THE POTTER JOURNAL xrw Hv &M. w MSA. * n*. v A A lir iol f l " JVISrD * NSSKI ■ ' N"B"WS ITEM. jno. 8. Mann, l*ropr Uker. EIINE XXIV NO. 3L fee POTTER JOUMAL; AND >EWB ITEM. PCBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY AT oudkkspokt, PA. J (Ojftvf in Of mated Block.) CRMS, • >* 7S PER YEAH IS ADVANCE. 10. *. Mann, S. F. Hamilton, , Proprietor. Publisher. C. J. CURTIS, Itornoy at LAIN and District Attorney, ! Office on Af.-l r.V St.. {over the Poet Office, ; 1 COUDERSPORT, PA., i fll' its all Tminc*t prctaininp: to Hl* profusion. I Special attention eivon to collection*. f ft* H. MA!**. ARTIirR BKA!fS j JOHN S. MANN A SON, UlonicTs at Law and Conveyancers, ' UOUOKRSI'ORT, PA., ll>rtinn promptly attenrird to. Arthur 3. Mann, Insurance Agfnt & Xotary Public. ! S. S. GREENMAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, 1 (rrtcK OTR. RO*TKR'* *TOK,) eori>ERSPOItT. I'A. : S OLM"'" D. C. I.ABRABEK I 01 MSTED & LARRABEE, i A;OR.sr.vs A vn UOUNHULOKS AT LAW i In Block,) Cot* DKKSPOKT, PkV.V'A. SETH LEWIS, itterccy at l aw and Insurance Agent, • LEWISYILI.E, PA. A. M. REYNOLDS, Dcutiat, (ERRICR I* OI.MSTI'U BLOCK.) (orHEusl >< )1 IT, I J K NN A. Baker House, DROWN A KKJ.J >:r. Prop'r*., fcrncr (if SF.CONI) and FAST Strccls, COUDERSPORT, PKNN'A. P. 17 retention I>NM to the. convenience AUI . comfort of tnic-its. IRDUOIL STNTDINU attacheit. Lewtsvilfe Hotel, (orncr of MAIN nut! NORTH Streets, • I.KWISVILLK, PA. M-U" 'D SuWiiißatt:>cii'. PEAF.SALL A WE3STER, PAINTERS, MAIN sr. Ai i'-. ,■ >!•;< (>NJ), (over rrcnc.a'., store,) i COT DERSPOUT, I'A. 1! JV.NC-'P. 1,-,t orainlair, <'ale! mini riff, <• i*npcr-!:ai;irine, etc., none w;th !c:;tii(n<, promptness and iliKALF.V< IN Drntts, Medicines, Books, Stationery, | P!!iCTEOOi*S. P9!TTS. GILS. WALL £C., J Cor. M'tin atcli. guaranteed. wiTh frbAKER HOUSE • °e promptly attended to. IX 13. NEEFE, carriage FACTORY, COUDERSPORT, PENN'A. Pi I! -X n ' lg r,t Wagon-making, BL&cksmithtng, ; 0 A,; u *' Uarrlage Trimming and Repairing done wlth neatness and durability. Charges USABLE. *425-1 y C. BREUNLE, Ma Rule WORKER, COUDERSPORT, PA. F °Ptstor.es, etc., finished to order Or ai " other place. ™ °2 ce ° F JONTIAL A Narg Itk* prompt atteuUou. ARTHUR 1. MIHI, General Insurance HESPBCT FULLY &unouuces that he is ine re pre ' m utative fur i COUDERSPORT and VICINITY of the following named ISSUHASCK I COMPAMB3. I . ' ; INSURANCE COMPANY OK NORKH AM Kit ICA.—This rcliahle • old Coui|>aiiy was in rnrporated in 17111. and for more than wcvoiity ycur, past has done a safe and remunerative business, and to-day ranks as one of the Xo. I** ('ompanies of Ameiica. —Assets, $3,212,17 .99 j ! FRANKLIN KTRK INSURANCE COMPANY. —lncorporated in is 29. ASSKTS January I, ISTi at ?V>.74K.*.vf After poyrny Ciiieapo, H4l9.iiS6.H i , PENNSYLVANIA KiUK INSUILVNCE COM PANY.—lnstituted IS2M Assets. H1.131.3A6..Y7 I MTILLIAMspiHtT FIRE INST RANCH COM. PAN Y.—Cash Capital. 4 l'Ai.ooo.'xi. ! CONNHCTICKT MUTUAL LIFK INK COl . and the MHKCJIANTS' LIFH INS. CO. of New York. . Policies issued in aay of the nbovo i named reliable Companies at standard rates. ARTHUR B. II ANN. - " "'• - i I plh c z 9 cn y f, ULSvL C< v i o n , Carpentsrs & Joiners, Oonderport, T'enn'a. CONTRACTS taken for *ll kinds ..f BlTLlMNti aud uihterlaU faritUhxl, ! i DOOItS, IU.INI.K anl SAHf re"t(intjT fi'.i | Uand or nMOiifabtnre.t to order. - CASii paid for PINK LI'M^HTL J. (JLAKE Si SON. OYSTEIIS. A . H . P EIRCE, t " i ! ; Wholesale and lttluil OYSTER DEALER,! COUDERSPORT, PA. j __ \ Oysters liy the Can, Wtnrt, Gallon, Hundred and Thousand received daily. ! Families, Parties and Festivals supplied on short notice. The Trad* furnished at reason aide rates. j j Give ntc a trial and I can suit you. : 24-221 A. H. FEIRCE. t ' " John V. Brown, I PBOFIUETOK OP TiIXE OF STAGES BKTWPEH Coudcrsport & Wellsville (Via OSWAYO, FA.) Persons going to Oswato by stage, and desiring to return same day, will be accommodated at stage rates. Passengers wishing to reach any of the neighbor ing towns will be conveyed by livery at reasonable rates. e A good Livery rig kept constantly on hand for b passengers by the stage. r OSWAYO HOUSE, V. Bbown, Propr.,) r OSWAYO, PA. 1 114-tf COUDERSPORT, PA., FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 28, 1873. [From the ludepemlent.] The Forbidden Walk. U I can't let Arthur go," said his mother, decidedly. "Why not?" asked Nannie and Mabel, both in a breath. "He's too little. Besides, it looks like rain," and the lady turned and went into the house, leaving three discontented little faces behind her. "it's too bad," said Nannie, indig nantly. ".So it is," echoed Mabel. "Ar thur eau't go anywhere but a few stejw off— never!" Arthur's black eyes had been gath ering tears all the while. Now they overflowed. "Your feet are big enough, ain't they?" inquired Mabel. "Yes." "You could walk a mile, couldn't, you? asked naughty Nannie. "I des so." 'Well,' exclaimed Mabel, 'u-c must go, at any rate, or those children will cat up all the berries. I dou't b'lieve it will rain; lint p'r'aps we'd better wear our shawls." Nannie ran into the house and got them from the hall table. As she passed out. she stooped and kissed Arthur's tear-stained cheek; the ac tion implying an amount of compas sion for his forlorn condition which caused the little fellow to cry aloud in his alt!ietion. 'Come, Nannie,' called Mabel, im patiently. 'Just hear liirn cry,' she exclaimed, pityingly. 4 Well, we can't help it,' replied philosophical Mabel. 4 Be ain't his • I**l l-.t. Lim jf* J wn*; ' 4 AI abel, do you s'pose we could take him?' 4 And not let her know." 4 Yes,' Mabel was evidently staggered. She stood lost in thought for at least half a minute. 'I guess we could,' she said, at length, hesitatingly. 'Come on, then,' said Nannie, tak ing the i'ttle fellow's hand. 4 Mus ilet my sawl.' said Arthur, his face brightening. 'Oil! you don't want a shawl.' 'Yes, I docs.' •Be quick, then.' The little feet pattered into riie house very softly, for alas! Arthur was taking his first lesson in decep tion; and he soon emerged from tin side door, arrayed in a square of faded calico, evidently a piece of an old apron which had seen better flays. 'Nannie, do you see what lie's got 011?' inquired poor Mabel, horror stricken. 'Dion her forehead. 'Nannie,' said she, decisively, 'we must go right straight home.' 'Do it shower an' rain?' inquired Arthur, anxiously. 'Only a little bit. It won't hurt us.' And the two started. Here their trouble commenced; for, as the little girls wrapped their shawls about them, to keep off the fast-falling drops, Arthur donned his calico again. What a 'sawl' that was —so hard to fold and so much hard er to put 011 properly, getting the ends nice and even as Nannie's were. It seemed as if the very - elements conspired against it, for it flapped helplessly right and left in the rain (it was coming faster now), and the fierce wind almost tore it from tiie little shoulders. 'Nannie!' cried the little fellow, imploringly. 'l'm dettin' wet. I—' 'Take off that old shawl,' said Nan nie. 'You'll be dryer without it now.' 'No.' 'Let me pin it, then. I can make it stay 011 licautifully. So.' But Arthur didn't want it pinned. Just then it seemed as if the heav ens were opened, indeed, and the rain descended furiously upon the unprotected little figures. Arthur began to cry, and his companions felt very much like following his ex ample. That would never do, how ever; for what would liecoine of their little charge if they were to lose heart. Mabel, becoming suddenly solicitous about the state of her hat, throw her shawl over it and walked along, looking like a funny little "Nlottier Dnw.l..' iif /.ntirie. then, Nannie's hat must be covered, too. So they went on for a moment with out speaking, until, hearing a cry of distress some distance behind them, they turned, and behold! Arthur was vainly tr, ing to cover his old straw hat with the dripping calico. 'Did you ever see such a little goose?' cried Nannie, "i wish we i didn't bring him.' A conclusion to which Mabel had j arrived some time before, j 'Come 011!' she called, at the top of her little voice. •I tan't. My hat"ll det wet.' 'Twon't hurt your old hat any,' j screamed Nannie. 'Yes 'twill. It showers an' rains.' : 'Just as if we didn't know that!' | said Mabel, laughing, in spite of her i fears. Tome, Nannie,' said she, at length, seeing Arthur was still work ing hard with his refractory garment. ! AYe must go and get him.' 'Arthur,' said she, as they ap p.-oaehed, 'you must be a good boy ; and take hold of my hand. Dinner'll be all ready before wc get home; ! and—' 'But it showers an' rains,' pleaded Arthur, his lip quivering. 'My hat'll —det—all—' 'Your hat's sjtoilt now,' cried Nan nie, impatiently. : m awful look ing tiling, any way. 1 !1 doit good get washed. !L .c, cake hold of .Ny hand.' But Arthur's black eyes looked defiance at her from under their long lashes. She had insulted liis clothes, and lie would have none of her. Go ing over to Mabel's side of the road, lie placed his small hand in hers, saying, coaxingly; 'You'll fits me up, won't you, Ma bee?' And Mabel tried, but all her efforts to fasten the wet calico satisfactorily over the little hat were unavailing; so, though it was raining still, off came her own small shawl again. 'lt didn't do her a speck of good, really.' she said to Nannie; 'it was so wet.' Aud in half a minute came Ar thur's little piping voice: 'I dt-s my sawl tan turn off. I des so. Don't do a spet o' dood, do it?' So, linnd in hand with his faithful 'Mal>ee,' he.trotted along as fast as his two small feet would carry him. It was slow traveling, however, and the little girls had plenty of time to think upon their homeward way. As they drew near the house, Arthur's face brightened, while theirs grew sad and troubled; and theirs were the weary footsteps that lagged be hind at last, while he ran gaily into the yard, shouting gleefully: 'Mamma, Mamma, I dot homo.' It was a very grave face that met his, however. 'Does my little Arthur know that lie has been very naughty?' said she, as she led him into the sitting room and took the dripping little figure U[>on her lap. 'l'm all wet as anyfing,' was his evasive reply. 'Mother told you not to go,' she continued, seriously; 'and now she must punish you.' Arthur understood that. His face became very sober, and the salt tears mingled plentifully with the rain drops, which still stood upon his rosy •hecks. Meanwhile the little girls looked quietly 011; but the lady took no no tice of them. 'W hat are you going to do witk him?' whispered Mabel, at length. Tut him to bed,' was the reply. At which Arthur's distress became audible. 'I wish you wouldn't,' begged Nan nie, earnestly; 'because, you see, we made him go.' 'lie disobeyed me,' said the lady. 'But we told him to,' said Mabel, the tears standing in her gray eyes. 'You ought to seud us to bed.' 'You're not my little girls. I can't send you to bed.' 'My mother isn't here,' said Nan nie, apologetically. 'Mine isn't, either;' echoed Mabel; 'and Aunt Eliza never does anything to lis unless we break something.' 'Very well. You can have a good time this afternoon, then,' replied the lady; 'but Arthur must stay in bed until teatime.' A good time, indeed! were two little faces more uttcrij' crest fallen and disconsolate in expression. 'You'll givo him some dinner, won't you?' sobbed Mabel. 'Oh! yes. And you had better go t now and get off your wet clothing before the bell rings.' They crept slowly up the stairs. 'Oh! I wish mother was here," cried Nannie, vainly trying to untie the knot in her boot-lacing. 'Arthur wouldn't have gone one step if it hadn't been for me; and now—ho—' Here the little voice gave way utterly; and, notwithstanding her hurry, she indulged in a good hearty crv. T s'pose,'said Mabel, thoughtfully, 'his mother thinks he might go oil" with some other girlc acme time; and that's the reason she put him to bed.' A wise thought, as Mabel's gener ally were; but, somehow, it brought no consolation. After dinner, the rain continuing, the little girls .. cnt to their room again and, finding books and games equally dull and uninteresting, threw themselves upon the bed, apparently sick at heart and weary of the world; but after awhile (tboughliow it happened wr.s i.erer satisfactorily explained) were fortun ate enough to forget their sorrows and remorse in a long, soun£ sleep. When they awoke, Arthur's mother stood at the bedside, with her little boy in her arms. He looked smiling and happy (perhaps kind-hearteu Morpheus had done something for him also); but his first question showed that he had not quite forgot ten the morning's adventure: 'You dot all dwied up?' 'Oh I you cunning little thing,' cried Nannie. 'lf you're ever naughty again, it won't be my fault; at least, I don't think it will.' mine,' rejoined Mabel, deci dcdly. The lady seated herself upon the bed, and Arthur crawled over to Ma bel's side and laid his little head up on the pillow beside her. 'l'm dood now,' said he, compla cently. 'Arthur thinks he shall always be a good boy iu future,' said his mother. 'But I'm afraid he may forget some times; 60 I want you to try and help him while you stay here. VY ill you? Both the children gave an uncon ditional promise. 'I know I can trust you.' (She was really touched at the traces ot tears upou the little round cheeks.) 'Let us all try to be good now. We know who loves us and takes care of us always; don't we?' 'Yes,' whispered Mabel, 'we know.' 'Perhaps He loves us better when we are away from father and mother.' 'I dea He do,' replied Arthur, promptly. 'lf we try to be good,, we shall lady. 'lt will make us so much hap pier, too.' Just then the supper-bell rang, and the mother, taking her boy in her arms, prepared to leave the room; but, as she turned to go, two pairs of rosy lips were raised, each supplicat ing a caress. 'She's almost as good as my moth er,' exclaimed Nannie, when the door had closed upon her. 'lsn't she al most as good as your mother, Ma bel?' 'l—don't—know,' hesitated Ma bel; 'but she's good. We won't nev er take Arthur away again when she doesn't say so; will we?' 'No, siree!' replied Nannie, em phatically. Her assertion was more decisive than elegant, as was frequently the case with impulsive little Nannie; but that both children were thor oughly in earnest und meant just what they said was abundantly proved by subsequent events. ♦>♦ From Japan. Miss Kate Hequembourg of Dun kirk, formerly of Warren, went to Japan last fall as a teacher. She writes interesting letters to her pa rents, some of which are published in the Dunkirk Journal. We clip the following from one to her mother describing her arrival and reception in that strange land, that her friends here may see how she is situated. Their ship having come to anchor off Yokohama, October 26th, after a passage of some twenty-five days from San Francisco, she says: At half-past ten the boat came for me. I was favored above all the other passengers in going in such style and comfort. The house boat, which is the property of the P. M. S. S. Co., bearing about the same resemblance to the sand-pans that a rough looking cart would to an ele gant carriage. ..Mr. Blanchard being in the employ of the company Le had *':e use of the boat. Several Captuina came on board in their gig", with fine looking crews. The crew of the P. M. S. S. boat was entirely Japanese, but dressed in uniform European dress. With Mr. Blanchard was Dr. Elliott to Whom, you ivii! remember. I had p. letter of introduction from Morris tovn. Dr. E. informed me that he w&3 sent by Miss Kidder to escort me to his bouse where I was to re main as a gUvist. • In less than ten minutes we were at the English Ilar tliabaa or landing, where our car id., 03 stood waiting for us. Such carriages. 1 could hardly control my laughter sufficiently to get into mine. There on the wharf stood two large baby carriages on Wo wheels, Gix-o Lor the Doctor and one for my crli, and Wa were to get into thee... Jin ri!ci shews they called them— trt.li.dated, man Lorte-pof/er car riage. After some in incurring I managed to get into mine, and ae it was raining hal'd K. Blanchard en veloped me in my pretty rug, the top, made of oiled paper, was drawn wgut over anu uea aown so tiiat if I had been put in a paper box and the cover put on I could not have bcn more completely shut in from every thing external, even to the rain. One Coolie stepped into the shafts and another pushed behind and then started off upon a run. At the head of the wharf stood a long low build ing swarming with Japanese officials, sqmc in national dress and some in foreign, and good looking policemen, though not quite equal in stature to those on Broadway. This was a branch of the Custom House. They just glanced at my trunks, did not ask to open them, and handed them over to some Coolies who tied a rope around each trunk, put a long pole through the edge and the pole upon ! tlieir shoulders, two Coolies to each ! trunk, and then started off upon a j dog trot with their heavy burdens, j As I preferred seeing a little of the 1 | city if I did gat wet, the top was put 1 down and with an umbrella I man -1 sged very nicely. We passed rapid- I lv through fine, broad paved streets in the foreign quarter, passed long rows of business houses, by the Eng lish and American Consulates, then into some queer narrow streets swarming with Japanese men, wo men and children on foot, clumping along in wooden sandals and long dresses, so that it was impossible for me to distinguish the me® from the 9. F. Hamilton, $1.75 A YEAR women, though nothing is easier now, for the manner of dressing the hair is very different in the sexes—their dress is the same. They all carried large paper umbrellas and were gen erally very neatly dressed, and all with bright pleasant faces. They did not stare at us half as much as the foreigners we met did, and were invariably polite and respectful in their manners. The houses and stores were very small—like play houses. but as neat as wax. \\ e crossed the wide canal on a beauti ful bridge and began to ascend the long hill to the top of the blufl where most of the foreigners reside. M e passed such beautiful homes, large | houses of a peculiar kind of architec ture and surrounded by well-kept grounds. The hedges here, frequent ly of camelias, are in first bloom, some scarlet, some pink and a very few white, as it is still early lor that variety. Such magnificent chrysan themums, they are simply magnifi cent, and of all the colors of the rain bow. It is the hedge of the Mikado or Royal Flower, and I do not won der that it is so. For nearly or quite a mile the street wound round the top of the bluff, from every point of which we had a view for miles, the mountains, bay and villages, and was an exquisitely beautiful street. We suddenly turned a corner. The Doctor pointed out to me a very lovely, home-like place, as belonging to Mrs. Bruvin, the next a handsome gothic residence as Dr. Brown's, and the next a beautiful cottage in the Indian Bungaloo style of architec ture, with large grounds, as his own and my future home. Mrs. Elliot met us at the door and gave mo a kind welcome. Soon after dinner Miss Kidder came to see me. 1 liked her immediately. She is a young lady of great cultivation and very agreeable manners. She looks like Jessie Kennedy and is quite us pretty. Dr. Brown's house being full Dr. Elliott has very kindly consented to make me one of las family, lie is a Christian of meaus and position in society. His wife is lovely and cul tivated. Both are young, the Doe tor being only a little over thirty. They have five servants, two wo men and three men, boys they are called. The cook is a man over thirty. The table is waited upon by a "boy;" the door attended by a "boy." The nurse is a woman, and also the chambermaid. The sewing is done by a tailor who comes daily, and the washing and ironing is taken out of the bouse