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SOL. MIILEB, EDITOR AM) PUBLISHER. )
VOLUME XV.-NTJMBER 46.
LVMKNT OF THE IRISH KMIGRWT.
P.L"1th,?b,1f -Jklw-ntifol Tnh long been t
inbuttd to Hon. Mrs. .Soros j bat Mr. Hztxst tn hi
brary qf Toftry and Song, credit It to Llj DCFrEJUS-J
rm nit tins on the utile, lUrr.
"Where we nat aide by Hide,
One bright May morning, lonz am.
THien first yoa were my bride.
The corn wa springing fresh and erven,
And the lark sang loud and high;
And the red wm on your lip, Mary,
And the lore-light in your eye.
The place la little changed, Marr:
The lark load wng is in ray ear,
And the corn la green again;
JJnt I mlw the w-ft claap of y oar hand,
-And your breath, warm on my check;
And I UU kerp liat'ning for the words
Yon nercrmore will speak.
Tta bat a atep down yonder lane, .
And the little charch stands near
The church where we were wed, Mary;
I see the spire from here.
But the grave-yard lie between, Mary,
And my step might break your rest "
Jor IV laid yoa, darling, down to aleep,
"With your baby on your breast.
rm Terr lonely now, Mary,
For the poor make no new frfenda ;
But O, they lore the better still
The few oar rather sends !
And yoa were all I had, Mary
My blfMlng and my pride;
"Thf re nothing left to care for now.
Since my poor Mary died.
TTours was the good, brave heart, Mary,
That "till kept hoping on.
'When the trust in (iod had left my soul.
And my arm's young strength was gone;
There was comfort ever on your lip,
And the kind look on your brow
I bless you, Mary, for that same.
Though yoa cannot hear me now.
I thank yon for the patient smile.
When your heart was fit to break
TVlien the hunger pain was gnawing there.
And yoa hid it for my sake;
I bleu you for the pleasant word.
When yoar heart was sad and sore
O, I'm thankful you are cone, Mary,
Where grief can't reach y ou more !
rm bidding yon a long farewell,
Mr Mary, kind anil true!
But 111 not forcet yon, darling.
In the land 1 m pols? to.
They aay there's bread and work for all.
And the sua shines always there
IB lit III not forget old Ireland,
Were U fifty times as fair!
And often in those grand old wood
111 sit, and shot my ryes.
And my heart will travel back again
To the place where Marr lies:
And I'll think I see the little stile,
MTiere we tat side by side,
A.nd the springing corn, and the bright May morn.
When first you were my bride.
WHY DID HE DO IT?
A RTRMGE II tT TItL'K MTORT.
The reader who is acquainted with Xathanicl
Hawthorne's delightful Twice Told Tales, may
bear in inind a curious little sketch included
among them, and called Wakefield. "In some
old magazine or newspaper," wrote Hawthorne,
" I recollect aVtory, told as truth, n man let
us call him Wakefield who absented himself for
a long time from his wife." The fact, the writer
ocs on to nay, thus ahstractly stated, was not to
he regarded as of any uncommon kind, nor, with
out a proper distinction of circumstances, tn he
condemned either as naughty or nonsensical.
The case in question, however, he considered to
he, though far from the most aggravated, yet per
Jiaps the strangest record of matrimonial deliu
ameney, and, moreover, as remarkable a freak as
-nuld be found in the whole list of human oddi
ties. The story referred to was first pnhliiJird in the
year IBIS, in a book called Political and Literary
Anecdotes of his Own Time., Iiy Dr. William King,
President of St. Mary Hall, Oxen. Doctor King's
anecdote, it may lie tinted, arechielly memorable
from the fart that they contain an interesting
record of the secret visit to Loudon paid !y
Prince Charles Edward the Pretender, in the
month of September, 17E0, and his presence in
the house of Lady Primrose, where, indeed, Doc
tor King had au interview with him. Jn anoth
er portion of his book, the Doctor tells the story
of "the man who absented himself fur a long
time from his wife;" this tnau not having any
real right to tlio coguntuou of Wakefield, with
which Hawthorne endowed him, for his proper
name was Howe. We will proceed to put our
readers inpossessionofthefactsoftheca.se, as
Jhey are set forth by Doctor King.
Mr. Howe is described as a sensible, well-nntn-Ted
man, with an estate of some seven or eight
linndreil pounds a year, united to a young lady of
agreeable person aud manners, and in every re
spect anexcellent wife, who came of good family
in the West of England, anil whose maiden name
was Mallet. Two children were born of this mar
riage, neither of whom, however, lived to attain
the age of fifteen. Dr. King seemsto have known
Mr. and Mrs. Howe about the year 1706.
We pause a moment, to state that the Doctor's
Anecdotes were not published until long after his
death, which happened ia 17G3. They were writ
ten, nevertheless, it is evident, with a view to
publication. In n preface, he states that he was
m his seventy-sixth year at the time of his jot
ting down the notes, memoranda and detached
pieces which coustitnto his liook. Most of the
anecdotes, he affirmed, were derived from his
own knowledge ; the rest were related to him by
friends, upon whose honor aud veracity he could
The Howes lived in a honse in Jermyn Street,
near St. James' Church. They bad been married
some seven or eight years, and were" geuerally ret
garded as a very happy and comfortable couple.
One morning, Mr. Howe rose early, aud informed
his wifo that he was obliged to go as far as tho
Tower, to transact some particular business. At
noon the same day, Mrs. Howe received a note
from her husband, apprising her that he was un
der tho necessity of starting for Holland forth-,
with, and that he should probably beabscnt three
weeks or a mouth. The month passed; two
mouths, then three months: but no tidings were
received from Mr. Howe, His wife grew serious
ly alarmed. Sho was at a loss to understand the
tneaniug of his absence. His silence was still
more inexplicable. She could only imagine that
his abrupt departure might be due to peculiar
embarrassment. It was possible, of course,
though from nothing he had ever said was she
justified in such a suspicion, that he had, un
known to her, contracted some large debt, or in
curred some scrions liability, and had fled the
conntrv, to be out of the way of difficulties.
For some time, in addition to her alarm at his
absence, sho lived in a fever of apprehension of
the demands of creditors, of seizure, executions,
etc But nothing of this kind happened to troub
le her. As time went on, itwas thought advisa
ble to inquire into the. position of Mr. Howe 1 1 af
faire. His estate was found to be perfectly free
end unincumbered. Not only that, all the bills
of the trades people with whom he had ever hart
any dealings, were found to have been paid up to
the timeo? his going away, and among bis pa
pers were discovered formal receipts and A
ges from all persons with whom he! had had: any
Eiud of monetary transactions. The months
grew into years, yet still came no news of ms
sinir Mr nowe. His wife was at length compell
ed ?oapVVyf -Ww - ? Tr! ffiT
cure a proper settlement of her b"band s estate,
and a provision for . herself . ' ,, teE
sence. and nnder the uncertainty as to whetuer
he s alive or dead. By and b the poor wo
man was to be still more shandy tried. H erchil
dren drooped and faded, and E,ouclit
from her. ' She then-left ent irelr "X "ad
nmner to reduce the numlicr of her serv ants anu
Ronsping expenses. She removed from
Jermvn Street, and became the tenant of a tnnch
Seventeen years bad passed away. Mrs. Howe
had fongrinci mourned her husband as dead, and
, 7 " . ner Late one evening, while she
forever lost to hen W'n of her friemls and rel
".KFltaa a Physician who had married
her sister, being of the company-there was
nronftt in'and landed her abetter, the witter of
which, not subscribing bis name, requested her
to grant him the favor ofa meeting upon the fol
lowing evening in Birdcage Walk, St. James'
Park. When she had read the note, Mrs. Howe,
somewhat puzzled by the uatnre of its contents,
passed it to Dr. Hose, as she said, with a laugh,
"lousee, borther, old as I am, I have yet found
an admirer." Dr. Rose examined the note. His
face assumed a very grave expression. Then, af
ter studying the missive for some minutes, he an
nounced his conviction that he knew the hand
writing. He wa persuaded the letter was writ
ten by no less a person than Mr. Howe. The
company were greatly astounded. Mrs. Howe
was so much alarmed and affected, that she was
seized with a fainting fit. Upon her recovery,
however, shortly afterward, it was resolved that
she should, at all events, attend the proposed an-"
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1 "e -"-"1 -.""4'ii nun 4i. JUUM3 anu Ills
wife, and the other ladies ami "gentlemen then
On the following evening, therefore, attended
by her friends, Mrs. Howe presented herself in
Birdcage.Walk. The little-party had not been at
the appointed place more than five minute when
a stranger approached them, lifted his hat, and
bowed politely. He was at once recognized. He
was certainly Mr. Howe. He embraced his wife,
onercd her his arm, walked home with her, and
the reunited couple lived together in great har
mony up to the day of Hone's death, which did
not happen until many years afterwards.
What had he been doing f where had he been
hidden daring the the long period of separation?
He had, it apjieared, never quitted Loudon. On
his abrnpt departure from Jermyn Street, he had
repaired to an obscure lodcinc house iii a small
street in Westminster, and there had hired a
room at the modest rental of live or six shillings
a week. Changing his name, and disguising him
self in a black wig for he was a man of fair com
plexiou ho had remained in this secret retreat
during the whole time of his absence from his
wife. Frequenting a little coffee house in the
neighborhood of his lodgings, he had enjoyed the
curious pleasure of reading in the journals the
progress through Parliament of the act which his
wife had applied for, in order, on the supposition
.u8 death, to obtain a legal settlement of his
affairs ; yet he had not been tempted even then
to reveal tho fact that he still existed.
Further than this, Howe had contrived to
make the acquaintance of one Mr. Salt, a com
chandler, who'lived in Brewer Street, in a honse
opposite to that occupied by Mrs. Howe. At
length he camo to lo on snch friendly" terms with
Salt, that he usually dined with him in Brewer
Street once or twice a week. From tho window
of the room in which they dined, it was not diffi
cult to look into Jlrs. Howe's parlor, where she
fet-ui,....,, cm umt ii-vciti-uucr iricuus. can, wuo
all the time believed his guest was a bachelor,
frequently recommended him to pay his address
es to his own wife, describing Mrs. Howe as a
well-to-do widow, and in every respect a suita
ble match. For several years before Howe dis
closed himself, he was in the habit of attending
service every Sunday at St. James' Church, aud
from his seat in Mr. Salt's pew, he obtained a
view of his wife, though he could not bo seen ea
sily by her.
The real cause of his most extraordinary con
duct, Howe would never confess, even to his most
intimate friends. Dr. Rose was of the opinion
that Howe would never have returned to his
wife at nil, if he had not been, as it were, starved
into surrender by the exhaustion of his means.
Itivas supposed that he took with him, on his
lea'vina Mrs. Howe, a sum of almut two thousand
pounds, and that living in a vcrv frngal manner,
lie managed to subsist upon this during the whole
period of his absence, his store decreasing every
day, as it bccaiiieiiccessary to supply his recur
ring wants. Earning nothing, s his purse
shrank, he was compelled to choose between star
vation and return to his wife. He chose the lat
ter alternative, after a struggle, ierhaps, anj
some submission to the first appraicu of priva-"
mm. ici, iii. any.uiue iiunuir ins nuvcuiceu.
years' seclusion, it had been open to him to quit
his obscure lodging and solitary life in Westmin
ster, and share the comparative affluence and
comfortable home of his wife.
There is no hint that anything liko incompati
bility of temper had beeu the cause of Howe's
abandonment of his spouse in so strange a way,
and for so protracted a period. Reluctant as ho
had been to return, yet that step once taken,
Howe would uot apjwar to have repented it. Ho
never regarded Mrs. Howe as a shrew, to be
dreaded and avoided, but much rather as a good
wife, to lie cherished and loved. Dr. King relates
that ho has seen Howe, after his return, address
ing his wife quite in the language of a young
bridegroom; and the Doctor has been assured by
some of the most intimate friends of tho married
couple, that the husband treated his spouse, dur
ing the remainder of their joint lives, with the
greatest kindness and'affection. But of course,
the inquiry is inevitable if he was so fond of
her, why did he treat her so cruelly f
Any explanation of the matter can only bo ofa
conjectural kind. It is possible that the wife,
unknown to herself, had in some way offended or
roused tho jealousy of her husband, though ho
never afterward thought it woith while to own
as much, and that with the view of punishing by
frightening her, he first schemed to absent him
self for a short time from his home. The plan in
its inception "was easy enough, but how to bring
it to a satisfactory conclusion, was another and
a more difficult matter to manage, becanso his re
turn, while his absence was still a cause of unea
siness and surprise, must necessarily involve ex
planation or justification more or less explicit
and complete. He kept on.postponing, therefore,
his return, until theexhanstionof his resonrccs
made postponement no longer possible. After his
seventeen years' absence, he mnst have seemed
to his wife very much in the light of a stranger,
of whom it was not easy to demand explanation,
simply as a matter of course- He was not the
same to her as a husband from whom she had re
cently been parted. She bad become resigned,
aud reconciled in a great measuro to his disap
pearance, ami the extent of her surprise at his
return would, for a time, at any rate, absorb'
every other feeling. Yet, be jure, that afterwaplf.
and to the end of her days," Mrs. Jtowe it sne
shrunk from questioning him was nevertheless
always wondering within herself whybcr hus
band quitted her. jr
He. was not in debt, as we have seen ; and it is
not probable that he was involved in any troub
le of a political kind, or he surely would have
quitted the country, or hidden himself far more,
completely from the .eyes of his fellows. Indeed,
day after day, be mustjiave beeen in extreme
danger of his secret being discovered. He was
forever haunting the neighborhood in which his
wife resided as though curious to know how she
liora his absence how she supported her widow
ed condition; whether by her conduct under her
affliction, snecave prooioi oerwortninessto near
his name, of her title to the love he once felt, or J
? released to leel lor ner. let, ior long years,
Irs. Howe endured this inspection patiently as
Penelope; her Ulysses contemplating her the
while with this difference, that although dis
guised, he had never wandered. He had beeu ab
sent most irigloriously hiding himself, for no
known reason, but a few streets off. If she had
beateu him well on his return, who had blamed
her ? Who (except, pcrhaii, her husband) would
not have foi given hcrf He had been guilty of
wantoncrnelty, and deserved punishment of a
Hawthorne imagines the mau tohave liecn pos
sessed ofa carious selfishness. -rusting in his inac
tive mind ofa peculiar sort of vanity, ofa dis
position to craft, which, up to the time of his go
ing away, hail seldom prodnced more positive ef
fects than the keeping of petty secrets hardly
worth revealimr. Undoubtedly there are manv
people ranch enamored of a mystery for its own
a.ike nrone to set Talne upon a secret sitnnlr lie-i
cause it is a secret, and without any regard to its then put out their best strength to break the in
intrinsic worth; jnst as the thieving magpie in fbieneenf thisdefectinnofsoableaWhig.sofam
the old story hid the silver spoons not becanse cd a speaker, and so near a neighbor of Mr. Clay,
the ipoous could be of the slightest tie to it. but A Cnod writer was selected for the work; one, too,
because its mischicTOns propensities round idea-' who knew Marshall well, and he sent his barbed
lire in hidingaway alt sortjof things. Mr. Howe arrows thrmish and through JIarshall. Marshall
may have been a man of this kind; it may have frit keenly the thrusts, and was thereafter " an
Iwen a source of pleasure to him, to reflect that object of utter Indiflerence, or at best of calm,
he had securely hidden himseir away rrom his . serene scorn to all parties." Polk was treated
wife and his friends. .. nr r'l,?"- Butler was treate.1 with respect;
It tn-v be that the man was slightly ma.1. Over- biit rdcher-poor Pilcher what blows begot!
indulgence m a crotchet may land many a man The Wh,jrs proved on him that he promised to
In n nliuiliit rra7n. And tlinSA who are atUtlCt- I Par a Lniiisvill. .. A-n ..'
in an absolute craze. And those who are addict
ed to sowing whims, should be counselled to take
heed lest, as a consequence, they reap manias.
Vet, if Howe was mad, there was certainly meth
od in his madness, and it endured for seventeen
WHITE CLOUD, KANSAS, THURSDAY,
XO TIME LlltF. THE OLD TIME.
BT OUTZg WEXUEU. H0UIKS.
There Is no time liltr the old time, when too sod I were
WTitn the bads nf April bloMomed, and thebirdaof Sprlnc-
- time suns!
The garden's brightest glorini by Saramtr tans an nnnrd;
lint, oh! the avert, sweet rlolcli, the flowers that opened
There la no place like the old place where you and I were
Where wo lifted first our eyelids on the anlrndora of the
From the milk-white breast that warmed an, from the clln-
ins arms that buret
Where the dear eyes cliatened o'er na, that wul look on ns
There ia no friend like the old friend who has shared oar
Jfo greeting like his welrmnc, no homage like LU praiael
Fame is the scentless sunflower, v; ith ganily crown of gidd ;
But friendship U the breathing rose, with sweets In every
There is no love like the old love that we courted In our
Though our leaves are falling. Mling, and we're fading side
There are blossoms all around ns, with the colors of our
And we lire in borrowed sunshine, when the light of day is
There are no times like the old times they shall never be
There is no place like the old place keep green the dear old
There are no frirnda like onr old friends may Heaven pro
long their lit rs!
There are no knes like our old lores God bless oar loving
(From the Cincinnati Gazette.)
HOME XOTKN l.tTIIE GRKAT CAMPAIGN
OF JSsi l.t KOTU'KV.
The Way Candidate. Were Abase aad Par
lies Hpakr af Each Other Haw Clay and Kea.
stall Were Abaora Waal ra Mala aOIcCalla
aad Pitcher The llg aad Pappy Hlary, Ac.
It is now more than a quarter of a century since
one of the most exciting caniiaigns ever witnessed
took place in Kentucky.. 1S44 was a big year for
that State aud her great Whig party great not
alone in numbers, but great in her leaders. Then
Clay, Crittenden, Letcher, Moorhead, Mctcalf,
Owsley, Craves, Kobertsou, Thniuasson, and a host
of others were the leaders. That TeaT Clay Hen
ry Clay was nominated by the Whig Convention
for President, and it now lielnsived these Kentucky
Whigs to do their best, for the favorite "Son cif
Kentucky " was this time the leader, and with his
success many of these men wou'il rise to fame.
The campaign was sought to be pitched with
great vigor in Kentucky. A Governor anil Legis
lature were to lie elected also that year, and good
men must be selected for oflice in every Comity.
Mr. Clay, 'tis said, favored the nomination of John
J. Crittenden for Governor, and W. J. Graves, of
Louisville, Archy Dixon, who deserved tho nomi
nation, but the Cilley duel of Graves caused him
to be set aside, and Mr. Clay's wishes were not
regarded. Judge, Wm. Owsley, an eminent law
yer and an old and able Judge of the Court of
Appealsdnritig the idd and new court controversy,
was selected for the race, with Archy Dixon for
Lieutenant-Governor. These men were strong
iK'fore the people, both men of ability and unblem
ished private aud public character, "lint the Dem
ocrats the nation over determined to fi"ht Mr.
Clay upon his own ground, and they demanded of
rvcnuicKv iicmocrai.s incir nest ctlorts airauist
him. This gubernatorial election came off m Au
gust. If Democrats could gam m that election,
if Clay could be defeated or crippled in his own
State, then his defeat would be easy in Xovcmbcr.
Hence the Kentucky Democrats selected their
very liest man, Gen. W. O. Butler, for the race
against Owsley. Butler wasn'man of ability, pop
ular in his manners; had been a good aud brave
soldier, and distinguished himself at the River
Raisin and at New Orleans, and was the firm friend
of the great Andrew Jackson. Wm. S.Pilcher
was the Democratic nominee for Lieutenant-Governor,
a uiost unfortunate situation for them, as
the sequel will show. When the candidates were
selected. Clay against Polk on the national ticket,
Owsley and Dixon against Butler and Pilcher on
tho State ticket, the national issues were tariff
and annexation "of Texas. Clay favored protec
tion and the tariff of ISO. Poll; and his party
tried to !ot!i favor ami oiijmi.su this tariff. Clay
opposed annexation. Polk favored it. The State
issue, milled to the national one, was that of in
ternal improvement the Whigs trying tn con
vince, tho icople that the Deiuncratsof Kentucky,
tinder the lead of James Guthrie, were opposed to
tho Stnto system,. But while these legitimate
matters occupied much nf tho nttentinn nf the
press and public speakers, aVcry largo share of
Democratic effort was directed to the personal de
famation of the Whig candidates, anil of the ef
forts of Whig editors and speakers in repelling
these,-and "getting np telling stories" nliont the
Democratic candidates. The old British gold
story was pnlOished in full by the Whigs, and a
list of the names of those subscribing to a fund to
defeat Clay and elect Polk, the free trader; was
published. The sum alleged sent to this conntry
was $.100,000. The London Allan was quoted as
saying that "the flection of Mr. Clay must, we
fear, be looked upon as to a considerable extent
the confirmation nf the principle of. commercial
restriction." Will we submit to this British gold!
"Xo, by the God of our revolutionary forefathers,
no, never!" sbontcd the Whigs. AU.this fuss was
gotten up over the subscription in London of some
several hundred thousand ponuds sterling to print
and circulate free trade tracts in foreign, lands,
and some of these tracts were to be printed in
XewYork, fer circulation in. the United States,
the Loudon Timet announced. TheWiigs tried
to make the folks all believe that Britishers were
alwilt to buy -up .anil jocket half the people of
this country. The Whigs bad, too, no love for
Amos Kendall, of Washington City, and spoke of
him in no mild mannered way. Kendall was the
author of a life of Andrew Jackson. Therein he
had sppken in terms of praise of Jackson for his
coolness' in shooting down Dickinson in his duel
with him after Jackson had received a wound
from Dickinson's pistol. In this campaign-Kendall
was busy abusing Clay for his duel with Ran
dolph, and his participation in the Cillcy-Graves
duel. For this, Kendall caught Jessy. He was
called a "bascingrate," "a eatiff," accused in an
indirect way of having been bought by the Dem
ocrats with $1,610; was spoken of as a man " whose
life had been signalized by acts nf monstrous in-
jrratitude toward Mr. Clay, nf liase idolatry of A.
Jacksonr-of unscrupulous vituperation of the best
Tnen of the country, and of unredeemed and unre
deemable villainy toward the country ami its in
stitutions." We believe Amos Kendall died hon
ored and respected.
Another man, whom these Whim treated with
f great plainness of speech, was John M. McCalla.
I his man got some 01 ineir very nest atmse- I ney
accused him of lying, published accounts of his
telling defamatory tales of Mr. Clay's domestic
life, and in one instance brought forward witness
es to contradict a story, laid to the charge of Mc
Calla. that Mr. Clay spent a Sabbath day at the
Blue Lick Springs engaged in card playing. Tom
Mashall also came in for a good drnhiiiug. Tom
bad been a Whig, and after Clay and Polk were
nominated, remarked : "The Whip onght to with
draw Clay in disgust. It is running a blood horse
against a jackass. Withdraw Clay and, beat the
lackey with John White." But Tom was very
vain and very jealous of Clay, and loved to be
praised, and for some cause, perhaps a little un
faithfulness while in Congress, the Whigs were
cool toward Marshall. The Democrats knowing
Marshall's infirmity, began to flatter him, ami He
lwgan to abuse Mr. Clay, and finally went over to
ln.m n.i ..,!-. rr tb rwmrvi-nt The Whiffs
y ". " " unit lUdt M7 IiJaJHT.aj u
E? e Vjn,"v,H' newspaper $C0 for nominating
Wmel2f "jernor; that he wrote articles urging
fid.l . M" M,a '!ewPap": that he was ai in
. f -hrist rrxe,,Vram of hl" character of Je
Trl,ttini;?,nKr J'Jjl'"" f e worst type.
The things published concerning Pilcher and sub
COKSTJLT U TJLON JUVD THE UNION,
stantiated by affidavits are too indecent to be re
produced, and they had their effect. Pilcher ran
behind Butler 6,000 rotes. . But if the Whigs were
given togoying pretty bard and bold things about
their ofoueiits, they were greatly surpassed by
the Democrats. Perhaps no party, not even that
party since, has equaled the recklessness of the
DcmocYacy that year. Against Gov. Owsley they
could say but little. He was a pure, quiet man,
respected by every one for his integrity and up
rightness. They did tell ope or two stories on
him, viz.: that he hired a substitute in the war of
1612, and that he collected a fee twice from the
same man for the same services; but these were
easily refuted. Mr. Clay did not come off nearly
socasy. His opiHineuts denounced him for the
following vices: lie was a profane swearer, a gam
bler, a Sabbath breaker; a common drunkard,
guilty of "perjury, a robber, au adulterer, and a.
murderer. These charges were considered so e-'
rious by his friends in 'Kentackv. that a distin
guished preacher of Lexington was cajjed nporf
n, mm -iiiu, jiMuuHu ji Biueiueui. uciiyiug mem.
Dr. Ilaseom, one of the most eloquent divines of
the Methodist Church, published a statement that
Mr. Clay was a man of "correct deportment and
good moral character." For this Dr. Ilaseom was
denounced as a "hypocritical liar, perjurer, blas
phemer, and au impious libeler." To the rescue
of Dr. Ilaseom there came the whole clergy of
Lexington, Ky., and the officers of all the church
es. Of course Dr. Ba&cnm needed no defense.
One of the greatest men then of the Methodist
Church, President of Transylvania University, ho
was as eminent for his piety as ho wu for his burn
ing eloquence, Ilaseom and. Clay Were great
ii icons, j ncir siyies 01 oratory were uiucli alike,
and they resembled each other in personal appear-
mice? nml flimni.li Me rl.,-'.a ttWliia.i..., n. II
had bi-cn elected chaplain to Congress, aud the
Doctor was a Whig hence he was not believed.
A specimen of tho campaign anecdotes, and we
are dune for this time. It was told by Col. Wm.
II. Capcrton, a Whig, aud, by the by, one of tho
ablest and most effective speakers ever in Ken
tucky. It lias been known since as the pig and
puppy story. It was told to illustrate the false
IKisitioiiwhich Isaac Wise, of Estill Comity, got
limself by the non-agreement of the Kstill County
Democratic County Convention with the State
Democratic Convention. Wise presided at the
Estill Comity Convention, which passed strong
protective resolutions, an iron furnace lieing in
that County, and was sent to the State Conven
tion with these protective resolutions in his pock
ets. The State Convention pronounced protection
"a fraud;" but Wise was too good a Democrat to
bolt, and so was working well for Polk and But
ler. Caperton ruined his influence by the pig and
puppy story, which is as follows: A" farmer scut
a clergyman a note by his servant, begging his
acceptance of a nice pig, which he recommended
as equally good for a roaster or a breeder. Tho
servant stopped at a "house of call" on the
way for a drink of grog, and while regaling him
self over his glass, a wag slipped the pig out, and
n puppy into, the bag. The servant in delivering
the note turned out the contents of the bag. The
clergyman surprised, but offended, at finding a
poppy sent him, with a note tendering a pig, or
dered tho servant home, bidding him tell his
master he had as little use for his puppy as relish
for his impertinence. It was in vain that the ser
vant protested that the animal was a pig when
he left home. Back ho was ordered with his puj
py. On his retnnihcagaiu stopped at "tbchousu"
for grog, and while sipping it, tho same wag sliji
ped out the puppy anil put back the pig. The
servant rendered his master a faithful account of
the clcnyman's recentinn and indiimaut dismissal
of him. The master, amazed, mortified, aud in
credulous, ordered him to empty tho bag, when
lo! np jmiw the pig. "Wellj I do 'clar," said the
astonished servant; "him pig here, him puppy
The Whigs were confident of success. Archy
Dixon was elected, tho Legislature was. won, but
their favorite Clay was lieatcu, and great was tho
distress of Kentucky Whigs. Some of them de
clared they would never vote again, and they
have kept their promises; others that year were
made stirh strong haters of Democracy that even
love for slavery could not make them Democrats.
THE IsKAVIKMT PORTION OF TOE
Galena is undoubtedly the centre ofa rich min
eral district, indeed one may say exceptionally
rich, for it would seem that silver grows there.
A shaft near the town was abandoned for some
years. When opened again lately, an old chain
which had been left hanging by the former ex
plorers, was found coated with silver instead of
the fustile rust or the Old World! I ventured to
cross examine the mining engineer, (a matter-ol-fact,
successful person,) who told mo the story,
and was convinced he was not joking, and be
lieved himself that all metals grew. But the
most amusing case of faith in Galena that we
came across was that of one whom I may erhaps
call a typical Western adventurer. Ho came out
young, and had tried many ways of life, includ
ing that of undertaker, encouraged to this par
ticular branch of business by a serious epidemic.
As the ordinary funeral apparatus was scarce in
Illinois at that time, he converted a light wagon
he had into a hearse, by the help of some black
trappings, and in it be drove a famous old trot
ter w hich he had brought from the East. Tho
trade throve with him until one. day, when he
was called on to convey a well-known settler and
justice of the iicace to bis last resting place.
1 Here wnuiii seem tn nave lceu a considerable
gathering of wagon-owning neighliors.to the cer
emony in question, and wheii the procession
started one or two of them krpt pressing upon
the Hanks of the hearse. Somehow the pace
would keep quickening, till at last, almut a mile
from the cemetery, in order to hold his placo at
all, the undertaker was obliged to drop his hands,
shove out hisfcet, and cry "g-lang" to his trot
ter. He brought up at the cemetery with a clear
lead, though the chief mourner made pretty good
time; but possibly in consequence of an accident
which happened to the coffin, or because the epi
demic abated, he soon after left his mournful
occupation. Turning his attention to mining
and laud investment, he liecame the convert of
an ingenious mining speculator and theorist, who
has established to his own satisfaction that Gale
na and tho immediate neighborhood are the heav
iest part nf the known world, and will therefore
prove the richest in minerals. From a cursory
perusal of the pamphlet in which the proofs are
given, I gather the argument to be that the pres
ent rotatory motion of the earth makes it certain
that the weight is pretty evenly divided, and
that America is, in fact, about as heavy as the
three old continents taken together. Bnt, hav
ing regard to the immense disproportion between
the aggregate sajierficial area of Europe and
Asia and that of North America, it is clear that
the latter mnst be composed of vastly heavier ma
terial, otherwise the world would be lopsided,
and its motion entirely different from what we
experience. This extra weight can only be caus
ed by an immense prejionderance of metals on
the American side, aud abstruse calculations
show that Gelena is the precise spot where the
greatest mass of them will be found to exist. I
give the information for what it may be worth to
intending investor. There are wilder crotchets
about in the West by scores. Tom. Hugltt.
For sundry reasons, the revival of the follow
ing old English law, which was in force in the
seventeenth centnry, is contemplated by- the Cal
ifornia LegTslatnre: "AU womenof whatever
age, rank, profession, or degree, whether virgins,
wives, or widows, that shall from and after this
act ininose uimn. or sednce. and betray iuto mat
rimony any of ber Majesty's male subjects by-
scents, paints, cosmetics, wasnes, aninciai teem,
false hair, Spanish wool, iron stays, hoops, high
heeled shoes, or bolstered hips, shall incnr the
penalty of laws in force against witchcraft, sor
cerv, and the like, and the marriage, upon con
viction, shall stand null and void."
Mb, Moclkv savs Voltaire was a stupendous
power, not only lieeaase his expression was in
comparably lucid, or even becanse his sight was
exquisitely keen and clear, but becanse he saw
many new things after which the spirits of oth
ers were nnconsciously groping and dumbly
yearning to see.
A Kextcckt entomologist has kept two vigor
ous mosqnitoeaviiader an inverted tumbler for six
months without food, and they remain in a healthy
condition. This dearly proves that their annoy
ance of mankind Is entirely uncalled for, and not
at all necessary to their saatenaoee.
MAY 9, 1872.
THE Sa.El.ETO OF A FOOT.
(The following beautiful ataniaa. which woold sot dis
grace the pen of a, Byron, appear to have been written on
seeing the articulated bones ofa female foot, in the window
of s fashionable boot-maker, (air. Dowie,) to whom they
were sent anonymously London Critic
O, fleahleu fragment of aome female form
Of nature's workmanship the last and brat
Which nnce with life's mysterious Are was warm!
What Impious hand disturbed thy place of real.
And in a glassy slipper thee attired.
Loathed by the many, by the few admired 1
The calm obscrrt rs of the worka of God,
In thy anatomy His wondera trace.
With purer pleasure than, when silken ahod.
The smirking fool beheld thy mincing pace,
And fanltlesa symmetry, which made him sigh.
Though from thee now he turns hie ogling eye.
Let those whose folly seeks to draw a line
Of broad distinction between dust aad dusL
ffhv plebeian, or thy noble caste divine!
They cannot God, immutable and Just,
Alike lo alt II U heavenly image cave:
Tis man that makes the monarch and the alare.
Ferhapa thon once wert cushioned In high state,
AmiiUt the circle of the drawing-room.
But no! the bodies of the proud and great
Are wont to rot In vault and marble tomb;
As if the bones of srlfetyled noble forms
Should be reserved for better aorta of wormal
Ferhapa thon trnd'st some humbler walk of life.
And wert from truth and virtue led astray.
By one who promised thee the name of wife.
And praised tby symmetry, but to lietray
Thy soul, confiding, innocent and young.
That readily believed hia flitfrin- tongue.
Thy perfect mechanism may have served
home opera dancer, fraught with every grace
Save modesty and with that courage nerved,
AVhlrh iutckly sears a young and blushing face,
When oft submitted to the searching caze
Of thousand eyea 'midst titousand lights' full blaze.
And where'a the soul that o'er thy frame once ahed
The "poetry of motion!" Wnorantcll
Into what realm the Immortal part hath fled!
Or If in misery or Joy it dwell I
Orifearb thought of all Us earthly ties
Fades from the memory when the body dleaf
JEA.Sf I.t(iEI,on--A SKETCH OP HER
A correspondent of the GohUu Age, writing-
iruin ixtiiiion, says:
Jean Ingelow lives in the western part of Lon
don, that "great sprawling city," as Hubert
Browning aptly calls it.'wliich sprawls every
year over a wider and wider area. The homo of
the oetess is in one of the dingy rows of unpre
tending dwellings which line the miles and miles
of Loudon streets, and which differ from each oth
er only "in their degrees of ago and consequent
dingincss. There is nothing cheerful almut tho
exterior of any Loudon house; this is a mild way
nf stating the fact that of all dismal- looking
abodes for the human race, those erected for and
occupied by tho London citizens arc the most dis
mal. "Every Englishman's house is his castle,"
as we all know; fur the true Briton, whether at
home or abroad, takes esjiecial delight in reitera
ting this truth for the instruction of the stranger
and foreigner. "Every Londoner's house is bis
prison," is the free translation of this statement,
which tho stranger is inclined to make for him
self as he sees for the first time tho blank walls,
suKstauti.il, grim and grimy, behind which the
British householder intrenches himself. If in tho
vain attempt to add a little cheerfulness to these
sombre habitations some of the Londoners do till
the balconies outside their windows with flowers,
the bright blossoms only bring the heavy back
ground into more vivid contrast, and make the
gray, dirty bricks behind them look dirtier and
grayer than liefore. Miss Ingelow is t sensible
a person to bo betrayed into any weakness of
tuioooi.. ju.'uk" i jM-.irm, nun is jire-cuuieui-ly
a judicious woman, "with "no romance almut
her," so she leaves the exterior of her house to
its own native ugliness, and makes nf the interi
or as cosy and comfortable a nest as we would de
sire to see. Tho little parlor is bright" with
wana-hued furniture and a cheerful coal fire:
liooks and needle work lie side by side on tho cen
tre table; pictures, birds, and flowers betray tho
taste of the womanly woman who has inado tho
placo such a comfortable, cheerful, aud tasteful
spot, so full of the atmosphere of home tliat a re
turn to a hotel seems to a chance truest, from
sheer force of contrast, so dreary a necessity as to
tie almost nnenuiiranie. jnss ingelow iicrscll is
a bnxom, fine looking woman, somewhere near
her forties. She has an abundance of soft, brown
hail, which sbo winds in a graceful fashion of her
own almut her well shaped head; bright, dark
eyes, a lovely chauging color, which comes and
pies in her cheeks at the slightest provocation.
She is shy, delicate, and reserved, and has a true
English aversion of being looked at, and a still
greater horror of lieing written almnt. Miss In
gelow is a thorough conservative in ideas as well
as in tastes. She is horrified by the- Commune
and all its works. For the French republic she
has little more sympathy, while for the English
Liberal party she barlmrs sentiments as nearly
approaching detestntion as it is in ber gentle na
ture to feel toward any person octbing. '"
The Oaly Camel Riagrapay af aTaaTala Bill.
Buffalo William .vxs quitca young Buffalo Wil
liam when he was born. He was quite eccentric,
and before be, was six months old .soft food was
his only inclination. He wouldn't touch meat
as a nourishment. He had a wild nature enough
to start a first class menagerie; children nnder
twelve yens of age half price. Ills loveliest food
wan pig iron, which hardened his system.
Old Mr. and Mrs. Buffalo William 'resided in a
brown stone front log honse, and were respected
by all their neighbors, the nearest of whom to
run across the street w sec, meant a run of ninety
miles. Ono morning old Mr. and Mrs. Buffalo
William sat at the breakfast fable and bad their
lmir lifted liv nimble Xorth American Indian, and
they weni to the happy hunting ground. The'
juvenile Buffalo William didn't like "snch con
ducts as those," so be swore revenge, andbe prac
ticed with ins ntle until he could snoot toe nair
off a mosquito's lwick, and leave the mosquito in
tact, and he conld'shoot a bow and arrow throngh
twelve barrels of salt pork. He became snch a
terror to the Indians they didn't visit him oQen.
. One day be mounted -his steed, and dashing up
to a herd of buffaloes, lie drew bis-gun and shot,
and that one shot -made a lane throuch those
buffaloes three miles long and one mile wide
iue intunated animals, wun. dilated nostrils,
dashed away toward four thousand Indians en
camped on the Imrdere of a bcantifni stream.
The Indians, with bated breath, got scared and
daslied into toe stream and were alt drowned.
The bnffaloes; with -bated breath, dashed after
them, and were drowned, and their bodies choked
np the river.-and the water overflowed the sur
rounding country, forming a beautiful lake, which
beats Lake.Cnmq endways. "Until lately, Buffalo
William resided on'its banks with his beantifnl
forest prairie bride. She died recently. - Civiliza
tion brought, a live lobster to her door, and she
died of the fright case of Sal versus Sal-ad.
Country cured bams hare got over it. "Jo" fa
tie Xew Tork Sm.
CinnF-JcsncE Cimse is probably the best
scholar that has ever presided over the Supreme
Court. As a Latin scholar be is not surpassed by
any man in the profession. While he was Gov
ernor of Ohio, a friend tells me.be read throngh
the Greek Testament, during his first term. He
reads French as readily as English. He can trans
late "Faust" into bis own strong and vigorous
tongue; and reads Italian and, Spanish like the
natives of those snnny lands. While he is not
fond of "Evenings with the Ports," and has an
appreciation of Chancer, Shakespeare, Mil
ton, Dante, Gthe, and others, he has made
some good translations of the Latin poets, fur bis
own amusement. In mathematics he is a worthy
pupil of Euclid. He is in the broadest sense an
elegant and accomplished scholar. WatVwgto
Cor. X. T. PotL
Text: "Look not upon the wine." Sermon:
Twelve years ago Hon. F. C. Whipple waa a bril
liant and prosperous lawyers in Howell, Micb.
Last week he died of intemperance, and was
buried ont of the Masonic charity fund, from
which for some time before his death be had been
supported. During this time his beautiful and
accomplished wife haa become insane, and bia
four lovely children are penniless and scattered,
no two living together.
Soke one ha taken the trouble to ascertain
the number of battles fought since 1594 bytne
f armies of Austria. Jfearly even tDojanu jn-
tles, or one to every fifteen days, are saooa
KEailXISCE.XCEIt OR THE
The Sunday evenings at the house of the Cary
sisters will not soon be forgotten bv those who
had thepleasnreof attending them. Many acquain
tances were made there, and the two or three
hours devoted to social conversation were passed
most agreeably. Every Sunday evening for sev
eral years, with the exception of a short time in
summer, or when both the sisters were nut of
town, the tea table was set with half a dozen
more plates tbau usual. Whoever came to tea
was welcomed, whether specially invited or not.
and it usually happened that there was no special
invitation. Mr. Greeley was the most regular at
tendant at the tea table, thongb ho did uot drink
anything as strong as the exhilarating beverage
which gave name to the evening meal. The few
others were frieuds more or less intimate. Alice
presided when her health permitted, and the op
posite seat was generally occupied by l'hn-be.
Conversation ran on various topics whatever
those present chose to discuss, and after an -hour
or so amid tea and toast and their concomitants,
the party retired to the library. Almut 8 o'clock,
and from that time to 10, other visitors called,
and it generally happened that by 9 o'clock the
number present was so large that the library waa
abandoned for the more spacious parlor. There
was no conventionality, or but the smallest grain
of it, about the gatherings. Whoever chose to
come was welcome; he could stay as long as ho
liked, npto the hour of breaking up, and when lie
went away he created no commotion. On enter
ing the house he saluted the sisters, and thcti fell
into conversation with them or with any one else
that heknew. If he were a stranger,or but slight
ly acquainted in the assemblage he was in
troduced to two or three persons with very little
ceremony, and after that lie would make his way
without trouble. Sometimes, there were thirty or
more gentlemen and ladies in the parlor at one mo
ment, aud as many as a hundred have called in the
course of an evening. Sometimes both parlor and
library have been filled, the assemblage breaking
up into little groups of two, three, and so ou np
to a dozen persons, and all talking about whatev
er they chose to talk almut. Wall flowers were
not unknown, but they were rarer than in ninety-
nmo evening parties in a nunureil. vt lien one
was observed, lie (or she) was au object of com
mon sympathy; and it would not be long liefore
one nf the sisters, or some one else, would quietly
happen in the vicinity of tho unfortunate one,
and by conversation or introduction make an end
of the solitude.
Ou these evenings Alice generally occupied a
place u hui a sofa in the corner, and moved about
the room much less than did her sister. Occa
sionally Phtrbe answered the licll in the absence
of their servant, and as she opened tho door she
would jestingly remark thatit wastheother girl's
Sunday out. l'hrebo was much more anima
ted than Alice; the face of the latter always Isire
a look of sadness even in her happiest moments,
while that of bersister showed laughter in every
line. Alice wasiuclinedtograiity in conversation,
while rbrebe was ready Willi wit and repar
tee that was wout to set the table in a roar. Al
most every sentence that was littered she could
make the basis of pnn, and mail of her plays ii
ou words and phrases were such as deserved pres
ervatinn. Some of ber friends used to tell her
that she ought to hare a shorthand rrjmrter as a
familiar spirit to jot down her sharp sayings'and
give them ont to tho world. But she replied
that it would uot be to ber taste to be short han
ded down tn fame; she preferred tbo lady with
the, trump, though she tbonght the aforesaid lady
would be more attractive and give a better namo
to her favorites if sho dressed in the costum, of
the period. Some of the visitor ,occasionally
measnred wits with Pbecbe, ami jests and puns
were scattered thick and fast; but sho generally
came off victorious, and while her competitor was
acknowledging defeat, she Would throw a par
ting shot heavier thauaiiy that precediil it. I'utis
were her principal resort, and occasionally she'
would make au impromptu parody of some familiar-lirie
of proso'or poetry. She had a good fund
of anecdotes, and told them with a humor as quiet
as it was pleasing.
Iu person the sitters were mnch unlike. Alice
was inpiKir health, and her complexionapproarhed
that of a blonde, while Phrcho was a most Pro
nounced brunette, and as vigorously healthy as
a stevedore. Alice was tall, while Phoebe was of
only ordinary height, anil displayed a tendency
to embnuimint. Her black eyes sparkled as she
talked, and even when her face was in rejKisu
there was the trace of a smilu upon it. In her
dress she had a slight tendency to what is called
display, and she was more fond nfoniamcntsthaii
was her sister. She had a necklace made of diffe
rent articles which her friends had given her;
from one there was a marble, from another a cu
rious nut lroin Die east, rnm another a piece ot
amber, from anothcra ball, a malachite or crystal,
aud so on till the necklace consisted of more than
fifty beads, and when iqien, stretched tn a length
of nearly four feet. Of late years she had gene
rally worn tbisnccklace on Sunday evenings, aud
while in conversation would frequently ocenpy
her fingers in toyiug with the beads. One evc
iug a friend told her that she looked, with her
necklace, like an Indian princess; she replied
that the only difference was that the Indian had
a string of scalps in place of beads. She said that
she thought that the best place for her friends
was to bang about her neck, aud with this belief
she hail constructed the necklace, aud compelled
her friends to join it.
At tho Sunday evening gatherings at theCarys
there were no set discussions, and there was nev
er any conversation out of which anger could
arise. It would lie easier to sav what was not
.talked about, than to specify what was; almost
everything in the slinpe oi literature, an ami
general news received attention, but by far the
largest part of the conversation was of that im-
runipln and desultory character that it could not
H9 remembeml. Ask a dozen persons who have
been there a day or two before what they talked
about, and at least ten of them would say, " Real
ly, I do not remember: bnt we had a very agree
a"ble evening." There were a dozen or twenty
persons who dropped in almost every Snnday
evening; there was about the same nnmlier who
came every two or three weeks," and then there
were others whose visits were irregular. Among
the visitors there were Theodore Tilton, the Rev.
Dr. Deems, Oliver Johnson, A. J. Johnson, P. T.
Baruiim, Robert Dale Owen, Dr. W. F. Halcombe,
Wbitelaw Rrid, Mary Clemmer Ames, Kate Field,
Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Sinclair, Jnnins Henri
Browne. Mary L. Booth. Albert D. Richardson.
Samnel Bowles, Congressman Jenckes, of Rhode
Island, Sirs. Clymer Deitz. S. 8. Packard, Charles
E.Wilbonr, Thomas W. Knox, Ole Bull, Profes
sor C W. Raymond, and dozen, of others known
or unknown tn literary life. Ami, as the grave
closes over what was mortal of Pbadm Cary. mauy
a recollection will be awakened of the light ami
life she gave to those memorable Snnday even
ings never more to be enjoyed. .Vcic York ITorM.
Traasaai llag Hag.
The Cleveland ZeaaVrdescribcs the Bergh palace
When the swine wish to slumber they blow a
whistle made from the tail of a brother who has
gone before, the cnndnclor enters and conducts
them to a hot Russian bath in the rear ccd of the
car,, after which they are robbed down with
rongh towels, a lnnch of old boots and ice cream
furnished. Not a squeal i. ever heard on this
car. nothing bnt grunts .of satisfaction and
skilled musicians put in from eighteen to twenty
fonr hours a day playing, " nam Fat Man," " The
Watch on the Rhine," fcWlien the Pigs come
Home," ic tc. In fact, life is one perpetual
holiday nntil they arrive within a few miles of
Jersey City, wlien the train Is stopped, a-steam
engine throws a stream of chloroform into each
car, and the inmates sink into a alnmlier from
which tbey do not awaken tn this world of trich
ina, bntclier-knivrs, smoked ham, headcheese and
The Scirntife American say. that stone have re
cently been fonnd in Nevada, which are deserilied
as almost perfectly round, the majority' of them
as large as a walnnt, and, of an ivory natnre.
When distributed about upon the floor, table or
other level surface, within two or thiee feet of
each other, they immediately begin traveling to
ward a common centre, and tbrebnddle up in a
bunch like lot of egg. in s neat.
This fa the modest way Thierehas of nnttine- it:
"The army of Egypt loved Weber, bat tbey rever
enced aapoieoa: lotae-creBCB arnyot to-aay
love McMahon, but it 1
$2.00 PER AIYXUM, IN ADVANCE.
WHOLE NUMBER, 774.
SYVlXblXG IS THE CASE.
How en we talf of childhood's bys
Of tricks we used to play
Upon each other, while at school.
To pass the time away !
But, oh! how often bare 1 longed
For those bright days again
When little rosy XeU and I
Went swinging in the lane !
Cnosi-s But vet Td give the world to be
With rosy XeU again;
I never, never wilt forget
Our swinging in the una 1
The bora and girls would often go"
A 8hin- in the brooks,
with i.l, f thread Tor Ashing lines.
And bended pins for hooka.
They, sunn times, wished me with them, but
They always wished tn vafnj
I d rather lie with rosy Sell,
A awinging in the lane!
But yet, &.e.
But anon a cloud of sorrow came'
A strange yonng man from town; '
Was introduced to rosy sfell.
By Ann Jemima Brown.
She staM away from school, next day
The truth to me was plain
She'd gime wilh that young city chap,-
A swinging in the Une! n
But yet, Ae.
Xow. all young men with tender hearts,
rrav Uke adrtre from me
Don't be tin qniek to fall in love
. With every girl you see:
For if you do, you soon will find
Yoa ve only loved In vaini
Shell go off with some other chart,
A aw inging in the Line !
liut yet, ic
A "EXATOR'H EXPEBIESft:TnE CX-
tornHcr-DA-MPOMr1' Vr rail". . IU Sena
inh"riJMife:sai,l,:rtrr'US " "'-uc.
.'.v. "-. "" -vc, year.
dollar would cover every penny I spent from tbo
time I was born nntil I was twetity-mo years of
age. I know what it is to travel weary milea
and ask my felbiw-nieu to give me leave to toil.
I remember that in SeptemlH-r, 1KKJ, I walked In
to your village front my native town, and went
through yiiir mills, seeking employment. If anv
Imdy had offered me $.- or $U n month, I should
have accepted it gladly. I went down to Salmon
Falls, I went to Dover, I went to Xewmarket,
and tried to get work, without success, and I re
turned home weary but not discouraged, and I
put my jiack on my back and walked to the town
where I now-live, and learned a mechanic's trade.
I know the hard lot tiiat toiling men liave to en
dure in this world, and every pulsation of my
heart, every conviction of my judgment, puts me
on the side of the toiling men of my country aye,
ui an cioiiiines.
I am glad tho workinginen in Kitrope arc dis
contented and want better wages. I thank GI
that a man in tho United States to-day ran cam
from three to four dollars, nt.fen hours' work, ea
sier than he could, forty years ago, earn one dol
lar, working from twelve to fifteen hours. Tho
first month I worked after I was twenty-ono
years of age, I went into the woods, drove team,
cut mill-logs," wood, roso in the nyirning liefore
daylight and worked hard until after dark at
night, and I received for it the magnificent sum
of six dollars! And when I got the money, theso
dollars looked as largo to mo as the moon" looked
to-night. On the farm on which I served an ap
prenticeship. I have seen the liest men who ever
put seytho in grass working for from iiftr cents,
to fonr shillings a day, in the longest days of
summer. Yesterday I visited the farm. I asked
the men who were there what they paid men in
haying time last summer, and they said from $2
tog2 GOaday. This was paid on tho same ground
where men worked forty years ago for from fifty
cents to fonr shillings :i day, and took their pay
in farm products, not money. I have seen some
in iiiu U11U.11K-S1 nuoieii n iniii ine lann nonses
and work for from fifty rents to fonr shillings a
week, milking the cowi; making butter and
cheese, washing, spinning and weaving, doing all
kinds nf hard work. I was told yesterday, that
many young women wero earning in the" shops,
$1 a day, and that those who worked in houses
were getting from 82 50 a week to $3 SO.
To-day the laboring men and women of our
country are earning from three to four times as
much in a day as they could forty years ago, and
a day's work is shorter now than it was then.
After I had learned a trade in the plans where I
lived I worked fourteen and fifteen hours a (Iay,
month after month, to earn almut $10 a month.
There are hundreds nf men there now who in ten
bourn can earn a linndreil dollars more easily
than I could forty in fifteen honrs. I am grate
ful to tlod that it is so. I do not care anything
almut a few men or corporations piling up a great
amount of money. I lielieve God meant this
world to grow good men and women, and not to
pile np money. That is my belief, ami I want to
see the men and women who bear tho burdens
and do the work have a full share nf all they
earn, and that an honest day's work shall always
have a fair day's pay.
" Pike, n Oarer Haeeiaaeas r Haaaaalty
Vcaad ia California. . '
The "Tike" has, I find, a tolerably large rep
resentation in Los Angelos County, as well as in
its tieigblmr, San Diego. The Pike ought to bo
a Missouriau, but there are also Texas Pikes, and
in fact the name has been applied in this State to
the wandering ipsy-like southern poor white.
Yonrtrue Pike is a squatter; an invader of oth
er people, rights. "He owns a rifle, a lot of
children and dogs, a wife, and if he can read, a
law-lmok," said a lawyer, describing this crea- "
tnreto me. "He moves from place to place, an
the humor seizes him, and is generally an injury
to his neigblmrs. He will not work, but lias
great tenacity of life, and is always ready for a
law-suit."1 "I found a Pike tbo other day killing
ami salting hogs, aud actually hauling the salt
pork off to sell it, said a gentleman, in whoso
company we were discussing these people.
"Surely that was an industrious Pike." said I.
r .l. l.:.-l.. . !... .1... e
"Yes, but, confound it, they were my hogs," he
replied, with natural wrath at the recollection.
Xear San . Diego a Pike family were pointed out
to me, who liad removed from Texas to Califor
nia, and lock to Texas four times. They were
now going back home again to please the "old
woman" who, it seems, hail a fit of home-sickness.
They travelled in" an old wagon drawn by
a pair of broncho or native horses, and would
probably lie six or eight mouths on the road. Of
course tbey lived off the country, ami probably
as well on their travels as w hell they were set
tled. Cor. A". F. Tribune.
ARI err .aj.
The Flinf River, Michigan., presents a grand
appearance at present. The Globe says that from
Hint, up the stream for twenty miles, every
square font of surface Is arked with pine log. so
thickly tliat a man may cross from bank to bank
dry shod.' It is estimated that there are 0,000,
000 feet of snch log iu the river. The "stage"
of the water is splendid. Xogsrnn with the ut
most facility, ami yet no one ndes over the banks
into the adjacent fields or woods. There is just
water enough, not a gallon too mnch. The small
er tributary streams are still loo low to float the
logs that line their margins.- The work of run
niug, assorting, and booming is going actively on,
au orniy of, meu'beiiig employed. The mills are
now running, with one or two exception., and at
least five hundred men and boys, mostly men,
are engaged in and around the different mills,
cutting up these log. and taking care of the lum
ber. 'o hee-hi ve presents a more animated sn- .
tiearance than any of these mill. The daily
iread of 200 people is earned In them from Mon
day morning till Saturday night.
A rraoox Intimately connected with John 8.
C. Ablmtt, say. the ITatdima md RtjUetor, as
sures n front persona! knowledge that that pro
lific author never Blloweil himself to write 8 par
agraph of his "Life "t Jfaimleoii " without tint
offering prayer that he might be guided aright.
"Is there any article in common use- 1b the
country so dangerous a. a kerosene larapl An
swers to this conundrum to.bj sent to the offlce- of
the Boston Globe.
moutlisscliiH.ling each year, a.,. at thoeu.l of
aleven years of hard work a .yoke of nxenaml.fi
sheep, which hron'-ht mo emlitv.r.n.e .i..n .