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Year: 1868

Old Horace evidently knows our friend
Horatio Seymour. Hear what he says of him
in the Tribune:


Before the war began Horatio Seymour
assailed the Republicans on suspicion that
they would tamely submit to disunion as
bitterly as he did yesterday. He accused
them as recklessly in 1861 as he does in 1868.
He held them then responsible for the conse.
quences of secession and rebellion; and he
does so day. Rivers of blood have been
shed; mountains Of debt have been piled up !;
and he charges it all. not to those who as
sailed, but to those who upheld the Union.
lie declared that we would never subdue
what he called the South but we did He
predicted that we would bankrupt the Treas
ury and confscate the property of our peo-
pie; but the farms and houses that he pro-
nounced mortgaged for more than their val.
ne by the war debt, are worth as much coin
to-day as they were when his party quarreled
itself out of power And every dollar OF the
debt, every drop of the blood, he would score
up to our count, is righteously chargeable
to the other. He talks to day as though he
had been an open instead of covert traitor
throughout our great struggle. If it was
right to maintain the Union by war, then
the cost of that war is Justly chargeable to
those who sought to destroy the Uuion.


We never heard of a speech by Seymour
during the war that was not chuckled over
by avowed sympathizers at the North with
the rebels; and he spoke yesterday in the
same vein to tie assembled Confederate
Congressman and Generals in Tammany
Hall. As usual he blamed the Republicans
for every thing. the rebels for nothing. 1t is
nothing to him, that four millions of cur
countrymen. whom Democracy left slaves,
have. been set free. tits nothing, or worse, to
him. that no slave-chains clank in all our
broad land. He pirates of the debt; but he
loathes the debt, because it represents the
means whereby slavery and Democratic
rebellion were overthrown. He prates of
liberty and equality, but mourns over bro
ken shackles and the shattered domination of
caste. For the first time in our history
every man in our country enjoys the pro-
lection of equal laws and for this Seymour
regards the Republicans with an implacable
hate. For, if history shall regard the last
seven years as the second heroic age of our
country, what can it say of Horatio Sey-
mour that he should not hear with a shud-
der?
Year: 1868

Anumber of years ago there resided in one
of the upper counties of Indiana a respect
able and wealthy family by the name of Mold
ing, consisting of father, two sons and
daughter, the youngest of whom was Fred
erick Nolding, mere lad of about l6 years
of age, and the hero of that "round, unyar-
nished tale." So far as mere observation
went. the family dwelt in union and harmony
together until at least, the death of the faith
er. Hardly, however had this event occur
red and long before the grass had grown
green upon the sod that covered his remains,
the fell spirit of avarice took possession of
older relatives of the lad, to whom consid-
erable portion of his fathers wealth had fall
en-, and they at once began TO cast about
them as to the surest method of possessing
themselves of his inheritance. Too coward
ly to deprive him of his young life, they
finally hit upon u plot to deprive him of that
which was dcarer to him-his honor and his
liberty. A willing tool and active abettor
in their scheme was found in the person of
neighboring farmers daughter whom the


sings and arrows of outrageous fortune"
bad rendered fit for any deed that would en-
able her to clothe herself in finer apparel
and win the the envious glances of her hum
BILE companions. In due time their well laid
scheme eliminated, and the community in
which they lived were one day startled by
the report that young Frederick Nolding had
been guilty of an atrocious crime, crime
that noue good or pure can ever hear men.
toned without Sunderland that another
woman had been added to the long list of the
ruined.


Many persons openly doubted the guilt
of the boy, but circumstantial evidence and
the testimony of his supposed victim silenced
the doubters, and Frederick holding, with
not one friend in the world, and prosecuted
by those who should have defended and pro.
tected him, was sentenced to the Jefferson
vile Penitentiary for the term of thirteen
years. Here, immured in gloomy prison
walls, his boyish dreams of a useful and hon.
orable manhood were all turned into mocking
fancies, and his boyish heart weighed down
with shame and sorrow that many a stout.
er one would have quailed before. For nine
long and seemingly interminable years he
ate of the coarse food, slept in the narrow
and carefully locked cell, and performed the
menial duties of convict, but at the expira.
sion of the ninth year the kind hearted war.
den, having detected much to interest aud
admire in him, procured through the instru.
mentality of the Sheriff and citizens of his
county, a long hoped for pardon, and on
April B, 1867, the prison doors were thrown
open to this soul so much more sinned
against than SHINING" and the thrice bless
ed boon of liberty again vouchsafed him.


But nine years of wrong had changed the
shrinking, weeping boy into the full grown,
resolute man. and it will be peculiarly graft
flying to every lover of justice to learn that he
has since exposed the diabolical plot in all
its hideousness and has been the means of
securing just punishment of those who SO
cruelty wronged him.
Year: 1868

THE EDIToR.-A schoolboy's composition
on g The Editor" ran as follows, in school
not far from Cincinnati:


The EDIToR.-The editor is one of the
happest animals in the known world He
can go to the circus, afternoon and evening
and not pay a cent. also to inquests and
hangings. He has free tickets to picnics and
strawberry festivals, gets wedding cake sent
him, and sometimes get aslicking,s but not
often; he can take things back in the next
issue, and which he generally does. nev-
er knew only one editor to get licked. His
paper busted that day, aud he could not
take anything back.


While other folks have to go to bed ear
ly, the editor sits up late ,at night and sees
everything that is going on. The boys think
it big thing to hang out till ten O'clock
When | am man l mean to be an editor
so | can stay out nights. Then that will
be bully. The editor don't have to saw
wood or do any chopping, except with his
scissors. Railroads get up excursions for
them, knowing thatif they didn't he'd make
them git up and git. In politics he don't
care much who he goes for as long as they
are on his side. If they amt he goes for
'em any way, so it amounts to nearly the
same thing. There is great many people
trying to be editors who can't, and some of
them have been in the profession for years.
They cant see it, though. If l was asked
if bad rather have an education or be a
circus rider, | would say, let me 60 and be
an editor.
Year: 1868

TRAINING THE CHILD.-The Herald of
Health has an article on this important sub
ject, by Mrs. E. Oakes Smith, concluding as
follows:


In training the cEild the slightest variation
of the truth should be promptly corrected
Falsehood in any and every shape must be
forbidden. The child should feel that his
whole soul is so adjusted to truth, that he
must walk in its light. He should be taught
to feel the meanness and the cowardice of
falsehood as unworthy the character of man.
This great cardinal virtue firmly rooted to the
child will become the foundation for all other
manly virtues.


He should be early taught the sacredness
OF his word. If he make a promise, how.
ever trivial, he should be held to it. He
should be taught punctuality also, and be
made to see that he has no right to waste his
own time, far less that of another. These
things belong to the great moral code which
no one can violate with impunity. would
train child to that forecast and considerate-
ness of others that he would not endanger the
safety of the passer by, even in the street,
by casting the parings of fruit upon the side
walk or offend his taste by scattering the
shells of nuts, and splitting in railway car.
would train him to keep all expressions of
sickness and pain, and physical necessities.
of every kind, religiously in the background.
He should learn that while the aims of life
should be high, and the moral sense pure
and noble, the sense of the beautiful is just
as essential part of a true life an honest
sense, and that, while we should ourselves
aim to present the best aspect of human vir-
tues, we should no less avoid obtrudiDg our
crude, tasteless, undeveloped humanities in
the eyes of society.
Year: 1868

Some folks are prodigiously penitent
over other peoples sins, and seem to
think they have special call to confess
them before tho whole world. They will
gouge their brothers eyes cut rather than
leave single mote in them. At the sasae
time they are singularly blind respecting
their own failings.
Year: 1868

variably his wife's comfort and re-
creation that was made to suffer-
under the plea of economy.
Mrs Brown sighed. She had
been married long enough to know
that expostulation was useless with
husband, at least with Mr.. Brown
but the disappointment was great
err than she thought it wise to show


Her husband, however saw her feel
ings; and was vexed and sat, for the
rest Of the evening silent and sulky
This did not add to the happines of
his wife, so that the hours wore away
gloomy enough.


There arc a great many hus bands like
Mr.. Brown, ana quite as many we
suspect like Mr. Jones. In thousand
ways, indeed wives suffer from the
selishness of those who have sworn
to love and cherish them,' but ,alas!
forget to keep their VOWS, at least,
in little things.
Year: 1868

Once upon a time a traveller
stepped into stage-coach. He
was young man starting in life.
He found six passengers about him,
all gray-headed and extremely aged
men. The youngest< appeared to
have seen at least eighty winters.
Our younger traveller, struck with
the singularly mild and happy as.
pect which distinguished all his
tcllow-passengcrs, determined to
ascertain the secret of long life
and art of making old age comforta-
BILE.


He addressed the one apparently
the eldest, who told him he had al
ways led u regular and abstemious
life, eating vegetables and drinking
water. The young man was rather
daunted at this, lnasmuch as he
liked the good things of this life.
He addressed the second, who as
tonished him by saying he had al
ways eaten roast beef and gone to
bed regularly fuddled for the last
seventy years, adding, all depended
on regularity. The third had pro-
longed his days by never seeking or
accepting office; the fourth by reso-
lutely abstaining from all political
and religious controversies; and the
fifth by going to bed at sunset and
rising at dawn. The sixth was ap-
parently much younger than the
other tive-his hair was less gray
and there was more of it-a placid
smile, denoting a perfectly easy
conscience, mantled his face, and
his voice was jocund and strong.


They were all surprised to learn
that he was by ten years the Oldest
man in thu coach.


"How is it that you have preserved
the freshness of life?' exclaimed our
young travller.


| The old gentleman Immediately
answerd the young traveller by
saying


IL have drunk water and wine
[ have eaten meat and vegetables-I
have dabbled in politics and written
religious pamphlcts-I have some
times, gone to bed at midnight;
and got up at sunrise and at noon;"
he then, fixing his eyes intensely upon
the young man concluded with thi S
remark, ''but | always pay promptly )
for my ncwspaper!''


Then the other old men also chimed
in with -" Of course we always
pay promptly, and.in advance, for
our newspap crs. No man deserves
long life who does not de this -


Then the young man resolved that
he also would render himself deserv-
ing of long life and Immediately SUBJ
scribed for five newspapers paying
for them all in advance. Hs is
living yet


Reader-go thou and do likewise.
But first pay the old bill of arrears
you owe at this office.
Year: 1868

Only eleven days now from New


York to San Francisco by the oye-


land. route! Only about three hun
dred and sixty miles Of the entire dis
tance in coaches-all the rest by rail.
And, which is still more
to tho purpose, the railway is "as
easy and as smooth going
and the trains as we'll on time, as any
railroad in the United States. "The
coaching, too, is"over as smooth a
roadbed as any line from New Yorkto
Chicago" And the distance ridden
in coaches is diminishing at the rate
of from three to four miles day the
rate at which the two Pacific railroad
are being built towards the point at
which they are to meet each other!
1t is hardly possible to realise
such wonderful progress as this; but


Col. W. T. Gray who has just


passed over the whole route hence
to Sacramento and back, assures
us that these statements are facts.


He is a travelling agent for the rail
way and steamship service, and
had been in Europe for some time


stirring up emigration thence to


the great west of this expanding
country. lie expects to bring over
with him, next spring, large ex-
cursion party OF distinguished per,
sons. from England and Scotlnd to
enjoy a trip over the Pacific railroad
and back, as the prelude to a food ol
emigration that'will soon surround
Mormondom in Utah with the ele-
| ments of Christian civilization, and
| tempt every extra Wife of every
! Mormon to elope and enjoy a husband
/! for her self. Only think Of one week
Year: 1868

A youngster came home after a
glorious time in the puddles. his
face all aglow and his boots full of
water. The punishm ent Of staying
in the house for the remainder Of
the day, did not seem very hard;
but as his little heart warmed up
with the recollection of the triumphs
of the morning, when he had waded
deeper than any of his playmates
dared to, he could bear the restraint
no longer, and went to his mother,
saying please, mother, whlp me,
and let me go out again J" Human
nature could not resist such an ap
peal. and tho the mothers heart
had some misgivings as to the pro-
priety of indulging her son, he was
allowed his liberty, and received a
carcss instead Of fogging.
Year: 1868

All about the new Meat Market on Mar


ket street. You will get meats put up in the
neatest possible manner as men of exper-
ience, and skill are running the machine.
Call and see them one and all, ana give
them share of your patronage. 34m6-9
Year: 1868

The great want of this age is man.
Men who are not for sale. Men who are
honest, sound from centre to circumfer-
ence, true to the hearts core. Men who
will condemn wrong in friend or fac, in
themselves as we'll as others Men whose
consciences are as steady as the needle to
the pole. Men who will stand for the
right if the heavens totter and the earth
reels Men who can can tell the truth
and look the world and the devil right in
the eye. Men that never brag nor run.
Men that neither flag nor finch. Men
who can have courage without shouting
to it. Men in whom the courage of ever
lasting life runs still, deep and strongr.-
Men too large for sectarian bonds Men
who do not cry nor cause their voices to
be heard on the streets, but who will not
fail uor be discouraged, till judgment be
set in the earth. Men who know their
message and tellit. Men who know their
places and fill them. Men who will rot be
too lazy to work nor too proud to be poor,
Men who are willing to eat what they
have earned, and wear what they have
paid for.
Year: 1868

The Red Sea is said to be the hottest
place in the world. The atmosphere for
about sixty miles in that sea is steamy
aud sticky. Everything in the shape OF
iron or steel about ship takes on i coat
of rust During the summer months no
one travels on the Red Sea unless COM
PEELED by business or military orders to
do SO. In the winter and spring the pas
sage is delightful. Yet navigation in
that body of water is always attended
with many dangers. The Red Sea is long
and narrow, with sunken rocks and pro


jecting reefs and counter winds prevail,
which produce dangerous currents
There are three light houses in the sea,
which must be kept by salamander-ike
men, since the thermometer runs up to
one hundred aud twenty degrees in July,
and approaches ninety in early spring.
Year: 1868

"Will putting ones self in a passion
mend the matter - said an old man to a
boy who had picked up stone to throw
at dog. The dog only barked at him
in play.


"Ye., it will mend the matter" said
the passionate boy and quickly dashed
the stone at the dog.


The animal, thus enraged, sprang at
the boy, and bit his leg; while the stone
bounded against shop window, and
broke pane of glass.


Out ran the shopkeeper, and seized the
boy, and made him pay for the broken
pane He had mended the matter finely,
indeed


1t never did, and never will, mend a
matter to go into passion about it. If
the thing be hard to bear when you are
calm, it viii harder when you are in an
ger.


If you have met with loss, you will
only increase il by losing your temper.


Try to be calm, especially in trifing
troubles and, when great ones come; try
to bear them bravely
Year: 1868

A young couple eloped from neigh
boring town, lately, and when at safe
distance from home were married. Soon
after, an officer was sent in pursuit, and
arriving at the hotel where they were
stopping, he Immediately entered their
room and found them snug in bed. He
explained his errand, when the young
lady said, with ringing laugh:


@Tell ma it's too late. We've been
married some time, aud have been in bed
half an hour. snuggle up, George, and
don't get out of bed for him."
Year: 1868

There is magistrate ia town in In
diana, named Helser. a clergyman in
the same place was called upon by young
couple, not long since, who wished him
to join them the holy bonds of matri-
mony. He asked the bridegroom Ga sold
Ter, by the way) for his marriage license.
The man in blue responded that he had
been engaged to the girl four years, and
thought that would DO. Clergyman
thought not, and remarked, as the speed
lest way to obtain a license. "You had
better take your girl and go to Helser."
you goto hell yourself reported the an
cry veteran. And seizing the bride by
the arm, he dragged her from the house,
wondering what manner of a proiane min
lister he had met with.
Year: 1868

There's a jolly Saxon proverb.


That is pretty much like this,
That man is half in Heaven


When he has womans kiss.
But there's danger in delaying,


And the sweetness may forsake IT.
So tell you, bashful lover.


If you want kiss, why take it.
Never let another fellow
Steal a march on you in this;
Never let laughing maiden


See you spelling for kiss.
There's a royal way of kissing,


And the jolly ones who make it.
Have motto that is winning m
Ifyou want kiss, why take it.
Any fool may face cannon


Anybody wear Crown
But man must win woman,


Ifhe'd have her for his own.
Would you have the golden apple,
You must find the tree and shake it;
lfthe thing is worth the having,


And You want kiss, why take it. q
Who would burn upon desart, .-.
With forest smiling by :?
Who would give his sunny summer
For black and wintry sky?
Oh! / tell you there is magic,
And you cannot, cannot break ii;
For the sweetest part Of loving


Is to want kiss-and take il.
Year: 1868

Don't scream unless you are frighten
cd.


A narrowness of waist shows narrow
ness Of mind.


1t is fine silk that knows no turning


Practice Con the piano. makes rerfec'.


The true test of mans temper is to
keep him waiting ten minutes for his din
ner. 1o


Never faint when you are alone. Al
ways select some good opportunity--or
young man. The more persons there are
about you, the more successful will be
your faint A woman should not only
faint well, but be above suspicion.


The hand that can make a pie is a con.
tinual feast to the husband that marie,
Year: 1868

On couch in one Of the wards Of
hospital at Washington lay a wounded
soldier his head was so profusely band
aged that his features were not visible !;
but there was no mistakilg the happy
face of the young girl who sat beside him
it was Lucretio Borgia Smiths. She
had hunted him out several weeks before,
and since that time she had patiently
watched by him and nursed him, coming
in the morning as soon as the surgeon
had finished dressing his wounds, and
never leaving him until relieved at night
fall \ ball had shattered his lower jaw,
and he could not utter a syllable | through
all her weary vigils she had never once
been blessed with q grateful word from
his dear lips; yet she stood to her post
bravely and without. murmur, feeling
that when he did get we'll again she would
hear that which would more than reward
her for all her devotion.


At the hour we have chosen for the
opening Of this chapter, Lucretia was in
tnmult of happy excitement; Tor the
surgeon had told her that at last her
Whitaker had recovered sufficiently to
admit of the removal Of the bandagcs from
his head, and she was now waiting with
feverish imp patience for the doctor TO come
and disclose the loved features to her
view. At last he came, and Lucretia,
with beaming eyes and futtering heart,
bent over the couch with anxious ezpec-
fancy. One bandage was removed, the an
other aud another was and 10 the poor
wounded face revealed to the light OF day


go my own dar----"


What hare we here What is the mat
ter! Alas it was the face of 4 stranger !


Poor Lueretia With one hand cover
ing her upturned eyes, she staggered back
with moan of anguish. Then spasm
of fury distorted her countenance Us she
brought her fist down with crash that
made the medicine hotties onthe table
dance again, and exclaimed


'Qh confound my cats, if / haven't
gone and fooled away three mortal weeks
here, snuffling and SOLDERING over the
wrong soldier J"


1t was a sad, sad truth. The wretchcd
but innocent and unwitting imposter was
H. d., or Richard Dilworthy Whitaker
of Wisconsin,, the soldier of dear little
Eugene lie Mulligan, of that State, and
utterly unknown to our unhappy Lucretia
b. Smith.


Such is life, and the tail of the serpent
is over US all. Let US draw the curtain
over this melancholy history--for melan-
choly it must still remain, during a season
at least, for the real Reginald de Whitta-
ker has not turned up yet.


Two hundred persons from Pennsylya-
n;a ara 10 sefilo In Garnline cnnnfv Nd
Year: 1868

When Lucretia awoke next morning
the faint music of fife and the roll of a
distant drum came floating upon the soft
spring breeze, and as she listened the
sounds grew more subdued, and finally
passed out of hearing. She lay absorbed
in thought for many minutes, and then
she sighed and said "Oh if he were
only with that band of fellows, how |
could love him %


In the course Of the day ueighbcr
Year: 1868

AN HISTORICAL PARALLEL.-In Sir Walter
Scott's Life of the Duke of York there is to be
found the following illustration of the case be-
tween the President and Gen. Grant:


At the table of the commander-in-chief, not
many years since, young officer entered into
a dispute with Lieutenant Colonel - upon
the point to which military obedience ought to
be carried The young gentleman was at the
time of life when soldiers are opt to carry a
sense of military duty to enthusiasm. "If the
commander-in-chief," said the young officer.
like second Seid, "should command me to do
thing which / knew to be civilly illegal, |
should not scruDle to obey him, and consider
myself as relieved from all responsibility by
the orders of my military superior" $50
would not /, returned the gallant and intelli-
gent officer, who maintained the opposite side
of the question; II should rather prefer the
risk of being shot for disobedience by NV COM
manding officer than hanged for transgressing
the laws and violating the liberties of the
country. You have answered like yourself"
said his Royal Highness, whose attention had
been attracted by the vivacity of the debate;
"and the officer would deserve to be both shot
and hanged that should oct otherwise. trust
all British officers would be as unwilling to ex-
eeute an illegal command as / trust the com.
mapder-in-chief is incapable Of issuing one.