" " ~■- ™ ?™P. 1 ■ ■■BSBMtfHTTO Whole No. 2611. iliL J, iKDSIIi:, jZJ Ua ZS 553 : O i 4 \FFICEon Last Market street, Lewistown, \ f adjoining I*. G. Franciscus' Hardware Store. P. S. Dr. Locke will be at his office the first Monday of each mouth to spend the week. xy3l 2>H. A. J. ATIEENSOET, TT AVING permanently located in Lewis- XX town, offers his professional services to the citizens of town and country. Office West Market St., opposite Kisenbise's Hotel. JDsidence one door east of George Blymyer. Lewistown, July 12, 18G0~tf Dr. Samuel L. Alexander. lias permanently located at Mil'roy, Yflf and is prepared to practice all the branch- US es of his Profession. Office at Swine nai't s Hotel. my3—ly EDWARD FRYSINGER, WHOLESALE DEALER & MAMFACTIRER OF CKi.IuS,TOBACCO,IW, &C., &.C., 3pi\ a Orders promptly attended to. jelG G3O. 77. ELDER, Attorney at Law, office Market Square, Lewistown, will at tend to business in .Mifflin, Centre and Hunting don counties. my2G Seigrist's Old Stand, A car the Canal Jiruli/e, Lcwusloicn, l'a. Strong Boer, Lager Beer, Lindenberger and Switzer Cheese—all of the best quality constantly pn hand, for sale wholesale or re tail. icast to be had daily during summer. iny2-l-vr HcALISTERVILLE ACADEMY Juniata County, Pa. (IF.O. F. McF.lPL.lf>"f), Pi incipal Proprietor. J.ICOi:.VILI.HR, l'rof. of Malheiiuitics, f,'c. .Vhs jLY.\'IE S. CRIST, Teacher of Music, alcby .JOIIN KENNEDY & Co. / lOAI, OIL LAMPS, Shades, Chimneys, V-' Rrushes, Burners, Ac., for sale by fob 14 JOIIN KENNEDY A CO. Cheaper than the Cheapest! / * LASSWARE.—TumbIers at 62|, 75, 87, vJ 81, 1 50, and 2 00 per dozen. Goblets, Pitchers, Fruit Stands, and Covered Dishes, at JOHN KENNEDY & Co's. 1 LSI RECEIVED. 10 bbls. Pic Nic Crackers, 10 " Boston Biscuit. 10 " Sugar Crackers, 10 " Family " 5 boxes Soda Biscuit. *resh irom the Bakerv. Low to the trade, :'OP sale by JOHN KENNEDY A Co. Asna ipwaaasmnsm, TIS®:B©IS usEvngm , m3 6 WUHWBJ ©swsws, IPAO THE MMIIMI, From the Philadelphia Press. THE VOLUNTEER'S WIFE. BV OEOKIiE F. TyWXSKXTi. ~i W 7" in f* orm S 'i" ai < - A squad of sol " r , i K * tiie ceremony, ami a eoru< of ,lmm , mers and titers ,tmt were at hand struek7m a Yonaiu | X'odl> tune.— Reporter of Pre**. Ma,/ 1.",. ; I find it hard to credit the experience- I have known- I " ai.iiie- 0 twilight—in the darknes- he I To sit beside my window, when the elouds blot out t'lt* arch, I And think how long my heart must wait while he i oii the inarch. | We were wedded at the Fountain, beneath the open Andgrouped amid the tnaple l.ou-hs, the regiment J heir havonets flashed brightlv. beneath a soft, pale p.ioon. ' ' And a tile of handsome drummer lads struck up a pleasant tune. He took my moist, hot hand in his. as he had done he fore; And the parson's voice was low and sweet, like some dear voice of yore: I seemed to be a tjirl again—the wedding was a spell— And hardly knew what words were said—'twas like a funeral ■PUZ.•' loV a,n r *' k "rv it seemed—the formulary part: lltey askod tne would 1 love hint—l looked into my heart. J Would I obey? Had he not gone at the summons stern and grim ? And lienor? Was there woman who could not honor him ? Some loud cheers broke the stillness: it was our v ai ding peal; I was (olitc.J to his belted blouse, the marriage ri"ht to seal. ° A score pressed up to shake bis band, and cheer the soldier's wife— Their studied compliment- .wre drowned: I heard the drum and fife. lie wrung my hand, and wh ta red—he kissed me oit. e again: A harsh, hard voice ran down the ranks, of '-'Fall ill' Fall iul Men!" I buckled on hi- knapsack—its weight was like a And as I gave his mnsket. some tears ran down the stock. He said Jo.ai bye, Maria."' M y throat was hard and dry: He said that 1 sh.ttl.l write to hint—l cotdd not make reply: Bttt when he stood within the lines. I felt my pulses leaping: A lis, should a soldier s wife Is* dumb.-md shame 'tis flag by weeping ? 1 he band struck up a glorious air: inv thoughts were sad and bitter ; And tramping down the leafv aisles, I saw the bavo- 1 nets glitter; ' He might have turned Ins head again, but f was blind with sobbing; 1 lie fountain tinkled on the night—l heard the music throbbing. They vanished in the dusky light; how wild the i streets with rattle! Tis well for those to wave their liats who send no love., jU> hflfl.'e ! 0 I think, when all the w„-r is done, and still the nation free. If. in the scattered regimeni. he shall come back to lge ? If still the sandy locks sleill nod above his eye so bine? If still his step shall be as proud, his love as frank and true > Perhaps, amid the battered few who tramp h.-hiud t lie drum. One day unto my father's door a crippled man Mndl come. Perhaps, amid my teais some morn the tidings I mnv spell. Amid victorious returns, of „ne who (".night and fell; \\ ii. lay amid the luanglcd heaps, where blood ran like a -ea. And pressed his' hand upon his heart, and, dying, spoke of me. Then, women who have husbands will tell of glorious Wars. And honor him thai bravely fell beneath the Stripes ami Stars; And I shall hug my widow's weeMs while life shall ebb apace, And mark upon no ehUd •>!' mine the hue of his dear ilin .ill my Utvams still hear the drums that besit our wcthling peal. Tito tinkle ■tl'tho fill 1 iiti spray, the (•link <>f *jbrc steel, Tlu: tiiii-.ii* ■■ffti- sad farewell the kiss before h<- wont, Tin- flutter i>f the silken flag jtl>wo the regiment. No toward mark rests on him; his duty called him forth! ■ The eagle led him Southward front her eyrie in the X' .rt It 1 lie threw It,- IKXIV in "he breaelt: the Hag went on he fore : And his wife shall love him Tetter that he loved his country more! JFUUfUTJILJAi, Edited by A. SMITH, County Superintendent. For tin Evlueational Column. The Teachings of Death. Death is a voiceless teacher, but his les sons come to all. He is no respecter of persons, and all climes are included in his domaha. With impartial step he approach es those who long for liini and those who passionately cling to life. His countenance seems ever stern, unless when be rides on the storm of battle, and in a chariot of fire translates patriot souls to a richer r.award than earth can offer. Then bis summons comes like the triumphant voice of an an gel, and his features are not gloomy, but lighted up with prophetic transfiguration. To many a brave heart comes the consola tion which martyr patriots ever feel: 'lt is sweet and honorable to die for udt-'s coun try.' Nor is this solace confined only to those who fall in upholding the freedom and fame or their native land, but it causes rainbows to arch over the grief of those who give up their beloved ones when their country calls. Bravo hearts break that liberty and peace may be the heritage of generations to come; they sacrifice years of their lives that those "who shall live after them may lead freer, happier, more peace ful lives. And so we embalm them in our memories, and death seems hut as a kind, swift-winged messenger bearing them to the rest and glory of their heavenly in heritance. The lesson taught by such death and by the emotions it produces, is that freedom and just character are more excellent than earthly life, that it is cow ardly to cling to this world so eagerly as not willingly to yield it, with all its joys and THURSDAY. LIAY 23, 1861. | hopes, wuon summoned by the eommand | ing voice of duty. The regard which we cherish for those who fall in defending freedom, anu the unanimity with which we ; pronounce thein not only brave and guic-r --j ous but also wise and faithful, seem no weak proof's of our hearty belief in an im mortal life and the surpassing blessedness of those who attain it. Those considerations have little relation to the usual aspect ol death, and many of them belong only to death thai comes swiftiy to th >se whom nature does not sum mon to rest from the labors and sorrows of life, but who die through the wickedness of their fellow men. A\ hen death conies to the quiet home circle and lays his icy hand upon some beloved member thereof, ho wears no crown of brightness that the world can see and admire. lie seems to come only for the severing of tenderest ties, for the blighting of sweetest hopes, for the crushing of those fragrant blossoms of human love which shed such bloom and delight all around us. His face is that of an an go! of destruction, not of mercy and richest promise. It is not strange that our heaits fail when we see . ur cherished ones stricken and swept aw a} into the region of darkness. In the first crushing moment of our griei we see only our loss, we compre hend only the sudden hiding of so dear a light. Alas fur us, if that first anguish never were soothed away; if no gleams of light irom beyond the grave ever shot through the deep darkness which first enshrouded us; if we heard 110 voice far up the Heav enly heights, saying, 'The mortal shall put on immortality .' This is one ol the most gracious assurances of Christian faith, liftisg the soul out of that unutterable de spondency which would choke all joyous life if wo could not look through the dense gloom which often overhangs the grave, and see life, and light, aud abundance of peace in a fairer world. 'Life and immor tality are brought to light, aud though we now see but 'as through a glass darkly,' we lean with gladness on the strong arm which faith finds reaching down to us from Heaven. Then, though we mourn our loved ones taken with exceeding sorrow, we mourn not comfortless; we feci that the deep guif between us, which all must en ter, is not an abyss of eternal gloom, but that there is sure egress from it into the realms of uneb tided day. We know little indeed, if anything, of the life to couie;'■ we conjecture fountains leaping in the eter nal sunlight, golden crowns on saintly brows, unspeakable joy in purified hearts, and the visible presence and perfecting smile of Hod; but our positive knowledge, from reason and revelation, is exceedingly small. Vet faith is not appalled, for the promise of heaven cannot be broken, and the soul treasures i f with fondest care. What duos death, coming to the peace ful household, to the quiet community, of fer ft >r our instruction? Aof fear and gloom, else were faith powerless for promoting our comfort; not solicitude to avoid it., for we all believe that as no sparrow falls to the ground unnoticed of, God, so no fate ean befall a human being without His sanction, and then it .must be wholly Lest. With our feeble vision we may not discern the wisdom that controls: 'clouds and darkness' may be around the path we tread, but an infinitely tender hand leads us. The chief practical lesson of death seems this— to render life ns perfect as possible; to do faithfully every duty that every day may bring for our performance, to grow in wisdom by study of nature and of human science, to diffuse gladness around us by cheerful, active, Christlike sympathy with our fellow men, to defend truth and free dom with all our energies, to seek to leave the world better, wiser, happier than we found it, to cherish a steady, deepening faith in the mercy of our Father as reveal ed in Christ, and serenely wait for the her ald who shall summon us to ' turn That page of God's mysterious book \V so much wish, yet'dread to learn. Then that cloud itself, which now before thee Lies dark in view. fejtall with beams of light from the inner glory Be stricken through.' MieEMtAMoir THE DOOR IN THE HEART. I:r VIItGISIA F. TOWN-SENT). She was n stem, hard woman. But far away, up a great many pairs of winding stairs in her heart, was a door easily passed by. and on that door was written Woman. — Chariot Dirker.s. And so it is with the drunkard. Far up a great ma ny pairs of winding stairs in lu* heart, is a door, and oil that door is written Man, and we must knock once, twice, seven times: yea, seventy times seven times, that it may open unto "us.— John h. Gough. He was au old man —not so old either, for the years of his liie eoukl not have wrinkled his forehead and whitened his hair, and the hands locked together on the low pine table, did not tremble so with the weakness of age; yet very old and very miserable looked the solitary occupant of that narrow room or entry, with its faded reu curtains, and its atmosphere rendered a.most intolerable by the bar-room into which it opened. A liat, bearing unmis takable evidence of long intimacy with 'brickbats and gutter,' maintained a safe position on one side of the owner's head; and a rot"- elbow ■ thrust themselv ■ through his eoat sleeves in rejoicing con eeiouflness t! it- they >ula 'afford to be ut Add to this, reader, a pair of pants whose original color it would have been a matter of time and study to determine, and you have the tnvf eysemlk of the wretched be ing who occupied the back of the only grog shop, which he was allowed to frequent, 1n all the village of Greenfield. And yet that miserable, solitary, friend less creature, half stupefied with the ef fects of last night's revels, and utterly unconscious that, outside, the May mor ning had been born of God, with its glori ous birthright of sunshine and dew": and bird-songs, has a heart, and 'far away, up a great many pairs of stairs in his heart, is a door, covered with cobwebs and dust: and on that door is a word written, which Time and Sin have never been able to ef face, and that word is MAN.' But nobody ever di earned of this, and people shouk their heads, and said Billy Strong's case was a hopeless one. Had not mary kindhearted persons reasoned earnest ly on the evils of bis ways? Had not the 'temperance men' gone to him with the pledge, and promised him employment if he would sign it ? And all this had been ut terly in vain. Ah, none of them had groped their way up tlie winding stairs, and read the name on the hidden door there. But while the unhappy man sat by the pine table that morning, the bar-keeper suddenly entered, followed by a lady with soit, hazel eyes and a liiee that a child would have gone to in any trouble. '1 he old man looked up with a vacant gaze of wonder, as the bar keeper offered the lady a chair, and pointed to tlie other saying: 'That's Bill fltrong, madam,' and, with a lingering stare of surprise and curiosity, left the gentle wtnnan alone with the astonished and now thoroughly sobered man. The soft eyes of the lady wandered, with a sad, pitying expression, over Bill's fea tures, and then, in a low sweet voice she asked. 'Am T rightly informed? Do I address Mr. William Strong? Ah! with these words the lady had got ten further up the winding stairs, nearer the hidden door, than all who had gone before her. 'Yes, that is my name, ma'am,' said Old Bill, and he glanced down at his shabby at tire, and actually tried to hide the elbow which was peeping out furthest: for it was a long time since he had been addressed by that name, and, somehow, it sounded very pleasant to him. '1 am very glad to meet you, Mr. Strong, said the lady. 'I have heard my father speak of you so often, and of the days when you and lie were hoys together, that 1 almost feci as if we were old acquaintan ces. You surely cannot have forgotten Charles Morrison? ' No! no ! Charles and I used to be old cronies,' said old Bill, with a sudden ani mation, and a light in his c}es such as had not been there for many a day except when rum lent it a fitful brilliancy. Ah ! the lady did not know, as perhaps | the angels did, that she had mounted the i dairs, and was softly feeling for the unseen door. So she went on ; '1 almost feel as though I could see the j old spot upon which your homestead stood, Mr. Strong, I have heard my father de | scribe it so often. The hill with its crown i of old oaks, at the back of your house, and ! the held of golden harvest grain that wa : ved in front. Then there was a green grass i plot before the front door, anu the huge I old apple tree that threw its shadows across i it, and the great old-fashioned portico, and | the grapevine that crept around the pillars, ! and the rose bush that looked in at the i bed-room window, and the spring that went 1 flashing and singing through the bed of 1 mint at the side of the house.' Old Kill moved uneasily in his chair and ! the muscles around his mouth twitched oc casionally, but unmindful of this, the lady kept on : ' Many and many were the hours —so father would say—Willie and I used to pass under the shadow of that old apple tree, playing at hiue and seek, or rolling I and tumbling about on the grass, telling i each other the things we would certainly i do when we became men; and when the sun | set its cap of gold on the top of the oaks, ; I can see Willie's mother standing in the 1 front door, with her white cap and check | apron, and the pleasant smile that always i hovered around her lips, and hear her cheer ful voice calling, ' Come, boys, come to sup | P er -' Onn versation turned upon courage, aud the Dr. i boasted considerably of the lion heart of his favorite Jake. He offered to hot that j nothing couia scare him, and this bet the I tjoctriloquiat took up, nam in. at the nun New Series—Vol. XV, No. 29. I time the test he wanted imposed. Jake was sent for and came. , Make,' said the doctor, I'have bet a large sum ut money on your head, and you j must win it. Do you think you can?' • Berry we'll, marster,' replied Jake, -jes' tell dis nigga what lie's to do, an' he'll do it, sliure.' , '1 want you to go to the dissecting room , Liu will find there two dead bodies. Cut off Die head of one with a largo knife j which you will find there, and bring it to us. You must not take a light, however, ' and don't get frightened.' ' Dat is all. is it V inquired Jake. 'Ber ry well, 1 11 do dat sliure for snrtin ; and as for bein frighten,' the debbil lieseif ain't gwine to frighten me.' Jake accordingly set off and reached the dissecting room, and groped about until he found the knife and bodies. He had just applied the for mer to the neck of the latter, when from the body he was about to decapitate a hol low and sepulchral voice exclaimed : ' Let my head alone ! ' Yes. sah !' replied Jake, ' T ain't 'ticlar; ! and tuddcr head do just as well.' lie according put the knife to the neck of the next corpse, when another voice, equally unearthly in its tone, shrieked out — ' Let my head alone!' Jake was puzzled at first, but answered | presently : ' Look a yah! Marster Tolliver said 1 niii-t bring one ob de heads, an' you isn't gwme to fool me nohow !' and Jake hacked away until he separated the head from tlie body. Thereupon half a dozen voice screamed out: j ' Bring it back ! Bring it back !' ' Now—now, see yah !' jest you keep qui et, you dunce of a fool, a' don't wake up the wimmin folks. Marstcr's only gwini: to look on the bumbs.' ' Bring back my head at once !' cried the. j voice. 'Tend to you right away, sail,'replied I Jake, as lie marched off' with the head, j and in the next moment deposited it before | the doctor. 'So you vc got it I see,' said his master, j '1 es sail,' said the unmoved Jake, hut i please be done looking at it soon, kase de ! gemplin told me to fotoh him back right H* 1 — ' "All Hail to the Stars and Stripes!" ! A thrilling seeing is related of one of the i Massachusetts men who was mortally woun -1 Jed by the mob, on the fatal Friday, laid upon the floor, where lie soon bled to death, : notwithstanding every effort was made to j save him. An instant before he expired, he rose, struggling with death, and standing erect, lie fixed his glassy eyes upon every person in the room, and then lifting then; towards Heaven, ami raising his right hand, he exclaimed with a clear voice, 'All hai'i ■ to tlie Stars and Stripes!' Saying this, lie j fell hack into the arms of his physician and ; expired. This declaration of the dying man so thrhiSX\he lookers on that ! all but his immediate attendants turned ! away, although many of them were stained with the blood of the deceased Jacob C. Blymyer & Co,, Produce and Commission Mer chants, LEWISTOWN, PA. ££7= Flour and Grain of all kinds pur chased at market rates, or received on storage and shipped at usual freight rates, having storehouses and boats of their own, with care ful captains and hands. Stove Coal, Limeburner Coal, Plaster, Fist, and Salt always on hand. Grain can be insured at a small advance on cost of storage. n022 Let Thy Works Praise Thee! -fT-Tir- subscriber having obtain- the management of the old Lewistown Foundry, lately called the Juniata Iron Works, respect fully informs the public that the tools and machinery have been repaired, an J are now ready to make and finish up any kind of brase castings which may be ordered. Horse Pow ers a id Threshing Machines of the best qual ity furnished at short notice and on the most accommodating terms. BAR SKAES, SIDE HILL AND BULi PLOWS always on hand. Having had a long exper ience in conducting this kind of business, the subscriber flatters himself thai he will be able to give entire satisfaction to his customers Please give him a trial. ap4-ly JOHN R. WEEKES, Agt. P. S.—All persony having accounts with the above Foundry are requested to call on Samuel S. Woods, at his office, and settle heir accounts as soon as possible. &R33ROTYPES j.siA . /Jy-j" The Gems of the Season. rpHIS is no humbug, but a practical truth. | The pictures taken by .Mr. Burkholder are unsurpassed for BOLDNESS, TRUTH FULNESS, BEAUTY OF FINISH, and DURABILITY. Prices varying according to size and quality of frames and Oases. Room over the Express Office. Lewistown, August 23, 1 sGO. / tLLTLVATORS, Pincin's Eclipse Plow, Myers' Piston Grain Drill, and cast stcoi J dtivator Teeth for rale by FY 0. FRANCISCUS