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THE PITTSTON GA ZE TTE, JJD SUSQP1AM1 lITffiAOTB JOliRML a Wrtklij Utuispniier- (JDettnfrb tn %mi. fciftrctmt, politics, $i 3M«rnntiIe, Jtlimng, fflnjiMU, nub Ipilrtl Snfrrtsta nf tlrt Cntuifpj, Stotrnrtiim, 8wnnt!rt, h. )-C'mn Dollars ftt Smniin- VOLUME 2.--NUMBEE 40. PITTSTON, PENNA., FRIDAY, JUNE 25, 5852. WHOLE NUMBER 98. nnd the liope of happiness in tho companlonship of her whom ho had chosen to accompany hiin in tho " journey ot 15fc.'' — Upon Louisa our friend had centred his affections and hopes, and he loved her with , an ardor and devotedness that was blind to her (suits, and his affections were returned with that fervor for which the amiable Louisa was so well qualified. Surrounded by all the comforts of competence, the first two years of their wedded lives passed happily away, during which time Louisa had given birth to a bright, curly-headed cherub ol strength to the chord that bound thcrn to love, Upcrrf fJiis. additional link of true mutual afeoiioi; iiOiK isa doatcd with her whole soul, and in far happiness she lived, moved, and hud her being.Time passed on, nnd each t ucceeding day but brought with »l increased happiness in the household circle of tho amiable and good Louisa. Hut alas! a change came over the happiness of her dream.— The cry of Gold ! Gold !! Gold !!! w as reverberated from old Yuba's hills in Upper California, and the multitude from iMaine's far-off hills to the savannahs of Florida, from the Atlantic's studded coast, to the Pacific's northern shore, catching up l lie .shout, heard it re-echoed from llm old w orld's boundless realms ! The old man, who had toiled at the forge until the frosts of age had settled upon Lis brow, dropped tho sledgo beside tho ringing anvil, and bidding adieu to all the loud tics that bound him to his home, staked his all on tho chance for gold. The weaver at his loom, the machinist at his lathe, the miller at his hopper, the carpenter at his bench, the printer at his stand, and the farmer at his plough, caught the passing sound, and ilic shuttle ceascd its busy clatter, the lathe its hum, the millstone its busy round, the plane its toil, and the type its click, and all ! bent their course to the new El Dorado.— j The young husband of Louisa was one among the number who were seized with a burning desire to visit the gold region.— ! Tho ample property he possessed looked j meagre and unimportant in comparison i with tho o!t told tales of immense wealth to be accumulated in that land of wealth, and he resolved to arrange hi§ affairs and start for the golden shore. With all his wealth a'.id competence, ho longed for more, and the wild dream of boundless wealth urged him on. fie made his arrangements, severed the lies of love that bound aoul of Louisa to his own, and departed from the house of his youth to 8ojoi;,n in a strange land ; promising, as the only balm to the won;',ued heart, that in three years at least he would return and lay the trophies of his toils at her feet. terval, in which she had not evon heard from him, she had olten doubted that he had reached his destination, but that he had perished on the way, and then again hope would predominate, and when she looked forward to the two lojig years that were yet to elapse ore he had promised to return, with what heart-felt anxiety would she wish to liavd check, and fonil |D1hvfulness, had gone down to I he cold tomb, and ho had not been by to close his eyes in death. Iler whom he had sworn to cherish, he had left nlone to struggle with the sorrows, cares, and troubles of liffc, to gather chuil'. "Gold! gold ! what hast thou done V' he would exclaim, in the agony of his spirit. "Thou hast severed the fond ties that bound me to life, and now mock ma with thy glittering, ringing laugh! 'Twns thou; for if I hadst beeo here they would not have died —my darling Willie, land my angel Loui- Afraid of Bilers. FOOD FOR THOUGHT. ! Let it be our object to multiply the fiurrr.' ber of virtues and happy homes. The domestio is the seed-plot of a noble and flourishing oommonwealth. All laws are vicious, nil tendencies are to be deprecated, which increase the difficulty of diffusing through every rank the refined and holy influences which are cherished by the domestic affections. Reckless speculation among capitalits, disturbing the steady and uniform course of employment, and Ht sure counterpart, improvidence and debauchory among workmen—are the deadliest foes of the household Virtues. Irt how small a compass lie all the elements of man'« truest happiness, if society were only couducted in a rational and moderate spirit, and its members of every class could be restrained from vicious indulgence and pursuit of phantoms. A marriage contracted with thoughtfulness, and cemented by a pure and faithful love, when a fixed position is gained in the wot;!d, and a small fund has been accumulated—hard work and frugal habits at the commencement of domestic life, to meet in time the possible demandffof the future family—a dwelling comfortably furnished, clean, bright, sa.lubrious, and sweet—children well trained.- and'early sent to school—8 small colleciion of good books on the shelves—a few blossoming plants in the window—some well selected engravings on the walls—a piano,' it may be, a violin or tt flute to accompany the family concert— homo made happy in the evoning by cheerful tasks and mutual improvement, exchanged at times for conversation of friend and neighbor, of kindred taste anti congenial manners—these are conditions of existence wiihin the reach of every one who will seek them—resources of the purfcfit happiness, lost to thousands, because a wrong direction is given to their tastes and energies, and they roatn abroad ffi pursuit of interest and enjoyment which they might create in rich abundance at home. This is no romantic visionary picture. It is a sober, accessible possibility, suoh as even now, under the pressure of many aidverso circumstances, is realised in iho homes of not a few working men who have learned the art of extracting competence from narrow means, and maintaining genuine respectability in station. tIAFFY HOMES. THE I During the height of the opposition between the two steamboat lines running from the Kennebeck to Hoston, last summer, and just as the rival boats were making ready to start, a wupn hove in sight, in which was an old ail accompaniment of bandbaoGpRp. bundles, evidently equipped The res. pective agents of UneSaprang towards her. " marjtt? lino boat." D' Try the Penobscot, nc**MW, built last slimmer, commanded by the favorite of everybody, Captain,——," 8c., Cfec. 'J'he boys and loafers around echoed the claims ol their favorites in concert— " Hurrah for the Penobscot" Go in the John Marshall^' The old lady, who had 'probably never seen a steamboat before, and whose chief notion of the varmints was connected with their boiler bursting propensities, was almost beside here elf with terror at the hubbub.Paragraphs in which more is Suggested _ 'Jthan Expressed. * Scull Your Own IIoat."—However antiquated the subjoined sarcasms may be—for we think we have encountered them in print before—they are none the worse for their longevity, and, like an almanac, they may servo an extensive dis- PftlNTSD AND PUBLISHED WKtM.V BV 6. 91. Kichart A II. ft. Phillips, ttVtf licit 0) Ma in Street, seconil Story oj the "Lung Slvrt" of Winter Wood. The "Oitr.rrs" is published every Friday, at Two Dollars per annum. Two Dollars and Kitty t Ct*n wUJ be. dialed if not paid within the " Fly swifter round the wheels of Time, Anil bring the welcome duy." trict . " When I see a joung farther, mechanic, or profesional man lounging away his time in a bar-room, or in places of fashionable resort, with a cigar in his mouth, I think to myself-—you had better he sculling your own loal! ye*. No paper will be discontinued until all arrenrnges arc p*u.. Advertisements are inserted connpieuounly at tDM£ Dollar pet suuarc of fourteen lines for t three insertions; and TwEN'TV-rivK Csnta ad-1 ditional for every *ub*e*jueiit insertion. A lib' era! deduction to those who advertise for mi aionlht or the whole year. ... . . Job Work.—We hnva connected with our establishment a well selected as«ortmCnt of Job Typs, 4 which will enable us to execute, in the neatest »tvle, every variety of printing. Being practical printers ourselves, w« can afford to do work on n» reasonable terms as any other office in the county. All letters and communication* addressed to the tia:etlC must be post paid, nnd endorsed by a responsible name, to receive attention. Hut with all her anxiety, old Time could not be on from his monotonous gait. Day followed day, week followed week, tvud month followed month, nnd still she Jjud not heard a word from him. About this time little Willie was taken sick with a malignant fever,' which baffled the utmost skill ol tho physicians, and ho had been given up 10 die. Oh ! how hard it was for that, young mother to think of parting with that dear boy, whose tiny feet kept dancing all day nrourid tho soft carpeted room, like a buttertly among flowers ; making music for her sud heart,' and cheering her lonely hours. That ho should go down to the of death'' so early, with his sweet faco and rosy smiles, nnd nil the genllo affections that bad made him so denr to a fond mother's heart, was » thought more jlian she could bear. And then, too, when she remembered that she must bear this gieat sorrow alone, and that Theodore was ignorant in that fur oil land, that his first born was perishing by the slow hand of disease, and must rjou be laid in ihe cold, cold ground, her heart would almost break, nnd she could find .consolation only in the thought that the Lord 'tempers the wind to tho shorn lamb,' und that lie "gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them in his bosom." Ah, Rio wu my own, wy idol one, 1 lovixt "3 mi uutffcl might; And wheniitie di«-d, tuf d*y my mm. Was robed within I be 4lJtdC* of night; l.ike lo the fiiir, ti*e «v«;uing*Wtr, That bruak# in htmtily C»Yr the glade, Fhe t hed un iuflimucr .ifar," Tiil deub made nil hC-r beauty fade. " When I see a young man talking loudly about government and gin—colonels and cogniac—corporals and cider—and giving evidi nee of his knowledge of them byjbusing the former, and frequently tasting the lutter, I cannot help saying (lo myself, of course,) if you have a boat, you had better scull it ! Louisa was buried, according lo her request, beside litile Willie, upon the batiks of the murmuring stream, ami all day long, and through the silent night, when the stars anil the pale moon's translucent rays liC*hl up the suriouudiug landscape, murmurs a requiem by their last resting place, " bile a neat while fence encloses the spot where repose thp " Sacrificed Treasures," or the True Wealth thai was bartered for dross—Gold ? " O, Lorrlv, 1 wish I'd,,never stirred a stop, if I'd known there was to bo such on awful tiino as this, I'm sure 1 wouldn't. The pesity bilers, i know they'll burst— every body's looking after me, and nobody's attending to cm. There, go right away, all ol you, I'm going straight back. ( couldn't rest a wink, for fear of them pesky bilers." " When I see a person prying inquisitively into the ati'uirs ol others, guessing at what they do not know, and pulling on unfavorable construction on the whole, I say—Scull your oicn boat ! U jtkiiorfs tViff. " When I sec a farmer at night patching up the fence by the sides of his cornfields, and hear him the next morning driving his cattle from that same field, thinks I to myself, his boat won't stay sculled ! " When I ace n woman going about advocating Woman's Rights, with holes in the heels of her stockings, I cannot help saying, Madam, your boat needs sculling very much, indeed ! " /h me. my dreampaDe Helen cri^B With hectic cheek* aglow: •' 'Yhy wake mel Hide that cruel l^Ku! I ;i not win such another drrnm »i m - The Self Taught Servant Girl. We have always admired the resolution o( on uncouth servant girl, brought up in no very gentle way, who went to live with a rich and cultivated lady. There was within her a love of the beautiful, a dim perception of the fitness of things, by which slio determined to polish herself, and become every whit os graceful as her mistress. Now here was a herculean labor to perform,—a vast undertaking for a poor girl, whose companion for years had been the pigs and geese around her futhe'o miserable shanty, with a mother whose love for inebriation led her 'o wallow in filth, and neclect her f-.nily for the poison of the still—a jiirl whose skin was begiimmed agd tanned to sunburning, and who, iD ull probability, was doomed to labor among the pots and kettles for the residuo of hor life. " You need give yourself no anxiety on account of the boilers in the Marshall," said the agent of the M., "they ore new and sound, and couldn't be made to burst.' On tliin side Heaven, I know, '• 1 almost feel the leaping wavt«, The wet spray on my hair, Tfic salt breeze singing in the tail, The iind anna, strong r.» iron-mail, That held me safely there. " Are you sure of il V said the old lady, evincing symptoms of ft favorable disposition towards the Marshall ; " you ain't tryin'to practise on the credulity of a poor lone womp.ri; .1 hope," " D'o fear of mc—sound as a teakettle," " When I see a young man mortgaging the whole or part of his farm, or other available property, to get money to pay as boot in trading horses, or stakes losl in gaming, I feel very certain that some one else will soon scull his boat! I'll tell theeOn some shore I iitood, Or era, or inland liny, Or river broad, 1 know not—save There secned no boundary to the wave That chafe-J and inoancd away. The hour came at last when she must take a farewell look into those litile blue eves, that had so often flashed with joy in the light of her approving smile. It was midnight when he died. As the low tolling bell in the dome of the village church, glittering in the beams of the pale moon, sounded the midnight hour, his little spirit accompanied the passing sound to the throne of Got). Day after day, ond week after week, she had watchcd him \vlth tho sad knowledge that ho was f"uirta nwnv. Daily his cheek had grown paler, his eve brighter, nnd that lovely form wasted, till the gentle splr;v burst jt4 fruil prison-house and SQSicd to immortality. Long, long she wept over the little, cold, lifeless body, while her sad thoughts sped far away to the land w here her Theodore was a wanderer, while no consolatioucame fr, in the fond vision savo the remembrance of his \vus the reply The old lady was about descending from the wagon to cinburk in the Marshall, when NgD 2 stepped up. •' And when I see persons making a regular business of tattling, gossiping, talebearing, mischief-u.aking, backbiting, scandalizing, defaming and slandering their neighbors, on every occasion, and in every possible manner, to all such persons, collectively and generally, and to each and every one individually and particularly, I say, scull your own boat!" " Madam," said he, in a serious tone, "no donbl the Marshall's boilers ore good, but they are dangerous things. We knew that a great many people had been killed by them—especially of late—nnd took the boilers out of our boat three wetks ago." " The shore tvni lone—the wave was lone— The horizon lone, no suit Droit the dim line 'twill »ea nnd sty, Till alowly, »UDw!y one came by, Half glioatlUe, gray and |Dalc. Il was a very litile bout, Had neither oar uor crr w; Hut a» it shoreward bounded fast, On* form termed leaning by the inuat— And Norman'* face 1 knew ! liut that was what she determined she would not do, and accordingly she set herself to work; and her first lessons were those of observation. " You did ?" said she ; " that's the boat for me, then. James, (to the boy in the wafjon,) pass out til® basket, and the lConnct box, and the umbrella, and the parasol—and don't forget the now shoes and doughnuts, under the sent. Tell Sully I went in the boat without any bilers, and she need have no fear of inc." OUR COUNTRY. She saw much company ; unobserved she watched their manners, some of which her native good sense rejected ; the more pleasing she "treasured up in her heart." In 1702, '.he corner stone of the present capitol at Washington was laid. At that time General Washington, in whose lionor the new sent of government was named olficiutcd. Fiftv-eight years afterwfld.s, viz: on tiio July, 1851, the corner stone of an extffllion of the buildings was laid, and the Secretary of State made an address, in the course o( which lie presented a sketch of the comparative condition of our country at the two periods. Effect of Imagination. " Me never looted nor smiled at mc, Though I stood there alone ; His brow was very grave and high, ■ Lit wilh naloty from the sky— The wild bark bounded on. Many years ago a celebrated physician author of an excellent work on the feffect of imagination, wished to combine theory witli practice, in order to confirm the truth of his proposition. To this end he begged the minister of Justice to allow him to try an experiment on a criminal condemned to death. The minister consented, and delivered him to an assassin of distinguished rank. Our savant sought the culprit, and thus addressed him :—" Sir, soveral persons who are interested in your family have prevailed on the judge not to require of you to mount the scalTold, and expose yourself to the gaze of the populace. Flo has, therefore, commuted your sen. tence, and sanctions your being bled to death within the precincts of your prison ; your dissolution will be gradual and free from pain.' Lo! the change! The mistress sees, bringing oil the breakfast dishes, a comely, interesting girl, with a careful, watchful air, her duik locks put tastefully buck ■ ■ R " Pulling Together." THE SECRET 01 DOMESTIC HAPPINESS, '•I «'ltritUCl, -Oi», tiUc mc, tukem«,lovc The night i» falling dread,— ' My boat may come no nearer thare ; Ami, hark; how mail the billows roar! Art thou afr.ujJ V he will. love The first year of mor-ied life is a most important era in the history of man and wife. Generally, as it is spent, so is almost nil subsequent existence. The wife and tho husband then assimilato their views and their desires, or else, conjuring up their dislikes, they add fuel to their prejudices and animosities forever ul'tcrward.Tho funeral came—iho dreaded visit to the resting place of tho dead—and (ho fond mother saw lho little body conveyed |o its cold resting place. They buried him somewhat a In mode, iier dress re-arranged her answer respectful, und, though hesitating, correct. Next she is surprised at a modest request from the untutored servant, that by some means she may learn to read. Pleased with this mark of intelligence, she devotes a little spare time to the accomplishment of this object; and her pupil is no dull scholar. How many thousands, thus |witnessing affluence, idols of fond wives, affectionate njothers, nnd devoted sisters, have become dissatisfied when they thought of tho rapidity with which fortunes were made in that land of gold, and forsaken them all, regardless of tho dangers to be risked, the sufferings to be endured, and the hardships and privations attendant upon the voyage. Alas ! how did the fond, loving Louisa plead with her husband not to leave his home, and besought him, by their mutual plighted vows, upd tho love he bore liis first born, not to tear himself away from them, and wander amid the peril of such an undertaking. She urged upon him the possibility that their parting might be final; and though she might hope and cherish the fond expectation of his return, and dwell with intense anxiety upon their happy re-union, yet, perhaps, she might never see him more. Then we had fifteen States, now we have thir'.y-ono. D' A(raid ! »ith tl«C-!'—The fierce wind nwcrpa where— A hmoklul ran with lucid nwcll, Tho y grove Hlottg, Auii wakcmxl on tlm evening air A flood «1* liquid ttonu ; Where inoonheMna 'toy In nil very sliecn rpou it» btihhiiug wave, Or quivi r. Cl in Iho diamond dro[ts— The wreath of geuitt it gave. Then our whole population was three millions, now j; is twenty-three. Then Boston had 18,000 people, now it has 130,000. The louiny T«kn among; A jwriltHM voyage waitelhine,'— Then, then, indeed, I go with thee,' i rried, and forward nprun£. Almost imperceptibly, by dint of enro and cleanliness, the brown skin grew fair and ruddy, the thick locks hung in curls, the brow developed broadly, and many little elegancies betrayed themselves in motion and attire. '1 have somewhere read,' says Rev. Mr. Wise, in his IDrida1 Greetings, 'of a bride, groom who gloried in his eccentricities.— He requested his bride to accompany him into the garden, a day or two alter their wedding. lie threw a line over the roof of their cottage. Giving his wife the one end of it, he retreated to the other side and exclaimcd— 1'hiladclphia had 42,000, now it has 439,000 • All drenelit-d with brine, all pale with fear— Upon \v)i(X90 bunks of vcnlant hue, In floral tx-nutv bright, Thry Rtrntig*ly thought no step but hrrs Woiilil u inpl the stilly night. WIhtd, like Rome »uo«'U\ tiiroiiod lDm n mo*hgrtnrn aunt, PhfHHt in lh« ulows of lUo wood. It* luilr form togruot. * * * N. York had 33,000, now it has 515,- 000. All no. not tVitr; 'twas lD!u»! 1 frit the strong arms draw me in ; If after death to heaven I win, •Twill •D« inch joy a* tbi* 1 Then our exports were $31,000,000, they arc now $151,0£P,000. The area of our/erritory was then 800- 000 square miles, it is now 3,300,000. I'lie criminal submitted to his fate; thought his family would be less disgraced, and considered it a favor not to bd compelled to walk to the place of execution. He was conducted to the appointed room, where every preparation was made beforehand ; his eyes were bandaged ; ho was strapped to a table, and, at a preconcerted signal, four of his veins were gently pricked with the point of a pen. At each corner of the table was a small fountain of water so contrived as to flow gently into basms placed to receive it. The patient believing that it was blood he heard flowing, gradually became weak and the conversations of the doctors in an undertone, confirmed him in this opinion. No kiss no smile, but ay thatcl.isp— Till# young lady, as she assuredly meant to be, cravcd an hour for herself, if we lemember right, after her work was over, which privilege she was always to retain, and in the peculiar occupation of which she was never to bo disturbed ; and her mistress thought no more of it, until, some months after, when passing by her room, sho fancied she heard strange voices.— Curiosity prompted her to look in by means of a trap door, and there sho beheld her " help, in all the glory of fancied magnificenco, seated near a table, holding in her hand a hook, and talking quite eloquently with an invisible captain, whom she was honoring with her patronage. Presently sho would get up, managing her movements admirably, bend gracefully, as if inspecting some work of art in said captain's gho.stly hand, receive a compli. ment with all the careless elegance 'Jl a leader of the tCV), respond in a delicate, dignifies manner ; arrange her ebon curls w''li '.'no lop of her fan ; glide across tho room with the tread of a princess, tairly bewildering the good lady above, who could noi make out what it all meant.— Finally she bowed tho captain out with the greatest ease imaginable; then returning, Tender, tiDiJ clime, ami brave; While like a tortur.-iJ tiling, unlciipt The boat, and o'er her ileck there swept Wave thundering alter wave. It wns in (lie spring of ilie year. Tim sweet (lowers wero just bursting the bud, filling the nir with perfume. The bright sunshine had loosed the rills, and musically they wound their way through the radiant meadows mid green groves, and warb. lers of variegated plumage made vocal the forest shades. It was the close of a beautilul day ; the glorious sun wns sinking bencaih the horizon in p iislo of golden light, and the warm breath of springtime, laden with the aroma of many floweis, camc wafted to the senses with ravishing delight. In a neatly furnished room, in the neat white cottage upon the bank of the river, on a bed of sickness and sulloring, lay the wasted form of a handsome young girl. Scarce twenty summers had loft their impress upon her brow, yet there were traces of suffering and care legibly written thero. * * Then we Imd no railroad?, now we have 8,500 miles of railroad. She pulled, at his request, as fur as she could, lie cried, 'Pull it over.' 'Pull the line.' Then we had no telegraphs, now we have 12,000 miles of it. " 1 looieil not to the fdormy deep, Nor to the »ky ; Whether for life or death we wrought My whole world dwindled to one thought— Where he i.«, then am 11 Then we had 200 post-ofliecs, now we have 21,000. •BiU pull with nil your might,' shouted the whimsical husband. 'I can't,' answered she '• llow many lonely graves," said she, "may be seen along trio whole route to the golden land ; how niuny sleep among the coral groves of the deep ocean, whoso last moments were unchcered by the loving ministry of wife or relative, and but the fond remembrance of familiar faces ut home chcered on their pathway to the tomb." The revenue from postage then was $100,000, now it is $5,000,000. Hut vain were all the efforts of the bride to pull over tho line, so long as her husband held to tho opposite end. But when ho camo round, and they both pulled at one end, it came over with great ease. ; .. On—on—through leaping waves slow calmc.l With salt spray on our hair, 't And breezes ringing in the sail, Before a safe and pleasant gale. The boat went bounding fair. Comparing EbAuty.—In the eastern part of Delaware county in this State, therq resides a man named B , now n Justice of the place, and a very sensible man, but, by common consent, the ugliest looking individual in the whole country; being long, gaunt, sallow and awry, with a gait like a kangeroo. One day lie was out hunting, and on one of the mountain roads ho met a man on foot and alone, who was longer, gaunter, uglier, by all odds, than himself. Ho could give the ' Squire' 'filty and beat him.' "Without saying a word, B. raised his gun and deliberately levelled it at tho stranger. ' For God's sake, don't shoo;!' shouted the man' in great alarm. ' Stranger replied B., ' I swore ten years ago, that if I ever met a man uglier than I was, I'd shoot him ; and you are the first one I've seen.' The stranger after taking a careful survey of his 'rival,' replied ; ' Wul captain, If 1 look worse than you do shoot ? 1 don't want to live no longer!' 'There,'said, he as the line fell front I'ne roof, 'you sec how hard and ineffectual was our labor, when we pulled in opposition to each other ; but ',io\v easy ond pleasant when wo both pulled together! It will be sC3 wilh us, mv dear, through life. If we oppose each other, it will be hard work, if we act together, it will be pleasant to live. Let us always pull together.' In this illustration, homely as it may be, there is sound philosophy. Husband and wife must mutually bear and concede, if they wish to make home a retreat of joy and bliss. One alone cannot make home happy. There must be unison of ac'ion, sweetness of spirits, and great forbearance and love in both husband and wife, to vcure the great end of happiness in the domestic circle. " But whether to a shore we came, Or seaward sailed away, ' Alas! to me is all unknown ; 0 happy dream, too quickly flown I O cruel, cruel day !" J I'ale Helen lived— or died ; dull Time O'er all thut history rolls; fciiled they oj aunt they on V lit Wftve T 1 only know eart^'ll0|js two graves, And two blessed souls. " What fine blood !" said one. " What this man should be condemned to die ! he would have lived a long time." But he was deat to all her fond entreaties. The phanloni of wealth aud luxury which had raised at his bidding, overshaaowed all those '.ears, and bidding her adieu, the sv, irt locomotive and the noble steamer Conveyed him far from friends and home towatdsthe desired haven. " Hush !" said the other, then approaching the first, he asked him in a low voice, but as to be heard by the criminal, " hoW many pounds of blood are there in the human body 1" " Alas ! dear sitter," alio murmured to the watcher by her bedside, " it is throe years ago this morning sjj8j Theodore left us; ond though he promised to write to me often, yet I never have hoard from him ; and did he not promise that if alive, he should meet me again just three years from the morning he started? Alas! I fear we shall never see him more on earth," " Twenty-four You see already about ten pounds extracted ; that mfln is now in a hopeless state." Shall we picture to the mind of the reader the anguish of that fend wife and mother when she found herself alone ? Our pen is inadequate to the task. Often \vheu ;!ie sun had pussad to other laiKb, leaving the starr/ train to ''rulo the night," and the pale tr.jon Was shedding her soil brillinncy over the valley, hill and mountain, and the flowers were breathing forth their fragranoe to the night, which came wafted to the sense upon the gentle breath of evening, and the music of the silvery gushing fountain's murmur blended in harmony with the soul's sad thoughts, would she sit by the open casement, with her curly headed boy asleep in her lap, aud her thoughts wing their way to the far, far west, while in her soul dwelt ihe image of her Theodore, and the thought that he too might be gazing upon that bright star, that twinkled in its pristine loveliness, away up in the blue arch of Heaven—the same star, that in days gone, hallowed by the memory of his love, they had watched together—sent a thrill of joy to her aching heart. And then again, the thought would intrude that he perhaps, like many others, had died, and gone last reining place without a kindly hand to smooth his dying pillow, and weary with these conflicting emotions, she Would seek relief in slumber. The physicians then receded by degree* and continued to lower their voices. The soilness which reigned in the apartment, broken only by the dripping fountains, the sound of which was also gradually lessened, so affect the brain of the poor patient,, that although a man of very strong ooustiiution, he fainted, and died without having lost a drop of blood. mD» the Wsverty Maguiue. THE SACRIFICED TREASURES! OR, took up Shakespeare, and entertained her mistress—unconeions of course—with 'To be, or not to be,' read in clear, musical True Wealth Battered for Gold tones, "Don't give up in despair," rejoined the sister ; "the sun is but sinking to rest, and ere the duy closes, perhaps, ho will bo But mark the conclusion ofahese strange proceedings ; the lady's son returned from his travels, and the very first day, not knowing who she was, escortcd the domes, tic home in a rain storm, as any gallant gentleman would have done. BY L, M. 8T0WELI, A western editor makes an attempt to astonish his readers with the wonderful announcement that a lady of his acquaintance has just married her fifth husband ! Well, wliat of it! That's "no great shakes." We know a lady in MassachuD setts who is now living with six husbands. She moves in the best society, although it is generally acknowledged that she sleeps witli at least two 'husbands every night, and the whole six husbands entertain for each other the warmest feelings of friendship. Talk about big stories ! Our western cotemporury had better try his pen on another " wonderful circumstance."— Perhaps we might aa well stat» that the lady of our acquaintance io whom we allude, was married to a man by the name of Husbands, and she is now the mother of six little husbands. 0tr Don't Like his Looks— A sheriff was once sent to execute a writ against a Quaker. On arriving at his house, he saw the Quaker's wife, who in reply to the inquiry whether her husband was at home, said that he Was ; at the same lime she requested him to be seated, and her husband would speedily see him. The officer waited patiently for some time, when upon the fair Quakeress coming into the room, he reminded her of her promise that he should see her husband. Ixauinb yourself, dear reader, gazing upon one of the loveliest valleys that can be found in this or any other State. Thro' ltd centre a beautiful, deep river majestically winds its way, its broad bosom sparkling in the rays of the morning »un like a vast river of molten silver. Beautiful terms of gentle rolling lands, dotted by neat, tidy farm house?, and numerous herds ; beautitul groves, majetDtio forests, and the ragged hill are seen as far as the eye can reach ; in short, all that tend to multiply the beautiful, portray the roman;ic, or exoite the poetic, are here, to the open glado, the dense thicket, the smooth, rolling brooklet, the majestic river, and the pearly cascades ; the snweth meadow, and the gig gag, almost towering mountain. (u this lovely valley, in tire neat white cottage upon the immediate bank of the river, to the right, whose spacious lawns front, its beautitul shade trees, and ample grounds extending back, betokened the competence and independence of-iupwner, was Lonjsa M— born, reared and educatcd, gentle as the falling dews, and kind a* the wooing dove. At the age of eighteen shs was married to a young neighboring farmer, whoss father had tk-parted this life about two years previous, leaving him a bamhom*- property, with brf«hf ftnwjiccfs with us.' £3= The Secret Oct.—The Odd Fellows hare passed a resolution to provide for the admission of the wive# of the brethern of "Scarlet Degree," to tlie'honors and dignities of the order. They are td be called the " Daughters of Rebecca," an# will wear a badge of green and scarlet.— The wives of members of inferior grades will not be admitted to tbe same privUogM. They have done it now, for as it is impossible for a woman to keep a secret, of sort, we may expect "the cat will be, let otit ol the bag," instanter, and thit Odd Fellow mysteries will soon be all revealed to the world in consequence. "Ah, no ! it is one week ngo yesterday since the last steamer arrived, which would give him more than time enough to havo reached his home, and yet lie hits not come." [n the evening, he asked impatiently why his mother's visitor did not appear. " We have' no visitor, my son," she re IJuidly had the echo of the Inst repeated words of tho sufferer died awny, ere the distant rumbling of a carriage uitracted the attention of the occupants of the cot tage. Nearer and nearer it came, till it reached the gate in front of the lawn, where it stopped, and a man, bearing a large portmanteau, wound up the gravelly walk, toward the cottage door. That man was Theodore. He entered the house, and was met by the father of Louisa, who informed him of the dangerous state 111 which she lay. Rushing past the old man, ho entered tho room where she was confined, and the words "Louisa," and "Theodore."' accompanied by sobs, alone broke the stillness of the scene. plied " And pray who was that beautiful creaure that i waited upon to this very iloor ? \m 1 bewitched ? Are there lairies yet ? I certainly, in all my journies, have not met with so agreeable and polished a lady; and here sho disappeared." The proud woman, in anguish, explain, ed to him that it was only their servant girl, and besought him to restrain his rhapsodies; but he declared that sho was some divinity, and np more adapted to the kitchen than were his mother's porcelain lo a blacksmith's forge. And he persisted in the idoa, married her in' spite oi his mother's remonstrances—even displeasure— and the haughty woman learned to bo as fond of hor noble daughter, as her son was with hi* gifted wife.—O/iuc Branch. " Nay, fliend I promised that lie would see thee, ite hath seen thee! flo did not like thy looks; therefore he avoided thee, and hath departed from the house- by another path." OCrLymo, says the Boston Post, is art exceedingly vulgar vice—yet often pracD ticed by genteel people. Lawyers lie pro. fessionally ; doctors lie occasionally; editors lie unintentionally; merchants lis habit null v, and the telegraph* berpetaally— hut then it don't kntfw my "better, which can hardly be said of mendacious characj ter in general. 'i. Whv is a young man hugging his sweetheart like an epjeure who permits his wine to Irak a«'ayt Because he is waisting wbaf "Tie loves. Tbe author of this was sent to the penitentiary. A Cote Boy.—"James, my son, tnlto this letter to the post office and pay the postage on it." The boy rcturncd highly elated, ami said— One year had dragged its slow length away since Theodore's departure for the land of gold, and strange as it may seom, Louisa had not hoard a word from him since he left New York. With what anxiety she watched for every arrival " From California," and bent her eager steps to tho post office, in hopea of a letter from him ; and with what disappointment she returned from her bootless errands, we will leave to the fruitful imagination of the reader. Suffice it to say, (hut in this to her, long in- Trub Courtesy-.—"Manners," says the eloquent Bdmund Burke, "afe of more importance than laws. Upon them, in a great measure, tho laws depend. The laws loueh us hero and there, now and then.— Manners aro wliut vox or soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarise or refine, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible operation, like that of the air wc breathe in. According •C» therr quality, they aid marills; they supply tbetp, 01 they totally des- " Father, I seed a lot of men putting letters i.ri a little place, and when no one was looking, I slipped yours in for nothing, and bought a ginger cuke with thenconey.'' —N. Y. Dutchman. With that last word, tho spirit of gentle Loui.su passed into another world, and only tho oold lifeless form of tier he had loved to madness—whom he hud cruelly left aloue for the sake of gathering dross, remained to the almost raving Theo. dorc. lie had deserted th» m ; and his lov. ed boy, with curly, waving locks, dimpled JE3"-" A Yamkkk writing from the west to his father, speaks of its great matrimonial facilities, and ends by making the follow, ing suggestion—" Suppose ynu get our pirls tome new teeth, and send them out,". —.—»i» — Ail Irishman being charged with stealing o wagon, swore he had it ever since it was a wheolbarrow. troy thtr r
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Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 2 Number 46, June 25, 1852 |
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Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 2 Number 46, June 25, 1852 |
Volume | 2 |
Issue | 46 |
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 |
Physical Description | microfilm |
Date | 1852-06-25 |
Location Covered | United States; Pennsylvania; Luzerne County; Pittston |
Type | Text |
Original Format | newspaper |
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Language | English |
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Full Text | THE PITTSTON GA ZE TTE, JJD SUSQP1AM1 lITffiAOTB JOliRML a Wrtklij Utuispniier- (JDettnfrb tn %mi. fciftrctmt, politics, $i 3M«rnntiIe, Jtlimng, fflnjiMU, nub Ipilrtl Snfrrtsta nf tlrt Cntuifpj, Stotrnrtiim, 8wnnt!rt, h. )-C'mn Dollars ftt Smniin- VOLUME 2.--NUMBEE 40. PITTSTON, PENNA., FRIDAY, JUNE 25, 5852. WHOLE NUMBER 98. nnd the liope of happiness in tho companlonship of her whom ho had chosen to accompany hiin in tho " journey ot 15fc.'' — Upon Louisa our friend had centred his affections and hopes, and he loved her with , an ardor and devotedness that was blind to her (suits, and his affections were returned with that fervor for which the amiable Louisa was so well qualified. Surrounded by all the comforts of competence, the first two years of their wedded lives passed happily away, during which time Louisa had given birth to a bright, curly-headed cherub ol strength to the chord that bound thcrn to love, Upcrrf fJiis. additional link of true mutual afeoiioi; iiOiK isa doatcd with her whole soul, and in far happiness she lived, moved, and hud her being.Time passed on, nnd each t ucceeding day but brought with »l increased happiness in the household circle of tho amiable and good Louisa. Hut alas! a change came over the happiness of her dream.— The cry of Gold ! Gold !! Gold !!! w as reverberated from old Yuba's hills in Upper California, and the multitude from iMaine's far-off hills to the savannahs of Florida, from the Atlantic's studded coast, to the Pacific's northern shore, catching up l lie .shout, heard it re-echoed from llm old w orld's boundless realms ! The old man, who had toiled at the forge until the frosts of age had settled upon Lis brow, dropped tho sledgo beside tho ringing anvil, and bidding adieu to all the loud tics that bound him to his home, staked his all on tho chance for gold. The weaver at his loom, the machinist at his lathe, the miller at his hopper, the carpenter at his bench, the printer at his stand, and the farmer at his plough, caught the passing sound, and ilic shuttle ceascd its busy clatter, the lathe its hum, the millstone its busy round, the plane its toil, and the type its click, and all ! bent their course to the new El Dorado.— j The young husband of Louisa was one among the number who were seized with a burning desire to visit the gold region.— ! Tho ample property he possessed looked j meagre and unimportant in comparison i with tho o!t told tales of immense wealth to be accumulated in that land of wealth, and he resolved to arrange hi§ affairs and start for the golden shore. With all his wealth a'.id competence, ho longed for more, and the wild dream of boundless wealth urged him on. fie made his arrangements, severed the lies of love that bound aoul of Louisa to his own, and departed from the house of his youth to 8ojoi;,n in a strange land ; promising, as the only balm to the won;',ued heart, that in three years at least he would return and lay the trophies of his toils at her feet. terval, in which she had not evon heard from him, she had olten doubted that he had reached his destination, but that he had perished on the way, and then again hope would predominate, and when she looked forward to the two lojig years that were yet to elapse ore he had promised to return, with what heart-felt anxiety would she wish to liavd check, and fonil |D1hvfulness, had gone down to I he cold tomb, and ho had not been by to close his eyes in death. Iler whom he had sworn to cherish, he had left nlone to struggle with the sorrows, cares, and troubles of liffc, to gather chuil'. "Gold! gold ! what hast thou done V' he would exclaim, in the agony of his spirit. "Thou hast severed the fond ties that bound me to life, and now mock ma with thy glittering, ringing laugh! 'Twns thou; for if I hadst beeo here they would not have died —my darling Willie, land my angel Loui- Afraid of Bilers. FOOD FOR THOUGHT. ! Let it be our object to multiply the fiurrr.' ber of virtues and happy homes. The domestio is the seed-plot of a noble and flourishing oommonwealth. All laws are vicious, nil tendencies are to be deprecated, which increase the difficulty of diffusing through every rank the refined and holy influences which are cherished by the domestic affections. Reckless speculation among capitalits, disturbing the steady and uniform course of employment, and Ht sure counterpart, improvidence and debauchory among workmen—are the deadliest foes of the household Virtues. Irt how small a compass lie all the elements of man'« truest happiness, if society were only couducted in a rational and moderate spirit, and its members of every class could be restrained from vicious indulgence and pursuit of phantoms. A marriage contracted with thoughtfulness, and cemented by a pure and faithful love, when a fixed position is gained in the wot;!d, and a small fund has been accumulated—hard work and frugal habits at the commencement of domestic life, to meet in time the possible demandffof the future family—a dwelling comfortably furnished, clean, bright, sa.lubrious, and sweet—children well trained.- and'early sent to school—8 small colleciion of good books on the shelves—a few blossoming plants in the window—some well selected engravings on the walls—a piano,' it may be, a violin or tt flute to accompany the family concert— homo made happy in the evoning by cheerful tasks and mutual improvement, exchanged at times for conversation of friend and neighbor, of kindred taste anti congenial manners—these are conditions of existence wiihin the reach of every one who will seek them—resources of the purfcfit happiness, lost to thousands, because a wrong direction is given to their tastes and energies, and they roatn abroad ffi pursuit of interest and enjoyment which they might create in rich abundance at home. This is no romantic visionary picture. It is a sober, accessible possibility, suoh as even now, under the pressure of many aidverso circumstances, is realised in iho homes of not a few working men who have learned the art of extracting competence from narrow means, and maintaining genuine respectability in station. tIAFFY HOMES. THE I During the height of the opposition between the two steamboat lines running from the Kennebeck to Hoston, last summer, and just as the rival boats were making ready to start, a wupn hove in sight, in which was an old ail accompaniment of bandbaoGpRp. bundles, evidently equipped The res. pective agents of UneSaprang towards her. " marjtt? lino boat." D' Try the Penobscot, nc**MW, built last slimmer, commanded by the favorite of everybody, Captain,——," 8c., Cfec. 'J'he boys and loafers around echoed the claims ol their favorites in concert— " Hurrah for the Penobscot" Go in the John Marshall^' The old lady, who had 'probably never seen a steamboat before, and whose chief notion of the varmints was connected with their boiler bursting propensities, was almost beside here elf with terror at the hubbub.Paragraphs in which more is Suggested _ 'Jthan Expressed. * Scull Your Own IIoat."—However antiquated the subjoined sarcasms may be—for we think we have encountered them in print before—they are none the worse for their longevity, and, like an almanac, they may servo an extensive dis- PftlNTSD AND PUBLISHED WKtM.V BV 6. 91. Kichart A II. ft. Phillips, ttVtf licit 0) Ma in Street, seconil Story oj the "Lung Slvrt" of Winter Wood. The "Oitr.rrs" is published every Friday, at Two Dollars per annum. Two Dollars and Kitty t Ct*n wUJ be. dialed if not paid within the " Fly swifter round the wheels of Time, Anil bring the welcome duy." trict . " When I see a joung farther, mechanic, or profesional man lounging away his time in a bar-room, or in places of fashionable resort, with a cigar in his mouth, I think to myself-—you had better he sculling your own loal! ye*. No paper will be discontinued until all arrenrnges arc p*u.. Advertisements are inserted connpieuounly at tDM£ Dollar pet suuarc of fourteen lines for t three insertions; and TwEN'TV-rivK Csnta ad-1 ditional for every *ub*e*jueiit insertion. A lib' era! deduction to those who advertise for mi aionlht or the whole year. ... . . Job Work.—We hnva connected with our establishment a well selected as«ortmCnt of Job Typs, 4 which will enable us to execute, in the neatest »tvle, every variety of printing. Being practical printers ourselves, w« can afford to do work on n» reasonable terms as any other office in the county. All letters and communication* addressed to the tia:etlC must be post paid, nnd endorsed by a responsible name, to receive attention. Hut with all her anxiety, old Time could not be on from his monotonous gait. Day followed day, week followed week, tvud month followed month, nnd still she Jjud not heard a word from him. About this time little Willie was taken sick with a malignant fever,' which baffled the utmost skill ol tho physicians, and ho had been given up 10 die. Oh ! how hard it was for that, young mother to think of parting with that dear boy, whose tiny feet kept dancing all day nrourid tho soft carpeted room, like a buttertly among flowers ; making music for her sud heart,' and cheering her lonely hours. That ho should go down to the of death'' so early, with his sweet faco and rosy smiles, nnd nil the genllo affections that bad made him so denr to a fond mother's heart, was » thought more jlian she could bear. And then, too, when she remembered that she must bear this gieat sorrow alone, and that Theodore was ignorant in that fur oil land, that his first born was perishing by the slow hand of disease, and must rjou be laid in ihe cold, cold ground, her heart would almost break, nnd she could find .consolation only in the thought that the Lord 'tempers the wind to tho shorn lamb,' und that lie "gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them in his bosom." Ah, Rio wu my own, wy idol one, 1 lovixt "3 mi uutffcl might; And wheniitie di«-d, tuf d*y my mm. Was robed within I be 4lJtdC* of night; l.ike lo the fiiir, ti*e «v«;uing*Wtr, That bruak# in htmtily C»Yr the glade, Fhe t hed un iuflimucr .ifar," Tiil deub made nil hC-r beauty fade. " When I see a young man talking loudly about government and gin—colonels and cogniac—corporals and cider—and giving evidi nee of his knowledge of them byjbusing the former, and frequently tasting the lutter, I cannot help saying (lo myself, of course,) if you have a boat, you had better scull it ! Louisa was buried, according lo her request, beside litile Willie, upon the batiks of the murmuring stream, ami all day long, and through the silent night, when the stars anil the pale moon's translucent rays liC*hl up the suriouudiug landscape, murmurs a requiem by their last resting place, " bile a neat while fence encloses the spot where repose thp " Sacrificed Treasures," or the True Wealth thai was bartered for dross—Gold ? " O, Lorrlv, 1 wish I'd,,never stirred a stop, if I'd known there was to bo such on awful tiino as this, I'm sure 1 wouldn't. The pesity bilers, i know they'll burst— every body's looking after me, and nobody's attending to cm. There, go right away, all ol you, I'm going straight back. ( couldn't rest a wink, for fear of them pesky bilers." " When I see a person prying inquisitively into the ati'uirs ol others, guessing at what they do not know, and pulling on unfavorable construction on the whole, I say—Scull your oicn boat ! U jtkiiorfs tViff. " When I sec a farmer at night patching up the fence by the sides of his cornfields, and hear him the next morning driving his cattle from that same field, thinks I to myself, his boat won't stay sculled ! " When I ace n woman going about advocating Woman's Rights, with holes in the heels of her stockings, I cannot help saying, Madam, your boat needs sculling very much, indeed ! " /h me. my dreampaDe Helen cri^B With hectic cheek* aglow: •' 'Yhy wake mel Hide that cruel l^Ku! I ;i not win such another drrnm »i m - The Self Taught Servant Girl. We have always admired the resolution o( on uncouth servant girl, brought up in no very gentle way, who went to live with a rich and cultivated lady. There was within her a love of the beautiful, a dim perception of the fitness of things, by which slio determined to polish herself, and become every whit os graceful as her mistress. Now here was a herculean labor to perform,—a vast undertaking for a poor girl, whose companion for years had been the pigs and geese around her futhe'o miserable shanty, with a mother whose love for inebriation led her 'o wallow in filth, and neclect her f-.nily for the poison of the still—a jiirl whose skin was begiimmed agd tanned to sunburning, and who, iD ull probability, was doomed to labor among the pots and kettles for the residuo of hor life. " You need give yourself no anxiety on account of the boilers in the Marshall," said the agent of the M., "they ore new and sound, and couldn't be made to burst.' On tliin side Heaven, I know, '• 1 almost feel the leaping wavt«, The wet spray on my hair, Tfic salt breeze singing in the tail, The iind anna, strong r.» iron-mail, That held me safely there. " Are you sure of il V said the old lady, evincing symptoms of ft favorable disposition towards the Marshall ; " you ain't tryin'to practise on the credulity of a poor lone womp.ri; .1 hope," " D'o fear of mc—sound as a teakettle," " When I see a young man mortgaging the whole or part of his farm, or other available property, to get money to pay as boot in trading horses, or stakes losl in gaming, I feel very certain that some one else will soon scull his boat! I'll tell theeOn some shore I iitood, Or era, or inland liny, Or river broad, 1 know not—save There secned no boundary to the wave That chafe-J and inoancd away. The hour came at last when she must take a farewell look into those litile blue eves, that had so often flashed with joy in the light of her approving smile. It was midnight when he died. As the low tolling bell in the dome of the village church, glittering in the beams of the pale moon, sounded the midnight hour, his little spirit accompanied the passing sound to the throne of Got). Day after day, ond week after week, she had watchcd him \vlth tho sad knowledge that ho was f"uirta nwnv. Daily his cheek had grown paler, his eve brighter, nnd that lovely form wasted, till the gentle splr;v burst jt4 fruil prison-house and SQSicd to immortality. Long, long she wept over the little, cold, lifeless body, while her sad thoughts sped far away to the land w here her Theodore was a wanderer, while no consolatioucame fr, in the fond vision savo the remembrance of his \vus the reply The old lady was about descending from the wagon to cinburk in the Marshall, when NgD 2 stepped up. •' And when I see persons making a regular business of tattling, gossiping, talebearing, mischief-u.aking, backbiting, scandalizing, defaming and slandering their neighbors, on every occasion, and in every possible manner, to all such persons, collectively and generally, and to each and every one individually and particularly, I say, scull your own boat!" " Madam," said he, in a serious tone, "no donbl the Marshall's boilers ore good, but they are dangerous things. We knew that a great many people had been killed by them—especially of late—nnd took the boilers out of our boat three wetks ago." " The shore tvni lone—the wave was lone— The horizon lone, no suit Droit the dim line 'twill »ea nnd sty, Till alowly, »UDw!y one came by, Half glioatlUe, gray and |Dalc. Il was a very litile bout, Had neither oar uor crr w; Hut a» it shoreward bounded fast, On* form termed leaning by the inuat— And Norman'* face 1 knew ! liut that was what she determined she would not do, and accordingly she set herself to work; and her first lessons were those of observation. " You did ?" said she ; " that's the boat for me, then. James, (to the boy in the wafjon,) pass out til® basket, and the lConnct box, and the umbrella, and the parasol—and don't forget the now shoes and doughnuts, under the sent. Tell Sully I went in the boat without any bilers, and she need have no fear of inc." OUR COUNTRY. She saw much company ; unobserved she watched their manners, some of which her native good sense rejected ; the more pleasing she "treasured up in her heart." In 1702, '.he corner stone of the present capitol at Washington was laid. At that time General Washington, in whose lionor the new sent of government was named olficiutcd. Fiftv-eight years afterwfld.s, viz: on tiio July, 1851, the corner stone of an extffllion of the buildings was laid, and the Secretary of State made an address, in the course o( which lie presented a sketch of the comparative condition of our country at the two periods. Effect of Imagination. " Me never looted nor smiled at mc, Though I stood there alone ; His brow was very grave and high, ■ Lit wilh naloty from the sky— The wild bark bounded on. Many years ago a celebrated physician author of an excellent work on the feffect of imagination, wished to combine theory witli practice, in order to confirm the truth of his proposition. To this end he begged the minister of Justice to allow him to try an experiment on a criminal condemned to death. The minister consented, and delivered him to an assassin of distinguished rank. Our savant sought the culprit, and thus addressed him :—" Sir, soveral persons who are interested in your family have prevailed on the judge not to require of you to mount the scalTold, and expose yourself to the gaze of the populace. Flo has, therefore, commuted your sen. tence, and sanctions your being bled to death within the precincts of your prison ; your dissolution will be gradual and free from pain.' Lo! the change! The mistress sees, bringing oil the breakfast dishes, a comely, interesting girl, with a careful, watchful air, her duik locks put tastefully buck ■ ■ R " Pulling Together." THE SECRET 01 DOMESTIC HAPPINESS, '•I «'ltritUCl, -Oi», tiUc mc, tukem«,lovc The night i» falling dread,— ' My boat may come no nearer thare ; Ami, hark; how mail the billows roar! Art thou afr.ujJ V he will. love The first year of mor-ied life is a most important era in the history of man and wife. Generally, as it is spent, so is almost nil subsequent existence. The wife and tho husband then assimilato their views and their desires, or else, conjuring up their dislikes, they add fuel to their prejudices and animosities forever ul'tcrward.Tho funeral came—iho dreaded visit to the resting place of tho dead—and (ho fond mother saw lho little body conveyed |o its cold resting place. They buried him somewhat a In mode, iier dress re-arranged her answer respectful, und, though hesitating, correct. Next she is surprised at a modest request from the untutored servant, that by some means she may learn to read. Pleased with this mark of intelligence, she devotes a little spare time to the accomplishment of this object; and her pupil is no dull scholar. How many thousands, thus |witnessing affluence, idols of fond wives, affectionate njothers, nnd devoted sisters, have become dissatisfied when they thought of tho rapidity with which fortunes were made in that land of gold, and forsaken them all, regardless of tho dangers to be risked, the sufferings to be endured, and the hardships and privations attendant upon the voyage. Alas ! how did the fond, loving Louisa plead with her husband not to leave his home, and besought him, by their mutual plighted vows, upd tho love he bore liis first born, not to tear himself away from them, and wander amid the peril of such an undertaking. She urged upon him the possibility that their parting might be final; and though she might hope and cherish the fond expectation of his return, and dwell with intense anxiety upon their happy re-union, yet, perhaps, she might never see him more. Then we had fifteen States, now we have thir'.y-ono. D' A(raid ! »ith tl«C-!'—The fierce wind nwcrpa where— A hmoklul ran with lucid nwcll, Tho y grove Hlottg, Auii wakcmxl on tlm evening air A flood «1* liquid ttonu ; Where inoonheMna 'toy In nil very sliecn rpou it» btihhiiug wave, Or quivi r. Cl in Iho diamond dro[ts— The wreath of geuitt it gave. Then our whole population was three millions, now j; is twenty-three. Then Boston had 18,000 people, now it has 130,000. The louiny T«kn among; A jwriltHM voyage waitelhine,'— Then, then, indeed, I go with thee,' i rried, and forward nprun£. Almost imperceptibly, by dint of enro and cleanliness, the brown skin grew fair and ruddy, the thick locks hung in curls, the brow developed broadly, and many little elegancies betrayed themselves in motion and attire. '1 have somewhere read,' says Rev. Mr. Wise, in his IDrida1 Greetings, 'of a bride, groom who gloried in his eccentricities.— He requested his bride to accompany him into the garden, a day or two alter their wedding. lie threw a line over the roof of their cottage. Giving his wife the one end of it, he retreated to the other side and exclaimcd— 1'hiladclphia had 42,000, now it has 439,000 • All drenelit-d with brine, all pale with fear— Upon \v)i(X90 bunks of vcnlant hue, In floral tx-nutv bright, Thry Rtrntig*ly thought no step but hrrs Woiilil u inpl the stilly night. WIhtd, like Rome »uo«'U\ tiiroiiod lDm n mo*hgrtnrn aunt, PhfHHt in lh« ulows of lUo wood. It* luilr form togruot. * * * N. York had 33,000, now it has 515,- 000. All no. not tVitr; 'twas lD!u»! 1 frit the strong arms draw me in ; If after death to heaven I win, •Twill •D« inch joy a* tbi* 1 Then our exports were $31,000,000, they arc now $151,0£P,000. The area of our/erritory was then 800- 000 square miles, it is now 3,300,000. I'lie criminal submitted to his fate; thought his family would be less disgraced, and considered it a favor not to bd compelled to walk to the place of execution. He was conducted to the appointed room, where every preparation was made beforehand ; his eyes were bandaged ; ho was strapped to a table, and, at a preconcerted signal, four of his veins were gently pricked with the point of a pen. At each corner of the table was a small fountain of water so contrived as to flow gently into basms placed to receive it. The patient believing that it was blood he heard flowing, gradually became weak and the conversations of the doctors in an undertone, confirmed him in this opinion. No kiss no smile, but ay thatcl.isp— Till# young lady, as she assuredly meant to be, cravcd an hour for herself, if we lemember right, after her work was over, which privilege she was always to retain, and in the peculiar occupation of which she was never to bo disturbed ; and her mistress thought no more of it, until, some months after, when passing by her room, sho fancied she heard strange voices.— Curiosity prompted her to look in by means of a trap door, and there sho beheld her " help, in all the glory of fancied magnificenco, seated near a table, holding in her hand a hook, and talking quite eloquently with an invisible captain, whom she was honoring with her patronage. Presently sho would get up, managing her movements admirably, bend gracefully, as if inspecting some work of art in said captain's gho.stly hand, receive a compli. ment with all the careless elegance 'Jl a leader of the tCV), respond in a delicate, dignifies manner ; arrange her ebon curls w''li '.'no lop of her fan ; glide across tho room with the tread of a princess, tairly bewildering the good lady above, who could noi make out what it all meant.— Finally she bowed tho captain out with the greatest ease imaginable; then returning, Tender, tiDiJ clime, ami brave; While like a tortur.-iJ tiling, unlciipt The boat, and o'er her ileck there swept Wave thundering alter wave. It wns in (lie spring of ilie year. Tim sweet (lowers wero just bursting the bud, filling the nir with perfume. The bright sunshine had loosed the rills, and musically they wound their way through the radiant meadows mid green groves, and warb. lers of variegated plumage made vocal the forest shades. It was the close of a beautilul day ; the glorious sun wns sinking bencaih the horizon in p iislo of golden light, and the warm breath of springtime, laden with the aroma of many floweis, camc wafted to the senses with ravishing delight. In a neatly furnished room, in the neat white cottage upon the bank of the river, on a bed of sickness and sulloring, lay the wasted form of a handsome young girl. Scarce twenty summers had loft their impress upon her brow, yet there were traces of suffering and care legibly written thero. * * Then we Imd no railroad?, now we have 8,500 miles of railroad. She pulled, at his request, as fur as she could, lie cried, 'Pull it over.' 'Pull the line.' Then we had no telegraphs, now we have 12,000 miles of it. " 1 looieil not to the fdormy deep, Nor to the »ky ; Whether for life or death we wrought My whole world dwindled to one thought— Where he i.«, then am 11 Then we had 200 post-ofliecs, now we have 21,000. •BiU pull with nil your might,' shouted the whimsical husband. 'I can't,' answered she '• llow many lonely graves," said she, "may be seen along trio whole route to the golden land ; how niuny sleep among the coral groves of the deep ocean, whoso last moments were unchcered by the loving ministry of wife or relative, and but the fond remembrance of familiar faces ut home chcered on their pathway to the tomb." The revenue from postage then was $100,000, now it is $5,000,000. Hut vain were all the efforts of the bride to pull over tho line, so long as her husband held to tho opposite end. But when ho camo round, and they both pulled at one end, it came over with great ease. ; .. On—on—through leaping waves slow calmc.l With salt spray on our hair, 't And breezes ringing in the sail, Before a safe and pleasant gale. The boat went bounding fair. Comparing EbAuty.—In the eastern part of Delaware county in this State, therq resides a man named B , now n Justice of the place, and a very sensible man, but, by common consent, the ugliest looking individual in the whole country; being long, gaunt, sallow and awry, with a gait like a kangeroo. One day lie was out hunting, and on one of the mountain roads ho met a man on foot and alone, who was longer, gaunter, uglier, by all odds, than himself. Ho could give the ' Squire' 'filty and beat him.' "Without saying a word, B. raised his gun and deliberately levelled it at tho stranger. ' For God's sake, don't shoo;!' shouted the man' in great alarm. ' Stranger replied B., ' I swore ten years ago, that if I ever met a man uglier than I was, I'd shoot him ; and you are the first one I've seen.' The stranger after taking a careful survey of his 'rival,' replied ; ' Wul captain, If 1 look worse than you do shoot ? 1 don't want to live no longer!' 'There,'said, he as the line fell front I'ne roof, 'you sec how hard and ineffectual was our labor, when we pulled in opposition to each other ; but ',io\v easy ond pleasant when wo both pulled together! It will be sC3 wilh us, mv dear, through life. If we oppose each other, it will be hard work, if we act together, it will be pleasant to live. Let us always pull together.' In this illustration, homely as it may be, there is sound philosophy. Husband and wife must mutually bear and concede, if they wish to make home a retreat of joy and bliss. One alone cannot make home happy. There must be unison of ac'ion, sweetness of spirits, and great forbearance and love in both husband and wife, to vcure the great end of happiness in the domestic circle. " But whether to a shore we came, Or seaward sailed away, ' Alas! to me is all unknown ; 0 happy dream, too quickly flown I O cruel, cruel day !" J I'ale Helen lived— or died ; dull Time O'er all thut history rolls; fciiled they oj aunt they on V lit Wftve T 1 only know eart^'ll0|js two graves, And two blessed souls. " What fine blood !" said one. " What this man should be condemned to die ! he would have lived a long time." But he was deat to all her fond entreaties. The phanloni of wealth aud luxury which had raised at his bidding, overshaaowed all those '.ears, and bidding her adieu, the sv, irt locomotive and the noble steamer Conveyed him far from friends and home towatdsthe desired haven. " Hush !" said the other, then approaching the first, he asked him in a low voice, but as to be heard by the criminal, " hoW many pounds of blood are there in the human body 1" " Alas ! dear sitter," alio murmured to the watcher by her bedside, " it is throe years ago this morning sjj8j Theodore left us; ond though he promised to write to me often, yet I never have hoard from him ; and did he not promise that if alive, he should meet me again just three years from the morning he started? Alas! I fear we shall never see him more on earth," " Twenty-four You see already about ten pounds extracted ; that mfln is now in a hopeless state." Shall we picture to the mind of the reader the anguish of that fend wife and mother when she found herself alone ? Our pen is inadequate to the task. Often \vheu ;!ie sun had pussad to other laiKb, leaving the starr/ train to ''rulo the night," and the pale tr.jon Was shedding her soil brillinncy over the valley, hill and mountain, and the flowers were breathing forth their fragranoe to the night, which came wafted to the sense upon the gentle breath of evening, and the music of the silvery gushing fountain's murmur blended in harmony with the soul's sad thoughts, would she sit by the open casement, with her curly headed boy asleep in her lap, aud her thoughts wing their way to the far, far west, while in her soul dwelt ihe image of her Theodore, and the thought that he too might be gazing upon that bright star, that twinkled in its pristine loveliness, away up in the blue arch of Heaven—the same star, that in days gone, hallowed by the memory of his love, they had watched together—sent a thrill of joy to her aching heart. And then again, the thought would intrude that he perhaps, like many others, had died, and gone last reining place without a kindly hand to smooth his dying pillow, and weary with these conflicting emotions, she Would seek relief in slumber. The physicians then receded by degree* and continued to lower their voices. The soilness which reigned in the apartment, broken only by the dripping fountains, the sound of which was also gradually lessened, so affect the brain of the poor patient,, that although a man of very strong ooustiiution, he fainted, and died without having lost a drop of blood. mD» the Wsverty Maguiue. THE SACRIFICED TREASURES! OR, took up Shakespeare, and entertained her mistress—unconeions of course—with 'To be, or not to be,' read in clear, musical True Wealth Battered for Gold tones, "Don't give up in despair," rejoined the sister ; "the sun is but sinking to rest, and ere the duy closes, perhaps, ho will bo But mark the conclusion ofahese strange proceedings ; the lady's son returned from his travels, and the very first day, not knowing who she was, escortcd the domes, tic home in a rain storm, as any gallant gentleman would have done. BY L, M. 8T0WELI, A western editor makes an attempt to astonish his readers with the wonderful announcement that a lady of his acquaintance has just married her fifth husband ! Well, wliat of it! That's "no great shakes." We know a lady in MassachuD setts who is now living with six husbands. She moves in the best society, although it is generally acknowledged that she sleeps witli at least two 'husbands every night, and the whole six husbands entertain for each other the warmest feelings of friendship. Talk about big stories ! Our western cotemporury had better try his pen on another " wonderful circumstance."— Perhaps we might aa well stat» that the lady of our acquaintance io whom we allude, was married to a man by the name of Husbands, and she is now the mother of six little husbands. 0tr Don't Like his Looks— A sheriff was once sent to execute a writ against a Quaker. On arriving at his house, he saw the Quaker's wife, who in reply to the inquiry whether her husband was at home, said that he Was ; at the same lime she requested him to be seated, and her husband would speedily see him. The officer waited patiently for some time, when upon the fair Quakeress coming into the room, he reminded her of her promise that he should see her husband. Ixauinb yourself, dear reader, gazing upon one of the loveliest valleys that can be found in this or any other State. Thro' ltd centre a beautiful, deep river majestically winds its way, its broad bosom sparkling in the rays of the morning »un like a vast river of molten silver. Beautiful terms of gentle rolling lands, dotted by neat, tidy farm house?, and numerous herds ; beautitul groves, majetDtio forests, and the ragged hill are seen as far as the eye can reach ; in short, all that tend to multiply the beautiful, portray the roman;ic, or exoite the poetic, are here, to the open glado, the dense thicket, the smooth, rolling brooklet, the majestic river, and the pearly cascades ; the snweth meadow, and the gig gag, almost towering mountain. (u this lovely valley, in tire neat white cottage upon the immediate bank of the river, to the right, whose spacious lawns front, its beautitul shade trees, and ample grounds extending back, betokened the competence and independence of-iupwner, was Lonjsa M— born, reared and educatcd, gentle as the falling dews, and kind a* the wooing dove. At the age of eighteen shs was married to a young neighboring farmer, whoss father had tk-parted this life about two years previous, leaving him a bamhom*- property, with brf«hf ftnwjiccfs with us.' £3= The Secret Oct.—The Odd Fellows hare passed a resolution to provide for the admission of the wive# of the brethern of "Scarlet Degree," to tlie'honors and dignities of the order. They are td be called the " Daughters of Rebecca," an# will wear a badge of green and scarlet.— The wives of members of inferior grades will not be admitted to tbe same privUogM. They have done it now, for as it is impossible for a woman to keep a secret, of sort, we may expect "the cat will be, let otit ol the bag," instanter, and thit Odd Fellow mysteries will soon be all revealed to the world in consequence. "Ah, no ! it is one week ngo yesterday since the last steamer arrived, which would give him more than time enough to havo reached his home, and yet lie hits not come." [n the evening, he asked impatiently why his mother's visitor did not appear. " We have' no visitor, my son," she re IJuidly had the echo of the Inst repeated words of tho sufferer died awny, ere the distant rumbling of a carriage uitracted the attention of the occupants of the cot tage. Nearer and nearer it came, till it reached the gate in front of the lawn, where it stopped, and a man, bearing a large portmanteau, wound up the gravelly walk, toward the cottage door. That man was Theodore. He entered the house, and was met by the father of Louisa, who informed him of the dangerous state 111 which she lay. Rushing past the old man, ho entered tho room where she was confined, and the words "Louisa," and "Theodore."' accompanied by sobs, alone broke the stillness of the scene. plied " And pray who was that beautiful creaure that i waited upon to this very iloor ? \m 1 bewitched ? Are there lairies yet ? I certainly, in all my journies, have not met with so agreeable and polished a lady; and here sho disappeared." The proud woman, in anguish, explain, ed to him that it was only their servant girl, and besought him to restrain his rhapsodies; but he declared that sho was some divinity, and np more adapted to the kitchen than were his mother's porcelain lo a blacksmith's forge. And he persisted in the idoa, married her in' spite oi his mother's remonstrances—even displeasure— and the haughty woman learned to bo as fond of hor noble daughter, as her son was with hi* gifted wife.—O/iuc Branch. " Nay, fliend I promised that lie would see thee, ite hath seen thee! flo did not like thy looks; therefore he avoided thee, and hath departed from the house- by another path." OCrLymo, says the Boston Post, is art exceedingly vulgar vice—yet often pracD ticed by genteel people. Lawyers lie pro. fessionally ; doctors lie occasionally; editors lie unintentionally; merchants lis habit null v, and the telegraph* berpetaally— hut then it don't kntfw my "better, which can hardly be said of mendacious characj ter in general. 'i. Whv is a young man hugging his sweetheart like an epjeure who permits his wine to Irak a«'ayt Because he is waisting wbaf "Tie loves. Tbe author of this was sent to the penitentiary. A Cote Boy.—"James, my son, tnlto this letter to the post office and pay the postage on it." The boy rcturncd highly elated, ami said— One year had dragged its slow length away since Theodore's departure for the land of gold, and strange as it may seom, Louisa had not hoard a word from him since he left New York. With what anxiety she watched for every arrival " From California," and bent her eager steps to tho post office, in hopea of a letter from him ; and with what disappointment she returned from her bootless errands, we will leave to the fruitful imagination of the reader. Suffice it to say, (hut in this to her, long in- Trub Courtesy-.—"Manners," says the eloquent Bdmund Burke, "afe of more importance than laws. Upon them, in a great measure, tho laws depend. The laws loueh us hero and there, now and then.— Manners aro wliut vox or soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarise or refine, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible operation, like that of the air wc breathe in. According •C» therr quality, they aid marills; they supply tbetp, 01 they totally des- " Father, I seed a lot of men putting letters i.ri a little place, and when no one was looking, I slipped yours in for nothing, and bought a ginger cuke with thenconey.'' —N. Y. Dutchman. With that last word, tho spirit of gentle Loui.su passed into another world, and only tho oold lifeless form of tier he had loved to madness—whom he hud cruelly left aloue for the sake of gathering dross, remained to the almost raving Theo. dorc. lie had deserted th» m ; and his lov. ed boy, with curly, waving locks, dimpled JE3"-" A Yamkkk writing from the west to his father, speaks of its great matrimonial facilities, and ends by making the follow, ing suggestion—" Suppose ynu get our pirls tome new teeth, and send them out,". —.—»i» — Ail Irishman being charged with stealing o wagon, swore he had it ever since it was a wheolbarrow. troy thtr r |
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