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trimmed—As- easily regulated as a Gas Light—Can be
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no* in common use.
SOLE AGENT, ALSO, FOR
KNAPP'S PATENT ROSIN AND COAL OIL LAMP.
X n:- Lamps, Oils, Wicks, Shades, and every article in the
line. S. E. SOUTILLAND, Agent.
No. 38, South Second street, Phira.
September 8,1858.-2 m.
EANCY FURS,
FOR LADIES AND CHILDREN.
0 N FAREIRA & Co., No. KS, (new No.„) MARKET Street,
above Eighth, PHILADELPHIA—Importers, Manufacturers
and Dealers in FANCY FURS, for Ladies and Children;
also, Gent's Furs, Fur Collars, and Gloves. The number
of -years that we have been engaged in the Fur business,
and the general character of our Furs, both for quality and
pries, is so generally known throughout the Country, that
we think it is not necessary for us to say anything more
than that we have now opened our assortment oeFURS,
for the Fall and Winter Sales, of the largest and most
beautiful assortment that we have ever offered before to
the public. Our Furs have all been Imported during the
present season, when money was scarce and Furs much
lower than at the present time, and have been manufac
tured by the most competent woH, m m; we are therefore
determined to sell them at such prices as will continue to
give us the reputation we have born for years, that is to
sell a good article for a very a-nsalt pryit.
Storekeepers will do well to give us a call. as they will
find the largest assortment, by far, to select from in the
city, and at manufacturers prices. '
JOHN FARETRA & CO..
No. SIS, Market Street, above Sth, PlTa.
September 15, 1858.--Im.
G REAT EXCITEMENT
AT TILE
MAMMOTH STORE!!
J. BRICKER has returned from the East with a tremen
dous Stock of Goods. They are upon the shelves in his
New Rooms, on Bill street, near 31'A t eel's Lintel, ready for
customers.
His Stock consists of every variety of
LADIES' DRESS GOODS,
DRY GOODS, GENERALLY,
GROCERIES AND QUEEN - SIN - ARE.
HARDWARE AND GLASSWARE,
CROCKERY AND CEDARWARE,
BOOTS AND SHOES,
HATS AND CAPS.
And everything to be found in the most exten , ive stores.
Ilia Stock ie New and of the Beet. and the public are in
vited to call and examine, free of charge.
F OR EVERYBODY
TRY TIM IEIV STORE
On Hal Street opposite Mace cC Dorris' Office
TIIE BEST
SUGAR and MOLASSES,
COFFEE, TEA and CHOCOLATE,
FLOUR, FISH, SALT and VINEGAR.
CONFECTIONERIES, CIG AltS and TOBACCO,
-SPICES OF THE BEST, AND ALL KINDS,
and every other article usually found in a Grocery Store
ALSO-- Drugs, Chemicals, Dye Stuff;,
Paints, Varnishes, Oils and Spts. Turpentine,
Fluid, Alcohol, Glass and Putty,
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 pleas.: call and examine fin•
themselves and learn my prices.
Huntingdon, May 25, 1858
1 - BRICKER'S
ley BRICKER.'S
J. BRICKER'S
MAMMOTII STORE
MANnOTII STORE
MAMMOTH STORE
IS THE PLACE
IS THE PLACE
IS THE PLACE
FOR DRY GOODS, HARDWARE. &c
FOR DRY GOODS, HARDWARE, &c
FOR DRY GOODS, HARDWARE, &c
QTOVES ! STOVES ! STOVES !
INDUSTRIAL STOVE WORKS, No. 33, /P I
North Sacmin Street, opposite Christ Church,';.--
rEaLiDELPIIIA. The subscriber respectfully in
forms his fa mds and the public generally that he has
taken the Store, at Ao. 33, North Second Street, where he
will be pleased to see his old customers and friends.
Ho has now on hand a splendid assortment of PARLOR,
HALL, OFFICE, STORE and COOKING STOVES, of the
latest midmost approved kinds, at wholesale and retail.
WM. C. NEMAN,
No. 33, North Second St., Phila.
N.B.—Your particular attention is invited to MEGEE'S
PATENT GAS 13131tNIN G 'WARMING and 'VENTILATING
STOVES, for Parlors, Offices, Stores, Halls, Cars, Sze., which
for economy, purety of air, and ease of management has
no equal. W. C. N.
AW - Odd Castings for all kinds of Stores, on hand.
September 15, 1855.-3 m.
HUNTINGDON lIOTEL.
The subscriber respectfully announces to his friends
and the public generally, that he has leased that old and
well established TAvrats STAND, 'known a 9 the
Huntingdon House, on the corner of Hill and i n
Charles Street, in the Borough of Huntingdon.— e
Ho has fitted up the House in such a style as to —I -
render it very comfortable for lodging Strangers and. Tray
elers.
HIS TABLE will always be stored with the best the sea
son can afford, to suit the tastes and appetites of his guests.
HIS BAR 'will always be filled with Choice Liquors, and
HIS STABLE always attended by careful and attentive
Ostlers.
.OaY - Ile hopes by strict attention to business and a spirit
of accommodation, to merit and receive a liberal share of
public patronage. I'. McATEER.
May 12, 1858-Iy.
ALEXANDRIA FOUNDRY !
The Alexandria Foundry has been
bought by IL C. McGILL, and is in blast„4o l l
and have all kinds of Castings, Stoves,
chines,Plows, Kettles, &c., which he opirrOi'adi
IN-in sel at the lowest prices. All kinds
of Country Produce and old Metal taken in exchange for
Castings, at market prices,
April 7, 1858,
COUNTRY DEALERS can
O" . Zr buy CLOTHING from me in Huntingdon at
•
WHOLESALE as cheap as they can in the
cities, as I have a wholesale store in Philadelphia.
Huntingdon, April 14, 1858. H. ROMAN.
VARNISH ! VARNISH ! !
ALL KINDS, warranted good, for sale at
BROWN'S Hardware Store,
Huntingdon, Pa.
April 28, 185S-tf.
- L ) ADIES ATTENTION !—My assort
_
meat of beautiful dress goods is now open,
and ready
for inspection. Every article of dress you maydeaire can
be found at my store . D. P. GWIN.
HARDWARE! •
A Largo Stock, just received, and for sale at
BRICKER'S MAMMOTH STORE
THE MAMMOTH STORE
Is the place for Latest Styles of Ladies' Dress Goods
LirRRICKER'S Mammoth Store is the
,
place to get the we rth of your money, in Dry Goods,
ardwaro, Groceries, &c., &c.. &c.
DOUGL ASS & SHERWOOD'S Pat
ent Extension Skirts, for sato only by
EIMER. 6 MeIIIIIRTRIE.
WHEAT!
For sale at
.....$1 50
WILLIAM' LEWIS,
VOL. XIV,
Life has ono dream, one soul-absorbing dream,
No matter what the substance or the theme,
'Tis life's whole essence!—on this die we cast
Our world of hope—perchance, to lose at last.
Oh, golden dream of early youth and love!
Glorious thy setting forth, bright spirit-dove!
But how wilt thou return, poor, venturous . one,
With thy wings drooping, thy young freshness gone?
Oh, blessed dream!—how the full heart is thrown
In all its strength on this, on this alone !
Precious absorption of each power and sense !
Fairy delight!—but what the recompense?
Maiden, rememberest thou the happy hours,
At eve, when wand'ring 'mid the breath of flowers,
Thou did'et inhale the fragrance of their sigh ?
Can'st thou recall the wind's low melody ?
Dost thou remember how the sunset seem'd,
Even as though with Heaven's own light it gleam'd ?
Dost thou remember the mild balmy air,
Ilow soft the turf seetu'd, and the world how fair?
Dust thou remember how, when lonely straying,.
Sweet angel-lutes have seem'd around the playing?
'Twas but the gushiugs of thine own young heart
-011,, minstrelsy superior to all art I
Rememberest thou how e'en a leaf or flower
Could melt thy soul to softness in that hour?
Enchantment dear!—sublimity of joy!—
Life was all beauty then without alloy,
Dost thou remember one beloved name
Which, stealing ou the winds, in music came
Upon thy raptured ear—one form divine,
Which on thy soul like stars iu night did shine?
This was thy dream'—who wots of the awaking,
The struggle, or the strife, or the heart's breaking I
'Twas but a common end—life's dream was o'er,
And thou, fond dreamer :—ah, we ask no more.
Life has for all one dream!—that dream may ho
Of giant ambition, wealth, love, poesy;
No matter what, we all have some great aim,
Some dear desire—love, glory, wealth or fame.
We dream and struggle on, hoping to win
That one great object—ah, the strife within,
The restless longings of the weary heart,
Perchance, at last to see its hope depart.
Yes, thou bast many dreams, young heart, but which,
That dream whichitath the power thy soul to touch,
That into which Mine energies are thrown,
The all subduinc!—life has one alone
Dream on, dream on, and struggle to attain,
What maketh life seem worthy of the gain;
Bright is the beam of.that undaunted eye!
Dream on—thine all is staked upon that die!
So have I dreanid—no matter what the end—
The poetry of life its charm could lend
To all around :—if the bliss be o'er,
So is the straggle—now, I dream no more.
At least, I dream not now as once I dreamed;
Ali, ne'cr will Nature seem as then she seem'd
Gone are the revellings of young delight,
The bursts of rapture at some sound or sight.
The soft enchantment breathing all around,
Till earth seem Paradise or fairy ground ;
The perfumed atmosphere, suffused with bahu;
The spirit's gladness and the spirit's calm.
S. S. SMITH
All these are gone; and gone the thrills of old,
The silent ecstacy, the bliss untold!
Gone the dear wanderings by the quiet stream;
Gone are the smiles and tears—gone, gone the dream
We have long considered eating an impor
tant part of our daily pleasure and duty.
There are rules to be observed, which physi
ologically considered, are intimately connec
ted with health and life, and hence, with our
success and characters. We should eat at
regular times, cat wholesome food, eat slowly,
masticate well, be cheerful while we eat,
drink but little while eating, eat to live and
not to kill ourselves.
But the thought on our mind just now, is
relitively to the proprieties of the table.
There are many little courtesies and refine
ments among well-bred people at the table,
which many regard with indifference, that
just now seem to us particularly appropriate
and becoming. We say just now, because
we had occasion a few days since, to feed
some Indians, fresh from the forest. Their
manner of eating was so hoggish, greedy,
gormandish, as to be absolutely repulsive,
not to say loathsome. That human beings
could eat so like brutes, we had not before
dreamed. We had heard before of " bolting
food," " roughing it," " taking it the natural
way," &c., but. we had no real conception of
the coarseness and brutality of savage eat
ing. We saw then the beauty of the refine
ments of the civilized table, as we had never
seen it before. We realized sensibly the im
portance of cultivating a chaste and proper
manner of eating, a refinement of table eti
quette that shall be at once graceful and
agreeable.
' There are few places in which one's breed
ing shows itself more clearly than at the ta
ble. A low-bred man will generally be ill
mannered and cJarse at the table. A selfish
man will usually show his selfishness as soon
at the festal board as elSewhere. ' An awk
ward man will be sure to be doubly awkward
at the table. A bashful man is most bashful
when he eats in company of others. A mean
man will be especially mean at his own ta
ble. On the contrary a gentleman is espe
cially a gentleman at his meals. The gener
ous here shows his generosity ; the polite
man his politeness ; the well-bred man his
good manners; the graceful man his polish ;
the dignified man his dignity.
With the American people, table etiquette
is too much neglected. More attention to
good manners, to a graceful and easy style of
eating, to table politeness and courtesy, would
do much to polish our people, and make their
common behavior more agreeable and satis
factory to themselves. Our example and in
struction before our children are important
to them. There is such a thing as excessive
politeness, as an exquisite mannerism at the
table, which is to be avoided; but we are
more likely to offend with our coarseness.
R. C. McGILL
D. Er..,NVIN'S
c.c.tett Vintry.
THE ONE DREAM OF LIFE.
=I
How to Bat
s,.e.t.ect
HUNTING A SITUATION.
John Peters had just graduated from the
Merchantile College in New York, and with
a recommendation in his pocket, was now in
search of a situation. He was a good look
ing young man of twenty-three, had earned
with his own hands the money that Professor
Ferdinand Costello de Guer had received for
his education when finished. If we mistake
not, John Peters was a native of a little town
in Connecticut, which from some oversight
on the part of previous compilers, has had
the misfortune to be entirely overlooked by
the great Col. Brookes, in his universal scru
tiny of the State.
For fear of rendering the town classical,
as being the birth-place of our hero, we
shall refrain from further mention of it, sat
isfied that the curiosity as already excited,
will induce future compilers to he more accu
rate in their researches, and thus, in the
course of time, it may come to be awarded
to aforesaid town, in spite of its isolation and
obscurity, its due share of geographical no
tice and importance.
In what part of the city, John Peters re
sided, or where he happend to be on the
- morning to which we refer, is a point not
clearly shown.- lam sorry, however, because
the locality of John Peters night tend to
strengthen the identity of John Peters, and
prevent him (had this fact, with other impor
tant items, been duly established in the mind
of the wealthy and influential John Meirs,)
from entrapping the pretty bird which policy
and worldly calculations had already beat
into the bush for John Peters the second.
That John Peters had been looking over
the morning papers, cannot be doubted, from
the fact that nine o'clock, A. M., found him
standing at the door of John Meirs' counting
room. Mr. Meirs having that morning ad
vertised for a book-keeper.
" I believe I have the honor of addressing
Mr. John Meirs ?" said John Peters, touch
ing his hat and bowinc , profoundly.
" The same," responded Mr. Meirs, with a
frigidly dignified bow. "Can I be of any
service to you ? Please proceed."
John Peters hesitated and glanced about
the room ; the presence of Mr. M. was recog
nizable in every object.
" What shall I do ? If there was only a
hole somewhere," thought John. But as
there was no hole, John proceeded.
" My name is Peters—John Peters, at your
service."
Mr. Meirs sprang from his arm chair as
though he had received a shock from some
invisible battery.
" John Peters, by all that's gracious !"
cried Mr. Meirs, embracing him. "And here,
like an old simpleton, have I been treating
you, thinking you a stranger all the while,
according to the most frigid rules of etiquette.
I deserve to be blowed for having studied
Count de Orsay's Treatise. But how is your
father—how stupid in me. I can see him in
every feature of your face—in good spirits I
reckon ?—yes, I see, no matter about the an
swer—arrived in the morning train—all
tired, no doubt. Yes, of course, how could
I expect you to be otherwise 2—rode 411 night !
Perfectly unexpected, though I didn't dream
of your coming before the expiration of an
other week—l think your father said in his
letter a week from Friday—to-day, let me
see, this is Wednesday, which would leave it
a week from day after to-morrow. But no
matter ;• you are just as welcome. Ah! here
comes an omnibus, it will take us within two
minutes walk of my residence, and Bella is
at home this morning. She can't help but
be delighted—come," and he caught the arm
of John Peters, and started in the direction
of the street.
"I fear there is a slight misunderstanding,
somewhere !" faltered John, attempting to
withdraw his arm ; it is true, my name is
John Peters 71
" Of course, and my name is John Meirs,
and you are to marry my daughter, Bella.—
I can see no misunderstanding about the
matter. " Hallo !" he shouted, at the same
time beckoning to the driver of the 'bus, and
renewing his hold upon John Peters' arm ;
" halo, there, two fares this way I"
The driver held up, and Mr. Meirs, in
spite of the half-formed remonstrances of the
bewildered John Peters, hurried him into the
'bus, and in five minutes more, they were
ascending the marble steps of the merchant's
mansion.
"Is Bella at home?" inquired Mr. Meirs,
of the servant.
" Troth, and I think it was the young mis
tress' voice, I was afther hearing, just now,
in the pecanny room."
Mr. Meirs led the way, in the direction in
dicated, while John, much embarassed, fol
lowed. He felt that it was high time for an
explanation. But Mr. Meirs was' too much
pre-occupied with the one idea, the identity
of. John Peters and his marriage with Bella,
to heed the confused and broken sentences
of our hero, and the next moment found him
face to face, with
,one of the most bewitch
ingly beautiful creatures be had ever seen in
his life-time.
" This is Bella," said Mr. Meirs, with sonic
pride; you doubtless remember her. This
your cousin John, I hope you have not for
gotten him. What in the world makes you
stare so, Bella? I told you his hair would
be as dark as yours by this time, but you
wouldn't believe it at all."
Here, Mr. Meirs consulted his watch, and
said
‘ 4 But must be in Wall street, by ten,
and so I must be obliged to trust you to your
own government, till dinner."
With this, Mr. Meirs left our hero, inde
scribably confused. No sooner had he de
parted, than Bella burst into a ringing laugh,
and exclaimed, "how funny."
Merriment is said to be contagious—John
Peters laughed a response to Bella; and he
had a most beautiful way of doing it, which
Bella, in spite of the novelty of their situa
tion,
acknowledged with a blush.
"There is a great mistake," said John
HUNTINGDON, PA., OCTOBER 20, 1858.
-PERSEVERE.-
Peters, bowing sorrowfully, as if he would a
c tale unfold.
" I see," said Bella, " you are trying to
cover up your red hair with a wig. I hate
red hair, and the change retakes you look so
funny—it does, indeed."
" It is all a mistake," persisted John, red
dening. " I never wore a wig in my life,
Miss Bella."
" Then you must have colored it, for it was
red ten years ago, and I used to laugh at you
when I was angry; and I advised you to keep
one eye open, lest you set the bed curtains
on fire."
" What an awkward situation,"
cried John
desperately. "It is true am John Peters,
but not the John Peters you take me for. As
for having red hair, I never had that honor,
I assure you." •
It was now Bella's turn to look surprised.
"And who are you then, if you are not
John Peters, of Baltimore ?"
"I am John Peters,
: of Connecticut, a grad
uate from the Mercantile College, and at
present in search of. a. situation. lam not
your cousin, and never saw you to my knowl
edge until to-day, though, I must confess,
you are the prettiest girl I ever did see, and
I begin to envy the genuine John Peters,
your cousin, for I can't help liking you al
rea,dy."
"You do? Indeed, how funny. Then
you are not my cousin from Baltimore, and
what is better still, my father thinks you are.
I do detest a cousin for a husband, whether
he be cousin or no. But how did it happen
that papa made such an odd mistake ?"
" Well, the fact is, the whole thing is a
mistake from the beginning, and was attrib
utable to an advertisement in the morning
papers. Your father F wanted a book-keeper,
and advertised. I. saw the advertisement,
and applied directly for the situation. Before
stating my business, I introduced myself as
John Peters, whereupon, your father, forget
ting there might . be another John Peters in
the world, bundled me into an omnibus and
hurried me,here before I could offer an ex
planation."
" How odd.l" exclaimed Bella. "And you
are not my cousin after all ?—but I rather
like you, and am not a little pleased at the
adventure, because we can both laugh over
father's mistake, and the absent John Peters'
red -hair."
" But I - must explain the matter immedi
ately, though I dislike thq idea of giving you
up to the absent John Peters," answered our
hero, with the same winning smile, " espe
cially, as you have a natural antipathy to
red hair."
" I don't see the use of explaining. Sup
pose we both keep quiet, and let it go for
granted that we are cousins—what harm can
there be in it ?"
" And then suppose he, thinking me cousin
John Peters, should insist on our being mar
ried before the genuine John Peters comes
from Baltimore."
" Oh, it would be delightful 1 Ido hate
to marry my cousin John, besides, I like you
a thousand times better. There isn't the
least romance in marrying one's cousin, es
pecially such a cousin as John Peters, of
Baltimore."
Here Bella laid her pretty white hand on
his arm and said :
" But you don't care for me ; of course,
you wouldn't like to be married just to please
me. I don't blame you either, for I wouldn't
marry a cousin if I could help it."
"On the contrary," cried John, clasping
the little hand warmly. " I would give the
world for that happy privilege."
" Then you must promise to keep still and
let the matter rest as it is. You will do it,
won't you ?"
" Most certainly," answered John, "if it
please you."
On his return, and to his no little delight,
Mr. Moire found Bella deeply interested in
cousin John. " I thought you would come
round," said he. " These girls are always
perverse when their lovers are out of sight,
but mighty warm hearted and agreeable when
they have got together. Howbeit, I fancy
there is a slight vein of duplicity in the best
of them, I do."
" Oh, no, papa, you should not be so hasty
in your conclusions, for haven't I told you all
along that cousin John's hair was red, and
that my principal objection was based upon
the fact. But you see there is a slight mis
take somewhere, for his hair, (pointing to the
counterfeit cousin's,) is quite dark aneglossy.
I must really confess,
papa:that I like John
very much ; great deal more than I expec
ted: I do, indeed."
" Then," said Mr. Meirs, exultingly, " if I
were in John's place, I would just take the
liberty to strike while the iron is hot. There
is nothing gained by delays, and a week
hence you might be as far off the handle as
you were a week ago."
" Oh, no, I am not fickle, but I will leave
the whole matter with you and John."
" There, Bella, you talk like a sensible
girl," cried Mr. Meirs. " I knew you would.
I like your resolution. There is nothing so
rare in the world, as a sensible girl at your
time of life. John is no fop or profligate. He
will make you a good husband ; will look
after your interest, and I think will be worthy
of you. As for the wedding, John, it shall
. oe left entirely to you. Bella is 'Willing, and
I can see nothing to prevent its taking place
right away."
"I think whatever you think proper," said
John. Any arrangement agreeable to you,
will be equally so to me. I have a great re
spect and affection for Miss Meirs, and I can
safely say, that to be the husband of your
daughter this moment or at any future time
would be to me the choicest Gift of Heav
en."
_
" Very sensible remarks," says Mr. Meirs
joyfully, "and as you are obliging enough to
leave the matter to my direction,
I shall say
a week from Friday, that being the day on
which I first anticipated your coming. This
will give Bella ample time for all necessary
preparations, and you, also, to apprise your
father, and such other friends from Balti
more, as you aro disposed to invite.
" If I might be allowed the preference in
this respect," answered our hero, glancing at
Bella for encouragement, " I would much
rather not mention it to lay father and
friends till afterwards, and thus give them
an agreeable surprise. In fact, before-I saw
her this morning, I had not even dreamed of
such sudden good fortune."
"And beside," interposed Bella earnestly,
" your father might not like journeying so
soon after an attack of the gout. As for me,
I would much prefer a quiet wedding, with
only a few friends present. Besides, I would
a great deal rather give the money away,
which would be spent on such an occasion,
to some of the poor familieS who are starving
in this city."
"Nobly spoken," cried Mr. Meirs with en
thusiasm and glancing at Bella with a look
of pride and affection. " Nobly spoken, my
daughter. With such prudence and charita
ble feelings, you will make your cousin John
a pattern of a wife. I heartily agree with
you in this respect, and you shall have it all
your own way.
During the time which elapsed between
this, and the day set apart for the marriage
of his daughter, Mr. Meirs seemed overflow
ing with good humor and enjoyment. Ile
made several presents to the poor of his ac
quaintance, and even gave Bella the sum of
-five hundred dollars to be used, if she choose,
for the same purpose.
In the meantime our hero was living in
the greatest kind of intimacy with Bella.—
Every'day they rode or sung together, while
the merchant looked on and entered into
their plans with increasing satisfaction.
At length the long anticipated Friday ar
rived, and a few chosen guests were assembled
at the residence of Mr. Meirs, to - witness the
nuptials. John Peters had eAausted his
last dollar in remunerating the tailor, who
had furnished him with a new wedding coat,
and by the assistance of the barber, who had
trimmed and finished his moustache, cut and
curled his hair after the most approved style,
our hero 'was really as fine a looking fellow
as could be found anywhere within the pre
cincts of the city. Mr. Moire and Bella were
nat a little proud in introducing him among
their aristocratic friends. The pastor who
presided over the church, with which Mr.
Meirs was connected, had already arrived,
accompanied by a clerical acquaintance ;
while Bella, attired in a dress of white satin,
with a white veil, surmounted by a crown of
flowers, bad just entered, resting on the arm
of the bridesmaid. During the sensation
created by the entrance of the bride, another
door opened and a young man some five feet
four inches in height, with dusty garments
and very red hair, was pushed in by the ser
vant, and with much amazement depicted on
his freckled, unprepossessing features, sank
down in the nearest chair, without attracting
particular attention at the time, from the rest
of the company assembled.
As the ceremony progressed, and the ques
tion.was asked by the clergyman, if any one
objected to the banns, he, of the red hair and
freckles rose up, and said :
" I object, Mr. Clergyman, most decidedly
object
"What," cried Mr. Meirs, springing for
ward and confronting the excited young man
of the red hair and freckles. "And who are
you that dare object to my daughter's mar
riage with her cousin ? Will you explain
yourself, sir ?" cried the enraged Mr. Meirs,
shaking his fist in the face of the terrified in
truder. " Speak, or by . my faith, I will bun
dle you head foremost into the street."
" I can't sir," replied the proprietor of the
chair, "while you continue so excited."
"Then, by my soul," cried the merchant,
still more excited in his tone, "I'll just give
you to understand, that you have no right to
dictate in my house." And suiting the ac
tion to the word, he seized the unlucky in
truder by the shoulders and forced him from
the room.
" Now," cried Mr. Meirs, turning to the
clergyman," proceed with the ceremony."
Agreeaby to Mr. Meir's request, the cere
mony proceeded, and in less time than it
takes us to relate it, John, and Bella, clasp
ing her husband's hand, knelt before her
father, and said:
" Forgive us, dear father, for the deception
practised upon you. This is not cousin John,
of Baltimore."
" Then, who under the sun, is he ?" cried
Mr. Idlers, glancing about the room in the
most bewildered manner.
" It is John Peters, but not cousin John.
My dear husband came, in the first place, to
you, in search of a situation, and you, forget
ting that there might be another John Peters
in the world, besides nephew John, have
very innocently assisted us in carrying out
the deception. Therefore, you must forgive
my dear husband, for he is far less to blame
than either of us; for you, in the first
. place,
being deceived by the name, and we, in the
second place, having the misfortune to be
greatly pleased with one another, it is quite
natural for us to yield to the temptation.
" I see," answered Mr. Meirs, with much
apparent chagrin, " I have just had the
honor of turning your cousin out of the door,
which makes a compound bluer on my
part. To tell you the truth, Bella, lam far
more vexed at my own stupidity, than with
any one else. As for John Peters," added
Mr. Meirs, in a half humoroub.half sarcastic
tone, "I think I must forgesp him for his
name's sake, if for nothing more. As for
you, husSy, I shairt say to-night, whether I
shall forgive you or not—it will depend,
mainly, on bow we succeed in pacifying your
cousin John."
Suffice it to say, for the final gratification
of the reader, that John Peters, of Baltimore,
was readily pacified, after a suitable explana
tion and apology , being tendered him by his
cousin, on the following day, and, what is
still averred, did actually laugh at the cir
cumstances so heartily, that, for a moment,
his face became redder than his hair.
" And, still further, by those who have a.
right to know, it has been affirmed that John
Peters, of Connecticut, became not only a
model husband to Bella, but a. model assist
ant to Mr. Meirs, in all matters pertaining to
his business.
463- Hurrah for ?—Shadbortes.
Editor and Proprietor.
NO, 17.
441 Have Lost My Way."
A pretty golden haired child, who had
danced in the sunlight and played bo-peep
with the shadows of life - for six happy years,
sat onta door stone; her dishevelled hair, dis
ordered dress and tear stained cheeks be
token& fatigue, alarm and distress, while
ever and anon her ruby lips gave utterance
to a low sad moan, " I have lost my way."
A boy whose open intelligent countenance
betokens honesty and mentality, whose frame
is buoyant with health, whose heart throbs
with, pure impulses; imbibing false notions
of manliness, and independence, impatiently
resists or throws off parental restraint, laughs
at the fears and advice of those who in his se
cret heart acknowledges to be his best and
only friends, and gives his hand to the world,
whose siren voice allures him to destruction.
The seductive wiles of the social glass, the
semi-intoxication of the fragrant Ha - vanna, the
congeniality of pretended friends, the glare
and fashion of society, and the damning allure
ments of the gaming-table bewilder and daz
zle till finally a withered, decrepid, senseless
mockery of a man, old' ere life is well begun,.
sits helplessly down at the portals of Death,
and his whitened lips give forth the burden,.
"Alas! alas I I have lost my Way."
The girl, who, laying aside the graceful
diffidence belonging to her, and, flaunting in
gaudy robes and blazing with tinsel.
..boldly
challenges the notice of the world, has al
ready lost sight of the path of true woman
hood. Blinded by the witchery that flash
literature throws around lovers and court
ship, and the opprobrium too often attached
to "old maids," ere she is well into her teens,
she is. on the look-out for romantic adven
tures, moonlight walks, whispered vows, and
a husband. There, the horoscope ends. Of
the realities of living, and the proper object
of existence, she knows nothing, blindly
imagining that the honeymoon is to last for
ever. Would that a mother's hand could ar
rest her steps, and kindly but judiciously
lead her to the path she has forsaken, for
truly, she has " lost 'her way."
The merchant, who, in his haste, to Do
rich, resorts to fraudulent means, the me
chanic, who palmi off an inferior article
upon a customer, the farmer, who, forgetful
of the golden rule, over-reaches his neighbor,
the man, in whatever station, who lives in
opposition to the great principles of 'truth
and charity, who oppresses the poor, who
places temptation,before the weak, who con
forms to the Opinionio..tho world, in contra
diction to the requir• i'i 3 : 7- f„ .. „of . right and his
- own conscience, is fast- - :, . g sight of the
road that leads to peace a . IL ; !appiness, and
roving among the labyrinCk .:, windings of
error;- from which a firm an. :- -- tire repent
ance and reformation, alone. .....::',.ave him.—
Too often and too perversely, ;. ave we all;
at times, " lost our way." _
The DifacuWes of Home.
The house mother also has her troubles •
ay, be she ever so gifted with that blessed
quality of taking them lightly and cheerful
ly; weighing them at their just value and no
more; f never tormenting herself and every
body else by that peculiarity of selfish and
narrow minds, which makes the breaking of
a plate as terrible a calamity as the crash of
an empire. No one can hold the reins of
of family government for ever so brief a
.time without feeling what a difficult position
it is ; how great is daily need of self-control,
fls the very first means of controlling others;
of incessant individual activity, and a person
al carrying out of all regulations instituted
for the ordering of the establishment—which,
unless faithfully observed by the mistress,
the eye and heart of the house, are no more
than a dead letter to the rest of the establish
ment. No doubt this entails considerable
self-sacrifice. It is not pleasant for lazy la
dies to get breakfast over at that regular
early hour which alone sets a household fair
ly a going for the day ; not for unarithmati
cal ladies, who have always reckoned their
accounts by six-pences, to put down each
item, and persevere in balancing periodically
receipts and expenditure ; nor for weakly,
nervous, self-engrossed ladies to rouse them ,
selves sufficiently to put their house in order,
and keep it so, not by occasional spasmodic
" setting to rights," but by a general meth
odical overlooking of all that is going on.
therein.
Yet, unless all this is done, it is in vain to
insist on early rising, or grumble about waste,
or lecture upon neatness, cleanliness, and or
der. The servants get to learn that "missis
is never in time!" and laugh at her com
plaints of their unpunctuality. They see no
use in good management or avoidance of
of waste. " Missis never knows about any
thing." She may lecture until she is weary
about neatness and cleanliness---" Just put
your head into her room and see l" For all
moral qualities, good temper, truth, kindliness,
and above all, conscientiousness, if these are
defficient in a mistress, it is idle to expect
them in servants, or children, - or any member
of the family circle.--A - Woman's Thoughts
about Women.
FUNNY MATRIMONIAL ADVENTURR.-A Pat
terson paper tells a funny story of a matri
monial adventure that occurred in New Jer
sey :—" We learn that there is a report, that
a girl, by the name of Catharine Maria May,
was to have been married to Andrew E. Bush,
at Yawpough, Bergen county, on Saturday
night, the 4th ult. The company was all as
sembled and the ceremony about to take
place. The minister and bride were waiting
the arrival of the happy-to-be-made young
man. He was soon espied coming toward
the house, dressed for the occasion, and ar
rived at the gate, where he was met by her
father, who prevailed on him to go back, and
would. not allow him to enter the house.—
After this, the party sat down to supper,
after which, the girl was married to John
Odell, who had been invited as one of the
guests."
ALL SwErT AWAY.—Among the many sad
incidents, says the New Orleans Delta,
of the
present epedemic which have come to our
knowledge, and which we have generally.ab
stained from publishing, is the following,
perhaps unsurpassed in afflictive interest:—
"A German, who came to this city many
years since, has acquired a large property, and
last spring he sent over to 'faderland' and re
moved to this city all the members of his im
mediate family, in number some seven or
eight—father And mother, brothers, and sis
ters. Not long after their arrival the pesti
lence entered his household, and ceased not
its work of death until every one of the
newly arrived relatives were carried forth to
their graves in a strange land„ which they
had come so far to fill
Pleasure is a rose, near which there
ever grows the thorn of evil. It is wisdom's
work so carefully to cull the rose as to avoid
the thorn, and let its rich perfume exhale
to heaven, in grateful adoration of Him whg
gave the rose to blow.
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