Newspaper Page Text
VOL IIOUMA, PARISH OF TERREBONNE, LA., THURSDAY, OCTOBER , 1855. NO. 12.
, every TwRasDAY MoRNING.
ge D CoýE per anum--payle at the time ot
fit. oC OopPem. Ten, Cente.
g lMETd will be iserted at the rate of One
;affe (of ten line' or less,) for the first, and
#W" for evrrr subsequ-nt insertion A liberal
nlde to thaem why advenrtse by the ye r.
wo u il be ehTrg-d Tor hIs f r colnmn
Met Viedie mdverti-i.ng ..d "one of eat.
W),1 be 1dmlie on any terms.
,jALPUH ATI 'O, S.- -C Malec tioomd Per
d ;atuer or such ,Sra mut deeoed to ae of pulblic
tetmt, mny be insertd a adrvertiremets (at the op
.e e ',)k b ·i p+MI .r iadvance.
d nous n a CanldidLes for all oices, to be paid
W aOTICES aoteiaesdluff threseor tn lines,
ille ch ly inserted wltbout eharge. but those
wDaecbeIrgh, ll , be rated asadredsLetontsi.
E re interied that no notice whit.
m-.wii be t-ken of any cuuinm 'O55 inltended for
-w-i-. al ý'n acuomspa.kd .y.the name and addressu
d the i-ter- e-"o at psabatie,,. but as a
aat s of good Laith.
So W. BLAEB s CO., Pubishers.
TFB LAW OEN WSPAPER8
. aoibste who det2t tesa peeSS netle to the
-_nly, ereoid.td as wt hl to continue their mb
- rer the deentine of their news
rp a the plblisher my ceO ltie to snd them until at
3.i irbs.erlben meel umtr reha e to take their news
to R th eldce so which they are directed, they
erepdbs fporM m unti they have settleI their b.i
Sordered tMhea dlconilafed.
4. The Cirt have decided that ref.sing to take news
epnrl theert e,crremoving and leaving them un
sibr, prsi face evidenceef intentional fraud.
£ 1s Utenld laMe Courts have also repeatedly dec
Sdoat a Paimaster, who nortctets to give sevenable
meq asraied by the Pot O~ce Department, of the
s-hegl..t3rre.aal (a perso to take rom the ofice
u paeiddu3rsd to his, renders t Potnaster li
gl t rfor the hsabecrpipes pice.
The Hair Blis.
-T RBY. HENRY BACONF
.Thaepciou. and elegant arlor was
iled wi a gay company. The massive
eladallers, suspendod from the ceiling,
each strentced forth eight golden arms,
boldi slily, from which the light stream
ed as perfume from a flower made visible
adwls bit as sweet. The numerous
company i a ed to and fro through the
len~t the sllsm, while the mirrors at
"boj .ew t frig tm foot to ceiling
r.dl djbseight to an endles range
advig gual bo the animation of the
smeb whea ith dancers were lively, or
gymps` u they kept on talking.
ar o . otherwise call Chris
s a. was one of the gayest of the
or hahm -imis .retentions- to every
*equaitaace.and abounding it hap.
.iluinioEb anr d pleasant complimelts
upWi g in group after group.in the
edilesmopany. Of course Myra was
he wohld not have been so
s h Where she was not, he
but here she was, all
Sleasuntfil, and the hours flew
I ada isdgg. On this even.
t han ua.lly happy and
i and it may be the season for
bmifam& in the unommaon
tr whom he hai never seen
Sand merry before. Her
i might be a sufficient ex
hu-ht it--was not ihe real
So her ease sad-mirh. A
g firan the antcessfl
, moved by any -
bay d timid.
re rf a secret victory
Me It be s d
* P - tti if the
maa had p.
ii ±5rn iiht 2
mad; but how he was startled to see on
one of her fingers a gold ring, between the
borders of which braided hair was insert
ed! He looked at it. He started at it
as though some wild phenomenon had
startled him. He was deaf to:the music
blind to the company about him, and in
deed everything seemed to be reduced to
empty space, into which a hair ring drop
ped, and was suspended there by some in
visible power. All that Macbeth's "air.
drawn daggar" was to him, this little ring
was to Christo; and when Myra had
finished, she had to touch Christo to take
him to the politenesp of leading her from
the piano, which act he did perform, but
rather as a blind man feeling his way,
than as Christopher Adams usually per.
formed his part. Myra took his abstrac.
tion as a compliment to her music, and
therefore his conduct did not occasion any
remark from her.
But Christo's happiness was gone. He
was puzzled, contounded. He thought
over every possible memory by which he
could call up any friend who had left Myra's
ornme, or from whom she might have re
ceived such a gift, but no probable solu
tion of his difficulty came at his bidding.
Her father and mother were alive; she
had never lost a brother or sister: that
fair auburn tress bore no resemblance to
the gray hair of either her grandmother
or grandfather, from whom she had been
parted some years ago; and had she re
ceived such a gift from her old school
mates at the seminary, he would have
heared of its presentation. And now for
thee, poor victim of jealousy, go soaring
amid all unpleasant realms to get a solu
tion of a mystery? Why not ask her at
once where she got it! Why hesitate a
moment? Alas Christo couldn't tell.
Something held him back, and he who
could have asked any question that came
into his mind last evening, was now
tongue tied and dum. And now came up
the fact of Myra's uncommon freedon
from embarrassment that evening-how
was t'at to be expiained? Wholed her
to the piano? What gavo the uncom.
mon freedom to her playing, the Pythonic
furor to her style of execution? Ques
tions multiplied, but no answers came.
Myra, however, was not long unac
quainted with Christo's embarrassment, for
she caught his eye too mbany times.fas
tned upon the alarming though very ih
nocent hair ring on her finger, and she
now enjoyed what she saw was a puzzle
to him. She took pains to make that
finger more prominent to his sight. When
she left Christo she saw he followed her
with shy glances, and she coqueted a bit
as was not her wont, to see what he would
do. It was the first time that the least
ting of the kind had ever occured, and
Myra did enjoy it. It seemed to her, at
first, that she was a little malicious, but
she did feel a little inclined to indulge her
nation, "for why don't he ask me at once
about the ring ?" said she, to herself;
ad thus she justified herself in keeping
him,on the rack. And then, too, it made
her merry to discover that Christo could
be jealous? It, was really romantic to
have him so, _ai'd she could *almost ven.
ture on a polka with some one else than
him, but she did n ot oas afor as that.
But on one thing she ,was determiied,,and
tat was. he should spek first about the
A sitew accession to the company made
the parlor rather thronged, said Chris and
Myra went into the library where hung
on the walls, richly ad6rning the room.
Among them Was a splendid representa
tion of the oge of Venice marry the
Adriatic, at the time when he is about to
drpe into the"is. Coritoan
Marra xetdttii d -.110 pi ,; and _Chtristo
s rather a poor dodge fora ta
riagse--he dropthe ring, but will itftemn
huce is bMe, fearing a cod" a ipe
l 4i ag.e*rd al who * hreally`was e.
aoust r ring, earinsg afsoftt ri
r"Thift 6y ' wthe teyare ' loi,
ms on aVenice,"repiedtr Ctiatr W'
Qon ver henr," "that"te Doge
hdisair~kW'" l isr as ning s e pw
"Not " jasweq NS .l i a laswty
tist l' s ¶ t been.v"> fsitel.
Sthat it had cosms. you by mnue
as ic, hr .o l , hat-e youa
NMa w a ne ý." we you
"0, nothing, hothing ! " he replied, and
attempt to take her attention away from
the subject by referring to another pain.
ting-a beautiful landscape, giving the
skies of Italy with rare and, wondrots
But this would not do; if he was care.
less respecting the ring, she must be anx
ious; and she felt a little irritated to find
he was inclined to avoid asking any ex.
planations of its presence on her hand.
She lifted up the hand which had the ring
upon it directly in front of his point of
view, so that he could not see the picture,
but must see the ring.
"Come, Christo, tell me what you think
of my new ring," said Myra.
"Why, it's ery prette, and doubtless
valuable for the sake of the giver,' he re.
"How do you know but that I got it my.
self? " said Myra.
"That may be, but your black hair wont
turn to that color by being put into a ring,"
said Christo. "It isn't your own hair, is
it?" he asked.
"O no," she answered.
"Nor mother's ?" he asked.
"No," she replied.
"Nor sister's ? cousin Anna's ? Ella's?"
And so he went on, calling upon names
of relatives and ?intimates friends, while
Myra shook her head at each one.
She saw again his jealousy prising, and
she enjoyed it, and replied when he stop
"Try again, Christo; you've mentioned
only female names.
That was true, for how could ha dare to
mention any belonging to his own sex;
but now took courage, and said;
"Why it's not from a gentleman is
"Why not?" she answered. "Haven't
I the privilege to receive such a present
from a gentleman ? "
"Of course, Miss Myra," he riplied.
"Well done, Chris, you've miss.ed it
now! haven't you ?" said Myra.
"Pardon me, Myra," answered Chris.
to, with some emotion. '"That was fool.
ish in me. Don't remember it-will
"0O, no," laaghingly replied Myra, "but
if I do remember it, I will only think it
a.miss, and that will be the only punt.ish,
"But is it a gentleman's hair? " asked
Christo, as be took the and of her fingers
in his hand, and look steadily on -he
" Yes, 'por honor," replied Myra, with
an assumed gravity. "You know you
said you would not let me have a lock o
your hair for any such purpose, and I told
you I was set on having such a ring-you
remember don't you ? "
"Yes, but I dibo't think you were so soe
rious as I find pot were," he answered.
"Why, Chris', rings are serious subjects
you know," she replied.
"Yes I know itnow," answered Christo;
"but I can't imagine why any gentleman's
gift would have been acceptable, if you
really wanted a lock of my hair for that
"There, Chris', you're jealcus now,"
said Myra, with one of those searching
and merrry looks otheos that remind one
of the harvestmoon, that looks solemn,
and yet seem merry, because of the mirth
Chrito was puzled, and frankly re.
"Dear,Myra5 I am not jealous, but I
own I am uneasy, and have been so the
greater part of evening. Tell me where
you got thatring ? Willyou ? "
"Yes, with the greatest pleasure imagi.
-oble," replied Myra. Yenou gave it to
S"Never' But what do you mean,
Myra!" he asked.
"I mean its thatfirst ring you gave me
made over to smy liking," Myra answered,
"I tell yoe the truth, adi you needn't look
qI 'anet incredulous," he answered, "I
ameoaly wondering ; but you went preteac
that I gavyou that hair ? "
" , o-b tuit's yetrs, severtheless, my
Chdt " "id Myra, with a: st happy
onet.ot0 h.rB ph.
.Did yo~ steel.it a rom my head when I
was s ised so les esathly things. by your
amosik " asked Clhris$t.
"No..o,I prower r ched your head:to
get. 1i " seplieyd . Im "I don't carry
sieopswita~ me. whoa .ing. And then
I kwJau woul be eon yper guard,for
yeaoAlared.I 4 l , ~4 na t have a single
,ir. iio . t- ream-ly deqpoetic, asdI
ws atlNat determuinad-tit be &swieric mIy.
i;Abeadl. ,"heke. aakqi, as she heda thd
r Pingrgwk afpe his .a a
in which you could have got that hair.
Where did you get it."
"Who said I got it?" asked Myra, in
her turn for questioning. I never got
it-no scissors that I know of were ap
plied for the purpose and no barber's shop
had in its keeping what is here in this
ring. You merily defied me to get what I
wanted fir a ring, and 1I told you woman's
wit would prove better than man's cun
ning, and it has;" and so saying, up went
the ring again in triumph on a hand beau.
tiful as the mirth in its owner's counten
"Come, Myra. do tell me the secret-i
am dying to know," saie Christo.
"No, Christo, that won't do-men don't
die so easily from curiosity as you would
have me to believe," merrily replied
"But now do be frank and tell me the
whole," urgently asked Christo.
"Well, I will gratify you, that you may
know there are more ways than one for
us ladies to get what we want," replied
Myra. "One day I was at your mother's
and very privately asked your sister Nell
to do a little favor for me-to go into your
room every day after you left for the cou'.
ting-room, and comb out for me, from your
brush, every silken thread she could find,
and save for me till I shonld get enough
for my purpose. Last week that was ac
complished, and no one can tell my
pleasure when the ring came home this
afternoon. Never was a rosy crown
placed on the head of May Queen with
more delight than I slipped that ring on its
appointed finger, and the bliss of my tri
umph hasmade me the happiest of hearts
in this company to-night. Now what do
you think of woman's wit against man's
cunning ? "
'O, I give up, Myra," replied Christo,
"and I like the ring of your story as well
as I love your music, and I hope-"
What he would have said was cut off
by the signal for supper. They joined the
procession to the dining hall, where they
mingled in the sociality of the hour with
spirits even more lively than befere the
ring disturbed the even flow of their hap.
It was not many weeks after the above
evening beforeiChristo and Myra was mar
ried. Whatever were the presents which
took place among the bridal gifts, none
out.charmed to the eye of Myra her "Hair
Ring;" and she delights from time to time
to tell the story of her triumph-always
sure to recount what a brush she had in
order to obtain the victory.
VON SWEIIZEL ON POLITICS,
"Mine neighbor; Wilhelm, vot you tink
of bolitics, hey?" asked Peter Von Slug,
of his neighbor, Von Sweitzel, the Twelfth
Ward Blacksmith, last evening, as he seat.
ed himself beside him in a "Bierhaus."
"I tinks much," said Sweitzel, giving
his pipe a long whiff
"Vell; vot you tinks?"
"I comes to der conclusion lat bolitics
is one big fool."
"Ah!" exclaimed Peter, after taking a
draught front his mug, "how do you make
"Veil, mine frien', I tel you," replied
Sweitzel, after a few whiffs and a drink,
"I comes to dish place ten last evening by
der Dutch Almanae, mit mine blacksebmit
shop. I builds fine little house, I poots up
mine belleis, I makes mine fire, I heats
mrine iron, I strikes mit mine hammer, I
geti blenty of work in, and I makes mine
"Dat ish goot," remarked Pete, at the
sane time demanding that the drained
mugs be re.filled.
"I say dat I make much friends," con
tinued Wilhelm, relighting his pipe. -'Der
beeples all say, Von Sweitzel be's a goot
mas, he blows in der morning, he strikes
in der night, and he mind his pusiness.
So dey spraken to me many times, and it
make me feel much goot here," slapping
"Yaw, yaw, dat ish gooter,' remarked
Pete, who was an attentive listener.
"Veil, "it goes long dat way tree year.
Tree ? Let me see, von year I make tree
booidredtollar, der next tree hoenred an'
fiy, der next four- Loondred toilar. Dat
make five yeer. Vel, I bes hee five year
when old Mike, der wa'chman, who bees
suchsa bad man, comes to me, ad hbe say
-"Sweitzel, vottmakes you work so hard?'
"To nake monish,' I detll him. -I dells
yo. how. yo makes him quicker as dat,'
he say. I ask him how, an' den tells me
to go int bolitics ,an' get big office 1
laugh at hitb, ven he tell me dat Shake, tu
lawye rvat *bhkes suck burty speeekes
about F~derland-bees agoina' to rume r
Cokess, and da..Shake der lawyer dells
him to dk ume, if I would go among der
peeple and dells them to vote taid him all
ddll.B e b lwesldpdt mdin roaI g
ab. ersos I makes twenty thasand
telaje #y s.
'"Twenty tousand ? mine Got!" ex.
claimed Pete, thunderstruck.
"Yaw, twenty teusand. Well, by shinks
I shuts stops der strikini an' goes to mine
friens. an' all der Yarmans vote for Shake
and Shakes hes elected to der Congress."
Here Mynheer Von Tweitzel stopped,
took a long draught of beer, and fixing his
eyes on the floor, putred his pipe as if in
"Veil, mine neighher," said Pete, after
waiting a due length of time for him to re.
sume, "vat you do den eh ? '
"Veil, I ask Mike, der swellhead w:4tch.
man, tor der office, an' he dells me I gets
him de next year. I waits tillafter der
next krout making time, an' den I say
again, "Mike, he viiill Shakes give me
dat twenty t'ouýand dollar office ?' 'In
two year, sure,' he say, "if you work for
der party.' Veil, I stop a blowing' mit
mine bellers again, an' I blow two years
for der party mit mine moot.'
"Two year mit your mon ?' asked Pets
"Yaw, two year. Den again I go to
Mike der sweel head watchmans and dell
him der twenty tousaed tollar about, and
he dells me in wan more year I gets him
sure. I disks he fools me, yet I blow for
the party anudder year, and den, vat you
"Diks ! Ty, you gets him twenty t'ou.
sand tallers ?'
"Gets him ! Py shinks, Mike der swell
head watchman, dells me sI bes von big
fool, and dat I might go to der bad place,
and eat sour krout.'
*'He tell you dat ? '
"Yaw. Surs as my name bes Vua
"After you do der blowing mit your
mout for der party ? '
•'Mine Got ! vat yon no den, min neigha
"I makes a fire in mine shop, I blows
my own bellers again, 1 heats mine own
iron, and strikes mit mine own hammer,
I say to mineselif-"Wilhelm Von Sweit
zel, bolitics bes a humbug and holiticians
bes a bigger von. Wilhelm Von Sweit.
zel do yer awn blowing and let boliticians
do ders t'
Neighbor Pete thought he had come to
a wise conclusion, and after wishing all
sorts of bad luck to boliticians, that class
of men whose patriotism and integrity lies
in their pocket, they ordered their mugs to
be again refilled, and changed the topic of
Tasn FEcr.-At a late anniversary
of Yale College, Professor Stiliman was
called out by a complimentary toast. In
the course of his remarks, the Professor
proceeded, for the benefit of the younget
brothers present., to say how it was that
at his age, (76 years,) he enjoyed such esb
cellent health and spirits. He said that
at the age of thirty he was dyspeptic and
feeble. He cut off determinedly all stim
ulants, and had used none since. He di·
eted one year, and then returned to his
labor. He ate always plain, nutricious
food, and drank nothing but plain, dilutent
drinks. He eschewed tobacco in every
f)rm. Every morning he used the sponge
and cold water, and felt now no less pow
er of endurance than when he was a
young man, and no abatement of intellect
O~ The editor of. a Mississippi paper,
in an article headed "Our Paper," con
gratulates himself that "the d--d
thing has lived to the end of another term
of six months.
O Rowland Hill used to ride a great
deal and by exercise preserved vigorous
health. On one occasion, when asked
by a medical friend what physican he em
ployed~ he replied "my physican has al
ways been my horse "
O? A soldier on trial for habitual drunk.
enness was addressed by the president,
"prisoner, you have heard the prosecution
for habitual drunkenness. what have you to
say in defence? "Nothing, please your
honor, but habitual thirst!
O0 A barrister in London, beinglame
of a leg,.was pleading a case before a
judge who had little or no nose-both
wags, however. The judge remarked,
"I am afraid you have but a lame case of
it. "Wait but a little, said the barrister,
ad I wrill prove everything as plain as
the nose on your face.
0'O An libernian was reproved by an
offcer for daring to whistle in the ranks
while going on duty. Just as the oflicer
spoke one of Russias balls came whistling
over the ravine. Pat cocks his eye up to
ad4qui~ty said "There goes a boy oa
duly.a, b jabers, hear how he whis