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WINCHESTER, TJ3K3ST., FEBRUAliY 24,. 1859.
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year, for 3 25.
An Editor Undhrtiib Infujf.xck of
Gin. The editor of the Logan (Ohio)
Gazette, having been presented with
a bottle of old London Dock Gin,
drank it, and then attempted to write
a paragraph of thanks, with this liiol
ancholly result :
In conclusion, here's to "fire Foun
tain Company No. some," the Brass
f'ountainc Belle Band, and the rest of
our home institions and org' .at ions
includinn the ladies, and other branch
es of business (hie) in and around
town, and especially tho Mossideiu's
l'ressage, Mon'mgtou Wash uinent, etc.
all of which may be had cheap at the
Buck Drook Brook and Dug Store
of Bininger's old Landon Dock Gin.
for $2 a vear, if payment is delayed
until the end of the Atlantic Cable.
, The Bucket. It is much easier to
get. into a quarrel than to get out of
it." In the year 1005,somo soldier of
the Commonwealth of Modcna, ran
away with a tW.te from a public well
belonging to the State of Bologna.
Thin implement might be worth a shil
ling, but it produced a quarrel .which
was worked up into a long and san
guinary war. Henry the king of
Sardinia,, assisted the Modense to keep
possession of the bucket, and in one of
the battles he was made prisoner.
" His father, the Emperor, ofl'ered a
chain of gold that would encircle Bo
logna, which is seven miles in compass,
for his son's ransom, hut in vain. Af
ter twenty-two years, imprisonment
he pined away! His monument is
now extant in the couch of the Dotn
ininicans. This fatal bucket is still
exhibited in the tower of Modena, in
closed in an iron cage.
Wrlltcn for the Winchester Home Jourral.
LINES ON THE TWENTY-SECOND
OF FEBRUARY. '
Dedicated t o W I J.' Slntter.
, BV MRS. EMIME C, S. CUILT0S.
All hail the day lliat gave to earth
Our well beloved Washington,
'Tis crowned by a more glorious birth
TtiBri piinces ever gascd upon,
Well might tho angels lower bend
From heaven, the infunt chief to see,
Who in his cradlo-voice could blond
The anthem notes to liberty!
All hail the day the glorious clay
Tlio chieftaii) in his swaddling clothes,
Who kept the Lion from his prey,
And shook perfume from England's Rose.
The first in peace tho first in war
The Father of tho noble Iree
On earth the bright and guiding star
That decks the brow of Liberty!
This morn is consecrate thro lime,
As sacred to a nation's heart;
In every land, thro' every clime,
No swallow's wing can swifter dart
Than speeds the namo that millions sing
In chorus of the hnppy free
Tho nnme of Washington, will bring
Now life to dying Liberty!
V notion's voice tho nnmo repents,
Of all earth's sons the noblest best
A nation's heart in rapture heats
From North to South, from East to West,
To bless the day that nave to earth
The herald of young Freedom's sun
The light that sends such glory forth
Was tuught to shine by Washington.
All o'er this land the aged siro
Is kindling up the sacred flnme,
In infant hearts a holy ftro
That burns while life itself remains,
An incense to tho memory
Of noble deeds our fathers done
Tho watch-(ires of our Liberty
First kindled by a Washington.
And thou, my friend, who claim'st thisday
As that upon which thou wast bom,
No brighter star con guide thy way
Than beams upon this hallowed morn,
lie great by guvdncss write thy name
In iiving letters that will gleam
When empty votaries of (ame
Sleep in some long forgotten dream.
May many years encircle thee
From this the day thou'rl twenty-one,
May wrong boforo thy foot steps Jleo
Like dew before tho summer sun;
And may thy grave when life is done
Bo cherished as a socro.l spot
Thy epitaph, liko Washington's,
Bo written where it fadeth not.
Nash.niu.f., Feb. 22, 1850.
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HASilLTON KIM ' CHOICE.
A curious old man was Hamilton
Kirk and a good old man, said those
who had the best means of knowing.
Some shallow-brained men, who had
wasted all their money, and then gone
to him to borrow more, said he was
a 'regular old Fudge;' but the poor
and needy in the neighborhood could
have taken their oaths that he was a
warm-hearted generous man.
Hamilton Kirk had gone abroad
when a mere youth, having been
thrown upon his own resources by the
her confidence, and even her most ar
dent admirers could find no solid foun
dation for hope, nor could they find a
ground for jealousy. '
Mr. Kirk had watched the course
of events with a discerning eye, and
as she saw the circle of her admirers
narrowing down, he believed that tho
affections of his child must ere long
be fixed. Her natural instinct of soul
might lead her aright in her choice,
put he preferred to make a choice for
himself, and then, if her love could be
led into the same channel, it would be
so much the better.
"Myra," he said to her, as they sat
in the library one summer afternoon,
"I've been thinking."
"Well, father," she replied, looking
up with one of her sweet smiles, "what
have yon been thinking about?"
"I've been thinking that you will be
wanting a husband one of these days."
"Then I wouldn't try to think any
more," she said. But she didn't speak
with such simple assurance tis usual.
"1 am serious, my pet," the old man
resumed; "and now let us talk seri
ously about it. I am not going to give
you up, for the man that takes you
must take my house, and me with it;
or, I'll take' him, just as you please.
L5ut you know, as well as I do, tint
very soon you may ho loving some
body, and then it would be too late to
reason."
Mjra didu t dispute linn; out site
only hung down her head and thought.
So he continued.
"Now, it's all very well to many
for love, if other tilings arc as they
should he; but love is a curious thing,
and very often brings bodies together
that can have no more harmony in
lii'i: than lire and water. 1 know that
many people scout the idea of exer
cising reason in conjunction with love,
but the ideas of the world are not
alwavssafc iruides. I wouldn't have
reason take too much of this ground,
but I would ha ve it go ahea 1 and light,
the way, so that, love may go on with
more safety. Don't that seem prop
er r
"Yes, father."'
"And now I'm coming nearer
borne. There's Joseph Vaugliun.
Don't you think ho would liko to pro
pose for your hand!"
"IVrhaps so."
"Come, come, Myra be plain with
me."
Well I think he would."
"Ami Henry Walsh wouldn't he'!"
"Yes I think lie ould."
'And Jacob Lorraincr!"
only told her to say nothing of what
she had seen, and in good time she
would know all about it.
"But you didn't recognizu me, did
you?" lie said.
"I'm sure I didn't."
"Then it is all right."
That evening Hamilton Kirk went
away, and lie told his man that he
should not return before tho next day,
and perhaps not until tho day after
that, lie went in his chaise, und took
a large hundlo with him.
Joseph Vaughan was in his store,
ready to wait upon his customers. He
was a handsome young man, and his
moral character was good. In fact, he
rather prided himself upon his mor
ality. His boy was engaged in put
ting away some clothes, and he was
reading the morning paper, when he
heard a step tit his door, which was
onen to admit the soft, balmy air. He
looked up, and beheld a poor, forlorn have been on a mission in the be
lookim? man. who seem bent beneath 'garb."
o '
way without any expense to myself.
I can find a boy who will bo glad to
drive for tho sake of the ride."
A nd so tho shoo maker wont on, try
ing to find out what the old man's
most pressing needs wero that ho
might meet with the most caso and
readiness. Finally tho beggar said
that if he could be carried to tho ad
joining town he thought ho should
lind friends there who would know
him.
So Chauncy went out an I harnessed
his horse, anil rapidly found a faith
ful hoy who would drive over and
come back with the team, lie asked
the old man if there was anything more
ho could do for him, and when assured
that there was not, he bade him good
bye, and saw him oil".
"Well, Myra," said Hamilton Kirk
taking one of his daughter's hands, "
naked for tho hand of Myra, and was
refused. Then Henry Walsh tried his
fortuno, and he, too, was sent away
disappointed. At length Chauncy
Stewart, when ho saw that she still
remained free, tremblingly told her of
his love; and ere ho left her ho had
not only been assured that his love
was returned, but her curious old fa
ther had frankly given his consent to
the proposed match.
Vaughan and Walsh never knew
who was the old beggar man, tho one
whom the first had turned coldly
away; and to whom tho other had
given his dollar, and it was not until
Chauncy had been married several
years, and had given continued proof
of his nobleness of heart, that ho was
let into the secret.
tho weight of years and inlirinilios,
and whoso garb was scant and rag
ged. The old man asked for Charity.
"I've nothing at all to spare," re
plied Vaughan. ..
"But I'm in need, kind sir. Help
me if you can."
) tell yoe. 1 can't."
And the old man went away.
Henry WaLh also kept a store in
the town, and he was in his place of
for he had rivals in trade, and he found
it necessary to attend closely to his
own nllairs. 1L: was young and good
looking, hud the name of being gene
rous and open hearted, lie had just
disposed of a customer, when the rag
ged, way-worn beggar entered the
store.
"Charity," plead the applicant,
trembling upon his stall". .
"Eh want help?" returned Walsh
examining the old fellow from head
to foot.
"Yes, 1 am in need."
"Well how muoh do ymi want?"
"I ask not for much, kind sir."
"Here is a dollar. Will that help
you?"
'Yes very much."
' Then it's yours: and see that you
make a good use of it." And there
upon the young man returned to his
work, leaving the beggar to go when
ho pleased.
Chauncy Stewart was a shoo ma
ker, and he not only employed quite a
number of workmen in manufacturing,
but he had quite a store, and sold a
great many shoes at retail. He was
I twenty, was
A man calling himself M. D. Bos- death of his parents, and lie had re
tick, who had in his possession a large mninod abroad until he was forty-live,
amount of counterfeit SI 00 bank notes, j or thereabouts. Then he came home
includinn- S2.700 on the bank of the imd having found a woman who could
State of Georgia, was arrested in Mo
bile on Friday.
The Vicksburg (Miss.) Sun says
that a runaway negro was caught in
Black Hawk, a few days ago, with the
hand of a white man in his pocket.
It is said tho negro confessed that,
he had exhumed the body and cut the
hand off the man's arm, to act as a i teciion
charm in keeping the dogs from fol
lowing his track, and on the strength
of his confession he was hung. A
white silk glove was on the hand
when it was found.
A friend of ours tv ho by-the-bye
is a right sharp fellow usked us the
other day why a cook dici't eat her
apron.
Being unable to answer onrsell, lie
. replied:
" ' "Because it's against her stomach."
Wasn't that sharp I
Strychnine.. The poison of strych
nine is said to be completely neutral
ized by nicotine (the ordorus active
principle of tobacco.) The most con
venient mode of obtaining ihe nico
tine is to infuse a cigar in a half a pint
of water, of which one table spoon
ful may be given every five minutes.
A favorable change will be noticed
before half of the infusion is taken in
the relaxation of the muscles, in the
spasms, and in the length oftinie which
elapses between the spasms. The
quantity ol tobacco given to a ncauuy
person, would produce serious eflects,
but in a case of poisoning by strych
nine ifa effects are said to be entirely
antagonized. Louisville Courier.
The name of the pretty Chicago
sewing girl who is heiress to an im-
mense India estate is Lydia H. School
ey. Young men who may chance to
i ;be writingfber, will do well to -paste
" this Information in their hats.
; v A' clergyman being much pressed
r lVa ladvolhis acquaintance to preach
af sermon on the first Sunday after
her marriage, complied, and chose
, the following passage in the Psalms
for his text; "Ana let were oe aoun
daot of peace, while the moon endu
'rftV
love him, he married her, and settled
down. He built him a spaeiou house
ntul biid out his mounds very beauti
fully, promising himself much comfort
in the new phase of lile upon which
he had entered. But he was doomed
to an early disappointment. In one
short year his wifu died, leaving an
infant daug tertohis care and pro-
For awhile Mr. Kirk was
very unhappy; but gradually ho re
covered from tho stroke, and prepared
to push forward alone. No not
alone. Ah.no. His child was left
to him, ar.d all his love was bestowed
upon it, and thus kept active. He
called the little one Myra, and as she
began to prattle and play, and follow
him into the garden, pluck lowers lor
him, he became as happy as a man
could be.
And from that time tho rhild never
brought a cloud upon his brow by any
act of hers. When she was a maid
en.just blooming into well-developed
womanhood, ho was an old man with
gray hairs. And she had repaid him
well for all the care ho had bestowed
innn pp ilnriii'T tier chilhoO I. Sho
had paid him for his love by loving
him in return with all truth and atfec
tion. She had paid him for the edu
cation of mind ho had given her by
her instructive conversation; and for
the watchfulness and protection in
the years that wero passed, she had
been his nurse, his companion, Ins
counsellor, his light, and his joy.
But Myra was now nineteen, and tho
time for new scenes was drawing up
on her. She was, in sober truth, a maid
en of great personal beauty, and was
the sole heir to an immense fortune.
Add to this that she was good, and
madest. and kind, and true to her Uu
ties, and we shall not wonder that
manv loncine eves were bent upon
her from among the youths of the
neighborhood, and' hat many a bright
castle was built upon tho hope- o se
curinir her band. But she had not
shown any preferences. She was the
same kind friend to all who deurved 4
.-I In, in. ,,t " ,-enlied the srirl with a some throe or lour and twenty
slU.(j(,.i I very fair looking, and had the rrputa-
"Well, well we'll throw him out. lion of being one of the most steady
darling; I'm sure, however, that he ! ""'I industrious young men in the v.l
would very quickly apply for your Inge; but bis character Im- generosity
hand if he thought he could get it.- ; did not stand so high among Ins k l
... .... t I.I..H i i,:. ..,,,1 ..m I lows as that of Henry Walsh.
i 1 1 r us i iv l iiiivc in lit inn.. ... . i -
don't think you would, we'll consider
him disposed of in advance. But
Chaiin was in his Iront shop, pack
ing some boots, when our old beggar
man entered.
"Ah good day sir," said the shoe
maker, .stopping from his work.
"A good morning to vou, fair sir,"
returned the old man, in a weak,
trembling tone. "I don't wane to
lioub'io you, 1 only seek a little aid
..i ,. tl, -...!, t ii.ivLhiuir about it. stieu as you can atloicl to a poor, at. -
papa." ;dy one like me.
lf,it her father, ha.l thought about it ; Ch u.ney ran his eye over the old
d he fancied that when the erotic man s term, a:el tlieu saiu-
ould co.no with the! 'Iinusthrstknowwliail.eipyouneeo.
-rood sir. and then 1 can the better
there's Ciiaueey Stewart how is it
with him? Don't you think he would
like to propose?"
"I'm sure I don't know," returned
lli-Ri. menial' her hook, and pretend-
' I ' "i CI
iugtolind soine;hiii;,'inlerostiti
But what should you think?
1 thei
ant
dart came U w
-. ..c 1 1. ...... ilu'im ivluim In; hitil
iiuauui iitw.? .
its shaft. '. judge ol my anility toiie.ipyou.
mentioned, impaled upon
Thus far in life she had been govern
ed by his advice, and he resolved to
qualify hima 11 to advise in the pres
ent case. Later in the afternoon, as
Myra walked in the garden, pon
dering very deeply upon something
that had occupied her thoughts ever
since her interview with her father
.she was startled by the appearance of
n ,.l,l lv.riir man in her oath. He
looked wan and weary, and his garb
was scant and poor.
"Charity ! charity!" he murmured,
leaning upon his stall".
The maiden had nut been at all
frightened only startled from her
own busy thoughts and she quickly
forgot all else in her sympathy lor the
poor old nrm before her.
"Come with mo to tho House, sue
said; "and you shall find what vou
need. Come."
But not there. Give mo money
here."
"I'll give thee rest and food first,
good father."
"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed the old man,
throwing off the wig, and tho beard,
and the false eyebrows, and shaking
tho crook out of his ha k. "Ha, ha.
ha? its pretty good. If my own little
robbin didn't know me who should."
Myr:i was very much astonished
whensho saw her own father step
back from behind tho disguise, and
she wondered exceedingly vihat his
object could be in tuch a strange per-
you pennilesj?' '
'All tho money I have in my pock
et is a poor pittance which I begged
this morning."
"Have you broken your fast this
day!"
"No."
"Well, you shall go with me and get
something to eat, and then we will see
what further can be done."
"But I would not trouble you, kind
sir."
"It is no trouble. I can furnish you
with food more readily than I can with
money, though God knows 1 would not
send a worthy sulkier away empty
handed if I divided my last dollar.
But come. My house is not far oil."
Thus saying, Chauncy led the way
from theslK.p, and the old man lollow
ed him. The house was soon reached
and tho youth introduced his compan
ion to his widowed mother, who re
ceived him kindly, nnd at once, pro
ceeded to set a substantial breakfast
before him. While the beggar was
eating Chauncy tried to find out how
he could best help liim.
"Have you any friends in this re
gion?" ho askod.
I think I have,' replied the old man.
"Ifl could raise money enough to pay
my fare in the stage I might reach
them.'
..f mi.'I.t find ft better way . than
....rtpd. Stewart. "Ibhall not!1
' , . ,n un,i i -ni,t tmvA and its instinct safe." -
use my i'urBa ji- v
What been away in that guise?'
exclaimed the girl in surprise.
'Yes. I called upon Joseph Vaugh
an and upon Henry Walsh, and upon
Chaiiney Stewart!"
"0, father! what must they have
thought?"
,Vhy doubtless, that I was what. I
appeared a poor beggar.'
"But didn't they know you?"
"Did you know me?"
".No."
"Nor did they. 1 went to try them
to see what kind of souls they have.
I knew beforehand that they were
young, of good characters, and they
were upright, honest, and intelligent.
But. I wanted to know more. 1 wan
ted to know just what kind of a foun
dation each one had for the loves and
ali'ect ions of earnest life. So I tried
them. Would you like to know the re
sult. "Yes," whispered Myra, with a
slight, pallor about the nether lip.
"Then listen: You must know that,
the pah-, wan color which 1 applied to
my features, taken in connection with
my eyes, was assurance, to any man
of observation that I was not a drunk
ard; so they could have no fear of
trusting mo on that account. Well, 1
called upon Mr. Vaughan first, lie
i n i i i
received me very coiiuy, an i uiiui n
me away without even seeking to
know my needs. Hu had nothing to
spare. His heart 1 found to be as
bard as a diamond, and it may be as
pure. Are you not disappointed in
him!'
V,, C.Lthei- not at all." She spoke
as though she felt relieved in a meas
ure. Vcll next I called upon Henry
Walsh. His heart opened in a mo
. . i it...
meat, and lie threw me our. a uoti.u.
Ho was generous, ho was warm hear
the, but the feeling was an impulse,
and not a principle. He didn't seem
to earn for my forlorn condition, nor
did he betray any sympathy beyond
the mere Hash of generosity. He
gave me of the only fount of charity
he possessed, his money. His heart
is warm, but the In-art would not
stand much testing, without injury by
blasts and storms. In short, such a
heart would be very apt to prove a
spendthrift in its a'.l'eetioiH. What
think you!'' Are you disappointed!"
And Myra whispered
"No."
"Next I called upon Chauncy Stew
art. 1 found him with his sleeves roll
ed up, and hard at work. Ho greeted
me kindly, and 1 asked him for chari
ty. He studied mo from looks awhile
and then sought to learn how ho
could best help me. llo did not oiler
me money, for he confessed that he
had little to spare; yet he would divide
tho last dollar ere ho would send me
away empty handed. He learned that
I had not broken my fast, and he took
me to his home, and his mother pre
pared mo a gjod meal. Then lie
learned tht 1 wantc.l to go to w .
and ho harnessed up his horse and
sent me on my way. Such a heart is
not only true and warm, but it may
be relied upon in the hour of need. Its
impulses are only circumscribed by
tho boundaries of humanity. It can
not become bankrupt, because its is
sues arc sure to be upheld by a perma
nent fund of sense and reason. What
think you my darling."
Bat Myra made no reply, bho
bowed her head and trembled violent-
"Can't you answer me? Ah, tears!
What, precioiu one, have I hit so near
ly? Had your heart already singled
him out!"
Anl Myra whispered
Yes."
"Well, well " returned the old man,
"I am not sorry for the pains I have
THE MA PL 13 GROVE.
UV WM. 1". BIUNN'AN.
In memory lives tho blessed night
ai'S .ir ,,,,,,,, I,. I ,l,n..ii ihn in nn Id drove.
When Luna with her mellow light
Slione sweetly on our plighted lovo
Whilst stars within the azure dim
Grew pale in gazing on our eyes,
And scenes no alien art could iliinu
llecnmo our transient paradise.
With arms encircled round thy wnist,
Thy luad reclining on my breast,
With gentle forco and eager haste
My lips to thine wero fondly pressed;
Wliiitblessed heart-throbs then wore ours,
What heavenly rapture joys divine
What bliss was bom within those bowurs,
Fur thou wast mine forever mine!
From vinoclad slopes the streamlets
thrill'd
A music on tho charmed nir,
As sweet as lliydear voice that fill'd
Tho Imly night with heavenly prayer;
.est envious zephyrs, unaware,
Should trespass thy matchless charms
stood thy guard, with jealous care,
And clasped thee safe within my arms.
'Twos then', and thu, I told my lovo,
'Twas then we pledged our troth for nyo,
Hi'iieath that blooming maple grovo
Upun n golden night in May;
The stars that gazed upon our eyes
The moon (lint looked so palo and lorn,
Were fading in tho iizuro skies
That rounded up that morrow mom.
What yearning hours have pass'd away,
Niiicu wo were wandering side by side,
Adown the maple slopes of May
Upon ii blessed eventide;
Yet in my il reams I clasp lliy form
And kiss those ruby lips of thino
Siill press thee to my heart as vvann,-
Aud level thus in joys divino.
dime, mayhap,, constituted the sum to
tal of their joint capital and that sure
ly was not worth quarreling about,
and the fortune that they accumulated
was the result of mutual toil and econ
omy. Young man! What do you think of
the picture? Is not tho domestic land
scape brought out far more beauti
fully by having a dark back ground
first on tho canvas? Is not ho a true,
skilful oarsman, who runs up stream
against the current, with ndverse
winds, and wjth perhaps, but a single
voice at his sido to bid him'God speed?'
Is it not glorious to battle on with a
bravo heart, and finally unbuckle your
armor, in the enjoyment of a happy
home, which your own giant energy
has helped to acquire?
Young man! if you like tho picture,
just sketch ono for yourself on your
own life's canvas. Just spring to
your feet, hold up your head, clap your
hands together, inflate those big
lungs of yours and drive ahead. If
you can't get round a dilliculty, retreat
a little, take a good start and jump
clean over it. Have a giant will and
an unbending energy. Fix your tar
get in mid-heaven and fire away at it;
you will surely shoot higher than if
you fired at a toad-stool. Get you a
good pair of pants, a good vest, a good
coat, if you can, if not, have the old
ones well patched up, then fix your
heart (not your eye, alone) on somu
nice, energetic, good-natured, alho
tioiiate girl, ami w hether she has mon
ey or not, marry her, if you can, and
as sure a you area living man you
will be as happy as a mortal well can
be. You will envy no man, but have
a little world of light, of happiness
and of love, all your own, in which
you shall stand as the sun and shield,
wdiile a nucleus of little dancing, shi
ning lights shall revolve about ou,
owning and blessing you as the source
of their domestic joy and happiness.
Cliattanoom Advertiser?
"THKUFS AX HFIRESSIN TOWN!"
That's a fort, is ii J Well, then, you
nmy depend upon it, every fortune
hunter, anywhere wit'iin the bounds ol
:i marketable nm; will draw on his
marriageable boots, adjust his matri
monial dickey, give an extra cue to
his hair, an uncommon lustre lo his
boots and enter the connubial raee
eourse. Happy he who understands
the art of running well, and is long
winded enough to stand a good race.
She has the glittering "rocks," and
just, notice what, a halo of brightness
encircles her lairy form. She carries
her own loreh, and you may be sure
she will draw about her every little
buzzing, whizzing, stinging insect
that's alloatj and some of them ven
ture, so near that they sititfe their
llunsy lit t to wings; what a pity!
Now, young man, you aro most as
suredly i'.v.s-takcii if you for one mo
ment imagine thai you must secure a
rood round fifty thousand in order to
ho a happy married man. 1 his is
altogi t'aer a lalse idea, and yet it is a
most lamentable fact, that at the
present day scarcely a young man is
to be found, w ho does not distrust bis
own ability to support a wife, at least
wo must iudjiC that this is the ease.
from the number of fortune-hunters
which are constantly on the chase.
Where does the laiilt. lie, on whom
does the blame centre?
Just cast vour eye over the whole
married kingdom! Who are these
mothers "that put their children out
to nurse and tend lap-dogs"? Mio
these wives that lie abed till noon,
that don't know a darning needle
from a crow-bar and wonder where
apple pies grow? Who these pale
sickly inmates of tho drawing-room
and parlor, with pinched up waists
and painted faces? Who, these lasli
iouable wives, that think it very eti-
quetieal to fret and scold their Hus
bands and smile on all the rest ol the
whiskered tribes Who, these gra
cious mammas who never know the
n.'e of the first born nnd think babies
vent pests, anyway? Mark you, in
nine eases out of ten, these aro the
fash ionable the very charming,
tho very wealthy heiresses which io
fascinate ana cnartn uu ioriuuu-nuu
tern.
II re then, is one great bane of do
mestic life and here, too, is a crym
evil, which keeps so many of our
vomic nien from entering the matri
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monial ranlis. i liey arc njraia toooso,
without an ample lortune ahead, for
merly, in the good old-fashioned days
of our iirand mothers, u was m
hieght of a vounjr. man's ambition io
"hitch traces" with a hale, ruddy, en
ergetic lass whom he loved, a "","
in hand they would commence the a-
ONLY TIGHT.
"How flushed; how weak he ii I
What's the matter with him?"
"Only tight."
"Tight!"
"Yes, intoxicated."
"Daly tight!" Man's best and great
est gift, his intellect, degraded.; tho
only power that raises him from brute
creation, trodden under fwot of a de
basing appetite.
"Only tight!" the mother stands with
pale face and tear dimmed eye. to see
her only son's disgrace, and in her
fancy pictures the bitter woe of which
this is the foreshadowing.
"Only tight!" the gentle sister, whoso
strongest lovo through life has been
given to her handsome, talented
brother, shrinks with contempt and
disgust from his embrace, and brushes
away the hot impure kiss be has prin
ted upon her cheek.
"Only tight!" and his young bride
stops in the glad dance she is making
to meet him, an 1 cheeks the welcome
on her lips to gaze in terror on tho reel
ing form and Hushed face of him who
was the "god of her idolatry."
"Only tight!" and the father's faco
grows dark and sad, with a bitter
sigh, he stoops over the form of his
first born.
He has brought sorrow to all these
ali'eetionate hearts; be has opened the
door to a fatal indulgence; he tins
brought himself down to a level with
brutes; he has tasted, exciting the ap
petite tocravo the poisonous draught
again; he lias fallen from high and
noble manhood, to babling idiocy and
lieav V stupor; brought grief to his
mother, distrust to his sister, and
almost despair to his bride, and bowed
his father's head with sorrow, but
blame him not for he is 'only ti$ht.
KINDRED HEARTS.
There aro hopes thai never blossom,
There are joys too soon ee'r com,
Smiles that light tho pensive bosom.
Smiles that beam too bright to last.
Transient as the summer flower,
Fleeting as the twilight's ray,
Joy shines out its little hour,
Then forever fades away.
Cars may shroud tho soul in sadness.
Yet, despite tho present pain,
Do wo not in future gl wines,
Oft decuived, still hope again!
Memory, in tho darkest hour,
Loves lo trace each by-gono scene
Thus, if joy's o fleeting flower.
Hope is still an evergreen.
Counterfeit 520 bills (red
back) on the Bank of Hamburg S C.,
aro ii circulation, uew'".;
the Bank here yesterday. It ".ll e
ceivo nine persons out o ten. . lto
Railroad arch oa the nt', "
bold-on the genuine not so. lho
counterfeit is not so bright m appear.
H,,ce as the genuine, but its whole is
3-very. The plates and lettering
on the genuine bill can be seen and
read on the back, while they do not
g,ow through on the counterfeit un
(.. vou hold it up to the light. Ti e
signatures are almost perfect. It is a
very dangerous fraud to the careless.
iluntsville (Ala) Advocate.
own
.l.., firmed UP U'CJ'W" Y1
i- 3 iii.r Kough winds ana ruae
t. were hut a part o "the prograrr mi
V r. mude out at the commence-
taken, for it has proved to me that tho I nlf .' t,.ro were no harsh words of
oojeci coma ue in ucu " ' V, I yoU ,;kc(1 ten or fifteen milef on your
formance; but when the asked bun be you i"
' heart of my child is in tho right place,
In course of time Joseph i "--
n.hiikr.or ronroachiui uporamines ior
squandered money which "my father
gave mo on my wedding day," for
The publication of the Tulaski
(Tenn.) Citizen has been suspended
until the Editor can rustle up enouga
patronage to make it payl
A regular diet cures more peopl
than physic. J
Never trouble other peop r mUi
you can do yourself ,
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