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Durham Standard (1857), 7 Sep 1860, p. 1

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HE Subscriber announces to the Public that. he has commenced the above business in the premises adjoining the SCHOOL HOUSE, Lately occupied by J. WILSON, Tinsmith ; and win be happy to attend to all orders in the above line, which will be promptly executed, with neatness and disPatch. JOHN ELLIOTT. Conveyanccr, fianmissioner in Court of Queen’s Bench D.DONOHUE, GENERAL MERCHANT, 'l‘ra\'eller’s Home Inn, Garafraxa Road, five miles from Durham. Glenelg, Dec. 2, 1858. l SAMUEL E. LEGATE, lssmmor MARRIAGE LICENSES DURHAM. THE Mflfififfi STMQM LGEDDE Attorney at Law, Solicitor in Chancery, Conveyan. m, «Sm. . MOUNT FOREST, PII‘Z'SIC A3“) Issuer of Marriage Licenses. Chafl'ey’s Mills, Glenelg, Jan. 12, 1859. J. P. BROWN, DRUGGIST AND CHEMIST, Durham. EEPS constantly on hand a large assortment of Drugs, Chemicals, Patent Medicines, Dye Stnfi's,_SMtignary, c., fc. A ‘1‘ - Durham, Dec. 2, 1858. FRIDAY MORNING, MOUNT FOREST. Dec.2,1858. Durham, Nov. 25, 1858. AT THE OFFICE, DURHAM, COUNTY GREY, C. W. Durham, Dec. 2, 1858. FHE subscriber informs the public that. he is prepared to execute all orders for covx'n BS or WELLINGTON AND cany, Mount Forest, July 21, 1859 400,000 feet Seasoned first-class Lumber. Cattle, grain, or reliable Notes will be taken in {change ROBERT DALGLISH, ' 3rd con. N. D. R. Bentinck. For sale, by private bargain, AND COUNTY OF GREY ADVERTISER, 18 PUBLIS HID EVERY "W Law Respecting Newspapers. NOTTICLEo Rates of Advertising. .CHAFFEY, TAILOR. LUMBER. . Dunbar, 0011), Proprietor, '(5-ly. 33 I3” Every attention paid to the comfort of the travelling public. (3" Good Stabling and an attentive hostler. Arthur, Dec. 16 1858. 3 Township of Arthur, 26 miles from Durham, 10 from Mount Forest, and 17 mnles from Fergus. THEODORE ZA SS, ALEX. B. McNAB, POSTMASTER, Conveya.nccr,Commissioner in Queen’s Bench and Commzssion General Agdni. TAGES leave this house for Guelph, Arthur, Mount. Forest, Durham, and Owen Sound DJIL Y. {13" Every attentmn paid to the comfort of the ravelling community. AGENT FOR The Canada Landed Credit Company, BENTINCK POST OFFICE, DURHAM, COUNTY 01 GREY H. H. STOVEL, The subscriber is Agent for the Corn Exchange Fire and Inland Navigation Insurance Co. SURPLUS, OVER $28,060. CONVEYANCER, Fire 5: Life Insurance Agent, .9138? 3393234923. UNION HOTE They are prepared to take risks on reasonable terms. JOHN MILLER Durham, 30111 August, 1859. 39-tf FIVE acres of excellent laud, situated on the Dur ham Gravel Road West, 16 rods frontage, one mile from Allanpmk P. 0., and is an excellent situation for a tavern or country store. LANDS FOR SALE. Clear Deed can be given fer the above prop} crty. Applications, with reference to the above if by mail, (post-pan!) to FREDRlCK RICHARDSON, Jere, Beutinck P. O. ROB ROY HOT E L, PRICEVILLE, S. L. M. LUKE, Publisher. VOL. 2.-â€"NO. 40.] Bar and Larder well supplied and good stabling. Priceville, Jan. 20, 1860. 59-8 75°(welle'rs’ Home Inn, Jâ€" Liquors, and {lie Larder will be found at all times conducive to the comfort of the travelling community. HE Bar is supplied with the best Wines and Liquors. and the Larder will be found at all Provincial Land Surveyor, The sale and purchase of Lands negociated on reasonable terms. The most. respectable referen- ccs given if required. Address, Bentinck P. 0. Durham, 27th Oct. 1859. 47â€"1y Durham, Dec. 2, 1858. DR. CRAWFORD, DURHAM, CORONEE FOR Ti. E COUNTY 01' L REY. Fergus, Dec. 16, 1858. INSURA NCE. Bentinck, 24th January, 1860. ED‘VARD McDONALD. DRAUGHISMAN, Priceville, January 20, 1860. SWEEEN @SWB‘LQ â€"AND-â€" COMMISSIONER IN THE Omen 2â€"South end of tile: buildingfirecently occupied by the late Mn. Jonx'BLAcx. ' Durham, July 5, 1850. 83-11y pat-ham, 28 5mm, 1850. General Siagc Office, ARGYLE HOTEL, AR AND LARDER WELL SUPPLIED. Good S’abling and attentive hostler. E. B. McMILLAN. (5" Terms extremely liberal. 4:5 Court of Queen’s Bench. A. McPARLANE. w. R, ROMBOUGH, .COULSON. PRICEVILLE, gaming-g AND AND COUNTY OF GREY GENERAL ADVERTISER. ezâ€"xy. Miscellaneous Reading Danesbury House was a handsome white mansion, surrounded by fine grounds, with a smooth lawn sloping from the front; its ele- vated site causing it to command extensive and beautiful views of the neighboring coun- try: On the morning that was to witness the re- turn of the children, a lady approached the house, ascended the stone steps to the pillar- ed portico, and entered a spacious hall, on either side of which were the reception chem--1 bers. It was Mrs. Philip Danesbury, the widow of Mr. Danesbury’s brother. She en- joyed a handsome income from the business, and resided near; a talkative, pleasant wo- man, young still, possessed of good sense, and of keen penetration. She was in Yorkshire, her native place, when the recent fa'tal event happened,and had now been home a dayor two Mr. Danesbury had seen her the previous day, and her present visit was to Glisson and the baby. While she was in the nursery. talking, she observed her brother-in-lawap- ' preaching from. the factory, and went down stairs to meet him. 6‘ John,” she began, as soon as they were in the sitting room, dashing at once into some news she had just heard, “ Glisson sa 5 there’s a lady coming here to be in Isabegs Plac‘i” . v C ‘- C A. o _ _ _ “Not in Isabel’s place,” interrupted Mr. Danesbury, in a tone of pain. “No one can fill thy.“ Do nqt say so_.” $500 PRIZE STORY. “Well, you know what I meant, John.- Unfortunately no one ever can fill it, in any sense of the word. She was worth more than many of us w.ho are left:_ Poet, poor Isabel!” Mr. Danesbury sat silent, his- countenance betraying a shade more of its deep sorrow.â€" He was not a demonstrative man, and be buried big grief within him. “ But thé're is somebody coming to rule the household and manage the children,» pro- pegged Mrs. Philip Danesbury. “Who is it ?” “ Miss _ St. George, Mn. Serle’s sister.â€" She has offered to remain here a little while.” “ A ‘ little while!’ That means an inde- finite period, I suppose)? “No timo was- .mentioned. It was Mrs. Serle who Wtote and proposed it. I thought it exceedingly kind and considerate of her, and accept‘ed it gratefqny.” “ But vvhat ever made you accept it, all in such a hurry ?” continued Mrs. Philip, in her hasty way. . “I accepted it for the children’s sake.â€" Who is to overlook them ? Gliasou can take care of William, but Arthur and Isabel should not be ieft to the entire companionship of servants.” ' “ The better plan would have been-â€"John,” she broke off, “I had been turning thiags ovâ€" er in my mind, before I knew of this Miss St George scheme. I think Arthur should be placed gt school, and I_ will take charge of 1 DURHAM, C. W., FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 7, 1860. DEVOTED TO NEWS, POLITICS, EDUCATION, AND AGRICULTURE, I see it in my changing taste; I see it in my changing hair; I see it in my growing waist; I see it in my growing heir; A thousand signs proclaim the truth, As plain as truth was ever told, That even in my vaunted youth, I’m growing old. I‘m growing fonder of my staff ; I’m growing dimmer in the eyes; I’m growing tainter in my laugh; I’m growing deeper in my sighs; I‘m growing careless of my dress; I’m growing frugal of my gold ; I’m gr owing wise; l’m growingâ€"yesâ€" I‘m growing old. My growing talk of olden times; My growing thirst for early news ; M y growing apathy to rhymes; My growing love of easy shoes; My growing hate of crowds and noise ; My growing fear of taking cold, All whisper in the plainest voiceâ€" I am growing old. Thanks for the years! whose rapid flight My sombre muse too sadly sings , Thanks for th- 5:12 ams of golden light. That tint the da rlm2933 0t their wings , - Ti (3 light that became from out. the sky. Those heavenly mansions to unfold, Where all are blcst, and none may sigh, " I’m growing old i” My day: pass pleasantly away; My night are blest with sweetest sleep, I feel no symptoms of decay-â€" I have no cause to mourn or Weep; My foes are impotent and shy, My friends are neither false nor cold, And yet, of late, I often sigh-â€" I am growing old. Ah, me! my very laurels breathe The tale in my reluctant ears, And every boon the hours bequeath, But makes me del: tor to the years. Even flattery’s honeyed words declare The secret she would withhold, And tell me in, “ How young you are I” I’m growing old. DANESB URY HOUSE. I AM GROWING 0M}. BY MRS. ELLEN WOOD. THE DESOLATE HOUSE. PQEEQBQ- BY JOHN G. SAXI. CHAPTER III. (Continued) i Mrs. Philip untied the crape strings of her l bonnet as she spoke, and ran up stairs again. .- fShe'was somewhat given to be dicfatorial, ‘ but she was a thoroughly smcere, good wo- man at heart. Glisson opened her grrev- ance. . H I hmnn. thin nmv nerson's not 1701an to “John,” she returned, {‘1 cannot help speaking out all my thoughts, but it is that I am anxious for the children’s welfare and your happiness. You cannot understand these things, but I can; and rely upon it, this lady’s motive, in proffering a temporary sojourn here, arises from a dim hope that she may improve it into a permanent one. I see also another evil~-that it Will cause rebellion and warfare with the servants. You look surprised, but I tell you you have had no ex- perience in these things, and do not under- stand them.” ' “There; that’s quite enough; you have most fully answered me,” impetuonsly return ed Mrs. Philip Danesbury. “Take care of yourself, John.” “ Take care of myself! In what way ?” “It will be a terrible temptation to 21 W0- man in her position, the getting herself to be the real mistress of this house. She will play her cards with the hope and view to be your second wife, John; mind she does not play them to win.” A contraction of displeasure passed across Mr. Danesbury’s ample brow. He could not understand his sister-in-law, and deemed these remarks to be unworthy of her. " You are very kind, Maria,” be sadly an-v swered. “But the house, deprived of the two children, would be more desolate than with them. What objection do on see to Miss St. George staying hereâ€"4101'. think I detect that you Have an objection ?” “ A minute. Johv': answer me a question or two befone I answer yours. What age is this Mjss St. George 3’: _ “I‘do not know: I have a general idea that she is not young. I once saw her at Mr. Serle’s, but retain a very faint recollection of her. I fancy she is older than Mrs. Serle; and that she lives with her because she has no o‘her home.” No, Mr. Daneabury did not understand 11 at 2111,3116! he certainly did not believe it. He asked Mfg» __Ph1lip to r_em_au1 to di11_nef. “I will,” she replied, “and I shall let Miss St. George know, unmistakably, that I am Mrs. Philip Danesbury, the nearest kin you and the children have, and quite compe- tent to direct the aflairs of Danesbury House, where direction may be necessary, Without her assistance.” Isabel.” “I hope this new person‘s not going to take too much upon herself, ma’am, for it’s what I shan’t be able to put up with. I’d do anything for a Danesbury, and for my dear late mistress, who was a mistress in a thou- sand, but an interloper is a. different sort of thing. Master said we were to take our or- ders from her.” “ It’s beginning,” thought Mrs. Philip, but she did not choose to say so-she was fond of keeping servants in their places. “ Miss St. George is a relative of poor Mrs. Uanesbury, and every respect must be shown her, His- son,” she said, in an authoritative tone.â€"- “ Jessy, [hope you hear me also. I dare say you will get on very well with her, for the time she is to remain.”_ Glisson made no reply. She went out for the baby, who lad been laid down 101' his midday sleep, and brought him in. The sleeves of his embroidered white frock were tied up with black silk ribbon, and he wore a broad black sash. 'ii‘Poor lime momeness darling!” uttered Mrs. Philip, taking the child, and clasping him to her. “ I wish papa would give_you to rne, rn little god-son,” she murmured; cov- ering is sweet face, so lovely in its rosy flush, with kisses. The tears came into her eyes as she gazed on himâ€"for the having no children had been Mrs. Philip Danesbury’s great trial in life. “ Glisson,” she suddenly exclaimed, “ how did that dreadful mistake happen? How came you to be deceived 1n the medicine?” _ _ “ Ma’am,” said the nurse, turning round in a sort of frenzy, “ I’ll go down upon my knees and beg you not to ask me ! I have been al- most mad ever since, thinking of it! and, if I have to talk of it, it W111 drive me quite so. I wish I had been dead before it had happen- ed !” She sat down in the rocking-chair, threw her apron over her head, and burst into, a Storm of wails and sobs. Mrs. Philip walk- ed about with the child, and censiderately ab- stained from further allusion to it. In the midst of this, the travellers were seen ap- proaching. It was a clear, frosty day, and they were walking up from the Ram, where the stage-coach stopped. The two children, in their sombre black attire, were accompan- ied by two ladies, one of whom was in deep mourning, the other in slighter. ' “ Five-and-thirty, if she’s a day, and a soured woman!” was Mrs. Philip Danes- bury’s mental comment. “ Won’t she be having a try at John ?” The visitors were shown to the. drawing- room, a spacious apartment opening to the lawn. It Was fitted up wnh rich silk damask furmturo, mirrors, ornaments, and. some ex- quisite paintings. Mrs. Philip Danesbury entered, and welcomed the two ladies graceâ€" 1 fully, as though she. were the mistress of the “ Whit there’s two of tKem !” unceremoni- ously, uttered Glisson, who had made her way_t9_ the: window. ‘ A ‘ “ ' A- '1‘: Miss St. George has put on deep black to be like the family, as she is to stay here,” decided Mrs. Phihp; “ and the other must be Mrs. Serle.” W Aura. UCIJU. She eyed Miss St. George critically as she epoke‘. Glisson did the same. A thin, short- 15h, vinegar-looking lady, with cold. light eyes, a sharp nose, and flaxen hair ; Miss St. George was one of those whom black attire does not improve. “ It’s a disagreeable face, if ever I saw one,” cried Gliason ; “ as cross as-two sticks. If she knew anybody was looking at her, she’d smooth it, _I exoectf’ _ . “You will do no such thing, Eliza; You are come, and you must re’mam. She 18 not mistress, she does not he here.” - “I proffered it for her,” smiled Mrs. Serle, who appeared all complaisance. °‘ The isolated condition of these poor children, left entirely to servants, struck me as being so pitiable, that I suggested to Eliza to come home with them for a short period, should it be agreeable to Mr. Danesbnry. I did not know of their possessing so efficient a rela- tive near to them. From the remarks of the children, I fancied Mrs. Philip Danesbury’s residence was in Yorkshire.” Mr. Danes‘onry came in. Unusally noble. he looked in his deep mourning attire, and with the saddened expression on his fine fea- tures. Ere he had well kissed hIB two chil- dren, he was obliged to hurry from the room: their eight brought his loss, and theirs, too painfglly. to his memory: _ “ Harriet '.” exclaimed Miss St. George, the moment she was alone with her sister in the chamber to which they had been shown, “I shall go back with you; I shan’t stop here. The idea of being domineered over by that sharp woman ! She is mistress, and I should be no better than a temporary visitor; an in- ter10per. I did' not come down, and go in mourning for that.” house. “To whom have we the honor of speaking?” demanded Mrs. Serle. “ I have been there for a long visit. We appreciate your kindness, and shall be happy to render Miss St. George’s visit agreeable to her,” was the somewhat frigid answer of Mrs Ph_il_ip._ “ But She comes armed with full power to do as she pleases in the house; there’s no doubt of it. She’ll be here forever.” “Nonsense. Stop, and feel your way.â€" You will supersede her if you luy. And if you don’t, you are only where you were be- fore.” ' She sighed as she turned to the glass, and began to arrange the bands of- her very light hair. She had no parents, no money, and had been obliged to her sister for a home.â€" She was not always comfortable in it; her temper was bad, Mrs. Serle would not put up with it, and at such times would make her feel that she was an intruder. To get away from it, and take the sway in such a house as Mr Danesbury’s, had been a glowing pros- pect, and the damper cast on it by the sight and words of Mrs Philip was a morrifying disappointment. Whether she, or Mrs Serle for her, had cast a glance to the possibility that time and luck might transform her into Mrs Danesbury, cannot be told. “Madam, to the aister-in-law of Mrs. Danesbury, the aunt of the clear children. I am W9. Phflipn Damisbuty. _ This;I pr?- sume','is Miss-St. George; who haé kifidly proflgred 9.5 a yisitf’_ ' “I hate children,” cried Miss St George.â€" “ And to assume to ‘love’ these will be more difficult than I thought, with her shrewd eyes upon me.” “What an {exceedingly fine man that Mr Danesbury is 1” exclaimed Mrs. Serle; “ I should call him one of nature’s true nobility. The child, Arthur,‘ wil! be lik_e him.” “And 'what a 'handsome house, returned M133 St. George. “Everything so well ap- pointed an_d comfgrtablef’ . ”.l â€"- “ Ay, plenty of wealth here, Eliza. If you can succeed in establishing a firm footing, yog_will_l_)e§_for!gnate.z’ ' Mrs Philip Danesbury, meanwhile, was 1 looking about for Arthur who had disappear- ed. She found him in the little room where Mrs Danesbury used to assemble her chil- dren for the ten minutes after breakfast in the morning, to read to them their Bible stories and to talk of heaven. It was a duty she never omitted, and the children had learnt to love it. Arthur was stretched across the low sofa where his mamma used to sit, crying as if his heart would break. Mrs. Philip Danes- bury closed the door, sat down, and drew him to her. “ My darling, don’t sob so ; be comforted.” “ Aunt Philip, 1 shall never see her again! I never thought it could be quite true till I came home now. Oh, mammal mamma l” “ My child, be comforted, she is better off ; she is gone to heaven.” " “But never to come back! never to come back!” he wailed. “Oh, mamma, if you would but come to me for one minute, only one !” “ Arthur she cannot return to you ; you know it, my darling ; but you will go to her.” " But it is such a long while I” “ It will come, my child. She is one of God’s angels now, and she will watch over you here, and wait for you.” The echo nearly choked llim. “ Arthur, do you know why I am sure your mamma in happy, and has gone to the rest promised to the people of God 2” “ Because she was good,” he sobbed. “ No, my darling: she was good; better than most people are; but she is gone be- cause she loved Christ, and put her whole trust in Him. She had always taken God for her guide. She taught youto do so, Arthur.” ___‘_‘ i’es,” answeredvthe'child ; and he grad- uallx greflfflméh - â€" “’Afmt Philip,” he presently said, a catch- ing sob seizing his breath occasionally, “ how could that'Giles let the gate fall against the horses '2” ' “ Because he was a wicked man,” prompt- 1y answered Mrs. Philip, Whose indignation was sure to break loose when she thought of the accident, and its lamentable conse- uenees. “ He had got horribly tipsy, my ear, and could not hold it back.” “ Would it have happened if he had not been_ gipsyfl” “ No, of course not: but for Giles’s drink- itig that Highnfivour mamm:i would have been a ive an we now; an erha e si 3, here with us.” ’ p P , tt ng That set Arthur on again. “ Why did he drink?” he sobbed.’ “Why does_anybody girink? ’ ' ’ “Bec'ause' they are beasts,” said Mrs. Philip. “And they are nothing else,” she PRICE, $1 50, IN ADVANCE. [WHOLE NUMBER, 92. addeé, as if in apology for her word, “ when they drink themselves into that state.” “ I never will,” said Arthur. . “,You, . my dearest ! Oh, no, haven-7a Your dear momma would be grieved in heafé en, if ‘she were to look down and see you, even once, so {arforgot yourselfr” "‘I “ You don’t, do you, Mr Harding?” : “ No; I’m thankful to say I have kept: from that falling all my life,” he fervently answered. “ And papa does not?” “ No, no, child. I tell you nobody, who in good, does such a disgraceful thing. Only poor creatures who have no self-restraint.” “ Does Giles get tipsy now ?” “ No, that he does not! The jeilor taken care of that. He is in p‘rison,'Master At- thur.” ‘ “ For killing mamma !” _ “For letting the gate swing to, and fright- ening the horses. He is to be tried at the March assizes.” The child gazed ugwards at the blue sky, almost as if he were looking for his mother’s face there. Soon, he gave his head that very; decided shake, which in him, child as he was expressed firm, inward resolve. .. “ Ia Master Danesbury here. 7” called out a servant-man, who had come in search of him. “ Oh, there you axe, sir. Dinner’s waiting.” GENEALOGY OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE :PRINCE OF \VALES. His Royal Highness,Albert Edward,Prince of \Vales, c., c., who is now in our midst, is eldest son of Her Most Gracious Majesty, our present Queen, -â€"- ~â€"Aâ€"- A “No; Aunt Philip, I will never, drinkinâ€" How long is she going to stay 7” he added. “ Who, my dear ’l” “Miss Stt George.” _ ‘. . . _‘ “ I_ cannot tell. Don’t you like her ?” “ Not much,” answered Arthur, 1“ She- told me she was going to be with us, instead of mamma.” - The Quebec Vindicator publishes the fol- lowing, and addsâ€"“Hi5 Royal Highness i8- descended, evidently, from a right royal .‘nn 1' ,, .- Mrs. Philip Danesbury wondered what; there could be, or not be, in MiseSt. George; that nobody seemed to like her. She only- hoped her brother-in-law would {all into the geneyal opinion. ., , . â€" When they assembled to sit down to din-53 ner, Arthur was not to he found. 'He had. made his way into the factory to Thomas", Harding. The latter shook him by the hand, and said he was glad to see him home again;. “Mr. Harding,” Whispered the child, struggling to hide the tears, which would rise to his eyes, “ could you not have helped the gate fiom falling on the horses?” “ “If“(‘flf A"‘\"’ a:. -'AI. _“ 4L3- _~ .- stock: “Master Arthur: sir, you see this arm,”:, said Thomas Harding, holding it out, bareiL to the elbow, for his coat was off, and his, shirt sleeves rolled up, at his work, “well, I’d have given that freely, ay', and the other. to it. I wish I could.” ' . . -' . ‘ “ Aunt Philip says Giles was tipsy. And, that if he had not been so, mamma would have been here now.” i ' “ And that’s true, Master Arthur.” , .~ “ Why do they let people get tipsy?” “ Who let them, dear?” -' “I don’t know,” said the child, puzzled himself, as he thought over his question.â€" “ Why do people get tipsy?” _ _ “I believe they can’t tell, themselves, why. Nobody who is worth anything does VICTORIA, who is niece of the Kings William IV., and George IV., and daughter of Prince Edward," Duke of Kent, the fourth son of George 111., who was son of Frederick, Prince of Wales, the son of George II. who was son of George I., who was son of Saphia, Electress of Hanover, daughter of Elizabeth Queen Of Bohemia, who was the so.” daughter of James 1., who was 8011 of Mary Queen of Scots, who was daughter of James 111,, of Scotland, who was son of Margaret, who was daughter of Henryj IV., and Elizabeth, which Princess was the undoubted Heiress to the En- glish Throne, the representative of the Red Rose, being the daughter of Edward IV., who was the son of Richard Plantagenet, Duke of York, who was the son of Anne Mortimer, who was the daughter of Roger, Earl of March, who was son of ”on“, .4-.. v. ..-....,.., ...... ...... m... v. thibllippa, who was the daughter of Lionel, Duke of Clarence, who was son of ' Edward 111., who was the son of Edward 11., who was the son of E lward 1., who was the son of King John, who was the son of Henry 11., who was the son of Empress Maude, who was the daughter of Henry 1., who was the son of WILLIAM THE CONQUEROR. Henry I. married Mathilda, daughter of Margret, Qu‘een‘of Manlcolm of Scotland, who U was daughter of Edward, (the ostracised), who was son of Edward 11., who was brother of Edward 111., the Confessor, the only Prince- at that time in England who could pre- tend any right to the Crown. Edward the Confessor was son of Ethelred 11., who was‘son of Edgar, who was son at Edmund I. who was son of Edward, called the Elder, who was son of A VESSEL NEARLY FOUNDERED. A noise was heard on deck, the dog-watch sprung from his caboose, seized the gig-whip, and laying it over the dead-eyes of the buoy, made him shin up the bowsprit, catch hold of the sky-scraper, which he used so freely on the keelson that he rubbed off the shoe of the anchor, which was caught up by the cat- harpings, who commenced to squander with the broom till she burst through the stays, cutting the tepsail ties, grappled the monk- ey’s tail, which knocked it Jew’s eye out of the Turk’s head caught the ship round the waist with one hand, boxed the compass with. the other, till the cook cried, and the captain Ilapplied the leeches of the foresail to the im 'flamed eye of the astonished needle. A Californian,while chop ing wood a while ago, found in the butt of 3 allow tree, a bag; of gold dust worth $7,000. A WHOLESALE Summonâ€"The King of Dahomy was about to sacrifice 200 persons. to the memory of the late king’s father, It is calculated by the best judges that England will have to import produce to the value of full $45,000,000 between now and the end of the year. The Prince’s Genealbgy’. 9 A Thrilling Scene. (TO BE coxns mun.) ALFRED THE GREAT.

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