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Z, RAGAN, Editor and Proprietor;
OR, T11E COQUETTE'S FIRST LESSON.
BY LILLA HKBBBRT.
"The following afternoon Lizzie Car
rington was sitting iu the parlor. Her
fiiBters Lad gouc out with Mrs. Carrington,
and the young girl was stationed at the
table with a book in her hand, when the
door Buddeuly opened, and Sinclair enter
ed. Lizzie thought there was something
unusual in hid appearauce, and as he ad
vanced toward her he said iu a tone of
sadness 'Lizzie, I hae come to bid you
"Good bye !" she exclaimed, starting
up iti surprise 'where arc you going,
cousin Ernest ':"
"Lizzie, have 1 nut often asked you not
to call me cousin Ernest?"
"Yes, but I will though, for all that
why shouldn't I," she replied pettishly.
"You are unkind, Lizzie, aye, and cruel
" cruel I unkind !" sho repeated,
holding up her hand in pretended amaze
ment, 'you have lost your manners, sir,
and I will not bo either so unkind or cruel
as to listen to you till you regain them."
And as she spoke she was about to leave
the room, when Ernest caught her hand.
.' "Lizzie, dear Lizzie," he said, 'stay
but for a few minutes, for I have much to
say to you." '
"AVcll, then," said she, re-seating her
self, and looking in his face with a most
provoking smile, 'let us sit down and talk
politeness to each other."
"Do not trifle thus, Lizzie !" exclaimed
Sinclair, and he rose and paced the room
with hasty steps, For a few moments he
continued to do so, and then turning to
his young companion ho said in a voice
full of emotion, "Lizzie, listen to inc.
Since I first, beheld you I have loved you '
"Oh, Ernest!" exclaimed Lizzie, who
nt the mention of the word 'loved,' had
sprung toward the window 'do come and
sec this Highland soldier, he is something
worth looking at. Come, Ernest, pray
"Lizzie Carrington !" and for the first
time the young girl was startled at his
tones ; "I came here to bid you farewell.
I shall depart in a few days for Europe,
yet one word from your lips might alter
my purpose. Shall I go or stay ?"
Her lip curled saucily, and she replied
in a tone of perfect indifference :
"Pray, do as you please, sir !"
Alas, poor Lizzie! She was not an' adept
in the art she had chosen to meddle with,
and had not therefore wisdom enough to
perceive that sho had gone too far.
Ernest Sinclair's cheek was very pale
ns he now stood beside her, and taking her
hand ho said, falteringly ;
"I leave you, Lizzie. Be kind enough
to present my adieus to your family. . I
cannot, do it myself. Farewell !" ,
He turned away a light laugh broke
from Lizzie's lips, and she exclaimed :
"Farewell, coust'i Ernest.'!, .
Another instant and he was gone. , -
Five minutes afterward and Lizzie Car
rington left the parlor singing, as she went,
'I'd be a butterfly,' as unconcernedly as
though nothing had happened.
"He wi'l come again," murmured Liz
zie, as she thought over the affair that
night, aud her' heart reproached her for
the part she had acted. 'Of course, he
will come again." But when three days
passed away and ho came not, sho began
to lose her accustomed cheerfulness and to
wish most earnestly that ho would roturu.
"Mary," said Mr. Carrington to his
wife on the evening of the fourth day, 'I
met my friend Sinclair this afternoon. He
seemed to he in great haste, and when I
iuquired the reasuu of it, replied thai he
was to sail in an hour for Europe."
At this, announcement the color left
Lizzie's face and she betfitme deathly palo,
but no one noticed her emotion.
"Gone to Europe I" cxclaimod Mrs.
Carrington, in sryjf rise.
"Oone to Europe !" repeated Miss Jane.
"Oono to Europe!" ejaculated Miss
rhkip, with a start of amazement, 'Gone!
n :'-t- -
and without bidding any of us farewell !"
' Yes, he has indeed gone, aud for some
years, too I But surely some of you were
aware of his intended departure ! Ho in
timated to me that he had bidden farewell
to all of you."
Lizzie who by this time had regained
her composure, found it necessary to speak.
"Mr. Sinclair was here four days since,'
she said, in a low voice. "He told me he
was goiug to Europe," aud as no one was
at home but myswlf, he bade iue good bye
and requested mo to deliver his farewell to
my sisters. But I hud quite forgotten to
do so," .
Mrs. Carrington fixed her eyes search
iugly upon Lizzie's fae, but the latter did
uot observe the close scrutiny to which she
was subjected, while Miss Chloe said, as
she sailed with a highly offended air to
ward the door :
" Very well, J.izzic, I shall remember
this thoughtlessness of yours. You need
uot think that others care as little for their
friends as you do' The door was slam
med violently to, and the wrathful maiden
"What's the matter with Chloe V ask
ed her brother, with a smile : "Has she
given Ernc,st the mitten, or has he given
it to hor ? which is it, Lizzie ?"
But Lizzie did nat reply. She, too, had
moved toward the door, and in another in
stant had left the room.
"Mary, dear, what has happened to dis
tress you thus?" asked Lizzie, in a tone
of alarming o'hc i morning about a mouth
after Sinclair's departure, her sister return
ed from a walk, and entering the sitting
room, seated herself upon a sofa and burst
into tears. For some moments Mrs. Car
rington was unable to reply, but'when she
became calmer, she said :
"Lizzie, Mrs. Hamilton is diad !"
"Dead ! That beautiful lady dead oh
Lizzie'i soft eyes filled with tears, and
for a few seconds there was silence in the
room. At length she agaiu spoke.
"When did she die, Mary, and how ? I
knew not that she was even ill."
"I will tell you all, dearest Lizzie, and
may her sad fate be a . warning to you.
You kuow how very beautiful she was,
Lizzie. Well, that beauty was destined
to be her bane. It gave her a strango pow
er over the hearts of others, and sha used
that power in a way which her Maker had
never intended her to. She was a co
quette, Lizzie, aud the same manner and
actions that daily brought new admirers
to her feet, also broke a noble ht-art : a
heart that idolized her and whose affection
she in secret returned. . He died aud she
was miserable ever after ; aud, though at
the earnest request of her family, she gave
her hand to the wealthy Mr. Hamilton,
her heart was with him who slept iu the
grave. I had always been. her most Ulti
mate friend, and to me her thoughts were
ever confided. And it was thus that I be
came acquainted with her mournful histo
ry. A few days ago I visited her, andshe
told me then, with tears iu her eyes, that
sho most bitterly repeutcd her youthful er
ror, and that if years of heart-rending ag
ony could atouc for the past, her sin would
be forgiven. For three years she had been
the wife of Mr. Hamilton, yot during that
time, as she assured mc, she had never
known a happy momout t She then be
trayed to. me her conviction that she was
not long for earth, and bado me, in a hol
low voice, for her sake, warn all who were
just treading the paths of life to avoid he
dangerous way sho had once eutcred. This
morning she was found still and cold upou
her vouch, and a sweet smile the first
ouo that had dwelt there for a long, long
time, rested upou hor lips. . They called
her name aud tried to rouse har,, but the
death-dew was already upon her brow.
The death-spirit had been there to set his
signet upon that beautiful face !
Oh, Lizzie, if ever you feel a disposi
tion to turn from the heart that loves you,
I bid you in her name, beware I Rather
assume acrowu of thornes .than, wear on
ymir brow tho wreath of homage offered to
the coquette for there is not a flower com
posing U that docs not coutuiu poisou in
its bud and air up iu, iu foliage 1" :. !
' Heart stricken, und trembling iu every
Motci) to American 'MstM miwtWttumt' nnj
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STEUBENVILLE, dlHOJVEDNESDAV, AUGUST 15, 1855.
limb, tho young girl turned from her sis
ter, and any one who had beheld her at
that moment, would have been alarmed at
the ghastly paleness of that youthful face.
Lizzie Carrington had learned a lesson !
AN OLD FKIKND THE YELLOW ROSE. .
"Oh, tho heart that ha truly luved n'er forgeU,
But a truly love on to the close ;
Ah the huh -flower turns on her god when he sets,
The Bailie look that sh turned whoa ha rose."
Just five years after the event recorded
in the last chapter, all the family of Mr.
Carrington save one were assembled in the
parlor to welcome a t ranger, eveu Ernest
Sinclair 1 More than one well know n voice
gave him a kindly erecting, but he missed
her whose smile was the brightest, aud
whom he foared, yet longed to behold.
Suddenly the door was unclosed uud
Lizzie Carrington appcarod. How beau
tiful she was ! No longer the, childlike
girl but the lovely wumau, there was a
graceful dignity iu her step that she hud
not possessed when Ernest. Sinclair had
last gazed upou her, and as she advanced
toward him, and ho oiice uioro held that
little hand within his own, his heart beat
wildly, though his countenance betrayed
not the emotions that were inwardly at
work. Lizzie's bright face showed not
the least semblance of agitation ; she, too,
had mixed much with the world since they
had last met. If she felt anything she
had learned concealment, and she uow
stood before him with tho colduess aud ap
parent iudifference of a perfect Btranger.
With a chilled huurt Lruust binelair turn
ed from the lovely vision, lor he was con
vinced that he had never been beloved by
A fuw tniuurcs after, at the request of
her brother, Lizzie was seated at tho piano,
and her fiugers moved lightly and feeling
ly over the keys as, to a plaintive melody,
she sang the following :
Forgive me, forgive me, the error i past,
Oh, say that thine auger for aye will uot last,
A ad breathe forth the (.train of affection once
That beautiful heart-dream, oh, let me live o'er !
Forgive mo, forgive mo, and never again, .
Will 1 cause thee a nioineut of grief or of pain,
I know I have wounded, I suffer, forgive,
And let not my words on thy memory live.
Forgive me, forgive me, nay turn not away,
Can my lip toar a biuile, cun lay heart e'er be
If so cld is thy glance, if so stern U thine eye?
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive or I die.
Why did Sinclair start and gaze so ea
gerly upon the face of the finger? Could
it be ? But no ! Not the least trace of
emotion was visible there, and he agaiu
turned from her in disappointment as he
said to himself, 'she is still a coquette,
aud yet she might have chosen a more ap
propriate soug, if it were only in consider
ation of the feelings of one who has loved
her too well.' And Ernest strove, but in
vain, to still the throbbings of a heart
that yet worshiped her, wheu that worship
was a source of naught but misory.
"And now, Ernest,' it is your turn to
favor us with a little music;" and Henry
Carrington handed his friend a guitar, his
favorite instrument. Sinclair hesitated
a single instant, and then he took the gui
tar. His hand swept with spirit over the
chords iu a fit of pique he suug :
Tour cold nes I heed not,
Your frown 1 defy,
Your' affections 1 need not,
The time hns gone by
When a flush or a smile on that cheok could
My soul from its safety with witchery's wile.
Then, lady, look kindly,
Or frown on ni still,
No lunger all blindly, , ;
I yield to thy will,
Too tightly you diew the light reins of command
And your victim is free, for they b'oke in your
, "Bad, ,
Ho ceased and loud applause was show
crcd upon Jiim . by every voice but one
Lizzie alone was silent, and Ernest did not
ralso his eyes to her : faoe, or he would
have been struck with tho expression of
deep suffering that rested upon it.'
During tho evening the conversation
turned upon flowers, and fepry Carring
ton, eager to let Sinclair view some rare
exotics that ho had lately purchased, com
missioned his sister Lizzio as the youug
,man'sguido. ;,y u.. . ;i- ; I
Silently flic led the way-r-sho ; would
have given worlds to have escaped, but
fate had ordained jjt otherwise. They en
tered tho conservatory, and Lizzio pointed
out the flowers to which her borthcr had
referred, leaving Sinclair to iuspect them
while she proceeded to collect for him a
small bouquet, for which he had expressed
a wish. '
"I must examine my bouquet and inter
pret its language if it be possible," said
Ernest, as she presented it to him. As
he spoko he held up a book which he found
lying upou a stand nenr. Its title was,
'The language of flowers.' 'Ah !' ho ex
claimed, 'here are some of my floral fa
vorites : heliotrope, which signifies 'I trust
iu thee ;' myrtle, 'love j' white-rosebud,
'the heart that knows not change j' rose
geranium, 'preference;' yellow rose what
is a yellow rose the emblem of ? let me
discover," aud he turned over the leaves
of the book. At length he paused and
"The yellow rose the symbol of co
quetry. Here aru some lines beneath'
aud ho read them also :
" Heed not her sigh
'Tig falsehood's breath I
Trust not her eye
Belief is death !
A serpen I't coil
Thy strength may burst,
No power can foil
Her snares aocurst 1"
"Nay !" he exclaimed, 'were the flower
a thousand times fairer, I would uot caro
to possess it." In another instant he had
thrown the rose upou the flour, placed his
foot upon it and gruscd it; aud as he did
so, Lizzie Carrington fell lifeless at his
"Lizzie, dearest Lizzie, forgive me !"
exclaimed Sinclair, as he knelt down and
raised her iu his anus. But she answered
uot, her eyes were closed and her check
was ashy pale.
Wildly he bent over that drooping form,
murmuring broken words of love and press
ing passionate kisses upon her forehead.
At length the color came slowly back to
her cheek ; she opened her eyes aud, lean
ing her head upou her companion's should
er, burst into tears.
"Look up, sweet Lizzie, look up, belov
ed," said Sinclair, in a voice of extreme
tenderness, 'and say that you forgive me
for being so cruel."
"Oh, Ernest ! rather let mo ask your
pardon for all that passed between us years
ago. Forgive me, dearest Ernest, and if
a heart that has over been devoted to you
can atono for the past, it is yours.1' -
At that moment the door was softly un
closed, and sister Chloo peeped in ! Ouc
glance was sufficient. Tlfe door was clos
ed as silently as it had been opened, and
Chloo walked away, muttering as she went,
sundry observations upon decorum, which
had they reached the ears of those for
whom they were intended, would undoubt
edly have stricken them with remorse.
There was a wedding a few mouths af
ter at tho house of our friend Henry Car
rington. The bride was his sister Lizzie,
and the bridegroom guess who it was,
What 'Sam' Means.
Everybody has read of the pereginatious
in this couutry, recently, of an ceceutrio
iudivid ual whom the newspapers denomi
nate 'Sam.' It is evident that this mys
terious personage is tin indefatigable poli
tician, aud very foud of visiting tho polls.
We have beon puzzled for a long time
to fix his identity to discover whether he
was Sam Houston, Undo Sam,' or some
foreign gentloman of distinction, who had
travelled along. A few days since we ask
ed a prominent Kuow Nothing a learned
doctor to explain the mystory, and he
expressed his readiness to comply with bur
request. Whether he lias done ho in good
faith or not we can uot say, but hero is his
explanation, which at least is ingenious
and remarkable :
'Sam,' he says, takes his name from tho
initial letters of the following formular.:
' Septcntionulu America Ma gutter'
that l to say, S..A. Al. .meaus 'Master of
North America.' . . : . '.. w'a Ia
: If this is uot tho true reading f the
riddle it is good enough to be irric.: It
seems to iuiply that tho aforesaid! Sam is
the 'coming man' of tho United States
whoso rule no one shall gainsay. Perhaps
however, ho is come already, or porhaps he
is only 'goming,to come p. iVftat.
What Constitutes Riches. .
We are indebted to a friend in Wash
ington city for the following very forcible
illustration of 'what constitutes riches.'
We need not add that tho auccdote is en
'To be rich,' said Mr. Marcy, o".r wot
thy Secretary of State, requires ouly a sat
isfactory condition of the mind. One man
may be rich with a hundred dollars, while
another, in possession of millions, may
think himself poor ; aud us the necessities
of life arc enjoyed by each, it is evident
that the man who is best satisfied with his
possessions is the richer."
To illustrate thi idea, Mr. Marcy rela
ted tho following auccdote :
'While 1 was Governor of the State of
New York,' said he, '1 was called upon
one morniug at my office by a rough spec
imen of a backwoodman, who stalked in,
and commenced conversation by inquiring
"if this was Mr. Marcy?"
1 replied that was my name.
'Bill Marcy?' said he.' '
I nodded assent.
'Used to live in Southport, didu't ye?'
I answered in tic affirmative, and began
to feci a little curious to know who my
visitor was, and what he was driving a
'That's what I told 'cm,' cried the back
woodsman, bringing his hand down ou his
thigh with tremulous force ; 'I told 'em
you was the same old Bill Marcy who used
to live' in Southport, but they wouldn t
believe it, and I promised the next time 1 j
cuuio to Albany to come and see you aud
find out sortain. Why, you know mc,
don't you Bill V
I didn't exactly like to ignore his ac
quaintance altogether, but for the life of
mc I couldn't recollect ever having seen
him before ; and so I replied that he had
a familiar countenance, but that I was not
able to call him by name.'
'My name is Jack Smith,' answered the
backwoodsman, "and wo used to go to
school together thirty years ago, in the lit -
tlo red school house in old Southport.
Well, times has changed since then, and
you have become a great man, and got i
I shook my head, and was going to con
tradict that impression, when he broke
'Oh ! es you arc ; 1 kuow yeu are rich!
no use denying it. You was Comptroller
for a long time; and the next we heard
of you, you were Govoruor. . You must
have made' a heap of money, aud I am glad
to sec you gettiug along so smart. You
was always a smart lad at school, aud 1
knew you would como to something.'
I thanked him for hU g'wxl wishes and
opinion, but told him that political life
did not pay so well as he imagined. "I
suppose," said I, "fortune has smiled up
on you sinco you left Southport ?"
"0, yes," said he; "I hain't got noth
ing to complain of. I must say, I've got
along right smart. You sec, shortly alter
you left Southport, our whole family mov
ed up iuto Vermont aud put l ight into the
woods, and I reckou our family cut down
more trees and cleared more land than any
other in the whole State." .
I' "And so you have mada a good thing
out of it. How much do you consider
yourself worth ?" I asked, feeling a little
curious to kuJw what he considered a for
tune, and as ho seemed so well sati.iGed
with his. j j
"Well," lie replied, "I dou't know ex
actly how much I am worth ; but I think
(straightening himself up) if all my debts
were, paid, I should be worth threo hun
dred dollars clean cash 1" And he was
rich, for ho.was satisfied. Knick. Maga
zine. : ,
A Rascal Somb years ago a noted
warrior" of tho Pottowattaniio tribe presen
ted himself to the Indian agent at Chica
go, as one of the cliffs of his village, ob
serving, with the customary simplicity of
the Indians, that ho was a good man and
a very good American, and concluding
with a request for a drain of whisky.
The agout replied that'll wiis not his prac
tice to givo whigkey to good men that
good mcu ncvori asked for whiskey, and
never drank it when voluntarily offered.
That it was bad Indians only who demand
ed whiskey. 'Then replied tro Indian,
quickly, in broken English, ''we' rascal."
(iltncraliTlntcIlwncr.1 iIi" 'flt1'
VOLUME I. NUMBER 32.
Onward and Upward.
The course of the Amcricau cause is on
ward and upward. The true American
sentiment will prevail in defiance of polit
ical hacks and venal partizan papers. It
is a powerful magnet that draws the great
body of the people around it. The true
Amcricau cause is uot a crusndo upon men
on account of their birth-place. The true
Amcricau pays the proper homage to ge
nius whether it first saw light in the High
lauds of Scotland, on quays of Dublin, in
the wurk-house of England, the'eottage of
the French or German peasant, or within
sight of the Vatican at Home. He re
spects the man, wherever born ; but he
claims the truth of the principle that .the
Frenchman is tho best calculated to-govern
France, tho Englishman England, the
Irishman Ireland, and tho Scotchman
Scotland, the German Germany the Itali
an iuly, and the American America. Th'B
is what the true American claims and this
claim he will maintuiu to the last moment
of his existence. . While he. firmly main
tains this political creed, he extends the
right hand of fellowship to the whole
wurld. and is ready to shelter the oppres
sed and down-trodden of all lauds, but not
to feed their paupers aud criminals.
The true American knows that, here
after, God will uot inquirv ou what side of
a'inoitutain a man was born. He will not
judge men by their birth-place, but by
their acts. His sacred word, the political
text-book of tho American people, teaches
us that Moses was better qualified to gov
ern the people of Israel than Pharaoh : so
does Wisdom teach us that Anierieaus are
better qualified so govern America than
Foreigners. The American people, there
fore, have not built their house upun the
sand but upon a rock that will withstand
the billows of foreign influence and polit
ical corruption, and their course will con
tinue to go onward aud upward as long as
one heart remains to throb at the mention
of the name of the great leader who led
the American people up out of. the laud
of bondage, through a sea of blood, into
the laud of liberty. As long as f.Iic name
of Washington lives, so long will Amer
icans-cherish and perpetuate his principles
the principles of the American party.
They will never cease to love God and
their native land America' Own.
He Would Peep. t
Joe Dovetail had a wife, a strong miud
ed wife. She looked upou Joe as a sort of
necessary evil, treating him very much as
a lady did her husband on tho N orth Riv
er Steamboat, who ventured to object to
some arrangements for travel, when she
shut him up suddenly, by telling him in
tho hearing of a dozen passengers :
'Why, what is that to vou ? If 1 had
kuown you were a-goiug to aet so, I would
uot have brought you along.'
But to return to Joe aud Mrs. Dovetail.
They were always at home, though Joe
was rarely seen there or elsewhere, Sho
had long trained him to the habit of re
tiring under the bed when company called,
aud so familiar had he become with that
retreat, it was a question w hethcr iu ' de
l'alt of personal .service, a warning to u
military traiu.'ug, would hold him unless
under that bed, as being his 'last usual
place of abode.' During the stay of Mrs.
Jot-'s I'ricuds, he occasionally thrust out
his figure-head, and defied the shakes ami
frowns of his wife, till growing valiant
and desperate, ho at last sang out 'My
dear, you may shako your head just as
much as you please, but I tell you as long
as I havo got the the tpirit of a tnaii, I
will pey '"
Clay Which. It is a little remarkable
that mcu should appeal to the prejudice
of Clay Whigs against Mr. Chase, when
the great issue between parties relates to a
measure consumated by Clay, with -which
his fame is intimately idcutifiod, which
Chase sought to maiutain inviolate, and
which his supporters now seek to restore.
Wo aro a Clay Whig, and it ia because we
arc a Clay Whig,; that wo would sustain
Chase in his glorious opposition to tho re
peal of that compromise which was one of
the chief monuments to Clay s memory.
Of all other men. Clay Whit's should, in
this crisis, bo the .friends of .Chase, Lo
gan Gazette,, ... ... , .
mil 1 v.
" fcayQuestious of hiomcut require dc;
liberate nnwer.: ' - ' !: " J
H A N N U' M;;
INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE.
A Warning to America and Americans.
Miss Anna Ella CarroH.'of Maryland,
h: 8 commenced the publicatiuii of a book
iu tho New York Crusader, under the title
of 'A Warning to America and Americans.'
The Express says Miss Carroll is couuect-
ed with the old aud honored Carroll funn
ly of Marylaud : w ith Charles' Carroll who
signed the Declaration, and with the re
spected Archbishop Carroll, who fondly
hoped to ceo his church independent of
Rome, aiid. whowe judge, had ho. lived,
would uevcr have submitted to the impo
sitions of tho papacy as practised in the
present day. Miss Carroll, in introducing
her book to the public, and which, we hope,
will do great good iu a noble cause, re
spectfully alludes to bcr Roman Catholic
ancestors, and gives her reasons for enter
ing upou the work of addressing the pub
lic in behalf of her country and the Pro-,
tcstant religion, and thoroughly imbued
with the American spirit, Mis's C, ,dpdi-
cates her book to the President of tho
American party, to whom she says :
" You then can permit the delicato hand
of woman to assist in the culture of tho
vine and the olive, which flourishes only
on tho soil of freedom ; and to resist tli'J
attempt now industriously being made to
supplant tho laurul by the cypress, the
sassafras and hickory by the plilm-trce and.
shittim wood 1' ' :
'Ah, Suke! you aro sicb a slick gaf,
Hcigho!", ; . , . , v..
'La! ain't you ashamed, Jonathan?'?. -,
'I wish I was aribbiu, Suke!'' ' ' " '
'Why for, hey?' 7 ,
'Cos, may be you'd tie me round that aro
nioj neck of yours, and I should like to bo,
darned if I ihouldu't.'',' , ,
'0, la! there oomos mother. Ruu!'-
'No. 2.-'Ah, J'juaiuuu! I heard SOUiclhiu'
'La. nowj Suke! you don't say so?,'' .
'Yes, indeed, that 1 did, und a great
many said it, too,'
'La, now! what was it, Suke?'
'0, dear, I can't tell you.' Turning
away her head.
'0, la! do now.'
'0, no! I can't.'
'0, yes, Suke!!
"'La, meJohathau! youdorestera body
so.' "' ' ' ' -
Well, do please to tell me, Suke
'Well, I heard that -0, I can't telt
'Ah, yes!' come now, do.' Taking her
'Well, I didu't say it, but I heard
What?' Putting an arm around her
waist. ' '
'0,' don't squeeze mc so. I heard that
that' turning her blue eyes full upon
Jonathan's 'that you und I wcro to be
Head 'em or Die.
The richest thing that has recently cmi
natcd from any political body is the pup
lishcd resolutions of tho Demociatio Com
mittee of Stark County, as adopted at their
meeting ou the 28th ult. Read them and
seo 'the ridiculous figure they cut on pa
"Whereas, Certain office holders in this
county having been elected by the - Domo
cracy, to wit: U. T. Feather, Treasurer,
W. F. Evans, Prosecuting Attorney, IVcr
Chance, Recorder; and Lcander Auderson,
Clerk, have, since their election; united
themselves with the so called Know Noth
ing association, and some of whom aro now
seeking a nomination from said dark-lau-tern
order, thoiofore, , ,
lietlvea That we regard it us our duty
to thus officially uotiliy the Democracy of
Stark county of the base ingrutitudo and
treachery of the above named officers.
lletolved, That we recommend to tho
Democracy the propriety of exposing ,tk
traitorous conduct of the above named de
serters, on all proper occasions, so as to pre
vent them fioui practicing any further de
ception upon honest men. ...
Rcaulved, That it shall te tho duty , of
each Central Committee man to guard tho
pulls at the Democratic Primary meetings,
from any improper voting. ; - i .
.Betolved, That these proceedings, be
published iu tho Stark County Democrat,
On motion the meeting adjourned.'
J. J. IIOFMA. Pretident:
J: 0. MORSE, Secntary. . - j
A few momenta of divino sweetness iu
secret prayer is an antidote to any sorrow
or trouble," ' ' ' ,