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Tbe matter ol yearly ailrertiseme nts chanced VOL. 1. HARTFORD, OHIO COUNTY, KY., APEIL 7, 1875. KO. 14. quarterly free of charge. For further pa rticu- ars, auurefss - J .to. P. BtiKCTT Co., ruMl,her, THE IlEAI.IXCJ JtlSH. BT JOEL SEXTOS. Th hope of the home is in trouble. His musical cries rend the air, While his feet and his hands beat a tattoo Pet's bumped his poor head on a chair. "Run quick for the camphor and linen; Find out just the distance be fell I" "No matter!" roan out the young hero, "For Bother has kissed it 'most well." Oh, magiea kiss! we have felt it Full many a time in our youth, And there jierer was medicine like it, Or ointment so precious, forsooth. The dew irom the lips that had parted To drop words of pity for pain, Seems akin to the breath of an angel, And never was tendered in rain. We oftentimes wish for a solace As trusty, as speedy, as sure, When we rise from the shocks and the braises That mortals mast ever endure; When we battle with care and with sorrow. With heartaches we never may tell; Then we think of-the time in the distance; When mother's dear kiss made us well. LED ASTRAY. TE1XSL1TED FROlt THE FREXCH Of OCTAVE FECIXLBT. VIII. CONCLUDED. Madame de Palme manifested daring the entire coarse of our ride a feverish ex citement which betrayed itaell more par ticularly in reckless feats of horseman ship. I heard at intervals her loud bursts of merriment, that sounded to my ears like heart-rending wails. Once again she spoke to ine as she was going by: "I inspire you with horror, don't 17" he said. I ebook my bead and dropped my eyes without replying. We returned to the chateau at about four o'clock. I was makine my way to my room when a confused tumult of voices, shrieks, and linrried steps jn the vestibule chilled my heart. 1 went doivn again in all haste. And I was informed that .Mad ame de Palme had just been taken with a violent nervious tit She had been carried into the parlor. I recognized through the door the grave and gentle voice of iladame de Malouet, to which was min gled I know not what moan, like that of a sick child. I ran away. I was resolved to leave this fatfcl spot without further delay. Nothing could have induced me lo remain a moment longer. Your lett-r, which had been Lauded me on our return, served me as a likely pretext for my sudden departure. The friendship that binds us is wvll known here. I Eaid you needed me with in twenty-four hours. 1 had taken care, at all hazard, to send three days before to the nearest town for a carriage and horses. In a few minutes my prepara tions were made, 1 gave orders to the driver to .start ahead and wait for me at the extremity of the avenue while l was Taking' my leave. Monsieur de Malouet peemed to have no suspicion of the truth; the worthy old gentleman appeared quite moved as he received my thanks, and re ally manifested for me a singular affection out of all proportion to the brief duration ofour acquaintance. I had to be scarcely less thankful to M. de Breuilly. I regret siow the caricature I once gave you as the portrait of that noble heart Madame de Malouet insisted upon ac companying me down the avenue a few -Htepa further than her husband. .1 felt her arm tremble tinder mine while she was intrusting me with a lew tritiing er rand:) for Pane, At the moment of part ing, and as 1 was pressing her band with effusion, she detained me gently: "Well 1 sir," she raid in a feeble voice, "Jod did pot bless our wisdom." "Our hearts are open to Him, madame; He must have read our sincerity. He, eecs how much I am suffering, and I humbly hope he may forgive me!" "Do not doubt it do not doubt it," she replied in a broken voice; "but ehe7bel ah ! poor child 1 "Have pity on her, madame. Do not forsake her. Farewell !'' I.left her hastily, and started, but in stead of going direct to town, 1 bad myself 1 - .1.1, , - . anven aiong me Auoey roau as tar as ine top of the bills; I requested the coachman to go od alone.to the town, and to return lor me to-morrow morning early at the same place. I can not explain lo you, mv dear friend, the sineular and irresist ible fancy that took me to spend one last night tn that solitude where 1 spent such quiet and happy days, and fio recently, inon Dieul Herel am, then, back in my cell. How cold, dark and gloom v it seems I The ekv also has gone into mourning. Since my arrival in this neighborhood, and in spite ot the season, 1 had seen none but sum mer davs and nights. To-night a cold autumnal storm has burst over the val ley; the wind howls among the ruins, blowing off fragments that fall heavily upon the ground. A driving rain is pat tering against my window-panes. It eeerus to me if it were raining tears ! Tears 1 ray heart is overflowing with them and not a single one will rise to my eyes. And yet, I have prayed, I have long prayed to God not, my friend, to that untangible God whom we trarsue in vain beyond the stars and the worlds, but the only God truly kind and helpful to eunenng Humanity me uod ol my child hood, the God of that poor woman 1 Ah! I wish to think only now of mv ap proaching meeting with you, the day after to-morrow, dear mend, and perhaps be fore this letter txrnie, i'aul! lfyou can leave your mother, come, I besceeh you, conic to up hold me. God's hand is upon me! I was writing that interrupted line when, in the midst of the contused noises of the tempest, J fancied I beard the sound of a voice, of a human voice, of a human groan. 1 rushed to my window I leaned outside to pierce the darkness, and I discovered lying upon the dark and drenched soil a vague form, something line a white bundle. At the same time, a more distinct moan rose up to me. A gleam of the terrible truth flashed thro' my brain like a keen blade. 1 groped through the darkness as far as the door of the mill; near the threshold, etood a horee bearing a side-saddle. I ran mad jy aronna to ine outer side ol the ruins, and within the mclosure situated brneath the window of my celf, and which still re tains some traces of tbe former cemetery of the monks, I found the unhappy creature. She was there, sitting on an old tonYb-stone. as if overwhelmed, shivering in all her limbs under the chilling tor Mnt of rain which a pitiless sky was pour ing without interruption over her light party dress. I seized her two hands, try ing to raise her up, "Ah! unhappy child! what have vou donel" "Yes, most unhappy I she murmured, in a voice as faint as a breath. ,:Butyouare killing yourself.1' So much the bctler-so much the bet ter!" "You can not remain here lCome ! " I saw that she was Unable to stand up -alone. "Ah! Dieution'l Dim puissant I what shall I do? What's to become of you now? What do you wish with me?'' She made no reply. . She was trembling and her teeth were chattering. I lifted her up in my arras and I can;ied her in. , Tue mind work's ' last' Ifi'such mbmeittir No conceivable means of removing her from this valley where carriages can not penetrate; nothing was hencctorth possible to save her honor, I must only think of her life. I scaled rapidly the steps lead ing to my cell, and I laid her on a chair in front of the chimney in which I hastily kindled a fire; then I waked up my hosts. I gave to the miller's, wife a vague and confused explanation. I know not how much of it she understood; but, she is a woman, she took pity and went on be stowing on Madame de Palme euch care as was in her power. HerhuBband start ed at once on horseback, carrying to Madame de Malouet the following note from me: "Madame She is here, dying. In the name of the God of mercy, 1 beseech you, I implore you come to console, come to bless her who can no longer expect words of kindness and forgiveness from any one but you in this world. "Pray tell Madame de Pontbrian what ever yp'u think proper." She was calling ine. I returned to her fide. I found her still seated before the fire. She had refused to be put into the bed that had been prepared for her. When she saw me singular womanly preoccupation 1 her first tl. ought was for the coarse peasant's dress the had ex changed for her own water-soaked and mud-stained garments. she laughed as she called my attention to it; but her aughtcr soon turned into convulsions which I had much difficulty in quieting. I hail 'placed mvsell close to hen she could not get warm; she had a consuming fever, her eyes glistened. I begged her to take the absolute rest which was alone suitable to her condition. What is the use? she replied. "I am not ill. It is not the fever that is killing me, nor the cold, it is the thought that is burning me there;' she touched her forehead "it is shame it is your scorn and your hatred; nowl but too well dc served 1" My heart overflowed then, Paul; I told her everything; my passion, my regrets, my remorse 1 1 covered with kisses lier trembling hands, her cold forchcid, her damp hair. I poured into her poor shat tered soul all the tenderness, all the pity, all the adoration a man s soul can con tain ! She knew now that I loved her; she could not doubt itl She listened to me with rapture. .Now," she said, "now, I am no longer to be pitied. I have never been so happy in ill my life. I did not deserve it I have nothing Inrllier to wish nothing mrtner to hone I shall not regret anvtliing." She fell into a (dumber. Her parted." lips are smiling a pure and placid smile; but she is taken at intervals with terrible spasms, and her features are becoming terribly altered. I am watching her while writing these lines. Madame de Malouet has just arrived with her husband. I had judged her ! rightly! Her voice and her words were j those of a mother. She had taken care to briDg her physician. The patient is Iyiug in a comfortable bed, surrounded by lov ing and attentive friends. I feel more easy, although she., has just awakened with a fearful delirium. Madame de Pontbrian has positively refused to come to her niece, I had judged her rightly too, the excellent Christian ! I have deemed ,it my duty not to set foot again in the cell which Madame de Malouet no louger leaves. The expression of JL de Malouet' countenance terrifies me, and yet he assures me that tbe phys ician had not yet pronounced. The doctor has just come out; I have spoken to him. "It is pneumonia, lie told ine, com plicated with brain fever." "It is very serious, is it uot7 ' "Very eerious." "Butis there any immediate danger?" "I'll tell you that to-night Her con dition is so acute that it can. not last long. Either the crisis must abate or nature mutt yield.'' "lou have no nope, sirr He looked up to heaven and went off. I know not what is going on within me. my friend all these blows are striking me in such rapid succession. It is the lightning ! t ive O CLOCK p. M. The old priest whom I have often met at the chateau has been sent for in baste He is a friend of Madame dc Malouet, a simple old man, full of charity; I dared not question him. 1 know what is going on. I fear to hear, and yet my ear catch es eagerly the least noises, the most in significant sounds: a closing door, a rapid step on the stairs strikes me dumb with terror. And yet so quick ! it seems im possible! Paul, my friend my brother! where are you? all is over ! An hour ago I saw the doctor and the priest coming down. JI. de Malouet was following them. "Go up," ho told me. "Courage, sir, be a man 1" I walked into the cell; Madame de Malouet had remained alone there; she was kneeling by the bedside and beckon ed me to approach. 1 gazed upon her who was about to cease suffering. A few hours had been enough to damn unon that lovely face all the ravages of death: but life and thought still lingered in her eyes; Biie recognized me ai once. t r ,,, ., monsieur, sue negan; men, alter a pause: "George, I have loved you much Forgive my having embittered your life with tue memory oi tins sad incident: " I fell on my knees; I tried to speak, could not; my tears flowed hot'and fast upon her hand already cold and inert as a piece of marble. "And you, too, madame," she added; "forgive me the trouble I have given you the grief lam causing you now. "My child!" said the old lady. "I bless you from the bottom of my heart " Then there was a pause, in the midst of which I suddenly heard a deep and broken breath ah ! that supreme brtatb, that last sob of a deadly sorrow; God also has heard it, has received it I He has heard it He hears also my ar dent, my weeping prayer I I must be lieve that He does, my "friend. Yes, that I may not yield at this moment to some temptation of despair, I most firmly be lieve in a God who loves us, who looks with' compassionate eyes upon the an guish of "our feeble hearts who will deign some day to tie again with His pa ternal hand the knots broken by cruel 'earth I Ah ! In presence of the TifeTeis re mains of a beloved being, what heart so withered what brain so blighted by doubt, as to repel forever tbe odioss thought that these sacred words: .God, Justice, Love, Immortality arebut vain syllables devoid of meaning! Farewell, Paul. Yon know what there still remains for me to do. Tf you can come, I expect you; if not, my friend, ex pnet me. Farewell ! IX. The Marquis de Ma'ouet to M. Paul B , Paris. CnATEAU db Malouet, October 20. Monsieur It lias become my imperative though painful duty to relate to you the facts which have brought aboutthe crown ing disaster of which you have already been ndvied. by more rapid means and with such precautions as we were able to take: a di9-ister that completely over- .whelms our souls already so cruelly tried. As you arc aware, sir, a lew weeks, a lew days had been sufficient to enable Mad ame de Malouet and myself to know and appreciate your friend, to conceive for him an eternal affection soon, alas! to be changed into ettrnal regret. You arc al so nware. I know" of all the ead circum stances that preceded and led to this sad catastrophe. Monsieur George's conduct during the mclanchaly days that followed the dtath of Madame de Palme, -the depth of feeling as well as the elevation of soul which he constantly manifested, had completely won our hearts over to him. I desired to send him back to you at once, sir; I wished to get him away from this sorrowful spot, I wished to take him to you myself, since a painful preoccupation detained you in Paris; but he had imposed upop himself the duty of not forsaking so soon what was left of the unhappy woman. We had removed him to our house; we were surrounding him with attentions, He never left the chateau, except to go each day on a pious pilgrimage within a few steps. Still his health was jierceptibly failing. Day before yesterday morning Madame d Malouet pressed him to join Mor.6ienr de Breuilly nnd myself in a horseback ride. He consented, though somewhat reluctantly. Wo started. On the way he strove manfully to respond to the efforts we were making to draw him into conversation and rouse him from his prostration. I saw him smile for the first time in many hours, and I began to hope that time, the strength of his soul, the at tentions of friendship, might restore some calm to his memory, when, at a. turn in the road, a deplorable chance brought us face to face with Monsieur de Mauterne. This gentleman was on horseback; two friends and two ladies made up his party. We wpre following lliesamc direction, but his gait was much more rapid than ours; , he passed us, saluting as he did so, and l noticed, so fat as I am concerned, nothing in his manner that conld attract attention. I was therefore much surprised to hear M. de Breuilly the next moment murmur between his teeth: "That fa an infamous trick!" MonsieurGeorge, who, atthe mo ment of meeting, had become pale and turned his head slightly away, looked sharply at Monsieur de Breuilly: "What do you mean, sir What do vou refer to?'' "I rferto the impertinence of that brain less fool!" I appealed energetically to Monsieur de Breuilly reproaching him with his quarrel some disposition, and affirming that there bad been no trace of defiance either in tbe attitude or the features of Monsieur de Mauterne when he had passed by us. "Come, my friend," said Monsieur de Breuilly. "your eyes must have been closed or else yon must have seen, as 1 saw iny sclf, that the wretch giggled as be looked nt our friend. -I don't know why you wish the gentleman to sufTer nn insult which neither you nor I would sufTer." These unlucky words had been scarce uttered, when Monsieur George started his horse at a gallop. "Are you mad?" I said to Breuilly, who was trying lo.detain us; "and what means such an invention?" "My friend." he replied, "it was neces sary to divert that boy's mind at any cost." I shrugged my shoulders. I freed my self from him and dashed after M. George; but. being better mounted than myself, he had already gained a considerable ad vance. 1 was still a hundred paces behind him when he overlook Monsieur de Mauterne, who had stopped on hearing him coming. It seemed to me that they were exchang ing a few words, and almost at once I saw M. George's whip lashing several times, and with a sort of fury, Monaieurde Mau terne's face. We barely arrived in time, Monsieur de Breuilly and myself, to pre vent that scene from assuming an odious character of brutality. A meeting having unfortunately become inevitable between the parties, we took with us the two friends who accompanied Mauterne, Messieurs de Quiroy and Ast- ley, thelattcran .hnglislimau. Sii. Ueorge had preceded us to the chateau. The choice of weapons belonged without any possible doubt to our adversary. Never theless, having "noticed that his seconds seemed to hesitate with a sort of inditl'er- ence. or perhaps of circumspection be tween swords and pistols, I thought that we might, with a little good management, influence their decision in the direction least unfavorable to us. We went there fore, Monsieur de Breuilly and I, to con sult M. George on the subject. He pro? nounced at once in favor of swords. "But," remarked M. de Breuilly, "you are a very good pistol shot. I have seen vou at work. Are you certain to be a bet ter swordsman? Do not deceive yourself; this will be a mortal combat "I am satisfied of that," he replied with a smile; "but I am particularly anxious for swords, if at all possible." After the expression of so formal a wish, wc could but esteem ourselves fortunate in obtaining the choice of-that arm, and the meeting was settled for the next morn ing at nine o'clock. During the remainder of the day, It. George manifested an ease of mind, and even at intervals a certain gayety, at which we were quite surprised, and which Mnd ame'de Malouet in particular, Was at a loss to understand. My poor wife,- of course, had been left in ignorance of these recent events. At ten o'clock he retired, and I could still see a light through his window two hours later. Impelled by my earnest af fection and t know not what vague anxie ty that was haunting me, I entered his room at about midnightjfound him ery calm;' he had been wrjpisgand was just sealingTip' afew envelopes. "There!" he said, handing me the pa pers. "Now the worst is over, and I am going to sleep the sleep of the just" I thought it best to offer him a few more technical suggestions on the hand ling of the weapon he was soon to use. He listened to me without much attention, and suddenly extending his arm: "Feel my pulse," he said. I did so, and ascertained that his calm and his cheerfulness were neither affected nor feverish. "In such a condition," he added, "if a man is killed it is'becausc he is willing to be. Good-night, my dear sirl" Where upon I left him. Yesterday morning, at half-past eight, we repaired, M. George, M.- de Breuilly and myself, to an unfrequented path sit uated about half way between Mauterne and Malouet, and which had been selected for the dueling-ground. Ouradversaryar rived almost immediatil after, accompa nied by Messieurs de Quiroy and Astley. The nature of the insult admitted of no at tempt at conciliation. We had therefore to proceed at once to the fight. Scarce had M. George placed himself in position, when we became convinced of his complete inexperience in the use of the sword. M. de Breuilly cast upon me a look of stupor. However, after the blades had been crossed, there was a semblance of fight and of defeice; but at the third pass M. George fell pierced through the chest I threw myself upon him; he was al ready in the grasp of death. Neverthe less he pressed my hand feebly, smiled once more, and thea gave vent, with his last breath, to his last thought, which was for you, sir: 'Tell Paul that I love him, that I for bid him seeking to avenge me, and that I die happy." He expired. I shall not attempt, sir, to add anything to this narrative. It has already been too long and too painful to me; but I deemed this faithful and minute account due to you. I had rea-oi to believe, besides,' that your friendship would like to follow to the last instant that existence which was so justly dear to you. Now you know all, you have understood all, even what I have left unsaid. He lies in peace by her s'de. You will doubtless come, dear sir. We expect you. We shall mingle our tears over those two beloved -beings, both kind and charming, both crushed by passion and seized by death with relentless rapidity in the midst of llie pleasantest scenes of life. ins END. On his return from a tour down the Rhine, last fall, Lavender was asked what he thought of the views, when he answered; "Well, of all the views Lclap- pea my eyes on, me nnesi, 10 my taste, was Vieux Cognac." Two old ladies at Baltimore haye sued the estate of Robert Tuttle, who, they allege, died owing-them board for twenty seven years, for which they trusted him on the promise that he would make it all right with them in his will. A mad, praising pirtcr, said it was so excellent a beverage that, though taken in great quantities, it always made him fat "1 have been the time," said another, "when it made you lean." "When? I should be glad to know," inquired- the eulogist. "Why, no longer ago than last night against a wall.'' When Tilton took Mrs, Woodhull in bathing, all for the noble purpose of shielding poor Mr. Beecher, he fairly discounted the late A. Ward's famoiiB desire to sacrifice all of his wife's relations rather than have the war prolonged and the South triumphant. Alotofloaferswti-egivinga Bucyrus.O., bridal party a charivari, tbe other eve ning, when the bridegroom appeared among them and fired the contents of a revolver in their midst. All of them left but one, who had so much lead in him that he couldn't An Iowa woman went to church one Sunday and,"experienced religion." Ar riving home, she called her children about her and said, "I am pious now, and I am going to give you two days to get re ligion. If you don't do it in that tim.e I'll whale your hides off. I have learned my duty. Do you hear me?" "I say, landlord," said a Yankee, "that's a dirty towel for a man to wipe on." Landlord, with a look of amaze ment, replied, "well, sir, you're mighty particular, sixty or seventy ot my board ers have wiped on that towel this raor ning, and you are the first one to find fault." A surgeon had just cut off a patient's leg. A friend of the victim inquired anx iously whether the doctor thought he roniilil onnn cei well. "He?" renlied the doctor "he never had a chance." "Why, then, do you put him to this needless pain?" Oh, you cannot tell a patient the truth all at once; you must first amuse him a little. ' It is safe to 6ay that Anthony Prince, of Baltimore, is no gentleman. No man of refined manners or gentle culture would so far forget himself as to spit in a lady's face and slap both of her cheeks. This in what Mr. Prince did to Miss Catharine Fricasse tbe other day, and right roundly has he had to pay for the privilege. The , c ..!:?:.. in jury uruugui in ;i vltuiui lur lut; pjuiimii ol fL'.UW damages. DKFEKRED COKKESIOMEXCE. OUR rfOCKPORT LETTER. Kockpokt, Kr., Mar. 31. Spring is here af last. The merry song sters of the woodland have returned. Again "the voice of the turtle, is heard in the land." Nature is resuming her man tle of green and the songs ol the thrush and the cat-bird ravish the ear. Visions "ecstatic, delightful visions -of moonlit excursions upon the classic waters of Green river, of heaped dishes of catfish and early greens fill my enraptured breast with bliesfal anticipation. T tlB" FARMERS make few visits to town, nor make those visits long. The legitimate Grange busi ness commences now in earnest, and "the working of the movement" will isoon de velop. May the developraents'prove pro pitious. OL'R Polics count came off last Friday. ''The judge" pre- sided with his usual avoirdapols-beg par don gravity There were several cases of considerable local interest The mem bers of the legal profession present, were Mr. Sam. Smith, of Greenville, Messrs. Hubbard, Strother, and another whose name I perhaps did not properly catch, or it was certainly a singular patronymic: I think they called him Mr. lied Horse, of Hart lord; and last, though not least, Mr. W. II. Rock, "to the manor born." P0OIL1STIC FEMININE. Our town was much exercised on Sat urday over a trial for breach of the peace among some brcethering of the feminine persuasion. Uncle Bi. eays that he will never attend a trial "of that nacher agin, not ef he nose it." Uncle Peter, though, I think is incorrigible. He tried very hard to get in as counsel, and I heard the judge say that if he would walk up like a little man and pay the costs of this trial, plagued if he mightn't, nest time. If you want an interesting letter from this place, comedown and kick up a breeze, that I may have something to write about Respectfully, P. R. FROM ROSIME. ResiNE, Kr., March 29, Editor Herald: Although we are no subscriber to your paper as yet, still one finds its way to our humble home, occa sionally, and all but, the political part of it is read with interest. We think it an excellent connty paper. The farmers round about Rosine are becoming some what disheartened over he gloomy pros pect of getting their oats sown, on account of the protracted wet weather; yet they generally seem to be determined to make good crops this year, if favored with a good season. WHEAT, I think, will be an average crop, al though some old lands that were sown were badly damaged by the severity of the winter; much of it having been frozen out TOBACCO. Every farmer that I know of is making extensive preparations for a large crop. ONE OOOD EFFECT. The hard times are stimulating mnnv to action who have heretofore spent much of their time in idfeness. BUILDINO UP. I believe that I can truthfully assert that this part of our county is making as rapid strides toward' building,up and im proving as any locality in the county. EDUCATIONAL. Education has been vcrvmuch neglect ed, but the people seem to be awakening to their interest in this particular, as they have secured the services of Mr. Elisha Tilford as a teacher for the neit ten months. Mr.-Tilford is a worthygentle. man, well educated, and an able instruc tor of the young. He has bought pro perty in Rosine, wherb he will teach, and I think is permanently located, bo we will be able to send our children regularly to school. Wishing yonr -paper-' ill lay my-pen aside. ' much success, I J. H. A. FROM LITCHFIELD. Litchfield, Kt., March 29. Dear Editor: I hope a few lines from old Litchfield will not be objectionable. This is a beautiful evening. The very air is impregnated with spring, foreshadow ing the approach of April days, with their tiny violets and wild-bird songs, and their sweet forest chatterings and warblings. There has been a perfect glamour of daz zling light and warmth all evening; but now It has all faded into peaceful twi light, bringing in its stead a misty incense of delicious sweetness, Our place is beginning to put on busi ness airs. Every down train deposits a large amount of freight for our different merchants, llie spring trade Here is opening veTy flatteringly Monday was our county court day, and also the occasion ot the meeting ofour county convention. I here was a large crowd iu town. I noticed many strang ers, a good many being aspirants for a visit to Frankfort the coming winter, some of whom left feeling more like a row up Salt river. There has been established in our town a Sewing Society by the ladies of the Bap tist church, the object of which is to as sist in completing their church, a hand some little building in an unhnislied con dition. These same ladies contemplate giving a Supper, with many other attrac tions, on the cveningotthe -Stli of April. I hope our neighbors will feel enough in terest in our success to call over and en joy "the goods the gods provide" for tbem. Rember the 23th. JH. LETTER FROM SULPHUR SPRINGS. Sl-i.piicr Springs. Kr.. March 29. Mil Editor: Permit me to encroach uponyour-tinie with a short letter, and if you think proper, anu nave space, you mav nut it in vonr excellent paper. We, as well as other points in the county, have a desire to be represented. iNot that the Snrinffa have any superior claims, but, as I presume you know, every one has his desires and aspirations. DEARTH OF NEWS. As for news to communicate, we have none: nothing in the way of horse-steal ing. elopements, ice., to mar the even tenor of our way. Our people have but little to complain of, only the hard times; but, 1 believe, that is prevalent every where. HARD CP, AND WANTS TO NEGOTIATE A LOAN. As for vour correspondents there la nothing but utter bankruptcy Staring him in the face. ' I have recently disposed ol my old hat and last year's suspenders procure some stamps and paper, and now would like to borrow some monev and give as collateral security a bras watch and a, few old clothes: so if vou know of anyone who will make a loan on such please let me Kn'o'w i As to your paper, it is received and con tents noted Indeed there is no enterprise in 'the, county which out; people can feel more pjqud of than your paper, and to l 1 A, V t-J f t J . . winipuriney fuoumi give wieir mil and hearty .support, for it will most certainly redound ta their interest and prosperity. and place Us as a county among the first in me lyommonweaiin. TUE TOBACCO MANIA. Our people are anxiously looking for ward to the time when the weather is set tled enough ( for them to begin .regular Work on their farms. The peopieT ot this vicinity have as it is with others the tobacco mania, and ate preparing to pitch large crops, believing thev will re ceive very fair prices for the "weed' ABOUT OUR PEOPLE. I can say of them, that ther are frugal. industrious, and have that hospitality for which Ketituckians are so famous. Their great charm is the air of well-being and neatness imprinted on everything around them; and their aim- of life seems to be comfort, so, when seen by the stranger, their spirit of industry is not to be mis taken. They are free from that neigh borhood arrogance that is often seen itr many othsrs who try to surround them selves with tbe most imposing circum stances, and encircle about them the en chantments of unapproachable distance and elevation, which only prove a mock ery and a delusion; but is a place where envy and strife are comparativly stran gers. ,We are not entirely without funny things, one of which I will here give: Some two or three days since, our young mend i. (J. fa., came to the post othce to post a letter and receive his mail, and sure enough he received a letter from Irs Dulcinea, and became so interested in the contents thereof that when he left and started for Hartford, where he had some business to attend to, he mounted an el- lerly gentleman s horse in the place of his own, and proceeded cn his way, read ing the said letter as he went When he , i . , 1 1 . -, . , n au gone aooui nan a inue, nis progress was arrested by some one loudly calling on him to stop. Looking back, he beheld an old gentleman coming like a thunder storm, and demanding "what the h 1 he bad taken his horse for?' Whereupon our friend surrendered up tbe horse, and apologized by saying he thought it was bis, and that he was so deeply engrossed with the contents of the letter he was reading be never noticed what he was do ing. Hill 1'erkins. Coolcy'g Hen. Cooley has bad some trouble with one of his hens. She wanted to set, and he didn't want her to. He put her under a barrel, ducked her at the pump; threw her into the air, and reasoned with her, bat she would persist in going back to her; nest, finally he put a not porcelain egg under her; but she skipped about until it cooled, and theTi she returned and sat on the egg with the air of havinz resolutely determined to hatch a set of crockery and a coupie of flower-pots out of the porce lain delusion. 1 hen Cooley resolved to blow her off. He placed half a pound of gunpowder under the nest and laid a slow match out into the yard, as soon as he saw the hen safely seated, he went into the- kitchen to get a light Meanwhile Mrs. Cooley entered the hen-houae ;to hunt for eggs and to ascertain if that id iotic chicken was setting yet. Then Cooley came out and fired the train. In a couple of minutes there was a. fearful ex plosion, a second later; Airs, ittpiey emerged precipitately from the door, with her mouth fall ot leatirers. tier hair lull of blazing straw and warm' Mood, and an assortment of drum-sticks, gizzards.and claws distributed around her dress Then she made a dash at Cooley. What the result was I do not knowj but I met him on the following Tuesday with Court-plaa- ter on his nose, and a look of subjection in his eyes, and be informed me confi dentially that the next hen of hia that wanted to set might set iu pence through out the agea of time and all through the unending cycles ol eternity ueiore lie would bother himself about her. Love on n Train. A newly married, couple from some where down the Lansing road were riding in a Grand River car yesterday, and the groom insisted on holding the bride's hand in his big red paw. "Oh I no, don't I" she said as she jerk ed her hand away. "Oh I luv, let me hold yer hand, jest fer ten minutes 1 ' he pleaded. "Shoo ! Don't you see they nre looking at list she whispered. "They are, eh 1" he replied, looking up and down the car. "Wan, now, rm go ing to put my arm right around ye, and if any fellow in this car dares to spit crooked I'll git up 'n mop the floor with him until I wear him up to hia shoulder blades I" His arm encircled her, and the oth er passengers looked as if they were on their way home from a funeral. Detroit Free rrcss. A negro man and three very black wo men walked into the Senate chamber at Richmond, Va., on Thursday, while that bodv was in session, and boldly marched toward the privileged scats. The Ser-geant-at-Arm8 politely suggested that they would find excellent seats ln 'the gallery, but the man insisted upon his right to go where he chose, and only desisted when informed that he would be forcibly eject ed. He and bis convoy then strutted out in great rage. Mr. Curran was once engaged in lesal argument Behind him stood his colleague, a gentleman whoe person was remarkably tall and slender, and who had originally intended to take orders. The judge observed that the case under discussion involved a point of ecclesiasti cal law. "Then,' said Curran, "I can refer your lordships to a high authorty behind me, who was once intended for the church, though in my opinion, lie was fitter for the steeple.' There are estimated lobe about 55,000 babies born every year, in Paris, of -.hich number 20,000 arc put out to nurse. A METHUSELAH. iietitli ttftlic Olileil InhnbifnRt of I lie Earth An Indian VS.l Vrnrnald. Santa, Cruz (Cal.) Enterpriie: The mission of SnntaCruz was etal- Dished by mrmksol iheorderof St Fran cis. 1 he first record which they prcservnl of a baptism was that of an Indian girl, named Jdicaela, on Uctober V, li'JL On the 4th of March following was baptized luf-timano Kixu9, ly rr. Jsidro Salazar. O.S. F: Roxas was then forty years of age, nnd perhaps even somewhat over forty, so that he was at least 123 years old when lie died. The record of his baptism is still preserved in the register ol the Catholic church, so that there can be no doabt of the truth of his extreme age. Little is known of hi career, as he has out-lived those who were children when he was already very advanced in years. it is probable, however, that he belonged- to the Aptos tribe of Indians. For some time he had been quite feeble, and his" death was expected to take place at any moment three days ago the lie v. fath er Adam administered tbe last sacraments. Atthe hourof his death Roxas was attend ed by the Indian who haa been his guar-' dian for some time past. He remaine'd. ccrnfcious until within a few moments of his death, when he became insensible, and quietly passed Into the world beyond. vve believe we do not exaggerate in say ing that Roxas was the oldest inhabitant of the earth. feo'iltaSIJikeorSaii Iomlng;t. The Troy Times prints a letter front a! citizen of that place, at present sojourning . in tbe island of Dominica, West Indies; front which the folldwidg is an extract: "It is barelv a month since Dr. Freeiand. n search of sulphur in behalf of an Eng lish corapany.aceontpanied by Dr. Nich- olls, of this1 island, with a few servants, started on a tour of exploration; At a distance from town, la an air line, of some" eight or ten miles only, yet by tbe neces sary circuitous rout td reach, it requiring some days ol severe labor, struggling witlt precipices and deepest vegetable entangle ments, they found an old volcano. Its) height above the sea is about twenty-tour hundred feet. They descended about four hundred feet down the crater to tfce lake unheard of before but which is to Tank among the wonders of the world. It is lit erally a lake of boiling wateft It is about half a mile wide andtwo miles in ci red in ference. In the center tbe boiling, foam ing water jata upward into a sort of dome' several feet higher than the surface, and where the rippling waves break upon the shore the hand cannot be immersed with out pain so high is the temperature. My informant is Dr. rucoolla. who has made' two excursions to this lake" who is well known here, and bears a most respectabl' character. He says the water is verv highly charged with sulphur and mag- nesia.' IVbyflifToilrtK-We'll Don't GetXsurrieV Hew York Cor.-of the Buffalo Courier -It certainly is not a good time for mar rying, and it hasnot.beenforseveral'yearsr past One reason, Jio doubt, is the great cost of living, which, in one respect af Ieast-that oflemale dress is fnlly double that what it -was fifteen years ago.- If a young man has only a moderate salary to depend upon tor support, he musr oe very DOia inaeeu to veaiure into matri mony with a girl accustomed to what is called a. comfortable life. Unless she' happens to be a particularly good and sen- sible girl it would take most of his salary to pay her dry goods ana aerssmaaerer bills. Of court there are such girls, and: plenty of th em, 1 hope, In some places but iris only the simple truth to say tbey" are, rather scarce In New York.; For this reason, and others too, no doubt, tbe popularity of matrimony, so'to speak, appears" to be steadily declining: Yourrg 'men hold off a great deal mora than (bey used to, and of Coarse the young women have nothing for it but to wait So, recognizing tbis fact, and. not seeing much probability ot getting husbands when-they grow older, a great many, of them turn to practical work, become doctors, writers or artists, and- manage at least to make a decent living for them selves. If voung men were more inclined to m&tijt the probabilities are that young women Would be less inclined" to-go-i " alone' In tbe light professions. rbT fieeruw or JlnJ. SIorelaiMlV St Lon'u limes. Maj. Joseph Moreland, formerly of a fayette county, Ala, died Saturday morn ing at the Sisters' hospital in- tbis city. Tha deceased was forty-eight years; of age. and was born in Daviess county, Ken tuCKy. rte receivea a jiuerar cuueauan, and was a man of most genial and"hospit able temper and of great intelligence. He emigrated to Missouri about the year 1853, and. engaged in farming on a large scale. He was postmaster at Lexington under Bu chanan, and after the election ot Mr. Lin coln he went to Washington City, settled his accounts with the Postmaster General, and resigned. In 1861 he went into the State Guard under Gen. Jo. Shelby, then Capt Shelby, with whom he entered the Confederate service, and with whom he remained till the close of the struggle, following Shel by's fortunes into Mexico, where he con tracted a disease of the bowels, which in a great measure caused his death. For several months past he has been an inva lid with little or no hopes of recovery. A few days ago, when in extremis, be was placed by his friends with the Good Sis ters for treatment, and be had their kind nursing till death. An unfortunate old bachelor, wno bar! perhaps gotten on the shady side of forty, was heard to exclaim, in the bitterness of his anguish: "When 1 remember all the" girjs 1 have met together, I feel like a rooster in the fall, exposed to every weath er! 1 feel like one who treada aloce the barnyard all deserted, whose oatsare.fed. whose hens are dead, or all to market started."' A South Carolinian said to a corres--pondent the other day. "My nane is J. M. Fielder; and last week 1 saw two hundred and fifty acres of good bottom land sell on South Edisto river "for ttnty dollars. It' was knocked off' under the hammer of a negro'sheriff, and the' pur chaser then told the owner he might have it bick it he would pay him one hundred dollard."