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VOLCANO WEEKLY LEDGER.
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subsequent Insertion, $1 40.
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JOB PRINTING.
We are prepared to do Job Printing of rrn ti dr
»tription in u style superior to any other office in
the Southern Mines, and at a* fair rales.
CHERRY RIPE.
There in n garden in her Cnee,
Where roses and white lilies prow,
A heavenly paradise Is that place.
Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow:
There cherries prow, that none may buy,
Till ' cherry ripe" themselves do cry.
I These cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row
I Which when her lovely laughter shows.
They look like rosebuds filled with snow;
Yet these no peer, nor prince may buy.
Till “cherry ripe" themselves do cry.
Her eyes, like angels, watch them still,
, Her brows, like bended bows, do stand.
Threatening with piercing frowns to kill
’ All that approach with eye or hand,
I Those sacred cherries to come nigh.
Till “cherry ripe'' themselves do cry.
From Chamber'a Journal.
Mr. Brown’s Last A'cent
■ One line Summer morning, it few years
there was wonderful excitement in the
village of Balydoodhy, All the idle
Siicii, women and children in the ncighbor-
I ■ ood comprehending about nine-tenths of
[■he population —were assembled on the large
IBevel common which served n.s a race course
I And galling-green; and all thronged toward
Sonic object in the renter, which formed the
111 Helens of the crowd.
I " Ven, then, what’s the name of it nt nil,
Hit nil ?” demanded one ragged ff.ttsoun.
“la it lied to the tail of it he's going to
ko up?” asked another.
'M “ Ah, don’t be foolish!" exclaimed an old j
I nan, the ‘‘sense-carrier” of the district; j
‘don’t ve see the long ropes he’s going to
mid on’by?”
"Well, well!” groaned an old woman,
her tluritvn, or short black jape out of
mouth and sticking it, lighted us it was.
the folds of her cross-barred cotton
“them Knglish are mighty ipiare
Brown, with his sacks of gold was com-
Sig to ilitclarm, after buying out the rale
stock of the Deasys, wc thonglit he’d
ilim' carriages and horses galore, and maybe
line yacht in the harbor; but it never en-
the heads of any of us that nothing
would serve him than going rooming
pßhrough the air like a wild goose at the tail
a ballone, or whatsouiever they call it.”
For some time jiast the jiroccss of inflating
the balloon had been going on; and now the
great gayly {minted orb towered tremulously
the heads of the gaping spectators,
pressing against the cords by which it
s held down, it seemed only to await the
ivul of the bold aeronaut to dart upward
its way.
‘Here he is!” exclaimed the outward
agglers of the crowd; and present!v a car
re drew nj>, and out stepjied -Mr. Brown,
Engl sit millionare, who had lately be
ne. an Irish landed proprietor. Mr.
own was a little dapper man, whom a very
all amount of pugilistic force would have
heed to lay level with the soil of his udojs
He was one of those unluckly Individ
who met an accident at every turn—who,
entering a room, invariably slip, tumble,
ick down some jiieee of furniture, or sit
vn beside their chair instead of upon it.
■ seldom escaped upsetting his inkstand;
ding his meat and drink “ the wrong way,"
1 then caughing and choking for half an
jr; cutting his lingers, tearing his coat, or
K'king his forehead against a door, so that
rarely appeared in society without scars,
sters, or bandages. In j)ru( 'king gyni
itics he had knocked out three teeth; in
xhing at Cowes he had been four times
irly drowned; in shooting on the moors in
Aland he hud left the grouse unharmed,
t bad blown off his own lingers. A taste
pyrotechny hail singed handsomely his
■brows, hair and whiskers; and as to rail
y traveling, his hair-breadth 'scapes and;
viug accidents amid collisions, ujisel, and
•lesions, would have served to fill two or i
ee volumes of the Knglish llailicay Li
oy/, or the French Biblwtht-iue da CAcmm
At length, having tried the three elements,
th, water and tire, it occurred to Mr.
own that the remaining one of air, as a
dinm of locomotion, might lx- more agree
c, and could not be more jierilous, than
others. He accordingly, the year before,
cn residing on his estate in Devonshire,
1 purchased an excellent balloon, and,
mge to say, had made several ascents, and
1 conic down again in perfect safety. On
! occasion he meditated a flight over the
'< n Isle, and intended to come down at
best; but the best informed members of
crowd asserted that he was going “every
> of the way to Ameriky,”
t London friend who had come to Ireland
on a fishing excursion, had promised to join
Mr Brown in his flisrlit; but ns it would
seem, his courage failed, and tie came not.—
Nowise discouraged, however, Mr. Brown
wa« just about to step into Ins serial ear,
when a tall, strongly built man suddenly step
ped forward, and politely saluting the aero
naut, said: “Muv I ask you a question,
Sir? ”
“Certainly.”
“ Is it true that you are going to Amer
ica? ■’
" Xo; merely to Belfast, wind and weather
permitting.’’
“ Belfast," repeated the stronger in a mus
ing manner—‘‘the north of Ireland. Well,
that is just the direction toward which I want
to go, and I hate land travelling. Will you,
Sir, accept me as a companion ?’’
Mr. Brown hesitated fora moment, but ns
he really wisher! for some one to accompany
him, he saw no serious objection to the plan,
and accordingly signified his acqueiscence,
merely remarking to the stranger that his
costume seemed too light for the regions of
cold air which they would have to traverse.
“Bah!" was the reply, " I have poised
through more changes of climate than that,
and I am happily very robust."
“ \\ ell, said Mr. Brown, looking at the
massive frame of the unknown, “ear is large
enough. Come, in the name of providence."
So they took their places, and the word was
given; “ Let go! ”
The fifteen men whose hands wore severely !
pressed by the straining cords, desired noth
ing better, ami in a moment the freed balloon
began to ascend majestically. The crowd
shouted and clapped their hands.
“ Ahl ’’ cried Mr. Brown, “ this is delight
ed! don’t you think so? ” Xot receiving any
answer, he turned and looked at his traveling
companion. There he was, lying almost flat
on Ids face and hands, with his head over the
side of the car; Ids eyes were fixed, Ids hair
bristling.
'■ Are you afraid?" asked Mr. Brown.
N o answer. Die balloon ascended rapidlv,
and ere long arrived at the region of the
clouds. Turning once more to his immova
ble companion, Mr Brown shook him slight
ly by the arm, and said: “Are you ill?"
Still no reply, but a fixed and stolid stare.—
They were now at a great elevation; clouds
lay beneath their feet, above their heads a
burning sun, and infinite space around them.
Suddenly the stranger stood upright, his
face pallid as that of a corpse.
“Faster! faster!” he exclaimed in a
tone of authority; and seizing in succession
three of the bat's of sand which served ns
ballast, he Hung them out of the ear, at the
same time laughing in a strange, wild manner.
“lln I ” he cried, “ that’s the way to travel!
We shall distance the swallow, we shall tower
above the eagle. When 1 was in the Abruzzi
with my rifle iu my hand, watching for stray
travelers, 1 never felt so excited us 1 do now’.
Then their lives were in danger, now it is mv
own.”
\ cry pleasant! thought the owner of the
balloon, i have picked up some rascally Ital
ian brigand.
" Better to fight with the elements than
with custom house officers!” continued his
companion. The balloon ascended at a ter
rific rate. In his turn, Mr. Brown stood up,
and laying his hand on the stranger’s arm,
said:
“ For heaven’s sake, don’t stir ! Our lives
arc at stake. I must allow some of the gas
to e.-capc iu order to repair your imprudence.”
“ How do you do that?”
“ 1 have only to draw this string, which
is connected witli the valve.”
“And if you had not that resource, what
would be the consequence ?"
“ We should continue to ascend until eve
rything would burst from excessive dilution.”
The man continued for a few moments in deep
thought; then suddenly drawing out a knife,
he cut the cord as high up us he could reach.
“ Faster ! faster I” he reiterated. The
stranger was a giant compared with Mr.
Brown, who, |>ereeiving that he could do
nothing by force, began to try conciliation.
"Sir,” said he, in a soothing tone, “you
arc a Christian, I make no doubt. Well, our
religion forbids homicide.”
“ Faster !” shouted the giant; and seizing
the remaining sucks of sand, ho scattered
their contents to the clouds. Mr. Brown fell
upon Ids knees.
“ Ah !” he exclaimed, “ if you have no re
gard for your own life, at least have some pity
on mine. lam young, rich, happy ; I have
a mother and sister; in their name I conjure
you to stretch your hand up to the valve, and
save us from a dreadful death, by allowing
some gas to esca|«‘.”
Slinking his wild locks, the stranger drew
off his coat, and exclaiming: "Wc are not
ascending !" Hung it out.
" Vour turn now !” he continued; ami with
out any ceremony lie despoiled the unfortu
nate Brown of his paletot, and threw it over.
The balloon continued its wild career with
out stop or stay.
Ha! ho!" said the stranger; “while we
are thus climbing so pleasantly toward the
sky, 111 tell you a story—shall I?” His un
happy compauioudid not stir. Already, from
the extreme rarity of the air, the blood was
gushing from his eyes and ears. “ Listen !
Three years ago I lived in Madrid. I was a
widower, with one little daughter, a gentle,
bright-eyed angel; her long curling hair is
waving this moment before my eves. One
day I went out early, and did not return un
til late; my child, my beautiful Emma was
gone; banditti hud come and stolen her from
me. But, my friend, have youa cannon here?”
Mr. Btuwu made mechanically a sign in the
negative. “What a pity!—l would have
bombarded Spain ! Kver since, i have search
ed my child in every country of Harope, but
in vain. N..w I think -Ic’ inn v In-in the north
VOLCANO, AMADOR COUNTY, CAL., SATURDAY MORMNO, NOVLMRLR IT, IHoo.
of Ireland. Have you a lucifer-match here?’'
Mr Brown made no reply but shook his bead.
“ Von have not ? Ah. if I could pet one, 1
would set the balloon on lire; and then, when
reduced to ashes, it would he much lighter !
M lien you first saw me this morning, I was
examining the stupid fares of yon crowd, to
see if the dark foreign one of my Emma’s
robber might !«■ among them."
It was evident to poor Mr. Brown that his
companion was a continued lunatic. A sud
den idea struck him.
“ What is your name ?’’ he asked.
“ Gerald Annesley.”
“ The very same I’’
“ I know where the wretch lives who stole
yonr child; We are now just above the spot.
Draw the valve, Mr. Annesley, and inu short
time yon will embrace yonr Emma 1”
No, no. you arc deceiving me. My Em
ma is not on earth; she is in Heaven. Last
night she up|)eared to me in a dream, and told
me so. That’s the reason 1 want to ascend
higher and higher. Gome, my friend, help
me; let laith blow as hard as we canon the
balloon. As wt are beneath, our breath must
help it to rise Blow! blow ! Air. Brown,
moved by terror, tried to obey.
“It does not stir ! Come, mount on my
shoulders and push the balloon !” And with
out consulting hint any further, the giant
caught him up as if he had been a feather,
and held him up above his head, saying: “Now
push (lie balloon!” The unhn ky victim tried
to obey, but the blood blinded his eyes. There
was a horrible buzzing in his cars, and lights
Hashed before him. Fora moment, he thought
of throwing himself over in order to end his
torments.
“ Ha !” shouted the madman, " It does not
go!” At that moment the trembling hand
of Mr. Brown touched accidentally the cord
of the safety-valve. He made it play, and
the collapsing orb began to descend rapidly.
Through the clouds it darted downward, and
(he earth re-appeared.
“Ah !” cried Annesley, “instead of push
ing the balloon, as I told you, you drew it
downward. Bush upward! push 1 say!”
“ Von see that I am pushing as hard as 1
can.”
“ No; for here is the earth !”
“ It is only that the clouds arc rising to
ward the upjier regions.”
“ Well, let us do the same. I,ct us throw
out all our ballast.”
“We have no more.” Gerald Annesley
laid Mr. Brown gently down in the bottom
of the ear.”
“ AV e have no more ballast, you say ?” he
asked, looking fixedly at him.
“ No more.”
“ How much do you weigh ?” This ques
tion fell on poor Brown like a stunning blow.
How much do you weigh?” repeated his
companion in a louder tone.
“ Ah, very little - nothing that could make
the slightest difference—a mere trille.”
“A mere trifle—well, even that will make
some difference.” The immincuecof the jieril
gave our icronaut presence of mind.
My friend,” said ho, “yonr child is not
dead. I saw her last week near Belfast. She
is living with a family who love her and treat
her as their own. In a very short time if you
will allow us to descend, you will meet her.”
The madman loukodut him witha wild, doubt
ing gaze.
“ Ves,” continued Brown, eagerly, anxiou
to confirm the impression he had made, “you
will see her, your darling little Emma, running
to meet yon with outstretched arms, and her
fair golden curls waving in the wind”—
“ Vou lie! you lie? Emma’s hair was as
black us jet! Man ! you never saw her !
How much do you weigh ?”
“Ah! a mere nothing—only a few pounds.”
Gerald Annesley seized Mr. Brown with both
hands and held him suspended over the aide
of the car. In anoth r moment he would
have dropped him into the abyss of space.
“Annesley!" exclaimed the poor man, “yon
want to mount higher?”
" Ves, yes ?”
“ Vour only w ish is to lighten the balloon?”
“ Ves.”
“Then how much do you weigh yourself?”
“Two hundred pounds.”
“ Well, if you were to throw yourself over,
the balloon, ligntened of such a great weight,
would dart upward with inconceivable rapid
ity.” The madman reflected for a moment.
“True!” he said; “you are right 1” He laid
Mr. Brown in the bottomof the car, and star
ed wildly around.
“My Maker !",he cried. “I go to meet
Thee; I go to embrace my child, my Emma!”
And flinging himself over, lie disaggeared.
The balloon and its owner reached thecarth
in safety; the latter, however, lay for many
weeks raving in brain fever. When he recov
ered he gave orders to have his perilous play
thing sold at any sacrifice, and soon afterward
provided himself w ith an excellent care-taker
in the shape of a pretty young wife, under
whose tutelage “ the masther,” as his Irish
valet remarks, “is growing a dale more handy
in himself.” So this was Mr. Brown’s lust
ascent to the clouds.
tko* Perseverance is failing nineteen times,
Imt succeeds the twentieth. Ami then, when
yon do succeed, goodness gracious! how I lie
applause comes down- -and from those, too,
who esteemed you crazy, and a fool during
the period of your perseverance!
Mr It is a good thing to laugh at any
rate, says Dryden; and if a straw cun tickle
a man, it is an instrument of happiness,
Mr Let no man be ashamed to work
let no man he ashamed of a hard list or a
sunburnt countenance. Let him only he
ashamed of ignorance and sloth. Let no
man bo ashamed of poverty- let him only he
ashamed of idleness and dishonesty "
Mike Fink and the Bull
The story of Mike Fink ami the bull would
make ;i cynic laugh. Mike took a notion to
go in swimming, anil he hail just got his clothes
off when he saw Deacon Smith's bull making
at him. The ball was vicious ; and had come
near killing two or three persons, consequent
ly Mike felt a little “jubus.” He didn't like
to call for help, for he was naked, and the
nearest place from whence assistance could
arrive was the meeting-house, which was at
that time filled with worshippers, among
whom was the "gal Mike was paying his de
vours to.’’ So he dodged the bull as the an
imal came at him, and managed to catch him
tiy the tail, lie was dragged round till near
ly dead, and when he thought he could hold
on no longer, he made up his mind to “holler.”
Ami now we will let him tell his own story:
“So, looking at the matter in all its bear
ings, 1 come to the conclusion that I'd better
let some one know whar I was. So I gin a
yell louder than a locomotive whistle, and it
warn'f long before I seed the deacon’s two
dogs a coinin' down like as if they war see
ing which could get thur fust. I knnw'd who
they war arter ; they’d jine Ihe bull against
me 1 was snrtin, for they war urful wenomoos
and bad a spite agin mo. So, says I, old
brindle, as ridin' is us cheap as walkin’ on this
route, if you’ve no objections I’ll just takes
deck pa.-sage on that ur' buck o' yourn. So
1 wasn’t very long getting astride of him.—
Then, if you’d Din thar, you'd have sworn
thar warn’t nothin’ human in that ar’ mir,
the silo flew so orfnlly as the critter and I
rolled round the field; one dog on one side
and one on the other, tryin’ to elyneh my
feet. 1 prayed and cussed and cussed and
prayed until I couldn’t tell which 1 did at
last, and neither warn’t of no use, they were
soorfully mixed up.
Well, I reckon 1 rid about half an hour
this way, when brindle thought it were time
to stop to take in a supply of wind and cool
off a little. So when he got round to a tree
that stood thar he naturally halted. So, gez
I, old boy, you II lose one passenger surtin.
So I jist elum up a branch, kalkelatin’ to
roost thar till 1 starved afore I’d be rid
round that ar way any longer. I war a ma
king trucks for the top of the tree when I
heard suthiu’uiakin'uu orful buzzin’ overhead.
1 kinder looked up, and if thur warn’t—
well, tlinr's no use a swearin'—but it war
the biggest hornet’s nest ever bilt. You'll
‘‘gin in now, 1 reckon, Mike, ’cause thar’s
no help for you. Hut an idea struck me
then that I stood a heap better chance a
ridin’the bull than whar I was. Sez I, old
feller, if you’ll hold on, I'll ride to the next
station any how, let that lie whar it will.
So I just dro|<ped aboard him agin, and
looked aloft to see what I’d gained by chang
in’ quarters, and gentlemen, I’m a liar if
there wurn’t nigh half a bushel of tlie sting
in’ varmints ready to pitch into me w hen the
word “go” was gin. Well, I reckon they
it, for “all hands” started for our com
pany. Some on ’em hit the dog, about a
ipiart hit me, and the rest charged on briu
dle.
'1 ids time the dogs led off fust, dead bent
for the old deacon’s, and as soon its old brin
dle and 1 could get under way we followed;
and as I was only a deck passenger, and had
nothin’to do with steerin’the craft, 1 swarc
if 1 had, we should’nt have run the channel
any how. Hut, as 1 said before, the dogs
took tliuuiead, brindle and I next, and the
hornet’s dre’kly arter —the dogs yellin’, brin
dle bellerin’, and the hornets buzzin’ and
.• • •
stlllglll .
Well, we had got about two hundred yards
from the house, and the deacon heard us
come out. 1 seen him hold up his hand and
turn white. 1 reckoned he was prayin’ the
for he didn’t expect to be called for so soon;
and it warn’t long, neither, afore the whole
congregation—-men, women and children—
cum out, and then all hands went to yellin’.
None of ’em had the fust notion that brindle
and 1 belonged to tins world. 1 just turned
my bead and passed the hull congregation.—
I see the run would be up soon, for brindle
could’t turn an inch from a fence, and I went
ashore over the ole critter’s head, lauding on
t’other side, and lay there stunned.
It waru’t long afore sonic of ’em ns was
not scared cum riUiliin’ to sec whar 1 was,
for ail bunds kalkcluled that the bull and 1
belonged together. Hut when brindle walk
ed off by himself they seed how it war, and
one of’em said, “Mike Pinek has got the
wust of a scrummage once in his life!”—
Ueutlemen, from that day 1 dropped the
courtin’ laziness, and never spoke to a gnl
since; and when my hunt is up on this yeurth
there won’t lie any more Finks, and its all
owin’ to Deacon Smith’s Hull.
Made Happy.— Yesterday, we met a young
lady, who had just called mi an elderly wid
ow, who informed her that she was very hap
py, for an unex|»ceted arrival of u small sum
of money from her son, had enabled her to
render a still poorer widow than herself liaji
py. She inquired how much she had receiv
ed, and was told five dollars. She then ask
ed how much she had lies towed upon her
poorer neighbor; the reply was, two dollars—
with which site had gone forth, with tears in
her eyes, to purchase a few comforts for a
daughter, who was dying of consumption.—
What a luxury, and how cheaply bought!
Hut all tins to the miser is unintelligible,—
Like (he relish of oli" s, its acquirement
would render a course of indoctrination ne
cessary, for which the miser has neither time
nor inclination.— Rock. Drm.
Wii.vt s i\ a Kiss?—Various newspaper scribea
have 1 merry and speculative over the tart Hint
Ipieca Victoria and Louis Napoli on recently in
dulg'd, publicly, in the luxury of a mutual kiss.
Tradition tells us of an honored woman who once
took pride tn kissing a cow; we don’t, therefore,
see that Victoria should be ridiculed fur kissing an
a»s, if her fancy leads her to indulge iu such n luv
ury. state Journal
A High “OLD” Sermon.
“//<• played on a Ifnrp uv a l-h-n-n-s-and
string*.”
The Brandon, Mi-s., Kegisttr, reliefs a
sermon purporting to have l>een preached at
the town of Waterproofs, not far from Bran
don, which hits off the sucker parson "to a
dot.” It hits off that class of ignorant and
hypocritical clerical pretenders, who an- fa
mous for “sticking to tlie text,’’ "in a horn.”
The shepherd in question announced himself
as a “Hard-Shell Baptist,” and here Is an ex
tract from his discourse:
“ I’m not a gwinc for to tell ycr adznrtty
whar my tex may he found; suffice it tony,
its atwecn titer kivers of ther Hihle, an you’ll
find it some place atwix the first chap
ter of (leneration and the last Itook of Rev
olutions, (French?) and if you’ll go and
sarch therscripf tires as I have-arched them-a,
you’ll not only find my tex that - , hut a preat
many other texr.ses as will do you pood to
read, and ray tex, when yon shill find it, you
shill find it to read thus:
"A ml tie played an ft harp of a t-h-o-u-s-and
strings—sprrrts of just men made prrj'rrk.
My tex, breclitcrinp. lead- me to s|eik of
.sperits. For thar’s a preat many kinds uf
sperits in the world—in the fust place, that's
the sperits ns s me folks call ghosts, and then
thar’s ther sperits of turpentine, the sperits
uv seventy-six, and ther sperits what some
folk - call linker, ami fir pot lectlc the heat
article uv them sperits here on my flat-boat
that was ever tied up to this ere landin’, hut
there’s a great many other kinds uv spinets,
for the texsez: —"lie played ujton u harp uv
a t-h-o-n-s-and strings—sperits uv just men
made perfeek.”
But I'll tell yon the kind nv sperits as is
ment in ther tex—its rims ! That’s the kind
uv sperits us is meut in my tex. my hreether
inp. Now than'- a great many kinds uv lire
in the world, lit the first place, thar’s ther
common kind uv fire you light your pipes
with, then thar’s camfire, fire before your
reddy, fire ami fall hack, and many other kinds
of (ire too tejus tu nienshun, for the tex says;
“He played on a harp uv a t-h-o-u-s-aud
strings—sperits of just men made perfeek.”
But I’ll tell'vou the kind uv fire as is ment in
the tex. my brethrinp —it’s nr.u. fikk I an'
that’s the kind uv (ire as a prate many uv you
will cum to, ef you don't do better tier wlut
you hcv been dnin’—for “He played on a
harp uv a t-h-o-n-s-aml strings—sperits uv ju-t
men made perfeek.”
Now the different -orts of fire in the w orld
may be likened unto tin- different pershwa
shuns uv Christians in the world. In the
first place we hev the ’l’iscapuliuns ; and they
are a high-sailin' and a high-faintin' set, ami
may he likened unto a turkey-buzzard that
Hies up into the air, an# here goes up, ami up,
and up, till lie looks no bigger than your lin
ger nail, ami the fust tiling yon know lie comes
down, and down, and is a fillen’ himself on
the knrki-s of a dead boss, by the side nv the
road ; and “lie played on n harp uv a
t-h-o-u-fi-iind strings —sperits of just men made
perfeek.”
Ami then thar’s the Metlicdis, an’ they may
he likened unto the squirrel, mimin' up into
a tree, for the Metlicdis blceves in gwino on
from one degree nv grace tu a rnither, and
finally on tu perfeckshuu, and the squirrel
gges up, and up, and up, and he jumps from
llm’ to lim' and branch to branch, an’ the fast
tiling yon know lie fall-, and down ho conies
kerllummix, an’ that's like the Mcthedis, for
they is alius a failin' from grace, a-hl—And
" lie played on a harp uv a t-h-o-u-s-aud
strings— s[ierifcs of ju-t men made perfeek.”
And then, my hrecthering, thar's the Bap
list, ah! ami they hev been likened unto a
possum on a ’siiuuion tree, and the thunders
may roll, and the erth may quake, hut that
po— uni clings thar still! And you may
shake one foot ‘loose, and the other’s (liar,
and you may shake all the feet loose, an’ he
lap- his tail around the limit, and he clings,
and he clings forever, for “ He played on a
harp uv a t-h-o-ii-samlstrings speril- nf just
men made perfect.”
*v ■ " —— *
Stekrint, dy tuk North Star. A year or
two since an ebony individual, answering to
the name of “Boh,’.’ (in fact, no one know
whether lie had any other mime,) was employ
ed by a skipper, to assist him in sailing a small
schooner on thcChesa|ieake Bay. Bob didn’t
understand, and couldn’t be made to learn the
compass; so the skipper never dared to trust
him to manage the craft, except during a very
light night, when he could point out some
headland to steer for. On one occasion,
however, the captain who hud been up two
nights previously, concluded lie would trust
the schooner to Boh, and take a little napon
the deck; so he pointed out the North Star
to Ids jet companion, and told him to contin
ue steering for it until ho waked up. After
watching him a short time, and finding that
lie could keep the vessel headed rigid, the
skipper stretched hini-cif upon the deck, and
was soon fast asleep. Shortly afterwards a
squall arose from the North, and blew the
craft completely away from her course. After
it had cleared away somewhat, Boh looked
around and found the North -tar at his back.
He sailed along an hour or so, doing the best
lie could, and cogitating over how he should
get out of his difficulty. But at lost he gave
it up, and shoving his slumbering muster into
wakefulness with his foot, shouted, " Cap’n !
Ciip'u ' give me another -tar to steer by; I’se
got clean by dat one.”— Cal. J'wnur.
OdT Never marry a man until you have. een
him eat. Let the eumlidato for your hand
puss through the ordeal of eating soil hoded
I'irw, If he can do it, and leave the table
spread, the napkin, and his snirt unspotted,
take him. Try him next with a epare-rib.—
If he aoeomplishM thi.- feut without fitting
out hia own eyes or pitching the hones into
your lap, name the wedding-day at once: he’ll
d« to tie to.
| M'MIIEK I.
Perilous Situation,
Ft was in the course of on:- the i icpbant
fights, inn garden surrounded by a substan
tial iron fence, that the incident occurred.-
As usual, there had been prolong'd pushing,
a scries of incessant pushes, bet ween two an
incimists. When the weaker h id given way
Ik turned abruptly from his foe, and ran
around the enclosure pursued by his victor.
The order was given to allow the fugitive to
os- ape. As he left the enclosure, by some
accident or other, his mahout fell on the in
side. The pursuing elephant did not see
him for a little; but, a the monster stood
near the only opening, it was impossible for
the poor man to escape thereby. It was not
long, however, only for a moment or two,
that the man remained unobserved by the in
furiated animal; and the moment he was
seen a chase began. It was impossible to
succor him, for the whole affair was the work
of a few seconds. At length the elephant
came up with the unfortunate man. For
their own mahouts they have some respect,
but towards the mahouts of their antagonists
they feel nothing but animosity. The driver
of the charging elephant did what he could
to turn him from the pursuit of the man. hut
absolutely w ithout avail. The elephant had
his trunk raised ready to attack or strike,
when the poor fugitive stood before him in a
corner of the iron railing. Tin* elephant
thrust forward his bead, and pushed with all
his might. His tusks projected at each side
of the corner in which the man stood, and,
with his broad forehead, he stood pushing
and shoving, with the same short forcible
strokes he would have used hud he stood oj -
posite an opposing elephant. The man
stood, however protected by the iron railing
against which the massive head of the mons
ter shoved, stood pressing into the comer,
making himself as thin as pos ible, with his
arms stretched by his side. To us, from a
gallery above, it appeared that the poor ma
hout must have been crushed to death. We
could only see the massive back and volumi
nous haunches of the brawncy monster, as
he still shoved with his trunk erect. But we
were mistaken. The man, tinding himself
unhurt in the corner, gradually slipped down
into /sitting posture ; the elephant doubt
less thinking, for he could not see him, that
he was gradually annihilating the mahout,
as he felt him sink. Once seated the man
made his way adroitly between the fore legs
of the huge beast, and thus escaped into the
arena. To our surprise we saw him issuing
from the feet of the monster, in a stealthy
sort of way, not a bone injured, not even a
scratch upon his skin. In another moment
the man was off, having escaped through tho
opening of the enclosure; and before the at
tendants had brought fireworks and a match
to drive off the elcphr."t tho nan, whom
they must ha\ expected to hud .• shapeless
mass, was safe and sound in their midst.—
Private Life of tin Pastern Ping.
Auisimj Dctc. Baden-Baden, which Ims
been so long one of the temples of folly, wo'd
seem— if the chronicles of the place which
the newsjmpors supply may bo trusted —to
have taken a tone and temper at once moral
and practical. The code of the gaming tu
hie, is apparently, falling from its authority,
with the threaten 'd depo ition of the gaming
table itself. Two strangers, an Englishman
and Prussian, quarrelled, according to a very
common incident, over their play, and agreed
in their usual course to lire at one another, us
the re< ognized means of settling the dispute.
The Kngliaman was so lucky as to win the
first (ire, and so unlucky as to miss his adver
sary. The latter now hud only to shoot his
man at his ease, and prepared to take his aim
accordingly, when the Englishman cried out,
"Stop, stop I’ll buy your shot.” The first
impression made was that of the novelty of
the proposal; the second that it contained
the preliminaries of a mutually profitable
transaction. The conditions of the arrange
ment were accordingly entered upon ; and the
two leading elements were, that the English
man was rich, uud the Prussian a good shot.
The redemption was valued at JLI,OOO, and
the parties returned to the city, alike satisfied
with their bargain. The ease was worth re
porting, and we are glad it was the English
man who -w;t the first example of theelearin
sight into tli<T“ rationale of duelling.—Athenrr
um.
Onaj* “ Mary, why did you kiss your hand
to a young gent lonian opposite, this morning?’’
said a careful parent to his blooming (laugh
tor. “ Why, the fellow hud the impudence
to throw a kisn clear across the street to mo,
and of course I throw it hack indignantly.
You wouldn’ have had rue encourage him by
keeping it, would you ?" Suspicious paternal
relative is convinced that he drew an errone
ous inference.
Oat' A drunkard being urged to drink the
beverage of nature—“ No,” -aid he, "water
is dangerous, very. It drowus people; it gels
into their chests, into their heads; and then,
too, it makes that infernal steam that’s always
a blow in’ a feller up. Water! no—l’ll none
on't; let them drink it what like-."
Oevinc says that whatever may be
the charms ami social endearments of the
breakfast table, they are entirely destroyed
by making it the arena for "feats of strength”
between the butter and codfish balls.
trv" The only w ay for a man to escape las
ing found out is to pass for what he is. The
only way to maintain a pood character is to
deserve it. It is easier to correct your faults
than to conceal them.
tKf~ Some of the farms of \ nuout stand
so much on the ndge, that oloughauui with
one short leg command double wages! Citi
zen* who distinguished themselves in the late
war with M-*\ioo will pie e ■ otn'o. • *

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