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ibid NOT THINK OF THAT.

One day as Mr.. Lawson, a merchant tailor,
stood at his cutting board, 4 poorly dressed
woman entered his shop, and approaching
him, asked, with some embarrassment and IL
midity, if he had any work to give ont.
"What can you do7'' asked the tailor, look
ing coldly upon his visitor.
81 can make pantaloonS and rests,'' answer
ed the girl.
s.Have you ever worked for a merchant tai
Ior ~ he asked.
eyes. sir have worked for Mr.. Wright >
replied the girl.
.Has he nothing for you to do 2"
ono, not Just now; he has regular hands who
always get the preference"
"Did your work suit him ?''
s.Hc never found fault with it,
Where do You live 20
ssIn Cherry street, No
NJ Lawson stood and mused for shorttim
"I have vest here" he at length said, ta-
king small bundle from the shelf, (Which |
want by tomorrow evening at the latest. II
you think you can do it very neatly, and have
II done in time, you can take it,
ssIt shall be done in time,' said the young
woman, reaching out eagerly for the bundle.
s.And remember, / shall expect it well made
II like your work will give you more.'
~ will endeavor to please yOu,' returned
che young girl.
ssTo-morrow evening, recollect."
eyes, sir; 1 VIII have it DONE
The girl turned and went quickly away.
In back room, in the third story OF an old
h. rff fna
poor sewing girl. As she entered, she said in
cheerful voice to her sick sister
"Mary, l have got work it is a vest, and 1
must have it done by tomorrow evening"
ssCan you finish it in timer inquired the
invalid in a feeble voice.
ooh, yes, easily"
1t proved to be white Marseilles. As soon
as the invalid saw this, she said,-s.I'm afraid
you will not be able to get it done III time, Ell
ien you are not fast with the needle and be-
sides, you are very far from being well''
s'Don't fear in the least, Mary; 1 viii do all
! engaged to do
It was after dark the next night when Ellen
finished the garment. She was weary and
faint, having taken no food since morning
The want of everything, and particularly for
herself and sister, made seventy-five cents.
the sum she expected to receive for making
the vest, a treasure in her Imagination She
hurried off with the vest the moment it was
finished, saying to her sister, 81 viii be back as
soon as possible, and bring you some cordial,
and something for our supper and breakfast"
"Here it is half past eight O'Clock, and the
vest is not In yet," said Mr.. Lawson, in a fret
full tone. ssI had my doubts about the girl
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14
Do TT YOURsELVEs. BOYS.

Do not ask the teacher, or some clasSmate
to solve that hard problem. Do it yourselves.
You might as welilet them eat your dinner,
as ':do your sums for you. 1t is in studying,
as in eating; he that does it gets the benefit;
and not he that sees it done. In almost any
school, l would give more for what the teach
er learns, than for what the best scholar learns
simply because the teacher is compelled to
solve all the had problems, and answer the
questions of the lazy boTs. Do not ask him
to parse the difficult words or assist you in the
performance of any of your studies. Do it
yourself. Never mind, though they look as
dark as Egypt. Don't ask even hint from
anybody. Try again. Every trial increases
your ability, and you will finally succeed by
dint of the very wisdom and strength gained
in the effort, even though at first the problem
was beyond your skill. 1t is the study and
not the answer that really rewards your pains
Look ut that boy who has succeeded, after
six hours hard study, perhaps; how his large
eyes are lit up with proud joy, as he marches
to his class. He treads like conquorer. And
well he may. Last night his lamp burned
late, and this morning he walked at dawn
tried his last thoughts but new thought strikes
him as he ponders the last process. He tries
once more and succeeds; and mark the
air of conscious strength with which he pro-
nounces his demonstration. His poor, weak
schoolmate, who gave up that same problem
after his first feint trial, now looks up to him
with something of wonder, superior being.
And he is superior. That problem lies there,
great gulf between those boys who stood
yesterday side by side. They willneyer stand
together as equals again. The boy that did it
for himself has taken stride upward, and
what is better still, has gained strength to
take other and greater ones. The boy who
waited to see others do it, has lost both strength
and courage, and is already looking for some
good excuse to give up school and study for
ever.-Conn. School Journal.
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The Last of the Randolph's.

A southern correspondent of the Home jour
nal sends the following interesting sketch:
seDuring the summer of 1854 had some bu-
siness transactions which called me to the
county of Charlotte, in lower Virginia. A
mild and lovely Sabbath morning found me
seated in one of the comfortably cushioned
pews of the village church at the Court House.
AS it wanted few minutes TO the hour of SER
vice, my eye wandered over the large and re-
spectful looking audience assembled, and was
finally attracted by very eccentric individual
who just entering-a rather aged man,
tail, of dark complexion, long white hair wa
wing plentifully over bis shoulders, and an
equally venerable beard flowing on his breast.
His step was active and graceful, his form
erect and manly. But his peculiar actions
were in striking contrast TO his dignifed ap-
pearance. At first l thought him only eccen-
tric, but few moments of further observa-
tion proved to me that he'was insane.
'sImmcdiately on entering the pew he knelt
towards the WALL crossed himself, and, appa-
rently, repeated prayer. He then sat down,
drew out white cambric, delicately perfum-
ed, wiped his brow, removed his gloves strok-
ed it and read, examined his cane, used bis
hand kcrchief again-and all the time keeping
himself in constant motion. say all the time,
but, occasionally. he was passive for a few
minutcs-his attention apparently aroused by
some truths from the minster-but these times
were rare. His countenance assumed all
kinds OF expressions. Contempt, alarm, plea
"A
cross ii in rapid succession. 1t reminded me
more Of what children call 'nla1ing faces than
anything else.
ssAfter the services were over, ascertaincd
that this gentleman was no other than the neph-
ew of John Randolph, of Roanoke. He calls
himself Sir John st. George Randolph, and is
sole heir to his celebrated uncle. Randolph
himself, remarked with bitterness, during his
last days, that their blood flowed in the veins
of but one single scion, and he was deaf, danb
and insane. So much for human greatness
The subject of this sketch-although Physical
Iy, and now mental&y, defective-had mind
cultivated in the highest degree. In his youth
he was sent to Paris, where, under the protec-
tion OF celebrated abbe, he received thoro'
education. Having the capacity TO receive,
and the wealth to command, no pains were
spared in the Improvement of his intellectual
faculties. But it was labor lost for, on re-
turning to his home in Virginia, he met Hith,
and loved young lady, whom he addressed,
but was refused, on account of his physical de-
fects. On becoming aware Of the truth he
was plunged in the most profound grief, from
which he was at last aroused but-insane.
s.He has considerable wealth, which is man
aged by his friends; and, being harmless, he
comes and goes when he pleases, and is graft
fed in all his whms. Wrecked as his mind
is, he still commands respect; and his peculiar
manners do not attract the attention of his ae-
quaintances, or excite merriment, as one
would suppose"
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called to utter uninteliisible sounds; to be bid
den by nature to more and by the teacher to
sit still, and to be siiI to wait with wideopen,
wondering eyes, at a mysterious banquet of
knowledge, and to find scarcely crumb fall
ling from the table for them, was but too often
their portion. Like the children of Israel, in
the land of bondage, they could not but ''see
that they were in evil ease.' Yet, as NOR !
culture gains its true prominence, the 'spriso-
ners will be brought forth from the prison
houses" and admitted as favoured students of
that science which endureth, when ssif there
be tongues they shall cease, if there be knowl-
edge it shall vanish away
In bespeaking due share of attention for
those almost infantine pupils, which surely in
promiscuous schools have been too much, and
too long neglected, it may be well to consider
the force and vitality Of early Impressions
Close observers of character perceive that
they may spring up in unexpected forms,
through every period of future life. When
the seed is forgotten, when the hand that
sowed it moulders in dust, it may be perfect
ing its fruit.
With what tenacity do the aged cling to the
=
are to them comparatively divested of interest.
The hopes and passions, which agitate young
hearts. have grown powerless. They are pom
dering the far-of lines of ife's first pages, and
the atmosphere Of age, seems to act like the
chemists art, in restoring the time-worn
manuscript. Tell them of the news, the fash
ions, the changes of the day. You win but a
divided attention. The heart is el5ewhere.-
The past has taken possession of their whole
being. They are with the dead, burying their
dead, causing the dry bones to be anew
covered with living flesh. The voice of their.
mother in the cradle-hymn, comes back to-
them, when the ear is deaf to the melody of
sssingIng men and singing women" The les
sons of their earliest teachers, the scenery of
their first school, are vivid before them, when
they are about to pass from the discipline of
earth to the rewards of eternity.
Il is said of the aged Swiss and Germans, in
the more anciently settled parts of Pennsylva-
MIA. that when death approaches, they are heard
to speak in the language learned in infancy,
though they had been for years unsccustomed
to their use. Teachers of primary schools!
have you ever thought that the words which
you utter to the little ones at your feet, the
counsels which now they seem so lightly tore
gard, may grave themselves with the point
Of a diamond, and go with their souls to the
jud gment OF the Great Day? Have you not,
indeed, dignifed vocation, standing as you
do next 10 the mother, and she next to God
taking into your hand that which is never to
die, and promising to restore 1t, TO those who
entrusted it, not only uninjured, but brighter,,
and more precious? Let your own deport-
nent, your own life, be the lesson of your
young pupils. Be diligent, be conscientious,
be prayerful, be yourselves what you require
of them to become, and doubt not that the
Divine blessing will animate and repay your
labours.
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14
VOL. 2.-NO. 15.-TOTAL 67.
What Newspaper does without a
Reward.

Reward.
! The result of my observation enables me to
state a fact. that publishers of newspapers
are more poorly rewarded than any other class
of men in the United States who invest an
equal amount of labor, capital and thonght.-
They are expected to do moro service for less
pay, to stand more sponging and ssdead head
ing to puff and defend more people, and
sorts of people, without fee or hope for reward,
than any other class
They credit longer and wider; get oftener
cheated suffer more pecuniary loss and
oftener the victims of misplaced confidence;
than any other community. People pay a
printers bill more reluctantly than any other.
1t goes harder with them to expend dollar on
valuable newspaper, than ten on needless
gew-gaw; yet everybody avails himself of tho
service of the editors and printers ink. How
many professional regulations and fortunes
have been Grated and sustained by the friend
ly, though unrequitted pen of the editor p
How many embryo towns and cities have been
brought into notice, and pufed into prosperity
by the press 2 How many railroads now in
successful operation, would have been found
cred for the assistance Of the ssever that moves
the world ;'' Ia short what branch OF Ameri-
can industry, or activity, has not yet been pro-
NOTED, stimulated and defended fy the pressl
And who has rendered it more than miserable
pittancc for its mighty service? The bazars
OF fashion and folly, the haunts of appetite and
dissipation are throaged with an eager crowd
bearing gold in their palms, and the commodi-
ties there vended are sold at enormous profits
though intrinscally worthless and paid for tho
scrupulous punctuality while the counting
room Of the newspaper is the seat OF jewing,
trade orders and pennies. 1t is made point
OF honor to liquidate grog bill, but not of
dishonor TO repudiato printers bill.-W Wafer
ford Dispatch.
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14
BY Fl. BUCHER SW0OPE.
TUF WIFE OF THE INEBRIATE.

BY ROBERT T. CONRAD
lovely thing is the light that joy
Ger the young and gentle throws,
When tn he budding heart love futtereth,
As the humming-b bird the rose:
But the grace of grief, DER beauty thrown,
Is lovelier thing, ween;
It is the pale moon holy light,
When it silvereth a summery scene.
am thinking of her saw last night,
Of her dark and persive oye,
Which melted into angel thoughts,
And shonc like a star-lit sky; dreams
Her voicc-'twas the voice that We hear in
Or the rivulet tones of May y
Eye, voice, and all arc with me now,
And never can pass away!
He-oncehe young hearts joy-drew near,
And he sat him by her side:
What wa. it wrung her gentle brow!
What flushed her timid pride
His soul is sealed TO the poisOn-hend
His breath is breath Of flame;
And gibbering heavily there he sat
And rocked in his idiot shame.
Amid stranger throng
fclt it would be a JOY TO die
For that gentle being wrong.
With her quiyerirg lip aud her swimming eye
And her mute and crushed despair,
She looked as grief in heaven would lock,
II grief e'er entered thore.
How beautiful, thus sorrOw-croWned,
That faultlcss face and form
AS fair, as pale as the sun-lit cloud
When tortured by the storm.
Earth, sky and sea are beautiful,
But earth, nor sky, nor sea,
Hath aught SO sadly swectly bright
Deserted one as thee!
And thou. the lost, who hast thrown away
gem earth could not buy
Proud joys are thine-and eheaply bought
But go! drink deep and die
Ay. churi to thy dizzy reyel go,
And raise the Bacchsnt roar;
Drink, drink. and die, that thy loathly form
May blot God s earth no more
Woman What gloom on thy sinless path
Mans selfish vices fling
uis ever the maniac joys Of guilt;
But thine, alas the sting!
How many gentle heart thus crushed;
How many form laid low
o, the scraphs pause in their hymns of bliss,
To weep DER woman's Woe,
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14
To Stop Potatoes Rotting.

An experienced agriculturist informs us,
that about six years ago, he applied Stacked
Inns TO potatoes that were nearly rotten, and
that it Immediately arrested the decay. Po-
tatoes that were partly rotten when the lime
was applied, remained as they were, the pro-
gress of the rot being stopped; while potatoes
to which the limo not applied, continued
TO rot, and were lost Since then he has mado
it a constant practice to apply slaked lime to
his potatoes, as he takes them up. He puts
tatoes are to be laid, and sprinkles some of it
over the potatoes-about every ten inches,
they are put down. He considers this as per-
fectly protecting them from rotting, as he has
never had rotten potato SINCE he has practis-
cd it; and he believes, also, that potatoes thus
used, are rendered better by the action of the
lime. We advise the farmers to try this plan,
as it can easily be done by them all.
The VIsIT RETURSED--Fo Foltaire and Piron
We're passing some time in cottage. One
day Piron wrote on Foltaire's door, ssrogue.''
As soon as Yoltaire saw it, he went to see Pi-
ron, who said to him-:-ssWhat has procured
me the pleasure of seeing youl'' FHs4
ssSir,'' replied Voltaire, 81 saw your name
upon my door, and came TO return your visit
WARTs.-The oil from the outside shell Of
Walnu:s or Butternuts, will cure warts by a
few applications.
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14
SELFIsHNESS.

God hath written upon the flowers that
sweeten the air-upon the breeze that rocks
tho flower on the sten-upon the rain drop
that freshens the sprig of moss that lifts its
head in the desert-upon tho ocean that rocks
every swimmer in its deep chambers-upon
every pencied shell that sleeps in the caverns
of the deep, no less than upon the mighty sun
which warns and cheers millions of creatures
| that live in its light-upon his works her has
written-s'none of us liveth for himself.''-
And probably we were wise enough to under
stand these works, we should find that there is
nothing-from the cold stone in the earth or
the minutest creature that breathcs-which
may not, in some way or other. minister to
| the happiness of some living creature. We
admire and praise that flower that best answers
the end for which it was created, and bestows
the most pleasure. We value and praise that
horse, which best answers the end for which it
was created, and the tree that bears fruit the
most rich and abundant the star that is the
most useful in the heavens is the star that we
admire the most.
And is it not reasonable, that MAN, to.whom
the whole creation, from the flower up to the
the power of comforting deeper misery or high
er happiness, than any being on earth-man.
who can act like God if he willis it not rea-
sonabe that he should live for the noble end
of living, not to himself but for others?
49, -
BoISTERoUs PREACHISG.-A celebrated di-
vine, who was remarkable in the first period of
his ministry for loud and boisterous mode of
-. III
ner, and a6dopted a mild and dspassionate
mode of delivery. One of his hearers inquired
the reason, and the answer was: ssWhen was
young thought it was the thunder that killed
peoplc--but when I grew wise, l found it was
the lightning; so | determined to thunder
,ess, and lightning more in FUTURE
WHAT IS A FRIEND 2--Punch says friend
is one who jumps down and puts on the drag,
when he finds that you're going down hill too
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14

WHAT Is A FRIEND 2--Punch says friend
is one who jumps down and puts ON the drag,
when he finds that you're going down hill too
fast.
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14

Dr The young lady in Paris, who lately
made her fortieth ascent in balloon, has GER
tainly taste for moving in the upper circles.
Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1855-11-14

WARTs.-The oil from the outside she'll of
Walnu:s or Butternuts, will cure warts by a
few applications.
The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1855-05-04
Incons,.,ency from Interest.

The editor Of the American Railroad
Journal is zealously laboring to prove
inconsistency on the part of Hon. .. H..
Smith, in some of his statements. Let him
prove any inconsistency he may on the part
of Mr.. Smith, and we will point out much
more inconsistent gentleman in the person
of Mr.. Poor. We cannot conceive any
greater possible inconsistency, of which the
editor of prominent railroad journal could
be guilty, than after having lent strong aid
and comfort to a certain enterprise, and Civ
en- it the full influence Of his paper, to wheel
around and grossly attack the very enter.
prise he had previously been warmly recon-
mending. Had Mr.. Poor in this case pre-
viously been writing in profound ignorance!
Had he been instructing others on a subjec,
of which he himself knew nothing! If he
be wise now, how absurdly ignorant must be
have been when he commenced enlightenine
the public on the subject Of this Straight
Line Railroad! No-Mr. Poor had the fact:
and figures before him when he wrote hi;
first article on this road. If deceived, hs
deceived himself, and afterwards deceived
his readers. The fact is, the President o
this road had not then declined to assist Mr.
Poor with material aid to support him a
Washington as a lobby member. When i
was found "black mail" could not be leve
on the President, then, and not till then, di
Mr.. Poor change his entire policy towar
this road. and proved guilty of grosser in
consistency than he dare attempt to prov
on MIR. Smith,
The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1855-05-04
The Railroad Journa,,. Artic,e.

At the request of the editor of the Amer.
lean Rail Road Journal, we republish from
that paper of the Gath, an article on the sub
ject of the E., /. g. C. Straight Line rail-
road, or rather an article on the subject of
Hon. o. H. Smith, in which the Straight
Line Railroad is brought in as secondary
matter, or the object to be punished for err.
rors in an individual. We omit the latter
part of the Journals article, as it relates &C.
ctusiueiy to Mr.. Smith, and has nothing to do
with rendering justice to Mr.. Poor, or at the
best does him but poor justice.
We have already replied to portion of
this article, and exposed thus far the duplic..-
ty of its author; and we had intended to-day
fully reviewing the other positions assumed
by Mr.. Poor, but have just understood that
the report Of the President of the E. I. g.
c. Straight Line Railroad will be out in a
few days, and therefore withhold our remarks
till its appearance. AS we have shown Mr..
Poor the courtesy TO republish his article
we shall ask of him the same favor to COPY
our reply when it appears, not in justice to
US, but in justice to the enterprise upon
which he has made most nwarrantable at
tack.
The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1855-05-04

~ In a recent ride through the lower
part of Vanderburgh, and the neighbcring
section of Posey, we were pleased TO see
the wheat crops looking admirably. One
old farmer, disposed to look for evil ahead
shook his head when we asked him abou,
the condition of his crops and prospects.
"Don't like 'em-it won't do" said he dis
pondingly.
"Won't do! Why you've got the bes
field of wheat in the county,"
"Ah, that's it. You see things look to-
well entirely. There will be frost, or smut
or rot, or something or other to hurt 'em-
see if there amt; always the way"
Now that old fellow would have been tear
ing around at terrible rate if his crops had'n
been excellent. AS it is, he has determines
to see evil anyhow. Some men will thu
make themselves miserable by anticipating
evil everywhere although surrounded by thu
Presents brightest blessings.
The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1855-05-04
Terre Haute EiectIou.

The American party elected every candi-
date in Terre Haute by large majority. Mr..
Hook was their candidate for Mayor. The
American says:
The greatest contest ever witnessed at a
Municipal Election in this city, came off yes
terday, and resulted as We always predicted
it would-in total defeat Of 'Shanghaies, y
Sag NIGHTS, anti-Liquor Law men, and dis.
affected X. Ms. Terre Haute has herself
immortal honor and has shown to the world
most distinctly where she stands-upon the
important question of the day. "Sam" was
abroad--did his work quietly but well. The
most sanguine friends of the peoples
Ticket had never dared to hope for such a
triumph. and the rejoicing on the part OF the
victorious candidates and their friends j:
heartfelt and thrilling. AS for the great
defeated party, "resquiescat in pace"-with
them we have no further war, until another
canvass opens.