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M 00 One column one year, 30 00 ITCa,ual orlramlent aUvortljemcnl, inu.tbe paid for in advance. TTT Advtrliaemeiit, not havlnir the nninberof In aerl'ou, marked on copy, will be coutlnued until fr- otJ.nnti cDarge J accordingly. : , : 1 - - , t. Ti i. - . I-. - . - - THE POOR MAN'S BOOK. f eiokoi w,aciOiT. BUSINESS DIRECTORY. PItOFKSSION'AI. LAWYKllS, 1. 4. M.tJTi . . BUINtP. 1)L.UTS ft BURNAP, Attorney, at Law r'omeroy.U, X nor. &i. TTASXA dc EARIIA RT, Attorne)t Law. Pomi- - roy. Ullio. All uu.llleu eiiiniHico 10 inoirriire lirvcrive prompt auennou. .ov.j, si iwa PHYSIC I ANS. Ivft. II. li. WATKKMA.N onVr, hi profeMiunal r it vie, to thccltlaen, of Rutland and aurrntiiidlna; euuulry. uov. 7 i"J UANKEUS. D ANlhX ot KA1IUIUKX, Baukera, Kront-atret r-uuioroy.O. Jiioom" D It Y (.PODS CLOTHIXO. BRANCH A CO.. Uoalertln lln Gooil. Grocor- " liia. Hanlwura. Uuenuwu ure. Vc. Knt il of I lurt trcut, three door, above the corner of Front, I ouiuroy. O. "hi'Tt'KKS, llealr IrT Kanry and Staple ary . Uood,, Gro.crifi, HurOware, (tuomiawari, I'-muele, Hut and Cap,, and Mem and Boy', Cloth. If. t'lirneruf Kront nml Court Ktrnuta. t'oinemv. O. f'Lx NI N OMAOHIN K H , AO. ( tlIOT LKY.M 1IA VIS.onNuKar Knu. Poinero) , hare J ibolr i'Unliiir Machine in rowd ordxr and conatiitil oprrall.u. I'luoriiie, wathr hoardlna;, Sic, kept eoii'tantly nu hand, to Oil orJr. li I j A C! ICS M I T M I'N O . , K. IIUMI'HKKV. Illai-kiiuitli, In hia new build . Iur, back of lh.' Il.uik building, Pomcrny, Ublo. Job Work of all kind,, llomo-ahoeina;, executed rilbliciitue. and dispuUh. JuliHU. IN TK KH A XD OIA Z nlwT J-S tVTUAX, i'aTuti-r"iiuil t!l.ir, woat aide Court . .Ircot. fo'irth door ahove Court, Ponieroy, O. " "sa riTii k iW'JL J II. ll.i'in'ON CO. Saddle and TlnrnvM .Mnn. ' ulai-turun, Kroul street, oppo.ite the now Hank ing flouae. J" AM is WKIU'lTl'Tsaddie and Hariiea. .Maker. Shop over Black aud ItnlUburn'aslore.ln Rutland. O. s , -v x T., ri , T S VT l. 1 y C3 M O O N F V. O T T O N K U S . SlDKHurro.M'S Grocery and Confectionery, , West side of Court street, Ponieroy, O. aeptIO ' The wlnda hare blown the smoke away: Cold la the forito and hushed the mill. : The toil-worn cotter rests to-day, ( Traffic la muto, and labor still, . The unharnessed mule feeds on the greon, . ' The weary ox rests In the'sbade; A holy oaliu pervadea the seeue, Light radlatea from bill aud glade. ' Gay flower which light the vernal sod. Like drone of sunshine from the sky, I : Bw their fair heada to worship God, . , And tend tholr fragrant praise on high. " ' ' . . J -S.' '-. ' " '" Beneath hi own fhtro1tri(t 4ne, tieslde tho lowly cottage donr, ' The good man reads the precious line : Of prouilso to the bninblu poor. The Bible la the poor roan's law, A blesaod boon to mortals given, A Indder such as Jacob m, With angola coming down from heaven. experienced of being nailed down, in my COtnn. . ; ! j .': - 'Come- in.' I excLumcd. !.. The door opened, and Bridget made her appearance, ( 1 shouw say ma. uriaget, was a recent importation trom tne n.mer aid Isle, and was our maid of all work. I asiure you we had work to (rain her. , To give you an idea how exceedingly verdant she was when she first came to us, we asked her one hot, scorching day, to pour water on some ice; she di4 so only the water was boiling) i If vou Dlcase. sir.' said Bridget, 'the mate is all cooked, and breakfast is nearly ready ' ' . ii ..-. WMr- 1 rftfci WfrofrrVrTintreri could lot.k .UUhd me rmVAr rrrmrl. , first thinff that I noticed was a 'All rio-ht. Biido-et I renlied: 'we will man, paying, as I thought, a creai rret ud directly. Give me the 'Sun' paper.' much attention to my wife. V O ME N . v Hire CiaiT. 'TIs a and truth, yet His a truth That doea not need the proving, i We give our hearts away unasked, And are not loved fur loving. Striving to win a llttlu back, For all we feel, we hide It, And Hps, that trembling with their love, in trembling have dunlud II. We, foolish, doom the kiss and imilo , . Hut lire ar.d lore's beginning; While he who wins our heart away, ' is salislled with winning. On thinking that we bare not found ' The right one for our muting, We go on till our hnir la white. And eyes are blind with wultlug. The beat of ns, until we dio, , . la leu n saint thun woman; And while we pray for love divine, ' Our heart, yearn for Ih.i human. iJSltsctllan-j. TUB SECltUT OF HAITI MESS. BY B0KJIL SIMHAWL. W AG O X M A K I N O . U4c r-TrKOSKIU.w.i.m maker. Miifberr) trvt. . Ponieroy, O.. over P. K. Hunnhrej'ho. Iluv ng bad loug exporienci in th.' bii,iuc, they tire ena bled to csKCutu, in a tiout und siihlaiitial umiiiior. all erdera for wnjroiii, liurxl"". carriageadte.,, on short uutice, and at reaaonable terms. D E X T I S T It Y DC. WHALKY,8urgen Dentist. Hummer's liiilld- lug Slid Nlory, Rutland atreet, Middleport.O. All parations pcrtuiniiir to the prof.ion promptly pur faised. Ladles wailed upon at their residence, If desired. Dee. 111. AG. Hilll.I.Il'S. II. I). 8., (Graduate of the Cln . rlnnnll Dental Collego, and ten yearx In prac tice,) onVrshlaprofclnnalservlces to the citiM-iis of Ponieroy and vicinity. OFFICE At present with Dr. Sing, formerly the Kichange nnnk Ofltce. null 'ST. HOTELS. UK. IIOTKU A!H STAGF. OPPlfK. four doors be . low the Rolling Mill, Pomeroy, Meigs comity, O MJ A. Webster, Proprietor. n37 1MS5. T ANN Kit H ti JTrTl It I K It S (KKORGK McQUIGGdcCo. tanners and Currle"r a Butternut street, (on Sugar Hun.) Pnmeroy.O. MANUFACTURES. P'J.MEROY ROLLING MILL COMPANY, have eon stantly on hand anil make to order, a superior quality of Iron of all sixes. Orders promptly exo utod,by application to the Agent at the Mill, ortu , Jan. 13, 'M. 1-ly . L. F. POTTER, Cincinnati. CIOALPORT SALT C0MPA5Y. Office In Cooper's J Building Coalporl, O. Salt for Country trade, MeUil, Thirty-Five cenls per bushel. . (JUGAR RUN HALT COMPANY, Pomemy. Salt -J Tweuly-flve cents per bushel. Offlce near the Fur C.GRAKT. Agent. P"oiiERdY SALT COM PAXV, Ponieroy, O. Suit for aalo at Thirty-are cent, ner bushel, for Country Trad. . . DrB5F.Y SALT COMPAKY, Conlport. "fiaTt for sale at 33 centa per bushel for country trade. ' STOVES anTFiTTw AitiJ". WJ. PHAI.I MannfuetnrerofTlnware.and Uoal- er In every variety of Stove, etc., opposite the Court-homo, Pomerov. r: mttttth. MinDLEPORT SASH FACTORYiSD PLANING MILL-AII orders In this line of buin will bo filled pnnclunlty, and at low rutos, by address Ing or applying to . 7-ly . J. WJ05KS. Mlddleport. ' tJTKAM SAW MILL, Front street, Pomemy, near O Karr's Run. Rial R. Nye, Proprlotor. Lumber awed to order r n short notice. Clustering lath con stantly on hand lor sale. June 3, IB5S. COALRIDGE FLOUH1NO MILL. Pomerov, and Crystal Flouring Mill, Coatpoart. M unlock cV Rye, Proprietor. Cask paid for W heal at all time. IfYGKRVILLB STEAM GRIST MILL. Nathaniel I- Kuwart, Proprietor. Ha been recently retiullt, Hd la now prepared to do good work on short Botleo jew"e77ky PKTKR LAM8RF.CHT, Watchmaker, and Uealerln Watches, Clocks, Jewelry and Fancy Articles, Cown street, below the new Banking House, Pomeroy. Vlhes. Clucks and Jewelry carefully repaired on ahort notice and reasonable terms. June23. A. AlCHRR. WatChmalcKF .n.l laarallar nH a wholesale and retail dnala. u rii. Jewelry and Fancy Gooda, Front-at.. Are doors above Merchanta' Hotel, Pomcrny. Particular attention yald to repairing V7atch. Clocksand Jewelry. julU INS U It A N C E C O M P A X I ES. ?TNA INSURAKCE COMPANY, of Hnrdford, JXJ Cnimestieu, O. Branh, Agent, Court-street. I'nntnt.. Ian 30 BOOTH AND SHOEs! T WHITESIDE, Manufacturerof Boots and Shoes, a Front Street, three doors ahove Slnna hrl.lr. The bvstof ori,for Ludici j-.id Centlenien, mad It order.. 'Oh, how I wish we were richer!' I said to my wife one d.ty. . 'My dear, she said, 'you must not be discon'ented: we hnvo every comfort what more do we desire?' Oh, there are a hundred things a larger houso, a carriage, a fine library, and 1 know not what. It is n sin to fly in the face of God's providence,' replied my wile. 'Our house is plenty large enough for our small fam ily, mid ns for a carriage, we should have no use lor it ana men we suoscnoe to the Mercantile Library. You can tret my book you want from there. Believe me, my love, we have every reason to be satisfied with our present lot, and instead of repining, ought to thank God for it' And the dear little woman came over to me put her arms around mv neck no, I made a mistake, she is too short for that site pulled my face down to hers and kissed mo. Dear reader, I must tell you that my name U Jonathan Cutterwell, and that I have the privilege of writing M. D. after it, as a diploma from the University Med ical College in New York, now hanging in my bed-room, amply testifies. I was born in V u yinia, and of course belonged to one of the F. F . Vs., I hope you will make no mistake upon this point. At the time I commence this story I had been living fur upward of four yeare in Madison street, in the city of Baltimore. 1 hud scraped together a fair picture, and as my wife had said, we had every com fort. But still I was not satisfied; there was Dr. B kept his carriage, Profes- C had a large fine house, with ever so many servants, and Dr. D had a very large library, while I could gfitall my books in a moderately sized book case. I wanted to jump to the top of the ladder at once I did not like this wailing for for tune it was altogether too slow, too te dious a process for me. The result of all that was, I became discontented, cross, peevish. I was easily annoyed, and roy naturally good temper stood in great dan ger of being forever destroyed. My wife, however, exerted a good deal of influence over me soothing my ruffled spirits, pouring oil upon the troubled wa ters. 1 don't believe it was possible for there to be another woman like her in the world. Sho was the'epitomc of goodness. She was , but why should I go on. Words cannot express half her good quali ties; I must leave it to the readers' imag ination to fill np the portrait. She also belonged to the F. F. V's. We had been brought up together from childhood, had always loved each other, and you might search the whole United ' States through and you would not find a happier marriage than ours. . - , The conversation opening my story oc curred on the 31st of December, 1865. We Were undressing for bed, and had had a few friends to spend the evening with as. I had been beaten three games of checs, running, and that might perhaps, have had something to do with increasing my discontent. , . . . Well, as I before said, my wife came over and kissed me; this soothed my feel ings a little, and without more grumbling, I jumped into bed. ' ' X ' I dreamed I scarcely know what I dreamed that night carriages, libraries, gold, silver, were all mixed up in terrible confusion. At last I thought I was dead, and some one was nailing down my coffin. Rat-tat-tat.' Perspiration bursting from every pore in my body. 'Rat-tat-tat.' A fearful struggle in which I knocked my wife over the eye with my elbow, for tunately not hurting her, but- causing her to gv me a kick (of course she did not know what she was doing) which awa kened me. It was bread day light, and soros one was knocking at tho bed-room door, which explained the comforUblo sensation I had fret un directly. Uive me ine -oun paper. Bridget did as I requested, and I propped myself up in bed and began to peruse it. The first thing that struck me, was that it was Tuesday the first day ot Janu ary, 1850. I had quite forgotten that it was New Year's day. I determined I would turn over a new leaf, and endeavor to be more satisfied with my condition for the ensuing year. My eyes then ran down the list of advertised letters. I saw one for me yes, there it was, 'Jonathan Cut terwell, M. D.,' right before my eyes. Now, to say nothing of the prehx, Joua than, I immediately snrmised that the let ter must be intended for me. I set my wits to work to think who it could be from. 'I have it,' said I to myself; 'it's from Aunt Marearot. She has sent us a hand some New Year's gift in the shape of a bank bill, aud not knowing my true ad dress, had directed the letter simply Balti more. ' ; . I was so conyinced that my supposition was correct, that I could no longer restrain mv impatience, but jumped up and hurried on my clothes, told Bridget to delay the breakfast,: threw myself into a Howard street stage, and m about a quarter ot an hour, found myself at the Post Office win dow. In another minute the letter was in my hands. I opened it, and, to my astonishment, read as follows: Accomack, C. II., Va., Doc. 24, '55. Dear Sir: We regret to inform you of j the demise of your respected aunt, Mar craret Cuttorwell. By her will, now in our j possession, yo it are nppointod sole heir to her property, amounting in rem estate ana personal property to 810,000 per annum. Hoping to see you immediately, wo re main " " T- Yours, respectfully, FLEEGEM fc CO. To Jonathan Cutterwell, Esq., M. D., Bal timore, Md. Poor Aunt Margaret was dead then! In spite of the wealth she had left me, I really felt sorry; she was such a good kind, old lady, but then 1 reflected, we cannot expect to live forever, and eighty is, after all, a good old age. And then I thought of the wealth she had left me, and the new com forts it , would biiiift us how hiffh we could hold up our heads! That we could get a carriaiie as handsome a3 Dr. B s, a horse as tine as Dr. C 's, and a li brary aslarue os Dr. D- 'a. By the time all these thing had passed through my mind I had again reached home. 'Joy! joy! joy!' I exclaimed, as I opened the door; my wifa was sitting at the break fast table waiting for my return ;'wc are rich, we are independent!' 'What do you mean, my dear? You must bo going crazy,' said my wife. In replv 1 threw the letter to her to read. I could see the dear girl's eyes brighten as she rend. 'Oh, how nice!' she exclaimed, when she had perused it. 'Now Jonathan dear, what shall we do?' Well,' I returned, I suppose I must give up practice.' 'Certainly, throw physic to the dogs,' returned Jane. . 'We will then make a tour of the United States,' I added. 'No, no,' said Jane, 'we will go at once to Paris.' Paris!' I replied, 'nonsense, I don't want to go and live on French nickhaws. We will go to Niagara, and I say no,' returned my wife in a loud Voice, at the same time stirring her coffee With such energy, that she threw her cup over and broke it all to pieces. We will go to Paris. 'Paris be bothered.' I replied, 'it shall be nothing but Niagara.' , . ' Paris.' ............ Niagara.' , " ' ' Pans.!' ' Niagara! 'I say Paris. ' '' 'I say it shall be Niagara!' I grew very angry and . with my last words, in my rage kicked over the break fast table, scattering the coffee, cups, plates, and everything on the table in ev ery direction, of course breaking them all. When I saw the disorder I had occa sioned I became ashamed of myself. My poor little wife burst into tears. It was the first quarrel we ever had., Never mind, darling,' I exclaimed, ap proaching my wife andkiseing her. 'You shall have your way, we will go to Paris. Jane smiled, through her tears, and re turned my embrace. I . started the same day for Accomack C. H., and in a week was in full possession of my property. In three days we were on board the Arago, and on the fifth out of sight of land. I shall not attempt to describe the mis eries of that Toyage. The reader can realize it. when I tell him that I was sen sick from the day we started to the day we landed. Oh! how I cursed the sea, Paris, and our recent fortune! . How heartily I wished I whs back again in old Baltimore attending my patients. I begged, prayed, implored somebody fo throw me overboard, but the savages'only laughed at me. My wife on the other hand was not sick at all, but seemed to enjoy herself thoroughly, while I rocked in my berth. '. I could bear her laughing and joking .with the rest of the passengers. The sound. was hateful to me, and I upbraided her very much for it. -She retaliated, high. woruV ensued, and we had another desperate quarrel. It was sometime before - we -made this up. This quarrel was finally succeeded by oth ers; in fact that they became; now. almost of daily occurrence, and I plainly saw that we were going to hate each other, " jWe landed atllaTre I" ' After had been--on sloi- n f I Lt'yrtn to .i.Thj French- deal too my wife. , I scowled at him He advanced to me with the most pleas ant air in the world, and said: Monsieur has been veiy sick I "hope Monsieur feels better. Yes, I do,' I growled. , t 'Who is that fellow?' I whispered to my wife. Oh, that's Monsieur Letoux. our follow passenger from New York; you were so sick all the way over that you did not see him, but I assure you he was very atten tive to me.' . . , 'I have no doubt he was,' I muttered. " 'Monsieur and Madame go to Paris?' 'I shall have' the honor, of accompanying them.' ' , There was no help for it. I could riot be so unmannerly as to repulse polite at tention, so I bowed my head in acquies cence. We were soon on bur road to Pai is. I sat coiled up in one corner of the railroad carriage while my wife chatted with M. Letoux, in i?rencn. JMOw l know little French while my wife spoke it like a na tive. I could, however, distinguish the words 'Mou cher Monsieur,' and 'Ma chare Madam,' very often repeated. I did not like it, but held my peace. We arrived in due time at Pans, and under the Frenchman's advice, took apart ments in the Hotel Maurice Then followed a long dreary month of 6ight-seetnj, and how tiresome it was. We visited the Louvre, Pantheon, Cata combs, Versailles, St. Cloud and a hun dred other places that I don't remembe'r. We returned home every day tired to death How I wished myself home again! And then my wife became more distant to me. every day; it was eviuent sue iook no Eleasuroin my society; not a daf passed at what we had a violent quarrel. I did not curse our recently acquired fortune. I ceased at last to fro out atall with my wife, but my place was well filled by Mon sieur Letoux, who took her everywhere. This eternal t renchman was always with us; he paid assiduous court to Jane, but I did no'j mind that much, for in spite of all the differences between me and my wife, I still had faith in her honor. I did not believe she was vulnerable on that point. Alas! i was grievously aeceivea dui do not let me anticipate. As 1 have before stated, things went on in this manner for a month, and I became perfectly distrusted with the whole affair, and would spend my whole day in GaHg nai's reading room, while Letoux gallanted my wife about. This became so regular that my wife never saw me until late at night, and never expected me during day time. It was a relief to both of us to see each other as little as possible, for now there was no sympathy between us, our thoughts, ideas and wishes were entirely opposite. How different from our modest home in Baltimore! There we had agreed in everything, aud our life had been one of unalloyed happiness and love! Oh, fatal, fatal fortune! Why we had agreed with the possession of 10,000 a year? Oue day I went to the reading-room as usual, but while there I was taken with a violent sickhead-ache. I determined to go to my hotel and go to bed. Acting upon this idea, contrary to my usual custom, I returned home in the mid dle of the day I was just about enter ing my bed room when I heard voices in the parlor, which was situated on the same landing with the sleeping apartment. I cautiously approached the glass door and peeped over the green blind. Oh! liod! what did 1 see tuere could l be lieve my eyes? " . i ' Yes, there was Moniseur Letoux, kneel ing at ray wife's feet, kissing her hand and oh! horror of horrors! bhe .was ga zing lovingly in his face. My brain was on fire; my heart beat tu multuously. Her indifference .1 could bear, but dishonor never! I rushed into my bed room, and seized a revolver I al ways carried with me whan traveling. With one bourn d I was in the room, con fronting the guilty pair 'Villain you ' must die!' I exclaimed, and discharged my pistol at Letoux, the ball entered his heart, be reeled, gazed at me with a ghastly stare, and fell dead at feet.- i ; . . . How shall I describe all the anguish of mind X endured? My heart was broken. One morning I was informed that my trial was to take place that day. I heard the newt with uttered indifference, but I cared not what became of me. I was tried; I made no defense, and af ter a long investigation, a verdict of guiliy of willful murder was returned against mo. . ' ..i I was, condemned to be guillotined in a week! . . ........... . ,. . The fatal day at lenrth dawned. - The execution was to take, place iu the. Place du Trone. We left the prison at an early honr. and soon beft lotine, and I could see the knife jrliaten in the rays of the morning sun. The ap proach to the scaffold was Surrounded by soldiers. A passage was formed between them, and I ascended the steps. An immense concourse of people filled the square, and when they saw me, a fearful cry was raised, whether of symapthy or distrust 1 bad no means of telling. I glanced around me for a moment and then kneeled down and prayed fervently. I rose up and prepared to suffer the ex treme penalty of the law. I bared my head in the fatal niche. I heard a rustling sound and tell a violent shock. X opened my eyes and a well known voice greeted my ears. Now master, will you get up; and sure the coffee's cowld, and the . mate's done to r.gs.' And thre was Bridget shaking mo by the shoulder to awake me. I saw all in a moment; I had fallen asleep over the paper, and it was all a dream. When 1 understood it I could fairly have hugged Bridget, I wa3 so pleased. Hooked around, nnd there was my own little wife in a calm, placid sleep by . my side. There was no letter, no fortune, and what was still better no murder. . Oh! how happy I was! It gave me a good lesson, and that is: The secret of Happiness is Contentment. From Arthur's Homo Muguilno. "He Died Itlcli." People Bftid this every where, when the moruiuir papers announced the death of John xtussell, President of the Jiiink. They said it on Wall street whero they count wealth by hundreds of thousands, aud jthey said it in elegant parlors, and by luxurious breakfast tables, all over the squares and avenues of the great city; they said it, too, in dark alleys, aud in (lark homes where all his thousands could not buy back to the millionaire one hour of the life that was to them a burden and a misery.. Everywhere it wast the same story. "Ho died rich." rSJtl. , a"ar5'a TValTBJ5-n TlLflir of heaven, in defiance of the ..potency fore .Km neering of the pretending and ambitious. The sacredhess of the consecrated spot will make them warriors in time of exter nal strife, 'These shocks of corn,' said Xeniphon, 'inspire thoss who raised them fo defend them. The largest of them in the fJeid is a prise exhibited in the mid- cIIa of tllA StAt.A to rrnwn iIia si.?,. i, CAlliA.n foitn toava nilarl fliir.lr uvirm fViA Ir. ... 1 . " dying man; and you, reader, would have thouirht it too, it you could nave looked around that chamber, into which death was entering with his dumb footfalls and his ghastly presence. Oh, it was a prince ly room! Rare piotures flushed the wajls, that Winter day, with the glory of Arca dian Summers; the fairest blossoms of Easy Way to Compute Interest. A correspondent of a Baltimore papers gives the following easy method for computing interest for any number of days at six per cent: : Divide the number of days by six and multiply the dollars by the quotient, and tho result is the interest in decimals; cut off the right hand figure, and you have it in dollars and cents, thus: What is the interest of $100 for 21 days? 21 divided by six is 34 1 00 mul tiplied by 3i is 350, or thirty-live cents. Again: What is the interest on S378 for 93 days? 93 divided by six is 15.J; 478 multiplied by 15 is 5850, or $5.85 andO-lOths. my Now madam, it is your turn,' 1 1 ex claimed, facing, my wife, 'vou must re join your vile paramour,' . 'OhI mercy, Johnathan, mercy r she cried clasping her hands together. 'What! show mercy to a vile woman like you neverl' ; , , I placed the revolver to ' her heart and discharged it. . : i i , She died without a groan. My work was now finished and I gazed rapidly around me. My feelings under went a repulsion. There lay Jane, my own dear wife, weletring in her blood and I was her mourner! - What a cry of hor- ror, I threw en y self on her prostrate form and then lost my consciousness. , When I came to myself I was in the hands of the gendarms and on roy road to prison.-'. - t Three mouths dreary cnplivily followed. 2r"My son," said Mr. , N., "how could you marry an Irish . girl? "Why father,' said the son, "I'm not able to. keep two women if X d married a xankeegirl, I'd have had to hire an Irish girl to take care of her." The above, though designed for a joke, is too truthful to bo passed over as a mere piece of ftavonty. It contains a just reproach which, we hope, all right thinking "Yankee girls" will profit by. It is text and sermon combined, and we give it a place with a sincere wish that some of our young lady readers who think it a degradation to do "housework" af ter they have caught a husband, may reap advantage from it. Ex. costly carpet; and the daintily embroidered drapery fell ip soft, crinkled clouds from the massive bedstead. And the owner of all this magnificeuco lay there dying; and through all his life of more than threescore years, he had struggled and toiled for this to die rich!. Ho had bought lauds, and sold them; he had sent richly freighted ships to foreign ports; he had owned shares in railroads, and stock in Banks, and now! Ah! there was an angel who stood at the bedside of John Russell in thai; dying hour, and the man had nothing out of all his life to give him; no generous, noble, eelf-Bacrificing deeds, which would have been pearls, and gold, and all precious jew els in the hand of the angel; so he wrote down at the' close of the last chapter of John Russell's life, "11$ died poor." And John Russell saw the words ns his soul followed the angel on that journey which sooner or la'-er we must all take, and he knew then for the first time that all the labor, and toil, and struggling of bis life on earth, had only brought him this verdict at tho bar of the kingdom of Heaven, "Ho died poor." "He died poor." A very few persons said this of an old man who lay in a back chamber of a small dilapidated building, whoso solitary window looked out on the back garden of John Russell's residence. The floor was bare, and there were only a few chairs, a table, and a low bed in the room. By its tide stood an old black wo wau, whom the dying man had occasion ally furnished with an armful of wood, or a loaf of bread. Sho moistened his cold lips with water, or held the tallow candle close to his dim eyes, so that he miht see once more the light of this world. He had not a dollar upon earth; his fortune had taken wings and flown away; his wife and his childien hadgono before him, his friends had deserted or lost sight of him, nnd now none remained to watch with the old man till death called him, but the Beautifully Said We make the following beautiful ex tract' on the homestead . exemption' lawr from a letter written by a .distinguished Judge of Tennessee: v-,.;- . ., , ? "Secure to each , family, whose-, labor may acquire it, a little spot of fresh earth that it may call its own that will be an asylum in .times of adversity, -from 'which the mother and tire children, old age and infancy, can still. .draw sustenance and obtain , protection, . . though . misfortune may rob them of all else, and 'they feel they ale still free still entitled to walk on the green earth, and breathe' the - free Secure a home to every family whose labor may obtain one, against the weeknesses, vices, or misfortunes of fathers, and you rivet the affection of the child, in years of manhood, by a stronger bond than any con sidration that could exist. He will re member where he gambolled in his early youth, the stream upon whose fioweiy banks he felt a mother's love and the green spot within that little homestead where sleep the loved and the lost." Peach Buds Winter Killed. We are sony to inform our readers that the peach buds in this region are severely injuied. On strong shoots of last year's wood they are generally killed, owing lo the warm weather of mid-wintef develop ing them prematurely; but,ort trees made little wood, many buds are uninjured. In some places that will probably be a good crop, while in others it will be a total failure. We examined the buds on our own trees and found the majority killed. Luckily we can spare foui-tifihs of these blossom-bud3and still have plenty left. Much depeuds on tho weather in April, when trees are in blossom, f jr five degrees of frost will do more harm then than twenty degrees will now. We do not know to what extent tho blossoms' of the cher ries are effected, but we are of the opinion that they are unhurt; we have not exam ined the apricots, but think that they have suffered considerably. Ohio Farmtr Boys and Giiils. Speaking of the plan of separating the sexes in school, Mr. Stowe, the celebrated Glasgow teacher, says: The separation has been found iry'uri- i ous. it is impossible to raise the inrls as high, intcllectua'ly, wihout the boys a with them; and it is impossible to raise boys morally as high without girls. The gills morally elevate the boys, and the Doys intellectually elevate the girls. But more than this, girls themselves are mor- o.u man i... ueatn cni.eu mm. out u.e . Fhe m;e of b( and gn.ie.ui om umca. uu..u. mu. .10 the boys arc intellectually elevated by the Couldn't Understand a Miracle. A clergyman who was endeavoring to in struct one of his Sunday scholars, a plow boy, on the nature of a miracle. "Now, my boy," said he, "suppose you were to see the sun rising in the middle of the night, what should you call that?" "the mutie. please, zur." "No, but," said the clergyman, "suppose you knew that it was not the moon, but the sun, and that you saw it actually rise in the middle of the night what should you think?" "Please, zur, I should think it was time to get up." 3T"A Scottish parson was betrayed into more puns than he meant to make, when he prnyed for the council and parliment, that they might bang together in these trying times. A countrymen standing by cried out, "Yes with all my heart, and the sooner the better; it's the prayer of all good people." "But, my friends," said the parson, "I don't mean as that fellow does; but 1 pray that they may all hang together in accord and concord." 'No matter what cord," the fellow sang out again, "so its only a strong one." XSTlIow many mothers are there, in the world, who have one manner of speak ing at home, and another when out in society? Can there be a more touching rebuke than that uttered by the little girl below. She, like all children, was a close observer of her parrents' conduct. A lady who was in the habit of visiting the fidor, for benevolent purposes, took her ittle daughter with her. The child saw, heard, and was interested. But there was something which the child could not ex actly make out. - So, on the road home, she said: r "Mamma, when you are out visiting the poor, you aw lay 8 talk about Jesus Christ to them, and you don't talk of Him when you are at home.'' B Commikhiwsivk. Talk to the point and stop when you have reached'it. The faculty some possess of making one idea cover ft quire of paper, is not good for much. Be comprehinsive in all you say or write. To fill a volume upon nothing is no credit to anybody; thongh Lord Chesterfield wrote a very clever poem on Nothing. saved from starvation. But the angel with the book stood there, too, and looking over that old man's life, ho saw how many good, and gentle, and generous deeds brightened every year; how he had been kind to the building, nnd forgiven such wrongs as make men fiends, and stnven, throuni all tho trials and temptation of his long, sad life, to be true to Uod and himself. So the angel wrote under the last chapter of this old man's life, and every letter shono like some rare setting of diamonds, "He died rich." . And the old man knew it, too, when he stood at the silver gates of the Eternal city, and they led him in, and showed him the "inheritance to which he was heir." . There was the house not made with hands, with its columns of pearl, and its ceilings of jasper, wilh its pleasant rooms, and its lofty halls, and its mighly organs from which peal forever the notes of praise to our God! There, too, was the pleasant landscape, with its green aVenUes, its golden pavil ions, its trees waving in the joy ol eternal leaves, and itssilver meadow lands sloping down to the river of eternal waters. He WAS heir to all these things, and he took their title deeds from the hands of God's angels, and entered into their possession, while they were saying pityingly on earth, "He died poor," Ah, render! how unlike it is with the things here, and the things there. All tho wealth of this world cannot buy one acie of the soil "on the other side of the river," nor one title deed to its pleasant homes, or its fountains of sweet waters; but only live so that when 3ou sail out on tho great sea of death you shall bear with you to the golden ports those blessed words of the angels, "lie died rich," and jou shall be satisfied .' with your, inheritance in the "kingdom of Heaven.". I . SBS ' &3T"''! love to look upon a young man. There is a hidden potency concealed within his breast which charms and pains me." . i The daughter of a clergyman hap pening to find the' above sentence at the close of a piece of her fathers' manuscript as he left it in his study, sat down and added Them.s my sentiments, exactly, papa all but the pains.' jfa?A man in Pawtucket lately made application for insurance on a building sit uated in a village where there was no fire engine. In answer to the question "What are the facilities for extinguishing fires?' he wrote, 'It rains sometimes.' - . C ' 1. , , . . , presence oi guis. jsoys orougnt up with girls aie made more positively, intellect ual by the softening influence of the female character. JEFourteen members of the Iowa House of Representatives are natives of New York, nine are from Pennsylvania, and seventeen from Ohio. Bursting of a Grindstone. Friday afternoon week, John Birch, an Knglis man, about 45 years of age, was instantly killed by tho bursting or breaking of "a large grindstone, iu the establishment of Messrs. Brown & Tetley, Wood street. He was engaged in grinding files at the ac cident. Although warned not to do so, Birch put on an extra pulley in order to increase the velocity of the stone, which is driven by steam. The stone was a very large one; and the increased speed, as is stated, caused it to burst into four pieces. Birch was thrown from his seat, his fore head cut open, his noso split, and one of his eyes knocked out. Pitit. Di$patch. Strange Feelings. Stephen O'Don nel, of Troy, the lad who was run over by tho locomotive on the Hudson River Rail road on Saturday evening, at the Hospital, U getting on nicely indeed. He says ho would not know, "but for the evidence of sight, that the limb had been taken off. Ho can feel his toes hitting against the bud post, feel the leg move about in bed, and a slight pain in the calf, caused by over exertion in riding down hill. He had a coi n on of his toes, and he says it pains him very much occasionlly. This is p. curious fact, but it is one thRt physi cians almost invariably remark in cases of amputation. Tho boy is a stout-hearted little fellow, and will probably soon get well. Alb. Journal. Gold In the North.A friend of ours has a letter from a relative in Pepin, Dunn, county, Wiscousin, which states that considerable excitement has been created there by the discovery of gold. A man was digging a well in the vicinity of the town, and, in raising the dirt, he saw something spnrkle, nnd, thinking it might be gold, took it to Dr. E. Lathrop for ex- animation. This gentleman, having been a resident of California, found it was really gold in a matrix of quartz. Sand has also been washed and yielded handsomely. When the snow melts there will of course be further investigations, and it may be that a new El Dorado will be opened to rival the State'of the Golden Gate. Louis ville Journal. " vrr Lost A valuable new silk umbrella, beloniui? to a gentleman willi a curiously i carved Ivor IieaJ. JtgSays the Philadelphia "Ledger:" "The New York papers state that several remarkable conversions to religion have taken place in that city among the 'shoul der hitters,' and other hard 'cases,' but in Philndelpnia n still greater conversion is reported, for an old 'note shaver' is said to have turned 'philanthropist!'" iCT'"How many deaths?" nskfd the hospital physician. "Nine." "Why. I orJorc.l medicine fur ten." "Yes, but :ono would not take it."