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VOL. 2. DUBLIN, GEOKGIA, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 20,1871). NO. 0 TIIE DATS THAT ARE NO MORE. Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart and gather in the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields And thinking of days that are no more. Fresh ns the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the under worn Sad ns the last, which reddens every one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more. Ah, sad and strange, as in dark summer day The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; 0o sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep ns love— Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O, death in life! the days that arc no more. A NIGHT WITH THIS WOLVES, “A number of years ago,” said an old settler, whom I met on niy Wes tern travels, “I took my family to Wisconsin, and located myself in the woods, about ten miles from the nearest settlement, and at least five from the nearest neighbor. The country around was mostly forest; find wild beast and Indians were so numerous that my friends in the East, to whom I gave a description of my locality, expressed great fears for our safety, and said they should be less surprised to learn of our hav ing all been cut oft' than to hear of our still being alive out thero at the end of a couple of years. ‘•However, I did not feel alarmed much on my own account—and my wife was as brave as a hunter; but then wo had three children—the oldest.'only ten—and sometimes when J was away from home, the sudden growl of a bear, the howl of a wolf, or tho scream of a panther would make me think of them, and make me quite iieasy. “For a while, the night-screeching and howling of these wild animals alarmed the children a good deal— and sometimes my wifo and me—es pecially when we mistook the cry of a panther for an Inuian yell ; but wo soon got used to the different sounds, and then did not mind them so much; and after I luul got a few acres cleared around the dwelling they generally kept more distant at. Ilight, just as if they comprehended that the place, now in the possession of their enemies, was no longer to be fill abode for thorn, Resides, I now find then shot one, which thinned them a little, a»d probably frighten ed the others, for they gradually be came Jess bujd and annoying. "During the first year I had two ratbor narrow escapes—once from a bear, and once from a panther; but tho most remarkable of all was the one which happened during the sec ond winter, and which I have always designated as a “Night with the Wolves,” “One • bitter cold morning—the ground being deeply covered with snow, so crusted arid frozen that no feet could sink into it-—I brought out my horse for my wife to ride to C , the nearest settlement, where she had some purchases to make, which she wished to attend to herself. Resides being muffled well in her own clothing, I wrapped a lingo buffalo robe around her; and admonishing her that the wopds were full of danger after dark, I urged her to be sure and get back by sunset, which she promised to do. “All day long after her departure, from some cause for which I could not uccont, I felt very much depress ed and uneasy, as if something evil were going to happen; and when I saw the sun about a half an hour high, and no signs of my wife re turning, I got out my pistols, rifle, ammunition and hunting-knife, sad dled a young and rathor skittish colt and bidding the children to keep within the doors, and the house safe ly locked, I mounted and rode off to meet her, which I expected to do at every turn of the horsepath. But at every turn was doomed to disappoint ment; and when I had put mile after mile behind me, without seeing any signs of her, I becamo more and more alarmed, and dashed on still faster. “It was just about dark when I saw the lights of C gleaming in the distance; but before I reached town I met my wife hastening homo- ward--she having been unexpectedly detained by meeting an old acquaint ance, who had recon tly come on "from Eastward, and with whom she had remained to gather tho news and take supper—tho time passing away so quickly as to render her belated before she was aware of it. “I was greatly rejoiced to find her safe and unharmed—but not a little puzzled to account for my presenti ment of evil, which appeared tome had taken place without cause— though in this respect I was greatly mistaken as the sequel will show. “We now set off at a brisk trot homeward—through a dense, dark, gloomy wood, which lined our path on either side—and had safely pro ceeded about five miles, when we were somewhat startled by a scries of long, plaintive howls, at a considera ble distance, and in different direc tions. and which our experience told us were wolves, seemingly calling and answering each other through r.lie great forest; “The wolves of this region were of the larger and fiercer species; and though ordinarily and singly they might not attack a human being, yet iu numbers and pressed by hun ger, as they generally were at this season of the yea/, I by no means felt certain that we should not be molested. “Accordingly we quiekoned the pace of our horses and us wo hurried on I grew every moment more uneasy and alarmed as I noticed that many sounds graudually approached us. We had just entered a deep hollow, where a few large trees stretched their huge branches over a dense thicket, when suddenly there arose several loud, harsh, baying and snar ling sounds close at hand. The next moment there was a quick rustling and thrashing among the bushes, and some six or eight largo wolves— lean, gant, and maddened with hun ger—sprung into the path close be side ns. “This happened so suddenly and unexpectedly that my wife gave a slight scream and dropped her rein; and the horse, rearing and plunging :it the same moment, unseated her; and she fell to the ground, right in the midst of the savage beasts, whose glaring eyes shone iu tho darkness like so many coals of fire. “Fortunately her sudden fall startled tho wild animals a little; and as they momentarily drew back, she, with rare presence of mind, at once gathered her bnfalo robe, which she had dragged with her, in such a manner about her person as to protect herself from the first on set of their fangs. Tho next mo ment the ferocious animals with tho most savage growls, sprung at her, at me, and the two horses simulta neously. Hers at once shook himself clear of his foes and lied; and mine began to rear and plunge iu such a muuner that I could noc make use of a single weapon, and only by main strength kept him from running away with me. “It was a terrible momontof exci ting agony; and the instant I could release my feet from the stirrups I leaped to the ground with a yell— my rifle slipping from my hands, und discharging itself by tho ooncus- sion, and my steed rushing like lightning after his first companion over tho frozen snow, “Luckily, I had my loaded pistols and my knife convenient to my grasp; and soaroely oonscious of what I was doing, but thinking only that tho dear mother of my little ones lay fairly boncath three or four of tho furious fighting and snarling wild beasts, I grasped tho weapons one in each hand, cocked them at tho same instant, and fairly jumping into the midst of my euemies, placed tho muzzles against the heads of two that had turned to rend mo, and fir ed them both together. “Both shots, thank God ! took effect—it could not be. otherwise— and as the two wolves rolled howling back in their death agonies, their starving companions, smelling and getting a taste of their blood, .aiid instinctively comprehending that they were now fairly in their pDwor, fell upon them with the most raven ous fury, and littorally toro them to pieces, and devoured them before my very eyes, almost over the body of my wifo, and in less, I should say, than a minute of. time. “Ascertaining by a few anxious inquiries that my wife was still alive and unharmed, I bade her remain quiet, and, picking up my rifle, 1 proceeded to load all my weapons with the greatest dispatch. “As soon as I had rammed tho first ball home I felt tompted to shoot another of tho animals ; but at that moment I heard distant howl ing, and fearing wo should soon be beset by another pack, I reserved my firo for tho next extromo danger and hurriedly loaded the others. “Rv the time I had fairly complet ed this operation our first assailants, having near gorged themselves upon their more mifortuuato companions, began to slink away, but tho cries of tho others at tho same timo grew nearer, warned me to be upon my guard. “I had just succoodod in getting my wifo more securely rolled in her protecting robe—as the safest thing 4 could do iii extremity—and inyself, pistols in my hand, in a dqfonsive attitude over her body, when some eight or ton more of the savage and and desperate creatures nmilo their apjioaranco upon the sceno. “There was a momentary pause as they came into view and discovered me—during which their eyes glared and shone like living coals—and then with terrific growls and snarls, they began to circle around mo, each mo ment narrowing the space between us. Suddenly one more darmjjfor hun gry than the others bounded forward and received a shot from one of rny pistols directly between the eyes, and as lie rolled back upon the snow a part of the others sprang upon him, as in the case of tho first. “But I had no time to congratu late myself that I had disposed of him; for almost at the same instant I felt tho lacorating fangs <;f another in my thigh, which caused mo to shriek with pain; ami my poor wife, with an answering shriek, believing it was all over with mo, was about to get up and face the worst, when, shouting to her not to stir, that I was still safe, I placed my pistol against the head of my assailant, und stretched him quivering on the snow also. “I still had my liflo iu reserve; and pointing it at tho fightiug pack, I poured its contents among them. How many wore wounded I do not know; but almost immediately tho spaco around us became cleared of our howling enemies—some limiting as they fled, and appearing to bo lmrrasscd by tho others. “Again it appeared to mo we had met with wondorful deliverance; and though the wound in my thigh was somewhat painful, a brief examina tion satisfied me that it would not prove serious; and I hastily proceeded to rcloud my weupons—my wife meantime getting upon her feet em bracing tne tenderly, and earnestly thanking God for our preservation. “‘Oh, tho dear ohildron/' she ex claimed, with maternal tenderness, ‘little do they know how noar they have become being made orphans, and left alone in this solitary wilder ness! Let us hasten home to them! Oil, let us hasten home to them, while wo have an opportunity !’ “ ‘Wo have no opportunity,’ I gloomily replied. ‘Hark 1 there are move of our foes in the distance—do you hear them?’ “ ‘And are they .coming this way, too?’ she trombling inquired. “ ‘Oh, groat God! What will be come of us!’ she oxcluimed; ‘for 1 am almost certain wo shall not survive a third attack.’ “ ‘I see but one way of escape.’ said I, anxiously. .‘We must climb a fcrefe, and remain in the branches un til morning.’ “‘Wo shall surely freeze lo death there!’ she replied. “ ‘1 trust; but not at all events, as our horses are gone, we have no otli • or alternative. I think your buffalo robe, woll wrapped around, will pro tect you from tho cold, as it has done from the wolves; and as formysolf, I will endeavor to keop warm by climbing up and down, and stamp ing upon tho limbs.’ “ ‘But why not kindle a fire?’ she quickly rejoined, her voice suddenly animated with a hope that I was ob liged to disappoint. “ ‘For two reasons,’ I replied. ‘First, because wo liavo not time- do yon hoar another hungry pack howling?—and secondly, because wo have not tho materials—tho loose brush and sticks being under tho snow.’ “ ‘God help us then!’ groaned my wifo; ‘there seems nothing for us but death 1 May the good God grant that they may not ho made orphans this night/’ “1 bade her take heart and not despair; and then selecting a large tree, whoso limbs wero broad and thick, but above tho reach of our Onenjicw, I hastily assisted lior to a good foothold, and immediately climbed up after hor. “Wo were not there a moment too soon; for scarcely had wo got our selves settled in a oomfortablo posi tion, when another pack of our hun gry enemies appeared below us— howling, snarling and fighting— their upturned eyes occasionally glowing fearfully in the darknoss. “But we wore safe from thoir reach; and al}» that long, dismal night, wo remained there, listening to their discordant tones, and think ing of the dear ones at homo. “Tho night was intensely cold; and in spite of all my efforts to keep my sluggish blood in circulation, 1 became so bonumbod before'morning that I believe I should have given up and perished, except for the pleading voice of my wifo, who hogged me for God’s sake, to hold out, and not lcn\o her a widow and my children fatherless. “Daylight came at last; and never • was a morn hailed with more joy. Our foes now slunk away, ono by one, and left us to oursclvoH; and a few minutes after thoir disappearance I got down and exercised rnysolf vio lently; and having thus brought back a little warmth to my system, I assisted my wifo to alight, and we at onqe started homeward. “I searcoly need add that wo arri ved there in due time, to find our poor, night long terrified children, almost frantic with joy at our safe return.” Japanese Cement.—Mix the best powdered rice with a little cold water, then gradually add boiling water un til a proper consistence is ucquircd, being careful to keep it well stirred all the time; lastly, it must be boiled for one minute in a clean sauce-pan. This glue is beautifully white and almost transparent, for which reason it is well adapted for fancy paper work, which requires a strong and colorless cement.—Exchange. A writer on styles says: “It is the fashion in Franco for ladies to tako their tea in bonnot and gloves.” It may bo, but wo prefer a teacup. Gloves nmko tea taste bud, and bon nets drip so,—/fartford Tost, Tho Vicissitudes of timo and the mutability of human affairs are more strikingly illustrated in the history of the Bonaparte family than in that, of any other group of personages of this modern era. Tho founder of the greatnoss of tho family, the first Napoleon, came of a good, hut not a distinguished Corsican family. Like many other great men, ho ascribed his snoocss in life to the touchings of a noble mid heroic mother. Ho was a quiet, thoughtful child, and a hard student. All. the world knows how ho lose from an lmmblo scholar of the Polytechnic at Puris, through tho grades of military service, to bo gen eral of the French urmiop, Emperor of France, and Dictator of the Euro* roan world. Kings trembled at his frown and their thrones melted away at his nod. His only implacable and irresistible foe was England. Pos sessed of an invincible navy, with a population of bull-dog courage and steadiness, with free institutions suf ficiently old to have developed the highest typo of statesmanship, and to have .accumulated within narrow compass enormous woulth—tho isles of Britain defied his mighty powoi\ instilled courage into their fainting allies, renewed combinations as fast as coalitions wore destroyed, and at last, through British hate, gold, in fluence and power, tlio first great Napoleon mot his Waterloo, rofugeod on to the British frigate Uolorophoii and was thence transported to die, a desolate prisoner, on the rook-bound Island of St. Helena, many t housands of miles distant his beloved France! That. France, for awhile, seemed to hate and then to have forgotten him and his name. The mombors of liis family were wander ers upon tho face of the enrfli, and the detested Bourbon again held his court in the halls of tho Tuillerios. But true greatness never dies. Time but serves to dim the faults, wliilo it brightens the virtues of a nation's boro, and thero is no people on earth more susceptible of hero worship than tho French. Tho government, of Louis Philippp, to bolster his totter ing throne, pandered to this sonti- inenr,. Negotiations were opened with the British government. With groat formality the body of Napoleon was delivered from its lonely resting place by the British military to the French authorities, and placed upon a French frigate, until the mouth of the Heine was reached, and there’ transferred tu a magnificent funeral barge. Not in eighteen hundred years have such burial honors been paid to the dead as wore then accord- od by the French people to him who had now become thoir domi-god. Mourners lined the hanks of tho river from Paris to tho sea.. The re mains wore transferred at the city, from the barge to a stately car, and amidst tho acclamations of minglod triumph and grief of hundreds of thousands of spectators, accompanied by tho civil and military magnates of the .land, through miles of streets, decorated with omhloms of national pride and woe, to tho roll of drums, the lohg drawn notes of a thousand trumpets and the boom of a hundred cannon, the body of Napoleon moved on, surrounded by such pomp and circumstance as hud never marked his arrival in the capital of his Em pire before, until it was laid to rest beneath the dome of the I aval ides. Thero it hits remained undisturbed, oven by t he rude hands under whose blows the column veudome fell and tho Hotel de Villo hecaino a pile of rubbish. Tho same people who ren dered these honors, a few years be fore, had cursed tho name of Bona parte; and their children and grand children have torn the royal initial letter “N” from evory pnblio place in Franco. Tho fccblo sou of Maria Louisa scarcely attained manhood before he died in the palaoo of his grandfather und jailor, the Emperor of Austria, with nothing more than ! the mafic of Napoleon tho second. tongue of evil report not to have had a drop of Bonaparte blood in his veins, but to have been the son of a Dutch Admiral, the unlawful lover of his mother. This was no doubt an unfounded scandal against the beautiful and unfortunate Hortenso, Queen of Holland, inflicted by tho malicious tongues of tho most cor rupt .society of modern times. At least, that is the u nlici ( .i' the Bona parte family, the French people, and III'. 1 notables of Europe. Whatever may he the secret of his origin, how ever, no man over hnderwent greater vicissitudes of fortune. Born a prince, and heir to a kingdom, we next hear of him us a wandering vagabond, then a .State prisoner for a week, and futile attempt to raise ail insurrection, then again as a wan derer in the new world, out of pocket, and frequenting questionable resorts in tho neighborhood of Now York and Philadelphia, and then lio turns up as u night watchman on tho Police Force of London, Two or three years elapse and behold the change, —Louis Napoleon is President of the French republic, a coup dedal, and again a Napoleon wears tho Imperial crown of Franco. Then follow twon- ty years of grandeur and;magnifi cence. lie is popular with his people, the husband of the most beautiful and distinguished woman in Europe, the father of a promising son, tho hero of the Crimea, of Holfereno and Magenta, the protector of the Homan Catholic Hierarchy, I he promoter of i he arts and sciences, the entertainer of Kings and potentates, m short, by virtue of the plolioscite, the absolute ruler of the first nation of continental ETViW)io. Another change—a groat war, a Sedan, and Napoleon the third is a prisoner oncemove in liis life, a dethroned sovereign, followed by the curses and oxcorations of a humiliat ed people. This timo, however, tlio England which lmd banished the first. Napoleon to dio on an isolated rock in the Atlantic ocean, I’ccoivod the third of tho name with all tho hospitality and delioaoy which could bo extended to royalty In misfortune. At quiet, hut elegant Chisolhursfc, surrounded by luxuries but doprived of empire, Napoleon tho third sank into , the arms of death—and thero the onco beautiful and still quoonly Eugenie has mourned at onco tho loss of a husband and a crown. In the English Horvieo, at tho*military school < f Woolwich, tho young Prjnco Imperial received liis education, Hated in Franco by all but a faction, honored and respected in England, until of late the hereditary enemy of liis house, ho offered his services in the Zulu war, and in a remote jungle in Bontli Africa, a few weeks ago, in an obscure skirmish, was done to death by the asseigis of tho natives. Tho grief stricken Empress has soon hor dead son laid by tho side of liis dead father in tho comparitivoly lmmblo chapel of Chiselliurst. Will she live to see them removed to the grand tomb of the first Napoleon in the heart of La Telle Franco ? Tho Bonaparte stock is still numerous, Will she livo to yet see another of the name upon the throne of France? Who can tell, if tho vicissitudes of the family iu tlio future should ho as groat us they liavo been in tho past! “You are nothing hut a dema gogue,” said a tipsy fellow to Tom Marshall, who promptly paid him back. “Put a wjsp of straw around you, and you will ho nothing but a demijohn.” Tlio woman who eloped with a man with a cork leg oxeusod herself by stating that sho was only trying to help a poor oripple along. A woman at Hill, N. II., roeoived a vis’.t from her sistor bust weok, it being tho first timo tho two hud met in sixteou years, although living within four miles of each other. TI»oy did not recognize each other. The Bonaparte Family. “Tho Nephew of his Uncle,” the third Napoleon, was said by the