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3?1 The Beaufort Republican. * _ AX INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER, DEVOTED TO POLITICS, LITERATURE AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE. OUR MOTTO IB-TRUTH WITHOUT FEAR. VOL. III. NO. 22. ' BEAuFoRT, S. C., THURSDAY, MARCH 6, 1873. {?5W?8: 1 ' ? - ? i tt - Tntmaat " For Thoughts." A pansy on his breast she laid, Splendid and dark with Tyrean dyes; "Take it; 'tis like your tender eyes, Deep as the midnight heaven," she said. The rich rose mantling in her cheek. Before him like the dawn she stood. Pausing upon life's hight, subdued, Yet triumphing, both proud and meek. And white, as winter stars, intense With steadfast fire, his brilliant face Bent toward her with an eager grace. Pale with a rapture half suspense. "You give me then a thought, O sweet!" He cried, and kissed the purple flower, And bowed by love's resistless power, Trembling he sank before her feet. She crowned his beautiful bowed head With ono caress of her white baud; " Rise up my flower of all the laud, For all mv thoughts are yours." she said. , PANSY'S LOVER. Pansy was t>ur youngest. There was no special merit in that, and, of itself, it was no reason why she should be the pet of the family. But she was also the VAKA/IV nrnp zl pm" P/l fliflf, J/lCltlCOl. ilVUVUJ V?v* v?vm*vm ??there was beauty in the Tremaiues ami the Gordons. Mamma had been a very rose among girls in her day, and at fifty Judge Tremaine was a stately, handsome gentleman, whom all women admired and fell in love with much oftener than would have been convenient under other circumstances. Why all this hereditary beauty perversely concentrated itself in Pansy, I don't know. I suppose it was only a part of the totnl depravity of things in general. At any rate, Pansy teas lovely, and we all adored her. The pretty creature knew it bef#re she could speak plain, and graciously allowed herself to bo set up on a throne, and worshiped by a troop of loving subjects. When she grew to womanhood, and all the young gentlemen we knew fell into an orderly procession, and followed her up and down to do her homage, it was quite a matter of course ; but when one of them actually had the ? >- j. :_.i:? uuuuciiv iu propose, our iuu-i^xkiviuju and amazement wore equal. 11 The wretch !" cried Delia. " How dare he ?" sobbed Sue, in a rage. " He?he isn't a wretch ! And why shouldn't he dare ?" cried Pansy. "What ?" "Good heavens!" " The child is angry, as true as you # live !" said Sue, in u maze of slow incredulity Angry ? Pansy's cheeks were as scarlet as 'pomegranates, her lovely eyes swam in tears, and when she could brush them wildly away, an outraged soul looked forth upon the amazed group. " W'hv shouldn't a man want to marry a girl, and why shouldn't he ask her? Do you suppose I'm never going to be married?" and with this the slieetightnings of her eyes were drowned out by a passionate rain of tears. We were all of us on our knees iu an instant?the rest metaphorically, I literally. " Don't, dear, don't! It was onlv that we grudged you to anybody, darling. That's all." A3 ix ^xauixuii* mivsiixix ?"v brightest of the Pleiads to do her knitting by ! Such presumption!" cried Delia, who was the poet of the family. Mamma leaned back in her rockingchair, and wiped her eyes disconsolate 1y"Do you mean, Pansy, that you would go away from us all with this young Vaudermeyer ?" she said, in a pathetic voice. But Pansy was not in a pathetic mood just then. The queen had come to licr own, and the little heart was full of a sweet triumph. " Oh, no, mamma, not with him. I don't like him; but there's somebody else," and the delicious blushes chased each other across the fair flower of a face. "She says there's somebody else," echoed Delia, appealing to me. " Pansy," said Sue, severely, " do vou mean to say that somebody else lias been proposing to you ? Pansy kindled again. " Oh, Sue, be qui it! As if she was i to blame. Who is it, dear ? Won't j you tell your own Kittykins ?" Pansy resisted. Not even the absurd i name which she had dubbed me in her babyhood unsealed her confidence. Mamma wept softly. I implored, Delia was tragic, Sue assumed the role of outraged friendship. Pansy held out ten minutes. Then she surrendered at discretion. "If you must know?but you needn't blame him?it s Tom Gordon. There ! and she fled from the room. " Tom Gordon!" We looked at each other blankly. " Kt (it, Jlrule!" said Delia, raisng | her eyes to the ceiling. There was where it hurt. Tom Gor- , don was our pet cousin, who had come , and gone among us all these years in the sweetest fashion of brotherly intimacy. And now he could do us this wrong. "After all," sighed mamma, "I suppose the child must ie married some time." We pondered over the sorrowlul fact in silence?we girls. But mamma was apt to think aloud. "I supi ose it might as well be Tom as any one," she added. Then, after a pause, "I always thought he might marry one of you, but I never thought j 'twould be Pansy." "Of course it would be Pansy," spoke up Sue, sharplv, and then she turned, j and went swiftly out of the room. Dear Sue ! She was|twenty-five, and the prince had not yet cometownkei l.er out of the dream of maidenhood, it was rather hard. P :pa was not rich ; *rc l.cl not been brouKut - ? to any prof ess ion ; it was weary *wk, thisignoVie waiting, and Sue lraJ a ir o spirit. Does anybody know a;.., more sr.cli househofds of girls, who wait wait and see the swift years go by?rue eir.ci years which steal away bloom, and eautv, and youth, and leave them only the ashes of disappointment ? But that ifciot the point. I am telling Pansy'Jfcy, "We all cried a little, more or less, in kr secret, and then wc nil accepted Tom sa Gordon as our future brother, and next in Christmap, Tom came down, elate and eager, all his bright, brave young man- fis hood irradiated with this new sweet tr hope. Work? Wouldn't he' work? d: Anything to win Pansy. He was in the th law, creeping up slowly into a lucrative practice ; but, oh, he would be patient, he so patient, if Pansy would wait for him. Ik And Pansy smiled and looked distract- la ingly lovely, and we all agreed that so Tom would have been incredibly stupid not to have fallen in love with her. m But we asked this question at first rii only with doubtful, sorrowful eyes, and th afterward with hesitating lips ? did Pansy love Tom ? Did she love him as bi the woman should love the man whom g] she chooses out of all the world, as our good Tom Gordon deserved to be 01 loved? ji; Tom, dear fellow, had, I think, some struggling doubts. I have seen liim g< look at Pansy with such longing,hungry ol eyes, that my heart ached for him. sr r, . i l:. 3?t.x_ jdui, wnaiever ui? uuuius, m- omu uum- j ing, and we all kept the same painful j Pj silence. ' [ li The golden Autumn passed, and the., tl white, silent Winter came on. Rexford began its usual career of ti mild dissipation. A few little initiatory J ai parties, and then Mis. Moneybags fairly, b] inaugurated the campaign with a grand j m ball. The Moneybags lived in a magnifi- | ai cent honso in the most aristocratic ti quarter of the town. They had no hi family, but a large account at the bank- 1 er's, and an immense admiration for- la blue blood. Now, poor papa had ever j w so much blue blood in his veins, but no account at all at the banker's ; so w Mrs. Moneybags, besides sending cards, came over herself to invite us, and be- d< cause of the blue blood she wasobsequi- ; ous, and because of the banker's she | rr was patronizing. , si "I want all your girls to come, dear d< Mrs. Tremaine?all!"?and she looked around upon the alarmingly large fami- w ly-group with a pitying smile, adding si "Poor things, it will be such a chance for them." W Mamma returned the smile very faintly, and we bowed our visitor out, with C hearts very full of indignation. j fc "I shan't go, for one !" cried Sue, angrily, and then by chance glanced at ' ni Pansy. The girl's face was absolutely j fi radiant. al "It will be so splendid,"she murmur- | ed, under her breath. , k< The end was, that all went, Sue inclnd- \ ed ; and it was splendid. Mrs. Money- fr bags had had sense enough to put the it arrangementsinto the hands of decora- ni tive artists from townyand the effect h was superb. The good woman's face shone with complacency. Rut her great tl attraction, which quite overrun hersim- h: pie heart with pride, were half a dozen New York guests?a faded belle, a gay h widow, and two or three gentlemen. Respect for Mr. Moneybags had, per- cl haps, brought them all the way up to Rexford. They were the observed of e: all obse#-ers. Miss Axminstcr must have felt her early triumphs renewed? u until Pansy appeared. j il| She had como late, with papa, and j the picture she was when she entered 11 the room, in her shimmering white garmerits, I shall never forget. ai A low exclamation of delight and sur prise broke from some one near me. n: " Good heavens ! what a vision of . si loveliness !" j g I half turned ; it was one of the stran- I tl gers who spoke, a distingue, stylishlooking young man, who had set all the tl young ladies hearts in a flutter when, r< twenty minutes before lie had made his 1c entree. Handsome he certainly was. 0 Why did I shrink and shiver a little u when presently I saw him load Pansy n out upon the floor, and watehpd Iris fine w dark eyes fairly scintillate with admira- w tion ? tl Why need I linger over the talc ? It P was the old, old story. Mr. Kennnn called, was gentlemanly anfl delightful ; won mamma by his 11 graceful deference, and papa by the display of keen business-like qualities. Pansy sat almost silent, the sweet color flickering in and out of her checks. ^ But when he was gone, and they all " broke out into praises of him, steady r crimson settled there, and burned like a rose. Mr. Kennan came again. He lingered two weeks in ltexford. By the end of that time the denouement came. He proposed for Pansy, declared his passionate love for her, anal when papa demurred demanded that she be sent rj for. The child came, weeping like a ^ culprit, accusing herself of treachery * toward Tom. But not nil her tears, all R her remorse, could hide the fact that () this man had won her heart. "I thought I loved Tom?poor Tom." a alio faltered. " But I did not know ^ what love was." An utter dismay fell upon us all when s this tragid denouement of Tom Gordon's j( pretty romance heenme known to us. Many a long, tearful consultation we had, hut the hard, painful facts could not be changed. Pansy herself was firm as a martyr. I c "I'll marry Tom if you say so," she v said with a great sob, " But I love i. Max." ; 11 Of course, then, it was all over. > Papa had a theory?a curiously sentimental theory for a grave lawyer of fifty ?that girls should marry for love, and mamma had never thought Tom's ira- n pecuniosity was quite what her darling observed. Mr. Kennan saw his advan- rr tagc, and pursued his suit. It was decided that Tom should be written to. But who would break this bitter news ? Pansy came winding her soft arms L around my neck. " He loves you better than any of thorn," she said softly. I Vroko away from her angrily. | "And von would make him hate mo!" , I cried. But who can resist fate ? If a hateful p t'.jir.g we... to be done, I somehow always got tin ast into the breach. I wrote the letter to Tom. I dare snv 8j it was cold and hard, for my heart j Led for him almost to breaking, and n the very intensity of my feelings chilled my words. Three wretched days passed, and then the answer came?a few calm, strong words; but the good, tender : p heart struggled through them. We j tl lew what his love for Pansy was, he id. If it could serve her best by givg her up?why, then, he gave her up. Pausy cried a little. But love is sel;h. Max Kennan came, happy and iumphaut; and Pansy smiled and inced again, and nobody could resist e infection of her fresh, girlish joy. No more from Tom Gordon; only, we ;ard incidentally that he was working ird, and suro to distinguish himself ; ter, that he had gone to Europe on imo law business. I think Pansy scarcely noticed this ?ws. Max had urged a speedy marage, and we were all frantically busy ?n ie trousseau. But one day Sue, looking up from the t of dainty muslin in her hands, said, ravely: "Kitty, did you ever think that all ir pett:ng had made Pansy a little? ist a little?selfish ?" I smiled, with tears in my eyes. Dear, jnerous Sue! Who so slow to accuse :hers as those who are themselves the ilt of the earth ? The bridal-day came on apace. Tho reparations were splendid. Max lived ke a prince, and it seemed as if he lought nothing too good for Pansy. Tt irt-n/l us to rest under the obliga on of so many magnificent presents, id we all declared we'd rather live on read and water for a year after the arriago than to do so. Papa was quite of the same mind, id so he diminished his modest forme to buy us finery, and decorate the ousc for the wedding. Max was to be busy in town till the st minute, only coming up to lunch ith us the day before. We were all ready then, and Pansy as in a flutter of excitement. When the noon came she tripped iwu to the station to meet him. Wo had nil gathered in the dining>om fifteen minutes afterward, when ic 'came in with a face whiter than jath, and trembling from head to foot. She had a slip of paper in her hand, hich somebody took from her just as 10 dropped fainting on the floor. It was a telegram. Two brief, beildering sentences. " The wedding must be postponed, onntcrmand the invitations, and wait ?r my explanation." Papa went straight to town by the jxt train. ? Pansy shut herself up away om us. We huddled together, a miserAc group, all the afternoon. At dark the awful suspense was brojn by the still more awful truth. Max Kennan was a defaulter, and had om the city. The papers rang with , for the amount was almost fabulous, id the position of tLo oulpr.it a very igh one. l'apa carao walking slowly up from ic station, a new weight of years upon im. "Tell her gently," ho sobbed, when e had related the'shameful story. Pansy heard, her white face scarcely aanging. " Then he loves 7?c!" she suddenly sclaimed at the end. "But he has disgraced himself and s all. and you must never think of him jain !" cried Sue. . Pansy did not hear her. A smile ashed across her face. " lie hasn't deserted me !" she cried, ad then broke into a tempest of sobs. She cried a long, long, time in mainta's arms, and then said, weakly, that le would go up-stairs,|<ind would webe ood enough not to disturb her again lat night. We sat together till late, going over 10 wretched facts. When at last we itircd, I was strangely nervous. I >ngcd to go to Pansy, but dared not. nee I fancied I heard a slight noise nder her window, then a confused nuirmr of voices. I opened my window, hicli looked from the same wall. All as white, silent, and moonlit. Perhaps le ripening peaches had tempted some ilfering boys. The air was dewy and fresh. I closed le window quickly, and went to bed, nd the rest of the night passed in conused dreams. With the early daylight I awoke, came :> an instant comprehension of the blow liich had fallen upon us, and rising astily, went with light steps to Pansy's oom. There I stopped short, in fright and mazement, and involuntarily cried out. 'lie room was empty, the window opcr pon a little balcony, and a glove, ropped just outside, showed the waj he went. Not a word, not even a short note. None of us will ever forget that day. 'oward night came a letter, mailed from lew York. ' We must forgive her, shf aid. She had been married to Max, nd before wc read the words should b( n the ocean. Nowhere did the brief letter showanj dequate sense of the wrong she was -imig ur> mi. Wrll, nil life's woes are lived over, omehow. It aged papa a good deal, lid mamma's roses never eamc lmrk. ]5u? in a year we were peacefully hapy, seldom speaking of Pansy, and tlier s if we bad lost bor by deatb. Tom Gordon returned, and came tc ee us. Ho was changed?graver, terner, a little of the old boyish bonomie gone. Thinking so one day as I watches im, my eyes suddenly filled with tears, "What is it, Kitty ?" "The old wrong," I whispered. He came to me suddenly, and tool le in bis arms. "Will you make it up to me, Kitty "hat is what I came here to ask." llis voice trembled with tender pasion, and then I knew how long and early I had loved him. ^And Pansy? She came to see us once t Gene\a, when Tom and I were around -a little faded and worn, but beautiful nd fascinating still. She had made i - *i7i .1.1 .1.. i er cuoice. liuuicr nue mis unjipjr in :, God knows. They lived ft romantic life, from one luropean capital to another. Everywhere tho story would finally rcep out, and then came shrugs and lights that drove them away. And sc fancy that though he had plenty oi lonev, Max Kenuan found that the waj f tho transgressor is hard. A bill making profane swearing a enal offence has been introduced into lie Georgia Legislature, Veins of Superstition. We laugh at that lower order of people who believe in tho supernatural, and boast that we are free from the , shackles of superstition. But, after ' all, how few there are who are wholly free from these shackles ! Who is not j ambitious to commence a new year well, for instance ? "I must be at ray offico enrly to-morrow morning," says a friend. " It is the first day of the new yeat" " I have met with a loss," says another. " Had it occurred yesterday j I should not have cared so much ; but : on the first day of the new year ! It is ; a bad omen." And so the wheel turns. I Again, when our grandmothers told us that that the dropping of a table-fork, or the falling of a dish-cloth, or the ! passage of a person through the house I going in at one door and out at another, ' or the crowing of a cock on tho doorstep,.is a " sign" that tho family is to ' " have company," we have often laughi ed in our sleeves and said nothing, for I fear that we might be'set down as | heretics in the good old lady's memorandum-book. Yet we have puzzled our brains not a little to prove that none of these things were "signs." We have felt a little delicacy about winding a ball of yarn through a knot-hole after hearing how the old maid felt the yarn pull, and on asking who was there was answered by a gruff voice, "The Devil." Nevertheless, we had some faith in the testimony of others, and thought that | if our neighbors did not see tho shade | of a friend coming across the field on I tho very hour that he died in a distant' j city, nor did not see blood on the doorstep, nor hear tho " death watch" tick 1 " f 1 i.i. in me Drepmce, tnuii it nus fuuuuj strange that thcj should sat/ so. If no ono was talking about us when our cars burned, and no good luck awaited us if we sneezed before breakfast, and no crying was done before night ou the day when wo sang a tune in beu before rising, why, we might be exceptions, and the signs hold good as a general rule. To be sure, we had sat on the dining-tablo, and had carelessly placed three Jights in a row, before wo thought of getting married, yet, as we nfteiward did so, our theorizing favored the signs. Our dog howled toward the east on tho night our dearest friend died, and so he did in every other direction, for we had given the poor animal no dinner nor supper ; yet we felt that we had somehow made a mistake when an old lady said that if she had been present she should have looked out and ascertained if ho faced toward the east. Now one would think it an easy matter to pr?vo that all these things are not signs ; but it is not so, because so many people testify in their favor. Yet there is a necessity for this proof, for the trouble borrowed on account of " signs" has been the cause of death in many a household ; and when we think of the weary, wan faces j which flushed at every "sign," and i then suddenly droppeit out of life's pathway, we begin to hate superstition with keen intensity. Still their lives ! proved the signs to bo true, as the J monomaniac who thinks ho has coni sumption is sure to dio of it. Here, 1 again, the weight of the evidence is on j the side of superstition. Now we np1 peal through this mere suggestion of the subject, to all readers, are these 1 signs we talk of every day, true? or are they not true ? Who can prof, either proposition ? The Murderers' I'lea of Insanity. The public have often been asked to ' believe that sane men do not commit murders, and ingenious counsel have repeatedly saved their clients from the infliction of the extreme penalty of the ' * i-i. :? a.. ?i ?r law uy inierposinK mc i?r? <.i mauiuj at the outset of the criminal proceodi ings, and by holding steadily to that 1 plea through all the successive steps of 1; exception, appeal, re-argument, re-trial, j and petitions for the exercise of Exccu ! tivo clemency. These efforts are too 1 often crowned with success. Several instances of the kind have occurred during the past two or three years, and ! the men whose deeds of blood should have consigned them to the gallows, i are pursuing their avocations unmo1J lested by the law, and apparently as sane as those with whom they daily ' | come in contact. The pica of insanity having been accepted by a jury as a 1 condoncment for murder, the murderer [ walks abroad, though declared to have I been out of his mind, and lie afterward remains at liberty, to repeat his crime at any moment when lie pleases to do so. The law which suffers this wrong to 1 I exist needs immediate amendment. Tt is essential to the well-being of society 1 that sufficient safeguards for human ! | life bo provided by the act of the IcgisI lntive authority; and the constant multiplication of murders, followed by the ' j interposition of the usual plea of insanity and consequent irresponsibility, > : proves that the danger of our present > methods is not to be regarded lightly, j A simple amendment of tiie law of homi' cide would meet and conquer the dilfi1 culty. If, in a capital case, the prisoner interposes the defence of insanity, ' the iurv. if they acquit on that ground, ? should be required to bring in a special ' verdict announcing the fact; and if I he murderer be absolved from the death ^ penalty for that reason, the Court should be empowered to restrain him thenceforth. With consequences thus punitory and restraining, the olca of : temporary aberration would cease to lie effective for the final release of the criminal. Escaping the gallows, he would be compelled to pass the remain' der of his days in strict confinement ' within the wails of a Lunatic Asylum; the community would no longer be in terror of a repetition of his bloody ' work ; the majesty of the law would be ' vindicated; and the dangerous classes ' would pause before incurring the sori1 ons risk of a punishment only one dc* 11 il.-i .1 -.11. gree less torrinie man unu or uenui. i. _ , | A Pcorin man arose tho morning after a storm and found his dog kennel buried ' under a drift as high as a church. He ! worked for half an hour to dig his dog r out, and then went down town and told his clerks what ho had dune, adding, f"A merciful man is merciful to his beasts." But after he Bhd left home , i the neighbors saw his wife and daughi ter shoveling paths through the snow, [ and carrying in coal. Growing: Old. The departure of youth manifests il self as unmistakably in the habitudes c the mind as in the gray hair and failin strength. In youth, we live in the fi ture. We see visions and dream dreamt We build castles of enchantment, whic we furnish and people with a vivid iq: agination. We picture the fairest bridt the fastest friends, aud the most flower of pathways. Alas ! how does exper ence disappoint us, and show us th vanity of human wishes, as we find on idol after another rudely shattered c wiselv withheld ! Our thoughts areno' mainly in the past, and we are busk with memories than with hopes. W dream not bo much of conquests to h achieved as of the golden opportunitie now passed beyond recall, of the ric treasures of time and talents wo hav wasted. Wo think less of our men companions and the favorable imprei sions wo make than wo do of the coi temporaries who are one after the oth( passing away from us ; less of our coi quests in love, now that smiles ai scarcer than kisses were then, than < somo whom we have slighted in tin olden time. Have we ever noticed, i forming one of an assembly of peop] in our youth, how every one seeme mature compared with ourselves ? Nor when we look around us, how great] do the young seem to preponderate ! When wo remember the rose-tint < romance with which the freshness an vividness of every n*w impression tinge our early days, and now find that exi tcnce is no longer a dream, buta realit; and that there is so little to look fo ward to, is it any wonder Uiat we cast lingering look behind? 1'lie charact< of our life is fixed, and our oscupatioi and associations promise to be in tl future very much what they are noi Do wo notice how much more rapid each succeeding year seems to pai away ? Cannot wo remember how, j our childhood, the term of a year a] peared interminable, and we thought v could compress into that great spa< almost any amount of work and pla\ But as we get older, how is it that, wil all our industry, time seems too sho for the work we take in hand? We b come so engrossed, that holy-days ar holidays are alike invaded; and aft all is done, how much is left unfinished how many schemes remain untried " It is the solemn thought connect* with middle life," says the late eloque F. W. Robertson, "that life's last bin ness is begun in earnest; and it is the midway between the eradlo and tJ gi Aro, that a man begins to marvel th lie let the days of yonUi go by SO hfi enjoyed. It is the pensive autumn fe< ing, it is the sensation of half sadne that we experience when the longe day of the year is past, and every di that follows is shorter, and the lig fainter, and the feebler shadows t< that nature is hastening with gigant footsteps to her wintry grave. So do man look back upon his youth. Win the first gray hairs become visible,win the unwelcome truth fastens itself ftp* the mind that a man is no longer goii up hill, but down, and that the sun always westering, he looks back < things behind. When we were childre we thought as children. But now the lies before us manhood, with its carne work, and then old age, and then tl grave, and theajhomc. There is a sc ond youth for man, better and Jioli > ? i '? 1 . Ml 1 - tluin Ills nrsr, 11 lie will iook uu, iu not back."?Tins ley's Magazine. Taste In Dicrs. It is well to follow the mandates Dame Fashion to a certain extent, wlu they are not injurious to health absolutely opposed to good taste, does not show good sense to persist wearing garments so old-fashioned to attract attention ; neither is it sen! ble or in good taste to adopt the e tremo of a fashion, especially if tli fashion is, to say the least, of doubtf beauty. For-example, many ladies a apparently unconscious of the ridicu to which they expose themselves 1 their absurd use of monstrous panier This addition to dress can scarcely 1 called " a thing of beauty" in itse and when affixed in its appointed pin it sometimes produces a most ludicroi effect, and often positively deforms tl human figure. Why can not ludies really good taste show it by followii fashion in such moderation that tin can be distinguished from those wh destitute of taste themselves, are fore* blindly to adopt evervstyle, or to folk 1 the dictates of their dress maker.' 1 Especially for the street Rhould su I !<? /liennt-.ln.l HI will Willi rusiiuurn i?u uiiiviMMVM .?> ..... our conspicuous. A true lady nev desires to attract the gaze of rude cy in public plnee?. Professional Experts. The Saturday>/ Jtcvirw, in an artic upon the professional experts who tf tify upon questions of insanity, us the following forcible language: " j is often said that lunacy is sprcadin We do not know how that may be ; b 1 at any rate there is one form of insani which is evidently getting worse ni worse, and that is the morbid dolnsio ! of the mad doctors themselves. Th | seem to be very much in the positic-n j the poor gentleman who thought tli ' all the people in the world were m ' | except himself. There is nothi which their morbid and distemper i > imaginations will not pervert into e 11 dence of raging lunacy. Their condr betrays all the familiar indications mental disorder?suspiciousness, broc . ing over one idea, violent language, < aggerated expressions, repetitions unmeaning phrases. It is time perha that the weapons which they use agaii 11 the pence and order of society should I turned against themselves. If n gra ; commission dc lunatico were held on t . experts, their evidence against en j other would probably &e sufficient i justify their ull being locked up out j the way. A Newfoundland dog not long sic placed himself between his maste j child and the opeil grate toward whi it was crawling in Nashua, N. H., a remaiuded there, though scorched a J blistered, until persons came into t room and rescued the child. And son body poisoned (hat dog the other di % Making Honest Politicians. k- A great many people, both men and * if women, profess to have a " perfect horg ror of politics." They look upon the ! i- modes by which government is carried ' ?. on as a game in the hands of .shrewd, A h unscrupulous, daring men, who have dig i- little regard for tenth, honesty, or the giv i, real prosperity af the country, but who fro y are impelled by love of lucre, of posi- / i- tion and power. It is common to hear of ] e politics spoken of as a Serbonian bog, fro e in which every man must bo mired who it > >r attempts to reach greatness through ( w that highway. Qf , ;r Now wo hold, and we think the jus- gjj 'e tice of our position can be established, jQ ( >e that every man and every woman in the , >s republic is responsible to- a greater or . h less extent for corruption in politics. '.ie? e And more, that it is the duty of every "e< y individual to have a hand in this matter 8ta s- of purifying politics. How is it to be 1 i- done? In the first place, "laying the cov ;r ax at the root of the treeby begin- bol i- ning at the cradle to inculcate lessons am :e of truth, of honesty, civil and social, thf )f and of Christian charity, which is 1 it " Peace on earth and good will to men." no( n It is a common saying, we have heard it tio le a thousand times in Fourth of July and tin id similar orations, that the Bible is the inf v, corner-stone of this Republic. We all f ly believe this to be so, but how do we act cjj, in reference to this connection ? How ]eE jf many parents, taking this book as the na| id rule of moral action, diligently instruct j ^ >d tlieir children in its teachings in order s- that they may become good citizens. .J y, How mauy take pains to cultivate in their r- offspring the love, for its own intrinsic fy a excellence, of that which is absolutely jr pure and just and true? How mauy ?u is tedch them when tempted to go astray ie to reply, "How can I do this great wick- 1 v. edness and sin against God ?" There is a)l ly in every man's house a perfect antidote "C ?8 to this cormption in politics which is so he in much prated about. Did Joseph in hk p- Egypt attain and retain his eminence at ! cal re the Court of Pharaoh by bribery and ! ;e chicanery ? His story is full of lessons lef ' ? of political wisdom and sagacity, of tin th truth and honesty, of high capacity and su rt incorruptible integrity, of all the ele- wc c- ments that mako statesmen great. Was pl< id it by trickery that Daniel became third er ruler in Belshazzar's kingdom, and first g? [1, of the three Presidents in the reign of ?0 [ ? Darius ? co, ?d The ignorance of men and women and ?< i ?t children, nominally Christian, of a great ii- many characters and events portrayed jja n, in the Sacred Scriptures, is simply deplornblo. You oounut find a carpenter at without his rule in his pocket, you will ' ilf never catch a stone-mason without his thi >}. line or plummet, a railroad contractor th ss without maps and charts somewhere an st about him, an editor without his news- 8,1 xv paper, but how often do we meet men Pa lit and women, nominally honest, about an >11 whom wc can find no trace of this abso;ic lute line of moral action, this plummet es of Divine rectitude, this title-deed to ha ;n everlasting inheritance, but must take 118 ?n it for granted that they have got it ,n stowed away in some secret pocket. As a i xg long as we have a Government there wi is must be men to administer it, and it is be xn for the interest of everybody that these co u men be honest; it is in the power of lo1 re every father and mother in the land to toi At contribute to this result. sit Ixe Instead of keeping out of politics let in< iC_ every man act Ijis part in it well and tei er honestly, and do what he can to make co 1(1 others conduct in the same manner, let sa; him train his sons to imitate the demigods of this nation?Washington, and j > Jefferson, and Patrick Henry, and Chief ' j Justice Marshall, and John Jay?men I q. . wlinsn social ami political lives were | ,n equally stainless. nr Men and women of high virtue are no # ' more the result of an accident than the jn I raising of eighty bushels of shelled corn P? as ! to the acre is an accident. Miracles do ^ not happen in this nineteenth century. x_ The seed that was sown in good ground I aj? brought forth abundautly ; that ground j afl had been carefully prepared ; it was not ; ro hard like the wayside, weedy or withj0 out depth of earth, but mellow, moist, \<4? ' pulverized, and fertilized. Thus with *K * moral soil. Our greatest divines, our I)e 1^ noblest statesmen, our most eminent jl? philosophers and scientists,- are the "1! ^ blossoms of generations of culture and i110 ?? intelligence, of morality and virtue. 8a. is | nn lie | th ?' Remains of Aztec Civilization. 44 ] ey The Tulare (Cal.) Time* of January na o, 11 has the subjoined sketch :? i {]n sd p. D. Green informs us that in the ,w vicinity of Tehochipi there are numer- | jn ' ? ous and varied remains and evidences p'? of ancient Aztec civilization. There ( ?r 1 are on tlie sides of the hills, running f0 or: in different directions, well defined ,if cs aqueducts and ditches. The soil is a m j firm cement, which does not wash away. s., In these ditches, there are giant oak trees growing, ns largo and evidently as i w< old as those of the surrounding forests, '1? showing that the ditches must have been jjj >s" constructed hundreds and, perhaps, j thousands of years ago. W( If One of these leads to a silver benring p. ledge on which shafts had been sunk, "t and from the bottom of which shaft- 1 Hr ty driftsninindifTerentdirections,showing J" t>d that tho aborigines had mined for the Gi 11s precious metal in the days of old. This " ev old mine was rediscovered by the Nar- se of beau brothers, known in this vicinitv, id "it who worked for a considerable time in id and fr^m the self-same shafts first sunk ?i' OR by the ancient inhabitants of this Con- is ?d tinent. The lode did not prove as rich te ri- ns it was hoped it would, and the Nar- a< ict beau brothers finally abandoned it. In | of running a water ditch through this re- ; p* 'd- gion Green once had occasion to remove in sx- a venerable oak tree. th of In taking away the roots he observed to ps : that immediately under where the tree iflt had stood tho soil was different from ti< be the cement surrounding?that it partook te nd of the nature of vegetable mould and ec he debris, being very soft and easliy peno- h; ch j trated. Following down, an ancient d< tn oift oarUv traced, and on removing b1 of the debris was moBt clearly defined, the I ci ! walls remaining perpendicular, intact I g< | aud solid. At tlie bottom of this shaft | tl ice I the skeleton of a man was found, imme- | tl r's | diately underneath and covered by a T ch pile of ashes, remaining from some ei nd ancient fire. ' The tree growing over tl nd this shaft was evidently hundreds of i pi he ; vears old, showing that the excavation m ie- : had been made long centuries before ti ty. | the advent of the Spaniards. d 11C1I13 UI AlllCiVOl* )es Moines, la., has got a secondid street car, and is looking out for opportunity to buy a track that will it at auction. l patriotic Bostonian is deeply innant because nobody in Detroit will e him a dollar for a* genuine sword m Bunker Hill. in infant child of Mr. James Wood, Lansingbuxg, N. Y., died last week m the bite of a rat, inflicted while vas sleeping in its cradle. Charleston papers itemize a resident that citv who has actually read the )le all through. He did it for a bet, a little over two flays and a half. L Wisconsin man who lately fell idforemost into a well forty-six feet ;p with three feet of water in it, and yed there an hour, is getting well, die Elizabeth Herald, thinks an aged lple of that city odd because they ore ;n well educated, both get drunk, x- u? 1 allow tneir pigs ana neuo wuic m ) same room with them. Che question is being debated, "Why t have Old Men's Christian Associans?" That's so. Old men someles stand more in need of controlling luences than young men. Sydney Smith once commenced a irity sermon by saying: "Benevoice is a sentiment common to human ture. A never sees B in distress thout asking C to relieve him." 1 Baltimorean who was refused a flit's lodging in a station-house the ler evening immediately secured 3 desired accommodation by going t and throwing bricks at a railway in. SVhat a glorious thing it would be if women were rich. Now there is that h Ohio woman who cheerfully pays r little $50 fine every time she feels e beating the unfortunate man she ils husband. \ fond husband in Michigan lately t a will bequeathing to his widow ? rope with which he had committed icide ; feeling, perhaps, that nothing iuld be likely to inspire her with jasanter associations. When Lee met Meade on the Palm nday of 1865, near Appomattox mrt House, he said with trivalty so mmon, amid crushing misfortune, Why, Meade, what are you doing ^ th gray in your beard ?" " You have ve a good deal to do with it,"retorted i conqueror willt a short lnugb. [lormany proposes a school reform in e matter of using slates. It is urged at they are noisy, hurtful to the eyes, d help to form a bud handwriting. A bstitute is proposed?au elastic, light, per affair, on which ink can be used, (1 from which it cau be removed eas. That is good, so far, but can the k also be easily removed from tlio nds and clothes of the unskilled little crs? A. hint: A Hartford toper appealed to nerchant of that city for the wherethai to buy a drink. The merchant, ing a temperance man, could not mply with his request; but the feliv's imploring manner and condition uched him. " Well," said the peritent fellow, "if you can't give it to ;, couldn't you lend that gentleman a cents ( pointing to a clerk, and he old give it to me." It is needless to y that the chap got his ten cents. A Canadian farmer has devised a lew dge. He took a load of very poor y to the residence of a gentleman in tawa, and unformed that gentlcin's wife that ho hud been directed to ive the hay in the yard and receive mi her 820 in payment. ?Sho snpsedit was all right; but the husband,on j return, was disgusted to find that he d a load of hay that he did not want d had never ordered, and that his fe had paid for it three times as much it was worth. Henry Boykin, colored, of Columbus, es not rejoice in the best of reputauis. His evidence in Court was ini? ached, and several negroes swore that had an immense quantity of truth in in, as he never let any out. Ono gro said he had heard another negro y he was "tlio grandest of liars;" other, that " he wouldn't trust him e width of his door;" another, that lie was the liar of Georgia ;" another, at "his reputation for falsehood was tional;" another, that " he was a'fore ,y coon liar." Routine and tape (red) areaspredomnnt in Halifax, N. S., as elsewhere. A iy of that city desired the removal of dead cat. Upon inquiry, she was in1 11 4 -1- - ?*l?n (tnm'np n 1 - rracci mai Hue muai im ???v ? 'rninu of the ward, who would tell the ayor, who would tell the health incetor, who would tell a policeman, 10 would tell the dead-cat man, who mid come and carry away the animal! 1 this would take time, and possibly e cat still remains upon the premises, would have been easier for the poor jman to have buried it at once. Mrs. Sherman, the female p(Auer ider sentence of death in New Haven til, has been visited by the Ilev. Mr. oodsell, who reports that she appears to be a person born with no moral nse whatever, with not the slightest ea of right and wrong, and yet not to ) a person of loose habits, deep paeons, or of libidinous tendencies." It hard to believe that a person with inllect enongh to conceive the idea of Iministering poison, and with shrewd;Ss enough to conceal for a time this irticular crime, can oe mjuuj; ucuucu. moral sense. If she did not know iat the deed was evil why did she try [ hide it ? A novel invention is now on exhibion in San Francisco, by which an innse heat may be obtained at a trifling >st. It consists of burning streams of pdrogen and oxygen gases, by which a ?gree of heat is produced unattainable y ordinary means. It is in the appli* ition of the principle of the oxy-hyaro?n flame* and the manner of eliminating le hydrogen from disintegrated steam iat the value of the invention consists, he inventor has for many years been igaged upon the problem of utilizing to hydrogen contained in water, ana reducing a heat that should bo the tost intense known, and at the same me not exceed in cost the heat-pro* ucers now in use. - -