ADVBRTIBINOR A_TEE3 1 mo. 9 moo. 6 moo lyr. 1.50 1.75 3.50 6.00 12.02 11.00 3.50 6.50 9.00 20.0. 4.50 8.25 9.00 17.00 241.10 11.54) 17.(1) 25.10 45, (Q 13.450 . 22.00 40.00 00.00 20.00 40.00 00.00 110.00 90.00 80.00 110 00 200.00 Chge Benue M S Ce re r . e • Om Squares. • Quarter Column flelf Column . Ons Column Professional Cards sl.ooper line por year. Administrator's and Auditor's Notices, 63.00 City Notices, 'Xmas per linolst I neertlon 15 emits per Ina each subsequent injection. Ten lines agate constitute a square. - ROBERT IREDELL, JR., PuntierrEn, • =I Coal anb Lumber. A FILBERT. H. OTTO. H. ■. OTTO. 0. W. MILLER FILBERT, OTTO at MILLER, =1 LUMBER, WLLIAMSPORT, PA MILL ON CANAL, WEST OF MAYNARD STREET OFFICE AT THE MILL W F CRANE AONN/. 4 aug 70.1, Carpct3 anti Oil Clot!) RICH AND ELEGANT CARPETS, OIL CLOTHS, &C. S. C. FOULK. NO. 19 B. SECOND ST., PHILA., (Fit nt Carpet Store bolow Market, RanCtilde,) Invites attention to his mnlend'd assort meat or Imported. and American CA 'WETS, which will he sold at a very mall advance. Oooda warranted en roprogruted no that all can buy with confidence and a:ult.:action. no, 7.3-tf • Sprctatico. SPECTACLES I SPECTACLES 2 I EYE GLASSES. Ac. B,,AolrAo.:3;:',7lV.'x'g!:':"°`""kthd""S C.IT.AS. S. MASSEY'S, NO. 23 EAST HAMILTON STREET, ALLENTOWN, PA Baring devoted a great deal of care and attention to the Spectacle imniumm for thorn last few yearn, I find that my business to that Mohan incretteed so a rich that I have de termined to maho It a SPECIALTY. There lo no article manufactured In which there la no much deception prac ticed am there is In Spectacle Klemm, Knowing that the public have been freenently humbugged by parties pre• tending to have evaperior ankle of (Amami. and charging exorbitant prima fe,hem, thereby trafficlog open the no ceseitlea and Infirmities of age, I have taken Palus to Re lent a largo and complete aseortment of the flnext and best Glans°a ever manufactared, thus affording all persona needing Spectacles an opportunity of purchaming at rea• @enable prices. Persons having any difficulty in being stilted elsewhere will do well to give me a call, as I feel confident that no ono will MI to be united, Remember the old stand. No. Zi East Ilarn lion atreet, opposite the Ker man Korot sued Church, Allentown, PA. jun Ti '6B tf Clothing, =MiMi= NEW FIRM! NEW GOODS! CLOTH NG ! CLOTHING GRAND SPRING AND SUMMER OPENING• GREAT REDUCTION IN PRICES I T. OSNIUN .& CO., Snecessore to Jfet:gar h Oslntin BARGAINS GREAT CLOTHING EMPORIUM IN REIMER'S BUILDING. NO. 605 HAMILTON STREET, ALLENTOWN, PA We would inform the citizens of Allentown and the sur rounding country tb,,t we are prepared with a largo stock or goods for FALL AND WINTER WEAR, and offer thorn to the public at reanonoble price,. To then° who buy their Clothing read y•made, they oro prepared to offer HAM/ AINS• WHOLE SCUTS MADE' TO ItRDERI COATS, PANTS AND VESTS Cut and made In the latent etyle. and by the beat workmen. 0011 STOCK OF CLOTHING, CLOTHS AND CASSIMERES In larger than It WI been before, aT ;u d r wo intend to cell at Cti l: u li r taT e S . ,. and give contomere the bane of our lose Oreat nonntition and variation of NECKTIES, CUFFS, COLLARS, And everything in the line of GENT'S FURNISHING GOODS, MEN'S, YOUTHS', BOYS' and CHILDREN S READY-MADE CLOTHING, CONSTANTLY ON lIAND Don't forget the place, No. 003 ilatallton 'street, third door above Sixth Street. T. 081111 S, 7 LCOLI U. SCHOLL BILIITIN LYNN mar 1,4 if HUTTON & M'CONNELL, FURNITURE WARER6OIIIS, , NO. 8110 MARKET STREET, North Side PIALADELPII lA. PARLOR, DINING-ROOM, AND CHAMBER FURNITURE. Of the 'Meet Stylee .d Beat Menufiteturo. ALSO, Feather Beds and Mattresses. seoo-3m CONSHOHOCKEN BOILER AND COIL WORKS JOHN WOOD, JR., TUBE. FLOE AND OYLINDER BOILERS, BATH AND STEAM UIIa:SLATING BOILERS. All kinds of Wrought Iron Celle, Toyer. for libel Fur nace. Gasometers. Smoke Stacke,Blaat Pipe, Iron Wheel harrow., and everything In the Boiler mud Sheet Iron line. Alan. all kind. of Iron and Steel Forging“ and lilackantith work, Miner.' Tools of all kinds, such an Whom Bucket., Picks, Drills. llnllete, Sledges, Ac. Havinga Stem Ilauttner nod set of tools of all kinds, and skilled workman, l Batter myself that I can turn out work with prolamine.n and dlnpalch, ..11 of which will he warranted to he it rst•chts.. Patching Boller., and repairing generally, strictly al ceded to. KIT 17 MORE Popufur than any Other ALWAY ON THE LEAD, The Glory of the Morning and Any Other Time The Celebrated glo , utnit Glory Stoves are manufactured thle year le greater qua. titles than ever before, to meet the great emend fur a flrat•clana clove. They are sold by WM. G. RITTER, DEALEU IU STOV & N WA RE 831 Hamilton St., Allentown. Twelve hundred or these Moven have been sold In thin county during the pant live tear., every mw of which has glyet. unlimited satlntactlon,which is the beet recom• plendation they need hsve. Always on hand all uindn of Stonen,lianges, Furnaces, Orates,,Tin and tiheot•lron Ware. A large variety of modern Cook Bloyea, such as THE REOULATOR, will, Revolving Top, 110 T BLAST t XCELSIOR COOK, SPEAR'S ANTI- DUST COOK. .ALL RIGHT C(10K, BOLD BIe.DAL, ETC Also, a largo variety or Iho most approved lioallog Rom.. oet2s•w WANTED -11y a Sewing Plachine Connally, an ()Men In a Millinery,Errennaklng or 'Denning Eittabliehment. Address lanl2-d tf • THIS MICR. VOL. XXVI FURS! FURS ! LADIES, If yon want to b toli oy Font, goroo o t tbo well-known Rol nuot obto Mo f W. KEINATH, Importer and Exporter of Furs, 710 ARCH STREET, (01y0eITE BT. CLOUD HOTEL,) PLIILA.DELPHIA. Where you have the selection from the mart extensive assortment of all de.crlhtio. at the lowest 111.11- tincturing prices. Sets from $5.00 up to the most Costly Russian Crown Sable HUDSON BAY and MINK FABE. ER3IINE, CHINCHILLA, SQUIRREL, .d every va riety of the latest style. SA QUES of Seel Skin. Purslane and Aatrachan. .ILL KINDS OF FUR Also the anent ansortment of FANCY ROBES, WHITE FOX. BEAVER WHITE POLAR and BLACK BEAR. HODSON BAY WOLF, Ac. ALL 000DS WA lIRANTED AS REPRESENTED. CALL BEFORE PURCHASING LSE WHERE SS M. K EsAATH, No. 710 Arch Street, Philadelplebt. nat•ls.gm w ALLEATO`A ROLLING MILL C 0 Buccentors to THAYER, .RDMAN, WILSON & CO., =1 STEAM. ENGINES AND BOILERS, BRIDGE CASTINGS, AILROAD TURN TABLES, MILL GEARING, SHAFTING, Furnace, Roiling Mill and Mining Work, Cc., &c., &c N. 11.—All work guaranteed end delivery prompt. L. 11. GROSS, Sup't =1 WILMINGTON AND READING R AIL H 0 A D SEVEN PER CENT. BONDS, Free of Taxes We ere offering the Second Mortgage bond., of thim Com pony AT S 5 AND ACCRUED INTEREST, Merest Payable January and July. The 800.11 are In 1000 s, .500 s, and 100 s, And con be REGISTERED freo of expenvo. The coal. miscellanea.. freights .anti passenger boldh ens are conetautly Mere..lng The receipt.. for Ma year nding Octaltel 31.1,71. morn 1i711.775 22 inure Mau the year nding Ocittletr 31 1570. The Inc ease fur Nucember.ls7l, ver November, 1570. man 1,1463.74. Boud•, Pamphlets and lufortnatlon can be obtained of DE HAVEN & BRO., No. 40 SOUTH THIRD STREET, PHIL A DELPHIA EMCEE TUE ATTENTION MANUFACTURERS. DEALERS SL IMPORTERS Iron, Steel, Ilnrel ware, Railway Suppliee, Lubricat ing Oils. Infte Lend, lac., E=l IRON WORLD AND MANUFACTURER, Largest Metal Price Current IN THE WORLD. The lending journal. of this country and Europe', cog nun it no the Itopre.entative Paper of the Amer ican Metal Trades. The publishers have ever since thin journal was estab. inked employed tire ablest rorrevoudeuts and solicitors o be procured ; on petit rug more mu• ey for their salaries lune than the entire capon•cc of many prominent news• 'ape; establishumints. Teo thousand dollars per vent In aid out for ortgrual mutter. The circulation of the /R. Vorld in for greeter than that of any similar publication n this country. ==l 01===1=1 The bear Talent le Employed. and Contents. Paper and Tupographical Appearance. Second to None. Located In the very centre of the motel Interests of the United 'tote.. with correspondeuts at the leading cities of the East, West and korph, we do not err to claiming that It In the IthentleheiTATlVll JollitilaL of 'the Metal Menufecturers, Workers end Dealers of this country. ajournel for machinists end metal workers it has no rival and contains every week the choicest selection. from engine ring, nautili( and scientific publications of this country and Europe. Its motto is "Progress," and It has compelled other iournals, of a sliniler charector,ro FOLLOW to Ito LEl•it. Its read., colonels° Iron and Noel Manufacturers, Machinist, Founders, Hardware Dealers and Tamers, gunsmiths, Plumbers, Cutlery Manufacturers, File Menufacturers,fiew blenureeterers, Boiler Manufacturers, and lending Iteilway U. , IN $4.00 PER ANNUM. Lr you are iu thepletal trade, tako a 'petal paper. I urlll..ave you word thau tie con'. If you aro a tunnel" turer lake thojuurnal that advocates your laterals. NOTICES OF THE PRESB . . From a large number of notices from the press, we se lect the following : (From the Chicago Jonrnal of Commerce.) Tile. Ines WOHLD •111. Al•MCVAcTtlitit.—A Repreeen• ttt,: of American Metal Manufacturers. Workersand Dealers.—Thls le the title and descriptive chaincter o a f n neatly printed and profusely illustrated folio of thirty.oin Colnialts, poi•lisliell by the 111011 WORLD l'ellLtettlett COMPACT. Pittsburgh. The beim before no is volume 2, No. 14. Its editorials. &scrim:lona of manufactures. re cent Improvement, correspondence : market reporte.etc., Indl. airs industry and nhtlitl It deserves the patrusi• fage of all interested in the prosperity of American Inonn• actures lu general. It will, however. be snore particu larly Interesting to those engaged In the Iron and hero ware trade. Such will welcome Its weekly returns an an essential aid to every department of their ha/tinese. From the CIOCIIInattI Merchants' and blarautacturers' mom A SUCCESAPVI. 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Contains 10 pages, or 64 column. ul reading matter, deslg, ed to interest, Instruct and ad vance the best inteteste of workingmen. Illuetrations of prominent workingmen In each Issue. Numbers Its thousands et subecribere. Only $1.60 per 1.e.., or en trial three mamba fur 25 cents. write poor name, Town,. Cuuuty nod elute plainly, enclose the money, sod eddre”. IRON WORLD PODI,IBIIINO CO. Inn, Won. bambino, Pittsburgh:Pa. *A— Agents wanted on gantry or Commission. 0,22411 d norsl.lf w IJ,',chigh stoi6tet. Tlio Fumy Bide, of Fisk The following funny Incidents connected with the better side of Col . Flak's life we find in the celebrated correspondence of "Eli Per kins," now being published in the New York Commercial Advertiser. We are no apologists Err his undoubtedly bill character, both mor. ally and as a business man, ('n his particular line of business,) which every honest man must condemn. Yet the many little stories of his charitable acts and generous feeling to ward the poor and unfortunate, brought out no doubt by his tragic death, will tend much to create sympathy In his favor, and regret that his whole character was not framed after the model of charity and goed.will to all men : FttTn AVENUE HOTEL, Jan. 12, Yesterday I called at the Erie Office. Col. risk's old ehnir was vacant, and his desk was draped in mourning.. His old associates were silent, or gathered in groups to tell over re miniscences of the dead Colonel, whose memory Is beloved and revered. Mr. Gould never tires telling about Fisk's good quail FISK'S FIRST MISTAKE Fisk used to often tell about his first mis nice in life. Said the Colonel, " When I was a little boy on the Vermont forth, my father took me up to the stable one day, where a row of cows stood in the stable." Said he, "James, 'the stable window is pretty high for a boy, but do you think you could take this shovel and clean out the sta ble ?" "I don't know, Pop,' " said James, "I never have done it." " Well, my boy, if you n ill do it this morn ing, I'll give you this bright silver dollar," said his father, patting him on his head, while he held the silver dollar before his eyes. " Good," says James, " I'll try"—and away lie went to work. He tugged and pulled and lifted and puffed, aud, finally, it was done, and his father gave him the bright silver dollar, saying: "That's right, James; you did It splendid ly, and now I find you can do it so nicely, I shall have you do it every morning all Win- NEM MISTAKE N0318E112 Fisk slid his second mistake occurred in =liner years—when he first became associ ated with Gould in the Erie office. - " llow was it ?" asked Col. Bucker. " Well," said Fisk, "Gould had some wo man litigation on band, and he came to me, and said he wanted to use my name." "What for?" said I. " Well, risk," said Gould, " you know my wife is very sensitive, and you know this wo. man business is full of scandal. Now, you know you don't care, so just let me use your name for a week in this case." " What was the result, Colonel ?" asked EMI "Result? why, by thunder, Gould used my name one week and there wasn't anything left of it. It was used up. He got itso mixed up and scandalized that I never could retain it, and I felt as if I didn't care n damn about it afterwards I" I= Fisk's little Peter was about ten years old, and small at that. Frequently large men would come into the Erie office, and " bore" the Colonel. Then he wou!d say : " lkre, Peter ; take thls man Into custody, and hold him under arrest until we send for him !" MIMEO One day a poor, plain, blunt man stumbled into Fisk's room. Ile said : " Colonel, I've heard you are a generous man, and I've come to ask a great favor." " Well, what is it, my gond man ?" asked Fisk. "1 want ti go to Lowell, sir, to my wile, and I haven't a cent of money In the world," said the man, in a firm, manly voice. "'Where have you been?" asked the Colo• nel, dropping his pen. "I don't want to tell you," replied the man dropping his head. "Out with it; my man. Where have you been ?" said Fisk. "Well, sir, I've been to Sing Si9g State Prison." "What for ?" "Grand larceny, sir. I was put in for five years, but was pardoned out yesterday, after staying four years and one.halG lam here, hungry and without money." " All right, my man," said Fisk kindly, " you shall have a pass, and hero—here is $5. Go and get a meal of victuals, and then ride down to the boat in the Eric coach, like a gen tleman. Commence life again, and if you arc honest and want a lift coma to me." Perfectly bewildered, the poor convict took the money, and six month afterward Fisk got a letter from him. Ile was doing a thriving mercantile business, and said Fi sk's kindness and cheering words gave him the first hope— his first strong resolve to become a man. BLACK AND WRITE Ten minutes after the poor convict left a poor young negro preacher called. " What do you want ? Aro you from Sing Sing, too V asked Fisk. " No, sir; I'm a Baptist preacher from IIo• bokeu ; I want to go to the Howard Seminary. in Washington," said the negro. "All right, Brother Johnson," .said Fisk. "Here, Conner," he said, addressing his Sec.' celery, "give Brother Johnson $2O, and charge it to charity," and the Colonel went on writing, without listening to the stream of thanks from the delighted negro. EMISTEE! One day Fisk was traveling to Niagara with his brother.in.l aw Hooker. The directors' car passed a car full of calves. "There, Colonel—there are some of your relations," said Hooker, laughing. " Yes relations by marriage," said Fisk. CHARITY AND NUN. One day the Colonel was walking up Twenty-third street to dine with one of the Eric directors,w hen a poor beggar came along. The beggar followed after them, ea) log, in a plaintive tone, " Pleake give me a dime, gen tlemen ?" •Taw gentleman accompanying Fisk took out a roil of bills and commenced to unroll them, thinking to find h half or a quarter. "Here man !".said Fisk, seizing the whole roll and throwing It on the sidewalk, "take the pile." - Then looking Into the blank lace of hie friend, he said, " Thunderation, Sam, you never count charity, do you ?" . " Bat, great guns, Colonel, there was $2O In that roll." " Never mind," said Fisk, "then I'll stand the supper to•night." ORAVE!AIID FENCE - .somebody in Brattleboro ciao down to New York to ask Fisk for a dorMt - ton to help them build a new fence around the graveyard where he Is now. buried. " What In thunder do you want a new fence fort" exclaimed the Colonel. " Why, that old fence will keep the dead people in, and live people will keep out as long its they can, any way. I" 118T3T=CE! The day before Flak was shot' ho came In to the Mike, and after looking over some In terest account, he shouted, "Gould I Gould " Well, what?" says Gould, stroking his jetty whiskers. " I want to know how you go to work to figure the interest so that it amounts to more than the principal?" said the Colonel. ALLENTOWN, PA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, J A NUA RY 24, 1872 THE SAGACITY OF DOGS AMUSING 13TOEIES, TITAT ..1.0.E11.4R1 3 TO The Hartford Times of Wednesday even ing last has the following article on dogs, which is too good not to be quoted entire There is in this city a dog that can sing. We state the fact unqualifiedly, on the testi mony of all the members of the family of the gentleman who owns him. The animal in question Is a large, mouse-colored greyhound —perhaps about six or ceven years old. Ills attempts at singing,though they are certainly not very musical, are unmistakable ; and they have been observed by the family for the last two or three years. He does not sing alone, but when he hears certain members of the lam ily singing, lie "Joins in." This is more par- Venturi , / the case with one lady of the house, who, if she begins to sing when the dog is any where about the place, is pretty certain to ob MEM = If she is heard singing up stairs, and the dog is shut out below, he will raise a rumpus till he is admitted to the room where she is, when he will "join in," keeping very good time, and actually keeping—so we are assured —on the same key, rising with the singer to the higher notes, in a kind of blended whine and howl, that is yet neither like the voice of a dog nor anything else, but showing some thing of a musical ear. When he reaches note too high for him, he will stop, and wait for the cadence of the song to reach the lower notes again. In his rising notes he as well as hie voice. When his owner enters the room, lie will suddenly stop, and not another note can be got out of him while, his master remains. In tact he dislikes to have anybody present except the one with whom he sings. "His voice is improving, and he sings better than he did." He may yet sing with Nilsson. There are a good many pup pies following in her wake who have neither the music nor the sense of this one. In proof of this we will state some other performances by this dog. These will show that some, at least, of the brute creation can, and do, reason trom cause to effect, and vice versa, precisely as a man reasons. This dog has long made it a practice, after the family have gone up stairs for the evening, of getting into the sitting-room below and making his bed on the sofa. He knows this Is a forbid den thing, and seems do it out of what the Hoosiers call " pure cussedness,"—for he bas a much more comfortable bed of his own in the rear of the kitchen. His practice was dis• covered by the disarranged condition of the sofa pillow AND TUE MARES ON MUDDY FEET Coming suddenly down stairs, at a late hour, on purpose to see it they could find him on the sofa, the master or mistress of the dog have never been able to catch him in the act. The sofa would be disarranged, and quite warm where the animal had lain .on it, but the dog himself would invariably be found in his own bed, his eyes shut, and he (apparent ly) fast asleep I He is only aroused as if from a sound slumber, and puts on all the stretch ing attitudes and sleepy airs of a dog newly aroused from a sound nap. One night, determined to catch the gentle. man in the act, and at the same time cure him of the trick, the. owner of this intelligent piece of property so fixed a loaded pistol to u chair, which was placed near the sofa, that by pull. big a string the weapon could he discharged. Then, hiding himself in the closet, extinguish. lug the light, and leaving the door open just fur enough to enable him to see out, he waited. The room was not so dark as to prevent hint from seeing all that occurred. After the sounds of the family retiring, in the rooms above, had all ceased, the door to the kitchen (which was always leftunlatched) was slowly and noiselessly pushed open, and =I lie stopped and listened, long and attentive ly. Then he went to the parlor door and cautiously looked into the parlor. Then turn ing back, he stopped in the sitting room and barked once more. Hearing nothing, he sud denly dropped all his guarded and sneaking manner, and bounded boldly upon the sofa— pawed the pillow down to the spot where he wanted it, and settled himself down solidly and comfortably for the night. At this June. tore the string was pulled from the elosct, and the pistol went off with a terrific bang ! close to the dog's head. The frightened animal made one leap, such a jump as greyhounds alone can make, and landed at one hound, in thv middle of the par lor. There he stopped, and stood, with eager gaze and pointed cars, looking back at the sofa in the sitting•room. Then his owner came out, and that dog's demeanor underwent a sudden change. Ile dropped his ears, head and tail, and with an air which fairly said "You've got me this time," lie sneaked off to his own bed. Nor did he again go near that sofa for many weeks. Gradually, however, he began to re sume his old tricks, and one night his owner, curious to see he w the dog always managed to get away so quick whenever any one came down stairs, again hid himself in the closet, having first arranged with one of the family to start quietly from up stairs lite, and after all of the house had become still, and start down stairs, so that he could see if the dog heard it. The dog, after waiting long to assure himself that .the family had gone to bed, came In. In the middle of the floor he etop,ped and listened. In accordance with the arrange. meat, some of the folks up stairs walked across the floor. The dog did not move. The instant, however, that the person up stairs took hold of and turned the knob to the upstairs door (indicating a purpose to come down stairs), the dog . darted back to his own place I Hastily procuring a light, his owner (whose presence he had not suspected) followed him—and lo I there lay the dog, In his own bed, with his eyes shut and pretending to be fast asleep I A gentleman living in another part of the city owns au intelligent hunting dog of the " setter" breed. His many proofs of Intelli gence it would take too much space to tell. Not long ago h'a master, to test his power of understanding, said to him, "Bill, go up into my room and bring me my hat." The dog darted up stairs, but found the door to hi , Master's room closed. Unable to get it open, he ran into an ad joining room where sat a lady member of the family, and began barking, in such a manner that the lady exclaiined, "There must be something wrong." She thought something had happened to the dog's master, and wens twills room to see. When she opened the door, the dog darted in, jumped up to the table where Mr. ---'s hat lay, took the hat in his mouth, and ran down stairs with it TO ITS OWNER One day the past fall, this dog's master was paying out some money, and diopped a roll of $6O on the floor. As be was about *leaving the house, the dog punched his nose against his master's leg, and repeated it. Thisatrange movement attracted attention, and the roll of bills was found In the dog's mouth 1 Till this time the man was not aware that ho bad lost the money. The body of an unknown man, who had evidently been murdered, was * round in the river at Loulsville on Tuesday. It Is bellev ed that be was a deck hand or passenger on some steamboat, 02113 If AR'I'EMUS WARD Donn Mott Ventures. aug Opl "Inn Ur,. the Great ltuntor( mt. "Ttiy friend, my dear Irl nd, hag been struck I "Donn Platt has gone to the grave of the• dead humorist, 'Artemus Ward,' to snatch away his laurels, even as 114:-. Stowe wrote with the p: n of slander upon the grave of Byron. "How glad am I to have, pray ident'ally,in my possession the facts to vindicate the mem ory of my revered fitend, at whose fret I some time hope to be worthy to sit." Editor Noo York Comm:m.lo ri ire r : In your issue of the 11th, I believe appears a communication, of which the above is part, signed Melville D. Landon, in which I am charged with having gone to the grave of the dead humorist Artemus Ward, to snatch away Ms—said Ward's L-laurels ; and further, that I had struck Mr. Landon's Wend, h's dear friend. I gather from the bearing of the dis course thus commenced that the dear friend thus brutally assaulted, and the buried humor ist whose laurels I have sought to steel, take, and carry away, are one and the same person. To the charge or assault and buttery, also to the charge of petit larceny,permit me to plead not guilty. 1 never struck Mr. Landau's next friend, I never went to tltc grave of said friend with any evil intent. Come to think of it, I never went to his grave at all. Ido nut evec know where the grave is, and the evergreens said to be growing there would be to me no manner of use, All this originated I suppose in the melar choly fact that some years since, while edit ing for the fun of the thing, a little eight by ten country paper, called the Mac a-Cheek Press, I unfortunately made the acquaintance of the veritable original showman Artemus Ward, heard his history, and publislud the same. I said here was the man Browne made famous—this, and this only—and the state ment was published in the lifetime of the hu morist, the dear friend of Mr. Landon, with out any one suspecting that it was an attack on that humorous gentleman. Not long since a letter appeared in the New ark Evening Courier over nay name, contain ing a stratne jumble anent this subject, that I never read until it met my eye in print. I hastened to denounce the absurd forgery. I am indifferent as to the use other people may make of any poor n tame, It nowing that no one will go to the trouble or putting it to the end of a check or note. But this effort was so in. ,:nsely stupid, so awkwardly expressed that iastened to disavow being the author, fenr:ne that some simple people might believe that 1 At! the wretched stuff At the risk of being charged with a criini• nal intent upon the evergreens aforesaid, or a disposition to strike a dear friend, I will say that the late Artemus Ward, in the way ot fame, owes more to the recognition he secured iu England, as Walt Whitman and . Miller do, than to any merit of his own. We never knew how funny our Ward was until John Bull laughed. Owing to early habit in herited from the colonies, and the absence of an internatim.al copyright, our literature is strangely dependent upon foreign criticism. We have little or nothing of our own that we dare call excellent until consent is given us in Europe. Mark Twain, Nasby, the Fat Con tributor, and Max Adeler have each t It times the humor of the Art emus, who owed so much to his bad spelling and the London Punch, And in conclusion permit me to say that Mr. Landon's comparison of toy criticism to Mrs. Stowe's attack upon the moral character of the late Lord Byron is not happy. Mrs. Stowe charged a horrible crime upon the poet, while I only said that Artemus was not such a very funny fellow after all. ' Ile seen forbid that I should attack any man's moral character. I would die In cold blood before I would attack any man's moral character, dead or alive. Ile might come back at use. But can I not ex press my opinion of an author's literary work without wounding the feeling of "a dear friend I" tio to—go a dozen. Mr. Landon's sensitiveness will prove his death yet. D. I'. A SAN FRANCISCO HORROR Yesterday morning Coronor Stillman was notified that a dead Chinaman—or what was left of him—lay awaiting his official inspes tion in a house on Dupont alley, a filthy lane, between Broadway and Pacific, and extend. ing about half-way through the block. Most of.the houses in the alley are occupied by dir ty; slovenly uegroes, Mexicans, and thieves. Passing through a short and gloomy entry of a corner house, a sort of area was reached, into which daylight penetrated front an open ing in the roof. On each side of this place were small vault like structures, 10 feet square „which, as we were told by the Chinatnan who acted as warden of the horrible place, c tarried a varied assortment of dead Chinamen. From the area another door ripened into a dark damp, and dirty apartment; where . candles were necessary at midday to distinguish the nearest objects. The door was of asphaltum, and ratheles gaped in every corner. The Chinese guide groped through the dismal apartment, and pointing to what arp aced to be a confuted pile of rags, briefly remarked to the coroner, " Dies ee him l" Each member of the party drew near, candle in hand, and the raga were removed from what was nOw understood to be the body of a defunct Celestial. The man lay stretched upon his back, and when the face was uncov ered a horrible spectacle was disclosed. One . side of his nose had been torn off by the rats, ' and around the lips were indications that the vermin had been at work there also. Throw ing aside another batch of rags, the left hand was exposed, with nearly every particle of flesh devoured. The stains of blood Will h had trickled front the wounds proved concha- slvely that rats had begun their horrible ban quet while life yet lingered in the miserable wretch. In response to the exclamations of horror and disgust which the sight called limit the Chinese guide coolly remarked : "Oh, him no belly had ;"udder Chinamen die here befo rattee eat all him eyes--all him facee eat off I" and the wretch positively laughed over the recollection. Front a conversation with this ghoul we ascertained that the dead man being sick and not expected to live, had bee n bundled up in rags and placed In the dungeon to die or he devoured by rats. lie informed us that this cheerful practice was always adopted in such cases, and repeated his story about the last one that had been disposed of in the saute manner—how the rats had torn ort both eyes, etc. Turning away in disgust, we sought a breath .•f pure air in the little courtyard outside, (where the vaults lull of departed Chinamen were located), and then we all went up stairs to Inspect the- Chinese temple, which Is directly over the rats' din ing•room. In this apartment there was noth ing new to any who has ever visited a joss house. The customary army of denim heal Chinese angels and grinning dragons, carved in wood and gilded, decorated the room. Not being. gifted with any great degree of appreci ation for Chinese sculpture,' our stay fit the temple was short, and the party soon lift the premises. In an economical point of view such sights as we beheld yesterday arc productive of good results. A. man can lose nothing by witness• ing them—provided he does so on an empty stomach and he won't want to eat anything tar a week afterwarl —Ban Francisco Chron icle, Dee. Bth. TOR CAR I'ER'S GARDEN. I don't think anybody in the village of Frog field liked Grundy Archer. Ile was a surly fellow at the be si, and 501010 ml she was down ai, • I it! hit I ICS good points t at. II Gas sober an I industrious. Ile prid ed himself particularly ~upon his o.rii collage gardem 'in %Odell every evenimr, after he had left working for is master, he worked for himself. Grundy's neat neighbor was a good• t nnpertal onus, as indmtrious its himself; and, at their garden joined, there was a kind of rivalry kept op as to which—font Carter or Grundy Archer—should have the earliest peas. the biggest cabbages, and s t forth. On the part of Carter, this rivalry was carried on with pleasant good humor; but when he happened to get the upper hand, Grundy was as savage as a bear. One morning in March, Grundy looked out id his chamber window as he was dressing, and saw a sight which might have made a bet. to tempered man than he cross. A number of fowls had got into his garden, and were ns busy as bees, scratching up a row of peas which were just appearing above ground, and d tvouring tht in by wholesale. Ile did not wait to put on the rest of his clothes. - but, rushing d awn stairs in a fury, he mwle a sudden on. slaught into the thick of the offenders, and 55011 dispersed them ; but not till two fine hens were gasping their last on the unlucky row of peas. _ - The fowls were Tom Carter's. They had made a breach in their place of confinement, and, trying to make the b st of their short liberty, had unfortunately strayed into Grun dv's garden,after having done mischief enough in their owner's . Archer was rather ashamed of himself when the deed was done, and managed matters so that the dead fowls were found in a field at the back of the two gardens, w Idle he repa'red the damages they had done in his own. And when they were found he pretended to know nothing about the twitter. But Tom had his suspicions, nevertheless ; , and from that time the neighborsand their wives were as cool as encumbers towards each other. A few months later, Archer's garden began to wear a neglected look. After the autumn crops were gathered•in, it became more and more of a wilderness. Weeds overran the empty beds, and there was no attempt to era• &cute them—no turning up the ground to prepare it for fresh crops. Winter Came ; and the gooseberry-bushes, and currant•lolics, and apple• tree were left uncut. 'Spring was coming on ; and the garden looked more des• olate than ever. Grundy Archer had fallen from the top of a wagon while carrying corn at harvest time, had broken his leg and two or three of his ribs, and for mouths was lying in .bed help• less.. lie WO.B pretty well cared for by hls master and the par•sh together ; but his garden, the pride of his lif, nobody c tred for that. "I can't bear to see it so," said Tom Carter one day to his Wife. "' ['isn't doing RS we would he done by. I'll take a spell at poor Grundy's garden myself." " lie doesn't deserve it, though," said Mrs. Carter, who was thinking of her tWo dead liens. " The Bible tells us to bear one another's burdens," said Tom. 'Grundy wouldn' have put out' his little linger to bear one of ours," said Mrs. Carter. " If ye do good only to them that do good to you, what thank haVe ye?''answered Tim, quoting a teat we should all do well to study more, and to follow as well as study. " I believe you are right, Tom," returned NITS. Carter ; "but there's our own garden wants as much work as pm can give it." "Look net es'ery mon on his own things, but every man also on the things of others," rejoined Tom, who s , ems I.) have studied the Bible to some purpose. Grinidy Archer was sitting in an easy chair one evening, in no pleasant frame of mind ; for he was getting better ; and they say that when a sick man gets extra cross, it is one sign that he is mending. 'clic Chair opened and in clinic his neighbor Carter. "flow d' ye do, mate V said Tom kindly. " None the better for seeing you," Grundy would have said, perhaps, if he had spoken his mind, but he growled out a half civil reply in stead. " About your garden, neighbor," Tom he gan to say. "What about it ?" asked Grundy quickly "'Flu in it terrible mess." "()quid have told you that," said the sick MM. " I {Vallt to put it to rights a bit, if you'd let the." " You l" " Yes, I : why not ? There's them goose• berry-trees, now ; y want cutting." " 1 know they do," growled Archer. " ' Fis time to think of puttifig in seeds." "Of course it is," replied Archer testily. And a good many other thing's want see• bur tie," continued Torn Carter. " You needn't tell me that," said the man with the fractured leg and ribs. " May I do it ?" asked Tom. " What for I'' said Grundy : "I can't pay for it if you do," " I don't want you to : may I do it ?'' " If you like," replied Archer. A month later, and Grundy was in his gar den, hobbling tin with a stick; looking with a curious expression of countenance at Tom, who was raking over the onion lied. Every thing was neat and tidy us ever. Trecs and bushes lead been trimmed, Weeds burned, ground dug in, seedasown and plautcd. Grun dy looked over the fence Into his neighbor's garden. " Why, Tom, you are backward with your o•,vn work !" " Rather, neigabor, but I'll soon fetch up. There, I think that puts the finishing stroke," he added shouldering the rake. " But, Tom—stop a bit, Tone—l leave got sonuthing to say. I. say, Tom, this is very kind of you. I could not have thought it. And, Tom—l say, Tom, I can't bear it ;" and Grundy Archer drew his •brown, bony hand acmes his face, and took it away moist. "I can't bO:er it, Tom ; tee think how crooked I've alwayri been with you. Them hens of yours, Tom." " Never ii;Reel about them, Grundy." " Tw es I that killed 'em, Tom." " Never mind," answered Tom Carter, • "they•shouldn't have got into your garden:" "Did you know I did it, then?" " Well, I gave a pretty close guess; but what matters?" " You've beat me," sobbed Grundy Archer; "you've beat me out and out. God bless you fovit, Tom I" and lee 'held out his hand to Carter, who shook it with a hearty grip of goodwill. Tone Carter lead found out one way of doing good. • " Be not overcome of evil." A DENIURE looking chap hulled a charcoal pedlar with the query. " Have you got char coal In your wagon V "Yes, sir," said the expentaut driver, stop ping his horses. "That's right," observed the demure chap, with an approving nod, "always tell the truth and people will respect lon I" And he hur ried on, much to the regret ()film pedlar, who was getting out of the wagon to loJk for brick. _ A STORY FOR YOUNG MEN. Hon. Energy nonl Indwitry Altertyg The Concord, N. 11., Monitor tells the fol lowing story: On a certain day in 1858, a young num whose noticeable points were a fashionable coat, pantaloons with wide cheeks, and a largo watch chain, at the end of which dangled a seal, walked into a large hardware store in Boston and asked fur employment. Mr. Peter Butler, one of the proprietors, inquired it he had ever worked at the business. He had not. What hail he been doing? Studying law nt Cambridge. Where did lie belong? Ills friends lived in Maryland. The firm were not in need of help, and the services of the appli cant were civilly declined. On the following day he addressed a note to Mr. Butler, saying that he feared he had not made himself fully understood, and would call again on the morrow to explain further. At the second interview he said he had gradu ated at Harvard University and commenced reading law ; that he had become acquainted with a young lady in Cambridge whom he proposed to marry ; that his father had written to hint thrbidding hint to wed a Northern girl on penalty of utter disinheritance and banish ment from home. Ile intended, however, to keep his faith with his betrothed ; and as lie must paddle his own canoe in future, he was looking for employment. Mr. Butler engaged him at four hundred dollars a year, and gave him certain duties to perform. Next morning the young man, whose name we may as well say was John Paca, Walked in Irons Cambridge, with his dinner packed in a tin pail, and went stoutly to work. He kept steadily at this for a year doing all lie was told to do, and more Insides; for his comrades, of whom there were more than sixty, finding him able and willing, set Irm at all the menial tasks of the establish ment, until the proprietor discovered and stopped this Imposition. At the end of the year .John's'salary was increased $lOO, and he named au early day for his wedding. When that day came, Mr. Butler gave him a new suit of clothes, (lie presents everybody he lakes a liking to with a lip top suit once in while,) and a holiday. Mr. and Mrs. John Paca went to live with the bride's father and mettle', mid John continued to walk In to his business, tin pail in hand. Among all the merchants and tradesmen who rode in 'from Old Cambridge to the Banks and countmg rooms of Boston there was not one whose heart was lighter or happier than that of John Paca, a clerk of $5OO a year, He was alwa3s on hand when the warehouse was opened, and stuck by until it was closed. During the second year of his service he received a letter from his sisters, who were at school in Brooklyn, asking lihn to get leave to make ail m a short visit. lle Cid so and re turned to his ditties. Not long afterwards another letter came. Ills father wanted him to conic home for a few days and bring his wife along with hint. Mr. Butler furnished the necessary funds for a comfortable . 'trip to the old home and back again. During their stay in Maryland the young people won the love of the old folks, if indeed they bad ever forfeited it, for John had not long been back at the store in Boston when his father desired him to take charge of one of his plantations, Ile should have a living MT it, one thousand a year besides, and two s Odle horses, and his wife should have a car riage and a pair. His employers hurried hint away and bade him God speed. At the death of his father John fell heir to nu immense estate. Every year he writes to Peter Butler, whom he justly thinks one of the best men iu Boston, to come out and Join him in a fox hunt. Aslianw JACKSON'S WIFE.—Gen. Jackson was elected president in the fall of 1828. His domestic life had been )(Canned and scourged and his beloved and honored wile had been most malignantly reviled and tortured, by the forked tongu•s of his political opponents. She was happy in his love, and never aspired to the splendor of his fortune in life. She had fled to his manhood for'proteetion and peace, and hat been sheltered and saved by his gal lant championship of the cause of woman. Ile, and he alone, was her all, and of Ii ni may be truly said that, iu respect to " wassad, wine and women," lie was one of the purest men of his day, and that, too,• in an age of rude habits and vulgar dissipation among the rough settlers of the West. Ile was o temperate in drink, abstemious in diet,siniple in tastes, poi. ished in manners, except when roused, and always preferred the society of ladles, with the most romantic, pore, and poetic devotion. Ile was never accused of indulging in any of the grosser vices t except that in early life ho swore, horse-raced, and attended cockfights. As for the wife of his bosom, she was a woman of spotless character, and an unasstuning; non slat ent Christian ; yet political rancor bitterly assailed her, and not content with defamation, endeavored to belittle her by the eontemptus, ()us appellation of " Aunt Rachel," and held her up to ridicule for "smoking a corn-cob pipe:" She did jirefer that form, not for the pleasure of smoking, but because a pipe was prescribed by her phystcian for her pLithisis, and she often rose in the night to smoke for relief. In a night of December, 1828, she rose to smoke, and caught cold while sitting in her night-clothes ; and the story Is that her sys tem find been shocked by her overhearing re.- proaches of herself while waiting in a parlor at the Nashville Inn. She had said to a friend upon the election of het husband : "For Mr. Jackson's sake, Ito glad ; for my own part, I never wbilied it. I assure you I had rather Le a door keeper in the hope of my God Blau to live in that palac:). in Washington." She was not allowed to live "in the palace in Wash toe." Before the day of her fnan gu at the White House she was taken her God to that'' Ito iso not made With 111E119 eternal in the heayens."—lf. A. Wise's New Book. "Now it e'llilave the Overtuie." This is the way the Senate opens its pro ceedings: With a face lit up with good hmt mor and geniality, a dozen smiles, all child like and bland, playing upon his features, comes Colfax. lb trips to and inm the Sp ak• er's chair, raps with his gavel, at which hats arc taken off and cigar stumps disappear. The Senate conies to order, and each Senator pres; cat takes his position. The proceedings are opened with prayer by a young clergyman in the Speaker's stand. Charles Sumner and a few others stand up during prayer, others keep their seats in the ordinary attitude, but none kneel. Thai would be ben, ath senatorial dignity. >'um• ner looks alternately down, then up, then around, as if impatient for the flee minutes' prayer to be over. lie takes up a sheet of paper,lcars off a piece of it, lays it before him, dips his'pen In Ink, and stands all ready to drop,inta his seat and commence writing the moment the " Amen" is reached, and by the time the word is fairly out of the clergyman's mouth, he is writing away as though the rights of our colored fel lore citizeas depended upon the rapidity with which his pep danced over the paper. • At Maryville, Ind., a Coroner's jury in the ease of Lewis Vandel, killed by a rallrral train last Monday, have rendered a verdict of manslaughter against the engineer of the train. ROBERT IREDET,L, pain anb JTancu gob illrinter; No. 603 HAMILTON BTIIEET, ALLEN TO IVN, PA. ELE9AtiT PRINTING ZIEW DESIGNS • LATEST STYLES Stamped Macke. Cards, Circular' Paper Books, Corlett. toilette .d tly•Lturs. School Catalognes, 13111 Heads Envelopes, Letter heads Mile or Lading. Way Bale, Tags and Shipping Card", PoeterA orally size, etc., etc., Printod at Short Notice. NO. -4 Lieutenant General Philip EL Sheridan, U. B. A., is once more enabled to announce a victory to the nation throughtho War Depart ment. On Thursday he sent the following dis patch to the Secretary of War: CAMP ALEXIS, five miles south of Fort Mc- Pherson, Nebraska, Jan. 15, 1872.—T0 IV. - IV. Belknap, Secretary of War,Washington : The Grand Duke Alexis killed first buffalo to-day, in a manner which elicited the admir ation of the entire party with me. P. 11. SHERIDAN, Lieutenant General. Sound the trumpet, beat the drum, A buffalo's killed ; the duke has won. Once more the national heart le thrilled. We think we see the mighty Sheridan riding neck and neck with his imperial highness, pell-mell, better skelter, leading a band of heroic savages whooping and yelling. On they rush with daring that challenges our warmest admiration, beholding in their front a single buffalo I Not a man falters. Sheri dan stands upright in his stirrups, and with sword pointing towards the pyiamids of Ecypt exclaims, " Comrades, forty centuries look down upon you, falter not; the death of that one sick buffalo, or the cypress I" The Grand Duke Alexis looks back through the vista of two long years to the day, and remembers how he delighted his imperial papa by slaugh tering a bear. Ilis•breast swells at the recol lection of that grand triumph. With a war whoop he skillfully reverses his position in the saddle, and in Russian exclaims, " Bear on I Bear on I comrades, remember that buffalo be gins too with a B. Death to B number two, or my laurels will wither." The proud monarch of the prairie switches his luil as he sees the knife which flushes In tae duke's belt. Already he feels its gleaming c Igo penetrating his caudal appendage: With a desperate leap he makes a bold dash for vic tory. But it is useless. The imperial pistol empties itself into hie doomed side, he sting gles, he falls ; a plebeian rille.bullet settles his fete, and the victory is won. While Sheridan and his dinky w a-riors open their mait'al throats and•whoop out a paean of victory, the duke jumps over the rear of his horse, draws his knife—and the bailie's silky tall is fasten ed whit an imperial cross to his panting shin jacket. The Sioux in dumb motions inquired whether the Russian had not taken his scalp front the wrong end, hut the feelings of the duke prevented hint from replying. As we announced a day or two ago, thebuf ! falo meat will be duly transported to this city and offered for sale under the regulations laid dawn. NOTE.—flow much did that telegram cost, nod who paid fir it ? Will the bill pass throuch the hands of the Civil Service Commission ers?„ THE REGULAR CONTRIBUTOR EMI=CI3 But the Young Girl. Silo gets her living by writing stories for a newspaper. Every week she furnishes a new story. If her head aches or her heart is heavy, so that she does not come to time with her story, she falls behind hand and has to live on credit. It sounds well enough to say that "she supports herself by her pen," but her lot is a trying one ; It repeats the doom of the Danaldes. The " Neekly Bucket" has no bottom, and it is her business to help fill it. Imagine for ono moment what it is to tell a tale that must flow on, flow ever, without pausing ; the lover mis• erable and happy this week, to begin misera ble again next week and end us before ; the villain scowling. plotting,punished ; to scowl, plot, and get punished again in our next; and endless series of woes and blisses, into each paragraph of which the forlorn artist has to throw all the liveliness, all the emotion, all the graces of style she is mistress of, for the wages of a maid of all work, and no more re cognition or thanks from anybody than the apprentice who sets , the types for the paper that prints her ever•ending and ever-begin ning stories. And yet she has a pretty talent, sensibility, a natural way of writing, an car for the music of verse, in which she some times indulges to vary the dead monotony of everlasting narrative, nod a sufficient amount of invention to make her stories readable. I have found my eyes dimmed over them often er than once, more 1‘ thinking about her, p..rhaps, than about her heroes and heroines. Poor little body I Poor little mind I Poor little soul ! She is one of that great company of delicate; intelligent, emotional young crea tures, who are waiting, like that sail I spoke of, for some breath of heaven to fill their white bosoms,—love, the right of every we/ man ; religious emotion, sister of love, with the same passionate eyes, but cold, thin, bloodless hands,—some enthusiasm of human ity or divinity ; and find that life offers them, Instead, a seat on a wooden bench, a chain to fasten them to it, and a heayy ore to pull dtiy and.night. •We read the Arabian tales and pity the doomed lady who must amuse her lord and master from day to day or have her head cut off ; how much better is a mouth without bread to fill It than no mouth at all to fill, because no head I We have all round us a weary-eyed company. of Scheherazadee 1 This is one of them, and I may call her by that name when It pleases me to do so.—From the ATLANTIC MONTHLY for Kbritary. MARRIED FULL UP. In Virginia, where the law fixes the marriage fee at one dollar, there is a reminiscence of a couple who, many years ago, called on a par son and requested him to marry them. " Where Is my fee?" said the old functirn ary. The parties who were to unite their fortures did so at once, and found the joint amount to he twenty-seven cents. "I can't marry you for the sum," said the irate old gentleman. "A. little bit of service will go along way," suggested the male applicant. " Ali, no," said the parson ; "you don't pay for the size of the pill, but for the good you hope it will do you." The lass, intent on marriage, began to weep, but the parson was inexorable, and the couple turned sadly to depart. Just then a happy thiMght seemed to strike the forlorn maiden, and she turned and cried, through her tears. "Please, sir, if you can't marry us Tull up, won't you marry us twenty-seven cents worth? We can come for the rest some other time." This was too much for the parson. He mar ried thetn " full up," and they went on their ivay rejoicing. NOT AT ALL PARTICULAIL—It is now fifty seven years since the battle of New Orleans was fought, and yet we have considerably over a hundired veterans in the city. One of them in his statement to the Pension Agent, who inquired his age, said : • " I reckon I'se 'bout forty, sir ; 'pears to mo I'sc datold." • " But, my man, I'm referring to the war of 1812," explained the official. " Of coureo you are." " Well, then, if you aro only forty years of ago ynu couldn't have been them." "Couldn't I ?" " No I" . "And I ain't no veteran ?" "No." " Well, then, boss ; 31s. make me a iolun. tee. I ain't proud about It."—Rino 'Orleans Picayune. 10 TRIOMPHE.
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