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TCIP- Dr, Eurd's MOUTH WASH, TOOTH POWDER, and TOOTH ACHE DROPS can not be sent by mail, but they can probably be obtained at your Drug or Periodical Stores. It they cannot, send to us for the DENTAL Treasury, Price, 191, which contains them. Now are Dr. Hurd's Preparations Good? The best evidence that they are is, that their firmest friends and best patrons are those who have used them longest. Dr. William 13. Hurd is an eminent Dentist of Brooklyn, Treasurer of the New York State Dentists' Association,. and these preparations have been used in his private practice for years, and no leading citizen of Brooklyn or Wil liamsburg, questions their excellence, while +eminent Dentists of New York recommend them as the best known to the profession.— Without the aid of advertising, dealers have sold them by the gross. The Editor of the Brooklyn Daily Times .lia) a :—" We are happy to know that our friend Pr. Hurd, is succeeding beyond all expecta tions with his Mouth Wash and Tooth Pow der. The great secret of his success rests with the fact that his articles are precisely what they are represented to be, as we can testify from their long use." The well known T. Barnum writes:— found your Tooth Powder so good that my family have used it all up. We find it the best Powder for the Teeth that we ever used. I shall leelobliged if you will send me another supply at the Museum at your convenience, with bill." But their cost is so small that every one may test the Rattner for himself. lloware of the'ordinary Tooth Powders. Dr. Hurd's Tooth Powder contains no acid, nor alkali, nor charcoal, and polishes without wearing the enamel. Use no other. What will Dr. Hurd's Remedies Effect? Dr. Hurd's Mouth Wash and Tooth Powder will give young ladies that finest charm in woman—a sweet breath and pearly teeth.— Try them lathes. Dr. Hurd's Mouth Wash and Tooth Pow der will cleanse the mouth from all foul ex halations, and if used in the morning, will make the breakfast taste sweeter and the day begin more pleasantly. Hundreds of persons can testify to this. Try them, gentlemen. Dr. Hurd's Mouth Wash and Tooth Pow der are the best preparations in the world for curing bad Breath and giving firmness all , health to the gums. Hundreds of cases Diseased Blee ms, Sore Mouth, tank , etc., have bee cure by Dr. Hurd's astrin. •nt wash. Dr. flurd's outh WlAshtd Tooth tow der give an a on ar trrc hip, and make husban s mot agreeable to their gives and wives to their husbands. They should be used by every person having ARTIFICIAL TEL which are liable to impart a taint to the mouth. Dr. Hurd's TOOTHACHE DROPS cure Toothache arising from exposed nerves, and are the best friends that parents can have in the house to save their children from torture aid themselves from loss of sleep and sympa thetic suffering. 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They are of two sizes, one small, for the face, price 15 cents, and the other large, for application to the body, price 37 cents. Will be mailed on receipt of price and one stamp. What are the People Doing ? The American people are intelligent enough to appreciate preparations that contribute so much to the happiness of those using them, and they want them. Every mail brings us letters, some ordering the Treatise on Teeth, borne the Neuralgio Plaster, and not a few enclosing 37 cents for the Mouth Wash, to be sent by mail ; but to these we ate compelled to reply that it is impossible to send a half pint bottle by mail. The people want these Remedies. Who will supply them? NOW IS TUE GRANGE FOR AGENTS - - - Shrewd agents can make a small fortune in carrying these articles around to families,— The Dental Treasury is the neatest article that a man or weman can carry around. Send for one and see, or, better, u dozen, which we will sell, as samples, for $7. Agents supplied liberally with Circulars. it Now is the time, to go into the business, to do good, and make a profit. We are spending thousands foi the benefit of agents. New England men or women ! here is something nice, and a chance to take the tide at its flood. Address, WM. B. _HURD §• CO., Tribune Buildings, NEW YORK. That remittances may be made with confi dence, W. it. B. & Co. refer to the Mayor of 13:ooklya ; to G. W. Griffith, President of harmers' and Citizens' Bank, Brooklyn ; to Joy, Coe, & Jo., New York to P. T. Barnum, Esq., New York, etc., ete. Proprietor_ VOL. 8. I OWE NO MAN A DOLLAR. BY CHARLES P. ARIBAS Oh, do not envy, my own dear wife! The wealth of our next door neighbor, But bid me still to be stout of heart, And cheerfully follow my labour. You must know, the last of those little debts That have been our lingering sorrow, Is paid this night! So we'll both go forth, With happier hearts to-morrow. Oh, the debtdr is but a shame-faced dog, With the creditor's name on the collar; While I'm a king and you are a queen, For we owe no man a dollar Otir neighbour you saw in his coach to-day, With his wife and his flaunting daughter, While we sat down at our coverless board, To a crust and a cup of water. I saw that the tear-drop stood in your eye, Though you tried your best to conceal it— . I knew that the contrast reached your heart, And you could not help but feel it; But knowing now that our scanty fare Has freed my neck from the collar, You'll join my laugh, and help me shout, That we owe no man a dollar! This neighbor, whose show has dazzled your eyes, In fact, is a wretched debtor; I pity him oft from my very heart, And I wish that his lot were better. Why, the man is the veriest slave alive, For his dashing wife and daughter Will live in style, though ruin should come— So he goes like a lamb to the slaugkter ; But he feels it the tighter every day, That terrible debtor's collar Oh, what would he give could lie say with us, That he owed no man a dollar I You seem amazed, but tell you more; Within two hours I met him Sneaking away with a frightened air, As if a fiend had beset him ; Yet he fled from a very worthy man, Whom I met with the greatest pleasure— Whom I called by name, and forced to stop, Though he said he was not at leisure. He held my last note ! so I held him fast, Till he freed my neck from the collar; Then I shook his hand as I proudly said, " Now, I owe no man a dollar!" Ah I now you smile, for you feel the force Of the truths I have been repeating ; I knew that a downright honest heart In that gentle breast was beating! To-morrow rise, with a giant's strength, To follow my daily labour But, ere we sleep, let us humbly pray For our wretched Znext-door neighbor; And we'll pray for the time when all shall be free From the weight of the ten the poorest will lift his, ' Now, I owe no man a dolhii (1 1 htor's collar-- z voice and cry, If) LITTLE CARLIN A. STORY OF REAL LIFE The cold, gray light of a chilly spring Morning crept slowly over a sleepy old city far away in Rhineland. It stole over the battered walls of a crazy tene ment in one of the narrow streets, and looking determinedly through the dingy attic window, it found• little Carlin sit ting up in his bed, weeping bitterly. In the same room, sleeping sweetly, were five other fair-haired children, with their little heads full of pleasant dreams. But these were not brothers and sisters of little Carlin, and this was partly the reason why he was in such bitter grief, in the shadowy morning twilight. Ten years before, in the sweet May time, when Heinrick Mueller, the father of these sleeping children, opened his door to go out to his daily work, he found a basket on the steps, and in it a little helpless baby. He did not know at first what to do, for he was eery poor, and already had three or four small mouths to fill. But when he took the forsaken child to his wife, it opened its blue eyes, was half frightened, and then smiled a doubtful, pitiful smile, which went straight to her kind heart, and she said pleadingly, "We must keep it, Beinsieh. Who knows but the good God has sent him to our door, and we may entertain an angel unawares." Her husband still looked doubtful, but when she whispered, "He will take the place of our own little May, now resting in the bosom of our heavenly Father," replied. " Take your own way, good wife, for you seldom go astray." Then she folded the helpless babe in her arms, and carried him in, as one of her owu children. They called him Carlin, and as day after day revealed some newer charm, they all grew to love him dearly, and the children thought him their own true little brother. As he grew older, he showed a great fondness for music, and all around the house his small fingers had stretched little pieces of wire, picked up iu his wanderings around the city; andisome times iu wild, windy nights, Madam Mueller would almost shudder when she heard the strange, sad music of these strings, swept by invisible fingers. But Lit It ( 41ibtpt1tbfitt Vantsjllinutia afinanat far 14t gan4 MARIETTA, JUNE 28, 1862. when she watched the rapt face and kindling eyes of little Carlin, she always said. "If they please thee, little son, thou shalt have as many wind-harps as thou likest." Then he would kiss his kind mamma, and tell her odd fancies that the quiver ing strings whispered to him, till she would shake her head, and say to her hesband, "He is not like the others, Heinrich. Who knows where the an gels found him who brought him to our door?" And when Madame Mueller read the Bible to the children all gathered round her knee, little Carlin would beg to hear of the young David, who with sweet music charmed away the evil spirit from the heart of mighty Saul, or he would have her read of the vision of the groat throne—,-of the "harpers harping with harps"—of the wonderful " new song," till the tears filled his eyes, and his yoSting heart beat with a strange, sweet joy. For many years, Heinrich Mueller prospered, and kept his family in great comfort, but at the time when my story commences, there had been a sad change. Sickness and loss of employment had brought him to great distress; and one evening, after the hungry children had been sent supperless to bed. Heinrich and his wife sat sadly together, talking over their mornful prospects. Little Carlin tried in vain to sleep, but every word sounded so plainly through the thin board partition, ho could not help hearing all they said. At last he started up in bed with a half-smothered cry of dismay, as he heard Heinrich say, " Yes, we must part with little Carlin, for we can scarcely feed our own. Carlin must go, poor boy !" " We will miss him sadly," wept kind mamma Mueller : " but alas ! what can we do ? Poor Johannas is almost help less With his lame - fciot,'Riga 'and - LiSette are growing pale and thin, working upon their lace pillows, and the others are too small. But he, poor child, what can he do with those little hands? lle is more tender and delicate than our ME " Lie will grow good wife," replied Heinrich. "We must give him to some farmer who will take him into the coun try and make a fine worker of him. I will see about it to-morrow." " Ah, how I shall miss his sweet voice !" wept Madame Mueller. " I cannot let him go." . " Wilt thou see him starve, tlien 2" a.ked her husband, sadly. But Carlin could hear no more, and hiding his face in the coverlid, he sobbed himself to sleep. . Now this is the reason why the light of that chilly spring morning, searching for the once merry little face of Carlin, found it like the sun in a fog, half drowned in a mist of tears. After some time, Carlin suddenly ceased weeping, and seemed to have formed some great resolution. " I will not stay," half aloud, " to eat the bread. which belongs to mamma Dlueller's own little children ; but I will not be sent away, for it would break my heart. I will go myself, and the great God who takes care of little help less birds and flowers will be my Father, and take care of me." He dressed himself softly in his little tattered garments, went carefully out of the house, and busied himself with tak ing down all the wires he had stretched for the gentle wind-fingers. "Mamma Mueller would weep if she heard them when I am gone," said the child simply. Then going in again very softly, he kiss ed with many tears, the rosy cheeks of Margot, Sohannes, Riga, and the little ones. Then kneeling for a moment by the door of Madame Mueller, he prayed that God "would keep and bless her, and that she might live till he had earn. ed money, and could bring to her dear hands, and that she might again call him " little son." So the child want bravely forth in the chill morning, down into the heart of the great city. The gay stores were just being opened, and never had they looked so grand and imposing. Carlin went into several very timidly, and asked, "Do you want a boy ?" But some answered harshly, and some young clerks only laughed, and jeering at his worn garments, said, " The King of Taterdom is looking out for recruits, and will probably make you a captain of the raged regiment." Carlin shrank away with tearful eyes but still went on determinedly, lifting from his heavy heart a constant prayer 11 rte I that the next attempt might be success ful ; but all in vain. At last the weary day' began to close, and the child, tired and hungry, sat down on a stone wall, and began to think anxiously•what he should do next, and where he should spend the night; and again he breathed a prayer that God would remember the little fatherless child. Just then a strain-of soft, sweet music stole upon his ear. Carlin started. He was close at the door of the great cathedral, which he had so longed to enter, and his kind mamma Mueller had promised some day to take him when his clothes were better. But now no one knew him. Why should he not creep softly in and hear the wonderful music ? So Carlin stole in, and hid in a dark corner of the organ-loft, unpre ceived by the choir. He looked with awe at the grand organ, with its mag nificent golden pipes, and all thought of weariness and pain was forgotten. The music was very low, and some times almost lost in the great arches.— Then came a swell of sound like along sigh, and Carlin said to himself, " The organ is asleep—is dreaming; it is talk ing in its sleep." And he crept gently out of his hiding-place, and reverently the side of the huge instrument, and passed his hand caressingly over the gilded mouldings: But - by-and-by it began to wake up.— Grand bursts of harmony filled the cathe dral ; the choir arose and sang a noble, triumphant Chant thrilled Carlin to the heart. Unconsciously he drew nearer, till ho stood by the great " Meister " who dared to touch those wonderful keys. Suddenly upon the full, harmony rose the clear treble of a sweet young voice, and the Meister turning, saw a little weary tattered child, bending forward with clasped hands and alook of heaven ly peace in his clear blue eyes. The service ended, but the child still stood transfixed, and the Meister said kindly, " What wilt thou, little one 2" " Oh, great Meister," cried Carlin breathlessly, "have you not heard the ' harpers harping with harps ?" have you not been singing the new songs ?" Oh, please, please teach it to me." The good Meister looked doubtfully at the child. "He is not all right," he thought to himself; " the finger of God has touched him." "Come, little one," added he aloud, ".thou must go to thy home." Carlin started about him as one aroused from a dream. All the painful reality flashed upon him in a moment. He could not go back to trouble dear mam ma Mueller, and God, had not yet given him another home. A touching look of despair swept over his childish face, but it was dark, and the kind Meister did not see it, but only said again. " Come, child, run to my home, and to-morrow thou mayest come again, Canst thou sing much ?" " I sing what the wind taught me," Carlin, simply ; and he sung a plaintive little melody which thrilled the old mu sician's heart. " That is wonderfully sweet," said he. "Ah !" said little Carlin, " If I could only sing the naw song." " And where do they sing that ?" said the Meister, smiling. "In the other country," said little Carlin, " and mamma says it is so wonder ful that the angels listen, and no one sings it but the earth children." " Well, little one, good," said the Meister. " Come again to-morrow, and we will talk more." Carlin looked wistfully in his face, tried to say, "I have no home to-night," but the words choked him, and he stag gered wearily away. The tears blinded his eyes so that he could not see, and stumbling across the busy street, he was suddenly knocked down, and heavy wheels passed over his poor little limbs. • The Meister heard a cry of agony, and turning, he saw them lifting up the faint ing form of his little friend. A sharp pang shot through his heart. Ele had not done his duty by the helpless child. Ile hastened to the spot, and took him in his arms. "He is dead, I think," said one of them. " Mast thou gone to learn the ' new song?" whispered the Meister tenderly. " Not yet, good Meister," said little Carlin, with a faint smile, opening slight ly his misty blue eyes. " Not Yet ?" said the Meister cheerily ; "then we will keep thee, and thou shalt make a famous singer here, for thy voice is as sweet as the birds that sing in Para dise. Carlin smiled, but soon a look of great tint Term.--C)ias ]Dollar a Year trouble crossed his face "Do not carry me, great Meister," he said, bravely trying to hide the anguish he was suffering. "You must not carry me—a ragged little boy. Please lay me down softly in the shadow of the wall, and I will be betty'. in the morning." "Thou poor child," said the Meister, " dost thou know that thou• wouldst die with thy broken bones?" But the peor child had again fainted from weakness and pain, and the Meister carried him home. 'Be had to children of his own, and his heart warmed to the little pale orphan. I should make my story too long if I should tell you how tenderly Carlin was nursed, and how the Meister grew to love him like his own son. When he was well once more, he was taken to the grand cathedral, and, to his exquisite delight, the good Meister taught him to sing, and gave him a place in the choir beside that wonderful organ. A small salary was paid him weekly. and with the first little sum he basted to his loved mamma Mueller. The good woman wept for joy and said he should never leave her again. But when he told her of his happy life with the good Meister, she bade him go, for she was still in great poverty. It was a great happiness to Carlin to carry this money to his dear old friends, and without this help at one time they would have suffer ed much from want. Carlin is still singing his sweet songs and trusting in God ; and although, as he is a little lame, he will never be able to play the organ with the grand pedals. like his beloved " Meister," still he feels that it is right, for he talks much of the better country where there is no more sorrow and pain, and slipping his hand in the good Meister's, he says with sweet confidence— " As well the singers as the players on instruments shall be there."—Family Treasury. A. MILLIONAIRE IN APRON AND SIIIRT SLERVES.—MODe Wey, a French writer of distinction, who passed some weeks in London, has recently published in Paris his impressions, under the title of "The English at Home." On one occa sion, while riding in an omnibus, he formed acquaintance with a fellow-pas senger, from whom he derived many explanations of the strange things he saw. One of these we give : "I addres sed a few words to him concerning a carriage which drove by. It was too fine to be elegant, and was drawn by two magnificent horses. On the box adorn ed with beautiful fringe, sat a black coated coachman ; there was not a wrinkle in his white cravat—his snowy gloves were spotless. In the vehicle, on downy cushions, 'Carelessly lounged a man without a .oat, his arms bare, his sleeves turned up to his shoulders ; an apron, , with the corners turned up, served him a girdle—so that the coach man looked like a gentlemen driving a mechanic in his working dress.. Mons. W. asked his neighbor who and what was the strange looking occupant of the dashing carriage. "The richest butcher in London," was the reply; "he is riding in his cal riage from the slaughter-house to his residence. His forefathers were in the same business ; his father left him a fortune of more than two millions, and he out of modesty followed his profes sion a very honorable custom. This gentleman butcher possesses four mil lions." &F Two Bostonians, rusticating in Vermont persuaded a lad who owned a pet 'black bear to let them try three Powerful dogs on him, the bear to be made fast to a post by a chain about twelve feet long. The Vermont boy agreed, in consideration of $2 50, and the result was three dead dogs, two mortified Bostonians, one triumphant bear, and a jubilant Green Mountain juvenile. VT The following conversation took place on the receipt of the news of the evacuation of Corinth: "What do you think of Gen. Halleck's First Epistle to the Corinthians ?" "Very good. He persuades, by a cant term. cw_ Religion is not a thing which spends itself. It is like a river which winds continually, and which is never so broad or so deep as at its mouth, where it rolls into the ocean of eternity. There are two kinds of family jars; into one you put your sweetmeats, and into the other you put-your foot. DISINFECTING AGENTS.—AB the warm weather approaches, our citizens should thoroughly cleanse their premises, ren dering them as pure and healthy as pos sible. There are a number of disinfect ing agents which will be found efficacious in removing offensive smells from damp, mouldy cellars, yards, pools of stagnant water, decaying vegetable matter, ect. Either of the following will answer the purpose, while they cost but a trifle : 1. One pint of the liquor of chloride of zinc, in one pailful of water and one pound of chloride of lime in another pail ful of water. This is, perhaps, the most effective of anything that can be used ; and, when thrown upon decaying vege table matter of any description, will ef fectually destroy ull offensive odors. NO. 48. 2. Three or four pounds of sulphate of copper (copperas) dissolv ,d in a pailful of water, will in many cases be .nifficient to remove all offensive odors. 3. Chloride of lime is better to scatter about damp places, in yards, in damp cellars, and upon heaps of filth. THE CECICKAHOMLNY HISTORY.—The Chickahominy river, ell Allow, from the reports of Gen. McClellan's operations to be a small stream in the vicinity of Richmond, which broadens and deepens gradually in its course. Sometime be fore it reaches the James river, into which it empties, thirty-seven miles above Fortress Monroe; it is affected by the tides, and at the month is, as it appears from the James, between two and three miles wide. The Chickahom iny is the stream which Capt. John Smith was exploring when he was cap tured by the warriors of Powhattan. It is believed he was captured somewhere near the scene of the late battle. It will be remembered that its banks were in the days of John Smith, as now, noted for marshes. Smith was mired in the swamp when the savages pounced upon him. GENERAL VIELE.-A Norfolk corres pondent tells the following anecdote of General Viele, showing one of many means of rhming Secession :—"A lady came into his office to consult him or demand some favor. He received her with his usual politeness, but suddenly noticing that she wore the Confederate colors prominently, in the shape of a brooch, mildly suggested that it would, perhaps have been in better taste to come to his office without such decora tion. "I have a right, sir, to consult my own wishes as to what I shall wear." "Then, madam," replied the General, "permit me to claim an equal right in choosing with whom I shall converse ;" and the dignified lady had to withdraw from his presence. CY George Francis Train is responsi ble for the following: "What a howl would have passed through England had the Nothern army been guilty of the brutal atrocities perpetrated by the Rebels at Manassas and elsewhere ? Using the skulls of our brave officers for spitoons, boiling off their flesh to get for castanets, and sending tokens made from the bones of our brave men to the fiends in the shape of women„who seem to have acted like so• many tigresses during this terrible civil war. May God have mercy on their souls!" CLASSIC SPOTS OF THE SOUTH.—Hano ver, the birth-place of Henry Clay, near Ashland ; Mt. Vernon, the abode and tomb of George Washington; and the Hermitage, the lovely residence and the final resting place of lion-hearted An drew Jackson, are now all within the lines of the Union army, and guarded by the Federal flag, to whose glory their honored and useful lives were given.— The dust of every dead President of the United States is enciosed by the nation al lines. *IT When Gen. Fremont was at the West, his most secret despatches to the President were sent in Magyar, which was as good as a cypher, since no traitor knows the tongue. It is said that there is no record of any Hungarian being in the rebel service, though there are many in our army. gir Firmer at Gloucester, Mass., having exhausted all other means of capturing or driving away crows from his field, soaked a quantity of corn in rum, and laid it about the place with a liberal hand. The next day he cap tured thirteen birds who were too drunk to get away. Er Precocious Pupil—Please Miss, what is the meaning of suberbs ? Gover ness—(who is extensively crinolined ;) The outskirts of a place, my dear. Pupil (seizing Miss J. by the dress ;) Then, Miss Jones, are these your suberbe ? Cr Extra Billy Smith, a rebel Colon el, and at one time a member of Con gress, was wounded at the the battle of Fair Oaks. The Breckinridgers of the North used to hold this man up a model politician and friend of his country. Gr. At first the dissipated resort to wine to stimulate their wits, and M. the end have to resort to tleir wits to pro, care their wine The display of laces at the Great Exhibition in London is described as being particularly fins, and the Irish laces carry off the prize.
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