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M AYSVILLB, KY., THURSDAY, AUGUST 18, 1864.
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From tlio Louisville Journal.
A Sketch.
BT C. W. ANDERSON.
1 sat beside her bed sido through the nigiit;
The pulses of her life wtrechbi-ig fast,
And ever and anon a crimson flush
Spotted her sunken cheeks, and broken words
fame gho: t-lihc from hr thin t-nd pallid lips,
ghe had been very benulitul. Her eyes,
When their veined lids drew back before some
thoceht
Flitting across the larkness of her brain,
sV,on with the crentle lr.t-tre a of old.
1
O Go.il how my heart tfefcened when sl.o turned ,
Tho- rye- npon me. a::d with a sweet loo, J
llf confident and half acpuiring,KCfemoa
To snv:" You cannot tavenie!" Then the turned
Ilerh.ad np -n her pillow with a tizh,
And a calm resignation, like the il urn
Of heaven, o'erspread her mournful countenance.
Slowly the hours moved on, but she turned not
From that terene po-i'ion. Her faint breath
Cuirre eeulle as st sleeping babe's, and smiles
Wao-Iere I across her features. Once she rcachel
Her bine-veined hand toward mc. I took it
And .'y my burning lip np'n its eM
And jewel.! whitene-0 how C'.-M! The lire
Of that kir.a heart was ahea. nnd the f rm,
So full of beauty once, was n v no muro
The gnnncnt of her swejt aod sainted spirit.
Mary, t'.iou art in heaven, and h?avrn ri. her
That thou art there. Yes, thu art moving now
la company with rn?ls, and sweet s-mi.ca
Are a i-erpetuil morning on thy face.
Tet, Mary, not leo loving is the lone
An 1 broken he.-rt that you have left behind.
Th u nrt not her J. 1 cannot ;-eo thee, near tLef
Ytt fnj fund thonnht- go ever after the
Through the ad.hoirs. They f.dljw thee
thrni'h nil
Thyliappy wan-'erins in the sj.irit land.
1 sie'thce sit beside the crystal htrcuns
And wtlk the flowery vales. I see the soft
Andioviug breezes of that Edci climi
riay.with thy Uowiug hair. Yes, it is parted ;
Upon thy fcrtheud j;i-t as it was here, ;
And'its. glad waves are rolling soft and dark '
Down thy white tLcuMcrs. Mary, thoa artj
happy; j
And yet methink upon thy f.ics homelims
A pensive memory hi's, an 1 t nder niiie
Command g muiir jful on thylovir.g lijs.
C:fcl.TOW, I.xd., 1S04.
lT corresponJent of the Chicago Tribute,.
writina from Ai kwrrth, G oria, says:
"'jMie pcconipaiiviiig song is from a letter of a I
Rou'hf rn "irl o I'i r h ver in Lee's ui my, which
If tHT wiislblain. d from a m:5. c;.j tr.r-1 c n o:ir;
nia'rih tl rotm-ii Northern Alabama. Tho ma-,
teriij- of which th j arcss al.U'led to is made.aie
fltjn and w.-ol, and urc woven on the I. .m 1,
m,HOc".mmnniy.-wn in "
Thek'-rap of u dress endo-ed in the letter as a
sample wa-ot a ar:.y cul-r. with a stripe of cr.-ri-on
umi green q-iite pr-Uy and creihtab'e to the
'mov. whomadeit." .
1 h" lines are -t a fale in.b'.-ation ot the uni-versal.-ei.timrntofthe
'.omen of the Sontn, who,
i.vthe euc-nnifln-me.-.t ihey In.ve ixten Ud to the
s.i 'Jers and th- mcrinoe they have ma.Je. h . ve
Px. re:se.l an influence whR-h has proved 1 the
rreate-t importance to the rebels, and have
-l:Own what can bn accomplished by nmledcfloit
tn the part of the gentler sex:
HOMESPUN DRES S."
Am '-por.nic Bluo Flag."
0 yebl I am a Southern girl, and glory in the
" name,
And bot of i- with far gieater pride than glit
tcrii.c wealth or fame;
1 envy not the Northern gir! hor robes cf beauty
, i, a.-i- y-.t r nnawv neck and !
rare,
bedeck lurliair
i
CHORUS.
IJnrrab! hnrTah! for the sur-ny South eo dear!
Three cheers for the home.-pun drtfcs the South
ern ladies wear.
Thi homespun dr.ssu plain, I know, my batV
I'alraetto, too,
Eat then itbhows what Southern girls for South
ern rights will do.
Ye scorn to wear a dret cf tilk.a bit of North
ern lace.
We make our loniefpnn dresses tip and wear
them with much grace.
Now Northern good, are out of date, and since
Old Abe'd blocLada,
W. Southern g.rls are quite content with poods
i ourselves have made;
We seat tbe brave from cut our land to battle
with the foe, ;
Atid we will lend a helping hand-we love the
bouthyou know.
Our Southern land is a gloriou land, and our a;
jHorK'US cunsc, . , -
Tlien three cheers for the homespun dress and j
' for tLo Southern boy; -
. Ti-itr. but dear
We
ssnt our swe-jineai w - j
girls never mind,
Tle soldier never wiil Jorge u k
hind.
Aioldier is the lad forme-abraveheartladore
And When the sunny Southia free, ana flghung
, is no more,
I then will choose a lover brave from on. that
glorious baud,
She soldier boy that 1 love be,t shall have my
heart and hand.
And Eow ,oa ng men a oid to vou.if you would
win tho fair, .
Go to the Held where honer calls and wm jour
ladies tfccro, ,..,, rnr ihe
Remember that our
brigliteeiEmin-n
true anu Drao, - , . fill
tbt our tears are for tho ono that fills a
l 1 . .
And
JOB CHICKWEED'S COURTSHIP;
OR, HOW HE WAS CUTOUT, AND nowHE CUT IN.
'I tow!' said Joe Chickweod, as he stood
before tbe parlor .mirror, putting the last
touch to hia well oiled hair, 'if I let this
night pass without finding just how I stand
with Melinda Martiu.lheo I'm a fool. The
critter's always acted so pesky skittish,
there's been no getting around herl I like
her," and she knows it, and I'm inclined to
I thirk she likes me; but she likes more than
i . . . . t .
onP strng to ner now, ana i bthi sure oui
sT,efj 6iip me any minute If she could make
ab,tter bergain. May be I'm doing her in
justice, and I hope I am; but she sets some
times 'tarnally like a coquette, nnd t don't
jknow what to make of her. But to-night,
he adoel, filling an immensely nign ana
immensely wide brimmed hit Upon his
I'll
settle the niatter-I'll cross the :
Iiul iron if I get my boo'a full of water.
Melinda haint got a bad spec, I might do
worse most any where else.'
'Do tell if it's come that!' exclaimed old
Mrs. Chick weed, who had entered the room
unnoticed by ber son, in time to bear his
lart sentence. 'Well, I've all along bad a
j rnHon toat you was aiming in that dire:-
t;on.
I T 1 .-. A ,3 fnnt V " n nfa.mlnVnra f
Te sheepisu, but
.. ,hi
.There aint nothing to be ashamed of
j , contiURj tne old lady. 'and vou spoke
the gospel truth when you said you tutgrjt
, do worse elsewhere. M.dinda's nice gl.' ;
i 'Well, said Joe, gaiuing some course '
; from hi mother's manner, 'I'm gl d you j
1 think so, for I'm baunl to make ber njy j
' wife, if' ... i I
If what? asked the old lady.
! V'l,'if everything is favorable.' j
Don't you fe r unything's agin it You j
just do your duty, Joe, aud Mlinda's :
yonrn j
No better farm of its b:zj in tha whola j
coui.trv thac widder Martin's.' uaid Slrs.
'. Cbickweek, in a very emphatic ton. j
Joe !a:ghed anil I -f t tha rom, m-d ma le ,
bis way as expeditious'y as the gloim wmlJ !
I . ' ..... . r . !
tokv.ir.ld tiid rusuencani tue vvi.iow
Mrtin. A ligut was nuruji.g in me iront
room, but the window curtains were down. I
that he c nl I not get a view into tr.
ai-v-irtrnnnt ! ha I) 13e'l aldll ' tUa VlM 119
knocked at tho door, and was admitted
be !
tne widow in person, who, after enquring f
' I
I 1 1 1 .Iiap Ii i j hail
ealMi. nsnreil dim
into the rulor It was Ir? lv occup:vl by I
, ..nrsmis Melinda and 11 'nben Spirks. !
u l rmr. a.-h,t rrpntlv rpiurn-
but; nut . v u ... j
.1.. c...,.flJiir.,m iVinfnrnij an) whoi
.. i';X'".,,n ,irh Psne-ial disfavor bviChickweed said little, but '.ho
as nn'R" " I 1
the voung farther.
Joe was welcomed by the young lady, not
cr. .f.r,ti!lv as formtr"'v. and bv no moir.s
u,-. rr.rrfiallv as Jon thought his dnj. lie !
.-,1 Ur, M. ?njrba in a s.nrt of ikii)'.
' was preeicu t. -j r
i rm.pseeijditi-r way. tna
r ll -! 1 Ill-t 111-!
' warJiv. However, tne conversation tliatj
! followed was nparently airesable to all
, p.ir-ips, and tbe evening wore away, till the
wi 1 -w retired, when Mr. Spark intimate 1 '
tt "...
conversation that
I n l I ' w I trill v'J , mw." I
I .l. . .-. . ..rl.....j ii.: f.ir him to hj ra .
' vil.aje. Melinda at once as- i
serted that it wai eariy, Indeed, and that he
f-bou'd not think of leaving so soon; where
upon Mr. Spark was in-iuced to remain a
while louger, and Mr. Cuickweed was
erretly enraged that Melinda should be so
tak-n up bv the company of a young sprig.
Ca'.ilorni'a became tbe topic of convoca
tion, and ruben Sparks shone brilliantly in
his descriptive ace-jii'.ts ol tun country, aud
what he had done there.
Then vou wem't in the diggings?' irq-iir
ed Joe in retpocse to someihing bis rival
had uttered.
'13y no means," replied Sparks, loftily
I left the diggings to inosn who were usad
to it. I hadn't a"tastn that way."
'0. then you sloped in to.vn.'
Certainly.'
Business, I suppose, first rale out there?'
Yes. A voting man of tulent. will soon
cr."-'" h'm4lf iJ honorab'e employmant.'
Then I 'spect yu must nave uoi.e eiira-
ordinary we
11!' said Joe, in a tone ha in-
tended to be sarcastic.
Oh!' replied the other,
mnanir? way. and winking
laughing in a
an eya at tho
.mm,r h,iir. who aiP"ared to enjv
it ao-
cord'.ngi v 'as i n i""-
: nlain.
T iWinlr 1 imi.roVU.1 mv cniu:e i.
No, I don't complain,
rather idiok i uu.
. t j : i
dv ii means.
'Then why did't vou stay longer? You
were'ut -one but a short tim; you should
have stayed a year or two more, and made
voiirsellindependent.'
-Perha-s I am independent already; I say
wet W ' Of course I can'r tell you the ex-a-t
amount I made-that, I tfaiuk, is quite
UHPPCessary .'
O qui'e.'
Ami perhaps, toi, there ore attractions in
this part of the world as alluriDg as g jld.'
He looked knowingly at Melinda as he
sn. kt? aod gave ber another wink, which
thai yon n Udy seemed to relish, though
she blushed and seemed wonderfully em-
bnrra-sed loi a moment, uuo uuucea
occurred, and didn't at all f.:ncy the course
Bff iirs semed to bave taken. He kuew that
he bbould feel and appear peculiarly savage,
it he remained much longer, and so he hint
ed that it was about time for him to be go-in--
and what served to discourage him
more than aught else. Melinda seemed to
beol the same mind, for she offered no ob
iect:on. So be took his bat aud departed,
with firm cess in his step and bitterness in
his besrt.
'1 doo't like the looks of things at all,' be
muttered to himself, as be walked on
through the nark; "she's altogether too ten
der with that chap. D he has not turned
ber bead then there's a mistake somewhere.
t itnn'i ' btlieve he has b. ought money
eccu-h from California .o buy a rope to
ban Aimseir. He's after tbe widow's farm
, ow". 1 II bet my bai. Yes. sir, be means to
catch Meli id. snd I've been fool enough to
xvait till this time befort earning to a final
Y,oint. But perhaps it aint too Ute yet. be
added, after a few moment's reflection;
may bo she'll cocsent to bave me yet. 1 11
try 'it, 1 vow. I'll 2 over gio to-morrow
and have the thiDg settled. . .
Mrs. Chlckweed was most acxious to learn
next morning from her son tbe result of his
mission to the widow's, but Joe was silent
and pensive, avoiding bis mother's eye, and
keeping away from the house as much as
possible. Late in the evening he dremd
himself in his best suit, and with a look of
determination stamped npon hi? faaturea.be
at once set out to visit the fickle Melinda.
He found her at home and alone.
Hope you spent an agreeable evening
yesterday,' says Joe.after he had passed tbe
usual compliments, and seated himself near
the young lady.
Oh, yes, T did. Mr. Sparks is a very en
tertainfng young man.'
Joe didn't think anything of the kind, bnt
quite to the contrary. At length be turned
to the voung ladv and spoke:
'I came' here last evening.' he said, 'with j
tha intention of speaking to you on a par-
ticular suhject.but I found you engaged that
I determined to call again to-night, aud so
s.o
;Here you are,' said Melinda, smiling at
bis embarrassment.
'Yes, here I am. And now that I am
here, I'll tell you what I have come for.
You know I lovo you, and now I wisih you
to tell me if yoa really love me in return,
and if I may hope to make you my wife.
Will you marry me?'
Joe baviug arrived at this Important ques
tion, looked app,ilinglv into her face, and
awaited her reply. She colored slightly,
and bant ber head to the ground.
'You are quite right.' snid she, 'in sup
posing that you are not indifferent to me,
tor I regard you very highly. But I cannot
very well mrry you!'
'And why can't you? I'd lik to know
what's to h'nder your marrying me if you
think enough of me?
'I'm engiged to another?
Joe turned pale.
'Spark!' tie criod. 'Blast him, I know
what he was a'ter. Hi's a cheatin' villain!'
replied Joe indignantly.
'You don't know anything or tne kinl!'
'It's vou
that don't know; but you will
before long: you've ben deceived, and I
aiut afrai I to say s,' continued he snatch
in ii n b;j bat- ' Tfa tliA mnriav b nrrfnil
-- - ,r , ,
hava got that's lost me a wife; but when
J "u - "J .'" -' j"-
I won't
re ante.
rushed from the house a ho uttered
He
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interrogated bv hras to tho luck ha had '
m with. U told hr ail, and .ittla con- I
d'l'ence was she able to offjr him in return. ,
,
r or two or throe
lavs following, Joe
i'lt muih .
One morning ho met his mother with a
:-m'ding face and a sort of triumph in bis
look. Tho old lady was somawhat sur
prise! at the su.Meu cuanga la tier son's.
manner,
the
1 "' '
matter now,
gjiug crazy ;
J1" - wm ms, uupjuu a.u,
what your
O, I've got it all arrangal at last I'vo
ot 'em now.
Who' what?
O. it's all right, said Joe, laughingly;
-I -I t fix the sneaking critter!
'P.nt how how, Jo? Cin't you speak
cut?
Weil, now, I'll toll you all about it, be
gan Joe, assuming a mora serious tone.
'You know the widder his always favored
my keeping company with Melinda.
Weli?
'And I do believe she is desperately down
on that fellow Sparks coming into her
lamilv.
'Yes
'In thBt case she wouldn't likely very wil
lingly let ber property go into his band.
But 'ording to tho will of old Mr. Mar
tin, the property aint to go ont of her hands
till she is deal.
'Just so but Sparks would have all the
benefit. And now I'm coming to the point
it's just wbera I'm going to lloor Sparks.'
. Well, do let ro.3 hear!
The widow Martin herself aint a bad
looking woman!' Joe remarke I in a sort of
a mysterious tone of voice, glaacing at his
moi her's face.
No bu' what's that got to do with the
matter? replied tho old lady very impatient
ly. And she ain't very old neither, continued
he. with the s-me ir.
Why she can't be more than forty.
So I should think; and 6he has a good
chancJ of living forty more.
Well, aud what of thai?
Just this, s. id Joe, leaning 07er to catch
his mother's ear, I'll marry the wi Ider!
Joe was as good as his word, lie sought
the widow, and made his proposal. She
was mora astonished than she know how to
express, but was more gratified thaa aston
ished.
The evening before the nuptialsof Sparks
and Melinda, the preparations for the cere
mony on the ensuing evening were com
pleted. When darkoess fairly set in, and
Melinda was so occupied with the company
and conversation of her soon to-be-husband
as to be completely oblivious to all else. Mrs.
Martin cautiously left the bouse, and meet
ing Joe near at hind, she hastened with
him to the residence of the Chickweeds.
Tbe minister, who had been duly admonish
ed to 3ecrecy was in attendance, and in less
than half an hour thereafter. Joe was a mar
ried man.
The wedding passed off tbe next day to
the satisfaction of all parties. The affair
took place io the moroing'at the residence
of the bride, and at the hour of noon, all the
guests, with the exceptioo of Joe Chick
weed, departed. Why he remained so long,
it puzzled the newly married pair to sur
mise, as they supposed he would not bo pre
sent at all. Joe took it very easily, however,
and seemed quite unemba-rassed by the oc
casional bantering of the happy Sparks.
I 'spose, said Joe, addressing himself to
the newly made husband, as they were as
sembled in tbe parlor together I 'spose
you'll take up your residenoe in the village
right away buy you a nice bouse and live
fashionably!
O, do! replied Sparks, don't know os I
shall. " v
What! well, now, I calcMate you don't
have any idea of nettling on a farm? You
ain't used to that work yoa know.
Don't know but I may, said 3parks, as
suming a careless air and tone; coming on
warm weather you know, and HviDgio town
is a bore. Yes, think I shall try country
life for a while; I ain't in the best of health,
and a farm life may improve me.
Well, responded Joe, deliberately, can't
say that I'm sorry you're going to stay with
us. I think myself that it would be to your
benefit to work on a farm for a while; ind
we'll try to make It as comfortable for you
e's we can!
Mr. Sparks looked at him; then they
looked at each other and laughed.
No doubt, remarked Mr. Sparks, vou'll
make a verv agreeable neighbor verv
agreeable indeed
We'll be nparer than neighbors a good
sight of course we will, said Joe, glancing!
with a look of intelligence toward the
former widow.
Again Mr. and Mrs. Spark glanced at
each o'.her, hut thi3 time they didn't laugh.
Whut do you mean? they asked simulta
neously. O, excuse me; I forgot that you didn't
know what had transpired. The fact is, the
widow and myself, taking a mutual liking
to each other, were mrried last night!
We would have invited you to the wedding,
but we knew you were so busily engaged
What! married? cried Mr. Sparks, spring
ing to his feet, while a lock of horror over
spread his features. His wite sat pale as a
ghost, utterly unible to speak a word.
Certainly, married, said Joe coolly.
Is this so? he erquired, turning to the
lae widow.
You may rely upon all he says, she re
plied.
Then I'vo been swindled, imposed upon,
and deceive 1! And you kuew of this alio,
aud led mo on! be continued in a violent
lono, addressing his wife.
No it's cot so! exel imed Mellnda.burst-
ing into tears; I knew nothing of it and
thought you married ms for myself, and not
lor my money you pretended to have
plenty of th it yourself.
Kaubeu Sparks smiled a sickly and scorn
ful smile.
It's as I thought; bis money's so deep in
the bank that he'll never ba able to dig it
out, remarked Joe.
V
uu
scheming rascal! gisped Sparks,
,-.l
as if it would bd pleasure to eat
h:m entirely up, holy and bonos.
O, lire away! it don't hurt any;
and I've
got a long lease on she farm
You scouudra!!
And the horses, and the steers
O, you miserable cheat!
Aud fixens generally
Fool! And moreover, continned Joe, assuming
a mora sober and sterner tone, and grasping
Sparks by tho collar as he spoke; among
other things I've got a worl or two of ad
vice for you. You married Melinda in tho
expectation of steppiug into a snug little
property, palming yourself off as a man of
means to accomplish your end. You are
the real schemer, but your part of the
schema has failed. Take my advice and it
will be well with yoc; use your wife as you
know you should g to work like a man
and strive to be an honest one. And finally,
don't let ma hear you make use of such ex
pressions as you just now bestowed oa me
or I'll thrash you within an inch of your
life! Remember, added Joe, giviDg him a
shake a3 a terrier would a rat, you're my
son now, 'cording to law, and you must
have a slight show of respect for your father!
Eauben Sparks seemed to come at once
to bis senses, and a'ter a little reflection
concluded that the advice he had received
was, upon th9 whole, the best he could act
upon; and for many a year thereafter Joe
Chickweed looked upon him as a most
valuable assistant.
Doctor's Visits,
It is net only for the sick man, but the
sick man's friend, that the doctor comes.
His presence is often as good for them as
for the patient, and they long for him yet
more eaaerly. How we have all watched
after him! What an emotion the thrill of
his carriage wheels, in the strett. and at
length at the door has made us feel! How,
we hang upon his words, and what a comfort
we get Ircm a smile or two, if we can
vouchsafe that sunshine to lighten I Who
hasn't seen the mother prying into his face
to know if there is hope for the sick infant,
that cannot speak, and that lies yonder, its
little frame battling with fever? Ah, how
she looks into his eyes! What thanks if
there is liiiht thre. what grief aod pain if
he casts them down and dare not say 'hope.'
Oris it the house-father that is stricken.
Tbe terrified wife looks on, while the phy
sician feols his patieut's wrist, smothering
ber agonies as tbe children have boen cal
led upon to stay their plays and their talk!
Over the patient in the teyer, tne wite ex
nectant. the children unconscious, the doc
tor stands as if he were fate, the dispenser of
life and death; he must let the patient off
this time; the woman prays so tor his re
spite! One cau fancy how awful the re-
sDonsibility must oe to a conscientious man;
bow cruel the feeling that he has given the
wron1 remedy, or that it might have been
vossiblo to do better; how harassing the
sympathy with survivors, if the case is un
fortunate" how great the delight of victory.
To Prevent Flies fkom Teasino Hou
ses. Take two or thee small handfuls of
walnut leaves, npon which pour two or three
quarts of soft cold water: let it infuse one
night, and pour the whole next morning in
to a kettla, and let it Dowrora quarter oi
an dour, w Den coia k win oe m lor use.
No more is required than to wet a sponge,
and let those parts which are most initated
besmeared over with the liquor, vii., the
flank, etc Not only the lady or gentleman
who rides out for pleasure will derive a
benefit from the leaves thus prepared, but
the will derive a coachman, the wagoner,
and all others who use horses during the
hot mouths.
A smile may be bright when the heart is
sad. The rainbow may bo beautiful in the
air, while beneath is the moaning sea.
. An Unsociable Bedfellow.
A few months since a sou of Erin called
about eight o'clock one evening, at a coun
try inn in tbe western part of Pennsylvania
and demanded lodgings for tbe night.
It was evident from bisappearence an ac
tions that he and liquor had been jolly good
companions throughout tbe day. Tbe land
lord was a lazy.good-natursd soul, aod bad
imbibed father freely himself. "If I give
you a light, and tell you where the room is
can you find the place?" said tbe landlord.
Ucb, and it's meself that can do that
most illegintlv. Just show me tbe way,
and I'll find it as aisy as the Holy Virgin
showers down blessings upon tbe sinful.'
rejoined the Irishman.
Tbe directions were given him and also
a candle. lie was directed to a room on the
second floor of the bouse. By the time be
had reached the top of the stairs his light
had become extinguished, and be had for
gotten in what direction he was to go.
Seeing ravs of light issue from n room, tbe
door of which stood lightly ajar, he recon
noitered the inside of the room, and found
it to contain a bed in which laid a man.and
a stand with a small lighted lamp upon it.
Feeling disclined to make any further
search for tbe room to which he bad been
directed, he divested himself of bis clothes
and quietly crept into bed.
He bad been in bed but a few minutes
when a young lady and gentleman entered
the room. The Irishman eyed them close
ly. They seated themselves on the chairs
in close proximity to each other, and after
chatting for a short time the young man
threw his arm around ber waist in a very
cousinly manner, and imprinted a kiss upon
ber tempting lips. The scene amused the
Irishman vastly, and, being free from sel
fishness, he concluded that his sleeping com
panion should bo a participant in the enjoy
meat of the scene, aad nudged him without
causing him to stir. He put bis hand upon
him, aud found that he was tightly locked
in the embracajof death. Simultaneous
ly with this discovery, be bounded oat of
bed, exclaiming:
"Murtber, murther! Howly saints of Hiv
en protect me!"
lie had scarcely touched the floor with his
feet before the young lady and gentleman
were making rapid strides toward the stair
way, terror bsing depicted on their counte
nances. They had just reached the top of the stairs
when the Irishman came dashing along as
though the floods of Erebus were close at
his heels, iutent on making him their prey,
and the whole three went tumbling down
the stairs, and it is hard to determine which
of the three reached the foot of tba stairs
first.
Tbe landlord stood aghast as the Irishman
rushed into the bar room, with nothing be
tween him and nudity but a garment vul
garly called a shirt, tbe hair on bis head
standing npon end, his eyeballs ready to
start from their sockets, and he gasping for
breath.
It was a sight that would bave made any
man laugh who had worn a vinegar face
from the time of his birth. Nothing could
induce him to seek a bed thatgnight again.
When the young lady and gentleman
found that it was not the corpse who had
so uuseremoniously bounded from the bed
tbiy returoed to the room (they being the
watchers for that Dight), and doubtless com
menced their courting at the point where it
was so suddenly broken off.
From the Metropolitan Record.
Greenbacks in Canada.
Up in Canada the people will not take
greenbacks at any price. They consider it
the poorest kind of money afloat. The
brokers buy it at twenty-five or thirty cent3
on the dollar, but tbe people will not take
it at all. Same little while ago an auction
eer in Lower Canada bad a aog to sell.
Now, gentleman, how much shall we
have for the hog? Ten dollars? Nine dol
lars? Eight dollars? Come now, let us
have a bid, gentlemen. Anything you
please. Shall I say Eva dollars? Four?
Three? Two dollars? Two dollars? Not
a bid? Why this is astonishing. I shall
have to kill (he animal and sell it in parts.
The owner is obliged to sell, and wants
money the very worst kind. Did I bear a
bid? Oh, thank you, sir; one dollar, then,
Going, at a dollar , dollar, dollar? Did I
understand you to bid for half tbe hog, sir?
No sir, said tbe bidder, I want to go tbe
whole hog?
Very well, then, gentlemen, we will sell
tbe whole hog. Going at a dollar; going;
going gone I
The man handed up a greenback dollar,
and prepared to carry away his hog.
Hallo ! cried the auctioneer, examining
the note; hallo! there. Stop that man! 1
can't take this money sir.
Why not? asked the lucky bidder.
Because it ain't good for anything, re
pled the auctioneer.
That's of no consequence, said tbe man.
driving off his hog. Yyo said you wanted
money the very worst hind, and I am sure
you can't get anything worse than s green
back! A Swordfish's Poweb. The splendid
ship Donald McKay was recently docked in
London to undergo repairs. On examiug
her bottom, the horn of a swordfish was
found sticking outside of her copper. It
had pierced four and a half inches through
a plank and bad brought up against a tim
ber outside, when it was no doubt broken off
from its socket in the head of the fish.
Somejidea may be frmed of the great pow
er of the fish and the sharpness of its sword
or horn, from this fact. Many similar in
stances bave been recorded during tne past
fifty years. No doubt several ves3els bave
been lost, where the sword has pierced
through the plauking and been withdrawn
again, for it does not follow that it has bro
ken off in every case, and thus blocked tbe
ODeBinc like a treenail. In old or tin plank
io the sworld would make a hole large
and open enough to admit of its being
withdrawn by a sudden jerk of tbis pow
erful fish.
Why are chickens' necks like door bells?
Because they are often wrung for company.
The World arid Capt. Semmea.
.Tbe New York World declaims against
Capt. Semmes with a violence of abuse as
migbt tempt its readers to suppose that Its
language was inspired by personal ranoor.
If such be not the case, we would whisper,
in the spirit of all kindliness into the ear of
the World, that palpable calmness injurs
their retainer, not the object of their mal
evolence, and that vulgar vituperation is not
convincing eloquence.
The World seemingly writhing at an effort
at abuse, bedaubs Semmes with the coarseV
epithets of brigand, freebooter, pirate and
cut-throat, all of which titles tbe editor
knows to be as little applicable toi Semmes
as to the virulent writer himself.
He knows that the Alabama was a legal
cruiser. Tbe Confederate States being
recognized as belligerents had as much,
right to commissian a lawful cfuiser to b .
protected, as sucb, by the laws of nations,'
as to bring soldiers into the field. Tbe Ala
bama was, it is acknowledged, regularly
commissioned. But says some wiseaorey
the Alabama was never in a Confederate
port and was manned by foreigners; and
therefore, cannot be regarded as a Confed
erate ship, instead of replying by argu
ment, wo shall answer by precedent. In
our revolutionary war, the Richard was a
French ship, fitted out in a French port;
manned by a foreign crew,' commissioned
by our representative at the French court;
and placed under tbe command of Paul
Jones as an American ship. It never en
tered an American port. . Surely the editor
of the World would not designate the Rich
ard a pirate, or denounce ber commander as'
a freebooter and a cut-throat. .-.
The title of freebooter and robber seeme
to bave been imposed on Semmes because;
in many instances, be burned his prizes.
For tbe justification of his practice there are.
not only precedents.but a continuous line of
practice. ' Nothing has beeu more common
than for the captor to destroy bis prize.whea
he was hopeless of getting ber into a port
where her case might be adjudicated.
There was no port, to which Semmes oould
send his prizes, and consequently perforce
be destroyed many, others he held to a ran
som of doubtful payment.
From vituperation the World ventures on
something like a covert sneer. It says that
the captain after marauding over the seas;
assailing only defenceless merchantmen, was
whipped by the first armed foe he encoun
tered. ; Does the World remember the?
frigate Essex, commanded by tbe most gal
lant spirit that ever brought glory on the
American navy? Well, the indomitable
Porter (we make no comparisons) spent two
years nearly in tbe Pacific, for the purpose
of destroying the British whaling interest lri
that part of tbe world; he had nought to at
tack but unarmed whalers, tbose he cap
tured in succession till none were left. He
was defeated and taken the first time he
encountered an armed force. Here is r?
striking parallel, and yet the World would
hardly have the impudence to sneer at Com.'
Porter for attacking unarmed vessels, and
sometimes even destroying his prizes and
surrendering to the first armed force that
assailed him.
Tbe term cut-throat as applied to Semme9;
is not only confessedly false but is so coarse
that, though it might accord in style with!
the vnlgar rant of Parson Brownlow should
not have appeared in tbe columns of the
World.
The World represents' a man as a harden
ed ruffian, who where known, and be was
well known here,1 has always been regarded
as an exemplary christian, an able scholar;
and a polisbedgentleman. ,.
We are no apologist for Semmes himself
or for the cause which he embraced. While
we condemn the rebellion and its. agents,
we think the reprobation may be expressed,'
without the intervention of lying slang; in!
tbe language of that courteous dignity; be
coming a Democratic Journal. Low abue'
and deliberate misrepresentation We should
leave to the Republican journals.--Wash-ington
Union.
"Hessians!" The Massachusetts papers,
are rejoicing over the arrival at Boston of
six hundred German emigrants, all of whom!
were induced to enlist and thus fill np the
quota of the State. Does the history of our
country contain anything concerning hired
Hessians, who were sent over here by Great
Britain to defeat us in our struggle for inde
pendence? Infamy without measure has
been heaped upon the senders of these mer
cenaries, aod yet the enlightened and civilised
State of Massachusetts is doing the same
thing 'exposing our country to the anim
adversions of future historians. Daytoni
Empire.
Albert Pike's library, wantonly destroyed
bv Lincoln's soldiers, is said to have been!
worth $100,000. There is not. .another
government In the civilized world thai
would permit its solders to destroy or sWtl
books of privates libraries.
Who is for futher prosecution of this" wart?
All who are getting rich ont of it, and as
many fools as there are left alive in the
country., After the experience we have hd
the man who believes in the possibility of
conquering the South is a fool indeed.
Artemua Ward writes to us that he isT
tired of answering the question as to how
many wives Brigham Younghas. He saya"
that all he knows about it is that he one day
used up tbe multiplication table in coun
ting tbe long stockings" on a clothes-line In!
Brigham's backs yard, and went off feeling
dizzy. f
A lady correspondent of the NeW Yorkf
Times suggests' that "patriotic ladies should
unite to furnish a regiment of male subs tl-
tutes for the War .' We think a different
union from that would be more likely to
produce recruits.
A cot'emporary calls Ben. Butler a beast
of tSe field. Of what fielP. Not of tae'
field of battle, surely, for Ben. Boiler WW
never yet caught in'such a place
A. woman is not fit to have a baby wri'c?
doesn't know how to hold it, and this is aff.
trne of a tongue as of a baby
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