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Year: 1866

Mack protested against any such pro-
ceedings, and persisted that every
thing on that lot, in the we'll aud ont
of It, was his individual property.
The Assistant Provost Marshal gave
him an official wink, and intimatcd
that all was right Mack thought
that ifit was not it would be i'm the end.


:" A strong posse of freedmen was
sent down into the well to work.
Bucketfnl after bucketful Of rubbish
and mud were drawn out, but no
treasure as yet made it's appearance.
Occasionally the officer Of the guard
went down on prospecting tour. In
punching about with his bayonet he
hit upon something that had the true
metallic sound. They had the treas.
ure now, sure Again the negroes
went to work. and after laboring some
hours succeeded in bringing out the
top Of an old tin plate stove. At last
the firm bottom Of the well was reach.
ed-but no iron safe. Mack said he
thought the safe was about ten feet
further down. Whatever may have
been the Provost-Marshars opinion on
that subject he concluded he had no
time to prosecute the search further
and withdrew his forces, leaving Mack
in the possession Of thoroughly
cleansed well. and at liberty to hunt
up the safe-if he wanted to. Mack
didn't want to-"
Year: 1866




School Management in Vermont.


Some trouble and q law suit
regarding the punishment Of schol-
ar occurred last week in the district
Of Orange centre, in which right
prevailed so triumphantly that it de-
serves especial notice. The teacher
Miss Emily Batchelder, of East Mont
pelier, with the volunteer assistance
of one Of the boys in the school, pun.
ished large and nnruly scholar who
was endeavoring to make fuss in the
school and defy the teacher) SO severe
Iy that he begged for mercy, and his
father prosecuted the teacher. The
doctor called to examine The abused" "
boy, stated that he evidently was
pretty well punished, but he thought
not quite what he deserved. An at
tempt was made to procure a jury.
but man could not be found who had
not formed an opinion which was
:" that he want licked half enough"
Seeing what the inevitable result of
the trial must be, the prosecution final
ly withdrew the suit, when collection
was taken up which paid all the cx-
penses TO which Miss Batchelder had
been subjected, and presented her, in
behalf of the ladies of the district,
with a set of solid silver table spoons
and butter knife. indicating that the
district were hearty and true in the
support of teacher who had fearless
~ done her duty.
Year: 1866

the resolution, l asked the reading of
the Veto Message, making the state.
ment, which was not controverted,
that no Senator had seen the bill. aud
not dozen Of them had read the
Message. This was refused. although
the hour was early and the time was
ample. When the ayes aud nays were
called | voted "no," without ex plana.
tion or Comment. was an indepen-
dent Senator. owing no fealty to my
associates, and responsible ouly to my
constituents and to them and for
them make l this explanation.


Neither in my speech on the rcsolu-
ton or on the veto, did take other
than Republican ground, except as op.
posing unqualified suffrage in the one,
and undignified and needless, not to
say indecent haste in pushing the other
through the Senate, imperfectly in.
formed, as we were, of the basis
of action. | beg that no reader will
interpret this as an apology for my
speech or vote. have nothing to re-
call or qualify of the one or the other
| took counsel of my Judgment in both,
and they were deliberate acts, not to
bring to me either regret or repent
ance. might. were not infexibie
in my resolution that nothing of haste
or passion should move me, in my pub
lie acts or their expression, comment,
upon the Intolerance which
brooks no individual action or thought
on immaterial and subsidiary ques-
tions, affecting no cardinal party doc
trine or faith. but which visits with
the penalty Of denuncistion and ex-
tradition all who call calmness to
their aid, To assist in averting the
perils which threaten our present and
future. But l forbear. stand where
have stood for quarter Of cen,u-
ry, full Of hope, large in faith. and
serene in courage, waiting for the
full fruition of returning peace and
unlimited and universal freedom.


Frz HENRY WARREN.
Year: 1866

Thy smiles, thy talk, thy aimless plays,
SO beautiful approve thee,
So winning light are all thy ways,


l cannot choose but love thee.
Thy baimy breath upon my brow


Is like the summer air,
As Ger my cheek thou leanest now, .
To plant a soft kiss there.
Thy steps are dancing toward the bound
Between the child and woman,
And thoughts and feelings more profound.
And other years are coming:
And thou shalt be more deeply fair,


More precious to the heart,
But never canst thou be again


That lovely thing thou art
And youth shall pass, with all the brood
OF ancy-fed affection
And grief shall come with womanhood,
And waken cold reflection.
Ihou'lt learn to toll, and watch, and weer
Ger pleasures unretnrning,
Like one who wakes from pleasant sleep
Unto the cares Of morning.
Nay, say not so nor cloud the sun


Of JOYOUS expectation,
Ordained to bless the little one,
The freshing of creation!
Nor doubt that he who thus doth feed
Her early lamp with gladness,
Will lie her present help in need,


Her comforter in sadness
Smile on, then, little winsome thing
All rich In Natures treasure.
Thou hast within thy heart a spring


OF self.rene wing pleasure
Smile on. fair child and take thy fill
OF mirth, till time shall end it.;
'1is Natures wise and gentle will
And who shall reprehend itp
Year: 1866

Like the leaf, life has its fading. We splls


and think of it with sadness, just as wethif&
the autumn season. But there should Hto
sadness at the fading of life that has tle<
we'll its work. If we rei1ssils,9 81 the adyeyt "a
new life; if we welcomee lr alIsk1 Z. 4llk pill
grim to the uncertainty - world s way, why
should there be SO much gloom when all these
uncertainties are past, and life at its waning
wears the glory of completed task? Beauti-
full as is childhood in its freshness and in
nocence, It's beauty is that of untried life 1t is
the beauty of promise, of spring, of the bud A
holier and rarer beauty is the beauty which the
waning life of faith and duty wears.


1t is the duty of a thing completed; and as
men come together to congratulate each other
when some great work has been achieved, and
see in it's concluding nothing but gladness, so
ought we to feel when the setting sun filings
back It's beams upon life that has answered
well life's purpose. When the ud-drops are
blighted, and the mildew blasts the early grain,
and there goes all hope Of the harvest, one may
well be sad but when the ripened year sinks
amid garniture of autumn flowers and leaves,
why should We regret or murmur? And so q
life that is ready and waiting for the well done
Of God, whose latest virtues and charities are
it's noblest, should be given back to God in un-
complaining reverence, we rejoicing that earth
is capable of SO much sadness, and it permitted
such virtue. S
Year: 1866

A bad son is not likely to make a good citi-
zen; and therefore, we repeat it with emphasis,s
that without virtue in her citizens no common
wealth can long exist. The NURSERY Of this gir-s
tue is the family, and fit does ret tsskc root
and grow here, it is in vain that We iook for It


in a ripper manhood. Society being made up of
families, it is by the strength of the domestic
affections that its framework is upheld and
preserved. 1t is the home love which nourish-
as the members of the family in their child
hood, which counsels and cares for them in
youth, and which, even after the perversities or
the losses of their manhood, welcomes them
back again to the roof of their nativity, and
throws them as before on the yet unequalled
and unextinguishable kindness of the parents
who gave them birth =


The man who does not cherish and exercise
the feelings of a genuine love and kindness
within the circle that gathers day by day round
the domestic hearth, will be found but sorry
citizen and still more sorry patriot, and hui
manity will throw him from her bosom as un-
worthy of the name Of man. Let us cling to-
home, even if that home should be the mean
est shed to be found on England's S broad and
blooming acres let us cling to it while it yields
us hearth, and while around that hearth there
is heart that beats true to love. The mers
material dwelling may be cheerless, but tld
home within may be sunny and happy am
there the heart may find a repose for which
seeks in vain in all the world beside. ~ Chsssfiqs
WO7IT ~
Year: 1866

Twas the evening Of lovely day-the last
day of the noble and ill-fated Emmett


A young girl stood in the castle gate, and
desired admittance into the dungeon.


She was closely veled and the keeper could
not imagine who she was, nor that any one of
such proud bearing should be an humble sup
plant at the prison door. However, he grant
ed the boon, led her to the dungeon, opened
the massive iron door, then closed it again, and
the lovers were alone He was leaning against
the prison wall, with downcast head and his
arms folded against his breast. Gently she
raised the veil from her face and Emmett turned
to gaze upon all that earth contained for him
the girl whose sunny brow in the days of boy
hood had been his polar star-the maiden who
had sometimes made him think the world was
all sunshine. The chains sounded like a death
knell to his ears, and she wept like a child
Emmett said but little, yet he pressed her warm


y to his bosom, and their feelings held a silent
meeting-such a meeting perchance, as is held


in heaven only, when we part no more. In a
low voice he besought her not to forget him
when the cold grave received his inanimate
body-he spoke of bygone days, the happy
hours of childhood, when his hopes were bright
and glorious-and he concluded by requesting
her sometimes to visit the places and scenes
that were hallowed to his memory from the
days of his childhood, and, though the world
might pronounce his name with scorn and con-
Tempt he prayed she would still cling to him
when all others should forget.


Hark the bell sounded and he remembered
the hour of execution. The turnkey entered,
and after dashing the tears from his eyes, he
separated them from their long embrace and
led the lady from the dungeon. At the en-
trance she turned and their eyes met-they
could say farewell, the door swung upon it's
heavy hinges and they parted forever No. not
forever; is there not a Heaven?


At sunrise next morning he suffered glo-
riously, martyr to his country and liberty,
And one-o' er her the myrtle showers
Its leaves by soft winds famed;


She faded midst italian flowers
The last of their fair band.


Twas in the land of Italy; it was a gorgeous
time of sunset in Italy What a magnificent
scene! A pale emaciated girl lay upon the bed
of death Oh it was hard to die, far from her
home III this beautiful land where the flowers
bloom perennial, and the balmy air comes freshly
to the pining soul. Oh! no; her star has set;
the brightness Of her dream has faded her
heart was broken. When ties have been formed
on earth-cose, burning ties-what is more
art-rending and agonizing to the spirit than
to find at last the beloved one is snatched, and
all our love given to passing flower. Enough /;
she died the betrothed of Robert Emmet-the
lovely Sarah Curran. Italy contains her last
remains its fowerets breathe their frangrance
over her grave, and luling notes of the shep-
I herd s lutte sound a requiem to her memory.
Year: 1866

Who that has been deprived of sister can
reflect upon the closing scenes of her mortal eX-
istence without the deepest sorrow and sadness
OF heart? A month, or less, perhaps short
week since, and she was among the living !;
there was the same cheerful countenance the
same joyous spirit; the same care and thought
for those whose happy lot it was to enjoy her
society But she is gone, and how sad the
change! The returning brother will meet no
more her welcome smile. He visits the home
of her childhood with heavy heart He ap-
proaches the threshold, and looks upon a
strangers countenance; he listens, and a
stranger voice falls upon his ear He fancies
for once that it is all dream he passes from
chamber to chamber, seeking in vain for the
departed one. She is net there! Oh, what
agony fills his breast what melancholy is rest
ing upon his spirit! His once huppy home
has now no charms, no comforts, no alurements
for him.


''This is the desert, this is the solitude,


The vale filnereal, and sad cypress gloom


1t may be an index of weak mind Tin the
opinion of some) to weep on such an occasion );
but weeping is the readiest relief to heart too
full for utterance


Flow forth afresh my tears"


To him who is still the recipient of a sister s
kindness and attention, a sharer in her sympa-
thies her love and affections, these thoughts
may seem visionary but they are sad, sober
truths, and a mourning brother, one who has
been brought to feel too keenly the pangs of
sundered ties of sisterly affection, cannot doubt
their reality.
Year: 1866

We have often heard ladies express desire,
fine gloss observable on new linens, shirt bos-
oms, &C., is produced, and in order to crafty
them, we submit the following receipt for ma
king Gum Arabic Starch Take two or. fine
white Gum Arabic powder, put it into a pitcher
and pour on it pint or more of boiling water
according to the degree of strength you de-
sire-and then having covered it, let it set all
nlsRt In the morning pour carefully from
the a. e!g clean bottle, cork it and keep
it for use. A tablespoonful of gum water stir
red into pint of starch made in the usual man
ner, will givejto either white OF printed lawns
a look ofnevness, when nothing else can restore


them after Washing. Much diluted, it is also
good for thin muslin and bobinet. = ''''o
Year: 1866

In vigorous, well governed and actively EN-
ployed mind, Love rarely becomes that resist
less tyrant which vanity and romance represent
him. His empire is divided by the love of
fame or the desire Of usefulness, the eagerness
of research. or the triumph of discovery.
Year: 1866

ALL MAY PREACH. every leaf of the
forest, and every nipple on the lake, which
itself receives a sunbeam on its breast, may
throw the sunbeam off again. and SO spread the
light around in like manner, every one, old or
young, who receives Christ into his heart, may
and will publish with his life and his lips that
blessed name.
Year: 1866

When you are disposed to be vain of your
mental requirements, look up to those who are
more accomplished than yourself, that you NAV
be fired with emulation but when you feel dis
satisfied with your circumstances, look down on
those beneath you that you maylearn content
Lraont DR. Moore
Year: 1866

Half the hopes Of this life are delusive; but
while they delude us into happiness, let US not
affect to despise them. Imagination is only a
gayer name for matter Of fact inmany cases
think so and tbs so. If felicity be seated in
the mind, it must often depend upon the fair
shadows of opinion, and, it may be said without
paradox, that these are frequently substantial.
Year: 1866

Next to being bride herself, every young
lady likes to be a bridesmaid. Wedlock is
thought by large proportion of the blooming
sex to be contagious, and much to the credit
OF their courage, fair spinsters are not at all
afraid of catching it. So far as official conduct
is concerned, when you have seen one brides
maid, you have seen the whole fascinating tribe.
Their leading duty seems to be to treat the
bride as 6. victim led with garlands to the
sacrifice" They consider it necessary to ex-
hort her to "cheer up. Her fair assistants
provide themselves with pungent essence lest
she should faint at the trying moment, which,
between you and me, she has no more idea OF
doing than she has of dying 1t is true she
sometimes tells them she 'feels as if she would
sink into the earth,' and that they respond,
poor dear y and apply the smelling bottle
but she nevertheless goes through her nuptial
martyrdom with great fortitude In nine cases
out Of ten the bridegroom is more 'fiustered'
than the fragile and lovely woman at his side !;
but nobody thinks of plying him, poor fellow !!
Ii one OF the groomsmen does recommend him
to take glass of wine before the ceremony to
steady his nerves. the advice is given super
ciliously, as one would say: "What spoony
you are, old fellow!" Bridesmaids may be con-
sidered as brides in what lawyers call 'inchoate"
Or incipient state. They are looking to that
day of triumphant weakness when it shall be
their turn to be 'spoor dear creatures" and
otherwise sustained and supported as the law
Of nuptial pretences directs. Let us hope they
may not be disappointed.
Year: 1866

that ever came to this city
Please give him call and you will find, in his
store, everything in the cleanest and most perfect
order, and prompt and civil attention to all.


c. SPEIDEL,
mex; door to First National Bank,


Rock Island.
Year: 1866

We advise all young people to acquire
in early life the habit Of using good lam
guage, both in speoking and writing,
and to abandon, as early as possible, any
use of slang words and phrases The
longer they live the more difficult the
acquisition of correct language will be !;
and if the golden age of youth, the prop
er season for the acquisition Of language,
be passed in its abuse, the unfortunate
victim of neglected education is, very
properly, doomed to talk slang for life.
Money is not necessary to procure this
education. Every man has it In his
power. He has merely to use the Ian
guage which he reads, instead Of the
language which he hears, to form his
taste from the best speakers and poets OF
the country; to treasure up choice phras-
es in his memory, and habituate himself
to their use, avoiding, at the same time,
that pedantic precision and bombast
which shows rather the weakness o.


vain ambition than the polish Of an ed


ucated mind.
Year: 1866

The following somewhat remarkable
advertisement appeared In The co1unnns
of q recent number Of . newnpabsr;
Lost, by poor Lad tied up In . hEewn
flute in an overcoat and several ether
articles Of wearing apparel" s
Year: 1866

Trust not to uncertain riches, but pre-
pare yourselves for every emergency in
life. Learn to work. and be not depend
ent on servants to make your bfeau
swecr your floors aud darn your own
stockings. Above all, do not esteem
too lightly those honorable young men
who sustain themselves and their aged


parents by the work Of their own hands,
while you caress and receive into your
company those lazy, Idle popinjays,
who never lift a finger to help them
selves as long as they can keep body and
soul together and get funds sufficient
to live in fashion. you are wise you
will look at this subject as we do, and
when you are old enough to become
wives you will preferthe honest meehan-
ic, with not cent 10 commence life, to
the fashionable lo;fer, with capital of
ten thousand dolhrs. Whenever we
hear remarked, "such young lady
married a fortune" we always tremble
for her future prosperity. Riches left to
children by wealth. parents turn out to
be curse instead d blessing. Young
women, remember this, and instead of
sounding the purs, of your lovers and
examining The Gu, of their coats, look
into their habits ard their hearts.


Mark If they have trade, and can de-
pend upon themsdves-see that they
have minds which viii learn them to
look above a butterfly existence. Talk
delicate hand, the splendid form and fine
appearance of the young gentleman
Let not these foolish considerations en-
gross your Thoughts.
Year: 1866

YIyHoMAS w. THOMPSON would respectfully


inform his old customers, and the public
generally that he has commenced work in his
New Shop, directly north of the Steam Mill, in
Upton, where he is prepared to attend to all
business in his line, and especially horse shoe
ing. lift
Year: 1866

ing low.
On my brain there dawned vision Of the cell at Fort
And around its massy portal, doubly lockd and trpy
Swept train Of pald phantoms in the darkness keep
And cried aloud in horror 90 thou dim and dreadful


Life again :"
Then solemn voice answer "From graves meath
We have come to watch his slumber through whose


fearful rain,
From the hiding of ocean, now we rise in might


again;
From the graves, welcome refuge from the ioathsome


prison-pen,
Come the dread avenging specres that


tortured men.
"we died starved-his fare s danty-sof and snowy is


his bed;
Countless nameless graves bear witness low and
But the sleep which death lued by dream


marred,
And the angels from Heaven, and around rest


kept guard


Can you marvel that he sleeps not while stand out


side the door!
That he quverng anguish footballs the
Though his prison walls be massive though his door be


closely barr'd
lie bshods u.s. and he hears and he knows we're keep


ing guard.


Traitor hearts may yet berend him. traitor hands may
He may fly from hate and scoing, but from he can


not fee;
When at last to God in Heaven dies his SOUL all
Round about the Throne Eternal he will find keeping


guard.' Lucy IT. Hooper.
Year: 1866

GETTING on THE RIGHT PLATFoRM.-President
Roberts said in his speech to the Fenians at Buff
falo New York =" The dawn of Irish liberty
is approaching, and in friendly spirit ask you
to extend your hand to every other people who
are struggling for liberty help to ensiave no
man, and remember that God created all in his
own image that He looks not so much at the
color of the face as at the color of the heart"
Year: 1866

- County W>srrSsss and 6rsssbseEs taken at
their ruling value in payment for subscriptions to this
To soldiers in the Government service the JOURNAL
will be furnished for Greenbacks at PAR
Year: 1866

DIVINE MELoDY.-Genius has ever warned the
world against I" the man that hath no music
in himself. nor is not moved by the concord of
sweet sounds" And if it is true that all such
are Ct fit for treasons, stratagems and spols, "
and must be sure to Hlet no such man be
trusted" what shall we do for world? 1t is
true everybody rushes to the doors and windows
when brass band marches by, or even fife and
drum for martial music shakes even the most
stolid nerves. But if the divine William is right,
that as men fail to appreciate music, to just that
measure they are stepped in crime, then alas for
mankind, we are lost If music is among the
saving nstrumentalities, it is well to encourage
and perfect it to its highest degree, and those
who plead with men to be better will plead in
the dulcet strains of wind and stringed nstru-
ments and by that most powerful of all persuad-
ers. the voice of women. We doubt not that all
in our city who wisely strive to win souls have
brought sacred music to their aid. We can
speak of what we know, what our own ears have
heard. when we say a word of the Congrega-
tional Church on Sixth street. 1t has seldom


been our lot to hear better church music than
NAV be heard there of Sabbath. 1t is one of
the luxuries of worship to be borne upon the
breath of sacred song out of and above the work.
day self; to have the whole being melted and
merged into grand unity of emotion, the music
lending wings to the soul that it may fly away
and be at rest, reposing in the pure bliss of SOL


emn alteration. In any good music there is great
power to lift up and harmonize all the being, but
most in the sacred harmony that worships while
it sings. n. P. Willis once wished that all the


service of the church might be music only, then
the critic in man might slumber, and he might
give all his powers to alteration. But when
music, as a solvent, has reduced all the elements
of the being to purity and unity, then let the
thread of truth drop in and the soul crystalize
about it. We can i'll spare any good influence
for this wicked world of ours, none certainly
form the place where men 60 to get out OF them
selves and into closest communion with the
Father of Spirits. Let good men then spare no
pains to draw men by this silver chord of melody
to the place where blessing abounds for all
Sacramento Bee.
Year: 1866

Tur National Debt was reduced more than one
hundred and twenty-four million dollars during
the year ending August LIST. Iii fact without
parallel in the annals of nations just emerged
from tremendous, desolating war.