Locomotive, Volume 9, Number 13, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 August 1849 — Page 1

"brevity is the soul of wit,"

VOI. IX. CITY OF INDIANAPOLIS, SATURDAY, AUGUST 25. 1 8 4 9 . No. 13.

THE LOCOMOTIVE! I PRINTED AND PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY, AT THE BOOK AND JOB' OFFICE OF DOUGLASS & ELDER, OPPOSITE BROWNING'S, 13Y DAVID R, ELDER & CO. TERMS One dollar a year, of 4 volumes. 25 cents a volume of 13 Numbers. 6 copies to one address for one year, $5 S""ln advance in all casesCS- No paper will be sent until paid for, and no paper will be continued to Mail subscribers after the time paid for expires, unless the subscription is renewed. Advertising For one square f9 lines the first insertion, 50 cents; each subsequent, insertion 25 cents. Religious and benevolent notices. Births, Marriages, and Deaths, gratis. Communications and subscriptions must be addressed, Post Paid, to " The Locomotive, Indianapolis Indiana" or handed into the Publication office, opposite Browning's Hotel. - Postmasters are authorized to forward subscriptions and money to Publishers of Papers free of Postage. 4D m w n u ft t a m l A Picture. Seen in a Dream. By a fountain's silvery waters, In the forest's bosom buried, 'Neath tressiled vines and shady trees, A maiden softly hurried. Her brow was fair, and smooth and white, Her bosom gently swelling A smile played o'er her rosy lips, Her pearly teeth revealing. The Sun's last rays were shedding forth, A golden, mellowy hue, When kneeling by the chrystal fount, A miniature she drew From its sweet resting place ; And gazing fondly o'er it, bent A look of love and hope Such love and hope as bring content. Then Heavenward she raised her eyes, ' Moist as the "morning dew," And breathed a vow of faith and trust ' Dear Carrie, it was you f Newark, Ohio. Earnest. Lines to a Portrait. By Edwin. Thou lookest on me with the same sweet mein And bright smile yet ; As though no changing time had ever been Since first we met. How oft alone, I gaze upon those features, (Faint shadowed real ) Till seemest thou as one of the fair creatures, Of the ideal. Those deep, dark eyes are beaming with youth's gladness, Soul-like, and purely bright Those soft lips wreathed with a sweet smile of sadness. Like rose buds in moonlight. In my rapt dreams I see thy form before me, And in my spirit stays, And thoughts of thee are ever hov'ring o'er me, Ling'ring by night and day. Newark, Ohio.

All about Love. The dream is o'er : The magic spell that bound me broken; Ah ! never more fond memory dwell Upon that smile! 'twas love's last token, Of her my heart did love so well ; The dream is o'er. Yes I did love Pure as the-love of Angles smiling, Bright as the chrystal fountain's stream j With thoughts of her, the hours beguiling, My guardian spirit she did seem; O, how I loveS ! ! And still I love s Yet not the Gal that made me tipsy, Nor Geese, nor Turkies, Hens, nor Chickens, . Farewell to all ! and good by Bessey ! f With me you'll never play the dickens, Yet still I'll love And truly love A pot of dumplings, big and juicy, That e'en would make an Angel weep; And Pies (that's baked by our Lucy,) Then roll in bed and go to sleep, And dream of love. Zeeke. The Dying Emigrant. The summer wind plays o'er the fields, As if to sing its Maker's praise. And brings the sweets each flower yields, My sinking life it seems to raise; It stirs the leafy wood, which shields The mountain brow from noonday rays. I see the flowers and green hued leaves, And hear the gentle pigeon's note, Which sadly sounds as if she grieves, As through the air they softly float ; And yet my heart no joy receives, But is by deepest sorrow smote. Fair nature, clothed in her bright dress, Brings joy and gladness in her train, Her scenes were made for hapiness Thanks I should give and not complain Her beauties all around express The praise of him who pities pain. N , The scented breezes seem to blow And bring the sweets from fields they sweepr As if to soothe my lonely woe, (Why should I then so vainly weep,) But let them lull me, soon, I know, I'll sink in death's embrace to sleep. The odors which now float around, And fill the air to sweet excess, Can make me hear in every sound

The hiss of love and fond caress; My spirit's with a vigor bound As now I think of happiness.

The sun is up, and shines once more, ; To smile on me, the child of gloom, And gilds the billows near the shore The East now glows one rosy bloon, And let me gaze ere life is o'er, Let ti awhile in me find room. I do not die without avail, More worthy is my fated end, Than if I should in bondage wail, To tyrant's power I would not bend, Nor wear their chains, to let them trail Around me, and through life extend. C. Deaconess Institute and Infirmary, and Lutheran Sisterhood. Mr. Editor. It may be interesting to the friends of humanity among your numerous readers, to know something about the origin and character of the above Institution and order, of which a brief notice has been taken by the press in general. This Institution, which owes its origin to the crowning excellency of vital Christianity, charity, has had its origin in, and has been confined in its operations mainly to the Evangelical ( Lutheran ) Church. The parent institution, located at Kaiserwerth, on the Rhine, has . been in existence long enough to test its efficiency in the extended circle of human philanthropy ; having afforded relief to thousands, and sent forth hundreds of Sisters of charity, who prove to be messengers of mercy among the afflicted and unfortunate. The Rev. Wm. A. Passavant, pastor of the 1st English Lutheran church of Pittsburg, established a similar Institution in said city about one year ago, which is entirely sustained by the " voluntary principle." This Institution, which has already won the confidence and affection of the citizens of Pittsburg, and Alleghany city, by its benevolent labors, especially during the prevalence of the Cholera, has lately received a visit from the Rev. Theodore Fliender, founder of the order in Germany, who brought with him four Sisters, who are thoroughly qualified for the work, and who speak the English language. This Institution is now open, not only for patients, but for the reception of christian ladies of tried and approved character, who desire to devote themseles to works of mercy among the sick, the ignorant, and the unfortunate. The principle and rule is briefly this. "This service, (says the Superintendent,) is wholly a work of faith and love. It is moreover perfectly voluntary, and anxious as we are to see persons offering themselves for this labor of love, we shall ever observe the fundamental principle of the Institution, and employ no persuasion to induce any one to make such a choice." The candidates serve a period of probation, at the expiration of which, those found qualified are set apart to this labor of love by a solemn christian benediction. The engagement is voluntary for a term of years, and may be renewed from time to time. In accordance with certaia prudential regulations, they may be released from