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Voettp.ART AND NATTRI

I entered n(Intent palace—A palaceetately and old

Ile east salt, ins were glowingWith marble, and rielt with gold

On the tables, In.tendl, MOSILM,Were marvellous frults and flowers:

On the walls were Poussln's ninth:cams,With theirsormlllne and shadvd bowers

And in the va, ,e before m.•Were tune, While and 1,1:xtooped to welcome their iraglancBut 'mind theta wa_xen and dead.

Then forth from the lofty window,stepped Into the Ilmng greet;

Where the loomplnes 14tood around noWith flowery slombs between.

Anti I said, Take the eostly npleatiorTake the wonderful triumpim or art ;

Hut give ine loving Nature,Which npealcy In my /VIM and heart.

"Thee, worl, of torn MeMi..In each lair Italian form;

BM God's are where the atm go., mOr the sloohni or light volov

Let vt ISI. llLeh I in the 111,11,Of ',holy, truth:

Hut rt•Ht.tiort is .111 It, each 1,111,1h1eWith Its ttge cud P., h.

(1.1 etanes In silent hlf•sslngs,Llkedew and nil 1(1,11.1111,1.0.

In whatever piael• II pure heart 11,.4goodm.m and 1114111 and 1t...

faiscellancous.The Outside Passenger.

Pierre Raymond Was engaged toJanie Martin, and sleep was trou-bled by dreams about his idol. liedreamed they were in a dark wood ofclose-grouped funeral hemlocks andspruce—Janie was struggling in theever-tightening folds of a huge boa-eon-strietor with a huinati face, like thatof Lindh.). lirey, a discarded lover of

:Janie's, while he, striving vainly totry out—to hasten to her assistance,seemed paralyzed in every limb. help-less and, motionless as a enable statue.

Ile woke, bathed in rill perspiration,with a paiiirol sCllne of the vividnessand reality ul thi• horrible vision ‘kdiiidihad iiptinissisi his &saws. happeiird to.11thie—surely some dark peril hungthreatening i/Ver her future.

It W11.9 S(11111 4 liter 110.01 V reason and(mouton sense value to his aid sulli-eiently to enable 10111 111 laugh lit theunreal (Minim:ls, yet he hardly felt safethe next day until he had talien Janie:‘tttrtin's twill, in his way to theofilee, learning from the gtiolli11011Se beeper )11 ,-, Mal 1111 wanquite

" --I.think I will s-e her fora min-ute, if she will reeeive me?' he said.

Mrs. 11.,yes ,"tutu. ly-

-" Would :\ Ir. Raymond wall: to Visei\fastin's sitting-rmmis."'

Janie sat on the floor, hurriedly turn-ing things into her trunk, in the inhlstof a chaos of feminine belongings.

"Jamie, surely you are null goingaway

" I must, l'itirrti ! I have just receiveda telegram rn.in wy Ntep-timtb,r, whoin very ill, and \yams llne to e,mte to her:It once. I 11111!,t travel night iuid tiny,or it linty he too late."

Let itto see the telegramJanie gavo hint the ....up pawn., and

Ile road :" Your stop-inoilier is veyy ill - tun

expected Collie to her al ant,.A. :\lovr.‘i'i,.."And who is tills A. Nlontaguet"'

l'ierreturnod the p.ipor over and overin his hinids.

"Janie," he said, "are you not act-ing a. little.rashly ' \Vail until you hearIlion.definite tidings."

" Until iny steieinother is dead': 1)1i,Nerve, she was so kind to we whoapoor papa wits taken away, and thelittle ehildroniw ill need illy cat, sorely."

" But Junk--" There is nu Ilse in wo.,iiiig• words,

Pierre-1 mint g'' Ily lh& i it train "" Where iH it ." In Dartiellsditle, twelve miles from

Igo 11.-I,flir 1't,111. 1field Irytrain, and there take the stage."

" When will you reach there•••

" At midnight, if we with nodelays."

"Janie," said Pierre I;2iyniond, de-terminedly, " I shall go with you."

" Indeed you 0112111 not, Pierre," saidthe little ‘Littisel, resolutely, and flush-ing up to the roots of her hair.

" I willgo alone."

" I do not 1111111. it safe, Janie"" What 111,:itit'lltiV, Pierre!" she cried,

laughing." But listen to me, my dearest," and,

urged by some strong, irresistible pow-er, Pierre told Janie, the story of hisdream. She laughed more merrily thanever.

" Now 1 11.111 determined you shall notaccompany me, Pierre. A 2222121 to al-low a funlich dream to influence hisconduct! Never?"

" But, Janie, 1 insist upon it !""And 1 utterly refuse. There !"" Janie !" he said, almost sternly." If you 110 not abandon the 2wiliject

once for all," she said, resolutely," I

shall consider it as a sign and tokenthat you desire 4.11 r engagement to be atan end."

" But you will let 1111.- "She put her hand playfully yet im-

peratively over his lips." What did I tell you:Come, your

business awaits you, mid I ani in IL des-perate hurry to get :ill these thingspacked."

" 1 am to coi,iiler myself dismissedthen?" he said, half-laughing, half-vexed.

Janie jumped up, rail to him, and ravehim a coaxing little kiss, as he-rood onthe threshold.

" I shall Writ,: Its 1,0111 .111,1 :IS ,0011 110 1get there—and w, shall separated buta brief time, alter all."

" I muy see you otrat the depot?""Not even that!" Janie was begin-

ning to be annoyed again. "Let mehave my own way for onee—it is a wo-man's privilege until she is married, atleast."

Pierre Raymond was llk,illieth.ll still.The dream liatinted him every hour; itwould neither be laid nor exorcised, let111111 strive as lie would

" If I were at all inclined to be a su-perstitions man," said Pierre liay mot id,•• I should believe this to be a warning--1 should regard iny-ell as mad if Igave no heed to it !"

It was a brillimit stai light night,when the trim little figure in the sobergray traveling dress and veiled face,took her seat in the stage-coach whichstood at the Courtilidd Depot, awaitingthe, advent of all I>amid ',dale passen-gers—starlight Mil void, with a frostyclearness in the atmosphere, 0 hielimade closed windows by no mean.; un-comfortable.

" Not. but hi 22 foces besides the out-side passenger," muttered the driver,discontentedly', as lie slainnied-to thedoorand mounted to his place behindthe horses, where a tall dad: figurealready sat : " I ain't goin' to make mylortin' oil the Dartielisibile road, that'sclear !" . .. .

Janie Martin glanced curiously to-wardstheother passenger--amasculine-looking old Welllllll,ill a beaver bonnet,a green barege veil, and a huge old-fashioned bombazine cloak with doublecapes, who sat nodding with her elbowsOh the lid of theillipare wicker-basketshe carried in her laTi. Janiefelt strange-ly lonely—even the companionship ofthe uncouth old creature, she fanciedwould be better than utter isolation ; soshe timidly attempted to begin an ac-quaintance

" It is very cold to-night," she re-marked in a conciliatory tone.

" Eh ?" demanded the old woman,putting her hand inquiringly to her ear.

" A cold night," cried Janie, at thetop of her sweet little voice.

" Eh ? "it was plain drat the old woman would

not be much companyfor Janie, and sheabandoned her soviet essays in despair.Still, a deaf old woman was better thannotaidy at all. Jaide felt that, all aloneiu—trie coach, she should have, been verylonely' in spite of the nervous thrills,the experiences once or twice, when,happening to look up, as the coach rat-tled through the gas-lighted suburbs ofCoastileld, she caug,ht the quick vigi-lance of the old woman's furtive, side-way glance, instantly withdrawn.It was not pleasant, and Janiealmost

wished that she had consented to PierreRaymond's wish to accompany her, asan escortom the imiely journey. Pierre'sdream, laughed at and forgotten at thetime, came back to her now with strangedistinctness, oddly blended with un-pleasant-reeollections of Lindley Grey."I am a goose," mentally protested

Janie, "and Pil go to sleep,"But she could not sleep. Onward

rolJed the lumbering coach,past the sub-urbs; beyond the few scattering habi-tations that clung to the outskirts ofthelittle town into the open country woods,where the solitary farm-housesthat they

VOLUME 72occasionally had passed were alreadyclosed and darkened for the night—-woods where the rustling, dead leaves,eddying downward, sounded like weirdwhispers; valleys where the moaningsound of lovely streams kept up Weir'monotone; dreary hill-sides whereblackened stumps and crooked lines oftumbled-down stone-walls :presented adreary prospect; past them all the stagecoach lumbered and jolted,until sudden-ly they plunged into the dark fragrantrecesses of an evergreen wood; wherethe tall hemlocks and clusters of sprucetrees, seemed almost to arch the inter-

, lacing boughs over the narrow roadway.Janie gave a quick start—it was the

very wood that Pierre had desCribed toher as so vividly outlined in his dream.In an instant the warm blood seemedto congeal icly in her veins.

"Nonsense!" she murmured; "it isa mere coincidence; but I wish we weresafely out of this dismal pla(!e! We haveoutlived the age of highway robbers andmidnight brigands--yet--,"

The roach came suddenly to a stand-still. With a sick sensation of terrorJanie leaned out of the window.

Through the frosty freshness of thenight-air came perceptibly to her sensesthat peculiar odor of chloroform. Thecoachman had fallen from his box, andlay like one dead on the roadside, thereins trailing beneath the hoofs of thedocile horses; while the outside passen-ger hail descended, and hurrying roundto the coach-door, Clung it open, with ahoarse, exultant sound like a laugh.—The lantern that he carried displayedhis evil, triumphant face; iii fact, hemade no attempt to hide it any longer.

" Lindley Grey !" shrieked Janie, re-coiling to the further end of the vehicle.

"Yes, Lindley :rey !" he answeredjeeringly ; "don't fancy me Mr a traveling companion, very haughty, spiritedyoung lady '.' It's my turn to dictatetern, now ; yl,O are in my imwer atlast. t nit with you, old lady y'

lie I :tell savagely towards the'otherpassenger, giving her area asInlll bi peihte her descent. The Oldwoman, tottering uneertainly to herfeet, hesitated all the step of the roach.The next instant a blow --,tort, sharpsod sudden between Lind-ley irey's eyes, and he fell like a log ,on the roadside c•arpot of fallen hem-lock leaves and pine-needles. Thehomlitaine cloak fell Mt', the simarewicker-basket rail!. d close to theground.

" Here, coachman, lip With you'"cried a clear. manly voiee to the bewild-ered Jelin, who was justraising hineielfon one ellaiw,andstaring vaguely round,like one wakened from a deep slumber;"help me to tie the rascal hand anti fool.lie won't get up again in a hurry unlessmy right halal has liirgotten,its cunning;but as well tO make sure of thevillain."

" \\There UM ha, happens 1-2"CI i 4.11 the man.

"You've been il.ruggeil With chloro-form, but you're all right now. Come,up with you, 1 say, anti be:ll' :I handhere!"

"\V hal ace you going to .1,, withhim demanded th e wan, a, he ..1,ey-.1, Lot without thilleulty.

".Leave hint here by the roadside ; he

A California Adventure

BY CLARENCE RIX,

Toward the late afternoon, trottingdown a gentle forest slope, I came insight of a number of ranche buildings,grouped about a central open epaee. Asmall stream flowed by the outbuildingsand wound among ehapparal-coveredspurs below. Considerable crops ofgrain had been gathered into a corral,and a Dumber of horses were quietlystraying about. Yet with all the evi•deuces of considerable possessions, thewhole place had an air of suspicious,mock repose. Riding into the opensquare I saw that one of the buildingswas a store, and to this I rode, tying

won't, take cold, I'll venture to say'There he's safe'enotigh niwv. Jumponyour'There,

and drive •" Can't 1 thrash him lint, your hon-

or's"' demanded the Jeliu, growing irateas lie recovered his dau d SVIISeS.

" NO; lie's sufficiently punished ;

Kaweah to the piazza-post.I thought the whole world slumbered

when I beheld the only occupant of theplace, a red-faced man in' pantaloonsand shirt, who lay on his hack upon thecounter, fast asleep, with the handle ofa revolver grasped in his right hand.—It seemed to me if I were to wake himup a little too suddenly he might mis-understand my presence, and do someaccidental damage; so I stepped backand poked Kaweah, making him jumpand clatter his hoofs, and; at once theproprietor sprang to the door, lookincrflustered and uneasy.

I asked him if he could accommodateme for the afternoon and night, and takecare of my horse, to which he replied ina very leisurely manner, that there wasa bed, and something to eat, and hay,and that if I was inclined to take mychances, I might stay.

Being iu mind to take the chances, 1did stay, and my host walked-out with

i me to the corral, and showed where to

drive on, I say.""Hut, your honor. whore's the old

NVOI111:111? Slit` lIILIII't goo, on abroom-stieli"' .\ud ‘vhere‘lid pal comefrom'."

The tall stranger laughed ; "I am theold woman."

The watt mounted his box, not quitecertain whether he eras in a land of ai-eliamlnient or not, and Janie, Mill sob-bing hysterivally, foundin a tender hold.

"Janie, tny precious 011 e, don't cry si)bitterly. Von are sale now."

"

), Pierre, what would have happei,-ea to 1110 ii' you had not. 'well wiser than

get Kaweah's hay and grain.1 loafed about for an hour or two,

ilnding that a Chinese cook was theOnly other human being in sight, andthen concluded to pump the landlord.A half-hour's trial thoroughly disgustedme, and I gave it up as a bad job. I did,however, learn that he was a man of:-.zoutlierli birth, of con,iderable educa-tion, which a brutal life and depraved

LANCASTER, PA., WEDNESDAYter of a mile, I stopped and listened.All was quiet,the landscape lying brightand distinct in full moonlight. I un-bound the wrappings, shook from themas much dustas possible, dressed myselfand then mounted, started northwardon the Mariposa trail with cocked pis- 1tol.

In the soft dust we traveled noiselesslyfur a mile or so, passing from open coun-try into groves of oak and thickets ofchapparal.

Without warning I suddenly cameupon a smoldering fire close by thetrail, and in the shadow descried twoSleeping forms—one stretched' on hisback snoring heavily, the other lyingupon his face, pillowing his head uponfolded arms.I held my pistol aimed at one of the

wretches, and rode by withou' waken-ing them, guiding Kaweali in the thick-est dust.

It keyed up to a high pitch. Iturned around in the saddle, leaving

! lilaweali to follow the trail, and keptmy eyes riveted on the sleeping formsuntil they were lost in the distance,and then I felt safe.

We galloped over many miles. of trail,enjoying a sunrise, and came at last toMariposa, where I deposited toy gold,and then wept to bed: and made up lilyIlost sleep.

mind had not sufficed fully to obliter-ate. He seemed to care very little forhis which indeed was smallenough, for during the time 1 spentthere not a single customer made his ap-pearance. The stock of goods I observed,on examination, to be chiefly fire-arins,every manner of gambling apparatus,and liquors; the few pieces of stuff, bar-rels and boxes of groceries, appeared tobe disposed rather for ornament thanfur actual sale.

From each of the man's trous”rs'pockets prot oiled the handle of a Der-ringer, and behind his cm/liter were ar-ranged, in convenient positions, two orthree double-barreled shot-guns.

I remarked to him that he seemed tohave a handily-arranged arsenal, at

For the deal old woman in the bom-bazine cloak :old the square wicker-basket was Pierre Raymond, who,driveuon by the irresistible impulse of hiswarning dream, had taken the expresstrain, and, contrary to .lanie's wishes,became her guardian genius. „

" I t nothing had happened to, you,Janie," he said, "you would never haveknown wno was your fellow-traveller.As matters have transpired, I can butthank the merciful Providence thatthrough the medium ofa troubled at reamwas so clearly pointed out to me toypath of duty."

As Raymond had expeeted,when theyreached Darnellsdale, J aide's stepmoth-er was found in the most perfect health;and surprised enough she was to see herhusband's daughter so pale and travel-wearied. The telegram had been merefalsiticatirin to aid the working Lind-

! ley Urey's matitinations.Janie Martin returns to the city once

again to be married:to Pierre dtaymond,and front that and henceforward neith-er of them ever again saw or heard ofLindley t grey.

Rut although they stoutlydeelare thatthey are in 2 believers in old time super-stition,sthey are both slightly inclinedto put faith in the fauttkitic prophech-sof dreams,

Napoleon's First 3leetitig Willi .141

which he regarded me with a cool, quietstare, polished the handle of one of hisDerringers upon his trousers, examinedthe percussion cap with greet delibera-tion, and then, with a 'loci of the head,intended to convey great three, said,

Hough Humor to CalforniaNot far from San Jose, says the San

Francisco Chronicle, lived an old ladywhose frugality ,has verged so closelyupon parsimony that she had actuallythe reputation of being miserly. Shehas a son, whose wild habits, dissoluteways, and propensity for playing prac-tical jokes will, sonic day, lead to thegallows or to editing a daily paper inSan Jose. Next, but by no means leastin the trio, whose names will be passeddown to history through this receipt, isa worthy representative of the flowerykingdom named Ali Skoot - the lattervery fond of experiments. Now to thefilets. Not long since aparty, consist-ing of a baker's down of Sail Jose la-dies, visited the ranch, where the oldlady, by raising chickens, keeps thewolf from the door, and drops an ocea-sional tive•cent piece into the deacon'shat as he takes up the weekly contribu-tion on Sunday. The ladies belongedto the "sewing circle," and the oldlady determined, in the fulness of herheart, to decapitate a chicken, uponwhich these thirteen hungry Christianswere to dine. Ah Skoot received hisorders to that slyest, and immediatelyrepaired to the poultry yard to carrythem into execution t the orders, notthe poultry.) How to catch a chickeniu the day time was now the difficultproblem which exercised the Main ofthe Chines. About this time Jim, theold lady's son, hove in sight, and to AhShoot's interrogations answered in thiswise : Now, look here, Skoot, you jestgit some corn, and I'll go and git thegun, and I'll tell you what to do them"The necessary articles were duly pm-cured. The hopeful James had loadedthe gun plum to the muzzle, and tellingSkoot to throw down some corn, aboutix) chickens put inan appearance. Nowthe Chinaman, as before stated, wasquite fond of experiments, and reachingfor the gun, lie took aim at a noble roos-ter, who, towering above the others inthe pride of his youth and roosteihood,was entirely unsuspicious of the coin-ing storm. It is, perhaps, needless tostate that James immediately esconcedhimself behind a large tree, out ofharm's way. About this time a reportwhich would have done credit to a'4 -pounder, aroused tithe folks in thehouse, who en nuts,e, rushed out to thescene of the slatighter. At first nothingwas visible but smoke and dust, nextabout two score of chickens were risingand falling,lloppingand squawking. Theground was strewn with the mangledremains of about forty more, while theremainder of this once interesting dock'were making for neighboring liranehes,to avoid another earthquake. But whatof Ali Shoot? Did that mass of turnand dishevelled rags resemble the oncefestive youth whose delight had nonebeen to experiment? It was he. Thekind ladies approached him, and ten-derly, oh, so tenderly, raised his head.They essayed to administer spiritualconsolatiou from an old black bottlewhich the old lady had produced. By-and-by the distorted features showedsigns of animation, seeing which the oldlady said: "Speak to me, Skooty, oh,speak to me !" John raised his headand gave vent to the following :" Speakee ! Wassy matter, speakeeMorebrandy, more brandy ! t; —d d—n,too much shouty !" It is, perhaps, un-necessary to add that John is now inquest of another situation.

'—a fact. -

"You don't live in these parts",for which I felt not ungrateful.

The man drank brandy freely andten, and at intervals of about half anhour called to his side a plethoric oldcat named "Gospel," stroked her withnervous rapidity, swearing at the sametime in so distrait and unconscious amanner that he seemed mechanicallytalking to himself.

Whoever has travelled on the WestCoast has not failed to notice the fearfulvolleys of oaths which the oxen-drivershurl at their teams, hut for ingeniousflights of fancy profanity, I have nevermet the equal of my host. With themost perfect good nature and unmovedcountenance lie uttered horrid blasphe-mies which, I think, must have takenhours to invent. I was glad when bed-time eatne, to be relieved of his pres-elm?, and especially pleased when hetook me to the little separate building,in which was a narrow single bed.—Next to this building, on the left, wasthe cook-house and dining,-room, andupou the right lay his own sleepingapartment. Directly across the square,and not more than sixty feet it; was thogate of the corral, which, when moved,creaked on its hinges in, the most dis-mal instiller. .

As I lay upon my bed I could hearKaweah occasionally stamping ; thesnoring of the Chinaman on one side,and the loss;, mumbled conversation ofmy host and his squaw on the other.-1 felt no inclination to sleep, but laythere in half a doze, quite conscious,but withdrawn from the present.

I think It must have been about eleveno'clock when I heard the clatter of acouple of, horsemen, who galloped up tomy host's building, and sprang to theground, their Spanish spurs ringing onthe stones. I sat up in my bed, grasp-ed my pistol, and listened. The peachtree next my window rustled. Thehorses moved about so restlessly that Iheard but little of the conversation, butthat little 1 found of personal interestto myself. •

I give, as nearly as I can remember,the fragmenhi of dialogue between myhost and the man whom I recognizedas the elder of my two robbers.

" When did he come?"" Wahrthe sun might have been lour

A Theory' of the Deln;.ye

Bonaparte has himselfrelated how hitmade the acquaintance of Mine. deBeauharnais. A few days after the dis-arming of the sections,ten and twelveyears old, CalUt, to l',l,lla-parte to claim the sword of his Wilieronce alleneral of the Rep.Mlic, who hailperished on the seallithl.TwThis child as

ugene de Beauharnais. The ( leneral,tOUCII4,I by his tears, ordered the swordto be given him, and the next day hereceived a visit from Mine. de Beauhar-'lids, whom he only knew by name, al-though she was the intimate friend ofhis proctor, Barras. The silence wh-ichBonaparte hail kept with regard to thisconnection, and the share which Barra;had in the ultimate resolution of Mme.Io Beau harnais areeasier to ex plaiMt

Ids lorgetfulnessof the servive done himthe night before the lftth Vendemaire.But the fact is none the less ineuntesti-ble ; it is certified by all trustworthyauthority, and confirmed by Josephineherself, who, with her Creole apathy,would perhaps never have made up hermind to the marriage, if Barras had notadded to her marriage settlement thepromise that Bonaparte should be madeCommander-in-Chief of the Army ofI taly. " Barras assures me," she wrote,a short time previous to her marriage," that if I marry the General he willobtain for him the appointment ofCommander-iu-Chief of the Army ofItaly. Yesterday, I louaparte, speak in gto me of this favor, which has alreadycaused sonic jealousy among his corn-paniiins in arms, although it is not yetgranted, said : ' lb, they think I needpatronage to insure my success "day they will be only too happy iigrant them mine. My sword is at lilyside, and that will carry tura long way."

in the marriage register Bonaparteputs himself dowd as one year olderthan he really was, which has givenrise to doubts as to the exact date of hisbirth ; and Josephine made herselffouryears younger, a double fiction, suggest-ed probably by a little feminine vanityon one hand, and acquiesced in ou theother, from a wish to restore some pari-ty ofage between them iu the eyes ofthe public by means of an obligingfalsehood.

The author of a work entitled "Cycli-cal Deluge," recently published byAppleton & Co., argues that the oceanhas grand secular tides or deluges,which Ioccurs every ten thousand five hundredyears, two in each cycle of the equinoc-tial expression. The lasttlelm,.,re .--WV 1that to which the...44.asiTlions of ninnylanguale-g—rc-fef ---the "'great deluge,"and occurred four thousand two hundredyears ago ; when the sun's heat havingsufficiently softenedthe vast accumula-tion of ice around the North Pole, thefragments of the ice-mountains rushedin a body to the South,causing a suddendisplacement in the earth's centre ofgravity and carrying, with them thegigantic erratic boulders, whose pres-ence in Northern latitudes still puzzlesgeologists. According to Mr. Walker,the author of the NI ark, the next grandbreak-up will occur about six thousandyears hence, when a counter oscillation

! of the South seas will occur ; the Ant-arctic glacier will be shattered ; " theSouthern waters will be rushed down

1 upon the Northern hemisphere, whichwill once more he submerged, while inthe South unknown continents will ap-pear." Admiral Wilkes, of our navy,will look forward with interest to thatday, for then the Antarctic continent

I which he claims to have discovered inh5-10, but which has since been invisi-ble, and over which Captain Itoss andother voyagers have repeatedly sailed,may then come to the surface of thewater; and his memory cease to be asource of amusement to geographers andnautical men. The theory of the peri-odicity of great deluges was propoundedby Alphonse Joseph Adhemar, in hiswork entitled " Revolutions dela Mer,"where he argues that the waters are Inow rising in the seas of the Northernhemisphere, and that the Antarctic iceis already piled up to a height of sixtymiles. lie invites attention to the con-tour of the earth's shadow upon themoon during lunar eclipses, with a viewof verifying his calculations. The re-sults of these are accepted by the pres-ent author, who seeks to sustain them byvarious arguments drawn from geology.The volume is reported by those whohave read it, to have much scientificmerit. The probability of its conclu-sions, however, is a point that onlymathematicians can settle. Meanwhileit is re-assuring to be told that the nextcyclical deluge will not occur until theyear 7382 of our era, even though uponthat occasion " vegetable and animallife en the North of the equator will, ina great measure, be destroyed; whilethe same must happen to the humanrace on this hemisphere, excepting, per-haps, a few tribes or families, who, es-caping to the highest table-lands andmountain ranges of the earth, may sur-vive, only to fall back almost immedi-ately into a state of torpid barbarism."

"Has his horse give tett?"I failed to hear the answer, but was

tempted to shout out " No."linty coat, buckskin breeches."

My dress.)" Going to Mariposa at seven in the

morning."I guess I wouldn't round here."

A low muttered soliloquy in Spanishwe qind 111, With a growl.

No, Antone, not within alone •'t theplace."

'. Kta buen."Out of the compressed jumble,of the

final sentence I got but the one word," buckshot."

The Spaniards mounted, and thesound of their spurs and horses' hoofsoon died away in the north, and I layfor half an hour revolving all sorts ofplans. The safest course seemed to beto slip out in the darkness, and tly onfoot bi the mountains, abandoning mygood Kaweah, but I thought of his no-ble run, and it seemed to me so wrongto turn my back on him,that I re-solved to unite our fate. I rose cau-tiously, and holding my watch up tothe moon, found that twelve o'clockhad just passed, then taking from mypocket a five•dotlar gold-piece, I laid itupon the stand by mybed, and in mystocking feet, with my clothes in myhands, started noiselessly for the corral.A tierce bull-dog who hail shown nodisposition to make friends with me,bounded from the open door of thepro-prietor to my side. Instead of tearingnie, as 1 had expected, lie licked myhands and fawned about my feet.

Reaching the corral gate, I dreadedopening it at once, remembering therusty hinges, so 1 hung my clothes onan upper bar of the fence, and, cautious-ly lifting the latch, began to push backthe gate, inch by inch, an operationwhich required eight or ten minutes ;then I walked up to Kaweah and putted

shim. Ills manger was empty; he hadpicked up the last kernel of barley. Thecreature's manner was full of curiosity,as if lie had never been approached iuthe night before. Suppressing his ordi-nary whinnying, he preserved a mo-tionless, istatuedike silence. 1 was interror lest by a neigh, or some nervousmovement, he should awaken the sleep-ing proprietor and expose my plan.

The corral and the open square werehalf-covered with loose stones,and when1 thought of the clatter of Kaweab'sshoes I experienced a feeling of troubleand again meditated running oft' onfoot, until the idea struck me of muf-fling the iron feet. Ordinarily, Kaweahwould not allow me to lift his forefeetatall. The two blacksmiths who shodhim had done so at the peril of theirlives, and whenever I had attempted topick up his hind feet he had warned meaway by dangerous stamps; so I ap-proached him very timidly, and wassurprised to find that he allowed me tolift his feet without the slightest objec-tion. As I stooped down he nosed meover, and nibbled playfully at my hat.In constant dread lest he should makesome noise, I hurried to muffle his fore-feet with my trousers and shirt, andthen, with*rather more care, to tie uponhis hind feet my coat and drawers.

Knowing nothing of the countryahead of me, and fearing that I mightagain have to run for it, I determinedat all cost to water him. Groping aboutthe corral and barn, and at last findinga bucket, and descending through thedarkness to:the-stream, 1 brought hima full draught, which he swallowedeagerly when I tied my shoes on thesaddle-pommel, and led the horse slowlyout of the corral gate, holding himfirm-ly by the bit, and feeling his nervousbreath pour out upon my hand.

When we had walked perhaps a quer-

The Landmark of Jerusalem

What lit Would DoThe "Dome of the Rock" which

marks Jerusalem, as that of the Capitolmarks Washington, has no rival forbeauty, hardly for sanctity. Believersin three great religions revere the spotwhere Solomon's Temple once stood :the Mohammedan, who only exaltsMecca a little higher; the Jew, who hasno actual sanctuary, and who expects tomeet areconciled Jehovahat thataccept-ed shrine; and the Chrietian,whoheld itawhile through the Crusader's valor,and is quietly coming into possession ofit again. The blue-and-white templeseems a cloud resting fora moment overthe altar of so many years' sacrifice, by ,and by to melt away in the sereneheavens. No structure that ever stoodthere could have been more graceful,none more sublime. It is strange thatso charming a model has never been fol-lowed. Far inferiorpatternshave beenservilely copied, but none has been at-tempted of this, whose perfection issaid to have cost the artist his head,the sultan being determined the ex-periment should not be repeated.—The recent explorations of Englishengineers, besides mapping out thewhole area belonging to the ancientCourtof the Gentiles—anarea of 1000 by1500 feet—have proved all that was con-jectured about the antiquity of the bev-

A southern Oregon paper thus .criti-rises Joaquin Miller's "Kit Carson'sRide "Now Kit Carson would neverhave attempted to run a race of fortymiles with a prairie fire, even if ' OldRevels' was fool enough to advise himto do so Why, the youngsquaw wouldhave had more sense than that! KitCarson, Instead of throwing away hisweapons and stripping himself naked,would have quietly kindled a lire inthe grass, which would, have madea sate track for his advance to theBrazos over the burnt, territory—-the herd of wild animals behind, wouldhave obliterated the trail,"and the pur-suing Indians would have ,been thrownof the pursuit. Carson's fame rests onhis skill and experience in all the vicis-situdes and exigencies of a border life ;and a poem, avowedly intended to per-petuate it, should have some incidentstending to illustrate that skill under try-ing circumstances. Instead of this, Mr.Miller has sacrificedall that was naturaland reasonable in the incident to a de-sire to burn 'Revels' and the squaw todeath, and let Kit Carson plungenakedinto the Brazos, with no companion buta blind and singed horse and a millionor so of half-roastedbill:Woes."

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eled stones forming theouter wall. They I Four cranes, each capable of bearing !certainly go back to Solomon, :and are 200 tons, at the four corners of the ham- ,remarkable stonework for that early mer, serve it,with the red-hot masses.day, though far inferior to the Egyptian Krupp intends to build another of 101lmasterpieces, where thousands of arti- I tons! At these works are made the Un- •zans spent their lives in decorating a • mense cannon of the Prussian army.single tomb

lion. Judah P. BenjaminAn interesting article in the Louis-

ville Ledger says :"As Senator in the old United States !

Senate, afterwards Confederate Secre-Lary of State, his r9mantic escape fromFlorida in the Spring of 18G5, upon thedownfall of the Sodthern Confederacy,all these things conspired to enlist thekindest feelingsof ourpeople for Mr.Ben-jamin, and to bring.out their sympathy,and to wish him every success when helanded in Europe, au exile at the age of45. His spirit was not in the leastcrushed, nor his energies abated; andby industry and talent he today occu-pies a proud position in England.Though he stood in the first rank ofthe Louisiana bar, and was confessedlythe most brilliant advocate before theUnited States Supreme Court, still he

I had to go through a formal probation inEngland before allowed to plead in hisprofession. It was about one year be-

' fore he appeared at the bar, eking a' support by writing for the British pressand magazines. At last he had a case,one growing out of the late civil war.The result was a forensic triumphwhich elicited tbe:rare distinction of avery ,warm encomium upon his argu-ment from the bench. While strug-gling for his footing, Mr. Benjamin de-

' voted himself to preparing a specialtreatise on sales. The bar of bothcountries united in' praise of the

I book. This publication assured Mr.Benjamin's standing in his profession.I At last lie was made Queen's Counsel.This placed him fairly ou the road todistinction and a professional reward.His income has risen to -1,000 poundssterling per annum, and in another yearwill doubtless be double that amount.Mr. Benjamin has been offered an op-

, portunity to go into Parliament, but hecontinues to decline to turn aside fromthe brilliant professional career whichawaits hint. He now stands second atthe bar only to Sir Roundell Palmer,and on any special occasion uttering ascope for his great powers of eloquence,would undoubtedly eclipse that distin-guished jurist.

Married Without Knowing It

Washington Gossip.A Capital correspondent of the New

York Sun, furnishes the following spicygossip with regard to fashionable life:

The great social subject of the hour isthe wedding of Senator Chandler'sdaughter, Minnie, with RepresentativeEugene Hale, of Maine. Hale is a childof good. luck. He is only thirtrllveyears old, and was admitted to the barfeurteen years ago. He went to the

Deep-Sea Dredging.M. Louis Agassiz,s letter to Professor

Pierce on the eve of his embarkationto explore the unknown sea-depths,in which he prophesies what newmysteries Nature will hold for himthere, reminds us of a story we onceheard, of a poor Swiss lad, who, refus-ing to learn how to turn a penny by hisfather's trade, began alone and unaidedto spell out the alphabet of Nature inrocks, and birds, and beasts. Theknowledge did not promise to help him ;on one whit among his neighbors ; did !not put shoes on his feet, or salt in hisporridge ; a comfortable home and sue-cessful business waited for him, but hechose to go wandering through theAlps, hatchet in hand, and often but asou In pocket, " a sum so little,'' hesaid, " when my hunger was so big :"So, hungry and half-clothed, he follow-ed for years the half-effaced signs athis unknown language, which he fan-cied God had spoken and not men, as achild might trace the foot-steps of a lostmother. At last lie made his way toLondon, to Sir Roderick Murchison,who, he thought could help him." Well, Sir, what do "you know '2" de-manded the great naturalist, noting hisbeardless chin and ruddy cheeks.

" 1think—" hesitated the lad, "a littleabout fishes." That night, at a meet-ing of the Royal Society, Sir Roderickheld up a covered package.

" I havehere," he said, "a fish which existedin such an era"—some time long beforeAdam was born, and proceeded to statethe exact condition and position inwhich it was found. Can our youngfriend, who knows "something aboutfishes, tell us anything about ir."'Whereupon the Swiss boy promptlydrew upon the black-board a skeletonmonster, of which the real one, whenuncovered, proved to be the exact du-plicate, and then the old gray-beardspresent recognized him as one of them-selves, and gave him place, very muchas the kings in Hades rose to receiveNapoleon.

The little story bears upon one signifi-cant fact ; that the unworldly, simple-hearted man, who went out last weekto prove for the second time that lie" knew something about fishes," has .conquered 'tights in life, and a certainplace in the world's esteem which noaccident of birth, no money, no warlikevictory, could have given hint. Ourreason for telling the story is that itseems to us a most needed and whole-some tonic for young men and thefathers of young men to atop short some-times and remember that there are ca-reers and victories iu the world withwhich money or power has absolutelynothing to do. It is a truth almost in-credible to us, so little does it enter intothe daily routine of any of our lives.—How most effectively to get money,power, or social rank, is the basis ofall plans for boys, front their birthto their starting in life. Even theman who devotes himself to savehis fellow men by preaching Christ'sgospel, aims at a certain standing in hispeel, a better salary, approximate repu-tation to that of a Beecher or a l:rooks.Self-development, self-aggrandizement,is the mainspring of most human ma-chines. To the ordinary citizen, Smith,whose brain is full of his shop or briefsand the place in society he means toachieve for his wife and the littleSmiths,this talk of amphipods and dysasters tobe found in the bottom of the sea is somuch childish gibberish. What havedysasters to do with the world orits real business? The. higher educa-tion must begin in the cradle, whichwill teach a boy to despise money,and the good it commands to findin coming close to Nature's face, andreading there the messages whichage after age has left for hint, clues tothe yet unread secrets of Creation orDeath, a nobler use for life than in therise of muslins or fall in pork, or evenin:buying a house with modern conve-niences for himselfand fatuity. Money-getting and the strife for social rank arein no country in the world so absorbingand universal a passion as here. Thereare signs of a hopeful change, it is true:a growing taste for and delight in beau-tifulor curious objects. We buy pic-tures and found museums, but the menwho sacrifice their lives and all pecuni-ary advantage to science or art amongus are rare. No Mutters or Humbolutsas yet, have been born in the UnitedStates. • But before long, we believe,clear-sighted men will covet for theirchildren studies and careers which~n-movemove them out of the groove of--15rd,y-nary ambitions, and the chicanery .5ftrade. A man brought daily face toface with the beautiful shapes or theawful mysteries of Nature, grows in-sensibly unworldly, single-minded, no-ble in hisrelations to other men. Search-ing for infinite truth, the vulgar tricksof money-making seem as far off to himas the washed debris on the beach; ioAgassiz in his deep sea-soundings.

There is a story of a shrewd agentwho tried vainly to buy the greatnaturalist for a Winter's lectures. "Whysir, you will make " more money thanby ten yearsof this work," he reasoned." But I have not the time to "makemoney," said Agassi A. When will thatgeneration ofAmericans be born whowill not have time to " make money,"said Agassiz. When will that genera-tion of Americans be born who willnot have time to make money, andwho will prefer deep sea dredging tobuilding houses of sand on the shore '2

A Mr. Thomas Cooper, an English-man, has published an account of travelstt Thibet, which he visited disguised as

it Chinaman. Among his stories is thefollowing :

He was just halting for breakfast, afterleaving the Thibetan town of Bathing,when a group of girls, gayly dressed,and decked with garlands of flowers,came out of a grove and surroundedhim, some of them holding,his mule,while others assisted him to alight.He was then led into the grove,where he found a feast being pre-pared; anti, after he hail eaten andsmoked his pipe, the girls came up tohint again, pulling along, in theirmidst, a pretty girl of sixteen, attiredin a silk dress .and adorned with gar-lands of flowers. 1 had already noticed,"Mr. C. continues, "this girl sittingapart front the others during the meal,and was very much astonished whenshe was reluctantly dragged up to meand made to seat herself ay my side;and my astonishment was considera-bly heightened when the rest of thegirls began to dance around us iucircle, singing and throwing theirgarlands over myself and my compan-ion. The meaning of this performancewas, however, soon made clear to Mr.Cooper. He had been married withoutknowing it' At first he tried to escapeliability entailed upon him; but suchan outcry was made by the peoplearound that he was forced to carry ofrhis bride. lie managed to get rid of herbefore very long by transferring her toone of her relations ; but even that wasnot treated us a dissolution of the mar-

-1 riage. (in his way back he was joinedline day by a Thibetan dame of aboutthirty years old, who announced her-self as his wife's mother, and said shehad conic, with the consent of her hus-band to supply her daughter's place.—We can well imagine Mr. Cooper's cur-

-1 prise at meeting with this novel propo-sal on the part of his mother-in law.

Legislature of Maine only four yearsago, and now he has the inexpressiblegood luck to marry the only daughterof one of the richest, if not the veryrichest, Senators in Congress. MissMinnie Chandler is a blonde—large,good-natured and good-humored—butnot generally ranked among the lead-ing beauties of the Capital. She dressesin exquisite taste, and is the pride ofZachariah, her father, and of her goodmother, who have made it a part of the

The Ardennes DogThe dog of the Ardennes accompanies

the flock when it leaves the pen fold Ltpring, only to return when the Win-

ter's snow drives the sheep home againfor shelter. Each shepherd possessesone or two of these dogs, according tothe size of his flock, to act as sentinels.Their °Wee is not ito run about andbark, and to keep the sheep in or-der, but to protect them from out-side foes. When the herdsman hasgathered his flock in some rich valley,these white, shaggy monster crouch onthe ground, apparently half-asleep ; butnow zunilhen_tlie greatzdagacious eye17.177-Ten, and, PM,tig.,Over the wholeof their charge, remain for awhile fixedon the distant horizon, as though theyfollowed a train of thought which ledthem away from earth—so sadly dothey gaze into the infinite. But letmountain breeze bear to his ever-moving nostril the scene of the hatedwolf, or his quick ear detect an unknownnoise ; then is the time to see onethese dogs in their glory. His eyes be-come black with fierceness ; his hairstands erect; Isis upper lip becomeswrinkled, showing a range of white,formidable teeth, while a low growlMono escapes his throat. When hiskeen faculties have detected the where-

! abouts of his foe, he rushes forward! with a bound that overleaps all obsta-cles, and a bark that echoes from all thesurrounding hills. Every dog of thelike breed that may be near takes upthe note and rushes gleaming throughthe brushwood to join in the attack,—Tender as the childhood lie protects,woe to him who dare lift a hand on Oneof the little ones with whom he hasbeen brought up. It is lusthe who buyshim who is his master it is he who fedhim when a puppy, who petted andshared his pittance with him—he it is

! who has his love.

marriage agreement that the groomshall come with his wife to live under

A Nice Little Story

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their own roof, and not be setting up alodge of his own. Hale has always beenthe protc,vof r 4peaker Blaine, and ithas been said that Blaine loves him likea son. He is a thoughtful, modest,student-like young wan, with light hairand dark eyes, square head, relined fea-tures anti in stature he is not above livefeet four or five inches. He belongs inCongress to the class of RepublicanConservatives, and is as much unlikehis future father-iu-law in temper andopinion as it is possible for a well-edu-cated, discreet, logical young man ofmodern-training to be -unlike a tall,queer, positive, hale-fellow-well-metWestern politician, who got his educa-tion in a Detroit dry goods store, andlearned all he knows about politics sit-ting on the back counter, uenouncingthe English on the other side of the De-twit river.

Already hud we a wedding in the Supreme Court circle. The Supreme Courtcircle is distributed between CapitolHill and the National Hotel. The Na-tional Hotel—that celebrated 01a innwhere Buchanan got the hotel disease—the biggest, most robust and collosalJudges of the Supreme court keeptheir abode. There is old Justice Clif-ford, of Maine, who weighs above threehundred pounds ; there is Justice Davis,of Illinois, a man worth his million,who weighs hard upon three hundredpounds; there also abides Justice Nel-son, of New York, the Nestor of thebench, who cannot weigh much lessthan two hundred pounds, and is a re-markably handsome specimen of a fineold Irish-American jurist, covered overwith white hair like a wise goat. Chief.lustiee Chase boughta country box out-side of Washington last year, but his'paralysis has again compelled him toreturn to the home of his daughter, Mrs.Sprague, where he is kindly cared for,and already looks like his former self,With the exception of his hair, which isentirely gone. Two of the Justices--

iller and Field—occupy roomy andagreeable houses in the lost waste of Cap-itol Hill. There also lives the voluptu-ary, Middleton, Clerk of the Court, whois said to be quite rich, and who can tellyou plenty of stories about Wirt, Pin k-ney, Rufus Choate and ChancellorKent. Justice house is said tohave been presented to him by hisbrother, Cyrus W. Field. Next door tohim William M. Evart}, of New York,owns a house, which is now occupiedby a Nevada lawyer. These twohouses form a part of what used to be theOld Capitol Prison, where Mrs. Surrattand Belle Boyd were confined and Capt.WIrz was hanged. Justice Swayne oc-cupies a quiet house near the West End,and Justice Strong boards at the EbbittHouse, while Justice Bradley is the im-mediate neighbor of Gen. Sherman, inthe old I:rant-Douglas mansion. Rich-

, and Parsons, the Marshal of the Court,who is one of the wealthiest men iuCleveland, Ohio, boards at the Arling-ton Hotel. The richest man on the Su-preme I is Davis, sometimesspoken of as all anti-Grant candidate forthe Presidency ; he owns most of thevaluable property in Bloomington, Ill.; '

I well offare Itradley, Strong and Miller..The followingJustices of the Supreme

Court have never been elected to Con-gress:—Bradley, Davis, Nelson, Field,Miller and Swayne. Chase, Clifford,and Strong have been in Congress. Ofthese men the poorest is Clifford—notworth above fifteen thousand dollars,yet as happy as a wood-sawyer. lie issixty-eight years old, was Polk's Attor-ney-General and Minister to Mexico,and was put on the Supreme Bench byBuchanan. Field is also indifferentlywell off—worth perhaps, Strong,although nominally from Pennsylvania,is a native of Connecticut, and a repre-sentative Yankee iu sagacity and force.He left Yale College and took to school-teaching, like Chief-Justice Chasse, andthis brought him toPhiladelphia, wherehe entered the bar in and he took=M!=MM=

Berks. He served many years as aJudge of the State Supreme Court. Heis married to a second wile and hasa cropof young children.

Justice Samuel T. Miller is a native ofKentucky, and many think the ablestman on the bench. Ile has been twicemarried, and the daughter just weddedto Col. Stocking, is the offspring of hisfirst wife. He began life a physician,expressed himselftoo freely on slavery,and in I 5 I 1 he settled in lowa. Ilewascounsel to a rich widow there, his pres-

As pleasant a little story as was evertold is this regarding an Albany physi-cian, by a correspondent of the PortJefrerson Inthprnden( writingfrom New Haven :

ent wife, and they have several chi'.dren. She is a spirited, able woman,and Miller ranks with Chase as a manof original thought, bold mind, largelearning and candid, charitable spirit.If Chase should die now Miller wouldget his place and thiserve it. The daugh-ter, justwedded, is a tine, robust woman,dark ii. complexion and slightly burn-ed or scarred upon the face. Mrs. Mil-ler's father is said to have been au inn-keeper in Ohio.

Judge Swayne is rich, made so by ju-dicious investments in Western real es-tate. :He put $111,111 ,, in Toledo property,which yielded him, after several years,..'.. ,:300,000. He has several capable sons.

Justice Nelson has gone home to NewYork State, and some think he willnever return here, beingnow very old—-on the verge of eighty. He is very welloff and is married to a second wife,bleached and beautiful in well-preservedyears as himself.

These Justices are now a harmonious,concordant body, having got over theirtierce quarrels about the greenback-goldcontracts. They have just jrendered anew decision on this subject, and no-body knows what it means, so that theyare all writing individual opinions up-on it.

The Judges feel that they occupy arelation of unpopularity with the poli-ticians, and yet one of inexpungeableco ordinate power, sothey are equitablyindifferent and absolutely happy. Fourmen on the bench would make goodPresidents—Chase, Miller, Davis andStrong. All the Justices speak highlyof Lyman Trumbull. Judge Chasesaid,some time ago, that Trumbull's opinionin the case of the impeachment of An-drew Johnson was worthy of the bestexemplifications of the Roman Senate.There was a lofty scorn in his openingparagraph :

To do impartial justice in all thingsappertaining to the present trial, ac-cording to the Constitution and laws, isthe duty imposed on each Senator bythe position he holds and the oath hehas taken, and he who falters in thedischarge of that duty, either from per-sonal or party considerations, is un-worthy of his position and merits thescorn and contempt of all just men. ' 'Till calmer times shall do justice to mymotives, no alternative is left me butthe inflexible discharge of duty."

Justice Miller's daughter married oneof the best looking and most prosperousyoung men in political office, a propri-etor of the general-order bonded ware-house in New York. Stocking servedin the war handsomely and became aprotege of SenatorMorton, of Indiana,through whose good offices be wastransplanted to New York, and withColonel Leet of Chicago, formerly onGrant's staff, he received the big thingof the general-order bonded warehouseon the North River side. It is supposedthat the profits of this warehouse haveto be divided up amonga great manypersons who do not appear on the sur-face. The store ought not to produceless than $OO,OOO, and it may yield 0100,-000 a year.

To turn from these topics of life to thematter of death, Imay tell you the greatquestion of the hour is cundurango. Atthe commencement of the war a tall,dark-complexioned and dashing physi-cian appeared in Washington with thevolunteer army, and he was put incharge of the largest hospital in the city.During the whole time of the war hethus served as surgeon, making plentyof friendsas well as some enemies by

An aged widow in Massachusetts re-ceived a telegram that her only son was Idying at Lawrence, Kands.- Notwith-standing her extreme age and feeblehealth site Must see her son. She un-dertook the journey. The train was de-layed. When it arrived at Utica shewas taken violently ill. A young phy-sician assisted her to a hotel, and pro-vided ever3qhing, he could for her com-fort. Her detention by sickness andmoderate means would not have allow-ed her to pursue her journey, but for thekindness of the attending stranger. Hepaid her bills, assisted tier to the cars,and accompanied her to Buffalo.

At parting she requested his address.Two months later the stranger was seat-ed in his office at Albany. A strangerentered, and after some conversationpresented the doctor with a Govern-ment bond of $5OO, as a reward for hiskindness to that old lady, saying: "Shewas my: mother. She died a few daysafter reaching me, and I recovered.Had it not been for your kindness shewould have died ou the road. I ant herson who was sick. lam a banker; butmoney can never repay the debt I oweto you for your generous kindness to mydear, good mother. God bless you! 'May God bless and the world applaudsuch noble acts of benevolence Dr. D.

Crothers, ofAlbany bestowed on thisoccasion, and which the old lady's sonso richly rewarded.

A Profitable Day's WorkNot long since, says the Linn /ittporl-

et, there was employed in oue ut thelarge shoe manufactories in that city ayoung lady whose duty it was to fastenthe taps of ladies' boots together, pre-paratory to lasting. This is done afterthe taps and soles are (linked out, byfirst pasting and then securing them bytwo nails. One day a gentleman was inthe manufactory where she was employ-ed, and observing her celerity of move-ment, raised a question as to how manyshe could prepare in one day.

One of those having the managementof aflkirs expressed the opinion thatshe could do twenty cases in ten hours.The ,gentleman first mentioned could

i not credit this, and offered to stake$l,OOO against $.500 that the feat couldnot be accomplished. The wager wasaccepted, the young lady was acquaint-ed with the facts and asked if she couldIdo it. She replied that she was willingto try, provided she could have a shareof the money, should she win. Thiswas agreed to and the task was com-menced. At 12 o'clock on the next dayshe had eleven of the twenty cases fin-ished and packed ready for the ]aster,and at ten minutes inside the ten hoursthe task was completed.

The incredulous gentleman paid thewager of$l,lOO, and the winner handedthe young lady $5OO of it. This, togetherwith the sum earned by doing the work,made pretty fair wages fur the day, andany one can see by a little calculationthat she had to keep pretty busy. Therewere in each ease 60 pairs, four pieces toa pair, making' 4U pieces of leather tohandle, and as many nails to be driven.In tla 20 cases there would be 4,010pieces to takecareof in ten hours, whichwas done, thus averaging 480 per houror Sin one minute. This is an actualfact, and the smart girl is at present do-ing a snug little business of her own inthe central portion of our city. If thiscan be beaten, bring along the one whocan do it.

The Wickedest Man In Washington—Re-formed by the Woman's Club---Shut UpShop and Going to Marry."Reddy" Welch, the "John Allen" of

Washington, keeper of the heretoforenotorious rendezvous of all sorts of la- Icharacters, male and female, on the cor-ner of Thirteenth and ll streets, hasclosed his "den," and purposes to lead abetter life in future. Hegives the creditfor his reformation to Mrs.Sara J. Spen-cer, of the Woman's Club, who finding"the den" one of the greatest obstaclesto her success in reclaiming fallen wo-men in the neighborhood, waited on"Reddy," and after several interviewssucceeded in inducing him to close his"ranche." He says that Mrs. Spencer,instead of upbraiding him, appealed tohis better feelings as "a man and abrother," showed him the mischiet hewas working in helping to drag downinnocent girls and degraded youngmen,and make him anxious to enter upon anew life. He is to be married in a day ortwo, and if he will be as active in goodas he was in evil, will be avaluable aux-Mary to the Woman's Club, and allothers who areengaged in the work ofsocial reform.—Star.

Immense Steel WorksA writer in the Engineering and _Win-

;nu Journal gives some figures in con-nection with the immense steelworksbelonging to the Messrs. Krupp, at Es-sen, Germany. They cover about onesquare mile, one-fourth of which spaceis under cover. Mr. Krupp em-ploys 10,000 workmen, 8,000 in thesteel-works, and the rest in minesand blast-furnaces. Nothing but steelis made at Essen. The product in1866 was 61,500 tons of cast-steel. Theworks contain over 50 steam-hammers,from 120-pounds weight up to 50 tons ;there are several of and 15 tons. Thegreat fifty-ton hammer is the largest inthe world ; it cost $580,006. The foun-dations for it are 100 feet deep,in three parts, of masonry, large oaktrunks and iron cylinders, bolted to-gether. The anvil and frame rest onthese, the rest of the hammer havingseparate foundations, to save the jar.

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his miscellaneous style of dashing nowinto surgery and now into politics.•

Buss, THE sPLENDIti.This was Dr. Bliss, the introducer,

through the assistance of the State De-part ment,of cuudurango, which is claim-ed to be the only ewe extant for cancer,but which one of your South Americancorrespondents pronounces a grandhumbug. A society sketch at the pres-ent time would not be complete withoutsome record of Bliss and nis nostrum.He is fully six feet high, with black eyes,jet black hair and a goatee worn in thefashion of Edwin Forrest. He drives apair of stylish, lightning horses downthe wood-pavement of the avenue everyafternoon, and he is treating for cancer—that bafflingand terrible disease, thescourge of female human nature—thewives or relatives of many persons inthe iovermuent. Among these are oldMrs. Mathews, the aged mother of theVice President. Sheis a large-statured,white-haired old lady. Her first hus-band, father to young Schuyler, was theson of the commander of Washington'sbody-guard, while in New Jersey.—After Colfax's birth iu the city of NewYork, she married a mechanic namedMathews, who is at present a clerk ofthe Printing Department of the Houseof Representatives. Old Mathews is adull, non-communicative,uninterferingold man, and he has had several chil-dren, stepsisters to the Vice President.Several days ago his wife developedcancer, and she has suffered much agonyever since, although she managed, for

! her son's sake, to stand up hours at aI time during his receptions. It was to re--1 lieve the old lady from this burden thatI Colfax married. Mrs. Mathews' canceris aggravated by erysipelas. lilies' ene-

I mies rely upon her extreme age to insureher decease, in which case they will allriseup and exclaimthat cunduraugo killsinstead of curing. Colfax himself.however, thinks it the greatest bloodpurifier of the time, and the See-

: retary of the Senate, George Our-! ham, alleges that his wife, who has hada cancer for more than two years, is ina fair way of recovery through thismeans. P, i• contra, the widow of Com-modore Ahoy has just died of cancer.after using cundurango for some time.Washington society may, therefore, besaid to be in a state of civil war over thequestion of cundurango. When anypatient of*Bliss' dies lir. Garnett andthe rebel so-called) doctors—who sometime ago turned him out of their so-ciety—lift up their hands and give joy.Bliss, who has a good deal of nerve, al-though somewhat of an adventurer,relies upon the State Department to fur-nish him the root, and he claims thatbefore long he will get the thanks andthe sympathy of civilization, while thechaps who are now trying to ruin hitswill he on their marrow-bones.

Mount ChimborazoI n bczazo, almost from under the

equator, sends its serene top to nearlyfour miles and a half into the tropicalheavens, and even in this burning re-gion is covered with perpetual snownearly three thousand feet from the sum-mit. And yet so genial is the climate,that inhabited cuhiVated farms irefound at au elevation equal to that ofmost of the Alpine peaks.

Only a little over a- thousand feet low-er than the top of the Jungfrau, menstart with mules fo make the ascent.

lu Humboldt and Bouplan at-tempted to reach the top, but when theyattained an altitude of 19,3151, the highestpoint ever trodden by man, they weremet by a fearful chasm, five hundredfeet wide. Though the extreme rarityof the atmosphere at this great eleva-tion was such that the blood oozed from

, their eyes, lips, and gums, it was withdeepest disappointment that they werecompelled to turn back without reach-ing the summit that rose so mockinglynear.

In ls::1 Boussingauls made a similarattempt. He carried his mules to anelevation equal to the summit of MontBlanc. But the hurried, panting breathof the animals, and the constant wistfulturning of their heads toward the plainsbelow, admonished him to abandonthem, and he continued on foot. Butmighty precipices barring his progress,around or over which he was compelledto climb, while the treacherous snowslipped beneath at almost every step,increased the danger at each advance,until at last. environed with precipices,he was compelledreluctantly toabandonthe enterprise, having reached a pointonly about three hundred feet higher thanthat attained by Humboldt. Even afternearly an hour's rest his pulse was overa hundred. It is impossible to describethe wonderful view that is presented atthis height.

A Large Fish StoryCaptain John Evitt, of the fishing

schooner Charles H. Price, of Salem,Mass., which arrived home from acruise yesterday, reports the followingstrange story : "The schooner wasanchored offGrand Bank, ten days ago,with about two hundred fathoms ofhemp cable out, and about ready tostartfor home, having taken about fifteenthousand pounds of halibut. The cookthrew over a line to catch a fish for din-ner, and having caught one, threw theline over again and found it tended aftata remarkable rate. Thinking it strange,he called from the cabin for the captain,who came on deck, went forward, andfound the vessel going ahead at aboutfive knots' speed, but could not accountfor it. Ile orderedall hands called, andthey hove in the cable to .within aboutthirty fathoms, when they discoveredthat their anchor had got hooked to alarge whale, which they had beforeseen at some distance. The whale ranwith the schooner some little timelonger. The crew weatherbitted thecable. and in a short time the whalesounded, broke the anchor, and carriedaway with him a good part of it. Theblack skin is to be seen on the cablewhere it chafed on the whale. Thering and a small piece of the anchorwere all that was left attached to thecable; the flukes arc gone, and aresupposed to have somehow become at-tached to the body of the whale.ton Ile talet.

A Hyena Loone•--Great EzcLLowcuaIt is only a few days ago that wo record-

ed the visit of Mr. -Bergh to Bar-'IMM'S show, in Third Avenue, NewYork, where he demanded that a hyena,whose viciousness, he was told, was beyonda doubt, should be unchained and allowedto roan> MS den. The agent ordered thisdemand to be carried out, although in hisown mind, he was confident that the bareof the cage would not keep the hyena aprisoner. Friday evening his ideas wereverified, for the "death prowler" by somemeans escaped from its den, and immedi-ately commenced toravage everything thatcame in its way. A leopard was in the ad-joiningcage, and with one desperate effort,the hyena tore down the partition and wassoon engaged in a deadly conflict with thequeen of the felines. After cowing andseriously injuring the poor animal, he nextattacked an elephant, but was beaten offbefore any harm was done. Nothingdaunted, however, it next visited its chur-lish nature on an inoffensive camel, whichanimal is left in such a deplorablestate thatit has since had to be killed. The affaircaused great consternation among Bar-num's employees, but thebeast was finallycaptured with a lasso by a Digger Indian,and Is now once again chained down to hisden. The leopard is valued at s43,ooo.—Sun.

Intrigue,* for the French ThroneThe intrigues for the French. throne are

continued with as much vigor as ever, andprobably will be carried on till some oneof the numerous claimants succeeds in se-curing, even ifonly temporarily, the cov-eted treasure. There is the Republic andits supporters ; thereare the Orleans princescoquetting with Thiers and the Assembly;there is Napoleon peering out from his re-treat at Chiselhurat for a safe opportunityto repeat theexneriment ofElba; and thereis that faithful, hard-hearted, obstinatecreature, the Count of Chambord, clingingto the rock of legitimacy, and fondly ex-pecting that France will some day call himto repair her waste places by reviving theexploded theory of the divine right ofkings, and the old system of feudalism astar as it can be restored in this age. Thislatter agitator has just been holding at thelively Swiss town of Lucerne, a gatheringof his adherents, among whom, it is said,are two hundred members of the NationalAssembly.

Tweed Parting with His Plunder.An Albany dispatch, of yesterdy, says,

there wore tiled in the County. Clerk's of-fice to-day the affidavits of Wheeler H.Peckham and John A. Stoughtenburgh,setting forth that William H. Tweed is andhas been disposing of his property in NewYork, to wit: A house near Fort Wash-ington, his stables on Thirty-ninth street,his yacht,and his residence corner ofFifthavenue and Forty-third street, dm., forprices much below theirvalue for the pur-pose of evading the judgment to be ren-dered in the action broughtagainsthim bythe people. No new action, however, isproposed.

An Actor-Clers7man--Deaill of Bel. C.B. Parsons at Louisville.

The announcementon Saturdavnorningof the death. of Bev. Dr. 0. B.rarsuus, aminister ofthe MethodistEpiscopal Churchwas received with a feeling of sorrow.No man In the folds, of the . MethodistChurch over wielded a greaterpower orhad a wit' or reputation than Dr. Parsons.A splendid elocutionist, a natural orator,and gifted with an unusual share of mag-netism, he swayed his audience with anirresistible power.

Charles Booth Parsons was born in En-field, Connecticut, July 3, 1803. At theearly age of eighteen years he went toProvidence, Rhode Island, andengaged inbusiness. Shortly afterwards his businesshouse was destroyed by tiro, and he wasthrown upon the world penniless. Hethen turned his attention to the stage, andmade his debut in the old Bowery Theatre'iu Sow York city.

Shortly afterwards he came West, en.,played a number of engagements in thisand Southern cities. In 1838he abandonedthe stage,and Joiningthe Methodist Church ,under the ministrations of Rev. John Mal-lit, a famousrevivalist, in March, 1'839, waslicensed to preach. His success as anactorwas great, but his true field was in theministry, and his labors were rewardedwith a rich harvest of souls.—Loidsioill.Ledge,

A Chonee to Sell Out !The New York Times says that Presi-

dent Grant is desirous of getting rid or hisstock in the Seneca Sandstone. Company.—In that Company he holds t25,000 ; 811000of which he paid for at par, while 1t5,000W11.9 given him as a present. A capitalistIn Utica proposes to take it MT his hands.ppayi❑gg for it the whole price which thePresident paid, together with interest atseven percent. on the President's moneysince the investment was made, the pur-chaser to have any dividend which thePresident may have recelved. Here is achance if Grant really wants to sell. Lothim speak quickly, or the general beliefthat in this case as in others the Times dont.not toll thetruth will be confirmed.

LEGAL NOTICES

LISTATH OF WILLIAM' W 'TWA I .LA of Czernarvon township, deceased.—Letters of Administration on said estate has-lug been granted to the undersigned,all per-sons Indebted to said decedent aro requestedto 150t h immediate settlement,and those har-ing claims or demands against the estate litsaid decedent, to matos known the MUM" tohim without deli)

nov22-am WM. WITMA N

LISTATE OF ISAAC KUHNS. LATE OF11i Manor township, ileeu•eil.--I.etters

testamentary 1said estate having beengranted to 101ei undersigned, all personsIndebl vti thereto are requested to tuakeimmidlatti payment. and those havingMatinsor demands agalnst the sorue will presentthem for settlement to the undersigned, re -',tiling In sn t township.1141N.1.kN1 IN tfFUNS,

it w IT Exoeutoe.

ENTATE J Of•IEI.II IMEI A Eli, LATE01 Po•nit towuhlop decll. hollers of Ad-ministrationOP said estate, havithtoil to the undersiktnod, all persons Indebted tosaid are requested to wake into:n.ol-- settleno•ni, and those havlng chitfIIS

Intatost the vstate of sant devellent. toIna Ice 111,1111 t h.. 0111110 141 the nuttersi;turdWit )11,111 residlng iu said township.

EM A N (JILEINEli,Adtainistrator.

IS'FATE OF JOHN KETI.OK, LATE OleLetters of udtnin-t,trai ion on said ..stair havingbeen granted tot undersigned, all perm.. Indebted I horeto,are leyuenlud to make Immediate sottlemeill,and those hay log claims or demands ugultritI he snow, will present them Without delay forset 1i0n...10 to the undersigned, ruslkling tu saidtown,l,l MILTON I: EYLOIL

Clown°ll P.UEORGE M. KIKYLOILlinaville P. 0.OF NOV A. KRYLOIL

Nine Pointe, P. 0w r Aditnistrolors.

ASSIGNED ESTATE 41V AIIIO/4 GROFF,Jr.,of Mart le township, Lancaster coin,ty.—Amos Omit, Jr., of Startle township, hav-ing by deed of V.,ltinfary assignment, datedthe 15th day of No% ember, Is7l, assigned andfranKferred all his e.tateand 1.11..1.8 to ilia un-dersigned h r Ow benefit of the creditors atthe said Amos i iron*, Jr., thee therefore giveladle, to all per,ons indebted tosaid assignor,In male, T.1). 1110111 to the multtothouttl withoutdotty, and lii,,-, having elanns to present1 Le-in 1., .1011ti 1111,DEllitAN

FitAisiclS ii. 1/120101",will:2.lls 17 Assignee,.

4 N94IONED ESTATE OF JAMES W. AN-OltE\V, of Coleralu • lownahlp. Llmuan-

ter vounty.—Janat4 W. Andrew“, of Coleritiotowrdtip. havtut: try deedot voluntary

111111L, 'all, 1,71, :o•slifetql andtransferred !ill emtateand effect!. to the un-tho,ittrieti, for the benellt of the vredllore 0!the salt! James M.'. Andrews, lie therefore giver.notice to all person!! !wielded tonald tosiguor,to !oak, pat lucid 1.. I he tiudernigued withoutdelay, and t ho,o having claims to Memel!!them to WM. N. I iAl.lll{Arrli.Amignee.

ASSIGNED ESTATE OF CHARLES D.Tripple, of Mastic twp., Lancaster coun-ty, having by deed of voluntary ussigUnieutdoted Novemhe.r_l6.l.,,Is7l, assigned and trims-(erred all bin estateand eireete to the under-signed for the benefit of the creditors of the001,1 Charles D.Trlpple, Notice Is hereby givento all persons ludebted to itald misignor tomake Immediate payment to the undersignedwithoutdelay. and those having Halms to pre-sent them to

W. W. TIIIPPLE, fe Harbor,Assignee.

dtbetw 1,1

LISTATE OF JOHN (iTGEK, LATE OFEA ElVit Lampeter township, Lomita/der e 0y, detteased.—The imder.ign,•.l Auditors ap

pointed to distribute the balance remainingin the hands or Elizabeth 11. Eshleman, Ad-ittinlstratrtx of the estate of said deeeneted, toud amone, those legally entitled to the s •,

will attend for that purpose on THURSDAY,THE 4TH DAY OP JANUARY, A. D., 1572, el

o'do,k, P. M., In Iho I,ll.rary Room of IMCourt Honor in Ihr City of Lanenat,, whenall p,r,ons tIl•T ribut lon may attendA. H. HOOD,

W. LEAMAN.H. YUN DT,

till Andltor,

MOTICE.—IN THE COURT OF COR•IN Titan Pleas of Lancastercounty.

y I Allan Stihruenn for Do-88. Dustman r October Term, Mo.No. :InJules Bohn.

JULI.I4 BOHNTake notice that deposltionaof witnesses for

petitioner In this cane will be taken before theundersigaed Commissioner appointed by saidcourt for thatpurpose, at theMike of the un-dersigned, No. 27 North Duke street, In thecity of Lancaster, on Tuesday, the 9th day OfJanuary, 1872, between the bourn of 10 o'clockA. AL and II o'clock P. M., when and where yonmay attend If yeoll think proper.

11. I'. ItOMENMILLER, JR.,Commissioner,

TN THE COVET OF PLEAS OF LANen,ter roll!, yAuglfst Term,

No 7s.C. E. liummtier, el al. I

• Purchase money °treatJohn Host et ter, et al, • estate s", y II Sheriff'under theartier

I of the Court.The undersigned Auditor, appointed by the

Court to ascertain the several amounts con,Ing to each of the parties out of the purchasemoney aforesaid, and nutke report of thesalineto the Court for their Information, herebygives notice I hat Ito will attend for the pur•pose of his appointment• Lll° Library Ttoornin the Court. Rouse at Lanea.ter on FRIDAY,11., 12th of JANUARY. 1072,al 10o'clock In theforenoon, where and when all persons interested may an Nlll

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MEDICA L

ROSA IIA I. I M1-1 E INUREDIENTH THAT COMPOBE

ROSA] /ALlii are pulA Imbed on every pack-age, t hereto, It lm no/ a merry, preparation,

0 r,,,wineutly.PHYSICIANS PIIHSCHIHH IT

It is iteertalu'icti re for •lierofuln, Hy ph Ills111 all M. forma, Rheumathan, Skit) M11e..,e.., Liver 'sin phi Intand till liken/les 01

1 the Blood.

ONI•: BOTTLE OF ROSADALISwill do more good than ten bottlem of theSyrup!of Barsaparilla.

A THE UNDEILSIGNED PHYSICIANShave used Rosadalls In their practice forthe past three years and freely endorse Itan a reliable Alterative and Blood Purl-der.

DEL T. C. PUGH. of Baltimore.DR. T. J. BOYKIN,F.

R. W. CARR,DR. F. O. DANNELLY, "DR,. J. H. SPARK!". M Nlcholuavllle KyUDR. J. L. McCARTHA, Columbia, 14. C.K. A. B. NOBLES, Edgecomb, N. C.

USED AND ENDORSED BY

A J. 11. FRENCH & SONS, Fall River, MII.F•F. W. SMITH, Jaekaon, Mich.A. F. WHEELER, Lima, Ohio.B. HALL, Lima, Ohio.CRAVEN & CO., Gordonville Va.SAMUEL U. McFA.DDEN, Murfreesboro

Tenn

LOurapace will not allow of any extend,4,Led remarks In relation to the'.virtues of •Rosadalls. To the Medical Profession weguaranteea Fluid Extract superior to anythey have ever ;used In the treatment 01diseases of theBlood; and to the atiticted

T we nay try Roeadalls, and you will ,be re--1 stored tohealth.

Rosadalis Is sold by all Druggists. PriceSI.-M per bottle. Address

DR. CLEMENTS 6. CO.

S ManufacturingChemists,sal-lydeoddw Baltimore, Md;RAILROAD LANDS

pMILADELPHIA AND BALTIMORECENTRAI, RAILROAD.CHANGE OF HOURS.

On and after -.MON DAlt ;,OLTUBERpI,trains will run as follows:

Leave Philadelphia, from Depot of P. W. aB. R. R., corner Broad street and Washingtonavenue. .• • • • -.

For Port Deposit, at 7 A. M. and 4:30 P. M.For Oxford, at 7 A. M., 4:30 P. M., and 7 P. M.,

Wednesdays and Saturdays only,at 230 P.M.For Chadd's Ford and Chester Creek It. it.

at 7 ;and 10A. M., 4:311 P. M., and 7 P. 01.Wednesday and Saturday only at 230 P. M

Train leaving Philadelphiaat 7 A. M. °pu-nnets at Port Deposit with trainfor Baltimore.

Trains leaving Philadelphiaat 10A. AL and4:30 P. M., Oxford at 010 A. M., Port Depositat 9:25 A. M. connect at Chadd's Ford Junctionwith the Wilmington and Reading Railroad.

Trains for Philadelphialeave,Port Depositat225 A. M., and 4:25 P. M., on arrival of trainsfrom Baltimore.

Oxford at 0:10 A. M., 1030 .M. and 5:30 P. ht.Chadd's Ford at 7:23 A. ht.A ,11:63 A. M., 4:30 P.

M. and 6:46 P. M.On Sundays, trflan leaves Oxford for Philadel-

phia at0:30 P. M.,ldopping atail intermodiatestations.

Philadelphiaat 240 P. M.Passengers are allowed totakeawearing ap.parel only as baggage, antonywill

not In any case be reeponsible for an amountexceeding one hundred dollars, unless aspecial contract is madefor the same.IHENRY WOOD,

a2B-lywl7 GeneralSuperintendent.