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What is it? a mourning dress! —water gruel!—a pair of goggles to the eyes of the anient youth?—a lame fool!—a peddler's pack full of invaluable thinjs, but then so heavy! Wisdom is a school-master, with a ferule and a frown, a broad-brimmed bet, and a voice that makes the ears ring. It is al ways hammering away at your ears and your conscience. You are circumscribed within narrow limits. You must not, for your life's sake, go out of bounds. You must not look at the sunshine, nor pluck the fruit, nor bathe in the stream, nor smell the opening flowers. This is wisdom. It makes avarice a habit and suspicion a duty. It checks the ardor of youth, extinguishes the fire of hope and saddens even the bright ness of virtue. Who has it? The old, the wrinkled, the sick, the superannuated— they who have drained the dregs of pleas ure? It is the lesson of rashness, bought by disappointment; and it teaches distrust, melancholy and despair- Give me hope, joy, youth, love! And this brings me back to my subject. Cupid—laughing, rosy, blooming boy! How the sweet mischief troubles men and women, beardlessimpl gray beards, prudes, scholars, philosophers, statesmen; and as forpoetß, such as Frederick—Jove! it makes my heart ache. Poor Frederick! One of my peculiarities is a strong tendency to dif fer in opinion from other people upon al most every possible subject. I never mouth the matter —I come out roundly. I have no doubt the reader is fond of roast beef, and plum pudding. Now, I detest them. Nothing could lie more gross, earthly, stultifying. Besides, no man fond of such stuff does, ever did, or can sit down to such a meal without rnnniug into excess. Then come custard, ice-cream, fruit., almonds, raisins, wine. You rise with a distended stomach and a heavy head, and stagger away with brutish apa thy. lam for light diet —milk, rice, fruit —sweet, harmless things of nature. No lamb bleeds for me. No stately ox is slain that I may feast. Old mother earth sup plies my slender appetites. The det p, deep spring, clear as crystal, the innocent vege tables, ethereal food. Thus lam light as air. lam keenly susceptible to every mor al and natural beauty, which few enthusi astic beef-eat ere are. I differ from everybody in another thing. I believe in love at first sight. We ought to. be able to tell ia a week whether a woman would do for a wife. The judg ment of true love is intuitive; a glance and it is done. A man of genius has in his own imagination a standard of the object of his love —an unexplainable model—the proto type of which exists somewhere in reality, although he may never have seen or heard of her. This is wonderful, but it is true. He wanders about the world, impervious to all the delicious, thrilling, soul-melting beams of beauty, till he reaches the right one. There are blue eyes, they are len der, but they touch not him. There are black, they are piercing, but his heart re mains whole. At length, accident flings him into contact with a creature, he hears the tone of her voice, he feels the warm streams of soul shining from her counte nance. Gaze meets gaze, and thought sparkles into thought, till the magic blaze is kindled, and —they fall in love. it sometimes happens that for one mo del in the imagination of this man of ge nius, there are accidentally two or three prototypes in real life: or rather he has two or three different models. It is a great misfortune for a man to have more models than one. They lead him astray. They mvolve him in diffi culties. They play the mischief with him. And yet metaphysicians and phrenolo gists oght to know that it is no affair of his. If a school-hoy have the organ of de structiveness, you may whip him for kill ing flies, but you must not wonder at hvo some one. Some times two at a time, sometimes twenty." "Heartless!" exclaimed I. "This is not love! Love is sole, absorbing, pure, con stant, immutable." "Hark, ye, - ' said Fred, "I seldom cease to love. Adding another angel to the list does not infer the striking out of any of the others. There is no limit. A man of soul loves just as he happeus to be placet! iu relation to women. I am warmed by them as 1 am when 1 stand in the sunshine. Because 1 have a garden here, when the beams of the god of day fall on my shoul ders with a pleasing ardor, must 1 not feel the warmth when I stand in your garden yonder! It is the great principle—should the object of my early love die, must I be ever thereafter dead to the most exquisite of human passions? DeaMi is only absence. I know twelve pretty women. They are better than men. Nature made them so. They are all different, all excellent, all di vine. Cau 1 be blind? Can I be deaf? Shall 1 deny that their voices are sweet, their hearts tender, theii minds clear, and intelligent? No, 1 love them all —Julia, Mary, Fanny, Helen, llenriette, Eliza. I never think of them without, sensations of delight." Frederick felt a hand upou his shoulder, He looked up. It was Mrs. 8., his wife. "The deuce!" said he. 1 had withdrawn, of course. lam a bachelor myself—cur tain lectures are not iu my way. I have troubles enough of my own. Mrs. B. did not come down to dinner. Mr. B. did not come home to tea. I did not get up uext morning to breakfast, bo 1 could not kuow what was the result. Mrs. B. is one of the loveliest women 1 ever met. i be lieve 1 have two or three models myself. It is pleasant euougli, but then —every rose lias its thorns. "Only think," said she to me, her eyes moistened with tears, hei cheek crimsoned with shame, her heart palpitating with dis tress, "twelve! He loves twelve, he says." "A whole jury!"said I. "It is monstrous!" said she. "Monstrous indeed!" echoed I. "What if I sliould love twelve officers?" said she. "Tit for tat," said I. "Or six," said she. "Too good for him," said I taking her hand. "Or three," said she. "Or one," said I, drawing her towards me and kissing her soft lips, bin; was my only sister and I always loved her. The plot was arranged. Frederick had medi tated a journey of two uays, but was call ed back, by an anonymous note, at nine the same evening. * Tail women are so scarce. \Ye hired tlie uniforms at the tailor's. "1 am thunder struck!" exclaimed Henry tY> me. "The world i 9 at an end. The sun is out. What! Kate —my dear Kate!" lears gushing from bis eyes. "I saw it myself," said the servant. "Kissed her!" "Six times," said John. Frederick caught the pistol, an.l pointed it at his head. 1 wrenched it from his grasp. "Come with me," I said. "Perhaps it may be a mistake." We opened the door softly. In the room Bat Mrs. B—at her feet a richly-dressed young soldier who kissed her hand, re ceived from her a lock of hair, swore he loved her—and left htr with an ardent embrace. "1 am suffocating." said Fred. "Hush!" 1 exclaimed, "bee, there is another. How familiarly he seats himself by her side—takes her hand—" "1 shall strangle to death!" "Patience!" "Dearest colonel!" exclaimed Julia. "The other was only the lieutenant," whispered John. "1 am blessed with too few such faithful friends as you." I held Fred still with the grasp of a giant. "That 1 love you I can not den}-. A woman of soul loves just us she happens to be placed in relation to men. bhe is warmed by their noble characters as she is wheu she stands in the sunshine, it-ia the great prin ciple." "Loveliest of thy sex," said her com panion. Fred burst forth levelling both pistols at the colonel. He pulled the triggers, hut they did not go off. Pistols loaded with sawdust seldom do. The colonel uttered a scream and fled. "Madam!" said Fred, swelling with in dignation, "have you anymore of these af fectionate friends?" "Only eight, my dear husband. Why, what puts you in such a rage?" "Perfidious wretch!" "Hear me," said Mrs. 8., solemnly. "When we married, I intended to devote my life, my actions, my heart to you. From you I expected the same. 1 can see no dis tinction in our relative duties toward each otiier. Love must exist on both sides, or on neither. Whatever may be the opinions of a heartless world, a mar of true genius and of true virtue makes his wife—" "I am not to be pr ached to, traitress," said Fred. "1 leave you now forever; but not till I take vengenance on my new mili tary acquaintances. Where are they?" "They are here," she answered. The door was thrown open, and the two officers, with their chapeaux off, were heard giggling and laughing in a most unmilitary manner. Fred soon discovered the truth and I read him his moral. Husbands all. remember that wives have equal anguish and 9hame with yourselves in receiving a share of affection, though they do not possess your despoii® power in extorting it. The slightest dereliction, even though ouly the carelessness of a mo ment on the part of a wife, stamps her for ever with ignominy and pain; while the ab surd customs of society allow to a man a greater latitude, in slighting, neglecting and deceiving her whose happiness is in his keeping. Of these customs, "the man of true genius" will never take advantage. —Three Petiluma men were re eently hunting on Piute Creek, Lake county, Cal., and killed thirty-two deer. They took 100 pounds of honey from a orcYice in a eUtl. The Two Deaeou*. Between eighty and ninety years ago there lived in Connecticut river valley two farmers, one of whom was named Hunt and the other C'lark. The former, in early life, had been a man ,f strong will and somewhat hasty and violent temper. Some times he had beeu seen beating his oxen over their heads with the handle of his whip in a manner to excite the pity of the bystanders, and wheu expostulated with he excused himself by saying that he had the most fractious team in town. By aud by au alteration took place in the temper of Farmer Hunt. He became mild, forbear ing, and, what was most remarkable, his oxen seemed to improve in disposition at an equal pace with himself. Farmer Hunt joined the church and was an exemplary man. llis neighbors saw the change both iu himself and his team. It was a marvel to the whole town. One of his townsmen asked for tin explanation. Farmer Hunt said: "1 have found out a secret alx>ut my cattle. Formerly they were unmanage able. The more I whipped and clubbed them, the worse they acted. But now when they are unmanageable I go behind my load aud ting 'Old Hundred,' and, strange as it may appear, no sooner have 1 ended than the oxen go along as quietly as I could wish. 1 dou't kiow how it is, but they realty seem to like singing." In the course of a few yea's the two far mers were chosen deac >ns of the church, aud they both adorned their profession. About the time of then election a grievous famine prevailed in the valley, and the farmers generally wt re laying up their coru to plant the eusuing season. A poor man living in the town went to Deacon Hunt and said: "I've come to buy a bushel of corn. Ilea* is the money, it's aliout all 1 can gather." The Deacon told him he could not spare a bushel for love or money. He was keep ing double his usual quantity for seed-corn the next year, and he had to stint his own family. The man urged his suit in vain. At last he,said: "Deucon, if you don't let me have the corn, 1 shall curse you.?* "Curse me!" replied the deacon, "how dare you do so?" "Because," says thy man, "the Bible says so." "Nonsense!" exclaimed Deacon Hunt, "there iu no such thing in the Bible." "Yes, there is ! replied the poor man. "Well," said the dpacorr, "if you can fliid any such text I'll g.ve you a bushel of corn." They went into the house, when the poor man went to the old family Bible; turning to Proverbs xi. 26, be read: "He that wilbholdeth corn, the people shall curse him ; but blessings shall be upon the head of him that uclletii it. , The deacon was faifly caught. "Come along," said he, "and 1 will be as good as uiy ward." He took btm to the *COTti-house, meas -—■ ■—** ot *ft< <-r man to put it into his bag, assisted him to pat it on his shoulders, and, just before his departure, being somewhat of a wag, he said, with a twinkle in his eye: "i say, neighbor, after you have carried this corn huie, go to Deacon C'lark and curse him out of auother bushel." Altiiouclri iu California. Almonds have been raised for years in California, and could, doubtless, be raised in other States with a mild climate if the attempt should be nude with intelligence aud persistency. It is strange that the al mond is not more widely cultivated in this country, lor it is a jrofiiable crop, and we annually import large quantities from the Southern States of Europe. A native of the East aud Africa, especially of Barbary, the tree from twenty to thirty feet high, now grows comphtely wild throughout Southern Europe. In Northern Germany aud Biilain, it is panted for its beautiful flowers, produced k.ost pluntifully, and re sembling those of the peach in form aad color, but generally pder, sometimes even white. The flowers precede the leaves, and add much to shrubberies in March' and April. Even when froas kill the germ of the fruit the flower is tot affected. The almond has numerous vareties, but the prin cipal kinds known to ommerce are bitter and the sweet. Mich as the latter is used for dessert, it coitains very little nourishment, aud of all nits is one of the most difficult of digestion. The almond is pressed for oil, and employed variously in the household, the bitter containing less fixed oil than the sweet aluoud. The bit ter almond is strongly nircotic, derived from the presence of hydrocyanic acid, and saul to act as poison on dogs and some of the smaller animals. Its distilled water is very deleterious to man, and taken in a large dose, will cause almost instantaneous death. Intelligence In Bird*. The Central Prison at Agra is the roostr ing-place of great numbers of the common blue pigeon; they fly ut to the neighboring country for food every morning, aud re turn in the evening; when they drink at a tank just outside the priwrn walls. In this tank are a large number of fresh-water tur tles, which lie in wait fot the pigeons, just under the surface of the vater aud at the •edge of it. Any bird alghting to drink near one of these turtles, Ins a good chance of having its head bitten off and eaten; und the headless bodies of pigeons have been picked up near the water, showing the fate which has sometimes befallen the bird*. The pigeons, however, are aware of tie dangir, and have hit on the follow ing plan to escape it: A pigeon comes in froia its long flight, and as it nears the tant, instead of dying tiown at once to the water's-edge, will cross the tank at about twenty feet above its surface, and then fly hade to the side from which it came, ap parency selecting for alighting a soft spot which it had remarked as it flew over the bank; but eveu when such a spot has been selected the bird will alight at the edge of the water, but >n the bank about a yard from the water, and will then run down quickly to the water, take two or three hurried gilps of it, and then fly off to re- j peat the same process at another part of' the tank .ill its thirst is satisfied. I had often witched the birds doing this, and j could not account for their strange mode of drinking, till told by my friend, the super intendent of the prison, of the turtles which lay in ambush for the pigeons. IT'S eader to tie a knot in a bull's horn than to uiak your wife believe that every other light is a lodge night. The Boatman** Daughter. lii the memorable year of 1814, when the allied armies were concentrated about Paris, a young Lieutenant of Dragoons was engaged with three or four Hungarians, who, after having received several smart strokes from his sabre, managed to send a ball into his shoulder, to pierce his chest with a thrust from a lauce, and to leave him for dead on the bank ofthe river. On the opposite side of the stream, a boatman and lus daughter had been watch ing this unequal fight with tears of deape ratijn. But what could an old unarmed man do, or a pretty girl of 16? However, the old soldier—for such the boatman was —had no soonerscentheofflcerfall from his horse than he and his daughter rowed vig orously for the opposite side. Then, when they had deposited the wounded man in the boat these worthy jieople crossed the river again, but with faint hopes of reach ing the military hospital iu time. "You ifive been hardly treated my boy," said the old gentleman to him "but here am 1, who have gone farther still, and come home." The silent and fixed attitude of Lieuten ant 8. showed the extreme agony of his pains ; anl theherdy boatniau soon dis covered that the bhxxl which was flowing iutcrnally from the wound on his left side would soon terminate his existence. He turned to his youthful daughter. "Mary," he suid, "you have heard me tell of my brother ; he died of just such another wound as this here. Well, now, had there only beeu someliody by to suck the wound, bis life would have beeu saved." The boatm&u then landed, and went to look for two or three soldiers to help him carry the officer, leaving his daughter in charge of him. The girl looked at the sufferer for a second or two. What was her emotion when she heard him sigh so deeply, not that he was resigning lus life in the first flower of his age, but that he should die wi'hout a mother's kiss. "My mother 1 my dear, dear mother!" said he, "I die without —" Her woman's heart told her what he would have saiii. Her bosom heaved with sympathy, and her eyes ran over. Theu she remembered what her father had said; she thought how her uncle's life might have been saved, in an instant quicker than thought, she tore open the officer's coat, and the generous girl recal led him to life with her lips. Amid tnis boiy occupation the sound of footsteps was hard, and the blushing he roine fled to the other end of the boat. Judge of hiT father's surprise, as be came up with the two soldiers, when he saw Lieut, b., whom he expected to tiud dead, open his eyes and ask for his deliverer. The boatman looked at bis child and saw it all. The poor girl came to him with her head bent down. 8h was aliout to excuse herself, v. hen the father, embracing her with cuihusiasm, raised her spirits, and the officer thanked her in these prophetic words: ■"YoQ XUiVc a