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EAPGOOO &. ADAMS,
VOL. 40, NO 6.
WARREN, TRUMBULL COUNTY, OHIO, WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 26, 1855.
WHOLE NO. 2034
- Genteel it is to hare toft hand.
But not genteel to work on lands;
Genteel it is to lie in bed.
Bat aot genteel to eaia jour bread;
fleatael it if to cringe and bow,
Bat not genteel to and plough ;
Genteel it is to play the bran,-
Bat not genteel to reap and mow ;
Genteel H it to keep a gig, -
Bat not genteel to hoe and dig ;
Genteel it U in trade to fail.
Bat aot genteel to awing the Bail ;
Genteel it l to play the fool.
Bat ot genteel to keep a acbool ;
Genteel it is to cheat the tailor,
Bat not genteel to be a tailor ;
Genteel it ij to fight a duel.
Bat not genteel to cat your fuel ;
Genteel it U to eat rich cake.
Bat not genteel to cook and bake ; w
Genteel it it to have the Maea,
But not genteel to wear thick ihoet ;
Oenteel it it to roll in wealth.
But not genteel to haTe good health ;
Genteel it it to eat a friend,
' Bat not genteel J oar elothet to mend ;
Genteel it it to make a thoT, " - -
Bat not genteel poor folkt to know ;
GeaUel it it to run away.
Bat not genteel at borne to star ;
"Genteel H It to tmirk and tmile, "
Bat not genteel to than all guile ;
Genteel it it to be a knare.
Bat not genteel joar cas'i to tare ;
Genteel it it to make a bet.
Bat net genteel to pa, a debt ;
Genteel it It to play at dice.
But not genteel to take advice ; -
Genteel it it to carte and twear.
But not genteel plain clothes to wear ;
Genteel it it to know a lord.
Bat not genteel to pay your hoard ;
Gentoel it it to skip and bop.
Bat not genteel to tend to shop ;
.Genteel it it to watte your life.
Bat not genteel to love y oar wife.
I cannot tell what I my do.
Or what tad scenes may yet past through ;
I any perchance tarn deaf and Mind,
The pity of all human kind ;
I say perchance be doomed to beg.
And hop about upon one leg ;
And even may I come to steal,
But may Inner it genteel 1
Come joy or sorrow, weal or woe.
Oh ! may I never get That low.
GENTILITY. Choice Miscellany
[From Peterson's Magazine.]
MY FIRST RIDE.
BY CAREY STANLEY.
I was -Jus STxIeeu, andwas'spending
the summer at my uncle JacVs in Sum
merville, the most beautiful of all Coo
necticut's beautiful villages. The beau
of the place was Phil Darrah. ' Not that
fhil was bj any means the only eligible
young man in Suoimerville ; but he had
a large fortune left him by a maiden
aunt ; and he was intelligent ; and good
- locking ; and fastidious ; and asserted his
superiority in such an indisputable way.
that everybody yielded as a matter of
The first time that I saw him was at
church on the Sunday after my arrival.
The good, droning old clergyman was
reading the first lesson, and the monoto
nous tone, combined with the wafting of
. fans, and the warm summer air, had lul
. led me into a dreamy state most unusu
al ; and I sat and watched - the waving
boughs through the open window, and
thought how much more gloriously their
green-leaved tongueu talked of heaven,
. than I (eared the paper-leaved 6ermon on
the pulpit would do. ; "
Sydney Smith has said, that " a spar
row flu'tering about the church, .is an ac
tagonist which the mon profound theolo
gian in Europe is wholly unable to over
- come." - This was verified in the case of
' good Mr.' Clarke on this day, lor in the
i - i .1 t 1 1 .1 ii .i
iviji j i but aotwou ub.i i 11 i 1411 1 j
a slow, measured tread down the carpet
ed aisle, and the bonnets of white, pink,
or blue which had betn resolutely turned
' toward the pulpit, suddenly presented
fronts to the aisle, and cheeks dimpled,
and eyes lighted as they rested on the
handrome young fellow who leisurely
sauntered down to the pew in front of the
" JSo endelfc- the fiist lesson," said the
minister, as the intruder took his seat.
I telegraphed to my pielty little brown
' eyed cousin to inquire his name, but she
- demurely smiled, and turned over the
leaves of her prayer book to the Te deum
Now my uncle Jack never missed any
thing -hat was going on in church, asle'-p
or awake. I have seen him kneel down
in his pew, and make ail the responnes
as correctly as the clergyman, and in
dulge in a comfortable nap at the same
time. So seeing my telegraphic despatch
to Jenny, he wnit-pered to me.
" It's of no use, Carry, you are not
rich enough for Phil Darrah. Put take
care, for he's a dreadful flirt."
" Diamond cut diamond, " retorted I,
as the congregation arose, and I saw
that the individual in question was ga
ling earnestly at our pew
I endeavored in vain after this, to fix
my thoughts earnestly on the beautiful
church Bervice. The green leaves, and
the blue sky, and the soft summer air,
had no longer power to woo my thoughts
to the gret-n pastures and the still waters
of the celestial home. I was curiously
speculating upon the character of the
Adonis in the front pew.
Church was oat, and we were rauu-
tering leisurely along under the green ar
cades whch shaded every street in Sum
merville, when Jenny whispered.
" Here he comes, Carry," and she
had scarcely finished ere ' he" was at
her side, and I was introduced to Philip
IIow pleasantly the weeks glided by,
that beautiiul summer-time. Oh ! the
drives, and the sails, and the pic-nics,
and the fruit parties. And always by
my side was that tall, handsome Phil
Darrah, with his grey eyes and cm ling
hair, and a certain tusaisquoi of man
ner that kep my heart in a perpetual
I say " always," but sometimes as I
sat by the parlor window of an evening,
I would ste him go in at Mr. Loomis' on
the opposite corner : and Mr. Loomis'
disagreeable niece, with her sixty thou
sand dollars, who was then on a visit to
her uncle, would play and sing for him
till I vowed would never touch an ivory
' " It won't do. Carry," said my uncle
Jack, after one of these evenings, " she
sung, 'Am I Not Fondly Thine Own,
last night, and to-day I saw Darrah 's
coachman leave a magnificent boquet
" Handsomer than this ?" said I, rush
ing into the parlor, and bringing out a
vase of superb hot-house flowers in my
" Why, no, I don't know that it was,"
replied uncle Jack, tdowly. " So there
are ' two strings to your beau,' are they?"
and he laughed at his own pun.
" But, Carry, she's rich, child."
" So am L"
" You !" and uncle Jack threw bim
self back in his chair and laughed im
moderately, " Why you little . sinner,
you've hardly money enough to keep you
I walked to the mirror and surveyed
" Yes, sir," said I, turning around to
my astonished uncle," ' I am rich in
good looks, (I was thought handsome)
and she's such a skinny little thirg, that
it always juts one in" mind of 'the dry
bones, rattling.' Then I am rich, sir, in
my youth, and hope, and health, and
elastic spirits. Oh , I am far richer, un
cle Jack ; the can't buy one of these."
" But Phil Darrah may not value all
these as highly as you do, Cad. Sixty
thousand dol'ors with his own fortune is
no trifle, child."
Then he's not worth all my riches,"
said I, contemptuously ; but I think now
that I must have replaced the vase on the
boquet table with a little temper, for the
water flew over my hands and a souvenir
lose fell to pieces.
But for a week after this, in all our
amusements, Philip Darrah was by my
side. Adaline Loomis ogled and dress
ed and sung in vain. All her invitations
to " Come rest in this bosom" he viitu
ously resisted, and I began to think that
my riches were of a better kind.
The demonstrations on the gentleman's
part were growing more marked.
Night after night, I would be wakened
by the softest music under my window,
and morning after morning a gorgeous
boquet graced my table.
. Soinitiini s the serenade would be giv
en by half a dozen young men, with
whom Phil was intimate, who performed
on as many different instruments, and all
of whom sang well ; but I noticed that
if our last conversation had been at ali of
a serious or sentimental turn, that my
serenade was always of the softest, love
inspiring flute solo, or an exquisite song
with a guitar accompaniment. Occa
sionally too, instead of the compact pyra
mided boquet, there would be left at the
hall-door for me, a few white and blush
rjsc-buds, half-buiied in heliotrope and
What impressible girl of sixteen could
withstand all this 1 I sighed profoundly
when the so.ilary serenader took a last
look at my window and departed ; and
aiwajs carried the unpretending rose
buds and heliotrope u; tomj chamber.
I was entirely satisfied with the stale
of affairs. Of all things that Philip Dar
rah excelled in, and they were many, he
excelled in nothing so much as horse
manship. - I have many a time watche I him as
far as I could see him down the street,
as he passed by on brown Tom, his fine
figure having nothing of the rigidity of
the awkard equestrian ; but seemingly
moved by the same impulse as the horse,
he accommodated himself with the mosi
flexible grace to its every motion. The
beast seemed proud of being managed
by such a master. I have almost clap
ped my hands when I have seen him go
prancing by, with eyes flashing, ueck
arched and nostrils snorting, and have
been quite as ready to resigu my heart to
the horse as to the man.
" Miss Carry," said Phil, entering my
uncle's parlor one evening, ' wc are go
ing to make up an equestrian party for
the day after to-morrow, and you must
go. We shall start a little afier i iy
lighl, take breakfast at old mother Jones',
at Silver Spring, and return befoie the
day gets worn."
' But I was never on a horse in my
life, Mr. Darrah. I am very sorry, but
I can't go."
Why you are the most courageous
lady n our sailing parties. You are not
" Not at all afraid, but I should be
frightfully awkward, and I do not care
to risk ny reputation."
" You could not be awkward," was
the reply, in a low voice, and a tone that
sent the blood dancing around my heart.
This last sentence determined me. I
would not run the guantlet of comparison
with Addy Loomis, who, I knew was to
be of the party, and who was an Accom
But the next evening, Phil came aga:n
to resume his persualions. I felt that I
could not get off, without being rude, and
in truth, I had some curiosity to know
what a ride on horseback was like. At
last I consented to go, and Mr. Darrah
went out lo engage a horse for me, and
send me down a habit and hat which be
longed to a married sister.
I slept but little that night. There
wa a certain ezpressmeni in my admirer's
manner, when he took my hand at part
ing, which made me feel that it n quired
only a favorable opportunity for me to
be invited to be Mrs. Philip Darrah."
I felt some anxiety too, as to the be
comingness of my habit, and hat. I was
np by the peep of day that I might prac
tice gathering up my skirt gracefully.
The lady to whom the dress belonged,
was unfortunately as slender as a bean
pole, whilst I considered myself propor
tioned more after the fashion of the Ven
us de Medici. I pulled and tugged at
the hooks and eyes till my finger bones
were almost broken, I went to the bed
and woke my cousin, who declared she
would not get up at that hour of the day,
to go on such a party, for the best horse
' Jenny," said I, in despair, " it will
require a windless to bring this body to
geiher. Do get up and help me."
Jenny rubbed her eyes, got out of bed
good naturedly, and then sat down and
It's no laughing matter, Jenny !" I
exclaimed, dolefully, " do stop and help
me. It won't meet by a quarter of a
" Put a piece of black cloth under
neath, and then fasten a hook here and
there if you can," she at length sugges
ted. So it was arranged, more to the satis
faction of the eye than to the com tort of
my person, for I felt as if I was in a vice.
But my black plumed hat was becoming,
and I tried to make the best of it.
At last I heard the tramping of horses'
feet, and saw the party stop at Mr. Loom
is' for Addy. I felt some misgivings at
the moment, but when I saw her put her
foot in Phil Darrah's hand, and spring
like a bird to her horse, the whole thing
seemed so easy that I was reassured.
She settled herself in her saddle, and
gathered up her reins with all the calm
ness of a thorough horsewoman.
The parly then came across for me.
Theie were four or five ladies, all of
whom were accustomed to riding. I de
scended, and opened the hall-door just
as Phil mounted the steps.
The first thing I did, was to get my
feet so entangled in the skirt of my dress,
in spite of my practice, that I was pre
cipitated into Mr. Darrah's arms. It
might have been in a worse place, to be
sure, but still it was awkward.
Addy Loomis sat and toyed with her
whip, and watched me ina'iciously.
" Place yoi'r left foot on my hand,
Miss Carry, if you please," said Phil,
who saw that I did not know how to pro
ceed when I got to the horse.
I did as directed, with both hand"
hanging by my side.
' Take the snaffle in your right hand,
and then grasp the pommel," said my
I did not know the snaffle fiom the
Phil dropperl my foot, placed the rein
in my hand, (I thought it took him long
er to do it than was absolutely necessa
ry) and showed me how to take hold ol
"I am dreadfully awkwaid," said I,
ray face burning, and feeling ten times
more nervous, wheu I saw the smile on
Addy Loomis' countenance.
Not at all awkward," was the reply,
"you will do famously when you are
once on. Yo must pcimit me to give
you some lessons. Now spring, from
your right foot."
I did spring, but somehow my joints
doubled up like a carpenter's rule, and
down I came, with my left foot still in
Phil's hand, though I think he was
standing tome distance further off than
when I first rttempted to mount.
" Try again," said my instructor.
"Let me take your foot with both my
hands, then keep your left limb stiff, and
I am sure we can manage it."
I did try again vigorously. I per
formed the rule action the second
time, in spite of being told to keep my
joints stiffened. I got half-way up the
side of the horse, and clinging to the sad
die, there I hung, like Mahomet's coffin.
I think, that I must have given the look
er's on the benefit of some frog like mo
tions wiih my lower limbs, for I know I
worked them vigorously before I got to
the saddle. When once there I seated
my: elf triumphantly, pannier-fashion,
with my face toward uncle Jack's front
dooi, and my right ear on a line with my
"Pur your right limb over the pom
mel," was Phil's next order, with an an
noyed look. His face was dreadfully
flushed, too ; no doubt with the effort of
raising one hundred and twenty pounds,
dead weight ; and the faultless kid gloves
very much split.
-"Now take up the rein in your left
hand," proceeded Phil, as he gathered
np die reins which I had dropped in my
scrambling and gave them to me.
"The left hand !" exclaimed I, for I
could argu if I could not ride horseback,
'why that's preposterous. As if right
hand was not much stronger and more
dexterous than the left."
"The left hand is the proper one nev
ertheless," was the cool rejoinder of my
companion, who was being vexed at the
ridiculous aspect of affairs.
"Well I'll try it, but if I do not like it
I shall certainly use the other," said I
I happened to glance just then at my
chamber window, and there was that
vixen of a Jenny peeping through the
blinds, and laughing till the tears ran
down her face. She was gesticulating
violently at the same time, and pointing
to my boddiee. I looked down, and
fouud that in my efforts to mount, had
broken off nearly every hook which kept
it together. To drop the reins and
seize my dress by both hands, was the
work of an instant. In the meantime,
ihe rest of the party had started forward.
My horse followed in a hard trot, in spite
of my screaming out "ho, wo now, stop,"
and all other phrases in the equine vo
cabulary. I instinctively grasped my
dress with my left hand, while I pulled
on the rein:) with my right, till I jerked
the curb so hard that the horse stood on
his hind feet.
Just then Phil missed me, and looked
around. There was an amused expres
sion on his face as he caught sight of me
in this com cal position.
" Don't use your curb, Miss Carry,"
he said, "Old Nick isn't used to it."
"Old Nick 1" I exclaimed.
I was in despair. He was known as
one of the roughest, most obstinate beasts
in Summerville. But I would not ask
to go back. There was a spirit of endu
rance in me that would have made me a
martyr in the days of the earlygchurch.
So I bounded along, rising nearly a foot
from the saddle at every step the horse
took, till I felt as if flesh and bones were
beaten to a jelly.
So i.etimes my right hand, sometimes
my left, sometimes both hands were em
ployed to hold in my tormentor. He
seemed to have a vicious desire to keep
half a length ahead oi every other horse
of the party.
"If he would only canter it would be
easier, but he won't," said Phil, coining
to my side.
" I feel that," replied I, grasping nl
my bodice again, "it was very kind in
you to procure me so fine a hackney,"
"I am very sorry ; but you decided
lo go at so very late an hour, that every
decent horse in the place was engaged."
All this was said with comfortable
feelings of a person who knew that he
was riding splendidly, and looking su
preniely handsome. Brown Tom was
in the best of spirits, and went along in
slow stately gait, his mouth so light
that the tension of rein did not mike a
crease in his master's glove. Phil's
jockey cap was set jauntly on the top of
his brown curls, and his velvet riding
teal was of the most unexceptionable fit.
What a contrast I presented ! With
what pins I could find. I had managed
stick one here and there in my bod
dice, between the bounces of Old Nick,
but now it was requiring whichever hand
was n it using, to keep my hat straight
and the hair out of my eyes. The very
hair that 1 had been so ptoud of, in its
length and abundance, nearly drove run
wild. At last down it came, and I went
along bounce, bounce, thump, thump,
it enveloped me like the Lady Godi
va's. Afier an eternity, it seemed to me,
we reached Silver Spring. Never was
poor soul as glad of a respite from
torture as I was. I attempted lo jump
from my horse, as I saw others do, but
was so stiff and bruised that 1 pitched.
headlong, for the secondriimc that morn
ing, into Phil Darrah's arms.
Mrs. Jones, who expected us, had
breakfast ready, after binding up my
hair, I determined not to think of the re
turn, but to enjoy myself as much as
As for thai Addy Loomis, she hopped
around like a bird, pitying me, and talk
ing of the delights of riding on horseback
at the same time. Phil asked me to be
helped to a second saucer of strawberries,
but insisted upon her taking more. I felt
that my kingdom had departed.
How I dreaded the return home only
the unitiated victim of a hard trotting
horse can tell. When once seated, I
thought I hould never be able to move
I did not trust to my skill in mounting
from Phil's hand this time, but got on
Old Nick's back in the good old ortho
dox fashion from a Chair.
My return commenced with the old
bounce, bounce, enlivened occasionally
with a flap of the armc, vety much like
that of the wings of a rooster before he
At last I got out of all patience, and
taking the whip, which I had hung on
the crutch of the saddle, not knowing
how to hold it and my horse too, I gave
Old Nick half a dozen cuts, as hard as
my strength and temper would let me lay
The beast gave a spring, put his head
down between his fore legs, thought,
and was off.
I was charmed with the experiment ,
the gait was so easy ; and shouted back
in my triumphant delight to those I had
left. I never looked around, but I heard
the clatter of hoises' feet behind me for
awhile, and then I pleased myself with
the idea, that had distanced them all.
On and on, went Old Nick and myself,
I occasionally langhing in my delight at
the rapid motion and easy pace, and giv
ing the animal a cut if I found any indi
cation of his flagging.
4 Women and children rushed out of cot
I ages at our approach, and the men
working- in the fields threw down their
implements, and hurried to the road oide.
But what cared Old Nick and I for their
admiration How we gloried in our
wild-huntsman gallop, and how stiringly
the fresh morning air whizzed through
our ears. I took no heed of the way, for
I philosophically concluded tha my horse
knew it better than myself, and on we
At last I noticed that we had left the
high road, and turned up a narrow lane.
I had not time to wonder at our where
abouts, when, in the midst of his full ca
reer, Old Nick stopped, with his head
over a fence.
He nearly had me over it too. The
shock was awful, and I lound myself en
tirely off the saddle, on the top of the
pommel, with both arms around the neck
of the horse. After the first moment of
bewildernfent was over, I cautiously made
my way back to the seat of the saddle.
Then came the tug- of war with the
beast Take his head from over the
fence, or his eyes off that green field, he
My ride had given me courage. I
pulled and whipped, and coaxed, all to
no purpose. The hoi se was as immova
ble, and as deaf to my tones of endear
ment, as the bronze one in the equestri
an statue of Washington.
Presently a prolonged 'whinncy' and
a frightful shaking of the animal's whole
body, nearly startled me from my seat.
I looked across the field, and answering
the salutation, there came a great black
beast, full tilt, tail and mane flying, as
he made his way toward us. I expected
every moment that Nick would attempt
to take the fence to meet him, but the im
perturbable old fellow only gave a slight
grunt of satisfaction. Then they put
their heads together, and appeared to
hold a long communication by means of
some kind of equine magnetic telegraph.
I pulled and whipped nnd coaxed away
again, all to no purple. I did not know
then, what I afterwards discovered, that
Old Nick had vivid recollections of hav
ing passed all the spring in that same
grein field, with his ugly biack compan
ion. I would net give up, but I was begin
ning to tire of this 'masterly inactivity,
when to my great relief, I saw Phil Dar
rah and some of the gentlemen coming
rapidly down the lane.
."Thank Heaven! you are not dashed
to pieces," was the first exclamation I
I looked around triumphantly and said,
"Oh, I have had a delightful ride.
How much better Old Nick's canter is,
(you call it a cauter, don't you?) ho
much easier it is than that horrid trot."
"He never cantered a step in his life.
He was running away with you," said
Phil, evidently out of all ptlienc.
"Was be? well, didn't know it. I
wish he would always run awny wilh nic,
then," was mv cool rvjoin-Jer.
By this time the ladies of the party
came up. Each had to tell how fright
ened she was, and Addy Loomis declared
she had nearly fainted. From joy, I sup
Ihe ugly customer in the held was
whipped away, and Old Nick tugged "t
till he condescended to turn his head to
wards his oats. We walked the rest of
the way home peaceably.
I dismounted at the door, and went up
to my bed, where I lay three days una
ble to move without a groan, from the
pain, and without the power to raise my
hands to my head.
I missed the most splendid pic nic of
the season, ud at the "Pond of White
Lilies," and where Phil proposed to Ad
I returned home in the fall, and imme
diately took riding lessons of tho best
teacher I could find. I can now sit on
a horse like Kiss Amazon, but shall ne
ver forget that I was not only nearly bea
ten to a jelly, but lost Phil Darrah by
that "First Equestrian Experience.
From the Missouri Democrat.
LAST BATTLE OF LOGAN FONTANELLE,
THE OMAHA CHEIF.
WOLF RIVER, Kansas Ter., Aug. 4, 1855.
Logan I ontinelle, chief of the Omahas
has just been slain and scalped at Loup
Fork, by a band of Sioux. Logan was
a noble fellow, and in this last mortal
conflict, he despatched several of the
enemy to the spirit land before, to her
aid the coming of his own brave soul.
He fought long, desperately and with
great effect, but numbers finally over
came him, and his life departed thiough
a hundred wounds. He died a martyr
for his people, and his name should be
carved on fame's brightest tablet.
He was on his annual hunt with his
nation. A number of his lodges were
pitched upon the plains near Loup Fork
As a young warrior one day rode around
the adjacent hills, he espied a powerful
band of Sioux encamped along a stream
in a sequestered ale. He hastened to
inform Logan of the proximity and
power of their natural foe. Logan or
dered his people to pack immediately,
and proceed in a straight line and with
all speed for home, while he would re
main behind, and divert the Sioux by
false camp fires, and other devices, from
a direct pursuit ot them. Hi is was
about sunset. The people got under
way as quickly as possible, but not too
soon; for scarcely had they turned a
highland when several Sioux warriors
came in sight and discovered the place
of their recent encampment. They ex
amined it and found that Omahas had
been there, and they returned to notify
their chief, and bring an adequate force
to pursue and slaughter them. Logan
from a hiding place saw all, and knew
that no time was to be lost in drawin
their attention from the trail, which they
would soon discover and follow, and
mounting his horse he dashed away at
full speed across the prarie, at right
angles with the route his tribe had taken
and struck a fire about t ight miles dis
tant, on an eminence where the Sioux
could distinctly see it. He had scarcely
done so before a powerful band were
upon the spot that he and his people had
so lately left, and who without stopping
to distinguish the trail, started for the
fire which they saw rising against the
clear, blue sky, and where they expected
in another moment to imbrue their hands
in the gore of their unguarded victims.
But Logan had. not been unwary. As
soon" as the firo was lighted, he again
monnted and rode on eight or ten miles
further, and kindled another fire just as
they reached the first. This "rather be
wildered them. They dismounted and
examined the gronnd. Logan anticipa
ting this, had trotted and walked his
horse around it, so as to make the ap
pearance upon the grass of the treading
of a dozen horses, and this drew them
into the belief that a small body had
lingered behind and kindled this fire,
and then gone on to where they could
see the new fire burning ; and so they
followed with renewed avidity. The
same thing followed as before. Logan
had gone on, and ano.her fife met their
astonished gaze, while the same sort of
foot-prinis weie about the one around
which they were now gathered. Theii
suspicions were now awakened. They
examined the ground more closely,
both far and near, and discovered that
a solitary horseman had deceived them,
and they knew it was for the sde pur
pose of leading them off from the pur
suit of the party whose encampment they
had first discovered.
Logan saw them going round with
glaring torches, and knew that his only
chance of safety was in immediate flight
towards his own homeland he further
knew that by the time tbey could retrace
their way to the pi ice of starting, and
End the trail thai his own people had
taken, they would be eMireiy beyond
the reach of danger.
The Sioux, in the meanwhile, had di
vided into smaller bands, the largest of
hich was to return and pursue the
Omahas, and the others to endeavor to
capture the one who had misled them.
They knew that he must be an Omaha,
and that he would either go further and
kindle another watch fire, or start for
his nation in a straight line ; and there
fore one party went on a little further,
and the others spread out towards the
Omaha country for the purpose of inter
cepting him. Logan pressed forward
as rapidly as his jaded steed could bear
him, until he thought he bad entirely
eluded them ; but as day dawned, to his
horror and dismay, he saw his pursuers
close upon his track. He turned his
course for a ravine, which he distin
guished at a distance, covered with trees
and undergrowth. He succeeded in
reaching it, and just within its verge he
met an Indian girl dipping water from a
spring. She was startled and about to
cry for help, when he hastily assured
her that he needed protection and assis
tance. With Ihe true instincts of noble
woman, she appreciated his situation in
an instant, and all her sympathies were
with him. She directed him to dismount
and go to a small natural bower, to
which she pointed him, in the verge oi
the woods, while she would mount his
horse and lead his pursuers away. He
obeyed her, and she mounted his horso
and dashed on in a serpentine course
through the woods, leaving marks along
the bushes by which he could be traced.
The pursuers soon followed. When she
had got some distance down the branch,
she rode into the water and followed its
descending course for a few steps, mak
ing the horse touch its sides and leave
foot-prints in that direction, and then
turned up the bed of the stream and
rode above the place at which she en
tered it, without leaving a trace, and
back to where Logan was concealed.
She told him to mount and speed away
while his pursuers' were going in a con
trary direction down the ravine. He
did so, and got a long distance out of
sight, and again thought himseif beyond
the reach of danger, when in a valley
just in front of him, he law fifty braves
coming up the hill and meeting him.
They were some of those who were re
turning from the pursuit of his people.
He changed his direction and tried toes
ctipe, but his poor horse was too much
exhausted to bear him with sufficient
speed. With savage yells they plunged
their rowels in their horses' sides and
gained upon him. As the foremost ap
proached within good shooting distance
Logan turned suddenly and sent a bul
let throngh his brain. Then, loading as
he galloped on, he soon after made an
other bite the dust ; and then another
and another, until four were strewed
along the plain. Just then, however, as
he was again reloading, his horse stum
bled and fell, and the band rushed upon
him before he had well recovered from
the shock. He was shct with bullets
and arrows, and gashed with tomahawks,
and pierced with lances; notwithstand
ing all which, he arose amid his foes,
and with his clubbed rifle and hunting
knife, he piled around him five prostrate
bodies, and fell with his back upon their
corpses and expiied, still fighting.
He was scalped, and hundreds of
warriors held a great war dance over
Thus Logan Fontanelle departed, and
his noble spirit was followed to the
spirit land by the sighs and lamentations
of his nation, and the sympathies and
aspirations of the brave of every land.
LIGENEOUS PAPER MILL.
We mentioned a few weeks since that
the foundation of a new paper-mill for
the manufacture of paper from bass wood
had been commenced in our village by
Mr. George W. Beardslee of Albany.
On visiting the premises last week,, on
Mill St., we were suprisod on witnessing
the progression being made. The build
ing has indied assumed "shape, form
and beauty." It will be the most sub
stantial and durable building in our vil
lage. The basement wall on the river
side is eyrWfeet thick; some of the stone in
it, obtained on the spot, will weigh from
eight to ten tons. The dimensions of
the main building are 81 x 100, with a
wing on the east side 50 feet wide and 90
Mr. Beardslee U manufacturing his
own paper en-ines in this village. There
will be from 15 to 20 of them for the
manufacture of pulp, capable of turning
out 53 tons per wek. Mr. B. will uot
be confined to basswood. Ho has ex
perimented with spruce, pine, hemlock,
whitewood, buckeye, fec, and is confi
dent he can produce a good, first rate
quality of papjr from each of them, and
a less price than printers are now ob
liged to pay.
The mill will be iu reaJiuess for ope
ration about the 1st of October, when we
shall have more to say about it. Zj-tie
Fall(y. r.) Courier.
The following anecdote is told of this
celebrated lawyer: "A farmer attending
a fair, with a hundred pounds in his
pocket, took the precaution of depositing
it in the hands of the landlord at the pub
lic house at which he stopped. Having
occasion for it shortly afterwards, he re
sorted to 'mine host' for payment ; but
thelandlord too deep for the countryman,
wondered what hundred he meant, and
was quite sure no such sum had ever
been lodged in his hands by the aston
ished rustic. After ineffectual appeals
to me recollection, and finally to the
honor of Bardolph, the farmer applied to
Curran for advice. 'Have patience, m j
friend, said the counsel; speak to the
landlord civily, tell him you might have
left your money with some other person.
Take a friend with you, and lodge with
him another hundred, in the presence of
your friend, and come to me 1 He did
so, and returned to his legal friend.
And now I don't see how I am going to
be better off for this, if I get my second
hundred again ; but how is that to be
done ?' 'Go and ask him for it when he
is alone !' said the counsel. 'Ay, sir,
but asking won't do, I'm afraid not
without my witness, at any rate. 'Ner
er mind take my advice 1' said the
counsel ; -do as I bid you and return to
me 1' The farmer returned with his
hundred, glad to find that in his posses
sion. 'Now, sir, I must be content but
I don't see that I'm much better off.'
'Well, then, said the counsel, now take
your friend with you, and ask the land
lord for the hundred pounds your friend
saw you leave with him. We need not
add that the wily landlord had been
taken off his guard, while our honest
friend returned to thank his counsel, ex
ultingly, with both hundreds in his
pocket. " " '" '
LOVE AND ROYALTY.
A London corresponded of the Bat
soh Post gives the following gossip as to
an instance of love and royalty ;
"It is said that Queen Victoria is troub
led about the affairs of the heart, which
has sprung up between the princess roy
al and the young king of Portugal, who
is again ujon a visit here. Not that
there is anything objectionable in the
latter, either in mind, morals, or good
looks, that would render him undesirable
asahusbandorson-in-law, orin the throne
he is to fill, which is all an anxious moth
could aspire after for one of her four
daughters nor that the Queen would
not gladly see the princess royal well dis
posed of in marriage but that th young
king is a Roman Cathclie. and i thus
debarred from allying himself by mar
riage with an heiress, however distant,
of the British crown. Meanwhile the
young king has fallen violently in love
with the fair girl of fifteen, who is not
insensible to his merits, and lets pass no
occasion, either by presents, messages or
tokens, when he is absent, or by tender
looks when present, to manifest his sin
cere affection. " They are not, of course,
suffered to meet, except in the presence
of others ; but there are numerous occa
sions during the morning walks and
iides.or the steamer trips in the bay.
when the lover can manifest the sen
timents of his heart to the object of
his pursuit. It is whispered that among
the numerous teachers employed to per
fect the royal children in the knowledge
of the modern languages, there is one
who is a subject of his majesty, and who
is devotedly attached to him, and that
through him communications have pass
ed a long time, which never meet the
august scrutiny of the Queen.
It is not well that a man should al ays
la.bor. His temporal as well as spiritual
interest demand a cessation in the decline
of life. Some years of quiet and reflec
tion are necessary after a life of industry
and activity. There is more to concern
him in life than incessant occupation,
and its product wealth. He who haa
been a drudge all his days to one monot
onous mechanical pursuit can hardly be
fit for another world, The release from
toil in old age, most men have the pro
spective pleasure of, and in the reali'.y,
it is as pleasing as it is useful and salu
tary to the mind. Such advantages,
however, can only be gained by pru
dence and economy in youth ; we must
save, like the ant, before we can hope to
have any rest in the winter of our old
Larqk Yield of Whsat. The High-
and County Xeies furnishes the follow
Mr. John H. Jolley of this township,
aised 353 bushels from ten acres of Med
iterranean wheat, and the grain weighed
67 lbs. to the bushel. About t acres
of the ten lodged while ia blossom, re
ducing the yield to about halt what it
would have been. Deducting this, the
yield of the remaining 7 J acres w-ts about
309 bushels, or a little over forty
nine bushels to the acre !