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1 ,50 PER ANNUM SI N G L E C O P I E S:' - IP PAID IH ADVANCE, PIVE.CBHTS. . i. i. Z. 11AGAN, Editor and Proprietor. Interesting Miscellany, vjJ ui YAKUT DT DRESS. la hit original creatiort man was form ed to manifest his God-like appearance widiout the showy appendage of dress ; but the fall having its effect upon na ture in an entire revolution upon the earth, rendered it necessary that a covering should .be adopted. Hut in process of time what was at first adopted as a mat ter of necessity and decency, degenera ted with the weak minded and vain into a love1 of display. This was manifested in a most conspicious manner not merely in the dress, but in the ornaments attach ed, so that In process of time, what at first was a garment, became a mass 'of tink ling ornaments. Not only were those or naments attached to the dress, but also placed on parts of the person, where no 'coveting was necessary, such as rings on Mie fingers, and the ears and with some nations, as among many Indian tribes, and other savage nations of our time, the nose and even the li's, were bored and filled, with barbaric ornaments. ' That among the earliest times this was customary, we can see from Eleazar, the steward of Abraham, showing to Rebecca his appreciation of her kindness, he placed upon ber a largo amount of jewelry worn by the Egyptians that the quantity bor rowed by the Israelites, without the in tention of returning, was called spoiling the Egyptians, or equivalent to a very great and serious loss. In a nation so rich as Egypt, the amount of jewelry thus collected must have been very great to seriously affect their wealth. The Israel ites retained the same love of barbaric eplender during their, existence in a na tional capacity, and retain it to this day as there U scarcely a Jew. peddler that cannot display upon his person much valuable jewelry. ' The boring of the ears is retained at this time among the most civilized peo ple, -although limited chiefly to females; it is a foolish remnant of barbarism and should be abolished. Indeed, in the more intelligent and refined classes of society, it is so looked upon and abandoned, yet many cling to it with such tenacity that they bore the ears of even little babes, thus, in reality, disfiguiing them for life, and torturing them cruelly and uselessly. We do not object to wearing jewelry, indeed, , we like to see it tastefully ar ranged upon the person, but we object to mutilating the ears, which are, if well proportioned, the handsomest ornament of the, face, but the stretching them with hoops of gold or glass diamonds, distorts and spoils their proportion. ; The ornamenting of dress and diessing neatly and handsomely, is right and ne cessiry to avoid singularity in society but when carried to excess, as it is by brainless fops, and too many ladies, who have no other way to, attract attention degenerates it into the vulgar vice of van- - ity. Where we see the person uselessly covered with showy masses of costly dress, we may safely infer that there is a 'great weukness in the internal formation of the brain ; indeed, when we see a lady weeping the sidewalk with flowing mas aes of costly silk, we always consider it . as a sign hung out, " stating "I have not intelligence, good sense or other useful attraction to captivate the mind, I there' fore will captivate the eye with outward show.' ( ; Nature is in these matters an excellent j teacher; every thing which she presents as the most useful, is the simplest dressed lathe eve.. .The violent is a plain and pimple' flower, but is superior to all oth .rs in fragrance,-while the , gorgeous ahlia, is without any pleasant odor. ,',The fcose, in its wild state, is a simple , 'Bowec. but, iU fragrance fills the surround ins: air with sweetness, but cultivate it ..so as to make it showy, and it loses all. The peacock and the bird of paradise, are the most gorgeous of leathered creatures, , yet are destitute of any other quality, ex cent such as is disagreeable. The thrush . robin, and mocking bird, are most plainly ..dressed, but who of us have not listened i .iWltli enraptured ueiigii wi meic glorious ,iy)tesi.H Who would exchange the sweet eingi'ng mockinj bird for the mostfor j lletlilg Jfltirnal, geously plumed peacock with his harsh voice t In selecting a male assistant, no sensible person will chose a man because his bat is faultless and bis clothing, shows more care than his mird. No ' person who desires a happy partner for life, will select a lady because she wears upon her person a dry goods store, or jewelry shop. Vanity in dress is the name of barbaric absurdity, and when we see it on the increase, we argue a degeneracy, which can only be checked by intelligence. FOR TUB' TRUE AMERICAN. . Western Sketches. Muscatine, Iowa, Jan. 10, 1858. Mr. Eoitor: The True American reaches me punctually each week, keep ing me posted on affairs in Steubeuville, and its contents are of great interest to me. Meanwhile, I piopose to say some thing to your readers, in an humble way, about Iowa generally, and Muscatine in particular, so far as my knowledge goes, which, though limited, is sufficient to convince me that the west is considerable exaggerated the east, especially in re gard to its cities. WLde I acknowledge that the cities of the west grow fast, with a due regard for truth, I must say that New York and London still have a slight chance at predominence, and in all proba bility will not be compelled to acknowl edge their inferiority for somo months to come. It is a notorious fact, that some men " interested" have endeavored to convey the idea that Iowa, in general with the West, has greater natural advan tages, and is inhabited by a more enter prising class of citizens than the older states this has been done by speculators who, not willing to let " good enough alone," have gulled the people with over whelming stories and caused men who were well situated in their old homes to leave, and try new ones in the West mistaken mortals. Taking an opposite view, and scraping up facts favorable to the West, it has, I ibink, been considerably slandered on some points. ' For instance, the weather has been represented as being exceeding y cold, which is to some degree the truth, but I have seen colder days in Ohio, than I have as yet, in Iowa. I speak for this part of Iowa Muscatine county, which is rather in the southern part of the state. The Mississippi is now open at this point, although it froze over in November, not however firm, enough to allow pedes trians to cross on the ice. Muscatine county has some beautiful land, and the farmers will in lime be able to do their work witb greater ease than in more hilly and nigged states where the land is not so favorable to the use of machines, indeed they are used here now almost altogether by the more extensive farmers. Although wood is burned to a great extent in Muscatine, coal is easily obtained, pari of it coming from Rock Island county, 111., which lies opposite this place. -Wages are belter in this country than they are in Ohio, but the price of living is something higher also. Taking a stand between toe advantages and disadvantages of this country, I think it is decidedly some," it not " more," and may say as has been said before, that ' it is the place for a young man, or any man of limited means," for being a new country, it is not so flooded with "old fogyism." Homes can be bought here for less than in the east, and will in course of time, be equal tb the best. But to man established in life, " don't subject yourself to tho inconveniences of a new country." Iowa, like her sister stales, is a victim of the general financial revulsion, and al though destitute of incorpoiated banks, is overflowed with " sbinplasters, the In security of' which will perhaps come down heavy on a number of business men in Muscatine. Nebraska "wild cats' have had quite an extensive circulation bre, but the people are getting afraid of them, and handle them with oaution. The newspapers hereabouts keep us such i spirited discussion, on this subject, that a person might be led to think that the editors were wild cats themselves, i rue, Muscatine has been blessed with few sus pensions, break-ups, fcc, hut accounts of the suspension or business men ana oi newspapers throughont the state are very comnton. "1 ; " - The State election having passed of? to the success of the Republican parly the principal political topio with the ex ception of some excitement about Doug las' " great speech" is the Iowa Sena' torship. ' It generally thought that Gov. Grimes will be the man, although some Republicans are in favor of knock ing him into " pi." - S. E. J. I ' ,, i -nil i i II, , a . . If the Bible were a' weekly ' journal how many communications ! would it re ceive signed, "A constant reaaori ' ' , ':!:. (luery What kind of a whip ' does a ship use when "driving Deiore me wind? jpctoteli Iff $iwitan Jnfcrtsfs, fitento, Science, ana (Srntral ntfllignt. First Hate LoveStpry, jjFKOM THE MEW YORK PRESS. COURTNEY DASHWOOD. concluded. ... They had recently commenced reading Shakspeore. The subject for the day's reading was "Romeo and Juliet." He began. II is voice was rich and melodious, wafting the magic words of the great poet with double force to the ears of his auditors. At first, he read well, but calmly ; soon fired with the subject he rose, and declaimed as he pro ceeded. Ilis auditors scarcely breathed. Their eyes were fixed anxiously on his face. They hung, as it were, upon his lips, under the double power of the song, the voice. He paused not. Though he had read the play before, he was as deep ly interested as they to whom it was new. Presently he sank almost breath less, on the seat, whilst Leonora and Frances in vain strove to conceal their tears. " What nonsense J" suddenly cried Frances, rising, and breaking in upon the charmed silence, which had lasted seve ral minutes, ' how weak we are to grieve at imaginary evils ! I shall go and pick flowers, while you moralize over tho sorrows of Juliet and Romeo, who goi into all their troubles by disobeying their parents. Good bye." And she left them alone, under the in fluence of one of the most enervating and passionate of Shakspeare's many tales. There was still silence as they sat, each brooding on their own thoughts. " Leonora," cried Courtney, suddenly, as he placed himself by her side, I can control my feelings no longer Why should I conceal them T There is a voice in the air, in the blue heaven, on the earth beneath, which bids me love ; the accents of passion are whispered by the birds which sing around us. Leonora, my heart is full to burgling. I must speak or die. I can restrain myself no more. Cousin, dearest, hear me. Ever near you by day gazing on your perfections, by night droannng of them you have become my universe, my soul, my every thing. I feel within me the high aspira tions, the burning thoughts, the will which makes man do daring deeds, that ead to renown. But I must have an ob- ecl a reward ; and that object, that re wards is'jou, I have no other." She would have checked him. But he raised his hands and eyes imploringly, and proceeded: Hear me out, the pent up torrent must find vent. I must speak or die." And with that native eloquence which true passion gives, he spake. When the young are above peuriliiies, when their's is no parrot whining, learned by role out of novels, when it is really the heart which speaks, the first gush of their love is a glorious sunrise, as bright, as beam ing as effulgent, as the ordinary passion ol modern boys is vapid, ridiculous and sensual. The rale at which we live makes half our youth believe that the heart has spoken when the senses only are alive. . ' Bewildered, astonished, taken utterly by surprise, Leonora heard him. It would have been difficult to have checked the voluble flow "of words which burst from the ' caged recesses of his heart. In a voice half inarticulate at limes from anxi ety and passion, he told his day dreams, his hopes, his fears. " Your love, or the world is an utter blank," he said at length. " I am at your mercy, Leonora. Do not reject the prayer of one who lives but for you." 11 Uourtney, ' said , Leonora, in low, sweet accents accents that went to his very heart "I have been too much in your society not to appreciate, as all must who know you, your very many good qualities. Perhaps 1 have been to blame or this would not have happened. I will not deny that I have been ai faulty as yourself. We have associated too much together, considering that the time is fast approaohing when I am to betour brh thefi wijer Courtney turned deadly pale, and lean ed against the bench for support. In the selfish pursuit of his own ideas he had utterly ignored the past. '. .. You my-r-brother's wife 1" gasp ea ue; ; 'The arrangement has been made, and 'tis too late now to alter it," replied Leo nora, in as calm accents as she could as sume. ' , "'. . ' " You do not love me 1" cried the pas sionate youth. ' " My God !" said the girl, tears gush ing to her eyes, " will he then force me to speak. I, too, have been living in a guilty Piradise. If it will'please you to know it, learn that the insidious poison for poison it is has invaded my. heart also. - Your fatal passion is returned Hush 1 I speak thus frankly because it is ihe first and last time we must ever speak on tho subject. I am the. affianced of another, and that other one dear1 to you IIis honor and' happiness concern as STEUBENVILLE, OHIO, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 3, 1858. all. He has IrastedTJs and weliave de ceived him. Let us deceive him no more. Courtney, it must be so. We must as sociate less together, or I must have a solemn pledge that this topic shall never be renewed. On his return, he mini know all. This one involuntary burst of grief he might forgive a coniiuuation of it would be criminal." " He may release you,' hey, " and then." began Court- I am liis wife," said Leonora proudly, when he shall claim me. I can hear no more." Cold heartless girl," he exclaimed, casting himself at her feet, will nothing move you T" My love you cannot claim," contin ued Loonora ; " do you wish to lose my respect, my friendship !" " You or nothing. Life, honor, for tune, all are nothing, if yorire not mine. What care I for brother, or" f Hush sir!" said tho girl. " I can not allow this to continue. I can hear no more." ' f " Brother aron mad !" Is this your fealty to JairW?" exclaimed a grave and sorrowful voicCear theny Courtney started to his feerr and saw Frances standing beside his co&in. The young girl's fane was suffused with tears, but calm and determined. " You are right, and I am very wrone, exclaime Courtney gravely. " I have- heard all," said Fanny. " I was s6 startled at your first cry that I came back. You saw me not. I hall leave you together no more. 'Tis I that that am the el dor now, and if lhave al lowed this to happen once, I can allow it no more- Come, help me pick flowers not a word you promise me." Both, scarcely able to suppress a smile, followed. But though they assisted the young girl in making her bouquet, their thoughts were elsewhere, far away on the stormy sea of love. chapter i v . Meanwhile James Dashwood was in Italy. He had soon become tired of Ve nice, and had returned to Naples. This spot with its renowned bay, had charmed him more than any other he had seen in the land. The dark rule of a miserable government alone caused him to donht the propriety of a permanent residence, a thing not even to be thought ot by any but an Englishman. But James Dashwood, while sympa thising with the miseries and sufferings of the middle and upper classes the go vernment warily keeps the ignorant mas ses chiefly on its own side was not trav elliog with political views. He was wandering about to kill time, and had thought thai a likely matter, where The ray Of a bright sun cjn make sufficient holllday. As was natural, then, to his age, he plun ged rather into pleasures than political researches, and scarcely knew that the victims of that dark and horrid regime were perishing hourly by the sword, the cell, and in exile. He saw only ihe bright side-r-the bay with its " phantom like cities and villages nestling at the feel of lulls ; the town, the sky, the water, the beauties visible to the eye. He looked not beneath the surface. Rich, speaking Italian remarkably well, he was readily admitted into Italian so ciety. , Ilis tutor sought to introduce him chiefly into the very best circles. 1 lie Marchese Bernardo was, at that moment the leading fashionable in IN spies, a man of no note without political bias that is without heart or sympathy but a courtier and a wealthy personage. Here the gra lined young man met parlies ol both sex es who pleased him much. He soon be came familiar, and joined in their more intimate circles. ; The handsome young Englishman, scarcely a man, but for his polished education, became a favorite. One evening James noticed in a corner apart a group which attracted his attention for a moment from the gayer hearts around. It was a man of about sixty thin, pale bis -face worked by number less furrows, but with a lofty, and even haughty mein, which strangely contrasted with the utter absence ol riband, or deco ration, wom upon his breast There was. moreover, an air of dogged resolution about him, which had on many occasions nearly proved his ruin. - Near him, was a fair girl. She was not more than six teen. : With rich auburn hair, blue eyes, and a transparent complexion, which was strange in that clime, she had the features of the man who sat beside her. ". Who is that beautiful girl V whis pered James to a young man who sat near him. ; The daughter of old Forleguerri. He is a ' lunatic a republican.' He's just back from exile, as stiff in the back as ever," replied the other, a government man, of course. 1 ' James Dashwood bowed his thanks. A quarter of an hour later he was being introduced to the old Sicilian patriot, who had been brought home almost ' against his will, by powertui ana wealthy rela lives'. The desire to see Italy before he died, had probably influenced his decis ion. "You are English," said the Count Fortegueni, with a stately bow and a smile ; " my daughter is half so. Beth elda are you not !" ' " I love both the land of my father and that of my mother," replied the blushing girl, in excellent English. The eyes of James Dashwood spark ted with delight "You speak my native tongue," be said "this is indeed a pleasure." Seating himself beside them, he at once commenced an animated conversation with the patriot and his daughter, to the great horror of many of his friends, who char itubly divided his motives into several cat egories. Some, and these the most char itable, thought the English aristocrat ma king game of the democrat, others half thought he might be smitten with the charms of Bethelda Forleguerri, and in tended to make her Lady Dashwood. The majority half hinted that his designs upon the daughter of the poor and proscri bed noble must he dishonorable. Luckily for James' peace of mind, he knew of none of these surmises, and continued on his way, ignorsnt that the world blisied itself at all about his affairs. For nearly a month the young English-. man was constant in his assiduities ; but though be met the Forteguerris often, he never ohjgjned the honor of a visit to their house. The rumors continued, and even grew apace. In Italy a married woman may have a host of lovers, with out exciting the susceptibility of one among her numerous relatives, not except ing her husband ; while every bough in the genealogical tree would shake with horror at the idea of a fault in a girl. James, then, was greeted with scowls, which he noticed not, was tormented by hints which he scorned. He still paid undivided attention to the youi.g girl. J be father was nattered. He laid the assiduity of the Englishman, in great part to his own really interesting conversation. As for Bethelda, her destiny being a con vent, anJ notoriously what else can be done with poor girls of a family ? it ne ver entered the old patriot g head that any one conld think of her. Even when serenades were heard tinder her window, the old man only smiled at the politeness of the rich Englishman. . CHAPTER V. As is often the case in this world, the marked attention of James Dashwood for Buthelda Forleguerri caused men, who would have passed her by unnoticed, otherwise, to look upon her, and looking, they lound that she was lair. Among these was one Pietro di Vergani, nephew of the Viceroy of Sicily, a haughty, rich, and dissolute young nobleman, who at once discovered that the ''little girl" was worthy of selection Tor a scheme, which, though tho idea crossed his mind with the rapidity of lightning, it took time to mature into resolution. Fraud, not force, was needed to carry out his design. ihe tjount forleguerri inhabited a small villa, the property of one of his rich relatives, situated in the suburbs. The street was steep and rather narrow A portion of the walls of the house abut ted on the public way, while the rest was concealed in a garden with a high wall In this wall was a small door. A window with a balcony hung over the street. It was beneath this that James came with his band of wind instruments to perform. Une night it was when the moon bed veiled herself behind a jealous cloud the musicians had concluded their duty, and James, who always lingered awhile, suddenly remarked that the window had been pushed open, and a head peered cautiously out. It was a woman's though concealed wholly by the hood of a dark mantilla. Despite the darkness, which appeared to increase every moment, James could make this out He knew not what to think. That Bathelda wish ed to hold communication with him was doubtful. She saw him every day, and though evidently flattered by the sere nades, had taken no verval notice oi them. It true she had been eloquent with her eyes, but that counts for nothing, Suddenly James who was close against 4he wall, and almost under the balcony, heard something rustle above,' and then a rope ladder fell close to his head. With a deep sigh, he moved away. That ro' mantic, but in general, guilty means of gaining the apartments of a lady was not intended for him. In the bitterness ol his heart he cursed the sex, and deter mined to leave Naples the very first thing in the morning. Something, however, he knew not what, checked him, and retreating to the shadow of the door, he waited. . ' He had scarcely done so when he dis tincuy saw a tan ngure, masked and cloaked, approach the rope ladder. He was not alone. Three men, equally dis guised, walked slowly behind James thought of Triboulet, and his master, King Francis I., and the truth flashed across bis mind, The outrage of the 'JRoi i amuse was once more to be repeated. The young man knew Naples too well ever so go forth unarmed. - lie hod a brace of revolvers, and a small sword. He prepared for action. ' 1 be first figure slowly ascended the ladder, strode into the balcony, and en tered the room James heart beat violent ly. Was it an elopement, or an abduc tion. In the first case be had no right to interfere. His jealousy gave him no excuse for betraying a woman. He wait ed then enduring such agonies of grief, rage, doubt despair, as onk belong to the jealous. Suddenly the man re-appeard, having in Lis arms what appeared a senseless load. Grasping the form in one powerful arm, the lull masked figure hastily commenced his retreat. , Now satisfied as to the character of the out rage, James could have shot the in truder. But he scorned such an advan tage,, and feared to injure her. It was strange, though, she was so silent. As the man reached the ground Dash wood was close to him. , Cowardly villain 1" he cried, "un hand her. What means this base out raget" . ., " Take the girl I ' whispered the mask to one of his companions ; "'tis the mad Englishman he will spoil all. ,,-) What followed was terrible. The three attendants on the principal ruffian hasten ed to obey. But three reports, so rapid, as to leave no room for the otheis to pro tect themselves, followed each other. And at each report a man fell. With a steady hand, and unnerring aim the En glishman had shot the satellites of the chief, who himself astounded at the havoc committed by an arm quite new to him, let fall the girl, and drew his sword. "Back ruffian 1" cried James, whose sole thought was for Bathelda ; ' I will not cross swords with you. Go, cowaid aud midnight robber 1 and learn the scorn an Englishman can visit on one of your race. With a cry of fury and bitter revenge, the Italian sprang at him, wounding him in the side. "Dog thou art ! and as a dog thou shall lie !" said James, coldly, as he fired his revolver full at the other's breast. At this instant appeared at the door of the garden the Count Forleguerri, and a servunt woman. The former was sword in hand, though half undressed, while the girl trembled violently. 'Uring tbe lantern ! "shouted James, in a hoarse voice, as he raised Bathelda up ; my God, is she dead I ho cried, as he found her without motion or life. ''No, she breathes. By heavens, count, your daughter has been drugged for this night's work. It was, indeed, a picture. The count in an old dressing-gown, ghastly pale, a sword in one hand, a light in another, bending over the inanimate foim of his child, held in the arms of Dashwood. the four groaning, writhing forms of the mid night marauders, and the woman with clasped hands, and glaring eyeballs in the back gronnd. It was worthy or the mas ter hand of some native artist. - Bearing Bathelda in his arms, James briefly told his story. The father heard him with perfect fury, and once sure that his child was sale rushed out into the street as a patrol came up. Despite the feeble resistance ol tbe other, he unmask ed the principal offender. It was Pieiro di Vergani. " Who has done this bloody deed ?" asked the young officer who commanded the watch " ihe viceroy s son. Hang' ing will be too good for him 1" . " Sir raolo," said James Dashwood, gravely : "I am the author of this deed 1' and with a wave of the arm he comptised me wuuie lour victims. ' You, Sii James !" replied the aslon isned youth. . m . a ' He alone !" groaned Pietro, in bit ter anguish ; " but waste not precious moments. Let your men bear us home. Cospello, but you have spoiled mv sport for some time if not forever, Corpo di Baeco i but your bullets are red hot Touch him not, Paolo," he whispered to tbe omcer, " the least said about this matter the better." " We shall meet again," said the fierce Sicilian noble. . " At Philippe," cried the Neapolitan with a groan. MYour hand," suddenly whispered James, who felt faint ; aid me in, count Ihe wound in my side has drawn more blood than 1 thought If I am wanted sir Paolo, you know where to find me."' And James departed, assisted by the count, leaving the watch to remove two dead bodies, and two wounded snflereis, the first results of that night's guilty fol ly. They found Bethelda slowly recove ring in the frauds of her handmaid. Prob ably the sa.na treacherous hands which bad given the drug had secretly applied the antidote. ' . CHAPTER Via ''Y-'V'- Nearly a fortnight after the events re corded above, James was still an inmate of the Villa FilangerL His wound had VOL. 4-NO. 5.. been more severe than be expected, - He , had brought much of his baggage id the " house, and his own man .servant i the ,j tutor remaining at the hotel. ; ' .," . a Pietro di Vergani had been in pent of his life, but as, Respite his dissoluteness, ; be was, in his way, a man of honor, he had told the truth,' so that the young Englishman escaped all aouoyaiice-eveii the formality of an examination except a fee to the commissaire de policet as tho French have it. ' :" He was then in a fair way to recover from his wound but not, we fear, front hi wounds. The sword of Pietro had touched only the outer flesh, but the ' eyes of Bathelda Fortegueni had reached , to his very heart. ; i There he sat by an open window whence he could gaze out upon the bay, s Bathelda was by his side. ' : "We have much to make us happy in ' England," he said, "but not this sly, this sun. this bright and balmy air- Would I could here forever dwell." f. , A deep sigh followed his words. , "Why not '' replied a timid hushed . voice ; "'cannot you too, find a home be neath this fair firmament t" , ; "No." cried he, . gravely, "duly, and honor call me home.' I have already, . stayed too long for my peace' in this world." " "t' CONCLUDED Olf BECJKD PAGE. " ' Publlo Poisoning, , , .s Several persons have reeently died at, Norwich, Conn., it was feared, from lead' poison, taken into the system with the water supplied from "Kenney's Aqua-1 duct" The Norwich Courier says the worst fears are confirmed. A quantity of this water was lately sent to Dr. James R. Chilton, chemist, New-Ywk, for ana lysis. He states that it contains lead in solution, in the proportion, as near as her can estimate, of four grains of lead to one gallon of water. The water thus tested was drawn from the supply pipe which has supplied for years the family of Dea con Charles Lee, and there is no reason to suppose it was any more strongly ira- . pregnated than that used by every other family supplied from the same equeduct The Courier says, "The aqneduet which has thus been doing its work of death,' has been in operation for many years ; probably not less than 25 and how many, young and old, have gone, within that period, to prematura graves, no one can tell. But busy memory, in the minds of those most familiar with the history of families residing on Church and , Wash ington streets, recalls cases after cases of death, the symptoms of which point to the; poisoned water of this aqueduct as the cause. Among the living,' too, the in stances are, alas! but too numerous and sorrowful, of weary, wasting deseaae, depriving of present enjoyment and cloud ing luture prospects." ( . bvery "now and then" we have sim ilar statements going the rounds of tho papers, and ihey are loo well-founded J but none of our larger communities seem to heed the warning ; lead pipes are hid down wherever water is introduced into, houses. The fact that in London, or somewhere else,some remain uncorroded, is assumed as proof positive that all is right . though it is welt known that whatever . occasional exceptions may occur from peculiar conditions of water, lead, aa a , general rule, does yield its poison to wa ter. Boston abked her physicians, when she introduced water into her habitations, if lead would be safe ; refering to foreign cases, they said yes. It was . hardly in troduced when the Slate Assayer, an an thoriialive practical chemist, declared in the public prints, that, on repeated trials of water, taken from different houses, and thoroughly tried, he found the deadly poison in all ; but the Bostonians con tinue to drink away at their poisoned r jets. Fpes were pulled up at Lowell, full of corroded perforations. , At Wor cester, Dr. Woodward, of the. Insane Hospital, was smitten under the poison, and the State Legislature provided for the , expulsion of lead pipes from the building, , ana the substitution of iron. ; in una eitj the wholesale process of poisoning is go . ing on without apparent public concern. .' The lead pipes, years sgo, were turned out of some of our city hospitals, because, the doctor found them complicating fs- tally the disease of their patients. .; llosta . of our physicians, ; including Mr, Mott, and such men, have given written testi mony against them,' and kicked them out of their own houses. Still, scarcely a. new house goes up without them and no publio effort is made to enligtea or re lieve the people respecting their destruc tive effects. f ' V i,. , i. ,' ' The effects of lead poison are deplora ble; bul in most, instances, insidious and slow, though sure. Almost every bodj is more or less sick almost every body has tome chronic ailment; yet how few stop to enquire for the tf.use ! .There; la feason to believe thai our great ciiua &;a paying terribly dear for the petty econ omy of lead instead of iron of tin pipes'. CAr. Advocate and Journal , : ,,