Plymouth Weekly Democrat, Volume 14, Number 28, Plymouth, Marshall County, 18 March 1869 — Page 1

PLYMOUTH WEEKLY DEMOCRAT. VOLUME XIV PLYMOUTH, INDIANA, THURSDAY, MARCH 18, 1869. NUMBER 28.

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BK.WTIFVL HANDS. Siu h beaatitaL beautiful hands! They're neither white nor small : Am! jroa, I know, viuld scarcely think That they wore fair at all. 1 vc looked on hawls whoso form and hue A sculptor's dream mteW be : Yet are there need, wrinkled hands Most beautiial to me. Snrh heantifnl. heautifn.1 hands! Though heart were weary .iid sad ; Thoe patient hands kept 'oiling on. That children nvsrht he glad. I almost weep, as looking hack To childhood's di-tnnt day. I Think hov these hands" rested not. When mine were at their play. Such beaUtUM, beantiful nsndr ! They're jrowintr fechte now: Fof ! 'm - and piin have left their work On hand, and heart, and hrow. Alas '. alas ! the searing time. And the Mi, sa-1 dav to me. When 'nc vli the daisies, out of sight. These hands will folded b. Bai oh I hoyond thi hadow lamp, W! tc all is bright and fair, 1 know full weM these dear old hands Will palm of victory hear. Where it Mai stream?, through endless year, Flow over roMea sands, Anr; where the old erow young again, I'll clap my moiher's hands. Sclcctcö ilXisccliangA FAMILY JAR. AM) WHAT CAME OF IT. I re mem BJEB it as though it had happened yesterday. It was the biggest row we ever had in cur family. It was one cold, rainy evening in the i uh part of December. We all sat down to the supper table as usual, but not, apparently, in our usual good humor. By "all," I mean our family, which consisted of fit her, mother, my two sifters, Clara and Lizzie, Bob and myGelf. Bob Carver was one of our family, as he 1, "by brevet." His mother and my mother hal been friends in girlhood, and ha i never outprown their intimacy. Ever since Bob had lived in the city he had b arded at our house, and .ie seemed like one of us. He was a jolly gord fellow, and appeared to think a good deal of us all, especially Clara, who, by the way, did not seem to care particularly fat him, though, of course, she liked him " well enough," as we all did. The relations between these two had c oised me some painful consideration. I liked Bob very much, and would have been glad to have him in the family more fully than by " brevet." Beside this my regard for him made me feel a warm sympathy tr his unreciprocated affection for Clara. I was in love myself, and thought that if Maggie Cranston showed as much indifference to me as Clara did sometimes toward Bob, that I should have been inexpressibly miserable. Beside this, Clara seemed to take a good deal of pleasure in the company of that stupid Jim Bayne, whose chief delight seemed to consist in talking about religion, politics and other subjects, which bored me intolerably. I was nineteen, and poetical. It always seemed to me that L'zzie would have suited Bob better than Clara, anyhow. They were both fond of music, and often played and sang together; but they never g t along smoothly together. They did not appear to agree about anything but music, and they quarreled about that. Yet they would still practice together. Their voices harmonized well, and I supposed they tolerated each other for the sake of the music. I could never understand Lizzie's conduct toward Bob. It was absurd. Some of his ideas that she argued against with all her might, when he stated them, she as warmly defended in conversation with the rest of us, I believe she delighted in being contrary. Mother sometimes rebuked her for her petulance to Bob, but father said it made no difference, it was customary for musical people to quarrel. He was quicktempered himself, and Lib was more like him than any of the rest of us were. Bu. to return to that December evening. As I have said, the weather was bad. For that reason, I suppose, the boy had failed to h ave the evening paper. When father came in, he asked for the paocr, and nid, "Confound the boy." When Bob came in, he asked for the paper, and went up stairs to change his foots, grumbling out something about hanging the b y to the nearest lamppost. The girls were in bad humor, because they had been unable to get out shopping that afternoon on a holiday shopping expedition : while mother was worried because the bread had not turned out well, and the buckwheat cakc3 showed a tendency to become sour. Mother said something about the bread said she had been over the baking nearly all day, and i' seemed as though it never would rise. She said, " I think either the flour or the yeast is bad." Father, just to be disagreeable, I suppose, said, "A bad workman always complains of his tools.' Mother flushed up instantly. She was a good bread-maker, and she knew it. She said, " That don't apply to me. We generally have as good bread as any one. Don't you think so, Robert?" Bob, who looked as though he was working out some problem in mental arithmetic, answered, " I don't presume to criticise the 'are at my boarding-house." This was improving (?) things rapidly, Bob calling our house his boarding house. After supper Bob went up to his room and smoked a cigar, and afterward came down in a more social humor. In accordance with a previous arrangement, he and Lizzie sat down to practice an instrumental due. I sat in the parlor reading, and, bo long as the music ran smoothly on, I paid no attention to it ; but suddenly there was a discord, and then it ceased. You made a mistake there," said Bob, pointing to the music. "No, it was you," said Lizzie, "and there is -here it was," pointing at one of the hieroglyphic? with which composers disfigure paper. " I beg pardon," said Bob ; " but I could not have made such a mistake, a"? 1 am quite familiar with the piece. I played it with Miss Peterson the other eveniDg, and she made the same mistake you did, only she saw it when I pointed it out. " Oh, yes ; she wtuld see that black was white, if you pointed it out. What has Miss Peterson to do with me ?" " I surely thought that you and I had lived long enough in the same house together, and were sufficiently intimate if not friendly to allow me to differ with you sometimes, and even to quote authori

ty in support of my own opinion when it was at variance with yours." Whatever friendly relations there were need not continue. You have chosen to define your position in the house as that of a mere boarder, and, as such, had no right to flout another young lady in my face, and claim that because she made a mistake, I must have done so, too. You talk queerly about this music, anyhow. If you are as familiar with the piece as you

pretend, why did you practice it I 1 Know j you are not right about that mistake, j and I don't believe you think you are, ! yourself." ' If a man had given Bob Carver the lie so directly, I suppose he would have 1 knocked him down. As it was, he jump- i ed up, without a word, and went to his , room. Lizzie played several very lively airs ' with great animation, and was as merry j as a bird until she went to bed. Her apparent triumph over the mairer j angered me, and I bluntly told her she had been ill-natured and unlady-like ; whereupon she informed me that " children should be seen and not heard." At breakfast, next morning, all of us had apparently recovered our good humor, but there was something forced about Bob's gayety, I noticed that he and lizzie said nothing to each other. When he left, he said he would not be back to supper. (He always dined down town. As this was not altogether unusual, no one but myself appeared to notice it, except Clara, who looked at Lizzie with a sort of " I told you so" glance. Bob came home late that evening, and we did not see him until next morning. : At breakfast Lizzie seemed about to say something to him, once, but did not do so. Father, mother, and Clara went to ' church. Bob and I concluded not to go, and it was Lizzie's turn to stay at home and superintend the preparation for dinner. We were accustomed to eating good dinners on Sunday, as it was the only time we could all eat that meal together and take our time at it. We all enjoyed those Sunday dinners keenly. Just before the folks started to church, Clara and Lizzie were talking earnestly together, and Clara said, 44 Yes, you ought to do it, and do it at once." I gave no heed to the words then, but afterward knew what they referred to. Father had a sort of half library, halfoffice, up stair?, and there Bob and I went ; he to take a smoke and myself to read. After we bad been there a short time, Lizzie tapped at the door and walked in. I asked her if she would have a cigar, to which she made no reply, but walked directly toward Bob, who involuntarily got up to meet her. I saw that they were about to make up their quarrel ; but as I had been present at half a dozen make-ups of theirs, I only though I it necessary to gaze, with sudden interest, out of the window. Lizzie commenced : " Mr. Carver, I was rude ; I was provoked at what you said at the table, and so forgot myself; I'm sorry." I wished I had gone out ; but they were between me and the door, so I did not know what to do. Bob maintained an awkward silence for a few seconds. I began to feel interested. I knew that that was pretty much of an apology for Lib to make to any one, and I mentally said if he did not accept it as frankly as it was offered, he was a well, not what I thought him. Lizzie must have grown tired of his silence, for she had turned around from the window, when Bob said " Stop." She turned toward him and he continued : " Lizzie, don't think I am such a brute as not to accept your apology. I was only at a loss to find wonls to express my regret at having provoked you into saying what you did. It was all my fault." No, it wasn't," curtly returned Lizzie ; and I mentally concluded that they would quarrel over this. But Bob continued seriously, and in a most lugubrious tone, said, " Well, may be it isn't. I guess it is fate. It is the result, I suppose, of oversensitiveness to your indifference or dislike.1 " Bob !" exclaimed Lizzie. 44 It's true," he said, " I can't help feeling that you don't like me, and my uneasiness leads me to act so as to increase your aversion." I wished I had gone. They seemed to be settling not only their last quarrel, but all they had ever had. " You had no right to say that, Bob You know I don't dislike you," said Lizzie, actually breaking down and sobbing. I guess he must have concluded that he knew it, for he took her in his capacious arms just as I passed them on a rapid re treat, terribly ashamed of not having gone in the first place. I do not know what took place after I left, but so far as dinner was concerned, Lib might as well have gone to church. Bridget got it all right, however, and I think it was about the happiest one we ever did eat. Happiness is contagious, and there was enough of it in Lizzie's eyes alone to have inoculated a whole regiment with joy. I believe Clara saw the state of affairs at once, and shared Lizzie's joy to the greatest possible degree. Father and mother seemed to accept the "era of good feeling " without explanation, while Bob was insane. He asked father about the sermon, and on being assured that it was an excellent one, said he would take a little of it. Father asked him, "What?" and he said " potatoes." He helped himself to a spoonful, and then deliberately took a spoonful of butter. Mother significantly asked him if he thought smoking agreed with him, and he told her yes, he considered it a delight ful exercise; and as he gave her this novel assurance, he reached for the molasses and poured it over his potatoes and butter. This was too much for Clara and me, and we burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter, which recalled Bob to his senses; and, blushing crimson, he confessed that he was absent-minded, as he had just been able to see his way clear in a matter which had troubled him for months. He then heartily joined in the general laugh at his mistakes; Lizzie also joining in, and blushing a pink accompaniment to his deep crimson flush. Bob and father took a smoke in the office frhat afternoon, and mother and the girls held a conference In the parlor; I took a walk. When I came back Clara said, " You're a gump." Without any idea of what that might be, I meekly assented, and said, " had no

idea of what was coming ; I thought Bob wanted you instead of Lib." "You're all the worse gump for that," said she ; " and for fear you can't see something else in time, I'll tell you now that I'm engaged to Mr. Bayne." I thought the marrying days of the year had come, and went off to my room to indulge in a delightful dream of my own marriage, in the far-off future, with Mag gie Cranston. - Five years have passed since then. Clara and Lizzie got married, of course, and I stood up at their weddings. Clara keeps house. Bob and Lizzie still live at our house, and father insists that they always shall. I do not think Jim Bayne so stupid as I once did. Three years in the fish and oil business, as junior member of the firm of Martin & Son, have damaged my poetic enthusiasm, while Bayne's seems, somehow or other, on the increase. I have not married Magpie Cranston. In fact, I do not know her. We did not keep up our acquaintance long after she left the boarding-school where she was when I so fully expected to marry h-jr, and thought I could uot get along without her. I am still a youthful bachelor, awaiting an opportunity to quarrel with some young lady, as Bob Carver did with our Lizzie ; but I don't want any nineteen-year-old brothers on hand at the reconciliation.

From onr Special Correspondent. METROPOLITAN ECHOES. New York, March 13, 1860. You would scarcely believe it, but today we actually found blooming along one of the more pheltercd walks of Central Park some few of those small but adventurous flowers which, in this strange climate, thrust their bold heads up through the frosted ground and proclaim the advent of spring. And spring is indeed at hand We stand just on the threshold of , tnat tresh. bright season which is ever , most charming in the city. And from , ' . " . .. . . L ! now until the heats of July shall drive us seaward and mountainward, the great metropolis will flash and glitter, and attract and fascinate, as at no other time, and just as if no anguished human souls or breaking hearts were hid beneath its tinsel cloak. Speaking of the Park, which we New Yorkers regard as a sort of earthly paradise, recalls the practical and far from complimentary estimate placed upon it by an old Western farmer whom we encountered in one of its grander avenues the other day. " All very well all very well," said he, in dubious admiration; "but it's a thunderin' pity to waste so much nice ground just for a lot o' folcs to knock around in, when it 'ud make such a bully farm !" There is a growl in our ears to-day, from which the city appears now never to be wholly free, respecting the dullness of trade; but only to us tireless "newsmongers," who dive beneath the outward sccmings of metropolitan life, is the cause apparent. New York has, like Paris, the happy faculty of presenting always a fair exterior ; and, whatever may be its hidden financial sufferings, the idler and pleasure-seeker within its walls catches no echoing wail thereof. To the superficial observer, the great city's career is one long holiday. The brilliant colors of recently displayed spring fashions lend a peculiar descriptive charm in this hour of commercial distress, for whw stops to think of prosy, dull, unpleasant things when Broadway rolls before us with its drifting tides of gaiety and beauty, and the grand old thoroughfare seems transformed into a long and lovely green-house, filled with animated boquets? You would hardly think it " Lent," and this a city which counts its pretended observers thereof by tens of thousands! Certain mysterious movements on the part of our metropolitan " Sorosis " are reported, the exact purport of which cannot yet be definitely divulged. We shall direct a sharp look out after them, however, in the interest of our readers, and keep the public posted. Train's remarkable " open " letter to Vanderbilt is much discussed in social circles about town, but it does not appear that the " severely severe" epistle has annihilated our thorough old Commodore, for we saw him on Broad wav vpstrdaxr lrmlr. ing quite as stubbornly alive as ever. One of his many fast teams had a race with a I velocipede on Harlem lane a few days since, which, though fquite an impromptu affair, attracted much attention from ! loungers at Luffs, the Club House, and 1 other points along the way. One Vander bilt steed became unmanageably frightencd, and as the other was scarcely less alarmed 8t the novel and peculiar competitor brought against them, something very like a ruoaway resulted and md V. LociDede. Esq., was easily distanced. Still, the novelty-loving world of this metropolis persists in believing in Velocipedes, and so the mania continues to rage in spite of frightened horses, to say nothing of bruisea num&ns in scores, who have been its willing victims. Central Park is occasion ally overrun with these odd, two wheeled machines, and accidents of a serious nature have become so frequent that some official measures must soon be taken to regulate both the speed of the " go-devil " (as it is sometimes called) and the localities where it may be used. There is great fascination in velocipede exercifc, no doubt ; but poor pedestrians should have some security against destruction by enthusiastic riders in the Park, and they will soon demand it The feeling of intense indignation which was generated here in consequence of the

desperate and fool hardy Ocean race be- 98 lurkeys killed, 1,426 lbs., at 27 cents tween an Inman and a Cunard steamer ! per ps $385.02 ; 3 turk. ysnot killed, estithe " City of Paris and the " Russia " , mated at $9 ; total $394 02. Debtor 110

has about subsided. We do not have a chance to linger long over any one excitement in this Gotham of endless sensations; but it is a pity public opinion would not In some way reach and chastise such heartless triflers with humai life. But how do we do it ? Why. the steamers of these

two lines are better patronized than ever, was the principal actress, lhe death ot and probably the two identical Captains, her little nephew had been carefully conwho each declared that he would " beat or cealed from her ; but she heard accidentgo to Uie bottom," will hereafter be the fa- i ally of it at the very moment when the vorites with European voyagers. funeral ceremonies were about t;. cornNew York is to have a tunnel under the mence in the royal chapel. She immedi- , East river. At what point is not yet de- ately insisted emphatically on being adtermined, nor do we know exactly uhen ; j mitted to the ehanel, in order, as she said, but, though we arc not quite eo precipi-! to put a letter to her husband, Maximilian, , tately fast in the matter ot public improve- in the coffin, and when her request was ments as some of your Western cities, we j not complied with, and she was told that 1 do not allow oureclves to suffer long over she could not go into the chapel, she flow a wdht which money can supply, and a into a violent passion, and her crit3 were tunnel is ctrtainly a most important need heard throughout tho palace. A great to the crowded island of Manhattan. Now j many ef the mourners believed that these , that Chicago has demonstrated " how not manifestations of grief proceeded from the ; to do it," Gotham will be warned and pro- poor, bereaved Queen of Belgium, but

cecd with caution and discretion ; and when you hear, one of these days, of our tunnel as an established fact, you wil) not

be pained to hear, at the same time, that it has been converted into a shower-bath. A prominent metropolitan hotel beeper is already turning a speculative eye towards the deep Yo Semite Valley of California, which he foresees is destined to become the fashionable watering place of this continent. It has falls rivaling Niagara and such vir-.ues in the way of scenery and climate that our long-headed landlord sniffs great things in the not very distant future, Horace Greeley, whom we met in Printing House Square the other day, is said to be developing new and strange traits, in his old age, which both friends and enemies will regard with something of interest or sympathy. His growing petulance is leading him into a world of trouble and his bland, tranquil, almost child like face is beginning to wrinkle up in a most unbecoming manner. Mr. Greeley's life, even according to his own estimate of it, has been a grand success ; and we write this in ignorance of what the new Administration is going to do for him if anything; but to read his feat-'.fes as we recently beheld them, one must come inevitably to the conclusion that he was a sorrowful and disappointed man. What has wrought this miraculous change in our veteran journalist, whether the outward attraction is evidence of an inward revolution, and whether it be only temporary or the resuit of illness are qi'.estions we cannot answer. In this regard we speak alone from what we saw. It comes to us from others, who know him better than we can claim to, that the old man's temper is completely broken, and that he occasional exhibits other and alarming symptoms of incipient mental decay.

Great preparations are making throughj out this city to celebrated St. Patrick's day in an unusually brilliant and impressive ! manner, some fifty Irish temperance socie- , ties being announced as participants therein. Every one possessing any knowledge of New York, or who has chanced to witness the finale of one of these Celtic festiyas in t metropolis, must be aware that : ' . r .u Birict temperance is uui i: iiiuuie ii me tempei occasion, and can therefore judge how imposing in numbers this demonstration is to be, when so small a division as its cold water drinkers is estimated at fifty full societies. There is trouble in Wall street, and the bears in that region give evidence, by their expectant growls, that some downward tendency of the money market is at hand. Our amusement world is busy and brilliant ; but " gossip of the green-rooms " must lay over for the present. Wild Edceuton. - FACTS AID FIGURES. England raises ninety live per cent, of the meat she eats. Madame Vaxyas, an old huckster woman in Paris, is worth $100,000. The butler of the Princess Metternich gets about the same salary as President Grant. The Memorial Methodist church at Washington cost $250,000, and will scat 2,000 people, Thirty-one million acres of land in the Kingdom of Great Britain are uncultivated. Snow fell in Montreal, Canada, in the month of February to the unusual depth of seventy-three inches. The total fall for the winter was 139 inches. An acre of land contains 43,300 square feet, A square with sides of 208 feet and 55 inches will contain an acre. Dr Hayes, the Arctic explorer, says the biggest iceberg he ever saw was three miles in circumference and over 2,200 feet thick. The society lor the protection of destitute Roman Catholic chiidren, in New Y'ork, received and cared for 1,301 little ones in 1808. Tue volunteers in Great Britain number 150,000 men, and the G ivernment contributes $1,000,000 toward the general expenses. From 1858 to 1808 there were 4 883 American vessels wrecked. Loss $198,702,876 an average per day of one and a half vessels and $53,000. Old Faneuil Hall, Boston, waa first built and presented to the town by Peter Faneuil in 1 Ti2. It was destroyed by !ire in 1701, and rebuilt in 176;). It was enlar8cd to it8 Vsent size in 1805 It is stated that several boxes of guineas, of the coinage of George the Third, have been recovered from the wreck of the British frigate Hussar, sunk with a large amount of treasure in the E ist river, in 1784. London has thirteen Mary Ann streets, ! forty -seven Jr.mes, thirty-seven Edward, ' forty six Charles, twenty four Frederick, j thirty six Henry, eighty-seven John.fiftyeight JnzaDetn, inirteen jane, iour isinma and seven Emily streets. incre are uuytwo New streets. Bef.ihk M. Haussmaun undertook to hnprove Paris, the annual civic expenditures j did not exceed 50,000 francs His estimates for this year amount to 124,000,000 francs, while the debt has gradually swelled from 75,000 to 1,023.000,000 francs, the yearly interest on which is 62,000,000 lrancs. The 190,000 citizens of Rome can attend 385 churches, all of which contain numerjus chapels, with alters, at which masses are constantly being celebrated. Indeed it is estimated that 13,000 masses ire said daily in Rome. On Sunday more are sung than on week days, that being the only distinction. A farmer in Griswold, Conn., has pub lished an account of turkeys raised and sold, with expenses and profits, from June, 1868. to January, 109, as follows : Credit bush, corn at $1 50, $165 ; cost of butcher ing, 'etc., $10 ; total, $173. Net profit, $219.02. The buiial of the young Crown Prince of Belgium gave rise to a ver painful scene, in which " poor Carlotta very that brave hearted lady did all she could t soothe her furious sister-in -law at the moment when ber only ou was buried.

How Candies arc Made. Wouldn't you like to go with me to that mysterious land of sweets, where all the candy comes from ? I suppose you imagine it to be some exquisite, fairy-like place, where little elves measure, concoct, mix, stir up and roll out the various kinds of bon-bons which you buy in nice boxes. No such thing ; on the contrary, it is a commonplace-looking brown building that I shall take you into. And instead of fairies, you will see big men with their sleeves rolled up, working in huge cellars, before immense furnaces, where the delicious sweets are melted and mixed. Think of seeing a brawny-armed man rolling a " chunk " of soft candy into a stick, two or three feet long, ornamenting it with stripes of different colored candy, and at last cutting it into lengths to sell for a penny. It is wonderful how much work is expended on little things. Gum drops and cordial drops of various kinds are all formed in moulds. Perhaps you have wondered how the delicious drop of pear or pine-apple essence gets into tfee center of a cordial drop. It is thus : When the sugar is a beautiful, clear liquid, like water, and ready to come up, they mix with it some of the essence, and pour it into the moulds. The sugar at once crytalllzcs becomes hard and white ; the essence does not crystalize, but remains in the middle of the sugar crystal. Flat candies, like hearts, crosses, &c., are cut out of thin sugar dough, as you have seen buscuit cut from flour dough. Some kinds are pressed into shape by rollers with figures or words on them, which figures of course are impressed upon the candy. It takes many men to make the candies that are sold in this one building, and it takes thirty live girls to sell them. You would fancy that a good many choice sweets would find their way between the lips of these thirty-five girls; bnt their employer is a wise man, and he takes pains to cure his clerks of that desire, the first thing. This is how he docs it. When a new c erk comes to him, he gives her cordial leave to eat as much as she wishes. Well, girls are all fond of sweets, and the new hand is sure to stuff herself to such an extent as to make herself sick ; and after that day she ants no more candy. Girls sometimes remain five or six years in the house, and never tasted a sugarplum. The result seems incredible, but it has been proved by years of experience. In Paris, where the most delightful bonbons are made, they are put Into exquisite little baskets, or boxes, lined with satin, and tied with a delicate ribbon, or garlanded with flowers. In fact, the casket is beautiful, as the contents are delicious. Olive 2 home, in Our ßoys and Girls. Nebraska Life.

A crnzXM of Nebraska thus posts an Eastern correspondent who speared a variety of questions as to the territory and life there : "What kind of a couutry do you live in?" " Mixed and extensive, It is made up principally of land and water." " What kind of weather?" " Long spells of weather are frequent. Our sunshine comes off principally during the day time." " Have you plenty of water and how got?" " A goood deal of water scattered about, and generally got in pails and whisky." " Is it hard ?" " Rather so, when you have to go half a mile aud then wade in mud knee deep to get it." " What kind of buildings?" "Allcgiric, Ionic, anti baloric, log and slabs. The buildings arc chiefly out of doors, and so low between joints that the chimneys all stick out through the roof." " What kind of society ?" "Good, lad, hateful, indillcrcnt and mixed." "Any aristocracy?" ' Nary one." " What do your people do for a living mostly ?" " Sonie work, some laze around, one's a shrewd business manager, and several drink whisk." " Is it cheap living there?" " Only five cents a glass, aud the water thrown in." 44 Any taste for music?" "Strong Buzz and buck saws in the day time, and wolf howling and cat-fight ing nights." 44 Any pianos there ?" 44 No. but we have several cow bells, and a tin-pan in every family." 44 What could a genteel family in moderate circumstances do for a living ?' 44 Work, shave notes, fish, hunt, steal or if pinched, buy and sell town property." Little Captain TrotU I HARRIET mir STOWE. We think that nobody can refuse to Captain Trott the award of industry and energy. He is energy itself. He believes in early rising, and, like all others who practice this severe virtue, is of opinion that it is a sin for anybody to sleep after he is awake. Therefore he commences to whistle and crow, and pick open the eyes of papa and mamma with his fat fingers, long belore 44 Aurora crimsons the East," as the poet says. For those hapless sinners who love the dear iniquity of morning naps, Trott has no more mercy than a modern reformer ; and, like a modern rei former, he makes no exceptions for circumstances. If he is wide awake and refreshed, it makes no difference to him that mamma was up half a dozen times the night before to warm his milk and perj form other handmaid cflices for 1m lord ' ship ; or that papa was late at his office aud did not get asleep till twelve o'clock. Up they must get ; laziness is not lo be in- : dulged ; morning naps arc an abomination to his soul; aud he wants his breakfast at tlie quickest conceivable moment, that he may enter on the duty of the day. This duty may be briefly defined as the process of cultivating the heavenly virtue i of patience in the mind of his mother and of the family and community generally. He commences the serious avocations of the day after a shower of kJee, adorned ; by fleeting dimples aud spat kling glance-. While mamma ll hastily dressing, he slyly upsets the wash-piteber on the carpet, and I sits a pleased spectator of the instant run- ! ning and fussing which is the result. II i there is a box of charcoal tooth-powder ! u ui: m naeh h now contrives to force " O UIU . - ,. - that open and scatter its contents over his nightgown and the carpet, thus still further increasing the confusion. If he ia scolded, he immediately falls on his mothei's neck, and smothers her with sooty kisses. While I.VIna hio hulli li, inaiata Mil .mi. kill'' tllC k It l I. ... -.-, .uw.w.w - " CS sponge, and splashing the water all over

his mother's neat morning-wrapper. If this process is stopped, he shows the strength of his lungs in violent protests, which eo alarm the poor woman for the character of the family, that she is forced to compromise with him by letting him have a bright pin ushion, or her darling gold watch, or some other generally forbidden object to console him. This, of course, he splashes into the water forthwith, and fights her if she attempts to take it away : for Trott is a genuine Red Republican in the doctrine of his own right to have his own way. Then he follows her up through the day, knowing exactly when and where to put himself in her way, in fuUillment of his important mission of perfecting her in patience. If she is going up stairs with baby in her arms, Trott catches her about the knees or hangs on to her gown behind.

wiin mosi persistent atlection. In the kitchen, if she be superintending verdant Erin in the preparation of some mysterious dish, Trott must be there, and Trott must help. With infinite taring and tiptoe efforts, he pulls over on his head a pan of syrup and the consequences of this movement all our female friends see without words. Is there company to dinner, and no des8f rt, and stupid Biddy utterly unable to compass the ciifllculties of the boiled custard, then mamma is to ihe fore, and Trott also. Just at that critical moment the moment of projection a loud scream from Trott announces that he has fallen head first into the rain-water butt ! The custard is spoiled, but the precious darling Trott is saved, and wiped up, and comes out fresh and glowing, to proclaim to his delighted admirers that he still lives. Thus much on Trott's energy and indus try, but who shall describe the boundless versatility Jof his g-MÜaa t Atlantic Monthly. Penalty of Too Mnch Brain Work. No man can do head-work faithfully for more than four or five or six hours. If that time is exceeded, all the phosphorus is carrica on, and the man becomes irritable, broken down, and has sof'tenine of the brain. I have seen this overwork in lawyers, doctors, clergymen and merchan's, who have worked the brain for ten hours. They have dropped under the burden. You cannot violate the law of Gol with impunity. Sir Walter Scott did a large amount ol brain work in his day, but he did not overwork himself. In his latter days, however, he became pecuni arily embarrassed, and resorted to his liter ary pursuits to save himself; but he worked too hard and completely broke himself down. One of the best scholars I ever knew broke himself down in his younger days, but he lived on to seventy, though he could only work some four hours a day. After these hours he en gaged in vigorous exercises to keep bim out ot the house as much as possible, and he continued one of the best professors in the country. R 'rh-mge. Ihe Invention of the Locomotive. From the Western Railroad Gazette. We are indebted to Mr. Brose E. Fanning, an inventor of this city, for a number of clippings from newspapers published between 1829 'and 1832, among which arc reports of the early English experiments with locomotives, together with editorial reflections on the probable importance of the invention. In the Troy Bentind, of Dec. 4th, 1S29, is an account of the experiments with the locomotives offered for the prize of 1:500 by the directors of the Liverpool & Man ehester Railway Company: 44 The carriages entered were the following : 4 The Novelty,' weight 2 tons, 15 cwt., by Messrs. Braithwaite A- Erickson, of London : 4 The Sans Pareil,' 4 tons, 8 cwt., 2 qrs , by Mr. Ackworth, of Darling ton ; 1 The Rocket,' 4 tons, 2 cwt., by Mr. Robert Stephenson, of Newcastle-upon-Tyne, and 4 The Perseverance,' 2 tons, 17 cwt., by Mr. Burstall, of Edinburgh. Besides these, which were all moved bv steam, there was another carriage brought to the ground, not so much as a competitor for the prize, as for the purpose of exhibition : it was moved by two hone, and was named the 4 Cyclopcd,' weighing three tons. The Rocket, without any loail, went at the rate of 24 miles on liour, a id with a load of 12 tons, 10 cwt., at the rate of lO1. miles an hour, for 14 miles. The course was 1 mile and long, with a furlong at each end for stopping, turning and getting under way. This was one exhibition. At another day, when the Rocket was put to work forjthe prize, she actually traveled 78 miles on the short course above named, with her loaded wagons attached, at the rate of dtwn mile an hour, including stoppages. On another occasion, this carriage, wholly divested of all appendages, and with no weight but that of the engine car riage, ran reu miles in 14 minvtt, which is at lhe rate of 30 mite. an hour ! 44 But the performance of the Novelty was the most surprising. With a load of 6 tons 2 cwt., making with her own weight more than 10 tons, she went at one trial, at the average of 10' , miles nearly, on the short course referred to, and it was, on that occasion, judged that if she could have made a continued journey along the road, without wasting power and losing speed by frequent turning, she would easily have moved with her load, at the rote of 20 miles an hour ! At another time, hei wagons being unloaded, 45 persons got into them, and she moved with them at the averaging rate of 32 mi'.es cm hour .' In the New York Couri r and Enquirer of Dec. 1, 1829, is the following : "LocoMOTivK Enoinf.s. The experiments lately made in England with the Locomotive Engines on the various railways, have excited great surprise and admiration, and are opening a new era lot the most extraordinary improvements in traveling ever made. 44 A London paper referring t ttie subject observes: 44 4 The engine of Braithwaite and Erickon moved at the aotonirhing ppeed of M mile an hour. It eeemed indeed (rays a spectator) to fly presenting one of fhe mot punllme spectacle of human ingenuity and human darine the world ever beheld. It actually made one trlody to look at It, and Ailed thousands with lively fear for the safety of the indhidnal who were on it, and mho seemed not to run along the earth, but to fly as it were on the wines of the wind. It was a most sublime stght a sight indeed which the individuals who beheld It will not soon forget ' "8hould nothingintervene to check the prospects which railways hold out, the improvement will carry us far beyond anything that steamboats can accomplish. A railway between New York aud Phila delphia, with Locomotive Engines, would enable passengers to breakfast in this city, dine at Philadelphia, and return to New York to supper ; and in the transportation of merchandize, will do away at once with water carriage. We live in a wonderful age, and nothing should surprise us." ' This newspaper was not alone in lore-

seeing the importance of Stephenson's in vent ion. The Edinburgh Scotsman, quoted in the Troy Sentinel, thus compares the importance of the political events of the time, with this discovery in locomotion. 14 It is melancholy to observe how rarely objects, event9, or individuals, are esteemed according to their importance. All the periodical pens in London are at this moment at work upon the Turkish Treaty, the New Police, Cobbett's Corn, Mr. Lister's Tragedy and, perhaps, one or two most 4 bloody and barbarous' murders. We have columns and pages filled day after day with comments on these matters, which, two months hence, will be completely superseded by s imething equally ephemeral, while we have not seen in one of the metropolis prints a single remark on the experiments at Liverpool, which unveil mechanical truths of such stupendous importance, that, if objects are to be judged by their influence on the condition o.'man, the Russian Campaigns, the Catholic Question nay, thoueh some may stare, we will add the French Revolution, sink into nothing in the comparison. Hnw trifling was the effect produced by all the wars of the fifteenth century on the state of the world, compared with the discovery of Printing! And how little were the consequences of that discovery understood by the contemporaries of Faust and Guttenberg ! The experiments at Liverpool have established principles which will give a greater impulse to civilization than it has ever re ceived from any single cause since the Press first opened the gates of knowledge to the human species at large. They may be said to have furnished man with wings, to have supplied him faculties of locomotion, of which the most sanguine could not have dreamed a few years ago. Even steam navigation gives but a slight idea of the wondrous power which this new neent has put into our hands. It is not exaggeration to say, that the introduction of steam carriages on railways places us on the verge of a new era of a social revolution of which the imagination cannot picture the ultimate effects." In the Troy Sentinel of Jan. 19, 1830, is the fol 'owing extract from an English letter of two months' earlier date : " You will be rather surprised when I eomnvmicate to you that the stockholders in the Broker canal, the most profitable canal in this kingdom, rising from 100 to 1,800 per share, have had a meeting this week, as is most confidently believed, to take, into consideration tlie expediency of letting it irii anT laying a railroad on it, and thoy are about applying to Parliament for this liberty." So it seems that too much was expected from railroads by some who witnessed their early successes. Another article in the Edinburgh Sofft rran comments upon the probable reduction of the cost of trat.?porting freight and passengers, occasioned by the introduction of railroads and locomotives. It concludes that two shillings will be a paying rate of fare between Liverpool and Manchester, and five shillings per ton will be a remunerating freight charge for the same distance. It adds : 44 When the carriage of goo Is, which is uow about Od or lOd a ton per mile by land, is reduced to 2d, and when, in point of speed, one day does the work of four, the heaviest commodities, such as corn. potafocs, coals, will bear the expense of carriage for a hundred miles. The result wiil be that living in great towns will be reduced, and the price of raw produce will rise in remote parts of the country. The facility, celerity and cheapness of internal intercourse, contribute more, prob-

I ably, to the advancement of civilization. than all other circumstances put together. The S.-!,f.tTn,in also estimated that travel would be prodigiously increased by the improveeienta rendering it cheaper and DM re rapid, and in this, as well as in its estimates concerning freight transpor'tion, its good judgment has been proved by the result. a m Bed-Rooms. As one Tin kd of our existence is spent in our chambers, in the unconscious happiness of sleep, ard as good health is impossible without the habitual breathing of a he.lthy atmosphere, the importance of inhaling pure air is self-evi lent. No sleep rn be sound and healthful unless the person is comfortably warm; and many a man who has gone to bed in health has awakened with a mortal malady, or one Involving life-long suffering, by having been exposed to a draft of air upon some part of the body while asleep, either from an open door, an open window, a broken pane, or an unstopped crevice. Three things, then, arc indispensable to the bealthfuiness of a bed-chamber : we j must be comfortably warm, mu6t not be ' expose 1 to drafts of air, and must be sup I plied v. Ph a pure air, not very cold. A j great deal has been written about sleep ! ing with windows sky-high, so as to let I in all out of doors ; none but monoma niacs or born fools write thus ; we know that many persons have met their deaths by means of an open window exposing them to a sudden change in the weather during the night , and certainly the safe side is the best. In cold weather there should be tire in an open fire-place all night, and air enough wiil come in at tin crevices of the doors and windows to create a current, driving the bad air up the chimney. In summer, a lamp or candle may be burned standing in the fireplace, unless the door ot the hall is left open ; but as most persons, at least in citks, do not feel safe to sleep with an open door, the lamp is a good substitute. A window may be hoisted, but there arc comparatively so few nights during the year to make it safe to do so, that the fire or open inner door is preferable. Th M is no advantage ir going to bed or undressing in a cold room; all invalids and sedentary persons should undrew, sleep and arise in a room not lower than finty decreet; and if it was seventy while rising, to much the better. The old, the hcdentary and the sickly should sleep on feather b is in eoU weather ; if they sleep on mattresses, it often requires so much bed clothing to keep them comfortably warm that it oppresses the breathing, and so confines the foul air above the bed at to nuke them restless. In a close room, the first out breathing contaminates the whole v MM of air in the apartment, and this will go on till at last there is not enough pure air to bustain life, and the man des , but when the hot air comes in at the ceiling it forces the bad air to the floor, so that if holes are open in the floor or around the base board, and the floor is furred, this bad air escapes in that direc tion, heating the floor in its paattge out ward, thus eflectually preventing cold fl'rs, which causes cold feet, making our wives and daughters envss, and enriching 1he doctor and apothecary. Dr. Uall.

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