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j iy NO. 4. GEORGETOWN. SUSSEX COUNTY, DEL.. MARCH, 1, I860. VOL. 3. In P0KÏET. "PRESS ON." "Just ander an island, 'mid rushes . and moss, I was born of a rock-spring and dew; I was shaped by trees whose branch es and leaves Ne'er suffered the sun to gaze through. "I wandered around the steep brow of a hill, Where the daisies and violets fair Were shaking the mist from their wakening eyes, And pouring their breath on the air, Thon I crept gently on, and I moistened the feet Of a shrub whieh enfolded a nest— The bird in return sung his merriest song, And showed me his feathery crest. "How joyous I felt in the bright af ternoon, When the sun, riding off in the west, Come out in red gold from behind the green trees And burnished my tremulous breast! My memory can now return to the time When the breeze murmured low plaintive tones, While I wasted tho day in dancing away, Or playing with pebbles and stones. "It points to the hour when the rain pattered down, Oft resting awhile in the trees; Then quickly descending it milled my calm, And whispered to me of the Beas! "'Twas then the first wish found a home in me breast To increase as time hurries along; 'Twas thon I first learned to lisp softly the words Which I now love so proudly— 'Press on!' "I'll make widely bed as onward I tread, A deep mighty river I'd be— 'Press on all the day will I sing on ™y * a y> Till I enter the far-spreading sea. It ceased. A youth lingered beside its green edge - Till the stars in its face brightly shone; Ho hoped the sweet strain would re echo again— . But he just heard "Press on!" In a novel, "The Glens," recently published, occurs the following strik ing pictures of domestic felicity, whiuli crusty old bachelors will read with great interests If "the baby" was asleep no one Was allowed to speak except in a whisper, on pain of instant banish ment; the piano was closed, the guitar was tabosed, boots were in terdicted, and the bell was muffled, If Mr. Vincent wished to enjoy a quict cigar, he must go out of the house, lest tho smoke might hurt the baby"—and, lest the street door might disturb its slumberbers, he must make his exit by the garden gat*. The doctor was scarcely ever out of the house; not because "the baby" ill_for, indeed, it was most alarmingly healthy—but because she waa afraid it might be taken with some dreadful disease, and no doc tor near. If coal was to he placed in the grate, either Mr. Vincent must put it in lump by lump with his fingers, or Thomas must come in tip toe, leaving his boots below, lest tho noise should disturb "the baby." Mr. Vincent must lie in one posture until he was lull of aches, from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot, he must not move or turn over—for fear of waking "(he baby.'' And yet he must not take a bed in another part of the house, bocausc "the baby" might be attaak-1 ed by the croup, or might cry to a murmur— A SKET6H. THE FIRST BABY. on the her but he lor the or go in to have some one walk up and down the floor with it in their arms, and than he would not be within call. In short, when "the baby" slept, the whole house was under a spell, whose enchantment consisted in pro found silence and unbroken stillness, and all who came Within the magic circle were at once laid under the influence. On the other hand, when the "ba by" was awake, the household was equally subject to tyranny seemed to be a condition of i tence. chain attracted its attention, tho watch must come from the pocket, and be delivered over, at the immi nent risk and frequent smashing of crystals and face. If "the baby" cried for the porcelain vases on the mantel, or the little Sevres card baskets on the table, they were im mediately on the floor or in the crib beside it, and, soon afterwards, in many pieces. If it wanted papa's papers, either they must be foithwith given up, or both baby and mother would concur in raising a domestic storm. If any important paper, or anything else of peculiar value was missed, when inquiry was made for it, the chances were twenty to one that it had been given to "the baby," —and on all such occasions Mr. Vincent's chagrin or vexation was treated with merited indifference. If, as often happened, after obtain ing everything within its mother's reach, and breaking everything that could be broken, "the baby" still cried immoderately and annoyingly, it was quite as much as Mr. Vin cent's life was worth to express the least vexation or impatience, might be routed from a sound sleep, and forced to get up in the cold ten times in a night for something for "the baby," and yet » murroer or a natural wish expressed to know the necessity for all these things, was high tieason to the household sov ereignty. The lawful master of tho premi ses had suuk, like a deposed mon arch, to utter insignificance, and became the lowest servant of the young usurper. The mother was the grand vizier of the little sultana, and in her name ruled every one, herself included, with an iron rod. There was no law but the will and pleasure of the despot, and no ap peal fiom her determinations. And this was the woman whom Abraham Gleen had loved! . a which _ its exis If Mr. Vincent's watch lie MRS. SMITH'S ECONOMY. Mrs. Smith was a saving woman. She was not mean—she was saving. Mrs. Smith bought a new carpet—a nice carpet —a pretty figured carpet —that cost, we suppose, twelve shil lings With all due care in buying an ex act quantity, there was a remnant left of, w* should say, somewhere between a yard and a yard and a half. _0f course it was not only su ved, but carefully laid away. Oc casionally, in tho course of the next two or three years, Smith saw the remnant of carpot out for airing. A a bright idea at lenght struck her how to make something out of it. Among Smith's customers was a in- journeyman cabinet makor, who lov ed to come in of an evening and en a joy a taste of good old Scotch whis key punch, and have a chat and a smoke. Now the bright idea of Mrs. Smith was, that she would get Bob, the eabinent-maker, to make her a pair of footstools, ottomans, or some thing else—little nondescript things, that the ladies have in parlors— neither chair, bench nor stool—good for nothing to sit on, and of no ac count for anything else, except to stumble over. A pair of these she would have made, and that would save the remnant of carpet, So she called him in, told him in what she wanted, and showed him the piece of carpot saved so long, and now te be at length appropriated to a profitable purpose. 4 "Yes, it will make very nice tops, the and there is plenty to make a large or sized pair. Will you have them of mahogany, black walnut, or rose j wood?" | "She Was not particular; she waû ted them »iee, and he might make to them of trnj&fiijj Le plew ed—- "any yard, herhaps fourteen. her age, B. that then left her ged man, with her said as AN remnant that he could pick up about the shop." Mrs. Smith asked—no, she told her husband, about the arrangement, and he said: "Just as you like, I don't care." Time wore on. Robert drank and smoked, and worked; he worked slow, but he worked sure, for, by and by, he brought in the new article of par lor furniture; the contrivances for saving carpet remnants, thought them good looking; and sent them upstairs.—Mrs. Smith was de lighted with them. "They were beautiful—-just the thing—exactly wbat she wanted—such a match to the parlor carpet, she was really proud of them." And we may be j allowed to say, proud also of her j economy of house-keeping. "Some I folks would have wasted that carpet, or let the moths eat it, or let it lay around loose, of no use." By and by, business over in the shop, Smith came up. Smith must go and see them, but somehow he could not see quite as much beauty in them ns his wife, did; and in fact, they did not look near as well as they did when he first saw them, as for the economy of the thing, that he couldn't see a bit of; but he looked, and said nothing. He thought un "Well they are a woman's bauble, ma bought and paid for, so let it go. But I hope there are no more little remnants of carpet round tho house t ( to be saved." in But he said, good-naturedly, in answer to tho question. "Yes, they look very well." her "Oh, they are perfect gems, Now I hope you never will laugh at me again, for being so saving." p "No, he thought he shonldu't." 0 "By-the-by, [Smith, how much did hr Rob charge for the job?" "BighWh doUys." , ■ • lioJi "Eigh—," her jaw Tell before the no other syllable would come out, for te she saw by Smith's face that he was It was no laughing matter. It never has been since, g but it has been a standing lesson of: family economy, and will probably t0 descond to the next generation. ge Mr. Smith he as give in earnest. The Port Clinton (0.) Democrat of the 7th, reports the following ex traordinary case. As we have been informed, quite an excitement prevails at Plaster Bed, in this township, owing to the fact that a young German girl of thai place was unconsciously mar ried to a young German, of the same J place, on Wednesday evening last, without her knowledge or consent, j The facts are these: The yourg lady j engaged to be married to a ! young man whom we will call B., j and the evening set for the event was Wednesday last. Accordingly B. made the necessary preparations, j license, &c., and \ r-i REMARKABLE PROCEEDINGS —MARRIED TO THE WRONG MAN. a A a a a ac to to of was such as procuring was to come to this place to have the matter solemnized. But the sequel shows that B. had a rival in the affair, whom we will call C. C. gettibg wind of what was about to transpire, came to this place and 1 procured a license to marry the same j girl. At early evening, and before B. mado his appearance, some friends of C. who were concerned in the plot, repaired to the residence of the lady, who was attired and waiting for her expectant husband, and in formed her they were sent to convey her to Port Clinton, where her hus band in expectation was awaiting her arrival. She immediately complied with the request, and was conducted to the "Island House," where she was induced by the friends of C. to take some refreshments in the shape of wine, when she soon became uncon scious of where she was, or what she did. About this time C. made his appearance with a Justice, and but a few moments elapsed ere the cere mony was performed between C. and the drugged female; after which he conveyed her to his own house, Where they spent the night. (B., in the meantime, being unable te find her whereabouts.) The girl, in the morning, acknowledged the marri age, but declared she had married B. instead of C. But the latter remonstrated with her, declaring that she had married him, and was then in his house, whereupon she left instantly,,and took refuge in a neighboring house, where she stated her case. stWij^g she had been drug ged au(A JüWtu marry the wrong man, and that she would not live with him.^ Her affianced, B., soon cam* to her relief, and took her in charge. lie came to this place with her on Saturday last, when she com menced smt for divorce against the said C. These are the facts as near as ascertained. . wi-- ' AN INCIDENT IN THE CARS. un ljJj ma y discovered, uj wa8 escorting home the lovely Charlotte D-, to whom I was at t ( le time very much devoted; we got in one of the crowded avenue cars. Charlotte could scarcely find room spread her crinoline and arrange her voluminous flounces; I stood up near her, thore being no vacant seat. "After a few minutes, came in a p 00r WO man, who deposited a basket 0 f clothes on tho platform, and held hr her arms a small child, while a little girl hung to her dress. lioJi ■■■:. r. r.ie ar»>J i«U;.thurc no vacant >.. ' ou sure, Chariot te might hai^ condensed her floun CMj h u t 8 h$ ud not. Beside her,' however, sitt a very lovely and ele g an t young woman, who seemed trying, by moving closer to others, t0 make space enough for the siran ge r, betweenhersclf and Miss D—. At last she succeeded, and with the sweetest blush I ever; saw, she invi ted the poorburthened female to be seated. Charlotte D- < drapery around her and blushed tbo, but it was not a and she looke No As And Oh, And The Of A On the whole, pleasant traits and incidents are not uncommon in the cars, I think. This opinion I ex; pressed to my friend Somers, the other day. In reply to my remark, he related a little adventure, which as it is apropos, and moreover, in volves a little love and sentiment, I give it without apology, in his own words. It appears that in the most places love and sentiment She was itty blush at all, annoyed at the proximity of the new comer, who 3e was, however, clean and decently, w though thinly clad. "The unknown lady drew the lit tie girl upon her lap, and wrapped | her velvet mantle around the small, half-clad form, and put lier muff over the half-frozen little blue hands. "So great was the crowd, that I a alone seemed to observe. The J child shivered—the keen wind from ,] the door blew upon her unprotected v j neck. I saw the young lady quietly j draw from under her shawl a little ! crimson wook :i shawl, which she j softly put on the shoulder of the y little one, the mothor looking on with confused wonder. After a I j short time, she rose to leave the car, \ and would have removed the shawl, but the unknown lady gently whisp ered, 'No; keep it ou; keep it for j her.' The wo-,pr-. did not answer. condmrtofrv urried her out, but drew her her eyes swam in tears, which no 1 one saw but me. I noticed her as j she descended to a basement-, and I hastily marked the house. "Soon after my unknown also rose to depart. I was in despair, for I wanted to follow and discover her residence, but could not leave Miss D-. of in tho "How glad, then, was I to see her bowing, as she passed out, to a mutual acqueintace who stood in the doorway. From him, ere many minutes, I had learned her name and address. To shorten the story as much as P ossible, that lady is now my wife. n the small incident which introdu ced her to me, she showed her real character. A few days after our marriage, ^ showed her the blessed crimson shSwl, which I had redeem ed from it* owner, and shall always keep as a memento. There are sometimes pleasant things to be found even in unexpected places. Certainly, I may have said to have picked'out t»y wife in the oars." > i j to GRAY HAIRS. Gray hairs! I marvel why they strike Such terror and dismay, No mark of wickedness or shams Or foul disgrace are they. As silent ns infant dreams Steal o'er the cradle-down, They weave their sparkling silver threads In with the black, or brown. Gray hairs!—the waning beauty shrieks Before her mirror's face, And forth tho 'umblest invader flics A Uprooted from its place, Oh, lady, stay that lily hand, If one such guest Blieuld fall, They say a dozen more will come To attend the funeral. Gray hairs!—I saw the Queen of France Arrayed in regal state, Receive the elite ol the land, The titled and the great. And while her dignity and grace Where prais'd by every tongue, The long, white ringlets o'er her brow In fearless clusters hung. Gray hairs!—when sprinkled here and there In beard and whiskers too, Inspire respect and confidence More than the youthful hue; Of knowledge of mankind they toll, Perchance of serious thought, And loss at the expensive school Of sage Experience taught. Gray hairs!—I think them beautiful Around the ancient face; Like pure unsullied snows that lend The wintry landscapes grace; When found in wisdom's way they crown With wealth's exhaustless storo, A preclude to that home of joy Where change is known no more. a it THE POWER OF SILENCE. A good woman in New Jersey was sadly annoyed byatermigant neigh bor who often visited her and pro voked a quarrel, sought tho counsel of her pastor, who added sound common sense to his other good qualities. Having heard the story of her wrongs, lier wrcn g 3) he advised her to seat her 3e ]f quietly in the chimney corner w h en next visited, take the torigS in hand, look steadily into the fire, and whenever a hard word came from | ler neighbor's lips, gently snap the tongs, without uttering a word, ^ <j a y cr two afterwards the wo man came a g a ; n to her pastor with a bright and laughing face, to com raun i C ate the effect of this new anti ,] ote f 01 . scolding. Her troubler had v i s ited her, and, as usual, commen oe j ber tirade. Snap, went the ton g S . Another volley. Snap. An other, still. Snap.—"Why don't y 0U 8 p? a k?" said the termigant, more enraged; Snap. "Do speak; I shall split if you don't speak," and awa y 8 b 0 went, cured Of her malady by the magic of silence. p t j 8 hard work fighting a Quaker, j t ; g p 0or work scolding a deaf man, jg profitless beating tho air. One controversies do not last long, and generally end in victory for the silent party. She at last WHEN LADIES SHOULD BE LOOKED AT. A writer in the Atlantic Monthly thus enlightens the belles of the street concerning the inalienable rights of men to look at their pretty faces: "There are some very pretty, hut unhappily very ill-bred women, who don't understand the laws of the road with regard to handsome faces. Nature and custom would no doubt agree in conceding to males the right of at least two distinct looks at every pretty female countenance, without any infraction of the rules of cour tesy, or the sentiment of respect. The first look is necessary to define the person of the individual one meets, so as to avoid her in passing. Any unusual attraction discovered in a first glance is sufficient apology for a second—not a prolonged and i impertinent stare, but an apprecia j ting homage of the eyes, such as à stranger may inoffensively yield to a passing image. It is astonishing Low morbidly sensitive some vulgar beauties are to the slightest demon stration of this kind. When a lady walks the streets, she leaves her virtuous indignation countenance at home; she knows well enough that the street is a picture gallery, where pretty faces framed in pretty faces framed in pretty bonnets are meant to be seen; everybody has a right to see them." A SATISFACTORY ANSWER. An attorney in the country re cently received an account from a broad for collection, and in reply lie made the following statement cf the financial condition of tho section of Minnesota in which he resides, which was doubtless perfectly satis factory to the creditor: Now I amperfectly astonished at" you for sending a claim out horo for You collection in these times, might as well cast your net into tho "Lake of Fire and Brimstone," ex pecting to catch a unihit, or into the celebrated Stygian pool to catch speckled trout, as to try to collect money here. Mony! 1 have a faint recollection of seeing it when I was a small boy. I believe it was given me by my uncle to buy candy with. (The candy I do remember.) But it has been so löng since I have seen any that I almost forgot whether gold is raado of corn or mustard, or silver of white onions or fish scales. Why, sir, wo live without uionoy.— You're behind the times. It is a relic # of barbarism—of ages past. We "live by eating, sir—we do. Hoot, man, the millenium is coming, the year of jubilee has come, and all debts are paid here, (us much they will be,) unless you take "projuct!" The word money is not in our voc a-bu-lary. In the latest Webster (revised for this meridian) it is mark ed " obsolete ; formerly a coin repre senting value and use as a medium of commerce;" A few small pieces can be seen in our Historical Socie ty's collection, where they are ex hibited as curiosities, along with tho skeleton of the "Mastodon," Noah's old boots, and Adam's appie. Dodging the Rhspgnsibility.— "Sir!" said Fieryfacias, the lawyer, to an unwilling witness, "do you say upon your oath, that Blimpkins is a dishonest man." "I didn't say he was ever accused of being an honest man, did I?" said Pipkins. "Does the Court understand you to say, Mr. P., that tho Plaintiff's reputation is bad?" inquired the Judge, merely putting the question to keep lits eyes open. "I didn't say it was good, I reck on." "Sir!" said Fieryfacias, "sir-r, upon your oath, you say Blimpkins is a rogue, a villian and a thief?" "You say so," was Pipe's reply. "Haven't you said so?" "Why, you have said it," said Pipkins, "what's the use of my re peating it." "Sir-r!" thundered Fieryfacias, tho Dcmosthenean thunder of Thumb-. town, "sir, I charge you, upon your sworn oath, do you, or do you say not, that Blimpkins stole things?" "No, sir," was the cautious reply of Pipkins, "I never said Blimpkins stole things; but I do say—ho's got a devil of a way of finding things that nobody lost?" "Sir-r!" said Fieryfacias, "you can retire," and the court adjourn cd. Salt Logic. —A sailor being brought before a magistrate for beat ing his wife, the Justice attempted to reason with him and so reach his heart,— "Why, Jack, this is not like a true-hearted sailor, to heat his wife* Besides, you ought to'know that she, as the scriptures say, is the "weaker voscel." "Thunder!" cried Jack, "then sh« ought not to carry so mach sail." B"«g""Pa, they tell us about tl # angry ocean; what makes the oeecn angry?" "Oh, it has been crossed so often;"