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VOLUME 25.
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CEDE 10 ME IN DREAB.
Come in beautiful dreams, love,
Ohl come to me oft ;
When the wings of sleep,
•
'On my bosom lie soft.
•Ohl•come when the sea,
In the moon's gentle light;
Beats low on the ear,
Like the pulse•of the night—
When the sky and the wave,
Wear-the-the
n the dew's on the flower
And the star on the dew.
'Come in beautiful Brea ms, love,
Ohl come and we'll stray, .
Where the whole year is crowned,
With the blossoms of May—
Where-each sound is as sweet,
As the echo .of a dove,
AncLthe gales are as soft
As the breathing of love;
Where the beams kiss the waves,
And the waves kiss the beach,
And our warm lips may catch,
lesson they teat]
'Come in beautiful dreams, love,
Oh ! come and we'll fly,
Like two winged spirits
Of love through the sky;
With hand clasped in hand,
On our dream wings we'll go,
Where starlight and moonlight
Are blending their glow ;
.And on bright clouds we'll linger
Through long dreamy hours,
Till love's iingeN envy •
The heaven of ours.
tlistellaurous• ,
THE ISLAND MYSTERY.
BY ARTHUR L. DESERVE
The United States sloop of war, 'Victor",
Capt. Granger commanding, was moving,
slowly along beneath the influence of a
light breeze, in the Indian ocean.
The Victory had been stationed there
but a short time, and the novelty of their
ptmition had not yet worn oil; either to of
ficers or men.
Thus far they experienced nothing but
the delights of the station, with none ofita
drawbacks.
The sea had been as calm and delightful
BS an inland lake, and the island's which
.ever and anon they visited, were to them
like so many miniature Paradises.
No sickness as yet had come among
them., Sand the fierce typhoon had not
threatened to send the gallant sloop to the
bottom.
}Win the captain down to the smallest
midshipman, all were contented,and look
ed forward to a go:id deal of pleasure in
the endless summer which stretched out
before them. To only one on the sloop
.did their position bring gloomy thoughts.
This was none other than Captain Grang
er himself.
A few years before, the treacherous se-is
which now lay so smiling about them, had
robbed him of all he held the most dearin
the world.
His wife and child had been on their
return home in a merchantman, from
where he had left them, and the vessel had
foundered and gene down beneath the
treacherous wave...
Only halt a dozen from the whole crew
had escaped to tell the tale of their mis
hap. The rest had met a watery grave..
In a small boat they had been dashed
about at the mercy of the waves for many
hours, and then more dead than alive they
Lad been thrown upon a small island, from
which they had been rescued by a passing
vt..sel.several months afterwards. •
This had chanced three years before,
and now as Captain Granger found his
vessel plowing the same waters, the thought
of his loved ones was ever uppermost in
his mind, and often he found himself im
agining that he was saiiing above the cor :
al Lrraie in which they were resting.
.11)e constant thoughts gave a sad case
to his countenance, audit was apparent to
both officers and men that thoughts of the
past, were ever uppermost in his mind.
They had heard the story of his loss,
and time and again it was repeated thro'
the ship.
On the particular day in which our sto
ry opens, the Captain chanced to be in the
cabin, while on deck was his first officer
in charge.
• As •we have said, the sea was almost
unruffled; for only a slight breeze was
blowing, whilo the sun was shining bright
ly in the heavens above.
With his sword drawn in his hand, the
first officer, Lieut. Carter, paced up and
down the deck, dividing his thoughts be
tween his duty, and those dear to him
whom he had left at home.
From this occupation he was startled by
a cry from a young midshipman, who was
standing near.
•What do you mean by this outcry?"
demanded the,officer stepping up to him.
The youth pointed away towards a i small
island which uprose from the water some
half a league distant. It appeared to be
nothing but a high mass of barren rooks
which had been upbeaved by some great
convulsion of nature.
"There is some one on the rock yonder,
sir," he said, touching his hat to his supe
rior of they l are making signs
1,0 ainfitri our utieutiou...
"Ju what direction ? Ido not zee thorn,"
"Yonder, high on the highest edge of
the cliff When I saw them first, I thought
they were huge birds resting there; but
I can see that 'they are human be
ll
•You are right," said the officer. "A
them now, and they are making signals
as. Go to the cabin and summon the
Aptain. This matter must be attended
to. It may be that there are some poor
shiTrecked beings there."
• Walter Corwine, for this was the youth's
name hastened at once on his errand, and
in a little while he returned, followed by
the captain, who bore a speaking trumpet
in his hand. _ _ .
"Where are they , ?" he asked, glancing
away to the high cliffs . before them.
"Yonder, sir. Can you not see them ?"
said Walter,' pointing away towards the
island.
"I - do now," said the captam, "or rath,
er it is the white signal waving there that
catches my eye. We'will send a boat to
the island at once, Mr. Carter, he said, ad
dressing the officer ; "though from the
looks . of the shore, I don't think that a
landing can be affected. But I will hail
them now, so that they may know that wu
have seen them." ,
Suiting the action to the word, Captain
Granger—placed the trumpet to his lips,
and shouted with all the strength of his
lungs, conveying the intelligence that they
h .
were discovered. Then he turned and
gave orders for the boat to be lowered at
on
es.
But little time was lost in so doing.—
The breeze which had been growing less,
had by this time almost died away,' and
the sloop was almost becalmed.
The captain had thought of going him
self; but at the last moment he chatiged
his mind, and gave place to Lieut. Car
ter. Walter.Corwine, having• asked per
mission, was _allowed to go, and the boat
being filled with its compliment of men,
pushed off, and the blades of the rowers
dipped into the water, and sent it at a
swift pace across the shining waves in the
direction of the island.
The signal upon the — clifrwas still wav
ing, and' for a little time they could see
those beneath it, who kept it in motion;
but as they.came closer under the cliffs, it
was hidden from their sight, and turning
their eyes from it, they sought for some
spot where they could effeet a lauding
from' the rocky mass before them.
But this was no easy task to perform.
In most places high walls of rock rose
from the water's edge, and towered bun- .
dreds of feet towards the blue sky. In oth
ers there were great, jagged rocks, among
which the breakers murmured, and t►rq'
which a boat could not pass.
The search was a long one, but at last
they found a spot where they determined
to try to effect a landing ; and heading
the boat for the shore, they sent her thro
the snit to the gravelly beach beyond,
urn which they leaped, eager to find who
it was that had signaled them from that
desolate place.
Hauling 'up the boat, they left one of
the men in charge of it, and then sprang
over the rocks in the direction of the spot
where they had seen the signal.
But before they had gone over half the
distance, they beheld the object of their
search descending towards them.
It was a woman and a child, whom,
from their feat4res, they judged to be of
the same race as themselves.
But they would never have known it
from their complexion, or from the gar
ments they wore.
The portion of their skin which had
been exposed to the sun's rays, was as
brown. as a native of the South Seas.
Their garments, by which they essayed
to cover there nakedness ; were torn and
patched in many places, and looked as
though they would have long since fal
en from their limbs, had they not been
repeatedly mended, with a material which
looked much like the skin of fish. .
Hurriedly they came flown over the
rocks, but as they drew near, the child
tried to hide itself behind .its companion,
as though the sight of a white man was
an object of terror to it.
They were close to them, when a shout
higher upon the rocks caused both them
surd our friends to gaze in that direction.
A party of natives of the islands adja•
cent, if not of the one they were on, were
hastily approaching them with loud shouts
and angry gesticulations.'
"save us save us !" cried the woman
springing towards them. "Do not let
those monsters again get us in their pow
er !"
This was uttered in very good English,
and Lieut. Carter replied :
"Have no fear, my good woman, they
shall do no harm, and if they want a taste
of cold lead, let them come on."
It seemed that those in pursuit were
not for such a meal, for they paused upon
the rocks some little distance away, where
they remained, making furious gestures,
at the party below.
"Who are yon, and how came you in
this dreary place ?" asked the officer, as he
gazed curiously upon the uncouth and
trembling pair before him. • ,
"I am anAmerican woman, and this is
my child. Years ago we were cast away
in these waters, and thrown upon this is
land, and here we have remained ever
since. The natives who belong to the is
lands near here made us slaves, but would
not take us home with them. Many times
I tried to attract the notice of passing ves
sels, but could not, for so sure as there was
a chance, they were here to prevent me ;"
and with a shudder, she pointed to the gib
bering group above them.
"Thank Heaven I your trials are over,"
exclaimed Lieut. Carter. "You shall go
witli us, my poor woman, and shall be a
bundrntly provided for. But cannot you
tell how lone you have led this life ?"
"Di o. it seems to me as though it might
be ten years, yet it may not be that for,
WAYNESBORO', fRANICIAN COUNTY, PA., TIIVRSDAY, NAY 1, 1873.
my child here should be larger,were it so
long as that. It is all summer here.; and
I cannot tell how the seasons went; but oh!
it has been so long !"
The natives were now coming closer ,
I and from their actions,our friends-tlumg4
they meant fight. Lieut. Carter- would
have liked nothing better than to have
punished them. So he gave the word to
return to the boat and in a few minutes.
they had embarked and the rowers were
sending it swiftly towards the ship.
Captain Granger stood by the side, and
when he saw what the boat contained, he
turned as pale as death; and those who
stood near him thought that he would fall
to the deck. But he did not, and stood
motionless while the rescued ones were as
sisted over the side near where he stood.
Once upon the deck, the eyes of the wo
man fell upon his face. For_a_moment
she stood as in a dream, and then With a
wild cry, she sprang towards 'him.
"0, Charles, my husband !" she cried.
"My Gcd I The sea has given up its
dead I" cried the captain; and the next
moment he had clasped mother and child
in a warm embrace.
There was great rejoicing on board the
Victory that day. From the highest to
the. lowest, all partook of it, for Charles
Granger declared that it should be a holi
day, and as little work done on it as possi-,
hle. As for himself, every day thereafter
was one of, thanksgiving to him.
A RECREANT LOVER.
• A RacineT(Wis.) paper furnishes the
following : "Frank Powell is a youthful
shoemaker, who worki in Joe Miller's boot
and shoe factory. Frank is a susceptible
youth, and his tender heart was smitten
by the beauty and grace of one of the girls
employed in the ,factory. Now Frank is
—or was—not a bad looking fellow, and
the ,Maiden returned the tender passion,
,anll Frank won her blushing consent 'Le
become his bride.
Then for a time all went happily. As
he eat : at his work pegging soles, h e
_thought of two souls iv,tth but a single
thought, and pennsively pegged away.—
'Time passed on with leaden wings, and as
:the hour approached for the happy consu
Elation ' the impatience of the lovers in
creased. A week ago last Saturday he
went, to the priest's house to be published
in the church next Sunday, as is the cus
torn of those of the Catholic faith. The
priest being absent, he was told to call a
gain, but everything was finally arranged
and last Tuesday they were to have been
married.
During all this time the young maiden
had been busy. The wedding , feast was
prepared, her dress, with a trail three quar
tens of a yard long, as he desired it, was
all finished, and all that was necessary
was for the priest to make them man and
wife according to the solemn ceremonies
of the church ; when without a word of
warning Powell took the ears and went to
:Chicago, leaving the poor girl to mourn
in her wedding dress with a trail three
quarters of a. yard long—with the wed
ding feaBt untested. His reasons for such
conduct were that the girl, was too poor to
buy the outfit.
Now, when it is known that she sup
ports an aged father, and two little sisters
out of her earnings, and that 'ehe would
not take anything from them to deck her.:
self in finery, it will be admitted that his
conduct was disgraceful, and that he was
no way deserving so good a wife as she
would have made. Last Saturday he re
returned to town—and it coming to the
knowledge of the shopmates of the injured
maiden, they held an indignation meeting,
when it was resolved by them that if Frank
Powell ever stuck his nose inside that shop
they would fix him. Ah ! heartless deceiv
er! he little dreamed what was in store
for him. Fix him ? You bet he was fix
ed!
Monday morning , with more cheek than
a house pig„ he stepped into Miller's office.
As he did so the door behind him was
locked and the , key mysteriously disap
peared. Just then he was confronted by
the girl he had so faithfully promised to
marry ; behind her were ten fierce damsels
just aching to, get at: him. The girl re
proached him for running away; he uh
dertook to talk back; she slapped his face.
Whang went a bottle of liquid blacking
into his face. The bottle broke and the
blacking ran over him. He kicked and
swore, and tore round ; the girls screeched
and screamed. Oh, it was lively.
At this moment the girl who had been
so cruelly treated, seized a two gallon pot
of warm glue and poured it on his devoted
head. He was the sickest looking shoe
maker about that time that was ever in
this city. Still the combat deepened, and
but for some one unlocking the door, so
that he was enabled to escape, there is no
telling what the indignant maidens would
have done. Powell dove into another
room and, commenced to scrape himself;
he scraped and scraped and kept on sera
ping—he-s probably scraping yet. There
was a poetic sort of justice in thus daub
ing 'him with that glue, for if he don't
stick to his word he has something that
will make him stick hereafter. The boys
in the factory hearing of the way the girls
had treated Powell, gave them an oyster
supper that evening. •
The different ranks and orders of man
kind may be compared to as many streams
and rivers of running water. All pro
ceed from an original small and obscure
source ; some spread wider, travel over
more countries and make more noise in
the passage than others, but all tend alike
to au ocean where distinction ceases, and
where the largest and most celebrated
rivers are equally lost and absorbed with
the smallest and most unknown streams.
Old maids are said to be rare in China
bui. rare old china is frequently Mond a
mong nld maids.
• For the Village Record.
Ell HORRIBLE lUD.
By JOHN BMWS, JIL
Oh! the.street. the horrible street,
Filled with soft mud,:black,shiny and deep;
Over the shoe-tops, over t e eet,
Splashed all over the people yon meet,
Dashing,
Splashing,
Surely the mud'ean do nothing but wrong,
Falling alike on clothing and •cheek,
Into the mouth as it opens to • speak ;
Foul as a fiend and tenacious as death.
Horrible mud, from the regions beneath,
Oh! the mud,•the horrible mud,
How the pulse quickens and stirs up the
blood, . ,
, •
Speeding along in a maddening race,
Jostling each other regardless of grace,
Rushing,
Crushing,
Pushing by,
Mud on the shirt-front, mud in the eye ;
Even the dogs, with an instinct ever ready,
Snap at the legs already unsteady ' ;
The people despair, the true and the good
Their faith in commissioners lies buried in
mud.
How the sad crowd goes wading along,
Crushed are their spirits,no humor. no song
How the horses dabbled with anger splash
by—
Seen-for-
moment
Stumbling,
• Into the flood,
Down to the depths of the horrible mud—
Mud so foul, as it lies on the ground,
The brutes e'en avoid it when space can be
found,
To be trampled and tracked to our houges
so neat,
Till they're ruined by filth from the horrible .
- street.
Once I was clean as the snow—but I fell—
Fell like proud Lucifer into this muddy well!
Fell, to cove - r - With filth of the street,
To be laughed at and pittied—l'd rather be
Nat—
Cursing,
Shivering,
Suppressing a cry,
Selling my clothes to whoever would buy;
In anger and shame, with sudden emotion
Leaving the land to rove on the ocean:
There, thanks to heaven, though midst tem
pest and flood
I forever am free from the
. horrible mud.
PITTSBURG, April, 1873.
THE LAST RELIC.
They tell of a young girl, some seven.
teen years of age, who clad in deep mourn
log, knocked at the door of a rich man's
house in one of our•large cities, and asked
eagerly for the owner. The servant, no
doubt partaking of the demeanor of his
master, who was deemed a harsh and se
vere man by all who knew him, was shout
to turn the suppliant from the door, when
her importunities touch'd a lingering chord
of sympathy in his heart, and he announ
ced her to the lordly owner of the mansion.
He was indeed a stern man, and, appar
ently, hard and unfeeling in his nature.
There were deep wrinkles on hiS brow,
which seemed to denote that he had not
passed through life without partaking of
some of its sorrows and many of its cares.
He was in deep reverie when the servant
entered, perhaps—counting his gains, Or,
it may be, bringing back the past before
him as in a glass, and counting up, his
hours from childhood to his weary age.—
Who knows ? How few care 1 But strange
it was, even to his servant, who knew so
well the.forhidding nature of his master,
when, after a moment's hesitation, the rich
man. said, "Let her come in."
In a moment the poor girl was in his
presence. It was a strange contrast, that
weak trembling being, treading upon soft
carpets in the meek habiliments of pover
ty, in the presence of the owner of mil
lions—she in deep humility, and he in all
the lordliness of great wealth. She stood
before him, and in low, trembling tones,
that were full of melancholy sweetness,
said,—
"Sir, I am a stranger, and in distress.
I am a fatherless child, and my loved
mother is now severely ill. Tor months
my hands have labored to sustain her, but
poverty comes. too fast upon us, we are
poor but we are not beggars; we came
from a far country, and are strangers.—
One by one we have parted with all our
valuables, and here is the last relic of a
loved father. He gave it to me as a keep
sake—something to keep for his dear in em
ory ; but alas ! starvation is a stern thing,
and necessity knows no law. You are
rich—some say you are unkind, and yet I
have ventured ; will you buy it, sir ?" She
ceased speaking, and the rich man appear
ed touched. He looked at the speaker
with a glance in which tenderness seemed
struggling with morose feelings which had
for so many years congealed into ice the
more tender emotions of his nature.
"Look up, young lady," said he. His
voice had in it a tone of sympathy, which
gave her confidence, and she raised her
eyes timidly to the penetrating glance of
him in whose presence she stood.
"Let me examine the article which you
wish me to buy," he continued, "and al
though not doing business in that line,
yet, perhaps, I may be induced to help
your present necessities."
The girl, with trembling hands, took
from her neck a black ribbon, at one end
of which there was attached a rich jewel
of gold. It was of singUlar shape, and
upon its two sides were engraved certain
characters of which
,its pleading possessor
knew not the meaning, and yet she prized
it much, as the gift of a dearly loved par
ant • and na aba almnsit rallintantly rtlarcul
it in the hands of him whom she had
sought to be its iretrchaser, she pleaded :
' 4
When times comes good again, sir, I
can buy it back again; but oh ! buy it nciw,
'sir, that I may buy bread for my mother
and procure that medicine which her mal
adY requires
The-rich-man hAd aken_the jewel in
his hands, he passed the ribbon through
his angers, and at last looked upon' the
article he was solicited to buy. Why does
be start? why turn ghastly pale, and then
sink into the richly cushioned hoir that
was behind him, cover his face with his
hands and weep like a chile Why press
that jewel to his lips, then to his breast,
and' weep ?
Reader, do you ask why ? Let me tell
yOfi. The jewel; thelast relic of that poor
unfriended girl and her afflicted mother,
was that of a Mark Master, and it belong
ed to the only brother of him to whom
it was offered for. sale. Oh how deep
waa the struggle within that man's breast!
He was rich in all that this world can af
ford of worldly wealth, but meagre in
those deep amidear affections which make
life desirable. He had lived for himself
'and had hoarded up the dross of wealth,
and porinitted the fountains of deep af
fection to dry up in his soul. He had for
gotten his kindred.; he remembered not
the old homestead, nor the familiar faces
that used to bless him by the fireside.—
But not, as if Providence had directed it
all, a little jewel, his brother's mark, come
to him, even as the day star comes to the
devotee, to direct his thoughts to heaven,
and humanize his feelings. The - strong
man-was-s ttbdued was4lo-1-wirr-tl
_
Dabbling along
ost to the e
mark bound up in gold, but the manmade
and renewed in the image of the God of
Love !
But let him weep ; the tears ' will do
him good, for they are not only tears of
contrition for past sins of omission, but
props that will bring a blessing on more
than one sorrowing heart. Hear him,
while he speaks.
"Young lady, I do not ask your name.
The man who owned this jewel was the son
of my father, and my brother, by a tie
almost-as—sacred-as - that - of - blood. Was
he your father? Tell me !"
"He was my father, sir ?"
. "Then I am yUnk, uncle, take me to
your mother. Ifeneeforth our fortunes
are one ; my home shall be yours, and
you shall be my- daughter."
* * * * * * *
There were three happy hearts that day
in a small house in one of the lanes of
that crowded city—a tall dark looking
man, with iron-gray hair and strong fea
tnres, yet now bearing a subdued aspect
and a moistened eye,, a widowed invalid,
with a placid smile irradiating her calm
and beautiful features, and a yonng girl,
gentle in her subdued beauty, blessing
God that His smiling had sanctioned TEtz
LAST RELIC.
It pays to be honest. It pays in more
ways than one. It not only pays in the
satisfaction it brings, but in the long run
it pays in dollars and cents. The mechan,
ic, the merchant, the manufacturer, the
lawyer—in fact, every man that seeks ad
vancment through his labor will find that
honesty is not only the best policy, but
the best stock in trade he can possibly
'have. It may take longer to earn a for'
tune by honest labor, but once earned, it
will last longer and buy mote solid c om
fort than double the amount earned by
'dishonest means. Thera is something bet
ter than wealth. Integrity is priceless.—
Money cannot buy it. The rich man may
envy the poor man his possession, yet the
rich can have it if they seek it from the
beginning. Start right young man. Let
no ambitious wispers lead you astray.' Be
determined to deal on the square with
your fellowmen. Every dollar thus earn
ed will bring a blessing to your hesrt. If
you can't make money honestly you had
better remain poor all yoUr life. It will
not pay to - exchange your honesty for a
fewflollers and cents. M.iiey made by
cheating your neighbors will burn into
your conscience and destroy forever your
earthly happiness. Does ambition lead
the citizen to high political power ? Let
him understand that the only sure foot
hold in climbing the rugged steep of-fame
is honesty of purpose. He may have
brilliant ability, may charm the eye and
please the enr, but if he lacks integrity he
lacks one great element of lasting power.
If he is false to himself he will be false to
others, and his fall will be as certain as
his elevation was rapid. The wrecks of
ambitious statesmen are to be seen on ev
ery side. They have ability; they 'had
the confidence of the people ; they were
elevated to power and influence, but they
lacked honesty and they fell—moral
wrecks made so by their owh folly. Let
their fate be a warning to public men.—
Let personal integrity be the priceless jew- ,
el that'money can neither buy nor sell.—
The fame that is built upon honesty will
stand like the shaft of granite, the emblem
of beauty and eternal strength.
We once saw a young man gazing at
the *ry heavens, with a t in 1 Oar and a
of pistols in the other. We endeav
ored to attract his attention by referring
to a Q in a paper held in 1 Air relating
2 a man in that § of the country who had
left his home in a state of mental derange
went. He dropped the t and pistols from
his 11ar'.4147 with the ! "It is I of whom
IT read. I left home b 4 my friends knew
of my design. I had sO the Dor of a girl,
who refused to lislo 2 me, but smiled be9ly
on another. I --ed madly front the
house, uttering.a wild ! to the god of love,
and without replying to the ? ? ? of my
friends, came here with this '.and
of pistols to put a . to my existence.
ease has no II in this §."
irrical moo "soya its. ra own' wit-Avg Whams..
ed Mr. Quilp, but other parts of the coun
try have very singular ones.
Honesty Pays.
LOST IN A CAVE.
The Hannible, Mo., Courier says : Soj
days ago we mentioned the fact tha•
mouth of an extensive cave had bi
earthed in a stone • uarry in Soutj
nible. Since its 'iscovery 'as 'een a
favorite resort for boys, who have daily
made explorations of the vast subterran
ean labyrinth. Yesterday, however, an
expedition was organized to explore the
cave, the adventures of which are destin•L
ed to give the newly-discoVered cavern lo
cal fame and history that will not soon be
forgotte-n. The lads composing the party
were five in number, from -
old.
• The boys entered the cave about •10 o'
clock yesterday morning, each profided
with a small bit of candle two or three
inches long, all burning at once, and the
torch light prosession marched through
the silent depths very gaily and happily,
looking for curiosities and. searching for
strange scenes. Our heroes had determin
ed to make a thorough exploration of the
unknown cavern, and went on, and on,
through the winding rifts and fissures of
the rocks until their candles had nearly.
burned out, and when they attempted to
return they found themselves in the con
dition of the five foolish virgins, and were
left in total darkness to grope and crawl
amid mud and dirt, Sharpe stones and jag
ged rocks. -
None of the parents of the boys missed
them- until late in the evening, and upon
iii&TitilifFed - thattliey - •had - g - one - into - the
cave at the hour named; since which time
they had not been seen or heard of. A
bout , five o'clock last evening the alarm
was given that five bo7s were lost in the
cave, and in a short tune a large crowd,
estimated at five_hundredAo_six hundred
persons, was gathered about its mouth, a
mong them fathers, mothers, brothers, sis
ters, relations and friends of the lost chil
dren, all in terrible suspense, and sheding
many bitter tears, and their feelings dur
ing the long and - painful hours of search
can be better imagined than here describ
ed.
Searching parties were organized to ex
plore the cavern, and as they would re
turn with no tidings of the lost ones ma
ny parent's heart were filled with anguish
and all manner of horrid deaths were
conjured upon as having befallen the lit
tle fellows who were thus buried live.—
Small persons were in demand to enter
the cave and look for the lost ones, as ow
ing to the forination of the rifts, it is ini•
possible for a large person to squeeze
through in many places, and money was
freely offered for volunteers to prosecute
the search, as well as a reward for the
one who should bring out the boys.
Several parties returned from the cav
ern witnout gaining any trace of the boys,
and the hours of Suspense seemed like,
days—midnight was approaching, dnd
still a largecro*Otood araund the dread
etiening,and ng those present were ma,
ny ladnlt . tides were furnished in a
bundance, While balls, of twine were pro
vided and led‘n through the windings of
the cave to attrd a guide for those who
entered to return. CharlMcDaniel al
so took in with him, in h i"first explora
tion, a paint pot. and brush, w,ith which
he marked arrows on the rocks_pointing
towards the mouth of the cave. These
precautions enabled those who entered to
easily find the way out.
Shortly after eleven o'clock last night
a party of five was organized for the next
effort. They entered and followed up the
twine, six balls of which had been used
in tracing the windings of the cave. Hero
they discovered the tracks of the lost boys *
who had crawled through a very small
crevice, Charles McDaniel here took the
lead, and after crawling some distance
through a rift just large enough to admit
his body, he called out, when from the
dark, unknown depths beyond, he heard
a faint response, which he said sounded
like the squeak of a mouse. He crawled
on still further and called again, when a
nearer and louder response greeted him ;
again he crawled forward, lighting up the
darkness beyond him with a bull's-eve
light which he carried with him, when he
heard a voice exclaim: "Oh, I see a light."
Soon he caught sight of the little fel
lows all huddled together in an opening
between two vast rocks, one under them
and one above, with barely room for them
to even stand, on their hands and knees,
while in width in most places it'was bare
ly sufficient to admit of the passage of
one at a time. As ho came near them,
and the boys caught sight of.his fate, Da
na McDaniel exclaimed, "0, thank God,
there is my brother !" and the little fel
lows she'd tears of joy at their deliverance
from their long and painful confinement.
They were completely exhausted, and
when the welcome voice came to their ears
through the awful darkness the little fo
lows were looking for an open space where
they could lie down altogether end take
a sleep.
Nine Ways to Commit Suicide.
1.-Wear narrow,dhin shoes.
2. Wear a `•snug" corset
& Sit up itt hot, unventilated rooms till
midnight.
4. Sleep on feathers in a final', close
room.
5. Eat food rapidly and at irregular in
tervals.
6. Use coffee, tea, spirits and tobacco
7. Stuff yourself with cake, confectiona
ry and sweetmeats, and swallow a few pat
eat medicines to get rid of them.' '
8. Marry a fashionable woman and live
beyond your income.
9. Employ a fashionable and needy doe
tor to attend to you in every slight ail
meut.
A wit being requested j to ray a 'good
hing,' laconically responded `•Oyhters.'
SZOO PER. YEAR
NUXBER 4,,k
lit and Xamor.
Since ladies have taken to using pews
papers fbr, bustles, publishers complain
that their fair subscribers are more in ar-
A Dayton , clergyman frankly says l a. >:
has little holies ofsqueezing through the
golden gates. He has-solemnized 3,285
marriages. , •
A lady, 'Speaking of the gathering of
lawyers to dedicate a new court house,
said she su 'posed they had gone "to view_
the ground where they must sliktly Le.'
A young lady, on being , asked where'
was her native place, replied; "I; k*ve.7
none, I am the daughter of a .Iklettio(tist,
minister."
"Are you the mate of the'ship?" ask4A:
an emigrant of the cook, who was
Tishman. "No, sir '
" was the reply, "I ant
the man who cooks the Mate." • ,
Josh Billings gives the following advice.
to young men : "Don't be discouraged ii
yer mustach don't grow ; it sometimes hap
pens where a mustach dus the best noth
ing else does so well."
"Mike, will you comein end take.,a
drink? Mike looked at the lan for the._
space of half a minute, and then rolling ;
his eyes upward;ver, softly said: •".I Vitt
A merchant in Topeka recently _Jost:
$450 in cash. As his wife and oneloa,
clerks have not been seen • since, he
prehensive that they were murdered 'Tor .
the money.
While a clergyman of the Methodist
order was praying at a camp meeting in a
most fervent manner for the power of the
devil to be curtailed, a zealous old 'negro
man loudly exclaimed :" Amen, yes; bless'
God, cut the tail smack, smoove of
: d
A Davenport man, with three mar.
riageable daughters, has posted the follow
ing notice over his bell-pull : "Wood, 86.
a cord ; coal; 30 cents a bushel ; gas, derii
and bad. Parties staying after nine o'clock
will please settle quarterly."
The ladies of Belleville, 111., have can
vassed their towns and alleviated all cases
of suffering they could. They were oblig
ed to marry off thirteen disconsolate old
bachelors before their task was complet
ed.
An old German .while on his way from-
Indianapolis to Lafayette froze his nose.
While thawing the frozen out of that very
necessary member he remarked : By tam I
Ino undersands dis ting. I haf carry dot
nose forty-seven year, and he never frized
himself before.
A bright little boy, hearing his father
say that a, man ought to "stick to his bus
Mess," emptied a bottle of mucilage in
the old gentleman's office chair. .Tbnold
man says he has not been stilnk
since .1857, and rewarded his offsp*g by
taking him on a whaling trip tb - 4,40J/ack.
cellar. . •
,
Tom TIM TRUTH.-"I say, fellisws,''
remarked a loafer to some of his compan
ions. "Let us see who can tell the big
gest lie."
"All right," said one. "I'm the big
gees tfool in America."
"Oh shaw I exelamed the first contemnt
uously ; "We agreed to tell nothing .but
lies, end you commenced by telling the
truth."
At Point-Creek, Jackson county, a tra
der had bought sheep of a resident. —0
Resident had one more to sell, when, the:
followiug. conversation eu.sued :
Trader—"ltll give you two dollars for
that sheep."
Resident—'
"It's worth five dollars."
T.—lt ain't, worth two dollars."
R.—lt's worth five dollars."
T--"It flint."
B. (drawing a large navy)—"What's
that there sheep worth ?".
• T.—" Under the circumstances, I think
it's worth nigh unto six dollars."
They traded forthwith. •
Hoping against Hope.
There are several residents of Detroit
whose friends took passage on the missing
City of Boston, which went down to hen
ocean grave in such a mysterious.manner
that her fate has never been apertained.
Although so long a time has elapsed since
the steamer was given up, there are those
here who have the strongest faith that at
least some of the passengers were cast a
way on some shore or island, and will
some day make their escape to tell the sad
story. One of these is a woman of sixty,
whose manly and promising son was one
of the passengers. She has subSeribed for
-a Boston paper for tio other reason than
that she thinks the prt of that city will
be the first to receive the news of the ship.
As regular as the paper is received she,a
pens it in the hope thather son's fate may
be explained, and disappointment only
engenders new hope. His plate is kept
at the table, and to ahriost every friend
who call she says. "I have not yet heard
from William, but. I hope to this *ea. "
The neighbors feel that the hope is the
only sunlight of her life .and encourage
her m it. No one but a mother could
hope thus against all the rest ,of the.,,
world, and none but a mother's heart can
continue so.faithful through all the lung
mouths since the missing steamer, sq pea
oily freighted with human souls, pluinged
da tmto 11.2.446011, 04i1 M. M.O Crit,llll._
to pieces on the 'reckS of some forbidd.Oti
shore, 7t •