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Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

that morning, in dismay. There was mud
on his clothes, mud on his face, and mud
mud on his hands. He looked at his com.
panion, and then, despite his good breed
ing, burst into an uproarous burst Of
laughter. She did not appear to be all
pleased with his mirth, and turned up her
muddy little nose in contempt.
"Tom saw her displeasure. and attempted
to apologize.
y suppose ought to let you laugh to
your hearts content, after resculng me
from that predicament,' said she, little
Grossly.
"Oh, not by means, miss. | assure you
| haven't the least desire to do such a
thing" answered Tom. soothing his mirth
as best he could.
She eyed him suspiciously.
Il suppose 50. | think the best thing
we can do is to 60 home," she unused.
Pm of your opinion" said the imper-
tulabe Tom.
She gathered up her soiled dress in one
hand, and, turning, hesitating said:
Il would be pleased to know the name
ofthe gentleman who so kindly assisted
me. Nv own is Kate Neville, and re
side in that white house you see yonder.'
She pointed toward stately dwelling,
plainly dlscernable above the low hills in
the distance.
"Ah! beg pardon. am called Tom
Crane. | am present visiting an aunt,
Miss Rivers. of Fairfield
"Allow- me TO bid you good morning J"
said Kate, turning from her companion.
Miss Ncvlile,' called Tom determined
Is, shall have the honor of calling on
you :"
"l shall be pleased 10 see you
He raised bis hat galIartly, and Strode
home to his amiablc aunt.
To that estimable lady he would give
no explanation for the soiled state OF his
garments, telling her plainly that ut was
none OF her business"
The next day he got himself up in the
most fascinating manner, and sailed oIt
to call on Miss Neville. The servant
showed him into the parlor. and Kate rose
to meet him. She offered HIM her hand,
which Tom took with all the freedom of
an old acquaintance.
Where have | seen her? She is de-
cidedIy pretty" he mutterei TO himself.
\ pair OF sparkling dark eyes we've ma
king sad havoc under his left vest pocket.
She sang for him, and playe! the most
delicious ans, and talked SO charmingy,
that Tom found the morning far advanced
bct,trr ha took his dapaTture
This one visit was the preface TO many
that followed, and Tom found that exis-
tence was impossible unless he could call
Kate his own. SO, tie last time he called
on her, he stated bis case, and Kate doc
tored him-tha: is, she answered him yes,
to a question he asked her, and few
weeks later they were married
Il hen Miss Rivers was informed of the
engagement she remarked driiy;
TON don't like girls :"
Il swear do. adore the whole sex
old maids, cats and all, cried Tom, tri-
umphantly.
Miss Rivers laughed long and merrily,
A few weeks after their marriage, Kate
said to her liege lord:
Tom. do yon know where you FIRST saw
me
certainly do" replied he sin mud
puddle, to be sure .a
NO indeed. 1t was one morning last
spring, on Broadway i. u
Tom >pIang cxcitedly to his feet.
You we're stopping at Adams, and l
tried TO get introduced because-'
Because l had such pretty feet" in
tcrrupted his wife, smiling and blushmg.
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

These goods have been selected
with great care to suit the wants OF
this community, and will be sold as
heretofore, at the lowest living rates
for cash or exchanged for country
produce at market prices. Thankful
for the past liberal patronage, | shall
endeavor by strict attention to my
business, to merit continuance OF
the same, and will try to make the
future still more attractive and ben
efcial to customers.
c. DETRICK.
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02
4 ROUNDELAY.

Come sit beneath the hawthorne tree,
And press thy lips to mine;
have a merry song for thee,
Will cheer thy heart like wine.
o well the bonny heath may smile,
The lark sing clear above:
For we will love little while.
Though al in vain we love.
And green the leaves should be o'erhead.
The bracken Drawn beneath
For oh, that thou and lay dead
Upon the bonny heath
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

RIcH EDIToR.-Somebody says editors
are poor whereupon an exchange re-
marks
''Ilumbuc " Here we are, editor of
a country newspaper, fairly in rolling in
wealth We have good office, paste
pot, double -barrelled gun, two suits Of
clothes, three kittens, Newfoundland pup
two gold watches, thirteen day and two
night shirts, carpet on our floors, pretty
wife, lone corner lot, have ninety cents in
cash, ont of debt, and have no rich rela-
tives. five are not wealthy it is pity"
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

Eg allow much do you AK for your
bald faced goose" said the son OF Erin TO
the keeper of a museum.
as it not goose it is owl" said the
keeper.
> "Devil bit do | care how ovid it is
I want it for the boardcrs They'll ate 1t. "
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

BY JOHN QUILL
There was man named Furguson,
He lived on Market Street,
He had speckeled Thomas Cat,
That couldn't well be beat;
He'd catch more rats and mice and sich
Than forty cats could eat.
This cat would come into the room
And climb up on cheer,
And there he'd sit and lick hisself
And purr so awful queer,
That Furguson would yell at him
But still he'd purr-severe.
And then he'd climb the moOnlit fence,
And loaf around and yOwl,
And spii and claw another eat
Alongside of the jOwl
And then they both would shake their tails,
And Jump around and howl.
Oh this here cat of Furgusons
Was fearful then to see
He'd yell precisely like he was
In awful agony
u
Had struck some small baby.
And all the mothers in thestreet,
Walked by the horrid din,
Would rise right up and search their babes,
To find some worryin' pin;
And still this vigorous cat would keeD
A hollerin' like sin.
And as for Mr.. FurgusOn
Twas more than he could bear,
And SO he hurled his boot.Jack out,
Right through the midnight air;
But this vociferous Thomas cat
Not one cent did he care
For still he yOwled and kept his fur
a standin' up on end,
And his old spine doublin' up
Just like Grecian Bend,
As If his hopes Of happiness
Did on his lungs depend.
But while a curvin' of his spine
And waitin' to attack
A eat upon the other fence,
There came an awful crack;
And this here speckled Thomas cat
Was busted in the back.
When Furguson came down next day,
There lay his old feline.
And not a life was left in him
Although he had had nine,
"AIl this here comes" said Furguson,
"Of curvin' Of his spine
Now all ye men whose tender hearts
This painful tale does rack,
Just take this moral to yourselves,
All Of you, white and black;
Don't ever go, like this here cat,
To gettin' up your back
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

How SIZE kNEw.-Two young misses
discussing the qualities of some young
gentlemen, were overheard thus,
"Well, like Charlie, but he is little
girIish he hasn't got the least bit Of a
beard" t.'"
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

TIE BLAcKBIRD.-When blackbird
once learns tune he never forgets it or
any part Of | once knew bird that
could whsle "Polly Hopkins" with Won
derful accuracy. His owner sold him, at
the same time making his purchaser sc-
quainted with the birds favorite tune. As
soon as he got him home, he at once
hung up the blackbird, and on going to
the piano struck up "Polly Hopkins" The
birds master, however, introduced parts
into the tune he had never heard before;
SO, after listening a while, he began kissing,
fluttering his wings, and otherwise signify
ing his dsta.te OF the whole performance.
Much surprised, The gentleman left off
playing, and then the blackbird opened
his throat, and favored his new master with
his version of "Pol!y Hopkins" nor would
he ever listen with any patience to any
other version. This same blackbird. after
staying in the service of the above men
toned gentleman for two years, was adop-
ted by sesious family, where "PolIy Hop
kins,' and all such profanity, were sedu-
ously avoided. Whenever, poor "Joe"
(the backbirds name) attempted to strike
up the old tune, cloth was thrown over
the cage and he was silenced. The family
consisted of IN old lady and her two
daughters, and every night, at o'clock,
prayers were read and the Evening
Hymn" sung and Joe, who was an obedi-
ent bird, and anxious to conform with the
habits of the house, speedily learned the
tune, and regularly whistled 1t while the
old woman ana her daughters sang it.
This went on for six or seven years, when
the mother died and the daughters separa-
ted, and Joe, now an aged blackbird, fell
into new hands bnt to his dying day he
never gave up the Evening Hymn"
Panctual, as the clock struck seven, he
tuned up and went straight through with
it with the gravity OF parish clerk
B3etoas Home Pets.
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

On Washing-days she has the headache.
and does her head up in brown paper and
vinegar, and | have to make toast for her
at the kitchen fire make some for my
self too.
Aunt Jerusha says that nobody knows
what size has done for that boy. That
boy is Me, again. told Pa what she
said. lie said it wasjust SO. Nobody DID
know, Ma says that Aunt Jerusba means
well, and that she's pas dear sister. |
don't see why that's any reason she should
scold me when l eat cabbage with a
knife.--N. \. Conference.-The. ...
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02
1l1gOming Qemutrat.

4 lemocrauc weekly
c.psr devoted to Po!l
,c News, the Arts
,IS.!ences Sc. Puj-
IisheI every We ines
ity. at Tunkhannock
ycoring County, Pa
gf HARVEY .SICNER
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02
Latest VeeVS.

Latest .VeaVS.
Late arrival of New Goods.
Great Bargains at the New Store of
G. Detrick,
IN S. stark's Brick Block,
AT TUuKHANNOCK, PRNN'A.
Having just returned from the City, am now
opening an entire New Stock OF
F ALL G. 90 DIS.
and of the lorgest and richest assortments
offered in this community. Consisting of
RICH AND FANCY COLRD DRESS
SILKS,
FRENCH AND ENGLISH MERINOS,
EMPRESS AND PRINCESS CLOTHS,
POPLINS, PAREMETTOS,
BLACK AND COLoRED
ALPACCAS WOOL ARMURE, PEkIN
AND MOUSELIEU DELAINS, IMPORTED
AND DOMESTIC GINGHAMS, PRINTS
Of Best Manufactures and --latest Styles,
Ladies Cloths and Sacgueings, Cloths,
Cassimeres, Vestinss
SutenGtts TweoIs,
Jeans, COtonsdes.
Drills, Denims,
Ticks. Checks,
Stripes
Shoeti ings
Shirttngs, Bleachel
Brown. Shawls,
Sontags. Hoods.
Fu.s, Ladies Retcules, Shopping Bags and Baskets
TRUNKS. VALISES, and TRAVELLING
BAGS,
--latest! !Styles,
Kid, Silk, Lisle Thread, Cotton
Gloves, Hosiery, Notions,
Toilet and Fancy
GOODS,
FANCY SOAPS, PERFUAERY,
9c, &c, H.
-:O:-
Black end Colored TelUcts,
Ribbons,
Rq7les,
FrWa,
Fringes,
Bra ids,
Beads, Ball and Bugle Trimmings
A Large quantity CHEST STYLE HOOP SKIRTS
and CORSETTS, select from Manufacturer, at
greatly reduced prices,
FLANNELS all Coiors and Qualities.
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31uetrg.
THE SUICIDAL CAT.
DY JOHN QUILL.

AN UNFORTUNATE GRECIAN BEND.
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Business Notices.

ID x. IL w 4 LITTLE ATTORNEYS AT
II LAW Office on Tioga Street Tunkhnnnock la
Wyoming democrat. [volume] (Tunkhannock, Wyoming Co., Pa.) 1867-1940, 1868-12-02

A Large quantity ofBEST STYLE HOOP SKIRTS
and CORS ETTS, select from Manufacturers, at
greatly reduced prices,
Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-12-09

How pleasant it is when night comes aud
we are weary, to lay our heads on soft pill.
low, and go swecty to sleep.
But it often happens that our pillow con.
tains a thorn have just read paper
about child who found a thorn in her pillow,
and it hurt her very much Shall tell you
about it? Well, here is the story -
A little girl went to visit her grandmother,
who lived at some distance from her mothers
and fathers home. She seemed happy all
day. for she had everything to make her hap
py but when her grandmother went to look
at her after she was asleep, she saw tear.
drops on her eyelashes
"Ah," said the old lady next morning.
" you were little homesick last night, my
dear"
so no, grandmother" Mabel replied, Z"
never could be homesick here
1t was just so the next night, aud the next
at length grandmother thought, as the child
seemed troubled, that she would sit up in the
ucXt room until she went to sleep. Present.
~ although Mabel was tucked up, she began
to rustic the quilt, and shake her pillow, and
her grandmother heard little sob, 80 She
went to her and said -
Mabel, my child you have a thorn in
your pillow; what is it2"
Then the little girl hid her face, and began
to cry aloud. Her grandmother was very
much troubled At length Mabel answered.
40, grandmother, when am alone here,
cannot forget how said, i won't, mother
aud | cannot unsay il and mother is good
and loves me so much, and-I was so
naughty"
And the tears streamed afresh down the
ehild's checks. Here, then was the thorn in
her pillow, and she could not withdraw It.
And 50 it will be, by-and-by, with the little
boy who is selfish and unkind at home.
When he is away among strangers, he will
think Of the home Of his childhood, and the
recollection of some unkind word or action
will be a thorn in his pillow when he retires
at night. And the little girl who does not
care to help her mother now, will find thorn
in her pillow when that mother sleeps in the
grave.
Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-12-09

knew then precisely how the case stood
This coarse aunt was teaching the child tc
beg exercising this inhuman treatment tc
accomplish her object She required stip.
ulatcd sum every night. | did not suppose
that the woman could be cruel enough ia
leave the child all night in the street ! pre-
saHed that she intended to keep her out long
en8ugh to impress the child with the import
ance Of bringing homo The necessary amount
in the future.
lwaIked quickly to ihe little girl lying
upon her side, at the foot Of the half.dozen
steps leading up to the door. She was hurt
badly from the fall and utterly overcome
with grief
took her up in my arms, aud placed my
face to hers The unexpected Kindness un-
sealed the fountain, and the hot tears flowed
fast down my face. Her arms found their
way around my neck, and she pressed me
closer and closer had upon that day toiled
since early morning to add to my store, but
no sweetness Of the day, though maryeIousy
successful, was like the sweetness Of Luty's
clasp and tears.
| carried her in my arms all the way to
my house upon the West Side. The next day
| procured her suitable clothing. The lone
illness left my house, and no child of my own
loves nc more tondly now than dear little
buty jdst twelve years old to-day
SeYenty-hye thousand dollars invested in
bonds have never yielded me so much happi-
ness as the affection Of this girl Invest
ments IN flesh and blood made in the right
spirit, not lof slavery but for emancipation,
are, | am convinced, the most judicious and
best paying investments on earth
Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-12-09
4 enperanDp.


"'lhiAf pt Noi GUILTY
This History Of King Alcohol is a histor,
Of shame and corruption, Of cruelty anC
crime.
lie has taken the glow of health from til,
cheos, and placed there the reddish hue oi
the wine cup
lie has taken the lusire from the eye, and
made il dim aud bloodshot.
lie has taken beauty and comoliness from
the face, aud loll il ill-shaped and boatcd.
He has taken strength from the limbs and
made them weak and toitefng.
He has taken frmuoss and elasticity from
the step aud made il faltcring and treacher-
GUS
Tie has taken yigor from the arm and lcf,
ilabbiness aud weakness.
He has taken vitality from the blood and
filled i with poison and The socls Of disease
and death
He has Transformed this body, fearfullv
and wonderfully made, Gods master piece Of
mechanism, IN vile loathsome, sinking
mass Of humanity.
He has entered the brain, the temple Of
thought dethroned reason, and made il reel
with folly.
lie has taken the beam Of Intelligence
from out Of the eye, and left in exchange the
stupid state Of idocy and dullness.
He has taken the impress Of cnnobled man.
hood from the face aud left the mark of sen.
suality and brutishnoss
He has bribed the tongue to utter madness
and dwelling.
lie has taken cunning from the hands aud
turned them from deeds of usefulness to be.
come instruments of brutality and murder.
He has broken the ties Of friendship and
planted the seeds of enmity.
lie has made the kind. mdulgent father
brute, a tyrant, and II murderer
He has Transformed the kind aul affection
ate mother into very fend of british in-
carnaton
He has made obciieut sons and daughters
the breakers Of hearts and the destroyers of
homes.
lie has taken the luxuries from off the
table, and compelled men to cry on account
of famine and to beg for bread.
He has stolen mems palaces aud given them
novels in exchange.
tle has robbed men Of valuable acres and
given not decent burial place in death.
He has filled our streets and highways
with violence and lnwlcssncss.
He has complicated our laws and crowded
our court
He has filed to oyeraowug houses of cor
rection aud penitentiarcs.
He has poopled with his multitudes our
poorhouses
He has Strengthened us for room in our IN
sane asylum.
lie has taken away faith, hope and charity,
yea, all that is lovely and of good report,
and given despair, inddelity, enmity, aud all
the emotions and deeds Of wickedness.
He has banished Christ from the heart and
created hell within it.
He has wrecked and enfeebed the bodies,
and destroyed the minds, and im-
perlled and damned the souls of our fellow
men.
These are counts Of our indictment Let
the world judge the truth
Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-12-09

The New York Express says one may see
in front of hotel in the Bowery the statue
Of man in rags, leaning disconsolately
against stump; hopeless despair aud dogged
indifference are visible in every lineamont.
Inquire what it means, and you will learn
that many years ago a,poor German cmigraut
stood IN that guise On that spot gazing in
misery into an eating house opposite He
had left the Faderland full of youth and
hope, and found his adopted country ndiifer-
ent and inhospitabe and in sight of food
contemplated sell-dcstruction as the dread al
tentative to theft or starvation. A gentle
man observed his unhappy air, and accosted
him in his native tongue. Having learned
his history and admiring his frankness, he
gave him food and commended him to a
friendly house as porter BY thrift and in
dustry the poor German boy became success
sively partner and sole proprietor. On the
site of his memorable encounter with the
good Samaritan, he erected the hotel and
placed his own statute upon it. He became
one Of the largest importers and a million
aire
Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-12-09
5ltisnellanu.


just after the death Of the flowers,
And before they are buried in snow.
There comes O festival season,
When nature is all aglow-
Aglow with mystical splondor
That rivals the brightness VI Spring
Aglow with beauty more tender
Than aught which fair summer could bring
Some spirit akin To the rainbow
Then borows It's magical dyes.
And mautles the iair spreading landscape
In hues thnt bewider the eyes
The sun from his cloud pillowed chamber,
Smiles soft ON vision 80 gny,
Mud dreams that his iavoritc children,
The ilowers, have not yet passed away.
There luminous mist on the mountains.
A light, azure haze in the air,
As ifanges, while heaecnward soaring.
Had left their bright robes floating there
The breeze is 50 soft, ~ oaressing.
II seems a mute token Of love.
And fonts 10 the heart like blessing
From some happy spirit above.
These days, 50 serene, and SO charming
Awaken dreamy delight
\ tremulous, fearful enjoyment
Like soft strains of music at night
We know thcy aw hiding and lleeting.
That quickly, too quickly, they n end
And we watch them with yearning
Asat parting We watch a dear friend
Oh beautiful Indian summer
Thou tavorte child OF the year.
Thou darling, whom Nature enriohes
With gifts and adornments So dear
How lain we WOO thee To linger
On mountain and meadow awhile,
IVptffr hfNrfl L.. 8
Rejoice and grow young in thy smile,
Not alone to the sud fields Of Autumn
Dost thou n lost brightness restore,
but thou hringest word-weary spirit
Sweet dreams OF its childhood once more
Thy loyeiness fills us with memories
Ofall that was brightest and best
Thy peace and serenity offer
\ ioretaste of heavenly rest.
Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1868-12-09
The Mutabllities Of Life.


In his recent volume on the - Moral Uses
of Dark Things" Dr. Bushnell says;
- Reputation-what is it, but phantom
that we are more likely to be anxious for than
to have by a secure title? Friends are not
angels, and too often prove that they are
more wisely suspected than trusted Money
where shall we place it? The safe is moi
safe enough. The bank is scarcely better
The public securities are most insecure in the
keeping Short notes have wings that are
long enough to fly away. Stocks are some.
times only wings without body. Mortgages
must be clear of liens going before, and fire.
and collapses Of value coming after. Exeeu.
tors, guardians, agents, who can tell what
breaches Of trust they are coneoeting? So
that no kind of footing, or property, on bene-
fit Of condition obtained, is sufficiently clear
of risk to be entirely reliable, Unlocked for
mischances will come, and dozen mischances
coming together viii put their victim in a
strait he never expected 10 see Or suppose
man too firmly grounded in his wealth to
be disturbed by any such combination of mis-
chances, he is yet subject to other kinds Of
mischances, that will make his life more base
less and frail than any mere collapse in prop
erty A profligate son, daughter badly
married, wife hopelessly insane, socreted in
hospital to die-any one, or all these togeth-
er, show him how completely subject he still
is to the mutabilities of time. Or, il may be
that he only suffers that most common of
mortal disasters, the loss Of his health and
when that goes how incontinently vanish the
delights of the senses, the Joys Of motion, the
zests of enterprise; and from that point on
ward the poor man, laden with so heavy spoils
of fortune, is like mule dragging in deep
sands and getting no toothold. There is also
grand mischance, a king of mischanees,
whose shadow, riding by, we often think we
see, and the touch of whose fell fingers, we
know, sends us quickly away Our very
world element, in short, is fckleness, and If
we try to make it firm, by the firm hold we
put on it, straws are only straws, though we
clutch them ever 50 tightly.