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EBENSBURG, PA., THURSDAY, OCTOBER 12, 1865.
Our life is spent on little things,
In little cares our hearts are drowned ;
We move with heavy laden wings,
In the same narrow round.
We waste on wars and petty strife,
And squander in a thousand ways,
The fire that should have been the Ufa
And power of after days.
We toil to make an outward show,
And only now and then reveal
How far under the currents flow
Of all we think and feel.
Mining in caves of ancient lore,
Unweaving endless webs of thought,
We do what has been done before ;
And so we came to naught.
The spirit longs for wider scope,
And room to let its fountains play,
Ere it has lost its love and hope
Tamed down or worn away.
I wander by the cloister wall,
My fancy fretting to be free,
As, through the twilight, voices call
From mountains and from sea.
Forgive me, if 1 feel oppressed
By custom, lord and all of me;
My foul springs upward, seeking rest,
And ciies for Liberty.
A NEW TUASE OF THE OLD STORY.
We have it on sucli high authority that
"there is nothing new ur.dcr the sun,"
that unless the subject was one on rhich
I had thought a great deal, I shouTT hes
itate to owu rny conviction tbat the say
ing it uot utterly unfounded is only to
be interpreted iu the moat general way.
Indeed, it has been a melaucholy satisfac
tion to me iu very severe trial, to thiuk
that my own case is probably quite with
out a precedent j and though it was at first
an additional thorn that uone, even ot my
most sympathizing lriends, ever listened
to my btory without smiling, yet now 1
can watch their polite attempt to keep
their features straight with a grim satis
faction, lor I read in every curve of the
mouth an additional evideuce that I have
uot grieved as men grieve commonly, and
that my love, like others, iu never running
siuooih, 1ias at !east chosen a ncir etwrstry ,
and led me along a rough road, which
uo one, perhaps, has ever explored before
My grandfather wa? an old fashioned
country tquire, whose firat wife had died
at the birth of her secoud child my
mother. In his old age he took it into
his head to marry a second time; and my
cousin of whom I kucw little mote than
that he had beec put into tho Guards as
heir to the property, and used to snub mc
when he meets us boys took upon hini-
felf to exprcES to decided an opinion on
the whoie affair, that hardly a year after
wards a formal letter which I received in
India, announcing my grandfathers death,
went on to sav that, in virtue of a will
made immediately alter an iuterview with
his elder grandson, I was the owner of
tSurncaux JlaU and all his property; sub
ject only to a few trifling deductions, in
cluding a legacy of JCIO'J for my cou?in,
and a jointure of 500 a year to his youug
widow of twenty-two. Wheu the news
reached me I was at one of the best pig
sticking htatiuns in Jeagal; and, as there
was uo immediate oecosMty for my return,
I determined not to hurry, but enjoy as
much as possible the change in my for
tunes. The tiger-skin on which my leet
arc restirjg as I write, and the stuffed
birds which stand on the top of the book
caso opposite me, are some of the trophies
which remiud me of the many pleasant
days I spent in the next few months. I
did not leave India for more than six
months after I had received the news of the
old squire's death, when I joined a friend
from England on a hunting expedition to
the Carpathians, which proved a failure,
for we saw nothing larger than a stray
deer, and were more than once nearly
starved. 1 left him as soon as wo got iuto
inhabited regions again, and alter journey
ing through Greece and Italy, stopping a
week at one place and a month at another,
found myself sitting one fine evening in
October, 1858, in an easy chair on the
balcony at the hotel Biron, Yille Neuve,
looking out on the still waters of the lake
Geneva. Five days in the Carpathians,
with nothing but a measly pig for the
whole party to eat, had been a sickener ;
and beneath the solt influences of the set
ting sun, and gentle breeze from the lake,
I was getting very sentimental, and found
myself painting charming pictures of
peaceful domestic evenings in the old
drawing-room at Surueaux, with a grace
ful wife on the opposite side of the fire,
and modol babies' up stairs, and my old
school friend with the poor girl he had
been hopelessly engaged to for tho last
six years, in tho snug rectory at the bot
tom of the park. There are, if what doc
tors tell us is true, certain conditions ot
the body which render a person more
than usually liable to catch any infectious
disorder which may be flying abaut; and
no one can reasonably doubt that there-are
season in every man's life when he is
even more hopelessly predisposed to fall
in love on tbe slightest provocation. A
I WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT THAN PRESIDENT. Henry Clay.
general benevolence, and unwonted appre
ciation of the beauties of nature, are prob
ably two of the earliest symtoms of the
stale, and I can now sec that my perfect
enjoyment as I watched the changing col
ors on the mountain?, as the sun set that
evening, and the unusual anxipty I felt
for the happiness and welfare of the world
at large, would, had I been wise, have
been enough to wain me that my frame of
mind was very dangerous. I remember
everything hat night now, as if it was
only yesterday ; the very order in which
tha ptars came out, as the darkness closed
in. The blazing comet curving almost
from tho Alps oa the left, to the distant
mountains on the other side of the lako,
and the perfect reflections in the still
black water below. If I shut my eyes, I
can still see it all just as it was then. I
got up and wandered down to the pier,
and as I leaned over the railing, the third
hymptora, a longing melancholy, began to
creep over me. It was a heavenly uiirht.
Presently the quiet reflection of the comet
broke up, and spread itito two dancing
lines of light, as the red and green lamp
of a steamer came in sight, and soon, the
vessel splashing up woke me from my
There were not s"o many passengers late
in the season. Three tourists in dirty
coats with the regulation knapsacks and
alpenstocks, a dozen working men carrying
their own atmosphere of garlic with them,
a few poor women, and a sprightly French
maid, in bustling anxiety for a pile ot
boxes, and last, her slight young English
mistress, in black. One might as well
try to paint the scent ot a violet as to con
vey in words and notion of the charms of
the sweet face I gazed into, as she stepped
out of the boat. Comet, lake, mountains,
all were forgotten in an instant in the
presence of her higher beauty ; aud I
slept that night if Meep it were- with
the "thank you," which rewarded me as
I stooped to pick up her shawl, still sound
ing in my ears, "and every nerve fluttering
from the contact with her small hanJ.
It would be sacrilegious to tell all the
incidents ot the next few days. We met
and talked at the table d'hote. She was
going to Old Chillon; I had been there
twice, but could not leave without anoth
er visit. She was curious to explore the
salt mines at Bex ; but could not go alone.
A cnuaintances formed uudcr such circum
stances soon ripen into friendships ; and
f fie hdships ; soon grow5. "Info "some"! hi fig i
more. She was a young widow (Mrs.
Smith was her name ;) that was all I knew,
or cared to know ; but long before I left
tbe dear hotel, there was no concealing it,
I was over head aud ears in love. BuC
what of that ? I was twenty-five (a year
at least older than she,") the owner ot a
fine estate ; and with all my diffidence felt
sure that my presence and atteutious were
not unplea3;iut to her.
Never was lover more happy than I, as
I said 44Good-by !" aud started off to meet
a friend oa business in Paris, with a warm
invitation to call on her in Hue ,
where she hoped tc arrive
her way home.
Madamo was fatigued with the journey,
and was lying down, I learned from Su
zette when the tedious days were over,
and tho timo had come lor me to know
my fate. The absence had decided mc,
and my mind waa quite made up, that life
without her would be worthless.
44 Would iuonieur sit down on the sofa,
and madamc fchould know who had called,"
said the little woman, as she frisked out
of the room, with an arch look over her
shoulder, which made me feel hot.
The door opened, and she camo softly
in. I jumped and kicked my hat over,
blu-hed, and felt my hand get hot and
damp as I held it out.
44 Oh Mr. Jones ! it is very good of you
to call. I thought you would have been
sure to have gone to Englandj or forgotten
all about us. Sit down hsre and let me
tell you all about thoso horrid railway
I sympathized with her, and wished I
had been there, of course, as I listened to
the story of a trunk which was near being
put on the wrong train ; and as the con
versation flagged," felt my forehead geiting
hotter still. (Paris was so close !) I think
she guessed why I twiddled my hat and
brushed it the wrong way for she looked
shy too, but mere beautiful than ever. It
was getting painful ; I twiddled my hat
harder than ever. I don't believe I should
ever have spoken another word but she
recovered her presence of mind first and
" Oh ! you .must let me show you my
photographs; they are so lovely; I got
them in Geneva. Here is the dear old
Dent du Midi. There is one somowhere
of the funny old convent we went together
to see on the other side ot tho Ithone, on
your last day.
You remember my slipping as we clam
bered up on to the marble rock behind
the garden, to peep at the nuns? You
don't know how bad my ankle was after
wards. 1 did not get out at all the day
you went, and could not even come down
to dinner. It is 60 horrid and lonely
being laid ,up in an inn, with no on to
carefor you. I did get so low-spirited.
I did not know a bit how lamo I was, till
I tried to go up stairs again aftor you had
I turned over the photographs, and
sfared blindly at them the wrong way up
wards, as she passed. It must come sooner
later, 1 thought. She dropped her
efes, and looked frightened, as I got up,
and blurted out, " Perhaps we may never
IIer breath camo quickly, andshelock
etj .up timidly and smiled. I was reckless
n,0w, and ran on.
4" I can't go to England without telling
y6u what I I I No, no!
dou't say anything yet. I never told you
f I could not all that happy time that I
s;joa my. way home to take possession ot j
.1 could not say another word : all my
courage was gone, and I stood there more
sheepish than ever. She had come to the
rescue again, and, looking up with her
big eyes, said
" You come from Shropshire? How
extraordinary that I should never have
found that out before ! I'm Shropshire,
too. I wonder whether you are anywhere
near my dear old home, Surneaux''"
"Oh dear, oh dear! what is the "mat
ter? Are you ill? Shall I ring? Oh,
do speak ! Don't look so ! for my sake.
What wa3 the matter ? Only my chst
had been bulged in, and driven up into
my mouth that was all. What was the
f,IIerdear old home Surncaux ! Good
heavens ! Yes, my mothers name ! my
irandfather's was Smith !
Iln. rlmi m .1.1 1 il.ii r. inrkAV.V f
lyy angel was the old man's baby
bad heard so much of !
. Her dear old home Surneaux !
heavens ! And a man may not
bus sjraiidrnother I
; We were both calmer soon, and I said,
44 Let me kiss you, grand mama."
I doubt whether grandmother was ever
more touched at a grandson's affection
than phe was as I threw my arms round
her; and (must it be told?) cried like a
baby. It was not manly, I dare say : but
no one saw it but she and Suzette, who
came in without knocking, and was going
to throw a jug of water over us ; but I
saw her in time.
" My old friend has the rectory at the
bottom of tbe park, and I go there every
djy ; lor
for it does me good to see his rosy
romp with iiis.litt'.e girl.
There is no nursery at Surneaux.
I am a deputy-lieutenant, and a man of
note in the country; but the chair oppo
site mine in the drawing-room is never
used except when prandmama is with me-.
She often comes ; but we never speak
of the happy days in Switzerland, and
neither of us has been there since.
P. S. Since writing this, grandmama
has come down with her younger sister.
She is very agreeable; and, barring the
weeds, reminds me much of what G. M.
was when, we first met. London Society.
A Funny Oil Speculation. A de
cidedly funuy oil transaction occurred in
Erie a few days since, Mr. Jacob Althoff,
of the Althoff well, dis-;overed that his
cellar was partly filled with oil. He al
ways thought his laud was good oil terri
tory, but never supposed it was so near
the surface. However, Jacob wa3 a prac
tical man, and without speculating much
as to whether the oil oozed through the
earth, or whether a veritable oil spnug
had broken loose in tho cellar, he set to
work pumping out. Thirty-two barrels of
good quality of oil was thus secured.
David Kennedy 4& Co., have a large oil
refinery just across the road from AlthofFs
and also an immense underground tank,
holding some eight hundred barrels. Al
thoff showed them the oil, and they pur
chased the thirty-two barrels at about
six dollars a barrel a reasonable piice
and thought they made a good little "spec."
They contracted for all Jacob's cellar oil
at the same rate. The latter waited pa
tiently for mere to collect. Meanwhile,
Kennedy & Co., had occasion to examine
their underuround tank. Near the top
was found a crcvico, and they smelt some
thing beside oil. They soon found that
when their tank was filled up to this cre
vice the oil found its way out and pene
trated into their neighbor'3 cellar. They
had not only lost considerable of their oil,
but had bought back thirty-two barrels of
it at over six dollars per barrel ! and had
contracted to keep on doing so ! The leak
was stopped instanter, and Althoff s cellar
is not so valuablfi as it was. Mr. A.
threatens to send in a bill for damage
done to his cellar by flooding it with pe
troleum. Th3 money so far received he
ot course retains.
BSIw -A- loquacious gentleman on fiuding
himself a passenger in a stage coach with
a prim and taciturn maiden lady of some
fnrtv winters, endeavored iu vain to en-
trace in conversation.
came : as nothing was said, both fell asleep
The stage finally stopped, and the driver
announced to the lady that she had ar
rived at her place of destination. Her
fellow passenger being awakened at the
same time, thought that he would exchange
a word at leaving, and addressed her :
44Madam7as we shall never again, proba
bly, sleep together, I bid you a very re
spectful farewell." A scream, and silence
A Russian Wolf Hunt.
A SKETCH BY DUMAS.
Wolf hunting and bear hunting are the
favorite pleasures ot the Russians. olves
are hunted in. this way in the winter,
when the wolves being hungry are fero
cious. Three or four bunt-men, each
armed with a double barreled gun, get
into a troika, which is any sort of a car
riage, drawn by thrae horses' its name
being derived from its team, and not from
its form. The middle horse trots always ;
tho left hml aod right hand hcj'Sea must
iw&ys gtJrp.V O'he middle-h&isf trots'
with his head hanging down, and he is
called the Snow Eater. The two others
have only the one rein, and they are fas
tened to the polls by the middle of the
body, and gallop with their heads free
they are called the Furious. The troika
is driven by a sure coachman, it there is
such a thing in the world as a sure coach
man. A pig is tied to the rear of the
vehicle by a rope or a chain (for greater
security) some twelve yards long. The
pig is kept in the vehicle until the hunts
men reach the forest where the hunt is to
take place, when he is taken out and the
horses started. The pig, uot being ac
customed to this gait, squeals, and his
squeals soon degenerate intc lamentations.
Ilis cries bring out one wolf, who gives
the pig chase; then two wolves, then
three, then ten, then fifty wolves rail
posting as hard as they can after the poor
pig, fighting among themselves for the
beat places, snapping and striking at the
poor pig at every opportunity who squeals
with despair. Thee squeals arou&e all
the wolves in the lorest within a circuit
of three miles, and the troika is followed
by an immense flock of wolves. The
horse3 have au iustinctive horror of
wolves, and go almost crazy ; they run as
fa?t as they can go.
The huntsmen fire as fast as they can
load there is no necessity to take any
aim. . The pig squeals the horses neigh
the wolves howl the quns rattle; it is
a concert to make Mephistopheles jealous.
As long as the driver commands his
horses, fast as they may be ruuuing away,
there is no danger. But if he ceacs to
be master of them ; it they balk, if the
troika is upset, there is no hope. The
next day, or the day after, or a week after
wards, nothiug will remain ot the party,
but the wreck of the truika, the barrels
of The guns, 'and the larger bones of lue
horses, huntsmen and driver.
Lust winter Prince Bepnine went on
one of these hunts and it came very near
being his last hunt. He was on a vUit
with two of his friends to one of his es
tates near the steppe, and they determined
to go on a wolf hunt. They prepared a
large sleigh in which three per.-ous could
move at ease, three vigorous horses were
put into it, and they selected for a driver
a man horn in the country and thoroughly
experienced in the sport. Every hunts
man had a pair ot double-barrelled guns
and a hundred and fifty ball cartridges
It was night when they reached the steppe
that i-, an immense prairio covered with
snow. The moon was full, and shone
brilliantly ; its beams refracted by the
.now, gave a light ecarcely inferior to
The pig wa3 put out of the sleigb, and
the horses whipped up. As soon as the
pig felt that he was dragged, he began to
squeal. A wolf or two appeared, but
they were timid and kept a long way off.
Their numbers gradually increased, and
as their numbers augmented they became
bolder. There were about twenty wolves
wheu they came within gun range ot the
One ot the party nred ; a wo.t
The flock became alarmed, and hall
fled away. Seven or eight huugry wolves
remained behind to devour their dead
companion. The caps were soon filled.
On every side howl answered howl, oa
every side sharp noses and brilliant eyes
were seeu peering. The guns rattled vol
ley after volley, but the flock of wolves
increased instead ot diminishing, and soon
t rn not a flock, but a vast herd of
wolves in thick serried columns, which
gave chase to the sleigh.
The wolves bouudod forward so rapidly
they seemed to fly over the snow, and so
lightly not a sound wa3 heard; their uu:n
bers continued to increase and increase:
they seemed 30 be a silent tide drawing
nearer aud nearer, and which the guns ot
the party, rapidly as they were discharge!,'
had uo effect on. The wolves formed a
vast crescent, whos-j horus began to en-
tompass the hordes. Their numbers in
creased so rapidly they seemeu 10 t-pring
out of the ground. Thtre was something
weird in their appearance, for where could
three thousand wolves come from iu such
a desert ot snow ? The party had takeu
the pig into the sleigh; his squeals in
creased tho wolves boldness. The party
contiuued to fire, but they had now used
about half their ammunition, and bad
two hundred cartridges lelt, while they
were surrounded by three thousand wolves.
The two horns of tho crescent became
nearer and nearer, aud threatened to en
velope the party.
If one ot the horses should have given
out, the fate of the whole party was seal
ed. " What do you think ot thU, Ivan ?"
said Prince Bepnine, speaking to the
driver. " I tad rather be at uome prince.
'' Are you afraid of any evil consequen
TERMS- 3 PEIl AKV31,
lSa.-"iO IX ADVAXCE,
ccs?" 44 The devils have tasted blood,
and the more you fire the more wolves
you'll have." 44 What do ou think is
the best to be dohe ?" " Make the horsea
go faster." 44 Are you sure ot the horses ?"
44 l'es, prince." "Are you gure of safe
ty ?" The driver made no reply. He
quickened tbe horses, and turned their
heads towards home. Tho horuea flew
faster than ever. The driver excited them
to increased peed by a sharp whistle, and
made them describe a curve which inter
sected one of the horns of the crescent,
i'he wolves opor.ed their ranks and le,t tho
i5?ses tiass.: . -v . " - ? . . !
' fhepvince.raiscd his gutl to his shoul
der. 44 For God's sake, don't fire I" ex
claimed the driver; 44 we are dead men it
you do!" Ho obeyed Ivan. Tho wolves
astonished by this unexpected act remain
ed motionless for a minute. During this
minute the troika was a verst to them.
When the wolves started again after it, it
was too late, they could not overtake it.
A quarter of an hour afterwards they
were in sight ot home. Prince Itepnine
thinks his horses ran at least six miles iu
thec fifteen minutes. He rodo over the
steppe the next day, and found the bones
of two hundred wolves.
Proceed viitli Tliy Elephant.
In Columbiana county (Ohio) resides
an old fellow renowned for his belligerent
disposition, who is generally known as
Friend Shavey. Born and bred a Quaker;
be was long since read out of meeting on
account of his quarrelsome propensities,
but still pertinaciously clings to the plain
slothes and plain language of his early
days, possibly as a protection against the
wrath which he is continually provoking
by his overbearing and irritating demea
nor, lie is always the owner of the cross
est dog- in the neighborhood, the most
troublesome, breecby steers, Sec , and is
continually in hot water with some of his
neighbors in consequence of the depreda
tious committed by his unruly live stock.
A few weeks since, Van Amburgh's Me
nagerie, traveling through Columbiana,
was obliged to pass hn residence. A lit- -tie
before dayHght, Nash, the keeper of
the elephant Tippoo Saib, as he was pass
ing over the road with his elephant dis
covered this pseudo Quaker seated upon a
fence upon the road-side, watching a bull
which ie had turned out upon the road,
aud which was pawing, bellowing and
throwing up a tremejndcus dustgenerally.
Ia fact from the fury of tho animal's de
monstrations, .one would readily hav
taken him for one of the identical breed
that butted the locomotive off a bridge
44 Take that bull out of the way, shout
ed Nash, as he approached.
44 Proceed with thy elephant," was the
44 Lf you don't take that bull away he
will get hurt," continued Nash, approach
ing, while the bull redoubled his bellige
Don't trouble thyself about the bull,
but proceed with thy elephant," retorted
friend Shavey, rubbing his bauds with de
light at the prospect of an approaching
scrinimnge, the old fellow haviug great
confidence in the invincibility of his bull,
which was really the terror of the whole
Tippoo Saib came on with his uncouth,
.shambling gait; the bull lowered his
head and mad a charge directly upon the
elephant. Old Tippoo, without even
pausing in his march, gave his cow-catcher
a sweep, catching the bull on the side,
crushing in his ribs with his enormous
tusks, and then raised him almost thirty
feet ic the air, the bull striking upou his
head as he came down, breaking hid neck
and killing him instantly.
"I'm alraidyour bull has bent his neck
a little," shouted Nash as he passed on. ;
"Bent the devil," cried old Shavey,
with a troubled look at his defunct bu!l,s
"Thy elephant is too hefty for my beast,
but thee will not make so much but of,
the operation as thee supposes. . I was go
ing to take my family to thy show, but
I'll see thee and thy show blowed to blazes
before I go one step, and thee may pro
ceed with thy elephant and be d d, ,
please ; the "please" being added as Sha
voy took a secoud look at the proportion
of the stalwart elephant keeper.
A youug lady of New Bedford
was intimately acquainted in a family in
which there was a sweet bright little boy
of Diae five years between whom and her
self there sprang up a very tender friend
ship One day she said to him
44 Willie, do you love me?"
44 Yes, indeed!" he replied, "with a
44 How much V
44 Why, I love you I love you up to
the sky," '
Just then his eye fell on his mother.
Flinging his arms about her and kissing 1
her passionately said
44 But, mamma; I love you way up to
Egk-,"Conie till America, Pat' writes a
son ot the Emerald Isle to his friend in
Ireland, 44 'tis a fine country to get a liv
ing in. All ye have to do is to get a
threc-cornerea box and fill it with brick,
aud carry ?t to the top of a four-story
building, and the man at the top does all