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TIONESTA, PA., APIIIL 20, 1881. $1,50 Per Annum. & r Tlift Singing Bird, Oh, sweet, tweet, sweet," tho swallow sung, From the noHt ho huilded high; And the robin's ruptured echo rung From his loafy porch close by. " Oh, sweet, swoet, sweet," rang the Joyful tuii ' 'Oil, swoot, sweet, swoot is tho world in Juno.' " Oh, sweet, sweet, swoot," tho maiden said, As she twined her hair with flowers; From bird and blossom tho echo sped Through tho long and bliBsful hours. " Oh, tweet, swoot, sweet," rang tho joyful tunc, "Oh.swcot, sweet, sweet is tho world in Juno," "Oh.swoet, swoet, swoot," tho swallow sung On tho summer's dying night; And "swoet, sweet, sweet," the ocho rung, As tho robin plumed for flight; "Oh, sweet is the summer when just begun, And sweet, Bweet, swoet, when her lilois done.', But the maiden, never a word sho said, At she donned hor woods of wue; Tho bird that sung in her heart was dead, With the summer of long ago; The swoet, swoot, sweet, of tho bloom and bird At idle mocking her dull ear heard. Oh, tweot, sweet, sweet it the whole glad earth, When the summer days are hero; And tweet, sweet, sweet is the time of dearth, Though the autumn days are drear; If only deep in the heart is heard The gladsome song of tho " singing bird. HANNAH AND I. My father had moved into a new place. Prospectively, I enjoyed much in the dethronement of our household gods, and the reduction of all our worldly goods to a state of chaos. I foresaw the delicious suspense, anxiety and final dismay or rejoicing that would attend the transit of our looking-glasses and parlor chairs. I looked forward to a kind of nomadic existence about the house during the days wherein we were getting settled, to the exploration of unknown depths tinder the closet stairs, and of mysterious recesses behind- the chimney. I expected to sit and sing in the best rocking-chair, to roll my tired limbs on the best mattress, and to take my dinner with a large spoon, from out a fruit-jar. When, therefore, I rode up from the depot on top oi tne Dox containing my mother's best china and glassware, I felt that ' every one who beheld, also fX.i'li. 'IvirfVhort ends of my bat band fluttered spurifdlyln, the March breeze, and the anticipatory tremors in my breast creaked the starched shirt front beneath my jacket. - . At a very tender age wa realize that this is a world of - disappointments. Fer the next few days my life consisted mainly in hunting up the hammer, run ning for nails, trotting up to the store and down to the tinner's and after the carpenter, pushing stove-legs into place, holding up footloard8 of family bed steads ... lifting the corners of bureaus, waiting upon the painter and the white wash man, getting my fingers pinched, getting scolded, getting a cold, losing ray handkerchief, having nothing in particular to eat save a little baker's bread, and now and then a bit of beef, steak cooked sometimes by my mother sometimes by my father, sometimes by Mary Sullivan, and occasionally by all three. By the third day I began to see that the anarchic style of housekeeping has its disadvantages and to feel that the springs of a naturally good constitution were wealing out in the family service. On he morning of that day I left my fiother and Mary Sullivan stretching a Wiet fitted for a room 15x15 to cover a r new dining-room, loxlb, ana walked ... ..... . tut in the back yard to take the air. I A i T 1 . 1 .1 I XI. . iy eyes were greeted by a vision of outh I cannot say of beauty swing ig upon the gate over the way. The " vision " wore a large bombazine lood, such as was at this time in high t-epute among grandmothers, but was ever calculated to ennance tne cnarms f the young. A little plaid shawl was pinned askew about her shoulders. One . - . 1 ? 1 .1 1. 1 A t a species oi emmoiuereu pamaieis bich. like tho dodo of Mauritius, has ince become extinct, had slipped down Lnd lay like a wrinkled bandage around he top of her shoe. " Hollo !" said 1. "Hallo!" responded she; " you're a mean, nasty boy 1 I should have promptly returned lis compliment but for the consider ation that I had just moved into the community, and everything depended upon my acquiring a good reputation. ! Without replying, therefore, I began i reflectively digging a hole in the gate post with my jack-knifo. The " vision " swung back and forth, and hummod " I ? want to be an angel." In civing an unusually vigorous lurch outward an apple flew from her hand and fell into the middle of the muddy street. . I digress here to state that, though a popular street, that portion of it in , front of my father's house generally j was muddy. During the spring and ' fall months we had a large, swashy pool there one that appeared to flow from a secret perennial source of muddiness. In the winter months it froze over and made capital skating. During the sum mer it cradually dried away, until, at the " pollywog" season, when alone a boy can take the highest rational enjoy ment in a mud-puddle, only a damp spot in the center of the street indicated the place from which the water had sub sided. It was now at high tide and the apple fell into the ooze just below it. "Boy, ctme over and pick up my apple," commanded my neighbor. Conscious of setting that young pagan an example of good manners, I returned the npplo with a bow my mother had taught mc. Sho gave it two or three cleansing dashes on her dress skirt and then said: "Lend me your knife and I'll givo you half." She set the apple upon top of the gatepost, savagely jammed the knife through it, wiped tho blade on her shawl and returned tho knife with the larger part of the apple. "Thank you," said I. " What is your name, boy?" " George Ilarriman. What is yours ?" " Hannah Ann Farley. You going to live in that house?" ' I expect to." "I'm glad of it. There's been a dis agreeable, stuck-up little girl living over there. I thought when first I saw you, you were going to be just like her." This I took as Hannah's apology for her reception. It was satisfactory, and we might then and there have become friends, but at that moment Mary Sulli van came to our front door and called me homo. She said the brass-headed tacks were all gone, and, I must go to the store for more. When I returned Ilannah Ann was nowhere to be seen. Tho next morning I was fortunate ! enough to find a five-cent piece in a j crack of a bureau drawer, and promptly j started for a store wherein to spend it. I The streets were so muddy I thought I ! 1 - T 1 41. 1 wouiu go across anu leap tne neigii' bor's fences. I was in neighbor Far ley's .yard when I was sharply hailed from a little window high up in the end of the house. " Boy, come up here I" " How am I going to get up ?" " Go around to the kitchen, and ask my mother to show you the way." I hunted up the kitchen, and found Hannah's mother. Prior to this time when I wished to represent a female figure upon my slate I had a triangle surmounted by an eclipse, and this in turn finished by a small circle; here after, with Mrs. Farley in mind, I drew a cylindrical figure with a small circle on the upper end, and a slight depres sion representing the waist-line. After once seeing Mrs. Farley I could never wonder that Hannah was forever bor rowing a pin to fasten something on with. There could never be a more de lightful garret than Mrs. Farley's, for never could there be a woman who could excel her in the celerity with which she would use up furniture. Such a col lection of mirrors with shattered glasses, bottomless chairs, dismantled bureaus, and tables standing upon three legs is seldom met ! " What do you want to play ?" asked Hannah. " Pirate." "What's a pirate?" I explained, and Hannah forthwith became the most bloodthirsty of pirates. It was in my heart to spare the women and children, but she refused to listen to such a proposition, and felled her victims left and right without regard to aqe or sex. Once she pierced me through the heart, and I fell bleeding, dying, hitting my head against the chimney, and yelling out in unfeigned agony. Afterward, we were riding peacefully along over the green fields, and beneath the calm blue sky, on a two-legged and very dusty sofa, when a party of bri gands swooped down upon us, and bore us off to a loathsome dungeon behind a dismantled bureau. We flattened our selves and crawled out, beheaded the brigands, appropriated their spoils, and returned triumphant to our own .Homes. We wore very dusty and covered with cobwebs when I remembered my five cent piece and said I must go. " (Jive me lialf oi what you re going to buy. and I'll go with you," said Hannah. I couldn't very well refuse this gener ous offer; so she put on her hood and J shawl, at my suggestion tied up her shoe strings, and we started. She expressed a preference fo'r black licorice, and I expended my money upon that luxury: and shared it liberally. We came home hand in hand, and though Hannah went over-shoe in mud and water three times, she bore it with inimitable good-nature. From that morning our friendship matured rapidly. Sometimes Hannah was at our house; sometimes I played in the Farley garret; and sometimes when she had a sore throat, and wore a prepa ration of lard and camphor-gum around it, we had permission to play in Mrs. Farley's parlor. Whenever Ilannah stole cookies and ginger-snaps for her self, she always laid in for me; when Mary Sullivan made tea-saucer pies for me, I carried them red-hot from tho oven to neighbor Farley's, and Hannah and I watched them cool with hearts that beat as one. Then while one-half the juice drizzled over my jacket the corresponding half dripped on Hannah's apron, llannan was passionately iond of "jooce!" When school opened, Hannah and I went hand in hand, and stood by one another in days of adversity as well as davs of prosperity. Hannah being miserable scholar, her days were mostly of adversity. The months slipped away, and the years grew apace. My father petitioned the town authorities to fill up that mud puddle in front of our house. The town authorities gave every encourage ment that the " whole board" would be on the spot at an early day, but we looked for them in vain. My father made a second and third importunity with like results. Then he pressed his grievance upon their attention as gen tlemen and men of honor. As gentle men and men of honor they gave their word that the matter should be neglect ed no longer. We lived upon that promise six months. Then my father, grown irate, threatened to sue. Tho board, becoming defiant, just wished ho would sue ; they should like to see him sue. At this retort my father's feelings rose to the summit of moral indigna tion; ho wouldn't sue; he scorned to lower himself to a quarrel with such men ; but he would ray no more taxes in that town ; and energetic prepara tions for our removal began. Ilannah and I were sitting upon the edge of Mr. Farley's coal-bin when I communicated to her my father's de cision. As soon as she saw I was in earnest she dropped over upon the anthracite, and gave vent to a flow of tears. She declared that sho couldn't and wouldn't have me go. She should die with loneliness, and she wished she was dead. A few tears of mine drizzled over into tho bin and mingled with Hannah's. Afterward she appeared re conciled,and manifested intense interest n our preparations, obtruding her ser vices at her house until my mother de clared she should never be ready to go if that Farley girl couldn't be kept at home. The morning of our departure dawned at last. My father and mother went to tho depot, leaving me to follow, as I had come, on the last load of goods. It was an April morning, succeeding a heavy rain-storm, and the waves of my father's mud-puddle ran high. Hannah sat upon the old petunia mound by the gate, Bobbing. I raised her drooping form to bid her farewell, pushed the hair from her face and gave her my last kiss. Sho clutched frantically at my jacket, but, realizing that delays are dangerous, I sprang upon a dry-goods box in the wagon. The horse, most se verely afflicted with spring-lialt, started oft" at a fearful gallop, and we disap peared around the corner forever. i As soon ai circumstances would per mit I addressed a letter to Hannah, and soon received a reply, of which the fol lowing is a verbttim copj : jlv Dear Vorqr, : . I now set down to let you know how lam. I have had a soar throat nerely all tho time sence ycu Left. Somebody has shot our Cat. School commenses next week. I dred it. A new family has moved into your House, there is too boys, Eddy and willy. If we never see each other again on urth I hope we may meat in heaven. Yours Truly, Hannah A. Fablet. The letter also contained two blots and a grease spot and was directed by Hannah's mother, wrong side up with care. I wrote ner once more, out received no answer a failure which I attributed to her aversion to all literary labor rather than to any diminution in the ardor of her affections. I attended school for the next three or four years, and then entered the wholesale mercantile business in the servico of an uncle. I became a rising young man. Some of the time I robe rapidly, as gaseous matter and young men between tne ages or sixteen and twenty-five are in the habit of doing. Our family also prospered. From three ply in our parlor we passed by easy stages through body Brussels to Eng lish Wilton, and we numbered the successors of Mary Sullivan by twos and by threes. Presently I arrived at tliat age whereat extremely witty people begin pointing at a young man peculiarly sharp and or iginal jests concerning the subject of matrimony. At first the implication therein conveyed that I had only to choose was gratifying to my vanity; but by the time I began to direct any serious thoughts that way myself, so much solid wit had become an insufferable bore. There were girls in large quantities and excellent qualities all around me, but the thought of advancing to anything serious with any one oi mem always suggested Hannah. My reminiscences of Hannah were not such that I could create an ideal femi nine character of her; but when a fel low has sat in a coal-bin with a girl and taken alternate sucks on as many Jackson-balls as 1 had with Hannah, no subsequent experience can ever entirely efface the impression. I Had a curiosity t o know what Hannah had become. The surest way to satisfy this curiosity seemed to be to go and see her. I ac cordingly went. mi 1 11- O T 1 1 1 ino gin was preity. one uau coior and frankness : she had grace and re pose of manner. Her finger-nails were scrupulously kept, root and crown, and her hair was glossy, as well as fashion ably dressed. The year we left town Hannah's mother died ; and after tho billows of affliction had surged over his soul for about six months, Mr. Farley again tie- held the sun and took a new wife. The new wife had taken infinite pains with her step-daughter. The step-daughter's 1resent appearance, as compared wjth ler former condition, bore favorable testimony for the lady's system. Han nah said that when we were children I had seemed like a brother to her, and I at once placed myself upon a fraternal standing. 1 interrogated ner in regard to the occupants of my old home, and she finally confided to me that she was engaged to the younger Wetherbee, the "willy" of her letter. I afterward saw him, and could not but inwardly applaud the discrimination that led her, even in childhood, to be gin his name with a small letter. He was an individual of from 110 to 115 pounds weight, though what there was of him was drawn out and judiciously distributed with a view to making the most of straitened circumstances. There may be no more ink in an exclamation point than a vowel, but it is better adapted to attract attention. As to color, energy and vivacity, Hannah had enough to supply three juot like him. Hannah's, I soon perceived, was the i philosophical form of engaged life. One evening when Me went to walk, she said to me : ' "Mr. Wetherbee has his faults; no j one knows them better than I. But i where," added she, touchingly, "where I will you find a man who hasn't faults ?" "Where, surely !" responded I. " I don't look for perfect happiness hero below," continued Hannah, pen sively; " I've seen too much of life for that I" Hannah is some years my junior and must at this period have arrived at the mature age of nineteen years. I returned home and two years slipped away. I was still halting between two opinions and looking inquiringly at a third, and the " opinions" had bgun to manifest lively symptoms of taking cure of themselves, when one day in a neigh boring city, strolling through a paper box factory whose proprietor was my friend, I came across Hannah. " How in the world came you here?" bluntly ejaculated I. "By the fortunes of life and the rail way." I didn't know whether she was to be addressed as Farley or Wetherbee, and observing that she was dressed in deep mourning, avoided anything that might Duggest explanations. She presently told me that her father was dead. Then as I sought her confidence on the fra ternal basis she told me that her father had left his estate incumbered. " Those disagreeable Wetherbees hold a mortgage on the house," said she, "and they are just the exacting, unac commodating kind of people who wouldn't hesitate in foreclosing the day the time expires !" She had set herself about earning money to pay the indebtedness. " You see," said she " the property is left by will to mamma and myself con jointly. If it is disposed of at a forced sale it must be at a great sacrifice, and then poor mamma will bo left without a home. She has done everything lor me here Hannah's large eyes filled with teal's " and it is a small thing for me to try to save the home for her." I said I wondered she hadn't sought a different kind of employment and sug gested teaching. " Oh, I've tried applying for schools. Two or three times I've received invita tions to examinations; and they've given me perfectly dreadful lists of questions asked reasons why we performed operations that I never before knew we did perform." "Music, then." "I love music; but there are three teachers to every pupil. This is pleas ant work, and I am happy in feeling I shall save the home for mamma!" When I reached home that evening I sold an opera ticket I had purchased in the morning, and, whereas I had always smoked fifteen-cent cigars, now pur ehat ad a box at ten cents (I gave them away before the close of tho week and went back to fifteen's) and asked mother if there wasn't a place somewhere in the city where they cleansed and dressed over-soiled kid gloves to look as well as new. For the next few weeks I had consid erable business in a neighboring city, and I used to transact it in season for the three-o'clock train, and then con clude to wait for the express. Ilannah was always in fine spirits, buoyed up by the belief that she was making sure progress in paying that debt. I should as soon thought of discharging the national obligation by peddling matches. Ono waim Saturday afternoon, when I stood by her side, and she leaned back fatigued.'but distractingly pretty with the loose hair cmling around her temples, she inadvertently laid her hand on the comer of the table next me. It was growing tliin and the H formed by the blue veins on the back, and which, in the days of youthful simplicity she had told me stood for Hamman, stood out with great distinctness. I suggested being allowed to make an arrangement removing her from tho necessity of liquidating those debts. She refused to listen. I pressed the matter unuvailingly. I then went to the proprietor, told him Miss Farley was an old schoolmate and a mend of mine, who was heroically trying to save the family retridence for her stepmother, and asKea mm n no could not furnish her bettor position; but Frank is the most obtuse of creatures. He finally asked me if she could keep books. Remembering the splurges in that useful epistle of hers, I fait by no means confident, but saidl : " Give her tho books, any way, and look to me for damages." Ho found that she wrote a neat hand, and had a slight inkling of double entry ; but when it came to the subject of remuneration, and she asked him how much ho had paid his last book keeper, ho had the stupidity to reply: "HebadSBOO, but I shall allow you Sl.'iOO.' " Ah 1" said she, "he was an old and experienced bookkeeper, while I know little about it. Why under such cir cumstances do you increase the salary f" Frank wouldn't have scrupled at an entire series of equivocations in his own behalf, but since only my interests were at stake, his conscience became as ten der as George Washington's. He finally acknowledged that the increase was pro vided for by a friend. . " I shall accept the position at $800," said she, with dignity. I went up and held a conversation witli Ilannah. I "reasoned" with her; I "set things in their true light;" I " made matters clear." It did seem as if she might see, but she wouldn't. Upon the urgent and repeated invita tions of my mother she consented to spend her Sabbaths at our place. She was in the frequent receipt of letters from her stepmother, in which the most affectionate sentiments were couched in the most beautiful language, and on Sunday evenings she used to read me extracts from these letters with tears in her eyes. The pay-day came at length whereon I I was morally certain she would receive enough to complete her payments. I went to see her at her boarding-placo j that evening, and broached the deferred subject. She attempted evasion, but I ' had decided that if ever I was to have my own way in this connection it was ; time I began. The result was I went home with her the next day. We found Mrs. Farley had just de cided to marry the former chairman of that board of road commissioners who wouldn't fill up my father's mud puddle. " I think, Hannah," said she, reflect ively, "that perhaps we'd better dispose of the property, and take our re spective portions to purcliase our trous seaux with." They did accordingly, and one " re spective portion " wasmade up as quickly as I could spur on an able and experi enced corps of dressmakers. During the years that have elapsed since that eventful period, our domestic life lias been sometimes critical, and often peculiar, but always jolly. Ive never seen the hour when in the inmost recesses of my heart I've regretted that my father's family once resided opposite that mud-puddle and Hannah Ann. Springfield Republican. The Animal World. A cattle drover near Chicago owns a collie that is said to be a marvel. Ono day a bet was made that he would take charge of thirty cattle, then in a car, all being unknown to the dog, as soon us unloaded; that'ho would drive them to his owner's place, which was distant two miles; that although it would be necessary to drive the animals among other cattle on the way the dog would neither permit one of the strange cattle to join his drove nor would he allow ono of his thirty to stray from its com panions. The dog won. In the court-house toAVor of Norris town, Pa., a flock of snow birds has lived for over five years, yet with every stroke of the bell "announcing the hours as they passed the birds have never ceased to leave the tower in the greatest conster nation, but maintain their position in the air until the last stroke has fallen, when they at once returned to the tower. Tims every hour has their rest been disturbed during the entire period without; however, causing them to seek another lodging. The bell weighs nearly 4,000 pounds. Otters are used in fishing at Pondi cherry on the banks of the Matta Colly. Bishop Heber relates that they drive the shoals into the nets and sometimes bring out the larger fish with their teeth. He saw at Pondicherry a row of nine or ten very large and beautiful otters, tethered with straw collars and long strings to bainboo;takes. Some were swimming about at the full extent of their strings, or lying half in and half out of tho water ; others were roll ing themselves in tho sun on the sandy bank, uttering a shrill, whistling noise, as if in play. i Mtirdock McKenzie, of San Francisco had a young bull that betrayed him by making a headlong dash for him as ho turned to leave after feeding him. A fa vorite mare and a pet colt of Mr. McKen, zie's were qietly feeding some 100 yards distant, and no sooner was the worthy gentleman struck by the vicious animal than both mare and colt were observed living to his rescue with the speed of the wind, and, charging upon the bull, drove him away with hoof and teeth, thus enabling Mr. McKenzie, who had recovered his senses in the meantime, to stagger to the fence and climb out of danger. A 3toorish Coffee Stand. Leaving the market-place we passed through a crumbling old archway into a shady lane shut in by high walls. Here a Moorish coll'ee stand was established in a shanty run up against the inside of the avch.and benches were placed along the walls of the lane for customers. It was an amusing study to watch the keeper of that coll'ee stand at work pre paring the cup of coll'ee ordered for me by Simon. Ho was a little gray, wrinkled man with bent figure, clad in a com plete suit of flamecolor, which gave him a semi-diabolical aspect to eyes familiar with the opera make-up of Gcuthe's Mephistopheles. His oddly shaped kettle, too, placed on a very small stove level with his chin, had something alchemical about it. Seen in the gloom of the shanty, the fancy easily transmuted it from a kettle into an alembic for tho distillation of un canny liquors; and tho patient, keenly watchful face of the old Moor as he ground the portion of coffee for the cup and fanned the flame undor this aleni bical kettle, would have made a very fair model for a Paracelsus. Men might come and men might go in the quiet lane, passing from dust and strife of the market, but this true artist went on intently grinding the berries and fan ning the fire as if his earthly horizon had been bounded by the wall of his rickety workshop, and the whole duty of man had been the brewing of good coffee. After five minutes waiting the powerful portion was put into my hand. It was worth "waiting for. Black and thick and strong, the sip of liquor in the tiny cup half filled with grounds was more refreshing than a quart of the mawkish mixture hurriedly slashed into one's oup by the breathless waiter of a Parisian cafe. rw liar. Sea-Way. The tide slips up the silver sand Dark night and rosy day; It brings sea treasures to tho land, Then bears them all away. On mighty shores, from cast to weal, It wails and gropes and cannot reet. Oil, lido! that still doth ebb and flow Through night to golden day; Wit, learning, beauty, come and go Thon giv'st, thou taks't away. Hut sometime, on some gracious shore, Thon shalt lie still and ebb no more. HCM0B OF THE DAT. A down-East girl who is engaged to a lumberman says she has caught a feller. Boston Bulletin. The Bay of Naples and the Bay Of Biscay w'hat horseman has a finer pair of bays.- -Steubenville Herald. There is nothing on earth so lowly but that duty giveth it importance except sifting ashes on the nigh side of a healthy wind. Boers are not by any means confined to South Africa. It is astonishing how many are to be met with on a single day's travel in the United States. A BJiinebeck lady calls her husband a fire-escape, because he lies abed just long enough to hear the wood crackle in the cook stove.' Khineleck Gazette. Some enterprising searcher after painful realities tells us that the cucum ber was cultivated 3,000 years ago. The inference is probably drawn from the fact that many bodies at that early date were interred in a sitting posture, as if doubled up with the cramps. Modern A rgo. " I'm sitting on the style, Mary," he warbled, as ho unconsciously planked himself on her now white bonnet. "Oh, whisper what thou feele8t,M she mrj mured, as she promptly introduced an inch and a half of shawl pin through his epidermis. Elevated llailway Journal. There is in Baltimore a boy named " Ollie," who is just out of dresses. A friend of the family asked Ollie " Whose bov he was?" "I'm mammy's boy." "Why, Ollie!" said his father, reproach f ally. " Yes," continued Ollie, " and I'm papa's boy." " How can that be?" asked the friend. " Why, my gracious !" was the reply, " can't a wagon have two horses?" Words of Wisdom. Nature is content with little, grace with less, but lust with nothing. To give pain is the tyranny, tc- make happy tho true empire of beauty. Divine vengeance comes with feet of lead, but strikes with hands of iron. He who bears much from others, finds that they, after a while, bear much from him. The habit of saving is hard in the ac quiring ; but, sometimes, too easy in the retaining. The envious man sees no means of equaling the person above him, nave by pulling him down. God hears the heart without the words, but he never hears the words without the heart. Agriculture is the foundation of manufactures, since the productions of nature are the materials of art. God's laws were never designed to be like cobwebs, which catch the little flies and suff er the large ones to break through. Length of days is wisdom's right-, baud blessing, typical of eternal life; but it is in her left hand that are riches and honor. Ignorance and deceit are two of the worst qualities to combat. It is easier to disTmte with a statesman than a t blockhead. Events are not determined by tho wheel of fortune, which is blind, but by the wheels of Providence, which are full of eyes. Make a good beginning of living iu youth; for your after life will be too, busy about its own concerns to return to rudiments. A slave has but one master; the am bitious man has as many masters as there are persons whoso aid may con tribute to the advancement of his for tune No one puts to sea in a storm ; neither should you rebuke a man in the midst of anger. When the waves are at rest is tho time to begin a voyage ; and when the man's passions are calmed is the j I'latluuiu Working. I The only platinum worker in the United States is Joaquin Bishop, of Su gartown, Chester county, Pa. The As sociation of Mining Engineers recently made an excursion to the works of Mr. Bishop, to see his working of the in tractable metal. Mr. Bishop, who gets most of his supply of metal from the Ural mountains, in llussia, has been working platinum for forty years. In 1815 he took a premium, but at that time the demand for platinum was so small that it only occupied him one day in the month, using the metal principal ly for rivets to fasten artificial teeth. Before the engineers Mr. Bishop melted a piece of platinum with the cube that a plumber melts lead. The ictense heat used may be imagined when it is known that a steel file held in the blast burned like a piece of wood. The Bussian government used platinum in its coin uge until 18C4, when about 2,500,000 worth of platinum coins had been struck. No less than six lines of railway ui w under construction in Africa.
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