Mt. Vernon Republican (Mount Vernon, Ohio : 1854), 1855-12-18

              tii t.."7 lllr - ' ' -: Tlf J" if ' .1 1 tt '"i.':.. - 11 J Li iff for i f i ; in : r I 1 It 41 1 v V: v. OFFICE South-wettend ) KremUn Blook, 2d Floor, j VOL. II, V A New Poem. N. P. WI1IU tends the following Poem, bv Fanny Korrasler, to the Hmne Journal, which fee is not eure haaever been published. He adds Tlit widowad heart of the gifted one with her apostle husband, lust gone, before her to i aeavea thus exquisitely telle the story of their -earthly lore and it till liugoring " hold uf and." t I gated down life's dim labyrinth, A. wilclering maze to see, Crossed o'er by many a tangled clue, '' And wild as wild could be; w And as I gazed in doubt and dread ' 'v An angel came to me, I knew him for a heaTenly guide, ' I knew him even then, ('Though meekly as child he stood Amonj the aona of men ' By hit deep spirit loveliuess, -1 knew him evea then. . 1 And as ! leaned my weary head ' Upon his proffered breast, And scanned the peril haunted wild - From out my place of rest, '.' I wondered if the shining onea Of Eden were more blest. For there was light within my soul, Light on my peaceful way, And all around the blue above The clustering starlight luy; And easterly I Haw upreared The pearly gates of day. So, hand in hand, we trod the wild, My angel love and I Bis lifted wings all quivering With tokens from the sky. Strange my dull thoughts could not divine "Twas lilted but to ily ! Again down Life's dim labyrinth I grope my way alone, While wildly through the midnight sky, Mack, hurrying clouds ate blown And thickly in my tangled paih The sharp bare thorns are sown. Vet firm my foot, for well I know The goal cannot tie far, A ik1 evei, through ihe rifted clouds Shines out one steady star For when my guide went up, he left The pearly gates sjar.r. Irlrct Jfarllani. A BAD SPECUATION: oa THE DARK STRANGER CHAPTER I. "Ah, Angely, 1 am ruined utterly ru ined 1" exclaimed Robert Wilson lo his oung an I devoted wife. "Ruined I why, Robert, what can have happened ? I thought you were doing so we in vour business." returned the wile with the det pest anxiety depicted upon her fair features. "And so I am, mv love ; but in an unlucky uiomi n , I embarked in a epecula tion which h s ptvved uiforunaie, and every dollar I possess is gone." "Why have you not told mo of this before Robert ?" "1 wish not to pain you, love." "I fesr you hae b en imprudent; nay, I will not reproach jou." "1 have hoped that until now I should be able to redeem myself. By risking a few I uadred dollars more, I feel confident that I could retrieve my losses, and come out bright again ; but alas 1 I have not another dollar in the world." And the young husband looked anxiously at hid" wife. "What kind of a speculation was it, Rob ert ?" asked his wife, as a slight misgiving crossed her confiding heart. "0, it was a btric.ly business transaction rather complicated in its details, and 1 don't think you wou'd understated it if I explained it," replied Robert. ' "I am not so dull of comprehension, that I cannot understand an ordinary business transaction," ' "No, my dear, I know you would understand it better than ladies generally would, but it is very intiicate Tery." "I will not insist, Robert, upon knowing anything you desire to conceal," witii a gentle reproach in her tone, "but methinks a wife ought to know the occasion of her husband's sorrows." "Forgive me, Angely," replied the husband, imprinting a tender kiss upon her lips ; "forgive me and 1 will tell you all." "Nay, love, I ask it not ; I am satisfied now. And ia there no hope ?" "If I had twe hundred dollars, I feel perfectly confident that I should redeem myself." , . "Is there no risk, Robert ?" "I will be candid, Angely ;" "there is some risk." "I will get you the money, Robert." 'My own true wife 1" This conversation occurred at the house of a New York shopkeeper. He had been married to a young, gentle-hearted girl only a year before, during which period they had lived in uninterrupted happiness. The young wife had no suspicion that the clouds of adversity were lowering over their joyous home until her husband had communicated the fact. For iom weeks, however, she had noticed that Robert was unusually dull. Once or twice a week, he had absented himself from her tide in the evening, alleging that business demanded hit attention. .Angeline Wilton, at the time of her marriage, was the possessor of a small sum of money, bequeathed to ber by her father It bad been settled upon her so thather husband could not control it, and could spend no portion of it without her sanction. 'The young shopkeeper's business had prospeted beyond bis most sanguine expectations, so that his devoted wi'e, who would willingly hare placed her little fortune in bis bands, saw no occasion to with' draw it from ber nnclc, in whose hands it was not onlv deemed to be safely invested, but was producing a handsome interest. ' Robert Wilson was a whole-souled young man, without a selfish thought in hit composition. - lie had married Angeline foi herself alone, and hardly bestowed a thought upon hr portion. . . , But the."bsd speculation" bad worried liim exceedingly. All the ready money he could commanu nnii oven ixnausieu, ami n his extremity, tltu thought had occurred to him ill lit hi wife could supply hit wantB. The idea of asking hur for relief, wns, to a man of his high-strung tempennent, 10 hiuhlv repuennnt, th,tt he only hitd Ihe courage to hint at tnu service she might render him. CHAPTER II. With the money in l.is pocket, which Angely had procured for htm, Robert Wil on liasiftned down Broadway. At the corner of Park Place he paused, and cast fugitive glance around him, evidently much agitated. He thought of his loving wife at home. He had deceived her, and bia conscience smote bim. She was all love and gentleness, and sincerity, and confidence, and he had basely deceived her. Should he not return, throw nimseii at ber feet, and beir her forgiveness ? Such a course wat ceitainly the most grateful to his erring, penitent soul; but he had made a "bad peculation," and while there was hope of retrieving himself, the demon of mammon within prompted him to sin again. Turntntr down rarit I'lace, ne enterea one of those gambling hells, which are the curse of enlightened America. Again he paused on the stepi of the magnificent establishment, to silence the upbraiding of is conscience. The beautiful, loving x- pression of his wife; languishing away the tedious hours of his absence in lonely misery, haunted him. But the usual consolation, the oil-repeal ed resolution of the erring soul : "Only this time, and then I will forever abandon the wiiy of the transgressor," ca e to urge him on. By the gas lights in the street, he observed a dark form, closely muffled in the ample folds of a Spanish cl ak, approaching the spot where he stood. The siran-ger paused by his side, glanced at him, and then en'ered the saloon 1 He followed him ; the hall flashed with brilliant liirlils, and the gay and fashiona ble of the metropolis thronged the scene, ill n smiled as though the place was not the ga e of hell itself. The old and res-pecuble of the bar and forum, and the exchange, were there, countenancing, by their prvsence and example, the iniquity practised within those gilded walls. Robert Wilson shuddered aa he entered the saloon. Yet why should he shrink from a scene, in which the respectable men of the community hesitate not to mingle ? Poor, simple, young man ! his soul had not yet come to b. lieveihat wealth, station and the honors of the world can sanctiiy sin and hallow iniquity. In an unguarded hour he had been lured into "deii ol tluev s," ny a man ot i;ooa sunding in society the importer from whom he purchased many of his goods, and who held his notes in payment of them. He had hazarded a fe dollars, (hough his on ci nee Sino e him all the while. He won ; he was in the h nds of those who weie exp ringed in the management of itnsu-p xiing dupes. He went away with his pocket w II lined with the fruits of his unhallowed gains. Ii. dated by the ambition to bec me suddenly rich, he went again ; he won. The devil lured him on. With firm resolution tr abandon these visits when he should have added the gains of one more night to his , 'r"- t previous accumulation, be went a in time. If he had succeeded on this occasion ! as he had on the two previous nights, he j should be able to pay the only note he' owed. The prospect of freeing himself entirely trom debt, suddenly and without labor, tempted bim to engage once more in the exciting game. But the gamblers haJ permitted him to run the whole length of bis rope. On the thirl night he lost lost all he had before won. All his fine fancies were thus dashed to the ground. But the hopes of freeing himself from debt, had taken a strong hold of his imagination, and he could not so easily resign it. Again he went, trusting that the chances of ihe game would again favor him auain and again he went, till all his available mean i were sacrifice d. The gamb'ers adroitly permitted him to win a few dollars occasionally, and thus his hopes were kept buoyant, All were Rone, but the passion of gaming . intensely M ins worldly goods . . . Uneasily he strolled among the gaming tables, now pausing to glance an instant at the game, and then hurrying nervously on aair. llenauiwonunareaaoiiars.nnispoc it i i . i i j j ii i i. i et and humiliating reflection 1 it had been gircn him by his wife He must be careful of it ; he oould hope for no more. As he paced the gaily thronged hall he discovered the dark looking stranger who had confronted him at the entrance ot the saloon, alone, at one end of the marale tables.The eye of the dark being suddenly res ted upon him. It was a dark, deeply, ex-preseive blue eye it seemed not unf mil-, tar to him. The glance be knew not' why rivited bim to the spot, and he stood tremulously gating at ine sirang.r. - . . .i - . i The complexion or the mysterious per- sonaee was decidedly white. Hit beard jet black, entirely covered the tidet and jet black, entirely covered ine tidet ana lower part of the face, even to the contour of the mouth. It wat very long and curl - ed gracefully down over the chin. Over his head he wore a cap, from beneath which, long, black, glossy curls floated down over his coat collar. In stature he was below the medium size. CHAPTER III. "Play ?" sid the stranr. in a low Kut- terM voice, not unmingled with softness. Robert Wilson involuntarily seated bim- opposite lh dark being. With hit gloved hand the s'ranger placed a fifty dol'ar bill on the taMe. ' "Highest wins," said he hconically, at he push ed tne oice nox over to HoDerU Tbif wat certainly an irregular game, IF A FREE THOUGHT ."SEEK EXPRESSION, STEAK IT MOUNT VERNON, OHIO, and an irregu'nr method of proceeding but it was simpl , and in this respect was preferable lo him, so lie placed a corresponding amount by the b'hIb of it. R .bert shook the dioe and cast them, upon the table. The next throw Robert won. , The stake was doubled ; ho won again. ' Maddened by excitement ho placed all the money he had on the table. The dmk visaged stranger, without moving a muscle of his brow, covered it. At one fell swoop Robert was pennylets niruin. Rising from tho table in a paroxysm of disappointment, he was about lo rush trom the scene. ' Stay I" said tho stranger. "I have not a dollar," replied Robert, bitterly. "Your Watch." "No," replied Robert firmly, "it is my wife's." , "Your luck will change again." The young man hei-itated. "Sure to change," continued the stran ger. With a desperate effort Robert drew the watch from his pork' I. "Seventy-five dollars," said he tremulously.The stranger placed the amount on the table. The dice descended Robert won 1 For several successive throws R.ibert won, but Btaking all again, he was once more pennyless. The watch was put down again it was lost I Robert, was in despair. .... "You have a wife V said the s(rang r. "I have God f rgive me !" replied the ruined busbnnd, in a burst of bitterness, "Of course, vu ove her not, or you would not be here," continued the stranger, carelessly. "I do love her as I love my own soul!" ex laimed Robert, perplexed by the singular turn the conversation had taken. The character of ihe professional gamb ler was to well known to him not to sua rent that the dark Btraniier had some ob- ject in view in these inquiries Those fear- j One day she overheard her master bar-less tales of gamblers who have staked gaiuing with a soul driver, who desired to money against the honor of a wife, flashed puichase, for the far Bouth, her grandson, across his mind, and he shuddered to think a boy of some fifteen years of age. Slung how near be stood to the fatal precipice, lo the very quick by this design of strip-which might hurl him in his madness, into ping- her of the last of her kindred, she deeper dishonor. i instantly resolved on flight. "You would have her know what you The same night she started with her boy have done ?" said the stranger calmly. "Not for the world." "Then play again; your chance is good." "I have not a shilling." "I will lend you." "On what tecurity?" asked Robert, trembling for an answer. "Mortage me your stock of goods." "You know me, then ?" "No ; you are a shop keeper." T uill." Tne stranger threw him three hundred A,Marit Tn t,.n miniilpa it all was lost 1 "The morurme." said the dark beintr. " Can we make it here ?" SBid Robert, ovtrwl elmed with anguish. "No I will tro to vour house." 'Im possible ! not for ihe world." Hut I will !" s od the slransrer sternly, "Rv Heave i. tou shnll not I" "His I you shall be expos, d " Koberl was obliged lo consent, and borne down by the terrible agony that preyed up- on him, he conducud his mysterious com- Danion to his once happy home. The Pai clock struck eleven as they enured. ir :.. n, kna eaM flia lOUr WHO IB UUL o, UUiuv, on " v....-. j Q Strang r. l'e,r counselor and their friend. Robert was surprised lo find that Ange- Worn down with the hardships of this ly was not in her accustomed seat by ihe perilous journey, with garments torn to fire Full of painful migivings, why, he shreds and fluttering in the breeze ; with knew not, he hastened lo her .apartment to shoes worn into fragments ; without hats or see if she had retired; there was no trace bonnets, this heroic woman conducted her of her to be discovere I. pariy to the house of a friend. Word was im-' Returning to the sitt'ng-room he found mediately passed around among some of the the strange gambler seated by the fire, iu- good souls who dwell there as the salt of tently poring over the pages of a book he the eanh, that eight fugitives were con-had taken from the centre table. cealed in a garret, destitute of the means " Left you, I should say; women are so of further progress. The word was follow- tame," rei'lied tho stranger, sternly. ed by ihe deed. All necessary means were " Leli me ! no!" exclaimed Robert, cast- instantly provided for their safe transmis-ing himself into a chair, and venting deep sion to ihe North, and the train which pass-groans, the anguish of his soul. , ed through this city on the same night oar- The mortgage," continued the stran- ried the whole party toward the home of ger, sharply. i their leader, in Canada, wh re they have - "I will write it in my room," replied by this time undoubtedly arrived, ihe young man, leaving the apartment. i We doubt a similar instance of devotion Wiiiin" away the tears which courted in to fiiends and kindr. d on record. It re-ereat' drops d .wn bis haggard cheeks, he quired a daring mind even to conceive the B. . . .. . 00 r :i f 1. ,1. ......... f kn A., .o a h anb mnr t,uA rnm nis iim- V . , , ,s, f, . Tll. .l iim rt iiiiM i ii i it .1 i 1 1 1: vi iu ii i i w vuvt "v r v to l) e gitti oom, Llin dour, he started back iih MtfinUiiment At beholding Aniily!has made men immortal, was needed lo sealed by the grate, reading the last num - ber of Harper. Whv R.ihert. T did not know that veu ,.., :,, !.. risintr and nlac .V .. 1 ..: .: A . . e ... i. ..... u;.'m. lntr a chair Deiore me ore wnere ma nu pers lay, ready lor htm to put his feet into. The dark stranger was not there. " What is the matter with you, Robert, how strangely you appear," continued his wife. ' Do 1 1" and Robert started and looked around him in wild amazement. Where was the stranger? "I did know you were here, Angely," stammered be. . " 1 have been out awhile, this evening, -. . . . . . . gtruck . en . ... . . . .. Wber() J, Mr . . , . useo . lhe gf "Ihavenol who came borne with me? not teen any gentlemnn." " I came in ai eleven with 1 " What time is it now, Robert?" The watch his wife's watch it was gone I Your watch I left" " I have it; it is half past eleven," said Ange y taking tne waicn iron i.er poc.ei. 1 . . ... .. .,-! I " What is tne matter wun you. nooerti I " That watch" Robert paused. ' "Well,"taid ngely, beginni g to wear a msieriou, mischievous look, " now jjOet your speculation?" I Badlv. mv dear." replied Robert, with a look of wonder. TUESDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 18, " What paper have you in your hand?" " N Jthing that Is I will put it in my secretary," and he left the room to gut the ugly document out of sight. He wns not absent more than five minutes, but when he returned the dark stranger of the gambling hell was at the fire. Robert began to think he was dealing with the duvil. , " The mortgage," said the stranger, in his low, deep tones. 'Who are you, sir? man or devil who are you?" exclaimed the bewildered young man, rushing toward the dark form. But before lie could reack it, the form shook off the cloak, and thu whUkcis and and the wig, and his Wikb stood bi fore him I The tpell was dissolved. He understood it all. " Are you cured, Robert," said she, smiling mischeWously. And then using the deep tones of the dark stranor, she continued: "You have a wife; of course you love her not, or you would not be here Ah, Robert, that alone saved you; you confessed your lore even in a gamblinghell It making haste to be rich, you have been led astray. But I forgive you, Robert," and the gentle hearted wife twined her arms around his neck and kissed him. " Always forgiving as the spirit of mercy. I do not deserve your forgiveness, Angely." Siitrrrsting Uariftq. Bond and Free- A Remarkable Narra tive. A few nights since there passed through this city, on the railroad, bound for Cana- da, a family of eight slaves. One of these the leading spirit ot the whole was a woman sixty years of age, a bold, courageous, prompt and energetic woman. Two years ago Blie was living as a slave iu the South. She was the mother of six children, all of whom she had seen torn from her arms when old enough to be useful, Bnd sol I away from her. for tl e Isorih. Wight after night they trav eled by the North star t he only guide the h iples fugitive knows in making for the land of Freedom, and one that deceives him not since it is fixed iu ihe heavens. After long and painful wandering they finally arrived in the land of Freedom. Here this heroic woman hired herself at wanes. Two months ao, with purse well filled, she started back to ihe residence of her old master at the South. Here alone, she conceal, d herself in the woods and thickets, a fugitive from Freedom cared for, however, by the few trusty souls to whom he revealed the dangerous secret of htr presence in the land of bondage, After rtmainin there some two weeks, she selected seven of her children and grand children, and started wiih them for the North. . The same unerring star shone faithfully from above their midnight path way. By day ihey lay by, concealed among ihe thickets of the country, through which they made a beeline for the Noith. No toil discouraged, no danger dismayed this heroic woman. Many times ihe party suff- ered to the verge of starvation. She cheer-1 url ttipm nnward Rh van thflir nnlv ouirle iiih.i ill iruinir uhuil lu i ic ni,riiQ ui uvimnc j i, hBZrd of discovery j in ,,,e lioD8. di;n. But nothing short of that heroism which, under other circumstances j put ir.tu execution an enterprise so full of dimculty ami uanger. oucn spirus. u any, not only deserve lo be free, but are fitted ,.:..r. ,1... 1..UI lihoef o Trmnl.M Hllt w en ut mo itiiKcov v. . . ." Gill. A MsLANcnoLT SToar Among the twelve who were punished for drunkenness to day was one a female whose history is truly melancholy, though by no mian unusual. She is noi old, was once preity; courted and admired by all. She was born in the South, of wealthy parents, and her earlier years were blest with all the bless ings of one in her station. Her education was thorough, and the early gained a good reputation at a writer. She toon evinced a Dassion for the stage, a passion so un- controlable that despite the entreaties of her parents and friends, she became an ac tress. In this tphere the wat very tuccett' ful, and after a lime made ber appearance on the boards in tint city, where she ere at ed no little furort. Her appearance wat alwayt bailed with enthusiasm, but after a time her fame and loriune negan to wane. She fell, as many of ber profession had done before, a victim to strong drinkl Be coming daily worse, no manager would ran the risk of engaging ber. For a time the gave evidence of an intention to reform, but the terrible passion predominated; she again tell. 1 lie lormnny ioveiy woman, talented authoress and fine actress, sleeps to-night a vagabond in the Toombtl Aim York Timti, 3ih. if Worse than uselest are accomplish menu acromrrsined hy depravity of brart. BOLDLY Sl'EAK 'IT ALL" Attempt at Sed notion. The Cincinnati Enquirer of Tuesday, cunlai in the details ol ihe hearties reduction and subsequent desertion of a )oun woman. The gentleman first became acquainted with the lady in Cleveland, where she say she lived with an Uncle, who kept a tavern, and upon promise uf maniage, eloped with him to Cincinna i where both passed under the name of Smitlison. About five weeks since he informed her and the people of the house that he had business to transact at Louisville, which would probably detain him a we, k, and left taking most of his wearing apparel with him in a carpetbag. He did not return at the parlor Kpeeilied, and it wat observed that the lady fretiuently appeals at if she had been weeping. At length on Sunday last when summoned to diuner, she made no reply and the family, becoming alarmed as the door was fastened inside, with the key in the lock, made forcibly entrance, when the unhappy young woman was discovered stretched upon the bed insensible, and breathing her last. A physician wa caiu u who succeeded after a couple of hours in rescuiug her. Ou the bed lay an open letter from Smitlison, in which he bade her, eternal adieu, statins that, as he had a wife and family in Canada, he eould not fulfill his promise of maniage, and hedei m ed it best for the hapiness of both that they should seperate forever. The letter was dated from Buffalo, and had been inpost-t-sion of the unhappy young woman neatly three weeks, and which she had brooded over until life became insupportable when on the Saturday previous the procured a quantity of opium, by which means she sought to end her sorrows and her life. If the scoundrel ii in this city we hope he will be brought to justice. Bvff. Rep. Aok. But few men die of old age. Almost all die of disappointment, passional, mental, or bodily toil, or accident. The passions kill men sometimes, even suddenly. The common expression, " choked with passion," has little exaggeration in it; for even though not suddenly fatal, strong passions shorten life. Strong hodied men often die young weak men live ' longer than the strong, for the strong use their strength, and the weak have none to use. The latter take care of themselves, the former do not. As it is with the body, so it is with the mind and temper. The strong are apt to break down, or like the candle, to run; the weak to burn out. The inferior animals, which live, in general, regular and temperate lives, have generally their prescribed term of years. Patino Debts One of our religious exchanges has the following strong remarks on ibis subject. They drive the nuil in to ihe head and clinch 11 : " Men may sophisticate as they please, They can never make it right, and all the bankrupt laws in the universe cannot make it right for them not to pay their debts. There is a sin in this neglect as clear ann as deserving of church discipline, as in stealing or false sweariog. He who vio lates his promise to pay, or withholds the payment of a debt, when it is in his power to meet the engagement, ought to leel uiai in the si irh t ot all honest men be is aswin dler. Religion may be a very comfortable cloak under wbicu to hide, bui it religion does not make a man deal justly, it is not worth having." t3T The Placerville (California) Imer-icon publishes a letter from Oison Hyde, of Carson Valley, in which he says: " I learn by private letter, that in Provo, a town nlty miles soutb ot salt Lake utty, where the wheat crop was mostly destroyed by grasshoppers, that a honey dew has fall en so bountifully on the small cottonwoods alone the river banks, that the citizens are washing the leaves and boiling the syrup into sugar in a day. ibis would ortng v-i in ordinary times. The people there de ne nd on their wheat to tret groceries; but when the wheat failed, sugar fell from heaven. In case of an entire failure of crops, it looks as though we might almost get manna, if not quite. The honey dew approximates very near to it. And this be our motto, In God be our trust.' " t3T Thackeray says a woman's heart is just like a lithographer's stone what is :.. - u ...kk.. OI1C wnucu upuu II, UOM uv , uuutu vuw This is so. Let an heiress once fix her af fections on a stable boy, and all the preach' ing in the world cannot get her heart above oat-boxes and curry combs. What is writ' ten on her heart can't be rubbed out." This fact shows itself, not only in love but in religion. Men change their God s doz n times; a woman never. To convert a Sister of Charity to Methodism would re quire a greater amount of power than you would have to overturn the pyramids. iT Philanthropy is supposed to pay well at times. Henry Orinnell, who fitted out the several Arctic expeditions from this country in quest of Sir John Franklin, x-pended in these enterprises about ten thousand dollars, the government assuming the rest of the expense. The house of which he it a member, Grinnell, Minturn !t Co., will clear the present season three quarters of a million of dollars upon orders from the British government for grain, orders sent to that house by reason of Mr. Gunnel's connection with it. Banibdpt Citiks. San Francisco it burdened with a debt she cannot pay, and her treasury is empty; New Orleans hat disposed of the use of herpublio wharves for the term of three year, so at to raise money sufficient to pay the il tries of her tchool teachers; Philadelphia hat not a dollar in her treasury; Chicago is in a sorry financial condition her treasury is entirely empty, and those in the employ of the city go begging tor the waget due them. "Epitaph The folloaine, say the La dies Own Jourual, was written on the tomb board of Isaao Gret nlrce.in Harrow Church yard, by Lord Byron ; ' Beneath these' green trees riling to tht ikies, The Dlanter of them. laaaii Greentra liea : A time shall coma whea these green tree ah all fall, - An'J IrVae GrvVntre rife start fberd lU." 1855. 8050 FOR THE FARMER'S 018. Oh, a farmer's boy ia a jovial lad, 8 healthy, briiihl, and free ; In hi country home he ia tier glad ; Oh, that, ia the home for ine. With a whoop and a haw lo his lively team, With the lark abroad is be; With his bread ai d milk unrobed of cream ; Oh. it. Mt is the home for me, Oh, that is the home for me, For tun, for me, for mo, In Ilia morning bright he drives away, Kie the morniiiK aim we rua, I' he lowing hind to a silver stream, And lo pasture preen and free. In the summer lime t the harvest field, Willi a cooling drink, we seo Both the limner buy and the farmer girl ; Oh. that ia the Iioiiih for rfa, Oh, that ia the home for me, Fur fie, for me, fur me, When tho Autumn winds are sweeping wide, tie is gsthering nuts you see : For a winter store he ill lay them by For a sister, himself and me. To the orchard then he hies away, For lie knows eich lavorite tiee. And he Savon Ihe fruit fur coming friond; Oh, that is the home for me, Oh, that is thu home lor mc, For me, for mo, for me. When the Winter comes with its driving blast, Then Ihe farmer's hov is iu nice, For he loves the snow liiih is falling fast. As it's driltiiiij o'er the lea. And lie says to himself, to morrow morn With my sled and skates I'll be, While ths cattle are munching their hay and corn Oh t b t is the hume for me, Oh, that is the home for me, For me, for me. for me. The Greased Pole. SHOWING UOW IIKE PHILFOT GOT Sl'CXBD IN, AND THEN AGAIN HOW HE DIDN'T. Ezekiel Philpol was born in America, somewhere near the head waters of the Penobscot, and when he arrived at the age of nineteen, he had got his growth and cut his eye tee.h, a circumstance which was generally admitted by all who knew him One bright morning in June, leke placed his long body in a clean shirt, run his legs through a pair of striped trousers, wrapped a span new waistcoat about his breast, hauled up his stiff cotton dickey and ti-d a checked gingham about his neck.doned his swallow-taiied coat, the brass buttons of which looked like a row of newly risen stars. Zeke was literally a pioneer in the "Bloom er costume," ai least one would nave thought so to see him as he now stood. He disdained to have his trousers legs dangling in the mud, or to havi the cud's of his coat slopping in the wa$h bowl, so his blue stockings peeped forth from be neath the tops ot his cowhides that looked up full six inches to Ihe trouser buttons, while his bony wrists had free scope from either shirt sleeve or cuff. Zeke's hair. which was of no color in particular but bore all the lighter shades of the vegetable kingdom, was down flat with pure bear's ih , and directly on the top of his head he put a white hat, somewhat resembling an inverted butler firkin, and, after gazing at his presentment in the looking glass for four and a hull minutes, was heard to say "Thar, Mr. Z ke Philpot, if you don't slide on that, then 1 guess wha'. ain't what, that's all !" Zeke was bound for Bosting, with a load of genuine apple-sass, and he expected ere he returned, lo make a slight commotion, if not more, in the great metropolis. The old mare was harnessed, and in due crurse of time, Zeke and his load arrived in Bos-ting, where the "sass" was disposed of to good advantage, and, wi h seventy-five dollars in his pocket, our hero began to look around to see the sights. "Hel lo I exclaimed Z- ke, as he stop ped oue morning before a blazing placard which adorned one ot the back walls in Flag Alley ; "wat'n tarnation's that 1 A Golden Ladder a Road to F-o-r-t-u n-e ob, fortin, that's it a road to fortin." Zeke went on to decipher the reading beneath, and gradually be gained the intelligence that on Black Bay there was to be a pole twenty feet high, and upon the top of which the proprietor would place a prize of $200, lo be obtained by any one who could obtain it. Chances 83. "Well, tew hundred dollars is some punkings, " soliloquized Zeke. " I've dumb some pooty skinny trees in my day I'll just walk into that filler's tew hundred, rot me ef I deon't." With this feeling of cupidity, Zeke stal led for the scene of action, and 'twas not till be had run down a dozen apple woman that he remembered his entire ignorance of where Black Bay might be ; and when this information was gained be appeared to remember that the "old mare" hadn't been seen lo. Zeke was economical in his hone keeping. He hired a single stall in a small shed near the Providence Depot, bought his own hay, and look care of his own animal. Thither he hastened his steps, and having watered his beast, he took from bit wagon box an old wool card, and raked down the mare in the most approved manner. To be sure the steel teeth moved a little more harshly over the bonet than usual, but then Zeke was in a hurry, for that "tew hundred" was in hit eye. At length, by dint of mncn inquiry, Mr. Ezekiel Philpot found bit way lo a tpot where the people had already began to col lect around the "Golden Ladder." "Hal-lowl" exelaimtd Zeke, at he earn up; "whar s tne cnap wot kecpt mis ere pole?" " I am the man," answered a burly fellow wiib a red nose and a pimpled chin, who occupied a chair near the pole "want to try a chance ? Walk up gentlemen, walk up only three dollars. Who wttftt the two hundred ?" " Hold on, ole feller," interrupted Zeke, "dew yer mean to say as heow there's .. L.JJ AMm i Ik. I mr hair tint lew hundred dollars in that 'ere bag apt' the top o' that pole 7" " Certainly." An' if I ken get it it't mine?" ' You can bare a chance for thrte dol lara, Mr. Zeke." ' Zackly. Wal, now, there's yer three dollars, an' neow here's what goee foe the bull lot." ' . Zeke divetled himelf of hit at. rolled nr) bii ahirt ileevet. Wd Hfring a ttowerful .. i ... i. . .. TERMS-$2 00 per Annua If paid In Advance. '. NO. 5. I leap, grasped the pole about ten fact froiu' lhe ground. A sinje second no longer; I he stayed there ; aud then slipped back on terra Crma. L'l looked at hit baodt,' and tlun down upon hit striped lrowaerrt Then be looked at his hands aain ; and raising them up lo his nose, while a deep, long smile seemed to set, hit doubts and queries at rest he uttered " The Deuce I Hog's fat, by thunder!". A broad laugh from the crowd toon brought Zeke to his senses, and convince,! bim that he had been told, Bat er hw could find hit tongue again, an old salt " about three sheet in the wind," paid for his chance, and essayed lo climb the pole. The sailor hugged half way up, and then he klid. The crowd laughed again, but i his lime their attention wat tursed front Zeke to the n w aspiiant, and after waiting a moment iu a tori of. "brown study," our hero quietly slipped away, remarking: to ti e red nosed man, " he wat goia' to get three dollars more, and ho'd bo darned ef he didn't tiy it again." ,, ., , In an hour Zeke was again upon the ground " Neow, ole feller," said he to the man who look the entrance money. "I want tew try that 'ere thing wunst more, pa' I, want yew t' understand 'all shall jitt take off my sheas this time." " Got noihing in your stockings," suggested lhe red nosed man. - " Nothin but my feet," returned Zeke, as he planted thirl en inches of fksh and. bone into the lap of the querist. Zeke paid his three dollars, and minus coat, vest and " shews," he grasped the pole. Slowly, yet steadily, he crept up. from the ground. lie bugged like a bloodsucker to the greased pole, and by degrees he neared the top. His hand wat within a foot of the bag of dollars, and he stopped to get his breath. One more lift, and then another, and the prize was within his grasp. Zeke slid to the earth with two hudred do'lars I "Thar I know'd I could dew it. I hain't clura spruces and white maples all my days for nothin'! Good bye, folks, an' 'ffenny of yeou ever cum daowq East, jest tuv us a call." Zeke lelt the crowd in wonaer, ana . . . . ,. made the best of his way to the stable. He shut the door of the thed, and then pulling up bit trowsers, he untu d from the inside of each knee one half of the steel toothed leather of his eld horse eard! " Wall, old Dubbin," said Z ke, patting the mare affectionately on the back, while he held the pieces of card leal In r in bia hand, the scattering teeth of which had been filed sharp, "rather guess I ken 'ford to buy yeou a new keard now.V Important Political movement Propoied ine Timet. .. . i The Timet of yesterday proposes and offers its aid in effacing a futiun between, ijro-liveiy D-mocracy and ultra Know, Noihiugisra. The editor pronounces the Whig pa' ty dead, and the Democratic par- " ty on its last legs, und thinks that the proper time has arriveJ for tne " Union . Democrats" to fuse with the " Union Americans," in the consduction of a grand conservative party, whose especial missies is to be the salvation of this confederacy We doubt not that the multitudinous kick-iii.;8 of which hu has, for so long, been in the receipt from the organs of lhe Demoe-ra y, have, had great influence in hurrying him to the present condition. In order to prepare for lhe process, our cotemporary proceeds to kl k the entire . body of Fusionists ai d Republicans out of , the Know JNolbing ttegimcnt. then having invited into the ranks the folorn relict of Whiggiry, now wandering in the deserts and wildernesses of Notbingism, he proposes to lead them in, a body, over lo the Democratic camp, and to pour in his influence " like babo m'a blood" in the witch-, es incantation, to make the mixture as tub- i stantial as possible. Here is, of ourse, the abandonment of the idea of a national Know Nothing party tl e desertion of the platform of the Know Nothing ordei the repudiation of its Americanism the denial of its Protestantism the total sinking of its indentity in short, the tranfer of. its body and soul, without limit or condi- tion, over to pro Slavery Locofocoism. Cin. Cum. 29A innt. , Aw Agkd CoLORxn Ma. The Rev, To, ney Proctor, a free colored man and a preacher, died at Tallahassee, Fla., on the 16th ult., aged 112 years. It is said he was at the battle of Quebec as the servant of an English officer, in 1759 a fact ha distinctly recollected. He was at the be- , ginning of the revolutionary war in the vicinity of Boston, at the lime the tea Was thrown overboard; and afterwards afthe) battle of Lexington. He went to Florida long before the change of flags, and settled at St. Augustine, where he purchased his' freedom, married, and reared a large urn ily. i X3TWeston, tho most rampant pro-Sla very town in Mis-ouii, hat a population of three thousand, of whom one thousand arc of free State sentiments, and two hundred and fifty are slaves. It is on the banka of the Missouri, and has been a place of large trade, but the violent course of its leading inhabitants is rapidly operating against it. It is built on each tide of a very steep ra vine, and the eountry immediately about il it very rough and hilly. It is a great de-, pot for hemp, an immense amount of which Is raised in the rich fields of tht oountry back of it. It is not famed for iu morality and good order. O. S. Journal, - Lira. For every one life hai some fcles' sing some cup that it not mixed withbit-"-ternf ss. At every heart there is some fount' of pure waters, and all men at some time or other Utte their sweetness. . Who ia he that hat not found in hit pstb of life, torn fragrant rosebush, scenting all the air with it tweet perfume. - ' ' " 4 ' ' - Elder Knapp, formerly a fsrarrai, revival preacher, it a farmer in the Bigh borhood tS Rookfprd, Illinois, with a futa of twelve bandntd: acres, stocked with cattle hogs, die-, H t land, It U stated, will lU fur fay dollar an acre." .-' ' ; S !rl l'l i;'l- !,,.., -