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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr, Editor and Publisher
i .e al-fv COUNTY THE REPUBLICAN PAliTY.
VOL. I. .
ItlDGWY, PA., THURSDAY, AUGUST 17, 1871.
- NO. 24.
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DAWN AND SUNDOWN.
BY M1I.LIB W. CARPENTER.
1 he mill is drilling down npnin :
It 8 weeps across the rose pink lawn,
It trembles on the window pane,
Aud round the hills its veil is drawn.
Oh, eold and long the day will be ;
No light, no warmth, it brings to me ;
For you, my love I my love I to-day
Wail lu the sweet South far away.
How wait yon f In some grassy place,
Beneath an arch of bowery trees,
A smile upon your up-tnrned face,
Your hands clasped Idly on your knees ?
My love 1 my love ! the day Is dark :
The rain is dull nnd cold : and, hark I
The wind is up; I hear the sea,
That separates you, dear, from inc.
What happy sun shines In your eyes?
What flowers of France about you bloom T
What rare, seqnetered beauty lies
Far In the low hills' purplish gloom 1
Tne garden leaves about me fall,
The vines hang loosely on tho wall j
And, hush I across the storm conies, faint,
Tho ring-dove's murmuring, low complaint.
Dear love! when lu some still noonday
Your rapt, high glance you northward turn,
I catch its light here, far away,
Fanned with tho airs of sweet Anvcrgnc :
Your face comes in my sleep a star
To guide me through my dreams nliir :
I feel a kiss on cheek and hair,
And then, oh, then, the day dawns fair.
Through summer hours our love was born ;
The water shone about our feet,
The Holds were green with growing corn,
And June laughed low In lane and Btrcet.
Oh love I my love 1 In days like these,
When we two watched tho birds and bees
Flash through tho flowers about our door,
We asked the world for uothing more.
What if the ship which bears you homu
Goes sailing by the sunlit strand,
While, weeping, here I watch nnd roam
In memory's tender, twilight laud 1
Oh love! my love! 1 watch nnd wait :
The land with rain is desolate,
And all the blue toss of the sea,
Lies now betwixt the light aud me.
So, on aud on my thoughts are led :
I hide my tears against tho wall,
And, dreaming thus, I hear the tread
Of unknown feet along the hall.
I dare not look I Ab, heaven ! if he ,
Should come this rainy day to me,
Then all these rain-drops, shining cold,
Would turn to bits of burning gold !
LippincoWt Magazine.
CAMILLA.
A STORY FROM REAL LIl'E.
Paul Smith was a poor old man. He
had a back room in the top of a noisy
lodging-house, where he slept at nights,
and munched his meals of bread aud
cheese, (or Bologna sausage when he
could afford it), and from whence he
crept, as harmless and unnoticed as a
fly, down to the corner of the dingy
street, to the music shop of Carl Bert
' inann, a German settler somewhere in
Soho.
There he tinkered all day on broken
violins and other musical instruments,
never absenting himself for a moment
save on Saturday afternoons, when he
went to the house of a small tradesman,
to teach the piano to three or four very
stupid girls. Sundays, he curled him
self up in his den, and amused himself,
nobody knew how, until Monday morn
ing. There are a few certainties ; he never
went to church, but he picked ragged
children from the pavement when they
fell near him, and gave them half-pennies
when he had any ; shared his din
ner often with a mangy dirty cur, who
acted as a sort of escape-valve for the ill
temper of half the men and women in
the street ; and he roused Pat R an from
his midnight snooze in the gutter, many
a cold night, and literally carried him
homo to Norah and the children.
As for his honesty, as a neighbor re
marked, ' If he found five shillings in
the street, he'd wear out ten shillings
worth o' strength and shoe-leather to
find the owner."
One cold night Paul was returning
from his work, with a loaf of bread un
der one arm, and a violin under the
other, when at the street door be stum
bled, and nearly fell over a small object
crouched on the step.
" Bless us I What's this Y" cried Paul,
striving to regain his equilibrium.
" Only me, sir," and the small object
stood up, and became a very pale, thin,
and ragged child.
" Are you hurt, little girl Y"
No, sir."
" What are yon doing out hero in the
cold?"
" Nothing."
" Why don't you go home ?"
" I ain't got any !"
" Dear me I whore's your mother ?"
"In heaven!"
At this Paul was dumbfounded, and
seeing that great tears were stealing
down the child's wan face, he thrust the
violin under the arm which had held
the bread, and putting the other round
the tiny figure, he said :
" Oh, I've got a home a real jolly
place. Come up and see."
And this is the way old Paul came to
have a neat little housekeeper, and to be
buying calico gowns and shoes out of his
poor salary.
People wondered at the sight of this
bent old man, hitherto alone and un
cared for, now walking daily to his work
with his hand upon the shoulder of the
odd, yet pretty-faced girl, looking at her
with honest pride brightening his eves.
and laughing as loud as she wherever
toe joke came in. 13 ut old Paul looked
unconcerned, evaded the questions of
tne curious, ana learnea to love nothing
better in the world than the little waif,
Camilla. - -
There were many, many days, when
rheumatism drew Paul up by the fire in
the old back attic, ana arew the verv
last Dennv out of the dilapidated old
purse; but brave little Camilla, never
forgetting how near death she had been
on that bitter night of their meeting.al
wavs found a word to ward off hunger,
and courage to keep them both bright
until help came.
The winter of 180- came in like a lion,
as many a poor wretch well remembers,
and with the first blast came Paul's ene
my, lie turned, one night, a sad face
- ! I ' . lit
from hi warm corner in ' Bertmann's
sliop, among the violins, and hobbled up
tlie cold street, feeling the approach of
the old rheumatic pains, and wondering
what would become of his poor little
Camilla.
i His excitement carried him up to the
last flight of stairs,' and hearing Camil
la's voice, he paused to rest and to listen.
She was singing in that sweet and ex
pressive manner which made her voioe
seem to him the sweetest and purest he
had ever hoard. At the end of the stan
za Bhe took breath, and another voice
said :
" Child, you astonish me. Either I
am a poor judge of music, or else your
voice ib the finest I ever heard. You
are right in preferring its cultivation to
anything else."
An electric thrill shot through old
Paul's frame, and quickened his blood to
a rapidity that quite carried away his
rheumatic pains, and in a twinkling he
was up tne stairs and in nis little attic.
lie was terrihed at the sound ot a
man's voice, but the Bight of a handsome
and polished gentleman, with diamond
studs in his showy linen, a heavy ring
upon his dainty white hand, unquestion
able broadcloth npon his back, in close
conversation with his Camilla, whose
wondrous beauty had of late startled
eveivhia dull perception, was more than
Paur could bear.
He was a very small man had been
in his vouth aud now that Time's with
ering fingers had touched him, be was
shrivelled and dried like withered fruit,
but in his virtuous indignation he puffed
out to his fullest extent, and in his fal
setto voice piped : " Camilla, how dare
you invite any one here Y"
"Uh, Uncle Paul I this is Mr. Ulaver-
ing, a gentleman whose whose "
" Whose mother she saved trom death.
Tour niece, sir, a few days since, was
passing through' our crowded thor
oughfare, when my mother's Carriage
drew up to the pavement. The horses
were restive, Bnd bidding the driver at
tend to them, she began to descend un
assisted. Her foot was on the step,
when the animals sprang forward, and
flung her violently from her foothold.
But for the sudden act of your niece, who
received my mother in her strong young
arms, the tall might have proved a fatal
one. My mother at once entered a
shop, and keeping your niece near her,
sent for me. I came to-day, at my
mother s earnest requsst, to express our
heartfelt gratitude, and to otter
" You ueedn t oner Camilla a penny,
sir. bhe 11 never suiter while 1 ve a pair
ot hands to work for her, said Paul.
" You mistake me. 1 do not wish to
insult you, but would raise this child
from her poverty and educate her, that
she might be of use to you and to her
self, and become a rehned woman. JJou t
let your selfish love stand in her light,
and shut it out from her. She sings like
a prima donna, and wishes to study niu
Tho great lustrous eyes of the child
turned imploringly to her strange guar
dian.
" Lor', Camilla, I can't stand in your
way. 1 Know you re every bit a borne
lady, it your poor lorsaken mother aid
die in a hovel among wretches who
turned her child into the cold as soon as
the breath had left the body ; but deary
me, I can t part with you.
" And you shall not. l-iet me serve
little Camilla, aud she shall never leave
you, but shall prove a blessing to you in
your old age.
Paul could say nothing, and tne
strange visitor departed, with no fur
ther injury to his darling than an elo
quent glance from an expressive pair of
eyes.
Then from the gloomy lodging-house
to a. snug Bet of chambers a few streets
off, went Paul and Camilla, and the poor
fellow began to look like another being,
in bis cleaner work-clothes, and isunday
suit, earned from the increased number
of pupils, provided through the willing
assistance of their philantbropical friend,
Ulavering.
Day after day Camilla went with her
books to the teacher so strangely pro
vided ; and after a little time there came
days when passers-by paused to listen to
the warbling of the rich young voice.
When she had been there six months
she, entered one morning to find Mrs.
Clavering in the music-master's room.
"What do you propose to do with
vour famous nuoil Y" said her soft voice.
" Madam, Camilla is quite capable of
doing anything, in a musical way. bhe
will be a songstress of whom this coun
try wiir be proud. Ah, here she is !"
" You have improved wonderfully, my
child," said the lady, holding out her
gloved hand. "I came to bring you
Richard's farewell. He leaves London
to-night, and will remain abroad many
years. Here is a little gift, as a token of
remembrance.
She did not understand that Mrs,
Clavering bad placed a pretty necklaoo
if coral in ber hand, and then gathered
up ner shawl ana aepartea ; out wnen
her teacher spoke, she cried out as if in
mortal pain, and, without a word, flew
down the street towards home. As she
turned the corner she rushed pell mell
into the arms of a gentleman, who, on
seeing her pale and tearful, said : "Why,
little Camilla Y What is the matter Y"
"Oh, Mr. Clavering, you are going
awav I" '
Richard Clavering's fine face grew sad
and expressive as the tearful eyes looked
into his own, and for the first time he
comprehended that he was a young man,
and that his protege was stealing from
childhood into beautiful girlhood, and
was undeniably a beauty.
" Camilla, I am going away, but will
vou wait tor my return (
"Wait for you? lam not going to
run away.
" You do not comprehend me. Well,
it is better so. Perhaps two ysars later
you may understand me. ' Good-bye,
Camilla. Kiss me good-bye.
It was a verv a met street, and so Ca
milla lifted her head and kissed him. In
all probability the child-would have
kissed him in the main thoroughfare as
readily as there, and I only mention tne
fact of the street being a quiet one, to
silence the startled propriety of those
wuu oro Buocnea at tne puoacuy oi ju
Well, 1 there they parted. He to go
over the sea, she to remain at home and
improve the opportunities he had plaoed
before ber.
.... ,l- : . ..(! l
The great heart of the music-loving
public was agitated with mingled emo
tions of joy, pride, astonishment, and
iwe. A new songstress had been criti
cised, picked over piecemeal, ground
down to the finest point, dissected, ex
amined through the most perfect music
al microscope, and pronounced perfect!
And now the manager of a first-class,
fashion-patronized theatre had engaged
her for a single night at an almost fabu
lous sum, and the world was to hear her
voice.
The night came. ? The theatre' was
crowded from pit to roof. The orchestra
pealed forth a grand overture, the ex
pectant crowd filled the air with per
fume, and soft murmurs of whispering
voices and rustling silks arose in a sub
dued sound ; and then the broad curtain
rolled up and disclosed the elegantly
fitted stage.
Suddenly there was a hush in the vast
building, and eyes grew bright with ea
ger anticipation, as trom the wing came
the debutante.
A tall, m-aenful frirl. with cleamins
shoulders, and whit, perfectly-shaped
arms ; with a crown of purple-black
hair upon the regal head; with great
dark eyes scanning the crowd, and then
the almost childish shyness veiling them
selves beneath the long lashes ; a mouth,
soft, tender and beautiful, and a cheek
as fair as tho pure white satiu of her
sweeping robe; and they had seen all
the long talked-of and highly-praised
beauty 1
A roar like the rushing of distant wa
ters sounded in her ears, and then swell
ed into a thunder of applause ; and com
ing slowly down in the splendor of the
footlights, her beautiful head erect, her
eyes glowing with excitement, her beau
ty enhanced by the elegance of her cos
tume, Camilla, the poor little waif, the
child of poor old Paul Smith, the protege
ot proud Richard Clavering, received the
homage of the assembled crowd.
When the acclamations bad ceased,
the orchestra began a soft symphony ;
and then through the building echoed
the clear, pure notes of a voice that
sounded far away, a "dreamy mystio
voice, full of hope, of doubt, of pain.
Nearer, still nearer it sounded, and nope
half drowned the doubts, but yet a
plaintive sorrow seemed to remaia. It
came nearer, and the sorrow was a half
expectant, trembling glimpse of some
thing better; and then suddenly the
strange voice broke forth in a triumphal
strain, and listeners held their breath as
the wondrous notes rang out upon the
air, and then died away.
For a moment a deathly silence reign
ed, but it was for a moment only ; and
then tha. building vibrated with a crash
of enthusiasm that came from the mu
sic-crazed audience. Men arose in their
seats, and hundreds flung their floral
tributes at her feet.
In one of the boxes, above the one
where the music-master and manager
sat, an old, odd-looking man waved his
handkerchief and cheered, with great
tears falling down his wrinkled cheeks ;
and Camilla looked up to that one box,
and gave him the only smile that crossed
her lips during the night.
But at length the curtain fell, and Ca
milla, weary and worn, went on to the
dressing-room. Some one stood in the
shadow of a side-scene, and when she
asked permission to pass, caught her by
the hands and drew her out into the
light.
" Camilla, little Camilla, is it you Y
Have I been listening to my little girl
all this glorious evening Y Speak to mo I
1 am bewildered and blind.
" Mr. Clavering ! When did you come Y
un, l am so glad, so happy ! she ex
claimed.
" Are you glad? Are you happy? Oh,
is this my welcome ? Have you waited
tor me, my love, my darling f
She put her hand over her eyes, mur
muring : " You do not mean your words!
I am dreaming ! I am mad 1
" You are here, wide awake, Camilla,
and I am asking you to love me, and to
bo my wite.
She drew him away for a brief mo
ment, and laid her weary head within
his arms. Then she passed on to her
dressing-room, and when she returned
she put out her band, saying: "Oh,
Richard, take me away ! I'm soul-sick
tt all this.
" And you will only sing "
"In your nest. Come, we must not
fovget Uncle Paul. He is waiting in the
box lor me.
The box was near at hand, and in a
moment they stood at the door. It was
-ajar, and Richard pushed it open to al
low Camilla to enter, and saw the old
man sitting in one of the luxurious
chairs, bis bead lying back upon the
Bot't cushions, and his hands peacefully
folded.
" Uncle Paul !" cried Camilla. " Why,
you naughty boy, you are fast asleep !
Come, it is time to go home. Ah I
1 She started back with a cry, for the
hand she touched was icy cold, and fell
back, stiff and Helpless.
" Camilla, darling, come away. I will
attend to hi in.
"Oh, Richard!''
Hush, lovo I He is beyond us now,
Those strains of muBio have carried him
to heaven, from whence they came."
The poor old man was dead. With
the consummation of his heart's wish,
bis quiet, unpretending, unoffending life
bad passed out into the new existence.
There were loud growls in the musio-
loving world, but nothing ever came of
them; for ltichara wavering removed
their singing bird bo deftly, that few
knew the cause of her flight ; and now
Bhe sings only to him, and to her brood
ot young Clavenngs.
Two hundred ready-made dwellings
are to be shipped from Chicago to Colo
rado. They are to contain seven rooms
each, with partitions, stairs, windows,
sash and casing, roofs, and trimmings
for doors and windows complete, and
can be placed; in. complete condition for
occupancy in two hours after being unloaded.
RemnrkftMe Phenomenon Physicians
Nonplussed.
I The Troy Whig tells the following
Strange story :
I In the northern suburbs ot this city.
a little below the Bull's Head Hotel, on
the banks of the Hudson, stands a beau
tiful little white cottage owned and oc
oupied by a man named Pierre, by trade
a machinist. His wife, who from birth
has been of an extremely nervous organ-
it: at ion, has lately fallen sick, the result,
it is supposed, of over-exertion and ex
citement. She complains of pains in the
region of the stomach, but her attending
physician can discover no inflammation
or other marked symptoms of any spe
cial disease. She is, as far as can be as
certained by diagnosis, in good health,
vet she lies helpless uport a bed, and is
hardly able to lift her hand. Most of
the time she lies in a sort of trance, and
seems to be unconscious. Some days
ago, as she . continued to grow weak,
while she was in her trance state, a re
markable series of sharp sounds, as of
raps, were heard in the room. These
were repeated, much to the consterna
tion of her attendants, who did not know
what to do.
These circumstances were narrated to
her husband, who immediately connect
ed them with spiritual manifestations,
of which he is a very decided Unbeliever.
In no very amiable mood he entered the
room, after hearing the report, and, seat
ing himself in a chair, called on the
spirits in the most emphatic language
to proceed with their Humbug. The
spirits, nothing loath, accepted the chal
lenge, and gave a series of percussive
manifestations that had the effect to si
lence his imperious demands, and con
vince him that "something was to pay."
In order to test the case, and as the in
valid appeared to be in no immediate
danger, the attending physician con
sented that a spiritualist medium should
be called upon. A medium of this city
was accordingly introduced into the
room of the invalid, but, although the
raps were repeated, no result could be
arrived at except the medium was of the
opinion, from the raps given in response
to questions, that the spirits, if these
rather- uncertain and irresponsible be
ings were the cause of the disturbances,
were anxious to communicate with tho
husband. Mr. Piorre, however, has been
unable to receive any intelligible infor
mation trom the raps. Meantime the
disturbing noises have continued, and
the neighborhood is very much excited
at the strange proceedings.
Mrs. Pierre is, at this writing, improv
ing in health, at least she appears' to
rest more and remain conscious for long
er periods, but the exciting phenomena
oontinue. The " raps are loud and
sharp, and can be beard at the distance
of half a block. Thny are not heard
when strangers are in the room, but,
when perjons are in position where they
can Bee into the room and are not ob
served, although none but the sick wo
man is in tho room, the raps sometimes
occur, and at such times bo movement
of the patient can be observed. The
case is very remarkable, and when taken
in connection with the fact of the
strangeness of the woman's condition
and the entire absence of any distinct
symptom of disease, it affords food tor
the most entertaining speculation.
An Ohio Ghost Story.
The little village of Germantown,
Montgomery county, Ohio, twelve miles
southeast of Dayton, on the Cincinnati,
Hamilton and Dayton Railroad, has re
cently been much excited over some
phenomena occurring in its neighbor
hood, which by the villagers are attrib
uted to ghostly agencies. The details
or the matter are certainly very remark.
able. The report of them has spread
far and wide, and at least five hundred
persons have visited the scene of action,
About a mile and a quarter north of
Germantown stands a plain farm house,
occupied by a family named Stiver. The
bouse is built ot wood, and is two sto
ries high, with a cellar divided into
basement on the east side, and a cellar
and a spring house behind the basement
on the west. The family consists of the
father, Samuel Stiver, and his wife
Catherine, their children, Beniamin Sti.
ver, Samuel Stiver, Jr., William Stiver,
John Stiver, and Mary Stiver, with
Christina, the wife of Beniamin Stiver,
and Charles Pontius, a boy nine years
old. Benjamin Stiver, the eldest of the
sons, a young man of twenty-nine, re
cites the Occurrences substantially as
follows:
On Friday, the 21st of July, his wife
and her sister, on going down cellar, ob
served that the top crust or skin ot two
custard pies was removed. They were
not disturbed otherwise. Tho pies then
looked freBh ; the crust or skin was miss
ing and could not be found. There were
also four apple pies on the same board
with the custard, and each contained
marks which appeared to have been
made by thrusting the thumb and fin
gers through the centre. Ten or fifteen
minutes afterward a tubful of potatoes
were found scattered all over the cellar,
appearing as though pitched about by
Boiue one, and the tub was tipped-over.
They found also a dish-rag and an old
pot under a bench in the cellar, removed
from their usual place of keeping.
loaf of bread placed on the same board
with the pies appeared to have a piece
bitten off. The pies and bread were all
sound when placed there. The dish-rag,
which, was kept on the top of a hogs
head, was found missing four different
times in succession. ' The potatoes were
picked up at least six times and put
oack into tne tub. i nere was no one in
the cellar -at the time who could have
thrown them about. The persons in the
house then were Benjamin, his wife, her
sister, and the little boy Pontius. A few
minutes after supper, eleven crocks of
milk were found upset, and the contents
spilled out. A large crock and a small
tub of milk were also spilled.
On the following Saturday morning
more milk crocks were upset in the
spring house, as was also a six-gallon
stone jar half fall of water, in which a
crock ot yeast naa been placed to cool,
A fruit jar was thrown from the mantel
piece in the basement Two stones, one
weighing twelve and the other b!x
pounds, were thrown off the bread box
in the same room. During the evening,
for a space of about fifteen minuter, noi
ses were heard in the basement like the
throwing about of brickbats and rub
bish, and on going in all surts of things
were found scattered in contusion on the
floor. In the milk house there were
found various articles piled up in the
milk trough three feet high such as
Crock lids, boxes, kegs, brickbats, broken
crocks, boards, an old hat, and a small
pox ot lime which bad been for months
in the basement part of the cellar on a
bench. The latter was found in the milk
trough in the spring house, lime and all.
A box of plasterer's hair, which was
kept in the cellar proper, was also in the
milk house. A crock of pickles, which
had been standing by the milk trough,
was found in the trough. Mr. Stiver
carried the rubbish from the basement,
and found one of his vinegar barrels
leaking, lie had live ot them in the
basement. He took enough vinegar out
to fill up one of the other barrels, and
bunged the leaking one up tight as he
could, and set it up on end to prevent
further leakage. This ended Saturday.
On Sunday there was more upsetting
of milk, breaking of crocks, and over
turning of barrels and boxes. The vin
egar barrel which had been bunged up
the previous evening was thrown over
and the vinegar spilled. A candlestick,
with a candle and an egg, were thrown
off the sink in' tho kitchen. A keg of
pickles was turned upside down, and the
pickles scattered over the floor, Crooks
of molasses and of preserves were over
turned, brooms thrown down, chairs and
benches moved about, the family Bible
thrown from the bureau to the floor, the
mantelpiece swept of ornaments and
toys, a feather bed shifted out of its'
place on the bed, and the dining-room
table turned quickly and completely
over in its tracks, while the father and
mother were looking on.
On Monday a bucket of water stand
ing on a bench two feet high, in the
kitchen, was upset. The feather bed,
pillows, and bolsters of a bed were scat
tered about the floor, and other repeti
tions pertormed ot the previous day s ex.
periences.
This is all Beniamin Stiver personally
witnessed ; but in addition, he says that
i-ieanuer uase, a tarm band employed by
Samuel Stiver, saw a crock fly from the
window into the basement about three
feet. In company with Mary Stiver
and the boy Pontius, Case also saw an
empty gallon-and-a-half crock ' rise
straight up about a foot, and then fly a
distance of four feet and break in pieces.
Jiiary otiver ana the boy saw axes
thrown about, a sack of corn which was
tied up thrown off a box, and oome un
tied so as to let the corn run out, besides
many other things of a similar kind
Tb.660 accounts are attested by Case, Ma
ry (stiver, ana the rest ot the tamily as
correct. Nothing remarkable seems to
have occurred after Monday.
It would naturally be inferred that
there was some connection between the
little boy Pontius and the phenomena,
as in nearly every instance they were
only observed when he was in or near
the house ; but Benjamin Stiver is con
vinced that he has had no active agency
in producing them. At this distance,
and with the imperfect information we
have or them, we can only record them
as among the curious events of the day,
without attempting to thoorizc concern
ing their origin.
A Beautiful Demon.
In going through the parish prison a
tew days since, the attention of tho re.
porter was attracted to a young girl, ap.
parently not more than 1j years ot age.
bhe had tair nut-brown hair, and a com
plexion fresh and white as milk. The
mild blue eyes were singularly soft and
intelligent, and her whole appearance
indicated the free, joyous characteristics
of youth and happiness. Yet this amia
ble looking creature, this fair, delicate
Minerva, ot slender form and ingenuous
face, is said to be a devil incarnate. She
was not a prisoner, only a visitor to the
institution, and when the reporter saw
her she was conversing with a noted
burglar ; indeed, she Bays Bhe is a cousin
of Pete Munday's, and goes under the
soubriquet of Lily. She is almost as fair
and delicate as one. Her career is a re
markable series of adventures and hair
breadth escapes. About a year ago, she
lived in San Antonio, Texas, and for
some real or fancied misconduct received
a severe castigation at the hands of the
man with whom she was living. Burn
ing with resentment and conscious of
inability to cope with him in physical
strength, Bhe waited until the next night
when he was asleep, and . then locking
the doors of the room, and closing every
avenue of escape, she prepared for a
work of horror almost Impossible to con
ceive. On one pretext or another she
sent the inmates of the house away, and
procuring paper and other inflammable
material, built a funeral pyre round the
bed of the s'eeping man. This done.she
set fire to it, and locking the door be
hind her, fled the house. The man woke
up when the house was full of flames.
and in escaping from the room was lit
erally roasted. One Bide of his body was
burned almost to a cinder. He has never
recovered from his injuries, and is to-day
a hopeless invalid, suffering exoruciating
torture and continual anguish. His
generosity perhaps his sense of atone
ment prevented his prosecuting the
girl, and she made her escape to New
Orleans. Arriving there, she took rooms
on Toulouse street, between Rampart
and Burgundy, where she now resides.
She is yet very young, certainly not
more than 17 at farthest. Her vindic
tive and savage fury when excited, is a
terror to all her acquaintances. It is
strange that beneath an exterior so fair
and beautiful should be concealed the
element of such lawless violence. Ntw
Orleant Picayune, July 29. -
The hotel in New England with the
longest name Is the " Quoq'uinnapssakesr
sosanogog " House, at Hampton Beaph.
It has only one letterless than the whole
alphabet.
THE WOXUEUFCL WEST.
ts Extraordinary Mineral Hmourcc Al
most Fabulous Wealth at Our Doors
Rlonntnlnsnnd Lakes ofitllncrnls A Won
derful Discovery,
Occasionally there are to be found in
Western papers stories of the fabulous
mineral wealth of the West, which are ,
too often received with that incredulity
which is bestowed on any stories that
smack of the great Wegt. But a New
York gentleman, Mr. D. P. Webster, of
the head Bmelting works, well known
for his connection with mining works,
has recently visited Utah. Territory, and
of some portions of that region he sends
an account which seems to justify much
of what in previous reports has appear
ed extravagant. Writing from Halt
Lake City ho says :
Thinking it might be interesting to
you to hear something from this new
Eldorado I will try and give you an ac
count of what I have seen aud know,
and what I have heard and believe. I
arrived here on July 13 for the purpose
of purchasing silver, lead, ami silver
lead ores for our smelting works. I
found plenty of bullion and ores for
sale. There are mines here of every de
scription. There are within a radius of
1UU miles more than one hundred silver,
silver lead, and copper mines, two or
three antimony mines, and one bismuth
mine, where the ore crops out on the
surface for morethan 1,000 feet. Metallio
bismuth is worth in the New York mar
ket 3.50 per pound. An English com
pany has bought one-half interest in
the Bottsford mines in Bingham Canyon,
for 200,000 in gold. I visited the Emma
mine with a party of scientific gentle
men. We spent two days there and ex
amined every part of it. It is a wonder
of the world, a perfoot Monte Cristo
cave. After passing through a tunnel
375 feet in length we came into a vast
chamber about 80 feet high, 70 feet long,
and 40 wide, from which there has been
taken within a year 12,000 tons of first
class ore. From the 13th of June to the
13th of July there wore 3,300 tons
taken out, of which 3,000 tons were
sent to England, and 300 sold to smelters
here. That ore brought them a net pro
fit of $178 per ton. About fifty miners
are at work breaking down ore from the
solid banks of ore on every Bide, and one
man with a pick can break down a ton
in half an hour. It is as soft as an ord
inary earth band, requiring nothing but
a pick and shovel to mine it. We went
down a Bhaft about CO feet through the
solid mass of first-class ore, and there
were no signs of reaching the bottom.
Underlying the whole area of the cham
ber, and as they go down, the ore be
comes richer in silver. From the devel
opments already made, it is believed
that there are millions of tons of it in
the mine. The mine declared a dividend
last month of 5 per cent, on its capital
of $5,000,000, and it will declare another
this month. They are now taking put
from 80 to 100 tons of first-class ore per
day. Besides the Emma mine there are
eight or ten other mines within a tew
hundred yards taking out from five to
twenty tons of good ore per day, among
which are the rlagstatt, Montezuma,
Bruner, and Davenport. These are all
in Little Cottonwood. In Big .Cotton.
wood there are as many more getting
out good ore. In the American Jbork
there are about the same number, among
which is the Miller mine, almost equal
to the famous Emma. Bingham Canyon
has about twenty mines taking out good
ore. The New English Smelting Com
pany has five or six of the best, and it
is getting ready to put up eight smelting
furnaces, which will be completed in
about ninety days. Stockton, Tintle,
Ophir, and other mining districts i nave
not visited, but have good reports from
them in the shape of bullion from each
of those places. But the precious metals
are not the only resources of this coun
try. Yesterday a gentleman showed me
a piece of pure muriate ot ammonia,
chemically pure, which was taken from
mountain ot the same material, in
that there is enough to supply the whole
United States with a fertilizer. Another
gentleman told me ha knew of a solid
hill of alum. In conversation with Sen
ator Nye, he said there were in Nevada
a vast mine of nitre, a solid mountain of
sulphur, and salt enough to salt the
world. I know of mines of sal soda
where there are millions of tons. About
thirty miles from the railroad, near the
Humboldt, is a borax lake belonging to
an English company. That company
are making a canal to bring the water
to the railroad and there erect evapora
ting works. The latest discovery, though
not the least by any means, is the dis
covery of an ore, an assay from which
being made gave a button containing
an alloy of antimony and aluminium
I have a specimen of the ore and metal
which I intend to get analyzed, to find
out what combination is necessary to
smelt it as we smelt ores of other metals.
If this should prove true it will be the
greatest discovery of the age. Every
body in Utah is down upon the Union
Pacifio Railroad for raising freights on
ore from $10 per ton to $2H per ton from
Ogden to Omaha. Steps have been ta
ken to build a narrow gauge railroad
from a point about 200 miles below this
over to Georgetown and Denver through
the Middle Park a distance from the
Utah Central road, now building, of 40f
miles. . The I tan central will be com
pleted down to a point opposite to Den
ver in about a year, and should they
connect witn Denver, gooa-oye u. tr.
J). P. Webster,
A correspondent of the Boston Trav
eller records the following : " A bright
little boy about four years of age, son of
a clergyman, was at your correspon
dent's house one evening with his parent,
and 1 gave him a couple of five cent
pieces. He laid them on the table, and
putting his jinger on one said : This
one I am going to give to the heathen,
and the other one I am going to keep
myself.' He played with them a while.
till one of them rolled away and he could
not find it Well,' said I, ' my lad,
which one have you lost?' 'Oh,' said
he, I have lost the one I was going to
give to tne neatnen.
MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS.
A colt in Cambridge, Mass., about a
week old, is only t wenty-three inches in
l. i-1 j i l a J -
oigni anu weigiis iweiii,y-BveiipuuuuB.
Tobacco juice being good to extirpate
potato bugs, Illinois iarmers invite their
neighbors to chewing picnics on their
Holds.
An Iowa boy has made a sewing ma- -
chine with n jack-knife from pine boards
and some wires that make perfect stitch
es. A
A young lady is at work in the mills
at Lowell who spends her evenings in .
the study of phonography, rhetoric and
French, with the view of becoming a re
porter, and eventually an editor. , , .
The Secretary of tho Young Men's
Christian Association in St. Paul, Minn.,
in a letter to the Boston Watchman,
makes the following statement : Our As
sociation has spent hundreds of dollars
the past year, without counting the days
and nights of watching, in providing
homes, comforts and coffins for Christain
young men who have come here from
Boston in search of health, but in reality
only to find a grave in the beautiful lot
of the Young Men's Christian Associa
tion in Oakland Cemetery."
It was found during the trials of life-
preservers (so-called) by the Superin
tending Inspectors at W ashington, that
they would not sustain a man of one
hundred and thirty pounds weight, and
they decided that hereafter all lite-preservers
should contain at least six pounds
of cork. Thus it appears that for years
past steamboat travellers have been
trusting to what are mere shows in the
way ot life-saving apparatus, and that
bo far from aiding a person in the water
to sustain himself, they would be tar
more likely to drag him to the bottom.
The intellectual and genial citizens of
Marshall county, 111., are temporarily
downcast. The other day, in that coun
ty, "Mr. John Scully bad a difficulty
with a hired man, who disappeared.
Suspicion of murder was aroused, and a
meeting of over eighty people was held
to determine whether they would hang
Scully, or wait till they knew whether
he deserved hanging. They finally de
cided on the latter course, and Scully
bestirred himself to find the missing man
to save his own neck. Ho was success
ful, the man'being found at work in Bu
reau county, and produced alive and nn
niurdered." A fair story is told of a recent Iowa
hail storm, which they say was as bad as
a Bhower ot pitchforks, some ot the
stones being large enough to be called
boulders. The tin roots, where it oc
curred, were punched full of boles ; all
i i i r . i. i 3 j. - i i.
tne giues wuicu uappeueu lu u iu ii.s
way, some eight thousand lights, was
broken, and innumerable pigs and chick
ens were killed. As to the crops, there
was nothing left of them. The standing
corn was chopped up fine enough to be
fed to the stock without the necessity of
passing it through a cutter, and the
ground has been all plowed up for buck
wheat and turnips.
There is a boy in Florida, fourteen
years old, named Judson Blount, who
saved many lives the other day. He
discovered a place on the railroad where
the rains had undermined the roadbed,
and ran a mile and a half up the road
to warn a passenger train. As with its
precious freight it came thundering
down the grade the boy waved his hat.
The engineer only looked wonderingly
at him, and he then took oft his ooat and
waved that. Of course it was all done
in a moment ; but the engineer realized
that something was wrong, and stopped
his train in season to escape a fatal ca
tastrophe. A New Haven paper tells a story of a
young woman in Wallingford, in feeble
health, who lately gave a mortgage on
death to a young dootor of the Elm city,
her husband endorsing the note or, in
other words, for certain dollars duly
paid by the physician, she agreed to give
up her body at death to his dissecting
knife. The doctor expected to foreclose
early, but after the transaction the wo
man began to recover, and the doctor
refused a Bocond advance demanded by
the husband of the feeble fair, which, we
are told, "called forth from the heart
broken husband an indignant and awful
protest." The woman is now well, and
the doctor has an idea that he has been
swindled, but hopes to live long enough
to get his money out of her pelt or
bones.
A new disease causing blindness has
appeared among the cows in a certain
part of Missouri, and iu Kansas City
and vicinity alone over two hundred
have been afflicted. The eyes begin to
swell a little, lasting generally from five
days to two weeks. As soon as the swell
ing commences the eyes also begin to
run clear water, just as though some
hard substance was beneath the lids.
After the running ceases, a hard, white
film covers the eye-balls, completely de
stroying the sight. This disease does
not seem to affect the general health of
the cow. There appears to be no change
in the quantity and quality of the milk,
no pain, no uneasiness of any kind, no
peculiar thirst, indicatig fever, and, in
deed, no symptom that would indicate
disease. The eyes alone suffer and are
destroyed.
The Milwaukee News tells of a woman
in that oity whose temper was consider
ably excited the other day. She had
been "jawing" her children, the neigh
bors, a hired girl, and everything in
general, when her husband entered and
interposed a mild word. - This added fu
el to her temper, and she opened ber
mouth for an angry veply, but a spasm
contracted her cheek, her lower jaw fell,
and she could neither speak nor shut
her mouth, but remained in that condi
tion, her tongue hung out, and her ayes
nearly started out of their sockets. On
examination being made, it was found
that she had dislocated her jawbone in
her violent effort to maka a stinging re
ply to. her husband. A, surgeon was
called, who reduced, the dislocation,
bound up her head, and prescribed
gruel diet