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81 DoN'T KNOW ABOUT That" ."-Of
course you don't, endless croaker No
one ever knew you to be satisfied with
anything, except perhaps your own opin-
ion. There never was plan proposed
to which you did not object; nor an enter
prise undertaken of which you did not
complain, if it failed, you knew it would;
and if it succeeded, it was more by hit
than by wit in the protector. No line can
be drawn so straight that your squint eye
cannot detect curve in it; no web can be
woven so closely that your sharp eyes can
not see through it; no wall built so COM
pactly that you cannot pick flaw in it.
You have indeed wet cloth to lay on eve
ry body and everything that comes within
your reach. ltnever rains when it should
and as it should; it is always too wet, or
too dry; it is too hot, or it is too cold. You
fret yourself, and you fret all around you,
and that continually. In word you are
a poor unhappy croaker. Now, such
characters, more or less fully developed, J.,
are to be found in every community, ever
surrounded by an atmosphere peculiarly
their own, in which neither the lungs nor
the heart of any one but themselves can
freely play-an atmosphere like that in
which the poor needle grinder labors-
full of sharp and deadly particles.
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OHIO, SATURDAY, DECEMBER Is, 1S4e

and entering the land in the most unfre-
quented spots. The bones of Somers
were still exposed; if they were found by
any one rambling through the bluffs, the
dark affair might be investigated and he
meet with his Just deserts. Sallying forth
one evening, he sought the wild precipice.
and descended by the aid Of ropes to the
spot where laid his victim. The moon
burned in the midnight with the lustre
which she only wears on winter night,
when the snow reflects her brightness, and
earth seemed to wear the pearly robes of
angels. One by one the stars had appear
ed through the arch above and around the
hills that swept the river; for nature is still
lovely, though for few momentsgher
beautiful form may bear the record of
crime there placed by man. A young
gentleman named Wilson, who was re-
turning from visit to his ''lady love-"
passed by the precipice, and observing
the ropes attached to tree which stood
by his path, endeavored to trace the spot
where they ended. After narrow search
he found them hanging against a rock
that formed the base Of chasm round
which the waters swept their chrystal cur
rent.
In few moments the young man per-
ceived the form of one whom he immedi-
ately recognized as Gray, by his tall and
muscular figure. He was gathering up
some white substance in bag. At last
he seemed to have concluded his task, and
| throwing the bag over his shoulders, at
tached the strings 10 his neck and body,
he commenced his ascent. By grasping
the rocks with his hands whenever they
afforded a sufficient protruding surface
and planting his foot firmly in the assures,
Gray had succeeded in climbing half way
up the chasm, when. stopping to rest, the
sholvy rock crumbled under his feet
The murderer made violent struggles to
sustain his position, but, losing his balance
he plunged headlong into the gulf. One
wild shrek told that the wretch had gone
to judgment. And there lay the skeleton
of his victim. "Retrbulion" had pealed
forth from tine throne of the avenging God,
and the spirit of Gray stood before his
Maker
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enemies in neighboring valley, and he
thought it probable they had come to res
cue their fellows. The woman heard this
intelligence in silence, but bit her lip in
anger and defiance. On re-entering her
lodge, another appeal for freedom was
was made, and the prisoners were delight
ed to see smile playing upon the coun-
tenance Of their keeper. She told them
she had relented, and was willing TO let
them escape their promised doom, but it
must be on certain conditions They
were first to give into her hands all their
personal effects; which she would bury
under the lodge. She did not wish them
to know how to find their way back to the
lodge, whence they might see fit to take
away her reward, and she therefore desir-
ed that they should be blindfolded, and
consent to her leading them about two
miles through a thick wood into open
country, when she would release them
The prisoners gladly consented; and,
while they were suffering themselves to be
stripped of their robes and weapons, a
heavy cloud canopied the sky, as ifherald-
ing q storm. At the hour of midnight loud
peals of thunder beloved through the fir
manent and terribly flashed the lightning.
The night and the contemplated deed were
admirably suited, thought the warriors
and so thought the woman also. She
placed leathern bands around the eyes of
her captives: and, having severed the
thongs which confined their feet, babe
them follow whether she might lead. They
were connected with each other by iron
withs; and SO the women led them to their
promised freedom. Intricate, and wind
ing, and tedious was the way; but not a
murmur was uttered, not word spoken.
Now has the strange procession reached a
level spoi of earth, and the men step proud
y on their way. Now have they reached
the precipice of Tuccoah; and. as the wo-
man walks to the very edge, she makes a
sudden wheel, and, one after another, are
the poor captives launched in the abyss
below. A loud wall of triumph echoes
through the air from the lips of the women
fiend, and, with the groans Of the dying
in her ears, and the very lightning in her
path, does she retrace her steps to her
lodge to seek repose, and then on the NOR.
row to proclaim her cruel and unnatural
deed.
In the bottom of the Tuccoah pool may
now be gathered small fragments Of a
white material, resembling soap-stones,
and many allege that these are the remains
Of the Indian captives who perished at tire
foot Of the precipice.-Lanman's Letters.
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% The Cot Beneath the HilI.

Oh! Memory's dreams are pleasant dreams
They tell me of the past;
They'summon scenes Of early years, :
Toe purely bright to last! j aal y
Oh! memory brings me back my home,
Its messy bank-its ril,---eg ), .,.4 1,
Its whispering words-and pictures me
The Cot beneath the Hill!
She minds me of the blissful hours
In boyhood there spent, ,...ll
And sings me songs used to love, r..
With happy voices blent;
She tells me tales used to hear
And we'll remember still; .sa
How quick her magic wand can rear
That Cot beneath the Hill! vi. ...7 .,a
Isee its roof of yellow thatch,,
II see its eddying smoke 'oT'
hear the carol Of the, lark baL a5i7
That upward blithely woke; - gg.
The bleating sheep-the towering pine
The swallow, twittering shrill;
And song-like footsteps tripping round
The Cot beneath the Hill!
And pleasant memories greet me now,
OF forms and faces dear, .....
Which, even through the misty path,
Full fresh and fond appear!
Oh! Retrospection's wondrous power
This heart with bliss can fill,
Whene'er it paints in lines OF light,
That Cot beneath the Hill!
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"My friend," said hotel keeper, to an
over voracious boarder, "you eat so much
that ] shall certainly have to charge an
extra halfdollar." san extra half dollar,'
exclaimed the boarder, "for goodness sake
don't do that; Pm almost dead eating
three dollars worth, and if you put an ex-
ira half dollars worth on, shall certain
ly bust--I SHALL" a Z@ ipos8
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Taking ELI.

The St. Louis Revielle is publishing a
tale purporting to give some adventures in
the life of young physician, from which
we take the following eXtract:-
A snow having fallen the young folks of
the village got up grand sleighing party
to country tavern at distance; and the
interesting Widow Lambkin sat in the
same sleigh, under the same buffalo robe
with myself.
"Oh, oh-don't!'' she exclaimed, as
we came to the first bridge, catching me
by the arm, and turning her yelled face
towards me, while her little eyes twinkled
through the gauze, in the moonlight.
Don't what! asked, ''I'm not doing
anything"
"Well, but thought you were going to
take toll, replied Mrs. Lambkin.
"Toll!" rejoined "What's that?"
Snow, do tell?" exclaimed the widow,
her clear laugh ringing above the music
of the bells.
"Dr. Mellows pretends that he don't
know what toll is!''
"Indeed, don't then," said laughing
in turn
Don't know that the gentlemen. when
they go sleighing. claim kiss, as toll
when they cross bridge! Well | never!"
But shall fell it all! The struggles of
the widow to hold the veil were not suffi-
cient to tear it, and somehow, when the
veil was removed, her face was turned d.
rectly towards my own, and then, the snow
glistening in the moonlight, and the horse
trotting on for himself the toll was taken
for the first time in the life of DR.. Mellows.,
Soon we came to the long bridge, but
the widow said it was ''no use to resist"
and paid up as soon as we. reached it.
"But you won't take toll for every span.
will you doctor?" she added. To which
the only reply was, practical negative
in the question.
Did you ever, reader, sleigh-ride, with
pretty widow, and take toll at the bridges.
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There is now living in Now York city,
in extreme want, man, who at one time
had one hundred and eighty thousand.dol-
lars, amassed by few weeks successful
gambling For some years he lived dinthe
utmost luxury. having over four hundred
suits of clothes; but the smiles of fortune
deserted him, and at last he has been re-
duced TO beggary. 'ailo
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destitute. Mamma took the little suffer
er into her carriage, and brought hel
home. For days she refused all cOnsola.
lion, weeping all day and signing all night
as If her young heart had btoke0 with
its grief. But we were all very kind "a
her, and: a: length she smiled, or war
bled ioheIself notes Of music that she had
heard Childas ! was, ii loved her for her
beauty aud sweetness. We knew there
must be some unusual circumstance con
necled with her. for she had ring engra-
ven on the inside. with her name, Stella
May; and then she was naturally lad like
and refined so tasteful aud intelligent, il
seemed as if the very spirit of grace
brealbed aud lived in every thing she
said or did. Mamma congratulated her.
sell on having found such treasure
Of companion for her daodghter;
and as for me Stella was my dependence
for she assisted me in all the tasks i'm
posed upon my youthful patience by a
driedand withered specimen Of govern.
csS.-- Though three years The youngest
she was more ready than in every
branch Of study, which mamma allowed
her to pursue, merely to crafty me.
Music, nf course was not included. But
for this she had such passion, and seem.
ed so utterly wrapped up in it, that re-
ally felt grieved not TO have her share in
my lessons. She never said anything a.
bout ii, but the tears would start to her
eyes when left for the practice-room:
so at leugth persuaded mamma to let
hertake lessons too. And such musi.
cal talent as she has is really wonderful!
---she performs the most divnely on the
harp of any one ever heard! Then she
has such an exquisite taste in dress!
do not pretend To exercise the least jud q.
ment Of my wardrobe far excels me
in all such matters. Then she is so sen.
sitive, so proud. yet 50 grateful for kind
ness! Really, she is quite wonder of a
dressing maid! | do believe if she were
to be brought out-desplle The advanla.
gesofforune she would throw me quite
into the shade!
That would be quite impossible, Miss
Allen. But do you never introduce this
fair wonder to your friendsl
All, see, said the lady, laughing, you
would like TO get glimpse al her rare
beauty Very weIl!-as you are an ar.
tist, and she Looks so much like this paint.
ing ofyours, | will humor you, ifpossibIe
But she has too much native delicacy t.
ever yield to my soliciataton To appear
in the parlor so | shall have to bring hel
here. Mr. Hazeltou will call for us to.
morrowi she said, as that gentleman ap
preached. ...
Certainly; shall only feel too mucl
honored. And the three continued o.,
their way round the room. .a"
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CHAPTER V.

Three weeks passed away, and Ernest
Duumore had called but once on the
belle. Hopeless of ever winning his re.
gard, she had renewed her Irritation with
Hal Hazleton, for whom perhaps she had
after all, the most affection, ifhe was not
quite SO distiNgue. aa
The Aliens were all out TO a bridal
party. Stella had gone down to the de-
serted parlor, and seating herself by the
splendid centre table. buried her face in
her hands. Half all hour had passed by,
she was still motionless, but by-and by
the words struggled up from her aching
heart, broken aud almost incoherentIy:
Aud this is my fate-my fate-while
Isidore is SO unprecedented. loved,
worshipped, even by h,m. Oil am SO
utterly wre,ched, so very miserable!
Would to be loved, cherished, worship
ped, make yOu happy, dear Stellal said
rich manly voice, in tones of Thrill
ing tenderness. as All arm stole round hel
waist aud lifted her to her feet.
Ernesl murmured the,frightened girl
hiding her beautiful face in his bosom.
Stella! vision Of my dreams! radiant
spirit love of mine! beautiful embodiment
ofall the puet or tho painter ever yearn
ed for! Lam thine-all thine, my Stella
There was hush through the lofty a
Ipartment, broken at last by a low sol
coming up from heart too full ofhappi
ness
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Have you seen herl She is a beautiful
Icreature-be witches all of us. And that
Just reminds me that came with a pres.
lsing invitation from the Bentleys for you
to attend grand party there tonight.
Miss Allen will Of course be there.
]. Then | shall certainly! was the animated
reply.
Why, Ernest, you must have seen this
paragon Of beauty In love so soon, after
resisting all the,bright eyes and bewil.
dering smiles of foreign perfection for
Ieight years. t.,-,. ..,. .~.t.g
Indeed you are mistaken. am not
certain that have seen this belle OF yours
at least have not seen her face.
Well, you shall see her tonight. The
ladies have heard Of your arrival, and are
on tiptoe to behold the wonderful Mr..
Dunmore, the poet, the painter and the
mi llionairc. s.r. l...g. .1...s
How very Aatiering! returned Ernest
smiling aquiet but perfectly satisfied
smile, as he turned to the mirror to ar.
irange his toilet for the evening What
gentleman possessing grace. accomplish.
ments, intellect and the advantages Of
lpersonal beauty and great fortune would
mot be a little inclined toward pleasant
feeling Of vanity9-None, certainly-at
least, not Mr. Ernest Dnnmore. 1al
1t was late IN the evening when Hal
Hazleton and his friend entered the bri H.
liant aud crowded rooms of the Bentleys.
A lady was at the piano. 1t was Miss
Allen, and the gentlemen edged through
the throng. and reached the instrument
Just as the sweet voice Of the belle was
Trembling on the concluding stanza.
She was certainly beautiful creature,
Just nineteen, with glorious dark eyes.
sweeping lashes, and exquisitely curved
mouth and finely chiseed featuros--a
graceful form, too; but her hand--a shade
of disappointment darkened the fine face
OF Ernest-it was very pretty hand,
slender and tapering, but it was not tie
hand--it could not wear Sach glove
A radiant creature isn't she? whs.
pered Hal, as she rose from the piano
Very pretty, was the disappointed re-
lply.
Very Pretty was the rather indignant
ejaculation. She is peerless, unequalIed,
divine.
But her hand! At this moment, the
lady turned toward them, and Hal pre-
sented his friend, Mr.. Ernest Dunmore:
and soon the two most distinguished per-
sons present-the belle and the artist
milionaire-werc prmenading through
the brilliant assembly Ernest found
his bright companion really bewitchng
She was witty, learned, brilliant beauli-
fuI-he would certainly have been fas.
cinated, had it not been for the little kid
glove that was lying on his heart. and the
perfect little hand he had seen on the
door knob. AS it was, his heart thrilled
aud apitated slightly beneath its tiny
treasure, aud he colored twice aud STAN,
mered once-the accomplished MIR. Dun
more!
I The belle was unusually charming
She thought she had made decided and
most agreeable conquest; she had quite a
passion tor paintings Ernest would
have room prepared for the exhibition
of his works TO his friends by the day
after to- marrow, aud he would be happy
to wait on her there, and hear eropinion
no doubt her criticisms would be ofvaIne
And they separated mutually pleased
Poor little glove! what will be thy fate
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CHAPTER w,

The next day as the snowy fingers of
Stella May were wrealhiug the dark hair
of her mistress into shining braids, Isl,
dore said-Would you not like to visit
the exhibition roum of our new artist this
afternoop. Stella? .... .....
Yes. lady, very much; replied the
young girl; but
Nay Stella. you must go, just 10 oblige
me, There is a picture that admire
very much, and know you would love
to see IT.
Indeed. lady, l cannot tell you how
much love everything beauiiful-ny
harp my flowers aud my own beauufu
mistress, said the young maiden. in q
trembling and slightly mnulnful voice.
but such things make me sad and unhap-
py, when know ought to be grateful
and conlented. But will go
How wildly the heart of Ernest Dun.
more throbbed aud palptated when his
eyes met those of Stella May. The
brightest dream, the loveliest faucy, the
sweetest vision of his poets soul, looked
on him through those eyes-the one EN-.
bodimenl of all his heart had longcd for
aud not found-lived, breathed before
him! The pure, girlish, spiritual brow
the deep, dreamy, shadowy eyes--the
sweet mouth, beautiful in its expressions
of subdued repose--the eloquent color
coming and going in her cheek, just a:
The thoughts come and went in her soul
There was proud reserve mingled with
the inefllbc grace of her manner, that nc
process could surpass. Ernest almost
forgot To notice her hand, till she raised
it to smooth back truant curl that had
stolen from the confinement of her straw
hat. 1t was tie hand he had looked tol
eight years! She wore but one glove
where was its matel Ernest smiled anc
his heart gave bound against the little
white treasure that had again found it,
way To his vest pocket. Aud he had once
held that hand in his had pressed it t.
his lips; and would he ever clasp it again
For Ernest Dunmore was proud mill
iouure, aud Stella May was dressing
maidl ...f .. #.a ...... ....
They passed first before lovely pic
ture OF sunset all Italian scene. Stell
gazed at it with flushed cheek anl
: Frightening eye. ..t..
Doyuu love Italy!--would you like Il
visit it Miss May2 ,.
have DIRE Imed Off ever, replied tht
young girl raising her soft eyes innocentl
To her compauion's face.
There was something peculiar in hi
earnezt gaze and the silken lashes droop
ed slowly towards the deepening color il
her cheek. lsldore Allen observed tn
manner of both, and when Stella reste
her eyes. she curled her full lip yer
slightly, but it called the crimson to tha
gentle brow, and flash of pride othos
, deep beautiful eyes. lsadore was sorr
: in a moment-she was usually so kin
nslderate; but Ernest had excite
;Nl, and she was jealous of he
But sho knew Mr. Dur
pd and fastidous, and tn
smiled al her own val
s,picture | told you o
as the four passe
ng.
kpqhv9 please sir. to bu
by mother, repeated Erne
eyes fixed on the maiden
NV aside the curtain,