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GALLAHER'S INDEPENDENT, PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY AT QUITMAN, OA., bt J. C. G ALL A HER. TERMS OP SUBSCRIPTION TWO DOLLARS per Annum in Advance. LOUISIANA. BV T. M. LEWIS. Bure never land was so accursed; Not Egypt ’ueatk the rod When locusts, lice, and frogs so foul Wore sent by Isreal's Godl Our freedom's gone; our land's enchained; Vice rules the preseut hour, ,And Ignorance, Hate, and Averico Must have unbounded power. BUfttt wo an*tmifc t. Uuwe t*l wroutt And murmur not a word? And dare not we with life oppose The vile and vernal horde? Bhall we be slaves where we have ruled, And leave our children slaves? *Tis better far that those we love Should rest within their gravest We would have peace; wo want not strife; But patience hath an end; And he whose soul hath onco been free May break but no,or should bend. ’Tis wiser far to strive ud fail, And ftvll with armor on, Than live a life of wretchedness With hope and honor gone. w Our foes are many, friends arc few, Each word we aay is caught; And, with malicious cunning ’tis With difTrent meaning fraught. But now we say, and swear it, too! That more we cannot bear, And those who uow insult and rob. Should atop, or should Beware! When war’s red waves rolled o’er our land We bore ourselves like men, And when we failed our tlag wo furled To raise it ne’er again; But by tljose hopes which onco wo had, And by our manhood’s might, We swear ho more such words to brook— We wantjr we’U have the right! •'Louisiana conquered” has been writ, But who is he who’ll dare To say that ne'er with victory crowned Shall brightly beam her star? Her sous are many brave and true, As gory fields can tell; And though her foes do triumph uow There’s vengenco—and a hclll CHEEK ADAMANTINE. A Compositor's Story. BY HOSE HIT. “A ml must I r<irel out my ireaved-uji j follies?"-- Kino Richard 111. 1 uni something loth to mlmit the fact, but liquor did it. The more oue makes up his miml that he is bis own muster, ami that he cau drink at pleasure, and abstain on the same conditions, the more , he is a confidence man. Mr. Benjamin . Ziue —or more familiarly and more brief- , lv termed Benzine —is a confidence man | of the most transparent water. Yon may ; wrestle with him and you may throw him j miccisfnlly time and again, but in the long j rub I set it down that he will be on top : nineteen times out of eighteen—which | seem a little singular, but ho always mau- . ages to Ik l one ahead. The gentleman iu question and myself : bad been on intimate terms for something like two years. He was the servant aud I was the master. My story is an incident of the most bra zen chsek on record, I tremble to this day when I recall the circumstances. In the winter of 1872, I was employed as a compositor on the Detroit Daily Iri- - bune —not as a “regular,” hut as a “sub- | stitute.” Oue day, when I had been at. work about three weeks, the foreman of the office came to me and said: “Jfr. A , a gentleman from the pineries has inquired of me where lie j could find a first-class printer willing to go into the pinelauds and take charge of a new printing establishment at the Electro- j Magnetic Springs, St. Louis, Gratiot county. You are out of permanent em ployment, and this situation may please yon." Please me! it was the very tiling I want ed—and the foreman had approached me as if he were giving offense. The gentleman called for me the next day, and we sailed down on the train for the Springs. There I found the newspaper establish ment complete, with the exception of the The type was set and the paper made all ready at St. Louis, but the press work had to be done at Saginaw, the edition being so large that it could not well be work on a hand press. Thursday was publication day, aud as everything was ready and the “forms” locked up for ship ment on Wednesday noon, the proprietor deputized mo, his foreman, on my second week, to take them to Saginaw, have them worked off by steam, and return with the edition and “forms” early the following day. Providing myself with currency for my expenses and passage on the round trip, 1 set out well pleased with such an early, though brief respite from pine life. Arriving at Sagiuaw, I had my work promptly attended to the same evening, and when it was finished I felt, that I was my own free man until ten o’clock the next morning, when the train returned from whence I came. When a young man in a strange city has no business to attend to, he is prone to seek amusement. The billiard halls and sample rooms of Saginaw, with tnoir fres coed windows, motley-colored walls and ornamented bars, were too irresistible for a youth of my resolution. They tempted me, and I did drink. Sot-to,excess; how ever. (This is what all old topers say, aud 1 of course they never drink to excess.) I only imbibed, enough to make me long for 3mVpm6mt VOL. 11. a glass the next morning—just to fuel nat ural again, you know. On tbo following day, I remember dis tinctly of paying my landlord tbo remain der of my limited currency for supper, lodging and breakfast, and that 1 w%s left absolutely sine pecunia. It was impossi ble to conjure a stray ten oent. Spinner from any remote corner of my pants, vest or coat pockets, wherewith to waltz up to the bar and be # man once more. I am satisfied now, however, looking back with tbo steady eyes of a Qood Templar, that the liquor I bad imbibed tbo proceeding night was still bolding carnival with mo, and was all-eullioitut for pedestrian pur poses. My return ticket bad been secured, and without giving a though to business (or, in fact, to anything in particular.) I made for the Flint & Pira Marquette train, leav ing the “forms” at the offioo of the hitler prise, in tbo bands of Prof. Chnuco. Ar riving nt the depot, I observed a passen ger train standing in front of the building, with no engine attached. On inquiry, 1 learned from two accomodating and nobby young men, that this was tbo identical train that I was seeking, though why tltoy , should have laughed so immoderately as I! ascended tbo steps of the middle, car was j rather mysterious, and disconcerted me j not a little. It was very impolite of thorn, j if I was astranger. I knew from the good warm stove of tlie oar I selected that train time was not far distant, and throwing myself carelessly into a seat, I meditated disconnectedly upon the topics of tho day, and was soon wafted into oblivious repose, not caring Rfruplously whether the Ticbborno Claimant was Urn real Sir Roger, or wheth er the real Sir Roger was the genuine Aus tralian butcher-boy; and while in this de lightful condition, I wus partially aroused by the gentle moving of the train, con scious that all was correct, that I was homeward bound, that everything was pleasant, nnd that the goose was suspend ed high in the nir. There is nothing so well calculated to make a drowsy man sleep sue. tly, as the uoisless rocking of a passenger coach on a smooth road, unless, perhaps, it is rum nnd molasses. So peaceful, indeed, was my slumber, that the conductor of the train, it seemed, could not find it in Ills heart to awaken me for my ticket until we hiul skimmed over twenty-five miles ol the road. But when bo did disturb me, he did it with such a will as to leave no doubt of his sincerity, and the shake 1 received did not admit, of any argument as to its being authoritative, so I passed in my ticket at once. “Young mau,” said ho glancing at tho pasteboard, “where are yeti bound?” “Bt. Louis, Gratiot county. “No,” lie replied, “you are bound for Fb'nt, at the rate of thirty miles au hour. St. Louis is North—you are going south. Your ticket calls for twenty-five miles on the road, and here you are your money’s worth." The brakemau had opened the door and shouted “Graytown,” aud the train had come to a stand still. Well, this was a pretty go! Explana tions were not in order just then, and nothing was left me hut to disembark. This is too good a word for the occasion, I didn’t disembark —I simply crawled out m a bewildered kind of a way, like a poor little orphan boy with only ono father and mother. Fifty miles from St. Louis, totally a stranger, and not a uiekle in my pants. It was all very clear to me. I understood precisely how I was situated. But that | Ban. should have thrown me at last! This ! preyed upon my mind most wofully. Many wero the tussles wo had, but this 1 was his first victory, and it was ovcrwhelm ! tog. Then I could think of nothing else ! for some timo but the accomodating and j nobby young gentlemen at the Saginaw ! depot. Aud for them to have laughed so immoderately! It was impolite of them. Lwonder where they were brea. Then I sat down on an empty barrel at the station and formed twenty-three good resolutions, each on winding up with some thing about total abstinence. This was not business, however. Some ! thing had to be done. The night was | coming on, und I whs told tlicrc would Ijg ;no northern train until next morning. ! Lodging aud provender were o be negotia ted for, aud calculations to be made as to how I could get back home, if there were fifty northern train going to start at ! once. Graytown appeared to me as rather blue, 1 and I doubtless appeared to Graytown as ! rather green. There were about fifteen ’ houses, and ono of them sported a rusty | sign with “lioTel” daubed over it in geuu ! ine home-made letters. I resolved to enter j this public house, state my situation fairly to the host, aud trust to his sympathy for accomodations. It required some nerve to do this, but I finally screwed up my courage up to the sticking point and ap proached the august landlord. I told him in detail just how I became to bo there, my financial circumstances, and the condi | tion in which I was placed—keeping my little matinee with Ben., however, careful ly in the background. He was half inclined to disbelieve my story, but consented to my staying over night with him on my promise to remit the bill at the earliest opportunity. My ' promises were as abundant as blackberries, aDd I meant them, too. After a good night’s rest, I rose before QUITMAN, GA., SATURDAY, JANUARY 30, IS7.V daylight, drank a warm breakfast of cof feo, and learned from tbo landlord that the first train passed at six o’clock. Ho informed mo, moroovor, that it would be nocossary to flag it, as they sel dom stopped at Graytown when not sig naled. This could bo done, he said, by merely waving my handkerchief. Yes—of course—this was all right enough—but—great Jerusalem! A dead head stopping a passenger train for a twenty-five mile ride! Visions of an in censed conductor, of burly brakemen, and a coach full of gaping travelers, flitted be fore my mind in unpleasant succession, and well-nigh paralyzed me. Why, I would bo pitched through a car window into tbo first ditch—while the train sped on at its thirty mile gait—and left sans eyes, sans nose, sans teeth, sang anything! This was a situation for an orphan boy I “A shipwrecked mariner waiting for a sail.” However, one tiling was certain: should I fail to reach homo that day, my employer would suffer grievous wrong, my situation would be lost, and my chances would bo up generally. Moreover, what in the angel need I caro for the conduc j tor’s thoughts? I passed a resolution to | board that train, nolens nolens, and as | whistle was hoard “omul tlio curve, this i procession moved toward the station— : that is, myself, followed by a long train of I misgivings, conjectures as to probable results, and philosophical calculations as to whether the rhow was of sufficient depth to break the force of a fall. There was little timo for deliberation, as the train had already arrived, and with out waiting for my spirits to drop to zero, J I whipped out my liandderchief, flourish ing it in the. air as bravely as if it were the Star Spangled Banner, and lmd the satisfaction of seeing the train come to a stop. I sprang aboard, tho bell sounded, and off we were. I don’t think I ever before or since ex perienced such peculiarly uneasy sensa tions as I did while that train was gliding out of sight of Graytown. I felt ignominiously guilty— and yet was aware that my course was the wisest one I could pursue. 1 certainly would not be murdered in cold blood; and besides, I \ had paid the company once for a passage I to my proper destination, and was it my fault that the conductor had not awaken ed me iu time to correct my mistake? In this manner, I almost succeeded in argu ing myself into au honest man. Wo had made about five miles from Graytown, nnd I had half persuaded my self that there was just a possibility that I might be overlooked until we reached Saginaw, when, delusive hope! the door of the coach opened, and in strode the conductor. I knew his errand at once— he was looking for the youth that got on at Graytown. • He found him. What should I do? What should I do? In my dilemma I grew desperate and ! dou’tcarative, and resolved to tell him a straight story, aud then soo what he would do. “Ticket sir!” Thou I assumed that innocence and placidity of countenance that my old .Sabbath-School teacher had so often as sured mo worn by those who navigate the eternal reams of space on wings of love, and narrated to him him how I had been deceived by tho nobby young gentleman at Saginaw, how the conductor of yester day had neglected his business, and how grievous the consequences would he to others concerned if I failed to reach St. Louis that day with the “forms” and edition. His face flushed into ns beautiful a scar let as you would wish to see, and by de grees bloomed into a deep carmine. “Are you the fellow that flagged the train at Graytown?” “Yes, sir.” “And without money to iay your way?” “Yes, sir.” Ho looked me in the eye for a moment with blank astonishment, finding no words for his thought, and then glanced through the window. Then ho whirled on liis heel and made a motion as if to pull the bell-rope, but lowered liis hand again and rested it over his eyes, and then start ed for the front end of the car. Suddenly he stopped, whirled again upon his heel, aud strode back to where I was sitting. “Young man, ’ said he, with a very dis agreeable expression on his face, “I have been conducting trains on various roads for eighteen years, and this is a little the eheokiest transaction that ever came un der my observation. I have dealt with all kinds of dead-heads and dead beats; I have detected men btealir. g rides on axle trees, on top and between the cars; I have dealt with men carrying forged passes; men with all kinds of pitiful stories, true and tramped up; but this act of yours, for assurance and auducity, is parallel. J. N. Free himself would shrink from such a step. Let me give you a word of advice—never attempt such a thing nglin. On some roads you would be thrown from the train like a dog. Bridgeport, ten miles from here, is our first stopping place, At that station see that you step down and out.” Well, ten miles from Saginaw was bet ter than twenty-five. But a ten-wile walk over a six-inch snow-fall was not to be thought of, either. Perhaps something would turn up at Bridgeport. We were uot long in reaching that ham let, and, as tho whistle blew down brakes, thfe conductor again came to urn with, a smile on his face, which seemed partly of auger. “I have thought this matter over,” he said, “and will carry you through to Snguaw, Your impudence shall bo your pass. It is the only ease of the kind on re cord!" These were unexpected but most wel come words. I thanked him kindly, and at Saginaw borrowed money and returned with the “forms” and edition in safe time. Drinking Champagne Cider. A newly married couple, whose every appearance and action indicated that they were country, missed connec tions for the South yesterday morning at tho Nashville depot, and were compelled to “lay over,” until night before they could proceed on their journey. They therefore determined to wait until night in the passengers’ sitting-room at the de pot, being unsophisticated in the ways that are dark and tricks that are vain m city life, and afraid, therefore, to venture beyond the coniines of tho depot. By and by “Frank" so “Betsy,” tho wife, called her husband began to feel dry in the throat, and, espying the refreshment and news-stand, turned to his wife, and said, “Betsy, wouldn’t ver ueo u> drink Ko’thimrV” Jl - replied, “Yes, Frank, Jailing.” Frank, big with tho import ance of his new situation in life, and evidently feeling the responsibilities of a husband, strutted in a dignified manner into tho refreshment stand and slapping the smiling and polite attendant at the stand, Bob Strother, familliarly on the shoulder, said: “Dn yer keep anything ter drink liyar?” Strother replied, "Oh, yea, what is it you wish?” “What have yer got?” naked the countryman. “Well, we have soniu nice wine ’ was tho an swer. The countryman mused for a while, and finally said, “1 guess that’s too steep for my pockfct," and then brightening up suddenly, us if all idea had struck him, said, “iiev yer got any whisky?” Ho was informed that whisky could only bo sold by the bottle, At this he became rather downcast, and looked around to sec if he could discover anything else that would whet his appetite. He saw some bottles of champagne eider standing on the eomi te.r, and inquired “what that stuff in them green bottles war.” When told the nature of the liquid, and the small price of a bottle, hut first asking iiis wife if she wanted some cider, and receiving an af firmative reply, he purchased a bottle. Strother had accidently shaken the con tents of the bottle up, and a foam rose to the top, which so excited the curiosity of the countryman that lie pulled out the stopper, wlien, to his amazement, the liquid, bubbling and boiling, fell all over Ins new wedding clothes. However, he wasn't going to let it get ahead of him, and swallowed about two-thirds of the beverage, then passing it to his wife, asked if she didn't want some. Having satisfied the thirst of himself and wife, the countryman “slapped” flic money on the counter, with the remark that “that was the doggoudest stuff that I has ever seen, or beam, or tasted of." After seat ing themselves for awhile, both husband and wife became rustless and impatient, and the former jumped up and called fora couple of “them ore reading books’ stored away in the shelves. Raving purchased these, he and his partner remained silent until the shades of evening approached and the departure of the train was an nounced, when they left, having never once thought of purchasing any delicacies to appease their craving hunger.—Louis ville Courier Journal. —- MURDER IN TEXAS. ■HIE RESULT OF AN ELOPEMENT —A HIIIDE OBOOM SHOT TO DEATH Hi’ Ills FATHER-IN LAW. A telegram from Jewett, Texas, to the Galveston Nows, dated Jan. 11, says: -“A terrible aud unprovoked murder was com mitted about six miles north of this place early this morning. A young man named L. Bradly was shot and almost install ly killed by I’. 11. Thomas. The facts of the case, as far as we can learn, are, that Bradly liad been for some time paying at tention to Miss Dorn, the daughter of Thomas, apparently witli the consent of the father, or at least no disaffection on his part till a short time ago, when Brad ley asked Thomas's consent to marry his daughter, which lie positively refused. The daughter being of age, and of a dif ferent mind, the couple escaped last night, and were married by Esquire Davis, of this precinct. They then went to the house of a mutual friend and a relation of the bride, named George Head, and passed the night there. Early this morn ing Thomas, missing Ids daughter, sur mised what had taken place, left the house iu search of the pair, bearing with him a double-barreled shot-gun, stopping at sev eral places to procure some buckshot, for the purpose, as he said, of shooting a ‘dog with.’ After procuring tho shot, and avowing the purpose for which they were to bo used, aud being implored not to do anything of tho kind, he followed the bride and ber unfortunate husband to the residence of Head, and entering ho lev eled his gun at Mr. Head, commanding him to reveal the whereabouts of the couple. Mr. Head could do nothing but tell him they were in the next room. In the meantime Bradley and his wife had seen her father approaching, and, fearful that a difficulty would result if they met, Bradley promised his wife that he would not injure her father. Then, hearing his command to Head, aud his threat to shoot him if ho didn’t obey, they became ‘alarmed at the state of tliiugs, and Brad dey, deciding to avoid a meeting, left by the door leading into the garden, leaving behind him a double-barreled gun, which he knew was loaded. Thomas at this moment entered the room which Bradley had just left, and seeing Bradley through the window, started in pursuit. Beaching the door when Bradley was within ten paces of the garden gate, and about the same distance from him. lie discharged one barrel, the charge striking his victim in the head, aud almost immediately fired the second time, the charge striking him in the side,. Bradley fell,, then arose and staggered to the gate, where he stood a moment, then fell to the ground it corpse. Thomas rode off home, and from thence started to escape, declaring lie would not be taken alive. As a.ion as, possible a party started in pursuit, ” An Infant Abandoned, and Dog3 De ' your It. It is seldom newspapers avo obliged to chroniclo a case of inhuman abandonment, with such shocking results, as was brought to our notice on yesterday. A sou of Mr. John George, a well known plasterer in this city, as ho chanced to pass a yard on tho corner of Hurris and Williams streets, yesterday morning, discovered a number of dogs having the mutilated remains of a newly-born white infant, which they were eating. When discovered, there was but one leg, below the knee of the babe, that was whole. The body and head, with its other portions, had already been devoured, except a few small pieces of bone, which lay scattered in different parts of tho yard. When found, tho dogs wore fighting <**or the leg. Ho drove the dogs way, mid I picking up the unsightly remains, guarded them until a negro woman who was living on the premises came to him. As soon as the woman came out of tho house he, wrapping the portions up in a piece of pa per, and leaving the bundle in her keep ing, went off in search of a policeman to report the facts. Mr. John Evans, an of ficer of the force, who lives close by, was notified, nnd immediately went over to the place and had the remains conveyed to the statiouhouse. Those who saw what was left of the lit j lie iiniuurtil, ivpurt Mint It jireutud tho | most shocking sight they lmd over seen, j Tho flesh was all torn from the bones, and j tho ends of tbo bones chewed in a fright ful manner. Judging from tbo foot and leg found, it wus supposed that the babe could not have been born more than throe or four hours. Of course, there was noth ing by which it could he told whither flic child was born alive or not, but there was every reason to suppose that it had been thrown into the yard the night before. The woman who lived there stated that, she had heard dogs lighting and growling the greater part of the night, but was unable to account foi it until the next morning, when it was explained as above. She did not go out to seo what was tho matter. She knew nothing about the child, or how it got there. Detectives Bomar and Jones are inves tigating the matter, and hope to find some clue to implicate the parties who so merci lessly abandoned their offspring to its fate. Various annuison as to who it was that gave birth to the helpless being were tuJulgej in, but none of them have, as yet, proved ' correct. One woman, who was staying at a house of disreputable character, who was known by the police to have been en cientu, and it being believed that it might possibly be her child, was looked after. She was found to have given birth to her child, aud it was well and being tenderly cared for by its mother. Another surmise which we beard, was that ill all probabili ty, that smile women whose standing in so ciety could not brook the disgrace conse quent upon giving birth to an illegitimate child, had given it to some ono to hide her shame, and this party in order to dis pose of it left it in this yard. A coroner’s jury of inquest was held yes terday afternoon by Coroner Kile, but uo new facts were elicited— Atlanta Heirs. A RIDE WITHOUT A DRIVER, TWO UNOUIDED HOUSES, AND TWO UNSUS PECTING OCCUPANTS OF A HACK. One evening last week there was a wed ding in this city, at which quite a number of t.iie city of Ban Francisco were present. The affair passed off most pleasantly, the fair bride and manly groom received the congratulations of their friends, their hap piness was toasted in bumpers jof cham pagne, and it was late ere any one offered to depart, from the pleasant scene. One Indy was there whose good husband had i tell forced to remain at his office to pre paro business of moment for tho morrow, aud upon au intimate friend of tho fami ly he imposed the pleasant duty of wait ing on mudarne to her homo. The friend most .gladly accepted the task. He had known the lady long, aud knew her to tie as charming a companion as she was a de votoil wife and mother. Even the fact that, he was a lawyer, and used to deep plagues iu the opaque waters of probate proceedings, had not left him devoid of all human sympathy, neither had it quite oxtjrtgMshcd those qualities of politeness for which lie was noted in early days. As the night grew long, umciamo ex pressed a desire to depart, arid her cava lier rushed forth and about the clustered carriages until ho found the special Jehu with whom he had made a specific con tract. With her nubia twined about her head, and her cloak snugly drawn about her, that the fog might uot penetrate, madumo tripped from the house to tlie track, and entered tho vehicle, followed by her es cort, who shut the door and cried out, I “AH right!” Then the hack moved slow | ly off. | Now, it requires about twenty minutes’ i sharp driving to reach madame’s residence from where tho wedding took place, and when thin time had more than expired she interrupted the conversation by saying, “It is timo we hud reached the house, is it not?” “I think so,” replied the lawyer; “per haps the man Iras mistaken the street. Ho! driver!” There was no answer, so the lawyer poked his head out of tho window aud yelled, “Ho! driver!” again. “Blessed if I don’t believe tho man’s drunk 1” ho exclaimed, pulling iu his head aud addressing his companion. “Perhaps ho is only asleep,” responded madiime, with true womanly charity. “Well, if he isn’t light the horses arc,” tjie lawyer replied; “just see how the car- I liage goes from one side of tho street to the other!” “My goodness!” exclaimed rnadame, gazing put through the fog, “this isn’t our neighborhood? Where are we?” "Blessed if I know,” answered tiro at torney, - with deep caution, “Say, you! Bill! Bob! George! Henry! Augustus! Dri ver! wake up, confound you!” But there came no reply. Then the lawyer let down tho narrow sash at the front of tho carriage and peer ed upward to tlie-driver’s seat. It wits va caut! “Blanknation! there’s nohody on tho box!” In- roared. The two stared ut. each other for a moment, the horses mean time keeping up their monotonous trot. “Well!” sighed he. She sighed without, saying well. “Blessed if there is but one thing to do,” ho exclaimed, aud iu a jiffy, to her horror, she saw her cavalier squirming upward through tho narrow window, “Oil! supposing he should stick there!” she said to herself, with a hopeless groan; hut he didu-'t stick - —bo was uOt oemstruct ed on the principle of Daniel Lambert— and after a fearful struggle, succeeded in reaching tho driver’s place and obtaining possession of tho reins, ho stopped tho noises, ami then followed a consultation, he talking from the box and slio from within, the result of which was that ho turned the horses and drove hack over the rente they hud come. The fug was dense and bitterly cold, and the impromptu dri icr was arrayed in lavender kids, a suit of light broadcloth, tho coat being of the title known as claw-hammer. He had driven about ten minutes when luudiiuio felt that tho hack lmd come to a stand still. The next moment the do--- p'Ued and she beheld her guide e'lilosopher and Irioud,. Id" v..ctu finny oliutteriug with wild. “I-I-I-s there nn-n-n-ny thing I can wr-r-r-r-ap myself i-i-i-u?” lie asked; “it’s a lit-t-t-tle coolish outside. ” She uncoiled the nubia from her head and wrapped it about his neck and chin. “Thanks,” he murmured from under tho layers of split zephyr, and again resumed the position of a hack driver without a lieeuse. It lacked twenty minutes of 2A. M. when he dis covered the residence of iiis charge and puhed up tlio horses at the door, Who led him into the house. His face was gener erally bine, but a flaring red knob shone forth where his nose commonly had place; his eyes dripped water, bis hair was damp with fog, and ho shivered with tho cold trom head to foot, Blie made him sit by the lire, kind woman that she is, and made him a hot Scotch toddy, which seemed to dash into every poitiou of his frame and cheer his blood with its tingling warmth; and when lie had been half thawed and half dried she brought (for lie declared ho must drive that buck back into town) a pile of greatcoats and shawls and wraps, in which she so enveloped him that when ho bade her good-bye it was with difficulty he could climb outlie hack, so swathed and bundled was he. It did not take long for him to drive those horses into town, and leave the hack at a livery stable, “to be called for;” and, up to tins day, the sleepy hostler who opened the stable door has not ceased to wonder who the gentleman in lavender kids that drove a hack into the stable at 2:30 o’clock iu tlie morning. It was just after the hack had driven away from the house of madame that her husband, worn out with the task of tho evening, came home. To mm, as lie sipped Ins tumbler of grog, she told the whole story, and, when slie had finished, sho said: “It was such a narrow escape! Just think! We might have been upset nnd killed!” “Indeed you might,” he replied, his face solemn at the possibility. “Andoli! Ned,” she continued, “I’m so glad yon didn’t go to the wedding.” “Are you, dear, and why?” “Because, love, you never, never could have crawled up through tho little hack window?” Aud she patted his bread buck, aud filled another glass for him. SCURRILOUS POSTAL CARDS. A WEALTHY OLD NEW YORKER HEAVILY FINED FOR COSTING ABUSIVE MISSIVES. Moses Chamberlain, and old, wealthy, and previously respectable citizen, was arraigned for sentence yesterday afternoon iu the criminal branch of the United States Circuit court, before Judge Bene dict, on conviction of an indictment con taining fourteen counts, charging him witli us many violations of the United States postal laws iu sending scurrilous postal cards to Aaron Vun Valkncbuigh, who owed him a small amount of money, but had been freed from his debts by the bankruptcy act. The testimony showed that these cards contained such epithets as “Dear thief,” “Dear scoundrel,” “Dear swindler," etc., and denounced and threat ened Van Valkenliurgh for not paying his debts. This was the first conviction for this offense in this district. When Chamberlain rose to roccivo sen tence, every eye was upon him. Ho is of tall and commanding figure, very respec table iu nppeorance, and looked more like a professional man than a convict ar raigned for sentence. His counsel, Mr. Waring, pathetically addressed the court iu mitigation of sentence. His client was nearly seventy years of ago, of feeble health, and had been long in the hands of a physician on account of his ’sufferings from acute dyspepsia, symptoms of Bright’s disease of tiie kidneys, and the exhibition of curious phases of monoma nia, resulting from disordered nerves. Ho requires air nnd exercise, and confine ment in prison would doubtless prove fatal to him. This statement was sup ported by a physician’s certificate. Judge Benedict, iu passing siiitence, said: “You have been convicted of many offenses agai st the laws of your country, au intelligent and impartial jury having found you guilty of fourteen distinct crimes. No our present during the trial could entertain the least doubt ol your guilt. The scurrilous epithets used by you were written to force tho payment of money to which you were uot legally en titled. You are liable to a sentence which would exhaust the remainder of jour life. It's necessary fertile community to un derstand that those who uso the postofliee for purposes of extortion, by meHus of scurrilous postal cards, must bo punished. In the hope that you will hereafter obey the law, and in consideration of tho cir cumstances in which you are placed, I will uot subject you to the ignominy of im prisonment, but shall impose a tine suffi cient to admonish jou how unprofitable your course had been. I will limit the •sentence to the fiiot court, aud suspend sentence on the other thirteen. This will lie a very light sentence considering the persistent manner iu which you have re peated your offenses, nnd the fact that your position and intelligence are of such a character ns to have given you full knowledge of the gravity of your viola tions of the law, thus lendering them less excusable. I Hue you $6,0C0 on tho first count of the indictment, suspending sen tence on tho othera, and you will stand committed until tho tine is paid.” Chamberlain, who had watched the judge with almost breathless utte Hion while sentence was being passed, appeared greatly relieved when the ordeal of stand ing iu liis bumilialing position was no longer necessaiy, and quickly arranged with his counsel to pay bis fine to United States Mmsliul Fi-ske, who soon afterwards received it, and Chamberlain left tho oourt-rcom a freo, but much sadder, wiser and poorer man than ho was before crim inal proceedings were commenced against him. His legal expenses and fine amount to about 810,000, wb’le his cla m against Vau Valkenbiirgh is said to umoout to only about ouo-touth of that' amount, — New York Tones,- - 1 IUM MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS. High timo—A ohnrch clock, A week’s conclusion Saturday night. “Good words for the young”—Dinner s ready. Whero to go when tit rnoiie?—Go to work. Matchless maid—Tho kitchen giri out tit lufciferS; A literary class—Builders. They are always finishing stories. Even the laziest hoy can sometimes catch a whipping, Wlmt risk do people run who sit iu free pews in church?—Of being good for nothing, A Yankee who started a factory in Hitt own house says lie’s just “making things What kind, of a salt Water fish weighs the least? Fprpoiues, 6t A'Mtrib; they have no scales. Wlmt is the use of talking of this word’s’ joys and sunshine to a man who has on a pair-of tight boots? When n girl >•?- " M 7. #* home on lie-' eon”* ■' “ H VY ou her eye, it is almost use-, loss to toll her that providence doeth all things well. An exchange has this advertisement:' “Two sisters want washing.” We fear that millions of brothers are in the same pre dicament. NO. 38. Short dresses are coming into fashion' again, and young ladies are experiment ing ou the old, old difficulty of getting a No. G foot into a No 4 boot. A young lady, fearful of becoming stout, devotes Lvo hours to every meal, because she has read somewhere that “11. is to makes waste." When a man reminds you that you owe' him, just make a note of it. Ho will take' more interest iu tlio matter if you humor him that way. “I would go to tho end of the world to please yon. said an ardent lover to the object of his affections. “Nothing would please me more than to have you go there,” was the sweet reply. A Yankee paper says, “A mule kicked 1 an insurance agent on the cheek, the other day. The agent’s cheek was unin jured, but the mule’s hoof was broken.” A man in hartford carelessly threw some yeast cukes out into his back yard, and his rooster ate them. They exploded and blow the stuffing out of him. A Western editor says tliat“a child was run ovorjiu the street by a wagon three years' old and cross-eyed, with pantalettes oil,’ which never spoke afterwurd.”' A Yankee editor tosses up tho sponge with tho remark that, “It don’t pay to run a paper in a town where business men' read almanacs, and pick their teeth with 1 the tail of a herring.” When they take the next census in Ab erdeen they will miss Peter M’Glosky. The old man found a package and threw it into the fire to seo whether it powder or sand. It wasn’t sand. We are told that tho smallest hair throws a shadow.” And so it does. It' throws a shadow over your appetite when you find it in your blitter. A Chicago shirt-dealer has given up' coaxing ami taken to bullying the public' to trade with him. A big placard in front! of his door reads. “Buy or I will bust.” In is reported that an angel was seen suspended over the town of ltipley, Ohio, the other day. It is very likely. Any de cent angel would remain in that state of suspension twenty-five years rather than' drop into the State of Ohio. In peeling onions put a large needle in’ the mouth, half in aud half out. The needle attracts the oily juee of the bulb, - and any number maybe peeled without' utibeting the eyes. Before an Augusta policeman could ar-' rest a three-card monte man the other day the latter swindled him out of six dollars in currency, a silver snuffbox and a pair of silver-plated chicken gaffs. He lives in Khinabeck now—one hun dred aud eight years of age, threads a needle at arm’s length, slept with Noah when a boy, ployed marbles with Pharaoh and turned a grindstone for G. W. to sharpen his little cherry-cutter. A good way to restore a man, appar-’ eutly drowned, is to first dry him thor oughly inside and out, aud then clap a speaking trumpet to his ear aud inform him that his mother-in-law’s dead. Abner Granger started out twenty-tour years ago from his home to fodder the cows and lie hasn’t retuned yet. Possibly he made a mistake and went out to fodder the worms—who known. Tho last bit of fun that wc have heard’ of is of a man who poked his friend with 1 it guri lie didn’t know was loaded. Tlitr undertaker said it was awfully jolly; __ A strong armed American tootb-jerker has just opened his tool-chest in Rome. Persons who have seen him go through' the motions think ho is destined to niuka “Romo howl.” A lady, who her love had sold. Ask’d if a reason could he toltl Why wedding rings wore made of gold? I ventured thus to instruct, her: Love, ma’am nnd lightning are tho same— On earth they glance, from heaven they came; Love is the soul’s electric flame, And gold its best conductor. How frail a thing life is in some peoploh It is said that ail alleged murderer who’ was taken out of jail by a Kentucky mob’ a short timo ago, riddled with bullets, hacked and curved with bowie knives, beaten over the head with clubs and crow bars, and then saturated with kerosene oit nnd cremated, lias died from liis injuries. A Western paper says, “Talk about the wind blowing tho grasshoppers away.' One of them faced Monday’s gale for an hour, and then yanked a shingle off to lionse for a fan, saying it was awfully sultry.” The poet who sent an effusion entitled "Nothing but Flowers” to a paper for' publication is dying rapidly with mortifi cation. The poem appeared as “Nothing but Fleas.” When tho compositor was' - reasoned with he said he thought there ought to be something “lively” about the poem. An exchange tells of n married woman’ in Canada, who has been in sort of a trance and has slept during the past vino' years, with tho exception of about fivo minutes every day to take on fuel; and 1 who has just come to her senses and begun to talk again. Her husband—poor man, he will probably be glad to exchange his home for a situation as engineer of u‘ steam w histle or a double acting trip hammer. They have discovered the remains of a gaiut in Smiley’s Grossing down in Texas, The skeleton is fifteen feet iu length and one of the teeth is eleven inches long and six inches wide. Only think what an aw ful famine that chap would create on a free lunch counter, or at a hotel table. What a deadhead he would have made— ho aud his wife-—for the audience behind Lo yell "Down iti'front” at—eh? Such thing are hot to be contemplated •without-a shudder;-