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NEW GOODS NEW GOODS!!
AT
D. P. GWIN'S CHEAP STORE
)3. P. GIVIN has just returned from Philadelphia with
the largest and most beautiful assortment of
SPRING AND SUMMER GOODS
ver brought to Huntingdon. Consisting 'of the most
fashionable Dress Goods for Ladies and Gentlemen ; 13Iack.
and Fancy Silks, all Wool Delaines, colors,) Spring De
lamas, Braize Delanes, Braizes. all colors; Debnize, Levella
Cloth, Alpacca, Plain and Silk Warp. Printed Berates, Bril
liants, Plain and Colored Ginghams, Lawns and Prints of
every description.
Also, a largo lot of Dress Trimmings, Fringes, Afore-An
tique Ribbon, Gimps, Buttons, Braids; Crapes, Ribbons,
Reed and Brass Hoops, Silk and Linen Handkerchiefs, Neck-
Ties, Stocks, Zepher. French Working Cotton, Linen and
Cotton Floss, Tidy Yarn, dc.
Also, the best and cheapest assortment of Collars and
Undersleves in town ; Barred and Plain .Taconet, Mull Mus
lin. Swiss, Plain, Figured and dotted Skirts. Belts, Mar
sallies for Capes, and a variety of White Goods too numer
ous to mention.
SPRING SHAWLS, THIBET SHAWLS, MANTILLAS, Ste
Also, Cloths, Cassimers, Cassinets, K. Jean, Cot. Drills,
Muslins, Tickings. Nankeen, Table Diapers, &c.
Also a large lot of Bonnets, Flats, and Hats, at low pri
ces.
BOOTS and SHOES, the largest and cheapest assortment
in town.
HARDWARE, QUEE:s7SWAR E, BUCKETS, CHURNS,
TUBS, BUTTER BOWLS, BROOMS, BRUSI Sc. CAR
ETS and OIL CLOTH. FISH, SALT, SUGAR, COFFEE,
TEA, MOLASSES, and all goods usually kept in acountry
store.
My old customers, and as many new ones as can crowd
in, are respectfully requested to call and examine my goods.
AlEi . All kinds of Country Produce taken in cacliange, at
the Highest Market Prices.
April 21, 1858.
ATEW STORE !—NEW GOODS!
FISHER 4.11 r.. MeMURTRIE having re
opened the METROPOLITAN, formerly known as "Saxton's,"
take pleasure in announcing to their many friends. that
titer N
ey have receisl a new and wellselected Stock of GOODS,
'which they feel confident will satisfy the demands of the
public, and will prove unexceptionable in Style and Qttalil y.
The tine of Dress Goods embraces Robes
A•Quine, in Organdies, Lawns, Percales. 4C:e., Chaleys, Be
rages, Brilliants, all Wool De latincs. Cravel la, Mohair. Dan
ubian. Tamise and Lavella Cloths, Dellage Lustres, Alpac
cos, Prints, Ginghams, &c.
We hare a fine assortment of Summer
:Shawls. Mantillas. Dress Trimmings. Fringes. Antique's.
It Diboll& Mitts, Gloves, Gauntlets. Bosiery.adies Collars.
Handkerchiefs, Buttons, Floss. Sewing Silk. W hal- d bones
for Skirt;, Reed Hoops, Brass ditto, Skirt 001.41, ..tc.
Also—Tiekings, 0.-ma.hurg, Me:wiled and
Unbleached mn.dins, an prices; Colored and White Can:-
brics, Barred and Swiss Mnslinq, Victoria i.a.rn Nain-
Foolm Tarleton. and many othrr articles whicll comprise
the line of WHITE and DOMESTIC GOODS.
We have French Cloths, Fancy CaSCjillt.rfl. Satinet 4. Jeans
Tweeds, Cotton:ales, Linen., Denims andlue Drills.
Hais, Caps, and Bonnets, of every variety
anti Style. Also, a large assortment of all kinds of St ro w
Goods.
A Good Stock of GPOCERIES. TIARDWATIE. QUEENS
WA It E, BOOTS and SIIOES, WOOD and WILLOW-WARE,
which will be sold Cheap.
We also deal in PLASTER, FISH. SALT, and all hinds
of GRAINS. awl possess facilities in this branch of trade
unequalled by any. We deliver all packages or parcels of
Merchandise free of charge atthe Depot! , of the Bioad Top
and Pennsylvania Railroads'.
GONE ONE, COME ALL, and be convinced that the Me
tropolitan is the place to secure fashionable atlll desirable
goods, disposed of at the lowest rates.
April 14, 1818.
FO EVERYBODY
TItY TIM 1 , 71nV STOUB,
On Hill ,S?reet opposite Miles & Dorris' Office
THE BEST
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COFFEE, TEA and CHOCOLATE.
FLOUR, FISH. SALT and VINEGAR.
CONFECTIONERIES, CIGARS and TOBACCO,
SPICES OF TIES BEST, AND ALL KINDS,
and every other article usually found in a Grocery Store
Drugs, Chemicals, Dye Stuffs,
faints. Varnishes, Oils and Spts. Turpentine,
Fluid, Alcohol, Glass and Putty,
A ISO-
BEST WINE and BRANDY for medical purposes.
ALL THE BEST PATENT MEDICINES,
and a large number of articles too numerous to mention,
The public generally will please call and examine for
themselves and learn our prices.
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Huntingdon. May 25, 1858.
UNTINGDON HOTEL.
The subscriber respectfully announces to Lis friends
and the public generally, that he has leased that old and
%yell established T.tvntor STAMP, known as the
Huntingdon House, on the corner of 11111 and ,
Charles Street, in the Borough of Huntingdon.— p
He huts fitted up the House in such a style as to
render it very comfortable for lodging Strangers and Trav
eters.
MS TABLE will always lie stored with the hest the sea
son can Afford, to suit the tastes and appetites of his guests.
MS BAIL will always be filled with Choice Lirizinrs, and
HIS STABLE always attended by careful and attentive
Ostlers. . -
He hopes by strict attention to business and a spirit
of accommodation ; to merit and receive a liberal Moire of
Public patrouag,e.
May 12, 1858-13
A TTENTION ALL ! !
JUST ARRIVED,
A SPLENDID STOCK OF BOOTS AND SHOES,
FOR LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
MISS VS, BOYS AND CHILDREN'.
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For Men and Boys' Fine Boots. call at
WESTBROOK'S I3oot and Shoe Store.
For Ladies and Misses Gaiters and Shoes, call at
WESTBROOK'S.
For Children's Shoes of all kinds, call at
WESTBROOK'S.
For Men and Boys' C,oarso Boots and Shoes, call at
WESTBROOK'S.
For Morocco Leather, call at
For any thing you want in my line,
CALL SOON.
For Ladies' Gaiters at prices from $l.OO to $2.25, call ou
LEVI WESTBROOK.
Huntingdon, May 5,1858
A,LEXANDRIA FOUNDRY !
The Alexandria Foundry has been
bought by R. C. McGII.L. and is in blast. ,
and have all kinds of Castings, :Roves. Ma- , ! '
chines Plows, Kettles. &c., &c., which he
will sell at the lowest prices. All kinds
of Country Produce and old Metal taken in exchange for
Castings. at market prices,
April 7, 1358
COUNTRY DEALERS can
e> • . 1" , buy CLOTHING from me in Huntingdon at
WHOLESaLE as cLr•ap as they can in the
cities, as I have a wholesale store in Philadelphia.
iilnntingdon, April 11, Ma. 11. RONAN.
TISiI
yARNIsii !
ALLKI.I3ISS, warranted °nod, for sale at
BItOW-N'S Hardware Store,
April 28, I.BsB—tf. Huntingdon, Pa
ADIES, ATTENTION !—My assort
)" ment of beautiful dress goods is now open, and ready
for inspection. Every article of dress you may can
be found at my store. D. F. GWIN.
HARDWARE!
A Large Stock, just received, and for Sale at
pRICKER'S MAMMOTH STORE,
THE MAMMOTH STORE
Is the place for Latest Styles of Ladies' Dress Goods
OrRRICKER'S Mammoth Store is the
. place to get the we rth of your money, in Dry Goode,
ardwaro, Groceries, &c., &c., &c.
fIANE FISHING RODS—A Superior
IL,/ Article—at LOVE & McDIVITT'S.
T)OUGLASS & SHERWOOD'S Pat
ent Extension Skirts, for sale Duly by
FISHER k MORIRTRIE.
BUILDERS
Are requested to call and examine the Hardware,
/Sc., at BRICKER'S MAMMOTH. STORE.
ROCERIES,
-" jr Of the best. always ready for customers, at
J. BRICKER'S MAMMOTH STORE
$1 60
75
60
1 insertion. 2 do. 3 do.
$ 25 $ 37?„4 $ 50
50 75 1 00
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D. I'. CVVIN
P. '.IIcATEEII
WESTBROOK'S
R. C. McG ILL
WILLIAM LEWIS,
VOL. XI V.
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TREAD SOFTLY.
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Life is a rough and weary journey all the 'way,
On which, sometimes, the brilliant sunbeams gaily play,
And make it bright—alas: how short-lived is their stay;
Clouds come before their light,
Concealing them front
And all their glory bright,
So quickly gone.
Affection's hallow'd flame, once lighted, brightly burns
For one brief hour,
Then flickers into tombstones and sepulchral urns,
And shines no more.
A midnight darkness gathers round the tear-dimmed heart,
Each footstep grows more faint and weary,
Awl all along the pathway hot tears often start—
The brightest spots look lone and dreary,
And so throughout the saddening way,
Even if yern• hearts are light and gay,
Pity your neighbor while you may;
Tread softly.
Tread softly—
Affliction chastens pith stern, unyielding band,
Sprinkling baptismal tear-drops on each happy baud,
'Wearing away the heart, as sea-waves near the strand
Eyes droop 'neath gathering tears,
How dark the day appears,
How long the burdened years,
Till they are gone.
All slowly, one by one friends drop into the grave;
The grassy mound,
And cherished memory is all that's left—all, save
Flowers strewed around.
The sable robes of mourning meet us everywhere,
The chastened heart grows Mint and weary,
Life becomes a burden, and each daily care,
Makes the restless soul sad and dreary.
Then, if ye care for others' woes
When round your life's dark shadows close,
Det.troying all your sweet repose,
Tread softly.
s.eitct 5)t0r31.
THE JOURNEYMAN GENTLEMAN.
Er GEORGE ARNOLD
Joe Conway was an oddity.
lie especially delighted in mysteries, dis
guises, unexpected denouements, intrigues,
and romances generally.
Consequently he was always getting into
had serapes, and—superfluous assertion—
there was always a "lady in the case."
This made him a bit of a misogamist—an
amateur woman hater.
Yet, for all that, he could not let the sex
alone
A profound love of nature and dissipation,
attracted Joe and myself to the little village
of 1.) , on the banks of that charming
stream, the Erchwon. We went to fish, to
sketch, to see the scenery, and to drink, for
as Joe remarked, the waters of the Erchwon
possess peculiar refreshing qualities—when
mixed with a little cognac.
The afternoon of the second day of our so
journ found us seated upon a flower spangled
slope, skirted by willows, whose gnarled
roots were bathed in the pellucid ErAwon.—
We had sought the spot, to smoke, converse,
and digest our somewhat elaborate dinner,
in peace and quiet, with nature before our
eyes.
As is very apt to be the case, when two
young men get together, our talk was of wo
man.
Woman! what an inexhaustible subject
for contemplation, conversation, writing, or
atory, painting, sculpture, and matrimony!
"It's all gammon" said Joe Conway, "wo
men don't appreciate cultivation, intellect, or
good fellowship. All they look for is wealth
and position when they love. if they don't
find those amiable qualities, they won't love,
and if a fellow hasn't got them he had better
let the sex - . alone. It takes a gilded key to
unlock their precious little hearts. That's
so !"
"You are sadly mistaken, Joe," said I,"and
the worst of it is you know it. You are angry
with the husband hunters that have given you
chase, and revenge yourself by damning the
whole institution of dimity. You are wrong:
A man like you, young, rich, and—well, yes,
without flattering, I think I may say tolera
bly good looking, has no chance. You see
only the designing ones, who are bound to
marry your bank account in spite of your
self, and they play off their charms upon you,
ad nauseum."
"But where are the artless ones, who don't
want money—who are willing to sacrifice
themselves, and all that, for the sake of the
tender passion ?7
"They are modest. The brazen-faced for
tune-hunters crowd about you, and accustom
you to being sought. The really good girls
require seeking, and as that isn't your Tine,-
you never know what nice woman there are
in the world."
" I'll tell you what I'll do!" cried Joe—
starting up suddenly, and half choking him
self with a mouthful of cigar •smoke—"l'll
test that question.. I'll do it here in this very
place. I'll turn mechanic, ignore my money
and my family, make up to the prettiest,
proudest girl in the village, and show you
that she won't marry me poor. Then I'll
come -out in my true colors, and show you
that my cash is puissant to do that which my
conversation and acquirements cannot begin
to do I"
"What, marry her ?"
"Not much—make her ask me to, and
laugh at her."
I confess that I secretly hoped that Joe
would not test that question. lie was a cap
ital fellow, as rich in accomplishments and
cultivation, as in money. Now I knew that
B , contained some charming girls—
daughters of retired, sea-captains, merchants,
&c., who, however much they might love a
mechanic, would see him hanged before they
would marry him. Au contrairie, a young
gentleman of wealth and position, would
prove very acceptable.
But he was determined, and when I return.,
ed to the city, in a few days, I left Joe ar
ranging. a chest of carpenter's tools, and get
ting himself a pair of blue overalls and a
paper cap.
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'Joe had a wonderful talent for doing every
thing tolerably well. lie played upon a half
a dozen instruments, could survey, and dab
bled in the fine arts, understood shorthand,
a little surgery and medicine, was a finished
jockey, a fair gardener, had built stone
bridge, written an epic, and half-soled a pair
of boots!
With these somewhat varied accomplish
ments, he had no fear, of course, but what he
could get on very well as a carpenter...No
one 'knew him at D , and when he in
troduced himself to the "boss" carpenter of
the village, he succeeded in persuading him
that he was a journeyman of unusual talent.
lie received several commissions, during
the first fortnight of his experiment, but on
the whole, it was rather lucky that he was
not compelled to subsist on the proceeds of
his labors. Otherwise, he might have found
it difficult to pay his board—especially as
he commissioned me to se❑d him some five
dollars' worth of cigars every week.
One day after he had nearly exhausted his
patience, and had done no end of plotting and
planning in vain, the village carpenter asked
him to undertake the restoration of a cornice
on one of the oldest and most aristocratic
houses in D
Joe agreed, and in a short time was mount
ed upon a scaffold, and about the level of the
third story windows of the mansion of old
Commodore Hulkington, dexterously making
his measurements and plans for the new cor
nice.
It was not an easy task, for the work was
elaborate, and the weather warm. Two days
elapsed and Joe had only got ready to com
mence putting up the brackets which sus
tained the heavy mouldings. Lunch-time
came, and the amateur carpenter getting
into the shade, unpacked his little tin dinner
pail, and began a repast at once simple and
nourishing, when he saw the window near
est him was• open. and that some papers, ly
ing on an escritoir inside, were disposed to
blow away.
'' I know it is a trespass," he meditated,
"but it is for the proprietor's good—l'll step
into the room, and save, perhaps, some valu
able documents."
A little gymnastic exercise brought him
down from the scaffold, through the window
and into an elegant chamber.
"Hem," said he, "a woman's room."
There were paintings—statuettes—ormolu
ornaments—and forty other luxurious noth
ings, such as women of taste love to gather
around them. A guitar reposed upon the
bed, with some books in French and
The couch itself bore the impress of a form,
as if the tutelar deity of the chamber had
been lying down, and passing her time with
literature and music. There was a portfolio
open upon the table, with a very pretty little
water color sketch, half finished ; a well
stocked library in the corner, bore evidence
to the cultivated tastes of the occupant, and
everything about the chamber, from the bed,
with its . s - howers of snowy curtains falling
from a massive gilt ring, to the canary bird
in the window, bespoke a refinement and
delicacy on the part of whoever had arranged
the apartment, seldom found, except in young
and beautiful women, who aspire to have the
surrounding like themselves.
" Something elegant about this," said Joe,
gathering up the scattered papers, and
placing them beneath a paper weight on the
escritoir, "I must investigate this—here's an
opening for a splendid romance—poor young
carpenter, and rich, lovely woman, eh ?
Lord bless me, there have been bushels of
novels written on the very same plot."
After a hurried examination of the room
he regained his scaffold, and consuming his
lunch, set once more about his labors, a little
more hopefully than before.
Thus passed a week. Joe got into the
very imprudent habit of entering the cham
ber almost daily, in hopes of meeting the oc
cupant of so charming a temple. He became
familiar with all the books and music,
Whistled the canary bird into a convulsion of
song, and drove himself half crazy with
speculations on the fair unknown.
He had beard her sing very sweetly of a
morning when she opened the window, and
just caught a glimpse of her form ; but she
seeing him, had withdrawn suddenly, and
he had not been able to discover whether she
was beautiful as a rose, or ugly as a camel.
He had found upon a half-finished sonnet,
on the table, several long, brown hairs, appa
rently plucked out in a fit of abstracted
meditation.
Evidently, this girl was blonde.
He had found gaiters, of delicate color
and wonderful smallness—gloves of corres
ponding delicacy—tasteful and artistic dress
es and sacques.
What will you say, oh, my matter-of-fact
and practical reader, when I tell you that
my friend Joe Conway, fell in love with a
woman whom he had not yet seen; of whom
he knew next to nothing ?
Yes he did.
Quite naturally, the erecting of the cornice
progressed but slowly. The master-carpen
ter wondered at it, but Joe assured him
every morning, that it would only take a day
or two longer.
One fine afternoon, Joe found, lying on
the escritoir, an essay upon music,
written
in the same beautiful band .which he bad so
often seen and admired on the margins of
books ; and the papers in the chamber.—
Grown impertinent to an alarming degree he
laid down the saw which he had uncon
sciously brought with him, and perused the
essay carefully.
It was well written and powerful, but there
was an error in the philosophy. It would
be dull for me to explain here, the mistake
which Joe saw at once—it is enough that the
fair writer had confused the laws which gov
ern melody and harmony, and Joe devoutly
wished an opportunity to point out the error
to her who made it.
He was just meditating an epistle, to be
left with the essay, as tho door opened, and
his desse inconnue entered !
Figure to yourself a young girl—say of
nineteen or twenty—whose every line and
contour spoke of grace and health—whose
peach tinted cheeks, bright eyes and lips,
--PERSEVERE.--
HUNTINGDON, PA., AUGUST 25, 1858.
like the inner fold of some tropic shell, told
of vivacity, freshness, and purity. Her hair
was of that peculiar pale brown—almost a
wood color—which may perhaps be best de
scribed as a mingling of ashy and golden
tints, and fell in tangled masses—half ring
lets, half disordered—on each side of a neck,
white and delicate as the petals of the ca
melia.
She did not scream when she saw the car
penter sitting cooly in her arm-chair, making
himself objectionably at home. She only
opened her large grey eyes, hesitated a mo
ment, and said :
"Well, sir 1" with an accent between sur
prise and disdain.
Joe arose, and bowed politely.
" What do you wish sir ?"
Joe was put somewhat to his trumps.
"I wished to see what kind of a fairy in
habited so delightful a domain 1"
Truly, a nice speech for a journeyman car
penter to make to Commodore Ilulkington's
only daughter.
" Possibly you are not aware that you are
intruding, sir. You will oblige me by de
parting."
" Certainly," said Joe, now in the full en
joyment of the romance of the thing, "cer
tainly I will go, but you must pardon me
one thing—l wish to explain a little question,
on which you have doubts. Harmony, in
music, appeals to the intellectual, or reason
ing portion of the soul—melody, to the pas
sions and feelings."
The young girl looked a little alarmed,
and drew back a few steps.
"No !" said Joe, divining her thoughts, " I
am not insane. In yohr essay on music, you
say that ,`education refines and intensifies our
preceptions of melody. You should have
said harmony,' for that rules the brain, which
organ is susceptible to the influence of edu
cation. Melody is lord of the heart alone,
and you, mademoselle ought to be well aware
that the heart cannot be aught—either in
music or in love 1"
Miss Hulkington was astonished.
"Sir," she said, "I do not know what to
make of your conduct. You are very impre
dent and very—very—"
"Audacious I Yes, I acknowledge that.,"
interrupted Joe, "but you must pardon me.
I first entered your room to place some papers
in safety, which the wind had blown out of
the window. Once inside, the air of elegance
and refinement exhibited here, attracted me.
Doubtless, you have noticed one's surround
ings became permeated, as it were, with some
thing of one's sphere—so in your room, I ex
perienced an emotion of pleasure, a conscious
n cs's of the presence of some invisible but
charming spirit, and I have made bold to
enter often, believing that, if you knew my
motives, you would forgive me:"
The young lady was beginning to feel
pleased. All women like admiration, even
from their (so-called) inferiors, it is delicate
ly expressed.
The conversation proceeded. Joe proved
to the fair essayist that she was in error, and
astounded her by the depth of his thoughts,
the variety of his knowledge, and the ele
gance of his diction.
On leaving, he held out his hand—almost
as soft and white as her own—and stifling the
last traces of a false prejudice, gave it a cor
dial pressure.
"You have not long worked at your trade?"
she said.
"Since my boyhood," unblushingly an
swered Joe, " but—but," and he glanced at
his hands—" I have generally done the nicer
kinds of work—joinery and the like."
This excuse passed very well with a woman
who never had the honor of the acquaintance
of a mechanic before.
The next day, when Joe heard the window
opened, he presented himself, and after ex
changing salutations, the twain again fell
into a discussion, which became so earnest
that Jon was compelled once more to enter
the room.
Alas for the progression of the new cor
nice!
For two weeks this state of affairs con
tinued, and at the expiration of that time,
Louise Ilulkington was compelled, ma.ugre
her pride, to acknowledge to herself that she
loved Joe Conway—the journeyman carpen
ter.
He would not believe it. It contradicted
his theory of the mercenary character of wo
man.
And, I notice that we never believe any
thing which contradicted our theories.
Finally, when the cornice had to be finish
ed, Louise petitioned to her father to have an
ornamental wardrobe put up in her chamber.
Of course, Joe had the tack, although the old
Commodore grumbled terribly about employ
ing such a slow workman.
It took Joe six weeks to make the ward
robe!
By the time the job was done—very nicely
done it was too, Joe's theory was quite done
up, and the sweet Louise Hulkington had
promised to become his bride, in spite of her
father—in spite of Joe's blue overalls and
paper cap—in spite of the notions of the
world.
Sensible girl I
There was only one thing left for Joe.to do
—to reveal to her his true position, which I
was very happy to corroborate.
Three months afterward, I said good-bye to
a newly wedded pair just starting for Europe,
on a honeymoon trip.
As I held the tiny, white-gloved hand of
the bride, and saw her charming face beneath
the gossamer-tissued veil, depending, from
her "love of a bonnet," I said to the proud
and happy bridegroom--
"Well, Joe, if remember our conver- -
sation on the banks of the Erchwon, last
summer, you can tell me what you think:now
of the sentiments you then expressed."
"My dear George," said the Journeyman,
"there are exceptions to all rules."
"What is the meaning of a backbiter ?"
said a reverend gentleman during an ex
amination at a parochial, school. This was
a puzzle. It went down. the class till it came•
to a simple little urchin, who said "'p'raps it
be a Ilea."
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Girls, young ladies, and, if you please,
mothers, too, just listen a moment, for I have
a short story to - tell you; and, perhaps, at the
close of it, we will find a " moral," and, per
haps, a sermon.
A few days since, I called upon a young
lady. I may as well say that having been
considerably "impressed" by her beauty and
brilliant conversation at several evening social
parties, I had resolved to prosecute the ac
quaintance. I will not affirm that there had
not floated vaguely about in my brain, certain
pleasing rose colored "Bachelor's reveries,"
in which figured conspicuously the beaming
face and elegant figure of Miss B.
Be that as it may, I called ; and, being
ushered into the parlor, I sat down, and
awaited, with some impatience, the appear
ance of the lady.
My attention was soon arrested by voices
in an adjoining apartment, and the door be
ing ajar, I was perforce, a listener.
"Oh, Carrie," said a very weak voice, "If
you would only have assisted me three hours
a day, this attack might have been averted ;
but now 'tis too late. I know that weeks, if
not months of illness, are before me. I am
all tired out."
"Why, mother," replied a voice, almost
petulantly—l had admired it the evening pre
vious for its spirited yet amiable tones—
" why, mother, nobody does kitchen work
now ;at least, nobody that is anybody. Just
think of Mrs. Smythe, or Miss Brown, or Mrs.
Soule, associating with your kitchen girl, with
her dingy hands. Why, the idea is absurd ;
and, besides, I hate housework."
"Well," replied the invalid voice, "I don't
know what would have been thought of your
assisting me about the house a few hours each
day, but I do know, that for the want of this
help, lam now ill. Yes, Carrie, for the want
of your help, I have been obliged to overtask
myself."
Miss B. soon made her appearance, with her
winning smile, gay laugh, and brilliant re
partee ; but somehow, the image of her over
tasked mother constantly came between her
and my previous admiration ; so, after a few
ill-at-ease attempts at conversation, I took my
leave.
As I slowly .walked away, amusing, "a
change came o'er the spirits of my dreams."
A daughter who "hatcth housework" to such
a degree, as to allow her mother to get "all
tired out," and ill, from being "overtasked,"
could such a daughter become that most in
estimable boon this side of Heaven, a good
wife ?
What if her husband had wealth, and filled
his house with troops of servants, could he
have a quiet, neat, well-ordered home ?
Would his children have a true mother? No.
A parlor daughter will make a parlor mife.
Brilliant, facinating—a rare and costly orna
ment—challenging the admiration of the
world, it may be, but never the holy source
and centre of the comfort and peace of her
family.
And thus rudely my rose-colored reveries
were changed to sombre-hued realities. I
queried, was Miss B. an exception to this
rule? How many young ladies of my ac
quaintance were really "helps to their mo
thers" in domestic affairs? How many would
not blush with shame at being seen making
bread—not cake, but bread ? How many
could cook and get on the table a good dinner,
or superintend and direct such an under
taking ? How many to whom the old-fash
ioned "dish-cloth" is not a "horrid thing ?"
How many could starch and iron a shirt
bosom or collar, so it would look respecta
bly ?
Alas ! bow few could I recall who would
not properly be numbered in the long list of
those to whom these things were not only
mysteries, but absolutely disagrecables and
undesirables.
I say "alas I" for it is a sad thing, not only
for us young men, the future husbands of
these frail "lilies of the field," who "toil not,
neither do they spin," but to the daughters
th emselves.
Look at them—look at yourselves, young
ladies. Where is the round, plump, solid
arm and cheek of your grandmother, at your
age? Where is her power of endurance, her
exuberant spirit, depressed by no circum
stances ; her energy and self-reliance, equal
to her emergency ; and where in the future
are you to obtain strength to pass unscathed
through the perils of maternity as did she ?
Look around you at the young wives and
mothers; what pitiable specimens of feminine
humanity ; what discouraged, disheartened
objects of commiseration ; what traces of
pain and illness are written upon their
shrunken visages before the fifth anniversary
of the " honeymoon !"
Look at the unhappy countenances of half
the young husbands you meet! Do they not
speak of pleasing anticipations, followed by
unpleasant realities ? How many a hus
band, who in his bachelor days fondly
dreamed of a blithe, cheerful, neat house
wife, whose lark-like song should testify each
morning that household duties were a well
spring of pleasure, has found, by sad experi
ence, the wide difference between romance
and reality I And how many a young man
of marriageable age and fine prospects, see
ing the rude dispelling of this or that com
panion's dream of domestic enjoyment, takes
warning, and holds himself sternly aloof
from all matrimonial entanglements. I as
sure you, ladies, I know many a young man,
considered by calculating mammas and amia
ble daughters, as decidedly a good match,
who, in confidential. conversation, does not
hesitate to say that he does not dare to get
married.
" Why," said a young man of wealth and
position, to me, but last week, "when I
marry, I want a home ; and I have been
looking for the last five years for a wife, cal
culated, by nature and education, to make a
home for me, and a true mother for my chil
dren, but in vain, so far. Is not health
needed ? But how can the frail lounger and
dawdler, to whom the midnight glare of the
chandelier is far more familiar than the
morning sun, have health for herself, or to
Editor and Proprietor.
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Parlor Daughters.
BY A BACIIELOR.
bequeath to her children? Is not a Cheerful
disposition needed ? But how can this be
acquired or kept by those whose lives are but
one constant round of selfish frivolity ?-
11oVv can one - gain habits of care and appli
cation, "Without ever having even the care of
her own room ? cab one superintend
the details of housekeeping, so as to minister
to the comfort of the housebeld, to whom
every item of that housekeeping is not only ,
unknown, but positively hateful?' No, I
tell you, Fred; although I may be able to
support an animated parlor ornament, yet
my taste does not run that way ; and so I
choose to remain a bachelor, until I find an
intelligent girl, with domestic accomplish
ments. '
Is not this a common-sense conclusion,
ladies ? Whether it is or not, many of the
most desirable young men for husbands are
thus resolved, and many more are coming to
think so.
MORAL.—Young lady, if you wish your
mother's life prolonged, help her about the
house. If you wish health and lasting
beauty, do housework. If you wish a good
husband, and wish to make him happy, don't
" hate housework."
Cau Cancers be Cured ?
We occasionally meet a person afflicted
with that terrible disease, a cancer, and few
things to which flesh is heir excite our sym
pathies more. Cancers have been cured, we
believe, without the use of the knife, and
perhaps some of those who assume the title
of cancer doctors have succeeded in assuag
ing the pains of the disease, and in some
cases, perhaps, effecting a permanent curd.
Not long since an article appeared in the
Milwaukie Free Denzocrat, which the Provi
dence Post thinks of sufficient importance to
receive general notice. We agree with the
Post, and therefore place on record the reme
dy, advising each reader to cut out the article
and preseeve it, as by so doing, he may be
able to minister to some suffering brother,
and perhaps save life itself.
The statement of the Democrat is, that
some eight months ago, Mr. T. B. Mason—
who keeps a music store on Wisconsin street,
and is a brother of the well-known Lowell
Mason—ascertained that he had a cancer on
his face the size of a pea. It was cut out by
Dr. Walcott, and the wound partially healed.
Subsequently, it grew again, and while he
was in Cincinnati on business, it attained the
size of a hickory nut. He remained there
since Christmas, under treatment, and now
returns perfectly cured. The process is thisi
"A. piece of sticking plaster was put over the
cancer, with a circular piece cut out of the
centre a little larger than the cancer, so that
the cancer and a small circular rim of healthy
skin next to it were exposed. Then a plaster
made of chloride of zinc, blood-root and
wheat flour, was spread on a piece of muslin
of the size of this circular opening, and ap-:
plied to the cancer for twenty-four hours.—;
On removing it the cancer will be found to
be burnt into, and appear of the color and
hardness of an old shoe-sole, and the circular
rim outside of it will appear white and par
boiled, as if scalded by hot steam. The
wound is now dressed, and the outside rim
soon suppurates, and the cancer comes out in
a hard lump, and the place heals up. The
plaster kills the cancer, so that it sloughs out
like dead flesh, and ncrer grows again. The
remedy was discovered by Dr. Fell, of Lon
don, and has been used by him for six or
eight years, with unfailing success, and not
a case has been known of the re-appearance
of the cancer, where this remedy has been
applied."
THORNS IN LIFE'S PATIIWAY.—Every rose
has a thorn. The honey-bee has a sting.z---,
The path of life usually bordered with floW- .
ers, especially to those of true hearts; is be
set with ills. The very hedgerows which
make the path so beautiful to the eye, afford
shelter and concealment to the poisonous ad
der: The individuals whom you , sometimes
labor to benefit, and to acconniandate whom,
you willingly suffer deprivation, turn and
sting you, and become your most deadly foes.
The venomous tongue is employed against
you by those who should use it in returning
you thanks or in pronouncing blessings upon
your head. The half suppressed lie, the poi
sonous insinuation, the malignant inuendo,
are adroitly arranged to injure your reputa
tion, or to embitter your friends against you,
by those who, were they not dead to all sense
of gratitude, would pronounce your mane
only to invoke blessings upon your pathway.
Such is sometimes life. But there is
another side to the picture. It is better to
suffer than to do wrong. The coals of fire
on the head of an enemy will not fail, sooner
or later, to melt the ice surrounding, and
soften and purify the heart. Then the ene- -
my is slain ; a friend is created.
THE Two IVoaLns.—There is a World
where no storms intrude—a heaven of safety
against the tempest of life, a little world of
joy and love, of innocence and tranquility.
Suspicions are not there, nor jealousies; nor
falsehood, with their double - longue, nor the
venom of slander. Peace embracing there.
'When a man entered' it, he forgets his sor
rows, and cares, and disappointments; he
opens his heart to confidence, and to pleasure
not mingled with remorse. This world is the
home of a virtuous and amiable woman.
There is a world whore the storm' rages,
and the tempest riot widely. A world where
love and joy enter not, and whence innocence
tlieth affrighted away. Jealousy is there,
and Auger and Hatred. Slander and false
hood, twin sisters, abideth there.
Peace departs from it. When a man en
ters it, he returns not again, for the dead are
there. This world is the dwelling of a wo- -
man who has forsaken the guide of her God,
whose house is the way to hell, going down
to the chambers of death.
We- What a volume of thought there is
in the following item which is going the
rounds :
"A YOUNG SUICIDE.--A little girl', twelve
years old attempted to commit suicide at
Boston, the other day. She had been severe
ly punished several times by her teacher,
and fearing further chastisement, she drank
a tea-cupful of burning fluid, but an emetic
saved her life. She gave her reasons for the
act that the girls picked upon' her ; that
she was called stupid,' and her teacher had
punished her, and she was tired of life."
The world will never know how many peo
ple have boen made stupid by the simple cry
of "dunce," which has been burled at them.
The late Gov. Marcy was a "stupid" boy
until he got a teacher who had sense enough
to treat hitn intelligently and frankly, in
stead of larrupping" the future statesman for
every fault.-
A BEAUTIFUL TuotronT.—A little Swedish
girl, while walking with her father on a star
ry night, absorbed in contemplation of the
skies, being asked of what she was thinking,
replied, "I was thinking if the wrong side
of heaven is so glorious, what must the right
side be!"