Mt. Vernon Republican (Mount Vernon, Ohio : 1854), 1864-04-19

              u Hi"' ji i i " , .A ' ....... t.. iw.,.-. .4. .. , . i . ' ' i' ,iir ' , . ., i.i.-'-'.-'trii' t .s wt jivifliKBt . . j. .f ,' Hfaa , WiM nnvn''' jH-WJWIiEwaPjMMiH.'- t - v- ----V im-wi w- fr ITT n 4 r-v ivu ;.vi TOL X. MOUNT VERNON, OHIO TUESDAY,- APRIL 19, ISfil. .NO?.. IT YPT ir4 I .1 MOUNT VERNON EEPLBLICAN. TERMS: . For one yoar (invariably in n.dvance)$2.00 For six months, 1,00 ' TIRMS OJ ADVERTISING. ' f tquare, 8 wccki, . 1 ,00 nquaro, 3 months, 3,00 One square, 6 months, ' - 4,60 One squaro, 1 year, G,00 One square (changeable monthly) 10,00 Changeable weekly, 15,00 Two squarw, 3 weeks, 1 ,75 Two squares, 6 weeks, 8,25 Two squares, 3 months, 5,25 Two squnrcs, 6 months, 6,75 Two squares, 1 year, 8,00 Three squares, 3 weeks, 2,50 Three squares, 6 weeks, 4,50 Three squares, 3 months, 6,00 Thrcfe squares, 6 months, 8,00 . Throe squares, 1 year, .-One-fourth column, chan. quartcrlyjtk),? One-thir4 " ' 22,00 One-half " ' " 28,00 One column, changcablo quarterly, 60,00 riginal Jpoctrg. , For the RepuM'om. THE REBELLION. a the still mild tTjn'ng as I am want te do, On this dread and great Eebellion I was thinking; iAnd often whnn some angel spirit I would woo, ' Whilst the great red sun beneath the . iky was linking, To solve the end of a mighty Nation's ,TjoubleF; A.ttd though no earthly being deigned ' tear my path, Xu to turn from vain and m-Iy soul seemeu , v ty bubbles. ' M . en world Where the hightened and Uu. of wisdom hath The power of the pure and good that lived on earth. And there seemed as if a friend to mo were speaking, Who long ago received his bigh celestial birth, To aid me, in what my eager mind was seeking. Thus ho Ftemed to speak, in utterings clear ' and low, "Not till the slavish sins of generations past, That thou hast, O man! on the ebeon race bestowed,' . Shall the crushing wors of war loose their iron grasp, Nut till the mountain of the dreadful guilt i moved, From the lusting souls of thy domineering men, Shall thy dear Country peaceful and pros . perous prove. Nor shall the full blossom of thy liberty then, Be free from the thraldom of long ending vice, Without fullest freedom to the million-givej; " ' And ruin and crimj this nation will re-visit thrice, With the terrror striking thunderbolts of Heaven, If none will strive to stay the willful tyrant's hand, - And render justice to Africa's swarthy races, Throughout tho plains, across thy ocean ' bounded lands; And although there heirs to dark be' clouded faces. Stlcftefr Story. T&e Lighter Harden, . BTM ARTHUR . . A ploasant family sitting-room. Time, evening. From the Small bronzed chande-llier hangs a drop light over a centre table covered with books. Thewarm air comes ; in through an open register, giving to the s apartment a gonial summer1 temperature. 'The room is not large, nor js the furniture mostly. Everything is plain, but good and . oomfortable. Threo young children, who have closed their evening game ef romps have just passed out with their mother it is their bed time and the father sits alone. A few minutes ago smiles lit up his face, caught from the children's gladness; but there smiles have faded; a cloud has dropped down over his countenance; he is gloomy and troubled. 7; ifussat Mr. Catherwood, when his wife returned from the chamber whnrn liml I rt ,:u il. l ' f i VI. M. VUIIU1UU III LI1H M I T 1 1 1 1 IF HI B II m I U Her heart was light; but a hand seemed . laid upon her bosom the momentshe came , back into her husband's presence. A feel- ing of care and anxiety oppressed her.- She looked earnestly at her ouabain., and saw that bis brow was clouded. - 'What troubUs you?' she asked. 'I hope nothing has gone wrong?' ' ' 'Everything is going wrong!' Mr Cather wood answerod. IIow we are to make both ends meet, is more than I can tell. . Coal has gone up to twelve dollars a ton!' i fTo twelve dollars?' i 'Ves awfevery thing elo iu proportion. Gfood, clothing, taxes, marly all double what they were; and to day I recoivod notice that our rent would bo raised from four of five hundred dollars.' 'Mrs. Catherwosd drew a quiok, signing breath. 'To five hundred dollars!' aho responded the tiouble in her face growing deeper 'Yes; but if that were all,' said her hus band, 'we might get along tasily enough It is the sdvanse to every item of persona it. .... auu uoiueuoiu expenditure mat is going to break us down. 'Don't say break us down, ITonry., Mr' Catherwood's voice Was choked, 'I do say break us town!' he replied with a fretful emphabis. 'What is to bin. dcrr jLverytlnng breaks down when the burden goes beyond the strength.' 'We must begin to limit ourselves,' said Mrs. Catherwood. 'We must lighten the bi'rden by throwing over all superfluities, ana even some otour comforts. .. Uettcr this, than to break down.' 'I wish tho war was over,' Mr Cathcr wood spoke with a gloomy impatience. 'If it goes on much longer, wo shall ha v nothing lefL' 'I think,' aaswerod Mrs. Catherwood.in a gentle, suggestive tone, that, compared with many ethers, the war so far, has touched us very lightly. We havo not suffered the abridgement of"a singlo comfort.''The abridgement ht.i come. It is even now at our door,' said Mr. Catherwood. 'And, if the war continuos, it will go on, until absoluto wsnt stares us in tho face.' 'If need be that we suffer for our oun- try, let us do it patiently,' replied Mrs Ca'.herwood,who was of a morebopefuldispo haa her husband. She had alread above the ',W0IM,'nS influenceof hisstato. n ' : .... "'""umstances ore such 1U UIIJF VTCUt, OU1 V that we shall Lever be called t.. ,"wcve" " '..r a tithe of the pain that will ho laid en thousands of stricken hearts. And if our portion of the common burden bf so very light in comparison with our neighbor's burden, is it well to complain? With so much left to be thankful for, is it not a sin to murmur. I thought of the atarviog Union prisoners in Richmond, as I sat at our plentiful table this evening; of the fathers there, who left children at home as t'early lovec us ?urs; of the husbands there, whose wives weep for them bitter and unavailing tears. Oh, Henry ! for us, complaint is sin!' Mr. Catherwood made no reply to this dropped his eyes away from his wife's face and looked down at the floor. Thought went to the starving prisoners in Richmond; t) the homeless men, women and children who were suffering and in cxilo for love of country; to tho thousands who had sacri ficed their all; to the sick and wounded in hospitals; to the sorrowing ones scattered all over tho country who mourned their loved and lost. He felt rebuked. The door of the room was opened with t jerk, and a servant came in. Iter manner was excited. 'What's wanted?' asked Mrs. Cather wood. ' . . 'They've sent for you next door.1 'Mrs. Catherwood started to her feet, 'Is anything wrong there?' she asked, alarmed by tho servant's tone and appearance.'Yes, ma'am. They've got bad news. and Mrs Lester has fainted dead away.' 'News from Captain Lester?' 'Yes ma'am. He's kiilod, they say!' 'Mrs- Catherwood struck her hands to gether, arid utterod an exclamation of surprise and pain. 'When did it happen?' asked Mr Cather wood. He spoko with forced calmness. His face had beoonio palo. ' " 'They didn't tell me sir.' The girl was all iu a flurry, and said, 'Please ask Mrs. Catherwood to come right in.' JNo delay ocoured. Without stopping for shawl or hood, Mrs. Catherwood ran in to her afflicted neighbor. Mr. Catherwood fjllowid soon after, thinking that he might be of some use. He learned that a dispach had been received announoing the death of Captain Lester in Western Virginia, and that Mrs. Letter had fainted on receiving the iutoiligenoe, and was still insocsible. Two children, a hoj and a girl, one six and the other eight years of age, camo with noiseless steps into the parlor. On seeing Mr Catherwood they pausod with a timid air. He held out his hands, and they came and sat down on the sofa, one on each side, and leaned their hoads against him. There was something wrong In the house. Their mother was ill, suddenly and strangoly. No tongue yet had uttered the fatal truth in their ears. They did not know that they were fatherles. But they felt the chill and shadow of impending evil. Mr Cather wood's heart grew faint and his eyes wet He eouM not trust his voice to speak to the children; but hr put his arms around them. ' Mamma's sick,' said the little girl, look ing np at Mr Catherwood with a sobor face, as he drew her, with a tender; pity, ing impulse, to his side. 'I'm very sorry,' he answered lief softly 'And I'm sorry, responded tile boy. 'But the doctor's coming, and he'll make her well,' he added, in atone of condleneo. Alas for the unhappy mother! Hcr's was a sickness beyond the skill of any mortal physician. Time only, with God's mercy and loving kindness, could Leal the hurt of hor soul. Mr Catherwood did not reply, though ho felt that tho littlo troubled hearts beside him were waiting for some responsive assurance from bis lips. Vague sorrows do not rest very heavily on the hearts of young children. The uu. conscious orphans, up later than their usual hour, were presently, asleep, leaning agaiust Mr Catherwood. Their nurse came in and took them away. How his heart yearned towards these children suddenly left fatherless. He thought of his own little ones, still within the sphcro of his protecting love; of his wife, still leaning against him as her stay in the world; of hiuiscH, safe from the peril of shot or sa-1 bre-stroke, and involuntarily he looked up wark, and sud 'Thank God!' The doctor came, and stayed an hour with Mrs. Lester. Life nieved again through her pulses, but unconsciously cobtinucd. There was nothing that Mr. Catherwood could do for the family, and so he returned home. His wife came in soon afterwards; tho relatives and friends of Mrs Lester having arrived and taken her place in the chamber of the still insen sible widow. Her eyes were red with weeping for the sorrow of another her f'ice pale with pain fcr the suffering of another. 'Oh, Henry ! Isu't this sad, sad!' And Mrs. Catherwood laid her face upon the shoulder of her huslitndsnd sobbed. 'Poor Mrs Lester!' she added. 'It will be better for her if hor eyes never opofl again to the world If it werd iipt for her ohild'r;' 1 MU,d w!sh she mii?ht pass away and join hJ husband in the other world.' Mr Catherwood made no resp.'W. He was thinking of the complaints ho bau u'' tered a little wailo before; and of his impatience and weak despondency under his small share of the common burden which a great national calamity had laid on the people's shoulders. 'God has been very good to me, Henry, said bis wife, breaking iu upon his thoughts very, very good ! I have my hu-band. Ob, if you are spared, I will suffer what ever evil may come and Seal my lips in silence. Toor Mrs Lester! My heart runs over with sorrow at the thought of hcr "You have not complained Mr. Catherwood spoke, in self-humiliation. 'It is I who have murmured; I who have been ungrateful. How selfishly blind I was! Looking inward upon our own littlo world, with eyes jealous over our own good, fretting and anxious because the cost of living had so increased that some of the luxuries must be given up; while thousands and tens of thousands had been called to abandon everything homes, estateSj friends, tven life itself! Yesterday, I met a soldier on the street. Both arms were gone, and the empty sleeves of his coat hung loosely at his s'JM I shall Dot soon forget the expression of his face. Tlicrd was humiliation in it. The ultimate paw er of a man is in bis bands and arms; and these were gone. If ho had lost both legs, his arms remaining, the active mind would yet have Mio agents by which to work its will. But, the arms gone, he is helpless, He cannot put food into his mouth he cannot dross himself. He must be almost entirely depend ont upon others. I was haunted by the man's image long after I passed him in the street.' 'It is by contrasting another's evil with our good that we see the greatness of our blossings,' replied Mrs. Cathcrweod. 'Oh, my nusoanai ict us be cnary ot complaint, lest, being accounted unworthy, our good be taken oway. What if we find our in-como too small for our present way of living? Then, let us cheerfully keep down a little lower and thank God for what is lett. I lay awake at night, often, thinking of . 1. . ... 1. ... n ' . . i v. muse wuu arc cuiiering up 10 uie Climax of human endurance for their country's sake of poor refugees, old men, tender women aud yeung children driven from their homes; hunted by bloodhounds; hiding ii swamps and caves, hungry, sick, dying! Of the wounded on the battlefields, perishing alone; of the sick, wasting in hospital of the myraid storms of anguish this war has visited upon our people. Oh, Henry, our burden is so light that it is sin to complain." 'Say no more, darling!' returned Mr. Catherwood. 'I am sufficiently rebuked. Come what will, hereafter, my lips shall be sealed. 'I did not mean to rebuke you, Henry. No matter. I am rebuked. Complaint came too quickly to my tongue; partly from hobit, partly from selfishness, and partly from a disposition to look at the darke- side of things. But it was all wrong, weak, ungrateful; and it shall cease. For what tho good God sends I will be thank" fuljand tho evil he termite I will try to bear with suitable patience. At present, my burden i light very light.' Select jpoctrj) PIN MONEY AND NEEDLE MONEY. rix :o5Ey, She is sitting iu hor boudoir, That woman young and fair, With costly jewels flashing Upon her bosom bare; Her eyes with joy are beaming, And her cheek is full of health, ' And her look, hor dress, her chamber, Speak of rank, and birth, and weultU. Her lip is liko the ruby, Her brow untouched by care, Like a fountain in the sunlight Is tho waving of her hair; Her neck is finely rounded, And her hands are soft and warm, And full of grace and beauty Is her slightly bending form. And she laughs a ringing laughter, Such as tinkles on tho ear Like a bell which tells the weary heart That thoe we love are near; And perhaps her finders lightly Beat the time cf some gay tune, And she thiuks w;.th girlish gladness, "O, I may be married soon." And so she sits, the rich girl, In thoughtless gaiety. With buoyant spirits, queenly pride, Her thoughts and actions free, Her prospects wealth ana pleasure, And luxury and ease, A title and a toble came, Companions auch as these, ncr elegance, her riches. Her heritage of pride, Her light and polished manners, Her influence spreading wide, The opera, the Drawing-room, The Theatre, tho Ball-But may not even these be made Tcmptat'ons to her full? NEEDLE MONET. She is sitting in tier garrett, That woman pale and thin, Her kerchief fastened scantily Beneath her wasted chin. jjer e is sunk and heavy, And her '"keek i pale and gaunt, And her look, hs." dres8 lier chaml er, Speak of woe, of toii, "f-wrnt. ncr lip is parched and shrivelled, And her Vow is trouble's seat, Her hair is thin and wasted, Though the scanty locks are neat; Her neck is skin and gristle, And her hands are skin and bone, And tho boHy, God's own making, Crook'd and deformed has grown. And she coughs as if a death-watch Sat ticking in her breast, Ever clinging closely to her. Even when she fain would rest, And her trembling fingers hurry, For her week is far from dot.o, And she thinks with with mournful pleasure,Well. T mnv hn hnr!e1 cAfin.f' . V : . And so she sits,- the poor girl, In endless misery, Without aehiog heart and drooping head, In iron slavery. Her prospects aro a death-bed, Or worse, a life of shame, And her friends that cheer her busy hands Are ever still the same. For behind her is tho workhouse, And before her are the streets, On the right hand is the prison, On the left starvation sits. And the pestilence and famine, And the river and the rope, And the cold and wet and darkness Come1 to cling about her hope. . WHICH IS BETTER. Alas! the rich may hardly The heavenly kingdom see; Alas! niu;h is the peril Where pride and laughter be. . Blest are the meek in spirit, Said He that walked the earth To seek and save the lost and lore, Himself of lowly birth. F. C. WeMon. Radicalism and Conservatism A Figure and Us Application. No happier illustration of a great truth is to be found in the whole range of 1 tera-ture than the following from the pen of the celebrated Dr. Holmes of Boston. - It is perfect in its imagery, and has a case exactly in point to fit it, which we shall proceed to point out : "Did you nevef, in walling in the field oomo aiross a large flat stone, which hud been, nobody knows how long just where you found it, with tho gtass forming little hedge, as it were, all around it, close to its edges? and have not, iu obedience to a kind of fouling that told you it had been lying there long enough, insinuated your stick or your f,ot or fingers under it edge, and turned it ovef as a housewife turns a cake, when alio says to herself, "It is done brown enough by this time!" What an odd revolation, and what an un- forscon and unpleasant surprise to i small community the very existenco of which you had not susprcted, until the sudden dismay onu scattering among its member) produced by your turning the old stone over! Blades of grass flattened down, colorless, matted together, as if they hud been bleachod or ironed; hideous crawling creatures, some of them coleopterous or homey-shelled turtle bugs, one wants to call them; some of them softsr, bnt cunningly spread aud compressed liko Lepiue watches, black, glossly crickets, with their long filmants, sticking out liko the whips of four-horse stage coaches; motionless, slug-liko creatures, young lurvto, perhaps more horrible in thoir pulpy stillness than oven in the infernal wriggle of maturity! But no sooner is the stone turned acd the wholesome light of day let upon this compressed and blinded community of creeping things, than all of them which enjoy tho luxury of legs and some of thom have a good many rush round wildly, butting each other and everything in their way, and end in a general stampede for underground retreats from a region poisoned by sunshine. Next year you will see the grass growing tall and green where the stone lay; tho ground-bird builds her nent where the beetle had his hole; the dande lion and the buttercup are growing there, and the broad fans of insect-augels open and shut over their golden disks, as the rhythmed waves of blissful consciousness pulsate through their glorified being. There is meaning in eaeh of those imagesthe butterfly as well as the others. The stono is aucient error. The grass is human nature borne down and bleached of all its color by it. The slimes which are found beneath are tho crafty beings that thrive in darkntw, and the weaker organisms keep helpless by it. He who turns the stone over is whosoever puts the staff of truth to the bid lying incubus; no matter whother he does it with a serious face or a laughing one. The next yoar stands for tho coming time. Then shall tho nature which had lain blanched and broken rise in its full stature and native hues in the aunshino. Then shall Sod's niinistrels build thoir nests in the hearts of a new-born humanity. Then shall bca v divinity taking new lint s and cojors jjg ujivu iuc buuib ui men as me butterfly, image the bcautlful 8P;rit. rising from the dust, soars from the 8,10,1 that held a grub, which would ne'1 havo found wings had not the stone been lifteu. You r.evor need think you can turn over any old falsehood without a terrible squirming and scattering of the horrid little pop ulation that dwells. under it." The "large flat stone" in Missouri is slavery, that for long years has been lying prono upon the State, shutting out the sunshine and crushing and stunting the development of her energies. Around ' .t l -P .1. - over in Illinois, in Iowa and in the en., Kansas, the fragrant - - "hcdjro" that Doctor Holmes speaks of, has grown Tip in el shspe of laxuriant free institutions and flourishing industrial enterprises, leating Missouri liko a desert in their niiJst.- Nor is the other part of the picture, the "hideous' crawling creatures," produced shcltored in the darkness that find's' "lace beneath the great "stone," wanting. The entire progency of treason, the most loatb. some and venomous of all the vermin that afflict the earth, the multitudinous offspring of ignorance, aud all tho creeping forms which oppression brings to life, have found a place and protection beneath the shadow of slavery. Happily for Missouri, a deliverer has come to remove this incumbrance from her bosom and let tho sunlight and the winds of freedom perform their holy office in her behalf. Radicalism has taken hold upon the "stono," raised it from its bed, and is about rolling it away from the State forever. True, thero is wild confusion as this proocssgoes on. The entire community of Conservatism is in agony and trepi dation. The slimy and hideous creatures which so long havo dwolt und'iKturbod in thoir fastcness, deeming the State their own, array themselves forbattlo, but thoir resistance will be in vain. The stone will go over, and tho Stato will be froe. M.'i-$ouri Democrat, Jan. 15. After a boy had called several times at a store in Bennington, Vermont, the other day, and enquired for "Mr. Dewey," he was asked what he desired of that gentleman. "Oh! nothing,". was tho cool roply, "his house is on fire." 55?" It is now said that the Prince of Wal'js' infant son was born with a deformity, havinj onlv thi-fo tmcrnra po oneof his hands. : lUtsccllcituocuv a aouiNci or tiw rasKca school 1. On the gad ecw shore! Alwayi to hear the moaning of these dismal waves! Listen. I will tell you of my story my Btory of lovo,of misery ,of black despair. 1 nm it moral Frenchman. Sho whom I adore, whom I adoro still, ia tho wilo of a fat Mnnjuia n lop-eared, blear-eyed , greasy Ma rq u is. A man without eon). A mau with. out sentiment1, who cares naught for moon-light and music. A low, practical man who pays hi? dubu. I hate him. II. She, my soul's (lelighr,my empress, my angel, is superbly beautiful. I loved her at first night devotedly, madly. . Sho dcslied past mo in her covft. I saw her but a moment pefhaps only an instant but sho took me cap tiro then and there, forovennore, ForevtTmore! I followed her, after that, wherev er b1i went. At length she chanced to notice, smile upon me. ITy motto was en avant! That is a Freneh word. I got it out of the back part of Wor cester's Dictionary. III. She wrote mo that I might coma and see her at her own house. Oh, joy, joy unutterable, to see her at her ownhou8e! I went to see her after nightfall, in tho soft moonlight. She came down tho gravelled walk to meet me, on this beautiful midsummer night came to me in pure white, her golden hair in splendid disorder strangely beautiful, yet in tears! Sho told mo her fresh gievaneea. The Marquis, always a "despot, had latterly misused her most vilely. That very morning, at breakfast, he had cursed the Ushballa and sneered at the pickled onions. She is a good cook. Tho neighbors will tell you so. And to be told by! the base Marquis a mau who previous to his marriage Lad lived at tho cheap eating-house to be told by him that her manner of frying fish-balls was a failure it was too much. !7 tears fell fast I too wept. 1 mixed nij sobs with her'n. "Fly with me!" Ic:.,eu-. , , Iler lips met mine. J held hor in my arms. I felt her breath nporl jny cheek! It wus Ilunkey. , "Fly with mo. To New York! I will write romances for the. Sunday papers real French romances with morals to them. My style will bo appreciated. Sho" '' ' ,1 r nun Tilling - """"v FC""B wm adore it, and I will amfttf? wealth with my ready pen.1' . she cduld reply ore she could articulate her ecstacy her husband, the Marqnis, crept suake-like upon hid. Shall I write it? He kicked me out of the garden he kicked me into the street. I did not roturn. I, so etheral, so full of soul, of sentiment, of spaikling originalty! He, so gross,so practical, ts lop-eared! Had I returned tho creature would have kicked mo again. Sol left Paris for this place--this place, so lonely, so dismal. . Ah me! ' Oh dear! A Ward. cciiiorities of the ocean tosi.; - hot. Mr. Green the famous diver, tells stories of his adventures, when inak-soarch in the bottom of the ocean. He gives some new sketches of whati hesawat the "Silver Banks,' near Hayti: "Tho Banks of tho coral on which my divings were made, are about forty feet in length, and from ten to twenty in breath. On this bank of coral is presented totbo diver 0110 of the most beautiful and sublime scenes the eye ever beheld. The water varies from ten to one hundred feet in lepth, and is so clear that the diver can see from two to threo hundred feot when he is submorged, with but little obstruction to the" sight. Tho bottero of the ocean, In many plac, is a amooth, ss a marble floor,' in'wagria. ttiwa it it: al i. .11... . . wiu corai column, from ten to one hundred foot in hfghl and from one to eighty ft jn d;aui(i. ter, . Tho tops of ihoee mow lofty enp ' port a myriad of pyramidal peudontf each forming a myriad more; giving' the reality to the imaginary abode of some water nymph. Iu other plaoea ' the pendants f-nm crch aftorerch as the divr stands, on the bottom of. tho wean and piues through these hi ', thodesp vimling nvonue, he iltili . that they fill him with as sacred ad ' awe as if he were in some o!d cathe- v dm!, whieli had long been buried W ; neath 'old oceans wave.1 Here thi . there tho coral extends even to thi1 surface of the water, at if thcio Joftlui columns wcro towers belonging W those stately temples that are now Id ' ruing. 1 here were countless varieties " of'dimutive trees, hrnbs and plants,-in every crevico of tho corals, where the water has deposited the least earth'., They wore till of a I'niiit line, owiryg' , totnepaie jignt trie no-'irad, al- )fi.J v'.STSry s!iaue, and entirely different from plants I am familial: with, that vegetato upon dry land.- One in particular attracted 1117 at toutiou: it resembled a sea fan of Ita metiFe Biza, ofvariegatod colors, anol the moat brilliant bne. The flab which inhitbited theao 'Silver Bank, I found as different in kind as the 3 6conerywas varied. Tlioy were all forms colors and sizes from the'syra-metrical goby, the globolike sun-fishj from those of tho dullest hue to the changeable dolphin; fro;n the leopard ' to the hues of the sunbeam; from tbef 1 harmless minnow to voracious shark. Some had hoads like squirrels, Ctrl' ere like cats and dogs; one of gmall size resembled the bull terrier. Soma darted through the w ator like meteor-while others could scarcely be seen to move. To enumerate and ftxplaial all the various kinds of fiih I beheld while diving on tbosa banks, wonhi we;"o 1 enough of a natnrlist so to do, require more than my limits will al low, for I am convinced that most of the kind of fish which inhabit the tropical ecas, can be found there'.'' Thesunfiah, sawfish, starfish, whit, shark, blue or shovel-nose shark, were' often seen. There were alto fish which resomblod plants, and reirfain e l as fixed in their position as 11 shrub tho only powers they possessed was to open and bhutwhen in danger. Some of them resembled the rose ii full bloom aud were of all hues. There wore the ribbon fish, from1 our to five inches to three feot ia length; their eyes are very large, and prirfnide like thoreof a frog. Another fish was spotted liko the leopard from three to ten feet in length. They build their houses like bearers ' in wl'',,, '' ' .Wjr jawn,and the maleof fcuul watches tho egg until it batofc os. J saw many specimons of th green turtle, some five foot Jong, which I think would woigh from 400! to 500 pounds." HMCOLX. A Richmond paper of the 4th !nifr ays: One year morfrom ye slerday.re-mains of Lincoln's rule one year, unless that convulsion should come sooner which has been so often predicted anl which is sure to come, soon or' late, if the war goes on.. Three yoar of carnage and ruin have been allowed him by the Providence that, for purposes which men may not comprehend, permits monsters 6uch as he' is to live; bnt it is by. no means certain that the fourth may not cut short-his crimes with his lif?, y such an outbreak among his own people at-will averigo the wrongs the South Una suffered. Thero would be a lack of fitness in it, if this wholesale assasia- should meet anv other titan a violent death, and if bo could die a million timee each lime life should bi tortured from by whatevor process would give him the keonest aod longost uf-' fering. This would not atoue for the million of other lives sacrafieed to Ibis Fetish of the North. While a countryman was driV ing a wagon, having upon It a load of straw, through Fleet afreet .Doslon, last Friday, some mischievous nrehin, set firo to the straw, whicii wai entirely consnma I. The own3r bad barr' time to dotach h'ethorw fronta