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THE JOURNAL,. "ONE COUNTRY, OWt CORStlTBTION, ONE DESTINY. Vol. Vll, No. 20.] HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, JULY 6,1842. [Whole No. 338, PUBLISHED DY THEODORE H. CREMER. I TERMS. Tfie "Jouunal" will be published every Wednesday morning, at twodollars a year. if paid IN ADVANCE, and if not paid within six months, two dollars and a half. No subscription receivca for a shorter pe¬ riod than six months, nor any paper discon¬ tinued till all arrearages are paid. Advertisements nol exceeding one square, will be inserted three times for one dollar, and for every subsequent insertion twenty five cents. If no definite orders are given as to thetime an advertisement is to be continu¬ ed, it will be kcjitin till ordered out, and charged accordingly. liCISOSLLAITSOUS.' The LoTcd and Lost. Time hath not power to bear away Thine image from the heart; No scenes that mark life's onward way Can bid it hence depart. Tet, while our souls with anguish riven. Mourn, loved and lost, for thee; We raise our tearful eyes to heaven. And joy that thou art free. We miss thee from the band so dear That gathers round 6ur hearth, We listen still thy voice to hear Amid our household mirth— We gaze upon thy vacant chair. Thy form we seem to see. We start to find thou art not there, Yet joy that thou art free. A thousand old familiar things. Within our childhotxl's home. Speak of the cherished, absent one. Who never more shall come. They wake with mingled bliss and pain. Fond memories of thee; But would we call thee back again? We joy that thou art free! Amid earth's conflict, woe, and care, When dark our path appears, •Tis sweet to know thou canst not share Our anguish and our tears— That on thy head no more shall fall The storms we may not flee: Yes, safely sheltered from them all, We joy that thou art free! For thou hast gained a brighter land. And death's cold stream ia past— Thine are the joys, at God's right hand. That shall forever last; A krown is on thine angel brow, Thine eyes the King doth see, 'Phy home is with the seraphs now— We joy that thou art free! The Panther's Leap. A WESTERN SCENE. The Angel and the Chil{l< An Angel form, with brow of light, K Watched o'er a sleeping infant's dream. And gazed, as tho' his vissage bright He there beheld as in a stream. " Fair child, whose face is like to mine, Oh come," he said," and fly with me: Come forth to happiness divine, Por earth is all unworthy thee. " Here perfect bliss thou cast not know; 'Phc soul amid its pleasures sighs. All sounds of joy arc full of woe. Enjoyments are but miseries. «< Fear stalks amidst the gorgeous shows; And tho' serene the day may rise. It bsts not brilliant to its close. And tempests sleep in calmest skies. " Alas! shall sorrovv, doubts and fears Deform a brow so pure as this!— And shall the bittcruess of tears Dim those blue eyes that speak of bliss! " No, no! along the realms of space. Far from all care, let us begone: Kind Providence shall give thee grace For these few years thou mightst live on. •< No mourning weeds, no sound of wail Thy chainless spirit shall annoy; Thy kindred shfll thy absence hail. Even as thy coming gave them joy. •' No cloud on any brow shall rest, Nought speak of tombs or sadness there; Of beings like thee, pure and blest. The latest hour should be mott fair." The angel shook his snowy wings And thro' the fields of ether sped. Where Heav'n's eternal music rings— .—Mother—alas!—thy son is dead! Says Tom Tim, " I love year spouse. Egad she seems a rare rib." I' Yes, yes," quoth Tim, and lub'd his brows, '.' Dut murk—bli';'s nol a sparc-rii.'" 'Ob, how a mother loves the child she nurs'd.' Ir vvas a fine morning in August, when little Samuel Eaton was about seven years old, thathe was making a dam in the brook that ran before his father's door. He was an only and beautiful child, his moiher almost idoli'/.lng hini, 'Phere he was, with his trousers lucked up about his knees, working like a beaver, his mother's bold eye gleaming out from beneath his sun-burnt hair, with some of his lather's strengih tugging at a large stone in the bed of the stream. "Sammy, you'd better come in. had'nt you 1" said Hannah, in a tone half mother and half male. " Na-o-o, I guess not yet," said Samuel. An acorn came floating down the water. The boy touk it up—looked at it—was pleased, and " reckoned" in his mind there were more up the "gulley," and when his iiiothei's back was turned, off he started for the acorns. The gorge of the moun¬ tain, into vvhich he was about lo enter, had been formed (the work of centuries) by the attrition of the stream he had just been playing in—and walking on a level that bordered each side of the water, he boldly entered the ravine. Analmostperpendic* ular wall or bank ascended on each side, lo the height ofa hundred feet, composed of crags and rocks fritted by decay and storm into fantastic shape anil position.— A few scattered bushes and trees sought nourishment from the earlh that had fallen from the level above, and excepting their assistance and the unseen surface of the rock, this natural pirapct seemed inacces¬ sible, but lo bird and beast. Abuut an eighth ofa mile from the entrance, a cata¬ ract closed the gorge, throwing np its white veil of mist, seeming guardianship of the spirit waters. The verdant boughs hanging over the bank cast a deep gloom upon the bed below, while so lofty was Ihe distance, they seemed to grow out of the sky. blue patches ot which were to be seen peeping between Ihem. Hannah Eaton soon missed her boy. but as he had often wandered to the fields where his father was at work, she cnnclu ded he must be there, and checked coming fears vvilh the hope that he would return at the hour of dinner. AVhen he came, Josiah, nor any of his men, knew where he was. Then the agitated mother ex¬ claimed, "He's lost! he's lost! and my poor bo^ will starve and die in the wooJs!" Gathering courage, she hastily summoned her family around her, and despatclitd them all but her husband to search in dif¬ ferent direction in tho neighboring forest. To him she said, "Scour every field you can call your own, and if you can't find him, join me in the gorge." " He would'nt go to the gorge, Han¬ nah." " He would go any where." She knew not why, but a presentiment that the boy had followed the course of the stream, dwelt strongly on her mind. " I can't find him, Hannah," said the husband, as he rejoined her not far trom the mouth of the gorge. .\n eagle flew past the muther as she entered the ravine. She thought to her¬ self the dreadful birds are tearing my child to pieces; and, frantic, she hastened on. making the walls ofthe cavern echo back with the screams for her offspring. Her only answer was the eternal thunders of the cataract, as if in mockery ol woe, and flinging its cold spr.iy upon her hot and throbbing temples. " Fuol that I am. how can he hear mc." She strained her eyes along the li'u./.y height that peered through the mist, till she could sec no longer, and her eyes filled with tears. Who but a mother can tell the leelings of a mother's heart? Fear came thick and fast upon the reelin» brain et Hannah.— " Oh, my boy—my uravc boy will die," and wringing her hands in agony, she sank lo her husband's feet. The pain of " hope deferred " had strained her heart strings to the severest tension, and it seemed as if the rude hand ot despair had broken them all. The terrified husband threw water tlpoh her pale face, and strove by all the arts he knevv to win her back lo lite. At last she opened her languid eyes, stared wildly around and rose trembling to her feet.— As slie stood, like a heart broken Niobe, " all tears." a fragtvei't of rock came tum¬ bling dovvn the opposite bank. She look¬ ed up. She was herself once more, for half up the ascentslood her ovvn dear boy. Hut even while the glad cry was issuing from her lips, it turned inlo a note of hor¬ ror—" O, mercy—mercj I" The crag on which he stood projected from the solid rock in such a way as lo hang about twelve teet over the bank.— Right below one of the edges of this crag, partly concealed among some bushes, crouched a panther. The bold youth was aware of the prox¬ imity of his parents, and the presence of his dangerous enemy, lit about the same' time. He had rolled down the stone in exultation, to convince his parents of the high station he had attained, and he now stood with another in his hand, drawing it back and looking at them, as if to ask whether he shouul throw it al the terrible animal before him. Till then, the mother seemed immovable in her suspense, but ciinscious of the danger other son, if he irritated the beast, she rushed some dis¬ tance up the rock, and motioned with her head and hand that he should not throw. Yet. with the leeling mind of childhood, and a temper little used to control, he fearlessly threw the fragment with all his might at the ferocious savage. It struck on one of his feet. He gave a sudden growl, lashed his tail with fury, and seem¬ ed about to spring. "Get your rifle, Josiah I" The poor man stirred not. His glazed eye was fix¬ ed with a look ofdeath upon the panther, and he appeared paralyzed with fear.— His wife leaped from her sland, and pla¬ cing her hands on her husband's shoulders, looked into his face and cried, " Are you a man, Josiah Eaton! Do you love your child 1 He started as if from sleep, and ran wilh furious haste from the ravine. Agam the mother looked towards her son. Ilc had fallen upun his ktiees, ufid was whispering the little prayers she had taught hiiD, not in coward fear, but an in- dcfinate thought came across his mind thai he must die. 'Phc panther was upon his feet. He stooped to spring. The dis¬ tricted mother could keep still no longer. She rushed up the sleep ascent with the energy ot despair, reckless of the danger, thinking only ol her son. The rocks crumbled and slipped beneath h^r teet, yet she fell not. 'Phe sharp rocks cut her flesh, but she heeded it not. On, on she struggled in her agony. The ferocious creature paused for a moment, when he heard the wretched mo¬ ther's approach. 'Prue to his naiure, he sprang at the boy. He barely touched the crag, and fetl backward as Hannah ascen¬ ded the opposite side. "Ah!" said she, laughing deliriously, " the panther must try it again before he parts us, my boy; but wc won't part;" and sinking on her knees before him, she fondly foliJed him to her breast, bathing his young for(5head with her tears. Unalteiable iu ills ferocity, aiicI tliu manner of gratifying it, the panther again sprang Irom his situation. "This time he was more successful. His fore foot struck the edge of the crag. " He will kill us, mother, he will kill us!" and the boy nes¬ tled closer to his mother's bosom.* The animal struggled to bring his body on the crag—his savage features but a step from the moiher's face. " Go away, go away!" shrieked the mother, hoarse with horror, "you shan't have my childl" Closer- still closer he came—his red eyes flashing lury, and the thick panting of his breath coining in her face. At tliis awful mo¬ ment she hears the faint report of fire-arms from the gulph below—the panther's foot¬ hold fails, his sharp claws loosen from the ruck, and the bafiled beast rolled down the precipice, al the feet of Josiah Eaton. The sud's lail rays gleamed brightly on a liitle group at the mouth of the gorge. They were on their knees—the mother's bleeding hands over the head ot her son, and the voice of prayer going to their Guardi.^n for His mercy in thwarting the PANTiinR's Leap. From the Presbyterian. Backbiters and ISlaudcrers. Slander is petty murder; and that man who wantonly assails the good name of his neighbour, lacks only the opportunity, not the disposition, lo spill his heart's warm blood. How revolting is it. that a living man. soon to die, and stand before Christ'sjudgment-seat, should vvilh mock solemnity whisper in another's ear tales concerning a third person, vvhich he knows or has every reason to suspect to be false. Wretched mortal! If Satan's image is especially to be found on earth, where should we find it but in such o one! 'Phe rattlesnake were as trusty a bosom-friend as he! He dares not put his hand in his neigh¬ bor's pocket, because the bolt.", and bars, and chains of a prison would reward his presumption ; but ho secretly sets in mo¬ tion a report, which, like the rolling ball of snow, small at first, gathers weight and velocity in its progress, until it is suffi¬ cient lu overwhelm the guiltless sufferer upon whom it is directed. innocence is no proteclion—virlue is no safe.guard. 'Phe injured man, uncon scious of the gathering shades which threa ten to bedim the brightness of his heart's best jewel, meets a friend with lightsome spirit; but ah! the wonted friendly pres¬ sure replies not to his hearty grasp. No words are needed to tell him there is something wrong—she has a keenness of apprehension whicii is nnt always depen¬ dent on sounds and phrases ; a silent lan¬ guage is her's. Distress and anxiety come upon liim ; but his endeavors to dis-. cover wherein he has otlendedare only so many convincing proofsof his guilt. " And Declaration oflndcpendencc. In Congress, July, 4. 1776. The Unanimous Declaration of the Thir¬ teen United .Stales of America. When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary fur one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them wilh anoiher. and to as¬ sume, among the powers of the earlh, the separate anil equal station to which the laws of nature and nature's God entitled Ihem, a decent respect to the opinions ol mankind requires that they should de¬ clare the causes which impel Ihem to the separation. We hold these truths to be self evident; —that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator wilh certain unalienable rights; that ainon^ these arc life, liberty, aiid the pursuit of happiiiess. That to secure these rights, governments arc instituted among men. deriving their just powers from the con-, sent of the governed; that whenever any form of government becomes destruc¬ tive of these ends.it is the right ol the people lo alter or abolish it, and to insti¬ tute a new government, laying its founda¬ tion on such principles, and organi¬ zing its powers in such torm, as to them shall seem most likely to eft'ect their safety and happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate, that governments long estab¬ lished shouhl not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all ex¬ perience hath shuwn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer while evils are suffefable lhan to right themselves by abolishing the lorins to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of P'or cutting off our trade vvilh all part* ofthe world: For imposing taxes on us without our consent: Por depriving us, in many cases, of the benefits of trial by jury : For transporting us bt'ynnd the seas, fo be tried for pretended oU'ences : For abolishing the free system of En¬ glish laws in a neighboring province, cs-^ tablisliing therein an arbitrary government, and enlarging its boundaries, so as to ren¬ der it at once an example and fit instru¬ ment for introducing the same absolute rule into these colonies : For taking away our charters, abolishing our most valuable laws, and altering fUn-* damentally. Ihe forms of ourgoverhments; For suspending our legislatures, and declaring themselves invested vvitii phwers to legislate in all cases whatsaever. lie has abdicated government here, by declaring us out nf nis protection, and waging war against us. He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our'towns,afid destroyed tho lives of our people. He is lit this liitic Iransporlihg large armies of foreign mercenaries to complete the work ol death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with cir6umstah6es of cru¬ elly and Iperfidy, scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally un- worlh.y the head 6f a civilized nation. He has constrained our felloW-citizens, taken captive on the high seas, to bear arms against their counlry, to become the executioners of their friends and brethren, or lo fall themselves by their hands. He bas excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavored to bring on the inhabitants of o'jr frontiers, the is it truel" oneof his acquaintance in- abuses and usurpations, pursuing invaria-1 merciless'Indian savages, whose knowii quires of another who is equelly a stran-l bly the same object, evinces a design tfc Irule of vvarfare is an undistinguished dcs- fer to the truth of the report'. "They 1 reduce them under absolute despotism, it ttruction ol all ages, sexes, anil conditions, ay so," ia the reply; and thus their beliefl is their right, it is their duty to throw oft'l In every slog'e bf these oppressions, wc in its verity is mutually strengthened ;j such government, and to provide new I have petitioned for redress io the most guards for their luture security. Such 1 humble terms: our repealed petitions have has been the patient sufferance of these been answered only by repeated injury.— colonics ; and such is now the necessity A princ;, whose character is thus marked which constrains them to alter their for- Uy every act which may define a tyrant, is Fops and Husbands. We a day or two ago copied a para¬ graph from a contemporary, in relation to the practiceof some young ladies of en¬ couraging the attentions ol boys lo the ex elusion of tliQde ot men; that is to say, of occupying llieir time and attention with the frivolity uf I'nps and dandies, to the neglect ofthe iniluslrious men of business, vvhu are every way qualified to make good husbands, but w\id cannot afford suflicient leisure fur the trifling movements of life. 'Phis is a subject which is in an especial manner worthy the attention of mothers. Society to their daughters is every thing. If they desire to aealhem well married in the world, they should be careful to have them avoid situations and companions in which the atfections arc likely to be enga¬ ged improperly, and there whole lives thus embittered. Firsl love is a Very de¬ lightful tiling in poetry, and when formed with sufficieut maturity ol judgment, and baaed on virtue and character, it is indeed a bright and glorious emanation. Uut there is such a thing as fahe or mistaken aR'eclion. Young people, w\io know little ot the world and ol their ovn hearts, are too apt tu be won by the g'jtter on the surface, and to discover, vvlim too late, that what they mistook lor pur. gold was only its counterfeit. We rtpeat, that parents cannot be too careful insuch mat¬ ters. If they really desire to see their daughters happy, they should erleavour to seek for them in social life aid gen¬ eral society, male companions of proper mental, moral and business habit', and of whom lliey would not be ashamel, in the event of a luutuul passion, as sou-in- liivv,—Pu. Inipiircr. and they separate to scatter vvith new ¦Lea.\ the seeds of delamation. Poor slandered 'victim! God help himl Man will not. Ruined, not by himself; blasted, by a foreign wind; degraded, not by his own vices ; his name cast out as evil; undeservedly ; is he not lo be pitied? Can the slanderer tind a balm of healing virtue sUfHcient to cure and mend the litrart he hus rent and wounded? 'Phat heart, bound up by the Good Phvsician, shall find peace and rest in a lilnd' where no slanderer can approach to defile it! Can he be a child of God who delights in whisperings about the faults ot his bro¬ ther? Is a sanctimonious backbiter fit company tor saints and angels in heaven? Could he prosecute his employment there, how long before heaven would befilled with wrangling? VVould any heaven be left? Is not the propagator equally guilty with the originator ot slander? Is it said, that he does not know the report to be false? Neither does he know it to be true. And where is the necessity for circulating a dubious aspersion? Does he wish lode- grade a fellow worm? Wherefore? The poor brother has already his share of sor¬ rows and of sins. Why crush him with a burden not his own? But suppose the charge wore mainly true. Wlio authorized the slaiider-luver to sit in judgment on his fellows? Has he no private sins which he would shrink from lying bare to the public eye? Let him look within—his heart has a dark cat¬ alogue, hidden indeed, but of deep enough a dye to cover him with shame. Perhaps he has never felt this ; he has never learn¬ ed " the plague ofhis own heart." May God enlighten his eyes. It may be that hig offences are tenfold grater than those ofthe victim whom he holds up to the scorn ol the world! I, myself, know that I am an unworthy sinner; but still I pray, the Lord defend me from the tooth nf the backbiter, and the fang ot the slanderer. SikirLB Speech. mer systems of government. The history of the present king ot Great Uiitain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpa- tlotis, all having in direct object the es¬ tablishment of an absolute tyranny ov<sr these states. 'Vo prove Ihis let /acts be submitted lo a candid world. He has refused to assefit lo laws the most wholesoirte and necessary for the public good unfit lo be the ruler of a free people. Nor have we been wanting in attentions ttl our British bietbri>n. Wo have urnrnrd them, from time lo time, of attempts hy vVie'ir legislature to extend an unwarranta¬ ble jurisdiction over us. We have re¬ minded them of fhe circumstances of our migration and settlement here. We ap-i pealed to their native juslice and magnan¬ imity, and we have conjured them by the He has forbidden his government to ties of our common kindred to disavovv pass laws of immediale and pressing im- these usurpations, which would inevitably CoNNt'niAL.—"Mydcar, did John black them boots?" " How should I know—I haint noth'ii to do with your boots. It's washing day." >¦ But, my love, you needn't speak so cross." " Speak so crossi I didn't speak cross." •'O—yes you did." " I didn't'" " I sav vou did.'* •' I say i didn't." " By gracious! I wont stand this. It's loo bad to be treated in this way. I'll leave you. madam. I'll have a separation." "Oh I Mr. Slob—was ever woman si abused. Here I've been working and wa shing and scrubbing all day long, as hard as ever I could, anil then you come home and act so lo me—jest kos I don't know noth'n about your boots. O! it is too bad, it is--boo-hoo'—boo-hool" "Hem! Well Nancy, I didn't mean to make you cry. Never mind—1 reckon John has blacked my boots. Is them sas. singers to be fried for supper?" •• Ye-c-e-es—mv dear—Igot um for you parllcklcailjV.''—Richmond Slur. portance. unless suspended in their opera tidti, till his assent should be obtained ; and when so suspended he has utterly neglected to attend to them. He has relused lu pass other laws for the accom¬ modation of large districts of people, un¬ less those peuple would relinquish the right of representation in the legislature— a right inestimable to them, and forinida- ble to tyrants o.ily. He has called together legislative bo¬ dies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and listant from tlie repository oftheir public records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing theni into compliance with his measures, Ile has dissolved repieseiilative houses repeatedly, for opposing, with manly firm¬ ness, his invasions ou the rights of the people. lie has refused, for a long time after such dissolution, to cause others to be elected ; whereby the legislative powers, incapable of annihilation, have returned to the people at large, for their exercises; interrupt our connexions and correspon¬ dence, "fhey tot) have been deaf to th'e voice of justice and consanguinity. 'Wc miist, therefore, acquiesce in th6 necessity which denounces our separation, and hold them, ns we hold the rest of mankind— enemies in war, in peace friends. WE. therefore, the representativcsof the United States of America, in general c6n- "ress assembled, appealing to the Siiprcrtie Judge ofthe world, forthe rectitude of our intentions, dp. in the name and by the authority of the good people of these colli- nies, solemnly publish and declare, that these united colonies are, and of right ought to be, free and independent states ; that ihcy arc absolved from all allegiance to the British crown, and that all political connexion between them and the state of Great Britain is, and ought to be, totally dissolved; and that, as free and independent states, they have full p6w- er to levy war. conclude peace, contract alliances, establish commerce, and do all the stute remaining, in the mean time, j other things which independent slates may exposed to all danger of invasion from jof right do. -\iid for the support of this without, and convulsiuns within He has endeavored lo prevent the pop¬ ulation of these states; for that purpose obstructing the laws lor naturalization of foreigners ; refusing to pass others to en¬ courage their migration hither, and raising the conditiuns of new appropriatiuns ot lands. He has obstriicled the adminislration of justice, by retusing his assent to laws for establishing judiciary powers. He has made judges dependent on his will alone, for the tenure of their oflices, and the amuunt and payment cif their salaries. He has erected a multitude of new otTi- cc9, and sent hither swarms of oflicers, to harrass uur peuple, and eat out their substance. He has kept amon^ us. in tihies of peace, standing armies without the consent uf our legislatures. lie has affected to render the liiililary independent Of. and superior to the civil power. He has combined vvith others to subjeci us to a jurisdiction foreign to our cuiisti¬ tution. and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his assent to these acts of preten¬ ded legislation : For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us : For protecting them, by mock trial, from punishment for any murders which they should commit on the inlnbitatits ot these svites: dcclar.'ilion, vith a firm reliance oti the protection of Divine Providence, .ve mulii- ally pledge to each other our lives, 6ur fortunes, and our sacred honor. Ye Ttt.\'r ti.wE TEARS TO siIed.—Hard is the tate ot that man vvho has outgrown his pantaloons and has not sufficient mo¬ ney lo procure a neV/ pair. Every morn¬ ing he forces himself into the torturing garment, a prey to unnatural compressi¬ bility. fJally as he walks the sireets. he dreads every inoment that the strained seams will part ahd exhibit his proper* tions in " Nature's first bloom." Sit he cannol. and to stand is to suff'er. He is in the stocks conlinuallv. Household Skrvice of a Doo.—" I say stranger." said a cottH<te urchin to a Yankee pedlar, "don't wliistle that ere dog avvay." " Wiiy. he aint no use no how, he's so ugly." " 0. but he saves heaps of vvork." "How?" " Why, he always licks the plates and dishes clean, so that they never want wa¬ shing, and mammy says she wouldn^t part with him no how. for our new dug haint got used to mustard yet." Goou Advice to the L.vn'rs.—Never <;ncouragc the gallantry of bny*, if tou winli tin; :id(lri.'««es of ai'iilleuien.
Object Description
Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | The Journal |
Volume | 7 |
Issue | 26 |
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 | 1842-07-06 |
Location Covered | Huntingdon County (Pa.) |
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Original Format | Newspapers |
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Month | 07 |
Day | 06 |
Year | 1842 |
Description
Title | Huntingdon Journal |
Masthead | The Journal |
Volume | 7 |
Issue | 26 |
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 | 1842-07-06 |
Date Digitized | 2007-05-08 |
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 24180 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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THE JOURNAL,.
"ONE COUNTRY, OWt CORStlTBTION, ONE DESTINY.
Vol. Vll, No. 20.]
HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, JULY 6,1842.
[Whole No. 338,
PUBLISHED DY
THEODORE H. CREMER. I
TERMS.
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liCISOSLLAITSOUS.'
The LoTcd and Lost.
Time hath not power to bear away
Thine image from the heart;
No scenes that mark life's onward way
Can bid it hence depart.
Tet, while our souls with anguish riven.
Mourn, loved and lost, for thee;
We raise our tearful eyes to heaven.
And joy that thou art free.
We miss thee from the band so dear That gathers round 6ur hearth, We listen still thy voice to hear Amid our household mirth— We gaze upon thy vacant chair. Thy form we seem to see. We start to find thou art not there, Yet joy that thou art free.
A thousand old familiar things.
Within our childhotxl's home.
Speak of the cherished, absent one.
Who never more shall come.
They wake with mingled bliss and pain.
Fond memories of thee;
But would we call thee back again?
We joy that thou art free!
Amid earth's conflict, woe, and care,
When dark our path appears,
•Tis sweet to know thou canst not share
Our anguish and our tears—
That on thy head no more shall fall
The storms we may not flee:
Yes, safely sheltered from them all,
We joy that thou art free!
For thou hast gained a brighter land.
And death's cold stream ia past—
Thine are the joys, at God's right hand.
That shall forever last;
A krown is on thine angel brow,
Thine eyes the King doth see,
'Phy home is with the seraphs now—
We joy that thou art free!
The Panther's Leap.
A WESTERN SCENE.
The Angel and the Chil{l<
An Angel form, with brow of light, K Watched o'er a sleeping infant's dream. And gazed, as tho' his vissage bright He there beheld as in a stream.
" Fair child, whose face is like to mine, Oh come," he said," and fly with me:
Come forth to happiness divine, Por earth is all unworthy thee.
" Here perfect bliss thou cast not know;
'Phc soul amid its pleasures sighs. All sounds of joy arc full of woe.
Enjoyments are but miseries.
«< Fear stalks amidst the gorgeous shows;
And tho' serene the day may rise. It bsts not brilliant to its close.
And tempests sleep in calmest skies.
" Alas! shall sorrovv, doubts and fears Deform a brow so pure as this!—
And shall the bittcruess of tears Dim those blue eyes that speak of bliss!
" No, no! along the realms of space. Far from all care, let us begone:
Kind Providence shall give thee grace For these few years thou mightst live on.
•< No mourning weeds, no sound of wail Thy chainless spirit shall annoy;
Thy kindred shfll thy absence hail. Even as thy coming gave them joy.
•' No cloud on any brow shall rest, Nought speak of tombs or sadness there;
Of beings like thee, pure and blest. The latest hour should be mott fair."
The angel shook his snowy wings And thro' the fields of ether sped.
Where Heav'n's eternal music rings— .—Mother—alas!—thy son is dead!
Says Tom Tim, " I love year spouse.
Egad she seems a rare rib." I' Yes, yes," quoth Tim, and lub'd his brows,
'.' Dut murk—bli';'s nol a sparc-rii.'"
'Ob, how a mother loves the child she nurs'd.' Ir vvas a fine morning in August, when little Samuel Eaton was about seven years old, thathe was making a dam in the brook that ran before his father's door. He was an only and beautiful child, his moiher almost idoli'/.lng hini, 'Phere he was, with his trousers lucked up about his knees, working like a beaver, his mother's bold eye gleaming out from beneath his sun-burnt hair, with some of his lather's strengih tugging at a large stone in the bed of the stream. "Sammy, you'd better come in. had'nt you 1" said Hannah, in a tone half mother and half male. " Na-o-o, I guess not yet," said Samuel.
An acorn came floating down the water. The boy touk it up—looked at it—was pleased, and " reckoned" in his mind there were more up the "gulley," and when his iiiothei's back was turned, off he started for the acorns. The gorge of the moun¬ tain, into vvhich he was about lo enter, had been formed (the work of centuries) by the attrition of the stream he had just been playing in—and walking on a level that bordered each side of the water, he boldly entered the ravine. Analmostperpendic* ular wall or bank ascended on each side, lo the height ofa hundred feet, composed of crags and rocks fritted by decay and storm into fantastic shape anil position.— A few scattered bushes and trees sought nourishment from the earlh that had fallen from the level above, and excepting their assistance and the unseen surface of the rock, this natural pirapct seemed inacces¬ sible, but lo bird and beast. Abuut an eighth ofa mile from the entrance, a cata¬ ract closed the gorge, throwing np its white veil of mist, seeming guardianship of the spirit waters. The verdant boughs hanging over the bank cast a deep gloom upon the bed below, while so lofty was Ihe distance, they seemed to grow out of the sky. blue patches ot which were to be seen peeping between Ihem.
Hannah Eaton soon missed her boy. but as he had often wandered to the fields where his father was at work, she cnnclu ded he must be there, and checked coming fears vvilh the hope that he would return at the hour of dinner. AVhen he came, Josiah, nor any of his men, knew where he was. Then the agitated mother ex¬ claimed, "He's lost! he's lost! and my poor bo^ will starve and die in the wooJs!" Gathering courage, she hastily summoned her family around her, and despatclitd them all but her husband to search in dif¬ ferent direction in tho neighboring forest. To him she said, "Scour every field you can call your own, and if you can't find him, join me in the gorge."
" He would'nt go to the gorge, Han¬ nah."
" He would go any where." She knew not why, but a presentiment that the boy had followed the course of the stream, dwelt strongly on her mind.
" I can't find him, Hannah," said the husband, as he rejoined her not far trom the mouth of the gorge.
.\n eagle flew past the muther as she entered the ravine. She thought to her¬ self the dreadful birds are tearing my child to pieces; and, frantic, she hastened on. making the walls ofthe cavern echo back with the screams for her offspring. Her only answer was the eternal thunders of the cataract, as if in mockery ol woe, and flinging its cold spr.iy upon her hot and throbbing temples. " Fuol that I am. how can he hear mc." She strained her eyes along the li'u./.y height that peered through the mist, till she could sec no longer, and her eyes filled with tears.
Who but a mother can tell the leelings of a mother's heart? Fear came thick and fast upon the reelin» brain et Hannah.— " Oh, my boy—my uravc boy will die," and wringing her hands in agony, she sank lo her husband's feet.
The pain of " hope deferred " had strained her heart strings to the severest tension, and it seemed as if the rude hand ot despair had broken them all.
The terrified husband threw water tlpoh her pale face, and strove by all the arts he knevv to win her back lo lite. At last she opened her languid eyes, stared wildly around and rose trembling to her feet.— As slie stood, like a heart broken Niobe, " all tears." a fragtvei't of rock came tum¬ bling dovvn the opposite bank. She look¬ ed up. She was herself once more, for half up the ascentslood her ovvn dear boy. Hut even while the glad cry was issuing from her lips, it turned inlo a note of hor¬ ror—" O, mercy—mercj I"
The crag on which he stood projected from the solid rock in such a way as lo hang about twelve teet over the bank.— Right below one of the edges of this crag, partly concealed among some bushes, crouched a panther.
The bold youth was aware of the prox¬ imity of his parents, and the presence of his dangerous enemy, lit about the same'
time. He had rolled down the stone in exultation, to convince his parents of the high station he had attained, and he now stood with another in his hand, drawing it back and looking at them, as if to ask whether he shouul throw it al the terrible animal before him. Till then, the mother seemed immovable in her suspense, but ciinscious of the danger other son, if he irritated the beast, she rushed some dis¬ tance up the rock, and motioned with her head and hand that he should not throw. Yet. with the leeling mind of childhood, and a temper little used to control, he fearlessly threw the fragment with all his might at the ferocious savage. It struck on one of his feet. He gave a sudden growl, lashed his tail with fury, and seem¬ ed about to spring.
"Get your rifle, Josiah I" The poor man stirred not. His glazed eye was fix¬ ed with a look ofdeath upon the panther, and he appeared paralyzed with fear.— His wife leaped from her sland, and pla¬ cing her hands on her husband's shoulders, looked into his face and cried, " Are you a man, Josiah Eaton! Do you love your child 1 He started as if from sleep, and ran wilh furious haste from the ravine.
Agam the mother looked towards her son. Ilc had fallen upun his ktiees, ufid was whispering the little prayers she had taught hiiD, not in coward fear, but an in- dcfinate thought came across his mind thai he must die. 'Phc panther was upon his feet. He stooped to spring. The dis¬ tricted mother could keep still no longer. She rushed up the sleep ascent with the energy ot despair, reckless of the danger, thinking only ol her son. The rocks crumbled and slipped beneath h^r teet, yet she fell not. 'Phe sharp rocks cut her flesh, but she heeded it not. On, on she struggled in her agony.
The ferocious creature paused for a moment, when he heard the wretched mo¬ ther's approach. 'Prue to his naiure, he sprang at the boy. He barely touched the crag, and fetl backward as Hannah ascen¬ ded the opposite side.
"Ah!" said she, laughing deliriously, " the panther must try it again before he parts us, my boy; but wc won't part;" and sinking on her knees before him, she fondly foliJed him to her breast, bathing his young for(5head with her tears.
Unalteiable iu ills ferocity, aiicI tliu manner of gratifying it, the panther again sprang Irom his situation. "This time he was more successful. His fore foot struck the edge of the crag. " He will kill us, mother, he will kill us!" and the boy nes¬ tled closer to his mother's bosom.* The animal struggled to bring his body on the crag—his savage features but a step from the moiher's face. " Go away, go away!" shrieked the mother, hoarse with horror, "you shan't have my childl" Closer- still closer he came—his red eyes flashing lury, and the thick panting of his breath coining in her face. At tliis awful mo¬ ment she hears the faint report of fire-arms from the gulph below—the panther's foot¬ hold fails, his sharp claws loosen from the ruck, and the bafiled beast rolled down the precipice, al the feet of Josiah Eaton. The sud's lail rays gleamed brightly on a liitle group at the mouth of the gorge. They were on their knees—the mother's bleeding hands over the head ot her son, and the voice of prayer going to their Guardi.^n for His mercy in thwarting the PANTiinR's Leap.
From the Presbyterian.
Backbiters and ISlaudcrers.
Slander is petty murder; and that man who wantonly assails the good name of his neighbour, lacks only the opportunity, not the disposition, lo spill his heart's warm blood. How revolting is it. that a living man. soon to die, and stand before Christ'sjudgment-seat, should vvilh mock solemnity whisper in another's ear tales concerning a third person, vvhich he knows or has every reason to suspect to be false. Wretched mortal! If Satan's image is especially to be found on earth, where should we find it but in such o one! 'Phe rattlesnake were as trusty a bosom-friend as he!
He dares not put his hand in his neigh¬ bor's pocket, because the bolt.", and bars, and chains of a prison would reward his presumption ; but ho secretly sets in mo¬ tion a report, which, like the rolling ball of snow, small at first, gathers weight and velocity in its progress, until it is suffi¬ cient lu overwhelm the guiltless sufferer upon whom it is directed.
innocence is no proteclion—virlue is no safe.guard. 'Phe injured man, uncon scious of the gathering shades which threa ten to bedim the brightness of his heart's best jewel, meets a friend with lightsome spirit; but ah! the wonted friendly pres¬ sure replies not to his hearty grasp. No words are needed to tell him there is something wrong—she has a keenness of apprehension whicii is nnt always depen¬ dent on sounds and phrases ; a silent lan¬ guage is her's. Distress and anxiety come upon liim ; but his endeavors to dis-. cover wherein he has otlendedare only so many convincing proofsof his guilt. " And
Declaration oflndcpendencc.
In Congress, July, 4. 1776. The Unanimous Declaration of the Thir¬ teen United .Stales of America.
When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary fur one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them wilh anoiher. and to as¬ sume, among the powers of the earlh, the separate anil equal station to which the laws of nature and nature's God entitled Ihem, a decent respect to the opinions ol mankind requires that they should de¬ clare the causes which impel Ihem to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self evident; —that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator wilh certain unalienable rights; that ainon^ these arc life, liberty, aiid the pursuit of happiiiess. That to secure these rights, governments arc instituted among men. deriving their just powers from the con-, sent of the governed; that whenever any form of government becomes destruc¬ tive of these ends.it is the right ol the people lo alter or abolish it, and to insti¬ tute a new government, laying its founda¬ tion on such principles, and organi¬ zing its powers in such torm, as to them shall seem most likely to eft'ect their safety and happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate, that governments long estab¬ lished shouhl not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all ex¬ perience hath shuwn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer while evils are suffefable lhan to right themselves by abolishing the lorins to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of
P'or cutting off our trade vvilh all part* ofthe world:
For imposing taxes on us without our consent:
Por depriving us, in many cases, of the benefits of trial by jury :
For transporting us bt'ynnd the seas, fo be tried for pretended oU'ences :
For abolishing the free system of En¬ glish laws in a neighboring province, cs-^ tablisliing therein an arbitrary government, and enlarging its boundaries, so as to ren¬ der it at once an example and fit instru¬ ment for introducing the same absolute rule into these colonies :
For taking away our charters, abolishing our most valuable laws, and altering fUn-* damentally. Ihe forms of ourgoverhments; For suspending our legislatures, and declaring themselves invested vvitii phwers to legislate in all cases whatsaever.
lie has abdicated government here, by declaring us out nf nis protection, and waging war against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our'towns,afid destroyed tho lives of our people.
He is lit this liitic Iransporlihg large armies of foreign mercenaries to complete the work ol death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with cir6umstah6es of cru¬ elly and Iperfidy, scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally un- worlh.y the head 6f a civilized nation.
He has constrained our felloW-citizens, taken captive on the high seas, to bear arms against their counlry, to become the executioners of their friends and brethren, or lo fall themselves by their hands.
He bas excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavored to bring on the inhabitants of o'jr frontiers, the
is it truel" oneof his acquaintance in- abuses and usurpations, pursuing invaria-1 merciless'Indian savages, whose knowii quires of another who is equelly a stran-l bly the same object, evinces a design tfc Irule of vvarfare is an undistinguished dcs-
fer to the truth of the report'. "They 1 reduce them under absolute despotism, it ttruction ol all ages, sexes, anil conditions, ay so," ia the reply; and thus their beliefl is their right, it is their duty to throw oft'l In every slog'e bf these oppressions, wc in its verity is mutually strengthened ;j such government, and to provide new I have petitioned for redress io the most
guards for their luture security. Such 1 humble terms: our repealed petitions have has been the patient sufferance of these been answered only by repeated injury.— colonics ; and such is now the necessity A princ;, whose character is thus marked which constrains them to alter their for- Uy every act which may define a tyrant, is
Fops and Husbands.
We a day or two ago copied a para¬ graph from a contemporary, in relation to the practiceof some young ladies of en¬ couraging the attentions ol boys lo the ex elusion of tliQde ot men; that is to say, of occupying llieir time and attention with the frivolity uf I'nps and dandies, to the neglect ofthe iniluslrious men of business, vvhu are every way qualified to make good husbands, but w\id cannot afford suflicient leisure fur the trifling movements of life. 'Phis is a subject which is in an especial manner worthy the attention of mothers. Society to their daughters is every thing. If they desire to aealhem well married in the world, they should be careful to have them avoid situations and companions in which the atfections arc likely to be enga¬ ged improperly, and there whole lives thus embittered. Firsl love is a Very de¬ lightful tiling in poetry, and when formed with sufficieut maturity ol judgment, and baaed on virtue and character, it is indeed a bright and glorious emanation. Uut there is such a thing as fahe or mistaken aR'eclion. Young people, w\io know little ot the world and ol their ovn hearts, are too apt tu be won by the g'jtter on the surface, and to discover, vvlim too late, that what they mistook lor pur. gold was only its counterfeit. We rtpeat, that parents cannot be too careful insuch mat¬ ters. If they really desire to see their daughters happy, they should erleavour to seek for them in social life aid gen¬ eral society, male companions of proper mental, moral and business habit', and of whom lliey would not be ashamel, in the event of a luutuul passion, as sou-in- liivv,—Pu. Inipiircr.
and they separate to scatter vvith new ¦Lea.\ the seeds of delamation.
Poor slandered 'victim! God help himl Man will not. Ruined, not by himself; blasted, by a foreign wind; degraded, not by his own vices ; his name cast out as evil; undeservedly ; is he not lo be pitied? Can the slanderer tind a balm of healing virtue sUfHcient to cure and mend the litrart he hus rent and wounded? 'Phat heart, bound up by the Good Phvsician, shall find peace and rest in a lilnd' where no slanderer can approach to defile it!
Can he be a child of God who delights in whisperings about the faults ot his bro¬ ther? Is a sanctimonious backbiter fit company tor saints and angels in heaven? Could he prosecute his employment there, how long before heaven would befilled with wrangling? VVould any heaven be left?
Is not the propagator equally guilty with the originator ot slander? Is it said, that he does not know the report to be false? Neither does he know it to be true. And where is the necessity for circulating a dubious aspersion? Does he wish lode- grade a fellow worm? Wherefore? The poor brother has already his share of sor¬ rows and of sins. Why crush him with a burden not his own?
But suppose the charge wore mainly true. Wlio authorized the slaiider-luver to sit in judgment on his fellows? Has he no private sins which he would shrink from lying bare to the public eye? Let him look within—his heart has a dark cat¬ alogue, hidden indeed, but of deep enough a dye to cover him with shame. Perhaps he has never felt this ; he has never learn¬ ed " the plague ofhis own heart." May God enlighten his eyes. It may be that hig offences are tenfold grater than those ofthe victim whom he holds up to the scorn ol the world!
I, myself, know that I am an unworthy sinner; but still I pray, the Lord defend me from the tooth nf the backbiter, and the fang ot the slanderer.
SikirLB Speech.
mer systems of government. The history of the present king ot Great Uiitain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpa- tlotis, all having in direct object the es¬ tablishment of an absolute tyranny ov |
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