Decatur Eagle, Volume 1, Number 27, Decatur, Adams County, 14 August 1857 — Page 1

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LOOKING FOR WRINKLES. BY T. 8. ARTHUR. There had been a domestic storm in the household of Mr, Nichloson, and such' storms, we regret t > say had become rather frequent in that household. Mr. Nicholson was a man of amiable temper,: and kind feelings; but with defects of character that were often particularly an-] noying •<> his wife, a quick-tempered wo- . man, who, when once fairly aroused,\ made everything stand around her, as the : saying is. Mr. Nicholson was apt tofor- . get and neglect—two faults with which i Ml B ,- evpeck.L ! ly when this forgetting and neglecting in - ] terfered with matters bearing a relation to her daily round of duties. A thorough business-training from youth up to manhood, and consequent habits of order, with a methodical routine of doiny- thing's, ensured to Mr. Nicholsoti success as a merchant. Without these important adjuncts to business his naturally easy and amiable qualities would have sadly interfered with his material interests. But, neglect and forgetfulness] were out of the question, where order] and routine were strictly observed. It! was out of his business where Mr. Nich- ■ olson’s peculiar weaknesses were seen.— , He was one of the class of men who keep ] their wives waiting, and who deserve the ] scoldings they not unfrequently receive j —who forget to execute the little household commissions entrusted to them, and neglect, from day to day, and from week to week, the doing of things absolutely necessary to be done, in order to secure comfort at home. ‘Edward,’-Mrs. Nicholson might say, as her husband is leading for his place of [ business in the morning, ‘won’t you stop at the store as you go down, and tell Mr. Perkins to send up a bag of salt and a gallon of vinegar?’ ‘Certainly,’ Mr. Nicholson answers, and in away so cheerfully acquiescent, that his wife feels pleasure in his manifest willingness to oblige. But scarcely is Mr. ] Nicholson ten paces from his own door, ere some matter of business intrudes itself, and so fully occupies his thoughts, that he passes the store of Mr. Perkins, and even nods to Mr. Perkins himself 1 without once thinking of the salt and vinegar. Nor, until salt and vinegar are thrown upon him from the face and lips of his aggravted wife at dinnertime, is he again consciously aware that such articles exist. ‘lt is too bad, I declare!’ he may - answer; or, -what a terrible memory I have!’ or, ‘1 deserve a good scolding!’ Bilt Mr. Nicholson never resents his wife’s use of salt and vinegar, in such cases. Her auger is but a passing storm, and he knows that the sky will soon be clear again. Still, these outbreaks are by no means agreeable, and it is one of bis chief regrets, that Mrs. Nicholson’s handsome I face is so often married by unbeautiful passion. He tries to be mure thoughtful in regard to her wishes, but habit is strong, ami he goes on offending. I There had been, as we have intimated, lone of these too often recurring storms in j the household of Mr. Nicholson. His | wife had said to him one morning—it is a little remarkable, knowing his particular infirmity, that she so steadily persisted in burdening him with commissions, not half of which were ever attended to — ‘Edward, won’t you stop at Mr. Blackwell’s, as you go along, and ask Mrs.— Blackwell to send me up that pattern of a basque 1 lent her? Margaret is coming this morning to make one for me.— She can only give me a part of to-day.— Now, don’t forget it please.’ •A basque pattern, did you say?’ Mr. Nidwkuu ataa always ready to oblige his wife. ‘Yes. Mrs. Blackwell will know the pattern I mean. Tell her I would have sent for it, but that 1 have only one girl this week, and she is so cross that it is almost as much as my life is worth to ask ! her to do anything out of the kitchen.’ ‘Hadn’t you better send a note?’ suggested Mr. Nicholson. It is not worth while. Mrs. Blackwell will know what I mean. It is a pattern I lent her a few days ago. Now don’t forget, Edward. Remember that Margaret will be here this morning, and she can’t ] do anything until she gets the pattern.’ ‘l’ll attend to it,’ said the husband, as ] he parted from his wife. But he didn’t ] attend to it; and it was a foolish thing in Mrs. Nicholson, knowing his infirmity, I to entrust him with any commission of, importance. Almost past the door of Mrs. Blackwell he went, without a thought of the basque coming into his mind, and he , kept on to his store, remaining altogether oblivious on the subject. In due time Margaret arrived, as her I engagement. Everything was ready for her, except the basque pattern, and that ] was still to be received from Mrs. Black-1 well. Mrs. Nicholson was considerably annoyed by this delay, and talked out het ] feelings to Margaret pretty freely, as wo-

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men of her peculiar temperament are I wont to do on such occasions. She had j two or tl’.ree theories touching the matter, i Now, she was certain her husband had 1 forgotten to call at Mrs. Blackwell’s and now she w,is quite as sure that he had I called, and that Mrs. Blackwell didn’t see ! ] fit to put herself to any special trouble iu | I sending the pattern home. ‘Let me go for it,’ said Margaret. But I ; Mrs. Nicholson answered - j ‘No. I’m certain Mr. Nicholson called ] and in that ease, I wish her to send it I home. She ought to have done it, unyi how, before this.’ I Hour after hour passed, but uo pattern ■ I came. • l;<<y jildTfiuasafe wii3 JTFsrN ic'fi-l j olson annoyed; and had she not cause for ] 'annoyance? No ladyreader will gainsay ■ tins for an instant. It was a trying case. Two or three times, Margaret renewed her request to be permitted to go after the pattern; but, the more the subject was pondered by Mrs. Nicholson, the stronger became her conviction that the neglect was all on the part of Mrs. Blackwell. Finally, after waiting for two or three hours, until it was to late to finish the 'basque on that day, even if the pattern ] were in hand, Margaiet went away, leavI ing the disappointed Mrs. Nicholson in . the worst possible humor with herself and . I with every one else. The day was just burying itself in shad-' I ows, when Mr. Nicholson, weary in mind , from business cares, and pleased to get i home, stepped across the threshold. His I little pet, May, had been watching at the parlor window during the space of half- ] an-hour, and at the first glimpse of his i form, had sprung away from her position and was at the door, ready to be caught up into her father’s arms almost as soon as he had swung it open. And she was so caught up by her loving father, and almost smothered by kisses. •Is that you, Edward?’ Il was the voice of Mrs. Nicholson, calling from one of the upper rooms. The response of her husband brought Mrs. Nicholson down with quickly moving feet. She found him just inside of the parlor door, with the happy little May in his arms, looking very cheerful, and utterly unconscious of any approaching storm. ‘J'Cl>t+o ttitrvb rsAici 3rfa>n. XTi-oLb*! son, going off at once in an excited tone | of voice—‘Mrs. Blackwell never sent that basque pattern, and Margaret, after waiting here for several hours, went away without touching the garment she came expressly to make.’ •I declare!’exclaimed Mr. Nicholson. ‘Now isn’t that to bad!’ ‘isn’t'what to bad? You don,t mean to say that you didn’t call at Mrs. Blackwell’s?’ There was an out Hashing of indignation from the eyes of Mrs. Nicholson at the very thought. ‘I do mean to say that very thing!’ rc- [ plied Mr. Nicholson, with some penitence j t>f manner. ‘Il is all my fault? What | could I have been thinking about! I’m i very sorry indeed!’ ‘Sorry don’t mend the matter!’ retort-’ !ed Mrs. Nicholson. ‘lt’s a shame for you ]to do so! Here I've had Margaret waiti ing nearly all day, without being able to ; take a singlestitch in my basque, which ' 1 expected to wear to-morrow, and all be- ] cause you did not choose to take the trouble to stop at Mrs. Blackwell’s and ask her to send home the pattern I lent her. •Don’t say—‘didn’t choose,’ my dear.’ Mr. Nicholson’s countenance changed. ‘lt is just what Ido say, and what I mean,’ answered Mrs. Nicholson with blinding indignation. ‘lf you had cared a particle about my comfort or convenience, or had possessed the smallest inclination to obey me, you never would have neglected that small request. I have entiso to "be angry!’ ‘l'm very sorry,’ said Mr. Nicholson. ‘Oh, don’t say sorry again!’ Mrs. Nicholson inerupted. •! haie the word, and have no faith in it. Sorrow!’ Little May, with a half frightened look, I drew her arms tightly arround her father’s neck, and laid her head down upon his bosom. For some moments longer the indignant woman stormed; and then,Jas therewas no re-action from her husband to I keep alive the turbulent spirit that poss- J 1 essed her, anger wasted its strength down 1 to feebleness and silence. The hush of sadness followed, as in all ] such cases, and tears succeeded to pass- ] ion. Mrs. Nicholson, after having poured | out her vails of wrath, felt more unhappy | than while bottling up her indignation. — j Not a word of angry retort had passed her husband’s lips; she would have felt better if he had betrayed some dark shades of] feeling, and thus brought himself down ] nearer to the level upon which she had descended. But he only remained pas-1 sive, with his loving little May clinging to | his neck. At tea time, but few words were ex-: changed by husband and wife. The cloud on May’s spirits had nearly passed over, i and rhe chatted aw *v. and asked her!

rtrual score of childish questions. ’After tea, the gas was lighted above tlife center table iu the sitting-room, and Mr< Nicholson sat down, with her workU*.- Let. ’’Little May had a box of painted papertoys, and amused herself with these, talking to her father about them, and enjoying :!»■ interest he seemed to take in the curb-.: figures they exibited. Very few words had been addressed by Air . Nicholson to her husband, since *”,ey left the tea-table. What she said was of but smalt moment, but, the tones oAber voice were subdued and timid, her repentance and changed, stale j ‘What a funny looking old woman'.’ i said little May to her father, laughing suddenly, in a merry voice, as she held out for his examination, one of the pictures. Then, as if a new thought had crossed her mind, she left her chair, and climbing into her mother’s lap, commenced a close examination of her face. With eyes and fingers, she searched it over, in so curious away. that both father and mother were amused as well as interested. ‘What are you looking fur, pet?’ inquired the latter. The question seemed a little to confuse ■the child, and she left the mother’s lap, I and resumed her place at the table, with I a perceptibly heightened color. j ‘Say, darling! What were you looking ' for in my face?’ ! ‘For a wrinkle,’ answered little inno- ] cence, smiling, yet flushing to a deeper ] crimson. ‘A wrinkle!’ The hand of Mrs. NichI <-lson passed with an involuntary movei ment over her lace. ‘A wrinkle!’ Air. Nicholson laughed lout aloud. 'What does little puss mean? Little puss, as her father often called ! her, now threw an arch look upon the mother, and said. ‘Don’t you know what Aunt Alary I read in the paper, yesterday?’ ‘No, dear; what was it?’ ‘Why, that a wife gets a new wrinkle in her face everytime she scolds her husI band. And I wanted to see ” The child’s voice was lost in the merry laugh that rung from her father’s lips, as |he caught her in his arms, and bore her iwta. n , -i-iphanl air sr..-und the room. ‘AVcll, pet,’—h« said, as bis merriment I subsided, —‘did you find a new wrinkle?’ For a moment or two, Airs. Nicholson was fluttered, ami her face became all | aglow from a quicker heart-beat. But her perception of the ludicrous was strong and her good sense a balancing quality, and she quickly joined in the merry laugh that was all at her expense. ‘No —there isn’t a single wrinkle in her face,' answered May, positively. ‘Nor shall one be seen there for twenty years to come,’ said Airs. Nicholson, du uwing a tender look upon her husband, ‘if no other cause should produce them.’ May’s bedtime had come, and the child was borne away by her mother, who gave ' her m.my loving kisses Ore she left her ajone with the angels who watched ovei sleeping children. She said nothing about the wrinkles as ski; rejoined her husband, but there were marry twinkles in both their eyes, and right feelings in both their hearts. Mrs. Nicholson, who is a handsome woman, and just a litte vain of her beauty, has quite reformed her ways in the natter of scolding her husband. There arc dangers attending that peculiar domestic recreation lhat she is unwilling to encounter. a How Rain is Formed. j To understand the philosophy of this phenomenon, essential to the very existence of plants and animals, a few facts derived from observation and along train of experiments must be remembered. — Were lhe atmosphere every where at all times, at a uniform temperature, we should never have rain, hail, or snow. — | The water absorbed by it in evaporation ] from the sea and the earth’s surface, would descend in an imperceptible vapor, or cease to be absorbed by the air when it was once fully saturated. The absorbing power of the atmosphere, and consequently its capability to retain humidity, is proportionally greater in warm than in [ cold air. The air near the serface of the earth is warmer than it is in the region of lhe clouds. The higher we ascend from the earth the colder we .find the atmosphere. Hence the perpetual snow on very high mountains in the hottest climes Now, when from continued evaporation the air is highly saturated with vapor — though it be invisible —if its temperature is suddemly reduced by cold currents descending from above, or rushing from ; a higher to a lower latitude, its capacity to retain moisture is diminished, clouds , are formed, and the result is rain. Air ] condenses as it cools, and, like a sponge filled with water and cuaiprcssed, pours ■ out tlia water which its diminished ca-! pacity cannot hold.—How singular, yet now simple, is such an admirable arrange-1 ment for wateiing the earth. — Sclent‘fie \ American

Got his Quarters W-irth, The appended negro story, copied front 'a Southern correspondence of a Boston I paper, is not bad. General C gave Lis black man sawncy, funds and permission tto get a quarter’s worth of zoology ala ! menagerie, at the same time hinting to him the striking affinity between the Simla and negro races. Our sable friend soon found -himself un !■ r the canvas, and brought to in front of a sedate looking baboon, and, eyeing bibo quadruped closely, soliloquised thus: ‘Folk, sure’s I you’re born; feet, hands, proper bad looking countenance, just- the nigger old, I ] reckon ’ Then, aS if seized withu bright ' idea, he extended his hand, with a genuine Southern ‘howd’ye do, uncle?’ The ape I elapsed the negroe’s hand, and shook it ] long and cordially. Sawney, then, plied his new acquaintance with interrogations las to his name, nativity, and former occupations; but, eliciting no replies be--1 yond a Jsnowing shake of the head or a i merry twinkling of the eye (the ape was probably meditating the beat wav of I tweaking the darkey’s nose,) he conclu l- ] ed that, he was bound to keep non-cumit-tal, and, looking cautiously around, chuckled out: ‘He, he, you too sharp for them, old feller; keep dark; if ye’d jist speak one word of English, white man have i> hoe in yer hand tn less than a minute.’ - - — 111 • Extraordinary Experiment.—An Irish gentleman risiding at St. Annes, Blarney, near Cork, determined on an experiment with his infant child, to ascertain if he could entirely dispense with clothing. He had probably heard the costume, or the want oi costume, of the ancient Britons discussed. His boy was fourteen months old. He goes in a state of perfect nudity, sleeping without any covering, in a room with the thermometer at 33 degrees. He is perfectly indifferent to heat or cold; is lively, active, cheerful and intelligent, llis form is said to be beautiful as a sculptors ideal and bis ever varying attitudesis the perfection of grace, (as infants usually are) while his roseate skin betokens florid health. During the progress of the “exI perinient,’ he had out three teeth, withI out manifesting any of tho disagreeable (sytutoms usual to children in that cvmli ! tion. He appears almost insensible to I pain, and seldom cries when he falls; generally amusing himself in a quiet way.— Some of the residents at St. Annes regard the whole matter with feelings of j amazement and horror, and even those i who have made a careful observation for I themselves and found nothing worthy of condemnation, do not venture to repeat I the experiment on their own childre-u. Robbery of 81(1,000. On Thursday night last, u daring end successful robbery was perpetrated in the branch office of the Bank of Upper Canajda, which is situated in the western wing of the Parliament Buildintrs, and cash to I lhe amount of about sixteen thousand I dollars carried off. Since the late remoI val oi the Seat of Government of Toronto 'the Bank has occupied an apartment in j the buildings fitted up as an office, and ; placed a cashier (Mr. Cummins) in it, with funds to meet the payment of Government warrants, allowance to M. P. P.’s salaries of the officials aro paid on the last day of each month, and to meet this expenditure over .£4,000 were brought up to the Parliament house on Thursday. The perpetrators of lhe robbery must have been aware of this. The entrance was effected by breaking a portion of glass next Lhe brass catch of the window, SSOO in $5 bills was found underneath, either dropped or thrown down purposly by the j thief. The cash carried off consisted | wholly in U. 0. bills As yet no clue I has been obtained.— Torotilo Globe. Know Notuingism.—Humphrey Mar- ; shall describes the American party as ‘a | broad and quiet river that takes its noisej less way through the plain, diffusing fertility and beauty on all sides, and losing itself only in the expanded ocean of the nation's weal!’ An ex-Know-Nothing friend of the Louisville Democrat says, that, according to his experience, it is like a country road he once traveled, which, at the start, was broad and plain, straight and smooth, promi: ing a pleasant journey and speedy arrival at the desired goal, but soon began to twist around fencesand wind through the woods, becoming less distinct at every step, until, at last it ended in a rabbit track, and ran into the ground. A New York Banker asked a young lady of that city what kind of money she liked best. •Matrimony.’ she replied. ‘What interest does it bring?’ asked the Banker. ‘lf properly invesftd it will double the original stock every two years.’ she replied. He concluded she was a match f"F him, but the rest is a seen t.

A lleuuUlul illustration. i The watch: iron more uselui than gold. '! have now in my band,' said Edward Everett, ’a gold watch, which combines ! embellishnieni and utility in happy pioportions, and is often considered a very valuable up; endage to person of a gentleman. Its hands, face chain, and case aro of chased and burnished gold. Its gold 1 seals sparkle with the ruby, topaz, sapphire, emerald. 1 epen it, and find that the works, without which this elegantly furnished case would be a mere shell — I ’.ho.-.u hands motionles, and those figures I wiliiout meaning—are made of brass.— Investigating further, and asking what is .he , io which a<l Ui< se uie pul In motion, made of, I am tuld it is made ot I steel! 1 ask, what is steel? The reply is that it is iron which has undergone lacertain process, bo then, f find the i mainspring, without which lhe watch | would always be motionless, and its hands ] figures, and embellishments but toys, is not of gold (that is not sufli-ienlly good,) nor of brass (that would not do) but of ilon. Iron, therefore, is the only precious metal! and this watch is an emblem of society! Its hands and figures, which tell the hour, resemble the master I spirits of the age, to whose movements j every eye is directed, its useless but ' sparkling seals, sapphire, rubies, topazes, | and embellishments aro the aristocracy. Its works of brass are the middle class, by the increasing intelligence and power of which the master spirits of the age are the moved, and its iron mainspring shut up in a box, always at work, but never thought of, except when disorderly, broke or wants winding up, symbolizes the laboring class.— Understanding. The A rt of V isitiug. The .4)2 of Visiting is well worth a I special treatise. Whom to visit—when to visit —how long to visit— would 1 form staple of a useful essay, _ if anybody I would take the trouble to write it clever- | ly. Some people visit nearly all the time and so waste their own lives and their | friends’ substance; some rarely visit at all I and so deny themselvc and their neighbors one of the greatest pleasures of social existene;. Some people make their j neighbors one of the greatest pleasures of I social existence Some people make their 'visits so short that- thay iuu rxit. worth the trouble they cost; others stay so i long that lhe visit becomes a ‘vi.-itation’— i like a fever or a famine. As use is always ■essential to excellence in any ait, only [those who have a certain amount of pracI tice know how to visit treZZ; while those iwbovisittoomu.h sin in another way, and become bad visitors from impudence, and carelessness But we are writing the essay which wc began with simply sui'i'estinj'; and will only add, in concln- | o’ , * i sion, that all rules must vary more or less with the character of the visitor. As an old epigram says — What sinili-s and welcomes would I give Some friends to see each day 1 live; And yet w hat treasures would I pay If some would always stay away! How to Avoid b< inc Peisonnl. Sheridan Knowles being advised by Sir E. Bulwer Lytton to read Gibbon’s i Decline and Fall, in order to get a good plot for a new play be had engaged to to write, w nt, in his usual impulsive* manner, and immediately subscribed to I Saunders «fc Otley’s public library. I’ayI ing down bis subscription for three months ihe walked away. Being on the eve of going into the c- untry, he did not take any books then, but on his return to LonI dun, nearly fuur months afterwards, ho j called and asked for the work in question. | The clerk looked over the names, and j said, ‘your subscription has expired, sir; 1 cannot let you have any books until you ] have paid another quarter in advance.’ j The wrath of the Irish dramatist was roused, so he soundly rated the clerk, dei daring that ‘Saunders i Oth-y were a couple of swindlers’’ One of the partners hearing this came forward, and reproached Air. Knowles for his personal insult. ‘Personal, my dear sir,’said the wit, ‘not a bit ol it, if you are Mr. Sauni ders, damn Mr. Otley; if you are Mr. ; Otley, damn Air. Saunders: I vv uld not ibe personal for the world!’ The partner ] smiled at the felicitous retort, and put ; Knowles on the free list. Alore Negro Equalitt.—Mary Brennan is a tine looking you"g lady, about I twenty-two years us age. Aliss Brennan ' was formerly a chamber-maid in the Delavan House, where she got in love with a colored gyi tie man who reciprocated thu affection and made love to Miss Brennan. The result of all this affection is a lawsuit. Miss Brennan appeared before I’oormaster Kellen yesterday for the purpose of having colored gentleman give bail to | support a baby. Air. Kellum issued a warrant, and collored gentleman will be arrested to-day. The case will be examined on Monday. Miss Brennan is unfortunate. 'This is the second cutuplnini she has made against n colored man during the pasttwenty-two months.- Albany I limes.

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