The Lehigh register. (Allentown, Pa.) 1846-1912, December 06, 1854, Image 1

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    Qllie. teliigt) Register
Is published in the Borough of Allentown,
Lehigh County, Pa., every Wednesday, by
BAINES & DIEFENDERFEr
At 50 per. annum, payable in advance, and
$2 00 if not paid until the end of the year.—
NO . paPer discontinued until all arm:wages arc
paid. ~
(r7o.rplcs iu Hamilton street, two doors west
of the German Reformed Church, directly oppo
site Itioser's Hrug Store.
6:7Letters on business must be POST PAID,
otherwise they will not be attended to.
JOB PRINTING.
Having recently added a large assortment o
Bisbionable and most modern styles of type, we
are .Prepared to execute, at short notice, all
kinds of Book, Job, and Fancy Printing.
ottiraf.
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Where are the men who nobly stood
On Bunker's laights in days gone by
When rivulets rffiried with blood,
. .
And War unclosed his sleeping ep ?
Where are the men who led the van
Gf Fieedom's army boldly on ;
And myriads, since the world began,
That fought, and bled, and nobly won ?
All to the grave gone down, they live
In memories of the storied Past ;
They gave us all they had to give,
Their bright example, and 'tis cast
In glorious colors o'er us yet,
To gild our country's young renown ;
As when the orb of day has set,
Fair hues upon the sky arc thrown !
The Past ! the Past !, the storied Past !
Bright deeds lie buried in thy grave ;
But like sweet flower•seeds idly cast,
By.the rude winds when tempests rave,
Upon the ground, they spring to life, dik
And bloom in beauty fresh and rare
And praises of their charms are rife,
As mountain top is rife with air.
0 SING THAT SONG TO MB AGAIN
O sing that song to me again,
It has a witching power ;
It lulls to rest each thought of pain,
And tree, and shrub, and flower,
Look lovelier as its lutelike strains
Are echoing through tho air ;
0 sing that song to inc again,
'Twill soften every care.
Come, tune thy harp with thrilling sound,
And sing with cadence low ;
'Twill cause my heart with joy to bound,
My cheek with life to glow.
It breathes of friendship pure and warm,
-That feeling born of heaven !
It throws around a soothing charm,
E'en though the heart seems riven.
It falls on my enraptured ear,
I feel its magic power :
But still it brings no rising tear,
No smile in this calm hour.
There is a witchery in that lay, .
It lulls each thought of pain
If thou wouldst banish care away,
0 sing that song again. •
Obbri atib
q_7' 'T that you Dever, by any accident get
a Lady (be Young ar Old) to confess to,—That
she laces tight. That her shoes are too small
for her. That she is ever tired at a ball. That
she paints. That she is as old as she looks.—
That she has kept you waiting. That she
blushes when a certain person's name is men
tioned. That she ever lays a thing she doesn't
mean. That she is fond of scandal. That she
—she of all persons in the world—is in
doesn't e.—
That she can't keep a secret. The she doesn't
want a new bonnet. That she can do with one
single thing less when about to travel. That
she hasn't the disposition of an angel, or temper
of a saint—or else how could she go through
one-lialf of what she does. That she doesn't
know better their every one else what is best
for her. That she isg flirt, or a coquette.—
That she is ever in the Wrong.—Punch's Pocket
Book. •
IrrThe following lines are posted up in the
'church in , Worcester, Mass. They would not
boout of place in other latitudes :
• To chewers of the 'noxious weed
Which grows on earth's most cursed sod,
Be pleased to clean your filthy mouths
• Outside the , sacred Muse of God,'
Throw out your ' plug' and Cavendish,'
Your' tail,' your twist,' and honey-dew,'
And 'not presume to spit upon
The pulpet, aisle, or in the pew.'
[l:7 a rbe hotels of California are rather primi
tive. A friend 'of ours put up at the mines,
and that our readers may have some idea of his
bedroom furniture, we would • state that he
washed in a half pumpkin, and dressed his hair
with a curry comb.
113 For • sea-Sickness, stay at hoine. For
drunkenness, drink cold water. For health,
Rise early. For accidents, keep out of dangei.
To keep out of jail, pay your debts. To be
bcippy, be honest. To please all, mind your
business. To prosper, advertise and pay the
printer.
a:77An Exchange tells an incredible story of
ahoy who caught a hungry dog and tied him by
the tail. and then coaxed him out of his skin
with 'a pieceof liver. •
11:7•An association is about to be started by
the up town ladies, to be called "Know Every
thing."
Er7Why is a muff like a silly gentleman ?--
Because it holds a lady's hand without squeez
ing it. • .
' I hay.; not loved lightly .!' as
when
' the man
, d when he married a widow weighing ere*
il7Why was the first day of Adam's life the
ongest ever known 1 , 'Because it had no Eve !
-,ll:7•The cloak of. religion, Punch says, this
gementod.may be knowe,sometimes by the fine
sap.it_has.during sermon time." •
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VOLUME IX.
E. Ana(Oilman' (Calt..
RALPH LEONARD,
OP.,
Marion and his Men.
During the dark hour of the 'American 11,1 , v -
olution, few men spread more terror among the
ranks of the English soldiery than Gen. Fran
cis Marion. Unlike most of the officers of note
belonging to the Continental ostablishment,
who .came out, as a British colonel once express
ed it, and fought like christians and gentlemen
in the open field,' Marion preferred another
course of action. Lying secreted among his
men in the swamps and almost impervioill for
ests of the South, he would sally forth by . niOit
with his well tried band, scamper across the
moonlit plains, and making a sudden and UIICN_
peeled rush•upon the enemy, spread confusion
and dismay among his ranks.
At the period at which we are writing there
were two parties in the Carolinas, one loyal to
King George and opposed to the war, and were
known by the title of Tories, the other ready to
stake their all upon the great game of indepen
dence and known as Whigs.
A feeling of bitter animosity bad had become
engendered in the .hearts of those two parties
against each other, and acts of cruelty were as
common as the withered leaves upon the forest
trees in Autumn.
nail) Leonard, the hero'of our tale, was a fine
young man of ;bout twenty-five, with an easy,
dignified carriage, an interesting, intelligent
countenance, and a smile as sweet as his frown
was terrible when he had occasion for anger.—
lle belonging to the Whig party, and hated the
tories with a bitterness which increased with
every act of atrocity on their part, and made him
a most formidable enemy to their success. In
the early part of this war he had joined the fiery
Marion as a private, but his talents were
quickly apprehended by the General, and he
was taken as his aid with the naminal rank cf
Captain.
~Willet Lounsbury was a man of about f,
with_ coal black hair, slightly sprinkled with
grey, an erect and martial figure, and bright
keen eye that gave a bold expression to his
swarthy features.—He was shunned by a large
portion of the inhabitants and he often elltresc•-
ed his Contempt for all around him with a bit
ter sneer. Most people had sort of awe oflim
and seemed rather to wish to cultivate this feel
ing than to do away with it by any act of cour
tesy on their part. He was crabbed and
.surlish
to a degree,and to used roam abciut the fields in'a
sullen mood, muttering to himself and growling
about something or other continually, as though
ho was discontented with himself and all the
world around him. He was unmarried, for his
unsocial habits were not 'well Calculated to win
the confidence or affections of any female, and so
lived on the loneliness of a small farm left him
by his deceased mother, rather shunned and
avoided by his neighbors whom.he seemed to
wish to keep at a distance. In the neighbor
hood where young Leonard and Lounsbury re
sided, there dwelt an opulent farmer by the
name of Hewitt, who, had owned a large nuin
of slaves, and had become noted to.all the coun
try around ,by his hospitality and courteous
bearing.
Many were the visitors who frequented the
Colonel's mansion, and at times it seemed more
like a large hot(' than the dwelling of a country
gentleman. "Whether the smiles of a planter's
daughter had anything to do with the drawing
thithei so many people, I leave it to my readers
to determine.
Mary Hewitt—thou west a sweet girl, Mary,
with thy bright black eyes, thy finely rounded
form, and dark brown %air, that hung in ring
lets round thy oval bronette cheeks. Yes thou
was pretty, else why did so many young men
call to inquire after the health of the Colonel ?
Surely they must have felt an uncommon deep
interest in the old gentleman's welfare, did they
not ? And why before the breaking out of the
war, did young Ralph Leonard used to spend
so many winter evenings at the mansion 1—
Ah ! Mary I suspect that thou has much to
answer for. Those bright black eyes I fear
looked too deeply into the heart of my young
hero, or he would not thus be hanging about
thy home. •
IY was the beginning of the year 1776 and,
the war of the 4evolution was drenching the
fields of .America in blood, and many of her
bravest and noblest slept a sleep that knows no
*eking. In a little lane leading from the
mansion of Col. Hewitt to the highway, two
young persons might have been seen walking
arm in arm towards a noble steed that stood
ready saddled and hitched to a huge poplar,
which threw its shadow to the ground. It was
nbout nine 'clockin the evening, and the moon
was shininedown brightly through the crisp
wintry air; and its rays fell like showers of 11.
quid silver on the frozen waters of many a ea- .
tering stream, and lighted' up the countenances
of the two individeels as they strolled downthe
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ALLENTOWN, PA., DECEMBER 0, 1851.
lane.—There was something almost radient iu
the beauty of the female as those silvery rays
fell upon her features, while the face of the
young man looked rather solemn and care-worn.
And so Ralph, you have decided to enter the
army, and join the valient Marion "?' said the
lady, whom the reader will luau e no difficulty in
conjecturing, was none other than Mary Hewitt.
Well sorry as I ant to part with you, I cannct
but commend your resolution. The country
now requires the service of every arm that can
wield a sword, and dearly
. as I lore you, I can
not lint let my feelings detain you from
the right path and from your duty.'
Alt, can I forget thee, Mary ! But as you
say; I must go where my country needs men.—
The tories are mustering their forces and com
mitting, depredations throughout the State ; and
last night I heard the villain Loinsbury had
gone off and joined the loyalists. If I ever meet
with that fellow I will---'
I suppose that you did know that lie was
rival of yours ?'
Not 1, indeed, I supposed he was callous to
female charms.'
It seems you were mistaken then. No
longer than the night before last he did me the
boffir to come here and make me an offer of his
hand. As for his heart I suppose that he has
none to give.'
If he had one it is of steel. But what answer
did you make him ?'
Oh, you know well enough Ralph ! But in
my refusal I was as gentle and courteous as I
well could be, I did not wish to wound his
feelings too much.'
And he appreciated your delicacy ?'
Indeed he did not. He flew into a violent
passion, turned almost black in the face with
rage, swore he would marry me sometime or
another, and left in a towering passion.'
Mary, that Lounsburry is a dangerous fellow.
He meditates mischief, and it would be well for
you to be upon your guard. If he has as
reported gone oil and joined the loyalists he
may have it in his power to du you a lasting
injury. You must be on your guard.'
shall be watchful lore. But it is'getting
chilly here, I must go back to the house, for
Dither will be wonnering, what has become of
me. Good night and may God bless you and
return you in safety to my arms ?'
The next moment the steed was galloping
along the highway, bearing the erect and stately
rider, while the fair young girl hastened back
to her father's home.
No sooner had the spot become silent than
the person of a man was seen descending the
large poplar tree, under which the lovers had
been conversing. It was none other than Willet
Lounsberry, and he had been concealed amongst
the:branches of the tree, and he overheard every
word that had been uttered. A rifle was hung
over his shoulder, and in a. black leather girdle
was stuck a brace of heavy horse pistols and as
he came out from the shadow of the tree, and the
moonbeams fell upon his face, there was some
thing diabolical in the working of his features.
' So, so,'. muttered he with an oath. I have
found out the reason for the aversion of Mary
Hewitt - to myself, and he calls me a villain does
he ? Hell find out that if I have the name I'll
have the game as well. And as for th little
brunette lynx-if she does not bee e Mrs.
Lounsbury, it will be because there' • no chap
,in the loyalist corpse to ma her so ?'
And with an imprecation he starte off over the
fields towards the great forest, whose dim out
lines could be just distinguished in the silver
moonlight. •.
In the depths of that forest the loyalists or
tories, some six or seven hundred in number,
had formed an encampment, from which they
used to sally forth and cornmit,_4l-sorts of
depredations upon the Whigs, nor Ate ( re they
always scrupulous either as to whether a
man espoused the British or American cause,
if he chanced to have much Valuable property
in his possession which was easy to be trans
fered to their camp. The commander of this
delectable corps was one Hugh Lindsay, a des
perate fellow, who like the wandering Arabs
had for years drawn sword against society and
all and order, but being of determined bra
very, and Herculean strength, he had commen
ded himself to the tory party by several deeds,
and been chosen their leader by acclamation.
On the night to which •we have alluded,
Lindsay had retired to his bed, when it was
announced to him that a man had made his
appearance at the out-posts, and had expressed
a desire to see him without a moment's delay.
The captain therefore rose and dressed himself
and ordered that the stranger should be admit
ted. A moment more, and Willet Lounsburry
was ushered into his presence.
' Well,' said Lindsay, grutily, for he did not
like being called up, ' what is the important
business that has brought you to my camp at
this unseasonable hour I' '
' I am desircnis of joining your band.'
• Surely yini need not have disturbed me after
I had turned in about such a matter. To
morrow morning would 'have. done just as well,
if not a little better.' ` •
3tgrittilitirt, 3-11cralit1i, LAmtuicnirnt, Riatiats, &"1'
before I consent to join, there are cer
tain agreements to be made with you.
name is Lounsbury.'
' Oh, I have heard of you before sir. Of ecurse
yen want to be an officer.'
'I do not care so much for that. L is re
venge that I am after.'
' And how can I assist you 7.
You have heard of Col. Iloviit ?
What that violent Whig who entertains the
continental officers, and says, if he had the way
he•would hang every loyalist lie could find upon
the soil of Carolina. Well, Ido know him, and
goihg to pay the'old scoundrel a visit some
of these nights, and make a bqnflre of his man-
81011.
That's the way to 1111:. And will you
assist me ?'
' Iu What 1'
'IIo has a daughter who has nketed
offer of marriage: I wish to seize her, bring
to this camp, and compel her to wed me in of
to save her life. Have you any chaplaidzattael
to your commend ?'
0 yes, we have a sort of a renegade amm
us who duts once been a minister. Ile is a r
accommodating fellow, and will do the bush
for you.'
And will you assist me in carrying out
plan of revenge'
Stop a bit. Do you know where the
keeps his money and pllte ! I have heard '
lie secretes it at night, and it would not d,
make the descent in the day time, or we mi
have Marion and his men down upon us.'
Yes, I know where he puts it, one of
negro servants informed me the other night.
' Well, you take me to the spot, and pi
out the place to me, and I will promise to
you in obtaining the girl.'
On that condition I will join you.'
Enough sail—good night then ; I will
turn in again.'
Ralph Leonard, on leaving the premise:
Col. Hewitt, repaired at once to the head-qt
ters of Marion. Ile was encamped in the vi
midst of a dark zwatnp,..upoaaltae i ,iiit
surrounded by stagnant pools. Our pot
hero could not but admire the spirit of patriot
ism which prompted men to leave behind them
comfortable homes, and take up their abode in
such a lonely and pestilental spot, and proceed
ing to the rude log hut of the general, he made
knowit his wishes, and quickly enrolled as one
of his band. It was not long ere Ralph had an
opportunity of distinguishing himself in an
engagement with a party of loyalists, detached
from the main body encamped in the forest, to
procure forage for their horses, and so impressed
Was Marion with the prowess of our hero, that
he at once made him his aid, with the rank of
captain, as before stated. .
The general was extremely anxious to make
I an attack upon the tory camp, commanded by
Lindsay, who was a bitter personal enemy of
•his, and for some days prior to the arrival of
Ralph Leonard he had been making arrange
ments for effecting his object. Our hero, as aid
to the general was of course cognizant of all his
plans, and it was not long pre a circumstance
occurred which induced .him to urge his com
mander to delay his meditated assault uporithe
tory camp.
It Was a dark and rainy night in the latter.
part of 1770, and the family of Col. Hewitt were
sunk in slumbers, notwithstanding the' proxi
mity of the loyalist camp, and the dangers to
which they were hourly exposed. It was one
of those tempests known as an equinoctial
storm, and the wind shrieked ' and howled
around the mansion, as if warning the inmates
that trouble was at hand. As the clock struck
the hour of midnight, a loud rapping on the
door awakened the colonel, and he put his head
out of an upper window, and inquired what was
wanted. What was his horror on beholding, by
a flash of lightning that for a moment illumi•
noted all around, his lane 'filled with - armed
men:
' Open the door you rebel ! open the door !'
shonted the - voice of the leader, but it was the
fast Words ho ever uttered. The colonel had
aimed his trusty rifle at him—and flasha
sharp report, 'a loud groan, and Lindsay sank
to the earth a corpse. •
' Rush on, my men ! rush on, and burst open,
the door !' called out Lounsbury, who the day
before, had been elected the lieutenant of the
'band, and whb now by the fall of Lindsay had
become the chief, rush on !,..there's plenty of
money and plate in ,the house—plenty of good
liquor, rush on, my boys !'
Again the deadly rifle sent its sharp report
upon the stormy night, but this time it missed
its mark. A.hugo tory by the side Of Louns
bury was struck down pierced through the .
heart, but the leader escaped !
Crow t apere now rushing against the dbor
with
. .otheir might, but still it did tot give
way. The old rifle from the upper window was
sending death andslestructioti among the ranks
of - the tories, whose powderhail becOme wet by
the storm so that they could not return the
:Olie-after the other' they had fallen to thlt
earth, while efforts were being made to stave
le door, but still, however it did not give
way. The rifle continued to do its work with
'ost unerring . certainty. Every discharge
brought down a loyalist, and at length fear
spread among them. Lounsbury now bethought
him of a plan to open the door, and immediately
acted upon it. Taking a heavy rail from the
fence he ordered ten men to seize it and used it
as a sort of battering ram
. to burst open the
door from its hinges. In this he at last suc
ceeded, and the miscreants came pouring into
the house, not sorry to escape the terrible rifle
of the colonel.
An indiscriminate slaughter no ensued.—
On first entoring..Lounsbury had placed a sen
tinel over the door of Mary's chamber. which
- ••-,er
in those stormy days.
And by the light of that burning mansion
did those armed miscreants take their depart
ure, bearing with them upon a sort of rude litter
the pale form of Mary Hewitt, who was now re
stored to consciousness, but who prayed that
she might be permitted to share the fate of her
murderer father. But to this Lounsbury
would not consent. Ito assured her that a
brighter destiny was in store for her, that she
was destined to become the bride of the loyalist
leader, and that she ought to consider herself as
highly honored in being thus selected from all
the world beside. To these remarks the un
fortunate girl made no reply, as it was not long
ere the tories arrived at their encampment in
the midst of the forest.
Here Mary was confined in a strong log build
ing, which Lounsbury had constructed for that
purpose, and where he informed her she would
remain until the ensuing Sunday evening, when
she was either to wed him voluntarily, or else
be married against her will.
But innocence will usually find a friend even
when in the most helpless state. It chanced
the very negro which liounsbury appointed to
attend upon Mary, had once belonged to her
father. The negro expressed no little sympa
thy for the misfortunes of his former mistress.
and a desire to serve her. Mary accordingly
wrote a long letter to Ralph Leonard, detailing
the particulars of the outrage, and dispatched
the faithful negro with it to the camp of
Marion. •
At last the fatal Sabbath eve arrived, on
which Lounsbury declared she was to become
his wife. A large party was assembled at the
tent of the leader, the accommodating chaplain
was in attendance, and Mary was led in as
pale as a ghost, and more dead than alive, to
perform her part of the ceremony. .
But at the instant when she was about to be
helped up to go through with the solemn mocke
ry, a loud cry was heard at the outposts.
' Marion is upon us !' cried the officer, rush
ing into the tent. It was indeed Marion's men,
who came hewing down the loyalists as the
western pioneer hews down the trees of the
forest, and taken by surprise as they were, they
made but feeble resistance. Almost all the
force was slain.or captured, and Lounsbury fell
by the hand of Ralph Leonard.
But Marion would have his whims gratified ;
so gathering his - Officers together beneath the
tent of the tory chief, he compelled the renegade
clergyman to perform the : marriage ceremony
his young aid and• Mary Hewitt, in the pre-
4ience of the dying Lounsbury, who
,was con-'`
scions of what was going on, and gnashed Id=
teeth with rage, as his wild spirit departed
fbrever. • •
(13 11 Why do you set your cup of oottbo on
the chair, Mr. Jones 7" said a,worthylandbidy
one morning at breakfast. "It is very weak,
ma'am," replied Mr. Jones demurely, "I
th oug ht t would let it rest."
NUIIII3EIt 10.
' This man comes among us,felthie!dtisfuts.
and expects, with his highthlutiii, tak•
dusterate your und‘rstandihga, and t.o`#imil.i :
lop your imaginations. those Mei?* be ex**.
poets to conflusticate yodr actions and ilentsdo.,
cate your principles. lie is a irai*eti,:dliow•
citizens ; not a Yankee Doodle—but
Noodle. Shall we all'ow such a manioalkidir-'
ate to the loftiest heights of ambition;and stiffer •
him to revolve bp the point of the lightning rod
thrOu'gh the ball'on' the steeple of fanie 'I No !'
Not till, the. Little Antillers roar responsive , to.
the Rocliy BleuntainS, Or the POlarßear Wok.
the American Eagle fora chawof tobaccp !" NO
never !' (Cheers.)
137 - 4.latewriter: says', you •eak . tellivbea at
lioardintAtokat changes its aeriini gitipbyjnat
noticiaittuticlor in the teeliaceW
Hake a nate, i • sr.. I • • r .; I
The California Snolie• Bird.
Alexander S. Saylor, of Monterey, in his
' Familiar Sketches of the Natural History of
California," says :
That in the coast courytie 9fSaiatborn Calm
ifornia. there exists a singUlaitpecies of birdS,
generally called, on account of his well known
mortal aversion to all members of the snake,
tribe, the snake bird." It is not a bird of
prey, but lives entirely upon grain, like the gal
linacia. When full grown, it measures two . feet
from the end of its tail to the tip of its beak.—
The tail has four or five feathers tipped with
white. Its feet are furnished with four toes,
two in front and two behind; and all are guard
ed with sharlt, needle-like claws. The color of
the bird is a mottled, yellowish gray, milt
rarely attains the weight of a pound. Its beak
is two and a halfinches long, and very harden('
sharp.
When this bird finds a rattle snake—and rat
tlesnakes arc to be found in great numbers in.,
Southern California; wherever the ground is
covered by the cactus plant—it immediately
proceeds, with the greatest caution and des
patch, to gather the fallen cactus fruit, antrdry
lobes, and quietly enclose him in, to the height
of a fool or more—l he spikes and spines of the .
plant, strong and sharp as needles, serving as
an insurmountable barrier, to the escape of the
snake. > This being accomplished, the bird gath
ers with its claws and feet the young cones of •
the pine which arc midi - cad-and heavy as stones,
and hovering over its enemy, lets them fall one
by one, from a height of--five or six feet, upon.
the infuriated viper, who, surrounded by prie,
kles and points wher.ev-ra-tte tams r igsoon fully
aroused to avarilanger of his position. Thehird, - •
" • Malicious screams, continues to drop ono
another, until his foe is eximusted,.and ;
picks the snake to death with itsiron beak..
fest ific • A 711 cricas.
Days without Nights.
. Baird, in a lecture delivered, recently, in
nnati, said :
sere is nothing, that strikes a stranger
forcibly, if he visits Sweden at the sea
then the days arc the longest, than the
ice of the night. Ile arrived at Stockholm
Gottenburg, 400 miles distant, in the
dug, and,in the afternoon went to see somo
ds had not taken note of time—and
-fled about midnight ; it was as light as it
- ;re half an hour before sundown. You
see distinctly. But all was quiet in the
; it seemed as if the inhabitants had gone
or were dead. No signs of life—stores
td.
to sun goes down at Stockholm a little be
.o o'clock. There is great illumination all
.; as the sun passes round the earth to
s the north pole, the reft;action of its rays
di that you see to read at midnight. Dr.
read a letter in the forest near Stockholm•
idnight, Without artificial light. There is
untaiu at the Bothnia,where, on the 21st
ne, the sun does not go down at all.—
'raVellers go there to see it. A steamboat
goes up from Stockholm for tho purposo of
carrying those who are curious to sco
,the
phenomenon. It occurs only one night. The sun.
goes down to the horizon, you can see 16whole
face of it, and in five minutes it begins to rise.
Birds and animals take their accustomed rest
at the usual hours: The hens take to the trees.
about 7 o'clock P. M., and stay there until 'the
sun is well up in the morning, and the people,:
get into the habit of rising late too.:
A Yankee down Below:
Burton tells a capital story of the Yankee in
Hell.' His description of some of thercharac- •
tors' down below' is laughable. The introduc- •
tion of the Yankee to his infernal 'majesty is.
peculiar.
Howd 'ye dew, folks,, drawing away at a.
long cigar; is the boss dovillti hum?" Ilia.
majesty looked sulphur and salpetro at the in
truder.
' Reptile ! he exclaimed in a void° of thunder,.
who are you that dare intrude upon our sacredi
privacy, in this insolent manner V
Whew ! beeswax and eggshells ! said Jana,-
than, don't tear your shirt; you'll kink that'
tail o'yourn. What's the use o'your asoin' off
half cocked in that sort o'• way ? DMA kick,.
afore you're spurred ! There ain't such ant
almighty occasion for you to get yOr • dander.•
riz, just as if you wanted to burst your tiler..
Seein' that your climate's rather warm it would!
be no more civil if you'd just sed, Master; toe.
the mark and take your. bitters.'
• Worm' hence to your appointed place, in-
that yawning gulf and in the hottest flame!'
Waal, I geese not, old fuller, drawled. the:
man with imperturable calmness. ' rgot my
ticket from a regular agent, and I dm*, reckon.
I'll take berth so near the online, old. fink:
tail.'
EloqUent -Ettratt
From the " Striped Tiger," (exchange) a cam-•
paign paper, We extract the (Moving bAntiful!
burst of rhetorical invectiVe:,