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PIT.TSTON tftoab GAZETTE, Ht AND SUSQUEHANNA ANTHRACITE JOURNAL. ' V j iS . _ __ 1 51 KJetkltj Jtapnptr- CSeoofrii tn Htm. liftrafort, tlje JHtrtanfilt, alining, ffiwjjnmral, nnb Igrirnlnrnl Snttrtsta nf tjje Conntrq, Snatruttion, amnstmtnt, 8t. )~Ctmi Mm fu flnnmtt. PITTSTON, PA., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 24,1852. WHOLE NUMBER 123. VOLUME 3.-NUMBER 19. THE PITTSTON GAZETTE, A curious-looking individual wss slowly alighting from the stage. His eyes were obscured by green spectacles. His hair of a (laming red, stood out on all sides of his head, like the quills of a porcupine.— A bright blue coat with brass buttons, and gray pantaloons, very much too (short tor him, completed his equipment. Screams and peals of laughters from the windows, told that his apparition was not without its effect on the lisible muscles of the young ladies, and the noise was very much increased when the man quietly un latched the garden gate and advanced u| tbe gravel walk. nothing had happened. After this mishap, the ice seemed broken and the girls talked glibly; but it would have been far better had they been silent. Jnlia complained about paroenues, and talked very wisely about schoolmasters.— Maggie Alwood turned the conversation upon gentlemen's dress, and wondered whether it were the fashion to wear blue costs and metal buttons ; while Mary, with great naivete turned to Mr. Boggs and ask. cd hiin what was the price of green spectacles.compliments lo his hostess, and a great deal of extravagant praise of Count Joachim Marschinodelopodi. Julia introduced Lizzie to him. The Count stared at her through his glass, stroked down his ipoustache, and took no other notice ot the blushing girl than by saying to Julia, in a voice intended to be very terrible—told how she was humbled. The villagers were astonished at this unexpected revelation, but were confident they would not be disappointed in Lizzie Linton's wedding—that they were sure of. But, on the afternoon of that day, Mr. Boggs suddenly disappeared, and all said Lizzie, like Julia, would be a deserted bride. Mr, Revere shook his head, and suid it was very strange, aiW Lizzie had a good long cry in her own little room. The bridesmaid came in and whispered her tears. Lizzie placed the last orange blossom in her hair. As she turned from the mirror, heaving a deep sigh, a carriage drove up to the door. Some of the company, of course. No, it was Mr. Bong's voice that sounded through the hall. Some one tapped at the door. It was Mrs. Revere, who told her that Mr. to see her. ' The Old Gnard of Napoleon. haustcd column, and, by being here and there, and in every place where help was needed, and wi h unbroken front in the inid«t of disorder, and resolute hearts in the midst of fear and panic, that it has gainedlts renown. The discomfitted soldier gazed in astonishmei.t on the cool courage which triumphed where he had failed, and broken ranks viewed with wonder the steady march on batteries which had shattered them to frag, ments. Called in only when the other troops gave way, and mantEUvring unci charging with the same determined bravery in the midst of a panic as in the flush of victory, they were looked upon as superior to the emotions and fears of ordinary mortals. And nothing does show the sublime elevation of this invincible body of men more than their freedom Irom tlm contagion ol example ; bring always suf. ficient in themselves, and steadiest and bravest in the moment of greatest disaster and fear. It was this peculiarity which gave the Guard influence over the soldiers, and made its presence like the shouts of victory. The whole army came to regard it as exempt from ordinary duty in a battlefield—too great to be employed in ordinary fighting, and to bo called on only when the bravest troops gave way. Ilschargeg werd looked upon as an unalterable decree against the enemy, written in rhe lDOok of fate. Its stern and measured tread uever once faltered; against its adamantine sides cavalry thundered in vain; while before its levelled bayonets the firmest array went down. Napoleon knew its power, and in. creased its strength to the greatest limit it could bear. Any nation that could furnish 200,000 men able to fulfil the severe conditions annexed to admission into the Old Guard might have conquered the world. iHiqnehann Anthracite Journal AND BY J. T. HBADLY. PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY C. M. R1CHART Cfe H. S. PHILLIPS. The Imperial Guard—or, as it is fumiliarly known, the Old Guard of Napoleon —is as much renowned in modern as the Greek Phalanx was in ancient war. When the latter, eight or sixteen thoi-sand strong, shoulder to shoulder, and shield touching shield, moved sixteen deep on the enemy, the battle was over. So, when the eagles of the Old Guard were seen advancing through the knoke of the conflict, the result was no longer doubtful. Its whole history was an illustration of the moral and physical power which a great idea imparts. Called upon only in great emergencies, it came to regard itself as the prop of the empire. When its columns were ordered to move to the aUack, every soldier know it was not to execute a manoeuvre, or to perform a subordinate part in the battle, but to march where the struggle was the deadliest, and the fate of the army was to be decided. He knew, too, that over the dead and dying, over flaming batteries and ranks of steel, the steady battalions were to go. The bugle was never to sound a retreat for him, and no reserve help him lo sustain the shock. It was the consciousness of this great responsibility that made iD great and irresistible. This idea alone filled the mind, leaving no room for the fear of death. The bearskin caps of the grenadiers were never seen advancing to the charge without causing a shout from the whole army. The force it possessed over others was as much moral as physical. Beaten troops rallied at»its approach, despair gave way "to confidence, and the cry of terror was changed into shouts of victory. The enemy, on the other hand, when they saw the deep and massive columns of the Gu8rd approaching, were already half beaten. Tne pres. tige of victory that went with its eagles paralyzed against hope. So well known was it, when they were ordered up, that the final hour of one or the other army had come, that the contest along the different portions of the line became apparently of no account, and everything awaited the result of the shock. So perfect was their discipline, that their tread was unlike that of the other regiments, while the consciousness of their power gave to their movements a grandeur no body of men in ancient or modern times liavo possessed.— Their bivouac at night, and their squares in position on the battle-field, were always the great objects of interest, for they en folded the Em|Deror. Napoleon loved them devotedly, and always called them his children. They never suffered while anything was to be had, and he would listen kindly to the suit of the meanest' soldier. And well did they deserve his love. For him they knew no weariness or pain ; his presence alone compensated thern for all losses ; and at his bidding, and for his welfare, ihey would move cheerfully on to death. The care he took of them, and the pride he felt in them, naturally produced a strong and abiding attachment. lie was proud of their appearance, and always gave them a prominent place in his great exhibitions at Paris. He allowed liberally for the expenditures of the oflicers, wishing ;hem to be dressed magnificently, though habited himself in the plainest cof tume. The dress of the drum-major of the Fo-Dt Grenadiers alone cost «•* ifcctSSud dollars. So richly worked in gold was it, that in 1809, when the Old Guard made its triumphal entry into Vienna, the ladies said that the drum-major would make a more profitable prisoner than Napoleon.— Even the musicians and sergeants were dressed in tnis sumptuous uniform. The gorgeous appearance of the chief oflicers contrasted well with the grave, austere costume of the battalions of the Guard.— When in front of iheir lines, the former appeared like the sparkling foam and crest of the wave :hat swept darkly after. Napoleon took an interest in everything pertaining to the oflicers of his Guard : even their marriages. He was not less solicitious'that they should become good citizens than good oflicers. Dorsenna having expressed some astonishment at this pateraal solicitude, especially in regard to the approaching marriage of an officer, Nopoleon replied: "Are you not alt lions? Very well; it is important the race should not perish. France and myself will have need of new teeth and new claws, when yours con no longer serve us." The same interest extended to the children of those who fell in battle. They were provided for and educated. Speaking once to Davoust, of the reluctance of the soldiers of the GuHrd to leave it even for promotion among the troops along the line, he said, "My old soldiers would rather eat a piece of bread near me than a chicken a hundred leagues from my person. It is true that if they are not able to leave me, it also gives me great pain to part from them. He inquired into iho wants of the soldiers, and often playfully asked, l:M» gamblers, are you in want ot anything ?" The uniform answer was "Nothing." The discipline was very severe, and the least departure from daty was visited with punishment. It was more rigorous than in the army of the I ne. Napoleon had said—"If I wished only intrepid men, I could take at hazard the first men 1 oame to in the army ; but I desire more—I want good conduct, morality and obedience, and this I find difficult." Mil W—t tidt of Main Stmt, $tcond ttciy •/ tkt "La*f Stor*" 0/ H'itner 4- Wood. T11 "Gazette It Jovrsal" 1b pabllshod every Friday, at Two Dollar* per annum. Two Dollars end Fifty Cent* will be charged if not paid within the year. Ife paper wit! be discontinued until all arrearages are paid. Advertise vknts are insulted conspicuously atOscE Dollar pur square of fourteen lines for three insertions; and TwKXTV-rtvK Cents additional for every subsequent Insertion. A liberal deduction to those who advertise for six months or the whole year. Jos Wore.—We h*ve connected with our establishment a well selected assortineut of Joa Tvrs, which will ena ble us tC» execute, lu the neatest style, every variety of julatinf. • Very tolewable for America, mais in Europe, aw !" The Somerton beaux, although most of hem heard this decision, did not appear to set much value on it, for Lizzie was decidedly the hello of the room. Once during the evening Mr. Boggs chanced to be standing near Miss Lawton and the count, when the lady let tall her handkerchief. Seeing that the count was not inclined to pick it up, Mr. Boggs very politely handed it to its fair owner, when Joachim, die., looking very fiercely on the spectacle, ejaculated, " Aw ! de puppy I— In my contree de ladies, ven dey drops dere mouchoirs, ring the bell for the ser vaut to pick dem up." To which valuable piece of in formal ion Miss Julia replied by a most benignant smilp. The party passed off', as all parties do, with a great many compliments, some torn dresses, a few broken glasses and not a few heartaches. The next morning it was reported ihrough the village that Miss Law. ton was engaged to the count, and the news was confirmed by Julia herself, who came to Lizzie Linton to be congratulated. Mr. Boggs, protesting his supreme happiness in being able to gratify her curiosity, informed her of the place where his own were procured, and gave her the exact cost of them ; at the same time gravely hoping she might never be so unfortunate as to need them. This last sally somewhat abashed the young lady, who hung her head, and said not another word. Immediately after, Julia Lawton rose from the table, and followed by the rest, led the way to the parlor. " Mercy on us ! He's coming right in ! what shall we do? 1 hear his voice in the hall!" These and sundry other exclamations were checked by the entrance of the individual in question, who bowing politely to the ladies, inquired for Mr. Revere.Fur the Pi Hon C.i«ctt«. LINES ON AUTUMN. Bf ELLA, OF Ml'NCY, " What can she want at such a time?" the bridesmaid exclaimed. Lizzie trem. bling'v descended the stairs; but, apon enteiing the parlor, she saw no Mr. Boggs, but a gentleman of strikingly handsome appearance wan standing near the door.— Supposing him to have business with her brother, she said, half aloud— Ah lift! what tweet, MC1 eounda are those, That fall upon the car ? 'Tu the low, soleum requh-ra Of (he departing year. \i*d from yon brightly tinted grove, Cornea up that dirge-like strain. Now breathing loud ita mournful unlet ~ Now eighinglow again. " My brother-in law, is not at home," said Lizzie Linton, coming forward from the window ; •' pray, be seated, he will be in presently." The stranger took the chair she handed him, and Lizzie could do no less than sent herself near him. He made some remarks upon the weather, and our heroine, conquering a strong inclination to laugh at his remarkable appearance, answered him politely. Lizzie soon heard laughing from the window, and jt became evident that her friends *erc andible discussing the visitor. Very soon, to Lizzie's surprise, the girls nsked for their bonnets, although they had purposed spending the evening with her; and, though she begged them not to go, she was soon left alone with Mr. Boifgs. Around our path.*, the flower* no more lu bright luxttrhncc bloom; They too, have f«»lt the chilling blight, And aunk into (be tomb. Ah ! ead the le*son that they leoeh,— Though all that lesson know,— That, ftru from this bleak worid v f our*, The loveliest always go. " I thought they told me Mr. Boggs was here." Now, a lele-a-lelc with a gentleman was Lizzie'a aversion ; but she soon discovered Mr. Uoggs to be as different from the Sitrnerlon beaux in intellect and wit, as he was in appearance. " And he is here, dear Lizzie V replied a well.known voice. Lizzie stood still, her eyes fixed upon the stranger; but she sought in vain for the red hair and green spectacles. This Mr. Bogus, had dark cutting hair of hiCt own, and eyes that seemed to read her ev.. ery thought. " I bfg pardon, dearest, for the deception 1 have practised. My name is not Bojign, but Charles Clifton. I am no Yankee schoolmaster ; although, as I am a res. ident in Boston, and a Professor in—— Ilonealh our footstep*, bright and • *r« The Autumnal leaves do lie, And softly u the earth thi y lull, Aeihojjfniitle broczr steals by And more tuneful far li their ruffle to uic, Thau the exquisite tones of art, l or nature's music must ever thrill With a strange, wild Joy the heart! I he hours flov by very pleasantly, and f Lizzie was pleased with Mr. Boggs' conversation, ho was equally charmed with tor sprightly remarks. Lizzie possessed the faculty, as agreeable 89 it is rare, of being an intelligent listener. Every passing thought and feeling was pictured on Iter glowing face ; and before the evening was over, Mr. Boggs was decidedly in love. The couut and hi"financie were now to be daily seen driving at a furious rate through the village, or walking most romantically over the beauiiful hills among which it is embosomed. The countess had dropped, at her lover's command, all her villnge acquaintances savex Lizzie Linton. He had even wished to include her wtih the rest; but Julia, who, had a little of her npirit remaining, insisted so vehemently on retaining her friendship, that Joachim was obliged to yield. The count was extremely desirous thai their marriage should take place immediately ; but here a;iain he was overruled as, according to Julia's id»a, no one could marry them but the bishop, and it would be some time before he could visit the village. In the meantime, preparations went on rapidly, and numerous were the rumors\ respecting the bridal dress and the bridal cake. Huge boxes were continually arriving at Lawton Hall; the drawing-room was being entirely fitted up with new vel vet furniture and magnificent lace curtains were purchased for the windows. All the village (tared and wondered, and were no wiser than before. "Shame on tliem!" she mentally exclaimed ; and, perceiving lhat the stranger seemed much embarrassed, she began a conversation which very soon set him Completely at his ease. When Mr. Revere entered the room, he found the trio in the window seat shaking with laughter, and his little sister in earnest conversation with his visitor. And the autumn time! oh, I leve U well, Though Clrass«*d in a mouri.fal guise. With its drooping flower*, and it* fulling leave*, A nd iu toft blue hniy « kies; For aronnd and ubere there tueihe '.o dwell The mystical pretence of song, And the spirit would ft.In, with rapture thrilled, The Joyous home prolong. A Delighted Mother. College, 1 know not how far I 4m entitled to '.lie name. Forgive me for deceiving you so long ; 1 wished to nee how far real worth, accompanied by ugliness and lowliness, would go to gain a pure heart- I lelt sure that whoever loved Theophilus Boggs would love him for himself alone.— Will you accept me as his substitute ?" Lizzie did not say no; but she did say — " Oh !' The—Charles, I mean, why did you leave me this afternoon ? I was so afraid you were not coming back again." "That, Lizzie, is soon explained. 1 went this afternoon to the city to bring my mother and sister to see you, Lizzie, and I Itnew if 1 told you beforehand you would be osking a hundred questions and would manage to discover my secret." '• May we come in ?" said one o( the bridesmaids, who were all dishonorably listening at the door; "the minister is waiting." Rut the minister did not wait long, and soon young Mrs. Clifton was chiding Mr. and Mrs. Revere, who had been in the secret all the time. As for the mother-inlaw, she was so charmed with her new daughter ; that she declared, if she had known what a pearl Charlie had hid in this little village, she would have betrayed his secret long before. Of course, Maggie, Mary and Julia made suituble apologies for their rudeness to the ci devant Bongs. A mother who was in the habit of asking her children, before they retired at nigh", what they had done to make others happy, found her young twin daughters silent.— She spoke modestly of deeds and dispositions founded on the golden rule, " I)o unto others as ye would they should do unto you." Still those little bright faces were bowed in silence. The question was again repeated. " [la ! my friend," he exclaimed, " I am happv to see you, Lizzie, this is Mr. Theophilus Hoggs, a college chum of mine, and a highly valued friend. Introduce him to your companions." Poor Lizzie performed, with infinite grace, Che not very enviable task ol introducing Sir. Boggs to the proud village beauties', who returned his low bow with a scorhlul curl ol the lip. Mr. Revere led off his friend to his office, oil business matt rs, but stopped an instant at the door to whisper to Lizzie, " Mr. Boggs is a schoolmaster from New England. 1 hope you will pay him every attention." When Lizzie communicated this piece of information to her visitors, thev declared, with one voice, that it was shameful lor Mr. Revere tu make such a fuss with a mere school-master. When Lizzie laid her head on her pillow that night, she thought of Mr. Bog««, not as the green-spectacled, blue ooated, red-haired stratmer, but as an agreeable and highly intelligent man, lor whom she already felt a friendship that might ripen into love. "What! love such an ugly man! wed Mr. Boggs!" whispered Pride. "But he is so intelligent, so noble in his every thought, I could love him for his real worth," chimed in Conscience. Then Welcome, sweet Autumn, right welcome art i hoe, For tlio't brlngeet bright vi-Clon« to me, . M r cause* the b!)ght that on all thing* do full, To desccud on my young spirit free 11 ut In each fulling leaf uud palo drooping flower A spirit seems ling* ring near, A ltd tells that though in m, like t'te flowers must die, They both shall in fresh beauty appear 1 " I can remember nothing good all this day, dear mother; only one of my schoolmates was happy, because she had gained the head of the class, and 1 smiled on her, and ran to kiss her; so she said I was good. This is all, dear mother." The next morning, as Lizzie was entering the village store to make a few purchases, the splendid equippage of Mrs. Law. ton whirled up to the door, and Miss Julia alighted. A hearty greeting' passed botweeu the t vo friends, Julia exclaiming— M'MU (LMTO£ls OR, MODERN ARISTOCRATS. The other 6poke still more timidly: "A little girl who sat with me on the bench, at the school, had lost a little brother. I saw that while she studied her lesson, she hid her face in her book and wept. I felt sorry, and laid my face on the same book and wept with her. Then she looted up and was comforted; and put her arms around my neck; but I do not know why she said I had done her good." BY IIA DDI B LANE "Lizzie, you are the very one I wanted to see. 1 Nave a whole budget of news to uufblJ to you. Last evening, when we were all laughing at Mr. "Boggs' descent from the stage, little did [ think there was a distinguished foreigner in the same vehicle, gazing intently at us all ihe lime. He is an Italian count, young, rich, and handsome ; and lie has taken rooniR at the « idow Maikleys. I saw him pass the Hall this morning, and he looked so handsome, in his sportsman's dress, that I lost my heart directly. Aunt is going lo give a grand dinner parly, and invite all the village, so I came down to lite store 10 order glass and china, and 1 want you to go home with me to help." But this grand wooing was not ihe only one going on in the village. Mr. Boggs' talents, his wits, his manifold good qualities, were making, slowly, but surely, a deep wound in Lizzie's heart. His awkwardness, his ugliness, liis name, were all (orgolten, and his occupation was now the only stumbling block. To wed a schoolmaster, and assist in fetching country children. Lizzie nobly surrendered her heart to the keeping of Mr. Boggs. Very soon after, Mr. Boggs came striding into the parlor, and informed her that he had succeeded in obtaining a school with a small salary, it was true, but upon which he thought they might live comfortably— Lizzie referred him to Mr. Revere, who had, all along encouraged his suit. Her brother gave his approval, and preparations for the wedding were commenced immediately. They were not very expensive ones, however ; for Lizzie made her own wedding dress, and Mrs. Revere mixed up the cake. E1J Alt the close of a bright day in October, a merry party ol young ladies were assembled in a cozy little room, fronting Ihe street par excellence of :he village of Somerion. Of all the beauties the village could boasi, iliote lour girls shone preeminent. We will introduce them, Miss Julia, with a loss of ihe head "wondered what the world was coming to, when vulgar Yankees were mingle in genteel tociety." " He is not vulgar," retorted Lizzie, " though he has an ugly name, and is not very prepossessing in appearance, yet his conversation betokens him a gentleman." That queenly ore itu e, reclining so listlessly on ihe sofu, is Miss Julia Law. ton—lite greul heiress. She is an orphan, and her weulih is eutirely at her own disposal. Suitors she has without number ; her aunt's stalely dwelling of Lawton Hall is daily besieged by bocjuels and billetdoux, but the fair Julia is ot the opinion that her starry eyes and raven ringlets would appear to be'.ter advantage in a Eu. ropean druwing rcom; and shi therefore looks down ra'.lier disJainfully upon her plabeian lovers. Miss Mary Maurice, the young lady so gracefully occupy ing the ottoman, is really a beautiful girl. Those long flaxen ring, lets, and clear childish blue eyes, togeiher with her winning wavb. have won for her the appellation of " bubv Mary." She is the pet and plaything of half a dozen brothers, who are all her seniors, and all desirous that she shall never quii playing with dolls, und never confine those shining tresses wiih a comb. But 'baby Mury' knows her own cnwrquence. She has consulted her mirror, and it has told her a pleasing tale ; and, instead of dolls, she now plays a more despeiate game with hearts. C 11 — Anecdote o« Three Robbers. Where there ij no integrity there can be no confidence; and w|iere there is no confidence there can be no unanimity.— Three German robbers having acquired by various atrocities what amounted to a very valuable booty, they agreed to divide the spoil. When the day which they had appointed for this purpose had arrived, one of them was despatched tft * town: i« purchase provisions for the last carousal. The other two secretly agreed to murder him on his return, that they might each come in for whole half of tha plunder, instead of only a* third. They did so. But tho murdered mau was a closer calculator than his assassins, for he had previously poisoned a part of the provisions that he might or«t the whole of the spoil.— his precious triumvirate were found dead together!—a signal instance that nothing is so perfectly blind and suicidal as the sei(ishness of vice. " I wonder if he is to stay here altojjeiher," said Mary Maurice. " 1 know my brother won't let me come here to see you Lizzie, if he does," " Why Lizz," cricd Maggie At wood, 'how could you keep your countenance, A'ith those great green eyes staring at you all the time ? Ami such hair, and such a shocking coat !" And the girl laughed hea'rtily. The gentlemen soon returned, and Mr. Revere apologized for leaving his guest io the tender mercies ol the young ladies, as he promised his wile to spend the afternoon with her, in a visit to a lady who lived ten miles from Somerton. Here we must observe that no parly was accounted complete, unless Lizzie'Imd a hand iri the arrangements, and a wed. ding was but half a wedding, if Lizzie were not the bridesmaid. -— Julia having verified the proverb thnt " all is noi gold that glitters," lived and died an old maitf; while sweet Lizzie Linton, as we must cull her, in her happy relation as wife and mother, fully recognized that As Lizzie sat in the carriage beside Iter friend, she could not help remonstrating with her on her imprudence in falling in love with an entire stranger, and rnqtiired what Mrs. Lawton thought of the affair" The rank i» bat the guinea'* stamp, The man'* the man for a' that." Deapiilng Household Duties. It so fell out tliut the day fixed on for tlio ceremony was the very same that was Co nee Julia Lawton metamorphosed into an D:— m;ss Lawton was to be An awkward pause followed his departure. Mr. Boggs essayed to draw Miss Lawton into a conversation, but a cold sneer and reserved manners chilled him into silence. Mary Maurice had thrown herself upon the rug, and was busily carressing the kitten, when Mr. Boggs, drawing his chair close to the fire, remarked upon the beauty of the animal, and inquired whether she was fond of pets. She took back the cloud of ringlets Irom her fair forehead, and, gazing childlishly up in his fact-, made him no answer. Mr. Boggs repeated his remark in a louder voice, thinking that perhaps the young lady mighD be deafT A silvery laugh was his only answer, and " baby Mary" turned to the kitten again. Almost despairing, Mr. Boggs approached the piano, where Maggie Atwood was seated rattling over the keys. She inquired if he liked music, add, upon his answering in the affirmative, volunteered to play for him. He was evidently gratified, and, when the piece was ended, was about to ask for another, when the lively girl, wheeling herself around on the piano stool, asked if he knew the name of that piece.- ln duly bound, he wn* anxious to know, and Maggie, fixing her eyes on his face, vociferated, " The Redhead s March," and left the instrument. From a variety of causes, nothing is more common than to find American women who have not the slightest Idea ol t8i. A writer uiu« alludes "Oh! Lizzie," Julia rep!:H; Mvou know I am mistress at home, and my aunt is ho anxious to be rid of me, that she would marry me to a schoolmaster if he did but offer himself" llfet.fc. married in the morning, and lierautuu.r.C was to witness the ceremony ; while Lizzie's nuptials were to be celebrated in the ■rood old-fushioned style, at eight o'clock in the evening, and the whole village to he invited. to this subject: In this neglect of household cares Amercan females stand alone. A German laly, no mnltei how high her rank, never orgets that domestic labor conduces to the leulih of the body and mind alike. An English ladv, whether she be only a genlemen's wife, or a duke's, does not despise the household, and even though she hns a housekeeper, devotes a portion of her time to this her true, her happiest sphers. It is reserved (or our Republican fine ladies (o be more choice than even their monarchical and aristocratic sisters. The re suit is a lassitude of mind often as fatal to health as the neglect of bodily exercise.— The wife who leaves the household carcs to the servant, pay» the penalty that has been affixed lo idleness, since the foundation of the world, and wilts away from ennui, or is driven into all sorts of fashionable fullies to find employment for the mind. Our fair friends were soon ensconced in the study, making out a list of invitation*.(Kr* Beware of pinning your faith to another's sleeve; of forming your opinion entirely on that of another. Strive to attain a modest independence of mind, and keep clear of. leading strings ; follow no one where you cannot see the road in which you are desired to wulk ; otherwise, you will remain n changeling all your days. Remember the old udage, "let every tub stand on its own bottom;" and never be the mere shadow of another. '•Shall 1 put down Mr. Boggs—(he eruditn Theophilus V Julia asked mischievously.The wedding morn at length arrived.— A large traveling carriage was seen standing in front of Lawton .Hall. Trunks, large and small, were piled upon it, and the villagers whispered that the newlymarried pair were to staitfor Europe immediately alter the ceremony, A crowd of Ivwh and idlers was collected on the lawn, all anxious to have a peep at the bride. At nine o'clock the count ijj his bridal suit, dashed up to the door. On this eventful morning he looked even fiercer than ever; and, throwing the reins to a servant, he jumped from his horso and ran up the hall steps, casting a contemptuous glance on the crowd of villagers. That young lady in the rocking-chair, who is so vigorously tugging at the needie with her little gold thimble, is Lizzie Linton. At first sight you would deem that the Sonterton belles had little to fear from her rivalry ; but, when she raises her head, mid you see the bright color come and go in her cheek, and the mild light in her dark gray eyee, you would agree, with the village gossips, "sweet Lizzie Linton is the most charming girl in Somerton." "Certainly," was Lizzie's biuehing re. ply. "He is my brother's guest ; and, in my opinion, is as worthy of attention as your Count wiili the unpronouncable name." "His namo is perfectly euphonious," said Julia, tartly, "whish i« not the case with every one's. I have it at my tongue's end—Joachim Marcchfnodi-lopodi. 1 have been brigitening up my French, as 1 understand he speaks our language very imperfectly. Oh, dear! only think, I have put down his name instead of Maggie Atwood's, in her invitation. I would not havt her know of my intentions tor the world; it would be all over the village before dinner lime." In an examination in the criminal court ot Pittsburg, on Tuesday, in a case where a man was charged with biting a soldier, the learned counsel for the defence outraged the feelings of the. Court and Jury, as well as all those present, by inquiring of a witness whether the defendant "didn't have a taste tor the military !" Up to a late hour the offender had not been arrested.—Sun. Lizzie is an orphan, and a poor one, too; and, were it not for the kindness of her brother-in-law, who took the lonely little one to his own home and promised to be to her as a father, she would be desolate indeed. " Now," thought ihey, " we shall soon sec the bride." But th«y were doomed to be disappointed Scarcely had the count shut the door behind him, when Mr. Revere, his horse all in a foam, came rapidlv up the avenue. He hastened into the house ; and soon two or three servants came forth. One was sent for tho doctor, another for Lizzie Linton, and a third for a constable. Before dinner time the news was all over the village. It seem# that Mr. Revere, suspecting all was nol right, had made some inquiries respecting the count, and had discovered that ne was an'appren. tice to a French hair-dresser; and that, hearing of Julia's penchant for foreigners, he had absconded with some of his master's money, and had suoceeded in palming himself upon the infatuated Julia, and her credulous aunt as an Italian count. Sueh a scene at Lawton Hal)! Miss Julia in • towering passion, her aunt in hysteric, the count arrested for robbery, anrf sweet Li*. *ie Linton flitting like on angel of mercy through that disorderly mansion. The trunks were taken from the carriage, the count conveycd lo the city, iirol Julia hid Iht throbbing head on Lizzie's bosom, and Do you hear that merry laugh from the window ? Do you see the toe of that little slipper peeping from beneath the folds of the curtain i The laugh and the foot are the property of Maggie Atwood, the greatest roup (Tie sun ever shone upon, and a favorite with every one notwithstanding.— She has the prettiest pair of roguish black eyes, and the most pouting cherry lips, to be found for two miles around. She is the only daughter of an invalid mother and a doting father. She acts just as she pleases, is responsible to no one, get* into numberless serapes, and makes a great deal of misohief. Jn the present instance,she isgiv. ing vent to a little pen( up vivacity, bysinging snatches of wild songs in the wildest possible manner. A spirited conversation is going on between the other three respecting the beaux. This very interesting subject is interrupted by the sound of wl.eeU, and a scream from Maggie of— One or T'other. •' A. dozen children may seem a large family with some folks who are moderate," remurked Mrs. Partington, "but my poor husband used to tell h story of a woman ir. some port of the world, where he stopped one night, who had nineteen children in five years, or five children in nineteen years, I don't recollect which—but I remember it was one or t'other." The days soon sped away, and tha» of the grand dinner party arrived. Lizzie Linton, simply attired in a clear muslin, with no ornament in her rich hrowu hair, save a single rosebud, entered the magnificent drawing-room at Lawton Hall, leaning on the arm of Mr. Boggs, whose brass buttons shone brighter th*n ever, on that detestable blue coa*. At the upper end of tlie Tnom stood Julia, in earnest conversation with the Count. Lizzie thought she had never seen her friend look to peerlessly beautiful. Her splendid figure was arrayed In a crimson velvet, which contrasted well with her dark complexion. Pearls gleamed amid her raven tresses, and a single diamond sparkled on her bosom. The Count was tall and slender, with long curling hair, and • most ferocious moustache, which gave a very frightful look to his countenance. It was evident that Julia,was enraptured with his conver. sattoi), although the bystanders could dis covcr nothing more than u few hackneyed dftr Every man thinks that Csesar's wife ought to be above suspicion, but he is far less particular as to what Csesar himself ought to be. —■C••• Lizzie was very much mortified at her friend's rudeness, and poor Mr. Boggs seemed quite hurt. It was a relief to all par. tics when a servant entered to announce that tea was read^. Lizzie did the honors of the table, and endeavored to draw her friends into conversation. At first it seemed that her efforts were unsuccessful, the young ladies preserving a frigid silence. At last Lizzie's little niece, Lilly, in endeavoring to reach a tempting cake, lost her balance and fell from her chair. As she fell, she caught the arm of the servant, who was about to hand a glass of water to Mr Boggs. The water streamed down over Liswe's dregs, and the broken glasa nestled amid the rich braids of her hair; but site set every thing to rights with her accustomed sweetness, soothed the frightened child, and resumed her scat at the tabic as though K/~ Why is a man ascending Vesuvius like an Irishman trying to kiss a prettv girl ? Because he wants to get at tb" ter's mouth. The way to success is to " keep-on trying," the desponding should remember thai ttme and patience converts the mulberty leaf into satin, while a handful of aoorns only needs the fostering influence of a little sunshine, and a little rain, with a little ox-tugging and a little genius to become a frigate with two rows of teeth. - era. (Kr It is not decent' nev in foolishness thai ought to * o spend your mowhen you have debts -De paid. The truth is, it is difficult to give a proper idea of the conduct of the Old Guar*1 To fhe cursory reader it seem* »•- Eor .ptian infunts are never washed till •ey are ayrar old, as there is a prevalent superstition that ,o wash them befXS attain that jige would be diaastrous. Jn one of the counties of this State, J. M. Hoot was the Democratic, Robert Hogg tbe Free Soil, and Thomas Dye the Whig candidate for the Legislature. The people had to stand it—"Root, Hogg, or Jhje /"—l'vlosi ( W/s.) Signal. that it acqurred such a r«puta»; 'i"®" arises from the (act that it 'on" 8 a reserve, and had noth: u,wa1'r8 aclfd 08 main movements of J"'« ,0 wuh the the duty of the W'u°h "J8 stem the torr'j (• 0 escribe. To la a ureal " defcal, ,0 G,ve "npulse movement, to strengthen an cX. n«!ST T,HE 3Pa"!arda do «ot often pay hyperbolical compliments, but one of their admncd writers, speaking of a lady's b ack eyes, says "they were i„ rnourn. "P for the m mders they had commit. •"Do, girls come here! There i* the greatest specimen of humanity gelling'out of the siage," The young ladies rushed lo lhc window.
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Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 3 Number 19, December 24, 1852 |
Volume | 3 |
Issue | 19 |
Subject | Pittston Gazette newspaper |
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Date | 1852-12-24 |
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Description
Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 3 Number 19, December 24, 1852 |
Volume | 3 |
Issue | 19 |
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 | 1852-12-24 |
Location Covered | United States; Pennsylvania; Luzerne County; Pittston |
Type | Text |
Original Format | newspaper |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Identifier | PGS_18521224_001.tif |
Language | English |
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Contact | For information on source and images, contact the West Pittston Public Library, 200 Exeter Ave, West Pittston, PA 18643. Phone: (570) 654-9847. Email: wplibrary@luzernelibraries.org |
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Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Full Text | PIT.TSTON tftoab GAZETTE, Ht AND SUSQUEHANNA ANTHRACITE JOURNAL. ' V j iS . _ __ 1 51 KJetkltj Jtapnptr- CSeoofrii tn Htm. liftrafort, tlje JHtrtanfilt, alining, ffiwjjnmral, nnb Igrirnlnrnl Snttrtsta nf tjje Conntrq, Snatruttion, amnstmtnt, 8t. )~Ctmi Mm fu flnnmtt. PITTSTON, PA., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 24,1852. WHOLE NUMBER 123. VOLUME 3.-NUMBER 19. THE PITTSTON GAZETTE, A curious-looking individual wss slowly alighting from the stage. His eyes were obscured by green spectacles. His hair of a (laming red, stood out on all sides of his head, like the quills of a porcupine.— A bright blue coat with brass buttons, and gray pantaloons, very much too (short tor him, completed his equipment. Screams and peals of laughters from the windows, told that his apparition was not without its effect on the lisible muscles of the young ladies, and the noise was very much increased when the man quietly un latched the garden gate and advanced u| tbe gravel walk. nothing had happened. After this mishap, the ice seemed broken and the girls talked glibly; but it would have been far better had they been silent. Jnlia complained about paroenues, and talked very wisely about schoolmasters.— Maggie Alwood turned the conversation upon gentlemen's dress, and wondered whether it were the fashion to wear blue costs and metal buttons ; while Mary, with great naivete turned to Mr. Boggs and ask. cd hiin what was the price of green spectacles.compliments lo his hostess, and a great deal of extravagant praise of Count Joachim Marschinodelopodi. Julia introduced Lizzie to him. The Count stared at her through his glass, stroked down his ipoustache, and took no other notice ot the blushing girl than by saying to Julia, in a voice intended to be very terrible—told how she was humbled. The villagers were astonished at this unexpected revelation, but were confident they would not be disappointed in Lizzie Linton's wedding—that they were sure of. But, on the afternoon of that day, Mr. Boggs suddenly disappeared, and all said Lizzie, like Julia, would be a deserted bride. Mr, Revere shook his head, and suid it was very strange, aiW Lizzie had a good long cry in her own little room. The bridesmaid came in and whispered her tears. Lizzie placed the last orange blossom in her hair. As she turned from the mirror, heaving a deep sigh, a carriage drove up to the door. Some of the company, of course. No, it was Mr. Bong's voice that sounded through the hall. Some one tapped at the door. It was Mrs. Revere, who told her that Mr. to see her. ' The Old Gnard of Napoleon. haustcd column, and, by being here and there, and in every place where help was needed, and wi h unbroken front in the inid«t of disorder, and resolute hearts in the midst of fear and panic, that it has gainedlts renown. The discomfitted soldier gazed in astonishmei.t on the cool courage which triumphed where he had failed, and broken ranks viewed with wonder the steady march on batteries which had shattered them to frag, ments. Called in only when the other troops gave way, and mantEUvring unci charging with the same determined bravery in the midst of a panic as in the flush of victory, they were looked upon as superior to the emotions and fears of ordinary mortals. And nothing does show the sublime elevation of this invincible body of men more than their freedom Irom tlm contagion ol example ; bring always suf. ficient in themselves, and steadiest and bravest in the moment of greatest disaster and fear. It was this peculiarity which gave the Guard influence over the soldiers, and made its presence like the shouts of victory. The whole army came to regard it as exempt from ordinary duty in a battlefield—too great to be employed in ordinary fighting, and to bo called on only when the bravest troops gave way. Ilschargeg werd looked upon as an unalterable decree against the enemy, written in rhe lDOok of fate. Its stern and measured tread uever once faltered; against its adamantine sides cavalry thundered in vain; while before its levelled bayonets the firmest array went down. Napoleon knew its power, and in. creased its strength to the greatest limit it could bear. Any nation that could furnish 200,000 men able to fulfil the severe conditions annexed to admission into the Old Guard might have conquered the world. iHiqnehann Anthracite Journal AND BY J. T. HBADLY. PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY C. M. R1CHART Cfe H. S. PHILLIPS. The Imperial Guard—or, as it is fumiliarly known, the Old Guard of Napoleon —is as much renowned in modern as the Greek Phalanx was in ancient war. When the latter, eight or sixteen thoi-sand strong, shoulder to shoulder, and shield touching shield, moved sixteen deep on the enemy, the battle was over. So, when the eagles of the Old Guard were seen advancing through the knoke of the conflict, the result was no longer doubtful. Its whole history was an illustration of the moral and physical power which a great idea imparts. Called upon only in great emergencies, it came to regard itself as the prop of the empire. When its columns were ordered to move to the aUack, every soldier know it was not to execute a manoeuvre, or to perform a subordinate part in the battle, but to march where the struggle was the deadliest, and the fate of the army was to be decided. He knew, too, that over the dead and dying, over flaming batteries and ranks of steel, the steady battalions were to go. The bugle was never to sound a retreat for him, and no reserve help him lo sustain the shock. It was the consciousness of this great responsibility that made iD great and irresistible. This idea alone filled the mind, leaving no room for the fear of death. The bearskin caps of the grenadiers were never seen advancing to the charge without causing a shout from the whole army. The force it possessed over others was as much moral as physical. Beaten troops rallied at»its approach, despair gave way "to confidence, and the cry of terror was changed into shouts of victory. The enemy, on the other hand, when they saw the deep and massive columns of the Gu8rd approaching, were already half beaten. Tne pres. tige of victory that went with its eagles paralyzed against hope. So well known was it, when they were ordered up, that the final hour of one or the other army had come, that the contest along the different portions of the line became apparently of no account, and everything awaited the result of the shock. So perfect was their discipline, that their tread was unlike that of the other regiments, while the consciousness of their power gave to their movements a grandeur no body of men in ancient or modern times liavo possessed.— Their bivouac at night, and their squares in position on the battle-field, were always the great objects of interest, for they en folded the Em|Deror. Napoleon loved them devotedly, and always called them his children. They never suffered while anything was to be had, and he would listen kindly to the suit of the meanest' soldier. And well did they deserve his love. For him they knew no weariness or pain ; his presence alone compensated thern for all losses ; and at his bidding, and for his welfare, ihey would move cheerfully on to death. The care he took of them, and the pride he felt in them, naturally produced a strong and abiding attachment. lie was proud of their appearance, and always gave them a prominent place in his great exhibitions at Paris. He allowed liberally for the expenditures of the oflicers, wishing ;hem to be dressed magnificently, though habited himself in the plainest cof tume. The dress of the drum-major of the Fo-Dt Grenadiers alone cost «•* ifcctSSud dollars. So richly worked in gold was it, that in 1809, when the Old Guard made its triumphal entry into Vienna, the ladies said that the drum-major would make a more profitable prisoner than Napoleon.— Even the musicians and sergeants were dressed in tnis sumptuous uniform. The gorgeous appearance of the chief oflicers contrasted well with the grave, austere costume of the battalions of the Guard.— When in front of iheir lines, the former appeared like the sparkling foam and crest of the wave :hat swept darkly after. Napoleon took an interest in everything pertaining to the oflicers of his Guard : even their marriages. He was not less solicitious'that they should become good citizens than good oflicers. Dorsenna having expressed some astonishment at this pateraal solicitude, especially in regard to the approaching marriage of an officer, Nopoleon replied: "Are you not alt lions? Very well; it is important the race should not perish. France and myself will have need of new teeth and new claws, when yours con no longer serve us." The same interest extended to the children of those who fell in battle. They were provided for and educated. Speaking once to Davoust, of the reluctance of the soldiers of the GuHrd to leave it even for promotion among the troops along the line, he said, "My old soldiers would rather eat a piece of bread near me than a chicken a hundred leagues from my person. It is true that if they are not able to leave me, it also gives me great pain to part from them. He inquired into iho wants of the soldiers, and often playfully asked, l:M» gamblers, are you in want ot anything ?" The uniform answer was "Nothing." The discipline was very severe, and the least departure from daty was visited with punishment. It was more rigorous than in the army of the I ne. Napoleon had said—"If I wished only intrepid men, I could take at hazard the first men 1 oame to in the army ; but I desire more—I want good conduct, morality and obedience, and this I find difficult." Mil W—t tidt of Main Stmt, $tcond ttciy •/ tkt "La*f Stor*" 0/ H'itner 4- Wood. T11 "Gazette It Jovrsal" 1b pabllshod every Friday, at Two Dollar* per annum. Two Dollars end Fifty Cent* will be charged if not paid within the year. Ife paper wit! be discontinued until all arrearages are paid. Advertise vknts are insulted conspicuously atOscE Dollar pur square of fourteen lines for three insertions; and TwKXTV-rtvK Cents additional for every subsequent Insertion. A liberal deduction to those who advertise for six months or the whole year. Jos Wore.—We h*ve connected with our establishment a well selected assortineut of Joa Tvrs, which will ena ble us tC» execute, lu the neatest style, every variety of julatinf. • Very tolewable for America, mais in Europe, aw !" The Somerton beaux, although most of hem heard this decision, did not appear to set much value on it, for Lizzie was decidedly the hello of the room. Once during the evening Mr. Boggs chanced to be standing near Miss Lawton and the count, when the lady let tall her handkerchief. Seeing that the count was not inclined to pick it up, Mr. Boggs very politely handed it to its fair owner, when Joachim, die., looking very fiercely on the spectacle, ejaculated, " Aw ! de puppy I— In my contree de ladies, ven dey drops dere mouchoirs, ring the bell for the ser vaut to pick dem up." To which valuable piece of in formal ion Miss Julia replied by a most benignant smilp. The party passed off', as all parties do, with a great many compliments, some torn dresses, a few broken glasses and not a few heartaches. The next morning it was reported ihrough the village that Miss Law. ton was engaged to the count, and the news was confirmed by Julia herself, who came to Lizzie Linton to be congratulated. Mr. Boggs, protesting his supreme happiness in being able to gratify her curiosity, informed her of the place where his own were procured, and gave her the exact cost of them ; at the same time gravely hoping she might never be so unfortunate as to need them. This last sally somewhat abashed the young lady, who hung her head, and said not another word. Immediately after, Julia Lawton rose from the table, and followed by the rest, led the way to the parlor. " Mercy on us ! He's coming right in ! what shall we do? 1 hear his voice in the hall!" These and sundry other exclamations were checked by the entrance of the individual in question, who bowing politely to the ladies, inquired for Mr. Revere.Fur the Pi Hon C.i«ctt«. LINES ON AUTUMN. Bf ELLA, OF Ml'NCY, " What can she want at such a time?" the bridesmaid exclaimed. Lizzie trem. bling'v descended the stairs; but, apon enteiing the parlor, she saw no Mr. Boggs, but a gentleman of strikingly handsome appearance wan standing near the door.— Supposing him to have business with her brother, she said, half aloud— Ah lift! what tweet, MC1 eounda are those, That fall upon the car ? 'Tu the low, soleum requh-ra Of (he departing year. \i*d from yon brightly tinted grove, Cornea up that dirge-like strain. Now breathing loud ita mournful unlet ~ Now eighinglow again. " My brother-in law, is not at home," said Lizzie Linton, coming forward from the window ; •' pray, be seated, he will be in presently." The stranger took the chair she handed him, and Lizzie could do no less than sent herself near him. He made some remarks upon the weather, and our heroine, conquering a strong inclination to laugh at his remarkable appearance, answered him politely. Lizzie soon heard laughing from the window, and jt became evident that her friends *erc andible discussing the visitor. Very soon, to Lizzie's surprise, the girls nsked for their bonnets, although they had purposed spending the evening with her; and, though she begged them not to go, she was soon left alone with Mr. Boifgs. Around our path.*, the flower* no more lu bright luxttrhncc bloom; They too, have f«»lt the chilling blight, And aunk into (be tomb. Ah ! ead the le*son that they leoeh,— Though all that lesson know,— That, ftru from this bleak worid v f our*, The loveliest always go. " I thought they told me Mr. Boggs was here." Now, a lele-a-lelc with a gentleman was Lizzie'a aversion ; but she soon discovered Mr. Uoggs to be as different from the Sitrnerlon beaux in intellect and wit, as he was in appearance. " And he is here, dear Lizzie V replied a well.known voice. Lizzie stood still, her eyes fixed upon the stranger; but she sought in vain for the red hair and green spectacles. This Mr. Bogus, had dark cutting hair of hiCt own, and eyes that seemed to read her ev.. ery thought. " I bfg pardon, dearest, for the deception 1 have practised. My name is not Bojign, but Charles Clifton. I am no Yankee schoolmaster ; although, as I am a res. ident in Boston, and a Professor in—— Ilonealh our footstep*, bright and • *r« The Autumnal leaves do lie, And softly u the earth thi y lull, Aeihojjfniitle broczr steals by And more tuneful far li their ruffle to uic, Thau the exquisite tones of art, l or nature's music must ever thrill With a strange, wild Joy the heart! I he hours flov by very pleasantly, and f Lizzie was pleased with Mr. Boggs' conversation, ho was equally charmed with tor sprightly remarks. Lizzie possessed the faculty, as agreeable 89 it is rare, of being an intelligent listener. Every passing thought and feeling was pictured on Iter glowing face ; and before the evening was over, Mr. Boggs was decidedly in love. The couut and hi"financie were now to be daily seen driving at a furious rate through the village, or walking most romantically over the beauiiful hills among which it is embosomed. The countess had dropped, at her lover's command, all her villnge acquaintances savex Lizzie Linton. He had even wished to include her wtih the rest; but Julia, who, had a little of her npirit remaining, insisted so vehemently on retaining her friendship, that Joachim was obliged to yield. The count was extremely desirous thai their marriage should take place immediately ; but here a;iain he was overruled as, according to Julia's id»a, no one could marry them but the bishop, and it would be some time before he could visit the village. In the meantime, preparations went on rapidly, and numerous were the rumors\ respecting the bridal dress and the bridal cake. Huge boxes were continually arriving at Lawton Hall; the drawing-room was being entirely fitted up with new vel vet furniture and magnificent lace curtains were purchased for the windows. All the village (tared and wondered, and were no wiser than before. "Shame on tliem!" she mentally exclaimed ; and, perceiving lhat the stranger seemed much embarrassed, she began a conversation which very soon set him Completely at his ease. When Mr. Revere entered the room, he found the trio in the window seat shaking with laughter, and his little sister in earnest conversation with his visitor. And the autumn time! oh, I leve U well, Though Clrass«*d in a mouri.fal guise. With its drooping flower*, and it* fulling leave*, A nd iu toft blue hniy « kies; For aronnd and ubere there tueihe '.o dwell The mystical pretence of song, And the spirit would ft.In, with rapture thrilled, The Joyous home prolong. A Delighted Mother. College, 1 know not how far I 4m entitled to '.lie name. Forgive me for deceiving you so long ; 1 wished to nee how far real worth, accompanied by ugliness and lowliness, would go to gain a pure heart- I lelt sure that whoever loved Theophilus Boggs would love him for himself alone.— Will you accept me as his substitute ?" Lizzie did not say no; but she did say — " Oh !' The—Charles, I mean, why did you leave me this afternoon ? I was so afraid you were not coming back again." "That, Lizzie, is soon explained. 1 went this afternoon to the city to bring my mother and sister to see you, Lizzie, and I Itnew if 1 told you beforehand you would be osking a hundred questions and would manage to discover my secret." '• May we come in ?" said one o( the bridesmaids, who were all dishonorably listening at the door; "the minister is waiting." Rut the minister did not wait long, and soon young Mrs. Clifton was chiding Mr. and Mrs. Revere, who had been in the secret all the time. As for the mother-inlaw, she was so charmed with her new daughter ; that she declared, if she had known what a pearl Charlie had hid in this little village, she would have betrayed his secret long before. Of course, Maggie, Mary and Julia made suituble apologies for their rudeness to the ci devant Bongs. A mother who was in the habit of asking her children, before they retired at nigh", what they had done to make others happy, found her young twin daughters silent.— She spoke modestly of deeds and dispositions founded on the golden rule, " I)o unto others as ye would they should do unto you." Still those little bright faces were bowed in silence. The question was again repeated. " [la ! my friend," he exclaimed, " I am happv to see you, Lizzie, this is Mr. Theophilus Hoggs, a college chum of mine, and a highly valued friend. Introduce him to your companions." Poor Lizzie performed, with infinite grace, Che not very enviable task ol introducing Sir. Boggs to the proud village beauties', who returned his low bow with a scorhlul curl ol the lip. Mr. Revere led off his friend to his office, oil business matt rs, but stopped an instant at the door to whisper to Lizzie, " Mr. Boggs is a schoolmaster from New England. 1 hope you will pay him every attention." When Lizzie communicated this piece of information to her visitors, thev declared, with one voice, that it was shameful lor Mr. Revere tu make such a fuss with a mere school-master. When Lizzie laid her head on her pillow that night, she thought of Mr. Bog««, not as the green-spectacled, blue ooated, red-haired stratmer, but as an agreeable and highly intelligent man, lor whom she already felt a friendship that might ripen into love. "What! love such an ugly man! wed Mr. Boggs!" whispered Pride. "But he is so intelligent, so noble in his every thought, I could love him for his real worth," chimed in Conscience. Then Welcome, sweet Autumn, right welcome art i hoe, For tlio't brlngeet bright vi-Clon« to me, . M r cause* the b!)ght that on all thing* do full, To desccud on my young spirit free 11 ut In each fulling leaf uud palo drooping flower A spirit seems ling* ring near, A ltd tells that though in m, like t'te flowers must die, They both shall in fresh beauty appear 1 " I can remember nothing good all this day, dear mother; only one of my schoolmates was happy, because she had gained the head of the class, and 1 smiled on her, and ran to kiss her; so she said I was good. This is all, dear mother." The next morning, as Lizzie was entering the village store to make a few purchases, the splendid equippage of Mrs. Law. ton whirled up to the door, and Miss Julia alighted. A hearty greeting' passed botweeu the t vo friends, Julia exclaiming— M'MU (LMTO£ls OR, MODERN ARISTOCRATS. The other 6poke still more timidly: "A little girl who sat with me on the bench, at the school, had lost a little brother. I saw that while she studied her lesson, she hid her face in her book and wept. I felt sorry, and laid my face on the same book and wept with her. Then she looted up and was comforted; and put her arms around my neck; but I do not know why she said I had done her good." BY IIA DDI B LANE "Lizzie, you are the very one I wanted to see. 1 Nave a whole budget of news to uufblJ to you. Last evening, when we were all laughing at Mr. "Boggs' descent from the stage, little did [ think there was a distinguished foreigner in the same vehicle, gazing intently at us all ihe lime. He is an Italian count, young, rich, and handsome ; and lie has taken rooniR at the « idow Maikleys. I saw him pass the Hall this morning, and he looked so handsome, in his sportsman's dress, that I lost my heart directly. Aunt is going lo give a grand dinner parly, and invite all the village, so I came down to lite store 10 order glass and china, and 1 want you to go home with me to help." But this grand wooing was not ihe only one going on in the village. Mr. Boggs' talents, his wits, his manifold good qualities, were making, slowly, but surely, a deep wound in Lizzie's heart. His awkwardness, his ugliness, liis name, were all (orgolten, and his occupation was now the only stumbling block. To wed a schoolmaster, and assist in fetching country children. Lizzie nobly surrendered her heart to the keeping of Mr. Boggs. Very soon after, Mr. Boggs came striding into the parlor, and informed her that he had succeeded in obtaining a school with a small salary, it was true, but upon which he thought they might live comfortably— Lizzie referred him to Mr. Revere, who had, all along encouraged his suit. Her brother gave his approval, and preparations for the wedding were commenced immediately. They were not very expensive ones, however ; for Lizzie made her own wedding dress, and Mrs. Revere mixed up the cake. E1J Alt the close of a bright day in October, a merry party ol young ladies were assembled in a cozy little room, fronting Ihe street par excellence of :he village of Somerion. Of all the beauties the village could boasi, iliote lour girls shone preeminent. We will introduce them, Miss Julia, with a loss of ihe head "wondered what the world was coming to, when vulgar Yankees were mingle in genteel tociety." " He is not vulgar," retorted Lizzie, " though he has an ugly name, and is not very prepossessing in appearance, yet his conversation betokens him a gentleman." That queenly ore itu e, reclining so listlessly on ihe sofu, is Miss Julia Law. ton—lite greul heiress. She is an orphan, and her weulih is eutirely at her own disposal. Suitors she has without number ; her aunt's stalely dwelling of Lawton Hall is daily besieged by bocjuels and billetdoux, but the fair Julia is ot the opinion that her starry eyes and raven ringlets would appear to be'.ter advantage in a Eu. ropean druwing rcom; and shi therefore looks down ra'.lier disJainfully upon her plabeian lovers. Miss Mary Maurice, the young lady so gracefully occupy ing the ottoman, is really a beautiful girl. Those long flaxen ring, lets, and clear childish blue eyes, togeiher with her winning wavb. have won for her the appellation of " bubv Mary." She is the pet and plaything of half a dozen brothers, who are all her seniors, and all desirous that she shall never quii playing with dolls, und never confine those shining tresses wiih a comb. But 'baby Mury' knows her own cnwrquence. She has consulted her mirror, and it has told her a pleasing tale ; and, instead of dolls, she now plays a more despeiate game with hearts. C 11 — Anecdote o« Three Robbers. Where there ij no integrity there can be no confidence; and w|iere there is no confidence there can be no unanimity.— Three German robbers having acquired by various atrocities what amounted to a very valuable booty, they agreed to divide the spoil. When the day which they had appointed for this purpose had arrived, one of them was despatched tft * town: i« purchase provisions for the last carousal. The other two secretly agreed to murder him on his return, that they might each come in for whole half of tha plunder, instead of only a* third. They did so. But tho murdered mau was a closer calculator than his assassins, for he had previously poisoned a part of the provisions that he might or«t the whole of the spoil.— his precious triumvirate were found dead together!—a signal instance that nothing is so perfectly blind and suicidal as the sei(ishness of vice. " I wonder if he is to stay here altojjeiher," said Mary Maurice. " 1 know my brother won't let me come here to see you Lizzie, if he does," " Why Lizz," cricd Maggie At wood, 'how could you keep your countenance, A'ith those great green eyes staring at you all the time ? Ami such hair, and such a shocking coat !" And the girl laughed hea'rtily. The gentlemen soon returned, and Mr. Revere apologized for leaving his guest io the tender mercies ol the young ladies, as he promised his wile to spend the afternoon with her, in a visit to a lady who lived ten miles from Somerton. Here we must observe that no parly was accounted complete, unless Lizzie'Imd a hand iri the arrangements, and a wed. ding was but half a wedding, if Lizzie were not the bridesmaid. -— Julia having verified the proverb thnt " all is noi gold that glitters," lived and died an old maitf; while sweet Lizzie Linton, as we must cull her, in her happy relation as wife and mother, fully recognized that As Lizzie sat in the carriage beside Iter friend, she could not help remonstrating with her on her imprudence in falling in love with an entire stranger, and rnqtiired what Mrs. Lawton thought of the affair" The rank i» bat the guinea'* stamp, The man'* the man for a' that." Deapiilng Household Duties. It so fell out tliut the day fixed on for tlio ceremony was the very same that was Co nee Julia Lawton metamorphosed into an D:— m;ss Lawton was to be An awkward pause followed his departure. Mr. Boggs essayed to draw Miss Lawton into a conversation, but a cold sneer and reserved manners chilled him into silence. Mary Maurice had thrown herself upon the rug, and was busily carressing the kitten, when Mr. Boggs, drawing his chair close to the fire, remarked upon the beauty of the animal, and inquired whether she was fond of pets. She took back the cloud of ringlets Irom her fair forehead, and, gazing childlishly up in his fact-, made him no answer. Mr. Boggs repeated his remark in a louder voice, thinking that perhaps the young lady mighD be deafT A silvery laugh was his only answer, and " baby Mary" turned to the kitten again. Almost despairing, Mr. Boggs approached the piano, where Maggie Atwood was seated rattling over the keys. She inquired if he liked music, add, upon his answering in the affirmative, volunteered to play for him. He was evidently gratified, and, when the piece was ended, was about to ask for another, when the lively girl, wheeling herself around on the piano stool, asked if he knew the name of that piece.- ln duly bound, he wn* anxious to know, and Maggie, fixing her eyes on his face, vociferated, " The Redhead s March," and left the instrument. From a variety of causes, nothing is more common than to find American women who have not the slightest Idea ol t8i. A writer uiu« alludes "Oh! Lizzie," Julia rep!:H; Mvou know I am mistress at home, and my aunt is ho anxious to be rid of me, that she would marry me to a schoolmaster if he did but offer himself" llfet.fc. married in the morning, and lierautuu.r.C was to witness the ceremony ; while Lizzie's nuptials were to be celebrated in the ■rood old-fushioned style, at eight o'clock in the evening, and the whole village to he invited. to this subject: In this neglect of household cares Amercan females stand alone. A German laly, no mnltei how high her rank, never orgets that domestic labor conduces to the leulih of the body and mind alike. An English ladv, whether she be only a genlemen's wife, or a duke's, does not despise the household, and even though she hns a housekeeper, devotes a portion of her time to this her true, her happiest sphers. It is reserved (or our Republican fine ladies (o be more choice than even their monarchical and aristocratic sisters. The re suit is a lassitude of mind often as fatal to health as the neglect of bodily exercise.— The wife who leaves the household carcs to the servant, pay» the penalty that has been affixed lo idleness, since the foundation of the world, and wilts away from ennui, or is driven into all sorts of fashionable fullies to find employment for the mind. Our fair friends were soon ensconced in the study, making out a list of invitation*.(Kr* Beware of pinning your faith to another's sleeve; of forming your opinion entirely on that of another. Strive to attain a modest independence of mind, and keep clear of. leading strings ; follow no one where you cannot see the road in which you are desired to wulk ; otherwise, you will remain n changeling all your days. Remember the old udage, "let every tub stand on its own bottom;" and never be the mere shadow of another. '•Shall 1 put down Mr. Boggs—(he eruditn Theophilus V Julia asked mischievously.The wedding morn at length arrived.— A large traveling carriage was seen standing in front of Lawton .Hall. Trunks, large and small, were piled upon it, and the villagers whispered that the newlymarried pair were to staitfor Europe immediately alter the ceremony, A crowd of Ivwh and idlers was collected on the lawn, all anxious to have a peep at the bride. At nine o'clock the count ijj his bridal suit, dashed up to the door. On this eventful morning he looked even fiercer than ever; and, throwing the reins to a servant, he jumped from his horso and ran up the hall steps, casting a contemptuous glance on the crowd of villagers. That young lady in the rocking-chair, who is so vigorously tugging at the needie with her little gold thimble, is Lizzie Linton. At first sight you would deem that the Sonterton belles had little to fear from her rivalry ; but, when she raises her head, mid you see the bright color come and go in her cheek, and the mild light in her dark gray eyee, you would agree, with the village gossips, "sweet Lizzie Linton is the most charming girl in Somerton." "Certainly," was Lizzie's biuehing re. ply. "He is my brother's guest ; and, in my opinion, is as worthy of attention as your Count wiili the unpronouncable name." "His namo is perfectly euphonious," said Julia, tartly, "whish i« not the case with every one's. I have it at my tongue's end—Joachim Marcchfnodi-lopodi. 1 have been brigitening up my French, as 1 understand he speaks our language very imperfectly. Oh, dear! only think, I have put down his name instead of Maggie Atwood's, in her invitation. I would not havt her know of my intentions tor the world; it would be all over the village before dinner lime." In an examination in the criminal court ot Pittsburg, on Tuesday, in a case where a man was charged with biting a soldier, the learned counsel for the defence outraged the feelings of the. Court and Jury, as well as all those present, by inquiring of a witness whether the defendant "didn't have a taste tor the military !" Up to a late hour the offender had not been arrested.—Sun. Lizzie is an orphan, and a poor one, too; and, were it not for the kindness of her brother-in-law, who took the lonely little one to his own home and promised to be to her as a father, she would be desolate indeed. " Now," thought ihey, " we shall soon sec the bride." But th«y were doomed to be disappointed Scarcely had the count shut the door behind him, when Mr. Revere, his horse all in a foam, came rapidlv up the avenue. He hastened into the house ; and soon two or three servants came forth. One was sent for tho doctor, another for Lizzie Linton, and a third for a constable. Before dinner time the news was all over the village. It seem# that Mr. Revere, suspecting all was nol right, had made some inquiries respecting the count, and had discovered that ne was an'appren. tice to a French hair-dresser; and that, hearing of Julia's penchant for foreigners, he had absconded with some of his master's money, and had suoceeded in palming himself upon the infatuated Julia, and her credulous aunt as an Italian count. Sueh a scene at Lawton Hal)! Miss Julia in • towering passion, her aunt in hysteric, the count arrested for robbery, anrf sweet Li*. *ie Linton flitting like on angel of mercy through that disorderly mansion. The trunks were taken from the carriage, the count conveycd lo the city, iirol Julia hid Iht throbbing head on Lizzie's bosom, and Do you hear that merry laugh from the window ? Do you see the toe of that little slipper peeping from beneath the folds of the curtain i The laugh and the foot are the property of Maggie Atwood, the greatest roup (Tie sun ever shone upon, and a favorite with every one notwithstanding.— She has the prettiest pair of roguish black eyes, and the most pouting cherry lips, to be found for two miles around. She is the only daughter of an invalid mother and a doting father. She acts just as she pleases, is responsible to no one, get* into numberless serapes, and makes a great deal of misohief. Jn the present instance,she isgiv. ing vent to a little pen( up vivacity, bysinging snatches of wild songs in the wildest possible manner. A spirited conversation is going on between the other three respecting the beaux. This very interesting subject is interrupted by the sound of wl.eeU, and a scream from Maggie of— One or T'other. •' A. dozen children may seem a large family with some folks who are moderate," remurked Mrs. Partington, "but my poor husband used to tell h story of a woman ir. some port of the world, where he stopped one night, who had nineteen children in five years, or five children in nineteen years, I don't recollect which—but I remember it was one or t'other." The days soon sped away, and tha» of the grand dinner party arrived. Lizzie Linton, simply attired in a clear muslin, with no ornament in her rich hrowu hair, save a single rosebud, entered the magnificent drawing-room at Lawton Hall, leaning on the arm of Mr. Boggs, whose brass buttons shone brighter th*n ever, on that detestable blue coa*. At the upper end of tlie Tnom stood Julia, in earnest conversation with the Count. Lizzie thought she had never seen her friend look to peerlessly beautiful. Her splendid figure was arrayed In a crimson velvet, which contrasted well with her dark complexion. Pearls gleamed amid her raven tresses, and a single diamond sparkled on her bosom. The Count was tall and slender, with long curling hair, and • most ferocious moustache, which gave a very frightful look to his countenance. It was evident that Julia,was enraptured with his conver. sattoi), although the bystanders could dis covcr nothing more than u few hackneyed dftr Every man thinks that Csesar's wife ought to be above suspicion, but he is far less particular as to what Csesar himself ought to be. —■C••• Lizzie was very much mortified at her friend's rudeness, and poor Mr. Boggs seemed quite hurt. It was a relief to all par. tics when a servant entered to announce that tea was read^. Lizzie did the honors of the table, and endeavored to draw her friends into conversation. At first it seemed that her efforts were unsuccessful, the young ladies preserving a frigid silence. At last Lizzie's little niece, Lilly, in endeavoring to reach a tempting cake, lost her balance and fell from her chair. As she fell, she caught the arm of the servant, who was about to hand a glass of water to Mr Boggs. The water streamed down over Liswe's dregs, and the broken glasa nestled amid the rich braids of her hair; but site set every thing to rights with her accustomed sweetness, soothed the frightened child, and resumed her scat at the tabic as though K/~ Why is a man ascending Vesuvius like an Irishman trying to kiss a prettv girl ? Because he wants to get at tb" ter's mouth. The way to success is to " keep-on trying," the desponding should remember thai ttme and patience converts the mulberty leaf into satin, while a handful of aoorns only needs the fostering influence of a little sunshine, and a little rain, with a little ox-tugging and a little genius to become a frigate with two rows of teeth. - era. (Kr It is not decent' nev in foolishness thai ought to * o spend your mowhen you have debts -De paid. The truth is, it is difficult to give a proper idea of the conduct of the Old Guar*1 To fhe cursory reader it seem* »•- Eor .ptian infunts are never washed till •ey are ayrar old, as there is a prevalent superstition that ,o wash them befXS attain that jige would be diaastrous. Jn one of the counties of this State, J. M. Hoot was the Democratic, Robert Hogg tbe Free Soil, and Thomas Dye the Whig candidate for the Legislature. The people had to stand it—"Root, Hogg, or Jhje /"—l'vlosi ( W/s.) Signal. that it acqurred such a r«puta»; 'i"®" arises from the (act that it 'on" 8 a reserve, and had noth: u,wa1'r8 aclfd 08 main movements of J"'« ,0 wuh the the duty of the W'u°h "J8 stem the torr'j (• 0 escribe. To la a ureal " defcal, ,0 G,ve "npulse movement, to strengthen an cX. n«!ST T,HE 3Pa"!arda do «ot often pay hyperbolical compliments, but one of their admncd writers, speaking of a lady's b ack eyes, says "they were i„ rnourn. "P for the m mders they had commit. •"Do, girls come here! There i* the greatest specimen of humanity gelling'out of the siage," The young ladies rushed lo lhc window. |
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