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Joseph Belie, Carroll.
Henry Nutter, Chest.
A. G. Crooks, Taylor.
J. Houston, "Washint'n.
John Thompson, Ebensburg
Asa H. Fisko White.
J. M. Christy, Gallitfcin
Wm Tiley, Jr., "Washt'n.
I. E. Chandler, Johnst'wn.
M. Adlesberger, Loretto.
A. Durbin, Munster.
Andrew J Ferral, Susq'han
G. W. Bowman, "White.
B. F. Slick,
J. K. Sliryock,
CHURCHES, MINISTERS, &.C
Presbyterian Rev. D. Harbison, Pastor.
freachinsr every Sabbath morning at 10
aVWV and in the evenine: at 6 o'clock. Sab-
oath School at 9 o'clock, A. M. Prayer nieet-
inf everv Thursday evening at 6 o clock
At fthntiist Eoiscoval Church Rev. J. S. Lem-
vo.v. Preacher in cnarge. Rev. V. II. M'Bride,
Assistant. Preachinsovery alternate Sabbath
morning, at 10 o'clock. Sabbath School at 9
o'clock, A. M. Prayer meeting every Thursday
evening, at 7 o'clock.
Welch Independent Rev Ll. R. Powell,
Pastor. Preaching every Sabbath morning at
10 o'ciock. and in the evening at o o clock
Sabbath School at 1 o'clock, P. M. Prayer
meeting on the first Monday evening of each
month ; and on every Tuesday, Thursday and
Friday evening, excepting the first week in
Caleinistic Methodist Rev. Morgan Ellis.
Pastor. Preaching every Sabbath evening at
2 and 6 o'clock. Sabbath School at r o'clock,
A. M. Prayer meeting every Friday evening,
at 7 o'clock. Society every Tuesday evening
at 7 o'clock.
Disciples Rev. W. Lloyd, Pastor. Preach-.
ng everv Sabbath morning at 10 o'clock.
radicular Baptists Rev . David Evaxs,
Pastor. Preaching every b'abbath evening at
3 o'clock. Sabbath School at at L o'clock, P. M.
Cj'.holic Rev. M. J. Mitchell, Pastor.
Services every Sabbath morning at 10 o'clock
and Vespers at 4 o'clock in the evening.
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Western, 14 at 12 J o'clock, A. M.
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Western, " at 8 o'clock, P. M.
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town, &c, arrive on Thursday of each week,
at 5 o'clock, P. M.
Leave Ebensburg on Friday of each week,
at & A. M.
F,The mails from Newman's Mills, Car
rolltown, kc, arrive on Monday, Wednesday
and Friday of each week, at 3 o'clock, P. M.
Leave Ebensburg on Tuesdays, Thursdays
and Saturdays, at 7 o'clock, A. M.
West Bait.' Express leaves at
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' Mail Train
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Judaescfthe Courts President, Hon. Geo.
Taylor, lluntinsdon; Associates, George W.
Easley, Henry C. Devine.
Proihonotary Joseph M'Donali.
Register and Recorder James Griffin.
Sheriff John Buck. .
District Attorney. Philip S. Noon.
County Commissioners John Campbell, Ed
ward Glass, E. It. Dunncgan.
Treasurer Isaac Wike.
Poor House Directors George M'Cullongh,
George Delany, Irwin Ratledge.
Poor Mouse Treasurer George C. K. Zahm.
Auditors William J. Williams, George C.
K. Zahm, Francis Tierney.
County Surveyor. Henry Scanlan.
Coroner. --WUHaui Flattery.
Mercantile Appraiser John Cox.
Sup't. of Common Schools J. F. Condon.
EBCXSBFRG BOR. OFFICERS.
Justices of the Peace David II. Roberts
Burgess A. A. Barker.
School Directors AV-el LloydtPbil S. Noon,
Joshua D. Parrish', Hugh Jones, E. J. Mills,
David J. Jones. ....
EAST WARD. ' .
Constable Thomas J. Davis.
Town Council J. Alexander Moore, Daniel
0. Evans, Richard R. Tibbott.Evan E. Evans,
Inspectors Alexander Jones. D. O Evans,
Judge of Election Richard Jones, Jr.
Assessor Thomas M. Jones.
Assistant Assessors David E. Evans Wm
Constable William Mills, Jr.
Town Council John Dougherty, George C
K. Zahm, Isaac Crawford, Francis A. Shoe
maker, James S. Todd. - :
Inspectors G. W; Oatman, Roberts Evans.
Judge of Election Michael Hasson.
Assessor James Murray. ' .
ufS!'w'9TrWlllm Barnes, Dan:
EBENSBURG, PA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 22, 18G4.
Under the Lilacs.
Under the lilac-trees we sat,
Beautiful Maud and I
Sweet eyes flashed under a gipsy bat,
Sweet l:ps kept talking of this and that,
While under the lilac-trees we sat,
Beautiful Maud and I. ' '
Under the trees last night I sat,
But ab i alone wa3 I
No sweet eyes flashed from a gipsy hat,
No sweet lips chatted of this and that,
While under the lilac-trees I sat ;
For ah I alone wa3 I..
Ihe angels' claimed sweet Maud one day-
She left the gray old grange, .
Lef: her home on the beautiful bay,
Left biiJ3 and blossoms behind, they say,
Left all in the balmy, blossoming May
On ! beautiful Maud, 'twas strange !
Beautiful Maud ! shall I ever know, '
In this lower, lower land,
Why came on ray heart that terrible blow?
Why your cheeks grw pale shall I ever
know ? . .
Why you slumber to-day where the lilacs
Can I ever understand ?;
Love and Hie Phthisis.
OuWashoe bachelors are always on the
qui vice duriug the last months of summer
and the first and second fall mouths, when
the emigrant trams are rolling in off the
plains with whole troops of sun-browned
The girls have all heard thac the chan
ces for getting husbands are ,:awful irood
in Washoe." They know there are "sights"
of chances, so they begin primping shortly
after passing Independence Hock, and by
the ume they strike the. waters of the
Carson, they are in a perfect state of wrig-
crc . -
My friend Condrick wanted a wife,
lie wanted a-niece of "unsophisticated
calico from the States."
lie talked much of when the- trains
would arrive, and of pretty .emigrant girls.
He swore he Would "gobble up one this
At last it was reported that a big train
was. camped on the Carson! two miles bc-
Condrick mounted Ins mustang and
departed wiih alacrity.
iiie report proved tru and, what was
better, "Women absolutely abounded," as
Condrick afterwards informed rue, iu his
He rode among the tents and wagons,
ostensibly much concerned to know exact
ly the State,' county and town from which
each family hailed, but in reality taking
notes of the hue points of all the marriage
able looking females in the camp.
At last he struck one that suited him to
Long afterwards he paid to me, with a
great sigh which he tried to smother in a
augh, "Oh ! she was a clipper! . Trim as
i gazelle : lithe as a willow: cheeks which
(though sun-browned) showed a i peachy
ruddiness; with eyes ! ah !
brown swimming eyes ! that drove your
soul down into your boots, draped your
heart up into your throat, and left vou
speechless and slaughtered." ,
To this sumptuous female Condrick laid
siege. ' .
Ills progress was gocd.
As the shades of evening Fettled down
upon valley and hill, he and his charmer
took a stroll. .
As they walked along the meandering
banks of the Carson, the full taci of the
moon rose up from behind the eastern
hills. All uature seemed filled and quiv
ering with love. .
Love danced in the rays of moonlight
that glanced oh the stream; the willows
rustled their leaves to the passing breezes,
and so sweetly told the story of their love
that even the restless winds were ontieed
for awhile to linger, lorgetlul of their
journey; enamored night hawks were
skimming the love-laden air in voluptuous
circles, rays of languishing light gleaming
in answering flashes froin their lazy wings;
crickets, peepiDg from their. holes in. the
neignooring nuiocK8, ; cnirpea to tacn
other in mellow, tremulous notes the ripe
and gushing "loves of their surcharged
hearts; beetles, crazy with love, thundered
hoarsely their plaints of the tender paiu
that rackrd their mailed bodic3, and the
sweet honeydew of Heaven fell softly into
the heart-cup that each meek plant held
trustingly up. . :
The sympathetic hearts of tho lovers
acknowledged i the tender influences sur
rounding : them, and shared ' the ' sweet
thrills with which, all nature quivered. '
Slotvly the pair, in fond discourse, wan
dered on.-i :: . ." ""'
-What throb3 of affection stirred Con
What fires of. love burned in Condrick's
eyes ! . .
As his charmer leaned trustirgly upon
his arm, Heaven seemed to descend and
rest on the luwcr and nearest hills.
As the murmur of a bee in a rose, was
her voice to his soul. r,
Seating themselves on a grassy bank,
they g:ized together on tho darkling eddies
of the gliding stream.
In glowing colors Condrick painted for
the fair being bv his side a picture of the
wonderful wealth hidden withio the rocky
vaults of the Whipporwill mine.
Charmed by his eloquence and absorbed
in the contemplationnf the picture he had
placed before her, O forgot all o.Uc, aud
gradually her beautiful head drooped
drooped lower and lower and finally it
rested upon; his bosom his manly chest
Great Heaven! a tliriil dxi ted through
his frame, and so affected him that it was
ODly by a tremendous effort that he could
smother tho volcano of emotions swelling
within his bosom.
He felt a desire, to bound to his feet and
utter a wild whoop!
: But he didn't. .
' No: he constrained his emotion; ho re
sisted the inisulse.
Her head was now fairly and snugly
nestled upon his breast.
As she lay gazing iuto his handsome
face, her parted tresses, of richest bruwn,
fell backward in affluent waves from her
broad forehead, uukissed by the sun, and
of niarble texture and whiteness. Her
great liquid, eyes looked into his, and hs
gazed down into their unfathomable depths
till all the past, all the future seemed to
Heaven cams down still lower, resting
on the valley.
But this could not always last. He felt
that it could not. She seemed expecting
Her great eyes closed wearily, and the
ilken hinges of their curtains rested on
her cheek. .
He was happy as he was, but he could
not be as he was forever.
She seemed to have the same thoughts.
She slightly raised her head. lis
pressure on his breast was not so great as
He was distressed. Would she rise ?
Was he about tcTlose her?
The thought waW ngony.
His head grew dizzy. He felt himself
anding on a precipice.
He was losing his balance.
He was toppling over.
He gasped gapped out his tale of love.
It was not a loni; one.
But it was to the point.
She sighed a long, long, tremendous,
But she said nothinir.
tone, he asked her if
she hadn't some feelioirs of the same kind
She put her arms about his neck, and
hiding her sweet face in his shirt front,
sobbed out in a broken voice that that was
what ailed her.
Heaven let go all holds, and fell at his
eet.' ' - : ' -. ;
.' 1Ipt2 followed several deep, searching,
'.'For the gratification of my lady read
ers, and that they may know the exact
number and duration of these kisses. I
lave put them all down. "They were as
ollows, the stars representing their num
ber, 'and the dashes the duration of each :
: : ..it
will be observed that the last one was of
immense length. It has a tail to it like a
comet." I am not sure that it was not
even longer than I have represented as
Condrick even is not sure about it. He
thinks about here he was insensible for a
time. " V'" ' ; ' ' .' :
'After all these kisses came an awkward
rjause. ' , "' ;" '! I '' ' " ' :
: The situation to be sure was not an un
happy ouel : !
.But again my friend felt that it was
time for something more. ' "r -"
lie had made the leap from one prici
pice another was before him.
' He was tuttering to its brink.1
' He must speak of marriage. ' - ;
' How would she take that?' f '
" She had acknowledged that ehe loved
him! ' r'- ' ' '
'" This gave him courage. , :
. He gasped, and chokingly gulped out
the question: ' in fear, and with his eyes
' She clasped him more tightly about the
neck, and sighed deeply: ;'
'' Poor Condrick! all sorts of fears attack
ed him. c: -ii- -v - i l -v "i
The very blood in his heart ceemcd
congealing. , ? 'J-:r'"z : , j
He felt a drop of something .moist fall
on his hand.
At first he thought her nose was bleed
ing. - - -
He held his hand aloft in the moonlight
and on it beheld a
He felt better then
His heart gave a great leap, and he said-
"Thank Jleaven !"
He was now much encouraged.
He again made inquiry as to her love
She said then, in words, that she loved
him "Oh ! so much !" which for a time
comforted him greatly.
. O'jndrick now began to urge immediate
marriage.' ' ; ' '
She objected, but clung more closely
to him, and said, ''Wail awhile."
Condrick wanted to know if there was
any obstacle to their immediate uuioo.
She kissed him T
J aDd said there was
a slight one.'
He then tenderly kised her, -
and asked if they could not be married in
She raised her great swimming eyes
to hij face, and gazed foundly upon him,
but said nothing. . . 1
Her pouting lips were in tempting prox
imity to his own.
He now repeated his question, wh;u ic
an agonized voice she cried out :
"Oh'! dear, I can't tell! I've got a
phlhisicy old cuss of a husbaud out in one
o' them wagons, and he's just spiteful
enough to live a month yet!"
Coudnck is still a bachelor.
A Tvtiliglit Wooiii
It is an awful thing to lose a friend by
marriage! To see him drop into your
room occasionally, alwavs with :i nnnor
paicel undor his arm,
j , - i i
aud nubons, instead of having him all to
yourself, day iu and day out. To, know
that the blue-breathed - evening cijrar will
inevitably be abbreviated by 'Oh, mv
wile will ber anxious if. I'm not at home
by eight o'clock !" To tell him about the
pretty girl with the pink boar.et that you
met on the street yesterday, and be gen
erally confidential, and then find your
tongue suddenly palsied by the conviction
that he will tell his wife every word you
have been i saying. There's no use talk
ing about the thing it's actually inde
scribable. Do you suppose I didn't feel jealous
when Jack Marclyffe got married? Do
you suppose the green-eyed monster did
n't inspire me with all sorts ot unamiable
teelini:s towards the little brown-fiyed
beauty who had cut me out so completely ?
It took some time to recoucileme to the
new state of things. But when I found
out that she didn't object to my sitting on
the balcony and speaking with Jack
....... K . K i.. I 'i . i
iia,, mat miu autuauy ngnica our cigars
for us, and then brought her little foot
stool and sat down beside us that she
laughed like a peal of merry bells at our
bachelor haps and mishaps and that she
liked to have me come to dinner on Sun
days, then I thought Jack's wife wasa'e.
so bad an institution after al!. And one
day, when she brought out her tinv
wicker wcrk-basket, aud stood on tip-toe j
to sew the loose button upon my coat, I J
capitulated in good earnest. ,
"Jack," -aid I, "your wife is well, not
exactly an anrel, fori don't believe iu
angels about I he house, but the swtefest
little woman I ever set my eyes on. You
won't be jealous, old fellow ?"
."Jealous no !" stretching his neck to
look after the light disappearing figure.
"But I teli you what, Arthur, you ought
to sec Mary's sister !" . .
About two weeks after this, as I came
in at tlie sweet-brier-shadowed gate, and
paused to look at the crimson clove-pinks
just opening their fringed petals, the sil
very tones of another voice pounded iu
the low-eavcd piazza, and almost before I
knew it Jack Marclyffe's arm was through
mine, and he wa introducing me to a du
plicate edition of his wife a scrfrlet-lipped,
arch-eyed girl in white muslin, with a
coral bracelet on her arm. : ,
From that moment, I was gone. I
didn't know whether I sat in Jack's vel
vet easy chair, or on the top of a rail
fence; I said "No, I thank ou!' when
31 rs. Jack asked me how I was ; I stirred
my cup of chocolate wish a pen-knife, aud
tried to put the table-cloth, instead of ray
handkerchief, into my pocket ; and finally
I irrevocably disgraced myself by putting
the match-box iuto the cradle, and depos
iting the baby on the mantel-piece. . .
'Good gracious, Mr. Arden !" exclaim
ed Marclyffe, "what's the matter ?"
"I believe I think iu fact, I know
I've got a cold in my head I'M filtered,
at the time-looking straignt at Agne, the
sister, who was toying with her corai
bracelet, and pretending not to laugh. ; :
v "Jack said I, that evening, aa
with me, "there's no
use trying to mince matters if I can't
win Miss Agnes, I shall take arsenic."
Jack squeezed my hand.' He had been
"through the mill" himself.
"Do you think slue cares forme, Jack ?"
I asked, plaintively, about a month after
ward. "1 declare, honestly, I've a great
mind to jump off the pier, or hang myself,
or die by starvation. Now, what docs she
mean by flirting with that red-whiskered
Carew ? Oh, Jack, do be merciful tell
me what you really think."
Poor Maycliffe! It wasaboucthe thir
tieth time he. had . been asked the 8ame
question. . .
"Why, how can I tll, Arthur? You
miuhtas well ask me to read the Hindoo
alphabet as to decipher the mysteries of a
woman s heart.
hy don i you as her
"Me ask her !'' and the cold
through me like veins of ice.
dare not, for my life !"
Jack burst iuto a laugh.
"Well, I can't give an? belter advice,"
said he; "only remember, my boy, 'faint
heart never won fair lady.' "
lie turned away, and left me standing
in the amber flush of the twilight, among
the crimson clusters of cinna'iion roses and
the tall coronals of gleamiug lilies. Up
in the rosy sky the new moon hucg, a
curved thread of silver, and one bright
star bore its lance of pearl against the ra
diant horizon. I looked absently up at
the fair atmosphere down at the blos
soming gardec of flowers, thinking, in the
midst of my perplexity, how like the blue
heaven was to Agnes' eyes, and marveling
that the pink roses were so near akin to
the dainty color that came and went upou
her silk-soft cheek.
Beside the low French window that
opened upon the piazza floor, I saw the
flow of muslin drapery through the fra
grant gloom it was where Mrs. Marclyffe
was wont to sit, with her baby. I caught
the. refruiu of the low, delicious cradle
song warbled in the tiny sleeper's ear. A
bright thought struck me I would take
woman's wit into my counsel.
"Mary," said I, sitting down on the
piazza' step, and leaniug ray head against
the rose-wreathed pillar just opoositc the
window, "I wish you'd tell me what to do;
I'm desperately in lov3 with your sister
Agnep, and don't laugh now I haven't
the courage to tell her so."
I paused an instant, and then went or, :
"I love her better than life. No. that is
not saying enough I would die to make
her happy. Oh, Mary, can't you give me
a word ot encouragement? I dare not
tell her my love, because my heart sinks
so in dread of the one little word, No !'.
Will she speak it, do you think ?"
There was no answer still.
'Olarywill she break my heart ?"
I spoke with trembling accents, fresh
from the deepest recesses of my soul.
One instant of silence, in the soft, pul
sing fragrance cf the midsummer twilight,
and then there was a fluttering ot light,
azure robes, the fall of a fairy footstep.
Ere I could look up, a soft, white arm,
gleaming with the clasp of a blood red
coral bracelet, was around my neck a
shower of brown curls nestled on mv
She will not never will !"
The voice was that of Agnes Day. I
held th 3 coy, coquettish charmer to my j
Life has been brimming with sweets
ever since many a golden moment has
paused to sprinkle its chalice of joy around
my footsteps, as it passed on into the
world of the bygone, but in all my exis
tence there never came a second time like
I had been pleading to Agnes herself!
Mary stood smiling in the background,
the veriest spice of roguery gleaming in
her hazel eyes, through a dim quiver of
"So I'm really to have a brother-in-law
?" she said, ' putting aside the ros-es
and coming forward, just as the wicket
fastening clicked under Jack's hand, and
the fiery spark of his cigar flashed thro
tho purple gloaming, sluwly traveling up
the savden walk.
"Ilalb!" said he, paustnrr abruntlv as
he came into our presence, while Aijnes
tried vainly to escape from my detaining
arm. "Oh, I sec now! Well upon
my word, for such a bashful young gen
tleman, you've been remarkably expedi
tious ! Adept my congratulations, Asgie
A professor of penmanship, whose
(specimen? of skill have often been on
exhibition in various cities ot New York,
is a soldier in the Union army. Being
at home on furlough, recently, he found
his ballot signed with a cross and his
mark. Some of the 4friends" of Gov.
Seymour had been handling it, is the
went out to the
About the Slate Draft.
The subjoined letter, addressed to the
Commissioners of Mifflin county by Brio-.
Gen. Lemuel Todd, the officer entrusted
with the organization of the Pennsylvania
State Guard, will be of intciest to our
"Ik'j'lquarta'S P. M. In.'pertor GeneraV
OJjici, ILirnshimj, Nov. 17, 1864. 1. Are
those who hold exemption ccr.ificates from
U. S. boards exempfunder the State law?
The certificate of exemption lor mental or
physical disability, given by the physician
of the enrolling board of the U. S. should
not be received as evidence of disability'
or disqualification or State service Fh
board must make its own exemptions, dc-
"""r tin me circumstances oi
each particular case whether the party U
a proper subject for exemption.
"2. Are .those who paid commutition
to the U. S. or Jurnishcd substitutes ex-'
empt? The citizen owes allegiance, and,
as a consequence, service to both State
and National Governments, and exemption
from service under the provisions ot the
Acts of Congress lor curolling nnd callicg
oat the National forces, does not relieve a
party from the service he owes the State
under the militia laws of the Common
wealth. It is a superadded obligation.
;I have the honor to be.
your ooodient servant,
(Signed.) "LEMUEL TODD.
"Inspector. Gen. Ptnna. Militia."
Major 11. I. Dodge has received tho
"To Major II. I. Dodge, Twelfth United
States Infantry, Acting Assis.'ant Provost
Marshal Geueral, Harrisburg, Pa Maj. :
The Secretary of War directs me to i..furra
you that the President of the United States
has ordered as follows: In case theGov
ert.or of Pennsylvania shall organize the
Pennsylvania State Guard, and"-put in'
service under the .State act for that pur
pose, a number, not exceeding five thous
and, it is ordered that any member of said
organization being drafted into the United
States be at once furloughcd, so as to
retain his place in said State organization,
not receiving pay of the United States,
but the time counting on his term under
the draft. You are instructed to see that
the orders of the President are strictly
"I am, Major, very respectfully, your
(Signed) "JAS. B. FRY,
"Provost Marshal General."
General Sherman's Guide.
General Sherman had with him, in his
Georgia expedition, one of the best and
most reliable "scouts" in the Southwest
an old man, a native Georgian, aud a
wealthy planter and slaveholder at that.
It would not be proper, ot course, to men
tion his name, but it is well knowu to all
who visited headquartersa yearago. When
the war broke out, he deuounced the
Southern leaders, and in consequence of
hi? Union sentiments was compelled to
leave his home, near Macon, between two
days. His neighbors missed him, and
suspecting rightly that he had gone off to
join the Yankees; they followed him so
closely that he was obliged to hide in the
mountains for several weeks. They have
since organized all kiud- of raids for no
other object than to catch this old man.
vicer ocing in tne service tor some time,
he voluuteered his services to General
Buell, but that officer didn't need much
Southern "guidance." Next he received
a position as voluuecer aid to General
Itosecrans, to whom he was of great service
in the campaign terminating at Chattanoo
ga. He has been with Ueueral Sherman
since last June. There is not a highway
nor tyway in the interior of Georgia with
which he is unacquaiutcd, aud scarcely a
town or village in which he is not knewn.
He used to say that with a brigade of
cavalry, he could find cotton and niggers
enough within cno hundred miles of At
lanta, to liquidate the National debt. He
is one of the rich men of the South who
have regained faithful to the Union cause
when they knew that to dso was to lose
their property, their homes and their
comfort. Oa his present trip he carries
with, him a black iit of those who took
pleasure in persecuting him four years
ago. lie says that he will make it more
than even with them, before he gets
; CSS8" Horace Walpolc used to pay : "Use
a little bit cf alum twice or thrice a week,
no bigger than your nail, ti'l it h. n
dissolved in your mouth, and then spit it
out. This has fortified my teeth, and the
are as strong as: the pen of Junius. I
learned it of Mts. Grosvener, who had not
a speck in her teeth till her death."
ar-hi early life, General Sheridan was
a newsboy. He circulated news theo
makes it now. 1