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VOL. 18. HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 6, 1853. NO. 14. TEBMS. , The "HuNTnioDON Jodiial" is pnblished at tho following yearly rates: If paia fn advance $1,50 If paid within tho yenr 1,75 And tvvo dollors and fifty cents if not paid till jifler the expirntion oftho year. No snhscription ¦will he taken for a less period than six months, and no paper will be discontinued, except at tlio pptionoftho publisher, until nil arrearages nre Jinid. Subscribers living in distant counties, or iu ptlier States, will bo required to pay invariably in ndvnnco. (^ Tho abovo terms will bc rigidly adhered to iu nil eases. RATES OF ADVEitTISinrO. One square of sixteen linos or less For 1 insertion $0,50, For 1 month $1.25, " 2 " 0.75, " 3 " 2,75, " ,•) " 1,00, " 6 •' 5,00, . Proff,9sional CARns, not exceeding teu lines, nnd nnt eh,anged during the yenr- - • .$4,00, Curd and .Tnuninl, in ndvnnce, 5,00, Business Cards oftho snme length, not chan¬ ged. $3.00 Cnrd nnd .Tniirnnl in ndvnnce. 4,00 fjt^ Short, transient ndvertisements w-ill be nd¬ milted into our cditorinl columns at treble tbe nsnnl rates. On longer advertisements, whether yenrly or trnnsient, a reasonable deduction vvill be mnde and aliberal discount allowed for prompt pny ment. IDoeticnl. From the Pennsylvania Democrat. There's Beauty ETcrywhere. BV ELLA LEE. Where tbo young spring-flower's peeping. O'er the mossy stones so old. And tho winding streamlet's creeping. O'er its sandy bed ofgold j Where the pale wild rose is blooming. In the cypress-shaded valo; Whore the mountnin pine is looiriing. In defianco oftho gale. Where tbo silver fountain's throwing Its white spray upon the air. And thc sunset sky is glowing 'With a gold and crimson glare; 'Where tbo quiet slars are glancing O'er thc lakelet's placid crest. And the pallid moonbeam's dancing On the ocean's troubled breast; Whero the sunlight's brightly beaming O'er the tomb-stone old and gray, AVIiere tho dew-drop's sweetly dreaming, Ou each flow'ret round or way ; Wliero the wild storm sweeps thc blUiivv, And the lurid lightnings flush ; Where the zephyr sways the willow— ' Jlid thc tempest's fearful crasli; Where tbo coral Iree is growing 'Neath tbe ocean's glassy w-ave, .And the speckled sea shell's glowing Roc'nrt the mariner's lonely grave- All around, beneath, above tlice, Radient beauly still vvo find. But none vve sec yet hnlf so lovely .Is the beauties ofthe mind. U.siONTOWN, Jlarch, '853. I^ieceU.iiicous; A Race for I.ife. Forty yoars ago my father's family set- tlfl'l in ono of the counties of central New- York. All was a wildernes.i, wild, grand, beautiful. AVo located fitoon miles from the farthest pioneer. Tho woods wero around txa, tho tall trees and thc piotu- rcsquo innuntains. VVe had opened a sp.aoo in tho forest, aud a cabin of the good old timo afforded us shelter. It lookeu now rtnd comfortable, and its chimney-smoke curled gracefully up and vanished with tho shadows of tho fcrcst. Tho blaokenod hoapg suiokod and crackled, and doep in those wildwood soli¬ tudes thc wilderness blo.ssomed and smiled in the presenco of yellow harvests. A hap¬ py home wa.s there. The birds sang at earli¬ est morn, and the deop river near tho door murmured sweetly at nightfall. There wciro gontlo whispering.s among thc trees. As they bowed their heads in the winds, a ho¬ ly Buthem floated up from tho vast temples where naturo breathes fresh and pure from tho hand of God. Thc wild flowera bloom¬ ed even by tho vory door sill, and the deer Btopped in the forest to gaze upon tho sinoko of thc chimney top. " T'was a beautiful home in the wilder¬ ness." Tho spring brought us neighbors. 'Twas a great day when a settler came and pur¬ chased land across the river. He received a warm weleomo from pioneor hearts, and by the ready agency of pioneer hands, a comfortable log cabin peeped out from tho dense wood-land of the opposite bank. I watchod tho smoko from the open roof as the sun went down, and eagerly looked for it in tho uiorning. But it waa not the smoke I oarud so much about. I only kuew that it curled up, from the fireside where dwelled as beautiful a creature as ever bloomed away from tbe busy world.- And so I watched thefinioko,—and dream¬ ed as I watohed the river until the moon threw down its beautiful pathway of shi¬ ning silver, and listened for the sound of familiar footsteps. ' Aeross the river was the home of Carry Mason. Before the mellow haze of autumn had dropped its dreary hue on loaf or stream, I had learned to love her, and to tell her so in the still moonlight of that hidden home. The leaves faded and the winter winds swept through the forest. But we cared little for that. The snow fell thick and fast, but our cabin homos wera bright, and our hearta were alive with happiness and bope. When tho spring opened and thd birds returned we were to be married. A Winter evening party iu a now coun¬ try. Did you ovor attend one, reader ?— There are large hearths and open hearts there to bo found. Carry and I were invited to attend the party; and a rude 'jumper' had been built, and in this we started. Ten miles were soon passed, and wo found ourselves in as merry and happy a throng as ever gathered on a frontier. The huge fire cracked on the wide hearth, and the old fashioned fun and frolic rang out until a late hour. The moon had gono dowu when we start¬ ed for homo, aud the snow began to fall; but wo heeded it not, for we talked as fast as the stout horso sped on the forest patl; Carry grasped my arm and whispcrod, "hist!" Tho wind shrieked over the tops ofthe dark pines,and I laughed at hor fears. But she nestled closer to my sido, and talk¬ ed with leas glee. In epito of all my efforts, a shadow would creep over my own spirit. Tho road wound among A dense growth of pinoj which shot upwards, and veiled even the sky from our path. The old pines swayed and moaned in tho increasing storm, and thc snow fell fast and thickly. I touch¬ ed tha hor30 with tho whip and hc moved briskly through the woods. Again Carry grasped my arm. I hoard nothing save the storm, and yet I startled as the hcrse gavo a quick snort and struck into a gallop.— With a heart full of happiness, I had not yet dreamed of danger. Ag.iin the horse snorted -n alarm. There was a sound above the storm. I felt my cheeks grow wbite and oold, and the blood rush quickly to my beart. Clear, wild, terrible, it biirat dut in an Unearthly howl like a wail from the world of fiends. I heard it. Its dismal heart-chil ling echoes had not died aw.ay on the storm, when it was anawered from a score of throats. .Merciful God ! a pack of wolves wore around us. In those dark woods at night, and the storm howling over-head, a score of hungry throats were fiercely yelling at each other oa the fe.-ist. For a moment my senses reeled. But I folt Carry leaning heavily ou my ahoulder, .•ind I aroused. But what hopo was thero ? I had no weapon, and the maddened devils were in the path before and behind us. There w-as but one chance, and that was to pu.sh ahead. This was a slim chance, and I grew sick as I thought of Carry. The quiet cabin and the happy hearth at home flashed swiftly through ray brain. At that moment a dark shadow glided tip by thc side of our sleigh, and so wild and develish a yell I have never heard since. My flesh crawled on my bones. A cold shiver r.-iu to my heart and crept to my head as though the hairs were standing on end. Two orbs glared out liko demon lights, and I could hear tho panting of the heart Finally grasping tho lines and Shouting sharply to the horso, we shot awp,|y. Tho horse needed no urging. At the act that infernal chorus again burst out in ear¬ nest, and their dark forms lo.-iped in length¬ ened strides on either side of us. The speed was fearful, and yet the yelling kept pace. Turning to speak to Carry, I saw a dark form leap into the path, eud as we sped ahead, his teeth shut with a vice-liko snap, missing Carry, and stripping her shawl from her shoulders. With c! shriek she clung to me, and with one arm I saved her from being dragged out of her seat. I became maddened—reckless. I shout¬ ed to tbe horse now reaking witli foam.— Wo went on at a fearful rato. The stumps and roots and uneven places in tho road, threatened every instant to wreck our sleiifh. Ilomo wtia threo milos distant. 0, for a world to givo for home ! As the road struck tho rivor bank, it turned shortly almost on tho brink of a fearful precipice. Hero was a new danger. It was a diflicult place, and there was not only danger of upsetting, but of being hurled into the river. There was a path across this angle of land where logs had been drawn out. It was a mile nearer this' way to a clearing, than by the river. Bitt I durst not at¬ tempt it with a sleigh. On we aped. That infOrnal pack, neck and ne-jk with ua, and now and then jaws shutting like steel-traps, cloae to our per¬ sons. Onoe around that angle, and I should hope. How madly I shouted to the noble brute. We noared the turn in that race for life. HeavoDS! tbe infernal devils bad croaa¬ ed ahead and hung in deep masses. .\ de¬ mon inatinct seemed to possess them. iTbey then went down on the ice and found j The Free Press of England. A few rods moro ! The wolves seemed to her corpse. The wolves hadnot picked | Ever aince Louis Napoleon set the ex- feel that we had a chance, for they bowled ; her crushed bones. I thank God for that, ample of trampling it, as he trampled the ' •'¦ ' "- The fall partially broke the ice, and the constitution and liberties of hi more devilish than ever. With a sweep the horao turned in apite of me. The left runner struck high on the rflots of a pine, aud the sleigh swung ovor like a flash, burying us in the now snow. Away sped tho horse, and my heart s.ank as I heard his quick footsteps dying out towards home. The madd->ned paok had followed tho horse, and shot by us aa we were thrown out upon the b.ink, for a numbor of rods. A shriek from Carry arrested them in their career; in an instant they were upon us. I gave one long, desperate shout, in the hope of arousing the folks in the cabins. I had no time to shout again. Their hot breath burned upon ine, and their dark masses gathered around liko the shadows of doom. VVith a broken limb, I wildly kept thera at b.iy for a moment, but fiercer and closer surged tho gnashing teeth. Carry lay in¬ sensible ou tho ground before rae. There was one more chance. A stunted pine grew upon the outer edgo of tho bank, aud shot out nearly hori/iontally over the river below, full a hundred feet fro'hi the surface. Dashing madly in tlicir tooth with iuy cudgel, I yelled with the waning energy of despair; grasped Carry with one arm, and da.sliod restlessly oiit upon the pine; I thought not of the danger; I oared not. I braved one danger to eeape a greater. I reached the branches; I breathed freer as I heard tho Qorco howl of the baffled party. I turned my head, and God of mercy I a long shadow w.is gliding along on tho trunk of our last refuge. Carry was liolplesa, .ind it required all the Strength of intense despair, to hold her and remain upon tho slippery trunk, I turned to faco the wolf— ho wag witbiii roach of my arm. I struck vvitb uiy fi.st, and again those fearful jaws shut with a snap, as my hand brushed his head. With -* demoniac growl ho fasten¬ ed upon the shoulder of Carry. Oh ! foi- help, for a weapon—foot hold Cii earth, where I could have grappled witb the monator. I heard tho long fangs crunch into the flesh, and tho smothered breathing, as the wolf continued to make sure his hold ! Oh, it was horrible! I beat him over the head, but ho only deigned a munching growl. I yelled, wept, cursed, and pray¬ ed, but thc hungry devil cared not for curses or prayers. His companions vvere atill howling and whining, and venturing out upon the pine. I almost wished the tree would givo way. The wolf still kept his hold upon Carry. Nono can droam how tlio blood hi.ssed and swept through my knotted veins. At last the brute, hungry for his pro}', g.ivo a wrench, and nearly thre-.v mo from the pino. Cany was belplos.s and insen.sible. Even the crunching teeth of the monster did not awaken hcr from the deathly swoon iuto which she had fallen. Another wrench was made by the wolf, and Carry's waist slipped from my aching grasp, leaving me but tho hold upon the skirt of her dress. Tho incarnate dovil had released his hold but as if aware of the danger beneath retained his gripe ou the shoulder of Carry.- Tho end had come ! Bly brained reeled! Tho long body of the wolf huug downward liko a dark shadow into the abyss, fast wearing out my remaining strength. The blood gushed warmly from my nostrils and light danced and flashed upon my eyeballs. The overtaxed muscles of the hand would relax, and as instantly close convulsively upon tho eluded skirt. I heard a tearing as if of atitche.s. The black mass writhed and wrenched as if to deepen the hold. A sharp crackling minglod with thc humming noises in my head, and the dress parted at the waist! I shrieked as I heard thc swooping sound of tho fall of the black devil and his victim, as fhey shot down, down, into the darkness. I heard some¬ thing like the bay of the old house dog and the firing of guns—and heard no more. Weeks ami monihs passed away, beforo the fearful delirium of that night loft me. I roturned to consciousncs,-* in my father's cabin an emaciated creature, a,-j helpless as a child. My youth had passed away, and I was prematurely old. Thc raven black locks of twenty years had changed to the silvery onea of eighty yoars of age. Look at thia arm that clung to ''arry ! It i.s withered. I havo never raised it sinco that night. Iu my dreams I feel again that fearful night, and awake, covered with tho cold calii'.my sweat that gathored upon mo while on that pine. Tbo neighing of tho horse, aa he dashed into the clearing, had aroused tho pei^ple at home. Tho empty and broken sleigh told a brief story. Tho howling of the wolves arose on thc blast, and with guns and the old house dog, they rushed to the sceno. They found me senaoless on the trunk, covered with blood, and a wolf foeling his way towards me. In turning at the sound of thoir approach, he slipped and went down upon the ice. Our people long looked for Carry Ma¬ son, but did not find her till neit morning. Yet in the one case they act justly, in tho other they have always acted unjustly. France ia in arms; America, though hor demag-ogues often threaten, has proved in „ „_ coubtry,. - - oozing water, had frozen and fastened her out of existence, the fieedoni of the press '"'^°y ¦"'*?' tbat she would rather endure a long black hair as it had floated out. The has oxporieneed a decline iu Europe; and if little-or more than a little-than exchango wolf had not released his death grasp and ho, aud the other imperial nnd royal gen- I ^^^ l"^'^''^ ""'^ trade, which England prizes hia tooth were buried in her pure white try who have a common interest with him' ^^ '"""''• "^ ^°' ^°^ ''"^ ^^"^'^ which botb ahoulder. iin tho maiter, are sufi'ered to havo their j^o""*™''^<"='"'""''^''^ *° *•"='" """atural. Tho spring sunshino and birds, and ! ^ay, the time will doubfloss come vvhen i?^''K'^®"""^® F''*""'^ "'"'"''^^''"'°"Py" greon loaves had come again, as I tottered : this lamp of hope, intelligence, and civil '"K ^ highly equivocal or menacing position out. My sister led me to a grave on tho security will be put out, aiid thc privilege towards England, that Mr. Disraeli makes river's bank—the grave of all ray youth-I of free di.scuasion be known only aa an in-1'''^¦''° remarkos, theu a British ex-minister ful hopes, and all that I loved. The wild ' gtrtntion of tho new world. Tho coMp 1'^'''^**^;"^''°"Sth found-,v bo, in his place flowera wore already starting on the sa- i d'cliit ix-xs not merely an aid to the restor- '" Parliament, deplores the freedom of the cred niound. I wept ovor them and bless- ed chiefs of tho older despotic statcfi like ' British press which is asserted at tbe mo- Austria and Prus,=ia; it encouraged n.any :""=D'a"'^ in "^•"'*"»'!e of twangs''- He would od thetu, for they were blooming over tho grave of Carry. The (jarilcii. The last number of Blackwood contains a capital article with the above title, and tbo season is one iu-whieh those who delight in this ploasaut pastime begin to look around the garden. It is not unboocming in one of the best writers who adorns the pages of this-Mawaxine, to say that be feels „^ .^.,., .,_, ,,....j ....... hi,s' afl'cctions gradually coiiocntratiug on ; ,uels and the influence of loeal feeling and i''"'^e''"'" '^^ .'''O press is Iniuented iu Eng- hls garden, for if divino wisdom placed the I coteries, than iu this country—and where :'""'^ "'"^" it offends a millitary chief of perfect man in a garden to dress and keep ' i.s certai.ily deemed by the sovereigns of i prance.who meditates the revenge of inv; it, the place aud duty mu.st have beeu di- the continet a worse evil th.in it is this ¦™"-, Whe,. Napoleon tho_First complai: viuely congenial with tho exorcises of an country. Wherever they rule, the ten- unclouded reason aud an undepraved heart. j(.„cy is fi-oin bad to worse; and English- The love of lu-in's pritneval calling seems i men have uku-o than onlinary reason to re- yet to linger fondly in the bosom of the 1 joice that//ley possess a palladium of ra- exiled race; boyhood and the succeeding ] tional liberty which so many senseless mil- .......... . ...... .„, ., aged n.aiiy ! of the constitutionnl governments to attack i ^»^« ,">« P^f» unshackled when no enemy the press, limiting freedom under the pre- ;'« ^^ ^'^''\ ''« ^°"4 science it in compli- text of restraining its license. It has been ! "'.''"' '°, "' ^^°r'^'-^S foeman. If this be the completely brought under control in Spain; I '^""^ °' -eut"""!' li^l^'ch prevails, or w it ia held in more or less check in Bel-iJ"""*o°''"°«'l '° P'"''"""''"''^e may well gium, Sardinia, and even in Switzerland; • ''^''^^o tbat a chango has come over the and indeed, real freedom can hardly be ' 1'™"^?'".''°^ ^"'^^"'^- 1*"'"«>''falls- said now to exist iu Europe, out of Great ^ '^''""''"'"J " ravaged—towns in Honduras Britain—where it is practically greater i ^"^ s«'^ed and bombarded—a treaty with perhaps. bi!causc less tied by party tram-I t'ie United States is violated—but tho od of the siimc evil) the British Ministers tbat dr.y t!-.rew open tc hiui their courts of law, and he was obliged to content himself with thc reraedy of an action for libel. If England wo.si, we should think it suf- pci-iod of imiiiature manhood, with their | Hons around tbem have tamely sull'ered to tumultary pa.ssions _ aud iiuisy pleasures, jbe torn from their h-inds show themselves alien to the tranquil de¬ lights of the garden; but "years that bring the philosphic mind," and that chasten hu¬ manity with thoir mildening influence, con¬ duct tho belated pilgrim back to the gar- don, and tcacli bim thore to find pleasures serene and unalloved. Wo often wonder why .sr: mtiny who have uround tlipm a spare piece of our mother earth, neglect to adorn it with the flowers and plants which will shed upon them, in tho summer time, '-an incense—breathing morn." There is nothing which teiids more to tbrovv around a bome, however humblo it may bo, an air of elegance .and taste, and to give Mie residents real rcfirioiiiotll; than the cultivation of a garden. It is a school in which none are taught the vices of thc world, and we cannot question but that many aro kept pure, amid the toil.-j and temptations of life, by the calm enjoy¬ ment of horticnltui-al pleasures. Wo trust that thnso on the outskirts of our town, who possess the neoessary plot of ground, will adopt thi.l cheap tuefhtd of ornament¬ ing tboir houses. It is not all who can bou.st line residence.': or costly furtiitiirr, but there is uot a home, howovcr humblo, whieh cannot be decooratud by tbose natu¬ rul attr.ictii.ns w-hich bloom alike in the giirdciis of the rich and poor. As tho spring opens us, let many who have almost for.srotten thoir early hours, when thoy rambled through fields fra¬ grant with perfume, recall, by the culture of flowers and plants, the earlior and bet¬ ter periods of life. Let tbem shed arouud their linmes the sacred infiuonce of natur¬ al boauty, and deck the rooms devoted to family union, with flowers whicii chnriu and soften Ibo errhig or thc tempted. No oue can tcll how much happier one Ciin go forth from such a home, than from ono of wretched niid squalid poverty, in whicii no form of beauty enters. Tho hours dcv-.i- tod to the garden will not be lost. Tho pleasure thus gained will last when the wintry winds have withered up even tho lil.ic crccus of Autumn. Thero will still remain a breath of fragrance and a form of boauty which tho first glance ot spring can waken into life. Politeness tn Duiiiiinfjf. An old geutleman h.id owed a firm for years; at last, after cvery-body's patience and temper were exhausted, a clork named Frank undertook to get the nioney. Frank called upon the gentleman, and met wftu a polite lecoption, and tho usual answer, with the addition, "You need not troublo yoursiilf, young man, about the mittor; I will mako it all right." "O, no," replied Frank, "I could not think for a moment of compelling you to call at the storo for a fow dollars. It will not be tho slightest inconvenience-for mt to stop iu, as I pasa your placo of business six times a day, to and from my meals, and I can call every time I go by." "Here," said tbc old fellow to his book- kcepor, alarmed at tho prospect of being dunned six t'uios a day for the next aix tnonthr, "pay thia impertinent rascal.— Ho can boat me in politeness, and if bo wants a situation. I will give him two thousand dollars a year." »* ^ » >• CF" A celebrated remedy is thus puffed: 'A customer called to-day to say that his wifo acoidontally dropped a littlo of our colebratod hair oil on the entry floor last night, and thia inorning discovered a splen¬ did hair mat in the entry.' C:^ If you would succeed in bosinoiis use plenty of printer's ink. IJiider thoae circumatances, we muat confess to having read with surprise tbe remarks recently made in the House of Commons by Mr. Diaraeli deploring the tone adopted by the Brili.sh press, and by certain members of the now govornment in lato public speoches made by tbem, towards the Emperor of France. As regards the ministers, the attack of tho ex-Chancellor of the Exchequer was, doubtless, justified ficient to olfer the same mode of redress to Napoleou III.—X". .'Imerican. A Good Ouc. There is a good story told iu a Scottish newspaper. A t.ivcrn keeper in Kelso had reoently erected a shower bath in one of his rooins, part of whicii was fitted tip asa sort of a bar, or tap-room, as thoy call it on thc otbor side. One evening end Irish¬ man, wbo hapiicnod to be drinking alono witb a ff-w- nninpninons in ono of t'-.e boxes, as woll by the circumstances aa by the iin- yose up for the purpose of ringing for prcscriptible right of the "outs" to make niore liquor. Looking round tho room for war npon tiic "ins." Sir .Tames Gi-.iliam, \ the bell cord, his eye fell ou the rope at- who wns one of thc speakers alluded to,' tached to the shower bath; "Bo Saint and who had handled Napoleon III with- Patrick!" said he, "I have found the bell- out gloves, might, in defence, a,»soi-t his ijope at Itist!" and seizing it, he gave it right, and declare that "if ho was net free ^ "strong pull, and pull altogether." In an to say what he thougbt, he was not fit to jin,,tant he was drenched to tho skin; and be a minister;" yet, it inu.st be conceded, ;„i,ij„st fraulio with rage, to the mj .s:. ,i11 it is neither very prudent nor vory canoni- amusement cf his companions, he roared c.il for a member of a Cabinet to abuse.a gut: government with which he thiLks it desi- t<Oh, be tho powers ;—is that the way rable to miiintaiti friendly relations.—lyo play thricks on travellers ? Be Japers, Flere, therefore, Disraeli bad a show of if I htid that big basto of a landlord for- i-eason on hi.< sido; but it was strange—it ninst mo, I'd soon teach him betthcr man- w,is worso than strange—it was lumenta- blc, it w.-.s hun'illating to bear him, a moin¬ bcr of Parlament nnd late minister, niid- hig fault with the Brili.sh press, to which too, he said, ho belonged, for tho freedom whorewilh it reviews the aets of tho Em¬ peror of France. Aro we to tako this aa a sign that tho iufectiou ic aprertd'ng tn England ^ that there are persons there— j in ,t_ Seven Tools. 1. The envious ma.i—who sends away his muttoon because tbe person nest to him is eating vauLson. 2. Tho .1 ealous man—wbo spreads bia bed with stinging nettles, and the sleeps public men—writing men—^who think thc frcGdom of the press an evil wbich ought to be abated 1 Is "t really to bo rogrct- tcd that the British journals arc allowed 3. The Proud man—who gets wet througii sooner than ride in the carriage cf an inferior, 4. Tho Litignus man—who goes to law to say things of Louis Napclcon ar.d his , jp_ the iiopo of ruining his opponent, and acts which arc not agreeable to his impe- i gg^s ruiuod himself. rial tuste atfd wishes ! We uiay_ acquaint 5. xho Extravagant man—who buys a DIdi-acli, we tupposo, of any design of .sug- . herring, and takes a cab to carry it home, gesting a coiisnr.-^lnp, or of any sentiment ,j_ Tho Angry raan—who learns tho op- of hostility ngainst tho most valued, and hiclcide because he is annoyed by the play- most valuable, of all British institutions, i^g of his neighbor's piano, but it is scarce dossiblo to eonsidor his re- 7^ q'ho Ostentatious man—who illurai- iiiarks without feeling thatthey involve L^jca the outside of his house raost bril¬ liantly, and sits inside iu thc dark. KF' A young chap, one night came homo from church, fretting and crying at a great rate about sometiug, no ono knew father asked what was the somothing, of meaning and purpose, un¬ worthy, unmanly, un-English, for oxpress- iiig whicb he almost deserves to be hooted out of Parliament. Wbat is there in Louis Napoleon or his history—orin his relations towarda Great | what. Thc Britian—whicii should elevate/a'm .above ! niattor ¦? tho censure of her journalists ! and what "Tbo preacher says wo must all be bom. has there been in their cotumenta whicb ] again, and I don't like to, cos I'm 'fraid should cause an Englishman a single regret? I next time I'll be a gal!" A usurper and libertioido—tho foresworn Poor fellow. servant of a roiiiiblic wliioh he overtbieiv- «<.•»>» the possessor of a thnir/c which was built , .[C?~ "Why don't you take a seat with- uiiou tho ruins of civil right—wearing a in the bar?" asked one gentleman of an- crown which was waded to through Tjlood, other, iu the new court room, yesterday, lawlessly and ruthlessly shed—a 'parvenu' " Fur tho best reason in the world," re- despot who has iuflicted imprisonment, and ¦ plied tbe other; "my niother always told exile, aud confiscation upon more polilical me to keep out of bud company." ofl'enders, (meaning thoso who preferred! That'll do. But wo wouldn't like to freo France to him) than any despot of lhe havo a caso in court after sayiug it.-Chic. riglit-diviiie, wliicli he pretends to despise Democrat. —a military dictator whodo ambition ^.*».*. alarms and -rndangers othor couutrios, I Alone!—But littlo do raen perceive while it enslaves his own—tbe journalista "hat soliludo is, -and bow far it cxtcndeth; of Britain would have been false to the ' for a crowd is not company, and faces arc cause of liberty which thoy espouse, and the interest of tbe English people which tbey defend, had they not adopted precise¬ ly that tofie towarda him which was cer¬ tiiiu to prove the most unpalatable, because tho most appropriate und just. Could they praise him, or praise what he baa done ?— Could they reinaiu silent'? To speak was to oensm-e;, to disou.ss was to denounce.— And yot Mr. Disraeli "deplores" the tone thoy have adopted towards him. Wo nov¬ er heard that hc, or any otber member or ex-raeraber of tho Brilish government, de¬ plored tbe tone they havo so frequently adopted towards tbc people ofthe U. States, but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.— Lord Beacon, HF" If you don't wiah to got angry, nev¬ er argue with a blockhead. Kemember, tbe duller the razor the moro you cut your¬ aelf. [t?~ Wli»t tables are most used through-: out the world 5 Vego-tablos, t«a-tableg, and card-tables. [rj=" A miser gets rich by seeming poor, an extravagant man grcws poor by seeming rich.
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VOL. 18.
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 6, 1853.
NO. 14.
TEBMS.
, The "HuNTnioDON Jodiial" is pnblished at tho following yearly rates:
If paia fn advance $1,50
If paid within tho yenr 1,75
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(^ Tho abovo terms will bc rigidly adhered to iu nil eases.
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One square of sixteen linos or less
For 1 insertion $0,50, For 1 month $1.25,
" 2 " 0.75, " 3 " 2,75,
" ,•) " 1,00, " 6 •' 5,00,
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lines, nnd nnt eh,anged during the yenr- - • .$4,00,
Curd and .Tnuninl, in ndvnnce, 5,00,
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Cnrd nnd .Tniirnnl in ndvnnce. 4,00
fjt^ Short, transient ndvertisements w-ill be nd¬ milted into our cditorinl columns at treble tbe nsnnl rates.
On longer advertisements, whether yenrly or trnnsient, a reasonable deduction vvill be mnde and aliberal discount allowed for prompt pny ment.
IDoeticnl.
From the Pennsylvania Democrat. There's Beauty ETcrywhere.
BV ELLA LEE.
Where tbo young spring-flower's peeping. O'er the mossy stones so old.
And tho winding streamlet's creeping. O'er its sandy bed ofgold j
Where the pale wild rose is blooming.
In the cypress-shaded valo; Whore the mountnin pine is looiriing.
In defianco oftho gale.
Where tbo silver fountain's throwing
Its white spray upon the air. And thc sunset sky is glowing
'With a gold and crimson glare;
'Where tbo quiet slars are glancing O'er thc lakelet's placid crest.
And the pallid moonbeam's dancing On the ocean's troubled breast;
Whero the sunlight's brightly beaming O'er the tomb-stone old and gray,
AVIiere tho dew-drop's sweetly dreaming, Ou each flow'ret round or way ;
Wliero the wild storm sweeps thc blUiivv, And the lurid lightnings flush ;
Where the zephyr sways the willow— ' Jlid thc tempest's fearful crasli;
Where tbo coral Iree is growing
'Neath tbe ocean's glassy w-ave, .And the speckled sea shell's glowing
Roc'nrt the mariner's lonely grave- All around, beneath, above tlice,
Radient beauly still vvo find. But none vve sec yet hnlf so lovely
.Is the beauties ofthe mind. U.siONTOWN, Jlarch, '853.
I^ieceU.iiicous;
A Race for I.ife.
Forty yoars ago my father's family set- tlfl'l in ono of the counties of central New- York. All was a wildernes.i, wild, grand, beautiful. AVo located fitoon miles from the farthest pioneer. Tho woods wero around txa, tho tall trees and thc piotu- rcsquo innuntains.
VVe had opened a sp.aoo in tho forest, aud a cabin of the good old timo afforded us shelter. It lookeu now rtnd comfortable, and its chimney-smoke curled gracefully up and vanished with tho shadows of tho fcrcst. Tho blaokenod hoapg suiokod and crackled, and doep in those wildwood soli¬ tudes thc wilderness blo.ssomed and smiled in the presenco of yellow harvests. A hap¬ py home wa.s there. The birds sang at earli¬ est morn, and the deop river near tho door murmured sweetly at nightfall. There wciro gontlo whispering.s among thc trees. As they bowed their heads in the winds, a ho¬ ly Buthem floated up from tho vast temples where naturo breathes fresh and pure from tho hand of God. Thc wild flowera bloom¬ ed even by tho vory door sill, and the deer Btopped in the forest to gaze upon tho sinoko of thc chimney top.
" T'was a beautiful home in the wilder¬ ness."
Tho spring brought us neighbors. 'Twas a great day when a settler came and pur¬ chased land across the river. He received a warm weleomo from pioneor hearts, and by the ready agency of pioneer hands, a comfortable log cabin peeped out from tho dense wood-land of the opposite bank. I watchod tho smoko from the open roof as the sun went down, and eagerly looked for it in tho uiorning. But it waa not the smoke I oarud so much about. I only kuew that it curled up, from the fireside where dwelled as beautiful a creature as ever bloomed away from tbe busy world.- And so I watched thefinioko,—and dream¬ ed as I watohed the river until the moon threw down its beautiful pathway of shi¬
ning silver, and listened for the sound of familiar footsteps.
' Aeross the river was the home of Carry Mason. Before the mellow haze of autumn had dropped its dreary hue on loaf or stream, I had learned to love her, and to tell her so in the still moonlight of that hidden home.
The leaves faded and the winter winds swept through the forest. But we cared little for that. The snow fell thick and fast, but our cabin homos wera bright, and our hearta were alive with happiness and bope. When tho spring opened and thd birds returned we were to be married.
A Winter evening party iu a now coun¬ try. Did you ovor attend one, reader ?— There are large hearths and open hearts there to bo found.
Carry and I were invited to attend the party; and a rude 'jumper' had been built, and in this we started. Ten miles were soon passed, and wo found ourselves in as merry and happy a throng as ever gathered on a frontier. The huge fire cracked on the wide hearth, and the old fashioned fun and frolic rang out until a late hour.
The moon had gono dowu when we start¬ ed for homo, aud the snow began to fall; but wo heeded it not, for we talked as fast as the stout horso sped on the forest patl; Carry grasped my arm and whispcrod, "hist!" Tho wind shrieked over the tops ofthe dark pines,and I laughed at hor fears. But she nestled closer to my sido, and talk¬ ed with leas glee. In epito of all my efforts, a shadow would creep over my own spirit. Tho road wound among A dense growth of pinoj which shot upwards, and veiled even the sky from our path. The old pines swayed and moaned in tho increasing storm, and thc snow fell fast and thickly. I touch¬ ed tha hor30 with tho whip and hc moved briskly through the woods. Again Carry grasped my arm. I hoard nothing save the storm, and yet I startled as the hcrse gavo a quick snort and struck into a gallop.— With a heart full of happiness, I had not yet dreamed of danger.
Ag.iin the horse snorted -n alarm. There was a sound above the storm. I felt my cheeks grow wbite and oold, and the blood rush quickly to my beart.
Clear, wild, terrible, it biirat dut in an Unearthly howl like a wail from the world of fiends. I heard it. Its dismal heart-chil ling echoes had not died aw.ay on the storm, when it was anawered from a score of throats.
.Merciful God ! a pack of wolves wore around us. In those dark woods at night, and the storm howling over-head, a score of hungry throats were fiercely yelling at each other oa the fe.-ist.
For a moment my senses reeled. But I folt Carry leaning heavily ou my ahoulder, .•ind I aroused.
But what hopo was thero ? I had no weapon, and the maddened devils were in the path before and behind us. There w-as but one chance, and that was to pu.sh ahead. This was a slim chance, and I grew sick as I thought of Carry. The quiet cabin and the happy hearth at home flashed swiftly through ray brain.
At that moment a dark shadow glided tip by thc side of our sleigh, and so wild and develish a yell I have never heard since. My flesh crawled on my bones. A cold shiver r.-iu to my heart and crept to my head as though the hairs were standing on end. Two orbs glared out liko demon lights, and I could hear tho panting of the heart Finally grasping tho lines and Shouting sharply to the horso, we shot awp,|y.
Tho horse needed no urging. At the act that infernal chorus again burst out in ear¬ nest, and their dark forms lo.-iped in length¬ ened strides on either side of us. The speed was fearful, and yet the yelling kept pace. Turning to speak to Carry, I saw a dark form leap into the path, eud as we sped ahead, his teeth shut with a vice-liko snap, missing Carry, and stripping her shawl from her shoulders. With c! shriek she clung to me, and with one arm I saved her from being dragged out of her seat.
I became maddened—reckless. I shout¬ ed to tbe horse now reaking witli foam.— Wo went on at a fearful rato. The stumps and roots and uneven places in tho road, threatened every instant to wreck our sleiifh.
Ilomo wtia threo milos distant. 0, for a world to givo for home !
As the road struck tho rivor bank, it turned shortly almost on tho brink of a fearful precipice. Hero was a new danger. It was a diflicult place, and there was not only danger of upsetting, but of being hurled into the river.
There was a path across this angle of land where logs had been drawn out. It was a mile nearer this' way to a clearing, than by the river. Bitt I durst not at¬ tempt it with a sleigh.
On we aped. That infOrnal pack, neck and ne-jk with ua, and now and then jaws shutting like steel-traps, cloae to our per¬ sons. Onoe around that angle, and I should hope.
How madly I shouted to the noble brute. We noared the turn in that race for life.
HeavoDS! tbe infernal devils bad croaa¬ ed ahead and hung in deep masses. .\ de¬
mon inatinct seemed to possess them. iTbey then went down on the ice and found j The Free Press of England.
A few rods moro ! The wolves seemed to her corpse. The wolves hadnot picked | Ever aince Louis Napoleon set the ex- feel that we had a chance, for they bowled ; her crushed bones. I thank God for that, ample of trampling it, as he trampled the ' •'¦ ' "- The fall partially broke the ice, and the constitution and liberties of hi
more devilish than ever.
With a sweep the horao turned in apite of me. The left runner struck high on the rflots of a pine, aud the sleigh swung ovor like a flash, burying us in the now snow. Away sped tho horse, and my heart s.ank as I heard his quick footsteps dying out towards home.
The madd->ned paok had followed tho horse, and shot by us aa we were thrown out upon the b.ink, for a numbor of rods.
A shriek from Carry arrested them in their career; in an instant they were upon us. I gave one long, desperate shout, in the hope of arousing the folks in the cabins. I had no time to shout again. Their hot breath burned upon ine, and their dark masses gathered around liko the shadows of doom.
VVith a broken limb, I wildly kept thera at b.iy for a moment, but fiercer and closer surged tho gnashing teeth. Carry lay in¬ sensible ou tho ground before rae. There was one more chance. A stunted pine grew upon the outer edgo of tho bank, aud shot out nearly hori/iontally over the river below, full a hundred feet fro'hi the surface. Dashing madly in tlicir tooth with iuy cudgel, I yelled with the waning energy of despair; grasped Carry with one arm, and da.sliod restlessly oiit upon the pine; I thought not of the danger; I oared not. I braved one danger to eeape a greater. I reached the branches; I breathed freer as I heard tho Qorco howl of the baffled party. I turned my head, and God of mercy I a long shadow w.is gliding along on tho trunk of our last refuge. Carry was liolplesa, .ind it required all the Strength of intense despair, to hold her and remain upon tho slippery trunk, I turned to faco the wolf— ho wag witbiii roach of my arm. I struck vvitb uiy fi.st, and again those fearful jaws shut with a snap, as my hand brushed his head. With -* demoniac growl ho fasten¬ ed upon the shoulder of Carry. Oh ! foi- help, for a weapon—foot hold Cii earth, where I could have grappled witb the monator.
I heard tho long fangs crunch into the flesh, and tho smothered breathing, as the wolf continued to make sure his hold ! Oh, it was horrible! I beat him over the head, but ho only deigned a munching growl. I yelled, wept, cursed, and pray¬ ed, but thc hungry devil cared not for curses or prayers. His companions vvere atill howling and whining, and venturing out upon the pine. I almost wished the tree would givo way. The wolf still kept his hold upon Carry. Nono can droam how tlio blood hi.ssed and swept through my knotted veins. At last the brute, hungry for his pro}', g.ivo a wrench, and nearly thre-.v mo from the pino. Cany was belplos.s and insen.sible. Even the crunching teeth of the monster did not awaken hcr from the deathly swoon iuto which she had fallen.
Another wrench was made by the wolf, and Carry's waist slipped from my aching grasp, leaving me but tho hold upon the skirt of her dress. Tho incarnate dovil had released his hold but as if aware of the danger beneath retained his gripe ou the shoulder of Carry.-
Tho end had come ! Bly brained reeled! Tho long body of the wolf huug downward liko a dark shadow into the abyss, fast wearing out my remaining strength. The blood gushed warmly from my nostrils and light danced and flashed upon my eyeballs. The overtaxed muscles of the hand would relax, and as instantly close convulsively upon tho eluded skirt. I heard a tearing as if of atitche.s. The black mass writhed and wrenched as if to deepen the hold. A sharp crackling minglod with thc humming noises in my head, and the dress parted at the waist! I shrieked as I heard thc swooping sound of tho fall of the black devil and his victim, as fhey shot down, down, into the darkness. I heard some¬ thing like the bay of the old house dog and the firing of guns—and heard no more.
Weeks ami monihs passed away, beforo the fearful delirium of that night loft me. I roturned to consciousncs,-* in my father's cabin an emaciated creature, a,-j helpless as a child. My youth had passed away, and I was prematurely old. Thc raven black locks of twenty years had changed to the silvery onea of eighty yoars of age. Look at thia arm that clung to ''arry ! It i.s withered. I havo never raised it sinco that night. Iu my dreams I feel again that fearful night, and awake, covered with tho cold calii'.my sweat that gathored upon mo while on that pine.
Tbo neighing of tho horse, aa he dashed into the clearing, had aroused tho pei^ple at home. Tho empty and broken sleigh told a brief story. Tho howling of the wolves arose on thc blast, and with guns and the old house dog, they rushed to the sceno.
They found me senaoless on the trunk, covered with blood, and a wolf foeling his way towards me. In turning at the sound of thoir approach, he slipped and went down upon the ice.
Our people long looked for Carry Ma¬ son, but did not find her till neit morning.
Yet in the one case they act justly, in tho other they have always acted unjustly.
France ia in arms; America, though hor demag-ogues often threaten, has proved in
„ „_ coubtry,. - -
oozing water, had frozen and fastened her out of existence, the fieedoni of the press '"'^°y ¦"'*?' tbat she would rather endure a long black hair as it had floated out. The has oxporieneed a decline iu Europe; and if little-or more than a little-than exchango wolf had not released his death grasp and ho, aud the other imperial nnd royal gen- I ^^^ l"^'^''^ ""'^ trade, which England prizes hia tooth were buried in her pure white try who have a common interest with him' ^^ '"""''• "^ ^°' ^°^ ''"^ ^^"^'^ which botb ahoulder. iin tho maiter, are sufi'ered to havo their j^o""*™''^<"='"'""''^''^ *° *•"='" """atural.
Tho spring sunshino and birds, and ! ^ay, the time will doubfloss come vvhen i?^''K'^®"""^® F''*""'^ "'"'"''^^''"'°"Py" greon loaves had come again, as I tottered : this lamp of hope, intelligence, and civil '"K ^ highly equivocal or menacing position out. My sister led me to a grave on tho security will be put out, aiid thc privilege towards England, that Mr. Disraeli makes river's bank—the grave of all ray youth-I of free di.scuasion be known only aa an in-1'''^¦''° remarkos, theu a British ex-minister ful hopes, and all that I loved. The wild ' gtrtntion of tho new world. Tho coMp 1'^'''^**^;"^''°"Sth found-,v bo, in his place flowera wore already starting on the sa- i d'cliit ix-xs not merely an aid to the restor- '" Parliament, deplores the freedom of the cred niound. I wept ovor them and bless- ed chiefs of tho older despotic statcfi like ' British press which is asserted at tbe mo-
Austria and Prus,=ia; it encouraged n.any :""=D'a"'^ in "^•"'*"»'!e of twangs''- He would
od thetu, for they were blooming over tho grave of Carry.
The (jarilcii.
The last number of Blackwood contains a capital article with the above title, and tbo season is one iu-whieh those who delight in this ploasaut pastime begin to look around the garden. It is not unboocming in one of the best writers who adorns the
pages of this-Mawaxine, to say that be feels „^ .^.,., .,_, ,,....j .......
hi,s' afl'cctions gradually coiiocntratiug on ; ,uels and the influence of loeal feeling and i''"'^e''"'" '^^ .'''O press is Iniuented iu Eng- hls garden, for if divino wisdom placed the I coteries, than iu this country—and where :'""'^ "'"^" it offends a millitary chief of perfect man in a garden to dress and keep ' i.s certai.ily deemed by the sovereigns of i prance.who meditates the revenge of inv; it, the place aud duty mu.st have beeu di- the continet a worse evil th.in it is this ¦™"-, Whe,. Napoleon tho_First complai: viuely congenial with tho exorcises of an country. Wherever they rule, the ten- unclouded reason aud an undepraved heart. j(.„cy is fi-oin bad to worse; and English- The love of lu-in's pritneval calling seems i men have uku-o than onlinary reason to re- yet to linger fondly in the bosom of the 1 joice that//ley possess a palladium of ra- exiled race; boyhood and the succeeding ] tional liberty which so many senseless mil-
.......... . ...... .„, ., aged n.aiiy !
of the constitutionnl governments to attack i ^»^« ,">« P^f» unshackled when no enemy the press, limiting freedom under the pre- ;'« ^^ ^'^''\ ''« ^°"4 science it in compli- text of restraining its license. It has been ! "'.''"' '°, "' ^^°r'^'-^S foeman. If this be the completely brought under control in Spain; I '^""^ °' -eut"""!' li^l^'ch prevails, or w it ia held in more or less check in Bel-iJ"""*o°''"°«'l '° P'"''"""''"''^e may well gium, Sardinia, and even in Switzerland; • ''^''^^o tbat a chango has come over the and indeed, real freedom can hardly be ' 1'™"^?'".''°^ ^"'^^"'^- 1*"'"«>''falls- said now to exist iu Europe, out of Great ^ '^''""''"'"J " ravaged—towns in Honduras Britain—where it is practically greater i ^"^ s«'^ed and bombarded—a treaty with perhaps. bi!causc less tied by party tram-I t'ie United States is violated—but tho
od of the siimc evil) the British Ministers tbat dr.y t!-.rew open tc hiui their courts of law, and he was obliged to content himself with thc reraedy of an action for libel. If England wo.si, we should think it suf-
pci-iod of imiiiature manhood, with their | Hons around tbem have tamely sull'ered to tumultary pa.ssions _ aud iiuisy pleasures, jbe torn from their h-inds
show themselves alien to the tranquil de¬ lights of the garden; but "years that bring the philosphic mind," and that chasten hu¬ manity with thoir mildening influence, con¬ duct tho belated pilgrim back to the gar- don, and tcacli bim thore to find pleasures serene and unalloved.
Wo often wonder why .sr: mtiny who have uround tlipm a spare piece of our mother earth, neglect to adorn it with the flowers and plants which will shed upon them, in tho summer time, '-an incense—breathing morn." There is nothing which teiids more to tbrovv around a bome, however humblo it may bo, an air of elegance .and taste, and to give Mie residents real rcfirioiiiotll; than the cultivation of a garden. It is a school in which none are taught the vices of thc world, and we cannot question but that many aro kept pure, amid the toil.-j and temptations of life, by the calm enjoy¬ ment of horticnltui-al pleasures. Wo trust that thnso on the outskirts of our town, who possess the neoessary plot of ground, will adopt thi.l cheap tuefhtd of ornament¬ ing tboir houses. It is not all who can bou.st line residence.': or costly furtiitiirr, but there is uot a home, howovcr humblo, whieh cannot be decooratud by tbose natu¬ rul attr.ictii.ns w-hich bloom alike in the giirdciis of the rich and poor.
As tho spring opens us, let many who have almost for.srotten thoir early hours, when thoy rambled through fields fra¬ grant with perfume, recall, by the culture of flowers and plants, the earlior and bet¬ ter periods of life. Let tbem shed arouud their linmes the sacred infiuonce of natur¬ al boauty, and deck the rooms devoted to family union, with flowers whicii chnriu and soften Ibo errhig or thc tempted. No oue can tcll how much happier one Ciin go forth from such a home, than from ono of wretched niid squalid poverty, in whicii no form of beauty enters. Tho hours dcv-.i- tod to the garden will not be lost. Tho pleasure thus gained will last when the wintry winds have withered up even tho lil.ic crccus of Autumn. Thero will still remain a breath of fragrance and a form of boauty which tho first glance ot spring can waken into life.
Politeness tn Duiiiiinfjf.
An old geutleman h.id owed a firm for years; at last, after cvery-body's patience and temper were exhausted, a clork named Frank undertook to get the nioney.
Frank called upon the gentleman, and met wftu a polite lecoption, and tho usual answer, with the addition, "You need not troublo yoursiilf, young man, about the mittor; I will mako it all right."
"O, no," replied Frank, "I could not think for a moment of compelling you to call at the storo for a fow dollars. It will not be tho slightest inconvenience-for mt to stop iu, as I pasa your placo of business six times a day, to and from my meals, and I can call every time I go by."
"Here," said tbc old fellow to his book- kcepor, alarmed at tho prospect of being dunned six t'uios a day for the next aix tnonthr, "pay thia impertinent rascal.— Ho can boat me in politeness, and if bo wants a situation. I will give him two thousand dollars a year." »* ^ » >•
CF" A celebrated remedy is thus puffed: 'A customer called to-day to say that his wifo acoidontally dropped a littlo of our colebratod hair oil on the entry floor last night, and thia inorning discovered a splen¬ did hair mat in the entry.'
C:^ If you would succeed in bosinoiis use plenty of printer's ink.
IJiider thoae circumatances, we muat confess to having read with surprise tbe remarks recently made in the House of Commons by Mr. Diaraeli deploring the tone adopted by the Brili.sh press, and by certain members of the now govornment in lato public speoches made by tbem, towards the Emperor of France. As regards the ministers, the attack of tho ex-Chancellor of the Exchequer was, doubtless, justified
ficient to olfer the same mode of redress to Napoleou III.—X". .'Imerican.
A Good Ouc.
There is a good story told iu a Scottish newspaper. A t.ivcrn keeper in Kelso had reoently erected a shower bath in one of his rooins, part of whicii was fitted tip asa sort of a bar, or tap-room, as thoy call it on thc otbor side. One evening end Irish¬ man, wbo hapiicnod to be drinking alono witb a ff-w- nninpninons in ono of t'-.e boxes,
as woll by the circumstances aa by the iin- yose up for the purpose of ringing for prcscriptible right of the "outs" to make niore liquor. Looking round tho room for war npon tiic "ins." Sir .Tames Gi-.iliam, \ the bell cord, his eye fell ou the rope at- who wns one of thc speakers alluded to,' tached to the shower bath; "Bo Saint and who had handled Napoleon III with- Patrick!" said he, "I have found the bell- out gloves, might, in defence, a,»soi-t his ijope at Itist!" and seizing it, he gave it right, and declare that "if ho was net free ^ "strong pull, and pull altogether." In an to say what he thougbt, he was not fit to jin,,tant he was drenched to tho skin; and be a minister;" yet, it inu.st be conceded, ;„i,ij„st fraulio with rage, to the mj .s:. ,i11 it is neither very prudent nor vory canoni- amusement cf his companions, he roared c.il for a member of a Cabinet to abuse.a gut:
government with which he thiLks it desi- t |
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