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YOL. I. THE INDEPENDENT Is published every SATURDAY MORNING, at San Andreas. Calaveras County, Cal. Office . Corcoran s I ire-proof Stone Building, corner of Maih street and Broadway. GEORGE ARMOR, Publisher. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION.—One year, in variably in advance, $5.00; six months, $3.00 ; three months, $2.00. TERMS OF ADVERTISING—One square of twelve lines, first insertion, $2.50; each sub sequent insertion, $1.25. A liberal discount will be allowed to yearly advertisers. Busi ne.-s ' 'vrcLS; not exccedingfour lines $2.00 per month. S. W. 11 rock way, j Wm. Jeff. Gatewood. Mokclnmne Hift. j San Andreas. BROCKWAY &, GATEWOOD, Attorneys and Counselors at Law, CA LA 1 'ERA S CO If NT Y. ill attend to all business intrusted to their ('lire, in the District Court of the Fifth Judicial District, and in the Supreme Court. s‘27-tf DR. P. (i< )<)DWYN, I*ll YSKCKAIV AXDSIRGEOA. ’Office opposite Benjamin & Co.’s, San Andreas, Calaveras co.. Cal. oct 4, ’oU-tf . DBS. AUSTIN &. RINGO, I I A VK ASS()(MATED themselves in the prac -H lice of Medicine and Surgery. They have also purchased the stock of n Medicines of Dr. Brotlicrton. at his stand in San Andreas, where they intend keeping a general assortment of Drugs and Medicines. St# " Office, Main street. West side, a few doors below Odd Fellows’ Hall. oct 4-tf s. GUTH m eT News Dealer, Post-office Building, MOKELI'MNE HILL, alifornia Papers always on hand. At lantic and European Papers and Magazines re ceived by every steamer. sep 24-tf KNICKERBOCKER HALL & BILLIARD SAL< )OX, MALY STREET. ,9*l A' AX ORE AS, fe* 1- Liquors and Cigars of the best quality alwavs on hand. oct. 4, Tffi-tf WM. M. HUFFUM. SHINGLES! SHINGLES!! A\"E AUK RECEIVING DAILY FROM THE y y mountains, a superior quality of SHIN GLES and SHAKES, which we offer for sale at the lowest market price, at our Yard, between the town and the Gold Mill House. SAN ANTONIO DITCH CO. San Andreas. Oct. J. 7»b‘. oct 4-2 m S. 11. MAELETTE, SCRVEVOR AND CIVIL ENGINEER. OF fiee. with Judge Thompson, Centre street, next door to Sturges’ stone building, MOKKLUMNE HILL. Also, at Jackson's News Depot, Jackson, Am ador county. Desiring to resume the practice of my pro fession among my old friends of Calaveras and Amador counties, I respectfully solicit their orders, which will be promptly attended to on reasonable terms. S. If. MAULETTE. ()ct. 4, .‘ffi-hm EMPIRE BAKERY AND RESTAURANT Main ffreet, next door to / N Fdlowi Jlall , ,\j V _ .s' . ix,l.v /> /.’ }■: as. 'ztiLs B. CROWLEY, Proprietor, Takes pleasure in informing his friends and the public in general, that after this date he will keep constantly on hand—Bread, Pics and 'Cake-- in all varieties in the restaurant line. tkT " Mea Is will be ready at all hours at the shortest notice, N. 15.—balls and Parties supplied on short notice, and most reasonable terms. oct4-tf .IKWI L2\» \ Levee street, n fete Doors Dost of the Stage Office S T O r A' T O X. CL D. BOYLE & H. LEWIS, Proprietors. The public generally are invited to give us A call, as we arc at all times prepared to servo them in a superior style with the best the markets afford. .1. I). B. & H. 1.. Hoard b>/ the tceedr. nr menl at prices to suit the times. sept27-mtf FOR SALE. STEAM SAW MILE, known ns the X “El Dorado Mil!,’’ near Cave City, and about eight miles from Wan Andreas. The mill ftftw.. a ie 1 b»cv_vd in a thickly timbered coun try. The engine is sixty horse power, with two .new boilers. The entire machinery is new and rojvplete. —ALSO— Horses. Mules. Wagons Arc.. Ate., with every thing necessary to carry on the business of jlumbering profitably. The entire property enumerated above, or .the one undivided half-—to suit the purchaser —will be disposed of to any one wishing to in vest in said property. The property will he sold for part cash, and .good security will be required for the balance. For particulars enquire of William Irvine. jSan Andres, or on A- K. Hartford,at the mill. HARTFORD Ac IRVINE. San Andreas, July 26. ’56 sept26-tf SPERRY’S HOTEL, AT MURPHY'S CAMP. jTMTHE commodious Fire Proof Building, JL lately erected by the subscribers, at ri 'St, Murphy’s, has been elegantly furnished through out, after .the most approved style, and is uow jj.-e.ady for the reception of guests. Parlors and Mtitcs of rooms for the use of ladies exclusively, and parties visiting the “ Big Trees ” or other natural curiosities in the vicinity. T he management of the domestic department, is confided to Mrs. Perry, a lady of experience. The BAR is stocked with fine Wines and Li quors. and the larder daily supplied with sca le able dolicjicies. 'ages arrive and depart dally for Mokelum- T. Sacramcn‘o, .Stockton. Sonora and Co ne h,^ es of Pleasure and transient guests, d every accommodation for their com- HUi ‘ SPERRY A PERRY. or ,' ,V. An gust 2d, 1856. scnf'J't-t.f Mnrph __ SAN ANDREAS. CALAVERAS COUNTY, CAL., SATURDAY, OCTOBER 25, 1856." The Union. “Now and forever—one, and inseparable.’* Ye would sever the Union—but can ye undo, The relation of brother to brother ? Ye may coldly regard him, and slander him too, i But when sorrow o ertakes him your hearts will be true ■ To the love ye once boro him, when together ye grew. In peace, by the side of your mother. Ye would sever the Union—but can ye untwine The numberless ties that have bound you ? Like the threads of a creeping and delicate vine, They are silently spread, in the rain and the shine, Till, when you would burst them each gossamer line Turns to <; cord and to cable” around you ’ Ye would sever the Union—What! ye who were nursed In the arms of so holy a mother? Would you dare to pronounce her astray and accursed, Who rock’d you to sleep in one cradle at first— Who shielded your head from the storm when it burst, And ne’er gave the charge to another? j Ye would sever the Union—but cun ye forget How your fathers stood shoulder to shoulder? How like one. in privation, their stern hearts were set: How like one. in the conflict, our foemen they met: How like one they were melted by sorrow, and yet, How in danger grew bolder and bolder. Ye would sever the Union —but woe to the day When ye mingle in council no longer. What shall keep rulers from deadly affray? | What love shall he potent the people to sway? Ye will find yourself powerless the torrent to stay. Of hate, and the right of the stronger ! i£ Judge not that ve be not judged.”—Leave unto God The right of condemning your brother! Until like an owner, ye stand on his sod ; ; Until your own feet in his pathway have trod; Until you are scourged, both alike, by the rod. Never dare to pronounce on another. But cherish the Union with heart and with hand. As ye cherish your home and your altar; Through the length and the breadth of our wide-spreading land, j Alone by the eye of Omnipotence spanned, ; Rise up in your strength and the craven with stand. Who dares to dissemble and falter ! Washington’s Last Moments. —Gov. Wise, of Virginia, delivered an oration on the 4th, in which lie thus describes the last moments of the Father of his Coun try : “He died as he had lived, and what a beautiful economy there was in his death! Sot a faculty was impaired—not an error had marred the moral of his life. “At sixty-six, not quite three score years and tee, lie was taken awav, whilst his example was perfect. He took cold, slighted the symptoms, saying, ‘let it go as it came.’ In the morning of the 14th of December, 1700, he felt severe illness ; called in his overseer, Mr. Rawlings, to bleed him. lie was agitated, and Wash ington said to him, ‘ don't be afraid.’ — When about to tie up his arm, he said, with difficulty, ‘ more.’ “After all efforts had failed ho desig nated the paper he meant for his will, then turned to Tobias Lear and said : “‘1 hud 1 am going; my breath can not continue long. 1 believed from the first it would prove fatal. Do you arrange and record all my military letters and pa pers ; arrange my accounts and settle my books, as you know more about them than any one vise ; and let Mr. Rawlings finish recording mv letters which he has begun.’ “ Retween five and six o’clock he said to his physician, Dr. Craik, “1 feel my self going ; you had better nut take any more trouble about me, but let me go off quietly; 1 cannot last long !’ Shortly after, again he said— ‘ Doctor, I die hard, but I am not afraid to go ; 1 believed from ray first attack 1 should not survive it; my breath cannot last long.’ “ About ten o’clock be made several at tempts to speak to Mr. Lear, and at last said, ‘1 am just going. Have mcdcctntly buried, and do not lot ray body be put into the vault in less than two days after I am dead.’ Lear said, ‘I bowed assent. He looked at me again and said, ‘Do you un derstand me?’’ I replied, ‘ Yes, Sir.’ “‘'Tis well,’said he. “ And these were his last words, and it is well his last words were “’Tis well.'— | Just before he expired ho felt his own pulse; his hand fell from his wrist, and George Washington was no more,” Quaker Burial Grounds in Cities. —The Quakers, however, of the old school having a special moral ring fence tosustain them in the right course, make terrible havoc with the affections of the heart, [n their graveyards there are no tomb-slabs or head-stones. All the buried ones rest in the tranquil socialism of the infinite. Xo storied or lying urn —no animated bust— no carved angels, charming offspring of the Greek artistic brain, denounced in the Mosiac canons—tell how the sod-clothed dreamer lived and loved, and how his spirit hopes. Xo ] these old hone yards stuck in the shock and roar of business, are simply so much grass land, where lofty oaks and elms chant a requiem over the dead, despite the war on art, which living they waged.— Cor. A r , Y. Tribune. B&T An old author quaintly remarks:— “Avoid arguments with ladies. In spim oing yarns among silk •>' and satins a man is sure to be worsted and twisted, he may consider himself wound up.” The Fate of the Desperado! So much has been said and published of Tom Bell, that we almost refrain from again referring to the subject: yet the following from the Alta, is so true and may be so useful , that we copy it, if only for the benefit of those whose ambition may have a criminal tendency ; “We have been, at times, in reading the accounts of the deeds of this personage, very much inclined to the belief that he was of a mythical character, or that there were at least a number of desperate men, who, emulous of the fame which he had attained, had assumed his name. But 1 whether this be so-or not, certain that it. is that a highway robber, one of the “Tom Bells,” has been arrested and executed; and whether he be the original Tom or one of his imitators, does not at all detract from the force of the lesson which his fate should teach. Good and evil .effects, arising from the same cause, are so mingled in this world, that in estimating the magnitude of the former we are apt often to forget that of the latter. But when we look around us j and see what is every day and every hour before our eyes, we are led into a train of thought in relation to the evil which has come from the immense discoveries of gold' in California, the eager chase after the butterfly of wealth, the impatience exhibi ted on every hand to grasp it. This dis covery has not only opened to the world a field where honest, honorable labor, prop erly applied, will surely produce, if not absolute wealth, a competency, but it has been the means of making men avaricious, of making them reckless, of making them desperate. This is not necessiarily so. nor does it necessirily follow that men should become so in California; on the contrary, the reverse of the proposition would seem, from our peculiar condition, to be the case, for here where labor and enterprise have a hold before them such as no other coun iry in the world possesses, it would appear that there need be no necessity of resort ing to criminal means to obtain wealth. Men come to California in the hope of speedily becoming rich. Bright visions of big lumps of gold and large quantities of them, to bo gathered without any severe labor, haunt them night and day before they reach here. Here they hope to find a land where the inevitable law of God, that “man shall earn his bread by the sweat of his brow,'’ has been repealed, or at least fora time suspended. They come here with this hope, and it takes but a few, short week to dispel it. They arc disap pointed; their impatient desire for the at tainment of speedy wealth seems to have no prospect of gratification. Temptations arc about them on every hand. They drink and they gamble. They associate with men who, in their Eastern homes, would bo shunned by them as the worst of their kind. They forget the admonition of mothers and sisters given them at parting. They forget the purity of their earlvyouth, the hopes of their riper manhood. They sink lower and lower, till they become thieves, robbers and desperadoes. The confessions of many of the robbers who have been captured and executed, are but the reiteration of this same storv. — Tom Beil, in his last dying words, adds his testimony to the volumes which have gone before it, to the same effect. Will not all this be a warning to our young men? A warning to restrain them from the indul gence in the evil courses which have been the cause of the existence of so many amateur robbers and desperadoes in Cali fornia ? From all we can gather, this man Bell, who has recently met with an ignominious fate, was one of liberal edu cation and good family; one who, probably, on his departure from his home, left with high hopes and good determinations, and a mother’s blessing on him, A mother’s prayers have doubtless often been sent up to Heaven’s throne in behalf of the poor wanderer, and a mother’s hopes have often risen in her heart that she should soon see her son again. How manv mothers are there yet to bo doomed to like disap ment, to like sorsow, from like causes. The “ fate of the desperado” in Cali fornia is becoming a certain one. The people of the interior arc aroused to the necessity of self-protection, and although the robber may at first succeed in eluding their vigilance, their career will, in a ma jority of cases, he as suddeu’y, as unex pectedly ended, as was that of Tom 8011. Let Tom Bell’s admonition be a warning to all who to-day are treading in the path which led him to the gallows. Human GbQRY. —Tho temple of Jeru salem passed away; and of its magnifi ceuee only a lew crumbling, pilgrim-kissed stones remain. The Parthenon, the bright est gem on the zone of the earth, is now a heap of ruins. The Homan Forum is now a cow-market; the Tarpeian Hock a cabbage-garden; and the Palace of the Caesars a rope-walk. The Pyramids them selves—those gigantic memorials of a gi gantic age—are all hastening to decay.— The Tiber, once so celebrated, is a muddy stream; the Ilisus, once so glorious, is choked with weeds; and Olympus, a bleak hill; and the Acropolis forsaken. Lucy Stone recently made a speech, insisting that the election of women as well as men to Congress would improve the Character of that body. We suspect that the habit of “pairing off” would be even more common than if, is now. —Louisville Journal. The Mighty Cedars of California “It is forest, yet nothing that we mean by forest. There is no under-growth, scarcely anywhere a rock ; the surfaces are as beautifully turned as if shaped by a landscape gardener, and dotted all overby myriads of flowers, more delicate, if not more various than any garden ever grew. C; c Moving along these surfaces, rounding over a hill, or galloping through some si lent valley, winding here among the native oaks, casting their round shadows, and among tall pines and cedars, drawingtheir huge conicle shapes on the ground, we seem, in fact, to be riding through some vast park. Indeed, after we had seen this and taken their impression, we think of nothing but to call it the park of the Lord Almighty. The other trees we observed were increasing in size as wo neared the place, till finally, descending gently along a western slope among the files of little giants, we came to the gate of the real giants, emerging into the cleared ground .of the Big .Tree Hotel, between the two sentinels, which are 500 feet high, and stand only far enough apart for the nar row road to ’ pass between. These were the first of the Washington cedars we had seen; it really seemed that we had never seen a tree before. And yet they were only specimens. Close by the house lay the first cut of the Big Tree, par eminence ; the remain ing part, or top, had been split up or re moved. Near this first cut stood the stump, about six feet high, with an arbor mounted on the top, which had been squar ed down for this purpose, the posts of the arbor standing out in the line of the largest circuit at the ground, and the space be tween them and the circuit of the top filled in by a floor of short boards. The diame ter of the top is by measurement twenty five feet one way, and twenty-three and one-half feet the other. The diameter at the ground was thirty-one feet. They are all included in the space of fifty acres, and are only about ninety in number. The ground occupiedis a rich wet bottom, and the foot of the moist northwestern slope adjacent covered also with an undergrowth. And why are they here, Just here, and no where else? This, I confess, is to me the greatest, strangest wonder of all, that no where on the whole earth is there another known example of these Anakims of the forest; ninety seeds alone have been star ted, ninety, and no more. Is there, was ..there no oilier piece of ground but just this in the whole world, that could fitly take the seeds of' such a growth ? Why have they never spread, why has no one seed of the myriads they sprinkle every year on the earth, ever started in any oth er locality? And what a starting it is when such a seed of life begins to grow. Little did that tiny form of matter, about the size of a parsnip seed, and looking more like it than any other, imagine what it was going to do, what feelings to excite when it star ted the first sproutings of the Big Tree! W e measured an enormous sugar pine recently felled. Sixty feet from the ground it was six feet in diameter, and it was two hundred and forty feet high; we measured one of the prostrate giants, and two hun dred and forty feet from the ground it was six teet in diameter! The top was gone, but it could not have been less than three hundred and fifty feet high. And yet this tree was only eighteen feet in diameter where the Big Tree was twenty-five. If the Big Tree were hollowed, one might drive the largest load of hay through it without even a contact. Many of the trees, and all the largest of them that remain, are greatly injured bv tire. Their time is therefore shortened, and long will it be required to bring the smaller ones to their maximum of growth, A man, instigated by the infernal love of money, should have cut down the biggest of them, and skinned the next, one hun dred and twenty feet upwards from the ground (viz., the Mother) that he might show, or sell the bark of her body, both sound as a rock at the heart, and good for a thousand years to come—O, it surpasses all thought! And yet to sec this Giant Mother still growing up as before,bearing fresh foliage, ripening her seeds, and re fusing to die, hiding still her juices, and working her pumps in the deep masses of her barkless body, which the sun of two whole years has not been able to season through, dead as it is, and weather cracked without—it is a sight so grand as almost to compensate for the loss we suffer bv the folly of the human vandal.”— Dr. Bush- NELL. is said that Tom Moore, one night while stopping at an inn in Scotland, w continually troubled by the landlady with the request that he should write her epi taph. Accordingly, at night he gave im promptu as follows: “Good Susan Blake, in royal state, Arrived at last at Heaven's gate — and stopped, promising to finish in the morning. The good lady was in trans ports at this inscription, and treated Mr. Moore with every possible attention. In the morning he was about leaving, when the lady reminded him he had notfinished the epitaph. “That is so,” said he, and immediately added— “ But Peter met her with a club. And knocked her back to Belzebub.” It is said that Mr. Moore’s horses were under motion just as he had finished the last line. > s The Sea Shell.— “ That is the roaroi the ocean which you hear,” said our hos tess as we lifted from the centre-table a beautiful shell and placed it to our ear.— It is true there was a low mumur, like the roar of the far-off seas, rising and falling, I as if borne to the ear upon waves of air ; now clear and distinct as the dash on the j beach, and again, low and tremulous as the dying winds. We closed our eyes and : listened to the murmur of the shell. As we listened we dreamed. We stood ou the beach os it stretched away, the restless ! swell curling with foam, and dashing | wearly upon the sands. Solemn, almost j sad was the murmuring anthem which 1 sobbed on the still air. It is a sublime 1 scone—-the ocean. The throbbing •pulse | of the mighty element beats slowly at yourj feet. Ten thousand fleets have swept over thee in vain, for as far as the eyfe can see, there is not a track where their kfeebnhave! been. It is a trackless waste. Not even a cross is seen to mark the spot where crime has been. There are no monuments where thousands have been laid down in the yielding waves. Where are the gal lant fabrics which have sunk in the “deep, j deep sea ? W here did the gloomy billows open to the ill-fated President?” There was the gallant Arctic, steaming I homeward under full sail, and warm hearts beating faster under her deck at the thought of green hills, soon to rise from j the waters. But the shock came, and fast j the remorseless waters rushed into the' ill-fated steamer. Slowly, like the march of fate, the huge fabric sank. One wail went up to God, and downward went the Arctic with her living freight, with sail O O 7 set. Secure from storm and decay, she is anchored beneath the sullen waters. Her sails are filled by the dark green waves as they ebb and flow. No smoke curls from her chimney tops, for her great heart has ceased to throb. Undisturbed, the dead ones still rest upon the slippery deck,— Holland is still by the side of his gun, match in hand. The womanly locks float out in the waters, and the damp cheek rests cold and still in the clasped hands. Manly faces look up sternly among the shrouds. The stripes and stars, and the cross of St. George lift wearily in the ebb and flow of the tide. And wherever there is a heart which longs for the loved ones under the waves, the shell will brino- sob • O j bing mumurs to that heart. Thickly strewn are the dwellers on the ocean bed. Its steeps, and vales, and deep dark glens, are all peopled. But they dwell in peace. The march or fall of empires is not hoard. Rust has gathered on blade and in the cannon’s mouth.— The inhabitants of the deep, gambol un harmed about the battle-craft, whose oaken ribs have shivered with deadly broadsides. No monument on the ocean I Man has piled the earth with the structures of his genius and ambition. Earth’s greatness is commemorated in marble and upon can vas. But the sea has no tale to tell. Far down and unseen are the monument build ers, the coral; and the waves, as they throb to the shore, hear no record of the dead. Neither has the shell a word from the ocean sleepers. It murmurs only of the whispering winds and waves. The Halls of Congress.—The cost ! of the improvements now making at the Capitol is enormous. It is said that the new Halls for the Senate and House will be better adapted for their respective pur poses, than like edifices in the world. No money has been spared to make them ; convenient, and at the same time elegant, so far as ornament is concerned. The cost of the doors, opening into the Halls, will be fourteen thousand dollars each. The correspondent of the Boston Journal says: “There are to be but two of these prin cipal doors. They are fourteen feet high, and six and a half feet in width. They are of bronze, with eight pannels, each representing in alto relievo a national scene—such as the battle of Lexington, the battle of Bunker Hill, the storming of the redoubt of Yorktown, Washington ta king leave of his army, &e. The designs are by ourcountryman, Mr, Crawford, and arc very admirable. The 1 castings will be executed in this country | or at Munich. The bronze doors of the baptistry at Florence, which have been so much admired, and of which it was said by Michael Angelo that they were worthy to be the entrances into Paradise, were thirty years in process of execution, and at a vastly greater cost than is now proposed. But still, a plain deal or pine board might be substituted for these. It is objected, too, that the superintend ent has ordered statuary for ornamenting some parts of the new building. lie has ordered from American artists such statu ary as properly belongs to such a structure, lor twelve statues he is to pav for-six thousand dollars—which is exceedingly economical, in comparison with the expen diture upon the statuary in the portico of the which Mr. Hale said to day, that some of it—-Columbus and the Indian, &c., ought to be thrown down and removed by a mob.” O. W. Holmes having been prevented by illness from delivering a lec ture, wrote an apology, in which he said, “I am satisfied that if I were offered a fif ty dollar bill after my lecture, I should not have strength enough loft to refuse it.” Ancient Remains in California.— Elisha Hughes, iu a letter from Santa Clara. California, to the Scientific Aoicri can, gives the following account of some old ruins recently discovered : I recently had an opportunity of exam ining some ancient ruins, lately discov ered about six miles East of Santa Cruz. Lhcy were nearly buried up in a sand hill. I found twenty-three chimneys with their tops peering above ground. These chim neys are round, and vary in diameter from tour to twelve inches. They are made of sandstone, and filled up with loose red sand. The stones of which they are built are cut circular, and cemented together. I stamped on the hill, and it emitted a hollow sound indicating vaulted chambers below. A tunnel is now being run in under the hill; at first it was attempted to sinlqa shaft, but the sand came in too fast the miners. Who built these structures, no one can imagine. They appear to be thousands of years old. A large yellow pine was growing on the top of the hill. The number of years re quired for the sand to cover up these houses and form the hill, before the seed of this large tree germinated, could not be less than C,OOO years. ' J Conscience.—Conscience is the di vines t gift of God to man. It is that which ever speaks toman if he would lis ten, of an Omnipresent Deity. It is not the thunder-peal, nor the flashing light ning, it is not the raging of the ocean storm, nor the terrific fury of the tornado; nor the fiery burning of the lava from its mountain furnace; it is none of these that speak to the heart ot man, but the spirit within him, that says these are the aveng ing forms of an offended God. Conscience! It is the consciousness, deeply implanted in the soul, of the existence, of the une scapable presence of a Superior Being; and its upbraidings are the torrents, the sell abasement, and the confusion of one who knows himself to be standing before a justly offended Judge. Let a man have sickness and sorrow, and scorn, and shame of face, and poverty, and exile; every evil that can be poured out of the vials of wrath upon suffering humanity, and he may bear all with patience, save the hor rors of a reproving conscience. How to make Tea Properly.—Th e proper way to make a cup of good tea is a matter of some importance. The plan which I have practiced for these twelve months is this:—The tea pot is at once filled up with boiling water, then the tea is put into the pot, and is allowed to stand for five minutes before it is used: the leaves gradually absorb the water, and as gradually sink to the bottom; the result is that the tea leaves are not scalded, as they are when boiling water is poured over them, and you get all the true flavor of the tea. In truth, much less tea is required in this way than under the old and com mon practice. —Tomes Cnthill, Camber well, London. To Clean Silk. —Pare and slice thin three washed potatoes ! Pour on them a half pint of boiling water, and let it stand till cold. Strain the water, and add an equal quantity of alcohol. Spongethe silk on the right side, and when half dry iron it on the wrong side. The lightest colored silk may be cleaned and brightened by this process; also cloth, velvet or crape. To iron velvet, lay a damp cloth on the bottom of a sraothing-iron, put it on the wrong side of the velvet, and pass a whisk brush over the pile till the surface is free from wrinkles. A Thought for the Rich.— lt is a thought very frequently true—a general truth. It is a thought for those who are laboring for riches to bequeath to their children. The less you leave your chil dren when you die, the more they will have twenty years afterwards. Wealth inherited should be the incentive to exer tion. Instead of that, “it is the title-deed to sloth. ’ The only money that does a man good is what he earns himself. A ready made fortune, like ready made clothes, seldom fits the man who comes in possession. Ambition, stimulated by hope and a half-filled pocket-book, has a power that will triumph over all difficulties, be ginning with the rich man’s contumely, and leaving off with the envious man’s malice. Be Firm. —The wind and waves may beat against a rock standing in a troubled sea, but it remains unmoved. Vice may entice, and the song and the cup may in vite. Beware ; stand firmly at your post. Let your principles stand forth unobscured. There is glory in the thought that you have resisted temptation and conquered.— Your bright example will be to the world what the lighthouse is to the marriner upon a sea shore; it will guide others to the point of virtue and safety. A High Financial Transaction. — W e learn from a private source, that one day last week, in the city of New York, the patent agency firm of Low, Haskell & Co., made sale of half the patent right lor the process for tanning leather, for three hundred thousand dollars cash.— This is a bona fide tranasaction, and the largest cash sale, we believe, ever made*of a patent right. —Albany Transcript. NO. 5.