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
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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
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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,”
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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 ~
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