Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal

              PITTSTON GAZETTE i  t AID »I 111! \ \THII 1CITE JflURIlL SI IVrtklij jfituis)in))fr--( Drunfrii to Htm, littrnhirt, fjie JBtrmnfilt, Mning, JHetjmtiirnl, imlt %iralturnl SnttrratH of tjif Canntrti, Snstrurtimi, SlniusEiiient, fa. Hicjwrt K  PITTSTON, PENNA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 30, 1850. VOLUME 1 .--NUMBER 5. $2.00 PER ANNUM. iPiiiresiMfl mmrFm, \ THE " True," said the doctor, " and I should be happy to spend the evening with you, but 1 have to go three miles to sec a patient yet to-night, and it is high time that I was olf. 13ut luckily, major, you won't be left alone after all, for here comes Jack Robinson, driving his horse and wagon into the yard now ; and 1 presume he'll not only spend the evening with you, but stop all night." jeet. He had also several times thought of asking some question in relation to the beverage they wero drinking; such as whether Mr. Robinson preferred hot flip to hot sling. And at first he could hardly perceive, if the question were put dircct, how it cOuId fail to bring out a dircct yes or no. At last he thought he would make his inquiry in reference to Mr. Robinson's lmaeness. He would have asked the cause of his lameness, but the thought occurred to him that the cause might not be clearly known, or his lameness might have been produced by a complication of causes, that would allow too much latitude for a reply. He resolved therefore simply to ask him whether his lameness was in tlic leg or in the foot. That was a question which it appeared to him required a short answer. For if it wer§ in his leg, Mr. Robinson would say it was in his leg ; and if it were in his foot, ho would at once reply ig his foot; and if it were in both, what Could be more natural than that lie should say in both ? and that would seem to be the end of the story. man didn't say no more to father and most of the passengers begun to look as if they didn't believe father was guilty. But a number of times after that on the passage, 1 see the man that lost the pocket-book whisper to some of the passengers, and then turn and look at father. Aifid then father would look gritty enough to bite a board-nail ©IT. When wo got ashore, as soon as we got a little out ot sight of folks, father catched hold of my arm and give it a most awful jerk, and says he, "Jack, you blockhead, don't you never tell where any thing is again, unless you can first tell how it come there. my life. But this poor leg and foot got sucli a bruising 1 wasn't able to go a step on it for three months, and never got entirely over it to this day. but he knocked it out ofWy Jratid lil\e a feather, and made another hitch and grabbled at my foot. Wei scrabbled up die tree, and he after us, till we got almost to the top of the tree. At last I had to stop a little for Ned, and the old bear clinched my feet. First he stuck his claws into 'em, and then he stuck his teeth into 'em, and begun to naw. I felt as if 'twas a gone case, but I kicked and fit, and told Ned to get up higher; and he did get up a little higher, and I got up a little higher too, and the old bear made another hitch and come up higher, and begun to naw my heels again. And then the top of the tree begun to bend, for wc had got up so high we was all on a single limb as 'twere; and it bent a little more, and cracked and broke, and down we went, bear and all, about thirty feet, to the ground. At first I didn't know whether 1 was dead or alive. I guess we all lay still as much as a minute before we could make out to breathe. When I come to my feeling a little, I found the bear had fell 011 my lame leg, and give it another most awful crushing. Ned wasn't hurt much. lie fell on top of the bear, and the bear fell partly on me. Ned sprung o(T and got out of the way of the bear; and in about minute more the bear crawled up slowly on to his feet, and begun to walk oil", without taking any notice of us. And I was glad enough to sec that he went rather lame. When I come to try my legs I found one of'em was terrible smashed, and I couldn't walk a step on it. So 1 told Ned to hand me my gun, and to go home as f:ist as he could go, and get the the horse and father and come and carry me home. find me, and I was sure I never could get out myself. But about two hours after surprise, all at once I thought I heard somebody holler " Jack." I listened and I heard it again, and I knew 'twas father's voice. I -anwered as loud as 1 could hoiler. They kept hollering' and I kept hollering. Sometimes they would go further and sometimes come nearer. My voice sounded so queer they couldn't tell where it come from, nor what to moke of it. At last, by going round considerable, they they found my voice sounded somewhere round the holler tree, and bime-by father come along and put his head into the holler of the tree, and callea out "Jack, are you here ?" " Yes I be," sayaj, " and I wish you would pull this bear out, so I can get out myself." When they got us out I was about as much dead as alive; but they got m'e onto the horse, and led me home and nursed me up, and had a doctor to set my leg again ; and its a pretty good PRINTED AND PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY Ci. H. llichnrt 8 II. S. Phillip**. Office H'rst title of Main Street, second Story oj Ike "Long glare" of IVisner Cf- Wood. " Then your lameness is in your leg and foot both, is it not ?" said Major Grant, hoping at this favorable point to get an answer to his question. The 1;Oazette" is published every Friday, ft Two j Dollar* per an num. Two Dollars and Fifty Cents will be churned it' not paid within the | year. No paper will be discontinued until all arrearages are paid. I Advertisement* are inserted conspicuously at One Dollar per square of fourteen linen for three insertions; and Cents additional for every subsequent insertion. A liberal deduction to those who advertise for six | months or the whole year. 1 Job Work.—Wc have connected with our estab- j bailment a well selected assortment of Job Type, ! which will enable us to execute, in the neatest j style, every variety of printing. Being practical printers ourselves, we can afford to tlo work on as reasonable terms as any other office in the county All letters and communications addressed to the Gazette must be post paid, and endorsed by a ; responsible name, to receive attention. " Oh, it wasn't that bruising under the mill-wheel," said Mr. Jack Robison, ' that caused this lameness, though I've no doubt it caused a part of it and helps to make it wonse ; but it wasn't the principal cause. I've had tougher scrapes than that in my day, and I was going on to tell you what I s'pose hurt my leg more than any thing else that ever happened to it. When I was about eighteen years old I was the greatest hunter there was within twenty miles round. I had a first-rate little fowling piece; she would carry as true as a hair. I could hit a squirrel fifty yards twenty times running. And at all thanksgiving shooting matches I used to pop otf the geese and turkeys so fast, it spoilt all their fun ; and they got so at last they wouldn't let me fire till all the rest had fired round three times apiece. And when all of 'em had fired at a turkey three times and couldn't hit it, they would say, " well that turkey belongs to Jack Robinson." So I would up and fire and pop it over. Well I used to be almost everlastingly a gunning; and father would fret and scold, because whenever there was any work to do, Jack was off in the woods. One day I started to go over bear mountain, about two miles from home, to see if I couldn't kill somt-. raccoons; and I took my brother Ned, who was three years younger than myself, with me to help bring home the game.— We took some bread and cheese and doughnuts in our pockets, for we calculated to be gone all day, and I shouldered my little fowling piece, and took a plenty of powder and shot and small bullets, and off we started through the woods. When we got round the other side of bear mountain, where I had always had the best luck in hunting, it was about noon. On the way I had killed a couple of gray squirrels, a large fat raccoon, and a hedge-hog. We sot down under a large beech tree to eat our bread and cheese. As » e sot eating, we looked up into the tree, and it was very full of beech nuts. They were about ripe, but there had not been frost enough to make them drop much from the tree.— So says I to Ned, let us take some sticks and climb this tiwt oir some nuts to carry home. So we got some sticks and up we went. We hadn't but jest got cleverly up into the body of the tree before we heard something crackling among the bushes a few rods off. We looked and listened, and heard it again, louder and nearer. In a minute we see the bushes moving, not three rods off from the tree, and something black stirring about among them. Then out come an awful great black bear, the ugliest looking feller that ever I laid my eyes on. He looked up towards the tree we was on, and turned up his nose as though he was snuffing something. I begun to feel pretty streaked ; I knew bears was terrible climbers, and I'd a gin all the world if I'd only had my gun in my hand, well loaded. But there was no time to go down after it now, and I thought the only way was to keep as still as possible,and perhaps he might go off again about his business. So we didn't stir nor hardly breathe.— Whether the old feller smelt us, or whether he was looking for beech nuts, I don't know; but he rared right up on his hind legs and walked as straight to the tree as a man could walk. lie walked round the tree twicc, and turned his great black nose up, and looked, more like old Nick than any thing that I ever sec before. Then he stuck his sharp nails into the sides of the tree, and begun to hitch himself up. I felt as if we had got into a bad scrape, and wished we was out of it. Ned begun to cry. But says I to Ned, "It's no use to take on about it; if he's coming up we must fight him off and the best way we can." We clim up higher into the tree, and the old bear come hitching along up after us. 1 made Ned go up above me, and as I had a pretty good club in my hand, I thought I might be able to keep the old feller down. He didn't seem to stop for the beech-nuts, but kept climbing right up towards us. When he got up pretty near I poked my club at him, and he showed his teeth and growled. Says I, "Ned, scrabble up a little higher." We clim up two or three limbs higher, and the old bear followed close after. When he got up so he could almost touch my feet, I thought it was time to begin fight. So I up with my club and tried to fetch him a pelt over the nose. And the very first blow he knocked the club right out of my hand, with his great nigger paw, as easy as I could knock it out of the hand of a baby a year old. I begun to think then it was gone goose with us. Howsoinever, I took Ned's club, olid thought I'd try once mure; " Well, that's good news," said the Major, " if he'll only talk. Will he talk, doctor V " Talk ?" yes ! till all is blue. He's the greatest talker you ever met with. I'll tell you what 'tis, major, I'll bet the price of your reckoning here to-night, that you may ask him the most direct simple question you please, and you shan't get an answer from him under'half an hour, and he shall keep talking a steady stream the whole tiiric too." 'Now it would be about as difficult,' continued Mr. Robison after a slight pause, which ho employed in taking a sip from his tumbler, 'forme to tell tosartinty how I come by this lameness, as it was to tell how the pocket-book come in father's birth. There was a hundred folks aboard, and we knew some of'em must put it in ; but which one 'twas, it would havo puzzled a 1'hiladclphy lawyer to tell. Well, it's pretty much so with my lameness. This poor leg of mine has gone through some awful sieges, and it's a wonder there's an inch of it left. But it's a pretty good leg yet; I con almost bear my weight upon it; and with the help of a crutch you'd siir. prised to sec how fast I can get over the (lYtgimil " Done," said (he major ; '! 'lis a bet.— Let us understand it fairly now. You say I may ask liim any simple, plain question I please, and lie shall he half an hour answering it, and talk all the time too; atul you will bet my night's reckoning of it." leg yet, Written for the Pittston Gazette. Dost Thou Need a Friend ? Here, while Mr. Robinson was taking another sip from his tumbler, Major Grant glanced at his watch, and looking up to Dr. Snow, said, with a grave, quiet air, " Doctor I give it up; the bet is yours." INSCRIBED TO MISS CLAHA C. \V Having at length fully made up his mind as to the point of attack, he prepared for the charge,ond taking a careless look at his watch, he gave the Doctor a sly wink. Doctor Snow, without 'turning or scarcely appearing to move, drew his watch from beneath his wrapper so far as to see the hour, and Jeturned it again IJV MARIK ROSEAU Dost thou e'er in dreary moments, When dark cloud* are round thee spread, And thou lookC st on the future With deep gloominess ami dread— Dost thou yearn at such a season To know a friend is near * Would the knowledge yield thee comfort, Or those dreary moments cheer 1 " That's the bet, cxactly," said the doc- Getting on in the World. llerc the parlies shook hands upon it, just as the door opened, and Mr. Jack Robinson came limping into the room, supported by a crutch, and with something of a bustling, care-for-noihing air, hobbled along toward the fire. The doctor introduced Mr. Jack Robinson to Major Grant, and after the usual salutations and shaking of hands, Mr. Robinson tC#»k his seat upon the other side of the stove, op|Dositc the Major. There are different ways of getting on in the world. It does not always mean making a groat deal of money, or being a great man for people to look up to with wonder. Leaving off a bad habit for a good one is getting on in the world, to be clean and tidy instead of dirty and disorderly, is getting on; to be active and industrious instead of idle and lazy, is getting on; to be kind and forbearing, instead of ill-natured and quarrelsome, is getting on; to work as diligently in the master's absence as in his presencE is getting on ; in short, when we see anyone properly attentive to his duties, persevering through difficulties, to gain such knowledge as shall be of use to himself and to others, offering a good example to his relatives and acquaintances, we may be sure that he is getting on in the world. Money is a very useful article in its way, but it is possible to get on with but small means ; for it is mistake to suppose that we must wait for a good deal of money before we can do any thing. Perseverance is often better than a full purse. Many people lag behind, or miss the way altogether, because they do not not see the simple and abundant means which surround them on all sides, and it so happens that these means are aids which cannot be brought with money. Those who get on in the world, must have a stock of patience and perseverance, ofhopeful confidence—a willingness to learn, and a disposition not easily cast down by difficulties and disuppointment.ground.' 'Then your lameness is in the leg rather than ill the foot ?" said Major Grant, ta. king advantage of a short pause in Mr. Robinson's speech. to his pocket Or in hours of pensive musing, When liifc seems like fitful dreams, W here all trifling is, and transient, And nought is what it seems; Then, amid the earnest strivings Of some higher, holier thought, Is a longing after friendship With those feelings ever fraught 1 " Mr. Robinson," said£thc major, "if 1 may presume to make the inquiry, is your lameness in the leg or in the foot ?" " Well, 1 was going on to tell you all the particulars," said Mr. Robinson.— " You've no idea what narrow chances I've gone through with this leg." " Well, that reminds me," said Mr. -Robinson, taking a sip from the tumbler, which lie still held in his hand, " that reminds me of what my old father said to me once when I was a boy. Says he, "Jack, you blockhead, don't you never tell where any thing is, uidess you can first tell how it come there." The reason of his saying it was this. Father and I was coming in the steamboat from New York to I'rovid«nce; and they was all strangers aboard—we didn't knowone of 'em from Adum. And on the way one of the passengers missed his pocket book, and begun to make a great outcry aliout it. lie called the Captain, and said there must be a search. The boat must be searched, and all the passengers and all on board must be searched. Well, the captain he agreed to it; and at it they went, and overhauled every thing from one end of the bout to t'other; but they couldn't find hide nor lmir of it. Ami they searched all the passengers and all the hands, but they couldn't get no track on't. And the man that lost the pocketbook took on and made a great fuss. He said it wasn't so much on account of the money, for there wasn't a great deal in it; but the papers in it were of great consequence to him, and he offered to give ten dollars to any body that would find it.— Pretty soon after that. I was fixin' up father's berth a little, where he was going to sleep, and I found the pocket-book under the clothes at the head of the berth, where the thief had tucked it away while the search was going on. So I took it, tickled enough, and run to the man and told him I had found his pocket-book. He catchcd it out of my hands, and says he, " Where did you find it ?" Says I, " Under the clothes in the head of my futher's berth." Ned went off upon the quick trot, as if he was after the doctor. But the blundering critter—Ned always was a great blunderer—lost his way and wandered about in the woods all night, and didn't get home till sunrise next morning. The way I spent the night wasn't very comfortable, I can tell ye. Jest before dark it begun to rain, and I looked round to try to find some kind of shelter. .At last I see a great tree, lying on the ground a little ways off, that seemed to be holler. I crawlcd alongto it, and found there was a holler in one end large enough for me to creep into. So in I went, and in order to get entirely out of the way of the spattering of the rain, and keep myself dry, I crept in as much as ten feet. I laid there and rested myself as well as I could, through my leg pained me too much to sleep. Some time in the night, all at once, I heerd a sort of rustling noise at the end of the log where I come in. My hair stood right in eend. It was dark as Egypt; I couldn't see the least thing, but I heard a rustling noise again, and it sounded as if it was coming into the log. 1 held my breath, but I could hear something breathing heavly, and there seemed to be a sort of scratching against the sides of the log, and it kept working along towards me. I clinched my fowlingpiece and held on to it . 'Twas well loaded with a brace of balls and some shot besides. But whether to fire or what to do; I couldn't tell. I was sure there was some terrible critter in the log, and the rustling noise kept coming nearer and nearer to me. At last heerd a low kind of a growl. I thought if I was only dead and decently buried somewhere I should be glad ; for to be eat up alive there by bears, or wolves, or catamounts I couldn't bear the idea of it. In a minute more something made a horrible grab at my feet, and begun to naw 'em. At first I crawled a little further into the tree. But the critter was hold of my feet again in a minute, and I found it was no use for me to go in any further. I didn't hardly dare to firs j for I thought if 1 didn't kill the critter, it would only be likely to make him fight the harder. And then again I thought if I should kill him, and he should be as large as I fancied him to be, 1 should never be able to shove him out of the log, nor to get out by him. While I was having these thoughts the old feller was nuwing and tearing my feet so bad, I found lie would soon kill me if 1 laid still. So I took my gun and pointed down by my feet, as near the centre of the holler log as, I could, and let drive. The report almost stunned me. But when I come to my hearing again, I laid still and listened. Every thing round me was still as death; I couldn't hear the least sound. I crawled back a few inches towards the mouth of the log, and was stopt by something against my feet. I pushed it. 'Twould give a little, but I couldn't move it.. I got my hand down far enough to reach, and felt the fur and hair and ears of some terrible animal. " Then the difficulty is in the leg, is it not V' said Major Grant. Mr. Jack Robison was a small bri.-rk man, with a gray twinkling eye and a very knowing expression of countenance.— As lie carefully settled himself into his chair, resting his lame limb against the edge of the stove hearth, he threw his hat carelessly upon the floor, laid his crutch across his knoc, and looked around with a satisfied air, that seemed to say ' Now, gentlemen, if you want to know the time of day, here's the boy what can tell ye." Or when gladness wings the hour", Anil joy sounds in merry tone; I)»st thou, even 'mill such pleasure, Ever tcil thyself alone? Where to make the festal greater Ilotli Art nml Nature blend, Would .1 thou gladly ycild their treasures To know thou hads't a friend " Well, after I tell you all the particulars," said Mr. Robinson,' you may judge for yourself. The way it first got hurt was going in swimming, when I was about twelve years old. I could swim like a duck, and used to be in uncle John's mill pond along with his Sleeve, half the time. Uucle John lie always used to keep scolding at us antl telling us wo should get sucked into the (loom bime-by, and break our plagy necks under the water wheel.— But we knew better. We'd tried it so much we could tell jest how near we could go to the gate and get away again without being drawn thiough. But one day Sleeve, jest to plague me, threw my hat into the mill-pond between me and the gate. I was nwiiiiming nboui two rods from the gato, and the hat was almost as near as we dared to go, and the stream was sucking it pretty fast; so I sprung with my might to catch the hat before it should go through and get smashed under the water wheel. When I got within about half my length of it 1 found I was as near the gate as we ever dared to go. But 1 hated to lose the hat. 1 thought I'd venture to go a little nearer, so I fetched a spring with all my might, and grabbed the hat and put it on my head, and turned back and pulled for my life. At first 1 thought I gained a little, and I made my hands and feet fly as tight as I could spring. In about a minute I found I didn't gain a bit one way nor t'other; and then I sprung as if I would a tore my arms off; and it seemed as if I could feel the sweat start out all over me right there in the water. 1 begun to feel all at once as if death had me by the heels, and I screamed for help. Stephen was on the shore watching me, but he couldn't get near enough to help me — When he see 1 couldn't gain any, and heard me scream, lie was about as scared as I was, and turned and run towards the mill, and screamed for uncle as loud as lie could bawl. In a minute uncle come running to the mill-pond, und got there jest time enough to see me going through the gate feet foremost. (Jncle said, if he should live to be as old as Methuselah he should never forget what a beseeching look my eyes had as I lifted up my hands towards him and then sunk guggling into the (loom. He knew I should be smashed all to pieces under the great water-wheel, but he run round as fast as he could to the tail of the mill to be ready to pick up my mangled body when it got through, so I might be carried home and buried. Presently he see mo drifting along in the white, foam that come out from under the mill,* and he got a pole with a hook to it and drawed me to shore. He found I was not all jammed to pieces as he expected, though he could not see any signs oflife. But having considerable doctor skill, he went to work on me, and rolled mo over, and rubbed me, and worked upon mo, till bime-by 1 began to groan and breathe. And at last I come to so I could speak. They carried me home and sent for a doctor to examine me. My left foot and leg was terribly bruised, and one of the bones broke, and that was all the hurt there was on me. I must have gone lengthways right in between the two bucket* of the water wheel and that saved And when Flattery's tones arc singing To thee a pleasing strain, And the perfume of her (lowers Half intoxicates thy hrain ; Would one lilossoin from Truth's garland, " Allow me, Mr. Robison, to help you to a tumbler of hot flip," said the Major, raising the mug from the stove. In its fragrance and its bloom, lie more sweet than Art's best blending Of color and perfume 1 " With all my heart, and thank ye too," said Robison, taking a sip from the tumbler. " 1 believe there's nothing better lor a cold day than hot flip. I've known it to cure many a one who was thought to be in a consumption. There's something In each sad or joyous moment, When such feelings come to thee, I would have thee then remember That thou hast a friend in me: One who what e'er befal thee Of happiness or ill, Through all the unknown future. Would love and guard thee still. ' D SO-— " And ! have known it," said the doctoi? shrugging his shoulders, " to kill many a one that was thought to have an excellent constitution and sound health." Heaven Mess thee, gentle lady, Through all thy coming life ; Protect thee in its dangers, And shield thee in its strife ; Yet if e'er a friend thou nccdist, " There's something so warming," continued Mr. Robison, following up his own thoughts so earnestly that he seemed not to have heard the remark of the doctor, " there's something so warming and nourishing in hot flip, it seems to give new life to the blood, mid puts the insides all in good trim. And as for cold weather, it will keep that out better than any double milled kersey or fearnot great coat that I ever see. I could drive twenty miles in a cold day with a good mug of hot flip easier than I could ten miles without it. And this is a cold day, gentlemen, a real cold day, tlicre'8 no mistake about it. This nor' wester cuts like a razor. But tain't noth- Carrier Pigeons.—Astonishing results are obtained with carrier pigeons, by the Society which in Belgium devote themselves to the production of this bird in perfection. They are trained so as to traverse the whole of France from one end to the other in less than a day; recently a number were sent to Pampeluna in Spain, to be let loose and return by (light to Brussels. On the 10th ult. the Pigeon-raising Society, called the visible of Brussels, let fly 63 pigeons from Lyons, at 5 A. M. Prizes were given to the owners ofthe birds, which should quickest reach Brussels. The first prize was won by Mr. J. Vanvaclen, whose pigeon arrived 31 minutes past 2 o'clock, P. M : the second prize was won by a pigeon which came at 39 minutes past 2 ; the third at 20 minutes before 3. The distance from Lyons to Brussels by railroad is about 000 miles, which the first pigeon flew in 7£ hours. Oh, then remember me, For no matter what betide thee I will ever think of thee. t/ickavnnna, Aug. 23, 1850. ftiisrrllnntonn. TIIE TOUGH YARN. OK THE CAUSE OF JACK ROBISON'S LAMENESS, 1IT SEBA SMITH Major Grant of Massachusetts was returning home from Moosehcad Lake, where he had been to look after one of his newly purchased townships, and to sell Rtumpage to the loggers for the ensuing win. ter, wlien lie stopped for the. night at a snug tavfern in one of the back towns in Maine, and having been to the stable and seen with his own eyes that his horse was well provided with hay and grain, he re- to the bar-room, laid aside his cloak nnd took a sent by the box stove, which was waging a hot war with the cold raw atmosphere of November.* "In your father's berth,did you ?" says he, and he give me a look and spoke so sharp, I jumped as if I was going out of my skin. ing near so cold as 'twas a year ago, the twenty-second day of this month. That day it seemed as if your breath would freeze stiff before it got an inch from your mouth. I drove my little Canada grey in a sleigh that day twelve miles in forty-five minutes, and froze two of my toes on my lnmc leg as stiff as maggots. Them toes chill a great deal quicker than they do on t'other foot. In my well days I never chilled the coldest day that ever blew. B.ut that cold snap, the twenty-second day of last November, if my little gray hadn't gone like a bird, would have done the job for my poor lame foot. When I got homo I found two of my sheep dead, and they were untler a good shed, too. And one of my neighbors, poor fellow, went into the woods after a load of wood, and we found him next day froze to death, leaning up against a beach tree as stiff as a stake.— But his oxen was alive and well. It's very wonderful how much longer a brute critter will stnn' the cold than a man will. Them Says he, " Show me the place." So I run and showed him the place. " Call your father here," says he. So I run and called father. •"Now Mister," says he to father, " I should like to know how my pocket-book Another New Saint.—The Catholic priesthood at Schiebach, near Vienna have been pretending a display of supernatural poWcr in the person of a girl, out of whose hands, feet, and left side blood is said to flow ever Friday as sweat. On her brow are the letters J. N. R. Hundreds of peo. pie hasten to Schleimbach to cast their mites into the sacred taeasury in honor of tho new saint. The courts have investigated the matter, and reported that the whole history of this miracle turns out to be a fraud, that the secretion of bloody sweat is accounted for in a most natural manner, and that the initial letters have been produced by chemical agents Although the fraud has been so clearly proved, the people's eyes arc not open, nor will the priesthood bo brought to punishment. The Major was a large portly man, well to do in the world, and loved his comfort. Having called for a mug of hot flip, he loaded his long pipe, and prepared for a long and comfortable smoke. He was also a very social man, and there being but one person in the room he invited him to join him in a tumbler of flip. This gentleman was I)r. Snow, an active member of a temperance socicty, and therefore he politely begged to be excused ; but hiving a good share of the volubility naturil to his profession, he readily entered into conversation with the major answered many of his inquires about the townships in that section of the Stnte, described minutely the process of lumbering, explained hew it might be made profitable, and showed why it was often attended with great loss. A half hour thus passed imperceptibly away, and the doctor rose, drew his wrapperclose about him, and placcd his cap on his head. The major looked round the room with an air of uneasiness. came in your birth." *" I don't know nothin' about it," says father. " Then he turned to me, and says he, " Young man how came this pocket-book in your father's birth 1" ,f Says I, " I can't tell. I found it there, and that's all 1 know about it." • Then he called the captain and asked him if he knew Us. The captain said he didn't Tho man looked at us mighty sharp, first to father and then to me, and eyed us from top lo toe. We wasn't neither of us dressed very slick, and we could tell by his looks prbtty well what he was thinking. At last he said he would leave it to the passengers, whether, under all the circumstances, he should pay the boy the ten dollars or not. I looked at father and his face Was as red as a blase, and 1 see his dander begun to rise. He didn't wait for any of the passsengers to give their opinion about it, but says he to the man, " Dod-rot your money! if you've any more than you want, you may throw it into the sea for what I care ; but if you offer any of it to my boy, I'll send you where a streak of lightning wouldn't reach you in six months." oxen didn't even shiver." " Perhaps," said the doctor,standing with his back towards Mr. Robinson, " perhaps the oxen had taken a mugot hot flip before they went into the woods." 03rA young fellow eating some Cheshire cheese full of skippers, one night, at a tavern, exclaimed— "Now I have done as much as Sampson, for I have slain my thousand and tens of thousands." " Yes," said another, " and with the same weapon,—the jaw bone of 'That was an awful long night. And when the morning did come, the critter filled the holler up so much, there was but very little light come in where I was. I tried again to shove the animal towards the mouth of the log, but I found 'twas no use, —I couldn't move him. At last the light come in so much that I felt pretty sure it was a monstrous great bear that I had killed. 1 begun to feel now as 1 was buried alive, for ! was afraid oui folks wouldn't By this time Mujor Grant began to leel a little suspicious that he might lose his bet, and was setting all his wits to work to fix on a question so direct and limited in its nature, that it could not fail to draw from Mr. Robinson a pretty direct answer.— He had thought at first of making some simple inquiry about the weather; but he now felt convinced that, with Mr. Robin* son, the weather was a very copious sub- -'What, going so soon, doctor? No more company here to-night, think ? Dull business, doctor, to sit alone one of these long tedious evenings. Always want somebody to talk with ; man wasn't made to be alone, you know." an ass." "Do you buy tied pens V' asked one individual of another. "No, I steal bought ones," wis the Jacc-abeut rsply. That seemed lo settle the business : the