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Fort Atkinson Standard (Newspaper) - December 20, 1860, Fort Atkinson, Wisconsin THE STANDARD IS PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY, at Fort Atkinson, Jefferson Co., Wis, IN POLITICS. TIRMS. The STANDARD will be furnished to subscribers at a year, in advance. RATES OF ADVERTISING. One column one year, 00 Half column one year, 25 00 Quarter of column one year, 1500 Square one yenr, (16 lines) 10 00 Square one week. 00 3 insertions, 1 50 Business Cards, one year, 5 00 JOB PRINTING. Cards, Handbills, Circulars, Blanks, and every kind of plain and orna- mental printing done at the STANDARD office in a neat and workmanlike manner, and at fair prices. All letters should be addressed to J. C. KEENEY, Editor and Proprietor. Broken Ties. The broken ties of happier days, How often do they seem To come before our mental gaze, Like a remembered dream Around us each dissevered chain In sparkling ruin lies, And earthly bands can ne'er again Unite these broken tics. The parents of our infant home, The kindred that we loved, Far from our arms perchance may roam To distant scenes removed; Or we have watched their parting breath, And closed their weary eyes, And sigh to think how sadly death Can sever human ties. The friends, the loved ones of our youth, They too are gone and changed; Or, worse than all, their love and truth Are darkened and estranged. They meet us in a glittering throng, With cold averted eyes; And wonder that we weep our wrong, And mourn our broken ties. O who in such a world as this Could bear their lot of pain, Did not our radiant hope of bliss Unclouded yet remain The hope the sovereign Lord has given, Who reigns beyond the skies, That hope unites our souls to heaven By truth's endearing ties. Each care, each ill of mortal birth, Is sent in pitying love, To lift the lingering heart from earth, And speed its flight above, And eveiy pang which rends the breast, And every joy that dies, us to seek a heavenly rest, And trust to holier tics. ROBBERS OF THE PASS. J. C. KEENEY, Editor Proprietor. EQUAL EIGHTS AND JUSTICE TO ALL. 50 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE. Vol. 3. THTR8DA1T, DECKHBER SO, i860, No. 15. I-junged about in the hotel of Lans- ,urg during the hot hours of a summer whilst men and horses were taking lu'ir rcbt; and so far as any movements animate nature were concerned, it might have been midnight. In the evening, however, the world seemed to come alive, jnvi preparations were made for our jour- ney over Mons With the addi- tional guides, postillions, and cattle, we formed a respectable cavalcade. The moon i shone brightly upon our path, with a light j 80 clear ami soft, so silvery and so chast- ened, that it contrasted most pleasantly l the dazzling, scorching heat of the i day. The atmosphere was as calm as j Nature's could be; and the purity of j the air gave an elasticity and freshness to our spirits that we could scarcely have im- ngined. Fire-flies sported around us like nninifited diamonds, and the side of the road was sometimes bespangled with glow- worms. Under such one feels what is the pleasure of mere animal life, where there is the height of corporeal enjoyment without the aid of any stimu- lant but that which heaven's pure breath affords. It appeared almost treason against the majesty of Nature, to disturb the si- lence which reigned through her domin- ions and when we spoke, it was in a sub- dued tone. We walked on foot the great- er part of the ascent, up three long wind- ings made in the face of the Then the extra horses were turned adrift, to find their own way back to the stables, ind we entered the carriage to gallop down. the Piedmontese side of the declivity. My nearest companion, an elderly Freneh- lan, who was usually very garrulous, had MJH on this occasion much absorbed in might, and had preserved silence for an length of time, though the ivitchings of his countenance and the hrugs of his shoulders plainly told that he was holding an interesting conversation with his own heart and memory. At length I asked the cause of his musings and frequent' ejaculations. Ah, sir said he, how different are the circum- stances of this night from those I experi- enced thirty years ago, when I traversed this mountain. It was on a wintry day, the ground was covered with snow, lay in some places to the depth of forty feet, and filled up many of the ra- vines, so that we were in constant danger of going aver a precipice. The wind blew the snow-drift so fiercely as to blind our eyes, and the guides were frequently at a loss to discover the right track. Six men w obliged to hold up the carriage with fixed to the top, to prevent its being i over; and the patient horses, poor os. often turned their faces from the aful storm. We were almost frozen A cold, although we opened our port- ..uatcau and put on all our .ieaven defend me from such another journey, and the horrible night that fol- lowed in that murderous inn Perceiv- ing him to be much excited, I felt the more anxious to know the strange events to which he alluded, and asked what could have tempted him to travel in such dismal and what horrible circumstances had occurred on the way. He then gave ine the following narrative I was then young, an officer in the army, in the time when Napoleon carried on his last wars, and all this country was in a very troubled condition. At the period referred to, I was sent with an older offi- cer to bear some dispatches of -importance 1 to Italy. He was an Italian, who had once been in the service of Austria, but had been taken prisoner at Marengo, and had joined the army of the Emperor. He was a clever person, in whom much confi- dence seemed to be placed, but so very wa- ry and suspicious in his disposition, as some- times to amuse and sometimes to frighten me. He seemed to make every allowance for my youth, and seldom checked my ar- dent spirits, for I was gay and thoughtless; but I was likewise brave, and skillful in the use of arms, for which reason, I sup- pose, the captain took me with him on that journey. These mountains were great- ly infested by robbers, chiefly disbanded soldiers of Italy, so that few persons could travel in safety. In a short time we shall pass by a place called Le Mauvais Pas, well known for the murders which have been there committed. A woody marsh lies on the left hand of the road, and the ruins of some buildings destroyed in the war, on the shall point them out to among these the bandits lurked, and suddenly pounced upon a passer-by, or shot him before he was aware of his danger. A little further on, where two roads meet, you will see some large houses, which were once inns, and the landlord was in communication with the robbers of Le Mauvais Pas, so that the traveler who escaped from Seylla fell into Charybdis. Well, sir, I have told you about the dreadful weather in which we were obliged to cross Mons Cenis, the pas- sage of which occupied the whole day; and as our orders were peremptory, we pushed forward at all hazards till nearly midnight, when we reached the door of the inn I have mentioned, where we were to pass the night. I suppose we escaped all previous dangers by the lateness of the i hour, as no gentlemen were expected to travel on these roads after dark. Glad we were when we arrived at the hotel; the very thought of a warm fire and hot soup gave me life. We knocked i long and loud before the gate was opened, and the carriage passed into the The captain told our servant, who was also a soldier, to bring his little portmanteau and a small canteen of provisions into the room where we were to sit; the other bag- gage was left in the calache. I saw the landlord narrowly eye the portmanteau, but he said nothing, and hastened to get ready for our entertainment. A small stove was lighted at one end of a large room, the other end of which I CO iuld scarcely see; so that it was far from com- fortable, but it was not for us to complain after what we had suffered in the A thin candle was placed on a table, a cloth was spread, and some bouillion was soon served up. But that the captain could not eat, and ordered Giuseppe to bring some compote out of the canteen, from which he made a savory soup. The host then brought us a fricassee; but it was also rejected, and a cold fowl substi- tuted for it. This rather displeased me, and I was beginning to intimate that I should prefer the hot dish, when a scowl of the captain's made me shrink into in- significance, and I let him do as he pleased. As he doggedly refused to eat anything furnished by the the landlord, on the plea of a weak stomach, which I had never known him to complain of before, for he was a great gourmand, I guessed that he was afraid of poison, and secretly execrated his suspicious temper, rejoicing that I was not a jealous Italian. Have you any other guests here to- asked the captain, appearing to take no notice of the prying curiosity of the landlord, who in vain tried to ascertain who and what we were. Only a priest on his way to Poor man, he has been stopped here for two days by the storm, as he travels on foot." And what may be the reverend fath- er's name asked my companion. "Fra Carlo replied the other. Ah! that is a distinguished name. I think I have met with some padres of the name." Very said the There are others of the family in high orders; he had a brother killed at the bat- tle of Marengo, as he went to administer the consolations of religion to some dying soldiers. They are a devout family." Ha! is Padre Carlo gone to bed Perhaps he would do us the honor to drink wine with us." The host replied that he had retired to say his prayers and count his rosary, which he did several times a day, holy man! but he might not yet be gone to sleep. Presently the padre made his appear- ance, with an air of meek devotion, crossed himself, and blessed us in the name of the holy Virgin and his patron saint, The captain gave him one searching glance, so piercing as almost to discompose him; but it passed over, and we entered into friendly conversation. A couple of bottles with facetious talk, warmed us thoroughly, and we proposed retiring to rest. The captain was shown into a bed-chamber which he did not at all fancy. We had before conversed about Italian inns, and he had cautioned me always to lock and barricade the door at night. Now, he was himself put into a room which had three doors besides the one by which he entered from the stair, and none of them could be locked, as the chamber was a perfect thor- oughfare. He looked much and asked which of the rooms I was to occupy. The landlord apologized for tak- ing me a little way off. as the neighboring beds were already occupied, and it was too late to make alterations. One of the adjoining rooms was taken by the priest; another belonged to him- j self, and his wife was in bed; and the! other door led to a passage and small j apartment to which his daughter and maid j servant had gone, giving up their beds to the company. I was then conducted to a room on the other side of the padre's, but had scarcely got into bed, when the cap- tain came in, bringing in his little port- manteau and candle. He broke out into a furious invective against the vermin which were in his bed, which would ren- der it impossible for him to sleep there. As this misfortune was no uncommon thing in these countries, it excited in me no surprise, save that an old soldier should be daunted by such diminutive enemies. Upon my instantly offering to resign my couch, and try if I could not sleep amongst those Liliputian marauders, he imperative- ly declined, and said that he would repose in a chair beside me. He then examined the door, and found that it had no fasten- ing, and as it opened into the padre's chamber, it could not be barricaded on our side. He was terribly disconcerted, and walked about in considerable emotion; then setting the lighted candle on a mar- ble commode near the door, he seated him- self near me and beside a table, on which he placed two loaded pistols and a carbine, which he examined and cocked, and laid my sword upon iny bed. A number of curious thoughts passed through my brain, tickled with the idea of a hero of many fights being dislodged from his encampment by a few insects; and my imagination suggested a glowing picture of this wonderful campaign, which would form the subject of an excellent And then his be afraid of a lonely landlord with three women and a holy priest! He would make another Don Quixotte fighting with a windmill or a flock of sheep. I so relished the thought and the sight, that I was unwilling to yield to Morpheus, whose magic influence had become heavy; but was beginning to doze, when I thought I heard the creaking of the door, and looking through the cur- tain, I saw, or dreamed I saw, a faint shadow dimly reflected upon the Turning to the captain, I perceived him eyeing the door, with a pistol grasped in his hand, which he was just raising, when j the door quietly closed, and was silent. About an hour afterwards, the same was repeated, and sleep vanished from my eyes. I dared not speak to the captain, who did j not close his eyes for an instant, but kept them fixed with sentinel keenness upon the door, and his hand upon a pistol. He called us early, ordered horses to "be put to the carriage, and told Guiseppe to make coffee in the way he liked it. Guiseppe looked in an inquiring way, caught his eye, and immediately obeyed. The padre joined us, and very meekly asked permission to occupy a seat in our calache, which, to iny surprise, was court- eously granted, and he was invited to par- take of our early repast. The captain kept him in constant conversation, and al- though he changed his seat once or twice, always managed to rise for something and sit opposite to him, and never to be beyond reach of his pistols. I was confounded, for they seemed to be playing a game at movements. At length the word was giv- en, Let us go and I was curious to see how the game would now be played, es- pecially as some additional pieces had ap- peared on the board, in the shape of the landlord's wife, daughter, and chamber- maid, all big, buxom dames, whose tall figures I much admired, but of whom my companion seemed as suspicious as of the holy father. He passed no compliments, and appeared much chagrined. Yet he managed matters most adroitly, his object, as I thought, being to let nobody walk be- hind us. Signor, run and tell the pos- tilion to mount the white horse, for the black one sometimes kicks. Signor, please take these cloaks, and spread them on the seats of the carriage. Girl, take the can- dle. Father Benevoluto, be kind enough to take charge of this bottle of eau-de-vie, and put into the far pocket of the carriage. Giuseppe, bring this portmanteau. Andi- amo said he, pushing all of us before him, as he followed with his fire-arnis. In a trice we were at the "Father, don't get out again; pray be seated. 0, signor, pray hold that black horse! Up, Giuseppe, and keep this car- bine in your hand, and look about you for robbers. It is a bad road. Ladies, ad- dio! Va 1" We were off before we knew where we were, and the captain urged the postilion forward; but we had not proceeded a quarter of a mile, when he called out to stop, and in a hurried tone, addressing Fra Carlo, said: Pardon me, Father Benevoluto; I have left some papers of importance on my pray go and fetch them; we await your and without stopping for his reply, opened the door and helped him to descend. I was just beginning to offer my own services, when a grinding oath, half-emitted, si- lenced me. Good father, be quick for I can trust nobody with those papers on this vile road but yourself; no thief would rob a priest." It was impossible to refuse; and Fra Carlo set off at a greater speed than I had deemed him capable of using. When he was out of sight, my companion ordered the postilion to drive on quickly. He replied that we were wait for the padre, but the captain thundered out, Hark you! make no noise with your whip, but spur your horses to a gallop, and keep them galloping till I bid you go slower. The moment you stop or crack your whip, I shall send a bullet through your head. Off he went, slap-dash; how long I know not, for I was overwhelmed with surprise, afraid that the captain had be- come deranged, and that I might be the first victim of his violent temper. At length he called out. Piano piano and we instantly passed through St. An- tonin, where we met a military patrol, to whom the captain showed his passport, and said that there were suspicious char- acters on the road between this and Le Mauvias Pas. The officer bowed low, and ordered his men to keep a sharp look out. As we proceeded, ho smiled and exclaimed we are safe and can take breath a to the Holy Virgin and all the guardian saints for our I venture to say, that though pome things did look rather suspicious in the inn, yet I could not fix upon anything really vil- lainous, and should not have imagined any harm, unless I had perceived him to be so much on his guard; that I did not much like the landlord, yet the women were handsome, and I was much pleased with Fra Carlo; but the priest and himself seemed to be playing a game at seats and places, and he had certainly check-mated him at last. said he, l! it was a game for life. Benevoluto has assumed the padre now Methinks he will not long wear the cowl. That man was in my regiment when I was with the Austrians, aud he was condemned to death for theft and mur- der, but escaped through the artifices of his brother, a priest, who was shot at Ma- rengo. as he deserved. He has forgotten me but I well remember him, and that' gash on his forehead, which I gave him when I cut him down, but missed splitting his skull. And yon has been foul play there. You are yet a young dog of war but I can smell blood anywhere I instantly smelled it, and traced it to the mattrass. which I found all stained with gore. Had I fallen asleep, we should both have slept there our last sleep, as many, I fear have done before but we shall hear if Captain Bocci, who passed last week, has arrived safely if not, they shall all be broken on the wheel. Those handsome women I will wa- ger a thousand scudi they were men in disguise; I never saw such women in Ita- ly before. In such times as these, young man. you must always be watching, if you value your life and love Mademoiselle Fouchette. and remember that walls have ears, and eyes too." I intimated that I thought so when I saw him pointing a pis- tol at a shadow twice during the A shadow it was the shade of Fra Car- lo, and such shadows play with stillettoes; I saw one when his cloak was off as I pass- ed through his room to come to you. Ghosts do not flinch from a leveled pistol as he did." At this moment, the Frenchman bade me look, for we were approaching the dreadful spot. There, indeed, stood two ruinous houses, forming a large mass of buliding, with small grated windows and a high court, all shut up and going to de- cay. He looked and shrugged his shoul- ders and continued The cursed ban- dits They met with a deserved The manner of their capture I have only heard by report, for we returned to France by another route. One evening, at dusk, two horsemen rode up to the inn; but when the large gate was opened, one of the beasts became frisky and refused to enter. This frightened the other, and they capered about to the great discomfort of the landlord and his people, who could not come into the gateway or shut the door, because of the antics. As they were becoming more quiet, a posse of gendarmes dashed in and took possession of the prem- ises. A search was instituted, and the re- mains of two or three hundred human bodies were found in the grounds, besides a great deal of plunder, I need scarcely say that Italian justice did dreadful work with the murderers; and the inn has been shut up ever sinee. No one will venture into is haunted; but the Mauvias Pas is still a dangerous place for travel- ers." A carbinier, at this moment, rode up, and asked our party if we had seen any persons on the road, for a robbery had been committed a few days before in that place. know not how much your daily associations affect your intellectual tastes. You are made manli- er or meaner, by your intimacies. A per- son becomes in many respects, more and more like those with whom he chooses, or is obliged continually to mingle. Con- stant intercourse with high society gives elevation and refinement; but, should you become the keeper of a saloon or of a bar- room, the power of the company to de- grade you would be far greater than your power to ennoble them. THE firmest friends ask the fewest favors. Scene in a Chinese City. The special correspondent of the Lon- don Times in China gives the following account of what he saw in a Chinese city: Let us walk down the street of Ever- lasting the Regent street of the north suburb. At is entrance is a crowd of Chinamen, which, constantly re- newed from dawn to sunset, stands gaping through a gateway at the headquarters, horses picketed in a large courtyard. Forc- ing our way through these unsavory ce- lestials, we find ourselves in a small square occupied by the eel-pie" and baked po- tato" men of the place. Your working man dines in the street, and the square is a favorable al fresco restaurant. Li, on your right, deals in meat pies. He has a small charcoal fire beneath his oven, and in a trice his fate is compounded and cooked before the public- Ho, by his side, sup- plies vegetable diet, turnips, onions, yams, pumpkins, cut into small slices, and served in the water wherein they are Here is a man with sweet stuff, pastry and tuck." There another with grapes, peaches, lotas fruit, watermelons, apples and pears. All tastes are supplied. But even in dining the ineradicable love of the Chinaman for gambling is evinced. Every one of these dealers has a box like a dice-box, in which twenty small sticks are placed. Two of these sticks are priz- es, the remainder blanks. Each portion of food is supposed to be worth ten cash, and on staking one cash every corner may try his luck. From morning to night is the rattle of these to be heard in the square as the dealers invite their From morning to night may the Chinaman be seen yielding to the invitation. Here is an old fellow, a bargee" on the river. Ho has but two cash, which he stakes, and loses one after the other. His face is rueful, and his belly empty, so we give him ten cash, with which he may insure the meal he covets. He takes the cash, but. instead of buying his food, he recom- mences to gamble for it. One cash after another is draw from him, and when he loses his last he walks away dinnerless. The fishmonger is perambulating about. His fish, in a shallow round wooden bowl, lie gasping in three or four inches of wa- ter. Here are eels, brown and silver, large fat muddy carp, soles, and a speck- led fish like a trout, and of much the same flavor. At one cook-shop Chinese artistes are preparing the dinner of the day. The fa- vorite dish is a stew composed of chopped pork, onions, seaweed, shrimps and egg's. We taste, but its flavor is by no means agreeable to the western palate. And now, in a quiet secluded nook is a good humor- ed laughing crowd, enjoying the feats of a juggler. A wonderful man! He takes two pieces of wire a couple of feet long, inserts them in his nostrils and passes them thence down his throat. There is no deception, for he opens his mouth wide, and we fee the wires down his gullet. Then he takes two leaden bullets, one the size of an ordinary musket ball, the other weigh- ing twelve ounces. He swallows the little one first. With many contortions he brings them up again, and the small bul- let is the first to re-appear. He draws the wires back through his nose and spits blood. A shower of cash rewards his feat. Then he swallows a sword, crams pointed sticks into his ears and eyes, and performs a variety of tricks too numerous to be de- tailed. We enter a perfumer's shop, full of knick- knacks and necessaries for my lady's toilet. Pearl powder is made up in neat little packages, and with rouge and paints of various hues. Lotions for the complex- ion, perfumes, and here, in a corner, thine incomparable oil, Macassar." A barber is plying his trade. He shaves the head, combs and plaits the tail, and extracts wax from the ears. The latter operation is ev- idently a favorite with the Celestials.- false tails" are common here as they are said to be England. The shop is full of them at a dollar the half- dozen. A distinguished officer of irregu- lars bought a few to make a plume for his helmet. A curio" stall contains very ordinary china at very exorbitant prices. Among its prizes are a common English bottle, price half a dollar, and an English earthernware plate, with Swiss scenes" painted thereon, for which double that amount is demanded. Here also, are small boxes labeled Superior congreve match- es, without smell or sulpher." They wo'd cost a half-penny at home; their price at Tien-tsin is 2 Jd. We come to a linen dra- pers, and find Manchester and American cotton and calico. Here is blue stuff for the common tunics and trou- sers. It is labeled Manchester, John Pender Co." By its side are calicoes, marked and printed cottons from the Manchester looms in great abua- dance. The prices are 100 per cent, high- er than at Shanghai. Immense quantities of Russian cloth, both red and blue, are to be found in every shop. The cloth is of double width, thick and coarse. It is is sold at 25s. a yard, the price being fixed by the Russian government. Coming all the way by land from Nijni Novor- good, such a price can never pay, but the government is careless as to profit, for this cloth forms the principal object of barter for tea and silk. I have seen enough, however, to fee] satisfied that the opening of Ticn-tsiu to foreign commerce will encourage an enor- mous trade in all the main branches of English manufacture. The crowd at our tieels laughs as we enter a pawnbroker's shop. It is full of depositors, old clothes being the principal articles in pledge. We ask the head man to see the establishment. He would be delighted, but it is against rule. He deeply regrets th'at'he must re- fuse our majesties, but his orders are ex- plicit. After a little pressing he yields, and we are conducted through one court after another, the buildings containing all that man can imagine, from pocket hand- kerchiefs to junk's anchors. The goods may be pledged for thirty moons (two years and a when they are sold, if unredeemed. The rule of interest is 12 per cent, per annum. Here is a large ice-house, very long, very deep, and very wen The ice is in blocks full two feet thick, and gives abundant evidence of a severe win- ier in this district. Returning home we :nter a tea shop. The cheering beverage s contained in a large brass kettle, a hrass Dutterfly with extended wings on its spout. We refreshed, and bid adieu to the Street of Everlasting Prosperity." A Generous Criminal. A young man recently made his escape Prom the galleys at Toulouse. He was strong and vigorous, and soon made his way across the country, and escaped pur- suit. He arrived next morning before a ottage, in an open field, and stopped to beg something to eat, and for concealment while he reposed a little. But hel found the inmates of the cottage in the deepest distress. Four little children sat tremb- ling in a corner, while the mother was weeping and tearing her hair, and the fa- ther walking the floor in agony. The gal- ley slave asked what was the matter, and the father replied that they morning to be turned out of doors because they could not pay their rent. You see me driven to said the'father; my wife and little ones with- out food or shelter, and I without means to provide any for them." The convict listened to this tale with. tears of sympathy and then said I will give you the means. I have but just es- caped from the galleys; whoever secures and takes back an escaped prisoner is en- titled to a reward of fifty francs. How much does your rent amount to Forty the father. said the other, put a cord round my body; I will follow you to the city; they will recognize me, and you will get fifty francs for bringing me back." No, never I" exclaimed the astonished listener; "my children should starve a dozen times, before I would do so base a thing." The generous young man insisted, and declared, at last, that he would go and de- liver himself up, if the father did not take him. After long struggling, the latter yielded, and taking his preserver by the arm, led him to the city, and to the may- or's ofSce. Everybody was surprised that a little man, like the father, had been able to secure such a strong young man but the' proof was before them. The fifty francs were paid, and the prisoner sent back to the galleys. But after he was gone, the father- asked a private interview of the mayor, to whom he told the whole story. The mayor was so much affected, he not only enclosed fifty francs more to the fa- ther's purse, but wrote to the minister of justice, begging the noble prisoner's re- lease. The minister examined into the affair, and finding it was a small offence which had condemed the young man to the galleys, and that he had already served out half his time, he ordered his release. Is not this whole incident beautiful THE CASCADE BRIDGE of the New York Erie railroad, one of the wonders of American engineering, is about going the way of all wooden bridges. Crossing a chasm 185 feet deep, its destruction by fire would have interrupted the business of the road for a long time. So much anxiety has been felt on this account, that Mr. McCallum, while superintendent of the road, always kept materials ready for throwing a suspension bridge across the chasm, in the event of fire. About two years says the engineer, it was de- termined to supercede the great bridge al- together, and an embankment of broken stone was commenced on the upper side. This is now complete, and trains have been running over it for the last The water coming over the cascades per- colates readily through the broken stone embankment, which is, therefore, safe from, floods. The great bridge is now being taken down. It is generally in good con- dition, although some of the timbers have rotted. The Cascade bridge was erected in 1848, at a cost of It hadja single timber arch of 275 feet clear span, and was altogether the most remarkable structure of the kind in existence." WILI, you please to permit a lady to occupy this said a gentleman to another, the other day in a railroad car. Is she an advocate of woman's rights asked the gentleman who was invited to vacate. She replied he who was standing. Well, then, let her take the benefit of her doctrine, and stand up." WAKE up here and pay for your lodg- said the deacon, as he nudged a sleepy stranger with the contribution box. MASSACHUSETTS will lose one member of Congress by the apportionment under the recent census. She now has eleven members. never flatter vou.

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