Mt. Vernon Republican (Mount Vernon, Ohio : 1854), 1860-03-24

              7CT ' VOL. VI. MOUNT VERNON, OHIO,' SATURDAY MORNING, MARCH 24, I860. NO. 20. r if. V... I v I " ( .1' ... The Legend of the Monk. Under the lofty cloisters . ,,, Of the Abbey of St. Johnj ; , For fifty golden summer! paced The good monk Avaron. i. Ills gannont win a habit brown, A glrdlo at hia vost, i ' Bit beard was like a morning cloud And atreamed upon his breast. Dawn and aunsot saw him pace The sanctified retreat, Until the marble paveuientbor The printing of his feet. And the swallow) from tho eave above . With the robins tame and calm, - . Downward flow to oat the broad lie Ouorod on his palm. And when the winter Mattered The garden plats with rimo, His rose troe burned with rosos And cheered the frosty timo. He loved the looks of children, And the odors of tho flowers, And the songs of twit'ring swallows From the roofs in the shining hours. Oft in meditative mood Atset of sun be stood, Looking at the cloistered square The graves of tho brotherhood. Till thro' the closing windows, The, casement flashed on high, And tho carvon gargoyles seemed to laugh, Down at bim from the sky. 'i Then upon holy Christmas, , ' At midnight's dying knoll, An angel camo into the gate And asked them "or his soul. And folded In the I.,bit brown, - With heal and cinotare bound, A.hijart of ruby graven o'or, The holy brothers found. (-. Grayed with tho name of Mary , -Whether the Queen above, Or hiddon testament which boro Tho name of an earthly love, Tho pious brothers know not, And thoy buried Avaron Undor, tho marble oloistors Of , the Abbey of St. John. -" Floron," in an Irish paper. Evening. Low-flowing breeies aro roaming the broad valley dinim'd in the gloaming, Through tho black-stemm'd pinos only tho far rivor shines , Crooping through blossomy rushes and bowers of t roso-bloning bushes, i . Down by the poplars tall rivulets babble and fall . Barketh the shepherd-deg eheerly; the grasshopper , carrolleth clearly j . , Deeply tho turtle coos ; shrilly tho owlet hulloos Winds creep; dews fall chilly! iu her first sloop earth .breathes stilly ; ( Over the pools in the burn, watorgnats murmur and mourn. Sadly the fair kine loweth ; the glimmering water ,, out-floweth i Twin peaks shadowed with pino slope to the dark hyaline, tow-throned Ilespcr is stayed between the two . peaks; but tho Naiad7 Throbbing in mild unrost, holds him bonoalh In hor brcut. The anoieut pootcM singoth that Ilesporus all things ; briugeth, Soothing the woaricii mini. Bring mo my lovo, Rosalind,!Thou coihest morning and even ; she Cometh not or even. False-eyed Ilesper, unkind, where is my swoet Rosa" liud ? Alfnd Tennyson. Devils. There ro many devifs who walk the world, Devils great and devils small. Devils with tails and dovils without, Devils who whisper, devils who shout, Dovils who mistify, devils who teach',' Devils who pray and dovils who preach ; But the lying devil who tnkos his perch, On the highest seat in the highest church,' And makes tho religion the means and ends For concealing his guilt and betraying hU friend' Andalfcots a dovorton hia Soul abhors,' His morality squaring by statute laws,' Is tho shabbiest dovil of all. DUDLEY JOSELYN'S ritOTEGE. by sunt w. jAiivms.' ; "I tell you, Gorhaui, I cm tired of this lire 1 To nio it is aimless, objectless. Alone with neither friend's nor kin, not a drop of my blood flowing in any being's veins, only sur.' . rouiided by a set of parasites, with every cup of pleasure drained to the dregs, at. twenty-, nine old as most men at forty, the plaything , of fate, buffeted by dreams or happiness I can . never hope to atta'n, I am Wholly miserable and weary of life t " And Dudley Joselyn . leaned back in his chair with moody brow, , set down his glass of cbampaljjni'untasted, and rested bis head upon his' thin white hands. " But, my dear fellow," replied Gorham Rossiter the only pan among the host of "good fellows" besetting Joselyn's path who stood really in the, light of iriond, and in whose room, at the St. Charles Ilolel, they , sat over a bottle of old wine--"my 'dear fellow, y9u are blue 'to-night, to morrow you ' will fuel differently. 'With the revenue of a millionaire, the finest cotton plantation up the river, a house in town and hundreds ofJ bottles of old.Renish in your cellar; with an . education perfected to the best universities of , the Old World, and half the bright eyes of . the Crescent City belles smiling upon yon you ought to consider? yourself one ol the luckiest mortals living." "Bah 1 " was the only and rather contemn-, tuons exclamation In reply. ""By Jove 1" . ejaculated Rossiter, "I'd risk my chances for happiness, with a patrimony j like yours. ' Come, now, off with these bluet that have got hold of you, and drink a' (oast Srfth me. Here it is, 'wine, wit and ladles4 my ideal of happiness i'K ,., ,.-: - . .. . A scornful finite wreathed Joselyn's lips-And he pushed his. gloss md "No Rossi tor, I'll drink no such sentiment to-night, although to-morrow, as you nay, I may be in the mood. Wit what is it? a mero quibble upon words, to idle away an hour; wine maddens men, and makes wiso lips babble foolishly, and women mako dupes and fooU of them I " ; , "You are sarcastio to-night, that's a fact, Dudley," said his friend. ''But since you refuse to drink to tho sex in the plural, lot's try thosiugular. . Hero's, to tho fairest of the fair, Eugenie Dolaruo, the boll ol New Orleans, who evorybndy knows looks on you with favor." Still Joselyn's glass remained full, "My friend,'; he said earnestly, "all this does not touch my heart. For thp love of such as Eugenie Delarue, I do not care a sou-Not that I am insensible to beauty I worship it as a monk docs his patron saint but under the fairest exterior I never yet met one tiue woman. They are all aliko, living only for self and flattery, and marrying for wealth and station; for anything and everything extraneous to genuine affection. -I Jiayo had dreams of such love as would satisfy my heart a warm, fresh, pure love, untainted by the world's hollowness and (or that I would sell my birthright ! " And his hazel eyes glowed soft and tender. 'A bit of an epicure, it seems, Dudley-valuing only the 'firstlings' of the female heart?" said Rossiter, smiling. "Why don't you adopt some little fairy, with neither kith nor kin to molest hor, educate her after these fancies of yours, and then take her? I've heard of such cases." " I wish to heaven I , might 1 " replied Joselyn, earnestly, "for I toll you tho truthi Gorham, some such romtntic idea has already crossed my mind. Yet such a being, after that golden line of Allan Ramsay's, 'Wild, witching, winsome, beautiful and young,' is rather hard to bo found; therefore I despair-But the night is gotting Ia'to." he said, drawing forth hisjowelled repeater, "and you will nr no'n, Kiiox oouuty, Ohio, rru-tilldtun- fite XT'"r" N, of On Satimt(i,j, March Slsr, 18GO. . he t wen n thnlmurnitf I if (iVI-m-Ic. A. XI. ami i nV 1 M. of Mid J,iyt tlio fulloiviii ijosuribed re it ute, to-wit : Lt tiumbcred oe liundrci hdJ cmlitv-! IH7 ) iu tho town of Muiiiit Vurnori. Kiiux CVil (,41100 liiKen and to be sola as mo property ot no named defendant to satiety n ju"lj?irit-nt in fav , . . PWcr- i l'linntiir. 1 U.N UtUW OUK, Slier v!it wall arid wreSff tfionte'Sorae beauial, demure little saint, 'made to order' for the future Mrs.,Joselyn I " Dudley joselyn left tho St. Charles in a moody state of mind. His thoughts had been honestly expressed that evening to his companion. Early left an orphan, with a no-blo patrimony at his disposal, he had learned full woll tho lesson of that wealth and its gratifications do not always bring happiness. A votary of pleasure, yet to her ho had never sacrificed his honor: a man of tho world, he had kept the inormost of his heart undo-filed; but, ah! it was an empty place, and ''unsatisfied" was written over its portals. An admirer of female beauty, ho had engaged in many flii tations, it is truo, but le grande, passion had never visited him. And now he bad begun to long for some Mecca which his errant heart might visit and tlnd peace; some gentle, clinging nature to depend upon him entirely. Such, or ncught must be the devotion which could satisfy his some what , exacting heart. And walking that night very slowly homeward from his inter view with his friend, with tho soft scented winds lifting the dark hair from his forehead and the bright starlight of the southern night falling around, there hung before his mental vision a picture of a sweet young face, Iramcd in its wealth ol floating bair, and lit by earn est, dreamy, tender eyes, and ho murmured, "So must sho look, tho owner of tho heart I crave, loving, beautiful and young." "A penny, good sir, please, for tho lovo of the blessed Mary Mother!" Joselyn stouped suddenly -at the angle of the street lie was turning, recalled his tho'ts from tho tvilJ; sweet visions ho was weaving' and gazed down into the faco of tho speaker. Mechanically his hand found its way to his podket, for to him money was but a drug, and he nover turned from the plea of a mondicant much less could he now, when a child sod before him pleading in aso'ft, timid voice lor cnaruy. And this was no common beggar; ho saw that as she glided forth from the shadow of a building into the clear, tropic starlight the girl with the silvery voice; and a face which was sweeter far than the dreamy one be hod been conjuring, lit by eyes such as Be had never scon save looking down upon him from picture galleries in tho Old World. It was hot so much' the attitude of that slight n'irfish form though that, so full of unstudiod grace fascinated bfs artistic eye not so much the rare beaut1 61 that meek, pensive face, over shadowed by a maas of ripply, midnight hair not so much the exquisite chiseling of fea ture, the soff curve of the chin, or tho short, dainty upper lip not so much these as the subdued, merj'rnfui yet tenderly appealing gaze of the eyes bent upon him eyes large, dreamy, oval, soulful and sad, likV those that had looked down rom portraits in the Louvre or Vatican, that enthralled Dudley JoselyO heart. , . n' - She was a child of perchance ten suminors, the very personification o indigene, standing there with the folds of an old, tattered shawl gathered at the' throat, with a little, dainty hand, yet more' than a queen's child la her dower of btautyV . . "My poor,.pooremldl" said Joselyn, softly. In another moment a handful of gold, bright and glittering, was. in her outstretched band. ; Astonished at this libera lit, and'ilill note ' . . -i .T -, ....-"' at the kind words accompanying tho gilt, tho little girl gazed mutely on bis faco, then at the gold, and burst into tears. . .. t , , Joselyn .took hor by the hand and drew her closer to him. Pere was a gtudy this little beggar girl weeping, when most of hor class would have only scampered off to mako sure of their troasure. Looking doirn into hor face, he waited until hor sobs had diod away, and then asked, kindly: "My little one, who are. you?"- . ,. 'Corinne, the lamborine girl!" said she, in a musical voice, , , . , . "And who sont you into the streets at such an hour to bog?" ,,. "0, nobody, nobody did! indeod, mama did not, signor! But sho has been sick so long, and I f tay by her in the long day, so got no time to go out and play on my tamborine to earn money, and 1 stole out to-night while she slupt, -But peoplo don't give much only a penny now and then and to-night I daren't ask any ono till you came J But you are good! Sq much! it is a great deal it will buy mama food ind wine, and get her woll again. 0, good signor, the blessed Virgin will pay you more back, again. I will tell hor in my prayers to-night. I must go now, mama may waken. I have money to got a doctor now! Are you a doctor?" she askod, looking up into bis face with charming trust. "No, my poor child, I am not, but perhaps I can dp somothing for your sick, .mother. Lead the way, and show me whero you live. What is your motbor's name?" he asked, as she cagoi ly c'.as.pcd his hand, and kept rapid pace at his side. ..... , . . ''Bertha Ritelli, though everybody calls her Old Bertha here, because wo aw poor I sup-pose,"'replied the girl sadly. "It was so different there, in our own Italy beyond tho water. Everybody loved us there; and papa was living with us, and called me his little Corinne, cam miol" And she spoke the few dulcet words of her mother tongue with pure accent. "But now p..pa is dead, and I am nobody's .-.. mio now!" "My poor child!" And this time the words were spoken in a husky voice, as Joselyn's and-clasp tightened over that ho held. 'And did your father die here, or in your wn country?" "0, it was there! We had to floe our dear aly . There was a revolution I believe thoy tilled it, and the king would have put pnpa prison, if he had not fled and got on board tlho ship in tho night. And dear papa was ken sick on the passage and died, and was buried in tlib sea. , And then maun cried all the timo, and when we got to th id strange land she had no money, and then I took my little tambprino, and went out to play in tho streets. And so:we went from city to city, and sometimes I got monsy enough to. buy food, but often wo wero cold and hungry; and now I think mama will die, .unless unless you could bring the doctor to get her woll!'' And pausing, tho girl gazed, with a blended, look of fear and hope, into hor kind friend's face. j -, .' , ,.. And, with tears gathering thicker in bis eyes, and no thought of fiiimi, or unsatisfied longing's in his mind now, he clasped the lit-tlo hand tighter, and followed tho.tamborino gill through the city streets, among close alleys and dirty, courts, till she led him up many flights of winding, decayed stairs, to the chamber whero lay , tho poor, wasted worn, consumptive Italian woman, hor mother. But kindly aid, genorous food and warm-ins wlne cam0 t? 'atu to s.tay the broath that was fluttering feebly from the gcntlo, dark-oyod Italian lady's lips; in this strange country, away, from her nativo grovos and skies, tho exile's wifo looked upon hor daughter, and, placing her hand upon him who stood besida her couch, smiled faintly, kissed the crucifix, and then her spirit wont up to that bettor land, to join that of him who slept under tho blue waves of the Atlantic to a fairer and better country than hor own sunny southland ovon heaven. , , . , . It were needless to recount all the wild sorrow of the orphan girl's heart the fobs and paesionate cries when sho know her mother was indeed dead. But childhood is cvor buoyant, and when sho woke from tho . sleep into which she bad wept horself, tho evening after the funeral, in her kind protector's anus, sho naturally turned to him as henceforth her only friend. And when, tbreo week's la-tor, Dudley Joselyn bent down and kissed the cheek of the beautiful child, who clung to him at parting in tho parlor of the St. Ma' ry '8 Convent, and said: "Little Corrinno, I am going far away, I may not be homo again for years,' but I have brought you here that you may study and learn many things during my absence; strive to be earnest, studious and dutiful, for thus will you pleaso me; and from timo to timo.'aftor you have learned to write, you can send ma letters telling me of your Improvement." When he said this, and went forth on his journey beyond the seas, he felt'that.henceforth he had some pne to watch over and live for an object in life. , t And the girl, with, visions or a new exist- enco dawning upon her, went eagerly tq her books; and the man went forth to become, a wanderer, until the new, sudden dream of his heart should be perfected, arid a gentle, winning, tender voice should call him home. The rears of travel were over six years, that bad glided almost Imperceptibly to Dad ley Joselyn anil his friend, in the Old World. The pilgrimac, commenced chiefly to dissi pate ttmux and pour patttr le femji, had nn-conscipnsly grown into a tour of observation, it) which every sense of beauty, evtrx inci dent of interest, had been treasured up to be told over again to tha child of his adoption when he should return to his native land. On every toil of Europe had they set foot- Tie had trodden the ghon turf o"f "Merri t. , . i - .. England," and the mountains, and glong of Scotia; had looked upon the. midnight suns, glittering snows and mighty pine forests of Scandinavia, and listened to stirring legends Qf old Vikings and Norsemen; smoked Dutch pipes in der Nederlands. bivouacked with the German students, quaffed their flasks of "golden R nloschinor and sparkling Moselle," and fought their duels In the good old cities of Berlin and Munich; shut themselves, like monks, alone with thoir books, in old,, ruins in the castellated Rhine; and then emerged into tho gay Parisian world, to look upon its fetes and pageantries; then crossed the Alps, to linger awhile in boautiful but diseased Italy, so lovely in hor decay; wandored, Tike palmers of old, out of Grecian glories through the Holy Land; and at last, on thoir homeward way, were .tarrying at Florence, the city of art and nong. ;', s And many times, during those six years, had the thoughts of ono of these wanderers revertod to the child of ibis adoption, who must be growing into a tall girl now. Indeed the years of early womanhood were upon her, and ho found himself wondering if her promises of early beauty wero fulfilled. . Letters had come to him, at statod intervals, at first witten in the almost illegible hand of a child, then gradually changing to a graceful delicate chirography; but what pleased him better than the elegance of style and diction, wero the artless expressions of affection and gratitude towards her "dear friond," her kind protector, with whi5h thoy wen always replete. And yet, though he had latterly grown to aoticipcto eagerly tho arrival of the letters which had become so necessary to his happiness, with a strange perversity, he made no move whatever to return home, so had this idle, roving lifo and his cosmopolitan tastes grown upon him. At length a letter aroused him from his. dreamings there in Florence. . "On the 15th of next month," so wrote Co- rinno, "I shall graduato(land go out from my pleasant six years' home at St. Mary's. I havo no-Ver forgo tton your parting words, my dear guardian and bnst friend 'Be earnest, dutiful and studious, for thus you Will please me.' On the contrary, they have been al' ways with me." You hav"e given me the price-ess treasure of an education. The beggar-girl you took from the streots is to-day the peer of the rich and beautiful ladies in knowl edge and accomplishments. To repay you this will lie the study of my life. Madam Hermann has in store for me the situation of a teacher whenever I am ready to accept, which I would liko to do as soon as I receive your approval to thiR step, And I hope thjs will reach you soon, for I am, :0,8o. impatient to prove to you that I am no, ungrateful recipient of your bounty ; impatient to com-men;e the delightful task of repaying you. Write me very soon, my. dear guardian, and with tidings of your continued health and happiness irf your jourpeyings, please let me receive the desired permission to enter on my tlutic3. I do not know, indeed, but that you would be quite willing already, but my heart told mo I had better write and ask you what disposal you would make of the time and education of Your Grateful ; ; . ..... t CORINNE. And, reading this, Dudley Joselyn aroused himself from his dreamings in that good old Florentine city, and smiling quiotly as he refolded tho lottcr, said : , "A toacher, indood I Wo shall see about that, my little Corinne 1 It is time, indeed, I were at homo !" And two days later he stood upon (he deck, of a homeward bound steamer, coursing her way through the Mediterranean. - ' , "Is ityau, Corinne, my little one?" And a. tall, dark, foreign-looking man .stood in the parlor of St. Mary's Convent, where he stood-six yoars before, holding in both his the hands af a tall, beautiful girl, and looking down into her dreamy, dark eyes so earnestly, that &ho dropped their fringed lids, and a wave of rich crimson broke deliciously over hor soft cheeks., " it indeed tho little girl I left hero six years ago?" And his hazel eyes grow softer, as they, wandored over the marvelous beauty ot ber faco. c "Corinne, -your letters breathed everything but this; that your mental acquircmenss had added added loveliness to your mind and heart but how could I expect you .to tell me that you had grown very, very boautiful in form and coaQ-tcnance ?" And involuntarily his thin white, hand stroked caressingly .the - wealth Of curls thatvoiled the blushing face bent down to bis shoulder. ; '.. . . ,: Corinne could not speak. A new, wild de. light was thrilling her being. .The hero of her worship, ho whom hor heart bad en-, shrined as worthiest and best, he of whom she had dreamed, to win whose approbation she had toiled and striven to hoard mental wealth, hor guardian and benefactor stood before her, uttoring words which sounded like inspiring mnsice. But thiswas only (or an instant. With all a woman's intuitive delicacy, she saw her dangor the danger of loving him too well and she raised her bead and strove to release hor hands. Joselyn observed the movement, hut je could not comprehend her thoughts, lie mistook them. He said sadly, half releas ing h,or hands tho while : . "And m yon would go away and leave ma, Corinnai?ii" . , . "I woojd make, an effort to repay yoscboun-ty. It is a'lacrativt situation madam has of fered me," she, replied. ,"0, believe the, I am all gratitude, and. it, is, th,at alona wnicn prompt this step," she added, Mrpestly. t .. , "Oratitude ?" and (or a moment an expres sion, half scorn, half sadness, curled his' lip. Do you know, child, that this baa been to m only a phawrt, and iha thought of pay ment never occurred to mo ? You pain me. Yet go go, if you wish it I" And he put her away from him with a grieved air ; for gradually Dudley Joselyn Was coming to think that' after all the dream of his weaving might stand on no foundation. "0, do not frown on me, my best friend. Dear guardian, only toll me what I shall do to pleas you. It is all I wish!" And Corinne clasped his hands, and, in hor childlike desire for his happiness'forgot her woman's foars for her own. - ' ' "Then you do T'n'i l please your guardian, aftor -.'I ? You do care for him a little ?" he said, reading her face, and fartially drawing her towards hira, "Corinne, the old house there in New Orleans is lonely it will be lonely enough for rr.o when I return to it, without your bright faco. Will.you give up tho thought of teaching, and go to live with mo thero ?" And he scanned her vory close- ly. . In an instant Corinne had darted from the clasp of his arms. To go there, to become simply his, friend, his companion, or, at best, to fill a daughter's place, and by-and-by to see some other woman come there to be bis wile, (for how could sli6 read the weavings of his heart ?) with all hor desire for his happiness, could she do this ? No I she could not. f , , ... ,' Putting hor hands over a face pale as marble, sho sank down humbly at his side and said, almost in a whisper, yet still in clear accents : "Anything but that 1 Ask mo not ! I know I owe you all life, education, the bread that kept me from starvation even, everything ! and I will work day and night to repay you ; but I cannot go to your home only to fill a place there for a little time, and then,by-and-by, to be forgotten !" All flashed over Joselyn's mind for the poor girl in hor excitement had not counted hor words. But it was a happy revelation; it sent the rich blood surging from his heart to his face. . "Forgotten !'! And he caught hor in his arms. "Forgotten I" 0, Corinne, you do not know who, fpr six long yoars, has carried your face m his heart through all his wanderings 1 Corinne, listen ! I will ask you once again, and perhaps you will not refuse to accompany me to my home as companion, teacher, beloved and wife." What need to record the answer heard in the parlor of St. Mary's Convent ? Whoever visits an elegant homo in the southern city of New Orleans, whore Corinne presides with winning grace and dignity, may also bear there from his host's lips, as I heard, this tale of "Dudley Joselyn's Protege." 1 . ' The Horrors of tho Slave TrnCe. A correspondent of the N. Y. Times,, .dating at St. Paul de Leandj, January 25th, says: "Improvement in other things has not compelled any change in the slaver or his vessel' The lot of the negro is rather worse, if anything, aboard of the modern slave ship, than was formerly the case before the trade was made piracy. The cargo is now taken aboard, in two or three hours, not leisurely, as under the old regime; no., regard, of course. Is had for their comfort under such circumstances. The water is got aboard as hurriedly as the cargo, and of course, in insufficient quantities. Ifence the fearful suffering and death from thirst alone, so common on slave ships. . The slave deck' is laid aii of old, and on a vessel of say three hundred tons burthen there will be a thousand human beings stowed away. Those slavers who save two-thirds of their cargo do well. Often one-half of a cargo is hove overboard before reaching tie destined market." He gives, in proof, the following illustration!(. "A short time since Her Majesty's ship Vi-por captured the brig Tavonierof New York, America, having a carg of near six hundred negroes aboard. When first seen, she was flying American colois. Capture being inevitable, she threw hor papers ovorboard and hauled down her flag. The scene between decks was shocking. Stowed in a sitting posture, with, their knees, drawn up close to their breasts, -weretovsr-.ilve'hilndred human beings whose skins were" black, mostly children and young persons', and some women. So, close were they packed that they 'Could not move, and could hardly breathe, In this suflpcatlng condition they were struggling for life. (..The strong, were killing the weak to make room for themselves, and that a little more of Gad's air. might be had. Disease was among thorn in many other, forms, And especially ophthalmia,. Sea sick, home sick, starving, crying for air and . water, these poor wretches crowded this floating charnel-house. But the slavers were raorciful, for tbey. helped the slave to, die. When on .was sick nigh unto death they kindly .assisted him or her overboard, before the soul had left th body. The quality of their morcy. was not strained either, for they sometimes would substitute anothor death for drowuing-r-th. negro was knocked on the head with an axe. Disease, breaking out, it was supposed to be contagious, aod the sufferers were made away with without any scruples of that troublesome thing called conscience." Amkrioah DiriNiTioNs. Progress of time a pedlar going through the land with wooden clocks. Friend on who takes your money and thou turns you out of doori. Honesty obsolete; a term formerly osed in thai case of a man who Daid for bis newspa- persnd th coat on hia ,back. Credit a wise provision by which constables get a living. 4 Jnvolence to Uke a dollar out of on pocket. and put it inlq th other. RigiJ Joa-tic juror in a murder caac, fast asleep. - Little or Nothings. Just So." Ma, if you will give m an apple, I will be good." No, my child, you must not be good for pay, you ought to be good for notlmig. , A Good Marmagis Cmtimcatic. A woman in a court of law, being asked by the Jus-tifc if she was in possession of a marriage certificate, answered, "Yes, your honor, throe on 'em two gals and a boy." ,- ()'.'. RATitEn LAUunAni.E. In the year 1E82 during the reign of Edward the Sixth, of England, books of astronomy and geometry were destroyed, under '.he belief that they wero infected with magic ' Tub Rbasoh WnT. A t New England writer observes that it is wiser to part per sons of color than whites. Wt cannot see why this should bo, if not from the fact that the former always keep dark. ,. Descended from the Fisn. When can it be said that a man is of decided fishy scent ? We do not know, unless it is when his father is a good soul (sole.) and his mother only a little common pliice (plaice.) " " Tub Lono and tub Short. A tall girl named Short, long loved a certain big Mr-Little ; while Little, little thinking of Short, loved a little lass named Long. To mako a long story short, Little proposed to Long, and Short longed to be even with Little's shortcomings. So Short, meeting Long, threatened to marry Little before long, which caused Lit-tlo, in a short time, to marry Long. Not so dad fob Those who Understand. A young lady who had not left off her hoops, and plays a powerful game of whist please her papa, told him recently, that she wished he would buy her the Messrs. Gali's trump card. " What is that ? " asked tho un suspecting parent. " Why, their tray of diamond ylo bo sure," was the reply. FicKiiro Locks. The old saying, " Loie laughs !.': locksmiths," is no more to be accepted it seems, the contrary of its implica. tion having been lately established by the famous Ilobbs, who, after picking one of Ban- quo's " gory locks," succeeded in the more wonderful achievement of operating successfully upon a wed-lock. A Grim Epitato:. Beneath these stones Itopnso the bones Of Theodnsius Grim, Who took his beer, From year to yeaas, Until his bier took him. A great many letter -OTi'ers are dwelling upon the fact that Senator Seward did not, after his late speech, indulge in a running debate with Davis and Douglas, and seem to think that he cannot trust himsolf to take the floor without elaborate preparation. The truth is, he was conscious that his speech was a fact which required no explanation. It was complete inttsclf, and he was indifferent to the assaults made upon it. The babble of Douglas upon tbat occasion was poor stuff, as the whole country knows, and Mr. Davis did not do any damage. Trumbull's answer to Douglas was ample. No can did man can read the speech of Douglas, sand. witched as it is, without admitting that the Little Giant has seldom if aver before managed to get himself into a condition so unprofitable. He generally, appears well in a running fight, but this time he dropped in the Wrong place. It is a mistake to suppose that Mr. Soward is not a forcible off-band speaker In our judgement be never appears to such advantage as in some of his short speeches' mado in the heat of dobate. The tempera ture of a controversy does not appear to affect him, however. His tone is invariably dispis-sionate and his propositions philosophic, while his words, reported for the Globe from his lips are rounded into periods wanting little of the rhetorical nnisti wmcn appears in bis elaborate essays. Cin:innati Commercial. In the villng') of Co lies in France, situated upon the banks of the Loire, is a small inn entirely isolated from any other habitation, and a good quarter of a mile from town. The proprietor of the inn, and of the field which extends before it, after having made useless attempts to prevent the laying of a railway near the house, offered at'last to undertake himself at his own expense the necessary work of digging up the earth and making the embankments upon his ground. The reason for his persistent efforts, although not at first undejstood, were, however, soon brought to lightNo sooner was-the-spade put to the earth, than the workmen "discovered first one dead body, then a second, a third, and finally one at the foot of every tree growing in the field. This startling discovery that revealed all at once s) many crimes, raised the publio voice, and provoked an Investigation ; the in keeper, upon whom rested old suspicions and o'd stories of travelers having suddenly dlsap. pearod, feignod great indignation, and at once denounced his accusers.' But his- daughter who had hung herself a lew,' Di6n(bs- before without any apparentcau89;-tbj strange ra pidity of bis fortune ji lhe many effort made tn' nrevent th construction- of- th railroad1 through the fatal field ( $ conditio 6 'the bodies discovered, soma evidently quite in cently buried, and -tearing upon them proof of the crime committed, all these- circum stances combined to lead to th immediate t rest of tho inkeeper and his family. ' It ap pears that for more than thirty years th more eomwon sort of travel-, and specially pedlers, wore in th habit ol stopping at this inn; attracted to it by th eheapnesJ of th price ; and they bad then, it would eem. been assassinated in the night and despoiled 0 their slock or money. . ' It is truly an atrocious discovery, snd on hu-.h hu oxcited th creaUat borver eind ear throughout th Migbbornood.-L'&o 'i Cukap T.lTffHiTtinrc Thn Inltnvfnff dote, told br Hood, is worthy of perusal, espe cially by the proprietors of "sensation" p pers circulating by- the. onoi, two, or three hundred thousand .weekly : J was applied to. " myself (says the humorist) to contribute to a new journal, not exactly gratuitously, but s very small advance upon nothing, and avow edly becauso the work had Ven planned according to that estimate. HoWvor, I accept--' ed the terms conditionally; that is to say, ' provided the principle could be cimci out.' Accordingly, I wrote too my butcher, Ukes : and other tradosrnori, informing- them that i was necessary, for the SaEs 01 cheap literature and the intorcsts of the roading public, that thoy should furnish me with their several commodics at a very trifling percentage above cost price. It will be sufficient to quote the answor of the butcher: "Sii.Respectin your i not. "' Cheap literater be blowed.' Butchers ' must live as well as- other pepel. And if so '' be you or the redin publik want to have meat ' at prime cost, you. must buy .your own beast- esses, and kill yourselves. I remanes, &c, JOHN STOKES." A Tkoi-'Anb Crow. Several yearssir.ee, on a warm Sabbath morning, while the Rev. D. B of a well known fishing town in Mas-. sachusetts, was holding foi lb, a tame crowi which had been taught to utter one xpre88ioi only, and that wicked one flew intoMh church, and alighted on the pulpit, saluted the minister with "G d ye" whereupon, the frlghtoned as well as borror slrickcn par son "drew off." and gave "thoigentleman in black " a -winder that twnt him to the floor. Nothing dauntcd-by.i this; howevor, the crow; was soon on his "pegs,'rand looking up at, the reverend gentleman repeating his saluta tion with such an emphasis that he took to his beels, and together with his congregation scampered from the sacred edifice in duubls. quick time. One little old woman whose seat-was in the corner, did not see fit to follow the; example of the shepherd or his flock, butt' . firmly kept her position; upon seeing which the crow advanced to her, and -boppingon tot the seat in front of her, again gave vent to its. favorite expression ; the old woman, not a-little astonished at his impudence, and evi- dently taking him for an evil spirit in the form of a bird, yelled forth at him: (J 4 ( you, too! What you G d me; for? I. don't belong to this church!" and giving him a wipe with ber umbrella, she cleared the--coast leaving the church to silence and the crow. ., -, ( , A Fioitrb-Hbad Prince. The Duke oft Savoy, Victor Emanuel's nephew, who is" talked of for the throne of Tuscany, is only-five years of age. Of course, be is put for-'-ward as a mere figure-head, for the purpose o. , enabling the annexation t be more easily se.4, complished. The . rope's suierainty in i tW Romagna is a-similar make-believe, for tterej temporary purpo3T. In the present condition of the Italian States, five-year old babes pre" out of tho question, and suzerainty as-a.jwr-. manent institution is soveral centuries ca'ff thf date in civilized communities. The unity of' Jtalyjs ss clearly indicated as any event in the future can be. N. T. Post. CDrious Doo Fight. At EliraUibtojm,.' N. J., recently, a noKe jet black mastiff? with, it may be, a cross of the St. Bernard--blood in his veins weighing 116 pounds-was furiously attacked by a large and savage, bull terrier, who fastened upon his throat, and ' defied all attempts to shake him off. Finding ' ' he could not get rid Ol his antagonist, the mastiff deliberately lif'.id him from the ground and corne'd' liim-a number of yards to an ad;' . joining "fridge, from which be plunged into the water, to the groat discomfiture of the terrier, who immediately let go his hold to pad' die to the shore as soon as possible. Now came the mastiff's turn, however, and overtaking his antagonist, he seized him by the head, and hold it under water, and would inevitably lave drowned the dog but for the in- terforenco of his master, who oallod him off If this whole'procoefiing was not the result o ' reason, what was it ? -m " SLosniN AnouT, Ob How 8altohstali,i, Fit." At a certain "court time," in Pike oounty, Ala., there was a trial for a genera row, and a witness testified that one Saltoa stall jest kept sloshin' about As this reraffk regarding tho conduct of th chivalrous Sal ton 0 tall was frequently repeated, said th lawyer foh"tbe defence:" "Come, witness, say , over igain whit it was that Mr. Saltonstall I bad to do with this affair." "Saltonstall?, Why, I've told you several times J the rest on, 'em clinched and paired off, but Saltqnstall,f, he jest kept 'afosbin about.',' .'. "Ah, my gotd fellow," ft'-'aimed Nat, quite testily, "we ; want to know what tbat is. It isn't xactlj , legal eidonce in th ship yon put it Tel j us what you mean ty sloshin' about''- Well," answered tb witness, wry deliber-v atcly, "I'll try. . Yon see, George Brewer a6dt . Sykes, they clinched' and fought That's inj legal form ain't it 7" "Oh, yes," 'said NaU-' ' go on.1 "Aboey and Blackroan then pitch d ipto on another, and Blackman bit off st' ptec of Abney's lip-chat's legal too, aia'k. it,?' "Proceed I" "Simpson and Billtorles; arid Murray was all together on th ground, ( a bltio' and kickiV-oo toother that's lffil too, is it Tf? Very'! but go on." "And 81,? tonstall mad it his bus'aesa to walk back ward and forward through lb crowd, with s big stick in bis hand, and knock down tTery, toon man in the crowd is .fast as he corny t em,. That's what loaH sloshin' about,- (f 8twjctiks Kak off th Winter eor- ering, last f th month and top-dreks with' fine, rotted maner,. booing it in. ' -., 'Swkbt -Potatok Plant in hot beds or in the bouse, middl of th month.