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Poetry for the Your.
FORWARD BOYS, FOWARD.
From the mountain and the river, .
From the valley and the plain,
We are sweeping to the rescue,
Like the billows of the main ;
For the traitor's hand is lifted
O'er our fathers' sacred trust,
And our country's starry banner
They would trample lu the dust
; Then forward, boys, foward,
Our cause it is just.
Shall the Star Spaneled Banner
" Be trepled In the dust ?
By the fires (he pilgrims lighted,
On the old New England shore,
By the ashes of the statesmen,
Who still live forevcrmore.
By onr noble Constitution,
Which have lifted us on liifh.
In thy strength, O God of battles!
We will conquer or we'll die.
' Shall the alters of our heroes,
Shall the gTave of Washington,
Shall the holy soil of freedom -
Fver blush beneath the sun
Shall we prove to waiting nations,
. That the mightiest gift of God
Is a watchword for the traitors,
On the 60il our fathers trod.
So we're gathering to the rescue,
With our millions for defence,
And we pause not in the straggle,
'Till the foe is driven hence;
For the traitor's hand is lifted
' O'er our fathers' sacred trust.
And our country's starry banner.
They would trample in the dust
", . Chorus :
Our Story-Teller. CHRISTMAS PRESENTS;
THE USE OF RICHES.
BY AMY RANDOLPH.
' How brilliantly the level winter sun
shine glowed and sparkled along the
enowy road, that genial Christmas morn
ing. If every leafless tree in the woods
had been a New York belle, hung with
diamonds, they couldn't have scintillated
more brightly in the blue radiance of the
cloudless Eky, while the copses of dark,
mysterious cedars, clinging together like
solemn old monks, tossed their taper crests
at every breath of wind. The very fences,
rough and ragged enough even in the
golden summer-tide, had been touched
by the enchanter's wand, and looked
if they were carved in glittering pearl,
while here and there clusters of scarlet
berries gleamed through the network
the old woods like pendants of flame.
And there was something strangely har
monious with this sweet rural landscape
in the silvery twang of the old stage-horn,
waking all the echoes of the snowy hills,
dying away among the dusky cedars,
the ponderous relic of antique days roll
ed heavily on the road. '
."0, isn't this beautiful!" exclaimed
little Fanny Stewart, leaning out of the
stage-window to let the bracing breeze
blow her curls. "See that lovely slope
of snow up among the black tree-stems
of yonder glen it looks like white vel
vet and there goes a flock or darling
little snow-birds ! O, I can hardly breathe
in enough of this exhiliaratir.g air ! Thank
God for Christmas time !" '
The only other inside passenger
nervous-looking old gentleman wrapped
up to the nose in costly furs, uttered an
indistinct grunt of dissent.
'Don't you think it is a delightful sea
Bon, sir?" asked Fanny, modestly.
JYery dehghtfuL". returned the old
gentleman, sarcastically. "Snow up
your ears everything frozen stiff blue
nded boys bawling songs which they
have the assurance to call caruh, through
th roada, and rheumatism and toothache
in every gust of wind!"'
Fanny could not help smiling. "Still,"
said 6he, hesitating, "I think we ought
tote very thankful " -
"I tell you what, young woman," said
her companion, dogmatically, "when
you've lived to be as old as I am- sixty
two, . this- very Christmas Day you'll
probably discover that wp haWn't so very
many things to be thankful for, after
Fanny Stewart was silent. She teas
very thankful for the brightness of that
Christmas morning and the blue smiling
heaven above. Yes, though she was
only a poor little dress-maker, and her
father worked for his daily bread, there
was something in her heart always warb
ling a perpetual psalm of gratitude. And
the grim misanthropy of her chance com
panion was an inscrutable riddle to her
She ventured no more remarks until
the stage emerged from a sort of hollow
in the road, revealing a brilliant winter
landscape, with a superb mansion tower
ing up on the distant hill, and a cosy
looking village nestling nearer.
" There it is I can see it through the
trees I" exclaimed Fanny, joyously, for
getting in her ecstacy the presence of her
"My father's cottage there, beyond
the tall cluster of pine-trees: He is Mr.
Melworth's gardener, sir, and Mr. Mel
worth owns that tall house with the col
onnade of pillars on the hill. They say
he is a very singular gentleman, sir he
is scarcely ever at home."
"Shows his -wisdom, I should Eay,"
remarked the old gentleman.
"It is a lovely place, and cost a greit
deal of money to build," pursued little
Fannj thoughtfully. "0, if I were only
as rich as Mr. Melworth!"
. "Well, what would you do?"
"What wouldn't! do?" said the young
girl, her eyes sparkling and her cheeks
tinged with varying color; "I would
make every one about me happy on this
Christmas Day! I would send fifty dol
lars to Mr. Gray, the minister, who is
working himself to death on a salary of
just nothing at all I would Eend a pres
ent to poor old Mr. Higgius and his wife,
"Go on let's hear what else you
would do, if you were as rich as Mr.
Melworth!" said the old gentleman dry-
"I would put a hundrcd-dollar-bill
into a blank envelope, and send it to
Harry Marty n!"
"And who is Harry Martyn?"
"He is- he is a very particular friend
of my mother's."
"Oh, I thought sol And of your own
I suppose, too. But what's he going to
do with his hundred dollar bill, hey?"'
"Nothing, sir!" faltered Fanny, a lit
tle abashed, "only he is teaching school
to earn money to go to college, and and
it would help him so much!"
"Ilum-m-m!" commented the old gen
tleman under his breath. "It would be
a very fine thing, wouldn't it, if you were
rich!" . - -
Fanny hung down her head, painfully
conscious of being the object of sneering
satire, but in a few minutes, as she was
alighting in front of the little cottage
among the tall pine-trees, he said kindly,
nodding to her: j
"Good-bye, my little girl if all rich
people made as sensible a use of their
fortune as you will of yours- if you ever
get it the world would be considerably
And Fanny Stewart watched the stage
disappear, with a curious uncertainty in
her mind as to whether she liked the
strange old gentleman or not!
Half an hour later there was a clear
fire burning in the library of Melworth
Place, where the dark' oaken panels re
flected every flicker of the dancing flames,
and the polished holly-leaves tapped
against the casement with the weird mo
tion of the sighing wind.
"Lonely lonely," murmured the old
gentleman as he paced up and down the
dreary room. "All the rest are making
merry at their Christmas firesides, but 1
aai alone. Well Providence apportions
its goods strangely here below! My
little philosopher of the stage-coach was
right when she imagined that the great
est privilege of wealth was to aid the
needy. Strange that I never should
have discovered it before !"
'. He touched the silken bell rope as he
"Send Duncan, the steward, to me; I
want to ask him about some of the vil
lagers." The housekeeper bowed and withdrew.
The stars of Christmas night; ' they
flowed and sparkled like silver lilies in
the blue gardens of heaven, looking down
on the white and silent earth below. Is
there ever a time when nature speaks
more audibly to man than at the blessed
season of the Redeemer's birth?
The great logs, moss-enameled and
crusted with curious layers of bark, were
all ablaze in the wide chimney of old Mr.
Higgins's house; the kitchen clock tick-
ed busily away, and two or three crickets
were quarrelling harmoniously among
themselves under the red bricks of the
hearth. The old lady sat in her antique
rocking-chair, mechanically rubbing the
glasses of her huge silver spectacles, and
her white-headed spouse opposit was
trying to hum the burden of some old,
. "There ain't none o' them baked ap
pies, left, I s'pose, wife?" said he, after a
"Not one." : '
"Good land! what are we goin' to do
for breakfast to-morrow morning?"
"I'm sure I don't know, Philo; unless
you go to some o'f the neighbors, and
borrow a little meal and molasses."
"I can't do that, wife," 6aid Mr. Hig
gins, in a husky voice. " I believe I'd
go hnngry sooner than to beg."
"It ts hard," said the old lady, trying
hard to keep back the tears, by looking
vigorously at the fire. " We never thought
Philo, when you and I was vountr, of
comin' to this in our old age; and all
through no fault of ours!"
" We might be a good deal worse off,
wife," said Mr. Higgins, philosophically.
" I don't see how."
" Why, s'pose one of us was sittin' here
dlune this Christmas night! I tell you,
Rebecca, we two old folks are like a pair
of worn-out gloves-
one ain't good for
nothin' without t'other.1
"You're always finding something to
be thankful for, Philo!" said Mrs. Hitrgins,
brightening up a little.
" I guess I'll shut the blinds," said
Philo, rising. "Greenland and the North
pole! it's snappin' cold to-night! Fine
likely weather, though, for Christmas;
and if . Good Lord! what on earth's
Farmer Higgins started back in amaze
ment at the apparition of a barrel of flour,
topped off by a bag of potatoes and a
goodly ham, encased in a yellow cloth
bag all familiarly encamped on his
" Why, wife, who do you s'pose would
send us these?" he ejaculated.
"They can't be for us, Philo," said
his wife, the momentary gleam of satis
faction fading from her wrinkled visage.
"It must be some mistake."
"Mistake! 'taint nothin' of the sort!
Just look here, will you? and you need
n't put on your specs to read the print
nuther. Here it is, as large as life : ' Phi
lo Higgins, Esquire a Christmas pres
ent.' What do you think of this, wife,
" I think I must be dreaming," said
Mrs. Higgins, rubbing her eyes doubt
fully, " and yet 0, Philo, I thought the
Lord wouldn't forget us!"
" Let us return thanks to Him, Reb
ecca," said the old man solemnly.
There was no more quiet fireside read
ing and application for Harry Martyn !
Ever since that mysterious envelope had
been thrust through the crevice of the
window casement, he had been in a state
of almost bewildering excitement. A
hundred dollar bill! he had never pos
sessed such a thing before in the twenty
years of his hard-working life !
"Now," thought he, ecstatically, "I
can go to college next term, instead of
drudging on here for weary years. I
mean to study law next I wonder
what Fanny will say? Who can be my
nis meditations were interrupted by
the click of the door latch, and the en
trance of a tall, spare man in black.
"Are you here, Harry, my boy? I
knocked three times without receiving an
" I beg your pardon for my abstraction,
Mr. Gray," said Harry Martyn, laughing.
" Come in, sir. I am glad you made your
appearance just now, for I have a most
wonderful piece of news to communicate
He laid the rustling bank note on the
table as he spoke, and related its marvel
" Harry," ' said the pale clergyman,
with a slight flush on his cheek, " there
must be some good genius abroad to
night. I too, have reaped its kindly in
fluence. . See what I fouud slipped un
derneath the doorway, as I was setting
forth, weary and jaded, to visit a sick
He extended a package of bills duly
directed to " the Rev. Anson Gray," ad
: " I do not know what considerate friend
has thought of my dire necessities to
night, but one thing. I do know the
prayers of him that was ready to perish
will descend like dew on his generous
The next day's sun had not mounted
very high, we may be sure, before Harry
Martyn had found an opportunity of slip-
ping across the fields to confide his won-;
drous good luck to Fanny Stewart. He
had hardly finished the recital before
Mrs. Olney, the worthy housekeeper at
Melworth Place dropped in, shawled and
bonneted for a general gossiping tour.
" Well," she exclaimed, depositing her
portly form in an ample rocking-chair,
"was there ever anything so singular as
Mr. Melworth's arriving yesterday, and
remaining only long enough to look over
some papers, before he must needs hurry
off again to foreign parts ?"
"Mr. Melworth!" exclaimed Fanny.
"Was he tall and slender, with keen blue
eyes and white hair, and did he wear a
" Of course that's his description, ex
actly ! But why do you ask ?"
"We have discovered our good genius
only too late to thank him !" said Fanny,
with clasped hands and beaming eyes,
turning to her lover. " You are sure he
is gone, Mrs. Olney ?"
" Yes, sure. He took the early stage
coach to be in . time for to-day's ocean
" Yauished like the benificent spirit of
one of our fairy tales, Fanny," said Har
ry Martyn, smiling. " But our prayers
and gratitude will follow him that at
least he cannot run away from."
Fanny did not answer she was think
ing of her strange traveling companion
of the day before.
The riddle was solved 1
All Sorts of Good Reading.
Interesting Statement of a Texas Refuges.
THE IMPORTANT THE CAPTURE OF SABINE PASS BY
THE UNITED STATES STEAMER KENSINGTON —THE CONDITION
OF AFFAIRS IN TEXAS, ETC.
Sabixe Pass, Jefferson county, Texas, is
one of the most important points in the South.
It lies in the southeastern comer of the State,
and, in conjunction with the lake of the same
name twenty miles long and eight miles
wide is the outlet of two of the largest and
most important rivers of the State, the Nat
chez and Sabine. The passage of the this
lake into the Gulf of Mexico is called Sabine
The Sabine, Natchez and Angeline rivers,
which connect with the Gulf through this
lake and pass, are navigable by flatboats at a
high stage of their waters for hundreds of
miles into the interrior the Sabine for eight
hundred miles and the Natchez and Atigeline
for five hundred. Its advantages as an out
let from the interior over Galveston can be
seen at a glance, Besides its lake and the
rivers run close along the western boundary
The pass has been, since the commence- j
meut of the rebellion, and more especially
since the rigid enforcement of the blockade
at large parts of entry, used by the rebels for
running in contraband goods and amunitions
of war to a large extent, much larger than is
known to be public. Over two hundred tons
of powder alone have been smuggled in here,
and small ai ms, guns and ammunition in large
Mr Kirkpafrick, the narrator, had been cm-
ployed in Texas as conductor and builder of
the Eastern Texas Railroad, which was just
commenced when the rebellion broke out.
This road was being built by the State gov
ernment. lien the rebellion came on they
refused to pay him, except upon their own
terms. He received their obligations, which
he alterwards converted into merchandise,
with which he loaded a schooner. He got a
pass from the military authoritcs, which was
afterwards revoked by the Provost Marshal.
The goods were disposed of at a sacrifice, and
the rebels used them. Being determined to
j get away from the rebels at ail hazards, he
was not to be foiled by the failure of his first
attempt so he loaded the schooner with cot
ton, gave the required papers when he was
allowed to depart, not, however, until after
he was boarded by the troops at the fort.
He was a short time after boarded by the
Kensington, to whom he voluntarily surren
dered his schooner and cargo, ne them im
parted all the information he possessed to the
commander of the Kensiglon in reference to
things at the pass, and also to the command
ers at the station, including Commodore Far
ra'gut. Au expedition was speedily organized, on
his information, for the capture and destruc
tion of this rebel rendezvous, Mr. K. and his
sailing master acting as pilots. This expedi
tion, reaching the pass October 13, was sig
nally successful. The guns four in number,
of larger caliber were dismounted, and the
buildings around the fort totally destroyed.
After some five or six days a small rebel
steamboat was captured in the Calcasieu river,
which flows through another important pass
called tho "Dan." Willi this boat another
expedition was fitted out, and proceeded up
the lake about nine miles abova the pass to a
large railroad bridge the only land connec
tion with the town guarded by some three
hundred infantry and cavalry. As the boats'
crews neared the bridge the rebels made a
charge, but were met and repulsed by a dis
charge of canister and shrapnel from the how
itzers, and they retreated to the prairie or tall
grass. The bridge was then completely de
stroyed, preventing all interecourse with the
town by land. Thi next morning Captain
Crocker went to Broadway, about three miles,
driving in their pickets to the cavalry bar
racks. He turned the howitzer upon them,
and one round drove the rebe! in every di-J
rection Over the prairie in great confusion.
He then proceeded and completed the de
struction of the place, which had been but
partial before. The Unionists did not lose a
In this expedition were eight schooners
and one steamer captured, and seven schoon
ers and eight steamers blockaded in the pass,
which must eventually fall into our hands or
be destroyed as another expedition was being
got ready to clean out the nest when Mr. K.
Besides this, two thousand bales of cotton
fell into the hands of the Unionists. The
guns and amunition left by'Walker in Hon
duras were brought into this place, and are
now being used to promote a great rebellion
by the fire-eating Texans.
Yessels drawing fourteen feet can come
safely through the pass. It has no doubt
been secretly used by the rebels since the ini
tiation of the rebellion, and has been the
channel for conveying to them a vast amount
of stores and munitions of war, while the
cotton, which is so abundant on the Sabine
and Natchez rivers and the country adjacent,
has flown to European and other markets
through this outlet from and inlet into the in
terior. Prior to the successful exped'tion
mentioned above, our blockading fleet seems
to have overlooked these important passes,
and paid sole attention to Galveston, on the
Mr. K. does not believe there are more
than 2,G00 rebels in Texas at this time under
arms, and they are broken up into fragment
ary bands, and posted at various points in the
State, overawing the Uuion men, who are
without arms, crushing out the last vestige of
freedom in her borders, and committing all
manner of the most revolting cruelties upon
A young man, a native of Delaware, a
colporteur of the American Tract Society,
doubtless, or of the American Bible Society,
was seized by one of these fragmentary bands,
and on the trumped up charge of having sold
the " Helper Book" in the course of his labors.
The colporteur denied the charge stoutly, pro
fessing his willingness to suffer the most con
dign puuishment that could be inflicted upon
him by any proper tribunal in the State if he
had thus infringed its laws. After submittins
to the mockery of a hearing by this self-con
stituted tribunal, a la Judge Lynch, the col
porteur was hung by the neck to a tree, fag
gots of fatty pine being first placed around
its base and lighted, where the horrid sacrifice
on this alter of rebellion expiated the charge
(not proved) imputed to him by these regu
lators of morals, with the sanction of Jeff.
Davis, in Texas. Mr. K. has the names of a
number of citzens of Texas who can sub
stantiate the truth of this statement.
A gentleman from San Francisco, who start
ed for Washington, was shipwrecked at Hon
duras. He shipped in a schooner that was
running to Orange Inlet, Texas. Out of means,
he went to work to obtain them, to enable
him to pursue his point of destination. While
at Orange he received an old letter from the
Postmaster of Washington, acct r ling to or
ders he had previously sent to a friend to have
his letters forwarded to him at Orange. The
postmaster at Orange, an intense rebel, cir
culate the report that he was in correspond
ence with the Yankees. A provincial mob,
in its fell fury, was soon aroused. The au
thorities arrested the man and placed him in
jail, from which he was soon taken by the
mod, tarred and feathered, and ordered to
leave the town in ten hours, ne left within
the time. The leaders of the mob held a
consultation, and the fact was mooted that he
was a dangerous customer, and one who
would defend himself at all odds if attacked,
or revenge himself if unmolested. Six men,
heavily armed, mounted fleet horses and fol
lowed him. They overtook him five miles
from Orange, and speedily overpowered him.
They put a rope around his neck and tied
him to a tree, his feet just touching the
ground, stripped the clothing from his back,
and then proceeded to scourge him with
withes until he was dead. When he was
found, some days afterwards, his body was in
gashes and reeking with gore from head to
foot. It is the opinion of Mr. K. that Texas
has furnished more men in proportion to her
population than any of the other Southern
States. She lias already fnrnished 00,000
men to the Southern army, in addition to
the forces now oppressing the remnant of her
male population. The greater portion of the
men now remaining in her borders are either
superannuated secessionists or Union men,
who by the shrewdest subterfuges have man
aged to elude the conscription act preferring
to incur the vengeance of Texas partisan sol
diery to taking up arms against their old gov
ernment. Hundreds of persecuted residents of
Texas have fled from rebel y ranny into Mexico
over the Ilio Grande at Matamoras. There
are some three of four hundred now await
ing an opportunity to go into Mexico. What
a commentary on the rebellion ! American
citizens fleeing into benighted and downtrod
den Mexico !
. At the first conscription the wealthy in
Texas generally escaped. At the last con
scription this class were drafted or conscript
ed remorselessly. The rebellion in Texas is
on. its la-:f li' flt tli:u moment rnil nritliinrr
can prevent lis oeing again in tue union out
decided successes of their army in other quar
ters. "... .
. From Mr. K.'s statements it would appear
that rebel officials are as found of swindling
their government as some of ours are. Gen:
Morose, Quartermaster General of Texas, is
accused of having taken cotton placed in his
hands to be sold for .old for the purchase of
munitions of war lor government purposes,
and putting it into the hands of speculators
to buy arms, &e. They return about ten per
cent of the gross amount placed in their hands
in arms and array supplies, and pocket the
balance, while the poor soldiers go Calf fed
and clothed. This is only one of the manj
ways in which the poor soldiers are being
filched in the confederacy.
Flour is now selling in Texas at $32; salt
12 to 15 cents per lb., corn meal, $3 to $3,50
per bushel ; coffee, $3 to $3,50 per lb., tea,
$10 to $12 per lb., and other necessaries of
life in propotion.
Two hundred thousand beeves have been
sent from Texas since the rebellion, and yet
they are plentiful, showing the natural adapta
tion of the soil of Texas to grazing. Cattle
are still being sent from the State to the
Southern army. It is not known by what
Mr. K. represents that the inhabitants on
the western and northwestern borders were
in a state of constant alarm for fear of renew
ed depredations by the Indians. Many out
rages have already been committed on help
less women and children by the Camanches.
The condition of this class ot the Texan po
pulation must be indigent and deplorable in
the extreme, sons, husbands and brothers be
ing far away in the army, leaving the care
large families and estates in the hands of the
Mr. Kirkpatrick escaped from the hands
the rebels on the 13th of August, 1S62, after
repealed attempts. He is an uncompromis
ing Union man. He is here to recover his
vessel and her cargo, which was taken as
prize by the Kensington when he regained
his libeaty. In consideration of the service
he rendered in the breaking up of the rebel
nest at Sabine, he richly deserves what he
asks of the government "
Sam Houston is an unboubted Uuion man.
Bis son was forced into the Southern army,
and wounded in one of the engagements. He
is regarded with suspicion by all the rebel
sympathizers. To illustrate the little respsct
that is paid the "Liberator of Texas" by
Texans, he had occasion one day to visit Sa
bine, and on entering the dining room of the
hotel found all the chairs at the table occupied
by rebel officers, and not even a waiter
an officer showed him the common courtesy
of endeavoring to provide him a place at the
table. . He left the room chagrined and mor
tified, to await the second table.
A Brave Boy.
Neak Lake Shetek, sixty miles south
west of New Ulm, a family was surpris
ed by Indians, the father killed, and the
mother seized as a prisoner, but two chil
dren, one twelve years and the other two
years of age, ware concealed from the
savages in a neighboring thicket of grass
and weeds. After the alarm, the moth
er thus eoncealed her children, her last
words to the elder boy being to " save
his little brother and never leave him."
The Indians disappearing with their
captives and plunder, the brave lad, rcilh
his baby brother on his back, started for
started for the nearest settlement, subsist
ing on wild fruits and roots, and reach
ing New Ulm in fourteen days. About
half-way on his journey of GO miles, he
overtook a neighbor named Ireland, who
had laid down to die, having been struck
by no less than eight bullets, and who
insisted that it was hopeless to escape.
" But" was the heroic reply of the boy,
" my mother's last words were to save
my little brother, and I am going to do
it." This devoted courage crave new life
to Ireland, who struggled foward, ud all
reached New Ulm without accident. Ire
land is now recovering.
On the next day after the arrival at
New Ulm, the mother of the children
was brought in by a scouting party. Tho
Indians, finding her an incumbrance to
their retreat, and not being at the mo
ment disposed to kill her, had left the
woman on the prairie, and after wander
ing many days, she was re-united to her
children. St. Paid Press.
Joser-H Bowman, of Pimpcrton, is celebra
ted for the large size of his " trotters." He
is said to be the person who keeps a tannery
in operation for the purpose of furnishing leath
er enough to keep him in boots and shoes.
But that is said to be a falsehood by those
who know him best On one occasion, want
ing his boots mended, he stopped at the door
of Bill Hill's shoe shop, and thus accosted the
cobbler, who was busy at work within :
" Say, Bill, can you half-sole mv boots to
day?" Bill, who stuttered a little, came to the
door, and after taking a long and apparently
anxious survey of the weather, answered :
" Yes, if it d-d-don't rain."
" Why, Bill, what difference would that
make ?" said Mr. Bowman.
' " Why," said Bill, " my ss-sh-sh-shop ain't
large, and I th-thought I could bring my
b-b-bench ouc d-dors."
One Tritism. The President made one hit
in his message which will be generally indors
ed. ..He pays: "Fellow-citizens, we cannot
escape history. We of this Congress, will
be remembered in spile of ourselves." True
words. - Its dissolution on the 3d of March
next will be unwept, unhonored and unsung.
Its light will go out with the almost univer
sal acclaim of the nation. Statt Smtintf.
There is nothing like moral suasion. It
has grown to be a great and controlling insti
tution. The best example of the same occur
red in San Francisco recently.
An acquaintance of ours was junior partner
and occasional salesman in a firm whose busi
ness it was to sell fish-hooks, cod-lines, rope's
ends and other odds and ends. One day a
John Chinaman, followed by a train of about
ten of his countrymen, ranged tandem fash
ion, entered the estabiishmeut, and after peer
ing around for a few seconds exclaimed :
" Cotton seine twine got him ?'' . "
" Yes,'- was the answer. .
"now much take?"
" One dollar a pound 1"
" Urn ! give fifty cents 1"
" Get out!" siad the junior partner, with
menacing gesture, and John Chinaman depart
ed followed by his tail and countrymen.
The train passed the door several times and
at length re-entered. John looking around
as though he had never been there before,
again inquired :
" Cotton seine twine got him ?''
" How much take ?"
" One dollar a pound.'
" Um ! give seventy-five cents."
" Get out!" cried the excited partner, and
the Chinese population departed as before.
The wild geese procession paraded past
few time3 and re-entered. The spokesman,
after gazing around some, lifted up his voica
a third time, and he spoke :
" Cotton seine twine got him ?"
" How much take ?"
The salesman whispered to Patrick, tho
porter, to hand him a clever. This had, bo
grasped the astonished John Chinaman with
his left hand, and raising his clever with the
right, exclaimed : -
" One dollar a pound !"
John gave one look at the cleaver, another
at the face of the salesman, and yelled out :
x lane uuc iiuuuicu uuuua i
The bargain was thereupon closed. So
much for moral suasion.
The Douglas Monument.
We heartily endorse the article given be
low from the London Democrat
Soon alter the death of the lamented Steph
en A. Douglas, an Association was formed,
in Illinois, designed to be rational in its
i ..- r i r :
ble monument in commoration of ti e fife and
public services of that illustrious Patriot and
Statesman. The plan adopted to raise the
necessary funds was, to issue a handsome en
graving, representing a full length portrait
and the laU resting place of tli'e illustrious
Statesman, with an additional design repre
senting the Goddess of Liberty. Commit
tees have been appointed in the different
States of th Union, empowered to furnish
these enrravintrs unon application.
Daniel P. Rhodes, Esq., a relative of Mr.
Douglas, and a gentleman of high character,
standing and integrity, is the committee for
this State. By enclosing one dollar to Mr.
Lhodes, at Cleveland, a person will receive
the above valuable engraving and a certificate
of membership of the Association. The ob
ject can not fail to strike the mind of every
lover ol his country and its institons as a
noble one. No citizen certainly can with
hold his tribute of respect to so devoted and
60 noble a champion of the Union and consti
tutional rights, as was the noble Douglas.
whom all men, since his premature death,
" delight and honor." Let all contribute their
mite to rear a testimonial of his country's
Our readers will please notice the advertise
ment headed Douglas Memorial.
Old Ben Hayden.
; that the broad door-steps of one of the hous
very ! es in Bedford Square was his bed-room, and
j invited his companion to take a ' shakj down
with him as it was so late. His friend agreed,
Is an interior town in old Connecticut liv
ed an odd character named Ben Hayden.
Ben had some good points ; but he will run
his face when and where he can, and never
pay. In the same town lives Mr. Jacob Bond,
who keeps the store at the corners. Ben
had a score, but to get his pay was more than
Mr. B was equal to. One day Ben made his
appearance with a dog and wheelbarrow.
" Mr. Bond, I want to buy two bushels of
corn, and I want to pay you the cash for it"
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t eijr ncii, .-AIU Ju. AiJU QV UlC UVIU
go up stairs, and B. puts up the corn, and Ben
tikes it down, while B. stops to close up the
windows. When he gets down, he saw old
Ben some way from the store, making for
" Halloa, Ben! You said you wanted to
pay the cash for that corn."
Old Ben sat down on the handle of his bar
row, and cocking his head on one side, said
" That's all true, Mr. Bond, I do want to
pay you the cash for the corn, but I can't"
A ritirN'D of my own tells rather a good
story of two convivial youths who were re
turning from a public dinner in a state of ob
fustication. One ol them took it into his head
and the pair proceeded to divest thcra-elveH
of some of their clothing, and laid down : each
with his head resting on the scrapers, as it.
might on a pillow. An eirly policeman found
them sleeping softly, their hats, and coats. &"., '
suspended on the rear rating, their boots ar
ranged with supernatural accuracy and neat
ness, side by side, upon the edge of the tipper