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GLAss.-The discovery of glass is in
volved in great doubt and uncertainty.
The generally received account is that
of the Roman writer Pliny, who relates
that some shipwrecked Venitian mar
liners, having burned the kali plant on
a sea shore while cooking their food,
We're surprised to observe a trapspa-
rent substance remaining. This ac-
cldental circumstance became known
to the people of Sidon. who carried
out the hint they had in this way re-
ceiyed, and hence. according TO this
authority, the discovery of the art.
The heat of the fire employed on that
occasion could not, however, have been
sufficient for vitrifcation. Window
glass appears to have been made in
England IN the middle of the fifteenth
century, but it was of inferior descrip-
ton. In 1867 finer sort of window
glass was manufactured AT Criticized
Friars, in London. The first flint
glass was made at Savoy House, in
the Strand; and the first plate glass
was made at Lambeth, in 1878. by We
nitian workmen, brought over by the
Duke of Buckingham.
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is now forty-nine; Mr.. Fessenden is
ffty-nine; Speaker Colfax is but forty
two; Winter Davis is forty eight, and
Senator Sprague, Of Rhode Island, n
favorite of fortune, has been governor,
general and senator, and is yet but
thirty-five. Thaddeus Stevens il sew
enty-two, and Reverdy johnson is six
ty-nine Mr.. Harlan, just made sec
rotary of the interior, is but forty live;
Mr.. Adams, our minister TO England,
is iifty-cight; and among the opposi-
ton, Vallandigham is forty-four, and
Fernando Wood ffty-three. Senator
Morgan, of New York, is fifty -four,
and Mr.. Foster, the presiding officer
of the Senate, is fifty-nine.
JEFF. Davis was born in the same
year with President johnson, and the
year before Mr.. Lincoln. Slidell is as
old as Thaddeus Stevens seventy
two; Mason, his companion in the San
Jacinto affairs, is sixty-seven; Henry
A. Wise is prematurely old at fifty
nine; Toombs is ffty-five; Orr but
fortythree; Alexander Stephens fifty
three, and Letcher fifty-four; Her
schel v Johnson was forty-eight when
he was placed as vice president on the
Douglas ticket Yancey died at fifty;
and Porcher Miles, of South Carolina,
is forty-three John A. Gllmer, of
North Carolina who is reported to be
on his way to Washington, to confer
with the president on the affairs of
that State, is just sixty; and William
A. Graham, who accompanies him, is
sixty-fve.
The Emperor Napoleon is of the
same age as President johnson and
Jeff. Davis. The late Duke de Mornv,
the emperor's half-brother, died at
fifty-three. The emperor of Russia is
forty-seven, and Victor Emmanuel is
forty-fve
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From The B,oh Hgton Times.
OUR NATIONAL FLAG.

r,-get not the flag Of our nation,
xrr.entrrs wherever You roan'
,r,onsh ever SO humble your station
sis1f hy the old flag of our home.
Onr National Flag,
Repuhlican Flag
The Star Spanglcd-' an err defend,
For proudly il waves
over patriot graves, a
And there it shall wave to the end.
Those colors ombazonod in story,
Wore pcncilod In Liberty S stain
paep traces Of crimson 20 glory
Rs many warrior slain
our National dag, &c.
osoon shall thc shades of oppression
That battle field Banner defacc;
>s soon shall their names 10y secession
&c. severed IN shame and disgrace
Our National nag, &c.
preso we it and De it, defender,
From dangers at homo and abroad,
Resolved it shall never surrender.
I'm tine name of our country and God.
oar National flag, &c.
will, Union exists in our mountains
Andlibeftv wogships each crag,
whit freedom flows forth from our fountains,
Wen stand Cor the National fiRg.
our National nag &c.
Though Presidents frightened, neglect it,
1t cannot Poe trailed ia the dust,
Tho yeomanu l0r viii prntccti IT,
The rrlrfF are true to thair trust.
oar National flag. &C.
frgs, ls6l W g.
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though l never dreamed that you
were the master of AIilldean."
Live here? Excuse me Miss Mar
tel, if l fail to comprehend you"
Il am kitchen maid ut the Dean, "
said Becky more like queen than
she had ever spoken in her life.
"Kitchen-maid Miss Martel Will
you be so kind as to explain Yourself "
Certainly, sir | am poor--it be
came necessary to earn my living and
this was the only path that seemed
open to me Do not for a moment
suppose that | am ashamed of the
position, involving as it does honest
labor, for l am not ~
No-she was not-and Calender
Smith respected her at that moment
more than he had ever done in the
crowd and glitter of the Saratoga ball
room.
"AIiss Martel,' said he quietly tax
ing her berry-stained hand in his, II
have something have wished to say
ever since the morning when You van
ished away from Saratoga no one
knew how or whether"
"What is it?'
What was it? Ask the brown rob
ms that Autter around the two young
heads-ask the great purple butterfly
that hung in the air like a floating
flower ask the sunshine that streams
in amber rain about their feet. For
we shall not tell. All we mean to
disclose is that Mr. Smith walked up
to the house in full view of the aston
ished house keeper and Miss Anasta-
STA with the kitchen-maid leaning on
his arm.
"Well upon my word y calculated
Miss Brown.
Did you ever painted Miss Anas-
tasia.
Il beg your pardon, Mr. Smith. said
the houaekeeper, advancing out on
the terrace to meet her new master
but p'haps you are not aware that
that forward mink is nothin but our
kitchen gal p
"You are mistaken, Mrs. Brown,
said Calender Smith quietly. "She is
my betrothed wife-you may regulate
your conduct accordingly
Mrs Brown staggered back pace
or two. Miss Anastasia, more suscep-
tible, tainted on the sofa in the bay
window to the great crumpling and
other detriment of her white muslin
dress.
Not until the day they were mar
ried did Calender Smith show Beck.
Martel the little rose tinted glove.
''You see how long | have loyeC
you" he said simply.
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SHINING GEN. Buffers HonsE.-
About six months ago, while in the
neigbborhood of the Dutch Gap canal,
General Butler received information
that his favorite horse, Almond Eye.
had been accidentally killed by falling
into ravine. Upon the departure of
the informant, he ordered an Irish
man to go and skin him. What is
Almond Eye dead ? asked Pat.
What's that to you? Do as l bid
you, and ask no questions Pat went
about his business, and in an hour or
two returned. We'll, Pat where have
you been all this time 2 SHINING
the horse, yer honor. Does it take
nearly two hours to perform such an
operation !? No, yer honor; but then
you see it tuck bout half an hour to
catch him. Catch him Fire and flu
ries was he alive p Yes, yer honor;
and you know / could not skin him
alive Skin him alivel Did you kill
him 2 TO be sure / did You know
/ must obey orders without asking
any questions Gen. Butler eyed his
servant with such malicious look
that Pat thought he meditated skin
ming an Irishman in revenge for the
death of his horse.
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WAITING AT RAILWAY STATIoN.--I
know of no hours more terrible than
those so passed. The minutes will not
go away, and utterly fail in making
good their claim to be called winged.
A man walks up and down the plat
form, and in that way obtains some
thing of the advantage of exercise, but
a woman finds herself bound to sit
still within the dreary dullness of the
waiting-room There are, perhaps,
people who under such circumstances
can read, but they are few in number.
The mind altogether declines to be ac-
tive, whereas the body is seized by
spirit of restlessness to which delay
and tranquility are loathsome. The
advertisements on the walls are exam
ined, the map of some new Eden Is
studied--some Eden in which an irreg-
ular pond and church are surround
ed by a multiplicity of regular villas
and shrubs till the student feels that
no considerations even of health or
&c onomy would induce him to live
there. Then the porters come IN and
out, till each porter has made himself
odious to the sight. Every thing is
hideous, dirty, and disagreeable, and
the mind wanders away. to consider
why station masters do not more fire.
quently commit suicide. Clara Anne
droz has already got beyond this
stage, and was beginning to think of
herself rather than of the station-mas-
ter, when at last there sounded, close
to her ears, the bell of promise, and
she knew that the train was at hand
"Ihe Bolton Estate" by Aathony Irol-
lopo.
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Washington rs a Farmer.

1t is generally known that the ia
ther of his country, while bearing
nations cares upon his shoulders, was
one of the most extensive farmers in
the States. / commend his views on
the raising of tobacco to the careful
and prayerful consideration of the
Connecticut valley farmers, who per-
sist in raising the harmful weed. I
copy from Hashington's Politic,d Leg
dcies, to which is annexed an appendix,
containing an account of his illness,
death, etc, etc, Boston, 1900:
Col Washington was one of the
greatest landholders in North Amer
lea: his estate at Mount Vernon was
computed in 1887 to consist of nine
thousand acres, under his own man
agement and cultivation. He had
likewise various other large tracts of
land in other parts of the State; his
annual receipts from his estate
amounted in 1866 to four thousand
pounds sterling, and it was then be-
heved would have sold for upward of
one hundred and Straightforward
pounds sterling, which is equal to
more than S666,O00 What his rev
enue was recently, we do not know,
but there can be no presumption in
supposing it was much increased un-
der his prudential guidance and prac-
teal economy. He allotted part of
Saturday in each week to receive the
reports of his overseers, which were
registered progressively, to enable him
to compare the labor with the product
of each particular part, and it is
affirmed that this weekly retrospect
was duly considered by this great man
during the stormy movements of the
revolutionary war, and his Presidency
of the United States. He has raised
in one wear seven thousand bushels of
wheat and ten thousand bushels OF
Indian corn on his Mount Vernon es-
tate; in a succeeding year he raised
two hundred lambs, sowed twenty
seven bushels of flax seed, and planted
seven hundred bushels of potatoes; al
the same time his domestics manufac-
tured linen and wooden cloth enough
for his numerous household, which
amounted 10 nearly thousand per
sons. With him regularity and in
dustry were the order of each day, and
the consequent reflection made them
all happy. Though agriculture was
pursued by him with such Underwriting
attention, he used it rather as the
means of his pleasure than the end OF
his wishes, which concentrated in the
labor TO improve the well-being of his
fellow citizens; and to effect this, be
desisted from planting tobacco, to EN-
ploy himself in the introduction and
fostering such articles Of vegetation
as might ultimately tend to a national
advantage. - Congregationatist.
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Tom. MARsHALL's RIToRT The gift
ed Tom Marshall was in Cincinnati,
on the occasion of the opening of the
opening of the Ohio and Mississippi
railroad in the summer Of 1857. A
vast crowd had collected on the front
steps of the Burnett House, and Mar
shall tolerable drunk, dressed in a
seedy black frock coat and white hat,
with weed on it, was caught and
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The Master OF MiIldcan.

Becky are you IN earnest? 2
Why not, mamma? Don't you see
its a self evident fact that money
must be obtained in one way or anoth-
er. unless we prefer starvation to
death, an alternative, which l, for one,
don't relishr
Becky Martel tied the shaker bon
net resolutely over silky brown curls,
which would have driven a Broadway
hair dresser frantic with envy, and
drew back tue curtains of the kitchen
window, admitting a flood of bright
May sunshine over its we'll secured
boards,
Wcll after all, there may be as
much romance in kitchen as in a
boudoir Don't you believe it? Then
wish You could have seen the bunch
oipnrple lilac plumcs in the pitcher
on the table, and the curly white hya-
cuths in the window, and the tin tea
kettle pressing on the stove and the
glowing scarlet peppers, that hung
above al, Becky herself in a 'madder
red calico that fitted as prettily as if
II had been the royal purple velvet
that Mrs Lincoln wore on Reception
Days As for jewels, she had not one
what need OF jewels, when her ha-
Eel eyes were all instinct with diamond
hight and her cheeks like blush roses
against white velvet, and her pretty
mouth touched with vivid crimson,
sach as you see where a ripe peach is
cleft away from its stone.
80 Becky Martel stood looking ont
On the little garden border, where May
pnks crowded the shrinking violets
out mo the path, and silver-green
Sou'hernwood shook its head solemnly
az the vanished gold of tossing but
.eTcups-bnt she did not see the
bright show Of spring blossoms.
Mrs Martel groaned dolorously as
sle surveyed the stocking she was
darning.
lneyer thought daughter OF mine
would be reduced so low.
AS what, mamma 2 said Becky,
turning around quickly.
AS to work for a living.
Is that alp laughed Becky, sud
oeniy kneeling down so as to bring
Aer cheek close against the old LADY,
'aP-oorder, My gracious mamma
"nal do you suppose my hands were
gwen me for? Now, if were a TO
mantle damsel, | should shed few
ears and take to poetry and the quit
49, aud see you suffer, and consider
'uJSeE generally, in the light of vic
0n But I'm mott pursued Becky
setting her little white teeth close to
S''nef' and so ] am going up to Mill
lean to try and get situation there.
AS seamstress ? or as companion +,
'u9 hoasekeeperg'
Neither said Becky, composedly
as nymph of the kitchen, and lad.
4
president Of pies and pastry Now
mamma, don't pray, look so Mortified
Ok dollars a month is quite a sun
"Nu tell you we must have money 2
ANS Martel did not answer. takin
'''uge IN disconsolate series of sighs
anu becky put the stray curl back III
u &c Inc Shaker, and walked away II
'.o country road, to where the wall
=. Niilldean cleaned Whitley throug
INC e'ergreens upon the hill side.
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"That little firtsP No l should

"That little firt's? No l should
think not.
"Dora Casserly's?'
"Nor yet Dora's."
"Well, whose then ?"
"No one you ever saw, CARL and
what's worse, I'm very much afraid
shall never see her again.
"Then she did make an impression ?"
$50 much of an impression, CARL,
said the young man speaking gravely
now, chat although / met her only
few times at Saratoga | have remem-
bered her ever since as the only wo-
man I seriouly admired or earnestly
desired to make my wife.
"Why don't you marry her then? %
81 would if knew whore she was
and whether she would have me"
Look for her-ask her"
chat is easier said than done, p"
said Calender II have looked, but
in vain. Perhaps fate may bring us
together one of these days; until then
this tiny pink glove is the only link
between us.
Sentimental, very said jefferson,
shaking his head solemnly. I'm
afraid you are pretty far gone, poor
fellow 1t looks bad 7"
Calender Smith did not reply. He
lighted another cigar and looked pen
siyely as its curling wreaths, as if the
bright past were interviewer in those
faint blue mists
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"Rebecca %
The door opened, and the kitchen
maid presented herself in answer to
the housekeeper's abrupt call, with a
blue checked apron tied about her
trim waist and the sleeves rolled
above pair of arms white as satin,
and perfectly rounded"
"Well, Mrs Brown.
"You are sure the fowl will be nice
" for dinner? %
Quite sure
"And the creams will be properly
favored p
Certainly I saw to them myself
81 wouldn't have anything happen
wrong for dollar" said Mrs. Brown,
solemnly. "You see it's Mr.. Smiths
first visit here, and so much depends
on first impressions. 0, by the way,
do you know if Desire has ironed Miss
Anastasias white muslin q
Il saw her carry it up stairs.
cob, very we'll You see, Becky,
said Mrs Brown, growing confidential,
"NIr Smith and Stasia are sort ore
lated-my brothers second wife's
cousin was his uncle's stepmother-
and if he should take a fancy to her !
It's just like what's always happenin
in novels, and the child couldn't hard
ly sleep last night, thinking what
might happen"
Becky smiled little, wishing in
her secret heart that Mr. Smiths So
iourn was over What was he to
her this unknown employer, any
more than the ninety-nine thousand
Smiths roaming at large. So she
took little basket on her arm, and
stole away down the shaded garden
paths to gather luscious red raspber
ries for the manufacture of n nest of
tartlets that were to crown the ban
quet that afternoon.
A very pretty picture she made
most unconsciously, the sunshine sift-
ing through tremulous canopy of
soft green leaves upon the disordered
silky curls, and touching her fair
forehead with, tiny shafts of gold,
while the flush of heat on her cheek
and the little mouth redder than the
reddest cherry on the old tree over
head were simply bewitching. Per-
haps the brown winged robin in the
hedge and great purple maroon but
terflies swinging among the rose-thick-
I cts beyond drought 50 for they We're
+ her only companions until
Ye fates what frightened bit of
a shrek it was as Becky Martel
| dropped her basket of fruit among the
| bushes.
81 beg your pardon, really" ex-
! claimed the embarrassed young man
who had swung himself lightly over
the hedge, "but | fancied this was the
| shortest way to the house. | did not
know
= He stopped, all Of sudden and
5 looked at her with bewildered eyes.
Miss MIartell !"
"AIr. Smith !"
"What does it mean-how does il
happen-I should say, how came you
here ?"
Il might ask the same question of
+ you !" said Becky with all the regal
dignity that never deserted the little
G kitchen maid
"Why, Tn coming to live here
don't you know? p
/ Becky colored to the roots of her
glossy curls-she was just beginning
e to realize matters. But she was regal
still, with the empty basket on hen
= arm and her heart throbbing violent
!. ly behind the waist of her blue checked
4 apron.
"And do live here, Mr. Smith-al
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Be- Cows should be MIXED early in
the morning SO that they can feed on
the dewy grass Two hours of such
feed is worth as much as that of the
rest of the day towards giving good
flow of milk.
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frOnt-the hOneysuckles were all alive
with murmuring bees, and the close
shaver grass before the portico was
sprinklod with a shower OF bright dan
delion blossoms, as Becky's nader
red dress brushed them, and her elias
icfootp ressed down their bright disks.
why, Becky Martel, is that you 2
Miss Anastasia Brown, the house
keepers daughter sat in the curtained
bay window, reading yellow covered
book, in an elegant deshabille Of blue
muslin nuttering azure ribbons a
pale young lady with light eye-lashes,
and reddish brown hair, whom you
would have pronounced rather pref
ty, in virtue Of her blue eyes and wax
like complexion.
Good morning, Anastasia- your
mother in p
Mamma ? Yes, l believe so. She
is up stairs lay ont the summer
curtains. Did you wish to see her p
Yes, said Becky. L understand
the kitchen maids ituation is vacant
1T is, drawled A:astasia Can you
recommend any suitable person to
us?'
4 can recommend lnyself?'
YOURSELF
Becky NIartel laughed at Miss
Browns look Of dismay
why not? l am poor an, must do
something.
But l thought Mrs. Nj rtel had
shares in some Company or OF her that
rendered you independent
The Company has unfortunately
failed.
oh, said Anostasia. But Becky.
YOU are a lady-or have been bror ght
up as one.
Wen-can not ] be lady STILL ven
tho it should be in a kitchen
Anastasia shrugged her shoulder s.
WHY don't YOU teach, or take in
soy.inr -. SOMETHING Of tbat sort .,
R.cl.y III bor M. She an mat liz -
this snccios Of catocb,.m
q dont tcacb bocanso tbe viuoo
school is already taken. l don't sew
because nobody in this vicinity has
an. se,vino 70 o;,e mo Now oil yc,,
olior, ,,o - ,,oss2,
Miss Anostaeia drew bocl, a n
p. .l., 1ya,t.l wont N, st,;r. ~ t5e
b.r.al.oo,.,.,s roo,, ,,;nb ,ho d;onit /,
&c ,,,r,, ,r,or
Alrs RroIn leieureIv nol;shed be r
sno.l.c,.s on tbo on1 If her onron q 3
III listened - Recl,.s statement , +
ho,. o,,ond
.Do t.ur said Mrs brown RIO
.h;nl. &c ,onr oo;p, ont ASA l;tc,,ep
III Ub, ,o,, bon3s ;s nc whit o. os
S.,.;,s ~ n cooedovn in he
u.,I1 o;r,t ;,o,l Uido,y Ia,tel
ma. ol,,.o,.s bold how booa so hinb
Do,, % kitchen ral
.v-h.., i no horn ., so;l p NV
o,,o,oso1lv q have vet f. loorn thot
thn,n : INV disoraco in oarnipe nm
honest livelihood in whatsoever nan
ner ,oov seom hest,
uOf oorrso &c co,,rso soid Mrs
prour oprt stasio never wasl ,ed
d;sh ~ ironod = nocket ,bandk. rcbiei
- hor ,;fo sbo tiinks ~ kind Of low
70 work-and then stasia's 50 liter
ou However, 7 don't kno. y ne
- onu oh;oct;orsvbat an Won
dog -
And Becky went through a list Of
her domestic accomplishment IS as
calmly as a fashionablv attired young
lady enumerates the conque SITS she
has made, or the number of parties
she has attended during the year
Mrs. Brown nodded her head the ught-
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Daily national Republican. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1862-1866, 1865-03-02

Gov. ASDRGW ON THH EDUCATION or TEE
INDUSTRIAL CLAssRs.-Mr. Isaac Newton,
Commissioners OF the Agricultural Depart
meat In the Department Of the Interior, in
his monthly report for January, says that
"of the official notices made by the EIecu.
uyeS Of the different States OF the donation
by Congress for the establishment Of In
dustriAl Colleges, We admire and approve
most that OF Gov. Andrew, OF Massa-
chusetts. 1t exhibits genuine sympathy
for the industrial classes, a Just perception
Of the extent OF the instruction they should
receive, and correct ideas OF the mode by
which that instruction may bost be given"
Daily national Republican. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1862-1866, 1865-03-02

HILL OUT IN THE CoLp.--In = careful
article on shermAn'S campaign, the Army
and NdVv Journal says; "His feInt on Au-
guStA not only cut of D. II. Hin and all
Governor Browns Georgia leVles, but II held
back Beauregsrd's hopes for reinforce
mcnts from Hood. The Simultaneous
movements on BrAnchville aud Charleston
kept apart the several columns OF Beau
regard and Hardee. Nor was this sll.
Sherman has actually not only Outmarched
his opponents, but BY tearing up the Au-
RustA and Charleston railroad, he has left
all the 0GorgiA forces hopSleaSly In his
rear, and these, which alone could have
defeated him, are - useless 10 BeauTsgAEd
now % the uoops OF Price or MAgradsr, I"