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€ ~ Itisa vory good rule in all things of life, - bufby CNFEfI observers. THE Torsfingiot Cunt; Hrs. is published at WHITEHALL, WASHINGTON COUNTY, N. Y. EVERY SATURDAY MORNING, By Canrmnos O. Saut & Co., lxupudors v o T XE NEWS Will be furnished to Villago Subscribers, by Carrier, for $1,25 per year. At Ofice, or by Mail, $1,00, No names entered until paymont is received. & mon s Rac a RATES OF ADVERTISING. ' 1 Inch. 2in. 1-4 col. 1 col. A woek, g .75 $1.25 $1.75 £3,00 25,00 2 1 05 2.00 3.23 8,50 1.00 3 1.15 8.2% 4.00 1,00 9,00 1 month, Mo 4,00 _ 5,50 9,00 - 12,00 8 00> 4.50 7,00 _ 9,00 14,00 - 18,00 600\ 0.00 10,00 11,00 20,00 20,00 1 year, ~ 8.00 15 00 18 00 20,00 45,00 Editorial-and Business Notices, 6 cents por, Marriage and Obituary Notices free. Re- marks accompanyi gums same, limited to ton lincs, freo. Also notices for regular meetings of local organizations, free. Origital ant rl atbfSctrq. Put Yourself in Hip Place. Whon Judging a friend or brother, Nok to Jook at the question rlone on one side, But always to turn to theother, Wo aro apt to be selfish in all our views, In the jostling, headlong race; And so to bo right, o'er you censure a man, Just 'put you self in his place,' It is very hard to bo just-to know The reasonnnother may give- How much ho has struggled, and fought and striven, How honestly tried to livo; How much been cheated, how soroly tried, Ero the wrong he was forced to embrace: And if you would learo theso things, the way Is to tput youraclf in his place,.' There's mauy a man crushed dewn by shame, Who blameless stands before God, But whom his fellows have utterly scomed 4 And mado to 'pass under the rod:' Whose soul is unstained by the thought of ain, Who will yet find saving grace, And who would be praised where you now con- damn, 1 If you would 'put yourself it his place.* What creature took the smallest amount of baggage when he entered the ark ? The cocki he hid ouly one comb with him. No professional man lives so much from hand to mouth as a dentist. . The way to preserve a relish for such worldly pleasures as ars innocent is to know bow to do without them. He that blows the- coals in quarrels he has nothing to do with, has no right to complain if the sparks fly in his face. Jolin Neal says the eagle \has a contemp forall other birds. The owl, bowsver, is more contemptaans still -he hoots at every thing Many persons, like a mocking Inn] ora blank wall, says nothing of themsclves, but gives back imperfectly the utterances of call-lent a J '* n a g The silent uncomphsh more : than the noisy. The tail of the rattlesnake males all the noxsd but the head does the execution, \It you make a thing perfectly plan§ and , simple to a man, be will give you no credit -—ho will think he knows it before, © The best things on all subjects in this world of ours are arid not by the practical workers, What is the difference between persever- ence and obstinancey ? Une is a strong Will ans the oghe; Js a sn'aong won't. #20 da WoL + Ee Finaiit $turg-Ctllar. THE MURDER EIN THE BOOM, FROMN THE NOTE-BOONK OF AN EMINENT PHILADELPHIA LAWYER. ~A NANA a}: narrative which I present I i , give as I find itin my note book, ) It was tiken in almost the very words of the murderer, though not committed to writing until next day for the narrative madona very powerful impression on my mind. -The disap- pearinte of the murdered man had ex- cited much conjectures as to his fite ; but {lis general impression was that he had ibscondod to avoid his creditors, and his friends often wondered whother he would ever THE MNURDERER'S STORY. Thore were five of us together, con- stant companions; fond of women, wine, and the dice-box. Wamade love in com- pany, got drunk together, and gambled fromthe same purse. A xéry slender pursoit was too, but that's not to the point. There was Henry Piorce and his broth- er Frod, little Tom Needham, Jack Fry, 'land myself. Harry wasimpestuous, has- ty and irritable, but in the main good hearted. His brother was cooler, more calculating, and if anything a little avari- cious, Tom wasa truo toper who. en- joyodhis glass to the extremo, and was never happy cxcept when half drunk; and Jick wasa kind of hanger-on and toady of the wholo :of us. For myself, theronre only two poculiaritics worth mentioning, from their apparent incon- sistency. -As quick as a flash, the least angry word would arouse me ton temp» ost of ungovernable pasion, which, whensubsided, would find ms as ice, and with a mind free .to plog aind con- trivemmy thmn _Oncoevening we hadlost a good deal of money at poker-more than we coald well afford; and hnd left thé room in no very good spirits. Fred Pierce lind not been with us, or perhaps we should not have played so long, for Fred, unlik- the majority of gamblers, who play most desperately when fortune is most un- kind, invaribly stoped when a mximurm of loss wes arrived at. In the morning Fred called to see me, having heard about the loss, and was ase tonished and angry when ho learned the amount. Heremonsirated with me,and when I laughed at his words, grow irri- tated. One word, as the saying goes, brought on another; and we both be- came immgry, and atlength hetold me that he considered it an unjustifiable; outrage on out parts to loge 18 Share of}: the money during his nbsencée. I culled hima fool 741ml hemtmtgd thabI was & --in a frenzied rage tamed: to‘hgq, which stood on, the gide of the hearth and before I gave] thought to the consequences,-fatruck him. on the ' head with all the force of which I way The next> mast. AFE Eii Linsthntiy. moment restoreft _ me to songionsness, ((he was the. Robin Goodfellow who upset; WHITEHALL, N.Y., SATURDAY, APRIL 22, 1871. and I mised him up. The blow had fractured his skull, and although no blood flowed, he was evidently dead. A moment's reflection convinced me that one or twothings must be done ; either to conceal the body, or to discov- er the fact, and proclaim that I had done it in self defence. 'The fear that I could not make it appear so to the public, de- terred me fEfrom the latter course. I stated tho day before to my landlady that I intented to send a box full of books ind papers to my uncle's resi- dence in the country; nnd \the picking NO,. 7. not cool your fingers cither. You leave this old rat-trap to-morrow, don't you?\ *Yeg.\ 'Very good. 'Then we'll give your landlady a proof of our solid regard.- Here,\ and he took a piece of cor from the hearth as he spoke; \I'll chalk the old lady on the closet door, - Load. the pistols-it's about twelve paces to the other side of the room-and we'll put more balls in the old feminine than she puts poepper-corns in her mock-turtle soup.\ ® A general yell of approval greeted his box procured for the purpose then stood | novel proposition, amid which Tom in the room. I determined to put the gravely proceedéd to, sketch what he body in this and thus dispose of it. As I was about to do this I heard a ringing at the door bell. Thrusting the yindow curtains aside, I put my herd throug the window, which was luckily balf hoist- ed and saw that my companions of the night before had come to pay mon visit. I knew that they would at once come to my room, and take no denial for en- trance. In an instant my course was decided on. I hastily dragged the body to the closst, placed it upright, and tak- ing my hunting case from the place of usual bestowmont, closed tho closet door, and throw on my great coat, put on my hat, and tossed the chairs in con- fusion around my room. I had scarce- ly done this when I heard the steps of the party on the stairs, and as they en- tered tho room I gave n tromendous oath, with every other appearance of counter- feited passion. \Hallo!\ exclaimed Harry Pierce, 'what is the matter with you ? Gomg out ?\ 'I have this moment come in,\ said L \to get my pistols, I thought Td prac- tico this morning. And some vagabond has been in my room and turned every ; thing upside down. Jove, thore,s a whole pile of shirts, just from the wash, tossed on the floor.\ My frinds burst into a wild Isugh, and Tom Needham exclaimed : i ''Served you right, What business have you to own so many shirts ? L have ofily one; in fact that was what kept me from you yesterday so long, I had to lie in bed while it was being washed and ironed, and the woman kept it two hours béhind time, becau se I owed her a little bill.\ «\Well said I, \I wish you'd i stop your nonsense and fix up matters, and we'll go out and take a crack or two this morning.\ s cc answered Tom, too cold for the fingers. I'll tell you called a remarkably correct portrait of the mistress of the house, and Harry Pierco sat at work loading the pistols. When Harry had finished ho claimed the first shot for his pains, which Tom ¢laimed for the same reason, insisting that as he had sot up the windmill, he ought totilt atit, A moock altercation followed, which Harry won. Ho grasp- ed the pistol accordingly and fired. A noiso of something followed; the concussion fud disturbed the dead body which in falling had struck a side sholf and overturned some books. We start- ed. Needham, however, did not notico it, and presenting his pistol fixed again, but entirely, too low, exclaiming when he saw the result, \'Thero's a ball in her lady-ship's calf, by Jupiter!\ f Harry turned to me as white as ashes, and said, \did you hear anything?\ \I did,\ X replied, ''the ball from your pistol and be hanged to you, has upset some of my books I suppose.\ \Oh my God!\ exchimed Harry, ( hava a terrible presentiment.. - Suppose my brother had hid himself fin the clos- eff\ And he sank into the chair as ho spoke. We gathered round, and Tom It's too bad, by.| Needham burst into .of laughter. - *Upon my soul,\ said he, \you ars worse than tho baker's daughter, Hers,\ ho cried in n squenking tone, \if I1 were to be married, and wers to have a litle baby, and it were to come here and get into the oven nnd burned to death- boo-boo?\ - Thenresuming his natural toné, he exclaimed: You arethe 'most ridiculous fools, the whold of you, L av- or saw. Havé you any brandy in your, don? I must haven little to revive mo after this scene, You’d’better give Har. y some, Lord Imomhamfis it.\ My Heart throbbed with & birnnge de- light. 'The web of my 'difffculties was becoming rapzdly uh#raftelod; niy chktape was almost certain; but what if. they should flmcmrerths fracture ? E mm, boldly to the closet, and placm\ my what we'll do; we'll haves game of whist hand on the' catoh knob, said-\In' of- There's just a snug party, I wonder where Fred is ?\ iI don't.know,\ gaid I, ' he pronused yerterday to come and seo me.\ -, ~ \TH beta sou,\ cried Jack Ery, \that your wardrobe.\ \Just like him.\ I replicd;.\but nev- |- ertheless, I am bent: on- shootmg thus morning.\ i, .So you shall sho6t, old fellofir,’fér1ed Tom Needham, “so 376115111113, you! need dIP ny der to dissipate your doubts, I'll opén the mystery.\ As I spoke f throw the door W169 open noe \Mine was an affected. shout, but 1191; so of the rest.. I never shall, forget. the wild slmga‘k3 9g 6393me whph left the bo- som of rey, Place, 11511ng15, funwm'd and taised the bociy of Ins prpthrfr? gr ;[ the terrible tones, ”m hqaing whic. per, m séui - m Cfifiwfiod :ornge £71133 \N Pal 511111: into the arie: of‘fi‘xm fieedh'zfifi: 20 ees M - m; mew YQgK §TATE UM“ er Ru 331A; -o-
