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Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
Saturday Night.

What blessed things Saturday nights
are, and what would the people of this
world do without them? Those breath
moments in the march of life; those lit
tie twilights in the broad and garish
glare of noon, when pale yesterday look
ed beautiful through the shadows, and
laces, changed long ago, smile sweetly-
again in the hush, when one remembers
"the old folks at home," a"d the old
arm chair, and the little brother that
died, and the little sister that was
translated"
Saturday nights make people humane!
set their hearts to beating softly, as they
used to DO before the world turned them
into wax drums, and Jared them to
pieces with tattoos.
The ledger closes with a clash; the
on-doored vault comes to with bang;
up go tho shutters with a will click
goes the key in the lock. 1t is Saturday
nigl t, and business breathes free again.
IIomewarl, hol The door that has been
ajar all the week gently closes behind
him--tho world is shut out Shut in,
rather. Here are the treasures nfler all,
and not in the vault, not in the book
save the old fumily Bible--and not in the
bank.
The dim and dusty shops are swept
up, the hammer is thrown down, the
apron is dofed, and labor hastens with {
lipht stefy honewnrd hollnd
Saturday night" family murmur,
tho languishing, ns she turns wearlly
upon her couch; land there is another
to comef'
Saturday night OF last!'' whispers
tine weeper above the dying; "and it il
Sunday Tomorrow and tomorrow. -
Ee.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

said Magullin, ITO stanGVpon and fasfCH
up the grape vine. / wagn't quite done
with it yet"
We'll, it's too late now, Mac, TO ct
tend TO The vines, and ar"
" No, it mint, Sue; I'll do it immodi
ately after dinner, so let the barrel re-
main until I come home"
So the barrel was left to stand four
days more in front of the wash-house
door, in verybody's way, and especial
ly so in Bridget Mahoney's who had
been thrown double somersault, soap
and bucket included, oyer the thing OF
hoops and slaves and she didn't like it.
"Be gor," said Bridget, "an'-an' I'd
like to DO cuttin' yees up wild de axe
there yees go torn me frock by the
dirthy nail in yees. Fake that, ye dir
thy spu!p, ye p
Bridget in her wrath up foot, and Civ
ing the barrel kick, it flew around as
sensible as a thing of life; while Bridget
Mahoney, losing her equilibrium by her
muscular action against the-barrel-
down she came, all in bunch upon the
bricks, just as her cousin-and who ever
knew a young female Celt without her
cousin 2--the soap-fat collector, entered
the back cato. -
Bridget got Gp froiGl Der position SC
awkward, and was about to run into the
wash-room, when, as if in spite or re
vengeful feelings, the same nail head
that had given Bridget the former tcal
in. her garment, seized upon her skirts
again, as she whirled into the washery
and tore rent from base to waist. This
was beyond enduration, the blood of the
Mahoneys was up, aud Bridget. in spite
of tho presence OF her cousin, gave The
poor barrel such a=sTccession of acute
blows and knocks, fist and fo +, that tho
object of her wrath performed g-series o
gyrations and fiip-haps, as q whale tur
might be supposed to perform in th'
breakers.
"Brdget !" calls Mrs. Magpifin, ai
she views the entertainment from thu
diniug-room window. Bridget. wha
are you doing with the barrel?"
rll-Tll-take that, an a-an' a.
that, We dirthy devili" cried tie highl,
excited ard almost breathless kltchel
maid, continuing TO sgalopade the fate'
barrel allaround the yard.
"Whirra, whirra, now, Mfsssa1ahon
ey, me darlintP' excirims the eousin.-
"What the deuce are yees at? BE don
wild yees kickin' the barrel Doesn'
yees see the mistress and mesilf?"
"Ochr' cries Bridget, all of sudde
, realizing the ridicnlops position she oc
cupied. Och nspSs1e 657scd for tn
culinary department in excessive haste
"Now, by George says N1agunir
jumping up from his easy chair, an
dashing his cigar intosthe gratc----s = nov
/, Sue, I'll go and fix up the grape vine.-
! Bridget, where is the barrel7p
"Ha, hap calculates Mrs. Mac. "Fre
you should have seen Bridget in battl
royal, this morning, with that barrel
She has either broken the burrel or he
s feet into flinders"
"She must have been well put
work, faith" says Mac. Bridget" j
continued; descending to the front var,
}. "bring out that barrel come, be spry,
= Indade, sir" says Bridget, tan
: an'-bad cess to't-it's my very fat "
r kilt Wild I'll; Of yc plaze, I'D rather n
touch it."
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

Numerous and strange were the con-
| lectures and remarks made by officers
and men. Who, and what was he !?
How long had he been there2 How did
he get there? The general conclusion
was, that he was one of the crew of some
vessel wrecked upon the iceburg itself,
of which no vestige remained.
Eyes, like enough" said one of the
sailors; she run into the ice in the dark,
and went down like stone, same as we
may have done any time these last six
weeks"
"Perhaps he was aloft when she
struck, and got pitched up where he is
now."
"As like to be pitched into the moon,"
joined another contemptuously. "Why
that ere precipice is three times as high
as the tallest mast ever rigged."
Perhaps, now suggested third,
"its some awful cruel skipper, who's
been hazing and ill-treating his crew
till they couldn't bear it any longer, and
was drove to mutiny, and put him
ashore there all alone to die by himself,
so that they should not have his blood
upon their hands; or, may be, he was a
murderer"
"Ah, Bill" growled out o previous
speaker, "you've alwas a good word to
say for every one, you have"
1t was very old man who spoke next,
one who was looked up to as great au-
thority in all such matters, although
lie was usually remarkably taciturn,
and would never enter into an argument.
He quietly deposited his quid in his hat,
and, as this was always done preparato-
ry to his making speech, his shipmates
waited in silence for him to begin.
"That there ice island" he said, at
last, was not launched yesterday, nor
yet last year, nor the year before, per-
haps; and, by the loooks of him, he's
been for a pretty long cruise, in warm
latitude-last sumner, may be - and
then come back home fer the winter
Now it's just there, I expect, that
great piece has broken off and drifted
away; and, 1 calculate, twas lower and
moro shelving off-not SO steep and rock
like MS it is now. Twas there that poor
chap was cast ashore from ship or boat.
WIS trying to make his way up to
pwto take look around and
nsn be lay down and
Vlg.ke again
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
Written for the "ciaston Herald
To vfpIa.'s


How oft, in my fancy ths,stprm have seen,
When dreaming OF noEe save the truest
of true.
Fond memory still lingrrs where thou hast
been,
And recalls that pIeasr4 Tint sweet In
terview.
Though the cmblems of ssgrct lave hung
DER my brow,
While lonely and checlsess my moments
I've passed;
Yet may not hope thatthe first plighted
VOW,
We ne'er will forget-nay be kept to the
lasti
And should'st thou in sasness ba destined
to weep,
Ger the wreck of thy hcaes now so cheer
ing and gay,
Be assured therei one whom thy imagewin
keep,
Inscribed on his memo. until both shan
decay.
There is sweet expression in thy youthful
placid face,
Gentle "ylola, s~feasS s--,sass449s,ss4s ssushta
away,
Which bids my spirit in 'isyearnings trace
1t from earthliness and ibis viteorb clay,
1 do not worship lovelincss, butalways look,
Where God has stampei 3nis image tiar
(On woman's face as on Il speaking book,
And thine is one so ragiant of him, de-
clare.
so calm and pure one cannot fail II see,
When bowling down unlo thy likeness of
Him,
Such purity of soul portrayed in thee,
That other faces by thy de grow dim.
w. j. b.
MIILINGTON. Inna Is go
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

black spot 1t was at this the captain
had been peering through his glass
when he said: at is man."
Every glass in the ship was in requi-
sition, and every eye strained toward
one point. The excitement became al
most frantic, when one of the watchers
suddenly exclaimed that he saw the
man move his head.
We approached-so near that the pla-
teau above and its dread object were at
last hidden from view by the brink of
the precipice itself, which seemed about
to roll over and crush us. We sailed
along the side, frequently lying TO, to
explore each nook and corner, as we
passed. The further end of the island,
when we rounded it, presented quite a
new feature; the base was sapped away
and undermined, for about half mile,
by d succession of low, cavernous hol.
lows, extending inward further than we
could see, while the sea rushing in and
out tumultuously, made the pent up
air within howl and whistle like hur-
ricane. Altering our course again, VIC
steered almost due west under the south
ern side, and where its vast shadow
spread out far and wide over the ocean.
1t now looked even grander, more feai
inspiring, than before, with the sun
beaming over its rugged crest, or shin
ing through the thinner parts, and
showing tho prismatic colors of the
| .s.,l~ rff N fna leila n.
that of an irregular triangle, and i;
about five hours we had sailed complete
| ly round it. But there was no single
point at which any boat ever built coulC
have landed, even if it had been q deat
calm and the sea as still as mill-pond
much less in sucL heavy surf as wa
then faoming and creaming all arount
it. No sign of living thing was seen
excepting one great sleepy seal, that hat
crept into hole just above watermarli
and lay there as il he were in comfort
able quarters. No sign of boat, or span
or wreck. 1t was pictuIe of utter des
olation.
We hove to again at the nearest poin
could be seen. lie lay on his back
with one arm folded, in an unusual man
ner, under his head, the whole attitud
being one of easy repose; indeed, had
not been for the marbly look of his fac
and hands, we could have fanciod h
was sleeping soundly. He was clothe
as one OF the best class of seamen, il
rough pilot CLOTH, with large horn but
tons, he had no hat, and by his side la
small boat-hook, to which was tied
strip of red woolen stuff, apparently
piece of the same which he wore aroun
his neck. This, no doubt, the poor fel
low had intended on the heights as
signal. In such thin, clear atmo'
phere, with the aid of a powerful telt
scope, even his features might be plair
ly traced, and his iron-gray hair wa
seen moving in the wind.
The second mate stoutly declared tht
he recognized the mamie was quit
sure of it-an old chum and shipmate
his, with whom ho had sailed many
long voyage, and some parts Of who's
wild, varied history he told us the ne'
evening. What seemed to convince hil
more than anything was, the peculii
way in which the dead mans arm WI
slowed away under his head-his ol
L shipmate always 81 pit so, even in Ii
hammock.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
written for the Clayton Herald.l
Misjudge Me Not.
by IcENA HOWARD.


oh do not deem that would play,
The hated traitors roll;
I'd sooner feel my life decay,
Than bear peiJur'd soul!
The act was out of pure respect,
And came from FranlSness' well;
Then do not dare my gerd reject,
Or of the act e'er tell.
Although too late" do not construe,
The lateness into wrong;
'Twas out of TRUE regard for you,
/ dar'd defy the " "strongr'*
did not dream you "could forget"
The sacred code of Tfuth,
Or that an act you'll e'er regret,
When age shall dim thy youth.
Then forget" ian act of Kindness"
And "destroy," if you will;
don't live in utter blindness,
Though "seem so very STILL"
CLAYTON, June %, 80.
%boasted bravery.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
written for the Clayton Herald.l
The Whistllng Lady.
BY JACK PERKINS.


Now como poor Jack and sing song,
And sing of what you heard;
But pray don't sing one quite so long,
AS does your wounded bird"
oh pray excuse if Jack should fall
His muse is all unstrung-
To interest the Whistling Quail
Jack oft before hath sung.
But he will try and do his best,
And to the reader leave the rest
To guess what he shall fail to say,
But finish up some future day:
There came sound in warb-ling note,
Gushing from some song-strung throat
1t fell upon my careless ear,
In strains so strange-yet soft and clear.
Twas not sound of usual tone,
Yet 1t came from some living one;
ask'd lady to explain,
From whence come the curious strain.
With squirting eye she answered sly,
(Her face was rather shady,)
" 1t is the bird you oft have heard,
She is my Whistling Lady"
AS quick az thought to mind brought,
The wounded bird" she meant;
So away did slowly stray,
With mind on joking bent.
oft had read, and with surprise,
About thing known as Franchise;"
And bethought me of plan,
To franchise Ewes" as well as man.
would not bruise the poorest weed,
Nor wound the "Stinging Thistle;"
1 would not make Thy heart to bleed,
Nor ask thee not to whistle" .
So listen well and unto me,
The times near by--thy jubilee;
Then mimic, mimic, wounded bird"
Andlet thy "mournful" strains be heard
ITO be c9ntinned.l
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

In order to amuse the children on a
Sabbath, lady was engaged in reading
from the Bible the story of David and
Goliah, and coming to that passage in
which Goliah so boastingly and defiant
ly dared the young STRIPPING, little
chap, almost in his first trowsers said
"Sister, skip that, skip that, he's blow
ing want to know which licked 70
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

TELL me. Hattie, why thas sadnoss,
tell me why that look o: care; why has
flown that look of gladness, that thy fare
was wont to weari It's useless. Charley.
to dissemhle, we'll my face may wear a
frown; l have lost my largest hair-pin
and my chignJn's eoni:ug.down.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

THE friends and foes of God share
alike His bountiful blessings here on
earth, but the time will come when they
shall bc separated, one to enjoy eternal
bliss, the other eternal-woe.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
gutseeiz a pow'r divine.

hilet them feel that they would be,
Jehovah, King of kings,
A something more than shame to thee
Yea more than ,c0qthicss mingsl
j. DAIEMAN RIGGS.
CLAYTON, June %, $50.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

An Alabama editor, in putting a gro
cory kept by woman says: " Her to-
matoes are as red as her cheeks; her in
digo as blue as her own eyes and her
pepper as hot us her temper"
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
SsIeften Story.
The Man on the Iceberg.
BY j. PAUL DIxCN.

GIT is manr said the captain, hand
ing the telescope to the mate after a
long, steady look; "and he seems froz-
en- hard and fast to the side of the ice
berg"
The iceberg had been in sight since
the weather cleared at midnight, when
it looked like some high rocky head
land, except that, by watching the
bright stars behind it, we could see its
gigantic outlines swaying solemnly and
majestically up and down. There was
something solemnly grand in the slow,
stately movement of such mass
There it fioated, large enough, had it
been Land, to have been the dwelling
place of hundreds of human beings.
The lower part was of so deep purple
as to look almost black, but higher up
it shaded off to bright azure, then to a
light pale green, whilst on its lofty sum-
nit were long and slender spires and
pinnacles and pieces of thin transpar-
ent ice, worked into all manners of fan
tastic forms, and either of crystal white
ness, OF tinted with beautiful pale pink.
There were bays and promontories,
caves and grottoes, hills and dells, with
every variety of light and shade. The
island was almost equally divided by
great valley running through its centre.
This was half filled with snow, which,
thawing slowly in the sun, formed the
source of q waterfall, at a height so
great that it was blown and scattered
into fine rain before it reached the sea.
Around its basc-on which the sea was
breaking with Il noise less booming and
more musical than when it dashes on
the solid shore-was broad band of
frozen spray. which, glittering in the
inipe, looked like the silver setting
n1SSs sapphire.
ns.and on the side
snsth. CLASSY
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
Srisiunl aoostrp.
Written for the "Clayton Herald'J
MY HEART.

Many there are, to hide their own shame,
Who would barter their souls to hell
And breathe mildew ON q true friends name
And pine for want of more to tell.
Obi bleeding, bleeding is my heart,
And torn with anguish sore;
For 1t would act the christians part,
And live in sin no more.
Obi it would tune holy Tyre,
And chant pure strains love;
'Twould give each chord sacred fire,
Drawn from A Choir above.
With angels pure 'twould mingle song,
In Great Jehovahs praise;
'Twould cleanse itself of ev'ry wrong,
And walk in Wisdom's ways.
'Twould dismiss each canl1ering thought,
Forgive its vilest foes;
'Twould deem its wrongs by others wrought
Its joys instead of woes.
'Twould learn to feel and ever say,
"'Tis noble to forgive"
And lead a life from day to day,
Such as the holy live.
'Twould have A friend above this earth,
In Whom it might confide;
Eternal and of sinless birth,
In Whom its griefs to hide.
And OIL 'twould love both friend and foe,
And i'll of none 'twould speak,
But ever strive to lessen woe,
And urge them good to seek.
But bark it hears foul SANDERS voice,
!. AS waited on the gale;
bears her Aspin tongue rejoice,
Hassothino Scandals tale
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

Industry and perseverance are two
great essentials, and are applicable Ia
every honest man.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26
An Expensive Barrel.

TlRED," said Mrs. Maguflin, f'how
L long do you irtend to let that
old barrel stand in our way there ~
"Me let it stand-did leave it there?"
"Well, it stood around the front yard,
and I was so tired of sc6,ag it that got
Bridget to carry it into il.e wood house,
and she going in there llxt night with a
bucket of soap, fell oveS e barrel, and
made a pretty mess ofitT
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

hearth. The bodI1Oms arc world too
orderly. There is too much leisurs.and
too little care. Alas what mean these
things? Is somebody growing old ?
Are these signs aud tokens2 Is life
waning ?-H. w. Beecher.
Clayton herald. (Clayton, Del.) 1867-1870, 1869-06-26

Many there are, to hide their own shame,
Who would barter their souls to hell
And breathe mildew ON true friends name,
And pine for want of more to tell.
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Tho attention of the public is called 10 great
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