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The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1873-02-20
WHOLE NO. 1914.
[From The chronological JournaI.l
Churlish People.
BY ANNA CLEAvES.


Talk about the gloomy days of Novenl-
ber, or the blighting frosts and chilling
winds of December. Bless mel would
rather live in fog, and chill, and shadow
of a lifetime of such weather, than to be
continually under the influence of churl-
ish people.
Look into their faces; what are to be
seen there but scowls, and frowns, and
discomfort; reminding one of a snarlin9
mastiff chained to his kennel.
With them one would suppose that
everything had gone wrong from the day
of their birth to the present time; and
they seem determined that everybody
and everything with whom they come in
contact should partake of the same churl-
ish spirit. The very dog which follows
their footsteps. and the horse upon which
they ride seem to imbibe the same sullen
disposition.
If the animal race is influenced by such
spirit, how direful must it effects upon
the human mind. A child subjected to
the cold, rigid discipline of such parents
will, in most cases, lose all the kind. ge-
nial warmth of its nature, and become
shy and conservative to a fault. A home
with such a shadow ever resting over It's
threshold, is more like gloomy prison
cell than haven of peace and JOY and
love. a@eJ
AS the Is U1aQc aware Oh bu0
near approach of an iceberg by the sud-
den falling of the temperature, so the
quick, tender, sensitive mind at once de-
tects the presence of these churlish peo-
pie. One glance at the hard stern coun-
tenance is enough to repel the warmest
heart, and to dampen the ardor and en-
thusiasm of tie most ambitious aspirant.
These churlish people are universally
tault-hnding people. With them the
sun never shines at the right time; tho
wind never blows the right way it is al
ways too much, or not enough of thing;
and SO everything is wrong side up, and
wrong side out One can not turn around
! in their presence but it is in the wrong
direction, nor can he speak ON any sub
ject but he is made to feel that he has
said the wrong thing. As to a good
hearty, healthy joyous laugh, it would
bring forth q frown darker than The
blackest cloud that ever preceded thun-
der-gust in the tropics The only way to
escape from such people is to fee from
them, as one would flee from the plague.
Whenever meet with a churlish per
son, always feel as if he needed good
shaking up; just as cat would shake
mouse. And then | would beg and be-
seech of him to smile for humanity's sake
to smile. And not only to smile, but to
speak; and to speak frankly, and kindly,
| and cheerfully. l never could endure
this halfway kind of people! If per-
son takes me by the hand, want to feel
his grasp; and if he speaks, let him speak
as he had some life, and soul, and encr-
gy about him.
In my dollhood days if had rag baby
whose appearance did not please me,
made believe put it in an oven and bake
it over again" This process was suppos-
ed to remodel and beautify it. And this
is just what these churlish, grumpy peo-
pie need-a remodeling, and good thor
ough baking.
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The Money Value of Intelligence.

Every thoughtful man recognises the
money value of intelligence in COM
munity It is for this, in part, says the
Country Gentleman, that the State builds
sshool houses and furnishes free educa-
ton to the masses. knowledge Is
power" even the ignorant respect it,
and pay it many an involuntary compE-
ment. The power consists in the ability
to better ones condition more rapidly;
and in doing that-such are the relations
of men to each other-they usually bene-
fit all around them. The improvements
on a piece of real estate do not affect the
owner al one, but indirectly extend to
the neighborhood, and next find their
way to the assessors books and thus
benefit the nation. 1t is like the ripple
which pebble starts when thrown into
the water-it spreads wider and wider,
and though after awhile the visible effect
disappears, we know that it does affect
the whole body, no matter how large.
So when something is added to the
worlds wealth, it benefits the whole
world, although we may not be able to
trace its full effects.
When an enterprising man buys run
down, neglected farm, with ricketty and
dilapidated buildings, and at once pro-
ceeds to improve it, clears up the un-
slightly fence corners, drains the wet
land, pulls out stumps or rocks, moves
the barn to the back of the house. and
sets the new house little distance back
of the highway, lays out lawn with
pleasant walks and shade trees and
hedges: brings blooded stock with him,
and causes his acres to produce three
fold more than ever before, what man so
stupid as not to recognize that that is u
pecuniary gain to the neigh borhood No
matter how selfish the owner may be at
heart, if he makes his farm more valua-
BILE, he does the same, to some extent to
all around him. The neighbors like to
see a handsome farm near them even if
they never think of selling, and when
they do try to sell, the prospective buyer
will invariably have his attention called
to the handsome property over the way,
or which adjoins, or at least is not far Off
Spectators holding unimproved land
like nothing so well as to be able to say
(because nothing is more potent) that it
lies in the very best of neighborhoods, is
surrounded by rich farms in the highest
state of culture in a delightful region of
walks and drives; that the people are all
intelligent, and their tastes refined; that
schools and churches abound; and that
the value of the land has been proved by
the extraordinary yield of crops on the
adjacent farms. When these things can
be said truthfully, sales are comparatively
easy, and that at the highest prices.
Does not every enterprising farmer see
then-as well as those who are not
farmers-tbat there is a money value in
intelligence, and that the rapidity of its
spread concerns them very closely? I'm
provements on ones own place are well,
wise and admirable; but so are improve
ments around you There should be-
then, no neglect of the means. Every
agency which will promote farm intelli-
gence should be employed and kept up
Scientific american.
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Written for the Standard.1
DOWN BY THE RIVER SIDE.
By CONSTANCE CARLETON.
Chapter XVI.

1t is unnecessary to detail Kate's life af-
ter this. Suffice it to say that it was one
of continued anguish.
Her husbands s sole aim seemed to be to
torment and vex her.
Now more reckless than ever, he often
er sought the wine cup, and his wife fed
in terror from his harsh invectives and
cruel upbraidings.
A year of this kind of life passed away
A dark and terrible year that Kate ever
afterw&rd recalled with shudder, and
after dreaming of it would awaken with
an aching heart and brow damp with
fear.
But no word of reproach ever escaped
her lips. Though her face grew paler,
and her coral lips assumed an expression
of grief unusual in one so young, she was
ever kind to her husband, and endured
with patience all of his harsh words. Peo-
pie wondered why Mrs. Conway seemed
SO sad and careworn. She was gifted,
beautiful. wealthy, and was one of the
best dressed ladies in her circle. What
was there to trouble her?
In the presence of others Conway was
politeness and suavity personi6ed to his
wife, so that few guessed that in the
stately mansion called her home (it SEEM
ed little like a home to Kate) there was a
skeleton whose existence even the gay
est of scenes could not make her forget.
Once when Conway had gone away on
q weeks absence, Kate had stolen Wis
it ola few days to the farmhouse, and
aunt Betty had wept over the sad change
in the face of her darling.
Kate had tried to laugh away the old
lady's fears, for nothing could have in
duced her to reveal to her aunca and uncle
the sacrifice she had made for their sakes,
and her terrible suferings in consequence
of it.
This life is killing me" she moaned.
death will soon release me from it.
These last words were destined to be
verified, though not in the way she had
expected
One night when he was returning home
after having dined at restaurant with a
party of friends, hard rain storm came
care for the consequences, Conway did
not. seek shelter from it, and by the
time he reached his own residence his
clothing was soaked through and through.
This produced severe illness, and for
many days he was raving with fever.
Kate was a faithful nurse and lowered
about the invalid constantly, administer
| ing the medicine, cooling his hot brow,
and trying in vain to soothe him in his
rawlings.
| Sometimes he imagined himself with
his reckless companions, and he laughed
wildly and sang snatches of drinking
songs. Again he would speak of his
wife, mingling words of endearment with
the most opprobrious epithets.
When these fell upon her ear Hates
lips would tremble, and great tears would
roll down her cheeks The kind-hearted
physician seeing her weep once when
some word fell from Conway's lips ex-
pressive of hatred for herself, laid his
hand soothingly on her golden-brown
head, and said:
Don't mind it child, he is delirious
you know"
But Kate did mind, for she remember
ed he had often spoken so to her during
the past year, and her slight frame shook
with emotion. Once while talking softly
to himself Bertram said:
! TZes, must be buried on that little
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[From the New York Observer.l
In Haste to Condemn.
TRY A MAN BEFORE HANGING HIM.

Never have we known time when the
tongue and pen were so free with the
character of public men as at the present.
There is a recklessness in the speech of
people and the utterances of the press
that may well fill rejecting mind with
alarm.
From the readiness with which the
worst conclusions are reached, and men
are condemned whose characters have
hitherto been unimpeached, it would seem
that the public delight in defamation,
and that the ruin of a mans good name
is popular pastime. The press has be-
come a great arena in which character is
pulled to pieces, as Christians were torn
by wild beasts on the sand of the ampi-
theatre in days of Roman persecution.
We put in plea for justice, if not
charity. But the greatest of all virtues
is charity; and we ask that it may have
some play in these days of excitement,
and prejudice, and bitterness of strife.
1t is not mercy for the guilty that we
implore. On the contrary, we are often
grieved that when man has been fairly
convicted of crime, the public Indignation
has so far spent itself in his conviction,
that pity and pardon follow, thereby de-
feating Justice and encouraging crime
We have recently noticed the exercise of
the pardoning power by the President of
the United States in cases where it ap-
peared to us, with imperfect knowledge
of the facts, that Wrong was done. The
President must rely upon the recon-
mendations of others in all such cases,
and may therefore be misled by unwise
and even false representations The
Massachusetts case seems to be one of
aggravated unwisdom We saw let the
criminal be convicted before sentence is
pronounced. Let there be no conceal
ment, no attempt to cover over. But
there are some newspapers, and we do
not speak of the libeling, blackmailing
class, but respectable papers, that jump
with avidity at every suspicion of wrong
doing, magnify its importance, and pro-
nounce the accused guilty without mo-
ments hesitation. In the case of Mem
bers of Congress charged with being cor
ruptly connected with the Credit Mobilier
stock, though every one who has
been named in the business should be
proved to be guilty, we would still main
tain that political or personal prejudice
should not condemn merely on suspicion; :;
that a man, even bad man, is entitled
to fair hearing before he is condemned.
In the case of g great mercantile house
of this city, a portion of the press has
exhibited an anxiety to condemn, q haste
to get ahead of the public with damaging
reports, and a willingness to distort and
falsify the facts, that on no right princi-
pie can be justified for a single moment.
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Matrimonial 1ncompatibilities.

There is food for serious reflection in
the words which we extract from an es-
say by Rev. A. 2. Peabody, d. D.:
THE truth is that the greater proper
tion of the so called incompatibilities and
uncongenialities of domestic life, which
are so often made the ground for the dis
ruption of the matrimonial bond, are in
admissible as a justifying-ground for any
such dissolution, and could readily be
overcome and blotted out of existence If
the parties most concerned had only the
will to do it. A couple are no sooner
married than they find that differences
of opinion and mutual jars ensue, and all
is not gold that glistened; and then one
or both straightway imagine that there ia
no remedy but ruthlessly breaking tho
solemn, sacred tie that binds them 4
vague, restless feeling seizes upon one or
both, producing discomfort, engendering
certain thought of present bondage
which exists mostly in fancy, and crea-
tions and spheres which are supposed to
be more fitted and providentially design
ed for the mind and heart. No escape,
1t is said, but in cutting the knot. 1t ia
delusion. The marriage relation. in all
its history, was never expected, perhaps,
to be entirely free from misunderstood
ings and discords. Foolish to think that
the whole mutual life can flow on, like
the earlier stream, without a ripple or
eddy. Home is a school. discipline,
whereby husband and wife are to grow
into each other, getting rid of their an
gularities, harmonizing their peculiar
characteristics, and more and more be-
coming one in thought, sympathy and
life. The true blessedness of welded
souls is not insured by simple exchange
ofplighted faith. 1t comes through and
after many a selfdenial, many a crucifix-
ion of the will, many a scourging of the
resen tment, anger, pride, vanity, and
passion of the heart. 1t is true here, as
in other relations, that he who saveth his
life shall lose it, and he that loseth his
life shall save it.
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A Dream of Summer.
RY JOHN G. WHITTIER.

Bland as the morning breath of June
The Southwest breezes play;
And through its haze, the winter noon
Seems warm as summers day.
The snow-plumed angel of the North
Has dropped his icy spear;
Again the moSsy earth looks forth,
Again the streams gush clear.
The fox his hillside cell forsakeS,
The muskrat leaves his nook,
The blue-bird in the meadow brakes
Is singing with the brook.
"Bear up, ., Mother Nature :" cry
Bird, breeze and Streamlet free,
"Our winter voices prOphesy
OF summer days to thee ~
So, in those win terS of the soul,
BY bitter blasts and drear,
Ger swept from memOry'S frozen pole,
Will sunny days appear.
ReViving hope and faith; they show
The soul its living powers,
And how beneath the winters snow
Lie germs of summer flowers.
The night is mother of the day,
The winter of the spring;
And ever upon old decay
The greeneSt MOSES cling.
Behind the cloud the sunlight turks,
Through showers the sunbeanlS fall;
For God, who loveth all His Works,
Has left His hope with all.
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IFrom the Evening Post ]
My Vocation.
FROM BERANGEF

Thrown out upon the world,
Ugly, deformed and lame,
The binding clouds of dust
O'erwhelm my feeble frame.
A trembling cry of woe
From me my suHerlngs wiring;
The good God hears my humble pla1nt
He says, Poor creature, sing!
Sing on, poor creature, sing.
The carriage of the rich
Knocks my frail crutch away;
Beneath its daShing wheels,
A helpless mass, lay
Of their conteIn ptuouS ScOrn
feel the bitter sting
The good God sees my dire distress;
He says, "Poor creature, sing!
Sing on, poor creature, sing J"
And that may not beg
crawl beneath the chain,
My daily work do,
With dull and constant pain,
moiSten with my tears
The crust to me they fling
The good God com forts me the while;
He says, poor creature, sing?
Sing on, poor creature, sing"
To sing when I would soothe
My sad and low estate
1t is my task to sing
To those of happier fate!
And when strong wine has warmed
Or beggarS choose me king
The good God holds me in his hand;
He says, "POor creature, singi
Sing on, pOor creature, sing!
sing that may cheat
MY life from out its pain,
And We who hear my song
Come give me back again
One wOr of sweet applause,
To make my senses ring!
The good God made me as am,
He says, "Poor creature, sing!
Sing on, poor creature, sing ~
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knoll where 1 used so often to sit with
Where the sweet water-l1nies blow

Where the sweet water-ltllies blow
Down by the riverside"
When the sick man returned to con-
sciousness, the doctor went to his bed
side, and told him gently that he had not
many hours to live
do you wish minister sent for p he
inquired in conclusion.
"a minister" repeated Conway; what
do want with minister ?"
II thought perhaps you would like
some one to pray for you"
No, no. What is the use when nev-
er prayed for myself? 1t would be like
the natives of Japan who have their pray
ing done by machinery"
Infinitely shocked at such an express
sion from the lips of man, of whose life
the hours, may even the minutes, were
numbered, the doctor made no reply
The dying man turned his head uneasily
and said:
where is Kate? "I want Kate"
Not apprehending that the end would
be so soon. the physician had, short
time before, persuaded her to take a little
rest but she was now summoned in
stantly.
They say must die Kate" said Ber-
tram. fixing his large dark eyes upon her
| face, and before l go, want to tell you
that l am very sorry / caused you SO
much trouble. Don't cry Kate, for if I
had lived 1 might have been no better
than l was before"
"Oh Bertram," said Kate, her voice
choked with sobs, IF you would but live,
we might yet be happy together"
A faint smile fitted over his face.
81 am glad Katie that you can weep
over such worthless dog as I, for have
been very unkind to you."
DO not speak of it Bertram; it may
have been partly my own fault, Il but
he interrupted her with,
NO you did nothing to merit such
treatment. You have always been kind
to me. / cannot remember of ever hear
ing an impatient word from your lips.
If conceit had not blinded me, l might
have believed you when you said that
you did not love me. Now that am so
near death the scales have fallen from
my eyes. and see where l am wrong,
and Kate want you to know that l
leave the world loving you more than l
have ever done"
There was a pause,-Kate held her
breath, as she smoothed his dark locks
away from his brow, already damp with
the dew of death. He seemed in a kind
of stupor, from which he reused present
ly, and said.
my fortune Kate, is all your own. I
have spent money recklessly of late but
there is still enough left to make you
rich woman. You have already done
much good with what 1 allowed you; use
what leave to you in any way that your
judgment dictates. And dear, there is
another thing about which / wish to
speal1-although my strength is going
very fast, but for me you might have
married the man you loved and now that
II
But the sentence was left unfinished,
the hand that had held hers, during the
interview relaxed its hold, for the soul of
Bertram Conway had fed with its burden
of sins back to the God who gave it.
X n n
Kate felt as if the wish of her husband
in regard to his last resting place must
be complied with, even though he had
been delirious at the time he expressed
it. And SO his proud head was lowered
to the grave, and he slept on the little
knoll down by the riverside"
Concluded Neat Week.)
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It is not what we have or what we have
not which adds to or subtracts from our
felicity. 1t is the longing for more than
we have, the envying of those who pos
sess more, and the wish to appear in the
world of more consequences than we real
ly are which destroy our peace Of mind,
and eventually lead to ruin.
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WAGON SHOP.
u OUIS BERDEL,
Wagon & Carriage Maker.

Shop in the brick house formerly occupied bv
w, A. GiIliland as q gunsmith shop, on Ports
mouth street, near the Gibson House.
He carries on the Wagon and Buggy making
business in all It's branches.
REPAIRING done on short notice.
PLOWS on hand and for sale. Taug 25, '70-y
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CHURCH DIRECTORY.

Methodist Episcopal Church, Portsmouth St.
Rev. J. E. SowERs, Pastor. Public preaching
every Sabbath at 10% O'Clock A. NJ, and 612
p. M. Prayer meeting every Thursday night.
Sabbath School and Bible Glass every Sabbath
at 8 O'Clock, A. NJ.
PRESBYTERIAN Church, on Church Street
REV. j. K. GIBSON, Pastor. Public preaching
every Sabbath at 10% a. Nj. and 81 P. NJ. Sab
bath School and Bible ClasSat o'clock A. NJ.
Christian Church, on Broadway Street-Elder
r. ]. BACKUS, Pastor. Public preaching the
1st and Sd Sabbaths in each month, at IO12 o.
clock A. M, and 61$ 2. NJ. Sabbath School at
O'Clock, A. NJ. Prayer meeting every We'd
nesday night, and every Sabbath at 101z o'cIk.,
when there is not public preaching.
Methodist Protestant Church. corner Church
and Pearl Sts.-Services at the usual hours
by Mrs. Mary A. Bradford
Baptist Church, on Broadway Street-Services
at the usual hours, in the Welsh language.
Free Will Baptist Church, Petrea.-REv.
THOMAS Z. PEDES, Pastor. Covenant meet
ing the 4th Saturday and Sabbath of every
month. Sabbath School every Sabbath at
So'eloek p
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A Wisconsin paper advertises for sale
COW that gives milk five years old.
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Kate felt as if the wish of her husband
in regard to his last resting place must
be complied with, even though he had
been delirious at the time he expressed
it. And so his proud head was lowered
to the grave, and he slept on the little
knoll "down by the riverside"
Concluded Neat Week.
Connecticut western news., 1873-02-28
The Plague of LecuSts.

Algeria has reason to complain of a swarm of locusts which recently de- cended upon Agra, and, covering the surface of the earth, of the trees, and of every particle of vegetation, they commenced their work of destruction, choosing more especially, as their most choice morsel, the youngest and most delicate leaves of trees, the choicest and most valuable of plants, and, what is more sad than all, devouring the green ears of grain just beginning to ripen. So thick was the cloud of locusts that the sun was completely hidden, and Q partial darkness prevailed, as though the sun was eclipsed. The na- tives used all endeavors to dislodge their unwelcome visitors, but all attempts failed. They remained during the whole of Saturday night, part of Sunday morning, and then started in northerly direction. Trees were utterly denuded of leaves, the grass was cropped short, and whole gardens completely destroy ed. But in this sublunary sphere it often happens that evils which are the cause of unmitigated sufferings to some of Gods creatures, causes joy and de- light to others. The crows, kites, spar rows, and hawks banqueted and feasted in princely manner during the stay of the locusts, and many of the natives of the city captured them by basketfuls, and afterward feasted on them. It is said that they make capital curry, and are very similar in flavor to prawns.