You VI, No. 14.] 11111,1020 OF THE nUNTINGDON JOURNAL. The " JOURNAL" will be published every Wednesflay morning, at two dollars a year, If paid IN ADVANCE, and if not paid with in six months, two dollars and a half. Every person who obtains five subscribers, and forwards price of subscription, shall be furnished with a sixth copy gratuitously for one year. NJ subscription received for a less period ti than six months, nor any paper discontibued lentil all arrearages are paid. r). %It communications must be addressed tP the Editor, POST PAID, or they will not ~be attended to. .Adveitisementq not exceeding one square, 4111 he inserted three times for one dollar, And for every subsequent insertion, twenty five cents per square will be charged. If no definite orders are given as to the time an advertisement is to be continued, it will be kept in till ordered out, and charged accor- Alingly. AG ENTS, i't' liana s:ado& Journal. Daniel Teague, Orbisonia; David Blair, Esq. Shade Gap; Benjamin Lease, Shirleys burl.; Eliel Smith. Esq. Chilcottstown; Jas. Entriken, jr. C'effre Run; Hugh Madden, Esq. Springfield; Dr. S. S. Dewey, Bir mingham; James Morrow, Union Furnace ; John Sisler, Warrior Mark; James Davis, Esq. West township ; D. H. Moore, Esq Frgnkstown; Eph. Galbreath, Esq. Haiti daye.oriz; Henry Neff, Alexandria; Aaron Burns, Wi lliamsburg; A. J. Stewart, Water Street; Win. Reed, Esq. Morris township; Solamon Hamer,:, 4 1. '9 Mill; James Dysart, Mouth Spruce Creek; Wm. Murray, Esq. Graysville; John Crum, Manor Hill; Jas. E. Stewart, Sinking Valley; L. C. Kessler, Mill Creek. ORPHANS' COURT SALE. TN pursuance of an order of the li. Or phans' Court of Huntingdon county, will he exposed to sale by public vendue ar outcry, on the premises, on Monday the 29th day of March next, the following described real estate, late the property of Benjamin Cornelius, dec'd. to wit—A certain lot or parcel of land situate in Cromwell township, in said county, ad joining another lot of said dec'd. and the Black Log mountain; containing two acres and one quarter, more or less, with a small tannery and a two story dwelling house thereon erected. Terms of Sale:— One half of the pur chase money to , be paid on the confirma tion of the sale, and the residue in one year thereafter with interest, to be secu red by the bond and mortgage of the pur chaser. By the Coin t, JJIIN REED, Clerk. Attendance will be given at the time and place of sale by the undersigned, Ad ministrators of the said dec'd. JOSEPH CORNELIUS, GEORGE CORNELIUS, t Ad m 's . 'February 10, 1841. IN , ' , TICE. ro l itiE business at the Juniata Rolling it. Mill, Huntingdon County Pa., af ter the lot of January 1841, will be con ducted by Samuel Hatfield, John Hat field, and Samuel Hatfield jr., under the name of Samuel Halfeld 4. Sons; and they solicit the attenention of the public to their superior article of Roller Skeet, Flue and Tank Iron. Calla .IXLES BAR IRON OF ALL SIZES made 'out of the best Juniata Blooms which will be furnished on as accommo dating terms as heretofore, and they at the same time thankful for past patronage Samuel Hatfield, John Hatfield, Samuel Hatfield jr. Juniata Rolling Mill, Huntingdon t Ist 1841. (Colinly, Pa. 'ROCKDALE .FOUNDRY, (,i It HE subscribers would respectfully in 4-lis form the citizens of Huntingdon and the adjoining counties, that they have repaired cud newly fitted up the Rockdale Foundry, on Clover Creek, two miles from Williams burg, where they are now prepared to exe cute all orders in their line, of the best ma terials and workmanship, and with prompt ness and despatch. They will keep constantly on hand stoves of every, description, such as Cooking, Ten Plate, Parlor, Coal and Wbod Stoves: Ploughs, Anvils, Hammers, Hollow-ware, and every kind of castings necessary for forges, mills, or machinery of any descrip tion: wagon boxes of all descriptions, &c., which can be had on as good terms as they can be had at any otoer foundry in the eoun ty or state. Remember the Rockdale Foun dry. STEEVENS k KENNEDY. Jankary T, 1841. T .i . ••:,•• E JOURNAL. • ; ay e % e ' POETRY. TEMP PERATE DRINKING. " 'Tis but a drop," the father said, And gave it to his son ; But little did he think a wcrk Of death was then begun. The 'drop' that lured, when the babe Scarce lisped his father's name, Planted a fatal appetite Deep in his infant frame. is '1 is but a drop," the comrades cried, In truant scool boy tone ; "It did not hurt us in our robes— It will not now we're grown." And so theyLdrank the mixture up, That reeling youthful band ; For each had learned to love the taste, From his own father's hand. "'Tis but a drop," the husband said, While his poor wife stood by, In famine, grief and loneliness, And raised the imploring cry. "'Tis but a drop—l'll drink it still— 'Twill never ihjure me . I always drank—so, madam, husk! We never can agree." She wept in vain—in vain:she plead The hunrr of her child, And her own tatter'd dress—the wretch Her mournful words reviled. He took the cup with fiend-like air, And deep and long he drank ; 1 ten dash'd it down, and on .he earth, Insensible he:sank. " 'Tis but a drop—l need it now," The staggering drunkard said ; ..It was my food infancy— My meat, and drink, and bread, A drop—a drop—oh, let me have, 'Twill so refresh my soul!" He took it—trembled; drankand died, Giasping the fatal bowl. WOMAN'S LOVE. Oh! is there in this world of sorrow, Where hopes are blighted, joys decay, One charm that lasts beyond the morrow, To bid our longing spirits stay? Oh! is there, when by grief and sadness, Our aching hearts are oft opprest, One friendly star of joyful gladness, That shines more Lrightly L than the rest.? Alt! yes, there is one charm that bindeth Our youthful hearts 'round virtue's shrine; There is one star that brighter shineth, When other orbs have ceased to shine. There is one ray of light to guide us, While thro' this darksome wild we rove ; Whatever may on earth betide us, 'Tis WOMAN'S NEVER-DYING LOVE! Slathers alter all, Colonel Ethan Allen was a bold officer of the American Revolution. Ile could lace the enemies of his country with the most undaunted bravery, and in the field of battle he never shrunk from danger.— But he was an opposer to Christianity, and gloried in the character of an infidel. His wife, however, was a pious woman, and taught her children in the way of pi ety, while he told them it was a delusion. But there was an hour coming when Col. Allen'sonfidence in his own sentiments would be closely tried. A„eloved daUghter was taken sick— he receiud, a message that she was dying; he hastaWll to her bedside, anxious to hear her dying words. "Father," said she, "I am about to die: shall I believe in the principles which you have t.".". :ht me, or shall I believe what my ef ~n 01 , ;:r has taught ::r 1 This was n . affecting scene. The in. trepid Colonel became e:::einely agita!:'d. his lip quivered, 'his whole frame s:19ok; and after waiting a few moments, he re pied, "Believe as your mother has taught you!" Printing. In casting light upon the habitable world, it is second to nothing but the sun himself. Wherever the Art of Printing is encouraged, there you will see super stition flee, to make way for truth, liber ty, and intelligence. Kings turn ghastly pale at the thought of this "angel of light" scanning their character, and demostras ting to their subjects that they are capa ble of ridding themselves of tyranny, by dethroning Royalty and. instituting free government in its stead. • "ONE COUNTRY, ONE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY." A. W. BENEDICT PIUBLISTIER AND PROPRIETOR. HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, MARCH 17. 1841. From the Cincinnati Mirror: THE COMPROMISE. A TALE FOR 'TRUE LOVERS.' "The course of true love• never did: run smooth." When persons have arrived at a certain period in life, it is astonishing with what grasp habits cling to them. You may rec tify a crook in a sapling,ibut you can°nev er untwist a knot on a grown-up tree. Cross-grained it is, and do what you may —cross-grained it will remain. Speas king of knots and cross-grained things puts the in mind of a knotty friend I once hail. People are very much mistaken, by the way, when they say old bachelors are crusty. They are not crusty—that is if you have act ust of bread or a crust oil ice in your mind—for they are of a hard ness or iceness from rib to back-bone, and therefore no crust about them. That they are knotty, I admit; and if you have in genuity to unite one who has been in, the habit of consulting his own will, you may as well not despair of finding the philo sopher's stone yet, as your sagacity is ful ly up to the discovery of any thing. Well, I had a knotty friend, named Hill Tompkins, who never perpetrated but one pun in his life, and that was when a certain lady told him truce that he was the most knotty fellow she ever saw. Will, with a leer in his left eye, replied that she was more nolty by half, as he had been beseeching her to get ready for the altar and bridal for the last six months and every time he asked her if she was ready, she replied she was not—not—not. And that, continued W ill, is evidence e nough that there ate more nets about you than there are about me. "You want me to get ready for the bri dal and the altar, do you Mr. Will 'Pomp kins," replied the fair one; will let you know that I am neither a horse nor a cul prit, and therefore I will riot have a bridle in my mouth, nor a huller about my neck." I forgot to describe this couple, and 1 therefore have got for to do it, as the old ballads phrase it. Will was three and thirty; corn-fed and corpulent—with tel tale marks of red on the extreme end of his nose—fond of the sex, and consequent ly of good living --and a lover of jokes and his own way of doing things. /till had a streak of waggishness in his flesh— his natural lymph was all turned to good humor--and was altogether unequalled for the heartiness of his laugh, which emo tion would cause his cheeks to be lifted up to the almost total eclipse of that bright little luminary, his eye, which would twinkle in the shadow cast upon it, in a marine' provocative of the most ludi crous glee. How did Will manage to pre serve his celibacy? Ali! thereby hangs a a tale, which, if you will give me time, I'll tell you. But I must describe Miss Susan Ilauthorn first. She was twenty five—single ladies never get into the se cond quarter of a century—she hail a black eye, which Will told her lucked like Venus, because it was bright and cold; and he used to worship it every evening, as they do the evening star in Persia. Miss Ilauthorn's cheek was like one ot those roses which are always in bloom— her brow was white like a lily—her lip was red like a honey suckle; and thus much for the botany of her face, which like an eglantine blossom, was fair and delicate, and wholesome to look upon. There was an attachment subsisting he Itween Will and Miss Ilauthorn, of some years' standing. The people wondered why matrimony, or a squabble or some such interesting issue, was not forthcom ing. In vain did they attack either of the parties—there was a crotchet somewhere, but what it was, was the question which no one could answer. All the girls thought it must be Miss Hauthorn's fault, and all the men suspected Will. Thus were the sexes by the ear. Many were the in genious speculations as to the cause, which were set afloat, as month after month rolled away, and Will visited Miss Hauthorn and she did not change her name. Nobody suspected them of a Pia - - tonic attachment, as neither of them were poetical enough for any thing of that na ture. Might it not be remnance? Is there no 1 . 0 „,..? for romance about an old bache lolureor old maid's heart? The truth is, poop ; t ; are not aware that romance Plays around a brow . that haa a wrinkle it, although some of the most ;Tmana be• ings in the world are those who have tiZ:P. vived the "equinoctial line ot life," thirty years, and have preserved their single blessedness without a flaw. Did you nev er see an old bachelor, with a kw grey hairs lightly sprinkled over a silver crown talking about moonshine and Moor's mels odies, sentiment and sonnets, to a tatty with a withering blossom on her cheek, while she sighed, and fidgetted, and blush ed, as his words stole unconciouslyto her heartl—Did you never see anything of this kind! '1 hen, I can tell you that yea have never wi&aessed the moat interesting eshtbition of romance, which is indicated in human actions. Will and Miss Hauthorn took their own time to arrange their affdirs, and the world wondered on. Public curiosity does not act like a spur on these ancient folks. They are deliberate on the sell. ous business of matrimony, and they are not to be forced into it precipitately by a ny amount of scandal arid small talk that a generous public can bring to bear upon them, Among those who wondered most at the dilatoriness of our young hero and he roine, was a lady oy the name of Mary . Warland. It was her opinion, that it they meant to marry for the sake of the happiness which was to result from the connexion, tt was high time they were a bout tt. Miss Warland was a faded beau ty of thirty—that is to say, twenty-five. Rumor, which never lies, asserted that a bout ten years previously, Will had offer ed himself to, and was rejected by Miss Warland, who at that time had an eye on a naval officer, who was floerishing like ,a moth about the brilliancy of her beauty, and getting signed at every turn. The lieutenant was suddenly called away to, the service, and Miss Warland, after sob bing and languishing for a week, turned her eye with a mollified expression on' Will.. But Will, like a philosopher, had already begun to besiege another lady's affections; and Miss found out, ton late, that she had committed a sad blunder when her hopes of an officer induced her to consign [kill to all the pains and penal ties of unrequited love. Judge of Miss Warland's surprise, then when Will, ten years after, again, retur ned to , her, with visits most flattering for their frequency. She fancied she saw in, his attentions, indications of a genuine passion in its incipiency. She forthwith made up her mind that she was wiser than she had been before, and that ►f, Will, like the prodigal son, after years of wan dering abroad, should return to her house she would extent both her arms and give him the embrace of a hearty welcome. Her heart had expelled its love fur milita ry glory, and renewed the palpitations of its younger days, whenever Will favored her with his presence. Our hero visited her frequently, and attended to all her pleasure with wonderful assiduity for sev eral months, and the town began to think that theaffair between Miss Hauthorn and himself was out—that is to say, that he had got his walking paper's—and that Miss Weiland would, after all, be the chosen object of H. ill's heart, and the deposito ry of his most sacred affections. Suddenly, Pi ill deserted Miss II arland wheeled right about, and resumd his at tentions towards Miss Hauthorn, who had , evidently pined away as long as Mil made his devoirs at the shrine of her rival. There was a mystery in all this which people could not solve. Shall Ido my , sell the pleasure of solving the affair for 'you. Real ing Miss Hauthorh's age in mind, ►t will not appear singular if she was a lit , tle, just a little, squamish, and quite las tiduous. She had a tew prejudices which seemed to poirts unconquerable force. For ►stance, r .vould have died, rather than have dwelt under the same roof where a kitten inhaled the breath of life. Next to her hatred of kittens, was her hatred of tobacco—particularly of segars. She protested it would kill her to look upon the mouth of her husband smoking like a foul chimney of a damp day. Now Will, of all things, loved a fragrant se gar, and nest to it he loved Miss Hail thorn, and he loved his own will better ! than the will of any body else. A dilem ma is now easily imaginable. Miss Mu thorn had engaged herself to Will, before she was aware of his failing, and one night as he was about saluting her in a most affectionate manner, she shrunk back from his embrace, and --fain ted. She Caine to, and assured Will that it was the odor of his breath, tainted with pestilential sugar smoke, which had caused her syncope. She besought hint to torsake the filthy practice, and he promised her that he would not! She was vexed, and hastily declared she wanld never marry him, or suffer him to take any liberty with hes, until he had de slated from the practice of smoking. here, then, they were at an issue. Alas says the poet— 'Alas! how slight a cause ttFy move Dissension betwixt hearts thiit love.' They exhausted their powers of glo que2ce and argumeat, on the question of smokin g . Neither part, flinched from their ori g inal poeition. thus they cour ted, and quarrelled for two years. One night Will, whose patience was well nigh exhausted, went to see Miss Hauthorn as usual. The lady received him, as she al ways did, with kindness. For an hour they talked over the affairs of the neigh. borhood, and then Will told her that he had made his mind up to one thing. II hile the lady listened with great attention, Will deliberately drew from his pocket a match and paper, placed a segar in his mouth, icade nre and lit it. iss—Susan—l—want—you' said he, with a putt at every word,--qo give me a final asuwer. Will you accept me, as I am? will not, so long as you are so filthy as to smoke' qs--that—finalP—said Will, puffing. .Yes--and your impudence is most un. exampled. 'Farewell,' said Will, and of be star• ted, with a volume of smoke wreathing about his head. Several nights went and came, but Will came not. Miss Hauthorn scarcely knew whether to laugh or cry, at what she ter med his obstinacy. She was not &little alarmed, when tidings reached her, that Will, instead of shooting a bullet through his heat t, was engaged in the very silly business of shooting darts at Miss War. land's heart. Gradually the flower faded from Miss Ilauthorn's cheek, and the lus tre forsook her eye, and a pain gathered in her breast. She thought she would have the consumption, and becom the vic tim of a broken heart. Never was mai den in so sad a plight. Should she give way? No, the mere thought of smoke was insufferable. She would discard ?till, she thought so she would; and then she shed a flood of tears to moisten and keep alive her resolution. One day, as she was lamenting her dis consolate condition, Will came upon her —segarlessl He told';her his affections were all her's--with the exception of moiety, which belonged to segars— and if she was willing to take him with his infir mities, he was at her disposal; if not, he' would take her rival, Miss ffarland. She told him her mind was flied, irrevo cably, and then burst into tears. Will could brave the battery of her vocal elo quence, but there was a pathos in her tears, which unmanned him, and he left her. fu an hour alter, she received a pink billet. "Dear Susan: / will west you h4l way. I will compromise our difficulty. I now smoke six per day—l will come down to three--one after each nice?. Tw7l die, or what is worse, marry if you do not agree to this proposition. Yours, ever, Win." This proposition wrought a mericle, and the quarrel ended in smoke. The chasm between the lovers was bridged, Miss Hauthorn's visage amended hourly. Miss Warland was left in the lurch, and Will puffed away, and faced the firm of his inamorata, in smoke which reached a bove him, For fear of farther difficulties, they pro ceeded to the issue with commendable expedition, and in a fortnight d ill led the blushing damsel to the altar. Useful Hints. The world wants regulating; things are not going on as they should do, and we'll just drop a few hints that may be found useful in setting it right. First and foremost, people all through the country are so scrupulously exact in paying for newspapers. Papers were ne ver printed to be paid for; it is a vulgar error to suppose so. There is a . foolish prejudice still extant concerning umbrellas; seine eccentric people maintain that a man should use his own instead of any other that he may hap- . pen to pick up. This cries loudly for correction. When in an editorial sanctum, many persons immagine it necessary to be spee dy in doimr b what business they may have with the editor, thinking they must not tumble over papers, examine manuscript, I Szc. This is all nonsense. The way for a man to make himself agreeable in an editor's office, is to open all the exchange papers; read, and throw them aside any. where ; talk loud, and, if about nothing, so much the better; pick up what the ed, itor has written, read and criticise; take the arm chair, and don't forg et to put your feet upon the table; in short, make yourself perfectly sociable, and you'll do. If the editor is in your way, kick him out. Tailors of late years have grown into an impudent habit of asking payment of their bills, and some honest simpletons countenance them in it. Never pay tail , ors. Dou't be foolish, and give or lend to poor relations, or any person in distress. The world is entirely too much given to this. Keep your memory awake, and don'l forget lunch at eleven sod a half o'clock in the morning. Theca lunch observan. ces are too much neglected in New Or leans. When you purchase a ticket in the lot- tery, be sure to draw a prize ; ►t is a known tact, though nobody can account for it, that several persons have drawn blanks Eat and drink by all means ; never let [WHOLE No. 274 a day pass without eating and drinking.. Just attend to this hint, and after a little practice you will find there is a great deal of pleasure in following the habit. Never take an umbrella into the street when rain is falling. It is quite a common custom to do so, and the article is sure to get wet. If you have a remarkable fine set of teeth, never laugh. When a man treadson your corns, Deo. ver forget to thank him kindly, and re quest a continuance of further favors. When introduced into a painter's "ate lier," be sure to recognise none of hi■ portraits, and you will render yourself still more agreeable by sJoesting soma little improvements in coloring to the ar tist. IT you have been poor and have grown rich, be sure to forget every one of your former acquaintance, and that as speedily as possible. Above all things, never take a hint, for there is always something more substan- tial in reserve, which you may as well. have as not. Horse Trading. It is sometimes amusing to hear a couple of jockies trading in horse flesh. They are generally the "hit or miss" portion of community, and rely more upon 'chances' than any other class of business men.-- An instance of this kind, in which one of our neighbors was concerned, came. oft the other day, and exemplifies the gravi ty with which the sucker swallows a costs ly joke. "How will you trade?" was the inter rogatory of the stranger. "Unsight, unseen," replied neighbor B. "Agreed," said the stranger, "provided w answer my questions, and pay five Alars for every falsehood you tell me." "Done," said Mr. B. "Is he sound in his limbs?" "Yes." "Is he sound in wind?" "Yes." "Has he good eyes'!" "Yes." "Then how will you tradel" "Give me seventy-five dollars." "I'll give you fifty." "Done." The money was counted down. an& neighbor B. putting $45 in his pocket. handed back $5 to the stranger. "What is that for?" "Why I told you one falsehood." ^'What was it?" "My horse is wind-broken." It is needless to add any thing more way of comment. "The thing was out. 1 ! —Pottsville Emporium. A Temperance Story. 'ne Baltimore Clipper relates a pleas. ant anecdote in relation to a Temperanco Pledge, as follows: "4. very beautiful young lady on the Point, not long since, signed her name to a temperance pledge, one article of whirls prohibited her receiving the affectionate attention of any young gentleman who was in any way given to intemperance. It happened that the tender hearted dame had at the very time she had put her name• to the paper, a beau with whom she was well pleased, but who, unfortunately, (ac cording to report) took occasionally "a knife too much." The maiden was there fore under the painful necessity of addres sing her 'fondly loved one,' a polite note. stating her situation, the nature of the pledge she had taken, and the utter im• possibility of her ever after receiving his. attention as a lover. "I love you as purely as ever," was the language of the note, "but my word has. gone forth, and honor bids me to respond to your kindness, only in the light of a friend." The young man found himself complete ly subdued. The words 'I love you ae. purely as ever,' were too potent. Deter. mined not to forfeit such affection, he• sought the earliest opportunity to be a tent perance advocate himself, signed a pledge. unit is now a member of the Washington Temperance Society. Young love's dream with them have already brighten ed into engagement, and is, we under stand, shortly tube consummated in mat rimony. Powerful and beautiful is thy influence oh woman." A Drink. He drank a jug of beer—he revelled in the foam•covered liquid—he swallowed it wildly, furiously— paused for breath—a- gain sank his mouth, chin, and nose into the gigantic tankard, and with a deep gulp of satisfaction, tossed the empty u tensil into the fire, and with an appalling with that, shook the rafters et the crazy old barn, shouted, 'tie done, ha! ha! I've swigged it all—all, every drop, ha! ha!
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