Litchfield enquirer., 1843-01-19

~ oa@n Wae sent t0 eno lneah0 HO0pitAl lew day
 sincs in Philadelphia, h esnssaasncs of disorder
 cd mind prodaeed by Millsrism.
 Tho Fhlladephia National Gazette says that lests
 has boen received in that city, from Rentlsmani il
 China. which states that as tho city of Kiana
 foo. rBRHB HUNDRED WOMEN coanarrTRD surciDR pre-
 terence to beng subecsedto the savage licenousnes
 ofthe British soldery" so.itappears that bu,chsrins
 men by thousandsfor daring to mansain and defend | their own laws, was not the worst feature of Eng
 lands infamous war upon China.
 From 1s U. s. Saturday Pose
 TRUSTING APPEARANCES. 'There are great many folks in this world, who are amazingly taken in by out
 side looks. said my aunt Sally. the ether evening. Now aunt Sally is an old maid
 past redemption - one of the oldest kind for. good old soul, she's hard upon sixty.- She always did say though, that she need
 not have been spinster all her days, if she had taken up with any thing that come along, and do believe her. Like most old folks, she seems to have notion, that every body must be thinking over in their minds just what she is dreaming about - in kind of magnetic communication, as the Mesme. rites say-though aunt Sally knows nothing of Mesmerism and think it would be bet ter for some younger people, if they did n't. But she appears to fancy, when she has been chewing the cud of memory over all to herself, and then breaks out in a new spot with some wise saw, that all of us must know just what she means by it. So, says she the other night, as told you, 'there are great many folks in this world who are amazingly taken in by outside looks.' Then hn hmi A~ l.. gave the skirts of her frock tuck, held her right hand over the fire to warm her fingers, and looked all round, first to father, then to mother, then to Fanny, and then to me, as if she waited for one of us to speak. Nobo- dy said word. and she pursed her lips up, trotted her left leg on her right knee, and looked right into the fire. saw the old la- dy kind of wanted somebody to speak, so took my eyes oil Chitty on Evidence, . mi- mute, .aDd ,sAiAs4s .-.S Sr0G~ssss~s ..~s . " SD D'<-~-'~ '">~s' it?'
 Why Zekiel,' said she, did n't you see that in the Philadelfy Post?.
 sWhat in the Post?' said !.
 Aunt Sally got the newspaper and point ed to a paragraph which set out how poor drunken creature laid down on a railroad, and went to sleep, and how the whole train went over him, crushing him all to pieces, and how his jug was broken in his hand 1; and furthermore that he had left destitute widow, and that his children if they weren't exactly helpless from infancy, had grown up helpless from bad examples and that the case was real one of destitution, and contained deep lesson. and all that - the same sort of reflections that every body na- turallv makes when such a case comes be- fore the coroner. Well, read it out loud, as aunt Sally asked me, and though it did seem painful narrative enough, couldn't see any thing in it which had any thing to do with aunt Sally. So says, Well, aunt Sally. I don't see now, what you are coming at.' Father looked as though he did. but as mother and Fanny and all seemed curious aunt Sally put herself in her story telling posture, and began: .,
 'I could have told that man what would be his end, forty years ago.
 'Why, aunt says l, they did nt have railroads then, nor dream of them.'
 'Never you mind, Ezekiel Jones. People who are too fond of the bottle didn't have tt wait till railroads came in fashion, to RnC that sudden death lay in ambush for them can tell you. The drunkard's grave al l ways gaped for him, ever since the worlt
 was made, and many is the fine young ! man, who has begun to slide down into II ! before ever he knowed which way his fee
 was slipping; or before ever he found ouI
 that he did Tt stand as fast as the everlast- ing hills. But I'm fairly set down for a sto. ry, and seeing that you want to hear It, ant I that Fanny is here too, mean tO tell it. And father, he folded up the newspaper h'
 was reading, I shut up my book. mothe 1 made haste to count her stitches in tho knit ting work which she was drawing in to ii my calves. Fanny crossed her feet with ono
 sly peep at her own handsome ancles, ant we all put on our listening caps for l AUNT sALLY's STORY.
 sPm going to talk about things that don't often mention for when . body's nos and chin begin to look as if they were for ever going to kiss each other. and the gray hairs will straggle out from under the cap and the hands are shrivelled and skinny and the lips puckered and thin, it seem kind of strange to young folks. that cid folks and cid maids in particular, should talk a if thev had ever known or felt any thinI like what we used to call love when wa a girl. and what you still know by tn came name for want of better. But cal tell YOU. Fanny Arbuckle, that my cheek were once as full and red as yours ldid n Fan blush and simper? and that my lip pouled as handsome and red for kisss lsh couldn't help smiling half spiteful,l and tha ] showed as pretty set of teeth when laughed. tOh how Fanny's eyes snapped There warn't delicater waist in the saatf and l had as good looking pair of feet stand upon, as them that are now peepin . out from under your new alpaccA luslre.' guess Fanny's feet were drawn In aboC