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Year: 1861

1t would be difficult to find in the
whole range Of fiction u more affecting
incident than is contained i'll the follow
ing extract from letter, written by u
British scamcn to his wife. 1t was his
first service as II soldier, he having been
sent on shore with boats crew of ma
rlucs to silence fort and take some
guns:


" We dispersed at IA few hundred yards
distance from the beach to keep the coast
clear while the boat S crew made prizes
Of the guns. The enemy had advantage
of the wood aud also knowing the coun-
try well ard troop of them showed in
advance. We were ordered to fire. |
took steady aim and fired at my man at
about sixty yards. He fell Ike stone.
At the same time broadsiGe from the
went in among the trees, and the
enemy disappeared. wc could scarcely
sell how. felt as though must 60 up
to him and see whether he vas dead or
alive. lIc lay quite still, and was more
afraid of him than when he stood facing
Il
feeling to come over you all at once that
Won have killed man. He had unbnt-
toned his jacket, aud was pressing the
hand over the front of the chest, where
the wound was He breathed hard, aud
the blood poured from the wounds, and
also from his mouth, every breath he
took His face was as white as death,
and lis eyes locked so big aud bright as
he turned them aud stared at me.
shall never forget it. He was fine
young fellow not more than five aud
twenty. | went down on my knees be-
side him, and my breast felt as full as
though my own heart would burst. lie
had a real English face and did not look
like an enemy. What felt | never eau
tell; but if my life could have saved his
| believe | should have given it. l laid
his head on my knee, and he grasped
hold of my haud and tried to speak, but
his voice was gone. | could not tell a
word he said, and every tiule he wsnt
to speak the blood poured ont, so knew
it would soon be over. am not ashamed
to say that | was worse tnah he, LOT ue
never shed tear. and could not hep
it. His eyes were closed, when gun
was fred from the - to order aboard,
and that aroused him. He pointed to
the beach where the boat was just push.
ing off with the guns which we had
taken, aud where our marines were wait
ing to man the second boat. aud then he
poiuted to the wood where the enemy
was concealed Poor fellow! he little
thought how shot him down. ] was
wondering how could leave bin to die,
and no one near him, when he had some-
thing ike convusion ior moment,
and then his face rolled over, and with
out sigh he was gone. I trust the
AlnigasY Las received ais sea-. 1 lax.
Year: 1861

Here is an exquisitely suggestive
prose poem;


Passing neat little martin box of
house last evening, we happened to see
a man waiting at the door for admit
tance. At the instant a green blind A.
bove just opened little way land by the
gas light we cought the glimpse of
pair of brilliant eyes and q Autter of
something white, and bird toned voice
softly said, Who's thcre?' ITS me-
was the brief response. The eyes and the
flutter disappeared from the window like
stars in a cloud, and we almost fancied,
as we passed on, we could hear the pat
tering of two little feet upon the stairs,
winged with welcome.


1t was trihe; it happened all to be in
an instant, but it baunted US for an hour.


1t me. Amid the jar of the great
city, those words fell upon the quick
ear aloft, and met a glad response.


It's Me! And who was "me%' Tie
pride of hearts life, no doubt; the tree
a vine wasclinging to the defender Of
the Faithful" in the best sense in the
world.


It's Me- Many there are who would
give half their hearts, and more than
half the hope in them, for one such re-
cognition in this wide, wide world -
On Change, in the Directory, at the
Post Office, he was known as A. C s.,
ESQ, but on the threshold, and within
those walls, It's Ne and nothing more;
what more is there one would love to
be?


Few of all the hearts that beat so Wild
ly, warmly, sadly, slowly, can recognize
u true soul amid the din and darkness
of the world, in that simple but eloquent
It's Me. AS if be had said,


Now, ] am nothing to all the world,


For | am all the world to thee.
Year: 1861

A writer in the June number Of the
Atlantic Monthly gives some hints which
may be OF Service to volunteers. He
says:


A soldier needs, besides his sollieyy
drill,


/ Good feet.


2, \ good stomach.


3. And after these, comes the good
head and the good heart.


But good feet are distinctly the first
thing. Without them you cannot get to
your duty If u comrade, or horse, or
a locomotive takes you Oh its back to the
field, you are useless there. And when
the field is lost, you cannot retire, run
away, and save your bacon.


Good shoes and plenty OF walking
make good feet. A man who prctends
to belong to an infantry company ought
always to keep himself in training, SO
that any moment he can march twenty
or thirty miles without fe ecling pang or
raising blister Was this the case
with even defamation of the army who
rushed to defend Washington?


A captain of company who will let
his men march with such shoes as have
seen on the feet of some poor fellows in
this war ought to be garroted with shoe
strings, or at least compelled to wash
the feet OF the whole army Of the Apos-
ties Of Liberty.


If you find foot soldier lying beat
out by the roadside, desperate as u sea-
sick man, five to one his heels are too
high, or bis sUles too narrow CT too thin b.,
or his shoes is not made straight on the
inside, so that the great toe can spread
into its place as he treads.
am an old walker over Alps across
the water, and Cordilleras, Sicrras, des-
erts and prairies at home; have done
my near sixty miles day without dis
comfort-and speaking from large cx-
pcrieucc, and with painful recolections
Of the suffering ,aud death have known
for want Of good feet on the march,
say tD every volunteer:


Trust in God; but keep your shoe!
easy
Year: 1861

bis head gently down on The grass and
left him.


cit seemed SO strange when I looked
at him for the last time. l somehow
thought of everything l learned about
the Turks and Russians, and the rest of
them, but all of that seemed so far off
and the dead man so near"
Year: 1861

Would he not be somewhat like this
pattern A man who was aware that he
had vast power, and yet used not that
power for himself, but for others not for
ambition, but for doing good -? Surely
the man who used his power for other
people would be the greaer.soulel man,
would he not? Let us 60 on, then, to
FIND out more Of his likeness. Would he
be stern, or would he be tender? Would
lie be patient, or would he be fretful .
Would he be man who stands firrcely
on his own rights, or would he be very
careful of other mems rights, and very
ready to waive his own rights gracefully
and generously? Would he be extreme
10 mark what was done amiss agains
him, or would his be very patient wneu he
was wrouged himself, though indignan
enough il he saw others wronged p
Would he be one who easily lost.his tenn
per, and lost his head ,and could be ihrowr
of his balance by one foolish man =
Surely not. He would be man whom
no fool, nor all fools together could throw
of his balance man who could not lose
his seii.respect man who could beal
with those who are peevish, make allow
ances for those who are weak and igno
rant, forgive those who are ungrateful
not by punishment. but by fresh kind
ness, overcoming their evil by goods
man, in short, whom no i'll usage without,
and no ill-temper within, could shake ou
OF his even path Of generosity and beuevo
lence. Is not that the truly magnani
nous man the great and royal soul p
Is not that the stamp of man whom We
should admire, if we met him on this
earth ? Should we not reverence lha
man esteem it an honor and pleasure
10 work under that man, TO take him fol
our teacher, our leader. in hopes that, by
copying his example, our souls nigh
become great like his Rev. Chas
Kingsley.
Year: 1861

THE luckiest fellow that ever lived
might have woes enough, if he set himself
seriously to work looking 'hem up. They
are like invisible specks o! dust, you don't
see them till you put on your spectacles.
But then it is worth while to put on your
spectacles 10 discover what is great deal
better let alone


In the last illness of George Colman, the
doctor being late in an appointment apol-
og,zed to his patient. saying that he had
been called to SEQ q man who had fallen into
n we'll "Did he kick the bucket, doctor!"
groanod out poor George.


Ina dispute whether II was really lot
tor or simple aspiration, Rowland Hill
contonded that il was the former adding
that II il we're not letter, it must have
been very serious affair to him, by ma
king him III ell tho days Of his life
Year: 1861

A PATRIOTIC NAP.-Day before yesterday,
as the story goes, devoted member OF The


-Church, and most devout Uuon
man, attended divine worship, according to
his invariabie custom but the weather be-
ing warm and oppressive, the worthy cit
zens iell asleep in his pew during the early
part Of the service


He slumbred pleasantly, and just before
he erVlce began, the choir and congre-
gallon sang patriotic hymn, that filed the
sleepers mind with love oil country that
could not be resisted. The text was, And
~hat think of ye Christ p' repaired em phai-
ically several times by The minister.


This appeal TO The slumberer was too di
rect and his thoughts becoming confused
in his half wakeiul, half dreaming stale, he
forgot where he was, and the exact nature
OF the question, and responded so loudly
and distinctly that he could be he ard
through half of the church


'Think think and know be S all right;
he's for the Union all the timel"


The effect OF this unexpected and alto
gether secular utterance upon the piou S
brothers and sisters may be better fancied
than related.
Year: 1861

DfDE'T HURT THE Boors.-Rather racy is
the following incident of life on the cars as
reaed by clever letter writer


Near at hand was a gentleman of nerv>
Gus temperament and excitable disposition
who was guilty of the egreerious folly of en-
deavoring to transport safely a new and
glossy silk tile, more commonly denomnaied
"plug" hat, and which, through fear its
shining surface m light be rufled, he had
carried in his hand for a considerable num-
Der of miles. The hal was carefully wrap.
ped in paper aud deposited in what was
deemed a safe pla"e, where none wonld be
apt TO sic al or modest it. The gentleman re
tired. Morning came. and his hat was no.
where discernable. After searching long and
anXiously il was at last discovered in the
rear Of the car, with brakeman standing
upon it, looking out OF the window at the
beaniies OF the scenery as the glorons rays
OF the morning sun dared up from the cas-
tern horizon.


Inc gentleman was angry-not to say
mad With frantic rush at the offending
employee which nearly upset ;hat individ
mails equilibrium, he seized The once shin
ing but now dilapidated hat, and holding it
aloft exclaimed, chow dare you. how dare
you, sir. say stand with your boots on my
hat!" The employee glanced first at the
gentleman whose property he had injured,
next al the hat which looked like a lin ket-
tie after having passed through charavari,
and lastly al the boots which had done The
deed, then slowly drawled out, 'give your
self no uneasiness.s the boot are old ones
and don't think it has hurt 'em any r.
"Crushed again." groaned the injured one,
as he settled down in his seat with a look of
agony which would have made the fortune
of any play actor who could successfully
have initiated il.
Year: 1861

/ A Whiskev bottle mounted on a gun car
riage, as field piece, is the latest conceit
of Binninger the great, who is welcome to
This advertisement we shall give him. The
design is an excellent one and highly ap.
propriate. Never cannon unlimbered, or
| columbiad brought to bear, that has equalled
Whiskey a. weapon of death.


Talk of long range guns-three, four or
five miles. Why, Whiskey once killed a
brave young fellow on the Pacific coast
and the same shot went clear across the
Continent and killed the sailor boys mother,
IN Maine. That's range that will do to
talk of.


We are in the midst of war and prepara-
tions of war. An immense activity prevails
in the invention and manufacture of the
weapons Of death.


Rifle factories are busy and huge forges
groan as the coumbiads take shape beneath
the hammer Yet not weapon shall go
forth in this war more destructive to the
armies Of the Government and Rebellion
alike than that which is before us in the
similitude OF cannon mounted upon a
Tiny truck Whiskey


The list OF the KILLED and missing" be-
fore the war is over, will be something
fearful to contemplate, and what list OF
wounded" will come back TO US, all TO be
sill down 10 this destroyer that vii follow
the camp and more than decimaie every
company of the brave fellows, who will
meet no iercer or more relentless foe. 1t
will entrap and slay them singly, guer lila
fashion it will mu ddle the brains OF the
field officers, whole ranks will be moved
down as the penalty.


1t will do no harm for our soldiers to be
warned OF this IN time for the appointed
power be times 10 advise of the necessity
that no friend TO this enemy OF our troops, be
placed in command, where the Colonel
or The General of Brigade or Division may
be wrought upon by whiskey and brave
men pay .he penalty.
Year: 1861




A CLEAR CASE OF FRAUD-It is related by
one OF the dispatches from the battlefield al
Edwards Ferry, :hat when our brave boys
were trying to make their way from the trap
into which they had been foolishy led,
back across the Potomac poor negro with
small skif employed himself the whole
Eight in ferrying over the fugiiyes. He
succeeded, in this way, saving the lives, or
in securing the escape, al least OF no Less
than one hundred persons. His master all
the while was probably on the Virginia
shore trying TO send Minnie ball into the
hearts of our men.


Now, as The "service'' of this fellow did
mol belong TO himself, but, his master, what
right had be to lead his labor to our suffer-
ing soldiers Was he not defraudlng his
ownerl Will not some of our Generals in
sist upon delivering him up" to be prop.
erIy punished for so audacious use of his
muscle OF course, no one will be so in
sane as to propose that he should be eman-
ci2ated for this timely rescue of SO many
loyal troops. That would be abolisionism !;
that woule be interfering with the sacred
institution that would be confessing that
negroes are men and ellsitlsd tc decent
rasnecf - Eueufnc Pozf
Year: 1861

An Irishman who had been but few
months in this country, and in The employ
OF a gentleman in suburban towi, being
sent with note, with the command to
make all possible haste, found on ais way
a turtle, which. he picked up snpposing
it 10. be pocket-book. Determini ig TO be
faithful to his errand, he did not stop TO
TO examine his supposed prize, bit placed
it in his pocket, anticipating rich reward
when his errand was finished. B q fore he
had reached home the turtle had made its
way yearly out of his pocket, an Patrick
quietly reconsigned him to his ~po iket. On
his arrival at the house he took it out, and
to his great disappointment but fu of ex-


element, he rushed wildly into tn kitchen,
excIaiming to the cook rBessit, Bessie
Year: 1861

When friend of ours, whom we call
Agricola, was boy, he lived on farm in
Berkshire-C Co, the owner of which was
troubled by his dog Wolf. The cur killed
his sheep, knowing perhaps, that his mas
Ter was conscientiously opposed TO capital
punishment, if he could devise means to
avoid it.


Il can break him of it," said AS rcoIa
"if you will give me leave.n


'Thon art permitted said the honest
farmer and we will let Agrcola, tell the
story in his own words


"There was ram on the farm" said Ag.
ricola, ''as notorious for buitng al Wolf
was for sheep killing, and who stood in as
much need of moral suasion as the log. I
shut Wolf in the barn with this old fellow.
and the consequence was that the dog new.
er looked sheep in the face agair. The
ram broke every bone in his BODY, literally.
Wonderfully upifted was the ram aforesaid
by his exploit: his insoIence becams intol.
cradle, he vas sUre 10 pitch into wlomso-
ever went near him. rigged an iron crow
bar out of hole in the barn, point foremost
hung an old hat on the end of i. You
can't always, ,tell when you see hat wheth-
er there is head ia it or not; how, then
should ram ! Aries made at it full butt,
and being a good marksman fro n long
practice, the bar broke in between his
horns. and came out under his tai This
little admonition effectually enred him OF
butting.
Year: 1861

ARMY CHAPLAINs.-The Western gives
some good hints on chaplains


& \ cha plain should never affect charac.
ter Of fighting man. His business is not
with the enemy, but his own Regiment He
has much less need Of animal courage than
Of patient long suffering and tender sympa-
thy with sorrows and affections. AL 7ln1ee-
essary display Of soldiers clothes and wea-
pons upon his person should be avoided a.
unseemIy and savoring of vanity, In battle
his place is not in the front ranks but with
the medical staff to minister to the wounded
and dying. And as most of the soldiers time
is spent in the comparative quiet Of the
camp, SO there is most opportunity to DO
good and also the greatest danger to the
morals Of the men. Then should he endea7-
or to cause himself and his office to be :els
and recognized
Year: 1861

A HlNr.-A correspondent Of New York
paper recommends, with great earncstness,
the practice of introducing stranger by name
to the audience. Let the regular pastor Do
it, if he is at home, and if he is not at home,
let some of the trustees or official brother
do it, In this way people will listen with
greater interest, and will not be whispering
all around, Who is it?
Year: 1861

A WORD TO BUSINESS MEN.


This paper has now circulation in this city
larger than all the city papers combined, with
the exception of one, and therefore affords
most excellent advertising medium.
Year: 1861


The following sublime and affecting production
was discovered among the remains of our great epic
poet and is published in the recent Oxford edition
of Milton's works.


Lam old and blind!
Men point at me as smitten by Gods frown;
Afflicted and deserted of my kind;


let am not cast down.


am weak yet strong;
! murmur not that no longersee;
Poor, old and helpless, the more belong,


rather supreme, to Thee.


merciful One!
When men are farthest then Thou are most near;
Nhen friends pass by me, and my weakness shun,


Thy chariot hear


Thy glorious face
is leaning toward me- and its holy light
Shines in upon my lonely dwelling place


And there is 10 more night.


On my bended knee
| IL. recognize IThy Ty purpose clearly shown:
My mission Thou hast dimmed, that may see


Ihyseli-Ihyseli alone.


have nought to fear:
Beneath it am almost sacred: here


Can come no evil thing.


o! seem to stand
Trembling, where foot of mortal meier hath been,
wrapped IN the radiance OF Thy sinless land,


Which eye hath never seen.


Visions come and 90:
Shapes OF resplendent beauty round me throng;
From angel lips seem to hear the flow


OF soft and holy song.


Is it nothing now,
When heaven is opening my sightless eyes?
When airs from Paradise refresh my brow


The earth in darkness lies.


In puTer cline
Ny being fills with rapture-waves of thought
Rollin upon my spirit-Strains sublime


Break over me unsought.


Give me now my lYrei
10 of a pit Iivipa
Within my tosom glows unearhy fire


Lit by no skill Of mine.
Year: 1861


That times very hard. and money very tight,
That the people have not ork and are in bad plight
And that for Carpets and CrOckey they cannot Day high
And that. fol all eN tras, they must pass them by
Of this and other matters the people they complain.
Andit makes teel sad to their faces filled with


pain:-
And IL by selling cheapif this will make them smile
Even If my money [ lose. thev can share it awhile
Therefore, have concluded without regard to cost, to


sell
All OF my Kitchen Goods Cutlery and Carpets as welf
Also, my Crockery and Glass Ware at a discount am


selling,
with Brooms and Bru hes and everything, all I cannot


be a telling
Therefore ladies and gentlemen, GUY upon this


invitation,
For have full supply Of House Furnishing Goods at


nv Poetical station
1t is located in the Bay State Block at the Poets



Here have good Stock of Goods and as cheaU any,


upon my honor.
Now come and all. buy your goods, and socn times


for better will change
And money little It will hold out if you buy at


the Puetical Exchange.
And should my capital at the end Of the war be light
Why then here is energy and ambition wch is in Tor the


fight
Forlife Is battle field, and if do right customers


will rally.
And we can put to flight hard times, with vigorous


sally.
And, in conclusion, my thank for the tavors


that past;
Also for those which am receiving in the way of pat


ronage-nay it always last
B.-The people are respectfully invited TO call al
the Poetical Exchange, and examine my Goods, which
are new and OF the latest pattern -
iele diff ORSoN n. HEATH.
FURNITURE! FURNITUREI
Year: 1861

TIE TRINITY CHURCH Assoc1ATIoN.-The
young men Of the parish of Trinity Church
meet Ibis evening 10 organize the Association
for literary and social purposes, to which We
have before alluded. The election Of officers
will occur at the same time.
Year: 1861

where ne had fallen, they found that life had
departed. 1t seems that the wounds given 10
tue young earl were not, as bis murderers sup.
poseo' mortal. His plunge into the river, instead
| Oh rendering his death certain, restored him 70
CONSEQUENCES, and when he arose to the surface,
he made desperate effort TO regain the shore.
In this he would not, probably, have been sue
cessiui, Tor he was very weak from the loss Of
Diood, had 1t not been for the gipsy queen, who
WAS crossing the river in q boat with some Of her
followers. She picked him up, conveyed him to
her tent, and, with the most devoted and tender
care, nursed him through the long and dangerous
illness that followed.


The earl, on his recovery, became aware Of
his cousins usurpation Of his estates and title,
also Of bis betrotbal TO the Lady Blanche; but
retaining grateful sense of his indebtedness to
the heroic woman TO whom he owed bis life, and
who, IN spite Of all, still cherished strong Of.
fection for his treacherous cousin, he allowed
her to warn him, hoping that ii would induce
him to fee the country, delaying for that pur-
pose his appearance until the very last moment
There was another bridal day appointed, at
which there were happy and smiling faces; the
Lady Blanche, the beautiful Rose Of Glen Val
ley, gave her hand TO Walter, Earl OF Egberton,
at the altar Of the ivy-olad church Of Stoke
Cantref.


Both the earl and countess tried to induce
Cleopatra, the gypsy queen, to settle down In
the neat pleasant cottage the earl had given her.
But they could not prevail upon her to give up
her rowing life to which she was 90 strongly at
tached. She made II rule, however, to visit
Egberton Hall once o year, and the earl gave
strict lDunctions to all Of his tenants that neither
she nor her followers should ever be molested


Many years have elapsed since the events
here recordedj but In remembrance of the ser
vices rendered by the gypsy queen, any member
Of that wandering tribe who visits the neighbor-
hood has always hospitable reception from the
descendants Of the Rose of Glen Valley.
Year: 1861

Y AM offering my entire stock of DRY | GOODS at cost and ten per cent. Everybody is invited to call and see for themselves My goods are inferior to none in this market, and my object in selling plenish with a stock which will be bought exclusively with cash.

 aug1 If LEVIN HARRlSON.