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BT MAJOR TATTEN, I S1TED STATES AUMT.
About the world I've journeyed much,
I've traveled far and near,
And my experience is such
As you shall shortly hear.
Iv'c seen the worst I've seen the best.
Of (so called human kind,)
Where all are Uisily in quest
Of what they never find.
I've known a man who robbed the poor,
And yet was rich himself,
Who drove the beggar from the door,
With silver on his shelf.
I vo seen a judge who justice sold,
Have heard a gamester pray,
And knew a wife who did not scold
Upon a washing day.
A lass I've seen just turned fifteen,
(A blossom partly blown,)
W ho really did not care 1 ween,
To be a woman grown.
gaia, I've seen a seedy maid,
(Oh Godfrey be it sung !)
Who did not seem the least afraid
At being reckoned young.
I've known a lawyer plead a cause,
Who never sent a bill,
And known a doctor (not of laws)
Take his prescription pill,
I've known a tradesman speak the truth,
I've heard a parson swear,
And knew a haekman once, in sooth,
Who charged but lawful fare.
I've known a parson play at whist,
Who would not play at loo ;
And knew an abolitionist
Who did a slave pursue ;
To lavish on his offspring wild,
A miser hoard his gold,
And see a mother leave her child
For stranger hands to hold.
I've seen a maiden who had slid,
Who had a modest air,
And seen a belle who (seeming) did
Not know that she was fair ;
Once on a railroad 'twas my lot
To get a passage "free,"
And on a steamer once I got
A decent cup of tea.
And I have seen once in my life,
A husband, be it known,
Who did not treat his neighbor's wife
Some better than his own ;
And also seen III be (don't wink)
As gentle as I can
Some time ago, it was I think
I saw an honest man.
A Broken Home.
A short time since, we left the cherished idol
ofour hearth-circle in the full promise of health
and life, and returned but to see him die ! Our
home is desolate, for its purest light has faded
out. Willie is dead !
0 God ! how we loved the boy ! lie was a
cliild of more than rare promise a brave, beau
tiful, noble hearted being, and all manhood in
every pulse. His mind was almost masculine,
and he wrestled with death, with the calm pa
tience and judgment of maturer years.
Would that in the spring time he had gone to
his long night-rest of death, when the flower
and the leaf and tiny blade were bursting out
from their earth sleep to clothe the fields in
beauty. Bat it matters not. He wandered not
alone through the dark valley, "for of such is
the kingdom of Heaven." The warm sun-beam
and rain drop of spring-time, will deck the res
ting place of the little 6leeper in smiles. Little
will he heed however, either sun-beam or cloud
on earth, for there is no winter shadow in the
eternal summer sky of bliss.
Blessed hope that death is not an "eternal
sleep'" .The beautiful tenement of a soul of
tiro summers, will mingle with its pillow of
arth ; but in the silence of night-time, we shall
listen to the tripping of little feet, and the low
whispering of a silvery voioe to the sweet rus
tung of two little angel wings, and feel the pure
touch of a tiny palm upon the feverish cheek.
One of the Btrongest links of earth has been bro
ken hut to bind us the closer to Heaven. God's
ill be done !
The little playthings are all put away. A
Jep tide of bright hopea has been rolled back
MPon th heart Crushed and broken, we bow
to the storm that has swept our hearth, and
Jnank God that there is a better world then this
w the child.
Willie, our own loved, beautiful, gentle
jood night ! Cayuga Chief.
A Down East Sham Uattle
Many years ago it was a custom in the State
of Maine, in most of the towns, to celebrate the
memorable event of the surrender of Cornwal
lis, by 'going through" a mock performance,
representing thai important fact in our country's
The little towwf Waterford, ' situated ' npoh
the banks of the broad and majestic "Crooked
River," resolved not to be behind hand in so
great an affair. Accordingly a meeting was
called at the old Town House, on the "Hill," to
make the necessary arrangements. Deacon
Moses Jones, as he was called, was chosen to
enact the character of Washington and 'Squire
'Bijer Wood the character of Cornicallis. The
under officers, soldiers, &c, were to be selected
by the selectmen, whose duty it was to furnish
uniforms and pay such other expenses as the
affair should incur.
Now as Messrs. Jones and Wood are the prin
cipal heroes of the sketch, a 6hort description
of their characters may not be deemed out of
place. Deacon Jones was a wealthy farmer,
proud and religious, (at least he thought he
was,) and was on the whole a very worthy man.
The worst thing about him was a bad habit he
had acquired of taking "a drop too much ;" but
then this was not thought a great deal of, for
every body in "them days" took "suthin" occa
sionally. 'Squire Wood was the village lawyer, very
aristocratic, but, withal, a very clever man.
The 'Squire imagined that he knew considerable
more than his neighbors gave him credit for.
This may safely be set down as his greatest fault.
Both the 'Squire and Deacon were proud of their
positions in this great affair, and both meant to
do their best.
The morning of the great day dawned beau
tifully. The Deacon, dressed as General Wash
ington, and mounted on his "iron gray," retired
with his men, dressed as "Continentals true,"
at an early hour to a grove near the village,
where the ceremony was to take place.
Cornwallis (pro. tern.) was also up and dres
sed before fight, and stationed himself, with his
men dressed as Britishers, behind the "Hills."
The programme of the day's performance was
as follows. The two companies were to meet
in front of the tavern, on the common, exchange
shots, skirmish a little in which Cornwallis
was to be most essentially whipped and then
ingloriously surrender !
At early dawn thousands poured into the little
village, to see the fun and celebrate the great
day. Punch, rum-flip and ginger-bread were in
great demand. At 9 o'clock the two companies
marched into the villuge and arrayed themselves
into fighting position, reminding the spectator
of the time when
"Brave Wolfe drew up his men,
In style most pretty,
On the plains of Abraham,
Before the city."
The two commandeis were greatly excited,
and Washington, I regret to say, was in any
thing but a fit condition to "act out" the great
part he was to perform. He had been drinking
freely all the morning, and now, when the in
teresting ceremony was about tj commence, was
so "tight," or, rather, Zoose, that it was with
difficulty he could sit iu his saddle, lie, how
ever, did not know but what he was "all right,"
nor did his men. Cornwallis was not intoxica
ted, but a little agitated, or, rather, elated.
Everything being ready, the companies ex
changed shots. Bang 1 whang ! ! bang ! .'
went the guns, while the two commanders yel
led like so many stuck pigs.
"That's it, (hie) my brave boys ! give it to
'em, the owdacious red coats !" bellowed Wash
ington. "On, Romans !" yelled the excited Cornwallis,
who had seen a theatrical exhibition ouce, and
who remembered the heroic appeals of the Thes
pian belligerants ; "breathes there a man so dead
that wouldn't fight like thunder !"
"Go it, Continentals !" down with taxation
on tea 1" bellowed Washington in a very patri
otic voice, and narrowly escaped cutting his
horse's car off with the flourish of his Bword.
The fighting now ceased, the companies were
drawn up in a straight line, and Cornwallis dis
mounted and presented his sword to Washing
ton. "Well, old boy," said the immortal, as he
cuffed hio horse's ears with his cocked hat,
"what 'n thunder do you want ?"
"General George Washington !" replied Corn
wallis, "I surrender up to you myself, sword
and men I"
"Yes, General," said Cornwallis ; "the Erit
ish Lion prostrates himself at the foot of the
American Eagle !"
"Eagle! Eagle !!" yelled Washington, roll
ing off his horse and hitting the fallen Briton a
a tremendous blow on the head with the flat of
his' sword ; "do you call me an eagle ? Take
that ! and . that ! ! and that ! I .'" yelled the in
furiated Washington ; "7Vehaps you'll call me
a eagle agin, you mean, sneaking cuss !"
Cornwallis was down, but only for a moment,
for he jumped up and shook himself, and then,
with an entirely unlooked for recuperation on
the part of a fallen foe, and in direct defiance
of historical example, he pitched into "Washing
ton like a thousand of brick, and, in spite of
tke efforts pf the men of both, nations, succeed
ed in giving the "immortal" a tremendous lick
ing. So that the da' that commenced so glori
ously most tigloriously ended.
For many years after. the "Surrender," there
was a colduess between . the Deacon and the
'Squire, but as time rolled on and their locks
became frosted o'er with white, they learned to
call it a "joke." Both are living now, and
whenever they meet they smoke their pipes and
talk about "that 'are scrape" like a couple of
good, jolly old men, as they are.
lioston Carpet Bag.
We recently conversed with an American gen
tleman who had just returned to this country
after a residence of several years in Paris. He
says that the French people generally, ; while
they regard the covp d'etat of Louis Napoleon,
as a bold, high handed and unprincipled mea
sure, are nevertheless indisposed at the present
time, to venture upon any change apprehen
sive that a new revolution would place the Red
Republicans, in power, and would plunge France
into a fearful condition of chaos, confusion and
civil war. They hope that the Prince President,
now that he has been sustained by so large a
portion of the population, will gradually relax
all measures of rigor, permit the return of all
the leading political exiles, exert himself to the
utmost to promote the arts of industry and
peace, and really and earnestly strive to soften
the prejudice which exists against him, in the
minds of the most of the leaders. The other
parties, moreover, the Orlcanists, the Legiti- j
mists and the Moderate Republicans, are not j
prepared for any new struggle, and hence would j
rather have Louis Napoleon wher e he is each
believing that a time will come when a blow j
may be struck with safety, for the success of j
their particular principles and favorites. A
very large class, including the shopkeepers, the j
manufacturers, and the bourgeoisie generally, are
anxious for repose, almost at any price. They
are not satisfied with Louis Napoleon, and re
gard his recent conduct as moustrously tyran
nical. But they contend, better this than
worse. Better a strong government than a
feeble. Better a usurper with the popular en
thusiasm to sustain him, than a feeble dynasty
with constant scenes of rapine and bloodshed.
With reference to the opinions of the English
and the Americans, they smile, shrug their
shoulders philosophically, and beg to be permit
ted to manage their own affairs. They say that
they fully understand the disease, they know
the character, the whims and caprices of the
patient, and they are therefore better qualified
to treat him than one who lacks this knowledge. J
and does not see the facts as they are, but who
judges from imperfect information and at a dis
tant point. Wc confess that there is something
in all this, and we may add that our friend an
ticipates no change in French affairs, unless
Louis Napoleon should be assassinated, which is
regarded on all sides as by no means improba
ble. Philadelphia Inquirer.
IVegro Sentiments, j
There i3 nothing more amusing than the cor
ruscatioiis of wit and humor which character
ize the sable children of Africa "those images
of God cut in ebony I" No matter where you
find them it is all the same, "nigger will be
nigger" whether in groups on the corners cf
the streets, "where darkeys most do congregate"
around the hearth in Sam Jonsing's cellar, or
in the sacred desk. It is rich so unique and
so peculiar to hear a genuine sable divine hold
forth ana give out his notions of things, tempo
ral and spiritual.
Father S., who whilom did the expounding to
the colored Methodists in our good city, was
"one of 'em" and of "most excellent fancy."
It was rich to hear the old saint "do up" the
preachments in his quaint style. "My bred
ren," said this sable divine, in one of his ex
hortations, "lub an' 'charity go togedder like a
yoke of oxen ; and jest you hitch on religion
too, make a spike team on't an' dey will pull too
gedder beautifully and carry you to hebben,
when you gib up de ghost, jest as slick as ile
an' when you get to the door of dat bressed
place, Teter will come an open it an' let you in
I'se g'win to say, 'fore you knocked !"
Speaking of contentment, one time to his con
gregation this dingy preacher said it behooved
his people to be satisfied with their lot. "Last
week," he continued, 'I heard one of my flock
grumblin' cause he was made brack. I tol' him
de story ob Miriam, when she an' Aaron foun
fault wid Moses' wife 'cause she was an Ethio
pian an' how de Lord struck dis e'er Miriam
wid lep'rousy for it. Guess bhe got white nuf
Touching amusements, he told Lib flock that
ne had no objections to them if they did not
carry it to far. They might have select parties,
he said, "they might sing, but not the dobil's
songs, for if dey did dat, 'fore dey were aware
what dey were about, de fiddle would be brought
in, den de chairs an' table cleared away, an'
't would be
"Cross ober, up an' down !"
The quaintest thing of all, is this old father's
opinion of religion without faith, which he like
encd to "beck steak widout pepper nor salt !"
Xao Orleans Ijer.
The Great Volcanic Eruption of Manna
ton, In the Sandwich Islands.
We have given, lately, brief accounts of a
grand eruption on the mountain of Mauna Loa,
on the island of Hawaii, received by way of
California. The latest accounts from the scene
of the firry visitation are to the Gth of March,
at which time the spectacle is said to have been
sublime beyond anything of the kind ever wit-ne6sed.-'mTe
eruption exceeds in grandeur any
of the volcanic convulsions of Mauna Loa ever
before eeen by white men on the islands, and
great fears were entertained for the safety of
the beautiful town of nilo. We subjoin ac
counts of its action from the "Polynesian:"
"We have received verbal information in i-e-gard
to the state of the eruption, as late as to
the 6th of March, from the leeward side of Ha
waii., At that date the light from the flowing
current was as bright as it had been at any for
mer periol, sufficient to enable a person to pick
up a netdle from the ground at midnight, from
which fivct the inference is drawn that the cur
rent is still flowing on towards the sea.
The current seems to have broken out thro'
an old fissure, about one-third down the side of
Mauna Loa, on the northwest side, and not from
the old trater on the summit, called Mokuoweo
weo. The altitude of the present eruption is a
bout 10,000 feet above the level of the sea, and
from tht bay of Ililo, (Byron's Bay,) must be
some 50 or CO miles. If it succeeded in reaching
the ocean at the point supposed, after having fil
led up i.11 the ravines gulches and inequalities
of a verj broken country, it will undoubtedly be
one of tie most extensive eruptions of modern
It would seem, from the last note from Mr.
Coan, that the stream had divided one part ta
king ait easterly course towards Puna, while the
other took a northerly one towards Hilo. This
may so divide the volume of lava that neither
branch will reach the sea ; but from the last ac
counts, the northerly branch was still burning
its way through a dense forest, and if the sup
ply holds out long enough, it will naturally full
ititothe course of the Wailuku River, and follow
it to where it disembogues into the bay, at Ililo.
We anxiously wait further intelligence."
An abstract from a correspondent's letter, in
the Polynesian, is of so much interest that we
copy it entire. A jet of lava playing five hun
dred feet in air must be indeed a magnificent
and sublime sight :
"By an accurate measurement of the enor
mous jet of glowing lava, where it first broke
forth on the side of Mauna Loa, it was ascertai
ned to le five hundred feet high ! This was up
on the supposition that it was thirty miles dis
tant. We are of the opinion that it was a great
er distance, say from forty to sixty miles.
With a glass, the play of this jet, at night, was
distinctly observed, and a more sublime sight
can scarcely be imagined. A column of molten j
lava, glowing with the most intense heat, and
projecting inte the air to a distance of five hun
dred feet, was a sight so rare and at the same
time so awfully grand, as to excite the most
lively feelings of awe and admiration, even when
viewed at a distauce of forty or fifty miles.
How much more awe-aspiring would it have
been at a distance of one . or two miles, where
the sounds accompanying such an eruption could
have been heard. The fall of such a column
would doubtless cause the earth to tremble ; and
the roar of the rushing mass would have been
like the mighty waves of the ocean beating upon
a rock -bound coast.
The diameter of this jet is supposed to be over
one hundred feet, and this we can easily believe,
when we reflect that from it proceeded the riv
er of lava that flowed off from it towards the sea.
In some places this river is a mile wide, aud in
others more contracted. At some points it has
filled up ravines one hundred, two hundred and
three hundred feet in depth, and it still flowed
on. It entered a heavy forest, and the giant
grow th of centuries is cut down before it like
grass before the mower s scythe! No obstacle
can arrest it in its descent to the sea. Mouuds
are covered over, ravines are filled up, forests
are destroyed and the habitations of men are
consumed like flax in a furnace. Truly, He
toucheth the hills and they smoke."
We have not yet heard of any destruction of
life from the eruption now in progress. A ru
mor has reached us that a small native village
has been destroyed, but of this we have no au
thentic intelligence. - Should it reach the sea
without destroying life or property, it will be a
matter of thankfulluess and almost unhoped for
exemption. A large number of the residents of
Honolula had gone to Hawaii to witness the up
heavings of Mauna Loa."
Another letter, after stating that the lava had
burned through the woods to within fifteen miles
of Ililo, and was still progressing, adds.
"The side of the mountain has opened about
midway its dome, ami the lava pours out with
unrestrained effort, and comes rolling, tumbling
and flashing on towards Ililo. It is accompan
ied with frequent explosions. At night, the im
agination cannot conceive a spectacle more aw
fully grand. The immense flow of lava reflects
upon the clouds its cherry red hue, and as they
gather in density about the mountain, are caught
up by the upward currcut of atmosphere, and
hurried with rapidity into every imaginable
shape, representing in the heavens a wild pictu
The eruption, it appears, commenced on' the
17th of February at 3 o'clock in the morning.
Mystery- of the American Lakes.
Lake Erie is only CO or 70 feet, deep, but the
bottom of Lake Ontario, which is 5G2 feet deep,
is 2C0 feet below the tide level of the ocean, or
as low as most parts of the Gulf of St. Lawrence;
and the bottoms of Lakes Huron, Michigan and
Superior, although their surface is so much high
er, are all, from their vast depth, on a level with
the bottom of Lake Ontario. Now, as the dis
charge through the river Detroit, after allowing
for the full probable portion carried off by eva
poration, does not appear by any means equal
to the quantity of water which the three upper
great lakes receive, it has been conjectured that
a subterranean river may run from Lake Supe
rior to Huron, and from Huron to Lake Onta
rio. This conjecture is by no means improba
ble, and accounts for the singular fact that sal
mon and herring are caught in all the lakes com
municating with the St. Lawrence, but iu no oth
ers. As the Falls of Niagara must have always
existed it would puzzle the naturalists to say
how these fish got into the upper lakes without
some such subterranean river ; moreover, any
periodical obstruction of the river would furnish
a not improbable solution of the mysterious flux
and reflux of the lakes.
Upon this the editor of the Scientific Ameri
can remarks ;
"Are salmon and herring found in the lakes
and rivers above the Falls of Niagara? If so
it afl'ords strong grounds for supposing there is
a subterranean communication between Onta
rio and the upper lakes, if not, we can see no
grounds for such a conclusion."
The tide of emigration continues to roll on
ward towards this country. The advices by the
last steamer states that hundreds, if not thous
ands, are preparing to set out from the Old World
for the New. The Gal way Mercury states that
so great is the anxiety felt by the poor laboring
classes in that part of Connnught to escape from
the "land that bore them" that such of them as
have been fortunate enough to obtain employ
ment on drainage work, have adopted the fol
lowing novel and extraordinary mode of enabling
themselves to emigrate: It appears they are
paid fortnightly, and when the pay night arrives,
about 360 of them assemble and pay sixpence
each into a general fuud.
A number of tickets, corresponding with the
number of persons present, are then placed in a
hat, and on one of these the word "America" is
written all the rest being blank. A ballot then
takes place, and the lucky drawer of the prize
ticket has his passage to America paid for him,
ami receives a small sum to subsist him for
some time after his landing there. During the
week just closed, no less than six vessels have
set sail for Qucenstown, laden with emigrants
bound respectively for Boston, Quebec, New
York, and St. John's. The gross number a
mounted to S77 souls.
The Child of Judgment.
I heard a story the other day, (writes a friend
and correspondent of the Knickerbocker,) which
amused me. An old lady said j
"When my father moved into the new count
ry, one of his children once told a lie. My moth
er could not ascertain the culprit, but a lie lay
" 'Well,' said she, you may escape now, but
you may be sure that I will know at some day
which of you has told me a lie."
"Weeks passed on, and nothing more was said
on the subject. My father lived in a log-house,
which contained one room below and one above.
The children slept in the chamber. One night
a tremendous wind arose, and at midnight, blew
off the entire roof of the house. My mother, a
larmed at the crash, ran up the ladder, and
putting her head into the roofless chamber,
" 'Children arc you all there V
" 'Yes, mother!' piped a small and terrified
voice ; 'yes mother, we are all here, and if the
day of judgement has come, it was me that told
that lie '"
To how many "children of larger growth"
does a similar repentance come, and from simi
tar cases ; the "still smaller voice" amid the
SriTTixG. The New York Mirror says the
Spitting is a vile American peculiarity. We
are a nation of spitters. If the man in the moon
were to visit us, he would think that we had all
been tasting something very offensive, or that
we were all affected by some loathsome disease
of the salivar' glands. On our ferryboats one
is sickened by the condition of the floor. Many
men spit about so often, at any rate; if any spe
cial excitement or embarrassment arises, they
increase the frequency. The spitting along the
streets is ludicrous and disgusting. What if ev
cry third man was eeen occasionally vomiting,
at the curb-stone ! This would be but a step
further in the progress of indecency, ,
A Grave-yard and its Content.
There lie levellers levelled, duns done up in
There are book-sellers finally laid on their
Horizontally there lie upright politician? ;
Dos-a-dos with their patients sleep faultiest
There arc slave-drivers quietly whipped under
There book-binders, done up in boards, are fast
There the babe that's unborn is supplied with a
There men without legs get their six feet of
There lawyers repose, jeach wrapt up in his case;
There seekrs of office are sure of a place;
There defendant and plaintiff are equally cast ;
There shoe-makers quietly stick to their last ;
There brokers at length become silent as stocks;
There stage-drivers sleep without quitting their
An Adventure in a ISarber Shop.
In the month of October, 1S2C, my vessel was
lying at Mobile. I went ashore one bright morn
ing to do some business with a house to which I
was consigued, and as I passed along the street,
it occuired to me that I might as well have &
beard of a week's growth reaped before 1 pre
sented niyeelf at the counting room. I sterred
into a barber's shop and told the Larber to pro
He was a bright mulatto, a good-looking young
fellow, not more than two-and-twenty years of
age, it appeared. His eyes were large, black
and unusually lustrous. His manner at first
was quiet and respectful. I thought he was a
long while lathering my face, and I told him he
must have bought his soap at wholesale price.
Laughing, he replied that mine was a long beard,
and that he knew what he was about.
"Are you the boss here, my man ?" I asked.
"Yes," he answered, "my master set me up,
and I pay him twenty dollars a month for my
"That is a good interest on the capital invest
ed ;" I remarked ; "can you pay your rent aud
live on the balance of your savings V
"Oh, yes I and lay up something beside.
Sometimes I receive thirty bits a day."
"Then I suppose you will buy your freedom
one of these days."
"As for that,'' he replied, "I care but little.
I have all the liberty I want, and enjoy myself
as I go along."
By this time he laid down the brush and com
menced running the razor over the strop.", look
ing at the blade every time he drew it across
the leather. His hand trembled a little, and
his eyes absolutely burned like coals of fire. I
did not feel uneasy, but I could not avoid watch
ing him closely.
At last he commenced shaving me. My head
being thrown back, I was able to keep my eyes
fixed directly on his own. Why I should do so,
I cannot tell ; certainly I apprehend nothing,
but I did not remove my gaze for a single in
stant while the razor was passing over my neck
and throat. He seemed to grow more and mors
uneasy ; his eyes were as bright, but not so
steady as when I first observed them. He could
not meet my fixed and deliberate look. As he
commenced shaving my chin he said abruptly
i4Larbers handle a deadly weapon, sir."
"True enough, my man," I replied, "but you
handle yours skilfully, although I notice that,
your hands shake a little."
"That's nothing, sir lean shave iust as well.
My hand shakes because I did not have much
sleep last night. But I was thinking just now,"
he addad with a laugh, "how easy it would b
to cut your throat."
"Very likely." I replied, laughing in rrturn,
but looking sternly at him "very likely, yet I
would not advise you to try the experiment."
Nothing more was said. He soon finished
and I arose from the chair just as an elderly
gentleman was entering the shop. The last com
er divested himself of his coat and cravat, and
took the scat I had vacated.
I went to the glass, which did not reflect the
chair, to arrange my collar. Certainly I had
not stood before it a single moment, when 1
heard something like a suppressed shriek, a gur
gling horrible sound, that made my blood run
cold. I turned there sat the unfortunate gen
tleman, covered with blood, his throat cut from
car to car, and the barber, a raving maniac,
dashing the razor with tremendous violence in
the mangled neck.
Oa the instant the man's eye caught mine, the
razor dropped from his hand, and he fell down
in a fit. I rushed towards the door and called
The unfortunate was dead before we could
reach the chair.
Wc secured the barber, who I subsequently
learned, had beca drinking deeply the night be
fore, and was laboriug under Mania a jotu.
His fate I never heard.
A white Partridge was trapped in Hopewell
township, York county, a few mouths ago, by a
person residing in that township. The bird wa:j
purchased by a gcntlemau from Baltimore."'