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" LiBEBiv AND Union, Nonr and forevb^, one and insepabable. " V/ILIIAM BHEWSXEB, 1 SAM, G. 'WHITTAKEB, J EDITORS. HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1855. VOL. 20. NO. 47. i^cled |]0etrg. sings oflheir loved ones, antl ivhose slum-1 j ber was deepened hy the toil of the good i Tuthe Ed ^f the Jutirnal The following touching andbenntiftl dittle iilfering to a Mother'a love clipped I'rom a New York Juurnal I earnestly solicit you to publish in your "Journal." I happen to know that Max Greene is oiio of Old Hunllngdon's sons, wlio ia lighting manfully his way iuto lionora- le and useful life, wilh tbe shining throng who ' ''i"!. nnd the outer influences of life gently arS^ud, deeds ivhich thoy had donp, there came soft and silent glimpses of the far land ofj &0, AND SO FOKTH, light. Forgetting lhe nnrroiv prison ofthis [ j^^ „,„^„i„„ ,,„^ ,,„,;^, ,,et„Uened a day world, their sou'.s rose up and spread broad Unaiiited to curing nnd carting ol b.ay and wide over the land of vision, gazing with engle eyes upon its golden glories.— But as the night waned, their dream grew [ 'Nota drop. I've got a thundering han-1 ONE OF THE SEEMONS. I kering aflera snifter.' j [The/^fg-is/f/-, published at Brandon, [ 'Help yourself to the C'jld water on the ' Mi^s., gives a partial report ofa sermon Becky Wilson's Conrtship, till the lists for fame in j literary world Giciiie ia a son of Old .Morris, though nowa Jiavt of Blair Co. liuuiiiigdon CouiUy washi.s <'nrly home : and I know hia friendg will reu'!, wilh more than usunl plensure, the folIowIr.,» ; A. W. Bexrdict. From Ihe New York Life Illu.trited. TO MOTHERv nV MAX OHEllN'E. O'er Yoiikera' liilU tlio wind to-iiighl ta sweeping fresh and free, 1 liat the clnahing of its flight. And music ul its giee, .\nd with Ita far and sounding sweep. O'er valley broud and niountain steep, My thoughts have gone to tbee, My mother dear, to tbee. And when on Yonkers' mossy rilla The spring-light sparkles free. And bli'ils oil Peniisvlvanlan hills Ate nuisical wit!,"-le", By wood paths arc!, d in leiiCy gloom, .\iid orchards rich In odorous bloom, .\billiei', I'll cume to tbee, .My mother denr, to tbeo. h'rom wandering in n foreign 1 jnd, O'cr mounlain, vale and sea. From lliii'oii hike, and Western .ilruiid, ,\ud pruirie bi'ua'l and lice, 'I'be pilgiiin ot Ic.i thousand laihs Heliiriis to tlie.i '.villi spring's lirsl sniiic.i Fondly I'ctuni.s to thee. My inolher dear, lo thee. 'I'be .sliangcr'a roof in town and wood, Alone halh sheltered me. These seven MininK'1'.s. siuee I stuod Beneath our hi'iischoldli''!.; And ill Ibat till," iialh ebiiiiucd, tl.ev sa 'Iby ai.liurii l,n,id..i to winlry gray, Since last 1 met wilh thee. My mulher dear, with tbee. I, too, am changed .siiien that ,ild time. The time of y,iiitliful glee, And life fl.jus ii't in sliver rhyme. As ill lny boyhood free ; 0 yos, ull ehnnged in form and mien, 1 go to nicel thy look acremi; .Muther. I gj to Ihee, My mother dear, to lliec. But 'tis nol Iruo that I l'or.jnt The ono who i.iu'Uircd mc, Mother, Ibivntli.'i) fmidlyyet. .\s in past hours nf piee ; Bv father's bearlli-stone, by his grave, The truest friend tlmt (Ion e'er gave 1 soou shall meet in tbee. My molher dear, In tbee. When o'er ibe Hudson's rocky diilo.s, Tbo suiilieiinis '.varm and free. And bii'ils III Ali.','liaiiii,n vales Are singing wil'l wilb sloe. ''.Vhere Juniata'a ovcliar'lsbl.",'"'ni, Bisidc I.IV pni'f.-l'nt!i,'i''s luinb, .Mother', I'll be wilh Ihcc. Mv mulh.T dea,'. will, tiie:. closed about Ihcm, at.d drew them back to So Stephen bethought him to take a trip down And bring this thing and that, and tho other from town ; And he harnessed tho horse, and proceeded to go forth. With api'il of palo butter, eggs, berries, ,^'c. Xow It bapiicncd that Stephen (&c.} cnme di the world and to the body, even as the co-: On tho day that the show was to enter the lown, ¦.nii„«ci,« „;~i,, (!.,..,,¦ »i .„„ »!.„.,•;> I And inlo the village be chanced to come forth, I'ollaoftho night flower closes nbout it, I ^^ j,,^ ^^^^^.^^ ^^^,,^ i„j_, ,^,^_, f^^,,^ ^,_^ „„^,^; nnd shuts Irom its gaze the best loved star- [ A wondrous collection tbey purpos'd to showfonb ry heaven. l I'^'ks, elephanta, monkeys, bears, tiger.s, kc. To the toil-worn, sunburnt husbandman i .4"'' •'^'<'P''»",''"'vc<l opportunc'ly, I ween, ' I For never had Stcplien an elephant seen ; who had fallen asleep in despair, and who , n,, be, with Old Sorrel fetched up by the lenue ever feared lest some grim accident mighl: To seo without paying the tweiily-live cents ; , . .u r '. r u' I 1 .1 , And soon canio the cruntuio, uiicoiitbly and aestroy the fruit of his labor, the sweet ^j^^^, forth- dream came like a soft summer shower | With tusks, und wilh Irunks, blankets, ribbons upon the parched and dusly fields ; ami as ''^'''• I , ,1. ,...«„ I i,„ o„.., .1,,. „„«„„ „„„„ .;.'„~ I'ut seared nt tbe sight, or tho scent, or sonnd, he clreameu, ho saw the jvrcon corn risinsf ..n s, i. i , i, , , ., i ' " ° Old Sorrel turned quickly nnd shortly nronu'l, I in goodly ranks, and gazed with joy upon • And In turning .so qnickiy and shortly about ! the soft small ears, which, at first, no larger ; than floiver buds, seemed as ha beheld j thi'in, to e.vpand to full miiturity. j There are certain dream fantasies and : sirange sleep-changes which are to he i •]^]^l^^ |' found onlv in tho deep unbroken slumber horse." I resuliiog'from bodily fatigue, or in the -^"¦!*""='''''"x'''»™<=''^="1'^'^^ Sorrel did , light irregiilai- rest of fevor ; even as the grotesf|ue blue dragon fly, and the strange I water-flitlor are found only on the surfaco of Ihe deep silent pool, or over the shallow, ¦ dancing brook ; and as the husbandman • sit'pt on, the fantastic sprites who attend the dream, flitt.-d about Imn, and spread a gay conl'asion ovcrlhe happy vision. For ; as hepaiied npon lhe golden ears, a puiplo i nnd scarlet clouil seemed to oversliajoiv And The 'vagoii turned over und Stephen turned out; And into Ibo 'riitter tbo berriea did flow forlh, 'Togellur with Slciibcn, eggs, butter, itc. Quolh .Stephen aloud, ns he rose on his pegs, " \ fig for thc berries, kc, and eggs— But honrdbrth I never can say it, ofcourse, he elephnnl—nor can the table, old boy,' 'Go to the dovil with your cold water.' 'Is Balaam piesent ?' ''What doyou want of IJalanin ?' 'How old was that j.iokass of his'n V 'He would have been four yearsold tho ne.xt "cneral training.' preached a few weeks sinco al Waterproofs not far from Brandon. It is lo be regret¬ ted that the whole sermon was not preser¬ ved. The following paragraphs show lhe spirit of the preacher {] "I may sny to you, my breetliering, that I am nol nn educated man, an' I am not 'Are there any j'.ickasaes ill your sphere one o'them as bleeves that eduealiou is .Mr. Balaam V necessary fur a gospel minister, fur I bleve 'No, you impudent puppies, the jackass-! the Lord educats his preachers jest as he es are all on earth yet.' f \ wants 'em to be educated, a,,', although I \ '" »"=^"' ='1'°"' •^"'"^""g ^° "'"'^l''' -^'-'^ Bel [This ill-natured insinuation was recei. say it that cughn't lo say it yet inthe State i ^^ owors. ved wilh enthusiastic raps by the spirits.] of'indianny. whar I live, thar's no man as j ' ' ^'^'^' ^^'•^'O'l <^o '''" "^-•' 'Is the bofs builder oftlie Tower of Bu- gits a bigger congregaiion ner whal 1 gits, i ' ^^'f'l.' ses Becky, after a great deal o' •Oh now Becky do leil us about it,' .ses the gal.s. ' 'Bout whal' ses slie; ' Why about your courtship' ses the gnl, ' Pshaw !' sos she, turning away her head and blushing dreadful,'you had bet¬ ter lell your own courtships yourso Ivcs, I reckon,' ' Yes, bul none of us have ever had any beaus, Becky, nnd your a married woman, I Come now tell us all about it, I do like bel present ?' 'lie am.' 'Was the Tower built of brick or stone?' 'Brick.' 'Iiow many tliousand of brick was in the concenl ?' 'Thar may he some hero lo-day, my breetliern, as don't know what persuation I am uv. Well, I raay say to you, my bi'cethering, thnt I'm a-Hardshell Baptist. Thar's some folks as don't like the Hard¬ shell Baptisia, but I'd rulher hov n hard blushing niid-tivisting about, ' I'll tell you all how it wns, if that will satisfy you,' ' Well, noiv,' soz the gals, all geUing round her so they could hear good. 'Well,' ses Becky, puUing an empha¬ sis on every other word, 'when he camo ii\(i'^ ani J'ancics. Ir„7"Blood is not washed out with blood. i^'.\ littlo stone ean make a great brui.se, Uii'il is iiard for an empty bag to stand up¬ right. S&f Lato breakfasts will make an empty purse, I!®" Ou theslUgcof life, interest is tho prin, cipal actor, 8gy* Cstcem yourself if you wiah othera to esteem you. E^ii' -V poor mail need fear nothing from tho fall of stock. B^r .V fool—the man who eau aee no beau- i ty in nature. j6(iS"' In Madison, lowo, applea are selling at live centa a buabel. Huntingdon Jia?- Thore are ten schools i Borough, ull in operation. 4®" Most moral men aro so, more from Ibe fear of thc d'vil, than of God. Df^Takc a blow onee. but if thy antagonist 'An almighty heap of them you'd beuer sholl as no shell at all. You seo mo hero : '" "'•i' '^''"se to see me, (turning away her helieve.' to-day, my breethering, drest up in fine ' head and kinder looking down sideways j ¦''=1"^^'' "'« ""''^'''''^i P'"^'' '"'« l""'- 'llnw much did they cost per tjj^ousand? close"; you mont think I w.is proud, but ""il" her arms.) fool? he'd better go to; Bi*--V lady advertises in the Gla.sgow Htr 'Four dollars and a half at th. :r thousand? close; you mont think I wns proud, but he Kiln.' I am not proud, my breethering, and al- 'IIow many Irishmen did it take to carry ihough I've been a preacher uv tho Gos- 'tli, g wagon and .Steplieii, kc Mii & ;i)uinor. THE SPIRITS IN THE WOODS BV A IIACKlV00DS.M.\N'. firih. mort ?' 'Nine millions and rising,' [That's a lie, I know, inutlcred II. A smart rap on his sore shin under the table iTiido him nwaro that the foreman of Ita- bel was around.j—Tho iiir|uiries were continued. 'Was there any confusion of language ! among the workmen ?' •Considerable, I must admi'—a perfect al! l'l"- helluballoo.' 'What did thekingsay when ho exam¬ ined into tho matter?' •jYi.TJ'or alay !' 'One thing more .Mr.—Mr.—What's yonr inline—' i 'isiiiilh, if you please .' i 'Well, .Mr. Smith—one thing more.— Wa.s it true tli.M Nebui:liadnvz2ar was mado pel for twenty years, an' although I'm capling of that flat boat Ihat lies al yuro landing, I'm not proud, my breethering. 'I am not gwine to tell y.ou tdzurkly see his self, I reckon, WcU, .Tohn, he loved me. Fool? better love his self, 1 reckon.' 'Oh, that's so funny-go on,' ses the ' Pshaw I' ses Becky, 'I won't toll you i wnr my tex may be found; suffice it tu no more.' Tho table mnviiig wns tried I ig our hands in a ring, upon a table.— him, whiiii roundabout he hoard tiie peal. The efFect was almost instantly seen. Our ing of bell3,the merry singing of familiar weight could nol hold the lable down to voices, and the lowing o( caule; and inlhe the floor. Slowly it raiied, but tipping a intervnls thero came shouls as of glad litlle, vve fell headlong into the pun-cake friends at the harvest home. Then the batter, the table an J butter raising as we purple cloud gathered nbout hiin, but the wentdoivn. J. ivnul J huve laughed at our dreanispirits with their long sludowj-arms fall, had not II. Irod heavily upon his drew hiiu through it, and ho now stood be- corns. Instead of laughing he looked like to mix clny on the sweep fore a well-filled granary ; and as tears' of \ cursing. 11. was grave, und declared that joy rau down his cheeks, his wife and the spiriis compell'd liiin to. step wlivre loved ones galhered about him, and their lie did. Il was evident thai wo had 'got of Babel.' up the Hutch'of our unseen visitors. Wis- 'Did he have any h hing to get at a .good understanJirg wi'.h them, we proposed to learn, by rapping, a variety of matters particularly interesting and at the same lime, test hy mental ques- say it's in the leds of the Bible, an' you'll find it somewhar 'tween the lirst chapter Ihem. of the hook of Kevcln.tioiis, an' ef you'll ' ^^ go nu' search the Scripture., ns I have searched the scripture.'?, you'll not only find my tex thar, hul a great many uther ^e.i'e.'as will do you good to read, an' my tex, when you shill find it, you shill find il 111 ri'iiil thus I '* '.\ii ll" played on a harp uv a thoiisnn.l .strings—spirits of just men made perfcck.' '.My tex, breethering, leads me to speak uv speril. Now thar's many kinds of sperils in tlic world , in llio fust place, tliar's the spirits uf sum folks called ghosts Oh, yes, do-do, Becky,' ses all ofj ,,,, I .1 1 • I u then ihnr's the spirita uv tiirpen//iHf, nnd ' I rue and a Ihnnderi ¦ good ox he was ^ ^ . . ._' ^ ^j ^^ |. ton. He ground ull the elay f,->r th .' Toiver blessings and praises sunk into his heart, ; and mingled with the even-hymn whicii , : rose like a golden eloiid from the ocean of i his soul. And he awoke from the sweet ! dream, und blessed it for the hope with ' which it hud inspired him. But the Dream flew on, and i'. came to a guilty prisoner who had fallen aaleep. horns ?' 'He hadn't horns—he 'Was he a ' 'Go to thunder ! I won't have any thii \iulty.' cursing his judges, his doom, and the damp j wcrs as thov occurred. tions and otliei'??i«e, their spiritual intelli- ; mare lo sny lo you.' genco and veracity. Perhaps 1 cannot do i 'Was Ilea ashort horned Durham or better than to give the questions and ans- Devon?' S^clfct Istibcdlau]). UiOf. ll. "P. III'./ and .Vj.xteet/ t.f lireains.-' THE BBE.!LM ANGEL. Those insliincei", I believe, nre neither feiv nor fur hcl'.vc?ii, in which dreams havo given to the afilicted positive comfort nnd eucourageinent during their waking hour.s. The features of tlie loved who black feltei's which clung like cold adders lohis limbs. And as he dreamed, the pri-j ,_ son opened, the cold chains fell away, nud | remorse and rage no longer lixed their poi-1 sonous fangs upon his heart. .\ bright I lighlshone upon him, and blessed thoughts | , of mercy, repentanco, and recoiiciliiitiou | flitted through his mind like golden-wing¬ ed butterflies through a summer garden; and he awoke irusling in release, with his I heart filled with lovo and kindn'jss. Did 'Are the spirits present V •They am, sir.' •IIow many of them V '.Mor'n you ull can shake a stick at.' ¦.•\re ihey good spirits ?' 'Fourth proof, ami no mistake.' 'From what spliere V 'The lop iiocli.' 'Will lliey coiivetse with us .'' 'Well they will, bosses.' Thesa replies were rapped out as wo [No answer. The foreman ofthe Tow¬ er of liabel had evidently believing him¬ self quizzed, gone olfin a 'hufl.' The circle continued its sitiing, after II. tl.on thar's spiriis ns sum folk« call liquor, nn, I've got as good an artikel of tlieni kind uv spirits on my flat boat as ever was fetched down the Mississippi River; but thar's a great many other kind of spirits, lor the lex sez, 'Me played on a harp uv a //ioi(..'niul strings—sperils nv just men made perfeck.' 'But I'll tell you the kind uv sperils as is tnent in Ihc tex, ray breethering. Now I ihar's a great many km ds of fire in the ! world. In the fust place .,liar's the '^oti- '• mon sort iiv'fire vou lite ' ' nl'l that she v/aiils a gentleman for breakfast aud lea. Tbe eauiiibal. Jfafi" On Thursday night last, $7000 worth of dry-gouds and silks, was stolen I'lora the storo of Messrs. Cameron, In Cincinnati. Jt'f^ .\ western editor cnutlons bis tall read¬ ers, against kissing short women, as the habit has rendered bim stoop-shouldered, Sfeir The St. I.oiila Intelllgtncer stntes thot , from Ibirty to forty dead men nro laken out of then, .lohn, he axed me il I'd . the river opposile that city, monthly. Fool! belter hnve his self, I j 8»;ir New Gronnda has a standing army of I only bisH men, Jlililory service there is not co¬ ercive, and soldiers arc obtained by voluntorv eiilistinent. SST Mr.,'. I'li'.'liugi.jii, ill alhisi.Mi lo tbe ma ny adverliscnients headed 'llo* for California,' tltlnks a spade would bo more us'ifid thau a hoe to tho diggers. fii^* The eitlzeiis of Nevada, California, ea- pci'ially the female i ortioii ol thcin, are annoy- c'l by the visiis to tbat eity by neighboring In¬ dians wbo arc entirely nude, t-iy A party of hunters are engaged in the lower part of New Jersey in bear bunting.— have him reckon,' ' Then what did you sny ?' ' I never eaid nothin ', Griicioi he wnrent gwine to gut nothin s- knows ont on ' the gals, 'then do go on. 'Oh!' Becky.' 'Then, .John moughtn'l have' me. his self, I reckon,' • Well," ses the g'al. Well, mother she was kinder fluslr.itcd axed molher if hc | Fool! betler have ; cigar or pipe with, nnd then thar's cam-fire, firo bel'ore .your reddy, and lall back, and many olh- had fi ed IIS pipe, and I had spent a few' ,- , a. r .-. . tr ' ¦ . ' , er kinds.uv hte, lor ihj tex sez: He moments inthe open air. ¦ i i ,i i , ^, , ., , , e , , I plaved OU a//IOI'sand Blrings—sperit3.uv Noah was now ca ed and ound to be . , ' , r i , , I just men made perfeck.' ' and she sed yes. Fool ! she'd better There are many of these aiiiniala in tbo swnmpa mind her own busines, 1 reckon.' ' Then what!' 'Then, Johu axed daddy if hc inoiiffht havo-mc, and dnddy got, kiner flustraled and sed yes, too. 'That's the sort of daddy,'sed tlie gals, rubbing their hands. 'Then, inother she went to town and got a white frock for me and white gloves to put ou my hands for me to be married Be£f i'lic ' lo John. Ilern! fool, better be ma iried I - n 11- . , , , .. , ,. , , . ' """"'^•'I III Dabliii, waa stopped by a senlrv who told herself, I reckon.' ¦ !,,,„ ,,,„ „„, u,,,^ ^,„,„„^,.^ ,^jj,„ "„j-^ ^^^^_ ' VVell, go on, Becky." : t'l f",' that, ma'am sai'l the sentry, '-If you ' Pshaw ! now, I ain't a gwine to tell '. "''-'''<' '"^ *'"'" J"" '^°"''' ""' P""^-" you no more about it, so I ain't.' i ^^ ''^"'"-¦''» ""'' twenty-two tires In the I'liit. at seciion of tbc co'jtitry. tSr The Vermont Senate has passed a re¬ solution authorizing the Governor toappointan agent to go to Michignn to obtain tbe sword, pistol, and military garments onco belonging to Ethan Allen. ffi^f A doclor advertises in a country paper, that ''whosoever uses thc Vegetable Compound Viiiversal Auti-l'urgin Aromatic Pills once, will not have cause to use them again." We rath, er think thcy won't. 'fJh.ycs, do goon. Oh, do tell ns allj of that old crafl ansiver ! 'S-a-r-taiii. the cold damp fetters fall from his limbs ? j j^ew our fingers over the loiters ofih. Were the prison doors opened ? Thu fcl- alphabet. Verbal questions were hrsl as- have long been paitod Irom us either by i^,, f^ll not away; the doors remained fast; [ i^ej by diflerenl luembers of the 'circle." and, worn down by famine and sickness,! 'Will any spirit calicd for, appear and he perished in the narrow dungeon. But lhe hlcsed hopu ivhich the gentle Dream had lefl in his heart, gluddeiied his last! 'Is (.'ain present ?' hour, and as he died exclaiming, '-Not ray \ 'He happens to be.' will, but thine, oh Father !" behold there I 'Was the club wiih which he slow \bel was joy in Heaven. It hath been suid ...at Hope alone is left to mortals i but wiih herahideth her sister the Dieain, who maketli her kuoivii to n.i For by the Dream, men are led lo Hope. uccidenl or denth, are thus renewed or ra vived far more syiiipathetically than cau ibe done by the most nccurato portrait, while tothe lover desparng of his lady's favor, a pleasant dream o.'ten holds forth liopea nol loss stimulating than her smiles. All, it is true, are uot gifled u ith such vi¬ vid imaginations us lo frequently experi- .euce these sweet delusions, hut they have in uvery nge existed to such a degree that the world has never vv.iuted races who held ivilli religious faith that ''Ilcparted Spirits ut tbeir will Conld I'roni tho l.andot Souls pasatou'id fro, I',,,,liug 1.1 usin sleep when all Is still.'' Tu those who cau feel a poetic sympathy with ihis belief, the following sketch, which ' owes its existence to a hint from Jean ! Paul's "'Voice of the Iieart," muy not prove unsucessful as an attempi to embody i ina legendary lorm this inysierious Spiril of Dreams. Once tho brighl Angel whoso duly it is i to watch over tho happiness of man, even ' liio Guardian Angel ol the ivorld, dre j near to llio tl-rone ofthe Heavenly Father,! nnd prayed : "Give me, oh, Father! a I wny by which I may leach ;nau to avoid a j pari, al least, of the many sins and templa-1 tjons whicii the Fall halh entailed upon | him ! For Man is not always bad : at! times ho feels my better influence; al tiines , his heart is ready to leceivn the good | which a hght external aid might lix upon him!" hickory or white n&li, and what did he cut il with ?' 'Yes, 'twant either. Il wasa shoe-make ball club, cut wilh a butcher knife.' This important question settled, Cain stood aside, and Bolshazzar waa callod. I 'Do you remember the feast when the I handwriting appeared on the wull. r '1 make uut to.' I 'Were you—heggingpnrdon,sii'—undej. the influence of intoxiciting Tquors that evening ?' 'Drunk, genllemen, ns a hil'd owl.' 'Drink champagne or iMoiiongahela ?' 'Neither. Owing to the .scarcity of log- ' wood, we wont in blackstrap and clear I rot-gut.' I 'Any ofthe wiinien tipsy ?' 'They wan't nothing else, I rcokuii.— Mrs. Bclshazzur was so limber-like that in loll inlo present. I 'Were you comm I called the Ark ?' '1 was.' 'Was there much uf a shower ahout those ' days ?' I 'Shower ! .Iiy dear sir, it poured down like blazes.' : 'What flng did yon suil under, Fnplish ¦ or French ?' i 'Dutch.' ! 'Who was pilol ?' I 'Christopher Columbus.' ' 'Ho'.vmany animals hud you on hoard!' Several hundred.' I Any Know Nothings am'ong them ?' I '".Not one. They wire all drowned.' nbout the wedding, B'jcky—that's a good soul.' 'Oh, hush gals, 'bout such nonsense.' ' Oh, do now that's a good soul.' knows, I didn'l wnnt lo see them ' Nevor mind, lleckv, croon.' Learn all You Can, Never omit any opportunity lolearn all you can. Sir, Walter Scott said, that e- veu iu a stage co.ach he found somebody who could tell him something he did nol know before. Conversation for tho pur¬ pose of knowledge. It is, therefore, a mistake tn be morose or silent when you are among persons 'vhom you thiuk are ignorant, for a little Gociability on your pan will draw them out, and thcy will you may depend on it they will be nble to teach you something, no inalter how ordi¬ nary their employment. Indeed, some of the most sagacious remarks are mako bv persons of this discripliou, reapecling; P'^y^'S'^"'M"""'k-^K^" «'"-'s'"-' , , , their particular pursuit Hngh Miller, 'I"-'°>'^'"''-'^'''>'''^ ^'"^ ^''^'^ " '""l'--s''«'l the famous Scotch geologist, owes not a •But I'll lell you the k,<id uv fire ns is mont in the tex, iny brethering, il's hell jire ! nn' thrt's the kind \iv fire as a great many uv you'll ciuiie to, cf you don't do betler no what you have bin doin' for 'He played on a hnrp uv a lliousand strings—sperils of just men made per¬ feck.' 'Now, tho dilforcnt sorts uv fire in the world may ho likened uuto the difleront persuasions of Christi.lns in the world.— In the first pioce we have the I'iicapali- ons; and they nre a high sailin' and a lii;;h-faluting set, nnd they may he likened unto a turkey huznard thut flies up into l!;e air, and ho goes up and np till ho look uo bigger than ;;^'ur finger nail, and the Was it truo that Belshazzar hailed you fusl thing yo'j know, he cums down and on a life-preserver, and told you lo go lo down, and down, and down, and isa filln' And then—Pshaw, gals, I won't tell you thunder with your old tub, and guessed himself on tbo kaikiss of a dead hoss by ^"3' 'nore. ed Slates Last month, exelusive ofull losses less tlinii S10,000, nnd the nggregute amount of pro. perty destroyo'l was lfB00,000. Fifteen manu¬ facturing establishments were consumed. SisiySurgical Mistake.—House Surgeon- "Ah by the way, there's HIgglns' ease, there ' M'ell, himeliy the preacher man comes l"»s bjen a alight mistake. It was tbe eoundieg to ns, anda whole heap o( people to mar-1 ™'"^"'""^ •'' Visiting Surgeon—"It'a of no ry me. Fools ! they had a great deal hot-' ™'«'='l''en"-'i we can cure I'olher—so it comea ,.,'1.1 " r I /-. • I '0 the same thing." ter staid at home, I reckon. Gracious «-»,„, . -, ., SlSr We atrike the names of two ofour sub¬ scribers from our booka lhl.s week, who havo I'o- , Cently been hung in 'J'oxas. We do this, be- M ell, then, John he cum to tako me cauae wc urc not advised, us vet, of their pres- up to tbe preacher maa for to be married, ', out loealily. Wo shall take picasnro hisendiu" Fool! I did feel so m.ad. And thon Pshaw ! gals, I can't tell no more, , ' Oh, yes, go on, Becky.' 'Well, then, the preacher man he n.xed me if I'd have John to be lawful husband. Hem ! fool, belter h'ivo bin self, I reckon. I tli"i'o wouldn't bo much ofa shower?' i 'He did,' I 'Why didn't you lake bim in ?' 'Ho wns tukeii in a few minutes after ' that—all over,' ; 'Had you any of liainum's Fire ,\nnihi- ' laloi's ou board ,'' the Journal to their address, as soon as we bear from them, eSy' 'l"ho following ia a liieral copy of a list of riiicslions proposed to a debating cluh iu a Western lown •.—.Siihgcck nf Dissk-ussitn.-Js dansiii moral la rong 1 Is the reudia fiektlaus wuks coninuiiiilabll ? Is il neeessary that fe¬ mails shnd veceive a thorough litermy oduka- ahuii ? Or femails to take parts in polly tix. JSf"''lloss, I want twcniy-tive cents." "Twenty-fivo eents ! Uuw aoon do you want It Jack ?" "Next Tuesday.'' ••.\s soon as thai I—You ean't have It. I've told yuu oflcn that wbeu you are in want of su large a sum of money yoo mustgivemo at least four week's notice I'' Bta)" It is enslomary in many of our city singing cembali to smash.' little of his fame to observations when he i '^^'"^ " ^'^S^^ """ "'"^^ >'°""' '''"'" wns journoytnau stone mnsoii and working I ^vMle logetliei . iuu quarrv. .'^ocrates well said ll.al thero | '^^'"¦ ^ """^ '° "''n'S^'y '"e'l ' Is but one"good, which is knowledge, aud ' '="'''''»'' '""'1' '•-¦'" ^""" '""'""S '"e^U'er oue evil, which is ignorance. F.very grain Then the Father spoko to ihe^ Angel, ^^ ^^^^ ,,^|j^^ ^^ ^,^,.„ j|_^, ,,^^^p ^ ^,^y_ and eaid : "Give him the Dream !" jj^^^^.^ ,„|.^.g ,,,^, s^„^^^,s^ „^,gf,e^s. and is The sweet Ciuardian flew over the world i ,,01 iuq] enuugh 10 throw il nway, because with his sister the Dream. Far and wide j he hopes 10 find a larger lump somelimo. nobl I 'Was Cyrus one oftho h'hoys ?' I 'Well, no greut scratch. Ile took tho ndvauiage of us wheu we wero on a bend- ! er. He was a cold water fanatic and an they spread their gentle influence, nnd the So in ncquiring knowledge, wo thould nev- enemy to the couslitution,' hearts ol lile-weary mortals were rejoiced. ''' '^^^V'"'' ¦>» "PPo»"."i'y. ''"^vever un- .Are you in favorer lhe Maine Law ?' " ' s.. ., J nrftiiiisuiin. If iht.ri' ,A n nininent s Ihi. i «, , • r li ' Not—by—a—jug—full But lhe aoft breathings ofihe Dream An¬ gel li'il not aike on all. To lhe good and 5P111I0 wbo bail sunk m rest amid the bles- promising. If there is a momenl's sure, spend il over n good or instructive hook, or in tal' ynu meet. the side uv the road—and'He played on' ' Oh, do, Becky. Now you arc jest a harp of a Iftou sand strings—eperits of; coming to the most interesting part.—Oh, just men made perfeck.' '. 'l" 'p" us ''i« fcs'. Becky. 'And then liar's the .Methodis, and they ' 'Well, I never said nothiu' and tbe may be likened unto a squirrel runnin' up ' prS'icher man be snid I must take John lo intoa tree, for the ^Methodist believes in ' I'e my husband, when hewas sick and gwiue on from one degreo uv grace lo nn-; when he was well, and when be was bet- ' Two or lluee hundred ofthem loput other, ond finally on to perfeckshun, and '"f oi" "''"'*'-''',''"''f'^''""J i""""-""d ^o"'- out the candles at night.' i the squirrel goes up and up, and up and him, and stick to him, nud the Lord only churches for the congregation to join _ One more question. Commodore Noah. I up, and he jumps from lim' to lim', and ' ''"<»^'^' "hat a heap nf things ; and then ' l''« l-vstb.vmn On Siinda.v last, a gentleman. What becnine oftho dove thut wenl out 1 bmnch, and the fust thiug ynu know he he sed people what be put together U wns und never returned i' j fall.s, and down 1.0 cums keiflummux, and ngin the luw for etjybody to lake apart, 'Some snipe-hunter on .Ml. Arrarat shot' that's like the Methodis, for tbey is aliens! ""'' '*" ' """^ married hard fasl the lust it.' I fallin' from graco, ah ! And—'Ue play- i '''ing I know'd to John.' 'Are Joe P 's duve chicken's ofthe | ed on a harp ofa thousand strings—sper- | Well, what then, Ueoky ?' ses the gnls one shol '.' \ its of just men made perfcck.' 'So said to be—this explains wby they I 'And then, my brethering, Ihar's the ] lime. are sometimes shct.' I Baplist, ah ! and they hav hin likened un" 1 'Why, then, tho preacher mnn he went 'Was there nny wbarfal Mt. Arrarat ?' loa'possum on a 'simioii tree, and the home, and then all the fellers cum a pul- 'Nothiiig but a whiio-oak snubbing post thunders may roll, and thon the earth mny ; lin' and a haulin' and kissin' and squeez- nnd Yankee grocery.' ijuave, hut that possum clings there still in'me, and such like other carryin's on as great number of us were aitling logether am- 'Wiis the Yankee ihere himself ?' „|, 1 And you may shike nne foot loose, they did cut up. Fco's ! thi y great deal using ourselves. One wus singing a song cal- 'Yes, sal oil a herring box, wliitiliiig.' j am! the other's thar nnd you nny shake , better kiss their own selves, 1 reckon,' ' led ',Mnry, weep no more for nie,' in nkich oc- 'Whul did he say wheu he hove in ^ all fei.i loose, and he laps his tail'round the I 'Go on, Becky, U'U us all about it,' ses ; curs these benuliful linca ; sight!' j lim,'he clings furcver, for—'He played j the gals. | "tV, far Irom thee I aleep in deaUi, 'lla 1-1-00 ! what craft is that? Been : on a harp uv a f/ioi/-sand strings—sper-1 ' Well, then, after tbey nil went away ,.„„„ /,, '.^"^ • , """^ '""">«' ' ,. , ,.. ILL I u.r'. ; when n shell come in, burst among ns, and kil- looking for you ihis tew days, by goll. Saay . its of just men made perfeck,' John he —oh, pshaw ? I am tgwiiie lo ,,^<i ^^,^ „,„„ ^^i,^, ,,^ ^^^ singing the aong. I neow, spose you don'l want to buy any' Hero the reporter could do longer con-{ tell you another word more,'-ses Becky, never was so vexed for any on'o in my life • it iipnnied by hia little giri of some live yoara ol age, strayed iulu one of the nforeaaid chur. ebe', and his line voice materially assisted ths choir in gcttliig through '¦ Winchester," Juat bcloro the benediction Ihe liitle giri observing thc line eircct produced by her parent on the getting more and more interesied nil the I occupants of the aurrounding pews, cried out in an audible voice, "Papa, please sing 'Villi- kliis and his Dinah T " J®" The following is an extract from a sol¬ dier's letter in the camp in thc Crimeai—"Tho other night I was In the enli-cnehipents, and a ki^n" wit^h Mip"^ fi'r'sr™t"son ' '^^° V" B"^' 'anything to take' whero ! hams nor Weniherfield unyitns, nor nothin | tain himself, nnd bis nr>ie« boenme emire- i 'when you get mnrricd yourseh-eii you'll | openeil bis skull complelelv. .nd hc died in'; ingni IP irs ptrson ^^^^ ^^^ ^ dew ye ?' . ly onintplligible. linow ell aboul it, I leckoii-' . iuMm'
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Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | The Huntingdon Journal |
Date | 1855-11-21 |
Month | 11 |
Day | 21 |
Year | 1855 |
Volume | 20 |
Issue | 47 |
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 |
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Format | Tiff |
Type | Huntingdon County Newspaper |
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Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | The Huntingdon Journal |
Date | 1855-11-21 |
Month | 11 |
Day | 21 |
Year | 1855 |
Volume | 20 |
Issue | 47 |
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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 |
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" LiBEBiv AND Union, Nonr and forevb^, one and insepabable. "
V/ILIIAM BHEWSXEB, 1 SAM, G. 'WHITTAKEB, J
EDITORS.
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1855.
VOL. 20. NO. 47.
i^cled |]0etrg.
sings oflheir loved ones, antl ivhose slum-1 j ber was deepened hy the toil of the good i
Tuthe Ed ^f the Jutirnal
The following touching andbenntiftl dittle iilfering to a Mother'a love clipped I'rom a New York Juurnal I earnestly solicit you to publish in your "Journal." I happen to know that Max Greene is oiio of Old Hunllngdon's sons, wlio ia lighting manfully his way iuto lionora- le and useful life, wilh tbe shining throng who ' ''i"!. nnd the outer influences of life gently
arS^ud,
deeds ivhich thoy had donp, there came
soft and silent glimpses of the far land ofj &0, AND SO FOKTH,
light. Forgetting lhe nnrroiv prison ofthis [ j^^ „,„^„i„„ ,,„^ ,,„,;^, ,,et„Uened a day
world, their sou'.s rose up and spread broad Unaiiited to curing nnd carting ol b.ay
and wide over the land of vision, gazing
with engle eyes upon its golden glories.—
But as the night waned, their dream grew
[ 'Nota drop. I've got a thundering han-1 ONE OF THE SEEMONS.
I kering aflera snifter.' j [The/^fg-is/f/-, published at Brandon,
[ 'Help yourself to the C'jld water on the ' Mi^s., gives a partial report ofa sermon
Becky Wilson's Conrtship,
till the lists for fame in j literary world Giciiie ia a son of Old .Morris, though nowa Jiavt of Blair Co. liuuiiiigdon CouiUy washi.s <'nrly home : and I know hia friendg will reu'!, wilh more than usunl plensure, the folIowIr.,» ; A. W. Bexrdict.
From Ihe New York Life Illu.trited.
TO MOTHERv
nV MAX OHEllN'E.
O'er Yoiikera' liilU tlio wind to-iiighl
ta sweeping fresh and free, 1 liat the clnahing of its flight.
And music ul its giee, .\nd with Ita far and sounding sweep. O'er valley broud and niountain steep,
My thoughts have gone to tbee,
My mother dear, to tbee.
And when on Yonkers' mossy rilla
The spring-light sparkles free. And bli'ils oil Peniisvlvanlan hills
Ate nuisical wit!,"-le", By wood paths arc!, d in leiiCy gloom, .\iid orchards rich In odorous bloom,
.\billiei', I'll cume to tbee,
.My mother denr, to tbeo.
h'rom wandering in n foreign 1 jnd,
O'cr mounlain, vale and sea. From lliii'oii hike, and Western .ilruiid,
,\ud pruirie bi'ua'l and lice, 'I'be pilgiiin ot Ic.i thousand laihs Heliiriis to tlie.i '.villi spring's lirsl sniiic.i
Fondly I'ctuni.s to thee.
My inolher dear, lo thee.
'I'be .sliangcr'a roof in town and wood,
Alone halh sheltered me. These seven MininK'1'.s. siuee I stuod
Beneath our hi'iischoldli''!.; And ill Ibat till," iialh ebiiiiucd, tl.ev sa 'Iby ai.liurii l,n,id..i to winlry gray,
Since last 1 met wilh thee.
My mulher dear, with tbee. I, too, am changed .siiien that ,ild time.
The time of y,iiitliful glee, And life fl.jus ii't in sliver rhyme.
As ill lny boyhood free ;
0 yos, ull ehnnged in form and mien,
1 go to nicel thy look acremi; .Muther. I gj to Ihee,
My mother dear, to lliec.
But 'tis nol Iruo that I l'or.jnt
The ono who i.iu'Uircd mc, Mother, Ibivntli.'i) fmidlyyet.
.\s in past hours nf piee ; Bv father's bearlli-stone, by his grave, The truest friend tlmt (Ion e'er gave
1 soou shall meet in tbee.
My molher dear, In tbee.
When o'er ibe Hudson's rocky diilo.s,
Tbo suiilieiinis '.varm and free. And bii'ils III Ali.','liaiiii,n vales
Are singing wil'l wilb sloe. ''.Vhere Juniata'a ovcliar'lsbl.",'"'ni, Bisidc I.IV pni'f.-l'nt!i,'i''s luinb,
.Mother', I'll be wilh Ihcc.
Mv mulh.T dea,'. will, tiie:.
closed about Ihcm, at.d drew them back to
So Stephen bethought him to take a trip down And bring this thing and that, and tho other
from town ; And he harnessed tho horse, and proceeded to
go forth.
With api'il of palo butter, eggs, berries, ,^'c. Xow It bapiicncd that Stephen (&c.} cnme di
the world and to the body, even as the co-: On tho day that the show was to enter the lown,
¦.nii„«ci,« „;~i,, (!.,..,,¦ »i .„„ »!.„.,•;> I And inlo the village be chanced to come forth, I'ollaoftho night flower closes nbout it, I ^^ j,,^ ^^^^^.^^ ^^^,,^ i„j_, ,^,^_, f^^,,^ ^,_^ „„^,^;
nnd shuts Irom its gaze the best loved star- [ A wondrous collection tbey purpos'd to showfonb ry heaven. l I'^'ks, elephanta, monkeys, bears, tiger.s, kc.
To the toil-worn, sunburnt husbandman i .4"'' •'^'<'P''»",''"'vc |
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