Decatur Eagle, Volume 2, Number 35, Decatur, Adams County, 8 October 1858 — Page 1

THE DEC A T(J R E A GL E

VOL. 2.

THE EAGLE. PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY MORNING, BY PHILLIPS & SPENCER, Office, on Main Street, in the old School House, one Square North of J. & P Crabs’ Store. Terms of Subscription: For one year, $1 50, in advance; $1 75, within the year, and $2 09 after the year has expired. O'No paper will be discontinued until all arrcrages are paid, except at the option of the Publishers. Terms of Advertising: One square, (ten lines) three insertions, $1 00 Each subsequent insertion, 25 iEFNo advertisement will be considered loss than one square; over one square will be counted and charged as two; over two, as three, etc. JOB PRINTING: We are prepared to do all kinds of job-work. in a neat and workmanlike manner, on the most reasonable terms. Our material forthe completion of Job-Work, being new and of the latest styles, and we feel confidei t that satisfaction can be given. THE WELL-DIGGER. by John g. saxe. Come, listen all, while I relate What recently befel Unto a farmer down in Maine, While digging of a well. Full many a yard he dug and delved. And still he dug in vain: “Alack!” quoth he, “e’en water seems Prohibited in Maine!” And still he dug and delved away. And still the well was dry; The only wa'er to be found Was in the farmer’s eye; For by the breaking of the bank That tumbled from its station. All suddenly his hope was dashed Os future liquidation! And now his sands were running fast, And he had died, no doubt, But that, just when the well caved in He happened to be out. “Aha! I have a lucky thought,” Exclaimed this wicked man; “To dig anew this cursed well I see a pretty plan—“1’11 hide me straight, and when my wife And eke my neighbors know What’s happened to my digging here. They’ll think that I’m below! ' And so to save my precious life. They'll dig the well, no doubt, E’en deeper than ’twas dug at first, Before they find me out!” And so he hid him in the barn Through all the hungry day, l’o bid the digging of his well In this deceitful way. But listen what grief and shame befel This false, ungrateful man, The while he slyly watched to see The working of his plan. The neighborsail with one accord Unto each other said: ' With such a weight of earth above, The man is surely dead.” And then the wife with pious care, All needless cost to save, Said: “Since the Lord hath willed it so, E’en let it be his grave!” A USEFUL LESSON. BY T. S. ARTHUR. 'I don’t like old people,’ said a thoughtless young girl, ’they are either cross, disagreeable or ugly.’ ‘You have been unfortunate in your chances of observation,’ replied a lady, fitting near her. ‘lt may be so, but I speak, at least, from experience. All the old people it has been my fortune, or misfortune, to meet, have been cross in temper and repulsive in appearance. I have an old aunt, who is always associated in my mind with the Witch of Endor. From a child I have had a perfect horror of her. I doubt if she ever gave utterance to a kind or uncomplaining word in her life.’ ‘You must not judge all by this aunt, my young friend,’ said the lady. ‘There are handsome and agreeable old people in the world, and not a few of them, either, but many. Age does not necessarily sour the temper, nor mar the countenance. — There is such a thing as ‘growing old gracefully,’ and the number of those who are thus advancing along the paths of life, I am pleased to say, are increasing yearly. 1 happen to have an old aunt, also, but, so Jar from second Witch of

Endor, I heard a gentleman, not many days ago, remark, in speaking of her, ‘Why, every wrinkle in Mrs. Elder’s face is a line of beauty.’ And so it is; for every wrinkle there was born of patient endurance, or unselfish devotion to the good of another. I look at her dear old face often and ofter, and say to myself, ‘Now, is not she handsome?’ ‘I should really like to see your aunt,’ said the young girl, half skeptically. ‘Come to my house to-morrow, and we will pay her a visit,’ answered the lady. ‘lt wiii do both of us good.’ ‘Thank you for the invition. I will certainly call.’ The next day came, and the young lady was early at the house of Mrs. Barton. ‘Glad to see you, Kate,’ was the pleasant greeting she received. ‘We are to call on my aunt Elder, I believe.’ ‘Yes; you promised to introduce me to an old lady who, so far from being cross an ungly, is sweet-tempered and beautiful. The sweet temper I can imagine, but not a face wrinkled and beautiful at the same time.’ ‘You shall see,’ was answered. ‘Ah, good morning, Mary,’ said a low but very pleasant and cheerful voice, as the two ladies entered the small but neat and orderly setting-room of Mrs. Elder. ‘My friend, Mi->s Kate Williams,’ said Mrs. Barton, presenting the young lady. Mrs. Eider laid her knitting upon a table, close to her open Bible, and rising, took the hand of Miss Williams, looking earnestly into her young face as she did so, and smiling so sweet a welcome, that Kate did not see a wrinkle, (or the beautiful light that shown from the old lady’s placid countenance. ‘1 am always pleased to see young faces,’ said Mrs. Elder, ‘and to teel the warmth of young hearts.’ ■ How are you to-day, aunt?’ inquired Mrs. Barton. ‘Not so well in body, as when vou were here last. I sleep but poorly.’ Mrs. Elder smiled as if she were telliir' o of an enjoyments, and then added. ‘But this is only one of the penalties of age. I knew it must come and long ago made up my mind to be patient and enduring. These are some of the light afflictions, lasting but for a moment, which if born in Christian meekness, help to work out for us that far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, to which the Apostle refers in one of Lis sublime passages.’ Miss Williams looked at the old lady half wonderingly. ‘Always doing something, aunt Elder,’ said Mrs. Barton, placing her hand upon the half knit yarn stocking, which the old lady’ had put aside as she rose to take the hand.of Miss Williams. ‘Knitting I suppose has grown into a kind of habit. The act brings its own reward. It is your pleasant pastime.’ ‘No child, not my pleasant pastime, but my useful employment,’ answered Mrs. Elder. ‘I can’t do much in this world for other people, still I can do a little, and am thankful for the privilege; for I don’t believe it is possible for anybody to be happy who is not engaged in some useful employment. I manage to keep the children of some half a dozen poor families in warm stockings for the > winter, and that is something added to the , common stock of human comfort.’

The eyes of Miss williams was now fixed intently upon the old lady’s agemarked features. Wrinkles went curving about her cheeks, her lips and chin, and wrinkles planted themselves deeply upon her forehead. Gray hairs were visible beneath her cap-border; her calm eyes lay far back in their hollow sockets; tbe svmmetry of her mouth was gone; and yet it seemed to the young girl, as she gazed at her wonderingly, as ff every wrinkle in that aged face were indeed a line of beauty! ‘But you must have a surer foundation for happiness than knitting stockings?’— said Mr. Barton. The old lady seemed thoughtful for a moment. She then said, with sweet impressiveness— ‘There is only one foundation upon which we can rest and find happiness, and

"Our Country’s Good shall ever be our Aim —Willing to Praise and not afraid to Blame.”

DECATUR, ADAMS COUNTY, INDIANA, OCT. 8, 1858.

. that is God’s love in the heart. The < I great question for us all is, Haw to ob- i tain that love? It will not come at our (command. We cannot dragitdown from ; heaven. We cannot find it, search we fever diligently. God’s love is God-given; and he bestows it only upon those who first have neighborly love. This is that ; higher loves receptacle in the human heart. First, love of the neighbor—then, love of good which is Divine love in the soul, the sure foundation for abiding happiness.— So you see, Mary the value of even knitting stockings to one like me. It is ful work, and that, as tbe old monk said is worship.

Miss. Williams could not withdraw her eyes from the old lady’s face. She was a girl of quick feelingsand some enthusiasm. Suddenly rising from ti e chair she had taken a f.-w moments before, she came forward, and stooping over Mrs. Elder, kissed her, almost reverently, on the forehead, saying, as she did so—‘May 1 be like you when I grow old—every wrinkle in my face a line of beauty! •Grow old in goodness, my dear young friend!’ answered Mrs. Elder, taking her hand tightly within her own, and speaking with emotion—for the young girl’s sudden speech had stirred her feelings to an unusual depth—‘GrowolJ in goodness through the discipline of self-denial and the gentle leadings of neighborly love.— It is the only path that conducts to a peaceful old age. ’Thanks for the lesson you have taught me,’ said Miss. William, when she again clasped the hand of Mrs. Elder in parting. ‘I will try to grow old, as the years pass inevitably onwards, in the better way that you walked. And may my last days be, like, yours, my best days and radiant with light, shining down frt m the the better world.’

; ‘I am a sceptic no longer’—she was now in tbe street with Mrs. Barton; ‘beauty and age are not incompatible.’ ‘But the beauty of age,’ replied Mrs. Barton, ‘is unlike the beauty of youth; the one is natural, the other spiritual and celestial. The one is of the earth—earthly, the other is of the heavens—heavenly. An evil soul gradually mars the face until every lineament becomes repulsive; but a soul of beauty continually’ recreats tbe countenance and covers it with living beauty. Des Moines, lowa, Sept. 17 1858. Friend T. R. Sir:—l received yours of the 11th inst. by last evening mail. I was much pleased to hear from you, your sentiments in it, correspond very well with my own, in regard to some political managements of some of our leading Republicans. But if I mistakenot their, race is about run; I think they will see | when the polls are counted out in Octo-' ber that their course will not answer. — I should do all for Case that would be in my power were I with you this fall sooner than see, the Democrats succeed also for Clark I believe he is the right stripe : and so hope that he will be elected for ! various reasons. It is true, I wish Chain-1 berlain was sheriff but as he did not get the nomination lam sure he will do all j he can to elect Clark and so should all the rest.

In regard to E. R. Wilson there is , nothing on earth that would induce me ' to vote for him for the office to which he aspires. The office of Circuit Judge 11 think of too much importance to ! the welfare of community generally to i cast my suffrage for a man that I believe glories in violating the laws of his coun- , try and also everv principal of morality! If the Republican party in the Judicial district has no better material, I really ‘pity yout condition but I know better, his history’ is too well known in Dekalb I County for me to attempt to relate it.— Last February 1858 when William Dilts and myself wete returning from Ohio we ! stopped at the Myer House in Fort Wayne, about 10 o’clock P. M. Mr. Garton come to me and said that Mr. S. J. Stoughton wished to see me in his room, accordingly I was shown to his room. There seated at a table was Mr. E. R. Wilson and Mr. playing cards 1 and drinking brandy or at least that was

I what they called it. Mr. was so drunk that he could hardly navigate and I Wison was just drunk enough so as to make him a perfect blaggard. Their lan- ‘ guage was such as drunken vulger sots : use and such as, I shall not attempt to describe I remained a short time and left in disgust I had a prisner in my I charge. I did not sleep much, I heard their boisterous and silly hilarity until the noise ceased by their going down a pair of stairs from their room on outside and where they went the devil only knows, I don’t. The next morning I left before either of them was up. 1 also seen Mr, Wilson in Mav 1857 near this r !..;c at Stembergers tavern on his rout to this city. Ho was drunk then, and just before he stepped into the stage, he told me that he expected to meet a woman here that he had paid her fair from lowa city to Des Moines and that she would be along in the morning. In short I think he will have to have the certificates of a good many minister and also, go to purgatory’, at least six months ; to clear his skirts of all the immoral conduct he has done. Ido not wish to elec- ' iioneer for Carson, but I do hope that all of my good old republican friends will not cast their votes for E. R. Wilson for Circuit Judge. But Ido hope you will do your best for the balance of the ticket and show the world that moral depravity will not be sustained by you or the Republican party. Respectfully yours, ISAAC BRANDT.

The foregoing is a true, full and complete copy of the original letter addressed ! to me (which 1 know to be Isaac Brandt’s ' hand writing) now in, and retained in my possession. T. R. DICKERSON. Auhtirn, Ind., Sept. 2oth, 1858. JCSTThe above letter written to T. R. Dickerson, the same man who presided as judge of our Circuit Court and delivered a Republican speech at tbe Court House. He is good Republican authority. It was written by one Isaac Brandt, formerly Sheriff of Dekalb county, who is now, and ever has been, considered a good Republican. We ask our “tnorai ‘ reform” friends in this county to read it and then vote for E. R. Wilson if they | can. i Simplicity of Faith.—The Savior said that one must become as a little child in order to enter the kingdom of heaven; and when we witness the clear and unwa- | vering faith of childhood, believing God’s promises, notwithstanding great difficulties which seem to be in the way of their fulfilment, older persons may receive admonition and instruction from their example. Can anything be more beautiful than the following record of childhood’s faith? ‘What do you do without a mother to tell all your troubles to?’ asked a child who had a mother of one who had not; her mother was dead. ‘Mother told me who to go to before she died,’answered the little orphan; ‘I goto the Lord Jesus, he was mother’s friend, and he is mine.’ ‘Jesus Christ is up in the sky; he is away off, and has a great many things to attend to in heaven. It is not likely that he can stop to mind you.’ ‘I do not know anything about that,’ said the orphan, ‘all I know he says he will, and that’s enough for me. ---<>---

ARRIVAL OF MORMONS AT NEBRASKA CITY.—On Monday, the 31st ult, seventy Mormons arrived at Nebraska City, direct from Salt Lake City, which place they left eight weeks previously. They left on account of the harsh tyranny practiced by the Mormon leaders, and declare that there are numbers of others similarly dissatisfied with their lot, who would gladly leave if they had the opportunity and were able. Much destitution and hard times are reported as existing in the Territory. ---<>--- THE TWO PARTIES.—The Negro Republicans are in favor of negro equality. Their members of Congress voted against admitting the free States of Oregon and Minnesota, simply because Negroes, Indians and Chinamen were not allowed to vote. The Democracy are opposed to negro equality, but are in favor of admitting into the Union as a State, with or without slavery, any territory that has the requisite population, and that presents a Constitution republican in form, and sanctioned by the people. The Black republicans are in favor of Congress making laws for the Territories. The Democracy think the people know what they want, and therefor allow them to govern themselves. Black B'*publicans are in favor of making this country a Negro and Mulatto country. The Democracy are in favor of making it the White man’s country. Now choose which party you will serve. An act is better than a word

From the DeKalb Co. Democrat. Ed. Wilson’s Record. We understand that Ed. Wilson, the Republican candidate for Circuit Judge, has been circulating recomemdations from ministers of the gospel, to prove that he |is a moral, religious and sober man. He has left copies of these recommendations, with some of the leading Republicans in this county, and as we have been charg'ed with defaming his character we will I now give a few leading traits of his character, and ask him or bis pious political friends to get affidavits to disprove them, ■ if possible. ! He has claimed a reformation and dates lit back two years. But in the spring of ! 57, he made a trip to lowa, and we stand ready to prove that he was beastly drunk while in Des Moines, and that, in his drunken spell, he paid the fare of a lewd woman from that place to lowa City.— Ihis we say we can prove, if the testimo. ny of a man who once occupied a high position in this county, can be believed. Again. No longer ago than last speing this same man, Wilson, was seen at the Mayer House, in Fort Wayne, in company with , seated at a card table, and having a bottle of liquor on the table, beside them, and both so much under the influence of liquor that they disgustled all who were present. This can be proved by Republicans who now reside in this town. Since this pretended reformation it is charged, and we have no doubt can be proved that he got so drunk, in the woods near Bluffton, that he had to be assisted borne by his friends. We could enumerate a dozen of instances, within the past, two years, wherein this same Wilson has been guilty of debaucheries that woujd disgrace a pot house loafer. Yet we find men in our own county, who know his past career and reputation, who are willing, nay, anxious to see him placed up in the Bench to dispense justice to others. A man’s private life is his own property, and should never be brought to public notice unless it is necessary so to do io protectcominunity. We now ask the citizens cf DeKalb county if they will vote for a man for Circuit Court, who has for years been guilty of every disgraceful act in the catalogue f drunkards and libertines. His reformation is of too short duration to entitle him to confidence, yet we hope it is permanent, both for his own sake and the interest of community, as he I certianly posesses merit an talent which would be an ornament to himself if properly applied. Since the above was written, we have j the liberty of giving the name of ISAAC BRANDT, formerly sheriff of this conn-j ty, and a man whose orthodoxy on Ra-' publican doctrines will not be questioned ' in this community as author of the two! charges above. We refer every man who . wishes to examine this subject, to the let- s ter written by Mr. Brandt, now in pos-; session of T.R Dickerson, of Auburn. We let Mr. Mott keep what popularity he may have gained in his community by upholding this man Wilson, after knowing as he does, that ever sinee the spring of 1857, that he has been guilty of as immoral conduct as he ever was before.

For the Decatur Eagle. North Manchester, Ind., Sept. 23. Messrs. Editors:—Down with the adopted citizens and up with the negro We are turning, not from darkness to light; but from light to darkness. The time when a decent white man, who behaved himself, was considered as good as a negro, even by the gentlemen of color themselves, is rapidly passing awav. The badge of political inferiority is to be taken from the brows where the hand of nature placed it aud transfered to those of men of our own race, color, origin, sympathies aud feelings. Down with the white man and up with the negro! When the Nebraska bill was under consideration in 1854, the Republicans asserted “that it were far better the capitol should be burned down with all its occupants than that law should be passed.” The value of the Union too, was calculated with as much coolness as the Yankee would estimate the price of a lot of wooden nutmegs. This whole fabric of government under which we have grown so prosperous, great and happy, was threatened with demolition for the negro’s sake. But what are the rights of white men? What the privileges which the constitution and laws of the land guarrantee to all citizens, wheiher native or adopted, and to men of creeds compared with the imaginary welfare of the negro. Down with the white man and up with the negro! The constitution of the United States must be ruthlessly disregarded and violated to shield the latter from the operation of the compact which binds this nation together, to give the negro liberty, and the same instrument roust be assailed by a band of conspirators to bring hundreds of thousands of our white feilowcitizens to a state of political slavery. MINERVA

I The Republican of the "2d inst. lectures ,us roundly for saying that sickness was :! not the real cause of Mr. Dent's not acj cepting the proposition of Studabaker to canvass the district. He says that in the same article in which he states that sick ness was the cause of Mr. Dent having failed to meet Mr. Studabaker, or agreeing to do so, he chronicled the death of Mr. Dent’s daughter, and that we cop i ied al) of that article except the notice of the death. He then says, ‘we leave to all candid and honest men whether it , does not smack loudly of corruption to | rob a child of the record of its death in order to further political aims.’ He declares that he heard Mr. Dent, at the I Buffalo Convention, at which he was noro ■ I inated, say that he must hurry home for his family were sick. In the first place, it is not tru«U.bat the i notice of the death of Mr. Deni’s daughI ter was in the same article of which we quoted a part. It is in an entirely sep- | arate and different article. Neither is it true that we quoted the whole article with I the exception of the death notice; we I omitted all from the peiiod in the third : line from the bottom. I We still persist in saying that there was no sickness of consequence in Mr Dent’s family at that time, and are prepared with incontrovertable evidence that at the time referred to, there was no serious sickness in his family. As to robbing the child of the record! ■of its death to further political aims, the ; charge is simply gratuitous and superlatively foolish. We can sympathize with i bereaved parents, even il they ere political opponents, as sincerly, perhaps, as the ' petty politician who will outrage the feel- - ings of those parents by dragging the record of the death of a beloved child into a political controversy to ‘further political aims.’— Jay Co. Democrat. The Meanest Man that Lives. A poor creature named Ashlev, who is the Black Republican candidate for Congress in the Toledo district, Ohio, in speaking of the lamented Moses Norris, our late Senator, said that‘he (Norris) j was dead and gone to Hell, or al least lie | hoped be had, where all dough faces I ought to go, to have their heads baked.’ i Until some more infamous act can be ! pointed out, we shall consider the dastardly wretch who could speak thus of I the honored dead, of him whose grave is | hallowed alike by the tears of political ■ friends and foes, and whose virtues ! and nobleness of heart are still fresh and green in the memories of the people of this State, and wherever he was known— we say until some act of almost I unparalleled infamy be fastened upon ’ some other individual, we shall persist in ! considering the utterer of the above dastardly sentiment the meanest man that lives and a disgrace to humanity. And as next ( to him in vileness, we consider the audience who are said to have cheered so vile I a sentiment, and tbe party which had put in nomination for an important office and would not immediately pull down his name after this infamous avowal.— N. H. Patriot.

Facts for the Feopie. Keep it before the People— That the negro slavery question in the Territories is now finally settled on the Democratic principle of popular sovereiegnty, the only ground upon which the Union of the the States can be preserved from danger. Keep it before the People— That Kansas is now certain to become a free State on the principles of popular sovereignty; and the doctrine of intervention by Congres, on the negro question, which lias, distracted the country for many years with a useless wrangle among politicians, is now overruled and it is hoped put at rest forever. Keep it before the People— That the last plank in the platform of Black Republicanism has been swept away, and the only issue on which Whigs and Abolitionists fused, is now dead and buried.

The Steuben Republican publishes certificates of moral character of Ed Wilson the long-heel cork-leg candidate for Judge of of the Circuit. That may look right on paper, but it lies awfully. Why, the tbe devil would have given him the same kind of recommend, and nearer truth.— The Republican says ‘as a Christian, he is blameless.’ De Lord save de mark.— What is the price of Whiskey.— Fort Wayne Tunes. We hope to see him (George A. Dent) in the field, ere long, proclaiming truth and freedom to'bis many friends.—7iepublican. Vain and delusive ‘hope!’ Like all other Republican ‘hopes,’ it was doomed to a sad disappointment ere it fairly saw tbe light. Mr. Dent was in this county last week, but slipped out without once attempting to ‘proclaim truth and fredom’ that we can hear of.— Jay Co. Dem. When men meet they listen to one an other, when girls meet they look st each other

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