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VT. J. BLATTER, Editor.
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The following lines are beautifully
mournful,' and make the very best of
poetry; .- ..-. . ' " ;
, . SAD MEMORIES. ! ! ' '
, v, , Hy OEORaE W. WEEKS. -, i ;;
' When the law, mournful echoes of the put
: . H StoJ, llgliliUMdljf, bick their dlrgo tlko trlll,
, Ami chint or Jojs ton precious far to lull,
And lour, of blltn 1 He'er can taste sln
v 'Ah I Uien rajr aching heirt feel, sul ami lane, '
And brood, with mlwr care, o'er pleaaurea fled
" And mourns, with bitter jrter, for loved ones eons
- . Unto the sllsnt cnamlwr of the Oeaill :
Oh I not one hand Intbl world' wilderness
Can emoolh care'a furrowo on my aching brow,
'''', And not a heart can feel for the distress
".- That prey upon my icebouud heartstrings now I
Ah, no I each hand ha other brow to smooth,
' ' Without whose charm would cloud or woe o'ercat
, And each fond haart ha other heart to love,
Wlthoui whose lov would break 'nealli aoirow'
,.'.' , alast.
4 Oh I bruised and shattered heart I why wist thou left
. To beat alone on this bleak, deiert shore,
'Without one spot wlior thou couhlat saiely rest
' When passion-wave around thy pathway roarl
. And why did not this care rent bosom cease -'
To feel, before it knew the weight of Care 1
And this poorpul be still, ere woe and grief '
, Had dried the flowing fount of rapture there 1
, i ' Prom tby dear, blissful home, 0 loved and lost,
' Ixok In the heart that beats to lonely here
And warm the bosom chilled by wind and frost,
That, like a Reeling Iceberg, gather there.
' -And when Us earthly sighs and woes are o'er,
AndMhall ainlc, with keoi. est anguish riven
rWben sorrow' (urge shall he heard no more,
Olrtletlt throb withjoyagein in heavenl
LIFE'S TEMPTATIONS
A TEMPERANCE TALE.
, i Written for the Winchester llome Journal,
' . bt ruur JOHNSON.
?..'';' ; ' CHAPTER I.
. "And so yon are going to leave us,
.Ned?" said old farmer Webb, in a
v tone of inquiry to his late assistant.
''Why, yes," was the reply, "I think
.that by so doing I can do better.
.With the wages I have saved I intend
, to buy a small farm, and when my lit
., ,'tle girl and I are married, we shall set-
v tie down in life."
, , "I am glad to hear it, Ned, though
. !it goes hard with us to part with you.
. You have been faithful to your trust,
,u and may you be happy, but beware
. of your mortal enemy, rum. .
The young man was for a moment
confused, but speedily recovering he
' ' replied. "Well, Mr. Webb, that I am
: resolved on. For two years have I
ibeen without it, and think that now I
. ; can refrain altogether. So good bye,
I have a long road to travel yet, and I
. ..mean to reach my destination to-nior-
; row."
....... J'Good bye God bless you," said
i the honest farmer, "and remember as
you value your happiness, to avoid all
' intoxicating drinks."
"No fear for me," eried the young
iman, as he waved hia hand, and
whistling for his dog, a huge, shaggy
'Creature, he took the road, and with a
" happy heart sped onward.
:; "Edward Howard was one of those
".-strong, hardy men, that seem to have
t-A been made expressly to clear the way
L.-l for civilization. As he trudged on
I ' Ihis way with his dog at his heels, and
v -cast his eyes now on the vast expanse
i of prairie land, and now on the rude
" Auts of the settlers, he seemed to have
1 heen formed for such a scene.
"Come old boy, come on. Lion," he
cried, and snapping his fingers, he
.bent down to stroke the dog. "You'll
tniss the old farm, and the old hearth,
and the new folks perhaps will call
u4 yoaan ngly customer, but tho girl
!" . that loves me will love you too, old
' - boy. We are going to a new home."
Arid here he struck up a lively tune,
. while the dog bounded on before him,
"waeffing his tail, as if he understood
ail that his master said. Bright vis
& V ions of the1 future came before the
l ft 79UPg man, and building fairy castles
T I f .1 , . .
f g in me air ne was nappy. ,
S i He had not proceeded far before his
;. ars were saluted witn the snouts ot
r. 'vtt . ....
Ei i Party who were returning from the
fields.,"HilIof Ned," they cried, "where
X' F anj; yon bound? I Hillo, old Lion,
"where for now?" . : .'.
Why, my friend, . I am9 going no
further to night than the Western
Tvvt iHquss," cried Ned, aa he shook hands
,; with them all, "and as for Lion, he'll
y (not leave me. I most taste .'mother
C;J Thompson's tea tonight." " . t :
S '1;; "A cup of whisky would set better
1 1 o your atomach," said one as he slap
I ' f ed the '9ung man on the shoulders,
fj-tf .. . "Or a glass of tho bid man's punch,"
( rejoined another. -v' i
jfi "j wonder if Ned ha any dimes,'
ahoated out a third, "I roove he treats
"Qoh boys," cried a red faead Irish
man';Mlat the man alone,' his money
Is' where Paddy was that's in the
bark's mouth. 'Its a man like Ned
Chat eaa keep money tight" . ' !
'M1'7KX3 ma KJ 'Mound
him and heard the lanirh with which
this sallcy was groetod, he felt" quite
displeased. His prido was touched
If there was one thing which he de
spised above all others, it was mean
ness, and therefore it was with eyes of
lire pe gazed round, and in a stern
yoicesaid: '
vllark ye, friends, 1 am no miser.
It Is true that there is money in my
purse, but I do not intend to drink or
treat, which perhaps is to you disa
greeable news."
'f "Ouh, man, the news is just like Bet
sy's scolding the very thing expec
ted," cried the Irishman, and a loud
laugh greeted his wit.
, ''Ii is not because I nm afraid of the
expense," replied Ned, his eyes' Hash
ing with 'passion.
"And is it because you are getting
proud?" retorted his tormentor.
"You arc all wrong," said another
of the party, ""Ned is not stingy after
all. Cornc on men old Thompson
has'got a fresh supply. Come along
Ned's a trump,' and placing his arm
in that of , the too yielding farmer, he
led him on.
Alas! poor Edward ! the fatal step
was taken. Urged on by his pride, to
show his friends that he was not pe
nurious, ho passed the Rubicon of
safety, and plunged madly in tho vor
tex 01 dissipation. JUie tavern was
reached, and setting down upon a
rude bench, he called boldly -lor the
intoxicating liquor. As he raised the
first cup to his lips, a warning voice
spoke to his soul, and he felt dissatis
fied with his conduct. Hut as the
songs of his friends fell upon his eurj
and as he heard their loud shouts of
boisterous mirth, he was chained to
the spot, and when morning dawned
upon the earth his money was almost
gone, and he himself in a sleep of
drunkenness. 1 It was midday before
he again started on his journey, and
as he passed the thrcshhold of the inn,
ho cursed the follies of the previous
night. Lion bounded on before him
as if joyous again to see his master
sober, but .Ned's" steps were not as
elastic as when first he started. He
felt himself debased, and his course
was downward. The warning voice
of his good old master was forgotten,
and entering the first low cabin on his
route, he again drank of his enemy
rum. Thoughts of his betrothed
of his future prospects: would occa
sionally, like sunbeams, dart across
his mind, then all would be dark.
Still he drank, and as he drew near to
the homo of his intended wife, his
steps were staggering, and his head
reeled from the effects of the poison.
Ho had been tempted, and relying up
on his own strength, rather than the
grace of God, had fallen. Tho first
false step was taken, and hope was
shrouded in the darkness of despair,
CIIAl'TEIl II.
Carrie Bates loved Edward How
ard yea. loved him with all the
strength of her woman's nature. She
viewed him only through the medium
of love, and ull appeared bright.-
Tistruoho had one fault, still her
faith absolved it. But her stern old
father regarded it as a fault which
was to him a barrier not to be rcmov
ed. Young Howard loved his glass,
and when the father of the girl he
cherished, reasoned with him on the
folly of his course, he would treat it
lightly, an& in a tone of carelessness
pass it by.
"Edward," said old Mr. Bates, "my
child shall never wed a man who in
dulges in intoxicating drinks. It is
useless to argue the matter, refrain
from your enemy be a man, and my
daughter shall be yours."
Loving Carrie devotedly, he pledged
himself to abstain from rum, and go
ing to work for old Mr. Webb had
saved up sufficient to buy a farm.
The rr ports of his conduct were time
after time told to the loving girl, and
the hopeful old man. The time of his
probation wanted but a day of closing
when he started from the house of his
employer. " Carrie's heart was beating
high with joyful anticipations, and
with a woman's trustfulness she
looked for the return of her lover.
The day of his expected return
came, and the bright sun imparled
checrCuIneesQo all, but night had been
ushered in and yet he came not. The
second day dawned, but still the lov
ing girl and the confiding old man
were alone. Tears filled the eyes of
the latter, but with true devotion, the
former still hoped on but it was al
most hoping against hope. The old
man's thoughts were of the lost for
he had heard that Howard was a
drunkard. A week passed by, and
still he came not A hopeless griel
now bowed Carrie beneath its sombre
clouds. Broken-hearted, she no lon
ger looked for her lover.
ftp night as she wag sitting enf ag
WINCl-IESTEH, TENIST., DECEMBER 2, 1858.
ed in deep thought, and now and then
would cast a sorrowing glance at her
father, a low knocking was heard at
the door, while at the same' time the
pitiful whine of a dog sounded in the
air. In a moment she sprang upon
her feet and opened the door; but she
uttered a wild and piercing shriek,
and fell fainting in her father's arms.
As the old man gazed upon the ob
ject which had so alarmed his daugh
ter, he was astonished at what ho he
held. There stood Edward ' with
shoeless feet, and no clothing hut a
pair of old trowscrs and a thin shirt.
His eyes worn dull and haggard, while
his lips presented a fearful appear
ance. '
"Take him away, father," cried the
excited girl, " lie is not my Edward
no, no, my Edward is dead. Take
him away, tliis Is some fiend come 10
mock me," and giving an awful cry,
she fill prostrate on the floor reason
hud fled .vif mud.
Sunken, degraded, as rum had made
him, yet his heart was taunted at the
agony of the gill. Throwing up his
arms to heaven, ho shouted, "I am a
murder a murderer do you hear?
a murderer," and calling his dog he
departed.
Two days after Edward Howard
might have been seen staggering up
to the tavern where his first ruin was
effected, and supplicating for a glass
of rum. The bar-keeper lauuhed and
turned away.
With an aching head and a crazed
brain the poor wretch wandered
through the neighborhood. Often
would his voice he heard in the hours
of midnight, "Ha, ha, I am a murder
er, I killed her that is not my Ed
wardno, no a fiend."
lie too was a maniac. The viviil,
but the cold serpent like gleam of his
eyes could not be mistaken. Some
times at midnight he would be heard
fleeing by the farm houses as if for
life; at other times loud cries and
shouts would issue from the woods as
if from one in great agony, and at
others he would mutter to himself by
hours. He disappeared at last. But
one day as the sua went down, his
beams fell upon the pale face of a
corpse.
He was found lying at the foot of a
tree, and as strangers bore him to his
last resting place, no eye let fall a
tear, no breast heaved a sigh, no mar
bio marks the spot where he sleeps,
but there unwept, unhonored, and un
cared for, rests the body of the Vic
tim of Intemperance.
Young reader take heed lost you
fall into temptation, and pray that
God may give you strength to resist
the snares of the spoiter.
1'i.ltimokr, Mu.
Oil, LEAVE ME NOT!
Oil, leave mo not! the evening hour,
So soft, o still, i all our own;
Tlioilew descend on tree and flower,
They bruulho their sweets foi thee alone.
Oh, go not yet ! llie evening Mar,
Tho rising moon, all bid thee, slay;
And dying cchos, faint and fur,
Iavite our lingering slept to stray.
Far from tho city's noisy din,
Beneath the pale moon's trembling light
That lip to press, those smiles to win,
Will (end rapture to the night.
Let fortuno fling. her favors freo
To whom she will, I'll ne'r repine.
Oh, what is oil the world to me, .
While thus 1 clasp and call thee mine.
. THE POOIUTOTEK.
A TRUE TALE.
It was a cold evening in the month
of December, that Judge Wright was
sitting by a pleasant fire, at the resi
dence of his brother, in Louisville, Ky.
His little niece was sitting beside him,
with her head resting nn his arm, and
her hair falling inringlcts over her
snowy shoulders.
"Tell us a story of a mechanic, un
cle, if you please, for I often hear you
speaking of them," spoke the little
girl, looking up innocently into the
face of the Judge.
"I will tell you one of a poor printer
I knew," replied tho Judge, if you
will only promise to pay attention
to it."
" Of course I will uncle, for I al
ways like to hear of printers.
The Judge seemed wrapped in study
for some moments, and then began:
"I once knew a man, said he, who
lived in a little town in the western
part of Virginia. He was of respec
table family, but not very wealthy,
and the youth, for a youth he was at
thelime our narrative commences, ex
pressed a desire to learn the printing
business. Ilis parents having no ob
jections to'it, he entered an flice in the
town of W .which was carried
on by a young - man of the name of
M .He continued In the oSce for
tfim A furri vmm at ilia atvhtMlinii rt
- . . ' ' ' . I
which the office was sold out to anotft- ana w j
fiirtn. Je former proprietor of thKnl Is all bo waa,
establishment immediately purchased
another oflico in tho interior of the
State, and the young man wishing to
finish his trade with those he had
commenced with, immediately left
home and joined his old employers.
Time rolled on, and his apprenticeship
was finished, when he returned home.
There he meets his . old friends and
former associates, and particularly a
young lady to whom he was very
much attached. His visits were very
often and in less than a year they
were engaged to be married.
He in the mean time had purchased
aprinting'uffice, and wus publishing
a weekly paper and by applying him
self closely to tho office, had many
friends, and as is the case in publish
ing a paper, some enemies had sought
every means within their power to in
jure him, but in spit ol'all they could
do, ho still prospered in business.
uut auiiougli lie was engaged,
some of tb - ladies of the place, who
ha! sot themselves up as aristocracy,
sought an interview with tho young
lady s mother and by falsehood and
misrepresentations, succeeded in win
ning the unsuspecting parent over to
their fide, and by her interference
with her daughter, the marriage was
broken off.
This was more than the young man
could stand, and at the end of the vol
ume, ho discontinued the paper, and
lied for parts unknown
Years rolled on, we find the young
printer a successful lawyer, residing
in the city of New Orleans. He had
there gained u name that will ever
stand, not only as being an inlluential
member of the bar, but a respectable
and honored citizen of the "Crescent
City."
As the young lawyer was sitting in
his office one afternoon, reading, ho
was interrupted by a gentle rap at
the door. The lawyer answered the
knock with his pleasant 'come in.'
The door opened and the figure of a
female entered. She seemed about
thirty years of age; she had been one
of the most handsome of her sex, al
though time has cast its shadows over
tha freshness of her features.
'Are you a lawyer?' she inquired in
a sweet musical voice.
"I have the honor to belong to that
profession." replied he.
'I have a case I would be happy to
have you attend to if you will do so,'
she added blushing.
'What is tho tenor of it?'
' It is a divorce case. My husband,
shortly after our marriage, took to
drinking very hard, and having squan
our means has now abandoned me al
together, and I am forced to take in
si; wing to support myself and child."
'I will do what I can for you, mad
am, and I think there will be no diffi
culty in obtaining one.'
The lady gave her name as Mrs.
Young, and said she w;vs boarding
with a friend at number Chcs-
n ut street, and then left the office.
After she had gone, the thought oc
curred to him, that he had seen the
face before and the more he thought
of it, the more he was convinced that
such was the case, and to satisfy his
curiosity he resolved to visit her the
following day. The next afternoon
he called on Chestnut street, and
there found the person he was in
search of, sitting in a very nicely fur
nished apartment, with a sweet, rosy
cheeked boy by her side.
After talking on the different topics
of the day, he ventured to ask her if
she was a native of the State.
"No sir, I was raised in Virginia,
and resided there till shortly after my
marriage," she answered.
"Did you not at one tiino reside in
tho village of M ?"
"I resided there several years," said
the lady, as she scrutinized the fea
tures of the lawyer,
"I supposo you wore acquainted
with the citizens generally, were
you not?"
"Yes, I was partially acquainted
with most of the inhabitants" said the.
"Were you acquainted with a young
man by the name of W , who
published a paper there?"
"I was very well acquainted with
him as wo were engaged to be mar
ried, but upon the intcrfcrance of my
mother, and some others, it did not
take place." Here a tear was seen to
start down her check.
"Do you know what has become of
him?" asked the lawyer.
"I do not," she replied, "but would
to God I could find out where he is; for
although I was forced to slight him,
he would still be a friend to me," she
said trying to hide her tears with her
hankerchief.
-Then madam," he replied, "joa see
that man in me I am that printer, the
one that loved you above all others
J in trii1l nnn mm
She sprang to his arms, their lips
met, and the love they had for each
other years before, was kindle'd anew.
"Ellen, my only love, nothing on
earh could give me more pleasure
than this meeting. Often have I
thought of you since we parted on
Virginia's lovely soil."
. Thy talked over tho times they had
when young. How they had taken
moonlight walks together in tho gar
den, and exchanged pledges of love,
an 1 finally she told him she had been
deceived by her husband, for instead
of being a wealthy southern merchant
he proved to be a gambler and drunk
ard. He succeeded in getting a divorce
for her, and they passed many happy
hours together, but they were not nu
merous, for next spring she fell a vic
tim to that terrible disease yellow fevcrf
The lawyer ever proving a friend took
the young boy and adopted him as his
own. As ho was never married, he had
no more.
'1 have finished the story, all but one
thing,",said the Judge.
"What is that!" asked his niece.
'It is simply this, that printer of
whom I have been speaking is none
other than your uncle. It is myself
that was the hero of this story, and
the'child 1 spoke of, you kuow, he is in
my office, mid bids fair to become a
good lawyer.
'That is a very nice story uncle.'
'Yes, dear, it is one you can profit by
Do not treat a person coldly because
he happens to he a"meehanic lest in
the end he should turn out to be great
er than you.'
KISSING-
There is something in a kiss,
Although we can't revcul it,
Which never conies amiss.
Not even whfan wo steal it.
I'm well convinced tliere is
Arcrtain something in it;
For though a single kiss,
We wisely strive to win it.
There's something in a kiss,
If nothing else would prove it,
It might be proved by this,
All honest people lova it.
Shun Apfkctwion. There is nothing
more- beautiful in the young than
simpllcrRy of character. It is honest,
frank and attentive.
How different is affectation! The
simple minded are always natural.
They are, at the same time, original.
The affected 8T0 never natural. And
as for originality, if they ever had it,
they have crushed it out and buried it
from sight, utterly.
, Be yourself, then, young friend! To
attempt to be any hotly else is worse
tian folly. It is an impossibility to
attain it. It is contemptible to try.
But suppose could succeed in
imitating the greatest man that ev
cr figured in history; would that make
you any the greater? Ky no means.
You would always suffer in compari
son to the imitated one, and bo
thought of only as the shadow of a
substance the echo of a real sound
the counterfeit of a pure coin.
Dr. Johnson aptly compared the
heartless imitator for such is he who
affects the character of another to
the Empress of Russia, when she did
the frttakish thing of erecting a palace
of ice. It was splendid and conspic
uous while it lasted. But the sun soon
melted it, and caused its attractions
to dissolve into common water, while
tho humblest stone cottages of her
subjects stood firm and uninarcd!
Let tho fabric of your character,
though ever so humble, be at least re
al. Avoid affecting the character of
another, however great. Build up
your own. Bo what God intended
you to be yourself, and not somebody
else. Shun affectation I
Pbintino Offices. When Dr. Frank
lin's mother-in-law first discovered
that the young man had a hankering
for her daughter, that good old lady
said she did not know so well .about
giving her daughter UJ a printer; there
were already two printing offices in
the United States, and she was not
certain the country would support
them. It was plain young Franklin
would depend for his support on the
profits of a third, and this was.a rath
er doubtful chance. If sachjan ob
jection was urged to a .would-be son-in-law
when there wcro but two prist
ine offices in the United States, how
can a printer hope to get a wife now,
when the present census sboWs the
number to be 15007.
Goodness gracious! how we shudder
to think of the prospects now before
us.'
"I m afloat! I'm afloat'-" screamed a
young lady of powerful lungs, and
lingers to match, as she exercised both
at the piano. .
I should think vou wore." rowJed
an old bachelor, judging from th i
iquall yoa are raising,"
A Curb for ScROt'ciA. The Cincin
nati Commercial publishes tho follow
ing communication from Nicholas
Longworth, the great wine manufac
turer of that city:
All the papers I had giving the cure.-!
for scrofula, have been distributed to
persons sending for the remedy. I
have never heard of a caso where it
did not effect a speedy curd, and it can
in no case do an injury. In several
instances, where it has been applied
to old sores, it has also speedily affec
ted perfect cures, l'ut one ounco of
aquafortis in a bowl, or saucer; drop in
two copper cents it will effervesce
leave the cents in; when the effer
vesccncc ceases, add two ounces of
stron ir vinegar. The fluid will be a
dark green coloi". Itahofll and
smart. If touscveri'. nut in a li
m t . - . . ' ...
raits utnter. Apply it to the sore,
mousing ifiid evening, by a soil brush
drrag. Before applying it, wash the
sore with water. Its liivt application
known to me, was a poor girl, sent to
our city trom Memphis, to have her
leg cut off, as it was feared she might
not live long enough to have it cut off
in that hot climate. She was refused
admitUwce to the poor house, and
was lying on the sidewalk, as she
could not even stand up. From her
knee to her foot one third of the flesh
was gone, and all the skin, except u
strip about two inches wide. She
was laid on a bed, and tho remedy
placed on a chair by it. She could
rise up and apply it. In a few days
her peace of mind returned, and she
declared it was getting well. It was
supposed it was a relief from the pain
only; but when examined, fresh flesh
was growing, and skin over it. She
was soon runuinir about, and would
work, which delayed the entire cure,
leaving a small sore, which was in a
few mouths entirely healed. A young
girl, with scrofula in her neck, hav
ing a large open hole, and deemed in
curable, oame one month after entire
ly cured, and recently married, and is
now with her husband, on their way
to the east. 1 have known many more
similar cases, and have never known
a case where it did not effect a cure.
A Wirr.'s IsFi.t'ENCK. Judge O'Neal
in the Yorkvillc Enquirer, tells the
following of Jutlgo Win. Smith of
South Carolina.
"lie had the rare blessing to win
the love of one of the purest, mildest
and best women, whose character bus
ever been presented to the writer.
He married Margaret Dull'. In his
worst days she never upbraided him
by words, looks or jesture, but always
met him as if he was one of the kind
est and best of husbands. This course
on her part humbled him, and made
him weep liko a child. This sentence,
it is hoped, will be remembered, was
the language of Jutlgo Smith to the
friends already named, mid to those
who knew the stern, unbending pub
lie character of the Judge, it will teach
tv lesson of how much a patient wo
man's love can accomplish, lie was
at last reformed by an inslanco of her
patient love and devotion as he him
self told it:
"Tho evening before the return day
of the Court of Common Pleas for York
District, a client called with fifty notes
to be put in suit. Mr. Smith was not
in his office ho was on what is now
fashionably called a spree then a
frolic. Mrs. Smith received tho notes
and sat down in the office to tho work
of issuing the writs and processes.
She spent the night at work Mr.
Smith in riotous living.' At daylight
on his way homo from his carousals,
he saw a light in his office, and his
amiable wife, who had just completed
what ought to have been his work,
with her head on the table asleep,
His entry awoke her. She told him
what she had done, and showed him
her night's work fifty writs and pro
cesses. This bowed tho strong man,
he fell on his knees and implored her
pardon, and then and tliere faithfully
promised her never to drink another
drop while he lived. " This promise,"
says my friend, Colonel Williams, ' he
has faithfully kept," and said the
Judge to him, "from that day every
thing I touchod turned to gold." His
entire success in life," says Col. Will
iams, "he set down to his faithful ob
servance of this noble promise."
"No better eulogy could be pronoun
ced on Mrs. Smith than has just been
givcu in the words of her distinguished
husband. The reformation of such a
man as William Smith is a chaplet of
glory whicn lew women have been
permitted to wear, lotbe people ol
south Carolina, ana: especially ot i ork
District, certainly no stronger argu
ment in favor ot temperanco and total
abstinence need be given.
When you see a man in business
who will not advertise or take a news
paper, look out for a mean, penurious
skin flint too tight to enjoy good health,
and who hold s a penny o near his eya
that he can't" d,("ar- J ; ,
A lilted chemist finds love to be
composed of fifteen parts of gold, three
0f fame ana two oi nuecnon.
No . family , should be without a
County Newspaper. , Impress this (act
V .FWieuiw,
FITNESS FOR OFFICE. "
In choosing men for publio offices
the people should have regard more
to good morals thatr to great abilities;
for Providenee neVer intended to make
tho management of publio affairs a
mystery to be comprehended only by
a Tew persons 'of sublime genius, of
which there seldom are a dozen born
in an age: But truth, justice, temper
ance, and the like, are in every man's
power; the practice of which virtues,
assisted by experience and a good in
tentidh, would qualify any man for the
service of his country, except where a
course of study is required. Tho want
of moral virtues is so far from being
supplied by superior endowments of
the mind, that eniploymeuts can never
bo put into such dangerous hands as
those ol persons so qualified; at renst,
the mistakes committed by ignorance,
in a virtuous disposition, would never
be of such fatal consequence to the
public weal as the practices of a man
whose inclinations lead him.to be cor
rupt, and who has great abilities to
manage, to multiply, and defend his
corruptions.
In Switzerland, no less than twenty
thousand women earn a livelihood by
making watches.
A miserly old fellow has hit upon
an experiment to save candles, Ho
uses the light of other days.
The woman who never interfered
with her husband's affairs arrived in
town tho other day. She is unmarri
ed.
The young ladies who rejoice in a
multiplicity of l ines, chains, lockets.
&.c. to the unparalleled extent now
fashionable, should be labelled like
watches in the windows- "warranted
full jewelled."
Snow is two feet deep on the moun
tains above Saratoga.
"Come, 0 come with me," continued
the officer, who dragged the thief oil
to the station house;
"Welcome, welcome home," softly
murmured the turnkey, as he locked
Willie up in a cell.
"Behold how brightly breaks tho
morning," gently whistled the police
man, as early next morning he march
ed Willie down to the Tombs. .
What a Woman cau no.-Some crus
ty old bachelor we venture to say,
has perpetrated the following speci
men of masculine impertinence. On
ly hear him, poor fellow;
"A woman says what she pleases to
you without danger of getting knocked
tlown for it. She can take a snooze
after dinner, while her husband has to
go to work. She can go forth in the
streets without being invited to treat
at every coffee-house. She can paint
her face if it is too pale, and flour it if
too red. (She can wear corsets if too
thick other fixins if too thin. She
can eat, drink and be merry, without
costing her a cent, and she can get
divorced from her husband when she
sees one she likes better."
Prostitution in New York. We
find the following startling statement
in the Express:
There arc six thousand public pros
titutes in the city of New York.
The majority of them are from fif
teen to twenty years of age.
Education is at a very low stand
ard with them.
One fifth of them are married wo
men. One half of them have given birth
to children, and more than one half of
theso children nre illegitimate.
The ratio of mortality among chil
dren of prostitutes is four times great
er than the ordinary ratio among chil
dren of New York.
Many of these children are living in
the abodes of vice and obscenity.
The majority of these women have
been prostitutes for less than four
years.
the average duration of a prosti
tute's life is only four years.
A capital ot nearly teur millions of
dollars is invested in the business of
prostitution.
Theanual expenditure on account
of prostitution is more than seven
millions of dollars.
There is an average of two thousand
abandoned women constantly main
tained at the publio expense in the hos
pitals on Black-well's island, and their
ages embrace amost every period of
life, from girlhood to tottering old age.
ft is an actual fact that a vounsr
man who desired to hug a beautiful
girl named Miss Lemon, said "wado
in Lemons and get squazed." He got
a punch for his impudence.
A boarding Miss, deeming 'eat' a
word too vulgar for refined ears, de
fines it thus: 1 '
"To insert nutritious pabulum into
the denticulated orifice below . the
nasal protuberance, wbioh, being
masticated, peregrinates through tio
cartilaginous cavities of the lao
and is finally domiciiated in tb
ceptacle for digestible, paru',w
Verily, the fcr N
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