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i PITTSTON MB GAZETTE mb Milium Aftmian mm. • «MK?f i Ws# v 51 BMIq 36riBfipQpr«(BfoaWl ta $ms, litfrntuir, |Sditto, flit ftlrrranfift, Jffiuing, ftlrrjjnnirnl, nnir Slgrirultural Mtm\s nf \\)t £autitri|, Slmustmenf, Jlirjinrt K PITTSTON, PENNA., FRIDAY. PTEMBER 13, 1850. VOLUME l.-NUMBER 7. $2.00 PElt ANNUM. king his head sadly, " that he cannot live till morning." A Battle With Bloodhounds o( crystal water, in which we were waist deep. We took the banft at tlDe lower end, on the same sido j and striking back into the timber, kept on parallel to the coutse of the stream. We did not go far away from the water, lest we might be again to repeat the ruse. upwards, we could see their white fangs, and the red blood that had baited them clotted along their jaws. Another crack from Lincoln's rifle,and the foremost hound tumbled back dowrr the gorge. The Falls of St. Anthony. never be like their mother. I've a ribton of her's, that she used to wear around her slender waist, and I bribed her brother to steal it for me, with the loan of mjr fowling piece ; and when it rains, and I feel sentimental, I take it out of my writing de»k and look at it awhile, I think I» will throw it into the fire—but I don't though, and there it is yet in the secret drawer of my mother's picture, with the last lock of my own hair. They make capital wigs now, by the way ; nobody seems to suspect that my curls are not of the natural crop. Lucy used to say my hair was beautiful, "and I'm almost certain she cut off a lock once, when 1 was asleep on the sofa. I wonder if she has lost any of her splendid teeth; mine have stoocfit pretty well, but they are going. Parmly, the dentist, said hers would last a long time, and he ought to know. I must go and get him to make me a "couple of new ones. THE The following thrilling story is extracted from Lieut. Mayne Reid's "Rifle Rangers." This gallant and distinguished officer served with great credit to himself and to his country in the war with Mexico, where, if we recollect aright, he was severely wounded. He is represented as a high minded, though somewhat ardent and impetuous young man, possessed of the most indomitable bravery. During the war between Austria and Hungary, he enlisted as a volunteer to fight for the patriotic Hungarians, and was only prevented from going to their aid, by the intelligence, reccived as he was about embarking fronj New York, tliat their heroic struggle for liberty had terminated through the trcachcry of Gen. Gorgey. In reading the following graphic sketch, it should be understood thAt Lieut, (then Captain) Reid, together with some privates of whom he was commander had been taken prisoner by the Mexicans. rAll had escaped, and after running until night, they lay down to sleep :— The falls of St. Anthony are on the Mississippi river in Minnesota, two thousand miles from its mouth, and some three hundred miles from its source. The river before it leaves the barrier of St. Anthony, has an almost unruffled (low nearly the whole distance from its source, through a fiir-extending prairie. Here it hastens down 8n inclined plane about one fourth of tt mile in extent, to a level forty-five feet below the upper stream. Midway the rapids, the entire volume of water is precipitated sixteen and a half feet over a shelving rock which extends nearly from shore to shore. Near the eastern shore, an island which divides the stream to the top of the rapids, occupies a similar position to Goat Island in Niagara. The fall has a horse sljoe shape, almost perfecting the similarity of St. Anthony to Niagara. But the similarity is rendered still more striking by a scene behind a section of the falls to which there "And I have been lying idle here !" I exclaimed with remorse. "Lead me to PRINTED AND POIllSHED WEEKLY BY O. JI. Iticliarl 8 I*, s. Pliillip»- Offict It'eU si lt of min Street, rcrond S'ory of the » Long Store " of Wuner if- Wood. " He is delerious, but at the intervals of lunacy he asks for you, sir," and as the man spoke, we stood beside the bed of the dying boy. him." "Twojrubbed out," cried the hunter,and at the same moment I saw him fling his rifle to the ground. Tin; 'Gazette" is published every Friday, at Two Dollar* per annum. Two Dollars and Fifty l Cents will be charged if not paid within the year. No paper wiil be discontinued until all arrearages ar« paid. Advertisements arc inserted conspicuously at One Dolus per square of fourteen lines for three insertions; and T\vk.\ i y-*'I vk Cents additional for every subsequent insertion. A liberal deduction to those who advertise for six months or the whole year. » Job Work.—We have connected with our establishment u well selected assortment of Job Type, which w ill enable us to execute, in the neatest style, every variety of printing. Being practical printers ourselves, we can afford to do 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. All this time the yelping of the bloodhounds, had been ringing in our ears. Suddenly it ceased. D The hounds kept the trail no longer.— Th«ir quarry was before them; their howling ended, and they sprang upon us with the silence of assassins. The next moment wo were mingled together—dogs and men —in the fearful struggle of life and death! I know not how long this strange encounter lasted. I felt myself grappling with the tawny monster*, and hurling them over the cliff. They sprang at my throat, and 1 threw out my arms, thrusting them fear, lessly between the shining rows of teeth. Then I was free again, and seizing fflegor tail, or the loose flaps of the neck, I dragged a savage brute towards the brink, and summoning all my strength, dashed him against the brow, that he might tumble howling over. Once I lost my balance and nearly staggered over the precipice; and, at length, panting, bleeding and exhausted I fell to the earth. I could struggle no longer. I looked around for my comrades. Cayiey and Ruoul had sunk upon the grass, and lay torn and bleeding. Lincoln and Ceane, holding a hound,were balancing him over the bluif. The sufferer did not lie in his hnmmock, as it was hung in the very midst of the crew, and the close air around it was so stifling, that he had been carried under the open hatchway, and laid there in a little open space of about four foot square.— From the sound of the ripples, I judged the vessel was in motion, while the clcar, calm blue sky, seen through ihc opening overhead, and dotted wiih myriads of stars, betokened that the fog had broken away. How calmly it smiled down on the wan face of the dying boy. Occasionally a light current of wind—oh! how deliriously cool in that pent up hold—eddied down the hatchway, and lifted the dark chesnut locks of the sufferer, as, with his head reposing on the lap of an old veteran, he lay in an unquiet slumber. His shirt collar was unbuttoned, and his childish bosom, as white as that of a girl, was open and exposed. lie breathed quick and heavily.— The wound, of which ho was dying, had been intensely painful, but within the last half hour had somewhat lulled, though even now his thin fingers tightly grasped the bed clothes, as if he suffered the greatest " They have reached the water," said Clayley. " No," rejoined Lincoln, stopping a moment to listen, " they're a chewin them bones." "There, again," cried one, as their voices rang down the glen, in a chorus of the whole pack. The next minute the dogs were mute a second time speaking at intervals in a fierce growl that told us they were at fault. Beyond an occasional bark, we heard nothing of the bloodhounds until we had gained at least two miles down the stream. We began to think we had baffled them in earnest, when Lincoln, who had kept in the rear, was seen to throw himself flat upon the grass. We all stop, ped, and looked at him with breathless anxiety. It was but a minute. Rising up, with a reckless air, he struck his rifle fiercely upon the ground, exclaiming: What shall I do with myself to-day ?— I've given up business and made money enough to last me my time. I've no one to leave it to when I'm gone. Where's the use of going on adding dollars, unless one has children to set up ? Nine marriages in the paper to-day ! Nine husbands and nine wives created since yesterday morning. I dare say they'll all have sprouts— say four apiece on the average ; that * thirtv-six little mouths to be stuffed with bread and butter, and seventy-two little feet to buy shoes for, and two hundred and eighty little fingers to wash and keep clean! No fool of a job that for nine papas and nine mammas. I was also fond of children. From the Tribune. Tlie Wreck. is an entrance on the west side. Tin! warning surf is beating on the strand— It was daylight when 1 awoke—broad daylight. My companicns, all butClayley) were already astir, and had kindled a fire with a species of wood known to Raoul, that produced hardly any smoke. They were preparing breakfast. On a limbclose by, hung the hideous, human-like carcass of an iguana, still writhing. Raoul was whetting a knife to skin it, while Lincoln was at some distance carefully reloading his riflo The Irishman lay upon the grass peeling bananas and roasting them over the fire. One finds himself suddenly in a chamber nearly a hundred feet in length, and its width corresponding to the shape of an arc or circle, the width of the arc being about fifteen or twenty feet, and the elevation about twenty feet; on the bank side is a wall of shelving rock, leaning fearfully forward; overhead is a ledge over which the river is pouring; and in front is the grand curtain of water, falling in an unbroken sheet with a roar that might well be compared to Nature's pass. Contrasted with this exhibition the most superb melodrama appears but insignificant.The lieediul fisherman has nought I he shore— The sea bird, scrcaming,skims along the hind And leaves the ocean to its surly roar! Now, do thy worst, thou dark and maddening main; We gi*e the tempe»l nnd the nigiit t» thee; Their angry «urgc« rim: and rave in vain, For we are safe uiwn llio anchored lea. " Swamp them hounds, the're arfer us agin!" By one impulse, we all rushed back to the creek ; and scrambling on the rocks, plunged into the water and commenced wading down. A sudden excla. mation burst from Raoul, in the advance. We soon learnt the cause, and to our dismay—we had struck the water at a point where the stream cannoned! On each side rose a frowning precipice, straight as a wall. Between these, the black torrent*, rushed through a channel only a few feet in width, so swiftly that, had we attempted to desccnd by swimming, we should have been dashed to death against the rocks below. To reach the stream farther down it would be necessary to make a circuit of miles; and the hounds would be on our heels before we could gnin three hundred yards. We looked at each other and at Lincoln—all panting and pale. D We love to hear old Mian's stormy rail; We moC lt the scowling tempest's fitful roar— But, hark! wild fcrcams come wafted on the gnle ! Oil, Heaven—a wreck—n'wreck is on the shore! "Now, Murter," cried the hunter, " giv him a goed heist, and see if we kin pitch him clar ontother side; hee-woop—hoo!" Ah, who bliall dure to tell that fearful tale— agony The erics for help—where help, alas was vain j The rhildVlmid plaint, and woman'* »olDbing wail A battle-stained and gray, haired seaman stood beside him, holding a dull lantern in his hand and gnzing sorrowfully down upon the sufferer. The surgeon knelt with his finger on the boy's pulse. As 1 approached they all looked up. The veteran who held him shook his head, and would have spoken, but the tears gathered too chokingly in his eyes. And with his ejaculation, the kioking animal was launched into the air. I could not resist looking after. The yellow body bounded from the face of the opposite clilT, and fell with a heavy splash, into the water below. He was the last of the pack ! And man's U»t g.i*p amid the surging main. The iguana was soon skinned and broiled ; and wo' commenced eating, all of us with good appetites. There is a new married couple moved into the house over the way, on purpose to plague me, I do believe ; they seem to be very fond of each other, and very happy. There a gig comes to the door every after, noon, and he hands his wife so carefully, and she smiles at him so brightly as they drive off, but I'm almost tempted to wish they might break their neoks before they get back. That's a nice looking girl that has come to'istay with them during the honeympon; she's the bride's sister or something else I dare say ; „the prettiest foot and most roguish eyes I've ever seen except Lucy Smith's. I wonder if she'« engaged to be married ? I don't see any suspicious-looking young man come to the door, and . But what the deuoe is it to me whether she is or not 1 I'm au old bachelor, and must go down to the grave without leaving anybody to ery for me. I should like, though, to see the girl nearer; it is easy enough to get introduced into the house, and though I'm too old to marry, there's no reason that I know of why an old fellow like mc should'nt do the polite thing to a new cemer in the neighborhood. I've a new coat coining home, that my artist says will make me look fifteen years younger—rathor impertinent by the way. And I'm not so amazingly old after all.—— When I sat down to breakfast I felt rather bluish and thought myself quite a Methusaleh. Poll, no such thing. I can walk as briskly as ever—almost, I 'can ride, sing, dan—, no, I' better leave out the dancing; but what of that ? I'm a good-looking middle aged man, tired of living alone, but hang me but I'll make one more try for the ring if I die for it. There's a pretty girl over the way, and I'll send over a basket of grapes with my compliments. urn, anil onjlio.briny sand, \re mingled planks unci uicrchandiacs rare, lliered round a pale and shivering band, The hydraulic power of tho fulls is easily available for mechanical purposes.— Above the perpendicular descent a dam extends from (he eastern shore to the island, lu the pit immediately below the dam is a mill with several saws in operation.— The slack water above the dam is a deposit for logs—the islands with the dam forming a perfect boom. jlnd g " Be Saint Patrick," said Chane, " this bates frog atin all hollow. It's little meself dhrumed, in the old sod, hearing of them niggers in furrin parts, that I'd be turning kanncbawl myself some day !" very nun of de»pair, Ami there, within tlie (well of yonder wave, A lillv hand and tresK j il.trk and free, Seem *ofll_v beck ning— yet a silent grave J Is all that iheau will over ask of thee. Our Country. The political agitations, says the " Two Worlds," which have of late shaken to their centre the social, as well as the financial systems of nations on the European continent, have been unfelt by us. We are out of reach of these convulsive movements whioh have sprung up from the new discovery which men have made of their rights, and their determination to assert them. For we as a people happily enjoy a free constitution, and it is so firmly seated in our hearts that it ean fear no essential change, and can defy the assaults of time. While the nations abroad, priest ridden, subjected to heavy taxes to support standing armies and to maintain expensive courts, are ground to the dust—while they groan under the tyranny and abuses of the old feudal system, and oppressive monopolies, and are just waking up to a sense of their misery and degredation, America pre. rents to the world a magnificent spectacle of human happiness. She has been the pioneer to liberty in modern times. Well may she be respected abroad, for she has won renown by her arms, and shown wisdom, firmness, and constancy in the support of the great principles of freedom.— She is burthencd by no national debt,which desolating wars have entailed upon the older governments of Europe. No rich company of merchants can dictate by arbitrary laws with what nation you may trade, what commodities you may import, but all the seas are covered with our ships; every privilege, civil, political and social is enjoyed alike by all. There can be no destitution, for the field of labor is an exhaustless one ; there can be no ignorance, for the spread of education is coextensive with our territorial limits ; there can be no discontent for we can pass on from one region and climate to another till we reach the western ocean—the shores of the Pacific with their golden promise are our own. There may seem to be radical difference and changes in the constitutions of the respective states, but there is an (Bgis that protects thehi all—it is the broad principle of freedom.sy mbol ized by the proud bannerj that floats upon their walls. The country may suffer at times from commercial reactions, there may be a temporary stagnation in agricultural or manufacturing industry, the political horizon at home may be lowering, but her resources afe infinite, the elements of prosperity and umotmre widely sown, scenes of renewed growth and vigor will soon reappear, and the bow of promise will be more bright than ever, as the troubled waters subside. Views like these should inspire every American with a love of his country, a pride in her advancing greatness, a glory in her noble institutions: but above all, with a deep and fervent spirit of gratitude to Divine Providence for having cast his lot in a land, hallowed by the blessings of plenty, security and peace. An infant sleeps on thiC low jD Wiled swell; Oh ! where its moth**1! usk the unheeding wave It parted the® ; nnd will it deign to teH Tho tiwful aeerct of the voiccleM ' 7 The surgeon said— "Don't you liko it, Murtagh ?" asked Raoul jocously. "lie is going fast;—poor little fellow— do you see this ?" as he spoke, he lifted up a rich gold locket whiuh had lain upon the boy's breast. " lie has seen better days." "Oh, indeed, yes ; its better than an empty bird basket; but ifyez could only taste a small trifle ov a Wicklow ham this morning, and a smilin pratie, inside ov this brown Nor is the immense power unappropriated located. From a point twenty miles above the falls, a vast tract of country extends away upon the tributaries of the Mississippi, covered with excellent pine. .This region of pine is easily accessible and for many years will b» the principle sourco of the revenue of the territory. Vet, whero'is sh#, that spirit bold and high, Whoso mystic spoil upon the. world was cast 1 Shall tlic stirn sea our yearning hopes defy, ,411c]. keep its seal unbroken t» the last 1 I could not answer, for my heart was full—here was the being to whom a few hours before I had owed my life—a poor, slight, unprotected child—lying before me, with death already written on his brow— and yet 1 had never sought him out after the conflict. IIow bitterly my heart reproached me at that hour. They noticed my agitation, and his old friend—the seaman that held his head, said sadly— soap yez," "Slumped at last!" cried the hunter, gritting his teeth with fury. Shall death and silence o'er her image fall, While mournful fancy in some hidden enve, Scoops a lone bed, and weaves a coral pall, And pours a requiem o'er the nameless grave 1 "Hist!" said Lincoln, starting sudden, ly, and holding the bit half way to his mouth. " No," I shouted, a thought at that moment flashing upon me. " Follow me comrads. We'll fight the bloodhounds on the "What is it ?" I asked Pence to the dead ! the agonizing hour Which r»'nt_llie' ties of mother, husband, wife— Spent the last shaft of fate's rcUritlo [»»•', .ImJ gave Her spirit tllierty and life. " I'll tell ycr, in a tqinit, CapW The hunter waved his hand to enjoin silence, and striding to the edge of tho glade, fell flat on the ground. We knew that he was listening, and waited lor the result. We had not long to wait, for he had scarce brought his ear in contact with the earth, when he sprang suddenly up again exclaiming : cliff." 1 pointed upwards. A yell from Lincoln announced his approval. Again. St. Anthony will soon become a place of manufactures. It will furnish with articles of husbandry, and many other articles that come in their train, an area of five hundred miles, nearly the same distance west, and may eventually supply the neighboring States south with fabrics for clothing. With those she loved on earth she sought the sky How meet for her was such a destiny ! So dark- for death was ocean's stern ally ; So bright—for Heaven crowned the victory ! New-York, Aug. I, 1H50 S. G. G, " Ilooray ! " he cried leaping upon the ban;;, " that idee's just like yer, Cap. Iloorray ! Now boys, for the bluff." " Poor little Dick—you'll never see the shore you have wished for so long. But there'll be more than one, when your log's out," he spoke *Dwith emotion—il to mourn Next moment we were starting up the gorge that led to the prccipice. And the next wc had reached the higest point, where the cliff by a bold projection butted over the stream. There was a level platform, covered with tufted grass, and upon this we took our stand. We stood for some moments gathering breath, and nerving our. selves for the desperate struggle. A Touching Bkotch, over you." MSI, Suddenly the little fellow opened his eyes utid looked vacantly around. " Hounds trailiu' us, by G—d !" South west, and for many miles north and east of the fulls, is one of the most delightful agricultural regions of the Mississippi valley. The soil is similar to that of Wisconsin. It produces the small grains and roots in greater perfection than Illi- It was seldom that Lincoln uttered an oath, and when he did there was something awful in his manner. He wore a despair, ing look too, unusual to the hold character of his features. This, with the appalling statement, acted on us like a galvanic shock ; and, by one impulse, we leaped from tho fire and threw ourselves flat upon the grass. Not a word was spoken, as we strained our ears to listen. At first, we could distinguish a low moaning sound like the hum of a wild bee ; it seemed to coine out of the earth. " He faded, yet so calmly meek, So gently wan, «o sweetly weak." " Has become yet?" he asked in a low voice. " Why don't he come f" The bustle of the fight was over; the prisoners hud been secured, and the decks washed down, the watch piped, and the schooner had once more relapsed into midnight tjuict and repose. I sought my hammock and soon fell asleep. But my slumbers were disturbed by wild dreams, which, like the visions of a fever, agitated and unnerved me ; the last strife, the hardships of my early life and a thousand other things mingled together as figures in a phantasmagoria. Suddenly a hand was laid upon nyr shoulder, and starting up 1 beheld the surgeon's mate. " I am here," said I, taking the little fel low's hand, " don't you know me Dick ?" He smiled faintly in my fuce said— He then 1 could not help looking over the precipice. *It was a fearful sight. Below,—in a verticle line, two hundred feet below— the stream, rushing through the canon, broke upon a bed of sharp, jagged rocks, and then glided on in seething, snow-white foam. There was no object between the and the water; no jutting ledge—not even' a tree to break the fall—but the spikey boulders below, and the foaming torrent tluft washed them! It was some minutes before our unnatural enemies made their appearance, but every howl sounded nearer and nearer. Our trail was warm, anil we knew they were scenting it on a run. At length the bushes cracked, and we could see their white breasts gleaming through the leaves. A few more springs and the foremost bloodhound bounded out nois. When wc consider the immense hydraulic power of these falls, with the almost exhaustless resource of excellent pine lumber on the tributaries of the river above the falls, on the unsurpassed capabilities of the soil for agricultural purposes each way, for hundreds of miles, the natural beauties of the country, and the healthiness of the climate, why may we not regard St. Anthony as one of tho most important points on the American continent. " You have been kind to me, sir—kinder than most people are to a poor orphan boy. I have no way to show my gratitude —unless you will take the bible you will find in my trunk. It's a small offering, I know, but it's all [ have." I burst into tears: he resumed— After a little, it grew louder and sharp, er then it ended in a yelp, and ceased altogether. After a short interval, it began afresh, this time still clearer; and then the yelp, loud, sharp and vengeful.—There was no mistaking that sound. It was the bark of a Spanish bloodhound! We sprang-up simultaneously, looking around for weapons, and then staring at each other with an expression of despair. Th« rifle and two case knives were all the weapons wo had. " Doctor, I am dying, ain't 11" said the little fellow, " for my sight grows dim.— God bless you. Mr. Danferth." True as Preaching'. A colored clergyman prcaching recently to a black audience, at the South, said : " I spose, indeed I s'pect dat de reason de Lord mado us brack men* was, 'cause ho fise all de white men up 'fore lie got to de brack man, and lie had to make him brack. Out dat don't make 110 odds, my bredren ; de Lord look arter brack men, too. Don't de scripture say dat two spnrrer hawks am sold for a farden and dat not one ob" 'em shall fall 'pon de ground widout der farder? Well, den, my bredren, if your hebbenly farder cure so much for a sparrer hawk, when you can buy two ob dem for a farden, how berry -much more he ' care for you, dat am wutli six or seben hundred dollars a piece !" If that argument isn't a colored nbn sequiter,we never saw a colored non se^uiter.—Knicker- " Little Dick, sir, is dying," he said " Can I do nothing for you, Dick ?" said I; " you saved my life. I would coin my blood to save yours." At once I sprang front my hammock.— Little Dick was a sort of protege of mine. He was a pale, delicate child, said to be an orphan and used to gentle nurture ; and from the first hour 1 joined the schooner, my heart yearned towards him, for I too had once been friendless and alone in the world. He had often talked to mc in confidence of his mother, whose memory he regarded with holy reverence, while to the other boys of the ship, he had little to say; for they were rude and coarse, he, delicate and sensitive. Often, when they jeered him for his melancholy, he would go apart by himself and weep. He never complained of his lot, though his companions imposed upon him continually. Poor lad ! his heart was in the grave with his lost pa- A Bachelor's Reverie at the Age of Fifty. Fifty to-day ! Fifty ; littlo chance now of having a wife and a household of "little responsibilities," as Fanny Wright calls them. Heigho! I'm getting to be—not a middle-aged gentleman, for I have been that any time the last ten years—no, I'm a gentleman decling in years, and may advertise tor a Housekeeper without giving a handle to scandal to make free with my character. Twenty-fivo years ago, and I should have affronted the man who foretold this; that I should be sitting this day in an arm chair, newspaper in hand, breakfast before me, foot on a cushion, and only one cup and two eggs on the table. Newspapers are stupid things; I'd much rather chat over my morning meal. Why the deuce am I not married 1 N»body makes tea fit to drink now, and the tea comes up to me hot. What capital tea Lucy Smith used to make. Poor Lucy ; I wonder what made me think of fier ? People said Lucy and I would certainly make a match, and so we should, I suspect, if it hadn't been for that oursed cousin of hers. I'm sure she would have married me if I had asked her; but I kept putting it off day after day, and he out me out, and be hanged to him. 1 was a young gentleman, then, and thought I could marry whenever 1 liked. went away to the west and got rich; he's member of Congress, and she has grown fat, and rides about in her carriage, with two or three grown up daughters— pretty girls, too, 1 am told, but they will " I have nothing to ask—I don't want to live—only, if it is possible, let me be buried by my mother—you'll find thejiame of the place, and all about it in my trunk." " Anything, everything, my poor lad !" I answered, chokingly. upon the bank, and throwing up his broad jaws, uttered a hideous " growl." He was at fault where we had entered the water. His comrades now dashed out of the thicket, and joining in the chorus of disappointment, scattered among the stones. An old dog—soar red and cunning—kept along the bank until he reached the top of the canon. This was where we had made our crossing. Here the hound entered the channel, and springing from rock to rock, reached the point where we had dragged ourselves out of the water. A short yelp announced to his comrades that he had lifted the scent; and they oil threw up their noses and came galloping down. There was a swift current between two boulders of bassalt. We had leaped this. The old dog reached it, and stood straining upon the spring, when Lincoln fired, and the hound, with one short " wough," dropped in upon his head and was carried oil* like a flash. " What's to be done 1 oried one, and all eyes were turned upon Lincoln. The little fellow smiled faintly—it was like an angel's smile—but he did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the stars flickering in that patch of blue sky overhead. His mind wandered. The hunter stood motionless, clutching his rifle and looking to the ground. " IIow fur's the crick, Howl ?" he asked after a pause. " Not two hundred yards; this way it " It's a long way up there, but there are bright angels among them. Mother used to say that I should meet her there. IIow near they come, and I see sweet faces smiling on me from among them. Hark! is that music ?" and lifting his finger, he seemed listening for a moment. He fell back, and the old veteran burst into tears —the child was dead. Did he indeed hear angels' voices?—God grant it.-—National Intelligencer. lies," " I kin, see no other chance, Cap'n than ter take the water; we may bamfoozle the hounds a bit, if there's good wadin." bocker, rents Nor I I had thought of the same I'- *ve would onjoy ourselves, we must :uke the world as it is—mix up a tljpusand »|KDts of sunslane--a cloud here and there—a bright sky—a storm to-day— a calm tomorrow—the chill, piercing winds of autumn ; and the blaiid, reviving I took a strange interest-in him, and had lightened his task as much as possible.— During the late fight I had owed my life to him, for he rushed in just as a sabre stroke was levelled at me, and by interposing his feeble cutlass had averted the deadly blow. In the hurrry and confusion since, I had quite forgotten to inquire whether lie was hurt, though at the time, 1 had inwardly resolved to exert all my iuiiuenee to procure him a midshipman's warrant in requital for his service. It tvas with a pang of reproachful agony, therefore, that 1 leaped to my feet. plan." If we had bowies, we moutos fite the dogs where we ir but yer see we ain't j an' I kin tell by their growl thar ain't less nor a dozen." air of summer. "It's no use to remain here, lead us to the creek, Raoul!" and following the Frenchman, we dashed recklessly through the thicket. On reaching the stream, we plunged in. It was one of thoso mountain torrents—common in Mexico—spots of still water, alternating with cascades, that dash and foam over shapeless ma pes of amyegdaloidal basalt. We waded through the first pool; and then, clambering among the rocks, entered a secoud. This was a good stretch, a hundred yards or mor?, of OO" " Well, Pat, my good fellow, said a victorious general to a brave son of lirin, after a battle, and what did you do to help us gain this victory 1" OCT "Laziness," sa s a Western editor, " grows u|)on people. It begins in cobwebs and ends in fchaitis." "Counts one less to pitch over," said the hunter, hastily reloading his rifle. w - — aw*. (K7~ Cheerfulness, temperance, and rest, shut the door against the Physician. " Do ?" replied Pat, " may it please your honor I walked up boldly to one of the inemy and cutoff his feet." 0ir A queer remark was made by an urchin of five years, who had lost a sister by death, to » neighbor attending the funeral. "What are you crying for?" said ihe little fell8w to the lattei1, who was weeping, " it's none of your funeral!" Without appearing to notice the strange conduct of their leader, the others crossed in a string, and striking the warm t»tt, came yelling up the pass. It Was a grassy slope—such as ifc often seen between two tables of a cliff—and as the dogs strained '• But why didn't you cut off his head V asked the general. (8~ The word " Eternity" appears but four times in the Bible, " My God !" I exclaimed : " You don't mean it?—He is not dying?"* " An, an, faith that was off already ?" replied Pat. ECS" " Short visits are the bent,'' as the flv said when h" lit on the Move. I f'-ar. sir j'li'l 4h» messenger, oha
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Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 1 Number 7, September 13, 1850 |
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Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 1 Number 7, September 13, 1850 |
Volume | 1 |
Issue | 7 |
Subject | Pittston Gazette newspaper |
Description | The collection contains the archive of the Pittston Gazette, a northeastern Pennsylvania newspaper published from 1850 through 1965. This archive spans 1850-1907 and is significant to genealogists and historians focused on northeastern Pennsylvania. |
Publisher | Pittston Gazette |
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Date | 1850-09-13 |
Location Covered | United States; Pennsylvania; Luzerne County; Pittston |
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Full Text | i PITTSTON MB GAZETTE mb Milium Aftmian mm. • «MK?f i Ws# v 51 BMIq 36riBfipQpr«(BfoaWl ta $ms, litfrntuir, |Sditto, flit ftlrrranfift, Jffiuing, ftlrrjjnnirnl, nnir Slgrirultural Mtm\s nf \\)t £autitri|, Slmustmenf, Jlirjinrt K PITTSTON, PENNA., FRIDAY. PTEMBER 13, 1850. VOLUME l.-NUMBER 7. $2.00 PElt ANNUM. king his head sadly, " that he cannot live till morning." A Battle With Bloodhounds o( crystal water, in which we were waist deep. We took the banft at tlDe lower end, on the same sido j and striking back into the timber, kept on parallel to the coutse of the stream. We did not go far away from the water, lest we might be again to repeat the ruse. upwards, we could see their white fangs, and the red blood that had baited them clotted along their jaws. Another crack from Lincoln's rifle,and the foremost hound tumbled back dowrr the gorge. The Falls of St. Anthony. never be like their mother. I've a ribton of her's, that she used to wear around her slender waist, and I bribed her brother to steal it for me, with the loan of mjr fowling piece ; and when it rains, and I feel sentimental, I take it out of my writing de»k and look at it awhile, I think I» will throw it into the fire—but I don't though, and there it is yet in the secret drawer of my mother's picture, with the last lock of my own hair. They make capital wigs now, by the way ; nobody seems to suspect that my curls are not of the natural crop. Lucy used to say my hair was beautiful, "and I'm almost certain she cut off a lock once, when 1 was asleep on the sofa. I wonder if she has lost any of her splendid teeth; mine have stoocfit pretty well, but they are going. Parmly, the dentist, said hers would last a long time, and he ought to know. I must go and get him to make me a "couple of new ones. THE The following thrilling story is extracted from Lieut. Mayne Reid's "Rifle Rangers." This gallant and distinguished officer served with great credit to himself and to his country in the war with Mexico, where, if we recollect aright, he was severely wounded. He is represented as a high minded, though somewhat ardent and impetuous young man, possessed of the most indomitable bravery. During the war between Austria and Hungary, he enlisted as a volunteer to fight for the patriotic Hungarians, and was only prevented from going to their aid, by the intelligence, reccived as he was about embarking fronj New York, tliat their heroic struggle for liberty had terminated through the trcachcry of Gen. Gorgey. In reading the following graphic sketch, it should be understood thAt Lieut, (then Captain) Reid, together with some privates of whom he was commander had been taken prisoner by the Mexicans. rAll had escaped, and after running until night, they lay down to sleep :— The falls of St. Anthony are on the Mississippi river in Minnesota, two thousand miles from its mouth, and some three hundred miles from its source. The river before it leaves the barrier of St. Anthony, has an almost unruffled (low nearly the whole distance from its source, through a fiir-extending prairie. Here it hastens down 8n inclined plane about one fourth of tt mile in extent, to a level forty-five feet below the upper stream. Midway the rapids, the entire volume of water is precipitated sixteen and a half feet over a shelving rock which extends nearly from shore to shore. Near the eastern shore, an island which divides the stream to the top of the rapids, occupies a similar position to Goat Island in Niagara. The fall has a horse sljoe shape, almost perfecting the similarity of St. Anthony to Niagara. But the similarity is rendered still more striking by a scene behind a section of the falls to which there "And I have been lying idle here !" I exclaimed with remorse. "Lead me to PRINTED AND POIllSHED WEEKLY BY O. JI. Iticliarl 8 I*, s. Pliillip»- Offict It'eU si lt of min Street, rcrond S'ory of the » Long Store " of Wuner if- Wood. " He is delerious, but at the intervals of lunacy he asks for you, sir," and as the man spoke, we stood beside the bed of the dying boy. him." "Twojrubbed out," cried the hunter,and at the same moment I saw him fling his rifle to the ground. Tin; 'Gazette" is published every Friday, at Two Dollar* per annum. Two Dollars and Fifty l Cents will be charged if not paid within the year. No paper wiil be discontinued until all arrearages ar« paid. Advertisements arc inserted conspicuously at One Dolus per square of fourteen lines for three insertions; and T\vk.\ i y-*'I vk Cents additional for every subsequent insertion. A liberal deduction to those who advertise for six months or the whole year. » Job Work.—We have connected with our establishment u well selected assortment of Job Type, which w ill enable us to execute, in the neatest style, every variety of printing. Being practical printers ourselves, we can afford to do 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. All this time the yelping of the bloodhounds, had been ringing in our ears. Suddenly it ceased. D The hounds kept the trail no longer.— Th«ir quarry was before them; their howling ended, and they sprang upon us with the silence of assassins. The next moment wo were mingled together—dogs and men —in the fearful struggle of life and death! I know not how long this strange encounter lasted. I felt myself grappling with the tawny monster*, and hurling them over the cliff. They sprang at my throat, and 1 threw out my arms, thrusting them fear, lessly between the shining rows of teeth. Then I was free again, and seizing fflegor tail, or the loose flaps of the neck, I dragged a savage brute towards the brink, and summoning all my strength, dashed him against the brow, that he might tumble howling over. Once I lost my balance and nearly staggered over the precipice; and, at length, panting, bleeding and exhausted I fell to the earth. I could struggle no longer. I looked around for my comrades. Cayiey and Ruoul had sunk upon the grass, and lay torn and bleeding. Lincoln and Ceane, holding a hound,were balancing him over the bluif. The sufferer did not lie in his hnmmock, as it was hung in the very midst of the crew, and the close air around it was so stifling, that he had been carried under the open hatchway, and laid there in a little open space of about four foot square.— From the sound of the ripples, I judged the vessel was in motion, while the clcar, calm blue sky, seen through ihc opening overhead, and dotted wiih myriads of stars, betokened that the fog had broken away. How calmly it smiled down on the wan face of the dying boy. Occasionally a light current of wind—oh! how deliriously cool in that pent up hold—eddied down the hatchway, and lifted the dark chesnut locks of the sufferer, as, with his head reposing on the lap of an old veteran, he lay in an unquiet slumber. His shirt collar was unbuttoned, and his childish bosom, as white as that of a girl, was open and exposed. lie breathed quick and heavily.— The wound, of which ho was dying, had been intensely painful, but within the last half hour had somewhat lulled, though even now his thin fingers tightly grasped the bed clothes, as if he suffered the greatest " They have reached the water," said Clayley. " No," rejoined Lincoln, stopping a moment to listen, " they're a chewin them bones." "There, again," cried one, as their voices rang down the glen, in a chorus of the whole pack. The next minute the dogs were mute a second time speaking at intervals in a fierce growl that told us they were at fault. Beyond an occasional bark, we heard nothing of the bloodhounds until we had gained at least two miles down the stream. We began to think we had baffled them in earnest, when Lincoln, who had kept in the rear, was seen to throw himself flat upon the grass. We all stop, ped, and looked at him with breathless anxiety. It was but a minute. Rising up, with a reckless air, he struck his rifle fiercely upon the ground, exclaiming: What shall I do with myself to-day ?— I've given up business and made money enough to last me my time. I've no one to leave it to when I'm gone. Where's the use of going on adding dollars, unless one has children to set up ? Nine marriages in the paper to-day ! Nine husbands and nine wives created since yesterday morning. I dare say they'll all have sprouts— say four apiece on the average ; that * thirtv-six little mouths to be stuffed with bread and butter, and seventy-two little feet to buy shoes for, and two hundred and eighty little fingers to wash and keep clean! No fool of a job that for nine papas and nine mammas. I was also fond of children. From the Tribune. Tlie Wreck. is an entrance on the west side. Tin! warning surf is beating on the strand— It was daylight when 1 awoke—broad daylight. My companicns, all butClayley) were already astir, and had kindled a fire with a species of wood known to Raoul, that produced hardly any smoke. They were preparing breakfast. On a limbclose by, hung the hideous, human-like carcass of an iguana, still writhing. Raoul was whetting a knife to skin it, while Lincoln was at some distance carefully reloading his riflo The Irishman lay upon the grass peeling bananas and roasting them over the fire. One finds himself suddenly in a chamber nearly a hundred feet in length, and its width corresponding to the shape of an arc or circle, the width of the arc being about fifteen or twenty feet, and the elevation about twenty feet; on the bank side is a wall of shelving rock, leaning fearfully forward; overhead is a ledge over which the river is pouring; and in front is the grand curtain of water, falling in an unbroken sheet with a roar that might well be compared to Nature's pass. Contrasted with this exhibition the most superb melodrama appears but insignificant.The lieediul fisherman has nought I he shore— The sea bird, scrcaming,skims along the hind And leaves the ocean to its surly roar! Now, do thy worst, thou dark and maddening main; We gi*e the tempe»l nnd the nigiit t» thee; Their angry «urgc« rim: and rave in vain, For we are safe uiwn llio anchored lea. " Swamp them hounds, the're arfer us agin!" By one impulse, we all rushed back to the creek ; and scrambling on the rocks, plunged into the water and commenced wading down. A sudden excla. mation burst from Raoul, in the advance. We soon learnt the cause, and to our dismay—we had struck the water at a point where the stream cannoned! On each side rose a frowning precipice, straight as a wall. Between these, the black torrent*, rushed through a channel only a few feet in width, so swiftly that, had we attempted to desccnd by swimming, we should have been dashed to death against the rocks below. To reach the stream farther down it would be necessary to make a circuit of miles; and the hounds would be on our heels before we could gnin three hundred yards. We looked at each other and at Lincoln—all panting and pale. D We love to hear old Mian's stormy rail; We moC lt the scowling tempest's fitful roar— But, hark! wild fcrcams come wafted on the gnle ! Oil, Heaven—a wreck—n'wreck is on the shore! "Now, Murter," cried the hunter, " giv him a goed heist, and see if we kin pitch him clar ontother side; hee-woop—hoo!" Ah, who bliall dure to tell that fearful tale— agony The erics for help—where help, alas was vain j The rhildVlmid plaint, and woman'* »olDbing wail A battle-stained and gray, haired seaman stood beside him, holding a dull lantern in his hand and gnzing sorrowfully down upon the sufferer. The surgeon knelt with his finger on the boy's pulse. As 1 approached they all looked up. The veteran who held him shook his head, and would have spoken, but the tears gathered too chokingly in his eyes. And with his ejaculation, the kioking animal was launched into the air. I could not resist looking after. The yellow body bounded from the face of the opposite clilT, and fell with a heavy splash, into the water below. He was the last of the pack ! And man's U»t g.i*p amid the surging main. The iguana was soon skinned and broiled ; and wo' commenced eating, all of us with good appetites. There is a new married couple moved into the house over the way, on purpose to plague me, I do believe ; they seem to be very fond of each other, and very happy. There a gig comes to the door every after, noon, and he hands his wife so carefully, and she smiles at him so brightly as they drive off, but I'm almost tempted to wish they might break their neoks before they get back. That's a nice looking girl that has come to'istay with them during the honeympon; she's the bride's sister or something else I dare say ; „the prettiest foot and most roguish eyes I've ever seen except Lucy Smith's. I wonder if she'« engaged to be married ? I don't see any suspicious-looking young man come to the door, and . But what the deuoe is it to me whether she is or not 1 I'm au old bachelor, and must go down to the grave without leaving anybody to ery for me. I should like, though, to see the girl nearer; it is easy enough to get introduced into the house, and though I'm too old to marry, there's no reason that I know of why an old fellow like mc should'nt do the polite thing to a new cemer in the neighborhood. I've a new coat coining home, that my artist says will make me look fifteen years younger—rathor impertinent by the way. And I'm not so amazingly old after all.—— When I sat down to breakfast I felt rather bluish and thought myself quite a Methusaleh. Poll, no such thing. I can walk as briskly as ever—almost, I 'can ride, sing, dan—, no, I' better leave out the dancing; but what of that ? I'm a good-looking middle aged man, tired of living alone, but hang me but I'll make one more try for the ring if I die for it. There's a pretty girl over the way, and I'll send over a basket of grapes with my compliments. urn, anil onjlio.briny sand, \re mingled planks unci uicrchandiacs rare, lliered round a pale and shivering band, The hydraulic power of tho fulls is easily available for mechanical purposes.— Above the perpendicular descent a dam extends from (he eastern shore to the island, lu the pit immediately below the dam is a mill with several saws in operation.— The slack water above the dam is a deposit for logs—the islands with the dam forming a perfect boom. jlnd g " Be Saint Patrick," said Chane, " this bates frog atin all hollow. It's little meself dhrumed, in the old sod, hearing of them niggers in furrin parts, that I'd be turning kanncbawl myself some day !" very nun of de»pair, Ami there, within tlie (well of yonder wave, A lillv hand and tresK j il.trk and free, Seem *ofll_v beck ning— yet a silent grave J Is all that iheau will over ask of thee. Our Country. The political agitations, says the " Two Worlds," which have of late shaken to their centre the social, as well as the financial systems of nations on the European continent, have been unfelt by us. We are out of reach of these convulsive movements whioh have sprung up from the new discovery which men have made of their rights, and their determination to assert them. For we as a people happily enjoy a free constitution, and it is so firmly seated in our hearts that it ean fear no essential change, and can defy the assaults of time. While the nations abroad, priest ridden, subjected to heavy taxes to support standing armies and to maintain expensive courts, are ground to the dust—while they groan under the tyranny and abuses of the old feudal system, and oppressive monopolies, and are just waking up to a sense of their misery and degredation, America pre. rents to the world a magnificent spectacle of human happiness. She has been the pioneer to liberty in modern times. Well may she be respected abroad, for she has won renown by her arms, and shown wisdom, firmness, and constancy in the support of the great principles of freedom.— She is burthencd by no national debt,which desolating wars have entailed upon the older governments of Europe. No rich company of merchants can dictate by arbitrary laws with what nation you may trade, what commodities you may import, but all the seas are covered with our ships; every privilege, civil, political and social is enjoyed alike by all. There can be no destitution, for the field of labor is an exhaustless one ; there can be no ignorance, for the spread of education is coextensive with our territorial limits ; there can be no discontent for we can pass on from one region and climate to another till we reach the western ocean—the shores of the Pacific with their golden promise are our own. There may seem to be radical difference and changes in the constitutions of the respective states, but there is an (Bgis that protects thehi all—it is the broad principle of freedom.sy mbol ized by the proud bannerj that floats upon their walls. The country may suffer at times from commercial reactions, there may be a temporary stagnation in agricultural or manufacturing industry, the political horizon at home may be lowering, but her resources afe infinite, the elements of prosperity and umotmre widely sown, scenes of renewed growth and vigor will soon reappear, and the bow of promise will be more bright than ever, as the troubled waters subside. Views like these should inspire every American with a love of his country, a pride in her advancing greatness, a glory in her noble institutions: but above all, with a deep and fervent spirit of gratitude to Divine Providence for having cast his lot in a land, hallowed by the blessings of plenty, security and peace. An infant sleeps on thiC low jD Wiled swell; Oh ! where its moth**1! usk the unheeding wave It parted the® ; nnd will it deign to teH Tho tiwful aeerct of the voiccleM ' 7 The surgeon said— "Don't you liko it, Murtagh ?" asked Raoul jocously. "lie is going fast;—poor little fellow— do you see this ?" as he spoke, he lifted up a rich gold locket whiuh had lain upon the boy's breast. " lie has seen better days." "Oh, indeed, yes ; its better than an empty bird basket; but ifyez could only taste a small trifle ov a Wicklow ham this morning, and a smilin pratie, inside ov this brown Nor is the immense power unappropriated located. From a point twenty miles above the falls, a vast tract of country extends away upon the tributaries of the Mississippi, covered with excellent pine. .This region of pine is easily accessible and for many years will b» the principle sourco of the revenue of the territory. Vet, whero'is sh#, that spirit bold and high, Whoso mystic spoil upon the. world was cast 1 Shall tlic stirn sea our yearning hopes defy, ,411c]. keep its seal unbroken t» the last 1 I could not answer, for my heart was full—here was the being to whom a few hours before I had owed my life—a poor, slight, unprotected child—lying before me, with death already written on his brow— and yet 1 had never sought him out after the conflict. IIow bitterly my heart reproached me at that hour. They noticed my agitation, and his old friend—the seaman that held his head, said sadly— soap yez," "Slumped at last!" cried the hunter, gritting his teeth with fury. Shall death and silence o'er her image fall, While mournful fancy in some hidden enve, Scoops a lone bed, and weaves a coral pall, And pours a requiem o'er the nameless grave 1 "Hist!" said Lincoln, starting sudden, ly, and holding the bit half way to his mouth. " No," I shouted, a thought at that moment flashing upon me. " Follow me comrads. We'll fight the bloodhounds on the "What is it ?" I asked Pence to the dead ! the agonizing hour Which r»'nt_llie' ties of mother, husband, wife— Spent the last shaft of fate's rcUritlo [»»•', .ImJ gave Her spirit tllierty and life. " I'll tell ycr, in a tqinit, CapW The hunter waved his hand to enjoin silence, and striding to the edge of tho glade, fell flat on the ground. We knew that he was listening, and waited lor the result. We had not long to wait, for he had scarce brought his ear in contact with the earth, when he sprang suddenly up again exclaiming : cliff." 1 pointed upwards. A yell from Lincoln announced his approval. Again. St. Anthony will soon become a place of manufactures. It will furnish with articles of husbandry, and many other articles that come in their train, an area of five hundred miles, nearly the same distance west, and may eventually supply the neighboring States south with fabrics for clothing. With those she loved on earth she sought the sky How meet for her was such a destiny ! So dark- for death was ocean's stern ally ; So bright—for Heaven crowned the victory ! New-York, Aug. I, 1H50 S. G. G, " Ilooray ! " he cried leaping upon the ban;;, " that idee's just like yer, Cap. Iloorray ! Now boys, for the bluff." " Poor little Dick—you'll never see the shore you have wished for so long. But there'll be more than one, when your log's out," he spoke *Dwith emotion—il to mourn Next moment we were starting up the gorge that led to the prccipice. And the next wc had reached the higest point, where the cliff by a bold projection butted over the stream. There was a level platform, covered with tufted grass, and upon this we took our stand. We stood for some moments gathering breath, and nerving our. selves for the desperate struggle. A Touching Bkotch, over you." MSI, Suddenly the little fellow opened his eyes utid looked vacantly around. " Hounds trailiu' us, by G—d !" South west, and for many miles north and east of the fulls, is one of the most delightful agricultural regions of the Mississippi valley. The soil is similar to that of Wisconsin. It produces the small grains and roots in greater perfection than Illi- It was seldom that Lincoln uttered an oath, and when he did there was something awful in his manner. He wore a despair, ing look too, unusual to the hold character of his features. This, with the appalling statement, acted on us like a galvanic shock ; and, by one impulse, we leaped from tho fire and threw ourselves flat upon the grass. Not a word was spoken, as we strained our ears to listen. At first, we could distinguish a low moaning sound like the hum of a wild bee ; it seemed to coine out of the earth. " He faded, yet so calmly meek, So gently wan, «o sweetly weak." " Has become yet?" he asked in a low voice. " Why don't he come f" The bustle of the fight was over; the prisoners hud been secured, and the decks washed down, the watch piped, and the schooner had once more relapsed into midnight tjuict and repose. I sought my hammock and soon fell asleep. But my slumbers were disturbed by wild dreams, which, like the visions of a fever, agitated and unnerved me ; the last strife, the hardships of my early life and a thousand other things mingled together as figures in a phantasmagoria. Suddenly a hand was laid upon nyr shoulder, and starting up 1 beheld the surgeon's mate. " I am here," said I, taking the little fel low's hand, " don't you know me Dick ?" He smiled faintly in my fuce said— He then 1 could not help looking over the precipice. *It was a fearful sight. Below,—in a verticle line, two hundred feet below— the stream, rushing through the canon, broke upon a bed of sharp, jagged rocks, and then glided on in seething, snow-white foam. There was no object between the and the water; no jutting ledge—not even' a tree to break the fall—but the spikey boulders below, and the foaming torrent tluft washed them! It was some minutes before our unnatural enemies made their appearance, but every howl sounded nearer and nearer. Our trail was warm, anil we knew they were scenting it on a run. At length the bushes cracked, and we could see their white breasts gleaming through the leaves. A few more springs and the foremost bloodhound bounded out nois. When wc consider the immense hydraulic power of these falls, with the almost exhaustless resource of excellent pine lumber on the tributaries of the river above the falls, on the unsurpassed capabilities of the soil for agricultural purposes each way, for hundreds of miles, the natural beauties of the country, and the healthiness of the climate, why may we not regard St. Anthony as one of tho most important points on the American continent. " You have been kind to me, sir—kinder than most people are to a poor orphan boy. I have no way to show my gratitude —unless you will take the bible you will find in my trunk. It's a small offering, I know, but it's all [ have." I burst into tears: he resumed— After a little, it grew louder and sharp, er then it ended in a yelp, and ceased altogether. After a short interval, it began afresh, this time still clearer; and then the yelp, loud, sharp and vengeful.—There was no mistaking that sound. It was the bark of a Spanish bloodhound! We sprang-up simultaneously, looking around for weapons, and then staring at each other with an expression of despair. Th« rifle and two case knives were all the weapons wo had. " Doctor, I am dying, ain't 11" said the little fellow, " for my sight grows dim.— God bless you. Mr. Danferth." True as Preaching'. A colored clergyman prcaching recently to a black audience, at the South, said : " I spose, indeed I s'pect dat de reason de Lord mado us brack men* was, 'cause ho fise all de white men up 'fore lie got to de brack man, and lie had to make him brack. Out dat don't make 110 odds, my bredren ; de Lord look arter brack men, too. Don't de scripture say dat two spnrrer hawks am sold for a farden and dat not one ob" 'em shall fall 'pon de ground widout der farder? Well, den, my bredren, if your hebbenly farder cure so much for a sparrer hawk, when you can buy two ob dem for a farden, how berry -much more he ' care for you, dat am wutli six or seben hundred dollars a piece !" If that argument isn't a colored nbn sequiter,we never saw a colored non se^uiter.—Knicker- " Little Dick, sir, is dying," he said " Can I do nothing for you, Dick ?" said I; " you saved my life. I would coin my blood to save yours." At once I sprang front my hammock.— Little Dick was a sort of protege of mine. He was a pale, delicate child, said to be an orphan and used to gentle nurture ; and from the first hour 1 joined the schooner, my heart yearned towards him, for I too had once been friendless and alone in the world. He had often talked to mc in confidence of his mother, whose memory he regarded with holy reverence, while to the other boys of the ship, he had little to say; for they were rude and coarse, he, delicate and sensitive. Often, when they jeered him for his melancholy, he would go apart by himself and weep. He never complained of his lot, though his companions imposed upon him continually. Poor lad ! his heart was in the grave with his lost pa- A Bachelor's Reverie at the Age of Fifty. Fifty to-day ! Fifty ; littlo chance now of having a wife and a household of "little responsibilities," as Fanny Wright calls them. Heigho! I'm getting to be—not a middle-aged gentleman, for I have been that any time the last ten years—no, I'm a gentleman decling in years, and may advertise tor a Housekeeper without giving a handle to scandal to make free with my character. Twenty-fivo years ago, and I should have affronted the man who foretold this; that I should be sitting this day in an arm chair, newspaper in hand, breakfast before me, foot on a cushion, and only one cup and two eggs on the table. Newspapers are stupid things; I'd much rather chat over my morning meal. Why the deuce am I not married 1 N»body makes tea fit to drink now, and the tea comes up to me hot. What capital tea Lucy Smith used to make. Poor Lucy ; I wonder what made me think of fier ? People said Lucy and I would certainly make a match, and so we should, I suspect, if it hadn't been for that oursed cousin of hers. I'm sure she would have married me if I had asked her; but I kept putting it off day after day, and he out me out, and be hanged to him. 1 was a young gentleman, then, and thought I could marry whenever 1 liked. went away to the west and got rich; he's member of Congress, and she has grown fat, and rides about in her carriage, with two or three grown up daughters— pretty girls, too, 1 am told, but they will " I have nothing to ask—I don't want to live—only, if it is possible, let me be buried by my mother—you'll find thejiame of the place, and all about it in my trunk." " Anything, everything, my poor lad !" I answered, chokingly. upon the bank, and throwing up his broad jaws, uttered a hideous " growl." He was at fault where we had entered the water. His comrades now dashed out of the thicket, and joining in the chorus of disappointment, scattered among the stones. An old dog—soar red and cunning—kept along the bank until he reached the top of the canon. This was where we had made our crossing. Here the hound entered the channel, and springing from rock to rock, reached the point where we had dragged ourselves out of the water. A short yelp announced to his comrades that he had lifted the scent; and they oil threw up their noses and came galloping down. There was a swift current between two boulders of bassalt. We had leaped this. The old dog reached it, and stood straining upon the spring, when Lincoln fired, and the hound, with one short " wough," dropped in upon his head and was carried oil* like a flash. " What's to be done 1 oried one, and all eyes were turned upon Lincoln. The little fellow smiled faintly—it was like an angel's smile—but he did not answer. His eyes were fixed on the stars flickering in that patch of blue sky overhead. His mind wandered. The hunter stood motionless, clutching his rifle and looking to the ground. " IIow fur's the crick, Howl ?" he asked after a pause. " Not two hundred yards; this way it " It's a long way up there, but there are bright angels among them. Mother used to say that I should meet her there. IIow near they come, and I see sweet faces smiling on me from among them. Hark! is that music ?" and lifting his finger, he seemed listening for a moment. He fell back, and the old veteran burst into tears —the child was dead. Did he indeed hear angels' voices?—God grant it.-—National Intelligencer. lies," " I kin, see no other chance, Cap'n than ter take the water; we may bamfoozle the hounds a bit, if there's good wadin." bocker, rents Nor I I had thought of the same I'- *ve would onjoy ourselves, we must :uke the world as it is—mix up a tljpusand »|KDts of sunslane--a cloud here and there—a bright sky—a storm to-day— a calm tomorrow—the chill, piercing winds of autumn ; and the blaiid, reviving I took a strange interest-in him, and had lightened his task as much as possible.— During the late fight I had owed my life to him, for he rushed in just as a sabre stroke was levelled at me, and by interposing his feeble cutlass had averted the deadly blow. In the hurrry and confusion since, I had quite forgotten to inquire whether lie was hurt, though at the time, 1 had inwardly resolved to exert all my iuiiuenee to procure him a midshipman's warrant in requital for his service. It tvas with a pang of reproachful agony, therefore, that 1 leaped to my feet. plan." If we had bowies, we moutos fite the dogs where we ir but yer see we ain't j an' I kin tell by their growl thar ain't less nor a dozen." air of summer. "It's no use to remain here, lead us to the creek, Raoul!" and following the Frenchman, we dashed recklessly through the thicket. On reaching the stream, we plunged in. It was one of thoso mountain torrents—common in Mexico—spots of still water, alternating with cascades, that dash and foam over shapeless ma pes of amyegdaloidal basalt. We waded through the first pool; and then, clambering among the rocks, entered a secoud. This was a good stretch, a hundred yards or mor?, of OO" " Well, Pat, my good fellow, said a victorious general to a brave son of lirin, after a battle, and what did you do to help us gain this victory 1" OCT "Laziness," sa s a Western editor, " grows u|)on people. It begins in cobwebs and ends in fchaitis." "Counts one less to pitch over," said the hunter, hastily reloading his rifle. w - — aw*. (K7~ Cheerfulness, temperance, and rest, shut the door against the Physician. " Do ?" replied Pat, " may it please your honor I walked up boldly to one of the inemy and cutoff his feet." 0ir A queer remark was made by an urchin of five years, who had lost a sister by death, to » neighbor attending the funeral. "What are you crying for?" said ihe little fell8w to the lattei1, who was weeping, " it's none of your funeral!" Without appearing to notice the strange conduct of their leader, the others crossed in a string, and striking the warm t»tt, came yelling up the pass. It Was a grassy slope—such as ifc often seen between two tables of a cliff—and as the dogs strained '• But why didn't you cut off his head V asked the general. (8~ The word " Eternity" appears but four times in the Bible, " My God !" I exclaimed : " You don't mean it?—He is not dying?"* " An, an, faith that was off already ?" replied Pat. ECS" " Short visits are the bent,'' as the flv said when h" lit on the Move. I f'-ar. sir j'li'l 4h» messenger, oha |
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