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The darkness gathers round me, and the windy gusta of rain Drift by me as they fell that Night, on "Shiloh's bloody plain," The shadow deepens as I gaze—Oh, God, so full of pain. The pale and ghostly starlight, as it dimly falls around, It overlies the haggard spectres that lie upon the ground, Its pallid lust falling on the faces of the dead, As I wander through the dimness with my hushed and frightened tread. Till a windy gust sweeps by me and lifts a tress of hair From a torn and bleeding forehead - Ah, my God! Ah, lying there, With the gory life-drops obbing, through his mass Of tangled hair. His hand-my hand-lies heavy, cross the gray Coat on his breast, The chilling rain drips on him but does not mar His rest. I bend my ear to catch a breath, but his lips are Cold and still, I start back from their frozen touch with a faint And deathly chill. My hand, my own, mine, darling, only mine, And through his matted locks my blood-stained fingers twine, And on the night a voice cries back-minc, dar ling always wine. I am sitting in the shadow of my weary grief to night, And try to shake the memory of the dead from out my sight. Oh, it is not thus I see him chevy lying dead as now. With his new won fame-his blood-upon his young heroic brow. But standing bright and radiant, as he stood when first he gave His young life to his country-passed a martyr. To his grave. Waiting for the wave that bears me to his breast, beyond the grave. A BEAD MAN'S SIGNATURE. The sun had gone down behind the distant hills; even the last faint streaks of purple and gold which, for a time, lingered in the western horizon, had melted away, and the shades of evening were fast coming on. The day had been an unusually warm and pleasant one for December, but a sudden change had taken place in the weather; dark, rainy, windy clouds had arisen in the north, and were fast creeping over the de tr, azure heavens, and the howling, whistling bells came sweeping through the naked trees, bereaving them of the last remnant of leaven which remained of their summer's glory, and whirling them around and around with amazing velocity, at last depositing them, with a multitude of their dried, teared companions, amid the clefts of rocks, by the walls and roadsides, beneath the hedges and in the valley, and in other receptacles prepared for their wintry abode. It was in the morning, so dismal, davily and cheerless, that two men might have been seen standing just within the narrow confines of an old, dilapidated shed, one of the appendages of a large, substantial brick house, engaged in earnest conversation. One was a ruffianly looking man of about thirty, of medium height, short and thick-set, with coarse, irregular features, long, black hair, and heavy, frowning brows, from beneath which a pair of eyes gleamed bright and piercing as An eagle's. The other was a person of an altogether different look and mien. In his face, both intellect and art were expressed; his light, springy gait, free and easy manner, ready command of language, and especially his rapid, graceful gestures, all denied a man from the higher walks of life. "Dixon," said the villainous-looking individual, "I have just described; as he cast an uneasy glance around to assure himself that no listeners were near, "can it be accomplished?" "Without the shadow of a doubt." "And there is no danger of detection?" "Not if you've got the wit of a goose to carry it out," said the other, drily. "Have you matured your plan?" "Yes." And you swear to stand by me through thick and thin, come weal or come woe?" "Provided you give me a good taste of the chink after we get it. I don't go into such business for nothing," answered Dixon. "I am not the man to bicker about a few hundreds, when thousands are at stake. Give me a lift, and you shall set your own price. But what is your plan?" The old man, you say, lies in the northwest chamber?" "Yes." "Does anyone sleep in the immediate vicinity?" "Only old Grannie Reed, and she has been deaf as an adder these dozen of years." "So much the better for our purpose; well, you must all act, for once, a little while affection-" "Then there's rather a little matter, but when... Gold is in question-" interrupted his companion. Silence, you fool!" exclaimed Dixon, impatiently. "Will you take up the whole time talking? Hear me, man; thus far he's had the whole town in to see him, but may to the old woman and the family that you consider the chamber of death ought to be free from intrusion; tell them that as this is the last night your father's remains lie unburied, as an affectionate and dutiful son, you desire this privilege "go of performing the sad office of watching by them in private, and that for this night you wish to be left to the free and undisturbed indulgence of your own sad relations. Well, after you have got them all off, do you, at precisely twelve o'clock, place them in the window, as a signal that all is ready. I'll be outside, with my men, wait for it, and we'll come and knock three times lightly, on the front door. Then come down and let us in. Now don't go to blustering about and make such racket as will wake up all the mice in the façade for, if we get caught in the scrape, it will go hard with us. I'll come with the papers all made out to convey the property into your hands, I am a old hand at sixteen miles; I'll take your father dead hand within mine, and all fix his signature to it. It shall be so exact and..." Imitation that even a lawyer can't detect it from the genuine. Dick Howe and Joe Maynard, in clerks, shall come with me, as witnesses. That's necessary, you know, for if the family goes to raising a rumpus, and carry the alfa into court, we must have something to fall back upon, and they be there to swear before judge and jury that the will is both legal and legal. "Nothing" returned the other, masing. "J.Tambi-u.Jjaji?gli---peaan only, two men and yourself to know pretty well from my pockets." "Fool!51 muttered Dixon to believe, upon my word, the fellow's tongue himself to make a copper. Between Harry and his brother, no other affection or sympathy ever existed. Their characters were as far apart as the pole is from the South; their views, tastes, wholly unlike. Thomas had regarded him with a jealous eye; a rooted feelings of animosity had foiled in his breast. Although the common civilities were only exchanged, they had hitherto lived peacefully and innocently beneath the same roof; but so had the breath departed from the body of Jacob Schneider, before Thomas was killed and caballing in his heart means and by which he could appropriate to himself the gift of the deceased, who, by the will of his second wife, had been legally declared to be his lawful heir. The son of Harry, who had been a man of great wealth and fortune, had been a man of great wealth and fortune, and had contrived, in his transactions, to "feather his own name equally difficult; but to accomplish the required not only a long lease but a thorough knowledge of certain points of law, of which he was ignorant. But Lawyer Dixon, cunning and shrewd, and, like his ready to resort to any means to satisfy him, was indeed to be the only man who could apply. Unbounded love of gain, and to him, he seemed to apply. As he expected, the lawyer greedily caught at the bale; a bar was immediately struck up, an excessive price was agreed upon to be paid to out of the profits in case. He succeeded in turning his object, and a scheme of what? The scheme was already being unfolded to our readers. After his long conversation with Dr. the shed, Thomas returned to the booth, took his accustomed seat by the fire, waited impatiently for the time for the to retire. "I sit up tonight and watch the father's remains," Lo said to the kind neighbors who came to volunteer their vices. "He has been a good and kind man, I don't know him, and it will afford me a mean gratification to watch by his lifeless body last night it remains with us." "I'm natural," said old Grandmother with a sigh. "Thomas and his father took one another amazingly." Half an hour later, Thomas Scudder himself, finding himself alone in the chamber of his father, laid out before him, looking down at the room, with a look of relief. The room was cold, cheerless, and dimly illuminated by the light, too, as the rattle of the window, too, was pouring down in long and came boating against the windows, tremendous force. Thomas Scudder was a man of tried age and daring, but somehow tonight he startled him; the creaking of the stars, the larking of the house dog, even striking of the kitchin clock, almost made him spring from his bed. Seat. But the slowly passed away, and then we walked to the window to announce that all was ready. Then followed the quick, successive steps of the outer door, and Thomas Scudder slipped quickly and nervously down, and shortly opened the door. Three men and, with a clear light and noiseless panther, rapidly ascended the staircase. Closing the door carefully after him, drew from his pocket and will he had promised to prepare, and approaching the bed, remonstrated with the sheet which had been spread over the corpse, and taking one of the hands, he was lying upon the breast, he placed a piece between the thumb and finger, and gave its motions, wrote in a large bold hand, name of Jacob Schneider. This done, he placed the sheet and hand in its former position, and with a salished smile, and a silent nod, passed the paper to his comrades. "There," he said, in a whisper, "I defy the law to prove its falsity. The old man writes as well as if his soul was in his bosom. A triumphant smile lighted up the passage of Thomas Schneider, and his keen eye dilated with joy, as it fell upon the face of the signature so perfect; and exacting a counter that he himself, if he had not been a witness of the operation, would never for a moment have had a doubt of its truth. This done, Dixon replied the will in his pocket, with his comrades withdrew as silently as they entered. Thus far, he worked well. One week passed by, the funeral had been solemnized, and that remained of old Scudder had been consigned to the cold narrow graven-and what was to be done by the gold he had left behind him, was a question which followed his decease. He debased his soul to obtain it, and he had now where the vast treasures he had accumulated would avail him nothing. He would now be the possessor of his wealth, had he prowled liberally for his widow? He left a will? Such were the questions which traversed from mouth to mouth, both gossip and rumor were busy in setting them. At last, a report was in circulation that in Laird's hands the old gentleman had consulted his will, and care was expected were on tiptoe to furtherments. For once, rumor, with her tongue, was right. Lawyer Dixon had possession of a will, one of his own nature, which had been signed, sealed, and signed, as we have seen. But now, had passed since the funeral, and the gentleman of the legal profession, the expedient to present himself at the funeral, and duly inform the family of its existence. Great indeed was the astonishment of Scudder and Harry when the fact known. Old Jacob had, all through his life, been a great horror of will-making, and always entertained the superstitious now. Death invariably followed the making will; and although he had been reprieved by his wife to make some final portion of his property, he had never yielded to her importunities. Moreover was a man whom he had been known to declare was trickish and known one who, with soft words and pretty manners, stole into the hearts of those and unwary, as a wolf steals into a night to plunder and devour. These instances made it all the more improbable the family of Jacob Scuidef, that of thorough knowledge of the character of this man, he should have? "It is false!" exclaimed Harry, in a tone of tender tone, the moment the visage of the attorney was fairly outside the door, a shameful, deep-laid plot, dyed with blood and lies, to get into his own empty pocket. "Few hundreds of my father's money, defeat his object! I'll riddle to this mystery, and bring the villain to the jury!" "Pretty complimentary!" sung by a smooth, silvery voice of Dixon, who had not stirred from the door, where he had been an attentive listener. "Well, then, prove it for a forgery, and bring justice, if you can I defy all power to. One o'clock that afternoon was the point for the reading of the will, the presence of the Scuidef and the two who had witnessed it. Dixon read in solemn tone what he emphatically was, the will. In will and testament of Schneider. To my dearly beloved wife, Mary S, who has been a willing and able belle and has, for thirty-three years, shared the joys and sorrows of life - to leave just what the law allows, were it its course - viz., the income of a third whole property, which, after her death, to descend to my eldest son, Thomas. In view of this fact that a young Harry, has an uncle, a worthy and widower of position and influence, with years has regarded him in the light of his life and has frequently declared his intention to make him his sole heir and legatee, deemed it unnecessary to make further provision for him than to make a few men of respect and affection, viz., a piece of jewelry ever earned - which is to be found in the per drawer of my old red chest, tied the top of a blue stocking, the other military equipments belonging to the deceased brother, John, and whom by the bloody field of Waterloo, my grandfather, the old family Little, of bestow upon these precious relics at the past is the best proof of affection I have given him. To my eldest son, Thomas, as being the expectation to rely upon, I give and bequeath the remainder of my property, my handrail stock, val and personal estate, to the bequests I have. Ave already mentioned that I shall rest quietly in grave, let me know no strife, contumely regarding the settlement of my affairs. My wishes were executed to the letter: "Wish my grieved spirit shall hand and them to the day of their death." A silence still is midnight followed by a reading; dissatisfaction was expressed of my countenance, and a murmur of laughter around the assembled crowd. Would you like to see the will? I asked Dixon, as he banded it to Harry, was standing leaning against the mauled silent and motionless as a statue. "My father never made that will," said Dixon, calmly and composedly, as he fixed a clear blue eye upon the lawyers. "Do you mean to insinuate a doubt in its genuineness?" asked Dixon, his lips ringing with rage as he spoke. "No, I insinuate not guilty. For insinuation are unnecessary, it is a bold-faced scribe of fraud and robbery, got up by villainy and rascals to deprive me of my lawful, her right. But it should be defeated. So, if you should be defeated, before the jury and jury; my father's will shall be known." "As your father always was to the one who has his will, yet a short time previous to the death, certain events occurred to produce an entire alteration in his views on the subject. He, then, exclaimed, seeing Harry to speak..." Just nine weeks before his death, he came to my office; a deep-sealed gale had settled upon his countenance, and a soul, he said, was oppressed with horror. "Friend Dixon," he began, "my end is approaching. I have been warned of it by my dreams, and unmistakeable signs." "Pooh!" said I; "don't give way to the fears. You're hale and hearty as I am, I'm likely to live these dozen years." "He shook his head mournfully. "I have sent his former commander to warn me of my approaching end, and remembering tells me that I added, laying his hand upon his heart, the working's true. Yesterday I was..." All alone by the kitchin fire, pondering the events of the day, when I heard the clock strike twelve. I looked to see the clock on the mantel-shelf agreed in time, saw both the minule and the hour by pointing directly to the figure of twelve, slowly holding hands began to reverse their actions till they fell back down to the right six. That means something thought invisible power is at work. It's the hell of evil-coming events cast their own eyes before; and as I wondered and horrified, the pendulum began to go with as a sitting velocity, swinging to and fro, beating against the case at each successive move. Then the striking commenced, one, three, four, up to sixty-nine times - slow measured as the tolling of the bell. with ill-suppressed triumph and pleasure jen pressed in bis face, called his clerks t?sv ;ob themselves as witnesses of it. Then tun ln(l to Harry, he demanded what furthor proo itb needed to convince him of its authentic tue Harry took tho will; every letter was' 3ad feet in its formation, every quirk and n 3rj0 exactly as his father was in the habit of n nu- '"gi an-d yet he was unconvinced. Lie /?jio there was an inexplicable mystery in the I h i fair, and that to" wive it he must enter an md tricato labyrinth, and'solve a dcop,-sk,illfi QQ3 laid plot with an artful, designing lawyoi contend with on tho. one side, and a sell imr I avaricious brother, oa the other.. . 6 * * #"*. * * * .ion tie- "Annie, my lovo, I have told yoiiiof t. lt n u rr. r s> lc id Lk P 10 at ?g )n m Lie id da en o of ne in? id !C 10 ?6 >D. ro, nd i a ny en. ?ad ust mil cst ose eet be its on, ex ear Z ty?' ier-' ark ak felt af in-" Hy to ish, ?'blight.that has fallen on my prospects. Had I known that I was to bc basely robbed o? my tpatriniony, I would never haye asked you to .unite your destiny with minc. My lovo for you cannot bc crushed out of my soul ; it is a part of my very existence, but it should [,}iave gone down to thc grave unrealized and unsuf-; ,-.:tcd by any one. I hoped to have becii able to offer wi?h my heart a home and "a position in life worthy of your acceptance ; one in which your birth and educatiou so em inently fits you to adorn ; but it is over now, 4hc golden bubble has burst, and I have now only a strong arm aud a willing heart to dc .pend upon." " And are not tbese sufficient .. ensure suc cess? Cannot an humble homo with love like ours be a happy ono ?" asked Annie, smil ing, as she gazed with oyes full of adoration "and tenderness into thc face of her lover. 1 " Carr you relinquish thc luxuries to which yon'bave been so long accustomed, and walk with me the rough pathway in life?" said Harry willi a sigh. "Are not our lives," replied Annie, reproachfully, "so interwoven, that the fluctuating tide of fortune must fail to affect us? Oh, Harry, you little know the depth and strength of a woman's love, if you think that the loss of a few paltry thousands can wean her heart from the man she loves." It seemed as if the very fountains of love and tenderness within the soul of Harry had suddenly burst forth. With glistening eyes and over-flowing heart, he answered, "If my golden charms of happiness have vanquished like vapor before me, so long as I possess, the priceless treasure of your love, my darling, I am rich; yes, richer than the mines of California could make me without it, were they to open and unfold their treasure at my feet. I would fain linger longer by my Annie's side, but it's late, and duty bids me go." Then with a few more words of endearment, a few more assurances of love, and a long, fond embrace, Harry turned to the door, and sprang lightly upon his horse, already saddled and bridled, and with a touch of the reins and a parting wave of the hand to Annie, rudely rapidly away. CONCILED NIGHT WEATHER? The Little Children. God bless the little children! We meet them everywhere; We hear their voices round our hearth, Their footsteps on the stair; Their kindly hearts are swelling over With mirthfulness and glee; God bless the little children, Wherever they may be! We meet them in death some gipsy tent, With visage swarth and dun, And eyes that sparkle as they glance With roguery and fun; We find them fishing on the brook For minnows with a pin, Or creeping through the hazel-brush The linnet's nest to win. We meet them in the lordly hall, Their stately father's pride; We meet them in the poor man's cot As he was well-shaved hedda; Along the city's crowded street, They hurl the hoop or bail; We find them with the pauper's roof, The saddest sight of all; For there they will no father's love, Nor mother's tender care Their only friend the God above, Who hears the orphan's prayer; But dressed in silks, or draped in rags, In childish grief or grief, The little children, Wherever they may be! Sharp Trading. In the village of WI lived a man who had once been the Judge of the County; and was. Known all over it by the name of Judge L. He kept a store and saw mill, and was always sure to have the best of a bargain on his side, by which means he had gained an advantage, and some did not hesitate to call the biggest rascal in the world. He was very close with, and used to delight to bring off his business capacity, when anyone was near to listen. One rainy day as quite a number were served around the store, he began, as usual, to tell of his great bargains, and at last wound up with the expression, "Nobody has ever cheated me nor will I let you." "Judge," said an old man of the company, "I cheated you more than you ever did me." "How so?" said the Judge. "If you'll promise you won't go to law about it, nor do nothing, I'll tell, or else won't for you're too much of a lawyer for me." "Let's hear! Let's hear! Let's hear!" cried half a dozen or more voices. "I'll promise," said the Judge, "and trust in the bargain, if you have." "Well, do you remember that wagon you robbed me out of?" "I never robbed you out of any wagon," exclaimed the Judge, "I only got the best of a bargain." "Well, I then made up my mind." My mind to have? Back again, and-" You never did? interrupted the court. "Yes, I did—and interest too." "How so?" thundered the new enrage Judge. Well, you see, Judge, I sold you one of a very nice pine log for, and bargained with you for a lot more. Well, that log I stole off your pile down by the mill, the night before, and the next day I sold it to you. The next night I drew it back home, and sold it to you the next day; and I kept on until you bought your own log of me twenty times. That's a lie! exclaimed the infuriated Judge, turning to his books and examining the log accounts. "You never sold me, went seven logs of the same measurement." "I know it," said the vendor of logs. "By drawing it back and forth the ends were of until it was only ten feet long - fourteen feet shorter than it was the first time I drew it, and when it got so short, I drew it back again and worked it into shingles; and then concluded I had got my wagon back and allowed in my pocket book." The exclamation of the Judge was drowned in the shouts of the bytanders, and the drawer found the door without the promise. And, to see a mad man you have only to ask the Judge if he ever was shaved. N. O. Picayune. A FEW HARD THINGS.-Experience and observation have taught men that it is - Hard to quit chewing tobacco. Hard to keep from calling too much. Hard to drink liquor and not be intoxicated. Hard to pay our debts, Hard to resist temptation. Hard to believe a man you know to be hard. Hard to turn the other cheek when we struck. Hard to borrow money from friends. We need it. Hard to love our enemies. The economy was exemplified in the case of the Indiana man who had occasion to place marble slabs for counters in his steamer and had them made in the form of gravestones with the names and epitaphs of his family inscribed on the underside. From the Washington Express. Relief for the South. The question of furnishing aid to those really needy in the South has been before Generals Grant and Howard for several days. The report of General Gill and his interviews with General Grant brought the condition of affairs in General Ord's district directly to the notice of the General-in-Chief; General Howard has been occupied during the past week in endeavoring to ascertain as nearly as possible the real situation of the Southern States in regard to the reported want of food, and while he is not inclined to believe affairs in such extremity as the Southern press indicates, he still is of the opinion that the Government should at once extend aid both to relieve present want and to guard against a worse state of affairs than now exists. A gentleman from Charleston yesterday presented a plan for his consideration, which has been endorsed by many prominent citizens, and has received the approval of General Canby so far as its general features are concerned. It provides for a loan of thirty millions of dollars, to be issued in small sums to planters and others in need, to bear six percent interest, both principal and interest payable in currency and secured by mortgage. Baggage on the land and by a lien upon the crops. This plan has been submitted to General Grant by General Howard, with an endorsement, approving the idea of supplying Government aid of some kind, but giving his opinion that a better plan to relieve present wants would be to purchase provisions and issue them to all in want, keeping an account of the actual cost to our authorities, and to take a lien upon the crops for the amount. General Howard thinks that such supplies could be distributed at small cost by civilian agents selected from among the best known citizens in each section, who would be willing to act without pay for the sake of obtaining relief for the districts in which they reside. It seems likely that speedy action of some kind will be taken by our authorities in this matter, even if it be of a temporary character, to relieve suffering until Congress can take the subject in Land and authorize such expenditures as the necessities of the case demand. The Russian purchase threatens to cost us, in addition to the $7,000,000, the loss of about four companies of United States troops. Despatches have been received at the War Office within the last few days, stating that the soldiers sent to take possession of the icebergs are in a most destitute condition; and no propitious whatever had been made for their reception; and that the prospect is that they will be frozen to death or maimed for life before supplies can reach them. General Grant and Sherman had a consultation a few days ago on the subject. General Grant stated that he had had nothing to do with the affair, that the President ordered the troops there, and that he had no authority. To act. It appears that there is no way now to relieve them, and that access to our Northern paradise is barred by the eternal snow and ice. General Rousseau, who commanded the expedition, left for Washington Territory some time ago. The PHOSPHATES OF SOUTH CAROLINA. Some additional specimens of this valuable material, from the Ashley River beds, was to be seen yesterday at the book establishment of S. G. Courtenay, Esq., on Broad-street, taken from the plantation of H. L. Tourner, Esq., on the western side of the river, in St. Andrews Parish. Continual developments attest the richness and importance of this discovery, and the placid and beautiful stream of the Ashley, which has been always so much admired by Carolinians, promises to be so long delayed by an increased visit to a valuable craft, which will transport this important fertilizer to the city, where it will be prepared for transportation to all parts of the country. The new company, with Prof. P. S. Holmes for President, we are glad to see are in the way of taking early advantage of the good fortune which has befallen them, and advertise in the News for one hundred able-bodied Lands. Besides the promise of being great fruit growers, these large deposits of phosphate are left. Found upon with extraordinary interest by men of science. Charles Town News. The body of Maximilian was placed in the parish church at Vera Cruz, guarded by sermons, and the key of the church in a sealed package, given into the hands of the mayor of the city. Admitted to the city and staff appeared in citizen clothes, in a mourning mourning, at the ceremony of taking in the remains in charge. For the sake of clarity, a large lead case was opened, which was concluded. The ceremony of taking in the remains was concluded. In the midst of the city, when opened, revealed a beautiful rosewood coffin, the top of which was ornamented with a beautifully carved cross. The governor, having taken the seals of the public and took them to the quarters, presented them to the judge in charge, opening the door. When the procession was opened, the crowd, who were there, began to look out, and the procession, now in its glory, was greeted with cheers. The Admiral, recognizing the body, and with all his staff, signed a receipt in duplicate, one copy of the Mexican General, another for the Admira, and the third preservation in the archives of the city. The body was guarded in the chapel until morning, and then quietly embarked. The Lynchburg affair is going to be a great success. The Savannah News & Herald, of yesterday, contains the following report in reference to the lynching of a negro in Jefferson County, Ga., to which, brief (illusion) was made in our telegraphic columns the same day: "As nearly as we can ascertain, a negro waylaid a young white girl in a secluded spot on a road leading from Louisville, and committed rape upon her, using much violence. As soon as the fact became known, an excited crowd, who were and black, assembled and arrested the negro, who confessed his guilt. He was then tied to a tree, and burned alive. According to one account, his ears were fast burned off, and his face cut with a knife. The crowd was very excited, and a violent disposition for vengeance was manifested by the negroes as the whites, although many of the people of the county earnestly disapproved of and protested against the illegal course of the lynchers, as unjustifiable and as effective for the public good than the ordinary course of the law. One statement is that the Freedman's Bureau officer was prevented from interfering by threats against his life, and that those who were opposed to the movement were also threatened at their houses. But the majority of the people, white and black, regard the act, though unsanctioned by law, as warranted in the enforcement of such a heinous an offense, and as sustained by precedents, North or South. The Freedmen's Bureau Agent has written to Gen. Sibley, who have been sent, and it is very probable that parties implicated in the affair will be arrested. Married, on the 26th instant, at Boyle Mill Pond Poor House, in Richland District, by the Rev. Uriah G. Lee, Mr. Wm. Bodie Wright, aged sixty-seven years, to Mrs. Augusta Oxnard, aged ninety years. Both of the above are inmates of the Poor House, and are in good health. This is the bride's fifth husband and the groom's second wife, Columbia Phoenix. THE BRAVE WIFE OF AN IGNORABLE HUSBAND. Some weeks ago, Fred Douglass, the famous nigger, made a speech in West Chester, Pennsylvania; to a mob of blacks and others. Previous to his arrival, Hon. John Hickman, a member elect to the Assembly, invited the able orator to make him a visit, and considered his house a home during his stay, which invitation Fred daily accepted. Hickman at once put his best chamber in order and made extensive preparations for his guest, in spite of all that big wife could do or say. But she did not. A woman, especially when she is in the right, is never without her resources. So, when the great Douglass was announced, and, with hat in hand, was making his most elaborate bow, she met him at the parlor door and remorselessly ordered him out of the house. He did not stand upon the order of his going, but went at once! Long may Mrs. Hickman rule the mistress of her house; and, in the good time coming, when women get their "rights," may she be lent to the Assembly by the voters of West Chester in the place of her unworthy husband. Bully for: Mrs. Hickman's "Southern Opinion." COURTSHIP IN GREENLAND.-There is some exceedingly melancholy in the accounts which are given of the custom of courtship in Greenland. Generally, women enter upon the blessed estate with more willingness and less solicitude than the men. The women of Greenland are an exception to this rule. A Greenlander, having fixed his affections upon some female, acquaints his parents with the state of his heart. They apply to the parents of the girl, and if the parties thus far are agreed, the next proceeding is to appoint two female negotiators, whose duty it is to broach the subject to the young lady. The lady ambassadors do not shock her by any sudden or abrupt avowal of the awful subject if their mission. Instead of this, they make out in praises of the gentleman who seeks his hand. They speak of the splendor of his house, the sumptuousness of his courage in catching seals, and other like accomplishments. The lady, pretending to be affronted even at these remote hints, runs away, tearing the ringlets of her hair as she retires, while the ambassadors having got the consent of her parents, pursue her, drag her from her concealment, take her by force to the house of her destined husband, and there leave her. Compelled to remain there, she sits for days with disheveled hair, silent and dejected, refusing every kind of sustenance, till at last, in kind entreaties do not prevail, she is compelled by force, and even blows, to submit to the detested. Union. In some cases, Greenland women faint at the proposal of marriage - in others, they fly to the mountains, and only return when compelled to by cold and hunger. If one cuts off her hair, it is a sign that she intends to resist to death. All this seems so unnatural to us that we seek for a reason for such an apparent violation of the first principle of human nature. The Greenland wife is the slave of her husband, doomed to a life of toil, drudgery and privation; and, if he dies, she and her children have no source against starvation. THE AUTHOR OF THE LINCOLN ASSASSINATION PLOT.-The Columbus (Ga.) Sun, it seems, has formed the man who first proposed to assassinate Abraham Lincoln. His name, says that paper, is Thomas Gilbert, and he is a radical delegate from the State's Senatorial District to the Convention. He is a rebel of Chattahoochee County; and the proof is strong and conclusive against him. 