Carlisle herald. (Carlisle, Pa.) 1845-1881, January 09, 1863, Image 1
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ADDRESS TO TRH PATRONS OP "TUN CARLISLE HERALD. .3AIVIJARY 1, 1863 PnoLOGUE "Let Milton cease to rhyme Let Watts lie in his tomb, Let Shakespeare stand behind the door, To give this 'pole' room."--.M. GOOSE. Come hearken now good rieople, List to a man of letters, We carriers of the weekly press, . Acknowledge none our betters. My, New Year's song, I'll try,to sing, 1 have made my bow sirs, And have told you I'm a man of note, .."Cnd my name is GEO. L. GOUCHELL. Jur currency is very bad, I hope 'twill soon be better, But people don't regard the law, 9r mind it to the letter. For used up stamps, There's no excuse, Nor any such disasters, Fur every town is flooded o'er, With ragged, old shinplasters. As when I last addressed you, The war is going on, We still try to whip the Rebels, With efforts great and strong. To Maryland They came one day, And Arrii6 ,— ,v6ut out to meet 'em, And gave them a good lamming, At a creek they call Antietam. Our Governor, Andy Curtin, Called out our soldier boys, Ahd they went off to Hagerstown, With lots of fuss and noise. Like the King of France, Was their advance, With fifty thousand men, They all marched into Maryland, And then, marched back again. They now are home among us, These vet'rans strong and stout, They have seeelhe smoke of powder, And heard the battle shout, To tell hard yarns, Of war's alarms, Does seem to quite delight them, how Franklin county hens and ducks, Had often tried to bite them. There was the Anderson Cavalry, :Men both brave and true, Who were sent here, near the border, To scare the rebecrew. They did intend, Us to defend, From foes, in all directions, But all that they accomplished was To steal the girls' affections. The troop was ordered off one day, 'Twas in a hard snow storm, But each one had a comforter, To keep his body warm. The ladies fair, In force were there, They risked both cough and croup, For to the cars they all must go, Oh ! "Good-bye Anderson Troop." And now my friends and patrons, My story I've related, I've told you all about the war, The incidents' have stated, And yet, forsooth To tell the truth, I'm not quite done my tale, For when" I've said that I've 'nary red, My luck you'll all bewail. Then if you wish to warm my heart, Jtist 4 M7en up your purses, There's nothing like a little cash, To atone for all reverses. And then indeed, I can say "-God speed," .To every one who greets me, And shoPteer regret, that we have met, On this Moro of '63. pioreannualo. THE E NEW-YEAR'S GIFT •' I don't know what in the world will please you, dear," said Mr. Hamlin to his wife. "If I did, I'd go a great ways, and spend a good deal of money, to get the gift for this New Year's." Mrs. Hamlin looked up, and smiled in her husband's face. She knew that these were not more words with hiin, spoken in some after-dinner mood of physical comfort and general self-complacency, which overflowed on others in kind speeches and promises] but never went any further than that. .On the contrary, Mr. Hamlin's deeds alWays wont farther •thar; his words, and his wife knew that he would go far, and do much to bring her, as he said; some gift to gladden her eyes and, rejoice her heart on-this New Year's day. "We have very much to be thankful foi, - ,Geralcii" - Said the: lady, leaning for- . Ward,.and resting her arm on her hils band's knee. , She had a fine, kiiidly, in telligent face-; not - examly - handeciarei - hut -with some charin fnore attractive and per- Oistent flan beauty. • ~.„,- ~.,,,, ' ' '• -•-• 1P.„:,, 1: . -, _ . .• _ •" ~ ~...., , ... . 41 ,- , 01 . 1 irli T ... Is,_,_., Lc .,,,, I VOL. 63. A. K. RHEEM, Editor & Proprietor " So we have, Nary," and the gentle man glanced throughthe long perspective of his handsomely furnished rooms, on which taste -and wealth combined had layshed luxury and beauty. The car pets soft as summer mosses, the walls flushed with rare pictures, the glow of' rose-wood, the gleam of marble, would have feasted the testhetic sense ; but Mr. Hamlin knew, and the thought was a sharp and bitter one to him ; that the chiefest beauty and grace had gone from that stately dwelling, and that all its wealth and luxury cc.uld not woo it back, and that a shadow brooded heavy and dark over his home. It rested, too, on the sweet face of his wife; that cold brooding shadow from the grave ; for up in the nursery t,lvo lit tle cribs, with curtains soft and light as the new winter's first cakes of snow, were silent and empty ; and the two pairs of little pattering feet, that used to falter with the sound of rain drops on the vel vet carpets ; and two little faces, a boy and a girl's, the one brave and eager, the other sweet And tender, lay under the, autumn grass, which the winds had combed, and the rains had crushed, until now there was no more life left in it, no more than there was in the two small marble figures laid uncler it, the figures which a year ago had been so full of warmth and glow, and motion ; and all that we can call the grace of life And so it was no wonder that Mrs. Hamlin sat iu her stately home on the new year, in her mourning dress, with her-heart aching and-desolate Her husr. band looked in her face. He knew well she was trying to put on its look of good cheer for his sake ; and he felt, too, that the grief which lay under it was too deep and solemn for any weeds which he could summon to reach and solace. But his si lence spoke his tender sympathy with it all, and his wife understood it. At last he spoke; " Perhaps I shall come across some thing that I think will strike you before night, and I'll bring it . up' in that case, Mary," stroking her hair with his hand. " Bring yourself up, Gerald," smiled the wife, tenderly. " That will be worth a great deal more than any other gift; be. sides I've outgrown my old girlish rap tures over all sorts of pretty presents." " But I like to bring thew just for the old association's sake," answered the gen tletuam, getting up and giving his wife her good-mourning kiss. - -That - nrornirwas - the - gentlem - atr'satin. his office, at the back of his large ware house he happened to be for a few Mo ments alone. which was a very unusual thing with him, for the small room was usually invaded by head-clerks and under clerks, salesmen, book-keepers, and busi ness men outside, on all sorts of errands; but this being a kind of holiday for the city in general, and Mr. Hamlin's em pluyees in particular, that gentleman found the ordinary stream which flowed into his office somewhat intermitted And in the silence it seemed to him that he caught a repressed sound, that was like a low, grieved sobbing, not far away. The gentleman sitting by the desk burled his head on his hand al d listened sedulously. Yes, there came the sound again; he could not be mistaken now. Somehow it touched the rich merchant and troubled him. Perhaps on this day his heart was unusually tender, for his thoughts bad been much with the little graves under ,the faded grass ; and it was never a long way nor a cold one to the heart of Gerald Hamlin. He opened the office door softly, and went put in the di rection whence the sound proceeded. In a few moments he came suddenly upon a small figure, seated on a high stool in a dark corner of the warehouse —a small figure, uith his head bowed down on'the counter, and sobs shivering it to and fro. The boy was so absorbed in his own grief that he had not observed the footsteps,, of the man, and the first in timation which he bad of Mr. Ilandin's presence was when a hand was laid softly on his shoulder, and a kind voice asked, " My little man, what is the matter with you ?" The child looked up—surprise, con sternation, fear, all striving fur mastery in his face, stained with tears. He tried to speak, but the great sob in his throat met the words and vanquished them, and that was all the reply 114 r. Hamlin got. The gentleman thought, as he looked on the pitiful upturned face, that it was not altogether a strange one to him, tho' certainly not a very familiar one It was a delicate, intelligent face, with little of the robust look of a strong, healthful childhood. " L was thinking about my dead moth er,and my little sister Ellen ," struggled 'out the boy. a And how did you come here to think about them ?"-questioned the plow keouly_ interested merchant. I i)romised to be on hand for an hour two, to see if the're were any errands to do, sir!" . , , " Oh, 'that explains ; so yen ato errand boy,'here. I ninit-have some across your face ono° in a `while., . How long have you been in theetorel" , ''. ' ' ' 7 -I ,INo. lieen here u month; sir. .I. imam . jo,E),t . two Weoke, after mother died." • " Well;iny niiild . , come with me into CARLISLE, PA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 9, 1863. the office," and Mr. Hamlin' took hoid of the small, thin hand, and _led the hiving boy into his warm, pleasant office. He placed the boy, whose years could not yet have run into a dozen, in a com fortable armchair, and said some of those kind, reassuring words to him which al ways. comfort the heart of a child. And then, when Mr. Hamlin saw that he had somewhat won the boy's confidence, he Went on questioning him in a kind, deli cate way. until he had become passedsed of the boy's story, which I must condense for you here, my young readers. This boy's.name was Edward Thayer; his father had bedb dead almost four years. flis'uither had struggled after his death as a mother will, for her chil dren's sake, to keep fuel and food for the boy and girl that the father's stout arm and brave heart could shelter no longer. But her health, always delicate, had bro. ken down at last ; they removed froni one poor lodging to another, the last lodging always being poorer and smaller than the preceding one. At last, Mrs Thayer was unable to sit up, and the sole dependence of the family was on the small sum that Edward could earn by-the sale of his newspapers. Fi nally—the sobs broke thick in the boy's tale here—the poor emaciated young mother died, receiving with her dying breath a promise from her son that he would always watch over and take care of his little sister Ellen, so long as they both should live. The woman who rented the floor be neath the 'ehatolier where--Mrs: Thayer died, had been kind, and by the sale of the scant furniture had defrayed the ex penses of the funeral, reservinf , a few chairs, an old table and shine crockery for herself, and offering the little girl a few weeks' board for this ; and her broth er, who was one of the porters at Mr Hamlin's warehouse, had -obtained the situation of errand boy for Edward, at a dollar and a half a week ; and the buy was quite certain that his mother would have approved of this change in his busi ness, as it was much pleasanter than sel bog newspapers out in the cold and rain, and he had a fixed salary of a dollar and a half a week. But his little sister had now quite hoarded out the remnant of her mother's furniture, and the women who owned it could not afford to keep her any longer at less than a dollar a week, this being the price he paid for his own board; and so, the new year was opening for Edwarl hiS little siSier, wide world there was not a root to shelter them ; and the heart of the boy was breakingas he thought of—not of himself, but of the tender, helpless little girl, who, too young and weak to take care of her self, would be thrust out into the cold, pitiless world. " Oh, sir, what will become of her— my poor little sister ?" arid the child closed his pathetic story with another breals of sobs and tears .)IY boy," answered the. merchant, whose heart had been deeply touched, '• your little sister shall not be thrust homeless out into the cold world. I will see to that " " Oh, sir!" What a radiant glance of surprise and gratitude beamed up from that boy's face. He could not find any words ; he did not need any after that look ! The merchant was interrupted at this moment by a gentleman, who detained him on some business fur the next hall hour; and when he was gone, Mr. Ham. lin said to Edward— " No, my boy, put your bat am going to ;ee this little sister of y6urs." They went.together, and Mr. Hamlin took the HAIG boy's hand tanderly as a father would have done, and the delight ed child hurried the merchant through Several brood thoroughfares into a narrow back street, and to the door of a brown, decayed dwelling, that looked as though it had nine-tenths of a j tnind to give up at once, and -turn. over,roof and all, into the street; and this dwelling stood among a good many others just as old and decay ed, and possessed of- the BEII.IIO Indecision respecting the further maintenance of their equilibrium. And Edward Thayeried the rich mer• chant up a long flightof stairs, and open ed the deer on the lunding, and there among . half a dozen dirty. broad-faced, staring, tow headed children, was a little girl, with wide, wondering blue eyes, and pretty, delicate features, and short, gold en curls, astray about hr face; and this was Ellen Thayer, looking like some sweet lily, blossoming in that strange, uncen genial atmosphere: She came forwards When her brother called her, and nestled up to his side, her blue oyes growing.wider for wonder; but in a little while, the gentleman's kind face and voice won her to siLon his knee, and play with his golden chain ;: and at last, the child looked up in his face wita her bright ; wistful one, 'which had only seen half a dozen years. said oho," you are just as kind to rue as..manitua 'used to bo when .she. was hero' 44 My little girl," and:involuntarily the gentleman's arms•elosed about thrimmall form, 4,t wontd yip. likTe "to. go, will): me, ,to, a. lady—LA vary sweet, lalia; tonAer-hearted` lady, who will lfo to, you what your own kJ .1' •-•—g,- •II I ... •Vs I z • $. y . • to: yz: mamma tised to be, and who lives in a nice, warm, large, beautiful home, a long ways from here ?P The listening face brightened and brightened with longing and eagerness. ".oh, I should like to go with you— and Edward I" lisped the child, her shy- ness all lost in wondering eagerness, and she slipped softly from the gentleman's knee, and laid her small hand in his large one, and said wistfully— " Can we go to see the beautiful lady that is like mamma, now ?" At that moment, the mistress of the chamber entered. She was a coarse, rough untidy woman, but not altogether heartless, as her conduct towards the orphan boy and girl had proved The amazement and bewilderment of thiswoman, when she encountered the merchant surpasses description ; but afeiv words' from Mr. Hamlin, explained all, and quite satisfied her, and she prepared Ellen fur her departure as well as the child's wardrobe admitted, and followed the three to the door, with loud and reit erated thanks and blessings, after Mr. Hamlin had bestowed on her a ten-dollar note,which amply repaid her for the shel ter which the orphans had found under her not'. ,4 1ary, I've brought you a New Year's gift that I think will please you," said an hour later, as he entered th 6 sitting room, leading by .the hand a little, wondering, shy, sweet-faced child ; and he reo.oved her bonnet and stroked the short, golden curls "-Why, Gerald, what do you mean •?' asked the astonished lady, while th 3 book. dropped from her hands to the floor. . And then Mr. Hamlin told his wife, briefly, the story which Edward Thayer had told him, sitting in his office that day, and the lady drank' in every word, and before her husband had concluded, her soft, brown eyes were lull of tears and she had reached forward and taken the the small hand• of Ellen Thayer in her own white ones, and stroked them ten derly, as a mother might have done. And in conclusion, Mr. Hamlin said. " I thought, Mary, that as the children God ; gave us had tuft our home for their home in heaven, you might take this lit n their stA e d to you, rveotht.r-heart, which has been so lonely and desolate." And Mils. Hamlin's arms wrapped them selves around the sweet child tightly, and her' heart overflowed with warmth and tenderness towards tbelittle girl, as she said— •""Poor little motherless - dayltsg - ! --- Oh; Gerald ! it is the best New Year's gift you could hive brought me!, And afterwards, there was no more cold nor loneliness—no more poverty nor suffering for them ; for Mr. and Mrs Hamlin surrounded with all loving care the children of their adoption, Edward and Ellen Thayer. —Peterson's Magazine. "AB( UT THIBTv.v--:"Madam, at what age shall I put you down ?" No direct answer. " How old is your husband?" " Sixry one." " And your oldest son ?" " Twenty-five." " Arid the next," " Twenty one." " And how old do you call yourself?" "I do not know my age exictly, but it is about thirty ?" " Did I understand you madam that your oldest son was twenty-five ?" " Yes " " You must surely, then, be more than thirty." Well sir," (quick and snappingly,) " 1 told you about thirty. I cant tell ex actly; it may be thirty-one or two, but I'm positive its not over that." WELL KEPT 13urrEit —" In 1814," says the Journal do l' Aisne " a woman of Cassey, being surprised by the Cos• sacks, concealed a crock of fresh butter which she did not want them to have in a field near her Louse. After the depar ture of the foreign visitors she endeavored to find, the exact spot in which.the butter was 'concealed, but did not succe , •d, and after a while the whole matter was. for gottea. Last week some workinen dig ging the foundation of a.house came upon the pot in question, and on'opening what they expected to be a' treasure, discovered the butter as white and firm as when bu ried forty-eight years before. Since ex posure to the air it has, however, acquired an extremely rank taste." A ROVING PAPER The Memph s Appeal is a migratory Journal, which follows or precedes the rebel army , in the Southwest. It carries •its name with it wherever it goes, and so comforts itself with the fiction that Memphis - has not been taken by the Union Miami. When the city was.find captured, it moved to Grenade, from whibh 'owe it uttered treason and , fury against the - United States The other day When 'General, Hoover wait approaching Grenada, the editor_ hurridly paoked'up his effecis and evaeuated This time-ho determined - to - get - atl far out of reaches possible, and the Memphis Appeal is hereafter to be published at 'Marietta. Georgia. about' three hundred and fifty miles front Memphis. :pis placto is chosen partly lie,' cause there is a paper mill thero,..and.l,i'lly: because It is rigoed distant.° from any thrash: ening Union army. When the editor mores nest, The . heart , of therebellion, will. be. reached -lot 'Us hope the - day is .'net,' • far' distant. ngt,A. pail of milk (dela drinks ai much water as a cow. This thing called newspaper patronage is a curious thing. It is composed of as many colors as a rainbow, and is as changeable as a cbamelon. One man subscribes for a newspaper and pays for it in advance; he goes home and reads it with the proud satisfaction that it is his own. lie hands in an ad vertisement, asks the price and pays for it. This is newspaper patronage. Another man says please to put my name on your list of subscribers; and he goes off without as much as having said pay once. Time passes, your patience is exhausted and you dun him. Hp flies in a passion, perhaps pays, perhaps not. Another man has been a subscriber a long time. He becomes tired of you and wants a change. Thinks he wants a city paper. Tells the postmaster to discon tinue, and one of his papers is returned to you marked " refused." Paying up for it is among the last of his thoughts; besides he wants his money to send to a city publisher. After a time you look over his account, and see a bill.of balance due." But But does he pay for it cheerfully and freely? We leave him to answer. This, too, is newspaper patronage. Another man lives near you—never took your paper—it is too small—don't like the editor—don't like the politics— too Whiggish, or too something else— yet goes regularly to his neighbor and reads his by a good fire—finds fault with its contents, disputes its positions, and quiirrek with its type. Occasionally sees an article he likes—gives half a dime and begs a number. This, too, is newspaper patronage. Another sports a fine horse, or perhaps a pair of them—is always seen with a whip in hand and spur on foot—single man —no use for him to take a newspa per—knows enough Finally ho con cludes to get married—does so—sends a notice of the fact with a "please publish and send we half a dozen copies." This done, does he over pay for notice or pa pers ? No " but surely you'don't charge for such things !" This, too, is newspa per patronage Another than (bless you it does us good to- see such a wan) cower and naye, the year far which I paid is about to expire, and I want to pay for another. He does so, and retires. Reader! isn't newspaper patronage a curious thing,? And in that great day when honest men get, the reward due to th`ei'r 'Honesty, - WHEW say — you of"tliose enumerated above, will obtain that re ward ? Now it will he seen that, while certain kind of patronage are the very life and 'existence' of a newspaper, there are certain other kinds that will kill a paper stone dead. A Pack of Cards both Bible and Almanac. , Richard Milton, a soldier, spreading a pack of cards betbre him in a church, and refusing to put them away, the sergeant carried him before the mayor, who asked him what ho had to say in excuse for his indecent behavior. Please your worship, be made reply, they are my Bible. A one, rewinds me that- there is but one God. A two, of the Father and Son. A three, of the Father, Sun and Holy Ghost. A four, of the four Evangelists. A five, of the fivo wise virgins who wore ordered to burn their lamps. A six, that in siz days God created Hu ;yen and Earth. A seven, that on the seventh day he rested from his labor. An eight, of eight righteous persons saved from the deluge—Noah, his wife, three eons and three daughters. A nine, of the ungrateful lepers, clean sed by our Saviour—there were ten, but only one offered his tribute of thanks. A ten, of the Ten Commandments The queen reminds me of the queen of Sheba, who came from the uttermost parts of the earth to listen to the wisdom of Solomon, as her companion,, the king, does of the great King of Heaven and, of kings. You have answered all except the knave; what is he ?" The knave I should say, is the sergeant who brought me before you. For my almanac, I find. Fifty-two cards in a paok, for-fifty-two weeks in a year. Thirteen curds in each suit, for thirteen lunar months in a year. Twelve count cards, for the twelve cal ender months. Four suits of cards for- the four sea sons. A ORIEEN SENTINEL.--A drafted man on guard at Camp Howe, recently, bailed Colonel Stockton as he was passing thus " Say, here,. who the—are you ?" Colonel s—" I believe I'm colonel of a regiment." "'The-----you are; colonel, give us a chew of tobacco." ' .After; gettini a supply of .the weed he: he stuck his musket in tho ,iround and ,very coMplaeoutlyremarked , : ,f 4 It's rath er weou sit down iwililortia WOut to his gust.' too. Tait NO, 1. Newspaper Patronage Twe Moon %Mgt? *HE Waaritits,.=Mr. PIA Harrison, , Thim a Study of the titaimometrio observations, at Greenwich, finds that there is a tolerably constant Increase ,of temperature from the new moon to full, and a decrease from the full moon to the first quarter, Be also finds that the maximum of rain or cloudy days corresponds with the first calf of the lunar period, and the maximuin of fine. olear days with the last half. Be explains the!aot by the dispersing action of the full moon up on the clouds. The dispersing action is in turn accounted for by Sir John Hersohell thus; The heat rays of the moon are almost inappreciable even to the most delicate in struments. Mellani found that the index of an extremely sensitive thermo•eleotrio pile scarcely moved when a moonbeam was con centrated on it by a lens so powerful that a sunbeam thus converged would have burned platinum into vapor. The heat rays sent from the moon, therefore, must be Intercepted and absorbed by our atmosphere. Being thus concentated in the upper strata of the atmos phere, the heat necessarily warms that region, and thus dissipates the clouds and hinders their formation, The full moon will, therefore, clear the sky, and by so doing will lower the temperature of the earth, for clouds not as a blanket to the earth keeping its heat from radiating into space. The new moon, de prived for some time of the sun's heat, is incapable of exercising a similar influence, and the rainy or cloudy days are, therefore, more frequent during the first half of the lunar period. Leverrier accepts this hypothesis of Hersobell, but it has been combatted by other astronomers, and must still be considered sub judsce. le_ The following is said to have pass ed in a school down east " What is the most northern town in the United States ?" " The North Pole." " Who is it inhabited by ?" . " By the Poles sir." " That's right. Now whath the mean ing of the word stoop ? " I don't know sir." " What do I do when I bend over thus " You scratch your shins, sir." " What's the moaning of the word carve ?" " I don't know si." " What does your father do when be sits down to the table?" " lie axes for the brandy bottle ' ' " I don't mean that. Well, then, what does your mother do when you sit down to the table ?" " She says she will wring our necks if we spill any greaue on the floor." IT PAYS TO TAKE THE PAPEHA.-A capital story is told of an old farmer in the northern part of this county who had been •'saving up" to take up a mortgage of 52,000 held against him by a man near the seashore. The farmer had saved up all the money in gold, being afraid to trust the banks in the.•o war times. Week before last, he lutrged down his gold and paid it over, when the following coloquy ensued. " Why, you don't mean to give this $2,000 in gold, do you ?" said the lender. • " Yes, certainly," said the faimer, " I was afraid of the pesky banks, and so I've been saving up the money, in yellow boys for this long time." " All right," responded the lender, " only I thought you didn't take the pa pers, that's all !" Take the tapers ! No sir, not I.— They — lniii - e — gone on so since the wars been agoing that. I won't have one of the d—fish things about. But the money is all right, isn't it ?" " Yes, all right, $2OOO in gold. All right, here's your note and mortglge." And well might he have called it all right, as the premium on gold that day was 30 per. cent, and his gold was not only worth the face of his bond, but $OOO besides, enough to have paid for his village newspaper for himself and posterity for at least centuries. It pays to take the papers.—Norwalk Gazette. Atonic) CLIARACCER.S.—Strength of charactre consists in two things—power of will and power of sell restraint. It re quires Lathings, therefore, for its exist ence strong feelings and strong command them. Now it is here NV( have a great over mistake; we mistake strong feelings for strong character. A man who bears all before him, before whose frown domestics tremble, and whose bursts of fury make the children of the household quake be cause be has his will obeyed, and his own way in all thine , We call him a strong wan. The truth is ; that this maths weak, it is his passions that are. strong; hei mastered by them, is weak You must measure the strength of man by the pow- er of the feelings he subdues, not by the power of those which subdue him. And hence composure is very often the highest result of strength. Did you ever see a man receiving a flagrant insult, and only grow a little pale, and then reply quietly ? That is a man spiritually strong. Or did we never sees man in anguish stand, as if carved out of solid rock, mastering himself? Or one bearing a hopeless daily trial.remain and never tell the world what pankered his home peace ? That is strength. Or who, with strong passions, remained chaste : he who; keenly sensitive, with manly powers of indignation in him, ono be provoked and yet retain himself and forgive—there are the strong men, th'e spiritual heroes.—Rev. I'. W Robertson. To CURE A FILM IN THE EYE OF A Floase.--Take the white vitriol and rook alum one part—pulverise finely, and add clear spring water. - IV ith finely pointed camel's hair pencil or soft feather, insert a single drop of this, solution into the diseased eye every night-and—morning, and in a week the film. usually, iliaspears . ; ,and the eye becomes bright, sound and healthy. In some cases, pulverized loaf. sugar blown into the , eye through quill, will proven reap d Poiy.dered should nererb4oo,d iwatioh oases, al. though recomtneitited ' , by some; salt" iti , '- , muc h . ume.likely to, produce injurious , eff cts Op cure tbero A' Farmer. , a ..troritnais like' von) that eau only be used in the present tense.