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Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-09-01
The assessors in Ohio under Al

|. The assessors in Ohio under an
act of the Legislature, bic endeav-
ored to ascertain the toA number
of sheep killed and ipjdd by dogs
during the year 1858. lhe returns
from only a few countis disclose a
fearful amount Of slajhter. In
eleven counties 7,054yheep were
killed, and 1850 wounf. the ag-
gregate loss being $55#2.
Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-09-01
There are Eve hundred a

There are Eve hundred and
eleven Lodges of Odd Fellows in
Pennsylvania, with forty-two .hous-
and Eve hundred and forty-two con.
tributing members. The receipts Of
the Order for. the year ending June
Both, we're S225,966, and the
amount paid for relief Sl10,076.
Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-09-01
-s>~O~>~-

RATHER HIGH-At the close o.
the horticultural Exhibition al
Louisville last Saturday, some of the
peaches which had been on exhibition
were sold at one dollar and fifty
cents p apiece.
Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-09-01

The clergy, in Ohio, are beginning
to carry politics into the pulpit, and
have conyoked a state clerical con-
vention, in aid of the claims Of
one Of the Presidential candidates.
Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1859-09-01
Stone Shop !

TIVE undersigned has opened
Il shop in Petersburg. and IS PIE 81 -
pared to execute all kinds OF work Sx+-.
in bis line, whether for buildings or ~
graye-yards, IN a satisfactory manner, II
and on terms cheaper than can oe -
had In any other towr. Orders respectfully
solicited and promptly filed.
May 5-sm+. w. II. PEACH.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Contents Of the Dead-Letter Office.

The Washington Constitution advertises
the catalogue Of letters which have accumula-
ted in the dead-letter Office since l848. The
department have used every EFFORT to restore
them to their proper owners, and, being una
Bile to deliver them, they are now to be sold
for the postage, the proceeds, if any, after
paying charges, to be deposited in the United
States Treasury, subject to ORDER, should the
proper owners hereafter be found
The catalogue embraces coats, hats socks,
drawers, gloves, scarfs suspenders, patent in.
railing tube, gold pens, pencils, and all kinds
of jewery imaginable, undersleeves, fans, hand
kerchiefs, box of dissecting Instruments, pock-
ct Bibles, children's dresses, lace collars, but
tons, cloth, purses, slippers, ehemises, bed
quilts, boots, shirts, gafs for game fowls, corn
field hoe, black silk basque, hoods, shawls.
CATERS, cigar-ease, fbox, spectacfes, false
teeth, night caps, brogans, aprons, pantaEettes,
ear-trumpet, shoulder-bracess silk flag, enc
hundred catechsms, watch crystals, edging.
and a thousand other things too numerous to
mention No pawn-broker's shop ever excell-
sed1in variety the collection at the Dead Letter
Of6ce m
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Beautiful Extract.

The following waif aHoat on the sea
of reading" we clip from an exchange
f" Men seldom think of the great event
of death until the shadows fall across
their own path, hiding forever from their
their eyes the traces of loved ones whose
living smiles were the sunlight of their
existence. Death is the great antagonist
of life, and the cold thought of the tonic
is the skeleton of all feasts. We do not
want to go through the dark valley, al
though its passage may lead to paradise;
and with Charles Lamb we do not want
to lie down in the muddy grave, even
with kings and princes for our bed fel.
lows. But the fat of nature is inexora.
BILE. There is no appeal from the great
law which dooms us to dust. We flourish
and we fade as the leaves of the forest,
and the flower that blooms and withcrs
in day has not Trailer hold upon life
than the mightiest monarch that ever
shook the earth with his footsteps. Gen.
CREATIONS OF men appear and vanish as the
grass, and the countless multitude which
throngs the world to day will to-morro W
disappear as the footsteps on the shore. y
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
How to Stop Blood.

Housek eepers,: mechanics and others, 10
handling knives, tools, or any sharp in
struments, very frequently receive severe
cuts, from which blood flows profusely
and oftentimes endaDgering life ITSELF
Blood may be made to cease to flow, as
follows Take the 6ne dust of tea, bind
it close to the wound; at all times acees
sible, and easily to be obtained. After
the blood has ceased to flow, laudanum
may be advantageously applied to the
wound. Due regard to these instruc
tons will save agitation of the mind. and
running for the surgeon, who would,
probably, make no better prescription if
he were present. 4e12Nsh
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Reverse of Fortune.

The Troy Times says that the uncertainties
in the prospects and success Of American life
are no where better illustrated than in the
career Of Senator Douglas Two years ago
he was next to Gen Cass, the richest man in
public life in the country; now, if not bank
rupt, he is the next thing to it. Spending
money by thousands upon politics for his own
advancement, and living extravagantiy both
at Washington and Chicago, he has nearly
ruined himself in a pecuniaFy point of view
Two months ago, he seemed to have more in
fuence than any other man in the country;
everybody was talking about him, and people
were rallying to his support for the next Pres
idency with an enthusiasm which marked him
as the coming man; to-day there are none so
poor as to do him reverence. The Southern
Democracy have ceased to fear him, and the
Northern to worship him. But saddest of all
his health has failed him, and the strong,
hearty, robust man of no less than mouth
ago, is to-day a stricken invalid, with dis
ease nearly always fatal. If he Survives, his
physical constitution will be so altered and
reduced, that he must hereafter pay the
penalty of reckless disregard of the laws of
health heretofore. His whole future is likely
to be affected by these circumstances. No
where does health fail so rapidly, wealth pass
SO quickly, or popularity vanish so suddenly
as in our fast. age and nation, and Mr.. Doug
las is the best illustration of it to be had.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Capital Answer.

aT "a professorof universal. knowledge
had put upEhis sign near the palace Of ar
Oriental prince, who suddenly came in
upon the pretender, and put his wisdom
TO the test. 4x
|. f" So thou kuowest all things" said the
king; then tell me to morrow morning
these three things only, or thou shalt lose
thy head First, how many baskets of
earth there are in yonder mountain p
Secondly, how much is the king worth I?
And, thirdly, what is the king thinking
Of at the time.
Tho professor was distressed beyond
measure, and in his apartments rolled
Upon the carpet in agony, for be knew
that he must die on. the morrow. His
geryant learned the trouble, and offered
to appear before the king and take his
chance Of answering the questions. The
next morning, the servant, clothed in his
masters robes, presented himself to his
majesty, who was deceived by his appear
ance and the king proceeded. s
"tfell me, now, how many baskets Of
esrth In yonder mountain ~
b. THAT depends upon circumstances =
II the baskets are as large as the noun.
tain, one will hold it; if half as large
two; if quarter, four; and so on"
The king had to be satisfied, and pro
ceededs ga
Now tell me how much the king i:
worth 2" -
Well, your majesty. the King Of
Heaven and Earth was sold thirty piece:
of silver, ] conclude you are worth one
piece. :" a oa
This was 50 witty an escape, that the
king laughed and went on
49, Now, once more, tell me what am
thinking OFF,
You are now thinking that you are
talking with the professor, whereas it is
only his servant"
Well done," said the king, "yot
shall have your reward. and your master
shall not lose his head"
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08

MA country school master one day
announced to his pupils that an examina-
ton would soon take place. IF you are
examined in geography" said he, "you
will surely be asked, of what shape is the
EARTH and if you should not remember.
just look at me, and ! will show you my
snuff box to remind you that it is round i.
Unfortunately the school master had
two snaf boxes-a round oae, which he
carried on Sunday, and a square one,
which he carried during the week.
The fatal day having arrived. the Class
in geography was duly called out, and
the question asked-'What is the shape
of the earth?"
The first boy, appalled, at the appear
.ance of the examining committee, felt
embarrassed, and glanced at the master,
who at once pointed to his snuff box.
Sir" boldly answered the boy, It's
round on Sunday, and square all the rest
of the week."
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Not All Alone.

Not all alone for thou canst hold
Communion sweet with saint and sage
And gather germs, of price untold,
From many a consecrated page!
Youths dreams, the golden light of age,
The poets lore, are still thine own;
Then, while such themes thy thoughts engaa'
oh, how eanst thou be all alonel
Not alb alone the lark s rich note,
AS mounting up to heaven she sings
The Thousand sivery notes that fost
Above, below, on mornings wings
The softer murmurs ~ light brings
The crickets chirp, cicada's glee j;
All earth. that Tyre of myriad strings,
Is jnbilant with life for thee.
Not all alone the whispering trees,
The ripping brook, the starry sky,
Have each peculiar hsrmonies
To soothe, subdue, and sanctify
The low, sweet breath Of evenings sigh,
For thee hath oft friendly tone,
To lift thy grateful thoughts on high.
And. say-tho art not adj alone!
Not all alone; watchful Eye,
That notes the wandering sparrows AaiJ,
A saving hand is ever nigh,
A gracious power attends the CALI
When sadness holds the heart Ia thrall,
Oft ii His tendeFest mercy shown
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Our Strap 8ook
Young America W onders.

Wonder. why mamma keeps Bridget at
home from Church to work all day, and
then says its wicked for me to build my
rabbit house on Sunday. 80
Wonder why our minister bnught that
pretty. cane with the yellow lions head
on the top, and then asked me for my
cent to put in the missionary box. Don t
| want d jewsharp as much as be wanted
a cane?
Wonder what makes pa tell those nice
stories to visitors, about his hiding the
masters rattan when be went to school,
and about his running away from the
school mistress when she was going to
whip him. and then shut me-up all day In
a dark room because tried. Just once, to
be as smart as he was? 4
Wonder why mamma tells pa he is
cross. when he comes home at night and
says his tea is cold, and then ties hand
kerchief over my mouth SO that / can
neither speuk ror breathe, because hap.
pened to say she was cross?
Wonder what made papa say that
wicked swore word when Betsey upset
the ink all over his papers, and then slap.
ped my ears because | said it when my
kite string broke? NH
Wonder what makes tho preacher man
make fun of spiritualist people, and say
there amt no ghosts, and then say that
the devil goes about like q roarin'. lion
only yon can't see him, to devour bad
boys7 A a alf &tH8C8
Wonder why mamma told Bridget the
oth'r day, to say she was not at home
when Tommy Days mother called, and
then puts me to bed without any supper
every time | tell lie?
Oh dear there are lots of things
want to know How / wish / was q
man ! a
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
A GOOD YARN.

In the village of W., lived man who
had once been judge of the county, and
was known all over it by the name Of
Judge L. He kept store and saw mill
and was always sure to have the best ol
bargain on his side, by which means he
had gained an ample fortune, and some
did not hesitate to call him the biggest
rascal in the world He vas very con-
ceited, withal, and used todelight to brag
of his business capacity. when any one
was near to listen. One rainy day as
quite number were seated around the
store, he began, as usual. to tell of his
great bargains, and at last wound up with
the expression-"Nobody has ever cheat.
ed me- nor they can't. neither /"
Judge" said an old man of the com.
pany, I've cheated you MORN you ever
did me-"
How so?' said the Judge.
IF you'll promise you won't 90 to law
about it, nor do nothing. I'll tell; or else
| wont; you're too much Of law char
acter for me-"
Lets heart let's heart" cried half a
dozen voices at once.
I'm promise" said the Judge, and
treat in the bargain, if you have"
well. do you remember that wagon
you robbed me out of ?"
Il never robbed you out of any wagon:
only got the best of a4SsSaain," said
the Judge.
swell, I made up my mind to have it
back, and
You never did !" interrupted the cute
Judge.
g Yes I did. and interest too"
"How so?" thdndered the now enraged
Judge.
swell you see, Judge, sold you ore
day very nice pine log, and bargaired
with you for lot more. Well, that log
| stole off your pile, down by your mill
the night before, and the next day I sold
it to you. Tire pext night drew it back
home, and sold it to you the next day,
and SO kept ON until you bought your
own log of me twenty seven times I"
That's lie p exclaimed the infuria-
ted judge. ruuaing to his.bo0ks and ex-
aiming his log accounts; you never sold
me twerty.seVen logs of the same meas.
nrement."
Il know it," said the vender in logs.
By drawing it back and forth, the end
wore off; and as it wore, | kept cutting
the end off, until it was only ten feet
long-just fourteen feet shorter than it
was The first time brought it; and hen
it got so short. drew it home again and
worked it UP into shingles, and the next
week you bought the shingles, and then
| concluded | had got my wagon back
and slowed away in my pocket book"
The exclamation Of the Judge was
drowned in the shouts of the by ISLANDERS,
and the log drawer found the door with.
out the promised treat. And to SEQ a
madman, you have only to ask the Judge if
he ever was shaved.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08

BAGefNe GAME BY MEANS OF THE TELEGRAPH
WIKt. "A telegraph line repairer from this
city, found under the telegraph wires of New
ton, n H., yesterday, a partridge, dead, but
still warm, which had been killed in a singular
manner. In flying across the line, the wire
had passed between the bill, splitting the head
and cutting off the tongue and thus killing
>him instantly. We understand woodeock are
often found dead under the wires, where they
hang low. This is caused by the actual force
of the collision, and not, as many suppose,
FROM any injurious effect of the electric cur
rent. Boston Trareller
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
H@- sim getting fat" as the loafer
said when be was stealing lard.

PA7IENCE.-When Deacon BIS
wife died, the bereaved husband endeav.
oTed to console himseif by gaining the
smiles of a pretty servant girl in bis fam
lily, whose name was Patience-but the
grey hairs and wrinkled yisage OF the
worthy man we're unsuccessful pleaders
in the court of love, and she would en-.
courage none Of his advances. At length
the village clergyman paid visit to tho
deacon, and con1eled with him upon the
loss which he had sustained.
you must eudeayor to be resigned"
said the parson. land under this affecting
dispensaGion. you will fnditadyisablc TO-
have patience"
well said the deacon with sudden
animation in his manner, L have, to speak
the truth. been trying her little, but she
seems to be rather ofishF
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08

The way of the World.


JoHN G. SAKE has lately published volume
,ems. One of the best-thc idea of which, Il
eface says, was furnished In story in Fraser
agazine"-is the following:
A youth would marry maiden,
For fair and fond vas she;
But she was rich, and he was poor,
And so it might no. be.
A lady never could wear
Her mother held it FIRM
A gown that came of an India plant,
Instead of an India worm
And so the cruel word was spoken;
And so it was two hearts were broken.
A youth would AIRY maiden,
For fair and fond was she;
But he was high, and she was low,
And so it might not be.
A man who had worn spur,
An ancient battle won,
Had sent it down with great renown,
To goad his future son =
And so the cruel word was spoken
And so it was two hearts were broken.
4 youth would marry maiden,
For fair and fond was she;
But their sires disputed about the Mass,
And said it might not be.
couple of wicked Kings,
Three hundred years agone,
Had played at game CT chess,
And the church had been pawn!-
And so the cruel word was spoken;
And so it was two hearts were broken.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
John Browns Letter to His Family.
CHARLESTON PRISON.
JEFFERSON Co., Va, Nov. 80.


JEFFERSON Co., Va, Nov. 80.
My Dearly Beloved Wife, Sons and Daugh
tiers, Everyone:-
AS l now begin what is probably the
last letter | shall ever write to any OF
you, ] conclude to write to all at the
same time. | will mention some little
matters particularly applicable to little
property concerns in another place.
| recently received letter from my
wife, from near Philadelphia, dated No.
rember %, by which it would seem that
she was about giving up the idea of see
ing me again. ] had written her to come
on if she felt equal to the undertaking
but do not know that she will get nv
letter in time. 1t was on her own &C.
count chiefly that | asked her to stay
back. At first l had a most strong de.
sire to see her again, but there appeared
to be very serious objections; and should
we never meet again in this life, | trust
that she will in the end be satisfied it
was for the best at least, if not most for
her comfort. / enclosed in my last let.
ter to her draft for $50 from John Jay
made payable to her order. have now
another to send her. from my excellent
old friend Edward Harris, of Woonsock
ct, r. l., for 800, which l shall also
make payable to Der order.
am waiting the hour of my public
murder with great composure of mind
and cheerfulness, feeling the strong assn
rance that in 10 other possible way could
| be used to SO much advantage to the
cause of good and humanity. and that
nothing that | or all my family have sac
rifced or suffered will be lost. The re
lection that wise and merciful, as we'll
as just and Holy God, rules not the af
fairs of the world, but of all worlds, is a
rock to set our feet upon under all cir.
cumstances-eveR those more severely
trying ones into which our own feelings
and wrongs have placed US. j have now
no doubt but that our seeming disaster
will ultimately result in the most glori-
GUS success; SO, my dear shattered and
broken family, be of good cheer, and
believe and trust in Gcd with all your
heart, and with all your soul; for He
doeth all things we'll. Do not feel
ashamed on my account, nor for one mo-
ment despair Of the cause or grow weary
of we'll doing. | bless God ] never felt
stronger confidence in the certain and
near approach of bright morning and
a glorious day, than have felt, and do
now feel, since my confinement here. |
am endeavoring to return, like a poor
prodigal as | am, to- my Father, against
whom have always sinned, in the hope
that he may kindly and forgiyingly meet
me, though very great way off.
Oh my dear wife and children, would
to God you could know how have been
Travelling in birth for you all, that no
one Of you may fail Of the grace OF God.
Through Jesus Christ--that no one OF
you may be blind to the truth and glori-
GUS light of his Word. in which life and
Immortality are brought to light, | be.
seech you every one, to make the Bible
your daily and nightly study, with a
Ichildlike, honest, candid, teachabe spirit
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Home without a Mother.

What is home without mother?
What are all the joys we meet,
When her loving smile no longer
Greets the coming of our feet 7
The days seem long, the nights are drearys
And the time rolls slowly on;
And, 0, how few are childhood's pleasures,
When her gentle care is gore.
Things We prize are first to vanish
Hearts we love, to pass away;
And how soon even in our childhood,
We behold her turning grey.
Her eyes grow dim, her step is slower,
Her joys of earth are past,
And before we learn to know her,
She hath bfeathed on earth her last.
Other hearts may have their sorrows,
Griefs that quickly die away,
But mother lost in childhood
Grieves the heart from day to day.
We miss her kind and willing hand,
Her fond and earnest care;
And o, how dear is life around us,
What's home without mothers thereg
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-08
Golden Days of November

The autumn chill creeps over our years;
The autumn frosts on our heads are falling;
And beyond the winter of death and tears
We can hear sometimes, the snow-birds calling.
White hairs upon the wrinkled brow
truce to time will soon be- waving
While the scanty fruit on branch and bough
But little fulfls our youths large craving.
Thank God fer a late autumnal smile
That kindles to flame the dying ember!
Sit down, old heart, and be placid awhile,
In these golden days of November
Who says the best of our lives are past?
Who says that no more the angels love u.s.
While the heart of nature seems so vast,
And her kiss of peace is Bending above US
There's soft, warm mist on field and hill,
Where the Indian of this Second Summer
Sis spirit game i chasing still,
As he did ere the reign of the white new conner.
Away from the happy hunting grounds
Whose tribes his dusky legons member
lie comes, they say, when the echo sounds,
In those golden days of November.
Once more throw upon the window-pane,
Unfasten the heart for an hour again,
While this golden glory overhows it.
Sit down in memory by the streams
That dabbled our feet in the days so early
When the budding germs of crimes and schemes
Crept under the locks so brown and curly.
Crawl out in the sunshine, crippled age,
Though brighter Gun you may we'll remember
Oh, happy for you if your closing page
u BE these golden days of November.
Is it Summer No! the branches are bare,
And we listen in vain for the song birds singing
calm-but a treacherous calm is the air,
And forth will the winds like hounds be springng
Creep in, old age, to your hearth againl
Shut down the sash, and bar the shutter!
One utumn comes, but two will remain,
If we trust what childhood's heart may utter.
Let the night come down with its chilly haze,-
Let the storm beat out the falling ember.
We have looked our last the trcacherous days
The golden days of November.