Raftsman's journal. (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, June 15, 1859, Image 1

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VOL. 5. NO. 42. .
CLEARFIELD, PA., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 15, 1859.
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DOES HE LOVE ME 1 .
Pretty robin at my window,
Welcoming the day '
! ; With thy wild and liquid piping, '
Head my riddle, pmy; -I
have conned it waking, sleeping.
. Vexed the more for aye ;
fhon'rt a wizard, pretty robin,
T I)oea he lore me, say ?
Little riolet. blooming meekly
; tty the brooklet free, rr - . ' " ;
'.1 "Bending low thy gentle forehead,
. "All iu grace to see.
Tarn thee from the listening water,
Whisper low, I pray, .
For the wind s might hear my secret ;
. , Loes he lore me, say i ,-.-.
Ftar. that through the silent night-time
Watches over him.
Write it with thy golden pencil
On my casement dim.
Thon art skilled in Love's Cabala
Tell me then, I pray.
Now, to none but I may read it.
Does he lore mo. say ?
- corvRir.nr SEemm. '
CLEARFIELD COPXTY:
, OR. REMINISCENCES OF THE PAST.
Whilst Fulton and his party were surveying,
they fcl! in with Alexander and Thomas Reed,
(sons of, Alexander, whose family will be no
ticed hereafter,) clearing tho Geld where Al
len Mitchell's orchard is. They were assisted
in their labors by Cezar Potter a colored man,
who had been raised by the family, and whose
good-natured lace and silvery locks are fami
liar to the citizens of Bradford township, a
niong whom be resides, on tho land he pur
chased over forty, years ago. ... . ......
Tho lace to the north of Clearfield borough
known as 'Liberty Spring' was then the home
of Henry Irwin, a native of Irelard, who came
to this county in 1801 or 1802 with his wife
and three children John, at present acting as
County Commissioner Mary, who afterwards
married the lion. Richard Shaw, and Joseph
Irwin. He had six children born to him in
this county William, who now lives in Ohio
Henry Margaret, wife of Zacheus Mead
Jane Ann, married to John Spackman James,
and Nancy, who was married to Asahel Swan.
Margaret, Jane Ann, and Nancy are dead.
Henry Irwin brought his family here in a sort
of car drawn by a steer. ' The road from Phil
lipsburg being cut through for the passage of
their conveyance by Daniel Ogden. Irwin had
not profited by the counsel of Solomon, "lie
that is surety fur a stranger shall smart for it,"
for having gone bail for a fellow countryman,
Rodciick Conner, who lived in Huntingdon
county his home was afterwards sold to satis
fy Conner's creditor. Irwin was obliged to
commence anew, and opened . out ' the farm
where his son Henry now lives. When Irwin
first moved there, wolves were abundant and
rendered it almost impossible to keep sheep
or hogs. - For security he built a pen at the
side of his house in which he had a shoat. On
one occasion when about retiring, a wolf got
into the pen, captured the shoat and was mak
ing oH" with it, when its squeal giving the a
larni, Irwin (having no gun) ran to the barn
for a weapon. He returned armed with a pitch
fork, gave pursuit, and on reaching the intru
der made a thrust at him and killed the pig.
Nearly opposite to- Irwin's lived Thomas
Mapes, who was originally from the eastern
States. lie wag "married to Elizabeth Ogden,
lived here but a . few years and then with his
wife and chilSren removed to the Ohio. Hugh
Jrazer, from whom Frazer'a rock derived its
name, was then living near the mouth of Wolf
linn, at Joseph Jordan's place. lie was a
Scotchman ; bad lived at the Big Island. He
had two sons aud two daughters. Frazer fell
a victim, when in 1821 the dysentery prevail
ed to such an alarming extent along the river.
Ho was buried, at his request, in a lot he own
ed in Clearfield borough, and his wife's re
mains were removed from Ogdcn's burial
ground and deposited by his side. He had
served in the Indian war, was a man of good
natural ability, lacked education, and was es
teemed a good citizen. - . -
Fnlton and bis party, ran a line through the
Jlorgan lands up Clearfield ereek to above the
mouth of Mnddy Run, where they were de
tained one day whilst Pete Young went to
bring down Dan. Turner, so that they might
ascertain from him a" corner.- ' From Muddy
Hun they took the Indian path to Phillips
burg, staying over night with Abraham Goss.
And from thence Fulton, accompanied by
Benj. K. Morgan of Philadelphia, proceed, by,
way of Half Moon, to Huntingdon.
Of the men who first settled this connt7,
few deserve more notjee than Samuel Fulton.
Harlng located near Alexandria, be headed
.several surveying parties, which came ' Into
this county in 1802, 1803, 1804, 180-3 and 1806,
and from that time to this has industriously
followed his calling, spending much of his
time in the woods. A-practical and experi
enced surveyor, energetic and industrious, he
has become familiar with every point in the
county, which contains few lines he has not
examined or re-marked. Whilst on one of
his surveying tours, he was thirty days in the
woods, during which time he was not in sight
of a habitation. He had established his camp
at the mouth of a small run, which from that
fact has received the name of Surveyor's Run,
to which place he would resort, and after sup
plyieg himself with sufficient provisions to last
lor three or four days, he would resume hia
labors, packing his food on his back. In 1807,
Fulton came to this county with his wife, hav
ing married in the beginning of the year 1806,
Miss Margaret Gahagan, a daughter of Thomas
Gahagan, of Huntingdon county. He had
previously purchased (in 1805) . the land, on
which ho and his sons now, reside. Part of
the land had been owned by Elisha Scofield,
who had erected a cabin and cleared about
three acres. Scofield had left the place in
1805, and moved' to where John Shaw lives.
He afterwards lived near Ben. Jordan's and
died in Curwensville about five years ago.
Crossing the mountains in a wagon, over the
State road, Fulton came to the Milcsburg and
Le Boenfl road, which he followed until he
reached David Litz's, at the Clearfield Creek.
There being no further a road which he could
travel, he placed his goods upon a raft, made
of pine logs, which, as soon as the water had
fallen to such a stage as would enable him to
descend the creek in safety, was piloted out
of the Creek by Abraham Litz. Mrs. Litz re
membered Fulton's visit of 1802, and kindly
tendered to bis . wife the hospitalities of her
house, wishing Mrs. Fulton to remain with her
until things could be fixed up at the Scofield
cabin; but Mr. Futton having been accompa
nied thus far by her brother, who was compel
led to return home as soon as possible, think
ing that she had nerved herself to encounter
anything that might take place, packed some
articles npon her horse, and accompanied by
her brother, followed the blazed path, which
led by Chinchaclamoose, to her future home.
This was in May ; but the rank weeds .which
had grown in the clearing almost hid the lit
tle cabin from their sight. A path was tramp
ed through them, Mrs. Fulton entered the
house, sat down and "took a good cry," In the
home where she has since spent many a hap
py hour. Fulton reached the cabin with his
"flittin" three or four days afterwards, and
put part of his cleared land in buckwheat and
part in potatoes, and soon cleared out for him
self a fine farm.
Mr. Fulton still lives at a green old age j his
eye has not lost its fire, nor his step its quick
and elastic tread, nor does he lack that viva
city, humor, and sociability, for which his na
tion is distinguished. His mental faculties
are unimpaired, and being a great reader, he
is still adding to that store of knowledge of
persons and events, with which his memory is
glled. He is somewhat impulsive, though not
apt to take any important step without due re
flection, lie has always been a decided poli
tician, and looking upon the exercise of the
elective' franchise as a duty, not a privilege,
he has regularly, for fifty-one years, deposited
his ballot when the time for voting came round.
He has been appointed to, and served in sev
eral important offices ; was the first Protbono
tary, &c, was for several years Deputy Sur
veyor, and also served as Treasurer and Com
missioner, and Clerk to Commissioners. Mr.
Fulton had four sons James, Moses, Wash
ington P.,' and Thomas the latter of whom is
dead. Archibald Shaw, Joseph Shaw, Richard
Shaw, Jr., William Fullerton and Thompson
Reed, are the husbands of his five daughters.
In the immediate vicinity of Fulton's resi
dence, the Susquehanna River has a remarka
ble configuration. It is there known as Ca
rothers Bend. The River sweeps around a
high strip of land, making a circuit of about
four miles, coming back to within a quarter of
a mile from whence it started. This bend re
ceived its name from an oddity who resided
near it. Carothers came here about tho year
1802 from Centre . county. He was a good
weaver, good shoemaker, and his natural in
clination made him a good hunter, which cal
ling he followed with zest and success.
Rough, illiterate, indolent, fond of a "spree,"
and the wildest adventures, he was yet a good
and obliging neighbor. If John Carothers
was a remarkable and eccentric personage, his
wife was no loss so. Dressed in her huuting
shirt with, felt hat and moccasins on her
leather pouch thrown over her shoulder, and
her knife sheathed in her belt this tall and
masculine Woman would take to the woods,
gun in hand, t6 chase the deer or trap the
wolf, with a success envied by some of the
other sex. ' From one of her exploits, the
capture of an unusually large wolf, origi
nated the name of "Wolf Run." We hare
said that this county was formed ont of
parts , of Lycoming and Huntingdon. Car
others' hunting ground was principally in the
former; but the County Scat of Huntingdon
being easier of access than that of Lycoming,
when these hunters were successful in captur
ing wolves or other wild beasts, Mrs. Caroth
ers would take them out of the traps, load
them in her canoe, and row them across the
river near to the Huntingdon side, where John
would stand upon the shore, and as she would
toss them from the boat, ho would catch them
so that ho might swear that he caught them in
Huntingdon county, and receive the bounty
there for their scalps. This well-matched
couple had no children. They removed from
this county to near Sunbury, where, Caroth
ers, returning from a tavern, on a cold night,
feared to cross the creek near Mahantango,
sat down at the end of the foot-log, where he
was found the next morning frozen to death,
with a jug of whiskey by his side.
. , Jfr. Fulton would go out occasionally with
bis adventurous neighbor to hunt, and once,
when neap Lick Run, they came across tho
carcass of a deer, which Carothers, from cer.
fain indications, knew had beon killed by a
panther, and suggested that they would set a
trap and capture the "varmint." They went
to George Wilson's for a trap, which they set,
but met .with no success that night, as the
panther, whilst partaking of its repast, had
avoided getting into the trap.' The next day
Carothers arranged some poles so that the
panther could not get to the carcass of the
deer without passing over the spot where be
placed the trap. ' The following morning when
they came towards the run, , on hearing the
chains rattle, Carothers declared in a manner
more expressive than polite, that they "had
cotcbed the cussed ' brute." Fulton asked
permission to shoot it, and approached the
crossed logs, whilst Carothers held back his
dog. "Boss.'! The dog breaking loose from
Carothers, caused the panther to make a sud
den spring which so alarmed Mr. Fulton that
he was unable to draw the trigger, and the dog
rushing past seized upon the enraged animal.
Carothers seeing that the panther was getting
the advantage of the dog, cried : "Shoot, or
he'll kill tho dog," but finding that Fulton
did not instantly follow his order, he leveled
his own piece and shot the panther in the side.
As this did not dispatch the animal, Carothers
approached it, and forcing his gun down its
throat, so held the chained monster until Mr.
Fulton, not without some trepidation, dis
charged his loaded rifle at its head, and put an
end to its existence. ; "
(TO BE COXTISrED.)
I Ksew She Would. Deacon W. was a
staid and honest Baptist Deacon in one of the
interior towns of New York State, who had a
vein of dry caustic humor in his composition.
The Deacon had a boy of some dozen years
old who was a little ugly when not under the
parental eye. In school, especially, John was
a source ol constant annoyance to the teacher.
One day the mistress punished him for some
misdemeanor, and John went home crying, to
enter his complaint, and told his father the
mistress had tvhipped him.
"What!" exclaimed the Deacon, elevating
his eyebrows, "been whipped?"
"Ya-a-s," sobbed the boy. :
' "And did you let a woman whip ye 7" shout
ed the Deacon.
"Ya-a-s, I could'nthelp it." '
" Well John, you little rascal, you go to the
school tomorrow, and if Mi.ss -undertakes
to whip ye again, yon jest pitch in ; don't let a
woman whip ye if yo kin help it. Don't take
a 'stick to strike with, but yon may scratch,
bite and kick as much as ye're a mind to."
The next day the boy went to school, and
emboldened by the permission given by bis fa
ther was soon brought before the tribunal of
violated rules. The teacher undertook to cor
rect him and be did as father told him. The
result was, John got a most unmerciful trounc
ing, and was thoroughly subdued. When he
went home he went to his father crying.
Well dad I got an awful bad licking to-day"
' "What," said the old Deacon, "have you let
that woman whip ye agin ?"
- " Ya-a-s," whimpered John. "I kicked her
and struck her, and fit all I could, but she
lammed me orfully."
"Aha !" chncklcd the humoious old Deacon,
"you tarnal little fool, I knew she would, and
she'll give ye a trouncing every time she un
dertakes it, and 1 would advise you to behave
yourself in future."
John began to have some perception of his
father's motive, and ever after was a wiser and
sadder boy; '
A Singular Peophect. The following cu
rious paragraph is Irom the Cologne corres
pondent of the Continental Review :
We may now atford to smile at the singular
prophecy of the Westphalian shepherd, who
lived some hundred and filty years ago, and
who predicted a terrible European war, in the
course of which the Turks should cool the
feet of their horses in the Rhine. These
things thus runs the tradition, were to come
to pass when carriages run without horses, and
the Prussian soldiers were dressed like the
soldiers who crucified Christ.. Carriages do
run without horses, and the silhouette of .a
Prussian soldier, in his tunic and helmet, is
in all respects that of a Roman legionary.
But the snperstitious, who speculated on this
singular prophecy, could never reconcile witb
it the decline of the Turkish power, and the
manifest improbability of the Sultan's troops
carrying the standard of the Prophet to the
banks ot the Rhine. They forget that France
has Algerine regiments ot Spahis and Zouaves,
and that many of them are as good Moslem im
as ever walked in the streets of Stamboul.
Iros "Temple." A Philadelphia manufac
turer has just completed an iron "temple,"
which was made to order for the State of Vir
ginia, and which is to be placed over the re
mains cf Ex-President Monroe, at Hollywood
Cemetery, Richmond, "Va., where they were
recently reinterred. The "teniple" is a goth
ic structure, eight feet wide, eleven feet long,
and having a height of twenty-one feet. The
material is iron throughout, and the metal has
been wrought into the most beautiful and
graceful form. ...
A Dangerous Preacher. Dr. Cross, in a
letter to the Richmond Advocate, daguerreo
types a southern preacher in part, thus: "He
encompasses himself with rainbows, and me
teors, and earthquakes, and cataracts, and
hurricanes, and water-spouts, and showers ot
gems, and torrents of fire, and boundless con
flagrations, and marshaled philosophies, and
trooping seraphim, and the stupendous,wheels
of Providence, and the silver-chiming of the
spheres, and the weltering chaos of demolish
ed worlds." ' ' , 1
It is related that Dr. R , of Boston was
once invited by a friend to visit the theatre
and see a new play. The friend proposed to
taking seats near the orchestra. "Oh, no,
said the Doctor, "I have a slight cold, and
doubt the propriety of sitting near those wind
instruments." - : " ' ' -
There is on exhibition at Augusta, Ga., a
double girl, a raolatto, with two heads, four
arms and four legs and but one body. ,
An individual at OornwalhEngland, has
made himself acomple suit from 670 rat skim
using tails in tho neck tie !
- v TEE AWKWAED HXJSBAHD.
A terrific scream announced that Philemon
Stagg had planted his blundering foot .on one
of Mrs. Stagg' corns, for the third time that
morning, and so exasperated was that lady
f or she teas a lady, notwithstanding what fol
lowed that for the first time in her life, she
raised her- little foot, and gave her awkward
husband a fierce kick ! You might think there
was a row in that family in consequence and
bo it was, although Mr. Stagg was conscious of
his faults, and though that kick was intended
as a substitute for what was worse, a scolding.
He was surprised,' however ; but he did not
escape so easily as he imagined.
"Blundering, awkward creatnre ! . What
have I done that you should be always tread
ing on my feet ? I declare I don't know what
crime such suffering is intended for. I shall
be a cripple one of these days, Philemon, as
sure as you are born. O !"
"My dear Laura, it pains me as much as it
docs you, I assure you,"
"O pshaw ! Sympathy is cheap. O dear J"
v "There seems to bo a fatality about it,"
said the ashamed Stagg, hanging his head, "I
could almost cut off my feet to prevent 6uch
accidents.". ' '
- "I'm sure my feet are not so large that they
should always be in the way,'-she murmured,
looking with vanity at the little Chinese un
derstanding. .
"1 know . it, love. - The- fact Is, they are
so mall one can hardly see them."
He thought this might put her in good
humor. Dead failure it was a rebellious and
revengeful scorn.
"And yours are so big that I tremble when
ever you come within a yard of me. O, my
poor feet !',' .... . . . .
. It was a melancholy fact that Mr. Stagg was
a rare example of blundering awkwardness.
He was one of the best-natured persons alive.
Clumsy animals are generally tho easiest tem
pered. But Mrs. Stagg did not believe this to
be any atonemeut, for whenever Stagg moved,
things animated or inanimated were in jeopar
dy. In-doors orout,ruin and confusion mark
ed his presence. He loved his wife dearly,
and kept so near her, that her feet bore wit
ness and paid the penalty. ...
That day by way of recompense, he took
her out to ride, and it would have been a very
happy drive, if he bad not, several times more
crushed hor feet, as they were admiring the
scenery. She began . to cry, and her tears
were only stopped by his hanging both his
ponderous feet out of the vehicle. But as
his peculiar fate would have it, the position
was unfavorable for his driving, which at the
best was miserably poor and awkward, and be
began to drive agaist everything that came
along; now on this, side, now on that clink,
grate, jar, bang, jerk, crash ! executing un
heard ot manoeuvres, with such a want of
judgment, that Mrs. Stagg at last began to
implore of him : -
"Take in those feet again, do j Philemon.
Better to have my feet amputated than break
my neck." ...
He obeyed, but drove worse than before ;
and after provoking the anger of drivers all
along the road, he finally settled the question
of life and death, by smashing against a heavy
mail-coach, shattering and upsetting his own
team, and remaining behind with his wife and
the body, while the horse galloped ahead with
the shafts. Happily they escaped with but
few scratches aud were glad to get home again.
"I'll tell you what I'll agree to, wife," said
he, after a lecture ; "I'll agree to give you
the most beautiful shawl you can find in the
city, if I tread upon your feet again, once,
within a fortnight. I'm determined to break
myself of the habit."
Singular to relate, he became so watchful
during that period, that Mrs. Stagg had no
cause to complain, on that score, or rather
half score. . But a certain amount of awkward
ness was doomed to be his. Though he now
approached her only at arm's length she, in
view of the shawl, not caring if he approach
ed as near as usual, and give her one crush
though he dared not to sit beside her; and
thongbt, when they walked out, he kept con
tinually looking down, and t rem bed when he
felt the broadest circumference of her hoop
skirt; and notwithstanding other look-outs
in proportion. Stagg was Stagg in every other
respect, and much anguish was the result.
"There he goes again !" shrieked she, next
day, "tumbling down stairs. Merciful hea
ven, Philemon, have you broke your neck ?"
she cried, rushing out into the hall.
'Not much, my dear," he replied, breath
lessly, picking himself np at the foot of the
staircase ; "but I've nearly mashed my head."
And he put his hand to that erratic magazine,
which was essentially bumped, ; and profusely
bleeding.
"O, my poor' Philemon! You are almost
killed ! Take my arm. Here, Mary ! John !"
"Look out for your feet Laura," was his pru
dent remark. "I'd rather not plaster my
wounds with a thousand dollar shawl."
Stagg was not very seriously hurt, and was
able to be out and about next day. Taking a
walk together, Stagg had no less than three
altercations with pedestrians, against whom
his clumsy way of. locomotion had precipita
ted himself and wifd, in such a manner as to
make it seem intentional. He floundered a
long like a great, flap-eared elephant, and it
was hardly possible not to mistake his walk
for an impudent swagger. Yet all was innocent
in him ; and in one ot the disputes, where he
bad bounced one man against another, and
that other against two ladies, both of whom
were thrown down in the contact, their gallant
showed fight, when Stagg stepped in with the
remark that,4 1 did it!" where upon all pitch
ed into him, and would have made Stagg stag
ger, but for the interposition of the two la
dies, and the explanation of Mrs. Stagg that
he was such a clumsy creature !" '
Comfortable companion, he, for a proraa
nade! Mrs. Stagg, like every sensible wo
man who has a just regard for her health, was
partial to going abroad to snuff" the fresh air,
when other; duties said yes; and before the
first week was ended, she trusted herself with
her husband, in a sail-boat he to manage it
he, of all men in the world !
Perhaps she was thus trusting, from the
consideration that certain amphibious animals,
which are awkward on land, are very graceful,
expert and an fait npon the water, but after
she was upset, by his blundering management
of the sails, and arrived home dripping wet,
she didn't think Stagg was a monster of that
amphibious genus, at least.
The husband prided himself upon his ad
roitness in the performance of little domestic
chores, and when tho fit was on him, you
tnarl-pil how Mrs. Stagg
shake. He raised the deuce, and troke things
allYound generally,with the beslot intentions.
Mary being sick, and John on a visit to his
Aunt Betsy ,Stagg undertook the management
nf hnnwhnM nfl'nrs for one dav only." Mrs.
Stagg at his heels all the time, lest he should H
tumble tho house over, and set it on nre.
In his hurry, bo poked the grato with the
handle of the shovel, threw the ashes into the
yard instead or the barrel, and flinging it a
gainst the wind ; nearly put out Mrs. Stagg's
eyes as well as his own. He drove a nail with
the bottom of a porcelain vace, and left the
atoms to tell the tale. He wiped his razor on
the most interesting leaf In her album-poetry
written by a former loer she vowed it was
intentional Thinking, at one time that she
approached too near, vith her feet, ' he started
back, and fell into a looking-glass which
reached from floor to ceiling, causing a multi
plication of his beautiful image, anything but
satisfactory to either of them.
"Gracious heaven Philemon stop ! Now
you have done your day's work a good many
hard day's work.in half a day ! Now do stop !"
Pity, Laura, but can't be "
Helped, be was going to say, just as he was
helping himself to a glass of wine, to steady
his nerves ; but of course he dropped tho de
canter full of port,' upon the carpet, a magnifi
cent Brussels with a white ground, and it was
ruined forever.
This dampened his ardor in the cause of
housework, and he desisted for the day, both
he and his wife agreeing that he had done e
nongh. ;
But justice must be done to Mr. Stagg's dis
position. Sad accidents did not ruffle his
temper, even when others were at fault, and
the scoldings of his wife made no impression
upon him of an unfavorable nature. He sin
cerely mourned over his elephantine motions,
and had charity for others. And amid all his
dire blunders during that terrible fortnight of
probation; to -Mrs. Stagg's regret, there was
one blunder he did not make he did not step
on her feet. ' " , .
"So I suppose I have lost my shawl, after
all," she said, pettishly, at the end of two
weeks. :
I wtsli I hadn't made the promise,", he re
plied, "for it was that which caused me ; to
make half the blunders I have committed.
My mind, my dear, was continually running
on your feet. Singular anomaly. Though
your feet were present, my mind was always
absent." .
"It is nothing to joke , about. It is your
huge hoofs which are to blame, not my feet
ah! O!"
Philemon Stagg had trodden upon her feet
once more ! . ' . " - " '
"Great powers ! have I begun again T Will
I never stop treading on your feet 1 I'll get a
rope and hang myself. I'll get a platoon of
soldiers to charge bayonets upon me it ought
to be the "awkward squad," too. O, my dear,
poor wife take care of your feet you , are a
martyr to my clumsiness, a "
"Don't 3'ou say toe-martyr!" interrupted
she, quickly and fiercely, a sudden idea oc
curring that he was making fun of her ; "O,
you unfeeling creature, I only wish the world
knew of my sufferings with you. You tram
ple upon me all the time there's no end to it.
I wish I could get a divorce. I wish you
thought half as much of my feet, as you do
about f anew shawl. Awkward ! I wish I was
born without feet !
"I wish I had been, I solemnly declare!"
exclaimed Mr. Stagg, in an outburst of des
peration. "I'd have 'em sawed off now, if it
would end my misery. But I suppose I should
be treading on you with my stumps I"
Bad as she felt, hugging her-foot, Mrs.
Stagg could not control her laughter at this
last remark, her husband's evident sincerity
and larchrymose look, exciting her mirth the
more. She laughed long and loud, and finally
he joined her ; and the next day she had more
reason to laugh, for she got the shawl ; a kind
ness which has ever since so impressed Mrs.
Stagg, that she takes care of her feet herself.
A Flourishing Citt. Denver City, Kansas,
is a log city, containing about 100 log cabins.
Corner lots range in price from $50 to $500.
The inhabitants are Indians. Mexicans and
white people about equally divided all hard
cases, drinking and fighting all the while
some one killed every week now and then
one hung. So says a Pike's Peaker, and his
description is liko that of "John Phoenix's,"
speaking of San Diego, California : "All night
long, In the sweet little village may be heard
the soft note of the pistol, the pleasant shriek
ot the victim," &c.
Mrs. Perkins says she never can understand
these 'ere market reports. She can under
stand bow cheese can be lively and pork can
be active that is before it is dead and feath
ers can bo drooping that is, if it's raining
but how whiskey can be steady, or hops quiet,
or spirits dnll,she can't see ; nuther, hew lard
can be firm in warm weather, uor iron unset
tled, nor potatoes depressed,nor flour rising
'less there had been yeast put into it some
times it would not rise even then.
"When we're married, Julia, you'll see how
I'll drive you to the Castle' in a carriage."
"But, Dennis, .where is the money to come
from ?" "Oh we don't want any money; peo
ple do things now-a-days on quite a new prin
ciple, I assure you." "Indeed !" said Julia.
"Yes," replied Dennis, "and often they do
them without any principle at all."
The Rev. HenTy Ward Beecher has recently
purchased twenty-seven acres of land,in West
chester County. They form a part of the es
tate formerly known as the Trowbridge Farm,
situated about a mile from Peekskill, on the
road leading from Lakes Mohegan and Maho
pac. The price was $13,000. .
Asa proof of the little value M. de Hum
bolt set on personal distinctions, it may be
stated that the great number of decorations
which he had received from the sovereigns of
all countries were found lying pell-mell in a
enpboard. .
A wag says that in journeying lately ,he was
put into an omnibus with a dozen persons, of
whom he didn't know a single one. Turning
a corner shortly alter, however, the omnibus
upset, "and then," said he, "I found them all
out." - .;- .... : , ,
A five story stone hotel is about to be built
at SUPaul, Min., which will cost about $150,
000. It will be completed by June 1860.
... THE SEA OF GALILEE- , '. r ,
This lake is also known In the gospels as tho
sea of Tiberias, and Gennesareth; and in tho
Old Testament as the sea of Chinnereth. It is
about thirteen miles in length, and six in
breadth; and is formed by the Jordcn, which
traverses it from north to south, and then flows
on to the Dead sea, sixty miles south.
No other sheet of water in the world is en
deared to the Christian by so many pleasing
associations. - Some ten miles to te west lay
Nazareth, the home of Christ during his child
hood and youth. On its western shore lay Ca
pernaum, Chorazin, and Bethsaida of Galilee,
where "most of his mighty works were done;"
while the other Bethsaida was but a few mile
north of its northeastern shore. Around this
lake a large part of the Saviour's public life
was spent. Moro than one blind man there
experienced his miraculous power, and opened
his eyes to behold first of all his benefactor's
face, and then the blue waters of his charm
ing lake. Here the majority of his disciples
lived ; and by its side, while "sitting at the re
ceipt of custom," or "mending their nets,"
they were called to become fishers of men."
It was on these waters, sitting in Simon Pe
ter's boat, that Christ preached to a multitudo
on shore. Upon one of the neighboring hills
be. taught many thousands at once, healed
their diseases, and fed them all with five loaves
and two fishes. Here too, on two occasions
at the commencement of his ministry and af
ter his resurrection his command filled tho
nets of the apostles with unprecedented
draughts of fishes.,. Somewhere on the south
east side of the same sea is the "steep place"
down which the frightened Gardarer.es saw
their whole herd of swine plunge, and perish
in the waters. The Saviour often crossed this
lake in his labours ot love ; and twice he had
occasion to allay tho fears of his disciples by
calming the storm-tossed waves : once waking
from his quiet sleep in the hinder part of tho
boat, to chide them for their lack of faith ;
and once coming out to them by walking, on
the sea, in the fourth watch of the night, aa
they were "toiling in rowing." -.
' Thus the whole region is rendered sacred
by incidents in the life of our Lord. Tho
traveller irresistibly feels that His footsteps
and smiles have for ever hallowed these hills,
that his voice yet echoes from these shores
and bis "Peace, be still," yet rests on theso
pure and peaceful waters. In many respects,
however, a great change has taken place
since the time of Christ. Then the shores
were filled by a teeming population ; towns
and villages crowded the banks, and boats
swarmed on the waters. Now the only re
maining town is Tiberias, a city in ruins, con
taining about 2,000 inhabitants, and wretched
and filthy to the last degree. It is a common'
saying, the king of the fleas holds his court
at Tiberias." Instead of a Large fleet of fish
ing boats, only one can now bo found on its
waters. The round hills that come boldly
down to ' the sea are now bare of trees ; and
though covered with a delightful verdure- af
thr the wintry rains, become parched and des-r
olate under the summer sun. . Yet these hills
are the same that our Saviour himself beheld;
the main features of the scene are unchanged.
The lake lies embosomed in a tfeep basro,
more than three hundred feet beiow tho level,
of tho Mediterranean, and enclosed on all
sides, except near the inlet and outlet of the
Jordan, by hills that rise steeply hundreds of
feet in height; while in the background on
the east side are mountains over a thousand .
feet high. The range of heights stretching
around the sea itself is broken by occasional '
shady ravines and water courses ; and here and '
there is seperated from the sea by a level and :
exceedingly fertile plain. . In one of these, Ca
pernaum used to stand, bnt now it has wholly
disappeared. Far away in the north Mount
Hermon lifts its snow-capped crown to- the
sky, with the majesty of a summit that has,
looked down on the coming and going ol a
hundred generations.
- The region of this sea bears marks of vol
canic action, and hot springs still exist on tho
shore south of Tiberias. The waters still -swarm
with fishes, as in the days of the apos- .
folic fishermen. The whole scene is marked
by a grand but serene beauty, and the Chris
tian visitor reluctantly tears himself , away t
from it. A recent American traveller, while
out upon the sea, encountered a tempest like '
those described in the gospels : sudden, swift,
and violent, it swept down on the'sea from the
upper hills, and threw it into commotion as in
a moment. He was unable to make head,
against it, and was driven over to "the coast '
of the Gardarenes." The samo traveller
bathed several times in its clear and sweet ,
waters, and was reminded of the words of an
old Scotch friend of his boyhood, who said to ;
him : "When ye graw up to be a rnon, may-
hap ye'll go wanderin' up aud doon the hills .
of the warld. But doanye forget that gin ,
ye're thursty, there's the sea o' Galilee ; and
gin ye're hungry, there's the loaves that fed :
feeve thoosand . there by the sea ; and when '
ye get tired and tired out, and want to lay
your head doon on any stoun and rest it .
but the stouns are a'hard there's Heem that
said on the same sea, "Cume unto me, all yo "
that labor and are heevy-laden, and 1 will '
geeve ye rest." :
Some of our cotemporarics are trying to '
induce people to say Teecheeno for Ticino. :
We might as well begin to call Paris Parcc,
Vienna Wien, or , Brussells, Bruxelltt. , Let -those
who know nothing of foreign .tongnes- .
stick to the vernacular, r a horrible Anglo
Italian pronunciation will be the result.. Sen
sible advice, that. ,i .
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Ladt Killed. Mrs. ClarK, wife of G. W. .
Clark, formerly a professor In Allegheny Col
lege, was instanly killed by being thrown ont '
of a carriage on Saturday evening last, at
Akron, Ohio.i She was a sister to Arnold
Plumer, of Venango, and enjoyed the respect '
and esteem of all who knew her.
A Nrw BcsisKsa Feature. A merchant In ,
Winchester. Va., has taken into partnership '
his daughter, Miss Virginia, and t announces
that hereafter tho business will be conducted
under the firm of J. Wysong and daughter.-
Many fold their iands in petitions when
they ought to bo using them ia toil. . Tbey
never learn that a useful, toiling life may bo a -perpetual
prayer, aa it is a perpetual hymn. -: i
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It is a singular fact,that the number of ero
igranta now going from tho Eastern States to
California is, by actual count, greater than it-,
was daring the height of the gold fever.
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