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HAPPY OLD AGE.
I feel that age has overta'en
My steps on life's descending way,
But time has left no lingering pain,
Ro shadow of an evil day; •
And you, my children, gather near
To smooth and solace my decline,
And I have hope that your career
Will be as blessed as mine.
Not ■ll exempt has been my sky
From Hire:Wring storm and low'ring, cloud,
But sunbursts shed from source on high
Have cheered my spirit when it bowed.
Not all without the shard and thorn
Has been my path from first to last;
But springs and flowers, of mercy born, -
!lave - soothed me as I passed.
And now my mind, all clear and cool—
As f serenely talk or muse—
Is tranquil as yoo glassy pool,
Reflecting aututun's sunset hues.
Time has not dulled my moral sense,
Nor has it dimmed my mental sight;
No passions weaken my defence,
No doubts and cares alYrigat.
'DA retrospection', even yet,
Will lead me through past trodden ways,
And I remember—wby forget?
The magic of my early days;
Ail nature so divinely wrought,
The unravelled mystery of [Ap t
A wukeme to exalted thought . ,
And lent my spirit wings.
And I remember how I grew
Up to sunny noon of 3 oath,
From yohth to manhood, till I knew
That love was near akin to truth.
My trials, bravely o7ereome ;
My triumphs, not of purpose vain ;
All these, with vague but pleasant hum,
Still murmur throftli my brain:
My children, offspring of a tree
Whose top is Lowy with decay,
Whose trunk is shaken as may be
Before it falls and fades away—
Rt.ceive what faithful men unfold,
Revere what truthful men proclaim,
And before heaven and man uphold •
The honor of my name.
Forme, i have no mortal fear,
No treinbiings as I burry down
My way is clear, the end is near,
The goal, the glory, and the crown
Then shed no bitter tears for me,
As ye consign me to the dust;
Rather rejoice that I shall be
W.th God, my strength and trust.
EGO AND ECHO.
I asked of Echo, l'other day,
( Whose words are often funny),
What to a novice she should say
Of courtship, love and matrimony? -
quoth Echo, plainly—c!Mhtter-o-money !,9
Whom should I marry T should it be
A dashing damsel, neat and pert—
A pattern of inconstancy; "
Or selfish, mercenary flirt
Quoth Echo, sharply—" Nary flirt I"
That if, aweary of the strife
That Jong has lured the gay deceiver,
She promised to amend her life
And inn no more; can I believe her 1
Quoth Echo, with decision--" Leave her I"
But if some maiden with a heart,
On me should venture to bestow it,
Pray, should I act the wiser part
To take the treasure or forego it?
Quoth EOM, very }no nptly—"Oo it 1"
But wl at, if seemingly afraid
To bind herself in Hymen's fetter, •
She vows she means to die a maid,
,Ta answer to my loving letter T
quoth Echo, rather coolly—" Let her 1"
What if, in spite of her disdain,
I find my heart so twined about
With Cupids dear, delicinds chain,
So closely that I can't get out?
Quoth Echo, laughingly—" Get out!"
B u t if some maid with beauty blest,
As pure and fair an heaven make her,
Will share my labor and my rest,
Till envious Death shall overtake her
Quoth Echo (sotto voce)—"Take her!"
fur A Cockney says that the wa
ter makes a great transformation in
cloth. Take, gay a piece of linen, and
soak it thoroughly; and it will be welt
wet {yeivetto)
alubtvOcitt Vlntitzlotrattia Nountil lcbotrb xa lafr tts , Yittraturt, agricatture, lidos of Ot Irotal•dottlfittntr, tVc.
It was in J ne, the most beautiful of
the summer months—a glowing, regal
day of almost tropic richness. We were
lounging on the piazza of C---IHouse,
some half a dozen of us, trying to keep
cool.
"If Mrs. Jennings invites any more
men here, I shall leave," said pretty
Susie Morris, as she entered the room
hastily. "line cann move without
meeting 'top-boots' and straw hats."
"What is wrong, Susie ? your face i 8
a perfect crimson "
"And no wonder, girls, I have just
been most beautifully caught. It was
so warm upstai s, and you gir's
. were
chatting away like mad down here ; so,
as I wanted to finish 'Adam Bede,' I
discarded my hoops, shoes, and stock_
ings, and conveyed the rest of
.myself
out to the arbor to read. I would not
have risked it, but Mrs. Jennings told
me he gentlem,m b d all gone fishing,
and would nut return till late, I flung
myself clown on the moutai, and buried
My bare feet in the long grass. Oh !it
was del ciously cool. and I was con
gratulating mysc:f on havi g escaped
you triegpieg, when Kllo should cuter
and fling himself into the garden-chair
but Mr, Egetton."
"Harry E:yerton of all men in the
world ! the pink of neatness, proud, ex.
ernsive, aristocratic, and all the rest ;
never wore a rumpled shirt-collar in his
life, thinks w men sleep in full dress.—
Oh ! horror, Susie, you a e undone."
"Wasn't it too bad V' said poor Susie
fairly ready to cry.
"Never min,:,, Susie," said Laura
11astiugp, "you look as Fweet as ever
you can look, Witti •our %bite wrapper,
and your splendid hair twisted up 80,
carelessly,"
"Listen to Laura, I do believe she
could comfort au old tumid in musquito
time."
"What did flacry say Susie ?"
"lie did not notic me at .first ;• when
be turned, he spr,teg t his feet and ap
ologized. Re bad taken a severe head
ache, and leaving the fishers at Ford's
Landing, had corns Imam by the three
o'clock boat. lie did not Feet]] to no
tice my confusion, but glanced roguishly
at my feet, and • then_ at his pantaloons
thrust in his beets, as m• ch as if to say,
'Wo are quits !' But there 3 shan't
talk anymore about it." And she es
caped to her own room, t write letters,
as she Said, whilst the rest us remained
to talk—well, scandal,
"I think Susie and Mr. Egerton ar
mutally pleased with each other, or else
Susie is flirting wi:h him."
I fired up at this.
"Excuse me, Helen, for contradicting
you 1 but Susie Morris is not given to
flirting ; besides, she is, as you know,
engaged."
"So I toil Mr. Egerton, but he don't
believe it. Lie says, if it is so, he de
vuut y the colts "1 truer get shot."
"And it ho did, Susie would never
marry him very shallow ; so he may di
ges- that at his leio‘urta."
"You are very erns. iy, Grace.—
You shouldn't be bard ou the poor mad',
he is so handsome." -
"Bah! I bate bitntiseme men. Give
me a real homely one, like Doctor
Moore ; he's sure to be sen.,ible."
This was a double thrust, In'ended to
quiet tiiro tongues, for Helen Sloan. and
Mary Mac were supposed to have about
an equal right in the aforesaid doctor's
heart ; at least, they were both storm
ing the same castle.
"Indeed, he is homely, Gracie (an in
nocent bit of spite of Laura's); I won•
der what brought him here, anyway."
"Oh, he knew Hardnelk
,was to be a
rendezvous for beauty, this season, and,
what is far better in his eyes, beauties
with long rent rolls,"
Helen and Mary both flung off, shut
ting the door hard behind them. They
were both heiresses ; and as soon as the
valiant doctor found - out who had the
most money, he intended to provosts.
Sweet Susie Morris was all Aileron-
Ci 01.13 of the conquest. sh- had made,
and Harry Egerton continued to waste
his "killing" smiles and glances, firmly
believing he had only to propose to be
accepted. I wickedly determined to
let him find out the truth for himself;
and the rest of the girls. from spite
that he slighted them, kept the secret,
too. Susie knew nothing of our many
quiet gossips at her expense, and went
on her way calm and serene.
Laura, like myself was somewhat of a
dreamer, and it came to pass, whilst
the party were out sailing and riding,
we sat at the window of my pleasant
bed-, om, building those shadowy ea-
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MARIETTA, PA., SATURDAY, MAY 2. 1863.
ties that tumble down so easily. It was
an old-fashioned house, with a balcony
built on three sides of it. In. a little
while our reverie was disturbed by the
sound of the booted feet coming toward
"Hush I it is Harry Egerton and Ned
Lyman," and we hastily dropped the
curtain, and kept very still, while the
gentlemen cooly appropriated the
chairs we had vacated when the dew
began to fall.
"Now fora treat." whispered Laura;
"just hear how he will blow."
'But it's so wean to listen.'
'No, it isn't, to such a gas-house as
[tarry Egerton—hush 1'
'Where is your pretty Susie, tonight,
Barry ? I wonder to see you alone'
'Gone to ride with Doctor Moore,
the old gray-beared. I'll put a bullet
through him if be interferes again in my
property. I know Susie is dreadfully
bored'
'When wilr we have the pleasure of
congratulating Mrs. Egerton 2'
'Oh, as soon as it grows cooler ; it's too
confounded warm, to wear broadcloth.'
"Then it's all fi ,ed ? The lady has
confessed her love?'
'Of course how could she help it ?'
'l'm sorry to differ with you, Harry;
but I don't believe Susie Morris will
ever be Mrs. Egerton.'
'The mischief you don't I What will
you bet on it ?'
'Anything you like.
'This diamond ring against your shirt
studs.'
'Agreed—but remember, if she refu
ses you, the ring is mine.'
'Certainly; but do not fear.'
'Hush, Harry ! hark, a minute ! lam
sure I heard a noise. Perhaps seme•of
these imps of girls aro about; they all
room on this side of the-house.' .
'Oh I no, they're all on the river, but
Susie and Doctor Moore. But it's al
most time for Susie to_ return. I must
go and look after her. Come, let us go
below.' And slipping his arm -through
his companion's, they were soon out of
sight-and hearing.
'Do you feel mean, Laura? You're
mother taught ion not to listen.'
'Not a bit; the mike scamp'
A scamp, indeed ! never spoke
a word on the stitject of marriage to
Susie in his life, I know or she would
have told me of it. The truth of it is,
she w ie so calm and cool, he is afraid to
venture; but he will, before she leaves.
le'Ve hoard the girls' voices, and stole
slyly down the back way, determined to
keep our counsel, and wait patiently.
It was the night before we left Hard
neck, and oar kind hostess gave a large
party in our honor. Susie had not come
down yet, though the rest of us had been
in the drawing.room at least thirty min
utes. Egerton stood laming against
the piano, watching the door and I knew
by the eipression of his face, that he
meant to dare his fate, to-night. I knew
what kept Susie. Letters had come
from the warrior lover, one of which said
he'expected to be home for a few days
how soon he could not just say—per
haps, though, within the week. I had
dressed early, and left Susie to dream
over those previous letters. I was
was watching, too, and soon a light
step announced, her coming. I was
determined Mr. Egerton should "hunt"
a chance to pop the question in, so met
her at the door and drew her arm
through mine. She was very beautiful
in her floating white robe, with briliiant
red verbenas ou her bosom, and iu her
black hair. and the quiet of her great
happiness in her dark, misty eyes. I
led her to the extreme corner of the
room, far as possible away from Mr. Eg
erton,though I well know those things
that always "come home to roost" were
following me ; but I did not care.
Later in the evening, Laura and I
were alruost`convulsed by 'hearing Ned
Lyman say, in passing :
'W hen shall I have the pleasure of
wearing that diamond-ring, Egerton ?'
An hour later, Susie and I stood on
the verandah.
'What brought you out here, Susie 7
I hunted you all around.'
'Oh, nothing; only Mr. Egerton wor
ries me to death following me around.
I don't know what the man means.'
I knew very. well what the man meant;
my heart not being so pre-occupied as
Susie's but I did not say so.
Turning, I eaw the gentleman himself
coming toward the verandah, and saying
to Susie, "Wait here a moment, I have
forgotton my fan" (which was true), I
paseedthiongh one low window whilst
he'etepped on the verandah from an
other. Jo my haste` to - escape Unseen
I almost fell into the arms of Ned Ly
man, who stood concealed beneath the
the heavy fall of curtains that drapped
the window.
•Go away a little while,:Ned ; I want
this window.'
'Go away a littlo while, Grace, I
want this window.'
'What for, Ned ?'
'To listen to Egerton's proposal: to
Susie. I have a wager on it.'
Theo I told him I wanted to listen,
too; so we shared the window, mutual
ly agreeing that listening as a general
thing was contemptible; but Egerton's
affairs were public property, for he made
them so by telling them himself.
During our brief confab we had lost a
part, for Egerton was saying :
"And is this your final answer, Miss
Susie? Could you not love me in
time ?"
"It is, Mr. Egerton. I can never be
your wife.
"Consider a little longer, Miss Susie
--dear Miss Susie (very tender)—let me
place this ring upon that fair finger,"
removing the diamond.
("Oh, he's going to give my ring
away," whispered Ned, ludiaronFly,—
"I've half a mind to say, 'Don't give my
ring away, Egerton.'")
"Put back the ring, Egerton," said
poor Susie, in a pained voice ; "it can
never be. This interview is exceeding
ly painful to me ; will you kindly per
mit me to pass ?"
She moved toward the window, but
be laid his hand upon her arm, and
would not let her enter.
"You are insolent, sir." And Susie's
black'eyes
"flashed Bre. At that mo
ment a heavy boot sounded on the bare
floor, and a sword clanged against the
iron railing, Susie turned quickly, and
saying, joyously: "0 Norman !"sprang
into the arms of a tall, noble-loeking
man, whose handsome epaulets and wa
ving plume proclaimed his rank. He
stood with pretty Susie drawn close
against his breast,sboth entirely ignoring
poor" Egerton, but soon a saucy light
came up in Susie's eyes, and turning,
she said :
"Mr. Egerton, permit me to introduce
my friend and betrothed husband, Colo
nel Norman Doan."
Egeiton did not utter one word, but
turning on his heel, left them. Susie
explained to my brother (for her lover
was my only brother) the cause of her
presenting him in the m6.nner she did.
- He in turn explained the cause of his
unexpected coming, declining to join
the guests, as he had just come off the
cars dusty and tired. Then he passed
his arm around her, and led her down
into the garden, whilst Ned and I
scampered as we heard the voice of our
hostess calling :'
"Grace, Grace ; where can those
girls be?"
We left next day. As we parted at
the depot, Ned_ said :
"Egerton, give me the ring ; I have
won the, wager."
"Not so fast, my, fine fellow. I have
n't proposed yet."
"That won't do, my boy ; I heard
you. 'Consider a little longer, Miss.
Susie—dear Miss Susie; let .me place
this ring -upon that. fair finger.'"
Egerton was fairly caught, and re
moving the ring, gave it to Ned.
"Keep my secret, Ned it's all I
ask." And stepping on the cars, he
was gone.
Reader, this was one year ago, and
this June that ring sparkles on my fin
ger, for you see I—l—l am Mrs. Ned
Lyman.
Two days after we left Hardwick, in
a little Gothic church away in the moun
tains, thickly covered with ivy and
creeping roses, my brother Norman and
Susie Morris were made man and wife.
Loom ON THE BRIGHT BIDE.—It is bet
ter to tread the path of life cheerfully
skipping lightly over all the obstacles
in the way, rather than sit down and
lament your hard fate. The cheerful
man's life will spin out longer than that,
of a man who is continually sad despon
ding. If disetbss comes upon us, dejec
tion and despair will not afford relief.—
The best thing to do when evil- comes
upon us is not`lamentation, but action ;
not to sit and: suffer, but to rise and
make a vigorous effort to seek a reme
dy,
tar A ehictigo Man, who had not
been out of the city for years, fainted
away in the pure air of Rock Prarire,
Re, was ,only .xesucitated, by putting a
fish to hts nose, when he slowly revived,
exelaimigg, *good, it. scaelle like
}tome."
April 11, 1,37:3 1-
Married and Given in Marriage.
Marriages ure queer things, after all.
So are the men and women who consent
ina-te them. The statistics of courtship
and wedlock, of marriage and its re
sults, are interesting in their way. The
union of fire and ice, of sunlight and of
snow, is not more diverse than matrimo
nett unions sometimes are. FaCt and
fancy have a corelative relation in this
respect. Men und women take a fancy
to each other, and the facts certainly
testify how very uncertainly tha result
of such prejudices prove. The statistics
of the past year are probably not more
time ordinarily interesting, but they are
sufficiently so to engage' the notice of
wives and widows, bachelors and maids :
The number of men married under
twenty was nineteen, of whom fifteen
married women under twenty, and four
married women between twenty and
twenty-five; while that of the women
under twenty was eight hundred arid;
sixteen, of whom fifteen married men
under twenty, and five hundred and mix
ty-five married nun between twenty and
twenty-five ; one hundred and sixty six
married men between twenty-five and
thirty ; sixty-two married men between
thirty and furty ; and two married men
between forty and fifty, and six married
men whose age was not given. The
number of men over the age of thirty
married was one thousend two liendred
and eighty-three, an it:crease: over the
previous year of one hundred and forty;
six, while that of the' women was five
hundred and eighty-one,. being an in
crease of forty six. There were nine
men married between seventy and eigh
ty, two of whom married women between
sixty nod seventy, three between fifty
and sixty, three between forty and fifty,
and one between thirty end forty ; and
four women married between sixty and
seventy ; two married men between sev
enty and eighty, one between eixty and
seventy, and one between fifty and sixty.
The Methodist ceremony seemed to
have been the favorite ceremony em
ployed—there being 907 marriages re.
ported.; thee follows the Clatholic, 898;
Episcopal, 658 e Presbyterian. 529; Lu
theran, 453 ; nod Baptist, 326. Seven
marriages were reported with the cere
mony omitted. These Alight statistics
are full of encouragement to all. They
prove to all interested, that while there
is life there is hope, end while there are
men and women there will be at least as
many marriages as there are divorces,
R FlvßßENCe.—lnipress upon your
minds with reverence for all that is sa
cred. Let not the wantonness of youth-
I nil sallies, for nothing is more odious
than to treat religion with levity ; it
discovers at once a pert and shallow
mind to presume to make light of what
the wisest of n ankindholds most sacred.
True religion breathes gentleness and
affability. It produces ki ,d, social and
cheerful feelings, and teaches men to
discard the gloomy and illiberal super
stition which unfits . them for another
world by wholly neglecting the concerns
of this. Be prepared for heaven by
an active and honorable discharge of the
duties of this life, and of such religion
discover on every proper occasion that
'you are not ashamed, but avoid making
any ostentatious display of it.
rationAxce.—Nothing renders legiti
mate governments so insecure as ignor.
ance among the people. it is this
which yields them an easy prey to the
seductive wiles of designing dema
gogues. People well educated, with
enlarged reasoning powers to compre
hend the true ground of authority, and
the obligation of obedience to the laws
are not liable to be the victims of pre
judice and false alarms ; and by the ex
ercise of enlightened reason, will detect
and expose the insidious plans of wished
and designing men.
A BIG CROP.-Wm. McLean,
of liedderson county, one of the most
extensive and successful planters in
Kentucky, sold his crop of tobacco, em
bracing three hundred and eighty thou
sand pounds, together with his crop of
corn, for the sum of $70.000. The to
bacco alone brought $68,000. This is
the most valuable yield , ever produced
on a single plantaion in Kentucky.
Or A. Fellow -was one day boasting of
his pedigree, when a wag aho was pre
sent remarked very sententiously, Ah I
I have no doubt. That reminds me of
a remark made -by Lord Bacon, that
they who derive their ?worth from their
ancestors resemble pot ato ei),
.the
most valuable part of which ,under
ground.
1\x.40.
Fortue-Teller,
------
These men carry on their prof-ssinn
in tiie streets of the city also, where
there is is space available. A mat i 3
spread on the ground, with a =ties SN:A
at each corder, around which a strip o
cloth is cast to form an enebo.r.rP for
the fortune teller and his hen. w )(.11 is
in a small bamboo cage. his
an open box costuinMenntnber 01 very
small rolls of paper with sentence- or
single characters written on them. Ia
front of hint is a long row of City or six
ty small pasteboard envelopes. which al
'SO hold single characters or the divina-
tion sentences. A little board painted
white, for writing on, and the "iultstone"
and the pencil are at hand ready for nee,
An inquirer who wishes to consult him
squats down on his heels outside the in
(Augurs., pays three cash, (half a farthing)
and tells bis story, stating what be wish
es to know. Re is told to pick out a
roll from the box, which having done, he
hands it to the man, who unrolls it, and
writes its contents on the board. He
opens doorof the cage, and the ben march
es forward to the row of envelopes; af
ter peering over them inquisitively, she
picka out one and lets it fall to the
ground. A few grains of rice are thrown
into the cage, and she returns. The en
velope is opened, and the oharacters
inside also written on -the—board, from
the two inscriptions on which the con
sclter's propecte are announced. Tha
hen is regarded as the arbiter of Cite
incapable of moral motive in the selec. ,
tion of the roll, and is therefore suppos
ed to give the decree of fate, withoit
the rossihility of collusion or misiuter,
pretation of any kind.—[The Medical
to China.
far A proud Parson %ad his man, rt.-
ding over a common, saw a st•ephered
with a new coat on, tending' his Hock.
The parson asked him, in a very haugh
ty tune, who gave him that coat. "The
same that clothed you—the parish,"
said the shepherd. The parson, net
tled at this, rode on a little way, mur.
muting, and then bade his man go back
and ask the shepherd if he would come
and live with him, for he wanted a fool.
'['he groom went accordingly to the
shepherd, delivered his master's message,
and concluded, as he was ordered, that
his master wanted a, fool. 'Why are
you going away, then ?' said the shep
herd. 'No,' answered the other. 'Then'
said the shepered, 'you may tell your
master that his living cannot maintain
three of us.'
ear O'Connel is said to have checked
a panic tin a bank or which ha was a di
retor, by making the cashier roast the
gold that was given in exchange fer
notes. The poor Pats thought that
they were coining money in the bank
parlor, and that they couldn't break a
bank which could supply its customers
with.gold like breakfast rolls. Besides,
it is rather uncomfortable picl: to up
hot sovereigns, and the process of cash
ing was necessarily slow. -
ts' A lady, upon being told a friend
wished to see her, desired her little
daughter, about eight or nine years of
age, to say that see was not in; upon
this, the friend being anxious to Lave
an interview, asked the child when her
mother would be likely to return. The
little thing very inocently said calling
up stairs, "Mamma, the lady wishes to
know when you will be in ?"
car Dryden on the night that one of
his plays was damned, was taking his
walk from the theatre, when he was met
by a coxcomb acquaintance, who said :
"What, Dryden, my boy ! upon my soul
1 feel for , you. Can thera be anything
more shocking to a person's feelings
than ,a damned play 7" "Yee sir," re
plied the poet. "a d—d fool."
425 - Aminidab, who is Cupid ? One of
the boys, He is said to to be blind as
a bat ; but if he is blind he'll do, to
travel. Ho found his way into Aunt
Nan's affections, and I wouldn't have
thought any critter Could have worked
his way into such narrow arrangements
with eyes. open
e' Judge said to a toper on trial for
drunkenness Prisoner, have heard
the cornplaintfor habitual drunk ness ;
what have you to say in your defence ?
Nothing, 'please your limier, but habit
ual thirst,
stir Going, going, just a going ! cried
out an auctioteer. "Where are you
go ng ?" quickly asked a passer-by.—
Well,'replied the knight of the ham
mer, I am , going to the Zoological Gar-.
dens to tell the managers that osus
their baboons is /seat_.