- VOL. 6AT0. 2,
BY S. B. ROW.
CLEABITELD, PA., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7,. 1859.
THERE'S NOTHING LOST. .
There's nothing lost. The tiniest flower
. That grows within the darkest vale,
Though lost to view, has stUJ the power
The rarest perfume to exnale ;
That perfume borne on the zephyr's wings,
.May visit some lone sick ones bed,
And like the balm affection brings,
'Twill scatter gladness round her head.
There's nothing lost The drop of dew
That trembles in the rosc-hud's breast,
Will seek its home of ether blue,
And fall again as pure and blest ;
Perchance to revel in the spray,
Or moisten the dry, parching sod,
Or mingle in the mountain spray,
Or sparkle in the bow of God.
There's nothing lost. The seed that's cast
By careless hands upon the ground,
Will yet take root, and may at last
A green and glorious treo be found ;
Beneath its shade, some pilgrim may
yeek shelter from the heat of noon,
While in its bows the breezes play ;
And song birds sing their sweetest tune.
There's nothing lost. The slightest tone
Or whisper from a loved one' voiee,
May melt a heart of hardest stone.
And make a saddened heart rejoice ;
ArnTthen, again, the careless word
Our thoughtless lips too often speak,
21 ay touch a. heart already stirred,
And cause the troubled heart to break.
There's nothing lost. The faintest strain
Of breathing from some dear one's lute,
In memory's dream may come again.
Though every mournful string bo mute;
The music of some happier hour.
The harp that swells with love's own words,
May thrill the soul with deepest power.
When still the hand that swept its cords.
copyright SEcrnKi.
CLEAKFIELD COUNTY: '
OR, REMINISCENCES OF THE PAST.
Prior to the settlement of Frcnchvillc proper
several improvements had been made in its
immediate vicinity, and in Girard township.
In 1815. John Rider became a citizen of the
present Covington township, and the next year
Peter Bauder of Northampton county, Wm.
Smith, Jacob Maurey, and several others, set
tled there. The results of their labors arc en
joyed by them and their descendants, and be
token that the pioneers of this section were
fitted for the task of reclaiming the forest
wastes. In 1818, Peter and Mordecai Liver
good commenced improving in Girard town
ship. Two years later, John Irwin, at present
County Commissioner, began clearing out a
farm, and John Murray in the succeeding year
engaged in a like undertaking. Thomas
Leonard and John Spackman left older settle
ments in the county and began their present
homes in this one ; the former in 182-5 and the
l itter in 182J. In 1827, Hon. Peter Lamm,
a man of intelligence, worth and integrity, and
late an Associate Judge of this county, com
menced at Deer Creek, where he has made a
comfortable home. Since then many acces
sions have been made. These settlers all ex
perienced similar dilliculties. They had to
cut roads general!- 3 or 4 miles through the
loresf to reach their destined homes. Some
times, rolling their proviio:is or other arti
cles down hill, afforded theirjest mode of
transport. The upper settlements at first fur
nished the necessary hay, straw and grain, and
these were, when practicable, sent by the river
to this region.
Near the Moshannon, a settlement was com
menced as earlj- as 1S01. In that year, Jacob
Wise, Sr., a native of Berks county, but for
some time a resident of Penn's Valley, and
Robert Anderson, an Irishman, commenced
clearing on the bank of the creek near Phil
ipsburg what is now known as the "old Ilaw
kin's place," and during the same year one
Potter began on the old State road leading to
Erie, about two miles north of the creek.
These settlers remained but a few years, and
then left for Bald Eagle Valley. Potter sold
bis right to Nicholas Kline, deceased, father
of the Klines now on Clearfield creek, who
afterwards disposed of his interest in the land
to the father of William Shimmel, th present
occupant. Mr. Shimmel was a Hessian who
had come over with the army. He erected a
distillery, cleared land, and saw his children
comfortably situated around him. During
1803, Conrad Kylar, a weaver by trade, set
tled on the farm now occupied by that prince
of good fellows, Edward Perks. Kylar came
here from Bellefonte and lived until 181G, hav
ing then acquired his 7Gth year. His young
est children, Abraham and Jacob, twin broth
ers, purchased the laud from llardman Philips
after their father's decease. Abraham soon
purchased his brother's interest, and by care
fid and patient industry cleared and became
possessed of one of the Guest farms in Morris
township. When Abraham sold the old home
stead to Mr. Perks he reserved a small part of
the tract where ho has now a small farm in a
high state of cultivation. He has served as
county commissioner, and is the oldest resi
dent in Morris toivnship, and an exemplary
tiiember of the Presbyterian church. He mar
ried a sister of Sheriff Stites ;is childless, but
surrounded with many comforts which solace
his declining years. Leonard, the eldest son
of Conrad Kylar, commenced in 1805 clearing
the "Hard Scrabble" property, adjoining his
father's, but nearer the creek. He became
dissatisfied, sold out to his brother John, and
left for Bald Eagle Valley. This land being
in dispute, John released to Philips and moved
en to the Kidgcs in Bradford township, on the
larni now occupied by his son John.
Near this period, Nicholas Kephart, Henry
Kephart, Valentine Flegal, David Flegal, Ab
salom Pierce, who married Betsy, a daughter
c! Conrad Kylar, John Gearhart, Benjamin
Smeal and Nicholas Smeal commenced im
proving land at different points within a few
miles of this settlement, and Abraham Goss, a
revolutionary veteran, moved into and began
what is called the "Goss settlement" in Deca
tur township.
The original improvement in that fine set
tlement known as "Cooper's settlement," is
now owned and occupied by John B. Kylar.
This was a thickly wooded region, and the
first break in it was made in 1821 by David
Cooper, a native of Richmond, Virginia, who
lived for some years in Half Moon Valley and
subsequently here. He cut a wagon road from
Conrad Kylars, a distance of seven miles, to
his new home. Mr. Cooper erected a cabin,
where he lived alone until he had cleared his
first piece of land and sowed it in wheat, from
which he realized an abundant harvest the
next year. After harvest he brought out his
family, consisting of a wile, one son and seven
daughters. Consumption had marked the son
as a victim, and he died the following year.
During the second year of Mr. Cooper's resi
dence here he erected a round log bam.
Whilst doing so, one of the logs fell back,
when he, to protect a daughter who was assist
ing bwu, caught the log as it fell and was so
seriously injured that he never recovered his
accustomed health and strength. Having no
sons, the main part of the clearing and culti
va'.ion of the farm devolved upon his eldest
daughters, who shrank not from the task, but
axe in hand went to work, and soon had the
pleasure of seeing a handsome farm carved
out of the forest. David Cooper died in 1815.
His second daughter became the wife of John
B. Kylar, and another daughter is married to
Daniel Beams.
pViHi 1821, Washington Coorsc, who soon after
removed to Illinois, commenced clearing cn
the farm owned by John Brown's heirs, about
one mile east of Cooper's. The following
year Leonard Kylar returned to this county
and settled on a piece of land adjoining Da
vid Cooper's improvement, where he cleared
a large farm. He and his wife, rising four
score and six years, live in this settlement
Kylar has been noted for his hunting exploits.;
and still delights to relate his adventures.
He often acted as guide for llardman Philips,
when this gentleman pursued the chase. His
hatred of the English was intense. Philips
was anxious to shoot a bear and send a part tD
his father in England. He. Thomas Hancock,
who was then in his employ, ami Leonard Ky
lar met at the Beaver dams to start on a hunt.
Kylar shot the first bear at which Philips was
enraged and made some threats. Finding
Kylar resolute, the difficulty was adjusted, and
Philips, after a rough and tumble chase, suc
ceeded in despatching a second one. Whilst
returning, the party saw a pigeon on a high
pine. Philips asserted that no one could shoot
it at that distance. Kylar declared that he
could, and raising his gun brought down the
pigeon, when Philips exclaimed, "why, you
could hit a fellow in the eye !" "Yes." dry
ly remarked Kyler, "if he were an English
man." Mr. Kylar has two sons John B. and
Thomas and four daughters: Sarah, wife of
Joseph Potter; Elizabeth, wife of Geo. Hoo
ver; Eliza, wife of J. M. Leonard, and another
married to Evans Hunter, of ill. The same
year, Captain Jacob Wise, son of Jacob Wise,
Sr., began to clear the farm owned by Esquire
Wilder, ne was born in Philipsburg, and
was the first child born in the limits of that
town. After living in the settlement a lew
years and clearing some land, he went to Philips
burg and pursned his trade. Subsequently he
returned to the settlement where he now lives.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
"Patrick, the widow Moloney tells me that
you have stolen one of her finest pigs. Is
that so 7"
"Yes, yer honor."
What' have you done with it 7"
"Killed and ate it, yer honcr."
"Oh, Patrick, when you are brought face to
face with the widow and her pig, on the judg
ment day, what account will you be able to
give of vonrself when the widow accuses you
of the theft?"
"Did you say the pig would be there, yer
riverence 7"
"To be sure I did."
"Well, then, yer riverence, I'll say, Mrs.
Molonv there's your pig."
Gas-lighting was unknown in 1800; it was
not until two years after this that Murdock
made his first public exhibition of it in Lon
don. Since that time his discovery has encir
cled the globe. In Europe and this country
all the- principal cities and many large towns
are lighted with it; and even New Zealand
villages, where no white man had built his res
idence in 1800, are now illuminated by the
same subtile and beautiful agent of human
comfort and happiness.
Mr. Bethel, an Irish counsellor, as celebra
ted for his wit as his practice,was once robbed
of a suit of clothes in rather an extraordinary
manner. Meeting, on the day after, a brother
barriste r in the Hall of the Four Courts, the
latter began to condole with him on his mis
fortune, mingling some expressions of surprise
at the singularity of the thing. "It is extra
oidinary indeed", my dear friend," replied
Bethel, "for without vanity, it is the first suit
I ever lost."
I have been to the capitol to see your
friends sworn into office," said a politician to
an opponent, on the, evening of the 4th of
March. "Yes, -aria I have been to see yours
go swearing out."
Politeness is like an air-cushion there may
be nothing solid in it, but it eases jolts wonderfully.
MS. PETERS' FIRST WIFE.
"Dear ! dear ! no toast, eggs boiled as hard
as brickbats, and the cotfee stone cold," and
Mr. Peters rose lrom the breakfast table in a
temper by no means amiable, and rang the
bell . violently. There was no answer! He
rang again, a third, a fourth time, still no an
swer ! QutrOf all patience, he went to the door
and calledryM aria ? Mariad ,
A slightj pretty -little -worn'an, dressed in a
aoiletl, .tumbled wrapper, with hair in a state
of dtrefutconfusion answeredthe summons.
She h& .one or those round, bright faces
which Nature intended should be decked with
continual- smiles, but now, with all its roses in
bloom, it was drawn out to its full length, and
the large, blue eyes had a serious or rather a
doleful, expression, totally at variance with
their usual joyous look, llerj voice, too, had
lost its melodious, ringing ,sound, and was
subdued to a dismal whine.
"What is it Joseph 7"
"Where's Bridget?"
"Gona out for me. I want more white rib
bon for my ascension robe."
Mr. Peters said a very naughty word, and
then continued, "Cold coflee, hard eggs,
breakfast not fit to eat."
-I wish," whined his wife, "you would
think less of temporal matters, ami turn your
attention to the great end of life."
"Hang it all, madam, I would like to enjoy
my life while I do have it. Here was I, the
happiest man in the United States, with a
pleasant home, a chatty, cheerfu', loving wife,
and pood, quiet children, and now, since you
have joined the Millerites, what am I 7"
"Oh, Joseph, if you would only come into
that blessed circle !"
"Oh, Maria, if you would only come out of
it. Where are the boys ?"
"I am sure I don't know."
"Are the' going to school to-day ?"
'.My dear, their teacher has given up the
school, and is turning her mind to more exal
ted objects. Oh Joseph, turn now while
there is time. You have still a week for pre
paration and repentance."
"Repentance ! Well, when I take up the
subject, it will take rather more than a week
to put it through.
And Mr. Peters put on his coat and took up
his hat.
"Joseph," said his wife, "you need not
send home any dinner. I shaU be out, and
I'll take the bovs over to their uncle's to
dine."
Joe made no answer, unless the violently
emphatic manner in which he closed thetfcior
was one. Muttering with anger, he strode in
to a restaurant to make a breakfast. Hefe he
was hailed by one; of his bachelor friends,
Fred Soniers, w ho looked up as he heard Joe's
order.
"Hallo!" he cried, "you here? Why,
what are you doing here at breakfast time 7
Wife sick 7"
"No !"
"Had a quarrel 7"
"No ! '
"Gone out of town 7"
"No!"
"Then why don't you take breakfast at
home 7 Chimney on lire 7"
"Nft !"
"Servants all dead 7"
"No 7"
"Then, what in thunder it to pay 7"
"Maria's joined the Millerites?"
Fred, gave a long whistle, and then said,
"Going to ascend next week 7"
"Yes, and if I don't commit suicide in the
meantime, you may congratulate me. I am
almost distracted. Can't get a decent meal,
children running riot, servants saucy, house
all in confusion, wife in the blues, either quo
ting the speeches of the elders at me, or sew
ing on a white robe, and groaning every third
stitch. Hang it all, Fred, I've a great mind
to take poison, or join the army !"
"II'ui ! b'm I you give an enchanting pic
ture, but can-suggest a cure."
"A cure !" - -
"Yes, if yon will promise to follow my ad
vice, I will make your home pleasant, your
wife cheerful, and your children happy."
"Do it," cried Joe. "l'HTollow your word
like a soldier under bis ollice. What shall
I do?" . . . . ". .
At tea-time Mr. Peters entered his home,
whistling. Maria was seated at the table,
sewing on her while, robe, apd there were no
signs of preparation for the evening meal
"Maria, my dear," said Mr. Peters cheerful
ly, "js tea ready ?" .
"I don't know," was the answer, "have
been out all day, attending meeting."
"Oh, very well, never mind. Attending
meeting 7 Yon are resolved, then, to leave
me next week 7"
"Oh ! Joe I must go when I am called."
' "Yes, my dear, of course. Well, I must
resign myself, I suppose. By the way, my
dear, has it ever occurred to you that I shall
be left a widower with three children ? I
think I am a handsome man yet, my love," and
Joe walked over to the glass, passed his fin
gers through his hair and pulled up his collar.
Maria looked up, rather surprised.
"You sec, my dear, it is rather a relief for
you to go quietly, you know. It is so wearing
on the nerves to have a long illness ; and be
sides, my dear, there will be no funeral ex
penses, and that is quite a saving."
Mrs. Peters' lip quivered, and her large
blue eyes filled with tears. Joe longed to
stop his heartless speech and comfort her, but
he was fearful the desired effect was not gain
ed vet.
"So, mv dear," he contined, "if yon must
go, I have been thinking of getting another
wife."
"What 7" cried Mrs. Peters.
"Another wife, my love. The house must
be kept in order, and the boys cared for."
The giiet was gone from Maria's face, but
her teeth were set with a look of fierce wrath.
"Another wife, Joe ! Another wife !"
"Yes. I think I have selected a good suc
cessor. I deliberated a long time, when I was
a bachelor," between her and yourself. You
will like her, for she is your bosom friend."
"My bosom friend !"
"Yes, my dear. I think on the day that
you ascend, I will marry Sarah Ingram !"
"What! that good-for-nothing, silly, empty-headed
old maid,the mother of my children!
What!"
"Well, my .dear,' it seems to be the tost I
can do f I don't want to leave my business to
so a courting, and she will have me, i Know.
'No doubt ! Oh ! you great brutal, hate
ful
"Stop, my dear, don't By into a fury ! We
will try to spend our last week in happiness.
Oh, by the way,l have a proposition to make."
"Go on, sir ! Don't spare me 1"
"Ah, yes, that is the very thing I wf to
do. I know yoni mind is entirely engrossed
with your ascension, and I wish to spare you
the care of the house. Suppose you invite
Sarah here to-morrow, to spend a week !"
"What 7"
"Then I can arrange our matrimonial prepa
rations in the evening, while yon are at the
lecture."
"What?"
"And you can leave the house in her charge
all day. That will give you plenty of time to
go out, and she can learn the ways about in
the house."
"Wrhat?"
"And, my dear, one little favor. It may be
the last 1 shall ever ask. Stay at home one or
two days, won't you, and show her round,
where you keep things, and so on, so that she
won't have any tronble in keeping order after
yon go. You will do this to oblidge me,
won't you 7"
Mrs. Peters, for answer, rolled up the as-ce-nsion
robe into a ball and fired it at Joe.
The cotton, scissors, work-basket, and table
cloth followed this missile in such rapid succes
sion, that he was unable even to fly. Then
Maria's rage found vent in words.
"So ! You and Sarah ! That's the reason
you whistled when 3'ou came in ! You will be
very glad to have me go and marry her, won't
you? No doubt of it ! But you shant mar
ry her,sir! You shan't have that gratification !
I will stay, if it is only to spite you ! I won't
go ! I tell you, Mr. Peters, I won't go !"
"But, my dear, you must go if you are come
for!"
"I won't go !"
"But consider, my dear !"
"1 won't go !"
"But what will Sarah think ?"
"Sarah! Don't dare fo fnention Sarah to
mc again ! I I oh ! I am fairly choaking!"
ami the little woman threw herself into a
chair, in a fit of hysterics.
Next moruing, Mr. Peters met Fred in the
street.
"Well old boy, how goest ?'
"Fred," w:-s the reply, "I am the hap
piest man in the world! I have regained my
wife awd domestic peace, and got rid of a
busy, tattling old maid, who under pretence of
loving my wife was everlastingly interfering
in all our household arrangements."
','ThenMrs. Peters h ill not ascend 7"
"No. If Sarah is to be my second wife,
and step-mother to my children, Mrs. P. has
concluded that s-he won't go!"
The World. "This is a strange world,"
said John Randolph, in one of his wild strag
gling speeches made in the United States Sen
ate chamber. And It is indeed a strange
world ! As we look around upon our fellow
men, we often wonder for what earthly pur
pose a very large majority of them "live,
move, and have their being." A numerous
minority at least (did we dare to question the
unerring wisdom of God) were created, appa
rently, for no good end. Every word that they
utter, every deed that they do, and. If we can
judge by analogy, every thought that passes
through their minds, is fraught with evil.
They seemingly open their lips but to whisper
the dark calumny that will blight their neigh
bor's character and destroy his peace, or to
break forth in the most appalling profanity and
disgusting obscenity. They raise their hands
but to spoil the weak and unprotected of their
coveted wealth, or to sheathe the knife in the
breast of the victim of their hate or cupidity.
Black, indeed, must be their hearts, and dark
their thoughts and they, themselves, stand a
foul stain upon the face of creation.
There is another large class of human be
ings who, though not guilty of any openly vi
cious acts, yet are not positively virtuous.
There are hundreds around us who are mem
bers of that class those who are negatively
virtuous: men that seem to glean their code
of morals from the statute-book, and take Pa
ley and a certain sect "to ascertain bow near
they may go to the border line of villain with
out overstepping it." They arc guilty- of no
wanton violations of others' rights no daring
cheateries of trade no open outraging of
morals. Yet, in the three score and ten years
they spend upon the earth, they are never
known to stretch forth their hand to relieve
the necessities of the wretched children of
penury never once to step aside from the
path of money-getting toil, to bind up the
broken heart, and pour the balm of consolation
into the wounded spirit never once to give
up the gold that overflows their coffers, to ad
vance any work of public improvement or pub
lic benevolence, and thus gain for themselves
a name as benefactors of their fellow men.
Selfishness is their governing passion they
live for self in truth, they worship self.
There is still another class that enrolls in
its ranks thousands and tens of thousands
of both sexes. They are the butterfly vota
ries of fashion and pleasure, that seemingly
exist but in the festive hall, and amid the
glittering throng who appear to think that
the dress, and equipage, and frivolity of the
fashionable world, is the great and only im
portant business of this life, and the only
school in which an intelligent being is trained
for the life to come.
. The eccentric, j'et eloquent and talented or
ator of Roanoke never uttered a plainer truth,
or one of which we have stronger and more
frequent proof, than when he declared the
world in which we live to be a strange one.
The drought in Maine is very severe. In
many towns the wells are nearly dried up.
Brooks that were never known to be dry, are
now entirely dry. Fires are raging in the
woods, which makes it very smoky ; the at
mosphere is quite thick with smoke in many
of the towns in Washington county. Vessels
that arrive from sea report very thick smoke
along the coast. At two. miles distance from
land, the smoke is thick as sea fog. The
rivers are very low ; no sawing lumber until
fall rains.
The Newburyport Herald says that Among
those trees whose ages have been ascertained,
the elm has been known to live more than 350
years ; the chestnut, 6U0 ; the cedar, 800 ; the
oak, from 1000 to 1500; and some of the
woods of the tropics, for 3000, 4000, and 5000
years. '. ...
David Prussia, recently tried for poisoning
his wife in Crawford county, Pa., has been ac
quitted. Death was caused by poison, but the
jury could not decide that he administered it.
THE LADIE3 AND NATURALIZATION.
Harpers' Monthly for September contains an
article, under the head of the "Editor's Easy
Chair," on Gen. Cass' Leclerc and Hofer let
ters, which it cuts up completely, and then
relates the following
- The Easy Chair knows that ladies eschew
politics, but he can not help thinking that they
will hare a certain Interest in the conversation
ho has just recorded held by the sea at New
port. Because who knows what is in store 7
There was Miss Bel. Jodd not a gayer girl
on all the American sea-coast in the month of
July. What on earth, said she, can men find
to talk about politics 7 Always politics and
wine! Who shall be President, and how old
the bottle is! Men, said Miss Bel. Jodd, are
the most trifling and light-tongued of human
beings ! It is now not two weeks since It came
out that Miss Bel. Jodd is engaged to young
Gruyere Lager. Sly fellow ! he was always
slipping out from those political and vinous
debates and agreeing with Miss Bel. Jodd ;
driving her in the dust ; riding with her in the
dust; walking with her in the duet ; doing ev
ery thing, in fact, as 'every thing is done at
Newport, in the dust. Scarce was she engag
ed, the wedding day appointed, the bridal
tour in golden September to the banks of the
Rhine, to the Hartz, to the Danube, to all de
lightful spots in dear Vaterland, arranged, than
young Lager comes to her with a dismal face.
"Schatz," he says.
"What do you mean ?" says she.
"My sweetest Liebchen!" he cxclaims,with
clasped hands and a look of agony.
"What ts your leebshen J" she asks in con
sternation,thinking it was some precious thing
he had lost.
"My dearest Bel."
"Ah! now I understand. We'd."
"Oh dear me! 'ist so schwer !" he said a
gain, with such an air that Miss Jodd entreat
ed him to compose himself.
"Oh my Gruyere, restrain yourself! Ate
your horses lame ?"
He shook his head negatively.
"Is the wjagon broken ?"
He shook No again.
"Have you got to go into mourning for any
body 7"
No.
'Have you spent all your money ?"
No, shook the w retched young man.
"You haven't lost my diamond engagement
ring?" .
No.
"Oh! well then," said Miss Jodd, with a
relieved aspect, "it can't be any thing very
serious ;" and she grew calm again, for she
had been really distressed for a moment, think
ing that the horses had fallen lame, or that
some other catastrophe had happened.
"We can't go !" said Gruyere Lager,bitterly.
"What!" shrieked Miss'Bel.
"We can't take that European trip !" shou
ted Mr. Lager.
'Then I won't be married!" said she, sul
lenly. "O well !" said he, sadly.
At last it occurred to Miss Bel. Jodd, who
is a lady of great intelligence, to ask why.
Then Mr. Lager replied :
"Because 1 am a Prussian."
"Fiddle, diddle ; you are naturalized."
"It makes no difference. Here is General
Cass's letter."
And so saying, Gruyere Lager put a copy
of that document into her hands.
"Pooh!" said Miss Jodd, who is a lady of
great energy, "if General Cass says that, Gen
eral Cass is an ." .
She said something which sounded as the
General's name might if you didn't C it.
But it was all in vain. There was, there is,
the letter. Grnycre Lager pleads in vain for
matrimony. He proposes going to Nova Sco
tia, and quote's Mr. Cozzens's charming "A
cadia" he proposes the Havana, and quotes
Mr. Dana he quotes man- places, and quotes
Bayard Taylor. The obdurate Miss Bel. Jodd
shakes her head at all. The obdurate Miss
Jodd, who has grown immensely political with
in a few days, and no longer laughs at gentle
men who talk politics, but, on the contrary,
has teased Mr. Gunnybags to tell her what the
Easy Chair was saying to him upon the rocks,
has, as she says, communicated her ultimatum
to Mr. GruyTe Lager. It was, in fact, only
last evening that she said :
"My dear Gruyere, I agreed to marry yon
undtr certain impliedyionditions. Item, a pair
of horses. Item, diamond solitaires. Item, &
new ring at least every two months. Item, two
months at Newport every summer. Item, two
thousand a year for my wardrobe, exclusive of
jewelry and othtr gifts from yon. Item, and
to begin with, a trip to Europe, and to go while
there where I please. If you will conform to
these conditions, I will marry yon even before
Dr. Taylor returns to town. I don't caie if
we have a morning wedding at old Trinity
here in Newport, and a breakfast afterward at
Selina Gunnybag's. - Bring me, my dear Gru
yere, the certificate of passage; swear that
you are dealing honestly ; and your fond Bel.
is yours forever."
That is the celebrated Jodd ultimatum,
w hich is now the gossip of the selccter circles
of the nobility and fashion. Miss Jodd's ac
tion is of course painful very painful ; but
what can she do 7 General Cass has deliber
ately thwarted her inteution of conferring nup
tial happiness upon Gruyere Lager. Until the
Secretary withdraws his letter the young gen
tleman's happiness must remain thwarted.
And what a situation his is ! It is now well
understood why he has suddenly become so
indifferent to the set of his trowsers, and why
he has even been seen in the evening in a
frock coat ! Such reckless despair excites the
liveliest sympathy, and it was mentioned, as
an added instance of the extremity of his con
dition, tint he had thrown a 2 -J bit upon the
table at W tson's, and saw it swept away
without a shudder. It was ev?n said but it
was evidently a wild rumor, serving only to
show the excitement in.regard to the matter
that he had worn the same morning tie twice.
The thing is clearly impossible, but his situa
tion is sad enough without that.
This is the way, ladies, in which you, who
sneer at politics and wish men wouldn't be al
ways gossiping about them, may be directly
affected by them in this way even the Secre
tary of State may become of interest to you.
and his letters be read by you. Innocent Sec
retary ! How little he dreamed, when tossing
off that easy-going epistle to Mr. Hofer, that he
was keeping young Gruyere Lager a bachelor !
We are all interested, ladies. Down with the
Hofer letter ! Who's for a direct appeal to
the President a man with a heart lor the la
dies T Henceforth do not plead that it i3 none
of your aflairs. Think . how many American
wives might be widowed, Aniericon children
orphaned, and American homes desolated, it"
Gen. Cass's naughty doctrine should prevail.
Digestibility op DiFrEREST Kisns of FLtst
The flesh of young animals is tenderer than
that of adults ; and tenderness is one quality
which favors digestibility. Nevertheless we
shall err if fixing our attention on this ono
quality, we assume that the flesh of young an
imals is always more digestible than that of a
dults ; we shall find veal to be less so than
beef, and chickens less so than beef. The rea
son given for the first of these exceptions is,
that veal has less of the peculiar aroma devel
oped in cooking ; the reason given for the sec
ond, that the texture of chicken is closer thart
that of beef, and being closer is less readily
acted on by thegastric juice- Every one knows
that veal is uot very digestible, and is always
shunned by the dystcptic. On the other hand,
in spite of chicken being less digestible than
beef, it is more suitable for a delicate stomach,
and will be assimilated when beef or other
meat would not remain in the stomach an ex
ample which shows us that even the rule of
nutritive value, being determined in a great
measnre by digestibility, is not absolute, and'
which further shows how cautious wo should
be in relying upon general rules in cases so
complex. The age of animals is very impor
tant. Thus the flesh of the kid is very agree
able; but as the kid approaches the adult pe-
riod there is so pronounced an odor developed
from the hiric acid in its fat that the flesh be
comes uneatable. Whereas the ox and cow,
fattened for two years after reaching full
growth, have acquired the perfection of their
aroma and flavor. The difference between
lamb and mutton is not very marked, especi
ally in their fa.tthat of mutton containing more
tatty acid, and being to many stomachs quite
intolerable. Lewc'sPhysiology af Common Life.
Any one who has lived in Cincinnati (writes,
Brads) for ten or fifteen years, will remember
E., the tailor, one or the oldest and best of
his craft, as well as one of the.jolliest, always
as ready to take a joke as to give one. It
used to be considered the "fair thing" among
a "select party" to send persons to his storo
for articles at variance with what usually con
stitutes the stock in trade of members of his
profession. It so happened one day, as ow
of the "party" above mentioned was descend
ing the steps of the Burnett House, he encoun
tered a specimen of Kentucky, who inquired
of him w here he could purchase a jowsharp.
Of course he was directed to E.'s store, as tho
establishment where they kept the largest asi
sortmcnt at the most reasonable prices. Our
friend proceeded at once to the place indica
ted, and fonnd E. (who, by the way, was
troubled with an impediment of speech), wait
ing on a customer, and, after stating his wants,
was politely requested to "w-.wait a few mo
ments." After despatching.his business with
the aforesaid customer.he gravely approached.
Kentucky with a pair of gloce stretchers, and
observed in a very mild tone, "W-we shall
h-haveto t-t-take your mum-mum-rceasure,"-whereupon
he inserted the stretcher into his
month? spreading open his countenance to tho
full extent of the "stretch," and- with a face
indicating the utmost seriousness, remarked
to the astonished Keutnckian, "Y-young man,
w-'xe hacen't ger-gcr-got any of y-yovr s-s-size.''
The Great Revival. The extensive reli
gious awakening in Ireland, greater than here
tofore in that country, is extending to Scotland
and Wales. It has reached the colliers of Staf
fordshire, and in one place it is estimated
that there are five hundred converts. From
among their own number, a collier has .been
raised up who daily preaches the Word with
great power. In many of the coal-pits daily
prayer meetings and Bible reading are held.
In South Wales, so extraordinary is the revi
val interest, that all the churches and chapels
arc crowded on week days as well as Sundays.
Prayer meetings in churches5in school rooms,
in work shops, and even in fields, are held
morning and evening. In one town eight pub
lic houses have been closed since the vfork
began. It is now spreading into North Wales.
A clergyman of the Established Church writes:
"There is no cnthusiasm,but a deep, profonrrd
and awfully solemn impression." In some
districts, notorious for blasphemy, an oath i.s
now never heard, and druakards in thousands
iiave become total abstainers. It is estimated
that in two counties orJy, 9,000 persons, with
in the last five months, have been converted.
Rope-walking like whooping cough, is catch
ing. Two boys at Rockport, New York, havo
learned to do it over the canal at that place,
and propose now to walk over Black river, at
Watertown, Jefferson county, New York,
where it runs through a frightful chasm. This
is You ng America . all over. No Frenchman
can introduce anything here as the str.dy of a
lifetime, but some Yankee boy can compete
with him successfully in sixty days.
An old darkey was endeavoring to explain
his condition. "You see," remarked Sambo,
"it is in dis way, as far as I 'member. Fust
my ladder died, and den my rnudder married
agin, and den my mudder died, and my (adder
married agin ; and somehow I doesn't seem to
hab no parents at all, .nor no home, nornuffin.
"There are some members of a commnnity,'
said the sagacious and witty Thomas Bradbu
ry, "that arc like a crumb in the throat; if
they go the right u-ay, tbey afford but little
nourishment; .but Af -they happen to go the
wrong tray, they give a great deal of trouble."
The best definition .we ever heard of "bear
ing false w itness against your neighbor," was
given by a little. girl.in school. She said "it
was when nobody did nothing, and soniebodv
went and told it." "
A pragmatical young fellow sitting at a ta
ble opposite the learned John Scott, asked
him what diflerencc there was between Scott
and sot. "Just the breadth of the table."
Never bold any one by the button or tho
hand, m order to be heard out ; for if peopio
are unwilling to hear you, you had better hold
your tonguu than them Chesterfield.
"Figgers vont lie, vill they ? muttered a
seedy genius, holding on to a Iarp post.
"V ell, 'praps they vont ; but 1'i.e a figger vot
vont stand, anyhow.".
If we can't bear, it ain't for the lack of ears
a the ass said to the corn field.- .