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LADIES AND GENTLEMEN I
THK VlSTKlt NKNSToN' of this Institution
commenced December (Uli.
The course of study enihrnccs T.atln, Oreek,
English Itranches. Mathematics, Natural Science,
At:, and Is designed to furnish a thoroiiKli Knttlish
Education, or a complete Preparation for a Colle
Vacations: July and August, and one week at
Terms: For Hoarding. Furnished Hooin. Wash
Inn. J ultlon In Latin, (ireek, KiiKlish Hnuichesand
Wat hematics, for t lie scolastic year, except hoard
in vacations. SiKUHi.
The Boarding Department is at the Institution,
finder the siiervlsioii of Wlliam firier. Kso., by
whom g I ami suhstiintial hoard will lie fur
nished: and the pupils will he under the strict care
vl in i rincipai. Address
T. A. HXIVULY. A. 11., Principal,
New Bloomlleld, Terry county, Fa.
New fStsifvo Iino
BLOOMFIELD and NEWPORT!
THK subscriher Is now runninj! a hack between
Bloonilicld and Newport, leaving liloointicld
atOa in., arriving at Newport In time to connect
with the Kxpress train Kast.
Heturning. leaves Newport at 2.30 p. m., or on
the arrival of the Mall train West.
- He has also opened a MVKKY In tlu Stables
belonging to Itiiiesinitli's Hotel, where ho is pre
pared to furnish horses and buggies at moderate
prices. AMOS ltOlJINHON.
TH E subscriber having opened a new Store, one
door Kast of Kweger's Hotel, solicits a share
of the public patronage. Ho has Just received a
full supply of
IV o v O- o o 1 ,
and will constantly keep on hand, a complete s
Q VEENS WARE, HARD WARE,
ROOTS A SHOES, HATS & CAPS.
And Everything else usually kept in Stores.
tf Call and see my stock.
KOTVT. N. WILLIS,
New Bloomfield, Pa.
"Sew Carriage Manufactory,
On High Street, Kast op Caiw.isle St.,
Xcw Bloomileld, renn'a.
THE subscriber has built a large and commodi
ous Shop on High St.. Kast of Carlisle Street,
N ew Bloomlleld, Pa., where he Is prepared to man
ufacture to order
On, i v i a 3 ss
Of every description, out of the best material.
Sleighs of every Style,
built to orde.". nud finished In the most artistic and
tn- Having super! workmen, he is prepared
to fiirnlsli work that VIH compare favorably with
the 1st City Work. am. much more durable, and
at much more reasonable rates.
a-niiPAlltlNC, of all kind s neatly and prompt
ly done. A call Is solicited.
JAMES 33- aL-AJEC'lT:,
MASlFACTUliKll AND DEAI.Elt 1H
Stoves, Tin and Slicet Iron Ware,
Sew Bloomlleld, Perry co., Pa.,
KKKPS eonstantlv on haim every article usually
kept In a first-class establishment.
All the latest styles and mos t Improved
l'arloraiiri Kitohoii K.tovcs,
TO BUHN EITIIEB COAL OH WOOM
Spouting and Hoofing put up In the- i."1,0
durable manner and ut reasonable prices.
ud examine his stock. 3 I
BUCKEYE BELL FOUNDRY !
HIUiCH. Academy, Factory. Farm, l'le
Alarm Bells, &c, &e., mado of
PURE BELL METAL,
Onpperand Tin.) warranted In quality, tone, du.
rahl ity. Hit:, and mounted with our Patent 1M
1 1 OVKDltoTATINO HANGINGS. Illustrated
, Catalogue gent free.
VAND VZEN TIFT,
No$. 10a and 104 E. 2nd St.,
41101rpd CINCINNATI, 0.
FOOTSTEPS AT TIIS DOOR.
The day Is done, and swirt draws nigh
The twilight hour, serene and sweet t
The busy crowds go hurrying by
With steady thud of thronging feet,
In many a homo glad watchers wait,
As they have oft waited before,
To hear a hand upon the gate,
And well-known footsteps at the door.
Some list for feet that, still and cold,
No more the paths of life may tread,
And miss the strong arms' loving fold,
The tender words so often said.
Alas for such 1 the desolate,
Who half expectant, as of yore,
Still chide the foolish hearts that wait
For those returning, nevermore I
Still pass the thronging myriads by,
Nor hear the mourners, watching lono
The babes "who for their fathers cry.
The wives whose light of life is gone ;
And some their sadder vigils keep
For living lost ones, mourning sore,
And listening, fear.and writhing weep,
And dread their footsteps at the door I
I am composed of Twenty-Two Letters.
My 3, 0, 13 and 22 Is a town In Pennsylvania.
My 4, 20, 14 and 11 is a river In Wisconsin.
My 5,9, 13, 1 and 11 Is a county In Mississippi.
My 6, 8, 18, 13, 21 and 3 isa town In Wisconsin.
My 2, 17, C, 8, 13 and 10 is a county In Georgia.
My 8, 10, 5, 0, 14 and 3 Is a town in Sweden.
My 11, 14, 21 and 10 Is a river In Austria.
My 13, 18 and 8 Is a town In Peru.
My 1"), 11, 0 and 5 Is a town In F.urope.
My 14, 8, 10 and 7 Is a county Xorth Carolina.
My 20. 1, 19, 8, 18 and 5 is a town In New York.
My 21. 13, 10, 10, 3 and 10 Is a town In France.
My whole Is what every family should have.
f?,ASswer t0 Enl8"'a In No. 8-EL1SHA KENT
A Thrillhig Revolutionary Tale.
GOD is everywhere. His words are in
the heart. He is on the battle-field
and in our peaceful homes. Praise His
It was in the wilds of Wissaliicon, on
the day of battle, as the noonday sun
came through the thickly clustered leaves,
that two men met in deadly conflict near
the reef which rose like' some primeval
world at least a thousand feet, above tho
dark waters of the Wissaliicon.
The man with dark brown face, grey
eyes, flashing with deadly light, and a
muscular form clad in a blue frock of the
devolution, is a continental named
The other, with long black hair droop
ing along his cadaverous face, is clad
in the half-military costume of a tory
reiugee. Xlns is a murderer ot Paoh
They met by an accident, and now thev
fought not with a sword and rifle, but
witn long and deadly hunting-knives,thcy
struggle, twining anu twisting on tho
At last the tory is down down on tho
turf, with the knee of the continental on
his breast the upraised knife flashed
death in his face.
" Quarter ! I yield !" gasped the tory,
as tne Knee was pressed on his breast.
' Spare mo ; I yield !"
" My brother," said the patiot in a tone
of deadly hate, " my brother cried for
quarter on the night of Paoli; even as he
clung to your knees you struck that knife
into his heart. I will give you tho quar
ter of Paoli."
And his hand was raised for the blow
and his teeth were clinched in deadly hate,
lie paused fora moment, and then pinion
ed the tory's arms, and with a rapid
stride dragged him to the verge of the
rock, and held him quivering over the
" .Mercy !" gasped the tory, turning
ashy pa'e : "mercy! I have a wife and a
child at home spare me !"
The co.itl.neutal, with terrible strength
gathered for te effort, shook the mur
derer for once more over tho abyss, and
then hissed this bilker sneer in his face :
" My brother had a wife and two chil
dren. The morning after the night of Pa
oli, that wife was a widow, those childrcu
orphans; ask mercy of them !"
The proposal made by the continental
jif mockery and bitter hate was taken in
Heinous earnest by the terror stricken tory.
He pegged to be taken to the widow and
her cL'ildren, and to have the privilege of
begging for his life. Another moment of
serious th ought the patriot soldier con
sented. Jl'fl bound the tory's arm etill
tighter, place d him on his feet, and led
him through th e woods! A quiet cottage
embossed among the trees broke on their
eyes. They entered. There beside the
desolate hearth-evone sat the widow and
She sat there, a matronly women of
about twenty-eight years, with a face faded
by enre; a deep, dark eye; and long
black hair bunging iu a disheveled state
about her shoulders. On ono side was a
dark haired boy of sonio six years of age j
on tho otherjsidc, a girl ono year younger
with light blue eyes. Tho Bible an
old venerable volume lay upon the
mothers knee. The palo faced tory fell
upon his knees and confessed that he had
butchered her husband on the night of
Paoli, aud begged his life at her hands.
" Spare me lor tho sake of my wife and
Ho had expected the pitiful moan
would touch the widow's heart : but not
one relenting gleam softened her face.
"Tho Lord shall judge between us,"
she said in a cold icy tone that froze the
murderer's heart. " Lord the Biblo is in
my lap. I will close the volume and let
my little son place his finger at random
ujk)u a line, and by that you shall live or
This was a strange proposal, mado in
good faith, of a wild and dark superstition
of olden times. For a moment the tory,
pale as ashes, was absorbed in deep
thought then in a faint voice he signified
Piaising her eyes to heaven the mother
prayed to the Great Father to direct the
finger of her son. She closed the book
she handed it to the boy, whose cheek
reddened with loathing as he gazed upon
his father's murderer. He took the
Bible aud opened its holy pages at random,
and placed his fingers upon a verse.
There was a silence. The continental
soldier, who had sworn to avenge his
brother's death, stood with dilated eyes
and parted lips. The culprit kneeling
upon tho floor, with his face like the dis
colored clay, felt his heart leap into his
Then in a clear, bold voice the widow
read this line from the Old Testament.
It was short yet terrible.
"That man shall surely die."
Look ! the brother sprang forward to
plunge the knife into the murderer's heart j
but the tory, pinioned as he is, clings to
the widow's knee, and begs that one more
trial may bo made by the little girl, that
child of five years old, with golden hair
and laughing eyes.
fPl - ' 1 , mt
a ne wiaow consents, xnere is an
awful pause. With a smile in her eye,
and without knowing what she is doing,
the little girl opened the Bible as it lay on
her mothers knee ; she turned her face
away and placed her finger on a line.
The awful silence'grows deeper. The
deep drawn breath of the brother, and
the broken gasps of the murderer, alone
disturbed the stillness. The widow and
dark-haired boy are breathless. The lit
tle girl, as sho caught feelings of awe
from these around her, stood breathless,
her face turned aside and her tiny fingers
resting on the lines of life or death.
At length gathering courage the widow
bent her eyes upon the page and read. It
was from the New Testament :
" Love your enemies."
Oh ! book of terrible majesty, and child
like love of sublimity that crushes the
heart with rapture. It never shown more
strongly than there in that lonely hut of
Y issahicon, when it saw the murderer s
Now look how wonderful are tho ways
of Heaven. That very night as tho wid
ow sat by her fireside sat there with a
crushed heart and hoteyelids' thinking of
her husband who now laid on the drench
ed soil of Paoli there was a tap on the
door. She opened it and that husband
living, though covered with wounds, was
in her arms. He had fallen at Paoli,
but not in death. He was alive, and his
wife panting on his bosom.
That night there was prayer and
thanksgiving in the wood-embowered
cottage at Wissaliicon.
Didn't TakeTtlio Papers.
When our troops under General Mc
Clellan, penetrated the mountain range
of West Virginia, in May, 1861, they
encountered in a quiet nook on tho side
of Laurel llidge a venerable matron
standing in the door of a log cabin. One
of tho men accosted her with :
"Well, old lady, whero's your flag?"
"I hain't got no flag," was the
" Well, thon, which side are you
" I don't know what you mean" sho an
swered, in astonishment.
"Are you secesh?' asked the man,
amused at her ignorance.
" Ao. I ham t, she rejoined, euipbati -
" Are you Union r
" No, I tell you."
" Well, what are you 1"
I'm a good, plain Baptist that's
what I am."
The man laughed heartily, and at last
one of them said :
" You'll not refuse to hurrah for ' Old
Abe," will you, old lady ?"
Who is 'Old Abe V asked the dame,
growing more astonished every minute.
" Abraham Lincoln, the President of
the United States."
"Why, hain't Oin'ral
" No, he's been dead for more than
" Gin'ral Washington dead !" she fair
ly screamed. Then rushing into the cabin,
she called 'Sam ! Sam 1"
' Well, what is it, mother ?' said a voice
In a moment she reappeared at tho
door with a veteran of fifty, who tho men
afterwards learned was her son.
" Why only think, Sam,' she cried,
excitedly. Gin'ral Washington's dead.
Sakcs alive ! I wonder what's going to
happen next !''
Popping the Question.
6 6 IT 7"IIY don't you get married ?"
T T said a bouncing girl, with a
laughing eye, to a smooth-faced, innocent
" Well. I," said tho youth, stopping
short with a gasp, and fixing his eyes
on vacancy with a puzzled and foolish
" Well, go on," said the fair cross-
questioner, inclining, almost impercepti
bly, nearer to the young man. " Now,
just tell me right out you what?"
" Why, I pshaw, I don't know."
" You do know, I say you do; now,
conic, John, I want to know."
" Oh, I can't tell you."
" I say you can. Why, you know I'll
never mention it; and you may tell me,
of course, you know, for havn't I always
been your friend f
" Well, you have, I know," replied the
poor beleagured youth.
" And I'm sure I always thought you
liked me," went on the maiden, in tender
" Oh, I do. upon my word ; yes, indeed
I do, Maria," said tho unsophisticated
youth, very warmly ; and he found that
Maria had unconciously placed her hand
in his open palm.
Then there was silence.
" And then well !" whispered Maria,
dropping her eyes on the ground.
"Eh? Oh, well?" said John drop
ping Maria s Hand at the samo time.
" I'm pretty sure you love somebody
In fact," said Maria, assuming a tone of
railerv. " I know vou are in love, and John
why don't you tell mo all about it at
" Yes, I I am in love! Now, don't
tell; you won't tell, you won't will you?"
said John, violently seizing Maria by the
hand, and looking in her face with the
most imploring expression.
"Why, of course you know, John, I'll
never breathe a word about it; you know
1 won t, don t you, John V
This was spoken in a low whisper, and
the cherry lips of Maria were so near
John's ear when sho spoke, that when he
turned his head to look at her,
might have occurred a dangerous
" Well, now, Maria, do you think I am
too young to get married ?"
" Indeed 1 do not, John : and I know
it would be a good thing for you, too, for
everybody says the sooner young people
get married tho better, when they are
prudent, and inclined to love one anoth
er." " That's just what I think ; and now,
Maria, I do want to get married, and you
" Indeed I will, John, for you know I
was always partial to you, and I've often
said so behind your back."
" Well, I declare, I have all along
thought you would object, aud that's the
reason I have been afraid to ask you."
.HV Object! I'll die first : so you may
ask me anything you please.
" And you 11 grant it f
" I will."
" Then I want you to pop tho question
for me to Kate Sullivan "
" What !"
" Eh !"
" Do you love Kate Sullivan ?"
" Indeed I do, with all my heart."
" I always thought you were a fool."
I say you aro a fool, and you had bet
ter go home. Your mother wants you
you Stupid 1" exclaimed the mortified
Maria, in shrill treble ; and she gave poor
John such a slap in the face that it 6ent
Unhappy Maria tho course of true
love never did run smooth.
Advice io Bojrs
When about fourteen years of ftC,
Johny L was left an orphan. His
father had a few years befbr . died a
drunkard; his mother, when dying, call
ed her only son to her side, and placing
hci emaciated hand on his head, sho said :
"Johny, my dear boy, I am going to
leave you ; you well know what disgrace
and misery your father brought on us bo
fore his death ; and I want you to promise
nio before I die that you will not taste tho
poison that killed your father ; promise
me this, Johny, and be a good boy, and
and I shall die happy."
The scalding tears trickled down John's
cheeks, as he promised to remember his
mother's dying words.
After his mother was buried, John,
friendless and alone, went to a neighbor
ing city to seek employment. There he
soon fell into bad company, and forgot the
promise ho had made to his mother.
So far as a mother conld train a son
with the bad example of a father constant
ly before his eyes, Johny's mother had
trained him and given him a good educa
tion. One day in looking over the pa
pers, he noticed that a merehant wanted
an office lad about his age.
" Walk in, my lad." said the merchant,
ns John appeared at the door ; butjas he
took a seat near him, the merchant ob
served a cigar in his hat. That was
" My boy," said he, " I want a smart,
honest, faithful lad, but I eee that you
smoke cigars, and in my experience of
many years I have ever found cigar
smoking lads to be connected with other
evil habits, and if I am not mistaken,
your breath is an evidence that yon are
not an exception; you can leave; you
will not suit."
John held down his head, left and
went to his room, where, throwing him
self upon the bed, he wept bitterly.
But John had moral courage, energy
and determination, and in less than an
hour he was in the merchant's office,
whom he thus addressed : " Sir, you very
properly sent me away this morning for
habits that I have been guilty of; but,
sir, I have neither father nor mother ;
and though I have not followed the good
advice of my mother on her eath-bed,
nor done as I promised her I wjuld do,
yet I have now made a solemn promise
never to drink another drop of liquor nor
smoke another cigar ; and if you, sir,
will only try mo, it is all I ask."
The merchant did try him, and at the
end offive years John was a partner in
the business, and is now a rich man and
"o Secret, Doctor.
" I noticed," said Franklin, " a me
chanic, among a number of others, at
work on a house erecting but a little way
from my office, who always appeared to
be in a merry humor; who had a kind
and cheerful smile for every one he met.
Let the day be ever so cold, glsomy or
sunless, a happy smile danced like a sun
beam on his cheerful countenance Meet
ing him one morning, I asked him to tell
me the secret of his constant happy flow
of spirits. " No secret, doctor," her re
plied, " I have got one of the best wives,
and when I go to work she always has a
kind word of encouragement for mo ; and
when I go home she meets me with a
smile and kiss ; and then tea is sure to be
ready; and she has done so many little
things to please me, that I cannot find it
in my heart to speak an unkind word to
What influence then ha9 woman over
tho heart of man to soften it, and mako
it the foundation of cheerful and pure
emotions? Speak gently then; a kind
greeting after the toils of tho day are
over, costs nothing, and goes far towards
making home happy and peaceful.
loung wives and girls, candidates for
wives, should keep this in mind ; as to
older wives, experience may have already
taught them this important lesson. And
what we say to wives, wo say also to
husbands, a loving word and a kiss go
very far with a woman.
Jlgylf we work upon marble it will
perish ; if we work upon brass time will
efface it ; if we rear temples they will
crumble into dust; but if we work upon
immortal minds if we imbue them with1
principles, with the fear of God and lore
of our fellow-men we engrave on those
tablets something that will brighten for
all eternity. Daniel Webster.