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ALBANY, OREGON. , ' OFFICE ."Two doors north t)f Conner's Bank. vOnlltf. . J. W. BALDWW, ATTORNEY & COUNSELOR AT LAW, W1U practice In all the Court in the 2d. 3d , and 4th Judicial District t In the Supreme . Court of OreRon, and In the United States Dis trict and Circuit Court. OIHoe up-stairs in front mom in Parriati'- brick block, First St., Albany, Oregon- v8nlttyL GEO. R. HELM, i ATTORNEY AND COUNSELOR AT LAYM TTill practice in all the Courts of this Slate. OFFICE: ALBANY, OREGON. , Nor. 11, 1870. j - ST. CHARLES HOTEL, CORNER FRONT AND WASHINGTON STS., ALBANT, OHEOON. f!. S. DUBOIS. PROPRIETOR. This bouse s the nost eommodioui In the -rHy. Tablo supplied with the best tbe piarket it lords. Free coach to the house. Safe for ,.tutlea. Office of Corvallla Stage Company. - V8u20lf. . FRANKLIN 1EAT MARKET ! J. B. HEBREST, Prop. 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ALBANY BATH HOUSE I r HE UNDERSIGNED WOULD RESPECT fally inform the eltlsens of Albany and rl iaity that he has Uken charge of thia Establish ment, aad, by keeping alean rooms and paying triet attention to business, eipecU to suit all aoaa who may favor him w.lh their patronage, javiag harslofofe carried on nothing bat ' 'rirat-ClaM Hair Dreaslng Baloonn, i apeeta to give entire satiifaction to all. SVCbildiea aad Ladies' Hair neatly ent aad shampooed. JOSEPH WEBBER. , v3n33tf. DR. G. W. GRAY, ALBANY, OREGON. riCE IX PARllIBItU BRICK BIK-K, eimnl Flm an.Utl-crry streets, ((Tk m Inn s U U u cluck A. M., ad from 1 to A r. m. sidcnoe: Corner Firth and Ferry sticrts. VMlStlf, Dfifflst, VOL. IX; PANDY ELLIS IN THE CAVE OF DEATH BY, MARLINE MANLY. "So tliet's thcr way Kit Carson nailed Buck Bailey, are it? Wal, I must Bay, ye falters did good ear vice in tuet rancbe er tavern az ye call it. 1 know their town ye speak uv; been in it, an' a dirtier set o' greasers I never clapped eyes on. I've been in a tout like-what ye jest tore about, but our numbers war more even, an we had titer light ter see by. But, I say, Lon, whar on'y'artli did ye git thet mark at ?" and old Ben, as be spoke, turned to l,on Carter, a noted trap per, who had been quietly rolling up ma sleeve wmie tbe otner was, speak ing, showing a long, pink mark, which we all knew was made by a wound which had never properly healed. He was the fifth of the party, while your humble servant made up the half dozen, "iioys, ' said i,on, "ye see that," pointing to the vivid mark. "Ya-as, but what made it, Lon," came from several ot the "boys. . "Camanoh," was the reply, as the trapper began pulling down the sleeve of bis greasy hunting shirt, which, from appearance, had seen good ser vice. " . ; "Ye see, boys," he resumed, after his operation was completed, and bis sleeve once more in its proper place, "ye see, I was with Pandy Ellis then, down south, and we had been kicking up a big row among the Camancb, so they were red-hot. Every Indian on the plains knows Pandy, and the Camancb they would have given nearly anything to get the old man, but, as ye all know, he is as sharp as a sleel trap, and it takes some to beat him. We wore all alone, Pandy and I, but we considered ourselves a big pile, tar the pld man himself is a whole team, and a dog under the wagon. ISut the reds did get randy at last, and thisvwas how it happened : Ye see, we were joined by a white man, who said as how he had just es caped from the Indians, who were about to torture him. I believed him; but several times Pandy be said as bow he didn't like his looks, and, as it altewards came out, the old man was right. I "However, we consented to his re maining with us, and it wasn't long be fore we regretted it, for one day at least fifty Camancb came pourin' in on ns. Ye see, we had a cave in the hills, and no one knew ofitbnt us three. "As the reds came tumbling in at the door by dozens, we beard Tom Hurst, the feller as had joinedus, give a yell of triumph and wo knew he was the traitor, but we couldn't get at him. Both of ua went to work, but I being near the door, got out, and when once in open air made a streak for cover. A dozen reds followed me, and only five oame back half an hour later, ibr ye see I made a stand and laid the others out with my shoot ing irons, which I hadn't used as yet. Them as were left they cleared out, and I sneaked- back to see what had became of Pandy. Why,'cuss me, if thefeller hadn't keptthefight up nearly half au hour, an' they were just lead ing him out with his hands bound be hind ' him when I came up. Then they began fetching out the dead, an' I counted eleven corpesea; Pandy had made it a cave ol death to them Ja manch. Well, from the. bushes I seen all this, and soon the whole crowd went down tbe hill, headina lor the Indian village. The : white renegade was with them, but he kept out ot Pandy'g sight, for the old man has a deal of power in them little eyes of his'n, and couldn't stand thcr gaze. "Although nearly a scbre of their warriors had fallen, slill tbe Camancb thought as how they had had the best of the bargain, and lied Buzzard, the chief, was highly elated as he marched with his warriors and pris oner back to the village, which was nearly ten miles away. I tell ye, boys, I bad no idea ot letting randy remain in the hands of the reds; no, not if I lost my life in trying to free him. , , "An honest-beartod man ; a true friend in time of need; a noble speci men of GotJ's handiwork; a terrible, fighter; the champion trapper and trailer on the plains; and a friend t'o all good, an enemy to all bad ; Buch a man is Pandy Ellis, and the ranger wbo would desert him deserves to be hung and quartered. "I followed the reds closely to the toot ot the hill, but when they de bauched forth upon the open plain 1 let them go, tor it would not do for me to show myself. " "Strangely enough, they had no mustangs, and this is a curious thing when in connection . With : Camancb, who always ride. I knew lied Buz zard was noted for tbe fiue steeds be bad in bis village, and the only way I could explain it was that tbey had oome on foot -during the past night, and bad not brought steeds ibr fear that their tramping might betray them and put us on tbe watch. "However, be that as It may, they were on foot, and it took them nearly half an hour to get so far out on the plain that I could hardly see them. Knowing that now there was no danger of their discovering me should I set ont, I left the trees that were npon and around the hills, and began following them. "Well, 1 won't tire ye about this, but go right on. Before darkness came on I was in a small grove of trees, about quarter of a mile from the Indian village, seated on a limb among the trees, and taking observations. I could toon tell which place the prison er wag oonfiued in, for a guard stood at the door. I kaew that there would be two of them after dark, for Pandy Ellis was a big prisoner, one not captured every day, and precau tions must be taken to guard against his escape. "Well, toys, I noted everytning about the Indian village, and when darkness came I felt sure that I could crawl about among the lodges with out losing myself. I would ruucb ratber tbe moon had stayed in, but two hours after sunset (and in the south ye know there is no twilight ; it gets dark at sunset) ehe made her appearance. I would have done my work in this two hours ot darkness only tbe Uamanclt were ail awake, eating their suppers around fires. - "But impatient as I was, I remained quiet until midnight, and then I set out on my mission. The grass waB several teet high, and so 1 bad no dif ficulty in getting into the village, al though I was nearly an hour in doing it. At last, however, I rose up be hind a lodge, and after stopping for a moment to recover my breath, 1 be gan oreepiug up from lodge to lodge, aiming for the one that I knew con tained old Pandy. Well, I soon got near it, and by nsing my peepers I oould see the shadowy form of the sentinel, who was in front ot the pris on lodge. "It faced the west, and therefore the north and part of the western side of it were in the shade, as the moon bad not yet reached her highest point. "I knew I mnst get up to that senti nel and slay him, but how I was to do it puzzled me at first. After taking in the surroundings, however, I man aged to form a plan, which I proceed ed to put into operation at once. "In ten minutes I managed to get to the side of house that was in the deepest shade, and here I lay quite for some time. Then, just as I was about to crawl forward, I faneied I heard a very slight choking sound around the side of the lodge, as though the guard in front of the door was halt coughing. All was silent, bovever, and in another moment I was around the corner of the skin lodge, crawling toward the guard, who seemed to be very sleepy, for be leaned against the door as he sat upon the ground. "Reaching a convenient place I leaped lightly forward and clasped bim by the throat. "I was about to 'smite him under the fifth rib,' when I noticed that 'he did not even shudder as I grasped bim, and then the whole truth broke in upon me. " Uie guard teat dead; tl was a corpse J teas clasping by the throat. "A look at the skins in frout of me showed- me a bole cut in them. Old Pandy had a knife ooncealed on bis person, and after freeing himself of his bonds had out a hole close by the drowsy guard's head, and from that hole dealt the death blow. It was the Indian's last gasp that I had heard. Going around the oorner I met Pan dy, and ho recognized me, although at first he took me for an Indian, It did not take ns long to form a plan by means of which we could get rid of the second guard, who was in the moonlight and could see any one crawling towards him. Pandy wait ed at the corner of the lodge, knife in band, and ten minutes afterward I oame into the Indian's sight, about thirty yards away, crawling along and not looking toward tbe prison lodge. While the guard's attention was di rected toward me, the old ranger crept up behind him and laid his hand upon the redskin's throat, and when I reached 'em tbe man was dead. Going over to the corral we selected two fine mustangs and put some bridles made out of my lasso on to them and led 'em out. "Here a new difficulty presented itself. Pandy said he wouldn't leave the village until he got his own weap ons, for lie oouldn't part with his old rifle and knife. "He bad seen Red Buzzard take them all into bis lodge, and while I sat upon one of the horses and held the other, he went over to a large lodge and orept in. "Boon I beard a loud yell, then a stunning blow. I was in the shadow of a lodge with the horses, and none of the Indians as they came out saw me; but I could see tbe chiefs lodge, and was very impatient for Pandy. The cool ouss bad knocked the chief senseless with his fist, and now, even though be knew his danger, he lit a torch and hunted until he found his things. When he oame out a yell greeted him, and Pandy he made a dash tor me. I rnsbed out with the mustangs and met bim. Mounted, we rode through tbe crowd of reds, firing our revolvers and riding tbem down. One of their bullets run along my arm and made a terrible flesh wound, but did no worse damage. Well, we got ont of the village, and the Camanch they pursued as on their mustangs, but ye see we had picked two of tbe best, and during that wild ride Pandy he knocked over four of the reds (I couldn't use only one arm so I kept quiet), and then tbe Ca manoh left us, wiser but sadder men. That's how I got that mark, boys, and Pandy he doctored it up, and we've always been friends-eversinoe;" and Lon proceeded, with an ember from the fire, to light bis pipe, which hsd gone out during the reoital of bis yarn. Tho cholera, at Greenville baa de veloped a few case of monstrous de pravity, one of which J will relate without mentioning names. An old gentleman, probably nearly seventy years of age, wbo lived a mile or two in the country, and is noted for his recklessness and alter defiance of the laws of God, came into town one day, and, passing down the street, cried out that he intended to spread the cholera over the to wn . He then went to an undertaker and wanted to know if he could make bim a coffin and what be would charge. The reply was that if be wanted it before his death he would charge him $25, but if aftecJbe- would only charge $14. He told him to proceed with the mat ter, but to be sure to make it out of two.iooh plank, and leave it open at both ends, so that if the devil comes in at one end be could escape at tbe other. That night be was strioken down with cholera, and by morning was a corpse. A sweet strain Straining hopey. ALBANY, OREGON, FFJDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1873. Looses and lewd hpirits. - The Victoria Woodhull wing of the society of Arrlorican Spiritualists have been holding their annual national convention at Chicago, the present week. The attendance was quite large. From Iowa only one delegate was reported, a Mr. or Mrs. or miscel laneous W. J. Shaw, whd credited him or herself to Iowa Falls. The Tribune's report of the meeting says the status of the members of the con vention was to be put as below the middlings. It was composed mainly of old women, while the men who were present had very much the np- poarauce ot old women too, .there were young women then!; some few girls, apparently about sixteen years ot age; but it was noticeable that none of these were good looking, the vast ma jority having their features marred by strawberry blazes scarred by soalds, or kerosene accidents, or pitted with small-pox a tact which suggested the idea that spiritualism ot the Wood bull Bort is a dernier resort for shelved virgins, or those unfortunates to whom nature has denied even a modicum of the charms of the sex, who may, in fact, be epitomized under the expres sive term ot "sexual scarecrows. The majority, however, were 'old men and women, some ot them in then- dotage, with their fymy eyes, which peered through speotacles at the speak er, brightening up occasionally as tbe thin lips ot the Woodbull quivered under a more than licentious allu sion to a more than usual prurient subject. Mrs. Woodhull was present, and as President of the society, made the an nual address. Tbe Tribune says the speaker came before the audience with much ot dramatic eltect. Her atti tude was striking, not to say menac ing. Her body she poised lightly up on her right leg, the left thrown for ward, her right arm was held tight aoross her chest, a la Tom Sayors, while the left was flung carelessly be- hind her baok, after the manner in vogue with the "fanoy," who, toward the close of a "mill," feels that he has a soft thing, and can indulge in a littlo brilliancy and etteot tor the beneht ot those outside the ropes. Her position taken she began. A report ot her speech is spared tbe printer and the public. It was a tirade against everything outside of the Spiritualistic pale; it knocked religion out ot tune, floored the clergy, showed un tho hirMnn he. rort Gra crit flipi so I thei tlii thi't ioan Emperor or violator, explained Wall street operations, and slowly but sure ly tended to that Bubject which is the beginning and end of WooJlmllism free-love. Only occasionally did the audience exhibit any emotion, but, when they did, they were uproarious, and the shrill hisses were fairly drowned in the thunderous cheering and stamping. Thus, when Victoria expressed her readiness to oblige any gentleman present troubled with car buncle by opening the dangerous pim ple with a jack-knife: when she said she could hold iu a knapsack all the virtue, male and famale, contained in the room; when she launohcd forth her choicest billingsgate upon tho Young Men's Christian Association societies, tbe applause was tremen dous. The attack upon the would-be disorganizes of the Association, or usurpers ot Her power, she treated to something very ohoice, so choice, in tact, that it need not be reproduced. Tbe biggest hit, however, was when she challenged any one in the room, gentleman or lady, to confront her with the assurance that be or she (the conironter, of course,) was pure. The strangest part of it wsto that, although several of the most ardent disciples of Woodhull are young, and reioice in the title "Miss," and tbe Woodhull's challenge was general, not one of them took it up. The only new thing advanced by the Woodhull at this last Convention was that the parent has no individual claim upon the child. Of course she maintained her views of the marriage relation, saying of married life: "Of all the monstrous propositions, this is the most monstrous. As a theory, it is absurd enough; but as a practice it issimply revolting infernalism. Even the condition of prostitutes, of which there is so muoh pretended commiser ation is to be preferred to this." The sentimeut ot the Convention was very generally and heartily in support of Woodhull and her theories. One Randolph brought down the house by a speech, just heloro tho ad journment, in which he declared that he might sink or swim, go to heaven or hell, be damned or saved, it matter ed not; bell might be frozen over fivo feet thick, and the whole world be skating upon its surface before he would shrink lrom supporting the no ble woman who was leading on the good work of social reform. Des Moines lleguter. At a private party recently held in Detroit, a boy tboughtlossly drew a chair away from a corpulent gentle man wbo was about to seat himself, thereby letting him dowa on tbe floor inavery unpleasant manner. A mer ry lough greeted tbe unfortunate vic tim when tbe "joke" was discovered, which, however, was soon changed into a murmur of regret,- for it was soon found that tbe gentleman was unable to rise. He was assisted into an adjoining room, where a physician, wbo was one of the guests, ascertain ed that tho force of the fall bad cre ated a rupture the effect of which will be felt through life. A man is a fool if be be engaged with an ill that be cannot remedy, or if be endures one that bo can. He must bear the gont, but there is no occasion to let a fly tickle bis nose, BURIED ALIVE. A Romance of the Tomb. In tbe year 1400, Ginevra de Ami- era, a Florentine beauty, married, under parental pressure, a man who had failed to win her heart, that she bad given to Antonio Rondinelli. Soon afterward the plague broke out in Florence; Uinovra leu ill, appar ently succumbed to the malady, and being pronounced dead, was tbe same day consigned to the family tomb. Some ont), however, bad blunder ed in the matter1, for' in the middle of tbe night, the entombed bride woke out of her trance, and badly as her living relatives had behaved, found ber dead ones still less to her liking, and lost no time in-quitting the si lent company upon whose quietude she had unwillingly intruded. Speed ing through the sleep-wrapped BtreeU as swiftly as her clinging cerements allowed, Ginevra sought the home from which she bad so lately been borne. Roused from his slumbers by a knocking at the door, the disconso late widower of a day oautiously opened an upper window, and see ing a shrouded figure waiting below, in whose upturned face he recognized the lineaments of the dear departed, he cried, "Go in peace, blessed spir it," and shut the window precipitate ly. With sinking heart and slacken ened step the repulsed wife made her way to ber father's door, to receive the like benisun from her dismayed parent. Then she crawled on to an uncle's, where the door was indeed opened, but only to be slammed in her face by the frightened man, who, in his hurry, forgot even to bless his ghost ly caller. The cool night air pene trating tbe undress of the hapless wanderer, made her tremble and shiver, as she thought she had waked to life only to die again in the cruel streets. "Ah!" she sighed, "Antonio would not have proved so unkind." This thought naturally suggested it was her duty to test his love and courage; it would be time enough to die if he prove like the rest. The way was long, but hope renewed her limbs, and soon Ginevra was knock ing timidly at Antonio's door. He opened it himself, and although startled by the ghastly vision, calmly uired what the spirit wanted with browing ber shroud away from face, Giuevra exclaimed: I am no spirit, Antonio; I am t Ginevra you once loved, who buriod ye&terday buried alive 1" fell senseless into the welcoming s of her astonished, delighted cr, ' whose cries lor help soon brought down his sympathizing fam ily to hear the wondrous story, and bear its heroine to bed, to be tender ly tended until she bad recovered from the shock and was as beautiful as ever again. Then came the difficulty. Was GinevraTlo return to the man who had buried ber, and shut bis doors against hor, or give herself to the man who had saved her from a seo ond death? With such powerful special pleaders as love and gratitude on his side, of oourse, Antonio won the day, and a private marriage made the lovers amends for previous dis appointment. They, however, had' no intention of keeping in hiding, but the very first Sunday after they became man and wife, appeared in public togeth er at the Cathedral, to the confusion and wonder of Ginovra's friends. An explanation ensued, which satis fied everybody except the lady's first husband, who insisted that nothing but her dying in genuine earnest could dissolve the original matri monial bond. Tbe case was referred to the bish op, who, having no precedent td-curb his decision, rose superior to tech nicalities, and declared that the first husband had forfeited all right to Ginevra, and must pay over to Anto nio the dowry he bad received with ber a decree at which all true lov ers in Florence heartily rejoiced. Is Youn Note Good? A Boston lawyer on School Street, was .called on a short time ago by a boy, wbo inquired if he had any waste paper to sell. The Lawyer had a crisp, keen way of asking questions, and is, more over, a methodical man, So pulling out a drawer, he exhibited his slock of waste paper. ' ' Will you give me twenty-five cents for that?" ' The boy looked at the paper doubt ingly. a moment, and offered fifteen, "bone," said the lawyer, and tbe paper was quickly transferred to tbe bag by the boy, whose eyes sparkled as be lifted tbe weighty mass. Hot till it was safujy stowed away did he announce that be had no mon ey. "No money! How do you expect to buy paper without money?" Not prepared to state exactly bis plan of operations, the boy made no reply. "Do you consider your note good?" asked the lawyer. "Yes, sir." "Very well; if you say your note's good, I'd just as soon have it as tbe money; but if it isn't good I don't want it." Tbe boy affirmed that be consider ed it good; whereupon tho lawyer wrote a note for fifteen cents, which the boy signed legibly, and, lifting the bag of papers, trudged off. Soon after dinner the little fellow reappeared, and producing the mon ey, announced that be baa come to pay his note. "Well," said the lawyer, "thia is the first time I ever knew a note to be taken up tbe day it was given.- A boy who will do that is entitled to note and money too;" and giving bim both, sent bim on bis way with amil iug face and a happy heart, A PAGE OF AUSTRALIAN LIFB. A Kangaroo Fight, An Inglewood, Australia, paper gives the following account of a fight with a Kangaroo: Kangaroo bunt ing, though not altogether lacking the spice of danger which gives the greatest zest to active sports, is, how ever, unusually indebted for it to the natural difficulties of the country ridden over; and coolness, a quick eye for overhanging branches and a staunch and knowing horse to deal with fallen timber, are, there fore, generally sufficient to enable the sportsman to bag his game, and insure him against "a spill," the only danger to which his anticipations carry bim when setting forth on bis expedition, - But tbe gentle and harmless kangaroo sometimes as sumes the aspect trf a formidable "old rand" and then tbe chase be-' oonies a very different matter, involv ing such little unpleasantness as squeezed and maimed dogs, scratch ed horses and torn clothes, perhaps skin. Such an experience of "catching a Tartar" was furnished to three Ingle wood sportsmen, on Wednesday last, when out kangarooing on Boort run. They found a large mob of the ani mals and killed oue, and then turned their attention to "a regular boom er," standing nearly seven feet high, which they cut oft from the rest, for, so far from Bbowing any disposition to make off, be appeared as eager for a fray as his assailants, and fearlessly rushed upon tbe three horsemen and five dogs opposed to him. Two of the dogs were kangaroo dogs, two others were coolies, and the fifth was a small terrier, which was the only one of the hunting party that did not seem to have too much of the battle before the fight was closed. The kangaroo dogs and coolies were suc cessively taken up as tbey dashed at the "old man b throat and treated to a squeeze, which efleotually damp ened their ardor, and they slunk away into inglorious seourity, while the little terrier too small to be hugged, and too quick to be ripped worried and teased to the end. In the meantime the horsemen were not idle, bat used the sticks with which they bad armed them selves to good purpose; but they bad a tough antagonist to deal with, and when he got rid of the canine ene mies be seemed to be quite able and willing to return the favors they were bestowing upon him. He caught one around the waist and tried to pull bim from his horse, but luokily his grip failed, and he succeeded in tearing trousers, and thigh. He then caught , the horse round the neck, and was with difficulty beaton off. He then made a rush at another of the horses, and only succeeded in dashing bis claws into its hind quarters, and the startled animal went oft at a racing speed, the rider losing his bat in the run, and not daring for a short time to look back, thinking that the "old man" was hanging on behind. After about an honr and a half of this sort of work, the hunters were completely fagged out, and drew off their forces. When they had retired about one hundred yards, they look ed back, and there was the "old man" calmly licking bis wounds, keeping possession of the battle field. and surveying tbem with tbe look of a conqueror, as if he had1 not tbe slightest objection's to trying con clusions with tbem again. This so provoked them that they went back and bad another set-to, assisted only by the terrier, though, for the otber dogs had enough of bis kangaroo ship; but the seoond battle endod as the first did, and the sportsmen bad to confess themselves beaten, and leave tbe hunt without the brusb. MAX ADDLER ON MARRIED LIFE. When the Sawyers returned from their wedding trip we of oourse call ed upon;them. Mrs. Sawyer alone was at borne, and, after a brief dis cussion of tbe weather, our conversa tion t-urned upon Sawyer. We bad knowrrhim for many years, and we took pleasure in making Mrs. Saw yer believe that be had as muoh virtue as an omnibus load of patri archs and martyrs, and the wisdom of Solomon, with a couple of editions of tbe revised encyclopedia thrown in. Mrs. Sawyer assented joyously to it all, but we thought we detected a shade of sadness on ber face when she spoke. We asked her if any thing was the matter; if Sawyer's health was not good. "Oh, yes," she said, "very good indeed, and she loved him dearly. He was the best man in the world, but but ." Then we assured Mrs. Sawyer that she might speak frankly to us, as we were Sawyer's most intimate friond, and could smooth any little unpleas antness that might mar their happi ness. She then said that it was noth ing. It might seem foolish to speak of it; she knew it was not ber dear husband's fault, and she ought not to complain: but was bard, bard to submit when she reflected that there was but one thing to prevent her be ing perfectly happy: yes, but one thing: "For oh, Mr. Adeler, I wopld ask for nothing more in this world if Ezekiel only bad a Roman nose I" We did not mention the subject to Ezekiel when we met bim for fear of exciting bim. But it is sad to think of two young loving hearts separated just for want of one Roman nose. Any woman who truly loved ber busbaqd might, we think, live happily with him It be bad a nose like a bar of Castile soap. An Iowa young man, arraigned for assaulting and battering his sweetheart witu a kiss, was discharg ed because tbe girl was so won drously lovely that tbe judgo said be bad to cling to the arms of bis chair to keep from kissing ber bimself . Appropriate slang for burglars "Give us wrest," NO. 12 Ht. Louis Republican.) , PARTY BREAK VP. It is impossible as yet to estimate the momentum of the great upheaval, or to dearly point out the direotiou whioh it may take. It is one of the most remarkable laots connected with this revolt of the people that it is vol untary. If parties grow from seeds of conviction germinating in the general oonsoiousness, tbe Farmers movement, as it is called, is a very piMtnising de velopment. It has nut been forced by any hot-house expedient. It has ap peared all at onue, not in one town ship, eottnty of State but all over the Mississippi valley, and in the Gulf States, It is growing, too, not alone in the numbers of its adherents, but it is expanding in its views and purposes. The leaders are for most part new men in publio life, but tbey are rapid ly acquiring the knowledge iu which tbey Were deficient, and now no lon ger address their appeals to tho far thers as a class, but to all classes in terested in seouring a thorough re formation of tbe politics of tbe na tion. In its deeper analyses this move ment reveals a reactionary spirit a force of uuiversal conviction in the publio mind that the charaoter of the government has been ohanged, and ohanged not in the interests of the great body of the people. It seeks to restore to them the balance of power lost during tbe fierce struggles of tbe last fifteen yedrs. It means a protest against assumption of unwarranted power by those appointed to execute tbe laws; means a warfare ainst con centration of power in the hands of a few: it manifests hostility to the rule ot rings; it strives to break the power and provtnt the undue ascendency of great mianoial corporations; it tights agaiust the growth ot corporation aris tocracies; it aims to seoure a return to the precedents of the purer days of tberepublio, thereby arresting the now too plainly maifestod lendenoy to cen tralization nerbaus imneralism. But as yet the principles have been un formulated, and its political ideas are uncrystalized. It is not however, a blind exhibition of force. The fun.da metal dootrines are plain enough in their manifestation. There is no room for mistaking the purposes of the great body oi the people, They are mak ing war upon abuses which have grown up in the government, and which threaten to become integral elements instead of aooidental excrescenses. The people are running no tilt against windmills. J. hey realizo the power that is to be arrayed against them, and are preparing for a struggle in1 which all old party distinctions will be tor gotten; and which will terminate only when they have succeeded, or the lib erties of tbe people aro destroyed. VAOAL1SM. A dispatch from Washington to the New York Jlerald conveys a pioco of information which will prove of peculiar interest to Virginians, whose love lor tmmemory ol Thom as Jeflurson has always risen 'above parly. Says the Herald' oorresdond- ent : "Old Commodore Levy was re markable for his bravery and bis ad miration of Jefferson. He was, in short, an original Democrat, and had no love for Cwsar. More than a quar ter ot a oentury ago, and while com manding the Eurouean squadron, he employed f celebrated Itufun artist to make him a lull length statue ot Jet ferson, wlibh he had cast in bronze. This statue he brought home and presented to the government, with a request that it bo placed in a conspic uous place in one of the public grounds. A Whig Congress made an attempt to refuse the gift, but Webster, more generous than Con gress, came to the resoue, and, being a friond of Commodore, be had it ac cepted and placed on a pedestal in front of the While House, where it has ever since stood, an embodiment ot the simplicity and the Democratic principles on which our Government was founded. The present occupants of the White House have for some time regardod this statue with great dislike, and have hinted to General O. E. Baboock that it ought to be re moved. Baboook only requires a word, and is to-day proceeding to carry out the commands, and the statue ot Jetforson, the gilt of the brave old Commodore, is bound hands and feet, with ropes, ready to bo lift ed from the place where it has stood for more than a quarter of a century and to be placed in an obsoure part of the grounds, away from publio view. Congress did not authorize this work of vandalism, nor did it make any ap propriation for the work dow being done in front of the White House. General O. E. Babcock now assumes the entire responsibility. The worst feature of the whole affair is in the faot that in the place whero the statue stood, an unsightly iron fountain is to be placed, suggesting very different thoughts. So muoh for Jefferson's dislike of anything like Ctosarism." A Question Settled A colored donating society in Trenton, Tenn., has just debated tbe question, "Which is the most profit to msu money ir ednoation ?" One of the debators argued that if it hsd not been for ed ucation, the world would not have been half so large as it is. This olinoher was met, however, by the argument that "If it wasn't lor money, how you gwine to ride on de kyarr" It was at once decided in favor of money. . Yotmo Ladibs. It Is not your dress, your shawl, or your, pretty fingers, that attract men of sense. It is tbe true loveliness of your nature that wins and continues to retain the af fection of the heart. Young ladies sadly miss it who 'labor to improve tbe outward looks, while tbey bestow not a thought on the mind. Fools may be won by gewgaws and showy dresses, but the wise and substantial are never caught thus. Let modety be your drcaa, Huiine- notices in Local, Columas, it cents per IfoS, each insertion. ' ' for legal am) transient adrortisemerts tt per square of It lines, for the irtt insertion, and (1 to per ,qUare for each subsequeat aertioo. , TnE LAST MJPI'KR," BY JOAQBIJ, h ri.tm, From tbe text "And when they had suntr a hymn, they went Into the Mount of Olives." What song song the twelve wlHi tho Savior, When finished trie Rocramont wine T Were they bowed and suMucd hi behavior. Or bold aa made bold with a sign 7 Were the hairy breasts stron (t and defiant Were the naked arms brawny and strong r Weft, (be twonled tips lifted reliant, Throat forth and full sturdy with song . What sang they f What sweet song of Zloi, With Christ In their midst like a crowu, Whllo hrre sat Hulnt Peter, the lion ; Abd thelo, like a lamb, with head down, Sat Saint John, with his silken and raven , Rich hair on his shoulders, and eyes Lifting p to their faces unshaven. Like a sensitive child In surprise. Wna the song as strong Sshcrmon swinging Their nets full of hope to the sua f Or low, liko the ripple wave, singing Be songs on tholr loved Oallloe 1 Were they sad with ton-shadows of sorrows; Like the birds that sing krw when the breoiet Is lip-toe with a tale of to-morrows . Of earthquakes and singing of sees f Ah J soft was their song as the waves aro That fall In low musical moans ; And sad, 1 Should' soy, as the winds arc That UloW by the white gravestones. One woman murders- uf.r i-'uii-iMy POR HER MONEY A.1D JEWELRY. , New York dates of the 7th gives) the following horrible murder case: Tbe laots developed in the Willams burg murder oase appear to be as fol lows! Miss llamili, wbose charred remains were found with a oord about) her nock, was a most intimate friend of Mrs, Morrigon, who, it is believed, murdered her for the sake of her money and jewelry. Miss' llamili and Mrs. Morrigon were school-mates- in the Ursuline convent at Moorisan- ia, New York, and were inseparable companions, their intimacy con tinued after they left the oonvent, and Miss llamili Was a constant visitor at the house of Mr. Morrigon, and on the occasion always took some valu able token as a gift to hor friend. On last Tuesday at'tornoon Miss Hamill appeared at the door of Mrs. Many foil's house and asked admittance. She was dressed in blaok silk, wore a handsome pair of diamond earrings, with brooob and massive chatelaine gold chain. She was admitted and passed up stairs to Mrs. Juorngons apartments, and from that hour the unlortiinato lady was never seen until her charred and mutilated remains were found amid the wreak of the- half burned house, James Hamill, one of the brothers of the murdered woman, said that his sister was in affluent circumstances, was owner of houses in East Tenth Street, New York, always had a large amount of money in her possession. Her inoomo from her houses is stated to be about $2,000 a month. Her rents wore gen erally collected on tho first ot tbe month. Tuesday was tbe second day of the month. It is not at all unlikely that Miss Hamill had a large sum of . money in her purse when assailed by violent hands. Tho gold watoh chain and jewelry of Miss Hamill are still missing Late last evening Mrs. Morrigon made a full confession, the police refused to give the report ers any information in regard to it, and it was ascertained that she mur dered Miss Hamill on Tuesday night '. by strangling hor with a clothes-line. This she did in the absence of hor husband, and fearing he wortld return , in lime to find the dead body, stowed it away' between the bedtiuk and the slats. When Morrigon returned home that night, she induced him to remain out of lhe'room,and on Thurs- ' day night, for the nurposo of destroy ing the evidence ol her guilt, she set fire to the plaoe. Miss llamili after completing her education, took tho veil, and was known as Sister Augus ta. At the expiration of four years she was in some way released from ber vows. Un Monday she had re ceived a letter from a Sister Augusta. belonging to some order in Pittsburg, cotitaiuing a souvenir, and inviting her to go out there on a visit. W lieu she left tbe house on Tuesday Bhe re- marked that she was going to Tenth Street tooolleot some rents and would then proeeeed to Pittsburp;. It is presumed she went to bid her friend, Mrs. Morrigon, good bye before slio started for tho West. The husband of Mrs, Morrigon is bolioved to ba guiltless, Taa Bisiiop and tub Colliers. Tho Birmingham Morning News says that a story, in which the Bishop of Lich field is tbe prominent bgure, is just now circulating Wolverhampton. It is to tbe effect that while walking in the Blaok country, a short time ago, his lordshtD saw a number ot miners seated on the ground, and went to wards tbem with tbe object of saying a "word in season." He asked them what they were doing, and was tuU by one of the men that they had been "loyin'." The Bishop evinood soma astonishment, and asked for an ex planation. "Why. rer see," said. one of the men, "one of us fuu' (found) a kettle, and we been a try ing who can tell the biggest lie to ha' it." His lordship was shocked, and proceeded to read tbe men a lecture, telling them, among other things, that be bad always been taught that lying was an awful offense, and that, in fact, so strongly had this been im pressed upon bim that he had never told a lie in tbe whole course of bis life. His lordship bad barely finish ed when one df the men, who had previously remained silent, exclaim ed, "Gie the governor tbe kettle; gie the governor the kettle." Many a true heart that would have oome back like a dove to the urU, af ter its first transgression,, has beoa frightened beyond recall by the sav age charity of an uuforgivin-j spirit, A man t-rith Imt nna idea iu his bead is sure to exaggorute that to lop heaviness, and thus he ltweu bu equilibrium. if