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Poetical. MY MOTHER.
BY ALFRED BURNETT.
Mothtr. th.T locks are ffrowtng gray.
Thy form ia bent with yearn,
Anil aoon thou'lt bid farewell to earth
Ita Joy a Ha hopes Ua fears.
Tat time kith gently dealt with thee,
A down life'a billowy sea,
Tbr bark hath aailed without a wars
Of dark adversity
Thou who first taught my infant lip
'To syllable thy name:
To thee I dedicate this lay.
Thou who art atill the same.
The same kind mother of my youth
And manhood's wayward yqfirs;
Ah, mother dear, I fear I'vecaused
Tbee many bitter tears.
.1 know I cannot e'er repay
The wealth of lore that's thine,
A mother' love cannot be told
In a feeble verse of mine.
A'et still I strive to bo as thou
Thvself, wou'd'st have me be.
And know in doin this I'll prove
Sincere- love to thee!
And sbonld'st thou be the first to seek
The ahadotvy v.ilo of death.
Thv blessing mother, be it mine,
E'en with thy latest breath.
Then shall I better be prepared
To battle on through life,
And meet thee in the spirit land
Afar from earthly strife.
LUNCH AND THE FLY-TRAP.
A TEMPERANCE STORY, BY A LADY.
"What have you got there?" said Mr. Rd
far to his little son Charley, as lie was just
going to his evening work from which he sel
dom returned till midnight.
"A lunch," said Charley, "I am afraid you
will wan something to eat before you come
home, am) I don't want you to stop st the Ex
change. Please don't, father!"
"Whatare you talking shout myson? What
do you know about lunchesnd the Exchange?
What do y -u mean?
" "Why, it it in the paper, father, and I asked
another, and she thinks it is to get folks in to
drink. Something like a fly trap."
"A fly-trap. A very dignified comparison
yonr mother has hit upon, truly! Then she
has been telling you that 1 stop at the Exchange,
and that I get lunches, and all that? Fine
aossin for vour mother!"
"O, no, father, she did not say a word about
. you,, and did not know mat you wtnt ttiere,
ntil I told her that I found you there the day
Bessie was so sick. AM, O, father, how bad
abe looked when I told her!"
"What did yoM distress yonr mother for, you
mischievous fellow? Why did you report such
a thing, when you never found me there but
once? Do you think I am going; to stop and
at anywhere to-night? Why, child, you are
"Why, the paper tells them to come just
quarter b fore ten: but please, father, don't
atop come home early, just as you used to
when mother used to aing, and plav the piano,
and you plnyed the flute. O, they were such
nicotinic! I could just lie in the bed and
listen, and it helped me to go to sleep, and
have such pleasant dreams, too. Lome, lather,
do take it!"
. Mr. Edgar was softened, and could Dot deny
Ihe request. He went away not onty wim a
lunch in hts pocket, hut a weight upon his
conscience. He had hoticed at the tnble the
troubled countenance of his wife, but dare
not inauire the cause. He knew too well al
ready. He repaired to his office, and to and
from thence to the Exchange. A rare enter
- tainment was in course of preparation, which
was to be enlivened with wine and merriment.
"Perhaps," thought he, "I can go once more,
and then break off." Hut be had no sooner
ome to thu deciiion, than the pale counte
nanceof his wife, and the importunity of his
child, would rush upon his mind. Neither
aould that formidable fly trap be forgotten.
"Surely," thought he, "I wig almost sudt'd
' the last evening, and dare I venture again?
No, there is salety only in ftighr.and I know it
ia not an inglorious retreat." He wrote a has
apology to his friend, stating that the circum
stances I his family required his i resence,
and then returned home. No bright lamp
illumined his parlor; only a dim light shone
from a solitary chamber. "Poor Mary,
taught he, as he found Ihe street-door fas
tened, "you do not look for me for many a long
hour." Noiselessly and unperceived. he en
tered by a side door, and approached the ronm
eecupied by hi: wire and children.
The little son had dismissed bis disquiet
turtes for a season, and was sleeping sweetly
moon the little couch. Little Bessie occupied
'the crib, and the motner sat by it in hercush
tioned chair, with her head reclined, resting
mpon her hand. She would sometimes raise
Tret 'head, press her throbbing temples, heave
a aielL, then resume lier tormer posture, air,
Ednar was moved "Ah!" thought he,
that my own dear Mary the only daughter
i that I severed from doting parents, whose
hearts still bleed over ti e seperaton ? Is that
' naler tangu id face the same that was once rn-
diant with (.miles ? Oh, wine ! wine ! what
Jlast thou done ? This heart has been sleep
?d In thy poison till it has ceased to love
i feel no, thank God, he does still love still
feel; and, by (Sod's blessing.-, he will Rhow
heoceforiJi. Here I do most solemnly pledge
myself that this liquid poison ahall never again
. enter my lips." Stepping gently forward, and
'- seating himsislf by the side of his wife, he said,
"Why, Mary, are you ill to-night?"
Starting up tt surprise she anid, "Why yes
-no-not very. . But, Edward, are you sick,
that you have coi.ie home so early ?"
"O, no. not at all, I feel better than usual
this eveoiag, hut I observed you looked pale
- ,jt the tabij(.aud have hastened home on your
accoant." .. ., .. .
"Dear Edward do not leave me," said
wife with a' beseeching look "just atay with
-,tae m evaning:" .
'. "No, Maty. I am not going to leave you, you
are. lo altera the eniertainmenr, and tt is pre
-pared already," 'he-aaid, as he drew the paper
' from ma pocacr. . .:;: .. ' . , ..
" "There, Mary, tne laacD jiao. wtii nign iu-V-ined
you husband, ana verijy.l believe
lunch' wilt save him, -too." ' .. - ;..'
Mrv Edgar atenee reeogaiwd the agency
- that bad restored her husband to her side,
milinjemid hef teara, she tegged the prif
jledje of.iddini lomethinf Jo (he tepait.
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"No" he aaid. "nothing but aome cold wa-
ter: let us have Charley's identical lunch, and
while vou nreoare the table, I will wake our
yaung temperance orator, and ! thing mother
will be inclined to excuse tnia onu departure
from established tulea." r
In a few moments the happy trio were seat
ed around their entertainment, Clwley was
mute with pleasure and surprise. He sat and
looked first at one parem ana men ni wie oiti-
; naw a smile and then a tear.
"Come, Charley," said Mr. Edgrv. "dont
set mother to weeping; but as you say they
are not sorry tears this lime. Well, Charley,
you don't think that your father is quite at the
bottom of the trap," said Mr. Edgar, with a
"Nq, father.'anrl I don't think you wil' ever
get there, if you will just ake your lunches
at home with mother and me. If I had
known we were to eat with you, I would have
nut up more. But, father, whst is to be done
about these places when they are making so
many drunkards? Why, I could not , keep
frcm crying when I just looked on and saw
the poor flies CHUght, and then trying to get
awBT, and after struggling a little while they
would sink, and others dropt right in the same
place. Now 1 know it is a great deal worse
to kill folks than flies. Father, what can be
done about it!"
"Why, my son," said Mr. Edgar, "I don't
ss as anything can be done while persons
continue to place themse'ves in so much dan
"Hut mother said the Legislature ran neip
it," said the child, with much earnes'ness:
"but th y don't begin right. They ant just as
Biddy did with mv sore finger; you know how
she put on and never tried to ge out the
nlinter. Wow, iniher l wisn ymi would tust
speak to the legislature about it, and tell
them about my finger, and bow it was cured
"Yes, ves, my son. your father will speak
to the legislature; and that sore finger, with
Biddy's failure, must be reported, and we
must oil work till we get out the splinter."
"Now, Charlev," said Mrs. I ilgar, "we
have all had our lunch, and you have talked
Temperance and Stile Reform enough for one
evening. Now kiss good night, and slip back
into you little bed again." t-Arisiom Her
The Farmer's Mission.
A hungry world looks up to the Great Fa
ther and cries, "Give us this day our daily
bread:" this is Ihe expression of a universal
want, and a rcoenition of the source from
whence ihe want may be supplied. To an
swr this prayer is the Farmer' Mission. He
undertakes to be an almoner of God s bounty
Of all the callings that engage the mind, or
the hands of men, none is more benevolent in
its aim or beneficial in its result, and therefore
none is more noblo, and none is more Messed
than this, to the man who fully comprehends
and feels its true spirit.
Leaving al! that might be raid of the absolute
or comparative utility of this vocation, as too
evident to require proof or illustration, 1 pro
pose to speak of it with reference to the single
point. Von it jurniih gcopeundjavorable eon
ditiontfor the development of a complete man
hood? That agriculture ia of use in the world,
to all those not engaged in it, is sutlicirntly
manliest; but is equally favorable in its effects
on the farmer himself! Does it give im
opportunities and needful stimulus to perfect
his own being and so enable him to discharge
his duly, not only to others, but to himsu.r i
A Beautiful Extract.
There is no one thing more lovelv in h's
life, more full of Ihe diviuest courage, than
when a young maiden from her past life, from
hrr happy childhood, when she rumbled over
every field and muor around her home; when
a mother anticipated her wants and smoothed!
her little cares: when brothers and sisters grew
from merry plnymates to loving and trusting
friends; from Clirmtmns gatherings and romps;
from summer festivals in bower and garden;
from the rooms sanctified by the death of rel
atives; from the secure back-grounds of her
childhoodnnd girld hood and mak'.eiihood, looks
but into Ihe future, oway from all that; and
yet unierrified, undaunted, leans her fail cheek
upon her lover's breast, and whispers, "Dear
heart! 1 cannot Bee, but A believe. The past
was beautiful but the future lean trust with
Aunt Hetty's Advice.
Oh. girls, set you r a flections on ca Is, poodles,
parroia, or lap-dogs but let matrimony alone!
It's the hardest way on earth of ge:ting a liv
ingyou never know when your work is done
up. Think of carrying eight or nine children
thr ughth measles, chicken pox, rash, mumps,
scarlet fever, some of 'em twiceover; it makes
my sides ache to think of it. Oh, you may
scrimp and save, and twist and turn, and dig
and delve, and economise and die, and ;.vtr
husband will mari'v aaain, ond lake hat you
have saved to dress his second wife with, und
he'll take your portrait for a fireboard, and
but what's the use of talking? I warrant ev
ery one of you'll try it, the first chance you
get; there's sort of a bewitchment about it,
Idolatry in Japan.
An tfficer in the United States frigate Pow
hatan,, writing from Japan, says:
"Idolatry is everywhere '.o be seen, even
more than in China, and statuary seems lo
very common. The graveyards are lull ot rune
sculptures, and images of God ami hemes,
placed there ns tutelar guardians on the tomb
slones, or for some such purpose. Tibetan
letters and sentences 8 re Used as charms about
the groves, no one knowing at all what they
mean; if they were intelligible the charm
would be broken. Temojes are common, and
wayside divinities present their wealher-bcaten
luces every tew rods.
A Proper Spirit.
"Sir," raid one of two antagonists, with dig
nity, to the other, during a dispute which had
n.'t been confined to words, "You have call
ed me a scoundrel and a liar, you have spit
ray face, you have struck me twice; I hope
yiu will not attempt lo carry this any f ather;
for if you do, you will rouse the sleeping lion
in my breast, and I cannot tell what may
the consequence. .
(TJln traveling down the Harford Pike from
Baltimore about two years ago,, when
posts for the telegraph to Philadelphia,
Bel Air, were about being planted, we were
told bv a person living along the raad, that
did not think the telegraph would pay,
there were two line of stages running to
Air now, and they never were more than
fUll. ' . .-! 'I
"Pooh, pooh!" taiu a loving wife to her
piring husband, as he airove to utter a
part ng sentences, "don't stop to talk, but
OH win your dying." ,.;w. , . ..
The Poetry of Agriculture.
The principles of Agriculture are exceed-
ingly simple. That they might be made so, j
himself was the first great planter. He
wrote its laws, visible in the brightest, lovliest
and most intelligible characters; everywhere,
uoon the green bosom of the liberal earth; in
greenest leaves, in delicate fruits, in beguiling
and delicate flowers! But he does not content
himself itli this alone, tie bestows the her
itage alone with the example. ' He prepares the
garden, the home, before he creates the being
who is to possess them. He fills them with
all those objects of sense and sentiment which
are to supply his moral and physical necessi
ties. Birds sing in ,the boughs above him,
odors blossom in the air, and fruits and flow
ers cover the airwith a gl ry to which that of
Solomon, in nil hip mngi: licence, was vain and
valueless. To bis hand we owe these fair
groves, these tall ranks ot majestic trees, these
deep forests, those broad plains covered with
verdure, and these mighty arteries of flood
and river, which ind them along, beautify-
niethem witn the lovliest inequalities, and
irrigating them with seasonable fertilization.
Tims did the Almighty planter dedicate the
great plantation to the use of tlint various and
womlroui lanniy which was to toilow. His
home prepared supplied with resources,
adorned with everv va riety of fruit and flower,
and checkered with abundance, man is con-
lucied within its pleasant limits, and ordained
its cultivator under the very eye and sanction
of Heaven: The angels of Heaven desceud
upon its hills. God himself appears within its
valleys at noonday its groves are instinct
with life and purity, and t lie blessed stars rise
at night above the mountains to keep iW'.tch
over its consecrated interests. Its gorgeous
lorests, its broad sasiinnhs, its levels of flood
and prairie are surrendered into the hands of
the wonderftill? favored, the new created heir
of Heaven! The bird and the beast are made
his tributaries, and taught to obey him. The
fowl summons him at morning to his labors,
ind the evening chant of the bird warns him
to repose. The ox submits his neck to the
yoke; the horse moves ot his bidding in the
plow: and the toils of all are rendered sacred
and successful by the gentle showers, the
genial sunshine which descends from heaven,
to ripen the grain in its season and to make
earth pleasant with its fruits.
THE IVY GREEN.
Oh. a dainty plant ia the Ivy Green, ,
That crei'petn o cr ruins old !
Of right choice food nrc his meals I ween,
In bin cell, so luno and cold!
The n all mint bu crumbled the atone decay'd,
To pie i re ins aninty whim;
And the wddcrfnrr dust that years have made
I a merry inenl fo him.
Creeping where no life in seen,
A rare old plant ia the Ivy Green,
Fast he atealeth on, tho' he we:,u no wings,
And i staunch old heart has lie;
How c lovelv he twincth, how tight he clings
To his frteud tho hnge Oak Tree!
And slylv he traileth along tbo ground, -
And' his leaves he geni'v'n-.in .
As he joyously hugs, and c-.i.vh t'n around
The rich mould of dc;ut men a srave.V.
Creeping where grim d.uth lias been,
A rare old plan u tho Ivy Orc-.n.
Whole ages hare fled, and their works decay'd
Aud nations have scattered been:
But the stout old Ivy shall never fade
From its hale and hearty green.
The brave old plant, in its lonely days,
Shall fatten upon the past,
For tho stateliest buildings man can raiso
Is the Ivy's food at lasi!
Creeping on where time has been,
A rare old plant is tho Ivy Green.
You are, no doubt, a lover of sunshine.
Your eye has brightened while gazing upon
the dream that has lighted up Ihe path before
vou. made the village windows blase and
nut a golden star on the weathercock of the
church steeple. That beam has sinned into
your very heart, and made you feel glad to be
But t'-ere is another kind of sunshine that
you love. Is there not some beloved friend
whose smile is a brighter and clearer sunbeam
to you than the brightest beam that gladdens
the earth on a summer's day? Yes; it is the
smile of a husband, a wife, a sister, a brother,
or, well no matter! it is the smile of some
dear boinij, whose every thought is blending
with your own, and without wnose smue, in
the merriest summertime; this would be a
But the shadows of evening have before now
closed over the sunshine, lhat has gilded your
pamway; anu u nigi.i nas mu ri
.. 1 :C -L. ( I,..ln.l,l.,l
me sunsmny armies oi ime vou ioc, il
do so. There are removals m this world of;
tribulation that wring the hert. You mayl'
where they have laid the object dear lo you as
There is yet another kind ol sunshine : uc -
light in that, and no night shall close over it
orcver-unsh ne of a havior s love m ,e
heart. C ouds mav in ervene for a time, but,
I , v ii ,k. -iu,., f
those clouds shall pass away; the valley of,
the shadow of death may seem to
lorever. uutinaiwii.oniyoe ...e
the last c ou.i-...eaKing " ' c
dawnin; of eternal daylight and the blaze of
everlasting sunshine; for it is expressly written
. i i i t .. i..r . il.
that, "There shall be no night the.e. w I,
then, moy the clouds rnul storms of this lile be
borne with patient an l joyful anticipation.
Cornelins 0' Flanagan, meeting and old em
ployer, the other clay, thus address him:
"t'lazu your nonor to give us a nine neip,
now. lor we're ki t inlireiv ol sinrvauon.
Whv. Pornev. what are the bovs doingf"
said the eentleman.
"Jist locking for bits of jobs 01 worn, as
they can get them, your honor." '
'And vour daughter, Molly, is she not out
"0 vour honnr, we can't snare her lor mat,
we want her at home all day, just lo do the
cookine (or us!"
ITT A gentleman having accasion to call.
upon a physician in Cincinnati, the other day,
stooped at the door and rung the bell. The
summons was answered by a Dutch servant
girl, of whom he inquired if the doctor was
"Was his lady in?"
"Was she engaged?"
The girl looked at him a moment, while
curious expression settled on her features,
she replied, "Why she ia already married."
The gentleman left.
tr"Is your nols god asked a merchant,
the other day, ol a poson who offered a note
for a lot f goods..
"Well," replied the purchaser, "I ahould
lb ink it ought to ; everybody's got one r
Story of a Courtship.
"Come come," said Mrs. Grav, "vou have
been moping there long enough, neplrew, for
God getting manners and everything else. Here
are the apples waiting and no one to hand
them around, for when I once get settled in
this easy chair" here the good woman care
an ample survey of her ample per on, which
certainly overflowed the ohaii at every point,
leaving all but a ridee of the back and the ;
arms quite invisible "it im'l a verylget
essy thing to get up again. Now, bustle about,
and while we old women rest ourselves, you
and Julia, there, can try your luck wits the
apple-seeds." , ,
, "I remember the firsr time I ever surmised
that Mr. Gray had taken a notion to me wis
once when wc were at an apple-cutting to-
gelher down in Maine. Somehow Mr. Gray!
got into my neighborhood when we ranged.
around the great basket of apples. I felt my
cheeks burn the moment he drew his chair.
close to mine, end took'out his jack -knife to I
begin work. He pared and I quartered. I ;
never looked up but once then his cheek was
thnn mine, and he held the jack-knife i
terribly iimteadv. By and by he got a noble,
Kin. upjiii, yell"" ,.,, nil vi oiuuukil n
bsbVs check. I was looking at his hands!
u.'.- . . ;
reat apple, yell-'W as gold, and smooth as a
rVlewise from under mv lashe?, and saw that '
he wns paring it carefully, as if every round
of the akin wos a stripe of gold. At last be
cut it oft a' the seed end, and the soft rincs'
fell down over his wrist and took the apple!
from hli fingers.
"Nnw." said he in whisnnr. heodinir hi
head a little, and raising the apple-peel care
fully wilh his right hand, "I'm just as sure
this will be the first letter of the name I love,
as I am that we are alive."
He began swiftly whirling the npple-pel
around his head; the company were all busy
with one another, and I was the only person
who saw the yellow links quivering awund
his hend, once, twice, three times. Then
he held it still a moment, and sat looking
right into my eyes. I held my brsatli and so
"Now," aays he, and his breath ca'ite
out with a quiver, "what if il should be your
, "I did not answer and we both looked back
at the same lime. Sure enough it was a let
ter S.-" No pen ever made one more beauti-
"Just as I expecled," sivs he, and hi
eyes grew bright as diamonds, "just as I ex-
peeler ! '
"And what answer did you make him,
aunt?" asked Robert Otis, who had been
listening with a flushed face. "Whatcidyou
71 eidn t speak a word, but quartered on
just as-fast as 1 could. As for Mr. Giay, he
kept paring, and paring, like all possessed. I
thought he would never slop paring or speak
a word more. Uy and by he stuck the point
of his knife into an apple, and unwinding the
skin from around it, he handed il over to me.
It was a red skin, i remember, and cut as
smooth as a ribbon."
"1 shouldn't a bit wonder if tint dropped
into a letter G," says Mr. Gray. "Suppose
you 'rv it."
"Well, I took the red apple-skin, and
whirled it three t'mes round my head, and
down it went on to the floor, and curied up
into the nicest capital G that you ever set
'Mr. Gray looked at the letter and then sort
of sideways into try face.
"S and G," says, he taking up the apple
skin, eating it a if it had been the first mouth
ful of a thanksgiving dinner. "How would
you like to see them two letters on a set of
"I really believe you could have lit
candle at my face it burned so but
couldn't speak more than if I'd been tongue
tied." "B;U did you ever answer about the spoons?"
"Well, yes, I belicv e I did, the next Sun
day night," said the old laiy, smoothing her
apron. From "Fashion and Famine," lyMrs.
Ann S. Stephens.
A TERRIBLE EARTHQUAKE.
J ' , . a
from San Salvador, Central America.gives
the following particulars of a terrible earth
quake, which receir.ly destroyed that city.and
by which more than a thousand lives were lost
He says: -
The cily of San Salvador is no more a heap
of ruins alone remains of what was c few days
ago a beautiful citv,.ind its late inhabita ts,
numbering from eighteen to twentthousand,
are rendered homeless, houseless and desti
tute bv one of ihe most terrible eaithqnakes
; t ,nt has ever occurr-d
in Central America.
T( n.,;0i,ra i .iv m.. i. ,lllnn
,', ' f ; ,
Atiwenl ; t t nine 0,cloclt on
, Su)iliy Ui'e wth of Aprij a mwl
1 severe shock, (which asted four seconds, itook
' . . , .,.,. ,,. ,;,, ini,.v.
. ... ... :.,.-.. .,. j.0
fmintry jd f (he rors,Vtl
ana mosi luriii'inie n wis ir imciii, ioi mm
. - . : nra.,abiu,v. u,ere would
naw ,en or twelve thousand victims, so
, smUlen ,,, t0 overwhelming was the finn
o imucn mi u in-mi "o n.i. uum
shnck. Manv however, aupposing the worst
, remained in their houses or in the
! . fcnrfhns- .vlmlii ,n. s,irvj.
i , tft he ule The ,-,, sil0ck occurre,i
, eighteen minutes p st ten o'clock at ni;l,t
. . 0 emv,ninlj
! and left the city an incongruous masof ruins.
The loss of life is variously estima ed at from
one thousand o
olio thousand five hundred
F JuiigeS. h. Worm, in a case recently tried
before lum in i lie common piens 01 wermoni
'county, decided that when a master had per
; mitten a slave 10 visu vmho, uy 11101 on
I made him free. The case in which the above
decision was maiie wasims: a .nr. Anderson,
of Kentucky, had been in the habit of send-
ing a slave named Poimlcxter on er ands
inio. rour ur uvc yciim uiuue, unu uici
Puindextrr had been sent to Ohio, by his mas-
ter, he purchased himself, giving his master
his own notes with endorsers. The suit was
brought to recover on these notes. The
counsel for the defendant plead a wantof con
sideration, and the above facts were given
evidence. The Court held the plea goo ,
evidence showing that Poindexter had often
been sent to Ohio by his masUr before
notes were liver.; and -on the case being
cided, Ike Court dismissed the case at plain
tiff's costs. . ,.
ITMore persons fall out concerning
right road to heaven, than ever got to the
of their Journey,
CTGratitude ia the fairest -blossom which
tnnnn fronrthe soul: and the heart of
t knoweth none more fragrant.
thaw, the river Adige carried of a bridge near
Vienna, except the middle part, on which was
the house of the toll-gatherer, or portef, I for
curving which; and who with his own fnmily.thus
was present, a count of Pulverini, I think,
neM out a purse nf one hundred sequins, as a
'reward to any advent "rer who would take a
"t, and deliver this unhappy family. But
,ne rislt was so great of being borne down by
the rapidity of the stream, f being dashed
"gainst the fragments of the bridgt ,' or, of be
redder '"S erushed by the falling stones, that not one
l,ie vast number of the sptctotors, hadcour-
The following generous action Is worthy of
record; there is somewhat even of sublime in
A great inundation having taking place
in the north of Italy, owing to nn excessive
fall of snow on the Alps, followed by a speedy
remained imprisoned by the waves, and in mO'
mentary danger or destruction.. They were
disfnverrd from the banks, stretching forth
their hnnd, sere lining and imploring succor,
while fragments of this remaining arch were
continually dropping into the water.
In this extreme danger, a nobleman, who
Se enough to attempt such an exploit.
o " ( ". "
k A peasant passing alone, wns informed of
u- , , , . :
llle proposed reward. Immediately jumpin
,nt0 boat, he, by strength of oars gained the
middle of the river, brought his boat under the
P'lo.and the whole family descended in safety
bv eans of a rope. "Cotirare !" cried he
"now yon are safe." By n still more slrenu-
"s effort, and creat strength ol arm, he brought
the boat and family to shore.
"Brave fellow,". exclaimed the count, hand
ing the puse to him; "here is the promised
recompense.""! snail never expose my me
lor money," answered the peasant. "Mv la-
lx,r is a sufficient livelihood lor mvself. mv
wife and children. Give the purse to this
,,r r,.milv. which has lost a ."
Weston, of facetious memory, having bor
rowed on note the sum of five pounds, and
fnilin? in oavment, the gentleman who lent
the money took occasion to talk of it in a pub
lic coffee-house, which causeu w tsion tosena
him a chollenge.
Beinu in the field, the gentlemen, a little
tender in point of courage, offered him the note
to make it up, to wriicn our noro reauuy con
sented, ond had the note delivered.
"But now," said the gentleman, "if we
should return without fighting, our compan
ions would laugh ol us; therefore let us give
one another a light scratch.and say we wound
ed each other.
"With all my heart," says Weston; "come
I'll wound you first."
So, drawing his sword, he whipped it through
the fleshy part of his antagonist's arm, till he
brought the very tears into his eyes.
This done and the wound tied up with a
"Come," said the gentleman, "where shall
I wound you?"
Weston, putting himself in posture of de
"Where you can, sir; where you can."
A lady was complimenting a clergyman on
Ihe fact, lhat she could always recollect and
recite mpre of his sermons than three o I nny
other minister she was in the habit ol hearing.
She could not a 'Couut for this.bnt thought the
fact worthy of observation. The reverend
gentleman remarked that he could explain ihe
"I happen," said he "to make a particular
point of classifying my topics, it is a hobby of
mine to do so, and therefore I never compose
a sermon without first settling the relationship
and order of my arguments and illustrations.
Suppose, madaine, yuor servant was starling
for town, and you were obliged hastily to in
struct her about a few small purchases, not
having time to wri'e down the items and sup
pi.se you said, 'be Mire to bring some tea, and
also some soap, and coffee, too, by the-by'and
some powder blue; and don't forget to bring a
few light cakes and a little starch, some sugar;
and now I think of it soda,' you would not
be surnrised if her memory failed her with
retard to one for two of the articles. But if
your commission ran thus: 'Now Mary tomor
row we are agoing to have some friends to tea,
therefore bring a supply of tea, and coffee, and
augar, and 11 ht cakes, and the next day you
know, is washing day, so that we shall ueed
soap, soda, and powuer blue and siarch;' it i
cmost likely she would retain your orders a
easily as you retain my sermon-" Bol Tranter,
. man named rear
Mtincic; Ia., a depraved and desperate man
who some years since murdered Dr. Wear, was
isst week complained on by hrlf a doten good
citizens for violating the liquor law in some
one hundred cases, for which hi swore to have
vengeance. I he Messenger says .
On Sabbath afternoon he started with one
of these friends, Abijah Williams, a man
of this county, lo go to the house of Thomas
Ireland, another one of them, taking his rifle
with him. On the way they stopped at ihe
house of Preatly Dudley, another of them,--Afier
remaining there an hour they started for
Windsor, and on Ihe road passed through a,
piece of thick brush-wood -in it (hey came to
a path, and on reaching the path Taylor stop
ped, and Wil iams not suspecting nny danger
passed on about a rod nnd remarked, "here's
where Tom Inland's dog was shot." Taylor
replied, "Yes, and here is where I am agoing
to kill you."
He Mint him, giving him a mortal wound,
and is now in custody.
MACRACON IS DEAD.
Mr. John Mncracon, formerly editor of the
Dayton Transcript, and for several years past
a resilient oi tins city, uieu at tne noapiiai las
evening. He was another victim of intemper
ance. Although possessed of a well cultiva
ted intellect, and fine literary taste, it seemed
that he could not resist theovermnstenng pow
er of the destroyer, During the las' year
two, he made several apparently, sincere ef
forts to break off from his habit, but in vain.
At last h has fallen, and many who knew
him will deplore his and fate. Although des
titute of any means of his own, he was Well
cared for during his last illness, and through
the kind efforts of Mr. J. R. Wagoner, was
respectably interred in Woodland Cemetry.
Poor Mac ne aeservea a better late, reace
to his ashes. Dayton Empire. .
(D-An incorrigible wtg, who lent a minister
a horse which ran away and threw his clerical
rider off, thought he should have some ere
for hia aid in spreading the Gospel.
(y-Col. Dillingham.'jnst elected, a Sena
tot horn North Carolina, is dead. " '
Is published evert Thursday morning, ia th
room immediately oter the Post Office, Maia
Street, Eaton, Ohio at the following rate:
tl 60 per annum in advance.
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$2 60 after the year has expired.
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No paper discontinued Until all arrearage!
ate paid, unless at the option of the pobliahef.
UTAH communication addressed tothetd
itor mast be sent free of pcetage to insure at-,
tention. ' ;
UNo ccrnmunicatiott inserted, 4 a Jess ae
eompanied ty a responsible; name.'
the Council Bluffs Bugle gives lh follow
ing description of the newly organ if ed terri
tory: Theoounds of this proposes Territory are
spacious enoueh, ami contain mnch vrry 'ex
cellent landthe Missouri bounds it on the
East, and the Uocky Mountains on the West.
There is quite i number of good useful streams!
that traverse its borJen.
The climate, like our own, is mild and
pleasant, and like all other prairie countries
there is rather over i roduction of wind, and
even in this most sultry summer days a cooling
breeite fen the prairies. There ia littleanow
in winter, it Leing much of the lime pleasant
sunny weathtr tliro-jijh the winter.
The vast herd, of Buffalo, Elk and Deer,
that range this extensive territory would feed
the starving millions of Europe on meat for
The vallies on all Ihe streams are rich and
fertile, but much of ihe high lands away from
the water courses are sandy and not arable.
There are minerals of various kinds already
discoveied, among which are coal Iron, chalk,
magncsin, 4c. There is timber on nearly all
the streams intermingled with the felufl and
I. ,, i , ,. . - l.v'
Us nd va lies, although of a general thm
flier iw sfnrifv Ihrnnoh Tlip rprtitfirv.
there is a scarsitv through the Territory.
The geese, jwon, ducks aud other featheted
gnme a e abundant through this whole Mis
souri region. Amongst the fruits that abound
in Nebraska and in the r -gion also, aie grapes,
plums, chenies, strawberries.'Wack currants,
goosberries, haw crab and thorn apples, -and
in the mountains of Nebraska, the same ber
The Missouri bottoms in Nebraska are in ma-
".' i-- v'""" - --
ber almost its whole length. 'mahacity is the
name in embryo of a city. The locati ns and
ntlvantotes cannot be excelled. Iheaileof
" " wunr.er, i mi es hou.c iu msu ueau.
tifullvand roninni icailv situated for a large
p'aee. Bellevlew, 12 miles below, is equally
nn eligible site in many respects, and has an
excellent lede of rocks on the margin of the
river Neb rsku. Center or Wood Rivei settle
ments, has already been commenced and i
post office established. This is distant, We t
150 miles, and near the Platte river. There is
already five post offices established in Nebras
ka on the North side of the Platte as in the case
wiih Westtm Iowa; thia new territcry willbe
filled soon after being opened, with hardy in
dustrious people from the bast, who will make
her hills mhI dales resound ith the song of
the laborer or dick or the mechanic's tools.
Nebraska. The Firm of "Push & Pull."
Sam Julius whefe did ycu get that eoit f
Julius Down here to Push's.
Sam Whnr's that?
Julius Li'.tle ways down in Braille street,
whar il says "Push" on the door I pushed
and went in. It said "Pull'' on de odder side
I pulled dis coat, and run out. .Jo ton
, - i
ITJ-A yonng woman in town was attacked' a
short time since with symptoms which much
alarmed the family, and a physician wasac
rordingly sent f r. He administered a power
ful cathartic, and the result was an evacua
tion of fourteen pins. A second operation
produced two more. What seems most re
miukabla is the fact that the pins were alt
ben' into hooks, and that the lady cannot ac
coun for their presence much less the fact of
their all being bent. IvVifffimr A'gus.
(IT'Mrs. Partington says, that when she was
agal she "used logo to parties, and always had
beaux to extort her home." But now, she
says, "the gals undergo all such declivities;
the task of extorting them home 'evolves orl
their own selves." The old lady drew down
her specs, and thanked her stars that ahe had
lived in other days, when men were more pal
pable in depreciating the worth of the female
TA lat'y friend says, the first she was
kissed by a "feller," she felt like a big tub of
ro.es swimming in honey, cologne nutmeg arfiT
checkerberries. She also felt as if something
was running through her nerves on feet of
diamonds, escorted by several little cupids in
chariots drawn by angels, shaded honey suck
les, the whole spread by melted rainbows.
tXA woman was giving evidence in a cer
tain '-ase, when she was asked iiy the lawyerj
"Was the young woman virtuous previous to
this affair ?'
"Was she what ?"
"Virtuous. Was 8'ie chaste ?"
"Chaste ? cbe was chased about a quartet of
IH""Mrs. Jone,"sid actHtleman, one day
last summer when railroad accidents were so
numerous, lo a lady whose husband was a
brakesmau, "Mrs. Jones, noyou not feel wor
ried about Mr. Jones while he is on the crs,
in view of the manv accidents that are now
daily occurring?" No, not at all, replied the
contented lady; "for if he is killed I know I
shall be paid for it, because Mr. 'Williams got
340 for his cow whut was run over by the
cars a few days since."
Many a tender tie is broken,
Many a genlle heart distressed,
By a careless sentence spoken,
Spoken only as a jest..
CTlf vou feel as if you didn't know
where to go and what to do kinder chaotio
and indefinite-get married. For bringing
one down to a fixed fact, and making him
feel somehow and somewhere, matrimony is a
IT When traveling, if you put your watch
and w allet in one of your stockings and then
place the latter under your pillow 'tis quite
certain you will not go off the next morning in
i great hurry without taking your property
HTFontenelle, when describing the differ
ence in the mental constitution of the sexes,
says: "Woman has a cell less in the brain,
but a fibre more in the heart than man."
tyMrs. Partington says that she was
very much elucidated last Sunday, on hear
ing a tine concourse on the pardy of the
CDr. "'ranklin says that, "time is mon
ey." This may account for the fact that,
persons, when in most need of money, ask
tCTThe young ladv who "fell in love," haa
just been pulled out by the daring fellow who
"struggled with the world."
UTU ia the great privilege of poverty to be
happy, unenvit d, to be healthful without
physic, and secure without a guard. , .
ETA Washington correspondent, in deseri
bing a beautiful young lady saya "ahe haa a
fact a painter might dwell upon.'M
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