence in Jessie Itusford's house. Office the woe
as beretsiore.
Friendertlie. Pa., April 051 th., 137.1.-6 m.
Corxecu.oet AT Law
No. 170 Broadway, New York City.
Alton& to all kinds of Attorney Bush:tem and eon.
ducts cone. to all the Courts of both the State tad the
filed States.
Feb I.
DR 11 W. EM/711,
,t warm,. Room at his dwelling, next door norttiof Dr
liebey's, on Old Foandry Carnet, where he would be
happy to see all those in want of Dental Work. De
feel+ confident that he can please all. both in quality."(
work and In price. Office hone from 9a. m. to 4 r.
biontv.e, Feh. 11, 1014—tf
411332 BZIIII, Pa. Shunted our the Erie Railway De.
pot. le a Isrgo spo commodious house, bag undergone
a trioromel repair. Newly forrilsOrd rooms and sleep
og spartutout ,, ,sploutild tabl es.nad alight no compris
ing a Met cruse hotel. HENRY ACKERT.
y,pt. 10th, 1811.-tf. Proprietor.
B. T. E. R. CASE,
LIARNESS-MAKEItd. Oak Harness, light and heavy.
at lowest cash prices. Also, Blankets, Areal/ Bien
tete, Whips. and everything pertaining to the Bac,
cheaper than the cheapest. Repairing done prompt.
ly and la good style.
Montmee, Pa.. Oct. SO. 13:3,
Pinuar Buts, Proprietor.
Fresh and balled Meats, Hams, Pork, Bologna Ban
.agr etr... of he beat quality, constant ly on band, at
pro. , to Omit
Montrose, Pa„ Jan. 14. 18:3.-ty
pushiest , attended to promptly, on fair terms. Office
drat door east of the bank or Wm. It. Cooper A Co.
PablicAvonne,Montrose. Pa. (Ang.1,1869.
TUE lIATTI BA hLIER, htle moved his shop to the
budding occupied by E. Idcliensie R Co., where he to
prepared to do of I kinds of work In his llne,sucb as ms
king switches, puffs, etc. All work done on short
„ tine an d peen. low. Please cull and see me.
ATTORNEYS AT LAW, have removed tu their New
Oak, oppoalU. , the Terbell Rowe.
R.B. larn.s,
Geo. P. Lerma..
E. L. IlLear.r.seme.
Montroge , Oa. 15,18'.3.
DEALER in Rooks, etationery, Wall Paper, Newel; •
pers. ?octet Cutlery, 6ternueempinHews,, Yanleu
Notions, etc. them to the YeatOthee,
Vt. B. HAAN'S.
dept. 36, 1K. 4.
M. J. HARRINGTON wishes to tuforui thepoblicthat
having rented the Exchange Lintel Montrose, be
to now prepared to accommodate the traveling pobite
to drat-cia, ett le
o ova . And:. di, 1Y
Dealer ,n Staple and Fancy Dry Goals, Crockery, Hard
woe, Iron, Stoves, Drags. Oils, and Paints, Boots
and Shoes, Rats and Cape, Furs, Butralo Robe., Gro
ceries, Provisions. Sc.
t a.. Nov,
A Iministers hl.acrm Tuinnat Batas, • the Foot of
Chestnut street, Call and consul to a. 7 Chronic
Montrose. Jan. It
SY - SD:IAN 6 SURGEON, tenders hie aervicas to
the citizen. of Great Bend and vicinity. Office at tits
reeldence. opposite Ulm= House. G't Bend
Sept. let. 1.569.—tf
Shop In the new Postonlce buildlne, where he win
be (cloud ready to attend all who may want anything
In We line. Montrone Pa. Oct. 13 1569.
)ealer In Boots and Shoes, flats and Caps, Leather Ina
Findings, Idaln Street, Ist door below lioyd's Store.
Work made to order, and repairing done neatly,
Montrose Jan. 1 1810.
PQ TSICIAN la SUSGEON, tender. his prOfessiOna
services to the citizens of Montrose and vicinity.—
Office at hisessiderle, on the corner east 08ayri a
Bros. Foundry. (Aug. 1. 1869.
Attorney, at Lam and Solicitora ha Bankniptey. Ott.
ti o. 49 Coact Strect,over City National Bank, Bing
hamton, N. Y. Wa. 11.8cov1u,
Dealer to Drugs MedleiDel., Chainlcale,lnt., Oil.,
Dye...mite, T. bpices, Nancy Good., Jewelry Per.
(emery. ac., Brick Block, Moniro.., Pa. E.lablishol
1.45. [Feb. I. WM.;
FITCH & WATSON. Attorney. at Lem at the old odic.
of ilcatley & Fitch, Mau:roue, Ps.
L. I. rreco. Van. li. 'tl.l
TTORNEI E: LAW.Bonnty, Back Pay. Petuoon
and .111.emo .on Claims attended to. Ofilee
door below Boyd'. Store. Montrore.Pa. [Au. 1,'69
Attorney at Law. Office at the Court House, Ir ate
Commisaionei a Ocoee. W. A. Castellon.
Montrose. Sent. . 1071.--tl.
J. C. 1471 EATON,
P. U. address, Franklin Forks,
Susquehanna Ca., Pa
PshMONABLETAII.OIt, Montrone. Pa. shop over
Chandler's Store. Ali orders Ailed In eret-racestylt.
:siting done on short notice. and warranted to et,
of Main erect. itootroso. P. ag. 1.1809.
A ECTIONIIBII, and Irtausatet /tatty,
aal 69U Friendsville, Pa
ATTORNEY AT Lew, °Lilco over the Store of E.
Dessauer,lo the Brick Bloch. Bontroac .PA. 1,0169
J. B. & A. 11. McCOLLI7.II;
ATTOWILTS AT LAW OCkro over the Bank. MORGV..
Pm Mootrove, limy 10, 1671.
Adds eat, - Brooklyn Pa
iale 1.
33 11 .1 NM.
Try 17s.
BY D3ABICLLA 1 , 111.10 MAYO
Oh Lord, and what shall this one do?
Our heart puts out its hope for him,
That ho may reap the fields we sow
In the full day now dawning dim;
"And what is all of this to thee,
Thine only is—to follow me."
But, Lord of life, the way we know
And oh, we tourd it rough and steep.
Our tender love has tender fears,
Pledge thou myself this child to keep,
"Yet what to all of this to thee?
Thine only is—to follow me."
Oh, Life has oceans cold and dark
And moorlands, oh, so bard and bare,
And chasms dread whence souls may slip,
Far, far away, past mortal care,
•Bat what is all of this to thee ?
Thine only Is—to follow me."
0 Lord, 0 Lord, we plead the worse
For foes are camping round about,
And there's a flattering foe within,
Who leagues him with the foe without,
"But what is all of this to thee ?
i ibineonlY fallow me."
Is there no answer from above
No pledge this child of ours to keep ?
Nothing to help him but our love,—
Poor woman love that falls asleep I
Oh, then how greatly must we need,
Or hapless is our child Indeed !
We must not fret though he should triad
With scorn the seeds that we have sown
We must not fret though he should see
Our dawn as midnight darken grown,
And we must dare to loose our way,
To seek him if lie goes astray 1
The door at home must open stand
To greet him when he comes again ;
And smiling lace and clasping hand
Must lode the tale of patient pain,
The feast must always ready wait,
The son returning to the gate;
And came no answer to thy prayer?
The still voice speaking from above,
"To they who stretzli the loving hand
Are bolding in the Hand of ;ove,
My pledge, my power, were given thee,
All in that answer, "Follow me."
I know not what shall befall me
God hangs a mist o'er my eyes,
And at each step in my onward path
' lie makes new scenes to rise,
And every joy he sends me, comes as
A strange and sweet surprise.
I see not a step before me,
As I tread on another year,
But the past is still in God's keeping,
The future Ills mercy shall clear,
And what looks dark in the distance
May brighten as 1 draw near—
For perhaps the dreaded future
Is less bitter than i think.
The Lord way sweeten the waters
Before 1 stoop to drink.
As if Marsh must be Marsh,
Ile will stand beside its brink.
It may be that He has waiting
Fur the corning of my feet,
Some gift of such rare blessedness,
Some joy so strangely sweet,
That my lips shall only tremble
With the thanks they cannot speak.
Oh I restful, blissful ignorance!
'Tis blessed not to know,
It keeps me so still in these arms,
Which will not let me go,
And bushes my soul to rest
In the bosom that loges me so!
Shall I go on not knowing ?
I would not if 1 might,
I would rather walk, in the dark with God,
Than go alone in the light;
I would rather walk with Him by faith
Than walk alone by sight.
Dly heart shrinks back from trials,
Which the future may disclose,
Tet 1 never bad a sorrow
But what the dear Lord chose ;
So I send the coming tears back,
With the whispered words, "He knows."
'Yes, yes, sonny, l's mighty fo'hand
ded, and no ways like Iwo white trash
nor yet any of those onsanctitied void
folks dat grab deir liberty like a dog grabs
a bone—no thanks to nobody 1"
Thus the sable, queenly gibyl Mclvor
ended a long boast of her prosperity
since she had become her own mistress.
to a young teacher (rote the North, as
she was arranging his snowy linen in nie
"I'm truly glad to have all this comfort
and plenty, Stbyl • but I hope your tress
urea are not iill laid up on earth. I hope
you are a Christian P asked the young
Sibyl put ;op her great hands, and
straightened kind elevated the horns of
her gay torbeti ; and then, planting them
on her capracious hips, s:ie looked the
beardless youth in the eyes and exclaimed
with a sarcastic smile. " Tett hope I'm a
Christian, do you ? Why, sourly, was
a 'sPectat;le Bart of a Christian afore your
mammy was' born I reckon ! But for
these last twenty five years, I's done been
a mighty poWerftil one—one u de kind
dat makes Satan shake in his hoofs—l is
one of the house top sale is, sonny I"
Souse ton.saints ? what kind of saints
are those ?' asked the 'young Nortliener.
'Ha, ha, ha,' laughed Sibyl ; 'I thought
like's not VOlll, never heard tell on 'em up
your way. - Dey's mighty scarce any what;
nut de Lor's kot on 'em, at any rate, in
this place and on this plantation I' replied
Sibyl, triumphantly.
'And that is you ?'
'Yes, obi] y, ant is me! -
=Then tell me what you mean by being
a house top saint ?'
'Well, I mean dat I's been trough all
atop es d my i Fathers house on arth, from
MONTROSE, PA.. ' It` .I', I : ' , " : ' 4, 1874
de cellar up ; and now fairly on de
raff—yes, on de very ridge pole ; and dar
I sits and sings and shouts and sees heav
en—like you never see it through the
clouds down yet.'
`How did you get there,Auntie ?'
'Row does you get from de cellar to de
parlor, and from de parlor to de chamber
and from de chamber to de ruff? Why,
de builder has put stars thar, and you
sees 'em and put your feet on 'em and
tnounts, ha r
`But there urn the Immo stairs in your
father's house for ail his children, us for
you ; and yet you say h:nise top suitibi
are very scarce ?'
'Sarin], sonny. .7ta'rs don't get people
up. 'less dey mount 'em. If dey was a
million o' stu'rs leadin' up to glory, it
wouldn't help dem dat ens down at de
bottom and howls and mourns 'bout how
helpless day is I Brudder Adam, dere.
Out, s Mackin' of your boots, he's debits•
ban' o' my hussum' and yet he's nothin'
but only.a poor, down cellar 'aciple,sitt
in de dark, and whinin"cause he ain't
up stars ! I say to him, says I, •Brudder'
—l's allus called him 'Brudder' since he
was born Into de kingdom—'why don't
you come into the light ?'
'On,' says he, •Sibby, l's too unworthy ;
I doesn't deserve de light dat God has
made for de holy ones.'
Sho says I, 'when our massy done
married de gu•'ness, urter old missus'
death ? Miss Alice, she was poor as an
tinfeathered chicken ; but did she go
down cellar and sit, 'mong de po'k barrels
and de trash 'coos she was poor and
wasn't worthy to live up stu'rs ? Nut she!
She took her place to de head o' de table :
and w'ar all the lacery . and jewelry massy
gib her, anti hold up her head high, like
she was saym', I's no more poor gov'ness,
teachin' Corn Melvor's chil'n ; but I.s
de Col'n's Winced wife, and I statues for
de mother, of his chil'n,' as she had a
right to say I And de Con'l loved her
all de more for her not bein' a fool and
settle' in de cellar, 'mong the po'k bur.
r' Is
'Dere, sonny. dues de way I talk to
ilrudder Adam ! But so tor it haint
futched him up! Dc poor delhded cretur
thinks he's bumble, when he's only low
minded and growlin' like. It's unworthy
of a blood bought soul for to stick to de
cold, dark cellar, when he coon' ht lice
in de light and warmf, up on de house
'That's very true, Sibyl;
but few of
us reach the housetop,' said the young
man. thoughtfully.
"Mo' fools you den!' cried Sibyl. 'l)e
housetop is dere and de star'rs is dere,
and de grand, glorious Master is dere
up 'bove all, callin' to you day and night
'Frien', come up higher!' He reaches
down his shinin' ban' and offers for to
drag; you up ; hut you shakes your head
and pulls hack and says, No, no, Lord ; I
isn't nothing. Is dat de way to treat
him who has hoops the light act lire
for you ? Oh, shame on you sonny, and
on all de down cellar and parlor and
chamber Cnristians
'•What are parlor Christians, auntie ?.
asked the young man.
"Parlor Christians. honey ? Why dens
is de ones dat gets bar'ly out o' de cellar
and goes straight way and forgets what
kind o' eretnrs dey was down dere! Dey
grow proud and dresses up tine, like de
wcrl's folks, and dances, and sings world
ly trash o' songs. and has only just 'hg-
ion enough to make a show wid. Our old
missuv, she used to train 'mong her
cord folks was_ den ole King Furio did
'mong de 'Gyptains. But, bless you de
minute de parson or any other good
brudder or sister come along, how she
did tune up her harp! She mighty lig
ions in de parlor, hut she left her ligion
dere when she went out."
"I do think M [SSW got to heaven, wid
all her infirmities! But she didn't get
very high up until de bridegroom come
and called for her ! Den she said to me,
one dead.o'- night. "Oh, Sibby,' says she
—she held tight on my han'--'Oh. Sibhy
if you could o lv go Mon.? o' me, and I
could keep hold o' your garments, I'd
have hope o' getting through the shiniu'
gate! your clothes and your face and
Your hands shines like silver, silver. Sib
-hp ! sacs she. "Dear soul,' sacs I, 'die
light you see isn't mine! It all comes
'fleeted on to poor black Sibyl from the
cross ; and dere is hea i is more of it to
shine on you and every other poor sinner
dat will come near enough to notch de
says she, ‘Sinby. when I heard
you ehontin Glory to God and thankin o'
him on de house top, I thonght it was all
sa'sition and ignorance. But now, oh,
Sibhy, I'd like to touch de hem o' your
garment, and wipe de dust ofl your Aloes
if I could on'y ketch a glimpse o' Christ.'
'Do you Where dat you's a sinner,mis
ens ?' says I.
'Yes de chief sinner,' said she with a
'Do you blieve dat Christ died for sin
ners, and is able to carry out his plan,'
says I.
''Yes,' says she.
'Well, den: says I, 'if you's a sinner
'nmigh.and Christ is Savior 'nough,what's
to hinder your bein' saved ? Just you
quit Tonkin' at yourself, and look to hint:
'Den she kotch sight o' de cross and
she forgot herself , and her face light up
like an angel's. and she was a new tnissus
!nn dat yar hour till ehe went up. She
died a sinner.'
'ln my han' no price I bring,
Simpiy cross 1 cling.'
'tint she rnought nave sung all de way
along, if she hadn't forgot the hoomil
iation o' cellar, and 'bused de privih•gee
o' de parlor. Parlors is tine things but
dey ain't made for folks to spen' deir
whole time
'What's a chamber saint, auntie ?'—
Baked the young man.
'Chamber saints- is dem dat's 'soaped
de dark and de scare o' de cellar, and de
honey traps o' de parlor, and got through
de many wories, and so feels aqired, and
is glad a 'rest. Dey says, 'Well, we's got
'long mighty well, and can now see de
way clear up to glory.' And sometimes
des , forgets dat day's only hull way up,
and thinks dey's come off conquerer
a'ready. So dey's very apt to lay down
*id deir hands folded, thinkin' dat Satan
isn't nowhar, now ! gut. he is close by
Devoted to the Interests of our Town and County\
'em, and he smooves dor soft pillows and
singe 'em to sleep and to slumber, and
de work o' de kingdom don't get no help
troth dem—not for one while ! De cham
ber is a sort o' hallway house made for
rest and comfort, but some turns it into
roostin' place ! You know Brudder
Bun an, sunny ?'
'What, never heard tell o' John Bun
yen ?'
'Oh, yes.'
'I thought you couldia't all be se igno
rant 'bout 'ligion up in Boston as dat!
Well, you know dat he wrote 'bout a
brudder dat got asleep and loss his roll,
and dat's what's de matter will heaps o'
Clitiatiane in de wol'. Dey falls asleep
and looses deir hope.'
'And do you keep in this joyful and
wakeful frame all the time, auntie ?'—
asked the young learne,r.
'1 does honey. By de help of de Lord,
end a contni'al watch, I keep de head ub
de ole sarpint mashed under my heel,
pretty gineral. Why, somet'tnes, when
be raise op and thrust his tangs out, 1
has such force gin . me to stomp on him
dat'l can hear hie bones erack—mostly ?
I tell yon honey, he don't like me, and
he most gin the np fur los'.'
'Now, Sibyl, you are speaking in fig
ures. Tell me plainly how you get the
victory over Satin.'
'Heaps of ways,' she replied.
timev I gets op in the moraia'and I sees
work enough for two women ahead of me
Maybe my head done ache and my nerves
is done rampant ; and I hears a voice
sayin' in my ear, Come or go what likes.
Sibbv, dat ar work is got to be done !
You' r e sick and tired a'ready I Your lot's
a mighty hard one, Sister Sibby'—Satin
often has the impudence to call me sister
- -,'and if Adam was only a pearter man,
and if Tom wasn't lame, and if Judy and
Cle'party wasn't dead, you could live
mighty easy. But just you look as that
pile o' shirts to iron inside cookin' for Ad•
am and Tom, and kee' in' your house
like a Christian oughter. Dat's how he
'sails me when I'm weak ! Den I faces
straight about and looks at him. and says
in de words o' Scripture, 'Clay out and
git ahind my bacv , Safari Dat ar pile
o' shirts ain't 'tight enough to hide Him.
dat is my streiti,th: And sometimes I
whisks de shirts up and rolls 'ern into a
bundle, and heave 'em back into the
clothes basket and says to 'em, You lay
dar till to marrow, will you ? I ain't no
slave to work, or to Satin, for I can 'lord
to wait, and sing a hone to cheer up my
spirits, if I like.'
And den Satan drops t and alinkti
Off, most gineral ; and I goes 'bout my
work a sinain.:
My Master bruise de sarpint's head,
And bind him wid a chain ;
Come, Brudder, bololgjah shout,
Wid nil your might ant main'.
Hololujah !
'Does Satan always assail you 'through
your work ?' asked .he young stranger.
'No, bless you honey ; sometimes he
tacks me through the stummick ; and
dat's de way he 'tacks rich and grand
folks, most gineral. I eat too heavy o'
fat °aeon and corn cake in time gone. I
used to git low in ligion, and my hope,d I den was arch a fool I thought
my Christ had forgot to be gracious to
me ! ! Satan makes great weapons out o'
bacon ! But I knows better now, and I
keep my body under, like Brudder Paul ;
and nothin' has poser to sepamie me
from Him I loves. l's had trouble enough
to break a dozen hearts dat has no Jesus
to spar' em aid but every one on 'em has
only fouched me nearer to him ! ! Some
to,ks would like to shirk all trouble on
deir way to glory, and swim into de shin
in harbor through a sea o' honey. But
sonny, dere's crosses to bear, and I ain't
mean enough to want my blessed Jesus
to bar 'em all alone. It's my glory here
dat I can take hold o' de cross, and help
Him up de hill wid a loud o' poor bruised
and wounded and sick sinners. He's got
on Hai hands and His heart to get up to
glory. But, la! honey ! how do time has
flew ; I must go home and get Brudder
Adam's dinner : for it's one o' my arti•
des o' faith never to keep him wrtin' be
yond twelve o'clock whcriThe's hungry
and tired, for dat :ding glee Satan fresh
'vantage over him. Come up to my pal
ace. some day, and we'll have more time
to talk about the way to glory.'—Hrs. J.
D. Chaplin, in Congregotionalist.
Josh Biltinp on "Dlspepshy.”
I have been a practicie dispeptik for
27 years and four months, and it would
have been mutiny in my pocket, if I had
been born without ennv stumrnuck..
I have prayed upward of one thousand
times to be on the inside like an ostrich,
or a traveling colporter.
I have seen traveling- colporters who
could not eat as much as a goose.
I have tried living on filtered water
and goilag bare-footed for the dispepshy
and that didn't hit the spot.
I have soaked in water cure establish
meats until I was so limber that I
kauldn't get myself back again inside ov
my Baldwin' apparel— I, kvutraked for
eleven 'kora of hiclor3i — iv - Mid, kross
grained, and phull ov wrinkles as an old
cows horn, and sawed away three months
on it,and the pile seemed to grow bigger
ever day.
I finally gave away the saw and what.
wood t ere waz left, to save my life, and
sat down discouraged, a spire victim to
the dispepshy.
I bought a saddle horse nice, who wag
got up expressly to kure . the dispepshy
in 90 kays or kill the horse.
The hoes and fixings cost me $490 in
lie waz warranted to pall harder than
a trip hammer, pull warier on the bits,
stumble saf r down hill than envy other
boss OD the foot stool. •
T rode the boss until I will ov a jelly
and then sold him.bridle and all for sit
ty•eight' dollars, and' got' tiled by the
purchaser, and -144 to_ pay him _ninety
dollars and some cents dammage, be- !
causelhe :torse had had "Nimshya"
disease I knu nothing about.
1 have - livted at the-sea and :Mn-
baled at the -saline flood, until I waz
Egt tgrnitinbgr one makrel. • _
"rliave &welt at' Saratoga; taken,l
the water like wmilbrace; Stud Still had
the dispepshy.
I have walked two miles before break
fast and then ett a sack of. dry toast, and
half the yelk 01 a pullet's eg. and felt all
the time az weak az a kitten that haz
just cum out ov a fit.
I hay laid down more than two thous.
and times and rolled over once a minit
all night long and got up in the morn
ing like a corps, and there didn't noth
ing seem to ail me enny where in par
I hue red whole libray ou the stum
muck and live, and when I got thru I
knu a great deal less what was the matter
ov me than when I began.
I have drank u hiskee with roots in it
enuff to carry oft any bridge or saw mill
in the country.
I have worked on a farm for my vittles
arid board. and dieted on fried pork and
ri bread until I WO/3132 thin az the sermon
ov a 7 days Baptise preacher.
I have done these things and 10 thou
sand other things just as ridikilus, and I
have gut the old dispepshy yet., just as
natural and az th!kaz the pimples on a
four year old goose.
If you get a good bolt of the dispep
shy once, you can't never loose it entire
ly,,it come around once in a while
like a, ghoit, and if it don't scare you so
. as it did once, and make you think
yn 'are going to die tomorrow, it will
make you feel just az sorry.
"Going It Bituti."
Judge Servis. the Associate Judge of
the First District Territorial Court of
Montana, is justly celebrated fur his legit
learning, and is greatly beloved by his
friends. He is stern, upright and honest.
But with all his legal attainments he in
not the greatest man at cards in the Ter
ritory. It hus been said thr.t he did not
know the Jack of Hearts from the Ace
of Diamonds.
In the Itadersburg mining . camp three
persons were seated around a table in one
of tho-e log robin saloons, 'wilh a bil
liard attached,' which are so common in
milling camps, playing a game of three
hand poke:. A quarrel ensued, which
resulted in an aggravated case of assault
and battery. This did tint end the affair
fur at the next term of the court, ar the
bead of the docket, stood the Territory
of Montana vs. A. L. Parks, for an as
sault and battery with intent to kill on
the body of Asdy Anderson.
The trial came on, and the only wit
ness io the dim was Bob Gibbons, who
was the third in the game. Having been
sworn he was directed to tell the court
and jury everything he knew about the
affray. After clearing his throat he nom -
Ineueed by stating that 'me and Parks,
and Andjwson were titer at Hulbeck's
saloon,the second day after election,when
Parks proposed that we have a game of
poker. All agreed to ic, and we went in
the back room and sat down to the game;
did not know that then was any hard
feeling between Parks and Anderson, or
I would not have played, but heard after
Here Bob was interrupted in the court
who directed him to keep all hearsay to
himself, and confine himself strictly to
the case.
The witness cnnhuued : 'Well,We -Aat
111./Wl} to the table. Anderson there, Parka
here, aid I there (making a diagram on
the clerk's table.) Parks dealt Lhe cards;
I went blind ; Anderson went blind over
me, and Parks would not see him.'
'The Judge, who is a little deaf, was in
the habit of nulling an ear trump e t of
his hand thiniving his head a little for
ward and sideways. Ilavinggone through
hie pantominedie interrupted the witness
by askitg him :
•What is the reason Parks did not see
Anderson ?'
The witness replied :'I don't know,bnt
ho wmild um see him.'
'Proceed,' said the Judge.
'Well, I saw him, and just at that min
'Stop, sir,' said the Judge, throwing
himself into n 6. ariog position. 'Did I
itih-rsiand you to say you went blind ?'
'Yee, sir ; I went blind, and Anderson
welt hlind. and Parks would not see him
but I saw Anderson, and he saw—'
'Witness,' exclaimed the Judge,strikin
the bench with his clinched fist, 'do I
hear right ? Do you say you went blind
and then you saw.'
'Yes, sir,' replied the witness. 'I saw
Anderson, and Anderson saw, and just at
•Stop, sir,' said the Judge. 'Mr. Clerk
tine the witness $5O for contempt of
court, and direct the Sheriff ro take him
to jail. and there to keep him until he
receives further orders from the court.—
Cull up the next case, Mr. Clerk.'
Bob Gibbons was dumbfounded, and
dal out awake to the reality of his con
dition until the Shirai' laid his hands
a on him, whep,he exclaimed :
'Good gracious, Mr. Judge. what have
I done, that I must go to jail r
The Judge, who was purple with rage,
did not deign to reply to poor Gibbons,
but reiterated the order with increased
vehemence, and the members of the bar,
who had been anticipating the fix that
Bob would be •veutually placed in, were
convulsed with laughter which increased
the rage of GP. Judge to the highest
pitch. The prosecuting attorney endeav
ored to enlighten the Judge, and eventu
ally but nut until he had pro
duced a pack of cards, and after dealing
three hands made the blind as clear as
day to the Judge.
The fine and imprisonment were re
mitted, order was restored in court, and
Gibbons was allowed to proceed with his
testimony. •
A young lady remarked to a fop the
other day that his penknife (which by
. the by, was a very neat one,) in one re•
spect resembled him. The ladies in the
room commenced guessing what it could
be. At last a smart looking- boy, who
had until now sat in the corner silent,
was asked to guess. After examining the
knife pretty closely he . turned around,
and in a cunning manner said,. "Well, I
don't know,unless it 18 because it's dull."
Indiaue charge bathing for shaytng
And this is the end of it all! it rounds Ute
year's completeness ;•
Only a walk to the stile, through fields afoam
with sweetness ;
Only the sunset-light, purple and red on the
river ;
And a lingering low good-night, that means
good-bye forever.
So be It and God be with you I It had been,
perhaps, more kind
Had you sooner (pardon the word) been sure of
knowing your mind.
We can bear so much In youth—who cares for
a swift, sharp pain
And the two.edged sword of truth cuts deep,
but it leaves no stain !
I shall lust go back to my work—to my little
household cares,
That never make any show. By time perhaps,
in my prayers,
I may think of you I For the rest, on this way
we've trodden.togetber,
My foot shall fall as lightly as if my heart were
a feather,
And not a woman's heart, strong to have and
to keep,
Patient when children cry, soft to lull them to
Hiding fts secrets close, glad when another's
Finds for itself a gem where hers found only
Good-bye! The year 11E13 been bright I As oft
as the blossoms come,
The peach with its waxen pink, the waving
snow of the plum,
I shall think how I used to watch, so happy to
see you pass
I could almost kiss the print of your foot on
the dewy grass.
I am not ashamed of my love! Yet I would
not have yours now,
Though you laid it down at my feet. I could
nut stoop so !Ow.
A love is but hat! a love that contents itself
with less
Than love's utmost faith and truth and unwav
e,ing tenderness.
Only this walk to the stile; this parting word
by the river,
That flows so quiet and cold, ebbing and flow
ing forever.
"Good-bye I" Let rue wait to hear the last, last
sound of his feet I
Alt me! but I think it, this lite of oars the bit
ter outweighs the sweet.
T. B. Aldrich, writing of the Stayers
House, Portsmouth, N. H., says: One
of the romantic episodes of the place has
been turned to very pretty account by
Longfellow in the last series of 'The Tales
of a Wayside lute—the marriage of Gov
ernor Henning Wentworth with Martha
Hi'Lou, a sort of second coition of King
Uophetua and the Beggar Maid. Martha
Hilton was u poor girl, whose bare feet
and ankles and scant drapery, when she
was a child, and even after she was in
the bloom ut her teens, used to scandal
ize good Dame Stayers, the innkeeper's
wife. Standing one afternoon in the
door-way, Dame Slavers took occasion to
remonstrate with the sleeked limbed and
lightly draped Martha, who chanced to
be passing the tavern, carrying a pail of
water, in which, as the poet neatly says,
`the shifting sunbeam dance' You Put!
You Put !' cried Mrs. Starers severely.
'why do you go looking so? You should
be ashamed to be seen in the street:—
'Never mind how I look,' says Miss Mar
tha, with a merry laugh, letting slip a
saucy brown shoulder out of her dreis;
•I shall ride it. my chariot yet, ma'am.
Fortunate prophesy! Martha went to
live as a servant with Governor Went
worth at his inteistou at his Little
bor, looking out to sea. Seven years pass
ed. and the thin slip of a girl, who prom
iced to be no great, had flowered into the
loveliest of women,witli a lip like a cher
ry and a diet klike A ruse—a lady by in
stinct, one of nature's' otvu ladies. The
Governor, a lonely widower, and not too
young, fell in love with his fair handmaid.
Without stating his purpose to any one
Governor Wentworth invited a number
of friends (among others he invited the
Rev. Arthur Brown) to dine with him at
Little Harbor an his birthday. After the
dinner which was a- very elaborate one,
Wits ut au end, and the guests were dis
cussing their tobacco-pipes, Martha Hil
ton glided into the room and stood blush
ing in front of the chimney place. She
wasyxquisitely dressed, as you may con
ceive,aud wore her hair three stories high.
The guests stared' at each other. and_par
ticularly at tier, and wondered. Then
the Governor, rising from his seat,
'Played slightly with his -ruffles, then looked
And said unto the Reverend Arthur Brown:
"This IS my birth day, it shall likewise be
My wedding day, and you shall marry me I" '
The Hector was dumbfounded, know
ing the humble feoticg Martha had held
in tae house, and could think of nothing
cleverer to say than 'To whom, your Ex
cellettcy ?"To this lady,' replied the
Governor, taking Martha Helton by the
hand. The Rev. Arthur• Brown hesitated.
'As the Cheif magistrate of New Hamp
shire I command you to marry me I" cried
the firm old Governor. And so it was
done, and so the pretty kitchen maid be
came Lady Wentworth, and did rido in
her own Chariot after all. She waan't a
woman if she didn't drive by Stayer's
He that will be secret, must be a dis
sembler in some degree) for men are too
cunning to suffer a man to keep an indif
ferent carriage between both, and to be
secret, without swaying the balance on
either side.
Rabelais had written some sensible
pieces, which the world did not regard at
all. "I will write something," says he,
"that they shall take notice of." And so
hie at down to writing nonsense.
Funeral parades are going one of firth
Con tate e all the Lomond 0 eneral freire.Poetry.dti
dee. Aneedoter,4 Idlocellineons Beadlng.Coireepoid•
once, and a reliable elate of advertisement&
One 'quire. (X ohm loch space.)/weeks, or lees, $1
I month, $1.%; 3 months , $9.50 ; 6 months, 14.10; I
year. $6.50. A liberal discount crn adrettlremento 0 , a
greater length.' Bogner. Loeale.lo eta. • line for grit
tcsertlen, and 6 eta. • line each rubsequenr narerttott.—
Marriage. and destla,tree; ohltnarles,lo . ete. a Ilse.
The oldest mowing machines, though
very ; ,rude, were used by the,Gaula A
cart, having blades arranged - in fropt,waa
pushed forward into the grain by oxen
hitched behind,und thus cut off the beads.
A system of six rotating scythes was
made by Joseph Boyce in 1709, and an •
attempt to use the same principle was
made by Gompretz and Meson, in 1852.
In 1811-1815, Smith, of Deans, once
brought out a machine in• which a short
vertical revolving cylinder carried a knife
on its lower end ; but all these rotating
machines have proved impracticable.—
Robert Meares. in Promo, in Somerset
shire, established, in 1800, tin. 'shear
principle as the only practicable one.—
Salmon, in Woburn, in 1807; built a ma-,
chine with a row of blades and fingers
moving over them, and also applied the
reel. Tbe Scotch parson, Patnck Bell,of
Torfarshine, in 1828. and William Man
ning, of Plainfield. N. Y., iu 1832, were
the founders of the • present . syle of ma-.,
chines. Manning was the first to attach
the draught at the side of the machine,
—The Argosy
Is Prnussup brut Wrosrusiss, sienna*
Advertising Bates:
all others previously having been pushed
from behind. °bed Hassey,of Cilicinnati,
attached the side-platform and slit finger.
McCormick, then of Rockbridge, Va.,
now of Chicago, in 1835 improved the
Manning and Hussey machine, and the
appearance of these at the London E_-
position, in 1851, was the signal C,r their
introduction into general use.
The oldest threshing machine (except
the antiques) was made by Michael Men
zies, in 1732, or perhaps ut the same time
by 'full, consisting of a rotating cylinder
with flails. Several others followed short
ly. some like a flour mill, and in 1692,
Willoughby, of Bedford, made one like
that of Menzies, which Von Than.'
brought to Germany, and which served
no; a model for the Mecklenburg thresher.
The machine of James Wurdropp, of
Am pthell, in Virginia, is on a similar
principle, only the beaters are sticks
firing up and • down. Finally, in 1785,
Andrew Meiklp, of Tyniiigham, east Lo
thian, laid the foundation of the present
torn,, by using a drum with four heaters
parallel to its axis, that carrled.the grain
between itself and a concave, furnished
with similar rods. An ArrieriCab, named
Mutlitt, in 1854, substituted • spikes for
the rode, though Menzies' machine ad
heres to the old system.
One pound of green copperas, costing
seven cents, dissolved in one quart of
water, and poured down a water closet,
will effectnully destroy the foulest smells.
On board ships- and steamboats, about
hotels and other places, there• is. nothing
so nice to purify the air. Simple green
copperar dissolved nnder the bed in any
thing that will hold water will render a
hospital or any other place for the sick
free from unpleasant smells. For butch
era' stalls, fish markets,•slaughter houses.
sulks, and where there are ut.pleusant,
putrid gases, dissolve , copperas end
sprinkle it abent, and in a' few days the
smell will pass away. If a cut, rat, or
mouse dies about the house and sends
forth an offensive gas, place BOW diseolv
ed copperas in an open:the
vessel near e
place where the nuisance is, and it will
soon purify the atmosphere;
The dome of the capitol ut Washing
ton is the most ambitious structure in
America. It is 108 feet higher than the
Washington Monument in Baltimore, 08
feet higher than Bunker Hill Monument,
and 23 feet higher than the Trinity
Church Tower in New York. It is - the
only considerable dame of iron in tho
world. It is a vast 'hollow sphere of iron,
weighing 8,000,000.000" pounds. How
much is that? About 4,000 tons. or a
weight of about 70,000 fullgrown persons,
nr about equal to a thousand loaded coal
cars, which,bolding four tons each,would
reach two miles.and 41 half.
Directly over your. bead is a figure is
bronze, "America," weighing 14,985
pounds. • The pressure of the iron dome
upon its piers and pillars, Is 12.447
pounds to the square foot. St. Peter pres
et; nearly 20,000 pounds more to the
square rout, and St. Genevieve, at Paris,
66,000 pimnds more. It Would r equire,
to crush the suportors of cur dome, a
pressure of 557,270 pounds to the.square
foot. The cost was about *1.000,000.
The new wings cost 86,500.000. This
architect has a plan foi rebuild ing the
old central part of the capitol and en
larging the park,whioli will cost. about
Your every pay toilet is a part of ycur
character. A:girl who looks like a "fur
ry" or a slov, n in rho morning, Wont to
be trusted, however finely - she trity look
in the evening. No matter - how humble
your room may be. th ere are eight things
it should contain, viz.: a mirror, wash
stand, soap, towel, conab„ hair, nail and
tooth brushes. Thoie ane just us esiett
tiat as your breakfast, 11 , fore which you
should make good and - free nee of them.
Parente who fail to provide their children
with 80011 appliances, not only, make a
great mistake, but commit a sin of omis
sion. Look tidy in the morning, and af-
ter the dinier work is over, improve your
Make it a rule of your . daily, life to
"dress up" in the afternoon... Your dress
may, or need not be. anything better
than cabco, bat with a ribbon, or flower,
or some bit of ornament, yon can have
an air of self respect and setts faction,that
invaribly comes , with being. well dressed.
The law isveally no stronger than the
public sentiment that is Inhind it s The
machinery is practically no more power
ful than the steam in the boiler; and ac
cordingly, what the temperance cause
needs is not so much a as a new
public sentiment. • • •
' To make others ir.ippy . is' a gbod way
promote your owu happiness.