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VOL. LXI.
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11. S: GOVERNMENT
Prooident_AnfAllAM LINCOLN. .
Tice Preeident—UANNlßlLL HAMLIN.
Secretory of Steto—WM. 11. SFAVAII.D.
Secretory of I nterior---Cnten
SeCIMERLy Of Trensury—SALMON P..Clittne.
Serretary of Wer—SIMON CAMERON. •
Secretary of Navy,—Uintos Wri.tes.
Pont Master OrneraI—MONTOOMEItY
Attorney General—UPWAßD RATES.
Chief Justice of the United States—U. B. TANzT
STATE GOVERNMENT
Governor—ANDßEW G. CURTIN.
Secretary of State—ELl fitiran.
Surveyor Goneral—Wm. 11. KRIM.
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• Auditor General—Tuos. E. COCHRAN. ,
Treasurer.—Eizainr D. Moats.
Judaea of tho Supremo Court—li. Layne, J. M. Ans.
'nom°, W. 11. Lowniz 0. W. Woonwano. Jour( M. nun
COUNTY OFFICERS
President JudgolAlon. James It. Graham' '
Associate Judges—Ron. Michael Cocklin, Samuel
Wherry. NN
District Attorney—J. W. D. 01Helen. ,
Prothonotary—Benjamin Duko.
Recorder Sm.—John Floyd.
Register—ll. A. Brady. -
High Sherllt—ltobt. McCartney; Deputy, S. Knape Fs .
County Treasurer—Alfred L. gqionsler.
Coroner—John A. Dunlap.
County Commissioners—Nathaniel 11. i:ekelr. Aims
Fl. Waggoner, Geo' Miller. Clerk to Commissioners,
James Armstrong.
Directors of the Poor—Jno. Trimble, Abraham Dos
ler, John Miller. Superintendent of Poor Ronal—
llourytifYder.
BOROUGH OFFICERS
Chief IlurgeseJoh n Noble,
Assistant. Burgess—Adam Sensetnan.
Town Council—John Outthall, Wm. W. Dale, J. It.
Irvine, !InnateCarney, John llalbert, J.D. Parker, Fred•
trick Hinkle, Intend }inswinger.
- . Clerk to CouncilJett. U. Masonitelmer. •
High Constables—Geo. Bently, Joseph Stuart. Ward
Constables—Jacob Bretz, Andrew Martin.
Justices of the Pence—A. 1.. Sportster, David Smith
JSLIMaoI Holcomb, Abel. Debug.
CHURC HES,
Mgt Presbyterian Church,' Northwest angle of Cen
to, Square. Rev. Conway P. Wing Pastor.—Services
every Sunday Morning at 116'i:t0ck, A. M., and 7 o'eioc
P. 31
Second Presbyterian Church, corner of South Hanover
and Pomfret streets. Rev. Mr Eel's, Pastor, Services
commence at 11 o'clock, -A. M. and 7 o'clock P. 31.
St. John's eh urch, (Prot. Episcopal) northetiet angle of
Centro Square. Rev. Francis J. Clore, Rector. Services
at 11 o'clock A. 31., and 3 o'clock, - P. M.
English Lutheran Church, Bed Cril beim:eat. Main
an ft Souther streets. Rev. Jacob Fry,'Pastorl Services
at 11 o'clock A. 31., and t$ o'clock It; M.
German Reformed Church, ',Outlier, between lian•
over and Pitt streets. Rev. A. 11. Kromer, Pastor.—
Services at 11 o'clock A. M, and 6 o'clock P. M
3luthodist E. Church, (first charge) corner of Main and,
Pitt Serests. - Rev. Ooo:D. Chenowith, Pastor. Serricee at.
11 o'clock A. M. and 7 o'clock I'. M. •
Mptionlist E. Church (second charge.) Rev. Alex. D
Gibson Pastor. Services in Emory M. E. Church at It
o'clock A. M. and 3% I? 31.
St. Patrick's Catholic Church, Pomfret near East et.
Re v. James Kelley, Pastor. Services every other
Sabbath at 10 o'clock. VeSpers at 9. .
German Lutheran Church corner of pomfret and
Redford etc.:lets. Rev. U. A. Sit-inns Pastor. Services at
11 o'clock, A: 31., and 6% o'clock, P. 31.
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DICKINSON coLLEptu
Rev. If. M. Johnson, D. D., President and Professor oi
Moral Selene°.
Jamo°,lV Marshall, A. M., Professor of Latin Lan
guages and Literature. .
Ito,. Wm. L. Boswell, A. M., Professor of Greek Lan.
gunge and Literature. •
William C. Wilson, A. BE; Professor of Natural Science
and Curator of the Museum.
Samuel D. !libitm A. M., Professor of Mathematics.
A. F. Mullin, A. ! ii, Principal of the Grammar'
Schools.
John, D. Storm,. Assistant in .the Grammar S chool
BOARD OF SCHOOL DIRECTORS
Aodrinv Blair, President, H. Saxton, P. Quigley, E
Cornwall. C. P. Humerlch,J. Hamilton, Secretary,Jason
W. Eby, Treasurer, John Siam, Messenger. Meet . ou
the Ist Monday of each Mouth at 8 o'clock A. M. at Ed.
acation Hall.
CORPORATIONS
OAILLISLE DEPOSIT Bsse.—President, R. M. Henderson,
Cashier, W. M.. Boehm; Agit. Cashier, J. P. Hasler;
Teller 9 Jas. Roney,: Clerk, C. 11 Mahler; Messenger,
John Underwood; Directors ' It. M. Henderson. John
Zug, Samuel Wherry, J. D.Gorges, Sidles Woodb,rn,
It. O. Woodward, Col. Henry Logan, Hugh Stuart, and
James Anderson. •
CUSIDERLAND PALEST RAIL ROAD Conwir.--President,
Frederick Watts: Secretary and Treasurer, Edward M.
Biding; Superintendent O. N. Lull. Passenger trains
twice a day. Eastward leaving Carlisle at 10.10 o'clock
A. M. and 2.44 o'clock M. Two trains every- day
Westward, leaving Carlihle at 0.27 o'clock A, 11, and
3.30 P. M.
CARLISLE-GA[I'IND Waxen Conesxr.—President, Lem.
net Todd; Treasurer, A. L. Spongier; Superintendent,
George Wigs; Directors, F. Watts, Win. M. Lectern.
M., M. Biddle, Henry Saxton, It. C. Woodward, John B.
Bretton, P. Gardner, and John Campbell.
011)SUEILLADLI VALLEY BANE.—Preldeht, John S. Stet ,
rett ; Cashier, 11. A. Stigrgeon; Teller, Jos. C. Hoffer.—
Directors, John S. Sterrett, Wm. Nor, Melchoir Brett°.
man, Richard Woods, John O. Dunlap, Lobt. O. Sterrett,
IL A. Sturgeon, and Calltain John Dunlap.
SOCIETIES
Cumberlint Btar Lodge No. 107, A. Y. M. meets at
Marlon hall on the 2nd and 4th Tuesdays, of every
Month.' •
Bt. Johns lodge No goo A: Y. 31. Made ad Thurs
day V each 'Month, at Marion Hall. '
Carlisle Lodge No 01 I. 0. of 0. Y. Meets Monday
evening, at Trouts building.
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'• FIRE COMPANIES. •
The Uuion Fire Company was organised In 1180.
Presiemat, Cornman; Vice President: Samuel
Wetzel; Secretary, J. D. Hampton ; Treasurer, P. Mon
yer. Company me, the first Saturday in March, Juno
September, and December. •
The Cumberland Fire Company was Instituted Febrto
sr," 18, 1800. President, Thee, Thom son ; Secretary
Philip Quigley; Treasurer S. D. Quigley The company
meets on the third Saturday of January, April, July,
and Octotair. ' - " •
The Good Will Hose Company was Instituted In March,
1855. President, H. A. Sturgeon; Vim Presidoeft,O. -I'.
Ilutnrlch; Secretary, ,D. Halbert ; Trbasurer.
Joseph W. Ogilby. The company meets. the: second
Thursday of January, April; July, and October.
The Dinpire Hook and' Ladder Company "was lostliut;
ed l 0 1850. , President, Wm. M. P,orteriMee President,
John 0. Amos; Treasurer, John Campbell; Secretary,
John W. Paris. The company meets en the first Fri.
(lax In January, April; July and October.
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Y.. M. C.
Ro6nt-itAn l Ou Mut: •
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_Pfayer I:n6ol4—Sunday Afternoon at 4 o'clock: , -
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,SELECT ED YO FARY:
From the Home Journal
HOME, SWEET HOME
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. An exquisite addition to this beautiful song,
(and by the original writer of it,) is kindly
sent to us by a gentleman of this city. Ile
thus writes:
"HI reading a late number of the Home
Journal, I saw - a touching notice of JOHN HO*.
ARE PAIFNE the author of • Home, Sweet Home,'
and it recalled an incident which may interest
your readers. In the winter of -1883. or 'B4,
I was dining in London with an American la
dy, the villa of an eminent banker. During
my visit, Mr PAYNE called and presented her
with a copy of 'Home, Sweet Home.' set to
music, with two additional verses addressed
to her; and liese she allowed tap to copy. 1
enclose them fpr you to print. •
ADDITIONAL VERSES TO 11011 E, SWEET 151011 E
ET JOHN HOWARD PAT NI
To vs, In despite of the absouth of years
flow owed the remembrance of 11000 still appears,
From allurements abroad, which but flatter the eye,
The unsatisfied heart turns, and says, with a sigh,
florae, houe, sweet, sweet bents!
There's no rinse like 'mine I
„ • There's no place like home!
Teen exile la blest with all fate Can bestow,
Out MINE hits boon eheeltered with malty a wool
Yet, the' different our fortunes. our thoughts aro the
'
And both, an we think of Columbia, exclaim,
lime, Inane, sweet, sWeet, bomel
Th e's no place like home
T oro'e no place like borne I.
"I ITTLE *RS. HAYNES,"
Is was-an eventful ere in 'my young life
when my
.father announced - his inteution' i of
renting the light; airy southern chamber of stir
old brown houie to a young portrait•painter,
who was about becoming 11 resident of our vil
lage, during a few week el the summer. -Never
before hind an event so stirring and exciting
in its tendency broken.over the monotony of
my existence Never before had my childish
imagination been furnished with so. wide 6
field of action, or my heart throbbed and pal
pitated with such a strange mixture of wonder
and delight. A portrait-painter under • our
own brown roof, within the walls of our own'
home !=what a rare ehane,e;for my inquisitiVe
eyes to draw in a fund of knowledge ! What
an Object- of envy I should-be to my little
mates, and how daintily would I mete out to _
them what I learned from, day to day of the
wonfirous marrer the wondrons employment!
I 'had heard of portrait-painters beforo,lt
is true, but only as, I had heard and rend of .
fairies in my little story-bunks, or listened
to my father as ho talked of kings and coun
tries in the greet - world tar off. Upon the parlor
walls, from , .tny earliest remembrance, had
hung the portraits' of. my.tgrandfathers and
grandmothers, but I had no idea of how their_
faces came stomped upon the dark canvass, or
when or by whorl!' their shadows had been
fixed within the heavy gilt frames. Like the
trees that waved by the door. and the lilacs
that blossomed every' year by the 'old gate,
that bud to me always been so. .
I• Tat now my eyes were at rest upon the fun
of one whose existence had been like a myth,
-Le fable Whets a wonderful personage he'
would he! 'What it dark visage ho would
boast, and what' a monstroas, giantlikeform
How entirely unlike every person that I had.
over knew; would be this portrait:painter. •
While these speculatlonewere at their hcigth
in my busy,brain, the .herosnade his appear
ance, scattering them mercilessly to the four'
winds. There wns nothing giant-like in the.
lithe,_ graceful. figure 'that sprung from the
villsge coach, or dark in the pleasant. boyish -
fsee,shatted by_ :solt_masses of_ brown_ltuir,
and lit tip by a merry pair of blue eyesrunning
over with mirth and mischief Ilis name, too, •
quite like theTenerality ornames,hinimothilig
wonderful or *striking liy„whieli to characterize
it.. Ile was simply. Frank Haynes, nothing
more or leas, and when, with a pleasant, easy
grace lie 'songlit fo`win " ehildigh laver, I
should have been quite a in t. home had not the
stunning power of •his.art overpowered me.—
It was a strange freak for a child of ten sum- •
mere, but somehow it. crept into my baby
brain that'!' must not like. him; although the
while, in spite Of myself, ti preference for his,
opinions, ways anti looks, grew up strong
within inc. ' if he snake to me when anyone.
was obseiving him, I was silent and shrunk
away from him timidly, but when he was alone
I chatted pnd chirped like a young robin. I
think be must have noticed this, and !Ina? it
taken into hisllead the boyish idea of teasing,'
me.
,To him, he said, 1 was' little ['helm Lester
no longer, now that he know how much I cared j
for him. For the, future lie should call me
Mrs. Haynes—little Mrs. Ilnynes, and should
Ito vety . angry if everybody in the house did
not follow his exnnple. I•must not even havii,•
any little beaux among the school boys now
that my name was changed;'but I must f lu)
prim and proper like any married 'woman who
wasAithful to her husband..
• !!Mbuld I agree to this t" 'ho asked.
• I glanced up from the hem of 'my white
apron, which I had been twisting about in .
my fingers, to meet' my mother's eye fixed
laughingly upon my face, In a moment my
lips were closed resolutely, while he, seeing at
once the cantle of my silence, readied out of
the window and pluckeda rose from a running •
vine that crept nearly to the mossy eaves,
"Little Mrs. Haynes must wear the rose,"
he said. "It wouldnever do for her to toss her
bead and, throw his gifts carelessly by. All
married women wore flowers whioh their hus
bands gave them. Would I wear the rose?".
I glanced about the rosin again. lily mother
was nowhere to be seen, and so I said that I
would wear it if he wanted me to.
0 And would consent le be called little Mrs.
Hayti° ?"
" Yes, I would consent."
" Then it • was all right. He would near
look foie wife, nor should I look about for a
husband. We were Mr. and Mrs; Haynes.—
Did that suit met"
"Oh, yes, that suited me! I liked that.
"Well, then, he should have to buy me a .
little gold ring to.wear,upon my third finger,
to let folks know that•somenne ownedme.
mNo, I did n't want a ringt"
0 Tut, tut, tut 1 That wetild never do,-4
People who were. engaged to be married 10.;'
ways gave such pledges. He should speak to
fatherabout it, so that I would be all right.—
If de was willing. would .1 wear the ring ?"
• "No, Islid n't like rings I"
" Would n't I like a ring that he would buy?"
44 No, I would n't like a ring at any rate.''
• During his stay, which was protracted to
months instead of weeks, he strove In every
way to change my determination about the en
gagement ring,, as , her termed it. I . was inex
orabte. A•ring I would not wear., Not even
when he made ready ferhia departure, and
told me that itt a few weeks he should bo
thousands of miles,away
. from Me, nor 'when'
he piled up beeldO , Me pictures that he had
drawn at bis,leature, during the !Ong summer
hours that hung heavily upon his hands, would
I revoke my decision. kwculd take the finely,
executed drawings,"and prettily framed por
traits of rnyeelf,llut I: would have no rings.
At last he went away from us. I shall never
forget the merniug, or how. cold. dulli , and
elmerlemi it seemed La me.. flow dreary and:,
rleiolate everything: i bolted, because be, was
iii,
going away. Irwas o everyday grief that'
t)Ore doWn upon ply, y, mg 'heart, no childish
prieinise that , fiesured im, - tio' ha kissed :my ,
quivering lips that [ would never fargetlitn,;'
and that - I would always bo his little. Mrs.
Haynes.
PaPiga 4 E02 !MA W)gitEAT GESAM.
" Would I write to him and sign that name?"
"]es, t would." , o;
"I was 'a, good girl, then, and would
never forget toe. Good bye!"
Good-bye!" My voice trembled and gut-:
tered upon the words. In. my shortdife they
were the hardest I had found to speak.
During the next two years no lady love
could have been more faithful to her absent
- ..
knight than I was to Frank Haynes. The
brightest monients'of my life circled about the
reception of his letters, the greatestjoy of life
was infanswering them Among my school
mates I had no childish love, no juveniles to
wait upon me to sleigh-rides and parties, that
the children in thc neighborhood delighted in.
If I Cltitild not gO lid come alone, I would ro
ll
main a ' home —whittever might be the induce
ments Yered to tempt. me front my unswerv
ing 'cou ae. I was little Mrs. Haynes, and
little Mrs }lntiml was bent upon remtiining.
But while I was in the very midst of my,
heroic devotion, a lerrible `rumor re'iteited my.
ears, a rutrior that Frank Baynes, and my self
appointed lord and master, was engaged to a
young and beautiful lady in the city. -.Jt was'
a dreadful blow to my precocious hopes and
plans, though for ti long while I battled a•
gainst crediting the report. Had a% Frank
told me that lie'would 'laver look about for a
wife ? that I was the only lady who should
bear his name ? Did n't-he write me regulaly
every fortnight commencing his letters " Dear
little Mrs. Ilnynes;" and 'telling me to be
faithful to him ? And—and—would he •do
'this if he was engaged to her ?—Not a bit of
t! Some one bed maliciouslylied about him,
had manufactured the lies froth their own
wicked iningination, twould not believe it,
though the-whole world stood up before me
and testified Co its . trtub.•
As it' to reward me for my faith, and.set my
prejudice to rights, the next, cohch set 'Frank
tkiwu at , our Rio thought he IlltlSL22gio
and , see hi little wife once more, he caul as
I went forward tp meet him, though
he thoudiit it bad toot in me to grow at each
a.rapid rate.. He thought I had grown out of
my engagement ; 'he should have put a loaf of
hot bread.upon my head to keep me within
Imunds. We had been engaged two years;
} WWI twelve years old, and is head taller than
I was at ten. Ile was going to Europe to stay
three or four years ; what would [be when he
returned ? • lie did not dare to think. ' lle
believed, I would balm tall as ho was by that
time. Would fit I ?
hotted so," F• answered, tartly, 'thinking
the while of the story of his engagement.
" Whew ! You-arctaking on airs of akm
yoting lady, aireaily, my- little Phebe," ho
answzred, laughing heartily. , " You wouldn't
giro me one of your brown:curls to•day, if my
heart should break for it ; would you ?"
•• N0,.1 have none to spare.".
" Not ono ?"
" No." • •
Why ?"
" Cause —"
Cause what ?"
.
4, Because sue has heard strange- reports of
you, Frank," broke in my another, mischiev
ously. Sho o ltas n't any idea of letthig you
-rob her of her C'urlfi while' she doubts your
sincere allegiance to her. She is a latly of
spirit, you . see."•
"On my faith. she l" be exclaimed gaily,
tI bluo eyes en peso. " And trove
I'm in 'eve with - her for U. — l7;i'ver , mind re
, .
ports my •
I answered only with a . curl of my lips,
While he reached out, his hand to draw me to'
a seat on his knee.
No, I won't sit, there!" I cried,. pushing
away his hand, while the tears, which had
been crowding their way into illy eyes, gave
a sudden dash down my burning cheeks.
never sit there again. never!"
My dear little Phebe !"
' There was a real pathos in his rich„trianty.
voice, a quick, penetrating, surprised look in
his clear blue eyes Is he uttered these words,
followed by a rapid. wondering expression of
.tenderness,-as-he-repeated them,
"My dear little Phcbe ! May Goal bless
you!"
I stole quietly 'Amoy front him out of the
house. 'with that flrvent benediction lying
fresh and deep upon my childish heart, and
throw Myself down in the shade of the old or
chard trees, And nob i bedieut the heaviness that
pressed upon my spirits. For hours I lay. there
in the mellow September sunshine, brooding
over the little romance that had so silently and'
strangely grown lute the woof ()Pliny almost
baby life. I Wept before to time for the do
licionsigrief4 that forever' , cling to .a sweet,.
co - onions womanhood.
When I retuved to tho house Frank had
taken his leave, but in, my little work-basket
he loft a small pearl box. which containell a.
plain gold ying Didl wear it? Ar'e you a
woman - , reader, and ask it?
" Mete Phebe! mother says, come down
stairs I • There is- a gentleman• in the parlor
who wishes to see you."
The' wOrds broke harshly into my pleasant
dreams; which I had been weaving all the long
golden July afternoon, in the unbroken still
ness of my little chamber. •Alt my feet, upon
the carpet; with its leaves ritinpled and crush
ed, my neglected Virgil in close proximity to a
huge Latin dictionary, while upon icy lap, in a
wrinkled condition, my sewing was laying, with
the noodle hanging by a long line of thread,
nearly to the floor, as if escaped luckily from
a round of monotonous hemming, which, as
yet, boasted but two 'or three stitches at its
commencement.
" Who can it be that wishes to see me ?" I
exclaimed, rising hastily and calling after my
sis•year•old brother. " %Thais it, Charlie?"
"Don't know•; it's somebody. ?thither
says. come down."
Who can it be ?" An hour since I ha
seen a gentleman.with a heavily•bearded face
come up the walk, but I wastoo busy whirl:ay,
dreams to notice hint very particularly. Still,
as I recalled his face and figure, and Itis quick
springing step, there seemed, something
et angely familitir in them Who oould ii be ?
Ity heart 'beat rapidly. Surely' I had seen
tat face and form before, and a name that
was singularly,dear to me trembled upon my
lips—" i?rank Baynes!"
But I could not go down to meet him, though
I was summoned a thousand times I did not
wish to see him ; why should ? • There was
no occasion for it. 1 was not the foolish little
girl of twelve summers that he had lett five
years ago in short frocks and yurls, but a
full-groviu woman instead. No,.lWas not the
same. I would not go down. Heaths, a sud
den headache was nearly blinding me. Mother
could - not ask it of me when I. was hardly able
to sit up. Hut whit would ho think Y ,Wouhl
he care ? Would he still 'retnecober, tenderly,
the little Mrs. Haynes of,five years ago ? A
Little I I repeated the word as I stood 'be
fore the long . mirror, which gave back to tue
an accurate 'picture :of myself. "A slender;
passable form ; a dark, clear complexion ;
'large gray'eyes; iMouth wittiest redness seem
to have robbed my cheeks of their color; white
teeth; a forehead broad, bitt not high; large,
heavy 'braids of chestnut-breviUlutir, was - the
likeness framed befot:o 'my eye's, I turned'
!away wit It ; a sigh,;and gletmed.dort ,to my
hand. Upon the third finger of the left was
:a plain gold circle. , The hot blood raised to
tmy cheeks. as I looked at it: . I would wear-it
pnlionger.. ; He should!nover.knowthati. lad!.
w,crn.it at, all, Just, then, my brother, same
tit' the door oiMy roots, crying Out anew mes
sage
-;! Mother says little Milt. Hayneivis warded
Qili ataire/' ! • , •
havtin tirrible 'Phufee
tell Mother eci''' find' 1 mink' doine Up 'ol2'
chair close to the Trindow r inti 'unmanly Lead
upon n chair handle ! •
D 'no& !fear! it they forgiCmo'l" .
murmured to myself, . 'ne tho .hum of -their
polvereation came aleurly,to, my ears.' An
CARLISLE, PA., FRIDAY, APRIL 12, 1861.
hour passed away, and I heard q ebuntF:of,
voices in the hall, the steps in themtlk belfivv..
I did not glance . eagerly from the or
peep carefully 'front the half .016eed ehutters,
but clasped my hands tightly'-'o!iar my' eyes'
till thO sound of foolsteps.died away in the
distance, then I crept stealthfully down stairs
and stepped softly into the silent parlo r ( .where
'so lately he had been. ' FfiTas * hair= old the
room before 1 noticed I re not aloud; and
then, „before I 'could makcyra hasty retreat, a
glad, merry voice, rich midi, its golden mueio
exclaimed: My own dear little Mrs. Haynes,
as I live!" and a hand chi Sped mine tigigly,.
while &pair of bearded lips were down On mine.
I drew my head back haughtily. I was
child no longer, I would not accept, even-fro
him: the carreeses that, he, tind bestowed up.
mo.five N years befotte.
.Alt, Mr. Baynes,'' I mid. bowing in a
dignified way. " I am•plealedlo see yo "
My' mannir chilled at oniteiiisira ~genie
nature... Stepping backward from, and releas
ing my band, ho said with* curl of his fine
cut lips " Your pardon, Mise'Pieter; I . had
quite forgotten that you had 'grown to be a
flue lady I" ,-
bowed him back a reply, flushing a quick,
impetuous glance upon hint, as I did so. But
there woe no pleasantry attentpted on his part,
and when my mother entered the room, a few
moments after, and referred, laughingly, to
our old engement, be'answ,ered her in.a few
evasive Wards, as though the subject was not.
en agreeable one to, hi'.
Affairs had'taken an unhappy turn, but it
was too' - late to. remody.thens, and. day after
day passed' away, leaving. MeHaynes as cold
and distant as he had been'from the moment
first repulsed him. ' I would have given
worlds ta have recalled my unlucky. wards,
yet, since•they . Were spoken,l would not, un
bend a moment front my oslin, cool 'dignity,
though I was as miserable and wretched as I
could well be, and I knovrthat,Mr. Haynes
shared'ety. wretchedness. - • •
All thelnime that I . could spend in my cham
ber, without being absolOtelyynde,,witu'passed
there, till my strange, .unttettal.:appenranCe
was noticed by my father and mother, and
my mond commented 'freelYundit before our
gAest. •
You appear so strangely, Bitebo," nimbi my
mother one morning. ‘11.0411y do not:know
how to understandm titraid that Mr.:
Haynes will think kfatefou err, pleased to:
see hint. livery chance spilt curs, y,,u res
olutely avoid him, as though lie was the veri
est monster, instead of n dear friend. What
is the thatterr.
"Nothing. The strangoooss of my appertr•
anoo . is lint a relleation I - Cannot help it, Mr.
Haynes limes and - I.saiti,
burying my tearful eyes in pig hands.
" Plinbel"
My; Inn( lier 4 voioe WRR storm and xeproacb
ful; but I did opt heed it.
He floes bale tne,'mother! h e with—"
"Pour pardon, littlel
, o n —Mims Lester,
but ho does not!" broke iV'the clear, rich
voice of Mr. Haynes, ~ " 0(411 persons. in the
world—" — He 'paused, end In a moment more
1 heard my mother stepliglNyLreta the room.
• "I am not cold,. haughty, and proud," I
said excitedly,, looking up lute his face, "and
Ido like you just its.well— swell—" . : -
. "What, little Phebe?"ite 'eked eagerly, a
quick captcNoton,,Arj,R , ,,ll ; 114 ;ail' his
_blueeyes. . ,
"As well as I ever did !":1 faltered.
"And how well is that?" So well thatylur
ing 411 these weary years you have not ober-.
lobed a d'renin of. ho-Intoriuthat,..djd not. en:
circle nit So Weil 'tlatit7?very stiducyas
siounie liopo of yeur• womanly •itatiire' has
reached out consiantly.to 'me? As well as. I
have liked, Uy.lbord yed—till every pulse of
youirlicarf beats for mol As well as this,
Phebe?"
.1 covered my face thalke;inight not read
The whole expression of my love in my tell
tnlo eyes, apd ho ,it hod growls
to he so near a wild, passionate idolatry.
- becornelfrs. itkyheit in . trutli, in
earnest, Niche 2".he.asked r drawing me to my,
old sent upon his knee. ' ' '
"Nes!" • „
"And will at least, wear, the ring?"
Lheid up my finger before his eye.
My Own dorliuglittle w'Refoat last my lit
tle-31ra. Haynes, in good faith !".ho exclaimed,
covering my lips with kisXes.
That night Rive were elly looksx.nd glances
cast,towarda me at every turn, and at the sup
perlable my father quite forgot himself, and
called me s.little;',Mrs. Ilaypes" again. .
Reader. I have been a happy wilti,for same
ihree,blesned, sunshiny years, and..as you may
have alrCadY conjectured, "my name is Ilaynes.
INWARD AND OUTWARD.
Ile ware a garland underneath the trees,
lle rang a song of lov'e upon the breeze,
Tie built eteastle In the Itmpld Mr;
Ile dreamed a dream of one'whose face Waa fair;
But the flo.rgulitded underuSath.tbp trees,
And tge son 'olled'uporithe nuywarß breeze;
Tho ensile molted In the tlebs alrt
A nd.gbe be dreamed of but In dreams game tbero
So then he gathered wisdom In the street,
•
And talked the talk that worldly interests' pea, t
Andaltuilt material mansions, paying rents',
Antl " married Slreallbly—'t in the Seven per cents;
Bndtthese departed not Ilke flowers and song,
.And hive and dreams, but grow with years more strong,
Stronger in name and fame, and power and pelf,
Nor lost he these, ho only lost—himself.
—N, Y: Evening post.
[From Dickeuo' the-Year liound."]
AMERICAN VOLUNTEER
• FIREMEN..
'The firemen of ,America are all volunteers
It is the law of the:land that every citizen at
a certain age, must come and servo for a
specified duration. of thne,ss,cither a militia
man or a volunteer. Nnwont,l beljeve the
militiaman's term of service laSts fife' years,.
and a fireman's only thiee, you may easily
imagine, among an itinerant add feverishly
restless democratic youth, which is preferred.
Besides, there are many other reasons which
I have_no doubt contribute to make the fire.
mad's service more popular in America than
the militiaman's. In the first place, the
former service; though vexatAresly frequent
in its calls upon itc.memberOs not su re , I
strained and monottMousasthat of the militia.
-man's; and,the Americans, ea Self conscious
freemen, aro very jealous of even. the.itnall•
est and least galling restraint.. Secondly,
the dress is not so much of the chiiracter of
a livery—Which a true. Amerieaalalways de
detests as a badgOlf.serfdont ; 'it .18. more
loose, careless and pictureeque.; ~Thirdly, the
work is at night,' when shops are abet, and
counting houses closed. Lastly,' the service
is one of stirring: danger, and full Of, that,
passionate' excitement which the American'
whose Anirlo,Saicon^blood the suns of a now'
continent have bong since fired to almost the
volcanic warmth, of the Indian he displacetP
loves and must have. •
I will give my first impresSionsAthe
pearaaceN of these vein nteer'firemen. had
drily justlanded from the faithful' Steelier,
the Red, Arrow, that had 'borne" me Alit
r the Churlish Atlantic,. Where ',Notes' sinif
Abater, and Koreas and' .4011 a
" ha their'wortit at me, Ind 'Was rethink 1114
from the battery and , the..vast werld - otlatire.
houses .thereunto adjoining; into Broadway.
The new region,•ot which I:Wag - riot quits
the columbAlay'beforeme,'4itEite thin,
wiry ms erchentsots )faced hntt.pule
dyspeptic clerks,
fornta,ititierantei, atak its starving. begone
,emigratt4. A;,party 91:rOpse
Iritih) 'had juit - JaVed linst'riic • serieki ,on
their.sealchestsp:ehkpacked hi a slight-built •
wagorOliatimmpsOiver the stones, hall.,
in , with piles of striped bedding and jingling
hunches of tin cans and basins that emi . -
grants use on board ship. _Away they jolted
inte : ,a new world'; in a few'Aq's they would
be. - Shittlitig pine„.logs in .a ',ceder wcied of
Florida, or lying on bedkOF hetnloelc . bough
'on the skirt of kora° vast iirairie, the train,ing .
ground of nations 'yet unborn. • •
Here glide along the hugs crimson Omni
bus carriages of the street railread ; those
fluttering gags over the conductor's platform
ann , .unce a great election meeting to night
ie City Park. Here come some 'cotton
b , es, and here a cart full of oysters—sea
reit newly gathered; but now a stir at os.
ciilati9n in the street cr6wds. Now ri. s to
the. itmunaulate blue sky that ever smiles on
New York, a bray of brass, a clamp of cym
bals, and thel piercing supplication of ,fifes,
and.bonab tom einnonades the; drum, with
expostulating groan.
Hal there breaks through We black.print-
ed crowd, (eVen the seediest American.wears
evening dress) gleams of warm scarlet!' It
is' the rifle company of one of the New York
Volunteer Firemen Societies. Hero they
crone, four abreast.. • "Foutti," with no very
severe military air of stiff order and mathe
matical regularity, but with light, gay, swing•
ing-step, jaunty; careless, rather defiant frpo•
:men, a_little self conscious of display, 'but
brayirig it out•in. a -manly game-cOck way.
They are 'trailing° rifles now, thq, offle - ers
swinging around, in the ;:wheels with thorn,
,gliteeting sword'in hand: .
They wehr a rude sort of shaker covered
with oilskin, red flannel shirts,
~#l. t 5lA black
-silk handkerchiefs,' blowing gaily (as to the
onds,) tied' 'around their throats in jaunty
Sailor's knots ; they are all young men, some
quite boys. - It is evidently % the manner witlk S
-them to afFeckrecklessness, so as not to op•
pearl() be 'drilled or drummed about, to the
detriment of-their bravo democratic uniform'
No, they would as soon wear flaming plush
and beldhinging shoublricknots. • •
"They have been over on what: the Ameri
cans call "target excursion" to Brooklyn, and
have been summoned together by, an adver
tisemeat in the New York Herald. Tomor
row -there will. be a paragraph about- their
excellent shooting. the number of bull's eyes
they Made, the chowder" they partook
of afterwards, and tho - "gOod time" they hod
generally...,
Observe, fori; a special A Cricnn chame
ter-rift-ley the - AM :laughieg nigger, "the big
buck nig,gerrlis fireinen call, him, half
Fondly, half content ptuAly (for these election -
quarrels do not makethe masses look more
kindly on the slave,) who carries the target
riddled into a colander with bullet holes.— -
There arq.evrin popular Yankee songs about
Dark 'Wes' the lariilet."
. .
The sbng_wriier comperes him to Porapne
Clew, whom the colored girls ri'eculiarry
ndthire, and the.ehorus is, I reinernber)j
• They comaitegother
' With word nod fiattipr.
' Loud trurripeta, drums and hoclttngi •
And with the mirk, •
13014 up the dark, •
•
SChen thug o out a shooting. ' •
There not a red;lidried..ietMg demOcrat
in that reaiment,l feel sure,.Who would not
shoulder his rifle and go off in a dudgeon. if.
any dared to propose that lie should take the
place of the "great buck nig,gel'!• and tote
the target. ' Democracy has its pride, too, as
,wellom its oligarchy,dts
,just pride and its
foolish Pride.
•The perpetual firing of these red shirted
youngsters is not without danger, for it is, •
like all American spOrts, practiced in a reek- .
less way, by lads utter./y regardless of life.—
Only yesterday I read in the Tribune, the
great Abolition paper ' a rather frightened
complaint froin some ''boatmen,, who; while
quietly steering up the East river, had their
huts perforated with bullets. •
• The street • processions are incessant in
New York, and contribate much to the gay.
mess of the street. : Whether firemen or Vol , '
initeers, or . political torch-bearers, they aril
very arbitrary in their march. They allow,
no omnibus, or, van, o'r barouche, to break
their ranks.; And I have often seen all the
'immense traffic :of Broadway (a street that
is a mixture of Cheapside and IdAgent street,)
stand still, benumbed, while a band of men
enclosed in a'sq`ultravet:Ope, dragged by a
shining brass gum , or a bran new gleaming
fire•engine.
But, after all, it islet night time that the
fireman is really himself, mid means some
thing. He lays down the worn out pen, and
slititstuci the red-lined ledger. He hurries • ,
hoMe from Limo street ; slips on his red '
shirt and black dress trousers, dons his solid •
japanned leather hemlet bound with brass
and hurries to the guard room or the station,
if he be on duty.
A gleam of red, just a blush in;ctlie shy,
eastward—William street way—among thou—
ware'houses, and presently the telegraph
begins to work. For every fire station bus
its telegraph, and every street has its line of
wires, like metallic washing lines. Jig jig,
tat.talgoen'the indicator.
"Firs in William street, No. 3; Messrs
Hardeastle & Co." • • •
Presently the enormous bell, slung for the
purpose in a wooden shedin the City Park,
just at the end of Broadway, begins to swing
and roll backward.
In dash the volunteers in their red shirts
and helmet—froth , oyster cellars and 'half •
finished clam soup; from newly began games
of billiards, from the theatre, from Boreteault,
from, Booth, from the. toad drollery of the
Christy Minstrels, from . stiff quadrille •par
:ties, from gin slings, from bar rooms, from
=sulphurous - pistol galleries, from stratios, .
from dissecting,rooms, from half. shuttered
shops, from conversazioni and lectures—.
'from everywhere—north,.sOuth, east west— •
breatbless,.hot eager, daring, shouting, mad. :
Open fly the folding doors, Out glides the
'.new engine—the special pride of the clomps
ny--the engine whose excellence ninny lives
have been lost to maintain i - "a reeler high'.
hied little stepper" , as ever smith's hummer
forged . It rhmes like a new set of cutlery,
and it is • light •as a "spider wagon," or ' a
trotting gig.-, ' If is' not the great Juggernaut'
car 'of our Sun and. Phrenix, offices—the
etymons house on wheels, made as ,if pur.
posely , ournhrous and eternal—but it is a
inere musical Snuffbox of steel rods and
brasS supports, With axes, and coils of leather,
brass socketed tubings fastened betteatkand
air - ready for instant use.
,',' -Ilow the supe v
rnumeries-4ho haulers and
draggers, wit*p lend a, hantt:at the. ropes
-1 ,pOur, in froth' the.neighboring drain 'shops or.
HOC 16'02 , dancing,rooms, where they 'remain .
:Waiting to etirmsome dimes by gdob-ca.utat. -
ties. .A shout—a tiger. •• •
;'"Heil hell!; hell it hall I r(oreseende,)
;and out at . lightning-speed dashes •the en. •
gibe, in the direction of the red gleam now,
widening and sending up the - fau.like radi.-
once of a volcano.`'-^' ; . ' • • ' - •
'
Perhaps it is steam; fire-engine: TlietLe- '
al'e'entire successes:, and will noon be, uni:'
vorsal among a people -,qUtek .to grasp on! •
ward'at all that' is bier, if if be' but 'better
flntit"the old., !Then' the 'fir&t . are ' lighted,.
and braathindont, - ,ardent.ittnOrti - and. spit.. , .
ting:onftrails of,..fiery,'Cladei's; pelt 'dasheif.r.':
„ „Flow, a reit' - rind ' craeltlo;'aS' the quick=;.;,_ ;
tongued flames leap out; reel. and eager,. 6'l ,
lick the black
,blistered beams—now,, hot,
fliercbettlif snickefront shivering ',Oriadows-, .
' now, sna ps and smashes of red.hot beam
I • '
as the floors fall in—now, down burning
stairs like frightened'mar.yra running 'from
the stake, rush podr Women and children in
White trailing niol3,_ gowns—now, the mob,
like a great exultant many headed monster,
shouts with delight,and sympathy—now, race
up the fire erdgines; the men defyitw, each
other in rivalry, as they plant the ladders and
fire-escapes. The firo trumpets roar out
stentorian orders—the red' shirts fall into
line—rock, rock, go the steel bars that force
up the waterup leap the men with the
hooks and axes—crash crash, lop chop, go
the axes at the partitions where the fire
smoulders. Now, spirt up in fluid arches
the blue white jots of water, that hiss and
splash, and blacken out the r „ pasins of fire;
and as every new engine dashes up, the
thousand of upturned faces turn to some new
shade of reflected crimson, and the' half bre.
ken beams give way at the thunder of their
cheers.
The (ire loWers, and is all but subdued,
though still every now and then a floor gives
way with an earthquake crash; and into the
still lurid dark air rises a storm of - sparks
like a hurricane of fire•flys. But suddenly
there, is a crowding together and whispering
of helmeted heads. Brave Seth Johnson is
MIS9III j all the hook men acid ake men are
back but he; all the pumpers are thdre, and
all the loafers are there. He alone is miss
ing.
Caleb Fisher Saw 'dui last, shouts the cap.
fain to the ea'ger red . fitees he was then
breaking a third floor back window with an
axe. Ho thinks he is under the last wall
that fell. Is there a ta, I that will not risk
his life fur Seth ? No l or,,he would be no
American.
"Hsi ! hei 11 hei 11 hei 1111"
Up they tear through choking smoke,-spars
and still dangerous fire, over bridges of,„lialf
burnt beanis, half brittle charcoal. They
reach thOhob of smoking bricks, they dig
as if the life of each wereilepinnling on it—
hooks, axes, - blee ling-hands, everything but
teeth.
"Ffei hai I heilll bei !II !"
Cliek-shough go the shovels,' chicic•ehielc
the pickoixes.. 4 ,A shout, a-scream of -
"Seth l' .
lie is there, pale And silent, with Iteving
chest, his breast bone smashed in, a cold dew
oozing front his forehead —.Now they hear him
to the roaringjuultitude, their eyes aching
. tind water.ng Win the suffocating; gusts of
:lynoke. • They lay him pale, lu his' red shirt,
Amid the hushed viiice,ess men in the bruised
and schorchE4 helmets. The grave_ doctor,
breaks thredlgh the er0wd..;....,1de r etoop f s and
feels Sedh's pulse. All ey - Vs turn to him. Ile
shakes his head, alp/ makes no other answer.
Then the young men take off their helmets,
and bear home Seth, and some weep, because
of his betrothed; and•the young men think of
her. .
Such are the scenes that occur nightly in
'New York. The special - disgrace of the city
is the incessant ocoureuco of incendiary Tiros
Yet accidental fires aro exceedingly numorous,•
fox, wood is still (even in. New Yorkythe pre.
dominant building material, in odnsequeud
of the Taerdinary cheapness of wood fit for
bitilding The roofs, too, are generally of tin
and clot Ile or slate, and this bares through
very quickly.—Moreover, the universal stove
(derived from the Dutch, I suppose) occasions
a great use of flue pipes, and these aro buried
among wood, and are, even when embedded
ar
......li.
in MOM, dangeroa ‘
.
Unfortunately, o Sir John Dean Penis,
our liaisons and Redp ills, onr,lindsons and
Laurenecs, have all pArittlelS -in America.
Between different degrees of putridity and
different shoites or carrion, it were loss of time
Co discriminate. We all know what Dr. John
' sou 'said when ho compared one scoundrel to
a_rettOn_Ogg.....ancl_unother .to a.. bath oyster—
Fraudulent bankrupts aro very numerous in
New York, whore trade rushes on with fever
ish speed; and the rnerchant•you dine with
today in a marble palace in the Fifth avenue,
is perhaps to-morrow chalking the ends of
cues in a Bowery billiard saloon. Dishonest
adventurers go into trade, merely to get credit
enough to go deep!) , kti debt; then ••bnst up,
and slope, tot' Texas," or a cruise among the
Mormons.
Thu burnable houses of New'York present
an irresistible temptation to the fraudulent
bankrupt who is insured in excess. The sec
ond week 1 wa9 in New York there was a de-.
tooted case quiie in point. A ready-made
clothetunan in Manhatten street was taken up
for burning dowh his house. The only wit
ness was a raw but well-intentioned country
lloy,.from New Jersey, who had been kept by
'Vanderput (yes, that was his name) to wait
ih the shop. Ho deposed to:his master, a
Dutch Jew, repeatedly offering him bribes to
.help burti down the place. This boy, lu a
good, Sitipid way, blurted out the whole truth.
All thd'Clothes had been secretly removed front
the shop; there was no doubt about it; he
had seen them go off in the cart towards one
of the ferries. Nothing had been lett but old
coat, and rags dipped in haptba and
turpentine. The case 'Was clearly proved,
talked of on 'Change as a sign of trade rotten.
4 aces for a.day or two, and thou forgotten.
Once I was a spectator of a New York fire,
and, indeed, all but Tell a victim to if. It
happened after this manner. The fifth . day I
was in New York I determined, having seen
several of the theatres and attended some elec
tion meetings and concerts, that I ought to go
to Barnum's— special exhibition of the city, a
prominent' pile of buildings, covered by day
with pictures of zoological wonders, and by
night with starry 10.9100118 of lamps. There
were'Vte live "sea liousl' to attract tae, and
the relies of IVashington, and the "mud fish,"
and the sea anemones, and the codeciion of
coitus, S and, above ark the theatre, where they
were now playing 11 Story of Joseph and his
Brethren; a thystery play, intended to atraot
country people Rho entertain consoieutious
objections to the profanities of the ordinary
drama.
. • I determined to go, so I throW down the flag
of a newspaper,--the• Olive Branch, a most
fiery pro-slavery paper:--en the table of the
hotel reading-room, tossed off my last dessert.
spoonful of brandy-and-ice, and set my face
towards Barma n's. it being past eight o'clock.
It, w 9 a calm, mellow night, and the attire
were telegraphing to each oilier , with winking
diamond sparks, and forming .themsolves into.
sentences in the star language, uhipterpreied
yet by mortals: Presently" the poop lamps of
Ilitruunt's hove ,in sight, and tho clash and
braying of tha braes band in the balcony over
his
bis door - became audible.,
Now, Barnum is as well knovailti America
as the President, 'and . people at New York
clubs laugh over his last 'joke.... They. delight
to relate his 'different hunibugs: his wooly,
horsei, his sham buffalo hual, his prize pho- ,
tographia tixhibitiori American beauthis, his
spurious lYashington's nurse, his, aged dwarf
boy, -Tani- Thumb; his .plo*. drawn by nto=
plicate, and,other enormities.. Besides.. Bar
num is specially Inipular jimf. now, .beeause
our-English Prince had been to see all the eb
eLi
rdlt a i a ° l a d ,
t all(l.lvP
reported
have by "the llerald'tp,
"And where is Mr, Barnum,? 1011,50 d like
to see him ,fie mina bn tho,greatestOuriosity,.
'of. the pliteel'!" advertises.
his exbibitlbn ni. : Patratilao"by.4isl T'ir!co:ne
• I POI my. tivellt,Yrfi*!li ia M s 'atfll°
r i ,FO l 4
9 kl o o . klaz..dmir,,Orid.entered.., Coins
hung •in the h
dark are lat . eti baffling: Allis-
guises idiot , ; labelled,
4 What ! e lit What do you call It?"
attinctive; a , sea-lion,. tepid wiiirgas
light and lo,lling panting with bloodshot eyes
and vary tok on a. wet slab, ope soon. has
fsl 50 per annum In advance
t S2N) i If not pald In advance
enougli - of; eo up Imo, , after an hatttiti
and ramble with my two hearty Teitati:Trlend4'
Paul and Silas Allen, up to the lliirdlltti•'•
back of the frailt dry house to 'the' theatie.. '
Two scenes were over, and wo,had just got
to a dreary tableau of the Ishmaelites buying
Joseph (Mies Robinson) from his envious and
beetle•browed- brethren; when, Through the
open windows at the back, swept inn:choking
chspd of smoke that gradually' widened and
wianed, filling the theatre itzur ififff—ttidlnv,
tooth Ishmaelites and Jews. The country peo-,
plc, bent op the play. (the first many of them, .
had ever seen;) grumbled at this, but took'no
other notice. The stolid Circassian chief, with:
a pitlow-case full of white wool on his head,
seated nearly next to me and between his wife •
and daughter, as spectators (to my infinite
astonishment,) though themselves part of the
exhibition—so seated, I suppose, by Barnum's
stern command—coughed and enoezed, but'-
still gazed apathetically on the flesh-colored
legs of 'Joseph, who was coughingly appealing''
to his eldest brother. I looked back at. the- '
windows, they were getting a deep red,
stained glass; and now quick sparks crackled
in, and. a resinous smell 'as of burning .deal
spread terror amongst . us.
Shall I ever forgot how every face suddenly
whitened (as if by a universal 'flour-dredger,)
and how every white-face suddenly turned to.
the narrow distant' door, as every creature in
the theatre man, woman, and child. rose, and .
prepared for a trampling life or death rush!
"Fire! Fire! We shall all bo burnt! 'To
the door!" cried five hundred-voices at once.-
My friends, Paul and Silas, were the brav
est of men—they had fought hand to rand •
with bpwie knives; they had battled with the
Coimancloos in Texas. one to six. They 'did '
not , oun —they flew over the benches, and dis- •
appeared. The fire was itext,;oloor, the dan
ger was imminent, for New )(ark houses are
card houses, and burn quickly. . I felt, not
frightened, but stunned; still, I believe. anlin
and, collected. A German gentleman: rising
without leaving his place. got up and bravely
stayed the panic.
,Some two hundred crushed
their way ono.; some hundred and fifty stayed
their speed, asha'med of their headloug•tlight;
the rest began to retire slowly, as irrationally
comforted as they mid been irrationally alarm." -
ed:
• Again, through the hot smoke, the Spirit of
Aloe entered, with the ballet orEgyptian mai
. dens But it would not do; we were all un
quiet and restless, for now we could hear the
crowd below roar applause as the fire engines
dashed up, and we could hear the crackle and
murmur .01 the Matins, and now again the
sparks came bliiwitig against the windows. --
Slowly we began to melt away from the room;
mutters of •4 It's all up with Barnum!" filled
the air. The Circassian chief was by no means
last: to leave; "The Lady with long hair," the
Happy Family, wore all iti - the crowd togeth
er.: There was every clfanee of the beauti
ful angel fish" being fried, and the living al
ligator being done brown The tattooed New
&Mender bolted into the street to help at the
engines. (Between ourselves he was anirish•
man, and the engines were Irish top.) Joseph -
made tracks in the airy Israelites dress;• die
men at tho doors shouldered their lucked-up
' tills; the gentleman with the world-renowned
+Lightning• prepared with tears
to part from his great invention. In a few
minutes I was in the street. • The red shirts
were swarming there. The - , black hose was
ceiling about 'all the neighboring streets.
Everywhere water was dripping and puddling.
The trim 'brass engines were shining in the
flames, that broke in puffs from the house next
to Barnum's tailor's ,I think.—Smack!
splash! went the water, blacking out the red
and yellow wherever it fell. Now engines,
strong as steel could make them, yet light as
gigs, dashed.. up every minute. The police,
in their blue frock-coats and low flat caps,
were busy making room for the firemen in the
red shirts, and for the last arrivals of engines;
and, over all the bellowing of the fire-horns,
Ciatnor of the tocsin bells of the
neighboting churches.
Barnutn's establishment was saved after a
little schorciting; and, next morning over my
coffee, I read that so many thousand dollars
covered the loss by a which, thanks to the en
ergy of Numbers I and 4 Fire Companies, was
extinguished in about an hour and a half.
Two days after I met those companies
marching past the Mechanics' Hall, returning
from a shooting match: There were the same
red shirts, swords, and oolaudered target, of
ficers, negro standard bearer, and band. BUt
this time the victors carried their prizeshang.
ing round their necks. 1 p'articularly remain
bar one poor rifleman must have gone very
near to strangling him.. 'Between these vol
untary soldiers and the populace there apt- •
peered to be perfect sympathy.
It is only upon certain questions that these '
firemen or militia aro dyer . ..mutinous, Such a
quelnion came on the carpet during the
Priace's visit. ..Otte of the regiments (chiefly
Irishmen) refused to assist in the'public pro
cessions to welcome his arrival .in New York.
This regiment has, I believe, since been die
banded in consequence. ,
A few days before I visited New Orleanea
dreadful fire had taken place, that burnt dowry , . ~a whole street of cotton warehduses .
ud cot
ton presses, and emporiums of Southern pro
duce. saw the ruins when I visited' the •
city, still black and hot, just by the great
square where the statue of Beery Clay is, and'
not far from the Levee, as the Shore of the
Mississippi is called. As Schiller says, "Red
as blood was that night," all the town was in
a seethe; the oroad was a piebald of gesticu
lating block and white faces; the whole sky,
from Poydras street to the furthest bayous
leading out to Lake Poneltartrain. was burn ,
ing crimson; millions of dollars melted in the
blaze; 'the young firemen were aroused to the
highest pitch Of audacity; all the town was in' .
a rattle with the hose carts 'and the swift en-
gines; the bells rang in every street; the col
ored lights flashed about; the telegraph was
never VII. , Through wreaths of smoke;
through terrible dangers of falling stones and
beams, and avalanches of fire, rushed the
brave young teen with the ladders, hooks;
ropes and axes. Suddenly, all pries were •
hushed by a roar as of an earthquake; two
- vast walls fell and buried at once fifteen of the
best young men; the moment's hush was bre-.
ken by a scream front the'survivors who, but
five minutea.beforfl, had been all roaring with .
open mouths,. the popular fireman's songe., .
"Wake up boys, the engine's coming."c ; =;
.
The papers, ever since, -have used th is' ler , :
tilde calamity at New Orleans as an argumentfor employing paid firiuzjeti who' are less rash
than volunteers', and Vibe Are always ready,
and quite as effective;. though, perhaps, net , '-
so' daring. gs s l i
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"Goon morning. Pompey," said, the la,wyai..
...Good morning. Massa.“. .!•1 4 10. 111 6kes ;
carry your head down: so,, •
don't you walk Leith yourhaad owl; like roar. .
"Masan, yoti hayo hem tra' a HAIM Of-wheat
whop he ripe rompey.”
you Mika notipaonzem.f,,tle heads stand up,.._
and ewe hapg•dovvii;, dem, cint..aton', up bah
rio grain' in theta." •
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4 . more. what is the ,matterl7 7 ,"D9
enter hes rink away wit de green horse. aM
broke de axle-tree of de Wok house,lret itun,ds'"'
corner a cro ss by do noei lamp-poet ass de t elegrap h ."
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- "Why, is a .. * hive Ilka a 4,0 Pptistetr.
BecauSe a beeltio Is,a tato-6older; .
And , a'behOltter Uspectator,
.Atid aspeck:tater to A bad potatq I" <
One' di' • the intely banded , itompaniei.tta
Chtirlesten is , nomennaded dy ati Episcopal.
minister, and has in .its ranks Ain •di,iniiy '
etndenta.
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