The mountain sentinel. (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, May 05, 1853, Image 1

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Viit Bund Soy's taon at Plsy, LSother.
Tbe blind boy's been at play, mother,
And merry guuits we hud ;
Ye led him on cur way, mother,
And every step was glad ;
But when we fouud u starry Cower,
And praised its varied hue,
A tear camo trembling dow'i his eye,
Just like a drop tf dew.
We took him to the mill, mother,
Where falling waters made
A rainbow o'er the rill, mother,
As golden sun rays ptayed.
Bat when we shouted at the scene
Ami bailed the clear blue sky,
U stood quite still upon the bank
And breathed a long, long sigh.
YTo asked him why he wept, mother,
Wheu'er we found the spots
"Where periwinkles crept, mother,
O'er wild forget me nuts.
Ah. !" he said, "while tears ran down
As fast as summer showers,
"It is because 1 cannot see
The sunshine and the fiowera !"
Oh, that poor sightless boy, mother,
Has taught me I am b.est ;
For lean look wuh joy, mother,
On all I love the beat.
And when I see the dancing stream,
The dai3ies red and white,
I kneel upon the meadow sod
And thank my God lor siht.
The Wondnerrttl Advtuther of SUaiaai
"Sthrange things doesbehappeuln' sometimes
in the ould coutuhry, Mother Urban," said Pe
ter, gravely; ''but the strangest a.;v.uther of all
1 teiuiuiber wor that as heieil Shamus O'Sh iugh
ncssy wuiu the 8jers wor hot tut afiher hua ici
aiaoiig the moua aius. Ye see, sir, Stamus
he's uudher the sod now, an' may tue heavens
be his ted was somehow or t'other mi.t up wid
the rebellion of ninety eight- Surra bii o' me
knows how, but sure it utu-th.t' been a hangiu'
niatther, 1 dot3 be ttwuki.i', for he was forced
into hidiu' ucraiS the hills t.U the storm should
blow over.
Well, as bad luck 'ud have it, wan afther
fioon, as he wor sittiu' afore the dare of a bit f
a cabin he had constructed of turf an" stones,
thinkiu' of his wife and childher, an takiu' now
au thin, a uhroo of potheen from a gie jug at
Lis side, by way of cunitortiu' his loneliness, he
Boeu a contiu' through the little gap foment him,
a ragged gorsoou, an' in the divil a own haste,
fur his tatthers wor sthramin' in the wiud.
-Well, Dinnis, ma buuchal, what is it ?' sez
Shamus, for sure he know'd there wor throuble
to the fore, when the boy come peuethraiin' to
h"s taicret plate widout a lyiii' by your live.' "
" Uun ! run V sez JJiniils, b.ov in' like a young,
grampus ; 'ruu, Shamus, the gojersis ac uiiiul' "
'th.imus looked through the gap, an' begorr.i
they wor comiu,' sure enough. So widout wait
i:i' to put on his hat an his brogue, by rason
that he hadn't any, he tuk another great dhrmk
of the potheen, fiom a natheral nifecshun he
had for that same, an' to fortuity his t-tum.-ich
agin' the bitther cowld wiiid o the bills. Faix,
'tis little 1 know how much he tuk of the cray
ther that time ; but sure 'twor a mighty Lig
mouthful, any how.
"Boui din ncroiss the hills like a dc r, wid the
red coats afther him iu full cry ; now doublin'
this a-way, an' now turnin' that. Shamus put
out the strength that was in him, wid the hope
of lavin' his purshucrs bebmt him. Uut id!
they stuck to him like poverty to a poor man,
fin, makin' a circle round him, beguu to dhraw
in upon him on. all sides. Mubha! thin bat
'twas a bad way Shamus wor in: but he put a
bould faco cu the matther, an breastiu the
mountain, rowled down to'thtr side, catchin' at
tho furze and buahes as he wint aiong. to break
the weight of his fall. Spi iugin' to his feet agin
at the bottom, ho run, wid all the speed he could
mujtber, till the sun wor w'.l nigh down, and all
4he bteath wor lavin his body iuthirely. Throw
in' hitsfclf at the fut of a hill, by way of i eatho
ratin' his wind, he could hear tho crie- of the
sqjers a cailin' to the'.r comrades over the moun
tain at the back of him.
Augh ! the curse o' Cromwell to yees!" sz
cLamus ; 'sure 'titt bothered ye are this time,
csy way. But, oh, tatthc-ration V sez he, look
in' round siiddintlv, -how will I git out of this
quaro place? snro"'tis a thrap I'm in, wid the
fitipe hi Is on wan side, an' a great black bog
oa t'other. Och, murther !' sez he, 'but what
'u!l I do now ?"
"All at waust, as he wrr ponderin over hi3
fcnforthincst situation, he hears, hard by, the
pMtherin of little feet, for all the wureld like
the first rain dhrops of a shower; and, lookin
down, what should he see fcrenent hira, hut a
r.aire litt!e man not higherr.or my knea dhrcss
o Vill ju black, wid & quare little C'.cl:ed hat on
his head; j;n' raal goold buckles ia his squirc
toedshoes? OchI och!" sez Shamus to hissclf, 4'tiseiaad-
weeny era titer won't barum a poor boy that's
in throuble. aft her nil. T.s betther 1 spake till
him civilly ; sure that costs nothin', any how!'
" 'How are ye Shamus?' sez the little ould
gir.tleman, wid a crack in his voice like a pinny
'Purty well, I thankye,' sezShamns. 'Mow
U it wid vourself. an' all ver little fosther hro-
J therf. an si&thers, an' aunts, an' uncles, an'
: granYather?, an gran'mothers ?'
j Hearty !' sez he. -rat p'azed to nay."
'Sure it does nte good to hear it,' sez Sha
I mus; mii the party wife, wid her intherestin'
J family, the childher that she does be puttiu' to
; bed iii the egg shells, may I be so hould as to
: ax if they've got well. over the niaisles. an the
I scarlet rash, widout sindin' for the docther?"
i '.Make ver mind aisyon that score, Shamus,"
' s z t!;e little mm
L'-nj: life an' good luck to ye,
thin, ilhrunk
an1 fathei ve
' or sober, f r 'tis a happy husband
i murt bo. I'm thinkiu'. sez Shamus.
j 'Tis obleeged toye I am,' sez the little man.
! "Mu-ha. thin, but yees as wilcouie as the
' trimrnSt'S.' sez Shamus.
' 'Auaii! there's pliuty sez that as don't mane
it,' S2Z the little man. '
-Faix, it'; no wondher!' 6cz Shamus; an'
th'm he bruk out into h laugh, an' sez he
'I' s a wuruiit counihry ye live iu whin yees
at home, I've hard . iy: a s-Tt of tin dherround
Ait Ii.t.-cs. wid Veshnvius for a smoke-nine to
I ver kitchin !'
' "Oh, but wasn't he the bould
man to say
J that 7 '
-There's no denyin' it's a grand place.'
the little man : it bates ould Ireland out
j out."
! 'Why wouldn't it ?' sez Shamus, 'lookm' at
the dacent people that's born and bred down
j there, takiu' yer honer for speoiiiiint."
! OIi, sez the little mm. as pleas3l as a col
j leeu wid her first sweetheart, ''tis you that has
I the great fackilty of discai nmcnt. Shamus."
J " 'Many thanks to ye.' sez Shamus." ''Tis
proud of the compliment I am. since it revales
i to me that, considheraiu' yer inches, yees agin
j tleman ot exthraordinary sinse an' sagashity.'
I Sh imus.' sez the little man, -what's the
use of buttheriu' mi th:it-a-way ? Can't 1 read
j ye as ais'y as a book!'
' 'Arrah. thin, why should I be soother'm' ye?'
sez Shamus: 'would I be makin a beuay ot my
self for nothiu' nt all at all ?'
'Sure enough that's thrue, any way,' sez
the little man. -But isn't them sojers I bears A
thmmpin' over the hills bey out ?
-Oeh millia murther! 'tis thim. sure enough,'
! sez Shamus, nn 1 standiii hereliaeaomaultauu
wastm the precious time.
Musha, thin, 'tis sorry I nm for yees,' sez
the little man, wid a qua re twist of his mouth.
Deed an' deed but it throubles me,' sez he.
" 'llouM your whi.-,t ! Had luck to ye for a
desaiver as ye are ! 'Tis little good yer sorrow
'ul! do an unforihinet boy whin the murdhenn'
red-coats is at his fut. How will I be thravel
liu acrass tlif big bog, I'd like to know? Tell
me that, an' I'll listen to yees wid all my heart.'
'May bu I can. an' may-be I can't,' sez the
little man. 'What 'ull ye give ine to whidk ye
oier it widout wettiu' the sole of yer fut?'
' 'I'd lik the dhry ground Letther,' sez Sha-
'What 'ud yc give, thin, for a ethraight
path, mod firnt an' sthroug acrass it, an' as fast
us ye can thravol it 1"
'Where's the good of it?' sez Shamus;
wouldn't the 8 jv;rs folly it too?'
'Not if its destroyed as fa.t aa ye goes over
it,' sez the little man.
" -What 'ull ye ax?' sez Shamus, desperately.
"Whist!' sez the little man ; 'epake low, an'
hou'.d down ver car.
sez Shamus,
is it myself
ye want ?'
" -If ve can't outrun the path afore it touches
er tjiue
z tha little man.
How will I do that? sez Shamus, in a quan
dary. 'Won't 1 be dhrowned in the deep bog?
' 'Thry it,' s- z the little man.
"I'll be a gone man if I do!" sez Shamus.
"'Where's the differ?' sez the little man;
won't the skiers be here in a ntiuit an' ketch
ye ? 'Tis plisan!
to dance a hornpipe in the air,
1 does be thiukiuV ,
" -Bad scran to ye!' sez Shamus; 'why d j
yees be reuiimbeiiit me of that lor? sure 'tisn't !
etaudin' upon daisies an' butther cups 1 am the
night.' !
Well,' eez the little man, 'will I make the
road for yees or not?'
Surra a bit I know,' sez Shamus. ''Tig a :
stiff price e"re nskiu ; and whatgood "ud a poor '
bewtUh.rod noy do yees, afther all ! Sure a fat
pig is betther nor me; or a year ould calf ; thim'6 ;
u nape betther aitiuV
'.Veil, 'tis little I care abput the bargain, j
anyhow,' sez the bleeven, considherin the
throuble I'd have; besides 'tis dark night a
comiu' on, an niiy-be they won't ketch yees af
tutr all. )
"'Ochone!' sez Shamus, what'll I do? 'Tis
hanged, au' dhrawu, an' quarthered I'll be.' I
There's iity on my heart for ye, Shamus, .
eez the little man, 'an' I'd be plazed to sarve ye. j
Musha! small thanks to ye,' sez Shamus; j
iarvo uio first, an' roast me afther. Dout I '
know 'tis coaxiu the pig to a market ye tre?
An' that undhergroun i Aifet Injeis yees come
from, 'tis a dlneadful' grand place, I'll go bail
for it ; but, axin yer pardiu, I'm afeard it 'ud
not be agreeable wid my tendhcr consthitution.
'Tis s couthrary as an ou'.d maid ye are,
Shamus O'Shaughnessy, sez the little man. 'an
as fooiisli aa a sthray gaudhi r. I'm mortally
ashamed of nnself for lettiu ye thrillo wid me
6o long. Well, stay where ye are, thin, ye silly
man. an' let the red coats grip ye. Oh, by the
powers, but they'll houid ye fast enough, whin
taey ccme down from the hills; there isn't a man
in ail the barony that could shlip from thim whia
they waust got a hoult."
"Sure that's no lie!' 6ez Shamng.
" 'Arrah, thin, is it a bargain ? Spake quick,
for the red coats is comiu.'
Oh, win-a! wirra! won't ye have the soft
heart for a poor diithressed crayiher, wid a wife
an' sivin small childher depinuin on him, ait'
niver a friuJ ia this wide wureld to give 'emtit
or sun. irr m mvselri
'Spare yer breath, Shamus, sez the little
mas: ,may-be 'tis wantin it ye'll be presently.
'Won't ye help a poor boy in his throubles
for the sake of the blissod charity ?' sc-z Shamus.
" 'Would the suiers let yees off for nothiu ?'
sez the little sw; M' sausa't I obey my orihers
too an be ped for my work?'
" -Uh, thin, sez Shamus, 'yees not the mas
ther '
-Ax me no questions, nn 111 not desaive
ye,' sea the little man; 'will 1 do the job?'
" 'Sure I'm a dead man any way,' sez Shamus
to hisself, an may-be there's a chance afther
all; who knows but what 1 can bate him in the
iud? liegorra, but I'm half a mind to thry it.'
''Tis a bargain, thin?' sez the little man,
spakin' to his thought.
" 'llould a bit,' ez Shamus; 'will ye be plazed
to tell me what ye undhertake to do?'
" 'That's 8m said. Make a road acrass the
bog sis fast us yer fut can thravel it, an' brake
it up afther yees.'
" 'Afore cock crow in the morn?" sez Shamus.
" 'Sure,' sez the little man, ''tis well be-
kaownst to ye we can't work afther that.'
! "Uut ye'il not break it up uitdher my fut,
! an' lave me to dnrown in the black bog?'
i " -I'd scorn to do so dirty a thrick,' sez the
' little man. 'A bargain's a bargain, an' I'll
stick to it straight an aboveboard.
lis agreed I am, su-z Shamus.
'Whin he said that, the little man stoops
down an' picks up a jack-oTnithern that wor
daiicin' iu an' out foreueut him, an sticks it I
uudher the baud of his hat for a sign; an' thin,
all at waiiat, up rose a swarm of little men,
huudlhreds of thousan's upon thousan's, all
dhrtbt as like as brothers, tin' all wid jack-o-lan-therns
gleamin' u their hats, tm pickaxes an'
shovel. iu their hati is, ready iud waitin for the
word. Shamus fasthvned his hankerchy ubout
hid waiit.
" ' ill I begin ?' sez the little man.
"Yis, sez Shamus.
"'Wlmroo! whoop! whoroo! an the crop of
pickaxes an' shove's fell to work. Oh, but thin
begun the wotidheilul race! Away flew the road
afore Shamus, an as last as he thravelled over
it, 'twas bi'Uk up agin behind. The fasther he
ran, the fasther worked the crowds of little men,
an the fasther wint the mud afore him. .
'Tis no us-- thryiu' to folly the industhrious
rapscallions,' aez bhauius: 'I'm- but half way
acrass the boir, au' all the breath is gone clane
out of me. Musha, thin but they'd bate the
beat race horse that ever run over tho curragh!'
So seii S L n in us, sez he; 'Stop! stoj! I'm dead bate.'
'Take it fair tin' ais.v, Shamus,' sez the little
man; 'sure there's pliuty of tie afoieye.'
'Ye'il not cut the ground from under me ?
sez Shamus.
Oh, upon the honor of a gintlentan, that I
will not, sez the little man, layin' his hand upon
a bright spot of fire tliekeriii' through his left
side, that may-be he called his heart.'
''.Musha, thin, by your lave, I'll rest myself
a bit, sez Shamus, settiu' down on the bare
new ground, an' nur.iu' his knees.
" 'Make yourself quite comfortable,' sez the
little man wid a irrin; -sure the cock won't crow
t ill the break o' day, an' if-we huih our job an'
desjliroy it agin, atore that time, tis all we have
to do
' 'That's thruth, anyhow,' Shamus.
"How do yees feel, Shamus?' sez the little
man, considerately.
" 4Ayeh! 'tis hard tellin' that 6:ime,f sez Sha
mus, 'for the summer dust is not dhryer nor
my mouth.'
" 'Would you like to thry taste of the raal
goolden stuff?" sez the litt'e man; an' be out wid
a bottle full of liquor, as red as a fiery furnace.
" '.Many thanks to ye,' sez Shamus; 'but I'd
rather not, if it's all the same.'
' 'As you plaze sez the little man; 'tis yours is
the Ios., I'm thinkiu;' an,' tossiu' off he tlamin
dhrittk hisseif, he smacked his lips afther it, us
if the flavor wor exactly to his tatte.
'Augh! much good may it do ye, sez Sha
mus; but sure if it didn't burn yer msides, it's
by r.ison of the cast iron stomach ye have.'
" -l'oof ." sez the little man; 'twas but a wake
table liquor. A gintieman should always be ab
sthamiiius whin he thravels.'
"Well, the hours rowled by, an' there was
Shamus as contiiitcd as h girleen wid her first
kis, till the army of weeny workmen got up a
dacent faction fight by way of d varshiu. 'Twas
onai.-y thin the little man got.
"'Come,' sez he, '.ire ye rested, Shamus?
there's not much time to spare; 'ti3 hard upoa
cock-crow now.'
'.'Away wid ye, thin,' sez
'Whoop! whoroo!' sez the little man; an'
away wint the woitdhorful road, and Shamus af
ther it, at the top of his speed, ontil. at last, he
ccme nigh to the green bank on the far side of
the bog.
"'Stop,' sez he. 'I'm goin to rest myself.'
" 'llcst on the bank, Shamus,' sez the little
man, soltly.
" 'Faix, sez Shamus, 'I'm betther off here, I
does be thiukin'.'
Did I iver hear the likes o' that !' sez tho
little man, 'an' ho so near over! Up wid ye,
Shamus, I say ! Tne cock 'ud be crowin' p ri
sen tl v.
-; , , , , , ,. , t. 4, , I
Oood Iuck to the darlin ; 1 11 be exthreraely I
. .. linn !,. ' r V do at-i -
clad to hear liim,' sez Shamus.
"Tear an' ages!' s.-z the little man, 'don't ye
mane to go any furder?"
" Nvcr a fut !' sez Shamus.
" -111 tear up the road below yez !' 6ez the
little mau, in a passion.
'That's agin the conthract, sez Shamus.
-iIow will 1 desthroy it afther ye, thin?'
sez the little man.
Oh. begorra!' eez Shamus, ''tiscone of my
business; sure ye can lave it if ye likes.'
'Oh the villain! the chate the desaiverl' sez
the little man ; stampiu' and throwin' his arums
about wid the rage that wor in him. . ,
"Arrah, why will ye bo callin' yersclf bad
names?' sez Sh imus. 'Sure I tuk ye for a da
cent an" respectable little ould gintleman.'
Tar an' ouuties! 6ez the little man, quite
beside hiaself ; 'take that, ye vagabonc! and he
struck Shamus a lick wid his fist that kuocked
him sinceless. I3y good luck, at that minnitthe
oock crowed: and thin oh. but 'twas the mys
tharious thing of all the swarms of wctny
workmen, and the little masther. slowly melted
away an' disappeared, coloria' like a dark red
tundher-cloud the mornin' mist.
"Oh, begorra! but the afther matther bates
bannagher. Whin Shamus cones to hisself, he
wor lyin at the dure cf his bit cabin among the
hills, wid the impry poteen jug rowled up aiong
6ido him. Lady's Bock.
A hog nearly three years old, and weigh
ing 1. 309 lbs., is to be sent to the New York
World's Fuir, froti Burlington county, N. J.
Atmoscheria Tubular Hail Facilities.
The New York Tribune's Eostoa correspond
ence says:
; Speaking of Tunnels calls to mind the "At
mospheric Telegraph," as it is queerly misua
iueu, which is now uu exhibition in one of the
lobby looms of tho Merchants Exchange. As 1
nave once been accused of u mercenary motive
in my correspondence iu these columns, let me
say that 1 have no earthly reason to speak fa
vorably of the iuveutor. Air. Kichardsou, or his
enterprise, except mat he appears to be an in-,
teliigent, laborious, and persevering man, and
to olftr something to the public wbic'i promises
to bo beneficial. His invention, if indeed it is
his, which 1 am not qualified to decide, is mere
ly a modification of the atmospheric railway,
which, atone time, promised much. Tbe change
is this, instead of propelling by atmospheric
pressure a train of cars over a long tube, the
mail bag is to be propelled through it. For
this latter service the atmospheric traction is un
doubtedly adequate, as will be plain to any one
who will caieluiiy consider its nature.
Let nie explain a little for tho benefit of your
readeis who are not engineers. Suppose that a
cylindrical pump Iii inches in diameter, with a
iCi im.ii atroke, be connected with a pipe 1- inch
es iu diameter and Ju teet long, lhc capacities j
of the pipe and the cylinder will be equal. If i
the iillou then ha i.nnA frum tho hottoai of tho 1
rvliinlt-r t.. tii.. f.,.i h,,. -,ir i ..;r. .-;n ln.v
to expand to doub.e its sace to fili both the pipe
tLiin.!., ,5i.. ,i . ..I
out is a whole utniosnhert lrilhw- ta tho
KMiiiiw in. I. tt.a T-.-.i.-T,.... ;Q ..t.. i..'r..,.
t i i,. t i
of the Listou is sumcient to reduce one-half the
density iu ilti feet of pipe, by making 15 strokes
------ -
I a miuute and wording 6Z hours, it wou d rarity
i to the same extent the air iu l!U0 miles of DiDe.
At that degree of exhaustion the external pres
sure on the pistou will be 7.C31 lbs. mere than
the, and there will be a pressure of one
ninth that, or 8ib lbs., available to propel a load
til rot) eh t!ii TiiriO X ihr rr.- ia nuti tT tt Itt-ri'T
, t r- A r .. i. :.. . t
tue i Kaiat.iLiii:i3 iiuiii ii :ci i i ih (iiir v 11 I i n mix
to he overcome by the propultiou. aud conse-
quently a mail of 2U.00U half-ounce letters would
be propelled by such a force acting constantly,
with enormous velocity. It would, in fact, be
shot forward au hundred utiles in a very few
minute, aud then, the serial equilibrium being
rebtored, a resistance would commence which
would gradually destroy its momentum. If. in
stead tI" one pump, many should be employed at
once in exhausting the supposed 200 miles of
pipe, it is plain that the work might be done in
a single hour or less. One hundred horse pow
er of steam, acting at different points, would un
doubtedly be able in an hour to produce a pro
pelling force approaching much nearer to a whole
atlltosiilielt ItitivinT iiiilninl nn!w ,iit Aiirmrrli in '
the j tQ answl.P,ihe import;1nt purpose of a
J re.ttCl,ng 8prjng or cushion at the remote end. so
as to prevent the mail from being shattered or
reduced to a homogeneous pulp by a too sudden
So far as the mail itself is concerned, it will
probably cost lees tractive force to drag it bodily
through a pipe of pretty smooth bore than to
drag it with its proportion of locomotive apara
tus over a railroad. The amount of horse-power
which would in a given time drug -it hence to
New York, would in the . same time exhaust a
pipe of 'sufficient bore to enable atmospheric
pressure to put it through iu ten or fifteen min
utes. Multiptping the horue-power applied to
the exhaustion wid reduce the time consumed in
the same proportion. And in this way we may
have hurly mails, or half-hourly, with no great
er expense for carrying them than at pre.-ent.
As to the wear and tear, that is anothei matter.
Tho friction on the bags might be a little more
serious than at present, yet I think this difficul
ty may be reduced to a trifle. As the load is
constantly in contact with cold pipe, the heat
from the friction will bo absorbed nearly as fast
as it is generated, and there is little danger that
the mail will take tiro.
j The aparatus en a sma'l scale, which Mr.
Richardson shows at the Uxchaug. is very in- J
geuiously constructed, and works prettily. Hut, ;
. of cours, no model so diminutive can demon-
j strate the feasibility of the operation, iu large. .
; Neither does an experiment of a mile of pipe. 1
three inches in diameter, which was successful
ly put in operation ou the line of tho Providence
Kailroad. amount to a demonstration. Th se
.experiments, however, show-tho nature of Me,
I force ; how the serial team are to bi harnessed,
! and what arc its good points for tho mail ser
l vice.
I Practical difficulties will doubtless be encoun
tered when a grand mail tube (lor wmca suo
sc.uption books are to be opened directly) comes
to he laid down betweeu this villatro and your
metropolis, tut. as a correspondent. I have a
presentiment that I shall live to send my hasty
scrawls through it, and that the Tribune con-
. theiii w. be ,.e,.eiveil lin,, circulatiiiS in
Boston in less than an hour from the pre-s.
Whether th fipnoral Government, which
ways has to be impelled and propelled with
"sharp sticks" for a long time lefore it will
adopt the most obvious improvements, will pa
tronize the new rapidity, or put a veto on its
use for private mails, i another question t I e
settled. If the physical success of the large ex
periment should answer confident expectations,
it will follow of course, in time, that the Federal
Post-office mustadopt it for all important routes.
break clown berore private compeuuo... . ... .
it step will he to inquire whether persons as
11 paper shall". e-licd fbr throng . this
brnuk rtnirii t.pfore nrivate competition, i he
channel of locomotion. The physical pro
perties of air arc such. I refer particularly to its
a.lmiral-le molality and elasticity, that it is not
impossible to make arrangements by which a editor or reporter, having been suitably
encooned in New York, after bi evening ed,sh
in" has been put to j res, nny open his eyes
the next morning' to the rising sun in San F ran
cisco, alive and kicking.
4 Ccnjrcsiof is stated that a
project has beeu started by some Freuch lavana.
to assemble in Paris, in tho course of nest month,
a Congress of Philpl ogists Irora the different
countries of Europe, to discuss questions
to different languages, and to prepare tae wav
for establishing, if possib'e.-a universal alphabet,
as the first step towards the creation of a uni
versal language. Tonography has a chance
The Dead "Wlfa.
In comparison with the loss of a wife, a'l other
bereavements are trifles. The wife? she who
tills so large a spare in the domestic heaven
sht who is t busier.' so unwearivd 5u laboring
for fie precious ones around it bitter, b tter is
the tear that falls upon ler cold clay! Yoiiftand
oeslde her coffin and think of the past. It seem
an amber colored pathway, where the sun phone
upon beautiful flowers, or the stars hung glitter
ing overhead. Fain would the soul linzer
there. No thorus are remembered above that
sweet clay, save those your bend may have un
wittingly planted. Her noble tender heart, lies
open to your inmost sight. You think . of her
now as all gentleness, all beauty an 1 purity.
Uut she is dead ! The dear head that laid up
on your bosom, rests in the still darkness upon a
pillow of clay. The hinds that have ministered
so untiringly, are folded white and cold, beneath
the gloomy pr.rta's. The heart, whose everj'
beat measured an eternity of love, lies under
your feet. Tho flowers she bent over wi:h smiles,
bend now above her with tears, Baaking the
dew from their petals, that the verdure around
her may be kept green and beautiful.
.Many a husband may read this in the silence
of a broken home. There is no white arm over
your shoulder ; no speaking face to look up in
the oye of love; no trembling lips to murmur
"Oh ! it is so sad."
The little one whose nest 'death has rifled.
I gazes in wonder at you
solemn face, puts up
J bl '''""J hand to stay the tears, an- then nes-
ties back to his father's breast, h ilf con3Cion8
that the wing that sheltored its most fondly is
' br.keu.
There is so Btrnnsre a husli m every room :
hSlit ft5teps. o smile to greet you at night-
, .. ,, i . i j i i. i. . i ;i-
I ian. auu ine ou ciouiw i.cb.3 noi ouim,
! ticks ! it was such music when she could hear
; it ! Now it 6eenis to knell the hours through
1 wl.ijh yu watehe 1 the shadows of death gather
ing upon her sweet face!
It strikes one ! the fatal time when tbe. death
I warrant rang out "there is n hope." Two!
she lies placidly still Hometimep smiling faintly.
FomotimeM crievin-2 u Utile. tVr fehe is younc to
' - . - .
, ,
read the valley of Le t-I at'ow. Ihiae! ILe
babe has been brought in. its little face laid on
her bosom for the last time. Four J her breath
becomes fainter, but a heavenly joy irradiates
her brow. Five ! There is a slight change
O Ithat she might live ! Fath er spare her.
'Tuy will be done."
It wa6 her soft broken accents. Yes f Heav
enly Friend, who gavest her to bless me Thy
will be done !
Six ! there are footsteps near. Weeping
friends around. She bids them farewell as she
murmurs, "meet me in heaven." The damp
drops gather upon her pallid features at the
seventh hour. She lies very still sometimes
i-he hears 6weet music. Eight passes away so
gently! But her hand yet clings to ours. and
so she lies while that old house-clock tolls forth
nine. tea. eleven, twelve solemn strokes. You
Ki.riuir to vour feet. The Hps are stiil cold to
your lios. The small hand has fallen b-ck ; its
Lh rows icv. She is coue. She will never
speak to you again on earth. You must bear
that cold gaze that love so lately kindled and
you fall weeping by her sid.
Aud everyday that clock repeats that old ato
rv. Many another tale it telleth too of joys
p,st of sorrows share I. of beautiful words and
deeds that are registered above. You feel O!
how often, that the grave cannot keep her.
You know 6he is in a happier world, yet that
6oiiK-times she is by your side, an angel p:es
enee. You look nt your innocent babe, and
think that a seraph is guarding it. Cherish
these emotions", thy will make you happier
Let her holy presence be a charm to keep you
from evil. In all new and pleasant connections,
give her spirit a place in your heart. Never
forget what she has been to you that she has
loved vou. Be tender of her memory so may
von m(
pet her with a soul unstained a origin
and beautiful spirit bride, where no one shall
p-iv anv moi-p f.rever. "she is ' dead." Mrs.
DennUon O.'ive branch.
Amseican Flunkevism. Mr Greely relates
that when he arrived in London two year3 ago,
and had reached his hotel, he was looking out
of his windaw. when a maErnificent carriage drove
up to : s-hop on the opposite side of the way.
Powdered footmen and flunkeys adorned the box
and stan-'. Thi-, thought he. is some grand per-
i trim tn tlii infernal traditions of
' b-irb.ri.-ra finds his honor in the degra-
ihitloii and brutabzation of his pneclcp. affixing
on them the mark of degradation picking out
the noblest looking children of toil, ant dressing
them up s prisoners of war nee were, whose
liverv marked their loss of liberty. But casting
bis eyes on the coach pannel, what did he be
hold? A painting of the Amrrlcnn eagle, with
a shield round its neck, looking like a chicken
prematurely tied to a gridiron. It was the coach
of Abbott Lawrence, our late Whig representa
tive near the Court of St. James.
The oldest house in Pittsburg the "Redoubt"
house, at the point, is still Handing. It was
built by Jol. Bouquet, in 1761. just outside of
Fort and was used in connection with the
f.rt. It is now used as a dwelling house.
The oldest dwelling house in Pittsburg, built
bv a resident there, is also still standing, and
may be seen on Water street, between Cham-ery
Lane and Ferry street. It was built before the
pftvolntion. sometime between 1765 1774, and
. JinS BriCe beCQ
;,d; the ongl structure re-
wither otlJoll hQll ,UnI.
mains, mere
iug on Water street, which
were built prior to
SisorxAR Coixcidesce. It is little singular
that of five of the Pi t sideutial candidates one
Webster, is dead; -another, and the successful
candidate, lost his little boy, soon after his tlec
tio. bv a most ui.itressing accident, and bis own
ami wife's lives were saved almost miraruloiisly;
while the third, fourth, and tilth, viz: Fillmore,
Tl..iirr:iK4 have ea.eb bud to ttourn the
v l J -J ' -.C(' ,
loss of their wives since the canvass,
death strikes iu high places.
The London Times states the extraordinary
fact, that ninety-five oat of every hundred letters
sent from the United States to Ireland, contain
remittances of money to pay theassages of rei-
ativss to Uia country.
4 M
A Professor dose Brown.
As Professor Anderson wws looking over the
various American and European newspaper!,
wirch are to be found in the publication cISm
of the Boston Daily Times, be saw he wm close
ly scrutinized by a gentlemnn of tall stature and
rather swarthy, evidently not a Eo
tonian. The individual after a short space had elaps
ed, nt length mustered courage, and thus ad
dressed the 'wizard :
I say : are you Professor Anderson, bey ?
Yes. sir.'
Wall, you're a tarnation smart man, I her.
You aint got that are bottle of yourn with ye,
have you ?
No sir."
Well. I'm fron down Enst, having besn rail
ed in Maine, And I should like to purchase a
duplicate of that ere bottle, as I am going cut
stumping for I guess if I had your bottle,' or
its twin brother, I'd soon swamp the Scotties,
without talking politics either."
I never carry cay bottle with tae, nor have X
a duplicate of it.
Sorry for that, sir,' said the stumper ;
however,' he 'continutu I wns once taught a
trick, when a boy, but I almost forglt how the
thing was done now. I'll tell ycu how it was.
stranger, a near us I cnn. I used to take a
red cent and chaEgo it into a tea dollar gold
O,' said the prreaaor, 'that is very simple; a
mere trick, a slight cf band. .
'Well, I know it's not very difficult, but I far
get how, will you shew me ?' nt the sane time
handing him a cent to the wizard.
O yes. nir. if it will oblige you, I will show
you in a moment. 'Hold your hand. Biid tho
wizard ; 'this is your cent, is it not V
Yes. sir.'
'Close your hand.' The down-esster clesed
h'.a hnnd fast. 'Are you euro yea have it,' said
the wizmd.
I guess I have,' said he, 'and I'll bt a dollar
you can't change it into a ua dollar gold
'Done.' ecid the wizard ; now hold fast.
Yes. sir ! I reckon I will but stop down with
your dollar ! here's mine,' said the i'ankee.
The wizard covered his dollar.
Now. sir, are you reedy ?' said the wizard.
'I aint nothing else, said the down-easttr.
Change !' said the wizard ; 'now, sir, opca
your hand.
He did so, and to his utter astonishment he
held a bona fide ten dollar gold piece I
Wei. sir.' said the wizard, 'youseoyou have
lost your dollar !'
I gues I have,' said he, handing over the two
Now. said tbe professor. 'I'll bet yon another
dollar I'll change the ten dollar piece into your
cent again much quicker.
No yer don't, said the gent from Maine, pla
cing the ten dollars in his pocket, and buttoning
it up tight; 'I'm much obliged to you. Purfessor,
but I reckon I'll leave it as it is. Good morn
; mg. old hoss : sai
and turning round
ine. old hoss !' said he, walking out of the office,
ms ue reaccea me uoor, ce
nbiced his digitals in a close approximation to
r o .
his proboscis, saying, I guess there aint any
thing grien about this child ." and left the Pro
fessor in utter amazement at his cooluess. Eo'
ton Tixs:.
The Bristol (II. I.) Phoenix tells us of a man
living somewhere near that town, whose oow
bad three calves at a birth on Tuesday hrse
mare foaled two colta on Wednesday i.nd
whose wif j gave birth to a pair cf ' twins on
Saturday. AH tbe colts, calves, and babies are
doing well, and bid fair to be raised. The same
man's hen hatched five chickens from four oggs
last spring. We should be afraid to live a near
neighbor to such a man as that.
"Gettixg cp Staies." A hotel ia about to
be erected in Albany eight stories high. A per
son seated in an elegant arranged car, strikes a
bell to indicate tho floor to which be desires to
j be conveyed, whereupou' by means of a steam
"cummy, ti.eyare eievntea jo ine proper ter
minus iu double quick time, thereby obviating
the difficulty experienced in "getting upstairs."
Curious Fbsak or a Streak or Lightning.
The Long Islander, published at Huotingtun.
Suffolk county, says : During the thunder"
storm, on Thursday. Nth instant, a house ia
Amityvill was struck with lightening. It seeifls
the lightning entered the door, hp'it the s!H,
passe ' along the room to a large cooking stove,
wl-.ih it threw up ii:tothe second story, and cut
off three of the toes of a woman (whose name we
could not ascertain.) who was witting near by.
i The shoe through which the lightning entered entirely uninjured, with the exceptica
cf a smad hole on one e;de.
"Wonderful things are done now a day." said
Mr. Timmins; "the doctor has given FInck'sboy
a new lip. from his cheek." "Ah !" eaid his la
dy, many's the time I have known a pair Ufcea
from mine, and it was not a very painful opera
tion either"
The remains of the Great Napoleon are to be
made the occasion of another pompous ceremo
nial in Paris, on the 8th of May. They are tobe
removed on tho 4th from the Chapel of St. Jer
ome to the monument erected for them under the
dome of the Church of the Invalides. and on the
8th the tomb will be 'inaugurated" with great
ceremony. .
Major Stevens has nearly completed fcis ar
rangements for the survey of a Northern Route
for the Pacific Railroad. Lieut. Duncan and a
party of 10 persons have been sent to Oregon via
the Isthmus, to ttsrt from Puget's Sound, and
meet the exploring party iu tbeznoutaius Another
cf the party hs been some time in Canada, col
lecting information from the Hudson Bay Com
pany. Sow. "Now" is the constar.t syllable ticking
frrm the clc-ck ctf time. "Now" ia the watch
word of the wise., "Now" is on the bauner of
the prudent. Let us keep this little word al
ways iu our mind : and whenever anything pre
sents itself to us iu the shape of work, whether
mental or physical, we should do it with nil our
might, remembering that "Now" ia the only tiir e
for us. It is, indeed, a sorry wy to get through
the world, by putting off till to-morrow, sayii g
Then I will do it. No ! this will never ac-B-Ktr.
"New" ia ours ; ilcsT may tseter be.
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