71::....'.'it'''::ill . iiti_ifiitib':. BY W. BLAIR: VOLUME 24. *tint pottrg. ME MET OF MAN "Each has a secret self—an inner life Of hopes and fears, High aspirations, doubtings, calm andstrife, And and-tears. "No . eye but God's within the veil can look ; Unto the world 'The human heart is an unopen book— A. banner furled. "A mighty ocean, to whose lowest deeps We cannot see— A secret treasury, of which heaven keeps The master-key. •"An unsolved, awful mystery sublime T\ e'er understood— ,.A.:battle-field,where virtue strives with crime Evil with good. ."The angels of our kind and adverse fate Are marshaled there ; Light grappling with darkness,love with hate Hope with despair. one ever pass iesecre That guards the heart, It is a crypt ourselves cannot explore In every part. "We are not as as we seem -Z-for oft the eye Belies the breath ; The lips'cry peace when haggard care is nigh And wild unrest. `Measure the s%ln,beams, compass sea and land Ovation's plan, 'Find cut! "I'Nfere easier than to'utderstand Ttte heart of man ati is( en ant 0u grading. A 'THRILLING INCIDENT. In 1848 a circumstance.occured iu the city of New Orleans, which at the time ,created great excitement that aillictea the ,entire population. Au old merchant, high ,lysenneeted, wealthy, and of distinguish ed social. pssition 4 one night mysteriously Idisappearefl. His family were in intense ,distress, and his business in consequent ,disorder. 'lle left his store at a late hour ,ostensibly .to go home; but befoae going, ,contrary to his usual practice, put into his pocket a large sum of money. His way lead along Peters Street, on the bank °ft. is river, but far down iu the Third district of the city. His life may have been sacrificed and his houy thrown into the flood that rolled at his feet. Po lice regulations at that time were bad, and crimes of this description were not unfre ,quently perpetrated. A little way hack from the greet was a ruinous half tumbling to decay, and inhabited by a numilier of people, men and women, in ured to vice and living by robbery. Among the bank notes Mr. Cosby was know,n to possess was one for 000 with the word "Canal" written on the back.— Therest were of various. &nom inatiorts and without peculiar identity. Mr. I— and myself visited the resi dence of the missing man, at the request ,of his wife; and by her we were charged with the duty of tracing crut and bring ing to justice his supposed murderers.— She was ft tall elegant looking lady, of .commanding presence and great culture. .The wealth other rich beauty and mind were inherite4 by her d au g hter, a girl scarcely twenty. The terrible bereave meat had parAli . zed the senses of the moth . - er,;bni had arouSed the energy and fire ,of the young girl's nature. .More like a beautiful Nemesis than ordinary woman, she appeared to us. As we entered the room she was in the act of consoling the mother. The long black hair had escap ed from its confinement, and had almost enveloped her person in its ebony tresses. The great luminous eves were tearful, but flashing and full of are. The face was dark with the blood of her. Spanish race, hut the figure was queenly, slender and faultless to a model. Starting up as we .entered the room, she inquired very hast ily, and almost fiercely, f thought : "Are you the detectives ?" "We are," and I mentioned our names. "I' must speak to you in private," she said, and led the way to' an adjoining a partment. "What do you think of the matter," she asked when out of hearing of her mo ther. "As •yet an opinion would be mere guess-work," I replied. "Nevertheless I have come to one. I have no doubt that he was murdered, and that the deed was committed somewhere near the old ruinous building near the river." "Some suoh idea has crossed my mind, but there is no trace as yet which can lead to the proof of it." "We will find out, rest assured," she said, "and to this end you must co-oper ate with me, and now listen to what I have to say. To-night just at twelve o'clock precisely, do you two visit the old build ing. I will be there. Ask for the young woman who applied at nightfall to them for shelter. Let your object be, appar ently, to arrest her." "But I do not understand." "But you will. lam going there at dark, disguised as a beggar girl. By the time you come my information will haye been collected." "I will read the guilty secret," she said '•if the criminal is there, however deep in his heart he may burry it." Strange as it may appear, I made no attempt to dissuade her from her Purpose. I could not. I felt as if the beautiful creature exercised over me a magnetic c-on Those acquainted with the city at this period, can term some idea of the danger of the plot we had formed. To us it - was a matter of daily occurrence. But for the young girl, inexperienced and tenderly nursed, to thrust herself into the very house of the unscrupulous and desperate wretches who were suspected of this crime was simply appalling. It would not do, however, to go to the place before the _hour_appointed for our coming, for that would defeat the object in view. It was therefore with many misgivings and un easiness but poorly concealed, we bided our time. But we determined to be there at the very moment, and the clock was on the stroke of midnight when we knock ed at the door. The,outside of.the house gave no signs of life within. The shut ters were securely fastened, and no ray of light penetrated the darkness ; but muf fled sound of voices reached our ears, un-. til our knocks hushed them to a whisper. There was a momentary hesitation, as if b counselina together, and then the door was opened wide. • It was a low room, dusty and brown from age. About a dozen persons were seated around, but every eye was turned to the door. Two men had risen to their feet and stood in an attitude which might -mean-defense before the fire-place; but the object that attracted our attention was a young girl sitting in the corner of the apartment. Her face, was as dark as a gypsy's, and the long hair-hung loose to her shoulders ; her dress was of poor ma • terial, ragged and unclean. Patches and rents had almost changed its hue and dis guised its texture. She seemed too thinly clad for that cold night, and her slender frame shivered as if from cold, as the chilly air from the open door swept in. "What do you want V" was the stern question addressed to us by one of the men ,at the fire. Dethre I had time to reply the girl sprang to her feet and spoke in-. stead : ".krrest these men !" Here _voice was low, but ber face flashing on the light of the fire, was that of the Nemesis I - had seen that day. inner goer There was a short fierce struggle, and the men were in our power. The girl then walked to a place in the floor, and touching a concealed spring lifted a trap door. bhe bade Mr. lift the box that lay in the hidden place. The' lid was wrenched off, and in it were the old merchant's money, papers and pocket book. With the money was found the bill and the word tieanal," written across the back. It was not long before the men con fessed their crime. The old man had been murdered, and his body thrown into the ricer. The daughter accomplished her mis sion.. She had carried out her designs, and traced to their hiding places the prods of the murderer's crime. It is use less to state what " followed. Long years h Lye fled since then, and the Nemesis is yet among the living. Beautiful still, there are many hearts to grow glad at her smile, and share with her the joys of the home she charms. The Planets and their Inhabitants. 11. Figuier, Sr noted French scientific gentleman, says, that modern astrono my has demonktrated that there are other worlds than oyrs, that the earth simply makes a part of a class or a group ofsturs which do not differ essentially, and that there is an ininity of other gloves like it, proceeds to consider the internal afiitirs of the other worlds. Since there is nothing to distinguish the earth from the other planets of the solar system—Mercury, Ve nus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus,• and Neptune, he argues that we must find in the others as we find here—air and water, a hard soil, rivers and seas, mountains and valleys. There must be found also in them vegetation and trees, and traces covered with verdure and shade. There must be in them animals and even men, or at least beings superior to animals and corres pond ing to our human type. "Science has shown that the physical and climatological connections of the earth and the other planets are identical. On' these planets, as on the earth, the au u shines and disappears, yielding place to night, cold and - darkness succeed to heat "and light. In them, as ou the earth, the rich carpet of herbage covers the plains, and luxuriant woods covers the mountains. Rivers flow majestically off to the seas.— Winds blow regularly or irregularly and purify the atmosphere by mingling their strata charged in different degrees with the produce of the evaporation of their soiL In quiet nights, dwellers on these planets see the same heavenly spectacle that delights our eyes, the same constella tions, the same celestial visitors. They have panoramic views of the pl. globes with their followino of fait} elites and luminops stars snining li ly brandished torches. Once in there is a sudden luminous trail wl rows the heavens like a flash of si is a star that shoots and drops depths of space. Again, it is a cum a beautiful tail that comes to briny from worlds millions of miles awa; The planetary man,ae.cordin' g ti lief, corresponds to the terrestial the planet the process of creation gamied life must be the same as earth ; the successive order of appf of living creatures is the same as globe. And, like the terrestial m planetary man dies, is transforms death into a superhuman, and passe into ether. GOOD NATURE. As welcome as sunshine In every place Is the bedming approach Of a good-natured face As genial as sunshine, Like a warmth to imps: IA a good-natured word From a good-natured hen kV 4 1,1 1 J) #1•111i >tvi-z) ;7: 1 14 >0 ;312/, y 44 i&lh sk its kis si ;/S KIWI o kIEO )1 , :0 AtO >iv WAYNJESBORO 9 , FRANKLIN COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 22,1872. SINGULAR -CASE. It is only within the past century that , -the law has required' in case of murder, the finding and - identification of the vie tim. Previous to that, if a man disap peared, and .hii absence could not be ac counted for, a person to whom circumstan tial evidence pointed as his probable mur derer could be arrested and hanged for the alleged crime. • A most extraordina ry case, which occured during the war be tween England and France, at the be giniug of the present century, first called particular attention to the singular law, and was ultimately the cause of its being replaced by the statute as it now stands. The story is substantially as follows : Two Englishmen, uncle and nephew, took their quarters at a well-known inn in Portsmouth close to the pier—They were well received by the landlord, for they had plenty of money in their possess ion. The uncle, whom we will call Wil liam, suggested to his companion, who shall be called Robert, in the hearing of the landlord, that they should hand their money to their host for safe keeping.— Robert objected, and proposed that they should keep it on their persons. This was agrJed to. at night theysiccupied the same room and the same bed. The inn was an old -fashioned irregular betiding. their . bed-room the two men could enter a long passage which ran along the end of the house to the pier. They went to their room together about 11 o'clock at night. Next morning Robert entered the land lord's room in great haste, and asked the landlord whether he knew what had be come of his uncle. The landlord said he did not. At the same time he observed to his horror that the hands of R.thert were stained with blood. The landlord arose and suggested that they should go to the bed room together. They did so. On enter ing a terrible spectale met the landlord's gaze. The clothes of the bed which 11'10, evidently been occupied by two person were stained all over with blood.. The pillow was saturated with it. The wash basin and the stand were also bespattered with blood. On the dressing-table lay a large jockey or sailor's knife, the handle and blade all bloody. Drops of blood marked the floor from the bedside to the door which opened to the passage referred to. The landlord told Robert the case was a very suspicious one, and that ho must place it in the hands of the proper authorities. He did forthwith. Robert was arrested. On being searched, his clothes were found to be bloolly: - Blood stains were discovered in the passage from the bed-room doer to the water's edge, where apparently there had been a strug gle. On Robert were found the purse and papers of the missing man. Robert, who manifested coolness and presence of mind, told the following story: After his uncle and he had been iu bed a short time, the former who lay on the outside, complained that his nose was bleeding. Presently he got up and went to the washstand. He used water freely, but in vain. The bleeding continued,aud so violently that the. then both became a larmed. Robert suggested the application of cold iron to the,back of his uncle's neck. He took his jack-knife out of his pocket and applied it accordingly. In attending his uncle his hands and shirt were stained with blood. As the bleeding still contin ued, William dressed himself and said he would go out atthe side door and walk on the pier in the cold morning air. Before, doing so he handed his pocket book and purse to his nephew to keep until his re turn. Robert fell asleep after his uncle left and was astounded when he awoke in the morning to find that he had not returned. • Robert was indicted fbr murder—All the circumstances were against him. The jury believed that William bad been mur dered and his body carried down to the water and flung in. Robert was accord ingly convicted and sentenced to be hang ed and he was accordingly in a few days. Two years afterwards the missing man returned. He confirmed every word his nephew had uttered in his defence. When William reached the pier on the night of the ° supposed murder, he turned to the left, and had only gone a few paCes when he was pounced upon by a press-gang. He was overpowered and carried to a boat, and in an hour found himself ou board a british sloop of war in Southampton wa ters. The vessel was getting under way. In her he remained for three months with out a chance of writing to his friends.— Thou the ship was captured by a French frigate, and William spent twenty months in a French prison, On his release he re - " Heart Graves. The earth is a churchyard, full &graves - with no head stones, and no overgrowing grass-full of vaults, not built in the shape of dim chapels, nor upon green hillsides, lint borne about in living charnel houses, even in beating hearts. We walk with the dead under our feet, by our sidee, and, saddest of all, within-our-hearts, There are therein fewer graves -with stone col umns than without, Human beings have bright and idolized hopes, but they perish and are buried without epitaphs ; t h e y form expectations that fzil in a shaglemo. meat and are mourned for a kfetutes yet with an unspoken lamentation. There are more ashes in living beings than hi aculp tured funeral urns, and they are pala eeld ashes, too, that lie upon living coals of fire, till the flamo is smothered and gone ; cold ashes that aro swept from the ruins of such proud, high temples as youth,hopc and young love only build. They are heaped high over the dark ruins, and when a single ray of sunshine falls upon them, we smile•and are happy. Oh; how these temples have been wept for when they have fallen! How the gorgeous castles have been mourned for when they have crumbled, and - the brilliantly illuminated fancies, when they have faded in darkness! All iu silence have these graves been dug; bit ter tears have hallowed them when the companion on the pillow knows not that they were shed. The soul has prostrated itself in its sad cemetery when the world has nee the man or woman stand proudly erect. It has been said, that there are souls that have no summer, but it is not so ; if winter covers all it is because the spring flowers have died, and the young hopes have perished and been buried in those sad, sad, sepulchers ; the burial ser vices have often been said when God was the only priest, good angels the only pall bearers and the lone heart the only mourner. Brothers have made graves and sisters have not known it. Sisters have buried idols and brothers not known they were worshipped. Husbands have laid away the dead out of the sight of wives. 'Wives made sepulchers which husbands have never seen. No grass grows on these graves, no birds sing to them, and no fl owers spread their sweet perfume above them.— That "they are not dead, but sleeping," for the pale occupants glide in and out at all hours of life, and the resurrection is but the signal for a new burial. So we live, smile and count our joys, while we carry graves in onr bosoms, and have the dead ever for companions—dead hopes, dead loves, dead ambitions and de sires.. The heart gathers October leaves from its garden, and piles them high on its mould of death, but the gale of life drifts the:n off, and the tombs stand nak ed and forlorn. Sometimes we may read an inscription in the dimmed eye, and the silvered hair, the strange lines of care, and the bonded form; but usually each sees the dead of his own heart. When the morning of the resurrection comes to that phantom thing, which lies buried in human bosoms, we shall meet in the gates of the golden city, and the vast multitudes may come up purified and made beautiful, but no loz.ger mourned. Riches and Honors. A distinguished man lay on his death bed, when a great mark of distinction and honor was brought to him. Turning a cold glance on the treasure he would once have clutched with an -eager grasp, he said, with a sigh, "Alas! this is a very fine thing in this country; but I am go ing to a country where it will be of no use to me." Who can reflect without sadness on the closing moments of the gallant Gen. Neill ? His life-long dream was to obtain the little batoia and ribbon of marshal of France. Ho could not sleep after seeing it conferred on McMahen as a reward of valor in the battle of Mag enta. Before the nest engagement, he told his, friends that this time he would wiu the prize he so much coveted. The conflict was over and they sought him anxiously upon the gory field. They foUnd him. almost chrusivd beneath his war-horse, and the practiced eye of the surgeon . told him that life would soon be over. Word was sent to the Emperor, who quickly arrived, and taking from his own breast the badge of the marshal of France, he-placed it over the heart of his faithful follower. The life long dream was realized, and with a single throb of exult