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THE CARRIER'S ADDRESS
TO THE PATRONS OF
THE BELMONT CHRONICLE.
JANUARY, 1st, 1854.
T a tin Hilly night hour, and deep iliailowi lie
tr mou. tain and Tale, o'er ocean and Vy;
Whi'e lia.lieil ielhc orgofg'adiieaeandn.irth,
And silence, deep ailenre new rcigne the earth.
TTi n lium tike ihi when hc- herl l,vcUl we'1'
To briruj out the ittamrea from uinrory'a cell.
And the past. Um aright i,n il vi,to"' 0f b",,
h lived o'er again in an hour lik' tbn!
Tlrf chick strike, eleven, old Time journeys an,
And aoon Ofty-Uirco with its Jois will he gone,
one hour yet rOBalna, ar.d il. ii.;tl.i' ait,
Alone and unheeded, let uio Bin o'er tlie .it.
With the year almost gone In ijlu visions arose.
But to wither and pans from our view ere Iti close.
In t he quid home circle in oureelve. we feel
Th At time hath left Irarc. we cannot conceal.
And e'en should we glance o'er the earth'. vat raiise.
There loo we find plaint, time hull written change.
Man eage r and resile", is toiling on still,
While works of renown .how lie marks orhisskill;
t. ever we find when the earth we vuuld .can.
That progrc.. and null, ina.k the fuul.lc,. of uiau!.
Lm us look abroad all Europe is nfc
yvh rumors or wan, con n olion, and strife.
Wot the Ciar alone hail tut power to start
The flame of Ireedom in Europe's great heart!
Ah! no, the leaven of Truth is spreading there,
And man i s rousing from the night of despair!
Oul may we not hope that the day will soon cume
When liberty's light ' 1 1 tbrough the gloom
""When oil o'er this wide earthnnangdolng shall ce.se,
And man live wi h man in harmony and peace.
I , China which long bs lain shorn of her strength,
From the eleen of long ages is rousing at length,
And the voice of net people goes up in Us might
For t!Uth and for Justice 'gainst error', dark i'"'
But our thought! come back from o'er the rolling wave.
To our own cherished land, to the home or the brave
To her let us turn, and with reverence due,
We'll apoak or Asr doings as they pass into view.
Migluy projects, kind friends, are now all the rage,
And thoughts roll of greatness, our etatesuiea engage;
The conquest of Cuba, and the w ar with Spain,
Arc open to political contest again.
- And were we lo believe all the great folks say
Toe Pacific Uailioad is now under way.
Political factions, aa of yore, are slill
Resisting each other with resolute will;
And no matter what is the party they claim
Whether Barnburner, Hunker, or what not the name,
Each firmly believe, were their party withdrawn.
AUbopesofthc country with them would lie gone!
W hen dissensions and strife arc lound on all hands,
Hi.il firm in the contest the Whig party Bland.
Though Bourns profound, Willi long visages tell,
In whining tone, that euiluih them well,
That the old Whig parly has drawn it, last brealb
Ad the star of its glory has gone out iu death!
Out, oul on such folly' Like the oak in the slorm
More proudly it roars its undaunted form;
Though storm.have passed o'er ,,.t.Hrn. ... rock,
Iistendsfortl. majestic, unharmed by lb. shock!
But now let us Mm to our own native mate
To Ohio, in deed, ever noble and great .
What lolly achievementa-whet-loot-print. .
lUth.hethi. year left in the ".and. of old time !
Bui.la.! frowtbe n o.pect with sh.medo w. turn;
For a blot, "a dark blot, on her name we di.cernl
Tell itnolinOaihihat in the year fifty three
A people enlightened, a people so free
Tht they who a name unsullied would win
Whose ear lo distress ever o; en hath beei
To the widows' low cry and lb. orphan, wail
Then intemperance dread, like Ih. simoom', breath
All over our land caal the seed, of deal i
When it. numerou. victim, fell day b) day,
And the pride of our land wa. swept away-n-tZ
then from each h. II top and ou. from each v.l.
Come the note.ol deep ..mow on every gale,
,.wa. ICre tSi. queetion lo ine people wa. g.ven:-
tn. land like this, in a land so Ireo
h! .eoonsofOhio.liail si.cu th.ugshe.
W.ll you drive iron, your ii.id.i li. deadly loet
ror their .hao.c lie it epokou, limy .n.wered-A.f
Frowthe r.r unity uuil. there come. a. 1 wail,
Z nous ol de,p .orro are borne on the f.l.
..Line rlMii.rnilt.ncty where the angel or de.
ii.li. aart a JeMlAAtM with 0 wuch of hi. bre.th
T." g' 'r.'i 1. "ou.eho.d. ...each he..! tneie's wo
Death halh slri. ken alike the lofty and low!
L .:!. (irexvl tlemay
11,11, .,o,.e,V-. ...tbuiuMeandprondl
FU, time halh left u.ces ID ete.y ItMrt)
Fond hop., have dana.l-u.,;,.. rllttM MN '
With hope.fr..h untbo.yai.twe w,..,e.d toMnh
iZ too.ke ou ed o. ave pMMfl fromth. e.r
And now with heart. .Brod, w.lh.iouchol life . wo
WitbeP'"" l'la-'u w" " cto'el
' But I terk t ube uund-l.. the pel.ng or belle
Whavi.ion. or gladne.. their chiming lo.elells!
O'er hill i"P the tiding, are .pread-
A yer ha. uawued an old on. i. dead
Back iuiotheshadowaourdoubiful feara .tart
And hopj ever uew rlsel fre.h in the baart.
To the g.ev old ye.r wo bAve bidden adieu.
And now rn w lib g4 keaitf to welcome the new I
Pa. chancea bright hat. 'round life il may fling
o.aorrow. more croehing to u. it uwy brings
Bu, whatever, kind reader to u. may betide.
He llglAOiuw. and peace, or with urrow allied,
Though t mm 10 "iy. '" '.
r- ' $ri,b o .Inceroly-" bPt New VeaI"
ADVICE TO THE RISING GENERATION.
I gumg Prt,e J" '" ,h, 'f",' ':
B.war ftf yoor hewl d take care ol your hat,
u- y)iu fjad tb.1 the favorite eon of your metbei
Haa t ort " '"'
id will 1)0 roitdy to continue tho trock-lnj
At hulf a mile por clny us soon aa tliry J
tell Cnnibri.lgc. It him other connection J
ill llie Nntionul roail, except Darneivlllf, JT
licli will mnke aliottt 21 mile. I' ftnej-
beiiig six on n fnir country roail. II they
k able to frrt their iron, wo slioold think
e rouil would certuiiily bo tliroujr'i to R irnes-II,-
by the 1st of July. The AMIIIgffl o(
p rOMi at the heud of whom is Col. Snl
Inn, nre manasrinfr tlieir financfn judiciously
id moving rntVnrd in n?h manner" ns to 'le j
rpare.l lo lake the earliest and best advant- j)(
L of a favorable change in the money, iron, 1
Id labor market. Tliin, or course, creates I
Le complaints by outsiders for want of ap- L,
(rent progress; but tlicy may rely that it is a
b best for the road, and will be tho best for i
to road, and will bo tho best for the public. I tl)
bl. 8. went east, again, Saturday morning, ! j
his indelothjable off.irta for tho interest aft
ie work under his charge. y,
A friend desires to know tno provision tne gj
ew School Law makes fur Libraries for
ihools; for his benefit as well as fur UlltfM
r all w ho may feel any interest in the "
ibject, We give below the bectiun in rela-1
on to that subject; . M
anA r.o I' .. ,r fitefitstsli.1 11'
From Dickens' Household Words.
From Dickens' Household Words. THE NURSERYMAN'S PRIZE; OR THE
Soft midsummer air, cheery with sunshine
and perfumed with all the scents that it had
rubbed out of his nursery garden, crept in 1
through the monthly roses at the porch and
the half-open cottage door, to make itsell at
home in George Swuyne's room. It busied
itself there sweeping and rustling about, as'
if it had as much right to the place, & w as as
much the tenant of it, as the gardener him-1
self. It hud also a sort of feminine and i
wilely claim on George, who, having been I
spending hulf un hour over a short letter, I
ii ritteu upon a large sheet, was invited by
the mideuinmer air to look after his garden.
The best efforts were being made by his
gentle friend to tear the paper from his hand.
A bee had come into the room George kept
bees and had been hovering about the letter;
so drunk, possibly, with honey, that he hud
mistaken it for a great lilly. Certainly he
did at lust settle upon it. The liDy was a
legal document to this effect:
"Sir: We are instructed hereby to give
yoit notice of the death of Mr. Thomas
Queeks, of Edmonton, the last of the three
lives lor win i'h your lease was granted, and to
inform you that you may obtain a renewal of
the same on payment of one hundred guineas
to the undersigned.
"We are sir, your (here the bee sat on the
"FLINT & GRINSTON.''
Mr. Swayne granted himself a rule to con
sider in his own mind what the lawyers meant
by their uncertain phraseology. It did not
mean, he concluded, that Messrs. F. & G.
were willing, for one hundred pounds, to re
new the lifo of Mr. Queeka.of Edmonton; but
it did mjan that he must turn out of the
house and grounds, (which had been Swayne's
nursery garden for three generations past,)
unless lie would pay a large fine for the re
newal of his lease. Ho was but a young
fellow of five-anu-twenty , who, until recent
ly, had been at work for the support of an
old father and mother. His mother hud been
dead a twelve-mouth last midsummer-day, &
his father, who had been well while his dame
was with him, sickened after she was gone,
and died before the apple-gathering waa
over. The cottage and the garden were more
precious to George as a home than as a place
of business. There were thoughts of part
ing like thoughts of another loss by death,
or of all past losses again to be suffered
freshly and together which so cluuded the
eyes of Mr. Swayne, that at last he could
scarcely tell when he looked at the letter,
whether the bee was or was not a portion of
An old woman came in with a midsummer
cough, sounding aa hollow aa an empty coffin.
She was a poor old crone, who came to do
lor George small services as a domestic for
an hour or two every day; for ho lighted his
own tires, and served up to himself in the
1 firat style of cottage cookery his own fat bacon
, and potatoes.
"I shall be out for three hotm, Milly,"said
George, and he put on his brst clothe and
went into the sunshine. "1 can do nothing
better," he thought, "llian go umi sec the
They lived in the city. George lived ut
ih the eat end ol Londou, in a part no t cover
ed with very dirty streets, but lin n c ivered
" Willi copse and Held, and by fci.vayiit.-'s old
fashioned nursery ground; then crowded with
stocks and wull-llowers, lupins, sweet peas
rtj pinks, lavender, heart's-cMse, boy's luve, ohl
uian, and other old-fashioned plants; lor it
I contained nothing so tremendous us Sch zan
"' i thuses, Escholzias, or Clarkia pulchellas
j which are weedy little atomics, though the)
lh'! sound big enough lo rival any tree on Leban
' on. George was an old-i'ush.oued gardener
in un uld-lashioned lime; for we have hen
to do with events thut occurred in the middli
of tho reign of George the Third. George
then I mean George Swayne, not Georgia
ll.w inarched off to see the lawyers, win
lived iu a dark court in the city. H fouu
their clerk in the front office, with a marigul
in one of his huttun-holea; but there wa
noihiiig else that looked like summer in th
place. It smell like mouldy, shut-up tool
houae, and there w as parchment enough iu
to inuke scarecrow, for alt the gardeus i
Kent, Middlesex, and Surry.
George saw the juuittr partner, Mr. Grinsto
who told him, when he heard hi. busine
tbtl H wa in Mr. Flint', department. Wh
he wa how n into Mr. Flint' room, M
Flint could ouly repeat, he Mid, the inatru
lion of the landlord.
aYetj set, my ltd," be Mld.'thtW boWin
that have been let hitherto for thirty pounda
per annum, are now worth fifty. Yet my
client, Mr. Croto, i ready to renew the lease
lor three more lives, at the very alight fine
we have named to you. What would you j
have more reasonable'"
"Sir, I make no complaint," George an
wered, "only I want to abide by the ground, 1
and I have not ao much money a you require.
I owe nobody a penny; and lo puy my way, I
and lay by enough money for next year' .
teeds and roots, ha been the most that I can 1
manage, I hare saved fifteen pounds. Here 1
it is, sir: take it, if it will help me in this
"Well," Mr. Flint luggeatcd, "what do you '
gay to thii? I make no promise, but I think
I can persuade Mr. Crote to let you retain '
possession of your land for shall we aay!-
two year, at gte rent of fifty pounds: and, 1
at the expiration of that term, you may per- j
taps be able to pay the fine, and to renew '
four leaae." , 1
"I will accept that offer, ir." Swayne' 1
nursery would not support so high a rental; I
but let the future take thought for itself to 1
postpone for two years the doom to quit the
roof-tree under which his mother sucked him, '
was gain enough tor George. It
So he turned homeward, and went cheer
fully upon his way, by a short cut through
narrow streets and lanes that bordered on the
Thames. His gardener's eyo discovered all
the lonely little pots of mignonette in the
upper windows of the tottering old houses; ,
and, in the trimmer streets where there were
rows of little houses iu all shades of white
Wash, some quite fresh-looking, inhabited by :
people who had kept their windows clean, he
sometimes saw as many as four ftuwer-pot
upon a window sill. Then there were the
squares of turf, put in weekly installments
ol six inches to the credit of caged larks, for
the siow liquidation of the debt of green '
fields due to them. There were also parrots;
lor a large number of the houses in those
river streets were tenanted by sailors, who
brought birds from abroad, There were alsoj
ull sorts of grotesque shells; and one house
that receded Irum it neighbor had u small
gurden in front, which was sown over with
shells, instead of flowers. The walks were
bordered with shell instead of box, and there
Wr conch upon the wall, instead of wull
Bower. The summer-house was a grotto;
but the great center ornament was u large
figure heud, at the foot of which there was a
bench erected, so that the owner sat under
its shadow. It represented a man with a j
great beard, holding over his shoulder a large
three-pronged fork, which George believed to
be meant for Neptune. That was a poor I
garden, thought George; for it never wuved I
or rustled; and did not, by one change ol j
future except that it grew daily dirtier
how itself conscious of the passage of the
hours, and months, and seus ns.
It interested George a great deal more to
notice here and there the dirty leaves of new
kinds of plants, which, brought home by some
among the sailors, struggled to grow from
seed or root. Through the window of one i
house that was very poor, but very neat and
clean, he saw upon a table, to catch the rays
of the summer sun, a strange plant in blossom.
II had a reddish stalk, small, pointed leaves,
and from every cluster of leaves hung elegant
red flower-bells, with purple tongue. That
plant excited him greatly, and when he
topped to look in at it he felt some ' such
emotion as might stir an artist who should
see a work by Rubens hung up in a pawn
broker's shop-window. He knocked at the
green door, and a pale girl opened it, holding
in one hand a piece of unfinished needlework.
Her paleness left her for a minute w hen she
saw that it wus a stranger who had knocked.
Her blue eyes mude George glunce awuy
from them before lie hud finished his respect
"I beg your pardon," said he, "but may I
ask the name of the flower in the window, &
where it came from!"
"Will you walk in, if you please, air!" said
the girl; mother will tell you all she knows
W ith two steps, the young gardener strode
into the small front room, where a sick and
feeble woman sat iu un arui-chuir. The
room wus cleun, und little furnished. There
was only sand upon the floor; und ou the
tuble, with some more ol the girl's work, wus
part ol u stale lout', flunked with two mugs
tiiut contained some exceedingly blue and
limpid milk. George upolugix. U tor his in
trusion, bul said what his calling wus, un J
pieucied in excuse the greul bcuuly and ucteliy
ul lite pUnt I0t bod alliucieU him.
-Ay, uy, but 1 prize il lor Dlure Ihuu that;"
oa.ii Mrs. Ellis, "it wus brought to me by my
Soil, tie tuok u s a c.ui.ng, anil ne brought
it u lung wu), the ileal iciiovt, uli the way
UOW UW Wool linns, uursiug il Tor me.
vJ.ieu lie has let iti u.vu ,ip p ,n h, sir, on
Hie voyage, liiat lie luigni give wuicr eili'Ugll
to lliti iiu.nr .that h look home fur hi.
i mother, lie is u tenUti-ueui :eU boy, my
i tiarry "
"tie is youil;;, llien !"
Well, he Is not exactly 'a boy, s.r; bul
, they are all b)o on O.iuru ship, )uu uiitlcr
I sluntl. lie cuuid cui ry ofi .In. u -e upon
- his took, liany cuulc, ne i o Wuuuerfully
, brouu-ciiesied. He' juot gone on avoyist,
sir, and I'm lesreu I shall be gone a ton-, i
beiore iie comes back; and he said wheh tit
, went, Take csre ol liitrplaui, .mutiier, it'll
have hundred, ol bells iu ring when I conic
back lo you next year. He is uiwuys lull o
d Ui. luu, sir, hi mv iiurty."
i "Tueu iiia'uin," tieorge stammered, "it's (
s plant you wouiuu'l like lo purl with!"
e The pour woman looked angry lor a mo
no ut; and tueu, alter a pause, answerei
it geuliy "No, sir, not until my time cuiut.'
n Tue young gardener who ought to hav
none away ull bent over the flower. Tn
n plant was very beaul'iul, and et ideut'y stoo
tue i innate well, und ll wa ol a kind I
" propagate by alip. George did not we
r. know wlisl lo say or do. The girl, who ha
c- been nimbly stitching, ceased I run. work,it
i Jookt : up, wondering!)', at the stranger, wh
! hiad nothing more m and ret lemaint
with them. At last the young man, with the
color jf the flower on hi cheek, said, "I am I
a man, ma'am, and not much tanght. If I'm
going to say anything unbecoming, I hope I
you'll forgive it; but, but, if yopaj.jl, d
you could bring your heart ,,,. TS "
plant, I would give you ten g 'a. tor it, end
the first good cutting I raise shall be youre." n
The girl looked up in the greatest aston
ishment, "Ton guinea!" he cried; "why, "
mothcr.ten guinea would mike you comfort- (i
ible for the whole winter, How glad Harry u
ivill t!" j
The poor old woman trembled nervously, h
'Harry told me to keep it for hi ake," ahe ! tl
whispered to her daughter, who bent fondly n
ver her. h
"Doe (Harry love a flower better than w
rour health and comfort!" pleaded Harry' tl
iter. I a
A long debate wa carried on in low tones,' si
while George Swayne tndeavored to look s I
Ihough he were a hundred miles off, listening d
to nothing. But the loving accentiof thc:t
firl debating with her mother tenderly, cau-! si
sed Mr. Swyne a stout and true-hearted j o
roung fellow of t enty-five to leel that it
there were certainly some new thoughts and I
sensations working in him. He considered it ' ti
important to discover from her mother' man-)
ner of addressing her, that the name of the I w
young woman was Susan. When the old
lady ut las: consented, wilh a sigh, to George's a
offer, he placed ten guineas on the table be-1 1!
side the needlework, and only stole one glance j fi
ut Susan us he bade them good-bye and took j w
the flower-pot away, promising again earnest- n
ly that he would bring back to them the first II
good culling thut took root. d
George Swayne, then, having the lawyers n
almoet put out of hi head, carried the olant ! '
home, and duly busied himself in his green- ' o
house over the multiplication of his treasure, h
Months went by during which the young j I1
gardener worked hard, and ute sparely. He
had left to himself but five pounds lor the b
g' Hkal maintenance of hi garden. More o
wflueded, and that he had to pinrh, as tar d
asrWhtrVd. out ut his humble food and other . v
necessaries ol existence He had, however, Ii
nothing to regret. The cuttings of the flow- g
er-bells throve, and thought ot Susan was fi
better to him than roast beef. He did not f
aguin visit the widow's house. He had no fi
right lo go there uutil he went to redeem his ll
promise. i '1
A year went by; and when the next July tl
came, George Swayne's garden and green- v
house were in ihe best condition. The new a
plant hud multiplied by slips, and had thriven
mure reudily than he could venture to expect, i
The best plant was set by until it should
have reached the utmost perfection of blossom
to lie carried in redemption of the promise
mude te widow Ell s. In aome vague way,
too, Mr Swayne now and then pondered
whether the bells it was to set ringing after (
Hurry had returned might not be, a ter all,
the hells of Stepney purish church. And t
Susan Swayne did sound well, that was ccr-
tain. Not that he thought of marrying the '
pule girl, whose blue eyes he had only seen .
und whose soft voice he hud only heard once;
but he was a young fellow, and he thought.
about her, and young fellows have their ,
fancies, which do now and then shcot out in i
The desired event happened one morning.
The best customer of Swayne's nursery
ground, the wife of u cily knight, Lady Sailer,
who hud u fine seat in the neighborhood,
alighted from her carriage at ihe garden gate.
She had come to buy flowers for the decora
tions of her annual grand summer parly, und
George, with much perturbation, ushered her
into his green-house, which wus glowing
' wilh the crimson and purple blossoms of his
new plunt. When Lady Sailer hud her ad
mirution duly heightened by the information
that there were no other plants in all the!
country like ihem-lhat in fact, Mr. Swuyne's
new flowers were unique she instantly
bought, two slips at a guinea each, und took
them home in triumph. Of course the flower-bells
attracted the attention ol her guests;
and of course she waa very proud to draw at-'
leution to them. The result was that the
curriugea of the great people of the neighbor
hood so clogged up (the road ut Swuyne's '
nursery, day after day, that there wus so get-1
ling by lor lliein. George sold, for u guinea!
each, ull the slips thut he hud putted, keep-'
ing only enough for thu continuance ol his
trade, und carelully reserving his finest speci-1
men. That, iu due lime, lie took to Harry's
Tlie ten guineus udded to the produce of j
bu.uu's laborshe imo Dot slacked it a jot J
liad maintained the sickly Woman thruugii the
winter; and when ihere came to her a letter
uue illuming in July, in Har y's dear scroll,)
posted iroin I'.irlsliiouth, site was hail reslor-1
ed toboaith. He would be with them in aj
day or two, he suid. The two women listen-
cd in u levensli stute lor every knock si the i
green dour. Nexl day a kuu. k caun ; but it
as nut Hurry. Susan again opened Iu
George Swayne. He had bruught iheirflow-er-belis
OucK; and, apparently, handsuiiier
than ever, lie was very much abashed, and
eluulOjered suinetlnug; and, when he came
iu, t.e cuuid rind nolinng lo say. The lund
10400 china vase, which he had subs.i.uie.l for
Ihe widow's flower pot, saidsolSoUltag, haw
ever, lor nun. The widow and her daughter
greeted blot with hesrly smiles und lliaiiks;
i out he had something else to do than lo re-
lorn them something of which he eemeu
f lo be exceeding')' a.hatued. At lust he did
it. -i mean no utiuoau," he said, "but this
i is much nerd yours than mine." He luid up
on ihe tubie twenty guinea. They refused
. the money with surprise Susun with euger
J neo.. He told theui his story; how tlie plant
' had saved linn Irum the chance of being
a turned OUt Ol hi humei how he wus Making
a money by the flower, and how lairly he con
d sidered hull the profits to bo duo to its reul
o owuer. Thereupon the three became last
II irieiid and fcegen to quurrel. While they
d were quarreling there waa bouncing knock
d at the door. Mulher and daughter hurried tc
,o it; but taisaii stood aside that Uarry alight
sj gb firat into hi oaotltet'a arm.
"Here's a fine chime of bells," ssid Harry, '
inking st his plant after a few minute. i
Why, it look no handsomer in the West '
ndies. But wherever did you get thst splen- I
id pot'" i
G kja-as immediately infoduced. The I
oole Siuty wsa told, and Harry was made a
:feree upon the twenty guinea question. I
"God bless you, Mr. Swayne;" ssid Harry,
keep that money if we are to be friends. t
ive us your hsnd, my boy; snd mother, let v
I sll have something to eat." They made a
ttle festival that eveninr; in the widow's I;
MUse, and George thought mire tnan ever of
ie chimingof the bell I Susan laid her i
eedle-worli aside to bustleto and fro. Harry t
id tale to tell over his pipe; "snd I tell you v
hot, Swayne," said he, "I'm glad you are '
ie better for my loveof rooting. If 1 wasn't
sailor myself I'd be a gardener. I've a ;
nail cargo of roots and seeds in my box that ti
brought home for mother lo try what she can
3 with. My opinion is that you're the man
i turn 'em to account; and so, mate, you
all have 'em. If you get a lurky penny
at ol any one of 'em, you're welcome; for
's more than we could do."
How these poor falks labored to be liberal P
iwards each oilier; how Harry amuted bilDt
llf on holidays, before hi next ship (ailed, j 1
ith rake and spade, abuut his friend's nur- I
fry; how George Swayne spentsuminer and . "
utuinn evenings in the little parlor; how,1"
:iere wasreaily and truly a chime rung from )
Itepney steepleto give joy to a little needle- J
Oman's heart; how Susun Swayne became
luch rosier than Susan Ellis had been; how I
ixuriously George's bees were ted upon new t
aintics; how Flint &. Grinston conveyed the I
ursery ground to Mr. Swayne, in freehold i
i him and his heirs forever, in consideration I
f the whole purchase-money which Swayne :
ad accumulated; how ihe old house wa en-
irged; how a year or two later little Harry I
Iwayne damaged the borders and was abetted I
y grandmother Ellis in so doing; how a year 1
r two after that Susan Swayne the lesser i
ug with u small wooden spade side aby side '
. ith giant uncle Harry, who wos a man, to ;
nd the center of the earth under Swayne's I
arden when he came home ever and anon 1
om beyond the sens, always with roots and; '
eeds, his home being Swayne's nursery; und , I
nally, how happy und how populous a heme
10 house in S.voyne's nursery grew to be. I
'hese are results connecting pleasant
loughts with o truestory of the earliest culti- 1
ation in England of the flutter now known J
s the Fuchaia.
Fanny Fern in the Tombs
Fanny Fern has flailed the Tombs. Hear
, hat she says about it, in the N. V. Musical
Vorld it Times:
"I am weary of this hollow show and plit
er weary ol Fashion's stereotyped lay-fig-ires,
weary ol smirking tups and n rainless
lelles, exchanging tlieir small coin of flit- ;
cry and their endless gentfltixions: Let us
;o out of Broudwuy somewhere anywhere.
Pum round the wheel, Dume Fortune, und ;
;huw up the other side.
"The Tombs!" we never thought to be
here! nevertheless, we are not to be fright-1
;ned by a gruted door or stone wull, so wej
)aed iu leuving behind the soft wind of this.
Indian summer day, to lift the Autumn leaves
I gently as does a loving nurse her drooping
We gaze into the narrow cells unJ draw a!
long breath. Poor creatures, templed and:
tried. How many to whom the world now I
pay its homage, who sit in high places, should
be in their stead. God knowest. See them j
with tlieir pale face pressed against ihej
grated windows, or pacing up and down their
stone floors, like chained beusts. There is a
little boy not more thun ten years old; what
hus he done!
"Stolen a pairof shoes!"
Poor chi IJ ! he never heurd of "S wartwout."
How should he ki ow that he was put in
there not lor stealing, lut for doing it on so
small a scale!
Hist! Do you see that figure seotedinthe
farther comer of the cell, with his hunds
crossed on his knees! His whule air and
dress ore those of u gentleman. How cume
such a mail us that here!
"For murder," how sad! Somewhere in
the length and breadth of the land a mother's
hert is aching becaussjslie spared the rod lu
spoil the child.
There is a cuflin, untenanted as yet, but
kept on liand; for death luughs at bolts and
fetters, and muny a poor wretch is born strug
gling within these gloomy walls, only to be
carried to his lust huine while none but Goc
inav ever know ul w hose fireside stuiids his
And here is a woman's cell. There art
two or three fuded dresses bunging ugainsi
the wulls, und u bonnet for which he haa lit
tle use. Her triend's have brought her some
little bits of carpeting, which she has spreac
over the stone flour, w ith her wnin .nly luvi
of order, (poor tiling) lo nuke ihe place look
home-li.e. And there is a ci uciiix in the cor
ner. See she kneels before it. M y the
Holy Virgin's blessed Son, w ho suid to the
sinning one, "neither do I condemn thee,''
toad into her heart Ihe ba.m of holy peace.
Who is ihai ! O u cannot boi but yes, h
iu bo und whai a wreck! See, be shrink
away und a bright flush cliuae the uiarbh
paleness from his cheek. Godbleaamc! Thut
R should corntglo this! Stilt Inlemper
ance with her thousand voice crieih, -Giv.
gift-!' and slill, alus! it i the gifted, ami
generous, and warm hcurteJ, who oft
times answered the 10018001,
More cells! bul ihere is no bed iu thcui;
only a wooden plat'orni raised over the tton
flour. It i for gutter drunkards too foul,
too loathsome to be plsced upon a bed turn
ed in here like swine, to wullow in the same
slough. Oh, how few who are sipping the
rosy wine, say, "my mountain stands strong,"
e'er dreamed of such an end as this.
Look there! tread softly, angels aro near
1,is. Through the grated window the lighl
streams lall faiutly upon a liltle pallet where
sweet a a dream of heaven, liea a aleepiut
,bbe! treer itb chorob fa a toiilflihf
Hie cell bu no other occupant; angel only
catch the iluraber of the priton oridled
Hie place is holy. I (looped lo kis it fore
lead. From the crowd of women pacing up
nd down the guarded gallery one glide geot
f to my aide, saying half sadly, '''lis my bfbe."
"It is soweet, and pure; snd holy," sid
The mother's lip quivered, wiping away n
eur wilh her apron, ahe uid in a chokinc
"Ah, it is little the I k of you ma'ir. know
ow hard it is for u to g l the honest bread '
"God be thanked," thought I. " h.t I
one who jodgelh not as man Jjdjgtth Who
loldeth evenly the scales of justice; who
neigheth against our sins the iVrlpool ai
ur temptations; who lorgetteth never the
ountle itruggl.' for ihe victory ere thedes
onding wery bcart. ehult cut the light ot
Dick Daley's Stump Speech.
BY NED BATTLER.
Feller-Citizens: This are a dny for the
operlatioii o' BooOtIIIo, like a bobtail-puilet
n a ricketty-hen-roost, tu be a loukm' up,
r! A crisis has urrivcn un' sum Inn's i
ust! Where are we! all in a bunch. Where1
m I .' here I i, an' I'd stand here an' explan-1
te from now till the day o' synagofjuea il
ou'd whoop (or Daley! Feller-l-'itixcns j
erusalem's to poy, an' we hainl got any'
litch. Our hyperbolical an' maje.tic canai
koat o' creation has unshipped her rudder, and i
he Captain' broke neck, an' the cook's'
live to the depth o' ','vasiy deep'' in search j
' dimuns! Our w igwam's torn to pieces.1
ike a shirt on a brush fence, an' isly of the
reogrjphy o' these ere latitudes is a vani;h
n' in a blue fame! Arc such things to be
tt! I afk you iu the name of the AkjCBt
:ah Eagle, w ho whipped the shaggy-headed
Lion o' Great Britain, an' now sits a roos'.in'
in the nufjnelic telegraph, if such doin's is j
i-goin' to be conglomerated! I repeat it t
rou in the name o' that glorious peacock o'
iberty when lie's a flewin o'er the cloud-:
:apped summit o' the Rocky Mountains, if!
t e's goin' to be extemporaneously biogyngged
0 this fasliun !
"Oil aasrrcr mt i
Lct mi not burst la ignorance?"
il Shakspeel says. Fhail we be bamboosle-1
ied with sich unmitigated audaciousness.
Heihinks I hear you yelp -No, sir hoss!"
Flien 'lect me to Congress an' tiar will be a
Feller Citizens If I wasastanding'un the
adamantine throne o' Jupiter, an' the light
nin's was a cluehin' around me, I'd continue
to spout! I'm full u' the bilin' lather '
Mount Etny, and I won't bo squenched1 I've
sprung a leak, an' I must how l like a bear
with a sure head. Flop together! jump into
the ranks an' hear me thro'!
Feller Citizens You know me, and rip
my lungs out with a nail grub, il I wouldn't
stick to yer like brick dust to a bar o' soap.
Where is my opponent! nowbafl He isn't
a cat bird in a garret to me! I was br 't up
among you, feller citizens, an' he was papped
in a school-house; but he can't get me w ith
his bigbfalootin' words. Hictum, stictom,
ulbroaiite, catnip, Brazil. Taglaoney nn' Baf
fin Bay! What do you think o' lhat!
"Co it, Porkey. rool iiog, d i c!"
as Shskspeel said when Cae-ar stabbed him
in the House ot Uli-preventatives.
Feller Citizens Elect me lo Congress in'
111 abolish mad dogs, mtuaketer, an' bid
cents. I'll go in for the teet. lal annlbiialii n
of nigger camp-meetings ami jail-. I'll' re
pudiate crows n' flat if ry hen-hatvk-. I'll
h;.V e barn raisin's every day Sundays ex
cepted an' lickcr enuff to sw im a skunk.
Yes, feller citizens, 'lect tne to Congress, a.i'
1 shall be led to exclaim in the sublime the
terrific, language of Bunypart. when a preach
in' in the wilderness
"RicharJ's MasssiT aiatlat11
On, then, onward to the poll, 'gallop a
pace, my lirey-looled steeds,' un' make the
wf Ikiu tremble with aoti spasmodic yells for
Daley! Cock yer muskets I'm a cumin'
"Hence ye, Brutes, lnoS.I ale an' glory."
The Book of Proverbs.
What a book it is that of Ihe proverbs!
Forget lhat we were ever obliged to repeat
them mechanically in our childhood, read
then as they stand in ull their breadlh und
richness of meaning. With I ur better experi
ence of lile, and nothing short of utter aston
ishment snd sdmiratiun will be our leeling.
Such gems of wisdom in such golden settings
m one who lived and died beiore the name
of w isdom was know n among the nations,
from whom the world's sages have since
sprung! What shrewd perception of human
character under ail conditions and moods
what comprehensive exhibition of life on itt
whole compass, and of Divine Providence ir
ns mural aims and sure rewards and punish
menta what counsels lo frugality, industry,
moderation, prudence, benevolence.and peace!
What varied illustrations iron, man und beast
nature and art! How terse and polished tht
sty Iti How condensed the thought! T..
think of retding the little book thrjugh in u
.I M would be folly, although its line may bi
may-over in an hour. Each line is a aermon
i ml givesiood for new redaction evory lim
i r recuSao it.
A YOUNG HERO
In the Maduon (lnd.( Daily Argus, Dec.l
we find the following account ol the martyr
dum uf an American boy a youth of whoi
our nation ...ry be proud who died becaus
he would not tell a liea
Hehoes oiao Martyrs Our reader wi
probably ail recollect the story of the Norwi
jjian buy af"Chicgo, who was drowned b
some older boy became he refused toassii
them in robbing an oralutrd. Some of tne p
per at Chicago, now raise doubts as lo It
martyrdom of the boy, and ailempt to accoui
' for his death in tome other way than that fir
1 suggwatadi It atom to such that heroism,
the kind imputed 1 the boy, does hot exletia
the world at tliis time. Such editor under- .
te humanity. A ciig ef moral heroi.nf ex- .
ceedingthai imputed to Knud Ivernoo, oceor
red in Marquette County, in this State, a little
over a year ago, the facts of which sre tsb
liehed by judicial investigation, and were re
lated to us by Judge Larrsbee, who presided
at the trial.
A beautiful, Mr haired, blue-eyed boy,
.boot nine yeir. of age, was taken Irum th
Orphan Asylum in Milwaukie and adopted by
a respe -table lurmero: Marquette, a professor
0 religion and h ire-mber of ihr Baptist nri
suasion. A girl, a little older than the boy,
was alao adopted into Ms aamc family. Sooo
rter the e children were instal edin their
new home, the boy discovered criminal con
duct on the part ol his new mother w hich he
mentioned to the little girl, and 'it thereby
came to the ear of the ur-.n-ho indif
nntly denied the t0ry lo the eati.faction of
her huband, nd insisted that the boy should
be whipped until be confessed the falsehood.
Tne man poor, weak biVjot impelled by a
sense ot religious duty, proceeded to the task
as-igned him, by p-ocuringa bundle of rod,
stripping the c!,i:d naked and suspending
him by cord to the rafter, of the house,
and whipping him at iotervuls for over two
hour, till the blood ran through the floor,
Baking a pool upon the floor below; atopping
only to rut and interrogate the boy, and geN
ting no o' her reply than 'Pa, I told the truth
1 cannot tell o lie;' the woman all the lime
urging him lo 'do his duly.' The poor little
hero, at length re!.-aied' from hi torture,
threw his arms around Ihe neck of his tor
mentor, kis.-ed bin), and said, 'Pa, I am so
Cold,' and died. Ir appeared in evidence,
upon the trial of this man and woman for
murder, lhat the child did tell the truth, and
fullered t'e.th by slow t inure rther than tell
a he. The age uf heroism r.nd of mirtvrdom
will not have passed till mother cease to
instil holy precepts into the minds of their in
fant uffspring. The man and woman who
mur.Jercd thi i.ngel child are now in the peni
tentiary at Waupun, to which they were sen
tenced for ten years.
TREMENDOUS RIOT IN CINCINNATI
ON SUNDAY NIGHT.
Attempt to mob Bishop Bedini, the Apostolic
Nuncio—Over Sixty Persons Arrested.
liishop Heu.ni, tho Apostolic Nuncio of the
Pope o! Rome, officiated in the religious cere
monials at the Catholic Cathedral, yesterday
morning and afternoon. The moot violent
nimoeity is enter tained by the German So
ciety o! Freemen, ga:nst this divine, nJ
member of the association assembled, about
ten o'clock last nigh', to the nuo.ber of live
, or six f.iiredred. af'Freem.tnN Hill," on Vina
street a brut Tw.-l'th; and after organizing
uml choo-ing their leader., marched In a body
down Vine at, to 9th, andout 9ih to Plum,
I being in the vicinity of the resfdeme of Arch
Bishop Pureell, wh-re tlie Pope's Nuncio ia
sujoiirning, as is supposed, with the intention
j ol mobbing the house, and uoing violence to
the Nuncio's person, or at least to burn him
An iatimatlon of what wan to be don waa
received early in the evening bv Captain
Luken, Chief of Police anl after the eiht
I o'clock roll call ha requested all the police,
both day and night, to r::min and await or
ders, N it a man among th"in ku-".v th- our
pose for which they were detained, but silent
ly obeyed his command.
Word at lenih reach -d tiie Wati h Homo
that the rioters were approaching, and by thu
Captain's orders the men were all stationed
in fruiit ol the VVa'ch House, on either pave
nwnt. As tht Freemen approacned they set
up a dismal groan accompanist! with the
I clanging of most discordant music, am! at
the word ol command each policeman ru;hed
forward and grubbed his man.
The scene w hich followed baffles descrip
tion, tor a few moments tho melee was gen
eral;maay pistol shots were fired and shouts
and execration filled the air. The rioters
soon tl. d but were pursued by the police", and
over sixty captured and se -ured. Ei ery ee l
iu the wati h house was lull of mee stand inj
upright, many of them badly injured. Heurv
Carroll, policeman of the 2nd Ward, was shot
through the leg. Our Reporter c.uld hear of
no others of the police being badly injured.
The riot wus almost immediately quelled,
and at the time of writing this article, all w as
quiet, although further violence was anticipa
ted. The cause of the existinganimosity against"
the Nuncio, is said to be "in consequence
of a belief that he ostensibly favored ibe lib
erty of Italy, but really only lor the purpose
of betraying them, and that, on one occasion
he caused one them to be ft ved alive. We
understand that several inflammatory articlea
have recently tippeured in a German paper,
published in this city, and thut the following
is a very fair translation of one paragraph:
"Il the Hungarian butcher, Hayuau, met
with ao warm a reception in Monarchial Eng
land, what shall the IV.pe's Nuncio expect in
Republican America." Cin. Commercial
The Columbian contains the following sddw
tiii no I particulars. We shall be mistaken if
this diffi '"lty etopshere.
Cardina Be tint being in this city at Arch
bishop Hurci 1 'a residence, u procession asjre
bering from 400 to i.00, wilh baidsof aRuic,
trnpavj)cie., effigies, etc., waa formed aiji
uuved u,d-ii Vme t ,'Rinih ttrnsjrtg thence
iiirtfinth lo Pjum street, whereCpt, Lu-
Hlota. learnrVgtst the c.ptmi!ated mob
tun; Ihe Cathedral, melthem at Pluul street
.villi a force, of une hundred ws tubmen, and
irorr.ptly ordered tiurir arrest. phot w"
ked,al"lhe police, hen jiie'iMed Uo
hem, oejiurMg h.rtyoftjie Turners agqP
freemen, Uo were lWdged iu the Sutke'
As tfee'r we coold h am, about fifteen
'. ueitwore stjrrhtl, and four or li re seriously
'- ,vfiuniiei1. . Wa'chu.an Carroll, waa oka only
noiiar'HOO wcajudrd. He wss bhot-ia ihe leg,
1 imyi erdbet.Troin Elan to Plum, "waa e'reared
-I vnhjfki. chk eanes, heeniana eworde.
" iic, heft, by the Wtrcatingjrty. The eT-