y fr ms of Pnbllcatlsn, the TIOGA COUNTY AGITATOR is pub .usd every ThorwUy Morning, and maifcd to sob SbersTthe very reuonabte price of On* Bol us per annum, invariably in advance. It is intend ed to notify every subscriber when the term for which he has paid ahall have expired, by the stamp —“Time Oat," on the,margin of the last paper. The paper will then be stopped until a further re millancebe received. BjUlna arrangement no man ran be bronchi in debt to the printer. Tb* AoiTiToa is the Official Paper of the Conn Wll h a large and steadily increasing circulation reaching into nearly every neighborhood in the <Vmntyf It is seal free of pottage to any Post office within the county limits, and to those living within the limits, hot whose most conrenientpastaffiee may in an adjoining County. Business Cards, not exceeding 5 lines, paper in cluded, »i per year. For the Agitator. THE FLAG OF OUR UNION, Our stars and stripes are waving Far over land and &ea. And proudly still we call oar home America the fret. We look to distant countries That boast a kingly throne. And self-cornplacenlly compare Their people with oar own; * Bat the Africans who toil Un re paid on soothers soil. May be pardoned for the thought— “ What to ui bath freedom brought V * Well may blushes crimson. Every manly check, Blushes for the wrong we do To the poor and weak. ‘Toiling on io ignorance Brerr dreary year, “Maasa” buys, and u Massa** sells All they hold most dear. Tbongh all darkened be the mind, And the manners unrefined, , Still will bleed the captive heart When the child and parent port. If at lost the fugitive Weariea of his pain. Laws of “These United States** Send him back again— Though we pHy England's poor, And at monarch® scoff. Where Victoria's role begins Slavery’s bonds fail off. Tt is time that we begin To look less on others' sin, , And regard the crime at home Ere a day of reckoning come. So many wrongs unrighlcd— Impartial laws so few, Oh ! earnest hearts and active hands Can &nd enough to do. Let freemen's efforts strengthen As southern power increases, And never give the contest up Until oppression ceases. , We shall never see the day. Bat oar children's children may,— When the stars and stripes shall wave O'er the truly free and brave. THE ADVENTURES OF A MEDICAL STUDENT. BY THOMAS F. FITZSIMO3S. II was in the year 1830 that my father took the liberty of binding me to an apothe cary, who was then transacting business in one of the most crowded, although certainly noi the most fashionable thoroughfare in the metropolis. I had attained the age of twelve when I entered the store, and visions of liq uorice feasts and lots of O-dee-col-log now •danced through my brain. Although I was col permitted to choose the profession I wish ed to follow, still I was perfectly satisfied, and went to work like a hero./ The first week I washed the windows, broke bottles and spilled medicines; but the second week, Doctor Bolus, chief cook, owner and bottle washer of the establishment, came to the sage conclusion that I was “ old and ugly enough” to commence what he termed the rudiments of the profession at once. Ac cordingly, a pq-tle was pul into my hands, into which Bblu, had placed some “ black buttons," as I then called them, and he then showed me how to reduce the “ black but tons 1 ’ to powder. “ Now, my boy,” said Bolus, who was a cross,-thin, long back, religious, consump live specimen of a human abortion, “ now, imy boy, you must remember that these are the beans of nux vomica, and that they pos sess numerous and excellent medicinal qual ities. Bulat present the chief object is for you to remember the Latin terms. So do not forgel that these cylindrical substances, convex on one side and concave on the other are the beans of nux vomica .” “ Oh, yea,” said I, brightening up, and imagining myself an accomplished apothe cary in a moment, “ oh, yes, I’ll remember ; those are ihe beans of nuts, nuts vomit yer, that’s it.” “ N T ux what V asked Bolus, sharply. “ Nets vomit yer,” answered I with an in- innocent stare. “ Be careful, child, in your pronunciation” •aid he, “ or I may be under the painful ne cessity of boxing your ears and thus say tog, he left roe (o powder the ‘nuts vomit yer,’ which I endeavored to do until late in the evening wiihout success, for the obstin ate beans seemed to be made of Indian rub ber. It would only be tiresome to the reader for me to recount the numerous awkward mis takes 1 committed during the first two years cf ray apprenticeah.p, and moreover, they would be devoid of interest; therefore,' we will pass over them and again commence our •ale. During my first two years I had rapidly progressed in all the branches of my profes. •ion, but more especially in chemistry; and tae blundering apprentice, who, two years be rim] °^ W 001 sab Pro:n catn 'P. could now «ni.l r e,er '^i*P. lain '^ e medicinal prop, to iKa°« , "®®' c ' ne from cream of tartar ■ potassy fetrocyanuretum.’ end ®°^ us still owned tho store, fretful *r!i 10 * )ecome tnore and more and f Pee !’ sh eTRr y day. He preached «dltL P and C r Ced ; ,hat is 10 he -he bemo »> P re pared the medicine ; but not -0 preach* f 1 W ' th P ract ‘ si ag. 1 determined lus sT C Ml 8 ° ,aod ’ acc °rdingly, if Mr. Bo ally nr h* p P?° 10 be called out profession, happen , 0l j a °d if a patient should age and j dro ** ‘ D ’ * ou ld don a grave vis n,y '«Pperior' n R S | lf lbe honor of representing —bad , „° olus —'“Prescribe —hem—haw to my nn rl ' aDI ! “-tribute half the profits worth as n? 10 ? 118 - 8, **-‘-*-—8 ray advice was for the • ** lbe me d>cine. 1 was right, tay advi cp ICme was hqporice-waler 5 and P r “=eedin g s~,T“ mT: 0f if lhele Mr, Bolut r “ h ° d ** • een or heard of by drubbinir ’ p°" P*3- -ho forfeit by a sound have n '*° wev f. r > I usually managed to Bolgg woni j DI * * hen 1 waa ’certain os would not be in the store, although, 1 YOL. IV. now nod then, I managed to get into scrapes from" which I was often obliged to lax my ingenuity to the utmost to extricate myself. It was one dismal afternoon in January that Bolus left the store for the purpose of making some calls in the upper part of the city, and I was confident that it would be souk lime ere be relumed. Accordingly, 1 washed my face and bands and combed my hair—a process which seldom troubled me— and taking Bolus’s easy chair, I threw jny legs on (he counter, and leaning back I heartily wished a patienr would make bis or her appearance. Fortune seemed to favor my wishes, for in a few minutes a stalwart Irishman entered, carrying his band in a •ling. “Well, sir," said I, as be approached, “can I do anything (or you to-day V’ “An’ are yersel’ the docthur 1" “Yes, sir,” answered I, determined to make a spec, “what is the matter, sir!” •‘Well, sur, I have a bloody sore finger here, and I hem to see if you would be afther advisin’ me to have it lanshed.” “Ah, yes. Let me see, sir. Hem ; bad case, air, bad case. Afraid amputation un avoidable ; lancing best thing.” ■ “An’ will yersel’ lanah it, sur?” “Certainly, sir; but it will cost half a dollar P 1 “Half a dollar, is id ?” Faith, an’ its more’n I have. Can’t ye give it a wee cu I for a quarter, and long life to yer honor ?” “No, sir,” answered 1, as if my dignity had been insulted. “No, sir; the charge is usually more; but, inasmuch as I perceived your situation in life, I only asked you half price.” The Irishman soon came to my terms, and accordingly I went in search of a lancet for the purpose of performing my first blood letting operation. It was in vain, however, that I sought the lancet—it was not to be found, and I was obliged to resort to a dis secting scalpel, which was not much sharper than my own rusty jack-knife. However, nothing daunted, and adopting the maxim, “necessity knows no law,” I finally clutched the murderous weapon, and boldly rushed forth to the operation. Although my band trembled as I was about making an incision with the scalpel, 1 did very well, and I congratulated myself upon the successful issue of my first attempt at surgery. Virginia. The fifty cents were promptly paid, and my patient look his departure. A week bad nearly obliterated the occurrence from my memory, when one morning, to my con sternation and dismay, who should enter the store but my patient, the Irishman, with his band still in a sling. Without being seen, I dodged behind the counter, in order to escape ; the observation of “my patient,” who walked! up to Bolus, who was siauding with his back to the stove, with the query : “Where is the docthur?” “I am the doctor, sir,” answered Bolus, “what is it you wish 1” is it?” answered the Irishman, ■'be jabers I wish you and yer lanshin’ were at the devil, bad luck to ye.” “I am afraid, sir, you have mistaken the person.” “Divil a mistake; its either you or yer twin brother.” Vi have no brother, sir.” “Thin it’s yersi-l’ that nearly kilt ’’ “But, my dear air, I do not remember having had the honor of seeing you before,” ‘•Oh ! you doesen’l, eh V’ answered the Irishman, drawing forth his hand, which I had unconsciously poisoned by using the dis secting scalpel, (which at that moment I heartily cursed.) “And mebbe yez doesn’t remimber chargin' me fifty ctnls for killin’ me, bad cess lo yer yaller face and pinched jaw, ya murdherin’ ould thief! Give me me fiftv cinis." “But—but—but, my dear sir,” said Bolus, stammering; “you must undoubtedly be la boring under a mistake. I certainly do not remember lancing your hand. Jacob ! Ja cob!” . “Here, sir,” answered I, as I /grawted from my hiding place, trembling for fear the Irishman woald recognize me t but thanks to my dirty face, and purposely dis, arranged hair, he did not, and I got off scot free. “Jacob,” said Bolua, addressing himself to me, “do you remember of ever seeing this gentleman in 'his store before?” “No, sir !” answered I, boldly, for I never told the truth where a lie would answer, and I had but few qualms of conscience; “I never saw him before !” “The'e. sir,” answered Bolus, turning to the Irishman. “You are undoubtedly labor ing under an optical illusion.” “Thrue,” said the Irishman, beginning to doubt himself; “mebbe I’m mustakin’, but if I am, I must be drunk.” “Possibly,” answered Bolus, quietly, “Yis, I must be drunk,” and so the Irish man look his departure, believing himself to be intoxicated. This unlocked for .'occurrence somewhat ruffled the usually grave but pevisb Bolus, and turning to me he gave me a ringing box on the ears with : “Go wash your face, you dirty ||>i|e scamp.” And thpso were the thanks I received for giving my -evidence and getting him out of the scrape; and I really believe that at that moment I would have wil lingly have given aU- my ill-gotten gains! to have seen the Irishman return. Although 1 complied with the order-without grumbling, still I determined to have revenge, and only waited for a favorable moment to make a practical illustration. I had then been (tudy ing chemistry a long time, and knew well that the slightest concussion would ignite chlorate of potassium, sulphur and saltpeter THE AGITATOR. SeboteU to the Svttnuion cf the ofifmfcom awa tfce Spread of healths Reform; WHILE THEBE SHALL BE A WRONG UNSIGHTED, AND UNTIL “MAN’S INHUMANITY TO MAN” SHALL CEASE, AGITATION MUST CONTINUE. WELLSBORO, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING, MARCH 11, 1858. when mixed, and cause an explosion ; and this knowledge I determined to use in further ing my plan for revenge. I was not obliged to wait long, and I se cretly chuckled in anticipation of my re venge. A few days after I was ordered to powder some brimstone, but not known to Bolus, I-had previously prepared my infernal compound. Bolus always made it a rule to examine my work, and usually gave it the finishing touch himself, and to make “assurance doubly sure,” I had not half powdered the brimstone, when I submitted it to his inspec tion : not, however, until I bad secretly thrown in a handful of my explosive com pound. j “ Doctor,” said I, handing him the pestle, “I can’t l powder this any more, will you see if it is fine enough 1" As I spoke Bolus came forward, but seeing the brimstone hardly broken, he returned me the pestle and a slap oh the ear, (which I duly registered on mv memory, determined to repay with interest,) and told me if I did not pound harder, he would pound me. Here was a nice predicament. If I did as I was told, I would, in all probability, blow my fingers off, and so fall into my own snare. Howevet, there never was a way to get into a scrape that there was not a way to get out, (at least so it appeared to me,) for instead of pounding the ingredients at the bottom of the mortar, I gave the sides such tremendous whacks, that I absolutely elicited the admiration of Doctor Bolus, %ho soon arose to make a second examination. Imag ine his surprise to behold the contents still .unbroken. “What on earth is the matter with this,” said he, as he took the pestle from my hand to strike the fatal blow, “I never saw the like.” In another moment his arm descended, and an explosion, such as I never heard before, was the consequence ; blowing his shirt and coat sleeves from his arm, and burning him severely, though not seriously. “Water! water!” he cried, in agony. "Jacob, get me some water !” In a moment the desired article was in my hand, and at his request I poured it plenti fully over the wounded parts, when, oh hor ror ! what had I done? in the confusion of the moment I had snatched up the wrong bottle, and had ba'bed his arm with the spirits of hartshorn. This was too much for the nerves of poor Bolus, and in the agony which followed he faioted. Here I was ia another predicament. What could I do? I could not run for a physician, and leave Bolus insensible, so I again had recourse to the treacherous ammo nia ; not, however, until I had saturated his arm with linseed oil and lime water. Under the influence of the restorative he soon revived, and then came the tremendous whacks I anticipated my fatal mistake would produce, although Bolus, who was a worse chemist than myself, always remained in ig norance as to the cause of the explosion. In a month Bolus had recovered, and could again attend to his regular business. 1, of course, received the usual amount of whacks per diem, all of which 1 managed to return in one way or another with interest. I was then only fifteen years of age, but young as 1 was, my heart had been hardened and made resentful by the cruel treatment I experienced at the hands of Bolus. 1 had no pity, nu remorse, and all my thoughts were engrossed by schemes for revenge. 1 always had some new trick planned and ready to be put into execution, and, with the exception of one or two, such as'adulterating Bolus's lea with senna, and his coffee with aloes, 1 rarely re peated them. Besides these I invented numerous ways of teasing him. When his longue got started I would whistle Yankee Doodle, and when he struck me I would accidentally break a battle or gradate, or spill some expensive so lution on the floor ; by these and many other minor offences, the reader can easily form a correct opinion of my character. 1 can now cull to memory one day that 1 accidentally let a bottle fail on Bolus’s foot, spattering his clothes with sulphuric acid ; he gave me u severe whipping, and as 1 always moderated my revenge according to the amount of in jury received, so 1 determined the punish ment should be severe. As the reader will perceive, if it was not as painful, it was at least more provoking and ridiculous. The □ext morning was the time for its execution. Luckily I had made up an unusually large quantity of the tincture of galls, and having saturated bis towel thoroughly, 1 hung it up to dry, and then folded it careiully and laid It in its usual place. 1 then powdered some nitrate of silver, and mixing a small quantity of the sulphate of iron with it, 1 threw n into his wash-basin and calmly awaited the result. ' In tbe afternoon and evening I was ex ceedingly careful to perform his bidding with alacrity and precision; and Bolus seemed to be pleased with my willingness ; for as i was about retiring for the night, ha gave ms a glass of root beer—a beverage in which I bad but few opponuoiiies to indulge. How ever, the thoughis of my revenge were sweeter than the beer, and bis kindness bad no effect whatever upon me, I then retired for the night, and, after a refreshing sleep, I arose and had the fire kin dled and the store scrupulously neat ere Bolus made bis appearance. Luckily the dye did not color the skin, immediately, and Bolus remained for a time in sweet uncon sciousness of the trick that bad been played upon him. About eight o’clock I was sent of an er rand, and I was confident that before | re turned, my compound would have worked the intended effect. I lingered on my way back to the store, almost afraid to enter, but fearful lest my prolonged stay might create suspicion, 1 at last made my appearance. At first, I did not credit my own senses; I did indeed intend to blacken Bolus’s face, but I did not intend to make a lattoed canni bal of him ; but there he stood, the -very pic. lure uf despair, striped and blacker than any Ethiopian 1 bad ever beheld. First, he would view his hideous physog in the mirror, and then plunge bis head ioa large tub of water, which stood behind the counter. It.was in vain that 1 endeavored to strangle the laugh which spontaneously arose to my mouth ; my risible propensities were not to be sub dued, and I burst fn a lood and prolonged ha ! ha ! could not help it, for I never beheld a more comical picture than Bolus presented, as he stood behind the counter. In all probability, Bolus thought he was bad enough without being laughed at, and he could brook anything better than making his troubles the object of mirth or ridicule ; and, seizing Ihe heaviest bottle, (which hap pened to be the sulphate of quinine, worth fonr dollars,) he sent it whizzingal mv head, but, dodging it quickly, bang it went through an expensive pane of glass, and was smashed to atoms on the sidewalk. Of course, Bolus became more and more enraged when be saw the damages his “folly” had cost him, but. a crowd having collected around the door, be was obliged to retreat to his “sanctum sanc torum.” It was in vain that Bolus scrubbed and scraped his hands and face with a coarse towel, the obstinate color slill remained ; but one morning a feeling, such as I never felt before, sprang op iu my bosom, and I dropped sooae iodine of potassium in his wash-basin, and for a month after his appearance would lead a person lo believe that he was fast re covering from a severe attack of the jaun dice. It is useless to repeat all the (ricks I played during my apprenticeship, and always at the expense of poor Bolus; and we will let it suffice to say that they were numerous—but, as everything has an end, so has ihe first chapter of ibis tale. Bolus soon died, and at the age of twenlv I en'ered college. Brandy In the Alabama Senate. We find the following amusing story of Alabama Legislative life in a New York ex change. The hero of it, Mr. J. J. Hooper, is the well known author of “Simon Suggs.” The correspondent of the Mobile Tribune writing under dale of Montgomery, Jan. 24, relates the following anecdote of the manner in which members of the Senate of that State manage to gel iheir brandy; but in this in stance “Massa Hooper’s brandy turned up sour.” “1 must tell you a good joke which occurred in the Senate on Saturday. Seve ral of the members of that body are in the habit of wetting iheir whistles in session.— There being no supply of the ardent kept on the hill, they are obliged to send for it to the valley below. On this occasion the inimita ble' Jonce Hooper, editor of the Mail, was reporting proceedings. Knowing that he was ‘up lo snuff,’ an old political war horse ar rested his attention with a wink, and then signified the desire of his colleagues that he [Hooper] would send for a bottle of brandy. Jonce readily complied, and despaicheo his servant who was waiting for copy, on ihe im portant errand. Instead of going to the drug store, as directed, the blnckey went lo the printing office and said to the foreman— “Massa Hooper done tell me lo fotch him a bottle brandy dat he got in de office.” The foreman went to the editorial sanctum, where he found a bottle rolled up in paper, which he to be the one indicated. This he sent by the darkey, who faithfully delivered it to Mr. Hooper. It was circulated among the Senators. Each one after taking a swig made a horrible grimace, which faded into a mischievous smirk as he handed it lo anoth er. In this way the bottle passed silently around till it came back to Jonce, who took one mouthful and then spirted it forth, ex claiming, “What the devil’s this?” “Yes, what the devil is it ?” queried the victimized Senators, “that’s what we should like lo know.” Suddenly the remembrance of a bottle of fever and ague medicine, prepared for a negro servant, flashed upon the mind of Jonce, and-he gave vent lo a regular ha, ha! He surveyed the bottle with a short, comical, quizzical look. It was the identical one, and off he went again with an explosive laugh.— The joke was imparled lo the Senators, and they laughed 100. The members of the House heard of it, and they roared. The news spread and before the expiration of twenty-four hours the whole town Isughed.” “Bite or re Daksed.”—A writer in ihe Atlantic Morilhly , speaking of New Eng land Ministers, gives ihe following anecdote of Or. Bellamy, which some of our preach ers al the prsseni day would do well to profit by :—“A young minister, who had made him self conspicuous for severe and denunciatory style of preaching, came to him one day to inquire why he did not have more success.— “Why, tn»n,’’said the doctor, “can’t you take a lesson of the fisherman t How do you go to work, if you want to catch a trout? You get a little hook and a fine line; you bait it carefully, and throw it in as gently as possi ble, and then you sit and humor your fish till you can get him ashore. Now you get a great cod fish hook and rope line, and thrash it into the water, and bawl out, “Bite or be damned !’’ Jeremy Taylor, speaking of marriage, says, “It is pot written that in the beginning G >d created man .rich and poor, philosophers and peasant, but male and female created he them.” For Tb« Agitator. Tnrkeyatlcal Reflections, BY A BENEDICT. i We had an uncle who ran away |When about fifteen—a barum scarum restless Ipdof whom nothing had been heard for half a dozen years, except that he had gorie 110 sea in a cape Horner before the mast, and about whom my mother and grandmother were continual ly worrying themselves. Well,one pleasant, drowsy summer day when they ; were least thinking of such a thing, in he walked large as life, as good looking a young sailor as ev er sailed from or to the goodly port of Bos ton. He went directly" up to the old lady (who was playing an old fashioned insiromenr With tow strings, now pretty much out of dale) and taking both her aged hands in his, said blunt ly: “Mother, thank God you bre alive —l was afraid you wasn’t.” Fainting wasn't fashionable then, but the old lady; did appear to be on the point of h. ■ She fried to say something but her voice (ailed her ; tried to rise, and had not the strength to do it; sank her head on the old spinning: wheel and fairly broke down. ? ! I was a mere child, but I knew almost as soon as he entered the door that it could be no other than Joe R.,the long missing uncle, and with a child’s instinctive knowledge of character, I cottoned lo him at once. Ah! that was une of the white days for the moth .er and sister of the wanderer; long did they ail after the gloaming, answering his inquiries of old friends, or listening lo his wild stories of the south sea islands—the Spanish main —of a six months sojourn among Ihe Pata gonian Indians, and his Anal release bv an American government vessel. He had final ly shipped on board a brig bound to Ceylon, been promoted to a ‘-Dicky s”j or second male’s berth, was at home agaih with goud health, youih,good looks, and two years wa ges in his pocket, ‘fVVhat' more could a mao ask,” he said. To my childish mind he was the culmination of all that was manly. He had brought a few pine-apples, oranges, bananas and cocoa nuts home wiih him, and 1 remember thinking him the richest man I had over heard or read of. Best of all, he look a decided fancy lo me, kept me wiih him in all his rambles in spile gf my ‘mother’s re monstrances, took me with him to the neigh boring villages, (I had never seen a village before he came,) carried me for miles on “pick-a-back” when my little leg-i were tired, j had me to sleep with him, and laid awake to spin yarns of ships larger than a house. I thought this a whopper, and suggested pig pens! He said no, they were much larger than any house I bad ever seen.jand added | they were very different in shape, and he-i would make me a small ship to give met an I idea of what it was like. He was as good as his .word, and made and rigged me, not a ship, but a schooner, that would dail “off and on” in a pleasant, light breeze, tacking regu larly once in a hundred feet or so) and which rendered me the envy of every urchin within Haifa dozen miles of us. i In going with my uncle Joe lo sail the schooner we had lo pass my old enemy, and so, absorbed was I in my new acquisition that I thought nothing about on turning the corner of the road his gobble smote on my ear, and he as usual charged on me at sight. Instinctively 1 dropped my cherished specimen of naval architecture, and, as of old, m?de for the nearest fence, never supposing for a moment bui mv friendly uncle would settle his hash if I could only avoid the first onset until he could assist me. He did no such thing; on the contrary hedaughed long arid,loud asj fled in deadly fear of my mortal enemy, and when Tom overlook me in thejyery act of doubling up to go over the fence head fore most, giving me a tremendous whack directly astern, 1 thought my amiable relilt vo would explode with laughter. I slunk ajong the in side of the fence for some distance and then got over into the road again, ashamed of my cowardice; was not to get off so. My uncle had walked down! the road a jlinle ways, placed the little schooner which Jhe had picked up, in a safe place, and was .busy in some bushes which grew by the road side. 1 forgot to mention that he was the possessor of an article more desirable than anything I had ever before seen,' in my esti mation. This was a very neat,[substantial, four bladed pocket knife, and bje now came out of the bushes with some sticks (that he was evidently trimming for a purpose) in one hand and the knife in the other. J Theft* was a merry twinkle in his eye, yet l|saw he was in earnest as he addressed raej kindly but firmly : “Charley, mv lad, why [do you run for that red-headed lubber? are you a cow. ard??” 1 told him the : whole story as brief ly as possible; how I had saved the turkey’s life—of his ingratitude and atrocious conduct generally—of my individual set-to and de feat—of the military expedition and its disas trous consequences, lo the maiiden aunt in particular, and ended by expressing a firm belief (hat no boy of my size,'could whip that turkey anyhow. “Seo here” said he, “you have got to lick that fellow, and you pan do it, jjSfou see this stick with the scraggy lop and cdotches ; that is to yoke his neck with when he tries to board you, and when you get his head in lim bo lay it on well with this other. Come, it’s a shame that a bright little felliw like you .should be coved by a turkey. [You go at it and whip him handsomely and t will give you this knife lo remember me bit ; but if you let him whip you, I shall keep knife.’* I look the stick and went towards old fuss and feathers, who had, retired tijt his dignity and was reposing on his t betide (he (ence. F offered bailie with a choking sensa -1 lion about the ihroaf. 1 He charged fiercely— ' bo' it -aas his last chtrge. Ijjremeiabtr a * I ! ' 1 Advertisements will be charged 81 per square nP fourteen lines, for one, or three insertions, and 35 cents fur every subsequent insertion. All advertise ments of less than fourteen lines considered as a. square. The following rates will be charged foe Quarterly, Half-Yearly and Yearly advertising:— . Square, (14 lines,) - 82 50 84 50 86 0O SSquares,. . . . 400 600 8 Oft {column 1000 15 00 20 00 column 00 30 00 40 00 All advertisements not having the a amber of is. aertrans marked upon them, will be kept in unlit or dered oot, and charged accordingly. Posters, Handbills, Bill, and Letter Heads, and all kinds of Jobbing done in country establishments, ;exeented neatly and promptly. Justices’, Consta bles’ and other BLANKS, constantly on hand and printed to order. no. xxxn. hgge fluttering and flapping on the part of the enemy, an almost insane desire on my part to extinguish him, a cheering word occasion ally from uncle Joe, and the final retreat of thie enemy, who, with rumpled feathers ami bloody wattles, sneaked off minus one eye and nearly all his tail which 1 polled out (the (nil, ndt-the eye) as he made a final rush for the barn under which and staid until nearly starved to death. Like bullies, when once whipped be staid whipped ; and it was a common feat afterward for little four year olds, (at our patronizing sugges tion) to slip up on his Wind side and pull hi* venerable beard wilh impunity. The roosters taking advantage of bis forlorn condition I flogged him roundly f even the cat Ceased n> fear him, and the old gander fairly turned the tables on him by pull'Dg out the remainder i of his tail. The moral of all this was “put up” in rerv good shape by uncle foe as he gave me the knife before starling on another voyage:— “There Charley, may be I never shall see you again, but when you look on the knife, remember one thing : • All bullies are cow ards r " -' . The New York correspondent of the Phi'- ndelphia Mercury has the following in te gsrd to that distinguished financier, Beau Hickman, Esq., who visited New York lately to regulate monetary affairs in that quarter : i“A rich scene came off the other dayjn the Marine Court. Your readers will all re member the celebrated Beau Hickman.— Beau has been slaying here for some weeks past at the Florence Hotel, where his bills are paid by his friends in the gambling and sporting lines. Oq Thursday Beau was sub posnaed as a witness in the above Court.— The attorney on the opposite side was a regu lar tartar. - He prides himself upon his skill in examining witnesses, and claims that ho can confuse a witness more successfully than any other member of the bar. One of his methods of doing this is, when the witness hesitates, to snap at him like an angry terri er, worry and abuse him for his hesitation, and then seek to confound and embarrass him. Before this man he was brought for cross examination. Beau took the stand and, after giving his testimony in a very mild manner, was handed over fo’r cross-questioning to this keen set lawyer. He had in his direct tesli mony, affirmed that the sharp lawyer’s client had “no money whatever.” The counsellor, with a look at Beau such as a hungry dog gives at a bone, asked : “How do you know, Mr. Hickman that my client has no money ? Are you the keeper of his pocket-book I” “He; told me so, sir.” “When did he tell you so ?” “ This morning.” “Where, sir T” ,“ln this very room.” “VVhal did he say, sir? Come, give us his very words—none of your inference, sir-” “[ don’t like lo answer that question.” “110, ho ! So you’re afraid lo answer that question, are you ? 1 kr ew I should drive you into a close corner d last. Come out with it, and none of your shirking here.” “I should rather be excused.” “1 shall appeal lo the Court to commit you for contempt.” ■ i “Well sir, if I must answer, he told me this morniogthal he had no money.” “Well, sir, what language did he use?” “Why, I asked him lo loan me half a dol lar and he told me he couldn’t, for you had robbed him of every cent of his money, and if he didn’t get oui of your clutches very soon, his children would starve.” The lawyer had no further questions to ask. A roar of laoghler arose in fhe couit which required some trouble lo check, and by the time the lawyer had collected his thoughts again, the case was decided against him. Novel Cure for Love.— A new and amusing cure for love has lately been found effective, in a fashionable Parisian faubourg! The son of a weallby nobleman became en amoured of his falher’s concierge, (door port er.) and determined to marry her. Themis, locralie papa opposed ; but moved a! las' by the despair of his son, gave his consent will) ihe'proviso that the smitten youth should go to sea for twelve months before the marriage. Shortly after his departure, the father, who had previously observed a tendency emhnn point, in-the young intended, look her under his especial charge, gave her every kind of the most flourishing and succulent food and good wines, forbade her to take exercise as unbecoming in bis fu ure daughter, and, in fact, stall-fed her to such an extent, that when the enamored swain returned from his vear’s voyage; he was horrified to find, instead of the slender, elegant girl he had left, an im mensely fat woman, as big as two Albonts rolled into one. Of course, the ruse wa* successful, and the unfortunate victim of good cheer has beeo pensioned off. Whal is one world ? A dream wilhin a dream—as we grow older eaeh step has an inward awakeing. The youth awakes, and he thinks from childhood ; the lull-grown man despises the pursuits of youth as visionary , 'he old man looks on manhood as a feverish dream. Is death the last sleep? No it is the final awakeino.— Scott, Few men have a readier excuse for their homage than the Grecian sage, who being -asked why philosophers always ran after rich men, while rich|,men never courted philoso phers, reotied, ,l ßecause the latter know they want monev, whi'e the former haven’t tenia enough tj kit .it !l;f-_\ -m -sttiLm. ‘ Rates of Advertising. 3 months. 6 months. 12 taafm Bean Hickman in Court.
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