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SA G. WHITTAKER,
citlat Voctrg.
A LOVE SONG.
Is not the following original lyric, by T. P.
flealey, worthy to be set to the music of the
melancholy sca•shell
Ali) Nary, wilt thou love me well,
Thus well, and well forever,
Nor let the alien world's false spell
.A love so eweet•liaked sever
Oh, answer yes, with sweetest vow,
Thus nestling near and nearer,
For e'en this bliss to pain would grow,
Could time notonalce it dearer.
And, Mary, wilt thou love me e'er ?
And though the rest betray me,
ghtill one fond voice still soothe my care,
And still this fond arm stay me?
Oh, toll me yes, with kindest vow,
Thus nestling near and nearer,
For e'en this bliss to pain would grow,
Could Time not make it dearer.
And, ah I as in thine eyes I peer,
Far down their blue depths sounding,
Dow cloud mine own with darkest fear,
And still this quest propounding I
Then answer yes, with surest vow,
Thus ne.tling near and nearer,
For e'en this bliss to pain would grow,
Did Than not make it deurer.
—Homo Journal.
fldS ally
Dr. Kane.
The Arctic Explorer, is in New York,
where he has made arrangement with an
artist who is now engaged in the prepare.
tion of the maps, charts, plates, &c., for
his own report, and for the use of Mr. Grin
nell.
A Greenland Lady's Dress.
This consists of seal-skin stockings with
the fur next to the foot, and of such length
as to reach considerably above the knee.
Over is drawn a pair of seal-skin boots is
in truth a seal-skin of double thickness,
with the fur outside and inside too. The
pantaloons are of seal skin something
in the form of the o' I fashioned knee bree
ches. A jacket of seal skin, fur inside
fits closely to the brdy. The outer habil
iment is a loose jarrah of calico. Around
the ncok' is a ruff of dog's fur, but under
neath this is a white or blank handker
chief tie:l sting to the neck. The dress
when ornamert:d is quite a handsome one
as it is the best of the bloomer style.
Cannibals Among the Indians,
The lion. 0. D Williams recently re•
turned to Detroit from a visit to the Chip
pewas, who resided near Grand Portage,
within a few miles of the untional,boundry
between the United States and Canada.—
While there he became acquainted with
(lois Torte Indians, a tribe who, as name
(knows, inhabit the .thick wood" or heav
y timbered lands near Pigeon river. The
mein subsistence of this tribe is upon
wild rice which grows luxuriously in that
vicinity. This crop is sometimes cut off
by some vicissitude, and when this hap
pens these Indians ere frequently distress
ed for food, as the chase is uncertain and
game scarce. The last winter was a pe
culiarly herd one, and in the course of it
this tribe were reduced to the revolting and
horrible sunk of eating their own children
which they did to the extent of almost
extertnination. lle saw and conversed
with two women of the tribe, one whom
had given up two and another three chit.
dren, successively, to be slain and eaten.
We had hardly supposed that cannibals
existed so near our very borders.
Short Sermon on Money.
My hearers--this is not only a groat
but mysterious world that ive live and pay
rent for. All discord is harmony ; all e
vil is good ; all despotism is liberty; and
ad wrong is right for as Alexander Pope
says; "Whatever is, is right," except
the left boot, or wanting to borrow money.
You may want sense and the world won't
blame you for it. It would gladly furnish
you with the article, had it any to spare
but unluckily it has hardly enough for home
consumption. However, it you lack sense
well enough off after all : for if you com
mit a faux pas, as the French say, you
are let go with the compliment poor fool
he does not know any better. The truth
is a great deal of brains is a great deal of
botheration. An empty skull is bound to
shine in company, because the proprietor
of it hasn't wit enough to know that there
is a possibility of making a nincornpop of
himself, and therefore lie dashes ahead, hit
or miss, or generally succeeds beyond ex
pectation. Leta man be minus brains and
plus brass and he is sure of a pass thro'
the world as if he wore greased irons ear
to ankle, but rig up for him a complete
machinery of thought, rind it is as much
as he can well do to attend to it. Ile
goes to tlri grave ruffled and tumbled, cur
ses life for its cures, and moseys into eter
nity pack-saddled with mental misery
Oh ! for the happiness of fuels.
ganita *hettl2.
Front the Saturday Evening Mail.
OCOLIVMAZI LAN !KANEKO.
BY AL A. DENISON,
It was somewhere about the year 1778,
and nearing the fourth of July, that Jona
than Melbourne resolved to go to London.
Jonathan was a genius in his way, an od
dity, a fine scholar, and a young man of
wealth. His father had been dead three
years, and had left a splendid fortune to
his only son.
The Melbournes resided in Boston at
the date of our story. No mansion in that
prim city was more elegant, both as re
gards outward finish and inward decora
tions, than lifted its noble front in the vi
cinity of the rural plot of ground then cal
led "the commons."
Jack Melbourne sat listlessly in hls mo
ther's stately room. There had been com
pany all day—beautiful girls with their
dashing brothers : and Jack had kept them
in ode constant roaar—pardon, shades of
Melbournes—of laughter, until the last
bright-eyed coquette, throwing a reckless
glance over her her little blue hood and
bluer eyes, declared as she tripped down
the steps, that Jack's wit had almost been
the death of her ; whereupon Jack looked
commendably serious, thus eliciting a fresh
burst of mirth.
lint now, as I said, he sat listlessly in
his mother's state!y room. The setting
sun and the hanging curtains, together,
threw a wondrously rich glow of crimson
over his fine features, and his contempla
tions, of whatever kind they were, 'node
his lace serious, and gave a shade of mel.
ancholy to his full brown eyes.
The room was very large, and filled with
antique, but massive furniture. On its
wall hung portraits of old time people,
with ruffles and powdered wigs, and short
waists, and enormous curls and ribbons.—
These pictured men and women were the
ancestoas of Jonathan Melbourne, some of
them old English nobles, with haughty
lips, and eyes that plainly said, "We look
not en common things." Darker shadows
with stately steppings, moved over the
great room ; the sun was gone, the twilight
was gone, and the servants brought in can
dles still Jonathan never moved. At
last, springing up with a bound that near.
ly brought his head in contact with a mas
sive bronze chandelier, (Jonathan was ve
ry tall,) lie exclaimed, "I'll do it, by Jupi
ter !"
'Do what, my son ?'said a low, rather
sweet voice, as at that moment a woman
of noble presence entered the room.
Instantly going to her side, with a re.
spectful salute, Jonathan offered his arm.
and conducted his mother—who, by her
haughty bearing and rich, rustling silks,
might have been a fit companion piece,
framed to the Lady Clara Melbourne, dead
a hundred years who hung in such state
between the windows--to her favorite
couch, and seated himself at her feet.
'Do what, to son ?' she asked again,
laying her white hand upon his head.
‘Go to London, mother, and hunt up
some of our relatives,' Jonathan responded.
'There!' ho exclaimed, rising again, and
brushing his hair straight behind his ears ,
assuming a look of wise simplicity and a
drawling accent, "how shall I pass fora
raw Yankee V
am tired of laughing at your antics,'
said his mother, laughing nevertheless ;
'and as to your going to England, and lea
ving tne Leone, I sha'n't hear to it a mo-
Meat. Ile sensible, will you 1 Marry lit
tle Clara Vernet, and become a good hue•
band and a useful citizen.'
, Come, mother, I'll tell you what ex
claimed Jonathan after some further remon
strance, 'if I don't convert one of old Baro
net what's his name's daughters into as de
inure a Yankee as you ever saw, I'll mar
ry little Clara Vernet within a month after
my return; but go to the old country I
must, and have my fun out; come, confess
now, it would be too bad to spoil a plan it
has taken me just three hours, five min
utes and fifteen seconds to mature; never
thought for so much time consecutively in
all my life,' and he returned his gold re
peater to his vest pocket, and, in his own
irresistible way, won lAis mother's consent,
though it was given with great reluctance,
JONATHAN'S FITTING our.
His todor asked no questions, Out fol.
lowed, with a rueful face, the young man's
directions with regard to the cut of his
cloth. It was a line and very costly blue
cloth, the very best in Mr. Snipshears' im
mense establishment; and it grieved that
retailer of fashionable costumes, that admi
rable getter-up of Parisian fashions, to fit
such superb limbs, 'so that the bottoms of
" LIBERTY AND UNION, NOW AND FOREVER, ONE. AND INSEPARABLE. "
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 12, 1855.
the legs should stop short by a couple of
inches, of his large but not unhandsome
shoes.
'lf I might suggest—' spoke Mr. Snip
shears tremulously, his forbearance com
pletely put to route by the young man's
idea of a coat.
'I am to make all the suggestions this
time,' mid Jonathan, quietly, his mouth
imperceptibly curling ; and the tailor men.
sured away in despair, while great drops
of sweat, drawn from the artist, not the
man, stood on, or heavily dropped from his
forehead.
'Ruin my reputation !' said he, standing
with the measuring tape and shears in one
hand, and the cloth in the o t her, and he
gaped, with a silly, paralyzed stare after
Jonathan, who was going down street.—
'Plague take him ! I'd rather give a suit
away than let such work go out of my
shop ;' and it was three days before the
tailor recovered sufficiently to eat his break
fast, His wife saved it, however, on the
third'ahelf of the kitchen pantry, it was
'found devoured by the rate,' when Mr.
Snipshears became sufficiently sensible to
be hungry.
'Luckily,' said Jonathan, have those
shirts that Madam Necker, made, with the
ruffles half as long again as I wear them,
but which I paid her for all the same, poor
woman, because she was poor ; they'll be
just the thing ; and with this 'slick' new
hat that sets so nicely on the back of my
hood, these collars, and my new blue suit,
I hope I shall give my venerable relatives
on the other side, one opportunity to see
the origipal singer of Yankee Doodle, as
performed on fife and drum at a particular
period of colonial triumph and Johnny
Bull ,flusteration,
JONATHAN IN ENGLAND.
The voyage proved very rough, very
wearisome, and almost insupportably long
to our hero. seven times he road through I
a package of neatly folded notes, tied up
with all ,4orts of ribbons : three times, Rnh-
inson Crume ; and, as he had promised the
good lady, his mother, that he would read
a chapter in the Bible every day, he had
finished the last of Revelations when they
came in sight of old Albion, For some
time, Jonathan indulged his eccentricity
to the utmost in a public way ; putting up
at the best hotels, spending money lavish
ly, and always attired in his raw costume;
until till London rang with the ways and
sayings of the queer Yankee who spent
like a prince.
'And by the way,' said the Marquis of
.L- to his friend, the Earl of M
'it is said he boasts of a connection with
the old Melbourne peerage.'
.Psha V returned the earl, with a digni
' fled frown. 'l'd like to have him claim
kindred with me ! I'd take the starch out
of him.' The Earl of !VI was a rel,
acre of that distinguished family ; any one
might have known it by the manner in
which he said 'Psha V
That very night Jonathan and the mar.
quis met at a great party, where all the
former's little oddities were amiably forgot.
ten, as it appeared, by his retaining the
apparel that must have looked uncouth be
side the splendid dresses of that period.—
But Jonathan was the lion. Standing
where the light strucknut his handsome,
intellectual features, he looked an Apollo
—till he spoke. Then—ye verdant nymph
of America ! how fashion opened her eyes
and nobility stared, dumbfounded, until
some quaint conceit, inimitably expressed,
provoked smiles, and sometimes laughter.
'What a splendid profile he has !' said
the Duchess Langenold, agitating the air
with her scented feather fan as she passed
him with a haughty look.
'Yes, but what a fool when he speaks !
how can Lord Atnien and Lord Bondy
spend their time with the creature. What
is he ?one of the native curiosities of the
new country !'
'l'll tell you,' whispered a bright, flut
tering little creature, •he's a specimen of
American aristocracy ;' and with a dear
little titter, the young lady glided ofl to
spread the information.
'And what, on the whole, are your im
pressions of England, Melbourne, now you
have travelled so much of it over. Here
of course you find more real splendor,
more hoary antiquities, more historic inte
rest, than in any other portion of the globe;'
said the pompous Marquis of L—.
'Well—it's a nation fine place,' drawled
Jonathan, 'but then I have objections to
it—oh, yes l' and he speculatively contem
plated his hoots.
'And pray what are your objections 1'
asked the other, graciously.
.Why,' said Jonathan, drolly shrugging
his square shoulders, as he pinched up his
collar, 'my reasons, capting, seeing's your
set on knowing 'am, aie tho same ones the
old hen gave for not liking the speckled
chicken.'
'And what were they;' asked the Mar
quis ; 'I see,' he added,'you're a disoiple
•f La Fontaine.'
capting I flint a disciple of anybody
----I'm a true blooded Yankee, and nothing
else. But about the old hen. You see
she had a fine brood of chickens, two or
less. One was a delicate white one, the
other was speckled ; and the speckled one
seemed to be the old hen's abomination.
One day Chanticleer, took it up ; says he
'why in wonder do you treat our progeny
so mightily onequal I Look at that poor
thing,' ho went on, with tears in his eyes
—'l must read you a lesson on parental
tenderness.'
'Well, the old hen she looked up and
turned an eye to where the speckled chic•
ken scratched its way in so!itary glory.
should like the thing well enough,'
sho said, with a toss of her comb, 'if it was
not so peskily spotted :' so with me, cap
ting,' continued Jonathan, with the same
droll manner, like the place well enough
but it's so peskily spotted.'
The marquis laughed.
'True as nater, capting'—continued
Jonathan—‘there's some spots in that coa
-1 founded tower of yours, big enough to cow
er the conscience of your whole aristocra
cy, and tuck under comfortably,' he added,
with a wink.
, Psha r said tho earl, who stood a little
back—Pll make him pay far his imperti
nence.'
CHRISTMAS,
It was three days before Christmas, and
Jonathan was still in England. So com
pletely had be carried out his idea, that,
no one mistrusted he was other than that
redoubtable Yankee--Jonathan-••a type
of American wit and crudity---a green,
grandnephew of portly Johnny, whose
surname is Bull. And yet they hardly nu
derstood him they were afraid to measure
humor with him. becare.-.. t, o a l wa y s turn
ed the laugh upon them. The ladies tho't
him so handsome, and so comical, but then
poor thing, such an ignoramus, to be sure.
The baronet Antywell had five pretty
daughters, and only one of theta sensible.
Not that they were idiots, by no means,
only they were swallowed up so, brains
and all, like thousands of our own fair
countrywomen in the fashions—in style
and caste—that they were but little better
in a certain sense. But Anna Anytwell
was charming. Beautiful as an angel she
was yet modest, gentle and awrociative.
Having said this much of her, I shall say
no more—till I speak of her again.
Jonathan had 'scraped' an acquaintance
with the kindly old Sir Robert Anytwell,
who was a good natured, happy soul and
"immensely" fond of curiosities. At this
particular time, three days before Christ
mas, our Yankee chatted with the Baronet
in his library.
"Well, what about Christmas ?' exclaim
ed Sir. Robert, rubbing his hands and hol
ding them towards the blazing fire altern
ately.
"Well=Christmas is coming—At least
they say so, down our way 'baout this
time ;" rejoined Jonathan.
"Will you be round by that time 1" as
ked the other, a smile and the fire-light
making his face ruddy.
"Well, I don't know, capting—can't tell
replied Jonathan surveying his slender
proportions respectfully. "I don't grow
on the principle of rotundity, anyhow—
but May-polo fashion--no; rather guess
on the whole I sha'n't be round at Christ
mas."
The Baronet laughed—•-so did Anna who
came to say something to “papa"--but she
laughed at the droll look in those magnifi
cent dark eyes and she blushed because
they seemed glued to her sweet face.
“Then in plump, proper terms, where
will you be at Christmas ?" again interro.
gated the Baron, his attention arrested by
his keen visitor.
"Alt, Colonel—that there ain't a possi
bility of knowing," was his answer, "I
may be above ground—l may be below—
but if I tint alive, I guess be some
where, where there's a fat turkey and
suitable &zing."
"Because I should like the pleasure of
your company on that. day to dinner ;"
said the baronet.
"Many thanks, capting ; much obliged
all the same if t shouldn't be here;"
and Jonathan took his departure, donning
for a moment his own graceful, courtly
mien, as he bowed particularly to Miss
Anna.
She, all blushes and palpitation, ran to
her sisters to tell them the news.
goNly - grociuus I" exoleimod Noll, the el
debt (thu words are on record ;) "sears
cried the second; ' , mercy on us I"—said
the third, aghast ; "creation defend us,"
oried the fourth ; "and the Earl of M
to be hero !"
"Pooh ! he's ten times handsomer than
the earl of M-," Anna protested
with spirit ; "such eyes you never saw,
and he looked-!"
"Right at you ninny; see her blush !"
cried the four sisters; ha, ha! Anna's
in love with a Yankee who says 'fateer'
and icaecoutv'"— and the poor little g;rl
ran out of the room—they jeered her so.
Jilent.—she did love him.
However, Christmas day came, but no
Yankee. The baronet failed in convin
cing the Earl of M—that Jonathan
was not a boor; and after tea, the two
gentlemen left the ladies and went out for
a walk on the crisp lawn.
A burst of laughter almost rude, gree
ted the baronet and the Earl of M—
on their return. The latter stepped back
for a moment while Sir Edward advanced
and cordially offered his hand.
Seated in the chair of state, sat Jona
than, his long limbs drawn loosely togeth-
I er as he leaned toward the cheerful blaze•
Enormous ruffles protruded from his bo
som—he wore an awkward vest embroi•
dered with gold, and his buttons, severely
gilt, shone like so many oval mirrors, each
with a christmas fire in the centre. His
pointed coat tails projected one over each
arm of the great chair, and his fingers,
spread in gesticulation, wore several curia
-1 brous rings that blazed and sparkled, and
were adorned with jewels of great value.
His face worked in every feature ; and it
was doubtless his contortions as well as his
witty anecdotes, that caused the clear,
ringing mirth of the maidens. It ceased,
however, after the earl came forward with
I a dubious face, speaking, as plainly as the
countenance can speak— "I'm doubtful
about this sort of familiarity"—and the
baronet introduced him.
Jonathan sprang nimbly up, and in true
Yankee style offered his seat. The earl
coot of way,
saying in a voice actually sarcastic, "I did
not anticipate the honor, sir."
"Not at all—not at all ; exclaimed Jon
athan, in quick, sham tones—but not be
fore the ladies had noticed an exceedingly
graceful movement of the hand and incli
nation of the body, entirely foreign to his
usual abruptness.
"Not at all ; don't apologize ;" he ad
ded, with a smile, "I'm accustomed to that
honer—do be seated—and capting" turn
ing to the baronet, who enjoyed it all hugs•
ly, "take the chair of ceremony, sir; per
haps you didn't anticipate the honor.--
Nevertheless, I hope it won't overcome
you."
This sally provoked a laugh that went
the rounds, and the earl, too dignified to
retort and quick enough to see the impro
priety of which he had been guilty, con
tented himself with listening in kindly si
lence, not deigning to speak.
Again and again did the laugh ring out
as Jonathan, lengthening his mobile fea
tures, and making a panorama of his in•
telligent face, kept the tide of c-inversa
tion flowing in his own channel. Things
were spoken that night, that the jewelled
ears of arristocracy had never listened to
before; the nobility he dissected with the
keen edge of his merciless satire—their
follies lashed, their improprieties buries•
qued, their immorralities whipped, with an
unsparing hand, and all in such a way,
that his dainty audience treated it as de
lectable wisdom, done up in sweet like
hitter pills coated with sugar.
expected you to dine with us to•day;'
said the baronet, during a pause in the run
ning fire of his wit.
. 4 Wal, capting, I would a come," re
plied Jonathan with a twang, "but I dined
with his majesty, sir—may his shudder
never be—wal I was going to say, less ;
but on the whole it would improve him to
loose a little flesh."
This was too much ! the idea of Jona
than dining wirh King George, affected
even the sensibilities of the earl ; but Jon
athan looked solemnly at the fire.
"And what did you think of his majes
ty 1" asked the earl, with a supercilious
sneer.
"Wal, he seemed a putty reasonable
sort of fellow, I thought, and to tell you
my private opinion, I think he'll knock
under."
"I do not understand your idiom, sir ;"
said the duke, his lip curling,
capting," rejoined Jonathan, in
his driest manner, "I dunno as I can help
your understanding much; as to my idi
om—may be I'd bettor give it to you in
Latin ; and to their astonishment ho ropea•
ted his answer in good Latin—"now, if
you take it in French or German, or Ital
ian 1" and he rattled off his reply in each
dialect.
'The earl fell an inch or two in his ' you see the angel I shall bring you;' and
boots—l mean—his dignity--he respect• then followed a long description of the
ed intellect almost much as rank ; tho rest charms with which he had been so incurs
were electrified—while little Anna's eyes b
sparkled like dimonds
"And if that don't help your traders/an-I and many a laugh the trio had together,
ding Mr. Earl," continued Jonathan, "will sitting by their pleasant hearth, while Jon
you hey it in Hebrew or Greek—Spanish i athan, not yet able to subdue his o'd pro-
Low Dutch Cherokee, or Tanker again pensities, related, with humorous look and
he added, with a twang so nasal, that the gesture, he experience in the great city o
old room echoed with laughter. "Gra--; London
eious ! he continued, "the fact is, capting,
you don't hen van d hour llenglish
I meant t 3 impress your far-reaching mind
with this fact, that King George had bet
ter not make a tour to the colonies, this
year, on account of his digestion ; they
eat cannon balls over there. Good night
ladies, good night, capting," and without
glancing at the crestfallen nobleman, he
left the room
JONATHAN UNMASKED.
"Dear how this veil tcazes me," cried
little Anna Anytwell ; and she threw the
flimsy, but beautiful fabric from her brow
"How pettish Anna is growing lately;
do you perceive it ?" asked the eldest
4,nytwell young lady, of her tall, hand
some sister.
"Indeed I do ; even the anticipated
pleasure of this ball doesn't seem to in- I
spirit her much," replied the other; she
merely said when the invitation came,
"well I shall go—perhaps."
The gorgeousness of the grand old a-
partments, the beauty of the dresses of
that period, the glorious light flashing ;
over all, and making the scone one of be- ' ,
wildering splendor, why describe minute
ly
!!See," cried Anna, clasping her sister's
arm "only see—Mr. Melbourne."
Nonsense, child! what a fool—where?
no, he would not be tolerated here.
"But yonder superb figure, dressed in
the violet tunic—there--look to the right
he is talking with the Duchess of Mont
rose—oh! how graceful! He looks this
way;" and Anna, all blushes, sank buck
on her cousin's arm.
"I tell you, no—no,' added Bell ; some
what hesitating, "that splendid man—Mr.
I declare ! he I sea look like him."
"Do you know what has become of our
yankee !" asked a merry young countess
of the sisters. ! look at this transfor
mation—the most elegant looking gentle
men, upon my word, I have ever met with.
So courtly—so polished ! The whole ball
room is wondering; did you ever hear
such a freak ? here he has been hoaxing
us all this time; I declare it's sinful, 'But
and she clasped her hands laughing arch
ly, 'won't those who have quizzed him get
it now ? They say he's a rich' young A
merican.--oh! immensely, rids, and des.
cended from the old Melbourne family ;
see the Earl of M---- is shaking hands
with him."
Jonathan soon gained the side of the
girl who had charmed him. Iler bluihes
made her ten times more radiant, and
Jonathan gu cased to some purpose, when
he guessed he might, easily win the bar
onet's gentle daughter. To get ocean of
Jonathan's visit, read the following to—
"DEAII JONATHAN : 1 hear with surprise
the s7ngular sensation you are creating in
London. My, dear boy, will you never
quit playing the monk ey and put on the
dignity that becomes youso well? What
can our august relatives think of your
course I as for me, I am blushing this mo
ment for my dear, noble madeapson. Had
I dreamed you intended to burlesque the
country for which your father, Colonel
John Melbourne, spilled his best blood I
had never consented to your departure.
But I hope—•l know there must be some
ulterior object in your thus assuming so ,
outre a disguise, and playing the innocent
country clown. My dear boy, I regret to
tell you that little Clara Vernet is married
to the great Clement Davis; quite a rising
lawyer . he is, tea. Alt! I had hoped but
regrets are vain; I only trust you may
not feel the disappointment as kneely as I
do,
YOUR MOTHER,
And this—
“DXAR MOTHER . :
Glory ! that means,
how glad lam Clara Vernet has gone. I
did hate to cloak her so, she was so far be
neath me, so very tiny. I always felt as
as if she ought to bo helpless, and I take
her in my arms. But, mother ; .•I'm coin
ing home. Hurrah ! Get the parlors
new papered, buy the costliest carpet in
Boston City, for that sunny room up stairs
and exercise your inimitable taste in fitting
up into the most elegant boudoir for my
wife ! Yes, mother, for my own little
(and here let me say I havn't any preju
dice against Mra. Clara Davis for being
so tiny) Anna, just the sweetness, loveli
est, and most loveable girl you ever saw.
You will mourn tio moro fur Clara when
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ly smitten
Jonathan brought his English wife horn
tinlltes 05,011111111.
Hoof Bound.
The following are the directions of Dr,
DADD for this disease :
..In all cases we must endeavour to
give the frog a bearing on the ground
and in order to do this the shoe ought to
be removed. A dry brittle and contracted
hoof may be improved by repeated poulti
sing with soft soap and rye meal applied
cold. So soon as the hoof softens, let it
be dressed, night and morning, with tur
pentine, linseed oil, and powdered charcoal
equal parts. Yet, after all a run at grass
in a soft pasture, the animal having noth
ing more than tips on his feet, is the best
treatment A very popular notion exists,
that cow manure has a powerful effect on
a contracted hoof ; but it is the candid Opin
ion of the author, and no doubt the reader
till coine ide that filth and dirt of every
kind arc unfavorable to healthy action.—
Ouch remedy, aside from its objection on
the score of decency, savors too much of
by-gone days, when live eels were sent
on an errand down horse's throats to un
ravel their intestines. If any benefit be
longs to such an objectionable application,
it is due to 'he property it possesses of re
taining moisture ; therefore cold poultices
and water are far superior. Clay and
1 moist earth, placed in the stall for the horse
to:stand on, are fat..inferior to a stuffing of
wet oakum, which can be removed et plea
sure. In u:Jer so keep it in contact with
the sole, we have only to insinuate two
strips of wood between the sole and shoe
ono running lengthwise and the other
crosswise of the foot. It affords consider
' able pressure to the foot, is cooling and
cleanly, as far superior to the above ar
ticles!--.larin Journal
Horse Shoes Without Nails.
A Yankee by the name of Short has
invented a horse shoe which requires no
nails. He make the whole two pieces,
employing, in addition, two small screws
to aid in screwing the parts together. But
are made of mailable iron—the lower por
tion, or 'solo' being very similar to the
horse shoe ordinarily employed, but with
1 a groove around its exterior, and without
nail holes. The upper portion, or 'vamp,'
is thin, and has a flange projecting inward
form its lower edge to match the groove
in the the sole. The parts are so arms
god as to secure a tight and firm connec
tion, and the whole is made additionally
secure by the aid of the set screws before
mentioned nt the heel. A shoe of this
kind once fitted, the vamp may be made
to wear out a great number of soles. The
exterior may be highly finished and pia.
ted with silver, which gives a very fleshy
appearance to a team of lively horses, or
the shoes may be enamelled jet black when
intended for white or gray animals. One
practical advantage to be derived from this
style of shoes is the facility with which
they can be removed or exchanged, so that
a skillful hostler may exchange the shoes,
or rather the soles, on every occasion when
the presence of ice or the like renders it
desirable, and it may even be expedient in
extreme cases of exhaustion, as with race
horses, to remove the shoes altoqeter for a
time, and allow a more refreshing rest.--
I'4ml Journal.
Watermelon Molasses,
An article has been going the rounds of
papers about the practicability of making
molasses from watermelons. We felt in
credulous on the subject, but have recent
ly been presented with a bottle of it by our
friend Niue A. MASON, of Woodbury,
New Jersey, who is well known in this
market as a successful grower of the moms •
tan sweet watermelon. It was really a
nice article, clearsweet, and of very pleas.
ant flavor, Ile informed us the only pro•
cess was to boil down the pulp to about
one-half. The boiling was continued for
several hours. Whether it will pay to
manufacture molasses in this way is anoth
er question, and a matter of very great
doubt.--Farut
gar A Bedouin Arab Stallion has just
arrived at Philadelphia, of the celebrat e d
Kylan breed in Eastern Arabia. Ho is a
grey, four years old. IVe understand
*lO,OOO has been refused for him; his
owners requires *12,500. The horse wi.s
166 lays on shipboard, during which he
never laid down. He is said to be in ex
cellent health.