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niXTS ON EDUCATION.?NO. 3.
Mr. Editor,?
Every careful observer of
the custom* and maimers of society
mu.st he convinced of the fact that there
are Iwt few families where a truly en-j
lightened policy is pursued in retard to
the work ??f raiding children. Tel this
is not owing to the want of a desire on
the part of parents to do that which is
right, hut to h luck of the opportunity ;
and means of informing iheir minds in
leiutioti to tiie nature and real wants of
the little ones committed to their care.
Some seem to think of nothing hut tha i
renting of work-hands,-r-they have al
ways had to work and intend to make1
their children work loo?that they do; i
and so these tender plants ofimmor-;
tality hive to drudge on from early
dawn till evening twilight, all through i
their youthful days; while the soul is '
left to wither and droop in the gloomy !
prison of ignorance, with nothing to -
nourish it hut the insipid thoughts of
other minds as little expanded as its
own.?Another cluss thinks of nothing j
hut the .mind. . Health?exer.y ~thing |
else is sacrificed at the shiine of intel
lectual improvement. Their children1
nhall not be slaves to labor?not at all;
they are ^oing to educate them. And
what is the consequctice? They grow
up dwarfish, deathly looking objccts,
with too little strength of body to pur
sue successfully-their studies, or to dis
play the mind after all its cultivation.
Again, there is another class who bend
all thoir efforts to the religious educa-;
tion of their children?to training them
to think on overy thing as they do.
TJrey ere twilling for v'lem to read or
ar.y thing that is not in stiict ac
cordance with their notions of ortho
doxy; and so they grow up with nar
tow minds and darkened understand
ing; and, being incapabl&of reasoning,
unless their hearts are really under the
influVnc of divine grace, are very easi
ly led by skeptics into a disbelief of
those very principle* which their parents
took so much pains to instil I.?At.d
there is yet another class who do not
seem to trouble themselves at all about
their children, any further tnan to feed
and clothe them. They let them grow
up idle, ignorant and reckless. Such
children are allowed to go where they
please, mingle in what company they
pleasii, upend the Sabbath as they please
mid take from others what they please;
nr.(I \ty|ien they become men and wo
men, they generally continue to follow
?their ? wn pleasure till it leads them to
the prison er the gallows.
Now iii order to correct these errors I
in education, the constitution of man
must be studied. It must be remem l
bered that he id body and spirit united?j
that he is u physical, social, intellectual
and accountable being; and that his use-;
fulness and happiness in this life de*
pend upon the proper and harmonious
duvelopemeut of all iiis powcit*. If
the bod)- is feeble and diseased, the!
mind which id the thinking faculty of
tho spirit, is more or less affected by it; j
and if the ?uul is in trouble, the body j
ulso partakes ?>f its sufferings, and not
(infrequently is brought to dissolution
by ihem. Heuce we sue tho importance
of neglecting neither in the great work '
of education. SERA, j
? A Goon Rbason ?" I pay, printer, do
you lako Manhattan Money 1"
" No."
'? What's tho reason?ain't it good V*
u Yes."
" Why don't you take it then!"
" Can't get it."
LATE FOREIGN NEWS.
JBy Ttlfgraph for th Baltimort American.
ARRIVAL OF THE NIAGARA.
OXE WEEK LATEX FROM EUROPE.
Halifax, Oct. 27.?The royal mail
steamship Niagara, Capt. Leitch, from
Liverpool uti Saturday, 15th inst., ar
rived liere at one o'clock this morn*
ing.
The Collins steamship Arctic, from
New York, on the 1st inat., ariived out
on Wednesday, 12th.
The Sultan has announced that if the
Russians do not evacuate the Principal
ities within fifteen days, Turkey will
consider it a* a cfl?e of declured war, j
and will Hct accordingly, but will not at |
present cross the Danube.
The proclamation of war ia posted ]
on all the Mosques.
The Sultan lias invited the combined
fleets to Constantinople.
The Black Sea is free to neutral flags.
Louis Napoleon is reported to have i
statfd on the 12th inat., that unless Rus
sia yields war must he proceeded with.
A Paris eones/iondri)! writes that in
the private Constantinople letters the
Eastern question is examined in every
point of view, and the conclusion unan-!
imnusly come to is that there is no es-:
capo from war.
The Paris correspondent of the Lon
don Globe say?:?" Notwithstanding all(
that we hear of preparations for the '
war, the impression here that peace will
be preserved is very general.
The number of offers of aid to the j
Turkish government from Poles, Hun-1
tjarians, &c? is almost incredible.
These offers aro not confined to the
refugees in France?they have come
from the United States, frura Hungary,
Poland and Italy.
Russian agents are actively engaged
in stirring up insurrections in Turkey.
The Emperor of Russia has authori
zed the free importation in any port of
Finland all the materials for equipping
ships. This privilege to endure fur i
five years.
A number of English officers, most,
it' not all, belonging lo ihe Indian ser
vice, are moving between the Turkish
camps, and a number are also now on
their way to Constantinople.
A letter from Turin says the Pied
montese government had refused to ad
mit M. Foresti, a naturalized American,
as Consul for tliu United States, alledg
ing that he is a disciple of Mazzini's. |
The Paris police have made a search j
for Kossuth in tho house of Mr. Kif, a
Hungarian. Kossuth, however, was
not there. j
Corn may be imported into the Papal
States duty free, until February next.
1rei.an'3?The Rev. Dr. Tyng, ol N. j
York, who has just returned from a vi
sit to Ireland, gives a most favorable and
glowing account of the work of religious
reformation in progress in that country.
Thousands upon thousands of the peo
plo are leaving tho Church of Rome,
and embracing the religion of the Savi
our as it is taught iu the Sacred Volume.
Thd economy, thrift, energy and neat
ness that have heretofore characterized
the Protestant Christians of Ireland are
promptly indicated by the new converts,
(or " apostates," as our Roman Catho
lic friends kindly insist upon calling
them.) and hence they are accused of
being bribed to profess conversion?a
vaiu and expensive system of prosely
ting, truly ! Dr. Tyng says that though
there are a few persons in England and
the United States madly going into the
Church of Rome, there ore thousands
in Ireland and upon the Continent daily
coming out of it.?Ball- Clipper.
tllat Amoiip Irish Laborers.
PrrrsBOitii, Oct. 26.?A bloody riot
took place last night, about ihieo miles
west of Washington, between two par
ties of I'isli Railroad laborers. A par
ty of Cminaiigbt men, from the Stou
lienville Railroad, whilst passing along
the National Road, lo wotk on the
Hcinpfield Road, met a parly of Cork
coniaus, when a tei rible row ensued.
Two men had their skulls fractured,
and weie otherwise seriously injured?
I one is not expected to live. The mili
tary and a posse of police were called
out to day, and lilty were arrested, but
the otlieis escaped. The prisoners, un
der a strong guard, are now being ex
amined.
Western editor says ho oneo
heard ex-Senator Tom Corwin remark
that, when " he first entered an office to
study law, lie was the subject for ridi
cule for every student iu iowii on ac
count of his homespun dress} but,"
adds he, " I have lived to see every one
of them ten times us rugged as I was at
that time?and why'! I was economi
cal?thev wore spendthrifts."
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THE CRYSTAL PALACE.
EXTRACTS PROM "A GENERAL VIEW OF
THE MOST PROMINENT ARTICLES
ON EXHIBITION."
From the Went Chester Register and Examiner.
We hove in the American department
a good collection of hells, one weighing
2,015 lbs.; and close beside are two of.
Wheeler, Wilson & Co.'s Sewing Ma- j
chines, and a lady at one of them with j
her font upon a treddle, not unlike in .
the clays of yore, when our grandma- j
mas were young women, and the jiax
was to spin. Take care, ladies, the old i
time is coming back, and you will have ;
to go at the wheel again. Bot you muy j
congratulate yourselves on the change ; |
the old spinning-wheel is exchanged for ^
a machine that will sew a seam three
feet long in a minute, and put in twenty
five stitches to the inch. While you
rest your arms leisurely on a little table
or stund, and draw the article through,
you are sewing, working the foot at the
same time to keep it going. The ope
lator informs me they (the machine,not,
the operator) can be supplied at $125 a
piece. One of thorn will not occupy
more room in a house than an ordinary
candle stand. J. M. Singer has a pa
tent sewing machine near the above;
price S100. 1 am notable totell which
is the best; the first is rather the neat
est, and don't make quite as much noise
as the other. Either of them makes
more noise than a spinning-wheel, (per
haps if I were to say a chum it would be
better understood).
A very fine marble coffin may be
seen, with a glass lid, through which
the corps may be seen after it is entire
ly sealed up.
In the production of cloths, carpets,
calicoes, and such things, Uncle Sam:
stands rather in the rear. The French,
English and German surpassing him in ;
Qualilyrjfuotviu quantity.
There is also an army and navy do-1
partmcnt. All the requisites fur killing!
men are here; cannons, guns, swords,;
and pistols, in profusion. It is surpris
ingto see the degree of perfection tliatj
they have attained in mulling things to
cut people's heads oft*, blow out their
brains, und make bullet holes throngh
them. Cull's revolving pistols are here, j
some hundred different kinds are exhib-,
ited, of all lengths, from 3 inch barrels \
up to one foot in length. Some with j
revolving barrels and others with sim-!
ply a revolving breech with sufficient,
barrel to hold the loads, which will al 11
be thrown through one barrel.
Sharp's breech loading rifle is also i
here, and rifles upon the principle oftha j
bieech revolving pistols, by which nine
charges may be discharged as fast as
the trigger can be drawn. The loads
are deposited in a cast steel wheel, in;
holes that enter like thoseforthefipokes
in the hub of a carriage-wheel; in these
holes, which are the exact size of that
in the riflti barrol, nine loads are depos
ited, ami each one has its own percus
sion cap. The wheel revolves vertical
ly with its circumference in connexion
with the posterior end of the rifle bar
rel ; bs the hammer is raised the wheel
1 turns so as to bring a loud to the end of
the rifle bariel, from where it may be
| shot out; some of the wheels turn hor
, izontally. Had I us much interest in
fouling as some men, 1 would want
such a rifle. Another rifle hus a reposi
tory for about sixty loads, that does not
make its size equal to that of a double
barreled gun, and these sixty loads may
all be discharged in two minutes and a
half.
| There are some beautiful carpels in
the French department; one thirty feet
| squar e and near ly half an inch thick, is
I flowered with a richness that exceeds
the bounds of description. It is a real
i floral kingdom ; red, yellow, green,blue,
i all mingling in harmonious association,
' and representing every part of the flow
| er with the freshness of life.
The Germans exhibit some very fine
| cloths ; also much finery work for ladies
; that 1 shall not attempt to describe.
Tho Swiss have very richly colored
culicoos, with plain and gaudy figuras.
A iitt'.u gold watch in their part de
serves espccial notice; it is loss than
half un inch in diameter,yer ticks away
with all the exactness of a town clock.
Tho Auslriuns show us some fine
cloths, calicoos, carpets, and fine work
for ladies.
Tlic French ami English rather tako i
(he lead in ornamental china ware; it;
it is the only tiling that the English
have done a reasonable share at. In
this the United States are minus alto*
gether, I believe.
The mineral department of the Unit*
ed States is hot yet fairly exhibited;
large masses of coal, lead, copper, na
tive and in the state of ore, iron, and
zinc, are on hand, hut not yet put up for
exhibition. We surpass all other na
tions by far in agricultural implements;
horse rakes, corn shellers, wheat fans,
threshing machines, See., by scores, oc
cupying a very large part of our share
of the building.
There is no part of the building bet
ter filled than that alotted to the Ger-,
man and French, and no part so bare as
that alotled to England; somo think
John Bull has got his dander up about
something, and has to take a pout be
fore he conies on. I think the secret of
it is, they feel a little humbugged by fho
contradictory reports of when the fair
was to open, and have held back on that
account. Goods aro coming in every
day. Spaces that were empty four days
ago are now full. But no one need
stay away till all gets here ; there is e-1
nough here now to occupy a week in
looking at.
It is announced, for the benefit of i
those persons who did not get a sight
at the comet, that it will again appear ,
before the public, for a few nights only,
in the autumn of 2147.
MY BOY.
BY REV. JOHN PIERPONT.
I can not moke him dead I
His fair sunshiny head
Is ever bounding round my study-chair;
Vet when my eyes, now dim
With tears, I turn to him,
The virion vaniaheB?he is not there I
I walk my parlor floor,
And, through the open door,
I hear a footfall on the chamber stair;
I'm stepping toward the hall,
To give the boy a call,
And then bethink me that?he is not
there!
I thread the crowded street,
A sachel'd lad I meet,
With the same beaming eyes and col
ored hair;
And, as ho'.i running bv,
Follow him with my eye,
Scarcely believing tiiat?he is not there!
I know his fare is hid
Under the colfin-lid;
Closed are his eyes ; cold his forehead
lair;
My hand that marble felt;
O'er it in prayer I knelt;
Yet my heart whimpers that?he is not
there!
I can not maJcc him dead !
When passing by his bed,
So Ion? vvatched over with paternal care,
! My spirit and my eye
| Seek it imploringly,
Before the thought Coinos that?he is
not there I
When at the coo], grey break
I Of day, from sleep I wake,
Willi my first breathing of tlio morning
nir,
My soul goes up with joy,
To Hiin who gave my hoy,
j Then comes the 3ad thought that?he is
not there!
When at the clay's calm close,
Before we seek repose,
| I'm with his mother, offering up our
prayer,
Whaie'or I may he saying,
I am, in spirit, prayin;
For our hoy's spirit, though?lie is not
there!
Not thore ? Where, then, is he ?
The form I need to see
Wna but the raiment that ho used to
wear.
The grave that now doth press
Upon the cnsNoft* dress,
Is but his wardrobe locked?he is not
there I
He lives! In all tho past
He lives; nor to the last,
Of seeing him ilgaiu will 1 despair,
In dreams I see him now,
And on his angel brow
1 ceo is written, "Thou shall soe me
there r
Yes, wo all live to God!
Father, thy chustening rod
So holp us, thine ufllicted ones, to bear,
That, in the spirit-lund,
Meeting at thy right hand,
'Twill bo our heaven to find that?be is
there.
HOME.
M Homo, thy joys nrc pasoinfr lovely?
Joya no stranger heart ccn tell."
What a charm rests on tho endearing
name?my iioMe! consecrated bydo-!
mcstic love, that golden key of human
happiness. Without this, home would
be like a temple stripped of its garlands;
there a father welcomes, with fond af
fection ; a brother's kind sympathies
comfort in the hour of distress, and as
sist in every trial; there a pious mother
first taught the infant lips to lisp the
name of Jesus; and thero a loved sis
ter dwells, the companion of early days
Truly, if there is aught that is lovely
here below, it is home?sweet home!?
It is like the oasis of the desert. The
passing of our days may be painful;
our path may bo chequered by sorrow
and care; unkindness and frowns may
wither the joyousnes* of the beai t, of
face the happy smiles from the brow,
and bedew life's way with tears, yot,
when the memory hovers orer the past,
there is no place in? which it so delights
to linger, as the loved scenes of child
hood's home ! It is the polar star of
existence.
What cheers the mariner, far away
from his native laud in a foreign port,
or tossed upon the bounding billows, as
he paces tho deck at midnight alone?
what thoughts fill his breast? He is
thinking of the loved ones fur away at
his own happy cottage; in his mind's
eye he sees the smiling group seated a
round the cheerful fire-side. In imagi
nation ho hears them uniting their voi
ces in singing the sweet songs which
he loves. He is anticipating the hour
wjieu ho shall return to his native land,
to greet those absent ones so dear to his
heart.
Why rests that deep shade of sadness
upon the stranger's brow, as he seats
himself amid the family eirtje. He is
surrounded !>y all the luxuries wealth
can afford; happy fdces gather around
him, and strive in vain to win a smile !
Ah! ho is thinking of his own sweet
home; of the loved ones assembled
within his own cheerful cot.
Why those tears which steal down
the cheeks of ihat young and lovely girl,
as she mingles in the social circle??
Ah I she is an oiphau; she, too, had a
happy home; its loved oiies are now
sleeping in the cold and silent tomb.?
The gentle mother who witched over
her infancy, and hushed her to sleep
with a lullaby, which a mother only can
sing, who in girlhood days taught her
of the Saviour, and tuned her youthful
voice to sing praises to liis name, has
gone to the mansions of joy above, and
is mingling her songs, uud tuning her
golden harp, with bright angels in hea
ven. Poor one ! She is wow left to
thread the golden path of life, a lonely,
homeless wanderer.
Thus it is in this changing world.?
The objects most dear are snatched a- I
Way. We aro deprived of the friends
whom we most love, and our cherished
Home is rendered desolate. " Passing
away," is engraved 011 all things earth-,
' ly. Bui there is a home that knows no 1
I change, where separation never takes.
I place; where the sorrowing ones of this I
I world may obtain lelief for all their
giiefs, ond wheie tho sighs and tears of,
I earth are exchanged lor unending songs '
ofjoy. This home is found in heaven.
In the shadowy past, there is one
sweet reminiscence which the storms of
life can never wither; it is tho recollec
tion of home.
In the visioned future, there is ono
bright star whose lustre never fades; it
is the hope of home?of a heavenly
home.?Musical Visittr.
Interior of Africa.
A German traveller has discovered a race
of negroes, near the kingdom of Bambarra,
that ar?? Jews in their religious rile* and ob
servances. Nearly every family, he says,
has nmnnt! them the laws of Moses, written
on parchment; am! ot*hough they speak of
the prophets, thjjy. have none of them in
writing. There nre yet vast unexplored re
gions in Africa inhabited by negroes, whp
have never looked upon the face of a white
man. When adventurous traveller* pene*
trote to those regions, much will be discov
ered and developed to astoui&h and intercft
the world.
At Springfield, Mass., a lady sent the
following voluntec't toast:?"Spruce old
I bachelors, tho evcrgrws of society."
A POCKET BOOK FO^STD.
The unsophisticated country reader
will any, M Then somebody must have
lost it." Ho is very much mistaken.
Nobody lost it. It was found?not lost,
or rather it was lost on purpoae to be
found. That is ono of the ' city trades.'
If you come from the country to the
city, as every body is coming now-a
duys, to see the World's Fair at the
Ctystal Palace, you may lose your
pocket book ; but that will not be found,;
not that you will evor know of; but you |
may know of some other one being!
found, and have a chance to possess!
yourself of it upon very reasonable)
terms, fur the finder will be just going
to leave town, and very anxious that
the unfortunate individual who lost the
pocket book full of bank bills, should;
have it restored to him, and as you look
liku a very honest gentleman, he will
entrust you with if, knowing from your
looks?you will look grten, or else you
will not be thus accosted?that you will
adveitise and return it to the owner.
What a happy thing that lost pocket,
books fall into such honest hands, and
are transferred to others equally honest
?that is your own.
Perhaps before you have a pocket
book transaction on private account, you
would like to read a little iucident in
that line.
One of our compositors happens to
have just thai sort of look that pocket
b ok finders judge susceptible of recei
ving all assertions for troth; in short,
one they take for green, though sadly
mistaken in the color.
Not long ago. one Monday afternoon,
he was strolling down Courtland street
near the ferry, about the time of the de
parture of the 5 o'clock Philadelphia
Haiti. Directly a couple of individu
als came hurriedly along as though they
hud just got up steam to overtake the
cars five minutes after they had started.
They stopped near our man anil looked
around anxiously as though to find some*
body of whom they might venture to
ask a question without danger of being
robbed by some of the pocket picking,
or pocket book dropping gentry t>f this
wicked City. One of this pair was a
country, farmer-looking, hourst-faced
I man, about 45 or 50, with a ,valise in
| htrrttfr^ntlly countryfied hi its ajjpear^
anee with its owner, both of whichlook
led as though this might be their first
appearance in the city. His compan
lion was a young man IS or 20, of course
! fie called ihe old man 'daddy.' He was
| dressed raiher on the flash order, with
i rings on his fingers, and a gold chain of
many proportions. 4 jJ^dily' wore a
: broadbrim hat and homespun coat. The
ipair approached Typo nither diftident
i ly, and asked him first if he belonged
jin the city. No; in North Caiolina.
! He was staying here a while.
Could he tell them how to get cm the!
Philadelphia trail!, and how aoon it'
Would go'I
Yes, there, and now directly. 4i Are,
you going there, sti anger 1'
?Yes, we had started to go; we live
id old Virginny?we come up with some
critters?and made a right smart chance,
of money, but living, is so powerful |
high up to Bull's Head, that it Would
soon take a chunk of a nag to the
hill; and so we thought as' how we
would cut sticks and puL out for fall,
timber, hut just now, my boy there had
met with a streak of bad luck, and now
we don't know what to do.' %
Typo was rather taken aback. The
old man did talk as though he lived in
the4 Old Dominion,' sure enough. They
could not huve had the bad luck to lose
the money they had sold their, horses;
for, for 'hiy son' cQriied a pocket book
in his hand well filled with hills; he did
not intend to lose that. Typo iuqui-'l
red what was their bad luck ?
1 They had found a pocket book full
of money.'
Most people do not esteem that a ve
ry serious 'streak of bad luck;' this
honest man did, for ho was very anx
ious to restore it to the loser, and he i
j was very anxious to go ahead, 'for lie
i wanted to see the old woman, and the I
| niggers awful.' lie looked sharp into |
j the eye of Typo to see how the story
j affected him, and was satisfied that he
; was green enough to answer their pur-j
j poses.
I 4 Blue blizzards! Dad, there goes the
bell, we must bo ofl', if we are going.
What shall 1 do with this blasted thing,
I don't want it ?'
\Give it to this young man, lie looks
honest, and when the owner adverti?es,
he can get tlio reward.'
* Well, I will, if he will give mo five
dollars. What say you, stranger, will
yon stand that ?
Typo assented. He was not so green
as you might think him in doing so.
Mo had not worked a year or two in
The 'Tribune Office, without learning
ti|H tricks upon travellers, practiced by
villiaus in all sorts of disguiBes. No
quicei' than ho had said, 1 Yes, he would
take it if it would be any accommoda
tion to them.'
4 Well, then, fork over a V. ,Go a\
head Dad, with your plunder, and I will
overtake you.?Here, take it, I am
mighty glad to got cl&ar of llto truck
so einy.'
Ho toll] tlietrulb, tlion,
Typo took t!io pocket book, anil while
'(Hyson1 was looking after ' nty <130,
lie prarticod a little of Signor Blitz'a
slight of hand, and slipped out a $5 bill,
which ho mado a muss of getting out ol
his own scantily-furnished wallet a min
ute after, and handed to the young pock
et book dropper, who started off in u
hurry after dad, as though the two
friends intended to reach Virginia that
night. Typo followed close after the
young scamp, in the crowd, and saw
that neither of them were the least anx
ious to go on board the ferry boat. H?
crept up close enough to hear the old
one say tajthe other: 'We sold that
green-hojweasy. Let me seo the rriony.'
Sonny handed the bill over to Daddy,
who looked at it, then at tno younger*;
then at the bill again, and then be Boil**
ed over.?
' Why, you stupid son of a?, wherd
were your blasted eyes? I have a good
mind to pi'ch you into the duck. You
are a fool. You have lot that follow
take a bill out of the pocket hook to
pay you your S5, and there are S2 gone
for nothing, after oil of our Virginia
lingo. You deserve to have your head
broke f >r a fool; and as for that cheat,
I should like to feel his ribs with my
knife.'
Typo hauled off a little out of the
crowd; he did not care to be seen by
those lie had dnped while they thought
they were duping him. He thought
one might swuar that ho had picked his
pocket, describe the book, call an officer
and find it upon him ; prove the theft
by tho other who would lio called uport
as an entire stranger, and thus incarcer
ate him.in tho Tombs.
A fow minutes afterward, as he wai
standing'niusing upon the corner of the
street, what ho should do with his new
pocket book, some one touched him on
tho shoulder. It was ' Dad.' He was
very smiling.
' I say, young man, you have outwit
ted uS this rime. Come givo it back
ami I will give ybu a dollar. It is not
worth a cent to you.'
Typo wna quite willing to get rid of
it at that rale, and told him to hand ovfcr
the dtlllar.
' Hore it is.' said Daddy, reacbiti'
wurtSfenar'blll.'
1 No yua doA't,* says Typo. ? I hr .
done taking papbr rooiiey. Not?
but silver.'
After some little trouble, Dai1
Sonny both made out to raise a
in change, arid then they round
ft book, hut thoy did not find l!
turner green enough to pay ouSrfi own
mnntty for a dropt pocket bauk.?iV. 11
Tiiii&ne.
CP" Thero is a young lady at Sarato
ga, of such exceeding lightness, that oil
Wednesday lust a whift of wind blew
her over the house, like a thistle dowti.
She is a '.line eyed creature rtf Virginia,
nnd so volatile and ujjnerihl that wo
should not bo at all Butprisod to hear
that she had retiredjftim the world, and
taken up Iter residence in a honev suck
!>??
i *[We saw her. She was blown up
Sdaio the next day, by her aunt, Tor gC'.'
ting too near a light colored vest]
?Seventy-five Tons of Bibles and
Testaments, or 1J0,00(J copies bavo
been circulated in Wisconsin, Minims
ota,-and Northern Illinois during tho
past six years; leaving an indelible
impress on the character uf thousand)
James M. Potter, ofjEns'on, Pa.,
formerly a member of Presidenl J'v
ier's cabinet, has been elected Presi
dent Judge of the Cailxin, Monroe,
i Pike and Wayne judicial district, by u
botit 100 majority over the regular dem
ocratic nominee.
L.
GPT lie Winchester Virginian states
thut during the rain on Wednesday eve
ning quite a number of little shells,
measuring firm half an inch to an inch
nnu over, fell in that place and vicinity."
Haudfulls weie picked up in some pla
ces by the curious.
An old fogy complaining of dull
times, and wondering how his young
neighbor matiuged so wonderfully, re
maiked that the latter spent enough
money in advertising to break any man.
" Will you take the life ol Pietco or
Scott, this morning, madam 1" asked a
news-boy of our good aunt Betsy.
11 No,'my lad," slio replied, "they
may live to the end of their days for
mo?I've notbin' agin 'etn."
We 'wind up' a watcli in order to set
it going, but when we bear a merchant
speak of 'winding up' his affairs, we
arrire at tho sage conclusion that his
time has come, nr, mote proporly, that
he has 'stopped,'1
Prairie chickens are beginning to
come into market.?Racine Dem,
Foolish birds^jfhy don't they wait
to be shot and broughUn Pott.
Why are good resolutions like faintt
ng ladies I Thajr wa^t carrying o Jlj