Mt. Vernon Republican (Mount Vernon, Ohio : 1854), 1855-07-17

              fctt-t '- ' - - n mil h in. Id imIiimnMmM'"iri -T "1 r-. , .-:" iftSttllU.i . . 1 - " - ,1, - r J V. If- OFFICE South-west end ) Kremlin Block, 2d Floor. J "IF A FREE THOUGHT SEEK EXPRESSION, SPEAK IT BOLDLY SPEAK IT ALL " j TERMS 12 CO per Annum, ,if paid la Advance. , w -151 VOL. 1. MOUNT VERNON, OHIO, TUESDAY MORNING, JULY 17, 1855. no; 35: "' "" """' ' - ' - -T-- a.,, n"iMMi,t , i''.',"M j'"" 'Z'IZIZjIVTlT' " " ' r- - '- " ,-. , it if " A Is mm. i 1 ' i THE MOUNT VERM REPUBLICAN II fOBLllBID JBVERY TUESDAY MORNING, IT TBI "Republican Printing Company," Incorporated under thi General Law. TERMS. Id Advance $2,00; within six months, $2,25; after the expiration of six month, 3,50: after the end of the year, (3 00. Subscribers in town, receiving their paper's by carrier, will be charged 12 cent additional.Olubi often, $1,75 to be paid Invariably In dvance. All communications for the paper and business letters should be addressed to TUO P-WITHROW, Secretary of the Republican Printing Co. Selected .Jtotiip. Frpro the London Punch. A lghtingae the Camp. The men before Sebaslopol I a more heroic host There never stood, in hardship and peril, at their post.1 The foremost of those warriors 'twere a famous thing to be I . And there the first among them goes, If thou bast eyes to see. 'Til not the good Lord Raglan, nor yet the great Omar, No, por the fierce Pelissier, through thunderbolts of war. Behold the soldior who in worth excels above the rest ; That English maiden yonder is our bravest and our best. Brave men, so called, are plentiful ; the most of men are brave. So, truly, are he most of dogs, who reck not of a grave : Their valor's not self sacrifice, but simply want of heed ; But courage in a woman's heart, ia bravery indeed j' And there is mercy's Amaion, within whose , little breast Burns the great spirit that dares the fever and the rest. And she has grappled with grim Death, that i , maid so bold and meek : There is the mark of battle fresh upon her pallid cheek. That gallant gentle lady the Camp would fain review j Throughout the Chiefs escort her with such honor as is due! How many a prayer attends on her, how many a blessing greets I How many a glad and grateful eye among that host she meets I Now goes sfcftn look forth uf on the Enemy's Strong-hold. O damsel, when its story shall in after times be told, When not a stone of that thieves' den shall rest upon a stone. No nam shall with its memory live longer than thine own. .. Among the world's great women thou hast made thy glorious niarx ; Men will hereafter mention make of thee with Joan of Arc : And fathers, who relate the Maid of Saragossa' tale, Will tell their little children, too, of FLOuaNtfi NlOUriNOALB. Imjlora Face. , " Op to the silent Heaven the cry aseendeth, Bid war and tumult ceaso 1" Solemnly with midnight winds it bler.deth, ' V On earth let there be peace 1" Too long have yonder holy moonbeams glistened ' O'er fields of strife below : Too long have yonder starry watchers listened To sounds of war and woe. Too long In waiting at Bethesda's portals Th anirit'a troubled wine, To heal earlh'e turbid waters, hopeless mortals Have lingered, wearying. Bid that six thousand year of blooded story Suffice life's mighty book ; Unfold one pitying page of peaceful glory, Where leraph eyes may look I . ' - T. ' .' ' ' One inowy leaf whereon recording Angel, With truth's own ray may write Deeds sympathetic with the great Evangel, All pure and kind and bright. Oh 1 dove of peace, as onee In reeord olden, Brood o'er the surge's breast;! Spread wide thy "silver wings and feathers V golden," . - v, Till all be hushed to rest 1 - ; Oh I prlntless footsteps, once at midnight iteal- v .twill. Walk on the billowy waves of human feeling, 1 .. T.. .... tut af .11 l"l Ana ma tnom-- j 1 From the Louisville Jotrnal. ' The World is Full of Beauty. 1 L There Is beauty in the forest 1 ; -wneTrtnenr green and fair . .There is beauty, in the meadaw I Where wild Sowers scent thmir ; , There is beauty in the sunlight And the soft, blue beam above ; V Oh I the world is full of beauty When the heart ii full of love I There Is beauty in the fountain ' Singing gaily at its play, - While the rainbow hues are glittering On it silvery, shining spray j There is beauty in the streamlet Murmuring softly through the grove ; ' Oh I the world is full of beauty . When the heart is full of love 1 There Is beauty In the moonlight When it falls upon the sea, Wh ile the blue foam-crested billows , Dance and frollic joyously ; -' There's beauty in the lightning gleams That o'ef the dark waves rove Oh I the world is full of beauty Whence heart is full of love 1 There Is beauty In the brightness ' Beaming from a loving eyo ; . In the warm blosh of alfeetion! In the tear of sympathy I In the sweet, low voice whoffe accents In spirit's gladness prove I Oh 1 the world is lull of beauty I VUn the heart ia full of love I ' k Good! Ercmr. John Bunyan, while In Bedford jail, was called upon by ft Qua- er desirous of making; a convert of h m. r Friend John, I hare come to t ee w!th a tneisnge from the Lord, and al r having lesrclied for thee in all the pris nl t , of England, I am glad I have found tlee .out at Jaii - '.a 1 . If the Lord hrfd sent vou.'l retnrrc ' Runvan, you need not have taken so miilh naini to find me out, for the Lord lVM I . r . . .. . i .. - fcave DM,i cere inese iweive years. Select iltisccllcmi). Curious Sermon. The Brandon (Miss.) Register reports the following curious sermon preached at the town of Waterproof, not far from Brandon : ; ,lrt ' ' " " I may say lo you, my breetliriDg, that I am not an educated man, an' I am not 'one of tfiem as believes that education 'is nee'essary fur a Gospel minister, furl bleeve the LgrJ. edecates his preachers jest as be wsrft ,'Ato be edecated, an' although 1 aay'iCihat oughtn't to say it, yet in the State of Indianny, wliar I live, thars no man as gits a bigger congregation nor what i gits. ; " Thar may be some here to-daT, my breethring, as don't know what persuasion I am uv. Well, I may say to you, my Dieethring, that I'm a Hard-shell Baptist, Thar's some folks as don't like the Hard shell Baptists, but I'd wthr.r hav ahard shell as no shell at all. You see me here to-day, my breethrimr, dressed up in fine clothes; you mout thing I was proud ,' but 1 am not proud, my breethring, and although I've been a preacher of the Gospel for twenty years, an although I m capttng ot the Hat boat that lies at your landing, I'm not proud, my breethring. " I'm not a gwine to tell you edzachly whar my next may be found ; suffice to say, it's in the ledsof the Bible, and you'll find it somewhar between the first chapter of the book of Generations and the last chapter of the book of Revolutions, andif you'll go and sarch the .Scriptures . nave sarched the criptures,.yell U rtot on ly find my tex thar, but a greiU many otb er texes as will do you to read, and my tex when you shill find it, you sbill find it to read thus : ' And he played on a Harp of a thousand strings sperits oi just men maae pertecK. " My tex, breethring, leads me to speak ot sperits. jnow tnar s a great many kind of sperits in the world in the fust place thar 8 the sperits as sum lolks call ghosts, and then thar's the sperits uv turpen-ttme, and then thar's the sperits as sum folks call liquor, an' I've got as good an artekel of them kind uv sperits on my flat boat as ever was fotcli down the Mississippi river, but thar s a great many other kind of sper its, for the tex says, " He played on a harp uv a -A-o-u-sand strings, sperits uv just men made perfeck.' " But I'll tell you the kind uv sperits as is ment in the tex, it s fire. That s the kind of sperits as is ment in the tex, my breethring. Now thar's a great many kinds of fire in the world. In the fust place, thar's the common sort of fire you light your segar or pipe with and then thar's ox fire and cam fir, fire before your ready and fire and fall back, and many other kinds of fire, for, the tex s-tys, '.He played on a harp uv a Mowand'strings, sperits uv just men ma le perfeck;' " But I'll tell you the kind of fire as is ment in the tex, my breethring it's hull an that s the kind ot tire as a irreat, many uv you'll come to, ef you don't do better nor what you have rx-en doin' for ' He played on a harp uv a Mousand strings, sperits uv just men made perleck. " Now the diff rent sorts of fire in the world may be likened unto the different persuasions of Uhnstians in the world. In the fust place we have the Piscapalians, an they are a Iul'U sailin and a High la lutin' set, and they may be likened unto a turkey-buzzard that nies up into the air, and be goes up and up and up and up, till he look) no bigger than your finger nail, and the fust thing you know he cums down and down and down and down, and is a fillin himself on the carkiss of a dead boss by the side of the road and ' lie played on a harp uv a Ihou sand strings sperits uv just men made perfeck.' "And then thar's the Methedis, and they may be likened unto the squirrel, run-nin up into a tree, for tie Methedis be-leeves in gwine on from one degree of grace to another, and finally on to perfection, and the squirrel goes up and up and up and up, and he jumps from limb to limb, and branch to branch, and the fust thing you know he falls, and down heeomeskerflumux, and that's like the Methedis, for they is alters fallen from grace-ah ! and ' He played on a harp uv a fAowsand strings, sperits uv just men made perfeck.' "And then, my breethcring, thar'e the Baptist-ahl and they have been likened unto a possum on a simmon tree, and the thunders may roll and the earth may quake but that possum clings there still-ah I and you may shake one foot loose, and the other's thar, and you may shake all feet loose, nj b Iih hie tail around the limb, and he clintrs and he clincs furever, for ' He! played on a harp uv a (Aossand strings, sperits uv just men made perfeck.' " in tm in . A Romance in Rial Lifi. A wedding took place in Bristol, England, a few weeks since, under somewhat romantio circumstances, realizing the old adage that "truth is strange, stranger than fiction." It appears that a sister of Mrs. N., who resiles at Monlpelier, some two or three years since married a merchant, and emigrated to California soon afterwards, with a view of bettering their fortunes, taking with her the likeness of an unmarried sister. The picture happened to be hung in a very conspicuous part of their house in California, and attracted the attention of a rich resident of that district, who happened to pay a visit at the house. He was enraptured with, the imnge of the fair unknown, and exclaimed, " By Jove, I'll marry that girl if she is to bs found in the world." He ws told where she resided, and he posted to her a note enclosing a present of forty pounds sterling, and a few days since knock was heard at the door, and on the young lady going to open it, agood-look-in ir, bronzed-featured gentleman rushed into the house and gave her a chaste salute, eielaimintf, " that he had come from the other end of the world to find her ;" at the same time pulliufr oat the likeness which first led him to seek his attraction. Of coarse they were married, and are to "live long and die happy,'! as usual, tarlmo things to be kept your word and your temper. . , 1 Lore, Qarters and Sausages. About a hundred years ago a young lady of Amsterdam named Wilhelmina Ter-scheling was riding on horse-back through the village of Boxmeer, when her horse became frightened and ran away with her. The young man who accompanied her, and to whom she was betrothed, cried out .that )ie would give a hundred ducats to any bJp that would stop the horse. The young villagers who were playing ball upon the green near by, seeing a woman in danger, threw themselves before the furious animal. One of them was thrown down and wounded ; two others received contusions ; the horse fell, and the beautiful Wilhelmina rolled in the dust. A young man who was passing, threw immediately his cloak over the lady DOtore any one eise nan ume to perceive a finely-turned leg and a pretty garter. Mademoiselle Terscheling, on being carried home, had time to reflect ; and the result1 of her reflections was that there must never be two men in the world who had seen her garter. She sent for her betrothed and said, " Will you kill the man who threw his cloak over me ?" " Who, I 7 What an enormity ?" " I thought you would refuse. Then I shall marry him. When my life was in danger you offered one hundred ducats to save me. This is the price you set upon my hand. Here are twenty-five hundred. You have made a good bargain." She then sent for the stranger. " Monsieur," said she, " I am rich and young, and (she blushed prodigiously while adding one of those hypocritical periphrases by which women speak of their beauty) I am not considered repulsive. I wish to marry immediately. I see that you are surprised. I will be frank with you. I have sent for you because you have seen my garter. You have rendered me a great service, Monsieur. Without you all the young men of Boxmeer would have seen it, and as I could hot have married them all I should have killed myself. But if you are not free, or I am not so happy as to please you, I shall give my hand and my fortune to a man who will kill you. Do you accept t Yes or no ?" " Yes ; a thousand times yes 1 a hundred thousand times yes 1" The marriage took place and was like all other marriages probably ; we have no particulars on the subject. All the young men of Boxmeer were invited to the nuptials and sumptuously feasted. At her death, which took place in the course of time, the following codicil was found to her will : " My farm, situated on the borders of the Meuse, will remain forever, whoever may be the proprietor of it, subject to the following conditions : Every year, under penalty of forfeiture, on the 13th of May, tables shall be prepared, and a tun of 8'ro ig bcr and twenty i-lls of the best sausages in Rotterdam shall be served to the yotfng men of Boxmeer, as a token of grat itude that they have saved my life, and of rejoicing that they did not scjyjiy garter the 18th of May, 1756." ,M Until the present'tiTne, tharris, during a hundred years, the wishes of the testatrix have been punctually executed, cut the present heir, on the 13 h of last May, at tempted lo elude them. Under pretext of conforming to the decimal system, he gave twenty meters of sausages instead of twenty ells, which made a difference of four meters to the detriment of the youth of Boxmeer.Not to lose their fete, they devoured the twenty meters " under protest j" but this year they have .brought a suit against the heir, and demand that the case shall be decided before the 13th of May. The Old Alarm Bell of Freedom ia la-dependence Hall. , The old bell which first proclaimed liberty to the United Colonies from the State House steeple, and which for years past has been an object of attraction in Independence Hall, now occupies a position in the hall immediately in front of the portrait of Lafayette, close by the statue of Washington, on a pedestal designed for the purpose. On one of the faces at the base of the pedestal is engraved the following : " The ringing of this bell first announced to the citizens, who were anxiously waiting the result of the deliberations of Congress, which was at that time held with closed doors, that the Declaration of Independence had been decided upon ; and then it was that the bell proclaimed liberty throughout the land to the inhabitants thereof I" The bell, or rather the material of which it is composed, was sent over from London by Robert Charles, in 1758, and bore the following inscription : "By order of the Assembly of the Province of Pennsyl vania, for the State House In the Uity oi Philadelphia 1752," and underneath, "Proclaim Liberty through all the land, to all the inhabitant thereof." Lev. xxv. 10. The order for the bell, (which weighed two thouiand pounds and cost five hundred dollars,) had been communicated through Isano Norris, Superintendent of the State House. Soon after it had been suspended, the bell cracked under the stroke of the clapper, and was recast in this country, with some change in the composition of the metal, by Pass & Stow, whose name appear on it. In 1777 it was removed from the city and buried in the Delaware River opposite Trenlon, in order to prevent its destruction by the British army, which at that period occupied the city. Cor. Cat. Amtr. . .... Misplaceo , CoNTtoKNCKj Little boys, whf-n they come lata to School, have to bring a written excuse explaining the cause of their tardiness. Some days since an urchin in a city school came extremely late, but wilhont the least fear or anxiety de picted on his countenance. He had a 'souse. On handing It to the teacher, it was opened, and read thus : " Missus Whale the bearer for running away." The model 'sense was accepted, and the little fellow was accordingly admonished in the region of his "sit-doirn-upons." Salon toil. t . , y - The Flight of John White. Posters were distributed over our city tsays the Stockton Argut,) an! advertise ment made last week, that Mr. John White would fly from the top of 'the St. Charles Hotel, on Saturday last, at 4 o clock on the evening, nt the faring of the cannon About 3 o'clock P. M., a crowd commenced Eratherinu on Eldorado Street bridge, near the St. Charles, and at 4 o'clock an im mense concourse of people had assembled, composed of men, women and children. Expectation was on tiptoe, and eyes that counted by the thousand kept a sharp look out tor the top of the hotel, watching anxiously lest tliev should miss seeintr Mr. John White's flight. About a quarter past 3 o clock, a man made bis appearance on the roof of the building, when loud shouts were sent up by the crowd, which could be heard in almost every part of the city. Men who heard the noise cromeno-J ed running lest they should oe too late, and soon the streets nearChe St. Charles were blocked up with citizens. The ap pearance of the gentleman on the top of the bouse from which the flight was to take place, was such as to excite the atten tion of the lookers on. ne was covered with a sheet, which, as it was filled with the wind and waved to and fro, reminded us of the appearance of a Millerite dressed in his ascension robe ready to go up at a moment's warning. Ha walked leisurely backwards and forwards for several minutes, bowing occasionally to the multitude beneath him at different corners of the cupola. At each bow loud shouts were sent up to him, which must have sounded way up there like the dashing of heavy waves against a rocky coast. At every adjustment of his garment, the crowd would surge backwards and forwards, so anxious had they become to get a sight of the man who was to fly like the birds At last be was seen to stoop down, as u to adjust his wings, and after remaining in this position some two or three minutes, which appeared half an hour to the anxious bystanders, he was seen to rise ; again cheers were sent up, expecting that he would ascend the air with rapid flight. But a few moments of suspense ensued, when he was observed to make a surging, swinging motion of his body when the flight t-jok place. But oh I what a flight I nothing but a white goose, which the man on the hotel threw from the housetop, and which flew with rather quick, frightened flaps of the wings, in the nqklst of the crowd. For a minute every one was si'ent; not a word, not a whisper c.ould be heard from that vast crowd. They were evidently taken by surprise I .-The man on the house-top disappeared through the scuttle, dragging his sheety envelope along with him, and the goose which happened to be Ume, safely landed and slowly made bis way through the legs of the witnesses of Ins niht, hissing, and evidently uiapleaseJ wiili its own pei form, nices, and neighbor turned to neighbor, shouting, with broken utterance, "Sold!" "soldi" A feeling of not-know-what-to-do stole over them, and at this crisis some hombre shouted, " Let's put him in the slough !" This was a signal for a general move, and a roan in the bar-room of the St. Charles Hotel was immediately seized upon, and amid the ories of " Duck him I" pushed into the slough several times, until heviras relieved from his persecutors by the Sheriff and some of his friends. But this was a " sell" upon a " sell," for the unfortunate individual ducked was not the man who flew the goose I The man with the ascension robes had quietly disappeared, and he probably was felicitating himself upon his escape at the same lime the crowd was ducking iiis effigy. JSrWe find the following narrated by a correspondent in the last Bellefontaine JCepublican. The incident transpired upon the C. C. & C. R. R. : " While in conversation with the con ductor he related to us an act of kindness which we think should have a wider circu lation : ' As the train was going west on last Saturday night, the engineer dis covered, some distance ahead, a fire, and thinking that something might be wrong, he 'checked up' and waUud forward, when he discovered that the ' warring elements' had thrown a large tree across the track, and that the fire had been kindled by a widow lady who lived hard by, and keot burninor bv her all night, notwithstand ing the rain fell in torrents and the wind blew almost a hurricine. A purse oi eighty dollars was ' maae up- ana presented to her, and a ' free pass' over the road for all time, tine received tuese acknowledgements for 1 services rendered' with gratitude, merely remarking that she had ' done her duty.' May this contnou-tion of the ' widow's mite' entitle her to a 'free pass' to a better world than this." A Shbxwd Repit. Sir Walter Scott says that the alleged origin of the invention of cards produced one of the shrewd est replies he had ever heard given in evidence. It was made by the late Dr. Gregory, at Edinburgh, to a counsel of great eminence at the Scottish bar. The doctor's testimony went to prove the insanity of the party, whose mental capacity was the point at issue. On a cross interrogation he had admitted that the person in question played admirably at whist. " And do you seriously say, doctor," said the learned counsel, " that a person having a superior capacity for a game so difficult, and which requires, in a preeminent degree, memory, judgment, and combination, can be nt the same time deranged in his understanding 7" "I am no card player," laid the doctor, with great address, " but I have read in history that cards were invented for the amusement of an insane king." The consequence of this reply was decisive. Rcisrs. A king or head of the Slate waa god-like in the eyes of men while he was the foremost man of his tribe, and carried the laws, genius and features of his tribe. It was so in this country when Washington, Adams and Jefferson em bodied the ideas of the Americans; but now we put absurd persons into chairs, without character or representative lirce of any kind, and get a figure awful only to office hunters. Jmtrton. ,, . ; . . 2, grilling Indbcut. Cornplanter's Bock. The following, which we find in the Knickerbocker for July, is one of the many incidents which happened to Captain Samuel Brad? : Like Daniel Boone, Lewis Wetzel, Simon Kenton, and others, who made Indian hunting a pastime, Captain Brady's deadly hate of the Indian, and his burning passion for hunting them down, amounted to a monomania. This hatred was in consequence of the wrongs they had inflicted Upon his family bis father, Captain John Brady, and bis brother having fallen victims to the tomahawk and scalping-knife. The scene of the present story is at a place known to boatmen and raftsmen as " Brady s Bend," and where now the noise and bustle of a new manufacturing town called the "Great Western," resounds along the shores, that then only echoed to -the i u ' .1. t .1.- nuuujj Vi jiuo 0Bvu"e, vt vue oeicum ui tut) panther. it is a bend of tBe river nine miles in length, and is sometimes called the " Nine- mile Bend," and is scarcely half a mile across the neck. Here in this bend Corn-planter, returned from some successful inroad upon the whites, had secured several prisoners, by tying them to as many trees, while bis swarthy and htdeously-pamted followers were busy in making preparations for the faggot and torture.- The stake was erected and the faggots prepared with all the coolness and refinement of Indian barbarity. It was a beau tiful evening ; the sun was just sinking behind the lofty hill upon the opposite shore. Calmness bad thrown its oily wand upon the Alleghany's crystal tide, and it slept. The full, round moon, just bursting through the tree-tops behind them, sailed calmly through the distant blue, and cast its mellow beams upon the sleeping river, and danced upon its placid bosom. The melancholy note of thewhip-poor-will from the adjoining thicket, fell sweetly upon the ear. The victims were unbound and led forth to the place of torture. At this moment, a voice, high up among the frowning rocks that loomed from the thick hemlocks that crowned the hill opposite, hailed Cornplanter in the Indian tongue, informing him that " he was an Indian war rior, just returned from the ward-atb. with a goodly number ol prisoners He desired that the ceremonies of the torture might be suspended until he could ford the river and join them, when they would celebrate the occasion with unusual demonstrations of savage rejoicings. To this Cornplanter consented, ibe names that had been kindled were extioguised, and the prisoners again bound to the trees. In the meantime, ttrady, tor ii was be who had deceived the wily Indian, with a body of men moved silently np the river to ajplace known as " Trupy's Ripple," and there fording the river, drew his men up across the neck of the bend, and moved uoiselessly down upon the savages. So cautious was his approach that the Indians were completely cut off from retreat before they became alarmed. Brady's men hemmed them in from behind, while the Alleghany rolled in front. The first intimation to the savages of his approach was communicated by a discharge of his deadly rifles. The Indians fought with desperation, but worejoverpowered J all were killed, or taken prisoners, save the chief, Cornplanter, who, on finding himself alone, plunged into the river, and swam for the opposite shore. Being a good swimmer, be remained several minutes under water, but as he rose for breath, he was greeted with a shower of bullets. In this way, alternately swimming under water as long as he could iold his breath, and then rising to the sur-ace, he escaped unhurt, and reaching the other shore in safety, he secreted himself behind a large standing rock. The prisoners were of course unbound, and all joined in the jollification and joy at the timely and unlooked-for release. The rock that shielded Cornplanter from Brady's bullets was pointed out to me by the old Indian in a recent trip down this river. It is known as " Cornplanter's Rock." This old Indian gave me the story with a sad and dejected countenance, in broken English. Alas I how changed the scene I Where then the sheeny tide of the beauteous Alleghany parted only to the swift-skimming birchen canoe, and echoed to the wild voices that came out of the dense, dark forest, now is heard the shrill whistle of the steam-pipe, and the rushing of the mighty steamer. Where the tawny savage then reclined upon the shady banks, from his pursuit of the deer, the panther,' and the bear, or rested from the war-path, is now the scene of life and activity. The tall old forest has receded from before the advance of civilization, and given place to farms, beautiful villas, and bustling towns. The Indian too has passed away ; but few, and they hut miserable decaying relics of what they once were, are now occasionally seen, the descendants of the proud race that once could call these hills, and groves, and rivers all their own. Alas I in the language of the poet : " Chieftains and their tribes have perished, Like the thickets were they grewv " A Cum for Lovi. Take a grain of sense, half a grain of prudence, a dram of understanding, one ounce of patience, a pound of resolution, a handful of dislike ; intermix mem an togeiner, ioia mem np in the alembio of your brain, for twenty-four hours, set tbem on a slow fire of hatred, (hen strain them clean from the drugs of melancholy, sweetening tbem with forget- fulness, put them in the bottle of your heart, stopping them down with the cork of sound judgment, and there let them stand 14 days in the water of cold affection : then properly applied, is the most effectual rem edy in the universe, ana was never known to fail. You may find the ingroaionA at the house of understanding, in Constant Street, by going up the hill of self denial, in the town of Forgetfulness, la the county of Love-co-raore, The last thing a man does is to pay his printer s diu. , ,. . Another 1 ttlesnalce J3tory. A corresponden of the St, Louis Demo crat, writing from faoli, Kansas Territory, Juno 17th, concludes his Utter witbMhe following thrilling ibketch : ' On latt Sunday evening the air was so bewitchingly balmy and the sky so softly veiled by shadowy clouds, that I was seduced into a lengthened stroll along the bluffs which proudly aspire to overlook the umbrageous 'woodlands on the one side, and the sun-lit plains upon the other, until I reached an elevated pinacle, so tall as to command a pacoramio view, whose picturesque and varied beauties ravished all my tenses and lost me in most dreamy reveries. ' I reclined upon the summit of the rock with my head upon my hand, until, pre sently, it rolled away upon- the cushion of springy moss which grew there like an emerald diadem, and I was locked in that strange slumber wliioh leavei you semi- conscious una yei reauaws vuimua, x nau lain thus several minutes, with my left arm stretched to its extent, when at the extremities of the fingers of that hand, there was a sensation new and peculiar that sent a thrill of pleasure to the mind and heart ; it was soothing, drawing, and agreeably titillating, as if the fingers were dissolving away in a delightful self absorp tion. Just then, from this sort of blissful abandon, I was startled by the report of a gun shot within a few paces of me. 1 sprang to my teet, and with astonishment, saw my friend Mitchell standing near and gazing at me with a fixed look of ghastly horror. Before I could inquire what he meant, my attention was caught by the most shrill, keen, ringing rattle that ever penetrated human ear: and on looking down 1 discovered a huge rattlesnake with gory head, quivering and writhing in the agonies of death, and sending forth from his erect tail the terrible tocsin that I heard. From his fearful propinquity I began to realize m;' position, but not until I heard an explanation from M. could I fully understand and appreciate its horrors. lie told me mat my resting-place was the top of a rattlesnake den, and pointed out the orifices through which they passed ; that he was in b habifcof coming there on Sunday evenings to shoot rattlesnakes, that when he approached that evening and saw me lying upon the den, he supposed I had been bitten and was dead ; that he crept nearer and saw my respiration and knew I was alive, but discovered a mon strous snake licking my hand and covering it with a slimy coating, preparatory to de glutition, that be made a slight, involun tary, shuddering exclamation of my God I which drew the snake's attention and cau sed him to turn his head, when he discharged a load of buck-shot into his face and neck, mangling and tearing them to pieces, and thus saved my life. lie bad scarcely told me this, which took but moment, when rattles all around brought us to a recollection that we were not yet free from danger. We saw ten or fifteen large rattlesnakes approaching us from ev ery quarter, with eyes glaring revengefully, barbed tongues thrusting threaten ingly and rattles sounding alarmingly. They are brave and cannot be intimidated, and will die over the dead body of tlx ir companion sooner than desert it. We knew the indomitable character of our enemy, and M. and I with his double-barrel ed gun and my sticks and stones, fought our way out as best we could, xou may imatrine that mv nerves were slightly agi tated that evening, and that I dreamed of snakes that night. M. has killed one hun dred and seven of them, the largest of which had twenty-six rattles. . He says the Indians who have been in the habit of bunting them for many years, have killed much older ones, and have slain thousands.There is Monet Enough. Eight thousand five hundred square miles of this earth's surface are devoted to the culture of tobacio. The quantity annually pro duced 15 as been recently estimated to be four and a half billions of pounds, or four and-a-half pounds for each inhabitant. The first cost of one year's growth of tobacoo, at four cents a pound, is one hundred and eighty millions of dollars ; but the sum annually expended for tobacco by the whole human family, is thought to be at least five hundred millions of dollars. .This would keep an army of five hundred teachers at work at a salary of one thousand dollars each. It would put a railroad round the world. It would pay for three railroads, double ttack, from New York to San Francisco. It would support in com fort all the honest poor on the globe. If it were within the compass of the human power which it is not to expend so vast a sum judiciously in improving the human race by knowledge, discipline and art, it would in two or three generations banish from the world ignorance, want, crime and disease. Ah I man earns money enough, what ho wants is wisdom to spend it 1 The Bloom or Aoe. A good woman never grows old. Years may pass over her head, but if benevolence and virtue dwell in her heart she is as cheerful as when the spring of life first opened to her view. When we look upon a good woman, we never think of her age ; she looks as charming as when the rose of youth first bloomed on her ebeek. That rose has not faded yet ; it will never fade. In her neighborhood she is the friend and benefactor. Who does not respect and love the woman who has passed her days in acts of kindness and mercy T We repeat, such a woman cannot grow old. She will always be fresh and buoyant in spirits, and active in bumble deeds of mercy and benevolence. If the young lady desires to retain the bloom and beauty of youth, let her not yield to the sway of fashion and folly : let her love truth and Virtue, and to the close of life she will rttain those feelings whioh now make life appear a garden of sweets ever fresh and ever new JCSrThe phrase " fighting on his own hook," is now more elegantly rendered " waging war upon the prudent individu amy of his personal curve." Mr .Smith Lounges on the Sofa, and Mr. Bxv.-a Lectures mm lor n. There is m roach of practioal good senser about tile following that"will be apprecia ted by thousands. , We find it in that excellent and sensible paper, the M&rytvillr Urumne. " I declare, Mr. Smith I this is to bad. Here you are stretched out on the sofa, mussing it up, and my carpet is all soiled by the tramp of your coarse boots I aball be ashamed to bring any one into the par lor again and I have taken so much pain to keep everything sc nice! I do thinlc Mr. rJmitn you are the most tiiDugnuess, careless man I ever did see you don't ap pear to care how things look, nor how much trouble you give nw. If I had no more care than you have ire would soon have a nice looking house it would not be long till our Anew house and furniture-would be just as bad as the old," said John Smith's wife to him, as she sftw.hira in the parlor taking a nap oa the sofa.' 1 Mr. Smith rose up slowly and answered, " I was tired and sleepy, Mary, and the weather so hot, and this room so quiet and cool, and this sofa looked so- invitiug that I could not resist the temptation to snooze a little. I thought when we were building a house, and furnishing it thus, that we were doing it because the old house and furniture were not so comfortable as desi rable, and that I and my own dear Mary would indulge ourselves in a little quiet leisure in these nice rooms, and if war choose, in lounging on the sofas, and rocking in these cushioned arm chairs, away from the noise of the family, and the smell of the cooking stove. I did not dream of displeasing you, Mary, and I thought it would give you pleasure to see me enjoying a nap on the sofa, this warm afternoon. I notice when Merchant Swell, or Col. Big-man and their families are here, you appear to be delighted to hare the sofas and cushioned arm chaira for them to sit in ; or lounge upon. I thought the house and the sofas were to use that we were seeking our own pleasure when we paid a large sum of money for them ; but I suppose I was mistaken, and that the house and furniture are for strangers, and that we are to sit in the old chairs, in the kichen, and if I want to take a nap, or rest a little when fatigued, I am to lie down on a slab in the woodjiouse ; and you, if you want to rest, can go to the children's trundle bed, in the little close bed-room, where the flies can have a chance at you ." The irony of Mr. Smith's reply only provoked his wife, and seeing himself threatened with a repetition of Mrs. Smith's speech, with unpleasant additions and variations, and knowing that he would get tired of gaining victories over her in argument, beiore she would think of getting tired of defent, he took himself out, and left Mrs. Smith to fix up and dust out, and lock him out of bis own house, and took a seat in an old chair in the kitchen, which Mrs. Smith said was good enough to user every day in the kitchen, where no one sees it. Poor, mistaken Mrs. Smith, thought L And yet, most women are like her. They want a fine house, and when they get it they want an out house built to live in, and they confine their families to a few small rooms, poorly furnished, while the main building, well furnished, is never seen by the family only when visitors oome. Both house and furniture are too grand to use. The carpet is too fine for their husband to walk on the mirrors are too fine for him to look into the furniture is all too fine for him to see or use. Just so it goes we dress, we women, I mean, and I am sorry that many men are as foolish as we are, to please others, or rather to excite their remarks we build houses, and furnish them for those outside of the family, and live as poorly when we are rich as we did when we were poor ; as poorly in the new houso as in the old. It is a fatal day to enjoyment when a family gets a house and furniture too fine for use ; and yet most women have an ambition to have it so. Better would it be if they were contented with snch a house and such furniture as it suited to every day use the house large enough to accommodate one s friends, and the furniture sucb as all use when at home. Rose Randoh. Hints to Marriei Men. Scattergrass says, that if he stays out late at night, and wishes to avoid asoolding, or "curtain lecture" from Mrs. 8., he generally waita until the " wee sma hour ayont th twal," when the anger of bis better half subsides into fears for his personal safety. ' He goes out on " business," with a promise to be at home at nine. Half-past nine, Mrs. S, uneasy ; ten, aggravated ; half-past ten,' positively enraged, and rehearses to herself an address for Scattergrass's especial edification, filled with cutting reproaches; eleven, vague uneasiness, accompanied by u iuucuuiwj icnr mm sumeiDiag mass have happened ;" half-past eleven, nervous apprehension tears take the place of withering glances; twelve o'clock, unendurable suspense if she only knew th(f worst; one o'clock, completely worked up, 'and, about to go in search of him, when Scattergrass arrives. She throws herself (so he says) into his arms, ' overjoyed to sea . him, as she was " 10 afraid that some accident mast have happened to him." ' -' To Extract a Glass STOPTLE.--Wherj the glass will not eome out, pas a strip of woolen cloth around it, and then "sea-saw" backward and forward ao that th friction may heat the neck of the bottle. This will cause it to expand, become largef than the stopple, and the latter will'drep out, or may be easily withdrawn. A tight screw may be easily loosened from a metal socket, by boating the latter by means' of a cloth wet with boiling water, or in any other way, on the simple principle of expansion by heat - i . " InTEHEstiNO Debati. The following solject wm proposed for debate it s meeting of a society at rtpcliester, N. Y. : " Wb hava the most to fear, the vmnurt4 fr-nm fire, or the intend frnrn the burttrg of insurance companies?" - ( 1 I , t! '). 1 1 ' i 5 ,!( Ji I. if 1 ; -, t t ll WJ u