Raftsman's journal. (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, September 07, 1859, Image 1
- 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.- .