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VOL. 6.
BELLEFONTE, THURSDAY MORNING, AUGUST 15, 1861.
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Select Poetry.
MY WIFE IS A WOMAN OF MIND,
My wife is a woman of mind,
And Delville, whe 2xamined her bumps,
Vowed that never wis found in woman
Such large intellectual lumps.
Ideality big as an egg,
Y Casuality great was combined,
He ®harged the ten shillings and. and said—
‘Bir, your wife is a woman of mind.
She’s too clever to care how she looks,
Blhie will horrid blue spectacles wear ;
Not because she supposes they give her
A fine intellectual air.
No she pays no regard to appearance,
And eombs all ier front hair behind ;
Not because she is ‘proud of her forehead,
But because she is a woman of mind.
‘Bhe makes a bushel of verses,
But never a pudding or tart,
If I hint I should like one, she vows
I’m an animal, merely, at heart
‘Though I notice she spurns not the pastry,
. When e’e: at a friend’s we have dined,
And has always had two plates of pudding ;
‘Such plates—for a woman of mind!
Wot a stitch does she do but a distich ;
1 Bends her pens, instead of my clothes;
I have not a shirt with a button,
Not a stocking that’s sound at the toes.
If I ask Her'toiarn me a pair,
She replies the has work more refined !
Besides, to be 'darning of stockings—
1s 2t fit for a woman of mind ?
5 we wrens
Iisoellaneous,
SOLDIER FRITZ.
A certain bright-eyed boy, whose histor:
I wish to relate, was known throughout the
whole city of Bradenburg by the name of
Soldier Fritz. He looked for all the world
like a little general, and was always chosen
one of ‘the commanders-in-chief when his lit-
tle friends had mack battles. Infact, every
‘body said that Fritz was born to be a sol-
dier.
When be was in his thirteenth year, the
war witb France broke out, and the Prussian
regiments, in one of which his father was au
inferior officer, received orders to march to
the river Rhine. A sad day was it when tha:
‘man took leave of his family and kissed them
all good-bye, perhaps, the last for life. Fritz
cried to go with his father, but that could
not be ; he was too young and weak for such
‘an undertaking.
Six months passed away without a word
from from the distant father and husband. —
But one morning shortly afterwards the fam:
ily received a letter from him, containing in-
telligence that he had been in good health.
and bad been raised from his bumble posi~
tion, and made a sergesnt., ** But what is
the use of this new honer,” he continued in
his letter, * if one has cothing to eat? Oh.
if I only had a single peck of our splendid
potatoes | How delicious they would be !—
We have to hunger here on the Rhine for
three days together ; and, indeed, I have not
had a single potato since I left home ”
This part of the letter aroused Fritz so
mach that he stood up in the middle of the
floor, and would not let his mother read an-
other word until she had read this over again
three times, por did he soon forget it. It
pained him severely to think that his father
had no potatoes to eat, while their cellar was
full of the choisest kind.
Several days elapsed and Fritz could think
of nothing else. So, on one occasion, he said
to his mother.
*¢ Mother, give me a sack and I will take
two pecks of potatoes to my father.”
“Are you not dreaming?” replied his
‘mother, smiling, “just think of it. You
would have to carry a sack of potatoes four
hundred miles on your shoulders! Away
with such a thought”
These words were much quicker said than
obeyed. Soldier Fritz tried very hard to for-
get the potatoes, but be could not. Where-
ever he went they would come afresh into his
mind. Eyen when he lay on the bed at night
he could get no rest; and often he would
start up in his sleep and say to himself :—
¢* Father, you shall and must have some of the
potatoes in our cellar.”
One bright morning everybody wondered
why Fritz was not down to breakfast. Ie
was always an early riser, and no one ever
thought of awaking bim. By-and-by his
mother ‘went up stairs and knocked at his
door. Bat she received no reply. So she
went in § but her boy was not there. She
concluded, however, that he had gone out in-
to the meadow for a morning walk, and wo’d
be home again some time during the morn-
ing. But time passed on and Fritz did not
come home. The clock truck twelve—one
two; but he was still absent. Finally
nigh came on ; and the only news they had
concerning Fritz was that he had been seen
on the road about the iddle of the afternoon
with a large sack on his shoulders !
“Alas! alas!” exclaimed his mother. *“ I
shall not see my son again! What madness
to think of taking potatoes to his father 1”
_ Then she went up into his room, and found’
that his Sunday clothes, his new boots, and
a sick he bad begged from her three days
before, were all gone. *‘ He is gone! May
the Lord protect him and bring him safe
home again I” After this short prayer she
wept as if her heart would break. It was
the beginning of many a sorrowful day to
her.
Now I must tell you how Fritz succeeded
in his travels with the sack on his shoulders.
He did not know the way to the river Rhine,
but made inquiries of everybody whom he
met. He had no money; in fact he had
started from home with only nine cents in
his pocket, and it did not take long to find
some use for that, But he thought to him-
seif, “ Wherever I go the people will surely
give me a loaf of bread. I need only tell
them what I have in my bag, and to whom |
am carrying the potatoes. Everybody will
ve glad to shelp me. And after a while I
shall reachh my father. What a surprise it
will be to him! Then will I say to him :—
¢ Father, I have picked out the best potatoes
in our cellar for you, and here they are.””
The hopes that Fritz had of being assisted
by other people were all realized, though it
was not a safe plan for bim to depend upon
them, He found Yenefactors in the inn where
he stopped on ihe first night of kis journey ;
for when the morning came the guests made
him up a purse of eight dollars. By means
of this he mas enabled to ride two days in
the mail coach. But when it was all gone he
shouldered his sack of potatoes again, and
trudged on in the direction of the river Rhine.
At another hotel where he halted to spend
the night tbe landlord asked him where he
was going. Fritz replied by telling him that
his father was in the Prussian army, that he
had written about his having eaten no potas
toes for six months, and also that he had
said in his letter be would like so much to
have soma of the good ones he had left at
some, | “Here's a boy who loves nis pa-
«aid the landlord; wheraupon he
took a paper and pencil, and raised from his
guests a subscription of twenty-eight dollars.
But Fritz would only take seven dollars, for
he said he would not have a eent tore than
would carry him to the Rhine where his
{father was.
Finally, after Fritz had journeyed many a
long mile, be saw in the distance the first
sentinel that kept guard around the Prussian
army.
« Will you be kind encugh to tell me
where my father is?’ was the question he
asked of the soldier,
* Fooligh boy,” answered the Jong-whis-
kered sentinel, ** how do you suppose I know
who vour father ie, or
3”
rents!”
with what regiment he
is connect:
“" I hee x
hurriedly. My fi
Bolievimao,
denburg regiment.
All right, my young friend, you can pass
»
apliad Soldier Frirz,
bar's name is Martin
i « sergeant in the Bran
on.
Then Fritz walked as fast as he could, un-
til he eame to the second sentinel ; then to
the third ; and finally to the adjutant, who
took him by the band, and, after placing him
se!f right in front of him, made a strict ex-
amination of him. But the more he guess
tioned the boy, the more friendly and pleas-
ant he become.
“ Come along with me,” he said, “ I think
we shall be able to find your father without
much trouble.”
So they ‘walked on until they came to a
magnificent tent, from the top of which there
floated a beautiful flag. It was made of fine
silk, and Fritz’s heart bounded for joy as he
saw it streaming in the wind. IIe went into
the tent with the adjutant, and only took his
sack of patatoes from his shoulders when in-
vited to take a reat. He was surprised to
see in another corner of the tent, a man clad
in brilliant uniform, who was sitting at a
large table with maps and plans spread out
before him. When the adjutant went up to
him he slowly raised bis head ; as he did so,
Fritz was convinced that he was the general
of the army.
After a few words of conversation had
passed between them, the general motioned
to the adjutant to leave, and beckoned to
Fritz te come up to the table where he was.
“What is your name?’ he asked, as be
looked at the bay from head to foot.
« Fritz Bollerman, but everybody calls me
Soldier Fritz,” was the prompt reply.
The general smiled, and inquired further:
“Where did you come from ?”
¢ From Brandenburg.”
¢ What brcoght vo here 2”?
“] wanted my father to have some of our
good potatoes, and here is a bag of them for
him.”
“Do you say you have potatoes in that
sack for your father?”
+ Seeing is believing, respected general.—
Here they are, as smooth and round as peb-
bles from the brook,” answered Fritz, as he
untied the mouth of the sack.
“Very well, my son. They are indeed ex-
cellent potatoes, and sharpen up my appetite
amazingly. But do you go in the little room
yonder, and stay until I call you. Lzave
your bag here ; it will be safe in my care.
So Fritz lifted the little curtain that served
for a door, and entered the room at the back
of the tent. Ap the large aria-chair was
empty he sat down in it, and being weary,
from his toilsome journey, he soon fell asleep
thee. He was snoring loud enough, I can
assure you, when the general went in and
looked at him half an hour afterwards. But
while he was sound asleep, the general was
busy in arranging for a supper. He invited
Sergeant Bollerman, and all the bighest offi~
cers in the army, to come to his tent that
evening for tea. Then he gave the necessary
orders to his cook, as to what ne and bis
guests would have to eat.
The hour for supper arrived. All who had
been invited came in good time, It was a
matter of surprise to the high officers to find
that Sergeant Bollerman had been requested
to take supper with the general, as he had
never before received such an honor. Indeed,
the sergeant himself was almost overpowered
when he read the invitation, and at first
thought there must be some mistake.
The most remarkable thing on the table
was a large covered dish. Everything else
was handed round, but this was not touch-
ed
Occasionally some of te officers glanced at
it in curiosity. The general noticed it and
smiled at his adjutant, who was the only one
besides himself that knew the secret. Final-
ly the order was given to the waiter to take
the lid of the dish. What should everybody
see but potatoes with the skins on them! Tru-
ly this was not expected. Some greater lux~
ury was looked for. Bat you could not have
pleased Sergeant Bollerman better. He
would rather eat a good potatoe than the
richest dainty.
“Thus far in our supper, my friends, you
bave been my guests,” said the general, as a
smile played on bis lips. ‘ But for the re-
maining part of our meal-—that is for the po-
tatoes-you are the guests of Sergeant Boller-
lerman!”” The officers inquired, with one
voice, how that could be. *‘ Tell us,” said
th iy, * how this comes to pass.”
“1? Oh,no. Iecan’t tell a story well,”
answered the general. * But I have a good
historian near at hand. He will satisfy your
wishes. * Adjutant, call our little friend
from my private room.”
Everybody was on the tiptoe of expecta-
tion. Just now the sergeant seemed to have
caught the whole idea; aod he first turned
pale and then red, as the eyes of the general
rested on him. The adjutant entered the
little chamber and in a few minutes he lift-
ed the cartain, leading out by tbe hand a
brighi-eyed boy— Soldier Fritz.
¢ Fritz, my dear Fritz! How did you get
here ?’ exclaimed the sergearf, quite un-
mindful (f the compary in which he was.
The delighted boy made no reply, but
rushed to his father’s arms, that were stratch-
ed out to receive him. The scene was really
affecting. Even the general himself was
moved to tears. When some minutes of sis
lence had passed by, the general told Fritz
to relate the history of his joruney, to the com
pang present. 1 would have been delighted
if you could have heard him. He told every-
thing so truthfully and earnestly. When he
had finished, the general made a sigpal for
the company to retire {rom the tent. Butas
the sergeant was about leaving with the rest
he was told that his presence was further
needed, and waa requested to go into the lit-
tle room of which I have spoken before, So
he and Fritz went in there together.
By-aud-by the general came in, holding a
large piece of parchment in one hand, and a
long purse full of gold pieces in the other.
He then said to Sergeant Bollerman. * My
friend, here is your discharge from service in
the army, together with the guaranty of a
pension as long as you live. And this purse
contains a little present for your faithful son.
It will help to educate him and fit him for
usefulness.”
“ General, you are so kind! I have not
deserved such favors as these,” replied the
sergeant, so delighted that he hardly knew
what to say.
“Yes, you have. In the last engagement
with the enemy you fought bravely, and re-
ceived a wound which will follow you to your
grave. More thar this, you bave a son whose
affectionate heart and active mind will need
a father’s sympathy and care. Go home, old
comrade, and bring all your children up as
you have done this one, fo respect,and love and
labor for their parents.
The sergeant was deeply affected at these
words. He kissed the general’s hand, and
thanked him for bis kindness and attention.
Then tha general turned to Soldier Fritz,
and after kissing him several times he said :
“ Be good and industrious and you will be~
come an honored man. God always loves a
child who honors his father and mother ; and
he invariably makes such children successful
and respected, Farewell, and may thy Heav-
enly Father bless thee!”
I will not weary your patience by describ®
ing the journey homewards, nor by dwelling
upon the joyful meetiug with the loved ones
again, A 1 when everything was revealed,
it was to Fritz that all eyes were turnad.—
They heaped praises upon him, but they did
pot make him vain or proud. His answer
to his parents when they spoke well of him
his My dear parents, you have rays much
for me. It is no wonder then that God_has
made me instrumental in doing some little
good.”
When Fritz grew up to manhood, be bes
came a soldier, for that was what he had al-
ways felt it to be his duty to be. Step by
step he rose from one position to another.—
Now he is a celebrated and respected gener-
al of the Prussian army.
SUSPENSION OF SPECIE PAYMENT.
The Journal of Commerce reviews the act
of Congress levying a direct tax of twenty
millions and repealing the Sub-Treasury
system, which has worked so benificially for
both the people and the Government, and
returning to thie old system of depositing
the public moriey in private banks. That
paper remarks : Itis probably known to
most of cur readers that an immense volume
of paper money in five, ten, twenty and fif-
ty dollar notes is now prepared to issue from
the Treasury Department, and that the
country will soon be flooded with this rep-
resentative money. Already notices have
been issued to pay no salaries in gold and
silver, and Government contractors are to be
paid wholly or in part in this paper curren-
cy-
The object of this issue is not simply to
furnish means to carry on the war. It is
well known that the addition of a large
amount to the circulating medium produces
a sudden and rapid inflation of prices, and
‘nultiplies the apparent evidence of prosper-
ity. It is proposed to break in up the gen-
eral discontent, everywhere prevailing thr'o-
out the country, with this universal specific.
Trade 1s depressed, and industry clamors in
vain for employment ; but here is a remedy.
The stimulus will be immediate and irre-
sistible. Capital will be abundant, for it
can be made by the bushel, and these paper
promises, sown broadcast over the country,
will spring up in a rack growth, that will
cover the present desolation even if it yield
no harvest. But whata mockery of hope
will be found in this great promise of abund-
ance ! What a depth of disappointment is
hidden under all such seeming luxuriance !
Apples of Sodom, and grapes of Gomorrali |
Have we not tasted this paper money—this
“expanded currency’ theory—and know
something of its bitter fruits? Do we not
know how surely its promised lusciousness
turn to ashes on the lips ? Are we never to
learn anything by experience, but go on
cheating ourselves with these old lies, even
after their specious falsehood has passed in-
to a prverb 2 We may obtain, it is true, a
temporary respite by the experiment ; but
‘even while the unthinking are clapping their
hands and rejoicing over the exhilirating
prospect, the shadows will be gathering
about us, and the day of reckoning drawing
to & close.
We do not regard the depreciation likely
to take place in such a currency as its chief
evil. It will drive the gold steadily out of
our reach, and leave us nothing bat the hol-
low semblance of a grand capital, swelling
like an air babble larger and thinner every
hour, and ready to collapse at the slightest
touch. *
As a fitting accompaniment to this paper
money scheme, Congress has, in a few brief
words, enacted a statute to break down the
Sub-Treasury system, which has been
strengthening each year of its existence in
tho public esteem. It is provided that “in-
stead of gold and silver being immediately
paid into the Treasury, as now acquired, the
money derived from the loan may remain in
solvent banks until it shall be drawn out in
pursuance of law.” Of course, all banks in
whic h these large amounts shall be deposit-
ed, will be solvent, until the money is drawn
for, when they may not be able to respond.
But it is not of this that we propose to spsak.
The risk of loss would be reckoned by ma
ny to be of small account. Nor do we care
to dwell upon the demoralizing effect of such
a provision ; the scrambling among a varie-
ty of hungry institutions for their share of
the deposit, or the greedy partizanship clam-
orous for reward out of the public funds.—
The very thought of such a scene is too
sickening for comfort. But we may look for
a moment at the object of this disposition of
the loan: Tt is doubtless to provide a fe-
served fund asa basis for the immense pa-
per superstructure of which we have spol-en.
The bauks may subscribe to this loan, take
their bonds in payment, draw interest on
the same, and still retain the money for
their own use, as a government deposit: —
Of course it will not lieidle. The inflation
once begun; they will be besieged by bor-
rowers, and the capital soon be lent out te
their customers. The Government will not
want it until the pressure comes, and that
will be the very moment when the banks
cannot pay it. Then look out for the bitter
end.
But, it may be asked, what is the Gov
ernment todo ? It must have a large amont
of means, aud if it cannot grasp the sub-
stance, why blame it for making shift with
the shadow ? We answer : because the il-
lusion is worse than a vanity—it is absolute
ruin. Who says that we cannot secure the
substance ? If the States remaining in th
Union were called upon in plain terms to
pay into the Treasury a tax of thirty to fifty
million dollars, the sumof three hundred
millions could be borrowed here and in Eu-
rope, not in paper promises, but in hard
cash, which would go as far as five hundred
millions of representative cépital, even th’o
the latter were nominally at par. The fear
to levy such a tax, which has been mani-
fested at Washington, has done more to
weaken the confidence of capitalists in our
cause than eould have been done by a dozen
defeats of our army. Who will believe that
the pe¢ple are willing to be taxed for the
war if their own representatives dare not
meet them upon such an issue? And if
the people will not bear their just proportion
of the expense of the war, they cannot de-
site its continuance. This is the inevitable
conclusion of the argument, and Congress
has deliberately sanctioned it by its evasion
of the policy recommended. Jt has nomi-
nally passed a direct tax bill, but like the
money it proposes to issue, the measure is
only a shadow of what it professes to be,
and lays its barden only upon those who
are supposed to be incapable of resenting it.
It now remains for the Secretary of the
Treasury to carry out these measures : and
all that we can hope is that this will be done
in a way to disturb as little as possible the
financial relations of the country. After
the best has been done, consistent with the
radical changes proposed, we see no way of
avoiding the ultimate disaster.
THE NEW PARTY DODGE.
We observe, says the Harrisburg Patriot
and Union, that an effort is being made in
different quarters of this State to organize a
new party, under the name of the *‘ Union
Party.” The leaders in this movement are
either the open and avowed enetnies of the
Democratic partv, or its secret foes, who
have, for years past, been engaged in the
work of disorganization. We warn Demo-
crats against being misled by this scheme of
Republican leaders to escape responsibility
for their misdeeds, and to perpetuate the
disastrous rule of the party now in power.
Tt 18 not surprising that they should conceal
their transgressions under the regalia of
a new organization, for that would be char-
acteristic of party which changes its name
and its principles periodically—bat we will
be sarprised if Democrats are duped by the
machinations of their wiley enemies.
If the Republican party and the Chicago
platform had not become odious to the peo-
ple we would hear nothing of the organiza~
‘of a new party. That its leaders have be
come satisfied that its short, brilhant and
fatal career is already run affords gratifying
‘evidence of a great reaction in public senti-
ment. That they are reddy and anxious to
abandon it, shows their settled conviction
that it can never carry another election.—
Will Democrats help them to repair their
shattered fortunes ?
The last and only hope of the county is
in the maintainance of the Democratic or-
ganization. Bitter experience has already
sickened the people of Republican domina-
tion. That party has been in power four
ghort months, and within that period our
national prosperity has been destroyed, bu.
siness has been prostrated, civil war rages.
the incompetency of our leadérs has caused
the humiliating defeat of the Federal army,
and the future presents the terrible prospect
of fruitless war, crushing, taxation, and the
utter prostration of every industrial pursuit
which renders a people prosperous and hap-
py. Such are the consequences of the tri-
umph of a party that refused to comprehend
the whole country, and insisted upon fore
ing narrow sectional issues into the Admin=
istration of the General Government. The
evils which it contributed to bring upon the
country are aggravated by the dishonesty of
its leaders, who divert a large share of the
money, wrung from the people for the main-
tenance of the Government, into their pri~
vate pockets. Blundering and plunderiig
is the order of the day. Disaster in the
field and corruption among the rulers are
the visible fruits of the administration of a
party that promised peace and prosperity to
the country.
Democrats are now asked to reseue the
Republican party from the destruction to
which it is rushing, and to contribute to its
perpetuity by uniting with its leaders in the
formation of a new party based upon pre
tended devotion to the Union. They will
catch at no such glittering device. The
Democratic party has beer sneering at as a
¢¢ Union-saving ’’ organizatiod, and it will
wear the epitbet, intended as a feproach, 8s
a badge of honor. Let the salvation of the
Union be henceforward, as heretofore, its
cardinal principle. At the call of the Gov-
ernment, Democrats entered the rauks of
the army in the proportion of two to one of
their opponents to aid in the prosecution of
a war they had no hand in inaugurating,
and which they strove by all peaceable
means to avert. And how they have been
requited for their loyalty to the Government ?
By insult and derision—by denunciation as
traitors and secessionists—by studied exclu-
sion from public position. Let them now
encourage this scheme to save the Republi-
can party from the responsibility of its
transgressions, by co-operating in the forma-
tion of a new party, and they will discover
that they are used to cover up the defections
of wiley and artful enimies, and to impart a
fresh lease of power to the &uthdrs of our.
troubles.
_ No—the Democratic party must make a
decided stand for the Constitution, the Un-
ion and the laws. Unless this is done the’
very foundations of public liberty will be
undermined. and power be wrested from the
people and vested absolutely in our rulers
who may go on blundering and plundering
until misgovernment* and despotism shall
have accomplished the total destruction of
our constituticnal form of government.—
When laws are openly disregarded and the
Constitution boldly trampled apon, freedom
of speech and the press aasailed, Senators
and Representatives threated and denounced
in Congress because they dare to oppose
these usurpations of power ; when a consol-
idated government is advocatedjby the Pres-
ident and Cabinet Ministers ; when to stand ,
up for the Constitution and the inalienable
rights of the States is to be a traitor, it iz
time to inquire, where are we drifting ?—
time for the Democratic party to take a firm
stand in defence of constitutional liberty.
We utter what we know to be the preva:l-
ing sentiment among the Democrats of
Pennsylvania when we counsel them to stand
by their organization, in a &pirit of patriotic
devotion to the Constitution and the Union.
Let a clear, distinet, unmistakable issue be
made against the usurpations, the blunder-
ings and plunderings of the party in power.
Show our ruler that while Democrats will
sustain the Government they will not endorse
its misdeeds and its corruption. Let the
despised *“ Union-savers ” rally to the de-
fence of the Constitution, nominate candi-
dates for the Legislature, and the people are
ready to come to their support.
‘A NOBLE YOUTH.
The following anecdote was related to =
gentleman during a night he spent in &
farmhouse in Virginia, some years ago:
in December 17—, toward the close of a
dreary day, a woman with an infant wero
discovered half buried in the snow by a lit-
tle Virginian seven years old. The promis-
ng lad was returning from school. and
hering the moans of some one in distress,
threw down his satchel of books; and repair-
ing to the spot whence the sound proceeded,
with a firmness becoming one of riper years.
Rakipg the snow from the benuinbed body
of the mother, and using means to awaken
her to a sense of her deplorable condition,
the noble youth succeeded in getting her up-
on her feet ; the infant, nestlifig on its mo-
er’s breast, turned its eyes toward their
youthful preserver, and smiled, as it seem-
ed, in gratitude for its preservation. With
a countenance filled with Hope, the gallant
youth cheered the sufferer on hiniself, bear
ing within his tiny arms the infant child,
while the mother leaned for support on the
shoulder of her little conductor. ¢ My
home is hard by,” would he exclaim, as oft
her spirits failed. And thus for three miles
did he cheer onward to a happy haven the
mother and child, both of whom otherwise
must have perished, had it not been for the
humane feeling and perseverence of this no=
ble youth.
A warm fire and kind attention soon re-
lieved the sufferer, who, it appeared, was in
search of her husband, an emigrant from
New Hampshire, a recent purchaser of &
farm in the neighborhood of , near
this place. Diligent inquiry for several days
found him, and in five months after, the
identical house in which we are how sitting
was erected, and received the happy family.
The child grew up to méhhood—entered the
army—lost a limb at New Orleans, but re-
turned to end his days. a solace to the de
clining years of his aged parents.
Where are they now ?” I asked the
narrator,
“Here !” exclaimed the son. “I am the
rescued on ; there is my mother ; 4nd here,
imprinted on my naked arm, i8 the name of
the noble youth—our preserver !”
Ilooked and read, «Winfield Scott,” now
Lieutenant General of the United States
Army.
On! marry the man you love, girls, if
you can get him at all; if he is 4s rich as
Croesus, or ds poor as Job in his fall. Pray,
do not marry for pelf, girls; ’twill bring
yout soulinto thrall; but marry thé man
you love girls, if his purse is ever so small.
Oh! never marry a fop, girls ; though he’s
little or tall; he’ll make a fool of himself
and you; he Kfiows nothing well bit to
drawl. But marty a sober nian, girls ; there
ara few left on this ball; and you'll never
rue the day girls, you ever got miarried at all.
Ix a back towtiship of Upper Candda, a
magistrate, who kept a "tavern, sold liguor
to the people till they got driink and fought
in his house. He then issued a warrant,
apprehending thei, and tried them ori the
spot, and besides fining them made Hem
treat each other to make up the quarrel.
— Be
A Canada paper alluding to the bloodless
battle Butnter, profanely says: * The
reason ‘nobody was hurt’ at the siege of
Sumter, is because it was too far South for
‘sighing.’ Did you ever!
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