Terre-Haute Weekly Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 November 1869 — Page 1

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IT IS stated that lectures on the BYHONSTOWE scandal are to be added to the other inflictions on that subject, the coming winter, if a submissive public will conr: sent.

PRESIDENT GRANT is said to favor speedy action by Congress toward the resumption of Specie payment, and to oppose any material diminution of the revenue, prefering to continue the reduction of the debt so successfully begun under -i t„ /f-fv ins administration.

GEOKGE G. WRIGHT, the leading candidate for U. S. Senator in Iowa, was a poor orphan boy and a cripple. His success in life is a remarkable example of the benefits of a Republican form of government and one to encourage ihe youth of the land to struggle and rise against adverse influences.

As AN INDICATION that the superiority Vrf AmerioAtt manufactures is coming tobe /property appreciated abroad, it is stated 'that the Duke of Saxony has just ordered '•*, carriage to be built for him in this country at a cost of four thousand dollars, nothing in the way of French or English vehicles suiting his ducal fancy.

A NEW YORK PAPER .publishes A biography of Jut Fi.sK, in which, among 'other things, it said that when, years •flgo, the +Holi«ate Prince of Erie hired his Stathtr at a salary of $3,000, he said to him, "I want.you to distinctly understand that you are my clerk, and I don't want you to put on any of your d—d airs," and that the aforesaid father is now in an insane asylum.

XKXT season the editor of the. Express will be a prominent radical candidate for the Sheriffalty.—Journal.

The last campaign clearly proved that journalists, as candidates for office, are not appreciated in Vigo county, and "the editor of the EXPRESS" will profit by the solemn warning contained in the fate of two of his professional brethren, one of •whom failed of a nomination, and the other was nominated only to he beaten.

The following is the official vote of New York at the lat election on Controller, which is the most important office in the State: Win. F. Allen (Dem.) 341,576 Horace Greeley (Hep.) 308,390

Allen's majority 33,186 On Secretary of State, Gen SIIXJEL, the Republican candidate, ran considerably ahead of his ticket. On the rest of the State ticket, the average Democratic majority is in the neighborhood of 25,000.

EVERY patriotic citizen rejoices at the multiplied evidences of returning prosperity in the Southern States. The abundant crops of the last year have had a wonderful eflcet in raising the South from the distressed condition which followed the war. As an example, the Cincinnati Chronicle mentions that a plantation of 2,000 acres, which was ofl'ered at $5 an acre two years ago, without finding a purchaser, has recently been sold for $17 an acre—a difference of $30,000.

DESPITE the unenviable temper of EDwrx M. STANTON, there are few men to whom the people of this country owe a greater debt of gratitude than to that sturdy patriot, and we are sure our readers will be glad to know that his health is rapidly improving, with a good prospect of complete restoration. The writer hereof frcoly forgives Mr. STANTON a severe «.nd uncalled-for snubbing once received from hi in at the War Department, and hopes he will live a long and happy life, and that when "after life's fitful fever he sleeps well," the memory of his devoted patriotism will be kept forever fresh in the hearts of his countrymen.

IT IS asserted that absinthe is drank to an alarming extent in New York city, where it is sold as regularly as wine or ale. A Boston journal states that eaters of morphine and opium are multiplying with fearful rapidly in that city and vicinity, and elsewhere. Many noted lecturers arc almost constantly under its influence, the publication of whose names in this connection would excite a sensation. Absinthe, morphine, and opium arc a hundred fold worse than liquors, and almost anybody would favor a prohibitory law which should stop apothecaries and druggists from selling these dangerous stimulants indiscriminately.

THE radicals of New York attempted to please the prohibitionists bv putting (ireeley on the ticket and the liberals by nominating Sigel. Although German Democrats by thousands voted for Sigel, (ireeley ran ahead of him in the State at large, showing that radical prohibitionists throughout the State scratched Sigel because lie was a German, believed that a man lias a right to drink beer when he likes. Ilow do German radicals like it? —Journal,

IT has been our fortune to give the lie to manv statements ot our cotemporary by producing official figures. In the present instance let us see who got scratched. The official returns show that General KRAN'JS NN KI,, whoso name headed the ticket as candidate for Secretary of State, was beaten by a majority of 20,51)3. He ran a little ahead of the average Republican vote, excluding that for Comptroller,

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which office IIOR.U'E GKEKI.EY was the Republican candidate, and m. F. A I.I.EN his Democratic competitor. The official aggregate for AL.I.EN, is 34l.oi(, and for GREEI.EY 308,300 giving a majority of "3,186 against the latter. This makes the not very trifling difference of 12,593 between the" whiteeoatod philosopher and the hero of Pea Ridge.

WHY, then, is Zack Chandler in Paris, failing in an effort to negotiate a postal treaty? Simplv because /ack Chandler wanted to travel in Europe without the inconveniences of paying his own tavern bills. This is the real and only reason why President Grant gave to Zaek Chandler authority to negotiate a postal treaty under the nose of his diplomatic friend Washburne.—Chietigo Times.

The Times published the above, and five hundred Democratic papers are circulating it, knowing it to be false, a deliberate, MEAN' LTFu It has been stated, several times, on the highest authority, that CIIAXDI.KR has not received and is not to receive any compensation whatever for his services in attempting to negotiate a postal treaty. He pays his own expenses, and the only benefit he derives from his mission is the prestige which his commission gives him. The idea that "ZACK CIIANPI.KK wanted to travel in Europe without the inconvenience of paying his own tavern bills" is too absurd to gain cre'dence where CHANDLER is known. He is a rich and vain man, not the best mate rial for a Senator, and hardly the person that should have been selected to negotiate a treaty, but always ready to pay "his own tavern bills," in which potables constitute a formidable item. This man wanted to "splurge" in Europe, and as our Government desired to have certain postal negotiations effected, he was glan to undertake the business free of charge, deeming '"the honor of the thing' most (ample compensation. These are the facts, |R every Democratic editor who knows |h to swear and lie in bad English awjre.

A HAVANA JOURNAL gravely asserts that the existence of an anti-Spaniah element in Cuba is abnormal and transitory, and that the enemies of Spain cannot remain there. In reply to which a cotem-, porary remarks that a great many of them have managed to maintain themselves there, nevertheless, and given the Spanish authorities a great deal of trouble, too, for more than a twelve-month past. The Havana journalist evidently had in bis mind that Spanish Prime Minister who. on his death bed was exhorted to forgive his enemies. "I have none," said the moribund grandee. "All nlett have," was the rejoiner. "I am an exception," persisted the Minister, "I have had all of my enemies shot." In the same way it is fair to suppose the Cuban-Spanish organ proposes to remove the enemies of Spain from Cuba. jlfiT

The Approaching State Canvass. We are in receipt of numerous letters requesting our endorsement of candidates for various positions on the State ticket. If we knew all the aspirants, we might decide who is the best man for each office, and it would then be our duty—a very pleasant one—to urge his claims upon the attention of our party friends, although in so doing, we should inevitably incur the maledictions of his competitors. Were we to endorse all who ask it, we should put ourselves in th.e awkward position of recommending a number of candidates for the same office and such a' recommendation would be of no value to any one of them it would be understood as a mere "French compliment." A party journal that is always ready to recommend every man for any position to which he may aspire, and that speaks of each of a dozen or more gentlemen as "just the man for the place," is a disgrace to the party it professes to support, and a reproach to the profession of journalism. We propose, in the approaching, as we have in past campaigns, to keep our readers duly informed as to who and what are the candidates.— This is our business as editors of a newspaper, and we shall be impartial in the discharge thereof. But very strong evidence must be presented to convince us that an aspirant is more deserving and better qualified for an office than any of his competitors, before we can consent to express a preference for him to the detriment of them. When the State Convention slKill have decided upon the claims of all'aspirants, and presented a ticket, we have reason to believe the decision will meet our approval, and that we shall use every honorable effort to assist in its election. Until that time all candidates should have a fair chance before the people, and the Republican press of the State will not, we hope, attempt to build up reputations for a few to the prejudice of others equally worthy.

And we may as well say here that no man should be pressed by his friends, whatever may be his character or qualifications, unless they are very confident that he can make "a strong race." We are to have no child's play in our next encounter with the Democracy. They mean to give lis as much work as we can attend to, and while we see no cause for discouragement in the prospect, no reason for doubt as to the result, we do see many good and sufficient reasons for putting a strong, well-balanced ticket in the field. With such a ticket, and harmony in the party, ivc can hold the State fast to the Republican cause.

Chronic office-seekers are not wanted on the ticket. They may be, and doubtless are, convinced that their illustrious names are needed to give it strength, but we can tell the whole tribe that their names have by no means a pleasant odor in the nostrils of the people, and the popular appreciation of their importance has n. kept pace with their own growing estimate thereof. They will not, of course, take themselves out of the way, but they can be gently pushed aside to make room for more acceptable material.

THE Terre Haute <Express> wishes us to give the name of the Bartholomew county physician who charged a sufferer by the State Fair disaster the sum of two hundred dollars for medical assistance. We have the name of the individual, but do not think that he is specially entitled to the honor of gracing the editors gallery of "mean cusses," any more than hundreds of others guilty of the same offense. This country doctor was merely putting on city airs, and emulating the system practiced by city physicians.—<Ind. Journal>.

It was not the size of the fee that excited our indignation. The doctor may have rendered services worth two hundred dollars. Surgical operations are attended with great responsibilities, and those who are able to do so, should pay liberally for such professional service. But this "sufferer by the State Fair disaster" was so poor that he needed the pittance raised by charity for his benefit, and the doctor asked that that pittance should be sent to him, instead of the "sufferer." We don't believe he is a fair representative of his profession, a profession that includes many of the best and ablest men. So far as our acquaintance with medical men extends, we are of opinion that they give more of their time to works of charity than any other profession or trade. We allude, of course, to those who are regular members of the craft, and not to the many scoundrels who have assumed the title of "doctor", in order to prey upon their species. For these creatures our vocabulary is too poor to express the contempt we feel. Many of them have more blood on their souls than all the murderers in both our State prisons. If our law-ma-kers had not been a century behind the age, we should have been rid of them long ago, and if the next Legislature doesn't attend to them, we had better dispense with such an institution as a General Assembly, and have our laws made and mended at the Hospital for the Insane, where there is, at least, as much dignity, and more decency, than can be found in an average Legislature. ———<>———

AT BRAYSVILLE, a few days ago, a man named Charles Honker, employed on a steam digger at the Hydraulic Works, was instantly killed by a steam shovel full of earth falling upon hink

MR. COLFAX left here on Tuesday night for Washington, but will stop over at Andover, Ohio, where Mrs. Colfax now is, and spend Thanksgiving day, which is also the first anniversary of his marriage, with his Wife's relatives. He will not return to South Bend until the close of the coming session of Congress, sometime in May or June next.—.SWA Bend Register.

"FATHER RAVKNSCROFT," one of the pioneer preachers of the Methodist church in Indiana, ha-- removed from Rockport to New Albany, where he will spend the bilance of his days with his children.

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A Battle with Indians.

TWO DAYS FIGHTING.

Indians Pled the Field.

FORTY OF THEM KILLED.

Many More W oiiiidtid.

Too Miich Bacon and Bean.

WASHINGTON, Nov. 20.—Information has been received from San Antonio, Texas, Nov. 11th, that Captain Trainer had arrived from the frontier and reports that Gen. McKenzie sent 200 cavalry under Major Bacon and Lieut. Bean, who met on the upper Brazos 400 hostile savages coming down on the frontier from the reserve. After two days fighting the Indians fled, leaving 40 dead and many more wounded. The camp, horses and provisions were all taken. Captain Hooker is badly wounded and eight men hurt, but none killed.

"CHICAGO.

Wreck of the Schooner Arrow.

NINETEEN LIVES LOST.

CHICAGO, Nov. 19.—The schooner Arrow, which was driven ashore at Grass Point, about fifteen miles north of Chicago, on Tuesday night during the fierce storm is a total wreck, and the officers and crew, eighteen in number, all lost in attempting to reach shore in a life boat.

On Wednesday morning the tug Washington attempted to reach the Arrow, but owing to the furious sea could not do it. Yesterday morning the tug G. W. Wood, with a life boat, was enabled to reach the schooner. The life-boat was launched, and the crew of the Arrow placed in her with four of the crew of the tug. The life-boat was almost immediately stove to pieces, and all the officers and crew of the Arrow, and one man frem the tug, perished. The three other men from the tug were rescued, but almost frozen to death.

The following are the particulars of the loss of the schooner Arrow. She left Muskegan last Friday morning with lumber l'or Chicago. During the darkness and Jieavy gale Tuesday night she was driven ashore one mile north of Grass Point. Wednesday morning word reached this.city that she was hard aground about two hundred yards from shore,-the waves washing over her and the crew clinging to the rigging. The tug Mosher was dispatched to her assistance. After getting as near the vessel as possible the tug put out her life boat, manned by seven men, who did their best to reach the schooner, but were caught in the breakers, were swamped-and driven upon the beach, having had a narrow escape with their lives. The tug being unable to offer further assistance returned to this port. In the evening the tug AVood was then sent out with two life boats, and reached the wreck in the night. One of the life boats was manned by five men who pulled for the schooner, but just before reaching her their boat swamped. Three of the boatmen succeeded in boarding the schooner, one swam to the shore, and the other drowned. Early yesterday morning three men from the life boat who had boarded the schooner, swam ashore and saved themselves, and reported that during the night the captain of the Arrow and six of his men becoming entirely disabled from long exposure, were washed overboard and drowned. Six of the drowned floated ashore yesterday afternoon, abont a mile south of the wreck.

ST. LOUIS. —————

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FALL OF A BUILDING. —————

Several Men Buried in the Ruins! —————

ST. LOUIS, Nov. 19.—About eight o'clock this morning a portion of the large new stone front building on the south-east corner of Olive and 5th streets, fell with a terrible crash, burying from nine to thirteen men at work in the basement. At this writing six men have been taken out of the ruins, one of whom, Napoleon Aston, has six ribs broken, two severe wounds on the head, and lungs badly injured. He cannot live. Francis Bearyer, severe wound on the spine, and hip joint badly twisted. John Switcer, badly bruised on the head and different parts of the body. A. L. Johnson, Conrad Alte, and Joseph Stoudor only slightlv injured.

Desperate exertions are being made to extricate the others from the ruins. It appears that the foundation portion of the building which part had been settling some days, and while men were shoving up a column in the basement to put under it a new iron plate and stone plinth which had been broken, the portion of the wall twenty-three inches thick, resting on top of the column in the basement and extending to the roof,came down with a crash, bringing with it all minor portions and about forty-five feet of out side wall of the building. Everything fell inwardly, therefore no one on the street was injured. The part of the building which fell was forty-five by thirty-two feet, extending to an inward court.

Men have been energetically working all the afternoon and evening on the ruins of the building which fell this morning, but only one more person taken out, the dead body of John P. Bashore, a well known boss carpenter, at half past nine to-night. His head was horribly crushed, and he must have died instantly.

It is thought four other persons are still in the ruins, but there are no hopes of rescuing any of them alive. Laboring parties will be kept at work all night. The Fifth street wall, which is considerably bulged out in several places, has been strongly braced and is now considered secure. The immediate cause of the accident is not yet definitely ascertained, and probably will not be until the coroner's inquest, which will beheld on Sunday.

Many reports are in circulation about the insecurity of the building, and the flimsy manner of its construction, but they are greatly exaggerated. The wellinformed say it was a substantial structure, and the cause of its fall is a great mystery.

MIDNIGHT.—Another man, not much hurt, is nearly extricated from the ruins of the Fifth street building. ———<>———

A TERRIFIC TORNADO.

At Georgetown. Colorado.

A POItTION OF TI1K TOIVX PKSTKOYKD.

A NI MBER OF FAMILIES LEFT HOMELESS.

Damage Estimated at $50,000,

GKOHOKTOWN, COI... Nov. 20.—A terrific tornado occurred here on the lMi A heavy wind arose about o'clock a. m., increasing in strength, and almost totally destroyed a portion of the city. A storehouse in lower Georgetown was knocked down, and houses demolished in almost every direction.

During the heaviest blow the air was completely filled with trees, lumber, small stones and articles of most every de scription. Anions* the prominent build ings destroyed is the new Episcopal Church. Old and hardy pines that have weathered storms for years were uprooted, and in many case hurled distances of several hundred yards. The lower portion of the city at present is a hard looking wreck. A number of families are left homeless. One life lost, ant! several persons seriously injured. Loss of property estimated at $50,000.

TERMS $2.00 A YEAR} TERREHAUTE, INDIANA, WEDNESDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 24,1869.

THE PEKFECT WOHAS. lata

BTTJt. WADSWOBTH.

She was a phantom of delight

When first she gleamed upon my sight A lovely aparition, sent To be a moment's ornament Her eyes as stars of twilight fair Like Twilight's too, her dusky hair:'-'-'" But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawns A dancing shape, an image gay, •j*"* To haant, to startle and waylay. *Ttssf

I saw her upon a nearer view, A spirit, yet a woman too! 'Vi Her household motions light anil free. And steps of virgin liberty: •, A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food,

For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blnme, love, kisses, tears and smiles. S. And now I sec with eys serene

The very pulse of the machine A beingbrcathing thoughtful breath, A traveler between life and death f: The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance,foresight, strength and skill A perfect woman, noqly plannod To warn, to comfort a#d command And yet a spirit still, and bright ii'i With something of an angel light.

HORACE ttREELEY.

BY CLARENCK F- BL'ILLKR.

His old white co»t is tho worse for wear, And makes the Broadway tailors stare But it covers a heart that from his youth W. Has always beaten the inarch of Truth.

His cowhidcboot with twine is stitched* And his trowsers-lcg on the strap is hucbcd But it covers afoot that to wrong is slow. Nor too wide the narrow path to go. f?

A sleepy look his slouched hat Wears," Fo it has not had a nap for years

But itcovcrs a large and fertile brain,

And wo shall not see his like again.

WHAT WILL BECOME OF US

Tlie Snn's Evil Intentions Toward tlic Eartli. From the Buffalo Fx pres.", Nov. 10.]

The sun's atmosphere, say the scientific men, is in a highly excited condition. A column of magnetic light is shooting out further and further from the solar sphere, and it is now stretching out forty-five millions of miles. In other words, it has accomplished half the distance between us and the sun! The interesting question, and one on which, perhaps, we do not wish anv more light of this character, is How long will it be before it finishes the rest of the distance and bridges the gigantic cha*m between the earth ana the suli? Is it a messenger sent out to snatch us up as food for the insantiate monster that keeps himself warm by devouring planets and whose fire-eating propensities this whole earth would satisfy for a few days only? If so, how loilg will this emissary be in reacliihg us, and carrying the globe away as if we were a gigantic lump of coal ror a roaring furnace? The column of light at intervals indicates its approach by flashing and confiscating with fresh brilliancy'. So decided are its effects that two astronomers, one at London, the other at Oxford, and neither knowing the experience of the other, supposed that the dark glass of their tellc-copes had been broken or put out of range, so strong was the flash of golden light upon the vision. It is predicted that before the end of next year this magnetic light will have got near enough tons to make its immediate and actual influence upon the earth distinctly felt. It is announced that in consequence we may expect to sec phanomena that have never been seen or known before by the human rac. If any of our readers are therefore yet disposed to complain of the weather and the earthquakes let them remember that,by this time next year, they may have an entire new line of experience to explain and endure, in comparison with which the fitful winter and rough, rude autumn of to day, may seem like a June morning in paradise, and the earthquake's shock and hghtning'sftorm a placid rocking in the cradle with a pleasant lullaby of thunder.

FOItEIUN GOSSIP.

The weavers of Panissiercs, France, have struck work. The city of Kollin, in Austria, has been nearly destroyed by lire.

Baron Kothsehild's physician recommends a voyage to America. Isabella's boy will take his first communion from tiie Pope, December 8.

A church exclusively for deaf mute service is to be erected in Berlin, Prussia.

The late Lord Derby was indebted for his graceful elocutionary power to the lessons of his step-grandmother, Miss Farn, the celebrated actress.

Capt. Wood, aide-de-camp'of the viceroy of India, has gone to bluirmsala to look after Lord Elgin's grave, which is in a dilapidated condition.

General Froissard, the Governor of the Prince Imperial, has recently told the Emperor that the Prince should not be allowed to visit tlie theatre so often.

At a Franco-American wedding in Paris the knot was tied four times-at the Maiat the American Legation, at the American Church, and at the Madeline.

The Hollanders are determined to have steam communication between some part of Holland and the United States, and are now discussing three different plans.

The Italian Government has addressed a letter in which it complains of the formal reception given to the ex-royal family of Naples during their recent visit to N ice.

Auber's last uiol was made when singing a testimonial to 'Wagner: "Let me hold my pen firm," said he, "lest Mr. Wagner should believe I hesitate in endorsing his merits."

The Prince Imperial of France is to receive the title of Duke of Corsica, according to the pecedent established by the first Napoleon, who called his son Kins of Kome.

The Austrian Consul at Tripoli, Barbahas received news from the African raveler, Dr. Nachtigal, who has returned to Monrzouk, on his way back from Tezsson and Tibcsti.

II. A. Delille, oiieti known as the husband of Olive Logan, and the translator of "Patrie," has returned to Paris, where he acts as the American agent of the Associated Press.

The Pall 2full Gazelle says that already no less than seventy-two Bishops, including most of those from Portugal, have excused themselves from attending the Ecumenical Council. \n entire family, numbering ten persons, Hying at St Andre le Cruziere, France, was recently poisoned by eating poisonous mushrooms. Medical aid was called in vain, and every member died.

Kaspail, the Bed Republican of Paris, has been in prison ten years and in exile fifteen, lias been shot through the neck in a duel, invented a microscope, and done and sufferedmanv.othcr wonderful tilings.

Personalities.

General Wool died childless. Mrs. Dr. Walker is in Kansas. An heir has been born to Robert Lincoln.

Chang and Eng sleep on a bedstead eight feet wide. Baltimore is to erect a monument to George Peabody.

Commodore Vanderbilt will visit Mobile early in December.

'Brignoli won't leave the country, but will winter in California. Carl Rosa has declared his intention to become an American citizen.

Elder Kelsey was cut off" for voting in opposition lo Brigham Young.

General Bryan Grimes, of North Carolina, is raising 540 acres of peanuts. Gladstone is to preside at a Workman's International Exhibition next spring.

It is said that Victor Emanuel hn seven morganatic wives.

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.RACHEL'S WAR.

BY AUGUSTA LARKED.

Mrs Pettigrew had come in ostensibly to borrow Kachcl's large dripping-pan and she meant th inquire, before the call was over, whether Rachel intended to use her preserving-kettle on the following week. But there was an admirable indirectness'about the good woman's mode of proceeding so she settled down in a comfortable rocking-chair,which cracked with her weight, and took off her sun-bon-net and smoothed out the folds of her gown.

Rachel was making pumpkin pies and the etiquette of the country did not oblige her to forego her occupation on account of her visitor. There was a pail of golden milk, showing the richness of fall pasturage, and eggs, and butter, and whiffs of cinnamon perfume were coming and goipg. Rachel held up a blue pie-plate upon her hand^and slitted the crust from about the edge with dexterity. At the molent, in that not unpicturesque attitude, with the plump bared arm and well-poised head Rachel was afit representative of the genuine Yankee girl. Nature had put no journey-work upon her. The clear, positive lines of her face^told* that. If she was not strictly handsome, there certainly was no other girl in Basset with the spirit and courage of Rachel Henderson. "Have vou got acquainted with the Bray tons, "Rachel?" Mrs. Pettigrew- was inquiring, as a sort of roundabout introduction to quince sass" and the peservingkettle. "You know, that family that has bought the Shorter place." "No, I haven't," returned Rachel, with a slight jerk in her tone, which showed her disposition was not unmitigated •sweetness "but I know their pigs and chickens to well," she added. "They have been overrunning the garden for'a month past, and father is so easy he won't say boo to a neighbor, whatever happens but, at last, I have taken matters in my own hands, and have declared war. We keep our animals at home, and expect other folks to do the same, or else take the consequences." "I know what you can do, Rachel, when you get your dander up but seems to me you have got a breachy cow of your own," remarked Mrs. Pettigrew who took peculiar comfort in touching up her friends on their weak points. "Oh,jes," returned Rachel, earelcssly "old Bess was trying in that respect last summer. But we always paid damages, and now father keeps a board on her head and looks well to the fences." "Well," and Mrs. Pettigrew sighed, "I don't know why the Lord put such propensities into critters but I spose rooting and scratching is the way pigs and chickens have of arning a living, though some of 'eni do seem total depravity, I'd pint to them shotcs we had a year ago come next spring." "As a general thing, if pigs and chickens have enough to eat at home, they won't trouble the public," remarked Rachel, with a little asperity, as she opened the oven door and tried the temperature with her hand. "The Bravtons haven't had time to get things ship-shape. Old Ell Shorter was dreadful shiftless, and let the place run down at the heel. Beskles, Rachel, don't spile your market. There's a likely young man over there. Everybody has a good word for Herman Brayton. Folks sav be lias been through college, and knows a sight but he don't put on many airs, and has chosen to be a farmer, rather than go into lawing or doctoring." "I am not acquainted with the young man," said Rachel, coldly: "but I can tell him one thing—it takes more than college learning to teach some people to observe the rights of others." "Look out, Rachel," and old Mrs. Pettigrew screwed her eyes into an odious wink, "l'v heard girls talk just as you do afore now but there's no knowing what njay happen. I must tell you of a remark Philander made last night, just as he was blowing out the candle. It seemed to strike him suddenly and says he, 'lluldy,' says he, 'I shouldn't be a bit surprised if one of these times Rachel and Herman Brayton struck up a match. For you see the farms jine and it would look, as we might say, providential." "Folksneedn't trouble themselves about making matches for me," broke in Rachel, with her face in a flame. "I can attend to my own a flairs without anybody's interference and Herman Brayton is the last man I should look at." "Come, Rachel, don't get riled," the old lady made haste to say, in a purring tone. "It was al#a joke, and Philander, says, says he, 'Rachel Henderson is as smart as a whip, and any man who gets her will be doing plagucv well but she'll be awful pertickelcr, know she will.' Now I thi'.ik of it, Rachel, could you lend me your big dripping pan? Sister Blake is coming over with her family to-morrow, iind mine won't take in an extra-sized roast."

The negotiation for the preserving-ket-tle also accomplished, Mrs Pettigrew went off, swinging the dripping-pan luslity and Rachel, in the interval of watching her pies, stood at the window to cool her flushed face. Constitutionally she hated the gossip of a little country neighborhood and it nettled her to know her name had so soon been joined with Iler-

Brayton's. Now, with a postivc feeling of dislike, she looked across the leasant fields—with broideries of red and purple and gold hung upon the fringe of forest trees, and corn lands ready for the sickle undulating upon the little knolls until their russet touched the blue of the skv—to where the chimney-stacks of the old Shorter place came out from amidst their nest of trees. "Rache! Rachel" called out a halfgrown boy, running at that moment round the corner of the house, and holding up the lifeless form of a fine cock. 'You told me to let fly if I see any of Biavton's hens on the place so, when I ketched this tall strut at the cabbage, I just chucked him a stone, and he plum pad as dead as a door-nail." "That was right, Jack but upon my word, you hare killed the Shangbae rooster." And Rachel felt a little twinge of remorse, knowing the expense and rarity of the dead specimen before her. "However, I'm not a bit sorry," she said, after a moment's reflection. Experience costs dear, as the copy-book savs and I guess, in time, our neighbors will find out that we are not to be imposed upon. Take the rooster home, Jack, and throw it over* the door-yard fence. It will be a declaration of war." "If father should find it out," said Jack, reflectively,'he might scold like Sam Hill. Then I spose you could bear the brunt,

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purple. Presently her eye lit up with a gleam oftryuinph. There were the Brayton pigs, nosing along through the dust of the road and, for once, she was glad to see the pests. They were long snouted, slab-sided anamals, with plentiful marks of the slough on their coats and unappeasable appetites. Rachel watched with a grim species of amusement see them turn in from habit toward the lenderson sidegate, which was shaded by a huge black cherry tree, and began the process of rooting under. They dug with the nozzle, bent the fore-legs, inclined the dorsal column, and lifted powerfully, until the gate was unlatched, and the whole bristle tribe poured into the yard with grunts of satisfaction.

Under one of the kitchen windows lay a tempting pile of potato parings, previously prepared for the bait, which a vicious old female, the mother of numerous disreputable children, immediately scented. They gathered together, pushing and struggling for the tid-bits, when slapdash down came a pail of boiling water upon the backs of the miscreants, and with heart-rending squeals they galloped in a body from the yard. It was evident to Rachel's mind that the hair and hide of her enemies had suffered considerable damage but still she replenished the fire and put on more water, determined to be prepared for action should the pokers return. However, during the remainder of the afternoon there was peace along the border and Rachel went to bed that night flushed with a consciousness of victory.

The next morning early, Mr. Henderson and his men went off to a distant meadow, to do a job of top-dresssng, and took their dinner with them. The partridges had been heard whirring through the bright woods for. some days past, which caused Jack to shy away with the long-shooter from the garret—an ancient fire-arm, supposed.to be worthy of much reverence, because of a tradition which connected it with the War of 12. It would "kick beastly," as Jack expressed it and, by a deal of coaxing, managed to go one time in ten.

Rachel had enough on hand to keep her pleasantly ficcnpicd for two or three hours. There was a tray of solid, golden butter standing upon the shelf, which must be worked over and laid down for winter use, and the last scald was yet to be given to her sweet pickles. She opened the window, and let the warm air in, ladened with the mellow ripened smell of apples dropping from the orchard trees, and the crvsanthemums and zenias blooming about "the door-way. Over the prismatically tiiltcd woods, softened by a tender liaze, crows were circling, and their loud caws alone broke the country stillness, which always seems deeper of a dreamy autumn day.

Rachel was contented in the midst of her busy loneliness. There was something about the mild glow of the morning, and the beauty of the world, and the soft wind coming in through the south winwindows, that filled her with rest. She had almost forgotten the annoyances of yesterday and those provoking Braytons, and was" steping about her work, singing "Greenville," iu a clear, sweet, but untutored voice, when a gawky lad, all of a color—from his tow trowsers, hitched high in the back by improvised suspenders, to the straggling locks that strayed from below the rim of a torn straw hat made his appearance at the door. "I thought I'd stop and tell the folks, said he, putting his head in, "that Brayton's cows are in your corn. Gosh! they've stuffed themselves till they're ready to bust."

Instantly the strain died on Rachel lips, the spirit of peace went out of her, and she was prepared to act on the old law of "an eve for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." "Tliev shall go to pound," instantly she exclaimed, "The men folks are away from home but, if you will help me, Ttm and I will see you get paid for it." "I'd do it to oblige yon, Rachcl, as quick as a wink but, you see, father sent me down to the blacksmith after a colter. The horses are up ready to do a job of fall ploughing and, if I should stop by the way, he might whale me," •'Go along then," said Rachel, proudly. "I will drive them to pound myself, and at the moment she lookde and felt equal to anything. At starting, Rachel tied on her sun-bonnet-and armed herself with, a

long

Rachel eh?" "Did you ever know me to shrink rtesponsibility?" inquired Rachcl, loftilly. "Go along, .Tack, and don't be a coward."

When Jack came in with the menfolks at dinner time, he looked sulkv and out of sorts, and kept telegraphing in dumb show to Rachel across the table until, at last, when she got up to cut the pie, he followed her in te the buttery, and shut the door. "1 tell you what it is. Rache, he broke out, "that was a sneaky piece of bnsiness, and I don't mean to do any more such jobs. I threw the rooster into Brayton's yard, and then I got behind a tree, and pretty soon one of the girls came out and fotind it, and began boohooing like a baby. As near as 1 could make out, it was a present to her, and she had raised it in a basket and I felt just as if I had been stealing a sheep. "Let them boohoo," replied Rachel, with severe dignity. "They ought to think enough of their choice fowls to keep them at home."

After thedinncrd ishes were out of the way, and thee horc- all done up, Rachel replenished her fire, and put on an extra sized kettle of water to heat. Then she went up stairs and changed her dress and when she came -down again thrc was a bit of a lace collar with transferred work, and a cherry bow at the throat of her delaine dress, over which she wore a jaunty black silk apron with braided pockets.

She seated herself with her work-basket at the sitting-room window, almost as if looking for company and let her gaze wander down the visible stretch of road, where golden-rod and asters bloomed, and the sumach bushes beside the old stonewalls appeared to drip with scarlet color, and the ioke-berry was turning a vivid

carriage whip, havinga particularly vindictive snapper. The corn-field, which was rustling with ripened grain almost ready for the sickle, lav on a crossroad, and it gave Rachel a peculiar feeling of satisfaction to knowthat she would be able to drive the cows past her enemy's very door, and thus cast another act of-defiance in theii' teeth' Sccretlv Jshe hoped to find the whole Bravtoii dairy of thirty cows browsing and'crushing "the tall stalks but instead of that, only two animals had broken bounds, and having eaten to the point of satiety, they were now stupidly standing bv the gap in the rail-fence.

Ilachel drove them out into the road at a smart trot but as she neared the Brayton place she slackened her gait, and looked up atjjthe front windows. But none of the family were visible, and thus half of her triumph proved abortive.

The pound was a good long country mile distant. Rachel was in a hurry, for she had left unfinished work at home. The beat of the autumnal mid day appeared to come straight down, with scarcely a breath of air stirring: and Rachel did not spare the cows. When she arrived, hot and tired, at her destination, the pound-master., who was a jolly, fat man, came out to meet her. "Well, now, Rachel," said he, as he took in the situation, "yon are a spunky little girl but 1 told my wife I wouldn't give a brass farthing for" a girl that hasn't some snap to her." "We couldn't stand it any longer," said Rachcl defiantly. -'The Brayton animals were over-running us, and it's my opinion that there's a point where patience causes to be a virtue." "That's true as preaching,' and all the better for my trade," said the man, walking slowly round one of the cows, that was shaking and quivering now, as if in an ague fit. "But it strikes me you must have druv a pretty good jog," he added, with a refreshing disregard of grammer. "This one acts as if she was sick. She bad eat herself as full as a tick and it ain't safe to stir critters much in such a case. They sometimes die in less than twenty-four hours. That would be a bad piece "of business. You would not like to kill a neighbor's cow, now, would you?" "Of course, not," returned Rachel, sharplv, with a dreadful sinking of the heart." "You don't mean to tell me there is any danger?" "I'am afraid so," he replied, eying the cow professionally "it looks a little scaly but vou bad better go and find Herman

Brayton, and tell him all about it he is better "posted on cattle disease: than half the cow doctors in the country and if anv body can save the critter's life lie can."

Rachel turned back on the road feeling half dazed and wholly frightend. Her father was slow to anger but she did not like to think what the consequences might be should he discover that his girl had been instrumental in killing a neigbors cow. Her pugilstic spirit oozed out, and left her in a bad scrape. How could she face those Braytons with her story and how could she beg pardon and assistance as it were, of Herman Baryton, toward whom she had begun to feel a settled dislike?

While she was hurrying along, with burning cheeks, turning over those wrecth ed thoughts in her mind, and feeling very humble, a young man sprang over the low wall by the roadside, and politbly raised his hat.- He wore a farm laborer's blouse and checked shirt: but the lines of his form were graceful, and his manner had a charm quite foreign to the homespun youths of the neighborhood. "Excuse me, Miss Henderson," lie said at once. "I knew you by sight, and, seeing you go fey, thought I would like the opportunity to send word to your father tnat six of Ids cows arc in my barn yard Of course he can have them on demand Old Bess, I believe they call her, lias a vicious pair of horns, She slipped her hamper, and let the other into my buck wheat field. I shall leave it to Mr. Hen derson to estimate the damage, for what rejiorl says of him 1 know he will be in dined to do the f«iir thing."

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For a moment Rachel stood quite overwhelmed by the lesson in Christian forbearance which Herman Brayton had unconsciously taught her but at last the tears would come to relieve her painfully excited state of feeling, and I must admit that for the moment her conduct was not at all in keeping with the character of a high strung, spirtted girl. How confession was made I do not quite know but certain it is that Herman, as old Mrs. Pettigrew expressed it, "took a shine" to Rachel, even in her tears. "Don't distress yourself about Brindle," he said, soothingly as soon as matters were made plain to him. "I understand cow-doctoring pretty thoroughly, and think I know just what to do for her. You have been sadly pestered with our unruly animals this summer but I must say, by way of apology, that the old place when "we moved in was neither hen nor pig-proof. Crops were pressing and hand* short: and, of course, some things were neglected. Be assured you shall have nothing of the kind to complain of in the future, Miss Henderson, unless yon take me up for trespassing for I mean to come over some day and see if we cannot arrange a treaty of peace

That evening Herman sent a messenger to say the cow was out of danger, and a strange new flutter awoke in Rachel's heart.

A few weeks later, when the first snows were lying on the ground, one Sunday morning in church the parson took for his text these words: "Love your enemies. Do good to them that hate you and despitefully use you" and Rachel, turning round, caught a glance from Herman Brayton's eyeSj -which shot forth mischief and triumph. When she walked away at noon, Herman joined her in Jthe natural most manner possible. "Do you know, Rachel," said he, "how I construed the minister's text? To me it sounded like this:. Love them that stone your chickens, and scald your pigs, and drive votir cows off to pound and it did not seem a very difficult command to obey." rs. Pettigrew, who was walking behind nudged her daughter, Esther and whispered, "I alius told you how it would come out."

Now the Henderson and Brayton farms are united in one, and Herman has demonstrated to his neighbors, by his tall grain, and fat meadow land, the reasonableness of scientific farming. He never tires of joking his wife Rachel about her war, and if she expects to hear the end of it during the term of her natural life I fear she will be disappointed.

A Terrible Adventure in Iceland. ———

Mount Hecla, on the island of Iceland, is slightly under a mile in height. It has three peaks a little elevated above its body, and along its sides are numerous craters, the scars of former, eruptions. The crater, of the principal peak is about one hundred feet in depth. It is composed chiefly of basalt and lava, but slugsand and ashes cover a great part of its surface, and obsidian is among its most remarkable products.

There have been forty-three eruptions of Mount Hecla recorded within the last thousand years, five of which have been simultaneous with Vesuvius, four with those of Etna, and one with those of both.

The last eruption began September 2, 1845, and lasted until April 6, 1846. On the 23d of November the torrent of lava, two miles from the crater, was a mile in width, and from forty to fifty feet in depth.

CarlSteinmon visited Hecla just previous to this terrific eruption, and had one of the narrowest escapes from a horrible death that ever befel an adventurous man.

We give his narrative in almost his own words: On the next morning after mv arrival at the small village at the foot of the volcano I engaged a guide, a faithful, honest fellow, and set out for a visit to the noted crater.

From the very first itsccmd as if I had passed the confines and was entering a new world, so entirely differnt was the scenery.

As you press upward toward the focus of all* the horror of burning stuff, you find the peril, drearinass and desolation increases, until at length its awfnlness becomes sublime and at length, when you stand on the topmost point of this burning world of chaos, you instinctively raise your heart to God, with a shudder of terror, to restore you to the great living world that you left behind you.

For six.mortal hours—three on horseback and three on foot—I had been clambering upward from the lower world, and now, among the clouds and mists that rolled around me, I stood in a world of lava, mountains, ice and snow of dazzling whiteness—and not in all the region the slightest brush, shrub, plant, or living creature, except the guide and myself.

As far as the eye could discern, when the sweeping clouds afforded a view, was a succession of dark hills, glistning glaciers, snow-capped peaks, and frozen streams—a world devoid of life, the awful solitude of itself—filled with gaping caverns, terrific abysses and Stygian caves, which echoed only the sullen reverberations of thunder or the groanings of the troubled earth beneath.

So impressive was this scene that I felt a strange chill creeping through me, and I shouted to bre:jk the horrible stillness which was more awe-inspiring than tlfe thunder of a thousand Niagaras. I frequently found myself imagining that I was dreaming, and I was only assured by pinching my limbs or conversing with mv guide.

Drawing my blanket around me to belter me from the chilling atmosphere, and carefully puncturing the ground with my sharp-pointed stick before me, to make sure of my footsteps, I began to pick my way over "the piles and heaps of lava and pitfalls and patches of ice and snow, my guide keeping near me, and often warning me when he imagined my footsteps leading me into danger.

Occasionally I struck the fragments of ava tliat rolled down behind me, and yet discovered no signs of the crater which, eighty years ago, had vomitted forth its tremendous volume of melted blactfsand. \t length, however, I reached the summit, and looked down into a sort of basin, open at the lower side, and having several deep seams or chams in the centre, into which the melted snow or ice on its sides were running in small streams.

A repulsive odor, in the shape of a thin, smoky vapor, came up, and I fancied 1 heard a distant rumbling nob-'e that sounded far down in the earth.

I turned to my guide and was about to speak, when I observed he was trembling and as pale as death. "What's the matter?" I asked, "you seem to lie frightened." "Oh, my God!" he gasped, "there's going to be another eruption." "How do you know that? Have you ever been here before?" "Yes but I never saw it look like this. When I was here last there was no hollow there, but a level piece of snow and ice." "Indeed!" I exclaimed with intense interest "and yon judge that fact to be decisive with regard toan eruption?" "Oh, my master," said he in the greatest agony, what else could have caused this change? There mnst be fire below, or what has melted this glacier? Yon see the ice is nearly gone, and what is left is fast melting, and will soon follow it."

I observed at this point that my feet had a sensation of warmth, and stooping down found the ground quite hot. fp

He shook his head. "All wrong there's trouble brewing, master, a« sure ns yon'live. You had better leave."

I recalled the fact that the last eruption of Ilecla occured eighty years before, long previons to the birth of my guide, and consequently he could know as little of that as I did. This' ftxilish thought prevented me from putting the faith in his words that I ought to have done. "There is no hurry," I replied "Ihare bec-n so long finding my way to the top, that I am hardly disposed to leave until I have seen more of the volcano."

I observed his paleness and trembling increase, if possible but I .•till felt a reluctance to retreat so jgnominously, after toiling so hard to make the summit.

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He stood a moment in silence, and then ventured, again: "Let us go while there is time. I am afraid to remain here, We may be overwhelmed at any moment." "Hold on," said I, sensible of & curious fascination, such as sometimes comes over one whep on the brink of the most appalling peril. "It is trad the ice has melted but it has done so very gradually. I have spent a great deal of time to reach leeland, and when I started it was with the resolve to see Hecla." "Heaven knows I have seen too much already," he replied "more than has ever been seen before by living man." "How do you know that?" I demanded, somewhat annoyed at the dogmatical manner of my guide. *. rf "At least 1 think so." 1 "And I think you are .mistaken. I cannot consent to go back until I have descended into this basin and looked down into one of these chasms." "Let me beseech you, do not. It will be the death of you I" "If you are afraid, you can return," Raid I, with an unfeeling tone, for which there was no justification. "Oh, no, my master, I will not desert vou." "All I ask, then, is that you will merely wait for me."

I had no right to ask even that, and I considered the guide a simpleton because he heeded my request. "I will wait," he replied, "but remember when you go down that I kept entreating you not to do so." "I hold you blameless, whatever should occur, so have no apprehensions upon that score."

The cratea was about twenty yards in depsh, with sides that sloped so gradually that it could be descended without dicultv if ordinary care was only exercised.

I "first felt the lava, and found it quite hot but not unpleasantly so, and using mv stick with great precaution, I began to"descend. I observed the temperature of the lava beneath my feet constantly to incrraic, but 1 hod thick shoes, and I knew they would be unharmed.

I noticed, also, a thick, sulphurous odor, but considered this nothing unusual although it left a thick, disagreeable taste in my mouth, and gave an unpleasant twinge to mv olfactories.

The rill of water made by the melting ice flowed hissing down, and was lost to view in the dark chasm, from which came puffs of hot air, accompanied by a rumbling and trembling of the ground.

The place, the scene, and withal, tlie sense of danger connected with it, held me there by a sort of magnetic fascination, and 1 soon found myself strongly tempted to make a fatal plunge into the awful abyss. Conscious tnat reason frequently loses her power at such times, I forced myself backward a few feet, but still remained fearfully near the opening, heedless of the frantic entreaties of my guide

Giving no heed, therefore, to his earnest solicitations, 1 now determined, if possible. to sound the depth of the chasm before me, and then proceed to examine the other.

For this purpose I pulled off a small piece of lava, and stepping to the very edge of the chasm, dropped it down and listened to the hollow reverberations, as it went bounding from side to side, long after it was lost to the eye.

The depth was so immense that 1 heard it for fully a minute, and then the sound seemed rather to die out from distance than to cease from the block having readied its destination. It was a terrific depth, and as I drew back with a shudder,a gust of sulphurous air puffed upward, followed immediately by a steamlike vapor, and a heavy, hollow boom, as if a piece of ordnance had been discharged in the bowels of the mountain. By this time I had regained my common sense, and became impressed with the danger that hung over me. I turned to fly, when all at once there came a rumbling crash,and the ground, heaving and shaking and rollowingunder me, began to crumble offinto the dread abyss.

I was thrown down, and on inv hands and knees, praying to God for mercy, was scrambling over it, and upward, to save myself from a most horrible fate, when two blocks rolling together, caught my legs and feetbetweed them, and without actually crushing, held them as if in a vise. Then came another crush and crumble, the lava slid away from behind me, and I was left upon the verge of the awful gulf, now widened to some fifteen or twenty feet, down into which Hooked with horror-strained eyas, only to see darkness and death below, and breathe the almost suffocating vapors that rushed up from that seemingly bottomless pit.

Oh, the liarrors of that awful realization! What pen or tongue can portray them? There, over the mouth of a black and heated abyss, I was held suspended, a helpless and" conscious prisoner to be hurled downward by the next great throe of trembling nature. "Help! help! help!—for the love of (rod, help!" I shrieked in the very agonv of my dispair.

I looked up and around to catch sight of my guide, but be, with a commendable prudence I could but admit, in my dire extremity, had sought his own safety in flight.

I had nothing to rely upon but the merey of Heaven, and I prayed to God as I had never prayed before for a forgiveness of my sins, that they might not follow me to judgment.

It might be a second, it might b6 a minute, it might be an hour, that I should have to undergo a living death but be the time long or short, I felt that there was no escape from a doom which even now makes me grow pale and shudder when I think of it.

Above me, a clear, blue sky—beneath me, a black and horible abyss—around me, vapors that made my brain grow dizzy. Rumbling and hissing sounds warned me that another convulsion might take place at any moment, and another^ would be the last of me. Home and friends I should never see again, and my tomb would be the volcanic Hecla!

I strove with the madness of deqiesation to disengage my imprisoned limbs, but I might as well have attempted to move the mountain itself. There 1 was, fixed and fastened for the terrible death I was awaiting. Oh, God of Heaven, what a fate!

All at once I heard a shout, and, lookin" around I beheld, with feelings that cannot be described, my faithful guide hastening down the sides of the crater to mv relief. He had fled in terror at the first ominous demontration, but had nobly returned to save me, if possible, by risking his life for mine. "I warned you, master," said he as he came up, his eyes starting, and his countenance expressive of commiseration and terror. "You did," cried I, "but forgive me and save me, for I um perishing. "I will save you if I can, or perish with you."

The noble fellow instantly set to work with his iron-pointed stick to break the lavv around my limbs, but had scarcely made any progress, when the earth trembled, and the rocks parted, one of them rolling down the chasm with a dull, booming sound. I Sprang forward—I siezed a hand of the 'guide—we both struggled desperately, and the next moment we had both fallen, locked in each other's arms, upon the solid earth above. I was free, but still upon the verge of the pit, and any moment might see us both hurled to destrnction. "Quick! quick!—there's not a moment tobe last!" cried the guide.—"Up! up! and run for vour life!"

I staggered to my feet with a wild cry of hope and fear, and half carried by my faithful companion, hurried up to the sloping sides of the crater.

As we reached the ridge above the ground shook with a hcavv explosion, and looking back I saw, with a horror which no ien can describe, the dark smoking pit, where we had so lately stood. Without waiting to see more, I turned and fled over the rough ground as fast asjSy bruised limbs would permit.

We reached our horses in saftcy, and hurrving down the mountains, gave the alarm to the villagers, who joined us in our flight across the country till a safe distance was gained.

A few days later, when the might) and long extinct

Hecla

was convulsing the

forth its tremendous

island, and pouring forth its tremendous volume of melted lava, I was far out upon the Atlantic, upon my way home, where I devoutly thanked God again and again that I had lived to tell my wonderful escape from a death in its burning

crater. ———<>———

Yafderbllt.

One day,

Iand^rock-t fearAilstrom. ... _. mustdafth through a fleet of twenty sailcraft, or goto splinters herself oh the lee shore. Captain, pilot, mate, stood stupefied before the peril. Theengine was stopped the boat was drifting .straight upon the breakers: when Cdmmodore Vanderbilt, a mere passenger,"wlid 8t*Kd^neAr the J, pilot house, earnestly ^watching affairs, :l( jumped

to

the wheel, rang on every inch

of sleti rushed her through the tossing, driving fleet, tearing bowspritt, nnshipping booms, slicing off fancy sterns, and in twenty minutes swung her safe-, and ,,, sound beside her quiet dock. The Commodoresays that, in the^ moment before decision,he laid out his course through the whole fleet, and balanced probable damages all round to within five hundred dollars.

This action, fairly analyzed, present the solid, logical secret of the man's whole career for this career, while brilliant as -s Aladdin's, a seeming carnival of luck, is but the logical fruit of that forethought, imagiaation and judgment, which compose the executive genius—a genius superior to the scientific a glance that, like Napoleon's on the battle-field, sweeps the situation and detects its every detail an imagination swift in expedient for protection and success

a judgment as swift

and clear to balance thegood and ill and all these faculties so vivid and compact, that they at once create and justify a will strong as a tide and sweeping ail other will into it«elf.

But, while the Commodore's process of accumulation has employed a genius eminently hi* own and which cannot be acquired by others, yet it presents certain qualities, on the other hand, which ill ustrate .Franklin's simplest saws, and which any one may emulate, with a surety of respectable succcss. It is for tlic thousands of young men throughout our country, who envy the splendid result, but little know the means which have pocured it, \ri that we give a few new traits of the Commodore's character and career.

Contrary perhaps to general belief, his financial pldns, while bold and rapid in their execution, are conceived^with the utmast thoroughness and caution. Ofthe hundred schemes that assail him in a year from every side, not one tempts him without first giving every human probability _.i of.success. He never undertook aprcseni debt for a future and contingent gain: and he accepted the partnership which opened fortune to liim only on condition that no borrowed capital should be employed, but only the regular profits should be returned into the business. Unlike the majority of men rapidly enriched, whose parlors and equipages and routs only flaunt their owners' wicked folly, the Commodore has always maintained a quiet and substantial style in his social and domestic life, and a great temperance and regularity in all his private habits.

Let everv voting reader note another trait. The Commodore, from boyhood, never undertook anything, whether to scull a yawl, to build an ocean fleet, or organize a fifty-million railroad without dctermining to do the thing thoroughly and better than any man liaa ever done it before him and he put head as well as ,,, hand to it. lie would outsail another man in a friendly race, then change boats with him and beat- him again. After •n beating every craft that sailed his waters, he took to beating himself by inventing better models of hull than the best shipbuilders iiad known before. So strong and satisfying was this worthy pride in action for action's own sake, that in early life he gave his services for ten years at a thousand a year without asking higher "J pay, till duty to his growing family compelled a change. It is a fact, that his en- s! terprises producing the mast of golden profit have sprung from thi.-. Napoleonic instinct of stipenorty and power, rather than from that of money and a name. His whole physiognomy—one of the finest in s«a America, and never returned worthily by any photograph, bronze, or picture, that wc have seen—proves "the elements so mixed" in him.

In a word, apart from the special endowment of executive genius, the Com-

modore differs mainly from other men simply in this: he takes the maxim, "First be sure you're right—then go? ahead!" and drives it with a forty-tliou- .... sand horse-power while most men never make quite sure that they are "right," and, when they arc, don't "go ahead" as as if they half believed it. We hope that

this statement of these causes, always available to success in life, may arrest every young man who has falsely imagined that the grandest fortune in our country has sprung from Wall street gambling or reckless speculation anywhere, instead of broad foresight, patient judgement, and resistless energy or will.— Xrw York Tribune.

The Squire and his Wife. The Squire had a friend to visit him rtn business, and was very much annoyed to be interrupted by his wife who came to ask him what he wanted for dinner. "Go away! let us alone!" impatiently said the Squire.

Business detained the friend until after si dinner time, and the Squire urged him to

remain. The Squire was a generous provider proud of his table, and he complacently escorted his friend to a seat. A little to the surprise of both, they saw nothing on ai the board but a huge dish of salad, which the'good wife began quietly to dish up. "illy dear," said the Squire, "where are the meats?" •U "There are none to-day," said his lady, "No meats! What in the name of ]Mverty! The vegetables then. Why don't you" have them brought in?" "You didn't order any." "Order? I didn't order anything," said the amazed Squire.

"You forge t," cooly answered flic housewife. "I asked what we should have, and yon said 'lettuce alone.' Here it sb is."

The friend burst into a laugh, and the

Squire, after looking lugubrious a mo-

ment, joined him. "Wife, I give it up. I owe yJu one. rr Here is the fifty dollars you wanted for that carpet which I denied you."' The Squire forked over. "Now let us have peace, and some dinner."

The good woman pocketed the paper, rang the bell, and a sumptuous repast of fish, poultry and vegetables was brought in.

A few days afterward the Squire remained working in the garden some time after the usual hour. Ilis wife grew impatient of delay, and went to find him. If Ilis excuse, when asked what he was if, waiting for, threw her into a flutter of excitement. "Some one's come to supper," she excsaimed. "Why didn't you tell me? I declare you are the provokingest man!"

And without asking which of bis friends was expected, she hastened to change her dress and slick up her hair for the occasion. This done, she came out and found the Squire seated at the table reading his newspaper. "Where's your company?" "My company! I haven't any companv." "But you said you expected somebody to supper," exclaimed the indignant wife. "My dear, I said no such tiling. You. asked what I was waiting for, and I said KummoM to come to supper—that's what I was waiting for, my dear, and I came at once." "And you have made me go and change my dress. Oh, I'll pay you for this." "No matter abyt it, my dear. I owed^ you, vou remembCT, for that iettuoe."

A s*pecial states that the family of a Mr. Perghetol, consisting.of himself, wife and a bov named Gardner, were murdered in Huntington, Pa., on Wednesday''', while at supper, by two desperadoes, who# then pltinderd the house and set it on fire. They were captured at Altoona soon after and "part of Mr. Perghetol's money found in their possession. .a

WE HAVE another revolutionary father in John Kitts of Baltimore, 107 years of age. He must be the last survivor, at- .. though the demise of that venerable man has often been chronicled. John baa presented to the Baltimore City Council a claim for services rendered the cit in the wars of the Revolution and ofl812. Ihe claim should be allowed, ^eliave no doubt that this last survivor, although totally blind, reads without spectacles, di. pest's boarding-house steaks, andchops^ several cords of wood per day for hi. reguhir cxe*v«»,T—Rr.ufnn

Sir Francis llincks, the Canadian tij nance Minister, is a professional jwurnnP ist.