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FRIDAY, JUNE 29, 1855.
NO;45
The lI'Ariliur Democrat.
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Ths followinf Qsntlsinsii will Recslvs and Bsesipt
l C .1 -1 . . . . . '
pvr, in vinion wuunif . uxuo.
Tevtoh Cox,
Wm. TAVLF.n.
Jno. Clark, Sr..
J. Bloer, , ,
J. GlLLEN,
Adam Lvsx,
J. Easom,
ITamden Furnace.'
Mt. Pleasant.
Harrison Township.
Bloers Store, .
Wjlkesville.,
Swan, , :
Knox.
BUSINESS DIRECTORY
FOR VINTON COUNTY, OHIO
b. P. HEWITT, Judge of Probata Court
W.L. EDMISTON.CIerk Com. Pleas Court
E. F. BINGHAM, Prosecuting Attorney.
Wii, T1SUE, Sheriff.
JOSEPH MAGEE, Auditor.
J. SWEPSTON, Treasurer.
JAMES MA LONE, Recorder.
NELSON RICHMOND, Surveyor.
GEO. ULLOM, Coroner. ;
County Commissioners,
J. DO WD, J- KINNEY, & JOHN SWA1M,
School Examiners,
O. T. GUNNING, G. W. SHOCKEY and
E. A. BRATTON. , .
IKON
F U K-N A U ES,
Will their
Toil Office Adiesses.
CisiiNNATi Furuace, Westfall, Stew
art if Co; Manufacturer of the best
quality of Pig Iron, Hamden, Reeds
Mill P.O.' .
Eaole Furnace. Stanley, Bentley &
Co. Manufacturers of the best quality
of Pig Iron. Eugle Post Office.
Vinton Furnace, Means, Clark & Co,
Manufacturers of best quality of Pig
Iron, Vinton Furnnce Post OH'icei
HAhPER Furnace, F razee, Tarr & Co.
Reed's Mill Poet Office.
Bio Sard Furnace, Bartletl, Dna J
Co., Manufacturers of the best q mil it)
ofpiglron. PoslOfliieat Athena, O.
MERCHANTS OK YlNTON, WHO ABE
realsrs in Err Goods Hardwars, Queenswue, Boots,
Shots, Oroc sties, to.
McAnriiUR. John S. Hawk, J. K. rf- D
Will, T. A. Martin, Owen Dowd, J. C. P.
Brow n, E. A. Brat ton, J. & E, Dodge, Shades
6t Reynolds.
HAMi.EN.-Brnj. Dill, D.D.T. Hard, H.B.
Moore, J. B. J- W. B. Willson, Wm. C.
Glea?on.
Wii.Ktsviu.E. S. S. Murry, John Gillen.
Cline & Gardner, Fel'.on & Lastley, James
Uleakely. Carr ct strung.
Ai.lenvii.i.e. reter Milter, Marcus Mil
ler, Joseph Wilcox.
Mt. Pleasant. Phillip Sain.
Phattsvillr.; Swepnton (t Swepton, H.W
Stoddard. Hewitt & WiHson.
Aiken's Mill. J. Bloer.
Bihkhirmar's Mill. William Tisue.
FURNITURE ROOMS
McArtjiub. E. T. Bothwell.
JDjOJGGJTrf.
McArthcr.-gTb7w ill.
Hamden. Davis & Collins. '
Wilkesville. Cline & Gardner.
LOOT AND SHOE STORES.
McArtiiur.-J. G. Swetland.B. C. Cogfwe
ii, ii, j on no i,
(SUCCESSOR TO JOKU'H JONES,)
. . . SEALER IN ,
Krtlirnljbrolofitiil, Blank anil Jlisrella-:.
. neons Books, Mutiuncry ond Wall roper, .
PAINT STREET, ' ' ' '
CIIILLlCOTflE, OHIO.
Books received from the Eastern Mar
ket at their earliest publication, or ordered
when desired. . . r . ,
E. F, BINGHAM
Alio rh'oy a I La w,
Mc ARTHUR, , OHIO
Will practice in Vinton and adjoining coun
ties. Office three doors West ol the Toet
Office. "
Feb. 9, 1852. ' -!: - ' 3Uf -
MILTON L. CLARK." JOHN P, PLTLK
CLARK AND PLYLEY;
AUorncys ai Law. .
kMc ARTHUR,' OHIO. '
Will practice fn pactnerthip in Vinton Conn
tv. ' Office, lour doors east of Sisson As Hut
bert's Hotel. - ' ' ' - -
Eeb.-gl;8M.": ' r . , . ,t9.
JOHN D. HQVEYj
ATTORXEY & COUXSELOR AT LAW.
iLDisi,- mm mm, 01110. -;. .
' February 23, 16D5.-i4nv - '...-as
E. A. BRATTON,
AUorncy llaw, v:
. i r.I M c A R I U.U R P H I O. . i
TILL'practioe. in Vinton and adjoining
coniUk,1!Oirite,oueUoorea8lof the
JBlue Corner." .j,;-,.,!,. ,. ... t ..,
has. a. v. damabin; ' ;:lEwis c. damarin.
CHAS, A. M. DAMARIN & CO.,
AVIIOLCSALE GUOCE1M
..AND B CI k 1 ,1 iPBOU'CE.
w ' No 55, Front Street, t5 ;;;j-i
PORTSMOUTH, OHIQ .. .'
JaiuarvXO. IM4. Iv.
SELECT POETRY.
LITTLE BESSIE.
And the way She fell Asleep.
Just before the lamp was lighted
Just before the children came .
"While the room was very quiet,
1 heard some one call my name.
All a', once a window opeued,
lu a fleld was lambs and sheep; .
Some from out a brook was drmking,
Some were lying fast asleep.
' But I could not see the Savior,
Theugh 1 strained my eyes to see,
And wouder'd if he saw me,
1( he'd speak to such as me.
,'lh a moment 1 was looking . . ., ;
On the world so bright and fair.
Which was full of little children,
And they seemed so happy there.
They were singing oh, hif sweetly,
Sweeter songs I never heard,
They were singing sweeter, mother, .
Than can sing our yellow bird ;
And while I my breath was holding,
. One so bright upon me smiled,
And 1 knew it must be Jesus,
When he said, "Come here my child.''
Hug me closer, closer, mother,
Put your arms around me tight,
lam cold and lired, mother,
And I feel so strange to-night;
Something hurts me here, dear mother,
Like a stone upon my breast
Oh, I wonder, wouder, mother,
Why it is I cauuot rest.
All the day while you were working,
As 1 lay upon my bed,
I was trying. to be patient,
And to think of what you said
How the kind and blessed Jesus,
Loves his lambs to watch and keep,
And 1 wish'd he'd come and take me :
, lu his arms that 1 might sleep,
"Come up here, my little Bessie,
Come up here, and live with me, '
Where the children never suffer,
But are happier than you see." ' '
Then I thought of all you told me
Of that bright and happy land, '
I w us going w lieu you called me,
: : Y lieu yuu came aud kiss'd my hand.
And at first, I felt so sorry
You had called me; 1 would go,
Oil, to eleep and never suffer
Mother, don't be crying so!
; Hug me closer, closer, mother,
Put your arms around me tight:
jOIi, how much 1 love you, mother
But I feel so strange to-night!
And the mother press'd Iter closer
To lier over-burdened breatit;
On the heart so near to breaking.
Lay the heart so near its test. .
Iu the sulcinn hour of midnight,
In the darkness calm and deep,
, Laying on her mother's bosom,
- Little Bessie tell asleep!
HOME AGAIN.
, Home again! Home again! '
. From a foreign shore ;
' And, oh! it fills my soul with joy",
To meet my friends once more. 1
Here I drop'd the parting tear.
' To cross the ocean's foam t
But now I'm once again with those '
Who kindly greet me home. ; ,
Haj.py hearts, happy hearts
Have laughed with mine in joy;
But oh! the friends I loved iu youth
' Seem happier tp me. '
And if my guide should be the fate
' Which bids me longer roam,' '
But death alone can break the tie
That binds mv lieart to home.
Home again, &c.
Music sweet, mustc soft
1 Lingers around the. place ; '
And oil! I feel the childhood charm
- t Which time cannot efface.
' 1 . i - i , r . .
Then give, me back my homestead roof,
i 1 ask no palace dome, .
(. .For I can live a happy life ".'
With those I love at home. '
Home again. &c.
AMUSING TALE.
THIRTY-NINE DOLLAR MARE.
, Some years ago, while traveling in
the state of Maine, I chanced to halt
at an out-ol-tlie-way tavern in those
pans in me oar room ot which, du
ring the evening, I heard the substance
ot tue following story related. It mav
divert a portion ol your readers good
Spirit, and to I write it out for vou.
Speaking of horses' remarked the
leading talker of the eveuimr 'Soeak
trig of horses reminds me ot. a mare I
knew a long time ago, ; 'ihree minute
nagr wenn so plenty as we bear , te
about no w-a-days.'- .
. There was a Llaeksmith in the town
where. I then lived who. was a yery fair
juuge oi a norse, and who generally
ownea a vusuer,' lor those limes tbo
almost his entire fortune was ordinari
ly invested on his 'crab.' He sold his
old mate one day, and kept his eye open
lor anottier Deast, when the right kind
of an animal might fall in his war. '
It chanced soon afterward, that there
came to the door of his little shoD. one
day, a grey ruare-a long, lean bodied
wencn ttie owner or which desired to
have her. shod. The blacksmith look
ed inner mouth,: as horsemen gome
times .will, and then he tried her dock.
He stood in front ot her. and then be
side, of her, and then examined her feel,
ana men wetii to work to shoe her. ;
How 6ld is she!' he asked tiuietlr.
as he proceeded to pare, and trtro : her
OOOI8. ,1 mi: f--.--.i r ;!?
M:Nine: years ,come Spring,';j said ber
owner, , . . ,
The blacksmitli looked" in her mouth
(tgain and'said 'YesVyou can warrant
that.' -,vfj
Warrant! well, sheV a good beast,
anyhow," responded the other.
' Is she sound?'
As a Iresli hick'ry nut. '
Kind?' 1 , : .
As a cosset sheep.'. ' ' 1
Maybe you'd sell ber?' continued
the blacksmith, slowly, as be . finished
her last foot. ' ; '"
Yes,' replied the owner, handing
the blacksmith a dollar (or bis job, 'yes,
I'll sell her.'
'How much money cash down?'
Forfy-live dollars.'
' Five' and lorty. She must be a good
'un then?"-"" '
'She is a good one,' " ' ''
Say forty strangei, and I'll venture
to take her.
The bargain was closed, tha stranger
walked away with his old saddle on
his arm, and the grey mare walked In
to the blacksmith's little shed stable.
It was a heap ( money for him to put
into a single horse, but he thought she
had good points in her making-up, not
withstanding the fact that she hadn't
been over-fed, of late, or too carefully
groomed. ' . ' ,
A little care and grooming very soon
developed her more satisfactorily, and
the purchaser chancing-, to be a dozen
miles from home one night, 'hurried up
the cakes' on her way back and led a
noted thee minutes pelter straight into
town like open and shut!
Well done! Well done, old thirty,
nine,' said the blacksmith, enthusiastic
ally, as he applied two hoge straw
whisps to her reeking sides-nor left
her while a single hair was turned up.
Oil her body.
: 'Well done, old 'oman! I'll take you
round Walnut hill, and will see about
this.' - . -
And he did take her there once,
twice, thrice fifty timesj but he said
notbing.only that 'she was a good crea
ture to draw and he was content with
her.'.
At the end of four ,pr five" months,
the old man took a leather pouch, shut
up shop, and rode into Boston halting
at the Eastern Stage House in Ann
streeL Here he remained, quietly for
three or four days,: scarcely showing
himself, and never speaking of his mare.
One evening he overheard some of
the boys in the bar room 'talking horse,'
and he listened earnestly.
Go?' said one of them, I rather
think he can in two fifty, sure!'
'Ha, ha!' roared the rest, (for three
minute horses, even, were not very plens
ty at that period.)
Go! I'd like to match him against
something that can trot. Your wig
glers and rakers and runners are not the
thing.' Give me a square trotter, and
I can just leave him! that's all.'
Ken you?.' asked a voice near by,
modestly. , . . ' .
. The company turned about,and saw
an unshorn, rpugh-visaged man sitting
in his shirt-sleeves, to whom the young
buck did not reply, at all.- Our black
smith (for it was he) continued to
smoke his pipe The boys put their
heads together for a lark and the fore
most asked: '
Perhaps you've got a horse that you
would like to exercise a little?'
Yaas,' responded the rude dressed
stranger, 'I don't mind a little exercise
forthe old mar? but you don't bet
nothing on it, I take it.' . . .
Why, yes. Just forthe name of
the thing we'll go five hundred or so.'
Five hundred what?' exclaimed the
green 'un jumping from bis chair and
smashing his pipe at the same moment.
- 't ive hundred dollars, to be sure.
'Ob, git aout! You re joking.'
'No, we cant trot Jim short of that;
it wouldn l pay.'
'Wal, now, look herenabor, I'll tell
you what 1 11 do. I'll trot horse agin
horseyours agin mine, in harness.'
'No, sir; that won't do.'
- 'But, five hundredl Come, say fifty;
that's enough, railly.' -.
Bui there was no other way, and the
blacksmith placed his money at last in
the landlord's hands which the sharp
ers instantly covered. -Do
you know him? they asked, as
me old leiiow moved oil.
'No,' said the host.' 'He has just
come in Irom fcalem, he says.' -
The preliminaries were quickly ar
ranged, and the afternoon but oue fob
low ing was agreed for the trot over the
Upper Mill Dam road. . Everybody
had heard of the queer bet before, the
next evening, and the road was lined
with pedestrians and carriages.' -The
challenging party lived in ' Charleston,
and the horse they had named was the
crack of the time; so they cared noth
ing about what was to trot against hrra,
and asked no questions." .' ', "'
' The day was clear and cool, and the
blacksmith h.id been upon the: ground
lull two hours. His gray mare stood
at the roadside in a wretched harness
and worse gig, (though the latter was
light and strong) and several limes,-as
(lie company, gathered, she 'had been
moved and buffeted for being in the way
of gentlemen..' She bore her persecu
tions meekly, bow ever," and the black
smith, in his shirtsleeves said nothing.
'Where is your horse?' -asked the
confident jockey, who was his compel,
itor. i""' ''. -aU wo t.
' VShVllbe here iti tlmenowf Don't
go to givin yerself any extra trouble
about her, now; cause you 11 hev your
hands lull, I'm thinking, by and by.
What 'dyer give fer that ere skillit
you've got on ver head?'
'That's my riding cap, Sawney.
VEdsackly. And them silk flilns-
M itl.M . t . . A.
w i. mem rajiuer COStlyr
Where's your horse? Time': up.'
4 'Out of the wav there, with that old
crow bait,' shouted one of the fast boys,
hauling up at this moment, and seeking
tagei me place occupied by the black
srtith'a team. -
:JJut there steod the mare, with her
htgid drooping almost to her feet, seem
ir Iy jaded, Bnd woo-begotie, when the
uiacusmim nopped into the gig, looked
a bis watch, and said:
Era we are, Mister.'
But where'a the horse that yoa are
going to trot?'
'Here she Is.'
tWell, I don't trot with such a skele
ton as. that, mind you,' said hi? oppo
nent, nol by a long chalk.'
Unit. f..J " . .
lunuus roar oi merriment went
up from the crowd, who were in ecsta
cies;. The blacksmith insisted, however.
He'd trot his mare or claim the money.
AM the animala were du v ca ed to
the Wartmile heats, from the crossing,
DesHlwo in three.
' At the word, away they went the
hors) fairly leading the way. The mare
kept behind up to the half mile post,
fell away on the third quarter, and the
horse came in to post, a splendid win
ner, in 2:42, tlft mare barely saving
her distance, coming home at a halt
gallop and ft half trot amid the yells ot
the crowd. '
The blacksmith had a 'friend' in the
congregation, who had a 'pile of the
ready!' To be sure no one knew this,
and lie was evidently a rich man. He
tooK an the side bets he could muster,
at big odds against the mare. She
blowed badly, at the stand, and the
blacksmith looked haggard and earnest
The fcrowd roared again, at (he second
start,' but the roar was brief this time.
Now go, thirty-nine, screamed the
blacksmith, as they went away on this
heat. ; And she did go. Instantlv ta
king the pole, she stretched right along,
passea me nan mile marK, finished the
third quarter without a misstep, and
came home five lengths alwad in 2n10.
'.Money began to change hands again.
But the horse came up for the third
heat, and at the word 'now go, thirty
nine,' the mare made an awful gap be
tween herself and comuetitor. The
mare led (he way aye, every foot of
it irora tne start, and distancing her
rival, passed tne winning post, well
down in the thirties. She was a good
'un,' added our narrator. '
. 'And what became of this beast?' we
asked. .
' '0, he sold her for a thousand do!
lars, belore he left Boston. , She . went
South, but died soon afterward. She
cost bim, with her new set of shoes
valued at one dollar, forty dollars. He
cauea ner 'tnirty-nine. '
'Bed time,' said our host, and I left.
Solvent por Old Pitft. When
it is necessary to remove glass from old
sash, take a common pencil brush, dtp
it in nitric or muriatic acid, and draw
it over the putty two or three times.
1 his will speedily destroy the cone
sion of the putty, and enable you to re
move the glass without the assistance
of chisels or any other sharp edged
tool. ; ,
. Gloss oi Lnra. To restore the
gloss commonly observed on newly pur
chased collars and shirt bosoms, add a
spoonful of gum-arabic water to a pint
of the starch, as usually made for. this
purpose. J wo ounces ot clear : gum-
arabic may be j dissolved in a piut of
water.ana after standing over otglit.may
be racked off, and kept in a bottle ready
lor use.
Whitewashing. As this is the sea
son of house cleaniug and whitewash
inu. we will give our readers a hint
that may be valuable to them. It is in
relation to making .whitewash. This
article, as ordinarily made, rubs off the
walls after it becomes dry, soiling
clothes and everything coming in con
tact with it. . This may be obviated
by slackening the lime in boiling wat
er. stirring it meanwhile, and then ap
plying alter dissolving in water white
vitriol (sulphate of zinc) in the pro
portion oi four pounds to a barrel of
whitewash, making it the consistency
oi rich nulls... 1 he sulphate ot zinc
will cause the. wash to harden, and pre
vent the. lime from, rubbing off.. A
pound . ot white salt should also be
thrown into it. Alton Farmer, ,
GTrSome time ago. there lived in
Vermohi a queer old man named Ful
ler. ' He, had lo.-t a part of his palate
and was a rare specimen. He owned
a mill the water to which was brought
for some distance through ' a wooden
fluwe; One' morning an apprentice
informed him that the flume was full of
suckers, Fullet posted himself at its
mouth; placing a large basket to catch
the suckers in, while the boy, went '-to
kbe other end to hoist the gate 4Ptiere
was a 'rush of many waters,' carrying
Fuller, basket and all, over the .' over
shot wheel and thirty feet below. All
dripping he scrambled out,"' 'sputtering:
Yoa- may think I'm an old ' idiot, 'but
I hain't quite such a darned fool that I
cant see through that joke.' ' '
[From the Cincinnati Times.]
BATTLE OF BUNKER HILL.
. : No shot disturtxl the night
Before that fearful fight,.
Tiiere was no boastings high
No marshaling of men
' Who ne'er might rr.ee. again. '
No cup was filled and quaffed to victory.
No plumes were there,
No banner fair,
No trumpet's breathing eoLnit,
Nor the drum's startling round
Broke on the midnight air.
Jous Neal.
Eighty years ago last. Sunday, the
17th of June 1775, the eter memorable
battle of Bunker Hilt" was fought.
During all the previous day the en
trenchments & fortifications on Breed's
Hill were being erected, officers and
common soldiers worked alike toward
their completion with the greatest alac
rity and good will. Col. Frescott, ex
posing himself without care to the shots
from the battery on Copp's Hill, was
present everywhere encouraging the
work.' Early ou the morning of the
eventful day, Gen. Ward dispatched the ,
remainder or Mark s regiment, and the
whole of Reed's corps to reinforce Col.
Prescolt. At 12 o'clock the entrench
ments were finished, and sending off the
tools they had been using, the men took
some refreshments, aud hoisting the
New England Flag, they were ready for
the fight. '
The entrenching tools were sent to
Bunker's Hill, where they were receiv
ed by the Americans, who we're prepar
ed to bnild up a like fortification on the
locality. As for the arrangements made
on Breed's Hill, so silently had the work
been performed, that the citizens of
Boston were surprised when morning
disclosed the fortifications to , their
view. An order went forth to destroy
the works on the heights without delay.
The drums beat to arms, and Boston was
soon in a tumult, Dragoons galloping,
artillery trains rumbling, mingled with
the clangor of the church bells, made
the tumult still greater.
Towards noon between two and three
thousand, men from the British army,
under command of Gen. Sir Wm. Howe
aud Gen, Figott, were put la motion for
the American barricades. Betweeu 12
and t o'clock Gen. Howe reconnoitred
the American works, and, sending to
Gen. Gage for mora troops, allowed his
forces to dine. About 3 o'clock. the
reinforcements sent for arrived, and
were placed .in line ot battle.
It was an hour of the deepest anxiety
among the American patriots. From
their elevated position they could view
the whole arrangements of the enemy.
For them but very little succor had ar
rived. Hunger aud thirst, annoyed them,
while the labors of the night and mor
ning weighed them down with fatigue.
Added to this was a dreadful suspicion
of treachery. At this critical moment
Dr. Warren and Gen. Fomeroy arrived
on the ground. An attempt had been
made to dissuade Dr. Warren from join
ing the forces; but not heeding the
voice of those who importuned him, he
dashed across the Neck and entered the
redoubt just as Howe gave orders for
the British to advance. '
Col. Frescott offered the command to
Dr. Warren, but he declined,' saying,
"I am come to fight as a volunteer, aud
feel honored in fighting under jour com
mand," . .
It waa now 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
The provincial troops were placed in an
attitude of defense, as the British col
umn moved slowly forward to the at
tack. Before Gen. Howe moved from
bis first possitlon, he sent out strong
riauk guards, and directed hia heavy ar
tillery to play upon the, American line.
At the same time a blue flag waa dis
played as a signal, and the British for
cea on Copp's Hill, and the ships and
the floating batteries poured their shota
on the barricades. When the heat of
the battle came, the Americans were
told to reserve their fire until it could
be delivered .with effect. When it did
come, its leaden hail was poured forth
with such power, that whole ranks of
officers and men were alaiq. The British
line recoiled aud gave way in several
parts, and it was almost impossible for
the British officers to rally the troops.
Howe, however, succeeded in check
ing their retreat, and prepared for an
other attack. They were ordered to stand
the fire of the Americans and theu
charge with the bayonets.
In the mean time, so long were the
British in preparing for the third attack,
the Americans thooghl the second was
to be the final. . However, they profited
by the time It afforded them, .and look
some refreshment. All was. order and
firmness as the ; enemy advanced. The
British artillery swept the, interior of
the breast work, from end to end, kill
ing many of the provincials and wound
ing others. Each, shot from the Amer
icans waa true to its aim, and toj(l with
a dreadful effect, Howe was wounded in
(he foot, but ' continued at the 'head of
his men." ' His 'boats were at Boston,
and retreat be could not.
It was at, ibis lima that the anima
tion of the Americans began to fail.
Uuly a ridge of earth, separated (be com
batauls. ; The assailants ascended it.
They were received .with - a shower of
stones that told with dreadful effect., ..
. Hand to hand, the billicareots strng
gled, and the gun-stdeks of many of the
provincials were shattered o pieces In
the fight.-'But" the enemy "poured , in
with such overpovering numbers that
Col. Prescolt oraered a retreat.-Throuch
the enemy's raaka tha Americana plough
ed their way, .bearing down those that
opposed them. . Prescolt aaJl Warren
were the last -to ..leve.the jedoubl..
Prescoil recjved several wounda.; War
ren was tbe-las to leave.. , He , was but
a short diatance from the redoubt .when
he received a imisket baO.in hhead,
killing him instantly. The Americans
retreated to Winter fllilt and Cam
bridge. The Joss or the Americana was
115 killed and misting, 30 woundad,
The British lost 226 killed,; and 820
wounded, among them 89 officers,, .The
number engaged in the battle was com
paratively small,' yetlt was'one of the
severest on record.
One of the severest losses of the day
was the death of Dr. Warren. His fall
waa reported by Gen. Howe aa being
worth the loss of fire hunder of the pro
vincials, I Fa was buried where he fell,
and a monument iserected lohis mem
ory, bearing the following inscription !
. - la honor of . ; .
' JOSEPH 'WARREN, '
Major Gen. of the Massachusetts Bay.
He devoted his life to the liberties
of bis Conuiry : ,
. Andon bravely defending them,
Fell an early victim
Ia the Battle of Bunkef Hill,
Juno 17, 1775.-
The Congress of the United States.
As an acknowledgement of hie success,
Have erected thia monument
To his memory, " ( 1
Search For Wives.
Where do men usually discover the
women who afterwards become their
wives. is t, question we have occasional
ly heard discussed,1 and the custom has
invariably become n( value to young
lady readers. Chance has much to dj
in. the affair ; but then there are impor
tant governing circumstances. It is
certain thai few men make a selection
from ball-rooms or any other places of
public gaiety j aud nearly as few are in
fluenced by what may be called show- .
ing off in the streets, or by any alluro
ments of dress. ' Our conviction is, that
ninety-nine hundredths of all the finery
with which women decorate 1 or load
their persons, go for nothing as far as
husband-catching Is concerned. Where
and howthen, do men find their wives!
In the quiet, homes of their'. parents or
guardiana at the fire side, where tha
domestic graces and feeling are alone
demonstrated. : These are the charms
which most surely attract the high as
well as the humble. ,Agalost these, all
the finery and air in the world link in
to Insignificance. We shall illustrate
thisbya anecdote, which, though not
new, will not be the worJO for being
again told! "In the year 1773, Peter.
Burrell, Esq., of Beckingham in Kent,
whose haali'uwas rapily declining, was
advised by hie 'physicians t0 go to Spa
for the recovery of his health. His
daughters feared that those who had
only motives entirely mercenary would
not pay bim that attention which he
might expect from those who, from du
ty and affection united, would feel the
greatest pleasure in winistaring to his
case and comfort ; they therefore resolv.
ed to accompany him. They proved
that it was not a spirit of dissipation
and gaiety thai led them to Spa, for they
were not to be seen in any of the gar
and fashionable circle' they were nev
er out of their father'a companyahd
never stirred from home, except to at
tend him either to talfe tha air or drink
the waters in a word, they lived a
most recluse life ia the midst of a town
then the resort of the most illustrious
personages, of Kurop). This exempla
ry attention to their father procured
these amiable sisters the admiration of
all the English at Spa, and was the
cause of their ele'vatioa to. that rank in
life to which their merits gave them so
just a rank in life to which their mer
its gave them so just a title. They all
were married to noblemen one to tlio
Earl of Beverley another to the Duke
of Hamilton, and afterwards to the Mar
quis of. Exeter and a third to tbaDuke
of Northumberland ( and it is justice to
them to say that they reflected honor on
their rank, father than derive any from
it." : "..
Happiuesa sonsists in seeing some
body more miserable than o.urselves. If
there were only two people in the world,
the man who lives on' cold potatoes
would consider himself an aristocrat, if
he could only reverse matters, and go
"potatoes and salt, like that other fel
low." Among the cannibals, he is con
sidered a capitalist who can raise a roaat
dog twice a year. ' . " "
A story is going the rounds of the pa
persof a merchant in New York, who,
when first married, told his wife, that
for every 'scion' she produced, he would
place at her disposial $3,000, After
the lapse of years ha failed, and, upon
informing1 his wife ' of his embarrass
ments, she' quickly placed in his hands
bonds to the amount of 130,000, at the
droducts or her labor, remarking at the
same time, 'You sea, Charles, that- I .
have not been idle, and if you bad been
half as industrious as you brother over
the way, I shonld now have'fjflO.OOO,
The Buffalo Monocracy cerates this
good story of one of the miniature men,
vulgarly called children. f; A teacher in
a Sunday SchooUo P ,' was examin
ing .a class ollitUa boys from a scripture
catechism,,.-. The first, question, was,
Who stoned Stephen ?Vj Answer Mho
Jews.' Second ' questions 'Where', did
they stone him V- -Answer Beyond the
Um!M or the eity7The'ihird .queation
Why did they 'tale him .beyond tha
limit of tne 'city ?,; -This was ndfin
book, and-'prpveiL a .poser )o . the whole
class ; it passed, from head to foot with
out adswer being attempted. 'At lenzth.
little fetfow, who had been scratching
bis beau all. theite, looked op and
eaidiTi'WelM, 4l'H ItnovrrunnlesJ t
waa tp get a fair fling limA s. 1&
'"Better bend the neck than bruise the
forehead. Danish: 4 'r'i;: r '
' V'.'V V i -Jpc! OVT.I
-.Satjre i apt lo be a glass 4n0 which
we see every Jacejmt our off n.-y-Ptfia
Swift. 1 '

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