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BT S..B. KOV.
CLEARFIELD, PA., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1857.
VOL. 4.-NO. 2.
"A riUNDRED YEARS TO CO.ME."
Where will be the birds that sing
A hundred years to come ?
The floTcrs that now in beauty spring,
, A hundred years to come ?
Theroaylip,
The lofty brow,
The heart that beats,
So gaily now
O! where will bo love's beaming eyo,
Joy's pleasant smiln and sorrow's sigh,
A hundred yeara to come ?
Who'll press for gold this crowded street
A huc JriJ years to come ?
Who'll tread yon church with willing feet
A hundred years to come ?
Pale. trembling age
And fiery youth,
And childhood, with
Its brow of troth,
The rich and poor, on land and sea,
Where will the mighty millions be
A hundred years to come ?
We all within our graves shall sleep
A hundred years to come?
So living soul fur us will weep
A hundred years to come f
But other men
Our lands will till,
And others then
Our streets will Sll ;
While other birds will sing as gay,
As bright the sunshine as to-day,
A hundred years to come !
A LOST INHERITANCE.
The Paris correspondent of the New York
Exprt writes thus :
I have a story to relate to your readers this
week, which, though occupying more space
than I usually devote to incidents, conveys so
excellent a moral, that I hare yielded to the
temptation to give it in full.
The train from Paris to Lyons stopped at
the station of Joigny, a town upon the route,
and again went on, after leaving a few passen
gers. The depot, for a moment crowded with
railroad agents and lookcrs-on, was soon de
serted by all but two individuals.
One of these was an old man, dressed in the
garb of a well-to-do farmer ; the other, a youth
of five-and-twenty, who seemed to be waiting
for some one to meet him. To this personage
the old man finally addressed himself. "May
I presume, sir," said he, "to inquire if you are
Clement B."
"Yes, my good man," replied the youth
with a haughtiness of manner: "and I have
no doubt you are Mr. Martin."
"At your service, sir," returned the other.
"Well, Mr". Martin," continued Clement, "I
began to imagine you intended to keep me
waiting. That would not have been the best
manner in which to have insinuated yourself
into my good graces."
The old man, instead of replying, let his
head fall upon his breast as if in deep affliction,
and condncting the new-comer towards an old
fashioned carriage, to which a fough looking
horse was harnessed.
'Here is your carriage, sir," said Martin.
"If you will be good enough to get in I will
have the honor of conducting you to the Her
mitage." 'That my carriage !" cried Clement. "Why
I shall be taken for a traveling pedlar.
Notwithstanding, as there seemed no means
of avoiding it : be took his seat beside the old
man, but not without expressions of disdain.
In another moment the man had seized the
reins, and the horse started on a clumsy trot.
. But a few days before, Mr. Clement B., who
now puts on so many grand airs, was a simple
clerk in a crockery store in Paris, and posses
Bed the reputation of being a quiet, unpretend
ing little fellow. What, then had brought a
bout this sudden and radical transformation 1
He had become, since the previous day, a rich
man ; and it may he well understood that the
possessor of an income of 20,000 francs a year
finds it difficult to retain the modest demean
or of a poor clerk. On the previous day, while
dusting the crockery under his cl.arge, a letter
had arrived for him by the post, containing
the startling intelligence that one of his uncles,
whom bo bad often beard of as an eccentric
and very wealthy old man, but whom he had
never seen, bad just died at l is chateau in Bur
gundy, leaving his nephew. Clement, sole leg
atee ol his estates, to the exclusion of many
other heirs. The letter was from a notary of
the province, who desired him to leave Paris
immediately for Joigny, the town near which
Lis uncle had resided, where be would be met
by Martin, an old confidential servant of the
defunct, and coaducted from the railroad to
the "Hermitage," the name which the de
ceased had given to his chateau and his estate,
which constituted the main. Almost driven
ont of his senses by such an unexpected stroke
cf fortune, he hastened to obey the notary's
dircctions,and upon his arrival at Joigny Joined
eld Martin, as we have seen. On jolted the
queer vehicle, in which our hero had so con
temptuously taken a place, until after a ride of
BeTeral miles the occupants arrlvea at their
destination. Martin offered the honors of the
Hermitage to the new proprietor, called all
the sorvants, and introduced them to their fu
ture maEter, and then conducted the latter to
his apartments.
"This was the sleeping apartment of your
uncle," said Martin as tbey entered a vast a
partuient, furnished in old fashioned style.
It was the room he died in ten days ago.
But the nephew, instead of evincing any e-
xcotion upon being shown the chamber of his
benefactor, threw upon all around a look of
scorn, and cried, Upon my word, I can't say I
think much ot the old boy's taste ! I never saw
anything so frightfully ugly in all my life."
"Notwithstanding, ZT repiie4 Martin,
'It's the best there is here 5 and if you cannot
content yourself I really do not know where
you will find other lodgings."
"I live here ! You don't imagine I'm such
a donkey, I hope. For us young fellows, d'ye
see,Paris is the only place ; so I shall sell this
old rookery at once, and be off.
"Sell the hermitage, your uncle's favorite
place ot residence ! Impossible. And we
servants, who hoped to end our days under
this roof what will become of us ?"
"Mr. Martin," retorted the yonng man, "lot
me hare none of your complaints, I beg. Get
me some dinner, and afterwards you will drire
me to my notary's."
After haring eaten a hearty meal, notwith
standing he found the meats insipid and the
wines sour, the legatee still accompanied by
Martin, re-entered the old carriage, and the
two again started off.
"If I am not mistaken," observed Mr. Clem
ent, after an hour's ride, "we passed this spot
this morning, and that," pointing to a buil
ding, "is the railroad depot. Do we take the
cars?"
"You, alone, will do bo," responded his
companion, speaking very grarely, and in a
manner which caused the young man to trem
ble in spite of himself. "I, sir, am your
uncle, and, happily, I am not dead. Haring
heard good accounts of your conduct, I resol
ved to make you heir of all that I possess,
but, before doing so, I wished to know whether
you were really deserving of my generosity,
and I had recourse to stratagem, which has
thoroughly exposed your true character to me.
Good bye Mr. Clement. Return to your shop,
and remember that your nirogance and ingrat
itude have lost you that which will never again
be placed within your reach."
The old man then gave his foolish nephew
a few hundred francs to indemnify him for the
expenses of his trip, he took leave of him at
the door of the depot, and returned home.
The feelings of the youth may readily be im
agined, but, as the yellow-covered novels say,
they cannot be described." I think this true
story is an apt illustration of the maxim :
"Never hallo until you are out of the wood3."
H0EE0ES OF THE MUTINY IN INDIA.
The Columbo passengers say that the imag
ination can scarcely conceive the fiendish bar
barities perpetrated by the Sepoys. When
the Bengal mutineers entered the city of Delhi
there were English merchants, mercantile, tel
egraph and post office clerks, officers of the
native regiments and government functiona
ries, with their English wives and children,
living there as unconscious of danger as if they
had been in an English town. As soon as the
mutineers entered Delhi a great many English
men and Englishwomen and children escaped,
but numbers could not do so, and those who
did not escape were subjected to outrages
worse than death. The daughter of an
English clergrman was driren through the
street of Delhi naked, then subjected to un
speakable outrages by an infuriated .soldiery,
and afterwards cut to pieces with swords. An
English lady in the same city was suspended by
the feet naked and hacked to pieces. The
European officers and soldiers are exasperated
to madness by these atrocities, and most ter
rible punishments will be inflicted by the
European soldiers on the mutinous Sepoys
when Delhi is taken. These Sepoys have
acted more like fiends than human creatures.
It is with the greatest difficulty that the En
glish soldiers can be prevented from laying
violent hands on every native they meet. A
Highland regiment landed at Calcutta, and
one of the soldiers was seen to rush straight
to a native and fell him to the earth with his
fist in an instant. Who ever lires to tell the
tale of Delhi, and of the scenes witnessed in
the city duiing the seige, will be able to relate
undreamt of horror.
Fiaixo off the mctixeees ! The following
extract from a letter of a British officer in
India, showing how the mutineers were treat
ed at Peshawur, makes us fear that barbarities
are not wholly confined to the Sepoy side".
"A force of Europeans with guns was sent
round the fort, one of which Meerdan, was
held by the 55th native iufantry in open muti
ny ; they tried to escape when onr force ap
peared, and some got off to Swat, the others
were made prisoners ; 150 were killed on the
spot, nine tried by drum-head court-martial
and instantly shot, including a native officer
of a regiment not in mutiny, who would not
act as he was ordered. Others were driren
into the hills and killed by the hitmen, a
price of ten rupees being set on their heads.
The colonel of this regiment blew out his
brains in disgust at the mutiny. The villains
kept their officers in confinement, and told
them if they tried to escape they would roast
them alive. They did, however, manage to
escape. The force went and disarmed all
the other regiments in the forts and quieted the
district.
Some of the 200 prisoners of the 55th have
been tried,aK tee blew forty of them away from
mr gum in the presence of the whole force
three days ago a fearful but necessary exam
ple, which has struck terror into their souls.
Three sides of a square were formed, ten
guns poining outwards, the sentenco of the
court was read, a prisoner bound to each gun,
tho signal given, and the salvo fired. Such a
scene I hofo never again to witness-unman
trunks, heads, legs, arms, &c, flying about in
all directions. All met their fate with firm
ness but two, who would not be tied np 5 so
to sare time they were dropped to the ground
and their brains blown out by musketry.
Trials are going on, and the mutineers will
nerer forget the lesson taught at Teshawur.
It is not my business to contrast or compare
with scenes elsewhere, I trust and beliere we
have douc what duty demands."
THE COMING STRUGGLE.
We commend to our readers the following
extracts from an article from the pen of an
able divine and close observer of men and
things in one of our western cities. The ar
ticle appeared some time ago in the Preacher
and Presbyterian; but the lapse of a few
months has by no means destroyed their im
portance to the Christian community. The
erils referred to stand out distinctly to view,
and the call for the co-operation of Christians
to counteract them is as loud and imperative
as ever. Ch. Union.
'Wherever the church militant exists, she
encounters opposition. Home silences the Bi
ble reader in a dungeon. Austria confines the
exposer of monkish abominations in a mad
house. Franco closes the churches, aud fines
and imprisons those congregations of Protes
tants who may happen to offend the Popish
Bishop. Spain prohibits the preaching of the
Gospel and the printing of the Bible, or any
thing derogatory to the Catholic church.
Denmark prohibits prayer-meetings. Prussia
allows no dissent from her Puscyitc or Ration
alistic establishments. Russia forbids Bible
circulation, or proselytism, in all her wide
realms. The light toleration in two South
American Republics illustrates the darkness of
all the remainder of that vast continent. As
a matter of course, the priests of Paganism
and the followers of Mahomet employ all the
power they possess to' crush the effects of that
Gospel which endangers the craft whereby
they have their wealth.
"There is but one country on the globe be
sides our own which pretends to grant liberty
of conscience ; but even there what a power
ful opposition has been organized against the
Gospel of Christ ! As the time of the slay
ing of the witnesses draws nigh, events ripen
jor that catastrophe. In n European coun
try can the witnesses be found in any consid
erable number save England. England has
ever been reckoned one of the ten kingdoms
of the mystic Babylon ; and if the inquiry be
made, which of the kingdoms of modern Eu
rope may be the great thoroughfare of the na
tions, the centre of travel, the mart of com
merce, the plateau, the broad street of the city,
where their bodies are to lie unburied? but
one response can be given England. Look at
the preparation for this sad erent which is
transacting there before our eyes. A college
is supported by Britishtaxation for educating
fanatic emissaries of Popery to teach sedition
at home and carry priestly gorcrnment abroad.
The Gorernment appoints these Maynooth
priests to be chaplains to the army, chaplains
to the poor-houses and prisons, dismisses offi
cers who will not attend their masses, and
would fain pass a bill to endow all the Popish
clergy. It is well known that the prince con
sort was raised a Papist, and through policy
assumed Protestantishi ; and it is very credi
ble that his children, the heirs of the throne,
may follow their father's example. It is in
credible that without some high-protecting in
fluence, Jesuits should have been allowed so
long to occupy the chairs of Oxford that so
many of the Bishops of the Establishment
should foster Puscyism that altars, candles,
crucifixes, and confession, should hare been
introduced into so many churches that it
should bo found impossible to eject an adro
cate of transubstantiation from a church as
yet called Protestant that such numbers of
English aristocracy should have succumbed to
the charms of Puscyism, or with more honest
servility bowed to tho supremacy of Rome.
The Pope sends a Cardinal over to England.
The Secretary of State sends a priest in the
confidence of the Government toRorvie. Eng
land allies herself with Catholic France and
Italy, and sends a Catholic ambassador to
Upain. Priest3 wax confident, and begin to
talk of their ancient rights to point to the
hundreds of thousands of ignorant, fanatic,
famished Irish, who crowd the back-streets of
all the cities of the land, ready at the word of
command to pour out their hereditary hatred
on the Sassenach. Popish Bishops writo let
ters to English peers, warning them to cease
distributing Bibles and opposing the church,
and requesting them to remember that London
is not more impregnable than Sebastopol, and
that the bayonets which gleamed on "the Mala
koff were Catholic. The eloquent historian of
England shows that religious revolutions are
no new thing there. In 1600 England was a
Puritan commonwealth. In 1G65 a persecu
ting Stuart filled the throne. It were not dif
ficult to divine the measures which a Popish
prince, a Popish ministry, a Puseyite clergy
and aristocracy, and an Irish army, an Aus
trian and French alliance, would find needful
for the suppression of evangelism. Indeed,
Cardinal Wiseman and his journalists save us
all dubiety on tho subject. They expressly
tell us that as soon as possible they will use
the same means for the protection of religion
in England which have been found so benefi
cial in Spain and Austria. Significant Intima
tions are held out to us, too, that Mexico and
Canada are Catholic that Ireland, now almost
on our eastern shore 1j Catholic that soon
fifty millions ol Catholics will fill the valley of
the Mississippi ; and then
"The number and variety of the forces ar
rayed against the chr.rch in our own land is
amazing. Tho theatre, the tavern, and the
ball-room, their hereditary fortifications, we
are not at all surprised to find in their posses
sion ; but it seems like turning our own for
ces against us, when the college and tho pul
pit become the engines of Infidelity. It is
reserved for the nineteenth century to behold
men, calling themselves Christians, teaching
Pantheism, or casing themselves in armor of
Biblical criticism, and defying the armies of
the living God to prove that he is able or wil
ling to punish his foes. On the very verge of
the desert we behold, on our own soil, the
scum and dregs of all nations deliberately
choosing an American Mohammed as their
Prophet, coolly throwing aside the bonds of
civilization, and demanding the aid of the
Federal Constitution for the consolidation of
their abominations. More shameless and more
dangerous, because in the very heart of our
communities, the norel and the newspaper
wage war against marriage, the Sabbath, and
the Bible, and multitudes cf the young fall
victims to lying spirits, (whether of the dead
or living,) who teach thai there is no resurrec
tion, no judgment, no hell; that religion is a
fable, worship a farce, and the spirit of man
the highest intelligence in the universe. It
would be hard to name a family in which some
Hnmate has not been more or less influenced
by this spirit of the age.
"On our eastern shores the tide of emigra
tion lands a thousand Popieh militia every day,
trained up to cherish the most determined ha
tred to the word of God and to the church of
Christ, and instructed by the Romish agents
ere they have landed from their ships to be
ware of the Bible and the heretics. Into our
very families do these agents of a foreign
prince carry their opposition to the Gospel,
prohibiting their slaves from listening to the
reading of the Scriptures, or from uniting
with their employers in the worship of God.
The chosen victims of poverty and filth, vice
and crime, in the cellars and garrets of our
cities, they will have them remain so rather
than allow them to attend school, where their
minds may be enlightened, or emigrate to the
fertile fields, where the rewards of industry
would elevate them above the condition of
slaves.
"Let ns remember, too, that all these adver
saries of the church are regularly organized,
and enrolled, and paraded in rank and file.
There is no longer a loose, floating, neutral
party. Every person belongs somewhere, as
the saying is. He claims to belong to some
church or order, or club, of one kind or other.
The Romish missionary boards tho emigrant
ship, takes his passage on the river steamboat,
or travels in the second-class cars with the
newly arrived emigrants, and leaves them not
till he has handed them over to the care of
some brother Jesuit, and placed them within
the pale of the holy church. Even those who
havo no belief in any God find some advan
tage in the society of their fellow-men and as
sociate to keep each other in countenance.
"Let us not deceive ourselves with the de
lusion, that material so heterogeneous can ne
ver unite in any common enterprise. They
can co-operate. The very explosion of dis
cordant substances may overturn the battle
ment which has resisted the sap and battery.
Let the experience of England warn us in
time. Last year (1855) beheld a strange com
bination there, powerful enough to intimidate
tho Government, control the Parliament, and
almost revolutionize the religion of the land.
High Church, and Broad Church, and no
church, Romish cardinal and Chartist lecturer,
Whig, Tory, Radical and Repealer, the peer
of Parliament and the publican of Famllco,
engaged in a common league to dethrone the
Sabbath and worship, and substitute Sunday
and revelry. Were it wise, think you, to wait
till sad experience teaches us how effectually
the Western Mormon and the Eastern TJniver
salist, the priest, tho German Infidel and the
American Spiritualist, can unite with the vast
and yearly increasing mass af heathenism in
all our cities, to trample under foot that Gos
pel which they all cordially hate, and a divi
ded church whose weakness they hare learned
to despise ? With a population increasing by
thousands, and a church increasing by hun
dreds, it becomes a mere matter ot arithmetic
to calculate in how few years, at our present
rate of progress, tho churches of Christ shall
hare dwindled intorclatirc insignificance, and
the orerwhclming mass of ungodliness shall
undertake to decide their destiny at the ballot
box. American Cnrfotiar-s ! tho forces of Wes
tern licentiousness, Eastern infidelity, and
Northern Popery, the heathenism of your par
tics, and the rowdyism of your streets, are
steadily and rapidly concentrating their niorc
ments upon you. Already they havo made
lodgments in your churches and inroads in
your families, and but wait their opportunity
for tho last onset.
"Under such circumstances it does almost
seem unnecessary to enquire what course of
conduct the Church should pursue. Few and
weak in tho aggregate, ought they still further
to weaken their forces by distraction, and di
vision of councils, in the presence of such
numerous and powerful combinations of their
foes 1 With the consciousness that every day
augments the number of their opponents, and
every week opens some new engine of warfare
against the truth, and every year unfolds some
new and bolder assault, should the people of
God be content with the old, quiet plan of de
fensive operations, and, folding their arms,
await the combined onset ? Were tho Bible
silent on the subject, common sense would re
ply, that harmony of feeling, concert of plan,
and energy of action, were indispensable in
this crisis."
M'KIM'S SPEECH.
We have been so frequently asked for the
speech of McKim, who was executed at Holli
daysburg, on the 21st Aug., that we have con
cluded to give the greater portion of it a place
in our columns.
Friends and Fellow Citizens : I have step
ped on the scaffold as a murderer, but I am an
inneccnt man. I have been wronged out of
my life by my fellow men who swore my life
away. As a dying man whose soul will be in
eternity in a few minutes, they swore falsely.
First of all was Atticks. As a dying man I
would rather be hung on this scaffold, than that
my country's laws should be trampled upon.
He (Atticks) came to Blair county and swore
falsely. He told everything hut the truth. I
never went to Attick's with Norcross. I never
was there when money was paid to Norcross.
Atticks is a murderer. He has sworn my life
away and injured my loving wife, my loring
son, my aged mother, my 4 sisters and my
brother. Yet he looked in my face and sneered
while lying. He told everything else but the
truth. Little did he think, when he testified
he would hare to stand before the Judge, God
Almighty. If he don't repent before he dies
he'll be d-d eternally for the injury he inflicted
on me and my family. But I forgire him. Mr
Eaton of Dunleith is another. He told a long
story. He said that a few days before starting
I shaved Norcross with the razor with which
I cut his throat. It is untrue. I never shaved
him. It was not my razor. I never put a
razor on my own face nor on any one else's
since I left home. lie told what was not true
My razor is a black handled one and is at Long
Fond.
Dr. Rumbold was another. He said before
Norcross left that he was a dying man, a man
present here knows it. Yet he came here and
said he was getting well and that there was
nothing the matter with him. At starting Nor
cross rode up in a wagon with trunks while
Eaton swore he walked up with him. It was
a lie.
Jas. Warfel was another. I never saw War
fel, and never rode on a sled with any one till
I got on the other side of Williamsport. As
a dying man I hope I may never see Heaven
if I rode on a sled with him er any other man
till I was 15 miles on the other side of Wil
liamsport. He was one of those who put this
rope on my neck. He swore to falsehoods in
yon Court nouse. But I forgire him, and may
God hare mercy upon him. But he nerer will
unless he repents.
These are all no men. Tbey haven't the
hearts of men. May'GodAlmighty bless them.
I am an innocent man. I care not what the
woild may say about me, I tell you before God
I am an innocent man, before God I tell you
as an American citizen. I must go either to
HeaTen or II 11 this minute, but I nerer murd
ered Norcross. This is solemn talk and I know
you will not beliere me innocent, but God
knows it. I care not what the world thinks,
God and myself know it. If all the blood of
the innocent men who hare been hung on the
gallows was- collected in one pool, it would
drown all the false men who swear their lires
away. These men came to see the trial of M"
Kim. They came expecting to pay expenses
by getting a little money from Blair county
They were false men and swore link by link my
life away. They were not right men, but God
Almighty bless them. They are my murderers.
They got this noose on my neck. They stand
charged before God with my murder.
A man named Fleck said I took breakfast
with him at his house. This was prored false
to his teeth. I nerer took a meal in his house
in my life. I got a meal at a gentleman's
house, not Fleck's house. He scorned the idea
of coming into court and falsely swearing M'
Kim's life away. If he had come into court
and sworn I took breakfast at his house it
would hare been all right I don't know his
name. He was an Irishman. His house was
near the railroad ; had a porch in front which
was white I think; when you went in, the bar
was in front, the dining room the left hand
and the entry to the right. Is that Flecn's
house? Is Fleck an Irishman? May God save
Fleck, no will not, howerer, unless he repent.
He knows he is one of my murderers. If he
is here I want him to hear it. I would rather
die on the gallows than be in Fleck's place.
In a few minutes I must be launched into e
ternity, either Heaven or II II- I'm going
home to sweet Jesus. I'm no murderer, and
yet I am to die a dishonorable death, whe I
know I'm not the murderer. -J
I've been a United States Drsgoon. I've
fought and bled for my country. I boast not
of that, but I teU ya"of the dishonorable
death that I rout die. Send to Washington
for a record of my conduct. I was promoted
to Drill master. I served under Scott, Harney
and Jenkins. They all know me. Tbey know
I'm a man that would not cut Norcross' throat
or beat bis brains out with a club. I am inno
ccut. I never did it. I am a dying man; and
if I die with a lie on my lips I will go to U-IU
I must die and lie in that coffin. My poor
mother taught me to read the bible and pray.
1 believe tho bible and have always prayed eT
ery night. You know how my poor mother
feels now, at her son dying a dishonorable
death. But I am innocent. My mother would
never have given birth to a son who would
have done wrong without confessing it. I am.
an innocent man. I didn't murder Samuel
Towscnd Norcross. God don't require mo ta
say I did. God's on my side. I disregard
what the people say. You will find out I ana
an innocent man. You will find some other
man who is guilty. .....
I have fought and bied for my country. I
hare fought for the stars and stripes. I havo
taken the flag up to the muzzle ot the cannon
and the point of the bayonet. .... I hare
heard it said that I blamed the honorable
Judge for bis able charge against me. It is
not true. As a dying man I nerer blamed
him. I would ask no man who was sworn to
do his duty to do anything wrong to sare my
life. I hare been nearly three months chain
ed in jail. I don't blame the honorable sher
iff for chaining me. I blame myself a little
for it. You all know the reason why, for cut
ting the hobbles He then spoke of Mr.
McCIure, of Messrs. Junkin and McLean, who
he said had sared his soul, and the citizens
generally, as haring treated him well, and
referred to "a nuiabet of Methodist people,'
that "held prayer meeting within the gloomy
walls," and invoked God's blessing on them.
He denied having ever stolen any horses.
One thing I will submit to, I'll submit to all
wrongs like a christian and an American citi
zen ought to. The D-l got hold of me this
morning and forced me to try to deprive-myself
of life. I did it without thinking. I
thought only of the disgrace to my friends by
this death. But if I had succeeded, it would
have been more of a disgrace than this rope.
I believe in the Bible and I believe I would
have been d-d if I had. I never could hava
been saved when guilty of my own mur
der. My friends (pointing at M'Clure and tha
man who watches him,) hindered me and I
gave up the weapon to them at onco- I
thanked God for it. May God bless you all.
Here the prisoner ceased speaking, and
turned around to his religious advisers, but
impelled by some new idea he suddenly turned
his back upon them, and faced the spectators
and spoke as follows: "I know you don't be
lieve me innocent, but as a dying man before
God I am. In a few minutes my soul will bo
launched into eternity and go homo- to my
Jesus." .... At 28 minutes pa-t 12 o'clock,
his arms were pinioned, the rope adjusted,
and the cap drawn over the wretched man's
face. The Sheriff then asked him if be bad
anything further to say, whereupon he spoke
as follows :
I die an innocent man. I freely forgive
those who swore against n;e. I know yoa
don't believe me, but yon must tbi"k there is
some reality in it in my protesting my inno-.
cencc whflc standing on the pinnacle of death,
the pinnacle death. I believe the Bible,
and I believe if I should die with a lie on my
lips I should go to nll. I believe the BibI.
God bless my wife and child ; my dear old
mother and sisters and my brother and I hope
to meet them all in Heaven.
He bad hardly ceased speaking before the
drop fell. It was about 27 minutes before I
o'clock. He fell about 4 feet. He seemed to
die easy. .,
Axecdotb of Jitgk Bates. The Jndge re
cently called at a village store, desiring to
make the purchase of a mackerel. Several
friends were in, who knew that the Judge had
become a good temperance man, and were
willing to run him a little. The keeper joined
in tiie sport, aud begged the Jndge to take a
little something.
"What will you hare, Judge ? Take any
thing you like."
The Judge looked around, as if in soma
doubt what to choose, and replied t
believe I will take a marktrel
Helping himself, he gravely walked out of
the store, aud was not invited to take anything,
there again.
Wrr BtT roa its iMrrnEXCE.. A little wrerch
who had for the first time in his life heard tha
scripture story of Elijah and the bears, sat
down on the doorstep until an old man went
by, when he called ont, of course, 'Go.s"
thou bald bead!" Then dodging aj"-vklJ
as he could within the door, he jaid. raf; .
"Now bring on your bears J'1'
rRECociors Lir" Sis. "Oh Bobby, I'm
a-gom' to ba.? hooped dress, an oyster-shell
bonnet, iair of ecr-drops, and a baby!"
jjuila Bub. "The thunder yon- is ! Well,
I'm going to have a pair of tight pants, a
Shanghi coat, a shared head, crooked cane,
and a pistol J"
.... . -
KT'Lcigh nnnt was asked by a lady, at des-
jsert, if he wonld not venture on an orange.
"Madam," be replied, "I should be happy. fc
do so j but I'm afraid I should tumble off.' "