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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.
variably in advance, $5.00; six months, $3.00 ;
three months, $2.00.
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
S. W. 11 rock way, j Wm. Jeff. Gatewood.
Mokclnmne Hift. j San Andreas.
Attorneys and Counselors at Law,
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,
’Office opposite Benjamin & Co.’s, San
Andreas, Calaveras co.. Cal. oct 4, ’oU-tf .
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
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,
alifornia Papers always on hand. At
lantic and European Papers and Magazines re
ceived by every steamer. sep 24-tf
fe* 1- Liquors and Cigars of the best quality
alwavs on hand.
oct. 4, Tffi-tf WM. M. HUFFUM.
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 Andreas. Oct. J. 7»b‘. oct 4-2 m
fiee. with Judge Thompson, Centre street,
next door to Sturges’ stone building,
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
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
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
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.
San Andreas, July 26. ’56 sept26-tf
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
h,^ es of Pleasure and transient guests,
d every accommodation for their com-
or ,' ,V. An gust 2d, 1856. scnf'J't-t.f
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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
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
Till, when you would burst them each gossamer
Turns to <; cord and to cable” around you ’
Ye would sever the Union—What! ye who were
In the arms of so holy a mother?
Would you dare to pronounce her astray and
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
How like one they were melted by sorrow, and
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
Of hate, and the right of the stronger !
i£ Judge not that ve be not judged.”—Leave unto
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
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
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
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.
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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-
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
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
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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
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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
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.
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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
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.

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