. 6 e? . • . • V - J -LL •. , • 4 . .• 4 • - 1•••• • , • • . ; . . .01••• • • • 213 . 7 "CV". .183.a,ir. VOLUME XXIII. 0M tul JUST THE THING WHICH ALL MUST HAVE ----0- NOW is the time to economize when money is scarce, You should study your interest by supplying your wants at the first class store of C. N. BEAVER, North-east corner of the Diamond. He does business on the only ,successful method, viz: by buying his goods for cash. The old fogy idea of buying goods at high prices ant oa long credits is EXPLODED. Call and examine our fine stock and don't be RUINED by - tYsyina-20-frer - ceniTtorrmuchlor - your - g - otes - i; s .where. We will chalenge the wok.. forth a more complete stock of BATS, all of the very latest styles and to suit all, at C. N. BEAVER'S. BOOTS; all lands and prices, at • C. N, BEAVER'S. StiO CS. of .eery description for Men's, Ladies', hisses' end Children's wear, at ' C,N7IIE A VCR'S. CLOCKS, every one warranted anti sold by C. N. 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SPICES, for sale CRACKERS, of every hind, at C. N. BEAVER'S INDIGO BLUE. C, N. BEAVER'S. CONCENTRATED LYE. for sate, at C. N. BEAM'S. KEROSENE, of the very best,—Pitts. Oil. at C. N. BEAVER'S. LAMP CHIMNIES also, at C. N. BEAVER'S And many other articles not necessary to mention. We now hope that you will give us a share of your patronage. We are indeed, thankful to you for past patronage, and hope a continuance of the same, and remain yours truly, CLARENCE N. BEAVER. Wayneaboro", June 2, 1870. The k j Renowned, MEDICINE IS Drs. D. Pahrney & Son's CELEBRATED PREPARATION CLEANSING TUE 'MOOD, WILL CURE, SCROFULA, CUTANEOUS DISEASES, ERY: SIPEI,AS, BOILS, SORE EYER, SCALD HEAP, PIMPLES, and BLOTCHES ON THE FACE, 'FETTER AFFECTIONS, old and STUBBORN ULCERS, RHEU MATIC AFFECTIONS, DYSPEP, SEA, COSTIVENESS, SICK HEADACHE, SALT • REIEUAL.IAUNDICE, GENERAL DE BILITY, CHILLS AND FEVER, FOUL STOMACH, TOGETHER with ALI. OTH ER DISEASES ARISING FROM IMPURE BLOOD AND DISORDERED LIVER. 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Iluaguot.oes, B Warm, Quincy; humor= Survsty, Shady Grove. June 30-limos) OLD IRON WANT D. The highest cash price will be paid for Past Iron Scraps delivered at the works of the 1 1 Y if tiplBEht M. GO. 11 0 0, who that can tell if the heart's deepest cell Is thrilling with pleasure or throbbing with pain ? For the glance will be gay, when its hopes steal a way, All silent and s!ow like a funeral train. Who knoweth the theme of the heart's fondest dream, In the lingering twilight, holy and still • Who counteth its tears, and telleth its fears, When sorrow broods over it heavy and chill"! Oh, the world bath no part in the life of the heart I Unmarked - are its conflicts, unheeded its woes; It dwelleth alone, its conquests unknown, And its deep wells of feeling, ati! who shall dis close. Though the care-laden breast may be dark with un- In its pride and its anguish it throbbeth apart • The glance may be bright, when it dwelleth in night, And God alone knoweth the life of the heart. Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here; Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how cheer How like the hope of childhood's day, Thick clustering oto the,bough ! How like those hopes in their decay, How faded are they now ! Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here; Autumn leaves, sura - mn - leaves, WC - rWsad, how cold, how iliear Wither'il leaves, withet'd leaves that fly before the gale ; Willer'd lea vee r tvither'd leaves, ye tell a mournful tale-' • Of love once true and friends once kind And happy momenta fled; Dispersed by every breath of wind, • Forgotten,•changed, or dead Autumn leaves, ;autumn leaves, lie strewn ar3und me here; Autumn leaves,-autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how arm! IVILISBC73EIiziA4I-TY. 'Got to go over oo foot!' exclaimed the contractor. , 'Not a ebanee of anything else,' replied Altirgeirt — i ---- `But, then, it's only five miles, and you'll have better quarters than here, in this-vile shanty, The money will be safer, too, let alone that the men won't go to work again, unless they're paid in the morning.' 'Ps the road safe ? I don't like the idea of having so much money. I could defend myself, or run , but fifteen thousand dollars so small bills is a big package to run with.' fSend your valise over in advance.' 'Whom by ?' 'My man. 'ls be trustworthy 7' 'Honest as the day; and he needn't know there's anything in it but dirty linen. He can start now, and you can wait till after supper, if -you will. And so saying, the agent of the railroad company stepped to the door of the shanty, and shouted for Patrick; and shortly that individual came— as bright, lively, honest looking a son of the Green Isle as ever help. ed build'a Western railroad. -Patrick l' C. N. BEAVER'S. 'Yes, per honor.' 'Take this gentleman's valise over to the village, and leave it with the superintendent. Tell him the owner will be after it this eve ning.' is that all, yet honor?' 'That's all—only be quick about it and you'll earn an extra dollar.' 'l'm jilt the bye for that, onyhow. Sure, it's a bit via valise.' And, so saying, Patrick picked up the object of his contempt, and trudged away with an utter absence of curiosity as to the nature of what he was carrying. The temporary station at which the 'con struction train had lauded the contractor— a gentleman named Perkins—was at the end of the Air Lino railroad to ; and, as the laborers thereon bad not been paid over promptly they had now for some days been on.a strike, abandoning the works, and congregating idly at a hamlet a few miles distant, thereby compelling their delinquent employers to come to terms, Mr. Perkins had brought a good share of the 'term? with him, for immediate distribution • and after a plain but hearty supper with the agent, he war about to start on his tramp, when it was discovered that a good-sited western thunder shower was just about to burst, and the walk was postponed until the sky should clear. In a few minutes more the rain was coming down in torrents, and kept it up for an hour or so, at the end of which time the contractor paddled sway over the muddy road congrat ulating himself that the 'rank- in Patrick's care was water-proof. • 'He's had a rougher time than I will, any how ; and now, if I ain't robbed and murder ed I shall do well enough in spite of the mud.' And, so muttering to himself,, the worthy gentleman splashed forward. Our present business, however, is not with his employer, but with Patrick himself. The parting injunction to make haste did not seem to make a very deep impression on the careless son of Erin; and he trudged fully along, with an occasional shrewd glance WAYNESBORO', FRANKLIN COUP/TY, PENNSYLVANIA, THURSDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 8, 1870. I. ;Log' n-fri Cei.av-t:4 or! .WllO IMMESH 7110 HEART! AUTUMN LEAVES. THE ROBBER'S LAMP. 41,.xa 132.cte•rienc7Leca.t JEla,ixLil - sr Merarisr,a-rpori. at the somewhat threatening sky, growling to himself. (Faith, an' I'll be there before lie will, if it don't rain, an' mebby I will if it done.-- Ooh, but he's a wake one to be givin a dollar for the earryin' the like o' this. A little more than half-way across the open prairie between the railway terminus and the village was a tolerably dense. grove, and it was after sunset when Patrick plunged under its shadows. Nor bad be gone far before the prentooitionary flashes of light• sling and the deep, smothered roars of the thunder, gave token that the storm was upon him. aff if I could only git in the mild Jog house, it 'ud kape my dhry. Howl)! Moses, what a - big - flastrvrauthat !' And, so saying, Patrick broke into a very respectable trot, which quickly brought him out into a little weed grown clearing. In the centre of this there was a small log house, the deserted homestead of some discontented squatter who had moved 'further westward. It consisted-okbut two rooms, front and back, and air vestages of doors or windows shutters had long since disappeared; by, it promised some sort of imperfect shelter from the rain. Patrick was but just in time, hardly had ho stumbled over the grassy threshhold be fore the first big drops began to patter, and ese were quickly followed by such penetra ting torrents as compelled him to select his standing place under as good a corner of the leaky roof as be could fiud. 'Bless me sowl, but . this is a wet rain, enyhowl I'd not like to be found drowned wid another moo's portmanty about me clothes. Whist, now, Paterick, me jewel what's that Aod, as he spoke, Patrick once more ad vanced toward the doorway. It was now dl pitch stark, and Le_co_uld_hear_the ball muf fled voices of men, whose profane wtterances seemed to try and direct one another towards the shelter. 'Here it is, Bob. I wonder if there's any body in it.' 'Not to-night, there won't be. Go righ in ;:we're corning,.' Patrick was no fool, and he had — heard something in the tones rather than in the words—though these were mingled with horrid — Fmfanity—which conveyed to his mind the impression that. the new-comers were men with whom he did not -care to serape an acquaintance neither did be like to go on into the storm—and so be quietly glided into the little ‘leanto' that formed the oilier part of the house, and curled himself up against the logs, En a moment more he perceived that three metTliTul taken possession of his late quarters; and he lay as still as a mouse, while they continued.a discussion which had evidently been interrupted by the storm. 'He won't try to get over to night,-1-reck. 'Yes be will; he's got to.' 'But the atom ?' 'He'll wait litl that's over.' 'Maybe he's started.'. If be bas, he'll turn bank. We're safe enough to Wg him, an it's a little the best lay we ever had ' •Pretty good pot, that's a fact. Do you know bow he's got it I' 'ln a valise, Jim bays' 'Well, we can take ii as well in that as in anything else, as the man said about his whisky. 'But what'll we do with him ? 'Dead men fell no tales.' 'That's the safest. I guess; and they'll lay it to some of the stripers.' 4 3105 t likely. Have poi got the dark lantern ready r 'Not mach oil in it.' 'Let's filt it then. I went to get some, and got into the boss's private office, sod I just found one little can bid away iu his desk. Not another thing worth briogiog away. Here it is let us fill up and take a look amend.' Thus far Patrick had listened with breath. less interest, while his mind teemed with horrid visions of robbery and murder. As we have said, he was by no me. Ans lacking in sharpness, and the reference io the valise bad not by, any means been reassuring, '[lowly Mother how did they iver know I was emir' . over wid the porimanty ? I'd better have turned hack before I iver come An' what's a dollar to pay for belle murd• hered • Patrick's thoughts were troubling the very soul within him, when he heard what was said about the lantern, and it needed no one to tell him that bis only safety from discov• ery was in retreat. There was some lit tle noise and loud talking in the other room, not to speak of•the rain ou the rouf. and Patrick bad on difficulty in esoapiog unheard. Once clear of the house: be made a clean run of it for a couple hundred yards. swath- Hng over logs, testing through briars, but sticking faithfully to the valise. Meantime the three robbers bad probably been filling the lamp et their dalltzlantern ; and j ast as Patrick reached the edge of the woods, in the cover of whose darkness be knew be would be safe, be turned and sr rain ed his eyes. io the direction or the log house, As be did so a faint glimmer of light came out through the chinks and crappies. iStrikin . a match,' muttered Patrick, 'Bad luck to that same for siedio' me out into the wet t lowly Mother what's that:. While Patrick had been speaking, the light bad g ained somewhat in strength, as if the match was blazing higher ; but as he uttered his concluding exclamation, there came a sudden, blinding flush, equal to many lightnings, and then a dull .and stunning sound, as of some mighty explosion, followed by the crashing sound of heavy bodies falling among the tree tops near him, breaking their way through the branches. Patrick waited for no more, but found the road *as quickly as possible, and made double quick time for the village, regardless of the' rain. When, less than half an hour afterward, the breathless Irishman, with his precious burden, dripping with water, opened the door of the superintendent's office in the village, be beard that gentleman remark 'What did you say Jordon 7' 'Why,' replied the 'boss,' with an anxious tone; 'some fool has broken my desk open and stolen a can of nitrollyeerine,.•and, I'm afraid mischief will come of it.' 'Divil a fer, interrupted Patrick ; (sorra mischief was done by that name. Ournly we'll have to search the woods aid fdogs .to foind enough of them for a decent burial, or I'm mistaken.' The explanation. which followed left little room for doubt ; and a subsequent investiga tion, left less; but as Patrick bad surmised, there was very little occasion for a 'wake.' The contractor got is all right, the men were paid, the road was built, and the moral of my story is: If you steal nitro•alycerine don't fill a lamp with it if you mead to light it yourself. Don't Give Up, But 'Try. A gentleman traveling in the northern part of I.relancl, beard the voices of children, and paused to listen. Finding the sound proceeded from a small building used as a schoolhouse, ho drew near; and as the door was open, he entered, and listened to the words the boys were II" spelling. One little fellow stood apart, looking sad and dispirited. , 'Why does that boy stand there?' asked the gentleman. 'Ott, he is good for nothing replied the teacher. 'There's nothing in him. I can' make nothing of him. He is the most stupid boy in school.' • The gentleman was surprised at this answer. He saw that the teacher was se stern and rough that the young er and morel timid boys were nearly crushe d. He said a few words to them, then !lacing his hands upon the noble brow of the little fellow who stood apart, he said, 'ose of these days you may be a floe scholar. Don't give up, but try, my boy, Trt.Y." The soul of the boy was aroused. His dormant intellect _awoke.—A_new--purpose was formed, From that hour he became studious and ambitious to excel._Asid_he_l did become a fine scholar, and the author of a well known commentary on the Bible; a great and good man, beloved and honored.— It was Dr. Adam Clarke. The secret of his success is-worth knowing : Don't give up, tut try, my toy.' -Cure for Drunkenness. Is drunkenness incurable?' is a problem of. the deepest interest to all good citizens, and anything that promises to aid its solu tion is worthy of notice. A writer in Put nam for August proposes, as a cure for the appetite for liquors, promide of potassium, saying : 'There is no ttaperine, off' with the devil. Either he lies got you, or he has not got you. The first part of the medical treatment in this physical disease requires the immediate removal of the patient from all disturbing in. fiuence, of whatever nature. There must be no noisy children about, no quarrelling wo men, no scandal mongers pouring out their distilled venom to jar upon his . nerves and disturb his spirit. He must have 'absolute quiet and repose. He must take a two wee k' s holiday and go to bed, where nothing can trouble him or get at him but one faithful friend. 'Having obtained twelve twenty-grain pow ders of the protnide he takes one. and after a conflict the sedative wine the victory, and he sleeps. When he wakes the struggle a• grkinet the taste for liquor begins again, and another powder is taken, and so •on, until at last perfect success and glorious victory are attained. The desire for drink will be com pletely eradicated, and its return will not be likely to occur. During the treatment food should not be taken, unless urgently desired, and then it should be of the most nutritious character. Broths of fowl or beefsteak; and such other meats as are best calculated to preserve the tone of the stomach, are_to be preferred.' Will Women Vote 2 The recent election in Wyoming Territory may be taken `as a pretty conclusive answer to the question whether western women will vote in case they are permitted to do so. - - Two ladies were nominated on the Itepubli. can ticket, one for county clerk and the oth er for school superintendent of one of the counties of the Territory, and although they wore not elected, yet they ran ahead of the gentlemen upon the same ticket. The ladies almost universally voted. Tho scene at the polls in Cheyenne is thus described by an lowa paper 'The ladies, with a few exceptions, were brought to the polls in carriages and omni • bases, deposited their ballots, and immediate ly stepped in again and were driven borne. One ineldent•ot the day was worth relating. The oldest woman—perhaps the Oldest per son—in Cheyenne, 80 years of age, went to the polls and voted her first ballot. When she alighted from the boggy the whole crowd surrounding the polls, Republicans and Dem ocrats, took off their hats while she numbed through and deposited her vote., Wimp she turned to go away, three oheers were called for, and given so rousingly that they were heard for several squares. She'll be likely to remember her first ballot mobile she lives. The ladies didn't all vote one way blot) means. But both parties bad runners out utth buggies, from morning till sundown, gathering up all the ladies that Amld o be found. It was a fine illustration of the re spect and reverence which the men of A mai. ea have for females, that not even a drunken tough was beard to offer an insult. This may have been partly owing to the foot that both partics were courting them.' What One Sees in China. The Chinese officials anti men of wealth live in afiluence--dress richly, and keep up a host of servants and retainers. :But the poor—they work for very low prices, from five to ten cents a day, and feed anti clothe themselves from those wages. The wealthy are very indolent, and impose a system of servitude upon their employees which is in many degrees worse than even American slavery in its worst stages could have been. The peasantry are a quiet and industrious people, but seem to have no higher aim in life than to make a comfortable living on their farms and propagate their species.— They destroy a great number of the female children, hence the male population is great• ly in the majority. The laboring class in China, male and female, are but beasts of burden; they oarry everything that ie used in building a great city, or in carrying on the counnerctLoi_u_great_conatry, upon their shoulders, by means of poles, and baskets or buckets on each of the poles. The peasant women of China have large and natural feet. Their costume consists of wide pants teaching only to the knee; a loose sack reaching a little below the hips, belted a round the waist, and a little white apron half a yard square, pinned on plain They do not wear shoes and stockings; from the knee the legs are bare. They have ao fire io wintrr to warm, but us the cold increases they put on clothing until they are of an immense BZ3, and their bodies look like barrels wiat heads sticking out- at the top, walking with bare legs and feet. Nona of those who work in the rice fields in the sun ever wear any covering for the bead. The rich and poor all dress their . hair in tae same style, neatly combed in a-low--k-not-o , the top otake_hetni;_aud_these-oreantented wi-b-flowere-a-od-hair-pies-nr- bodk i ns, ei ther silver or brass. The women of China are not tall, but stocky and squarely built, and the working women very muscular. • They will carry with ease two or three hun dred pounds on their shoulders. The small footed women are unable to do any heavy work, as they cannot walk without a cane or some one to support, them.. No wan is sat isfied unless he has one wife-with small feet, and unless betrothed to one, when children, by their parents, they will work yeats to gain means to buy one, and the smaller the feet the higher the price. WHAT lIALL THAT BOY 1/43,-.—Who can tell ? The boy who reads this, what will he ? When he becomes a man, will he do many_things — r Will he read, and so he in telligent? Will he bring the powers of mind and body into exercise, and so be useful, healthful and strong? Will he pray and lie pious—good---of a noble and virtuous soul ? Will he write, and so be graceful in speech, ready in communication, and of strong influ ence ? Say, my boy.w MEITT - 3re you going to do? What you like to do now you will very likely do by-and-by. 1)o you swear now ? Do you cheat, deceice, lie, steal? Do you do dishonorable things? Are you disrespect= ful to, or do you disobey your, parents and teachers? Remember the boy makes the man. If the boy is bad the man wilt be -- If he is idle now, he will be idle when a man. What will you be? TACT.—Love swings on little hinges. It keeps an active little servant to do a good deal of its fine work, The name of the little servant is Tact. Tact is nimble-tooted and quick-fingered;. Tact sees without looking ; Tact has dying a good deal of small change on hand ;_Taet carries no heavy weapons, but can do wonders with a sling and stone ; Tact never runs his head against a stelae wall; Tact always spies a sycamore tree up which to climb when things are becoming crowded and unmanageable on tits level ground ; Taot bas a cunning way of avaling itself of a word, or a smile, or a gracious wave of the hand ; Tact cirries a bunch of curious• fashioned keys, which lam all sorts of !oeks ; Taot plants its utonosylahles wisely, for, be ing a wonosylable itself, it arranges its own order with the famiiiarity of friendship; Tact—sly, versatile, divine, mooing flying 'Net—governs the whale world, yet touches the big baby under the impression that it has not been touched at all. A strange suicide was committed in Har rison county (go ) on the Ist inst. A traveler stopped at a farm where they were threshing out grain, and going into the barn yard,began tailing to some of the men at work, telling them be used to work with a machine, whereupon ho asked leave to drive. His request was granted, and after a short spell he asked if he might not feed the ma chine. • It was quite apparent that be was well posted in-regard to threshing, and hay iegled for some time, ho looked around at the driver with a nod, aignifyiog that he wanted more power. Standing' stilt till the cylinder.was flying and buzzing around like 'double-geared lightning,' and every one be coming alarmed at the awful motion, he jumped head first against the teeth of the cylinder, and in less than as instant ha was Ishered into eternity. No one 'knew him. and there were no papers upon his Fenton by which he could be identified. GOD WORKS SILENTLY !—Drop 8 piece of wool on the floor. Do you hear it ? No It is noiseless. Bow about the snow? Does it make a great shout to tell us it is coming ? Certainly not. 'He giveth snow like wool.' It is voiceless! And this is altogether char acteristic of Divine operations. The great forces of. the Universe are mute. The Sun never speaks. The Atmosphere is mute.— Gravitation has no tongue ! Vallejo, California, must be a very •bad place to live in. The Recorder, published there, says it harbors men who •have become so saturated with the oil of condensed dam cation as to commit an not combining all the horrors of a eintnry of crimes into orm" iaistftpo poem. Venice An Obstruction ! , I never forgot icy dooty aiiiisban but onot, and then I was ternted.miglit,y strong. I was out in the country takin iti stint fresh air, for which the country is se famed—the day wus butitul, and I felt Sorrel years' yuoger •than I rely woe. The burds split their throats to pleerrtne; and the clover blos. sows shelled out there perloom quite lavish. Suddenly, on the brow of a small hill, I saw a figger of such sewperlativ buty that I stopt and mekanikaly sot myself down on the top rail ov a fence and gazed on the superb picterkin strawberries, and didn't notiss me. My feeble pen can't de. ekribe one side ov her. I flat - my necktie, brusbt my hair a leetle, sot my hat sumwat gallus on the side ov mi hed, put on a look ov affenhun, and then coded slitely to at. trakt her notiss. She lookt up and her he met mine. I could skareely keep. mi seot on that rale, I wuz so smeered all over with happiness.-- I flirted nil red hankeruheef gently, and she mild, an I chuekt a kiss at her, an she kist the tips of her strawberry painted fingers an pitch thew tads use Then I. did fall off the fence. I wuz so inflated with bliss that I • dropt like a tether, and soon scrambled to mi teet, but, alas, she bed gone. I coodn't give it up so, but started on a stiff trot after Wet.— I coodn'tiiolp it. I would have 'offered that gal of had fifteen wives at hum waitin tew mop the flare with me. But suddenly a large sized man stood in the rotte.an bard mi progress. 'No you don't old_Skeesick,' he sed_Sest I, 'look here mi freud, eery man was created ekal, indowed with certain ineffable rites, a niong-st-whielt-is-Iderlihertyi-and-th e persoe t of happiness. That ere gal that lately a dorned the brow of that hill is mi happiness, and I'm ' engaged in her persoot. G‘t out uir my way, or this secluded patch uv ground will be pointed out by lecher generashuos az the_spot-where-a distinguished literary gen tleman thrash a feller ov low extrieshan for gittin in his way.' Thr he • `m — f afr —iie grin he giv me is still fntygraft on mi memory. He 'didn't move an I squared mi sell off at him It wiz a desprit konfliot, but I won't weary the impaihent reader with the detales, but will simply remark that I dicta' t loller that Jul. BEWARE OF THE 'POWDER —There is a -good joke going the rounds, of a young lady and - gentleman at a fashionable party in this city, a few evenings since. The young man was handsome and-toil:Ty ; with the younz lady arrayed in all the exquisite taste of lavender, rose, ete„ with gold powdered hair flowing over tier swan like _neck. - b'imfing the beat of the room - too mach for them, they sought the cool shade of an arbor where they might listen-to-the-fountain's tall. The music_tose_aud fell, time flew on silver pin ions, and after an absence of about three hours our young friends entered the brilliant ,y_illtun;rtated parlors. The lady passed on in the dance, but the young man was slight ly taken back by his next neighbor inform log him that round his neck was the un mistakable print of two arms, all in chalk and diamond dust; on one shoulder a large pile of yellow powder, and on his upper lip and cheek diamond dust bloom of youth and yellow powder, mixed up generally. The young lady's hair was observed to be several shades paler. Itioaat.---oarry a dusting broom in you pocket,. =1=1::= Dear friends, there are three things I very much wonder at. Tho first is, that children should be so foolish as to throw up stones and brickbats and clubs into fruit trees, to knock down the fruit; if they would let it alone, it would fall itself. The second is, that men should be so foolish, and even so wick ed, as to go to war and kill one another ; i}' they would only let each other alone, they would die of themselves And the third and last thing L wonder at is, that young men should be so unwise as s to go after the young women; if they would only stay at home, the 3oung women worthi come aster them. 111=21 If a book makes you look with less abhor rence on any sin, if its dashing hero talks profanely, or if the morals of the story , are not pure, if it tends to make you dissatisfied and impatient with the lot God has appointed you, and to distinguish less clearly between right and wrong ; you had better throw it in to the fire, even if it boned in velvet with clasps of gold. The fair page of the naiad. cannot be washed clean after it bas been de filed of each contact, any more than a sheet of paper which you have covered with ink. stains. AN INDIAN'S HEAVEN.—Whea deatlb enters an Indian tribe, the relatives mourn, by loud wailings for days, painting their faoea and tearing their cloches. The Indian Inas forward to a tatare state, Mid he be lieves it will be one of endless hunting and fisbiag, where the plains will be full of buf falo and dear, and the lakes full of fish, and where his own wigwam will be so snugly placed as to be swore from all attaeL There is an intelligent dog at Mad Pint - 7: Indiana, that whenever a Methodist,miniater comes to the house proceeds at once to catch a chicken, a thing he Will sot do at any oth er time. A debating society out is the country has been for some time engaged in the discussion of the question : •It you had to have &bile, where would you have it ?' They finally de cided—Tin another fellow. An Irish school-master wrote the follow► ing copy for one of, his pupils 'ldleness covereth a man with nakedness.' ,The prettier the foot widish* tha easiot it gets up stares. ',srwtßEit I 3
Significant historical Pennsylvania newspapers