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Love and Madness.
Reading, Pa., October 18.?The
Rev. Jnmes E. Schnitz was this morn
ing taken to the insane asaylum* in
Norristown. Since the first report of
bis insanity it has been ascertained
that the death of Miss Licnbcck, a
lady acquaintance of tho clergyman's,
bad much more lo do with his loss
of reason than was at first supposed.
Prior to the interment of the young
lady tho Rev. Mr. Scbltss entered the
chamber in which she was laid out,
and, grasping her hand, laised it to
bis lips and fervently kissed it.
"She is not dead," said tho maniac
minister ; "see ! she is not dead ; she
bos rcssurrected," he exclaimed, at
tho same time again kissing her
bloodless bands and caressing her
head by gently stroking back her
The friends of the young lady lock
him away with considerable difficulty,
and be was urged to go to his board
ing house and try to reconcile himself
to the doalb of his friend. Instead of
that lie went in a carriage to the resi
dence of another young lady friend
and vehemently urged all the inmates
of tho house to prepare themselves
immediately, as the day of ressurreo
tion had conic, and his dead friend,!
Miss Licuback, had been resurrected.
11c then went to his boarding bouse
and turned on the^.nb every burn-1
cr. When remonstrated with be be
came very angry. One after another
of the articles of furniture in the par
lor he demolished. Gil paintings
were Lorn into shreds, two mirrors
were smashed, and the house turned
topsy-ltuvey. Then heran into the
street and knocked down and injured
five persons. The sixth person he at
tacked knocked him into the gut!er.
He was very badly injured, and re
mained unconscious until early Sun
At brief intervals of apparent sani
ty during the day he summoned the
inmates of the house, with a number
of visiliuvg ministers, to stand around
his bed, and told them lhat the day
of his resurrection had come, because
the lady ho so much admired had
been resurrected. lie did not refer
to the resurrection of Miss Lciahack
when he preached her funeral sermon
on Friday last. Mr. Schultz in
the discourse spoke of the pleas
ure of carriage driving with ladies,
and their company, of love stor es
and other matters foreign to funeral
discourses. He was not interrupted
until many of the mourners had be
come alarmed at his nonsensical re
marks. Yesterday all the Reformed
clergymen in the city assembled in
bis rooms, and it was decided to have
him sent to an asylum for treat men t.
Tho Rev. Mr. Schultz is ?12 years
old, and unmarried. He has had a
weak mind for several years, but it
was belieyed that ho had been perma
nently restored, and he was allowed
to preach as usual. He mingled i::
the best society, and tt is generally i
admitted that the death of the young
lady had much to do with again un
seating bis reason, Miss Lcinhach
was much attached to him. and it is
known that be entertained feelings of
the highest respect for her. At the
first news of tier death, and when her
last dying request was made known
to him, he wrote a letter to lior par
ents, saying that under the circum
stances he in all probability might
decide that lie would hot officiate?
that he could not. It was surmised
that he could not preach on account
of his feelings, and he was not ques
tioned on what was considered a mat
ter too delicate to talk about.
Other arrangements were being
made, when the family' was greatly
surprised on receiving another letter
from Mr. Schultz, saying that be
would preach the funeral sermon, as
the dying girl had requested. On th
night before the funeral Mr. Schultz \
was the guest of the Rev. Dr. Hans- j
man, of this city, end it is said that
be remarked to Dr. Bailsman that if
anything happened to him Ihey1
should not take him to the asylum at
llarrisburg. He was assured that
nothing was wrong, and Mr. Schultz
retired. Last evening ho mentioned
the nntuc of Miss Leinbaelc, and ask
ed where she was. lie wished to
know why she lind nol called upon
"Oh, but they used me badly 1" be
exclaimed. "Why did they knock
me down and fill my bead with holes?
But it's nil right. (Jod and our side
will win 1" ,-IIe tore off tho bandages
from bis wounds, and insisted that
they should be placed in another way.
"?Why does she not come to me?" In
asked in piteous tones. See my poor
head all covered with wounds."
. This was a fact, because yesterday
it was learned that of the men lie had
assaulted on Saturday night one had
knocked him down with a handsaw,
lasccraling his head frightfully man"
ner. The man who did this claimed
that he did it in self-defence, as Mr.
Schultz had come after him with a
brass stair-rod, and was about strik
ing him down with it, as he had
struck down a number of others. Mr. ?
Schullz's friends, who arc quite wc'l
off, decided to have bim placed in the '
State Insane Asylum, and he was la-j
ken there by the first train to-day.
The Village Piro Engine.
A second-baud engine is bought at
a low price fr >'..-. ootrtc city which is]
d iscarcd the old style and introducing!
the steamer system. A pleasant the-1
ory supposes this acbinc lo bo as]
good as new, with tho exception of
the somewhat worn paint and varnish1
und tho battered brass works of the
ornamental parts. When such an
engine is bought it is received with a
fair degree of enthusiasm and wheeled
in triumph to a safe place in the!
town burn or shed. Thero.it is lock
ed in, and the key is so safely,, put
away that nobody can find it. Tbei
presence of this engine in town is;
something like that of n fetich among
a pagan tribe. The villagers do not
fall down and worship their new pur
chase, but they retire to their beds at
n.ght with a sense of security, because
they have a lire department.
The engine rests and rusts. Hens
roost upon it. Its cylinders become
encrusted with oxide. Its joints grow
more st ill than tho*C of the most rheu
matic patriarch in town. Its wheels
cleave lo the axles and rigidly refuse
to revolve. The hose is like a sieve,
and will nol carry water. No fire
bieaks out for live years. Then one
is suddenly discovered, And the fire
departmc' t is called. The man who
has the key is away from home. The
barn door is pried from its hinges
ami the old engine is trundled out
Men and boys man the rope and drag
the thing toihe scone of conflagration
yelling like untamed and uutaxed In
dians as Ihey move ilong. On en
deavoring lo put the -ire department
into service, its weak points become
painfully apparent. The flames have
their own way, and luCV.!" is much un
Bellknnp and Mrs. Greene eloped
together, at. Meli ose, Wis. They
drove a good horse rapidly, but had
not got more than ten miles before
they heard a datier of hoofs behind.
Greene had hastily mounted and
slai!? I in pursuit. The race was
long and exciting, but the husband at
length rode alongside the pair, cock
ed a pistol, and commanded a halt.
Bellknnp was abject with terror.
"You may have your wife," Mr.
Greene," he said. "I don't want her.
You don't, think 1 have chased you
like mad lo get bur back ! Oh ! no.
But I'll take toy dollar and n half
that slur's got in her pocket." The
money was given up, and the elope
ment proceeded quietly.
Boston morality lias had another
shock. .lohn A. Woodward, chief
clerk in the city Treasurer's olllcc,
and one of the persons of consequence |
in society has decamped leaving n
deficit of 380,000 in the public fund.
Ir you hope for what is reasonable
and then work, you will probably get
it. But if yon expect the impossible,
, like the man who wanted to buy a
pair of spectacles with which lo gel a
bird's-eye view of the city, you are
bound to be disappointed.
Parson Ble^so's Revival,
For more than a week past tlie Rev.
Aminidab Biedso has been very much
troubled in bis mind. A rival Gal
veston pastor In bis immediate neigh
borhood has been carrying on such a
successful revival that nobody in the
neighborhood has slept for more than
three hours just before day during the
past week. A number of tenants in
the neighborhood refuse to pay rent,
and somo have actually moved away.
All this time not the slightest religi
ous interest has been manifested;
among Rev. Mr. Blcdso's congrega
tion. On the contrary, (pule a num
ber of them have btrnyed off to Par
son Johnsing's revival. Something
had to be done, or Othello's occupa
tion would he gone up the spout. In
vain did Parson Biedso warn his
Hock of the wrath to come if they
strayed into Jo'insing's sheep fold,
but all efforts to ?ring them to a sense
of their duty failed. He had quite a
serious notion of resorting to the Ar
kansas plan of salvation, which i s .to
take a club and lay on to the sinners
until they crawled op to the mourn
ers' bench with some of their ribs
caved in, hut as some of the member
of the congrognli -i ,\ho handle cot
ton were liable lo lay him out ob the
mourners' bench lie hesitated about
resorting lo extreme measures. Last
Sunday night there was quite a large
congregation al Parson Blcdso's
chapel in consequence of Pat son
Johnsing's being laid up with a sore
throat, and the former determined to
profit by the occasion. After a hymn
was sung Pa: son Biedso slopped to
the front am! said :
"Bndcrin and cistern : Dis hcah J
church is gwino lor be ri scene of ddj
outponrin' of do hehbenly giuee, and 1
I'll start de boom wid Jim Weitster,
as a sorter nest egg fooh de res' ob
y.)u to lay up lo. James lake your .
place on d?~mourner's B^ncb."
Jim Webster, a dandified-looking (
young mulatto, said he wasn,t well
ami begged to be excused.
"All right, Bruddcr Webster, if
you feel like dar was no hope for yer
?dat dote was no ha'atn in Goliad
for a siuncr like ycr, jess slay whar
yer is, and suck the end ob ycr little
cane When ycr belubbcd pasture is
called on by de foahnian ob dc Gal
ves'.on grand jury lo say if be knows
who shaved do tail ob 'Squire Jones'
bay boss, he is gwino Ur pint, out de
niggab, even cf it was his bruddcr."
It wasn't two seconds before Jim
Webster was in the mourners' bench.!
"Annuddcr brand plucked from the
hurnin' brimstone ; one more lost lum'
foun' for do angels to rejoice ober
inoah den do ninety and ::ine lhat
ain't been cotched yet. Now is de
time. I t us sing'Old Hundred." |
Atter the singing, Paisoi Biedso
went on lo exhort: "Why don't you
git aboard do gospel train? Now is
the accepted time. Which is best, to
make your pence wid hebben, to have
dai peace which passes all undcrstan
din', or to be sent lo de penitentiary
for votin* foah times at election? Wud
you rrddt r be a follower of a 'am', or
hab a while man follow in' ycr wid a
gnu while yer was working sixteen
hours a day w har dar is wcepin' and
whalin' wid a big bidder strap?"
"l'sc a coming," said a trick-look
ing darky, who is supposed to have
considerable inllucuco in political cir
cles, going and taking his place along
side the penitent.
"Praise de Lor'! Dc gran' jury is
gwine to meet and den flat culled lady
wdial forgot to bring do wash is gwing
to call on all de mountains to kivcr
her up. Wud ycr rudder be one ob
dc elect, or hab a hoc in ycr paw
working on do streets? Come up,
sister, andjine the gospel band."
Several responded lo the invitation.
"Bruddoron, ilis is slow work.
Lot ail dem w hat's I ion kccrlcss in
bandlin' poultry, dem what's sinned
agin dar nnbor's wood-pile, come up,
or dar be some tclcpbonin' lo lie po
So long de lamp no oil do lack.
Tho dm iidcst rascal may come back.
It is needless to say lhat the reviv
al is an immense success.? Galceston
> Pathos of Divorce.
Gipgory ngainst Gregory was the
litlojrof a St. Louis divorce case,
whicjuwas varied by un exeitfng inci
dcutRecently. Mrs. Gregory, whoso
examination w'r-s interrupted b. he
rem'elrks ol counsel bearing upon the
mattjjbr sot up in the cross hill, listened
willflgrcnt interest lb the colloquy,
and Kept her cyc3 steadily fixed upon
her ^husband's counsel. Her bosom
hoaxed wie n counsel argued upc":
tho allegations of flirtation ; at length
unable to stifle her emotions, she rose
fror/i'thc witness chair, and, throwing
Iher^bnnss, with a .dramatic gesture
anqllonc exclaimed : "Yon will drive
I me I erazv 1 Would you b me of
I r J
jlhajryo? have ruined my character.
MylGod ! 1 cannot boar this. Eugene
! myj liUsband, suve mc ! save mc !
These impassioned utterances produc
ed d great sensation in court, which
wai filled with ladies, witnesses, and
spectators. The agonizing appeal to
thejhusbund brought him to his wife's
side. He bent over her, and did all!
in Bis power to soot he and quiet her.
An,elderly man who had accompanied
.Mrs. Gregory to court also went for
ward, but ti r husband g*\vo hitu to
un'acrstaud that his wife having sum
moned iittu to her side, he would al-J
lo*i? no one ol l to render any service"
at that lime. The ladies in court:
were much affected by the scone, and j
and some began to sob. In the end'
the proceedings were adjourned until i
Origin ot the God Hymen.
Hymen was a young men of Alb-'
due, obscurely born, but extremely
handsome. Falling in love with a
young lady of distinction, he disguis-j
bp himself in a female habit, in order
to get accessio enjoy the pleasure of
her. company. A.-> he. happened to be :
vfjso'day in this disguise with Ids mis- !
-rakiS and hei female companions^ cele- i
hraling on the seashore the riles of!
Ceres Eleusina, a gang of pirates;
came upon them by surprise and car
ried them all oil'. The pirates, having
conveyed them to a distant island, got
drunk for joy and fell asleep. Hymen
seized Ids opportunity, aimed the vir- j
gins when, leaving tho ladies on the
loland, he went in huste to Athens,
where he told his adventure to all
the parents, and detuaded her he lov
ed in marriage as his ransom. His
request was gt anted ; and so fortunate
I was the mat ringe that the name ol
! Hymen was ever afterwards invoked
; on till future nuptials, and in pro
! urcss of lime the Greeks enrolled him
among their gods.
Sc ciKTT has been aptly compared to
la heap of embers, which, when separ
ated, soon languish, darken, and ex
pire ; but if placed together glow with
a ruddy and intense heat?a just em
blem of tho strength, happiness, and
the security derived from the union of
mankind. The savage, who never
knew the blessings of combination^
and he who quits society Irom apathy
or misanthropic spleen, are like the
separated cmblcrs?dark, dead, use
less ; they neither give nor receive
I heat, they neither love nor are belov
ed. To what at is of heroism nod
virtue, in every age and nation, has
not the impetus of nlTeetion given
rise i To what gloomy misery, de
spair, and even suicide, has not the
desertion of society led! How often
[in the busy haunt ' .;f men are all our
noblest and gentlest virtues culled
forth I And how, in the bosom of a
recluse, do all the soft emotions lau
| guish and grow faint!
The late Empress of Russin was
one of the ruhest persons in the
world. Though she was generous to
licr^ friends, and very liberal to be
nevolent institutions, her allowance
was so great and the presents she re
ceived from her husband, her subjects
and foreign sovereigns so many, that
sho accumulated enormous wealth.
The diamonds, ihc objects of art, the
wardrobe, etc., which she left, have
been arranged in twenty great halls
in the Winter Palace at St. Peters
Few mon cnn hour of the los3 of a
gallant ship without a touch of sad
ness. Life has been compared to the
groat ocean, and men to the ships
which sail thereon. When a hark
which has braved the tempest of
strange seas comes home with rusted
hull and tattered sails men welcome
her back just as they do one of their
own kind who has'journeyed afar and
passed through peril to benefit his
race. It is when we come upon the
wreck of a once noble ship that men
try hardest to remember lio'vJwell she.
sorvad her builders, it is wileu v.o.
hear that some gallant bark is miss
ing, leaving ho sign nor trace, that
men are awed as they speak her name.
There is nothing that will touch and
soften the henrt like the sight of the
wrecks which drift here and there on
life's ocean?once grand and gifted
men now blown hither and thither,
now going with currents, now hidden
from sight by the mantle of night or
the mysterious fog. lie who visits
an asylum for tho insane gazr>s out
upon an ocean which is ever changing
it3 surface and its shores. One mo
ment the' waters will be calm and
peaceful?the next there will be the
roar of a storm and the growl of
breakers. Before him will drill
wrecks without number?-some mov
ing slowly out of the fog?some
drifting into it?some skirting the
shores on which stands tearful friends
to wave farewells?others being car-1
ried by unseen currents afar to sea.
It is an ocean without a harbor of re
fuge. Once a Wreck upon its bosom
and there is no landing. Day aud I
night, for weeks and months ami
years, and dismasted and dismantled
bulks weave in und out of the fog?in
and out of the sunlight?whirl slow
ly about in the eddies?catch on the
shoals and go driving further out
upon the troubled watcis. Storm and
rust and time are silently at work,
and one by one, as the years creep
on, old wrecks sink silently into the
sea and are heard of no more forever.
When men die we forget that they
! were like tho^e who still live on. We
I forget all that was bad in them and
j remember all thct was good. Wc
know that they arc dead, and the
jusy world closes up the gap and
I marches along. But when men sail!
put upon life's ocean to become j
wrecks?to he dead in all but uume?I
'to drift in the darkness without chart
lor beacon?to feel the shores going
further and further away from them,
j there is something so pitiful that
: eyes fill with tears and beat Is grow
I tender. The)' have no lomb.-donos, i
jyet men read their epitaphs and for
get them. In a battered hulk drifts
ja skeleton crew?drifting, driving,
'swirling, plunging, and there is no
[help. Tho end is a darker night, a
stronger gale and a cry of despair as
jthe waters close over all and roll on
< It is very disgusting to see Ameri
Ican people honoring Sara Bernhardt.
I She has relinquished all that is hon
orable and lovable in a woman, and
I flaunts her shame in the face of the
world. That men who have pure,
wives and daughters at home can pay
homage to impurity and immorality
is almost inconceivable. Yet they
do so. 'ITuly, those Northern breth
ren of ours are a great folk. They
"vii licato'' and hurrah over Boccitcr,
who would be assisted IV'.m almost
nny Southern town on a rail, and how
banquet the Bernhardt, a public ap
penraneo in whose com'panv would
place a man under social taboo
! almost anywhere on this side of the
A sad looking man went into a
Burlington drug store. "Can you
give me," he asked, "something that
will drive from my mind tho thoughts
of sorrow and bitter recollections V"
And the druggist nodded and put him
up a little dose of quinine, and worm
wood, and rhubarb, and cpsom salts,
and a dash of castor oil, and gave it
to him, and for six months the man
couldn't think of anything in the
wot Id except new schemes for getting
I the taste out of bis mouth.
Sermons are liko~gu.ris. ^?uie. are
large, others are small'; some nre
long, others shoft; some are new,
others old; some are hiight, others
rusty; some arc made to be looked at
others to be used; some, .arc j kjpded.
others ein ply. ; some nre^ownec^pthers
l>orrowe<l. Somp are ^-jgtins, .some
pop-gun^, some of.cyei y, s^zc/ro^n tho
pocket_ pistol^ lo the J.'pi^ljun , gun,
Some uro clmrgcd.ou^ ftit^fl&wiler,
and. m ike.a great p^iftfl?djj^?ic?.
Some send oidy.smujl $lM|,-jb]& Url
h"\HtjMMV orfr-" .-kil,ViJ.?^?carr-t'
Some discharge chain /s^ot^mowing
down whole platoons. Some nro
wide-mouthed mortars, throwing only
bombshells. Some are dnplyig pis
tols, used only in con^oyersy?vilo
things. Some go of! half-bQnt.,?[jSomo
Hash in the pap. Sonic nj?He ajterri
ble llz, tho charge all escaping at tho
priming hole. Soue .shoot.lop high,
some too low, some sidew.uys, a few
ilit ectly at the point.. ?ome are aim
ed at nothing and hit it, ? Some^scat
ter prodigiously; so my kickj,their
owner over.. Some ?are. unerring,
others always hit the wrong object.
Some have too much wadding, an^
vice vevs?. Some are alarm guns;
others nre complimentary'., guns* used,
only for salutes on special, occasions.
Some are in a series, constituting a
battery ; others are swiyels made to
turn in any direction. Some are use
ful, some useless, some dapgerous;
some amuse, some frighten, sqyjs ex
asperate, some,rexplode, some gain
the victory. Very mtic-k-, depends
upon the manner in widely. they aro
made and managed. f|?
Babies" ' 1
.1 Mi* i
We love babies, a*nd everybody who
does love them. No man bus music
in his soul who .doc's hot love babies.
Babies were made to be loved, especi
ally girl babies when they grow up.
A man isn't worth any thing who
hasn't a baby, and the some rule ap
plies to a ?woman. A baby is a
spring day in winter ; a ray of sun
shine in frigid winter; and if it is
healthy and good-natured, and your
very own, it is a bushel of sunshine,
no mailer how cold the weather. A
man cannot be a hopeless case so
long as he loves babies one at a lime.
Wo love babies all over, no imatter
how dirty they nie. Wo love, them
because they are babies,: and because
their mothers are loreoblo ^nd lovely
women. Our love for babies*:Is only
j bounded by the nuiuber.of. babies in
the world. We always lpolv. :for ba
bies, wu ,do w-ijb paterna,liftffection
and anxiety.; wo do,, indeed^ Wo
pity wives who have no- babies'.^ Wo
! meu always look* dOwn-bcarteA who
have no .babies,, men niul.JYbojb&ve no
babies always gamble, and drink whis
ky and Sluy out at nigh! try big to get
music in .their : souls ? but,they can't
come it; liable? ? e.re babivS, and
nothing: oau tukc^tlj^i^plncQj?!!^pianos
play,out, ami. good Aiviog i>lays out,
l uulpss thoto /is a baby . sji lb.e(Jiotisc,
) We say there'* r.ollung likunbjiby.
A gale blew down a circus lent at
Argcula, Ark., and two'Hons,escaped
from their broken ctyje^/'T^beasts
bounded through' the 'ipglitcned as
sembly and, disappeared into tho
ilatknesB, TiiariarO'.ortJoi unity of a
liou. ho/nt w^s not, .i&d/ru^cri by tho
inhabit ants, (yv I u>hU I b igyW tgbj'yid se
cure l^fostenM?vbWP Wlj<lJii?kl) ?
possible, Thjabjtjiu^ 'Vttbh'lfcf' '
lever, provided, >3jtlv?)*e Is?* with
torch ft, puis.ued tho;^igiti.yep4 fi ight
encti them with , ttarii^ai jiyjhfs, and
drove Ahem inlo.tv cotfS.lmn ,fo
Captain dames 1<\ SieelejVvho com
manded a SobUi Cai'?liiiac?mpauy
during the w ar, has seti^io Wfes I jucy
Sims, a teat her in bnc of Hire public
schools of Brooklyn,iV SirbftHlost by
Captain Sims, bei'. Islher^dtnthc bal
| tic of lr.utcrsihu.rgl mine. Captain Sims
was killed , at IVUer/,burg,. ?id his
motherless cliild v as adopted as dm
'"I ?aughter of the l^ifHonl,,*by tho
I Thirteenth Xew Yoik Volunteers.
I The regtmen't Muc?Vtc41 ficr' ^Yassai;
?College. ? . _ :> nU-'