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GALUPOII
OURNAL
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Volume XVIL--Number 21. . G A L LIPOLIS, OH I Q, APRIL 22, 1852. Whole Number 853.
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SPRING IS COMING.
Hark! I hear an angel sing!
Ange's now are on the wing,
And theii voices singing clear,
Tell us that the Spring Is near.
Dost thou hear them, gentle one?
Dost thou see the glorious sun,
.Rising higher in the sky,
As each day he passes by?
Just beyond yon clift of snow,
Silver rivers brightW flow;
Smiling woods and fields are seen.
; Mantled in a robe of Green,
Birds and bees, and brooks and bowers,
Tell us of the vernal hours;
There the birds are weaving lays,
For the happy Springtime days.
Spring breezes kisses bring
From the Ruby lips of Spring
And her choir of warblers made,
Soon will give a serenade.
Look! oh look! the southern sky
Mirrors flowers of every dye;
Tripping over yon flowery plain
Spring is coming back again!
m
Winter's toggery is old.
Rotten in its every fold
And our portion of the globe
Soon will don a fairer robe.
Spring is coming, shout for joy!
Man and woman, pirl and boy;
Soon youH hear her busy hums
Yes, she comes! she comes! she comes!
The Late Fire—The Railroad.
In their sympathizing comments
on the great fire in our city, our
friends of the Columbus Journal say,
of our citizens: "They wanted all
their zeal and all their surplus wealth
in the prosecution of the railroad
which was to connect them with the
coal and iron region, and the Queen
City of the West. But now near a
million of dollars of property has
been suddenly stricken from exis
tence. What effect this will have
we do not know, but it cannot fail
to retard somewhat the prosecution
of this road."
We know it will give the editors
great pleasure to learn that the stea
dy progress of our railroad will not
be retarded, at all, by the calamitous
visitation which many of our citizens
have suffered. It is even so; and the
Journal will extract an unintentional
sting from its tones of sympathy, by
stating, on our positive declaration,
that the funds of the railroad were
placed beyond the effects of casualty
by fire some time since. Work is
progressing rapidly on all the Mariet
ta and Cincinnati line yet placed un
der contract, and the means are be
lieved to be secured to finish it to the
iron. The friends of the road deem
it of some consequence that oar
friends of the State Journal make
this fact public Scioto Gazette.
KossOth Poetht. The fertile West,
under the fervid heat of the Kossuth ex
citement, has produced the following:
"There's a musterin' of nations,
A wakin up of snakes
The devil's broken out agin,
And all creation shakes."
Women are a good deal like French
watches very pretty to look at, but
very difficult to regulate when they
once take to going wrong.
It is a Spanish maxim that he who
loseth wealth, loseth much; be that
loseth a friend, loseth more; but he
who loseth his spirits loseth all.
Andrew Stevens publishes in the
New York Police Gazette, a full
statement of the Astor Place riot, and
acknowledges himself the geiter-up
r it. at the request of Mr. Forrest
and with his money.
Th. New York Dutchman says
"There is a man connected with one
(hosiers whose nose is so
large that he has to blow it with a
bootjack." The Dutchman has an
extensive imagination, but he don t
come up to the ability of the Greek
epigrammist,. who tells of a fellow
.hnn nnt WHS EO lODZ that II 0
VV M VOW
couldn't hear himself sneeze.
Translated from Heinrich Zschokke,
MAX STOLPRIAU.
A TALE OF BASHFULNESS.
There is a certain misfortune in
the world, not usually enumorated
in the list of common misfortunes,
but which, nevertheless, ought to be.
I afford a living illustration of my
assertion.
Mv father, God rest his soul, sent
"..IS. t I - ( f
me diingentiy to scnooi; mere i
gained some knowledge, although our
city schools at that period were none
of the best.
Every one said: Max has talent,
but he is shy and awkward, cannot
adapt himself to the ways of the
world, ts unacquainted with the
usages ol society, ana never Knows
what to do with bis hands and leet;
otherwise he is a good and clever
fellow enough.
Such was the general opinion ol
me. Header, do you 'perceive my
failing? My worldly education was
defective. Dilligent at school and
in the workshop; I was uncleanly
and' negligent of my attire; was
civil, obliging, and honest, but bash
ful withal, so that I ran oil when
unknown persons approached; mv
eyes never knew where to look for a
resting place when addressed by a
stranger, and it called on tu meet a
lady with civility and politeness, I
became rooted to the spot, speechless
and stiff as a ramrod.
Enough politeness and ease of
manner, as they are called, are con-
. ... ,r ,
cerns no less pertaining to uies
comfort, than bread and potatoes or
a class of wine.
Manv young gentlemen, as l nave
often observed, are greatly wanting
n these respects. Many a one in
coins into societv is sadly at a loss
how to dispose ol his extremities,
and would, one can easily perceive,
have much rather left them at home,
Many such an unlortunate knows
not where to quarter his hands,
thrusting them at one moment into
his waist-coat, at another into his
breeches pocket, then in despair
raising the one or tne otner to nis
occmut. there to scratch by way ol
variety.
Among other ill luck entailed by
mv awkwardness, may oe reckoned
that of being still a bachelor, of
having reached my fifty-second year
without being blessed with a wue.
No sooner was my old Aunt dead.
and I her sole heir, thereby rendered
comparatively affluent, than I, then
n my thirtieth vear, was led to seeK
the hand of a vouna lady, who, to
other qualifications, added beauty,
amiability, and wealth besides.
1 was pleased with pretty Barbara;
matters were quickly arranged, and
nothing remained but to cultivate
the acquaintance. I was accordingly
to meet her at the' house of her
cousin, and an invitation to dine was
forwarded to me.
Of large parties I had a perfect hor
ror, my education made me shy and
timid, "but then what will not a man
do to secure the favor of pretty Bar
bara? So 1 put on my best Sunday
suit, white silk stockings, a bran new
hair-bag and apple green coat with
large pearl buttons. In a word, I
made myself as smart as a bride
groom.
On reaching the door ot tne
. . i . .
cousin s house, nowever, my neari
began to thump against my ribs, as
though I had a smithy within my
breast. "If I could only feel assured
there will not be a party, though I
would to Heaven it pas over."
Fortunately I found the cousin alone
making up an account in his study.
You are somewhat late, iriena
Stolpriau," said he. I made twenty
inclinations right and left, and
laughed in a perfect agony to look
agreeable, for the fear of meeting a
large party engrossed every thought.
The cousin having finished, looked
around for some sand. Anxious to
be of service, I rushed forward,
seized, as ill luck would have it, the
inkstand instead of the sand box,
and poured a whole stream of the
best writing fluid over the neatly
kept ledger. I thought I should
immediately faint from sheer fright,
and in my confusion-hurriedly drew
forth my snow-white handkerchief
to wipe it up.
With an exclamation of "What
on earth are you doing there, friend
Stolpriau?" my entertainer smilingly
interposed, and pushing me and my
black and white kerchief gently
aside, quickly put things to rights,
then led the way to the apartment
where the company were assembled.
I followed, but with a troubled spirit,
and on looking down was horrified
to observe an ink blot as large as a
florin on my left white stocking.
"Help Trie, Heavens," I mentally
groaned, Jwhat will the company
think!"'
The room door is open. I, awk
ward, block beaded booby that I was
I
in
thinking to show myself light and
graceful, as well as clever and gal
lant, sprang forward, bowing right
and left, scraping first with one foot
then with the other in all directions,
and perceiving a female domestic
just before, who was in the act of
dishing up a pie, dashing my head
with such force into her bark as to
send the pie flying out of the dish
on the floor, and so with compli
ments, and ducking and bowing
blindly, advanced, I felt as though
were in the battle, and about to rush
on the enemy's guns.
What civil things were said on the
part of the company I knew not; as
yet 1 had not the courage to iook up,
but continued like one possessed,
bowing and scraping, and ejacula
ting "your humble servant," in all
diiections, until cut short by a fresh
mishap.
I had in fact reached the pie, which
still lay there, for the servant had
not sufficiently recovered from her
fright and loss of breath, and stood
stareing at the master-piece of cook
ing dashed to pieces on the floor,
without an effort to remove it.
All at once, while engaged in
making a fresh inclination, my un
fortunate left foot wandered into the
pastry. I saw nothing, for all had
become dark before my eyes. Dis
gracefully but naturally enough, my
foot slid from under me, in an instant
personal ond political balance were
lost and down I came, measuring
my whole length, just five feet seven,
on the floor, to the no small alarm ol
some, the irrepressible laughter of
others, of ihe large and worshipful
company there assembled.
In falling I broke down two chairs,
which I had seized hold ot in order
to save myself, together with a
young and pretty femafe who in all
probability was at that moment about
to seat herself, but with a speed
equal to that of her chair, came
rolling on the floor beside me.
Gracious heavens! it was Barbara.
A terrible clamor arose, and as I
lay there I roared lustily too, seeing
in addition to myself and the two
chairs a lady stretched out on the
floor, I felt pursuaded that a shock
of earthquake must have taken
place. To my great relief I soon
discovered that no earthquake had
caused this melancholy fall, but as
already narrated, only a veal pastry.
We got up. The cousin treated
the whole affair as an excellent joke,
but I could have wept, nay, died,
with shame and vexation I went
to the mantel piece without one
word of apology, but as all were
laughin; and giggling around I
laughed too, and threw from time to
time stolen glances at the cause of
my misfortune.
At last we took our places at the
table.
The cousin was so gallant as to
place me next to Barbara. I had
rather have been situated near a
volcano than at the side of the amia
ble and pretty creature. I 'ell most
extraordinarv sensations while thus
juxtaposition with my future bride.
Of the assembled guests I ventured
only to take a rapid glance at inter-
Soup was served round. Barbara
ofTered n.e some but how could I
accept it? She herself was yet un
provided. Compliments were ex
changed, and I already foresaw that
a It
some new evil wouic arise out oi
these civilities. Hence 1 became
more and more pressing, and looking
imploringly into the face of my
charmer forgot the plate altogether.
The consequence was that I poure.l
the burning soup into Barbara's lap
and over her clothes, and endeavor
ing hastily to withdraw it sent the
remainder into my own lap, deluging
alike my garments and my finger
napkin; it was a fraternal division.
remember all as though it was but
yesterday. It was crab soup.
The charming Barbara lelt the
table. I stammered out sundry
apologies. The guests endeavored
console me, and a fresh plate was
handed to ine. Meanwhile my
pantaloons were streaming from an
inundation. Barbara was obliged to
change her dress. She soon returned
and I endeavored again and again to
excuse myself as well as I could.
On perceiving that she had smiled
graciously I felt somewhat reassured,
and began to brush the cold perspira
tion from my face, of course not with
my hand, but with mv pocket ker
chief.
Alas, amidst the accumulated dis
asters that had since occurred, I had
clean forgotton the ink business. In
drying off the perspiration I rubbed
the ink so thoroughly, that on re
placing the handkerchief in my
pocket, the company were amazed to
find me converted into a perfect
blackamoor.
Tittering and roars of laughter
succeeded. Politeness compelled me
1
I
-1 1 3 U a
to join in tna laugn, ana i aid so
heartily for soma time without know
ing why or wherelore until I found
that some of the ladies were becom
ing alarmed at the blackness of my
visage, and now, lor me nrst time, I
perceived that my handkerchief had
brought me into a fresh scrape, and
what an appearance I must present
In alarm I arose precipitately from
the table and commenced a retreat
towards the kitchen in order to wash
myself, and in so doing, for I had
inadvertantly buttoned a corner of
the table napkin to my waistcoat;
down came plates and dishes, boiled
and roast meats, salad, spinach,
bottles and salt sellars, flesh aad fowl,
knives and forks, spoons and glasses.
All rushed alter me with a fearful
crashing and clatter. 1 he guests,
on witnessing all the good thin?
... V .. . o
withdrawn, and manv delicacies on
which they set their hearts, come in
full careei after me, sat open-mouthed
and rtvitec to the spot with astonish'
ment.
At first, on seeing the plates and
dishes closely following on my heels,
1 could attribute the Ireak only to
witchcraft; but the cousin springing
with both feet on to it, together with
the attaching button, tore it away
with a jerk and brought me to a sense
of my situation.
I sought as fast as my legs could
carry me not the kitchen but ihe
stairs, flew across the street, and did
not halt till I reached my owncham
ber. For four long weeks not a soul
did I admit to my presence, and from
that day I never thought of matri
mony without a sensation of giddi
ness, and as to large parties the bare
idea brings a fit of ague.
I now laugh at my helplessness.
But my history may serve to many,
not indeed for an example, but for
warning and instruction.
From the Drawing Room Companion.
Asa T. Knollins' Adventures.
Asa T. Knollins' Adventures. BY THE OLD 'UN.
Asa T. Knollins was a genuine
specimen of the Down East Yankee
a log-chopping, trading, fishing,
sea-going, amphibious animal, pass
ing his time between the ocean and
the main land. In one of I W voya
ges before the mast, he wen, to Porto
Rico, and by some chance it hap
pened that his vessel sailed without
him. Asa felt somewhat homesick
when compelled to prolong his visit,
and watched eagerly for an opportu
nity of return ng to his own native
land.
One evening as he was walking
along the sea-side in melancholy
guise, he was suddenly surrounded
bv a gang of British sailors, belong
ing to the sloop-of-war Terrible, com
manded by Capt. Bagshot, and then
busy in taking in water and other
stores, preparatory to a continuance
of her three years' cruise. Asa was
disposed to show fight at first, jut as
the press gang was armed with cut
lasses, he concluded his policy was
to submit quietly, and so he entered
the barge without opposition, and
was taken on board the sloop.
That night as he lay awake, brood
ing over his misfortune, he chalked
out his conduct, which was no other
than to leign a simplicity, amount
ing almost to idiocy, and display as
little knowledge ol seamanship as
possible. He knew how to throw
into his countenance an air of com
plete vacancy and innocence, calcu
lated to throw theshrewdest observer
off his guard.
The next day at noon, a dish of
boiled beans was set before him with
out any 'fixins.' Our friend flared
up at the meagreness of the enter
tainment, j
'Biled beans and no porkf he ex
claimed. This is a leetle too mean, I
swow! Taint fit for a dogP j
Had'ntyou belter complain to the
Captain? asked the black-whiskered
boatswain, with a sneer.
That's it, old sea-horse, remarked
Knollins. 'That's a bright idea!
Capt'n! So I will.'
And, regardless of opposition, he
bolted into the cabin, where Lapt
Bagshot sat at dinner with three or
four officers.
'Who are you? asked the Captain,
fiercely fixing his savage eyes on the
Yankee.
Who be If ejaculated Knollins.
Why, I'm Asa T. Knolli.is, Capt'n.
I hope you're well and how'a the
folks to hum? Pretty spry, eh?
Your name's Jonathan, I guess,'
said Capt Bagshot, mimicing the
nasal tone of Knollins.
No taint, it's Asa T. Knollins,
Captain.'
Well, what do von want of me?
'Seems to me you live pretty well
here, Captain, said Asa, looking over
the table. 'Pretty tall fodder.
Chickins,. hams, pine-apples, and
o-be-joyful. Your cook haint done
the clean thing by us, though.
S'pose you know nothing about it,
so I thought Pd step op here and let
you know how they serve us down
stairs. Why, Captain, they give us
oeans without pork!
Beans without pork! Astonish
ingP exclaimed the Captain, willing
to numor the 'character.
'Yes, Captain, beans without pork
Don't that beat all namr?
What do you live on when you
are at homer asked the Captain.
Pork and beans, biled chowder,
nap-jacks and doughnuts, answered
Asa.
What are flapjacks? asked the
Captain.
Don't you know what flap-jack:
are? Why, I thought every fool
know'd that. They are made out of
flour, and eggs, and milk, and water,
beaten up ker-slap, and they're
slotted into a fryin'-pan and done
brown, and served up with butter
and molasses, or molasses and butter,
which ever you choose; and if they
dont go down slick, then there's no
stuns to Iloxbury.'
iou seem to like molasses,' said
the Captain.
Wall, I guess I du,' said Asa, 'but
not raw, as you fellers eat it.'
How then?
Wall, I like to run a stick into the
bung-hole of a hogshead, and then
pull it out and drop it through my
mouth. Aint it good then? Wall
guess it is.'
Well, Jonathan.'
Asa, Captain-.'
Jonathan, I say, you can go now
and I'll see about the pork to-mor
row.'
Asa went back to his astonished
shipmates, reporting that the Captain
was 'a pretty slick sort of a feller
One day, when the men didn't
tumble up' from below with th(
requisite alacrity, the boatswain, rat
tan in hand, give each of them a 're
minder' with his stick as they came
on deck. Asa was the last, as usual.
but watching the boatswain's bam
L I t . . I ...
ooo, ne caugnt tne weapon in his
hand and dexterously twitched- it
out of the officer's grasp.
Hallo! whiskers? said he, 'I hope
you didn t mean to hit me, cause it
hurts a feller. No, you didn't wall.
I thought so I forgive you, and he
threw the rattan overboard, escaping
to the quarter deck, where his ongi
nality secured his immunity. In
fact, he was treated as a privileged
buffoon bv the officers.
Taking up a cannon ball one day.
he asked, 'What in the world is this
yere, Captain?
That's what we keep to pepper
the Yankees with, answered Bag-
shot.
Want to know? said Asa. 'How
do they work ilT
'We put 'em into those big guns
and fire em on.
Swow! you don't sav so. Do
they travel pretty fast, Captain?
'So you can't see 'em.
Hurt a feller if they hit?
Yes, when they are fired out of a
gun.'
Not otherways?
No.'
Then here goes? cried Asa; and
handling the missile like a bowling
ball, let it drive among the legs of
the officers and men, shouting, 'hur
rah! let her ripl'
Cries of rage and pain followed.
Seems to me, Captain,' said Asa,
coolly, 'them 'ere things does hurt a
feller, even if they haint fired out of
a gun.'
One day Capt. Bagshot called Asa
aft. 'Jonathan,' said he, 'there is a
boat alongside; you may get your
traps together, and go ashore. I
think his Majesty can do without
you.'
Wall, Captain,' reolied Asa, fore
you spoke I'd pretty much made up
my mind to quit. I kin make better
wages nshin,' by a great sight. Be
sides, I want to go hum and see the
folks. Good-bye, Lap n, 1 shall see
you again.'
'I think not,' said the Captain.
Guess I shall. Good-bye,' said
Asa, and with a light heart he bid
adieu to the Terrible.
More than three years afterwards,
during the war of 1SI2, a British
armed vessel lying at St. Johns was
boarded and carried, in a dark night.
bv a daring band of American priva
teersmen. The men were secured,
one by one, as they came up. The
leader of the expedition then sought
the commander and demanded his
sword. Indignant and confounded,
Capt. Bagshot asked the name of his
captor.
Lord bless you. Captain,' an
swered a familiar voice, 'don't you
know me I'm Asa T. Knollins, that
boarded along o' you a spell back at
Porto Rico. J told you I guessed I
should see you again, and when a
Yankee guesses anything, it's sure to
happen. Make yourself comfortable.
Captain, and excuse tne lor a mo
ment, 'cause I've got to haul down
your flag, run up the stars
stripes, and work the vessel
Portland.'
and
into
We copy from the St. Louis Intel
ligencer, the following account of the
riot in that city on the 5lh inst:
Mob at the First Ward Polls—Death and
Mob at the First Ward Polls—Death and Destruction of Property!
As was generally expected, the
First Ward was yesterday the scene
of the grossest outrages upon the
ballot box and the rights of native
born citizens. At an early hour in
the day, it became evident that a
large portion of the German voters
in this ward were determined to pre
vent those entertaining views dis
similar to their own from voting, and
oeiore noon, a number of peaceable,
quiet citizens, who went to the polls
tor the purpose of depositing their
votes, were driven off with sticks
and stones, and prevented from ex
ercising the elective franchise guar
anteed to every citizen. Dr. Mitch
ell, a highly respectable gentleman,
naa every indignity cast upon him,
and only escaped by the merest
chance from the crowd that followed
him, hurling after him every imagi
nable missile.
Later in the day, Mr. Steitz, a re
spectable German resident of the
First Ward, was assailed while pas
sing the polls in his buggy, and gross
ly abused. Mr. C.XV. Coote, Assis
tant City Engineer, was assailed
without causeorprovocation.knocked
down and beaten, and the mud and
filth in the street heaped upon his
prostrate body. The Whigs as a
general thing were beaten olf from
the polls and dared not show their
faces.
News of these outrages reaching
the Second, Third, Fourth and Fifth
Wards, about 3 o'clock in the after-
noon a body of native born, as well
as adopted citizens, to the number of I
some five or six thousand, went
down and effectually cleaned out
and drove the First Ward bullies
from their position, and from this
time up to the close of the polls, the
purity of the ballot box was main-
tained.
The abuses heaped upon the native I
born citizens, however, enraged the
crowd to each e decree, that the
mere fact of retaking the polls did
not satisfy and appease them. Some!
seven or eight beer and coffee houses
in the vicinity were broken up, and
bar furniture and fixtures effec-
tually demolished; not, however, un-
til a number of shots had been fired
from the windows and doors upon
the unprotected crowd in the street:
The Soulard Market Coffee House,
directly across the street from the
polls, was first demolished, and the
others followed in rapid succession,
The Germans (for we have every
reason to believe them such) all the
while keeping up a running fire.
Several persons were shot and slight-
wounded, among the number, Mr.
James Harper, Captain of the Mis-
souri Fire company, and a German
n the employ of Henn, boot maker
on Chestnut street.
Late in the evening, and after the
polls were closed, the uptown crowd
started back, and when at the corner
of Seventh street and Park Avenue.
two or more shots were fired from
the second story windows at Neiho-
meyer's tavern, upon the crowd, and
Mr. Jos. Stevens, a wire worker, in
the emnlov of Mr. Houffh. on Second
street, killed outright. The windows
nd doors ol the house were almost
instantlv broken in. and the crowd,
gaining access to the interior, fired
the building and burned it to the
eround. The body of Mr. Stevens
was taken into a drutr store on Car-
nndnlet Avenue, whet it remained
1
until a late hour last night, when a
nulillnn frnm the rnmnnnv went
down and brought it up to the engine
hnncA
.VM.W. I
At the corner of Park and Caron-
delet Avenues the crowd was again
red on, and Mr. Edward O'Harra,
member of the St. Louis Grays,
.nn.rn,..in ornunrferl in the Iftr
The ball passed entirely inrougn and
brokethelegof a gentleman walking
near hu. wnose name wa aia noil
learn. The house from which this
shot was fired was also riddled, and
those found within roughly handled,
The crowd then pursued their way
up town without lurther molestation,
and quietly dispersed. However
much we deprecate mob violence in
all its bearings, the closing scenes of
yesterday were brought about and
urged by the party that suffered most
severely from its consequences, and
we trust in future all native as well
as foreicn born will learn to know
that qualified voters are not to be
driven from the polls without the to
party attempting it nieotiDg wiin me
most fearful retribution.
to
A Cheviot genius has invented a
machine for hiving flies. ' He starts
for Europe ia the next steamer.
Mob at the First Ward Polls—Death and Destruction of Property! Facts for Farmers!
It will not do to hoe a great field
for all little crops, or to mow twen
ty acres for five loads of hay; enrich
the land and it will pay you for it.
better farm thirty acres well than
fifty by halves.
In dry weather dig for water on
the brow cf a hill; springs are mors
generally near the surface than la
the vale.
The foot of the owner ia the best
manure for land.
Cut bushes that you wish to de
stroy in the summer, and with a
sharp instrument they will bleed
freely.
Accounts should be kept in detail,
ing the expenses and products of each
field.
When an improvement is no lon
ger wanted for the season, lay it
carefully aside, but first let it be well
cleaned.
Obtain good seed, prepare your
ground well, sow early, and pay a
little attention to the moon.
Cultivate your own heart aright;
remember that "whatever a man
soweth, that shall he also reap."
uo not begin farming by building
an extensive house, nor a spacious
barn, until you have, something to
store in it.
Keep notice ol remarkable events
on your farm.
Recording ever your errors will
be of great benefit.
Good fences make good neighbors.
The better animals can be fed, and
the more comfortable they can bo
kept, the more profitable they 'are.
and all farmers work for profit.
now clover deep, it secures it
against the drouth.
Cows well fed in winter, give
more milk in the summer.
When you see the fence down put
it up; il it remains until to-morrow
the cattle may get over.
What ought to be done to-day, do
it, for to-morrow it nay rain.
Potted plants should have fresh
earth given to them in March, and
the earth should be kept well stirred
and watered freely.
Plants in blossom will be prolonged
in beauty and vigor bv being shaded
from the noonday sun; they will like-
wise be benefited bv it during oth-
er periods of their growth.
Plants should be ashed, trimmed.
and trained as required.
The beauty o! many plants is in
itio creased by covering the earth with
finely pulverized rotten wood or
saw-dust. I have been told by an
English lady, that in England, an
old stump of rotten wood was deem-
ed quite an acquisition by those who
cultivate flowers.
Seeds should be gathered as they
ripen.
Dried leaves should be removed
from plants as they appear.
Annuals that are done flowering
should be removed; they are unsight
ly ly.
riants should be watered in dry
weather; the best time for watering
w very early in the morning, in sum-
mer season rather later in cool
weather.
" Liquor manure may be applied
occasionally to all choice flowers.
The earth in a gaiden must be
kept light by being stirred frequent
ly; it must be perfectly free from
weeds, and raked smooth.
OBITUARY.
"Invisible Grew," Reporter
the council proceedings for the Cin-
cinnah Times, pronounces the fol-
lowing obituary of the late council.
we cannot enaorse u, lor ir.o rea-
son that we do not believe it is true;
nor do we believe the author means
all he Says. But hear him
- .
"Here lies the remains oi mo
meanest CltV UOUnCll that OVer 8S-
sembled in the city of Cinciunati.
111 3 1 B033IUII3 VCIO a uui iiauuo
.... . -
upon legislation, and unworthy ot
the tjueen Uty. It has been noied
lor us neglect oi ire puouc inieresu
Its laiiure to meet tne wants oi mo
people! Its trifling and loose mat-
couuutuug toiuw.
inconsistency of Us members! 10
oe oiio ui us uum
no honor!
for it did much to debase the char-
ecter of a Council-man! Its decease
was only regretted by its own mem
bers! It was a fair specimen of hu
man folly. May we never see the
like again!" .
An Irishman complained
of his
nhvairian that he kent Stuffiochim
jru. that he was sick for a
wee a(ler ne was quile well.
;
lETOn Saturday last a box was
found floating in the river near the
railroad depot, which, when taken
the shore and opened, was found
contain
the body of a yoong
[Madison Banner.
Land warrants are selling in New
York at from $105 to $110 each.