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l)c tmc0, New Bloomftcltr, A WOMAN'S ADVENTURE. IN tho second year of the lute civil war, I whs married, and went to live with my husband in a small village on tho Hudson, some fifty or sixty miles from New York. The house we occupied was a large, rambling mansion, of considera ble antiquity for this country, and stood a little apart from the rest of the village, surrounded by broad fields, and command ing a glorious view of the river and the hills of tho Highlands. It had been built before the l'evolution, by my hus band's great-grandfather, and, though destitute of many '' modem improve ments," was still a comfortable and pleas ant residence. My husband was a lawyer and a largo real-estate owner in the neighborhood, and at the period of which I write, was greatly perplexed, like many oilier per sons in the North, by tho perilous state of the times, and especially about the safe investment of bis funds, as tlie sus pension of specie payments, the great rise of gold, and the military disasters in Virginia, made it almost impossible to tell where it would be sale to deposit or to use one's money in any large amount. In the courso of his transactions in real estate, it happened, one day, that he received what was for us then a large sum, about ten thousand dollars, which ho brought home and placed in my charge telling mo at the same time that he should have to bo absent during the evening attending to souie business on the other side of the river. and should not bo at come till about midnight. " You can place tho money in the safe, dear," he said, as bo cave it to me, " and to-morrow I will try and find some way to invest it securely." So saying, he stepped into" the buggy, which was standing at the door, and drove away, taking with hini our hired man Silas, and leaving me with no one in the house but Dinah, an old colored wo man, who fulfilled in our modest house hold tho functions of cook and maid-of-all-work, as she had long done in the family of my own parents, who, on my marriage, bad yielded her to me as a val uable part of my dower. Dinah, was indeed a character. She was tall and very stout, weighing, she would never tell how much, more than 200 pounds. She was very black, and as lazy as she was black. I do not think any one could move more deliberately than .Dinah, did, that is to move at all. And, by a wonderful dispensation, she seemed to feel that, whatever her other faults might bo, she was strong on the point of locomotion. For, when she had been moving with- a ponderous slowness, almost uiuddennnto'u person of ordina ry quickness, one of her favorite expres sion was, ''Well, Miss Lillie, what shall I liy into next '!" How she accomplish ed all she did, tho brownies only know. We used sometimes almost to tremble when there was any special hurry about our domestic nrranjiements, and vet .Di nah always managed to bring affairs to a consummation lust when a minute more would have ruined everything; and. with undisturbed front, would slowly enunci ate, " Y ell, miss, what shall 1 fly onto It was nearly dark when my husband departed, and, al'tcr giving my orders to Dinah, or rather my suggestions, 1 lei t. her, and made the tour of the house, to . see that all was sale and properly locked up. This duly attended to, 1 went to ruy bedroom, intending to pass the time in reading till my husband should return. Jt was a large room on the ground floor, with two French windows opening on a" broad verandah. Tho windows were draped with long yellow silk cur tains, .between which the moonlight faint ly entered, dimmed by tho shadow of the roof of the piazza, and partly intercepted by the fringe of woodbino, which hung from it. My bed stood with its foot to ward tho windows, and with its head about half a yard from the wall. It was an old-fashioned structure, hung with yellow silk like the windows, but I blept with the hangings drawn back and fast ened to the headboard. The bed was so large that no one ever thought of mov ing it, except in those seasons of house hold panic called house cleauing, when tho combined strength of threo or four was called into requisition to draw it in to the middle of the room. .So elaborate ly carved was it that it went by the name of Westminister Abbey in the family. At one end ot the room, at no great dis ' tance from the bed, was a largo gale, built into the huge chimney of the man . sion to enter, standing upright.. Here I was accustomed to place, every evening, i our-silver plate on shelves which extend ed around the sides, on which also were placed boxes containing papers and other valuables. Opposite the foot of the bed stead, Letween the windows, was a mir ror, running from the floor almost to the ceiling. Like all other furniture in the room, it was old and handsome. How many happy scenes it had reflected in the hundred years it had stood there! Tho night was exceedingly hot, and I therefore left the windows open, though I drew the curtains before I seated my self at the table in the centre of the room, lighted the candles, and began to read in order to pass away the heavy time before the return of my husband. After a while, I heard the clock strike nine, at which hour Dinah always went to bed. Her chamber was in the attic, the third story of tho house. llomom bering some household matter about which I wished to speak to her, I started hurriedly up. ami went into the entry to intercept her before she got up stairs I bad to wait about, a minute before she came, and our colloquy continued three or four minutes more. When I returned to my bed-room, ieelmg somewhat tired. I resolved to go bed, as, at that late hour in tho country, it was quite certain that no visitors would call, and my husband could let himself in with the latch key which he always carried. I thought, however, 1 would try to keep awake by reading, and ac cordingly placed a light stand and the candles at the head of my bed. 1 then closed and fastened the windows, undress ed, and got into bed. 'i be key of the sale I placed a.s usual, under my pillow. After reading perhaps an hot.r. I grew weary id' tho boo!;, and. quietly laying it down, remained for .sometime meditating with my eyes fixed upon the mirror op posite the foot of (ho led in which 1 ,1 ,.. rt.l. ., VI count sec mvseii rcit 'Ctui, tooetner wnn the vellow silk curtains behind my head. 1 was thinking, not unnaturally, how pretty I looked, ami how happy I uas, with such a loving husband and so Gne a sum id money secured in our sale, when suddenly I saw in the mirror a sight that made my heart stand still. A hand ap peared between the curtains, drawing them slowly apart, and grasping cautious ly, tho head board. It was a man's hand, large, course and dark, as if belonging to a .mulatto; or to one greatly tanned by ex posure to the weather. My first impulse was to start from tho bed and scream for help. 1 repressed it, by a strong effort d' will, and lay perfectly motionless, except that I partially closed my eyes, keeping them only sufficiently open to watch the mirror. As quick lis lightning my mind took in tho situation. In the few minutes of my absence from the room, while taking to Dinah in the entry, a thief had stolen in by the piazza windows, and had hidden himself either under tho bed or behind its draped head, lie was doubtless armed ; and if I cried out, and attempted to escape from the room, he could easily reach the door be fore I could. And for his own security would probably put mo to death. Dinah was too distant, and too feeble and clum sy to afford me any assistance, and beside was by this time fast asleep in tho third story. Tho man doubtless knew that my husband had that day received a largo sum of money, and had gone across the river leaving me alone in tho house. He had entered, caring only for the mon ey, and anxious above all things to es cape undetected and unrecognized. If 1 let him know that I was aware of his presence, I should expose myself to mur der, and perhaps to outrage worse than murder. My obvious policy was to keep quiet and to feign sleep. 1 thought also of tho money, and was not altogether willing to resign that without an effort to save it, and to have at least some clew to tho identity of tho thief. I confess, however, that this last consul oration was not a very strong one, and am afraid that if I could have seen my way clear to an escapo from tho room and tho house, I should have fled incontinently, without stopping to seo more thau that terrible hand. A moment which seemed an hour, passed while these thoughts rushed through my mind. I lay perfectly still, with my eyes half closed, watching the mirror. Slowly and noiselessly the fright ful hand pulled up its owner until I could see the head and face reflected in the glass, and glaring at mo with fierce, yet wary eyes. The man was a mulatto, very dark, with evil passions written in every lineament. I could scarcely refrain from shuuderiug at tho sight of bis hateful visage, aud Bpcedily closed my eyes to shut it out. I was not yet quite ready for the ordeal through which I knew I must soon pass. I wanted to move my light-stand a little out of the way and to so arrange the bed clothes that I could spring from the bed without impediment. I therefore gave a little sigh and moved as if about te awake, slightly opening my eyes at the same time. '1 ho head and the hand, instantly disappeared. I then composedly made the desired changes in the position of the stand and the arrang ment. of the clothes, put my watch with the key of the safe under my pillow so near the edge that they could easily bo taken out, as I knew they would be ex tinguished one of my candles, said my prayers, and closing my eyes, resigned myself to my fate, with no very sanguine of definite hope of being extricated from my perilous condition. I made my breathing regular, and a littlo louder than when I was awake, and lay with my head, counterfeiting sleep. At last the stillness became more horri ble than even the first agony of fear. Several times I fancied that 1 heard a soft step approach from the place of con cealment. As often I was deceived. Then again that dreadful stillness, in which I counted the tickings of the watch through the pillow ! It was a pos iiive relief when he came out from be hind the curtain, stopped at the table aud stoi d looking at me as I was well aware, though my eyes were closed. I forced myself to breathe regularly and audibly. He came closer; he bent over me. lie passed the lighted candle slowly before my face 1 wo or threo times. I felt the heat and saw the light through my closed lids, which must have iiuiverod. though l-.n iliil liiil imoii t.i i it iCAl ,o ttkiill' tin. to. II Heaven gave n:c strength not to move or cry out. Satisfied, apparently, ho put back tho candlestick on tho stand, and his hand crept sofily aud slowly under the pillow, aud one by one ho removed my watch and the key of the safe. He stook so long looking at mo that I felt impelled to open mv eves suddenly upon him. As he walked s'iftly toward the safe, I did partly open them, and cautiously watched him through ny eyelashes. 1 heard lrni fumbling with ihe lock, and once ho looked over toward tho bed. My eyes were wide open, but I closed them in time not. to be detected. Watching him steahhily, I saw him open the door of the safe which ho entered without withdrawing the key from the lock. Hero was the opportunity for which I had waited and watched. I sprang lightly from tho bed, with one bound, reached the safe, dashed the door to, and turned tho key, and with one long and loud shriek fell prostrate and sense less on the floor of the dark room. How long I lay upon the floor, I do not know probably for a few minutes only but as I was unconscious, it seemed, when I came to myself, a.s if tho inter val had been a long one. I was aroused by his blows upon tho iron door, aud 1 found myself weak after tho long, ner vous tension, but still calm. I remem ber the satisfaction with which I thought, while I lay there before rising, that he could not escape, mingled with a .vague and foolish dread that ho might in his rage burn the valuable contents of the safe, lie pounded desperately on the door, and swore fearfully at finding him self entrapped. But as I took no notice of his outcries, he soon grew quiet. Present 1 rose, and lighting a candle, dressed myself with all possible, haste, and with trembling fingers, turning often to lool; at the safe, from under the closed itoor ot which, l more man nan expected to see blood trickling why, I cannot tell except that my mind was full of images of horror. 1 was soon in readiness. 1 bad no means of ascertaining tho time, as he had my watch in his pocket, and there was no clock in the room. Taking the candlo I hastened to arouso Dinah, who, us L shook her, slowly opened her eyes, and with scarcely any more than her usual slowness pronounced her form ula: "Well, Miss Lillio, what's do mat ter wid do chile ? You ain't seen a ghost, havo you honey 1" " No, Dinah ; but I've seen something worse than a ghost. I've caught a rob ber, and he's in the safe. What time is it?" and looking at tho clock that ticked slowly and deliberately as how could Dinah's clock help doing ? I saw to my great relief that it was nearly midnight. Wo had scarcely got down stairs when I heard tho sound of wheels. A mo ment more, aud my husband was in my arms, listening with amazement to a rap id narrative of my singular adventure I would not suffer him to open tho safe until Silas had summoned assistance from tho neighboring houses. I feared that my desperate prisoner might still es cape. When the safe was opened, there sat tho burglar ou the trunk, half-stupe-fied for waut of uir, a knife in oae Lund, the package of money in the other, and the burned-out candle at his feet. lie was recognized as an old offender, who had not long been out of State l'rison.to which, in duo course of law, ho w as soon sent back for a term of years, which I devoutly hope, may last as long as he lives; for I confess I should not feel easy to hear that ho was again at largo. The look of rage ho gave mo on coining out of tho safe will not soon bo obliterated from my memory. My husband, I need hardly say, was greatly pleased with my safe invest ment, and complimented mo highly on the courage and coolness which had doubtless saved my life as well us our money. Patrimonial Anecdote. rgHIH Rev. Mr. 0., a respectable cler B gyman in the interior of the St; te. relates the following anecdote. A coup le came to hint to get married. After the knot was tied, tho bridegroom addressed him with " How much do you ax Mis ter?" " Why," replied the clergyman, " I generally take what is offered me. Some times more, and sometimes less. Heave it to the bridegroom." " Yes but. how much do you ax, 1 say ?" replied the happy man. " I have just said," returned tho cler gyman, that I left it to the decision of the bridegroom. Some give me ten dol lars; some live ; some three ; some two; some one; and some only a quarter of a one." " A quarter, eh ?" said tho bridegroom. " Weil, that'.- . 3 reasonable as a body could ax." He took out his pocket-book - there was no money there; ho fum bled in all his pockets, but not a sixpence could ho find. " I thought,'' said he, " I had some money with me; but I re collect now 'twas in my other trousers pocket. Hetty, have you got such a thing as two shillings about ye '!" " Me !" said the bride with a mixture of shame ami indignation -"I'm aston ished at, ye, to come hero to be married without a cent of money to pay for it! If I'd known it afore, t wouldn't a come a step with ye; you might have gone alone to be married for all me." " Yes, but consider. Hetty," said the bridegroom, in a soothing tone ; " We're married now, and it can't be helped if you have got, sich a thing us a couple of shilliu's " " Hero take 'em," interrupted the an gry bride, who, during this speech, had 1 ecu searching in her work-bag;"" and don't you." said she, with a significant, motion of her finger-" don't you serve me uiwllirr sit h a Iritk." How it was Dene. A lawyer retained in a case of assault and battery, was cross-examining a wit ness in relation to tho force of a blow. " What, kind of a blew was given ?" asked the lawyer. " A blow of tho common kind." " Describe the blow ?" "I am not good at description." 'Show me what kind of a blow it was ?" " I can't." " You must." " I won't.". The lawyer appealed to tho court. The court told the witness that if the counsel insisted upon his showing what kind of a blow it, was, ho must do so. " Do you iusist upon it'" usked the witness. " I do." " Well, then since you compel mo to show you, it was this kind of a blow !" and at the same time sailing tho act to tho word, he knocked over tho astonish ed disciple of Cooke and Littleton. A Hard Story. A young man of eighteen was recently discovered living with his mother in a town in ludianna, us her husband. She was a charming widow of thirty-five, her husband having died soon after the birth of this her only child. They aro weal thy, intelligent and refined in manners, and in their native city of Baltimore wero highly respected. Having determined upon this unnatural alliance they went to Indiana some months ago aud were mar ried, and have since becu living together in the greatest apparent bliss and har mony. An old acquaintance accidental ly came upon them and the facts were revealed. BA young lady on being asked what calling she wished her sweetheart to fol low, blushiugly replied that she wished him to bo a husbandman. Underground Fires. T HI FRF are many instances of vast and have been burning for years. When once well ignited, and all communication with the external air is not entirely cut off. (and some imperceptible fissures are quite sufficient to prevent this,) then the devouring element pursues its course without interruption. It partially bums the coal and calcines the sandstones and adjacent schists, changing their colors to a sort of red, and altering their ci inposi tion. At Brule, near Saint Kticnne, there is a coal mine which has been on fire from time immemorial. 'I he soil tit the surface is baked and barren ; hot va pors escape from it ; sulphur, alum, sal ammoniac, and various natural products arc deposited on it; it might be supposed to be a portion of tho accursed cities formerly cousumed by the fires of heaven and earth. Oilier burning coal mines are cited in France; for example, those of Decazc ville, in Aveyron, and of Cunnicntry, in the department of Allier. The inhabi tants liave even lor a long time kept up these fires lor the sake of working the al uminous salts which aie given off from the coal and are deposited on tho surface of the soil as a whitish eft'orescenee. In the carboniferous basins of the Saar liruek and Tilesia, there are likewise coal mines which have been on fire for a long time. In Belgium, letween Nanuir and Charleroi, at a place called Falizoile, the lire has been alight lbr many years. The inhabitants formerly were in the habit of working the coal on their own account. Now it frequently happened that two parties came in contact, causing endless disputes and sometimes sangu'iiary fights. A favorite way of keeping rivals or com petitors at a distance, was to throw pieces of old leather on a burning brazier, caus ing an insupportable stench. One day the fire extended also to the coal, since which time it has never ceased burning The fire, which burns underground, is seen through fissures in the surface. Sulphur deposits itself round these vents, and acid gasses are cnvolved. In the environs of Dudley there was formerly a coal mine on fire. The snow melted in the gardens as soon as it touch ed the ground. '1 hey gathered three crops a year; even tropical plants were cultivated; and, as in the Isle of Calyp so, an eternal spring prevailed. In an other Staffordshire collicrly. the firing of which dates many years back, and which is called by the inhabitants "Burning Hill," it was noticed, as at Dudley, that the snow melted on reaching tho ground, and that tho grass in tho meadows was always green. Tho people of tho coun try conceived the idea of establishing a school of horticulture on the spot. They imported colonial plants at a heavy expense, and cultivated them in this kind of open air conservatory. One fine day the fire went out, the soil gradually re sinned its usual temperature, tho tropi- cal plants died, and the school of horti culture was under the necessity of trans ferring their gardens elsewhere. Curious things to Know. Besides the fact that ice is lighter than water, there is another curious thing about It which persons do not know, per haps, viz , it purity. A lump of ice mel ted will always become purely distilled water. When the early navigators of the Arctic seas got out of water ihey melted fragments of those vast mountains of ice called icebergs, and were astonished to find that they yielded only fresh water. They thought that they wero frozen salt water not knowing that they were formed on the laud and in some way launched into the sea. But if they had beeu right tho result would have just been the same. The fact is, tho water, in frccziug turns out of it all that is not water salt, air, coloring matter and all impurities. Frozen sea-water makes fresh-water icq. If you freeze a basin of indigo water it will make it as pure as that made of pure rain-water. When the cold is very sud den these foreign matters have no time to escape either by rising or sinking, and are thus entangled with the ice, but do not form any part of it. Bad Luck and Good Luck. - Bad luck is simply a man with his hands in his pockets and hi pipe in his mouth, looking on to see how it will come out. Good luck is a man of pluck, with his sleeves rolled up aud working to make it come right. tSS" The path of obedience is the path ot truitlulness.