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Scrofula, or King's Evil,
Is a constitutional disease, a corruption of the
blood, by which this , fluid been. •es vitiated,
weak, and poor. Being in the circulation, it
pervades the whole body, and may burst out
in disease on any part of it. No organ is free
from its attacks, nor is there one which it may
not destroy. The scrofulous taint is variously
caused by mercurial disease, low living, dis
ordered or unhealthy food, impure ar, filth
and filthy habits, the depressing vices, and,
above all, by the venereal infection. What
ever be its origin, it is hereditary in the con
stitution, descending " from parents to children
unto the third and fourth generation ;" indeed,
it seems to bo the rod of Rim who says, a I
will visit tho iniquities of the fathers upon
their children."
Its effects commence by deposition from the
blood of corrupt or ulcerous matter, which, in
the lungs, liver, and internal organs, is termed
tubercles; in the glands, swellings; and on
the surface, eruptions or sores. This foul cor
ruption, which genders in the blood, depresses
the energies of life, so that scrofulous constitu
tions not only sutler• from scrofulous com
plaints, but they have far less power to with
stand the attacks of other diseases ; conse
quently, vast numbers perish by disorders
which, although not scrofulous in their nature,
are still rendered fatal by this taint in the
system. Most of the consumption which de
cimates the human family has its origin directly
in this scrofulous contamination ; and many
•destructive diseases of the liver, kidneys, brain,
and, indeed, of all the organs, arise from or
are aggravated by the same cause.
Ono quarter of all our people are scrofulous;
their persons are invaded by this lurking in
fection, and their health is undermined by it.
To cleanse 'it from the system we must renovate
the blood by an alterative medicine, and in
vigorate it by healthy food and exercise.
Such a medicine' we supply in
AYER'S
Compound Extract of Sarsaparilla,
the most effectual remedy which the medical
skill of our times can devise for this every
where prevailing and fatal malady. It is coin
bined Prom the most active remedials that have
been discovered for the expurgation of this foul
disorder from the blood, and the rescue of the
system from its destructive consequences.
Hence it should he employed for the cure of
not only scrofula, but also those other affee
t4ons which arise from it, such as ERUPTIVE
and SKIN DISEASES, Sc. ANTHONY'S FIRE,
ROSE, or ERYSIPELAS. PIMPLES, PUSTULES,
BLETCRES, BLAINS and BOILS, TUMORS. 'FETTER
and •SALT Rums, SCALD Mao, lirsowonm,
RHEUMATISM, SYPHILITIC and MERCURIAL
Dla-
RASEa, DROPSY, DYSPEPSIA, DEBILITY, and,
indeed, ALL COMPLAINTS ARISING PROM VITIA
TED OR IMPURE BLOOD. The popular belief
in o impurity of the blood" is founded in truth,
fur scrofula is a degeneration of the blood. The
particular purpose and virtue of this Sarsapa
rilla is to purify and regenerate this vital fluid,
wkhout which sound health is impossible in
contaminated constitutions.
Ayels Cathartic Pills;
FOR ALL THE PURPOSES OF A FAMILY PHYSIC,
are an comfosed that disease within the range of
their action can rarely withstand or evade them
Their penetrating properties search, and cleanse,
and invigorate every portion of the human organ
ism, correcting its diseased action, and restoring
its healthy vitalities. As a consequence of these
properties, the invalid who is bowed down with
pain or physical debility is astonished to find his
health ,r enerpit restored by a remedy at once so
simple :Aid
Not only do they cure the every-day complaints
of every body, but also many formidable and
dangerous diseases. The agent below named is
pleased to furnish gratis my American Almanac,
containing certificates of their cures and directions
for their use in the following complaints: Costive
ness, Heartburn, Headache arising from disordered
Stomach, Nausea, Indigestion, Pam in and Morbid
Inaction of the Bowels, Flatulency, Loss of Appe
tite, Jaundice, and other kindred complaints,
arising from a low state of the body or obstruction
of its function..
Ayer's Cherry Pectoral,
FOR vns RAPID Conn OF
Coughs, Colds, Influenza, Hoarseness,
Croup, Bronchitis, Incipient Consump.
Hon, and for the relief of Consumptive
Patients in advanced stages of the
disease.
So wide is the field of its usefulness and so nu
merous are the cases of its cures, that almost
li v ely ry k s n e a i n o , n r ' llo c l o irelce a n bo r u e n s c t i o s re ti rgo e m " riTa a milig b.
and even aesperate diseases of the lungs by Sts
use. When once tried, its superiority over every
other medicine of its kind is too apparent to escape
observation, and where its virtues are known, the
public no longer hesitate what antidote to employ
for the distressing and dangerous affections of - the
pulmonary organs that are incident to our climate.
While many inferior remedies thrust upon the
community have failed and been discarded, this
has gained friends by every trial, conferred benefits
on the afflicted they can never forget, and pro
duced cures too numerous and too remarkable to
be forgotten.
PREPARED BY
DR. J. C. AYER & CO.
LOWELL, MASS.
Joule READ, Agent IJuntingann, Ps.
Nor. 10, 1858.-Iy.
SE - LE PffETRIP
THE OLD PLAY-GiROUND.
I sat an hour to-day, John,
Beside the old brook stream,
Where we were school-boys in old time,
When manhood was a dream :
The brook is choked with fallen leaver,
The pond is dried away—
I scarce believe that you would know
The dear old place to-day.
The school house is no more, John,
Beneath our locust trees;
The wild rose by the window side
No more wares in the breeze;
The scattered stones look desolate.
The sod they rested on
Has been plowed up by stranger hands
Since you and I were gone.
The chestnut tree is dead, John,
And what is sadder now—
The broken grapevine of our swing
Hangs on the withered bow;
I rend our names upon the bark,
And found the pebbles rare,
Laid up beneath the hollow side,
As we had piled them there.
Beneath the gress•grown bank, John,
I looked for our old spring
That bubbled down the alder path,
Three paces from the swing ;
The rushes grew upon the brink,
The pool is black and bare,
And not a foot this many a day,
It seems has trodden there.
I took the old blind road. John,
That wandered up the hill ;
'Tis darker titan it used to he
And seems so lone and still!
The birds sing yet among the boughs,
Where once the sweep grapes hung ;
But not a voice of human kind,
Where all our voices rung.
I sat me on the fence, John,
That lies as in old time,
The same half panel in the path,
We used so oft to climb—
And thought how o'er the bars of life
Our playmates had passed on,
And left me counting on this spot - •
The faces that are gone.
BEI7E{. I 2r ST RY?.
THE SCALPED TRAPPER,
BY EDWARDS
When the fact bees= known that gold
existed in fabulous quantities within the
wilds of California, th. greatest excite.
meet probably that has ever taken place in
modern times convulsed the world, Thou
sands from the remotest ccrners of the
civilized world hastened to the El Dorado
to delve the precious metal. The wild,
romantic valleys of the Sierra Nevada and
Cascade Range, which had never been
trodden by the foot of n white men, were
now thronged with hundreds, eager and
excited; the streams which had flowed
undisturbed for ages were turned from
their natural course, and their beds anal
yzed, and the adamantine ribs of the great
mountains were forced asunder by the
one impelling desire. The Overland
Route was alive with human being., and,
for a time, it seemed that n new era had
dawned upon the world.
Saute morths atter the wild reports had
been confirmed beyond a doubt, there en
tered the city of Independence two trap
pers who hod just returned from their so.
journ at the head waters of the tributaries
of the Missouri. Snapper Jack, as he
was termed, end Steve Haie,, at first treat
ed these rumors with indifference and even
contempt. Not even the affirmations of
their own companions could convince them
and they started upon their next trapping
journey. fully believing that the multitude
that had left the States were sadly deceived
When a few days distant from the Missis•
sipii, they met a tropper, who was an old
friend, and who, in the short time Ito had
been in California, had mode his 'pile.'
This fact was a convincing argument, and
did really convince Snapper Jack that
there was a fortune to be made in that coun
try. Ilale, however, was immovable.—
Even the most earnest declarations had no
eflect, and he sneered at Jack's credulity.
The three trappers spent the night to
gether, nod the conversation that then
took place fixed the determination of each.
In the morning they separated, each taking
different directions- The trapper from
the West continued his journey towards
the States; Snapper Jack kept on towards
California, and Rule started in a north
west direction towards 'trapping grour.ds.'
Leaving the former and the latter to them
selves, we will follow the strange fortunes
of Snapper Jack, as he proceeded hope
fully and cheerfuily on his way.
Jack, although he mentioned it to no
one, had entertained a belief that gold ex
isted in any quantity in the Wahsatch
Mountains, and it was Its determination
to visit them alone and satisfy himself in
regard to it. For the purpose of greater
safety, however, he joined a company of
emigrants, and remained with them until
they had nearly proceeded as far as Pike's
Peak. While he u as with these travelers
he was the means of saving the company
from a wholesale slaughter by the Indiens,•
As Is generally the case, they placed too
great a reliance upon their numbers, and
paid no attention to the suipicious appear.
ance of several savages hovering in the
distance during the daytime.. Jack an.
nnunced to them the startling fact that they
were watched by a large number of nava.
gee, who meditated an at'ack the next night
" LIBERTY AND UNION, NOW AND PORIEVIER, ONM AND INSEPARABLI. "
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 1859.
and, as a consequence, they were fully
prepared. The prediction was true; and
the whites, about midnight, were set upon
by an overwhelming number of Indians,
who after a short but terrible struggle,
were repulsed and scatteree by the deadly
discharge of the rifles of the emigrants;
this occurrence was a lesson to the com
pany, and no night After that was spent
or; the prairie without a sufficient guard.
Jack, as we said accompanied them for
some distance further, when' binding them
adieu, he alone with his horse, struck bold
:y southward toward the Wahsatch Moun
tains. He was a too experienced hunter
to be heedless or careless of the danger
which he knew he had incurred by this
proceeding, and when he encamped upon
the prairie, it was not until he wos assured
of his safety. More then once he spent
the twenty•four hours without a moinent's
sleep, and proceeded cautiously and slow
ly through the day, watching anxiously,
and avoiding the slightest appearance of
danger At length, however, he reached
the mountains one afternoon, and spent the
night at the base. The grass was rich
and luxuriant, and choosing a secluded spot
he turned his horse to graze, intending
not to disturb him again until he left the
mountains. Then taking his traps' and
'fixin's,' and marking the spot, lie deposi
ted them in a sort of half cave, where he
judged there was no danger of their being
disterbed by intermeddling Indians. Here,
in his cave, he spent his first night in the
Wahsatch Mountains.
At morn, lid ascended the mountain and
was somewhat startled when ho discovered
that there had been Indians very re , :ently
in the vicinity. He was, however, can•
fident that with due caution he could nvoid
an encounter with theta, and had really
little to fear from an attack.
Ile was, howe•ser, disappointed. At
noon, weary with wandering over the rug.
ged wilds of the mountain, he stopped at
a smell, crystal stream to slack his thirst.
While drinking, he noticed a quantity of
yellow shining particles of sand, and he
believed at once that he had discovered
the gold. Delighted with his success, he
gathered a few grains in his hand and hold
ing, them between his thumb and finger
held them up to the light to survey them.
As he did so, several cracks from behind
the surrounding rocks and web, and a
oullet whizzed directly het veen his thumb
and finger, scattering the grains to the
winds. At the same instant a score of
reverberrated through the forest and
as many dusky savages sprang exultingly
toward him. The trapper saw that hut
one was directly in his way, and taking a
half aim, he sprang over his writhing body
and darted like a wounded animal towards
the hose of the mountain, the is hale pock
plunging after hits. •
Ile had gone but a short distance when
he found that be had been wounded by the
fire of the Indians, and would he unable
to continue his flight for any length of time.
He turned his head and saw the blood
trickling down his thigh,and at every step
it seemed as if a knife were thrust in his
flesh. Finding matters desperate he gath
ered all his strength and made towards the
point where he supposed his borne was
grazing Providence favored him, and he•
came directly upon him, without loosing a
moment in the search. Springing on his
back, he brandished his rifle over his head
and giving an exultant yell, galloped away.
'Now catch me, you cowardly devils,'
he shouted. lS'pose you'd like to lift
ha'r, wouldn't you. How does that cult?'
In an incredible short space of time he
had reloaded his rifle; and as he uttered
the last words, lie covered the form of the
foremost Indian and fired. The wounded
savage returned the fire ns he limped fo - -
ward; but the aim was wild, and the bul
let sped wild its mark.
Whore's another of the same sort, How
does that suitr
The shot, however, owing to the diffi
culty of aiming while on horseback, but
slightly wounded a savage; and the trap•
per deemtng it prudent to get beyond the
reach of his pursuers ris soon as possible,
turned and struck his horse into a fast
The savages, fearful of losing their
prey, fired together; yet strangely enough,
missed Jack, who returned a yell of defi
ance, no he again brandished his gun above
his head. He was startled, however, to
find that, although unhurt himself by the
shots of his enemies, his horse was se-
verely injured, and limped painfully. l'he
savages seemed to be aware of this; for
again giving vent to their yells of tritr,riph,
they plunged forward and continued the
. .
Luckily for Jack, the night was coming
on; and he felt confident that, could he
avoid his pursuers until then, he could
elude them a:together. Still, his chances
were desperate, indeed. As he re-loaded
his rifle, he urged his horse forward, and
the animal seemed conscious of the dunger
hanging over his master, and strove man
fully to carry him beyond the reach of it.
Jack turned to fire, and, as he did so, he
saw that two of the foremost of the sava
ges had halted and brought their pieces to
their shoulder, and the next instant a red
jet of flame sprang from before them. As
quick as lightning he dropped upon h:s
face, and the bullets whizzed over his head,
passing clejtn through the neck of his horse.
The noble ani:nal vented forth a groan,
seeminglyns much of sorrow as of pain,
staggered o moment, and as his rider
leaped (rout his back, fell to the earth,
.'l'hunder, lightning, redskins. beavers,
and bufflerv, if Snapper Jack isn't in n
tight place I' exeluimed the trapper, leap.
7 ,l'he eludes of night were now settling,
yet there was a faint moon ; and it NEM
necessary for the trapper to keep his par•
suers at a considerable distahce in order
to be beyond their sight. His pursuers
numbered about a dozen, and as he turned
he saw that two were rapidly gaining upon
him—too rapidly indeed for comfort or as
surance. His wound was becoming in.
tensely painful, and he could hardly bear
the weight of his body for an instant upon
it. The savages feeling confident that the
trapper was within reach, halted, and but
two continued the pursuit. hick discovered
this, and took hope. Gathering his strengb,
he ran forward for a short distance, when
from the great pain sank to the he ground.
The darkness had become so intense,
that the savages were not in sight; but in
a few moments the . two nppearedoand gave
a simultaneous yell of triumph,as they
beheld the prostrate form of the trapper.
Jack's face was turned from them ; une
waiting until he judged they were nigh
enough, he rclled over toward them, and
before it could be avoided shot one of the
savages in the heart. The other with a
howl of fury, leaped toward the trapper,
who fvllback and fainted, for the first time
in his life. The savage thinking hint dead
from his frightful looks, jerked his cap from
his; head seized the hair in his hand, one
running the keen point around the crown,
commenced scalr ing him. This new pain
revived Jack, who, realizing his danger,
plunged forward, and drove his knife to the
hilt in the body of the savage. The la.
dian gave his death yell as he sprang
aloft, his hand still clutched the hair of the
trapper, and carried it with him, thus ac
tually scalping him. The two beings
closed-round each other, in their death
struggle : and as the eivage breathed out
, his life, Jack also became unconscious.
When the trapper came to.himaell, the
sun was high in the heavens ; and he was
alcove upon the (treat ptairie. The blood
from his wounde d head had flowed clown
over his face t and, drying, had so closed
his eyes that it was only with great diffi
culty that he opened them. His head
seemed burning with pain; and hardly
conscious of what he was doing, hecrawled
a few rods to the left, where was a stream
of water, and washed his wounds. ibis
done he felt considerably relieved , and
placing his cap upon Ins head, began to
really think that It was not time (or bin - .
to 'go under.' I'he wound in hi., thigh
pained him little, but his scalpless head
was terrible.
'Ugh ! you thundering devil I' hissed
he, as he surveyed the fallen savage, •you
got enough o' ha'r liftin' that time, didn't
yer. Whoop.'
As if some sudden hope had sprung up
in the trapper's heart, his ghastly counte
nance twisted into a sickly smile,
'Spoon we trade ha's!'
As he said this, he stooped, and seizing
the tuft upon the savage's head tore tt off
by the route, and then gave the body a con
temptuous kick.
'Flint ar sflair, I calclate, is wot !lain%
never been done. Just think, a decent
white man tradin' ha'r with a theiving,
cowardly, nll.fired copperakin ! Wagh I'
Jack felt a strange feeling darting
through his system. His pain seemed to
cease, and the prairie appeared alive with
Indians, all with horrid visages ' hurrying
towards him. Full of terror, he uttered a
fierce yell, and darted away. He was de
lirious.
Late one afternoon, as a company of
emigrants wore slowly wending their any
over the far plains of the West, toward
California, they espied a solitary hunter
in the distance approaching. They watch.
ed him with intertst until he came up
when they seemed ate loss to tell whether
he was an inheiitant of this world or some
strange phantom that their imagination
had conjured up. His bloodshot eyes
protruded from their sockets, and his sunk
en face was covered with grizzly hair,
while hardly a fragment of his garments
remained upon him. In reply to their ques•
tions, he gave a vacant stare, and seemed
unconscious that any person was near him.
Ile permitted himself to be handled and
examined, and was as docile as a child.—
When by accident his cap was removed,
the spectators shrunk back in horror. He
seemed literally a walking corpse !
The good emigrants came to a halt for
the day, and the trapper way committed
to the care of a physician who accompa
nied them. Day after day they nursed
him until they arrived at California, where
he was still taken care of, rind finally re
covered—thus presenting the strange spec
tacle of a living man who hall been
scalped I He related his story to his
friends; end thanking them As beet he
could, left them.
But whet is probably as singular as
anything that has been related, is the fact
that Snapper Jack actually visited the
Wahsatch Mountain again upon a horse.
He affirmed that he came across the two
mouldering skeletons of the savages who
caused him so much trouble ; and in the
whitened bones of one hand he beheld lila
own scalp, and carried it with him. But
what affected hint the most was the remains
of his faithful horse.
He remained a number of month, in ihe
mountains, without encountering an ene
my ; and finally returned to Independence
seemingly well pleased with his fortune.
Whether he actually discovered gold is un
known and will probably remain so anti!
he chooses to tell.
or- A clam merchant, meeting one of
his own fraternity the other day, whose
pony might be co'sidered as a beautiful
specimen of an equine skeleton, remons
trated with the owner, and asked him if he
ever fed him. Ever feed him ! Come,
now, that's a good tin,' was the reply ;
f he's got a bushel and a half of oats ut
home now, only be ain't got no time to eat
• ein !'
3SIZSCELLANEUM
[From the National Intelligence r.l
THE LAST EIILLETi
AN INCIDNNT OF COMMODORE STEWART'S ALOE
RINE EXPERIENCE.
The United States ship of-war Constella
tion was anchored in the harbor of Algiers,
whither she hod proceeded under com
mand of Commodore Preble, having on
board, among other officer•, Charles Stew
art, then an acting Lieutenant,
It was the watch of young Stewart, and
he was pacing to and fro on the deck,
about half an hour after sun set, when he
sow a small boat containing a single per
son, coming off from the Old Port, as the
western part of the town is called, and
heading for the ship.
This person was rowing with all his
might, and Stewart was not tong in dis
covering the cause. Close behind the sin
gle boatman tons seen a large rover filled
with men, whose presence was announced
by a continued firing at him of whom
they were In such determined pursuit,
holding on their way until they were un
der the very guns of the ship.
'Now, by my soul !' cried Stewart,
may I be shot if I don't teach those fel
lows a lesson. Stand by, Mr. Rogers,' he
added, addressing a favorite gunner, 'throw
a lit"le grape into that fellow,. . .
An rnaCant later a wreath of smoke I
curled up Irom the side of the ship, arid
as 'he report went booming over the wa
ter the iron messenger sped on its way,
crashing into the ['sensing boat, severely
wounding two or three of her crew. She
instantly turned .to put,bnck, nt the same I
time that the fugitiVe reached his destine-
Lion and come up the side into the presence !
of the officer of the deck. He was no
elderly men, with a stout frame and brown•
ish features ; bet it required but a stogie
glance from the Lieutenant to see that he
Was English or American As soon as lie j
was sufficiently recovered from his over
exertion to breathe he went on to tell his
story, to which Stewart listened with much j
excitement. The new comer was an !
American citizens, named James Collins,
a native of New York, who with his wife
and daughter, had been taken from an
American vessel at the same time as its
commander and crew, titre years before, I
by an Algerine pirate. Ills wife had
since died, and he and his daughter had
b •en enduring since his capture all the
horrors of a hopeless and aggravated cap-
tivity ; but the worst part of the poor man's
story, and that which moved Lieutenant
Stewart the most was the announcement
that his daughter, a gentle ow/ beautiful
girl, was on the eave of being forced . into
detestable union with the very wretch who
hod bought her and her father ns slaves.
. My agony at these circumstances eul•
urinated not two hours ago,' finished the
father, 'when I strack the persecutor'
insensible to my feet and ffud. By dint of
exertion I managed to reach the water
side, and embarked before the pursuers
could prevert it. But though I have
sue.cee 'ed i i reaching this place of safety,
my poor Alice is still in the power of her
tormentor, exposed to his vengeance ; and
1 am almost crazy at thinking that she
may even now be subject to a fate worse
than death. If I could only guide a bent's
crew under your orders'—,
'Ono moment,' interrupted Stewart.—
. Stay where you are until I have seen
Commodore Preble.'
One moment the young Lieutenant was
engaged with his commander in the cabin,
and then ho came forth with a stern smile
of satisfaction on his features. Ten min•
utes had not passed before n cuttt r with
twelve chosen men pushed off in the dark
ness, with the Lieutenant and the stranger
in the stern and nipidly struck out (or the
•shore.
Our owner,' said Mr. Collins, resides
in the western part of the city. There is
a coast guard established, but 1 do ni.t ap
prehend that toe shall have any special
trouble from that source. 1 think we can
land below, go up the streets to the house,
and curry off my child, and all without
losing a tnan.'
The boat landed, after twenty minutes
01 rapid progress, at a small whirl near the
Geleta, in the western part of the town.
The arrival was certainly observed, but
not a great deal of attention wan bestowed
upon it by :he stupid Algerines. Leaving
part of his men in the cutter with orders
to lie down under the it hart, Lieut. Stew
art and the remainder of his lorco followed
the footsteps of Mr. Collins, who led the
way rapidly up the intervening streets.
On arriting at his late-prison, an old,
dingy looking structure, extremely spa
cious, having all the looseness of the Moor.
ish wyle. the party discovered that silence
and darkness we re the principle features
of the scene. Not a sound was beard nor
a word uttered. The whole building
seemed deserted, '1 he agony of the fath
er was extreme.
0, my child, my child !' he cried, no
longer able to control the terrible emotions
which had been surging through his soul
during the last hour, shall I never sce
thee snore ?'
A Moorish slave came around from the
rear of the building, and assured his fel
low captive that the girl had been carried
off by the noisier, and the , no one was at
home save himself. But even as the lying
rascal uttered the concluding words a wild
shriek was heard in the chamber, and the
next moment a young and beautiful girl of
seventeen summers appeared at one of the
front windows, looking like a spectre in
her garments of spotless white.
My child, my Alice !' said Collins.
Save me, father !' was the response ;
and while shouts and groans proceeded
from the interior of the building the maid
en threw herself from the low window, fal•
ling into the very arms of her father and
Lieutenant Stewart.
- The Very moment of this re-union was
destined to be that in which a company of
Algerine troops came round the nearest
corner, marching up the street in the direc
tion ol Lieut. Stewart and his men. It
was also at the same moment thot the old
Moor, .vho had so long considered himself
the proprietor of Mr. Collins and his
daughter, came to the window and set up
a startling yell.
'This way !' cried Mr. Collins, and he
dashed open the front door of the building,
and conducted the entire party within.
Look to your weapons, and take the
rat cols oil their pins the instant they halt!'
said Stewart.
A sharp and determined struggle soon
commenced, in the course of which half
the Moorish soldiers were killed, and the
remainder finally gave way, But the res
cuers had exp,niel all their ammunition,
and only a single bullet was remaining ;
that won in a large horse pistol, in the
hands of Lieutenant Stewart. He was
just wondering what he should do with it,
when the old Moor came down stairs
with a hugh sabre in his grasp, and mode
a fdrious dash at Mr. Collins and his daugh
ter, with murder written on his features
and flashing from his eyes. This sudden
arrival decided the destination of the last
bullet.
Take It, you black devil I' aald Stew.
art,just or the blow was descending, and
he fired his weapon. the ball passing
through the miscreant's head, and bringing
him dead to the floor. -
Now, boys,' added Lieutenant Stewart,
we ore a going to finish with a hand to
hand fight. The powder and ball are out
we must trust to the sword.'
Closely followed by his men, as well as
by Collins and Alice, the Lieutenant led
the way towards the boat. It seemed as if
Algiers had turned out to witness the tri
umphal retreat, the streets being filled with I
thousands of men and women, collected
together by the brief contest at, the Moor's
house, - but not an attempt was made to Its.
tercept the progress of the party, the Al
gerinee contenting themselves with scowls
and denunciations: Ten minutes later and
the rescuers were at the cutter, twenty
minutes more and the entire party were
safely back to the Constellation, not hav
ing lost a man. The young Lieutenant
received the hearty thanks of his superior,
to say nothing of the gratitude of Mr.
Collies and his daughter whose family
proved to be of consequence in New York;
and we are assured that Charley Stew
art was never happier in his life than when
Miss Alice was united to one of his 'chums,'
a noble hearted Lieutenant, now a corn
' tnodore who fell in love with the rescued
maiden, during the Constellation's home
ward passage.
A Tilltit AT VISTICIIFtS.
During the operations of the allies in the
Crimea it was resolved to tarry the water
from a beautiful spring of the finest Croton,
to the camp. Leather pipes, of hose, were
employed, which wete laid on the ground,
One morning, while the Water Was being
supplied, the minaret sounded to prayet,
and one of the Turkish soldiers immediate
ly went flop on his knees to praise Allah
Unfortunately he Went cluttn right upon
the hose, and his weight consequently
stopped the current of that 'first of elements'
as Pinder calls water, in his first Olympiad.
'Get up,' cried an English soldier.—
'Vouley yeas avez, la bonze, mon cher
Monsieur le Torque,' cried a Frenchman
with his native politeness, 'to
.0t up.'
'That ain't the way to make e 'Putt
move,' cried another, 'this is the dodge.'
So saying, he knocked his turban off.—
Still the pious Musseltnan went on with
his devotions.
make him stir his stumps,' said an•
other Englishman, giving him a remarka
bly smart kick. To the wonder of all, still
the unturbaned, well kicked follower of
the Prophet went on praying as though he
was a forty-horse parson.
.Hoot awn, mon—l'll show ye ham we
serve lbstinnte folk at mild Reckie,' quiet.
ly observed a Scotchman. He was, how
ever; prevented; for, the 'l'urk having fin•
;shed his 'Allah.vis en allah,' rose and be
gun to take of his coat—then to roll up his
sleeves, and then to bee,' w his palms with
saliva, and then to put himself into the
most approved boxing attitude, a la Yan
kee Sullivan. He then advanced in true
Tom Hver style to the Englishman who
had kicked bum on the lumber region. 'A
ring ! a ring !' shouted the soldiers and
saihrs, perfectly astonished to see a Turk
such an adept in the fistic art.
. . .
The Englishman, nothing loath to have
a bit of fun with a Turk, of such a truly
John Bull state of mind, set to work, hut
found he bad met his master—in bye rnm•
tiles ho had received his quantum sa,
As the Turk coolly replaced, his coat and
turban—he turned round and said to the
admiring bystanders, in the pure brogue—
'Bad luck to ye, spatpeenst when yere af
thee kicking a 'Park, I'd advise ye the
next time to be sure he's not an Irishman !'
The mystery was solved—our Turk was
a Tipperary man !_
._
A KEEN KEPROOF.—Did our readers
ever hear the dry bon•mot of Talleyrand,
which so took the conceit out 01 a
young coxcomb at tome table in Paris
where he chanced to be dining ? .My
mother,' said the dandy, . was renowned
for her beauty, She was certainly the
handsomest woman I have ever seer.'
Ah I' said Talleyrand, looking • him
through and ' taking his measure' at once,
4 it was your father, than, who was not
good•looking !'
*
Editor & Proprietor.
NO. 37,
POETICAL?:
PRAYER.
There is an eye that never sleeps
Beneath the wing of night;
There is an ear that never shuts
When sink the beams of light ;
There is an arm that never tires,
When human strength gives way ;
There is a love that never faila
When early loves decay ;
That eye is fixed on seraph throngs ;
That ear is filled with angels' songs ;
That atm upholds the world un high;
That love is throned beyond the sky,
But there's a power which man can wield,
When mortal aid is vain—
That eye, that arm, that love to reach,
That listening ear to gain, '
That power is Prayer, which soars on high,
And feeds on bliss beyond the sky.
OUR CHIP B.S.SELETTt
COMPATBETWEENTWO Faoos.—A few weeks
since some masons were at work repairing Rol.
lie' oil factory at Somerville, Mass., when they
became the witnesses of a singular combat of
about an hour's duration, between two monster
bullfrogs, inhabitants of two pools in the rear
of the building, about 11 o'clock in the fore.
noon, and approached each other cautiously,
each eyeing the other, until they were about a
foot apart, when they jumped at each other
and commenced the fight. They struck, bit,
and clinched furiously, and when a fall decided
a round, both would draw off and puff for a
moment, when they would renew the combat.
After about an hour spent in uninterrupted
fighting, with the exception of two or three
brief respites, each crawled off to his pool and
disappeared. Neither was "exactly dead "but
both were "kinder gin eout." The fight itself
was singular enough, but the Net that it was
witnessed, but not interfered with, by some thir.
ty or forty frog spectators, of all kinds and si
zes, adds to the novelty of the incident. Our
informant, (Mr. Edward Orate, officer of the
U. S. Courts,) says that at the beginning of the
fight the frogs assembled about the fighting
ground .from the surrounding pools attracted
doubtless by the noise made by the combat.
ants, and that they continued peaceable spec
tators of tTie "tnill," occasionally intarrupting it
by excited croaking. but at no time approach•
leg the parties engaged in it nearer than with.
in two or three feet. When the contest was
ended, they nearly simultaneously departed,
1 --Boston Traveller.
Comoro x Woaus.--The last edition of Web ,
ster's Dictionary gives the following dofni•
dons I
&waves—The name of an active and hardy
body of soldiers in the French service, origin.
ally Arabs, but now Frenchmen who wear the
Arab dress. It is derived from the Arabia
word 7mtmona, a confederacy of the Arabia
tribes who live on the mouutains back of Al•
. . . .
Magyars is the name of a'people who in the
9th century invaded and overrun Hungary,
previously settled by the Huns. The Magyars
are still the dominant rare in Hungary.
Coolie, or C myl, or Kuli, is a Hindostan
word and means day laborer. The Europeans
in China have adopted it to designate Chinese
day laborers. The term is therefore applied
to the day laborers both of India and Chine,
.
Sepoys sephui), means a native of
India employed itt the military service of II
European power,"
le'The secret band of Douglas Democrats
seems to be spreading. Already there is an
organization in every city, and soon will be in
et•cry village and hamlet in the country. The
object of the secret order is to secure delegates
to the Charleston Convertion, who will go for
Douglass and pull the wires to secure his nom•
ination. Douglass is the oldest, and at the
same time the most corrupt politician in the
Democratic party. As a statesman he has
many superiors, but as a wire pulling, unscru•
pulous demagogue no equal. His friends are
sanguine of success, and if fraud and trickery
can secure his nomination, NI, may expect to
see bim a candidate. If he cannot succeed in
muting that nomination, then we may expect
to find him an independent candidate, (or can•
didate he is bound to be.
Toe SLAVE TRADE.—It. has been the cry of
the northern democratic preen, for same months,
that the alave trade has not been re•opened—
that all the atones circulated to that effect are
bash —mere inventions of the enemy. What
mean, then, the reaolutious which Democratic
State Conventions in the north are now begin.
wing to adopt, denouncing the reopening of this
traffic? If it is or bee not been re eased why
denounce it? Aud if it has been re-vened, is
cot the Administration responsible for what it
could easily prevent, if it would?
BALTlMoll4,—Rowdlism has reached such a
height, and the authorities seem so powerless
to repr,ss it, that the citizens have called a
public meeting to take such measures as may
be necessary to preserve the public peace. The
latent notable incident in the reign of rowdy.
ism was the attack, by one of the notorious
blackguard , ' of the city, upon au editor in an
omnibus. The latter shot the rowdy in three
places, successfully defending himself from at
tack.
SHE " FLU THE TRACK l"—A Mississippi cod
Court Clerk, having issued a marriage license
for a young 'non, shortly after received the
following note from him :
STEAM. us' Miss July the 5 1859:
Mr. Moody pies let This matter stand over
ontill further orders the girl has Flu the track
By her own Request and Release my name off
of this Bond if you pies.
/16)"The Pittsburgh Pod, a Democratic pa
per, which, a few weeks since, with a flourish,
announced James Buchanan as a candidate
for reelection, appears to have found out timk
that was a foolish movement. It has now a
call fur a meeting of the friends of Stephen A.
Douglas, rannerowdy signed, for the purpose
of nominating him as the Democratic candidate
for that office.
Ten EXPORT or Srame.—The export of ape.
cie from New York, from Jan. let up to Sate
nrday last was in round numbers, $41,000,000,
and from Boston about slo,ooo,ooo,—total
$27,000,000. The receipts iu the same period,
from California and other sources, have not
exceeded $28,000,000. The difference, $29,-
000,000, has been drawn from. the banks arrel
the pockets of the people.