Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 3, Number 32, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 8 February 1873 — Page 2

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THE MURDERER OF THE PERIOD., BY WASICTJiGTOK GI.ADDKK. [After Bret Hcirte and John Hay,.] Yes, I shot him. What of it? You make a great row

About a small matter I think. The eye flashing lire and the cloud on the

Threaten*vengeance but why should I shrink? Yoa public that rages, you Journals that

WhetM^dog's day ends quickly like this. Pray save your harsh words for some business more grave:

Don't waste your hot breath in a hiss!

I was mad when I shot him—a minute or two "Will was lost, consience blind, reason blank,Will you punish the deed that a madman must do? ..

Blame the mill when the fates turn the crank? True, I knew it was coming—this madness

I thought

If I met him he surely would die So, lest Hell ml*n its prey, the good pistol was bought,

Twas the fteuzy that bought it, not l.

But what, after all, is the bother about A man (or a dog, say) is dead. Is a dog or a man worth this tumult ana

How much nre lliey worth by the head 1 In the struggle for life so the sages will say, One man has gone down, that is all» But 'tis always the Attest survive the affray,

The weakest get pushed to the wall.

Here Was live protoplasm, six quarters or

Now dead protoplasm, what more? No force has been lost, as the chemists will

The world fs as rich as before. All the atoms are here, all the builders are l»ere

And better work waits them, no aoubt. You zealots, who clamor for vengeance se-

Do you know what you're talking about? Pray what have I done? There are forces that play

And tissues that waste in the brain Same acetous ferment waked the passion to

TwMthMame, very likely, with Cain. "Will you

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faceo'a kingdom of

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Do you cull & secretion a sin Is the steel when it rust, or the snow when

it thaws,

A criminal too, of my kin? Do bethink you, good people! Hear reason at last.

The vengeance you ask for is vain You are haunted by ghosts of a day that is past,

Mere til ins of a fatuous brain. Guilt, rrlme. obligation—such words are oatwora

On the enrol uue Fclence they Jar And you mirely can't know in your anger and scorn,

How uubclentliic you are! —[New York Independent

from the February Aldine.

Over a Cabin Table.

in the summer of 185—, Frank Manly and I were homeward-bound, from China to Boston, in the splendid clipper ship Sunset.

Ws were children together, and had followed many a butterfly in company. Jn later years, we had olton run after those marvelous butterflios in pink sun-bonnets—those Will-o'-the-Wisps in dimity—In other fields rather as rivals, though, than slde-by-side com panions, to confess it.

This was Frank's first voyage as master. He was now, attwo-and-twen-ty every inch a sailor and a man. I •was his only passenger, running home after some years' truancy, In a period between a closing clerkship and an opening partnership at Canton. These •were to me dolicious days—care-free, and every hour with my old playfellow was communion of a rare order. "We were chatting one evening openly—for there was now nothing between us but the cabin table. The light burned just low enough for the quiet dreamy hour that Frank reeled off to me the

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of the dear old town, of

which his memory held an unreckonable cargo. There was MHJ who had married January, and the squire who had drunk hlmsolr from affluence to the poorhouse. He told of young Skinnem, •who in boyhood won marbles, and sold them again to the losers at a hundred per cent, advance upon regular rates— who never played on tho "Fourth," but opened a curb-stone ba*ar ol popboor—of his own brewing—11 re-crack-era, peanuts, and a full line of dried apple tarts—of a low grade. Now he was piously loaning money Saturday aiternoons to gain Sunday, at two per cent, a month, aud wondering what this world would be without Interest. He had bought a book, "Business in Heaven," wTiioh proved to him that the occupations of earth are continued above. Hedwelt with miserly unction upon tho life to come.

The steward now appeared with our evening coffee. Then came the usual cigar, and wo swung apart in meditation as lightly as two vessels parting company after oxohanging sea-oourte-stwi« "Captain," said I, suddenly, as something had just come to mind, theugh the question had been balancing on my tongue for an hour— "Hal," interrupted my companion, don't Onptatn me off-deck, here under the cabin-light, If you love me."

Well then, my modest old deskmate, how Is that little Amy Woodson whom you used to endow se bountifully iu school-days with pickled limes and chewing-guni?"

My captain—the splendid fellow—to show his uuconeern, breathed a couple of smoke-wreaths out of his mouth, and replied with counterfeited sadness *'Hal, I shall never have faith again in the power of pickles with school-girls, and I am a doubter forever of the virtue of spruce-gum. So, so, my sly boy, you were ou that tack, too, were you But you may as well emulate the example of your forefathers and throw that chest of breakltosttea overboard, lbr father Woodson has gone where tea-drinking is neither a blessing nor a sin. No. no, Hal, Roy El well weathered us alt. By Jove, to think of it! The little toad that I nursed through vulgar fractions and the rule of three—who never had spunk enough to kiss a girl under lour eves— to marry Amy! But the ways or women are wondrous, Hal. The Sunset is my choice. Isn't she a beauty 7 I am wedded to her."

Then he laughed, drew himself up, and thought: How could a woman resist you, my handsome captain

Poor PURS, she had a confounded rough way of it," he continued. "What do you mean?"

Why, haven't you heard of it?" "Vague rumors only. Her father, oaahier of the bank. Wasn't there trouble? Was it all true? Proud old man. His heart broke, I fancy. For Heaven's sake, Frank, tell me what you know," I demanded.

Well, well, old qolll-driver. don't rough upao. I do know about it, and, though say it, more than any but a Tory few in the old UWJ. I never was any band at a yarn, but If you will have it, maybe 'twill harrow you some, eoeing you were a little sweet on Amy." "dome, oome, eaptaia—there, chummy, then—begin. But, by George, if

you exaggerate one iota, I'll call the Sunset—a olumsy old nookef." "Well, I needn't ssktfydO remember Amy," began my w'j-a-wis, tormentingly, "nor tell you of her step in the dance, of the color of her hair and eyes, nor what her laugh waa like, nor what a woman she has grown. Let me see you left home in forty—"

Eight." And you remember General Woodson, then, as a cheerful, elastio old gentleman, who, at the bank-counter, told off the celerity little less than magic, to our unaccustomed eyes. He was a favorite everywhere, you know. With a lad's help he performed all the labor in the bank, expect when Amy would come down once in a while to give him a lift en the books. Amy was her father's housekeeper, too her mother died, just after you left home, I guess. You see the young girl had fish enough to fry. For all, she always had a spare hour and some nicknackof her needlework lor us sailor-boys when about leaving home. And the old general wonld say, "Luck to you, my lad." in a mighty good manner that

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Bat I never could see that sne favored one much nboy© Another* Once I had bidden her good-by, 1 remember, and afterward seeing Ben Boltrope call at her house, I stood out of sight and timed him—you laughwatch in hand, and I had the better of him some odd minutes, or it may have been seconds. I always think of it when 1 meet Ben's widow iu the street. Ben married the milliner's daughter, Melissa Bliss, whose name we young sea-dogs changed to M'lissy Blissy. He went off to Singapore a month alter, second mate ol the bark Reindeer, and was never heard from. Her widowhood began, you see, as soon as her honeymoon ended. Melissa wears mourning for him now and always will. And Ben was worthy of all her tears—as good a fellow as ever learned a rope. Go and see her, Hal. But where am I running? Let's tack ship.

You know the Woodson homestead on the corner of India street. Yes, bet you don't know—as we young fellows never think of such things—that the grand-looking place had been in the Woodson family for some generations, and that the general's lather left it to him encumbered. The mortgage was never lifted by the latter. The general lived pretty well, thinking his position required it.

Then in an evil time all Bramblehead ran wild with a land fever—a speculation that promised to tpake the poor rich, and the rich happy. All the old stocking in all the dark corners in town were emptied of their shillings to buy land in Roostock. Why, people, old people, took money out of their bibles that they had laid away to bury them, to invest, expecting it to return them a hundred fold before it would be needed. Burial day always seems se distant to us, especially if there is a chance to make any money to-mor-row.

Amy's father was bitten by the going madness. He gathered the little he could together. He drew his salary regularly, and let his household bills run. He sold wrongfully a few bank shares that he held in trust for Amy. which an uncle had willed to her, and invested the money in the golden'land, secretly, in the name of a brother in Ohio. "The voyage turned out mighty

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The land was well timbered, ut a hundred miles away from river or tide-water. The bubble burst. So the rich became poor, and the poor became happy, thinking how their betters had come down. They were sure of a burial, for nobody was ever too poor for that.

The old gentleman aged. He grew fretful and abseut-minded. The grocer and the butcher called again and again for their dues—at the front door, too. The milk-boy was even more malicious. He chalked on the gardengate. 'Warnin,' pay up, ol' hoss,' and chuckled to himself around the corner, as he peeped and saw Betty Floyd, the old domestic, spend many minutes spelling out, and many more in scouring off the words, and shaking her cloth at the empty street. Thrift had abandoned the household. "Amy knew but little of the truth. He said he had only the amount of two or three quarters' salary in the lamented land slide. She saw the failing step, and that he did not like to have her note it. He was glad, though, of her help at the bank, which was needed now oftener than ever. The toil bean to tell on little Amy. She didn't ose her beauty, though. 1 don't believe she will ever lose that. My boy am I tedious?" "Very. Goon."

Don't blow your smoke in my eyes, then, or you'll swear I'm crying." a Well, well forward!"

Where was I This went on awhile, the old man keeping 'the ship on the old tack, close-hauled, flag at the peak, and pumps a-going. But there came a day when the world could do little for Abram Woodson, and he oould do less for the world. One morning, when Amy was helping him on with his coat to go to the bank, he staggered and fell upon the sofli. The doctor came and said 'Paralysis. He revived somewhat, but the old general was a wreck of the saddest kind. He couldu't speak an intelligible word. Amy became his hands, eyes and mind. Roy Elwell was appointed acting cashier, for the directors would not supersede him at once. He lingered for months with his faculties at sixes and sevens. One day he said something that sounded like 'May tenth,' and soon after he dropped anchor for the last time. "The bank officers, when examining bis cash and accounts, discovered a deficiency of between one and two thousand dollars. And they who had held the old general as incorruptible said. 'There lis none true under the sun.' His bondsmen were called upon, and the few, which finally means the many, thought they knew the cashier had used the funds in his keeping.

Amy, living secluded with her old domestic, Betty Floyd, was ignorant of the affair at the bank. She knitted worsted work, and fitted ball-dresses for her schoolmates of old days. Young Skinnem offered her what be called his heart. By Jove, twenty young follews would have come forward for her hand, but there was something in her way that wouldn't let a man with a decent heart offer it. Skinnem thought his magnanimltv twenty per cent, above par. He bacl Inherited from his father the mortgage on the Woodson homestead, which he threatened to foreclose. Troubles came in troops.

Looking over her father's papers one day, Amy discovered a note addressed to her. It was in the neat hand of the general. It told her that he wrote this for her in case anything ahould happen to him—that the world, after he was gone, might judge him amiss. That he had, it is true, wronged her, his sweet, beloved daughter that he had been false to his trusteeship that their means were all gone with the broken land bubble—that his heart and thought were long sick with the secret of it thai, May the 10th of such a year, he had founa hia eaah unao-

coantablj short, and no man yet knew it. If he lived long enough be should make it up, every cent but Anay must wait for hers peVhapa he "ever make that up, and If be did not, would his darling daughter forgive him

Amy bowed beneath this blow Now appeared the reason of the unpaid bills and the ill-supplied household. And thetbought came to the stricken girl. how once she had proposed to sell a share of: her bank sto$k and buy a gold watch and' 'chain, and on New Year's morning she found them under her breakfast cap, a present from her father. I got all this from sister Nell, of whom she made a confidant. Yee, Hal, Amy bowed as the lily bows when blown upon. She was lily without and rock witbin. She sent for Roy Elwell. She pressed Roy until she drew from the reluctant fellow the affair as viewed by the directors. It was a plain case to them. A land enterprise—an opportunity lor making money—and the cashier yielding to temptation, borrowed the funds ol the bank, thinking to enrich himselt, and return the money. They were all the more ready to look on the dark side for him, as many of their dollars had gone the way of his. The fever had been among them, too.

This point of view was not plain to Amy. Through Elwell, who had been made cashier after the death of the general, she obtained permission from the officers to make a personal examintion of theTooks, to be aided by Roy. Her knowledge of bank routine was now serviceable."

About this time I returned from an India voyage. 1 served as boy in the bank awhile, you remember, and Roy, with ner consent, iovited me to lend them a hand. I was glad lor her sake, not to say my own.

Hal, are you yawning?" Spin away, spin away, my old boy."

Well, we met and made our plans, agreeing to make researches after Elwell had finished his day's work. By George, Hal, you ought to have seen the girl. Her perceptions were all quickened by pride and love for the honor of the old man. The theory of the directors was not the theory of the daughter. She admitted nothing but the existence of an error that might yet be revealed. Roy and I followed her with a low assent. We began. We turned to that May the 10th, which he mentioned in the note and named in the night of bis speechlessness. We took the first entry of the deposits we analyzed it. If bills, it was not so noted if checks, we followed them to their final entry. And so through each and all. Amy surprised us by her thoroughness. Items that Roy and I were willing to check, as being correct beyond question, sbe looked to again and again before dismissing. The general had been too much harrowed by the trouble to make any systematic analysis of that day's transactines at the time. Who knows but the error, if one, would have been detected had he called his quicker-eyed daughter into his confidency

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IERRE-HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING M4tLJlBRDAEY8J8^

a8 her father had, doubtleps, done before her, with dreamy, misty eyes. We motioned the reason of opr mirth. I look the book, careless, and epened it, Roy and Amy looking on as I tuned now one leaf, then three or four together when 'My beavenal' I exclaimed. They started. Atnjr leaned over the table. Her breath went and came quickly. By Jove, I can feel it now, on my cheek. Never a wind can blow that away. There, staring us all in the face, were two one thousand dollar band bills. I swear I saw joy go into her eyes.

It was pretty clear to her. There was fresh writing on the credit side of an account. The old general had had the book frotn the garret and upon his table that 10th of May. Exchanging the bills for some customer, he naa laid them on the open book and absently closed it. It was then returned to its old place in the garret. His mind being distracted by his pecuniary troubles, the transaction of the bills bad made no mark upon his memory. This was onr theory.

Afhy had dreamed, singularly, that she was gieatly comforted by a book, and this was the reason of his coming and calling for the one we had first examined."

And you say Amy married Roy Ay, ay and their boy they've named Frank Manly Elwell. Turn in, Hal, I must have looked after my girl, the iSunset."

I obeyed and in a moment more I thought I landed on a wharf in Bramblebead, and the first sign that met my eye was "Job Jones, Dealer in Coal, Wood and Bark, For Cash Only." A beak-nosed, firey-eyed little old man leaned over an old-fasbioned door that was divided in the middle, half shut and half open.

Job Jones," said I, "Frank Manly and Roy Elwell have judged you unjustly. That cord of wood they thought you owed for," I continued, as his glassy eyes seemed to demand an exlanation. The little man was silent,

Eut he gave me a look which said plainly enough, *'What is human justice to me, or injustice?"

And Job Jones, for I could not think ofhimasany other being, became instantly a statue of ice a tear trickled from each eye, and another trembled splendidly from its nose, and in the sunshine they became—

I awoke, and instead of Job Jones, my eyes fell upon Jim the steward, who was setting the breakfast in the cabin of the Sunset, on the table over which this tale was told to me as I tell it to you—only that drowsy gleam of the cabin-light falls not upon the paper, and never will.

THE WORST OF THE LOT In the early part of the reign of Louis the Sixteenth, a German Prince traveling through France visited the arsenal at Toulon, where the galleys were kept. The commandment, as a compliment to his rank, said he was welcome to set free any one galley slave whom he should ohoose to select.

We finally arrived at the end of that day's labor, and summing up the figures, we found the balance on hand was two thousand dollars less than the amount required. Here now was a chance for speculation. What became of the sum Amy was not long in deciding that its equivalent had been fact, they were all injured and ill-treat-mislaid—some check misplaced but nnrsnnii.

The prince, willing to make the best use of the privilege, spoke to many of them in succession, inquiring why they were condemned to the galleys. Injustice, oppression, false accusations were assigned by one after another as the causes of their being there. In

nooks and papers in the vault were wicked, desperate wretch. u#to u»taken, one by one, and turned, leaf by served to be broken alive on the wheel! leaf. Thorough I think so. It was account it a great mercy that I am here." The prince fixed his eyes upon him and said: "You wicked wretch*

a slow, laborious process. Her patience was astonishing. Her glance seemed as though 'twould burn the paper it fell on. But thev could not reveal a secret not In their keeping.

31 in inuir Koepiug. own coniession you are u»u euuugu iu "Where was the waste paper put?

Roy and I had not foreseen the end —failure. We didn't anticipate having to see that tho noble girl sit down disconsolate, with the tears falling upon her fallen hands. By Jove, I wouldn't have begun the work. It was joy for me to labor with her all the way, but when that labor was brought to the bitter end—to see hope go out of her heart by her blessed blue eyes I Roy attended her home. "The next day he and I were seated in the bank, talking over the affair. •Roy,' said I, 'the Borneo, Charlie Lane, is due can't we see, from the skylight in the garret, it she is in the bay

In a basket. And emptied where? .ih thmn onnihnr duv» Th«n. turnRoy couldn't say. The old woman who swept the rooms w»s called. She emptied it. when full, into the dark closet. Sometimes when out of shavings sbe used a little of it to start the fire. Amy turned pale. The search among the contents of the closet was assigned for the next day. Was it narrowed to this, the chance of finding a valuable paper in the rubbish She would have had more heart, but for the knowledge ol those occasional handfuls taken for kindling. Piece by piece we went through this accumulated heap of dusty, gone-by papers, and without success.

He proposed going up to see. Roy head

went ahead and opened the skylight. The place was dusty as a grave, and J3c

just as jolly. There was no Borneo in sight. Account books and bundles ol papers lay here and theie, with dust upon them nearly inch deep. And over these things, that had one day a meaning and a value, and neither now the spiders had woven their homes, and were having in turn their little cares. We looked about us curiously. Roy remarking a book on top of a pile, less dusty than the others, proposed to me to take it down stairs as a curiosity. I did. The skylight 'wa* lowered, and two sunbeams, that bad vanished as we opened the light, came back again and lay athwart one another like bars of dusty gold. Downstairs we sat and examined our pri«e. It was not a bank book, but a ledger, evidently belonging to the general, and filed with recorda of dealings long years before, when in the wood and coal business. The writing was nearness itself. Rarely a blot or an erasure did we see, as Roy sat rather indifferently turning the leaves. Occasionally there remained an unbalanced account. The fuel bad become smoke and ashes long ago, and the debtor dust, maybe. Here was one Job Jones, charged with one cord of wood a generation ago. Out of this scanty material we imagined a history for this latter Job. We invented for bim little pleas for his delinquency: that he had married a wife that he had left the town that he had never had It: that it was only half a cord that he had paid for it at the time, etc. Nevertheless, it is a shame, Job Jonestforvou to owe fbr ever for the fuel that boiled your kettle, and blessed your hearthstone, and, perchance, warmed to life

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It is a pity you should be placed among so many honest men by your own confession you are bad enough to corrupt them all but you shall not stay with them another day." Then, turning to the officer, he said: "This is the man, sir, whom I wish to be released."

rrupt them all but you shall not stay

Was not this a wise decision? Must not all who hear the story allow that the man who was sensible of his guilt, and so submissive to his punishment, was, in probability, the most worthy of pardon, and the most likely not to abuseit?

Sense of sin is the first step toward forgiveness. There is hope of a man who confesses bis guilt, and feels that punishment is bis desert. And the deeper the conviction of sin the more hopeful often is the condition.

THE BUFFALO.

The first impression produced by the buffalo on the stranger is that of ugliness. The- huge torequarters seem quite

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When, however, a herd, roused from its lethargy, rushes at a speed of eighteen or twenty miles an hour, con tempt is changed for admiration. The once lumbering bodv is new bandied with perfect ease all the clumsy appendages became streamers in the wind, and the huge withers give the flving body mass and power. The bfack eyes glisten beneath the matted hair and were the hoofs changed for claws, and were the horns bidden it would not be difficult to believe that one of the old giant lions of antedilu vion days had come to light.

^HE reader of the following anecdote can imagine for himself the effect created on the clergyman and congrega tion by the rather unexpected reply volunteered: "IF TOO KNOW ASY JCST CAUSE.''

A joke, altogether too good to be lost for want of telling, occurred In the Methodist church in a village not ten miles from Napanee, a few months ago.

The minister, after service, published the bands of a marriage between a loving and interesting coople, and that portion of the form where the words, 'If you know any just cause,' etc., came in, the minister, whether from any previous knowledge or not, looked straight at a young gentleman directly at the foot of the pulpit. This gentleman, thinking he was personally alluded to, immediately arose and exclaimed •Oh, no, not the slightest objection, sir.'

To RESTORE the impaired nervous system without injury to the constitution. "Icate kidney, bladder and

the innumerable little Joneses, ... we concluded. Didn't his ears burn and to eradicate While we were laughing over this, glandular diseases, diabetes, gravel, rethe door softly opened, and Amy tention or incontinence of urine, female Woodson appeared. I had almost ex- weaknesses, and uterine complaints pected 'twas the ghost of the said Jones, generally, and to tone and stimulate "She wished again to see the book the nervous system, administer Smecontaining those entries of the 10th of lander's Buchu. It will surely produce Mav. Roy brought it. Amy sat at the desired effect, and counteract any one side of the table Elwell and I at of the ilia arising from any of these the other. She pored over the page, maladies.

HOUSEHOLD WISDOM.

The juice of bcian pods Is a cure for %arts. The white of eggs with a little lime makes a good cement for broken china.

An oyster shell put into a tea-kettle will prevent its becoming covered with scale.

Hay sprinkled with chlorid of lime and left for one hour in a close room will remove the smell of fresh paint.

Honey and castor oil mixed, are excellent for asthma. A teaspoonful may be taken night and morning with great benefit.

IRON RUST.—To romove iron rust from linen, apply lemon iuice and salt and expose it to the sun. Use two applications it necessary.

An easy way to get rid of cockroaches is to spread sprigs of tansy where they are troublesome, and they will leave. IT is also effective in driving away black ants.'*

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legs the masses of hair ou the forehead and chin have a particularly untidy appearance, and give the head a badly defined, oval shape at a distance. The impression is not improved when they strike into a slow canter, for the immense tufts of hair depending from the fore legs swing awkwardly, and the tail, which is held straight up. with a short curve down again at the middle, is ridiculously small.

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A cut lemon kept on a wash stand and rubbed on the hands daily after washing, and not wiped off for some minutes, is an excellent remedy for chapped hands.

To distinguish the sex of eggs, there is this outward sign, which is reliable: Eggs containing the germ of male chickens are generally wrinkled on the And,- while lemale eggs are smooth at both ends.,

ECONOMICAL COVERLET.—Sheets of browD paper pasted together at the eyes and laid over a blanket on the bed, will give the warmth of two more blankets, and the article with oare will last considerable time.

TEMPERANCE.

Pictures of Real Life.

One more picture! See that middle aged yet old decrepit man. Life is swift and fleeting to him. His friends travel fast, he must keep pace with them. His brain must be active, his thoughts must be brilliant care and sleeplessness and over-strained nervousness must not restrain him. Hence the stimulant is restored to—wine and brandy, and morphine must aid—and what is the result? His life of three score and ten is lived in a score and a halt. He falls. His brilliant meteoric lichtcoes out suddenly in darkness. His friends would cover his sins with a mantle of charity. They speak of his splendid genius cut off Defore its fullness of days had been lived, of what a noble soul his was of what a loss his death has brought upon the community, and upon the world Vain babblers But for them he would have been spared. He had dissolved the pearls of fame, vigor, happiness, and even existence in the cup of a brilliant reputation for them? They, standing like Marc Antony, had encouraged him in his work of destruction? They ought to retrieve the curse of humanity instead of the. victim, for robbing the world of its genius!

Is this last a fancy sketch By no means. The early deaths of our Poe. and Halpii a, and Ludlow, too well testify to it truth.

Innumerable other instances might be cited to exemplify our exertion, that Cleopatra was not the only pearl drinker. The politicians grasping the baub!« reputation, by pandering to the de-

raved natures ol the lowest classes of fellows the minister indulging in "gin and milk the college student undermining his constitution and planting the seeds of destruction,which springing up shall destroy this life, even while he is preparing to live it the more successfully—all these are but additional examples of fools quaffing for tho appearance of the goblet of ruin.

And -What shall be the remedy? What snail cure this age of this fearful waste of life-energy and usefulness? Nothing less than a corrected public sentiment. Only when we, as a people, shall show that we regard thorough well founded, though tardily and laboriously acquired fame as of more consequence than the collapsing bubble of a rapidly attained reputation only when it shall be abetter passport to society for a young man to have the clear skin, ruddy and elastic step of health and moderation than the pale, wrinkled face and lagging foot of the debauchee. »W ,"

THE following scene occurred in Virginia, between two men who were sitting by the stove in the reading-room of a certain saloon "Oh, excuse me, sir," said one, "I didn't mean to spit on you." "Never mind," said the man who had received the charge of saliva upon the leg of his pantaloons, "it makes no difference." "It don't, eh?" said the splttist, "then I'll spit on you again," and he fired off charge No. 2. This came near oringing about a battle. The man who had been twice spit upon explained that although it made no difference about the first spit, the second might make a "d—d sight of difference."

KIDIOCY COMPLAINTS.—In diseases of the kidneys the Vegetine gives immediate relief. It has never failed to cure when it is taken regularly, and directions followed. In many cases it may take several bottles, especially cases of long standing. It acts directly upon the secretions, cleansing and strengthening, removing all obstructions and impurities. A great many can testify to cases of long standing having been perfectly cured by the Vegetine, even after trying many of the known remedies which are said to be expressly for this disease.

NUTMEGS.

From the Danbury (Conn.) News.]' A young man at a party Monday t, evening being asked'If he could play the harpsi-chord, wanted to know if ft was anything like seven-up.

A resident of Short Woods desiring to describe to an anxious friend the size his boy bad attained, said he was "big enough to cuss on the street."

A worthy gentleman in Danbury played euchre at a neighbor's house until an hour after midnight Monday, and beat every game, but got skunked going home

Our people generally have come to the conclusion that the piece of flagging which bridges the gutter opposite the Danbury bank cannot be broken by" ""*t sitting down on it.

Early this morning two ladies met --ron the cross walk in front of this office to exchange a word with each other. As we go to press they are still at it, having survived two narrow escapes1 ,/- from being run over and a dog fight.

The body of a well-dressed man was found on the Harlem road. There was nothing about his person to indicate who he was, except three brilliant dia- ,f. mond rings, which seemed to show that he was either a horse doctor or a negro minstrel.

Wonder what has become of that Piatt who used to send ns Congressional documents. We haven't heard from him in months. It isn't a matter of much consequence, to be sure, but we became somewhat interested in the publication, and feel a little curions to know how the characters turned out.

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Mall and the Indianapolis loor•ml, price 12.00 The Mall and the Indianapolis

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THE JONES PZXW has a cast steel mold-board. All other plows of same price have Oer man steel molds.

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The idea of ceaalne cast st«el cheap plow Is new. The Plow is the only one that

Jones Jones, east side of the sqcare, Terre-Haute, are proprietors of The Jones Plow. Look for the brand on the beam.

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..,41 The Jonas Plow Is the latest.

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ft The Jone Plow is the hardest. 11 The Jones Plow Is the lightest.

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The Jones Plow is. the cheapest.

All plow* have advanced in Ice. The Jones Plow Is such an

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