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TUB UTTtE BOY XII AT DIED. .
4 ' Dr. Ohalmors is said to be the author of the
: beautiful poem, written " on the occasions of th
death of a young son whom ho greatly loved zr .
" t am all alono in my chamber now.
' ' And the midnight hour is near;
"And the fagot s crack, and tlie clock 's dull tick,
I Are the only sound I hear.
And orer my soul in its solitude,
Bweet feelings of sadness glide,
-: For my heart and my eyes are full when I think,
-: .- Of the tittla boy that died. .. - . . - .
I went one night to tny father 's lioufc
i Werit home iu the ilcar ones all . ' ".
, Ajid softly I openeJ the garden gate,
Aud softly the door of the hall. ,
, My mother came out to meet her son
. : t?he kissed m-r aad than she sighed, .
r And her head fell on my neck and tho wept
. F.-r the little boy that died. , :
? I shaJl mLss him when tlio flowers come, t
In the garden whor he played; . .
, I shall mijs him more by the fire-side,
,. When the flowers have all decayed.
- -I shall see his toys and his empty chair,
" An i the horse he used to ride;
r And the j will speak with a silent speech
Of the little boy that died. - :
-j VTm shall go home to our Father, 'a house
' : .To our Father 's house in the skies.
Where the hope of our souls shall have no Llight,
' - Our love no broken ties. - -
- We shall roam on the banks of the rirer of peace,
And bathe in its blissful tMe,
AnJoM of the joys of our Hetrea Shalt be "
, The little boy that die-.l.
.Hisrtllanfoiis.
THE ROSE OF GRENOBLE.
. A ROMANCE OF YESTERDAY".
- fTranslated from the Fronch.J
1 -i - ' CHAPTER I.
Grtflioble is au elegant and flourishing city
The girls there have their Mabille and guin
ffnettea just outside the gate, and find num
Derlesa beaux among the second lieutenauts
on foot.
Casar Rirolet, at the epoch of tbo com
mencement of this history, June 1848, had
but two chevorns on his arm His uniform
coat, however, fitted him as finely as possible,
and a soft silky moustache gave the young
man a decidedly interesting air.
One single sentence will show wliat bril
liant expectations his regiment had formed of
iiw. ' - :
" Corporal," said a soldier to him one day,
' I Bhall be a sapper. Prom'we me that when
you are a captain I shall be your attendant."
Caesar smiled with an air of affectation,
which showed that he expected to be a Mar
chal of France. : -
Why was cot ambition the only passion of
: tb young man ? Had this been the case he
would not have followed, one evening of 1S48.
. a basket of violets, which Lung on the arm of
m young girl who was on her way homo from
ft gardner s in the suburbs.
; The street which Caesar passed down was
ftlmcst deserted. The sn was Betting aud a
few women sat in front of their side doors gos
sipping. The young girl with the basket
walked on with down-cast eyes. She did not
know her flowers had tempted Caesar llivolet
she did not even know, oppressed with the
burden of her violets and her revery, that she
was beautiful, and that Gorvarini, the poet of
the pencil, if he had seen her pass might have
asked himself if she were one of his own pro
. duction.- " - . . f
Caesar lept his eyes fixed on the basket of
?i i i" " IIe drew 3earer the young girl, un
theni ?Ul' nothiDS but the basket separated
: Jlim?Tl" a5d te- "y flowed
.are the most beautiful I ever saw "
mS7Tl tLe-thre'
at one sou abo4uete: Smany asJoaPleae
.deed cheap when we remomber how pretty
; the hands that gathered them. Here "
;ihe perfume of which you have yourself inha
led. I prefer that decidedly "
" I cannot sell them to you Sly mother
has - expresslr forbidden Did ' til in V
street, or to selthem to any one." : .- -"To
sell them J ' That's right enough.
Bhe did not, however, forbid you to give thera
y- "Nov what is not forbidden is permit
tod. Lwill then, accept this, mademoiselle,
ad as I cannot pay you for themj I will give
uj, exchan-e 411 the, love 7 heart con-
tl,-33" took tte boquet from the hands of
and,?n firl who. Btood for a ment silent
. .Jd wtonisW She then hurried on. under
tMiBflnww of a terw sheopld nnt.xplain.
She only remembered a single word of all that
Csesar had said that - word was love, and it
continued to riDg in her ears. When she
reached her mother's house, a poor hovel of
one room, with gray walls outside, and white
within, containing a bed, a cradle and three
chairs, and a framed engraving above the fire
place, she had not recovered from her agita
tion. ' "What is the matter Rosa i said hermo
ther, you look strangely."
I stumbled against a stone in the street,
and came near falling." J-
. "Rose, Rose, why did you fib?" '
.;. Take care.of XiU" said ha mother kis
sing a red and white doll to which she applied
that name. When he goes to sleep, go on
with j our work Perhaps to-day I may be
more fortunate than I was yesterday. The
audience will be large, and I shall probably
sell more. Shut the door and window and let
no one else in. I will tap on the blind."
The mother kissed Rose, who was rocking
Lili, and left.
The woman was the widow of a workman.
ITer husband had fallen torn the tower of a
church about a year before, (just three months
before Liirs birth). To support her children,
whom she loved dearly as a dying man loves
his life, she sold papers iu the morning, fruits
in the afternoon, and flowers atiight. Rose
never accompanied her, for some one had to
stay with Lili.
Thid was a pretext. ' The mother was pru
dent, and uneasy on account of her daughter's
beauty. - .
When she was alone, Rose shut the blinds,
and took from beneath- a heap of withered
flowers a piece of broken glass. This was the
accomplice of her innocent coquetries. Her
mother's was much larger and fastened to the
wall. - .! '- -" ' "
Rose aj proached the glass la .ip, which shed
its light as sp-nu'v ac; the miser yields his
gold, and looked at. I "f face in the fragment
of glass. For tho twentieth time she looked
at the little dimple on her chin it3 appear
ance gave her as much delight as the discov
ery of America did Columbus. Suddenly,
however, she looked anxiously around. She
fancied she heard a light tap on the window.
She replaced the gl?S3, opened the door and
looked into the street. The sky was blue, and
a kind of profile was visible not far from the
house. The profile seemed to move towards
her. ; hc became alarmed and shut the door.
"It is strange," said she. -," There cannot
be a sentinel here ; besides the mau has no
gun." .. .- - - ,
Sentinel,' or not, the soldier, though with
out his gun,' kept watch over the house all
night, or at least till the mother tapped at the
blinds. -
CHAPTER .11.
Yes, Rose," said a young man, a few
daj's after, whom we have already known.
" I have kept my promise, . and come to tell
you that I love you."
' If you are serious, Monsieur, I will tell
my mother."
" Precisely just what I wish ; but by and
by. Love me first, Rose. Do you love me,
Rose? Do you love me ?" ;
. The young girl looked down, but made no
reply.. . -, ,
Thi3 was about a fortnight after Caesar
Ri volet -had taken a bunch of violets from
Rose. ; Every day since then ho had contrived
to meet her or her way from the gardener's.
He always sought to speak to her, but she trip
ped along with out giving him an opportunity.
Every evening, however, when her mother
was away, Rose used to open the blinds to see
if the sentinel was on his post.
He was always on duty. He showed her a
bunch of violets, which he used to kiss, with
out, however, saying a word Rosa used to
shut the blinds silently, but then she always
took out the looking-glass immediately after
wards. On such occasions she was always
Sale, and a tear of remorse would steal into
er eye. She would then sit down by Lili's
cradle, with a dpooping brow, and heaving
breast, aud relaxed limbs, for whole hours un
til the return of her mother.
' One evening Rose heard the signal at the
blind much earlier than usual. She however
opened the door. - -
it was not ner motner nut uaesar. -'
' Do you love nie, Rose ?" asked he tenderly;
and as he spoke ho passed one of his arms a-
round her waist. ;
Rose did not open her lips, so amazed was
6he ; bnt her blushes and her trouble replied
to the question.
CHAPTER III. ' ' "
" Do you know the news, Roso?', said an
old neighbor to the young girl on the next
morning, which was June 25, 1848. "It
seems that they're cutting each other's throats
in Paris. You do not hear mo. What I say
is true. And the evidence is that the garrisoon
of Grecnoble is gone to the capitol. It went
last night. : . .
" Gone!" said Rose in a tone of misery.
' ' Are you a fool, Rose t Are you afraid of
a little bloodshed?" '
"Gone !" repeated she ; " gone ! Oh, my
God I Say to my mother that she has no
daughter. Tell her to curse . me. AdieuP?
, The regiment to . which Cassar belonged
marched so rapidly, that in eight or nine days
it was at St. Maur, in the camp which was
then formed under the walls of Paris, near
uieeunes. ;. "
One morning Caesar came out of his tent
swearing because he had been unable to sleep.
Ill i B,trange drea"- He thought, amid
the thunder, that he heard, a woman , in a tone
IE g??y Utter lij Mnie J ' d immedi
ately after the report of a guniischarged,
probably, by some sentinel-f broke on bis ear!
Caesar went to a wagon loaded with barrels,
no had to issue the rations of wine for ho had
been fourrier about twenty-four hours. !
Tho solo.ers were gathered around atten
tively observing something. . ,i .
" What is the matter, men Tl " ." '
"See sergeant."" V ' "
Csesar saw the body of a young girl on the
sand. lie recognized Rose, and exclaimed-p-
"This is strange I" .-. , ... :
It will be remembered that after Dr. San
grado had taken all the blood from his patients'
vein he was surprised to see them die. , .-
- A man of our regiment killed her," said
one of the soldiers. . It .was about midnight
and she would not answer the sentinel's chal
lenge. " He fired, and you see what happened!"
"That ' was his order. Pardieul but it
took place during the storm." . .
. Rose had begged, her way and had follow
ed the. regiment without being able to overtake
it." At last almost dead with fatigue, she
reached St; Maur. -It was in the midst of the
tempest, and the noise of the rain, the wind,
and the thunder, had prevented her from bear
ing the challenge. .'She had been shot as she
approached the sentinel to ask him the address
of"her lover. " - ..-.?. - -
Poor Rose I poor Caosar ! poor mother I
aprench story "
At a Court ball, some twenty years since, a
young ofiicer of the French cavalry met and
was charmed by a beautiful English girK : ne
obtanied an introduction, and danced with her
as often as he could, without challenging the
remark of his Grace," the young lady's papa.
Our hero was handeome, amiable, yvitty, and
in every way a person to win the good will of
the fair sex ? lie was of good family, and had
the aristocratic de affixed to his name, although
he could boast no patrimonial estate. "
The young lady was of England's privileged
class both noble and wealthly This,
however, our lover did. not know when first he
bowed before the charms of her beauty. ve
begets love, and women arc grateful ; and the
fair girl returned the young soldier's devotion.
They met often -how or wnero we cannot say ;
but Paris is large, and English customs are
convenient for young people. Thirt"" was all
charmingly agreeable, but unsatisfactory; for
theirs was flirtation with a serious intention
affixed toit mmlag!:' A ;V ."
At length oui hcrnlsie-disclose hir wishes
to her parents. TL?y- fcrs t tr.iSed ; their
daughter marry aFre-can;-:i; . alieuten
ant, a man without estate! It, h net o be
thought of. , She iist?ii.3 to tlis 4ccL"cu la
tears. A first weaknes passed, however, she
feels nature's dictate and the strength which
love giveiv She next boldly and .hrmly de
clares to her parents that she loves the young
officer with her whole heart, aud him alone
will she marry. That if they will mot permit
her to judge of Ler own Leppinesa, tshe can
wait until she is of age, when the clergyman,
may marry them without parental leave. -
My Lord and My Lady are made conscious
that their fair and gentle daughter has a will of
her own. and also a patient determination to
gratify that will. They come to parly, and
enter into negotiations with the young people
.The lovers are to beseperatedfor to years
it shall not be considered an engagement
and the young lady shall receive the addresses
of other suitors. r -
On the other hand, the lovers are to be pei
raittcd to correspond, and if they remain lov
ers at the end of two years, they shall marry
with full eonscnt and approbation
The young lady consoles her anxious lover
with assurance that her love is Unchanged, and
that the two years' absence will only serve to
prove their affection for each other and endear
them to one another still more. ' . -
They part! The English party return home.
During a month they exchange letter, daily
and such letters I Of what length, and how
full of terms of endearment I How poor lan
guage seemedto them ! .
But one day our heroine listened in vain for
the postman's knock, so well known to every
Londoner.' lie came not. The next day pas
sed, and tho next and no tidings; and thus
many days passed, and brought disappointment
only, Weeks lengthed into months, and no
letter cheered the sick heart of the poor girl
The third month came round, and her hopes '
became faint. Then JIy Lady condoled with 1
her daughter, 5 upbraided the young soldier,
and urged the acceptance of Lord- as a sui
tor for her hand. "It was thus that a true
English heart should resent an insult Three
months pass. Meanwhile the unhappy dam
sel writes letters and sends them in every pos
sible way in the hpe of obtaining an explana
tion of this long silence None come ; doubts
becomes conviction she deseited. - She
stifles the love in her heart, and pride comes to
strengthen her selfrespcct . Having no lon
ger a desire of her own, she yields to that of
her mother. My Lady I will marry Lord,
but since I have so decided, let us be married
quickly. -. r 1 ' .. .
, It was done. Fifteen years pass by. " Our
heroine is a widow!" 'Five years more, and
'My lady" lies ill until death.
She calls her daughter to her bedside, and
confesses that she had detained the letters of
the young officer that he had been faithful
The proofs of it were by the hundred in such a
desk, "My Lady" dies. : Our heroine seeks
these letters of the lover of her jouthful days,
and finds heaps of his, and alsq those she had
written, in the vain liope of obtaining explan
ation of his silence. . '
Twenty years of disappointment ; were for
gotten iu reading the ardent expressions of af
fection and devotion . which they breathed.
She was young again, and her heart had known
no care it was. again the spring-time of her
life. She took - these letters, with , her, and
went to Paris. . , . , i
She sought information from the " Minister
of War, of him who was lieutenant iu the cav
alry of 1834. The authorities replied that
the lieutenant of that time was now Comman
ding General, and that he wa3 ' stationed ia
one of the Southern Departments." The wid
ow wrote to the General that she was at Par
is, and desired to see him. He obtained leave
of absence, and hastened to meet the lady. .
All is explained, and our lovers are married.
To be sure, tho General is no "longer young ;
but hi? manners hjtve the same charm, and j
his elegance and style lesson hii apparantage.
The lady carries her inadmissible forty years
as if they : numbered but thirty. The latter
twenty years of their lives are likely to be hap
pier than either of the first. ,
And so ends a real life romance,. , that is
very like one in a story book. . ,
V; Schamyl and his Son. ' -
. Within the last few months, Schamyl has
been rejoiced by ." the return of his son, who,
eleven years ago. when of tender age, had the
rnisforun,. k be taken prisoner by the Rus
sians. Since then 'Schamyl had hot beard of
the boy, and long ago gave him up for lost.
It appears, however, that when he was cap
tured, the Russian General, Prince Woronzoff,
sent him to St. Petereburgh, where the late
Emperor took a liking to the lad, and had him
educated in the Military Academy. '
- - It happened last year that Schamyl, in some
sudden surprise, took several Russian ladies
prisoners, among whom was the Princess Tas
pharawaddy. 7 Ibey were conducted to one of
Schamyl's mountain fastnesses, and confined
there as prisoners of war, but treated with the
respect and decorum due to their rank and
Bex The Governor General of Tiflb sent a
flag of truce to Schamyl to demand the release
of the captured ladies, offering a large sum of
money and the liberty of several Circassion
ladies, who had been made prisoners by the
Russians. But Schamyl replied that if his
son were alive," and the Russians would restore
him, he would release all the lady-captives.
The Emperor Nicholas sent for. young Scani yl,
gave him his liberty, and fitted him out with
the needful equipments to undertake the loa
journey, ; The exchange took plae in the end
of January. Young Schamyl, who,7 when at
St. Petersburg!!, was not required to abjure
the moslem creed, has profited by his involun
tary sejour at the Russian capital, and has
bow returned to his overjoyed father au accom
plished cavalier, with a comparatively civili
zed education. It is said that he 'entertains
great gratitude to the Emperor for bis person
al treatment, but it is not impossible that his
return to bis naU:e inouritaius may have an
effect on tbafctu v nbdecf Circassian warfare,
and the i'tnv ' " :.-re. civilized manners
aad cur' -.y among his oouutrymen.
-I The following was related to me by one of
the Prussian omcers of the 6th Cuirassiere,
(Emperor of Russia,) who were sent, . in tht
year1842. toSt. Petersburgh as adeputation
from the regiment to congratulate the Czar on
his having been five-and-twenry years Colo-.tL-cf
thatorp.-r-Nichold8, who rece ived the
officers with marked distinction, took them
propria pertona to inspect his different milita
ry establishments, and among others, to the
School of Cadets, where all the bids : were
drawn up in a long hall The Emperor, close
ly followed by the Prussians, stopped lefore
one of the youngest cadets, patted his cheeks
with both hands, and then lifting him up,
kissed him most affectionately. . Theu turning
to the Prussians, he said: "Gentlemen, you
will never guess who this lad is. - He is the
son of my most bitter enemy, the Circassion
chieftain, Schamyl, who has placed him un
der my care for his education."
- A Change of Mind.
A friend who read the aneedoto of Lieut.
Governor Plunkett, recently given in our col
umns, was reminded of an event In the early
life of the late Hon. Jeremiah Mason, which
bears resemblance in some points to our story.
Mr. Mason was something of a giant in phys
ical as well as mental proportions, and in youth
must have possessed a powerful frame. In a
sitting position he did not, however, appear a
bove ordinary stature, not only from great
length of limb, but from a habit of stooping
which he had acquired. While iu the vigor
and strength of early manhood. Mr. Mason
happened one very cold day to be driving a
long a road in the country, looking rather in
significant to the casual observer; at least, to
an impudent temster who approached in an
opposite direction, occupying a large portion of
the road with his team, so that passing was a
difficult matter for another vehicle. As they
ueared each other, Mr Mason courteously re
quested the teamster to turn out and give him
room ; but the saucy varlet, with an impudent
look at the appareutly small youth, perempto
rily refused, and told him to turn out hinself.
Mr. Mason, who instantly perceived there was
but one course to pursue, quietly stopped his
horse, laid down the reins over the dasher,
and slowly began to roll down tho robes, at
the time drawing up his legs, and gradually
rising from his seat. The teamster quietly
watched these motions ; but as the legs obtain
ed a foundation, and foot after foot of Mr. Ma
son's mammoth proportions came into view, a
look of astonishment, like a circle in the water,
spread ever bis hitherto calm face, and with a
deprecating gesture he presently exclaimed,
"That'll do, stranger don't rise any more-
I'll turn out." Mr. Mason had Boon the track
to himself, and our bewildered teamster drove
off at a brisk pace. "Creation !" said he, as
he touched up the off leader with his whip, "I
wonder how high that critter would have gone
if I hadn't stopped him ?" Boston Journal.
Law Scits. Napoleon, in conversation
with Las Casas, at St. Helena, dwelt upou the
evils arising from law suits' which, he 6aid,
was an absolute leprosy, a social cancer. My
code, he said, had singularly diminished law
suits, by placing numerous cases within the
comprehension of every individual. But there
remained much for the Legislature to accom
plish; Not that he could hope to prevent m :n
from quareling ; this they have done for ages ;
but he might have prevented a third party iu
society from living upon the quarrels of the
other two, and even stirring up disputes to pro
mote their own interests. It was, therefore,
his attention to establish the rule that lawyers
should not receive fees except J when they
gained cases. 1 y
.That last feature of the Code Napoloon
would have been a glorious one for clients.
An Unfcrtuiate Widow--Sol
Smith relates the following odd occur
rence during his peregrinations in Georgia:
Between Caleba Swamp and Line Creek, in
the ''Nation,'! we saw a considerable crod
gathered near a drinking house, most of them
seated and smoking. ' We stopped to see what
was the matter. It was Sunday, and there
had been a quarter race for a gallon of whis
key. ' Tho first thing I noticed was the singu
lar position of ono of the horses of tho party.
He was . kneeling down and standing on his
hinder feet, bi Lead wedged, in between the
ends of two logs of the grocery; and ue was
etoue dead, having evidently run directly
against the building at full speed, causing the
house partially to fall. About five paces from
the horse lay the rider, quite senseless, with
a gash in his throat that might have let out a
thousand lives. As I faid, most of the crowd
were seated and smoking.
" What "ib all this" I inquired, " what is
the matter here?"
" Matter ?" after a while answered one, in
a drawling voice, giving a good spit, and refil
ling bis mouth with a new cud. " Matter
enough ; there's been a quarter race."
" But how came this man killed ?" I asked.
" Well," answered the chewing and spitting
gentleman, the man was considerably in b
quor, I reckon, and he run his hoss chuch a
gainst the house, and that's the whole on it."
'" Has a doctor been sent for?" inquired
one of our party. . ' ' ' "
... "I reckon there ain't much use of doctors
here," replied another of the crowd, " burnt
brandy couldn't save either of 'em, man or
hoss." - r -
'Has the man a wife and children ?" in
quired.L ."No children that I knows on," answered
a female, who was sitting on the ground a
6hort distance from the dead man, smoking
composedly. ' :
" He has a wife, then ?" I remarked, "what
will le hr feelings when she learns the fatal
tenuir.ation of this most unfortunate race ?"
. " Yes !" fished the female, " it was an un
fortunate race. Poor man, he lost the whis
key!". . ; -
" Do yon happen to know bis wife ? Has
she bien informed of the untimely death of
her husband V" vera my next inquiries.
" Do I know her ? has eho been informed of
his death 7" said the woman. " Well! I reck
on you ain't acquainted, about these parts : I
am the unfortunate wilder."
" You, ma lam ! You the wife of this man
who has ben so untimely cut off?" I exclaim
ed, in astonishment. ' . --
" Yes ! and what about it?" said she "un
timely cut off! His throat's cut, that's all, by
that 'tarnal sharp end of a log; and as for its
being untimely, I don't know but it's as well
now as any time, lie icar'nt of no account,
no how "
She resumed her smoking, and we resumed
our journey.
Amusing1 Duels.
A work on "Duels and Duelling" has re
cently been published in Boston, which con
tains for more amusement than one would ex
pect to find in such a volume. . The case of
Major Hillaa and Fen ton, in Ireland, in which
the former gentleman was shot,, is an illus
tration. The Judge, in summing up the evi
dence said to the jury : "Gentlemen, it is my
business to lay down the law to you, andlwill
The law says the killing a man in a duel is
murder, and I am bound to tell you it is mur
der ; therefore, in the dischargo-of my duty,
I tell you so ; but I tell you, at the same time,
a fairer duel than this I never heard of in the
whole course of my life !"
Two Physicians, by the name of Mead-end
Woodward, fought in England, and the latter
slipping, his opponent . exclaimed "Take
your Ufa." To which the prostrate Galen re
plied, "Anything but your physic."
" Old Put," one of the heroes of our revo
lution, was very odd also in his ideas of the
code. He agreed to meet a British officer at
a specified place and hour, without seconds.
When the Briton repaired to the spot he was
greeted by a shot from 'Old Put,' lying in perdu
about thirty rods off. While 'Put' was re-load
fug, the officer approached and oskeJ, "what
arc you about to do? Is this the conduct of
an American officer and a man of honor?"
"What am I about to do !', replied the Gener
al. "A pretty question to put to a man you
intend to murder 1 I'm alftut to kill you ; and
if you don't beat a retreat in less time than it
takes old Heath to hang-a tory, you are a gone
dog " The officer fled.
The old Wolf-Hunter accepted another
challenge from a British officer. At the ap
pointed time and spot the officer found him
seated near a barrel appareutly of gunpow
der smoking a pipev He asked the Eng
lishman to eit on the other side of the barrel,
and remarking that "there was an equal
chance for both, " set fire to the match The
officer retreated in a hurry, when Old Put
laughed at him, saying -'you are just as
brave a roan as I took you to be ; this is noth
ing but a barrel of onions to try you by ; but
you don't like the smell. "
Discocxtixo ox a Ledger. In the days of
Nick Riddle and the U. S. Bank, a man was
seen going into Wall street with his ledger
under his ar;;i. Meeting a friend the follow
ing conversation occurred :
"Good morning. friend which way now?"
"Good morning, good innrning, sir just
"oing up to the bank a moment. "
"But what have youot under your arm ?"
"A book, sir my ledger that's all. "
'Your' lodger I . What in the world are
you going to do with your ledger ? "
"Going to get it discounted, sir nothiug
else t'i offer ; they take anything now. "
HJomg to what?"
- ."Goins to get the money on my ledger,
. . ... . i i
Bir. lery accommodating ai my - pnun
Good inoruingi sir. " :'
An Indian Ceremony. " " .
: Among the many curious ceremonies char
acteristic of the California Indians, one of the
most interesting and imporiugis said to be the
'Feast of Gympsum" which celebrates the
introduction of boys to manhood. , On the oc
casion of this ceremony, duo notice of the
feast having been iven, and invitations ex
tented to neighboring friendly villages, all the
youths who have attained tho . requisite age
are confined within the dwelling of some chief,
and obliged to swallow a decoction of ymp
am or atramoniumufficicutly strong to de
stroy all power of muscular action fcnd sensi
bility for an entire night.' The female choir
of the village then assemble around tho tent,
decorated in their gayest dresses, and surroun
ded by abody guard of old men, of whom acta
as director of the proceedings. The young
er men and invited gucEts enter the rinjr. di
vested of the greater part of their clothing,
profusely ornamented with feathers,, and cov
ered with alternate strips of black - and white
paint. The director then makes a short
speech and commences dancing.. The entire
choir bursts out iuto a song by no means un
musical, and all the men within the ring pro
ceed to follow the example of their director, in
a series of steps which set at defiance all con
ventional rules for the poetry of motion. "At
the close of the song the old jnen puff from
their mouths a volume of wind towards heav
en, and with a loud howl the dancers retire to
recover breath., : ... iti.'f
- - Three nights are spent in this manner, with
the acception that after the first night the
youths, who have recovered from their stupor,
are allowed to participate in tho dancing.
On the first day after their recovery from the
effects of the medicine which effects are said
to resemble somewhat the delightful sensations
produced by the haschith of the Arabs they
are presented with water and paint, and after
having performed their ablutions and painted
themselves, are led into the field and taught
the nijsteries of planting and harvesting al
so, how to construct the various - kindj of lod
geSn and how to ensnare the different specie
of game used by them for food. They are al
so daily lectured upon the "arts" of war,, theft
and deception This instruction ' continue!
for three days, during which time they are
conducted into a new and higher style 'of danco.
On the third day they are lectured upon reli
gion,' the creation of the earth, and the histo
ry of the human race, and are then dismissed
to the liberties of manhood. Boston Journal.
. A Husband for a Day. ' -
1 A very funny farce is sometimes7 presented
to the public, called "A Nobob for an Hour."
A melo-drama has recently been enacted in St.
Albans, Vermont, which may be denominated
" A Husband for a Day." A few evening
since, as we are informed by a correspondent,
a lady whose husband has been in Cali&jmia.
adout five years, was agreeably surprised by
the unexpected return of her better half, as she
supposed. He wore a heavy beard and mus
tache, and was familiar with many incident
of their early life, and so fully established him
self in the capacity of her husband that he
passed an agreeable day in herompany," and
obtained possession of somo 309 previously
remitted for her use. The bappy pair were
receiving the congratulations of their neighbors
during the next day, when lo and behold! the
joy of the lady was suddenly changed to bit
terness by one who had recently returned from
the gold region, and who proved to her satis
faction that the would-be husband was nothing
more or less than a good imitation of the genu
ine article bearing the same 'form and fea
tures, and having been an intimate friend of
the true one. The martial impostor ha been;
arrested, and now awaits his examination, for
(so the indictment reads) " assault aat bat
tery." ... . -; . .
Journeyman Printers.
From high to low, they arc the same cart
less, well informed, good-hearted men know
ing how to act better than they do nothing
at times, yet everything if occasioa require
it, we have seen one and the same individual
of the craft, a minister in Carolina, a boatman
on the western canal, a lawyer is Missouri, a
sheriff in Ohio, a sailing master on board a pri
vateer, au auctioneer in New York, a press
man iu a garret printing office I -
Having nothing to loose, no calamity ean
overwhelm them, and caring to gain nothing,
no tide of fortunate carries them upward from
the lovil where they choose to stand, the hap
piest dogs in ell Christendom. - Philosophers
by practice, spendthrift by inclination. They
complain not when the stomach cries for bread,
aud they Lave none to give -and next hour if
fortune favors the means they expend wore for
unnecessary delicacies than would fccrve to
keep them on wholesome food for a whola
week. ..; ' ;- -; -: -'
' Tub tATE Czak ad his Physician. Dr.
Mandt. the physician who attended the Czar
Nicholas in his illness, has published a circum
stantial account of the closing 6cencs of tho
monarch's life. ' " At ten minutes past three
says the doctor, " he esked me, after I bad
mentioned the name of his father confessor,
Must I theu die?' I answered, ' Yc-s sire.
Not a muscle of his face moved , not the least
quickening of puliation. How,' said he,
can you find the courage thus to doom me to
death ; to tell me to my face ? First,' sai
I, by so doing, I fulfil a promise made tcyoia
a year and a half ago; the moment of ahich
you spoke to me, alas ! has come ; moreover,
1 tbu3 fulfil a duty to the Emperor. You have,
several hours to live; youarcinfuUpo&scion.
of your faculties, andean direct them at your
will at least I believe so. Lastly -Jq
love you, and thh is v-A tho toeiA to con
ceal the truth, wh.ch I im aure J0U caQ
toliear. II.s ,ink.nanco became serene,
and he 8ir;chci out 4r
thsyou:"' . ' J
Jt-iJ A paddy, writing from the west, eay
pork L to plmfy that cvry man jvn inert h
a hoj. : . 7 " " .'''-
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