Huntingdon journal. (Huntingdon, Pa.) 1843-1859, March 04, 1852, Image 1

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WHERE may be obtained the most speedy re
medy for
SECRET DISEASES.—GIeets, Strictures,
Seminal Weakness, Pain in the Loins, Affections
of the Kidneys, and all those Peculiar Affections
arrising from a SECRET HABIT, particularly the
youth of both sexes, which if not cured, produces
Constitutional Debility, rendering Marriage impos
t' ibl e and in the end destroys both Mind and
YOUNG MEN Especially, who have become
the victims of /Wary rice, that dreadful and
destructive habit which annually sweeps to an un
timely grave thousands of young men of the most
exalted talents and brilliant intelect, who might
Utheririso have entranced listning Senates with
the thunders of eloquence, or waked to testacy
the living lyre, may call with dill confidence.
Harried persons, or those contemplating marri
age, being aware of physical weakness, should
immediutedly consult Dr. J., and be restored to
perfect health.
serving the NAME - and NUMBER. or you will
mistake the place.
Take Notice—Dr. Johnitton's Office is in his
dwelling, Ur THE STEPS. His very extensive
practice is a sufficieut guarantee that he is the on
ly proper Physician to apply to.
DR. JOHNSTON, Member of the Royal Col
lege of Surgeons. London, graduate from one of
the most eminent Colleges of the United States,
and the greater part of whose life has been spent
in the Hospitals of London, Paris, Philadelphia,
and elsewhere, has effected some of the most as
tonishing cures that were ever known, many
troubled with ringing in the ears end head when
asleep, great nervousness, being alarmed at sud
den souuds, and bashfulness, with frequent blush
ing, attended sometimes with derangement of
&tied, were cured immediately.
A CERTAIN DISEASE.—It is a melancholy
fach that thousands fall Victims to this horrid dis
ease owing to the Unskillfulness of ignorant pre
tenders, who by the use of that deadly poison
Mercury, ruin the Constitution, causing the most
serious symptoms of this dreadful disease to make
their appearance, such as affections of the head,
throat, nose, skin, etc., progressing with fright
fnl rapidity till death puts a period to their dread
ful sutTering, by sending them to that Bourne
whence no traveler returns.
men who have injured themselves by a certain
practice indulged in when alone--a habit frequent
ly learned from evil coast panions, or at schuol—the
effects of which are nightly felt, oven when asleep,
mid if not cured renders marriage impossible, and
destroys both mind and body.
What a pity that a young man, the hope of his
country, and the darling of his parents should be
snatched from all prosi•ects and enjoyments of life
by the consequences of deviating from the path of
mature and indulging in a certain secret habit.—
Such persons before contemplating.
MARRIAGE, should reflect that a sound mind
.d body are the most necessary requisitsts to
promote connubial happiness. Indeed, without
these, the journey through life beet/11108 a weary
pilgrimage, the prospect hourly darkens to the
view; the mind becomes shadowed with dispair,
and filled with the inelanchuly reflection, that the
happi-ness of another MA:times blighted with our
addresses young men, and nil who have injured
themselves by private and improper indulgence.
IMPUISSANE.—These are some of the sad
and melancholy effects produced by early habits of
youth, visa Weakness of the Back and Limbs,
Pains in the head. Dimness of Sight, Loss of
Muscular Power, Palpitation of the Heart Dys
pepsia, Nervous Irritability, Dei angentents of the
Digestive Functions, General Debility Symptoms
of Consumption, &c.
Jientolly—The fearful °lnlets on the mind are
mach to be dreaded; Loss of Meinery, Confusion
of ideas, Depression of Spirit, Evil Forbodings,
Aversion to Society, Self Distrust, Love of Soli
%tide, &c. are some of the evils produced.
Thousands of persons of all ages, can now judge
what is the cause of their declining herdth. Los
ing their vigor, becoming weak, pale and emacia
ted, have a singular appearance about the eyes,
cough and symptoms of consumption.
Married pawns, or those contemplating marri
age, being aware of physical weekness, should
i iiiiiiiiiiiii consult Dr. J. .d be restored to .
perfect healt h.
STREET, tialtiniore, Md.
YORMED.—N. B. Let no false delicacy pre
vent Yoe, hut apply immediately either personally
or by letter.
Skin Diseases Speedily Cured.
TO STRANGERS.—The many thousands cur
ed at this Institution within the last ten years,
and the numerous important Surgical Operations
performed by Dr. J., witness by the Reporters of
the papers, and many other persons, uosicea of
which have appeared again and again before the
public, is & sufficient guarantee that the afflicted
will find a skillful and honorable physician. ,
As there are so many ignorant and worthless
quacks advertising themselres as Phisicians, ruining
the health of the afflicted Dr. Johnston would
say to those unacquainted with his reputation that
his Credentials es Diplomas always hang in his
stekured, and full rigor restored.
Jan. 8,1852.—1 y.
Hardware Cheaper.
JOHN A. NEFF, for many years in the house
of Mr. Buehler & Bro,, desires to inform
his friends of iluntinplon county that he tas
connected himself with — the firm of Messrs.
Lower & Barron, No. 114, , North Third Street,
and door above Vine Street, where he will be
pleased to offer every article in the Ifonowona
LINE aT talon LOWER PRltaa than ever before
seat to his native county.
Philad'a, March 20, 1851.-g.
Are you Insured 1.
I! not, instill., your property at once in the Cum.
barked Valley Mutual insurance Company.
Apply to Goo. W. Seratt, Agent,
Bri44eport, Pa.
H. W. 8111ITH,
(Moe opposite Couto' Hotel, Market at.
The Printer any.
:Written for the Alleghonians and sung by them
at the Printer's Festival, New York.]
I'll sing you a song of a Printer's boy
Whose bright and honored name
Stands out in glowing CAPITALS.
Upon the scroll of fume—
Who in the days that tried men's souls,
In freedom's darkest night—
Stood manfully with Washington,
And battled for the right.
Ben Franklin was that Printer Boy, one of the
olden time.
And 'twos that boy who flew his kite
To the thunder-clouds on high—
And brought the forked lightning down
From regions of the sky;
'Twos he who caught this fiery horse,
And trained him for the chase,
'Till now he's driven safe by Morn'
light into the Printer's Case.
Ben Franklin was that Printer Boy, one of the
olden time.
Long shalt the world extol his name,
The patriot anti sage,
Who fully justified by faith,
Was proved on every page;
His form corrected and revised,
Is now worked off and pressed—
A new edition in the skies,
A • among the blest.
All honor to that Printer Boy, one of the olden
And now my brother Typos, take
This leader for your guide,
Follow corrected copy, and
All errors mark outside—
Bo frugal, chaste and temperate,
Stick to the golden rule.
And you shall shine among the • • •
In the Printing Office school.
Just imitate that Printer Boy, one of the olden
It was ono of the ,extonsive hostelries
which are to be "tied up to" in most of
the largo towns in the interior of New
York, that the following scene actually oc
curred, as can be proved by a cloud of
witnesses who have heard the landlord
tell the story.
The hotel referred to was, on the occa
sion of which we aro speaking rather full
and the nephew of the Landlord lay sick in
one of the rooms on the third floor. He
was to receive medicine during the night
from the hands of a person who had been
procured to "watch" with him. The land
lord had instructed the aforesaid watcher
to admiuistor a portion of some little phys
ic to the patient at 12 o'clock; the dose
to be repeated at certain hours of the
"He is rather teohy," said the landlord,
"and you had better keep out of his room
until you go up to give him the medi
"Oh; for that mutter," replied the
watcher, who was a novice in the vocation,
"I prefer to sit hero;" and ho eyed a sofa
whioh was in the apartment, in a suspi
cious scanner.
"Well," said the landlord, “you won't
forgot the number of his room?"
‘'i . No sir."
"And tell him ho must tako his medi
cine without Making such a confounded
fuss as ho made with the last dose. Tell
him that I say he must tako it—it's good
for him."
"Yes sir."
"Good night."
"Good night."
Boniface ;eared and the watcher de
posited himself on the sofa from which he
was roused by his own snoring at a quar
ter before one. In dismay and confusion
he seized the potion and hurried up stairs.
The sick man was lodged in No. 52, but
the nurse in the haste mistook No. 53 for
it and entering the latter, ho saw a person
lying in bed, face upward, with his mouth
wide open, respiring with that peculiar
gurgle in the throat which indicates strong
lungs and a plethoric habit.
"Ah!" mentally exclaimed the astute
watcher, "ho makes a fuss about his me
dicine, does he'? blowed through if
he dont take one dose quietly—before he
wakens up in fact!"
The idea of giving a potion of bitter
physic to a somnolent patient was suffi
ciently ridiculous; but when we consider
that the watcher had entered the wrong
room and was about to administer it to the
wrong wan, the affair becomes still wore
Our friend, the watch, acted promptly,
and haring filled the bowl of a large spoon
with the nauseating mixture, ho forced it
down the throat of the sleeping traveller,
who happened to boa healthy Hibernian that
had never tasted physic before i his life.
The Irishman struggled and bit the spoon
severely, but the watcher plunged it still
deeper in his throat saying as ho did so.
4 , 0 h but you must take it--the land
lord says you must!"
The nasty dose went down but when
Patrick recovered from his breath and be
gan to pour forth his objurations in his
own peculiar rhetoric, the watcher discov,
ered that he had committed an
blunder, and seizing his light fled from the
The astonished and enraged traveller
sprang from his bed, and was soon hoard
rushing about in search of the landlord
swearing vengeance against him and all
connected with his house. On he came
tearing through the passages, banging the
doors, and roaring like a grizzly—bull.
..„ . .
"00-00-oh! it kilt Tam; bo dad,
any how. Au-uh! I'm chawked with poi
son. Divil a bit iv n, farm in the wist
horn country will I buy now—for I am a
dead man! The poison is sting me up
just. Och! it's enough to snake a dog
throw his father in the fire! Ilooly Saint
Patrick? Landlord' landlord, land-10-o-o
Pat had by this time descended to the
floor on which the landlord's apartment
was situated and the worthy host, hearing
the hillabulloo, opened his door and asked
what was the matter?
"Ah! is it there yo are! Como out for
a bating or lot me come tell ye! A d
poorty house yore kapen, to sind yore man
into an honest travellers's room to pison
the innocent Divil in his slope! Ugh! the
bitter nasty pison !—come ant here, and
I'll lather ye like blazes!"
What's the matter, my good friend!"
inquired Bonifo.ce.
"Ow! the matter is!—when I was waked
from my swate slope and a big dirty brag
gard stood fornint me rannuin a big la-dle
down me trote full ov pison—and sez he,
you must take it, the landlord, sez so:
Au' now, what's tho matter, sez you! An'
that's ono of yor thricks on travellers!"
Como out here an' I'll bate ye. Be
the blood of the hooly 'northers, I'll brake
ivory bone in yer 'ugly body!—l'll tache
ye to poison a docent thravoller, that's
going to buy land in the wisthern eoun
The Irishman here became entangled
in the meshes of a wooden settee which
stood in his way, and, at the same time
the landlord's wife seized her wrathy lord
—although a host in himself, she was not
willing to risk him iu a rough and tumble
fight in the dark—and having plucked
him back into her sleeping apartment, she
locked the door and bolted it securely.
The prospective purchase of "wisthern
lauds" having extricated his legs and arms
from those of the settee, still thirsted for
the landlord's blood.
"Bring me till the murtherin ould till
yan; let too come at him!"
At this juncture, however, Mick, the
hostler, made his appearance with a lan-.
tern, which he held up to the physic-smear
ed face of the enraged traveller with
polite request that he would hold his'
tongue. But Mick was : at last compelled )
to give his fellow countryman a good beat
ing, which had the elkot to restore him to
good humor, and when he found that he
was not poisoned after all, he retired once
more to his bed to dream of his "forum"
which he was going to buy in the "wist
born couuthry."—Boston Daily Times.
A True Story.
Tho following remarkable story has all
the interest of romance) yet it is true and
the parties are still living:
It was in the memorable year 1814
when the allied armies were concentrated
about Paris.
A young lieutenant of dragoons was en
gaged with three or four Hungarians who
after having received several smart strokes
from his sabre, managed to send a ball in
to his shoulder, to pierce his chest with a
thrust from a lance, and to leave him for
dead on the bank of the river.
On the opposite side of the stream, a boat
man and his daughter had been watching
the unequal fight with fears of desperation.
But what could an old unarmed man do,
or a pretty child of sixteen? However
the old soldier—for such the boatman was
—had no sooner seen the officer fall from
his horse than ho and his daughter rowed
over most vigorously for the other side.
Then when they had deposited the
wounded man in their boat, these worthy
people crossed the river again, but faint
hopes of reaching the military hospital in
"You have been vory badly treated my
boy," said the old gentleman to him, "but
here am I who have gone further and come
The silence and the fixed attitude of
Lieutenant S---, showed tho extreme
agony of his pains, and the hardy boat
man soon discovered that the blood which
Was gathering about the wound on his left
side would shortly terminate hiS existence;
ho turned to his youthful daughter: •
"Mary," ko• said "you have heard me
tell of my brother; be died of just such a
wound as this hero. Well, now had there
only been somebody to suck the hurt, his
life would have been saved."
The boatman then landed and went to
look for two or three soldiers to help him
to carry the officer, leaving his daughter in
charge of him. The girl looked at the
sufferer for a second or two. What was
her motion whoa she heard him sigh so
deeply, not that ho was resigning life in
the first flower of his age, but that ho
should without a mother's kiss.
"My mother! my dear mother!" said he,
"I must die without—
Her woman's heart told her what ho
would have said. Her bosom heaved with
sympathy and her eyes ran over.
Then she remembered what her father
said, she thought how her uncle's life might
have been saved. In an instant, quicker
than thought she tore open the officer's
coat, and the generous girl recalled him
to life with her lips.
Amid this holy occupation the sound of
footsteps was heard, and the blushing he
roine fled to the other end of tho boat.—
Judge of her father's surprise as he conic
up with two soldiers, when he saw Lieu
tenant S , wn ho expected to
find dead open his eyes and ask for his
The boatman looked at his child and
saw it all. Tho poor girl came to him
with her bead bent down! Sho was about
to excuse herself, when her father,
bracing her with enthusiasm, raised her
spirits, and the officer thanked her in these
prophetic words!
"You have saved my life; it belongs to
After this she tended him, and became
his nurse: nothing would he take but from
her hand. No wonder that with such a
nurse he at length recovered. Mary was
as pretty as she was good.
Meanwhile Master Cupid, who is very
busy in such cases gave him another wound
and there was only ono way to cure it—so
very deep it was.
The boatman's daughter became Mad
ame S . Her husband is not now a
simple Lieutenant but a Lieutenant Gener
al, and the boatman's daughter is as ele
gant and graceful a lady as any that you
see' at court.
Story For Boys.
It is related of a Persian mother, that
on giving her son forty pieces of silver as
his portion, she made him swear never to
tell a lie, and said, "Go my son, I consign
thee to God, and we shall not meet again
till the day of judgement."
The youth wont away, and the party he
travelled with was assaulted by robbers.
Ono fellow asked the boy what he had got,
and ho said, "forty dinars aro sewed up in
my garments." Ho laughed thinking ho
jested. Another asked him the same ques
tion, and received the same answer.
At last the chief called him and asked
him tho same question, and ho said, "I
have told two of your people already that
1: have forty dinars sewed up in my
tic ordered the clothes to be ripped open,
and found the money.
"And how came you to tell this?" said
ho." "Because," replied tho child, "I
would not be false to my mother, to whom
I promised never to tell a lie."
"Child," said the robber, "art thou so
mindful of thy duty to thy mother at thy
years, and am I insensible at my ago of
the duty I owe to my God? Give me thy
hand that I ►nay swear repentance on it."
Ho did so, and his followers were all struck
with the scene.
"You have been our loader in guilt,"
said they to the chief, "be the same in the
path of virtue;" and they instantly made
restitution of spoils, and vowed repentance
on the bo,y's hand.
There is a moral in this story, which
goes beyond the direct influence of the
mother on the child. The noble sentiment
infused jute the breast of the child is again
transfused from breast to breast, till those
who feel it know not whence it (tame.
Mrs. Whittleteis Magazine..
NEW WAY TO DON.—The Fond Du Lac
Republican gives the following hint to its
subscribers: "Spring is hero with her
sunny smiles and odoriferous breezes.—
The thick-ribbed ice is fast dissolving away
like the phantom forms which dance on
tho vision floor in our midnight dreams;
and the sleigh-bells merry peals are as
quick forgotten as the cherry checked
sweetheart of a California gold hunter.—
The rosy-lingered goddess will soon scat
ter her flowers around her prario home,
and towering hill—and some of our delin
quent subscribers will be dropping in to
pay 4 , 4 •
. [1,2 - ",The "Tinicum Apple Dumpling"
has a "devil" who thinks thin a groat
world. Ho says that
.at the office they
charge him with all the pie they do find,
while at the house they charge him with
all the pie they don't bud. 110 seeing to
doubt the ••prupriety" of the proceedings.
Miseries of an Editor, or Recol
lections of the ' Crabtown Clarion:
The editor has just returned from a
tour. During his absence a drunken com
positor has been employed a half a day.
SCENE—Sanctum: Editor is discover
ed seated on his tripod, inditing a polit
ical 'crusher.'
Editor (reads,) -4 , Who is Jeremiah
Jones,?" Nobody! Whore from' No where!
Good for what! Nothing!—a more bug!—
an ear wig!—whose only chance of Heaven
lies in the dead body of somo saint! (Speaks.)
That's mysterious enough; rather too mild,
perhaps, but I can heighten the effect with
an exclamation.—What's the row?
(The door is flung violently open, and a
stranger rushes in, bearing iu one hand a
copy of the Crabtown Clarion, and in
the other a huge family umbrella, a la bat
tering ram.)
Stranger (ferociously,)—You're the edi
tor, eh! .
Editor (blandly,)--Sometimes sir. Tako
a scat.
Stranger.—D—n your controversies, sir
I'ni from Goshen—a respectable attorney,
sir. Don't stir, sir; (shaking the umbrella
menacingly,) you shall hear me through,
sir, and then (drawing himself out an extra
inch,) depend confidently upon a flogging.
I am just married, sir—not a fortnight
since—and on the happy day (hero the um
brella quivered symputhetically,) I for
warded you a notice of the same. Though
I have hitherto been above poetry, thank
Heaven, I added in a moment of weakness
an humble verso of my own composition,
fitting, I thought, to the occasion. Here's
the correct version, sir, (repeats from me
MAitmEn.—ln Goshon, Fob. 28th, A
Oonkoy, Esq., to Miss Euphoinia Wiggins
Love is tho union of two hearts,
That beats in softest melody,
Time with its ravages imparts
No bitter fusion to its eestaey.
Not much, still poetry, still rhyme.—
Next week I got your paper, carried it to
my Euphemia; we opened it and turned our
eyes together to the marriage list. Blood
and thunder! what do we see An abusive,
atrocious, d—able—but no sir. Here's
your infernal sheet. Hoar what it says,
air, and tremble—(Opens the paper and
reads :
MARRIED.—At Goshen, Feb. 28th. A.
Donkey, Esq., to Miss Euphernia Piggies-
Jove is an onion of two heads,
That beet is soft and mellowy,
Timo with its cabbages in carte,
No better feedin to an extra day.
What do you think of that, sir? (umbrel
la raised.) Donkey, oh? Pinins, is it?—
.11y poetry, eh? It has unnerved me—
driven me mad. I can't take a walk but
that the small boys, mere infants, sir, ring
the hideous chorus in my ears. Some
scourgirol has altered the name on my sign
to suit your cursed orthography. Don't
apologize—l won't listen to anything. My
house just painted, is scrawled over by hor
rid portraits and emblems; and all owing
to you. You're cornered, sir, don't move
on your life. You, the destroyer of my
happiness, my life, my Euphemia—
With that fond name, the last string of
moderation.snapped. Ho advanced a stop
—struck an attitude, and thou the editor,
we almost said. But no; just as the family
umbrella was mid-way in the blow, the door
opened, and some visitor entered. The in
jured man hesitated. Here wore witnees
es. Visous of an action for assault and
battery ; with big damages and costs, rose
in his mind, and the umbrella dropped
harmless to tho floor. Tho lawyer tri
umphed ovor the man. He turned on his
heels, and strode out of the roomy mutter
ing as ho went, 'Failed this time—one thing
left—libel, law—catch it.
Our Editor, accustomed to such scones,
soon collected his thoughts and returned
with zeal freshened and scalpel whetted by
the little incident, to the dissection of Hon.
Jeremiah Jones, whose disjecta membra
wore, before .another sunrise, to be scatter
ed over three columns and a half pica.
WINE MEASURE.—Three spoeinfulls of
brandy make one cocktail—three - cock
tails, one go—threo goes, one spree—three
sprees, a muss with the night roltoo—
three musses with the night police, one
visit to the penitentiary. Cut it out and
paste it in your hat.
If you want a favor of a married
woman, brag of her baby. If you want
to obtain her eternal enmity, lot - her turn
round and catch you making mouths at it.
To ascertain wliethar a vmeau is pas
sionate or not, take a muddy dog into her
parlor, or. squirt tebaeco juice on her stove
hearth. A wife way ascertain her hus
band's equanimity, by using his best
clothes brush to clean her gaiters with.
tcrTho man Ans attontiviTto the la
dies is beau; bet when they don't like
him he is a bo-er.
ftrd hart produced the groat-.
eat luau Jr -4f ay?As"--hlaua.
Family Secrets.
While ascending the Mississippi, some
eighteen months since, on board the steam
boat Huntsville, the commander of that
excellent vessel related the following an
ecdote of a couple of worthy desciples of
old Father Miller :
In Coles county there lived a man na
med Dodson, and his wife, who were both
firm believers in the prophecy of old Fath
er Miller; and not doubting for a moment
tho correctness of their Prophet's calcula
tions for the eventful day that was to ter
minate the existence of all sublunary
things. _ _
Alter having 'Net their house in order,'
the following conversation took place :
'My dear wife, I believe I have made
every preparation for to-morrow. I have
forgiven all untie enemies, and prayed for
the forgiveness of alba.) , sins, and I feel.
perfectly calm and resigned.'
'Well husband, I believe I am ready
for the sound of the trumpet.' •
am rejoiced to hear it. But my dear
wife, I have no doubt there aro many do
mestic secrets which wo have hidden frour
each other, which, had they been known ,
I nt the time of their occurrence, might have
produced unpleasant feelings; but as we
have but one day to livo, I reckon it's
right to make a clean breast to each other.
I am ready—you begin, husband.'
'No, dear, you begin,'
'No, husband, you begin—l can't,'
'No—you know, my love, Pal 'says,
,'husbands have the right to command their
wives.' It is your duty, as a christiam
woman, to obey your husband—the father
of your children—so, begin love.'
'ln the sight of God I reckon its right,
so I will tell you, dear husband—your
oldest son, William, is not your child.'
'Great God, Mary! I never drempt of
your being untrue to sue! Is that true?'
Yes, God forgive me, it is true. I
know that I did very wren'' ' , but 1 ani sor
ry for it; in an evil hour I fell, but there
is no help for it now.' _
not mine! In the name of
God whose child is her
'Ho is Mr. Graham's, the constable.—
The Lord be near your poor wife!'
'So William ain't my child? Go on.'
'Well, our daughter Mary, named after
me, ain't yours neither.'
'Salvation! Talk on, Mary—come right
out. Who's Mary's father?
'Mr. Girder, the man that built the
meeting house, and went to the lower
country.' •
'Well, as there is but one day more, I'll
bear it, so go on if you have anything
'Well, there is our youngest—'
' I suppose Jimmy ain't miner
'No, dear husband. Timmy that we
both love so well, ain't your's either.'
'Merciful Lord! Is it n 0 In the. name
of the Saviour whose is her •_ •
'He is the one-Dyed shoe-maker's who.
lives at the forks of the road.'
'Well, my God! Gabriel blow, blow'
your horn! I want to go NOW!'
If'Nothing like love' and hunger to.
drive aluan mad or make him happy.—
Next to a feast upon a seventeen year old
pair of sweet lips under grape-vines by
moon light, is a foray upon a platter of
cold beans after fishing rot suckers all
day. The one fills the pectin heart, and
the other a hungry stomach.
Isaac, can you describe a bat?"
"Yea sir. He's a flying insect, about the
size of a stopple, has Ingin robber wings,
and a shoe string tail, and sees best with•
his eyes shut."
gSardno, wily am do pon dat Gen,
Scott writes wid like a ribor in Maina
'Well Ginger, I drops tie subject.'
'Well den, I told you why it am. Be
cause It am do Pen-ob-Seott,' (Peuob-
, (fath me by do liar, C t ingor e I'm gwina
to drop.'
CALlEottetn Uote.—The entire yield .
of California in 1851, is estimated at $75,
000,000. Thu umeunt of gold by the Et
Dorado, the last steamer with gold, added
to the previous arrivals, make an aggre
gate of 7,025,000 since .Ist January, and
including the deposits at New Orleans in
January makes an aggregate of $7,705,-
000. The exports in the Meantime have
been $5,012,000, leaving a balance in fa
vor of the country of $,663,000.
OLD TIMM—The oldest trees in the
world uro in Central Africa—the Boababs,
which aro 90 feet in circumference, and
i contains the rings which mark the annual
growth of the trees to the number of 9,000 q
tiling their age at that length of years.
JAIL FIILL.—iThe Cincinnati Jail is
full, and the authorities aro oompolisd to
take their ori►uivals to neighboring pri,