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CLEARFIELD, PA:, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 2, 1857.
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THE STABS AND THE FLOWERS.
When Eve had led her lord away,
And Cain had killed his brother,
The stars and flowers, the poets eay,
Agreed with one another,
: To cheat the cunning tempters art,
And teach the race its duty,
By keeping on its wicked heart
Their eyes of light and beauty.
A mill ion sleepless lida, they say, .
Will be at least a warning ;
And so the flowers would watch by day,
The' stars front eve to morning.
On hill and prairie, field and lawn,
Their dewy eyes npturning.
The flowers still watch from red'ning dawn
Till western skies are burning.
.Alas! each hour of daylight tells
A tale of shame so crushing.
That some turn white as sea-bleached shells,
And some are always blushing.
But when the patient stars look down
' On all their light discovers
The traitor's smile, the murderer's frown,
The lips of lying lovers
They try to shut their saddening eyes,
And in the vain endeavor,
We see them twinkling in the skies,
And so they wink forever.
A LEAP IS THE DAttK.
One of the gentlemen who visited Monnt
Sinai, in company with Bishop Clayton, hap
pened, on his return to England, to pass thro'
Sicily. Though by no means a person of ro
mantic character, he had a fancy for wandering
about mountains, for getting belated in forests,
and supping, by the light of wood-fires, under
a rock. It was perfectly natural, therefore,
that he should wish to visit Mount -Etna, look
at the great chestnut trees, and examine that
marvellous belt oi vegetation, so admirably
described by the commandant Dolilnian, which
encircles the cone of the volcano, and marks
the point at which in general the streams of
lava are arrested in their downward progress.
Our traveller's unromantic name was Fen
nel, and he had along with him two friends,
considerable younger than himself, one a cler
gyman and the other a barrister. Two ser
vants, net much accustomed to sojourn in
tstrange countries, rough Yorkshirenicn, speak
ing their native dialect in perfection, and de
spising everything not English, waited upon
the triad of travellers ; and when they left Ca
tania, two guides were hired to conduct the
party through the labyrinth of woods, gorges,
glens, ravines and precipices, which intercepts
the ascent to the crater, and renders it at all
times an enterprise of considerable danger.
For nearly a week before they set out, the
mountain had exhibited some symptoms of in
ternal uneasiness. Earthquakes passed like
gentle tremors beDeath the city not rocking
or heaving up tho earth not cracking the
walls, or dismantling the houses but just giv
ing a tremulous motion to the pavement un
der your feet, and at night causing the pillow
under your head to seem for an instant about
to float away. To the Catanians, this was
nothing ; they had been used to it from the
cradle. Their houses all stood upon lava, were
built with lava; the detritus of lava formed
the very soil in their gardens, and the fruits
tbey ate had a rich lava relish. In some sense,
they were half lava themselves cold without,
tiery within, feeling much, reflecting little, al
ways on tho brink of an impassioned eruption,
but kept from running over, except at widely
distant periods, by the paucity of materials in
their constitution.
Mr. Fennel, as a true Englishman, loved to
tee sights, and therefore longed for an erup
tion ; but, the Catanians assured him he would
have to wait at least amonth, in order to enjoy
that peculiar spectacle. lie determined to
wait two months if necessary ; but in the mean
time, thought it would be pleasant and inter
esting to run up and get a peep at the crater.
Tho wind blew strongly from trie west, and
spun out the dusky smoke into long ribbons in
the air. Once or twice in the night he thought
he could detect red f parks among the fuligin
ous vapor, which now and then increased large
- y in volume, and issued from the breast of the
mountain with something like a deep grunt.
The young clergyman observed jocularly that
Enceladus was snorting or snoring in his sleep,
but the barrister, familiar with the slang of
men about town, maintained that there was a
row among the Tif ans, and that Typh.xus hav
ing got Mr. Enceladus's head into Chancery,
wag pommelling him about the nob, and mak
ing him seek to deliver himself with fierce
puffing and contortions. Mr. Fennel laughed
at their absurdity, which he did not even pre
tend to mistake for wit, and determined to set
out early in tho eveniDg to see with his own
eyes, as he expressed it, what it was all about.
At the hour appointed, the mules were ready,
and of! they went. To describe what they saw,
.what they felt, and what they said, would fill
a volume of no small dimensions. Sicily is
big, every inch of it, with wonder ; and no
writer, so far as I know, has succeeded in con
eying to an untravelled reader any idea of its
awe-inspiring scenery. You know very well
that every step you tike conducts you over
unfathomable gulfs of fire, from which you
are separated only by a thin crust, which may
at any moment crack and fall in. Tou know
V that interminable beds of sulphur extend from
il the great volcanic peak in unnumbered leagues
f out beneath the sea, and that for thousands of
years they have supplied lutl to that prodig
ious fireplace, whose chimney rises ten thou
sand leet towards the empyrean. You feci
mingled with the air yon breathe, the warmth
ol that mighty conflagration, which, forcing
its way throughout the earth and the rocks,
communicates a luxuriance to every kind of
vegetation, unknown in other parts of the world .
But in spite of this knowledge, you are led by
the example of the inhabitants, to put confi
dence iu appearances, and to imagine that
those more stupendous Fhlegrcan fields will
continue safely for your time to hang floating
over subterranean fires, displaying their beauty
and sublimity, and concealing altogether lrom
the eye the fearful apparatus by which their
splendors are produced.
As everybody knows, the ascent of Mount
,Etna is not to be accomplished in an hour or
two. If you w ish to reach it by daybreak,
that you may witness sunrise from its summit,
you must set out early the evening before. If
your mules are vigorous, you may, perhaps,
find time for a short nap, a little after mid
night, and re-commence the ascent about three
o'clock. In the case of Mr. Fennel and his
companions, the mules performed their part
with great perseverance and fidelity. If you
have travelled by night in a mountainous and
woody country, you must know what an exci
ting thing it is; what gulfs of shadow you
gazs at from time to time, straining your eyes
in vaiu jto penetrate into their depths ; what
towering precipices nod and frown over you ;
what sounds, wild and startling, and proceed
ing from you know not what cause, come at in
tervals through the woods ; and how your heart
beats with something very much like foar, but
yet not unmingled with pleasure, as you spring
over chasms, after the example of your guide,
affd climb zigzag along the face of clills which
seem inclined to carry you up higher than
Babel's projected tower into the sky.
It was already one o'clock, when the guides,
who are perfectly despotic during such under
takings, pronounced it time to halt and take a
little refreshment ; after which, if so inclined,
the whole party, they said, might sleep for two
hours without running the least risk of not
reaching the edge of the crater by sunrise.
They did halt, and while the servants, were
kindling a fire with dried wood, which lay a
bout in plenty, Mr. Fennel amused himself
with looking down the vast sweeps of the
mountain towards the sea. In that part of the
world, nobody appears to sit np late, and at
the time to which I now refer, the Sicilian ci
ties bad no lamps. You consequently beheld
nothing on shore, save dusky irregularities de
scending and undulating to the extreme verge
of the shore. But the. sea, when it bares its
breast to the stars, has always a faint glimmer
diffused over it. ' On the present occasion,
there were patches of phosphorescence which,
like small luminous isles, flashed and floated
between you and the Tarentino promontory.
Science may dissipate as it pleases the mys
tery ol these phenomena, but nothing can still
that disquietude of the heart with which you
contemplate the waves on fire, looking like so
many glow worms several leagues in dimen
sions floating leisurely away before the wind.
From enjoying this curious prospect, Mr. Fen
nel was called away by the announcement that
supper was ready, lie then joined Lis com
panions, ate, drank, and, wrapped in his cloak,
went to sleep, like a red Indian, with his feet
towards the fire.
We men are very clever in our way, but na
ture is often too many for us. According to
their day and generation, those travellers were
highly scientific, knew all about volcanoes,
could dissertate learnedly on gases, and de
cide beforehand to an inch how far a heavy
body, by whatever cause put in motion, could
travel in two hours. With regard to the
guides, it was altogether impossible that they
could ever be taken napping ; they understood
all the tricks of iEtna as well as he did him
self, and could always decide whole days be
forehand wh it he was going to do next. Nev
ertheless he now stole a march upon them.
Awaking with a start, they were surprised at
feeling a warmth much greater than their
wood-fire was calculated to impart ; the sky,
moreover, was filled with a blood-red glare,
which bewildered .it once their senses and their
imagination, and the terrible idea suggested
itself to their minds that the eruption was in
full progress. Indeed, they had but to look
around them to discover undeniable proof of
it. They were standing on a knoll skirted on
the side of the cone with trees, and on the
right and left, a broad stream of fire, glowing
like a furnace, was rushing down into the
plain, overthrowing everything in its passage
trees, rocks, and, where it encountered
thf m, human dwellings. Never did Mr- Fen
nel witness anything so awful as the red glare
cast upon the woods by tho desolating torrent
as it swept on. He turned to the guides, who
stood beside him paralyzed with terror.
"How are we to get out of this situation ?"
inquired he.
"We don't know," they replied, "we have
never before been placed in such circumstan
ces. But we must make some movement, and
that speedily, too, or we shall be burned to
cinders where we stand. Look ! the lava is
coming, and those vast trees are bending and
cracking at its touch like fine grass."
Wcjl," replied the traveller, "lead the way
you must know it better than we that we
may get out in the plain country before the fi
ery streams meet below, and hem mm.'
"You are right," declared the guides, "for
the lava is pursuing the course of iwo ravines
which have their confluence below yonder hill,
and if we fail to precede them, we are lost."
The jokers of the morning were not at all
inclined to joke now. The lava was sending
its intolerable heat before it, warning them
that inevitable death was near unless they es
caped from it by miraculous celerity. Down
the mountain, therefore, they went, leaving
everthing behind them except the iron-shod
staves which ihey carried in their hands. The
landscape, previously so silent, was now filled
on all sides with fearful noises the bellowing
oi terrified herds, the shouts and shrieks of hu
man beings, the sudden bursting up of flames
here and there, as the torrents reached some
combustible matter, the tumbling down of
rocks, and the crash of forests, as the irresisti
ble lava forced its way through them. Every
moment the glowing flood rose higher and
higher, until it overflowed its banks and began
to difluse itself over the rocky plateau along
which the travellers were rushing towards the
distant city. At length they carne suddenly
tipon the edge of a precipice, down which they
looked, but could discern no bottom. On the
right and left was the fire ; in front a eulf of
unknown depth ; behind, the lava rolling to
wards them with terrific rapidity, scorching, in
its advance, trees, grass, hay, the very earth,
which it absorbed and liquified by its Inde
scribable heat.
"Are you ignorant of this cleft V inquired
Mr. Fennel ; "or may wo hope to save our lives
by throwing ourselves over V
"It lies entirely out of our usual trackt" re
plied the man, "and we have never seen it be
fore."
I do not pretend to describe Mr. Fennel's
feelings at that moment, because he has left
behind him no record of them. It is well
known that extreme danger often renders men
silent ; they do not communicate their fears ;
their mental powers appear for the moment to
be annihilated they only feel. But what feel
ings are theirs ! All Sicily now appeared to
be on Are. The earth was reddened on every
side ; the sky overhead glowed like a furnace
mouth, and clouds denS'J, charged with igno-
ous particles, and emitting an intollerable
stench were precipitated upon them by the
west wind. To be scorched to death, or suffo
cated, appeared now inevitable, unless they
threw themselves over the precipice, and so de
livered themselves from such a fate by suicide.
While they were meditating on this idea; the
earth under them began to rock violently. It
shook ; there was a wild crash ; the rocks par
ted and yawned, and they beheld a red stieak
making its way eastward through the bottom
of the crevico. They fled not knowing whith
er, towards the cliff; but their grogress was
soon arrested by the heat thrown out by the
lava. All thoughts, all eyes, were nrw direc
ted towards tho precipice ; should they dash
over, and, by one leap in the dark, cither do
liver themselves from the most fearful of
deaths, or put an end to their agonies at once ?
With sensations that bafHe all description,they
approached the edge of the rock, and looked
over it. Could they discern anything below ?
X o ; all was thick darkness, suggesting un
fathomed depth. They would remain, there
fore, where they were, in the hope that the la
va' might rise no higher, and that when the
light of day should make its appearance, they
might see some avenue of deliverance. But
this hope the guides dissipated. They knew
too well that the lava-streams' now scperated
would meet and mix before morning, and leave
not one inch of the ground they now stood on
unflooded by fire. Yet all hesitated to plunge
down, they knew not whither, in the dark.
While they lived, while they breathed, some
thing like a miracle might occur to preserve
them. They would therefore hope, and defer
taking the fatal plunge till there should be
nothing else left them. It soon came to this ;
the fiery circle became contracted, the heat
and the sense of suffocation intolerable, and at
length the young clergyman, with a mixture of
horror and resignation in his countcnance,vol
unteercd to make the first plunge. In spite
of the volcanic glow, his face assumed the hue
of death as he approached the rock. lie did
not dash forward he did not throw himself
headlong he turned round, and clinging to
the rock with his hands, remained suspended
for a momant and then
What was that noise ? that of a body dash
ing against the rocks down, down fearfully
into some unfathomal le gulf. The survivors
shouted in agony, and besought him to reply
if he still lived. But no answer. Mr, Fennel
then said it was his turn, and in the same way
committed himself into the depths of air.
There was another pause of suspense and ago
ny. Again the survivors listened ; again no
answer came. Soon followed the barrister ;
and after that, pell-mell, rushed down servants
and guides and there was silence. They had
all taken the leap in tho dark, and were they
on the shores of Acheron 1 The precipice, if
I may borrow an Uibernianism for the occa
sion, was no precipice at all, but a very shal
low rock,with soft grass growing up to its base.
Why, then, did they who leaped not answer ?
They thought they were going to inevitable
death, and that thought for a moment paralyz
ed them, so that they did not recover the use
of speech for several minutes. Those minutes
appeared an age to those who had waited a re
ply. But long as the time seemed, there e-
lapsed, probably, only a few seconds between
the plunge of the clergyman and t he simulta-
neous spring oi tne servacts ana guiaes
What
ronsed them at last was the lava glow ; flash
ing upon them from above. They arose with
a feeling of indiscribable gratitude, mingled
with fear, and hastened eastward over the
plain. They were not yet beyond the reach of
tho Etnean surges, and therefore pushed along
with eager speed till they reached the point
where tho lava-streams .must soon have made
their confluence. They dashed through the
gap they ascended the rocks on the side of
Catania, and soon they stood on the high ter
race before the city walls, from whence they
beheld .Etna vomiting forth in smoke and
thunder those red torrents, which at wide in
tervals, desolate and fertalize the plain of Si
cily, suggesting ideas of immeasurable anti
quity, since all that part of th island has been
gradually created by the mountain. With so
ber feelings, and curiosity thoroughly quench
ed, Mr. Fennel set sail, on the following day,
for England, where he often spoke of his leap
in tho dark. Chamber's Journal,
A RACY STUMP SPEECH.
Ic Texas, some years ago, a long, loan, bony,
ono-oyed, bald-headed, lantern-jawed individ
ual, appeared before the public as an indepen
dent caudidate for State Senator, lie was ac
companied by his better half. On arriving at
Austin, he mounted a stand that had been e
rected under a shade tree for the purpose of
dealing out whiskey, and announced himself
in the following manner :
"Feller subjicks and gintilmen, I hain't cum
deown ycre to fight ; tho' when I'm tn hum I
kin take deown anything aithly." I kin skin
the best and smartest human coon that ever
cracked eye over a rifle. I kin ! But, I'm
deown yere on a leckshnneerin' speckulashun.
I'm a gom' to run fur the State Congress by
the great creation, I am.
"Feller subjicks,my maiden name is Simeon
forshortSim SimTallnian; and as I haveen
tcredthe perlitical field for State Congress, I
feel it a duty tu give you an idee of my per-
sishun on the great perlitical questions that
am rumblin' through the mountings.
'Feller subjicks, I have addrest the hull
popylashun of this yere deestrict clean deown
to yere, and now I stand yere the exponent of
universal freedom ! the candydate of ever
lastin' liberty. The genius of our commin
knntry calls aloud from the tops of tho Alle-
ganys to the answering echoes of the gray
beard Pacific, to put deown tyranny and com
pression. And I'm jist a goin' tew dew it, tew.
(That's it Sim, giv it tu them I said Poll.) I
have heerd from my mounting hum the cry of
distressed Christians spcakin' in thunderin'
whispers to the independant voters cf the
world, and askin' them in plaintiff words to
riskuc her from the grip of power. Men and
wimmin of Amcriky, I ask you cf these things
are to go forrard unchecked ?"
"Xo ! no!" cried Poll, much excited.
"Of course not ! feller men ! the blood of
the old foxes martyrs lurbids it ; the old man
tottering on the brink, raises his palsied hands
agin it ; the infant rockin' hisself to slumber
in the patental cradle of centuries is averse to
it; the spirit of our four fathers won't stan'
it"; and won't stan' it, neither."
"That's right, put in tho hifalutin' licks,"
said Poll.
"Yes, feller men ! from wall to wall of this
grate land, the screech of the great American
bird is heard as he flaps his wings, and calls us
to deeds of glory, as we hang our diguity on
the north pole, and sweep to the south with
overwhclmin' power."
-"Now say suthin' about Gincral Jackson an'
script ur," suggested his prompter.
'Yes, feller subjicks! the eggsainple of the
great hero, Gincral Jackson, tells us how tew
act. He waded, at the fight in Lexin'ton, up to
his knees in mud. Shell we not dew so, tew ?
In the grate battil of Niagary he split his boots
with glory. Let's do likewise ! Who would
no! luv his kuntry 1 The voice of nashuns
calls our sculs to arms. We answer the in
vite. Uccolmember what scriptur says : It's
easyer fur a needle to go thru' the eye uv a
kamel, than fur a man to hate bis natif land.
"In konklushun, feller subjicks, I say; by
the Everlastin' Jcwrewsalum and the great
boot on the foot of tho mounting, I'm prober
bly the most courageous Ae-ro in all this yere
deestrict, and ef all of yeou don't want to be
scratched oil the lists of livin' men yeou can
jest go to the polls and wote fur me ; and if I'm
beat, why, I'll be teetotally ram-squat tied an'
chopped up to make soup for Injin babies, ef
I'don't jest pull up stakes and adjourn to more
profertable pasturs. Wal, neow, that's sensi
ble, ain't it. Let's Iickcr."
It is hardly necessary to say, that Sim was
elected to the "State Congress" by an over
whelming majority.
The Mobile Mercury says a lady in that vi
cinity, a few days since, missing her teeth un
der circumstances which led her to believe that
one of her turkeys had appropriated them, in
stituted an examination after the style of jus
tice once much in vogue, of executing a crim
inal first and trying him afterwards. Seven of
the fowls were decapitated and acquitted, but
the eighth was found guilty, and tho lost teeth
extracted from it craw.
It is reckoned that there iaone liquor shop
for every eighteen families in New York city,
and for some neighborhoods- in the city one
grog shop for every ten families J
AMERICAN COTTON.
There is no material which affects'so niany
manufacturing interests as that which forms
the subject of this article. It has now arisen
to be the most important of all fibrous sub
stances employed in the arts ; and it is not a
little surpfsing that it has attained to this po
sition within a very recent period. ' Our coun
try is the cbi;f source of its supply, furnish
ing as it does about eighty per cent of the
whole product. Millions of anxious mindsare,
therefore-, continually directed to the source
of its cultivation, because an abundant or de
ficient crop, by raising or lowering its price,
either gives them plentiful labor and the
means of comfortable subsistence, or stops the
wheels of industry, and makes them go idle
in the streets, suppliants for work or bread.
In 1C11, cotton was first spun in Englaud,
on the common hand wheel, but was only em
ployed mixed with wool in cloth; aud small,
indeed, was the quantity used, even for this
purpose. From 1700 to 1760, the only persons
who used it were weavers, who wove it into
cloth during the day, their wives and children
having spun it in the evenings and leisure
hours. It was then a dear material although
much cheaper than fine flax owing to 4lie dif
ficulty of separating the cotton from its seed,
this having been done either by hand picking
or by passing it between rotating rollers. Not
withstanding this, however, its use increased,
and the demand for it soon exceeded the sup
ply. The invention of the cotton gin gave a
wonderful impetus to its culture ; and the in
ventions of the spinning jenny, "mule spirmer,
and power looms, whereby, from the field to
woven fabric, it could be operated by machin
ery, at last raised it to the pinnacle of manu
facturing fibrous materials. In England, in
1737, only 4,7y-j,000 lbs. were consumed ; in
183.3, no less than 1,023,000,000 lbs. were im
ported into that country. Previous to the
present financial difficulties, the demand for it
far exceeded the supply, and would do so now,
were these difficulties removed. Before the
Sepoy mutiny took place, largo meetings of
cotton manufacturers were held in England,
for tho purpose of influencing government to
offer greater encouragement to its cultivation
in the East Indies and other colonics, because
they felt they were entirely dependent on our
Southern States, and were becoming more sj
every year.
For the last thirty years its consumption has
doubled every twelve years ; and at the end of
18-jC there was only seven weeks' supply of it
in all Great Britain. Iu its manufacture 370,
213 British operatives were engaged, whose
yearly earnings exceed 50,000,000, and the
capital invested in machinery and buildings
exceeds S200,000,000. Two months ago, ow
ing to the increased demand for cotton, its
price had arisen to double what it was ten years
since, and many of our cotton manufacturers,
as well as those of other countries, had to sus
pend operations, because the manufactured
cloth could only be sold for about the price of
the raw material, weight for weight. At pres
ent, most of the' cotton factories in England
are working only on half time, and those of
our own country even less than this. Our fi
nancial difticulties, no doubt, eggravate this
evil, but they are not its sole cause ; it is the
high price of cotton. Since so many persons
are dependent on cotton manufacturing, it is
an important question whether its supply can
be increased in proportion to the demand for
it, and its price lowered to meet that demand.
It appears to us that after the present finan
cial crisis is over, the price of cotton labrics
must advance considerable, and tliis will call
those factories which arc now idle into active
operation. The price of cotton cannot come
down to the low figure at which it ranged ten
years ago ; and our Southern States will main
tain the monopoly of its supply to the woild
for many years to come, at least, if not for
ever. The East Indies was the first field to
which the British cotton manufacturers were
looking for a future cheap supply, to place
them independent of our planters ; but the
late mutiny of the Bengal army and the in
surrectionary stats of that country have put
East India cotton entirely out cf the ques
tion. Our cotton crop last year amounted, in
value, to $130,000,000; this year, the calcu
lation is that it will amonU to $ r.K),000,000.
Its value is increasing rapidly every year. It
is one of the chief sources of our national
wealth ; and upon our yearly crop the whole
cotton manufacturing world is, at present de
pending. As Old Doccmext. There is now hanging
in the bar-room of the old Buck Hotel in the
borough of Lebanon, a license granted by the
"Hon. Governor of Pennsylvania, James Penn,
in the year one thousand seven"' hundred and
sixty-five." It is most singular phraseology,
and strictly forbids the "sale or gift of any in
toxicating drinks to Indians or notorious
drunkards."
Aphriend pheeling phunnily phigurative,
phurnishes the phollowiug : 4ty 4tunate 4est
ers, 4tuitously 4tifyiog 4 41orn 4trcses, 4ci
bly 4bado 4ty 4inidable 4eigners 4ming 4 ag
ing 4ces.
Miss B. says tho first time a young man
squeezed her dress, she felt as If she was in
the land where rainbows came from, llow po
etic a little bugging makes people .
Strychnine. This poison, which has of
late become so notorious in its abuse, (we can
not say use,) is the most uncertain in its ac
tion on the human frame; in some producing
instant death, the same dose in others only
bringing on tetanic convulsions, and in a lucky
few no effect at all, and this does not appear to
have any relation to the physical strength of
the patient. If is a whitish, crystaline sub
stance, and is extracted from the nut of a tree
called strychnine nux vomica. This tree grows
in Ceylon, is of a moderate size, and has thick
shining leaves, with a short, crooked stem.
In the fruit season it is easily recognized by
its rich, orange-colored berries, about as largo
as golden pippins. The rind is smooth and
hard, and contains a white pulp, of which ma
ny varieties of birds are very fond. Withia
this arc flat, round seeds, not an inch in diam
eter, covered with very beautiful silky hairs,
and of an ash-grey color. The nut is tho
deadly poison, which was well known, and its
medicinal properties well understood by Ori
ental doctors before Europe or America had
heard its name. 'Dog killer' and 'fish scale
are two of its Arabic names. The natives ef
Illudoostan often cat it for months, and it be
comes a habit, like opium-eating, with the
same disastrous results. They commence with
taking the eighth of a nut a day, and gradual
ly increase their allowance to an entire nut,
w hich would be about twenty grains. If they
eat it directly before or after food, no unpleas
ant effects are produced ; but if they neglect
this precaution spasms result. The chemical
tests for it are numerous, but only one or two
can be relied upon as thoroughly accurate.
Free Trade axd the Ccbbexcy. To show
the effect opon currency ,as well as agricul
ture, suppose a gentleman wants a new coat ;
he goes to a British importer and pays him,
twenty dollars, hard money, and hard to get.
England takes none of our rag money. A
way it goes, in quick time. We see no more of
it ; as far as circulation is concerned, the gen
tleman might as well have thrown it into tho
fire. Suppose, on the other hand, we wants
coat, and go to the American manufacturer,
and buy twenty dollars' worth of American
broadcloth. Well, the manufacturer the next
day gives it to the farmer for wool ; he gives
it to the shoemaker, the hatter, the black,
smith ; they give it to the farmer for meat and
bread ; and thus it goes from one to another.
You may perhaps see this twenty dollar noto
five oi six times in the course of a day. This
makes money plenty. But where is the Freo
Trader's hard money 1 vanished, gone to re
ward and enrich the wool-growers and farmers,
shoemakers, hatters, and blacksmiths of Eng
land. Now we go for supporting the Ameri
can farmers and mechanics, and the Free Tra
der goes for the British that's the difference.
Can, the Free Trader deny it J There ar
but twosides in this matter, the British and tho
American side ; and the simple question is,
which side to take ! The great struggle is
between the British and American farmers and
mechanics for the American market, and wo
must decide which shall have it. Can any
true-hearted AmericJn. be his party politics
what they may, hesitate to take his position on
the American side rt this question ?
"Wuae's ije Wav to Caxaax." Mrs.
Stowe's book, "Dred," teaches many a lesson
to white folks through a dark medium, and
not the least pointed one is the rebuke given
to Christian denominations by "Old Tiff," for
their mint, anise, and cummin wrangles, while
inquirers are asking the plan of salvation.
"Old Tiff" has the care ot Ihu children of his
dead mistress, and having told theni that their
mother had gone to the laud of Canaan, one
inquires as follows : "Unce Till, where is the
land of Canaan V "De Lord-a-mercy, chile,
dat ar is what I'd like to know myself. I's
studdyin' upon dat ar. I's gwino to camp
rueetin' to find out. I's been to plenty of dem.
ar, and never could see quite clar. 'Pears
like dey talk about eberyting else mor'n dey
does about dat. Dere's le Methodists, dey
cut up de Presbyter'ans, and de Presbytcr'ana
pitches into de Methodists ; and den both on
'em's down on de 'Piscopals. My ole missus
was 'Piscopal, and I never seed no harm in it.
And de Baptists think dey a'nt none on 'em
right ; and while dey's a blowin' out at each
other dat ar' way, I's wonderin' wbar's de way
to Canaan !" -
"The Feabti l Jidgvext." Thellollidays
burg Standard has information on the subject
of the man sitting on a chair for blasphemy,
which throws some light upon the origin of
the story. It is S3id that a man in Union coun
ty, and not atMt. L'nion, while winnowing
grain, became exasperated on discovering
that the weevil had destroyed a portion of his
grain that he indulged in some tall swearing
went into the 'house and sat down, and the
excitement brought on a severe attack of ap
oplexy, from which he ultimately recovered.
This was the basis of the wonderful story of a
(earful judgment of Providence, .which has
been extensively circulated in the newspapers
during the last few months. ...
The Berkshire Eagle says that the ladies of
Pittsfield are afjaid that the fall winds will
carry tLera up unless they get anchors made
to their Looped dresses.
A crown will not cure the headache, or a
golden 8lipper the gout.
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