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Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
LIrcRFIELD CCoNN,) THURSDAY SEPTEMBER s 1851.

their sacredness of character lasts but as long as their mortal coil and this is ab- breviated without ceremony, and from the most worldly motives, In life the pig is free-is hnmored he ranges the street: he reposes in thoroughfares ; he walks between your horses legs or your own; he is everywhere respected but let the thread of his existence be sever> and shade of Mahomet! !! what change !! They think in Cincinnati of nothing but making the most of him. How many of
 his kind perish annually to cement tbe vast prosperity of this city. cannot be told. About thirty years ago, when it contained one-tifLh of it's existing popula- tion, few bold speculators began the trade. Selecting the hams and the sides of the animal, they made pickled pork of the rest they took small account soon however, the idea occurred to one more acute than his fellows, that heads and the feet, nay, even the spine and the vertebrae, might be turned to account. Trotters and cheeks had their partisans, and these parts look up ia the market. About this time the makers of sausages caught the inspiration: they found these luxurles saleable ; and so many pigs were to be slaughtered that the butchers were willing to do it for noihing--that is to say for the perquisites of the entrals and offal alone, The next step was due u the genius of France. A Frenchman established a brush manufactory, and created market for the bristles but his ingenuity was ouldone by one of his countrymen, who soon after arriyed.-- This man was determined. it seems, to share the spells; and thinking nothing elso left, collected the fine hair or wool, washed, dried and curled it, and stuffed mattresses with it but he was mistaken in thinking nothing else left, as yet little was done with the lard; they invented machines and sqeezed the oil of it-- the refuse they threw away. Mistaken men again! this refuse was tho substance of stearine candles, and made fortune for the discoverer of the secret. Lastly, came one wfa could pass chemistry into the service of Mammon; he saw the blood of countless swine flowing the gutters of the city 1t was aii that was left of them; but it went to his heart to see it thrown away; he pondered long. and collected the stream in:o reservoirs, made prussi. ate of potass from it by the ton. The pig was used up.
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18

IStiH GaotAer .State.-It appears iron the Addison Mich.) ExpositOr that the people of the Upper Peninsula" are de manding a separate government. l says:
 In the first place there is 10 geogI aph ical connection between the two peninsu las--separated not only by water, but ii the winter by hundreds 0f miles of drea " wilderness. they have no communica lion with us except by travelling on snov shoes through the trackless forest. ane her Representatives must start som three months before the opening of th session, or stay at home. They hay within themselves everything requisit for an important State. Her miner wealth is just beginning to develope it's. her 6sherIss are h thsir infancy, and hh agricultural advantages have besn waste undevTaled-all these, together With , commercial resources. will mako an ier' pogsaus State of North Michigan. Al
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
WHOLE No. l27O. No 10.

Jones's preaching, for he would sit in the corner of the church and cooperate with great satisfaction to himself and that minister. Seeing this worthy bro- ther standing before the door, the good humole disciple rode up to the fence. and after the usual salutation, accosted him thus:
 Brother P. have you heard the news?'
 Why, what news. brother S., any. thing strange 2
 Why, they say old Father Jones has been sent to the Penitentiary for one year.
 On hearing this, brother F., with un. affected astonishment, indulged himself in such remarks as
 Why, you don't say so.' Is it possi> ble 2 'ls it really a fact 2
 'Why,' says brother S., T guess there is no mistake about it! I heard it from brother C., and he saw it in the papers, so reckon it must be so r
 We'll says brother F., setting him. self down on the truth of the rumor: Now brother S., can't say that ain't surprised at this but. between you and me. always thought old man Jones wasn't the right kind of man. The fact is, he's better in the penitentiary than out of it, and I told my wife that he'd go there some day.
 Having thus delivered himself of his opinion, and after similar comments, bro- ther S., left him without explanation. as. tonished and amused at the effect of his information.
 How brother P. felt when he learned the truth about it we never heard. This is laughable anecdote, and Illustrates the fact that many people are disposed to kick any body down hill who has ;n their opinion got astart that way.
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
Letter from a Lady Traveller. ST. PAUL. Min. Ter. July l2th. '5l,

To-day we are having the first token of tha 2 nn.na"h -e .L~ paA .;~e- .. aiu
 from Pembina. Rough looking men
 with packs of skins upon their backs. o
 driving a low rude cart, with an OK har.
 messed ln. are now and then passing ou,
 hotel. The whole train is but a shorI
 distance behind them they say.
 The annual train from Pembina, and
 Lord Selkirk's colony. is one of the reg. ular events of the summer at St. Paul. Pembina is the most northern of our VII settlements. It has nearly thousand inhabitants, while Lord Sclkirk's colony in the British possessions, just over the line, numbers six or seven thousand. They arc Scotch, French and Engli h, many of them half>breeds. They live by hunting and agriculture, though how any thing can grow in so cold country, one could never guess but every year they come to St. Paul to dispose of their furs, and to provide themselves with such ne- cessa:les, as they cannot otherwise ob. tain. Hardy. healthy. active and brave, they are yet primitive in their dress and habits; and the six weeks that their OK and dog trains are upon the road, does not improve their appearance. Should there ever be any easier mode of reach. ing their northern homes, than the slow and tedious ono now pursued, it would be like opening new world to travellers so strange are they all in their habits. looks. and manners! With scrap from a St. Paul newspaper of last January, showing how these people get their news in the winter time, 1 will close.
 James McGuy and Adam Kelly, Red River half-breeds, arrived at St. Paul on Wednesday last, February 5, 1851, with dog train, bringing the mail from Sel> kirk settlement, from which place they started on the 18th of January, making a rip of 800 miles in 24 days!! Six days 'f that time. they were unable to travel n consequence of snow storms. At one 1 ime they were overtaken on e prairie | bout 70 miles this side of Pembina, and or protection took refuge under bank f snow. where they remained thirty ours without food. They travelled the 'hele distance from Selkirk to Swan Ri- CT. about 100 miles north of this place n snow shoes. the dog train carrying heir provisions and mallr' |!
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
For the Enquirer. The Death of YamOYden.

Night in the fores; Not sound is heard
 Save tbe wild death call ol the omen bird, Save from Yamoy den's wigwam rude and lone. Escapes that mighty warrior dying groan, Thy voice. Great Spirit, calls me loud and long, king is going to his grave! Owanda. dearest. sing me the death-song, The death-chant for the valiant brave! Tho red browed maiden wiped her tear-f!led In vain she cannot sing that s,rain Oh, Father, Father! wild Owanda sighs, And on his bosom wceps again. When even Hope no longer soothes their woes When Life's last joy is flying, An. who can dream the agony of those
 That watch beside the dying? That see the mute yet fond and sweet farewell, K, '. .l-~--s'. S.r-.-----..-.=-~.- Frcm eyes that v'n in death look back to tell Loves ties are never broken. Those whispered words we cannot understand, The agonizing parting kiss We feel the cold dea,h-pre-.ure Of the hand Earth knows no misery Ike this
 
 Struggling with Death that father lay, Who to her life had been lhe guiding star, To light and cheer its lonely way. His voice grew faint. and as he srove to speak Farewell to Il his seul held dear, Big drops coursed down that Indian warriors
 cheek.
 Which ne CT before had known a tear We yet know not how near ihe splrt.land, Dearest, 90 lhis our world may be; The mysteries we cannot understand.
 That veil the spillt's ministry, But when our much loved Indian Summer fair Steals sadly on the fading year-- When dreamy tho'ts come floating thro' the ar, And the bright spirit t-word seems near- When autumn casts her robe of fire around, Sweet voices breathe in every glen, And fl ,ws the river with sadder sound Oh think of me I'M NEAR THEE THEN I'm EVER thee from my home above,
 To guard and guide ihes day by day, Sha bend fathers eye-a fathers love Still hovers round thee on thy way. Daughter dearest, aga in the Spirit calls;
 A moment more and must go; Lay me where the last ray of sunlight falls Meath the oak. with my spear ard bow. sOh father! could not live without thee: Each bird and flowing river Would speak in strains oi saddest meio y- Never more shalt see him-never! Great Spirit, hear me must my taher die Oh no-iI cannot, must not be; An what means that wild death glance ot hts
 eye?
 Oh father, let me go with thee 7 Her prayer is heard. Morn rose upon the dead. The Aaw.b,av :. i,h her warrior sire hath fed.
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
GOlebrook, 1priL %. 1913.

 DEAR CoUsINs- The C"leh' Ook sweet which you've expected By me IS duly recnllected And yet feel ashamed 10 send it., Not being So good as intended. The men with whom did agree For first rate sugar from the tree, At this late hour are deep the dumps in, Their stock too small for home consumu ton. And who'd believe man of fine sense, For such black sugar would give nine-pence Yet to this price must say amen, Such Is the maple sugar famine; I'm forced to buy it at the slo.e, The weight is-twenty pounds-no more. Should il disgrace your silver tea spoon, Then send 1t back to Nus Lee soon, Cndisobiged will receive it, And either eat it up, or leave it. So here's an end to my sad duty, A iruitless effort 10 be witty; And there's enough, you'll sure agree, From your fond uncle,
 CHAUNcEx LIE. 1'o Cousin tlezekiah c. l. And hts dear consoIt Betsey Lee.
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
Old Father Iones.

The Lawrenceburg Press tells the fol.
 lowing:
 Two or three yeas ago. if our memory
 serves us rightly. old Father Jones was appointed Chaplain of the Stals Prison and 8 very proper appointment it was. At the time when the encouragement of this fact was made. . member of the Methodist Church. residing within inc range og one OC the circuits where he had preached for yeaas. having some business 10 transact with one of bis neighbons, got on his bosss. and having to pass by the house Of another 2, had been all thedays | 'f his manhood sealcus. active. epiTited member. prompt in tis responses of amen" and such like. and always seem- 'd peculiarly delighted with Father
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
TAe Hog Used EJp.

A travelling correspondent of Fraser's lAgasine' writes from Cincinnati. and bus describes the economy by which she Og is used up:
 "What croeodiles were in Egypt. what 'ows are in Bengal. or storkS in Holland, gs gre hare. with tfi6ing difference
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
REMOVAL.

Dr.. BOSTWICK has removed his re esideuce to Mir. J. l.. Judd's, at the Abbe Place, South street, Mig ght call CTS will please rap at the north door, Office us heretofore.
 Lstchfeld, Jan 27, 1851.
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18

HtALL aG BRADF0hD's any time within N slsy days-GoF Crest Bargalns, iO' Cssh.
 WoleOsIvllls, July a ii
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
q ile lport's Gornrr.
Roetie Enistle, ].

A correspondent m Pennsy lvania sends us the following Episile from the late Rev. Chan, cey Lee. D D to his kinsman, Hezekiah C. Lee of Salisbury.--IGD. ENe,
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
]. G. BATTERSON'S MARRLE WORKS.

Haryord, Conn. Monuments and Tomhs of American and Italian Marble. Baptismal Fonts. Mu- Tal Tabiris. Urns, Vases. Manties Tahle Tops, Italian Tile for
 FiO"rs, Sc , constantly on hand Or furnished to order. Hartford. June lst. ly4
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18

NILES, 1900 dog. w. & Butchers files con- IT sisting of every size and kind. now opens ing by hoLCoMb S L'oN' s3 Water street Bridgeport.
 oUSE FURNISHING HARDWARE. a LII full and complete assortment by
 HoLcoMB < LYON. MARRIAGE MAKERS GOODS, Axles. O Springs, Shafis. Carriage Bows, Bolts Bone snd Ivory Slides, LiniHg Nails, Ivory dead Screws, Scanning Cord. &c. -
 HoLCoMB & LYON. TLUE:. boEax. emery. 60 bbls glue aesortsd Osixes. 10 cases Wood's Refined B"fax 2S casks super6ne Lonaon emery, by
 t1oLcoMB & L TON. e3 Wales street DEidgepnst
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
LOST,

A nl.ACK LACE vEiL-supposed In "A North or South streets. The fladeS wsll ba rewarded hy FetnFnlng le Co tho 0wn. eE. Enqnlge at thls 0hlee. ...a
 | iIehAeid, Aug. eS, ieoi' 'IwiO
Litchfield enquirer., 1851-09-18
C. M. HOOK FER.
Removal.

Da VAILL has removed to the "BisselI HHs-." south sIte "f East st. Office as betOre over he store recently "ccupiedby S. P B"lles Esl. All calls III rhe line of his professi"n, .ft .,irra nt< hrnse nr nii.s will oe'prompt> Iy attended to
 Lnchie!d, March 20. 1851
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17

Ice IN THE SoUTH.-A gentleman who
had been in the ice trade at st Thomas.
relates some funny anecdotes about the
natives there, and the idea they have of the
"Boston hard water" He once sold a
lump to a gentleman, who sent a colored
servant for it, with directions to have it kept
for the dinner table. The servant took
it home, and inquired of the cook how it
was to be prepared. After considerable
discussion in the kitchen cabinet, it was
decided to have it boiled. At dinner the
gentleman called for it, and was in high
glee, for he had drank iced Champagne
in the States, and felt a mighty hank
ering for a second trial of the same bever-
age. Soon Sambo made his appearance.
with eyes rolling on the outside and grin.
ming like a frightened monkey.
Where is The ice, SamboP demanded
the gentleman.
90! CORY, massa !" replied Sambo, 81
put him in the pot and boiled him for more'n
half an hour, and when ! went to look for
him, he wasn't dar."
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17
Obeying Orders.

A certain General of the United States
army, ~supposing his %favorite horse dead,
ordered an Irishman to 60 and skin him.
What is Silver tail dead p asked Pat.
What's that to you ?" replied the Of
icer. do as | bid you, and ask no
questions"
Pat went about his business, and in an
hour or two returned.
Well, Pat, where have you been to all
this time p asked the General.
SHINING the horse, your honor"
Does 1t take nearly two hours to per-
form such an operation p
mo yer honor, but thin you see it
tuck bout half an hour to catch him.
alive" "'S nc
Yes, yer honor-and you know I
couldn't skin him alive"
SKI" SKI him alive did you kill him p"
oh.n 40 De sure | did you know | must
ooey your orders without asking any cues.
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17
The Printer and the Dutohman.

AJoUPNEYMAN PRINTER lately set out on
foot for the interior of Ohio, a distance of
FIVE hundred miles, with an old brass rule,
and three dollars cash in his pocket. He
soon found himself in Pennsylvania, and
being weary, called at the inn of a Dutch
man, whom he found quietly smoking his
pipe, when the following dialogue ensu-
ed.
"Vell, Mishter Walking Sthick, vat you
yant?"
Refreshments and repose."
"SaPper and lOdging, [ rcckonW
Yes, sir, supper and lodging"
"Pe you a Yankee pedIer, nit chewelry
in your pack to cheat tie gals? ~
No, sir no Yankee pedler."
A singing teacher, too lazy to work 2"
Ono, sir"
"a chenteel shoemaker, vot stchav till
Saturday night, and laysh drunk in de porch
Offer Sunday 2"
Ono, sir, or | should have mended nv
boots before this. But | am not disposed
longer to submit to this ontlandish maui
sltlon, Can YOU give me supper and lodg-
ingsT
Tshortely. But vot be you? A book
achent taking honest peoples money for
a little larnin' that only makes 'em lazy?"
Try again, your worship"
"A dentist, breaking lie peoples chaws,
at a tollar a schnag, and running off nit old
Shambock's daughter?
"NO. sir. no tOo1h.nuIlnr u
"Kerhologus, den, feeling tie young folks
heads, like so many cabbitch, and charg-
ing twenty-five cents for telling their for.
tunes, like a bland Yankee?"
Ono; no p~hrenologist, either, your ox-
celency."
"YelI, den vot de tile are you? Choost
tell, and you shall have some of de best
sassage for supper, and stchay all night,
free gratis, mltout charging you a cent;
nit a chill of whlskey to start on before
breakfast"
Every well, your honor. 70 terminate
the colloquy without further c~ircumIocu.
ton, | am an humble disciple of Faust-a
professor Of the art preseryatiye of all arts
"a typographer, at your seryice!'
"Fotsch dat2"
"a printer, sir, a man hat prints books
and newspapers"
GA man vot prints noospapers! Oh
yaw yaw! By Choopiter-aye aye datsch
it! a man vot prints nooshpapers-yaw,
yaw! Walk up, walk up, Mish,er Brinter
Cheems, take de chentIeman's pack off.
Chohn, pring some junks to de fire. A
man vot prints nooshpapers! Ioish l may
be shot fl didn't think you waS a tam
tailor :"
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17
Hard of Hearing.
A LOVE STORY.

A YOUNG Jonathan once courted the
DAUGHTER of an old man that lived "dowI
east" who professcd to be deficient in hear
inc. but. forsooth, was more captious than
limited in hearing, as the sequel will show.
twas a stormy night in the ides ofMarch,
if mistake not, when Lightning, and loud
meals of thunder answered thunder, that
Jonathan sat by the old mans Preside, dis
c%ussinr, with the old lady, This intended
mother-in law the expediency of asking
the old mans permission to marry "Sal."
Jonathan resolved to "pop it" to the old
man the next day. Night passed, and
by the dawn Of another day the old man
was found in his barn-lot feeding pigs.
Jonathan rose from bed early in the morn
ing. spied the old man feeding his pigs, and
resolved to ask him fer Sal.
Scarce had a minute elapsed, after Jona-
than made his resolution, ere he bid the
old man "good morning" Now Jonathan's
heart beat; now he scratched his head, and
ever and anon gave birth TO a pensive yawn.
Jonathan declared that he'd as lief take
thirty-nine "stripes'' as to ask the old man ;
but" said he, aloud to himself, "however,
here's 90 it, a faint heart never won a fair
girl" and addressed the old man thus:
81 say, old man, | want to marry your
daughter"
Old man.--"You want to borrow my
halter. | would lend il to you, Jonathan,
but my son has taken it and rome off to the
mill"
Misunderstanding his mouth close to
the old mans ear, and speaking in a deaf
ening voice. 'Tve got five hundred pounds
of money !"
Old housekeeping back as if greatly
alarmed, and eXcIaiming, in a voice of sur
prise. "You have got five hundred pounds
Of honey? Whit in the mischief can you
do with so much honey, Jonathanl Why,
it is more than all the ~neighbors have use
for"
Jonathan. -(Not yet a victim of despair,
and putting his mouth to the old mans ear
bawIed out GIVE got gold"
Old Man.-''So have |, Jonathan, and
it's the worst cold | ever had in my life"
So saying, he sneezed a "wash-up."
By this time the old lady came up, and
having observed Jonathan's unfortunate
luck, she put her mouth to the old mans
ear, and screamed like a wounded Yahoo:
Daddy, say, Daddy, you don't under
stand-he wants to marry our daughter"
Old Manu- told him our calf halter
was gone"
Old Lady.-"Why, daddy, you don't un-
derstand he's got gold! he's richW
Old Man.-"He's got a cold end The itch,
ell! What's he doing here with the itch,
ell 4? So saying, the old man aimed a
blow al Jonathan's head with his walking
cane; but happily for Jonathan, he lodged
1t. Nor did the rage of the old man stop
at this, but with angry countenance he
made after jonathan, who took to his
heels; nor did Jonathan's luck stop here
he had not got out of the barn-yard, nor far
from the old man, who run him a close
race, ere Jonathan studied his toe and fell
to the ground, and before the old man could
take up" he stumbled over Jonathan, and
fell SPRAYING IN a mud hole. Jonathan
Sprang TO his heels, and with the speed of
John GlIpln, cleared himself. And poor
Sal! she died a MN. Meier had no hus-
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17
Aneodote of an Indian Preacher.

In former times, one Of the preachers Of
the Michigan Indians, situated on the banks
Of the Thames, between Norwich and New
London, America, was preaching on the
language Of Solomon ;--"Cast thy bread
upon the waters, for thou shalt find it after
many days.'-Eccies. a., |. 70 illustrate
his subject, and enforce the duty of benev-
]olence, he related a circumstance connect
ed with his early days, as follows "A GER
tain man was going from Norwich to New.
London with a loaded team on attempting
to ascend the hill where Indian lives, he
found his team could not draw his load he
came to Indian and got him TO help him
with his ken. After he got up, he asked
the Indian what there was to pay. Indian
told him TO do as much for somebody else.
Some time afterwards, the Indian wanted a
canoe he went up Shetucket River, found
a tree and made him one. When he got it
done, he could not get it to the river. Ac-
c%ordingly, he wen to a man, and offered
him all the money he had, if he would go
aud draw il to the river for him. The man
said he would 60. After getting to the river,
Indian offered to pay him. No. said the
man; don't you recoIlect SO long ago help
ing a man up the hill by your house 2
Yes We'll, | am the man; there, take
your canoe and 60 home.' So | find it after
many days"
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17
Definite

We hope none of our good "Calvanist
brethren" will take offence, besause we
copy the following, They have queer
nicknames "out West" for all sorts of peo-
pie:
A traveller called at nightGall at a farm
er's house, the owner being from home, the
mother and daughter being alone, refused
to lodge the traveller. How far then, said
he, to a house where a preacher can get
lodgings7 Oh, if you are a preacher, said
the old lady, you can stay here. Accord
ingly he dismounted. He deposited his
saddle-bags i'll the house, and led his horse
to the stable. Meanwhile the mother and
daughter were debating the point as to what
kind of a preacher he was. He cannot be
a Presbyterian, said the one for he is not
dressed well enough. He is not a Methodist
said the other, for his coat is not the right
cut for a Methodist. If | could find his
Hymn Book, said the daughter, | could
tell what sort of a preacher he is, and with
that thrust her hand into the saddle. bags
and pulling out a flask of liquor, she ex-
cIaimed-"La! mother, he's a Hard-Shell-
ed Baptist !"
Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-04-17

the farmers of the central and eastern portions
of the State, if they are willing this matter
should rest SO? Can we not raise good fruit for
ourselves, land a little for market, too,) and can
we not have a Horticultural or Pathological So
ciety, as well as they of the western part of the
State? With these remarks, leave the sab
ject to the consideration of those whom it inter-
ests. ALEX. S. PHELPS.
Wailsfeld- Mnrch 81. 1851.