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R.DUBBORROW & CO , The Huntingdon Journal. Printing. PUBLISHED HUNTINGDON, PA, CIRCULATION 1700 SONABLE TERMS paid within the year. JOB PRINTING WITH AND IN THE SUCH AS CIRCULARS, BUSINESS CARDS, PROGRAMMES, CONCERT TICKETS, ORDER BOOKS, RECEIPTS, LEGAL BLA_NIU LETTER HEADS, PAMPHLETS PAPER BOOKS, ETC., ETC., ETC., ETC., ETC., Wit gusto' Pi m. Written for the Jb;RNAL. Ode to Summer. EY J. W. WELCH. All hail thou imperial season, Drest out in a mantle of green ; 'Twere vain to essay a description, Of all thy allurements I ween. The wild flowers blush in their beauty, And sing of thy happy return ; Thy smile wakes the voice of the foreiit. A welcoming anthem to learn. The soul, in ecstatic enjoyment, Bastes ever thy coming to greet ; And pour her terrestrihl oblation Beneath thy majestical feet. Oh! season of magical grandeur, When love's purest qualities bloom Perfuming the heart w'th an odor. Which vies with the roses of June Ilow sweet to the grit( laden mourner, The solacing balm of thy breath It soothes the rude tumult of sorrow, Like faith on the river of death. Go forth in thy glory, great monarch, And gladden each valley and bill ; Spread beauty o'er woodland and city, Speak joy to each sparkling rill. And when the bleak winds of November Disrobe thee of emerald hue; Thy beauty we'll ever remember, While sighing, "Sweet Summer Adieu." Looking Back. I may live long, but some old days Of dear, deep joy akin to pain— Some suns that set on woodland way.; Will never rise for me again; By shining sea, and glad, green shore That frolic waves ran home to kiss, '!:ome words I heard that nevermore Will thrill me with their mystic blis,r, 0 love I still throbs your living hcart— You have not crossed death's sullen tide, A deeper deep holds us apart ; We were more near if you had died— If you had died in those old days When light was on the shining sea, And all the fragrant woodland ways Were paths of hope for you and rue. Dead leaves are in those woodland ways— Cold are the lips that used to kiss ; 'Twere idle to recall those days, Or sigh for all that banished bliss! Do you still wear your old-time grace, And charm new loves with %Indent wiles ? Could I but watch your faithless face, I'd know the meaning of your smiles. —Galaxy, for June. She cierg-?tiler. THE HERO WOMAN. A ROMANCE OF THE REVOLUTION. In a thick wood not more than half a mile from the Schuylkill, there stood in the time of the Revolution, a quaint old fabric, built of mingled logs and stone, and encircled by a pallasaded wall. It had been erected in the early days of William Penn—perhaps some years before the great apostle of peace first trod our shores—as a block house first intended for defense against the Indians. And now it stood with its numerous chimnies, its massive square windows, its varied front of logs and stone, its encircled wall through which admittance was gained by a large and stoughtly built gate; it stood in the midst of the wood witk age worn Lees encircling its veteran outline on every side. From its eastern windows you id r :lit ob tain a glimpse of the Schuylkill waves, while a large casement in the southern front commanded a view of the winding road as it sunk out of view, under the shade of thickly clustered boughs, into a deep hollow not more than a hundred yards from the mansion. Here from the Southren casement., on one of those balmy days which look in up on the dreary autumn, toward the close of November, a farmer's da'ighter was ga zing with dilated eyes and half clasped hands. Well might she gaze earnestly t..) the south, and listen with painful intensity to the slightest sound ! Tier brothers were away in the army of Washington, and her father, a grim old veteran—he stood six feet and three inches in his stockings— who had manifested his hate for the red coat invaders in many a desperate contest, had that morning left her alone in the old mansion,.alone in this chamber, in charge of some ammunition intLnded for a band of brave farmers, about to join the hosts of freedom. Even as she stood there gazing out of the south window, a faint glimpse of sunlight, from the faded leaves above pouring over her mild face, shaded by cluEtering brown hair, ;heir, not ten paces from her side were several loaded rifles and a keg of pow der. Leaning from the casement, she listened with every nerve quivering with suspense for the shouts of combatants, the hurried tread of armed men echoing from the south. There was something very beautiful in that picture. The form of the young girl framed by the square massive window, the contrast between the rough timbers that enclose, and that rounded face, the lips parting, the hazel eyes dilating, and the cheek warming, and flushed with hope and fear, there was something very beautiful in that picture, a young girl leaning from the window of an old mansion, with her brown hair waving in glossy masses around her neck. Suddenly the.shouts or the south grew and then emerging from the deep hollow, there came an old man running at full speed, yet every few minutes turned to fire the rifle, which he loaded as he ran. . He was pursued by a party of ten Brit ish soldiers who came rushing on, the bay onets fixed, as if to strike their victim ere he advanced ten steps nearer the house. On and on the old man came, and his daughter, quivering with suspense, bung leaning from the window; he reaches the large block-house gate—look He is sur rounded ! Their muskets are leveled at his head, be is down, down at their feet grappling for his life. But look again. He dashes into the old block-house, they are rushing towards that chamber with murder in their hearts and their glaring eyes! Had the old man a thousand lives, they were not worth a far thing's purchase now. Still that girl, growing suddenly white as the kerchief around her neck, stands there tremblinc , from head to foot, the ri fle in her hall, its dark tube laid against the powder keg. The door burst open ! Look there ! Stout forms are in the doorway, with mus kets in their hands, grim faces, stained with blood, staring into the room. Now, as if her very soul was coined into the words, that young girl with face as pale as ashes, her hazel eyes glaring with deadly life, utters this: HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 17, 1874. "Advance one step into this room, and I will fire this•rifle into the powder there." Now watch the movements of the daugh ter. Silently she loads a rifle, silently she rests its barrel against the head of the pow. der keg, and then placing her finger on the trigger, stands over her lather's form, while the shouts of the enraged soldiers come thundering from the stairs. Now look to yonder window ; where the young _girl stood a moment ago, with suspense as she beheld her father strug gling for his life, now stands that old man himself, his brow bared, his arm grasping the rifle, while his gray hairs wave back from his wrinkled and hlood dabbled face ! That was a fine picture of an old vetran, nerved from his last fight ; a stout warrior, preparing fiir his death struggle. Death struggle ? Yes—for the old man, Isaac Wampole, had dealt too many hard blows among the British soldiers, tricked, Ibiled and cheated them too often to es cape now. _ A few minutes lotq.,7er and they would be reinforced by a large party of refugeus, the powder, the arms, the old block house, perhaps his daughter herself was to he their rxward. There was Acareely a hope fir the old man, and yet he determined t•) make a desperate fight. _ _ ':We must bluff off these rascals!" he said with a smile, turning to his child— " Now, Bess, my girl, when I fire this rifle, do yzu hand me another, and so on until the whole eight shots are fired! That will keep them on the other side of the wall fur a few moments at least. and then we will have to trust God for the rest Look down there and see a hand steal ing over the wall. The old man leveled his piue—that British trooper falls back with a crushed hand upon his comrade's heads! No longer quivering with suspense, but suddenly grown firm, the young girl passed a loaded rifle to the veteran's grasp and awaits the result. For a moment all is silent below; the British bravoes are somewhatloathe to try that wall when a stout old "llehle," rifle in hand, is looking from yonder window Here is a pause—low, deep murmurs— they are holding a-council. _ A moment is gone, and nine heads are thrust above the wall at once—hark!— One—two—three ! The old veteran has fired three shots, three dying men grovel in the yard. beneath the shadow of the wall. "Quick, Bess, the rifles !" And the brave girl passed the rifles to her father's grasp; there are fmr more shots, and three more soldiers fill back like weights of lead upon the ground, and a single red coat is seen slowly mounting to the top of the wall, his eye fixed upon the hall door, which he will force 'ere a moment is gone. Now the last ball is fired, the old man stands there in that second story window, his hands vainly striving for another load ed rifle. At this momect the wounded and dying band below were joined by a party of .Jonie twenty refugees, who, clad in their half robber uniform, came rushing from the woods, and with one bound are leaping from the summit of the wall. "Quick, Bess, my rifles I" And look there—even while the veteran stood looking out upon the fees, the brave girl—for slender in form and wildly beau tiful in face, she is a brave girl, a hero woman—had managed, as if by instinctive impulse, to load a rifle. She handed it to her father, and then loaded another and another. Was not that a beautiful sight ? A fair, young girl grasping powder and ball, with ramrod rising and falling in her slender fingers ! Now look down to the wall again. The refugees are climbing over its summit— again that fatal aim—again that horrid cry, and another wounded man tumbled down upon his dead and dying comrades. But now look ! A smoke rises there, the fire blazed up around the wall ; they have fired the gate. A moment, and the bolt and lock will be burned from the socket —the passage will be free. Now is the fiery moment of the old man's trial ! While the brave girl loads he contin ues to fire with that deadly aim, but now —oh, horror'. He falls, lie falls, with a musket ball driven into his breast—the daughter's outstretched arms receive the father, as with blood spouting from the wound, he topples from the window. Oh, it is a sad and terrible picture. 'The old man writhing there on the oaken floor, the young daughter bending over him, the light from the window streaming over her face, over her father's gray hairs, while the ancient furniture of the small chamber affords a dim back ground to the scene. . . Now hark ! The sound of axes at the hall door ; shouts ! hurrah ! curses. "We have the old rebel at at last !" The old man raised his head at that sound ; makes an effort to raise, clutches for a rifle, and then falls back again, his eyes glaring, as the short but meaning speech. • "Advance one step into this room, and I will fire this rifle into the powder there." No oath quivers from the lips of that g irl to confirm her resolution, but there she stands alone, with her wounded father, and yet, not a soldier dare cross the threshold ! Embruted as they are in deeds of blood, there is something terrible to these men in the words of that young girl, who stands there, with the rifle laid against the powder keg. They stood, as if spell-bound, on the threshold of that chatfiber. At last, one bolder than the rest, a brave, whose face is half enclosed in a thick red beard, grasps his musket and levels it at the young girl's breast'. "Stand back or I will fire'." Still the girl is firm ; the brave ad vances a step, and then starts back. The sharp "click" of that rifle fidls with nn. pleasant emphasis upon his ear. "Bess, lam dying," gasped the old man faintly, extending his arms. "Ha, ha, we foiled the Britishers ! Come, daughter, kneel here ; kneel and say, a prayer for me and let me feel your warm breath upon my face, for I am getting cold—Oh, dark and cold !" Look ! As those trembling accents fall from the old man's tongue, those fingers unloose their hold of the rifle—already the troopers are sure of one victim, a young and beautiful girl for affection fur her father is mastering the heroism of the moment—look ! She is about to spring into his arms! But now she sees her danger. Again she clutches the rifle; again, although her father's dying accents are in her ears, stands there prepared to scatter that house into ruins, if a single rough hand assailed that veteran form. There arc a few moments of terrible suspense, then a hurried sound far down the mansion, then a contest on the, stairs, then the sound of rifle shot and the light of rifle blaze! Then the ruffians in the doorway fall ; crushed before strong arm of the Continental soldiers. Then a wild shriek quivers through the room ; and that young girl—that hero woman—with one bound, springs forward into her brother's arms, and nestles there while her dead father—his form yet warm—lays with fixed eyeballs, upon the floor. glrmliugtoT into, A Good Word for Romping Girls Most women have dread of these. Moth ers would rather their little daughters were called anything but romps, and say to them : "Be very (juiet now, my dears ; don't run or jump ; try to be little ladies." As if a healthy child could be stall ; as if it could take time to walk or step over what came in its way ; as if' it could fold its little hands in its lap, when its little heart is so brimful of tickle. It is ab surd and wrong, because it is unnatural.— Children, girls as well as boys, need exer c:se ; indeed, they must have it to be kept in a healthy condition. They need it to expand their chests, strengthen their Inns des, tone their nerves, and develop them selves generally. And this exercise must be out of doors too. It is not enough to have calisthenics in the nursery or parlor. They need to be out in the sunshine, out in the wind, out on the grass, out in the woods, out of doors somewhere, if it he no bigger than the common or park. They need a romp every day of their lives. Sup pose they do tan their pretty faces. Bet ter be as brown as a berry and have their pulses good and strong, than white as a lily and complain of cold feet and a head ache. Suppose they do tear their clothes, tear them "every which way," suppose they wear out their shoes, a pair a month, even ; it don't try a mother's patience and strength halt' so much to patch and fix as it does to watch night after night a quer ulous sick child ; and it don't drain a fath er's pocket book half as quick to buy shoes it does to pay doctor's bids. The odds are all on the side of romps. Indeed, we don't believe their is a prettier picture in all the wide world than that of a little girl bal. :awing herself on the topmost rail of an old zig-zag fence, her bonnet on one arm and a basket of blackberries on the other, her curls streaming out in the wind or rippling over her flushed cheeks, her apron half torn from her waist, and dangling to her feet, her fingers stained with the ber ries she has picked, arid her mouth with those she has eaten. Mother. mother, don't scold that little creature when she conies in and puts her basket on the table, and look rueful at the rent in the new ging ham apron, and the little bare toes stick ing out of the last pair of' shoes. Wash off her hot face and soiled hands, and give her a bowl of cool milk and light bread, and when she has eaten her fill and got rested, make her sit down besides you and tell you what she has seen off in those medows and woods. Her heart will be full of beautiful things—the sound ()Nile wind, the tart.- of the leaves, the music of the wild birds, and the laugh of the wild flow ers, the rippling of the streams and the color of pebbles, the shade of the clouds. and the hue of the sunbeams—all those would have woven their spell over her in nocent thoughts, and make her a poet in feeling, if not in expression. No, mothers, don't nurse up your little girls like house plants. The daughters of this generation arc to be the mothers of the next, and you would have them heal thy in body, and genial in tempers, free from nervous affections, fidgets and blues; if' you would fit them for lite, its joys, its cares and its trials, let them have a good romp every day while they are growing.— It is nature's own specific, and if' taken in season, warranted to cure all the ills or the girl and the woman._ A Child's Burial. `A child died at Rocky Bar, in Siera county, says the Sacramento (California) Age. It was the mother's first born, and the miners buried it by the moonlight.— It was a wild and solemn looking place, where at night, save the river roaring, si lence is so deep that one can almost hear it. It was a baby's funeral, of one who had opened its sweet eyes but for a few short weeks, then closed them, to look up next with angel eyes—to smile next at the mu sic of the angel voices. The little form must be laid away front our sight in a rough and strange land, Set among the strangers there are kindly and careful hands to smooth the narrow bed. There arc hearts among this goodly band that stand around the bier. that are deeply and tenderly touched by the sight of that dead baby and sorrowing mother. As gently as a father would his child, a stalwart man bears out the coffin, and the mourners fol low him over the rough path, across the rocky river bed, and up the steep bank, to the rude burial ground of the miner Nica hands have h'Alowad the little grave. :Ind gently they lower down the dead to its place of rest. With care they cover the coffin, and softly lay in the earth, lest it should strike to heavily over the precious decd and upon the torn hearts of the mourners. It is touching to see strong men, who have looked on terrible deaths and become familiar with danger and accident in their worst forms, bendingso pityingly over that baby's grave. Dear babe - , if thy mission on earth was but to be buried, has it not been rich in blessing ? Thy burial scene has borne back the hearts and memories of those who have looked on thy still face, to the inn.). cent loving fitcea they left long ago. It has brought back many a forgotten scene where holy influences and gentle thoughts have shed upon life's pathway a light whose glory has never faded. Sleep soft, dear child, "And childlike on His love repose, Who giveth his beloved sleep." "Handsome is that Handsome Does," Unfortunately, beautiful women arc not always good and gentle, and a pretty face does not, as a general thing, inspire love and trust. But there arc exceptions to all rules. I was once walking a short distance behind a very handsomely dressed young girl, and thinking, as I looked at her beautiful clothes, "I wonder if she takes half as much pains with her heart as she does with her body ?" A poor old man was coming up the walk with a loaded wheelbarrow, and just before he reached us he made two attempts to go into the yard of the house ; but the gate was heavy, and would swing back before he could get in. "Wait," said the young girl, "I'll hold the gate open." And she held the gate until he had passed in, and received his thanks with a pleasant smile as she passed on. "She deserves to have beautiful clothes," I thought, "for a beau tiful spirit dwells in her breast." Our New York Letter. The S, 1 7 #' !hirers' Strike—Ofd K;torko'ng Dorn—Labor— Priftkirty. NEW YORK. June 3, 187-1. TilF. STAGE DalvEits' STIEIKE. Of course the drivers were beaten. There are, to-day, fifty-thousand able bodied men in New York with nothing to do, who would jump at the chance to get work at $1.50, no matter what it might be. and the companies found enough capable of doing this work, and they mounted them at over, and in a few days the trouble was over. Speaking of• drivers, there is a legend connected with Col. Kipp. of the old firm of Kipp it Brown, the oldest stage proprie tors in this city. In throe days the fare was six pence. Kipp was on a hay loft at the terminal stable, and he observed a dri ver who had jnst made his trip and turned out his horses, to fix things for making his return to the cashier. Ile emptied ont a pile of silver sit ponces, and in an andible voice said : "This is for 41 Kipp this for me; this for old Kipp. and this f►r me." and so on till he had divided the pile in two parts. There happened to be an odd six pence. -Shall i give this to old Kipp, or shall I it." he said to him self. "()a Kipp is a pretty good awl— he shall have it. No. I plena nor. It's been a hot day. and I want a mat of ale. and I'll keep it." Just then Kipp slid down to him. "John," said he. ••you are discharged. You'll never drive stage for me main. I don't object as even divide, but i want you to understand that if there is an rwld sixpence, it's mine. Get out. you thief" - And the driver went his way sadly. Speaking of "KNOCXIN6 as this kind of thieving is called, it per vades almost all kinds or boAines4. Anent the stage drivers strike. I had a ei►nverw tion with a street-car conductor yesterday. "Everybody knocks d•own." wis his frank confession. "But what stops you Cum) .aking all yo• want ?" said I. "The mosey all panes through your bawls, and there is no way of checking it." "Averages ee, it," 111J* his reply. "They know what every trip ought to yield-- Take a fair, c;,o1 day, and leis people take cars than in rainy or hot. days. Bat the owners kri,iw just h.,w much money will get into this car t.) day. and I return mou e/ to that auFaint. Ir my return is low than the man who has the ear behind is I gn. The average is ex et, and w e ma k e it. You have fraieed how anxion- we are to get passengers. That t) make a trip above the average." "And the amount above the average ?•• A significant cough was his answer. •'We hate t) have new men come on the line," 1)e continued; i•because they torn over for the first week or two all that they collect. and the company growls the rest of us But we make 'em knock down to the point, or we make it hut C.v. 'env." Bet you can sec what chance there is fur a man to keep honest under a system that compels him to he a thief in onler to retain his place. And speak of LABOR Don't let, any young or oil men come to get work at this time. Th.-1-e is scarcely any bus 'ding in progress. Trade is so wretchedly dull that manufacturers are discharging hands daily. This is true of all the trades and occupations. There are more than 50,000 men doing nothing in New York this moment. and the number is increasing hourly. Keep away from New York. Living is fearfully high; 6- bor is scarce and wages low. Think of the case of pour Adolph Lessure, yesterday.— He landed with his wife and two children fimr weeks ago. He was a skilled cabinet maker, but could get udwork. They con sumed the little money they had. ofcourse, and Adolph begged. Finally. last Tues. dog he got something to do, and he went home joyfully to his wife to tell her that at last they bad their bread assured. She asked him what the wages were, and he told her, and ran away to his newly found work. lie returned at night, and tOund his children crying and calling for their mant illa. Half suspecting what hail happened, l ie rush e d into their wretched hell-rootn and his worst t:nrs were realized. their poor bed lay his dead, a pan of elm- CO:I 1 explaining her death, and on the stand a note aildre , sed to hin► with these words : DEAtt Atior.Pu :—The tears will jive feed and clothe you and the children. I go Farewell ! MARIE. And so it was! The poor womln, lov ing. her husband and children better than she loved herself, deliberately embraced the hereafter rather than to shorten their supplies by the amount that she could con- SUUIe. Poor woman ! lAt us hope that in the next wJrld the crime or:.elf raurd,r will be balance:l by the motive that led to it. MODERN DRINKINo CUSTi►3IN. The drinking customs of society form a curious topic ofstudy. One hundred years ago people of Anglo-Eaxon stock drank coarse, alcoholic drinks to the most beastly excess. The habit was universal, and practiced openly and without disgrace Men of all degrees INerally wallowed in drunkenness, and the number of bottles a sound drinker could put under his belt and live was a matter of proud boas; ing. The refinement, and, it mad he added, the hypocrisy, of modern society has changed all this, and made it disreputable to drink deeply, and, in many parts of our own country, to drink at all. But in fact, is t here less consumption ofalcohnlic drinks than went on a century ago : I believe the amount consumed will be found to be about the same per head, and that the va rious temperance movements have not es sentially lessened the amount used. The way of using it has changed and what was formerly practiced openly is n,,w done in secret, and oyes which would have set li:t.glish society a blushing in the time of the Georges, are now occurring under the safe roofs of many a brown stone dwelling along the avenues. I know a lady—and she is not the only one—of great attractiveness and power, well born, well bred and impart ing all grace to a high social station, who goes to bed with almost nightly regularity in a situation of inebriety. Ihr husband and a few intimate friends know of her misfortune, and all means have failed to check her secret consumption of wine. If we could lift off the roofs o f the houses of the great city, where secrecy is easy and temptations thick and powerful, we should be staggered at i,he disclosures, and believe what I think is true, that while toelety changes and modifies vices, it has as many at one time as another. And now that I think of it, I don't be lieve that drinking is any more a secret than it used to be. Walk through Water or any of the low streets in New York sad ynn will .ee whole Wee& air semelmialk which lignor is sold egenly med Millemot concealment. Go op into the saptitilirt portion of the eity. and it ie jest mist Mere is nett a Welt en Breadirsy wbiu does not contain 3 loses. and on the tide streets the nnenher Msresirme. A one doing business W3ll strew. and *slow in Fourteenth. will pars ow the wry et town. not lest' than two litaimared drishilex p!se,es And they all 4,3 bunimpw. They plc from 85.1000 e.. $11.661 per assume rent and the :.movent of siwiberre bever ages that netest be sold top eh Adel may Se imagined The . • nor yet ac hand. Primo" A Sad Seery. .1 little bny havia/ 1133ri 3 story 311133 t a link boy awl a batebrt. mod beet, be e:Mee the little boy in. be in time. to be Prasidees if Am raised 4taite:4. ara4 very esesb iaspeeessal bg 0. 5, , ,w it VP beripseel *es se the bus day of Mareii be was jars tat yew oil. and him father Jaltegi ban what Se wadi Air have for a birth-.My prams. retry sat. wally the boy's 31111•111 war. We hatchet. if yoe *we, page." The father bonight kite a Fide bessbes that very clay. and thin 'soy war est deligas ad that be actually tn.& it to bed wish him. Early the nest moraine he Jens sp. dreaded himself. web hie Fade botebet arl went oat into the savage. Thews. se WA would bare it. the int thing ohm man* his eye was kis father's limenta Anew tree. --My eyes esefained die rink hey to himself. -*hat 3 tine my fears medd make if a fellow were i., met dent tree"' It was a wicked thosecht. for t lead bins int., temptation. Thor. was the twee--6411. and Lir —4antliwz iartittiagjybp 6rre hiss--jtset the ding Is a sheep lust. hatchet. Awl there Ira. sharp awl shiainee—jant fora Entwine cherry tree. la tandban stant the swift strwArs of so ass wine heard in the still eiwnwiseg sir. and Whew low 7. a ;assll boy wale Mee ruppiirz tarsal the house. Ilia fisher net bins at the, I,nr. -My boy, what sw•ine ea. that I bawd jest mow Perefy yes have set hen, a fay favorite cherry tow The boy ,tool madly before bine. bet with flowts....st mama Ilashisi Ameba -Father." soli he. -I asset WI s Sy. That cherry tree -,Sey w. mere." 4.11 the father. 'steed• lug bi. 4 arm.. -Toe here Anse wow. : and that war my favorite we; lost y4a bare .pokes the troth lAmine pa. Better to-- - was Inn week The Tiny rothed ;etc, big father - a trate Father"' I! whispered. .Iprd Frei! I harem'* touched the cherry wee; bet I wet rhopri the ',WI app:e stamp le picer -Yoe Fees:-; razors!. y , 16 tits father. - au jou moms to say yes hee-si't chopped my cherry tree! .trei Piel year .441 father: win y es! Take ...per east. sir With 4 loppreseeti *ph. thal ;Mk hry obeyed. Then. ehottietc his *yen. b• raa his ragher . 4 haw! dele,ynd era 144 Aril& lir,. form. ••My *ors. - ...id the father enleaseile. i. he /stroked the ,Iterekier. -it in the First .fpril 1;,, thy leg who Rdss. rn:es the world. and a nest ty- I' all n:Cal riitress s he iii--compliseig rya pie to :submit to the gape. ineweivesteut things illWarjeable for her sake. She pinches our feet with tight shook or chokes as with tight isaindhertrkiwft. .r squeezes the breath oat of i.tur Indy ti tight hieing. She makes people ep by sighs., wai v e they ought to be in bed ; and keep them in bed in the morning. whets they owlet to be up and doing. She in.akes it ruhr.ar to watt.. owe'e sell. and genteel to Le idle and weelirss. Nhe makes people fish whirs they hod rather !Pay at isi.use. rat wises they are oat hungry a &ink *bee they are 0.4 t hirsty. She invades one An.l interrupts our businetio. She coostels rope top depot psyly. whether te r m their awn properly or that of others, whether agreeable to the Ward of 1 ;oil or the dictate of pride. She ruins health and pradeers siekarsa. destroys life sod °entwines preasatarts death. She wakes Cols of paroats. iavalida of children. awl serrsats of all. She is a tormentor of enweeiwaew ; a de spoiler of morality and so eseiwy el reli gion, and no one ran he her eimpiewios and enjoy either She is a despot of the highest grade. full of i itrigne and naming. and yet her bands. fathers. mothers dalighters, and servants, hlaek and white. have vwontarily become her obedient **we. and !eaves, and vie with owe another t• see who shall he the Naos& observe:wok Idleness. Many young people think that as idie lire isitrst be a pleasant owe ; but there are none who enjoy en little. alai are web burdens to thvmielvea. a• th.se she loge not fling to do. Those she are eirtged to work ham all day enjoy their silmet pm& lAd of rest sod reereatioss so anteb. tV they arc apt to think if their whale Sew were aped in rest sad recreation, it mid be the most pleasant of all. Rat this i• • sad mistake. as they would seem Sod est if they made a trial of the tires they thigh fa agreeable. One who is never ham, AO never enjoy rest ; for reAt implies a rem from previous labor ; and it our wboie , time were spent inswing omusives. we hnulgi find it more wearisome than she hardest day's viva. lieerentien i soli valuable as it nobemis or ; pipe ins ow know nothing of it. Many prepic lenge businesa and settk down to a life of majoy neat ; but they generally led that they are not nearly so happy al they were he fore. and they are often glad to rotors le their old occupations* to escape the lei...v ita or indolence. .% Ng1111.•1111.4 journal invitingly err : • , Who ay 4 farmer, ems* pa nett iu this State' Fifteen yews sp s ps. man C 30141 to tb Obi* without s in the world. 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