Terms of Publication. THE TIOGA COUNTY AGITATOR is pub lisbed every Thursday Morning, and mailed to sub- .OriwmVWrtfet HriW tjftOaa -pot, LAS per annum, <nrariaMy,()tynipMtV& It'iinWttt cd to nplify eyprj • subscriber when lbs term for which he has paid shall* have expired, by the stamp —“Time Odt," oh (He margin of the last paper. The paper will (ben be slopped until a' further re mittance be received.- ,By this arrangement no man can be brought in debt to the printer. Tn* Aoitatoe ia the Official Paper of the Cuun ly, with a large and steadily increasing-circulation reaching into nearly every neighborhood in the County. It is sent free of pottage many Post office within the connly limits, and to those living within the limits, but whose mostcopventent postoffice 01 ay be in an adjoining County. Business Cards, not exceeding 5 lines, paper in- * eluded, $4 per year. '' ' ' THE SELLS. Oh, Mle is youthful and IR1« is fair, With her «j« of dark ba«l and soft, carting hair, And Kfflo haq suitors, too uameroas too tell — Of every gay bnlProom the beauty and bello. Uoltl, Jewels and satins, and coetly array, Take up tier attention completely each day ; No time for sweet pleasures ol home can she find, For Ftshloa enthroned, roles her heart and her mind. But as to her mind —why, ft word or two more Will express all there Is to be said on that score, For at school, French and ribbons, and grammar and lace Were mingled with thoughts of her own pretty face. Bnt school time Is otpt, and Effie no# sayp She cao scarcely endure to look back on tboso days; Education Is needed indeed for the plain, For the hollo and the beauty, "what end can it gain ? Anri as to her heart—ye admiring Youth Think not that your procured devotion aud truth, Without rent-rolls and niher. can e'er win the girl Who spends half an hour in adjusting a curl I What a wife she would make'.—at each party and ball You’ll bo told that your lady outrivals them all* And your trials at home, Sir, you never must toll. If so rush as to marry a beauty and belle. Select jWfßcelians. THE HERO WOMAN. " HY GEORGE LIFFABD In the shadow of the Wissahikon woods not more than half a mile from the Schuylkill, there stood, at the lime of the Revolution, a oumm old fabric built of logs and stone, and encircled by a palisaded wall. It had been crecieci in the earlier daysf of William Penn, pernaps years before lhe\ great apostle of peace first trod our shoresj/as a block-house intended for defense aggiiret Indians. And there it sloodTwiih us many roofs, its numerous chiqtneys, Us massive square win dows, its varied front of logs and stone, its encircling wall, through which admittance was gained by a lorge and stoutly buili gate. It siood m the midst of the wood with age worn trees enclosing its veteran outline on everv side. From its western window you might ob tain a glimpse of the Schuylkill waves, while n large casement in the southern front com manded a view of Ihe winding road as it sunk out of view under Ihe shade of thidkly clusiered boughs, into a deep hollow, not more than one hundred yards from the man- here, from the southern casement, on one o' those balmv summer dnvs which looked in upon the drearv auiumn, towards the close of November, a larmer’s daughter was gazing with dilating eyes and half-clasped handi Well might snegnze earnestly to ihe south and listen with painful intensity lor the slight est sound. Her brothers were away with me armv ol Washington, and her father a grim old veteran—he stood six feet three in his stockings—who had manifested his love lor the red-coal Invnde's in manv a despe rate contest, bad that morning left her alone in me old mansion, alone in this small cham uc’ in charge of some ammunition, intended loro band of brave tappers abopt to join the hosts of freedom. Even as she-stood there, gazing out of the southern window, a faint glimpse 01 juniigbi Irom ihe faded leaves above, pouring over her mild face, shaded nv clustering brown hair, no> ten paces from her sine, were seven loaded rifles and a keg o poive. Leaning from ltie casemenl, she listened wi;n every nerve quivering with suspense, to me snouts of combatants and the hurried tread of armed men, ecnoing from the south. There was something very beautiful in mat pictu’e The form of the young girl, named in the square massive windows—the rontrast between me rough timbers that en closed her and 'hat rounded face, the lips parting, tfic hazei eye dilating, the cheeks (lushed with nope and fear; and there was something very beautiful in that picture —a voung girl leaning from tne window of an old mansion, with her brown hair waving in glossy masses around tier face Suddenly the shouts to the south grow nearer, and then emerging from the deep hol low, tiiete came an old man, running at full speed turning round To tire a rifle, which he loaded as tie ran. Ho was pursued by a parly 0' ten British soldiers, who came rushing on, with bayonets fixed, ns if to strike their vic um down ere he advanced ten paces nearer me Houst- on and on the old man came, while his daughter, quivering with suspense, hung lean mg from the window He reaches the block house gale—look 1 He is surrounded—their muskets are leveled at his head, he is down at their feet grappling for his life 1 But look again 1 he dashes aside his foes—with one bom movement he springs through the gate — “i instant, and it is locked. The British soiaicrs, mad with rage, gaze upon the mgs and stone, and vent their anger in drun- Mm curses -Now took to yonder window I where the young gin stood a minute ago, quivering with suspense, as sue beheld her father struggling tor his iue, now stands the old man himself, nts orow oared, his hands grasping the rifle, won ms gray n.nrs waving back from his wrinkled and btood-spriokled face! That was s nne picture of an old- veteran, nerved for 1115 last fight—a stout warrior, preparin'* for ins neath struggle, ° Learn struggle.? Yes, for the old man, isaac Walpole, had dealt 100 many hard blows among the British soldiers—tricked, toiled, cheated them 100 often to escape now ; A few moments longer and they would be re inforced by a strong parly of refugees. The Powder, the arms in the old block house— Pernaps that daughter herself was to be their reward. There was scarcely n hope for the oio man, and yet he had determined to make 6 Desperate fight. “We must bluff off these rascals!” he ow wnh a grim smile, turning to his daugh “ Now Bess, my gin, when I fire this >' ou n ‘o anutner, aim so on, till COBB, STURROCK & CO., VOL. 3. For The Agitator. the whole eight shots arefirtd —that will kcep ihem on the other side of the wajl for,a few. momenta, at least and then tye will have to trust tp'God for thq rest,! 1 ’ ~ Look clown (here and see a band stealjng Over the edge of the wall. Thp ojd man lev els his piece—that Briiish trooper, fulls back with a cr.ushed hand upon his comrades’ heads. No longer quivering with suspense, but suddenly grown firm, the young girl passes a loaded rifle to the veteran’s grasp, and si lently awaits the result. For a moment all is silent below, the British bravos are some what loath to try that wall, when a stout old rebel, rifle in hand, is looking from yonder window. There is a pause—low, deep mur murs—they are bolding a council. A mo ment passes, and nine heads are thrust above the wall at once. Hark ! the old veteran has fired three shots; there are three dying men groveling in the yard, beneath the shadow of the wall. vinomA. “ Quick, Bess the rifles!” And the brave girl passes the rifles to her father. There are four shots, one after the other; three more soldiers fall back like weights of lead upon (he ground, and a single red-coal is seen, slowly mounting on the lop of the wall, his eyes fixed upon the hall door, which he will force ere a moment is gone. Now the last ball is fired, the old man stands there, in that second story window, his hands vainly grasping for another loaded rifle. At this moment the wounded parly be low are joined by a party of some twenty re fugees, who, clad intjieir half-robber uniform came rushing from the woods, and with one bound are leaping from the summit of the wall. “ Quick, Bess, my rifle!’’ And look there—even while the veteran stood looking out upon his foes, the brave girl—for slender in form and wildly beautiful in face, she is a brave girl, a hero woman, had managed, as if in an instinctive impulse, to load a rifle. She handefd it to her father, and then loaded another and another. Was not that a beautiful sight? A fair young girl, grasping powder and ball, with a ramrod ri sing and falling in her slender fingers. Now look down to the wall again. The refugees are clambering over its summit; again a horrid cry, and another wounded man is toppling down upon his dead and dying comrades. But now look I A smoke rises there, a fire blazes around the wall; they have fired the gate. A moment, and the bolt and the lock will be burnt from their sockeis ; the passage will be free. Now is the fiery moment of Ibo otd irmn’a trim, svimu. loads, he continues to fire with that deadly aim ; and now, oh horror! be fulls, he falls, with a musket ball driven into his bregst— the daughter's outstretched arms receive the father, os, with the blood spouting from the wound, he topples back from the window. Ah, it is a sad and terrible picture I The old man, writhing there on the oaken floor, the young daughter bending over him, the light from the window streaming over her, face, over her father’s gray hairs, while the ancient furniture of (he small chamber affords a dim back ground to the scene. Hark ! the sound of axes at the hall door— shouts, curses, hurrahs! “ Wo have the old rebel at last 1" The old man raises his head at the sound; makes an effort to rise, clutches for a rifle and then falls buck again, his eyes glaring as the fierce pain of that wound quivers through his heart. Now watch (he movements of that daugh ter. Silently she loads a rifle, silently she rests its barrel on the head of that powder keg, aod then placing her finger on the trig ger stands over her father’s form, while the shouts of Ihe enraged soldiers came thunder ing from the stairs. Yes, they have broken the hall door to fragments, they are in pos session of the old block-house, they are rush ing towards that chamber, with murder in their hearts and in their glaring eyes. Had the old man a thousand lives they were not worth a farthing’s purchase now. Still, that girl, grown suddenly white as the handkerchief around her neck, stands there, trembling from head to fool, the ride in her hand, its dark lube laid against the powder keg. The door is burst open—look there I—stout forms ate in the doorway, with muskets in their hands ; grim faces, stained with blood, glare into the room. ■Now, as if her very soul was coined into the words, that young girl, wiih her face pale as ashes, her hazel eye glaring with deadly light utters this short yet meaning speech.: “ Advance oue step into the room, and 1 will fire this rifle into the powder (here ! I” No oath quivers upon the lips of that girl to confirm her resolution, but theie she stands alone with her wounded 1 father, and yet, nol a soldier dares cross the threshold. Imbrued as they are in deeds of blood, there is some thing terrible to these men in the words of that young girl, who stands there with the rifle laid against ihe powder keg. ■ They stood as if spell-bound, on the thresh old of that chamber. At last one bolder than Ihe rest, a bravo, whose face is half concealed’ in a (hick ted beard, grasped his musket and levele'd it at the young girl’s breast. Still the girl is firm; the bravo advances a Step, and then starts back. The sharp click of that rifle lock falls with a significant' and unpleasant emphasis upon his ear. “ Bess, I am dying,” gasps the old mod, faintly, extending his arras. “ Ha, ha, we foiled the Britishers! Come, daughter, knee) here—kneel aod say a prayerfor mb, and let me feel your warm breath upon my Tape, (or lam cold—oh, dark and coltj!’’ } «iv *y ■ ~•• J ' i . .i- u.l u>/ b iij I ' J 1 U- .1 -SJgga L”lJgilL< aeaotrg to grt»»g«m « W£LLSBOROWiI(, TIOGA COVSTY. PA., TIUrISIIM' MOftSVM/FMiaRY ?§. ISST.. ‘!,T“ b A? l ?,*™*** TOK'BEOlSftlHod* WttßOliP* !' a fc' * Look I as those accents Tall from the eld man’stoogne,. those: fiugerannlopse their told of:ihe rifler-Tftlready :tho are,,secure. of onavictim alleast; a, young and beautiful: giii; her affection for her father is mastering theharoism of the moment—look ! she is about to spring into hls arms'- "hut qqw'sKe' sees her danger;; agaih^lfe'dweh^StW rifle; again, although her father’s dying accents are in her ears, she stands there prepared to scal ier (hat house iq ruins, if a single rough hand assails (bat veteran form. There, are a few brief, terrible moments of suspense; then a hurried sdund far down (he mansion, (ben a coolest on the. stairs; then <ho echo of a rifle shot and the light ol a rifle blaze; then those ruffians in the doorway fall crushed before the strong arms of Conti nental soldiers. Then a wild shriek quivers through the room, and a, girl—that hero woman—with one hound springs forward into her brother’s arms and nestles there, while her dead father —his form yet warm—lies with fixed eyeballs upon the, floor. Guardian Angels. There are many who believe (hat it is the especial privilege of the “ loved and lost” to be hereafter (he guardian watchers of the living who are led behind them. Such a per* suasion has dried many a mourner’s tears. In the overwhelming grief that death brings, is a relief unspeakable to think that the la mented parent, the cherished partner, or the darling child are with us, separated only by a thin division of air, sympathising with us, watching over us, and silently persuading us to holy action. Often has such a conviction, checked the rising thought of evil, and turned the tempting and erring back to the path of virtue. We would fain believe that those sweet innocents who are given to their pa rents for awhile, and who are taken away just as they have begun to weave themselves about our hearts, are angels in disguise, sent to wean us from earthly things and revive in our souls a longing for Paradise. God spir itualizes us in this way when all other means fail. There are praying mothers whose sons are far away, to whom this relief has some times come with peculiar beauty. .Oh ! what inexpressible joy to think that guardian an gels attend -the wanderer in the Watches of the night, in (he storm at sea, on the wide prairie, and on Ihe black Sierra. Grown men, separated by vast oceans from their early homes, often feel as if some invisible presence was with them ; as though acelea*- lial spirit, won by a mother’s petitions, was constantly protecting their footsteps. There is a German legend which says that ("it, Kiw_q, nunrdinn angel appointed, who remains with us till deaTn; unless driven away by our remorseless wick edness. Alas for those who have banished their invisible attendant. What a dissolution there must be as they go into the dark eter nity to come, lonely wanderers, whom np messengers from Paradise take by the hand to conduct theij spirits to the realms of purity and bliss, where countless myriads bask eternally in the golden sunlight of God’s love. The Process of Sooah Refining.— By ihe introduction of machinery and steam the old system of purifying and refining sugar with animal albumen, in the form of bullock’s blood, which formed a new source of deterio ration in the sugar, has been superseded.— The raw sugar from Ihe West and East In dies is chiefly imported in cases; from Ja maica, St. Domingo and St. Croix, in hogs heads ; from Manilla and Mauritius, in double sacks, plaited or woven from the leaves of reeds. ' The quality varies in degrees, from white Havana to the dark brown, moist and sticky. The more coarsely granular, the harder, drier and whiter, the greater is the value of the sugar. The first operation of the refiner after removing the sugar from the hogsheads, boxes, &c., is dissolving the su gar in a pan by means of a team passing thro* a perforated pipe in the bottom of the pan.— The color is then extracted from the solution by means of chemical and mechanical means, when it is passed to what is known as the vacum pans, heated by steam, for the purpose of being boiled. By this means the liquor is so concentrated that the sugar is only held in solution by the high temperature, so on cool ing a rapid crysinhzation takes place, which produces that uniform fine grain, such as is required in loaf sugar. The syrup, after bailing sufficiently, is poured into the moulds, which are of the funnel or sugar-loaf form, for the purpose of ossisting the separation of the mother liquor. The syrup or liquor which runs from the mould is again boiled, from which the lower grades of sugar is produced. The syrup coming from this second process is sold for molasses. The production of molasses is about one-fifth from each hogs head. To produce fine groin or irregular conglomeration of crystals, the liquor must bo poured into the moulds at a certain tempe rature, just when the crystals have begun to form, and as the liquor leaves the vaccum pan at too low a temperature, for the purpose, it is heated up in a vessel, furnished with a false bottoqi for the admission of steam, and (hen cooled to the granulating poin' in vessels capable of holding the entire quantity of li quor boiled in a .day. As the temperature falls, the formation of crystals of too large a size is prevented by stirring- l’be larger, the bulk of syrup the slower, is (be cooling, and the more regular the cryslalization. We are apt lb mistake bur vocation in look ing out of the way’ fbr occamdris to exercise greatand rare virtues, end stepping overihe ordinary ones which lib directly in the .Voad before us. When- we read wq fancy we coyld be nrmrtyrh; when we come to act, we fitu) we cannot bear a provoking word. -■ l,_ iiuiD. j. fmTto Aglutot. . ■; LiN'Bsy'' ;; ,; TUgreV household—" * ' bratcn splrit-T- . r , Crmhcd whoa thelrrmpcsSrcrt brfghl' ThofoUtic*troyepJ*»lidoiledf . ~, .Again the fond heart’* torn. Again; fro hi th 6 ahniof’affection, A cherished one Is bone.- • ■ ■ • . Thert'sjo'y amongth* attrfel*— ! * Jbrre'emaaloip tholphere*,— Another has Joined 1 their number— She a whlto-robcd form appears] Amtthere, Jn her bounty, , - ; r She roam*, a spirit blest,* ' ,l “ WUCBB THE TWEED CEASE POO* TROXTBUXO, - .<! Tai WIAjUC ARE AT rest!” *«* *The»o fine Unefr were received, and piblaid, manyhnontha sinea The author will please accept this apology for their non-eppcaranco. JEd. ©ommunUaiiona, Letter from the West. {The «uVjolnc*l letter la from a citizen*of this County, now traveling in tho West A friend has handed It In for paid I cati?ttMt°s®ttier w Hh several others ottho same aeries. The muling will doubtless bo lolcrcaling to many our readers.] Ed. Aol) Dslab Wipe In my last letter Ibelieve I closjed my narrative for the time-being at Prairie Duchien, where 1 will again resume it. We left this point about dark, and soon after began to meet with floating ice, which continued to grow thicker during the night as we passed up the river, so as to seriously im pede our progress—being able fo make only about 2 miles per hour during ijie latter part of the night. About 3 /clock in the morning we again ran upon a Sand Bar, bill were soon off and on our way up stream. This night was mostly spent by a portion of the passen gers in “ tripping the light fantastic toe,” and by thp balance in looking on, as it was im possible to sleep, for the ice making so, much music in comming in collision with the boat. The music consisted of a Violin and Harp— the latter suspdsed to tie the veritable one “ with a thousand strings“ for he played on a Harp,” &c. About 8 o’clock A. M. we arrived at Lacrosse and found it impossible to proceed with ihe boat any farther on account of the ice—the River beiqg entirely closed above. We had paid our fare to Prescott, ($2O) but (he captain in the fulness of bis generosity refunded $8 eaqh,, making us pay only $l2 a piece for a ride of 161 miles. It was h complete robbery, but we were compell ed to. undergo the processor“ skinning”.wjth as good a grace as possible, as this was but the beginning of the end. We disembarked, and ad tfl'e stages had hot commenced fun ning! vyo, in company with two other gentle men bound for Hudson, (making five itr mini bef,/-‘hired a team tb take us’lb Sparta, 28 miles distant, (the county seat of Monroe Co. Wis.) and the cheapest we could gel was $l4. This we considered a continuation of . 'WjLkinalng process. vve founa the snow , deep, and good sleighing; but we could get no sleigh and were obliged to ride in an open wagon without springs, and foot it up and down all the hills, which constituted full half the whole distance. We passed up the Lacrosse Valley, along the river by that name. The country here is rolling Prairie, very fertile, well watered and tolerable well timbered wi'h Burr, White, and Black Oak. This is by for the best country we have yet seen for a residence. We arrived at Sparta a little after dark, and pul up at (he ‘‘Munroe House," where we had very good accomoda tions, marred only by the odorofbad whisky, the use of which, I find is the besetting sin of VVest. Sparta is a last growing town, with good prospect for -the future—the country round it being good for agricultural purposes for some distance. I noticed two new churches in course of erection, wbicii do much credit to the citizens. The next morning (Saturday) we hired o team and .sleigh to take us to Black River Fulls, (the county seal of Jackson Co.) 30 miles from Sparta, for 810—or §2 a piece.— We found the country through which we journeyed for the first four or five miles, very beautiful, but mostly unsettled. We then came to a rough uneven coumry, pretty well limbered, but the soil not very good, being nothing but mountains ot sand. The country continues to grow worse all the way to Black River—the limber changing at Robinsons Creek, 15 miles from Sparta, from Oak to scrub Pilch Pine, While Birch and Black Cherry. It looks worse than any “sec tion of the east I ever saw. At Robinsons creek we found n large sawmill and a good stack of logs, but the timber was of a poor quality. Wearrived at Black River Falls at evening, croseed the river in a Ferry Boat and pui up at the “Black River House,” called for supper and when it was ready went in to cal; but found the victuals so poor and so dirty that, notwithstanding we hud had no dinner, we could noteal. Left without mo lesting anything, and went across the way to another tavern which looked worse than the first. Left this and went to another House called the “ Shanghai.” Here, we again call ed for supper, but upon silling down to the table, discovered it was but little if any better than the first; but we managed to eat enough to sustain nature, and after looking about (own a while concluded to leave, as it gave evi dence of being the hardest town that any of us had ever met with. We found no stage leaving until Monday forenoon, and-not then with any certainty,' so we hired the team that ’ bronghv us from Sparta to lake us-to Hudson. ■ ’ We paid him s 4 per dby and bore all expenses. We star ted about seven o’clock on Saturday evening for a House on the Prairie, 10 miles distant, without any knowledge of the road and coun try, for we considered any place as prefera ble to Black River Falls, even, jf it.wore a, camp on i[te Prairie. . Spo’n,after we had misfoi’uoe to upset oursleigh, but, were soon, again on our way. ,VVa arrived at ijig, House, spoken ofabeuliO o’clock P. M., pretty hut all well. The owner -soon got y|> and built a good, fire and took nana of ouF.teajm and then gave uan very comiafiahla place> to sleep for .the night,, and we werealf thankful .that; wo had escapediiront'Black River Bulls, i which- id quite a-large 4owtr situated on the bank-of the Black -River,'-which is large enough to raft lumber from this-place to (he Mississippi, ...The country about js not niu.ch of a farming region, (ml the is, chiefly supported by the lumbering busiqqag, |K$ logs, being cut in the Pineries some 35 miles above -this place,-and run.down to this point to be manufactured.-Tha town is noted all.through this country for-its drunkenness .andiiowdv ism and is called the.worst place (morally) in Wisconsin; and I think not inaptly. On the next morning (Sunday) we again started on our journey through a rolling Prairie country to Beefßiver station, 22 miles distant, it being the next stopping place on the route. We passed through the Trumbe leau Valley and crossed -the stream by that name, which is very small at this point, as is also Bdef River where we crossed it. There is some good land along each of these streams, but between them there is not much worth having, as there Is no timber on it, and the land is not of the first quality. It snowed alj this forenoon, but not jvery last, and from this point to Hudson the snow averaged about 1 foot in depth.' Wo got dinner at Beef sia-' lion, and then journeyed on till after dark, when we found a House on the Prairie 13 miles from Beef River. It was a little bit of a thing, one story high, and in it lived a Dutchman, his wife, hired man and thirteen children ! Here we'proposed tostfiy'all night, for we could not find the road in the dark, and this was the only house for a number of miles each way ; so we crowded in—eight in number—and we soon had an addition of two mote benighted travellers like ourselves, and of course they must stay also. We could get no supper, but .made a bed on the floor with our Buffalo Robes, and-as many as could, laid down ; and after the floor was filled, there were yet four left standing—my self and Mr. Jones among the number. We got a ladder and crawled up through a trap door to the garret of this one story house;— There was -not room to sit up and undress, so we had to fie down to it, but we managed to get a very good night’s rest, lathe morning a question arose ns to how we were to gel our pants on in such a tight place; but after a season of consultation, Mr. Jones verified me saying that “ necesily is the mother ofiii vention,” for he conceived, tyid pul into exe cution the expedient of dropping nis paftls tltrogh Ihe trap door, and then dropping him self into them. By this means we soon got dressed and on our way. We could gel no breakfast until we got (o Eau Clare, (pro nounces signifies clear water,) a distance ofl2 miles, where wo -c,.^ 10 o'clock A. M. This morning we passed through the most beautiful country wo have yet seen., Eau Clare is the county seat of Eau Clare Co., and is situated on the banks of the-Chippewa River, iwojmiles below the falls where there is a large lumbering estab lishment andjsplendid water powers. The-logs are run down the Chippewa from some 25 miles above this point, where the whole coun try is said to be one extensive Pinery. { think tho lumber is not as good quality as we have in Pennsylvania. Eau Clare is upon the whole a desirable point—the Chippewa being navigable with steamboats up to this point, and the surround ing country wfing good for agricultural pur poses. The town is but six months old, and has two large taverns, a steam mill and sever al stores, shops, dwellings, &c., and is des tined no doubt to become a largo town in a very few years. But as I lack room to write more at presen', 1 will now close and resume at this point in my next communication. Yours affectionately Superior, Doug. Co. Wis. ) C. V. E. Dec. 20, '56. $ Economy op the Arts. —The horseshoe nails dropped in'lhe streets, carefully collected, reappear in the form of swords and guns.— The clippings of linker's shops, mixed with Ihe pairings of horses hoofs, or cast-off wool en garments, appear afterwards in the form of dyes of the brightest blue, in the dress of courtly dames. The bones of dead animals yield the chief constituents oflucifer matches —phosphorus. The dregs of port wine, carefully rejected by the poll wine drinker in decanting bis lavorite beverage;- are taken by him in the form ol'Seidlitz powders. The washings of coal gds reappear carefully pre served in the ladies’ smelling bofle as an ammoniacnl salt. Tijk Tmbee Piivsici,iss.— The celebra ted French physician Dummoulin, on his death-bed. when surrounded by the most dis tinguished citizens of Paris, who regretted the.loss which the profession would sustain in his death, said : “ My friends, [ leave be hind me three physicians much greater than myself.” Being pressed to name them, each of the doctors supposing himself to be one of the throe, he answered, "Water, exercise nnd Diet'" —[Adversity exasperates fools, dejects cow- out the faculties of (he wise and ingenious, puts the modest to the necessity of trying their skill, awes the opulent, and makes the idle-industrious. Much may .be said in favqr of adversity; but the worst of it ja it has no friend. Poetry.—lt is the gill of poetry to hallow every -place in which itmoves; to breathe rduhd nature an odormbreexquisite than the perfume of the rose, and to shed over it a tint more magic'al-than the blftStii of morning. .TpiEAno Aiq.—'Time, li|re sir, is invisi ble,.and o)U,st he estimated by ileuses uud ef-, fee}?, Rates of Advorllilnj.' Advertisements will In charged 91 per aqaare of .squate. d?ill <U '<9i#rMd for t aedj, JfwJjr;4dvert Ui og, ; ' ■' r.i ffioolha., ,6 rooplhi.. ia utt>*« l‘tt9tllhh;! V:■ r> ; 1000 ’ n 'lS 00 90 00 I'ootanliv, ; -30 00n • 40.00 - advarlifepfpptji opt i haring ,lhe pamber ofi in-. Mrt|oo*m ? tked qpop jljam, bq kept in, apt] j or •to? ouf,iißd clwrwid Accordingly* " BiH, I «!idXCtter Hea'ds.and all itiadi dpilehtiißg *ddne id eonnlry establishment*! u . promptly. ; Jii»i|se»V.Coiut*. b Ti *?? cpnaUoily on hand and printed Id order. . *• tini k ! s t J . tv ** ,a ,i KHaw .KOrJI. ' ■■ mi^atiinre. e |' :qamd in j})r .whatis of very frequent' crebtlr- ' -reica ifidrej a’ fire. Indeed, I Be- " Ijevp ih'af^ stprfn is said to teatways igoing on m some part of tlie sea/pp a poh- larger or smaller, Is pfways raging insomepaftof jhe narrow wooden Streets of Stambout. .. ’ ‘ pwpfe Wave few public amusements, and this is considered one of,the beat, if! may judge by the demeanor of the crowds, whose singular bearing Was to me more interesting : ihah the spectacle I witnessed in common with them. At first fknew not what it meant. 1 had observed that vast multitudes were mov ing with what, for a TWk, is haste, towards the court of one of their rposques, and sta tioning themselves' ns sqpn as ihey reached iti. ort the steps, balustrades, end every spot whence a view was commanded. Joining (he company, f discovered (lie cause of their assembly in a whole street ' from which ihe smoke was rising, and from which it was every moment expectsd that the flames would burst. Nothing could exceed alacrity of those wjto strug gled for a place in (he balconies, or the placid enjoyment of those who had attained one. In expectation of the great. event, piles of carpets, pillow's, and cushions had been al ready brought from the neighboring houses, and placed wherever room could be found. On these comfortable seats the multitude had established themselves—the men in one part, sedately smoking!; the women in another, now looking on, and now playing with (heir children. In a moment refreshments of all sorts were provided ; sweetmeats, confection ary, and sherbet, by a number of rival pur veyors, wjto advanced with 'unalarmed alac rity, amid'the smoke and falling spars, plain ly considering the scene of destruction a sort of 11 Benefit,” got up for their especial behoof' and unceremoniously elbowing to one side the police', who rushed, with pails of water on their heads, to the rescue of the bur'ning houses. In a few minutes more the flames burst out wiih a loud crash, mountain high into the heavens, and Hinging an exciting and pleas urable heal into the face of the crowds, who, without ever removing their pipes, (except to drink,) gazing with silent but impassioned in terest on a scene which, lothem, was npTmore a matter of surprise (han a street (Irpachec would be in Edinburgh, a “ Funziane” at Rome, or Punchinello at Naples. Among -1 the balm croWd- of‘ spectators were the pro prietors of the burning houses, smoking like their neighbors, and Well assured that their loss had been deteVmined by Allah long be fore the prophet was born. —De ' Verey Sketches. ' The Two Roads. —lt was New Year's, night. An aged man was standing at a win. dow. Uow mournfully raised his eyes, towards the deep blue shy, where the stars floating like. Ii I lies on the surface of a< clear calm lake. Then he cast them on the-earth, where few more helpless beings than himself were moving towards their inevitable goal— the tomb. Already he had past sixty of the singes which lead to if, and be had brought from his journey nothing but errors and re* morse. His health was destroyed, his mind unfurnished, his.heart sorrowful, and his old ago devoid of comfort. The days of his youth rose up hi a vision before him, and he recalled the solemn mo ment when his father had placed him at lha-. entrance of (wo roadsj one leading into a peaceful, sunny land, covered with soft, sweet songs ; while the other conducted the wan derer into a deep, dark cave whence there waa no-issue, where poison flowed instead of water, and where the serpents 'hissed and crawled. He looked towards the sky, and cried out, in his anguish :4-“ Oj youth, return! 0. my farther, place me once more at the cross wav of life, that.l-may choose the bettor road !” But the days ol his youth had passed away, and his parents were with the departed. He saw wandering lights float over dark marshes and then disapear. “ Such,’’ he said, “ were the days of my wasted life!’’ He saw a star shoot from heaven, and vanish in darkness athwart the church-yard. “ Behold an em blem of myself!” he exclaimed ; and tha sharp arrows of unavailing remorse struck him to (he heart. Then ho remembered his early company ions, who had cnleied life with him, but who,, having irod ihe paths of virtue and industry, were now happy and honored on this New Year’s night. The clock in the high church lower struck, and the sound falling on his ear recalled the many tokens of the love ofhia parents for him, their erring son ; the lessons they had taught him ; the prayers they bad offered up in his behalf. Overwhelmed with shame and grief, he dared no longer look towards that heaven whore they dwelt. His darkened eyes dropped tears, and with one desparing effort he cried aloud, “ Come back, my early days! Come back!’’ And h's youth did return; for all this had been But a dream, i visiting his slumbers on New Year’s night. Ho was still errors only were no dream. Ho tbalnk&l God fervently that lime was still his own } that he had not yet entered the deep, dark cavern, but that he was free to tread the road leading to the peaceful land where sunpy harvests wave. Ye who still live on Iho threshold of life, doubling, which path to choose, remember that when years' shall be passed, and you will cry bitterly, but cry in vaitl, *' 0, youth, return! ‘. 0, give me back iny early days!’’ -Etc AttK. —Happiness is a perfume that one cannot shed over another without a few drops fulling on lu.-’s tplf,
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