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To this indignity the old man made a stout resistance, and in the heat of the moment he had so far forgotten himself as to strike the Captain a blow which laid him upon the deck. Such an insult to an English officer was past en durance, and in punishment for his of fence the smuggler had been condemned to die. A single whip was rove at the star board fore-yard-arm, and all hands were called to witness the execution. The rope was noosed and slipped over the culprit's head, and the running end was rove through a small snatch-block upon the deck. Until this moment not a word es caped the lips of the hoy. He trembled as he beheld the awful preparations, and as the fatal noose was passed and drawn tight, the color forsook his cheeks, and lie dropped upon his knees before the in censed Captain. ."Mercy, sir—mercy 1" "For whom?" asked the officer, while a contemptuous sneer rested upon his lips. "For that old man whom you are about to kill." . She gttt'i «orner. ( Written for th» Union."] FORSAKEN. By Emma. Fadest —every flower Tliat once my pathway did perfume; The light that did my path illume; To grope alone i Faded ; sad this hour! my doom ; Xlohu-^-the ohe bright star That o'er my head hath ever »h?ne; My best and surest pilot gone; .And I in darkness left alone: Gone ; from me so far ! Blighted—every hope That That e' That flower despair my spirit hold ; Blighted; hopeless I mope ! Withdrawn—the bright bow That e'er hath overhung my head Dark, dismal olouds are there instead Can 1 but my ezistenoe dread When I'm forsaken so ? • within my bosom dwelt; in darkness could be felt ; Romaining—the thought That this is not my only home ; And though affliction's winds do come, To face them long is not my doom ; Yes ; I still have hope. Concord, December 1863. Written for the Union. SHADD0WS. [ By Delaware. ] , and the shaddows droop long, Low fall» the And the gale »tir» the wood liko the moan of thè sea, While far in the distanoo 1 hear the swain» song, As homeward he goes o'er the s haddowy lea. The Summer flowers droop, and the bird» are all still, And the night wends her way o'er the ocean afar, shall enshroud field and hill, And through the lone darkness gleam Bad moon and star. The black, brooding night follows bright rolling day, And the storm wildly bursts where the sunshine was gleaming, The Autumn slow wastes the gay Summer away, And tho Wiuter roams fierce where the Autumn was dreaming, Her •en plumes well did the earth feel but changes, For sunshine and Summer shall glad her again, But through man, lonely pilgrim, dread sorrow most ranges, Blotting, and shrouding, and rending with rain. Milton, Del., December 1863. Ah me ! it £*l*ft Sat*. THE PILOT'S REVENGE. It was towards night on the 21st of Sep tember, 1834. A small English war-brig, "He dies, boy." "But he is*my father, sir!" "No matter if he were my own father; that man who strikes an English officer while in the performance of his duty, must die !" "But he was manacled—he was insult ed, sir," urged the boy. "Insulted?" repeated the Captain.— "Who insulted him?" " You did, sir," replied the boy, while his face was flashed with indignation. "Get up, sir, and be careful that you do not get the same treatment," said the Captain, in a savage tone. The old man heard this appeal of his son, and as the last words dropped from the Ups of his captor, he raised his head, and while a look of the utmost defiance passed over his features, he exclaimed : "Ask no favors, Robert, Old Karl Kintoek can die as well as at any time, let them do the worst." Then turning to Captain Dracut, he changed his tone for one of deep suppli cation, and said: "Do what you please with me, sir; but do not harm my boy, for h« has done no wrong. I am ready for your sentence, and the sooner you finish it, the better." "Lay hold of the whip!" shouted tho Captain. "Lay hold every man of you, and stand by to run the villain up!" Iu obedience to this order, the men ranged themselves along the deck, and each one laid hold of tho rope, Robert Kintoek looked first at his father, and then he ran his eyes along the lineofmen who were to bo his executioners, But not one sympathizing or pitjing look could he Their faces wgre ail hard and trace, he Inion U[J 4 3« VOL. I. GEORGETOWN, DEL., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 25 , 1863 . NO. 16 . ' cold, and they all appeared anxious to con summate their murderous work. "What!" exclaimed the boy, wliilé a tear started from his trembling lip; "is there not one, even, who can pity!" "Up with him 1" shouted the Captain. Robert buried his face in his hands, and the nextmoment his father was swing ing at the yard-arm. He heard the pass ing rope and the creaking block and he knew that he was fatherless. Half an hour afterwards the hoy knelt by the side of a ghastly pie prayer escaped his lips, low murmuring sound came up from his bosom but none of those who stood around knew it« import. It was a pledge of deep revenge ! Just as the old man's body slid from the gang-board into the water, a vivid flash of lightning streamed through the heavens, and in another instant the dread artillery of nature sent forth a roar so long and loud, that the men actually placed their hands in their ears to shut out its deafen ing power. Robert Kintoek started at the sound, and what had caused dread in oth ers' bosoms, sent a thrill of satisfaction to his own. "O, revenge, revenge!" he muttered to himself, as he cast his eyes over the foam crested waves which had already risen beneath the power of the sudden storm. The darkness had come as did the storm, and all could be distinguis ed from the deck of the brig, save the breaking sea, was the fearful, craggy shore, as flash after flash of lightning illu minated (he heavens. "Light ho!" shouted a man forward, and the next moment all eyes were direct ed to a bright light which had suddenly flashed up among the distant rocks. The wind had now reached its height and with its giant power it sent the ill fated brig directly upon the surf-bound shore of rocks and reefs, and every face, save one, was blanched with fear. In vain did they try to lay the brig to the wind, but not a sail would hold for an in stant, until at length the men managed to get up a fore and main storm-stay-sail, and then the brig stood for a short time bravely up against the heaving sea. But it was evident that should she succeed in keeping to the wind, she would eventual ly be driven ashore, for the powsr of the in-setting waves was greater than that of the wind. ."Boy, do you know what light that is?" aaked ■ba-Iktrijtjjh.atJin ston.l lining.«. ! tu'"t!io r niaiu ringing to keep his feet, "Yes, sir," replied Robert; "it is at Ballymore's Crag." "What is it t luire for?" "It, marks the entrance to a little bar which lies in the back of it." "And can it be entered by a vessel of tTiis size?" asked the captain, while a gleam of hope shot across his face, "O, yes, sir! A large ship can enter there." corpse, and a sim Tlicn another as And do you know the passage?" "Yes, sir; I havo spent my wholo life on this coast, and I know every turn in it. Can you take the brig iu there in this storm ? "Yes, sir," answered thè boy. "And will you do it?" eagerly asked the Captain. "On two conditions." "Name them quickly." "The first is, that you let me go in peace; and the next, that you trouble none of the smugglers, should they hap pen to be there." "1 promise," said the Captain, now set about your work. Hut mark me, if you deceive me, by St. George, I'll shoot you on the moment!" The brig was soon put before the wind,' and Robert Kintoek stationed himself upon the starboard-fore-yard-arm, from whence his orders were passed on to the helmsman. The bouuding vessel soon came within sight of the ragged crags, and the heart of every man leaped with fearful thrills as they were swept past a frowning rock which almost grazed them as they passed. On flew the brig, and thicker and more fearful became the rocks, which raised their heads on every side. "Port!" shouted the boy. "Port, it is." "Steady—so." "Steady it is." "Starboard—quick !" "Ay, ay—starboard, it is." "Steady—so." "Steady, it is." At this moment the vessel swept on past au overhanging cliff, and just as a .vivid flash of lightning shot through the hea vens and revealed all tho horrors around, a loud shout was heard from the 'And young pilot, and in a minute all eyes were turn ed towards him. Ho stood upon thj ex treme end of the yard and held himself by the lift. In a moment more he crouch ed down like a tiger after his prey, and, then with one leap, he reached the pro jecting rock. "Revenge! revenge!" was all that the doomed men heard, and they were swept away into the boiling surge beyond. ''Breakers! a reef !" screamed the man Starboard, quick!" But it was too late! lire the helm was half up, a low, tremendous grating of the brig's keel was distinctly felt, and the next instant came a crash which sounded high above the roar of the elements, and the heavy mast went sweeping away to lee ward, followed in a few moments by large masses of the ill-fated vessel's wreck and cargo. 8hriek after shriek went up from those doomed men, but they were iu the grasp of a power that knows no mercy.— Tho Storm King took them for his own ! forward. a The next moment small party of wreckers came down from the rocks and moved along the shore. It was strewed with fragments of the wreck, and here and there were scattered alon g the bruised and mutilated forms of the brig's crew.— Among that party was Robert Kintoek, and eagerly did he search among the ghastly corpses, as though there was one he would have found. At length he stopped and stooped over one, upon the shoulders of which were two golden epau lettes. It was the Captain of the brig— the murderer of his father ! The boy placed his foot upon the prostrate body, aud while a strange light beamed from his eyes, and a shudder passed over his coun tenance, he muttered : "Father, you are fearfully revenged !" The boy spoke truly. Fearful in con ception, and fearful in its consummation, had been that Pilot's Revenge. ©It* Ipada'ig Hints to Mothers--Discipline. The system of governing by moral suasion entirely is a very pretty one in theory, but is too often found sadly wanting when tho attempt is made to put it strickly iu practice. Almost every mother of every-day children will find at times a stout little rebel, who will only yield to the doctrines of coersion. It is true, where other means will be as effectual, it is a great deal better to employ them. When a loving tone, and gentle persuasive remonstrances will restrain a wayward child, by all means use it. Yot, deliberate, willful disobedience, falsehood, profanity, intentional cruelty, to animals, and various similar of fences, should bo promptly met by serious punishment, and a distinct understanding made with the child, that any repetition will be dealt with in the same manner. It is a pernicious practice, which prevails in some nurseries, of correcting every littlo error of the child by a hasty, angry blow. You can tell such children by the way they have of continually dodging the head at every motion around them. Poor little ones! it is enough to make one's heart ache to witness such marks of domestic tyranny. Nothing can tend more to undermine a mother's in fluence, and turn the sweet waters of her children's souls to bitterness. If an offence is serious enough for a blow, it is of eno ugh punished. If you cannot command year own temper, you have no right to punish your child. Wait till you are cool yourself, or you are in no condition " to deal justly " with your child. God will bring you into judg ment as suroly for injustice to him, as to any one else you havo dealing with. No parents can say, " It is my own child, and I can do what I please with him." and his cummand to you is, " Take this ahild and nurse it for mo, and I will giv# thee wa ge»." It is God's child, Any punishment which is administered in a way that simply " provokes your children to wrath," does nothing towards correcting evil habits and tempers. A single act of in justice to a child will do much to alienate the affections and weaken the parent's authority. They will see only oppression afterwards in every act of discipline, even though it be just and reasonable. Perhaps the majority»of parents err on the sido of too frequent punishment. It seems the easiest way of mending matters, it takes so much less time and trouble. But, O mo ther, remember your are sowing for all time, and eternity, too, and can you not afford to take trouble ? It is degrading to the mind to be kept con stantly under the influence of penalties. Re wards are afar more wholesome and powerful stimulant. Lot love be the guiding star in j our nur sery, and you will find it a safe one to steer by. Over the desert waters of life your children's eyes will turn back gratelully to its pure, steady, and gather strength and cheering for all the onward journey.— N. Y. Cronicle. It The Bride. —I know of no sight more charming and touching than that of a young and tender brido in her robes of virgin white, led up trembling to tho altar. When I thus behold a lovely girl in the tenderness of her years forsaken the houso of her father and tho home of her childhood—and with the implicit confidence nnd the self-abandonment which be long to woman, give up all the world for the man of her choice ; when I hear her in the old language of the ritual, yielding herself to him " for hotter or worse, for richer or poorer, iu sickness and in health, to love, honor and obey, tiB death do us part," it brings to mind the beautiful and affecting devotion of Kuth : —" Whither thou goest I will go, and where thou lodgest I will lodge—thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God." Wife and IIdsdand Alphabetically.— A wifo should be amiable, benevolent, chari table, domestic, economical, forgiving, gener ous, honest, industrious, judicious, kind, lov ing, modest, pleasant, quiet, reflecting, Buber, tender, urbnno, virtuous, wise exemplary, yielding and zealous. A husband should be likewise ; but, says an old maid contributor, a good many of them, alphabetically and uniformily, are absurd, base, captious, depraved, exasperating, false, gloomy, heuthenish, ignorant jealous, knap pish, lazy, mean, negligent, obdurate, profli gate, quarrelsome, rash, selfish, tantalizing, ugly, vexing, whimsical, xercatiug,, yawning, and so forth, ! Ehe limner ' '» Jeiwrtment. 4 Curious facts in cuttim timber. —Cut timber from the middle of btpteniber to the middle of December, and you cannot get a worm into it. October and November are perhaps the best months, an^. sure to avoid tho worms. You cut from March to June, and you cannot save the timber from ulornis or borers. May used to be called "peeling time" in my boyhood ; much was then done in procuring hark for tanneries, wken the sap is up in tho trunk and all tho press arè full of sap ; whereas in October these pott^liro all empty —then is the time to cut, and there will be no worms. | When you see a* ox-bow with the bark tight, there are no worms, io powderpost, and you cannot seperate it tom the wood, and what is true in one kind! is true in all kinds of timber, and every knd has its pecu liar kind of worm. The pinepas, I believe, the largest worms ; and the» worms work for many years. I have found them alive and at work va whito oak sp had been in my garret over] twelve years, and they were much larger? than at first; they do not stop in the sap, but continue into the solid part. I do not tliink of buying timber unless it is out in the time above al luded to. I have wondered that there has not been more said on this subject, as it is one of great importance, even for firewood, and es pecially for ship-building, &c. Road-Making. —The following hints upon this subject we find as worthy of considera tion ; and as many devote some of the fall to repairing and making roads, we give them for the benefit of farmers and others :— In road-making, one great requisite is the ready and total removal of all water. There cannot be a good road, where water stands by the side of or on it. If the ditches have no ready outlet, the road bed will soak up the moisture more or less by capillary at traction, and thus remain rutted and mud dy. It is vain t© think of l iving a good road on a subsoil filled with stagnant water, Even on side hills, if water rèhiains on the upper sido, it will injuré the road by pass ing under. Provide then, A" possible, for the thorough drainage ronds.^ either by surfac» or covered dS©.- -viwML. iheh that the road bed is evenly and slightly sounded, so that the water can readily find its way to the draius. If tho soil is clayey or loamy, give it a few inches of gravel or oven coarse sand, and you will havo a lino and «pleasant passage-way. If the soil is sandy, it needs an additiop of clay to cor rect it, and this will correct it so that good roads may be bad over the lightest sandy soils. Treatment of Kicking Cows. — J. C., of Norfolk, Cfc., says, in a letter to the Agricul turist :■— "The following treatment, which I have tried for some years, has never failed to stop the evil. Put a strap round tho cow just in front of th® bag, and buckle it rather tight. If the cow r tries te kick, draw the strap a little tighter. She will never get used to it, and it never does any injury.— She will keep on eating as usual, but has no inclination to lift her feet, even to walk about." This may answer the purpose ; the experi ment is easily tried. "In witness whereof, we hereby testify to having tried the above, successfully' years ago, upon a three-year old heifer. It is a* suro 'pop' every time.' N. II. Journal of Agriculture . We tried it this lull i heifer, and 3t *v chusclts Plough that I knew a twe-year old ik harm. — Maasa -See that nothing Prefarg foi romains expo. 1 1 i .aires protection.— It is but a few no un i t werk to cover your rosa Itpshe-. and other things similar, and the difference between covering and full ex posure may bo that ono will have tho finest display, while tha other will fuis'ish only a few straggling flowers. If no proteetion is actually needed from frost, the Covering will bebenefieialif of manure, as the top-dressing especially on light soils, is ouc of tho best methods of applying manure. Curing Breaciiy Horsf.s. —A correspond ent of tho Iowa Homestead was riding with a friend, and observed that one of the horses had a hole in each oar. On enquiring the cause, ho learned that it was to keep the horse from jumping. "Why," said he, "a horse don't jump with his ears." "You arc mistaken," replied his friend, "a horse jumps as much with his ears as with his legs, and unless he can havo the free use of his cars he cannot jump." He ties the two ears togothcr, and has no more trouble with the horse. Wo give this for what it is worth. Dibn't steal the turkeys. —A story is told of Dick, adarkie in Kentucky, who was a notorious thief, so villainous in this respect that all the thefts in the neighborhood were charged to him. On ono occaidon, Mr. Jones an adjoining neighbor of Dick's master, call ed and said that Dick must be Bold out of the country, for he had stolen all his (Mr. Jones,) turkeys. Dick's master could not think so. The two, however, went into the field where Dick was at work, and accused him of the theft. 'You stole Mr. Jones' turkeys,' said the master. 'No, I din't massa,' responded Dick. The master persisted. 'Well,' at length, said Dick, T tell you, massa, I didn't steal them turkeys ; but laßt night when I went across Mr. Jones' pasture, I saw one of your rails on do fense, so I brought home do rail, and confound it, when Î come to look, dere was nine turkeys on de rail.' so as to ' of to to to fatten Hints for tiie Season. —Push ing your hogs before extreme cold weather.— Keep their pens well supplied with cold wa ter, and with plenty of leaves, weeds, struw, muck, etc., for making manure. Strawberry beds may still be made. Co ver both new and old beds before hard freez ing. Forest leaves make an excellent cover ing, straw is generally used. Commence to feed cattle with stalks or fodder before the pasture is entirely bare. Jerusalem Artichokes. —If you have a patch of Jerusalem artichokes on your prem ises, cut some of tho stalks and give them to your pig or cow, and see how readily they will eat them. ^tijsrrHanro wsi. Conretpondence of th» Union. Letter From Milton, Milton, Del., Deo. 1863. Dear Union: The sun rises, and the sun goes down, night comes, the stars gleam on the ramparts of Heaven, palo at the fires of morn, and day comes and goes again, forever and ever, here in Milton. It is said tho stygian waters cir cle Hades nine times, but certainly tho un changing flood of Time rolls a continual ebb in one round about this place, on which day and night arc tho only ever returning voy agers. This is one of those towns that go with easy paces toward the zenith ; which is a sign, I suppose, that it will surely reach it, for you remember, slow but sure—the more haste the less speed, and many others to the same ef fect ; but I'll not make a sanclio Pawsa of my self by repeating them, and so fall under the Quizotic displeasure of your honorable self.— All things move so gently liore, that, that Greek Philosopher who slumbered fifty years, jnigh.f wake up unir start bkNfc* were left unfinished, and not know of his long sleep, but by the number of graves and the whiteness of his locks, all things .pise would be unchanged. That's a matter of opinion, however. But of these things, more anon. This is night; darkness has long fallen o'er tho earth ; the million hum of Milton's twenty stores is stilled ; tho laughter and the violin of the Hotel is silent, the Inquirer is read no mor® in tho Post Offico, the men who have saved the Country and made fortunes ten times since sundown, slumber peacefully after their patriotic works, and the last candle has flickered away into obscurity. The steeple of the Academy looms darkly among tho still shadows, a solitary sentinel over the ship-tim ber that sleeps in the play-ground below.— The watch-dog, at slow, clock-life intervals, behowls the rising sun, whose silvery flood streams wide upon the ripples of the ebbing Broadkiln, and gleams soltly on the sombre cedars that line its banks. Away off in the moaning pines the solitary owl breaks the dcop silence, and the dark arches of the wood land re-echo the hoarse sound. There is a weird spell upon the waters and and the stars brood deep mystery. Through the chill air comes a rustling of wings, and a dark form alights by my side ; ho hands me a magical telescope, and signs for me to look through it. I obey. Milton is Milton no longer; tho streets widen into broad pave ments, down which the moon light is swallow ed in tho glare of innumerable lamps; the houses swell into lefty palaces ; strains of mu sic float upon the air, and the wound of dan cing and revelry mingles with the strains; the rattle of the cars, and the shriek of the whistle, and the whirl of carriages ia heard ; a great bridge spans tho Broadkiln, wh®so waters flow darkling below, and a great city, at ono glance, bursts full upon the view. It is the future of Milton, or a burlesque. I turn to the sable form by my sido for an an swer, but Chanticleer heralds lustily the word, and the figure by my side molts away into the air, but ere he be entirely gone, he shouts demonically from a gibberish mouth, that I have looked through the wrong end of the glass. But perhaps tho charms of Aurora had stolon away his senses. Let us lull ourselves with that belief—while I remain respectfully. SCIUBLERUS. the land, d General Gantt. —Prentice, of tho Louis ville Journal, gives General Gantt, who bps come over to the Union cause, the following character: We first knew Mr. Gantt as a poet. Al though his profession was the law, he sent us many poetical productions many years from Arkadolpuia, Arkansas, lie was < cd to Congress at the last Congressional elec tion in that State, and, up to the breaking out of tho rebellion, he was a Union man. He soon afterwards went into tho rebel army, and in the course of his military experience, was twice taken prisoner, lie has seen and heard a great deal on both sides, and has sense enough to understand and appreciate what he sees and hears. He is an intelligent, able, aud brave man with just pretension to some gonius. He is now within the Föderal lines in Arkansas. ago elect The Courwe of* tlio Adiiiiuistration Count if ulioual. From the capital speech of Judge Kelley, delivered before the Women's Loyal National League of New York, on Saturday evening, we make the following extracts : If we looked at the course of the Adminis tration, we should find that it had acted strictly within constitutional limits. There were two attitudes which tho rebel might bo considered as maintaining in relation to the Goverment. First, they wero insurgents ; and secondly, they were alien enemies. All that Admistration had done had been sanc tioned by the courts, lie alluded to various opinions, among them that of Judge Grier who.delivered the great opinion of the supreme Court, and had decided that the rob'els were alien enemies. If we secured freedom to every one who wore the human form, we should be doubly faithful to all tho provisions of tho Constitution. [Appluuse.] See to it, when the war is over, that the citizen of Massachusetts, whether his hair be read and struggling, or black and twisted, may walk freely in tho streets of Charleston, South Corolina. [Ap plause.] It was our duty to maintain tho Constitution of the United States, but not to restore the Union as it was. [Applause.] Ho would bo a madman who would undertake to restore Bomba to the throne of &aplos, or to recall Mario Antoinette to bo Queen of France ; but not more of a madman would he be than that most obtuse of Bourbons, the Postmaster General, when he strives to bring tho power of the Govsrment to the work of restoring the Union as it was. [Ap plause.] Who should induce tho people of Maryland to reverse their recaut decisions and submit the Govermout of that State to sixteen thousand slaveholders fully eight thousand of whom have proclaimed them selves in favor of emancipation ? Who would ask the people of West Virginia to destroy tho Constitution they elaborated wit h so much labor devote themsetvs to regaining the slaves they have enfranchised, and permit the oligarchs of Old Virginia to rule them as for years they have ruled them—in the fu8hon in which Russia ruled Poland or England ruled Ireland in the earlier days ? [Applause.] Who would ask the people of Missouri, who have just elected to the Senate Lloyd Garrisou of the Southwest, B. Uratz Brown, [Applause] to'* reinstall slavery to it.s power in that State? Who would induce th j Free 'State' men of Lguimuuu, now numbering over sixty-five ufliliated associa tions, bound not only by written pledge, but by open oath, to oppose slavery in every form and in every part of the State—who would in duce them to strive to subject themselves and the future people of Louisiana to the Consti tution of 1812, which puts that State, as the Government of Maryland was, in the hands of sixteen thousand slaveholders ? Let there be a Union of sister States, owing allegiance to the Government of the United States, and that alone as supreme and rightly sovereign. [Applause.] Then should wc have maintain ed the Constitution; then should wc have maintained the Union—a Union bound to gether by tho Constitution which bound *-to gether the original thirteen States. [Ap plause.] The slaveholders of Maryland—he could speak from personal experience—gave as cordial a reception to-day to anti-slavery sentiment as the old Anti-Slavery Society has done at any time within the last thirty years. [Applause.] They were eager to hear the subject discussed. They had made up their, minds that they would dam up tho magnifi cent water-power they have permitted to run to waste, and let their negroes run instead.— [Applause;] The President of the United States, speaking to him in regard to the revo cation of the emancipation proclamation, had said, " Suppose I had given a demi of my plrco in Springfield, having received equiva lent therefore, could I recall that deed, and retake it into my own possession? Just us impossible would it be for me to revoke this deed of emancipation." [Applause.] And he had heard him say substantially the same thing in several instances. Hence, it seemed to the speaker, that tho emancipation of slavery was not tho great duty of the hour. ed or the you ing in tho of they his 7 and a had !>■•» I the and that the ly can cd is he of Wit, Wisdom, «ml iimuor, Tqe Soaued Horn.— Cliaplaiu Gladdis said, at the commencement of his speech, that even preachers might get mad under certain circumstances. He illustrated this by saw rating tho following : At camp-meeting ouce, an old brother was d etuiled to bring some sinners to the altar of juuding a horn. During who " the ly repentance by temporary absence from his post of duty, an uuregenerated person tilled the horn with soft When tho brother came back to rc soap. sumo the voeu tiun of Gabriel, he discovered the trick that had been played upon him.— baid lie: "I havo been a member of the church forty-five years, and a minister of the gospel for thirty-five. I have never sworn an oath in my life, but d-n me if I don't whip the man that souped my horn. Pretty soou tho altar was crowded with mourners, and the spirit's influence was mani festing itself very satisfactorily, except in one heart that seemed very stubborn. The pro prietor of the horn approached this obdurate case, and asked him how ho folt. The poor sinner couldn't feel his sins forgiven, aud he knew there was no use iu his petitioning to the Throne of Grace. Ho had committed who tail eat, „r panlonable sin, he said. " Ah," said the preacher, "the blood of Christ eleanseth from all sin." an un y She Weekly Wuian. ■*■ I». M'OÜIOAN, Bdltor. PUBLIIHID KTKHT F RIDAT MORNING AT O»»ry«town, Dtlutcari. TERMS OF ADVERTISING : One Square, (10 lines or less) Oxh Squakh twUe mueried er fcjro s^iuu-om insertion, $0 4i • TO Two Square«, eae month, " " »ix moaths, 2 50 - IS 00 2 » 00 one year, Largor advertisments filling one-fourth, a wholo column will be taken at -half, . throe-fourths lower rates, and must be made the subject of special arrangement. " All except the one I've committed," said the sinner. "What can it be, brother—is it murder, arson, rape, or adultery ?" "Worse than that," sobbed the unconvert ed one. The minister looked at his stony hearted subjoct a moment, and then, suiting tho ac tion to the word, said, hold my coat ? Here is tho damned rascal that soaped my horn." The preached whip ped the sinner, who, soon after receiving tho punishment, became thoroughly converted. "Will some brother Questions all Around. —One of the best have heard for some time, says a things cotemporary, fell under our observation a day or two since : Our friend Sam Jones wanted a servant girl in his family, and pushed for an intelli office and made known his wants to the gence proprietor. Says Sam : "Havo you any first rate, tip-top servant girls for the kitchen ? IVant one mind her own business and attend to her that can work." "Oh, yes," said the proprietor, "any quan tity—let me show you one." Sam is at once introduced to a daughter of the Emerald Isle, and is greeted with : "And does yo want a earvant?" "Yes," says Sam. "How many hov yer iu family ? ' Sam answered. "And hev yer hot and cold water ?" Sam answers again. "How many children hev yer, and do yer Is tho make your girl's wash Sunday* ? church fur away ?" All theso questions with abuut fifty more, to take tho when he thought it about time laboring oar himsolf. "You look," says Sam, "liko a pretty uteo girl, hut I want to ask you one question : Do you play the piano?" "No. " Then," says Sam, very blandly, " J (lU won't answer my turn." And away went the astonished Celt, feel ing that sho for once had caught a 1 after. Style of Book Keeping. —An old Queer gentleman, whose father attended more to teaching his son the method» of accumulating riches than knowledge, lived some time ^ ago in a town in one of tho Eastern States. From sjrpticalion aud Industry ho had nwaMsea ^_ property of about twenty thousand dollars; although not ahlo either to read or write, ho hired a clerk, but had always been tho habit of keeping his own books. He had invented some few characters for the purpose of conveying hie ideas to himself and others ; they wore formed as nearly similar to tho shape of tho article sold, as the nature of cir cumstances would admit. One day a cus tomer called on him for the purpose of setliug his account; the book of Rtrcoylyjthica handed down, and our merchant commenced 7 ith "such a time you hud a gallon of rum, and such a time a pound of tea—suoh a timo a gallon of molasses, and such cheese." "Stop there," says the customer, "I never had a cheese from you, or any other person— !>■•» ■ r a time a I make my own cheese." "You certainly must have had it," said the merchant, "it's down in my book." The other denied ever buying anthing of the kind. After a sufficient number of pros and cons, upon recollection, he informed Jiim that he believed ho had purchased a, grind stone about that time. "It's tho very thing," said tho merchant, "and I must havo forgotten to put the hole in the middle ." A Poor invalid man, very muck raduaed, lately read in a musical paper something about "letting Wood." The unhappy, weak ly creature writes to us to know if wo can inform him who lets it," and whether he moderate terms hire some f«r r few can on years. We refer him to the Lancet. The Louisvillo Journal asks : cd man obtains a substitute, and the substi tute is shot when attempting to desert, is the legal status of tho drafted mall. he been killed by proxy, and should his of kiu take out letters of testamentary ?" " If a draft chut lias ext I nf.ver did see such a wind and such a " Aud storm," said aman iu a coffee-room. prnj% sir," said a would-be wit, "since you the wind and the storm, what might saw their color be ?' storm rose," was the ready rejoinder. " Tho wind blew, and tho A Western philosopher writes to a tailor who had failed to get ready his wedding suit: " It was no serious disappointment, only I should have been married if 1 lmd received the goods." That man will never be serious ly disappointed. Eloquence does much for soap, facturer of a shaving preparation says it i "famous for its power to lather, and quailed iu its velvety blandness." L great deal of velvety bland ness, besides, iu whale-oil soap, but it isn't so sweet as some." A manu There is a said the captain of a ship to an " Pat, Irishman, who was a passenger on board, aud who somotimes used to sleep twenty hours iu succession, "how do you contrive to sleep so long?" "How?" cried Pat, "why I pay particular attention to it." " Sammy, didn't I tell you to let that cat's tail alone ?" said a mau to his son, who was endeavoring to elongate a cat's narrative.— "Well, what if you did? It's old Browne eat, aud I'll jank blazes out of it."