For the Agitator. ClirUt Before Pilate. Swaying iq jippwrtwm Upon jpdems plains, lhe,o}iv« t fee Blinds' lreihulotts arti’ld )U sisterhood. Whoso deeply tooled fibers searody “«*<*. The flight of thewynd years, or Tiraaadeoay. Ob,land of, Proroiw! rear toy, ftHpn hewi, Drooping Ineath Asia’s serUc snq, and (Knife. Upon Ihy timexlad fanes. ” 1 Judean morn, Exbilenting and voloptootis, i Small the thousand. treasures scattered o.er. Land of the vine! Tby mountain steeps andpl(tlnji Bathed in the sunlighWamile through midnight letts While the aspising palm sprinkles the earth, As freely as the night Us dews. The rouble slept of Parian .purity, leading unto sum Pilale’a judgment hall j There, witli Uie swarthy brow and visage grim J edea's lawgivers decide hie fate. Their blood .is healed to inlensest glow By the fierce glaring of a. tropic aun. Dark-browed and savage looking men, With faces Uiat unconsciously holray Exhaustion fountains of brutality, Cry out in tomnlt wild—“ Away with him!” And then 'mid shouts of the exulting tbrong, They lead the God away *T were sad indeed. Had savage hordes, barbarians deep-dyed WHh crime, or such as owned Allilta Mng r Derisively command him saw himself! Qihers he wnnoV save—bad unknown topgues With idiot wile exclaimed—“ His blood on us And on our children be Alas' The-wanderiog tribes of Israel's lent, Owned not their Lord, Proudly the Modem flag, The badge of Mahomet, swayed o’er hie tomb, The sepulcher redeemed Bending beneath The awful weight of base ingratitude,' And the whole mocking brood of Sorrows train, He bears the ponderous crass up Calvary And there beneath the oriental sur. With zephyr’s breath, soft as the lisping of Bosphorus silvery wave upon the shore; Or the low cadence through Gclhtemanc, They crucified the Lord Earth trembles. The lightning's massy bars withdraw ' The glorious sun that blesses all the earth. Refuses now iU light! *T was there The plaited crown, the thorny diadem, Pierced deep his radiant brow I ’T was there The cruel nails and glistening spear their work Inhuman did' M. A. S SPIIHTIHLISiII. SPIRITUAL MANIFESTATIONS IN OHIO. To the Editor of the JV. Y. 1 rib |me. biu : Sunday evening, iJ7th May last, a; Uovei, Athens Co., Ohio, I walked some three miles inroutii) a wood over a very poor road, in the direction of uhat is called the Spirit-rooms of Jonathan Kooos. 1 noticed at the loot oi a hill several carnages by the roadside, and horses lied 10 the fence and trees ; and on reaching the place, I observed Irom thirty to filly men silting on stones, logs and lences, arouno a dilapidated )og cabin. The men looked respectable, and their de portment and conversation bore the impress o( a religions meeting, i inquired who lived mere, and was informed Uial Jonathan Koons lived in that house, (poinling to Iho ca bin,) and that (poinling to a small one near by) if the Spirits' room. I inquired wfiat Spirits lived mere, and was told that u was ihe room where people go in to lain wiih their Spirit friends wno have gone out of (heir earthly ladernacie. On inquiry as to what this gath ering was for, 1 was uilormed that these peo ple nau come to talk with their Spirit-friends and to wimess Spirit manifestations. 1 was tnlormed that 1 might go m—that everybody was tree io enter and examine me room, and io attend me circle. 1 selected a good “soft”, siono, and sal me down, a perfect stranger, with the other disciples. I scrutinized the 'People closely, and listened to their conversa tion without joining mu. 1 overheard one say that Mr. Koons was in his house. In the coorsbof half an houra man came out, whom several persons addressed as Mr. Koons; he glanced his eyes over Ihe congregation; pre sently two men drove up, who, as I subse ouemlv learned, came from Amesville, some len miles dislant; Kiev were entire strangers to me and- ( to them ; Ihev looked around, spoke with some persons, and then with Mr. Koons, asking him whom he had there, &c., and tnallv asked hitn who I was, poinling me out to Mr. Koons. Mr. Koons observed lhai he had not learned my name, (hat I had lust come, but was impressed by Spirits to sav “Hu name is Charles Partridge of New lor;.’ Soon alter one of these men ap proached me. and asked if i was Mr. Part ridge Irom New York. I answered in the afnrmanve “Charles Partridge 1" “Yes." “Mel!."' said he, "Ihe Spirits told Mr. Koons wno vou were." I had not overheard their conversation, but such was the result of one oi mv rests as lo the Spint-origia of these raaniiesianons Mr. Koons and one of his children (a me dium) went into the Spirit-room alone, ns is tneir custom belore forming the public circle, to receive such instructions from the presi ding Spirit (King) as he might wish lo com municate. There are often more persons present desiring to obtain admittance than the room will hold, in such cases the Spirit usually directs Mr. Koons specially to invite those to who have come the longest.distance, and such as cannot remain there for another opportunity; usually calling the names of the parties and leaving out the neighbors and those who can make it convenient to be pre sent on subsequent occasions. At one of these preliminary interviews I was invited in by Mr. Koons. -Immediately on closing the door the Spirit took up the trumpet, (described in my last communication,) and spoke through n audibly and distinctly, saying, “Good even ing, friends I’’ lo which we responded in like mannerr The Spirit then addressed me by name, and observed, m substance, that al though they were strangers to me 1 was not a stranger to them ; they had been cognizant ol ray thoughts, desires and efforts in behalf of Spiritualism from the lime ray attention was first called to -the subject. They spoke in very flattering terms of myself and others who.had been bold m testify to the Spiritual manifestations witnessed in the early times, end during ihe severer trials and They bad watched The Telegrupi with anx ious solicitude and with jeroinent satisfaction.: I he y dosed m a (fervent benediction and con secretion to further and greater good and uses. After which this Spirit (King) said to Mr. Koons that they could not hold a public cir cle that evening, as he was elsewhere qoga. gsd. Mr. Koons expressed much reg/el at witi announcement, and. said he felt much embarrassed and mortified, bedause several VOL 2. Up, npl persons we/e (here who bad come a long some from New York, Pennsylvania, Virginia, Canada, and other distant The Spirit said lib was sorry, but he had 'en-; gaged to atted a circle eldfewhere (naming tjie place—a long distance away,) and he'must be therein fifteen minutes.' Mrl Kootts would’ not be satisfied with any excused,'but insisted that he (King) had agreed to preside over hiS circle and meellhe company'who came there, and rather than be made the instrument of to others for . the disappointment in the performances he Would abandon it al logevjper, etc, - King sajd “Wail a feW mo ments, and I will go and'see if arrangements can be made.” He thereupon laid down the trumpet, and to all appearances left us, and we could get no furiher replies for four or five minutes, when the trgmpet was again ta ken up, and King spoke through if, saying he had the matter by deputizing a por tion‘of his band to fill hik engagement, and they would therefor? hold a' circle in that place, commencing the performance in dfteen minutes, but perhaps they would not he able to make so good music, or have the full com plement of the manifestations. Thus ended this preliminary interview, which sufficiently indicates the character of all similar ones. I attended three public circles in the Spirit house of Mr, Koons, and three in the Spirit house of Mr. John Tippie; they are situated about three miles apart; the rooms and mani festations are very similar, although the electrical tables, so called, differ somewhat in their construction ; the presiding spirits are of the same name, King ; they claim to be fattier and son. These rooms will seal about twenty-five or thirty persons each, and are usually lull. Many limes while I was there, more persons desired lo go in than the house would hold, and some of them had to remain outside. They could hear the noise and the spirits’ cpnversation just as well, and they had only to forego being touched by spirits and seeing them. The music is heard, under favorable circumstances, at the distance of one mile, or as far as any band of martial music can be heard. After the circle is formed the doors and windows are shut, the light is usually ex tinguished, and almost ins anlaneously a tre mendous blow by ihe large drum-stick is strjuck on the table, when immediately the bass and tenor drums are beaten rapidly, like calling ihe roll on ihe musler field, waking a thousand echoes. The rapid and tremulous blows on these drums are really frighiful to many persons. The healing of the drums continued five minutes or more, and when ended, King usually takes up the trumpet and salutes us with “Good evening, friends," or something like it, and often asks what particular manifestations are desired. If none are specially asked for, King often asks Mr. Koons to play on the violin, the spirit-band playing at the same lime on the drum, trian gle, tambourine, harp, accordean, harmonica, etc.; upon these the spirits perform scientifi cally, in very quick and perfect time. They commence upqn each instrument at one in stant, and in full blast, dad slop suddenly after sounding the full note, showing ihal they have some more perfect method' than yve have of ratifying each performer of the instant to start and slop. After the introductory piece on the instru ments, the spirits often sing. J heard them sing. The spirits spoke to us, requesting us lo remain perfectly silent. Presently we heard human voices singing, apparently in the distance, so as to be scarcely.dislinguis able; the squnds gradually increased, each part relatively, until it appeared if a full choir of .human voices were in our small room singing most exquisitely. I think I never heard such perfect harmony ; each port was performed with strict attention lo its rel ative degree of sound or force. There was none of that flopping, floundering, ran'ing and shrieking which constitute the staple of whaijs latterly called music; harmony rath er than noise seemed to constitute the spi fits’ song. So captivating was it that the heart strings seemed lo relax or to increase their, tension lo accord.with the heavenly harmony. It seems to me that no person could sit in that sanctuary without feeling the song of “Glory to God in the highest, peace on earth, and good will lo map,” spontaneously rising in the bosom and finding, expression on the lip. I don’t know that the spirits attempted to utter words with ihtir song; If they did they succeeded in this particular do.belter than modern singers. But it was hardly nec essary for the spirits to articulate, for every strain and modulation secpied pregnant with holy sentiments, and language could scarcely signify mpre. After this vocal performance several pieces, of quick music were performed by spirits on the several instruments. They play faster than mortals usually do and in most perfect time throughout, If any instru ment gets out of chord they tupe; they tuned the .violin,in my presence and did it rapidly and skillfully. Spirits reconstruct their physical bodies, or portions of them, from similar ap parently as l(tpse;»hich consiilutq our mortal, bodies. Spirits’ hands, and arms were.reor ganized io our presence on several of these occasions; and that we,mightisee them more distinctly .they sometimes wet thoir hands with a. weak solution of 'phosphorus, (which Mr. Koons prepared some, lima preyioqa by their request.) which emits a light so that their hands can be nlpiqst as distinctly seep'in a dark room as they could he if the rdqm .were' light At one of these circles which I. .at tended there were three bands which had | been covered with this, solution of phospho rus, and we all saw them passing swiftly around the rpom, Over our heads, carrying the instruments,lnd pWyiog Upon Ihe violin; accordeon, triangle, harmonies and tambou rine, and all keeping perfect lime. Thwq i':-- /. ■l'uiL-s'niiF^^Tn^ 1 . .i--." 11,1 ggßßj!te=tegßa*?gg^«^^i3g-eia-g--Eg.<P | i i 'v.'i'.i :r,i: • i:—-—’■"'‘l. ■». : !_ ! “ . ‘ W!/ .. .. ’ '. . f ' ' * • ™uii fs!»«>iniv.i,«aii ( • 1 .Ij.i 1.. 1 |. I ■ ! fTfipmi I 1,-r I I, , l ■ . j —•• • .<> “.r. w.vfispoM.;- ( rUBUSHERS & PROPRIETORS.-' . mtSBOROUGHy TOGA COGKTX. lA., TIICRSDAV MORNING, AGGUST ’'■ ’ • MI iJ ,r 0T / T f m >’/ .'»• - -V K r.-, t nl M.rnmenj?, were ippyed.*pswj% aqdnear the faces of the audience-rrour own > among )hem —that we fajt'thecopl atmospheric cur* rent os distinctly as we do that produced by a fan. Spvqral of tlte company in different pot ts of thq room remarked that they not ofllyTelt this.disturbance of the air,but heard it, ajod, distinctly aajf . lW band apdipstru met) l pass, close to their faces. Severe) of us. requested, the spirits to, pla,ce these instruments incur hands, or touch ps pp our heads or other parts of our bodies, and in most .cases it .was instantly done... .1 held up my hands and requested the spirits to beat time with the .'tambourine on. my hands. They din so, and gave me more than. L asked tbr, by striking my knees, bands and head in a similar mam ner. I have seen the tambourine players in the minstrel bands in New York; I have seen the best performers in the-country; but they cannot perform equal to these spirits. The perfect time and the rapid’ly with which they beat are truly surprising. Spinit-hands with phosphorus upon them passed around the room, opening and shutting, and exhibiting them in various ways and po sitions which no mortal could assume or oc cupy—demonstrating them to be veritable spirit-hands physically organized. The phos phorescent illumination from these hands was so distinct, that it occurred to me I could see to read by it; and I took a pamphlet from my pocket and asked the spirit to place the head over it, that I might see if I could read by the light. The spirit did so, when I at once perceived that I held the pamphlet wrong end up. I turned it, and could read. The members of the circle remarked that they could see very plainly my hands, face and the pamphlet I held, and as distinctly could see the spirit's hand and a portion of the arm. I then put out my hands and asked the spirits to shake hands with me; they did so almost instantly. I then asked them to let me examine their hands, and they placed them in mine, and I looked at them and felt them until I was entirely satisfied. Others asked the same favor and if was readily granted them. These spirit-hands appeared to be reorganized from the same elements that ourltands are; and, except lhal thfey had n kind of tremuious' I mb(ibri, dhd dbffie Of ihem facing cold and deqlh-Itye, we cotifd'riot by our sensesdistiriguish them from hands of persons living in the form. This spirit-hand took a pen and we all d.U- lincily saw it write on paper whjgb was lying on the table; the writing was executed much more rapidly than-saw mortal hand perform-.; the paper was then brfnxkul u>-«... by the spirit, and I still retain it in my pos. session. At the close of the session the spirit of King, as is his custom, took Up the trum pet and gave a short lecture through it—‘ speaking audibly and distinctly, presenting tho benefits to be derived both in lime and eternity from intercourse with spirits, and ex horting us to be discreet nhd bold in speech, diligent in our- investigations, faithful to the responsibilities which these privileges impose, charitable toward those who are ih ignorance and erVor, tempering our zeal with wisdom 1 ; and finally closing with a benediction. I am aware (Kal these facta ao much trans cend the ordinary experience of mortals that few persona can accept them as true on any amount of human testimony. I obtained the addresses of the following named persons, *and hope they will excuse me for the liberty [ take in referring to them in this..c.onnection, for the confirmation of my statements. They were present at some or all the circles which I attended, when these manifestations oc curred! R. J. Butterfield, Cleveland, Ohio; William D. Young, Covington,- Ind.; David Edger and daughter, Mercer Co., Pa.; S. Van Sickles, Delaware, 0.; S. T. Dean, Andrew Ogg, and (seo. Walker'and son, Ameaville, 0 ; Aierjohnaori, Miifield,’o.; W. S. Wat. kins, New York; Thomas Morris and wife Dover,‘O.; Dr'. Geo. Carpenter, Athens, 0.; Thomas White, Mount Pleasant, 0. Many other persona were present,,whose names I did not learn. ciu.ni.EB fabtuidoe. A Wise Answer,.—t“You must not play with that little girl, my dear,” said a ju dicious parent, “Bgd.ma, I like her, and she is a good lit tie girl, and I'm sure she dresses as prettily as I do j and she has lots of toys.” “I .capnot help that my .dear',” responded the anti-American, “her father is a shoema ker.” “But I don't play with her (other, t play with her i she ain’t shoemaker.” ~ Owe day, a little girl, ahout-fivo,years ojd, heard a preacher of a certain denomination, praying most lustily,,until the.rpof rang with the strength of his -supplication. Turning to her mother, and beckoning the maternal ear down to a speaking distance, she whis pered—“Mol her,, don’t you,.think that if be lived nearer to God, be wouldn’t have to talk soiloud:?” Such a. question is worthy a volume on "elocution, in prayer,” ' ■ Ecowomicaxi,— “My lad,” said a .traveler to a little'fellow whom he met,.clothed' in pantsand a small jacket, but without a very necessary-a elide of apparel, “my lad, wherfe is yoUrishirt ?” ■ “Mammy’s washing it,” "Have you no other?” >No oi her!” exclaimed the boy in sur prise, “would you want a boy to have a thousand shirts ?” ! "You flutter me, madam, * said a fop, up on being (old by o lpdy that his hat was a. Very fide one. ‘Not at a|j, sir,* replied she, "I only praiwtho the head or faoe been worth • notice, I ahould not have tbought 4f ‘the hat,” t/ Uvj V* iiVv o Mi t- iU-J ; i :1r- * J 1,, , L TAT 0 R •» ) * J i; MwJ ■I O ,U 1 '!-■ i. tT mmmsmi. f " r » T ▼ ▼ » » w w v V^VVvWVWVvN l fwd !>AGi;J^ltttOTYf*ES. o*, bow i ia itsoaoiai wii' ijboli>iei). ! ' i " CHApyiia i. Jim Scroggins, though in tho main an hon est, peaceable, quiet, harmldid’felloW, had' ei' beastly habit of gelling drunk whenever a, fit opportunity presented itself; and, unfortu nately, because “where there’s ft wilt there’s a way,’’the opportunities were both,, (it ana frequent. Jim owned a cbopfortable home stead that he had. almost paid for.. Mrs, Scroggins was a ‘‘reaf worker,’’and no dpuljt did her full share in buying the homestead.-r- She was endowed,,with a great dsal of ener gy andgood judgment,, and people were so malicious as to gay that she was the smartest man of the twain, Be ibis as it .may, Mrs. Scroggins was an industrious woman, and took a -good deal of pride in the little place which bad been bought by their mutual industry—and the thought of having it wrested from them by a cold-heart ed creditor, was in the highest degree disa greeable; but to such a calamity her hus band’s infirmity, as the good minister of the village called it, seemed to point. The habit grew upon him, as it almost al ways dobs upon those who are in the habit pf imbibing too freeley. The miseries of the* drunkard’s wife bad been too often presented to the good woman’s understanding to be re garded as simply creations of imagination, and she looked forward with alarm to the little place. But what could be done ? She had exhausted her eloquence upon the infatuated man, without producing anything but a Ipm poray effect. She pointed out to him kindly the inevitable effect of his indulgence, and Jim proposed to do better; but, alas for the vanity of human expectations I he got tipsy the very next day. Then she appealed to his love for money—to his satisfaction in be ing (he owner of a cottage and ten' acres of land l —and, warming up with (he importance of the subject, declared that aha would not enslave herself any longer to pay for the placo ond then have it taken away from them: to pay a rum.bill.-' Jim listened loathe goodi dome’s eloquence, and;- as usual, .promised to belthr'; but aldo, as usual, he icome,'lnto the; house, the very next day, light' as a- fiddle string. ’ • ! ’■■ Mrs, Scroggins was ih despair'; 1 “what to do she didn’t know,’’ as she expressed it to Parspn Allwise who was a sympathizer With her itJjHstress. Shejiad) entreated, she had U-alf tumr pvr|woi;> “What could a body do?” radn Allwleo' himself, though be made it a, point not to in terfere in the domestic affairs of his 'parish ioners, was at .last moved to try his powers of persuasion bn the poor follow. But ,Jjm, unfortunately for the success of his appeal, had but a poor .opinion of-miaisiers in gene ral, and Parson Allwise in particular; and as good as told the worthy pastor that bs had belter mind his own business. Mrs. Scroggins was shocked at the bold ness of her spouse in answering a minister of the gospel in such a pointed manner, and was'led to believe that the case was now hoptlCss indeed. But woman’s wits are equil to almost any emergency; and though she had confessedly given him over to the tender mercies of the devil, she could not helji thinking it’would be a good thing' if he could only be saved from himself. Orie'dayj a circumstance seemed To conspire in favor of in experiment which hand suggested itself to her fertile brain, and she immediately car ried it into effect, with the most happy hue cess, as the sequel will show.' chapter It Jim had been cleaning out the pig-pen, and; as Ihe operation was rather a disagreeable one, he had fortified his olfactories by drink ing an inordinate quantity of the vile New England rum. The filthy stuff, happily, did not lake effect on his brain till the job was done. The pig-pen was cleaned out but Jim was in a condition which belter fitted him to occupy it than the neat, while doored kitch en of his cottage. But Jim did not realize this unpleasant truth, and lenving his shovel and hoc in the sty, staggered to the,house. ■‘He was a sight to behold,” as Mrs. Scrog gins told the minister. The job he had just completedwasessentially a dirty one,and Jim, as we have remarked, being prudent, he had prepared himself to.perform it without any detriment to the neat garments he ordinarily wore. He was dressed in a ragged suit of clothes, arid on his head rested a shocking bad hat, with the crown staved in, and the brim half torn off. As the liquor began to fuddle him, he moved it over from its perpen dicular position, so that'll rested quite jaunti ly on one side' of his head. Jim settled hUnseJf heavily in a chair by the cooking stove, looked silly, and seemed disposed to- address himself to slumber, his usual resort When inebriated. .Mrs, Scrog gins was mad at first, for it was only the day before that Jim, for thq hundredth time, had promised never: to dridk another drop; not even in case of sickness 1 . But what was the use of getting.mad with such a poor, silly, 'imbecile thing os Ip.was at that moment- — He was not in a condition to appreciate a regular matrimodiid blow up, and'she wisely resolved toreeerve'the *ials of her wrath to be ppured out at a more convenient Season. She looked at him, and thought of losing the little place-—of ’penary, degradation, and the poqt-hdtue. A tiicky thought Sihse, like the Phoepix from th* Hemps, opt o( the hdn templation of- the dark,, ftiiuro; ap.d after a few momenta deliberation, she pUtoO her bon not and'cloak, and hurried over to the village' hot half a mile distdnt'.' For a week 1 previous,u young daguwjreotypjtrt; witbA poyoble saloon —a kind: of overgrown omnibus—had been delighting the villagers by giving them the re. semblance of their faces,,at, price?., varying from nine shillings to 1 three dollars -a head, depending omtbevalue of the case.. . • All the. people of the town had been dagumeptyped, and the omnibus roan was thenqpst popular man in the village. . All the dames and mai dens had been taken, and every Jonathan and Jebial who could boast of Susan, a Ruth, or a,Sally, was,lakeh with her by his side in the picture, his arm thrown lovingly around her neck, and looking unalterably affection ate. ■ But Mrs. Scroggins was not sentimental; she had got over all that long before Jim took (o drinking. She proposed (6 put the skili of the daguerireotypist to a more practical use than that of getting the good will of a lover. She entered the saloon; and; though her heart did beat.a litlle 'al (be 11 degradation '.of expo sing her domestic matters to an entire stran ger, she demeanetf lierselT with all the firm ness becoming the trying occasion. Fortu nately for her all the people jn the town had “been taken,” and it was dry time with the artist. In a few words as - possible she sla ted lire case to him, and the young gentle man readily promised co-operation. Taking his apparatus under h>s arm, he accompanied Mrs. Scroggins to the cottage where Jim was sleeping off the effects of the villainous “New England.” Tbe inebriate sat in pre cisely Ihb'sSme position in which his wife had left him. He was asleep in a high-backed chair, which kept his head up, so that every thing was favorable to the Silling. In a trice Jim Scroggins’ bid hat, ragged clothes; long beard, dozing, drunken expres sion, and all, were transferred to the plate.— 'But the picture did not suit the artist; he thought one taken when the sitter was awake would be a more correct representation.— Mrs. Scroggins thought so too, and when the daguerreolypist had put in a new plate she waked Jim up. “What d’ye want?” asked Jim, with a yw>- “Vlfake up!” and the lady gave him a tsmarl pinch, openei) bis eyes, giving jout the true expression of the drunkard. 1 Übetorttsl iVvas prompt, and in.>en instant a second edition of Jim'Scroggins was on the •plate. The original, nor being required for further use, yas suffered to sfrik away arid complete hi.s nap! T’he were put in to a frame, and Mrs. Scroggins produced her money. ''Nothing, ma’am ! I .shalj not charge you aovlhinc.’. 1 . “But, sir, I am able to pay. The artist shook his head, resolutely refu sing to touch her money. Of course, Mrs. Scroggins was grateful, and gave the artist nn invitation to lake tea with.,her, which he accepted. In the course ,of the meal, the daguerreolypist told the story of jus life how he had been brought up in the .midst of intemperance, and knew all about it. Uis father had died a drunkard, and leaving his mother penniless, he had supported her from the profits of his portable saloon. Mrs. Scragging of course, sympathized with the young man, and readily understood why he would not take pay for the pictures. - But, what was better than all, the young artist took quite n fantty to Jim’s only daugh ter, a pretty girl of eighteen ; and, after tea, insisted on taking her daguerreotype. And the sly rogue pretended that the first was not o good one, and took another—one of Which ho took away with' him. Tho tea things' were cleared away, and when he did go, (he poor girl’s heart followed him and half the night she laid awake to think of him. chapter nr. Jim Scroggins recovered from his debauch, but the first thing he saw when he came into the kitchen iri the morning Was two daguerre otypes, which lay upon the table. He picked up one of them and started back in confusion, when he recognized his own dislofted-fealurdS. He examined the other. It was the coume nance of the first, with Open eyes, and look; ing ten times more, hideous than the sleep ing picture. ' “Good gracious!” exclaimed he, “did 1 ever look so infarnaj homely as that 7” and he proceeded to scrutinize the pictures a sec ond lime. “Plame me! if I thought I ever looked,so confounded mean ns that,-I’d go down and jump into the river.” “I have seen them, though, thql .looked jt)sl like that are,” continued he j “but them .was drunkards —now, I ain't, a drunkard, though I sometimes get s little sizzled, ) nev er lit nvy pipe at the pump, though. How somever, ihat whs taken forme, though when or where 1 have no kind of notion,. There’s the old hat, and there’s the old coal—no mis take.’’ ■■ ■ - i . ' The footsteps of'bis' wife 'caused him'to drop the pictures, amf he hastened out of the house to avoid the tempest which he thought his wickedness would call down upon his head; his d'ndtable fact that he' omitted his morning dram on this occasion, and his wife took dburage'.' Like a prudent woman as she was, she did not say a woid about the Occur rence of yesterday, and permiubd him ideal his breakfast in pea'fce. Height through "the day without jinking a drop, but on the fol lowing day ijte'old appetite clamored for the usual dram, ajid in the aflernodt|, while his wife waVi'd the sitting-foom,, he went to the closet where |ie kept t)je bottle. Dut thing ihat met hisgaz? was the two dagperri?* oly against his black boU|e. There w,ns Jim Sqrogginki,drunk—psleep | and there wgs Jitp Qcroggips, drun^—atyake, . ‘'Them,, dptfltd.dagpprreptypys,!” 'puttered he, slatting.oftfiltf.ip.cp.nrusipr) at the misera ble looking object .they ttiililully shadowed m hiffi.. . ■ ...j . .. Jim stopped to think. ! Ha fully reauVc never again to be the loathsome being they represented him to be. Taking the black h? went 10 the dppr with., & aw} with, |i right good hurled it oa the door-stone* w ,^ r ? lt ,. * a * da »hecl into a thousand fijag*. irontaj and .the delectable stuff irretrievably . “Hal Id, I 'Mat tte you about V' said a vonte |ndn jpst'enjeringlho yard; • ■ 1 * un ? bottle,” said Jim,wit)* (tdipfrablb coolness, "You are the doetybe: mad yattVour " "I am,” I } o' ! t , “Walk in, if you please,” said JSra, uslu •ring Mr; Shadow iota the siittog-room, where, his wife and daughter were. “Wife/.* said be, “you had the pictures taken. 11 “I did, .fames*”' “I’ve broke the bottle, and as to looking like them thlngsagain, I never will.” “Here is the pledge,” said Mr. Shadow* who was a temperance men ia practice as well aa in principle, f “I’U sign it, by mighty 1” and Jim did sign "Now, wife, wilt you rub litem things out I” “Certainly, James," and Mrs. S. went for the pictures. “And now,” said the young man* “Mr* Scroggins if you wilt walk over to myna* loon, 1 shall be happy to lake the real man, as God made him.” I '‘l'll do it; and Betsy shall come' to, and Susy.” Susy went with her father and mother,, though her picture had been taken.' On the way Mr. Shadow walked by her side, and said’ a great many silly things. The dftguerre. ©types were taken, and Jim Was surprised la see the difference between the picture of a drunken man and that of a sober one. Ho drank no more liquor, and though this inci dent happened three years ago, he is still n sober, reputable man in the village. The lit. tie place is all paid for, and Mrs. S. is super, latively happy. Susan, in less than a year, becomes the wife of Mr. Shadow, who, not. withstanding his name, is a man of substance, and loves his wife all the more because ho was instrumental in saving her from the deg radation of being a drunkard’s daughter. Manufacture of Ordinance. A correspondent of the Charleston (Mass.) Standard writes ns follows respecting the manufacture ol ordinance and ammunition at Washington: Perhaps one of the most interesting places to a landsman at' least, about Washington, is the Navy Yard. Investigations and improve, ments are carried oh there, apart from the .affairs of common life, which are curious and important, and which are little noticed at the time. The cutting of bullets from the bars of lead,' instead of the old way of moulding them, has been practiced elsewhere perhaps but I never saw 1 the process in operation be fore; They are chopped off as rapidly as the punch ban be made by steam to fall upon (he bar, and they possess an advantage over the mould bullet, in the fact that the weight of the ball is better distributed—no one part is heavier than the other. The Percussion Cap manufactory is also curious. Thin strip of brass or copper, as thin as a deed paper, is put into the machine; a plug, in shape like a club spot on the com mon play ing card, is punched out; this driv en by a punch into a socket, is thumped off the end of the punch by a spring which is worked by the same machinery, and falls into a hopper a perfect cap. This is filled by machinery equally simple and as inex plicable as the cap seems to one who does not understand the process of its construct ion. An intelligent lad of about twelve years old, who is instructed in the operation would manufacture a peck of them in an hour.— This also, I presume, is not tincomm on; but the matter in which I found the greatest in terest was in the ordinance department. A series of experiments are being made, which must ultimately prove of exceeding value.— Guns are cast in any shape that may be sug gested by the process of investigation, then fired to test their projectile force then fired until they burst; and when the result has been attained, with every care to determine the causes and conditions of the experiment, sections of the broken metal are carefully drilled out from different parts of the piece, from the muzzle and the breech, and the in side and the outside, and each piece is sub jepted to a strain to lest its tensile strength. 1?o apply this strain one end is fastened to a frame, and the other is taken hold of by ma chinery, and the power is so magnified that the iron is obliged to part, la the process these experiments, one fact has become pretty wpll establisehed which rather contradicts received opinion. It has been supposed that the cannon, always, cooling from without and the outside contracting, therefore, around the inside still extend by heal, would becoma more brittle, but this, in such tests as have bpen used, would not seem to have been the case, A bar cut from -the outside 8f the can non .will generally pact with about the amount of extension as a bar cut from the inside, whether it be taken from a longitudinal or verelical section of the gun. Another fad "I some importance however, bus been es tablished. it is found that the strength of the gun may be much increased by taking tins weight of metal from the muzzel and casting it around the breech. A gun for instance, had bgen cast with a view to this experiment, which was mueh thinner at the muzzle than caonpns usually are, but which was so much thicker at the breech, where the charge ex plodes. . It was fired some 120 Q times under every conceivable condition likely to insure explosion ancT when it did burst, the fracture occurred at the breech.os is usually the case with cannons. "I hate to heat 5 people talk, behind one'* hack,” as the robber said when the constable called, ‘Jslop thief 1 !” thoughts, like borrowed mon ey, only revbal tjie propriety that compelled t'He loan, 1 ■ ” No one learns to think by getting ruin for thinking, but by getting materials for thought. t-'t. c»nr t i* a,'‘ • ; says; “Thedebauches of .yojath ana ■si .many sunspiraces agninu old ~ I-
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