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HUNTING RNAL. Dcijotetr to ©cncv.il KntcUCflrncc, ataucrtCsCnfl, |3oUtCt», af tei-^tuvc, piovnUti2» ^vts, Sciences, aisvf ctiUutre, ^muox ment, $ct., $ck. 'sS^fmao 22:^Sa S:^csOo S3^a S:s:£'t25'iI3'=0»I2SJ'C^i:S)aE)SS'9 O^ca^ .,£:^X*3'<:m-Wt^2'^:^s> ^^a 32££3<Cii<i= ^;:^s^JilS)^cE> s2rcE)» ^i-cieis. PURLISlIEn BT THEODORE_H. CREMER. gQ^c^ir^^iXEkaaq The "JouHN.iT," will bc publifihod every Wed¬ nesday morning, at $'Z 00 a ynar, if paid in advance, and if not paid within Bi\ months, ^;^ nO. * No subscription received for a shorter period tliiin aix month.';, nor any paper discontinued till all ar- Ifearai^cs arc paid. Advertisements not cvceedino; one Hquare, wilMic inserted three times for $1 00, and for every subse¬ quent insertion 25 cents. If no defmitc orders nrc M1SCBLLAN3 ors. rrom the Home Jnurnal and Cilizen Soldier. THE MAN OF ASHLAND. iir HKo. Lii'rAitu, Ksa. There is written down in some volume of Icgcn- diiry lore, a superstition at once sublime and beau¬ tiful—a strange superstition that would leach us to believe that tlie jjreat and the good of this carlh aru guided, watched over and beloved from very eliild- given as to tho time an advertisement is to be continu-:'^""^l.^y ^^ guardian ypiiit, a holy angel who first cd, it will be itcpt in till ordered out, and charged ac¬ cordingly. "WH 10- Q 0 H G S . Xilbenny Cats. TcyK—OldDuii Tucker. Calhoun, Uuchaniin, Johnson, Cass, The Locos say, may go lo grass; And so they give us Polk and Dallas, A ticket which cannot appal u.s. Hurrah ! for Clay antl Frelinghuyscn, Hurrah ! for Clay and Prclingliuysen, Hurrah! for Clay and Frelinghuyscn, I'hc day's our own, past all surmisin'. ted; the valley made a waste;-the nationul cora- mcrf?e tlestroyctl; the witlt3 liiiitl crowtlcd wilh tlio bodies of the deatl—dio great Heaven forever black¬ ened by tho nmoko of the flglit. All is doubt, disunion and tlismay. Doubt, while the armanicnt of Uritain tlirongctl thc seas; disu¬ nion, wliile Ihc rt'd-coat armies arc on our very bor¬ ders; dismay, while thc first roar of the Mooil-stai- ncd Lion, whose prouJ Ihrcals felt thc talons ofour eagle in Iho year '83, thunJt'is in our cars. IVow, guardian angel—look well upon your chaiKc I While all is doubt, disunion and tlismay, a legis¬ lator, fresh from thc ranks of ttic people, arises in nis place and speaks his vvord of counsel. 'I'all, Their own true frientls they wonld dishearten. And dipt the wings of poor old Martin ; To calls of'justice'they prove callous, And vicliinincd poor Polk and Dallas. Hurrah 1 fot Clay and Prelinguysen, iScc. \ marked by a prominent n fills the young heart vvith dreams of ambiiion. and then teaches the untrained footsteps, the ways of glory anil honor—the paths of triumph and fame. Such a guardian spirit—a mighty being robed in majesty and ciad in power have I imagined, look¬ ing forth from the mystery of invisible being, upon this rude and lonely scene. , . . T II ... I .|. ,1 the wide mouth wilh compressed lips of a In a small narrow room, with low ceiling and | . ... _ conlincd walls some dozen young men whose rustic attire and swarthy features, disclosed by thc light of thc solitary rush-light, mark tho hardy back¬ woodsmen of the west, arc seated on rougli-liewn i benches, listening to thc stammering vvords of tho I orator, in their midst. I Gaze well upon that young orator, friend of mine, j for, by my faith, thc guardian angel looks upon I llim—a tall stripling, vvith a lean and somewhat bo- I ny figure—vvitii a face by no means handsome, a wide mouth and three migbly naines ro.so shrieking vvith thc vvar ' honor—tho bitter opponent for die chair of power, cry of llic Ijiet^k.'', mingled vvitii their battlc-shoul i all arc forgotten, wliile before thc soul of llic .Man antl sanilified by dieir dying voices, husky vvith Uic ! of .Ashland hills, arises lhe panorama of New Or- flow of blood ; tho name of Boznrris, of Washing- I leans—die mist above and the llaine below ; the ton, and thc name of***** •••••• banner of stars still soaring aloft in tho midst of Gurdlanangelfollowyourmightychangcthrough i'li""'. iiorno upward by the hand of it» warrior the scenes of ibo great drama, where tho Man of champion, the white-haired Man ofthe Hermitage, Ashland vvas tbe Hero; tho vvorld llio stage; oil mankind speclators. Now on llic Senate floor preaching war, and now on Ihe ocean wave bringing the olive-branch from the old strong hold of freedom, tho city of tllicnt; now filling tlio souls of tho inillions listening to ' I'hc VVatchman charges you,' inid tho otTiccr, ' vvith disturbing tho peace.' ¦ The walcliman is a songlcss, soulless Individual,' said Wimple, ' with a mind as dark as Krcbus. I vvas not disturbing the peace, sir, I vvas singing— singing for the million. 1 was essaying to revive and rekindlK the smoulilcring fire of patriotism, now almost extinguished ill tho breasLs of our citizens. at the evening hour, gazes also upon yon red sunset, and whispers as he waits for his master, like i 'J'l,c time and the occasion called for it. The moou Simon of old—" Lord now IcUt-st thon thy .'jcrvant Jiad already passed ils meridian, and time iu ils depart ill peace!" I unceasing travel had reaclied lhe si.\ty-eiglith year And as the Man of Ashland gives his soul to tho of our iiulional independence. Who sir, would memory of the vvhitc haired warrior, (whom God ¦ not san I fjrlli canlieles burlhcuej vvith pat- him in husked awe, wilh tho vvlcid magnetisin of ! '"'"' <"¦'" ''''''¦'* 0 ""-'''<' '^<""''>* echoing along the twi- riotic pride on such an occasion 1 Were not thoso his spirit; novv communing with his own heart, iJ's''' "'¦¦' '''° """"'' "'' hotiiii's hoofs, breaking the | guns fired in Lafayetlc .Square, charged vvith patri- inewy and gaunt in form, his manner displays the calling up the pa.st or painting thc future in the si- '''''^1' s'k-»co of the Indian summer cvc, and Ihen ; olic powder, aud was I not charged wiUi patriotic man of education, but gaze upon his face! Can j lent groves of his own sweet .\shland. the horse and rider heave in sight and como panting , praise to an extent t!.at I must go oil' or burst V you tell thc meaning of Ihat full, grey eye—can ! Away guardian angel, away to Iho quiet "P "lo hill. And as llic horse, all white with foam, I 'My duly is to commit you for lhe night,' you read the mistery of thattowering brow 1 Spealis j groves of Ashland I Standing on a swelling knoll i dashes along the ascent of tlic knoll, the rider, I said the oflicer. It will rest with the Recorder to- cillia- i that uncovers its grassy breast to the first kiss of ' whose atiire covered vvith the dust of travel, tells | monow morning to suy how far you have offended or a tlclermined mind—speaks die full voice ofi the uprising sun, you behold yonr mighty ward, i yu he has ridden far and long, draws a packet I against the laws.' an orator, wliosc ery ia ever peace, or of Ihe patriot, j Call the chiltlren of thc present to look upon bim ; ''i''"" '"^ vest and i+ai.es it in the air. Another | ¦ I protest ." said Wimjile, ogainst this arbitrary whose liturgy of faith and hope and honor is cora- pies.scd in the syllabic—Wau ! He speaks for War ! Aye, vvilh his proud form Thc People say 'lis not surprisin' 'Wc go for Clay and Frelinghuyscn: The Ship of Slate need no such ballast As James K. Polk and George M. Dallas. Hurrah ! for Clay and Freliughuyseu t&c. Thc Locos swore they'd have no Mats, .\nd fought like the Kilkenny Cats ; Two tails were left! whose were they? tell ns, Why James K. Polk, and George M. Dallas! Hurrah! for Clay and Frelinghuyscn, iic. She Blue Hen's Chiclicns. high chcek bones, while his forehead so bold, so full and towering in outline, gives soul to the e.v- pression of that large gray eye—gnzo well upon him, ond observe his coarse attire—llic garments of homespun—their ungainly shape and rusric fash- 'rt-xu—Old Dan Tucker. It has been known that here of latc. That Delaware's called lhe banner state. To Baltimore her 'chickens' went, Por at home Ihey eould not bc content. Get out of the way, you're all too lato, Por the chickens of the banner Etatc. From Br.indywiiie-8 blue roeks and hills. To Sussex's plains and gentle rills. Wo raised the shout for Harry Clay, In Baltimore the second of May. Get out of the vvay, tScc. The big ball sent by Alleghany, Will bc roll'd through here and Pennsyvany, And wherever it goei Ihe people will be risui', Por Henry Clay anu Frelinghuyscn. Get out of the vvay, &c. Firm to her post old Kent will stand, Thc capitol sho vvill command, In New Castle we'll walk o'er the course. Just as easy as a full blood horse, Get out of the way, &c. The Blue Hen's Chickens arc whig to the core, And they'll soon all run the Lokics ashore. Our banner now waves above tho horizon. For Henry Clay and Frelingliuysen. Get out of tho vvay, iScc. and look well, for Uio day will come when to have j moinent '"= 'las flung hini.-iclf from Lis panting ^ infringement cn the rights ola citizen—a patriotic seen tho Man of .'\sldand, vvill bc honor and pride, steed, he tushes hastily forwaid, aud in silence de- , cilizen wbo loves hin country as lliat black lascal The' picture is grand, cfl'ective. The first beams of livers the packet to die Man of the .Ashland hills, j Othello did his 'oeautiful vvife,' not wisely hut too raised to ils full height—with his grey eye burning i ''"' "Pr'sin? sun foH upon that lall antl muscular Now guardian angel vvo summon you for die • well'—who— likealivingcoal—vvitb his forehead all radiant with i'"'¦"''"'*'™''"» ''" oudinc of lione and sinew, un- last lime. Look well epon your change as he, 'O, look here, Mr.Tbigamy," said the watcli- a mighty niiud, he speaks for War ! War for our ' conquered by the toil of tliirly years, clad in plain breaks the heavy seals of this strange packet. His ' man, " niggers aiut got nothin' to do vvith makin* national honor—War fur our rational wrongs—I 5"""™''"' of .^merican texture, while the hat ond fingers tremble—his stature dilates and decreases , Ibc ord'nanccs.' War in t'.!o namo of the past War at every risk, ! ¦'''''''^'" """^'''""'' '''" Jrooping cloak falling over wilh the throbbings ofhis chest—iii.* proud eye i "I say again,' said Wimple, "you have been and at all hazard War! j thc shoulder, impart an air of ea?e, mingled wilh quails and waiidcrs in its glance. j guilly ofa violation of my natural rights—and of His words ring echoing through tho. hall. The I ¦""J'''^'.^'''"'•'* ™i""""J'"? presence. Thc high | .j.,,^ ^^dicl is broken! And there, in manly , """'S'" "'''''<-¦''''''"''""i hemunc pohlical science tramckeis in national honor lian^i their heads in j'"'''"' '¦''*'"8 ''kc a tower, where Thought keeps bis ^ „.o|.j^^ „,j cleclors of the nalioii met ill solemn h-is become a branch of vocal music. Voliiig by shame—thc doubtful slart aside in surprise: ex-['"«'"'''"'"'•=''• 'lie gi-cv ''"'i's """''ng «iivingly in j „ou„j.:| ,,g„j n,^;, r.icssage lo lhe orphan boy of billot is decideJIy vulgar and corrupt; men will claiming is tins the young backwoodsman of Ihe ' ">" m<'"li".^' air; thc bold marked cyc-brows, throw- | iia„ovcr— the young backwoodsman of iho wett— ' hencefoilli be sung inlo uflice- eleclion will bc l.y west; the fearlul raise their voices with the voice i'"S'''<^"'''¦'¦'''''''o™'''o'"''g'^ !.'''<'y O"'''la'''"s gaz-S|,g ^l,j„,j,io,, „,¦ ^^.^^^ j,, ^|^g ^^.^^^ halls-tlio gd- '"»"«'! "'"^ '"•'" '')' '"'""'- '^^'''"' '"^^"'^^f ""y '« ion, and as you gaze, treasure each trifling detail of ' "'' "'" °"''°''' "'"^ ""= "y ""S^ '" '''" '"¦'^^ ='''''"e ' ""^ "''"" °" "" '''"'''"'' °^ " *=''""' ""^ "'"' "" ""' ""^'^ "f American Industry-llic wronged, the """¦«•' '''""'J !''"= ^^ ^'^ "«' "f "sccrlalning the his'appcarance in your memory. ° I-in God's name give us War! j quailing glance; tho prominent nose, the high calumniated, and die triumphant. ' ^'"'™ "^ ""= P'^"P''-" """' ''^ ""=''' cupucily for Tbe bov essays to speak. His voice is indistinct, ' Nuvv guardian angel, look upon your mighiy j <=liook bones, tho massey chin, tho wide | .\nd as die ,;'jn goes dowu to his chamber of i ""'=^"g'' yet there "is a depth and volume in its sound. He' ward and smile! Look upon the atlvocate of nation-1 "">""'¦ "'"' ''I'' ''omprcsscd, indicaling, Ihe will : gi^ry, the guardian angel suiiles, and lurniiig from ' The oflicer loid him he wos uol prepared lo or- extentis his hand-the jcsturc is rntlc and awk-| »'honor, stamling boldly erect inlliatrcprcsentativo j "'"* never knew what it was lo falter or to fear—n|,e j(an of .\shlaiid as his towering frame swells/""''""l"'-''^''"" *''"' ''''" "'"^ '"'^'"''l ''"" "l*" ¦ such is Ihe face of the Man of .Ashland es slanding ; proudly creel, while his eye gathers new fire in ils '' ^^^ ""'*'• '''* Ilocordcr wili lake Ins patriotism inlt> on tho green knoll, he looks upon the morning Slin, I g,^,,^^_ ,,,„ g,,^^ji^„ ^pi^ij ^,f ,1,^^^!,,,^^ while far away spre.nds the back-ground of hill and i„^„„,„,,„„.^,„^. ^^,.,^^ „,^ ^„^^ t,f American wood and knoll, unlil al last Ibc bluo veil tff dis- I Ih wilh the sky. gestures, and the grey eye brightens—'.lie voice rolls \ the council hall of the nation. A band of bravo I °''' e'eat is Ibe fame of the warrior—full of . g„j ^^^ triumph of aeiiiue, iu a .'iuglc nome, ihal bolder and fuller. The boy-orator forgets time, j men wero slrnggling in a far land foi freedom; ! S'"''?' '"* 'I'" hroad banner whose foKls arc tlung ; ^|,;,,^, ^^^j brightens even amid lhe nameb of place, poverty, diflldence. His soul warms in him, I struggling againsi Turk and Christian, combined I "'"""S "" 'ho wings of conquest—mighty the ( ^^^^,,,,,,1^.^,1^ _^j^||j^ j|,jr^|^^j, .^^^j Harrisuu and and his hearers, rustic as they are, lean over the in ono unholy league of wrong; Blruggling over the ^'oicc of tho nation, yelling defeat to the foo and I juctson—the name of HENRY CL.W. rough benches, Iheir eyes and cars fixed in breath- | green graves of dieir falliers, under Uio shadow of j"y '» 'he victor; but greater thnn all these, r.-.ost | —. less interest. They nller no word—they do not 1 mighty temples consecrated by Ihe memories of glorioun and mo»t inighly of all victories, are Ihe even whisper. Slill tho grey eye brightens—still j Uirco thousand years, slill fighting and struggling triumphs of the Man of .Ashland, Uiougli these the boy-orator warms in his theme, and now he i for lifo and liberty ! These bravo men, whh the 1'""""I'hs arc not the triumphs of v.ar. stands before you, raised lo his full height, the nn- ' blood of their wives and lillle ones, slain in inerci- ! l^'" «¦¦« 'ho triumphs of Peace. 'Ves, yes, in ten thousand homes there ever arise to God, thc voice ol ;hl ward. It is but a rustic audience, and yet thc 1 hall, and as you look, tell us is this the young back- j would-bc-orator colors to Uio forehead vvith modest vvoodsman of tbo west; is this Uic stranger whose I diflldence. 'fhe boy proceeds; his words come "lollicr and father sleep under the green sod ofi stammering and slow, yet he seems to gain confi-1 Hanover 1 j dencc. .^ few more words—a few more awkward 'I'hen came another day when doubt possessed j ''""^'' nimglci consideralioii litis morning, usual" thirty da Ild dispense wilh Ilia j Freedom; aiid on the proud coliimiis of ils sides, \ J writes lhe crphaiiage—U;e firuggles—the wrongs I From thc N. 0. Picayune, Osorgc T^ashinffton Wlraple. ; M.VX WHO eauKKus tut uili.au to tub IVhig Girls of Eigbteen-forty. TexE~0/(/ Dun Tucker. Wo gained Uic day four years i^^o. For all llio ladies liclji'd, you know. And now, they all enlist again. To go for Clay with might anil main. So clear llic vvay vvitii your foul party, Clear the vvay vvith your foul party, CIcor the way with your foul jiarty. For we're thc girls of cightccii-forly. While walking out the oUicr day, I heard a lovely lady say, Thai if she had a Loco beau, eiie soon would lell hiin he might go. So clear thc vvay, &c. This is the caso where'er I've been. With all the girls that I have seen,— No other man vvill do Ihcy say, For President hut llenry Cloy. So clear the vvay, itc. In eiglitccn-forty, Uioy did do Their best for ' Tip and Tyler too,'— Throughout our land each female tonguo Wan heard in praise of Harrison. So-:lcar tho vvay, &c. The I.0C08 wanl them ii ihe field. And try all arts to make r.cm yield, And go for Polk, instead of viiuy, But prompt and firm vvo heartl-|,ein 5j,y_ Cleat the vvay wilh yot. t„u| pjjriy, Wo arc the girls of eightcn.foriy. The Locos met ot Baltimore, U ut the gids had seen the Whigs before; And when tlicy view'd the Loco crowd. They cried with voices sweel and loud, (ii-oj the way, &c I rtUd when they heard tho name of Polk For President, asain they spoke ; I'liey turned llicir voices up again. And all united in this strain : Clear tho way, &c. I Then let no Loco ask Uio hand Ofany latly in our land ; For, len to one, she'll bo for Clay, -•Vnd then in ihunder tones, slic'il tay: Clear lhe way, <!tc. VVinM P011T1CS..-Joseph V. .Miislm-d is a caii- d.aute lor Auditor in Pikt countv, Ohio. S>phcn fii-fiir 11 lii» ojjpanent. Christian Fiiielity. The daughter ofan English nobleman was pro¬ videntially brought under thc uiflucncc of the fol¬ lowers of "Wesley, and thus came to a leaving kniiwicdge of Ike truth as it is in Jesus. The fa¬ ther was almost distracted al the event, and by threats, lemplalions lo cvtravagHiice in dress, hy rendln;; nnd travelling in foreign counlries, and lo places of fashionable resort, look every means in his power to divert her mind from " things unseen -^'¦'¦oT- !„,j elernal." Dut her "liearl was fixed." Tho About last night's noon, an individual might be God of Abraham had become "her shieKl," and thus stands on llio green knoll of .Ashland, gaz- j seen, and was by the watchman seen, wending his " her exceeding great reward," and she vvas deter- iiig at the rising sun, the voice of tho toil-wrung j way up St. Charles street. His coursa was neilher miiieJ that nothing finite should deprive her of her mechanic bending over his loom, and tbat voice directly dirc-t or legularly irregular. It mi..'ht have infinite ond eternal poriion in Him, or displaco chambers of Ibo been a preparatory practice oftlie nev Polka dance, llim from Ihc cenlre of ber heart. Al last the fa- loils on his dark- or a succession of endeavors to kill cockroaches Iher resolved upon a final and ilcspcrato exiiedicnt, ling path, raising by slow degrees tothe light of day ciceping on the banqucUe. Now the Charlies, by wbich bis end should be gained, or bis danghlet And Ihcy denied them. Yes, thc Americoii i the rich stores of old moiher carlh, comes llie voice I who are all strict conslructionisli, and who enforce | ruiui-J, so far as her pro8|ieets in this life were cou- Coiigress refused llic petition of Uiese brave men i of the miner, and it echoes tbe word of blessing. | lhe letter of the municipal ordinances with as much '. cerned. A large company oftlie nobility were in- —he brings Uie warm throb to lheir hearis—tho ; of the Grecian land. j The farmer in Uie golden harvrst takes up lhe sound | tigor and exactness as the Medes and Persians did ' viledio his house, ll was so arranged, timt during: heavy tear to their eyes. He stands confessed the i 'J"h™ it was that this bold backwoodsman of Ihe ! and echoes the song. From Ihe noisy room of the | their laws, never interfere with » man's manner of ^ the fesliviUes, Uie daughters of diflerent noblemen, germ of a miglilv man • he the poor boy—thc ' "''¦'^' "l""^" °" ""= """"' °f 'h"' council ball. Then i fadorv, where tho crash of the macliinery no longer walking, eo long ac lie is able lo walk at all; for ; «nd .mong olhers, this one, were lo be called on 10 homespun.cladba;kvv'Ood;ma;_.hcorplianandlhe'i' »-""" «- -mc lo his eye and wortls lo his i.s mingled wUh .he groans of the itarvcd opor.live, our cily lawgivers, with a wisdom and liherdily 2";2'''%;°T'"i:;;lV'h''"'\"f Tf "" stranger. i 'ongue; then it wus thai with his stature undula- | there eoines floating along from old men and rosy- ' ahove all price and beyond all praise, have left il lo 'b'' I'mi'o. H she complied, sheparicd with lieuv- The smile on die dewy lips of the virgin when ! ''"S-'" »" its commanding height, wilh his burning I cheeked cliildrcn, from stout manhood and lender | "ery man to move along as bcsl he can, and have ™. *"d returned to llic vv'orld. il she relused com- first sho yields them to her lover's kiss, is sweet- I hrow flushed with solemn indignation, the Man of j girlhood, a chorus of joy, chaunling merrily bles- j '"'"l '^''v.n no legal, definite mode of locomotion. Pli«n«-, flie vvould l« publicly disgraeed, and loose, the smile of tho widow when the peal of fame, ' Ashland spake forth lo lhe councilmen of the na- , rings on l.is head, peace to bis grave, glory to his \ «"' allhough they have ,0 ruled il with regard lo p.s^ .he possib.hly tif recovery, lier place .1. society, sounding honor to her first-born, telling of ihc dilfi- ' 'io" his fiery message. I ashes, eternal honor lo his name. | men's walking they are more strut will, reference ^'^.;^^:^-^'i^^'',";;,;'^;:' 2 llTe .rir'apptoacreS; cully overcome—the triumph won, rings in her ears, I "Go home—" ho cried in that voice of thunder j And why comes tiiis mingled song of blessing | 'o men s lalkinjj, alter a certain hour of the night, jj,j,,„.,., i„Jividuals, at the call of llio company', is lovely, and lovely is Iho smile vvreathing the lips ¦ —" do home to yonr firesides, freemen Uiat ye are, ' from the mechanic and mliicr, the facloryman and ! vihcther lliat lalking Imi in tunc or out of tune—» performed Uieir jiarls wilh the greatest applause— of God's own angels when the joy of the repenting ' descendants of the heroes of seventy-six, go home, ' tl.c factory child, from the operative of lht> crowded mormon or a serenauc-a political speech or . lem- Al lasi the iiimie ofhis daugiitcr was a.inounced.- siniicr comes up to Heaven, bnt sweet as these is the j and when your constituents speak to you of the ' cily and Uic farmer of llic gulden plain 1 i P"""" "horlatimi. It was in the enfttrccmenl ol J^^,,';^"'"^;;^' "e.^ of destmy wouU^urn"''''Wtllf smile of Ihat guardian angel, as invisible to the eye ! cause of Greece, lell llicm wilh the blnsli of shame [ Thc Man of Ashlanil originalcd, amid scorn and ""= I'eace-preservmg i.rinciples llial the walchman ^^^ liesiuiioii, she rose, antl with a calm and dig- gainliness of his figure forgolleii in the grandeur uf j less massacre, yet smoking befure llieir eyes, vvitii of his look—tbo coarse homespun of his garments ' 'ho "All Oh Hu" of their remorseless bulclicrics ' of bicssing on his name. 'I'licre comes to soul, forgotten in the majesty of Uie soul speaking from I yet ringing in their ears, sent to a far land, when his unclouded brow. liberty driven from lhe Old World made her home And then in deep-toned words he opens to his'=""• l"^gK<^ii'ho children of the revolutionary patriob rustic hearers lhe rich treasures of his heart; ho '¦ 'o give Uiem somo little aid, lo exlend but a band lo blesses bis name. From the di: flings around bim the gifts of Ins prodigal fancy— ''"'ir assistance—to recognise tlicm as a free and shadowy caverns where Ihc mint he awes Ihem into breathless silence—he urges the | independent nation involuntary shout of admiration from their lips- he chains tbern wilh his burst of trembling feelin] ho looks forth upon the first Iriumph of llic orphan | upon your brows, ihat you dared nol acknowledge ' contempt defended, at Isst firmly established the *'"'" '^°'"]" "^ P".Viiras and St. Charles streets, in „j|-,ej composure, took her place at llio iiislrumcnt. boy in l!ie rough log cabin of the west. The father ' the freedoni of this gallant nation ! Tell them, oh! , .\mi:iiu'ax Svstkm, which givea independence to of the boy and the mother sleep under the green i be sure and tell llicm, that yo dared not; thai dim > Ihc .\mcrican workingmen, wlielher he toils in Ihc 1 '* ''' sod, in a far away land, and yet the son—Ihe rough- visions of sciinctars and crcsents, of turbans and mine or in tho field, in the shop or at the loom, I "^1"" '" mere clad orphaned son discovered thc existence of the ; howsliing scared you from your duly ! Tell them ' vvhich gives bread to his tabl a tone of imperative official authorily, bade our .\lter a momi'iil spent in siieiil prayer, she ran her mighty power vviihin him—has made his footsteps ring on the iron threshhold of tho lofty temple con¬ secrated lo fame. The guardian angel gazes from Uie shadow, that enwraps its existence, upon another scene. In o grand and lofty hall, spanned by a magnifi¬ cent ceiling enriched with the triumphs of architec¬ ture, with the morning sun shining Ihrough colos¬ sal witiJows, a strange throng of men aro gathered, ur 111 tnc luuiii, . nfort to hi3 fire- poli'ical lyr ho was just then f insing a song d melody lo any of our modern the chorus of which ran thus— that Greece plead and wept anil plead ngain at the | side, health and happiness lo his home, very feet of your Gotldess of Liberty, and that Uie Guardian angel of the mighiy man, thou to whom Goddess gave scorn for tears, coiileiiipt for tears! ; his whole career has been udelight—Ihon lo whom Tell your constituents this, ond Ict it bo wriUen ^ the past and future are as one, rull aside the awful down ill the history of onr land, that in the year of 1 curtain that stretelies along lhe stage ot fate, and our Lord, eiglileen hundred and twenty-lour, in the give us a glimpse of the tilings Uiat shall bo. Wero year of lhe Lord and Saviour, who came lo bring 1 lhe guardian spirit to speak, this miylil be llic bur- peace to all the carlh, ihis Grecian land opprcssedj den of his proiiliecy. down trodden and slaughtered, sent to the last home ( On that same gentle knell of Iho .\shland hills, siUing in solemn deliberations on the fate and desli- i of frcedciii in the wide earth, asking the counlry- no longer greeu, hut vvilhered by autumn, viewing ny of tho land. From the norlh and the soulh | men of Washington for aid, and—oh ! shainc on ll.e glories of lhe sunset, streaking the wesl with Hurra fnr the stripes and stars, I Hurra for annexation, i Hurra for our Yankee lars, And our uiiiver.-'al ** nation." 'I orders you agoin lo shut up,' said the watch¬ man. 'There aint no two ways about it—you I must either shut up yourself or I'll ihut you up : like winkin. Somo folks think watchmen aint nobody, but I'll let you know, old feller, that Ihcy } arc somebody, 110 sing small.' ' Charles,' said the vocalist, looking half-vacaiil- from the green Savannah and Uic ico capped 'he buining dishonor; they refused their pelitinn, i dazzling red and purple gold, ,vhi|c clouded pillars j'y-half-scrutinizingly into U.e face ofthe watchman, mountain-from the ocean shore of the cast, and scorned lheir prayers, closed eyo and car on their j and sun beam temples pile their forms of grandeur ' <^hades, thou art a walking 8omllanl!luh^l, a the rolling prairie of thc west, lliese men have has¬ tened, the chosen representatives of a free and mighty people. Thc matter in council is of fearful moment— War or Peace ! Hero are men whose cry is ever Peace—tliongh the tlccks of our vessels aro dcso- ralcd by the footsteps of British outrage—though 1 solemn entreaties !" . j along lhe horizon of the dying day, there stands The Man of Ashland prevailed! The word 1 flic man of Ashland silent ond alone al the evening; went forth, to all the carUi, that tho land of Uie Ihcre is the flush of lhe day-god on bis lofty-brow moving mailer. Thou h>ist got speculation in in thine eye, but thon hast got no music in thy soul. Thou ail impcnetiablc lo the tones that New World Freedom, gave ils solemn sanction to \ —there is the gleam of tender memory and a dear ' wake Iho thoughts lo tenderness thou art im the cause of Old Woild Liberiy, and with that word | forgiveness in his clear, grey eye, us lit; turns lo the of sanction went forth the name of lhe advocate of ^ south, and looking lo the hills of Tennessee, his Ihc cause ! Oh ! it vvould mako your heart warm eoul remembers Uic mighty hero, sheltered beneath pervious lo the strains that rou.se and fiir uji the sluiiibcring spirit of palriotism. Thou 'O, that's all verv fine,' soid the viotchman,cut fin.gers along the keys, and then with an unearlhly Bwectncss, clevatiun, and Bolemi.i.y, sung, accompa¬ nying l.er voice w ith thc iiistruniint, Ihe folluvv¬ ing stanzas: No roum for inirlh or tiifling heie, I'jr worldly hope, or worldly fear. If life so soon is gone ; If now lhe J udge is al the door. And all mankind must stand before 'I'll' inexorable throne I No mat ter which my thoughts employ; .\ moment's misery or joy: Uut O, when both shell end, Where shall I find my desliiicil placet Shall 1 my evcrlasling days V\'ilh fiends or uiigels spend ! Nothing is worth a thoughl beneath. But how 1 may escape the deaUi That never, never dies ! IIow make mine election sure. And when I fail on earlh, secure A mansion in the skies. Jesiis, vouchsafe 0 pitying lay. Be ihou my guide, be lliuu my way To glorious lia|i]>iiir...s! Ah ! write llic panlun on my liearl! .'\iid wheii.so'er I litnco depart, Let me depart in peace! The iiiiiibtrcl ceased. Thcsolcii.nily of cternily was upon that iisseiiibly. Williuiil speaking iluy dispersed. The lalhcr wcjit aloud, anil when lelt our flag is flung dishonored in llio dust by British j and throb and llirub again, vvcre I lo call up before j thc quiet roof of tho Hermitage. Yes, his nntago- ting oil' llic puroralloii of the speaker, ' il's ail very h«,iia though our borders arc startled by Ihe roar I your mental eye, the mighty panorama of that slrug- ; nisi is the grand Tournament of national fame— fine, but il aim no pa'I uf lhe oid'i.aiu'c. Now, of ''1 British Lion—though our national fame is ' glo; the shadowy glen where thousands fell bc- ' his rival is tho race of honor; the General of the j disturbin' lhe jieacc i.<. which consequently brings loadeu-vith scorn , our rights trodden lo tho earlh, i ueaUi the footsteps of Ibe Turk; tbe mountain pass War so nobly defended by Iho Man of Ashland, , you wiiliii. lhe acl proleeUn' the citizens in 'he r^™j'-^*^^'|S'jJ.J_'^_''^™^^^^^^ our Iiberl.>a viiilatcd, ll.e religion of onr republican j where Iho rocks, hurled by tho Avengers, came now rests beneath the roof of the llermilagc, his ^ natural ei.jovmcnt ut lheir sleep,' and his areal eslato corsccrateil loCliiist. 1 would failh blasplpined—all in tho name of tho Briton, j tliuudcriiig on the tyrant's heads, mingling tlicm i». i arms calmly lolded. his warrior eye lurned to Hea- | n ,vas in vain lliat the singer told the watchman j rather bo ihii organ of cuimmmicatingbuch thoughls trying God Uld St. George to Ihc rescue ; still the j ono massacre ofjustice, or U.e wide balUe-iilain, , vcn, while bis whilo hairs awuU the sunshine of i that he lianstTiidcd his duly—ihal his waa an un- '" f'"-'** circuiiistunles, and to tho produflioi; of I .„,„:... ,. -.1 , ¦ 1 .¦ r.i • 1 .. such results—I would rauier possess wisdom thus y locks to : just nilcrfcrencc w.lli ar.d violation ofthe rights ol ¦ ,„ ^^.^.^^^ „^ „^^,„i„„ ^^.^^J^,^^ j,,^^^ ,^ _^^_^ ^"„ And as the Man of Ashland gives a cilizen; lhe watchman ' toted' him olf to the that is liuile, besides. What livmu, what tUouglit lemorv of the .Alan of Iho llermi-j lealuboosc' . . • .,..-.. rior eye lurned to Hea- Gcorge lo Ihc rescue; still the j ono massacre of juslice, or llic wide !iallle-|ilain, , cry ol ll.cso nen, vvill. sido long looks mid lower- | wliero from the coipscs of ten thousand slain, sped Gud's eternal day, Jo change llii ing brow, is—I'eace, Peace, at every risk and at all ' ten thousand iinmorlal souls laying dovvn at Ihe unlading gold, hazards—Peace. I footstool of God, charge of " Liberiy unto Death." ! his soul to the Olhers thero ire, will, honest hearts and firm ! Oh ! it vvould moke your heart beat and your eyes ¦ tage, tho tear—uh, shame it not vvilli a sinilo or a | 'AYhat's your iiamci' suid lhe oflker of the hands, who dread a vvar. They rise on that repre- 1 fin with lears wero I to lell you how from every ! scoir—tho lear glistens in bis eye, and lhe feeling of \ night. Beiitotive floor and depict the evils of a ConUncn- | shadowy glen—from Iho height of every mountain | Uie olden lime comes ihrobbing round his heart. I ' George Washington 'W'imiilc,' replied the 'al war~ihf luwu lai.) in ashes; lUe field Jcsvla-] pasi:; from tlio carnage of the wide battlc-IJcM,; i-],e poUlictl aiitagomsl—the lival in the race of'prisoner. in tho universe, could be suhsiiiulcd for tho onu then utteicd 1 The liiiio, the occasion, lhe ihoiigbt expressed, llio hallowed a.id "sweet nianner "i.f Hlleruncc, preseni a lull icalizalioii ofall llal ia em¬ braced in our idea ol fitness. That turcly was a J " word fitly spoken.' '—Makan.
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Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | Huntingdon Journal |
Date | 1844-08-21 |
Month | 08 |
Day | 21 |
Year | 1844 |
Volume | 9 |
Issue | 32 |
Coverage | United States, Pennsylvania, Huntingdon County |
Description | The Anti-Masonic Huntingdon Journal was first published on the 25th of September, 1835. Under the direction of several owners and editors, the paper became the Huntingdon Journal and American in 1855 and then restored to the Huntingdon Journal in 1870. |
Subject | Huntingdon County Pennsylvania, Anti-Masonic, whig, Huntingdon County genealogy, Juniata River valley, early newspapers, advertising, politics, literature, morality, arts, sciences, agriculture, amusements, Standing Stone, primary sources. |
Rights | Public domain |
Publisher | A.W. Benedict, T.H. Cremer, J. Clark, J.S. Stewart, S.L. Glasgow, W. Brewster, S.G. Whittaker, J.A. Nash, R. McDivitt, and J.R. Durborrow |
Source | Microfilm |
Format | Tiff |
Type | Huntingdon County Newspaper |
LCCN number | sn86071455, sn86053559, sn86071456, sn86081969 |
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Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | Huntingdon Journal |
Date | 1844-08-21 |
Month | 08 |
Day | 21 |
Year | 1844 |
Volume | 9 |
Issue | 32 |
Sequence | 1 |
Page | 1 |
Technical Metadata | Image was scanned by OCLC at the Preservation Service Center in Bethlehem, PA. Archival Image is an 8-bit grayscale tiff that was scanned from microfilm at 400 dpi. The original file size was 24831 kilobytes. |
FileName | 18440821_001.tif |
Date Digital | 2007-05-08 |
Coverage | United States, Pennsylvania, Huntingdon County |
Description | The Anti-Masonic Huntingdon Journal was first published on the 25th of September, 1835. Under the direction of several owners and editors, the paper became the Huntingdon Journal and American in 1855 and then restored to the Huntingdon Journal in 1870. |
Subject | Huntingdon County Pennsylvania, Anti-Masonic, whig, Huntingdon County genealogy, Juniata River valley, early newspapers, advertising, politics, literature, morality, arts, sciences, agriculture, amusements, Standing Stone, primary sources. |
Rights | Public domain |
Publisher | A.W. Benedict, T.H. Cremer, J. Clark, J.S. Stewart, S.L. Glasgow, W. Brewster, S.G. Whittaker, J.A. Nash, R. McDivitt, and J.R. Durborrow |
Source | Microfilm |
Format | Tiff |
Language | English |
Type | Huntingdon County Newspaper |
LCCN number | sn86071455, sn86053559, sn86071456, sn86081969 |
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