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EBKNSBUilG, THURSDAY, APRIL ID, 1849.
VOL. 5. NO. 28.
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Wlien tha heart foela loito and aJ;
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To illumine Ii'V darkest nihif
Ti llie thought that e'or in nturo,. .
.-i.-tJirlrtt fiu'urs'preceUe tho light.
UMicn the world. coM, dark and elfish,
Fro w i.s upon the fci blc flame.
Lighted fru n the torch f genius,
Wi.rih ha kindled round thy name;
- When the fundenf hp s are Mighted.
And ihy Io.mt pru"iect fade,
'lhink.nh. lonu one. Mounted and slighted
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miSOSLLANEOUS
THE COUNT AXDHIE rocsi.N.
Who is that beautiful girl to whom you
bowed so familiarly?' said Charles Win
atanley to Horace Grenville, as they pro
ceeded down tha steps oi" the city hotel.
' Pnat was Adelaide Walsingnam, your
"cousin and mine, Charles,' said Horace;
reaily yoa mast have let'c yoar memory
aniong the beauties of Paris, if you cannot
recognise your nearest of kin.'
oa forget, Horace, that when I last
saw Adelaide, she was a lively little hoy
dsn, scarce ten years old; die lapse oi
seven' years makes a wondrous diligence
in a lady, wnatever it may do witii a gen
tleman.' Nay, if you begin to discuss Time's
changes, Charles, i mast confess you can
not congratulate yourself upon having es
caped a touch of his linger. Who, in that
bronzed complexion and hirsute visage,
could discover any traces of the smoom
cheeked boy wham I list saw on the deck,
of a French packe.-snip some seven years
ago? iiut tell me, vrti did you not write
taut, you were earning nome?'
Because 1 did not Know my own mind,
Horace; i really was not quite certain
about it until 1 had been a week at sea.
The odd pronunciation of my German
valet having caused my name to be placed
on the list of passengers as 31 r. Stanley,
it occurred to me that the mistake would
enable me to return incognito, and 1
thought 1 would humor the joke, if but to
am how many of my old friends would
recognise me. I arrived last evening, and
should now be a perfect stranger in my
nifi.e city, had I not accidentally met you
tais morning; and even you, Horace, did
not at first know me.'
Know you, Charles! who the deuce
ould even see you oehind that immense
g.owih of brush-wood upon your l.p and
caeekf Do you really mean to wear
t use enormous whiskers and moustaches.'
Certainly not longer than suns my
present purpose, Horace. When I was in
Germany, l learned to wear moustaches
fjr th3 same reason that I learned to sihoaC
t.ie meerocaaam oecause e.ervbody else
did it. In Paris 1 reduced them a litde, 1
bit did not entirely baaish tliem, because I
t.iere also I found them in fashion. A
lieiy litde French lady, a passenger in
oar ship, wagered a pair of l'aris gloves
that 1 would not wear them a week in
America; I accepted the bet, and for one
week you will see me 'bearded like the
parde.'
Nay, if you like them,' said Horace,
laughing, 'you need not seek an excuse
far wearing them; they are quite the fash
Un, and ladies now estimate a m-iz, act'Ua
they once d.d, by his altitude, but by the
length of his whiskers.'
1 have no desire to win ladies' favor by
wearing an unshaven face,' answered
Curies; butpray, Horace, tell me some
thing more about our pretty cousin.'
bhe is as- lovely in character, Charles,
a? she is in person, but she has one great
fiult: like the most of our fashionable
belles, she has a mania for everything for
eign. Her manners, her dress, her ser
vants, all come from abroad, and she has
declared to me repeatedly her resolution
never to marry an American.
What is it my fair countrywomen so
much admire in their foreign lovers.' asked
Charles.
Oh, they say there is a polish and ele
gance of manner belonging to foreigners,
which Americans never possess. Two
of Adelaide's intimate friends have recent
ly married sons of some antedeluvian Ger
mm family, and our lovely" cousin is am
buiousoflorming an equally splendid al
liance.' If she were to marry a western farmer,'
said Charles,, with a smile, she would
r :ign over a principality qUUe as largCf ami
P3rh ips more nourishing, than usually
belongs to these emigrant nobles.
Adelaide is a noble hearted girl,' re.
plied Horace, 'and I wish she could be
pared of her folly:
If she is rosily a sensible girl, Horace,
and that is her onlv fiult. I t
might be cured.'
Horace shook his head.
Come and dine with me, Horace; bs
careful to tell no one of my arrival, and
we'll discuss the matter over a bottle of fine
old Medeira, if you are not too fashionable
to drink it.
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The windows of Mr. Walsingham's
house poured a Hood of light through the
crimson silk curtains upon the wet and
dreary-looking street, while the music
heard at internals told to the gaping crowd
collected about the door, that the ricji were
making merry. The decorated rooms
were brilliant with an array of youth and
beauty, but fairest among them all stood
the mistress of th-e festival. Attired in a
robe of white crape, with no other orna
ment than a pearl bandeau confining her
dark tresses, she looked the personification
of joy.
Cousin Horace,' she exclaimed, as she
saw her favorite cousin enter the room,
you have not been here these three days;'
and then, in a lower tone, she added, 'who
was tha: splendid Don WnislteraiiJ j with
whom I saw you waiki lg yesterday?'
Horace laid his linger on his lip as a
tall figure emerged from the crowd at the
entrance of the room '.Miss Walsingham,
allow me to present to you the mosuioble
Count Pfeifl'enharnmer.'
The blood mounted into Adelaide's
cheek as the Count bowed low over the
hanJ which he hastened to secure for the
next quadrille There was a mischievous
sparkle in Horace's eye, and a diep and
earnest devotsdness in die stranger's man
ner, which made her feci a little uncomfor
table, though she knew not why. A sin
gle glance sutliced to show her that the
Count .was attired in a magniticent court
suit, with diamond buckles at the knee,
and a diamond band looping up the elegant
ckabeaubrcu, which encumbered his arm.
After some minutes she ventured to look
more courageously at him. He was tall
and exceedingly well shaped; his eyes
were very bright, but tha chif attraction
was a beautiful mouth, garnished with the
most splendid moustache that eve: graced
an American ball-room. Adelaide was
deligh.ed. He danced elegmdy; not wish
the s.iU" awkward manner of an American,
who always seem s half ashamed of the un
dignified part he is playing, but with a
buoyancy of step and grace of motion per
fecdy unrivalled. Adelaide was enchan
ted. He spoke English very well; a slight
German accent alone betrayed his foreign
birdi, and Adelaide did not like him the
less for that, it is true she felt a little
queer when she found herself whirling
through the waltz in the anus of an entire
stranger, and her brow flushed with some
thing very like anger, when she felt his
bearded lip upon her hand, as he placed her
in a seat, but this was only the freedom of
foreign manners.
Tne evening passed away like a dream,
and Adelaide retired to her room with a
burning cheek, and a frame exhausted by
what she deemed pleasure. She was too
much excited for sd-eep, and when she ap
peared at her father's breakfast-la hi? (a
duty which she never neglected,) it was
with such a pale cheek and heavy eye that
lie was seriously alarmed.
These late hoars wdl kill you my
child,' said he, as he kissed her forehead;
1 shall return at noon, and if 1 find you
still so languid, Til send for Dr. '
So saying, he slept into his carriage and
dro ve to his counting-room, where, immer
sed in business he quite fergot Adelaide's
cheek, until the 'dinner hoar summoned
hini from his dingy little ollicetohis state
ly mansi;;:i. . A.s he entered the door, he
recollected Adelaide's xhausod Jook.
Poor child,' murmured he, 'rfvoauef
how she is.'
A low musical laugh struck on his ear
as the servant threw opon the drawing
room, and the sight of her radiant counte
nance, looking more brilliant than ever, as
she sat between Cousin Horace and the
Count, soon quieted his fears.
Mr. Walsingham, in common with most
Americans of the olden time," had a great
prejudice against foreigners. 'If they are
real lords,' he used to say, 'they don't want
my daughter; audit' they are not real lords,
my daughter don't want them.' His no
tions of the Teutonic character were foun
ded upon the wonderful stories which his
mother used to tell him about the Hessians,
and vague ideas of ruffians and child-eaters
were associated in his mind with every
thing German." The coldness with which
he saluted the noble Count, formed a stri
king contrast to the cordial warmth with
which he grasped the hand of his nephew.
Glad to see you, Horace couldn't
speak a word to yo.i last night, you were
so surrounded with pretty girls. Uy the
way, boy,' drawing him aside, 4who is
that hairy-faced fellow?'
That is Count Pfeifienhammer, uncle.1
Count Pipehammer! well, the Ger
mans have certainly an odd fancy in names
Pray what is his business?' Business!'
said Horace, laughing; why his chief bu
siness at present is to receive the revenues
of his principality.'
Principality!' fudge! a few barrel
acres with half-a-dozen mud-hovels on 1,
I suppose. It won't do, Horace it vrbirx
do. Adelaide deserves . somothins:' b-itcer
than a mouthful of moonshine. 'What th e
deuce did yon bring him here for? I don't
think I could treat him with common ci
vility, if it were not for your sake ' Then
for ray sake, dear uncle, treat him civilly,
and I give you my word you shall not
repent your kindness.'
Every day saw the Count paying his
devoirs to the lovely Adelaide, and always
framing some very winning excuse for his
visit. A boquet of rare exotics, or an ex.
quisite print, a scarce book, or a beautiful
specimen of foreign mechanism, were
sure to be his apology. Could any girl
of seventeen be insensible to such gallant
wooing, especially when proffered by a
rich young nobleman, who wore such
splendid whiskers, and whose mustache
and imperial were the envy of all the as
pirants afterladiss smiles.' Adelaide soon
began to discover, that, when the Count
was present, time llew on cigies' wings;
and when, after spending the morning in
her company, he ventured to mike one of
the gay circle usually assembled in the
drawing-room at evening, she was con
scious of a degree of pleasure for which
she was unwilling to account. His inti
macy with her cousin Horace afforded him
the opportunity of being her companion
abroad as well as at home, and in the gay
e vening party, the morning promenade, or
the afternoon ride, th-e handsome Count
was ever her attendant.
A fueling of gratified vanity probably
aided die natural goodness of Adelaide's
temper, and enabled her to endure, with
exemplary equanimity, the railleries ol
her young friends; but she was not so tran
quil when her father began seriously to re
monstrate against this imprudent intimacy.
Vou have had all your whims gratified,
Adelaide,' said he; 'now you miisr indulge
one of mine. Adopt as many foreign fash
ions as you please, but remember that you
never with my consent, marry any other
than an American. My fortune lias been
made by my own industry my name was
transmitted to me unsullied by my lather,
who earned his patent of nobility when he
signed the Declaration cf Independence,
and no empty tided foreigner shall e ver
reap he iruits of my toil, or teach my
daughter to be ashamed of her republican
lather.'
Tne earnestness of these admonitions
from a parent who had never before spoken
except m the words of unbounded tender
ness, first led Adelaide to look into the
depths of her own heart. She was almos.
terrified at her own researches, when she
found that she had allowed the image oi
the Count to occupy its most hidden re
cesses. Butoriy did she repent her lolly.
'1 wish he were an American,' sirhed
she; 'and yet it" he were, lie would no: be
naif so pleasing. How devo.ed his man
ners are how much feeling there is in all
lie says and doea.
Poor Adelaide.' she was like the fascin
ated bird she dreaded his power, yet she
could not wilhdraw herself from its influ
ence. She could not conceal from herseli
the fact that the manners of the Count too
were greatly changed. From the eourlly
gaiiant, he h id gradually become the im
passioned lover. He treasured her every
look and word, and she keenly felt, that,
in exposing her own peace of mind, she
had also risked the loss of his.
This state of things could not exist with
out an explanation. Six months had
scarcely passed since Adelaide first beheld
the noble stranger, and already her young
cheek had losi its glow, and her step its
buoyant lightness. SFiif was"sitiing "TriSil
one morning, brooding over her melancho
ly forebodings, when the door opened, and
the object of her thoughts entered. Seat
ing himself beside her, he commenced a
conversation full of those graceful nothings
which women always love" to hear; but
Adelaide was in no mood for gaiety. The
Count intently watched the play of her
eloquent features, and then, as if he divi
ned the tumult of her feelings, suddenly
changed the topic to one of deeper interest.
He spoke of himscdf of his various ad
ventures -of his personal feelings and,
finally, of his approaching departure for
Europe. . Adelaide's cheek grew paler as
he spoke, but she suppressed the cry which
rose to her lips. The Count gazed ear
nestly upon her; then seizing her hand and
clasping it closely between his own, he
poured forth the most passionate express
ions cf affection. Half fainting whh the
excess of her emotions, Adelaide sat mo
tionless as a statue, until aroused by the
Count's entreaties for a reply. With bit
ter self-reproach she attempted to answer
him. Faulteringly but frankly, she stated
her father's objections to her union with a
foreigner, and blamed herself for having
permitted an intimacy which could only
end in sutTering for both.
Only tell me, Adelaide that your fath
er's prejudices are the sole obstacle, said
ths count passionately; 4say but that you
could have loved me, and I shall be con
tent.' Adelaide blushed and trembled.
'For the love of heaven, answer me but
by a look!" -
Timidly that downcast eye was raised
to his, and he was answered.
"Adelaide," he resumed, after a mo
ment's pause, "we may yet be happy.
Could you love the humblo citizen as
well as the noble Count?"
A slight pressure of the hand which lay
in his, and a flitting smile on the tremu
lous lip, was sufficient reply.
'Then hear me, Adelaide," said her
laver; 'I will return to my country I
will restore my honors io him who be
ssowed them, and then I may hope to
merit " s
"My utter contempt!" cried xidelaide,
vehemently. r'What resign your country
forfeit the name of your fathers de
sert your inheritance of duties! No,
Count Pfeifienhammer! if a love of free
dom led you to become a citizen of our
happy land, none would so gladly wel
come you as Adelaide Walsingham; but
never would I receive the sacrifice as a
tribute to transitory passion.' A transi
tory passion, Adelaide!'
Could 1 expect stability of feeling in
him who can so easily abandon his na
tive land and forget the claims of his coun
try? You have taught me a bitter lesson,
Count. No American would have shown
such weakness of character as I ha ve wit
nessed in him whom I fondly believed to
be all that his lip3 professed. Would we
had never met," added she, bursting into
tears. Adelaide,' said the Count 'those
precious tears assure me that you love
me. Be mine sweet one your father
will not be inexorable.' 'And therefore,'
said she, 'you would have me make me
w reached lor Hie, Count Pfeifienham
mer, we must part! You do not
understand my nature I have been de
ceived in you!' You have, you have
oeen deceived, my own sweet cousin!'
cried die Count, as he covered her hand
with passionate kisses. 4You -have re
jicied Count Pfeifienhammer; will you al
so refuse the hand of your madcap cousin,
t'harles Wmstanley, whose little wife you
.tere seven vears a;ro:
' Adelaide started from her seat in wild
surprise, 'What means all this? Charles
U'inatinley! the Count!' The' sudden
revu.s.on of feeling o .erpowcred her, and
cousin Horace entered the room just in
iims to see her sink fainting in Charles
Wmstanley's ana?. The anger of the
iidy when she recovered and learned the
die trick which had been practised upon
u?r the merriment of cousin Horace
the satisfaction of tiie fathea, and the final
reconciliation of all" dtifereuces may be
far better imagined than described.
A few weeks after, a splendid party
was again assembled in Mr. Walsingham's
drawing rooms; but Adelaide was no Ion
gef th-e life of the party. Attired in bri
dal array, and decked with the rich jewels
winch once sparkled on the person of the
fake Count, she sat in blushing beauty
beiide her cousin Charles, who, now that
he had shaven off his moustache and re
duce I his whiskers, looked like what he
really was, a true American 'But why,
Charles, did you woo me in such outland
ish guise?' whispered she, smiling.
'Because you vowed to marry none but
an' outlandish wooer. Plain Charles
Wistanlcy would never have been allowed
the opportunity of winning the heart
which Count Pfeiffenhammer so closely
beseigrd.' Ay, ay, Charles,' said the
happy father, 'if American women would
only value a man for the weight of his
brains, rather than the lightness' of his
heel-, ayjjh.e strength of his principles,
rather than the elegance"oi' iifs man7T-rv
we should have less of foreign foppery,
and more of homely virtue in our coun
try.' 7e Gift.
Sainl LorfH33 and ihc Old Woman.
When I was in Modica, a priest gave
me a laughable instance of the credulity of
the lower orders. A woman in comfort
able circumstances had an onlv son of
; whom she was so fond, that she could not
rest for a desire of knowing in what man
ner lie was to die. To learn this she eve
ry day attended in the church to which
my narrator belonged, and kneeling at
the shrine of St. Lorenzo, made lonnr and
I fervent "orations, begging him to enlighten
her on the Avished for point, always con
cluding with, 'Blessed St. Lorenzo, in
form me of what death my son is to die.'
For a long timey as may well be supposed,
she got no answer; but her constant visits
and invariable prayer, with the necessity
of being daily oblidged to remind her that
it was time to shut the church, at length
she wore out the patience of the sexton.
He waited however till Pas3ton Week, du
ring which it is custcmary to ieil the im
agei - When the good lady made her ap
pearance he laid himself behind the cur-
tain which concealed the figure, and on
tho wonted supplication of Blessed St.
Liorenzo, iniorra me oi wnat ueath my
son is to die;' he instantly replied in a
hollow, solemn tone 'Impiso, impiso;' in
English" 4he will be hanged.' Ah!' said
the indignant 'mother, rising from her
knees, not at all astonished at the miracle,
or grateful for the gracious condescension
of the saint, you rascal, it was for that
tongne of yours you were roasted alive.
. The lkceTFu7 Skin.
Mornin', Squire!' said 'down cast,' giv
ing a nod and a wink to Lyman Towle,
as these gents stood in their store in Bos
ton one morning, up and dressed' for
business.
How are you; sir?' said the merchants.
Pooty well, coi-siderin the state of
things in gin era wl. I say, you sell skins
h;re, don't you?'
AVe do, occasionally, was the res
ponse. Well, so I calkelated.' buy fox skins
teou, I reckon?'
Sometimes. Why, have you got some
for sale?'
Some? Yes I guess I hev one: its some,
teou, I tell yeou.'
Let's look at it,' says one of the mer
chants. The owner of the skin tugged at
the capacious pockets of his old "yaller'
over-coat, a few minutes, ,and out came a
pretty considerable, sizeable bang-up of a
venerable reynard.
There it is a perfect bewty it is, too.
Ain't it?'
'Seen many finer one,' says Towle.
, 'Praps yeou hev, and praps yeou haint;
but I deou think it's a rale bewty slick
and shiny as a bran new hat.'
When did you get this skin?' says the
merchant.
When did I get it? why when I killed
the darn'd critter of course.'
Yes, we know, but was it in the Fall
or Summer, or when?'
Oh! yes; ,weH, I reckon, 'twai'at fur
from the 4 th of July, any way, fur I'd
jest cleaned up my old shooiin' piece, far
p'rade on the glorious annivarsity, and a
long comes the old critter, and I jest give
him a rip in the gizzard that settled his
hash mighty sudden, I tell yeou.'
Fox skins,' said the merchant 'are not
very good when taken in hot weather; the
fur and hair is thin, and not fit for much
in Summer.'
Well, neow I reckon, since I come to
think it over, 'twarn't hot weather when I
shot the critter; no, I'll be darn'd ef it
was; made a thunderin' mistake 'beout
that, fur 'twas nigh on to Christmas, was
by golly, fori and Seth Peurkins wur go
ing to a frolic, I remember it like a book,
cold as sixty, snowin awful, was, by gin-
f t . .
o-.-r'
Well,' says the merchant, was the fox
very fat?'
Fa-t! Oh! Molly, war'nt it fat? Never
did see such a fat feller in all my born
days Why yeou, the fit came come
clean through the critter's hide, run down
his legs, 'till the very eirtli was greasy
where the darn'd varmint crawled around.
Did, by peunkins!'
'Too fat, then, we guess, to be good,'
said Towle. 'Fat skins, sir, are not so
good as those taken from an animal not
more than ordinary fat.
Well, guess 'twar'nt so darn'd fat
nuther; come to think abeoutit, 'twas ano
ther foxourSiah shot last Fall; this old
critter, war'nt so darn'd fat,not overly fat
fact, I guess, it zvas rey-thsr poor;
kind of leant trec-menjus lean; poor old
varmint was about to die of pure starva
tion; never did see such a darn'd eternal
starved, lean, lank, "famished live critter,
on the lord's yearth before!'
Very poor, eh?' says Lyman.
Very poor? I gues3 it was; so almigh
Jvnoor, that the old critter's bones stuck
clean eorfrSmost threogh his skin; hadn't
dU"
killed it jest wnen 1 did, it Vodiu thed"
it got ten rods further along. Fact by
ovdlv-l'
Ah! well,' says the merchant, 'we see
the skin is poor, very poor;, the fur is thin
and loose,, and w ould not suit us.'
Wunt suit-veou? Neou look ahere
uni sun-yeou: neou iook anere
' says the Yankee, folding up his
.'lYeskin, ! don't kind o' like sich
yeou,
versa
dealing as that, no heow,
s that, no heow, and I'll bvf
darnation ef you catch me a t
ins with yeou again, there aif10 j
darn'd to
din fox skins
lumber in the State o Maine!'
the
holder of the skin vamosed
Mrora I
Borcalis.
Aflnr.hmpnt Rriin
Tha r.io,,,; ls toId of an
c-nr Ja wdow, and
"Utt"y ""-"'.' ""uer how old-
1 ; wnrtn renpntinor n. 1 ...
I .mi rt wne 1:1 cnU:.i . -ut
him at term iiT..mnMe. 00r and
of awidoviv. h.V. tmr'.
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wno, dv jfsupon thesW,-(rf - .
meltingtted, and soon the wido
lie no coutusion and r!.i;u. '. r
ca nrst
peaV
the arrival of the visitor had occasioned, '
setoff to greater advantage than usual the
captivating charms of the widow M
Her cheeks bore the beautiful blcndid tints
of the apple blossom; her lips resembled
rosebuds, upon which the morning dew
yet lingered; her eyes were like the quiv
ers of capid, the glances of love and ten
derness with which they were filled resem
bling arrows that only wanted a fine beau
(pardon the pun) to do full execution.
After a few common-place remarks
Madam,' said the matter-of-fact sheriff;
I have an attachment for you.
A deeper blush than usual mant'ed the
cheeks of the fair widow. With down
cast eyes, whose nlances were ct ntered
j upon her beautiful feet, half concealed by
me nowing urapery, gently patting tho
floor, she, with social candor, replied:
Sir the attachment is reciprocal.
For some time the sheriff maintained an
astonished silence. At last he said:
Madam, will you proceed to court?
Proceed to court?' replied the lady
with a merry laugh: then shiking her beau
tiful head, she added: 'No, sir! thovgh
this is leap ycur, I wild not take sdvantr go
of the license therein granted to ray sex,
and therefore gready prefer that you shovld
proceed to court!'
Bu madam, the justice, is waiting.
Let him wait; I am not disposed to hur
ry matters in such an unbecoming man
ner; and besides, sir, when the ceremony
is performed, I wish you to understand
that I prefer a ministea to a justice of th
peace.' - .
Madam,' said he, rising from his chair
with solemn dignity, 'there is a great mis
take here. My language has been misun
derstood. The attachment of which t
speak was issued from the office cf Es
quire C , and commauds me to bring
you instantly before him, to answer a con
tempt of court, in disobeying a supoena ia
the case of Smith vs. Jones.' ' "
Live Feathers. An' editor tells a
good story of peregrinations down south.
He was a young lawyer in attendance
upon court, and the village where tho
court was held was thronged to overflow
ing. Having, with some difficulty, how
ever, procured a bed, he jumped into it,
but he was out again in almost no time.
What kind of a bed do you call this?"
said he to the negro who" officiated as
master of the ceremonies.
'Feather bed, Mass3."
"Feathers! I should think it contained
entire chickens."
"Can't be dat are fifty dollar nigger,
Sam, trow de chik'n in!" murmured the
waiter dubiously, as he proceeded to in
sinuate his hand into the course bassing
tick. "Squash if he habn't, tho!" said
he as he pulled for di a .partly -picked roos
ter. "I tole da stupid jack-behine dis
morn" when he was fcathirin' chick'ns
for dinner, to empty the feathers into de
fuss class beds, to prov de kerwality; and
de blind n'gger cb r ook d3 chick'n! In
de hurry oo business, mas-ra," he cont n
ued, in an apologetic tone, "dese little ac
cidu:ni cau't" aiwjs be a'.ideJ. We had
a dozen niggers trim nin' chick'ns all e
time, and 'easionaay a foot or head am
oberiooked ia de fed le s when we put
'em 'way hi de beds, bat dt3'erj am de
fus time I ever found a hull chick'n!"
Ii!g?nuily of Ihe ficrmaiN.
The following are seme of the inven
tions which have originated in Germany:
A. D. 850 Sow mills; 833 Sun dials;
90S Fulling mills; 1070 Tillage of
hops; 1100 Wind miil3, oil paintings;
1270 Spectacles; 13C0 paper of linen
rags; 1312 Organs; 1318 Gunpowder,
cannons; 1350 wire making; 1330
Hats; 1379 Pins; 1380 Grist mills;
1423 Wood engravings; 1130 Prin
ting; 143$ Printing presses; 1440 Cop-
I perplate engravings; 1420 Printing ink;
aTl?ni-7CT vj.e . 1487 Chiming of
bells; 1500 WaicJies. lS7r?i' a-
Almjtiaes. strive i-
! 20--,neroscop-s- 1 """wsi o-
j t13 Mezzotint' tT 1 hennmeterg;
umps; 1 651 EleeV ?J- I65 Air
Pendulum clocks- iron ,V, es 1655
White chini " , larionelj
blue; 1709 Stn-vw,. Prussi
:V ,;"ole-eotyPiRg; 171;?'
30 Solar mfcrosc ' 30 fortes; 17
ut; 179G Lhholl !753Tgam.
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ventions of which '
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the arts, must ,J!? :SA ?f,21 Mature
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