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Qntgts Elilerarh Elglllstllllt. I
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leaves. They are making paper from
wood.--$75,000 worth of property was
tlvstl‘<)ye<l in Cambridgeport, by fire, on
Saturday evening, Aug. 12.-Judge Cush-
ing, of Boston, has increased the line for
drunkenness from $2 to 83, not owing to
the scarcity, but the increase of the article.
--There are over 500 men employed in
the Charlcstown Navy Yard.--Street
preaching flourishes in New York, Brook-
lyn, and VVilliamsburg. Catholics and Pro-
testants are busy that way.--The crops
are good all over the country.-It is said
that very long dresses always hide ugly feet.
--New Bedford property, if divided,
would give $1,615 to every man, woman
and child.-A German woman in Ohio,
recently gave birth to six children at one
time. All boys.-Rev. VV. A. Stearus
succeeds Dr. Hitchcock, as President of
Amherst College. Congress has appro-
priated $10,000 for life boats on the coast of
Massachusetts. Commodore Dowues,who
died in Charlcstown, on the 11th inst., had
been in the service since 1802.,--Sixty
houses were torn down, and a number of
people killed and wounded, at an election
riot in St. Louis, Aug. 8.--There are pi-
rates in the China Seas.--In New Hamp-
shire are 2,294 school districts, and 87,825
scholars. The Crystal Palace directors
have authorized the sale of the whole con-
cern ut one-half its cost, which was $700,-
000.-There will be 12,000,000 bushels
of wheat for exportation in Canada, this fall.
The crop at the South and West is very
large, also-good.-There were 36 cases
of yellow fever on board the French war
steamer Chimcre, at Norfolk, Va. There
never was so much liquor sailing and in-
temperance in Boston as now.--The
Grand Jury of New York has indicted Dr.
Graham. A fire has just been raging in
the woods, near Biddeford, Me. It burnt
five days, and destroyed 3,000 acres of
woods. In New York there were 35
cases of suicide between January and Au-
gust. Drunkenness caused 29.-Tom
Hood earned $10,000 per annum, and died
a pauper. He's to have a fine monument.
m=L1'ri-:n.uur DUEL.-Mrs. Ann S.
Stephens, author of Fashion and Famine,
and Col. Hiram Fuller, editor of the N. Y.
Jvlirror, have been fighting a. duel. Wear
pons, pen and ink. Cause, criticisms of
the Minor on Fashion and Famine. Re-
sult.-After the hrst round, the Colonel
struck his colors, apologized, like a lady's
man as he is, and praised Mrs. Stephens
and her writings.
WA Wnsrnnx editor says, that he
has read somewhere that matrimony com-
mences in rosewood and ends in pine, and
he hopes this won'tbe our lot. Thank you,
friend W.; we have been visiting on the
beach for the past two weeks, and now feel
remarkably spruce, though the Boston
Bachelors’ Club say we are a se-cedar.
W I1‘ turns out that the“ great assault”
on President Pierce, as represented by the
Washington letter-writers, amounts to noth-
ing, after all. A young man, wild with the
delirium tremens, threw half of n boiled
egg and hit the President’: hat. He knew
not what he was doing, and consequently
no insult was intended.
gr’ A CORRESPONDENT says that
“ Iowa is a great country, though it has but
two seasons in the year-six months winter
and six months cold weather." Good place
to avoid the cholera.
9‘ Look out for next week's Illunum.
[Written for Dodge’: Liumy Muleurm]
THE ROOM ‘V HERE VVILLIE DIED.
l'n' J. W. IIAXQON.
Tu): stars are out-u rndiuni throug-
Tlicir kindling glories till the world;
The winds hnvc in ‘ their mystic sung.
Tll(‘ll‘ vicwlcss win llI'(‘ fluled;
Each lion-or from its fairy vase
is pouring out n fragrant tidc,
As i with mouruful sadness trace
The room wlwre “'illie (lied.
‘Twas rniduiglifs lnu-hell nnd holy hour;
We kneeled around thnt little bed
In terror, that Dcatlrs cloud should lower
Around our precious durling’s head,
When, from its sombre night of gloom
An Angel came with solemn glide,
And passed the threshold of that room-
The room where Willie died.
An Angel said, and sable-stoled,
And cowied with din-kncse, silent come;
But while we gazed the darkness roiled,
And her form shone like sunset’: name.
An I-Zdcn-glory lit cnch fncc,
They ucut in beauty sirlc by side;
Like lIeavcn‘s partnl seemed the pine-
Tlic room wllcrc Willie died.
And now, though strangers till the place,
To us ‘tis eye a holy spot;
"Pin the henrt’s Mecca, where we truce
A hope that ne’cr can be forgot.
We ne’er so tilled with pence can be,
Or be so near to lienvcri nllicd,
As when our tcar-tilled eyes can see
The room when: Willie (lied.
N. P. Willis.
THIS distinguished writer, whose name
will be cherished as the author of “ Letters
from undera Bridge,” and “ Sacred Poems,”
as long as the English Language is spoken,
is passing away from earth, at his retreat-
Idlewild,-
“ Gently as shuts the eye of day
Or diss I wnvc Along the shore."
His disease is consumption, and of it he
says:
“ But consumption, mourned over as it is,
seems to me a gentle untying of the knot
of life, instead of the sudden and harsh
tearing asunder of its threads by other dis-
ease-a tenderness in the destroying angel,
as it were, which greatly softens, for same,
his inevitable errand to all. It is a decay
its progress, delayed sometimes, year after
year, in its more fatal approaches. And it
deferring, that consumption is like a bless-
ing. The cords which it drst loosens are
the coarseroncs, most confining to the mind.
The weight of the material senses is grad-
ually taken from the soul with the lighten-
ing of their food and the lessening of their
strength. Probably, till he owns himself
an invalid, no man has ever given the wings
of his spirit room enough-few, if any,
have thought to adjust the ministeriugs to
body and soul so as to subdue the senses to
their secondary place and play. VVith ill-
ness enough for this, and not enough to dis-
tress or weaken-with consumption, in
other words, as most commonly experienced
-the mind becomes conscious of a wonder-
fully new freedom and predominance.
Things around alter their value. Estimates
of persons and pursuits strangely change.
Nature seems as strangely and newly beau-
tiful as if a. film had fallen from the eyes.
The purer affections, the simpler motives,
the humbler and more secluded reliance:
for sympathy, are found to have been the
closest-linked with thoughts bolder and
freer. Who has not wondered at the cheer-
fulness of consumptive persons? It is be-
cause, with the senses kept under by invo-
lid treatment, there is no “ depression of
spirits.” With careful regimen and the
system purined and disciplined. life, what
with little or no pain, insensible almost in,
is not alone in its indulgent prolonging and 1'
there is of it, is in the most vxliilarating
balance of its varied proportions. Death
is not drcarlcd where there is, thus, such a
conscious breaking through ot' the wings of
another life, freer and higher.
X‘ . ix‘
And here the imttcrs from ldlcwilil come
to an end. The author has thus long- not
too long, he trust-1-mndc the readers of the
Home .laurnul guests at his home. He
brought them here at first, because, confin-
ed to its seclusion himself, he felt that he
might claim an invalid's privilege to be
kindly visited. The friendly interest and
willingness to listen have been shown in
many ways, and have been, it need scarce
be said, most deeply gratifying. The rea-
ders of the Journal have rapidly increased,
and are now many indeed; and if the au-
thor’s friendship in the world may be thus
measured, he can well adbrd to care little
for its fame. Ilc assures these kind thou-
sands that the memory of their sympathet-
ic listcnings will be tenderly cherished in
his heart, though the gate of Idlewild is
here shut upon the pen that is their ser-
vant.”
IVhat a “ sad, sweet good night," is thisl
It moistens the eye with a pleasant melan-
choly that
“Resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the ruin."
“lo only remember the cxcellences of
the writer and the man, and the heart swells
as we bid him good bye.
3 ‘Vs see by the Zanesville ( 0.) Au-
rora, that the Vlfinslow House of that city
has been sold by Gen. Winslow to Mr.
Wait, late of Worcester, Mass. Mr. Wait
has had long experience in the hotel busi-
ness, and has ever been popular with the
public, and will be sure of all Eastern trav-
elers in his new location. Mr. Winslow
retires vn'th a fortune, and the good wishes
of all who know him, and those who don't
are but few, for a more popular man can-
not be found in Ohio. Mr. Adams, the
gcntlcmanly clerk, still remains in the
house.
W’ SCENE-A School-room in Newbury-
ort.
T eacher.-Now, children, you must all be
good, and not tell wrong stories, for God al-
ways punishes those who tell lies.
Scholar-[Three years old].-0-o, Mith
Plummerl what alie thatithl I told the
biggeth lie t'other day, and Dad never
touched me!
Hydrophobia.
IT is generally believed that there is no
cure for this most horrible of all diseases.
The proper preventive is, to cleanse or
wash out the poison after having been bitten
by a rabid animal. To this end, Muriatic
Acid, Aqua Fortis, or (better st.ill,) Caustic
Potash, may contribute; but the actual
cautcry, or burning with A red-hot iron, is
best of all. Wash the wound instantly on
its indiction, or as soon as may be; then
apply the red-hot iron until every trace of
it is burned away. A severe remedy, but
the only true one ; and it will not do to de-
silt until it has been applied most thorough-
ly. A learned physician of the Hospital of
Padua, states that a cure on be effected
even after the symptom have shown them-
selves, if the patient will drink half a pint
of strong vinegar every two hours until he
has drunk two quarts. The authority is
certainly good, but we should much prefer
behaving it without trying.
Contents of this Number.
TALES AND SKETCHES :
Juel, the lllartyr (continued) . . . . . .
Aunt Dcbblc‘s Visit to New York
Literature and Art. . ..
News Home and Spicy Purngnphs. . .
POETRY:
Thu .........-.
To Little Walter in Heaven ..
The Room When Willie Died
He’: Cnught at Last. . . .
The Hours oi‘ Long Ago.
MUSIC:
Oneida lake SenuIde.. .
CORRESPONDEKCE:
Thu Plngniriem Again . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .159
‘.tIlS('l-‘LLANYJOUS:
Married,
In Concord, N. li., Aug. 8, by Rev. E. E. Cum-
mings, George Cooper, of Concord, to llllol Betty
Ann Carr, of lhverhill, N. H.
80 George has taken Betsy Ann,
And with his arms will hoop her;
Miss Curr has turned mechanic now,
And has become a Cooper.
Pat’: Wit.
W'u.i1‘s:vEiz may be said relative to the
peculiarities of the Irish, it mustbe admitted
that their wit is as quick as lightning.
V‘Ve got an Irishman, a few days since, to
per-fonn some errand for us, and fearing that
he would not remember all the particulan,
we penned them on 1 piece of paper, and
handed it to him, with the remark-
“ There, Pat, you can read the directions,
and you will then know when your work
is done.”
Pat took the paper, held it upside down,
and passed it backward and forward before
his eyes, as if rapidly reading the contentx.
“ You'd better turn that paper over," we
remarked; " you're holding it upside down.’
“ Blood and cum), so I am," said Pat, “ but
I was rading it so amintively that, by the
powers, but I didn't notice it."
...:m::
Infantile Sparks.
As the remarks of “ young children with
old heads " appear to attract more than
usual attention just at this time, we will re-
late the sayings of is couple of young chil-
dren of our acquaintance, which fully equal
anything we have seen.
Hearing his parents wish that it would
rain soon, one of the little fellows-a two-
year-older-exclaimed,
“Don't fret, Pal As soon as God wants
it to rain, he'll pump up some water, and let
it come."
The other little fellow-three years old-
came running into the house one day, A few
minutes utter a strong glut of Wind had
passed down the street, and with his large,
expressive eyes, starting from their locket
with delight, at the idea of importing VllllI-
ble and pleasing infbrmntion, exclaimed
through his llI0l‘irlbb0l'Dd b ' ,
“Ma! ma! My Sunday School teacher
nys that God makes little bnblu of dust;
and He’: going to make lots of ‘em to-non
row, I know He is, for the wind in picking
up a whole heap of dnstl "
f Tun arrow of atiliction, when lent
by the bow of slander, is doubly cutting if
barbed with truth. Innocence, if used so I
shield, will make the [HOW full harmless.