Fae ee iam : : POL LRY. YOUTH AND OLD AGE. By St. GEmicE TuckER. et avern-=howsomever, take some of whiskey. By ar -— \ A Trav —-No friend, I make no use of whiskey, or other ardent liquors ; but you greatly mistake me—my cane is merely of D ys of my youth ! ye have clided away ; white pine to support we in traveling Hires of my youtn ! ye are frosted & grey ; yos of my youth ! your keen sight is no move ; : Caceks of my youth! ye are furrow’d ail TR ot} solemuly respect that veligious sect, for the Suwength ol my youth ! all your vigor 1s great ood tiiey have doue and are daily Tl pone; finy youth 1 your gay visions doing in cur moral world ; but I am highly Thoughts o youth | y arc Bown. and as to a preacher, I am unworthy of such a ame or such a calling.and as toa disappointed here. Cit.—Why—what—did’nt Task you free- ly to drink whiskey with me? Trav Yesterday being a very stormy day, I would not travel, and continued at the house in Franklin where I stopped the pight before. The landlord in a friendly manner banded me a file of newspapers which I found were printed at Meadville, almost in your immediate vicinity, and {rom the moral and religious esseys which enriched their columns, I formed pot the unpleasing idea, that at the distance of twenty miles from Franklin I should find a Pays of my youth ! I wish not your recall 3 }iairs 0; my youth ! I'm content you should iali 3 , Eyes of my youth! ye much evil have seen § Cheers of my youth! bathed have been ; 3 $irength of my youth ! why lament your decay ? “Thoughts of my yeuth! ye have led me astray. in tears ye “Days of my age ! ye will shortly be past; Pains of my age ! yet awhile ye can last; Joys of oy age | in wue wisdom delight 3 Eyes of my age! be religion your light; Thoughts of my age! dread ye not the poyse resounding with horrid imprecatians, Ho god pods e! be ve fixed on your and the dread name of the supreme God, pes of my age . YO { : Nod! %%% y °° handled with the same freedom, as that . A gid a 4 13 : / 3 teem © emme——-+— 1 poisonous draught in your hand, which e =» From the Crawford Messenger. | eryaies all the physical faculties, of the wi Pirloguc Setwish 8 Haueder i @ Couns an, and drowns the finer feelings ol the ry citizen. ¥ | Scene—A Zifling House.) [Enter traveler with a pack on his back, and a staff in band, ina room where a- bout a dozen of men were drinking, ca- sou} in infamy and ruin. Cit.—Why one halfof your stuff I do not understand—but about these Meadville newspapers, all I ever knew or heard is, that I heard our squire say that he once took them a whole quarter of a year, and that they cost him as much as would buy a gallon of whiskey, and they never did him rousing, &c.] Praveller—Good day gentlemen : to which of you stall I apply as the landlord ? Citizen—1P’ll answer lo his name, our gs much good as to drink a gill-—for they were filled with a mess of sober stuff, and politics that he knew nothing about, and told about people and things all over the world, which our squire said was enough to make a man crazy to think ofi jardiord cennot be disturbed at present. Trav.——isturbed 2 Why here is noise sufficient to disturb a whole community and awaken Echo in ber secluded cavern— But my business here is that of the weary eravelier, refreshment ; Repose, I fear is 7vgu. Unhappy people ! thus to jest away your own happiness, and in the intox- cating draught, shut up the bars of inform- absent. / . ’ Cit. —Why, when you first came iny I d methodist, I am’ not, though I highly and Two or three years ago, an old dul fellow came in about six mules from here, and made a great ado with his praying and preaching 3 aud where ever he went, he wouid grumbie if a man only swore mode. rately, or if a couple of weu got a litte warm, aud took a few dry knocks together and if a parcel of us would join on Sunday and go to the tavern to diink instead of hearing him pray and cry. Then the d—lI was 10 pays and we and our squire woul!’nt hear the last of it for three days-—-So we one and all agreed 10 buy him out and send him off—this we did, and now we have a whiskey distillery on the same plantation. Trav.—Deluded people! a traveller would form a ready opinion of the moral rectitude of your rulers, by the habits and manners of the people! Who is that large man, that lays asleep on that long bench, among the din of confusion, with a bound up hand and abruised face ? : Cit.—-Who ? why that’s cur landlord and a pute sociable fellow he is; aye, and as stout a one as there is in the county ; why mas he travelled two days journey te go to fight black Dick, the bully of our lower counties and whipped him too; since he las lived mn these back woods, he has smacked the biggest Indian in the Seneca tribe——and he can swear with as great a dash, as a lawyer can plead; but ’tother day he met with a turnpike man who grain- ed his face a little, and just upset ohe of his hands in fui, but of such things our landlord cares not a pin—he treats every traveller to a glass of whiskey I assure you, and drinks with him--shall 1 wake him ? Zrav —No. The character you give of him makes me prefer seeing him asleep ~~ But my soul weeps with Ycommisseration for the danger of his inexperienced children and those of the surrounding neighborhood. If this is the direct road to Bellefonte, tell me how far is it to the next house ? Cit ~~Why nine miles, and you cannot resch there before dark— Beside our woods abound with wolves, bears and panthers. Trav.--1 fear nothing from them. No » drown all Within fhe chalice of intemper- ance, and immolate yourselves on the un- hallowed aller of impe y and wretcheduess, God awaken you with a lively scene of your Farewell | may the of forbearance dangerous situation, and bring you seriously wo reflect upon what you have now heard, by way ot r