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New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-09-06

ELM HALL PLANTATION, Feb. 4, 1859.
Mr.. Thompson, New Orleans La:
S-Hsvng been engaged engineer sugar panta
tons for eight and during that time had
of with Bagasse furnaces Of different kinda
happy to your furnace far sxesls all others i
uniform fire and much larger quantity of steam
feel confident that your furnace with proper supply OF
boiler and the Reux apparatus will make steam to do all OF
cord Of wood the hid take pleasure
recommending your all may
them. Yours, truly,
New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1859-09-06

fSlGARs-A FEW cABAKAs PRKNsADos, to Close q
~ invoice, for sals by BARELlI CO.,
nyNH q Common ASaDts
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
Knitting Machines.

A Yankee boy at Norfolk, Conn,
named Edward Kilbourn, now twenty.
FIVE years old, has, during four years
past, been exercising his ingenuity on
the matter of knitting machines, till he
has patented, both in this country and
Great Britain, a machine which bids fan
to make as much OF a revolution in the
manufacture of knit goods, whether silk
cotton, or wool, as Whitney's cotton-gin
did in the cotton manufacture. He
bought an ordinary knitting loom, and,
while making socks, alterations seemed
to suggest themselves, till he had made
application for twenty four improvements
eighteen of which were accepted aud
the result is virtually an entirely new
machine. Its chief feature is that the
work runs rapidly through-asin an odri-
nary weaving loom-widening and mar
rowing according to pattern, and without
the necessity of stopping to let down or
take up stitches. The advantages gained
are seen in the fact that knitting which
is done elsewhere at a cost of S. or over
per dozen can be done in Norfolk for
twenty-five cents cents per dozen, or per.
haps less. Ono machine will knit one
dozen pairs of drawers each dag. and one
girl can tend three machines. New ma
chimes are building that will knit two
drawers at a time, or two dozen drawers
er day. One person can knit four dozen
drawers per day.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
PRAY for Me-

Among the curious, and, we may add
the symphathizing crowd of visitors a,
the Jail this morning. there was one who
wished to get the autograph Of Peter
Corrie, one of the unfortunate young
men doomed to die upon the gallows ere
the hourssef noon to morrow. The gentle
manly Deputy Warden, Capt. Owens
entered the cell Of the unfortunate pris
oner, after the departure Of the Rev. Mr.
Foley and several Sisters OF Charity
who had been engaged in persuading him
to look for a blissfal state of immor
tality beyond the grave. The doomed
man considered the request for a short
time, but Instead Of writing his autograph,
as desired, took up a pen. and Inscribed
upon the sheet of paper before him, only
these words Pray for Me-"
These words comprise a complete sen
tence of the most affecting nature
They indicated that the name OF the
writer vas no longer of any earthly ac-
ount--that his humane body was, as 1t
were, doomed quickly to the earth from
whence it came and that the prayers and
applications of all we're needed for the
salvation of his sonl.-BaItsmore R6p16'
ican, Tth.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
A Mothers Influence.

The following illustration of the power
of a mothers influence, was given by
Wendell Phillips, recently, in a public
speech which he made in New York
Il was told a story to-day, so touching
in reference to this, that you mustlet me
tell it. 1t is a temperance case, but..will
illustrate this just as well. 1t is a sto
ry Of a mother IN the green hills of Yer
mont, holding by the right hand, q son of
sixteen years, mad with love of the sea.
AS she stood by the garden gate, one
sunny morning, she said !" Edward, they
tell me-for | never saw the ocean-that
the great temptation Of a seaman's life is
drink. Promise me before you quit your
mothers hand, that you will never drink
And, said he-for he told me the story
Il gave her the promise, and went the
broad earth over Calcutta, the Medit.
erranean, San Francisco, the Cape of
Good Hope, the north pole and the south
Il saw them all in forty years, and l
aever saw a glass filled with sparkling
liquor, but that my mothers form by the
garden gate, on the green hills of Yer
mont, did rise up before me; and to day
at sixty, my lips are innocent Of the
taste OF liquor" Was not that sweet ev-
ldence Of the power of a single word p
Yet that was not half. For" said he,
" Yesterday there came into my counting
room Q young man of forty, and asked
me, DO you know me? No. WE'LL"
said he, +" vas brought drunk into your
presence on ship board !; yeu we're q pas
senger the captain kicked me aside J;
you took me to your berth, and kept me
there until | had slept off the ~intoxica
ton ; you then asked me if | had a moth.
er ; ! said | never knew q word from her
lips /; you told me OF yours at the garden
gate, and to-day | am master of one of
the finest packets in New York, and am
come to ask you to call and see me-
how far that little candle threw its
beams ! That mothers word on the green
hillside of Vermont o, God be thank
ed for the mighty power of O single word.p
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
Swallowing a Bullet.

A Highland shepherd, while mumbling
a small bullet between his teeth, unfor
tunately let it escape from them, and
slip into the windpipe. He coughed in
cessantly for two hours, after which he
had slight inconvenience, beyond a little
occasional dry cough, till the middle of
the following day, when he was attacked
with shiyering, headache, and deep pain
in the right side Of the chest. The shiv.
ering and headache ceased, but the pain
continued and he was excessively drow-
sy. On the evening Of the third day he
was seen by DR.. Macraf, who, being sat
isied of the Judgment of the bullet, di
rected the man not to be strapped secure.
ly to a common chair, that he might be
easily suspended from the rafters Of the
roof with head downward, in order that
the chest might be conveniently shaken
by a rapid succession of sudden smart
jerks, and that the weight Of the bullet
might favor its escape from its seat in
the lungs" He was kept depending as
long as he could endure such an uncom.
Portable position, and then placed III the
horizontal position for a few minutes to
rest. When sufficiently recruited, he was
hung up again. Upon being taken down
the first time, he described the pain in
his breast as moved nearer to the top of
his chest, and during the third suspension
he joyfully exclaimed .Thanig-a.thanlg-
a + E. 1t has come, it has come !" in the
Grelic languagel immediately after a
smart shaking aud a few convalsive
retching coughs, be spat the little bullet
from his mouth. 81
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
For the Monmouth Weekly Herald.
A Maiden's S0IiIOquys

Men cannot love! oh no, they cannot love!
They are by nature prone to coarser things;
They cannet like a woman soar above,
And live by love, to which alone she clings.
Thus said a maiden with a saddened heart,
As quickly from her sight her lover fed
Why did he thus so hastily depart2
Why not upon his bosom hold my head.
Why did he not, as was his wont to do,
Fondly around my waist his arm %sntwine,
And draw me nearer to his heart so true,
Until my lips touched his, and his touched mine
Why did he not caress as once he did,
And call me by those sweet cndearing names?
Alas! for him my bitterest tears are shed;
Awake l think of him-of him in dreams.
Why did he not as ever, until now,
Within his hand my own so fcndly press,
And raise it to his broad and noble brow,
And in his usual manner still caress?
What change has come upon him All, l fear
His passions but the transient love of men,,
Which though at first may seem to be sincere,
To cope with womaR's love it never can.
April 20, 1859. &c.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
F1r the Monmouth Weekly Herald.
HISTORY OF MONMOUTH;
OR,
The Papers of James Careful Esq
NO. VIII.
The old Church.

Very a the Monmouth battle field,
stands that venerable edi6ce, known as
the "Old Church." 1t is the First Pres
byterian Church of Freehold, and was
built in the rear 1853. How antique its
appearance, with its old graveyard, and
aged grove of forest trees, standing like
great sentinels, keeping a constant watch
over the many monumentless graves OF
true old patriots! A sacred spot, indeed.
is this. For two centuries public wor.
ship has been performed here ; for, above
a hundred years ago, there stood upon the
site of the present church, another edifce,
in which men prayed and sang thoil
praises, as we now sing our anthems oil
joy and thankfulness.
Strange tales of blood come down to
us with its sacred history. AT the time
of the battle, a person while sitting on q
grave stone, in the yard. was mortally
wounded by a cannon ball. He waz car
ried into the church, and there died. His
blood stained the floor, and one of the
seats, and remains visible to the present
day, a melancholy memento, in this house
of God, of those dark and troublesome
times. And poor Col. Monckton Of the
British Grenadiers, who was killed at
Monmouth, lies buried within six feet of
of the west end of the. church. He was
a gallant officer, and of splendid personal
appearance But he is almost forgotten.
The country that sent him to fight, have
left him buried beneath the American
sod, with no monument to mark the spot,
and tell the stranger where he lies. But
some benevolent hand, perhaps a fellow
countryman-perhaps a true American
soldier, whose heart loved a brave man,
even though he be in the enemy's ranks,
has rudely carved upon a timber of the
church, the name Of Col. Monckton.-
May angels press the hand that bestowed
this tribute of affection upon a brave
man.
Our ~imaginations love to linger about
the echoing walls of this grand old pile.
On this spot, within these walls, the
healthy eloquence Of the great Whitfield,
made the affections of men to dwell
awhile in heaven, while they never for
got the sore troubles that rolled over the
heads of their fellows. There it was,
that David Brainard learnt men how to
love God ; and here the pious Tennents
labored and prayed many years ago.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
In Memoriam.

He came from Erin's Emerald ISLE"
Where many a bard his harp hath strung
He saw the land where honest toll,
Relaxed his brow, as Freedom sung
And here a deathless name he won,
That brightly shines as yonder sun.
With ardent zeal and sacred fire,
Full long he taught the way to Heaven;
His work was blessed-his hearts de- ire
To God and human veal was given;
The strife was fought, the victory gained,
And LIES Immortal Crown obtained.
Ye Classic Shades, where Learning's Seat
Cleans brightly in the rosy dawn
The Muse dear and loved retreat.
That looks DER yonder howery lawn;
Ye ne'er will cease his name to breathe,
Where sleeps his honored dust in death.
Thy sons, with light and wisdom blest,
Thy Finley's memory dye shall keep;
And oil as twilight paints the West,
Mild Eve with tears Of dew shall weep,
And grass and flowers shall sweetly bloom,
To deck his consecrated tomb.
LlTcHFIELB, April 10, 1859.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

1F Trials increase with age but the
path of the just shineth more and more
unto the perfect day.
&B Prayer was not invented it was
born with the first sight, with the first
Joy, the first sorrow Of the human heart
or rather, mar was born to pray ; to glo.
rify God, or to imp.ose Him, was his only
mission here below all else perishes be.
fore him, or with him ; but the cry OF
glory, of admiration or of love which he
raises towards the Creator, does not per-
lsh on his passing from the earth-it re
ascends, it resounds from age to age in
the ear of the Almighty like the echo of
his own voice, like the reflection of his
own voice, like the reflection of his own
m~agni6cencc. 1t is the only thing in
man which is wholly divine, and which
he can exhale with JOY and pride, is a
homage to Him to whom.homage is alone
due-the Infinite Being.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
A New Bank Lock Without any
Key or Key-Hole.

we thought we had obtained the ne
plus ultra of arithmetical and mechanical
ingenuity, when we got our Railroad
Press, which registers and numbers every
ticket, it prints as inteiligibly as a clerk
with more infallible accuracy.
But we were shown today an invention
In which the principle of arithmetical
combination is carried out and applied
to new use with surprising results. This
is a bank lock which absolutely defes
the skill of Hobbs.
1t works in this wise. Around the
door knob of the bank is a small brass
index, on which are numbers from 1 TO
100. You lock the door and then set
the index to any number you please (say
I'd by turning to the right. You then
set u to a second number (say 95) by
turning it to the left, and then a third
number (say 18) by turning it to the
right again. You then give it a twirl
and go off and leave it.
In the middle of the night, up comes a
burglar with his dark lantern and skele
ton keys. He examines the lock. No
use for skeleton keys, for there is no KEY
hole to put them in. No use for gunpow
der, for there is no place to pour it,
There is a round brass knob with figures
round it That is all. Clearly, his only
way to get in, is to turn the knob to the
right number.
He begins to try. He turns it to
every number On the index, from 1 to
100 trying the door each time. No 60.
He turns it back to every number from
100 to 1. Still no go, When he reaches
the right number, there ia no click or
any other intimation that he has reached
it, and he is as likely to pass it as to
stop. Granting even that he accidently
hits ON the first number, he must lose it
in trying to find the second and third
lie has to find the three right numbers,
and find them III the same order that you
set them and keep each when fouud-iu
other words, he must find the right one
out OF over a million combinations of fig
ures If the night was as long as Ne
thuselah's life, the morning would find
him at his u~nayailing work.
At nine O'Clock you come along turn
the handle to the right numbers in sue
c%ession, open the bank with perfect ease,
and attend to business.
1t is no use to knock down the Cashier
on his way home at night, to rob him of
the key. He has no key. The key,
such as it is, is left in the door, All the
Cashier has, is the memory of certain fig
ures in his head where they can't be got
at.
Neither does its excellence depend on
complex and secret mechanism. 1t is
very simple. Anybody can understand
it, the more completely he comprehends
the impossibility of unlocking it.
One of the chief troubles of most bank
locks is, that they get out of order. A
cog is worn, or a spring ~falters, and the
lock won't turn, and then the Bank Off
GERS are kept out as the burglars. But
this one has no springs. 1t cannot fall
ter. 1t must turn when the right mum.
bers are known, and no amount Of
strenth can turu it when when they are
not.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
Prescott the Historian.

The Salem tMass.) Register says VIZ
have heard that the accident which de.
prived him Of the use Of one eye, and
subsequently so impaired the power Of
vision in the other, was occasiOned by a
blow from q crust ofbread thrown across
the room by a fellow studentin Commons
Hall, near the close Of his college career.
This seeming calamity changed the whole
current of his life, which he intended to
devote to legal pursuits, and finally led
him into that brilliant career as a histor-
ian. in which be has achieved such a
world-renowned honor for himself and
his country"
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
From Lonafeuo0's neo Uolune of Poems.
German Funeral Song.


Come forth come on, with solemn song!
The road Is short, the rest is long;
The Lord brought here, He calls awayi
Make no delay,
This home was for a passing day.
Here In an inn a stranger dwelt;
Here JOY and grief by turns he felt:
Poor dwelling, now we close thy door,
Thy task is DER,
The sojourner returns no more.
Now, of a lasting home possessed.
He goes to seek a deeper rest;
Good night the day was sultry here.
In toll and fear,
Good night the night is cool and clear.
Chime on ye bells again begin,
And ring the Sabbath morning in;
The laborer's weekday work is done,
The rest begun,
Which Christ has for his people won
Now open TO us, gates of peace!
Here let the rilgrim's journey cease;
Ye quiet s~lumberers make room
In your still home.
Fer a new stranger who has comet
How many graves around us lie;
How many homes are in the sky;
Yes, for each saint doth Christ prepare
A place with care;
Thy home is waiting, brother, there.
Jesus, thou reignest, Lord, alone,
Thou wilt return and claim thy own;
Come quickly, Lord return again,
Amenl amen!
Thine seal ms ever, nov and then.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
Summer is Coming.
BY JOHN R. REDEN.


Bright and joyful days are coming
Days all free from care;
When we'll hear the wild bee humming
In the meadow fair!
When at morn the dew shall glisten
Brightly in the aun,
Aud each ear with rapture listen
TO the song begun,
By the songsters Of the morning,
That in glee viii sing,
OF all natures fair adjoining,
Till the air with melody rings.
Q, the time is coming-coming,
When the flowers bloom;
When the partridge shall be drumming
In the woods of June;
When the butter-cups all golden.
Meet our longing eye,
As they did in days of olden-
Days that have gone by
les, the glad time now is nearing
Winters almost DER,
And mid flowers vel soon be steering
For a happier shore.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

U An instance of almost unprece-
dented disinterestedness is related by
Mr.. Warren, M. p, anthor Of Ten
Thousand a Year !" A short time ago,
a gentleman in England of large fortune
worth 100000 was indignant with
his daughter, an only child, for marrying
against his wishes. He quarreled with
her, d~isinherited her and left the whole
property to his attorney and other gen.
tlemen. His attorney went to his cole
giates, got them to sign their claim over
to him, and then paid the whole to the
daughter.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
The Teacher's Lesson.

/ saw a child. some four years old,
Along a meadow stray;
Alone she went, unchecked, untold,
Her home not far away.
She gazed around on earth and sky,
Now paused and now proceeded;
Hill, valley, wood, she passed them by
Unmarked, perchance UNDECIDED.
And now gay groups of roses bright
In circling thickets bound her
Yet on she went with footsteps light.
Still gazing all around her,
And now she paused, and now she stopped,
And plucked a little flower;
A simple daisy twas that dropped
Within a rosy bower.
The child did kiss TIE little gem,
And to her bosom pressed it,
And there she placed the fragile stem,
And with soft words caressed it.
l love to read a lesson true
From natures open book
And oft l learn a lesson new
From childhood's careless look.
Children are simple, loving true
Ills God that made them so:
And would you teach them Abe so too,
And stoop to what they know.
Begin with simple lessons, things
On which they love to look: :
Flowers, pebbles, insects, birds on wing
These are Gods s~pelling-book
And children know His A B C,
As bees where flowers are set;
Wouidst thou a skillful teacher be?
Learn then this alphabet.
From leaf to leaf, from page to page,
Guide thou thy pupils look;
And when he says, with aspect sage
"Who made this ~wondrous book 2"
Point thou with reverend gaze to heaven,
And kneel in earnest prayer
That lesson thou hast humbly given
May lead thy pupil there!
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28
Cry OF ALBANY, Jan. IL

B@r The Hartford Times says the De.
mocracy Of Connecticut have obtained
a foothold from which they will soon
achieve a triumph"
Boy" said the traveller, as his horse
sunk into the mud to his ears, / thought
you said there was hard bottom here.n-
: Well, there is said the boy, . but bless
you-you amt anywhere near it yeti
NorUich Bulletin.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

nsLA story is related of a person
who told q Quaker that the silence Of a
meeting Of the Society of Friends was
enough to kill the devil. to which the
Quaker replied, that it was the very
thing the silent assembly were trying to.
do.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

RE If you would have your laws
obeyed, without mutiny, see we'll to it
that they are pieces Of God Almighty's
law-otherwise all the artillery in the
world cannot keep down m~utiny.-Car.
lyle.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

The FOREST TREEs.-Build your nest
on no tree here for you see God hath
sold the forest to death, and every tree
upon which we would rest is ready to be
cut down, to the end that we may fee
and mount up and build upon the rock.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

SLIGHTLY EGoTIsTIcAL.-An egotist Of
our acquaintance, who believes himself at
once the end, the centre, and the cause Of
everything that is and ever shall be, said
the other day in gloomy accents:
There such things never happen to
anybody but ME !"
Why, what is the matter now"
"Why don't you see it's raining"
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

JsaA negro on being examined, was
asked II his master was a Christiaan-,
No, sir, he's a member Of Congress.
was the reply.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

rs Trials increase with age, but the
path of the just shineth more and more
unto the perfect day.
Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-04-28

ATTORNEY o II PLAINTIFF.-"D DR..
M'Catfers, you will please state to the
Court ana jury the cifcts Of malaria as
arising from extensive moisture, particu-
larly mill poads."
DIR. NC. Wa'al | reckon the jury
mought understand Inc best not to speak
in doctor phrases. In this case it wasn't
eggsactly malearia, for my patients was
wimmen ; it was femaIeafia, and ager and
feyer-all caused by a green scum on the
mill pond, which raised such a smell as
made all the n~eighbors sick"
That's enough" said the Judge the
evidence is plain and pointed the jury
can take the CASE
The mill pond was ordered to be cut
loose. Professors of chemistry may hero
learn a lesson. That SMELL of Dir. NC,
was better understood than a long exfla-
nation oxygen and hydrogen and atmos,
pheric poison.
He was very successful in curing s
troublesome case Of st. Yitus dance. A
young lady (whose parents were members
of the Church, was taken with this from
blesome disease in a slight form. The
Doctor being called in, the young lady's
fingers and hands were twitching about.
Her mother being very uneasy, asked
the Doctor the cause. Why, you sec,
marm." said the Doctor, your darter
has a natural desire to dance, and she
knows you are opposed to it, and her
desire has broke out like the itch does,
and she's daucing with her hands instead
of her feet. But there another cause /;
a worm is wriggling between her skull
and brain, aud | will 0 0 physic it out"
Steam, lobelia, composition, and No.
6 soon cured her ; and DR.. M'CafferS at.
tanned an eminence which many might
envy. He is now literally ~patronized as
the Steaming Botanical Doctor. He says
None dies under his practice until their
time comes, and then they ought to die"