: JI S B. ROW. CLEARFIELD, PA., WEDNESDAY, APRIL i8, 1800. VOL. Q.-NO. U. PICTUEES IN THE COALS. ! Sitting by my pleasant firelight, In the dark and dull December, '.. Making pictures in the ashes Of a slowly dying ember Lo ! from out the ashes rising, Touched as by the sunset gleams, If the Tillage of my childhood, That I ever see in dreams. -' There, between the rows of maple. If the broad and grass-grown street; There, behind the shadowing branches, Stand the houses, plain and neat. There, beneath vine-covered porches. Are forms tht never more will come, Tor those hearts have ceased their beating, And those lips are cold and dumb. But upon the sonny hill-side, Where the village church does stand, The shadow of the spire is pointing As the finger of a guiding hand . Wandering ever in the grave-yard, From morning red till set of sun, - Fointing where we. too, shall slumber When our little life is done. Yonder is the dim, blue mountain ; j There, upon the plain below, t Stands the farm-house, with its windows Blazing in the sunset glow. A mist now rising from the Talley Ebuts the blue-stream from my sight, But I know upon the surface Float the water-lilies white. Tonder are the clover meadows, " Where the twinkling air is seen ; There my happy little schoolmates, Playing on the villnge green ! Forever children still I love them Tears are filling fast my eyes The burning ember now has fallen ; My village in the ashes lies. O, in Tain we're ever striving After things beyond our reach, Little heeding all the lessons Life's most simple things may teach ; Little thinking what rare pleasures pimple joys may bring our souls Even fading, dying embers Even pictures in tho coals. THE FOREST MAIDEN. BY MRS. D. ELLEN GOODMAN. It waa a low-roofed, bumble log house in the heart of a western wilderness. At its rnde doorway stood two beings gazing ont upon the wild but magnificent scenery tho proud gi ant trees, with their tall branches rising to ward the blue skies ; their glossy leaves tremb ling in the summer breeze, and forming a cur tain through which the bright sunbeams pour ed over the rich sward at their feet the wild flowers peeping out from the dark shadows of their hngo trunks, and the scarcely trodden footpaths winding over the velvet turf from the narrow clearing about the cottage. . A low, .thrilling carol, from a fluttering bird, now and then broke the stillness, and far away down the shady ravine was faintly heard the soft mur mur of & rippling stream. ' . The eyes of the young maiden at the door wandered delightedly over the qniot scene, and there was a light in their blue depths, and a dimpling smile about the rosy mouth which gave an indescribable charm to her sweet face. One little hand clasped the strings of the atraw bonnet which hurg by her side and the other was raised to her white forehead, half shading the laughing orbs beneath it from the bright sunlight, while tho whispering winds lightly touched her pure neck, lifting the wa ging brown tresses Irom her shoulders. She was very young and very beautiful, and every glance of her bright eyes told that her soul was full of love and purity. The lady by her ?lde was many years her senior, and there was the slightest shade of care upon her smooth brow, and a subdued and patient look upon her mild face, which told that her life had not been without its changes and trials. The glance which she cast upon the young girl was full of tenderness and maternal affection ; and when she looked into the deepening shadows of the surrounding forest, or up to the azure kies, the soft light of her dark eyes told of fiopo and contentment, if not of enthusiasm. All at once the little hand dropped from the forehead, and a low ringing laugh came from tho lips of the young girl. They are coming, mother ! See, there is father holding Anna and little Eddy upon my black pony, and Oscar in the rear mounted upon old Charley! Oh, we shall have such a bice rid a through these old roads,and down by the bank of the quiet river." And with a joyous bound she darted forward to meet the approaching band,the merry voices of the delighted II tie ones mingling with her joyous shouts. "Oh, sister Esther !" cried little Anna, "wo have had such a grand time ; Eddy and I riding around throiigh tho forest, with father to lead jour dear little pony j and he is so clever, and steps so carefully over the green sward and pretty flowers. Oh, I wish we had not got borne this whole hour vet !" But the chubby pratler was lifted from her coveted seat, and stood dancing at the feet of her mother, whilo the baby boy clapped his lny hand, and sent out his infant carol from the arms of hia smiling sire. Esther had tied her straw bonnet over her curls, and sprang gracefully to the hack of her favorite ; and now he pawed the turf impatiently, and shook his glossy mane, as if quite eonsclous of the lovely weight he bore, and longing to dart away down the mossy path, and through, the dim shades. Her brother, a tall, noble looking youth of twe.n.ty, soon smilingly joined the company, .and alter kissing her gloved hand to the dear group, they gajloped away down the foot-path, and were lost to .view. After riding a mile or two beneath the drooping boughs of the old trees, they suddenly came to the steep bank of .rver ot considerable size, and turning to the right, had a full view of the open country n'jny tnile8 around No obstruction was .offered to their progress, and they rode gaylv ,on over a surface of downy moss and yielding sward, besprinkled with wild flowers of every hue and variety. Far to the left on the oppo site shore, the forest was deep and unbroken, nd a steep grassy declivity which rose from the river's pure waters was now aud then bro ken by a chain of massive rocks extending far out into the stream, and losing their dark toDS amlt u 1 i i -"u mi: Buruuuerv ana srreaimr hvrka The cheeks of Esther Dunham gloved, and v. . . . IU Bright smiles deepened the dimple ihrmt ho. mail mouth, while her brother's eloquent dark yes beamed with inicnser light as they rode JL ' the mu,ical tone of one blending with the deep, mellow voice of the other in "r" ! conversation. At last the horses slack ed their pace, walking almost noiselessly a ""g over the flowry gronnd, as if, like their mrs, subdued to pleasant thought by nr- ronnding influences Just as they came to a clump of trees, which bent over the stream and threw their dark shadow far out Into the sleeping waters, a low, warbling murmur, not exactly like the carol of a bird, but quite as sweet and full of melody, fell on their ears; and instantly checking the tired horses, they bent brethlessly over their saddles, and peer ed down through the thick leaves, for the sound seemed to proceed from their midst. A low, faint cry of wonder half burst from Esther's lips, btt her brother's hand smother ed the sound, while he pushed his way nearer to the edge of the bank that ho might have a more distinct view of the strange, wild crea ture thus thrust upon their vision. She had grasped with one small, brown hand a pliant branch of one. of the trees that overhung the dark waters, and swung herself from the slight foothold beneath, while with the other reach ing far up amid the clustering vines that wound themselves around every limb, she was trying to grasp a bunch of purple grapes which swung to and fro, constantly eluding the clasp of her slender fingers. Her large, wild, brown eyes, with their thick silken lashes, were fixed eagerly upon the capricious treasure, and her full, red lips halt opened in their impatience, while the long, jetty ringlets of her hair in their lavish abundance fell, back from her dark, high forehead, and hnng trembling over the deep waters. The same exquisite music now came again from her full heart, for the ex treme peril of her situation seemed unable to restrain its outgushings of gladness; and the golden bird which had just lighted upon a bough above her head seemed to hesitate be fore pluming its wings for flight. She was strangely beautiful, and as she bung there with only that frail line for a support, and the notes of joy upon her lip, Oscar Dun ham and his sister turned pale with terror. She had just reached the purple fruit and torn the rich cluster from its vine, when the bend ed bough broke with a sudden crash, and with one faint cry the daring girl sank beneath the dark surface below. She rose again almost in stantly, and the next moment the strong arms of the bold youth had borne her up to the grassy bank, where he gently laid her with her head in Esther's lap. The little hand still grasped the luscious fruit, but the bright drops dripped from the stem, and the smile had hardly left the pale lip and cheek. Oscar bent anxiously over tho marble face, and rubbed the cold hands with hia trembling fingers, while Esther kissed the lovely brow and put back the wet hair, calling on her to awake. At last a faint color came to the lips, the long lashes trembled upon the check, and then the brown eyes looked up with a bewildered gaze ; but when they fell upon the eloquent pale face of the stranger youth, she sprang to her feet, while a crimson glow flushed the cheek and brow, and a cry of fear trembled on her tongue. It was only momentary ; for when she turned her eyes to the beautiful face of Esther Dun ham, a smile full of satisfaction and loveliness broke over her features, and she knelt down by her side, clasping her hands in both hers, and gazed fondly into her face. "Was it you who took me from thoso dark waters ?" she asked ; "was it you who saved the Young Fawn to her mother's arms 7" "Not me, dear one, but he, my brother," re plied the smiling girl. "We were passing this way and saw your danger. It was Oscar who brought you to my arms.'' "Then he has my gratitude, and I know my dear mother would bless him, for I am her all," and she extended her hand timidly to the admiring youth, blushing and hanging her head in embarrassment. It was then quickly withdrawn. "I know I was careless," she continued, turning to Esther; "but I wanted the grapes I so much, and besides I have often gathered them in the same way before without injury or accident. But I shall be more wise in future, for my mother's sake as well as my own." "And where do you live ?" asked her lis tener, looking about her; "I see no signs of cultivation, no house anywhere in this region." "Oh, no, you cannot see it here." replied the smiling girl, "we livo in the dim, deep forest, yonder over the stream, and our cottage is just behind that ledge of rocks. Mother and I dwell in those woods alone ; but we are very happy at least I am, only sometimes when I hear my mother sigh or see a tear in her eye. She is very good, and I love her very much. I wish you could see her, you would "love her too." "And is your father dead ?" Inquired Es ther, gazing delightedly over her animated face, and still holding the little hand which had been given her. "Oh, yes. My lather was a great chief a mighty king of a powerful tribe ; but he was long ago slain in battle, and since then my mother and I have lived alone, though she of ten sighs for the dear friends of her childhood, who she says are iar away, or perhaps dwell in the spirit land." A look of sadness crossed the eloquent young face, and she brushed a tear from her cheek ; bot it was quickly followed by a smile as she added, "My father used to call me the Young Fawn, but mother prefers the name of Nora, because she says it has been in ber heart from childhood, though she cannot remember from whence it came." "Nora 1" whispered Esther to her brother, "our mother's name." "If it were not asking too much of yon," continued the Young Fawn, "I would take you to our humble home and show you this sweet mother of mine. She is fair as you, for I tak not this dark brow and these jetty tres ses from ber." "We will go," said Oscar, quickly. "It will not take long, and we can tie our hprses to one of the trees. The sun is still high in the heavens, and if we should be ont after night fall, we shall have the full moon to gnide us on our way." The horses were accordingly fastened to a tree near by, and left to nibble the fresh grass, while the dark maiden and her companions proceeded to the little skiff which was moored beneath the bank, and were soon floating over the smooth surface of the stream. They land ed just where a huge dark rock threw its shad. ow over the rich velvety turf, which stretched back from the river's brink, and stepping forth from the fairy bark, the graceful girl bounded around the projecting cliff, followed by the young strangers. The scene waa lovely, as they emerged from the heavy shade and look' ed around. Giant trees that bad for centuries pointed with their intertwining boughs to Heaven, threw t-heir clustering foliage protec ting ly over the waving crass and nestling flowrets; and strange beautiful .birds, with golden wng and lute-like voices,' wer a-every- where looking out from the thick leaves, while away through the brown trunks, its humble root bending beneath the weight of axlamber ing woodbine, peeped forth the solitary cabin wi me xoung rawn. A winding footpath with its soft and down in a little shady glen near by came sparkling and dimpling the pure limpid waters vi a iiny rivulet, creeping like a beam of sil ver light through the fragrant blossoms which covered its mossy banks. "Dear mother!" cried the maiden, as she bounded through the open door, and threw ner arms about the bending neck of a pale, in teresting looking woman, who had arisen from ner seat at the first sound of her foot "dear mother, I am here though sadly wet, and here are some friends who saved me from drowning; for I carelessly climbed on the tree for a bunch of grapes, and fell into the dark waters. This young gentleman generously brought me to shore, and his sweet sister kissed me back to life, , for I believe I was insensible till her soft breath passed over my cheek, and I tho't ner gentle voice, as she called on me to awake, was the whisper of the kind angels who you say watch over us.". . And she drew the smiling Esther , towards her trembling mother, looking from the pale, anxious iace oi me one into the tender eyes of the other till her heart gushed out in grati tude, and she laughed that soft, musical laugh again till the shade passed from the white brow of her parent, and her usual calmness re turned. She bowed gracefully to the manly youth and returned his f riendly grasp, and pas sing her arm kindly about the waist of Esther, drew her to her bosom, and looked with a sad earnest look into her fair face, put back the brown hair from her checks and kissed the pure forehead. Her. voice trembled slightly as she spoke, but it was low and musical. "You are welcome, sweet girl, to our hum ble home, and I feel I never can repay you and your noble brother for the kindness you have 6hown us. If the gratitude of afuJl heart anonls yon any compensation, it is yours. No ra is all I have to love.and if she were to leave me lite would be cheerless indeed." , Tears sparkled in her sad, blue eye, and she looked upon the beautiful child who approach ed them from the little bed-rodm, where she nan exenangea ner arippmg garments for dry ones in a twinkling. A slight blush stole over her face whenever she chanced to meet the dark eyes of Oscar Dunham, and a strange thrill passed through her frame when his mel low voice sounded in her ear; but to Esther she clung with extravagant fondness, twined me sou, crown ringlets about ber slender fin gers, and kissed the little white bands. She told her of the pleasant haunts about her wild- wood home, of her daily sails upon the river, and her occasional walks to the distant settle ment. And in return Esther told her of the dear, bright home she had lately lett, of the many friends she had bidden adieu, and how with her dear father and mother, her brother ana little sister, she dwelt in the bosom of the forest but a few miles distant. The wild crea ture clapped her hands for joy and danced a- pout mo little room till the voices of her vis. itors mingled with her own merry laugh, and a smile of gladness dimpled the pale cheek of ner pensive mother, she was rejoiced that a companion so gentle and kind had been found for her idol child; for since her young heart nrst mrooueu witn its gushing tenderness, she had had none but her mother to love, though her yearning pure spirit went out toward all that was bright and glad in nature. The birds were ber friends and she had lis tened hours together to their merry carols till her own tones had caught the echo and she sang as gaily as they. She loved too to lis. ten to the rustling of the forest leaves when the evening winds whispered among them and they breathed forth their pensive sounds ; and then a strange sadness would creep into her spirit, and she would gaze with her large, ear nest eyes up into the starry heavens and won der why the sparkling tiny gems could be scat tered so lavishly (over the blue expanse. It was at such times that the low tones of her gentle mother had fallen soothingly upon her heart as she told of the spirit land and of the angel guardians who hover about the pathway of mortals to guide them in the way to Heaven. An hour had passed by. The strangers had partaken of the simple meal spread by the hands of their new friends, and the sun was neanng the distant horizon ; but still tbey lin gered. The wild .light of Nora's dark eyes had softened to an expression of calm and tran quil enjoyment, and her voice was low and tremulous; but a deeper feeling seemed to pervade the bosom .of her gentle mother. Strange, pleasant thoughts had taken posses sion of her soul ; and as she gazed into the sweet face of Esther Dunham and listened to her voice, the dreams of early childhood seem ed haunting her again, and a dim, shadowy, picturo of happiness and misery flitted before her. She had said but little, and her eyes rarely left the fascinating face of her visitor; sometimes, when her low, mellow laugh min gled with the glad strains from Nora's full bosom, she would start to her feet and look a. bout her; then a rush of tumultuous emotions almost stilled the heavy beating of her heart, and she would bury her face in her bands and try to collect the dim fancies which wandered through her. brain, and join the broken chain of memory. It was evening and the sun was quite down, though" his golden light flooded the deep re cesses of the surrounding forest, when Oscar Dunham arose and turned from the soft glance of Nora's eyes. He walked to the door, look ed a monfhnt abroad, then returning, said re. lnctantly, ."Come, Esther, we must start, for it will be very late before we reach home, and mother will be so anxious. You know she is always thinking of lurking red men, and fears that you may yet be taken captive.'? "Yes, brother," replied the lair girl, turn ing from the entwining arms of her friend ; "but you know the reason of mother's anxiety on that ground. She can never forget the dear little sister they tore from her side long ago, but I am sure we need not fear now, and I do want to stay longer with Nora." None noticed the deathly pallor that over spread the features of the silent woman ; for the dimness of twilight was in the little room; but when a stifled sob broke from her bosom as she grasped Esther's arm and bent wildly over her, they all looked up in wonder. Nora screamed in terror, and clung about her form but she heoded her not. The white lips at first moved without a sound, and the eyes glanced wildly into the face of the terri fied girl ; bat the unearthly expression passed away, a beautiful smile beamed forth in its atead, and she whispered,, as she bent her head down to the shoulder of the sweet child and pot her arms about ber : v "Did yon say the Indians tore hear away that the young sister of yonr blessed mother was borne from her side a captive ? I have been dreaming ever since I looked upon your aear. iace aye, for many long years I have dreamed and slumbered on ; but I am awake now, I see it all remember all. We were down in that charming valley at play she had twined a wreath of wild roses amid the curls of my hair, and as she left me to go around by me snore of the running stream for a white lily, they came and took me away." u-1 "You!" exclaimed Oscar and Esther, at a breath ; "Yoa ! and are you indeed the dear sister or our mother T and is Nora our own cousin ? Oh, how glad, how happy !" It was indeed a happy moment. Tears were in the eyes of all, and Nora sobbed like an infant upon her mother's bosom. The glad woman sat down in the rude door way and brushed the moisture from her smiling eyes ; and as the little group gathered about her and raised their happy faces to ber's, and the heart of each seemed too full , for utterance, she bowed her head again to her hands, and the big, bright drops fresh , from .her spirit's shrine, trickled through them, while ber whole frame shook with the .weight of pleaaant and bitter thoughts that came gushing up from memory's disturbed fountain. She found words at last to tell them all bow she dwelt from the time of ber .captivity be neath the roof of the great chief ; how be loved her as his own child and how the young chief smiled upon her. She told them of the bitter tears she shed when thinking of the dear friends she tad left, of her sleepless nights and cheerless days, and how, as years rolled on,sbe learned to love the old chiet',who was ever kind and good', and to regard the young prince as a brother. Then she spoke of her unwilling marriage, and told how tears had drenched her bridal garb, how they bore ber insensible from ber husband's arms, and took the crushed jewels from her hair ; of weeks and months of wretch edncss and pining for her early home, and then of returning calmness alter the last glimmering of hope had died away in her heart. Years rolled on, and her husband, the powerful king of a warlike and bold tribe, was killed in battle, his men taken captives, and their vast possessions fell into the hands of the white men ; but the Young Fawn her darling Nora bad never been molested ; they had lived, in their wild home alone and almost unknown, though she had never ceased to mourn for the friends of early life, nor to re member the low, sweet tones that fell upon her ear, and the gentle loving glance that had so often met ber gaze. . True, .these remem brances bad the shadowy dimness of a half forgotten dream ; but still their light bad ever kbeenwith her.brightening her pathway through life, and filling her. lone heart with sad and delicious emotions. Not till that day when the sweet face of Esther, came up before her had ber fond imaginings taken to themselves a form and distinctness, with the vividness of reality ; but the fond Tones of the dear child and the glance of her deep eyes had touched string in her inmost soul, which vibrated like the chords of a long neglected harp, and sent forth pleasant melody. It was late that evening, when Oscar Dun ham rode up to the door of his father's house, and he was alone. He found anxious, fearful hearts and tearful faces awaiting him,' and when his mother loooked in vain for the form of her durling, a smothered cry escaped her lips ; but ber wild eyes feu upon the smiling, happy face of her son, and wonder and aston ishment kept her silent. It was not long be fore they knew all and were weeping for joy at the grateful intelligence. Morning dawned fair and beautiful, and ere the sun reached its height, the lone widow of the Indian chieftain and her lovely gitl had pressed to their throb bing bosoms the forms of those about whom they had dreamed and communed with painful interest through long years of loneliness and suspense, it was a nappy group mat assem bled that day beneath the low log cabin in that deep wilderness ; and the very birds that lin gered amid the thick leaves of the blossoming honeysuckle seemed oppressed with gladness, for their little throats swelled with the wild strains that mingled with the low voices with in ; and when Anna and 'Edgar clapped their tiny hands, and gazed with their laughing eyes up to the leafy reticat, the sweet song sters only answered their many shouts with a louder and gladder strain, and twittered and tremhled upon their blooming throne. Oscar and Esther, with the happy Nora,walked down to the river's brink, and unmoored the little canoe beneath the great rock, and as they sailed gently over the bright waters and bent their laughing faces to the smooth mirror, they blessed the fate that brought them to gether, and looked with a kind of fondness upon the old tree with its dangling limb,which bad been the instrument of so much fear and pleasure. And Mrs. Dunham and her restored sister they had everything to say, and their hearts mingled lovingly together as they told of their past its joys and its sorrows, and looked fondly to the future with trembling, eager hope. l'' It is many years since these events occur red ; and the great wilderness, with the log house of the dark, bright maiden and her fair mother, have disappeared together i but in the flourishing village which is built upon the spot and on the shore of the river Ohio, near where the cabin stood, is a large, beautiful mansion. Its owner, Mr. Dunham, with his gentle wife and dark eyed cbildren,remembers with pride bis noble grandfather, over whose grave the grass is still fresh and green, and the meek and loving partner, who sleeps sweetly by his side even the Indian chief tain's daughter Nora, the graceful Fawn. A Rich and Pkettt Heiress Elopes Twice. Col. Eaton Bond, a wealthy planter at Den mark, Tenn., sent his daughter to some friends in Mississippi to get ber out of the reach of troublesome suitors. While there she eloped with a Dr. Simmons and was married to him. But on the evening of the wedding she eloped a second time with an old lover named Bloom, and was mysteriously absent for two nights,! wnen she returned and confessed her rault ana was forgiven by her husband. All that re mains is to go home to the old gentleman and get his forgiveness and blessing. "What a fine head your boy has," aaid an admiring friend. "Yea," said the fond fath er, "he's a chip of the old block, ain't yon sonny?" "I guess so daddy, cause -teacher said yesterday I waa a young blockhead." KNIGHTS OF THE GOLDEN CIRCLE. lne organization of the "J., G. U., or Knights of the Golden Circle, is attracting considerable attention, and a variety of ru mors in regard to it are in circulation. We have little doubt that its strength and real im portance are much exaggerated by the descrip tions, which, in many cases, have their origin simply in a desire to excite curiosity and to win for it new recruits. The current reports allege that the K. G. U. number 40,000 men, scattered throughout the Southern States, who are well drilled and capable of furnishing, at short notice, an army twenty thousand strong; and their pecuniary resources are represented as being on a scale proportionate to the nam ber of members. It is said the order was in stituted in Mississippi during the year 1854. Its original design was to cultivate a martial spirit among the voung men of that State, and for a long time the number of its members was quite limited. Within the last year or two its leaders have adopted new plans, and these have given it an impetus by which it has rapidly spread through all the Southern States, but more especially in Tennessee, Mississippi, Louisiana and Texas. .Its object now is to get a foothold in Mexico, crush the Miramon faction by co-operating with the Juarez Gov ernment, and then, as far as possible, Ameri canize the country, make it an outlet for sla very, and prepare it for the establishment of that institution to give to its policy a pro slavery cast, without any aid from the United States Government, and, indeed, in despite of it, on the theory that it is necessarily, as at present constituted, hostile to the extension of the "peculiar institution." From all of which we infer that it is a sort of fill i blistering con cern, though they disclaim the character, and declare that they will march down to the levee and embark in broad daylight, whenever the time tor their departure arrives.. It remains to be seen whether they will have any better success than the ill-fated expedition of Lopez, or the last raid of Y alkcr upon Nicaragua. A California Philosopher. In the town of Sonora, California (according to tbe San Jose Reporter,) resides a venerable philosopher named Dr. . Although he is now about 70 years of age, yet he retains his faculties in full force and vigor, and is as buoyant as a man of 40 years. I or 30 years the doctor practiced physic and surgery in Louisiana.- But having tbe misfortune to lose every member of his family by sickness, thus being left to pass the remnant of his days in loneliness and sorrow, he concluded to quit bis practice and repair to me goicen shores ot the Pacific. He arrived in California shortly after the first gold excite ment, since which time be has devoted his at tcntion to scientific research and philosophi cal renection. llis nnaided labors have resul ted in the collection of the very finest cabinet ot minerals, geological specimens and anti quanan curiosities to be found on this coast. In addition to this he has gathered up a very creditable library of well selected volumes, all of which the citizens are permitted to read free of charge. . In fact tbii man is building up what he calls a "scientific institute," for the sole benefit of the community in which he resides. As he has good health and a compe tency, is temperate, and lives alone or nearly so, his expenses are very light, and even this he manages to defray by his skill in mechan ism. He is not only a ripe scbolar.a practi cal chemist, botanist, mineralogist, geologist, and a prohcient in every branch of science, but he is a finished mechanic. He maufac- tures guns, clocks, watches, steam engines, edge tools and a variety of other things. Re cently the doctor has been engaged in invent ing a machine for the purpose of making bil liard balls of cast steel. The balls are to "be hollow spheres, and are about tho size of the common ivory balls now in use. The balls are first made and nicely turned into the shape of half spheres, and are then soldered or brazed together with gold. The doctor claims for his invention that he can give steel a greater elas ticity than ivory has; that a more perfect sphere can be made of it ; and, above all, that it is a much cheaper material. The machine for turning and fitting the balls is a most in genious contrivance. One of the most, singular wagers we ever heard of, says The Buffalo Courier, was made in Chicago on the day before the municipal election in that city. The bet was between a Water-street merchant and Ned Osborn of the Tremont House, the largest cigar and tobacco dealer in the city, and was to the effect that if Wentworth was not elected, Osborne should have the privilege of kicking the Water-street merchant aforesaid from the Tremont House to Springer street. The day after the election, the merchant, having lost, came to Osborne's store, and presented his person to him for the contemplated kicks, and demanded that Os borne should take the stakes. Osborne had been training hia right leg all the previous day, and had armed his foot' with a heavy cowhide boot, with soles as thick as two clap boards. The merchant started up by tbe Tremont, Osborne delivering a heavy kick as he started, but drew back his foot with a spas modic action and paroxysm of countenance absolutely pitiful. He tried another one, but the loser flinched not, and kept on his way undisturbed by the volley he bad received. The result of this was worse than tbe first, and he fairly curled up on the ground and howled with pain. The merchant stooped and calmly inquired : "Why don't you take the stakes ?" " What have you got in the base ment of your pants ?" cried Ned. "fliilwan- kee bricks," shouted the merchant, "and we arn't within a mile of Springer street yet." Osborne subsided, paid the cbampaigne, and has been wearing a list slipper ever since. Philosophical. "First class in oriental philosophy stand up ; Thibits, what is life ?" Life consists ot money, a horse and a fash- onablewife." "Next: what is death I" "A paymaster who settles everybody's debts and gives .the tombstones as receipts in full of all demands." "What is poverty?" "The re ward of merit genius generally receives from adiscriminating public" "What is religion?" "Doing unto others as yon please, without al- owmg a return of the compliment..", "What is fame?" . "A six line puff in a newspaper while yon are living, and your fortune among your. enemies when yon are dead." "Speaking of shaving," said a pretty girl to an obdurate old bachelor, "I should think that a pair of handsome eyes would be the best mirror to shave by." "Yes, many a poor fellow has been thated by them," the wretch replied. " - A FEBPLEXED BE1DEGE00M. Some days since a Tery rustic and inartistic couple, residents of Kentucky, near the Ten nessee line, concluded marriage to be their destiny, and with this idea came to the West ern Athens, desirous of sacrificing themselves to Hymen at the earliest opportunity. In due time the pair arrived in Cincinnati, and repairing to the Spencer House, informed clerk Andrew Blum that they were extremely intent on perpetrating matrimony, and that nothing could thwart their purpose. Mr.Blum, so far from wishing to prevent tbeir amiable immolation, made every effort to facilitate their design, and so well did he succeed that in less than an hour James and Jemitne'jwere wedded as firmly as lay in the capacity of a clergyman to bind them. The clerk, after tbe ceremony had been per formed, believing that all new-married people ought to be as well accommodated as possible, gave them a parlor and bedroom on the third floor, and bade them "good evening" about ten o'clock, not neglecting to wish them every possible bliss. The twain meekly followed the servant to the rooms, and were left alone there for the night ; the clerk thinking no more of them un- ' til about two o'clock; when, sitting dozing in any easy chair behind the counter in the of fice, he was aroused by a voice saying : "Look here, Mr. Clerk, oh, Mr. Clerk, I'd like to speak to you jist a minnit, do now." Mr. Blum opened his eyes, and beheld hia : rustic friend, hatless and coatless, with a flush- , ed face and disheveled hair, and such general ly disarranged attire as indicated tht he had been undergoing some violent exercise. " Well, sir, of what benefit can I be to you ?" "Why, why, I didn't line to trouble you, and I don't know how you fellers does things in this big town , but, but, but " "But what ? my good fiiend," questioned tbe clerk, anxious to free the ruralist from confusion, each moment on the increase. "Why, why, you know we're married Je mime and me." "Ob, yes, and I wish you all manner of good fortune, my fine fellow." "Wall, I 'spose you do; but confound it if I can get the hang of things in this darned place. May be I'm green ; I guess I am sort o that way; but, by jingoes, you do funny things here." "Explain, if you please, my man. What do you wish to say 1" "Well, we don't care, Jemime and me, for a little while ; but to roll round on tbe floor all ' night is d-vilish hard, stranger, I'll swear it is." "Roll round on the floor! what do you mean ?" ' "Well, I s'pose it isn't what you call fashion- , able in a big town ; bnt, by gumbo, where wo come from married people allers go lo bed." 'Haven't you been in bed ?" asked the clerk in great surprise. Why, how the d-1 could we go to bed when there weren't no bed to go to That's what we want the worst sort o' way." ."My good fellow, there's a bed in yonr room. Did you not see it in the chamber in the rear of the parlor?" "Did you give us moro'n one room, stran ger 1 By jingoes, I didn't know it. It's all I want all right, old feller," and so saying he ran up stairs, and before the clerk could ascend to the chamber, the now delighted bridegroom was in bed, and replied to the knock on the door : "All right now ; I've found it Jemime and me's satisfied. We donH want you ; all right, all right. God bless you, old feller. All right fus-rate. God bless you ; good night." silr. Ulum went chuckling down to the office at the idea that the unfortunate ruralist had passed four hours in his parlor without even supposing there was a bed-chamber attached. . Poor fellow; no wonder he was embarrassed and troubled under the circumstances. A Mr. Sanburn who refused to obey the summons of the Harper's Ferry Investiga ting Committee, was arrested in Concord, N. II., by United States officers acting under au thority of the Senate Committee. The arrest caused the greatest excitement. The town ' bells were rung, and a large crowd immedia tely gathered and took Sanburn from the offi cers and retained him until a writ of habeas corpus was obtained from Jndgo Hood, of the Supreme Court. ?Ln unsuccessful attempt was made in the Legislature to employ tho State Attorney General for the defence. San burn was discharged on the hearing of the writ of habeas, corpus, on the ground that the sergeant-at-arms of the United States Senata could not depute bis authority to another. The strongest creature, the lion, and the wisest creature, the serpent, it they be dor mant,' are as easily surprised as tbe weakest worms. So the strongest and wisest saints, if their graces be asleep, if they be only in the habit and not in the exercise, may be as easi ly surprised and vanquished as the weakest christians in all the world; witness David, Solomon, Samson and Peter. Every enemy exults over him that has lost the use of his weapons. Columbus is the name proposed for anew. Territory, to be formed in what is known as Carson Valley, and sometimes called the Great Basin. It is a vast region of Territory, lying partly, in California and Utah. It is stated that it is now inhabited by three thousand whites and one hundred thousand Indians.' The principal town is singularly enough called Genoa. J ; We see by the Pittsburgh papers that a few days since no less than one hundred barrels or pure Cincinnati strychnine whisky were ship ped, post haste, from that city to Pbiladel-, phia, in order to be in time for tbe vessel sail ing for Charleston- The Democracy must be calculating on having a spirited time at their National convention. "Say, Csesar Augustus, why am your legs ike an organ grinder's ?" "Don't know, Mr. Sugarloaf ; why is they?? "'Cause they car ry a monkey about the streets." a crick grazed the head of Mr. Sugarloaf just as hia ears disappeared around the corner. , A schoolmaster asked a fair pupil. "Can you decline a kiss ?" She replied, dropping a.. perplexed courtesy, "Yes, sir, I can, but I. hate too plaguily." - New discoveries of oil are being almost dal made In the oil regions of Western Penn sylvania.' The excitement is increasing. ' T.Wfla Arrrm nf !a!n Vvrtfrlfon fhn TllPnBI. and. little acts of kindness brighten th world, 1 If
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