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Alleganian (Newspaper) - July 12, 1865, Cumberland, Maryland OLTJME II. CUMBERLAND, MARYLAND, WEDNESDAY, JULY 12, 1865, NUMBER 10, co on Mechanic Street, near the ItHtionul House. lli.m _-iv TEI'.Ma IJ iHv.ii UntuTtur lu tin. linn. J SMITH. nf tin- I'lliilil UK.-il.KV. w. HASH. 7. A. ever J Ju. i of tin Ornli m'' i J. IS. (lAMI'P.ELL, IKirCI.AS 1'KliCV, A. M. I.. ISL's-ll. .lulls III.I.L. j. ii. .1. TOVVNSHKMX s. i.. Tow ii AS. C. SHRiVER CO. .t liHTAII. IXI tUCS K VI '.U.MO.V. ATTOHKET AT LAW, DKII tin'Oilii-i: iif mo Lite T1.JUH3 Hiii'iiuim. Uirliry 11, ______ H. LK I'KVUi: .1 CO.. DRUGGISTS CHEMISTS, 't 2Jil'i..urc, .j C MIX UplwhU'rer ;uiJ Paper Hanger, And DraU-r hi '.ill Paper, Blinds, Curtains, etc., etc urctt. u .lnura .il mi- I'u-t- t'rt'i i-. M. M. HI. laol. TBIP LIGHTLY. linlitlv ovi'r IniiiMi-, Trip Uplitl.T tinly nmke Krii'f lit on il AVliy ilafji wot', luiiiil PU lit-lnly? liy fcinh de.i'l'.' AVJlV thlli: til Inrills V Why not ti't'k InsUr-nn lightly in IT Mirrow, 'lliuujihiilJ thi-ilni lii-cl.irk; The sun may .-limp to-tmiriuM, Ami Miifr luri. I'iiir lioif luu-i nut Though tii.iv IUM- lli-tl, Tlion :u-w-r tloun lif.irlttj, liut Krtjl. jtiy iiiatc.ttl. Trip lightly ovt-r Muml nut lo rail ill doom jKurls tu pi-nilm-M On tliUiMu of tin.-tonili; While Mnrs arc And IUMICII H Km nut Hut luul: fur joy How to lcQ Good Butter. in i.vr.5. TEAS, nsit, TuiiA.tx'11, riCAitri, AC. llim >rv Mrwn A.M. L.JliMl f u Sinn, X.I. IIl'.MlillUi A LU.XCi, Dr.'-.T-. H lar.'.ivnro, Iru.i. Sled, Cutlery, rtr. st.in.l, cunii-T iKiliiin-jie n.'l FHKUKilliMv MINKK. Dcilsrin Sliors. HaK. Cap'. TninU'. eld, .Stun lilot'u. li.'I'.imoir tin I. WILLIAM MUIIKUKAD, JUnuf.ictuRr Tin, fflitpcr, niul Slicrt-Jron Ware. Illiufe, :iwr the ILiitimrin1 -irn'l. UALK SWAltTXWKLDKlt, IVil'-T in Iiuuke, Sdiliimcry and Fancy fiuoils, fivlrr IHiMfre lirll. GOXDIOK, Ui-Utr in f ItHliiiii', Tttllan. Crjn.iU. itpiiocifi' the "MUKJTTl KlUICUiKllC! T.IBJICIIANT TAILOU, A u c i. u T u i K Ttutiuii'ro iirxrtlic I'uMii S'ii Dry A. 1'. Piulcr in Oils, Cavr- iff's 3 Illock, lin We present herewith the views of a good butter maker expressed in a communication by "11. A. which has lain for somu time our table: "I am very particular about thoroughly scalding and sunning my pans in hot weather; do not (ill them more than half full, and-Urn after the milk thick- cm sufficiently so that the crc'im will come oft" .-month without taking any milk with it, which, 1 think, is apt to make curdles in the butler, r.nd that tho of Churning should done every day, if tuf- firicnt cream bd obtained. If not, the cream in thu pot should bu thoroughly stirred wheuuvw any is added, and I add a little salt, which certainly is not a bad idea. T ih'-ign, when T churn, to have the cream Ihe temperature, neither loo warm nor too cold, so as to avoid putting in any warm or cold water, and as soon as it is gathered I take it out and it in cold water until it i-; thoroughly freod from buttermilk; i-ult il my la-te, and Set it in a ciol place unti: ihe morning, wlun I work it over again until it prcycnls a firm and uniform appear- ance. Last summer I worked my butter throe times before packing. At the wui king T add atmall quantity more of salt After packing it smoothly T sprinkle, a ta- blcspnonfnl of lo.if ftigar and a littlo pal ovir the top, between every layer, and ap- j ply on the tnji of that a cloth pressed down closely to keep ihu air from it during the i lime that must intervene before the packing I of the next layer. After the jar or firkii H well OilL'd, I put the cloth on iop and ap- ply another thicker one, and fill up wit! .'alt packed tightly, and even with the top o the jir; then ley on another cloth to fit th iop. 1 also put another one over the ja and have it come over Iho edge and paste i tight, to the j.ir, then put on a board am weight. Or another way: liibtcad of put ting in KiltT take melted butter and turn in on the thin cloth even full, and lastly, ap ply wit sprinkled over the top before put ling on the last clolb and weight. Thci anain, I have had butter keep well afle parting thoroughly as T have Mated, lo fi! up the lop of ilia jar with brine which should aland two inches deep ou Ih lop without being filled up with butter, an it is ncccssarv to put a little saltpetre, iu the i brine. Any one, whether he has a very i gfo'l place to keep butter or not, if he at- tends to the observance of these rules, can good butter and keep it for months, and that through the tiiri ilr.. KKLKXISKCK Ucnlcn in Jewelry, Siirrr anil etc., 'cTt I'.nor 1o Hiilliinoic Etrctt. .10HX H. WIOKXKK. jrsncn or TUB PCACC. i- on ILillimorc (trret. tisnr tlie 1'uMir i. 11VAMS' Jtostnurnnt mid Silicon, il on liaml. Violin's Block. Baltimore rtrwt.______ Dry Goods House. DEVKIES CO., No. 01Q l-Jnll.irnorc Street, Hclwcvjii Horrnftl end Liberty Dry Goods, SFotions, our I'ting made fur Ciali. wowill jirqi.itdl to pro all llic olTcn.il in or any other ni.irl.rt. Jamforr 18, KINDSXCXVKS! UT Keen cmnLintlv nn tmnd n larpc lot or llic clcliratcd ncrcn nn-i hr ni'MBlBP I.OXn. 10TL' CHAIN'. ,.1 f.ir 1-y; At! of Coil CThiiin on Iwnil Ifi'ir IJMV w.is PC.M'-IICB tales have they in Iceland of witches, and such unknown creatures; yet with the stories" there arc always conveyed lessons that all would do well to improve. Hero is one 'bowing how envy was punished: Xcar a certain farm, long ago, three chil- dren were playing on n grass lit- tle girl and two boys. After they had played for pome time, tho girl who was the young- est of thorn found a deep hole in the ground deep that she could not sec tho bottom nf it. Stonping down, fehe thrust her hand i into it. and her oycs, cried out, in fun, "Put something in the p.ilm of an old beggar, and an old beggar shall not see." sooner had tho said the words than a largo silver button was placed in her hand. When the other children saw her good luck, eldest of them down, thrust his h.ind into tho hole, too, aud taid, "Pitt something in tha hand of an old beggar, and an old beggar shall not for he hoped to act something as good as llie lilllo, girl had pol, if not belter, indeed. Hut no; fur from it. When he drew his hand again he only found ho had losl the two of it, ami what was more, never recovered it again; for the elf, who hslcd envy mure than nny- ACHOSSWOED. HV EMMA CAOIMX JllSLS. "Lucy if you mean to wwthit button on, ili> wish you'd do can't wait all Tom didn't speak a bit cross, only cm- ihutic; but I was out of that inorii- ig, and my head ached badly from sitting jp too latu the uight before. Turn had gone to a the second time Mtlce mr by Fome of hi? bachelor ricnds, and had coma home thu for it. t had provoked :ne intciisely. So I had iillowed him to bed in sullen silence, and iwoke iiotii! the better plfased after my leep, on tho tnoruiug alluded to. To in-ikc ho matter as he to me a- lout hid button, tho knife, with which I was cutting brc'id for bis lunch, .-dipped, infiict- duep gash in my hand; and the bnby woke, utid sent up her sharp, little cry from the crudlc, all in one and the sune moment. You can wait as well as 1 did last night, I replied hharply, really angry at list. "Don't hurry do all I can, mil more than I'm able to do, with one pair of Tom dropped his button, nnd turned to- ward me with a startled, "Why, Lucy Lucy I retorted, throwing down the bread, and catching up thu baby, lilc the blood streamed from my hand over the white gown. You've dune niiuuch broken my limit, i wWi I had never Ken wish I waa haul: to father and mother." f broke down with a bnrtt of hysterical tears, and, teeing the blood on my hand, Tom came over and knelt down betide me. he snid, hi- voice and his i-ycs full of tenderness, "you've cut your liand. Why didn't you siy wl Here, give me the child, while you bind it s-ce how it lie huld out his hand for the b.iby, but I snatched her away, nnd went on sobbing. "Don't crv, hu continued, i-trok- ing tho hair back from my don't. T know I've done wrong: 1 didn't mean it. I fell in with autnc old boys, am! they persuaded me against my will. it's the last time, time." AVhy didn't I turn to him, then, and and encourage him''. Because my mean, tyrannous temper got the better of my wo- man's heart. "Oil, Icaid, sneerinply, "itisea- py enough to make line told me the fume thins before. Uow can you expect me to trust yon now." Tom was spirited ami great, loving hearted men alw.iyaarn. lie to his feet like fi flash, and. before 1 had time to think or Mirak he had lufi llir room. 1 tossed the child in her craiih', ami rushed to the it was loo was gone. 1 just caught n glimpse of bin turning the corner. I went back to the. little breakfast room. How blank nnd drear il looked, and what a bharp, stinging thorn there was In the of my heart 1 I loved Tom, and ho loved me. We had been married eighteen month? and this our first ijuarrcl. I tat down, wit't the bjbu in my aims, hcedlcM of my morning work, nnd went to thinking. All the old, happy days came'bat'k; and one day in when wo ?at in Dtinhuiry Wo'xl. It nas in autumn, and all the world seemed in a blaze of-gold, as tho ftm flid down, and the squirrels chattered overhead, dropping a ripe nut now and then, into my lap, ns T sat there, with tho Lift of funiincr in mv hair, knitting a purse for Tom. "Lucy" he said, as T wove the l.i.sl guld- en stitches "you've knit my very 1 put by the dinner, and prepar- sunbeams shialcd ill, lisping to her doll cd supper, and lit a bright fire in the little j'urlor. ITo fhoulJ have a plcuiant wel- come. Kight, nine, ten, o'clock, and I put by the untested supper, and baby and I went to the nursery to watch and wait. How the little thorn in my heart pierced and rankled! Tom had broken his promise, and my un- kiuduosa was the cause. Nothing else rang in my eara through the long hours. About two o'clock, I heard a noise bclovr, and went to the window. There ivas a man on (he porch, I could just see him in the dim light. "Tom, is that I asked, softly, put- ting out my head. "Yes, opijn the duor, The police are after me." Sly heart sunk. The police after What could ho have doncV I ran down swiftly and unlocked the door. But an 1 did so, two mt'il, wearing official badges, stepped upon the porch, and one of them laid his hand upon Totn'd sli9uldcr, and said: i I.ONU. in the worWj had given it a T arrest you, sir." "I'or what V I said. "For The lloor fcemcd sliding from beneath my feet, but 1 caught at the door to steady my-elf, aud looked tit Tom. At that in- stant, the official uncovered his lantern, and oh, my God there was Uuod upuii-my hus- bjnd's All the is a When I came to life again, I was in bed in my own room, and kind, compaM-iuntitc faces were arouud me. I asked fjr Tom. lie was in prison, a- ivailing his triul. There had been a quar- rel at the lavern. whither my cruel words had driven Tom: nnd Turn had i truck his an- tagonist. The man was not they thought he was at hu was badly hurt about the head. 13ut if he re- it would not go hard with Tom. T arose, and wont down lo the but would not admit me. Ko one was to see my husband until after the Another day crept then a morning came. I went down to the door, and opened it, with that vague feeling of ex- pectation which always severe afiliLtiou, and looked out. Thesun was ris- grandly nnd bright- ly over the black jail. The frost hung thick and sparkling over everything, even on the terap of folded paper which lay lit my feet. T stooped and picked it up idly, as wo catch at a straw or twig, without motive, or power of violation. The superscription caught my eye: it was my own name, and my huiband's writing. I lore it upon, and read: have broken out of jail, and am no mutter where. I didn't strike Hastings with an intention to hill him. T intoxicated, and it U.IH iiiurr lii.-i fault than mine; but he may and any nite, it is belter fur you, Lucy, for me to go. T never was worthy of you. Xow, yen can go back lo your father and forgot me, and be happy. You will find thu 1'Otnlr. fur what nioucy 1 have in bank, in my desk; it is enough lo make, you r.nd llic child comfortable, l-'orgivo and forget me, Lucy. bless and the baby. "Tom." That was the end That was tho reward my eroi.s v.onl h.id ptireha-ed Truly, truly, tbo wages of fin is Wo sh'ill not need one p.mg of corporal .-mficring, ons spark of real lire, lo perfect our torment, if we are Conscience is all th.il worm that navcr dic.i. It is unless for ma to attempt lo talk j morc-_ about what i sitllcred in the weary, weary days Ihiit followed that morning! Vi'orde aud saving, pappy would cotae back to us one day. Tor surely he would come! Surely God's mercy -would vouchsafe some compensation, some pardou for f uch tears, and bitter repentance as my soul had poured forth. The third spring waa peculiar, somehow; the far-off nky ncemeil to drop down in nearer, bluer folds; the sun wore n softer ra- diance; the trees, the grass, the a diviner, a tenderer beauty. Iroseupevcry morning, and looked nut my little window at thu kindling glories of mom, -with a feeling of strange, tremulous cipectation. Ijccm- cd to feel the shadow of some great event that winged its flight above the one prayer of my soul seemed about to be an- swered. One evening that evening! A May sky, soft and blue, hung over a green blos- soming earth. The turtle eoocd in the dis- tant wood, and the robin twittered lo her young brood amid the milky bluom of the orchard, fiod's lovo ahono in the golden brightness of the westnanl-goingsun. My child, little Kflie, sat on the, door-step, talk- ing to her doll, and watching the birds. All at once, she. clapped her dimpled hands and bounded to her feet. she cried, gleefully, comiu' pappy cotnin'; "Yfiie go meet The wordi stirred my heart lo its inmost depths, and, dropping my work. I fulloncil her out at the door. A man was comin tip llie garden path, his garments tattered, and his fctcps slow and uncertain. A begger no doubt, I called to Erne to come back, but the ran on, heedless of my command. Tom's little spaniel, that I had pelted and taken care of for his sake, darted from its kennel with a peculiar cry, such as I hai' never heard from it before. What did it id mean My heart throbbed, and my knees began to tremble. Little Effic ran on, hold ing out both dimpled hands, her goldcu curls blown all about her rosy face. "How de-do, pappy 1 1's your little girl ulic li.jpcd aa she reached the man'; feet. lie slonpcd and raised her in his arms and then his gl.incc retted on inc. An> such a gbnce such a face I'alo, haggard worn by sorrow and suffering to mere shii dow. Tom's ghost come back frem th grave. Kol that cither, for my frantic, arm grasped something, some tangible form "Oh, Tom I cried is it you 1 Speak Fpcak, and tell mo Y' "Yes, Lucy, it's me, T couldn't bear no longer I'm dying, I believe and couldn't go without seeing you and tlielitll nne again. My arras held him fast, tattered garment and all; my (cart full upon liifi poor, pa! facr like raiu. I would never le.1. him g again. "Tom, I sobbed, going duwu o knee" before him, "oh, forgive me! forgive have EtiBerud so much." "It's me that mustask forgivcnes.', he said, humbly, "not was wrong.'' Tint 1 stopped him short. "Xo Tom, my cross word did il I i-ald "but for lhat we might have been hap- py together all lliecc wenry "Mammy, interposed Efiie, tniiting hcrf elf round on her should- er, "don't cry no come back." Ye.-, thank God, he had come back, poor, and (uttered, and Prodi- gal, bul my Tom, my husband, nevertheless. 1 would never speak cross words to him any frpring-limr. again. Ihn sweet May sun-light steals in ul my window, as I write, life up in that purse. Tell me now, be- could nut niprcss.it, and no will, pave the foro you finish it, how it in to be? Am I lo leave you, Oh I one that hiu p.wcd through same fur- nace of affliction, could begin lo understand won't think of it even, Lucy it would be loo it. ]5ut I lived, for sorrow aud de.ilh rare- dreadful I" I ly walk in each other's steps, and nursed "Xii, f answered, "you are my babe, and did the work that my hands had lo do. I did'nol go back lo my father. the purse, and the hand that knit it. Ion." Poor Tom, he cried then, like a little (he bravest man in the i illngn. "No fault lo find, only he's a Ifdlc. too fond nf gay company; but yon must tame him, Lucy, an your mother did me." remained in Tom's home, and kept his and I hear the turtle cooing in thu disbftit wood. Sly hu.ibund U a man now, standing up proudly. 1m feet upon the grave of old temptations. I know that God's mercy in equal lo His justice, and lib love grcatT than cither. wedding day. Sly heart smote ma dread- fully as I called it to my mind that morning. Hail I done my duly? Had I followed the example of my mother, who never let fjl an unkind word 1 Hut Tom would be-home lo dinner! Tho thought brought me lo my feel. I did up my work briskly, and went nlwml eooVing as Iknew he liked. The plum-pud- ding was done to perfection; the baby in a clean elip, and myself all Minion io receive him tfhuri the clock olruck one. 1-ut he didn't conic. Blackberry Wine. The best method for making Blackberry things about me, even lo his cap banging on wins it ii said, is tha four iho wall. 1'orget him'I Does love ever of berries add one quart of boiling water, and rnash the whole to a fine pumacc, let it stand in a cool place twenty or thirty hours, stirring occasionally; strain off tho liquor and add Iwo pounds of sugar to each gallon, completely dissolved and tniiccl; forg-t. Hasting' did tnt lo die. He recovered, and made n public ststcmcnl. lie was more That was my old father's advice on our j ;n faunt than Tom was. Then he put a in all the pipers, idling Tom to come back; bat ho did not come. The winter jruscd nw.iy with long, long nights of bitUr rcmorec, and tender rceol- lection! of the dear husbind, whose strong arnu had onco been my stay and Thn spring 'Vvinler. Three years went My child, Tom's little baby, grew (o bo a f.iiry litUc thing, with fair blue eyes asd golden hair, and a tongue thai never wea- ried of ila childish prattling. AH d.iy long .she ?at ou Ibe where the evening strain off ajnin into a it full, and place it in a-cool rnllar; leavo the bung hole open till fermentation ceases, then bung up, but leave, a Binull gimlet hole to give vent for EIS or eight weeks, whca it (should bo plugged up. Jugi and bottles may bo used instead of casks; but whichever is usrd should bo kept full whilo fermentation is going on, eo that all ccum cr pediment can flow out. For the purpose come of the li- quor should bo reserved for filling up aa it QottliiB Bid of an Obnoxious Lover. Every one has heard of the'eloquent, atheric, and liumoruus slump orator of Ohio. He was pronounced by Clay (a moit to be the finest slump peaker lie had ever heard; in this opin-' most heartily coincide, after having icard Clay, Crittendun, Joncaof Tennessee. 'oik. Benjamin, Soule, Kandal, Ilual, Tom lurshal, Gen. Lauiar, Bates, Dougla" nnd host of others. Well, this great orator .carried his love of uu Into every department of life. In the rivate circle, where he every person', nd where he unbosomed himsalf fully, he was the most delightful and genwl convcr-- ationalist I ever listened toi I do not hat he now, as and infirmity are creef.- ng on, indulges proclivity 15 humor eo' itiich as he to do. Hut some twenty' rears.ago he used to tell, vritb. great gUbto, he following story: In early early that I cannot re-- nember tho father 'pulled up' and carrying with him the house- lohl goods, went from Bourbon coatitr. where I was born, to Notwithstanding a rough ami tumble alrug- ;lo with the world, he had a hard time tu ;ct ou, owing to a numerous and rapidly in-; creasing family. Well, family matters.bad' nol much improved when I had reached toy thirteenth or fourteenth year. At this time there lived in the neighbor-' liood a youug mau by the namo of Picker- ing. He had inhciited a well stocked farm, was good-looking and made a strong profes- sion of religion. This qualification caused' him to find peculiar favor in Ihe eyes of my father, who always was blinded by proles- sions of cxlra piety. 'Thiri fellow had a strong hankering after one of my sisters who was a very pretty gill. "To her he was peculiarly She seemed always annoyed at his presence. Yet he was ever at her eidcl She dared not disnuM him entirely, for of the paternal anger. Things went on in this way a year or two, and as I partook largely of my sister's haired lo him, I re; solved to get rid of him iu some way. I cast about fur a plan for some time, but nothing occurcd which gave me the alightcst hope of being successful. "At lust returning home late one (summer night from mill, I found the family at their nightly devotions. Pasiingby the'winilowa uf thu room iu which they were assembled, I saw that Pickering was there, and prettv boon discovered thut he was nodding, and finally his head drooped. was my op- portunity. Stealing slily into the hall and reaching Ihe hall door, nhich waa clighdy ajar, and close by which Pickering TTSJ on' bended knee, 1 reached in and quickly pul- ling his chair from under him, ho rolled heavily, as a notind slcejier would, upon the floor. The noise alarmed all. The old gentleman stopped iu the midst of his most interminable prayer, and saw tho po- sition of Pickering. All the family laughed outright; even my mother "Picke'ring endeavored to pick hiuisoif up as rapidly as possible, but ho Jouclird the old man upon his tcndcrcst point. It was evident, from his rubbing his eyes, that he had slept under Ilia old gentleman's min- istration: and had not my Tuber a reputation far and wide for the fervency and strength of bis ministrations, and was not Pickering his professing brother 1 Slowly yet most dig- nificdly did the old man approach 'Begone hypocrite" He cried in thunder- ing loncs. 'Xcver enter my house again.' "Pickering was thunderstruck. Ho fill that he could make no apology which weald nol add lojjnsull. HcJiad no suspicion of thi citrthfotce which had aided him in his' fall, lie at oneijVfeunil his hat, look up his of march, and completely crestfallen.'pis- sod by me as I Flood grinning in the shadow of the torch. "At a suiUble lime I rnlcrcd, supper, was told by a brother in hurrisd whirrs, what had happened, and Ihen T stole off to bed affecting ignorance, and laughing most heartily as I cocooscd myself in the shccti, a! tho complete of tny plan. day 1 cautiously imparted my se- cret to my sister. She was in her own room at the tinio, and she threw herself upon Iho bed and rolled iu agonies aud of laughter. She had been emancipated forever from lover. Ths old gentleman did nol hear the real state of tba facts for full twenty years afterwards, but whan ho did ho laughed hcirtily." j DOOR cent's %orth of wire, bent m the shape of the IT, is a very good protection nrsinst' bargUrs. Hang tha curved part of thorwire oir tie door knob, and let tie two extreaittM pss through1 the bow of the kejr-sfkr tha daor is locked. Then Iho MJC iri vain, unless they brwle the door down. lEWSPAPERr N E W SPAPEfif
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