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, BEAUTIFUL LIXE3.
... The following beaotiful lines were written
by Tyrone Power, tbe famoas Irish comedi
an, who perished on tbe steamer President
.They were inscribed on the wall of tbe
"Old Blandford Church," near Petersburg,
Virginia, In which city Power had an en
, gageraeat:: ,
Ttan art crumbling lo the dost, old" pile!
- Tbou an hastening to thy fall
.". , And round- thee in thy loneliness,
Clings the iry to the wall;
The worshippers are scattered now,
Who knelt before thy shrine ;
And silence reign's wbere anthem rose
r. '.. Id days ot "Auld Lang Syne."
And tadly sighs the wandering wind,
' When oft in years gone by, '
Prayer rose from many hearts to Him,
The H.gnest ol tbe High,
. Tbe tramp of many a busy fool -"
That sought the aisles is o'er,
- And many a weary bear! around,
Is still fureverrnore.
How doib ambition's hope take wings !
How droops the spirit uow !
We bear the di'tant ci'y'a diu ;
. . The dead are mute below j
' : The son that sbone upon tbeir paths
' Now guide their lonely grave,
' The zephyrs which once fanned their
brows
The g(as above ihem waves.
- Oft ! could we call the many back,
Who've gathered here in vain
Who've c-reless roved, where we do bow
VVbo'il never meet again !
How would our very hearts be stirred,
To meet the earnest gaze
Of :he lovely and the beautiful
The lights of other days.
A Republican Opinion.
t - jiack, in special asmngion corres-i
peodeoi of the Cincinnati Commercial,
write as MIoa atout the political sitoa
lion : ' : '
Si far the ol ject of tbe present Congress
-seems to have been to humiliate the South,
rather than to restore the Union. .Bitterness
and animosity toward ibose lately in rebel
lion, has been made the test of statesman
hip, and he is most admired as a loader
"who is most uncompromising fa his hostil- '
tiiy lo those whom we must regard as citi- i
zona of a common country, if we are noty
prepares to acknowledge mat tbe work or
Recession has beea theoretically and practi-1
catly successful. What the rebels failed lo
do under the leadership of Davis and Lee,
Congress is striving to accomplish, under
the. leadership of Sumner and Stevens.
What war failed to do, legislation steps in to
accomplish. The bloody strife of four years
ending in - terms of capitulation? which
tamped the victors as not le magnani
mous o forgive than powerful to overcome,
falsified the olt repeated declaration of our
enemies, that the North bated (he South.
But Ihe foes of national concord and unify
now fiud in the halls of Congress an echo
la their worst calumnies, and a confirm
ation of alt the assertions which laid the
foundation for rebellion and treason.
A fetter received a lew days since by a
distinguished member of the present. Con
gress, Irom an old friend in the Scutb,s(ates
i that the Southern people begin to believe
'that the North really desires no onion with
ihem," and that (here is a determination here !
to effect a peaceable disruption. This senti
ment is expressed by one who knows
whereof b affirm?, and is fully competent
lo express the views of the people with
whom he associates. He looks upon the
caucus resolution of the committee of fifteen,
as a virtual warning to tbe Sooth that tbeir
representatives are not wanted in Congress,
pow or at any other lime, and hence be
ssys, you will not seg.mauy of our people
io Washington this winter. And in what
iher light caa the dozen of bills and reso
lotions already 'proposed in the Senate and
House be. regarded ?
' Neither tha radical Unionists of the North,
nor the radical disuniooists of the South,
avbo are so happily playing into each others
bands just rrow, are ot the men who look
clivepart in tbe strife closed last spring,
And in this fact there Is at least a seeming
argument for the repeal of the Congression
al test oath. 1: is stated that a man not long
since said to Gen. J. C iohustoo, that As
4ida1 feel whipped, and that Johnston asked
hid 'what command be had been fighting
a. "Not ear,'" was the reply. u Well,"
said ihe veteranfrebel, ."I have been fighting
nd I am whipped." Soil is through the
entire South The real Uniot pairty of the
South is t6 be Touad. among the men who
surrendered to Gract and Shermao last April;
and the real rUnioa party of tha North is
made op to 4 great extent cf the men who
f3Cht at Dohe'joa and Vicksburg and
HTchctoad oader tLe. Federal fia, , scarcely
one of wfconj will be found to intfarse thm
':? (J-9 F'iaf Conj.rsi. "I J
The Way to Keep a Husband.
"Out again to-night!" said Mrs. Hayes,
fretfully, as her husband rose from the tea
table and donned bis great coat.
'Yes, f have ao engagement with Moore;
I Phall be in early ; have a light in the libra
ry. Good-eight." And with a carelesa nod
William Hayes left the room.
"Always the way," murmured Lizzie
Hares, sinking back upon a sola. "Out
every night. I don't believe he cares one
bit about me now, and we've been married
only two years. No man can have a more
orderly home, I am sure, and I never go
anywhere; I am not a bit extravagant, and
yet I don'i'believe he loves me any more.
Ob, dear ! why is it 1 I wasn't rich ; he did
not marry me for money, and be most have
loved me then. Why does be trest me with
each neglect?" And wish her mind filled
with such lietfnl queries, Lizzie Hayes fell
asleep on the sofa.
Let me paint her picture as she lay there.
She was a blonde, with a small graceful fig
ure, and a very pretty face. The hair, which
showed by iia rich wares its natural tenden
cy !o curl, was brusheJ sreoothly back it
was such a bother lo curl it ehesakl; her
cheek was pale, and the whole face wore a
discontented expression. Her dress was a
neat chintz wrapper, bat she wore neither
collar or sleeves. "What's the use of dress
ing np jost for William ?"
Lizzie slept soundly' for two hours, and
then awoke suddenly. She sat np, glanced
at the clock and sighed drearily at the pros
pect of the long ir.erval still to be speat be
fore bed-time. -
The library was just over the room in
which she sat, and down the furnace floe,
through the register, a voice came to the
young wife's ears, it was her husband's.
"Well, Moore, what's a man to do? I
was disappointed, and most have pleasure
somewhere. Who would have thought that
Lizzie Sarvis, so pretty, sprightly and loving
could change lo the trelful dowdy she now
is? Who wants to stay at home to hear his
wife whining all tbe evening about her
trooblesoms servants, her headache and all
sorts of bothers ? She's got the knack of
that drawling whine so pat, 'pan my life, I
don't believe she can speak pleasantly."
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was this true ?
She looked in tbe glass. If not exactly
dowdy, her costume was nol'soitable for an
evening with only William to admire. She
rose and softly went to her room with bitter
orrowfnl ihonghts, and a firm resolution to
win back her husband's heart, and then, his
love regained, to keep it.
The next morning, William came to break
fast with his usual careless manner, but a
bright smile came to his lips as he saw Liz
zie. A pretty chintz with neat collar and
sleeve of snow muslin, with a wreath of
soft, full curls, had really metamorphosed
ber, while the blush her husband's admir
ing glance called up to her cheek did not
detract from her beauty. At first William
thought there must be a guest, but glancing
around he found they were alone.
"Come, William, your coffee will soon be
cold." Said Lizzie, with a cheerful, pleas-
ant voice.
''It must be cool till you sweeten my
breakfast with a kiss," said her husband,
crossing the room to her side, and Lizzie's
heart bounded, as she recognized the old lov-
er's tone and manner.
No: one fretful speech, not one complaint
fell upon William's ear through the meal.
The ii6wspaper,the usua! solace at that hour
lay untouched, as Lizzie chatted gaily, en
every pleasant subject she could think of,
warming by bis grateful interest and cordial
manner.
''You will be at home to dinner?'- she
said, a be went oat.
"Cau't to-day, Lizzie, I've bosioess out
of town, but I'll be home early to tea. Have
i something substantial, for I don't expect to
dine. Good-bye;" and the smiling look,
warm kiss and lively whistle were a marked
contrast to his lounging, careless gait the
previous evening.
"I am in the right plan," said Lizzie in a
,ow whisper. J Oh, what a fool I have been
for Iwo years. A trewul dowdy I William
you shall never say that again."
Lizzie loved her husband with real wifely
devotion, and her lips would quiver as she
thought of his confidence to his friend
Moore, but like a brave little woman, she
stifled back the bitter feelings and tripped
off to perfect ber plana. The piano, silent
for months, was bpene l.and the linen covers
taken irom the furniture, Lizzie thinking
' He shan't find any parlors more pleasant
than his own, I'm determined."
Tea time came, 62 William with il. A
little figure, ia- a tasty," bright silk dress,
smooth curls, and oh! such a lovely blush
and smile, stood ready to welcome him as
he came iu ; and tea time passed as the
morning meal bad done. After tea there
was no movement, as usual, towards the hat.
William stood up beside the table, lingering
and chatting, until Lizzie also arose: She
led him to the light, warm parlors, ia their
pret:y glow of tasteful arrangement, and
drew him down on the sofa beside her. He
fell as if he was courting over again as he
watched her fingers busy with some fancy
needlework, and listened to tbe cheerful
voice ha had loved ao dearly two years
before.
"What are you makiog, Lizzie !"
A pair pf slippers. Don't you remember
bow much you admired the pair I worked
for you ob I ever s long ago f 9
"I remember black velvet, with flowers
oo them. ', 1 used to put my feet oa""the fen
dew, and- dream of bios eyes and bright
and wished tiniejronld piOTa faster
to the day when f could bring my bonnie
wife home, to make music in my house."
Lizzie's face saddened for a moment, as
she thought of the last two years, and how
little music she had made for his loving
heart, gradually weaning it from its allegi
ance, and then she said:
"I wonder if you love music as much as
you did then !"
"Of course I do. I often drop in at Mrs.
Smith's for nothing else than to hear tbe
music."
"lean play and sing better than Mrs.
Smith," said Lizzie pouting.
"But you always say you are out of prac
tlce when I ask you."
"I bad the piano tuned this morning, now
open it and we will see how it sounds."
William obeyed joyfully, and tossing aside
ber sewing, Lizzie took Ihe piano stool.
She had a very sweet voice, not powerful,
but most musical, and was a fair performer
on the piano. -
"Ballads, Lizzie."
"Oh ! yes I know yon dislike opera music
in a parlor."
One song afier another, with a nocturne,
or lively instrumental piece, occasionally,
between (hem, filled op another hour pleas
antly. The mantle clock struck eleven !
"Eleven! I thought it was about nine. I
ought to apologize, Lizzie, as I nsed to do
for staying so long, and I truly say, as I did
then, that tbe time has passed so pleasantly
I can scarcely believe it is so Ia-e." -
The piano was closed. Lizzie's work put
into the basket, and William was ready to
go np stairs; but, glancing back he saw his
wile near the fire place, ber hands clasped,
her bead bent and Urge tears falling from
her eyes. He was beside her in an instant.
"Lizzie, darling, are you ilL? What is the
matter ?"
"Oh, William,' I have been such a bad
wife ! I heard you lei I Mr. Moore last eve
ning.how I had disappointed you, but I will
lry to make your home pleasant. Indeed I
will, if you will forgive and love me."
"Love yon ? Why, Lizzie, you can't guess
how dearly I love you !"'
. As the little wife lay down that night she
thought, "I have won him back again.
Belter than that, I have learned the way to
keep him.
Tom Saj-en Fcneral.
It has been well remarked upon by the
presb of the civilized world that the funeral
of Tom Sayers was a remarkable exhibition
of the most disgraceful peculiarities of En-
gtish prize-fiightiog on record.
But the
generally
use Col-
worst features have
known or considered.
not been
- It was, to
Bridge's expression, a ."Devil's Walking
Day" on which he visited his "little snug
farm of tbe earth" to see how it all went on.
And we should tbiok that so far as England,
and especially London went, the inspection
most have teen most satisfactory. Never
bad such a mighty assembly of ihe whole
of the, most infamous classes of London
congregated. The police force were twice
or thrice reinforced and fairly overcome.
Twice were the gates of the burial ground
broken in and the graves trampled on and
desecrated by the howling multitude of
thieves and rowdie?, who fought and tum
bled from gravestone to grave, or laid pant
ing and' insensible when felled by the
billies of the police or the blows of prize
fighters. Acd when at last the funeral procession
came along, as if to mock the scene of deatii
and show how destitute of human friends
such men become, Tom Sayers' dog cart,
with a large favorite dog as sole occupant
and chief mourner, followed first. It
seemed almost in ridicule of the solemn
words of the burial services, "1 am the res
urreciion and the life." In fact, besides
his two children, he seems lo have bad but
one (riend in hora he confided, and lo
whose house he fled to die a shoemaker,
who appeared to have the direction of all
bis affairs. The whole scene was mote
like a riotous fair than a fnneral, or like the
burial of a favorite dog Jrom (lis dog-cart
team than of a human being.
Three thousand pounds which had been
subscribed by the nobler patrons of pugilism,
with perhaps another from his sparring ex
hibitions remains in part to be divided ba
tween bis two children, a eon and daughter)
giving them thus about ten thousand dollars
a piece. How they will be taught to speed
it may be guessed. How many of there
noble friends came to his funeral we aire
not told. They do not seem to have been
ao proud of the funeral of their late associ
ate as the shoulder bitters in the burial
ground. But it has beau and is the patron
age of ihis class of men that keeps up the
brutal system of prize-fighting in the British
Island to such a degree, that in some of oar
large cities about two-thirds of all the arret ts
for drunkenness, and disorder are classes
who received their social training in the
British Islands, and who think it the first
and best use of coming to a free country to
get "drunk like a lord," and to knock some
body down. It has been the patronage of
these Lordlings that brought Sayers, who
was donbtless a brave and manly fellow,
pbysicially speaking, to an early death, and
a burial fit only for bib dog, and cot for a
human being a disgrace to a great city like
London with an irruption of the dangerous
classes upon the barriers of law and order
within which tbey will not. always be con
fined while such friends at Court are bat bo
little separated from them.
Pennsylvania claims $900,C0O of the gov
ernment for repelling the rebel invasion.
- Tbought it was my Mother's Voice.
A friend told me, not long ago, a beaotiful
story about kind words. A good lady,
living in one of the large cities was
passing a drinking saloon just as the keeper
was thrusting a young man out into tbe
street. He was very younz and very Dale.
but his haggard face and wild eyes told thai
he was very far gone in ihe road to ruin, as
with oaths he brandished his clenched fists'
threatening to be revenged upon the man
who had so ill used him. Tbe poor young
man was so excited and blinded with pas
sion that he did not see tbe lady, who stood
very near bira, until she laid her hand upon
his arm, and spoke in her gentle loving
voice, asking him what was the matter.
At the first kind word, the young man
started as though a heavy blow had struck
him, and turning quickly round, paler than
before, and trembling from head to foot.
He surveyed the lady for a moment, and
then, with a sigh of relief, he said:
"I thought it was my mother's voice, for
it sounded so strangely like it. But her
voice has been hushed in death for many
years."
"You bad a mother, then," said the lady,
"and she loved you?"
With the sudden revulsion of feeling
which often comes to people of fine ner
vous temperaments, the young nan burst
into tears sobbing out, "Oh, yes, I bad an
angel mother, and she loved ber boy ! But
since she died all ibe world has been sgaiDst
me, and I act lost lost to good society, lost
to houor, lost to decency, and lost forever."
"No not lost forever; 'for God is mercifol,
and his pitying love can reach the chief of
sinners," said ihe lady in her low sweet
voice ; and the timely words swepi the hid
den chords of feelings which bad la rig been
untouched in the young man's heart, thrill
ing it with new magic power, and waken
ing a host of tender emotions which had
been buried very deep beneath ihe rubbish
of sin and crime.
More gentle words the lady spoke, and
when she passed on her way, tbe young
man followed her. He marked the house
where she entered, and wrote tbe name
which was on the silver door plate in bis
little memorandum book. Then he walked
slowly away, with a deep, earnest look on
bis while face, and deeper, more earnest
feeling in his aching heart.
Years glided by, and the gentle lady bad
quite forgotten the incidenis we have relat
ed when one day a stranger sent up bis
card, and ueired lo speak with her.
Wondering much who it could be. 6he
went down to the parlor, where she found a
noble looking well-dressed man, who rosa
to meet ber. Holding out his hand he
said:
"Pardon me, madam, for this intrusion,
but 1 have come many mile to thank you
for the great service yon rendered me a
tew years .ago," said he in a trembling
voice.
The lady was puzzled, and asked for an
explanation, as she did not remember hav
mg seen the gentleman before.
"1 have changed so much," said the man
"thai you have forgotten me ; but though 1
only saw your face but once, 1 am sure I
should have recognized it anywhere. And
your voice, too it is so much like ray
mother's!" v
Those last words made the lady remem
ber tbe poor young man she bad kindly,
spoken lo in front of a saloon so long be
fore, and she mingled her tears with those
which were falling slowly over the man's
cheeks.
After the first gush of emotion had sub
sided, the gentleman sat down and told the
lady how those few gentle words had been
instrumental in saving bim and making him
what he Was.
The earnest expression of "No, not lost
forever, followed me wherever I went,"
said be, "and il alwaya seemed that it was
the voice of my mother speaking to me
from the tomb. I repented of my many
transgressions and resolved lo live as Jesus,
and my mother would be pleased to have
me ; and by the grace and mercy of God I
have been enabled to resist temptation, and
keep my good resolutions."
"I never dreamed there was such a power
in a few kind words bafore," exclaimed the
lady, "and surely ever after this I shall lake
more pains to speak there to all the sad suf
fering ones I meet in the walks of life-"
A Loval ScrrsRCR. Mr. Thaddeus Ste
vens, mad with longing to get back from
tiie Goremmeal at least twice tbe value of
hid iron mills destroyed by tbe rebels only
because he and bis constituents ran away
when the rebel approached them, has
brought into the House a bill fur the benefit
of "loyal sufferers."
Thinking the brave men who fought for
the Union lo be as small of soul as himself,
this burnt-out Polyphemus of tbe Radicals
tacks a rider on his bill "doubling the boun
ties" out of "confiscated property." The
honest citizens of tbe United States, who
went lo war not to rob their fellow citizens,
but to maintain tbe laws in which all Amer
icana should find safety and honor, will
know how to deal with such "loyal suffer
ers" as the anther of this fish-hook bill.
IForZd; ' .
I A paymaster of the United States army
was robbed ol fifteen thousand dollars on
Friday, in Washington.. He had just enter
ed a bank, and laid the package on the
counter when, taming round found it rniss-iof.
General Grant's Report
General Grant's report opens at the date
of bis appointment to tbe chief command of
the Union forces, at which time and from
an early period he says he had been im
pressed that only active and continuous
operations in the field, regardless of season
and weather, would teririnate the war
While the enemy's resources and numeri
cal strength were inferior to ours, the ease
and rapidity with which he moved upon in
terior lines gave the rebels a decided advan
isge over us- The Lieut. Gen. therefore
determined to mass his troops against the
enemy and then "to hammer against him
until by mere attrition, if in no other way,
there should be nothing left but submission
with the.loyal section ot our common coun
try to tbe Constitution and laws of the land."
And with this idea he set to woik. Of the
operations of the Army of the Potomac, the
Lieut. General says that he tried as far as
possible to leave General Meade in indepen
dent command of it, and his instructions
were all sent through him, and were genera)
in their nature, leaving the execution of the
details to General Meade. The campaigns
that followed proved him to be the right
man in the right place. His commanding
always in ihe presence of ao officer superior
lo bim in rank, has drawn from him much
of that public attention that his zeal and
ability entitle bim to, and which he would
have received.
The movements against Lee in the early
part of April, 1865, were so successful as to
induce the Lieutenant General to demand
the surrender of the Army of Virginia, which
be did in a communication to General Lee,
dated April 7, 1865, to which Gen. Lee
replied by by asking the terms of surrender,
which as the civilized world is now aware,
were more liberal than any otber successful
military commander of any nation would
grant to his opponent. On the 9th of April,
therefore, the rebel forces under Gen. Lee
surrendered to the national forces under
Geu. Grant. The surrender of Gens. John
ston and Dick Taylor Boon followed, and
the rebellion collspsed in the capture or
flight of its chiefs.
The Lieut. Gen. concludes as follows :
4,lt has been my fortune to see the armies of
both the West and the Eat 'fight battles,
and from what I have seen I know there is
no difference in their fighting qualities. All
that it wns possible tor men to do they hare
done. The Western armies commenced
their battles in the Mississipi Valley, and
received the final surrender of the remnaot
of the principle army opposed lo them in
Nsr'.h Carolina. The-armies of the East
commecced ueir battles on tbe riser from
which the Army of the Potomac derived its
name, and received the final surrenderor
their old antagonist at Appomattox Court
House, Virginia. Tbe splendid achievement
of each have nationalized our victories, re
moved all sectio'nal jealousies (of which we
have, unfortunately, experienced loo much)
and the cause of crimination and recrimina
tion that might have followed had either
section failed in its doty. All have a proud
record, and all sections can well congratulate
themselves, and each other, fur having
done their full share ia restoring the supre
macy ol law over evry foot of territory be
longing to the United States. Let them
hope for perpetual peace and harmony
with that enemy, whose manhood, however
mistaken the cause, drew forth such hercu
lean deeds of valor."
. We have remarked that General Grant's
hearty manner of speaking of some of the
army commanders, socb as Meade, Sherman,
Sheridan, Thomas and Scbofield, makes it
easy to understand which of them have his
full confidence. But he uses different Ian
guage in speaking of General Butler. Thus
he says that the time consumed in bis ope.
rations, from the 6ih to the 13th of May, at
Bermuda Hundred and Druryr's Bluff, 'Most
lo us tbe bsneat of toe capture and surprise
of Petersburg and Richmond," for it enabled
Beauregard to bring op his forces from
North and South Carolina io the defence of
of those places. Again wbec speaking of
General Butler's position at Bermuda, he
says that the army given him to operate
against Richmond, bad "hermettically sealed
itself up at Bermuda Hundred," thus ena
bling Beauregard to laa away his troops to
reinforce Lee, and at the same time making
it difficult for General Butler himself to do
anything.
But the severest animadversion upon that
officer's conduct occurs in General Grant's
narrative concerning the Fort Fisher expe
dition. It is already known that the General-in-Chief
did not intend that Gen. Butler
should command Ihe troops engaged in that
affair, but designated General Weitzel, fo:
the purpose. The orders sent to Wei'zel,
however, had to through Geo. Butler's hands
as Commander of the Department. General
Grant now says that Weitzel has officially
informed him that be never received the
instructions which he (Grant) sent to him
(Weitzel) through Butler, and he was never
made aware of their existence until Gen.
Butler published bis official report of the
Fort Fisher failure. General Grant declares
that he bad no idea of Butler going with
tbe expedition until the night before il start
ed, and even then be did not dream that
Weitzel had not received tbe instructions
and he believed would be in command.
The delay in getting the expedition off
was in consequence of waiting for the cel
ebrated "powder boat," the explosion ol
which, Gen. Butler thought, would knock
down tbe parapet of Fort Fisher, but Gen.
Butler was instructed to send the transports
pff either with or teitkout the powder boat
to avoid delay. Of the effect of this device
General Grant says : "The powder boat was
exploded before tbe return of Gen. Butler ;'
but it would seem from the notice taken of
it in the Southern newspapers that the ene
my were never entightened as to the object
of the explosion until they were informed
by the Northern press Philadelphia Ledger'
flow Rich Men Work.
The hardas: working men and the hardest
working institutions in New York are those
which are the most successful. To tbe out
siders it seems an easy thing lo make mon
ey to keep it. Banking was easy work a
few years ago and is now in Ihe old fash
ioned institutions which have country and
no foreign exchange. But no factory or ma
chine shop keeps men on the jump as does
a live bank in this wide-awake city. I was
in one of these institutions yesterday which
is not ten years old. Its army of clerks
have to be on hand early in ihe morning,
and tbey cannot leave until their day's work
is done, which is often not till long after the
gas is lighted. Its capital is two millions,
its daily receipts seven million dollars. It
receives daily Irom two hundred and fiftv
to four hundred letters, all of which have to
be registered and answered before tbe
business ot the day ends. No bank clerk
on the salary of a thousand dollars a year
goes lo his bank as regularly, or werks as
many hours as William B. Astor, who
counts up his forty millions. His little one
story office, a step or iwo from Broadway
on Prince street, with its iron bars, making
it resembie a police prison, is the den
where he performs his daily toil, and out of
his labor gets only 'his victuals and clothes.'
He attends personally to all his business,
knows every dollar of rent or income that
is to become due, pays out every dollar,
makes bis entries in his own band, and
obliges his subordinates to come to him for
information, while he does not go to them
He generally comes down in the omnibus
at an early hour of ibe day, and remains
closely absorbed in business until near five
o'clock. He rarely takes exercise and finds
bis pleasure in tbe closest attention lo busi
ness. A friend of mine rode lo Washing
Ion with him io tbe same car from New
York. He neither spoke nor got out of his
seat, and hardly moved from Jersey City to
Washington. He usually leaves his office
at 5 o'clock, and slowly walks up Broadway
j to Lafayette place. He is over six feet high,
heavily built, with a decided German look
small hazy eyes, as if he was half asleep,
head round as a pumpkin and about as des
titute of hair. He is exceedingly hospita
ble, and in the "season" gives a dinner (o
Lis friends weekly, at which the richest vi
ands, on services of gold and silver, are
presented by liveried servants to his guests.
Commodore Vanderbili never worked hard
er in bis life never worked more hours
than now. He has a confidential clerk who
works like a pack-horse, who has been in
his employ for thirty years. Besides this,
Vanderbilt does bis own business, makes
and executes his own contracts, and this,
with the business he doeB on twenty mill
ions, is no small toil. The Commodore
goes down to bis business regularly every
day, and can be found at certain hours.
His only recreation, euchre and fast horses.
Moses Taylor, whose dividend from his
coal stock alone this year reached ihe pret
ty little sum of a million of dollars, began
business in New York when he was six
teen years oi age, kept books with his own
bands, and has done so ever since. Hi li
brary in his house on Fifth Avenue is a reg
ular workshop. Every night he brings up
his business with his own hand. His vast
business, personal lo himself, and his busi
ness as trustee, are kept by himself. He
makes all the original entries of sort and
kind and goes to his office for no informa
tion, and be knows just how things must
be there to be right. And should every rec
ord kept by his book-keepers and clerks be
destroyed, it woold make no difference with
him, (or he has the originals in his own
hands. Many merchants spend the after
noon in riding, or in the excitement in tbe
evening stock board, but Mr. Taylor finds
jiis recreation in a bath, a good dinner, a
comfortable siesta, and an evening devoted
to work. Such a man would make money
and keep it. A'. Y. Cor. Boston Journal.
Nevada. At the late election in Nevada
there were only about 6,000 votes polled.
The previous year there were 15,842 votes
cat. From tnis even presuming that
there was not a loll vote out it is argued
that Nevada is going rapidly down hill. In
fact a correspondent in thai regicn states it
to be the fact. He say9:
"Tbe collapse in the mining excitement
has sent everybody out who eonld get out,
and the country is going dewn hill as fast
as possible. Business has died out, (be
people are leaving, and property in the
towns cannot be given away. The few mis
erable persons who cling to the barren des
erts of the 'Sage Brush State' are sick nigh
onto death of supporting tbe dignity of a
State government, and il would no: astonish
any one if the coming Legislature should
conclude to make tbe State a lerritery once
more. The mines are owned by great cor
porations not one in a hundred of Ihe stock
holders being resident there, and about the
only benefit ihey are to the country is in
their giving employment to a large Dumber
of laboring men. There are some valleys
favorable to agriculture; but by far the
greatest portion of the land is barren, cover
ed only with sage brash and alkali."
A pretty girl and a wild horse are liable
to do much mischief, for tbe ene runs away
with a fellow's body, and tha ofier with his
heart.
1 Greenhorn on tbe Railroad. .
"When we got to tbe depot, I went around
to get a took at the iron boss. Thondera
lion I ii was no more like a boss than a
sneetin' house. . If I was going to describe
tbe animal, I'd say it looked like well it
looked darned if I know what it looked
like, unless it was a regular he devil, snort
in' smoke all around and pantin' and heav
in' and chawin' op red bot coals like they
were good. A feller stood in a house like,
teedin' bim all tbe time ; but the more he
got the more he wanted and the mors be
snorted. After a spell the feller catch td
him by the tail, and great Jericho! he set '
op a yell that split tbe ground for roor'n a
mile and a half, and the next minute I felt
my' legs a waggin', and found myself t'other
end of the string of vehicles. I wasn't
skeered but I had tbree chills and a stroke
of palsy in less than five minnits, and my
face bad a curious brownish-yellow-green
bloeish color in it, which was perfectly un
accountable. , 'Well,' says I, 'comment ia
superfluous,' I took a seat in tbe nearest
wagic, or car, as they call it a consarned -long,
steamboat lookin' thing with a string;
of pews down on each side, big enough to
hold a man and a half. Just as I sat down,
the boss hollered twice, and started off like
a streak, pitcbin' me bead first at the etom
ach of a big Irish woman, and she gave a
tremenJous grunt, and then catchei me by
tbe head, aud crammed me under the seat ;
the cars was jumpin' and tearia' along at
mgh unto forty thousand miles ao bout and
everybody was bobbin' up and down like
a mill saw, and every wretch o'm bad
bis mouth open and looked like they was
laffin ; but I csuldn't bear nothin' the ears
kept such a racket Bimeby she stopped
all at once ; and such another laff busted
out o' them passengers as I never herd be
fore. Lffin' at me, loo, that's what made
me. mad, and 1 was road as thunder loo. I
risop.anJ ehakin' ray fist at 'em, says I.
'Ladies and gentlemen, look aherr. I'm a
peaceable stranger' and away went lb
darn train like small pox was in town, jerk
ing me me down in the seat with a whack,
like I'd been thrown from the moon, and
their eurted mouths flopped open, and tha
fellers went to bobbin' up and down again.
I put en an air of magnanimous contempt
like, and look no more notice of 'em aod
very naturally went to bobbin' up aud dona
myself.
Don't Bidienie Children.
There is so great a charm in the sportive
plsy of fancy and wit that there is no dan
get of their being neglected and nnderval-
tiftH. nr ih tha noii.a i.Tanf f . i V - :n
, ...w u. IUI IUIUI Willi
remain undeveloped ; our chief solicitude
most be to keep them, even in their wildest?
Nights, still in subjection to duty and benev
olence. We most not allow ourselves i
be betrsyed into ao approving smile, at ativi
effuion of wit and humor which are tinc-j
tured in the slightest degree by ill-nature
A child win ,watch tha expression of ou
countenance, to see how far ha may ven
ture, and if he find that be has the power id
amuse us in spite of ourselves, we have nJ
longer any bold over him from respect, audi
he will go rioting on in his sallies until her
is tired, and seek at every future opportune
ty to renew his triumph. Wit, undirected
by benevolence, generally falls into pettot.
al satire the keenest instrument of unkind
ness; it is se easy to laugh at tbe expent
of our friends and neighbors they furnislf
such ready material for our wit, that all thi
moral forces require to be arraigned asain
the propensity, and its earliest indication
checked. We may satarise error, but w
must always teach by example to children
not only in .what we say of others befor
them, but in our treatment of themselves.-!
We should never use ridicule towards thent
except when it is so evidently good-nature
that its spirit cannot be mistaken ; tbe agon
which a sensitive child feels on being he'
before others as an object of ridicule, eve
for a trifling error, is not soon forgotten, n
easily forgiven. When we wish, ihersforJ
to excite contrition for a serious fault, rid
eule should never be employed, as the fee
il raises are directly opposite to sell il
proach.
Ak Epito&ial Rears. The folio wine
said to be the private recipe of a Wahq
editor but we don't believe it:
"Take one pint of whiskey, atir-tt we:
with one spoouful of whiskey; then at
another pint of whiskey beat carefully wi
a spoon, and keep pouring in whiskey. F
a large bowl with water, and make tbe se
vacts set it out of your reach. - Take a am:
tumbler, pour in two spoonsful of wate
jiour out the water and fill op with whiske
and add to the above. Flavor with whisk
to your taste. A dose: three 'fingers' eve!
half hour."
The following lines are inscribed onJX
board near a watering place inVerraout :t
"Temperance fountain, tood as can be?
Better far than mm or brandy ;
If this truth excite your fury, ''
Let your horse be judge and jury.,
Augustus Doolittle- bad been in a st
about three months when his emplo
asked him wbat pari of tbe business he lil
best. To which the elegant youth replia
'Shuttin' up sir." .
Remember the Poor. In the fullness
your heart towards yourself, remember-V
poor. Tbe chilling blasts of winter axe. z
opon them, and to gladden tbeir heart i
gladden your own..
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