Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-10-12
NUMBER 40
YOUNG WIDOWS.

Oh! yes, dare say she scoaA marry
again. Did you ever know a widow in
your life, especially youag one, that
didn't marry again, ifshe had a chance?
And they always get a chance, too, it
seems. For ney part, don't see what
the men race after them SO for? -
The above remark set me to thinking.
Who is it about? Oh, as nice little
body as you would want to know. A
quiet, modest, little woman, whose only
fault is in being young ac5doao. Poor
soul! she can't help that. People throw
it up to her, though, and cast it in her
teeth, with humanity. To be sure, her
husband has been dead these FIVE years;
but what difference does that make2--
She is not SO hard hearted as to expect
ever to be happy again is she2 What
does she want to get married again for
I'd like to know? One man is enough
for any woman.
A man is different He can do as he
.pleases. The oftener he is married the
better. Suppose she is only twenty
three or four? All the more reason why
she should be watched, and peeked at,
and shifted at by all the cross old women
with grown up single daughters, and all
the young ladies who set up for them
selves.
Sometimes the men, even, indulge in
a fling at young widows; but they needn't
mind them, for such are always old
fogies or disappointed lovers who do
it. Hug the assurance to your bosoms,
ladies, that, as a general thing, young
widow is an ''object of interest" to the
men. +:
And as it is said of the ladies, that
the appreciation and esteem Of the other
sex is their chief desire, why, they need
not care for the malicious remarks or
the ill-natured of their own, knowing
that every true woman's heart, whether
matron or maid, will sympathize with
you, if you are ''young widow.
A Race of Two Hundred Miles.
The London Atheneum gives an ac-
count of race which took place in Eng
land on the 23d of August, 1773. At
6 o'clock in the morning of that day,
Monday, two gentlemen appeared at the
corner of Portland street and Oxford
street. Both were admirably mounted
one of them, Captain Mulcaster, on
the mare of a friend, Captain Hay; the
other, Mr.. Walker, rode his own horse.
They started thence on race to York
200 miles-without changing steeds.
It was such race as Arabs ride,
proving the strength and endurace, as
we'll as the speed of the horses. The
first ninety miles were accomplished
in six hours. The two gentlemen jock
eys passed the end of Doncaster race
course nearly together, early on Tuesday
morning, amid such cheering as was
never heard there again till the days of
Hollendaise Hambletonian But Walker
was at the time sorely distressed, and
his steed altogether broke down when
between Doncaster and Tadcaster. The
Captain went ahead and reached Ouse-
bridge, York, in 40 hours 35 minutes
after his companion had started from
Portland street-thereby winning 400
guineas besides wagers. The winning
mare drank twelve bottles Of wine on
her journey, and was well enough by
Thursday morning to taks gallop on
knavesmlre-the race course Just out.
side the city of York.
The Unburied Dead ofsyria.
Our Syrian correspondent writes that
more than ten thousand human bodies
still lie upon the sides of Mount Hermon,
in full view from the sea of Galfee and
the Mediterranean upon the Plains of
Sidon, the ancient Phenicia, blacken-
ing in the sun, and their blood still cries
out to heaven for vengeance. 1t is an
Oriental custom to leave the murdered
dead unburied until justice has been salts
fed, and although in Syria the effect of
the climate upon dead body requires
its burial Within twenty-four hours of
the departure of the spirit from its
earthly tenement, these bodies have re-
mained unburied and in complete state
of preservation! In the court yards of
the palaces, in the barracks, and wher-
ever the Christian has fallen, there lies
that body now, still awaiting the ven
geance of Heaven upon the oppressors and
the slayers of the Christians OF Mount
Lebanon-Boston 1rdr. as