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A .WEEKLY JOURNAIr-DEVOTED TO POLITICS, LITERATURE, , AGIUOULTU11E, COMMERCE, AND NEWS.
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NEW. SERIES VOL. 1, NO. 13.
POMEItOY,' TUESDAY, MARCH 30, 1858.
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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
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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."

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