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SPARKLING AND BRIGHT. ~
Sparkling and bright in liquid light
Docs the winoour goblets gleuui in,
With liuo us red as tho rosy bed
Which a hop. would choso to dream In.
Then fillto-ntght with hearts as light,
To loves as gay and fleoting
Aa bubbles that swim on tho boakcrs brln),
And brcuk on tho lips whilo mooting.
O ! If Mirth might arrest tho flight
Of Tiino through Life's dominions,
Wo hero awhile would now hoguile
The gray beard of his pinions.
To drink to-night with hearts as light,
To loves as gay and fleeting
As bubbles that swim on tho beaker's brim,
And break on the lips whilo meeting.
But since delight can't tempt tho wight,
Nor fond regret delay him,
Nor Lovo himself can hold tho elf,
Nor Sober friendship stay him.
We'll eft-ink to-night with hoarts as light,
To loves as gny nnd fleeting
As bubbles that swim on the boakor's brim,
And break on the lips whilo meeting.
JAND'ATY.
Tho yoar has lost its loaves again,
Tho world looks old and grim;
God folds his robo of glory thus,
That we may soo but him.
And all his stormy messengers,
That come with whirlwind breath,
Sent out tho chaff of vanity,
And loavo tho grains of faith.
Wo sock no oil in summor time
Our winter lamp to trim,
Sot strive to bring God down to ns,
Moro than to riso to him.
Wo tread through holds of brightost flowers
As if we did not know
Our Father mode them bountiful,
Seeauso ho loves us so.
Wo sook, In prayers and ponanoo,
To do the martyr's part,
Remembering not tho promises,
Are to be puro in heart-
Then blow, O wild winds, as yoiiat,
And lot the world look grim—
tied folds bis robo of glory thus,
That wo may see but him. [ALICE oAnxr.
Hon. William Biolkr—We take pleasure
in quoting from the Pennsylvanian, tho fol
lowing satisfactory exposure of a charge of
inconsistency made agaVnm dUoiinguUh
ml Senator:
Our attention has been called to an allega
tion, in lhe opposition newspapers to the ef
feci that Senator Bigler declared in Kansas
nnd elsewhere, thai he should resist the ad
mission of Kansas as a Stale, uulss tho
sense of tho people was first taken on the
Constitution, entire. We have the highest
authority for saying, that this statement is
not correct. Holding, as ho has uniformly
held, that the people had a perfect right to
make their ordinary institutions of govern
ment in their own way, he never could have
taken the position attributed to him. Doubt
less, Gov. Bigler said in Kansas, as he said
in the Senate the other day, that he pre
ferred tho submission of the entire Consti
tution to a vote of tiie people; but that ho
ever said that he would.resist the admission
of the Stale unless tho Constitution was so
submitted, we know to bo incorrect. We
met Mr. Bigler soon after liis return from
Kansas, when he freely expressed to ourself
and other friends that the Convention would
submit only the slavery question, and indi
cated that there would bo sufficient to secure
bis vote, though he preferred that the entire
instrument should be passed peo
ple. There are many persons at Washing
ton, in this city and Clearfield, to whom he
gave his views freely. But his Clarion
speech, in reply to Wilmot, in August last,
is enough of itself to put this whole story to
rest
Old Bible.—The oldest book in the United
States, it is said is a manuscript Bible in the
possession of Mr. Witherspoon, of Alabama,
written over a thousand years ago! He des
cribes it as follows: The book is strongly
bound in boards of old English oak and
with throngs by which the leaves are also
well bound together. The loaves are entirely
made of parchment of a most superior
quality of fineness and smoothness, little
inferior to the best satin.
The pages are ruled with great accuracy,
and written with great uniformity and beauti
ful in tho old German text hand divided off
into chapters and verse. The first chapter
ill every book ib with large capitals, and
eplendidly illuminated with red, bluo and
black ink in vivid colors, and no two of tho
capital lelters in the book precisely alike.
It is not your neat dress, nor your expen
aive shawl, that attract the attention of men
of sense. They look beyong these. It is
the true loveliness of your nature that wins
jand continues to retrain the affections of tho
heart. Young ladies sadly miss it who labor
to improve their outward looks, whilo they
bestow not a thought on the mind. Fools
may bo won by gewgaws and faehionablo
showy dresses, but wise and substantial aro
never caught by such traps. Let modesty
bo your dress. Use pleasant and agreeable
language, and though you may not bo cour
ted by the fop and the sot, lhe truly good
and great will love to linger in your steps.
iy Ii j g ga id the kind mothers of the east
have got so good that they give their chil
dren chloroform provious to whipping therm
BLOCtoISBURG, COLUMBIA COUNTY, FA.?vVEDNESDAY FEBRUARY 3, 1858.
BUT LOYENGOOD'S DADDY ACTING HOSS.
" Hold that ere hoss down to the yeartli."
" He's spreading his sail-fly now."
" Keep him whar ho is."
| These and liko expressions were address
; ed to a queer looking, long-legged, short
! bodied, while-haired, hog-eyed, funny sort
I of a genius, fresh from some second hand
| clothing store, and mounted on "Tarpole,"
j anie-tailed, long, poor horse, and enveloped
| all over in a perfect net work of bridle reins,
scuppers, martingales, straps,cireingles and
red ferreting, who had reined up in front of
Pat Hack's grocery, among a crowd of wild
mountaineers, full of fight and bad whiskey.
" [ say, yon darned ash cats, jist keep
your shirts on, will you ? You never seed a
raal horse till i rid-up. Tat pole is next to
the best horse that ever shelled nubbins,
and he's dead as a still worm, poor old
Tickey Tail."
" What killed him, Sut V said an anxious
inquirer.
"Why, notliin', you tarnation fool; ho
jist died, standing up at that. Warn't that
good pluck? Froze stifl"; no not adzaclly,
but starved fust and then froze afterwards,
so stiff that when dad and me pushed him
over, he jist stuck out so (spreading his
arms and legs) like a carpenter's bench,
and we wailed seventeen days for him to
thaw, afore we could skin him. Well, thar
wo wus—dad and mo, (counting his fingers)
dad au' me, Sal an' Jake—fool Jako, we
used to call him for short—an' Phineas, an'
Simeon, an' Jonas, an' Charlotean, an' Cul
litias, an' Cashus llenry Clay, and Noah
Dan, an' Cathrine second, an' Cleopatry
Anlany, an' Jane Lind, an' Tom Bullion, tho
baby an' the prospect, an' marm herself, all
left without any hoss to crop with. That
was a nice mess for a 'spectacle family to
be slashed about in, warn't it ? 1 declare if
I didn't feel like stealin' a horse, sometimes.
Well, waited and rested, and waited unto
strawberry time, hoping 60me stray horse
mout come along, but. dog my cats ef any
sich luck as that ever comes.whar dad is,
he's so drotted mean, an lazy, an' savage,
an' ugly, an' tryin'.
Well, one nite, dad he lay awake all nite,
a snorin' an' a rollin', an' a whisperin 'at
marm; an' next mornin' says he:
"Sut, I'll tell you what we'll do; I'll be
hoss myself, an' pull the plow, while you
drive me, and we'll break up corn ground,
and then the old quilt (that's marm) and tho
brats kin plant or let alone, just as they
please."
So put wo goes to the jjpwpaw, An" peeled j
a right smait chance of bar*, ah A mnrm
and me made gears for dad, and they be
come him mightily, then ho would have a
bridle—so I gets an old umbrella what I
found—it's a little piece iron, sorter like onto
a pitchfork, ye know—an' we bent an'twis
ted it sorter into a bridle bit, snail shape,
(dad wanted it curb, as he hadn't worked
for some lime, and mout sorter feel his oats,
and go to cavorlin.) Well, when VQ got the
bridle all fixed on dad, he chomped his bit
jist like a raal boss, (he always wus a most
complicated old fool, enyhow, and marm
allers said so when he warn't about,) then I
put on the gears, an' out dad an' 1 goes to
the field, I a leadin' dad by tho bridle, and
lotin' the gopher plow on my back.
"When we come to the fence, 1 let down
a gap; that made dad mad; lie wanted to
jump the fence on all fours, hoss way. I
hitched hint unto the gopher, and away wc
went, dad leanin' for'ard to his pullin' right
peart; and we made sharp plowin', dad
goin' right over the bushes an' sprouts same
as a raal hoss, the only difference is lie went
on two legs. Presently we come to a sassa
fras patch, and dad to act up his character
as a hoss, bulged s'quar inter it, and tore
down a hornet's nest nigh as big as a hoss'
head, and all the tribe kivcred him rite
strate. Ho rared and kicked once or twice,
and folched a squeal wus ncr arv horse in '
the district, an' sot into runnin' away jist as :
natural as ever you seed.
" 1 letgo the plow and hollered woa,dad, J
woa! but ye mout as well said woa to a i
locomotive. Jewhillikins! bow ho run.— [
When lie came to a bush he'd clear it go
pher and all; praps ho tho'i there mout be i
another settlement of bald hornets in it,'
and that it wus safer to go over •than thru, j
an' quicker dun. Every now and then he'd 1
paw one side of his head with fust one fore
lug and then tother; then he'd gin himself
an open-handed slap, that sounded like a
wagon whip, and runnin' all tho time, and
carryin' that gopher jist about as fast and
high from the yearth as ever a gopher was
carried, I swar. When he cum to tho fence
he busied rite .thru it, tarin' nigh onto seven
panels, scattcrin' and breakin' tho rails
mightily; and here he left the gopher,
gears, swingletrees and klevis, all mixed
up, not wuth a durn; most of his shirt stuck
to tho broken end of a splintered rail, and
nigh unto a pint o' hornets staid with the
shirt, a slingin' it all over—the balance on
'em, about a gallon and a half, kept on with
dad. He seemed to ruu jist as fast as a hor
net could fly, for it wus the tightest raco 1
ever did sec : down thru the grass they all
wont, the hornets sorter mukin' it look like
smoke ail around dad's head, and he witli
nothin' on but tho bridle, and nigh onto a
yard o' plow line sailin' behind him. I
seed he was aimin' for the swimmin' holo
in the creek, whar the bluff is over twenty
feet perpendicular to the water, and it's
nigh onto ten feet deep. To keep up his
character as a hoss, when he got to the bluff
ho jist leaped off, or rather, ho jist kept on
runnin.' Now right thar, boys, he overdid
the thing, if that wus what he wus arter,
for there's nary hoss ever lotted darned fool
enough to leap over eich a place; a mule
mout have done it, but dad warn't nctin'
mule. I crept up to tho edge and looked
over. Thar was old dad's bald head, for all
tho world like a peeled ingun, a bobbin' up
and down, and the hornet a sailin' and cir
cliu' round, turkey-buzzard fashion, and
every once in a while, one, and sometimes
ten, 'ud make a dip at dad's head. He kept
up a peart dodgin'under; sometimes they'd
hit him and sometimes they'd hit the water,
and the water was kivered with drowned
hornets.
" What on ycarth are ye doin' thar, dad?"
says I.
" Don't (dip) you see these infernal var
mints (dip) onto me V
" What," sed I. "Them are hoss flies
lhar 5 ye ain't really afeard of them, ore
ye ?"
" Hoss flies?" sed dad; they'rorale (dip)
ginewiue bald hornets, you (dip; infernal
cuss."
" Well, dail, you : ll have to stay thar till
nite, and arter tliey go to roost, you come
home and I'll feed you."
" And knowin' dad's unmodified natur, I
broke from them parts and sorter cum to
the copper mines. I staid hid about till
next afternoon, when I seed a fellow trav
eling, and sed I: "What was goin' on at
the cabin this side of the creek, when you
passed it!"
" Why, nuthin' much, only a man was
sittin' in the door with nary shirt on, and a
woman wus greasin' his back and arms,
and his head was about as big as a ten gal
lon keg, and he hadn't tho fust sign of an
eye—all smooth."
"That man's my dad," sed I.
" Been much filen in litis neighborhood
lately ?" 6ed the traveller, dryly.
" Nun wuth speakin' of, personally or
perlicularly," sod I.
" Now, boys,'l hain't seen dad since, and
would bo afearil to meet him in the next ten
years. Let's drink."
ROMANTIC. —The I'rovincelown Banner
says occasionally an incident occurs in a vil
lage even as regulo- in its habits as this,
which rivals some of the golden fables in
the Arabian Nights. A short lime since an
unpretending Down East coasting schooner
arrived in our harbar. . She was bound for
New York, probably put in consequenco of
an unfavorable wind, to wait a fair chance to
gel a run over tho shoals. The captain came
ashore, and one evening was making a visit
at the house of an acquaintance. Hero lie
chanced to spy aiyorng wo-o-.ii wW was.
slopping there, aiul at first sight tho gallant
tar was "smttleii'." Calling the yodug
woman to the dooo/way, as lie passed out,
ho addressed her directly to the point, with
"Will—you—have—mc ?" The lady was
"struck," even as the captain Had been
smitten. "I am bound on acruise," said the
sailor, "and you can wait till a year has
passed; or you can go on board and go home
with me; or wo will be married to night if
you will. You can inquire of my friends
(so and so) in regard to my character. lam
a widower and have a lew thousand dollars
worth of properly." The lady "bustled
round;" that night they were married, and
went on hoard the vessel; and the next
morning many of us from the shore were
wondering why the coaster had so many gay
flags flying. Happy voyages and pleasant
gales may they enjoy.
THE OOTKIIAND THE INNER WORLD. —There
are some who seem to live entirely in the
outer world; while others find their truo
position in tho inner—a few live in each
alternately.
The first are such a3 seize the pleasures
of the present, with no thought of the future,
and find matter for enjoyment and mirth in
almost any class of externals into which
they may be thrown. The second are con
templative, sensitive and poetic; their
thoughts aro with the glories of the past, the
idealities of the present, the bright hopes of
the future. They merely live in tho ouier
world; their pleasures aro all drawn front
the inner. The l'eiv, of thelhird class, com
bino a happy admixture of reality and
ideality. To-day they live in tho outer world,
to-morrow in the inner. They laugh with
the cheerful, and dance with tho gay, yet
deep within their souls is a contemplative,
sensitive, poetic gem, which, ever and anon,
shines forth amid the grosser glare of out
ward formalities.
A couple of "gentlemen of color" wero
overheard talking politics yesterday, and
one says to the other, "Who do you go for?"
"Well, 1 think I goes for Mr. Wood," the
other says, do you not think Mr. Wood an
honestman?" "Well I kinder think if I was
a chicken in a barn yard, and should sea
Mr. Wood around, I should roost pretty high.
—N. Y. Post.
Mr. Jenkins was dining ata very hos
pitable table, but a piece of bacon near him
was so very small that the lady of rite houso
remarked to him:
"Pray, Mr. Jenkins help yourself to tho
bacon. Don't bo afraid of it."
"No, indeed, madam, I shall not he. I've
seen a piece twice as large, and it didn't
scare mo a bit."
THE FOLLOWING is the transcendental for
"Miss, will you lake my arm?":—
"Young lady, will you condoscend so far
sa to sacrifice your own convenience to my
pleasure, as to insert the digitals and a part
of the extremity of your contiguous arm
through tho angular aperture formed by the
# looking of my elbow against the perpen
dicular portion of my frame ?"
Truth and Right God and our Country.
DUEL OF BURR AND HAMILTON
Into tlie disputed questions relative to Mr.
I Burr and his times we cannot enter, for the
simple reason that they could not be ade
quately treated in the space wo have at
command. We can only say this, that Mr.
Parton has so accumulated and presented
the fads of the case, that any reader of in
telligence, ufter.reading the work, will be
in a position to judge for himself. The book
is an honest one. It will be read with in
tenso interest by all who are curious in the
personalities ol history, and we believe that
more real knowledgo of our history can be
obtained from it than from many works de
voted exclusively to that period.
We have room only for an anecdote or
two. Here is one to show (ho command
which Burr had over his feVi'.tlres and de
meanor. The duel between Burrand Ham
ilton was fought at seven o-'c'ock in the
morning, and, immediately afterward, Burr
returned to his otvn house on Hickmond
Hill (now corner of Varick and Charlton
streets:) j
"On the morning of the duel it chanced
that one of Burr's cousins arrived in town
from Connecticut and made his way, about
eight o'clock, to Richmond Hill. Alexis,
the factotum of the establishment, obeyed
his summons to the door, and showed him
into tho library, where he found Colonel
Burr, alone, and engaged in his usual avo
cations. Burr received his young relative
cordially, and in every respect, as usual.—
Neither in his manner nor in his conversa
tion was there any evidence cf excitement
or concern, nor anything whatever to at
tract the notico of his the !
master of the house, not a soul in Rich-'
mond Hill yet knew aught of that morning's j
work; nor, indeed, could it be said, that the
master himself kntw what he had done.
"In a lew minutes breakfast was announ
ced, and the two gentleman went into the
dining room and breakfasted together. Tho
conversation was quito on tho ordinary i
strain, Burr inquiring after friends in tho ;
country, and tho youth giving the informa- j
tion sought. Alter breakfast, the guest bado j
his host good morning, and strolled olflo-!
wards the city, which he reached about 10 !
o'clock. As he walked down Broadway,
he fancied he observed in passers-by the
signs that something extraordinary had oc
curred or was expected. Near wall street
an acquaintance rushed up to him, breath-1
less and said:
" Colonel Burr has killed General Hamil
; lOil hi V dool ii-i. ' ■ I
" Why no ho hasn't,■< afcd the young
genil-rtii,n T v. .lii t!ic..i>'|MHb£itivanes3 > —
"I liavo this moment on the
bulletin."
The cousin reflected for a moment on the
absolute serenity of Burr's manner, and
concluding that he would certainly have
mentioned so interesting an occurrence if it
had taken place, was still utterly incredu
lous, and denouncing the report as false,
went on his way. Before turning into Wall
direct, whole city astir, and
soon had reason to suspect that the Bulletin
was only too true. Bo completely could
Burr command his features and conceal his
feelings.
To a late period of his life, Burr justified
his conduct in regard to this duel. Once it
appears, only once, he revisited the ground
at Weehawken, where it was fought. • The
scene was 'remarkable' indeed, ft- Mr. Bar
ton observes:
" There was one remarkable occurrence
on which Burr spoke of tiie duel seriously
and eloquently. It was when, lor the only
time in his life, he revisited the ground
where it was fought. He went there to
oblige a young friend, who wished to see a
spot so famous. Leaving their boat at the
foot of tho heights of Weehavvken, just
where Burr had left his boat on that fatal
morning a quarter of a century before, they
climbed over the same rocks, and soon
I reached the ground. Except that the rocks
were covered with names, and that the
ground was more covered with trees, the
place had not changed in all those years:
nor has it yet. It had changed owners,
however, and belonged to a son of Rul'us
King, Burrs colleague in the Senate, and
Hamilton's friend and ally, In the boat,
Burr had been somewhat thoughtful and si
lent, but seemed to enjoy tjie bright day
and pleasant shores, as lie always enjoyed
bright and pleasant things. On reaching
the scene, he placed his companion on the
spot where Hamilton had stood, and went to
the placo where he had stood himself, and
proceeded to narrate tlio incidents of the
occasion.
" The conversation turned to the causo of
the duel. As he talked, the Old fire seemed
to be kindled within him; his eyes blazed;
his voice rose. He recounted the long cat
alogue of wrongs ho had received from
Hamilton, and told how ho had forborne
and forborne, aid forgiven and forgiven,
and even stooped to remonslrate—until ho
had no choice except to slink out of sight,
a wretch degraded and despised, or meet
calumniator on the field and silence him.— ■
He dwelt much on the meanness of Hamil
ton. Ho charged him with being malevo
lent and cowardly—a man who would slan
der a rival, and not stand to it unless he
was cornered. 'When ho stood up to fire,'
said Burr, 'ho caught my eye and quailed
under it; he looked like a convicted felon.'
It was not true, he continued, that Hamil
ton did not fire at him; Hamilton fired first;
he heard tho ball whistle among the bran
ches, and saw the severed twig above his
head. He spoke of what Hamilton wrote
on tho evening before tho duel. 'lt reads,'
said lie, 'like the confessions of a penitent
monk.' These isolated expressions, my in
formant says, convey no idea whatever of
the fiery impressivoness with which he
spoke. He justified all he had done; nay,
applauded it.
'Ho was moved to the depth of liis soul;
the pent up feelings of twenty-five years
burst into speech. His companion who had
known him intimately many years, and had
never seen him roused before, was almost
awe-struck by this strange out-burst of emo
tion, and the startling force of many of his
expressions. He remembers wondering that
he should have thought Burr small of stat
ure, for, during the scene, tho loftiness of
his demeanor was such, that his very form
seemed to rise and expand. It was long
before he regained his usual composuro.—
All llio way homo he still spoke of the old
co lime, and seemed to renew his youth,
and live over again his former life."
A few years after, however, when ho lay
sick with paralysis, and near death, ho said,
after reading in Sterne's 'Tristram Shandy,'
'lf I had read Sterne more and Voltaire less,
I should have known that the world was
wide enough for Hamilton and mo.'— Life Il
lustrated.
I THE LADY WITH THE RED PETTICOAT. —The
j Washington correspondent of the Pcnnsyl
vanian says of the red petticoat, recently
introduced by the wifo of British Minister
Ousley:
" There is an English literary lady now in
this city, whose dress, known in London as
the "peasant costume," has caused quite a
stir among the fashionables. The dress con
sists of a red and black striped petticoat,
descending within six inches of the feet,
over which is worn a dress of the usual
length, but hooped up to the height of the
skirt. A 'dreadnought' overcoat, with gilt
button.s, serves to keep out the cold and
damp ; while a straw bat screens the bead,
and real genuine long legged boots protect
the feet. Ido hot think the dress is very
neat or pretty, but it is novel, and that is
something. It it considered an improve
ment on the Bloomer costume. In all the
mud of a Washington winter, it is a much
better dress than the street sweeping ma
chines which have so long prevailed."
GETTING Oven A DIFFICULTY.—A class
which graduated not over a thousand years
ago, embraced among its members one Turn
Elliott, an incorrigible wag, who was not
noted for any particular and marked atten
tion to hi.% studies. Mathematics was a
particular object of Tern's dircgard, and
this caused him an occasional jeu d' esprit
Willi h B -ftry Of tfonics. On owe
occasion, the professor, during the recita
tion, asked Tom to oxplaiu the horizontal
parallax of the sun.
Tom replied: "I don't know how."
" But." said the professor, "Suppose you
were appointed by the government to as
certain it, what would you do?
" I'd resign," gravely responded Tom,
amid the convulsive laughter of the class,
and even the professor actually perpetrated
a grin.
A SAMPSON IN SHACKELB. —The Monroe
(Wis.) Press says they have a prisoner in the
Grecnco. jail, by the name of Sam. Wilham,
who has been amusing himself and astonish
ing the jailor, with his leats of strength.—
Unaided by a single instrument, he broke a
set of the strongest patent handkufis, rent
the shackels from his feet, tore off several
locks from the door of his cell, broke a largo
iron door which served as an additional
fastening, and passed out into the hall of the
jail, exercised himself in the satisfactory
mysteries of a pigeon-wing! A night or
two since he concluded to give another en
tertainment, which consisted of breaking
two of the iron bars of the grates of his cell
door, but liis performance being unsea
sonably cpecked by the enlerance of his
keeper, he retired from the scene in evident
confusion.
fF A divine informed a sailor that tho
Devil was chained up.
"How long is the ropo ?"
"Oh," was the dignified reply, "it extends
over tho whole world."
"Does it," rejoined Jack, "if so the lub
ber might as well be loose."
A SON OF GAI.SN, who was very angry
when any joke was passed oil physicians,
onco defended himself from raillery by say
ing, ' I defy any person that 1 ever attended
to accuse me of ignorance or neglect."—
"That you may do safely," replied a wag
" for you kuow, Doctor, dead men tell 110
tales."
DEATH FROM THE BITE OF A CAT: —A clerk
in the employ of McCreay & Company, at
Andenreid's colliery 'tesr Jeanesville Luzerne
county, named John Able, died on the 27th
ult. from the effects of a bite of a cat teceiv
ed ten weeks before.
137" The Glouceslor (Maes.) Telegaph
says: "From > somewhat careful estimate,
we judge there is now lying unsold upor. our
wharves $230,000 worth ol mackerl and cod
fish."
Ey A good story is told ol a "country
gentleman" who, for the first time, heard an
Episcopal clergyman preach. He had read
much ol the aristocracy and pride of the
Church, and when he returned home he was
asked if the people were "stuck up."
"Pshaw, no," replied he; why the minister
actually preached in his shin-sleowoe 1"
WIIA TAX INI'ATUA TED YOUNG MAN
WOULD DO l'Oli HIS LADY LOVE.
For her I'd climb Parnassus high,
And there I'd scan the weather,
I'd wrench the rainbow from the sky,
And lie both ends together.
For thee I'd apple dumplings make,
And slufFem full ol plums,
For thee I'd castor oil take,
And then I'd lick my thumbs.
For lliec I would my bosom tear,
And then I'd wallow in the dirt;
For thee I'd pull out all my hear,
And then I'd tear my shirt.
For thee I'd meet cither joy or care,
Commit any sort of folly,
Ami thee I'd cover with kisses rare,
Indeed I would by golly.
Jefferson's Portrait of Washington
Thomas Jefferson, writing to Dr. Walter
Jones, in a letler dated Monticcllo, January
2, 1841, draws a living portrait of Washing
ton. These two great men are both honored
in the picture. Jefferson says:
"I think I knew General Washington
intimately and thoroughly; and were I call
ed on to delineate his character, it should
be in terms like these :
" His mind was great and powerful, with
out being of the very first order; his pene
tration strong though not so acule as that of
Sir Isaac Newton, liacon, or Locke; and, as
far as I saw; no judgment was ever sounder.
It was slow in operation, being litlle : aidcd
by invention or imagination, but sure in
conclusion. Hence the common remark of
his officers, of the advantago he derived
from councils of war, where, hoaring all
suggestions, ho selected whatever was best;
1 and certainly no general ever planned his
battles more judiciously. But if deranged
during the course of the action, if any mem
ber of his plan was distracted by sudden
circumstances, he was slow in a readjust
ment. The consequence was, that he often
failed in the field, and rarely against an
enemy in station, as at Boston and York.—
He was incapable of fear, meeting person
al dangers wiili the calmest unconcern.
" Perhaps the strongest* feature in his
character was prudence, never acting until
every circumstance, every consideration,
was maturely weighed; refraining, if he
saw a doubt ; but, when once decided,
going through with his purpose, whatever
obstacles opposed. //is integrity was most
pure, Itis justice the most inflexible I have ever
known; no motives of interest or consanguinity,
of friendship or hatred, being able to bios his
decision. Jlc was indeed, in every sense of the
words, (i wise, a good, and it grc.il m in. His*
temper was naturally irritable and high
toned ; but rulluuimi n*vt ri'&olutiQi had
obtained a firm and habitual ascendency
over it. If ever, however, it broke its
bounds, he was most tremendous in his
wrath.
" lii his expenses lie was honorable; but
exact, liberal in eoiilrabulions to whatever
promised utility but frowning and unyield
ing on all visionary projects, and all un
worthy calls on charity. His heart was not
warm in its affections, but ho exactly calcu
lated every man's value and gave him a
solid esteem proportioned to it. His per
son, you know, was fino, his stature ex
actly what one would wish, his deportment
easy, erect and noble; the best horseman
of his age, and the most graceful figure that
could be seen on horseback. Although, in
the circle of his friends, where he might bo
unreserved with safety, betook a free share
in conversation, his colloquial talents were
not above mediocrity, possessing neither
copiousness of ideas nor fluency of words.
" In public, when called on for a sudden
opinion, ho was unready, short, and embar
rassed. Yet ho wrote readily, rather diffuse
ly, in an easy and correct style. This he
had acquired by conversation with the world,
for his education was merely reading, wri
ting, and common arithmetic, to which he
added surveying at a later day. His time
was employed iu action chiefly, reading lit
tle, and that only in agriculture and English
history. His correspondence became, ne
cessarily extensive, and with journalizing
his agricultural proceedings, occupied most
of his leisure hours within doors. On the
whole, his character was, in its mass, per
fect—in nothing bad, in few points indiffer
ent ; and it may be truly said, that never
did naturo and fortune combine more per
fectly to make a man great, and to place
him in the same constellation with whatev
er worthies have merited from man an ev
erlasting remembrance; for his xvas the
singular destiny and merit of leading the
armies of his country through an ardous
war for tho establishment of its independ
ence, of conducting its councils through tho
bfrth of a Government, new in its forms and
principles, until it had settled down into a
quiet and orderly train ; and of scrupulously
obeying the laws through the whole of his
career, civil and millitary, of which the his
tory of the world furnishes no other exam plcf.
1 felt on his death, with my countrymen,
that "verily ft great man hath this day fallen
in Israel."
VT A bachelor, after all his matrimonial
attempts, pathetically exclaims:
When I remember all
Tho girls I've mot together,
1 felt like a rooster in the fall,
Exposed to every weather:
I feel like ono who treads alone
Some barn yard all deserted,
Whose oat 3 arc fled—whoso hens are
dead,
And off to market started.
IN Great Britain tho financial affairs oro
rapidly improving.
[Two Dollars per Annum.
NUMBER 4.
[From tho Lifo Iltuslratod J
WANTED, A WIFE.
I wish somebody would make mo a
Now Year's present of a 300J wife ! Here I
am, nearly tliirly-fivo years old, and a
| bachelor yet. I'm sure it's not my fault. I
don't at all relish coming home .at night to
a lonely room, and yawning all the evening
over a stupid book, without a soul to speak
to. I don't fancy darning my own stockings
and sowing 011 my shirt buttons. Boarding
house lifo isn't the greatest luxury in the
'World, especially when the invalid chairs
and broken tables in the establishment are
pensioned off in your room, and the Biddy
uses your hair-brush, and anncints horsclf
with your millejlcurs!
I'd like a rosy wife, and a cheerful homo,
as woll as anybody I'd like to think, at my
daily labors down-town, of a pair of bright
eyes, looking up and down the street to see
if I'm coming, of a kettlo singing at the fire,
and a pair of slippers put down to warm
by hands that exactly correspond with tho
bright eyes.
But I don't know where all the good wives
have gone ! 1 have rend of them and heard
of them and heard about them, and I know
they once existed, but the race is now ex
tinct. I've examined all the young ladies of
my acquaintance, and not 0110 of them
realizes my idea of what a wife should be.
I want a gentle, loving companion, to sit at
my fire-side, to cheer my existence,console
my sorrows, and share my joys—and econ
omical domestic helpmate, to make a home
for me. Alt, if 1 could only find such a per
son !
I don't want a wife who goes rustling
about in satin and silks—who plays divinely
on the piano, and don't know how to mako
a shirt—who can emdroidcr on velvet and
paint in water colors, and hasn't the least
idea of the ingredients necessary to form an
apple pie 1
1 don't want a wife who dances the Lan
cers with a hole in the toe of her silk slock
ing. I don't wailt a wife who is too "ner
vous" to see to the affairs oflier household,
but who is perfectly capable of fashiouablo
dissipations—who goes into strong hysterics
because I don't engage a box at the opera,
and shops 011 Broadway, wasting all my in
come in "great bargains !" and I don't want
a wife who reads novels and works in
worsted, with a poodle dog on her lap, while
the meat is'burning down stairs, in the kitch
en,- and the pudding ts baked to a cinder!
There's the catalogue of the things I don't
want, and now I will enumerate the things 1
do want.
1 want a neat, stirring little wife, whoso
nicely fitted dress is made by her own hands
—who can n.akc a loaf of bread, rods', a tnr
key, or cook a beefsteak—who regards a
hole in her husband's coal as a reflection 011
her housewifely character, and who can
talk about news, and even politics, as well as
about new dresses and new fashions who
is lady in the kitchen as well as in the parlor,
and who looks upon a husband as some
thing nearer and dearer than a mere machine
to pay her bills, and hold hor fan and hand
kerchief at parties!
Now, Mr. Editor, do you know of any such
woman as this? My female acquaintances
are all pretty wax-doll creatures, with white,
richly ringed hands and pale faces, who
don't know exactly where the kitchen is,
and would faint away if yon mention a wash*
tub or frying pan in their presence ! They
are very passable drawing mom ornaments,
but as to ever becoming thrifiy, creditable
wives, one might as well marry the revolv
ing ladies in the windows 011 Broadway!
Won't somebody give me a bit of advice ?
Am 1 to dio an old bachelor, or am 1 to
marry a huge crinoline, an infinitesimal
bonnet, and a pair of yellow kid gloved with
a woman inside of 'em ?
RALPH REBBLOSOM.
TUB CAUSE OF SUICIDES.—TILE New Or
leans Bulletin, referring to the suicides-of
Senators Rusk, Anson Jones, and many
others who have destroyed themselves,
comes to the conclusion that if the real facta
could be known, it would be found that in
a vast majority of instances the cause is to
be found tn cups and adds!—" The exten
sive adulterations of liquors which havo
taken place of late years act upon the brain
is liable to disease almost us much so, per
haps, as any other organ, and when it is so
the individual is—crazy! and does not know
what he is doing. Tho brain of the drunk
ard, it is, well known, will take fire, emit
ting a bluish light, and causing a smell liko
burning alcohol. We are strongly inclined
to think that most suicides by males aro
referable to this as the primary cause."
A SNAIIE STORT.— We learn from tho Al
bany Times that Mrs. Ilays, of tho town of
Day, Saratogo county, N. Y., whose caso
was detailed some time since, and who had
lived nineteen months without food or drink,
died a week or two ago. She remained in
sensible for fifteen months of the period,
and up to a few days of bur death, when
she scorned to revive, and spoke occasion
ally. Alter her death her body was opened,
and a snake fivs feet long and half an inch
thick was taken from the stomach.—
It was alive when removed but died soon
after.
"
LV A well known political economist
says: "We pay best, first those who des
troy us—generals; second, those who cheat
us—politicians and quacks; third, those who
amuso us—singers and musicians; and least
of all those who instruct its —authors, school
i masters, and editors "