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JUDGE IIEL NOT 1141,ILSILLY.
0, judge him not harshly! 'tis human to err,
Do not laden his soul with a frown ;
A. kind word might change him—a smile might reclaim,
But bitterness drives him still down.
God's lessons are love—he bids you forgive,
Though errors, like mountains, should rise;
And would you, proud man, drive a brother away,
While there's mercy for him in the skies?
0, Judge him not harshly! you, too, may yet fall—
The highest may be overthrown ;
The clouds of misfortune may darken your path,
And leave you an outcast—alone I
The sunlight of life is pure brotherly love—
In your heart let it flourish and live,
And learn from your Saviour the precept he taught,
Seven times to forget and forgive.
rittertsting Wfuttlys.
From the Richmond Enquirer
AARON BURR.
Prom the forthcoming "Fifty Years of Events :
Poetical and Historical, with Anecdotes of Remarkable
Men." By John Barney.
In 1808, I witnessed the dignity, imparti
ality and winning grace with which Aaron
Burr presided in the Senate of the United
States, at the trial of Judge Chase, impeach
ed for partiality and injustice towards John
Fries, indicted under the Alien and Sedition
Law.
I attended his trial in Richmond, when he
himself was indicted for treason. His prom
inent counsellor was Luther Martin, of Bal
timore, my father's lawyer, neighbor and
friend.
His daughter Maria, afterwards celebrated
us Mrs. Richard Ruud:Keene, invited my
sister and self to dine with Cu!. Burr. Ile
was then living in a house, standing alone,
around which was a patrol of guards.
The dinner was superb, abounding in all
The luxuries which Virginia's generous soil
wields in lavishing abundance. Twenty ladies
land gentlemen of rank, fortune and fashion
graced the festive board. Burr was esteem
ed a persecuted martyr ; distress, in every
form and shape, makes an irresistable appeal
to woman's sympathy. Her tears often flow
for the sufferings of the criminal, who expi
ates his crimes on the gibbet. On this occa
sion Burr's fascinating flatteries were lavish
ed indiscriminately on the sex in general.—
Man, he had ever found treacherous ; woman
always true to sustain him in adversity, solace
him in affliction, giving a charm to life, with
out which life was not worth possessing.
The Grand Jury finding a true bill, Burr
was forthwith removed to the State Prison.—
There we followed him. He received us in
his usual bland, courteous manner, apologised
Tor our being introduced into his bed-cham
ber, his drawing room being then deranged
by fitting up of his ice house, which was in
fact, his chimney corner. Iron grating pre
vented his egress, admitting a free circulation
of light and air. I felt pride, and took pleas
ure in being permitted to become his aman
uensis. Each day as I rode along the street,
my curricle was freighted with cake, confec
tionary, flowers redolent -with perfume,
- wreathed into fancy boquet of endless variety.
The trial was tedious and prolonged. I trav
eled on to the borders of North Carolina, and
lingered for a while at the noble mansion of
Lady Skipwith.
On the return, I found the persevering At
torney General, George hay, irritated and
fatigued. " Would that I could only hang
upon a gate, with a little negro to swing me
to and fro all day I The law's delay, the spe
cial pleading of the bar, its interminable con
troversies, have worn out and exhausted me.
I shan't be able to hang Burr ; but will be
able to hang myself on a gate." Thus spoke
George Hay, than whom never lived a purer
patriot, or a more conscientious man. His
wife was a daughter of James Monroe, the
modest, retiring President, a worthy compeer
of Jefferson and Madison. Praise is thus ex
hausted. Burr was acquitted. He came to
Baltimore—was feasted by Luther Martin.—
He rose from the dinner table, threw open
the window, gratefully, and gracefully bowed
to a volunteer company in full feathers, com
manded by Captain Leonard Fraily. .band
of music cheered him with a lively air. He
accepted the distinguished honor conferred
upon him.
When my friend, Christopher Hughes
touched his arm, and said " Colonel, they are
playing the rogue's march with charged bay
onets," the windows were closed, the wine
circulated, and we calmly arrived at the con
clusion that Captain Prailey was a very offi
cious volunteer.
;The nest day, strolling down Market street,
arm inarm with my persecuted friend, Mr.
Unghes, overtook us. Colonel, said he, you
should-',Pass Light street' without looking
down.:," Fountain Inn is surrounded by a
group of your admiring friends. Capt. Fraily
is out of ,uniform to-day, hut there is a gen
eral desire manifested to give you a warm re
ception in citizens' clothes. You must take
Your departure without further civil or mili
tary honors being- conferred upon you."—
With his accustomed , celerity of action and
excellent judgment, he called a hack. "Jump
into: it, Colonel; my _friend. Barney will ac
company you. - .You will have a pleasant drive
out to llerring Bun. I will scsure'a seat in
the stage coach, take charge of your bag,gav,
swap you for my friend Barney, bring him
home, and send youon your way rejoicing at
escape of being hustled by a Baltimore mob."
I fear.no mobs," the Colonel sternly replied.
."-have seen the' cannon's hostile flash, have
encountered the bristling bayonets of the
enemy, and hold in contempt a lawless mob."
-`f all fine bravado,"said Hughes.—
".Barney and I have no desire to shoot down,
onto lie shot by our fellow citizens. You may
throiv.•;yoiir own life away, Colonel; but this
-bright world: has.too many attractions for us
to throw away our lives in defending yours,
WILLIAM LEWIS,
VOL, XIL
when a pleasant ride of half an hour will
save your life from danger:and restore us to
our affectionate families." V-:
This was the last of Col. Burr. The world
is familiar with his villainy. His treachery,
his infamous exposure of confidential letters
addressed to him by that confiding sex, on
whom he was lavishing his praise, induced
by the mere gratification of a puppy's vanity
to desire to throw, broadcast to the world,
their letters of civility, in answer to his be
witching flatteries, lavished upon them with
out stint or measure. The noble, honest, but
poor Matthew L. Davis, his executor, received
from him, while living, trunks full of females'
correspondence, by which Burr thought to
make Davis' fortune, but which was gener
ously returned without fee or reward, to the
grateful recipients.
Lobbying, 21020 an anomaly, was in full
force in those days. Several important bills
had passed the New York Legislature, and
some were so uncharitable as to insinuate
that improper means had been resorted to.—
My friend D avis was accused of being enga
ged in bringing about this successful issue.
A lady of rank and fashion condescended
(and ladies rarely condescend to mingle in
anything out of their appropriate sphere, the
limits of the domestic circle,) to say hard
things of my friend Davis, and went so far as
to insinuate she could calmly look on and see
him hung.
Davis went to her door, rung the bell, sent
up his name, and was promptly answered,—
" She was not, and never would be, at home
to Mr. Davis !"
" Pray ask her" said he, "if she has heard
from her husband at Niagara?" He was
forthwith invited up stairs ; the lady entered
in trepidation and alarm. " Has any calam
ity happened to my beloved husband ?"
"This will explain all," says Davis, handing
her a letter in her own chirography, address
ed to Col. Aaron Burr. " Good heavens, sir,"
said she "to what purpose is the letter des
tined ?" "To remain in your possession,
madam ; to be disposed of by you at your
own discretion." "My kind friend," exclaim
ed she, " how can I ever repay such an act
of - unparahled magnanimity? I, who have
spoken so unkindly, so unjustly, of so noble
a friend I" And. ever afterwards she almost
broke her neck in extending her head out of
the carriage window to greet him as •she
passed.
I shall give a full chapter of the rise, pro
gress and decline of this eminently bad man,
a soldier, a patriot, a traitor; perhaps the
latter is a harsh word.
Annexation was not as much the order of
the day as now. It was premature then to
take possession of Texas. The pear was not
ripe ; his treason consisted in plotting the an
nexation of Louisiana to Texas, where he
might rule as president of the little confeder
acy. His horizon hereafter was to include
within its radiance Mexico, and we are now
leisurely carrying out his mad designs.
Passing through Washington on my return
from Richmond, I was invited by Col. Isaac
Coles, his secretary, into Mr. Jefferson's
sanctum. Mr. J. was seated in his morning
gown, quite at his ease, (which I was not,)
amusing himself by tossing his slipper into
the air and catching it on the point of his
toes as it came down.
With his homely visage, his fine flaxen
hair, and stern countenance, he addressed
me : " I understand that Col. Burr was an
intimate friend of your's." (I was premon
ished by friend Coles to expect a lecture.)
I brazoned it out: " Yes, sir," said I ; I
was his amanuensis. I copied many, and
directed all his letters. Curious to see how
a great man would act when fallen from his
high estate, I cultivated his acquaintance
with assiduity."
" This is in exceeding bad taste," said Mr.
Jefferson ; " but you are a young man.—
Youth and indiscretion are synonymes. I
did not, however, invite you to hear a lecture,
but to obtain information. I understand
that Col. Burr received a great deal of atten
tion in Richmond."
"Yes, sir ; it was lavished upon him in
profusion."
" Pray, sir, did Col. Gibbon himself have
any intercourse with him."
"None."
"Did his family?"
"No."
"How do you know ?"
"The hotels were crowded ; hospitality
was extended to every stranger ; families
gave up their beds to give a welcome and a
resting place to houseless wanderers. As
my sister was invited to Major Gibbon's
domicil, I was there every day—volunteered
my services as purveyor of supplies for the
Colonel's house; met no encouragement and
got my curricles loaded everywhere else."
" I rejoice to hear it. I forgive your
youthful folly; dine with me to-day. I want
to hear your adventures. I will promise
you good cheer; for in my heart I rejoice
that you have saved me from the condemna
tion of an uprighteous act. Notwithstand
ing that Col. Gibbon fought like a patriot
and a hero at the battle of Cowpens, was ap
pointed collector of the port of Richmond by
General Washington, I had resolved this day
to strike his name from the roll of his coun
try's service, which I concluded he had dis
graced by permitting his family to commune
with the arch-traitor. Come punctually at
five."
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I went, and never enjoyed a dinner more.
This feast comes more appropriately under
the head of " Thomas Jefferson?
Subsequently poor Burr was subject to
destitution in Paris,where he supported him
self for months by he sale of his watch, his
trinkets, his clothing, and finallywas induced
to make minute calculations of the minimum
food indispensible to sustain life. He ascer
tained, by chemical experiments,. that the
saccharine of, sugars yielded more nutriment
at less cost than any other substance, and
that coffee browned, but only half burnt,
lasted longer and was the cheapest stimulant
that could reanimate an exhausted frame.
.465-What laud would be a delightful
place for babes ? Lap-land, of eourse.
FRANCIS THE INDIAN MAI
DEN.
The story of Pocahontas is familiar to eve
ry American and English child who reads a
book, because of the noble deeds she perform
ed, and because of the romance of her after
life. But we presume few have heard the
name Francis, though she displayed
the same heroism, magnanimity and tender
ness of feeling.
Her father was denominated a prophet
among the Seminoles, but was also a chief
and a warrior, and a man of great renown
among his people. In the war of 1812, join
ed the British forces, and was conspicuous in
several.engagements, and a terror to all who
heard his name, among Americans. He at
one time visited England, and a London pa
per said. in noticing his arrival: 'The double
sound of a trumpet announced the approach
of the patriotic Francis, who fought so glo
riously in our cause in America. He was
dressed in a most splendid suit of red and
gold, and by his side he wore a tomahawk,
mounted in gold'
These things were of course given him by
his English friends, as Indians were not ac
customed to dress in this manner among them
selves, and something of his princely bearing
and accomplished manners may have been
acquired by his association with English offi
cers, but his noble form and fine countenance
he obtained from nature herself.
lie had two daughters who are said by
American historians to have been accomplish
ed young ladies, who could speak English
with remarkable fluency, as could all the fam
ily except the mother, who began too late in
life to succeed in learning a foreign tongue.
During the war, all who were ranged upon
one side were of course considered enemies
to all who were upon the other side, and the
country was full of soldiers and military sta
tions, open at all times to attack. At one
time a soldier named Duncan 'I%I. Krimmer,
stationed, at Fort Gladsden; near Milledge
ville, Georgia, went forth upon a fishing ex
cursion, and lost his way in the woods. For
several days he wandered away iu the wil
derness, and at length was found by a party
of Indians who were commanded by the
prophet Francis. He was a soldier, and by
the rules of war a prisoner, and by the Indi
an code of warfare doomed to die. The or
dinary preparations were made and the vic
tim was bound to the stake, around which
faggots were piled that were soon to be kin
dled to consume him.
But Milly, the youngest daughter of the
chief, looked on in sadness. Why she should
have been so much more grieved at such a
sight now than ever before we do not know.
It could not be the first time she had witness
ed death at the stake, but there bad been no
recent battle, and therefore none of the ex
citement which would attend the capture of
prisoners of war on ordinary occasions, so
perhaps it seemed to her a more cruel deed.
Her people had received no recent injury, and
he who - was to suffer was not known to have
perpetrated any particular act of oppression
or outrage. It might be imagined that some
particular interest had been awakened in her
heart toward him, but after circumstances
prove this not to have been the case. A sense
of justice and sympathy for suffering alone
prompted her, when the torch was about to
be lighted, to throw herself between the pris
oner and the fatal knife which was to slay
him before the fire was kindled, and declared
that she too would die if he were not spared.
All were astonished at so unexpected an
act, for not a word had been before spoken
to betray her intentions, and the executioner
paused as if paralyzed. Seeing there was
no hope, she threw herself at her father's
feet and implored his mercy.
The chieftian looked long and intently upon
her face, which was very beautiful, and in
silence listened to the tones of her voice
which were fall of anguish, and was melted
from his fierce anger to yield to the passion
ate entreaties of his child. The victim was
released, and while he remained with his cap
tors was treated with the utmost kindness,
and from Milly received many proofs of the
noble and generous spirit she had at first
manifested in offering herself a sacrifice for
the life of a stranger and an enemy.
A few days afterward, Mr. Krimner was
ransomed by a party of Spaniards and soon
returned to his friends and his duties as an
American soldier.
Soon after this the American army was re
inforced, and very efficient measures taken
to destroy the Indian and Spanish towns along
the frontier. 'They marched' said the histo
rian, 'upon St. Mark's, a feeble town Span
ish garrison, which surrendered without firing,
a gun.' Among the prisoners who thus al
most passively fell into the hands of the ene
my, were the prophet Francis and his family.
The principles of honor, gratitude and hu
manity would prompt us to expect that these
would at least be spared an ignominious
death, after the magnanimity which had been
shown by them. But it is unblushingly re
corded that "Francis and another chief were
hung without trial and ceremony;" They
had probably shed much blood, and had long
wrung the • war whoop through the wilder
ness, and fearlessly brandished the war club,
but it was in self defense. It might and
probably would have been bad policy to per
mit the proud chieftians to go free again,
chafing with a sense of wrongs they experi
enced and would continue .to experience, but
it would seem to us that some way should
have been devised other than to hang the fa
ther of Milly Francis, who had saved the life
of an American soldier, and without exact
ing from him any promise .as to his future
course as their friend or enemy, had deliver
ed him up to return •to his post and take up
aims against them.
The Indian chief was decoyed on board an
American schooner, and his oldest daughter,
supposing it to be a British vessel, soon came
near in her light • canoe, but on discovering
her mistake quickly changed the dip of her
oar and glided away. The young one was
made prisoner with her father, and it was
soon known that she was the heroic girl who
saved the life of Duncan M. lirhumer. Her
beauty as well as her heroism made her the
HUNTINGDON, PA., JANUARY 28, 1857.
.••••`PERSEVEUZ. - -•
object of universal attention, and the officers
denominated her the "modern Pocahontas,"
and bestowed upon her the most flattering
attentions. If she had married an American
and come among her husband's friends as
the saviour of his life, she might have become
as famous in history as the Virginia damsel,
and her posterity would have been proud to
owe their origin to the daughter of an Indian
chief. But when the young soldier offered
the maiden his hand in gratitude for having
saved his life she refused. She did not con
sider this a proper consideration upon which
to found such a union, and she did not wish
to become the wife or daughter of a people
who had murdered her father in cold blood.
Persia—Splendor of the Persian
This old Asiatic kingdom, which has out
lasted so many empires both in the east and
in the west, and which formed one of the four
great monarchies of prophecy, and whose
shah still retains the
. proud title of king of
kings, which he bore in the days of Cyrus
and Chosroes, is likely to be an object of con
siderable interest for some time to come as
the battle ground of the Russians and Eng
lish in the east. The modern Persians are
an exceedingly interesting people. They are
said to be the handsomest set of men living,
with fine olive complexions and black lustrous
eyes. The Italian , himself is no match for
them in subtlety, cunning and dissimulation.
They excel in poetry all the nations of the
east. In the early part of the 17th century,
in the reign of Shah Abbas, Persia was one
of the first powers in Asia. An Italian trav
eler by the name of Pietro della, Valle, re
side in Persia for a long period during the
reign of this shah, and the account which he
gives of the Persia of that day in his volum
inous travels is most entertaining. The court
of the king of •Persia is surrounded with all
the pomp and splendor of the Arabian Nights.
Capt.-John Malcolm, in his sketches of Per
sia, thus describes the situation of Teheran,
the modern capital. He says "the first view
we had of Teheran, the modern capital of
Persia, was very imposing. It is situated
near the foot of Elboorz, a mountain of the
great range which stretches from Europe to
the utmost part of Asia. This range would
appear high were it not for Demavend, whose
lofty peak rising above the clouds and cov
ered with eternal snow, gives a diminutive
appearance to everything in the vicinity.—
We had - seen Demavend at the distance of
100 miles from its base, but it increased in
magnificence as we advanced ; and those
amongst us who delighted in the pages of
Firdousee (a Persian poet,) planned an early
visit to this remarkable mountain whose sum
mit the poet describes as "far from the abode
of men and near to Heaven."
* * * At a short distance from our
camp we observed several mounds of earth
and ruined walls, which we were told was all
that remained of that famous Reges of Tobit
—the Reges of the Greeks, and. the Rhe of
the Persians. While all who had imagina
tion and a love of antiquity dwelt with de
light on the prospect of ascending Demavend,
and visiting the ruins of Rhe, the men of bu
siness looked only to Teheran, which appear
ed to me to offer little to the view which was
either grand or pleasing. One place alone
attracted any portion of admiration. It
stood near the base of the mountain Elboorz,
on a commanding site, and was every - way
suited for a royal residence. Capt. Malcolm
gives the following graphic account of his
interview with Feth Ali Shah, the king of
kings:
Everything being arranged, we proceeded
towards "the threshold of the world's glory,"
on the morning of the 16th of November, in
the year of our Lord 1800. We were all
dressed in our best attire. A crowd had as
sembled near the house of Agee Ibrahim,
and the streets were filled with gazers at the
strangers. The infantry part of the escort,
with their fifes and drums, and all the Ilin
doostanee public servants in scarlet and gold,
preceded the Elehee, who rode a beautiful
Arabian horse richly caparisoned, but entire
ly in the English style; he was followed by '
the gentlemen of his suite and his escort of
cavalry. When we came within half a mile
of the palace all was silence and order; it
was the state of Asia with the discipline of
Europe. We passed through rows of men
and horses, and even the latter appeared afraid
to shake their heads. Many persons whom
we saw in the first square of the citadel, be
fore we entered the palace, were richly dress
ed, and some of the horses were decked out
with bridles, saddles and trappings-of great
value; but it was not until we passed the last
gate of the palace, and came into the garden
in front of the King's ball of audience, a
high ornamented and spacious building, that
we could form any idea of the splendor of
the Persian court.
A canal flowed in the centre of the garden,
which supplied a number of fountains; to the
right and left of which were broad paved
walks, and beyond these were rows of trees.
Between the trees and the high wall encir
cling the palace were files of matchlock men
drawn up, and within the avenues from the
gate to the hall of audience, all the princes,
nobles, courtiers and officers of state, were
marshalled in separate lines, according to
their rank, from the lowest officerof the king's
guard, who occupied the place nearest the
entrance, to the heir apparent, Abbas Meer
za, who stood on the right of his brothers and
within a few paces of the throne.
There was not one person in all this array
who had not a gold hilted sword, a cashmere
shawl round his cap, another round his waist.
Many of the nobles and princes were mag
nificently dressed, but all was forgotten as
soon as the eye rested on the King.
Re appeared to be a little above the middle
size, his age a little more than thirty, his
complexion rather fair, his features were reg
ular and fine, with an expression denoting
intelligence. His beard attracted much of
our attention; it was full, black and glossy,
and flowed to his middle. his dress baffled
all description. The ground of his robes was
white; but he was so covered 'with jewels of
an extraordinary size and splendor, from his
being seated when the rays of the gun play.
Editor and Proprietor.
ed upon them, was so dazzling, that it was
impossible to distinguish the minute parts
which combined to give such amazing bril
liancy to his whole figure.
The two chief officers of ceremonies, who
carried golden sticks, stopped twice as they
advanced towards the throne, to make a low
obeisance, and the Elchee at the same time
took off his hat. When near the entrance
of the hall the procession stopped, and the
lord of requests, said, "Capt. Malcolm is
come, as envoy from the Governor General of
India to your Majesty." The King looking
to the Elchee, said in a pleasing and manly
voice, "you are welcome."
Such is the picture drawn by Malcolm of
the splendor of the Persian court in 1800.—
Probably it appeared as it did in the days of
Ahasuerus, Queen Vashti and Mordecai.
What Extravagance is Doing, and what
Economy might do.
The following extract is not too long to be
read before breakfast. There is a great deal
of truth, good, sound, wholesome truth in it.
We copy from the Boston Traveller:
After all, it may be that the prosperity of
the country is really mostly endangered by
the extravagance which pervades too gener
ally all ranks of society, in proportion to
their means. Luxury and profusion have
been the downfall of as many nations as the
civil strife. In numberless instances, the
fruits of our untiring industry and indomita
ble enterprise are squandered with a waste
ful hand. Notwithstanding the vast amount
of product which we export, the balance of
trade is always against us, and we are con
tinually in debt, as a nation. The people of
Europe look with astonishment at the extrav
agant expenditures of the men and women
from the United States, who make the tour
of that continent. We are the most profita
ble customers of the fabricants of costly ar
ticles of luxury all over the world. The ven
ders of such goods come to our shores and
make their fortunes out of us, in the same
manner that needy purveyors gather around
the heirs of a rich estate. Our market is the
principal one for all costly and showy, but
fragile and unsubstantial merchandize, upon
which the largest profits are realized by the
manufacturers. In the furnishing of our
houses, and in female attire, we go far be
yond the most wealthy classes of Europe.—
If our staples of export are at any . time in
great demand, and bring high prices, we
perceive the effects immediately in an influx
of silks and high cost dress goods to an enor
mous amount, and our imports rise suddenly,
and always beyond the value, however large
it may be, of our exports.
In the families of many of the nobility and
gentry of England, possessing an annual in
come which of itself would be an ample for
tune, there is greater economy of dress and
more simplicity in the furnishing of the
dwelling, than there is in many of the hous
es of our citizens, who are barely able to
supply the daily wants of their families by
the closest attention to their business. A
friend of ours, who sojourned not long since
several months in the vicinity . of 'some of the
landed aristocracy of England whose ample
rent rolls would have warranted a high style
of fashion, was surprised at the simplicity of
manner practiced.
Servants were much more numerous than
with us, but the ladies made more account
of a silk dress than wodld be thought here of
a dozen. They were generally clothed in
good substantial woolen stuffs, and a display
of fine clothing and jewelry was reserved for
great occasions. The furniture of the man
sions, instead of being turned out of doors
every few years for new and more fashion
able styles, was the same which the ances
tors of the families for several generations
had possessed, substantial, and in excellent
preservation, but plain and without any pre
tension to elegance. Even the carpets on
many suits of parlors had been on the floor
for fifty years, and were expected to do ser
vice for another half century. With us how
different is the state of things. We are worst=
ins an amount of wealth in this country on
show and fashion, which, rightly applied,
would renovate the condition of the whole
population of the world, and christianize, civ
ilize, and. educate all mankind.
The Democratic Press and the Traitors.
Every Democratic paper that has reached
us, since the election of Cameron to the Sen
ate, that has received the news, in our own
as well as other States, is strong in condem
nation of the Democratic traitors, and their
abettors, who aided in stamping this foul dis
grace upon the State. These comments on
Pennsylvania's disgrace would more than fill
our paper. We can only give the following,
which we find in the Pittsburgh Union:
" But what shall we say of the three Ju
dases who have so foully betrayed their par
ty for their miserable pieces of silver? Their
Ignominious perfidy surely can find no apol
ogist, even amongst the rabidist of our poli
tical enemies? Men may be pleased at the
result of treachery, but they will invariably
and instinctively scorn the traitor. Human
ity, with all its depravity, will not look with
favor upon the contemptible creatures who
lend themselves to treason. These three men
were elected by the Democratic party in a
close and angry contest, at a most important
and trying time in the history of their party;
they received its confidence, and by its stiff
'rages were elevated to the positions they now
occupy. Here was a moral obligation bind
ing them in simple gratitude, to stand by the
party that so honored them. Not only so,
but they went into the Democratic caucus, on
Friday last, and thus again virtually pledged
themselves to support the - candidate of their
party. And after all this, they ruthlessly
trample on their obligations, boldly . scoff at
the dictates of eonseienee,, and despising grat
itude and duty, they plunge into moral per
jury, infamously desert their party to brine
eternal disgrace upon themselves, and blast
the hopes of their friends and the interests of
the State, whose sworn sentinels they arc.
There , is no language outside of the treatisd
of Eruulphas that can express the deep in-:
dignation; perfect contempt, and utter aver
sion with which honest men tenet look upon
the foul and spotted things who have sold
themselves and their souls for worse than a
mess of pottage. No decent man can asso
ciate with them, they will be shunned as pes
tiferions objects that infect the air that sur
rounds them, and make it nauseous and nox
ious; they will go like Cain with the brand
of their corruption upon their foreheads, and
whosoever shall see them, shall know them
and avoid them.
NO, 32.
We have scarcely deemed it necessary td
refer specially to any of the transactions that
have made Simon Cameron notorious. Eve
ry intelligent reading man in Pennsylvania
is familiar with his character and reputation.
All know; that taking advantage of his posi
tion as Commissioner to settle the claims of
the Winnebago Indians, he and his confeder
ates in crime, robbed the poor ignorant sav
ages to the amount of about $60,000; that his
gigantic frauds were exposed, and he disgrace::
fully kicked out of office. All remember his
abominable schemes of depravity at the Wil
liamsport Convention. All know how every
winter at Harrisburg furnishes fresh proofs
that ho is a reckless trickster, a desperate.po
litical gambler, a man utterly devoid of con
science, or a sense of honor; but actuated by
the lower and baser instincts; a man who is
notorious only for low and unscrupulous cun
ning, and one who accomplishes every diffi
cult end by bold bribery and wickedness.--
Those who can rejoice over the election of
such a man, let them."
A gentleman somewhat advanced in life,
who was the other part of a strong-minded
lady, had great faith in Spiritualism. His
wife openly proclaimed her infidelity, and
with the consistency which often forms part
of the female character, for a long time re
fused to be convinced of her errors through
test or experiment. At last the persuasion
of the husband induced from her a promise
to make one of a circle at the residence of a
celebrated medium, upon condition, however;
that she should precede her husband in en
tering the house and that nothing should be
said or done by him which should disclose to
the 'mejum' the fact that any connection ex
isted between them.
The wife on entering, found two gentlemen
in waiting, and the aforesaid medium. Soon
after this the husband came in and a circle
was formed, the lady of course taking prece
dence over the others. She ascertained that
a spirit was present who would communicate
with her, and was desired to ask any test
question which she might think proper. Af
ter having been informed that she must put
her questions so as to have them answered
affirmatively by three raps or negatively by
one rap, she questioned as follows:
'Am I married ?'
Rap, rap, rap!
'have I ever been married but once?'
Rap I
'How many years?'
Rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rapl—
(Tight years') said tho medium.
'Have I children 7'
Rap, rap, rap 1
'how many?'
Rap, rap, rap, rap 1 ('Four !') said. the me
dium.
The lady was somewhat startled at the cor
rectness of these answers, and. freely confess
ed it. With a radiant face the husband then
'braced in,' and asked the following test ques
tions:
`Am i.marriedr
Rap, rap; rap
'how long have I been married?'
Rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap I—
((Eight years!)
!Strange coincidence I' murmured the me- -
&um.
'have I children?'
Rap, rap, rap l
'How many?
Rap! Rap! ('Two.')
'Good God! How many?'
Rap! Rap!
The wife swooned, and the hashand, when
last seen, was walking on the Jersey flats.—
To this day the lady professes to disbelieve.
A PROUD POSITIOZ , Z.—The London Times
has an article on the probable policy of the
President elect, with this I:fettering interroga,
tort' :
"Who would not be the President of thO
United States ?—the choice of a nation Of
freemen, the object of most infinite care, soli
citude and contention to 27,000,000 of the
most intelligent of the human race, the ob- -
ject at which every man's finger points, the'
topic on which every man's tongue des
cants—raised above his fellow-men by no ac
cident of birth, by no mere superiority of
- wealth ; but by the presumed fitness of his
personal qualities for one of the most eleva
ted sat:alons that a man may be called upon
to fill ?I'
A DOVE ALIQuTING ON A COFFIN.-4n rd-;
inburgh, a few days ago ; a respectable fami
ly in one of the quietest quarters of the city
were thrown into mourning by the death of
one of their number, an elderly lady. A
night or two after the event a strange noise
was beard at the window of the room where
the coffin was lying. It seemed like the flat.=
tering of the wings of a bird against the' win;
dow panes; and, when the maid servant ap- ,
peered at the window for the purpose of rais- ,
leg it to examine into the cause of the noise,
a beautiful white dove flew into the apart
ment and alighted upon the lid of the coffin.,
It offered no opposition when they attempted
to secure and is now in the possession of
the relatives of the deceased lady, who, from
the singularity of the circumstances ; have
resolved to preserve it carefully. Had the
event happened in times past, when super
stition held sway, it would undoubtedly have
given rise to some strange imaginings rela
tive to the departed.---Edinburgh Express-
.'Fanny, don't you think that 11r. Bold
is a handsome man?'
'Oh, no—l can't endure his looks. Ire is
homely enough.'
'Well, he's fortunate % at rdl events, for an
old aunt has just died and left him fifty thous
and dollars.' .
'lndeed! is it true? Well now I come to
recollect, there is a certain 7wbie air about
him, and he has a. fine eye, that can't be de-
"Oh 1 for a tongue to curse the slave,
Whose treason, like a deafly
Comes o'er the councils of the braye,
To blast them in their hour of might.
May life's unblessed cup for him
Ile drugg'd with treacheries to the brim
With hopes that but allure to fly,
With joys that - vanish while he sips,
Like bead Sea fruits that tempt the eye,
But turn to ashes on his lips.
Ills country's curse, his children's shams,
Outcast of virtue, peace and fame--
May he at last with lips of flame,.
On the parch'd desert thirsting die;
While lakes that shone in mock'ry nigh,
Are filding off, untouched, untasted,
Like the truce glorious hopes he blasted."
CC2
Two Raps too Few.