smithclay/nortonstories huggingface dataset:
Year: 1865

ANY human being who will have the pres.
ence of mind to clasp the hands behind the
back, and turn the face towards the zenith
may float at ease and in perfect safety in tol.
erable still water, aye, ard sleep there. no
matter how long. If, not knowing how to
swim, you would escape drowning when YOU
find yourself in deep water, you have only to
consider yourself an empty pitcher, let your
mouth and nose, and not the top of your
heavy head, be the highest part of you. and
you are safe. But thrust up one of your bony
hands and down you go; turning up the
handle tips over the pitcher.-Scientifc
american
Year: 1865

FIGuTING OVER DEAD HusBAND.-The
New York correspondent of the Alta relates
the following:


"A scene, such as not often heard Of oc-
Cured in the Fleet street Church, Brooklyn,
recently. A young Englishman, of superior
address. good education and manly form,
withal an engineer of some ability, obtained
position in the navy about the breaking out
of the war. lie soon sickened of the sea,
however, and obtained position on the sick
lit. He had previously married an estima-
BILE young lady in Williamsburg, the fruit of
which union was one child On his return
from the sea, he avoided his wife, and. like a
gay butterfly, fitted from flower to flower
boarding in various places, and winning the
affections of as many young ladies'. This
kept him away from his ship, and eventual
ly reduced his income to very small amount
Next came the wine cup, and finally death
by delrium tremens. The expenses of his
funeral were betrayed by charitable men in
the Navy Yard. The body lay exposed in
the church named, and the eloquent minis.
ter commenced to perform the funeral service
Suddenly there was buzz near the coffin
A lady in black, leading by the hand her only
child, with quivering lips stopped to kiss the
inanimate clay, and was heard to exclaim,
my poor, erring husband A girl immedi-
ately behind her ordered the poor wife away,
claiming him for her own. Another lady
threw herself upon the body, kissing it wild
ly and loudly declaring that he alone was
hers. Still others came. Loud and angry
became the tumult; fair hands fair faces
scratched. The shroud was torn; hats of
costly fabric hung in shreds on luxurious
ringlets. The whole assemblage in fact par
ticipated in the melee. and the pastor was
compelled to suspend the services and dis.
miss the public, when the unconscious case
of all the turmoil was quietly taken to his
last resting place."
Year: 1865

On feather she floats down
The turbid rivers brown,
Down to meet the drifting nayies of the winter
frejghted foe


Then swift over the azure walls
Ofthe awful waterfalls,
Where Niagara leaps roaring, glides the Spirit of
the Snow.


With her flag of truce unfurled,
She makes peace DER all the world
Makes bloody Battle cease awhile, and Wars un-
pityng woe


Till, its hollow womb within,
The deep-mouthed culvern
EHcloses, like a Graded child, the Spirit of the
Snow.


She in her need


The feetly flying steed-
Now tries the rapid reindeers strength, and now
the camel slow;


Or, ere defled by earth,
Unto her place of birth,
Returns upon the eagles wing the Spirit of the
Snow.


Oft with pallid figure bowed,
Like the Banshee in her shroud,
Doth the moon her spectral shadow Der some silent
grayestone throw;


Then moans the fitful wall,
And the wanderer grows pale,
Till at morning fades the phantom of the Spirit of
the Snow.


In her ermne cloak of state
She sitteth at the gate
Of some winter -prisoned princess in her palace by
the Pol


Who darcs not to come forth
Till back unto the North
Flies the beautiful besieger-the Spirit of the Snow
In her spotess linen hood,
Like the other sisterhood,
She braves the open cloister when the psalm sounds
sweet and low;


When some sisters bier doth pass
From the minister and the mass
Soon to sink into the earth, like the Spirit of the
Snow.


But at times so full ofjoy,
She will play with girl and boy,
Ely from out their tngling fingers, like white fire.
balls on the foe;


She will burst in feathery fakes,
And the ruin that she makes
Will but wake the cracking laughter of the Spirit
of the Snow.


Or in furry mantle dressed,
She viii fondle on her breast,
The embryo buds awaiting the near Springs mvs
terous throe;


So fondly that the first
Of the blossoms that outburst
Will oe called the beauteous daughter of the Spirit
of the Snow.


All would that we were sure
Of hearts so warmly pure,
In all the Winter weather that this lesser life must
know;


That when shines the Sun of Love
From warmer realm above,
In its light may dissolve, like the Spirit of the
Snow.
Year: 1865




The night brings forth tie morn
OF the cloud is lightning born;
From ont the darkest earth the brightest roses
Bright sparks frors black fints fly,
And from out n leaden sky
Comes the silyery footed Spirlt OF the SNOW
The wondering air grows mute
As her peariy parachute =.
Cometh slowly down from hea'en' soiuy no"'i"s
to and fro


As the earth emits no sound,
AS lightly on The ground
Leaps the silvery footed Spirit of the Snow.
At the contact of her tread,
The mountains fcsta head
As with chaplets of white seems to glow;
And its furrowed check grows white
With feeling of delight,
At the presence of the Spirit of the Snow.
As she wendeth to the vale,
The longing fields grow pale
The tiny streams that vein them cease to flow;
And the river stays its tide,
With wonder and with pride
To gaze upon the Spirit of the Snow.
But little doth she deem


The love of field or stream
She is froIicsome and lightsome as the roe;
She is here, she is there,


On the earth or in the air.
Ever changing, floats the Spirit of the Snow.
Now daring climber, she
Mounts the tallest forest tree
Out along the giddy branches doth she go;
And her tassels, silyer-white,
Down swinging through the night,
Mark the pillow Of the Spirit of the Snow.
Now she climbs the mighty mast,
When the sailor-boy at last
Dreams of home in his hammock down below;
There she watches in his stead
Till the morning sun shines red,
Then evanishes the Spirit of the Snow
Or, crowning with white fire
The minister's topmost spire,
With glory such as sainted foreheads show;
She teaches fanes given
Thus to lift the heart to heaven,
There to melt like the Spirit Of the Snow.
Now above the loaded vain,
Now beneath the laundering train,
Doth she hear the sweet bells tinke and the snort
ing engine blow;


Now she futters the breeze,
Till the branches of the trees
Catch the tossed and tangled tresses of the Spirit OF
the Snow.


Now an infants balmy breath
Gives the Spirit seeming death,
When adown her pallid features fair Decays damp
dew-drops flow


Now again her strong assault
Can make army halt
And trench itself in terror against the Spirit of the
Snow.


At times with gentle power,


In visiting some bower,
She scarce will hide the holly's red, the blacknes
Of the sloe


But ah her awful night,


When down some Alpine hight
The hapless hamlet sinks before the Spirit of tn,
Snow.
Year: 1865

TRIBUTE TO THE LATE PREsIDENT.
We copy from the Baltimore AEaeriea's the
following just and eloquent tribute. by Chris
topher G. Cox, Lieutenant-GoverpOro of Mary
land, to the late President MIR. Cox enjoyed
the friendship, and was one Of the best friends
of Mr. Lincoln:


OUR DEAD "a.


Dead Is he dead
The nation own President-he who to-day
Lived breathed and acted-whOse generous sway
Won DER the hearts of the loyal and true,
As he fought the great fight of his country all


through, ~


Dead? Is he dead?
Startling the tale
Not on his couch in the White House he lies,
Not of disease the great patriot dies,
Not by strange accident stopping his breath;
Alas! none of these have consigned him to death.


Startling the tale!


Whence fell the stroke?.
Sitting life in its power and its pride
A life for which thousands would freely have


died
A life the great nation SO poorly could spare
A life in whose deeds the whole world had a
Whence fell the stroke?


Tell the sad tale
Watt it. ye swift winds, from city and plain,
Speed it, ye lightnings, from ocean to main,
By the red band Of murder lies bleeding and


dead


Tell the sad tale.


Palsied the hand
That pointed the weapOn--accursedb be the heart
That prompted crime at which devils may
start


the dark deed,
natural shoot, as the fruit from the seed


Palsied the hand


Speak to all hearts:
Tell 1t in cottage. and tell it in hall
The mighty hath fallen The funeral pail
Lies draped o er the form of the noblest and best
statesman, a hero, hath gone 10 his rest;


Speak to all hearts.


Hear-brave and true
Curb the Joy ON your lips from the triumph
we've woD,


ExuIt not awhile in the era begun:
Pause-weep bitter tears for the patriot gone,
Who led you through trial and victory on
Hear-brave and true.


Listen, ye false;
Mantle your cheeks with hot bushes of shame
Low bow your heads at the sound of his name
Recall your dark treason and tremble to know
Y ou nerved the foul murderer arm for the blow


Listen, ye false


r Toll the deep bell
In symbols of grief throw the flag from IT'S place
Festoon cot and mansion from rOof-top TO base
While thousands, with solemn, funeral tread,
Mid silence and sorrow, bear slowly the dead


Toll the deep bell.
1t needs no tear ..f
Our banner droops low-Our sky has grown din
We lament for ourselves, but oh ! friends, no
for him.
Ripe with honors, his name by million heart
| blest,
The great work accomplished he goes to his rest
He needs no tear.
There-let him sleep,
| In his far distant home where poor boy b
came,


And won by his worth the proud title TO fame;
Another Mount Vernon, his grave in all time,
| The Mecca for pilgrims Of every cline.


Er There let him sleep.


The seal has been set
Go, bend o. er the turf where he slumbers slou'
And Abraham Lincoln" carve deep in tn
stone, a .- .,-fs. 70
| The mortal remains turn tO dust where they In
| But the noble old President never can die
The seal has been set.
Year: 1865

READING, PA, April IS, 1864.


DR. WIsHART-Dedr Sir: One year ago the
Examining Surgeon of this district told me |
had Consumption of the Lungs and that could
not be cured; and Judging from all my symptoms
at that time myself supposed this to be true
was for more than one year troubled with
hacking cough which gradually grew so bad
that could not have a severe fit of coughing
without splitting up blood in large quantities.


For monthsI could not work at anything,
and was obliged TO keep my bed most of the
time. While in this condition / was in Mr.
Row wbothams store, in this city, and he seeing
how low was, recommended me to try your
Pine Tree Tar Cordial. He said he had sold
a,reat deal of it and that as it had cured many
others, he believed it would do some good. j
bought bottle and commenced using it. In
yery short time l saw that was getting better
very fast and after taking several bottles was
entirely restored to health, so that could work
every day at my business, which is very heavy
work. in an ifon foundry. When l commenced
70 use your Pine Tree Tar Cordial, my weight
was only one hundred and thirty-five pounds;
since the use of it | have weighed on an average
one hundred and fifty five. | shall be glad to
have YOU publish this, as l believe l should not
have been living at this time if had not used
your great medicine, and wish all who suffer
10 receive its benefit.


Very truly yours,
Year: 1865

The Pine Tree Tar Cordial gives lnstanta-
neo,,s relief in cases of Asthma and WhoOping
Cough IL often cures whooping before it runs
half its course, as it acts at once on the phlegm
and mucus, and expels them from the throat
and the sufferer is relieved: In case OF Asthma
. nee DIR. Wisharts Dyspepsia Pills with the Cor
dial as thew have never been known to fail to
cure that disease.
Year: 1865

M The safe in the counting room Of
VIM. II. Richardson, coal dealer at Cam
bridge, Mass, was blown open last
Thursday night, and robbed Of seven
dollars in currency and thirty thousand
dollars in promissory notes, payment
upon which has since been stopped Ihe
explosion was Of such power thatit woke
the residents Of houses in the TiclnAy'
some Of whom aver that it made the
buildings shake yet the robbers finished
their work and got OF with the booty
Year: 1865

HsS- In Republican caucus in Ward


tx New Haven, Conn, a colored man
received seventy votes as a candidate for
representative. There was no choice
until the coiored man Withdrew his
Year: 1865

pa a man in Providence, r. 7, re-
Gently deposited in am unused stove one
thousand dollars for safe keeping. A cold
snap coming on while he wasout oftown,
his housekeeper built a fire in the stove,
and the hard earnings Of years were in a
moment reduced to ashes.
Year: 1865

~. One hundred and twenty-five
men have been mustered out Of the Nete-
ran Reserve Corps in Washington, leav-
ing only one hundred enlisted men in
this department Two hundred officers
are striving TO hold Oh TO their positions
until Congress shall authorize the main
tenance Of their corps.
Year: 1865

NKTE WOULD CALL The ATTENTION OF DhUi-
wv GlsTS 10 the above establishment, and invite
them when In the city, TO look through our stock


Our goods were bought when gold was at 81 Ss, and
which we are confident will enable Us to sell goods IN
our line very Low and yet realize profit We viii du-
sdered.


ordsrs are solicited jeT'6ldly
Year: 1865

a platinum wire is carried, another being
brought through the top down to the point
marking the degree of heat required. These
wires are placed in connection with small
battery and an electric alarum. II will now
be seen that as long as the temperature is
maintained the circuit is complete; but as
soon as the mercury falls below the platinum
wire the circuit is broken. and small electro
magnet lets fall an armature, which completes
to ring, and continues to do so until the tenn
perat1re rises again to its proper height
Different adaptations of this instrument may
may make it useful in giving indications Of
changes OF temperature in many industrial op-
eratiOns.
Year: 1865

M. NORM has devised an instrument which
may be susceptible of many useful applica-
tons. A green house, for example, must be
kept Of uniform temperature, but 1T may
not be convenient to keep a man to continu-
ally observe the Thermometer and attend to
the fire. Mr.. NORM ha, therefore contFived
an instrument which will give notice when
ever the temperature of the conservatory falls
below the desirable point. 1t consists of an
ordinary thermometer, into the bulb OF which
Year: 1865

Nor VERY COMPLlMENTAIY.-A Briga.
dier General, in full uniform, was stopped
in the street in Cincinnati on Saturday
by an old lady, who wanted to know
why he had not had the dirt removed
from the street in front of her house.
She mistoOk him for policeman.
Year: 1865

Ir is said that Sterling Price and
other officers of the late Confederate
army have received from the Emperor
Macmillan the commission Of generals
in the Mexican army. This is mistake.
Sterling Price has gone to Brazil, prob
ABLY to seek n esidencc.-MissOuri Repub-
Year: 1865

Over the river they beckon to me,


Loved ones who'vo passed to the otherside,
The CLEAN of their snowy robes see,
But their voices is lost in the dashing tide.
There's one with ringlets of sunny gold,
And eyes the reflection of Heavens own


blue;


He crossed in thetwilight gray and cold,
And the pule mist hid lin from mortal


view,
We saw not the angels who met him there,
The gates Of The City we could not see
Over the river, over the river,


NV brother stands ready to welcome me.
Over the river the 3oatman pale


Carried anolher--the household pet
Her bright curls waved in the gentle gale
Darling AIinnies / see her yet
She crossed on her bosom her dimpled hands,
And iearlessly. entered the phantom bark.
We watched it glide from the silver sands,
And all our sunshine grew strangely dark.
We know she is safe on the other side,
Where all the ransomed and angels he;
Over the river, the mystic river,


NV childhood's idols are waiting for me-
For none return from those quiet shores
Wild cross with the Boatman cold and


blue;


We hear the dip of the golden oars
We catch CLEAN of the snowy sail;
And 10, they have passed from our heart
They cross the stream and are gone for


aye


We cannot sunder the veil apart,
That hides from our vision the gates of


day;


We only know that their barks no more
Shall sail with ours ON life's stormy sea,
Yet somehow hope ON the unseen shore,
They watch and beckUn and wait for me-
And sit and think when the sunsets gold
Is flushing river and hill and shore,
shall one day stand by the water cold,
And list to the sound of the Boatman 3


oar ..--
shall watch lorthe CLEAN of the tapping


sail, ~.


shall hear the boat as it gains the strand,
l shall pass from sight with the Boatman


pale


To the better shores of the Spirit Land
shall know the loved that have gone before,
And ioyfdlly sweet will the meeting be,
When over the River the peaceful River,
The Angel of Death shall carry me
Year: 1865

NOTICE


The business Of manufacturing Calf Kids will be con-
unued at old stand OF Church and Lord Sts
by the undersgned he hopes by strict attention to
tuness merit and receive the patronage OF the Gus
toners Of the late firm. He will spare no pains to fur
nish those who may favor him with a call, with as good
in that line Of business be found in the
market taug2s lmol JOHN GRINRR,
Year: 1865

The secret of passing events in Tennes-
see is fairly stated in the following extract
fron the Nashville Gazette of the Goth
instant; and what is true of Tennessee is
true of the other Southern States IN the
same relation:


I'VE take occasion to say that, in mid
die Tennessee ut least, there has been no
threat or apparent intention of returne4
rebel soldiers to metldle With the election.
They are behaving with the utmost mod
esty, and seem fully to recognize the pro
prlety of taking back scat for the pres
ent We have defod the radical press of
Nashville to produce the evidence ofany
purpose on the part Of returned rebel
soldiers to vote 'at the point of their
bowiehniycs' or to vote at ALL The am
nouncencnt that they (thc conservative
candidates. would disregard the laws oe
Tennessee was never made by any OF
them. The detcrminat Oh expressed by
rebels, whose hands are red with blood,
to vote for rebels never did wake up the
for there was never any such
expression.


This whole parade of intended fraud
and violence in the election has no other
foundation than in the purpose of . radical
Clique to conJure up a preteXt for sup
pressing the tey0t union rotc, which they
know TO be two to one against them
The franchise law is unpopular, and 50
are the men that made it. and 50 is Gov
ernor Brownlow-unpopular, not with rcb
els, who care nothin" about the election,
but with all the original unionists, who
have not subordinated the best interests of
society to their own petty schemes Of self,
promotion. But those WIN resisted the
strong tide of secession in l>0l have self
control enough TO bidc the time Of easy,
legal triumph over a temporary. rerishing
faction. We decline to accommodate them
with a sedition."
Year: 1865

"MILITARY JUSTICE. The war being
weeks, ard not man on earth being now
in arms to resist the authority of the
United States-we renew our prayer for
prompt, full, unequivocal restoration
of the privilege of Habeas Corpus, coup
led with clearing out Of our Military
prisons by the liberation of their inmates
or their rendition to the civil authorities
for detention, trial and punishment We
can imagine no good reason for the fur
thcr dominance of martial law in any STATE
north of the Potomac and Ohio.


We hear talk of more Court-Martials
for the trial Of other than persons in our
Military service, and we protest in ad-
vance against them. We have Courts
enough, and at least as fair chance for
justice with these as with any that can be
improvised out of our Army by an orde-
from the War Department. We do not much
care what Europe may say Of our juris-
prudence; we are only anxious that she
shall have no just cause for censure. If
any rebel has conspired to starve our sold
iers, or infect our cities with pcstilcnce, or
to do any act abhorrent to humanity, let
him be fairly tried for the crime; or if it
Is thought best to arraign some Of the
rcbeh chiefs for treason, 50 be it; but let
US deal with them according to law. 1t
will be a gficvous mistakc-an avowal Of
weakness-a blunder and folly-to hold
another Court Martial for the trial of 9th
er than military offenders belonging to
our own army. Such a Court can render
no verdict that will carry weight with it
in the judgment of impartial Christen-
dom-the fact that such tribunal is re-
sorted to will be trumpeted by thousands
as virtual confession that a fair trial
was not desired-its verdict Of guilty will
lie decided as preluding nj preparing
judicial murder. Let us return to the
dominion of the Law" " I. Tribune
Year: 1865

EFFECr OF BONE DUsT.-I see a
great deal in your paper about the use
of bone dust or -four, / have thought
go)d many tin l would give you lit
tie of my experience in that matter. In
1914 lived in house of an independent
farmer, and planted about three-fourtbs
of an acre of corn on pinesplsin. That
farmer had been for many years gather-
ing all the old bones be could find
That spring he carried them to plaster
mill and got them ground. He gave me-
peck of the flour, which l put on one
half of my piece Of corn. 1t had won
derful effect. The stalks grew foot
taller than on the other half, and were
darker colored, and the ears were from
two to four inches longer. The difference
through the season was such that the
passers by often called to me to know
what made the difference. i could only
tell them that dry bones did it. --


The farmer experimental with it by
putting bone ontwo rows, plaster Of Paris
on the adjoining two, house ashes onthe
next two, then two with nothing but the
manure, which was applied alike to the
whole field. Thus contrasted, the effect
was wonderful. am not able TO give
the exact difference in the yield in corn
when harvested, as it has been so long
that | have forgotten but ] do remem.
Der very plainly how the corn looked
when growing, and that there was very
great differences in the appearance of tho
rows experimental with. If you think
this somewhat vague recollection will be
of any benefit to the public. you may
publish it.-A SuBscRIBER.-Netu
England Farmer. @ aa oi 1a7-


WestfeLd, n. July 4, 1866.
Year: 1865

In little cottage home,


Dwelt maiden fair,
Eyes of blue SO bright and joyous,


Shaded by the golden hair.
Tiny hands were folded meekly,


Blue eyes gazing up the street;
Lips were wreathed with smiles so sweet,
The long wished for one to greet.
Months had passed since in the doorway
They had whispered the farewell;
Now her darling one was coming,
And her joy words could not tell.
In the door she standeth watching,
Till her heart is sick with fear;
And the night shades falling deeply
O'er the pines now dark and drear,
Seem to send a sad foreboding
To the heart so soon to break,
And the pine tree tassels quiver,
As though grieving for her sake.
Dim the blue eyes grow with watching,
Tiny hands clasp in despair;
Still she standeth in the doorway,
Till the morning breaks so fair.
Then unto that little cottage
Comes friend with saddened mien,
Whispers to the little maiden
Who upon his bosom leans
Whispers-"Charlie dear was wounded,
To his home he came away,
But he kept from us the tidings,
And he died upon the way"
In the doorway standeth watching
AT the hour of twilight gray,
The pale face of little Minnie,
Looking up the streets away.
For the one that never cometh-
Looking as she looked that night,
But the mind has fled forever
From the eyes so blue and bright.
And the pine trees droop their tassels
10 the chilly evening air;
With their dreary dirges keeping
Time with Minnies broken prayer.
And that prayer for death was answered
The blue eyes closed for aye
Tiny hands are folded meekly,
And the pine trees shade to-day
The grave Of blue eyed Minnie,
And she's met in Heaven above,
The one she watched for wearily
With never dying love.


ZANA.
artOn.