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THE WORLD AS IT IS.
The world is not so bad a world
As some would like to make it;
Though whether sood, or whether bad,
Depends on how we take it.
And it we scold anil tret all day,
From dewy morn till even,
This world will ne'er aftord to man
A foretaste here ot Heaven.
This world in truth's as good a world
As e'er was known to any
Who have not -een another yet,
And these are very many ;
And it the men ami women too,
Have plenty of employment,
Those surely must be hard to please,
Who cannot find enjoyment. , •
This world is quite a clever world,
In rain or pleasant weather,
If people would but learn to live
In harmony together ;
Nor seek to burst the kindly bond,
By love and peace cemented,
| And learn that best of lesson yet,
To always be contented.
Then were the world a rleasatit world,
And pleasant (oiks were in.il,
The days would pass most pleasantly
To those who thus begin it,
And all the nameless grievances
Brought on by borrowing troubles,
Would prove as certainly tiiev are,
A mass ol empty bubbles.
What We Like to See.
We like to see a man refuse to take his
local paper, and all the lime sponge upon
his neighbor for the reading of it.
We like fo hear a man complain when |
you ask him to subscribe for his home pa- j
per, that he takes more papers than he can
read now, and then go around and borrow J
his neighbor's home paper to read, or loaf j
upon him until he has gathered all the news
out ai it. ■ • -•
We like to hear a man run down his |
home paper as not worth taking, and every
now and then go or send to the editor lor j
same favors in the editorial line.
We like to see a merchant or mechanic
refuse lo advertise in his home paper, and |
then strive to uel a share of the trade the
paper brings to the place by advancing its j
interests, as good newspapers always ilo.
But above all tilings, we like to see one
of your rich, miserly men, who can't pay ;
out dollar and a ha] for a newspaper, but
can always manage to be about in lime to
read the paper at the expense ol a friend not
worth the tenth part of what he is. It j
looks so economical and thrifty.
I
A WHITE GIIIL ELOPING WITH AN INDIAN.—
The Palmer (Mass ) Journal slates a young
girl, fifteen years of age, daughter of a j
wealthy merchant, residing in Harrison j
square, Dorchester, decamped with a party j
ol Indians who were some lime since en
camped at East Boston, but who have since
removed to Ware, Massachusetts.
John Newell, one of the Indians, was the
recipient of the maiden's affections. It
eeems that John returned to East Bosion
last week, and on Thursday, September 22,
returned, in company withlhe girl, to Ware.
At first they stopped at the hotel, but sub
sequently look up their quarters in the In
dian tent near the village, the girl sleeping
upon the ground with her dusky compan
ions.
The father having missed his daughter,
sought lor her in the towns near Boston,
but not finding her, made use ol the tele
graph, and thus ascertained her where- j
abouts. He reached Wure early on Sunday
morning, and proceeded directly to the In
dian tent, where he met his daughter John
stated that the girl proposed and planned
the whole thing—that she was as pure cr.d
virtuous as when she left her father's roof,
-and though they had slept in the same tent
lor three nights, they had slept apart from
•each other. This statement was confirmed
by John's brother and his wife, who had
slept in the same tent with them each night.
John seemed very penitent, while the girl
Mated that she took this means to plague
ffar step mother, who had ill-treated her
She hid her clothes in a school house the
eight before starting, and the next day went
bone to attend school at South Boston, met
tier Indian lover, and fled with him to Ware
The father was disguisect in dress, and
endeavored to keep his name and residence
-a secret. He returned with his daughter
the ad® day.
MEXICO,—' The Mexican war is carried on
more fiercely belween the Stale and the
Church, than between the military aspirants
(or Presidential horidrs. Juarez continues
(o carry on his decree confiscating the
Chorch property, and the Archbishop
launches his harmless thnoders at Juarez's
bead. He has excommunicated all the
Liberal party. The latter hate gained a
few advantages over their enemies,
but nothing has occurred to |*oduee any
more public confidence in theSjeatoration
and good government in Mexicoflg]
BLOOMSBURG, COLUMBIA COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY. OCTOBER 5. 1859.
Tin! Reporter's Joke.
Morgan O'Sullivan, an Irishman, and a
celebrated Parlimentary reporter, attached
to the London Moaning Chronicle, some fifty
years ago, Was as remarkable for his humor
as his professional ability. Whenever any
one offended Morgan, or got out of favor
with him, he invariably retaliated in the
way of some practical joke, that generally
placed his antagonist in a very rediculous
position, and afforded the humorist satisfac
tion.
In this way he once "got even" with two
individuals at the same time, who had ex
cited his ire—namely the celebrated Wil
berforce, then a leading member in the op
position in Parliament, and one Jack Fin
tierly, a Parliamentary reporter of the Hor
ning lleiabl. Finnerly was fresh from Tip
perary, and quite unacquainted with the
characteristics of the diflerent members,
but he received a good deal of generous pro
fessional assistance at the outset of his ca
reer from Morgan O'Sullivan On the oc
casion now referred to, Finnerty came into
the reporter's gallery at a period of the night
when the debates seemed to have slacken
ed ; he concluded to take a dose on one of
the benches? and requested his friend to
wake him tip if anything lively came be
fore the House, and thereupon went ofT to
sleep. Presently Mr. Wilberforce got upon
his legs, and addressed a very thrilling
speech before the House.
As he progressed, a mischievous idea
seized Morgan O'Sullivan, which as soon as j
he (Wilberforce) sat down, lie proceeded
to put in practice, thus : Housing Finnerty
from his slumber on the benches, O'Sulli
van exclaimed, "Jack, Wilberforce has just
made an extraordinary speech." "What
about?" returned Finnerty, rubbing his
eyes. "About the potato; the efTect of it
on national vivacity—the great virtues of it
as an article of popular diet; proved that
the finest kind of men were reared on it,
far superior to the English." "Wilberforce
said that, did he?" exclaimed he "come let
me take his remarks in full from your
botes." "With pleasure, my dear fellow,"
replied O'Sullivan, who commenced as if
reading from a note book, whilst Finnerty
eagerly wrote after him in the following
vein : "Mr. Wilberforce then emphatically
remarked that it always appeared fb him,
beyond question, that the great cause why
the Irish laborers, as a body were so much
stronger and capable of enduring so much
naro futigue than the F. 'gHsi, astfevf.'out
the surpassing virtues ol their potato."—
"Thai's what I call eloquence," interrupted
Jack Finnerty. Morgan resumed, "and I
have no doubt (continued Mr. Wilberforce)
that had it been my lot to have been born
and reared in Ireland, where my food would
have principally consisted of that inestima
ble root, instead of being the poor, infirm,
shrivelled and stunted creature you, sir, and
the honorable gentlemen now behold me, 1
would have been a stout, athletic, hand
some man, able to carry an enormous
weight." ' Well done, Wilberforce," ex
claimed Jack, rubbing his hands in high
glee ; "go on, Morgan." O'Sullivan then
proceeded in the same vein of pathos and
absurdity, but adroitly keeping within the
bounds that Finnerly's credulity would
swallow, until he had placed a most whim
sical speech in the month of the grave and
earnest Wilberforce. Finnerty, with many
expressions of thanks to his brother repor
ter, started for the Herald Office.
On his way, turning into a tavern close j
by the House of Commons, vvhere a num
ber of reporters of the different morning
papers were regaling themselzes, here Jack
furnished them all with copies of "Wilber
force's speech," and the hoax found its way
the next morning into every paper in Lon
don, with the exception of the Morning
Chronicle, to which, as a matter of course,
I correct report was furnished by O'Sullivan.
I The public were astounded by the extraor
dinary speech which, according to all the
papers, Mr. Wilberforce had made, and the
general opinion was expressed that he was
a candidate for Bedlam. The following
evening, on the speaker taking the chair,
Wilberforce rose and claimed the indul
gence of the House. "Every honorable
member," he observed, "has doubtless read
the speech which I am represented as hav
ing made on the previous night. With the
permission of the Hoase 1 will read it."—
(Here the honorable gentleman read the
speech amidst the most deafening roars of
laughter.) "I can assure honorable members
that no one could have read this speech
with more surprise than 1 myself did this
morning, when I found the paper on the
breakfast table. For myself, personaly, I
care but little about it, though if 1 were
capable of uttering such nonesense as is
here put into my mouth, it is high time that
instead of being a member of this House, I
were an inmate ol some lunilic asylum. It
is for the dignity of this House that I feel
concerned, for if the honorable members
were capable of giving expression to it, it
were much more appropriate to call this a
theatre for the performance of farces, than
a place for the legislative deliberations of
the representatives of the people.
This was only one of the many instances
in which Morgan O Sullivan paid off to his
heart's content, members of Parliament and
other potential personages, who had in
some manner or other, provoked the wag
gish propensities of this incurable humorist.
Ey A New York preacher has invited
Mrs. Sickles to stay at his house while her
husband is at Washington. Don't let her
do it, Daa.—Lcuisville Journal.
Patrick Ilcnry.
It has beeri common to suppose that Pa
trick Henry, " the natural orator," as he is
properly called, was very slightly, if atall,
indebted for his wonderful eloquence to
those sources of mental culture which are
held in highest esteem, as at once the mo
del of taste and the instruments of learning.
It seems, however, that this opinion is un
founded, and that the American Demosth
enes is no exception to the great law which
affirms that "the gods give nothing to men
without labor." From an interesting and
instructive oration delivered by Mr. Hugh
Blair Grigsby, before the students of Wil
liam and Mary College, on the Fourth of
July last, we cite the following statement in
reference to the literary style and easy class
ical proficiency of Patrick Henry:
" One instance of the application of phil
ology to the history of Virginia is within
my own experience, and may not be with
out interest to the students of William and
Mary. From a critical examination of the
fragments of the speeches and writings of
Patrick Henry, which have come down to
us, and by a careful collation of them with
those of his prominent contemporaries, 1
was convinced that our patriot prophet had
received a regular and thorough training in
the Latin classic, and that he had received
that training in early life. There was to be
seen in his style a ' curiota felicilas ' and a
' cullida junclura,' a purity and a tact, which
could not have been the result of chance,
or they would have been equally apparent
in the works of his rivals; and it was evi
dent, so finely were these characteristics
interwoven in the general texture of his
style, that he must have studied the ancient
authors in early life, as such results tarely
appear so conspicuously in the productions
of those who become acquainted with the
classics at a more advanced age. This was
the argument of internal evidence—an ar
gument which was satisfactory to me, but
which, without an infinitely minute exposi
tion of details that uor.e but a philologist
could comprehend, would not be conclus
ive to others.
"It would thus be regarded rather as an
opinion than a demonstration ; and 1 must,
therefore, sustain my conclusion, for the
benefit of others, from the lacts of Henry's
early life. His father was a teacher, and a
native of Scotland, and he was educated in
that country when Latin was taught with
substantial skill, but many years belore the
svwi nf GviV -"•oral;-a had risen in ike
Scottish horizon. Now the Scotch teach
Latin at the teriderest age. lam myself of
Scottish descent on the maternal side, and
was taught by Scottish teachers, attd 1 can
hardly remember a time when I could not
read Latin, or at least when t was not fami-
liar with grammar. But the father ol Henry
was not only a teacher and a Scotchman, j
but he was an admirable Latin scholar; for
we are told in the diary of Satnuel Davis, I
himself a fine scholar, that the father of
Henry was more familiar with his Horace
than with his Bible. Hence the conclusion
was irresistible that, if the lather of Henry i
taught his pupils the classics, he would, j
like the rest ot his countrymen, teach them '
early; and, as he was proved to have been
thoroughly skilled in them, that he would
teach thent well; and, further, that if he
taught the children of other people La'.in, j
he would at the same time teach his own.
This was the argument from probability, 1
which I did not need to enchance my own I
conviction, but which might be necessary
to gain the assent ot others. Here, then,
was a fact ascertained in the life of Patrick j
Henry which was not only not known, but
which ran counter to the opinions and
statements of all bis contemporaries and
biographers. But was my conclusion true
after all? It was strictly true in both re-[
spects, that our great orator had learned the
Latin classics, and that he had learned them
in early life; for, in the recently published '
diary of John Adams, under the date of
September, 1774, we have it from the lips I
of Henry himself, that before fifteen he had
read Virgil and Livy-a degree of proficiency
which, even to this day, except under favor
able auspices, is rarely attained at so early
an age; for, between the grammar and Livy
as was observed by my venerable friend,
Bishop Meade, our old teachers, even those'
with whom I studied, introduced nearly the
entire series of classical authors."—Wash
ington Intelligencer.
DOMESTIC LOVE. —He cannot but be a
happy man who has the love and smile of
women to accompany him in every depart
ment of life. The world may look cheer
less and dark without, enemies may gather
in his path ; but, when he returns to the
fireside, he forgets his cares and troubles,
and is comparatively a happy man. He is
but half prepared for the journey of lile
who takes not with him that friend who will
forsake him in no emergency, who will di
vide his sorrows, increase his joys, lift the
veil from his heart, and throw sunshine
amid the darkest scenes. No, that man
cannot be miserable who has such a com
panion, be he ever so poor, despised and
trodden upon by the world.
QT "How old did you Bay your sister
was?"' "Twenty-five." "You must be
mistaken. I was under the impression she
was only twenty." "She wears hoop skirts,
dosen't she ?" "From appearance, I should
say she did." "Well, then, twenty-five
springs have passed over her head."
£F* If a boatswain marries does his
wife become a boatswain's mate ?
Trali and IfiirlH .JMb. tT <jr (otintry.
Supporting Home Newipeptn.
| Stick to your own paper, though it may
: not be so large or imposing as some city
weekly ; but remember it is the advertiser
of your neighborhood and daily business,
j and tells you what is going on around
| you, instead of a thousand miles away.—
I If it is not printed on as nice paper as the
[ city weeklies, and as good as you wish to
have it, pay your subscription promptly
and get your neighbors to do the same, and
rely upon it, the natural pride of the pub
lisher will prompt him lo improve as fast
as possible."— Norwalk (Ohio) Experiment,
The above is sound and true doctrine,
but it is a lamentable fact that too many
men act upon * different idea and
subscribe for city papers, leaving those of
their own county lo gel along as best they
can, with a meagre and insufficient sup
port. The Greensburg Democrat says every
intelligent, public spirited citizen ought to
feel interest enough in the affairs of his
own conniy papers first; giving it the pref
erence to which it is justly entitled, because
it is devoted to the interests of the county,
which are to a greater or less extent his in
terests. Yet there are to-day hundreds of
intelligent men, who contribute nothing to
the encouragement of their home presses.
There is not one of them, we presume, who
would not acknowledge that home papers
are useful, and ought to be sustained ; but
still, if asked to subscribe for one of them,
his ready excuse is, that be cannot spare
the money, or else, that he already takes a
city paper, and cannot afford to take anoth
er. The pracliec ot such persons is incon
sistent wi'.h their professions, for, while ad
mitting the value of home papers, they
neglect to support them; losing sight of the
fact, that if every one else acted on the
same principle, the country press would
soon cease to have existence.
Viewing the matter rightly, no thrifty
wide-awake farmer, or business man can
afford to do without a good home paper. Its
regular weekly reports of the markets, are
alone worth more than the paper costs him.
He has the satisfaction, besides, of know
ing everything of interest that transpires in
his own county, which he can learn from
no other source so readily and reliably. In
deed, if it were not lor the county papers
he could not learn the news of his county
at all, though he is a subscriber to a city
paper, for the city papers, notwithstanding
Hjoir unwillingness to admit the fact, are
iiO%oi>lieicn>D inncuf* country papers
for much of the country news which grace
their columns. Then, if there is any enter
prise undertaken for the benefit of the coun
ty, it is the home press that is always expect
ed to advocate the project, and stir up pub
lic sentiment on the subject.
Is it not, then, the duty,no less than the
interest of every good citizen, to support
home newspapers ? And should not every
one, who is taking a city paper, and not
sustaining those published in his own coun
ty, resolve hereafter to give home industry
and enterprise the preference ?
FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS LOST AND FOUND
—The Newark Advertiser says: —A gentle
man living in Market street, while on his
way in an omnibus from the Morris and
Essex depot to his home, a few days since,
laid a package containing $4,000 on the
scat beside him, be was intending
to deposit in the bank, and had marked,
"$4,000 to be deposited in Bank." On
leaving the omnibus be forgot it and when
he recalled it to mind the stage was gone.
The only other inmate was a gentleman
going lo the Centre street depot, on his way
to New York. After an hour's search the
omnibus was found, but the driver, a boy,
said he had seen nothing of the money; he
also told the gentleman that tbe other
passenger was at the depot, waiting lor a
train. The gentleman hastened thither and
fortunately louttd his late companion, when
the latter told him that he had picked up
the package, and seeing its endorsement,
had taken it to the bank. On going to the
bank the gentleman found his money all
safe. The name of his companion was not
ascertained. It is certainly a remarkable
case of honesty.
DEATH or BOWEN, THE HORSE THIEF.—
The "Rev." Elijah Bowen, the notorious
horse thief, died in jail at Frederick, Md.,
on Sunday last. He was attended in his
last moments by his daughter, who is said
to be an amiable'and refined young lady.—
The deceased, during the last ten or fifteen
years, traveled extensively in Maryland,
Pennsylvania and New Jersey, passing him
self off as a clergyman, officiating in differ
ent pulpits. In 1851 he was sent to New
Jersey Slate Prison for stealing a horse. A
few months ago he made his appearance at
Frederick, Md., where he hired a horse and
buggy, with which he started off, but was
overtaken in a neighboring city, brought
back and committed to jail, where he died.
After his arrest several persons from New
Jersey and elsewhere appeared and identi
fied him as the who had stolen hor
ses from them. Bowen was a native of
New Jersey.
TY IT IS THE custom for many parents to
take their entire/.family to camp meeting,
and to prevent confusion, the little people
have tickets pined to their dresses, with
the number ol their tent they occupy writ
ten thereon. At the recent camp meeting
at Martha's Vineyard, Mass., a bright little
lad was observed among the throng of vis
itors, who was ticketed thus : "TENT NO. 14
—Do not give this boy any candy."
A Wide Awake Tonng Lady.
About four miles from Easton, PA , re
sides a wealthy farmer, bis wife and only
I daughter. The latter is a dashing rustic
belle, of the mankilling species, much no-
I ted for her dauntless way in doing things,
and quick wit. Having a bill of a local
bank for one hundred dollars, and not be
ing able to use it, on account of the inabili
ty of his neighbors to change it, the farmer
resolved to send it to the bank for that pur
pose, and selected his daughter as carrier.
The young lady mounted a horse and rode
to Easton, but arrived there after the bank
had closed, and after offering the bill at
several stores without success, she turned
tbe head of her steed towards home.
She had just passed the suburbs of the
city when a "solitary horseman" overtook
her and gave the salute courteous, with a
winning air. As he had the appearance of
a gentleman, and evinced the greatest re
spect for the fair equestrianne, she returned
his salutation without fear, and the two
were soon riding side by side. The stran
ger expressed pleasure to find that they
were both going the same way, and made
such rematks about the landscape as led
his fair companion to believe that he was
not "native to the manner born;" he expa
tiated on the superb blending of colors in
the sunset sky, observed that "God made
the country," and dwelt upon the contrast
of the merchant's cares and the farmer's
freedom ot soil. To all this poetical disqui
sition the maiden did most seriously incline,
not dreaming that her companion was any
thing but a gentleman.
Smoothly ran the horseman's tongue, 1
until they entered a dark wood through
which the road wound, when he suddenly
reined up his horse directly across the path, i
and sternly desired the girl to surrender
that one hundred bill she was trying to
:hange in Easton. Thinking that he was
trying to frighten her with a trick, the farm
er's daughter laughed heartily in reply; but
the production of a pair of pistols convinc
ed her ol the true character of her escourt,
and she felt that the money must go. The
poor girl drew forth the bill from her bos
om, and was placing it in the scoundrel's
out6treched hand, when a gust of wind
blew it into the road, and the fellow was 1
ooliged to dismount to recover it.
No sooner had he left his horse, than the
quick-witted girl applied the whip to her
own horse, and sprang forward, but not
alone. 'The other horse started also, and
away went the span with one driver. With
an oath the robber dashed after them and
fired his pistol; but the noise only fright
ened the animals into a still faster gallop,
and the girl found herself at home in doub
le quick time. It did not take her long to
relate her adventure, nor was her father at
all delicate about examining the saddle
bags of the strange horse. In them he
found, besides a large quantity of counter-,
leit bills, nearly fifteen hundred dollars in
good money ! The animal alone was worth
more than the amount lost, and the farmer
was well satisfied with the exchange. The
robber was doubtlessly some fellow con
nected with a gang of counterfeiters that
infest Central Pennsylvania, and dogged
the girl in her journey from store lo store
with the bill. He has not yet claimed the
horse and saddle bags, nor is there any
reason to believe he ever will.
Editorial Talace.
All truth. We are one of the nabobs.
Like the fellow who would have four chip
munks when he killed the one he wasaftet
and three more, so we shall have some land
when we get it. Our palace is principally
of pine 22x30, one story, and most sumptu
ously furnished. It is neither plastered,
papered, nor painted inside; such finishing
is too plebeian. We use the stoye pipe for
a chimney, and our parlor for a hall, recep
tion room, dining room, kitchen, library,
sanctum, wash room, place to spank the
children, etc , etc. Our Brussels ingrain is
made of old coat skirts, shirt tails, dilapida
ted pants, and other things too numerous to
mention. Our furniture is common cherry,
and our chairs bottomed with cat tail's flags.
Our spoons are mostly pewter—silver being
rather common. Our chattels, personal,
run up to the handsome figure of several
millions.
One wife, valued not to be computed.
Three young'uns, do do.
Three pigs, $2 25
Twelve hens and more
hatching (not paid for,
or price known,)
One cat and four kittens, $5 00
Two cows, and calf in
prospect, SSO 00
Two jack-knives 2 50
One quarter acre of
strawberries. 500 00
The above, with little matters divers and
Bundry, give figures the spasms when the
total is enumerated. We dare not go into
details, for fear of robbery. If Brother
expects a man of such means to go
out and talk temperance, he will be disap
pointed. We are growing more mercen
ary every day. We shall add three more
pigs to our sty, and push the setting hens
to their utmost. And if our farrow cow
should add another calf to our horned stock,
tare shall be above lecturing entirely.— New
York Weekly.
PERSEVERANCE.— The greater the difficul
ty, the more glory in surmounting it; skil
ful pilots gain their reputation from storms
and tempests.
Walking L'pon the Water.
It was announced some days since in an
Oswego paper that a Mr. Gardner wouid
perlorm the feat of walking on ike water.
According to promise, an experimental trip
was made on Thursday afternoon, in pres
ence of a limited number of gentlemen, as
we learn by a communication in the Oswe
go Palladium. There is also a person resi
ding in a small village in Wisconsin, who
w rites to the Chicago Leader, that he will
attempt to walk across Like Michigan in a
pair of patent shoes. VVe give place to the
Osw-bgo account. Our readers must be their
owu judges about the probability of accom
plishing such a feat:
in accordance with an invitation, a limi
ted party ol gentlemen assembled yesterday
afternoon at a point upon the rivor a short
distance above the second dam, to witness
an experimental performance by a Mr. S.
Gardner, the water pedestrian. Taking our
sea' in a carriage, we started with the antic
ipation of enjoying a pleasant ride rather
than of witnessing any remarkable exhibi
tion, but we wore destined to be disappoin
ted. Arriving upon the spot we found Gar
dner nearly ready to proceed with his feat,
and a party of thirty or torty gentlemen in
attendance. At about three o'clock, Gardner
adjusted his apparatus, and was ready to
start.
Whatever were the expectations of the
spectators, Gardner seemed to have perfect
confidence, and proceeded as if the busi
ness was no new thing to him ; he had ev
idently assured himsolf by previous experi
ment and practice. The spot selected was
one where the bank receded directly into
deep water. Supporting himsell on the
start by a pole which was held by several
persons on shore, on reaching the end he
let loose, and stood upon the surface of the
waier. Gardner also used a balancing pole,
for the same purpose and in the same man
ner of the tight-rope performer. He pro
ceeded directly out front the shore, with a
kind ol swinging gait, his body swaying to
and Iro as he steppeJ.
A short distance from the shore the appa
ratus was hardly discernable, and the ped
estrian had every appearance of walking
upon the surface of the water with no arti
ficial aid, with the exception of his balanc
ing pole. His progress was about the same
as in ordinary walking upon land, and ap
parently with nearly the same ease. He
reached the opposite shore without stop
ping, in six minutes and a quarter. Mr. G.
did not step upon the shore but merely
rested upon his feet a moment or more,
supporting and balancing himself by plac
ing his pole upon the buttom. Shortly he
started on his return, and reaching the mid
dle of the river, again etoou still. Here Gar
dner turned himself around several times
without moving bis feet, but simply by the
act of swinging his balancing pole. He
then started again and quickly strided to the
shore. He appeared very little fatigued or
excited by the performance, and the success
of the present experiment was nothing
more than he expected. The whole time
occupied on the water was a trifle over
eighteen minutes.
Death of Dr. Graham.
A dispatch Irom New Orleans announ
ces the death of Ds. Graham, from the
effects of a wound received in a shooting
affray with Mr. Ernest Tolledaue. The af
fray grew out of a political difficulty. This
is undoubtly the same Dr. Robert M. Graham
who figured in the New York Courts in the
year 1854, as the murderer of Col. Charles
Loring, of California, at the St. Nicholas
Hotel. Col. Loring, with his wife, occu
pied apartments at the St. Nicholas, as like
wise did Graham and his family—their re
spective rooms being contiguous. On the
afternoon and night of Tuesday, August I,
Dr. Graham, under the influence ol liquor,
created considerable disturbance in the ho
tel, but was induced to retire to his room,
where he remained quiedy until towards
daylight, on Wednesday, when he arose
from his bed, and wanting water, left his
room, and commenced to ring the chamber
maid's bell violently in the hall. Col. Lor
ing, whose wife was ill, remonstrated with
him, and requested him to desist, but Gra
ham paid no attention to his appeal, and at
last Col. Loring went down to the office of
the hotel to obtain the removal of Graham.
As he was ascending the stairs, on his re
turn, he was met by Graham, and an alter
cation ensued, which resulted to the stab
bing of Loring. The weapon used was the
long blade of a sword-cane, which was
plunged into Loring's side with great vio
lence, where it was twisted about and bent
before it was pulled out. A coroner's in
quest was immediately commenced, which
resulted in the committal of Graham to
abide the action of the Grand Jury. The
trial was commenced in the Court of Oyer
and Terminer,before Judge Mitchell, on tbe
3d of October, 1854, and continued unlil
the evening of the 9th, the jury, tbe next
morning, finding a verdict of manslaughter
in the second degree. He was sentenced
to the State Prison at Sing Sing, but was
pardoned by Governor Clark on the 4th
ol March. 1856, after serving upwards of a
year of his time.
"I say, boy, stop that ox." "I bav
ent got no stopper, sir." "Well, head him
then." "He's already headed, sir." "Con
found your impertenance—turn him."—
"He's right side out already, sir." "Speak
to him, you rascal you." "Good morning,
Mr. ox."
£lwo Dollars jiff AHHIIB
NUMBER 39.
Uhallenge to !H. Blontlin by l Local Editor.
A Rxcr PHOPOSITION.—The local editor
of the McKean Citizen throws out the fol
lowing laughable challenge to BlondinA
single telegraph wire shall be extented from
the American to the Canada shore, without
a single guy, directly over the cataract of
Niagara Falls. The "Local" ol this paper
wearing a pair of cowhide boots, and dress
ed in the costume of a female Dutch cook,
will proceed to the middle of the wire, with
a common clay pipe as a balancing pole,
, driving before him a hog and cow, carry
ing on his back a cooking stove, a couple
of chickens, a bed and bedding, a bottle of
bung's Y. P. M., n keg of lager beef, a
barber's chair,and various cooking utensils.
He will then unload himself and immedi
: ately go to bed.
After a snooze of fifteen minutes he will
I rise, dress himself, take a glass of beer,
I milk the cow, kill the hog and dress it,
J cook fresh pork for breakfast, after which
he will then throw one hundred and thirty
summersaults, sucking an egg while in the
air, at each revolution, alighting the last
time on the tip of the chicken coop, and af
ter having taken the chickens out one at a
time and wrung their necks consecutively,
will balance the coop on the tip end of his
nose, balance the bedstead on his right hand
and thumb, balance the cooking stove on
his left thumb, at the same time finishing
the beer and making a Dutch speech to the
admiring crowds on either shore. After
which—after the manner of North's cele
brated one horse act—the "Lcoal" will per
form the one cow act.
The foreman of this paper will then come
out on the wire, blindfolded and shackled,
walking on his hands. Then there will be
a representation of Heenan and Morrissy's
prize fight, in which the "Local" and fore
man will exchange sundry knocks and
kicks and black eyes. The last scene will
be, both parties standing on their heads,
and will in this predicament play a rub of
twenty-one games of old sledge, for the re
treat of all hands. The whole to conclude
with a representation of some of she scenes
in Romeo and Juliet.
The Duke and Button-maker.
In the middle of the battle of Waterloo,
the Duke of Wellington saw a man in plain
clothes riding about in a cab, braving the
thickest fire. During a temporary lull, the
duke beckoned t> him as he rode over. Ha
asked him who he was, and what business
he had there. He replied that he was an
Englishman, accidently at Brussels, that he
had never seen a fight, and he wanted to
see one. The duke told him he was in in
stant danger of his life ; he said, "Not more
than your grace," and they parted. But
every now and then he saw the cab
man riding about in the smoke, and at last,
having nobody to send to a regiment, he
again beckoned to this little fellow, and
told him to go up to that reigment and order
them to charge, giving him some mark of
authority the officers would recognize.—
Away the stranger galloped, and in a few
minutes the duke saw the order obeyed
The duke asked hifo for his card, and found
in the evening, when the card fell out of his
sa6h, that the little cab-rider lived at Bir
mingham, and was a button manufacturer.
When at Birmingham, the duke inquired of
the firm, and found that he was their trav
eller, and then in Ireland. When he re
turned, at the duke's own request, he call
ed on him in London. The duke was hap
py to see him, and said he had a vacancy in
the Mint, of eight hundred pounds a year.
The little cab-man said it would be exactly
the thing, and the duke installed him.
Drankeiincss.
When this vice has taken first hold of a
man, farewell industry, farewell emulation,
farewell to things worthy of attenlion, fare
well love of virtuous society, ferewell de
cency of manners and farewell, too, even
an attention to person ; everything is sunk
by litis predominant and brutal appetite.—
In how many instances do we see men who
have begun lite with the brightest prospects
before them, and who have closed it with
out one ray of comfort and consolation !
Young men, with good fortunes, good tal
ents, good tempers, good hearts, and sound
constitutions on y by being drawn into the
vortex of Ihe drunkard, have become by
degrees the most loathsome and despicable
of mankind. In the house of the drunkard
there is no happiness for any one. All is
uncertainty and anxiety. He is not the
same man for one day at a time. No one
knows of his out goings or incomings.—
When he will rise or when he will lie down
to rest is wholly a matter of chance. That
which he swallows for what he calls pleas
ure brings pain, as surely as the night
brings morning. Poverty and misery are in
the train. To avoid these results, we are
called upon to make no sacrifice. Absti
nence requires no aid to accomplish it. Our
own will is all that is requisite ; and if we
have not the will to avoid contempt, dis
grace and misery, we deserve neither relief
nor compassion.— Cobbet.
ty "I come to steal," as the rat said to
the trap. "And I spring to embrace you,"
as the 6teel trap replied to the rat.
t*' Impossible—for a lady to pass a
Millinery shop without looking in the win
dow.
XW Cackling may be termed, poetical
ly, the Lay of the Hen."