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KA1IE LEE AND WILLIE GRAY.
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Two uirn head with tossing Cnrta,
Bed lips shutting over pearls, r (
Bant bet, whit and wet with Sew,' r '
Two eye black, ana two eye blue,
' -lJtJ hoy Mfiriw( they, .. i V
Katie Lee nd Willta Gray.
-.,..1.. Taeyww siting where brook.
Bending like a shepherd's took,
Plached Its stiver, and thick ranks
Of willow fringed tw banks
. . Ilalf in thonght and bair ia play,
Katie Lee and Willie Gray.
They had checks Uke cherries red; .'. '
He nU!ei 'most a bead; ,
She, with arms like wreaths of now,
bwung a banket to and fro, . r
(As they loitered, hair in play, f .'
Cluttering to Willie Gray, - 1 '
Pretty KatiB," WnHe said. '..
And there came a danh or rd
Tbroopb the brownnew of the cheek ,
Boys are atronc and jrirto are weak.
And I'll carry, I "ill. - . .
.;. Katie's basfcetnp the hill.
lUtteanswwwd, with ' "'.
" Yoa shall carry onlytatf, .
. Th.n said, tominf back hCTCarK
u n k u well a cirav .
l)o yoa think that Bade irueesed
' Half the wisdom she expressed
Men are only boys grown tall ;
Hearts don't change much, after an.
And when. Ionr years from that day,
w- I mm Willi ilrAT l I
tood agvt beside the brook
Bending like a ehcpherd.s crook,
' Is ft etranse that WUlle said, '
' While aroin a dash of red
Crowned the bro-arntess of hi cheek, ..
I an strong and yon are wrak ;
Iife ia hot a slippery steep, '
Hang with abaoowa cold and deep.' i
" Will yon trnrt me, Katie dear,
Want beide me with eat fear? , .
May I carry, if I will,
A U your hardens op the MM "
And she answered, wlthta langh,
Mo ; bnt yos may carry aair.
Close betide the little brook.
Binding like a shepherd's crook.
Working with its ail ver hands
I-ite and early at the rands, ,
rtnnds a eotlape-where to-day
Katie Urea with Willie Oray. '
. In the porch she sits, and lo !
Swlnjrs a basket to and fro.
Vastly different from the one
That she swung in year apone
V kxl U ionj, and -p, fi-d wide,
AmI has rooters at Of t'vU. ,
LOVE AND AGE.
1 played with yon 'mid cowslips growing.
When I wan six and you were four ;
. When garland weaving, fiower-balls throwing
were pleasure nnn 10 picase nw mure.
Thro' groTes and aaeada, o'er grass and heather.
With little nlarmatcs. to and fro. .
We wandered hand in hand together :
But that was sixty year ago.
Ton grew a lovely, roseate maiden.
And still onr early love was strong;
Still with no care our days were laden, '
And 1 did love you very dearly
1 low dearly, words want power to show ;
I thought your beart was touched as nearly ;
Bnt thai was fifty years ago. , , .
Tha other lovers came aronnd yon.
Your beauty grew from year to year.
And many a sp'endid circle (ound you ,
The centre of Its glittering sphere. ;
1 saw yoa then, first vows Cnrsaking, -
Ui rank and wealth your band bestow;
O, then I thought my heart was breaking ;
But that was forty year ago. .
And I lived on to wed another;
No cause she gave me to repine ;
And when I heard yon were a mother, .
. J did not wish the children mine.
My own young flock, in fair progression,
Made up a pleasant Christmas row ;
Vt Joy in them was past expression ; . .
But thai was thirty year ago.
: Ton grew a matron, plnmp and comely,
You dwelt in fashion's brightest blaze ;
. Jfly earthly lot was Xsr more homely.
But U too, had my festal days.
Mo merrier eyas have ever glistened
Aronnd the hearth -stone's wintry glow.
Than when my youngest child was christened J
But that was twenty years ago.
Time passed. My eldest girl was married, -
And now I am a grandi'fre gray ;
One pet of four years old I've carried
Among the wild-flowered meads te play.
In nr old fields of childish pleasure.
Where now, as then, the cowslijis blow.
She fills hnr basket's ample measure
And this is not ten years ago.
Bnt though first love's impassioned blindness
Has passed away in colder night,
I still have thought of you with kindness.
And shall do till our last good-night.
The ever rolling silent honrs
Will bring a time we shall not know,
When our young days of gathering flowers
Will be an hundred yeaia ago.
A Bell Rlnffin? Cat. j ;
I hatk in my possession a white (nearly
true bred) Angora torn cat, about four or
five years old, which being a great pet is
in the habit of sleeping in my bedroom,
and is let out cvory morning as soon as the
Bcrrants arc up, about seven o'clock.. One
morning, some. three weeks ago, baring
been at a ball the night before, I was
aleepy, and did not hear the servant, or
the cat scratching, as he usually did, at the
door. There is a bcllrope at the bed-head,
near the door. The cat, finding his scratch
ing of no use, mast hare stood up on his
hnd legs (for the rone is some distance
from the ground) ana caught at this. At
all events be pulled the bell with such a
clash that I heard it ; the maia of course
This was probably accidental, but the
curious thing is he bias rung the bell every
morning since, and on more than one occa
nin twice when the first pull has failed.
It is a considerable cfl'ort for him to do so,
as he has to stretch up at full length (I
watched him without his being aware ;) he
then guts the tassel between his paws and
lets hutiHclf down with all his weight and
generally clashes the bell bo that it is heard
orcr the house. Land and Water.
, . . A Long Lost Letter.
A letter was written from Daricn
Center, N. Yn by Alonzo F. Astabrook,
dated 183(5, to Joel Amsden, ot Chicago,
inclosing $ 12, con&Uling of a $10 note of
the old bank of Rochester, then as gjod
rs gold, and a f 3 note on the bank of
Windsor, Va., equally as good, with the
request that Mr. Amsden would hand the
money to Mr. E. S. Brooks. The letter
was Rent to Alderman Mason's hotel,
placed in the delivery box, and, after re
maining some time without being called
for, got among Mr. Mason's private papers,
and was laid away, and forgotten. Recent
ly, upon examining the effects of Mr. Ma
pon, Jong since deceased, the letter was
found and sent to Mr. Amsden, who im
mediately went and handed the money to
Mr. Brooks, as he was requested to do
three und thirty years gone by. Mr. Asta
brook. in this letter, congratulates his
correspondent on the election of Van Bu
rcn to the Presidency. "Little Van" ran
hisoflloial career, and ten other Presidents
were inaugurated before the letter reached
it 8 declined recipient
To Sweep Floors.
' Cokcirkiko this very important opera
tion the New York Obitrver says:
In the days of Puritan grandmothers
no girl was considered fit to receive pro
posals of marriage until she could make a
good hemlock broom; but in these later
times many a young lady not only otTers
herself in the matrimonial market, but
absolutely gets married, and undertakes to
manage her house, without knowing how
to use a broom that some one else has
made. We have seen a broom used so un
skillfully that one would think the person
engaged in using it was endeavoring to
transfer the dust from the floor to the fur
niture. It requires some science, or at least skill,
to use a broom wclL To do this skillfully,
the handle should incline forward and not
back. If the top of the broom inclines lor
ward beyond the part next the floor, it
will prevent much of the dust from rising
into the air, and will carry it along by a
gentle sliding motion toward the place
where it is to be disposed of. If, on the
other hand, the handle of the broom in
clines backward, the dust is sent in the air
by a kind of jerk, to the detriment of
everything in the apartment More than
this, it wears off the threads of the car
pet quicker, injures the paint more, if the
floor is nncarpcted, and destroy, the
broom sooner than if the sweeping is done
in a rational way. A brush of bristles is
always better to sweep a carpet, as it is
less liable to " kick up a dust," or to injure
the texture of the carpet
A writer, giving "Notes of a Tour in
China," dwells on the great difficulty of
learning the Chinese language, from its
hieroglyphic characlers aid legion of dia
lects and tones. The speaker may hav$
the right word, but unless he gives the
right tone, he either says nothing or says
probably the opposite of what he intended.
A missionary, on one occasion, when
preaching, wished to say God is angry
with sin." To his utter astonishment, the
whole congregation jumped to their feet
He had got the right word ; but minu the
tone, the word meant--"Stand up I" On
another occasion the preacher wished to
say, " Idols shall be utterly abolished
iHit, not giving the right tone, he found to
his consternation that he had actually de
clared, " Idols are absolutely necessary."
In India where there ia no such difficulty,
absurd blunders are made. Who lias not
heard of the IU-nral missionary who meant
In preach Ironi tlte text I am the Li.cht
of the world," bttlsulistitutdaZK(poUto)
to alo (light) ? The writer once heard a
missionary by an error of aspirate declare
that " St Paul made a monkey.'
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13y Jricl S. Horsley.
TOLD FOE TEUTII. -
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Sound science has scouted at the idea of
the sentimental phrape, " a broken heart,"
having any literal signification. Yet some
authorities have affirmed that such an ac
cident as a real rupture of one of the
ventricles of the heart in man, and even
in the lower animals, may occur under
the strain of very sudden or intense emo
tion, or in consequence of too extreme
physical effort, as in leaping, running,
ciimbinc. or m lining neavy weignta.
The writer who records the lollowiijjt
remarkable facta will not undertake- cither
to discuss or to repair broken hearts, in
this place, but will leave the appreciation
of his narrative to those who are familiar
with the marvels of science.
I have a queer sanctum and a quiet one
among the rocks that overlook the wildest
cuffs above Wechawken, and it is haunted
by queer people. They all live und move
before you every day, good reader, but
their names are. nrobablv. not on the list
of your fashionable acquaintances. They
are men ana women or peculiar studies,
quaint experiences, varied and often sad
ml ventures; but they are pleasant com
panions after all. not warned and moored
by the merited or unmerited bufferings of
tue world, but only quieted and humbled
ny wnai tney nave learned ana seen.
Their only sarcasm is for the arrogance.
assumption, ana the little apish auecta
tions which wealth, position, or the spirit
oi coterie, sometimes brings out like
rash, upon the moral surface of weak
people. . -:'., j
All these rnendj are scientific students
and thinkers ; most of them polyglot in
languages and learned specialties; many
of them distinguished as professors and
practitioners. Luc is too solemn and in
tricatc a mvsterv for them to trifle with it.
ana deatn too close at band, too easily in-
YOKea, loo sudden in its coming, to be for
gotten even dnring their gayest hours.
Only the uninformed or the thoughtless
make light of cither life or death, or any
ot inose inexplicable tilings that arc over,
under, and aronnd us, continually and
forever, whether our immortality be
clothed with the flesh or with the spirit
A rainy evening in June of the present
year, after a sultry day, mists and shadows
resting over the Hudson and the green
heights beyond, while far to the richt on
the lowland stretching seaward, and fad
ing into the ved of distance, lay the great
city, like ajagged cloud dotted with specks
oi light i he birds were silent ; the house
was still ; the gloaming sombre ; and the
very fire-flies seemed languid in the occa
sional flashes they threw out, like signals
a l 1 T a . a a
among me unpping leaves mat nung oe
yond the edge of the high-perched, covered
balcony, where another sat with me, talk
ing of strange things confidingly, in un
dertones, as real mends may do.
illy companion, whom 1 ahan make free
to call the " Doctor," slipped his thumb
and forefinger into his waistcoat-pocket,
and drew something from it which he
showed to me. It was a sort of a sheath,
about two inches in lcnirth. half an inch
in di&mcter, and of a steely-gray color.
" examine that lie said.
I took the article and looked at it but
mising, from its appearance, that it was of
" Where did yon get thatr" I asked.
"In ths heart of a man who is dead 1"
I started with amazement at so singular
reply ; but the doctor sat there beside
me, calm and perfectly cool, lo iking with
grave lace toward the dim spires on the
horizon. . .
"I said the Jteart," he resumed, "in or
der to strike your attention, without hav
ing to explain things at tedious length.
In science, however, the expression is a
heresy. But had I at once said the pleura,
you would not have understood me. Let
me now remark that the pleura proper
consists of two membranes, ono of which
lines the interior surface of the ribs, and
the other touches the lung. Pleura, lung,
mediastine, and heart, such is the quadru
ple combination that forms a totality which
we term life. This article was in the
This explanation had hopelessly dark
ened the whole affair for me. How could
so large an object introduce itself into the
heart How could it be there for a
moment without causing the most terrible
disorder, if not immediate death? Then,
above all, what was it ?
The doctor continued :
" This deceased friend of mine was forty
years of age. We had gone through col
lege together. Fifteen years ago, he fell
desperately, sincerely, in love with a young
girL Both were free, but his whole
family bitterly opposed the idea of his
marrying a lady whose pedigree they as
serted was stained with crime, and the
condition of affairs surrounding him was
such that he had to defer to their opinion,
for the time at least yet under protest, and
looking forward to the day when he should
be absolutely independent and could make
his bride happy in a comfortable home.
" But the poor girf was consumptive,
and her chagrin at the indignity put upon
her by the relatives of her preferred lover
was such as to hasten the progress of her
malady. ' In a few months, she died, leav
ing him utterly desolate. Still, he did not
weep. Alas, the fountains of his tears
Were sealed by so paralyzing a sorrow.
He watched by the dead ; assisted with
quiet dignity at her burial; and then,
turning away from her grave with a face
ghastly yet stern, was seen no more in his
accustomed haunts for several days.
Some said that he had gone upon a long
journey. But about a week afterward, he
was found lying in a remote part of a
wood, some thirty miles from , with a
discharged pistol on the grass beside him.
He had fired a ball, as every one believed,
into his heart Yet there were signs ot
life about him, and he was brought to the
nearest town, where I chanced to be at
the country-house of an old patient The
local physician and surgeon happened to
be absent and I was summoned in haste
to the inn to which the dying man had
been conveyed. Brief examination con
vinced me that not only was the wounded
man still living, but there was even a pos
sibility of his recovery. His hand had not
been steady, and the bullet must have
passed the most vital portion of the heart
without injuring it I tended him as one
tends a favorite brother. He was restored
to consciousness, but it was impossible to
extract the bullet A pleurisy set in with
the worst symptoms; but I saved him.
"His first question was, whether I had
removed the bullet I could but acknowl
edge that to do so was beyond my power,
when, to my surprise, be smiled, and shook
me warmly by the hand. After that he
recovered sufficiently to move about and
mingle with the world ; but he, thence
forth, lived utterly rctiredand alone, never
joining in any festivity, and hardly ever
seen to smile.
" This sort of existence continued for
nearly fifteen years, and everybody res
pected the great sorrow that made him a
recluse. At length, a fortnight since, he
sent for me, and, when I called on him, he
said : ' I'm going to die, sir ; she beckons
me to join her.'
" This peculiar announcement I did not
understand, although I knew what he
meant when he said She
" His ailment was again pleurisy. I did
my best but in vain. Day before yester
tcrday he asked me whether he was dy
ing. "'Yes,' I replied, for, as I told you, I
loved the man and I could not tell him an
" Then, he rejoined, when I am dead
you will extract the ball, and you will
keep it won't you f
" I promised that I would ; my friend
died, and I did as he had requested.
" I searched for the bullet and found it
in the place that I described to you. But,
here it is, and, as you sec, it is not a bul
let in the proper sense of the word, but a
sheath, and it is not lead, but soldered pla
tinum. The soldering, as you may know,
could be effected only at an extraordinary
white heat How was it done ? and what
mystery does this case conceal ? Science
must inform na"
By t biatiine nicrht had set in with re
doubled "l.ioui, and th c-hand-liers with
in liaviug IkH-'H niMst-.f,ly lighted by a
servant while we were both intent upon
the narrative, we withdrew from the
cony and ascended to a den up-stairs,
where, in the lower tier of a lofty turret
ot solid masonry, 1 have all the apparent
and material of a thorough chemical la
boratory, and above it telescopes and
night-glasses to sweep the starry heavens
nay, even the roggy atmosphere.
The doctor at once went to work, and
quickly succeeded -in opening the little
cylindrical sheath. Two things fell out of
it a little pinch of whitish dust, and : a
battered ring. The latter was plainly of
pure gold. The electric heat had not
reached it directly, but it had softened.
The ring, the whitish dust, the mystery,
were there, palpable and visible before
us. 1 v v- j
The problem of a life had taken iahnpe
and form. r j --! "-, v J . '
The doctor placed the dust under the
lens oi a microscope. - , r , ,
1 .. This," said he, "is human ashes."
" Then the rine ?"
" There are letters engraved upon the
ring : ' Remember ;' and below these an in
scription in very fine text : J. L. February
28th. 1854. But J. L. those were not
the dead lady's initials."
"Journal! perhaps is the word they
designate, I exclaimed.
The doctor glanced at me with a mock
ing lookol surprise.
: You are a jeweller, are yon 1" he said.
' " Perhaps," was my reply, " but why
may not inese letters mean some register,
some memento? There is a date, and
nothing agrees better with .the idea."
' At the same moment my gaze fell upon
some blank-books and documents belong
ing to the deceased, which the doctor had
brought with him, and had mentioned
to me when he first came that evening.
tie naa lata them down upon the open
leaf of my secretary when he began his
experiment with the platmum-case. -
1 picked up one of the blank books and
rapidly turned over the leaves. It was
journal regularly dated, and on the last
page was written in large letters, " Febru
ary 2&th, 1854." i
MI love vou." ran the text " Yon have
just placed the ring of our betrothal on my
nnger. Bhouid i die bctore you do, take
the ring and wear it on your heart for the
remainder; or your hie. , .,
Lower down, were these words in an
other hand :
"I have obeyed. You died. Therine
clung tightly to your finger, and I have
taken both ring and finger from your be
loved corpse, l shall not keep them on
my heart only, but tt my heart
I he distracted man had amputated the
joint above which the ring rested. Then,
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uy nuuui auu iiuw iihu uc cuuseu it vo jjc
enclosed in t he platinum sheath ? No one
probably will ever telL At all events, it
was with this strange missne that he had
intended to penetrate his heart, and chance
alone had saved him.
Tins is a peculiar story, but a true one.
and the annals of surgery show that haz
ard has, in the lapse ot time and the mul
tiplicity of cases, produced some similar
escapes, that appear little less than mira
cles to the everv-dav reader.
It you would know the name of him
who thus bore a love-token, literally
next his heart, for thirteen years,
fiance at the medallion on the
roken marble pillar that counts as the
third from the gateway on the left
hand side as you pass up the willow walk
in the Cemetery. The device rep
resents a heart, on which is carved a lady's
finger bearing a ring, and the inscription
as we have previously given it:
" Remember. J. L. February 28th, 1854.'
Boys Rights By a Boy.
Talk about the women and the darkies
and the the ail the rest of 'em ; none of
em all are half so badly used as boys are.
I know a lot, and I can give you all their
names. Ask em alL They 11 tell you to
be a boy is to be somebody without a right
m the world.
You're to take all the sass that's given
to you, ana give none back, 'cause you re
a boy. You arc to pay full fare in the cars
ana omnibuses, 'cause you s a boy and not
a child; and never have a seat, 'cause
you're a boy and not a man. Fat lady gets
in alter it s all lull, and looks about her ;
everybody looks at you. Okl gentleman
says: " My son," reprovingly. Conductor
says, " Come, now, you boy. - You've paid
your sixpence. .Mo matter that is noth-
u&. X UU TC uccu uu jruui ICO W1U1
bundles all day. Who cares? you re a
boy. Now a horse has such a load given
to him as he can carry, and a man won't
any more than he can walk under. Ask
boys what grown folks think they can
carry. 1 here s not limit to it
Who doesen't know a boy who does
man's work, and does it well for a tenth of
what man would get for it Who hasn t
read an advertisement for a boy who
writes a good hand, nnderstandsaccounts,
is willing to make himself useful; boards
with his parents ; is trustworthy ; no ob
jection to sitting up all night ; no impu
dence about him. The best recommenda
tions required, and two dollars a week
Ask boys whether old folks don't make
as much fuss about such places, as if they
were doing you a favor that would set you
up for life.
Who wants a boy anywhere? Your
sisters don't in the parlor. Your father
don't ; he always asks if you are not
wanted to do something somewhere, x ou
make your mother's head ache, whenever
ou come near her. Old ladies snap you
up. ioung ladies "hate boys. xoung
men tease you, and give it to yon ir you
tease back. Other fellows it s because
they're aggravated so, I know always
want to tight, if they don't know you ;
and when you get a black eye and a torn
ickct you hear or it at home.
You look back and wonder it you ever
were that pretty little fellow in petticoats
that everybody stuffed with candy, and
you wonder whether you'll ever be a man,
to be liked by the girls and treated politely
by the other fellows, paid for your work,
and allowed to do as you choose. And
you make up your mind every day not to.
be a ooy any longer man you can ncip it;
and hear your grandfather or somebody
complaining that there " are no boys no w, ,
and wonder, it he remembers the hie they
led, that he don't consider it a subject of
There s only one comfort in it all ; boys
will grow up, and when they do they gen
erally forget all they went through in their
youth, and make the boys of their day sui
ter just as they did.
The Art of LI ring Happily.
The following maxims or rules of action
might if striclly observed; go far to in
crease the happiness, or, at least, to
diminish the inquietudes and miseries of
Observe inviolably truth in'your words
and integrity in your actions.
Accustom yourself to temperance and
be master of your passions.
Be not too much out of humor with the
world; but remember it is a world of
God's creating, and however sadly it is
marred with wickedness and folly, yet you
have found in it more comforts than
calamities, more civilities than affronts,
more instances of kindness toward you
than of cruelty.
Try to spend your timo usefully both to
yourself and others.
Never make an enemy nor lose a friend
Cultivate such a habitual cheerfulness
of mind and evenness of temper, as not to
be ruffled by turmoil, inconveniences, and
Be ready to heal breaches In friendship,
and to make deferences, and shun litiga
tion yourself as much as possible, for he
is an ill-calculator that docs not perceive
that one amicable settlement is better than
two law suits. -
Be it rather your ambition to acquit
yourself well in your proper station than
to rise above it
Despise not small honest gains, and do
not risk what you have on the delusive
prospect of sudden riches. If you are in
a comfortable thriving way keep in it and
abide your own. calling rather than run
tlie chance of another. In a word, mind
to " use theworld as not abusing it" and
probably you will find as much comfort in
it as is most fit for a frail being who is
merely journeying through it .toward an
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; ; . XcDeaald Clarke. j
Mast years ago, there lived In New
York city a simple; unsophisticated child
of Natnre, named McDonald Clarke. ' He
bad a handsome face and person, as the
engraving prefixed to a volume of his
poems, from a portrait by Henry Inman,
shows. He had a prominent nose, a fine
blue eye, a noble forehead, and a winning
smile. His collar was turned down in the
Byronic style, and in winter he usually
appeared in a blue cloak of large dimen
sions, thrown carelessly around the
shoulders. : When he-walked -on. Broad
way, striding along with an air of con
scious pride, malore his miserable ear
ments and faded cloak', he never failed: to
attract the attention of strangers. His
career was one prolonged struggle with
poverty, his Income- barely sufficient to
keep body and soul in companionship.
For three long summer months he slept in
a hearse, for lack of better lodgings.
Among the very few persons to whom
(JiarKe s pride would occasionally permit
him to apply for temporary relief, with a
certainty of obtaining it, was his always
Kina and considerate iriena i rtz-urcene
Halleck. -Awakening, one morning, with
a keen sensation of hunger, but with no
cash, Clarke called at the lodgings of his
orother-poet m warren street and re
ceived from Mr. Halleck a two-and-a-half-
dollar gold-piece to relieve his necessities
but, before reaching a restaurant, he met
a wandering minstrel,- and gave him the
gold tor playing some tavonte air tor him.
A few moments after, the mad poet rushed
into a bookstore on Broadway, where he
was well Known, and asked to be allowed
to conceal himself from Mr. Halleck,
whom he had seen coming, and who had
witnessed the whole transaction. At the
same time, the organ-grinder ran off at
double-quick time, supposing he had re
ceived the gold by mistake, and that he
might be requested to refund it
Clarke was of a simple and credulous
nature, and, beginning life as a litterateur
and lover or the human race, tell into the
delusion of believing that the fairer por
tion of that race was always disposed to
tall in love with him. His life, therefore.
was a series of adventures, in none of
which did the course or true love run
smooth. The most beautiful and fashion
able ladies of New York society were the
heroines that his genius sought to immor-
uuize, anu tue snrines to wiiicu ne swore
eternal fidelity. His extreme vanity was
easily nattered, and the small wits of the
town, taking advantage of his weakness.
. . i r i . i . i - i i
atfYon lii ri m trt HolfniTA f Hi f van It li v
vavvu UIU1 V 1VtlV V J tUUV l VHIVUJ
young ladies were madly in love with
him. A notable instance occurred in the
autumn of 1821, when poor Clarke was
persuaded that the proud and high-born
Miss Mary cherished - a passion for
him. The cross-gartering of Malvolio was
nothing to the pranks they made him
perform to win the notice or his lovely
inamorata. The,, plot culminated in a
forged invitation to visit the lady at her
aristocratic mansion. Borrowing a suit
for the occasion, and neatly gloved and
booted, he proceeded to the residence of
the lady, and rang the bell. The damsel,
annoyed, and forewarned, had given direc
tions, if he ever appeared, to thrust him
from the door, which, it is said, was done
rudely, and with cruel contumely.
Poor McDonald Clarke now sleeps in a
sweet and romantic spot, close by "Sylvan
Water," in the beautiful cemetery of
Greenwood ; and his fine face, carved in
bass-relief on his monument, makes
love to the Indian Princess who reposes
by his side. On another side of his tomb
are fitly inscribed these lines, written by
himself: . - ,
" For what are earthly honors now T
' He never deemed tbern worth his care, j
And death bath set npon his brow
The wreath he was too prond too wear.n '
A Young Couple Walk Twenty-Eight
allies to get Married.
At a late hour on Saturday evening, a
young couple arrived here trom Lebanon,
I1L, having traveled the whole distance on
foot Thcr went immediately to Justice
Jecko's office, but found it closed. They
then engaged separate rooms at Barnum's,
and waited rather -impatiently for the
dawning of Sunday morning.
The name of the young man was John
Charles Tiedeman, and that of the laxly,
Miss Pauline Betzler. The story of their
adventures is somewhat romantic. 1 icde
men is a German, and has been raised from
boyhood by the father of Pauline, who es
teemed him very highly. Although reared
togother, the young couple only recently
discovered that they were desperately in
love with each other. The old man wished
to unite his young and beautiful daughter
to a man of wealth living near Lebanon,
and then it was that the seal of the blind
god was broken, and the young people
discovered that they could not live apart
Tiedeman, alter worrying his brain lor
many nights and days in endeavoring to
extricate himself from the meshes of tove,
concluded at last to go boldly before the
old man and demand his daughter for a
wife. Mr. Betzler would not listen to
anything of the kind, but indignantly re
fused to give the girl to her lover. John
Charles was not dismayed by this refusal,
he had heard of cruel parents and loving
daughters, and knew that he could rely
upon Paulme in any emergency, f lndmg
that the consent of the old man could not
be obtained, the lovers determined to work
out their own destiny without it
On Saturday morning when Mr. Betzler
awoke, he was astonished at the disappear
ance of Pauline, and John Charles. - He
waited and waited, but they did not show
themselves, and he concluded the had
eloped. He started for St Louis, but in a
large a city it was difficult to find two peo
ple who were disposed to hide from him.
He waited until the next morning, when he
started out with the firm determination to
annihilate John Charles at first sight He
took a walk in the Lafayette park on Sun
day morning, and the beauty of the place
. j. i t i ,
somewnai moimea ins ieeiings ana bou
ened his heart. In promenading around
the park, who should he meet but Pauline
and John Charles sauntering arm in arm
and engaged in low and earnest conversa
tion. The old man could not help admir
ing the handsome couple, and thinking
they were well suited to each other, in
stead ot blowing out jonn (jnaries Drains,
he spoke to hinvkindly, and in a few min
utes the quarrel was made up, and the old
man agreed to the marriage. They went
before justice Jecko, and in a few minutes
the ceremony was over. The justice was
bo much pleased with the handsome young
bride, that for the first time in the course
of his official existence he bestowed a kiss
npon her blushing cheek, which Iblushed
still deeper at the conclusion. The old
man was highly pleased at the happy trrn
affairs had taken, and the three returned
to Lebanon in high glee. St. Louis Demo
Remarkable Instance of Equine Saga
Tns Austin (Va.) Republican says:
"There is a horse at the government
corral, at this place, noted for loosening
the knot of the halter strap with which he
is tied. It is useless to tie him with any
ordinary knt He will work the straD
loose with his teeth, and go about the cor
ral, just when he chooses. There is a well
in the yard, from which all the goverment
stock are watered. Day before yesterday
the pump (a force pomp worked by
brakes) got out of order, and no water
could be obtained. The animals were
taken to the creek, close by, for water.
The horse referred to refused to drink,
was taken to his stall, and tied as usual.
In a few minutes he deliberately untied
his halter, walked over to the pump, and,
finding no water in the trough, where he
was accustomed to drink, at once seized
the brake with his teeth, and worked it
np and down several times ; then put his
nose to the spout,, evidently expecting
water to come. A.cain and again, for
nearly five minutes, did he seize the brake
and work it and then pot his nose to the
spout Finding his efforts useless, he
walked off, " evidently disappointed.
Several of the hands at the corral, land
others, witnessed the above, and can tes
tify to its correctness.
Tdb largest gold brick cast in Monta a
was made at Helena, Septemlter 25. Its
weight was twenty-eight hundred outctf,
coin value over $49,000.
TENNESSEE, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 22, 1869.
, A MORASS ADYESTTJRE.
is the latter part or last summer; a
scanty purse kd me, in company with
some relatives,, to spend my holidays at
little village on the Welsh, coast, .out
of the ordinary beat of tourists, 'but
otherwise remarkable for nothing but its
fenerai air oi meanness and sterility,
he place was very quiet and the lodgings
were cheap and tolerably comfortable.
These essentials being secured, we had to
put np with the scenery, which was not
very attractive. A long low line of beach,
snrmoBntea oy a nign ridge, leading on
the one hand to the loot of some bold jut
ting cliffs, and on the other losing itself
in an estuary behind this a black and
dreary looking bog, stretching three or
four miles inland, and intersected in every
j i . : : j : a i t. t - ,
uuwuuu uy wiuu, siuuuuu uitcnes, ana
deep, natural fissures connecting the inky
pools. , A small river flowing into the
estuary divides the bog, its course being
maxKeu Dy mounaa oi peat- cut trom the
firmer ground which forms its banks.
Branching out at right angles to the river
are other lines oaVpeat stacks, following
me course or ine-.iarger drains, which
herald the attempt to cultivate the dreary
This was the view I beheld, as, standing
one evening on ine top or the stony ridge,
I faced eastward.- -The sinking sun threw
my shadow far over the bog, distinctly
seen as it rca over the gilded rushes and
crimsoning pools. I had been strolling
out wun my gun, in the hope ot adding
some specimens to my cabinet, and was
thinking of returning homewards, when
a long-legged heron slowly sailed high
overhead, in the direction of the river.
watched the bird till it alighted near one
of the peatstacks, and carefully noting the
spot, I proceeded to a careful stalk, hoping
to secure an acquisition. I contrived to
get within seventy yards of the heron,
and as there was no cover of any kind
nearer, I lay down behind the last mound
I had reached, and with finger on the trig
ger, watched patiently in the hope that
my quarry would feed towards me. 1 was
not disappointed : it gradually approached
some yards nearer my hiding place, and
then either caught sight or scent of me,
for it suddenly rose, but in so doing came
witnm range, iiang! went both barrels.
Uttering a hoarse croak, the heron flew
heavily away keeping close to the ground,
and evidently hard hit I sprung up and
toiiowea, jumping the ditches, and avoid
ing the soft ground as best I could. Dur
ing one particularly long lump, I lost
sight of the heron for a moment ; I caught
sight of it again just in tune to see it fall
to the ground as softly as a snowflakc, and
ue still with its wings spread to their luff
strelch. Between the bird and me, how
ever, there was-a crevasse wider than any
I had yet leaped, and a dozen yards on the
other side lay the object or my pursuit
The black slimy sides of the ditch over
hung the water, which lay deep and still
some six or seven feet below, and a few
yards to the right connected with a large
rmnl hmnnar pntifl v mirli n n rl mnrfitv
banks. To the left was a labyrinth of sim
...... . . " . . .1 1 . . . .. ... ..I Ul.L. I
ilar ditches. Some distance in front, a
broader and straighter crack in the flat ex
panse showed where the river lay. The
bank on which I stood was a foot or two
higher than the opposite bank. 1 describe
the sitn.Uion thus minutely in order to
make tke reader understand what after
Not liking to lose the prize so nearly in
my grasp, I resolved to risk the lump.
Laying down the gun, and taking my coat
on, i made the effort, and cleared the
ditch, only, however, by a few inches.: I
secured the heron, and smoothing its beau
tiful plumage, but little injured by the shot,
threw it across to the bank from which I
had just come. Then, on looking around.
I found myself in a sort of euldetac The
bit of firm ground on which I stood was
an island, and the only way of escape was
the one by which I had arrived. Having
to " take-off" from a lower level, it was
much harder to get back than it bad been
to come ; but as there was no alternative.
it had to be tried. I did not leap quite far
enough, and pitched with hands and knees
together against the edge. . There was no
vegetation to catch hold of, and after hang
ing on the balance for a few moments,
vainly clutching at the mud, I fell back
wards with a heavy splash into the water.
r ortunateiy, X am a good swimmer, and
at first while treading water, the ludicrous
ness of the affair alone struck me ; bnt
when I began to see that it might be diffi
cult to get up those slimy, overhanging
banks, I must confess I felt rather fright
ened. It was impossible to get out at the
spot where I had fallen in. I swam far
ther up the ditch, and trying to bottom it,
felt my feet touch the soil tenacious mud,
that gave no support, but was ten times
more dangerous than the water. The
water became shallower as I struggled on.
but the muddy bottom refused to give me
a standing place, and the banks afforded
no hold for my hands. It at last became
so shallow that I had to turn on my back
to avoid kicking the mud as I swam, and
when in this position, I could push my
arms into it with almost as much ease as
I could push them through the water ;
but to draw them out again was far from
With horrid fear of being unable to ex
tricate myself from the mud, and of a slow
suffocation, I made a sudden dash back
into the deep water, and tried the other
ditches, only to be repulsed in the same
manner. I swam round and round the
pool, seeking for an outlet, and beginning
to feel my boots and clothes very heavy.
Even now I involuntarily smiled at the
comparison which suddenly occurred to
me between myself in this plight and a
mouse swimming round a bucket of water;
but the thought that I, too, like it, might
be swimming for my life soon drove all
ludicrous thoughts out of my head.
Matters now began to look very serious,
when I saw a root or branch of some long
buried tree projecting out of the bank. I
caught hold of it ; but it was not strong
enough to enable me to lift myself out of
the water. All that i could do was to tup
port myself with my hands" just sufficient
ly to keep my head above the surface, i
took this opportunity of kicking off my
Up to this time I could scarcely realize
my position ; but now the conviction be
gan to dawn upon me that I might never
again see the mother and sisters I had left
in the cottage a mile and a half away. I
looked up to the sky, in which the twilight
was fast giving place to the moonlight, and
across which the clouds were merrily
driving before the evening breeze ; and
then I looked at the black and slimy walls
which hemmed me in, and felt as though
I were about to scream with terror. From
my childhood, I have always had a horror
of confinement of any kind. I have felt
strangely uncomfortable when I have been
rsrsuaded into exploring a cave, or when
have been shown through a prison. This
feeling I felt now more strongly than the
fear of drowning. To die hemmed in by
those gloomy walls would be terrible.
To add to the weirdness, a hollow boom
ing sound, almost amounting to a roar, ran
through the quivering bog, intensified to
me, no doubt hy my imprisonment in the
heart of the moss. This, though I had
never heard it before, I knew to be the
note of the bittern. During the night, it
was repeated several times, and anything
more weird and dismal it would be hard to
1 had not as yet thonght or shouting.
but I now did so till I was hoarse. The
only answer was the eerie scream Of the
curlew. The improbability of any one
being near enough to hear me so late,
struck me, and I desisted from the useless
labor. The stillness was intense, broken
only at rare intervals by, the bittern or
curlew. How long I clung to the branch,
do not know. Fortunately the water
was not cold. The clouds bad cleared
away, and the moon, near the full, shone
brightly. . Had it been dark, my courage
must have given way, and I should most
probably have sunk. But as it was, I can
not say that 1 quite despaired or a rescue in
some way or other. If I could only hold
out till morning, some one might I con
jectured, come for the purpose of carrying
away the turf sods, and might see my coat
and gun, which would lead them to a
search. I had not much hope iu any
search from the village; I had started in
the direction of the cliffs, my favorite even
ing haunt, and I fancied that would be the
direction the searchers would take. As
the night wore, on oh, so slowly with
the moon no clamly gliding through the
stars above me, I felljnto a kind of stupor,
and can distinctly remember repeating
scraps oi verses ipiany unconnected with
each other. From this state, I was aroused
bv the loud note of some hiirht bird, nrob
ably an owl, and found my arms very stiff
trom holding on to the root ; while my
legs felt like weights of lead suspended be
neath me. While trying to charge my
position, I fancied I heard the gurgling
sound or running water, ana that not far
off. - I listened intently, and found it i
ho fancy. . Water was evidently running
into the pool, and I saw by the root I was
cimgmg to that the water had risen some
mcnes. , . '
A cheering hope sprang np within me,
as it Dashed across my mind that the tide
must be rising, and that the pool must
have an outlet into the nver.
- The thought infused new hie Into me,
and I struck out in the direction of the
sound. Then, to my intense joy, I saw
distinctly, in the dear moonlight, that the
water was streaming in fast through
several small inlets and pouring in quietly
and steadily, through one of the ditches I
had previously swam up. I knew that if
the tide rose another foot or eighteen
inches, l could; by treading water last,
spring np so high as to he able to catch
hold of the top of the bank, and so swing
myself up. : I knew, alio that the . water
could not possibly begin to flow into, the
bog pools until it was . nearly high tide.
Returning to my resting place. I watched
anxiously, the prospect or speedy deliver
ance banishing all weariness, me
water - continued to pour in steadily
and in greater volume. The dawn
was nOw - breaking, . and I- had not
much longer to wait The water had
ceased flowing, and the bank in one
place was barely five feet above the water.
Taking a long breath, I let myself sink
low, and then treading water as strongly
and quickly as possible, I threw half my
body above the surface of the pool, and
caught the top with one hand. Before the
soft earth had time to crumble beneath my
weight I had obtained a firmer grasp with
the other hand, and in another moment
stood on the moss saved, drinking in
with eager gasps the fresh air of the morn
ing. The white haze was rapidly clearing
away, and through it I saw five or six
men hurrying towards me. 1
I have a confused idea of being helped
to my lodgings, and of afterwards telling
my adventure to many eager questioners.
The soaking I bad had, and the expose-
ure to the unhealthy mists which rise from
the morass in the night caused an illness
for a time, but the enects soon wore on.
The heron is stuffed, and adorns my
cabinet, unconscious of the revenge which
overtook its distroyer. Cutmbers' Journal.
BT Tf AHRTKT BESCHKB STOWX.
It Is our opinion that every human be
ing needs to have some one thing in which
he takes pleasure for itself alone not as
work, net as duty, but as diversion.
In old times, when children were strict
ly schooled and ruled, Saturday afternoon
was the children's perquisite their little
peculium. Then they did .what they
pleased. At all other times, they did as
they were bid.
Grown children need something corre
sponding to this. They need time when
they let off the strain of the dreadful mcst
something which they can do or leave
undone at pleasure, but which they do for
the pure love or it
What this thing is varies with character.
With some it is pure loafing sitting in a
state of Quiescent enioyment or sunshine
and nature. Wordsworth calls it
'The harvest of a au!et eye,
and sings verses in praise of it eloquent as
the murmur of brooks.
Poets, imaginative men, and sensitive
people of all kind, are given to silent
brooding wanderings, lying under trees,
gazing listlessly into the sky, and letting
nature rock them as in a cradle.
Such a person goes out into nature
neither as a botanist a mineralogist nor
scientist of any kind. There is work in all
these, and what he seeks is repose. The
glorified patron saint of all loafers, the
divine Wordsworth, has settled this matter
for all his followers in two stanzas :
" Content if he may bat njoy
The things that others nndcretand.
What splendid loafing was done in all
that lake region, as he wandered in a sort
of illuminated fog, trailing clouds of glory
after him ! How cool and fresh and dewy
he made the hot, sultry air of English lit
erature, which had become close and swel
tering with Byron brimstone!
No wonder men looked on his poetry as
a new evangel, and quoted it with tears in
their eyes, for there was in it the very rest
and repose which the hot, weary turbu
lence of modern life made necessary t
Wordsworth was and still is the poet of
repose and peace, as needful now as when
he wrote. He is, to be sure, all essentially
English in his details. It is an English
landscape, English trees, and English flow
ers he presents ; but the epirit of his poet
ry applies equally well to the bright skies
and rainbow woods of America, as to the
showery green regions of the English lakes.
Uawthornclwas a follower or Wordsworth
in spirit His prose is essentially poetry.
and it is the poetic character of his short
pieces mat gives tue never-u vmg ciiaria
to them, and will make them immortal as
far as the English language is immortal.
Dr. Holmes has, in "Elsie Venner," pas
sages which show that even his suotie,
mercurial temperament had leitme cnarm
of this silent, quiescent state of baptism
into nature. Brilliant as he is in social
circles, it is evident from some of his
writings, that he has been for many hours
of his life a hushed and silent listener and
pupil, a passive receiver and believer of
ordsworth s doctrine:
H Nor less 1 deem that there are powers
Which of themselves onr minds impress, .
That we can feed this mind of oars
In a wise passlveness.
Think von in all this mighty sum
Of things forever speaking.
That nothing of itself will come.
Hat we mast still be seeking P
The resting -grounds of minds, however.
must be various ; but we think men and
women more and more wear out for want
When, O busy friend I hot with the
Wall-street chase, when do you get a
Saturdayafternoon? and where do you
nlavr Where, poor, dear mother of a
great family of boys and girls, is your little
comfortable play-ground? These noisy,
bright, romping, crowding boys and girls,
who. every one of them," press upon you
and leave yon not a moment to yourself,
have they each a favorite little amusement
or 'solace. Tina and Bessie have their
dolls and baby houses Tom and Jack
their boats and railroad cars your colle
gian his cigar and bis newspaper your
daughter her embroidery and music. What
have you ? Is there a moment any where
sacred to your own private peculiar pleas
ure J What is vour Saturday afternoon?
What thing ao you do purely for the pleas
ure it gives, and not as a duty ?
Some mothers nave ineir reacting,
which leads to late hours. When every
gay head in the hive is on its pillow, and
the clock ticks in the still house, then
comes the precious, quiet hour of reading.
Blessed soul I who shall forbid it to her,
but who does not wish she had been able
to take it fresh, and unwearied, out of her
Some women seem w nna a reai pieas-
nre in sewing, it soothes ineir nerves.
and they go on sewing, stitch after stitch,
their griefs and cares passing away as the
work for some ' loved one grows under
There are garments, sacred as the grave-
clothes in Christ's sepulchre, that patient
women have wrought who sent a prayer
with every motion of the needle. Sons
and husbands have been thus clothed, who
knew not what they were wearing ; but a
blessing always goes with all such love
work. - ' . "
Some mothers have learned In early
days pencil-craft or artistic skill, and laid
f. f j .i i ir
H Bsiue in uivjciici it Kii-wiuuiuMiuu.
Dear mother, keen this gift for yourself
get out your boxes and colors sharpen
yonr pencils eaetcii paint it wiu uo
you good ; it will rest your nerves ; it will
brighten your thoughts ; it will give spring,
elasticity, and cheerfulnoss to yonr life;
and the more you are, the more you will
have to give to others.
or'" ourselves, some iiiue lancy lor
flower'Painting has saved us a world of
weariness. It has been company in soli
tude ; it has soothed our nerves and given
refreshment and strength. - Very humble
skill will serve to reproduce a. leaf or
flower: and the work pays for itself! If
only one learns by it the infinite beauty
of nature; and comes nearer to uou ny
seeing how inimitable are His works, one
gains by it .
Finally, every good husband should try
to make his wife have some resource of
this kind, and every wife should do the
same for ber husband. Don't infringe on
each others little Satnrday afternoon
reverence each ether's net pleasures. -
We heard once of a thrifty husband
who plowed in his wife s little flower-
garden, because he thought it a waste of
time. We have seen a wife impatient of
the botanic specimens, bugs or butterflies.
that littered a husband s study, w e knew
a good, conscientious mother who tumbled
her son's mineralogic cabinet into a dark
garret None of these people were either
cruel or bad-hearted, but they hail never
considered the sacred right or every hu
man being to a play-spell.
Let us all see to it that we let every one
have their own Saturday afternoon. Life
is not so very long at the best, and a bit
of pure pleasure is not a thing to be
despised. Hearth and Home.
"FACTS AXD FIGURES.
Russia now keeps up an army of 1,467,-
000 men. ; - , .- ..- . . i
Oss-ouabteb of the houses on the
island of Malta are hotels. , - . - .
Tbb six Methodist branches in England
have 642,823 members. - r
A ram in Leipsic lately celebrated the
completion of their five thousandth piano.
In Leicestershire there is a lunatic who
has been kept in chains for sixty years.
In 1887 the number of arrests for habit
ual drunkenness, in London, was 100,357.
Ths North German army contains 172
ministers. 113 of whom are Protestants
and 53 are Roman Catholics. .
In 1869 the English Chancellor of the
Exchequer received, as conscience money,
the sum or $30,1170..
Thb largest crop of cotton ever pro
duced m the South was in lsGO. It stood
in the market at $100,000,000 in gold.
Thb Moravian statistics show 4,895 com
mnnicants are in Germany, 3,208 in Great
Britain, and 6,7(58 m JNorth America..
Statistics show that about six thou
sand vehicles and three thousand pedestri
ans go through the Washington street
tunnel, in Chicago, daily.
Thb amount of the peach and black
berry crop at St Joseph, Mich., this year,
is estimated at 800,000 baskets cf the for
mer, and 30,000 bushels of the latter.
Axoxa the bridal presents received the
other day by a young lady in New York
the daughter of a millionaire was a $70,-
000 house, with oo,uw worth oi iurni-
Md'llb Cablotta Pattt has an En
glish sparrow that accompanies her on all
her travels, brie picKea it np on ine road
side, several years since, with both its legs
It is estimated that about $500,000 of
the new issue of ten and fifteen cent frac
tional currency is kept out of circulation,
by people keeping one of each for sam
The Charleston Courier says the mor
tality of the negro population in that city,
since the close of the war, as compared
with that of the whites, has been more
than two to one. -
WrLUAM Tbacet is the name of an es
timable keeper who has recently been dis
missed from a Yorkshire insane asylum,
because when it was his duty to give a pa
tient a warm bath he deputed the task
to two lunatics who. boiled the man to
death. , 1
Thb one hundredth anniversary of the
death of George Whitfield will occur Sep
tember 30, 1870, and will probably be
commemorated at Newbury port, Mass.
He was buried there under the pulpit of
the church where he had recently
A shobt time before Judge Fosters
death he went the Oxford circuit in one of
the hottest summers that has been remem
bered, when his charge to the grand jury
was as follows : " Gentlemen, the weather
is extremely hot I am very old, and you
are very well acquainted with your duty.
From a return recently made by the
British and Foreign Bible Society, it ap
pears that by means of that agency there
have been distributed, up to 18C9, 57,210,
485 copies of the Holy Scriptures, the ex
penditures incurred during the sixty-five
years or the society s . existence having
Fob the last ninety years .Christ's
Church, Philadelphia, has had practically
but two rectors, Bishop White, who served
from 1779 to 1836, and the Rev. Dr. Ben
inmin Dorr, who died a few davsaeo. The
Key. John W. James, who succeeded
Bishop White and preceded Dr. Dorr,
survived the former but one month.
Wild Oats. A crop that is generally
sown between eighteen and twenty-five.
The harvest sets in about ten years after,
and is commonly found to consist of a
broken constitution, two weak legs, a bad
cough, and a large trunk filled with vials
and patent medicines. We can hardly say
that the yield pays for the time and labor
expended in the cultivation.
Thb Cleveland Herald says : " We saw
in a street car in this city, a few days
since, an expensively-dressed woman not
only tell a stranger to give up his seat but,
upon his doing so, tender mm nve cents
and loudly insist on his taking it She
said 'she was ncn cnongn to pay ior
everything she had, and didn't ask no fa
vors from nobody without paying for it. "
In England, recently, the pedestrian,
Mountjoy, who is over 60 years of age,
undertook to travel 150 miles by foot in
three days. He started from the Belle- Vue
Hotel. Clanliam -common. On the first
day he traveled 50 miles in 13 hours and
40 minutes; on the second he octapied 14
hours in the 50 miles' journey ; and on the
third he finished the 150 miles, and per
formed 50 miles in thirteen hours, and at
7 o'clock he came to the winning goal and
ccomplishcd his feat
Thb movement in favor of woman suf
frage has reached a more advanced state
in England than in this country. Women
now have the privilege of voting in muni
cipal affairs, and there are already be
tween two and tnree mousanu iemaie vo
ters on the municipal register at Leicester,
the total number on the roll being only
about sixteen thousand. There is a strong
woman's rights party in Leicester, and the
new voters are forming associations so as
to make the most of their lately acquired
Thb official statement of passengers ar
rived in the United States during the year
ending June 30, 1869, has been compiled
at the Bureau of Statistics. The total
number arrived was 389,651, of whom
240,477 were males, and 149,174 females.
Of these, 63,342 were cabin, and 330,309
steerage passengers. The actual immi
grants numbered 352,569, of whom 214,748
were males, and 137,821 females. Of these
immigrants. 132,537 came from Germany,
60,23; from England and Scotland, 64,938
from Ireland, 24,224 from Sweden, io,ut3
from Norway, and 12,874 from China.
BbANDINO TEXAS C ATTT.lt. The Shot
and Leather Dealer says : " On the large
ranches there are many thousand head of
cattle, and about twice a year the ranch
men go out with the branding irons of the
owner, to drive pp and brand all the calves
of the herd. It is a curious fact that these
herds all run together, and yet seldom or
never become united. The stock raiser
may have a dozen herds, with as many dif
ferent brands, all grazing together, but
each retains its separate individuality.
We do not know that this peculiarity has
ever been accounted for, but it is often the
case that all the cattle of a particular brand
will be sold, and then the herdsmen will
go out on the prairies, and by aid of their
glasses, find the particular nerd, and drive
them in, when there will be found no cat
tle of other brands in the whole herd.
The common law in Texas seems to be
that any cattle found roaming without be
ing branded become the property .of the
VOL. XV. NO. 10.
A Merchant's "Story.
A MEiiBEB of a large mercantile firm
recently gave a bit of his early experience
in tuts wide:
" I was seventeen years old when I left
the country store I had tended for three
years, and came to Boston in search of a
place. Anxious, of course,' to appear to
the best advantage,' I spent an nncsnal
amount - of time and solicitude npon my
A 1 la s. .
toiiei; anu wnen it was completed, i sur
veyed my reflection in the glass with no
little satisfaction ; glancing lastly ' and
most approvingly npon a seal-ring which
emoeuisnea my utue nnger, and my cane,
a very fine affair, which! purchased with
direct reference to this occasion. My first
days experience was not encouraging; 1
traversed street after street up one side
ana down on the other without success.
I fancied, toward the last the clerks all
knew my business the moment I entered
the door, and they winked ill-naturedly at
my discomfiture as I passed out But na
ture endowed me with a good -degree of
persistency, ana the next dayi started
again. Toward noon I entered a store
where an elderly gentleman stood talking
with a lady, by the door. I waited till the
visitor had left, and then stated my er
rand. 'No, sir, was the answer, given
in a peculiarly crisp and decided man
ner. Possibly I. looked the discourage
ment I began to leel : for he added in
a kindlier tone, 'Are you good at taking
a hi At? I dont t know, answered I, while
my face flushed painfully. ' What I wish
to say Is this,' said he, smiling at my em
barrassment ; ' if I were in want of a clerk,
1 would not engage a young man who
came seeking employment with a fancy
ring on las nnger and swinging a lancy
cane. J) or a moment mortified vanity
struggled against common sense, but sense
got the victory, and I replied with rather
shaxy voice,! am afraid 'l am, very
much obliged to you, and then beat a
hasty retreat As soon as I got ont of
sight I slipped the ring into my pocket
and walking rapidly to the Worcester de
pot 1 left the cane in charge or the bag
gage-master, until called for.' . It is there
now, lor aught I Know. At any rate, I
never called lor it That afternoon I ob
tained a situation with the firm of which
am now a partner. How much my un
fortunate finery had injured my prospects
the previous day I shall never know ; but
1 never think ot the old gentleman and
his plain dealing without feeling, as I told
him at the time, very much obliged to
Mr. Beecher as a Farmer.
BT MASK TWATJT.
Mr. Becchcr's farm consists of thirty-
six acres, and is carried on on strict scicn-
ti He principles. He never puts m any part
of a crop without consulting his book. - He
plows and reaps and digs and sows ac
cording to the best authorities and the
auuioniies cost more man tne otner lurm-
ing implements do. As soon as the li
brary is complete, the farm will begin to
be a profitable investment, isut book
farming has its drawbacks. Upon one oc-
aaoiam nrhAti a 9 aaamoYl w"!n I lit Mrla 1 n
W3IUU, HUCU DAilsA WVIUUT I
that the hay ought to be cut the hay book
rlnn 1.1 Tint hA at nrl hAtAV it Wflfl I
found it was too late and the hay was all
V'uiu asv siuDta niiu wni u a m vv
Mr. Jieecher raises some ortnennest
crops of wheat in the country, but the un
favorable dinercnce between the cost or
producing it and its market value after it
s produced has interfered considerably
with its success as a commercial enter
prise, nis special weakness is hogs, how
ever. He considers hogs the best game
farm produces. He buys the original pig
for a dollar and a half, and feeds him forty
dollars' worth of corn, and then sells him
for about nine dollars. This is the only
crop he ever makes money on. He loses
on the tern and makes seven dollars ana a
half on the hog. . He does not mind this,
because he never expects to make any
thing on corn, anyways. And anyway it
turns out he has the excitement of rais
ing the hog any how, whether he gets the
worth of him or. not.' His strawberries
would be a comfortable success if the robins
would cat turnips, but they won't, and
hence the difficulty.
One of Jilr. lieechcr s most harassing
difficulties in his farming operations comes
of the close resemblance ot dmerent sorts
of seeds and plants to each other. Two
years ago, his far-sightedness warned him
that there was going to be a great scarcity
ot water melons, and therelore he put in
a crop of twenty-seven acres of that fruit
liut when they came up tney turned out
to be pump suns, and a dead loss was th e
consequence. Sometimes a portion of his
crop goes into the ground the most prom
ing sweet potatoes, and comes up the in
fcrnalist carrots though I never have
heard him express it just in that way.
When he bought his farm, he found one
egg in every hen's nest on the place. He
said that here was just the reason why so
many farmers failed they scattered their
forces too much concentration was the
idea. So he gathered those eggs together
and put them all under one experienced
old hen. The hen roosted over that con
tract night and day for eleven weeks, un
der the anxious personal supervision of
Mr. Beecher himself, but she could not
phase' those eggs. Why? Because they
were those Inlamous porcelain things
which are used by ingenious and traudu
lant farmers as " nest eggs."
But perhaps Mr. Beechers most disas
trous experience was the time he tried to
raise an immense crop of dried apples.
He planted fifteen hundred dollars' worth,
but never a one of them sprouted. He
has never been able to understand to this
day what was the matter, with those ap
ples. Buffalo Express.
Terrible HaHroad Ride.
The lightning express train, Conductor
Holm, on the Lake Shore and Michigan
Southern Road, left Toledo on time, Mon
day evening, with a little colored boy on
board who .ode to Norwalk under circum
stances that fairly make railroad men
tremble as they contemplate his situation.
At Fremont the boy was -discovrred, for
the first time, comfortably seated at the
head of the engine, under the headlight
Being routed from that position, he disap
peared iu the darkness, d was supposed
to have remained in Fremont if the reader
ha? never traveled from Fremont to Nor
walk thirty mil s on this fast train, fair
ly flying at the rate of almost sixty miles
an hour, a vivid conception of the peril
ous position of the boy, as he clung to a
truck beneath the Iwggage car, blinded,
covered, and almost stilled with dust can
not be easily imagined. When the thun
dering of the train had ceased, the inspect
or of its motionless wheels discovered
the boy at Norwalk, and brought him out
His face was so whitened with prairie dust
that an impression of ithe finger upon his
cheek, drawn across the face, left a black
mark. The ride was miraculous. Kail-
road men say they would not have at
tempted the feat for the value of the whole
Toledo Road. The conductor called out
to the wheel inspector to bring the boy
into the baggage car. Supposing that he
of the railroad ."men than he cn-
.vpH nnrlPi- th train, he shot out
countered under the train, he shot out
into the darkness und was not heard from
again. The conductor want, a to give mm
a tree ride in the cars curing ine remain-1
der of the journey-qW inn.,
The Fate f the Teloeipede. ; -
Thb velocinede la running the conrie it
ran some fifty years ago, and is gradually
fading trom public regaro.. a. cunow
note of Mr. G. Y. Cor, in his recent Recol
lections of Oxford, might almost do t de-
scribe the macnine oi iao. ue says: -in
the spring of 1819 appeared a silly sort ot
anomalous vehicle, called a vHocipetU, in
which the motion was half rilling and half
walking; it had a run, but turned out to
be no go. The only gentleman I ever saw
venturing to use one (and that aronnd
' the parks') was a fellow and tutor of New
College ; his name, curiously enough, was
Walker When he aunnounzea, ne ex
claimed (like . the Irishman ' who took a
rule in a bottomless sedan chair), 'Well,
if it were not for the fashion. I would as
lief walk'" Lippiueott's Migazins.
The new economy of the British War
Office limits the supply of pens to tour
dozen a year to each clerk.
-1 T0TO1T3 DEPAliT n:
A &ERXON FOR TGUJGJOLKS
' Tv mr kntin for pleaWss) '
Tsy cannot be found than, I BMW, 7
or yet Wl a-tfrtrtoir for treasures, -
The bee baa to work for the honey, : "
The dropa baa no right to the food. :
And he who has not earned his money I
Will get of his money bo good. . . .
The ant bnflds her house with her labor,
- Tbo sqnirrel looks ant for his mast,' -'
' And ho who depends on his neighbor
i urn. m . . . . - .
it iu never nave inenaa, am or I
, In short, t)a ao batter than IMevtajr, '
Thoagh thief la a harsh same to call
; Good thirds to.be alwavs receiving.
And Diver to give back t iH. ,, , .
' Ana do ant pot off till to-aiorrow,
The thin? that too ought to do now, .
Bnt first set the share in the furrow, - xu
And then set voor hand to the plow.
Tbethneistoo rhort to be waltln?," '
The day makcth haste to the nlghf; '
AM lt um as hard work to be hating
. Tour work as to do it outright. -"
Know thls.too. before you are older,
And all the fresh morning gone
'Who puts to the world's wheel a soonMer
, la he that will move the world oa I
' Don't wwary oat will wttb debvinr, -
And wnen yoa are crowded din t stop ; '
Believe me there's troth in toe saving--Tbefoajwaye
in roan at the toy ! '
To coascirnce- be true, and to man true
Keep faith, ho;e and love in joai breast.
And when yoa have done all yon can do.
Why, then yoa may trust for the re.
KLatt was a pretty little rirL with a
slender graceful figure, and long flaxen
ringlets. .- . .
She was sweet ana aiiecuonate too, so
that strangers were always pleased with
her, and remarked what a lovely child she
I say strangers, because Katy soon be
came tiresome, she asked sqjnany ques
tions. - 1 '
If any member of the family came in
with a package, she would not be satisfied
till she found out what was in it where
it came from, and what was to be done
with it . . . -,
If any one opened the front door to go
out Katy would begin, Where . yoa go
ing ? When are you coming back ! May
I gj with you?" .
This, you see, was very troublesome ana
impertinent ; but this was not the worst
thing she did She would sometimes
hide away and listen to what people were
saying, when she knew it was not for her
to hear. .
A ladv came to call on her mother, one
day. and after remarking that it was, very
cold and wet and that she thought it was
going to he hot and dry ; that the . frost
had killed their beans and a hawk stolen
one of their chickens; she said something
else in a low voice, which Katy . did not.
hear. Then her mother said to her, "l oo
may run down stairs, my dear, now, and
play with the other children."
Katy went out and shut the door, but
she knew very well that she was , sent
away, because the lady had something to
say, and she was very curious to know
what it could be. So what did she do
but put her ear to the key-hole, and lis
ten r - '
At first she could not distinguish a
word, then she caught the sound of her
own name, next that of Molly Oibba, and
then the words school " and Beaver
She pieced it all together, and this is
what she made of it M Molly Gibba has
been telling tales out of school, that's cer
tain ; she's a mean girl and I'll let her
know that I think so; I don't see what
Beaver Pond has to do with It, thongh. "
Then she pressed her ear closer to the
Pretty soon she heard her brother aii-
chael calling her from the foot of the
stairs. . .
To answer would be to betray herself.
so she thought she would steal away, but
something held her back, and to her dis
TTOT BriA liT1Tlil QrtA h Cnflt.
of T j curls m the door
. . i
may she found she had shut two or uiree
Still her brother kept calling
What u her mother shouia near
open the chamber door ?
Katy had a pair or scissors m ner nana
with which she had been cutting paper
dolls. She might cut off her curls, and
run away but O. to part with her hair,
it seemed almost as bad as losing her head,
for Katy was very proud of her curls,
"Where on earth are you, Katy?"
screamed Michael, running up the stairs.
Snip went the scissors, and ou came two
of her curls ; but she was not free yet
for two more were fast in the door, and
there was Michael at the other end of
O, ho. Miss Curiosity, shouted he.
caught at last Came Alice, come, Mol
ly, come all of you come and see Pau
Katy s mother hastened to tne U'mr, ioi-
lowed bv the visitor, and the children
came running np stairs to see what all thi
noise was about . .
There stood poor Katy, ready to sink
through the floor with mortification.
uo to your room, said ner motner,
"and I will come to you presently, and
you, children, run bac& to your piay
If Katy was mortified to be caught
eavesdrooping, she was still more so when
her mother told her that the lady wished
to speak to her privately because she was
planning a pic-nic at Beaver Pond, which
she intended should be a pleasant surprise
to her niece, Molly Oibba, and to katy.
She had chosen Wednesday afternoon for
it because there would be no school.
Katy was auowea to go to tue pic-nic,
but it afforded her very little pleasure.
It had been necessary to sacrifice ad her
curls to match the side she had disfigured,
and this was a constant reminder of her
fault Or if she did forget for a moment,
it was recalled bv 3IkhaeL who would lay
bis hand on her shorn locks, and remark.
" Sly Reynard lost his tail in the trap."
1 Wili s jompanwn.
MTbe One that Watches the Sheep WD1
Win the WooL"
At a largo manufactory of jewelry In
New Jersey two young men were once
working in the same room and earning
equal wages. A foreman being required
for that department one of the two re
ceived the appointment Six months af
ter he rose to be foreman of the whole fac
tory. While he was holding this pesition
one of the two members of the firm sud
denly died, and the remaining partner,
soon finding the cares of sole proprietor
ship too heavy, called his young foreman
to a partnership in the business. . Only
three months afterward his unexpected
death left sole owner and manager the
young man only eighteen months before
a humble journeyman. bhuihsui
foilnw still toils at the same table, a jour
neyman still, envying his fortunate shop
mate, and cursing his own "miserable
Yet in fact, "luck" had nothing to do
with it The different fortunes of the two
men are fully accounted for by their
characters. Both were strictly sober,
skillful, and industrious. But one was
watchful ofhis employer 4 interest, the
other careless. One was In the habit or
leaving work a day as often as ne cnose;
the other was ever at his post, no matter
what picnics, parades, ball-matches, or
target-shootings toon piace. vue uroppeu
his tools on the instant or the six o ciock
whistle, the other stayed to finish his job.
One refused to do overwork when orders
were pressing, because "he wouldn't be
imposed upon;" the other was always
willing to do whatever he was called upon
to do. He won his promotion by giving
his whole heart to his trade. Devoting
himself to the business as thoroughly as
though it were his own, he made it his
own. ' .
His history reminds us or the saying or
an old shepherd to the boy who com-
totcd wf CP ne.v fj
my boy, if you watch the sheep.
my boy, ir you watcn tne snecp, youu
win the wooL""Seest thou a man dili
gent in his business? ' Tie shall stand be
fore kings, he shall not stand before mean
. . . ij, time,
Tol 1 weren't
talk too much of vour nihts, and tnini
too little of your duties. Whether your
place ia on the farm or in the factory, be
hind the eoanter or the-desk. faithfulness
.there will be a round in. the ladder lifting
you higher American AgrieuUurut.
.': - , -,- '
nfNVor Rochelle. N. T-
having been greatly annoyed by the fre
quent Tiaita. of some thievos, who haa
stolen his grapes as fosi m th--y became
ripe, recently arranged a couple of gnne, -charged
with buckshot in lu hen-house.
To the triggers wires were attached and
placed along the ground tothe pe
Vines, and sign-boards were Pl around
the grounds Twith the warnvng." Beware
of tneVpring guns." He was bnt
lv engaged & straighteniog out las grape
vines which bad been Pratw nj or-.
and it is supposed uwt o r.
tangled in the wires wuuas .- r,
eunM, for he was found (k-wth uftr-y
or twenty shot buried ia his head, t jl
and shoulders. -