Star and banner. (Gettysburg, Pa.) 1847-1864, September 09, 1853, Image 1

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TAke rfottoot sad , best assortment of
FALL & WINTER GOODS
FOR •GENTLEMEN'S WEAR, EVER
OPENED IN GWTVEIIIIJRC.
SKELLY & TIOLLEBAUGH
Al pleasure in calling the sittentlea
pf.their friends and the public to their
exteneire stock of Fashionable Goods for
genddrnen's wog, just rewired train the
city, which, for variety of style, beauty
and finish, and superior quality, challenges
comparison wi'th' any other stock in the
plaflr. Our assorimettt of
Cloths, plain and fancy Tweeds and Cos
. simeres, Vesting*,
Ilptinets, Overcooling% Ac. .
bANrr BE BEAT 1 Give us a call and
-examittenfor—yourselves.... We have per
chased our stock carefully and with a de.
etre to please the tastes of all, from the
most practical to the most fastidious.
IIItrTAILORING, in all its branches,
attended to as heretofore, With the assis
tance of good workmen.
pzrThe FASHIONS fur FALL and
WINTER have been received.
Gettysburg, Dee. 10,1832•
IBM'Alltall MEMEL
SIDDLB, IIARVISS, & TRUNK
MANUFACTURER.
9 door. East of White hall, York, Pa
THE subscriber continues to carry on
the above business., in all its various
branches, in Market street, York, 3 doors
East of White Hall, where he intends
keeping on hand a general assortment to
iris line, consisting of all kinds of fashion-
able BADDI.FM, Bridles
g ri i re Martingales, Gitths, Cir
cingles and Halters, also
• f RIINK S.
- • traveling and
lead dle bags. Those - wishing WWII;
a handsome, durable and pleasant saddle
will do well io rail and see them. He also
mannfacturts Harness, Bridles, Collars
and Whips in all their varieties, and confi•
dandy believes from the general approba.
lion of his customers, that lie makes the
neate•t and best gears, in all their variety o
iliresdtit, distill made in the country. All
the above ankles will be made of the best
material and workmanship, and with the
utmost despatch.
Yogic, August S. /858
FRESH IUIVA.
One of the s i=t o r d prettiest
..irang? Atapte gootio,
Ever °fend ix this ptdce;
L. SCHICK has just returned from
‘s•
s the eastern cities with hie Sluing
stork of F.E.VCI4 ST.IIPI,4' GOODS,
winch he invites the public to examine. at
his new. location. South-West corner of
.the Diamond. Re feels confident that he
cite please every Same, is style, quality
'quantity and price. His assonmsot com
poses .
Black and Fancy Silks,
Satins. Beratie de I s aines. Mous. de t.iinei
I.teres, - Jackenet mid Cambric
Oin hemi. Calicoes, Tritumints,
Canton Crape Shawls,
ss' sol Undi d, artiela ; Bonnets, Ribbon's &
Flowers': Moves: HOsiery, Irish Linens,
Muslin., and hundreds of other Stacie.,
tAis line, Alen,
Alloths, , Cast3lmeres, Cashmeretts i
Indian Clout, tweeds, tottonides, Liu.
oil Chiclts, &dei n andhkocy . Vestingeoko.
10..04 actl'axamitie toy yourselves,
at the booth-west owner of the public
Uquani t and tc, pp' dont say that'my stock
)4' - OAS
is one of the must ,deeirable that
'4ll fault will not be
zo," ever stur, , tr,, mine.
Tb,ltokruk Ti fit; 'the, very, patronage
s liertittiforo,y.mtended to me by a generous
Calk 'continuance of the same,
)ermitlol,ol,l'v!othitig "hall be left u,n
'term mypart ialculated. to please and
034444 Up. ,
`J. IitCHICIL.
;
Oitityeblirg, Ap ril 8, 1858.
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MAME STORE.
111(1
, _Sl:lfybseribers would respectfully
• announce to their friends and the
pti lic c that they have opened a NEW
)iliklYylling STORE in Baltimore st,.
Illlfjolning the residence 6f DAVID ZitoLau,
Ppttyaburg, in which they are opening a
_ergp and general assortment a
HARDWARE, IRON, STEEL,
GROCERIES )
'CUTLERY, COACH TRIMMINGS,
..SPripgs, Axles, Saddlery,
~Cedar Ware, •Shoe Findings,
Paints, Oils, &Dyestuffs,
Arnftra , then mg every description of
Wicks in the above line of business—to
;wfikelt, they invite the attention of COliell•
.maierit. Blacksmiths, Carpenters,Cabinct.
,makers, Shoemakers, Saddlers, and the
litililib l ynerally. •
41dIdeatok having been selected with great
'kite purchashed for Cash, we gnarl
`Reteer(foi the Ready Money,) to dispose
*ling pert of it on as reasonable terms as
Aeyetn•bi purchased any where.
We particularly request a call trom our
Aleede. knd earnestly solicit a share of
„ pi& filvor, Ate we are determined to es
issithlials.a,. _character for selling Goods at
& lOC pleas and. doing business on fair prin.
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JOEL B. BANNER,
DAVID ZIEGLER.
i tilittislintrig, June 1'3,1851.—u.
TUB' nea.
That Lehrer who wtne to Owes,
gust humbly truer) upon drawee.
And kiss tbel•batidel that beat him ;
Or if Imbues attempt to walk,
Must toe the mut thatotheni
And cringe to.all that meet him.
Bays one. your subjects are too vets, .
Ton mach morality yen have,
Too much about religion ,•
Give me some witch or wizard's ides,
With slip shod ghotts with fins awl soake r
Or feathens like a pigeon.
I lose to read, another cries.
Those inanstrous fashionable lies,
In other aroma, thaw nevelt.
Composed of Kings and Queen* and Lords,
Of Border Want. sod Gothic hordes,
That used to live in bevels.
No, ho l MOS one, we've hadenough
°famed coofounded lovesick stuff;
To erase the fair creation.
Give us some recent foreign news,
Of Russians, Turks—the Greek" or Jews,
Or any other nation.
The man ofdrilled sehohude lore
Weald like to gee a little more
In scraps of Greek or Latin t
The merchants rather have the pries
Of Southern indigo and ries,
Or India silks or satin.
Another cries, I-want more
A witty'anecdete or pun.
A rebus or a riddle;
Some long for miesionarr news,
And some of worldly carnal riewa
Would rather heat ft Addle.
Them* too, with classic skill,
Must dlrp in gall his gander quill,
And scrawl against the paper ;
Of all the literary fobs ,
Bred in our colleges and schools,
Ha cuts the silliest caper.
Another cries, 1 went to see - •
A jumbled up variety—
Variety in all things;
A miscellaneous, hodge-podge print,
Composed-1 only give the MO
W multifarious smell things.
I want some marriage news, says Miss,'
It conmitutes my highest bliss
To hear of weddings plenty ;
For in a time of general rain
None suffer from the drought 'tis plain,
At least not one in twenty.
From the Aim York Triltsmo.
HOT CORN; OR LIFE IN 11IE
"IloT Come ! "Ilere's your nice Hot
Corn, smoking hot, smoking hot, just from
the pot !" Hour after hour, last evening,
as wo sat over the desk, this cry came up
in aloft plaintive voice under our window,
which told us of one of the nays of the
poor to eke out the means of subsistence in
this overburdened, ill.fed and worse-lodged
home of misery--of so many without
moans, who are constantly crowding into
the dirtiest purlieus of this notorious dirty
city,-where they arc exposed to the dilly
chance of death from some sudden out
breakieg epidemic like that desolating the
same kind of streets in New Orleans and
swallowing up its thousands of victims frail
the same class of poverty-stricken, unoom
fortably-provided-for human beings, who
know not how, or have not the power to
flee to the healthy hills and green fields of
the country. Here they live—barely live
—in boles almost as het as the hot corn,
the cry of which rung in our ears from
dark until midnight.
"Hot corn I hot corn 1 here's your nice
hot corn," rose up in a faint child-like
voioe, which seemed to have been roused
by the sound of our step*. ire were enter
ing the Park, while the City Hall clock
I told thC • hour When ghosts go forth Upon
their midnight rambles. We started, as
though a spirit had given us:a rap, for the
sound eeemed to dome Out of one of the
lire! posts which stand as sontinols over the
main entrance, forbidding all Varietal° ma
, ter, union the driver takes the trouble to
pull.np and tumble out of the way one of
the aforesaid poste, which is' not often
done ° , -14datme one of thorn, if not always,
is Ofteiriwit of its place, string free ingress
to the court yard, or livery stable grounds
of the City . Hall, which, in consideration
of dui growth Of a taw 'abatable &sty
brown trees and doubtfut tamed grass
patches, we call the "Perk.",
Looking over the post we discovered the
owner of the hot earn cry, hi the person
Of an emulated lithe glil 'about" twelve
Y oo ' ll oo , whose AidY , frioek Wee nearly the
color of the rusty izon, , and, whose face,
hands and feet, naturally white end delicate,
were grimmed with dirt until nearly of the
same color. There were ON wlkite streaks
running from the eoft blue eyes,' that told
of the hot scalding tears that wereeoursing
their way over that naturally beautiful
face.
"Some corn, sir," lisped the little suf
ferer, as she saw we liadatopped to look at
her, hardly daring to speak to one who did
not address her:through tones of command,
such as "give me - mune corn, you little
wolf's whelp," or a name still more oppro
brious both to herself andmother. Seeing
we had no look of contempt for her, she
said piteously, "please buy some corn,
E. DANNER..
"No, my dear, we don't wish any ; it is
not very healthy in such warm weather as
this, and especially so late at eight."
"Oh dear, then, what shall I do r
"Why, go home. It is past, midnight,
and such little girls as you ought not to be
in the streets of this bad city at this time
•
of night."
"I cannot go home—and I am so tired
cud sleepy. Oh dear."
"Cannot go home. Why not."
"Oh, sir, my mother will whip me if I
go bomb without selling all my corn. Oh,
sir, de buy one ear, and then I shall h,tve
••• • -
only Or left, and I am Pure she might let
little Sic and me eat them, far I have not
had anything to eat 'since-morning, only
one apple the min gave
. me, and 'one part
of one be,tbrew away. Icould have stolen
a turnip& atthe grocery when T went to gei s
get something in the,pitcher for mother
kat i. dare not. I did neat.) steal, but
Pease, says it is naughty, to steal, ,
don't want to be naughty, indeed I,
don't; and I don't wept. to boa 1)1'4 girl.
like Lissy Smith, and she : is ,puly two
Years older than me, if she does drew, fined
'cause. Mr. Pease iSaytsho will be just like
old drunken Kate, one of thee° clays.—
Oh, dear, now them goes ..a man and I
did notary hot corn, what shall I do
, To 1 There, that is what won shall
do," as we dashed the coin in the
gutter._ "Go home; tell your mother
you, , have sold it all, and, here
.is the
money."
"Wont that be a, Tie, sir? Mr. Pease
sap we must not tell lies."
"No, my &Er, that won't bO a lie, be
cause I have bought it and thrown it, away,
instead of eating it."
CITY.
OR' TYRBURG, PA.,:FRIDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 9,1.851
'But, sir, may I eat kitten if you don't
want it .?"
"No, it is not good for you ; good
bread is better, and here is a sixpence to
buy aloaf, and here is another to buy some
nice cakes for you and Sis. Now dint is
your money; don't give it to your mother,
and don't stay out so late again.—
Cro home earlier, and tell yourmother you l i
cannot keep awake, and if she is a good
_mother she won't Whip you."
"Oh, sir, she is a good_ mot*. some
times. But lam sure the grocery man at
the corner is not a good man or ho would
would not sell my mother rum when be
knows—for Mr. Peace told him so—that
we poor children were starving 011,.1
wish all* men ►ore good men like him,
and then my mother would not drink that
nasty liquor and beat and 'starve us,
'cause there would ho nobody to sell her
any—and then we should have plenty to
eat.'
Away she ran down the steeet toward
that reeking center of filth, poverty and
misery, the noted five points of New
As we plodded up Broadway, looting to
here and there upon the palatial splendors
of metropolitan "saloons"—we think that
is the word for the fashionable upper class
grog shops—we almost involuntarily cried
"hot corn," as we saw the hot spirit of that
grain, under the various guises of "pure
gin"—"old rum"—"pale brandy"—"pure
port"—"Heidsick" or "Lager-beer"—
poured down the hot throats of men—and
ah, yes, of women, too, whose daughters
may some day sit at mid,pight upon the
cold curbstone crying "hot corn," to gain
a penny for the purchase of a drink of tlie
fiery dragon they are now inviting to a
home in their bosoms, whose cry in after
years will be "Give, give, give," and still
as unsatisfied as the horne-leteh's daughter.
Again, as we passed up that street;still
busy and thronged at midnight, as a oogn
try village at mid-day intermission of
church servioo, ever and anon, from some
side, street, came up the cry of "hot corn,
hot corn !" and ever as we„liesrd it,, and
ever as we shall through all years to come,
we thought of that little girl stud her
drunken mother, and the "bad man" at . , the
Orlar grooery, an that her 0 was t he
best, the strongest Maine Law argument
which had aver fallen upon our listening
Again as we turned the 'armor of Spring
at., tho glaro and splendor of a thotuuncd
gas lights, and the glittering tat glass of
that for the first time lightisi-tip bar room
of the Prescott House, so funded by the
Press for its magnintence, damled our eyes
and:ahnost,,blittdeti. our senses teat degree
of imagination that first class Hotels must
have such Five Point daniacn-making ap,
purtenances as this giittering room,shimer
lesaly inviting, open to the street; when
that'iratch-arord cry, like thqpibroch'istart
ling peal, came up from the near vicinity
wailing like stoat virit,oti the midicightair
---"Htit corn, hot oorn—here'syour nice hot
cons—smoking, hot—hot--hot corn."
"Yes, yes 1" I hoar your cry—it is a
watehword*a glorious word, that bids us
do Or , die—until the smoking, hot, fiery-fur
nace-like gates of bell, like this one now
yawning before us, shall cease to be licensed
by a Christian people, to send delicate lit
tle girls at midnight through the streets,
crying "Hot Corn," to anpport. drunken
mother, -whose first glass was taken in a
"fashionable saloon," or first-class liquor
selling hotel.
"Hot corn," then, be the watchword of
all who would rather seo We grain fed to
the drunkard's wife and children, than into
the insatiable hot maw of the whisky
still.
Let your resolutions grow hot and
strong every time you , hear this midnight
cry, that you will devOte, if nothing
.4 0 Thrie groins of corn. moaner,
Only throe grains of coin, ,
toward the salvation of tho thousand equally
pitiable objects as the little girl whose
walling cry has beet) the incrcaniug cadw
fl*.litP,SS AND FREE."
the present dish of "Hot corn—smoking
hot!"
The next night after the interview with
that neglected, ill-mkxl little girl, the same
plaintive irriof "IfOt corn. hot corn, here
is your nice hot corn" mune up through
our open window; on the midnight. air,
while the rain eamirdripPing down from
the overcharged clouds in jois sufficient
quantity to' wet toi - ,t4)ll4egarinetit-4
the owner of that met OFMg verve, With
out giving her en acceptable excuse for
leaving her pest 'before - herhird 'teak will
completed. At length the volie'gtew !Ant,
then mixed, and theta lire'limer that ex.
'Misted 'nature alepv.--tiatis tender bowie
plankwas exposedto tir
,chilling inflienfie
of a night 'tain--thitt irr itiviocent liititigill
had the critb-atohe - ftq. r ' liid,' atrd' ad'ltriti
11 6,0„
poet_for a v pftloW=i, by rind' by "the
Would awaken, not in tiol#ted with re
it-541110g slumber ; blit''' ed `with the
deeP inipded !Alined 'o the ilth-rimk4ig
guts tiler feet,'Whie lisp be 'breidlihd
with impiiiiity awskii;l4l like the Malaria
of our Southern jonitat tie death to the
sleeper: Not 'soothed •a drestnj ecni-,
aciousnena of bacilli- a Indther'i voice,
tuning tint swot hilhibY'il ' i ' . f '
"Hush my child, lie stil‘ fad sloaloir
but staidni like a, eemtbieli Upon a savage
frontier peat, with almiitlathaving slept',
shivering with night eirididieirOurt
ir compelled' to go tuntiitretobling, liken
culprit, to hear the hard words ofa moth
er—yes, a mother—but oh! what a moth-
ei—Oursing h'ee foi not 'pit-feinting an im
possibility, because debt lied nature slept
—because her child had: not made a- profit
which would have ettaldvi. her more freely
to, indulv,e in the soul a body destroying
vice of drunkenness, to which she .bas fallen
from an estate when "my carriage" was
one of the "household words" which tined
to greet the young saes of that poet
little death-stricken neglected street sof t
fercr. . ; •
14 was past midnight when she, awoke,
and found herself with : desporato effort
just able to reach the ,k2ttout of the rick•
ety stairs which led to her home. We
shall not go up' " 1n - t little witile,
reader, you shall seiithetfe live the
Tired—worn wltlj - Vhe toil-;4ot
such is the work of an editor tile caters
for thi appetitOs of his Morning re.itder
wo were not prisisnt the nimitfight ioii`Ote
the absence of that cry fund its Seenstoto
ed spot ; but the next, aid next, and still
on, we listened in vaim—that voice was not
there. Trod, the Mime hot-corn cry came
floating on the, evening breeze acmes the
park, or wormed ita way from some cracked
fiddle voice down the street, np and around
the corner ; or oat: of some dark alloy with
a broken iltiglishlmeentilbat' somided
almost as mach like "lager beerPlaa it did
like the easimmlityt the iminigrint,4trut
gling td eke out lirprecaribmtesistenee,
wished te sell. Iftnever thispeat poverty
biardeniff i lthil. with& wikti-exiniOagebt
City, at thid sitsiseux, thaterr sober% aiglit.
ly proclaiming one of the habiti of this tats
suppeiesting peciple
. Yea,' we -Ws. that .ery..;.' 4 631 7 efril7
was no tou,gettilike the music of et tingad
jOstriaPont to knotr7 Mu' , fn ' 14:400 .11
string trOkbrsinWassil to sir* LOPOODY
spoiled. .
Whatrwas thakv.44o. o to W Ylt. MOW ,
one Of thq ten 9" l 94 B la4siWlklOrniliofabler
which may be daily heard wbere.,htman
misery , boa its tibode.. TWAtr,oies.aa some
oihera haye,Aid.not hatuit'ns,l:l* its !& 1
attune, io spite of, all
,reasoning, made Its'
feel uneasy.. We , de
. not belieye in spirit
manifestations half as 'atNpilly as some of
the nincompoops of this world would have
their lenteered 104ners ()tick yet we do
10?°!';•.00ilre: it km", no t
made manifest;witich makes us yearn after
co-existing spirits in this sphere and in this
life, and that % thtwe . is no need,of going be
yond it, seeking after strange idols.
'We shill not stop to inquire whether it
waifs Spirit of "the first, third, or sixth
sphere," that prompted us as we left our
desiotie evening, to go down among the
abodee of the poor, with a feeling of cer
tainty that we should see or hear something
of the lost voice, for that spirit led us on;
perhaps it was the spirit of curiosity; no
matter, it led, and we followed in the route
we had seen that little one had gone be
fore—it was our only cuc—we knew no
name—had no number, nor knew no one
that know her whom we were going to find.
Yes, we knew that good Missionary, and
she had told us of the good words which
ho had spoken, but would he know her
from the hundred just like her ? Perhaps.
It will cost nothing to inquire. We went
' down Otani street with a light heart ; we
turned into Cross street with a step buoyed
by hope; wo stood at the corner of Little
'Water street, and looked round inqui ringly
of the spirit, and m "which
way
said,
way now ?" The answer was a far-off
scream of despair. We stood still, with
nu open ear, for the sound of prayer, fol
lowed by a sweet hymn of praise to God,
went up from the rite of the Old Brewery,
in which we joined, thankful that that was
no longer the abode of all the worst crimes
eyes COlll . l iitratc,l on.ler otic tool. hark,
a step approaches. Our unseen guide
whispered, "ask him." It were a curious
question to ask a stranger, in such a strange
place, particularly one like him, haggard
with overmuch care, toil, or mental labor.
Prematurely old, his days shortened by
overwork in young years, as his furrowed
face and almost phrensiod eye hurriedly
indicates, as we see by the flash of the
lamp upon his dark visage, as he approaches
with that peculiar American step which
impels the body forward at railroad epee 1.
Shall ,we get out of his way before he walks
over us ? What if he is a crazy mall ?
No ; the spirit was right—no false raps
here. It is that good missionary. That
man who has done more to reform that
den of crime, the Five Points of New York,
than all the Municipal Authorities of this
Potioe-hntiting and l'rison-hunting City,
*here inisfortnne is deemed a crime, or the
nufbrtunite driven to it, by the way they
are treated, instead of being reformed, or
strengthened in their resolution to reform
by kind:words rather than prison-bars.-
-"Sir," laid Mr. Passe, ,"what brings you
herr,st thistles. of night, for I know there
ia an elpisit; cati,f aid yon
rT'erlipit t knoir 7 4 foolish'
wltintrpalittie child—cute of Agiebrable
with a drunken
"Come with me, then. There are many
such. lam just going "3,1 , 44 , one, who
will die before morning—a sweet little gi t
rl,
born in better days, and dying now—Lbut ,
you shill see, and 'their* will talk about
the one you wild seek to 10.1"
We were soon threiiditigiShiAlow
where pestilence kitalkett
& ftu 4 V
crime, wretcheckpillikrttind 41#y wll# o 4,
go hand in 11 1 tMid to deslmistien,.:l.. r• -
"Behold,"iftrid 'ettrtfriend.'"the'frite 6f
our City ezeicia4::, Itein la ti t ;
money spent forlicense to kill the , ‘lxidSt
and damn the soul.7l7?Preiren t kilb'e'io-
5,41.-VW.. elid. lend :blows oft* drtinkeu
husband ` pb n c eleife,: Olio? in etnitttieni, pf
society,,and exemplary member of,aohris
tiara ehaireli, that 'c a me tip cut' rife 0 of
the low cellars, which hunitin leinks call
by ihe holy name ut , hoine. .0
The' fetid' odor; of tinsillthy lane bid
been tee& thhre . 'fetid 'll &clad inn4l
- Wilding ;Ittorkititlei'ttntaltii neiniet , to
us that much' Attl6driwie tidy fit tette char
nel bowie. ' 'With lbw , thertaotheher at 86,
at ftildnight; bovi'iould then Ihrtrin biteli a
Once, lelheithe mesa ottlieparth fru'
rum iekdered them I 'wad egeiniti. (Cobb&
We gteped otir why 'sluing to the' &tor
an otaida
paused fora taoptenik,our 10 9. 1 401 2
ke Am) , PPS. • "Vierett b -1144,.. Mitt ; kikWep
"the Attie sufferer;, Mt Saius4 4/ 41 . 19 e,
faiAtedife‘r 1 000 111 'ag0,AP4.4.1' .1 41 1 4 11 t
expesetittn..themno,mbere abit , vis found
*O l l in Om amnia& ky key misera-
Mg mother, koCillullh pot, sold all
her aoPlt" t, • ,
( /41,AtiVikowu .01kuoth, hoot thou
brought to hot Ahourr Our friend
Owed, 4at did aot compretierukthe expres
sion, ofile eareifulil'• said he,t , the stairs are
iutfry.old and ry." -
" 11 13e!it her iiiiid'we; 'without regurding
wbs he Ili14:1411Yiug•
,!, ”Yes, beat her while she was iu a fever
of delirium, front Which she has never ral
'llE42' She has never spoken rationally
i 613 was taken. her constant prayer
seems to be to see some particular person
before she dies."
igoh, if I could see him once more—
thete—there—that is him—no, no, ho did
not speak that way to me—he did nut
curse and beat me."
Such is her conversation, and that in-
duced her mother to aedd for me, but I
was not the man. .1 1 1'i11 he come ?" she
says, every time 1 visit her; for, thinking
to soothe and comfort her, I promised to
bring him.
We had reached the top of the stairs,
and stood a moment at the open door,
where sin and misery dwelt, where sick
ness bad come, and where death would
soon enter.
"Will he come ?"
A faint voice came up from a low bed in I
one corner, seen by the, very dim light of
a miserable lamp.
That voice. We could not be mistaken.
Wu-could not enter. Let us wuit a mo
tnent in the open air, for them is a choking
sensation coming over us.
"Come in," said our friend.
"Will he come ?"
Two bands wore stretched nut implor
ingly toward the Missionary, as the sound
of his voice Was retxtgnized,
"She is much weaker to-night," said her
mother, in quite a lady-like manner, for
the souse of her drunken wrong to her dy
ing child had kept her sober, ever since
she had been sick, "but she is quite deliri
ous, and all the time talking about some
men that spoke kindly to Ler ono night,
and gave her money to buy bread."
"Will he venue 7"
"Yes, yes, througy. the guidance of the
good spirit tliat guides Ao world, and loads
us by untoteil paths, through dark [daces,
he has come." ,
The little emaciated form started up in
bed, and a pair of teautiful 6uft blue eyes
=MM=MX;;=M=a
glanced around the room, peering through 1
the semi-darkness, as if in search of some
thing heard but unseen.
"Katy, darling," said the mother, "what
is the matter ?"
"Where is ho, mother? He is hero, I
heard him speak."
"Yes, yes, sweet little innocent, he is
here, kneeling by your bedside. There,
lay down, you are very sick."
Only once, jdst once, let me put my aims
around your neck, and kiss you just, as 1
used to kiss papa. l had a papa once,
when we lived in the big house—there,
there. Oh, I did want to see you to thank
you for the bread and the cakes; I was
very hungry, atd it did taste so good—and
little Sis, she waked up, and she cat and
cat, and after a while she went to sleep
with a piece in her hand, and I went to
sleep; havn't .1 been asleep a good while ?
I thought I was asleep in the Park, and
somebody stole all my corn, and my mo
mother wleipped me for it, but I could not
help it. 01, dear, I feel sleepy now. I
can't talk any more. am very tired. I
cannot see; the candle has gone out. I
think lum going to die. I thank you. I
wanted to thank you fur the bread—l
thought you would not come. - Good bye,
Sissee—youwill come—
wore-11113-
good
, oTis the last of earth," said the good
1140 at our side—let us pray.
Reader; Christian reader, little Katy is
i4Jier . ,glatyo. Prayers for her are nun-
Nailing. • Faith without works wont work
,Iteform. A faithful, prayerful resolution
to Work out that reform which will save'
.y.tiu,Nfojeading the recital of such swims
irdsenit,fruits of the rum trade as this be
. ‘,...y,stst, will work together for your owu
and, othera" good. •Go forth and listen.—
itkoh 'heir a little Voice crying hot corn,
thinh.ofPoor Katy, and of the hosts of in-
Luooenta slain by that remorseless tyrant,
Gorforth and seek a better spirit to
relo"Overne. Cry aloud, "will he come,"
'end the artawer will be, "yes, yes, he is
• •
.Isere."
`tivilld'i; ;Evening Hymn.
i4oa f l!ky me down to oteon,
Nicel,i Opirered in my bed,
skew eon aseeiy'keeti
' Ham rod &omit from my heed
0, bow glorious he muNt
2 . htto to mind a child like me !
• Noon my wimpy eyelids close;
• Beau my little limbs, and eased,
Quietly ribjoy repose,
Till I rise again hem rest.
Pori irtuy preserver; he
'area lot 14110 ones like me.
fly and by, in sleep of death,
must lie down in thug-nm;
But the Lord, who gave mo breath,
Then my trembling soul CID sate
Helplesv, sinful, though I ho,
Jesus died or such as met
BROOM CORN AND IVERPINO WILLnWR.
—ln the Mohawk Valley, says the Scien
tific AmerAcan, vast quantities of this crop
are annually grown. Pennsylvania, Ohio
and Connecticut are the next largest pro
ducers of it. Its origin, as a cultivated
plant of this country, is attributed to Dr.
Franklin. It is a native of India. Frank
lin saw an imported whisk 01 corn in the
possession of a lady Philadelphia, and
while examining it as a curiosity, found a
seed which be planted, and from this small
beginning arose this valuable product of
industry in the United States. In the like
manner England and A merica are indebted
to the poet Pope, who finding a green stick
in a basket of figs, sent to Minas a present
from Turkey, stuck it in his garden at
Twickenham, and theme propogated the
beautiful weeping willow.
Luxurious Kissing Described.
Almost any writer CM describe emotions
of joy, anger, fear, doubt, or hope ; but
there are very few who can give anything
like an adequate description of the exqui•
site, heavenly. and thrilling joy of warm,
affectionate kissing. We copy below,
three of the best attempts that we have
ever aeon. The first is by a young lady,
during her first year of courtship:
"Let thy aim twine
Around me like a zone of loee,
Aid thy fond hp, en oft,
l'o mine be passionately ',teased,
A• it bee been so nit!'
The next to by a lady shortly after her
engagement. It will readily be seen Mat
the powers of description are far in ad
vance of the ones quoted above :
"Sweetest love,
Plsce thy dear arm bencaih my drooping head.
And let me lowly nehtic on thy heart;
Then turn Mow soul•lit orbs on tee, and press
My parting lips to last the ceetacy
Imparted by each long cud lingering kiss."
But the beet thing we have seen, is the
following, by Alexander Smith. We think,
howevever, that when a. man so freely
indulges in osculatory nectar as to iota.
gine he is "walking on thrones," he should
be choked off. Hear hint
'•My ■out leaped up benumb thy timid kiss ;
What-then' to , mu went groans,
Or paiW,t wish:lath 1 Earth was a round of blies;
1 WaratarrtintWalit; Qn thrones."
Iltrtttny - :7!
• 1-1411eViitd:44 du what 1
I.Sconeed : tii MakS'ihe strong man weak ;
Licensid At, lay the strong man low ;
Licensed a 14)nd—wits's heart to break.
And cluse.her children's tears to flow.
Licensed to do thy neighbor harm;
Licensed to kindle hate end sidle; •
Licensed to nerve the robber's arm;
Licensed to whet the murderer's knife.
Licensed thy neighbor's purse to drain;
And rob him of his very last;
Littorals.' to heat his serybrsio t
mitluess *room thy work at last.
Lisstas4 l ithe a ophior lot a tiv.
'l'a spread thy eels Tor man, dry pray t
To muck his struulso.—suelt blur dry...
Theo cant the wortliltsui hulk sway.
;/;rllittrit'An
..
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Two DOI.LAIiS PER'AffinS '
)NUMBER U.
IndePe h
ndence and Piregreni.
The Albany .1644ixtrbcicker of aweless.
4th of July, contains': a Mott unique re
view of 'the history and present cantlitiOh
of the United States. ft iseo clever. gen
erally so witty and so truthful, sospright
ly and patriotic, that we - conceive into be
our duty to place it before our readeini. -- Here goes: -
oft is seventy-seven year. since Uncle
Sam was born, end whet ap eventful
enty-seven years they have been! Seven
ty-seven years ago, the United Susie' were
a remote circumstance—they now cent
pose the first commercial nation lu the
world. In three quarters of a century we
, have revolutionized the world, built up.wt
empire. licked our mother, and fenced-in
a continent. In leas time than it took Me
thuselah to get out of swaddliug cloths",
we have made more canals, tamed more
lightning, and harnessed more meats, sad
at a greater coat in money than thief:We
revenant of the world could Wye paid for.
the day he got out of his time. In seimi
ty-five years we have not only clisegsd
the politics of the earth, but• its wearing
lapparel—cotton shirts being as much the
offspring of the United States. as ballot
boxes and democracy. Since the:4olof
July. 1770, the whole world has been to
school; and, what is better, has learned
more common settee than was taught in
the previous four thousand years. The
problem of self-government her been solv
ed, and its truth is as immortal, as Wash
ington or yellow corn. Its adaption to all
the great wants of the most aspiring sta
tion, has been made most signally, mani
fest. Under its harmonious working, a
government has grown up in an ordinary
life-time, that would have taken anrother
system of government a ihnusand years to
have brought about. - Arts, in leas tithe
than it takes some greenhouse plants to ar
rive at maturity, we havebuilt up a nation
that has spread itself from Maine to Mex
ico. from the Atlantic to the Pacific—a
nation that has caught more whales, licked
inure Mexicans, planted Inure telegraph
posts, and owns more steamboats., than
any nation that ever lived, or ever will
live. For all which, we again say. think
God; and praise Thomas Jefferson."
TRUE PIUILOBOPHY.-1 saw a pale
;Atwitter stand bending over the tomb, apd
him mars fell fast and often. As he raised
hia humid eyes to heaven, he cried..
"My iflother ! oh, my brother!"
A sage passed that way and said,
"For whom doer thou mourn
. ,
"One," replied he, "whom . 1 did not suf
ficiently love while living.; but whose in
estimitble worth I now leel I"
"What wouhlust thou do, like were re
stored to the 1"
The mourner replied, ..that he would
imam offend him by an unkind word, It
he would take every occasion u s/usw
his friendship, if he could but come back
to hia fond embrace.
"Then waste nn time in useless Vier
said the sage, •but if thou hest friends.go
and cherish the living, remembering that
they wall one day be dead also."
THE NEORO.—The happiest mart in skis
world is said to be a "nigger at a den*"
In our opinion this role is too limited. 7—
A "nigger" is nut only happy at a dance,
but in every other position. A' darliey
may be poor but he is never low-spirited.
Whatever hit earns hp invests in fun, usd
deviltry. Give him a dollar and in ISss
than an hour he will lay five' shillings,of
it out in yellow neckties or a cradled
violin. There is something in theAfricsin
that sheds trouble as a duck will waterer—
Who ever knew a "collud pusaue to
commit suicide? 'rho negro is Womb ,
given to love and jealousy, but ke has no
taste for arsenic. Ile may lose his qll by
betting against a roulette, hut he don't find
relief hr his despair as white folks do, by
resorting to charcoal hones or a 00W bed
cord, but by visiting "do fair rex," and
participating in the mazy influence of "de
occiputal convolutions of der elarinetait,"
GET IllaamEn.—Every school , boy
knows that a kite would not fly oaloos it
had a string tying it down. It ie just so
ut life. The man who is tied down by
hallm.dozen blooming responsibilities, and
their mother, will make a higher sad
stronger flight than the bachelor who,
having nothing to do to keep him steady,
is always floundering in the mud. If you
went to aecoud in the world, tie yourself
to somebody.
Ltveu LINO ENOIIOII.-111 addressing
the court and bar on the death of b young
lawyer to whom he was wear attached ,
the late Mr. Webster auid—‘` rlit!all9111
short; but abort as it was, he lived long
enough to do what some of us .who Iva
older have failed to do"—and the taws
fell as he spoke—""lie lived„ loujf enough
to achieve a religious character.'
Au Eastern Caliph, who was *filmed
with ennui, was advised to exchange Shirts
with a man who was perfectly happyi , --
As the story goes, he found thw' bettitty
1111111, after a long and vexatious seireh.
but the fellow had no shirt
New Booth'.
These boots were never nuni• bet um!
They ere to shun by half—
I want ahem long enough d'ye WS.
To cover all the calf. •
'.Wait Kir,' Kahl Left, with stilkil
.1'1) Alter them I'll try ;
Bat if the cover •LL INS ow,
'Tay mast be bee feet high I"
Themistocles used to say, "My 1 . 40 Il°7
rules Athens ; for he govern* his linetkor.
and his mother governs me." •
Dr. Johnson, on Hinanireit ilessiny."
osys--- , Extended empire. liiiontpikeded
gold, exchanges suougin lw auper#ts►al
dplendor."
Smile., sad otiuditibli
; mut
given akually, aro whet *is Mod% paw
weirve du; bark end immure .4
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jt good book is s
Irod 0 04 ;111
purposes. sod pro ( M OWNS
of action.
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