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SOL. MILLER, EDITOR AM) PUBLISHER.
VOLUME XIX:-NUMBER 13.1
The royal feast ni spread.
The Mblti seated round?
Belshaxzar mt the head.
With gleamingjewels crowned:
His haughty heart beat high.
And, drunk with praise and viae.
"Bring faith the cap. be uU
"Id Judah deemed divine I" "
'Mid mirth and festal songa,.
The burning goblets flowed.
And sacrilegious tongues
Profaned the name of God ;
But gloom-like terror fan
On King and babies all.
When a shadowy haid appeared
Upon the palace van. k' ,.
Terror-struck, ami led.
Did Kinz and nobles atand ;
Each atraining eye-ball gated
Upon that lonely hand.
The lamp-light glimmered pale
AboTe the festive hall,
While the mystic Angers wrote
Upon the palace waU.
The Chahlee 's lore wai taxed
In vain to read the scroll,
And peaceleu terror waxed
Upon Belshazzar'a souL
The gray-haired seers came.
In mystic knowledge bred;
Their myetic aUIl m vain
The writing waa unread.
A man of God waa sought.
Of Jndah'a captive band.
By Syrian warrior's brought
From Jewry'a conqnered land.
He aaw that writing a truth.
Which, laird by fame and gold,
Chaldee and aeer in Tain
Had striven to unfold.
"Mkxe:" God has snmbereil
Thy Kingdom set Its bonnd;
"Tikil:" thon art welched,
O. King I and wanting found ;
"Pun:" thy land's divided.
Tims hath thy God decreed;
And over it shall rule
The Persian and the Mede.
The son went down, the night
The silent world hung o'er;
BrUhauar, cold and white.
Lay suffering in his gore.
The morn awoke, the son's
Refulgent glory ahone ;
The Median Monarch aat
Upon Belshazzar'a throne.
THE MEW SON Q.
Beyond the hills where snns go down.
And brightly beckon as they go,
I see the land of far renown.
The land which I so soon shall know.
Above the dissonance of Time,
And discord of its angry words,
I bear the everlasting chime.
The musie of unjarring chords.
I bid It welcome; and my haste
To join it cannot brook delay ;
O, song of morning, come at last.
And ye who sing it, come away 1
O, song of light, and dawn and bliss,
Sonnd over earth, and fill these skies,
Nor ever, ever, ever cease
Thy soul-entrancing melodies.
Glad song of this disburdened earth.
Which holy voices then shall sing;
Fraise for Creation 'a second birth.
And glory to Creation's King!
THE DEMON BAT.
A Thrilling Legend of the Base-Boll Arena.
Our town had the base-ball fever. So hail I.
Of course we hod a nine. Not a professional
nine wo had not come to that yet; but an am
ateur niue, that used to visit the neighboring
towns and villages on Saturdays, and there en
gage in play with an equal number of maniacs
similarly affected, beating and being beaten.
The members of the Excelsior Club all ama
teur clubs are called either "Excelsiors" er "Un
ions" were proud of their record, proud of
their uniform, prond of their village, and their
village was prond of them. Indeed, I think that
when one of oar number had pat on his white
flannels and colored stockings and star-bedeck-cd
cap, and had slnug a bat carelessly over his
shoulder, what with the admiring glances of the
women and the audible enthusiasm of the awe
smitten small boys, the heart that throbbed un
der the big E on his breast, throbbed so proudly
that he would not have exchanged bis position
say at second base for that of Chief Marshal
of the Fourth of July procession, or Alderman
and any one who has ever lived in a country
town knows what that means.
I say "of our number," because I was a mem
ber of the club, at times of tho nine an unwor
thy member, though never a brilliant player,
and at all critical stages of close gomes, a nerv
ous one. If I were playing a liase, I was sure to
muff a ball at the wrong moment; if fielding,
my performance was hailed by a derisive roar of
"bntter-Bngers"; and on tho score-sheet, my rec
ord generally looked liko this:
At home, I never was trusted to play; but
often better players could not afford the tiino or
money to visit other places, and so I, who hod
both leisure and funds, was frequently enabled
to gratify the darling ambition of all the young
men of Wapansch, nud figure in the nine.
The Fourth of July had almost been reached,
and we were engaged to play a match at the
town of Somcrville, some hundred and twenty
miles away- Somorvillo boasted its club, of
course, for there is not a town or village in tho
country that has not its base-ball club and lit
erary society. It was a famous club, and play
ers spoke almost with awe of its members, who
had graduated into professional nines, and were
winning and selling historio games daily in
sight of all men. And bad it not been recorded
even in tho World that onco the Actives, ofSom
erville, had defeated tho mighty Mntuals by
three to two! We had often played with this
club, but never defeated it, though onco or
twice victory had barely eluded our grasp at
the supreme moment thanks to me, whom the
Irato Excelsiors would certainly have lynched,
had not their disgust been too excessive for
deeds as well as words.
The eve of tho great match had arrived, and
I was sitting gloomily in roy bed-room. The
door was locked, for it was nearly midnight, aud
I was about to retire. A heavy thunder-storm,
with fitful flashes or rain, was raging without.
I was meditating, I need hardly say, of next
dav's came. "Just my luck, of course," I said,
half-alond; "the biggest match we ever played
in, andlllave no chance of playing. But." I
rnntinned. bittetlv, "what difference does that
m,Dkr&rallf 11 V&. ' P?
badlvl Upon my word, I think I'd give my soul
iZlJ k crack plaver jnst for oue year."
ThereTalJi .hit instant ; a . fearful crash of
thunder, and a blare of lightning so intensely
vivid that for a few seconds I was literally
-..' n-t... i:1a Tm.1r on the mantle-niece
biinaea. i" --" . . r i." -
tinkled twelve. At tu a ""
"bice saying, "Excuse me," and felt a hand
lEhtW on my shoulder. Lookjng round, I
I beard a
HeSTa quiet, elderly man, grave of aspect,
soberly dressed in black. I noticed that he had
two clnb feet, but gavo this no more than mo
mentary atteution. He had a long paper-cover-ed
parcel in his hand. .
"Excnseme," he repeated; "I knocked twice,
but yon must have been deep in thought; pos
sibly, too, that last peal of thunder drowned my
?'WM too much snrprised at his sadden ap
pearance to speak, for a moment, aud he con-
tlbinkinc that probably yon might want
omthing in my line, I have ventured to call, on
my way tbronhtorn. So aay.nr. he removed
Sie wfappingi from the parcel In his hand, and
ihtre," he said, Vith enthusiMm; "there, I
air, is my puli-nt If. H. Bat, warranted t.i fit any
hand and lilt any lull nnywh.TC yon want t
placn it; make an thing you want, from an
J earned base tun clean hnmn run ; never givrs
chance, and was Hrvrr known to lilt it fnnl. Feed
it. Light as a feather in the hand, but licavv
a lend when it strikes. Observe t lie perfection
of the poiso, the exquisite finish, tho grao of
me curves aim Hues, mat' a bat, sir, tu.it au
,1... ! . . . t a t . h '
enthusiast might give his soul for."
I felt it, aud poised it. It was in appearance
all that he claimed it fo be.
"It looks like an excellent one," I said;
"what's the price r
"I don't sell it," he answered.
"Thru," said I, "why did yon bring it'to me,
if von didn't wish to sell itf"
"It isn't for sale," continued my guest; "but
I don't mind lending it -tnCfofkfota year aud a
day. Von see, I want to futroducef the article,
"But," I wade answer, "if that is your ob
ject, why nut select a good aud well-known
"Because." he said, iu reply, "if I did so, the
player would receive much of the credit duo to
the bat. I take it that yon are not a brilliant
player. Now, if you, by nsiug my bat, uro at
once transformed into a famous player, what
more convincing testimonial could be desired "
"Trne, trne," I responded.
'Very well, theu," said he ; "just sign this re
ceipt;" and ho pnshed meovera paper, that I
signed without looking at.
"I guess that I've dipped my pen into tho red
iuk uy mistake," sain i.
"Never mind, never mind," said ho; "that'll
do. Would you obligo me with the time my
eyes are not as good as they used to be f
I arose and went to the clock. When I turn
ed round, there was no one iu the room. My
strange visitor had vanished as suddenly as he
"Devilish odd," I soliloquized; "devisish odd."
That bat was there, however, aud once or twice,
when I woke in the night, I saw it gleam in the
flashes of lightning.
I awoke early on the morning of the fateful
Fourth, and at first thought the odd eveuts of
the night ouly a dream. Tho bat, however,
stood where I had left it over night. Taking it
and my travelling bag, I started for the train.
"Hnllor said I, as I tried the door, "the door's
locked. How did my friend got iu last night f
Terhaps, thouch. I locked thedoor after li wont
out. That must have been it." A few minutes
later I was on the train, with my companions,
and we were flying towards Somervillc.
Tho new bat came iu for notice and favnrablo
comment. Of course, I told them nothing of
how I came by it. "Good bat that," said
Thompson, our shurt-stop; "good bat; uow,
Suiilhers, jnst you get a player to match;" aud
ixi mis siuau wit tiiey all laugued. "Sorry you
wou't have n chanco to use it," said Morton, our
captain and catcher. (As usual, I was ouly a
substitute, the spare man, kept iu caso of acci
dents.) It was nearly 2 o'clock when the cars glided
into Somerville. Jnst a we were stepping from
the platform, some one behind pressed too close
ly upon Thompson, and he fell forward heavily,
trying to break bis fall with his hands. A cry
ofpain broke from him, as wo picked him up;
he had sprained bis wrist.
"This is pleasant," said Morton.
"Well, bruithers, it lets you in, and you'll
have a chance of using the new bat, after all."
It was a little after 3 o'clock when tho gamo
opened, the Actives at the bat. It was a lovely
mid-summer day. I can seo the whole picture,
bright and life-some, even now; the long lovel
field intensely green, lined thickly at one end
with gazers; tho groups seated dispersed)' here
nnd tliero upon the grass; the boys seated on
the fences; the people standing up ou the carts
aud wagocs; a brass baud, horribly out of tnne,
braying "Hail Columbia;" a refreshment tent
with a long queue, of people pressing np to a
sloppy counter made of a board on two beer
kegs; behind, all tho white town, over which
streamed flags innumerable ; before a stretch of
smiling champaign, with here and there a tall
tree whose branches streamed gracefully before
Dead silence as the first of tho Actives step
ped to the plate. You could hear tho strident
"crick-crick" of a grasshopper, or the mnfiled
flapping of a lazy flag. I was at centre field.
"Put him where he will do most good or least
harm," said tho captain, flatteringly, when it
was debated where I should be stationed.
There is always a nervous period at the begin
ning of a ball or cricket match ora-game of bill
iards, that characterizes no other sport, except,
Cerhaps, an execution. It becomes a relief to
ear the first click of tho bat ou the ball ; with
the first rush of the fielder tho spell is broken.
"Low ball," called tho umpire. A couple, of
ueiivenes men cainc tue warning cry, "Une
strike!" (all the emphasis on the "one") ; then
a vicious blow, and the batsman started to run,
but trotted back leisurely at the call of "Foul!"
and third base as leisurely trotted after tho ball.
Then came another couple of deliveries. Tho
bat flashed. There was a slight "click! Tho
left fielder ran forward like a hound, and seiz
ing the ball as it was bounding toward him,
hurled it to first base. There was a dull thud
as the baseman received it aud held it over his
head: then the monotonous voice of the umpire,
"Not ont." Tho first striker had mado his base.
Two more followed, and the bases were full.
"Now, then" why do people say "Now, theu?"
called tho captain, as the fourth batsman
strode to tho plate, "play deep out there ;" and
in obedience to the order, wo of the outer field
retired still farther ont. Tho first ball that the
player received suited him, and ho drove it
sharply to centre. The white sphere, perfectly
hissing with its speed,, passed about ten feet
over the second bascmau's head, aud came
straight at mo.
I heard tho cheers of the crowd ; I saw the
runners flying between the bases ; I saw our
captain fling bis cap to the ground, and knew
by instiuct that ho had bitten his lip and mut
tered, "Just our luck, to hit that matter, with
the bases full." AH theso things come, to olio's
eyes and ears at such a time without his know
ing that he sees or bears them. Then I started
to run forward, though I knew I wasfully twen
ty feet too far ont to reach the ball ere it touch
ed the ground.
I ran desperately, and at tho critical moment
sprang forward. Tho distance, no mortal could
have covered atone leap, bnl I felt myself borne
forward irresistibly by an unknown force, and
something full into uy bands. There was a mo
ment's silence; then came a roar from the
crowd, followed by an electric clapping of hands;
then a cry of "back! back!" as the runners
rushed to retrace their steps ; another yell (from
our captain this time), "put her to second!" and
I threw the ball to the baseman. On it went
like a rifle shot, breast high, and straight. I
saw hiin turn and fling it with unerring aim to
first. Then came the monotonous voice of the
nmpire : "Side out," and our men went trooping
in, taming somersaults, and walking on their
hands in elation.
That was a lucky fluke of yonrs, that triple
play," said the captain, consolingly.
It was the latter half of the second inning,
and no rnus ecored on either side, when I grasp
ed my bat at the warning cry: "Holmes to bat;
Smitbers on deck." In a few seconds Holmes
was out, and I faced the pitcher.
I grasped the magic bat tightly, and as I did
so, 1 seemed to feel an electric thrill run through
ray frame. The bat quivered as if instinct with
life, and I could have sworn that I felt a pair of
warm hands clasping the handle between iny
own. So strong was the impression, that I act
ually looked down to seo if snch were not tho
The ball flew towards me. I felt impelled to
strike, and without hesitation, without calcula
tion, stnick madly at it, and there came anoth
er roar, another electric chipping of bands, and I
saw the ball, a tiny blot on the blue sky, clear
ing tne air one nmulred feet above the bead of
left-field. I ran like a startled deer, one base,
two, three, clean home ran, and panting, sank
down on the glass fully ten seconds ere the ball
was sent in. I had made ray first base-bit, and
it was a home run!
"Ones vim've l-ei. saving up y.mr base liilM
, fur the last three years." remarked .mr captain,
. ,,,!p "" dwell 111 detail upon the rest or tins
i '"story. On that day, as was generally rcmatk-
! SI1' P'aycrt "like the devil," and the banner of
j a""ierv," eut down in the gloom of white
i " v1""' seuienco is somownai, vt unman-
linn lint I.I l .......1 .. I !
an, but let it stand.) An honored member of
the fint nine, wherever the Excelsiors went I
went, aud with me went victor-. Base hits and
home-runs poured prodigally from my bat.
What I wished it to do, that it did. Tue. fame,
jif tha Wahpanseh Excebiors became mure than
local ; professional nines came from afar to bat
tle with us, and retired worsted. My portrait
(with a heavy black mustache) uras-iu tliu Clip
er. 1 was offered- fur six months' recreation
such a salary as few ministers of the Gospel,
teachers, or editors can hope to receive. One
thing, however, puzzles me: Who was my mys
terious visitor, and will he reappear to claim his
How this manuscript came, into tho pos&ess
sion of thp BorH reporter, it would bo tedious
here to relate. Tho following item, from the
Wahpanseh Clarion, of Angnst 10, may, howev
er, bo of interest:
We regret to learn that no reliable tidings have, as yet,
been received of Mr. lleurr C. Smithers, the respected
left fielder of the Excelsior base Uall Club. On the 5th of
Jnly, early in the morning, as our readers msy remember,
his oat (with which during the year he hail made 61 home
runs, SOS base hits, and 73 total bases) was found on Main
Street, near Jefferson, permeated by a strong smell of sul
phur, and bearing the imprint of several fiery fingers.
Kothing has since been heard of our esteemed citizen, and
It Is feared that foul play exists. The Excelsior B. B. C
has offered a reward of two hundred dollars (t200) fur Us
abductor or abductors, and the Secretary, the grnial Her-
wnx. ueuis, "mine nost oi tne turcica Hotel, in
formed our reporter yesterday that the amount would be
raised to IJ00.
217 WIFE'S HAND.
Every night, when the stars como out.
And the birds have gone to rest,
A little hand, like a cooing dove,
Xestlea about my breast ;
Smooths my forehead and pats my cheeks ;
I'assea its finger tips
Over my eye-lids and through my hair.
Lingering on my lips;
Clings to my neck and clasps my arm.
Till, tired of its caress.
And fallen asleep within mine own.
That pure white hand 1 press.
Many a yiur has come and gone;
The little hand is cold;
Children's childreu are on my knee.
And 1 am growing old.
Yet, each night, as the stars come out.
And I near the heavenly land,
I fiNfl, as I felt in my early days.
The touch of that gentle hand.
MO.tlUBODV IX MY BED.
"I believe. Captain," said the doctor, "I never
told you my adventure with a woman at my
boarding house, when I was attendiug the lec
tures." "No, let's have it," replied a short, flabby, fat
man, about fifty, with nervous temperament,
and a very red face.
"I boarded at a honse in' which there were no
females except the landlady aud an old colored
The Captain, by way of requesting him to go
on, said, "Well!"
"I often felt the want of female, society, to
soften the severe labors of deep study, and dispel
the ennui to which I was subject "
"One evening, after listening to a lung lecture
on physical anatomy, and after dissecting a largo
negro, fatigued in body and mind, I weut to my
"I went into the hall, took a largo lamp, and
weut directly into the room, it being then after
1 o'clock "
"I placed tho light on tho table, and commenc
ed nndrcssing. I had hardly got my coat off,
when my attention was attracted to a frock and
a quantity of petticoats lying ou tho chair near
"And a pair of beautiful small shoes and stock
ings on the floor. Of coarse I thought it strange,
anil was about to retire but then I thought as
it was my room, I had at least a right to know
who was in my bed "
"Exactly so," said tho Captain, and "Well !"
"So I took the light, went softly to the bed,
aud with a trembling hand drew aside the cur
tain. Heavens, what a sight! A young girl I
should say an angel of, about eighteen, was in
"As I gazed upon her, I thought I had never
witnessed anything more beautiful. From un
derneath a little night-cap, rivaling the snow iu
whiteness, fell a stray ringlet over a neck and
shoulders of alabaster "
"Well!" said the excited Captain.
"Never did I look upon a bnst more finely
formed ; I took hold of the coverlid, and softly
pulled it down "
"WellT said tho Captain, "make haste."
"She had on a night-dress, buttoned up before;
but softlv I opened the two first buttons "
"Well i" said tho Captain, "how uow 1"
"Aud then, ye gods ! what a Bight to gaze up
on a Hebe pshaw, words fail. Jnst then "
"Well!" said tho Captain, "I am in suspense !"
"I thought I was taking a mean advantage, of
her; so I covered her np, seized my coat and
boots, aud went and slept in another room T
"IVialic!" shouted the excited Captain, jump
ing up and kicking over his chair "Jt'i a lie!"
Philosophy f Protection.
Because Franco was onco dependent upon the
tropics for sugar, shonld she have accepted, as
one of the ultimate facts, that nature bad im
posed upon her this dependency by making her
sun ami cnmaio wnai tuey are i ur ma ner in
gcnious people act wisely by
tiudinn a wav
f lirnn ft I tVi!! nnal EHir.ilAntal fn n anTnmliil imln.
nemlenen r ., tmii.i ...I,. .;,. i- i
her antagonist, England? Because, America
ouco produced no cotton, shonld she have rested
lior mi. :.. t.....i-.i ii a :.- I
Kuuicui, never to produce it. but nave gonoou
winning a few muslins indirectly and at great
cost, throngh the export af wheat and tobacco
to England f Because Bessemer steel was first
made successfully iu Enropo and the difficulties
of producing it in the United States were great,
should this country, though urgently needing
steel rails, have refrained from attempting to
make them ; ami shonld Illinois havo gone on
paying to England three hundred bushels of
wheat for a ton of them, which she can now buy
within her own borders for onnhnnilred bushelsf
It is curions to note that the philosophers who j
pretend to embrace tlia world in their far-seeing
tueones can never extend their vision beyoud
the price current of to-day.
A small, weak, or timid nation yields to for
eigucrs iu such matters, and patiently buys from
them at high prices snch meagre supplies as it
can afford. A creat nation, aiming to beself
centered and independent, carefully examines
its own resources and develops them 'throngh
struggle aud sacrifice, if necessary, undeterred
by the obstacles raised bv those foreignerswhoso
profits are threatened. Atlantic Jfofj,r Sep
tember. The late Judge Graver's sense of humor was '
very acute, and to quote one of his expressions '
may not be out of place. Meeting a friend at I
he, with a drawl for which he was noted, "it
may not be jest the thing for me to express an
opinion, bnt after reading them letters of Beech
ers, all I ken say is, he is the longest suffering
Christian I ever knew."
Wisconsin has named a town Bad Hatchet, to
offset the Michigan town named Bad Axe.
It doesn't take long for a man with a small
mind to make it up.
Saratoga, auont a year ago, the subject or tho . np was receuuy ovcrnearu describing to a
Beecher scandal arose, ond naturally the Judge's crowd of his brethren the best places forlodg
opinion was anxionslv awaited. "Wall." said I og and food between New York and Boston.
THE CONSTITUTION' AND THE UNION.
TK'OY, KANSAS, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1G, 1875.
Whilo tin-year 75 will always lie inemoraliU .
i in "iir history as tho beginning of American In-'
, dependence, it is, and will continue to) o, also,
' tin- most tiotablu year in Leydeii. Holland, far it
: Has the fniindatiou year of the great Uuiversitv
- 1 there. Leyden is not of much importation, aside
; irom me univem
e i I...1.:. ... .:. 1
ty, luvin" less than 50.000 in
habitants. It is, however, a good market for va
rious manufactures, and contains a unmber of
mills, which furnish employment to tho lower
classes, and make the town one. of tho lcadiii"
points in tho Netherlands. The history of its
University it inseparably connected with the an
nals ot tho JJutcn uar lor Independence, so that
the event has a bond of sympathy fur us and a
claim ou our consideration. Motley, the histori
an or tho Kike of tfcftJljrXlLttepnblic, gives r
graphic account of the gallaut defense of Ley
den, when besieged by the Spanish troops; bow
tbo Prince of Orange cnt tho dikes, and let in the
ocean waves, to assist in the dread straggle with
the cruel Spaniard; how the besiegers were
drowned by hundreds, and how the city was re-
uuceu to tue verge ot starvation ; bow too wind,
favoring the stout-hearted burghers, brought the
fleet of Boisat up to tho city gates, and the fam
ishing people were saved ; aud all these thiugs
are told iu the most vivid language ; and, when
it is remembered that tho war described was fur
freedom, like our own Bevolntion, tho American
reader cauuut help hut sympathize with tho
Netherlander, both in theirdistrcss and in their
Theso events took place iu the year 1574,
and iu tho following year the University was
founded, to commemorate tho strngglo and its
triumphant result. Besides the bond of union
already detailed, there is another between Lcy
deu and this country. There tho Pilgrims found
arefuge from 1C09 to 1K, when they came to
New England. The Uuivcrsity for many years
contributed very largely to tho learning of Eu
rope ; so much, that tor a long tirao Lcyden was
called the Athens of tho West. Mauyof the most
eminent men in tho world of letters were educa
ted within its walls. Scaliger, Arminius, Groti
us, -Descartes and Boerhaave were amoug the
number of continental celebrities, whilo England
scut Fielding, Goldsmith, aud several others.
The University, although uot in tho same esti
mation as formerly, still instructs 700 students,
and has a corps of forty professors. Great atten
tion lias been given to the collection of natural
curiosities, and the museums are largo and con- i
tain many specimens to be fouud in very few
other places. The Dutch fleets, in the time of
Holland's supremacy, went to every part of tho
globe, aud uo ship but what brought back some !
contribution to the museums of tho Uuiversity. j
The rooms are consequently filled with speiineus
of natural history from almost every part of the
The productions of the East aud West Indies
are stored away iu the halls in great profusion,
while miuerabystatues, Komaii, Grecian, Syrian I
ami Egyptian relics or antiquity aro also very
aiis. The library consists ol about 90,000
. ,,! 1 1 mm .:. .-',,.
latter WgrtoSiXflTMtaS m ,0 b.".v" "'"ene.l much thoBht . and in
of great vahio. The collection of Chinese and ' ""V'"' ' a very short time it has gained im
Japauese curiosities, which was transferred o ! T" Jl PUM,,C faVi"r- T are ""'J-tw
-t ..,.. - ,,.. muii.ii.mi.1i . iilneiw 111 till, mnntrv tvlinnt aneti n tmiT itntiltl
iue iiouanu uoverumeut some vears ai?o. is ono
i me must complete 111 tlio world. Tho Hill
versity is said to be a hugc,nnimposing buildiug Vi. , rf,ir,ii .7 f ' ' -1 n ,i i.t tn-nflirieL-
l.nvi .i.:T '. :i.i.Jl i i.T ' The fulfillment of an idea like tins, although so
of brick, having no claims to architectvral cle
gancc, aud containing few poiuts of beauty. Its
largo Senate Chamber contaius the portrait of
William tho Silent, whose stern face frowns
grimly down on tbu assembled faculty. Fifteen
nf 1,1. .s. .u! ...... i ..i" j ...
M. ,h. :n7 ,:: ,r .r".t' ,' "'"." Z
also with erudite faces of all tho chancellors aud
.... : i - : :- -
professors since the foundation. Many of theso
aro men of world-wido celebrity; except their
graves and their works theso heavy frames con
tain tho most speaking reminders of the great
souls that have fled, aud Lcyden is proud of the
portraits, aud cherishes them with tho most
The ceremonies of the Tercentennial began on
Febrnary 8th. Tho town was finely decorated,
every house being covered with Hags, nnd among
them wero to be seen the colors of nil nations.
Largo delegations of strangers, visitors from oth
er Universities, delegations of learned men from
every part of Europe were present, aud were
made welcome in Latin speeches by tho Univer
sity students aud professors. Literary uotables
from all parts of Germany were present in full
force, and a large number of French literati,
headed by Ernest Kenan, contributed to the in
terest of the occasion. A very pleasing ci re u in
stance ended the exercises. At the final banquet
Itenan was uttering some remarks ou the "power
of knowledge," and its peace-making tendency
over the different nations of the world, when
Curtnis, of Berlin, started to his feet to express
his cordial approbation of the speaker's views,
and tho two shook hands heartily, while another
notable German hastened to proclaim that this
event presaged coming harmony between tho
two nations. Tho sentiment was acquiesced in
by all present, aud with this pleasant incident,
the celebration closed.
The Van Itnrcn Family.
Speaking of Martiu Van Bureu,I may say
that all that is left of his family resides in this
city. His son John died a few years ago, whilo
on his return from Europe, and his remains wero
brought hither for bnrial. He left a daughter
who was heir of a handsome property.
John was a man of fine personal appearance,
and stood high at tho bar, bnt his voicu lacked
volume, nnd its shrill notes impaired his orato
ry. Smith Van Burcn lived near this city, aud
has long been known as a very stupid fellow. I
understand that bo has lately been taken to a
lunatic asylntn. It is straugo that so talented a
man as Martin Van Burcn should have such an
inferior son. Smith is rich, because he inherited
a large portion of the estate of his father, and
tho latter was the richest of tho Presidents. It
has been noticed that the Van Bnren family dis
played great contrasts. There is a vein of in
sanity lurking in it. John, with all his talents,
was very unbalanced, aud now, as I havo said,
his brother has been couveyed to the Pongli
kecpsie asylum. Tho old home of the Van Bn
rcus was at Kinderhook, but this place was sold
ten years .io.iTrl is I'qwjp the bandit of a work
ing farmer. Ttis aTcnrtous feature in political
gossip that a story once was in circulation as
cribing the talents ot .Martin an Unicn to nis
paternity, it being reported that he was in real
ltv the son of Aaron Bnrr. Burr was much in
that nart of tho country abont the time of Van
Bnren's birth, but further than this there is no
foundation for tho story.
A second consin of these rich Van Bnrens is
now in the alms honse, which is very discredit
able, but the fact is that they are a closo family,
and the cx-Presidcnthimself was during his lat- j
terdays, very penurious, thongh he left an es- '
tate of $800,000. !
Don't Believe in 'Em.
We have no faith in ex Ca'.bolic priests, or es
caped nuns, or seceded wives of Brigbam Young,
or reformed blacklegs, or reformed drunkards,
who go about exhibiting themselves as brands
snatched from the burning, who advertise to ex
pose the crimes of their former and bosom
friends. If it be trne, what they say of their
former associations, it becomes them to be ex
ceedingly modest, and repent them of their sins,
and not parade their former rascalities to a gap
iug crowd. Even the politician who abandons
his party associations and goes over to the ene
my, looks better in a back scat th an a front one.
And ccrtaiuly one of theso reformed culprits had
better not turn saint until he or she has done
penance a while for the sins they have so lately
been convicted of. Cleveland Herald.
How easily yonr New England man blossoms
into a lecturer. A tramp in a New Haven lock
illustrating bis remarks with a rooeh chart
which he had prepared as the result of his expe
rience. Several well attested cases of premature dis
solntiou caused by excessive drinking of the wa
ters at Saratoga, have lately been reported by
the correspondents. It is said that ex-Governor
William A. Graham, of North Carolina, wonld
have been alive to this day, if he had not indulg
ed in twenty glasses in one day.
THE OLD BUBTTKO-OHOUKD.
ut joiiv o. momu.
Our vales are aweet with fern aud rose.
Our hills are maple crowned,
lint not for them our fathers chose
The village bnrying-ground.
The dreariest spot in all our land.
To death they set apart ;
With scanty grace from Nature's hand.
And none from that of Art.
A winding wall of mossy stone.
Frost-flung and broken lines;
A lonesome acre, thinly grown
With grass and wandering vines.
Without the walls, the birch-tree ahowa
Its drooped and tasseled head;
Within, the stag-horned suniach grows,
- ftntlcafedvilh spike of red.
There, sheep that graze the neighboring plain.
Like white ghosts come and go;
The farm hone drags bis fetlock chain.
The cow-bell tinkles alow.
Low moans the river from its bed.
The distant pines reply;
Like mourners shrinking from the dead.
They stand apart and sigh.
Unshsded smites the Summer son.
Unchecked the Winter blast;
The schml girl learns the place to shun.
With glsnces backward cast.
For thus our fathers testified
That be might read who ran
The emptiness of human pride.
The nothingness of man.
They dared not plant the grave with flowers,
Nor dress the funeral sod.
Where, with a lore as deep as ours.
They left their dead with God.
The hard and thorny path they kept ;
From beauty turned aside;
Xor missed they over those who slept.
The grace to fife denied.
Tet still the wilding-flowers would blow.
The golden leaves would fall.
The seasons come, the seasons go.
And God bo good to all
Above the graves the blackberry hung.
In bloom and green Its leaf;
The harebells swung, as if they rung
The chimes of peace beneath.
The beanty nature loves to share.
The gifts sbo has fur all.
The common light, the common air,
O'ercrept the grave-yard's wall.
It knew the glow of eventide,
The sunrise and the noon.
And glorifled and sanctified
It slept beneath the mcon.
OCR DEAD PKE8IDEKTS.
A Grand mausoleum Mugxesled for Their In
terment. Tho idea is a new one and originally given to
the world by a correspondent of the Xational Re
publican, that it would bo a becoming thing to
i '"JTl". l' n".''"' .'""i-iV l S.r . "!ifrU?,nl
I of the lresuleuts of the untied States. The idea
! ! . . J . . . . . "-i--
bo appropriately constructed, the first Iwitig at
grand and patriotic, is surrounded nt tho outset
uy tnegcavest ilitliculties, tne chief of wnicu is
in the possible and probable refusal of some of
tho descendants, aud some of the States, in whoso
custom- tue remaius ol somo ot the l'resi-
- '-, tv5 tCcm t. TO nextdltH.
cnlty would be in secnriiigan appropriation largo
cnongh to properly carry out the idea on a scale
ol grandeur and beanty commensurate, with the
) wealth and power of the country, and then wonld
come the minor difficulties of the plans and de-
tails. By those of good judgment, however, it is
j thought all theso could begraduallysurmnunted.
I An American temple for the repose of the honor-
cd dead of tho republic, is in strict accord with
I the spirit of freedom aud justice. Such a temple
! should bo made enduring as the ages, for it is to
bo hoped that there will bo no end to tho line of
Presidents, and no dissolution of our form gov
ernment ; and, truly, both the line nnd form will
continue as long as revereuco, gratitude and
patriotism hold their thrones in American hearts.
Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Mouroe and Ty
ler have their tombs in the State of Virginia.
Andrew Jackson, James K. Polk and Andrew
Johnson repose in the Stato of Tennessee. John
Adams and Johu Qnincy Adams havo their mon
umental tablets in the State of Massachusetts.
Martin Van Bnren and Millard Fillmore are buried
in New York. William Henry Harrison's grave
is in Ohio, Zachary Taylor's in Keutncky. Frank
lin Pierce finds his repose in New Hampshire,
James iiucnanau rests in Pennsylvania, and
Abraham Lincoln in Illinois. Mount Vernon,
Qnincy, Monticello, Montpelicr, the Hermitage,
Kiudcrhook, Concord, Nashville, Wheatland and
Springfield are all prominent shrines, are yearly
visited by thousands of American citizens in pious
pilgrimage, but the graves of some of our Presi
dents havo not received that attention which af
fection and dnty require, and which true pride
onght to insist upon. If the remains were all
gathered together in one place, in some grand
and suitable structure, in an emblematical me
morial mausoleum, with its patriotic altars, its
chapels, shrines and decorations, "its storied
windows," its statues and heroic insiguia of onr
country's magnificent grandeur, patriotism wonld
be exalted, dignity lifted np, oflcction intensified
and glory crowned with perpetual remembrance.
Love for the republic is propitiated by love for
those who have sustained its chief magistrates,
and fur all who havo ministered to its growth,
and as the revolving years glide on, each one
onght to be marked by au increased reverence
for tho past, by a more endnring, a more conspic
uous regard for the great events in our history,
and for the great men by whose band they were
wrought. In snch events and in such men we
recognize the sources of all onr progress and
strength, and when we fail in their proper com
memoration we lose something of. that national
pride wherein the bond of nnion is cemented.
This subject is one of vital importance uow, and
wo hope it will receive the attention it merits.
We refrain at this time from enteringa field rich
in illustration of this idea, aud crowded with the
monumental patiotism of older nations. Ameri
can fonntaius of inspirations are qoito sufficient
for the present, concerning a subject appealing
so directly to the American heart. WatVingtea
Tatue of Centennial Celebrations.
In his centennial address at Concord, Mass.,
ou the 19th of April, George William Curtis viv
idly contrasted the past and present of onr conn
trr Onntinir Edward Everett's oration deliver-
cd in the same place in 1825, where it asserted
the homogeuonsness of our population, and the
share of all the people in the traditions of the
revolutionary era, ue suoweu that a very uuier
ent condition of tilings now existed. Fifty years
ago, immigration ou a large scale had not begun.
Now, our land abounds in men to whom the his
tory aud the ideas of the men of the revolution
are unknon n. The centennial celebrations which
have begnn, and are to continue during the next
six years, will exert a healthful influence in
making our lately arrived citizens acquainted
with the iustitntions of the country of their adop
tion. The interest taken in the events of a cen
tury ago will lead to inquiry into the nature, the
causes, and the consequences of those events,
aud the history of the occurrences celebrated,
tbough noticed in a fragmentary manner, will
throw much light on our history and the princi
ples nndcrlaying it. Everything relating to the
past, however unimportant in itself, has a value
in awakening associations and rousing the curi
osity. Bather Sixgulab. It is a little singular that
the heavy rains of this summer have made scarce
ly any perceptible difference in the water in the
lakes at this place. At no time daring the pres
ent season has the water stood at what is usual
ly high water mark, by several inches. Sjraaue
The grave of Horace Greeley, in Greenwood
Cemetery, has been surrounded by an arbor-vita;
hedge, forming an enclosure fifteen feet in diam
eter, within which scraggy rose bashes are plant
ed, and tied to sticks painted red and white, A
Slain slab, with the name and date of birth and
eatb, mark the grave.
THE CLERGY OF THE REVOLUTION".
Nnthanlel Dnecet, D.' D.i nis Patriotisms
rervssai urstrryi ftnronrou'i-realnient
BTJ. T. HEADLKV,
Author of 'Washington and nis Generals," it, ic.
Nathaniel Dagget-was Professor of Divinity in
Yale College, and for a time its President. Pre
vious to the breaking out of hostilities, beiuir an
ardent patriot, he constantly instructed tho stu
dents in their duty to the Colonies, and their
right to resist with arms tho tyrannical demands
of Great Britain, and many of them became dis
tinguished afterwards iu tho patriot army. But,
with the inauguration pf open war, the college
was broken upVaniTtbe students took refuge in
the interior. But in 1779, New England being
for the most part free of British troops, the stu
dents returned, aud tho college was onco more
in a prosperous condition; Tmt this tranquil
stato of things was soou broken np by tho rumor
that Gen. Tryou was preparing to make a descent
upon New Haven. It was not a strategic point,
aud there were uo fort and no troops there. It
was simply a raid for plunder, aud to spread ter-
rurauioiigiuo inuauitants. i nis report, ofconrse,
threw the town into the wildest alarm, and a
meetiug was called to deliberate on what was to
be done. Various courses of action were propos
ed, bnt Dr. Dagget insisted that there was but
one theeithem matt fjhl, and defend their fire
sides and their homes.
Not long after, swift riders came galloping in
to town with tho startling news that Tryon had
landed about five miles from West Haven with
twenty-five hundred British troops. Of course,
u wwia luuui uo raiseu to resist sucu a oouy
of troops, aud the college was hurriedly broken
up, and a general hegira from town began. To
give the people as much time as possible to net
away with their troods. a volunteer comnanvnf
a hundred men was formed to beat back tbo ad
vance guard, and retard the main body as long
as possible. Seizing such arms as they could
lay bands ou, they paraded on tho green in front
ot the college, and received the benediction of
Dr. Dagget. Soon, with fifo and drum, they
marched out, and took the road along which they
kucw tho enemy was advancing. Tho good doc-
mi run lueui uepari, anu men lurneu to inoit at ; unmucr oi marKeii ami queer characters. They
the throngs of old men, women and children, as, j abounded throughout the State. Every city, ov
pale and affrighted, they streamed into tho open , cry town, every County and every neighborhood
country. His graud, heroic heart swelled with : had them. They were worthy to adorn and il
indignation at tho sight. Flee he would not, lnstrale comic almanacs. Not only were they
and as ho had exhorted tho young men to strike ' queer iu their dispositions, manners, notions and
for their homes, he determined to show them by j talk, but they were queer in appearance. Ecceu
his example that ho meant what ho said when ho I tricity was expressed on every part of them,
declared that resistance to oppression was obedi- i Many of them had such faces as are seen on old
euce to God. Moving rapidly to his stable, he . fashioned door knockers or umbrella handles. If
saddled his black marc, took down an old-fash- I the whole number could havo been taken in a
louedfowliug-picce, mounted and rode off. As ho
came galiopiug up to tho volunteers, his well-
known form was instantly recognized, and. sup
posiug ho had coma to join them, they gave a
louu cneer. lint tne good divine was in too dead
earnest to heed it, and sweeping past them, he
mounted a hill aud, halting in a grove, proceed
ed to reconnoitre, the enemy. In the meantime,
the little band swept round south of tho hill,
and then moving rapidly forward, soon came in
sight of the advance guard of the British. This
they assanlted so furiously, that they broke and
lied. The former, with loud cheers, followed af
ter them, when suddenly they came face to face
with the main body, advancing with solid front,
their scarlet uniforms filling the road and fields.
Seeing the utter hopelessness of resistance, they
suddenly broke aud lied without waiting fur or
ders. Dr. Dggcjearthem running liVe a flock
of sheep, bnt the'paiiie did not affect him. By
mounting his horse he could easily have escaped,
but he did not como there to run, but to retard
the enemy as long as possible, that the women
and childreu and infirm might be got off. So, as
soon as the advance troops came within range, be
fired. He kept loading and firing so fast that
the enemy suspected there was a detachment in
ambush on that hilltop, around whose base they
would be compelled to wind, and halted in donbt.
At length a detachment of troops was sent up
the hill to ascertain what this solitary firing
meant. Tho doctor saw them, but made-no at
tempt to cscane. On tho contrary, be kept load
ing and firing as fast as he could, compelling it
to advance cautionsly. At length, when they
dashed into the cover, they found no oue bnt a
venerable man in black coolly reloading bis piece.
Tho commanding officer, amazed at the spectacle
of one man fighting a whole army, exclaimed :
"You old fool, what are you doing there, firing
on his Majesty's troops I"
"Exercising the rights of war," coolly replied
the stannch old patriot.
The extreme audacity of tho thing seemed to
amnse the officer, and he said:
"If I let von co this time, von old rascal, will
yon fire again on the troops of his Majesty t"
"Xotkinj nore Ukelf," was the imperturbable
This exasperated tbo Briton, and he ordered
the soldiers to seize him. They did so, and drag
ged him roughly down the hill to the head of the
column, to act as guide to tbo town. They woald
not allow him his horse, and be was ordered to
move along on foot. The volunteers, in their
retreat, had torn up tho planks of the bridge in
order to retard the enemy, and they were com
pelled to march two miles farther to the north
before they could cross the river. It was the
fifth day of July, and the hottest one of the year.
Dr. Dagget, nnused to such a long march under
snch a burning sun at noonday, soon gave signs
of exhaustion. But the moment that lie halted,
tho soldiers wonld prick him with their bayonets,
and at the same time shower curses and oppro
brious epithets on him. Long before tho four or
five miles were accomplished, the wearied pro
fessor wonld be compelled, every now and then,
to stop and reel as if about to fall ; bnt, caught
on the points of the bayonets, and pelted with
oaths, he wonld be forced onward, while the blood
flowed in streams down his dress. At length the
town was reached, when the enemy began to
shoot such stragglers as had remained behind.
Dr. Dagget expected every moment to share
their fate, bnt, scorning to ask for mercy, he
staggered on, and finally fell prone on the green
in front of bis own college. A Tory passing by,
recognized him as he lay, faint and bleeding, on
the grass, and requested the officer to release
him. Ha did so,-and the good divine was re
moved to a house near by, mora dead than alive.
His wounds were dressed, bnt they, combined
with his ntter exhanstion, brought him to the
verge of tho grave. He at length rallied and was
able, a part of tho next year, to preach in the
chapel, but hiscoustitution never recovered from
the shock it received, and in sixteen months he
was borne to his grave. He was cheered, how
ever, in his last moments, by the consciousness
that the liberty of the land for which he died
wonld be secured. X, T. Obterrer.
Suddex Death- or a KEXTCOtr Blasphemer.
A man named Lou isBurke, who lived at Burkes
ville, in this County, a few days ago indulged in
very blasphemous language because his crops
bail been destroyed by high water. He cursed
God for having bis crops destroyed last year by
heat and drought, and for destroying them this
year by flood, and concluded his blasphemy of
the Creator with the expression, "God damn
him!" His tongue clove to the roof of bis month,
and he died the next night, never uttering an
other word. Eadato (Kf.) Reporter.
The above is afirst-rate lieforaSnnday School
book. Burke denies the story.
A black man, with a sober visage and white
cravat, arrived in Boston the other day, and went
straightway over to Charlestown. Solemnly he
marched to the foot of Banker Hill Monument,
and took off bis hat in a shadow. Then he call
ed in a lond voice, "WiUiam Graves," and an
swered himself; "Here I" And then be said, "Bnt
I am a free man, by the grace of God and the
proclamation of the martyr President." He used
to be a slave of Kobert Toombs', in Georgia, and
be bail come all the way to Banker Hill, to get
off this little sarcasm on bis old masters wild
prophecy, that be wonld call the roll of his slaves
on Bunker Hill.
It looks as if somebody is starting a newspa
per every day. The fact that hundreds cf men
wno nave woracu ui juaruaiist names ail
their lives wonld go out and commit suicide If it
were not for the demnltion uncertainty of snch
course, doesn't seem to have the slightest effect
on beginners. Courier-Jovrnal.
- $2.00 PER ANNUM, IN ADYANCE.
WHOLE NUMBER, 949.
THB XDJO OP DENMARK'S ELDS.
Br XK3. XOKTOX.
V?m,w" hrought to the Danish King.
That the fore ef his heart lay suffering.
And pined for the comfort his voice would brings
Tt-..i!'iTi,V M ,hSh you were flying!)
5" " ls each gulden cnrl
VS.. t Vf ,ht Scandinavian rui.
a?i m ch ""'".iwhi f rnby and pearl:
And his rose of the isles Is djlni!
Thirty nobles saddled with speed;
Which he kept for battle and davs of need;
s . ,ha2h you were dvinr 3
Spura were struck iu the foaniin- flank;
iin-i-i -v-m "" a linos were ou:
r?T " ""l",""". h Kiwsrodo grst,
rorhIiiiM.,ih-i.i i . "
of the isles lay dying I
Ills nobles are beaten, one by one i
SjfiJtu fsiVSt ""' Wtn d homeward gmt,
His little fair pa-e now follows alone
WaVSEKk at tlUt Sl ?hlU;
J. an was the faea that answerine smiled ;
They passed the drawbrid-e witS ektteruur din.
T w-hhdM PI,,i ni ?',; ,he KinTrodite ""
here his rose of the Isles lay dying!
The King blew a blast on his bule horn j
No answer came; but faint and forlorn.
An echo returned ou the cold jray mom
like the breath of a spirit si-hln-. '
The castle portal stood grimly wide
None welcomed the Kinz from that wesrv rids
Kor dea.1, in the li-ht of the dswninc d"7
The pale, sweet form of the welcomer lay
Who had yearned for his voice while dying!
The panting steed, with a drooping crest,
The King retnrned from her chamber of rest,
The thick sobs choking in his breast;
And. that dumb companion eyeing.
The tears gushed forth which he strove to check;
lie bowed his head on his charger'a neck:
J, steed, that every nerve didst strain.
Dear steed, our ride hath been In vain.
To the halls where my love lay dying I"
i sa i an
Momeof the Peculiarities That Virginia Has
Before the war Virginia was famous for a great
t group, they would havo formed a collection that
been the wonder of tho world. Some
of them had hooked noses, hollow cheeks, sharp
eyes, and pointed chins. Some had nnsus liko
Bardolpb, and mouths that could takoinawhole
dish at a mouthful, if it was to their taste, just
like the old Virginia country fire places, that
could takoin a half-cord of woodatatimo. Somo
were so fat that they might have sat for pictures
of Falstaff. They "larded the lean earth as they
walked." However variant in appearance, near
ly all of them had two things in common tho
lovoof liqnorand thelovo of country. Wo pat
liquor first, becauso the inspirations of patriot
ism were generally the results of liquor. Tho
writer has before him as he writes, the pictures
of seven such characters, that be once saw at a
fish-fry all lining -within h. range of five miles.
They were iiidrd.a strange lot. Some of them .-
had considerable property; others bad none, out
lived upon their friends. When they tired of one
house they would go to another, and they weut
to no houses that did not furnish good grub and
aplenty of liquor.
But there wero queer characters of a different
sort,who cared nothing for high living men who
had some pet theory that tbey were everlasting
ly preaching up. Then there wero tbo news
mongers, who would go to the country store,
gather np all tho news of the. neighborhood nnd
start off to give it circulation. Thero wero men
who did nothing but fish all day long; others
who spent their time in hnntiug squirrels and
otber varmints. There were people who went
through a range of Connties mending clocks.
who abounded in gossip. The peddlers wero
universally distrusted, bnt as universally wel
comed, for they bad the very articles that were
needed in every household, and that conld not
bo procured at the neighboring store. Every
neighborhood had its pet beggar, as well estab
lished as was Edie Ochiltree, "tho King's bedes
man." Nearly all these odd characters hare disap
peared. In those good old times of which we
speak, nearly everybody was well off, and socie
ty could afford to maintain a small army of theso
queer people, who afforded general amusement.
They were like strolling players, going from
place to place, and always welcomed, wherever
Where aro they now t It is the rarest thing
to meet one nowadays. Tbey have disappeared,
and no one can tell where tbey have gone. They
certainly wero not killed in the war, for they
were non-combatants. Perhaps their accustomed
grub failed them, and they died of starvation
and broken hearts "fracted aud corroborate,"
as Pistol said of Falstaff.
Such characters are the products of a plethora
of prosperity, of the "canker of along peace."
In times of difficulty aud poverty there is no
place for them. War and trouble eradicate eo
centricities, smooth down sinuosities, and reduce
people to a commou level. Those who cannot
understand the process of assimilation pass out
of sight and die off. There is no room for them.
The time may come we hopo it will when
some of theso characters may reappear. They
break the monotony of life.andsoinoof them aro
not only embelishmenU to society, but supports
One character, higher than all the rest, stands
ont from the canvas a character qnite common
a half century ago, rare just anterior to the war,
and now extinct that of the real Old Virginian,
the cock of the walk in his own neighborhood,
whose chief virtues were integrity, hard-beaded-ness,
and love of State, and whose charcteristic
embellishments were a mflled thirt, a gold-beaded
cane, a blue coat with brass buttons, and a,
buff waistcoat. These respectable and influen
tial old codgers were autocrats. They were gen
erally magistrates, frequently members of the
Assembly, and were authority in all neighbor
hood and Connty matters. They had trne grit,
and wonld have died before they would have
surrendered their "rights in the Territories."
"They believed in the resolutions of f-!," drank
the best brandy and w ines, and "chawed" excel
lent tobacco. Their prejudices and opinions were
immovable, and their self-reliance and self-respect
were snch that they would hardly havo
deferred to Kings. As politicians they were as
bitter as soot. Some were Whigs and some Dem
ocrats. The former read the Uichmond Whla as
as'they did their Bible, and believed every'word
it contained. The latter swore by the Richmond
Enquirer as the great sheet-anchor of the country.
Those good, brave, hard-headed, hospitable old
gentlemen have become extinct, like the masto-.
don and the dodo. Richmond (Va.) Wlij.
The Monad of Growing Corn.
Did yoa ever tear corn grow T Yoa hare prob
ably heard the remark, "oar corn grows so fast
that yoa can hear It." That is supposed by peo
ple who don't know, to be a figure of speech
only, but the remark ont here is a literal fact.
Go into one of these "bottom" corn-fields forty
or fifty rods on a warm July day, or Angnst
night, when a bright moon is np, (for vegetables
grow faster in moonlight than in darkness,)
and a few hours after a heavy shower that has
fairly wet the earth, and waked np the drowsy
com to its influences, and as the main stalk
stretches and swells in its new strength np
throngh the contracted lips of the npper blades,
tbey crack and barst around yon like the stifled
reports of ten thousand rifles. The corn-field
will bo some inches higher at sunrise tho next
morning than at the last sundown. There is no
mistake abont it. Wo havo Amrd com 'grow
many a time, and so every farmer along the
Scioto Valley will tell yoa- Tit World.
TnzBE is not a clergyman In White Pine
County, California. It may also be stated, not
as a reflection, butas an item of news, that' there
isn't a scandal there, either.