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a iFa .uii> SJti'i)J<sp3ji?r—©eijotrtr to ©frnetral fiutcUCfieuce, mnJtvHalns, ^ioUUm, muvatnvt, movaUts, ^ttUy ScCrnce», SljjricutMve^wuisement, «cc., ^c. *v3y<a>Il» SSa SJODa ^, 5:S2'i:^S2r=CPI2":L2rCc3'I2:):2:)S2?a IS^siaa «I/.:£vS2r^:£3'..^^I22.'^2' ^^o 33.£I3<CiS>» \S\S^Dac2>IlcE) ES'aOo ^ii^^CDij FunusnED BT THEODORE H. CREMER. Sallowing- Oysters Alive. ,—_., At a lato hour, the other night, tho door of nn ,_^ s— -=^iA V « l-I- 'a oyster houso in our cily was Ihiust open, and in rh«"Jauus.ii. will be publiBhed every 'Weil- . n i ¦. r .101 c . ,, I..,.,!.. ™„,„;„ . *o on -r ' I • •'. Blalkcd a hero from Iho Surkcr State. He was niatuy mornin<;, at $2 00 a year, if paid m advance, and if not paid within six inonths, J3 50. 1"''« ^'^ '""' "'8"' "P^^e, somcwhiit stooped, with No "ubscriplijn received for a shorter period than » hungry, anxious countenance, nnd his hands MiSaSLLA NEOUS. •ir months, nor any paper discontinueil till all ar- naragCD are pnid. Adverlisements not exceeding onc squnre, will 'jn fiuorted three times for $1 00, and for every subse¬ quent insertion 25 cents. If no definite orders arc given »»lo thc timo nn adverdsoment is to be conlinu¬ eil, it will be kept in till ordered oul, and charged ac¬ cordingly. POST P.Y. 'To charm die languid hours nf solitude. He oft inviles hcr lo the Muses lore." From the Philadelphia Saturday Courier. Is itWellwithTheo I or i:uwAn» touso. Moflier, •orrowing o'cr thy child Taken back as soon as given : ¦Wife, whose widow'd heait's mado wild. By tbe doar bond rudely riven , Parents, nailing for a son. Who was all your pride and stay: Friend, who tnourn'd a dear fnend gono. Or a brolhcr called away : l^.isband, wee()ing o cr thy male. Dearer than thyself lo thee ; All by Dcalh left dcsolute, i^Teil mo, ia it well wilh yel Yes, 'lis well. The loved and Idit Are nol lost ts ns forever; Tbey bul for awhile have crust'd O'er the diicp and shadowy rivar. That divitletb the two world* Of Eternity nnd Time; And ihcy oflen come from thenco. Bringing lo uii blisssulbme. Spiriis whispering lo our spiril«. Thoughts too subtile far to lell. In the world ihat Flesh inherits;— Yes, wilh us 'tis wtll; lis well. They're more ours than when in life; TAen, they were uot always nigh ; Now, where'er we wander, they, Guirdiiin spiriis, round us fly. Yes, they're with us every whero. Treading every palh we tread ; (luardint; us witb pious care. From the snares around us sprend. Time was that oui hearts were prons Too much to rely on earth ; Ns'er bestowing a Ihought upon That world which gave our spirits birth ; Bul since those we loved have gone Thither, Heaven seems i))ore ncar; And our thoughts ofl upward Ily, For we have an int'rcst there. X'ts Sweet H think of Hereafter. Is it not sweet to think hereallcr. When the spirit leaves this sphere, Lovi, with deathless wing, shall waft her To those she long ball) mourn'd for here ? Hearts from whii-h twas death to sever, Eyes this world can ne'er restore. There, as warm, as bright aa ever, Sball meet us, and be lost no more. "When wearily we wander, asking Of earth and heaven, where are Ihey, Beneath whose smiles we once lay basking, Bless'fl, and thinking bliss would slay, Hope alill lifts her radiant finger, Pjlinting lolhe eternal home, Upoti whose portal yet they linger, Luoking back fur us to come. Alas! alas! doth hope deceive us I Shall frienship, love—shall ill thoso lies That bind a moment and ihen leave us— Bo found again whero nolhing dies? O ! if no olher boon were given To keep our hearls from wrong and stain. Who would not try to win a Heaven Where all we Iovc shnll live again 1 Srcason. B r ¦ 1 T n A w a , SNTeW Orleans Ouessin? Institute. Minmotechny Eclipsed—A'eio England Ahead— The *• Professors" Nowhere. A " Orave" Jobe. In one of the beautiful towns of Connecticut bvcs a good natured fullow whom wc shall call A needy son of New England found himself rc- Jake. Now Jako was a hatter by trade; hewas cenlly, nil ulone, unknown ond 'hard up,' in Ncw also thc viliagc grave digger, and a toper. He had The iWCotber and UerlTamiliir. Philosophy is rarely found. The mosl perfect sample I ever met, was an old woman, wbo was apparently the poorest and the most forlorn of the human species—so true is the maxim which ull Orleans. Of course ho soon set about guessing frciiucnlly been asked lo sign thc pledge, which ho profess lo believe, and none act upon invariably, pushed clear down to the bottom of Ills brceclic: pockets. His outer covering was hard lo define; but nflcr surveying it minutely, we cnme to the con¬ clusion thnl his suit bnd been made in his boyhood, of a dingy yellow linsey-woolsey, nnd that, having sprouted up with aslonishing rapidity, he had been forced lo piece it out wilh all colors, in order to kvcp pnce wilh his body. In spite of his exertions, however, he hail fallen in nrrents nbout a foot of the necessary Icnglh, and consequently stuck that fur Ihrough his inexpressibles. His crop of hair was surmounted by thc funniest liulc seal skin cap ima¬ ginable. Afler laking a posiiion hc indulged in a long stare at the man opening tho livalvcs, and slowly ejaculated—"IslcrsT" * Yes, sir,' responded the attentive operator;' and fine ones tbey are, too.' ' Well, I've hearn tell of isters afore,' says he, ' but this is the fust time I've seed 'em, nnd prchSips III know what thur mado of aforo I git out of town.' Having expressed his desperate intention, ho cautiously approached a plate, and scrutinized the uncased shell-fish wilh a gravily and interest which would have done honor lo thc most illuslrous search, er into tbe hidden mysteries of nature. Al length he began to soliloquise on the difficulty of gelling them o'al, and how queer they look when out. 'I never seen anyihiii' hold on so—'tukcil on ama2iiO sile of scirwin', hoss, to get 'cm out, and aint they slick and alip'ry when they does come 1 Smooth as an eel! Pve A good mind to give thnt fellar lodgins, jest lo realize the effects, as uncle Jess used lo say nhout »pekelation.' ' Well, sir,' was tbo reply, • down with two bits, and you cnn have a dozen.' *Two bits !' exclaimed the Siieker, 'now come, that's slickin' it on right sirong, hoss, for ister. A dozen on 'etn ainl nothin' lo a chicken, nnd there's no ghdn'more'n a picayune a piece (orthern. I've only rc-alized forty-five picayunes i,n my first ven¬ tur' to Sl. Louis. I'll toll you what, I'll gin you two chickens for a dozen, if you'll conclude to deal." A wag, who was standing by indulging in a do¬ zen, winked to the attendant to shell out and the offer was accepted. * Now mind,' repeated tho Sueher,' all fair—two chickens for a dozen—you'ro wilness, mister,' turn, ing at the same lime to thc wag; 'none of your tticks, for I've hearn tell that you city fellars, arc mighly sippcry coons.' Thc bargain being faiily understood, our Sucker squared himself for tho onset—deliberately pul off his seal skin, tucked up his sleeves, and, fork in hand, awaited the appearance of No. 1. Il cnme— hc saw—and quickly it was boiled I A iiiomenl's dreadful pause ensued. The wag dropped hisknifii and fork with a look of mingled amazement and horror—something akin to Shakspeare's Hnmlct on seeing his daddy's ghost,—while he burst into the exclamation— 'Swallowed alive, as I'm a cbrislian I' Our Sucker hero had opened his inouth with pleasure a moment before, but now it stood open. Fear—a horrid dreani of he did't know what—a consciousness that all wasn't right, and ignorance of the extent of the wrong,— tho uncertainty of somo way lo keep oul oflhe scrape; and beforo bo hnd quile whittled his stick nwny, hc bccnmc nb- sorbed in dio inception of a granil thilughlv It seems, stilling down to guess, llis astute brain made a plunge, nl once, nmong the metaphysical ahd sci¬ enlific rnmificniion o{guessing,- nnd not longaflen ho might have been observed, wilh a sober sort of twinkle in his eye, marching off, alohg die ' Levee,' apparenlly looking for u housc to Ict, humming— Yankee Doodln come along! When fortune falls distressing, There's nothing like a Vankee song. And scientific guessing. Early next day, our hero nnd nnolher odd look¬ ing genius were seen on a ladder, nailing upa brond strip of canvass all across Ibo front of a house on the levee; and tho job being completed, there was displayed in Haring, sprawling, straggling, broken backed, dccapil-itod, knock-kneed, round-shouldered, bow"legged, limping lellcrn, Roman, German, He¬ brew, caligraphic, r'liri-jiiiphic, Arabian, American, and pot-bookinn letters: NU OKLEENS GESSING INSTITOOT. OESSIXn TAUT IS ONK IISSSE.Y Only 26 Cenls. Thc dling produced a sensnlion, at once, among sailois, pedlars, levee laborers, and all sorts of strag¬ glers. Our professor borrowed an old rotten awn¬ ing, hung it up and divided his room Into two, put an assistant at Ihe door to toko in quarters, turned a tin cup inside down. In the middle ofan old rick¬ ety table, got a vial of vinegar, pot of lar, a bolllo of whiskey, and va.-ious olher well known oderi¬ ferons mailers arranged around him; nud, wilh a black skull-cap on his head, and a red stick in bis hantl, be tnaiic no bad ' splbl-go' at llio represenla¬ lion of a modern Faust. Madame Lud might have taken a lesson from him ('you underslelnd menowl^ and Herr Alexander should haveseen him. Hc drew a mystic ring on theceiling wilh char¬ coal, filling it up wilb most iiidcscrablo 'curbcucs,' right over the table, and business soon commenced. In straggled an open-mouthed inqUiret after tho mysteries of guessing. .Idlrnn ^er, g,.o.t n.-.r^lr-g , -.--nlk up onJ p. .iri,;<uV had posiiively refused to do. One day he went lo dig a gra« for one who had just died ; during his labors hc plied Iho bolllo so freely tbat by tbe limc hc had finished he was considerably more dian : that happiness does not dejicnd on outward circumstances. 'Pho wiso woman to whom 1 have alluded, walks lo Bo.ston, a distance of twenty or thirty miles, to sell a bag of brown thread and stock- yourself a true inquirer after the irrevelalions of I up^^ ^,^ fjjj qJ ij„n firma Gesseology. Put your left hand upon the conver. -p^^ Washingtonian presented the pledge saying ted dn cup. Very welh Lilt your right hand lo ^^^^^ ,,^ „„„,j ^„,j ^j,^ ,^ ^-^^ ^^^^^j^ . ^j^^ -^ the cenhng, and fix your eyes upon the masie cir- I ,^_i,„ ^jg,, ^,, ^.^ „,„ q^i^k ,eply-'but first cle. So. Now, if you wink Ot remove your eye y^„ ,„„^j ^^^^^.^^ „^^ ^,^^,^^ ^^^ ^^^^ p^^^,^ ^,,^, you'll ruin tho hul busincss, strnnger; so jest hold ^^^ ,^ ,,,^ ,,„ |,,, 'half gone." He looked nlthe grave and it struck 1 ings, and then palieutly walks back a^ain wilh ber him foicibly, that il was too small. He looked aroun^ for hU rule but it wns no where to bc found —and there was no lime to go home for another.— It would be very awkward if Ihc funeral should ar¬ rive nnd l!io grnve nol be large enough. At lenglh hc thought, as the dead man was considerably smal¬ ler than himself if there was room to lie iu it com¬ fortably it would answer—so into the grave he got. ' It'll bc close fit,' muttered hc stretching him¬ self oul—he ullompted lo gel up but ho could nol. Uc dug his hands into thc earth nnd tried to pull himself up,—instead of which ho pulled the earlh down—and tho more ho scranlbled and kicked lo free himaelf from this unpleasant situation, the fas¬ ter the dirt and stones rolled down upon him, until he was neariy buried ulivc. The fright had sober¬ ed him and he began to halloo lustily— ' Help I—Help !—for God's sako come belp me ¦out, or I'll bo buried alive I' A Washingtonian, who wns pnssing tho grnve yard, heard thc noise—it sounded as though it was above bis hend—and it was some timo before ho could imagine from whence it cnme. Tho cries continued loud and long for "help." Thc Wash¬ ingtonian got over into thc grave ynrd and was at¬ tracted to the spot, and there be saw poor Jake al¬ most covered wilh the dirt and stones. ' Why, what on the earth islho matter]' asked the Washingtonian. 'Oh! sir,' cried Ihe hnlf buried man oh! sirget ttic out and I'll sign^tho pledge I I will, indeed I will!' Tho BilUation of Jake was extremely perilous, for he dug avVay the earth frdm below, in trying lo ex¬ tricate himself, unlil that abovo was likely to fall in upon him. But notwithstanding Uie danger tbe Wasbingtbnian could not refrain from laughing— for Jake bad repeated ly declared to him that he iji\M nol sign awny his liborly !—However, afler rf''-"--, ¦''"a'llo difTir.uIlv, Jake found himself safelj^ Of all eyes, givo meblUc ones I The hazel and black May be jusl as true ones, I know not alack ! But none shall persuade ma The favorite huo In the heav'n that matle ms It othor than blue. I love them! I love them Pve made up my mind— The azure above them Less pure do 1 find ! Less radittiil ils brightness Transparent ils dew Tban smiles wrapt in lightness, Eyea moistened in blue. From the Keepsake for 18-16. Who Oiveth itongs in the STight. When courting slumber, The hours 1 number. And sad cnres cumber My wearied mind; This thought shnll cheer me. That thou art near ma Whose ear lo hear ma ti. Is still inclined. My soul Thou keepeit. Who never sleepest, 'Mid gloom the deepest. There's light above. Tbine eyes behold me( Thine arms enfold me; Thy word has told me That Qod is love. BweToUno* la th* light and jny of a good [iHtM. It Ij hailw t« gU's than 10 rfC4(i»«i still. Now I percedo lo provoke tho guessing apcrit to decend Upon you. ' Whnt do you smell V • Vinegar.' ' Crimini jingo! you Iam fast! What's this.* ' Thai's tnr.' ' Right again, my pupil; what's this P * Briinslone.' ' Good; you envelope the faculty raaly amazing! Can you guess -vhal this isl' ' Whiskey, by thunder P ' -Ml creation ! how quick you lake it! are you sure it's whiskey.' 'Surel well I reckon!' ' You'd better tasle it and sec. Is it whiskey I ' Well, it is.' ' Tukc a good swig, then; you'll do, strnnger; you're rendy to grndunte. Come in nexl. Hallo! that moment was terrible. Urged to desperation j "'«'<"•' '^°"'>- '»'"= "»al bollle nway.' he faltered oUt— ' What on ar'h's the rowP ' Did you swallow it alive?' enquired the wag. 'I swallered it jist the Siiektr. One after another as fast as hc could dispose of them, the professor found his costomers sideling half shyly in upon him all day long, nnd when ho gin it to me!' shouted j now and then, one would show a hilligeranl spirit, between good humor and whiskey, the New En- ' You'ro a deid man!" exclaimed his anxious I S'nnii'""gician slill managed tosendhimolfsatisficd. friend; 'the crcalure is o/i'rf, and will eat right I Every body coming out was questioned by the ca- though you,' added he, in tho most hopeless tone, | B^r crowd in wailing as to ' what sort of a show it ' Get a pizen pump and pump it out!' screamed i "'"^ anyhow V and tbe onswer was pretty generally the Sucker, in a frenzy, his eyes fairly started from their sockets, 'Oh, gracious!—wbul'll t dol— Il's gol hold on my i/inarf/,v, ulready,nnd I am as dead as a chicken .'—do somelhin' for me, do—don'l Ict the ihfarnal sea-toad eat me afore your eyes.' ' Why don't you put some of this on itl' InqUi' red tho wag, poinling to a botlle of strong pepper sauce. The hint was enough—the Sucker, upon tho in¬ stant, seized the bollle, and despertllcly wrenching out the cork, swallowed half the contents at a draught. He fairly sqealcd frotn its cfiTccts,' and gasped, and blowed, nnd pilched, nnd twisted, as if it were coursing Ihrougk him wilh electric elfect, while nt the same lime bis eyes ran a stream of tears. At length becoming a lilllo composed, his waggish adviser approached, almost bursting with suppressed laughter, and inquired, ' How aro you now, uld fellow I did you kill ill' ' Well, I did, hoss—ugh-ugh-o-o-o my innards. Iflliatia/ercrillcr'sdyingagouiesdidn'ts/i'r a ruction in me equal to a small airlhquake, then 'laint no use sayin' it—it squirmed like a sarpent when that kill¬ ing stufl'touched it; but—and here, wilh a counte¬ nance made up of suppressed agony and present detcrminadon, he paused, as if to give force to his words, end slowly and delilicrately remarked—' If you get two chickens i'rom mo for that Uvo animal Pm blow'd!' and seizing his seal skin he vanished. The shout of laughter, nnd tho contortioin of tho company at hia finale, would havo mndo a epecu- llic same : ' First rate, and no mistake; and tho last experiment is worth half the money !' 'Phe professor counted bis receipts that night and finding a round sum lo help him on West, soldliis ' insliiool' for a premium to his entctprising aisis- tant; and die next moining he was off, jingjing thc silver in his pocket, and blessing devoutly the bcneCts ol science. Test ot III Brkeding.—The Swaggerer i in¬ variably an imposler; the man who calls loudat for the waiter, who trenls him worst, and whu finds inoic fault tbnn any one else in the room, whai tho company is mixed, will always turh out to Ic the man of all olliers the least entitled eilhei by nnk or inlelligence It) give himself airs. People Wlo ttro conscious of what is due to them, never jisplay irritability or ir.ipclui lily, their manners inhire ci¬ vility—their civiUly in.-^ures respect: but the block¬ head or coxcoir.b, lully awSro lliat sometliiig moro than ordinnry is neccssnry to prdduce nn iTecl, is suie, whether in clubs or cofl'ee-roohis, ti! bo the most fastidious and captious of tbo conlniuliiy, the most restless and irritable nmongst his eqifils, die most cringing and subservient befoie bis stfieriors. Dow Jn : snys, " lnke care, girls, lo garlish yoUr hearts wilh flowers of wisdon and virlue; liatiiover fade; and you will always lookllovely, Vhen you smile, do not let the fnce perform the olfce unas¬ sisted by the feelings ; but let every emi come ns fresh nnd warm from the heart as ra;l| from the cow, as sparkling and bright in tho puri sunshine rrv- ,- . u 1 r tor believa tha; they bad all been •svalhwing nyn-' of joy, mirlh and gladnets, as a mill-dat by moon- j «" '<" "o™ '"""B B"*"- "wording to the la-va ol ten nlire.'—f^t. Louis Revcills. , ''Uni'" ; , Cod, Ihal they cannothe eo according lo our own. made me do il! ' Well, I promise—that is, I'll not do so without your permission.' Inko signed Ihc pledge—bul the story was to good to remain unknown. Jake soon began to feel and boast of tho advantages of a cold water life. Thn Washingtonian lold bim it was his duly to come out and tell his experience. He promised toattend the meeting that night and do so. It soon spread through the village Ihat Jake was lo make a speech —the housc was full, and among theaudiiincc were tobe seen many ofhis old cronies!' Jake look tho slnnd, and afler detailing thc troubles nnd difli¬ cullies which he had brought upon himself and family, finished by telling the above story. The affect was tremendous on all present, and as Jake took bis seat there was a general rush for the pledge. lil'.le gain. Her i!ress, though tidy, ia a grotesque collection of 'shreds aud patches,' coarso inthe extreme. ' Why don't you come dowd Itt a wngon V said I, when I observed sho was wearied wilh her lung journey. ' We hav'nt got any horse,' she replied ; * the neighbors arc very kind to mc, but they can't spare Iheir'n, and it would cost mc as much to hire ono as all my thread would come to.' ' You havo a husband—does'nt ba do anythbig for you 1' 'Ho is a good man—he does all ho cnn; but he is a cripple and an invalid. Hc reels my yarn, and mends tbe children's shocs. He's as kind a bus- band as a womnn need have.' "But bis Leiug a cripple is a heavy misfortune to you,' said I. ' Why, ma'am, I don'l look Upon ll ih that light,' repUed the thread womahi ' 1 consider that PvB great reason tu bc thankful tbat he never tock to any bad habits. 'How many children havd you P ' Six sons and five daughters, ma'am.' ' Six sons and five daughters ! What a family for a poor woman to sUppdrt!' ' Il's a family, ma'am; but thero ain't one of 'cm Pd be willing to lose. 'I'hey arc all healthy chil¬ dren ns need be—all willing lo work, nnd all clever to mc. Even the littlest boy, when he gets a cent now and then fur doing an errand, wUl bo sure to bring it to me.' 'Doyourtlaughlers spin your thread V 'No, ma'am, as soou as tbey ore big enough- they go out to service, ns I don't wnnt to keep them always tlelving for me; they aro nlwnys willing lo give nic what they cnn; but il's right and fair that they should do a lillle for themselves. I do all my spinning afler the folks are a bed.' 'Don't you think you should bo better off if you lmd no or.o but your':olf lo provide for]' ' Why ma'am, 1 don't. If 1 hadn't been married, I should always had to work as hard ns 1 could, and now I can't do no more than that. My thili^ren are a groal comforl to me, and I look forward lo tho time when they'll do as much for mo as I have done for them.' Here was true philosophy! I learned A lesson from that poor Woman wbich I shsll not soon forget.—Miss Sedgwiek. A GOOD 'UN The Hartford Times mentions the following amusing incident ns occurniig at the Pos: Ollice in the above named lown. 'liOuuEtt !'—A colored man laiely wenl to the Post Office and putting his nose close up to Ihc deli'cry box, ciicd out ' Louder!' 'Pho clerk, sup¬ posing the negro to be deaf, and dial ho was ma¬ kin,; a request of him to speak louder, so that ho could hear, nsked him in n very loud tone of voice, the nnme of the person for whom bo wanted the lelter. 'Louder!' cried the negro. ' Wbnt name V yelled the clerk. ' Louder!' ngnin bnwied die negro, who now supposed the clerk to be deaf. The clerk took a longbrealh, and with all his might again bellowed out in tho ncgroc's face the samo question: 'What nameP This was done in so loud a tone that tho echo seemed to return from the far off hills. The negro started back in alarm, shouling to the very top bf his big lungs: 'Louder! I told you Louder! my name is nothing else. 'Oh! ah, oh, oh!' said the clerk, 'your name is Louder, eli 1 Did'nt think of that: here's your letter, Mr. Louder here's your letter. CoauBTTE.—Ono who wants io eiigagetho Hieh, wilhout engaging herself, whose chief aim is to be Ihought agreeable, handsome, ominble; though a cooipos'don of levity and vanity. She resembles a fire-eater, who makes a show of handling, and even chewing, of live coals, wilhout receiving any dam¬ age from the flrS: but, whatever may be their pre¬ tended insensibility, they have their critical moments as well as others. 5^ Among the best of ladies thero is haidly one to be found, but has been liable to be hanged at least ten tiines in hcr life, if all ber actions and thoughts were slrictly to bo examined. They are Tobacco ahocsii Peach Thees.—th the loiter part of Spring or early part of Summer, scrnpe the carlh froin around the body ofthe Irce, to the depth of onc to three inches, being particularly careful not to injure the croivn of lhtl tools; fill tho cup thus formed wilh Irnsh tobdcco from the shtips, und en¬ velope the ball of the tree lo the height of diree or four inches, with the stems or leaves. I do not of¬ fer this ns a means lo renovate a diseased trt'C, but ns a preventative, the efficiency of which has been tested for nineteen years by Samuel Wood, one of the most approved nurserymen and extensive fruil growers in this section of the country; and also by olher praclicnl farmers with unfailing success,— Southern Planter. New Bl'Tteii Cuun."*.—Application has been mnde, says the Culdvator, for a palent for a bulter churn on nn entirely new principio, which, if reporl spenks true, is lo do away with every btliei' mode. The plnn is to blow a current of air, contained in a tin or olher ves.scl, alter the manner of boiling by meuns of steam, the air being raised by a machine, to bc worked Vy hand in the simplest and easiest manner. By this means tho bulter is said not only lo como in a short space of limo, but always regu¬ larly adding about ono half lo the qbanlity. An equal temperature is to be kept up by blowing cold air in thc summer, and hot in thc \vinter. A 'Word toZKEothers. Beneath a mother's curse no childi Was ever knov.n to thrive ; A niolhcr is a tnulhcr still— The holiest thing alive. So snys Coleridge, in his moving poem of Ui< ' Three Graves.' 'I'hu cool, deliberalt) malediction of 'A inulber, whose hcarl hns been cslrangod antl lurned lo bate towards her own offspring, is, indeed ablighlning thingi But there isanother mode In which a mother may curse her child, and that is by neglccling ils moral education. Maternal influenM is a trite theme; yet much as hss been aaid to illu*^ Irate ils power, il has never in our opinion, beau overrated. The mothers of a nation are its crea¬ tors: and from (he posiiion God and Nulura giva them, must be its conservitors or destroyers. Th» infiuencc of the nursery surpasses in depth and con-^ tinuance all other influences. As is iho mother so is the daughler—so is ihe Soh; ahd wilh few excepiions, tbo character forttied dbtiiig tho first ten or twelve years of life is immortal; it is that wbicU wc bear with us amid all the changea of lime, and earry away unaltered lo Iho eternal world. W* consider no peison hopelessly bad, whoso early years were spent under judicious training, and a nice mornl education ; and from one otherwise Ilea* led, it wero folly in most cases to expect tha fraitt of goodness; ArrEcrioy, like genius, can build its structures 'on the baseless fabric of a Visloii, and thc estima¬ tion which things hold ir. a lover's fancy, can be tried by tlo calculation bf reason. The lover, like the poor Indian, who prefl'rs glass beads and red feathers to moro useful commodities, sets his affec¬ tions upon a trifle, which somo illusions of fancy has endeared, and Which is to him more valuable than the gems of the easlern world, o, the mines of llie west; while reason, like the sage European who scorns beads and feathers, in vain condemns bin fijlly; A Real GsirTLEMAir.—He fiever UteSiee in the exlrcme of fashion but avoids singularity in his person or habits. he is affable wilh his equals and pleasant and attentive to his inferiors. In conveisation ho avoids hasty, ill-tempered, or insulting remarks. He pays punclually for his newspnpers. He never pries inlo noolhcr persons affairs. He detests eaves-dropping as among the most tlisgraceful of crimesi He never slanders an acquaintance. Ho hover, under any circmlistnces speaks ill of a woman. He never cuts an acquaintance who has met witha reverse of foriuno; and He always pay* the postage on hia letteis of business. The Poor. There should be more sympalhy for the poor- It is unfair as well ns unphilosopbical to stigma¬ tize every one who bows to thc pressure of pecu¬ niary embarrassment as the architect of bia owa misery. In the language of the world's poet; 'There is it dde in llie afiairs of meh Which; taken at llie flood, leads on to fortuna.' And there is also n ddo whose current is down- waid—rolling, forever, its irresistable waves in op; poailion to e^ ery well planned enterprise, and filh ed wilh shoaU and quicksands which the otmoat cxcriion ot human prUdehce ahd forecait ws in> competent to avoiil. •Thc smiling current oft cohceaU Thc fntnl sands or dreadful rock: No index points the hidden curse Until wo feci the rending shock, Despair, encircling, shrouds the wreck. And Hope, despairing, flees thc deck.' When we reviexv our own lives, and percelrri how frequenlly the best laid schemes havo proveti abortive, how often Hope has been shipwrecked, nnd Anticipation falsified, wc shall lenrn a lesson of humility that will doubtless be bf scrvite, fur it will leach us Uiat whal at first sight, taiy ofteii seem the result of imprudence, is, in rcalily, bui the effect of hidden cabsca, whose bperationa mocS all the efforts of wisdom, anil which itis impossibM for it either to foresee or avoid. CuAXREnniEs.—Mr. Wm. Hall, of Norway, Maine, has succeeded in raising cranberries on d patch of boggy land. He sowed the benies in the spiing, on the snow nnd ice. Tbo seed took welli nnd cnlirely rooted out the weeds. Last year he gathered six bushels from a patch of land aboul three rods square, which a few years sinco wns ciw tirely useless. If this berry, wbich commands *d high a price, can bo so easily cultivated as thii, it certainly in an object for farmers tb try tha experi¬ ment on their boggy land. A Hint to Wives.—V\'hen a woman seeks td guide her husband, it should not be like one who breaks a horse, using bit nnd spurr, now checking and now goading bis career, but, like the mariner who steers the ship, directs it by a single touch, while none cnn see the power that rulea lU molions.—ifrs. C. Ilall. Cj* Love labor: for if IhtJu dost not want it lor food, thou mayst for physic, 11 is wholesome for die body, nnd good for the mind. It prevents ths fruils of idleness, wbich many liincs come of noth-' ing to do, and leads too inany ID db what ia noris than nothing.—Penn. HoMOEopATnT.—One ginih of time dissolved ili a bucketful of induslry, and taken onc drop at * dose every hour in the day, is a sure euro for dirly- sbirlativeness ahd patchi-d paiitalooDery.—tf. Fi Zlereury. A Secdet Seldom Divulged.—Bayle tays thai a woman will inevitably divulge every secret with which she is entrbsted, except Iwo—and Ihey ars who she hves best ainl her oion age. HrpdciticT.—How often is Ileligian made th» gaudy habit of the villain; there should bo other motives for nut playing the Hypocrite, than fear of exposure; Hypbcricy is a tiee of ilaelf ef the' blackest hue. IXjf It has become a very cbmmon thing to see tho Ladies raise remarkiiblo bcstlxs a* thry prom; onade thiough the streels. CO" When the soulisieady todepart,wbat avaiM il whethet a man die on the throne or in the diut % (Xj* The female tongues have laiely been drawn to such a length that any thing like ti laut is very hard to be found, unless you are very ;uicA-aighted. CCJ" 'tVe ouce heard a young lady who said tlietti wcrc bul two things which, in looking over her past lifo, sho regretted;—and one of these waa, that shtf didn't eat more cake wheri hcr Kster fanny wj« married !
Object Description
Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | Huntingdon Journal |
Volume | 10 |
Issue | 2 |
Subject | Huntingdon County (Pa.); Anti-Masonic; whig; Huntingdon County genealogy; Juniata River valley; early newspapers; advertising; politics; literature; morality; arts; sciences; agriculture; amusements; Standing Stone; primary sources. |
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. |
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 |
Date | 1845-01-22 |
Location Covered | Huntingdon County (Pa.) |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Source | Microfilm |
Language | English |
Rights | http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ |
Contact | To submit an inquiry about or request a viewing of Archives or Special Collections materials complete the Archives and Special Collections Request Form here: https://libguides.juniata.edu/ASC |
Contributing Institution | Juniata College |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
LCCN number | sn86071455, sn86053559, sn86071456, sn86081969 |
Month | 01 |
Day | 22 |
Year | 1845 |
Description
Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | Huntingdon Journal |
Volume | 10 |
Issue | 2 |
Subject | Huntingdon County (Pa.); Anti-Masonic; whig; Huntingdon County genealogy; Juniata River valley; early newspapers; advertising; politics; literature; morality; arts; sciences; agriculture; amusements; Standing Stone; primary sources. |
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. |
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 |
Date | 1845-01-22 |
Date Digitized | 2007-05-11 |
Location Covered | Huntingdon County (Pa.) |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Digital Specifications | 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 23545 kilobytes. |
Source | Microfilm |
Language | English |
Rights | http://rightsstatements.org/vocab/NoC-US/1.0/ |
Contact | To submit an inquiry about or request a viewing of Archives or Special Collections materials complete the Archives and Special Collections Request Form here: https://libguides.juniata.edu/ASC |
Contributing Institution | Juniata College |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
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LCCN number | sn86071455, sn86053559, sn86071456, sn86081969 |
FileName | 18450122_001.tif |
Month | 01 |
Day | 22 |
Year | 1845 |
Sequence | 1 |
Page | 1 |
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