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Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
A Free Negro Sold as a Slave.

The following particulars concerning
the selling into Slavery of a free negro
were yesterday related to US by legal
gentlemen, in whose hand the matter had
been placed for the prosecution of the
offending parties. Some time since a
telegraphic dispatch was received by a
detective officer of this city, requesting
him to arrest and detain in custody a
negro acting in the capacity of cook on
board Steamboat plying between this
city and Cincinnati. The dispatch set
forth that he, the negro, was runaway
slave, the property of gentlemen
named Overton, residing hundred
miles from this city. A few days after
this Mr.. Overton' came here and identi-
fed the negro as slave of his, and af-
terwards placed him in the hands of a
slave trader, who disposed of him to a
Southern gentleman named Wiseman, for
round sum of money Wiseman took the
darkey to New Orleans, and there sold
him for $4,000. Shortly after this last
transaction it was ascertained that the
negro was in reality a free man. He
was born a slave in North Carolina. He
afterwards moved with his master to
Mobile, where he was emancipated.
After his emancipation he moved to
Ohio, and engaged himself as cook on a
river steamboat. He left his papers in
Ohio, not dreaming, as he says, that any
person would claim him as a slave. By
some means his emancipation heard
of his enslavement, and Immediately
interested himself in his behalf. His
free papers were taken to New Or
leans, and by due form of law he was de-
clared free man. Prosecution has al
ready been commenced against some
parties in New Orleans for being con-
cerned in the selling of a free negro, and
in short time suit will be instituted
against individuals in this State for the
same ofense.- st. Louis Democrat.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
Never do too Much at a Time.

Sir Edward Bulwer Lytton, in a lee
ture recently delivered, gave the follow
ing history ofhis literary habits: 'Many
persons seeing me SO much engaged in
active life, and as much about the world
as if I had never been student, have
said to me, when do you get time to
write all your books? How on earth do
you contrive to do so much work?' l
shall surprise you by the answer l make.
The answer is this: | contrive to do so
much by never doing too much ata time.
A man, to get through work well, must
not overwork himself, or if he do too
much to day the reaction of fatigue will
come, and he will be obliged to do too
little tomorrow. Now, since l began
really and earnestly to study, which was
not till [ had left college, and was actu-
ally in the world, I may perhaps say I
have gone through as large course of
general reading as most men of my time
[ have travelled much, and [ have seen
much [ have mixed much in politics and
the various business of life; and, in ad-
dition to this, have published some
where about thirty-six volumes, some
upon subjects requiring much research
And what time, do you think, as a gen
eral rule, [ have devoted to study-tc
reading and writing2 Not more than
three hours day; and, when parliament
is sitting, not always that. But, then
during those hours, | have given my
whole attention to what I was about"
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
A Parasranh Matrimonial.

Choosing wife is perilous piece of
business. Do you suppose there is moth
ing of it but evening visits, bouquets
and popping the question? My dear,
simple young man, you ought not to be
trusted out alone! Take care that you
don't get the gilt China article, that looks
exceedingly we'll on the mantlepiece
until the gilt and ornamentare all rubbed
off, and then it is fit only for the dust
pile! A wife should be selected on the
same prin ciples as calico gown. Bright
colors and gay patterns are not always
the best economy. Get something that
will wash and wear Nothing like the
suns and showers of matrimony to bleach
out these deceptive externals! Don't
choose the treasure by gas-light, or in a
parlor sitting. Broad day light is the
best time-a kitchen the most sensible
place. Bear in mind, sir, that the arti-
Gle once bargained for, you can't ex-
change if it don't suit. If you buy a
watch and it don't run as you expected,
you can send it to a jeweler to be re-
paired; in the case of a wife, once paired,
you can't repair. She may run in the
wrong direction-very well, sir; all that
is left for you is too run after her, and
an interesting chase you will probably
find it! If you get a good wife, you will
be the happiest fellow alive; if you get a
bad one, yo~ may as we'll sell yourself
for two and sixpence, at once! Just as
we'll to consider all these things before
hand, young man!
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
Goodness in the Hour ofDeath.

A singular anecdote is related of
Robert Ferguson, an elderly farmer
living near Utica, New York, who died
a few days ago. A severe illness, in
which his physician afforded no hope,
convinced him that MS u.>d was near,
and he accordingly directed his failing
energies to the task of settling his
worldly affairs and preparing for death.
After making his will, he gave the most
minute directions in regard to his fune-
raj; where he was to be buried, amount
to be expended for tombstone, etc. He
wished his body to be inferred in the
graveyard at New Hartford, some five
miles distant, and almost with his last
breath enjoined it upon his wife and
daughter, who were weeping over him,
to have the funeral procession leave the
house for the graveyard at an early hour
in the morning, in order that they
might get home in season to milk the
COWS before dark! Death stole upon
him as gently as slumber falls upon the
eyelids of a weary child.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
DEMOCRATIC REPOsE.

Occasionally we hear of man who is
weary of theological questionings and
discussions, who passes through all the
phases of the Protestant faith, and finally
knocks at the door of the Roman Cath
olic Church, and enters in the hope Of
finding there that peace and quiet which
he sought in vain elsewhere. During
the last few years many man, who has
long been opposed to the Democratic
party, but who was disturbed and af-
frighted at the clamor which was raised
against Republicanism, has sought re-
pose and freedom from agitation in the
secure embrace of the organization that
now holds the power in the General Gov
ernment. Here these constitutionally
timid men supposed that they had found
an anchorage where they might safely
rest and rid out the storms Of popular
excitement.
But, alas their sheet anchor has now
failed them The irrepressible conflict
is ahead of them and around them
Where shall they now turn? They are
indeed to be pittied. Their very refuge
has become scene of conflict and peril.
They will have to retire in disgust from
politicallife. They have made the prime
mistake of believing that perfect tran
guilty of the waters is better than the
heaving of the waves, without inquiring
whether the stiffness was a sign Of real
peace, or Of that stagnation which would
render storm necessary to purify the
I'm aronn1 i0la to fru to
evade the question now thrusting them
selves upon the nation. It it is vain to
disguise our meaning in ambiguous plat
forms and declare that we are all agreed.
The truth will come out, will break out,
if it can find the light in mo other way.
We must meet, discuss, act frankly and
freely, and, we trust, kindly. But to
put our hands over our ears and an
nounce that there is no need of differen-
ces, if we will only receive the Demo-
cratic panacea for all ills, is too absurd.
Our cautious friends must be bold enough
to look at things as they are, and to meet
the questions before the country fairly
and reasonably. They must not expect
to find in the ranks of any party immu-
nifty from excitement and troubles. If
they have learned this one lesson from
their brief membership of the Demo
cratic peace society, their experience has
not been in vain. We join with the
Philadelphia North american in saying
that Democrats of four years of age and
under have our sincerest commiseration. "
I-Pr0cidence Journal,
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
Misrellann
From the New Orleans Daily Crescent.l
Madam Mercer'S Hairdresser
BY MARY ASHLEY.

II have heard you wonder" said our
guest, Madam Mercer, cat having gray
hair at my time of life. But it was just
as white twenty years ago, and then [
was young girl"
We expressed our astonishment, add
ing that Marie, her twin sister, still re-
tanned the jetty locks of early youth.
True she answered, fyet it was
through sister Marie that lost mine;
but will tell you all about it"
She drew her easy chair closer to the
CRATE, shook her silver curls and began:
''It was just such night as this; wild
and stormy, twenty years ago, that sister
Marie and myself sat in our little back
parlor at home alone. We lived in a
long, low stone house, which [ believe is
still standing, in the vicinity of Fishkill
village, New York. Mother had already
been dead several years, and father was
confirmed invalid; so that young as we
were, we had learned to be more self
reliant than many women are at my
present age With the assistance of an
old negress named Lois, who in our
palmy days had been mothers body SER
want, and who, though manumitted, still
retained her place as servant in the fam
lily, we kept house, receiving our friends,
who we're numerous, as is generally the
case where the family shows an inde-
pendent spirit and no desire to,use their
friends, entertained our suitors, for
Marie and I each had our admirers, and
attended scrupulously to all of fathers
wants. On that particular evening,
Marie and | were talking of poor Guy
Dewitt, who had been madly in love
with my sister, but could inspire no re-
ciprocal passion in her breast. She
never encouraged him from the very
first; and often when we were going from
church or from party, places where in
country towns young girls are always
sure to find escorts, she used to wink at
me to exchange places with her if Guy
were at her side; as we were SO exactly
alike that poor mother herself could not
distinguish us save by lifting Marie S
hair from her forehead, where was an
almost imperceptible freckle which had
not been given me, of course it was very
easy, as we also dressed exactly alike,
to deceive our village beaux, who often
times poured their confidence, in this
way, into ears they never intended
should hear them.
Wearied, at last, of Guys prosecuting
attentions, Marie forbade him the house
telling him if he could not be friend
without being lover, they must meet
no more. Twice after this he found op.
portunity to urge his suit; and when he
found Marie firm in her rejection of him
and that his suit was hopeless, he went
ancurably crazy The event had sur;
prised and grieved us both deeply; and
talking Of it that night, I told her [ helc
her guiltless, and believed the whole
community did the same, of ever de
luding Guy with false hopes
We were interrupted in the converse
tion by the postman's horn; for the mai
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
A Chicago Bank "eone ,,p.n

"Have you anything deposited in the
Marine Bank?" asked a grain speculator
of wholesale merchant, the other day.
eyes, some s20,000," replied the mer-
chant.
"Wei1," replied the grain man, II sup
pose you have heard that the bank has
gone up
"Gone upy' exclaimed the merchant
thunderstruck, Kit can't be-
"Well, you go up and see"
And the merchant, in the most nerv-
Gus state of mind, rushed up Lake street
to the Marine Bank,
s'Is it true" he asked Of the cashier,
meeting him on the steps, 'that your
bank has gone up?"
eyes" said the cashier, smiling, cit S
a good Joke, isn't it:
The merchant became perfectly fran
tic, and tore his hair
eyes, very fine joke, to be diddled
out of nearly all of the money I am
worth-I want and must have money" "
and he rushed up stairs, nearly insane.
"Why, look here?'' exclaimed the
cashier, calling after him. He stopped.
Il didn't suppose you were in earnest
it's been joke here among our friends
for over a week. Don't you see that we
have gone up? Our building has been
raised eight feet"
The merchant instantly cooled down,
and on looking across the street, saw
the grain man standing on the sidewalk,
almost bursting himself with laughter.
The merchant shook his fist at him, and
made chase after him down street.
When last they were seen they were en-
gagged in very loud conversation in the
fremont House bar room, shaking
glasses. Chicago leader.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
A Good One.

n 5000 Ones
A correspondent Of the N. Y. Post
gives an account of conversation be-
tween Douglas and Southern Democrat,
which we commend to the friends of
the Little Giant in these regions. He
says:
The Douglas men now tell Southern
men that Mr.. Douglas is the only MAI,
who can by any possibility save Illinois
and Indiana, and are trying very hard
they must make their choice of Presl-
dent between Lincoln and Douglas.
A Douglas man was arguing yester-
day with Southern Democrat, and the
conversation proceeded after the follow
ing style:
Douglas Mani tell you there is no
man you can nominate except Douglas,
who can beat Lincoln.
Southern Mani don't know about
that. A good National Democrat, like
Lane, or Breckenridge, or Guthrie,
could not fail to beat the Black Repub-
| licans.
Douglas Man. You're mistaken
Abe Lincoln is very popular. He will
run like wildfre. He is honest and
rather conservative-enough so to get
conservative votes. You must take
your choice, Lincoln or Douglas.
Southern MAXWELL, you say Lin
coin is honest, and that he is rather con-
servative. I think I'd rather see him
elected than Douglas, for we should
know what to reckon on; but as fol-
Douglas, he is tricky and unsafe. Yes;
give us Lincoln rather than Douglas.
| Exit Douglas man in passion.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
Fight with Snakes.

Mr. James Lankford, of Fearing town
ship, had severe fight with three enor-
nous spotted black snakes, on Monday
morning last. He had been repairing
harrow by the side of large tree, in one
of his fields, when a strange sensation
passed over him, which paralyzed him to
such an extent as to render him almost
powerless. He felt conscious that dan
ger was approaching, yet seemed unable
to save himself He heard rustling
noise on the tree beside him, and was
partially aroused from this stupor by
snake six feet and four inches long and
seven inches in circumference, striking
him on the back, passing over his shoul-
der, around his body and under his arms
A second snake Immediately coiled itself
around his body. Seeing third ap-
preaching, and aroused to desperation,
he seized an axe which he fortunately
had with him, and by a lucky blow, sew
cred it in two, six inches back of its
head. This one was five feet and eight
inches long. Mr. Lankford then turned
his efforts to ridding himself of his other
two foes, then beginning to tighten them
selves unpleasantIy around his breast
A severe contest ensued, lasting fifteen
or twenty minutes, during which Mr. L..
was thrown down several times. The
reptiles kept up constant Kissing noise,
and emitted fetid, sickening odor. At
length, the largest snake, in endeavoring
to strike Mr.. L. in the mouth, at which
it made repeated efforts, was seized by
the back of the neck, between Mr.. Lank-
ford's teeth, and literally crushed. The
snake instantly uncoiIed, and threw itself
from him to the ground, hors du combat.
The third one did the same, and made
his escape, Mr. L. being too much ex-
hausted TO make any attempt to pursue
it. 1t was narrow escape for Mr.. L.,
who is a farmer, and whose veraUity is
unquestioned. We had the narration
from his own lips.-Marietta Home
Neo0s.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
Hiving Bees.

Htvtng Bees.
We have lately read a very sensible
plan for hiving swarm Of BEES
Watching for them as they came from
the hive, and seeing where they were
gathering to settle on tree, the owner
put large woolen yarn stocking on
pole and thrust it up through the limbs,
and Immediately the bees began to alight
upon it, and were soon all clustered, when
he gently lowered the pole to a table
which the good wife had prepared while
he held the swarm, and then placing the
hive over the bees, the. pole was with
drawn from the stocking, and in five
minutes they went to work cleaning out
their new house. The ne3t day the
'women folks" hived a swarm in the
same way, without man to assist.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
NUMBER "a
HAY.MAKING:

AS the season for making hay is ap-
preaching, we will give a few words of
caution in advance. Don't dry your Eay
too much. Hay may be dried till it is as
worthless as straw. As good coffee
maker would say, s'Don't burn your cof-
fee, but brown it, SO. we say, don't dry
your hay, but cure it. Our good old
mothers, who relied upon herb tea in7
stead of pothecary medicine gathered
their herbs when in blossom, and cured
them in the shade. This is the philos-
ophy of making good hay. Cut in the
blossom, and cure in the shade The
sugar of the plant, when it is in bloom,
is in the stalk ready to from the seeds
If the plant is cut earlier the sugar is not
there; if later, the sugar has become con-
verted to woody Iiattsr.
Hay should be we'll wilted in the sun
but cured in the cock. Better to be
little too green than to dry. If, on put.
ting into the bafh. there is danger of
cheating in the NOW" put on some salt.
Cattle will like it none the less.
Heat, light, and dry winds will soon
take the starch and sugar, which constie
tute the goodness of hay, out of it; and,
with the addition of shower render it
almost worthless. Grass cured with the
least exposure to the drying winds and
scorching sunshine, is more nutritious
than if longer exposed, however good the,
weather may be. If ever cured, it con
tains moro woody fiber and less nutr;tiys
matter.
The true art of ay-making, then, con-
sists in cutting the grass when the starch
and sugar are most fully developed, and
before they are converted into seed and
woody fibre; and curing it up to the point
when it will answer to be put into the
barn without heating, and no more
Ohio Farmer.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19

The power of the pulpit can never be
fully estimated, until we enter the scenes
and become acquainted with the results
of eternity. The amount of good ac-
complished and crime prevented by the
preaching Of the gospel, are undervalued
in this life. Nor can we always form a
proper conception of that influence
which restrains the vicious and guides
the pious home to glory. Even the
ministry that is apparently, almost fruit
less, leaves its impress upon society, and
will tell upon human destiny.
The seed is sown, and at the appointed
time the ministers will return with their
sheaves amid the shouting of the harvest.
In heaven thay will know the piousp pur-
poses they have awakened, the tears
they have dried, the sighs they have
checked, the broken hearts they have
bound up, and the wounded spirits they
have comforted in this world of sorrow,
toll and care And they will know, too,
the evils and the crimes they have pre-
vented, and the influence of that ex-
ample they have left for the imitation of
the world. If they shall have accom-
plished nothing more, they will have
honored God in his institutions, and dis
charged their duty; and thus they will
bring glory to Him, though their minis
try may prove the SAVIOR Of death unto
death to those who attend. Let not
the minister then be over anxious or dis
turbed about present results. His field
is the world, his work is duty; results
belong to God and Eternity. Life with
MIN is but an hour-glass and every sand
should be pious deed or virtuous
thought, so that when the last shall
drop he may go home to his reward,
which will be, if he is faithful on earth,
glorious in heaven.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19

A correspondent of the Boston Cuyi-
vator states that sponge, dipped in one
pint of turpentine, and sprinkled over
one eighth of an acre of land, just as the
onion plants are coming up, will prevent,
the maggot from doing injury. He says,
also that squash and cucumber vines are
equally preserved from bugs, by sprinks
ling with turpentine, and that even if the
liquid touch the plant, it will not do ans
injury.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
~. The St. Clairsyille Gazette 81

na- The St. Clairsville Gazette says
that young man afflicted with an un-
conquerable propensity for climbing
trees, was sent to the Belmont County
Infrmary last week. He had been an
inmate of the Ohio Lunatic Asylum,
and discharged as cured, but his malady
returned, and the poor fellow was de-
termined to ego up." Whenever he had
chance, he would ascend to the top OF
the nearest tree. On Friday last he was
found some sixty feet up a tree, on the
hill above Bellair, and il was with the
greatest difficulty he could be induced
! to come down to earth again.
Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-06-19
Roetrg.
THE PLAYMATE.
BY JOHN G. WHITTIER.

The pines were dark on Ramoth hill,
Their song was soft and low;
The blossoms in the sweet May wind
We're falling like the snow.
The blossoms drifted at our feet,
The orchard birds sang clear;
The sweetest and the saddest day
1t seemed, Of all the year.
For, more to me than birds or flowers,
My playmate left her home,
And took with her the laughing spring,
The music and the bloom.
She kissed the lips of kith and kin,
She laid her hand in mine;
What more could ask the bashful boy
Who fed her fathers kline?
She left us in the bloom of May:
The constant years told DER
Their seasons with as sweet May morns,
But she came back no more.
l walk with noiseless feet, the round
Of uneventful years;
Still DER and DER 1 SOW the spring
And reap the autumn ears.
She lives where all the golden year
Her summer roses blow;
The dusky children of the sun
Before her come and go.
There haply with her jeweled hands
She smooths her silken gown
No more the homespun lap wherein
1 shook the walnuts down.
The wild grapes wait us by the brook,
The brown nuts on the hill,
And still the May-day flowers make swee
The woods of Follymill.
The lilies blossom in the pond,
The bird builds in the tree,
The dark pines sing on Ramoth hill
The slow song of the sea.
I wonder if she thinks of them,
And how the old time seems
If ever the pines of Ramoth wood
Are sounding in her dreams.
Z See her face, 1 hear her voice:
Does she remember mine?
And what to her is now the boy
Whe fed her fathers kline?
What cares sire that the orioles build
For other eyes than ours,
The other hands with nuts are filled,
And other laps with flowers?
%, playmate in the golden time!
Our messy seat is green,
Its fringing violets blossom yet,
The old trees DER it lean.
The winds so sweet with birch and fern,
a sweeter memory blow;
And there in spring the veeries sing
The song of long ago.
And still the pines of Ramoth wood
Are moaning like the sea-
The moaning of the sea of change
Between myself and thee!
atlantic Monthly.