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PHYSICIAN' AM) SI'KGEOX, Lodgeville, lowa < ounty, Wisconsin. [ut-yl.] gT W. REESE. TTOUVYT AT I,AW. Landand Collecting Agent, r County, Wis. Particular at t ntion •. i to co’,b clingand sigench -sand > ayn:.-nt of C.\< in County. Obioe iu tile Post Oliice Build ing. , l" 1 '^ L, m. strong, VTTOBN’I'Y AT LAW. Votary Public, Lnnd and I ■ v-mt. lA.;d ■ viiie, Wis. Particular attention' i •’••)< V. the mt of £tato in the County ( ft. Otflce in * "iirt House. [lp Stairs.j n2ii*y 1 __________ J. H. CLARY. VTTOBNEY AT LAW, .dincral Point, W!. Of |t(. in Thomas’ Mono Block. Jnl-jT] Dii. J A JACKSON, I’ESIDENT niYSK IAN. I.INIfEN, WISCONSIN V. lIITNEY GLIITH, p ivvi v I mnjir.K, Minor," 1 Point, V.’i*. i I <;t. v.r nil kinds, also Hair lor Plasterhig, at* v ..vs ! ;,d. cheap for fasti. Job Work done at short notice and ..n no. .. o ate terms. i.nJ'j*lij SCHALL’S IIOUSEj -<v TANARUS(.. 207 A 20!t Uandolj.il Stn- t, Chicago Illinois. This house is centrally located, in the hvsiticM part of tiie city, near tile Post I •fire. Hie Court House, and alt the principle Kail Komi Jte(ts Ihe accom modations are good, and cheaper than most of the Hotels ti thi f vicinity. [nll-tfj SOLDIERS C LAI 12 AGENCY. DODGEVILLE, WIS. Ctolleets I tack nay for discharged Soldiers, B"'int; - ■ i :o. i ' kJ ay for b<irs ! If Pension 'certlilcnt s .■rocurcd, Bounty claims sealed at prices estaldincd by Law. n24-Iy ’ SAMUEL W. REESE, Att’y JjJjJ ESTUSH £ij O T£3 L c DODGEVILLE, - - - WIG. a Till' undersigned would respectfully ask a share of the public patrol . 11.' table lll|ii wiM a *' vl ’. VH furnished in good taste and Ig llbSS)hi' looms are large and air; . and in every / "TTinrit 1 Ii- 1, n* tiie intention w ill lie to consult thecowfort and i-1. s of bis Jiatrons. Good stables !;1 hi lent ii r osil. i- always in i, adiness. 1 e.i.i -rs by the yor v . a ! irnishcd with all nee noi l eonveniein es and at reasonable rates. k-Af Stages leas•• this house dabs , north and south ju-ly JOim it. KOBKKTS. Wisconsin house. JOSEPH HOCKING, Proprietor, THIS II del is a large stone building, well M furnished to accommodate the travelling public. The table will be supplied with all the delicacies the market affords, scrvisl up in good style. Boaudees bv the day ou week, furnished with all necessary conren veniv sees at reasonable rates. The Proprietor returns thanks ta the public for the patronage heretofore extend ed to him, and respeesfnlly re.piests a continuance of the same, Good stabling attached, and an attentive le.skier always im baud. n'-'.vly.* MASONIC. !■> V n \n MEETINGS of Dodgeviile Lodge. No j J.V IIS < ■ v. 5 . a A. M, on the hr>t and third Fri day evenin. -of ~..-’.l mouth, at their Hall on lowa jtre-i. Tran?i. o.t brethren \Uitiug Dodgeville, are ordh .ly invited to attend. lIr.NT.V Pl'SSraX, See'y. T-> w t'low ' s tear? to orphans' cry. All w.mt, our ready hand? supply. So l.r a* power i. given ; The naked clothe, the pri .jv>r free,— Such are the deed* sweet ma?oary Revealed to us from heavi n. I. O OF G. T. VMiriTIA LODGE, No. Ml. Independent Order of Good Templars. meets every Monday evening in B. F. Thomas’ llall. at 7’ 2 o’clock. Memliers of this vrd visiting this Village are cordially invited to meet Kith us. 1,. M. STRONG, W, T. Jonx Mirnr.Lt. W. 11. S. RAIL WAY TIME TABLE. mgmsmwSlSL Mil* & Prairie du Chien R. Way. rpAKES effect on Suadav M.vv *1 1563, at 2 o'clock. X r. GOIXd EAST. PASS ARENA. Mail and Express Trains, at 12:1C r. m. Way Freight 11:10 r. st. PASS MAZO MANIE. ?! .il and Express Trains, at 10:25 a. m. iVay Freight, 10:15 p, m. GOING XV ES T , PASS ARENA, Mail and Express Trains, at 12.-34 r. * Way Freight, 12 f- u PASS MAZO MANIT. Mali and Ex pres* Train*. t 4i3p.it. Wsr Freight, 0: t v. anb HHsttllitng. Home’s Paradise. [Mr. John George Watts, who has worked his own way from obscure poverty to comfort and reputation, is anew poet in England. One of his recent volumes contains the following beautiful lyric on the sweets of a home evidently possessed and appreciated. If our readers can read it and not feel touched by it, they are made of sterner stuff than we.} — S. S. Teachers' Journal. When wordly cares and wordly wrongs Have done their best to make me sad, But let my feet our threshold cross, And once again my heart is glad ; For 0 such draughts of rare delight Are mine as earth but seldom passes, When sitting down with wife among Our goodly group of lads and lasses. There’s Horace, with his rosy cheeks And merry shout, e’er first to meet me, And over stool and hassock rolls And tumbles in his haste to greet me. Then little Walter, following up, Bobs suddenly from ’neath the table, And stretching forth his tiny hands, Shouts, “Pa,” as loud as he is able. With sage inquiries wife must leavn How business has to-day succeeded, Opine T press too close to work, In fact, much closer than is needed. The girls, I've four, encircle round, To tell their little cares and pleasures; Meanwhile, the have seized my coat And rummaged out its hidden treasures. Then comes the dinner ! 0 my stars ! It’s quite a treat to see them muster, And side by side, in fair array, About their steaming trenches cluster. Joy’s crystals well into my eyes, And silent thanks T send to heaven, As gratitude o’erflows my heart To God for mercy given. Whole heaps of books and pictures soon As dinner’s done engage attention, And while the elder children con Their tasks, I tax my poor invention To sing a song or pen a tale ; But, should the muse prove coy or spurn mo, To raj’ brave tones of learned lore Or gay romance 1 calmly turn me. If summer suns have robed the earth In beauteous green and blushing flowers, With some rare bard’s undying words, We wander through the fields for hours ; And, while the children posies make, (hi each delightful page I ponder, Till, by the minstrel’s fancy charmed Through fairy worlds I dreaming wander. What, then, if I am not possessed Of wide estate and brimming coffers ; Should 1 less thankful be to God For all the blessings that he oilers ? Had 1 been Croesus, all my gold No wife more loving could have found me ; Held I for empire all the world, Would dearer ones have clung around me ? No ; love is too divine of birth At glittering counters to be bartered, And those who’ve only lived for gain, Have all life’s holier moments martyred. And so I strive to use my means As best 1 may, nor hoard nor squander; I’m happier, happier every day, And every day of life I’m fonder. That Litllo Hand. • ITe ,-fnt from above, lie took me, he drew me out of many waters.” Black and blue eyes opened wide with wonder in the bright faces of the children who had gathered lovingly around old Mr. Elden, as lie slowly spoke these words. “ W hat does he mean, Elsie ?” whispered Jane Lee to her cousin. “We asked him for a story, and you know he always has one ready. 1 hope he isn't going to preach a sermon.” “Wait, Jennie; we shall see.” “This text,” continued Mr. Elden, “always reminds me of an incident of my childhood. When 1 was a little boy I had a pleas ant company of playmates, and we used to enjoy our sports to gether, just as you children now do. At the lower part of the village where we lived was a river, and a bridge across it. W e often went mere to play, and many times I have stood a long while trying to see the lish as they swam below. One day we were playing on the bridge, and one of our num ber, who had mounted the railing, was watching something in the water, when he suddenly slipped, lost his hold, and fell M c heard his cry, and the splash as he struck the water. "W e ran to the side of the bridge, and looked over. The water had already closed above him, he sunk so quickly, and bubbles were rising where he went down. We were too young to know exactly what to do, and too much frightened even to shout for help. The lit tle fellow rose once more to the surface, struggling for life, but i , uld only give us a beseeching look, when, with arms uplifted, as if imploring help, he sunk again. We were still speechless with horror, hut a kind man had no ticed our movements from a short distance, and suspecting what had happened, was hastening towards us. He reached the bridge. Nothing was in sight but one little hand above the water, and that was fast disappearing. We had recovered our voices, and point ing at it, we cried eagerly, ‘There's his hand! Oh, there’s his hand!’ That outstretchad hand! I seem to see it now; I shall never forget how it looked to me. But our friend waited not a moment. As that hand went out of sight he plunged into the river, and soon brought the drowning boy to the shore. He looked earnestly into the pale face of our playmate as he held him in his arms, and, in a voice that sent a thrill of joy through all our hearts, he said: ‘Saved!’ Then turning to the rest of the boys, he ad ded : ‘Bovs, 1 know you will never forget that little sinking hand. Remember, when it comes into your minds, that we arc all sink ing into a colder and darker place than that river, unless we have asked One to save us. who alone can do :t. This boy will soon recover now. and be able to say that 1 lock rim from the river. It is my prayer that he and every one of you may be able to say that of another, better friend, as you think of the dark waters of sin, in which all who do not love'Christ are sinking—‘He sent from above, he took me, he drew me out of many waters.’ “Dear little friends,” said Mr. Elden, closing his story, “I trust that the prayer of that good man for me has been answered. Will you remember that little hand, and the lesson it taught us : Jesus is ready to take hold of those little hands of yours, as you lift them up imploringly from the depths of sin and evil in the world, and he will bring you at lasb not to the shores of such a river, but to the “shining shores.” Ask him as he did, who was sinking when the Saviour saved him ; for so he will save if you cry to him —J’urtnile Tvtfr'i'tor. A REPUBLICAN AND FAMILY NEWSPAPER DEVOTED TO THE INTERESTS OF THE PEOPLE. DODGEVILLE, WISCONSIN, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 3, 1863. Religions Pro r e-dry. That religion may be satisfaction, it must be prosperous. No one is satisfied with anything that does net prosper. I : the mer chant satisfied with the state of his affairs, if they re iki pros perous? Is the student satisfied with his investigations u he gains no corresponding addition to his knowledge .' Ann Is the same with everybody in relation to things of this life, which i arc only temporary in their best condition. “For all things which j are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are I eternal.” The Christian is likened unto the merchantman, seek ing goodly pearls; who when he had found one per.rl ->t great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it. In like man ner, the Christian having found the great salvation, must part with everything which would hinder him froiv being success nil in it. Also, he is represented as a philosopher, or a wise man: “See then that ye walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil. V herefore be ye ( r not unwise, but understanding what the will of the Lord is. And walk in wisdom toward them that are without; let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man.” These statements show what a highly important matter it is to be a Christian, and to carry out Christianity in all the affairs and relations of life. Hence the ne cessity of religion being in a prosperous condition in order that it may yield its virtues and work its effects in us —(those fruits of ue spirit) “which are love, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance ; against such there is no law.” What a beautiful subject is the nature and attributes of Christian character ? It is the beauty of the Lord God as reveal ed in theperson of the model Christian —our Saviour Jesus Christ. And these beautiful effects are produced by the Holy Spirit in the chief of sinners. By no otimr means can such a character be built up. And most justly may our divine Christianity be de scribed as the “Glorious gospel of the blessed God.” Then in view of these things, it is evident what all professing Christians would be as to their character, and the state of their affections, if they were all true to themselves, and faithful toward God. And we are responsible for prosperity in Godly things. True, all prosperity is the gift of God, and without Him we can do noth ing. Bui God is with us as long as we are with him. Hence, the duty of Christians is to be “workers together with God ;” we are furnished with an example of this in these words : “work out your own salvation with fear and trembling; for it is God that worketh in you both to will and to do.” Now, a prayerful state of mind, and a love for the prayer-meeting is one of the es sential properties of the life of God in the soul. Many profess ing Christians will go to our preaching, who have no disposition whatever to attend a prayer-meeting. But ii the hearer of the word continues prayerless, it is certain that the preached gospel is without effect. And the success of the gospel in winning souls to Christ depends more upon a praying people, than upon any other instrumantality. A Godly minister and a praying people are together, nesessary to success. Where there is no love for prayer, neither is there one for the class meeting, and where both these means of grace are neglected, the state of the soul is almost hopeless, and religion degenerates into woildliness ; and their famished souls loathe the heavenly manna. Time was when we rejoiced in the Sabbath morning or week-night prayer-meet ing, when we longed for the class-meeting as ii season of holy fel lowship. Then, it was well with us; well with our souls por sonally; well with the Church collectively, and the Lord added to the Church such as should he saved. Now, then, that we may sec such days again, let us remember whence we are fallen, and repent, and do the first works. Could we realize how much God has made to depend upon our endeavors, no other motives would be needed to arouse our energies ; and the good of all around us, and within the sphere of our influence, as well as our own spirit ual comfort, are some of the fruits of Christian industry. Then let us try to bring some honor to the Redeemer, according to the measure of faith, abilities, and opportunities which Cod hath given to every one of his children. Our encouragement is in the remembrance that God, our heavenly Father, is ever the same prayer-hearing and prayer-answering God ; and that the promise of God is sure forever unto every one that believeth. “Them that honor me, I will honor,” saith the Lord.—T. Butterwick in American Primitive Methodist Magazine. “Let us Not be Weary in Well-doing.” No, why should we ? What a joy to think that we are doing well. If we are serving God in our generation we are (7 oing well. We may be poor in earthly things, but we arc still doing well —are laying up treasures in heaven, which will be abiding. The Christian is doing well for himself. If he lose his life, (or anything else,) for Christ’s sake, he shall find it, and find a much better one than he lost. No man can possibly do better for himself, who seemingly is losing [sight of himself, and is swal lowed up in the sacred business of looking after others. He is setting them a good example, exerting a silent, (it may be,) but steady influence upon them for good. He is aiming to lift them up to virtue and heaven. He is endeavoring to give them the best of all instruction, and to induce them to become partakers of the most exalted emoluments. He is doing well for society. In spreading the sacred salt, he is purifying and renewing the masses. The element of a religion pure and undefiled, is a soothing one to the sorrowing—an eleva ting one to the low, —an illuminating one to the dark, a rectify ing one to the erring, a redeeming one to the lost. Society will be pure, peaceable, virtuous and progressive in proportion as this divine clement is diffused. He that is diffusing it is doing well for society. lie may do it by the press, the pulpit, the Sabbath school, the social gathering, the stead} 7 life, or the Christian death. It matters not, only do God’s bidding, and it will be well with thee. He is doing well for Christ and the Church. Christ we believe has no greater joy, than to witness devotion in the ranks of his followers, and the victories of the cross multipled. To see men saved, sin destroyed, the devil conquered, virtue triumphant, and all his erring children walking in the way to heaven. —American P. M. Magazine. Never Frighten any One. Is your amusements, children, never try to f righten am - one. "We have often heard of the most painful consequences following a sudden fright. Children, and even adults have sometimes been deprived of their reason by this means, and ha *e been idiots all the rest of theii days. We saw in the papers sometime ago, the following case, which illustrates what we have stated : “A warning. —At a seminary in W lately, the young ladies dressed out one of their number with a broom above her head covered with drapery to represent an apparition. One of the young ladies whom they undertook to frighten by the sight of it, went raving mad /” Now it may be amusing to see our associates start and cry out, at some fright that we may have practiced upon them ; but such amusement is attended with too much serious danger to be safe. Some persons are frightened more easily than others. What would only give some a momentary start and produce a laugh, might throw others from which they would awake only to drag out a wretched existence of idiocy. The safer way is, never to seek amusement in frightening others. — B. of Hope Review. Out of 110 Churches in Illinois, one-eighth of the members havegoncto the war. OutoflO'J Churches in Wisconsin, fivemin isters have gone as chaplains; ions 0 f minister are in the ranks ; one in nine of the Church members are in the war. Out of forty-three Churches heard from in Minnesota, one-seventh of the male members are in the army, among whom arc cloven church officers and seven sons of minister?. Vor iliv> wlii’wiilcle. C3H? Bkatr’-'cu. A’O, An Di*~r In Ei nwood ■ .V ry. On a lonely afternoon in May, 1803. the writer, then with Its regiment. (12tli Wisconsin.') stationed ut -Mem phis, Tenn., visited this celebrated burial place, and certainly found a lo cation surpa-Hingly beautiful, and ex ceedingly well arranged. Imagine, if you please, a square plot of rolling for est land, of some 20 acres in extent, the original giants of the woods tower ing in all their ivy clad glory, over the gently undulating hills and vales of this retired spot,while numbers of Weep ing "Willows, Cypress, Arbor-vita, Lilac, Magnolia, and other flowering ever greens, or shade trees having been planted by the hand of bereaved affec tion over and among the graves of lov- ed ones, with monthly and climbing Hoses of every hue, with flowers, many of whom arc strangers to our Northern clime, grow in unrestrained luxuriance, delighting the eye, and pleasing the mind with thoughts of a glorious resur rection, typifying by their beauty and fragrance, the glcry of the sprit when joined to its Lord and Master on the bright Millennial morn. Many of the lots are fenced with iron railings, others with low hedges of Box or Arbor-Vital while footprints covered with shells from the shore of Lake Ponchartain, and its famous “shell road,” passed in lab aryntbian intracacy among the fanciful designs of whose aristocratic dust lay within their circuling embrace. Fig ures of hearts, rings, arrows, crosses, stars, crescents,“Ac., were worked out with care and skill by bereaved ones, whose hands had even now, placed fresh memorials of affection on many a tomb. Little vases, with boquets of fresh flow ers, spoke of aristocratic hands, while a glass -or little pitcher, with its floral burden spoke of the undying love of a more humble class, whose instincts were as pure and enduring as that of their more affluent yoke-fellows ingrief. Entering at the gate, we follow a wind ing carriage road, and at once enter up on the realms of the dead. A large square column of polished marble at tracts attention. It is dedicated '•To my affectionate husband, Captain Charles May, Commander of the forest Rangers. He foil at Fort Donelson, Foley, loth, ISB2. Brave,generous and firm, ho foil while leading r> charge on the enemy’s battery- His hist words were : Onward Imy brave troys! Onward, to victoty ! This expression seems to have been sterotyped by tbc rebels, for it is report ed to have been the dying words of* many of the deluded creatures. Well, it sounds fine, and I for one shall let then use it unmolested, if it helps them to die easier. A few steps further, amid a wildeness of flowers, is a handsome head stone, with the single touching line “Oar Katie's Grave.” Returning to the drive we dcccndcd into a little vale, and on our left, find nearly an acre of graves, row after row, and side by side, a solid phylanx of de parted heroes. At the head of each grave is a small board, all inscribed in the same precise form, varying only in the name and regiment. One reads thus : “J. cox, from State of Ohio, Cos. A, 78th iteg’t.” Their dust glorifies this otherwise disgraced spot, for within the precincts of this enclosure are deposited the bodies of tbc scccsh aristocracy of this rebel lious city, and the most virulent traitors in the land, here claimed their last rest ing place. On the side of this vale are several reception vaults, as well as private fami ly vaults, many of which are decorated after the Egyptian, and others in the Gothic style. In such gloomy abodes lie the ‘‘How ards,” the “Marshes,” the ‘-.Donohues,’ and other wealthy familes, who, having in life moved in the most exclusive cir cles, would in death, still preserve the mouldering clay from contact with any humbler clay. Poor creatures, how distressing the thought, that in the last dav, exclusiveness will be done away with, aristocracy destroyed, and they qs ( One dollar per year * (if paid in advance. vill find themselves josted and elbow ed, perhaps reproached and cursed, by hose whera on earth they despised,, stigmatized, and oppressed. But we will resume our walk, leave the carriage way, and ascend another hill, whose statues and columns gleam through the dense shrubbery, and here wo see a splendid square obelisk, made by Launirz of New York, and dedicat ed to “Margaret Walker.” On one side of the column is a bas-relief of the Virgin Mother, with the infant Jesua, surrounded by a cloud of glory, from which peers forth several cherubic heads; certainly an exquisite piece of work. A little further on, and we pause be fore this enclosed garden. Here a mag nificent column stands to mark the last abode of an honorable man. JAMES C. JONES, Born June 7th, 1809. Died Oct. 29th, 1859. TTa was Governor of Tennessee from 1841 to 1845, and- United States Senator from 1851 to 1857. The living soul of the Internal Improvement Sys tem of this liis native State. The incarnation of loyalty in private and domestic virtues.” Here is a low thick stone, on which a little child ia laid with his lamb en folded in bis arms, a beautiful design,, beneath it lies “Our Little Percy.'* On the right stands another tower ing column, it shadows the remains of “Rev. William C. Robb. Bum May 3d, 1817. Died March 11th, 1858 Tn early life he volunteered in his country’s defence but afterwards enlisted us a soldier of the Cross, and for fifteen consecutive years was a faithful minister of the Lord Jesus. At the time of his death he was the Presiding Elder of the Memphis District, Memphi* Conference, M. E. Church, South. Here is an inscription which is very touching, and will find an echo in many a mother’s heart : “To our little Daughter. You will miss her when the flowers com* In the garden where she played. We shall miss her hy the fire-side, When the flowers have all decayed. We shall see her toys and empty chair. And the doll that was her pride, They will speak with silent voice Of our little one that died.” Yonder is a case at the head of “Little- Collies” grave, with drum, block-letters, little stove, and all the little playthings, and the little bunch of flowers lying fresh upon its top, bespeak a recent visit from a loving, thoughtful mother. Now we And one dedicated “To my Mother. Guardian, guide and kind protector. More to us than tongue can tell, Childhood's stay and youth’s director, Loving mother! I'are th*e well!” Here is a most beautiful sentiment on this small but highly finished shaft: “To my dear wife. Kota day has passed but I have shed a tear for thee.*. We pause before the grave of a lov ed one, who has left this lower world leaving a fond heart crushed, but hope ful, breathing the music of deferred love. ’Tis thus, 'tis thus, the dearest ones On earth are doomed to sever, But the world above, is thu world of love, There, hearts are owe forever.” Another from a deprived family “To our Mother,” is very sweet : “Thy mourning children thy body here And o’ur the marble drop the falling tear, Thy body only, sleeps enrobed in clay Thy sinless spirit, seraphs bore away." Leaving this lovely spot, we cross the valley, and here is another cluster of graves Beneath this pillar lies “Dr. John Be Witt, Died May 12th, 18M. In manhood’s early prime, slain by the hand of aa assassin.” This speak? loudly against southern morality, for many a poor fellow has been laid away, who is entitled to such an inscription, as any who have travel ed in this slave-cursed land well knows. But let us walk on, and look at yon disclored head-ston. Mark it well, for here we find proof that “once ou a time,” honesty had its followers, even here. “.Tame Dixon. Died July W Hb, I<l. An honest Man'" There seems little more to interest us here, so we will, gentle reader, re turn to the central group, and here is a massive granite obelisk, evidently from Xcw England, and on its faces are cut the names of the ArmswOiig fami ly. Two short pillars, each surmounted with a little dove, and inscribed with the words ‘‘lda. Ada.” The base shows the following sensi ble lines ; Because roar scull* wu fair Year lips and eyes so bright, your cradle ear* Was such a food delight, Shall lave, vita weak embrace Thy heavenly fight detain f NO. 12.