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MEDICINES,
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&c. &e.,
Go to Fouftlinian's
LIDLLItIV'M
Waynesboro , May 24,1867
J. BEAVER ,
DEALER IN
„Ladies, Misses, Children, Mesa and Boys
BOOTS efi SidOES I
Hats, Caps, Trunks, etc..
Segars, Tobacco, the very same old Lind of Rap.
pee Snuff, Candies, N uts, Cloves. ;inisamon, Pep
per, Baking Soda, Ginger, Liaising Vlolh—es, shoe
and stove Blacking, Essence of n.per Col
lars Intl Cuffs, Sulpeuders, Hobe, Pap. r, ink and
steel pens
THE METALIC SPOE SOLE.
Soaps, I.llly ktrnite, Hair 011, Perfumories,Matt.hes,
Kerosene, &c. &c. Government BLlnhels. A lso•
Gum Blanl:ets. Many more articles needed and
used by everybody.
Itooni on the north-east Corner in the Diamond,
WAYNESBORO'.
Citizens and persons living in the Country will
find a - large and well selecte d stock of first. class
goous at as low . fi3ures as can be sold in the coati
ry.
Sept. 20 1867.
lrfcTS for FARMERS and others.—the Graf
i ton Mineral Paint Co., are niTw manufaetwing
the Best, Cheapest. and most Durable Paint in Ilse:
two coats well put on, mixed with pure Linseed
Oil, will last 10 or 15 years. it is et a light brown or
beautiful chocolate color, and can be change d to
green. lead, stone, drab, olive or cream, to suit the
consumer. It is valuable for Houses, Bai no, "I' en
ees, Carriage aid Car masers, Pails, and Wooden
ware, Agricultural Implements. Canal Boats, Ves
sels, and ships' Bottoms, Canvas, Metal and shin
gle Hoofs, (it being , 'ire and Water proof), Floor
Oil t•loths, (one Manufacturer having used 5000
bbls. the past year,) and as a paint for a ny purpose
is unsurpisseti for body, durability, elasticity. and
adhesiveness. Warranted in all cases as auove.
Sand for a circular which gives lull particulars.
None genuine unless branded in a trade mars. Grat
ton Mineral Paint Adress
DANIEL BIDWELL 254 Peorl St. N. V.
For sale nt the Haidwara store of GEISER &
RH ME H ART, who are also agents for
Carriage Grease.
Oct.4-6m.
LUIVA'RER WANTED.
THE subscribers will pay the hi4hest cash price
A. for Lumber, to be delivieed this season, and
will also want a large lot for next se .son.
Sept. 6-tf, UEISEIt, PRICE &
LAVORING - Extracts—Vanilla. Lemon and
Orange Concentrated, perlect in purity anti
elicney of flavor, at RErD'EI•
BALES Seamless Gram Bags in. store and
j for sate cheap by
WALKER. NILL & Co
Hagerstown.
816 RED HAT, Main Street, eharabersburg,
Pa, is s sure eigs thaty u are near the ()hemp
and Faihionable Hat Emporium of
ARCHER?,
W' ICT MC_ 3IE
arcs
WAYNESBORO', FRANKLIN COUNTY, PENNSYLVANIA, FRIDAY HORNING, JANUARY 31, 1868.
x2o4co3mwic , ..ek.x4l - .
TER THREE PAINTERS.
Fir.t, Fincv seizo , l the brash, and well
Her magi• hues she - blent,
Asibeautit ul as if H eaven's bow
Its o on bright hues had lent ;
But ere her brush was laid aside,
Each lovely scer.e had fled,
And not a trace remained to show
The nuts her hand had spread.
Next reeling. from the heart's rich store,
Her varied hue supplies ;
And never sunset clouds couhLwear
More deep and gorgeous dyes
"These will nut fade."—Even while she stoke,
Her own rude touch efilteed
All that with so much anxious skill,
The pencil's at had traced.
Then Memory came—with cold dark tints,
And pencil rude, she drew
The scenes of many a vanished joy,
Which once the sail heart knew '
I looked, in hone her dreary sketch
Like Fancy's scenes w.,uid fade :
I hoped in vain—fadless her tints— '
She only paints in shade.
WILL YOU BE TRUE ?
The sinful tongue of man may hurl
With lighter heart I'll bear it all.
If you'll-be - true to me,
MI,ESCIMICAMI.OI.I\T 'SZ" .
SPEAKING TO HIM.
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS
It was a village street, clean and well'kept,
pretty too, from one end of it to the other,
as streets should be But the prettiest
home in it belonged to Miss Margery
Bingham, an old maid past all denial sl i me
she even owned to forty She was a pretty
woman, with a red and white complexion,
11 ,, d glossy black hair, ail kinks, and wave-,
"and ripples. Civet., too, to the t f
white robes, which bet her off charmingly of
an afternoon, and white bonnets o f trans
parent crape when she was at church.
Long ea° she had quarrelled with her boy
sweetheart, Charlie diiiistoplicr, and the
yowl.' fellow had left home and gone to sea,
and been drowrieu, probably, for he had
never been heard of since, and it was for
this reason, mo said the gos•ipo of Harrow
dale, that Miss Margery 13toghain was single
still. However, it she had been what old
Aunty Putter called •thsappointed,' she bore
it well, and had no die away air about her,
and no habit of looking at the moon
Neither did she keep a diary, and all the
relics of her past hence affairs to be itiond
among her possessions was one little golden
ring and a locket of fair hair, f•ldeti together
in a little silver box, two inches by three,
which lay in a very safe place up stairs.
Certainly Margery had the comfort of
knowing that her spitu.rerhood was her own
choice. She had had I,frets in plenty, and
even now there was Dr Squills around that
corner, a first•rate physician, and in fist-rate
practice who would have given, not his eyes
perhapii, but certainly halt of all the posses
sions his eyes looked upon to make Margery
Mrs. Squills And although the good due
for had bad four wives before, no other
single lady of Miss Bingham's age in liar
rowdale would have objected to him on that
score •
But she turned her back on the doctor
and his offer, and declared that she had been
her own mistress too long to take kindly to
obeying any one now, and went her way re
joicing. What a home she had, and how it
shone' with rubbing and scrubbing and polish.
ing, from the chimney pot to the scraper.
The two servants, a stout black woman, and
a girl from the poorhouse, had their bands
full, and many a matron envied Miss Mar
gery her woudettully ordered home aria
welt drilled domestics. Nothing Lad ever
occurred to mar-the contentment Miss Mar
gery herself felt in her pretty home, until
the spring iu which my story commences,
when the Widow Wryom over the way took
a border. That in itself was very natural,
for what was she to do with her second- floor
trout room but let it. But why, as &lies
iklargery raid, could she not have some nice
old lady, some single woman who went out
t.) sew by the day, or at least a man who
had tome employment, to occupy that white
curtained apartment, it pcf.sed Miss Mar
gery's comprettinsiun. The person she . had
4&.11 XXLaA3IOI3 ciertt Family Nermarssoria,rbe33r.
taken, as that angry lady often declared 'at
the tea table to ber numerous friends and
oftenar in the privacy of her domestic life,
to Dinah, who was fully able - to - corroborate
the statement, did nothing but stare.
In the early morning, when tht spinister
threw open her green blinds and put back
her curtains, there he sat at his window star
ing, his eibows on the sill, his eyes wide
open, a cigar between his lips, fixed and im
movable as any heathen idol. and as ugly as
one, declared Miss Margery.
When she sat at breakfast and the window
curtain blOw ever so little from the panes,
there he was'again, with his elbow on the
widow's gate staring across the road. When
Miss Margery watered her flower garden,
still the boarder sat and stared, sitting on the
garden chair under the little white porch,
When Miss Margery weut to church, sitting
in her owo particular seat, as she had done
fur years, there be was in the gallery with
his-elbows-on -the moulding, which - MisS
Margery savagely said she wished might
some day give away and let him down.—
Staring at her still, determinedly and peisi
teurly, day and night, at least until it was
too dark to see him. 'Anti then, it is my
belief he sits there watching my candle; does
that horrtd fat old sea captain stare at me,'
declared Miss Matgery,
I will put an end to it,
'I II not bear it
see if I don't.'
.Dont take notice and he'll leave it off,
Miss,' said Dinah.
But although, acting on the advice, th
lady ignored the ever staring eyes cornple re
ly, there,was no cessation of the watch they
indeed — he Wl:s - ronie-ruipi.T
dent than ever before, and sumtner went and
autumn came. and when the 'Mlles bloom:
cd_tall and erialson in_ 31argery's garden, she
eyes through thew still as she
iu her little parlor It was
ire than ill6s Ilargery could
Sled up-hor-eyes anti-stared-too—
:r the way were • of abashe . d. --
!o ihe windows and banged the
after which she peeped out—
id descended to the garden, and
t the open door.
; no more,' said Miss Margery,
hick she took her garden - hat
of the ball stand, and marches
What she would say to the
she did not exactly know,
itie would represent the icupro
in:lg within her home a marl so
;e of propriety as to stare a
out of corn:am:mace, for six
out intermission.
0, or I.'ll move,' said Miss Mar
;t, the plaee and move before
th it.' And she rapped at the
. The servant girl known in
s 'Mrs, Wryam s help,' opened
'ls Mrs. Wryam in ?" asked Margery,
sharply.
.No, miss,' replied the girl. 'She ain't,
but the Captain is—our boarder, sou•know '
'Ah,' said Margery, a sudden resolution
filling her soul. 'Very well, 111 see him.'
And down she sat in the little parlor, res
olute and defiant, and awaited his coming
In a few moments he came—a stout man,
older than herself', with a 'seafaring look a
bout him. Miss Margery did net dare to
lift her eyes to his face, for fear •of being
stared out of countenance, eo she looked a-1
the wall instead, and began not a bit daunt
ed:
'I called to see Mrs. Wryam, but on the
whole lam well pleased to see you. It was
on your account I came, I suppose you know
me ? You ought to, lam sure.'
The seafaring gentleman heaved a grea't
'Yes,' be replied. ought to, antl'l do.'
'And am't you a.hatneti of youise.lf ?' be
gan Miss Margery 'lt may be se:!goinfr,
f.i.i,iur.i. f :tatAab (Id da irtipude 13 CC j - tacit h
er more or !elm What do you Mean by it?'
'By what, madam ?' a.kked the gentleman.
'By-, by—staring at toy house, sir,' said
the lady 'Far six months sir, you have
kept your eye% on it What do you wean?'
'Madam,' began the' Captain
qiuw dare ytni INly twine, liko that of
every_ Arne: jean, is my CAStle,' Interrupted
iss iargery, her wrath at its full heivht.
'flow, dale yuu state at it six months with
out cf.istition 1. wool bear it. Oilers
may but I t'rou't.'
don't-du it, madarn,' said the Captain.
haven't looked at sour huti:43. I don't
know what color it is painted. I was look
ing at—'
`At what sir ?' cried Nlarg.ery.
'At you, said the Captata. 'Oh Mat.
eery, I couldn't he'p it:
'Margery I' shouted Miss Bingham. c 3
'Ot-, good gtueious 1' Aud in her nrror
ti he turned her eyes full on the /stranger s
face, Thou 1.1 h o gave auothcr scream.—
'Who are you ?' she gasped. 'Oh, dear, who
are you ?'
And the Captain came elosor end took her
band.
'My name is Charley Christopher,' he
said. 'Oh, Mar,ery, don't he angry 'Ever
since you rent ric away I've thought of you
troth dawn until sunset, and I came hack on
ly, to be in the t t atne town with you Aod
came here only to be opposite you. And all
the comfort I've had lon six months has
been looking at you, for I love you us well
as I did the flay we qii.itielted, and that was
better than uty
And poor Miss Margery began to cry.
'l.wontier I didn't know you,' t,be said.
'But we're both altered of course. an
old maid, almost an old woman.'
'You re balm/sumer than ever,' said the
Captain ,
Margery blushed.
'And so I mitsn't even 'oolr at you any
any more.' Say so, Margery, nod I will go
away again ; but I shall leave my heart here
all the tinme. Have you sever forgiven me,
Margery ?' _
Margery sobbed again.
'I was young and foolish,' she said. 'lt
was my fault- Oh, yea, Charley, I have for
given you over and over!
And then—but you and many,
reader. Suffice it to say that r Cap
tain Christopher stared no lc tss the
way at the little white cottage ie from
that day be was privileged h. as a
guest and then in a very few Miss
Margery Bingham astonisher' ids and
neighbors by espousing her. in the
little church one sunny Thus , ring.
- People were shocked that _ __ld do
such a thing at her age; but neither of the
parties most interested have regretted' it.—
And even to this day Captain Christopher
has, what Mrs. Christopher pretends to
think, a very foolish habit of following 'her
countenance with his eyes, staring her out of
countenance as she declares, and she can.
never cure him of it.
The Slave of Rum•
'Words are inadequate to describe the
harrowing tortures, both of body and of
•mind, which are endured in the breasts and
in the homes of the intemperate. Who
knew, before the War•hing,tonians lifted' the
curtain from the frightful realities of a
drunkard's experience, the agonies of that
struggle in which all that is holiest and no•
blest in human nature grapples with a fell
appetite, whose only enjoyment is relief from
present goadings, purchased by au aggrava
tion of their cause ? Who would have dream
ed of the tearful hold of that bondage which
could compel men to stoop to such dcgra
-ding—expedients to gratifiy their desires, and
_s_tilLkeep_up_ap!-earatices-'l— Of all the un
fortunate creatures in the world, if there be
one who deserves especial commisseratiou On
account of his sufferings, it is the slave of
intemperance. His self-respect is 'utterly
gone ; and he hangs his head in shame and
- agony-befere-th e - bar - of - his-own—conscience
and before the clear gin of men, and before
the haunting glance of God. A fiend fol-
lows him, a tearful fiend, by day and night.
His nerves ere unstrung; his brain is ea fire
with delirium; he is scared by unreal
a worm gnaws, gnaws at his breast—
wi.th an appetite more pitiless far than that
of the vulture which devoured the vitals of
the old Titan.
—ln-his-1 onely—heurs i t hin ng-of tim esrhow
his early dreams have all faded out and his
best hopes gone to ashes. he weeps tears' of
gall. And when he reinenaliers what he
was once, when the world was fair and good,
and there was' a glory in the sky, and his
heart was pure and young, unacquainted
with guilt and misery—and then bethinks
him of what ha is new,—he wishes he were
dead. •0!' he cries, •that I had but died ere
the sweet and innocent memories of boyhood
were chaogsd for this vile degradation and
this dread remorse And - then, in the in
tolerable revulsion of self-condemnation and
despair, thousands have rushed uubiti to the
tribunal of God. •
Our Lost Youth
now often, amid the turmoil of busy life ; ,
come, like the balmy breath from some fairy
land, the enchanting visions of our youthful
days; the days when our hearts knew noth•
ing of the wounds of slighted friendship or
betrayed trust, and when all the earth scent
ed perfection, unmarred by blemish. Truly,
childhood is the Eden of life, the sunny
verdurous Paradise among lovely bowers,
blowing none but the most subtle mei en
rapiuling, breezes; full of bright fLwers,
blissful hopes, and pure desires, and which no
reality of maturer life can quell.
Say not,, 0, sordid, there is no joy in
dreaming ; no pleasure in recalling, the vast
to view, while threading the tortuous wind
ing'of the world's ways. The days gone by
—the day - a when buoyant youth crowned
-out' - brows-and linghed in our raidan: eyes,
and the earth seemed' free from sin—are
these nothing ? Maturity may bring posi
tion wider experience and thorough 'know!.
edge; but of all these, w all thy rich inher
Ranee of age and wisdom, cannot compare
with the innocent care-free hours, so fleet
winged sod sunny, of the early days gone
by. Bright crown of perpetual youth ! you
will never be donned till the peaily gates are
entered in and changing mortality gives way
to eternal life —.Ex.
Advertising Patronage
We . copy the following sensible remarks,
from the Jamestown (N. Y ) Jordan/ of re
cent date : 'ln a good sense, thecflort on
the part of any merchant to.get trtde with
out advertising is a wrong to otherl business
men in the place. Whether a man believe
iu advbrlising or not be will coincide that
the newsp:'pers are a great help to the place,
arid that business amounts to very little in
places that don't support one or more of
them. The newspapers of a (town are its
life blood. Without there it cannot prosper.
The better they are supported at home, the
more powerful will -C - eir influence be abroad.
Alisolice of newspapers is a bad sign fur a
pace. in a business polo of view, as absence
of churches is in murals, of school houses in
education. The uten who support the village
paper do more to build up the place, and
make it prosperous, and draw trade there,
than all other influences combined. There
fore, the man who tries to come in and take
the benefit; of that prosperity without eon
tiibutieg to sustain it, tries to 'dead bead'
on the rest of the buftiness men, 'and does
thew wrong;
A ynung minister when about to be or
dained, stated that at one period of his lift
ho was nearly an infidel. 'But,' said he,
'there was ono argument in favor of Christi
nt.ity which 1 could never rafute—the con
sistent conduct'of wy father
The ms who drinks to drowa ore is
like ono who strives to quench a the by
throning oil on It.
How Tom Roused Her.
wife.of Tom Gordon is a victim it:rim- -
sena ailinents, and'is" - never so content as
when ving according to_ the direction of
her m:. in! adviser. Dr. Valentine now
undergo ds her whims and oddities so well
that ho humors her in every caprice; if she
imagines rheumatism is her complaint, he a
grees with her. and prescribes some harm
less potion; it she thinks her appetite de
creasing, some bread pills keep her in gooi
spirits until the fancied symptoms of some
other disease indiceed her to send again for
During the last four years Tom has often
wished that his wife would roll down stairs
and break her foolish head, for the reason
that the t.hysician'e and apothecary's bills
made a serious inroad upon his income.
About three months ago she complained
of a pain in her side, and, as usual,-thedoe
tor -was 'summoned. -- - A fter proseribiog two
three bottles of different compounds—all
harmless but rather expensive —he said:
'All you want to assist the nietiicine in ef
fecting a cure is a little rousing. Although
your ailment is serious, it is ndt dangerous
Assume a little energy and you will recover.
Remember, rouse yourself.'
After the doctor had retired, the patient
fancied that at last some serious disease was
beginning to manifest itself, and like a tool
she went to bed 16 despair.
Tom understood tile case thoroughly from
long experience, and said mentally :
'she wants a rousing does she ? well I'll
give her a surprise that will startle her.'
blre. Hake, an attractive widow, was en
gaged to act in capacity of - uurse - to - Mrs. G.
The widow is young, buxom, amiable, and
Torn tho't her attractive qualities might be
made available in giving the patient the ne ,
cessary rousing.
A short consultation with Mrs. flake re
sulted in the arrangement of a plan, the ex
ecution-of-which-was to•induce Mrs,-G. to
forever afterwards throw physic to the dogs.
Late the nex_t_titeniag-w-hile-the-pat=ent--
was fretting and groaning, announcing her
intention to give un the ghost, Tow called
Mrs. Hake aside and said to her, in a pre•
tended whisper, but loud enough to be heard
by the invalid :
'Poor Fanny! she is about to die at last,
and sc you and I may as well arrange for
our - marriage.'
Tom thew a glance over his shoulder as
he spoke, and observed the dying patient
cease her groaning, and began to rouse her
self. Arising quickly to her sitting posture
in the bed to note every word of the conver
sation, she stared et them with eyes as big
as small onions boiled.
"Twill be a relief to her,' continued Tom,
.for she has always been an invalid. 1, too,
have suffered as well as she, but with you,
the picture of health, as my wife, my happi•
ness will be complete'
The widow threw herself upon Tom's
shoulder. her arms about his neck, and be
gan to chew his vest in mouthfulls to smoth
er her laughter. ,
_'flow soon shall we get married after - re
is dead r asked Tom, p: tieing his arm around
the widow's substantial waist.
suppose you're willing to wait a week or
two ?' eitopet eci Mrs. flake as she leaned her
head on Ms snoulder and took another
mouthful of vest.
The invalid uttered an exclamation, and
lauded on the fluor
'You think I ant going to die do you ?'
sbe exclaimed. live to suite you both !
and for you'—she turned and grasped !qrs.
flake by the hair—'out of uiy house you
designing vixen!ll act us wy own nurse
hereafter.'
From that day to this, Mrs. G. bas,enjoy
ed good health, and Tom has eujoyed 'good
spirits, because he has not had a doctor's bill
to pay. He knew how to cure her; for she
only needed rousing, Old Toro roused her.'
Evil Habits
It is no easy matter to form such habits,
but hard to conquer them The'young min
can addict hitusett to the use of profane lan
guage and scarcely know hoW he learned to
use 4. Ile can acquire a habit of using to
bacco or intosicattng drink, in a mauler
that will hardly be perceived by himself till
he is to abject slave to appetite ; but Wil'3U
aware of his pcsition, and ruu-ed to a sense
of the importance of reformation, how im
potent are his best resolves. Halt the effort
employed by many to reform, without effect,
had been more than sufficient to have pre
served them from these vices, if they had i•n
due, time taken a kindly hint. To every
young man who is in any degree becoming
addicted to these, or ' , any other pcinicious
antrwtek . ed habits, wO. would eainealy 'say,
beware immoral youth, Jest the course" thott
art pursuing plant innunieral thorns in thy
dying pillow, and make thee wail bitterly to
eternity fur a deliverance which can never
be found.—Rtlvious Recordcr.
kgood sto_ry is told concerning the pro
duction of the 'Lady of Lyoug' a: Salt Lake
City Thcatre An aged Alurmon arose and
went nut with his.tweury-four wkes, angri
ly stating that he would'l sit and see a play
where a man wade such a fans over only yea
wuelau.
truo test of merit in man is to an
swer the demand tint is made upon him in
his day and generation.
Love cannot exist in rho heart of a ivo
unless modesty it its companion, nor in tat
of man unless honor is its at4ioetatc.
A hypncrit is the picture of •tt saint, but
his pains shall be washed off, and he shall
appear id his own colors. ,
Discard rum and rowdyism, lore the girls
and take the Record, anti you arc oa a prat.
t) hum road to happinet,e.
8631.00 Poor Yew
One of Petroleum Nasby's Advert
tures.
Rev Petroloum V. Nasby having• been,
called into Ohio to assist in the expulsion of
some children of African descent from a
district school into which they had been ad
mitted by a New Hampshire school mistress,
'returned in a damaged condition, io et:use
(pence of an adventure which he relates as
follows
We reached and entered the sk,aalitou.se
The old akool warm wuz that.. ez bright til:(1
CZ crisp ez a Janoouury ihe
J
ere was ranged on the seers a stati it, ez
rapidly ez.possible..
sez I, 'we are informed that thre ,
nigger wenches, daughteis of one I,e , t,
nigger, is in this skool a mini:lin
daughters ez a equal Is it PO?'
P he Misses Lett are in the ska , I,' s'ed
rather mir•ehievuusl, •and I mu happy t
state that they are among, ni 3 he-t, ;,up,t4.
(lied 1, sternly,) 'pint 'eut 'nut l' I
repied.
'Wherefore,' Red She.
'That we way bundle 'em out !', I repli-
`Bless•mer sed she, 'I reety euedeut do
that. Why expel 'cni
'Beeoz,' sed 1, 'no nigger shot contamin
ate the white children uiv this dee-trick. No
aid) d , sgrace shel be put owe 'em '
'Well,' sod this old •ggiavatiu ak••ol nrirtn
wieli wtiz from Nue llatio,sh.re, 'put ern
out.'
'But show toe tcich they are'
'Can't you detect 'ern. Mlt ?' Don't their
color betray 'cm El they ate at, hetr
white that you can't seiect 'em at a ,Luce,
•tt strikes me that it can't hurt very much to
let eon stay'
I wuz sorely punled. There -wusn' ,
girl iu the roots who looked at all nigg ry
_ _But my reputation wuz at stake ;shale
in' three girls seitin together who wog :.onie
-whht-derk court:fleck-red, an-d—w-hio‘e
hair - waved; I went tor 'ern, and shoved cm
our, the cussed skool mann 'aituust bustio
with latter.
Ilere the tragedy nkkerred: At the door
I met n wan who rode lour topes in hi , nal
to asbitst us Ile hed alluz lied'a 110111 n to
Feeest_t_o_a_ntgrz-e t==a 6
safely, he pet posed not to lose the elniner. I
wuz a puma' on "'em out, and bed jisr drug:
ged eta to the door when I met hen miter
in it -
'What iz this ?' sed lie, with 'a Purpri9cd
look.
'We're plitin out the:io cusßeti wvriebe , ,
who iz contsminatin your children an' ILi
sed 'Ketch hold uv that pettoolyerty
gusting one yonder,' sed f.
'Wenches ! You
iliem girls is my gibs!'
And withou wa Ito for ekplanashion, the
infoorieted wor,ier sailed into me, tho skool
warm layin over on one uv the benches ex •
plodin in peels kav luiter,the like uv wieh I
never heerd The three giils,indignant at he
in- mistook for nigger wenches assisted their
parent, and hetweeu 'etn in about 4 inioits I
Iva. insensible One uv the tru.stees pit
yog my woes, took me to the necret rale
rode staAen, and sunnhow,, I know not, L
got home, where I am at present recupera
tin.
LOON UP.—What builne4 has a man to
go about with his head bowed chlw: like a
bulrush, as if he were looking, for pins iu
the dirt, or picking up rusty nails in the
streets, like an old millionare oue of our
neighboting cities,? God made marl to stand
erect, according to the true imp rt of
naives, the Greek ward man. In this he
is distteguished from the other grades apd
species tit ti c animal creali..o. The . v may
look down mao should look up Let him
write efrelstor far above him—on that keep
his eye fixed, and continue his movement
until he attains his mark. It is said, thst
however high a man may ascend from the
earth, there is no danger that his 'head will
swim,' and cause biro to lose his balanee if
he keeps looking up. But as sure as ho
looks downwards, he loses all command of
himself, and is sure to fall, So it it in the
pursuit of life. Shake off, then your dumps;
:brow away your blues, and leave the dirt
under your feet to take eareof itself. Your
busiziesi is upward There is light above,
however dark it may be beneath you. Hold
up your head; there is a how in the clocids,
anti the storm will sw - oi he over. A clear
sun will yet shine. Then rub open your
eyes and look up. _
It became necesiary, sotne time since, in
the CrAninal Court of Cincinnati, iu order
to render a boy witness competent, to piuve
that he had reached the ap:e of teo yeari,
and Lie - Mother. au IriArlowan, - was called
for that purpose
•liuw ohi arc you John ?' quoth the law
yer.
'lrdade, sir, I durino, but I thiuk he's
not tin yet,' waq the rtTly.
'DA you wake, no reeorti, of hie birth ?'
'llte presto did iu the ould country, where
he w-e 3 boru.'
'How long, after your marriage was that ?'
'About a yeur; at ty
,be
'When were you married?'
•
4 1)ade, sir, I duutio'
yok not brim,' a certificate of your
marrtag,e with you from the old c.ountly,?'
4 1141. ir and what should I uade wid a
er , rtiftkit whin I had' the o uld wan himself
along wid we?
No further quer:lons were asked.
, Why in a Info- in a printing office like a
aerie -tree Beoa.use we are & ad whoa ha
lea MI.
Hanging a mackerel to your coat tail and
ithigiaiog yourself a whale, constitateb
alistocrau.y.
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