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BRATTLEBORO, VT.: JULY 11, 1857.
CUTLER'S BLOCK,. . . . MAIN ST., .... MUTTLEB0HO.
WlSiSt'S CtLlBRATED SLATI ASD WOOD BlD TABLES, Vim
the New Style Cisuto..
jy No Bar Kept. . . Closed Invariably at 10 P. M. J3)
JmM IV. L1LLEY, FioraiEToa.
C. V. HORTON, M. I).,
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,
No. 3 Jllnlii's llull.liutl,
U. M. FUXKIIOUSEK Si CO.,
jForluactidto anti (CommfDHfou
M E It C II A NTS,
II SECOND 8THEUT, BETWEEN OLIVE AND LOCUST,
ST. LOUIS, MO.
. . rr.nBoritm, w. a. bicumax,
E. L. rOTTLE, R. r. LillB.
II. M. I'. Si CO., will advance on shipments to Lhelr
correspondents La new urteans, rtcw lore, ana uoston.
Manufacturer of, and Dealer In,
Guile, Pistols, Fowling Plccra, Aminuul
Repairing done at abort notice on favorable terms.
Skip op f lilt lis Jmtrkan asr,...BaATTLEBOIlO,lT.
The "Braltlcboro Coruel llimd"
art prepared to furnlih Ml'SIC on all occasions, of tie latest
ana most popular cnaracier. Auareis
LEWIS S. I1IQOINS, Clerk, or CHAS. a ELLIS, Leader.
n. M. AVERS, M. I).,
Eclectic riiYalelnu aid Surgeon
OFFICE, No. 2, ELLIOT STREET.
Two Doors West of ... . BXVEBE HOUSE
J. II. fc IV. II. ESTER11ROOK,
iLsnufactarcrs and Dealers In
Empire Stale, Victor, Slcwnrl's. and Ccucsce
Valley tjook siotca, rnnor ami uox
Store niicl Hot Air Funincca.
Alio i Plows, CulUvators, Road Srapers, Churns, Iron Sinks,
Jlussiaant Avngusncwve ripe, ana au kinasoi me
Furniture, Japan and Common Tin-ware.
No 1 Exchange BK,-..BnATILEB0110, VT.
IIEOSTIS Si BORXAl',
Ilnrnrsa, Trunk, Vnlite fc Collar Muuufuc-
turers nuu Lnrriase irinimersi
Uesalrtojr Articles In the above business punctually attended to
IIais-St., Opposite Ausucan Uocbe,
J. F. IIsrtTis. J. W. BraXAr.
ALEXANDER II. PIKE,
Phillip's Pntcnt Lerer Farm niid City Gate
mid Clolli lloarils for l'uchlns,
And Dealer In Lumber, BlUs of Timber, Clapboards, Shinties,
&c manuiaciurea ana immunea u, oracr.
WEST WARDSBOIIO, VT.
E. C. CROSS, M. D., Physlclnu and Surgeon
OrriCE keae J. Clark's Drco Store.
Such Domestic Medicines as I have proved valuable in my prac
lice during tne past ten years tn UAiuiora ana Leyaen,
kept on hand and dispensed at my office.
Pure Matter for Vaccination.
Attorney and Counsellor nt Law,
(Removed from Saxton's River to Bratileboro, Vt.)
"Cy Ofnoo over the Savings Bank.
flacg fc cnosnv,
Attorncyit autlConnarllora at Law,
a. r. rLAoo. r. u. csosur.
JAMES W. CARPENTER,
Attorney fc Coiniarllur nt Law and Solicitor
Barton's River Village, Rockingham, Vt.
CHAS. ST. DAVENPORT,
Attorney fc Counsellor at Law fc Solicitor in
I1RADLEV Si KELLOGG,
Attorucya Si Counsellors at Law Si Solicitor
OCSce oppoilte the Bratileboro House, BRATTLEB0SO, VT.
J. D. BBADLET. GEO. S. EklXOOQ.
I1DTLBK Si KNOWLTON,
Attorucya and Counsellors at Law.
Office two doors West of the Bank. JAMAICA, VT.
4. E. BCTLE8. 71. U KVOWLTOX.
ESTEV Si KATIIAN,
Dealers in alt kinds of
f - -.,,,, f ' -.. .. I .... VI ,. . Knr, lullii.p. X.- f..
Cws doors South of the Bridge, Malu-St., BR ATTLEB0R0, VT
ii. sr. nix,
Attorney Si Counsellor nt Lnw aud Solicitor
WIIITINUHAM CENTRE, VI.
WOODCOCK Si VINTON,
ST All kinds of Printing Paper made to order. Cash paid
(or White and Brown Rags. UUATTUUIUUU, n.
h. cuosnr & co.
Wholesale Dealers In
Fionr, Grain and Prodace.
No. 3 Blake's Block, .... BRATILEBORO, VT.
JOSEPH STEEN Si SON,
Iioolucllers, Piiblisliers and Stationers,
Corner of Main and High Streets BR ATTLEUORO, VT.
josara teu. . raAXE steex.
CHAS. C. ELLIS,
Book-Binder Si lllauli Hook Maliufncturrr,
. Brkk Block, three doors above the American House.
S. PIKE, RIFLE MAKER Si GUNSMITH,
Will execute all onlcrs in his line, either for MAKING OR RE
A'Allttnu, wutcu may imj eiwu&iea 10 us cure.
'work varrantea to give sausrsuou.
Shoj so I&ffeStreet, 2 door Jt'eit qf Carta. S tre tf t
S. A. MORSE Si CO.'S
In Ike renr of the llruttleboro House,
MAIX Stbeet, BRATTLEBORO, VT.
F. G. KNAPP, PaorsjEToa, NEsrrAXE, Vt.
tT the best accuuuuojtalons for Travelers aud Visitors.
Uooa slabung couaueted sritu the Amuse
E. W. CROSS, M. V.,
Pkyalrluu nud Surtfeoa,
UUILFOliD CENTRE, VT.
H'JI. S. HOUGHTON,
Unmet, Truuk uud VuIUe Manufacturer,
AND CABBIAOE TRIMMER,....1'LTNEV, VT.
"ujuiufadiirer and Pealcr In Ladles, Gents, Misses, ChOdrent
Usots, Shoe, Gaiter and Rubber,
Opposite the I'oel OJiica, Main Street. .. BRATTLEBORO.
. VV. HOLTON, Apothecary uud DruBit,
And Dealer hi
MAIN STREET, .. BRATTLEBORO, VT.
ATTORNEY AND CUUNSKLIXllt AT LAW, pructklug In
ht Courts of Vermont and New llsinpshlr.
Jp-A0IT or TliE.EJW Fin UlaraHtt Compamy,uA
ALeX), Ajs-oc co prururti Pensions, and Bounty Land
CouiuhutwHf for tii ttates it K'w Vork and New llamp.
V, U. FESSENDEN.
r u-tERAI. INSURANCE AGENCY
VjT Out oo VVllJl.lou'a Sloue Block,
The Sttbsciriber t ii t.a w Miritir. rnu
INSURANCE CUUPAall', with a Cajiltal exceeding (lJOtu
.,vt...i Muuaapaaioi EAauAwuajaiarre
urpluai u the CUN WAY VlitE INSUBAA'CE CWJPAJJY,
stock) lth a af taj loo.go. He U also prinsaro to ef-
.. .... .. . uwwt in Ule tl.lXX LASLKAALJ tusl
1 AN1. 1orLfard. atd ATLAurm vntu anh aiAitiwirvi
I'rotMeuce. Pursous wiioiag to liuuro on iirujerly trUI do
well to call oe tltn hefme cCucilug the aiune. lnsurais on
MFK nay alio U efocted with llu In the NATIONAL LIFE
INHURAtCE COUPAKr, 'or any term and to any auuunt
mv. cAvvruiog f iu,wu ai one rilK. Jf ju. jyxerNDl.N,
y piaiukooro, January otn, ibat. j
BT 0. W. HOLMES.
The Comet I Ho is on his way,
And singing ns he flics;
The whining planets shrink before
The spectre of the sides 1
Ah! well mny rcgol orbs burn blue,
And S'lttolltes turn pale.
Ten million cubic miles or head,
Ten billion lenjues of tall I
On, by whistling spheres of light,
lie Hashes and he flames;
He turns not to the left or right,
He a&ks-them not their names;
One spurn from his demoniac heel,
Away, away they fly.
Where darkness might be bottled up
And sold for "Tyriau dye."
And what would happen to the land,
And how would look the sea;
If in the bearded devil's path
Our earth should chunce to be I
Full hot and high the sea would boll,
Full red the forests gleam ;
Methougbt I saw nud heard it all
In a dyspeptic dream.
I saw a tutor take his tube
The Comet's course to spy,
I heard a scream the gathered rays
Had stewed the tutor's eye;
I saw a fort the soldiers all
Were armed with goggles green;
Pop crack'd the guns! whii flew the balls!
liang went the magazine.
I saw a poet dip a scroll
Each moment in a tub,
I read upon the warping back,
"The dream of lleelicbub;"
He could not see his verses burn,
Although his brain was fried,
And ever and anon he bent
To wet them as they dried.
I saw the scalding pitch roll down
The crackling, sweating pines,
And streams of smoke, like water-spouts
Durst through the rumbling mines;
I asked the firemen why they made
Such noise about the town ;
They answered not, but all the while
The brakes went up and down.
I saw a roasting pullet sit
Upon a baking egg;
I saw a cripple scorch his hand
Extinguishing his leg;
I saw nine geese upon the wing
Towards the frozen pole,
And every mother's gosling fell
Crisped to a crackling coal.
I saw an ox that browsed the grass
Writhe In the blistering rays,
The herbage in his shrinking jaws
Was all a fiery blaze;
I saw huge fishes boiled to rags,
Bob through the bubbling brine;
And thoughts of supper crossed my soul;
I had been rash at mino.
Strange sights! strange sounds! 0 fearfuldream!
Its memory haunts me still,
The steaming sea, the crimson glare,
That wreathed each wooded hill;
Stranger! if through thy reeling brain
Such midnight visions sweep,
Spare, spate, U spare thine etcning meal,
And sweet shall bo thy sleep.
THE C0UNTKY STORE.
In Athens, the people used to have their
theaters and their games. In Rome, amuse
ments held a high place of necessity. London,
Paris, New Yotk, Boston, all the large cities
ot the time, feel obliged to cater fur popular
wants in this direction, and hence arise splendid
piles and open, magnificent halls that arc de
voted to nothing else hut the entertainment of
the sovereigns and masses.
Hack in the country they have no amusements
at all. It isn't nonsense to say so, because it
is loo true. They live hard, bald, dry lives,
and dry deaths. Of course we mean with now
and then an exception. They gel up in the
morning and work with their patient cattlo till
sundown, They dress themselves in theit etif
fest and most starched up things on Sundays,
and go to meeting from nothing but a sense of
duty. They huddle at all the funerals, and
manage at thoso times and placcs'to get through
as large an amount of talk as our busiest mer
chants do any day in a whole hour on change.
Not that all farmers are quite as bad as this,
fur we know better ourselves. Hut the excep
tions are "mighty Bcarce," as the boy said.
Beyond the reach of what are popularly sup
posed to be the refining and truly humanizing
influence of the city I am not speaking satir
ically at all now men and women do not seem
to know how to aniuso themselves at all ; or if
they do here and there chance to gel an inkling
of what they need in the way of pastimes, they
set about it co much like going about their work
that the wbulo affair becomes nothing less than
a series of downright efTorls of the most severe
and unnatural character.
I have said it before, and I say it again.
country people don't know howloamuso them
selvrs. They require something quite differ
ent fiom what their city cousins call for, I grant.
But it is to different, as the ease stands now, it
makes one latifih out of the left-hand corner ol
his mouth to think of the consummate absurd
ity of the thing. For example : instead of
meeting and greeting one another in a natural
and easy way at a party, a hall, a husking, or
something of ihat sort, they attend faithfully
upon all the funerals, meeting up at the "meet
ing house," auctinn sales of sheriffs and ud
minislulors, militia musters, and annual agri
cultural shows, wearing countenances as long
as the one-hundred-and-uineteentli I'salm, set,
dry, fixed and totally ungenial in their ways and
manners careful to let no impulsive expressions
escape them if they can by any rigid possibility
kelp it, and fixing unmerciful stares of astonish
ment ant! reproof on all the younger ones who
can not help now and then laughing at tho
twang, the thump, or the topic ot the minister.
Hence, for want of theater, concert, and
things of that sort, the people far hack in the
country havo a shrewd way of resorting to some
thing that they no doubt think altogether belter.
It is (he Country Stoiik.
An institution all by itself is the country
store. It stands out -ts ditlmctand vivid iti the
social landscape of the rural districts as the
monument does on Bunker Hill. All parlies
resort to it. All the loungers, all the idlers,
and all the village gossips, as well as those who
go to buy molasses, keg nails, tobacco, and
raisins, congregate and loiter, and gossip, and
listen, in Ihe convenient rcslingplaoe of the
country store. And if it furthermore happens
to bo the Post-oflice, then follows a patronage
from Ihe sovereigns far and near, which it would
be idle indeed for me to attempt to describe.
Besides the sugar, nails, codfiah, and brooms,
there lie all the letters lhat belong to the men,
women and children of the town, The sum
total of their correspondence witli parlies resi
dent abroad is to he found just there, and just
nowhere else. Therefore all the men collect
about this swarming focus. Therefore they
coroe and tit evening nfler evening, alternately
discussing tho news and seeing who carries off
each and every teller. Tliercforo they stand
and crowd up around the Postmaster as soon as
tho village mail-bag is brought in assisting him
to sort over the meager little pile that ho emp
ties out of it upon the counter; offering advice
wherever it is and it isn't needed, and submit
ting highly original comments upon matters and
things in general faster than anybody can pre
tend to keep up in their digestions,
Look in on thostoro in a country town at any
time of tho day or evening, unless perhaps it is
just at planting or haying time, and you will
find character, incidents, and amusing details
enough to please you as long as your recollec
tion consents to givo back the sccno to you.
They lounge and loaf, boys and men, making a
serious business of it. They perch on Ihe
smooth, worn counters swinging off their feel.
They occupy the heads of kegs and the narrow
beds of Boap and candle boxes. They eland
atotind the Btove-pipe if it is winter, and touch
it on this side and lhat with thoir hands. They
lean back in rows in the dark corners of the
store, exchanging their dull-colored yarns with
ono another, and ripping out their usual snick
ers at what precious bils of scandal happen to
fall in their way. They bandy coarse and heavy
jokes with the boys, giving them thorough les
sons in their own peculiar art gratis. They
read over all the posters and handbills for the
thousandth time, and laugh at exactly the same
places they did threo weary years ago.
On winter nights, the iron box sluvo is filled
"cram full" with solid wood, and the draught
roars liko a young lion in the desert. Its raging
sound drowns out the howl of tho January
winds without. Tho men and hots huddle
close, hold up their hands before their toaslcd
faces, laugh harder at their Btale jokes than ev
er, and fall to again over tho reputations of their
friends and neighbors in a pleasantly scandalous
way. When tho old-mail driver comes in from
his coach on these evenings, and they all begin
to address him by his Christian name ; and ask
him minutely about the weather, and make their
calculations how much longer ho will bo likely
to be on Ihe road, then there is a new whirl in
the social scene, and new characteristics are de
veloped to the eye of the observer at every turn.
Tho villago store withal! is a very useful
place, and thercforo worthy of a number, all
by itself, in the list of our institutions. There
the farmers go to buy their new spring seeds and
their agricultural impelments. There the boys
go to perform their errands fur mothers, sisters,
and themselves. There the farmers wives
arrive early in the summer times, and barter
away 'heir eggs and cheese for cotton cloth or
calico, or new shoes. There the girls resort,
with burning blushes on their faces, to learn if
they have any letters for themselves in the of
fice, or to exchange a few sly remarks with
the spruce young clerk whose hair hangs so
heavy with oils and perfumery, or perhaps to
study the very latest styles in prints, bareges,
and muslin de laines. You can see a caravan
of old family nags, hob-tailed and long-tailed,
standing drowsily before the door, almost any
hour through the Jay. You can sen old wo
men climbing into and out of their high u agons,
having made or being about to make tho pur
chases they have dreamed of, and talked ubout,
and made all sorts of calculations on, for at
least a week or a month beforehand. They
will present you, too, many a study if you will
but be patient and listen ; their ready resour
ces, their shrewdness in getting a bargain,
Iheir bold way of telling the storekeeper how
much they know themselves about what ho is
trying to talk into them, and their triumphant
expression when they discover that they have
finally carried their original points exactly as
they desired all theso things catch the co of
a quick and appreciative observer, and furnish
him wilh plenty of food for consideration after
ward. They can lalk polities pretty well at the
public meetings in the large cities, where they
havo a "distinguished speaker from abruad" to
waku up their ideas ; but they dont begin to
know how to do it as thoroughly as they go
through with it in a country store. Thcro a
man corners a man. He gets him right where
ho can't get away. And as soon as Esq. Higgs
opens the talk, or Deacon Blodget makes a
sally, or Capt. Muggs starts a new train, thoy
are all in for it, overy ono. They are the
very people fur whom political newspapers are
printed, and no others. For them were origin
ally published the "Debates in Congress,"
which lliey are as ready to quote as any eager
Deacon ever was to hurl toxts from ihe Scrip
tures at tho head of his opponent or question
er. Tho Hun. Mr. Buzfuz docs not suffer in
their hands at nil ; or cls3 ho does suffer im
mensely, though not so badlv as to be damaged
beyond recovery. What 1'ie ex-member of
Congress for their distrct said in his speech
before tho Young Men's Club on llm Friday
evening beloro thoy had satisfied to talk about
from ono end of tho evening to the other. All
the candidate's chtims to (avor aro fully discus
sed. All tho prospects til his final election aro
freely remarked upon in ono corner of tho
store and another. Tho ministers hints on
political topics don't suit some, while others
profess to liko him, only tho harder on lhat ac
count. It is not a little caucus there in the
cnunlry storo ; It is a little CoNonESS, nnd each
man a member. Tho assembled wit and wis
dom of llio town discuss all tho great affairs of
the nation, settlo tho claims of the church and
the mitiistiirs, and dispose nf tho reputations
of all, ilia gieat and little men, in an evening.
Wars, and rumors nf wars, they take by tho
horns with both hands, Elections are their
particular hobby, They realy believe they
make and unmake the fortunes of our public
men, and tho belief is a source of inordinate
satisfaction to them.
In tho autumn time it is good to run your
eyes over the crook-neck squashes, and yellow,
round pumpkins and tho nice while beans, and
the blood-red heels lhat garnish the walls and
coiling. Hero is the museum nf agriculture,
Jlero the farmers hold their shows, Here ihey
ilock, of afternoons as well as evenings, and
tell over the finished work of the season just
drawing to a close. They make up their esti
mates of their own corn and their potatoes.
"They begin to calculate how many cows they
rare going to winter, and what amount of wool
rfite women folks mean to get carded for winter
winning. They talk an crops, on fruits (some
if thorn), nn horses, and on sheep, The storo
teeper becomes a sort of confident to every
ttio in affairs pertaining to business. He lis
tens to all their tales, and offers advice when
ever it is not, No man can furnish forth more
facts than he, whether they pel lain to farm,
field politics, nr the wonders and mysteries of
a country trade.
At the country store, then, farmers enjoy rcg
ular reunions. It is as much a place of amuse'
tnent aa it is of trado. It furnishes relaxation
to the overtasked man and 1 was going to say
boys just as much as do tho meetings nn Sun
day and funerals through the week. In it and
about it the rustics unbend. They swap cattlo
and horses before the door, and sprawl over
tho counter inside to figuro up their profits or
losses in the way of tiado. All the local news
center llirrc, ns in a focus. The country store
keeper could well afford In publish a bulletin
every day, and ho would not fail cither, to
"find his account in it," as the saying is. He
collects continually the fund of gossip and
scandal, of quarrels and horso traders, of
deaths, bitths, and marriages, and of losses,
gains, misfortunes, and family feuds. He
calls every other man by his Christian name,
and can tell you the age and circumstances of
of nearly all of them from one end of the town
to the other.
If you happen to be driving through one of
these back towns any day, it will pay you
well to buy a half peck nf oals for your ani
mal to eat under the shed, whiio you go into
the store yourself and look around and study
character. A new phase nf life will present
itself to you. You will sea what, perhaps,
you never saw before, and learn some things
.that you had not been told enjoyed a real ex
istence. Tho store-keeper will treat you with
all possible civility ; the men standing and sit
ting atound will question you perseveringly
of your namo and occupation ; and all the boys
that roust on the boxes, kegs, and barrel, will
stare and whisper, and snicker, till you will
declare to yourself that no man has really
completed his education unless ho has been
out fur a time and studied human naluro in a
country store. Life Illustrated.
A LAWYER'S ADVENTURE.
About three or four years ago, more or less,
1 was practising law in Illinois on a pretty
large circuit. I was called nn one day in my
office, in the town of C , by a very pretty
woman, who, not without tears, told me her
husband had been arrested for horse-etcaling.
She wished to retain tne on the defence. 1 ask
ed her why she did not go to Judge B., an ex
Senator of the United Slates, whose office was
in tho same town. I told her that I was a
young man at the bar, &c. She mournfully
said that ho had asked a retaining fee above her
means, aud besides did not want to touch the
case, for her husband was suspected of belong
ing to an extensive band nf horse thietes and
counterfeiters, whose head-quarters were on
I asked her to tell mo the whole truth of the
matter, and if it was true that her husband did
belong to such a band ?
"Ah, sir," said she, "a better man at heart
than my George never lived ; but he liked cards
and drink, and I am afraid they made turn do
what he never would have done if he had not
drank. I fear that it can be prnted that he had
the horse; ho didn't steal it; another did, and
passed it to him."
I didn't like the case. I knew that there
was a great dislike to the ging located where
she named, and feared lo risk the case before a
jury. She seemed to observe my intention u
refuse the case, and burst into tears.
I never could 6ee a woman weep without tee!
ing like a weak fool myself. If it hadn't been
for eyes brightened by "pearly tears," (blast
Ihe poels that made them to come into fashion
by praising 'cm,) I'd never been caught in the
lasso of matrimony. And my would-be client
was pretty. Tho handkerchief that hid her
streaming eyes didn't hide her ripe lips, and
her snowy bosom roo and fell like a white
gull in a gale of wind at sea. I took tho case
and sho gavn me the particulars.
The gang, of which he was not a member,
had persuaded him to take tho horse. He
knew the horse was stolen, and like a fool ac
knowleugetl It wnen no was arrested, worse
slill ho had trimmed the horse's tail and mane
to alter his appearance, and tho opposition could
The trial came on. I worked hard to get a
jury of ignorant men, who had more heart than
brain. Who it they could not fathom the depths
of argument, or follow the labyrinthine mazes
of tho law, could feel for a young fellow in
bad fix, a weeping, pretty wife, nearly broken
hearted, and quite distracted, Knowing the
use of "effect," I told her to dress in deep
mourning, and bring her little cherub of a boy,
only threo years old, into court, and to sit as
near her husband as the officer would let her
I tried that game onco in a murder case, and a
weeping wife and sister made a jury render a
verdict against law, evidenco and the judge's
charge, and saved a fellow that ought to havo
been hung as high as Haman,
Tho prosecution opened very bitterly ; in
veighed against thieves and counterfeiters, who
had made the land a terror to strangers and
travelers, and who had robbed every farmer in
ihe region of their finest horses. It introduced
witnesses anil proved all and moro than I fear
cd it would.
The time came for mo to riso for defence.
Witnesses I had none. Hut 1 determined to
make an effort only hoping so lo interest iho
judge and jury as to secure a recommendation
to gubernaiional clemency and a light senlcncu.
So I painted this picture. A young man en
tcred into life wedded loan angol ; beautiful in
person, possessing every gentlo and noble attri
buto. Temptation was before and all around
him. Ho kept a tavern, Uticsls thero wcro
many ; it was not for him to inquire into llieir
husincts; they wcro well dressed ; made largo
bills and paid promptly. At an unguarded
hour, when he was insane with the liquor they
urged upon him, he had deviated from tho path
nf rectitude. The demon of alcohol reigned in
his brain ; and it was his first offenco. Merey
pleaded for another chance to save him from
ruin, Justice did not require that his young
wife should go down sorrowing to the grave,
and that tho shadow of disgrace and the taunt
of a felon father should cross the path of that
sweet child, O, how earnestly did I plead for
them. The woman wept; the husband did Ihe
same : tho judge fidgctted and rubbed his eyes ;
ihe iury looked melting. If I could havo had
the closing speech lin would havo been cleared ;
but the prnsecution had the close, and threw
ice on Iho fire I had kindled. Hut they (lu
not quilo put it out.
The judge charged accoiding to law and ev
idence, but evidently leaned on the side ofmer
cy. The jury found a verdict of guilty, but
unanimously recommended the prisoner to tho
mercy of tho court. My client was sentenced
to the shoitest imprisonment the court was em
powered to,givo, and both jury and court sign
ed a petition to the Governor for an uncondi'
lional pardon, which has since been granted,
but not .before tho following Incident occurred
Some threo months after this, I received an
account for collection from a wholesale house
in New York, The parties lo collect from
were hard ones, but they had property, and bo
foro Ihey had an idea of the trap laid, I had the
property, which they were about to assign bo-
fore they broke, under attachment. Finding I
was neck ahead and bound to win, thoy "caved
in and "forked over three thousand seven
hundred and ninety-four dollars and eighteen
cents, (per memorandum book,) in good money.
They lived in Shawneclown, about 35 or 40
miles southeast nf Moore's prairio. 1 received
Ihe funds just after bank opening, but other
business detained mo till after dinner. I then
started for C , intending to go as far as Iho
villago of Mt. Vernon that night.
I had gone along ten or twelve miles, when
1 noticed a splendid team nf double horses at
tached to a light wagon, in which were scaled
four men, evidently nf the high strung order,
They swept past as if to show how easily they
could do it. They shortened in and allowed
me to come up with them, and hailing mo ask
ed mo to "wet," nr in other words diminish the
contents of a jug nf old ryo they had aboard,
but I excused myself wilh the plea that I had
plenty on board. They asked mo how far I
was going. I told them as far asMt. Vernon,
if my horse didn't tire out. They mentioned
a pleasant tavern ten or twelve miles ahead, as
nice stopping place, and then drove on.
I did not liko the looks of thoso fellows nor
their actions. But I was bound to go ahead.
I had a brace of revolvers and a nico knife;
my money was not in my valiso or my sulky,
but in a belt around my body. I drove slow
in hopes that they would go on, and I should
see them no more. It was nearly datk when 1
saw a tavern sign ahead, At the same time I
saw their wagon stood before the door. She
turned as pale as a sheet when sho saw me
she did not speak, but with a meaning look she
put her finger on her lips and beckoned me in ;
she was tho wife of my late client.
When I entered, tho parly recognized me,
and hailed me as an old traveling friend, and
asked me to drink. I respectfully but firmly
declined to do so.
"By G d. you shall drink or fight!" said
the noisiest of the party.
"Just as you please, drink I shall not!"
said I, purposely showing the butt of a colt
which kicks six times in rapid succession.
The party interposed, and very easily quell
cd the assailant. One offered me a cigar which
I reluctantly refused, but a glance from the
woman induced me to accept. Sho advanced
and prolTcied me a light, and in doing so slip
ped a note into my hand, which she must have
written with a pencil tho moment before.
Never shall I forget the words they were:
"Beware, they are members of the gang.
They mean to rob and murder you ! Leave
soon ; I will detain them!"
I did not feel comfortable just then, but tried
to do so.
"Have yon any room to put up my horse?"
I asked, turning lu the woman.
"What aro you going on to-night!" asked
one of the men ; "we are."
"No," sail! I, "I shall stay here to-night."
"We'll all slay then, I guess, and make a
night of it ! ' said another of the cut-throats.
"You'll have lo put up your own horse
here's a lantern," said the woman.
"I am used lo that," I said. "Gentlemen,
excuse me a minute ; I'll join you in a drink
when I come in.''
"Good on your head! moro whiskey, old
gal," shouted thoy.
I went out, glanced at their wagon, it was
old fashioned ; and "linch pins" secured tho
wheels. To take oul my knife and pry one
from the fore and hind wheels was but the
work of an instant, and I threw them as far off
in the darkness as I could. To untie my
horse and dash off was lh,c work of a moment.
The road lay down a steep hill, but my lantern
lighted me somewhat.
I had, hardly got under full headway, when
I heard a yell from lite party I had so uncere
moniously left, I put whip to my horse. The
next moment with a shout ihey started, I
threw my light away, and left my horse to pick
his way. A moment later, I heard a crash
a horriblo shriek, j The wheels wcro off.
Then came the rush of the horses tearing along
with the wreck of tho wagon. Finally thoy
seemed to fetch up in the wood. One nr two
shrieks I heard as I swept on, leaving litem far
behind. For some time 1 hurried my horse
you'd better believe I "rid!" It was a little
after midnight when I got to Mt. Vernon.
Tho next day I heard that a Mooro's prairie
team had run away, and that two men out of
four had been so badly hurt that their lives
wero despaired of; but I didn't cry. My cli
ents got their money but I didn't travel that
road any moro.
"NICE "o I R L S . "
JIT A DAClIELOn.
To my mind there is nothing in all Ihe world
half so beautiful, half so delightful, or half bo
lovablo as a "nico girl." I don't mean a pret
ty girl, or a dashing girl, or an elegant girl,
but a "nice girl ;" ouo of those lively, good-
tempered, good-hearted, sweet-faced, amiable,
neat, natty, domestic creatures, whom we meet
in the sphero of "Home," diffusing around the
domestic hearth tho influenco of her goodness,
liko tho essence of sweet flowers.
What wo all know by a "nice girl" is not
the languishing beauty, who dawdles on a sofa
aud talks of tho last now novel, or tho last new
opera; or the great giraffe-looking girl, who
creates an effect by sweeping majestically through
a drawing-room. Tho "nice girl" does not
even dance well, or play well, and she does not
know a bit how to uso her eyes or coquello
wilh a fan. She never languishes, sho is too
active for that ; sho is not given to novel-read
ing, for she is always too busy. And as to
the opera, when she goes there she does not
think it necessary to show hor baro shoulders ;
but sits generally away in the back of the box,
unheeded and unnoticed. It is not in such
scenes that wo discover tho "nico oirl." It is
at "Home." Who is it that rises first in tho
morning and gets tho breakfast ready beforo Ihe
family comes down J Who is it that makes
papa's toast, and carries up mamma's toa, and
nuts buttons on tho boy's' shirts, and waters the
flowers, and feeds tho chickens, nnd makes ev
erything bright and comfortable in tho parlor!
Is it tho sofa beauty, or tho giraffe, or tho ele
gant creature I By no means. It is the "nico
girl." lift unaided toilet has been performed
in the shortest possible space of time ; yet how
charmingly her hair is dono I how simply ele
gant is her silk dress snd plain white collar!
What hearty kisses sho distributes, unasked,
among the members of the family. She does
not present her cheek or her brow, like the "fine
girl," but takes the inlative herself and kisses
the boys, one after the other, with an audible
"smack," which says aloud, "I love you ever
so much." If ever I coveted anything in my
life, it ts one of those kisses from that "nice
girl.' She is quite at home in all the domes
tic duties. She troubles no one to "help tho
kettle." She has fetched it from the hoh, and
replenished tho teapot, while somo ono has been
thinking about offering his assistance.
Breakfast over, she dives down into the kitch
en to sco about dinner; and all day long sho is
running up and down stairs, always doing, and
always cheerful nnd light-hearted. And sho
never ceases to bo active and useful until tho
day is gono, when sho will polka with the boys,
and sing old songs, and play old tunes to her
father fur hours together, and never tiro. She
is a perfect treasure, is the "nico girl," When
illness comes, it is sho that attends with un
wearying patience tho sick chamber. There
is no risk, no amount of fatigue that she will
not undergo ; no sacrifice that sho will not
make. She is all love, all devotion. I have
often thought it would be happiness to bo ill,
to bo watched by such loving eyes, and tended
by such fair hands.
Ono of tho most strongly marked character
istics of a "nico girl," is tidiness and simplic
ity of diess. She is invariably associated in
my mind with a high frock, a plain collar, and
tho neatest of neck-ribbons, hound with the
most modest little biooch in the world. I nev
er knew a "nico girl" yet, who displayed a
profusion of rings and bracelets, or who wore
low dresses, or a splendid bonnet. Nor can I
imagine a "nico girl" with curls, but this may
be a prejudice.
I am quite sure, however, that "coaxers,
or "c-c's," thoso funny little curls which it
has been the fashiun to gum upon the check
wilh bandoline are totally inconsistent with
the character of a "nice girl.". And if any
one whom I have been disposed to regard as a
"nico girl" were to appear with her bonnet
stuck on the back of her head, I should cease
to believe in her from lhat moment. The only
degree of latitude which I feel at all disposed
to allow to mv beau ideal or, should it boi in
this case, belle tdeall is kid boots with brass
holes. There is a nameless charm about tidy
feet, which, I believe, the whole world recog
nizes. I maintain that a neatly booted foot and
a well-shaped ankle in conjunction with a clean,
white petticoat, and a tight stocking, will near
ly make amends for a squint. Young men, is
it not sol yes, you confess it.
I say again, there is nothing in the world
half so beautiful, half so intrinsically good, as
a' "nice girl." She is the sweetest flower in
the path of life. There are others far more
stately, far more gorgeous ; but these we mere
ly admire as we go by. It is where the daisy
grows that we lie down to rest.
Under every condition, every aspect, I ad- i
mire nay, that is too cold a word I love iho
'nice girl!" Under every condition, every
aspect, save one that one is the condition of
matrimony. When 1 hear that one of the
"nico girls" of my acquaintance is about to be
married about to be monopolized by some jeal
ous beast with whiskers, and an ugly sister who
is to be bridesmaid, I come over faint and sick
at heart. Where "nice girls" dwell it should
be written up, as on gates of choice gardens,
"Do not pick the flowers." Oh, it is horrid,
horrid, tu see that spruce gentleman come in
and tako her away into a corner for the rest of
ihe evening. I may not waltz with her now;
I may not catch her at blind-man's buff; I may
not sit by her and turn over the leaves as she
sings "Auld Robin Gray," even though it were
Christina time ; I may not any more kiss her
under the mistletoe ; I may not even look at
her ! Thero is that horrid, spruce man wilh
whiskers glowering at me as if he would eat
me. I sigh as the resemblance comes over me
of the many "nice girls" who have thus been
torn, rutlilesily lorn, from me by spruce and, I
am sure, stupid men in whiskers. Why, why
are thero such things as spruce men with whis
kers! I am sure we should get on much bet
ter without them.
I cannot bear lo think of a "nice girl" get
ting married. I cannot contemplate with pa
tience what sho is abuut to become. What is
she about to become ? She is about to become
the slave of ono man. In less than a year her
figure will be eternally spoilt. In less than a
year sho will wear sloppy dresses and wrappers
of a morning. She will leave off garters, and
her stockings will hang loose. She will lose
iho bloom in her cheek, and the merry twinkle
in her eye. She will have a baby, and smelt
sour. 1 say I cannot contemplate this specta
cle wilh patience, I once visited one, who had
been a "nice girl," a year or two after her
marriage. The figuro which sho presented
shocked mo. I could have cried with vexation ;
and I am sure if her husband had come in, I
should havo kicked him. I havo resolved nev
er to go through such an ordeal again, When
a "nico girl" marries now, I havo done with
You may wonder wjiy, since I am such an
admirer of "nico girls," I havo never made
one my own why, in fact, I have never mar
ried one. I havo loved, admired, and adored
them too much for lhat. I could no moro mar
ry a "nico girl" than I could wilfully trample
down a bed of (lowers. I have all my lifo con
sidered it, and still do consider it, a crime, lit
tle short of sacrilege, to marry a "nice girl."
Who but a savage would deface a beautiful
pieoo of sculpture! Who but a wretch would
stand with his back to the fire and monopolize
all tho heat! To tho man who attempts to
marry a "nico girl," I say, as Diogenes said to
Alexander, "Gel out of my sun."
Marry a "nice girl !" Nover! I know what
it would bo. No man is a hero to his vaht de
cltaniire, and no husband, I am suro, is a fine
fellow in his wife's eyes after she has mended
his socks and put patches in his drawers. On
iho other hand, I am certain thero must bo a
horrid disenchantment about a skimp flannel
petticoat, and a cotton night-cap with frills.
No J let tho "nice girl" alono. Let her bo
the life and sunshine of "Homo" forever. Let
ns many hearts pine awsy and die for her as
will ; I am ready to pino aud die with tho rest,
But, oh, change not Miss into Mrs. ! rob her
not of her girlishness and simplicity ; pollute
not tho gushing fountain of her love, which
flows for all, and falls liko due upon lite world,
Let her be a "nice girl" forever; for such as
she never grow old, or losothe power to charm,
If you must marry, marry tho beauty Ihe flirt
iho clover Rirl tho flashing girl any kind
of girl, but leave mo, oh, leavo me the "nico
gitl." For her sake, 1 will live a bachelor lo
tho end of my days; and when I die, I desire
nothing heller than to have such a one to watch
over me and closo my eyes.
Music in the WiLDcnmss. The editor of
the Fitchburg Reveille has vacated his sanctum
for an excursion to Lake Saranac, and has lo
cated himself in the lodge of "Bill Martin,"
from which he writes "passing up the Lskn
on the evening of our arrival, the stillness was
suddenly broken by tho clear silvery tones of a
woman's voice, from tho opposite side of tho
lake, in tasteful execution of a popular air from
La Somnambula ; as wo listened surprised nnd
almost entranced by tho unexpected melody, a
tremendous, wild and grolcsquo accompaniment
broke out from tho depths of tho woods; nover
beforo was any lady's voico mingled with such
orchestral music, as that volunteered on this oc
casion by tho owls of Lake Saranac. Tho
lower notes were rendered with astonishing
power ; never did musical critic in the city hear
such quavers as resounded from side to side of
this lake in tho woods, and never was prima
donna better sustained. The performance
brought down tho house, i, e. "Sam Downing"
(his guide) and ourself, Tho prima donna
soon appeared in her canoe, in rcsponso to our
vociferous applause, but tho other members of
tho company declined lo come out, but evident
ly gratified with their leception, continued the
perfotmaneo with great vigor until morning.
The lady proved to bo one of Mr Martin's
guests, who with her husband and son had es
caped from New York to pass a week or two
on the lake.
Rotation in Office.
Correspondence of N. Y. Courier & Enquirer.
1 have frequently spoken against the practico
of removal for opinion's sake, but the leaders
of each new Administration .necessarily bring
in with them a retinuo of personal friends who
must be provided for, and as Congress will not
create a sufficient number of new offices to
meet the necessities of these gentlemen, and
Iho holders of the old ones will not resign, some
of the latter must bo turned out. Besides, in
the present case, the merit of impartiality can
not be denied. Democrats are sent to tho
shades of privatolife, and old Whigs and Know
Nothings are retained. This is done, perhaps,
upon the maxim of parccre subjeeius et dcbellare
tuperbos. Tho merciful adage is not extended to
Republicans, a few of whom, having been nos
ed out in the retired corners of the departments,
havo been made examples of. They were not
allowed to blush unseen. One of tho unfortu
nates is prosctibed because "he is a friend of
Preston King, the regenade Democrat," who
wrested tho purple from Scripture Dick. Mr.
King has earned the hate of tho Black Democ
racy, which is a certificate of devotion to free
dom, the Constitution, and tho Union.
Jefferson Davis, ex-Minister of War, has
made an impressive speech in Mississippi, in
which ho dictates to Kit. Buchanan his policy
fur the next three years and nine months, and
postpones the crisis of the Union until 1800,
when ho thinks that unless the North shall have
previously succumbed, a caitu belli will havo
arisen between the sections. This adjourn
ment of the closing struggle is kind and consid
erate. It shows at last this, that the Democ
racy reserves crises for Presidential Elections.
A crisis is worth at any time a million of voles.
Gen. Cass is expected to return from De
troit about the 1st of July. The President is
quietly revising the diplomatic list, and will
probably not make any changes until the end of
Juno. The numerous hints given to applicants,
have driven them from Washington, and there
never was less personal pressure for office than
now. It is stated, as a remarkable fact, that
tho President yesterday took his evening walk
without meeting an office-seeker.
The Consulship to Beyrout, in Syria, and
several others of fiom two to four thousand a
year, are vacant, and a loss of salary is running
on which is causing an alarming saving to the
Treasury, at the cost of worthy gentlemen who
have sufTered for the party in time and purse.
Mr. J. W. Forney, ex-clerk, and confiden
tial candidate for Senator in Pennsylvania, is
said to have declined the offer of Consulship to
Liverpool. This disinterestedness, unusual in
a Democrat, is to be rewarded by a public din
ner in Washington. If thero wero gratitude
among politicians, tho President would retain
in the Liverpool Consulship Nathaniel Haw
thorne, who was biographer to Gen. Pierce ;
fur the universal odium which Pierce incurred
gave the nomination to Mr. Buchanan, as most
his opposite. Hawthorne, however, will not
be allowed to stand a monument of mercy.
Should he again lend his literary name to a
political purpose, he would have a fine topic
for another scarlet letter. The murders in
Kansas are written in blood, and the treachery
of Pierce to his pledges will make the muse of
A sarcastic democrat, who has fell tho hand
of rotation, supposes the following scene and
Present the President and Sccrctart of the
Mr. Buchanan" Gen. Cass, I am urged to re
move Mr. , Commissioner of . Is
there anything against him!"
Gen. C. "He has been four years in of
fico." ATr. B.- "Ah, yes, and I havo declared the
rule of rotation lo be democratic doctrine."
Gen. C. "Mr. President, I atn happy to
agree with you, We desire tho greatest good
to tho greatest number, the most offices to the
most democrats, Public senants must fre
quently return to the people."
Mr. B. "The sentiment is worthy of you,
Gen. Cass. By the way, General, when did
you enter office!"
Gen. Cass "Haifa century ago, under Mr.
Jefferson. I havo always held in. y self subject
to the great principle- of your inaugural. I
was first an Indian Agent. I ,vas then rotated
into a Governorship, noxt into the Cabinet, af
terwards into a full mission, subsequently into
tho Senato, and now ngain into the Cabinet."
Mr. B. "And 1 have served forty years,
having come into publio employment under Mr.
Monroe. Gen. Cass, our experience illustrates
tho necessity of rotation. The country has no
right to take half a century out of any man's
lifo. I shall havo to glvo M leave of ab
sence." This is the way the rulo is applied by thoso
who best understand its true significance.
"Madam," said old Bogon to his boarding
house keeper, "in primitive countries beef is
often the legal tender ; but, madam, said he,
emphatically thrusting his fork into Ihe steak,
all the laws in Christendom could not make
this beef tender."
Chasing the rail-cr is a very unptofitablo
kind of exerciso. Patrick got out to get some
refreshments. The train went off without him.
"Sthop, thero!" he shouted after. "Sthop
yer ould stame wagin, ye'vo got a psssinger
aboard that's left behind!"
"A penny for your thoughts," said a gentle
man to a pert beauty.
"They are not wurlli a farthing sir," ihe,
replied, "I was thinking of you,"