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- BT 1 HIGH SCHOOL BOY.
" Dissolve this mighty Union 1
Go stop yoor rolling sun ;
Blot out the planets from the spheres.
Which now in order run,
Go stop the rolling billows,
Go calm the roaring 6ea ;
'Then this mighty Union ,
- May be dissolved by thee.
Dissolve this happy Union?
Command your God to sleep
And call the sons ol Europe, o'er
Its fragments then to weep, '
: But, bark ! they say with oue accord
. 4Tbat starry flag shall shine
The envy of the eastern lands ;
Preserved by power divine.
5 Dissolve this mighty' Union 1
The Jew, ike Turk, the Greek,
'And Chinese wonder at the word
And now astonished speak :
"Dissolve that mighty Union !
Go hide thy shameless head.
'Behold! the mighty hand of God,
Her spangled banners Fpread."
'Dissolve this mighty Union ?
x Her moontains on the frown-!
Volcanoes In their fury rise
With fire to sweep thee down !
'But, hark ! the sound from every shore,.
, Of Union still is heard ;
mvriad sons assemble 'round
'Their banner at a word.
. . A MILITARY COICOSB PCMSUED.
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In the year iSOS.the peace of Tilsit ter
minated the conquests of Napoleon in Ger
1 many, and gave the people of those coun
' tries a short respite. Prussia, thoroughly
'exhausted by the onheard-of efforts which
'she had made lo carry on the war against
:France, was compelled to reduce her army
to a peace footing.
. Several officers of that power having ob
tained an unlimited leave of absence, met
very often in Hamburg to enjoy in common
. the various pleasures of military idleness.
'Oqb day ia Sept , six of them having dined
together, and made more 'han one libation
to Bacchus, they, al the approach of night,
"repaired to the Cafe He la Bourse of the most
noted in the city, and bade their entry in a
'most noisy manner. The Baron de V
a lieutenant, twenty three years of age, the
youngest of the joyous band, rich, hand
' Dome, and of noble carriage, but foppish,
self-conceited and insolent, having noticed
'an individual of small stature, dressed in
black, sitting at a table alone, holding in
one band a newspaper and in the other a
long pipe, "who had paid no attention to
them on-their arrival, and being offended,
no doubt, by the indifference, bordering on
contempt, whiih he exhibited, approached
him with the intention of avenging the fan
cied insult. To that effect he laid his hand
in a familiar manner on his shoulder,
'swinging himself back and forth, and said
'to him with an ironic smile :
'Ah ! good evening, my litde schoolmas
ter'? - : ' . ,.
The man in wact raised hi' eyes, and
'fixed them for two or three seconds on his
'interlocator- then looking again on. hi. pa
!per, continued to read. .
"God bless me, he don't answer. Ah,
well, my droll fellow, won't yOa answer
ma. . I see that pipe Is the cause". Come,
we must bear yWr voice.'f '
jla a second, with a flip, the pipe flew to
fpieces, he laughing loudly the while. , ,
.Without putting down the paper, or show
1ng any symptoms of being affected by the
Insult, be turned towards the counter, and
'said: "!, ; :.. ; vf "; : .
"Waiter, another pipe I'
That' right. - He has at last opened his
- 'month.?--.- - '-'A
The pipe was lit, and the reading re-nmedi-::"'
V X-.-H''
"Ah, so! What country are "you from 1
"In what village do ;yoa, fexercise -your "tal
ents ?".. .... -. .' ., .. :
Here the interrogated raised again his
'head, and looked at him as he whiffed two
tr three mocthfuls of smoke, and lowe'ring
Lis eyes s!owly,e seemed rather willing
to giva all his attention to his paper.
"1 belieTe yon are some kind of afcan
Von appear to learn by heart all the news
3 c.s to inform your friends and neighbors.
Bjt-yoo emoke like a Dutchman. That
,""oafound8d pipe causes yda too rxiach dis
traction." " . - '.;"'.
"And as before the pipe was again broken.
Without making any movement, without
ihowing the least sign of emotion, the so-
styled schoolmaster '"merely repeated the
first order : - - ' " " ' '
WaiiVraadiher. pipe I' I ;) ; -. r ' .
lVrbat a fine voice ! LiitJe roan, yod
liave the patience of in affel ordavil. i
'wczlA give tnech to" sea joa inad ; it wosld
Itcsse cs dclicionlyi There -
An cid "lapr,' wkh a fine German phy&i
t ; .csifl vhh stowed veil of frankness,
voice, but loud enough to be heard by those "Monsieur, aim accurate. Woe uato you
near dim : if you miss me, for 1 will not miss you; you
"Yon comport yourselflike a man with- wi" cease to exist 1"
oul brain. , I tell you the game begins to ' They insisted no longer. The Lienten
tire meand the foolish hilarity of , our j ant aimed, and the captain cried :
comrades adds to my impatience, and hard- j '8 high." -
ly covers the murmurs of indignation which ! The explosion was heard, the buliet graz
your conduct has provoked in the minds of,
those present. Quit! quit! 1 telf you ! it is
now time." . . ,
After saying this be turned his .back to
him, and withdrew into an adjacent hall,
whither he was soon followed by his com
panions, who, by their thoughtless laughter
covered his reproaches. Seated around
the gaming table, they began to play. . The
young lieutenant, judging by the noise pro
duced by his folly, had forgo'ten the insult,
played desperately, and was winning large
ly. But an hour had scarcely elapsed when
the man in black entered the hall of play,
and approached him, tapped him on the
shoulder, demanding a private interview.
The young lieutenant looking at him over
his shoulder, laughed in his (ace.
" Monsieur Officer," said the man in
black, "I am not a schoolmaster, as you
were pleased to call me. I demand of yon
all satisfaction. It is due to me, and 1
hope you will not refuse it ; if you do, I
know well the means to obtain it. To mor
row, at seven o'clock I will wait for you
here; arm jourself with pistols !"
Our braggart, who, during this discourse,
had risen to bis feet, and had alternatively
become red and pale, gave no response, but
a bow o! acquiesence, in the fear, no doubt,
that the emotions of bis voice would betray
his complete terror. The cap'ain sainted
the rest of the company, and immediately
left the house.
With him went all the gayety of the lieu
tenant. He became thoughtful and taci
turn, his spirit was no more with the play,
and be lost all he had before won.
The thoughts of to-morrow that terrible
morrow frightened him. How, much his
adversary would have the advantage over
him. -
Suffering with so much calmness a series
of affronts! Proposing a duel with that
firmness, that assurance, imperturable sang
froid I Bravery and skill were surely his.
Such were the ideas that crowded into his
mind. . y
On leaving the hall, they separated with
the promise to meet at the hour indicated.
At seven o'clock they met ; the Englishman
was already at the rendezvous, clad in the
brilliant uniform of a superior officer of the j
navy of his country, covered with many
decorations, and followed by a valet richly
dressed, who carried a small casket under
his arm. He offered them refreshments,
which were accepted ; spoke with courte
sy ; and proved himself to be high minded
and acquainted with the ways ot the world.
At eight o'clock he broke up the sitting,
and requested the Prussian officer to be so
kind as to designate the place where the
quarrel would ba settled, adding that he
was a stranger in that place, he would wil
lingly give him the choice.
They then repaired to a vat pasturage,
which lay between Hamburg and Allona. -Ou
arriving there, he asked :
''What distance will suit yon ?"
"Twenty-five paces." " '
"That is too much, Monsieur. Yon could
not hit me a: that distance. Let us say fif- .
teen; that is enough."
The witness agreed, and the proposition
was adopted. Meanwhile, the Major ob
served to the captain that he bad no second.
"It is not necessary," replied the captain,
"II I fall, my valet knows what to do."
The Major insisted, nd showed him that .
it was contrary to the usages of the country;
according to that morality the duel could'
not lake place; but he offered with polite- '
ness, to allow it to proceed, which offer
was accepted. . ( I
;The'ground "was measured, and they ;
look their places. : The captain, addressing
bis adversary, asked tnis singular ques
tion : ; .:
'Have yon good pistols ? because I have
two pair that never miss their mark ! I
I
j will give you the proof."
Calling his valet, he opened the box and
I took out one of the pistols which it contain
ed, and told him to throw up something in
the air. The valet searched in his pocket,
but coold find nothing save his handker
chief.
"That is too large; find something else."
He then took Out a dried prune and show
ed it to him. .
"That will do; throw !"
The fruit was thrown op, and instantly it
was shattered to atoms. ,!-...
At this proof of bis skillj the astonish
ment of the spectators was at iu height ; as
tb the lieutenant, he was more dead than
alive. .
The captain then took the place assigned
to him, inviting the lieutenant to fire at
him. The Major, then stepping in be
tween the combatants, ' opposed the Lien
tenant's firing first, saj-ing :
. ''The usage of the country gives the Of
fended the first shot ; and fdr the second,
Chance will decide."
"Ah, my dear Major," replied the capt.
"if I complied with your advice, Monsieur
would not have the pleasnre to use his pis
tol on a man and I am certain, judging
from his appearance,, that he has never
been tempted to eerioosly; promise himself
that enjoyment. Therefore j let come what
may, nevertheless, will that these gentle
men, who enjoyed ; themselves at ray ex
pense yesterday, and instead of hindering
their comrade from being guilty of such fol
ly, only.laughed at my distress, shall, one
lnS ,he top oi his head.
"My turn now, young estravagant! Yes
terday I was, lor one hour, the plaything
for your railenes your sarcasms. With
out motive you insulted me; mocked and
cursed me with humiliation. 1 was a droll
fellow a schoolmaster. Who am I to-day?
A man ! And who exe you ? A wretch, a
miserable poltroon, trembling with fear !
Death, which in an instant you will leceive
from my hand, encircles you with her shad- !
ows; already her icy hand is stretched over
you ! Your lips are blanched with fear,
your eyes troubled, your face is pale as the
sheet which will in a few hours enshroud
you ! Your limbs refuse to support yon !
Inselence and cowardice always-go hind
in hand ; that is ail we can expect cf one
of your stamp But before sending you to
the other world, tell me : have you made
all disposition for leaving this? Have you
not a' parting souvenir to give to a mother,
father, sister, brother, or one who is dear
to you ? I' have here a writing dek, and I
will accord to you the few moments neces
sary for that purpose."
A "thank you, sir," very humble and
hardly intelligible, was all that could be
heard.
"In that case," said the captain, "if all
reconciliation between us here below is
impossible, and that your blood alone can
wash out the affront which I have received,
implore, at least, by a ihort and fervent
prayer, the goodness and the clemency of
the Almighty."
Then, the Lieutenant, taking his hat off,
cast a look at the mute and terrified wit
nesses of this imposing scene, who all, with
one accord, spontaneously uncovered their
heads. During a moment there reigned in
that group a solemn and religious silence,
which was not broken, save by the respira
tion of those assembled.
At length, taking up his pistol and point
ing it with resolution toward his opponent,
he made him suffer for another minute, the
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bj edect ol sudden reflection, he turned!
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t.ifTjseu quickly towards his valet, and gare
him the pistol, saying, with the gesture,
accent and smile of hatred :
''Here, trfke this pistol ; that officer is not
worthy of English gunpowder !"
The next dy the Barua de V disap
peared from the country and his regiment
never eaw him more.
Below the Atlantic.
Soundings In the Atlantic have been par-
ticularly pushud forward, and have encited,
on account ol the telegraph cable, more
general interest than, any others yet taken.
They have revealed the fact that at least
two hundred and thirty miles Irom ihe coast
of Ireland the water is still shallow ; or, in
: other, words thaithere is another Ireland only
waiting to be raised thus reversing the fa-
mous panacea lor keeping the country
quiet. I: is just beyond this that the true
Atlantic begins, the gulf suddenly linking
; to nine thousand feet Thus Ireland may
one day have a coast line as high as the
Alps. The whole floor of the Atlantic is
paved with sofi sticky substance, called
oaze, nine tenths consisting of very minuto
. animals, many of them consisting of mere
lumps of jelly, and thousands of which
could float with ease in a drop water; some
resembling toothed wheels; others bundles
of spines, or threads shooting from a little
globule. Some, however, are endowed
with the property of separating flint Irom
the sea water , which is more than every
chemist can do; and there are hundred of
square miles covered with the .keletons of
these little creatures. Part of -this oaze is
doubtless from the cicada of rain dost
which rise from the vast steppes of South
America in such masses as to darken the
sun and make the animals fly to shelter,'
and, which, alter sweeping like almoon
over the country, lose themselves in the
'steep Atlantic." No bones have been
round of the larger animals, so that the kra
ken and eea serpent might sleep their last
sleep, and leave not a bone or a vertebra to
tell thetale."- Not a mast or anchor, not 'a
block nor a strand, not a coin or a keepsake
has been found to testify of the countless
gallant ships and more gallant men who
have gone down amid the pittiless waves.
All the Year Round.
Gravs JoXt. A wag going through a
graveyard, observed on one of the stones
he following lines: '
"As I am now, so you must be,
Prepare for death and follow me."
He took, out his pencil and ivnte be
low : '
"To follow yon I'll not consent,
Until I know which way yon went."
"In my time, Miss,", said a stern .annt,
"the men looked al the women's faces, in
stead of their ankles l'- "Ab, bat my dear
aunt," retorted the young lady, "yoa see
the world has improved, and is more civili
zed than It used to be'. It looks . moire to
the udderstanding."'
Wis fear that. some of our young men,
woofd be far more anxious than they are to
go to Abraham's bosom. tf.tTqn-j.
THE SCENES OF A NIGHT.
BT ANMC K. LCRAND.
Gently and softly the twilight shadows
melt away , and the heavier darkness ot
night settles ' over the earth. The moon,
the silent but ever faithful queen of night,
following the example ol more brilliant
day king, has sank to her peaceful rest be
hind the western horizon, leaving the stars,
those bright glittering lamps of Heaven, to
keep the lonely night-vigils o'er the1 earth.
For a brief period of time there is a busy
bora of voices, and the tramp of many feet
hastening from the scene of the day -toil to
the grateful quietude of home, and then
silence reigns supreme, until the hour of
eight is tolled forth by the deep toned town
clock.
As the last loud not vibrates upon the
still air, a man and women, a young and
happy bridal pair, kneels within a brilliant-ly-lighted
church, before the sacred altar,
i and in the presence of ' Heaven's embas
sador to earth," there to breath the marriage
vows; and, while the minister, in clear
calm tones, reads to those youthful ones
the solemn ritual by which they are to be
bound to each other in joy or care, in weal
or woe, through life unto the misty veil of
death, down from the courts of heaven, an
angel bends listening to catch the response
re-echoed in tha&e warmly-beaiing hearts,
and then to bear those sacred vows up to
the great High Priest, thre to be recorded
in times that can never be affaced.
And now th5 ceremony is ended, the
hope ol years is realized, and they are hus
band and wile. Oh, Low sweet the thought
never to be separated again until the cold
hand and the dark shadows of death severs
the tie that binds them . Oh, they are very
happy now, in the first realization of their
long anticipated joy ! But will it always
be thus? Will the bright-winged angel,
joy take up his abode with them and for
ever dwell within their household ? Nay,
surely not, for sorrow ever broods over
the earth, and no (rail earthly mortal can
escape from his cruel oppression there
fore, they, happy as they now are, must
j ere long bow their heads to the waves of
: chilling grief and aflliction.
But hark ! while we are thus musing the
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hour of nine rings out upon the air, and an-
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other scene ripe- to our view. Within a
darkened chamber a fair young mother
lays, while out upon the hashed air fee
ble wad is borne an infan'.'s cry. Ah !
and it seems well that this wail should go
forth from thi pure, sinless one, whose ex
istence has just began, for alas ! like all
mortals, it is born to a lot of care and sor
row, of grief and woe, of pain and misery
and, at last, to death ! A death, whether of
honor, and long lamented, or of dishonor,
and soon lorgotien, remains for the future
to unfold; and with this thought we turn
instinctively to the mother. Is she that
fair, frail child like one, who seems almost
too delicate to tread life's rouh and thorny
path ? Is she capacitated to rear that now
sinless child for a respected life and an
honored death ? Can she teach it how to
shun the shoals and quicksands of life?
how to overcome the temptations and bow
meekly to the trials that await it in after
years? now to live that after death it may
be fit to dwell in the pre-ence of angels
and archangels, of cherubims, and sera
phims, in the presence of the Most Holy
Faiher himselt? Ah! what a fearful re
sponsibility is yonrs, frail, trembling moth
er. God give you strength for the trials
that await you, and enable you to fit the
soul of this, your first born, for the never-
ending joys of Heaven. , . .
Ah I Jondly now peals forth the hour of
ten. Within another home behold a sol
emn scene; upon a downy couch reclines
a man lately in the full prime, but now-
grappling with the dread King of Terrors
I unrelenting Death whose fatal arrow has
already pierced the slowly beating heart.
Dear friends are gathered around, gazing
mournfully into the loved one's face, which
is only revealed by the dim light of a single
taper. How sadly the loved and loving
ones gaze upon the countenance now fast
changing in death. Some, with not scald
ing tears coursing down their cheeks, and
and others pale, mute and motionless, but
each and all with almost bursting hearts.
' How awfully still. Within that chamber
naught breaks the silence save the loud
and labored breathing of the dying one;
and with him struggle is almost over, be
hold, the once flashing eyes are glazing
with the film of death; the once warm and
active limbs are growing cold and rigid,
and o1 ! the once fondly loving heart is
now cold and still.. Ah ! the soul has gone
iato the presence of its Creator, for all cre
ated thing proclaim that existence adds not
-j with the grave; yea, surely there is a land
beyond the tomb. .....
Again the faithful town clock notes the
rapid flight of lime, and loudly tolls the
hour of eleven. With a pale haggard coun
tenance, and wild, unearthly looks a young
but wretched being wanders without' a
home, and, alas ! destitute of friends. Ah
life to her is a burden now, and the world
a dreary waste. But it was not always thus.
Once she had a pleasant home ; once she
had kind friends ; once she shrank from the
thought of ' death and once, to her, the
world seemed all bright and beautiful, but
the tempter entered that humble abode.
One who lured her from her home and
friends ; one who robbed her of her inno-
cence and brought her to shame and deara-
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are coursing wildly through her burning
brain. And, as remembrance of the past
comes rushing o'er her sonl, with a wild
cry of anguish she sinks down by the way-
side only to arise a few moments later with
the vacant litare and chilling laugh of the
maniac.,,
May the Lord have pity upon thee, poor
erring one, and grant thee a respite from
thy forrows in this thy loss of reason. And
may he deal justly wiih him who ha
brought this ruin upon thee. Ay, most as
6uredly he will, "For vengeance is mine,
saith the Lord, I will repay !"
But listen. The midnight hour is tolling,
and as the ringing notes grows faint upon
the st'll night air, a lair young face peers
out into the gloom of night from the window
of yonder stately mansion A look of
anxiety is resting upon that innocent coun- j
tenance,and tears gather in the dark, mourn
ful eyes as she turns away from th window
with a weary sigh. But the sound of a dis
tant footstep fall upon her listening ear,
and a look of expectation lights her coun
tenance, and then, for a moment, an ex
pression of joy , for it it la the long absent
husband for whom she has waited so anxi
ously. But ala ! her joy mcnt soon turn
to the bitterest sorrow, for he comes with
oaths and imprecations upon his lips; comes
with the reeling gait, and sickening,, dis
gusting oder that ever attends the midnight
reveller over the sparkling bowl ; comes to
chide her lor her weakness, and exult in
his own fancied strengih. And the poor
suffering one weeps. Weeps such tears as
only the loving wile of a drunkard can weep
at the realization that he whom she has so
loved as to trust him with her all of earthly
happiness is unworthy of that love and
trust. ,
Alas ! that in that princely home the de
mon of intemperance should find a victim
iti the otherwise truly noble husband of so
pure, so innocent, so loving a wife. For
he, like all other votaries at the shrine of
Bacchus, must have sorrow, and woe, and
wounds without cause, if he continues to
pay homage to the sparkling bowl.
One o'clock lone solitary hour. All is
hushed in repose. Nay, nut so; for swift-
ly along the deserted way a man is gliding; j years telegraph companies in England have
a young and handsome man. Ah ! he has j employbd females in the instrument de
stopped now, stopped just beside that lare part'menlsot some of their principal stations,
stone house, where the hard earned savings j The work is liaht and clean, and very well
of many a toiling hand is deposited ! He , adapted for young ladies. Most of them
has entered now, but how stealthily. What j acquire the art of telegraphing in a very
can his errand be Oh ! can a be that he, j 6hort time, and there are now in the service
so young, so blest with health and strength, j many who are able to send and receive
so much confided in by friends, and in I menaces as well as the best of the male
whom so many fond hopes centre, can it be
that he has forgone
n his honor and inteiri- I
t o n ,1 rrnna fstrlti a m'tfi r iirKf rrtHKar 1
Ah, yes, 'tis true; for, see! he comes j impossible tor tnem to remain any lengtn
forth with his treasure trembling in tvery j of ,ime in a room without desiring to hold
limb, for crime has made him a coward ! a fa,r amount of conversation. As the na
Alas ! this once noble young man has fal- j 'are of their employment demands that lor
len a.id in that fall how many hearts he ' tne greaier P" of the time they are at the
hascru.-hed. For to-morrow the officers office they must sit at the instrumeut to
of justice will be upon his track to bring wh;ch they are appointed, they cannot
him to accojnt lor his deeds. For, careful ery well hold conversations with their
as he has been he has failed to obliterate 'companions. So that when a circuit hap-
all the traces of his guilt. And. ere long,
his name will be heralded forth with shame
and dishonor, while, he perchance, w ill be
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psvin! the penalty of h:s crime in some
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Bloomy prison : for the laws of nations de
ma i ids that tor know n crimes man shall be
punished.
And tt.ough he has aimed at concealment
yet that jnst and righteous God, who, amid
r..t .i i .: i .:
iiviiui uiuiiueiiii" "J .iKinciuii pruvirtiiu-
ed from Mt. Nnai the comman ment,''Thou
.halt not steal," will surely fru-fate ail his
seemingly well laid plans, and justice will
be avenged.
AL t .1 : r ! 1 . l !
u:w.e misery mat must ioiiow mis
evn ueea: misery to n.m mat committee
it, and to all those to whom he i so dear.
Th fond faiher, the doting mother, the af-
lecuonate sister, tne sympaimz.ng orotner , description- of different towns through
and the warm trusting friend. Ala! each : which i haJ passed, &c . kc.
and all of these must feel, in its keenest' I soon found that, in addition to being an
sense, the misery that springs from temp- - excellent hand at telegraphing, my fair
tations yielded to. j correspondent was very entertaining in con-
Oh ! young man I conjure you, let your ; versatiou, and it was very easy to discover,
condition be what it may, to heed the oft j from the way in which she acted during a
repeated commandment, "Thou shalt not j press of business, that she wa of a very
steal." . j amiable disposition. These conversations
Two o'clock nc peals forth, another ' went on for some time, till at length I was
man glides forth from his concealment. A j miserably dull when away from the instru
man with a fierce look in his eye, muttered i ment, and always eager to discharge, as
oaths upon his lips. How swiftly yet how quickly as possible, those duties which oc
noiselesaly he moves. Ah, see ! he pauses j casionally call me away, so that 1 miht
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now in bis rapid walk and ascends the
steps of a house where once his dearest;
friend dwelt, a friend whom he now deems
his bitterest enemy. He has entered the
house now by means of a false key. Oh ?
what can this sieaithly conduct mean at
this untimely hour? We fear there is a
learful design in his heart, for see that glit
tering knife that he now holds in his hand.
Ah! he thirsts for the blood of his fellow
mortal, and 6oon will this unholy appetite
be appeased. It is already, for the bloody
work is done ; he has hurried the soul of
his fellow being, one whom he once called
friend, without a moment's warning, and
while he slept all unconscious of danger,
into the presence of its jut and righteous
judge. And now he creeps away, a guilty,
sin-stained wretch, with the brand of Cain
upon his brow.
Ah! he may f.y; fly from the vigilant
executors of the law, and the avenging
hand of justice, but be can never, never es
cape the accusing conscience that dwells
within his t breast. For the voice of his
brother's blood crieth unto him, even from
the eronnd. ' -
old gray-haired man starts, and hastening
to the fanher end of his dimly-lighted room,
he opens the large iron safe wherein is de
posited all his treasure. Ah! he is a miser
See how those hard, stony eyeballs glitter
J as they fall upon the hoard? of shining gold
that is laying there. See how he gathers it
i in his long, shrivelled hand, as if to assure
j'himselt that it is really there. , We wonder
; if the clink of cold metal, as he rattles it
together, will drown the voice of the sup
plicaiing widows and the hungry orphans
that he has robbed ?
We wonder if it repajs him for the loss
of friendship and the sacrifice of love that
he has made to obtain it? If so, then why
does he not take his ease? Why not en
joy the comlorts that wealth can purchase ?
and hy does Bleep returs to visit his weary
eyelid? Ah ! it is because of the wrongs,
the cruelty and oppression he has heaped
upon his distressed fallow beings, that now
haunt his soul, banishing sleep from his
eyelids and rest from his weary mind. Oh!
he sees now that it is too late ; that his ill
gotten gains cannot purchase for him ease
and comfort, and gladly would he now ex
change that lonr coveted gold for the re
freshing sleep and invigorating rest that
was his in the days of his youthlul inno
cence. But alas ! for him, gold cannot pur
chase the desired boon, and so he must
drag out his weary existence of unhappy
days and sleepless nights for this is the late
of thoso who bow at the alter of mammon.
These, kind reader, are a few, and only a
very Jew of the strange and startling scenes
of a single night. For the darkness and the
silence forms a cover for many a fearful
deed to be committed, as rvell as joy to be
realized; for though night is the appointed
eeason for rest, yet how many there are
which avail themselves not of the opportu
nity, but, enstead, heedless of the darkness
that surround them, they take the most im
portant steps of their lives, with only the
seemingly little stars to light them on their
way.
Cow I Got married ;
OR, COCRT1KQ BT TELEGRAPH .
Everybody knows that for the last few
staff
ioung lad
ies are much the same every-
i where, and it would, of coor?e, be next to
, ren lo ' '"'g '' wr.o nas
charge of it. find a great deal of relief in
the derk of the station at th
; other end of the wir.
. . ,. . t l. .- - .,
Alter 1 had been some time in the servic
e
ce
and was supposed to be thoroughly ac
quainted with the work, I was appointed to
a station w hich I do not wish to be known
by any oiher name than that of Morten.
Alter 1 hud introduced myself to those
wjx0 were lo 9
my fellow clerks, I took
possession of the instrument appropriated
1 to rne, and, as is usual, inquired the name
, of the Udy with whom I was to work.
Quick as thought I received her answer
; aAn ,y Watson. Who are
you ?" Having
, gi?en mj name anJ ,he 5tation from wbich
, h, u. i PnnvAtinn
. upon general sut jects, such as the weather,
return to speak to Amy.
1 was most anxious to see the bein2 who
exercised such an influence over me, and
al length, after much persuasion, and hav
ing obtained the consent of her widowed
mother, we exchanged portraits. If I was
in love before, i was doubly i-o now. Hav
ing ob'.ained the likness, I was more eager
than ever to see the oriinel. To hear the'
sound of her voice which I was sure from
the expression of her face in the portrait,
was soft and sweet to see her smile on
me, and to gaze into her large, bright blue
eyes, seemed to me the object most to be
desired of any in the world.
1 applied lor and obtained ' leave of ab
sence for a fortnight, and instantly proceed
ed to N . We met, and everything that
1 bad pictured was as naught compared lo
the beauty, amiability and sweetness of the
original. Betore I left, we were engaged
to be married; and three months afterwards
having obtained through the kindness of
my superior officer, a transfer from Merlon
to N , Amy Watson changed her name
lor mine. , ,
Since then we have livJailyt for we
A Beantifal Story. ,
The Green Bay (Ww.) Advocate has
talented and accomplished lady correspon
dent, who signs herself "Long a coming."
If she is as beautiful as some of her beati
ful productions, we think she can bear the
palm. Here U one of her last effusion,
done up in rhyme, and a pretty little thing
it is. It is entitled
THE MOCCASIN FLOWER.
'Twas just one hundred years ago, down
on the little Suamico, a maiden, on the yel
low sands, was tearing, with her pretty
hands, her long and glossy raven hair, it
was a civilized despair; for, thongh she
knew not "Ovid's Art of Love," she bad a
human heart that loved with more than" art;
'twas life all that defines that one word,
wife was gone and blotted from the world;
the stars and moon to darkness hurled
Life ran, &n ever-widening river, to seas
where darkness hung forever. Flow on,
thou, careless Suamico, by golden sands
fo revr Cow. The honeysuckle, blooming
wild, leans down the little Indian child
kneels down to kiss thy wave, besides the
Indian warrior' grave, and there the bride
walks with her lover, under the summer's
leafy cover, unlet boughs of verdant trees
that murmur in the evening breeze, nor
flowers of one hundred years, can equal
now that maiden's tears, that fell a century
ago, and sanctified the Suamico.
"But why should maidens thus despair!"
she said, and smoothed her ravea hair.
'Til follow in the pathless wind,.' and this
dark river leave behind. Better die in love'a
endeavor, than sink in hopelessness for
ever." , : ,
The red stars gleam, the whip-poor-will
ans-vers the owl under the hill. The snakes
are coiled in tangled swales the woods
seem fall of human wails, and fiend, fit for
a maiden's head, and ghostly forms,
from which she fled ; and, on the lake, the
lonely loon floats by the lillies, where the
moon casts shadows from the tall dark trees
while, softer footed than the breeze, aha
steals on in the. hunter's track. The moon
is gone the ::.gbt is black ; she., when the
east the morn turns gray, sinks on the hill
side, far away. And there, besides the
bubbling spring, where overhanging grape
vines swing she sees the young birds, in
the nest, hide their heads in the mother's
breast. Ab, birds have mates, each Jias a
home, but love lorn maids are doomed to
roam. But, when morn pours in its goldsn
flood, she finds a trace of fresh shed blood
a broken arrow from his quiver, for
whom she wept beside the river. ..Love
lent her wings away she flew, through
noon-day heat and evening dew, tand all
the night till the morn again. ..Alas, for
stony-hearted men ! Love follows them
with bleeding feet, throcgh pathless woods,
and in the street forgives what cannot be
forgiven, and gees to plead man's cause in
Heaven.
Her moccasins are gone ; the maid sinks
down where the son and shadow braid a
carpet in the noon-day hours; the crimson
drops are on the flowers ; and tears are in
the violet's eyes, and in the scented air the
sighs the last faint gusts, the fitful breath
of life has blown her on to death. In the
happy hunting grounds above, she found
eternity of love. And now, wher'er the
maiden trod, the moccasin peeps through
the sod. And Indians say they grew as
large as any maiden's shoe, and they by
Indian maids were worn when other moc
casins were torn. Flow, on, thou careless
Snamico. by golden sands forever flow,
Take the songs the wild birds sing; take
these flowers that I fling,; .1 would your
murmuring waters bore f one sorrows Irom
this fragrant hore, that those who mourn
upon thy sands, for hearts grown cold in
stranger lands, might see the heart ot hope .
float by, might hall it in their deep distress,
and. on it float to happiness.
Western Politics. Do you support Abe
Lincoln ? No sir! Do yon support Doug
las?, No sir! Do you support Bell then?
No sir! What! Do yoo support Breckin
ridge ? No sir ! shouted the screamer, I
"supports" Betsy and the children, and it's
mighty hard screwin'to git -along at that,
with cora at sixty cents a bushel.
Somc one blamed Dr. Marsh for chang
ing his mind. "Well," said he, that's the
differance between a man and a jackass
the jackass can't change his. mind, and a
man can it's a human privilege."
A certain ycung rr an in this town says
that he expects to pay in a short time eve
rything he owes in this world. Ay, but
there's a debt that he has. got to settle ia the
other world. There'll le the devil to pay.
: - l 5 h
ViT A notice of a recent steamboat ex
plosion ends as follows : '
"The captain swam ashore. So did the
chambermaid. She was insured for 875,
000, and loaded with iron."
The following question will be discussed
at the next meeting of the Frogtowa Deba
ting Society: "Which is the happier, a
negro at a dance, or a hog in a mnd hole?"
A Dutchman thinks "honesty ish de besht
policy, but it keep a man rnosht tarn
poor."
"Love in a cottage," is very well when;
you own the cottage, and have money oat
at interest.