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"Your name," said thejudge, as he eyed her With kindly look, yet keen, "I's—Mary hlc!uire, if you please sir,"— "And your age ?"—"I am turned fifteen," "Well, Mary"—and then from a'paper Ile slowly and gravely read— " Yon are charged here—l'm sorry to say it— With stealing three loaves of bread." "You look not like an offender, And I hope that you can show The charge to Be false. Now, tell me, Aie you guilty of this or no ?" A passionate burst of weeping Was at Srst her sole reply, But she dried her tears in a moment, And looked in the jetdge's eye. "I will tell you just how it was, sir, Alp father and mother are dead, And my little blethers and sisters Were hungry and asked me for bread, At first I earned it for them Working hard all day, Bat somehow times were bad, sir, And the work all fell away. "I could get no more employment ; The weather was bitter cold, The young ones cried and shivered— (Little Johnnie's but four years old) So, what was Ito do, sir? I am guilty, do not condemn, I took—oh WO3 it stealing? The bread to give to them." Every man in the court-room— Gray-heard and thoughtless youth— Knew, as he looked upon her, That the prisoner spake the truth, Out from their pockets came kerchief, Out from their eyes sprung tears, And out from old faded wallets Treasures hoarded for years. The judge's face was a study— The strangest you ever saw, As he cleared his throat and murmured Something about the law. For one so learned in such matters— So wise in dealing with men, He seemed, on a simple question, Sorely puzzled just then. But, no one blamed him or wondered, When, at last, these words tbey•beard— "The sentence of this young prisoner Is, for the present, deferred," And no one blamed him or wondered When he went to her and smiled, And tenderly led from the court-room, Himself, the "guilty" child. —Home Journal. 3ht It is twenty-five years since my little story began, and I wonder what made me remember it to-day ! Nothing in the sur rounding circumstances, I am sure, yet in the midst of this Crowded city while the streets were yet full of light and life, all at once, I thought of that gray, cool eve ning, the silent sweetness of the lonely garden, and the plaintive cry of some lost lainb on the mountains. My uncle had gone nearly two hours before to see a dy ing child in the village ; but the twilight lingers long in that northern latitude, and so, though it was nearly 10 o'clock, I put on my hakand sauntered down the little bridge path to meet him. I had not far to go, but I was much astonished to find him accompanied by a young man, known as "Dark Harry Henshawe." Both of them seemed to be under great emotion, the doctor took my hand silently, the young Henshawo neither 'raised his eyes nor opened his mouth. I knew that he had a very bad name in country side, and that the shadow of a great crime hung over him, therefore my astonishmeht was Still greater when he followed my uncle into his study and after remaining there a few minutes went away again, without speaking a word to any of the family: "Well !" said Aunt Mary, "after that, what?" "Uncle to supper, I suppose ; perhaps he will explain." But he did not, until prayers were over and the servants in their room; then he told us that Harry had demanded money from him on his way home in a way which left no doubts as to his intentions. "What did you do, uncle ? Did you give him money ?" "I said, 'No, no, Harry • what I have on me is not worth the taking; but if you will walk beside me, and tell me all your trouble, I will lend you enough to make a man of yon again.' " Aunt Mary looked injured, and her knitting needles spoke for her. "Don't be grieved, wife The lad has been driven to destruction by false accu sation, and be'a innocent ; upon my word, I believe he's innocent." "Very well. • If you know better than judge and jury and all the country side, of course he's innocent." BUSINESS CARDS, "God often reveals to charity, Mary, what he hides from wisdom. The boy is innocent; I intend to help him to prove "How ? By a new trial ?" "No. By a new life. I have loaned him $l6lO, and he has gone to Texas. "Not a very good reformatory eetool, I should think." "Where God directs the discipline. ev. ery school is good. Come, wife, be hope• ful and charitable." Next day I heard from Aunt Mary something of the young man's history. Three summers ago he had formed the ac quaintance of a gentleman who, partly as a tourist and partly as a sportsman, had spent several months in the neighborhood. For many weeks their friendship had been a marvel, then either familiarity bred con tempt or jealousy kindled hatred. They quarrelled openly and furiously. Three days afterward the body of the stranger was found terribly mangled at the foot of Barrow's Cliff, and Harry was arrested for the murder. Ho was eventually acquitted for want of evidence but he found every one's face dark and every one's heart hard against him ; not even the woman he loved believed him innocent, and be suffered keenly from that negative punishment which is more grievous than many stripes. He sunk lower and lower, and the previous night, in a drunken brawl, had struck to the ground one of his companions. Not caring to undergo the imprisonment and suspense which would be the result, be stopped my uncle and demanded money to flee with. He-got it, and also something far better, "fur every gift of noble origin is breathed upon by hope's perpetual breath." I thoughrat intervals, during a few weeks, of the dark reckless face which had looked into my life for a moment, and then he passed, as I supposed, forever into the shadowy land of memory. Twelve years afterwards I found myself LEGAL BLANKS PAMPHLETS at POO' tAaareir. Guilty or Not Guilty, MONEY AT INTEREST, HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, MAY 6, 1874 one hot night in the middle of August, sailing up the Buffalo bayou, a beautiful lagoon in southeastern Texas. Up the narrow stream, darkened by its arcade of live oaks and magnolias, we slowly made our way. The hot, perfumed air, the un real spectral look of everything, gave me the sensation of dreaming. Oa all the crew and passengers a kind of hushed tranquility had fallen, broken only by slow laboring of the engine, or the lazy thud of some alligator taking the water. I no ticed now, for the first time, how silence is intensified by sympathetic numbers, then it is complete, a"loneliness to be felt," but the soul bathes in such stillness, and hears in it "something which throws an tiquity itself into the foreground." It lasted long; but just as I was beginning to feel it oppressive, we came to an open ing in the densefoliage, and a clear, strong voice said, "Wake up, strangers ! this is the battle field of San Jacinto." Then we gathered round him while he told, in words that moved the heart like a trumpet, the old story over again. How the land was sick with tyranny, and could be cured with nothing but blood. And as the trees parted more and more, and the moon shown full on the speaker, suddenly there came to my remembrance the cold, fresh north ern air, the solemn mountains and the misty moorlands, and I said, "Harry lien shawe !" "That is my name, madam. Pardon me, if I forget yours." "You never heard mine, but you will remember Carsbrook, and the old man whom everybody called Dr. Will." Then he took my hand and kissed it, just as I had seen him kiss my uncle's when they stood together in the dying daylight, the saviour and the saved. When we were alone he told me his subsequent history—there was nothing remarkable in it, he hired himself at first to a large stock raiser, but had prospered so well that now lie himielf owned a fine rancho and quite a patriarchal number of horses, cattle and sheep. "Are you married 2" I asked. "No, no !" be replied, sorrowfully, "Annie turned against me in my trouble, and I've been afraid to trust another wo man." After a" few ,minute's silence he added, "My home is iu the fir West., be yond San Antonio, and it is hardly likely we shall meet again." 'But the eternal future is before us. If we part here which way do you go ?" "Heavenward, madam, I trust?' and he looked into my face with a grave but happy assurance. "My uncle's loan is paid, I suppose ?" "The end of the first year saw the prin cipal paid; the interest I pay regularly to every poor miserable fellow sI see. If I say a word of promise to some despairing wretch, I tell him, 'That is what Dr. Will said to me;' and if I help him to a few needful dollars, I say, 'That's the interest of what Dr. Will set me on my feet with ;' and it is very seldom, madam, the gift goes to the bad, for every unselfish gift pros pers." ‘•Dr. Will would be a happy man if he could see and hear you to-day : "He will be happy enough when we both stand before .God, and I say, was going to hell, and this good man stopped me, he did not pass by on the other side, and leave me with the irreparable.' " There were tears in both our eyes, when, after a short pause, he went on, "and the good did not stop with me • on my way I met other weary and sinful souls, and I stopped them ; and so there is quite a little company walking heavenward that would have been goin g the other way but for Dr. Will's $lOO. Nay, there are some I honestly believe safe there already, and so when his time comes he will find friends there—friends made by the 'mammon of unrighteousness who will receive him into everlasting habitations.' " When we parted I felt so kindly to him that I said, "Farewell, Harry ! You see I call you by your Christian name." And he smiled rather sadly and answer ed, "So I think Christians should call one another." I think to-day of that solemn parting by the garden gate, when the young man made the vow he kept, and the old man cheered and blessed and helped him ; and I try to imagine that blessed meeting when the souls those precious words and that $lOO saved, come in the garb of the shi ning ones to welcome the old man home, and I know there will be rejoicing among the angels, and better than all, the Mas ter's assayed thanks, "Thou didst it unto Me." gintlin 6.)1! flu Ninon. The Tireless Brain EY J. R. MCDONALD. Our brains are seventy year clocks. The angel of life winds them up once for all, then closes the case, and gives the key into the hands of the angel of the resurrection. Tic, tae, tic, tae, go the wheels of thought. Our will cannot stop then,. Sleep cannot still them, madness only makes them go faster. Death alone can stop them by breaking into the case and seizing the ever swinging pendulum which we call the heart, silence at last the clicking of the terrible escapement we have carried so long beneath our wrinkled forehead. If we could only get at them as we lie on our pillows and count the dead beats of thought after thought, and image after image jar ring through the over-tired organ. Will nobody block those wheels, uncouple that pinion, cut the string that holds these weights, blow up the machine with gun powder ? What a passion comes over us sometimes for silence and rest—that this dreadful mechanism unwinding the end less tapestry of time, embroidered with spectral figures of life and death, could have but one brief holiday. Who can wonder that men swing themselves from beams in hempen lassoes; that they jump off from parapets into the swift and gur gling waters beneath; that they take coun sel of the grim fiend who has but to utter his one peremptory monosyllable, and the restless machine is shivered as a vase dash ed upon a marble floor. If anybody would really contrive some kind of a lever that we could thrust in among the works of this horrid automaton and check them or alter their rate of going, what would the wild give for the discovery ? Men are very apt to try to get at the machine by some indirect reason or ether. They clap on the brakes by means of opium, they change the maddening monotony by the use of intoxicating liquors. It is because the brain is locked upend we cannot toneh the movements directly that we thrust these coarse tools in through any crevice by which they may reach the interior, alter its rate of going for a while, and at last spoil the machine. The Little Flew Can a boy be a hero ? Of course he can if he has courao, and a good opportunity to show it. The boy who will stand up for the right, stick to the truth, resist temptation, and _suffer rather than do wrong, is a moral hero. here is an example of true heroism. A. little drummer boy, who had become a great favorite with the officers, was asked by the captain to take a glass of rum. But be declined, allying, "I ens a 'cadet of temperance and do not taste strong driak." "But you must take some now," said the captain. "You have been on duty all day, beating the drum and marching, and now you must not refuse. I insist upon it." But still the boy stood firm, and held to his integrity. The captain then turned to the major and said, "Our little drummer boy isafraid lb chink. lle would never make a soldier:" "How is this ?" said the major, in a playful manner. "Do you refuse to obey the orders of your captain"?" "Sir," said the boy, "I have never re fused to obey the captain's orders, and have always tried to do my duty faithful ly ; but I must refuse to drink rum, be cause I know it will do ma an injury." "Then," said the major in a stern tone of voice, in order to test his sincerity, "I command yon to take a drink, and you know it is death to disobey orders I" The little hero, fixino• ' his clear blue eyes on the face of the officer, said, "Sir, my father died a drunkard; and when I entered the army, I promised my dear mother that I would not drink a drop of rum, and I mean to keep my promise. I am sorry to disobey your orders, sir; but I would rather suffer anything than dis grace my mother and 'break my temper ance pledge." Was not that boy a hero? The officers approved the conduct of that noble boy, and told him, that so long as he kept that pledge, and performed his duty faithfully as a soldier, he might ex pect from them their regard and protec tion. Tha Sabbath There is one weapon which the enemy has employed to destroy Christianity and to driye it from the world, which has nev er been employed but with signal success. It is the attempt to corrupt the Christian Sabbath, to make it a day of festivity, to cause Christians to feel that its sacred and rigid obligation has ceased, to induce them on tint day to mingle in the scenes of pleasure or the exciting plans of ambition, to make them feel that they may pursue their journeys by land and water, by the steamboat and the railway, regardless of the command of God; and this has done, and will continue to do, what no argument, no sophistry, no imperial power has been able to accomplish. The "Book of Sports" did more to destroy Christianity than all the ten persecutions of the Roman Em perors; and the views of the Second Charles and his Court about the Lord's day tended more to drive religion from the British nation than all the fires that were enkindled by Mary.. Paris has no. Sab bath, and.that fact has done more to ban ish Christianity than all the writings of Voltaire; and Vienna has no Sabbath, and that fact does more to annihilatel•eligion than ever did the skepticism of Frederic. Turn the Sabbath into a day of sport diad pastimes, of military reviews, and of pan tomincs and theatrical exhibitions, and not an infidel anywhere , would care a farthing about the tombs of Velney or Voltaire, about the skepticism of Hume, the sneers of Gibbon, or the scurrility of Paine. Read This Disraeli said in his installation address at the University of Glasgow "It is not true that the only real hap piness is physical happiness. It is not true that physical happiness is the highest happiness. It is not true that physical happiness is a principle upon which you can build up a flourishing and enduring Commonwealth. A civilized community must rest on a large realized capital of thought and sentiment. There must be a reserved fund of public morality to draw upon in the exigencies of national life.— Society has a soul as well as a body, the traditions of a nation are part of its exis tence. Its valor and its discipline, its re ligious faith, its venerable laws, its science and erudition, its poetry, its art, its elo quence, and its scholarship, are as much portions of its existence as its agriculture, its commerce and its engincersng Patience "I learned a lesson once," said a lady, "in a barnyard. It was a frosty morning. I was looking out of .a window into the barnyard, where' a great many cows, oxen and horses were waitino•. , to be watered.— For a while they all stood very quiet and still. • Presently one of the. COW 3, in at. tempting to turn round, happened to hit her next neighbor. In a moment this cow kicked and hit her neighbor. She passed on the kick and the hit to the next. And directlythe whole herd were kicking and hitting at each other With great fury. I said to myself, "See what comes of kicking when you are hit." A little patient for bearance will save us from a great deal of trouble. A HINT TO Mini° would-be author was advised to try the effect of-one of his compositions on the folks of home, without confessing its authorship. His, mother fell asleep, his sister groaned, his brother asked him to "shut up," as they had had quite a sufficient shower of words without wit; and at last his wife tapped him Upon the shoulder, with the sweetest possible "Won't that do ?" He then saw how it was . himself, buried his portfolio, recovered his digestion, and Las been a happy man ever since. A Scorert parson had a farmer neigh bor who was in the habit of shooting on Sunday. But after a while this Sabbath breaker joined the church. One day the minister to phone church he belonged met a friend of the farmer, and said : "Do you see any difference in Mr. P- since he joined the church ?" "Oh ! yes," replied the friend ; `•a great difference. Before, when he went out to shoot on Sunday, be carried his gun over his shoulder; but now he carries it under his coat." BRAIN-WORK.The N. 1 7 : Timcs, in discussing brain work in schools, says : "One of the greatest and most frequent errors in regard to brain-work is that of taking it for granted that because one child of a certain age can hear a certain amount of it, another child of the same age can undergo the same amount." Faith makes the discords of the present the harmonies of the future.---Collyer. A Green Countryman Years ago, in a wholesale grocery store in Boston, walked a tall, muscular look ing, raw-boned man, evidently a fresh com er from some back town in Maine or New Hampshire. Accosting the first person he met, who happened to be the merchant himself, he asked : "You don't want to hire a man in your store. do you ?" "Well," _said the merchant, "I don't know; what can you do ?" "Do !" said the man, "I rather guess I can turn my hand to almost anything.— What do you want done ?" "Well, if I was to hire a man, it would be one that could lift well—a strong, wiry fellow; one for instance, that could shoul der a sack of coffee like that yonder, and carry it across the store twice and never lay it down." "There, now, captin," said the country man, "that's just me. What will you give a man that can suit you ?" "I tell you," said the merchant, "if you will shoulder that sack of coffee, and carry it across the store twice and never lay it down, I will hire you for a year at $lOO per month." "Done," said the stranger; and by this time every clerk in the store had gathered around and were waiting to join in the laugh against the man, who, walked to the sack, threw itacross his shoulder with perfect ease,' as it was not extremely heavy, and walking with it twice across the store, went quietly to a large hook which was fastened-to the wall, and hanging the sack upon it, turned to the merchant and said : "There, now ' • it may hang there till Doomsday; I shan't never lay it down.— What shall Igo about mister? Just give me plenty to do and $lOO a month, and it's all right." The clerks broke into a laugh, but it was out of the other side of their months; and the merchant, discom fitted, ye t satisfied, kept his agreement, and to-day the green countryman, is the senior partner in the firm and worth half a million dollars. Ons of Gough's Stories A minister of the Gospel told me in 1874, that a member of his congregation came home, for the first time, intoxicated, and his boy met him on the door-step, clapping his hands and exclaiming, 'Papa has collie home !" He seized that boy by the shoulder, swung him around, stagger ed and fell into the hall. That minister, said to me (I could give you his name if necessary :) "I spent the night in that house. I went out, bared my brow that the night air might cool it. I walked out, and down the hill. There was his child dead; there was his wife in strong convul sions, and he asleep. A man but thirty years of age asleep, with a dead child in the house, having a blue mark upon the temple where the corner of the marble steps had come in contact , with his head as he swung, him around, and a wife on the brink of the grave. "Mr. Gough," said my friend, "I cursed the drink. He had told me that I must remain till he awoke, and I did. When he awoke be passed his hand over his face and exclaimed : " 'What is the matter ? Where am I ? Where 4s my boy ?' " 'You cannot - see " 'Where is my boy ?' he inquired. "'You cannot see him.' 'Stand out of my way. I will see my boy.' To avoid confusion I took hie. to the child's bedside, and as I turned dow4 the sheet and showed him the corpse, he uttered a shriek—'oh ! my ohild.' That minister said further to me, "One year after that he was brought from a luna tic asylum to lie side by side with his wife in one grave, and I attended his funeral." The minister of the Gospel who told me that fact is to-day a drunken hostler in a stable in Bdston. Botanical Swearing We have all heard of Botany Bay, in Australia, as a place whither convicts were formerly sent, and where there was doubt less much swearing, but it was a new thing for botanical names to •be mistaken •thr oaths. The story goes that a man wrote to the editor of a horticultural journal, asking what plants would be suitable ad ditions to dried grasses for winter orna ments. The editor replied "Acroclinium Roseuns, A. album, Gotn phrena•globosa and G. globosa camea." When the man read this he fairly boiled over with rage, and immediately sent a note orderinr , his paper to be discontinued. He averred thatan editor who swore in that way, just because he was asked a sim ple question, should have no support from him. This reminds us of an English traveler whose conscience would net allow him to swear, but who found that at the hotel in France, where he was staying, the waiters were so accustomed to hear Englishmen use strong language, that they considered him a milksop, and neglected him accord ingly. Ile therefore hit upon this expe dient to secure a proper amount of atten tion. Whenever he gave an order he roll ed out in sonorous notes the words "North umberland, Cumberland, Durham." The effect was marvelous. He was henceforth waited upon with the greatest alacrity and assiduity. . Better Whistle Than Whine, As I was taking a walk in September, I noticed two little boys on their way to school. The smaller ono tumbled and fell, and thought he was much hurt, he began to whine in a babyish way—not a regular rearing boy cry, as though he were half killed, but a little cross whine. The older boy took his hand in a kind and fatherly way and said: "Oh, never mind, Jimmy, don't you whine. It is a great deal better for yuu to whistle." Jimmy tried to j‘iin in the whistle. "I cant whistle as nice as you, Char lie," . said he, "my lips won't pucker up goocr. O " "h that is beoause you have not got all the whine out yet," said Charlie, but you try a minute, and the whistle will drive the whine away." So he did, and the last I saw or beard 'Of the little fellows, they were whistling away as earnestly as thougS that were the chief end of life. I learned a lesson, which I hope I shall not soon forget, and it call ed out these few lines, which may possibly cheer another whiner of mature years, as this class is by no means confined to the children. A defendant in a New York court pro duced a letter from a washerwoman testi fying to his good character. This witty stroke of flat irony produced his release. The Great Flood. Millions of Acres SubmErge(l-90,060 Per sons Destitute. NEW ORLEANS, April 25.—CaRtain Blanks, in a letter to a member of the re lief committee, says: I have just returned with the Ouschita Belle from Trenton and Monroe, through the overflowed district of North Louisiana, and see that efforts have been and are being made to relieve the suffering occasioned bythe overflow. I have also seen a tabular statement, which was presented by you to a meeting of cit izens from the overflowed district, held in the Senate Chamber some time last week. From personal knowledge and direct infor motion dirived from others within the last few days, I am satisfied that said estimate is by far too low. As you have been re quested by three different public meetings held in the overflowed districts of Louis iana to represent their wants and con dition, I now present you a statement of localities and numbers needing help at once, so that you may present them to the Governor and committee on distribution appointed by the Mayor. Lower Black River,3oo; harder, ex cluding that pit of loncordia parish, on Black River, 500 ; Wilson's, on Black River, 400; Trinity, excluding Tonsas Bayou, Settle River, 1200; Harrisonburg, including Bayou Louis, 1000 ; Starlis Landing, including Braine Landing, 300 ; Carrer's Landing, 300; Bunker Hil, be tween Ouachita and Bayou Boeuf, 1500; Columbia, including Franklin and Ouach ita or Boeuf River, 200; St. Albans, in cluding the bottom on both sides, 1500; Hopewell and Waco, including back swamp up to the Ouachita line, 1,000 ; •Monroe, 1500. Total, 11,600. At the lowest estimate this number may be said to be in actual want, and may have been so for days. As they have now been under water for soma time, two or three weeks, they have lost all their hogs, and nearly all their cattle are lost or starving. The people themselves have neither money nor credit , no place to go to and nothing to do, but this estimate by no means dis closes the number of those residino• ' on small bayous and creeks which have been overflowed by back water and floods. The people have generally been on land but have lost much of their stock and improve ments and are out of provisions and money and the prospect of making crops are so discouraging that non 3 are willing or able to advance them supplies ; those too inust suffer or receive assistance. If these be added, too the number needing help is not short of 25,000 people in the district re ferred to. Th ese esti mates includes only large places leaving out hundreds of small farmers, and all estimate fur cattle, hogs, and gardens. The population •of these nine parishes is 20,384 whites and 54,033 blacks according to the census of 1870. In the sugar producing districts, ascer tained facts discover an equal, if not a greater amount of ruin and suffering.— These parishes are Coupee, Pointe, East Baton Rouge,, West Baton Rouge, Iber villa, Ascension, Assumption, ealbarche. St. James, St. John, St. Charles, Terre bonne, and Plaquemines. The overflowed territory in these parishes athoants to near ly two and a half millions of acres, tilled and unfilled, includinr , a production of thirty thousand hogsheads of sugar, besides a large production of rice, and crops of small farmers, of whom there are many hundreds, who have lost their stock, and pretty much everything they possessed. The population of these parishes, ac cording to the census of 1807, was 50;368 whites, and 72,241 blacks, makinc , a total Of 122,609, from which must be deducted the population of East Baton Rouge, as only a small portion of that parish has 'suffered from overflow. That deduction being made, the parishes named contain a population of 103,609. In all the par ishes named it is believed that more than 45,000 people are now in actual suffering for the necessary supplies of life, and that, in less than sixty days, the number of those whose circumstances will require alleviation will increase to more than. 50,- . 000 persons. Above are presented all the facts so far as ascertained by the relief committee. LATER Farther information states that the num ber of destitute will now reach upwards of 90,000. Fretful People It is not work that kills men ; it is-wor ry. Work is healthy. You can hardly put ma:e work on a man than he can bear.— Worry is rust upon the blade. It is not the revolution that destroys the machi nery, but the friction. Fear secretes acid, but love and truth are sweet juices. We know a luau with a patient, bond Christian wife, and we never heard him speak a kind, pleasant word to her, and doubt if he ever did in the half century they have lived together. He is always in a fret. You would think he was made of cross-grained timber, and had always been trying to digest a cross cut saw. He is eternally cross and thinks that his wife and childr,m, hired hands, and all the do. mestic animals, have entered into a com bination to worry him to death. He is .not only rusty, but fairly crusted over with it. Friction has literally worn him out, and he will soon worry himself to death. Of course he has never worked to any advantage to himself or anybody else. With him everything goes wrong. He superstitiously believes it is because the devil has a spite against him, when in truth it is nothing but his oWn fretfulness. "JOHN," said a clergyman to his man, "you should become %teetotaler; you have been drinking again to day." "Do you ever take a drop yoursel', meenister ?" "Yes, John; but you must look at your circumstances and mine." "Versa true, Sir," says John ; "but can you tell me how the streets of Jerusalem were kept cleat] ?" "No, John, I cannot tell you that."--, "Weal, Sir, it was just because every one kept his own door clean " A LADY of remarkable conversational powers approached a medical friend with : "Dr. S-, I have a very sore tongue." "Let me look at it," says the doctor. The unruly member was duly protruded. "It is sunburnt, madam, sunburnt," re marked the doctor, who suddenly recol lected that his professional services were wanted in another direction. WATtmiNa.—One cold winter morning a very pretty girl stopped and bought a paper of a ragged little Irish newsboy. "Poor little fellow !" said she. "Ain't yqu very cold ?" "I was, ma'am, a minute ago," was the reply. The young lady bought his whole supply at double the ordinary prices. NO. 18. Tit-Bits Taken on the Fly, What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, and once in a man's life? The letter M. A word of kindness is a seed which, even when dropped by chance, springs up into a flower.—Sigourney. A New York merchant absent-mindedly copied.. a love letter to his 'heart's idol" in the letter book of the firm, before send ing it. A faithful brother in a Fairfield; Con necticut, church, recently prayed for the absent members 'who were prostrate on beds of sickness and chairs of wellness." If a wan bequeathed you a hundred pounds, would you pray for him ?" said a Sunday school teacher to a pupil: "No," said he, "I would pray for another like him." English tourist : "My man, what's your charge for rowing me across the Frith ?" Boatman : "Weel, sir, I was jist thinkin' I canna break the Sawbath day for no less than f'fteen shull'uns." During a recent freshet in Connecticut an editor telegraphed another at the scene of action: "Send me full particulars of the flood." The answer came : "You will find them in Genesis." Mr. Robert Dale Owen, in referring to "Italy's dark eyeddaughters," said "be had seen more handsome girls in New York or Boston in five weeks than he had seen in Italy throughout five years." ' A Chicago educational journal is of opinion that whippingis. a better punish ment than detention after school hours, ,because it gets the blood in circulation, and causes increased activity of the brain. "Do bats ever fly in the daytime r! ask ed a teacher of his class id natural history. "Yes, sir," said the boys, confidently.— "What kini of bats?" exclaimed the as tonished teacher. "Brickbats !" yelled the triumphant boys. The Adam and Eve apple question has at last been definitely settled: It is said by some that Eve 8 and _Adam 2, which makes a total of 10. - Now we figure the whole thing out, and differently : Eve 8 and Adam 8 also. Total, 16. Figires won't lie. "The day is not far distant"' says a na leigh paper, "when the world will begin to look on death as a journey to another country." The Louisville Journal assents to this, and naively adds that the journey will be one on which we can all go as deud-heads. In one of the suburban schools a school inspector gave out the word "psalter" to a class for spelling. It was a poser to all till it reached the foot of the class, when a curly-headed little fellow spelled it cor rectly; but, being asked to define it, be shouted : "Moro salt." Dear young friends, have you ever tried the effect of pleasant wards? If not, be gin to-day. Try them in the school room, in the play ground, in the nursery; and then when night comes count how many hearts have brightened up under the influ ence of your—"pleasant words." "That dog of yoarn flew at me this morning and bit me on the leg, and I no tify you that I intend to shoot it the first time I see it." “The dog is not mad." "•Mad ! I know he's not mad. What has he got to be mad about ? It'e me that's mad !" A little boy and girl had been cautioned never to take the nest-egg when they gath ered the eggs; but one evening the girl reached the nest first, seized the egg, and started for the house. Her disappointed brother followed, crying : "Mother ! moth er Susy she's been and got the egg the old hen measures by." "La me 1" sighed Mrs. Partington, "here I have been suffering the bigamies of death for three mortal weeks. First I was seized with a bleeding phrenology in the left hampshire of the brain, which was exceeded by a stoppage of the left ventila tor of the heart. This gaveme an inflam mation in the borax, and new I:at nick with the chloroform morbus. There istto blessin . like that of health, particularly when you're ill." A Baptist clergyman relates as his early experience that he engaged to preach for a society for $5O a year. Upon a settle ment at the end of the year, be foand that the committee had an item of $2O charged to him for the use of the pulpit to practice in, One of the deacons, however, by way of sympathy for thu pastor, presented him a pair of boot tops. Will you say that there are no real stars, because you sometimes see meteors fall, which for a time appeared to be stars ? Will you say that blossoms never prOdnce fruit, because welly of them fall off, and some fruit which appeared sound is rotten at the. core ?- Equally- absurd is it to say , there is to such thing as real religion, be cause -many who profess it fall away, or prove to be hypocrites in heart.—Payson. A Connecticut man, while eating fish, got a bone in his throat, which irritated and pained him excessively. For forty eight hours he fasted,an the hope that the bone would leave his throat, but it did not.. A friend suggested that he should swallow an egg. He tried the experiment and felt the bone move ; he then swallow ed another egg, and it was gone entirely. This way be worth remembering. Rowland Hill, when preaching on the government of the temper, said : I once took tea with an old lady who was very particular about her china. The servant, unfortunately, broke the best bread and and butter plate; but her mistress took very little notice of the circumstance at the time, only remarking : 'Never mind, Mary, accidents cannot be avoided." "My word, but I shall have it by and by," said the girl when she got out of the room.— And so it turned out. The old lady's tem per was corked up for a season, hut it came out with terrible vengeance when the com pany retired God himself—his thoughts, his will, his love, his judgments—are man's home. To think his thoughts, - to chOose his will, to love his loves, to judge his judgments, and thus to know that be is in us, and with us, is to be at home. And to pass through the vrllezof the shadow vf death, is the way home; but only thus, that as all chan ges have hitherto led us nearer to this home, the knowledge of Odd, so this great est of all outward changes—for it is but an outward ohange—will surely millet us into a region where there will be fresh possibilities of drawing nigh in heart, soul and mind, to the Father of us 41.--Geo. Macdonald.
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