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Having heretofore carried on nothing but First-Class Hair Dressing Saloons, he expects to give entire satisfaction to all. 9Childten and Ladies' Hair neatly cut and shampooed. JOSEPH WEBBER. v3n33tf. RE OPENED ! 2g FRAIYKI.ITV MARKET!! J. R. HERREN, Prop'r, HAS AGAIN OPENED THIS FORMER ly popular market, and keeps the best and freshest meats that the market affords, at the OLD PRICES ! Cash paid for Chickens at all times. v7n39tf. METROPOLIS HOTEL. CORNER FRONT AND SALMON STREETS PORTLAND, OREGON. This New and Elegant Hotel, with New Furni ture throughout, IS NOW OPEN TO THE PUBLIC. Bath room for the accommodation of guests. FREE COACH TO THE HOUSE. fSg-COUK AHD SEE Eg.-gL J. B. SPRENGER. ... . Proprietor GEO. W GRAY, D. X). S. Graduate of tbe Cincinnati Den . tal College, Makes Several New and Improved Styles of Plates for Artificial Teeth. Also does all work in the line of his profession in the best and most approved method and at as reasonable rates as can be had elsewhere. Ni trous oxide administered lor the painless ex traction of teeth if desired. Office in Parrish's Brick Block np-stairs. Residence, first house south of ; Congregational Church, fronting on Court House block. v7nl7vl. OMETHING NEW IN DENTISTRY ! DR. E. O. SMITH, DEHTTIST, HAS LOCATED IN ALBANY and has tbe new invention in Dlate work, which O vhuu .lUIUUt VUVVrillg the whole roof, as heretofore. It gives the wearer the free nse of the tongue to the roof of tbe month in talking and tasting. . It is the Smith A Purvine patent. -Teeth extracted without pain. Plates mended, whether broken or divided. Offiee over TurreH's Store. v7n45tf. inserttDfP teeth in thm mAnl .S.I...... : THE DON'S VENGEANCE. A Tale of the Seventeenth Cen tury. 1 The bedroom occupied by Madame de Merret at La Bretecho was on tie ground floor. A little closet, about tour feet deep, let into the wall, served for her wardrobe. For three months before the evening the events of which I am going to relate, Bhe bad been seriously indisposed, and her husband had accordingly slept , in a chamber on the first door. By one of those accidents which it is impos sible to foresee, he returned on the evening in question two hours later than usual from the Club which he frequented. His wife thought that be had come in long before and gone to bed, and that he was asleep. But the invasion of Franco bad been the sub ject of an animated discussion; the game of billiards had been exciting, and he had lost forty francs an enor mous sum at Vendome, where every body lays his money by, and where the habits of the people are contained within the bounds ot a praiseworthy moderation the source, perhaps, of a real happiness undreamed of by any Parisian. For some time past M. de Merret had conteuted himself with asking Rosalie il his wife bad gone to bed, and alter the girl's answer, which was invariably in the affirmative, be had retired at once to bis chamber. But this time it occurred to him to go into Madame de Merret's room to f ive her an account of his ill-luck. nstead of calling Rosalie, who was at this moment in the kitchen, looking on while cook and coachman played a difficult hand at hruijut, M. de Mer ret set down his hand-lamp on the bottom step of the staircase, and walked by its light towards his wife's room. His 6tep was not difficult to recognize as it echoed along the cor ridor. As he turned the handle he thought he hoard some one close the door of the closet; when, however, he entered, Madame de Merret was alone, standing before the fire place Tbe husband, in his simplicity, thought at first that Rosalie was in the closet; but when he looked at bis wife he found in her eyes an indiscribable trouble and dismay. "You are very late," she said. Her voice, generally so pure and sweet, seemed to him to be slightly altered in its tone. M. de Merret did not answer, for just at this moment Rosalie entered. This revelation struck him like a thunderboldt. He began to walk up and down tbe room between the windows at a uniform pace, bis arms folded before him. "Have yon had anything to annoy yon, or are yon unwell?'' bin wife ask ed bim, timidly, while Rosalie un dressed her. He was still silent. "Leave me," said Madame de Mer ret to her maid; "I will curl my hair myself." The expression of her husband's face told ber to prepare for some mis fortune, and she wished to be alone with him. When Rosalie was gone, for she remained some instants in the corridor, M- de Merret took a seat in front of bis wife, and said, coldly: ''Madame, there is some one your dressing-closet." She looked at her husband calmly, and said, with an air of simplicity : "No, monsieur." This "no" dumbfounded M. de Mer ret. He did not believe it; and yet never had his wife appeared to him more dignified and innocent than at this moment. He rose to open the closet, but Mme. de Merret took his hand, held him back, and looked at him sadly, saying to him in a tone of peculiar emotion: "If yon find one, remember that all will be over between us." The incredible dignity of bis wife's attitude created in him a profound sentiment of esteem for her, and in spired him with a sudden resolution. "Then, Josephine, I will not open that door. In either case we should be separated forever. Listen to me ! I know all the purity of your soul ; I know that tbe life you lead is relig ious ; and you would not be guilty of a deadly sin to save your life. At these words, Mme. de Merret looked at her husband with haggard eyes. "See, here is your crucifix," he went on. "Swear to me before God that there is no one there; I will believe yon I will never open that door." Madame de Merret took the cruci fix and said : "I swear it." "Louder," said her husband, "and repeat my words; 'I swear before God that there is no one in the closet.'" She repeated the oath without a sign ot disquietude. "It is well," said M. de Merret coldly, and, after a moment's silence: "You have a very pretty crucifix there, which I have not seen," he said as he examined tbe crucifix. It was of ebony, inlaid with silver, and the work showed great artistic merit. "I picked it up at Duivier's; he bought it of a Spanish monk, when the prisoners passed through Ven dome last year." "Oh!" said M. de Merret, banging up the crucifix upon its nail. He rang the bell. Rosalie did not keep him waiting. He went hastily to meet her, took ber into the em brasure of the window which looked out upon the garden, and said to her in a low voice : "I know that Gorenflont wishes to marry you, and it is only poverty that prevents yon from settling down ; yon have told him that yon will not be bis wife nntil he has made himself master mason. Well, go and find him, and tell him to come here with his trowel and the rest of his tools. Take care not to awaken anybody else in the house bis fortune shall be more tban you can wish. Whatever you do, keep your tongue quiet as yon go out, otherwise " ; He knit his brow; Rosalie was go ing oft", but he called, her back. ? r ' "Stop," he said, "take my key." He went to the door which open ed on the corridor, and called loudly, "Jean." Jean, who was his coachman and his confidential servant, left his game of brisqite, and came to him. "You must all go to bed," said his master, at the same time making a sign to him to come nearer. And then ho added, in a low voice: "When they are all asleep asleep, you understand coino down stairs and let mo know." M. de Merret, who had never lost sight of his wife while he gave his or ders, retueued quietly to her as sho sat before the fire, and began to tell her about the game of billiards and the discussion at the Club; and when Rosalie came back she found the two conversing together very amicably. M. de Merret had lately had the ceil ings throughout tho reception rooms on the ground floor repaired. Piaster is a rare comodity at Vendome, and its price is considerably increased by the necessity of conveying it from a distance; he had accordingly got in a large stock, knowing that he would always find plenty of purchasers for what remained. This circumstance suggested the plan which ho now put into execution. "Gorenflot is here, monsieur," said Rosalie, in a low voico. "Tell him to come in," answered the Count, in his natural tone. A slight pallor came over Madame de Merret's face when sho saw the mason. "Gorenflot," said the husband, "go and fetch some bricks from tho coach house enough to build up the door of the closet. You can use tho rest of the plaster I had in tho coat over the wall." Then drawing Rosalie and the workman aside: "Listen, Gorneflot," he said, in a low voice, "you will sleep here to night. To-morrow morning you shall have a passport, with which you can go to a foreign country, to a town which I will direct you to. I will give you six thousand francs for the jovruey. You will stay there ten years. If you don't like tho town I choose, you can change it for auolber, but it must be in the same country. You will pass through Paris, where you must wait for me. I will meet you you there and execute a deed by which another six thousand w ill be secured to you ou your return to France, provided you have fulfilled on your 1art, the conditions of our bargain. u return for this you must preserve profound secrecy with regard to all that you have to do to-night. As for you. Rosalie, I will give you ten thou sand franc, to be paid to you on your wedding day; but if you wish to mar ry you must be silent, otherwise no portion." "Rosalie," said Madame de Merret, "come and dress my hair." Her husband walked calmly up and don, watching the door, tbe mason and his wife, without, however, in sulting ber by any sign of suspicion. Gorenflot could not avoid making a noise, and Mme. de Merret took ad vantage of the moment when Goren flot threw down his load of bricks, and ber husband was at the other end of the room, to say to Rosalie : "A thousand francs a year if you can manage to tell Goreufolt to leave a crevice at the bottom." Then she said aloud, without be traying any emotion : "Go and help him." M. and Madame de Merret re mained silent during the whole time Uorenflot was walling np the door way. The silence was intentional on the husband's part, for be did not wish to give his wife the opportunity of using phrases with a double meaning; with the wife it was the result either of caution or of pride. When the wall had risen to its intended height the cunning mason, waiting for a mo ment when his employer's back was turned, struck, the tool he was using against one of tbe two windows which were let into the door, and broke the glass. Madame de Merret knew that Ro salie had spoken to Gorenflot. The three saw a man's face within dark and sad, with black hair, and eyes of nre. liefore her husband had turned round, the poor lady had time to Big nal with her lips to the man, as if to bid bim hope. At 4 o.clock, toward daybreak for it was in the month of September the mason s work was finished. He remained in the house, under the eye of Jean, while M. de Merret slept in bis wife s chamber.- The next morning, as he rose, he said, carelessly: "Ah ! I must go to the mairie for the passport." lie put on his hat, and took three steps toward the door. He then changed his intention, and took the crucifix with him. His wife trembled with delight. "He is going to Duviver," she tnougnt. . As soon as ber husband hd gone out, Madame de Merret rang for Ro salie, and then, in a wild voice : "The pickax 1 the pickax !" she cried, "and to workl I saw yesterday how Gorenflot set about it; we shall have time to make an outlet and block it up again." In an instant Rosalie brought a kind of chopper to her mistress, who, with inconceivable energy, undertook tne task ot pulling down the wall.- She had already displaced some of tne bricks, when, just as she was gath ering her strength to apply a more vigorous blow, she saw M. de Merret behind her. She fainted. "Place madam upon ber bed," he saia coiaiy. ...... Foreseeing what would; happen during his absence, he had set a trap for his wife. He had simply written to the mairie, and sent a messenger for Duvivier. The jeweler arrived just after order had been . restored in the room. ., ; . ; ,.v , "Duviver," -asked M. de Merret, "you bought some crucifixes from the Spaniards who passed through Ven dome, did yoo not ?" ; . "No, monsieur." "Thank you, that will do." ho said, darting a tiger-like look at his wifo. "Jeau" ho added, turning to his confidential servant, "you will lot mo have my meals m Madame do Mer ret's room; sho is not well, and I will not leave her until she has recovered." Tho cruel husband remained twen ty days with his wife. At first, when awful sounds came from behind tho barricade, and Josephine inndo as if sho would imploro for tho stranger dying there, ho would not allow her to utter a singlo 'word, but always said: "You havo sworn upon tho crucifix that thero is no oue there." UEAIT1F17I SK&TI.UEXT. In his admirablo speech at tho open ing of tbe great national Suuidcrfust in St. Louis, Senator Schure had tho following beautiful passage: "Music is a lauguago which cannot bo translated in words. Every one may understand it differently, but ev ery sensible man understands it cor rectly for himself. For this langu&go every one carries bis own dictionary in his own breast. In each one it calls up different thoughts and awakens different seusaliouH, but in all only good. An obsccuo picture, or an ob scene piece of sculpture may taint our fancy, but no ono has never yet learned anything bad from music and harmo ny. A melody may be accompanied by bad words, but melody itself with out tho words is innocent. Strip tho operas of Oll'enback of their text and tho music may appear meaningless, but it speaks nothing evil. Music has exalted many. It has never do based any one, neither by it has any one ever been misled into harm. It may excite the feelings, and even in flame tho passions, but only the noble. Music is tho purest and most virtuous of all aits. It lifts us from the vul gar up to the things far above us. It is the voice of the unutterable, tho color of tho invisible. Its employ ment leaves no spot, and no regret behind. In its impressions the purest sensibilities of men are purified. The music festival is therefore the noblest, purest of all popular festivals. It has drawn thousands upon thous ands to our decorated city, and into this hall. Here nobody has come for his own self benefit. Here business jealousies are silent. The voice of ftelUKhucss is dumb. The little strife of parties in church and state is here forgotten. In tho harmonious com mingling of sounds which revive the heart and lifts the soul above such vulgarity, the differences of the every day life battle do not intrude Ail that makes us discontented, and bit ter, and war-like has to-day sunk and disappeared in tbe ocean of harmony" AS IXQIEMT OX A M I'M MY. An exchange tells the following ex cellent story of a Coroner in a coun try town, who, it seems, has determin ed to make the office pay bim liberal ly for services rendered. Tho story, which we give below, is too good to keep : A gentleman brought to tbe town a mommy which he bad ' procured in Egypti inJ bo &a the Coroner heard of it he summoned a jury and held an inquest upon the mummy and decided that its "death was produced by causes unknown," and then collect ed his fee with interest from the time of the mummy's death, about three thousand years ago. Well, that same Coroner has been at it again. Last week some laborers, while digging a cellar, discovered a dozen old bones They appeared to bo the bones of a horse, but tho Coroner seized them, threw away the large ones, laid them on tbe floor in something like the shape ot a man, and held an inquest He had the same old jury that sat on the mummy, and in about ten min ntcs they banded in - a verdict that "deceased came to his death apparent ly from torpidity of the liver." Then they went for the fees and divided them. The Coroner says that bis most remarkable characteristic is his zeal, and we believe it. If anybody should bring to Wilmington a hand ful ot dirt from the banks of the Lu phrates, we believe that Coroner would rush out his jnry and declare that the said difst was tho mortal re mains of Abel, and find a verdict that it was killed by Cain with a club. And tbe way in which he would col lect fees on that dust would be fright ful. Josh Billings' advice to Young JLoctors : Hire an offiss on the main street of tbe village, and stay in the ofilss, When you do go out, always go on tbe jump. uon t never talk much on enny snbiect, but always look mistenoua Seldom go to church, but when you do, always leave befor the church duz. Charge everybody like thunder and lightning. If you pboller these rules closely, and don't suckseed, yu kan kum to the konklusion that the doctring buiznes ain't as good as it waz last year. Origin op the Kiss. It is to wine-drinking we owe the origin of the kiss, After Maecenas caught bis wife sucking his finest wines through tho bunghole of the barrel with a straw, the custom became general in Rome for the husbands to kiss the lips of tneir wives that they might discover the quality of their good ladies' stolen libations, and Uato, tho elder, recom mended this plan to the serious at tentention of all careful heads of fam ilies. Thirty-seven thousand vessels con stitute the strength of the British marine, which is more than all other nations have together. f mi i. sa i A live lizard has been found by a well-digger in' , New Market, Va., twenty-hve feet below the surface. TKUTIIFUL. SAM. A boy went to live with a man who was accounted a hard master. Ho never kept his boys ; they ran away or gave notico that they meant to quit, bo he was half the time without and in search of a boy. Tho work was not hard opening and sweeping out tho shop, sawing wood, going er rands and helping around. At last Sam Fisher went to live with him. "Sam's a good boy," his mother said. "I should liko to see a boy nowa days that had a spark of goodness in him," said tho master. It is always bad to begin with a man who has uo confidence in you ; because, do your best, you are likely to got little credit for it. However, Sam thought he would try. The wa ges were good and his moth6r want ed him to go. bam had been thero but three days, when, in sawing a cross-grained stick of wood, ho broke the saw. Ho was a Iittlo frightened. He know ho was careful, and ho knew ho was a pretty good sawyor, too, for a boy of his ago. Nevertheless tho saw broko in his hands. "And Mr. Jones will thrash you for it, said another boy who was in the wood-house with htm. "Why, I didn't mean to do it, and accidents will happen to the best of folks," said Sam, looking with a sor rowful air at the broken saw. ' "Mr. Jones never makes allowan ces," said tho other, boy. "I never saw anybody like him. That Bill Smith might havo stayed, only he jumped into a hen's nest and broke her egg, lie uareu t tell it: but Mr. Jones kept suspecting, and laid ev erything out of the way that happen ed to Bill, whether Bill was to blame or not, till Bill couldn't stand it, and wouldn't. "Did ho tell Mr. Jones about the eggs?" asked Sam. "No," said tho boy, "ho was afraid ; Mr. Jones has got such an awful tem per." "I think he had better owned np at once," said Sam. "I suspect vou'Il find it better to preach than to practice, said the boy, "I'd run away before I'd tell him ;" and so he turned ou his heel and left poor Sam all alono with tho broken saw.. j ho poor boy did not feel very comfortable or happy. He shut up tbo wood house, walked out into the garden, and then went up to his little chamber under tho caves. He w ish ed he could tell Mrs. Jones, but she was not sociable, and ho had rather not. "Oh, my God," said Sam, falling on his knees, "help me to do the thing that is right." I don't know what time it was, but when Mr. Jones came into tho house, Sam heard him. He got np, crept down stairs, and met Mr. Jones in tbe kitchen. "Sir,, said Sam, "I broke your saw, and I thought I'd come and tell you belore you saw it in tbe morning." f ...... . . -i suouia mink in the morning would be soon enough to tell of your carelessness. w by do you come down to-night?" "Dccauso 1 was alraid if 1 put it off, that I might be tempted to tell lie about it. I am sorry I broko it, but 1 tried to be careful." Mr. Jones looked at the boy from bead to foot; then, stretching out his nana, no said : "There, Sam, give mo your hand.- Miakc bands; III trust you, Sam. That's right, that's right. Go to bed boy. i ever iear, i m glad the saw broke, it shows the mettle is in you. uo to bed. Mr. Jones was fairly won. Never were there better friends after that than Sam and he. Sam thinks that justice has not been dono to Mr, Jones. If the boys had treated him honestly and "above board," he would have been a good man to live with. It was their conduct that made bim suspicious. I do not know how this is; I only knew that Sam Fisher finds Mr. Jones a kind and faithful master. A IV AWKWARD MISTAKE. A curious story was current in West-Lnd circles some years ago, The Duke of Wellington received a note which be believed emanated from the bishop of London, request ing permission "to sketch the Water loo breeches." The Duke, though both alarmed and surprised, im mediately ordered the "small clothes to be forwarded to St. James square' with the following characteristic epistle: "F. M. the Duke of Well ington presents bis compliments to the bishop of London, and is not aware that the breeches be wore on the occasion of the Battle of Water loo differ materially from many other pairs in bis grace's possession, but they are very much at the bishop s service,, and he can make any use of them he thinks proper. The bish op's consternation on receipt of tbe above with the, accompanying parcel, bad tbe eflect of inducing mm immedi ately to order bis carriage and drive to the .prime minister with this sad proof of the wreck of bis grace's mental powers, whilst the "duke on the other hand, mounted his horse and rode to the residence of the lord chancellor with a similar announcement in respect to the bish op, producing the note ho had that morning received. On a closer ex amination it was discovered that the writer was not the bishop of London, but "Miss Loudon," daughter of the great landscape gardener, and her self an artist of some celebrity, ask ing his grlce's permission to sketch, not the . "Waterloo breeches," but a clump , of trees at Starthfieldsaye, known as the "Waterloo beeches." The duke has mistaken "Loudon" for "London," the bishop's usual signature, the initials being, sin gularly enough, tbe same in both cases. Miner's JournaL (From the Jackson (Mo.) ConliboukJ A MAI!, CAHItlER WHO WAS NOT A MALK CAKItlEU. About four months since, a trim. rosy-looking boy applied to Colonel rendergrass, of the Globe Hotel, mail contractor between this place and Pcryville, for the situation of mail carrier on the route. The Colo nel, pleased with the lithe and sup ple figure of the applicant, whose avoirdupois seemed commensurate with the powers of tho ordinary pos tal horse or mule, struck the bargain, and Billy Reed (the name given by tbe youth) held up his little band swore to do all kinds of possible and impossible things with the love-letters, garden-seeds, P. Ds., etc., that might be entrusted to his care as a United States official not liable to be drafted into the army. liilly made his first trip in excel lent time. Herr Fredrichs smiled sweetly as the mail-bag came flying into bis window an hour earlier tban usual; and the Colonel, after looking at his mule's back to see that it was not rubbed, patted Billy on tbe bead and as a reward for bis industry promised to let bim sleep with the Globe's general boarder, Captain Dick Ivors, of the Court House. But this part didn't work well, for in the morning Captain Dick inform ed the landlord that he wanted bim to take that boy out of his bed, inas much as said boy slept with bis clothes on and rolled himself up into a knot, liilly also complained of Captain Dick's snoring. In conse quence, they thereafter wooed tired Mature s sweet restorer in their own separate cots. Billy continued Lis avocation for about two weeks, when he suddenly disappeared; but after a short ab sence returned to tbe mail sacks and continued on the route until last Thursday, when be again turned up missing. Hut the mail must go. Col. P. started his son Johnny, who, when near Patton, discovered the absconding Billy lislurely walking dowu the road in company with a young man. Johnny rubbed bis eyes to make sure it was liuly he saw: for since be bad last played marbles with Billy, tbe latter's per sonal appearance bad undergone a wonderful change. Instead of the black slouch bat, was a gay Dolly Yarden;the coat bad merged in a loose sack, and the breeches bad magically disappeared in the bright folds of a gingham dress, from the collar of which flashed a resplendent breastpin. In a word, Billy was herself again, a charming little maid. The story is soon told: While out riding near Perryvill a few days pre vious, she bad been discovered by ber brother. He prevailed on her to stop the "male business, and come down to Jackson with him. Wednesday night she quietly folded up her boyhood's clothes, assumed a more graceful attire, and, with ber brother, quietly stole away. She was born in Bollinger connty and was early left an orphan. Her name is Mary Jane Sherwood, aged about sixteen years, and is quite comely lass. Mr, Farmer, near Millers ville, took ber to raise; but after remaining a short time she went to live with widow v alentme Knott, whence she so mysteriously disap peared as to arouse suspicion of foul play, now happily allayed. Busi ness matters she conducted with scurpulous honesty, and her name is unattended with tbe shadow of re proach. So well did she manage her disguise, that not the slightest suspicion was entertained by any of ber real sex. A TRUTHFUL TALE WHICH READS LIKE A FICTION. The five Sacramento merchants who undertook to build a railroad through COO miles of an almost un inhabited country, over mountains and across an alkali desert, were so totally unknown to the great money world, that their project was pro nounced impracticable by engineers of reputation, testifying before legis lative committees; that it was oppos ed and ridiculed at every step by moneyed men of San Francisco; that even in their own neighborhood they were thought sure to fail, and the "Dutch Flat Swindle." as it was called, was caricatured, written down in pamphlets, abused in newspapers, spoken against by politicians, de nounced by capitalists, and for a long time held in such ill repute that it was more than a banker's character for prudence was worth to connect himself with it, even by subscribing for its stock. Nor was this all. Not only credit to be created for the enterprise against all these difficulties, but when money was raised the material for tbe road the iron, spikes, tbe tools to dig, the powder to blast, the loco motives, the cars, the machinery, evervtbing had to be shipped from New York around Capo Horn, to make ah extensive and hazardous eight months' voyage, before it could be landed in San Francisco, and bad then to be reshipped 200 miles to Sacramento by water. 1 Not a foot of the iron was laid on the road, on all tbe miles to Ogden, not a spike was driven, not a dirt cart was moved, nor a powder blast set off, that was not first brought around Cape Horn; and at every step of its progress the work depended upon the promptness with which all this material was shipped for a voyage of thousands of miles. Men too, as well as material, bad to be obtained from a great distance. Calif ornitty thinly populated, with wages very high at that time, could not supply , the force needed. La- borers were obtained irom jnow xotk, from the lower country, and finally ten thousand Chinese were brought over the Pacifio Ocean, and their patient toil completed the work. 50,000 more women thai; men is the Bay State. A mSTIXCUTINHED KES TL'CKIAN. "Wild I'at" and Ills Crimea. Tbe Louisville Ledger gives tbe following incidents in tbe life of a notfd Kentucky guerrilla horse-thief named "Wild Pat," who lately got into the clutches of the law: "Wild Pat," who gives his proper name as John McMahon, has been truly a "wild" and reckless rascal. During the war be took tbe Confed erate side and turned guerailla, and many a deed of blood and robbery was committed by bim in this dis guise. He preyed upon Union men and rebels alike, robbing, and, when necessary, murdering indiscriminate ly. His field of operations was principally in that portion of Ken tucky lying between the Louisville and Nashville Railroad and tbe Cum berland and Ohio rivers, and he is accused of more than twenty cold-! blooded murders. "Wild Pat," was captured in 18G3, tried as a murderer and guerrilla by court-martial, by order of General Walt. Wbitaker, and sentenced to be bung: but tbe cunning villain managed to escape tbe day before the one fixed for bis execution, and after the rope bad been purchased and the gallows erected. After bis escape he renewed bis work of rob bery and slaughter, and became a terror to tbe entire population in the counties on Green river, and be tween that river and tbe Cumber land. He frequently extended bis raids into Tennessee, having under bim from five to twenty men. Before the war "Wild Pat" was a horse thief, and was convicted in Lyon county of borse-stealing and sentenced to a long term in the pen itentiary, but when the boat upon which the Sheriff of that county, with Pat, took passage for Louisville, en route for Frankford penitentiary. reached Portland, Pat made bis es cape. He has been sentenced to tbe penitentiary four times, served two terms, and is now serving tbe third. V ben placed in the penitentiary be was recognized by several of the old officers of that institution. We gave tbe particulars of "Wild Pat's" daring leap from tbe cars be tween this city and Frankfort, while being taken to tbe penitentiary. He bad been permitted to enter the wa ter-closet on the car, Capt. Atkinson accompanying him and standing at the door. While the train was run ning at the rate of thirty-five miles an hour Pat hoisted tbe window and leaped out. The alarm was immedi ately given by Captain Atkinson, and Sheriff Spaulding had the train stop ped, when be and Captain Atkinson, got off and started in pursuit of tbe fugitive. After a cbase of half a mile he was captured and taken on a freight train to Frankfort and lodged in the penitentiary. He says he cut off bis shackles in the Louisville jail, while waiting the departure of the train for Frankfort, with a knife stolen off the boat upon which be was brought up from Uniontown. While on the boat he nearly succeed ed in releasing himself from tho shackles. The officers in tbe prison know tbe desperate character of "Wild Pat" and will keep a sharp eye on him. He was sentenced for mule-stealing. A GAMBLER'S FATE. A Washington correspondent of Kansas City Bulletin relates the fol lowing: Socially speaking, Washington is deserted. The beautiful lions who flit, not like swallows, toward the Summer, but away from it, have sought the mountains and the cool spray of the beach. The blinds of the great drawing rooms are closed, and no more upon the pavement comes tbe soft rustle of trailing raiment, the patter of French heels, the gleam of jewels and the glitter of eyes brighter yet. The gambling dens are closed too the great army who delight much to gamble on the green, have gone to fresher pastures. And now I must tell you a sad story that came to us from a little golden-haired maiden that we caught on the same mission as ourselves a vis it to the Senator from Ohio. She had come to Washington with her father some six months since, and been living in very pleas ant quarters sustained by his exer tions as a correspondent they had been of large wealth before the war, and what were his companions then, now serve him as news-furnishers. Within the last few weeks 'only of late, mind you,' said the lady with the red lips and dewy eyes bills had poured in upon them, which her father seemed unable to meet, . and one by one she had given bim the jeweled relics of her former luxury just for a day, you know, till he got the money those ugly newspaper men owed him." The night before he bad failed to come borne at the usual hour, and after waiting wearily till past .piid night, the little lady sought her pil low, and found there a note and left there many hot tears. The , note stated simply that her father was in great trouble, and must be away for many days, and referring her to a Senator who had been very kind to them, for assistance. A note to bim had sketched a direr , tale; the 'trouble' was gambling, and the many days absence meant eternity, brought with a few grains of arsenic. It is a common story and a true one; but I pray God I may never know such a low wail of suffering as stole from the adjoining room, when the kind-hearted Senator broke the sad news or see again the look- of dazed horror that had driven the sunlight from her dewy eyes when she came trembling out. It is pleasant, to know that she will be well cared for; but I wist that that laugbingt girl hood will never lie so sweetly again upon the fair face of thia Little Nell. From the 8. P. Chronicle. . IXCEXDIARIAM. A Dagtardly Reeklcttftuesft of Hu man Life. Yesterday morning at half past 3 o'clock officers Brenard and McCaf rey were on Market street, opposite Third, when they observed a very pe culiar and flickering light in Manning & Corbyc's saloon, known as " The Parlor," at 720 Market street. They crossed the street, and looked into the saloon saw a fire in several places. They tried to get into the saloon and found that the door had been locked inside, and braced with a piece of wood, and that a piece of cloth had been stuffed in the key bole to pre clude the possibility of detection by that means. After several hard pushes the door gave way and the officers entered. A!f ODOR OF KEEOSEXE OIL Pervaded the whole place, and fires were burning aU around the room. The officers extinguished the flames without much difficulty, and then en tered into an investigation of the premises. They found that fires had been kindled in eight different places in the card-room, behind the coun ter, under a stairway, where a gas meter stood, and in several oilier places on the premises. They also found that the carpets were saturated with kerosene oil; that the walls were covered with it in various places, and that a large quantity had been thrown on the billiard tables, the covering on the same being damp from the oil. Sergeant Ward arrived soon after, and, after hearing the facts, started to Jessie street, between Third and Fourth streets, and A E RESTED HARRY W. CORBYJT, One of the proprietors, and charged him with arson. Corbyn was tbe part ner who bad charge of the saloon during Sunday night and up to a couple of hours previous to the dis covery by the officers. It is said there is evidence of a conclusive nature pointing to him as the incendiary. The property was insured for S3,000 in tbe Scottish and the State Invest ment Companies. Corbyn is a broth er of Sheridan Corbyn, and both were at times connected with melodious in this city as managers. A HEX 10 US CRIME. Tbe discovery of the attempt to burn the place was most providential. The building in which the saloon is located is three stories high, and in the upper stories twenty-three persons were sleeping. Had the fire even gained a headway, the only mode of escape by doors would have been cut off, and if any of the lodgers escaped with their lives it would have been by the merest chance. The examination of Corbyn will take place to-day, when the full details of the crime will probably be made public. Since his arrest it has been ascertained that Corbyn was in charge of the 6aloon up to the time of its closing, and he theu left through a back out let; and it is believed he left rather hurriedly, as a rear door was left open. A CLERICAL JOKER. Tbe late Elder John Smith, of Kentucky, who died recantly at an advanced age, was one of the most eccentric wits south of the Ohio riv er a true gentleman. He was fa miliarly known throughout Kentucky as "Raccoon Smith." While still in the Baptist ministry, and attending one of tbe annual meetings of that body, a tall, lank, green specimen of humanity presented himself before tbe association as a candidate for the ministry. He was not regarded a3 being of entirely sound mind, and labored under the ballucation that be was especially "called to preach,", and kept constantly importuning the association to grant bim the necessary license. In addition to bis partially unbalanced mind, young Meeks wa3 the possessor of as huge and un gainly a pair of feet as ever trod shoe leather. Tired of bis importunities, and not being disposed to grant the license, the association banded bim : over to Smith, with instructions to make an end of the case; and be tween them took place the following conversation: Smith So Brother Meeks, you think you have a special call to preach? Meeks Yes, the Lord has called me to the work, but the association refuses me the license. Smith How do vou know you are called? Meeks Know it! I feel it in my heart of hearts. I want my license Smith Do you believe the Bible,V Brother Meeks? Meeks Certainly I do every word of it. v i Smith If I can prove by the Bible that you are not called to preach, will you be satisfied to drop the mat- '. ter and not further importune the association for a license? -t Brother Meeks assented to this, and iiaccoon birnm aenoeraiety opened the New Testament at Ro mans X., 15t and in a grave tone ; read: ; "How beautiful are the feet . of them who preach the Gospel of , peace," etc. Then glancing at Meeks large flat feet, he remarked: "You see, Brother Meeks, that the feet of the preacher are beautiful. You, sir, have the most monstrously . ugly feet of any man in the State of Kentucky; therefore, by this Bible, it is clear you have not been especial ly called. . - As Smith finished his remarks, the entire association went off in a par-? , oxysm of laughter; and Meeks, real ly concluding that he. had not been "called," bolted from the meeting house, end never after annoyed' the. association for a license. ( ; - ' A Connecticut matron, past sixty years of age, is defended in a divjfrca suit brought by ber liege lord on, 'tho ground ' of encouraging improper attentions from a gay gallant of 70.