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VOLUME XX '
NEW SPRINi
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GEORGE STOVER
LIAS RETURNED FROM PRILADEL
. FULA wiTa A SUPPLY.OF'
IRY GOIS9
NOTIONS, QUEENSWARE
GROCERIF,S,
SW'. To whioll he invites the attention of
of -his patrons.and the public generally.
./Ifurch 30, 1866
AMERICAN LIFE INSURANCE AND •
° TRUST CO.,
Corner Fourth and Walnut Streets, Philadelphia
ncorporated 1850. Charter Perpetual. A ether-
Capital, 15500,000. Paid lip Capital, $250,000
Philadelphia, Feb. 4, 1861.
The Trustees have this day declared a Dividend
of FIFTY PER CENT, on all premiums received
upon MUTUAL POLICIKS during the year ending De
e' Other 31st, 1863, arid in force at that date, the s
hove amount to be credited to said Policies, nod
have also ordered the Dividend oft 860 on Policies
issued during that year to be paid, as the annual
premiums on said Policies are received.
OFFICERS.
]'resident—A•leeander Whi
Secretary and Treasurer—John S. IN ilsun.
AL./wiry—John C Sims. •
BOARD OP TRUST CES.—Alexander Whig
din, J. Edgar Thomson, George Nugent, Hon. Jae.
Pollock. Albert 0. Roberts. P. B. Mingle. Samuel
Work, William J. Howard, lion. Joseph At'ism,
Samuel T. Bodine, John Aik mum, Charles F. Heaz
litt, [saac liazlelturst.
Wu. G. RE:tD, Ohambersiourg Pa., is the general
Agent of the American Life insurance and Trust
Company ter Franklin Co.
Jun. IiOCULAS, Agent for Waynesboro' and vicin
ity.
RE artENCEs.—Joutz PUMPS and WILLIAM
11 Ilno•rnna•cu:t.
Call and get a pamphlet.
JOS. DOUG LAS, Agent
Oct. 12, 1865,.1y
EAGLE HOTEL.
Central Square, Hagerstown, rim
r IIE above well-known and established Hotel
jt . has•been re-opened and entirely renovated, by
the undersigned. antl.now offers to the public every,
comfort and attraction found in the best hotels.—
THE - TA ULE istountifully 'supplied with every
dense., tke .market will afford, THE SALOON
contains the choicest liquors, and is constantly and
skilfully attended. 'nib' STABLE is thoroughly
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connuodate.custouters,
JOHN FISHER,
_Proprietor.
Ilagerstown,-Junce2 -
BARBERING f BARBERING I
TOM subscriber, woullinform his obstom era a nd
tho.public generally dint he loirpoges ,contin
ilingl4eVultbering busineso. next door to New
!Elrocery, , ,having purchased 'Alio interest-..01c. U.
-llhoystal-in: the.Bhop,andliis.nowproparotilo do bolt ,
entling,'shoving, ehampoening, etc.. in, tho
style:77lltolettronago.o , the public is respectful:) ,
, • WM. A MILT.
180.
WAYNESBORO, FRANKLIN COUNTY, PENNSYLVANIA, FRIDAY MORNING; OCTOBER 12, ISM
3PC,3MIT'XC,ALIA.
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SEILE IND BE CONTENTED
The world mows old, and men grow cold
To each while seeking treasure,
And what with want, and care, and toil,
We scarce have time for pleasure.
But never mind, that ia.a loss,
Not much to be lamented;,
Life rolls on gaily if we will
But smile and be contented.
If we aro poor and would be rich,
It will not be by pining;
No, steady hearts and hopeful minds
Are life's bright silver lining.
There's ne'er a man that dared to hope,
Math of his choice repented;
The happiest souls on earth are those
Who smile and be contented.
When grief doth come to rack the heart,
And fortune bids us sorrow,
From hope we May a blesSing reap,
And consolation borrow.
If thorns may rise where roses bloom,
It cannot be prevented;
• So make the best of life you can,
And smile and be contented.
MatZiSCJX3lialm:A.lq"L''.
JOB PLYMPTON'S GHOS T
BY REV. BORATE() ALGER, JR
Job Plympton early gave himself up to
an inordinate love for money.
A narrow, close fisted man, never known
to give privately or to publics objects, he
succeeded by hook ar by crook to accumulate
some fifty thousand dollars: He had never
married, but lived only by himself in a
penurious way, denying himself the ordinary
comfort of life.
It was shrewdly suspected that not a little
of his money bad come .to him by unfair or
fraudulent. means.. Some years before he
had committed to his charge ' two orphan
children of his brother, a bey and a girl, who
liv,ed in his house anti. maturity, and were
then turned adrift with theAntitnation that
they had 'eaten nim out of house and home,
and that he, could do no more for their.
John Plyrupton, his nephew now a spirit•
ed young fellow of twenty-two, had hired
lodgings for himself and his sister, obtained
a situation us clerk in the village store, and
was likely to do well, lie had supposed
until recently that his father had left noth
ing, as his uncle had constantly assured him,
but a letter of his father's discovered since
became of age
,enlightened him on this
point. To hrs unbounded astonishment he
learned that his uncle had received with
them in trust the sum of six thousand dol
lars, which he had cooly appropriated to his
own use. relying upon the fact that no 3ne
but himself knew that John's father had
left anything.
Flow to force his uncle to make restitu
tion he:hardly knew. He knew that the
old man would contest the matter inch by
inch. Vet the money would be very service
able.. Half the money will enable him to
enter into, partenship with his employer,
while the other half, which came to hia sis
ter, would enable her at once to marry a
worthy an d industrious young man who
sought luir baud, but from poverty would be
unable to marry her'for three or four years,
by which, time ho might have made suffi
cient provision to enable them to start to
housekeeping.
About this time his uncle fell sick--not
dangerously, but he was likely to be, confin
ed to his room for some weeks.
This gave John a new idea
The letter which ho had discovered of his
father's would probably not be sufficient in
the eye of the.law to farce a restitution from
bin tinele, though it' might produce moral
conviction in the minds of a jury, and cover
his uncle's name .with disgrace. But Job
Plympton would prefer disgrace to restitu
tion, as his nephew well understood.
But there was one other way His uncle
was very superstitutions, especially trader
theitifluence of sickness, and his fears might
be worked upon in a way asto load him to do
justice -Ryon io sickness, he was too pen
urious to have a nurse in constant attend
ance, Ile engaged an Irish woman in the
neighborhood to oome in three times a day,
and bring is his meals for a nominal price.
During the remainder of the time he was a
lone. In the midst of his wealth he allowed
himself to be neglected, merely for the satis
faction of savior , : r up a few more coins of gold
and silver, which, at best he must soon part
with- But great is the folly and inconsist
ency of avarice.
When it has become a passion it occupies
the whole wind and soul to the exclusion of
everything else.
Hew slightly indisposed, Mr, Job Plymp
ton always - feared that death was at 'hand.-
-Death seemed 'the more • terrible 'to him be
cause he roust leave his gold behind
The only thing he had eared for is life Must
be taken away from him with life, ,
After some deliberation John Plympton
decided to take advantage of his uncle's su
,persticieus fears, not -altogether willingly,
liui without, hesitation, because he heat , / that
there was on .other way of righting .his sister
and himself. We will see how well he suc
ceeded.. -
Lato-onelliglat lutr.}9yrepton'lsy. tossing
about on his hard pallet. He was unable to
sleep, forit so happened that he - -had been
thinking than very evening of the wrong be
had - done to the -Obildrob or his dead 'broth
er,;and was vaguely.olartned lest,in seen way
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retribution should come upon him. This
uneasiness of mind was probably increased
by his bodily weakness, for he had been un
willingto incur the expense of suitable food.
lie ha long hesitated whether to order the
purchase of a chicken, which bad been rec
ommended as suitable food for one in his
state, but finally decided against it because
poultry was rather high at that time.
When his restlessness was at its height he
was suddenly startled by a sound outside
the door. It was not the time for Bridget
to visit him, and his first thought was that
it might be thieves.
The door slowly opened, the old man's
eyes being fastened upon it with a glance of
terror, which was greatly heightened when a
tall figure, completely robed in white, enter
ed the room ana slowly advanced to his bed
side. •
Job • Plympton cowered and shrunk .back,
his hair raising on end at his fright
With difficulty be — sunceete
out. "Who—are—von?"
The figure passed' to the center of the
room, awl in a hollow voice, answered, Don't
you know tne, Job?'
'No,' stammered the sick man, his teeth
chattering as if' he was in•an ague fit.
'Yet you knew me well when I was in life,'
proceeded our ghost.
'Are—you- . ;—a—spirit?' inquired Job in a
fresh accent of terror.
The figure in White nodded slowly and em
phatically.
'What—do—you—want—of—me?' inqui
red Job in quivering accents. -4
pYott do not ask me who I am?' demanded
tho figure.
'Excuse me—l did not think. Who—are
—you?'
am the spirit of your brother.'
Here Job Plympton's.teeth began to chat
ter anew.
'I am the spirit 'of your wronged end de
ceived brother. When I died I the sum
of six thousand dollars to my children.—
John and Emma. Is this not true ?'
'Ye-es.
'And what have you done pith the mon
ey ?' demanded the spirit sternly.
'I- 7 —forgive me--I kept it.'
'And never let them know the provisions
which I loft for them ?'
• 'Yes, It is all true:
'And why did yOu do this ?'
'Because thought it would be better
for them not to know. They might have
squandered it ; you know. It might have
prevented their working and being industri
ous—l always meant to give it to them When
I died.
'How do you know that your soul may not
be demanded of you this night.'
'Oh, no, no exclaimed the old man al
most with a scream, 'not to-night, I am not
ready—l am not prepared to go' •
'You•say right—you are not fit to dio with
this wrong on your soul. But men are
sometimes called when. they are unprepar
ed.'
repair the wrong.'
IV-ill you give back the money ?'
'Yes. It shall be done to-morrow.'
'To-morrow is too late. It must be done
to-night,'
`But my nephew is not here. How can I
do it to night ?'
'Sign this' paper '•
'l.—have no ink.
'Here it is '
Job glanced nervously over the paper,
which red as follows :
hereby transfer to my nephew, John
Plimpton, and his sister Emma. sixty shares
in the B Bank, being the amount of
property left me in trust for them, by there
late father, my brother.'
The old man affixed his signature to this
document unwillingly enough, and with many
a groan, yet even at that moment thinking
there were no witness to his signature. when
Squire Dunbar the village lawyer, and his
son, noiselessly entered the room.
Just in time, Squire Dunbar; to witness
my uncle's signature,' said the ghost in hiA
natural voioe,_at the same time throwing off
the sheet and sbowisig the straight figure
and ruddy face of John Plympton.
'That I will do with pleasure,' said the
lawyer.
In less than a minute the document was
legally attested and bocame valid.
Job Plympton seeing the trick which had
been practiced upon him, shook with pas
sion.
'Give me back that paper, you scoun
drel,' he gasped, •how dare you cheat me
so 7'
'Uncle,' said the nephew firmly, 'I regret
that I was forced to snob a method of right
ing myself. Yon must blame yourself, you
have proved false to a brother's dying trust,
and defrauded two helpless children of their
rightful inheritance. This sues which has
now rovoket to the legal owners is but a
small part of your property. Make a better
use of what is left, and do not hasten your
own death by your inordinate avarice.'
Job Plympton was compelled to sttbm.it
with what grace he could. But •tbe habits
of a life time are not easily given up. lam
afraid he will never cease to be a miser.
James Buchanan, the O. P. F., is said to
be in better health than at any previous time
for six yeikrs past. .lle takes his Mononga
hela regularly, and supports the policy or
Presidium Johnson, as a matter of course,
it being in consonance with his own when he
declared that
_while secession was unwise
there was no constitutional power to oppose
it.
In Iklassaohuseets.there is a place called
Sanberry, where Mr. Nehemiah Blackberry
married Miss Susan Elderberry, a niece - of
Deacon Dusenberry, of Minbery. The core- .
mooy was' performed by the Rev. 'Mr: Vran•
berry, at the' house of Mr. IltrlleberrY.
Well, if their - children don't wake ~0 0seber.
lies, what aort'of berryi will they
•
Palling of the Stars Expected. •
According to a recent investigation by
Prof. Newton, of Yale College, who has de
voted much time to - the subject, it is stated
that a great meteoric shoWer, similar in its
character to the one that fell on the morning
of the 13th November, 1833, will probably
occur about the 13th or 34th of November,
of this year. , These phenomena are said to
be periodical, returning at intervals of about
33 years. So confident are astronomers gen
erally that it will then appear, that extensive
preparations are being made by soientifi men
in Europe to observe it Its occurrence in
1833 is thus described in the Journal of that
far. The account was written by the late
lion. David F. Gordon, then editor , of this
paper. Says the editor :
'The phenomena of shooting stars and cor
ruseations of light in the mosphere on
Wednesday morning, were observed by ma
n persons in this place-and—excited—much
astonishment in all, and in some we ate in-
in gasping
formed no little dismay. * '*
An opinion prevailed amongst some of, the
gazers that the end of all things was at hand
and Scripture was cited to show that the last
day was to be preceded by phenomena of
this description. • The appearances resem
bled in some respects the Common phenome
na of falling stars, but in numbers rarely wit
nessed. It is the opinion of the observers
that many thousands were seen, some of them
leaving long trains of, ljght,_ which retained
their brightness while one might tell a hun
dred. There was besides an apparent falk
ins of minute particles of light, resembling
snow flakes so nearly as to prodUce from time
to time the idea amongst the beholders that
they were actually falling on their clothes,
and our informant adds that himself and sonie
of those near him were observed in the act
of brushing them off with the hand. At
times a hissing or whistling sound was heard
like that of a bullet passing swiftly through
the air, or the rapid combustion of moisten
ed gun powder. It is not certain at what
time the lights began to• appear. Some per.
sons who were hunting i woods in the
neighborhood of this :we repo ed that they
commenced at midn',,ht and exeit so much
alarm as to drive them home. It is certain
that they continued with 'little intermission
from four o'clock till the light of the sun
rendered theminvisible. The lights, which
fell or seemed to fall, came from the south
east, while those which moved horrizontally ,
were observed to fly in, various directions.- , -
In a superstitions ag e these phenomena
would undoubtedly be regarded as porten
tous forerunners of some important change
in the economy of nature : in ours they aro
thought to portend nothing but a coming
Starvation in Alabama
About two or three weeks ago, says the
Montgomery, Alabama, Ad vertiser,in a house
near 'the Fair Grounds, a woman was found
dead on the floor. She had fallen from the
bed. and must have died during the night.—
Around her lay her four little daughters, the
oldest one about twelve years of ago. Day
break revealed to them their mother's dead
body lying on the floor. But this was not all;
these little girls lying around her were dying
for the want of bread and attention. In this
fix they were found and brought by some one,
in a little cart, to Bishop Cobb's Home for.
Orphans. They were brought there on Fri
day. When these little girls cane to the
Home 'they were the picture of misery and
want, and had searcely a rag on to hide their
nakedness; emaciated and sallow, they looked
like living skeletons, ani they wore crying
for bread. The baby, about three years of
age. died on Saturday.' . The poor little thing
was too near gone for any human aid to do
her any good. She begged for bread until
she died.
Anorher one named Lizzie, about seven or
eight years.of age, died on Wednesday.—
She was a pretty little girl, but reduced .to a
mere skeleton. She begged those .around
her to give her some meat and bread to the
last. The other two are still at the Home.
It was thought at first that they would die
too, but the oldest one, a bright, sweet little
gill, is improving. Tier account of the suf.
fering they underwent is enough to melt the
hardest heart to tears—how they cried for
bread and could not get it—that they_ had
been drawing rations, but when they all got
sick they sent their ticket by a negro we
-man; but that the ticket was • torn up, and
the answer was, "no more rations"—and how
their poor sick mother, the evening before
she died, with tears streaming down her
cheeks, pressed them to her bosom—and
much more which this little girl told me in a
straightforward manner, and which had truth
stamped upon what she said.
The 'other little girl, named Mary, about.
nine years of age, is still very low, and it is
doubtful whether she will evet get well.
A USEFUL SKILLET.—.A Southern oorres
pondenr gives the following illustration of
the poverty . of Southern resources in the
culinary art, which is rather good:
`The style of cooking, generally, is a fen=
taro that cannot fail to attract the attention
of the traveler in the South, and a good an•
ecdote was told me by a Southern gentleman
on this point:
'An old Quaker lady bad traveled in the
South, and on her•returu North was asked
by a friend what she thought of the cooking.
She replied:
IV ell, thee can have an instance: I stay;
od at a 'friend's house, and in the morning I
had a" yrash in. I had no more
than made any toilet, %Wen a servant came
for the skillet. Soon after, onlooking oral of
the Window, where I had a fall view of the ,
kitchen,, I saw' the cook scald out the.skillet
and 'then 'lry some pork in it; then she used
it to warm some potatoes, and then boiled
sonscLeoffeela it. It'Appeared to be a very
useful utensil 'for all purpos3i. : Ou retiring
to bed that night, lo and behoLl!. there was
the skillet . uuder the bee"
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• 'Timothy, that air yaller hen's satin' agin, '
said Mrs. Hays to her son, one morning at
breakfast.
'Well 4 let her set,' remarked Timothy,
helping himself to a large , piece of cheese,
reckon I oan stan&it us long as -she esp.!
'I do wish you would try to be, a little
more equinomioal to cheese, Timothy, I've
out the very last of myavery day lot, and ft
is only the first of May. And now, as soon
as you've done eating I want you to go out
and break up that hen. She's setting on an
old axe and two bricks now.'
'I hope she'll hatch Ism,' returned Timo
thy.
'lf she was set now, she'd hatch the fourth
week in May.. It's a bad sign; something
tillers happens arter it. • Stop :giogling,,Her
en Maria, by the time you get to be as old
as-yer-tna,—yell-see - further-than-you—de
now. There was Jenkins' folks, their grey
top-knot hatched the last of May, and Mrs .
Jenkins, she had the conjunction of lungs,
and would have died if they hadn't killed a
lamb and wrapped her , in tho hide , while it
was warm. That was all that saved her.'
With such a startlinc , proof of the truth
and omen before him. .Timothy finished his
breakfast in haste and departed for the barn,
from which, he soon returned beating the
squalling biddy by the leg'. , . • .
'What shall Ido with her, M other? She'll
get on again, and she's as cross as bedlam—
she skinned my hands, and would be the
death of me if she could get loose.'
'l've heer'n it said that it was a good
plan to throw 'em up in the air,' said Mrs.
Hays. 'Aunt Peggy broke one of setting
only three times trying. Spos'n you try it.'
'Up shuooes, head or tail?' cried Tim,
as he tos sed volcano skyward.
'Lind-a-massy,' exclaimed Mrs. 11., 'She's
coming down into the pan of bread that I
set out on the great rook to rise? Tim, its
strange that you can't do nothing without
overdoing it.
"Down with the traitors, up with the
stars,' sang on Tim, elevating biddy again
with something less than a pint of batter
• hanging to her feet.
'Good gracious me: wuss and wuss,' cried
Mrs. Hays. and Tim agreed with , her; for
the hen had come down on the well polish.
ed tilt of Esquire Bennet. who 'happened to
be passing, and the dignifiel old gentleman
was tire father of Cynthia Bennett, the
young lady with whom Tim was seriously
enamored.
The squire looked .daggers, brushed off
the dough with his handkerchief ; and strode
on in silence.
'Yes, but it's going .up again,' said Tith
spitefully, seizing the clucking Biddy and
tossing her at random into the air. Biddy
thought it time to manifest her individual.
ty, and with a loud scream she darted against
the parlor window, broke through', knocked
down the canary cage and landed plump
in the silken lap of Mrs. Gray, who was
boarding at the farm house.
Mrs: Gray screamed with horror, and
starting up, dislodged Biddy, who flow at
her reflection in the looking-glass with an
angry hiss. The glass was shattered and
down came the hen astonished beyond mea
sure, against a vase of flowers. which upset,
and in falling knocked over the stand dish
and deluged with water a pair of drab•col
ored velvet slippers, which Helen Maria was
embroidering for her lover, Mr. James Hen
shew,
Helen entered the room just as the mis
chief had boon done and viewing the- ruin
she at once laid it to her brother Timothy.
She heard his stop behind her and the un
fortunate hen she flung full into his face.
Thero was a smothered oath,
.and the hen
came back with the force of a twenty pound
shot.
Helen was mad. • Her eyes were nearly
put out with the feathery dust and dough,
and she went'at Timothy with true feminine
zeal. She broke his watch•guard into a do
zen pieces, crushed his dicky and began to
pull his whiskers out by the roots when she
suddenly remembered that Timothy bad no
whiskers to pull out by the roots.
But when she came to look closer per
ceived that the man sin had nearly annihi
lated was not Timothy, but James Honshow.
Poor Holon burst into tears and fled into
her chamber; the usual refuge fur heroines;
and James, after washing his face at the
kitchen sink, wont home sternly resolved
never to marry a woman with such a temper
as Helen Hays had.
The hon, meanwhile, wit) is the heroine,
returned to the barn to establish herself on
the ruins of her pest,• determined to set if
the heavens fell.
Mrs. Hays soon discovered her,, and she
having heard that dipping in. water, would
cure 'broodiness,' she sot forth tot the• brook
with the fowl in her apron.
Mrs. Weaver, an old lady of very quarrel.
some temperament, who resided near, and
was at sword's point with Mrs. Hays, was just
coating to the brook for a pale of water, and
spied the yellow head of the. bird peeping
out from Mrs. Hays apron.
'There 1' she exclaimed, 'now I've found'
out what puzzled me to death nigh about a
week. I've found oat whore that yellow
pullet has gone to. Mrs. Hays, I. 'oilers
knomed you was a wicked dosatoful woman,
but I didn't think you'd steal.'
'Steal ? me steal ? who aro you, talking to,
Mrs. Weaver ?' said Hrs. Hays on bor dig
nity.
'I am talking
, to you! You've. stole my
lion.whitt got, ever to ITuele (Plies, And.
paid for in saosengere. She's a real:Har
king. Give her to me right here or
force.'
,
'She's`
zny,nou, and you Couch h•ir if* y o u
dto !'
•
..CH show you what I ,dare'!'. Mire
"Weaver i 'growlUg aei;fog:tlio:
started 1 9 1 4 1 :4 Cho `gave , a
.wrench
lissa..coo POr Vont%
I . '
and
,the, tail came out in her
..hand.
the Sadden Cessation or resistance upset
Mrs. Weaver's ballanoe and she fell back
ward into the brook, splattering thp.mud•and
astonished polliwogs in every direction,
She vas . s spry woman, and was Soon on
her feet 'again ready to renew the assault.
silgre'me my hen V* she cried, thrusting
her fist into Mrs. Hays face,"'you old bag
and hypciorit you V and she made a secund
dive at the bird..,
The' hen ihoUght it prop‘r 'to' Show her
colerti,s'and uttering an earthly yell, - she flew
out of. the covert square into,the face of Mrs.
Weaver, which she raked , down with her
nails until it, resembled ihe pages of a ledg
er, crossed and recrossed with red ink: .
Mrs. Hays caught a stick of brushwood
from the fence—Mrs. Weaver did the same
and' a regular duel would probably have been
fought if the, bank of the creek had not sud
denly save way and precipitated both the in
dignaut women into the water.
They scrambled out on opposite sides, and
the hen sat perched on an apple tree and
cackled in triumph.
The ladies shook themselves and by con
sent went houie• They have not spoken
since.
The hen disappeared and was not seen un
til three weeks-afterwards, when she made
her appearance with eleven nice yellow chick
ens. She found some other fowl's nest, and
had set in spite of fate.
But although not 'broken up, herself . she
broke up , two matches for Cynthia Bennett
was not at home the next time Timothy call
ed, and Mr. Henshew never forgave Helen
for having such a temper.
Is RELIGION BEAUTIFUL.—AIways I in
the child,-the maiden, wife, the mother, it
shines with benignant beauty of its own,
which nothing on earth eau mar. Never yet
was female character perfect without the
faith of purity., Beauty, intellect, wealth,
they are like pit-falls, dark in the brightest
day, round them to purify and exalt, Making
twice glorious that which seemed all loveli
ness before.
Religion is'very beautiful, in health or in
sickness, in wealth or poverty. We ean,Rev•
er enter the sick clamber of the—good,. but
soft music seems to float on the air, and the
burden of their song is "Go, peace is here."
Could we look into the thousands of &mi•
lies to-day, where •discontent fight sullenly
with life, we should find the chief cause of
unhappiness to be a want of religion in wd-;
men. o,religion 1 benignant majesty, high
on the throne thou sittest, glorious and ex
alted: Not above the clouds, for above.ithese
is Heaven, opening through a broad.vista of
exceeding beauty.
Is religion beautiful ? We answer all is
desolation and deformity where religion is
not.
UNION PaoßEs.—The following probes
applied to any voter will lay bare whether
he-keeps step to the .music of the Union •
Party:
1, Are you opposed to conferring eitril
rights upon all the, citizens of the Repub
lic? •
2 Are you in favor of allOivtogn gonth
Carolina rebel two votes and a half, *hen
tho Union soldier has but one? '
3. Are you opposed ton decree that pre
vents the traitors from holding offices ihr the
United States?
4. Are you opposed to a decree that
renders it impossible to repudiato our own
national debt, and that makes it an inviolate
covenant and an inviolable duty to pay the
bounties and pensions of the Union soldiers?
5. Are' you in favor of paying the rebel
war debt? _
Chapman, a witty lawyer of Ear r , was
With a case at which a - 1. y was pres
ent, with whom he had already something to
dO as a witness. Her' husband was also pros
'eat —p diminutive, meek, forbearing sort
. of
a man—who; in the • language of Mr..Chap
man' !‘lcokel liko.a 'rooster fished - out of a
'swill . barrel," while the, lady was a large,port
ly w o man; evidently, the bettor horse. As
on the former occasion, she •baulked him on
the cross-examination. The lawyer was pres
sing a question urgently, when she said, with
vindictive Are flashing from her eyes, "Mr.
Chapman, you need not think to catch,me;
you tried that'once before." "Madam, said
the lawyer, putting op his most quizzical ex
preision,' "I' liavn't the slightest desiie to
catch you;.and yoUr husband looks as if le
was sorry he ever did."
A Titurnrcr. A NSWER . --Bunlcum, in the
old North State, is undoubtedly the health
iest spot on ,earth, and it was on that account
that 801)30 '!lower country gentlemen" were
surprisecOine day to see a Bunkamite at
work upon an ominous looking "hOle in the
ground." Of course they inquired-what he
was about ?
"Digging a grave, sir."
"Digging a (" rave ? Why, I thought peo
ple didn't die often here, do they ?" -
"Oh no, air, they never die but once r
They never asked that question "but
°Geo.".
Two Dutchmen once got into a disputa
aboiit the English language, each contend
ing that he could use the beat: • They made
a bet length of a barrel of lager• and 40
pounds of Switzer cheese, and appointed a
judge to' decide between them; andT'acoord
ingly they helm:
•' . ,
"Veil, Chon," said the first (did it rain
•
to-morrrbie
, 4 Taball.tink it vash,7, said J9lm.
Wasn't that judge iu a quandary?
A lady fixed the folloiving - lettere in' the
hottoto otfloxtr barrel s and asked her . bus.;
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