OCR Interpretation


True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, October 07, 1857, Image 1

Image and text provided by Ohio Historical Society, Columbus, OH

Persistent link: https://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn84028817/1857-10-07/ed-1/seq-1/

What is OCR?


Thumbnail for

1 , , . H j ', T , 1 '" 1 p ...- . . ....'' .4 '-.. "T" ''"'! p. 'f '',,, I . - . . v ' ' - , ' . , ...-.. . , v - ','.
l' ' V
$1,50 PER A NN UM
IF PAID IN ADVANCE, '
SI N GLECO P I;E;S
PIVE CENTS
11
. W,uh Journal, $tMci) to glmcrican nt(wsls; ;f itcniturc, Imcnt, anltj C5ncval Intelligent.
:, ... . v
STEUBEN VILLE, OHIO, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER, 7 1857."
Zv RAUAN, Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. 3. NUMBER 40. r
THE GRAVES OP MEMOEY.
BY 8ALLIE M. BRYAN.
There is a lonely waste of graves'
Beside a stream of sighing waves,
Where mourning groops of cypress trees, yet not in her presence ! I must 'go if I
nor beast could live on that bleak route
half the distance ! I am soW, marm; but
I only speak the truth about it.'
The pale face of the young lady blan
ched still paler, but her voice was firm.
"Cold and perilous though it be, 1 must
go to my mother. Were I sick, she
would move heaven and earth, but .she
would stand by my, bed vide ! I cannot
let her die, and I so very near her, nd
And weeping willows kiss the breeze,
And some white roses faded there,
Though they were planted with a prayer.
Above one grave a marble form
Defies the midnight's sweeping storm ;
A wreath is on that statue's brow,
And crowns before its glory bow.
Aad yet one clasping arm is wound.
A broken heart and harp around ;
And (me is grasping through the air,
At if the 'some-thing yet' were there!
The heart and harp are as my own
.The wreath is like a vision gone;
This dream-built tomb I thought of yore
Should rise when some Jonie Jife .was o'er.
Some other graves are shaded o'er
With myrtle from the hearts own shore
Green with the memories of ibe past,
go on foot and alone 1"
Hash cirl ! u would be no better than
suicide to attempt the passage of the
I Winninisseogeo on such a night as this,
even with a strong horse and an expe
rienced guido ; and such cannot bo found,
who will biave tbe horrors of the night
for love or money !'
'Lady, I will go with you 1" and the
crowa parted before the tall, finely built
young man who came hastily to the side
lot Hie strange girl, lam unknown to
you, and my station in life is humble, but
if you will trust me, the confidence shall
not be misplaced ! He removed the
cap from bis head, and stood erect and
dignified before her a strikingly hand,
some youth, clad in a rough garb of gray
1 here was the hre nt a lony spirit burn
ing in ins deep, hazel eye, and around
the .classically .carved lips dwelt an ex
Though roundihemttigliting dews fall fast, pression half stern, half tender. The
Bebide those mound a breeze's sieh
Forever says: " Gone by, gone by !"
Oiie form that's there beneath the sod
Seemed brighter than a grecian God !
The classic curve, the red lip wore,
The brow whose beauty charms no more,
The heavy clouds of midnight hair,
The wild dark eyes with love-light there.
' A It ll.iaa all all pp. .P. PI P 1 Aa 1 PP t9 1 n IPP
All IUUBU CM!. U.U ftlO llivuiuvt IIIU WW
m vaie or long ago.
In the dim'
0 V,
clear blue eyes of the lady met his fixed
yet respectful gaze eearchingly she put
her hand iu has
'God bless you, sir4." There is one
true heart in JNew Hampshire!! wil
trust you !
An expression of pride and gratitude
swept over the young man's face, and be
bent his head below her as he said 'In
half an hour I will' return for you," and
with a firm, ellstic step; he left the depot
The young lady dropped. in to a seat by
Yes, these, and one who , wins more sighs the fire, and, covering her face with her
With sunny curls and deep blue eyes ;
Ay, one more worshiped than all theso
Rests in the grave of memories
A Night on Lake Winnipisscogee.
$y (CLARA AUGUSTA.
hands, seemed lost in a painful reverie.
The listless 'hangers-on' about the place
gathered together, in a little knot about
the oliice window there was a new sub
ject to discuss. .
tool enough is Will Argensen to un
dertake the crossing of that Lake to night!
lie II be frozen stiff, in my opinion, afore
the day breaks !' exclaimed an old man,
evidently the oracle of the company.
'And tho gal T it s a shame, though,
for she's a sweet lookin' critter! Heaven
Evening set in fold and gray. Until pity her, and take care of her! for she'll
0oon the sky had been clear ; but, as the need somebody's care before the night's
un declined, a thick, leaden hae had through !
obscured his sickly light, and appearance 'She s in good hands, though,' said a
cave promise of the coldest night ot an third member of the coterie, withdraw-
juausuajly cold season. The up train on I ing his pipe from his mouth as he rpoke,
the C Railroad was detained by he 'for Will s as noble a lad as ever breathed
immense drifts of snow, which had form- the air of Hampshirn!. He knows every
d upon tbe lines . and it was past nine inch of the Winnie, as well as I know
' o'clock when the puffing locomotive eacne the road to mill ; and his horse is a pow-
alowly and laboriously lip to me little erful deal more intelligent than many hu
'depot at A, the northern terminus of man folks, any how .
tbe route. Argensen will do well enough if there
Asia usual in country, as wel as in ain't a squall : but it strikes me the sky
place more thickly settled, quite a little looks rather hazy, depend upon it, this
-company had assembled in the principal fall ain't for nothm 1' said a fourth, peer-
iuoiii ui hid uuuuiug, iu tain uvc. mo ing anxiously oui mio me uarKness., 'ana
mere weathers and discuss the probabil- if there should be a squall a tegular
ityotthenon arrival ot the train uiat 'white eye,' then then and the speak
night. With the first sound of the omni- er's Involuntary shudder finished the sen-
b,ui .whistle the narrow door of the depot tence, The men drew closer together,
was crowded with anxious headrf, each I as if for mutual protection, and there was
.i .... i .. . . . .
striving to pierce lartuer uno me auriiness a silence of a lew moments, broken at
. I 1 la.a.t ....
mm iu neigtwor. last Dy the old man wbo had first Rpoken
The usmsI yanely of passengers alight- 'Only last winter. Door Henrv Bleech-
4 teach one anxious about bis or her er was frozen lo death on, the shore of
baggage, and each one particularly certain Rattlesnake Island ! and then iust a week
that ;t wtyi in just the -piace where the afterwards, poor Cap'n Deer been on
ireigni-aiascer protestea it was not ; oui, the Lake a'.l bis lite time got bewilder
aa its wjilh only one ot this motley as - ed in the squalls, and died out there all
aemblage that we have to do, we will alone in the dark and cold, and his folks
pass the others silently by. to home settin' up to daylight expeetin
Smwu avouncr lady, our heroine, him I Oh. it was awful dreadful to
afvd itfiitei with extreme elegan.ee. Uhink of 1 but nothin' to what it w6uld he
Springing hastily to ih platform, loueh- if a woman a young, tender, beautiful
tag the extended band of the gentlemanly woramr a tear wet the hardy face of the
conductor, she gazei anxiously around old mountaineer, add he tamed to dry it
lienor a moment, ana then maae ner way on hu coarne handkerchief.
to tho window of h office, whwh was At this moment, the brisk jingle of
pushed back, lo allow the official within sleigh-bells was heard , at the door, and.
to receire me express ugxei, tyja separate before the eager listeners could spring
ma uiBuo. iudwh dkmicu uw iw larwaru to onen it uoon vne new comer.
Will Argensen entered, wrapped up in a
buffalo robe.
born.' :J y'i' Y - 'I am ready to attend you to Wolfburn,
'Twelve miles, marm J arid o passage if you still think of going, he said, ad-
there, for five days ; road completely dressing the lady, She arose quickly at
blocked; ; and he was turning away - the sound of his voice, and accepting the
She put Out her hand to stay him. 'Jo large oranket which the ticket-master kind-
passage ! It cannot be I I must be jn ty offered her as a further protection
. Wolfburn within four' hours, sir 1 My against the inclement weather, she follow-
mother is dying there I . i - M her conductor out into the dark, pier-
.. orry-rvery sorry, indeed I but U S cipg night, ana was lilted into the sleigh
an utter irapotiibiliiyio think of doing which awaited then), . Argensen wrapped
aucb a thing 1 . Why, mirm, the thermoin- the buff do closely ajound her, and Bttach
eter stands at 10 degrees below aero, this ing the lurge glass lantern, which he had
very minute, and 'twill be still lower be carried in his hand, to the front part of
' fore midnight 1'' .s .'.;::s r j .V :' the cutter, he sprang in. Tlie horse was
I know the cold is intense ; I dare say a large, powerfuliy-built animal, of a dark,
tbe way 1 replete , with danger j but my iron gray ' and his fiery eyes, as well aa
mother, tbe mother who brought me into his long, slender neck, showed . him spir-
exisUnee ! is dying there and I roust go ited it strong. V " ' ''
to her!'. The voice of the young gir be- .The eager crowd of idlers left their
came-choked and broken as she ceased: I warm quarters by ' the inside stove, and
: It'e a hard case:,! 'must admit; but gathered around thesleiih and its oociw
- it's no use, to, think of. attempting to get pants'; some expostulating on the madness
to Wolfburn5 Wn igh.--t.it) coach road is of the Wain in 'setiinir biit otf .' sdclv a
ai mpwPahloias; Ihe A!p dtd ther mJ pight jollier, wishing,, them, .tyd-s ej4,
iricK ii across ino iane j oi miH" wat "W -m-iiu niccciamauons arove 017.,
Half a mile on teara firma, and tho
horse's feet rang shark and clear on the
solid ice of the Winnipisspogee. The
summits of the tall, blue mountains,
which rose on either side of our travelers,
were shrouded in an impenetrable mist,
and the light wind which blew was insuf
ficient to break up the clouds or tune that
filled the air.
Little or no conversation passed be
tween these two people, so recently
thrown together. Argensen was occu
lted with thoughts ot the perilous under
taking before them ; the lady, with sad
images of her dying mother dying with
out the kiss of her only child to smooth
her passage through the dark void be
tween time and eternity 1
With anxious eve, the young moun
taineer scanned the thickening air, and
the terrible thought would nu across his
brain " ihe squalls should rise'
Nearly four miles ot the journey was pas
sod over in safety. They had reached
the dreariest part of the road, and the
da?kness became almost palpable. Moun
tains, black as Erebus, completely walled
in the shininer track of ice, rind by the
pitching of tho cutter, aud the careful
progress of the horse, they knew that
drifts of snow and bilges of ice obstruct
ed the way. The wind steadily increas
ed, and cut the face like a sharp icicle.
The breaths ot our travellers congealed
almost.before they left their bodies, and
the dark sides of the horse were covered
with a fenthery frost. The cold became
intense, permeating the thick buffalo skins
as if they had been mere cobwebs, and
the delicate frame of the young girl was
chilled through. Bravely she suppressed
tho dcaihly shivers that involuntarily stole
over her, but, Argensen, felt , the effort.
and drawing his aria around her, he said,
in a low, earnest tone; ..
Lady, we are strangers, but it is no
time to stand fur ceremony, when one is
freezing ! Sit as close to me as possible,
and lay your face here upon my breast ;
the wind is rising lo a gale, aud the squall
will be upon us ere long!
With one powerful hand he guided Ihe
horse ; with the other one he held closo
to his side the little trembling lorm ot his
the courage of William Argensen advan
ced towards him, and laying both her
hands in; his, she burst into a flood of
tears. '
He took both the hands and pressed
them to his lips. It was all the reward
he asked all she sought to give.
One year later, and in one" of the most
splendid residences in Boston, there was
a wedding ihe groom William Argensen
the bride Julia Huntington. That night
of horror had become the parent of a
love stronger than death more enduring
than life, and before that love the haugh
ty pirde of Julia's mothei had melted
away like snow before the sunshine.
The oung noqlo mountaineer, for the
sake of that love, left the hills aud valpys
he loved, aud in a celebrated university
his mind, already rich in the royal gifts of
Nature God, became refined 111 Hie
flames of heaven-sent knowledge.
They are very happy in their gorgeous
home that fair young wife and her noble
husband ; and often do they bless the for
tnne that caused them to pass that nioht
UPON THE WlNNIPISSKOOEE.
l lattery. I here is no tnenuship in
(lattery. To the contrary, the disposition
to bestow it is a proof of enmity towards
the eubicct of it. rather than of love.
This- the history of kings and princes has
plainly demonstrated. Jfheir flatterers
have neon ever most ready lo conspire
against and destroy their authority.
1 rue friendship, whether in private
public affairs, will induce those entertain
ing it to tell one of his -faults, rather
than to blind him to them with flattery
And this is in obedience to the proverbia
declaration " $ weet is ' (he reproof of a
friend. ' - . ' '.
But of all flattery, that is most des
picable which selects females as its sub
jects. The worth ot true womankind
cannot be over estimated; but it is no com
pliment 'to the sex, to be eternally flatter
ing women, either individually or collect
ively to prate simperingly of her lovli-
ness, her beauty, etc., as not a few sem
blances of manhood are wont to do !
The trust compliment to a woman is
conveyed by showing that you appreciate
the good sense of her conversation, or her
writings, or her acts and deeds, at their
true value, as those of your folio w-being;
not as eithei a superior, entitled to ador
ation, or an inferior, calling for patronage
or pity, but aa an equal, challenging sun
pie justice. Any other course is disgus
ting, as well as insolent. It should be so
regarded as the other sex. And it is so
regarded by all women who "know their
ights, and, knowing, dare maintain them
not with mere platings, but with deeds 0
usefulness and goodness, within the
sphero to which the finger of circumstan
ces has pointed as that of their duty.
The man started
musical tones fell on his. ear.
'Pan voti tell mo the distance to Wolf-
companion ; and the noble gray, as if
feeling that everything depended on their
reaching the end of their journey before
the breaking of the squall over their heads,
lore bravely on.
In vain 1 in vain ! in vain I The mad
wind bare along the eben clouds with the
swiftness of lightning, and scarcely more
than five miles of the way were passed
ere it burst upon them in all its fury.
The dreaded 'white eye enveloped them
Hail and minute particles of frozen snow,
. .p . p 1 i 1 .1 . t
in thick continuous sneets, imnueu me
eyes of the brave Argensen, and shut out
ihe dim overarching sky. ihe norse
drew up under the lee of a wooded island,
and could be induced to go no farther.
Argensen clasped both arms about hi
paralyzed companion, and waited the pro
gress of the storm. Heavily, and more
heavily, she leaned upon his shoulders,
and at length the ratal truth rushed over
him with appalling force the sleep that in
varibly precedes death, by freezing, was
upon her ! . Ho sprang up wildly.
For the love of Heaven, awake 1 Rouse
yourself I To sleep is death !
A faint moan was the only response-
He tore off ihe buffalo robes which en
veloped her, and vigorously chafed her
cold hands, and breathed upon her icy
lips. For a time he feared that he held
only death in his firms; but, at last, by
the dim licht of the lantern, lie saw
flush steal over her face, aud her eyelids
slovly unclosed.
It is my mother holding me !' she said
dreamily ; then, as it remembering all
she drew lierselt away iroin the arms
that supported her., Argensen soothed
and encouraged her until the storm broke
and the clouds were swept away. A few
faint, struggling stars burjt through the
billows of vapor, and like angels' eyes,
looked down upon the wide desert 0
snow. Two hours they waited there-
two honrs of agonizing suspense ere the
noble horse could be made to pursue ' his
way. , With more than a mere brute in
stinct, he knew the-dangejs of the way
in the thick darkness and storm, and re
fused to subject his master to greater
peril.
- As the wind sunk to rest, and the sky
became clearer once more, our travelers
went on, and after an hour's swift trot,
they arrived . safely at Wolfburn. Tbe
necessary inquirjet being made regarding
the where bsut of the young lady's
mother; Argeiixon drove her 10 tbe house
specified, and yielded tojhe urgent solici
tations of his feUqvy voyageur, he went
in with hor, ; , ; ' :, . .'
The first question of the afflicted girl
was answered in such a manner that the
warm blood flushed over : her cheek and
brow, and a feryom .? Thank God 1" burst
from her lips,,. --'i,, -rt .fp,'
1" Mrs. Iluntineton is better.'! said the
lady,; wliqiu.vMiss Huatingiou addressed
as aunt . md Julia for that wis, :the
name of Iter who had put to such 9 trial
Sagacity of the. Ox. The following
instance of sagacity in the ox. was related
to me by an old farmer, who assured me
of its truth, although, as he expressed it,
he was so young when it happened,
that he would not be willing lo qualify to
it now.' ''It was on the farm next to
my father's down in Hamphire State.
The farmer had an ox that was the un
ruliest critter that ever my two eyes be'
held. There warn t no fences could stop
him. If he couldn't jump over, he'd get
under, or fall 011 it and break ir down
he was constantly in some mischief or
other ; eating up tolks garden sauce and
destroying their crops, llis owner put
boards over his eyes, put yokes oral
kinds on him. but all to no purpose. So
finally he took and shut him up in his barn
yard. .But the tarnal critter would undo
the button on the barn. door, and open
the grain-boxes, and get into the bay
mow, and commit all sorts of devastation
He tried all manner of ways to fasten
L I 1 . 1 ... .1.- -i -f...l I -!
nis oarn-aoor, dui ine ox woum circum
vent him. At last he made a large but
ton of a piece of hard-wood , scantlin, got
a ladder, and fixed the button right over
the top of the barn-door. .,po he walked
into the house and told his folks what he
had done. . 'And now,' says he, I guess
Brin won t gel into tho barn again 111
h urry.' , His words were scarcely out of
mouth, when he heard a dreadfal poundin
out in the barnynrJ. He ran to.lhe win
tier, and wliat do you b pose he saw ?
Why, the ox had seen him fix the button
and knowing he couldn't never teach it,
he had tuk up a two-year-old bnil that
was runnin' 111 the yard, and kldhim up
and actully made that innocent critter
turn ihe button for him !"
' .CST A gentleman froin Boston chanced
to find himself 'among a little party of la
dies, away down' East, last summer, and
while in the enjoyment of some innocent
social play, he carelessly placed his arm
about the slender waist or as pretty adam
set as Maine can boast of, when she start
ed and exclaimed. 1 ''Begone, mr 1 Don
insult me I" Thtt gentleman 'instantly
apologised foi" the seeming rudenees, and
assured the half offended fair one that he
did not intend to insult 'herr, M,No t-2-
She replied archly.' "Well, if you ilid
you may ao so again I .
A Widow of The Olden Time-
A curious instance of a lady availing
herself, in 1540. of the right to appear
by champion, in a. breach of promise of
marriage case, is mentioned in the mem
oirs of Marechal de Vielleville. The
husband of .Philippe de Montesped'on
havingdicd in Piedmont without issue,
she was left a young, rich and beautiful
widow, and was sought in marnasre by
several noble suitors. Amongst these was
the Marquis de Saluce, to whose atten
tions she deemed to listen f ivorable, and
she permitted him to accompany her from
1 unit to raris. It turned out, however,
that the sly dame only wished to have
the advantage of his .escort on the jour
ney; and when she arrived at its termin
ation she cavalierly dismis'ed him, say
ing: 'Adieu, sir! your lodging is at the
loslel des Ursins, and mine is at the hos
tel Saint Denis, close to that of the Aa
guslins." The Marquis still persisted
in his suit, but as Pntlippe continued ob
durate : he ussertod that she had made
him a formal promise of marriage, and
cited her to appear befoie the court of
parliament. She came there,- attended
by a numerous company of friends, and,
having been desired by the prescient to
hold up her hand, she. was asked whether
she had ever promised marriage to.the
marquis, who was then present in court
She answered upon her honor that she
had not ; and when the court proceeded
to press her with further questions she
exclaimed with passionate warmth :
"Gentlemen, I never was in e court of
justice before ; and this makes me fear
that I may not answer properly, But
to put a(stop to all captious caviling and
word-catching, 1 swear in the face of this
assembly to God and the king, to God
under pain of eternal damnation to my
soul ; and 10 the king under me penalty
of loss of honor and life. that I have
never given pledge of promise to mar
riage to the Marquis de Saluces, and,
bat is more,, that I never thought ol
such a thing in my life. And if there
any one who will assert lo the contrary,
hero is my chevalier whom 1 oner to
maintain my words, which he knows are
entirely Hue, and uttered by the lips of
lady of honor, if ever there was one.
And this I do, trusting in God and my
good right, that he will prove the plaintiff
to be (begging the pardon or the court)
villainous liar. Ibis spirited delence
caused no little sensation in the audience;
and the president told the registrar that
he might put up bis papers, lor Madame
a Marechale had taken another and much
shorter road towards settling the dispute.
hen, addressing the marqnts, he asked.
Well, sir, what say you to this chat-
enge?" But the. love, as well aa the
ealor of the letter, was fast oozing aw?.y;
and the craven knight answered by a very
decided negative. "I want not," said he,
to take a wife by force ; and it she does
not wish to have me, I do not wish to
have her." And so making a low ubo
isanco to the court he prudently retired,
and the fair Philippe' heard no more of
us pretensions to her hand.
THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MYLIFE.
The ancients ceitainly made a great
mistake in not choosing Niobe foi the
gondess of marriage. Hymen is by far to
jolly ; he is all smiles more of tne hy
ena than tbe crocodile; whilst Niobe is
just as she sought to be all tears.
There seldom is a marriage mat is no.
perfect St.Swithin altair. JNo one
unless he has soul of guita perch!., thor-
ouoly waterproof should think ol going
10 a WCuUWg WIIU icoo man jiuw.t-
handkerchiefs; and, even then, a aponge
is belter adapted lo the "joytul occasion.
Mejfciake wives as they do pills, except
ing indeed, when, ihe "Utile things are
well gilt."
If a kind of, matrimonial parometer
were kept in each family, and its daily
incications as to the stale of tne weather
at the fireside accurately registered, we
have doubt that 011 the avciage being ia
ken the following results would be ar
rived at: Before Marriage, Fair
During Marriage, Jret ; After Mar
riaoe, Stormy.
Meteorologically speaking, it would be
highly interesting could we arrive at a
knowledge of tho axact amount of "do
prevailing during courtship.
Nobody can feel more truly wretched
than on' the happiest day of 11 is lite.
wedding is even more melancholy than a
funeral. The bside weeps for everything
and nothing. At first she's heartbroken
because she s about to leave her Ma and
Pa ; then, because she hopes, and trusts
Charles always love her ; and, when no
other excuse is left, she bursts into tears
because she s afraid he will not br.D
the ring with Lim. Mamma too is deter
mined to cry for the least thing. Her
dear, dear girl is going away, and she is
certain something dreadful is about (0
happen, and goodness gracious! she's for
gotton to lock the dining-room door, with
II the wine and plate on the table, and
iree strange servants in the house.
At Lhurch the water is laid on at eye-
service; indeed, the whole party look so
wre.tched, no one would imagine there
was a "happy pair" among them. When
apa gives away bis darling child, he
does it with as many sobs as if he were
handing her Over to the fiercest polygam
1st since Henry VIII. instead of be
stowing her upon one who loves his
lamb, regardless of the "mint sauce
that accompanies her. The bridegroom
snivels either because crying's catching
or because he thinks he ought, for decen
cy's sat e, to appear deeply moved and
the half dozen bridesmaids are sure to be
all weeping, because everybody else
weeps.
Pay Up. Notwithstanding ancient
Mstol's declaration that "base is the slave
who pays," we say 10 everybody who
owes, or shall hereafter owe a dime or a
million pay up. He who pays not, is
not far removed from a villain, while
prompt paywent covereth a multitude of
peccadillos. The "circulating medium
is the life-blood of society, and woe to bim
who retards its healthful now ; while he
who has none of it in bis pocket shouk
anxiously Bet about the acquisition of it
in some honest way. 1 here are hundreds
of men in New York who never "pay'
and yet Solomon in all his glory was not
aruyed like one ol these. 1 hey wear
the shiniest hats, the glossiest coats, the
most . irreproachable pants and boots
sport elegant jewelry, frequent the opera
are conspicuous 111 conspicuous places
and yet pay neither landlord nor washer
woman, neither servants nor victimized
friends. - Such people should be made an
example of. They should be dunned in
the pubho streets, and always and a con
stable sitting at their gate. Finally,
tbey continue incorrigible, they should be
compelled to wear coats in public made
of their unpaid bills. JY. Y. Ledger. ,
Gettinq Ovbra Difficulty. A clas
which graduated not over a thousand years
ago, embraced among its members one
Tom Elliot, an incorrigible wag, who was
noted for any particular and marked at
tention to hia studies. Mathematics was
a particular object of Tom' disregard
and this caused bim an occasional jeu
txprit with the dry professor of conies.
On one occasion the professor, during ihe
recitation, asked lorn to explain the Itor
izonlal parallax of the sun. Tom replied
'1 don t know how." . ; ; 1
" But," aaid the professor; "suppose
you were appointed by the Government
to ascertain it, what would, you do T '
t I'd resign,!' gravely responded Tom
amid tho convulsive laughter of the class
and even the professor actually perpetra
ted a gnu. , . -
'1
Cure for Borrowing.
I am an old housekeeper. I have of
ten been annoyed by borrowers. I have
had neighbors who never borrowed any
thing but eatables. I have bad' other
neighbors who borrowed everything but
eatables. I had six months ago a neigh
bor who burrowed eatables, drinkables,
wearables, and everything else pertaining
to housekeeping. . I will tell you how I
got id of him. About once a week he
borrowed eggs, once a fortnight coffee;
and every tune it snowed, my shovel
sugar, milk, potatoes and cigars about
once daily. I had, on more than one oc
casion, sent back sundiy Utile articles he
returned me, which I had loaned him,
thinking ho would lake the hint but,
bless you, he liked that, so I procured a
half dozen '. very ancient eggs, kept tbe
coffee grounds after the strength oozed
It wa3 not long before he sent for three
or fonr eggs some nice cake was to be
made, and eggs were necessary. Ho got
them. I he. coke, ef course, was spoiled
A short time only had elapsed when some
coffee was requested. He had it. The
next time it snowed, he wanted the shov
el; it was in my coal bin, down cellar,
but 1 merely said to him "My shovel
is somewhere in the neighborhood, and
if you find it, you may ua it, and wel
come" After inquiring all over tho niegh
boihood, he came to the conclusion thai
he could not find it, and Abandoned the
search. By taking this method,.! trust
have got rid of him, as it is now five
months and twenty-three days since he
sent to me to borrow. .,
JC3T A paper giving an account of To
louse in France', savs : It is a large town
containing C0.UUO inhabitants built ol
Brick This is equalled only by a wel
known description of Albany, which runs
thus: ' Albany is a city of five hundred
houses and twenty-five thousand inhabit
ants, mostly with their gable ends to tha
street , : .....
THE DEATH-WATCH.
A verv common superstition,' by 09 '
means confined to the vulgar and ignorant,
relates to what Is often called the "death
watch." In general, superstitions notion
are not entirely without toundafion, but,,
have some basis in the observation otna-
ture orin coincidence of facts, tipon which "
the fears, or imagination of mankind builds ,
. ... .1 . 1 - :
arger conclusions uiau ine preiiuaesjua.i
fy. Accurate examination and . scientfio ,
research lead to the dissipation 01 such ,
delusions, and exhibit at once tbeir causa '
and their, fo'ly. Here for example, U a
minute insect, almost impcrceptiolo to
the naked eye, and yet it ticking hat
disturbed the quiet and rest of many a ; -
.1 fit:
couch, and tilled many a oosom wun
dark forebodings. Beating with regular.
ity and precision lik a fine, well tuned -
watch, 111 the stillness ot. ine iiignt, iw
sound strikes the ear with clearness, and
the attention is aroused and strained to
discover the cause. It ceases, and iheu-
wito reeular measure resumes its puka
tion click, click, click and the affrght-
ed listener begins to imagine those warm1
ings which he has heard recorded in fa.
ble and idle story, until oy-ana-oy iiia
vigils lire, and ho passes away into
dreamland, where his terrors soon find
shape in some horrid uhantasy. Jivropot
pulsaloeious, such is the name of the lit-
tie creature, tne origin 01 an uu nnscnici
an insect quite as ugly looking as lie
name. It has a while soft shell, (there
are soft shells as well as hard shells a
mong insects,) iis body is covered with
short hairs, bristling horribly, teen with
the microscope; its six legs, long antennas
and fierce eyes, complete the forbiddipf
appearance. Now it jerks its head sud
denly upwards aud backwards, and strikef
it against a horny ring or collar about the-
shoulders, and tick, tick, click, click, tb
rythm begins anil is prolonged through:
the still hours of the night. ' --"f
' Certainly," says - ouer . certainly
there can be nothing more, melancholy
than this time-piece; so measured, aa
distinct, and as we now write, among the
small hours of the night, our imaginafion
makes us pause to count, as it' recedes
fainter and fainter, like the very echo of
old Time's footsteps as he treads the
minutes down ; then again advancing al
most to out ear, beating out the warning,
"Time is flying away, away hark 'am
I not telling thee how neat the moments
fly," and if our heart saddens at thister
tain knowledge, reason, aud faith, aud
trust in God, wili not allow us to pause
for an instant to peer into the dark future,
to eek out what evil this insignificant
ink in creation can foretell, to terrify
those who wait upon the Lord; knowing
he performs his intentions without the
ntervention of message or word, if y
believe not the Scriptures, neither will
ye believe even should one rise from the
dead." Sir Thomas Brown, . in hia
Vulgar Errors," lays great stress ;upou
this superstition 5 he adds ,lHe wbe
could eradicate this Urror lrom the minds
of the people, would save from many a
cold 8 weat the meticulous heads of nurses
and grandmothers,!' and we. may , add
grandfathers, for we have seen many a
stout man turn pale when tne mimio
stroke would strike upon his -arr Sci
ence has been preaching the folly of this
superstition lor many a year.oui yie
charmer will not be heeded, charm the
ever so wisely. Prot. Churtchman. '
A country lad who hud been at
a uublio dinner, wished to describe Ihe
scene to his dulcinea, in the language of
-IP - 1 . ' L -It ' "I.I . .... -
the village eauor, who niu saiu mat ' tne
table groaned with venison, roast pig. and
every luxury. ' Accordingly he declared
to his wondering Belinda that' "venison
and roasted pigs groaned on the table.
! V ... i nan -' ' ' '
. . XT. lie who is not bandaomo at twen
ty, nor strong at thirty, nor rich at forty,
nor. wise at fifty, will never be hand
itn ii .1 nrOTi" . p-'Pivnnr wi.-i,
Tub Be.uties of AuTc!.-r-Ever.
person, perhaps, has a favorite season of
the year erne preferring" the iuinmer,
others the spring, others the winter, and
nihers, like ourself, the golden autumn.V
The zet of our pleasure is (tightened by
an infusion of melancholy, rew, things
are more melancholy than 'liiuilc none
so melancholy as love. which U.'jn foci,
nothing but the consciousness of a.' (Tesise
nsverto be wholly gratified here below.
Love is the eager yearning ot the. foul
after the beatitilul, weichn but tnAther ,
expression for! the infinite.- Doubtless
the fieeh green of springy when, thejreiv
stand in v genteel . half-Jrest before they
. . 6 . .. . . - 1 .1
modest pun, is ingiuy reiresnwg 10 ma
mind as well' as to rhe eye "Bui antumii
comes to us decked in a thousand colors
painted partly by the haud of decay It
is beauty on the threshold of the tomb,'
rendered more , beaulful .and, faacinaunj ,
by the air breathing upon it from beyond, ;
We Taney we never discovered a.11 ita
loveliness till then.' Death ItBelf is mait-v
velously beautiful, In its eternal aileiko
1 . ;. I.!... il..,pnp.kiMp. Ii.
anu composure ; n um. ww mjwij n
bares not speak it seems to; have closed
its eye,' only that it ma indulge, in de- ,
licious dreams forever".,. All realities eeru
nothing compared with the ideal, creation
which tluong8iipon ihe soul in death.-
Ail 8utamn is the' thrtshoM of fic.lh '-- .
ture, soft, balmay, like the thoughts of oU;
age, illuminated by, the light of heaven.n
For. this reason we love the autumn, and
appear to think and feel in it with greatest
eas and' delight." It is' like the iimin.l-
live mummy of an ' Egyptian leasi,
ding us enioy oursclvei. tapi jly, bef-rr
ding us enioy
we depart hence,
and nro

xml | txt