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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
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13.450 . 22.00 40.00 00.00
20.00 40.00 00.00 110.00
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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
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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,
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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
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L. 11. GROSS, Sup't
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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.
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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.
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NOTICES OF THE PRESB
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lect the following :
(From the Chicago Jonrnal of Commerce.)
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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"
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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
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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
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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,
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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.