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Special Correspondence of the Carlisle HERALD WASHINGTON, D. 0., Jan. 16, 1806 The attention of the House has been gen erally confined to the consideration of negro suffrage in the District, and it would appear, in comparison, that other subjects of great national importance occupy but secondary importance. It is not surprising, the vast interest centered upon this, the leading ques tion of the day, when the momentous issues involved are reflected upon, and the bearing it will have, after being reduced to a practi cal working shape, throughout the length and breadth of the land. Tho opposition, well knowing this, are using almost superhuman efforts to stay the element in favor of the bill, and in their' arguments against its pas sage, speak of a certain repetition of St. Do mingo horrors, the total overthrow of our social system, and other contingencies, ter rible only in contemplation. Rhetorical dis play and sophistry, however, will be of no avail against the sound reasoning and safe judgment of such statesmen as Hon. Charles Sumner and Thaddeus Stevens, who not only believe in the declaration that "all men were created with certain inalienable rights," but will wield their immense influence, ultimate ly with success, in developing the eligibility of the colored man, in every sphere in the country, to the elective franchise. The proposition to equalize the bounties of discharged soldiers, thus securing to those who volunteered at the commencement of the war through patriotism alone, a modi cum at least of the largo premiums granted by the Government to volunteers of 1863- 4, has received a damper, and I am afraid " we" will have to rest content with the " laurels" already won. In a report to tho Military Commission of the House, the Pay master General demonstrates the sum re quired by the provisions of the scheme to be of such startling magnitude, as to awaken grave doubts of its - feasibility. It is safe, therefore, to presume, that notwithstanding the demands of justice and equity toward that class of volunteers alluded tc, nothing will be done this session in furtherance of the object. Everything must have an end, and so the sale of articles at the Dead Letter Office. - During the six weeks it has been pending, more than six thousand articles were dis posed of to parties for whom they were not intended. Alas, for the uncertainty of every thing perishable I Tokens of love from moth er to son, from sweetheart to lover, and ob jects of more practical purposes, Were as ruthlessly knocked down as any ordinary articles of exchange, and as if no associa tions that once were dear, had ever clustered around them. In these nightly sales human affections were quite ignored, and man's 'proverbial inhumanity fully exemplified by the ribald jest and unseemly remark attend ing the transfer of souvenirs valuable only as emblems of affection. Maggio Mitchell is playing, an engage- . ment at Grover's, and taking the hearts of those whose sensitive natures aro rather sus ceptible of being moved by her " matchless creation" of Fanchon. In this role she is inimitable ; con manding the sympathies of her auditors at will, and who aro always perfectly passive under the eloquence of her touching simplicity. A greater sensation than even " Blind Tom" produqd, is now being created by Master Richard Coker, leading soprano at Trinity Church, New York, a child of 14 years. This wonderful musical prodigy is giving vocal concerts here, electrifying everybody with the sweet ness and compass of his voice. The Milton ian Tableaux are being exhibited at Odd Fellow's Hall, and from the crowds nightly striving for admission, I opine with success. Snow began to fall about noon yesterday and continued to descend until a late hour in the night. Sleighs wore called into re quisition, and the -" tintinabulation of the bells," and the sweet voices of lovely ladies, blend ing the zest of enjoyment with the harmony of song, made the air redolent with melody. Brom Chamber's Journal. THE BLACK MAN :_ A. LEGEND OF BAYSWATER. I= My husband and I were married at the ca tbedral in Calcutta in the rn onth of May. Not, long after, his health became delicate, and he was compelled to apply for leave of ab sence, so that the following February found us in our native country, George laughing ly said that he was much obliged to his liver for giving him an opportunity of ex hibiting his newly wedded wife before his friends and relatives in the pride of her youth. But I did not sit down to write about myself, 'nor, indeed,- about George, although, if I once begin to speak about him, oniet leave off,- he is such a dear, good fel low. My sister had the impudiMce to call him plain, but they, don't understand the expression that lights up his facewhen he , is animated. But enough of took up my pen to tell you a story—a rather cu rious affair that happened when I was staying in London. We were on a visit to my busbanks ma ternal uncle, Sir Peter Peckovor,' the great railway t director, 'who lives at No. 9 Turtle AtardolyGormandy Square—that is to say, I was on a visit there, for George 'very soon got tired of the long wearisome dinner par ties, and indeed I am sure they wore very bad for his darling stomach ; so he wont twenty miles into the country to sea an old' schoolfellow, and loft me all alone with his grand relations. -• I did no,t like it much; for Sir Peter is very stiff and pompous'; - Lady Peek Over over so kind, but rather fond of kS'eping everybody in order; and 'as for Julia, with whoni Geoige was so anxious' that I should cultivate an intimaby—well, , we hairs not an idealn comnion, except 6n the subject of Venetian point ; ace•whichTie' both adore. One reason why I don't like Julia,-18,) that she has Such a dreadfully bad eipinion , of her fellow creatures. She thinks -deeep, don is the, rule, and sincerity the eicePtcon, and.refuses to- believe . anything eiCept on what she calls the . evidence of hor 'Senses.. This,' however, aloes not prevent her' from be; liovirig: in spirit-raPping.' - you : otilriitance of hotantrodiaio j Jot st;potitii ~ , ~ ~ .r ~s ~, , ~. ;; , , ~ .. i ~` t~ trifling, but it leads naturally up. to the :story whici I wish to tell. One day Julia and I had been to the Lon don Crystal Palace to buy some useless little ornament or other, and were returning on foot. Just as we entered Gormandy Square, I cried out : . 0 Julia, there's a native of India swooping a crossing I Poor man I I should so like to speak Hindustani to him, and give him a sixpence. How cold he must be, this biting March day I" "My dear child," returned Julia, with an air of superior wisdom, " you were brought up in the country, were you not, before you went out to India ?" " Entirely," I answered. '.Well, then, take*the benefit of my me tropolitan experience, and don't waste your sixpences on so unworthy an object. If your sixpence is burning in your pocket, give it to mamma for her ' Laundresses' Mutual Benefit Club." "But it would be such fun talking Hin dustani to a native in London," I pleaded. " You would only be encouraging lazi ness and vice„' said Julia sevoiely.— " This man if really a native of India, must be a Lascar, and ought to have re.- turned home with his ship. But I don't be lieve he is an Indian at all. He is proba- bly an Irishman." "An Irishman! my dear Julia ; look at his dross and complexion." "The effects of walnut-juice," replied Miss Peckover sternly. "If you wore to come behind him unti'wares, and run a pin into him" (Julia said this with quite a rel ish, as itshe would really like to do it,) "the bad language which he would infalli- bly make use of would be in the Irish dialect.' Julia had dragged me along while we were talking, so that by the time she had spoken this last sentence, wd had reachOd home Two gentlemen called that afternoon, one Mr. Fishplate Gage, who is said to be a very clever person, but I don't care the least about him, for he talks of nothing but rail way matters ; the other, Mr. Arthur Long Bowman, a barrister in the Temple, who never gets any briefs, but lives partly on his father, and partly on his contributions to the magazines. He is very amusing, and we had a most agreeable conversation to gether, while Julia and Mr. Gage were sol emnly discui;ing the prospects of the bill which the Great Extension Railway had brought before parliament for a line between Pedlington Parva and Stoke Pogis. "Apropos.of a° number of foreign na tionalities settled in London, Mr. Bowman, I said, " d6 - yOti - balid - Vdthat there are any Hindu crossing-sweepers? My cousin Julia declares they are all Irishmen." " Miss Peckover must be extra-sceptical, then, even in this sceptical age, replied Mr. Bowmen. " Why, there is an unmistakable Hindu who sweeps a crossing within two hundred yards of this house." "The very man whom 1 noticed as my cousin and 1 were coming home! In Gor mandy Square, is he not ?" " Yes. Now, lam not skilled in oriental languages, but I have not tho least doubt ho is a genuine native. Besides I have studied the crossing-sweeper, as an interesting varie- y of the human species, in all his phases I have watched him slink homewards with his broom under his arm ; I have seen him having deposited that valuable tool in his humble garden, re-emerge in a peajacket, with an independent bearing, for the pur pose of purchasing the tripe, or the sheep's head, or the saveloy which forms his savory evening meal. As for the Hindu in Lon don, my dear Mrs. Miles, he is a wonderful creature—wonderful for tho tenacity with which ho clings to the customs of his fatherL• land. I could take you., if it were a fit for lady to visit, to an oriential• Colonil in the far east of London, where bit fob difference of buildings and climate, 'yob might conceive yourself in Calcutta. No 11 in that street (I like to bo exact,) to out ward appearance an ordinary house, is in reality a heathen temple, chock-full of idols, where, regardless of the clergyman of the parish, the expatriated Hindu does solemn poojah ; while in the back yard, aid ed by the poles and lines of a conniving washerwoman, the dread ceremonies of the churruck are inaugurated. You know what I mean 7" " Of course ; swinging with hooks fasten ed in their flesh." " Precisely. Nay, I have heard, but will not vouch for the fact," continued Mr. Bowman gravely, "that on one cohesion, a worn-out Blackwell omnibus was purchased at Aldridge's Repository by a number of Hindus.. Can you guess their object, Mrs, Miles ?" " I can," I answered with a shudder for a Juggernaut-cart." "Just so," massive figure-head of a condemned East Indiaman served for the god;-- .. while.....the _omnibus,--crammed - with - yelling devotees, was driven up and down the confined space of that back-yard. To depict such a scene, with its combined elements of grotesquerie and , horror, would require the pencil of a Fuson." Compared with this exciting conversation how tamo and prosaic sounded our neigh bor's dialogue ? The only real opposition ,proceeds from Jackson,". I heard Mr. Gagesay,. Every body else has' been bought off. We've' of- Dired him a station close to his 'park gates, if he litres it, but he won't listen to it." " HIS ideal mnst bp, Very oid fashioned," observed Julia quietly: I -forgot to saythat Mr. ago and Julia wore lovers, and tbiswaft their way.Cf Court.: 014 of,my dear George, and remomber.his romantic sentinients, [aria enthusiasm, so aadordaiit with MY Own ce i rMote . : l ?#'totio thcinhfni;thet4-but I Williay,n9, more on,that pubject. . • For wonderi•thero Wa!t •i iiii' dinner "'party that it 4' 47 :4;"l'O' ih 4 a ; 7!.TY, PAea' 3 ,Ak. d evening;-that ifs aay, , Mr; Peter dqzed. comfortably in an. arm-chair . by the enti-Macatistir'dv,'or his head ;'. L4 4:Y e#Pl , lro:#:?ere#PAie. pile' ofi iil4,:c6ypr 9 ,'.triulomnens3 boolts4. -Julia .Pfnctised 'morqaux•frota lfirella on 'the planofortp anti:composed 'delight,= long and ‘ 4 1.N.11.9r-;dear ,George, in: exchange fof his.ahabby epiatle•of ton lines, whicli•was , altoetittPied'iktbilitideticilirtiOn'Pf a gigaii: ~..,, _,, , ~,,,„, . ,:,, „Ti, ~-said Mr. Bowman. " Tho ffMEMIE =I 1 „.„.._..r.,...,,...,..,+"••.,,,•"•,..,..,_.,.,,,.. r •, .\ ,•,.,....,,,•,::.,,,,..,....:;.v.,.„. .r. • , ::.. , :i V. 1" ' '1 .. . -- '.'l . . ; I; . ' '. •. ..'. ( • ‘.: ) • •••.....-. Carlisle, Pa., Friday, January 26, 1866 tic pike which ho had captured. About eleven o'clock we all went up stairs; but I eat up till twelve brushing my hair, and reading over a choice packet of George's love-letters—models of manly devotion—but I forbear. My fire had begun to burn low, as a hint that I had better go to bed ; and I had just folded up the last of these beloved letters, when suddenly I recollected that I had left my work-box down stairs. I did not like to leave it there till the morning, for it contain ed a bracelet which was George's first pres ent, and I could not have slept quietly if it had not been in my own keeping. It was very provoking, for at the Peckover's house there is nothing but gni burned,— gas in the kitchen, in the sitting-rooms, and in the bed rooms. If there had been a wax-taper in the room, I should have lighted it, of course ; and if there had been a box of lucifers, I should have taken them with me : but there was no taper, and not a single match in the or namental box placed on my dressing table. I did not care to carry a lighted alumette in my hand, for fear of setting fire to Sir Peter's beautiful carpets ; so I determined to go down in the dark. I remembered exactly where I had left the work-box ; it was on the left hand corner of the Louis-Quatorzc table, in the breakfast porter; I felt that I could lay my hand on it at once. My heart beat a little quicker than usual as I descended the stairs, everything seemed so preternaturally quiet; but I reached the breakfast parlor in safety, felt abOut for the Louie-Quartorze table, discovered it, and found my workbox. I was just about to quit the room, when I heard a slight noise outside, which startled me terribly : it was as if somebody had dropped two or three spoons and forks. I felt half inclined to faint, and opened the door as noiselessly as possible. My attention was immediately at tracted by a light, which streamed out free. under a closed door in the passage. " Perhaps, after all," I said to myself, " I have alarmed myself needlessly. I remem ber now that this is the pantry-door ; and no doubt Mr. Jeaks, the butler, has sat up late to night gosssiping, and is now counting his plate." The thought had scarcely pass ed through my mind when the door opened slowly, and a figure appeared, bearing in one hand a kitchen candlestick, in the other a plate basket full of silver. Was it the fig ure of any person belonging to the house If it had been my knees would not have trembled under me, nor should I have sunk down upon the floor in a semi-conscious swoon. At length, by a strong mental ef fort, I recovered sufficient to raise myself up ; and nervously clutching my work-box, I made my way slowly up stairs. As soon as I entered my room, I locked and bolted the door, and then sat down in a chair to re flect. The fire had gone out, but the gas, which I had turned up to its highest point, made the room look bright and cheerful. I looked at the clock—it was past one. I must have lain for upwards of an hour in the half fainting state. It was too late now to alarm the house. The mischief was done ; and the perpetrator of the deed had doubtless long since departed with his spoils. Besides, to tell the truth, I did not dare to venture out into these long dark passages again; so I crept into bed. CHAPTER 11 "This is a most extraordinary story, my dear Isabella," said Lady Peckover to me, as she slowly and majestically descended the stairs on the following morning. "Neither Sir Peter nor I heard anything, and I al the very slightest of sleepers. Nor did Bu 4e (this was the lad r y:s , prid)report anything wrong win eaMcy l ll the hot water. Krowever, here ie,',..1e#34; we will question portly person, with a tiald head, a reddish nose, and a most formal style'lif . addreSs i ; •in fact, th'e: very beau ideal "'" '• " JeakeB;" t tPoleb` " wore the doors all properly' rdstened this morn ing ?" " I've heard no complaint to the contrary, my lady 7" " None of the plate missing 7" " Dear me; no, my lady," answered Mr. Jenks, with almost an injured air. " I count it every night, and again every morning reg ular at eight o'clock." " There, Isabella I" said Lady Peckover, turning to me; "you see, my dear, you must have been mistaken. It was most likely an attack of nightmare." " I assure you," I began. But Lady Peckover gave rne a meaning glance, as much As to say " Speak no more about it in the presence of the servants." When breakfast was over, and Sir Peter had gone to the City, and the servants had left the room, Julia said :—" Mother, what is this mystery between you and Isabella? heard, „you talking about it as I was coming down stairs." Marnly, ray - dear,. that your cousin' dreamed she saw a thief last night stealing the plate." " Dreamed ! aunt?" I exclaimed. "The proof that it was only a dream, my dear Isabella," answered Lady Peckover," "fs,thnt thO plate is in perfect order. As scion as I had heard your account, I felt it would be satisfactory to Jeakes that he shou4 count over the spoons and forks in my pres ence: He did so, and n-Ppe of them were 111113[4r 1g*: " But What was your dream, Isabella ?" wilted Julia. " It was no dream at a_ll," I said, quite " but a real' occurrence. went down 'stairs about twerve o'clock to fetch iny Work-box, and saw a man ,cotr♦p out of the pantry with the plate-basket in his •di The cuiious thing, Julia," interrupted Lady. Feekover," is, that, Isabella persists 'in Saying thatie l Witsa hlack . man with a tur ban on his head." • ••• 1"I can explain it all," exclaimed Julia, • triuniPharitly. "I:E! . e Was "liketite Frpsling-, rivieelie . i. Oorntandy square, wasn't I"7ires, vetylilic," I replied. : . , . Id Mieellont - filpstration - of the , theory ef i dreams!" "You were talk king to me'abent the crossing..sweeper yester,, day, and , I, heard, that,silly, Mr. Bowrugn to ling you a 'nunibit; Oi'apeoryPhai!anec •,datei:o the' `same stihfect",; Yon ' possess a, viiidittitiginatiOnitnidear. re aV6ll'-'i waking thoughts form tho subject of your dreams." " Really, cousin, you aro very provoking." I said vehemently. suppose you won't believe that I came down stairs at all last night." "Of course I don't," she answered. " believe your dream visited you when you were snugly in bed." At these words I rang the boll. " Why aro you ringing, my dear ?" asked Lady Peckover. " Because I want Mrs. Bunco's evidence to support mine. I am particularly anxious not to make a fuss about this," said Lady Peckover. " We shall end in making all the woman servants so nervous that they will be giving me warning." " But, my dear aunt,' I replied, " I want to clear my character. I cannot bear to bo looked upon as a silly school-girl, magnify ing a mere dream into a real occurrence. Now, Julia, you don't believe that I ever went down stairs at all last night —I say I did ; and as a proof of it, I could only find one of my slippers when I got up this morn ing. I then remembered that .when swooned, one of them come off, and as I was in too grant ex fright. on coming to my sen ses to look for it, I hobbled up stairs with out it. Oh I hero is Mrs. Bunce." "Bunco," said Lady Peckover, did you find one of Mrs. Miles's bedroom slipers this morning ? "The housemaid found it, my lady, the first thing this morning in the breakfast parlor "Now Julia:: I exclaimed, "will you be lieve that I went down stairs?" • "I begin to think there is more in this than a mere dream,"said my cousinithought fully. "I am doubting whether it may not be a case of spirtual manifestation." "riddlesticks I" cried Lady Peckovor. "Isabella," pursued my cousin,"possesses just that susceptible sort of organizatson to which the spirits love to render themselves visible." "Nonsense, Julia I" said Lady Peckover sternly, "You are frightening Bunco ; she is growing quite pale: What's the 'muter, Bunco?' "Nothing my Lady," answered Mrs. Bunco submissively; 'only I hope Mrs. Miles haven't seen the ghost." "The ghost I" exclaimed my 'aunt angrily. "What nonesense is this Bunce?'.' "The ghost of the Black Man, my Lady," said Bunce, rather unwillingly. The lady's-maid's words took us all aback. Nobody Wad disclDsed to any of the servnats the nature of the appearance which I had seen, yet Mrs. Bunco lied at once guessed it correctly. Even Lady Peckover looked rather uneasy. while Julia seemed pleased, as if she expec ted some confirmation of her spiritual theo- "What is this story, Bunce?" she askei. "Well, Miss, I've never seen anything my self, and Mr. .leakes and John Thomas the footman told us' women-servants to say nothing about it, for fear of frightening the family; but as Mrs. Miles has seen something, I don't mind mentioning, what Mr. Jeakes told me, Ile says: "Mt s Bunee,” he says, '•I should advise you as a friend, being a lady of delicate nerves, not to go down to the basement story, nor indeed on the ground floor, after the family's abed," 'Why not,' I say, 'Mr. Jeakes7"Because,' ho says. 'the Black Man is reputed to walk.' And then he told this story. The first tenant that occu pied this house was a Col. Culpepper, a ter rible passionate gentleman, as I've heard is the case with most Indian gentlemen,always excepting Major Miles, who is the sweetest tempered or'- "Never mind my husband, Mrs. Bunee, said, 'go on with your story.' "Well, Miss—ma'am I should say—the colonel had a black servant whom he treated very oruel indeed. Nothing come amiss to throw at him, when the colonel was vexed. Paper weights, dishcovers, books from the circulating library, anything. One day he threw the clothes brush at him. The poor black man took to his bed and died. An in quest was bold, Miss, as was only right and propper ; but the colonel, who was rolling in money, bribed the, parish beagle, and he summonsed a packed jury, composed entirely of retired civilians, who returned a verdict of Sunstroke, caused by a peculiar effect of the British sun in January on the Hindu constitution. And now, as Mr. Jeakes says, his spirit goes perambulating about demand ing justice.' . "What become of Col. Culpepporl" asked Lady Peckovor. ' "Took ill dire'clly after, my Lady„" replied Mrs. Bunco in an awful voice; 'and died in ft state of raving Madness in the, Charing Cross Hospital, W i t i,ll a strait-waislcoat on, and two medical students holding a feather bed underneath the window perpetually, for fear be should leap out." As soon as Mrs. Bunco had conoluded her story, and retired to her own domain, Lady Peckover said : It is extraordinary how su perstitious uneducated people are I Bunco evidently believes this absurd tale." "I am inclined to believe it also, mother," observed Julia. 'These phenomena, singular as they may seem, are in Strict accordance with natural laws, if we could but ascertain what thetie laws aro. lam only surprised that the colonel's spirit does not manifest itself as well as that of the Hindu." "I should be very much surprised Julia," i commencedivietly, 'if it did; considering that Col. Culpepper. is still iving.'t • , ..: "Still living)," exclaimed my cousin. ' "Yes—at Cheltenham. He is an old-friend of my mother's family, and though a little impatient in, temper, one of. the , rcindesVof. men. I believe Aire Bunce's story to' . lie'll' cruel libel; and,' for, the sake of, col. qnlpop per's, reputation ' t, ;f l tn: l determincd.ito. find. out Abe trothof ithie , affair: 'yen .cannot help allowineMy dear aunt," I said "with 'out.agreetni in , J:ulitt's,supernatural,, )441,F, that Althro s . , something more in , it,,, than a dream." t , ;:. :::t• , , , „t • : , .t. •. ' . "There iet" l anaWered Lady pecirdver,''and _I-tttsSure.'yai ' f, :iny dear, it triakCs 'me fool thartinghlY unc.onifortable'' •'- ' - .;, "Tken I. shall insist," Lsaid Port George's' Conan back to town iiv.Onoe, and assisting, too ta ferietlt'otit: .: "; ".' ' .: 1 . ~ :. • .41,, :t., v. .I.„ it .::lt. ~..... ~,.t; -o_ ~t 1,!,: 1 1,• . $ ' litedrOe *was a Ittol6 ; iiiiir#4 t.o,l,Ravo lie • I inke-fielling land hie clergyman [I conftee r L o gii )ii 1 1./.,f 41 L L* I felt rather jealous of that clergyman], but he is such an excellent self-denying creature that ho was as amiable as possible when he returned, lie had been away for nearly three weeks, and it was so pleasant to feel my hand once more resting on his arm when we went out sight seeing, instead of being dependant on Julia, who really wears such preposterous skirts (althugh I try - to im press upon her .that the the fashion is chang ing), that it is difficult to get within ayard of her. George listened most patiently to my account of the ghost story, and I could perceive a clever sWof twinkle in his eyes when I had finished it, as much rs to say: 'TrUst me for unravelling the matter."' Then my dear husband spoke dim: "Write a letter to Col. Culpepper, .lemi!- ing the lady's story, and ask him for an in.- mediate reply. Don't let the servant , 3 , 0 the letter, but drop it into the pilltr b•,x. be street corner s I did as my husband bade me ; and Diu days afterwards received the followilla brought by a commissionaire form the (~ ental Club MY ' DEAR ISABELLA-`--1 certainly did not expect that the first letter written to me by you Shiro your trinrriugo VPollid contain an accusation of 'agravated manslaughter,' but so it is, and you will perhaps be suprised to learn that I think the charge sufficiently grave to require my presence in London for the purpose of rebutting it; so I have come up from Cheltenham ; and if your husband (whose acquaintanr.e I wish to make—T knew his father during the first Burmese war)will give inc a call at the Club this evening, I think our two wise heads may devise a scheme which will effectually absolve me from having to sign myself he conscience-. smitten murderer." `°"When George came home that night, ho whispered to me: " Don't say a word to uncle, aunt., or Julia, about Culpepper's ar rival. And now, Belle, would you like to see the ghost again?" 1 shuddered slightly, and answered : " Dear George, I think I would rather not." Because 1 have a notion, " that it may walk to-night. Culpepper is coming hero to try and gut sight of it. lam to let him in quietly at the front door about half-past eleven " Do you know, George," I said, gravely, Colonel Culpepper's conduct makes me feel I cannot bear to think it of very uneasy such a nice old gentleman, and yet 1 can't help fancying there is some foundation for that dreadful story of Mrs. Bunce's." George's reply to this was a burst of laugh- er, which ho checked suddenly, and then said in a hollow voice: "In good truth, there is a very serious foundation for that story." " 0, George,'' I exclaimed, " you make me fuel as if you had put a cold key down m y back I lam getting quite nervous." " Then you had bettor not stop to see the ghost, dear Bella. Go up stairs, and get ready for bed. Wilt don't make yourself thoroughly dishabille—l may have occasion to sumnn•n you tind the rest of the family between t' and morning." After imploring George to be careful, I crept unwillingly up stairs, waving my hand over the bapisters at each successive lariding, until the dear little fellow was no longer visible. I then entered my bedroom, and sitting down in the easy chair by the fire, pretended to read a book. It was df no use; could not read ; so, instead of reading, set my door ajar and listened intently The Peckovers are early people when they tve no company, and by half-past eleven the house was perfectly quiet. The French clock on my mantel-piece had just chimed the half hour, when I heard the front door opened in a very stealthy manner. My fe male curiosity edged resist no longer, and I stole down stairs. hiding myself in an espe cially dark angle near the drawing-room. I heard Colonel Culpepper's well-remembered voice; I also heard George whisper to him : " Better thke off your boots, Colonel. Here are a pair of list slippers." From the smothered merriment which proceeded from the two gentlemen, I judge that the colonel had seated himself in one of the hall chairs, and that my husband was acting boot-jack in ordinary. There was a long pause after this, during which 1 had gradually descended still nearer to the unconscious ghost-watchers. Present- y George whispered: " Colonel, d' ye see hat light over the kitchen stairs ? He's come!" At these terrifying words, I fled up stairs three steps at a time, with a horrible dread that BCVIIO skeleton form was clutching at my skirts. I did not feel safe till I had put a double-locked door between myself and the supernatural world outside. More than a quarter of an hour had elapS= . ed, when a series 'of rapid foot falls wore heard in the passage ; and something began to twist the handle of my door ; my heart died within me, and I had only strength to murmur, " Who's there?" when my hus band's voice said : " Why, Bella, are you asleep ? Open: , --quick." I believe I said: " Why didn't you knock, ducky ?" and almost fainted on his shoulder. " We've managed matters capitally down below," said George ; " and now I've roused up uncle and aunt, and Julia and Jeakes, and Mrs. Bunco ; in fact, the whole house hold. Put a shawl round your shotelders, and come down to the breakfast parlor as soon as you see Sir Peter and my aunt march forth.- I've told everybody that they needn't hurry—that it isn't fire, and that they can make themselves look as elegant us they please," At length, then, we were all assembled. George;" said Sir Pater, rather surlily, as he suppressed a yawn, "1 hope this is not Intended for a practical joke?" " 0 no, sir=nothing of the sort," replied my 'husband. "Afiave invited you all down stairs. in order :to , show youAhe celebrated Black Man." ' ltilatieed 'reiiiid - thWikkrt nt theie:Wards," and observed with some surprise - that while AIM countenances` of all others expressed merely euriosity:or'estonishment, there was: book of guilty apprehension in tii(iAteci of ..Mr,f,Joakes, the : butler, 'apd of his subordi. pate,jnbn , Tho t inas, thelootman. feßefore : Preceeding'flirther,''';centinued n4St 11120(14,101 99u . )nuet alloy .me . : to call 'important witness court—Coronel '' At these last pronounced in a :thc'.-49.9K,F48,.Crqued, and (Mond Culpepper entered, bowing gravely, ail.ver , TERMS:--$2,00 in Advance, or $2,50 within the year. FERDINAND CULPEPPER ' he continued, emoniously to Sir Peter and Lady Peckovor " Sy Peter," said the colonel, " you must Pardon my intrusion into your house at this unseasonable hour ; but I wish to clear my character from a stigma that has been cast upon it. I have Veen accused by your but ler yonder of having died in a state of in sanity, after murdering my Bengalee man servant, Ramchunder. The story of my death is manifestly untrue. If you, Sir Pe ter, will have the kindness to unlock the pantry door, you will be able to decide on the remainder of the allegations." At these words, we all crowded into the assnge, where George tad turned the gas up brilliantly. Sir Peter unlocked the door, and disclosed to view the trembling figure of the crossing-sweeper of Gormandy Square. " Now, ladies and gentlemen," said Col. Culpepper, " that is Ramchunder, whom I was forced to dismiss from my service, for making too free with my spirit-closet, as well as for other irregularities. Speak English, Ramchunder, - and say if that be not true."' " IsS, sahib," answered Ramschunder, joining his hands together, after the implor ing fashion of Asiatics. " And now, uncle," interposed my hus band, "1 will tell you what we found this worthy colored gentleman doing ; we found him doing the footman's work—cleaning the plate and brushing your clothes." " Ip this true ?” demanded Sir Peter, mag isterially. " Iss, sahib," said Ramchunder. "Mas'r Jeakes, he say he very much tire ; Mas'r Thomas, he say he very much tire too. He say: You nigger, I give you two shillings a week to do my work. What could poor Ramchunder do ? He very bad off now, since leave good Colonel Sahib : sweeper's trade bad now; plenty March wind. Gentlefolks say : "No dirt now—no copper sweeper gives." " Well, Jeakes, what hare you to say to his ?" asked the master of the house. "I don't deny it, Sir Peter, Jeakes, with dignified sauvity of manner: " but I cannot 'elp asserting, sit Polar, that you brought it on yourself by the non-pro. viding of a boy in buttons. Me and Join Thomas will not demean ourselves by vulgar work, such„as plate-cleanings, knives, and clothes; and we thought we was doing a pact of charity by employing this pore be nighted heathen for such hinferior oecupa- It is not necessary for me to say who was dismissed and who was not ; it is enough to say that the house was never afterwards haunted by the Black Man. Women in Former Times From the subversion of the Roman Empire to the fourteenth or fifteenth century, women spent most of their time alone, almost en- tirely strangers to the joys of social life; they seldom went abroad but to be spectators of streli public diversions and amusements as the fashions of the times vountenanced.— Franeis I. was the first Who introduced wo- men on public days to court; before his time nothing was to be seen in any of the courts of Europe but gray-bearded politicians, plot ting the destruction of the rights and liber ties of mankind, and warriors clad in com plete armor, ready to put their plots into execution. In the thirteenth and fourteenth century, elegance had scarcely any existence, and even cleanliness was hardiy considered as laudable. The use of linen was not known, and the most delicate of the fair sex wore woolen shifts. In Paris they had meat only three times a week; and ono hundred livres (about $25,) was a large 'portion' for a lady. The better sort of citizens used splinters of wood and rags dipped in oil for candles, which in those days were a rarity rarely to be met with. Wine was only to be had at the shops of the apothecaries, where it was sold as a cordial; and to ride in a two-wheel ed car along the dirty, ragged streets, was reckoned a grandeur of so enviable a nature that Philip the Fair.,prollibited the wives of citizens from enjoying it. In the reign of 'Henry VIII. of England, the peers of the realm carried their wives behind them on horseback when they went to London ; and in the same manner took them hack to their country seats with houds of waxed linen over their heads, and wrapped in mantles of cloth, to secure them from the cold. ELOQUENCE OF ANDREW JOUNSON.—The following is one of the most truly eloquent passages ever spoken. It is from a speech addressed by Andrew Johnson, in April, 1864, to a mass meeting of the people of Knoxville and vicinity: " My countrymen! my hearryearns towards you: and I am one of you. I have climbed yonder mountains, rock ribbed and glowing in sunshine, in whose gorgesl.-in whose caverns—your sons, hunted like beasts, have fallen to rise no more. I do not speak of these things to draw your tears. It is not the time for tears; but for blows.' I speak of them that I may fit your armes for unconquerable fight. And I speak of them because the Moun tains seem to talk to me. My house is among the mountains, and though it is not far away, I cannot go to it. It is the place where I mot and loved her who is the nmther of my children. Do I not love the mountains? And if liberty is to expire, if freedom is to be destroyed, if my country in all its. length and breath is to tremble beneath the op pressor's tread, lot the flag, the dear old flag, the last flag, be planted on yon rocky heights;'. •and upon it let there be this ' , inscription : Here is the end of all that is dear to the lioart and sacred to the memory of man I'? Chinamen hnd their Weye A California 'letter has the following: Queer people these Chinamen are, end queer customs they have. In one corner of the room sits.my Chinese boy, reading a book upside dow_n, and:: after the manner of his country, grinning like a champanzeo over liiproglyphies that look like banchesof black raclisb9s...Ho naddistatidi, itTallitlCougli;and probably finds that style . of literaturnyery funny. Inttentled the Chinese dinner which was given tO .Colfalc, ate.. with..chop' atickb, swallowed afittle, of. each of the hundrei and eighty nine .coursesAtat dcinstituted the. repast. We sat down at six"- , sharp, and got titrOugh,atAine prompt. Yes; tate broiled bamboo and.steivedliv.halebone-whilih'per-' haps, bf 3 'styled the, spring.vegtitables.ot the,,.ohinesti-i—sharks! fins; birds' riests,'and - 4:4lt4r.deliciacies , to. roaupoiaivo to mentiOlii By way ,of xleaert ttviy havepiaklodoiYoQni ber and meloh , eeede, and all manner of sweet thingb. Taken as a whole,however, I don't' think I should like a steady course of Chinese diet, though - the tea which they gave us was of a most wonderful flavor. It was served up without sugar or milk, and cost fifty dollars ti pound ; which is perhapo, the reason why they did not ask us to take a second cup.—You.would-haveheen amused could you have seen each guest making frantic attempts to get something into his mouth with the chop sticks. Try to eat wth knitting needles, and you will have some idea of the difficulty of the feat. Ulf were a boarding house keeper I think I'd ring them in upon my borders to use instead of knives and forks. A. little hash would go a wonderful great way with them. I flanked the difficulty by taking hold of anything with them by sharpening mine off atthe end• nod harpooning the meat and vegetables. NO. 4. A Remarkable Acrobat in London The performances of a netir acrobat are thus noted by the London Herald: A most singular addition has just been made to the already long list of popular en tertainments at the Crystal Palace. Shortly after four o'clock yesterday Signor Ethel-do astonished the visitors of the building by a gymnastic or acrobatic feat, which he is soid to have performed some time since with groat success at Florence before King Victor Emanuel, and which must excite the surprise of every person by whom it may be witness ed. Some preparation was required for the exhibition. A strong pole, some forty or fifty feet high was erected in the frOnt por tion of the Handel orchestra, and round this was run n spirial columh, connected with the ground beneath by a long sour having RD incline of about thirty degrees. The spur and the winding lino in which it terminated, consisted simply of a stout boarding, perfect ly flat, not more than twelve inches broad, and fastened in its upper portion to the cen tral mast or pole by slight iron girders. At one side of the platform was lying a round light colored globe, about two and a half feet or three feet in diameter; Signor Ethardro made his appearance at the appointed hour in the spangled costume of the Sprite at a pantomine, and, stepping on this ball, walk ed or danced upon it the whole of the way up the coluMn, and descended again the en tire space in the same extraordinary fashion. It was a most strange and bewildering ex ploit. It is true that he was able on two or three occasions to obtain a momentary rest by leaning on the girders which bind togeth- er the slender erection, but he never employed this resource for the purpose of propulsion. In his'descent he had to depend for a motive power soely on the strength and agility of his feet, which were, of course, at the same time, most busily employed in maintaining his shifting balance. In the descent the ball was of necessity only too apt to rush down wards, and it was only by the most wonderful skill and care that its movement was check ed and its direction was guided along the narrow and winding line to which its course was restricted. The singularity of the scene was here increased by the circumstances that the performer had to make his, way back wards, the whole weight of his body being thr•,,vn sAc fAr possible in the direction op posed to that which his unsteady support was tending . We believe that many people have already run about, and even passed along, slight elevations under the Caine dif ficult conditions ; but Signor Ethardo is, as far a- we are a ware, the first man who ever at tempted to wind his way upon so perilous a locomotive up and down a narrow and dizzy eminence. His feat was certainly a most re markable one, and seems to entitle him, in his own line, to almost as exceptional a place as that of Blondin himself in the acrobatic -rid Ifr Henry Winter Davis—Personal Re collections. •‘ Agate - writes from Washington to the Cincinnati Ga:rtte concerning his personal recollections of Henry Winter Davis. TIo! following passages are interesting •• The great characteristics of Mr. Davos oratory were its lucidity, its condensed logic, its elegant, epigrammatic style, and its ap parently perfect spontaneity. Every on tence rang clear, like cytti, on the counter; every prk.position was: anninated till it shone as by starlight. It is sometimes given to men so to express themselves after careful revisions in the closet—it was the crowning glory of Mr. Davis as a speaker that his ideas never reached his, lips in any other shape. Many a man by placing himself on a platform, in a position to suit himself, with, all the accessories to his liking and ample tin e for preparation, can make a stir ring speech—to :fir. Davis all places were alike. You never caught him unprepared. Like as finely cut diamond• you could no; turn him in a position or place him in a light in which he would not sparkle. Yet he was the closest of study ts. His private library overflowed his study and parlors, and filled all the house. He was at once a fine classical scholar, and thorough ly conversant with the whole range of the best M o dern literatur.. " He ha- been spoken of ;is unsocial. Noth ing could be inure false. Sensitively - ref n cal, it was natural that he should avoid intoi of the coarser figures that moved through politics; but in his own house no man was Mort' genial or more hospitable. Ile never drank wine, yet his guest would rarely di , - cover it. as le• pressed on them the ripe-t products of the rarest vintage. He never smoked a cigar, but the most delicately eln,:- en and fragrant Havanas wet e always found upon his dinner table after the cloth was re moved. And brilliant as he was in debate, they never knew the full extent and variety of his resources, who had not listened for hours to hi- fa,4einating conversation, in private circles and on Inkeellatieous topics. ‘' His book, " The Wars of Abiman and Ormuzd, (the oriental names for the divini ties of good and evil), has been spoken of since his death as something he had sought in his mature years to conceal. Some have even called it a suppresse/I bor,it: but this is an error. Shortly after its pug lication in Baltimore, in 1848, a lire broke out in a printing office where it was stored, and most of the edition was destroyed. The remain ing volumes Mr. Davis preserved to give to his friends. The book, which is eloquently written; and if brought out by a noted pub lisher would have made a great sensation, is an argument as to what should be the foreign polig of the , United States. There are two typical nations, he says : the ono honestly representing pure despotism, and tending steadily, always in that direction : the other in the slime way representing pure, • untrammelled liberty. Between these two, the argument mustultimately comeaconfliet likely to absorb at once Etircipe and America. The one is Russia—the other the United States. And on this basis Ile proceeds to dis cuss the later phases of European politics. •° I think it highly probable that after emancipation in Russia, and especially when himself elevated to the responsible post of Chairman of the Committee on Foreign Relations, he modified many of his ideas on this subject. I remember one evening a year or two ago. late at night, the House was in Committee of the Whole and Mr. Fernando Wood was making a , speech to k:utply benches—in" which, thinking to re 'venge himself on Davis for Some recent cut ting allusion, .he made several extracts tVons . this book., • A few moments after Mr. Davis came inirdm his committee room, and as ho passed, _I mentioned to him what Wood had been ' doing': Ho seemed — troubled — for ' an instant; then said he fancied Wood could inake . very little out of it. : Next day, as 1 wits passilg his desk, Ito took out a • copy, o • :.. the volume,: - With's.ouni Very, kindly phrases • on the fly-le4f, , and Said. l'. I Want toigive• you this ; but it must be' on one condition= that you never call up anything it. contains against me. °.: _. ,•, , :,:'' "-.Thu neWspapers all Speak'at Xi. Davis - ad Ateing!a:graduate Of Alempderc Sidney - Chllege, in• Virginia. :Ho may. have - per ed his - preparatoNy studies Altera Otut he • grailliate4, - as,i. 4p.:0 Often,, heard him ,say, at } KenyOn• ~, doll&ge"Ohin. ,P • ' • . . al •'• ' . . • ,liDn.ka me,' ,pnid. tgrs. - Pard.itigton. Ike , thit othir day„ as:she•Wns reriding,tiSiiiitifer, • • "init :nieni:inting• dirgnM:stimee,, :Ropy, dear,' Man.: it': Was wind on thi't, eterhaehiaiii'i f t; bn qt." ''lkea -Mien tieise&tl 4ipei, fotind' •gillph, so alarmhigly headed, .refere4,t6 - k, t • " . 1 0 blelbas e e ne gen emn „on •. view at a statuary repository. a