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In Congress they got up a muss, Bout Kansas and Lecompton, Creating quite a noise and fuss, Throughout, all creation. Ther’s Buck who’s at the helm of State, With Bright. Green and Cobb. Proscribing Democrats of late Who bow’d not to their nod. A Douglas then rose mid contentions; By stately pomp unarm’d, And dared to calm the dark contentions And boldly breast the storm. This ‘ Little Giant,” last November, Rout’d the combination Os Danites and Republicans, In Illinois election. Proving himself a statesman great — Worthy this great Nation— With the prudence ofa Washington, And bravery of Old Jackson. This champion of our sister State, Surely will be President, Regardless of fanatics’ threats, Os every grade and station. The Constitution for his chart — The right of all maintain— Incieasethe borders of our States As now in contemplation. In such a statesman, pure and wise. The people can confide; Thank Heaven for such—may more arise, To be our country’s pride. Now dear friends I’ll change my course Lest I make ye weary And look to a different source For something more cheery. The times of late are out of gear, Tho’ Heaven has blessed us, With plenty through the live long year, Yet something has distressed us. Prices are good for flour and grain, And other kind of produce; But money’s scarce, and this, again. Falls heavy on the Loafers. Mechanics, Merchants, Lawyers, all Complain of empty pockets; While Magistrates, both great and small, Are filling up their dockets. And our Ministersand Printers, In coats old and seedy, For salaries and subscriptions Are now very needy. The Doctors formed a partnership, In view of the hard times, Refusing to bleed, cup or physic Without three prices charging. They were attacked through the press. By one “Observer” called, Which made a scatterment, 1 guess, And caused their schemes to. fail There was a meeting, Democratic, Before the late election— Republicans a skinning, got Which raised their indignation. The leader, to have satisfaction, A Democrat attacked— Soon found himself upon his back, Rather roughly handled. Then came hi« friends, what few were there, To help him they were rdady. They took him home; but, Oh! I’ll quit, Next morn’ they call’d him, daddy! A Bank in town was lately started As well you all remember; The County’s name it plainly bore, The bills were duly numbered. When Perry thought, its strength he'd try, Through jealousy he done it. The bills he gathered, made a run— You’ll learn he couldn’t come it. The bills he laid upon the counter, Gold and Silver did demand; The Banker coolly from his pocket Drew forth a note of hand. Said here’s you, note, perhaps ’twill suit, As ’tis already due, To endorse the amount upon it, And pay the residue. Now what I’ve written here is true The items can be found By referring to our files, sirs As they were passed around. (Os the “Democrat,” next I’ll speak And beg pardon for it—’Tis said, its growing very weak, Guess 'twas “ratten" caused it.) And now kind friends I’ve spun these lines;; My message here is ended; May every blessing of this life In your fate be blended. Ah! One word more; I most forgot, Ere I quit this rhyme, sir; I started out this New Years morn To gather up the DIMES, sir. t

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

DECATUR, ADAMS COUNTY, INDIANA, JAN. 7, 1859.

THE YOUNG WIVES. AN EPISODE OF THE PANIC. Five years ago, when Godfrey Leeson and Emily Blake were married, everybody pronounced the match unexceptionable. Godfrey’s friends envied him the possession of a creature so beautiful and engaging, and congratulated him when his engagement was announced, loudly and vociferously; though the envy would sometimes peep out in little speeches meant to show that if only they had tried, I somebody might have been congratula-; ting them instead. Godfrey was not a bit jealous, snd always whistled provokingly when he heard these speeches, and turned the conversation to the subject of “sour grapes.” Papas shook Mr. Blake’s hand, down in Wall street, and said things very pleasant for him to hear, about Emily’s I beauty, and Godfrey’s good fortune and ! good character. Mammas were profuse lin their agreeable sayings to Mrs. Blake ! and Emily, though they could not, for 1 their lives help hinting, that there, “had been reports —such reports about Mr. Leeson, but then, my dear; you know 1 people are so wickedly fond of traducing 1 character, and young men will be a little wild, you know. That’s to be expected, but a mother should feel a great solicitude upon such points, as no doubt you do, dear Mrs. Blake.” Emily laughed at these sayings, and the dowager having succeeded only in making Mrs. Blake uncomfortable, would sail away, placid in the consciousness of having done a goodxleed. Meanwhile Godfrey and Emily bad a short, pleasant courtship, a splendid wedding, a protracted and a very happy bridel tour, and then returned to commence home life in their own house which, furnished under Mrs. Blake’s directions and superintendence, was quite ready to receive them. Living in a splendid home, surrounded by every luxury, a favorite in society, in daily association with her parents and the friends of her girlhood, and blessed with the fond and ever-increasing love of her husband, it seemed that all earthly joys had been bestowed upon Emily Leeson. Care, and suffring, and sorrow were but names to her, which experience had not deprived of their vagueness of meaning. Her feet trod life s suniest paths, and she leaned trustfully on a strong arm which it seemed no storm of adversity could ever weaken. But Emily Leeson, born and reared amidst affluence, accustomed to luxuries as to the air and sunlight, had none of the haughty pride that instinctively awakens in the mind of most beholders “malice and all uncharitableness.” So sweetly did she bear her happy fortunes, so unconscious did she seem of those pssi sessions that seemed to set her apart i from, and above many of her less favored | neighbors, so amiable, so truly benevolent was she, that love, and gratitude, i and deep respect attended her everywhere i and envy found no mark at which to aim ' its arrows.

Her handsome, clever husband, too, with hosts of friends whom his generous, winning manners and his profuse hospitali ity always attracted around him, moved ian equal favorite in his sphere. His en--1 terprise, guided and controlled by cauI tion, commanded the respect of business i men, while his social powers and fine person made him welcome in all the cir- . cles in which he moved. Year after year passed on. No cloud dimmed the harizon of the wedded . pair. ' Each day added its own peculiar joy to their lot. Their mutual attachment in--1 tensified and strengthened through the : Ispse of time. Little children—a sturdy boy, with papa’s own dark eyes and fear- ' less air; a tiny girl, a soft, cooing babe, with its mother’s blue eyes and pretty, brown curls, made their home bright I with infant beauty and musical with m- ; fant glee, and filled up the circle of their affections. 4 u So prosperous, happy, loving and beloved, they moved on toward the future i that awakened no sorrow Nor 't have been supposed that from amidst the, Enervating effects of luxury strength; would have remained to them for any se- 1 j vere conflict with misfortune. ! Four years had passed since their wed-ding-day. On its anniversary, always 'observed bv them as a festival at which ' gathered their respective families and ; dearest friends, Emily observed the first cloud that had ever rested on her husband’s brow in her presence. It was slight. No eye, perhaps, save, that quickened by affection would have observed it. But the loving wife saw and questioned the cause. ; She noted at supper his lorced attention to the wants and conversaUon of their quests, his little fits of absence of mmd,. or absorbing thought, the pained, puzzled look that spread over his face. Hut so unused was she to sorrow or care tha she could connect this with nothing bu.

illness which visits al), at times, whether in palace or hut. When the meal was : ended and the guests were at length dis!>ersed through the splendid, brilliantly ighted drawing-rooms, she found an op portunity to speak to her husband. Bending over him, as he sat apart gloomy and abstracted, she laid her solt palm caressingly upon his brow, and said: - “Are you ill, Godfrey? Can Ido anything for you?’ He started, but no loving glance met. 1 ’ic anxious gaze she fixed upon him. I ' j B«No, love. It is nothing. Some busi. ; matters that have kept me thinking] deeply all day. Believe me, that is all.” : “Are you quite sure?” she replied;: then reassured bj T his loving smile, ad - I ded; "Bat you know you promised never! to bring thoughts of business home with you. It is very wrong to do so, and especially to-night, of all others. Come, let me see you looking cheerful and happy, or I shall begin to fear that four years of matrimony have made my hus-1 band less a lover than he was wont to be. Godfrey looked pained. “If lam sad, it is only for your sake, darling, and foi our little ones.” Her eyes dilated in surprise and won- | der as she looked at him. He caught the expression and forced a smile. ‘I did not mean to frighten you, Emily, he said. ‘Forget what I have said, and let us join our guests.” He took her hand in his as he spoke, raised it to his lips and then turned lightly away, leaving her quite smiling and happy, for she had small conception of sorrow, and, as she had said, Godfrey never brought to her any details of business, which seemed to her only a sort of mechanical means of pioducing money. She joined her mother, with a smile illuminating her face, and was forthwith deep in pleasant chat about the petted inhabitants of the nursery. Meanwhile Godfrey’s course was arrested, almost at the first step, by his newly-married sister, who, leaning upon her husband’s arm, barred his path. “I wonder, are you a fair specimen of husbands, Godfrey. Here have Frank and I been watching and speculating upon your very lover-like conduct. You look love into your lady’s eyes, and kiss her dainty fingers, with all the respectful gallantry of the days of courtship. I confess I hardly anticipate such things from Frank'after four years of matrimony. But we took each other ‘for better or for worse,’you know, while you and Emily have taken each other only ‘for bettei.’ I wonder if all of us would find our love growing stronger, or becoming weaker, if the ‘worse’ that may belong to our fate should really come.” The bride looked up with timid, trustful glance into her husband’s face. There was no return. The two gentlemen were mazing at each other, with looks that seemed ominous. She shuddered slightly, and withdrew her glance. The next moment Godfrey answered lightly though , there was a dissonance in his tones that: betrayed the forced nature of his gayety: “What a little goose you are, Cora. — Who, before you, ever dreamed of sorrow or evil fate, during the honeymoon? And Emily's honeymoon and mine has not ended yet.’ He passed on. The bride sat-down at the piano and played, first an air sad and mournfnl, the expression of the vague] anxieties thaj oppressed her. The mo-i rnent it was ended a score of voices pro-' tested against such mournful strains on : that joyous anniversary. Frank placed, a livelv air before her —a waltz, that set; all the youthful feet in motion, and sent exhilaration through the hearts of the elders. Dance succeeded to dance, Cora’s voice, at times joined by her hus-1 band’s fine bass, mingled with the rich ] tones of the instrument —the soft hum ofj pleasant conversation filled up the pauses, < and thus the hours fled away, and no | thought of sorrow seemed again to enter I that charmed circle. Yet, six months bad scarcely passed I ere it was broken, its.members scattered, 'and mourning and desolation had taken the place of joy and gladness. Godfrey Leeson was one of the earliest < sufferers from the great financial crisis, which so lately swept over the commercial world. On the day preceding the festival heretofore mentioned, the first intimation of the blow fell upon him. He was menaced by a heavy loss, and his. keen eye, looking forth, saw the hurrying indications of the coming storm. Nor was it long before it fell. The first loss embarressed his operations, and was soon followed by heavy failures among those with whom he had extensive business relations. Everywhere was embarrassment, distrust suspension of credit, aud suspension of payment. Mighty fortunes tumbled down like a child s card castles, seemingly at a touch and men . looked in each other’s faces with distrust, and despair. Emily Leeson, sitting at home happy > with her children, or driving on her

round of calls among her friends, heard of the ‘panic’ and ‘depression’ and •the crissis,, with ears that failed to comprehended their meaning. She saw her husband looking sad and anxious; saw him hurry from almost uutasted meals to his counting-house; heard him say. in answer to her affectionate questions, that he was anxious about business, and then turn away, not in want of sympathy, but in the belief of her utter powerless to aid him. She knew no more of business than her husband of needle-work, and lie would as soon have thought of asking her advice, or confiding to her his struggles, as she of talking to him of the making of a baby’s frock. She had been taught that his struggles, as she of talking to him of the making of a baby’s frock. She had been taught that his sphere was entirely seperate and distinct from her own, and never dreamed of the possibility of over stepping its charmed boundaries. Meanwhile, Godfrey grew more anx ious; his father, too, was deeply involved then Mr. Blake; then young Frank Lee, the husband of Cora; neither could much help the other, but all strove to save themselves, and with rare generosity to do all that was possible for each other’s aid. But the blow that prostrated one fell with nearly equal force on all. True, the elder gentlemen held much western lands and other not immediately available pro erty; but the younger ones, who, with the impulsive ambition of youth, had ventured everything in business, had no resources to fall back upon. They sat at their boards, and looked upon the smiling faces of their wives, and Godfrey upon those of. his children and listened to, and joined in their pleasant talk; see them dress gaily, and go forth to the promenade, and on the shopping excursions, for which they wondered so little money was forthcoming; and, as is the custom of American busbands and fathers, kept, silence in relation to all their own trials and struggles, little knowing scarce believing the strength of devotion of which those frail, luxuriously-reared woman were capable—believing, perchance, that they were, in truth, but the dolls they seemed.

Yet either of them would gladly, yes, rejoicingly have yielded all her luxuries, have given up her rich dress, her costly jewels, her household splendors, have toiled with her tender bands for husband and children, if thereby she might have averted one trial, or lifted one burden from the overtaxed frame. When the blow fell both husbands looked for tears, and despair, and hopeless, listless despondency. Did they find them 9 Did Frank Lee appreciate the depth and force of character slumbering beneath tlto gentle exterior of his fair, young bride? Had Godfrey Leeson, after more than four years happy intercourse with the woman he loved more and better each day fathomed the glorious capabilities of . her nature? Not at all. Both had expected only tears, and perhaps recriminations. The bitterest pang had been the thought, that their ruin must be imparted to their wives —those whom thev believed had married them ‘for better’ and not ‘for worse,’ ■foi richer’ and not ‘for poorer.’ Both were surprised first, then delighted, then ■ overwhelmed with joy and thnnktulness as, they saw how these feeble creatures : rose up in new strength, girded themselves ' with the diviner instincts of their womanj hood, to meet the crissis of their fortune. No tears, no reproaches, no vain long- ’ ings after lost splendor.no repining at the ' absence of luxuries made necessaries by life-long indulgence! Both assumed at ! once the position of comforter and earn]est friend; their own sorrows all merged in their deeper sympathy for those they ] loved. Both resolved to waste no time in useless repining, but to go quietly but steadily to work to aid their husbands, and both, without any of that which is usually termed woman’s weakness, and is looked upon as an amiable trait of the sex, where no strength is required, immediately sought about for means to accomplish their purpose. Some months have passed since the crash of ruin resounded in the ears of those of whom we relate this episode. — Cora has gone to the far West with her husband. Her father and mother have gone also, and the families are settled near each other. Frank has turned, farmer and Cora abets in his new employment, and is learning as fast as possible, all the arts that will fit her for the head of a rural household. Already she is an adept in all ordinary culinary preparations; and next summer the white hands that since knew no sterner toil than flitting over the keys of the pianoforte, or the strings of the harp, will be initiated into the labors and mysteries of the dairy. Emily is house-hunting, during this; bleak March weather, going cheei fully on foot, about the streets through which her gaily caparisoned horses but lately drew her, in almost regsl state. Fhe

'clerkship, which Godfrey has secured, j will not sustain them, and she lias planned ;to open a boarding house and thus, by i her own self-sacrifl'ce and cheerful toil, lift a portion of his heavy burdens, f»om his over-wearied frame. j And, if truth were told, both pairs are : happier and more cheerful to-day than even in the past times of luxury Had splendor. Misfortune has drawn them , closer, has displayed the better traits of ; character that might else have slumbered ’ forever, has increased their love and 1 trust, and made them more truly ‘com- ; pardons, in all the cures and duties, and j responsibilities of life. Lifelieslong before them. Riches will ' possibly return to them, won Again by j steady industry or fortunate chance.—• 1 But never, never, it may well be believed, I will they regret the lessons they have I learned from ‘the panic,’ or forget the 'joys that have come to them with their lowly fortunes. in jaa in Treatment for Hypochondria. ‘But do you really think, sir,’ asked Chronic Hypochondriasis, ‘that gardening is such a healthy occupation?’ •I do. But better than my own opinion, I will give you the sentiments of a celebrated but physician on the subject, when he was consulted by a patient afflicted with your own disease.* ■Well, sir, what’s the matter with you?’ said the bluff doctor. ‘Why, nothing particular, doctor, if you mean any decided complaint. Only I can’t eat and drink, and I can’t sleep, and I can’t walk—in short, I can’t enjoy anything except being completely miserable.’ It was a clear case of Hypochondriasis and so the physician merely laid down the ordinary sanitary rule. 'But you haven’t prescribed, doctor.’ observed the patient. ‘You haven’t told me what 1 am to take.’ ‘Take exercise.’ 'Well, but in what shape, doctor?’ 'ln the shape of a spade.' ‘What—dislike a horse?’ 1 ‘No—like a man.’ j ‘And no physic?’ ‘No. You don’t want draughs nor ! bills, or powders. Take a garden and a ; Sabine farm after it—if you like.’ ‘But it is such hard work.’ ‘Phoo, phoo. Bt-gin with crushing I your caterpillars—that's soft work enough : After that you can kill snails, they’re harder—and mind, before breakfast.' ‘I shall never ent any.’ ‘Yes you will, when you have earned your grub. Or hoe and rake and make yourself useful on the face cf the earth.’ ‘But I get so fatigued.’ ‘Yes, because you are never tired of being tired. Mere indolence. Commit yourself to hard labor It is pleasanter than having it done by a magistrate, and better in private grounds than on public ones.’ ‘Then you seriously suppose, doctor, that gardening is good for the constitution?’ ‘I do. For kings, lords and commons. Grow your own cabbages. Sow your own turnips—and if you wish for a gray head, cultivate carrots.’ ‘Well, doctor, if I thought— ’ ‘Don’t think, but do it. Take a garden and dig away as if you were going to bury all your care in it. When you're tired of digging, you can roll—or go to your work at vour fruit trees, like tho Devil and the Bag of Nails.’ •Well, at all events, it is worth trying, but I am sadly afraid that so much stooping—’ ■Phoo, phoo! The more pain m your back, the more you’ll forget your lypa. Sow a bed with thistles, and then weed it. And don’t forget cucumbers. ‘Cucumbers!’ ‘Yes, unwholesome to eat., but healthy to grow, for them you can have your frame as strong as you please, and regulate your own lights Melons still better. Only give your melon the melon bed, and I your colly to the colly-flowers, and your melancholys at an end.’ ‘Ah! joking, doctor!' ,No matter. Many a true word is said 'in a jest. I’m the only physician, I know : who prescribes it. but take a garden— the 'first remedy in the world — for when Adam was put into it, he was quite a new man!' A Mistake About the Bill.—A sick man slightly convalescing, recently in conveisation with a pious friend, congratulating him upon his recovery, asked him who his physician was, replied: 'Dr. brought me through.’ ‘No, no,’ said his friend, ‘God has brought you out of your illness, not the doctor.’ ‘Well, replied he, ‘may bs he did, but lam sure the doctor will charge me for it.’ A young lady in the interior thinks es going to California to get married, for the reason that she has been told that in that country the men folks “rock the errdle."

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