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THE BAN FRANCISCO.
BY ACTON.
I_.
'Tams on December's wintry day,
A ship of gallant form,
A wreck upon the ocean lay,
A conquest of the storm.
The waves had swept her bulwarks down,
Had crushed her iron power,
While gloomier grew the tempest's frown,
And darker grew the hour.
And es the storm blast madly roared,
The death song fierce and loud,
They sank—the soldier with his sword,
The seaman in his shroud.
Midst splintered mast and shivered spar,
They wrestled for the doom;
Alone upon the ocean far,—
The living hecatomb.
Then rose upon the ruthless gale,
Such moans—unmatched before ;
Less happy they who lived to wail,
Than they who wailed no more.
But He who bids the ocean roll,
And holds it in his span,
Can whisper comfort to the soul,
And bring relief to man.
The echoes of the signal gun
Had scarcely died away. '
Ere Hope's bright star bad shone upon
The scudding mist and spray.
A noble brother of the sea,
Across the billows came,
And heart to heart leaped bold and free,
As flame cloth leap to flame.
Oh, holy power! fraternal love!
Misfortune closer draws—
When manly voices sent above,
Their cheering loud huzzas.
Honor and glory to the brave,
To Creighton and his crew,
Whose manhood faced a watery grave ;
And dared be firm and true.
4112 VLEAWNLIMPA.
Arctic Exploring Expedition.
IN SEARCH OF SIR JOAN FRANKLIN.
One of the most extraordinary men and tra
vellers of modern times, is ,Dr. Kane, of Phila
delphia. He seems to have been specially
destined for an explorer. He was hardly thir
ty years old before be had seen enough of the
world to stock a library of travels. Ho had
dug among the catacombs of Thebes, climbed
the statue of Memnon, bivouacked at Thermo
-pylre, rambled among the Ghauts, and meas
ured the volcanic craters of Luzon. India,
Dahomy, Brazil, China, Mexico—each in turn
attracted him; it was enough for him that the
access was difficult and the exploration peril
ous.
He has recently published a history of the
exploring expedition in search of Sir John
Franklin, projected under the auspices of Hen
ry Grinnell, a wealthy New Yotk merchant.—
His book is almost a series of pictures, scenes
and incidents. It is made up principally from
a journal kept with wonderful fidelity and
graphic force, with some paragraphs here and
there to carry on the story of the voyage more
rapidly, and an occasional chapter on topics of
geographical or more exact scientific interest.
Among these last are the discussion of Sir,
John Faaklin's whereabouts—the controversy
on prior discovery, Grinnell Land or Albert
Land—the origin of the icebergs, and causes
%which co-operated with the short Arctic sum
mer in forcing a pathway for navigation through
'sleep set ice-coating of the polar sea, all treat
ed with an unusual degree of simplicity and
clearness, and without any parade of science.
, One or two extracts taken almost at random,
'will give an idea of the Doctor's style of narra
tive. The explorers have been combating the
ice-packs of Baffin's Bay
THE WHITE BEAR.
“While working with the rest of the crew
upon the ice, I was startled by a cry of 'bear.'
Sure enough it was that menagerie wonder.—
Not, however, the sleepy thing which, with
begrimed hair, and subdued, dirty face, ap
peals to your sympathies as ho walks the end
less rounds of a wet cage. Our first polar bear
moved past us on the floes, a short half mile
off, with the leisurely march of fearless free
dom. Ho was a bear of the first magnitude,
About nine feet long, as we afterwards found
'by measuring his tracks. His length appeared
to us still greater than this, for he carried his
head and neck on a line with the long axis of
bis body. His color, us defined upon the white
snow, was a delicate yellow—not tawny, but a
true ochre of gamboge—and his black, blue
black nose looked abrupt and accidental. His
haunches were regularly arched, and, support
ed as they were on ponderous legs, gave him
tllt illalltiligboll , ' 7 )O ItilaL
" I SEE NO STAR ABOVE THE HORIZON, PROMISING MOOT TO GUIDE US, BUT THE INTELLIGENT, PATRIOTIC, UNITED WIHO PARTY OP Tilt UNITED STATES."—.[WEneniu
an almost elephantine look. The movements
of the animal were peculiar. A sort of draw
ling dignity seemed to oppress him, and to for
bid his titling his august legs higher than was
absolutely necessary. It mi g uht haVe liven an
instinctive philosophy that led him to avoid the
impact of his toes upon ice of uncertain strength,
but whatever it was, he reminded me of a co.
tonal puss In hoots.
"I will not dwell upon our adventnres, as, on
murderous thoughts intent, we chased this bear.
We were an abused party of zealots, rushing
pellmell upon the floes with vastly morn ener
gy than discretion. While walking in the
slightest manner over suspicious ice, my com
panion next in the lino behind me disappeared,
gun and all; yet, after getting him out, we in
stantly continued our chase with aid of boats.
After laboring very hard for about three hours,
repeated duckings in water at thirty degrees
cooled down our enthusiasm. The bear, mean
time, never varied from his unconcerned walk.
We saw him fast in a labyrinth of hummock
ice."
We have room but for a single extract more.
The expedition is in Baffin's Bay, fighting its
way homeward through the ice:
ESQUIMAUx DOGS.
"Both our vessels were carrying home Es
quirnaux dogs. By continued kindness and
over-feeding, I succeeded in quite changing the
nature of ours; both Disco and Hooky were on
the high road to civilization. But those on
board the Rescue and the Alert were still as
wild as jackals; let loose upon the ice, it was
almost impossible to catch them again. One
afternoon, a little below the Devil's Thumb,
when the dogs of the Alert were on the floe for
exercise, a sudden breeze allowed her to work
to windward through an open lead. One poor
dog was left behind. Boats were sent out to
recover him, and we all tried by voice and ges
ture to coax him toward us. But the half sav
age, though he stood gazing at us wildly when
we were at a distance, ran skulking and wolf
like as soon as we were near. We were for
ced at last to abandon him to his fate. We
could see him for hours, a dark speck upon
the white floe; and afterwards, as far off as the
spy-glass served, still with his head raised and
his body thrown back on haunches. Worse
than this: such was the quiet expanse of ice
and water, that we heard the poor creature's
howling, waxing fainter and fainter, for eight
hours after we left the ice.
"The training of these animals by the na
tives is of the most ungracious sort. I never
heard a kind accent from an Esquimaux to his
dog. The driver's whip of walrus hide, some
twsnty feet long, a stone or a lump of ice skil
fully directed, an imprecation loud and sharp,
made emphatic by the fist or foot, and a grud
ged ration of seal's meat, make up the winter's
entertainment of an Esquimaux team. In the
summer the dogs run at huge and cater for
themselves.
"I remarked that there were comparatively
few of them at Holsteinberg, and was told a
melancholy story to account for it. It seems
that the governor and priest and fishermen
keep goats, veritable goats, housed in a fire
warmed apartment in winter, and allowed the
rest of the year to crop the grasses of the snow
valleys. Now the half-tutored, unted Esqui
mau.% dog would eat a goat, bones, skin, and,
for aught I know, horns. The diet was too ex
pensive. It became a grave question, there
fore, how to reconcile the incompatibilities of
dog and goat. The matter was settled very
summarily. When the green season of sun
shine and plenty came, the dogs were sent to a
rocky islet, a sort of St. Helena establishment,
about a mile from the main, with permission
to live by their wits, and the goats remain to
browse and grow fat at large. The results
were tragical. The dogs were afflicted with
sore famine. Great life battles began; the
strong keeping themselves alive by eating the
weak. By this terrible process of gradual re
duction, the colony was resolved into some four
or five scarred veterans, whose nightly combats
disturbed even the milk drinkers at the settle.
ment, until the remnant at last took to the wa
ter in desperation, and succeeded in reaching
the shore. From these came the "parvum pe
ens" that we saw.
"Holsteitherg, however, the sledge is less
necessary than further to the north. It is only
when the winters are both long and close—for
the state of the ice depends on the winds as
well as temperature—that the Holsteinberger
can make a run as far as Disco. In other sea
sons his dogs are used only for inner travel,
along the peculiarly formed valleys, which
stretch back like the fiords to interior lakes.
"But there is a constant intercourse kept up
by means of them between Gmenak, Elites
bank, Cristianshaab, Egedesminde, and Disco;
and for some three months, including January
and February, they are able to follow the land
floe as far as Proven and Uppernavik. At
these last settlements the dogs are exceeding.
ly numerous. Our friend, the cooper at Pro
yen, bad twenty-seven, and each of the stal
wart sons of Cristiausen had a team of twelve.
Large numbers besides thronged the outskirts,
like their pariah brethren of Constantinople
and the Nile. They do not bark; I distinguish
between the bark and the bowl; and they have
not the intelligent movement of the tail, which,
like the fan of a Spanish senora, I hold to be
the most expressive and graceful of all the
substitutes for voice. I succeeded, after a
while, in making my poor Disco greet me with
her tail erect; but she died before she had
learned to wag it."
We congratulate the Harpers on the appear
ance of this book. It is less than three months
since we chronicled the complete destuction.of
their magnificent establishment by fire—prim
ting, engraving, binding, everything—their em
tire stock of publications included; among the
rest Dr. Kane's book, then just ready for cir
culation; and here we have it anew, in all the
beauty of typography, mezzotint, wood cut, and
lithography. It is to be a very successful book,
both for the author's reputation and the inter
est of the gallant spirited publishers.
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 12, 1854.
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Desperate Rencontre on the Steamer S.
- 11. - Yrtiiibe,
We have often heard or meeting a murderer
Oti the high seas, but seldom have to record
such scenes of violence as occurred on the
steamer S. F. J. Traube, on the Mississippi
rivet; during her recent trip from New Orleans.
As is usual at this season of the year, the boat
was crowded with deck passengers, chiefly flat.
boatmen from the Wabash and coal•boatmen
from Pittsburgh. Among the latter were a set
of turbulent, quarrelsome men, who were about
half drunk when they got on the boat at New
Orleans, and had a fight or two among them
selves, before the boat left the port. Captain
Tucker was notified by a friend, who recogni
zed one or two of the men, that he would have
trouble with them and they would try to take
the boat.
Soon after the boat was under way, and be
fore she had proceeded many miles up the river,
ono of the Pittsburgh coal boatmen attacked a
Wabash man who was quiet and peaceable,
and had said nothing to him, and knocked him
down and beat him dreadfully. Two of his
friends interfered to save him from further ill
usage, when they were beset and beaten nearly
to death, and one of them had his arm broken
by a blow of an axe in the hands of one of the
rioters. The deck bar was opened, and anoth•
er passenger, a small man, stepped up after the
first fray, and called for a drink. While he
was in the act of drinking, a burly fellow, a
bully among the coal boatmen, stepped up and
seized him by the neck, chocked him, and
threw him to the deck as if he were a chicken,
and then stamped on him. He was suffered to
get up, and as soon as he regained his feet he
drew a knife and inflicted n terrible wound in
the big man's right breast, which placed him
on his back during the rest of the trip, and on
the arrival of the boat here he was sent to the
hospital.
Not long after this occurrence the coal boat
men became perfectly wild with liquor or their
anxiety for a fight, and were heard to swear
.that they would take the boat and do as they
pleased. Tim deck was crowded with passen
gers, and the quiet and orderly had no peace
or rest, and were beset every moment. Capt.
Tucker then determined to quell the riot, and
summoning his crew, among whom were twen
ty-one Spaniards, and arming them with short
clubs, hatchets, and whatever weapons he could
he marched to the lower deck and endeavored
to restore order, and put the rioters ashore.—
The rioters laughed at him, and one big fellow
shook his fist under his nose and defied the
whole crew. The Spaniards, in solid phalanx,
armed with a club and a long knife, were or
dered to advance and seize the ringleader.—
Then ensued a scene of strife and confusion
seldom seen on the deck of a boat. The Span
ish crew, however, were victorious, and mann:
ged to secure four of the ringleaders, who were
tied neck and heel, and peace was at once re
stored. The chief of the mob was not caught,
for several days could not be found, and it was
thought that he, t, tormther with four or five oth
ers, had j umped overboard and either drowned
or swam ashore. Several of the cabin passen
gers aver that they distinctly saw three or four
men in the river, and as the affair occurred
soon after the boat left New Orleans it was
impossible to tell who was lost.
During the melee, a coal boatman, of the
name of Blakely, was much hurt and danger
ously stabbed in the ear. He was taken care
of by the officers of the boat, and sent to the
hospital. The mate of the Trauhe received a
cut in the hand from a knife, which he caught
just as one of the mutineers made a lunge at
m.
The four that were arrested were put off of
the boat soon after the affray wns quelled, and
when the boat was in the neighborhood of Nil.
likin's Bend, the big fellow that had been miss
ing, was found, and was forthwith set 'ashore.
He had been secreted under the cylinder tim
bers. No further outbreak occurred during the
trip, though many threats were made just be
fore the boat reached port. The discipline of
the Spaniards, and the determination of the
officers of the boat put an effectual stop to the
lawlessness of the coal-boatmen.—Louisville
Courier.
Fences for Railroads.
We learn from Mr. JAMES MCGREW a mem
ber of the firm of James Sumpter & Co., that
they have contracted to hedge a hundred miles
of the Central Illinois Railroad with Osage Or
ange, making2oo miles of living er,losure.—
The ground is to be broken this summer and
the planting to be dome next spring. Their
contracts for hedges on farms, amount to a
hundred miles more—making 300 miles in all,
and requiring three millions of Osage plants.
Wo notice that Mr. Parrot, one of the Repre
sentatives from this county, has introduced a
bill to regulate railroads, requiring, among oth
er things, that the tracks shall be fenced—a
requirement which will certainly add much to
the safety of trains. Not to say any thing of
such uncommercial articles as "life and limb,"
we believe that there has been property enough
destroyed on the railroads of this State, during
the last two years, by running over cattle,
hogs, &e., to have paid the cost of fencing.—
Whether Mr. Parrott's bill becomes a law or
not, the roads, as a matter of economy, will
generally be enclosed, and Osage Orange, for
that purpose, has advantages over any other
fence of which we know. Instead of decaying,
as rails do, it becomes stronger and better with
age. The effect would be very pleasant, espe
cially when the hedge is in leaf, making a green
fringe to the dusty road.—Daton (0.) Gazelle.
le— A woman is a good deal like a piece of
ivy. The more you are ruined, the closer she
clings to you. A wife's love don't begin to
show till a Sheriff is after you.
ter There art two things that modest men
should undertake—to borrow money or study
law.
" Give us this Day our Daily Bread."
The following strange and thrilling incident
is rented by Richard Storrs Willis, in the Mu
sical World. Ito says it happened while he
was living inn Germany, and if true, wo can
safely challenge the world of Fiction to produce
anything more strangely horrible.
In the neighborhood of Vienna, there dwelt
a young peasant woman, who supported her
self by the cultivation of vegetables, which she
disposed of in the Vienna market. She inhab
ited a small house attached to which was her
vegetable garden. Young as she was she bad
been married; but her husband had died, leav
ing her a little girl, who was snow just old
enough to run about and play with the other
children in the neighborhood. The mother
was still handsome and desirous of a second
marriage. About this time, indeed, there was
visiting her a young man for whom she had
conceived an affection, and whose propositions
of marriage she was now beginning impatient
ly to wait. But no proposal was made. A
dark thought finally crossed the young woman's
mind that there must be some obstacle in the
way, and that this obstacle was, in all proba
bility, the child. An unnatural struggle of
jealousy took place, which resulted in a fearful
determination—she would make away with the
child I Beneath her house was a deep cellar,
where she occasionally stored her vegetables.
Taking her child by the hand one day, she led
it down stairs, and, thrusting it inside, closed
tine door, locked it, and hurried up stairs. The
same evening her lover came; they sat chatting
together, but no mention was made of the little
absentee. The next day, after a desertion of
twenty-four hours, the mother went softly down
and listened at the door. The quick ear of the
child caught her mother's step, and sine implo
red her to take her out of that dark place, she
was so cold and very hungry. No answer was
returned, and the mother crept quietly up stairs.
In the evening the lover came again. They
took supper together, and passed a social even
ing. After the second twenty-four hours had
passed, the mother made another visit to tine
child. Again the little sufferer heard her, and
with feeble voice begged for a crust of bread.
This pulled a little upon the mother's heart,
but her purpose was fixed. Another day pass
ed. The mother went quietly down stairs and
listened. All was silent. She opened softly
the door—the child lay dead. Taking swiftly
the body up stairs, she laid it upon a bed; im
mediately making a great outcry, called the
neighbors together, telling them that her child
had suddenly died. And so it seemed. The
day after there was a funeral. The child was
lying in its coffin bestrewn with flowers, brought
by the little playmates in the neighborhood,
who had come to attend the funeral of their
lost favorite. The procession moved towards
the quiet Gotlesacker, (God's acre,) where was
to be planted this little seed of an immortal
flower. A clergyman was in attendance. The
mother stood looking down upon the grave,
over which the holy man was repeating, with
solemn voice, "Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name; tiny kingdom come; thy
will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give
us this day out daily bread—." A piercing
shriek, and the mother fell with a groan to the
earth. Looking wildly around her, she then,
inn gibbering accents, related to the shuddering
throng at the grave, the very deed her own
hands hind committed. She lived not long af
ter. Crazed and smitten by the hand of God,
she miserably died—a signal instance of retri
bution, and a startling lesson upon the words,
"Give us this day our daily bread."
If I Perish, I Perish.
"I can but perish if I go,
I am resolved to try;
For if I stay away, I know
I must forever die."
But you will not perish, weeping, trembling
soul. He has told you, you shall not. He has
sworn by his own name that you shall not.—
He loves you too well to let you perish. He
has bought you with too dear a price to deliver
you so easily to the power of the enemy. Go
to him; he will recall Calvary. Go to him : with
your doubts; ho will remember Gethsemane.—
Go to him with all your temptations and fears;
ho will recall the wilderness, the pinnacle, and
the mount. No, you can never perish with
such a sympathizer; such a compassionate
friend,such an almighty Saviour to befriend you.
Then let notthe light of hope so soon fade.
Did he ever reject one yet? Did ever poor,
trembling sinner come to him on earth, and go
away refused of his petition; and does not he
himself say, that he is the same, yesterday, to
day, and forever; the same in his almightiness
to rescue; the same in his power to uphold; the
same to pity; the same to love, to guide, to ac
cept, that he ever was! You are not worse
than a thousand others. Paul was more blas
phemous: Magdelene was more corrupt; the
dying thief more abandoned; and were they re
fused? Our desire to go will never equal his
desire to receive us; our want of grace never
surpass his readiness to supply; our wish for
happiness always be behind his willingness to
bestow it. Go, then, he will no refuse. Go
and be blessed. Go and touch the extended
scepter and rejoice, and all heaven will rejoice
with you; the angels of God will tune to a
higher note of praise their harps of gold, and
star will whisper it to star, till the whole of
God's bright universe shall ring with joy at
the return of a long lost soul.—Mew York Ob
server.
ANOTIIER COMET. -A Correspondent of the
Providence Journal, dating from Brown Uni
versity, states that a brilliant Comet is visible
in the north-west. lts latitude at 7i P. M., on
Wednesday, was ten or twelve degrees and its
bearing a little to the west of north-west. Not
withstanding a pretty strong twilight, it ap
peared bright to the naked eye, with a tail
somewhat bushy, and four or live degrees in
length. With a good common spy glass, this
nucleus was very distinct, and pretty well de•
fined.
A Case of Hardness.
On Sunday last a poor man, named George
Ayrhart, a tailor, living in Bedford street, corn
' mitted suicide in the county prison. It appears
that during the snow storm of Tuesday morn
ing, his landlord got a writ of possession against
him for failure to pay his rent, and a constable
turned him and his family, consisting of his
blind wife, son, daughter, nephew, and niece,
out of doors in the storm. The man had been
advised by a lawyer not to pay the rent to any
one until a disputed claim to the ownership of
his house was settled. On the ejection of his
helpless family during the storm, Ayrhart, who
is described as a worthy, industrious man, re
sisted and was committed to prison on charge
of assault. This punishment, its disgrace, and
the idea of his blind wife and dependent fami
ly being homeless in the depth of whiter, prey'
ed upon the poor man's mind so that he hung
himself in his cell. There is a whole volume
of misery, of wretchedness and of wrong in
this brief story, and we doubt whether a great
er piece of cruelty than that which has so trag
ically terminated has ever occurred in a chris
tian land.
One object we have in referring to this mat
ter is to elicit further information in regard to
it. The public have a right to know the names
of the oppressive landlord and the heartless
constable who participated in this drama of
wrong. They should be known so as to be
held up to the execration of the world. Anoth.
er object is to enlist the sympathies of the be
nevolent in behalf of the wretched family—the
blind wife and helpless children—thus turned
out into the streets in the depth of winter.—Phila.
Bulletin.
[This is truly a heart rending case, and we
trust that the names of the landlord and con
stable will be exposed. A subscription for the
relief of the living sufferers has been opened.—
But who can restore the dead husband and fa
ther to life?]
Things that are Coming,
Manhood will come, old age wilicome, anA
the dying bed will come, and the very last look
you shall cast upon your acquaintances will
come, and the agony of the parting breath will
come, and the time when you are streched a
lifeless corpse before the eyes of weeping rela
tives will come, and the coffin that is to enclose
you will come, and that hour when the compa
ny will assemble to carry you to the church
yard will come; and that moment when you are
put in the grave will come, and the throwing
in of the loose earth into the narrow house
where you are laid, and the spreading of the
green sod over it—all will come on every liv
ing creature who hears me; and in a few little
years the minister who now speaks, and the
people who listen, will be carried to their long
homes, and make room for another generation.
Now, all this, you know must and will happen
—your common sense and common experience
serve to convince you of it. Perhaps it may
have been little thought of in the days of care
less and thoughtless and thankless unconcern
which you have spent hitherto; but I call on
yon to think of it now, to lay it seriously to
heart, and not longer to trifle and delay, when
the high matters of death and judgement and
and eternity are thus set so evidently before
you.
Curious Fact.
By a simple experiment, it is easy to discov
er to what animal any kind of blood or spots
of blood belonged. The process is as follows
Put a few drops of blood, or the serum of blood
into a glass; add concentrated sulphuric acid
to the amount of one-third, or half the quantity
of blood, and stir the whole together with a
glass rod; by this means the oderiferous princi
ple, peculiar to the species of animal to which
the blood belonged, is involved I thus, for in
stance, the blood of man disengages a strong
odor of the perspiration of man, which it is im
possible to confound with any other; that of a
woman a similar odor, but much weaker; that
of the sheep the well-known snkell of greasy
wool; of a pig the disagreeable earr of a pigge
ry, and so on. Even the blood of a frog has
given out the smell of marshy reeds, and that
of a carp the peculiar smell of a fresh water
fish. 'Upon trials made to ascertain whether
spots of blood could be distinguished, and re
ferred to their source, it was found that to a
certain extent, a pretty sure judgment can be
given even after fiiteen days. The spotted
linen is to be cut out, put into a watch glass,
and, being moistened with a little water, left
for a short time at rest, and well soaked; a lit
tle sulphuric acid is to be added and stirred
about with a glass rod, the peculiar odor will
then be recognized; but this experiment should
be performed without delay, for after a fortnight
the odor is scarcely perceptible.
A Wonderful Clock.
There is now in the possession of, and manu
factured by Mr. Collings, silversmith, of Glou
cester, England, a most ingenious piece of me
chanism—an eight day clock, with dead . beat
escapement maintaining power; chimes the
quarters, plays sixteen tunes, plays three tunes
in twelve hours; or will play at any time re
quired. The hands go round as follows One,
once a minute; one once an hour; one, once a
week; one, once a month; one, once a year.—
It shows the moon's age, the time of rising and
setting of the sun, the time of high and low
water, half ebb and half flood; and by a beauti
ful contrivance, there is a part which repre
sents the water, which rises and falls, lifting
the ships at high water tide as if it were in mo
tion, and as it recedes leaves these little auto
mation, ships dry on the sands. It shows the
twelve signs of the zodiac; it strikes or not, as
you wish it; it has the equation table, showing
the difference of clock and sun every day in
the year. Every portion of the clock is of
beautiful workmanship, and performs most ac
curately the many different objects which are
called into action by the ingenious proprietor,
who is most willing to describe all its various
achievements to any one who may feel a pleas
ure in paying him a visit.—London Papsr.
Getting Married.
During the last summer, a little incident
transpired in one of the eastern towns, which
afforded some amusement to the spectators at
the time, and furnished food for a considerable
gossip thereafter. It occurred in church on
one of those quiet afternoons when all the
world seems ready to drop asleep; when the
flies buzz lazily on the window-panes, and the
dog lies on the door stone.
The afternoon service bad ended, and the
congregation were arranging themselves for
the benediction, when to the great astonishment
and the manifest interest of the worshipers, the
good parson descended from the pulpit to the
desk below, and said in a calm, clear voice:
"Those wishing to be united in the holy bonds
of matrimony, will now please come forward."
A deep stillness instantly fell over the con
gregation, broken only by the rustling of silk,
as some pretty girl or excited matron changed
her position, to catch the first view of the coup
le to be married. No one, however, arose, or
seemed in the least inclined to arise.
Whereupon the worthy clergyman, deeming
his first notice unheard or misunderstood, re
peated the invitation:
"Let those wishing to be united in the holy
bonds of matrimony, now come forward."
Still no one stirred. The silence became al
most audible, and a painful sense of the awk
wardness of the position was gradually spread
ing among those present, when a young gentle
man who had occupied a vacant sent is the ,
broad aisle during the service, slowly arose,
and deliberately walked to the foot of the altar.
He was good looking and well dressed, but no
one knew him, and no female accompanied
his travels. When he arrived within a respec
table distance of the clergyman, he paused,
and with a reverent bow, stepped to ono side
of the aisle, but neither of them said anything
nor seemed at all disconcerted at the idea of
being. married alone.
The clergyman looked anxiously around for
the bride, who he supposed was yet to arrive,
and at length remarked t,o the young gentle
man in an under tone:
"The lady, sir, is dilatory?"
"Very, sir."
"Had we not better defer the ceremony ?"
"I think not. Do you suppose she will be
here soon?"
"Me, sir ?" said the astonished shepherd, "how
should I know ofyour lady's movements? That
is a matter belonging to yourself."
A few moments more were suffered to elapse
in this unpleasant state of expectancy, when
the clergyman renewed his interrogatories:
"Did the lady promise to attend at the pres
ent hour, sir?"
"What lady."
"Why the lady to be sure, that you are wait
ing hero for."
"I did not hear her say anything about it,"
was the unsatisfactory response.
"Then, sir, may I ask you why you arc here,
and for what purpose do you trifle in the sanc
tuary of the Most High?" said the somewhat
enraged clerical.
"I come, sir, simply because you invited all
those wishing to become united in the holy
bonds of matrimony, to step forward; and I
happened to entertain such a wish! I am very
sorry to have misunderstood you, sir, and wish
you a very good day."
The benediction was uttered with solemnity of
tone very little in accordance with the twitching
of the facial nerves; and when, (after the church
was closed,) the story got wind among the con
gregation, more than one girl regretted that
her wishes had not been as boldly expressed as
the young gentleman's, who had really wished
to become "united in the holy bonds of matri
mony."—N. 0. Picayune.
Lime for Wheat,
We have no doubt that the application of
lime to the wheat crop would in many instan
ces be decidedly beneficial, while doubeess on
other soils it would be of no use. Unfortunate
ly most of the experiments made with this ma
terial, are not followed by measured results,
and consequently we are left in such cases
without any definite knowledge of its true val.
ue. Experiment alone must determine its
usefulness in all cases; for theory points out so
many different ways in which lime may operate,
that wo can place no reliance whatever on any
thing but accurate trial. The following expe
riment was furnished the Rural New-Ttirker,
by J. W. Pierce, of Alabama, N. Y., and al
though not as reliable as a series of exreri
meats, is still worthy of regard. It is in sub
stance as follows:
"Light clayey loam," formerly not yielding
more than 7 or 8 bushels per acre, after lying
in grass five years was plowed in 1852, nine or
ten inches deep, and then twenty bushels of
stone lime applied per acre (the cost being 10
cents per bushel) in heaps of half a bushel
each. When well slacked, these heaps were
spread with a shovel, the ground harrowed
thoroughly and then plowed with a gang•plow.
In the spring the crop had a most unpromising
appearance, but on the approach of warm
weather it revived, and at harvest, though thin,
yielded iwentytuo bushels per acre of very
plump wheat. A. field by its side, well fallow
ed, but not limed, appeared much finer in the
spring and yielded more straw, but only eigh
teen bushels per acre.
A Love Scene.
Overheard and phonographically reported
by Phredrick Phine.
"Phairest of the phuir,' sighed the lover,
'pliancy my pheeling when I phorsee pheat ,
phul consequences of pheeling phrom your
*tiler's phumily. Phew phellows could have
phaced the music with as much phortitude as
I have; and as phickle phortune !limits to smile
upon our love; I phind I must phorego the
pleasure of becoming your husband. Phairest
Phranees, pharewell phorever."
"Hold Phranklin, hold I" screamed Phras.
ces, "I will phollow • you phorever." But
Phranklin had Oiled, apd Phrauces rhainted.
VOL. 19. NO. 15.
In the Wrong Box.
John Hart—rest his soul, he's dead now—
was a musical genius of the lint water and
like many others of the same stamp, was some•
what erratic withal.
One night at Newport, after being engaged
in a serenade, where divers strong potations
had been dealt oat without stint, our hero stow.
ed himself away under a friendly cart to sleep
off the fumes caused by the many libations in
which he had indulged. He was soon espied,
by one in authority, and marched or lugged off
to the alms-house, and there put to bed. Soon
as morning came, John turned out, and think
ing that he had got into some tavern, hunted
about for the bar, to get his morning dram.—
He soon came athwart Mr. Johnson, (the mas
ter of ceremonies there,) and asked t f him if he
was landlord, as he would like some bitters
that morning. bitter you,' replied the San•
hedran, taking our son of harmony by the col.
lar, and dragging him toward the breakfast
hall; 'Sit you down in there and eat your break -
fact, then come hack to me.' 'Rather queer
tavern and rough landlord,' said our Fcstin to
himself, as he sat down to his frugal meal;
'never mind, I'll eat and be off, and make the
best of it; he don't know me, I reckon'
Soon as breakfast was over, John goes up to
the superintendent again, and asks him for his
bill as he wished to be going. 'l'll bill you,
roared forth the boss, as he took poor Jack by
one ear, and dragged him into the silk factory,
i. c., the oakutn room, and told him to go to
work or he would fare worse. 'Look you here,'
replied our hero, 'let me tell you that is rather
out of my line of business. Now if you would
like a solo on the key bugle, a tune on the
clarionet, trombone, French horn, or most any
instrument; any particular song set to music,
arranged, in short, most anything in the music
line I can do; but I don't like to meddle with
another man's business; so you'll please excuse
me' Mr. Johnson found out, by a little inqui•
ry that his guest could do better than pick
oakum, and after a little salutary advice, was
set at liberty. _ _ _
Talk About the Americans.
Should he "guess," write him down a Yan•
kee; does ho "reckon," you may swear him a
Southerner. The Yankee "guesses," the South.
erner "reckons;" Per contra, however, Yankee
"calculates," and 'pretty shrewdly also, white
the Southerner 'allows.' The one "wouldn't
wonder," if some unexpected event should take
place, while the other more ardent and care•
less of assertion, "goes his head upon it," that
it will. To the latter drawing his comparison
from his idolized rifle, a thing is "as sure as
shooting," while to the other more pious or
more hypocritical, it is "as sartin as preaehin'."
The one will be "darned," and the other "darn
ed," both evading an oath in nearly the same
manner. Should the asseveration require ad.
ditional force, the Northern man will be "gaul
darnd," and the Southern "dod darned"—a cu•
rious perversion of sacred names to ease the
conscience while giving vent to one's temper,
English Paper.
A "Dead Sell."
An amusing story is told of a young Paris
sian artist, who lately painted a young Duch.
ess, with which her friends were not satisfied—
declaring that it was totally unlike her. The
painter however, was convinced that he had
succeded admirably, and proposed that the
question of resemblance or no resemblance be
left to a little dog belonging to the Duchess,
which was agreed to. Accordingly the picture
was sent to tho hotel of the lady next day, and
a large party assembled to witness the test.--
The dog was called in, and no sooner did he
see the portrait, than he sprang upon it, licked
it all over, and showed every demonstration of
the greatest joy. The triumph of the painter
was complete, and all present insisted that the
picture had been retouched during the night;
which was actually so—the painter having rub
bed it over with a thin coating of lard! The
dog's nose was sharper than the critic's eyes.
Temperance Pacts,
A Correspondent of the Philadelphia Sun,
writing from Cohasset, Mass., relates a good
anecdote of a physician residing in that place,
which he says is a fact, and the beet temper.
ance lecture he ever heard. Some thirty years
ago, this doctor was addicted to hard drinking,
and neglected his professional duties to such
an extent that the people were obliged to send
to Boston for a new physician, a young man
whom they colonized among them. Things
went on very well for a time, the old doctor
losing patients and the new doctor finding
them. At last this brace of pestels met in the
town store, the old doctor purchasing a jug of
rum, the young doctor buying a barrel of flour.
Some invidious remarks by a bystander called
forth a sneer from the younger and more flour.
ishing of the two doctors. This was noticed
and interpreted by the old one,who with a calm
deliberate air put the cork into the jug of rum,
and turning to the sneering opponent, he said*
"I have put the cork into the jug, and I won't
take it out again till I have starved you out of
the town of Cohasset." He kept his word, and
in about a year from that time he had regain.
ed all his old patients and friends, and obliged
the young doctor to evacuate for fear of star.
ving.
£ "Go it while you're young, for when
you get old you can't!" Exactly—go it—but
not after pleasure; go it—but not after wine;
go it—but not after every pretty face; go it—but
not after dissipation, folly and.vice, for "when
you get old you can't"—and sure if you do,
you won't, for you'll never live to be old! But
go it—go it, after your business; go it, after vir•
tee; go it, after that pretty girl, whom you
want to marry; go it, yes, go it, after all these,
for sure "when you get old you can't"—and
there'll be no use either of your going it then,
for you will have wealth, health, honor, a good
"old woman" and children to bless you, and
you can take your ease I But until you get old,
go it after these good things, and don't stop
a going it l