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VOLUME X.
GRACE WARNER,
THE RAH MAWS WWI:,
IIY HARRIS I'ItESCOTT
CHAPTER I
" I can never love him, mother, not even re• I
spect him," said Grace Warner, a fair maiden
of eighteen summers.
" But, why not, child ?" asked Mrs. Warner.
" He is too old to love, too meam to respect : "
" He is not very old."
" Old enough to be my father."
" He is not over forty, if he is that."
" That is too old altogether lin• a girl of
eighteen : but if he were only twenty, I Could
not love him."
"It is all a whim, Grace."
•' Call it what you please, mother. Ido not
even respect him."
" That is a foolish prejudice."
" He has the reputation of being the mean
est man in town."
" It is a false report, you may depend upon
it."
" Ilis meanness is the only reason why he
not married before."
You wrong him, Grace."
And now that he has got old enough to need
a nurse, he is going to marry to provide one."
"You are too bad, child. All these reports
aro mere malicious slanders. Have you no
confidence in the judgMent of your father and
mother ?"
IE9
Yes, mother, but even if there were noth
ing against Mr. Dightbn, 1 could not willingly
become his wife."
" Why not ?"
You know the reason, mother," replied
Grace, with a slight blush.
" What ?"
I love another."
Pooh ! i thought you had got over that."
No, indeed, mother."
" But you are not engaged ?" '
" No, but I ldve James Henderson, anti I am
sore it would make him eery sad to know that
I had falsified my words."
" lie will soon get over it."
" But I should not."
" Yes, you would. Mr. Dighton, you know,
is very rich. lie lives in a great house, and
you would be a queen."
" They say he starves, the poor woman who'
keeps house for him."
" It is false ; and then you would he so hap
py, and have everything you want—"
" Except James Henderson."
'" James Henderson again ! What is he ?—;
A poor journeyman carpenter, and likely to re
main so all the days of his life. No, child, don't
have anything to do with him. Never see him
again."
" Nay, mother, he is an enterprising young
man, and in five years he will be in good eir-
cutnstances."
•• One bird in the hand is worth two in the
bush.' If you consult the wishes of your pa
rents, Grace, you will accept Mr..Dightou's
offer."
" I cannot. mother.. I do not love him."
" You will love him after a while. Not half
of the folks love One another when they arc
married."
" Then they ought not to be married."
" But they soon learn to love one another.—
I am sure, I almost hated your father when let
were married."
Poor Grace was not saucy enough to say
what her observation had taught her was true,
that they did not agree any too well now.
" Now;Gmce, in one word, if you marry Mr.
Dighton you will be happy : if you marry
James Henderson- you will be miserable.
Think well of it. I never can consent to your
wedding Henderson. It would be like permit
ing you to sacrifice yourself."
Mrs. Warner made a very long speech, and
used a great many very specious arguments—
the same arguments which had been used a
hundred times before, and . will be used a hun
dred times again. Everything that could be
said to torture the poor girl into compliance
waq.ssid, and the result was that she finally
›Prelded.
It was, a sad day for her when she severed
the tie that bound her to her lover—a bitter
day ; and all the consolation she could derive
from the act, was that it was in obedience to
the wishes of her parents. She Made a great
sacrifice, but it was made in the spirit of filial
obedience.
In duo time she was married to Mr. Dighton
—a man twice her ago, and whose sympathies,
feelings and aims were as entirely different
from hers as light is from darkness. He was
rich—rich in the goods that perish, in the dross
of earth, but not in that wealth which makes
a ixuktt—and the parents of Grace, flattered by
the ptospect of so brilliant au alliance, had
used extraordinary means to bring it about.—
They succeeded, with what results let the se•
quel show; though our 'feeble pen can only out-
PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY HAINES & DIEFENDERFER AT ONE DOLLAR AND FIFTY CENTS PER ANNUM.
lino the clouds which the reader's imagination
must fill up with the direst black.
My space does not permit mo to narrate all
that poor Grace suffered as the wifeof Mr.
Dighton. For a time ho was kind alinclul
gent to her—at, least till the lioneytn n had
passed, and the novelty of his situation liad in
some measure worn off.
Then he began to exhibit his true character,
and it was very much as Grace had predicted
it in the interview with her mother which I
have given the reader. He was not only harsh,
unjust and unkind, but ho was little, mean,
and contemptible. Even the promised joys of
wealth were denied her. Her labors could not
have been more_ severe in the home of a jour
neyman mechanic, and she found it very diffi
cult to squeeze out of him money enough to
furnish her with the necessary articles of cloth
ing, to say nothing of luxuries.
Thus she lived for some six years. Two
children were added to their household; and
Mr. Dighton had grown meaner and meaner
every day he lived.
To Grace, life was little more than a strug
gle to obtain decent food and raiment for her
self and children. But she was a patient
woman, and though disappointment and sorrow
had worn deeply into
. her heart, she had en
dured all with fortitude.
But things had come to such a pass that pa
tience was no longer a virtue. She could not,
she felt, longer bear up against the woes of her
situation. If she had loved her husband, and
necessity had doomed her to suffer, she could
have sustained it without a murmur.
'• Mother," said she, one evening, when she
was spending an hour at home,
it no longer."
"Why, what's the matter, Grace ?" asked
her mother, alarmed by the air of despondency
that her daughter wore.
I cannot even get enough to cat."
" Why, Grace !"
" It is true."
" Why don't you make him provide what
you want?"
• Italic him ! I cannot !"
" Yes, you can. Spunk up."
" I have said all I can gay."
" But you are too gentle with him. Why
don't you make the house too hot to hold him ?"
" I can't do that, mother."
" Yes, you can."
"We have not seen a piece of meat for a
week. and as for clothing, I can't get a dollar
out of him."
' You are too tame. You haven't got spunk
&hough."
" I am afraid of him."
" It is his policy to keep you afraid of him."
Grace thought for a moment, and new light
broke in upon her. Her mother was right, and
yet, if she played the virago, her life would be
even more miserable than it had been.
" Where does he keep his money? Why
don't you help yourself and provide for the
family ?"
That was a good thought•. The money was
in his drawer, and she began to derive new
strength from these suggestions, pernicious as
they were, or would have been under any other
circumstances.
It was quite dark, and as she was about to
go, her brother, a stout fellow of twenty, en
tered the room with a cowhide in his hand; and
proposed to accompany her home, and they left
the house together. .
Grace had no idea that her brother had over ,
heard her conversation with her mother, Or she
might have had some suspicions as to the pur•
pose to which the cowhide was to be applied.'
But as her father was a farmer, and Henry had
just driven his team into the yard, she paid no
attention to it.
They were passing through a dark lane,
deeply shaded by willows, when they encoun
tered Mr. Dighton.
" So, Mrs. Dighton," said he, roughly, " you
are coming home at last !"
" She is, you d—d infernal, sneaking whelp!"
said Hefiry Warner, as he grasped Dighton by
the collar.
" What do you mean, you villain ?!! said the
wretch, striving to shake off the grasp of the
sturdy youth.
" Half starve my sister, you—" we will not
write the strong epithets he used. " She didn't
tell me, but I found it out, and now I'm going
to give you some. Run along, Grace."
" Let go my collar, you scoundrel !" roared
pightpn.
" I'll teach you to abuse my sister !" and the
stout fellow commenced lashing the rich and
respectable (?) Mr. Dighton till he called for
mercy.
But Henry heeded not his cries, and laid on
the cowhide till ho was fairly exhausted.
" Now, you contemptible villain; you may
go. Hell is not hot enough for you, and I mean
to warm you up q little before you get there.—
Tf you abuse her again, I will repeat the oper
ation."
CHAPTER II
" I can endure
Allentown, Pa., March 12, 1856.
Dighton dragged himself home, but he could
not leave his room for a week. His rage knew
no bounds. He threatened the youth with all
the terrors of the law, but Henry gave him to
understand that he would flog him again if he
prosecuted, and repeat the dose as often as he
misbehaved himself. Men like Dighton are
always cowards, and Henry escaped, and pub
lic opinions justified his act.
CHAPTER HI
Grace, through the good results of the coW
hiding, and by her own energy, soon obtained
the upperhand in the house but if possible
she was more unhappy than before. She loath
ed her husband, and his very presence was
hateful to her.
Cowardly. mean, and contemptible to the
last degree, she could scarcely endure the sight
of him, or even to remain beneath his roof.
However much sho respected and loved her
mother, sho felt that she had done wrong in
persuading her to marry Dighton. She real
ized that it was her duty to have disobeyed
her parents, when they refused to permit her
union with Henderson—at least to have diso
beyed their command to marry Dighton. It
would have insured her happiness, as she only
could judge whom she loved as a•wife should
love a husband.
To make her sad situation the moro appar
ent, James Henderson had just returned from
California, whither he had gone at the time she
had discarded him, with a fortune in his pos
session.
He had called upon her, and the ' old flame'
had been rekindled, if, indeed, it had ever been
extinguished. Dighton was furious at this in
trusion, and exhibited his character in a very
clear light, by ordering him to leave the house.
Don't go, Mr. Henderson," said Grace,
promptly.
"By Heaven ! Am Ito be snubbed in my
own house ?" continued the indignant wretch.
" Leaye my house, or I will kick you out !"
"iMy visit relates to this lady," replied Hen
derson, more disposed to laugh than to run.
" I know it, and that lady is my wife. You
have no business to visit her."
" The lady must decide that fur herself; in
the meantime I will not be insulted myself nor
permit her to be."
" We will sec," said Dighton, as he rushed
out of the room to seek assistance, fur he never
could do anything alone.
The tears came into the eyes of Grace, as
she gazed at her former lover. The contrast
between her present situation and that which
her fancy pictured if ho had been her husband,
overwhelmed her with grief and disappoint
ment.
" You are very sad, Grace," said he, tender
ly. "I am sorry for you."
" He is a monster !" sobbed she
"Why do you live with him ?"
" I would not, if it were not fur my child-
ren."
"It really makes me sad to see you in this
situation."
James llenderson was a man of quick sensi
bilities, and he felt all that he said. They con
versed together for half an hour, and then he
took his departure. The visit was repeated
several times, till at last Mrs. Warner hinted
to her daughter that it was not proper for a
married lady to see - an old flame' so often.
" People will talk about you," she added.
" Let them talk. I have been talked about
enough not to mind it."
" But it is improper'for you to do so."
" Mother, I have suffered so much, that I
don't care much what I do."
What a rebuke to a managing mother ?
About a week after Mr. Dighton missed his
wife and two children. They could not be found
in the village !
It also appeared that James Henderson had
departed that day on his return to California.
It was a plain case ;—ho had eloped with
Mrs. Dighton ! She had taken her children
with her, and a subsequent examination into
the affairs assured the husband and the mother
that the elopement had been contrived several
days before, for Grace had carried off her own
and her children's wardrobes.
They soon obtained intelligenco from New
York that the guilty parties had departed in
the steamer for California.
Dighton raved and swore for a few days, and
Mrs. Warner wept. By this time she had be
gun to see that she had done wrong in counsel
ing Grace to marry a man she did not love.
Our story is a very simple one. We wish
distinetly to declare that we do not approve of
elopements—that nothing can justify a criminal
elopement. And yet we find a great deal in
Mrs. Dighton's case to extenuate her conduct.
As for Henderson, though he still loved Grace,
probably the idea of running away with her
would not have occurred to . him, if he had not
.commisserated her sad situation.
They had lived in California but a year,
when the news of Dighton's death reached them.
Immediately returning home, they were mar
ried, and public opinion to far forgave them
that Henderson was appointed the guardian of
his wife's two children, and he was in reality
a kind and good father to them.
.Such marriages are seldom happy, but this
was, and the parties still continued devotedly
attached to each other.
A NEW SONG.
" Jeannie Marsh of cherry Valley."
WORDS BY 0. P. MORRIS, MUSIC By 1110.11.1.9 BAKER
Jeannie Marsh of Cherry Valley,
At whose call the muses rally;
Of all the nine none so divine
As Jeannie Marsh of Cherry Valley.
She minds mo of her native scenes,
Where she was born among the cherries;
Of peaches, plums mid nectarines,
Pears, apricots and ripe strawberries !
Jeannie Marsh of Cherry Valley.
Jeannie Marsh of Cherry Valley,
In whose name the amen rally ;
Of all the nine none sordivino
As Jeannie Marsh of Cherry Valley.
A silvan nymph with queenly grace,
Au angel she in every feature ;
The sweet expression of the place,
A dimple in tho smile of nature!
Jeannie Marsh of Cherry Valley
FLING AWAY THE RAZOR.
Each hair is furnished with a distinct gland,
elaborately and beautifully complete: Under
the facial are innumerable nerves, immediately
connected with various organs of the senses,
ramifying in every directiou, and performing
Most important functions. This hair, when in
full growth, forms a natural protector to the
nerves and also holds, as it were, in suspension
a quantity of warm air, through which the cold
Or, in breathing passes, and becoming rarified
or tempered, enters the lungs without giving to
their delicate texture that severe shock which
arises from the sudden admission of cold, so of
ten the fore-runner of fatal disorders. Any one
putting his fingers udder the hair of his head
will there feel warm air. The hair also wards
off east winds, and prolific sources of toothache
and other pains, and so tends to preserve these
useful and ornamental appendages, the teeth.
It is said that an intimate connection exists
between the moustache and the nerves of the
eye, and that many diseases of the eye are trac
able to shaving. Who has not felt his eyes
smart under the application of a dull razor ?
May not shaving, by depriving the lungs of
the male of their natural protection, and by ex
posing them to the uninterrupted action of cold
air, tend to weaken the chest and that weak-.
ness being transmitted in an increasing pro
portion from generation to generation, at length
inducing consumption and consumptive tenden.
cy ?
Persons who wear their hair under their
chins, do not, except in rare cases, suffer from
sore throats,
There is in the crypt of Hyde Church a vast
pile of bones, which were gathered many years
after a battle fought upon the sea-shore, be
tween the Danes and Saxons, about one thou
sand years since ; and among them the skulls of
aged warriors, finely developed, the teeth in
many of which are so perfect, so beautifully
sound, and firmly imbedded in their sockets,
that you cannot move them. The owners of
these teeth wore beards ; and the writer re
members witnessing, several years ago, some
excavations on the site of the old priory at
Spalding, when many stone cpfilns were dug
out, whose inmates-had, almost without excep
tion, sound, entire, and elegant sets of teeth.
Did not. beards grow on their chins ?
Shaving occupies on an average, fifteen min
utes. A man who shaves every morning for 50
years, thus employs in that time upwards of
380 days, of 12 hours each. Is this a profita
ble application of our fleeting moments ?
The face exposed to a microscope immediate
ly after shaving presents a most unsightly ap
pearance, the stumps assuming the forms of
marrow bones sawn transversely.
Did not the teachers of the faculty approve
of moustaches—and aro they not of opinion
that they play a most important part in the
animal economy? Is it not probable, that by
unduly stimulating the growth of the hair by
shaving, we draw too largely on, and so cause
an unnatural action of the nerves, producing
an injurious effect, no matter how slight; on
the brain ?
Did not patriarchs and sages ' of old wear
beards, and were they not remarkable for lon
gevity, as well as for being exceedingly fine
looking fellows ?
Is not shaving a boreand does not a man,
while undergoing the operation,.look extremely
ridiculous ? And if it is right to rasp the chin,
why not the eyebrows and the head also ?
Does it not appear foolish to shave on a cold
morning that which nature has provided to
protect us against the cold ? Do we not despise
and hold too cheaply a beneficent arrangement,
and infringe a natural law, when we cut off
what Providence, says so plainly shall grow?'
for the more a man shaves the more the hair
grows, even to the hour of his death.? The
head shall become bald, but the face never !
In conclusion, when man was created he had
given him a beard, and who will dare say tha
it was not a good gift I Turn to the first chap
ter of Genesis, and you will find that God sti.
everything that he had made, and behold it wa •
very good !—London News.
Siberian Sledge Dogs
The - se dogs are said to resemble the wolf, t
have long pointed, projecting noses, sharp an ,
upright ears, and long bushy tails : color v
' rious—black, brown, reddish brown, white an.
spotted. They vary also in size, but a goo,
sledge dog should not be less than two feet seve.
inches high. Their howling is that .of a wol
In the summer they dig holes in the ground fo
coolness, or lie in the water to escape the mos
quitoes, which in those regions are not les
troublesome than one of Fharoah's plagues.
winter they burrow in the snow and lie curie.
up with their nose, covered by their bushy tails
The preparation of these animalsf or a journey
is carefully to be attended to. For a fortnight
at least, they should be put on short allowance
of hard food, to convert their superfluous fat in
to firm flesh. They me also to be driven from
ten to twenty miles daily , after which, Von
Wrangel says, they have been known to travel
a hundred miles a day without being injured
by it.
" We drove ours," sometimes at the rate of
one hundred wrests (sixty-six miles) a day.
Their usual food is fresh fish, thawed and cut
in pieces ; and ten frozen herrings are said to
be a proper daily allowance for each dog. A
team consists commonly of twelve dogs ; and
it is of importance that they should be accus
tomed to draw together. The foremost sledge
has usually an additional dog, which has been
trained as a leader.—On the sagacity and do
cility of this leader depend the quick and steady
going of the team, as well as the safety of the
traveller."
A Chil3ll Prayor
I=2
Sweeter than'tho songs of thrushes,
When the winds are low;
Brighter than the spring -time blushes,
Reddoning out of snow,
Were voice and cheek so fair
Of the little child at prayer.
Lilco a white lamb of the 'meadow,
Climbing through the light;
Like a priestess in the shadow
Of the temple bright,
Seemed she, saying, " holy Our,
Thine, and not my will be done."
Which Is the Weaker Scx t
A question of some significance is asked by a
writer in the Pictorial Times, viz : ' which is
the weaker sex ?' The question is answered by
the same writer as follows :
Females:are called the weaker sex but why ?
If they are not strong who is ?—When men
wrap themselves in thick garments, and incase
the whole in a stout overcoat to shut out the
cold, woman in thin silk dresses with neck
and shoulders bare, or nearly so, say they are
perfectly comfortable ! When men wear water
proof boots over woollen hose and incase the
whole in India-rubber; to keep them from freez
ing, women wear thin silk hose, and cloth
shoes, and pretend not to feel the cold. When
men cover their heads with furs and then com
plain of the severity of the weather, women
hang an apology for a bonnet at the back of
their heads; and ride or walk about in north
east winds and profess not to suffer at all !'
THE SEXES.
There is a natural difference between the sex
es, not in the number, but in the degrees of the
primitive powCrs of the mind. Some are strong
er in the female, others stronger in the male.
The girl loves a doll, the boy wants a hammer
--showing, in infancy, that they are destined
or different occupations in society. Each sex
should be cultivated, and employed in those
pursuits for which nature has evidently fitted
them. The claim to justice and merit is equal
—their duties only differ.
(r) -We are indebted to Mrs. Caudle for the
following lines :
Men broody drink and never think
That girls at all can tell it;
They don't suppose a woman's nose
Was over made to smell it.
Disadvantages of a Homely IVlce.
You can't get along in this world with a
homely wife. She'll spend halt her time in
looking in the glass, and turn and twist, and
brush and fix, till she gets completely vexed
with her own ugliness, and then she'll go right
off and spank the baby.
She'll never be pleased with herself, and
that's the reason why she'll be always fretting
or scolding at somebody or other girls in the
neighborhood.
And then she must have so many finger
rings, ear jewels, flounces and ostrich feathers
—so much all-fired expensive, flaring toggelY,
to make her look any ways nice at all, no rea
sonable man can stand it.
AUMBER 24.
HOW MANY HOURS
enter the house of a weaver who is making cloth
and you say he is a valuable man ; visit the
blacksmith's shop, where you find him making
pickaxes, hammers and plowshares, and you
say this man is essential; ynu salute these
skillful laborers. You enter the house of a
shoolinaster, salute him more profoundly. Da
you know what ho is doing ? llc is manufac
turing minds.
A C)thl) itULE
A man who is very rich now was very poor
when he was a boy. When asked how he got
his riches, he replied :—" My father taught mo
never to play till my work was finished, and
never to spend my money until I had earned
it. If I had but one. hour's work in a day, I
must do that the first tiling, and in an hou•—
and after this I was allowed to play ; and I
then could play with much more pleasure than
if I had the thought of an unfinished task before
my mind. I early formed the habit of doing
everything in time, and it soon became per
fectly easy to do so. It is to this I owe my
prosperity." Let every boy who reads this go
and do likewise.
LABOR-SAVING SOAP.—Take two pounds of
sal-soda, two pounds of yellow bar soap, and
ten quarts of water. Cut the soap in thin
slices, and boil together two hours ; strain and
it will be fit fur use. Put the clothes to soak
the night before you wash, and to every pail of
water in which you boil them, add a pound of
this soap. They will need no rubbing ; merely
rinse them out, and they will be perfectly clean
and white.
To PREVENT On. LAMPS FROM
Take any quantity of onions, bruise them, put
all into a retort, and distil ; pour a little of this
liquor into the bottom of tlic lamp, and it will
give no smoke. •
tiO 60.15.
I:llndustry.—Lovd labor—if you do not
want it for food, you may fur physic.
Ir.7Wheir a young lady grows quite impa
tient, is she stouter or taller ?
Oa•llappiness can be made quite as well of
cheap material as dear ones.
[a• Pleasure is a rose, near which there
ever grows the thorn of evil.
0:7 - Why is a Shanghai chicken like a dirty
housemaid ? Because one is a domestii: fowl,
and the other is a foul domestic.
[J . • I really can't express my thanks," as•
the boy said to a schoolmaster when he gave
hilia a thrashing.
is said that American ladies flirt more
than any other nation, and yet make the truest
and best wives in the world.
1 - If you see a gentleman with his arms
around the waist of a young lady, it is morally
certain that they are not married.
U 7 The Spaniards say "at eighteen marry
your daughter to her superior, at twenty to her
equal, at thirty to anybody who will have
her."
•
We'll gayly chase all tare away,
And tmid' every aorrow;
Subscribers, pay your• debt; to-day,
And we'll pay ours W.-morrow."
10 - liarly marriages, are apt to engender
grey hairs, plenty of children, round shoulders,
rheumatism, and thin looking wives. Young
folks, look out for these and sundry other
squalls. •
COIMCDRUM FOR sunscnlngits
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WE FO W ONS
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I' APE W O I T
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[l:7 - When was it in the early ages man
led-a life of innocence and simplicity." When
was this period of innocence ? The first man
who was horn into thu world killed the second:
When did the time of simplicity begin ?
lIMEEMI