The Wabash Courier, Volume 21, Number 47, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 16 July 1853 — Page 1

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UNCLE BILL:

Or How Bittles Got Ilia Wife.

Uncle Bill Griffin, or Uncle Bill, as fie was commonly called, with an irreverent disregard of his patronymic, did not retire from the ship chandlery busi fie** till he was worth something more than a plum. Not being blessed with a Hon to continue his name and inherit his fortune, he lavished all his care and attention upon hi* daughter.

Sweet Molly Griffin, thou weri a* unlike thy papa as a cannry bird ia unlike a bud dog. (lis fare wan a Dutch nut cricker—thine as soft as a rose leaf.— He was the veriest miser in all creation, thou didst spend thy pocket money BB liberally as a Prince of Wales. In his household management Ur.ele Bill waa consummate skinflint tradition savs that he used to soak the back logs in the cistern and water the lamp oil and he was aided and abetd in all his stingy achemos by a vinegar faced housckeep •r. who was the sworn enemy of all good cheer, and stinted fron^ a pure love of meanness. Vet pretty Mnry had no reason complain of her father's penuriousness, as far as she was concerned, lie sent her to the best schools,and nave her a carte blanche of the most expensive milliners, and when she walked Washington street of a sunny dav there was not a more gaily bcdecked damsel from Cornhill to K«sox street.

Of course, several very nice younj? frsf*n, In varnished leather and white kids, fell over head and ears in IOVP with her, and there was a larger number of whiskers collected outside of the meeting she attended on Sunday, that darkened the door ol any other metropolitan church. Yet cold wn* the mnid.nml tho" legions advanced, All drilled in Ovidian art. Though they lauguiahed and ogled, protested and danced Like shadows they catno and like shadows they glanced, Krm thr pure polished lee of her hrnrt.

Hesiden, Uncle Bill was a formidable guardian to his attractive daughter. I id ho not fire a charge of rock salt into the inexpressible ot Tom Bilkins. when he came serenading with crack guitar? Didn't ho threaten to kick Towlo for leaving a valentine at his door? Wasn't he capable of unheard atrocities? The suitors of pretty Mary were all frightened off by her father, except a steady young fellow who rejoiced in the nnme of Sampson Bittles, and was addicted to book keeping in a wholesule grocery store on Commercial street. The old man realty liked Bntles, he waa so staid, ao quiet, and «o full of information. He was a i^gnL.1 price ciurent and no man on'Change was better acquainted with the value of stock. Why Mary liked him it is more difficult to conjecture, for he was very deficient in the small talk, that young ladies ate so fond of, was averse to mustachios, disliked the operathought the balle immoral, and considered waltzing indelicato.

Perhaps his jjood looks compensated

One evening Bittles screwed up his courage to the task of addressing the old man on the subject nearest to his h®11"' ,,

Mr. Griffin said be, °l ve had something here a long time," and he made up a horrible face, and placed his hand somewhere near his heart. "Dvapepsta?" said the old man. "Your daughter,** said the young one. ••Well, what about hert" asked Uncle Bill, sharjnshly.

I'm in love with her, said the unclerk, luwhug?'* said Uncle Bill» "Kictl" rejoined Bittles.

What's your income!' enquired Griffin. "Eight hundred," answered the supplicant. **h won't lo. my boy. said Gnffin, shaking his grim look*. No man on. a salary shall marry my daughter. Why, she's the finest girl in Boston, and it takes capital to marry a fine sirl.— When you Have thirty thousand dollars tobegiti with, you may come and talk to me.

Bittles disappeared. Six months after that. Miss Mary Griffin received a letter with an endorsement t»f Uncle Sam. acknowledging the receipt of forty cents. lltan thus:

SA* Fasttctsco. California, *40. Dearest Mary—Enclosed you will find ft specimen of California Gi*UI. which please hand your faiher and oblige. Have to ad viae you of my return «o tkwtoo. Please inform your father that I have made fifty thousand dollars the tomes, «nd shall, wind and at

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for his other dehcencles, or perhaps her {appeared to me so extraordinary as the horror of living in a state of single bles tedness Induced her to countenance the only man Uncle Bill was ever known to tolerate.

wenther permitting, soon wait upon him to talk over the matter, and arrange terms of partnership. Yours to com mand. SAMPSON BITTLES.

Mary as in duty bound epistle to her father, who joyed..

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Bmles did tell her the news, and they were married. He went into business on the fifty thousand furnished him by his father-in law, nnd was so extraordinnri ly prosperous, that Uncle Bill was more convinced than ever that the story wat a regular Munchausen. Once or twice "Pnthe tried to repeat it, but the old gentleman cut him short with: *1 know nil about it. Had it put in the papers too, eh? O. it was a terrible affair! Lost your all! Poor fellow? Well, 1 will makp it up to you—and now won't hear another word about it.

When Uncle Bill departed this life, his immense property was found to be equally divided between his daughter and son-in-law, the testator bequeathing to the latter his share to compensate him for the loss he sustained on his return from California.

CLEARNESS OF THE NORTHERN SEAS.-— Nothing can be more surprising and beautiful than the singular clearness of the water of the northern seas. As we passed slowly over the surface, the bottom, which was here in general of white sand, was clearly visible at from twenty to twenty-five fathoms. During the

whole course of the tour I made, nothing appeared to me so extraordinary as the

immense recesses of the ocean, unruffled by the slightest breeze,the gentle splashing of the oars scarcely disturbing it.— Hanging over the gunwale of the boat, with wonder and delight, I gazed on the slow-moving scene below. Where the bottom was sandy, the different kinds of esterise, ecami. and even the smallest shells appeared at the greatest depth conspicuous to the eye and the water seemed, in some measure, to have a magnifying power, by enlarging the objects like a telescope, and bringing them seemingly nearer.

Though moving on a level surface, it seemed almost as if we were ascending the height under us, and when we passed over its summit, which rose in appearance to within a few feet of our boat, and came again to the descent, which on this side was suddenly perpendicular, and overlooking a watery gulf as we passed gently over the pont [sic] of it, seemed almost as if we had thrown ourselves down this precipice: the illusion, from the crystal clearness of the deep, actually producing a sudden start.—<Selected>. ~~~~~~~

Large herds of caute are being collected in Western Texas and driven to California. Such has been the demand for thi* species of stock of late that it is becoming comparatively scarce. Great numbers have been driven and carried by sea out ofthe State, while the rapid vrovth of our population has increased the home demand.—Galvetlo* New*.

If a person obtains true knowledge of the Christian religion, let him study the Holy Scriptures—especialy ths New Testament therein are contained the words of eternal life- has God for its author, talvation for ita end, and troth without any mixture of error.— Locke

handed the was over-

Some weeks elapsed, and the return of the steamer in New York was telegra phed. Griffin was on the quivive to see his future son-in-law.

The day of his expected arrival, be met a Califomian, who came home in the same ship. "Where's Bittles?" he enquired.

ho you'll see him before a great

while," replied the Califomian. ••Has he been lucky?" "Yes—fity thousand at the lowest cal culation. Bat he's going to try a game over you. He mean* to tell you that he's been robbed of all his gold on his way home, to see if you have any generosity or disinterestedness—-to see whether you'd give your daughter to him. gold or no gold. "Sly boy!" chuckled old Griffin.—

I'm much obliged to you for the hint I'll act accordingly. Good morning." Now it happened that the Califomian was a good friend of Bittles, and that the story of Bittles' misfortune was absolutely true, lie having been robbed of every ounce of his hard earned dust on his wny home. So it may be supposed he called on Mr. Griffin with a very lugubrious wobegone air. "My dear boy," said Uncle Bill. lam delighted to see you, Bnd pleased to hear of your luck. I welcome you as my son in-law. But what the deuce is the matter with you?" "Alas, sir!" said Bittles. "I made fifty thousand dollars at the mines—" "Very hard luck!" interrupted the old gentleman,chuckling. "But on my way home I was robbed of every ounce—and now how can I claim your daughter's hand?" "Sampson Bittles," said Uncle Bill. very cunningly "if you've not got fifty thousand dollars, you deserve to have it—you've worked hard enough to get it. You shall have mv daughter, and the marriage shall be celebrated to-morrow night. In anticipation of your return, I have had you published and while you're talking wiih Mnry, I'll draw a check for 850.000, so that you may gn into partnership with a sufficient cap ital.' 'Bit, sir I'm a beggar,* •So much the better—you'll work harder to increase your fortune.' 'My dear sir how can I thank you.' •By making my girl a good husband. There—go—go and tell Mary the news.'

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From the National Intelligencer. MOUNT VERNON.

Papers in different parts of the country convey the general sentiment that Mount Vernon and "the grave of Washington ought to belong to the whole people." As to the mode of its acquisition and subsequent appropriation the following extracts are furnished from the New York Courier and Enquirer, of Ju*e 17:

PROPOSED SALE OF MOUNT VERNON.— It is reported that the present proprietor of Mount Vernon, Mr. John A. Washington, is negotiating the sale of the estate with certain private individuals. and that he has agreed to surrender it for the sum of two hundred thousand dollars, subject, however, to the condition that Congress is to have the refusal of the property, and that an application is to be made to that effect. It is said, also, that necessity alone drives Mr. Washington to relinquish a property that has been to him but a source of trouble and impoverishment, in consequence of the constant pressure of visiters from ail parts of the world. If these facts are correctly stated, as we see no reason to doubt, then Congress will have thrown upon it a responsibility that cannot be so easily got rid of as has heretofore been *.he case. We are not acquainted with the parties that wish to purchase Mount Vernon, or with their objects in making the purchase. They may be good and patriotic men, who wish to secure from desecration the tomb of the Father of his Country. But, however noble and disinterested their intentions, it is riot to a single private individual, or to a company of private capitalists, but to the whole American people that the sacred acres of Mount Vernon ought to belong, and w? doubt not that the voice of the people will soon make itself heard when the question is brought up demanding that this small but valuable tract of land shall be pur chased and made the property of the nation, even if it does cost two hundred thousand dollars. We well remember once sailing down the Potomac in a crowded steamer, filled with men and women from every State and almost every nation the merry laugh of youth was ringing gaily round the deck, mingled with the sound of heated controversy, for it was a time when political excitement raged furiously through the Innd. The pnsscngcrs were full of life and cxciicment but two sentences passed rapidly from one to another— •'Mount Vernon Tomb of WASHINGTON !"—and a suJaen change came over the scene every eye turned to the little white tomb that lies embowered in trees on' the river's bank, and, while the steamer's bell tolled forth its requiem over the departed hero, one universal expression of deep mournful interest gathered upon the laces of that motley i^rowd. Unconsciously the soul of each an bowed before ilie spell of that sacred

It was an involuntary exhibition

of the love Hnd reverence that sleeps in the breast of every true-born American for the memory of Washington.

Now, shall we permit this holy spot of earth—to which patriots and philanthropists of foreign lands journey as devout Islamites make pilgrimages to the tomb of their prophet—to pBss into the hands of private individuals, to be appropriated to such purposes as may suit their will and pleasure Shall we not rather purchase it, and beautify and adorn it, and make it worthy to be the last home of the greatest, best, and wisest of man'kind? We do not knov/ what difficulties may hav« heretofore prevented the purchase of Mouin Vernon by our Governmens but, ur.der existing circumstances, the d^ty is too plain to admit of a doubt and we believe, as we hope, that at its next session Congress will bestow it a precious gift to the nation, to be preserved for all time as a memento of Washington, and a shrine to which the votaries of human freedom may ever repair to strengthen their faith and renew their vows.

From the Troy Whig.

The Mount Vernon sale of property is now a settled affair. This estate, which since the earliest settlement of Virginia has been in the Washington family, is now about to pass from it.— Two hundred thousand dollars could not be given for an estate which, as a landed property, is not worth over $30.000. unless there be an intention to convert it into a show place to make money by. It is to be hoped, however, that Congress will step in and secure that estate forever for the nation. The grave uf Washington ought to belong to the whole people. •From the Spirit of the Times.

The President ought sometimes to be allowed to enjoy retirement and repose Mount Vernon is the place for him. It ought to be owned by the country, to be fitted up and the grounds arranged ex actly as when the Father of the Country resided there, so «h*t the President may go to Mount Vernon whenever he needs repose and seclusion it being under stood that while there he ia to be exempt from the encroachment of unwelcome and uninvited visiters. The tomb of Washington, aa a consecrated spot, ought to belong to the nation, if to be had at any reasonable cost and. with the adjacent grounds, should be preserved as in the days of our great Patriot andSige.

Such surely must be the opinions and sentiments of the National Intelligencer, as well as that of every patriotic paper throughout our great country.

AN OBSERVER.

"Time Qtesfrotn man and man. from time. Too coon: In sad divoace, this flight must end.**

OTJB EELT.

-TERRE-HAUTE, IND„ JULY 16, 1853 gp

FROM THE REPUBLIC.

CHAT WITH THE COISDUCTCK.—"It's not often a man loses anything by kindness I know a little matter of that sort saved my life, and perhaps the lives of many others at the same time." "How was that?" asked we of our friend Rawlings the model conductor "Why, we had an Irishman on this road watching a tunnel. It was warm weather, so he used to go into the tunnel to keep cool. I rather think he used to take-a little liquor when he was lonesome any way, he laid down on the track one day to listen for the cars. He fell asleep, and very imprudently got his head cut offby the express train Well that was the last of that Irishman, There was the devil's own row in his shanty when we took the poor fellow up, and we got away as soon as we decent ly could, for you know itVfio* agreea ble to be surrounded with a distracted family when you're neither a doctor nor a nurse nor a preacher. Somehow I was always sorry when I passed that place of course 1 felt as if—not exactly the same thing—but just as bad might might happen to me some day, and then there'd be another row in a family. I told my wife about it, and she sent the family some little things. The widow of the dead Irishman was a Catholic, and. I wns then on a very fast train, I would sometimes take up the old woman on Sunday and carry her to church at Martinsburg. I somehow thought it was a satisfaction to her to go to church for she had but little chance in the world any how. I certainly did not expect to get any thing for it in this world, and 1 expected they had so much scored against me in the other that it would'nt amount to any thing there. '•That was during the summer. One night the next winter it was very cold ds the mountains were covered with snow we were running to mnTte lime, when on turning a curve, the engineer saw a waving light on the track, and we soon heard some one ahead shouting. I was then out on the platform. The engineer slncked up and went ahend to see what was the mntter. There it was. A large landslide hnd fallen across the track, near the shanty of that old Irishwoman. She had built up a Inrge fire and watched for the train, for the curves were so sharp that we might have been "pon the slide before we could see it. So, when we ran up, there was the old lady, with her calico cap. swinging the chunk offire like a revolving lighthouse and there were the little Irish carrying brush, like so many little beavers. She had watched all that night in the cold. But for her, in another minute we should have run into a pile of dirt and stone as big as Barnum's Hotel. 1 should have got a 'pit ticket,' certain, tor I wns on the piriform. What would have become of the passengers and train you can guess as well as I can."

We expressed a hope that the old widow had been properly rewarded. "The passengers made up about eighty dollars the company afterwards gave hfr a shanty rent free, the breakmen and engineers bought her a cow, and she made out very well. But when I handed the money to her that night, she said: 'Gintlemen and ladies, 1'in thankful, and may ye nivcr know the want of what ye give me. But what I did was of hint, there. Me

mostly on account of him there. was so kind and thoughtful to the poor pence."—iVor/A^n Light. and the afflicted, and I'd a watched till I frozo before harrum should have come to him, if I could ha helped it." ««D—n the thing, it made me choke right tip." "Passen jars for the Re'a-a-y."— "Don't forget your umbre'la, sir there might be an explosion nnd you'd want it to keep off the cinders." "Let me pass your band box, mis9." "Take care of your little boy, madam, no insurance on htm." "AH right! go ahead!'*

Female Society.

No society is more profitable, because none more refined and provocative of virtue, than that of a refined and sensible woman. God enshrined peculiar goodness in the form of woman, that her beauty might win. her gentle voice in vite, and the desire of her favor persuade men's souls to leave the path of sinful strife for the ways of plesantness and peace. But when woman falls from her blessed eminence, and sinks the guardian and the cherisher of pure and rational enjoyments into the vain coquette and flattered idolator of fashion, she is unworthy of an honorable man's admiration. Beauty is then but at best, 'a pretty play-thing,

Dear deceit.'

Wo honor the chivalrous deference which is paid in our land to woman. It proves that our men know how to respect virtue and pure affection, and that our women are worthy of such respect. Yet women should be something more than mere woman to win us to their society To be our companions they should be fitted to be our friend* to rule our hearts they shoujd be deserving the approbation of our minds. There are many such, and that there are not more, is rather the fault of our own sex than their own and despite all the unmanly scan dais that have been thrown upon them, in prose and verse, they would rather share in the rational conversation of men of sense, than listen to the silly compliments of fools and a man dishonors them aa well as disgrace® himself, when he seeks their circle for idle pastimes. and not for the improvement of his mind and the elevation of his heart.

A project has been introduced into the Legislature of Bogota, to lay a tax on specie in the transit across the I

An Heiress Tor a Sixpence*

Xbeautiful yAung heir^fes had bfcdome so disgusted with the flattering set of soft-pated, pomatum-haired, moustache lipped, strongly perfumed suitors for her hand, that she shut herself from the fashionable world turned all her property into money deposited it all in banks donned a cheap wardrobe put on a mask, and she went, pedestrianlike, through the city in which she had hitherto moved with so much display and magnificence. She asked alms of those who of late had knelt at her feet, and sued for her hand. They knew her not. and casting a look of scorn upon her veiled face, and coarse wardrobe, bade her "begone!" She entered the country—here she met with derision and scorn. A few kind-hearted people, it is true, bestowed aid but these were of the poorer class, who- had hard woik to procure their own daily bread but they could not turn a fellow-creature hungry from their door and therefore gave a small pittance from their scanty store.

One summer's day a large company met on Beach. They were mostly from the city. The disguised heiress, from some cnuse or other, had wandered there. She asked alms of ono ortwo. termed "upper tens." They spake tauntingly, but gave nothing. What they had said had been heard by quiie number of their company. Most of them laughed, or loeked as if they bought served her right!" The beggar woman turned about, and was walking sadly away, when a well-look-ng gentleman stepped forward, and catching hold of her arm, thus spoke:

Stay, my good woman tell me what you want?" She replied in a low trembling

tone,

I want a sixpence—on'y a sixpence/" You shall have ten times that amount. Here," he added, drawing from his pocket an eagle, and placing it in the gloved hand of the woman, tnke tills this is not enough, I will give you another."

The heiress returned the eagle, exclaming:... 1 want a sixpence—only a six pence!"

Seeing that she could not be made to take the coin, tho gentleman drew forth a sixpence, and gave it to the stranger being beside him, who after thankiug the generous donor, walked slowly a* way. After being laughed at for some time by his comrades, he set out in pursuit of the beggar woman, saying: "Perhaps she is an heiress, or angel in disguise. I .mean to ascertain.

Not that he thought this. He wished to show his indifference to what his comrades had said, besides satisfying himself about the strange female whom he had aided. He »oon overtook her and thus spoke "Pardon me, madam, for pursuing you. I would know more about you."

As the speakerceased, the mask dropped from the face of the female, and the beautiful heiress was portrayed before the astonished gentleman.

That they were afterwards married, the render has already imagined, for the heiress used this m^ans of procuring a worthy husband, and the generous gentleman had long been looking for "an angel in disguise.

The happy hushnnd is often heard to say, that he got an "neiress for a six-

Machine For Tunnelling the Alps. A very ingenious apparatus has been devised for progress of the Piedmontese railroads, in which tunnels have to be cut under mountains. The excavating machine cuts the channels in the rock, by means of several series of chisels placed one beside the other, in straight lines: these lines of cutting tools are so arranged as to be capable of a slight motion in the direction of the grooves after every stroke; the object of this is to bring the chisels to bear upon all the spaces lying between the several cutting tools situated in the same line, so as to produce not a succession of holes, but a continuous channel similar to a very wide saw cut. This lateral shifting of the lines of chisels, which takes place alternately from right to left, and from left to right, is caused by a corresponding motion given to the frames in which they are fixed. Each chisel is driven against the rock by a spiral spring coiled round it. This spring, driving the chisel forcibly against the rock, obliges it to act efficaciously, notwithstanding the slight inequalities at the bottom of the channel, arising from a want of uniformity in the resistance of the stone. When the machine is in operation, the several lines of chisels are all drawn back simultaneously, by means of a species of cam, or moveable bar. The apparatus is arranged so as to enable each chisel to strike 150 blows in a minute. The machine at the same time sets in motion a pump, which forces a constant supply of water into a reservoir, the upper part of which is filled with compressed air. By this means the water is driven out in jets, through small pipes placed between the chisels, and is thus made to play upon the grooves, where it performs the double office of preventing the cutting instruments from becoming heated, and removing the dust and broken stone which would otherwise accumulate in the grooves, and thereby prevent the effectual working of the excavator. ~~~~~~~

A Sweedish [sic] artist Carleman, has made a new discovery, so said, which he call photochromography, by means of which he takes from 300 to 400 copies per day, of objects in all their natural colors.

The Little "Moraine Glory.** Dear little pet! She was going a jour ney on the cars, with mamma, ana ner little curly head could not stay on the pillow for thinking of it. She was a wake by the dawn and had been trying to rouse her mamma for an hour. She told her joy in lisping accents to "Dolly," whose social indifference was very provoking, especially when she knew she was going to see "her dear whitehaired old grandpapa," who had never yet looked upon hersweet face, although pen and ink had long since heralded her polite perfections. Yes, little pet must look her prettiest for grandpapa's eyes are not so dim, that the sight of a pretty face doesn't cheer him like a ray of glad sunlight so the glossy waves of golden hair are nicely combed, and the bright dress put on to heighten by the contrast the dimpled lairnes* ofthe neck and shoulders then the lit)j«^w|uie apron to keep all tidy then Che 6indeurella boots neatly laced. I can see yon little pet? I wish I had you in rny arms this minute!

Good bye! How the little curls shake what a nice seat upon mamma's knee 1 How wonderful fast the trees and houses and fences fly past! Was there ever anything like it and how it makes her eyes wink, when the cars dash under the dark bridges, and how like the ringing of silver Lefls that little musical laugh is, when they dart out again into the fair sunlight. How cows, and horses, and sheep, all run at the horrid whistle. Little pet feels as though she was most a woman, to be travelling about, seeing so many fine things. On they dash it half takes her breath away —but she is not afraid no indeed What little darling ever could be afraid, when its hand was in a mamma's love clasp?

Alas poor little pet!»" 7* Grandpapa's eyes grow weary watching for you, at the little cottage window. Grandmamma says, "the cakes will be spoiled and she knits to her seam needle, and then moves about.the sitting room uneasily now and then slopping to pat the little Kitty that is to be pet's playfellow. And now lame Tim has driven the cows home nnd the dew is falling. the stars ore crreping out and the litile crickets and frogs have commenced their evening concert, at\d still little pet has not come Where is the litile strny waif *,

Listen Amoftg Ihe "urtredH^rtT^ed dead" bv the late railroad accident at Norwalk, was a female child about three years of age: fair complexion and hair had on a red dress, green sack, white apron, linen gaiters, tipped with patent leather, and white woolen stockings.

Poor litile pet! Poor old Grandpapa! Go comfort him it was tk"8hocking ac cident." but then "nobody to blame,r" and offer him a healing plaster for his great grief, in the shape of "damage" money. FANNY FBRN.

Gypsies in the United States. It has been generally supposed that gypsies were unknown in the United States until their recent advent into N. Jersey and Virginin but a correspondent of the Philadelphia Gazette, at Bangor, writes that they have been known in New Hampshire, Maine and Massa chusetts, for nearly one hundred years According to tradition they were brought from England to Portsmouth, N H., by a gentleman who endeavored to train them as household servants. He failed in the attempt, and his gypsies afterwards betook themselves to the barren and inhospitable plains in the new town of Barrington, some twenty miles northwest from Portsmouth^ where they and their descendants have resided in hovels. issuing forth from time to rime a mong the people of New Hampshire and the borders of Massachusetts and Msine, disposing of baskets and other articles of manufacture, telling fortunes, Ate., &c. They are to day but little in advance, in point of civilization and the decencies of life, of those who have, within a year or two. emigrated to Ma ryland. New Jersey, 4tc., though their blood is less unmixed with that ofthe Yankees. All efforts to reclaim them from their wandering life have proved futile hence they are permitted to follow the bent of their inclinations, without let or hindrance, unless they commit some heinous offence.

What queer things inhabit a drop of water? We saw a globule magnified the other day, and were really horrified at the results. The leader of the infinitesimals appeared to be an animated jew's harp. Another of lesser grade wore the appearance of a manure fork, and for the space of half a minute gave himself up to the lascivious pleasure which seemed to flow from waltzing, with what was doubtless a feminine animalculae in the shape of a bass viol with two sets of strings. Some were got up on the principle of gridirons, the handle acting as the steering aparatus. Many of them were circular in their construction, and were got up with all the spokes and regularity of cart wheels; these perhaps, were in the Express business, and did the carrying trade for animalculae, in some far distant drop on the other side of the tumbler. One queer looking specimen—a sort of old fogy animalcule— was made like a balloon, his digestive powers being in the more buoyant part of the machine, while his eyes were carried in a sort of parachute which hung beneath. We examined matters for over an hour, and yet in all that time, we never saw a single wiggle that could lay claim to any movements. A queerer little world of monstrosities it would puzzle even a nightmare to produce.— <Dutchman>.

WHOLE NO 1087.«

INFAMOUS.—A relative of Gen. HARRISON, gives notice In a card published in the Cincinnati Times, that all persons assembling in the graveyard lnc!osure at North Bend, for the purpose of rovel* ry, will be prosecuted as trespassers, anJ cites as a reason a disgraceful scene which occurred on the 30ih ult., which is described as follows «f

A party of several hundied came from Cincinnati in three steamboats, a pioneer band having preceded them tho day before in an omnibus, and this pio. neer band pitched their tent in the Graveyard on Sunday for the sals of liquor, without leave or license from any one. Yesterday that graveyard was selected as the spot upon which the company danced all day, and the voices of the'Professors,', in calling ihe figures, could be distinctly heard at tho house, a quarter of a mile offin the valley below. That moral recreation of card playing, ao refining and elevating in its influences, was indulged in by many of the company upon the humble graves of

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pioneers of this settlement, and drunkenness and revelry reigned supreme. The tomb stones in our family inclosurea have been defaced, and the names of those who sleep beneath partly erased, so as to make them read differently, and even the names of the individuals committing those acts written upon tho stones in pencil—an insult to the dead and a wanton outrage on the feelings of the living. The depredations committed upon the beautiful mound where the remains of Gen. HAKRISON repose are disgraceful in the extreme. Every little shrub and flower planted there by the hand of affection are rudely destroy, ed by these sacreligious^Vanda sin their bacchanalian revelries, .,

A gipsy has been arZested at Nancy, for fishing in the poor box in the church of that town. She appeared tn earn her living by selling wicker baskets but being of a devotional cast of mind, she spent a great deal of her time on her knees, in the churches and cathedrals that camo in her way, and always, it was remarked, in close proximity to tho trone des pauvres. She had a small line of wire, with something sticky at the end of it, and every time she plunged this into the contribution box, (in France this article of church furniture ia nailed against one of the columns.) she drew out a piece of money. On the day of her arrest, she made fifty-six captures in this way. At the fity-seventh, her glue or unguent, or whatever It was, seemed to lose its cohesive power. The coin fell back a dozen times in succession, to the extreme exasperation of the old lady, who knew by the ring that it was silver. "What's that tinkling?" said a man in the choir, mending ihe organ. He looked over, and saw the gipsey in the act of making a rernarknbly fine haul. She will not sell any more wirker baskets for a year at least,— N. Y. Times. tmmvm

THE POISON OF RATTLBSNAXES.—At a late meeting of the Boston Society of Natural History, a paper was read showing that this poison is a most powerful sedative, and that stimulants were it's antidotes. Alcohol is designated. In two instsnces in which this remedy has been applied the persons have been cured. Brandy was freely given to them until relieved from the usual symptoms, and continued in smaller doses until the third dsy. when they went about as usual., Alcohol in these cases did not pro. duce intoxication. The venom of rattlesnake^ is now employed a* a remedy and ia already found to be a pecific for very many maladies. rt.»

Lord Palmerston says that 206 graveyards had been closed within the limits of London, and the remainder would be closed as soon as possible. ~~~~~~~

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A Horse going over the Falls. The editor of the Home Journal who was among those invited to Niagara Falls on the late excursion of the Legislature of New York, among other incidents notices the following:

We had the luck to see a horse go over the Falls on Sunday afternoon. We say luck, because, though we are sorry the horse ended his useful life in so summary manner, yet since he was so destined we considered it a piece of luck to see him do it. How he got into the river, or where no one knew. We caught sight of him when he was in the midst of the rapids, above the American side of the Horseshoe Fall and those rapids tossed him up, and whirled him on, as they would a chip—as they would an elephnnt. Whether he was alive or dead before he reached the fall, we know not, but if he had been endowed with a life of a thousand horse-power, he would have been tossed and whirled, and rolled and hurried just the same.— Over he plunged into the roaring abyss. In less than a minute he re-appeared in the comparatively still water near the spiral staircase, with a gash across his body that severed it, and there in the curious eddies of that part of the river, he continued to float, and turn about, and over for a long time. Probably he is there at this moment, for the water in which he floats is hemmed in on one side by a precipice of rock, and on the other by a precipice of water rushing away from terrors of the cataract. It is impossible to convey to any one not familiar with the Falls, idea of the interest with which this scene was overlooked by the people on the shore. ~~~~~~~