5 " P'' El I I it TERMS i $1.85 For Year,) IN AD VANCE. j AH INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. 7B Cents for 6 Months; 40 CU. for 3 months. Vol. VI. New Bloomlield, Pa., Tuesday, September 17, 18 72. IVo. 38. IS FUBLIsnED EVERY TUESDAY MORUmO, BY FKANE MORTIMER & CO., At New Bloomficld, Terry Co., To, Being provided with Steam Power, and large Cylinder and Joh-Presses, we are prepared to do all kinds of Job-Printing la good stylo and at Low Price. ADVEBTISrNG BATES! Traruient 8 CcnU per Un for one Insertion. . .,, ia " " two insertions ; 15' " " three Insertions. Business Notices In Local Column 10 Cents per line. Notices of Marriages or. Deaths Inserted free. ' Tributes of Kcspoct, &c, Ten cents per line. YEARLY ADVERTISEMENTS. Ten Lines Nonpareil one year tlO.OO Twenty lines " " " 18.00 VFor longer yearly adv'ts terms will be given cpuu application. When I'm a Man. Whe I'm a man, I tell you, sir, What I'll be proud to do, I'll follow In my father's stops, Bnt honest, Just and true. I will not chew the filthy weed, . Or sport a meroschaum gay; No smoke shall issue from my mouth, ' To drive my brains away, I will not swing a dandy cane, Or pinch my feet so tight That every onward step I take Will seem on shells to light, I will not tasto the ruby wine, And boast of " moderation j" For well I know there's but a step 'Twlxt that and elevation." ... I will not uttor with my Hps, dr harbor In my mind, A wor d or thought I could not tell , , Unto my mother kind. ' I will not speak with disrespect Of any of God's poor; . . Or throw contcftnpt on honest toll, -By word or look, I'm sure. I'll not defame an enemy, Or be falsa unto a friend, I'll trust the rich and to the poor I'll either give or lend. Nor will I ever do a wrong, And then philosophise Trying to make It seem all right. Unto my self-blind eyes. I'll have no debts I cannot pay As soon as they fall due j ' . , . And always In advance I'll send, Good Editor, to you. It will not be so very strange Should I work out this plan ; . . I'll only follow father's steps Until I am a man. t A 3tage , Driver's Romance 1 CONCLUDED FROM LAST WEEK. i 6fc M1 "R. RICE I am son they have not buried the man they bung, so shockingly, the other day. . Tboy cer tainly will not leave biro then?" she add ed; with a shudder. " "I don't know I suppose," stammered Bam, " it is the way with those follow." " But you will not allow it? You cannot allow it 1" excitedly. "I' couldn't prevent them," said Sam quite humbly. , " Mr. Rice," her voice was at once command and an entreaty, " you tan and mutt prevent it. You are not afraid? will help you. Dou't say you will not ; for I cannot sleep until it is done. I bave not slept for a week." She looked so wblto and so wild, as site uttered this confess ion, that Sam would bave been the wretch be was to refuse her, So be said: " Don't fret. . I'll bury bim, If it troublos you so. Dut you needn't go along. You couldn't its too far, and you're too weak see how you tremble.'' . I am not weak ouly nervous. I pre fer to go along. But we rmist be secret, I suppose? Ob" with a start that was in doed "nervous." , i Yes we must be secret," said Sam and be looked as if be. did n ,hi . like tbo business, but would not refuse. " You are -a good man, Mr Rice, and I thank you," and with that Mrs. Dolly Pago caught up one of bis bauds, and kissing it, began to ory as she walked quickly away. Don't cry, and don't go away until I have promised to do whatever you ask, if it will make you well again," said Sam, fol lowing her to the door. " Then call for me to take a walk with you to-night. The moon is full but no one will observe us. They would uot tbiuk of our going there'1'' with another shuddor and she slipped away from his detaining hand. : That evening Mr. Samuel Rice and Mrs. Pago, took a walk by moonlight. Laughing gossips commenced on it after their fash ion: and disagreeable ' gossips after their fashion. But nobody, they believed, saw where they wont, or what they did. Yet those two camo from performing an act of christian charity each with a sense of guilt and unworthinesa very irritating to endure, albeit from very different cause. Oue, be cause an unwelcome suspicion had thrust itself upon his mind, and tbo othor The ground of Sam's suspicion was a photograph, which, in handling the gam bler's body somewhat awkwardly, by reason of its weight for Mrs. Dolly Pago at the last found that she could rendor no assistance, had slipped from some receptacle in its clothing. A hasty glance undor the full light of the moon bad shown him tbo fea tures of the lady who sat twelve paces away, with her nanus over tier iaco. it is not always those that sin who suffor most from the consciousness of sin ; and Sam, perhaps, with that bint of possible nay, almost cortain wickedness in bis breast pocket, was' more burdened by the weight of it than many a criminal about to suffer all the terrors of the law, for the woman that lie loved stood accused, if not con victed, before his conscience and her own and he could not condemn, bocause bis heart refused to judge her. When the two stood together undor the light of the lamp in the dosortod parlor of the Silver Brick Hotel thb long silence which by her quick perceptions bad been recognized as accusing her, upon what evi dence she did not jot know, was at length broken by Sam's voice, husky with agita tion, saying : - ' Mrs. Page," assuming an unconscious dignity of mein and sternness of counte nance, " I shall ask you some questions sometime, which you may not tbiuk quite polite. And you must answer me ; you understand. I'm bound to know the truth about this man." ' ' "About this man?" Then he suspected her of connection with the Wretched crimi nal whose body bad only just now been bidden from mocking eyes ? How much did be knowt ' Iler pale face and unxious eyes seemed to ask these questions of bim but not a sound escaped her lips. The im ploring look, so strange upon her usually bright face, touched all that was tender in Ham's romantio nature, in another mo ment he would have recalled bis demand and trusted her infinitely ; but in that criti cal moment she fainted quite away, to bis mingled sorrow and alarm ; and Mrs Sbaug nessy being summoned Sam received a wordy reprimand for having no more sense than to keep a sick woman up half the night smarting undor which , undeserved censure ho retired to think over the event of the evening. The hour of departure from Lucky Dog, for Sam's coach, was four o'clock iu the morning, and its driver was not a little surprised, when about to mount the box, to discover Mrs. Page waiting to tako a seat beside him. After the adventure of the previous night it was with some re straint that he addressed hor; and there was wanting, also, something of his cheer ful alacrity of manner wbon be re quested tbo stranger who had taken the box seat to yield it to a lady. The stranger's mood seomod congenial, for be declined to ab dicate intimating that there was room for the lady between himself aud the driver, if she insisted upon an out-side seat. But Mrs, Pugo did not insist. She whis pered to Sam to open the ooach door, and quickly took a seat insido ; and Sam, with a sense of irritation very unusual wtih him climbed reluctantly to bis place, giving the "cayusos" the bub in a way that sot thorn off on a keen run. By the time he bad gotteu bis team cooled down the unusuul mood bad passed, and the longing returned to boar the sweet voice and watch the bright eyes that had made bis happiness on former occasions. Puzzled as ho was, aud pained by evidence he possessed of ber connection, in some way, with the victim of lynch law, that seemed like ' a dream lu the olear sunny air of morning,- while the more blissful past asserted its claim to bo considered reality. Not a lark warbling its flute-like notes by the wayside; not a pretty bit of the familiar landscape, nor a glimpse of brook that leaped sparkling down the mountain, but recalled some 'Charming ut teranoe of Mrs. Dolly Pago, as he first knew her s he could not now recognize hor in the pale nervous, aud evidently suffering woman, sitting closely veiled, inside the ooaoh. Ocoupiod With these thoughts, Sam felt disagreeable shock when the outside passenger in a voice that contrasted rough ly with that other voice which was mur muring in bis ear began a remark about the mining prospects of Lucky Dog. " Some rich discoveries made in the neighborhood, eh ? Did you ever try your luck at mining?" , , . f , , . , , ... " Waal, no, I own a little stock, though," answered Sam, carelessly., r. ... "In what mine?" , " In the Nip-and-Tuck." " Good mine from all I hear about it. Never did any prospecting?" asked the stranger, in that t10 which denotes ouly a desire to make talk with a view to kill timo. ,i " No," in the same tone. " That's odd" stuffing a handful of out tobacco in bis mouth., "I'd have sworn 'twas you I saw swinging a pick in the can non east of camp last night." " I'm not much on picks," Sam returned, with a slowness that well counterfeited in difference. " I was visiting a lady lost evening, which is a kind of prospecting more iu my line." ' Yes, I understand: that lady inside tbo coach. She is a came ouo." , " It strikes me you're dovlish free in your remarks, said Bam, becoming ir ritated again. "No offense meant, I'm sure.' Take a cigar ? We may as well talk matters over calmly, Mr. Rice. You know it's ten to one that you are implicated in this business being very attentive to Mrs. Page. Made several trips together. Let hor handle your horses, so she could take them out of the stable for them thieves. Buried hor thiev ing , gambling husband for her. You see the case looks bad, anyway ; though I'm inclined to think you've just been made a tool of. I know she's a smart one. . Tain't often you find one smarter." ; ".;!, Sam's eyes scintillated. Lie was strong ly minded to pitch the outside passenger off the coach. The struggle in his breast between conviction and resistance to con viction amounted to agony. He could not at that supreme moment, discriminate be tween the anger he felt at being falsely accused and the grief and rage, at being bo horribly disillusioned. The combined an guish paled his cheek, and set bis teeth on edge ; of all of which the outside passenger was coolly cognizant. As they were at that moment in sight of the first station be resumed: "Let her get up here if she wants to; I can ride inside. . I don't want to be bard on her but mind if you breathe a word about my beiug an officer, I'll arrest you on suspicion. Let every tub stand on its own bottom. If she's guilty, you can't helpher, and don't want to, noither: if she's innocent, she 11 come out all right, never fear. Aro you on the square now ?" " Have you got a warrant ?' ' asked Sam in a low tone, as he wound the lines around the break, previous to getting down. " You bet 1 but I'm in no hurry to serve it Plueywood Station, '11 do just as well 1 Telegraph office there." . Mr. Rice was not in any haste this morn ing being as be said, ahead of timo. Ho invited Mrs. Page to take ber usual place on the box, tolling ber the goutlcnian had concluded to go inside ; and brought her a glass of water from tlio bar. While ho was returning the glass, the passengers, in cluding bim on the outside, being busied assuaging their thirst with something stronger than water, a rattle of wheols and a clatter of hoofs was heard, and lo 1 Mrs, Dolly Page was discovered practicing her favorite accomplishment of driving six-in hand. ' ' ' When tho "outside" recovered from bis momentary surprise be clapped his hand on the shoulder of Mr. Rice, and said iu a voice savage with spite and disappointment: 1 "I arrest you sir." i ' Arrest and be d d !" returuod Sam "If you' had done your duty, you'd have arrested hor while you bad a chance." ' " That's so your head is lovol : and if you'll assist mo iu getting on to Pinoy woods Station in time to catch the runaway for she can't very well drive- beyond that station I'll lot you off." " "You'll wait till I'm on, I reckon. My horses can't go on that' errand',' and you darsn't take tho up-drlver's team. " Put that lil your pipe and smoke it, old smar ty I" and Sam's eyes emitted stool blue lightnings, though bis face wore a fixed ex pression of smiling. '; '' ' Upon' inquiry it Was ascertained 'that horses might be procured a mile back from the station, 'and while the baffled offioor and such of the passengers as could not wait until the next day went in pursuit of them, Sara mounted one of the cayusos" and ' made what haste he - could after the coach and Wells, Fargo & Co's express box. Within a mile or loss of Pineywood Station he met the keeper, the grooms and an old man or two, that chancod to have been about the place, all armed to tho teeth, who, when they saw him halted in surprise. . . ' : . , , ' " Why, we reckoned you were dead, said the bead man, - with an air of disappoint ment. . .i. . ' Dead ?" repeated Sam. ' " Havo ' you soon my coach ?" "That's all right down to the station and the plucky gal that druv it told us all about the raid the " road agents" made on you. Whar's the passengers ? any of 'em killed?" , " Passengers are all right. Whore is Mrs. Page?" ' ' " She cried, and tuk on awful about yer and borrered a boss to rido right on down tho road to meet the other tago; and let em know what's up.". " She did, did she ?" said Sam very thoughtfully. "Waal, that is odd. Why she ran away with my team that's what she did ; and it's all a hoax about tho 'road agents.' Tho passengers are back at the other station." , Sam had suddenly become " all things to all men" to a degree that surprised him self. He was wrong about the horse, too as was proven by its return to the owner four days after. By the same hand came the following letter to Mr. Samuel Rice. "Deah Mb. Rice It was so good Of you. I thank you more than I can say. : I wish I could sot myself right in your eyes, for I prize your friendship dearly dearly : but I know that I cannot. It has beon all my fault. I was marrlod to a bad man when I was only fifteen. . He has ruined my life ; but now he is dead, and I need not fear him, I will hereafter live as a good woman should live. The tears run down my cheeks as I write you this farewell as they did that day when I saw that sweet woman and her babe at the farmhouse gate and knew what was in your thoughts. Heaven Bend you such a wife.' Good-bye, dear Mr. Rice, good-bye. . ... Dolly Page." . And this was the last that the worthy stage driver ever beard of Mrs. Page.1 Trailing Dresses. It may do very well for prinoessos and ladies in kings' palaces, whose satin slip pers never touch tho earth, but who walk on velvets, and havo maids in waiting to boar their trains, to wear trailing garments. But when self-reliant, ' American women who walk God's earth in shoe leather, go dragging thoir garments through the filthy streets, without servant or maid to lift? them over the gutters, the style is too ab surd and untidy to bo sanctioned by any sensible woman. 1 ' ' We have four objections to trailing dresses, any one of which we think ought to condomn them in the estimation of sen sible peoplo-i ,. ; .,, j.t,., .. '; i 1. They are Inconvenient They inter fere with locomotion, and trammel our movements, so that we cannot walk or work with ease. . 2. They are a nuisance' Thoy interfere with the rights and hinder the movements of othor people, aud are too often a stum bling block on the public thoroughfare. 3. Tboy aro untidy. , , Tbey are regular filth gatherers and gather all the dirt within their reach.- ,., ...., ... 4. Tbey are extravagant,, and lead to a wilful waste of money that . might be used for a better purpose. Ouo of Dean Swift's Jokes. - Dean Swift was'walking on the ' Phoe nix road, Dublin, wben a thunder-shower came up and he took shelter undor a tree whore a party were sheltering ' also two young women and two young men. One of the young girls looked very sod, till as the rain foil, her ' tears folh " The Dean inquired the cause, and learned that It Was thoir wodding day. They wore' on, thoir way to church, aud now her white clothes were wet, aud she could not go. ' , , ' " Nevor mind, J'll nvarry you," said the Dean, and he took his prayer book, and then and there married them, thoir ()wit ncssos boing present, aud, to make the thing complete, he , two a .loaf from, bis pocket book, and with bis pencil wrote and signed a certificate,, which be handed to the bride. It was as follows: , Under a tree, in stormy weather, . . ., ; I married this man and woman together; Let none but Him who rules the thunder BoTor tills man and woman asunder. Jonathan Swift, Dean of Bt. Patrick's. A Politician Badly Sold. ' His name was Spoonor, aud, while ac tively canvassing in a local election in Maine, he made an engagement to speak at a mass meeting in Berwick upon a cer tain evening, at which time he expected to carry conviction to the souls of the audi ence. By a blunder perhaps a malicious one on the part of his carriage-driver, he was taken to Somersworth just over the border, in New Hampshire in which State there was to be no election. Spooner got out of the carriage and walked quickly to the only large building in the town re peating the thrilling portions of his speech to himself as he weut along. , When be ar rived the room was full, and two or three men were upon the platform, Spooner walked up the aisle, aud, introducing him self said: , . , My name is Spooner. I have come to address the meeting." Ho was very cordially welcomed, and he took his seat. The audience was an un commonly respectable one, and Spooner thought it certainly was the cleanest and most genteel political gathering he bad ever seen. He began to have misgivings. These grow to doubts when one of the gentlemen expressed a desire to know if " Brother Spooner would lead us in pray er?" Of course he wouldn't. He never heard of such a proceeding at a Democratic meeting. But he held his peace, and gave no expression to his astonishment while another person proceeded with the de votional exercise. When he -concluded, old Spooner was called upon for a few re marks, and risiug, he got rid of about one third of one of the most exciting Dem ocratic speeches ever spoken north of Tex as before he perceived that the audience were strangely agitated. 1 He was engaged in an elaborate disquisition upon the ini quities of the Republican party,: when a man stepped up aud said: , ,: -. 1 " Excuse, me,, sir ; but that is a little out of place here." ,- , .... ; ,; :'" 'Ex-cute uie I" said Spooner. " I guesa I know what I am about. - .Wait ' till I get through." . . ! " But you can't go on, sir. We cannot be disturbed in this outrageous manner." "Disturbed 1" said Spooner "disturbed I Why, this is legitimate Domocratio doc trine. Let me alone 1 I haven't come to the exciting part yet!' And , Spooner be gan again. . j , i "Really, sir, you cannot proceed. A prayer-meeting is no plaoe for such dis cussions." .. ., . I , , . f ' Prayer-meeting ? Good gracious! And you don't mean to say this is a prayer, meeting do you ? Ain't this Berwick, ; and isn't this a Democratic mass meeting ?" i " No 1 sir. . This is Somersworth, and I am the pastor of this flock." Mr Spooner went back to the hotel sad ly with two-thirds of one of the best speech es you ever heard lying like load upon bis brain aud that accounts for the news from Maine. . ; , . , , . , ' '' Wanted Her Money. ' A correspondent says: " A short time ago a little girl six or seven years old camo with hor mother and several othor ladies to spend the afternoon with me. Little Minnie being the' only child present was very quiet though naturally a perfect little chatterbox, but when it came tea time Bbe insisted on going with me to arrange the table. I bad no sooner closed the parlor door than she began to chatter, and coming olose to me she said: "01 Mrs. , did you know my brother in M. has got' bis lifo insured for me?" "No,V said I, "I did not." "Well," said she, naively, "he has, and hasn't died yet." ' Why, Minnie,' I said, ''you would not waut your brother to die, would you ?" She replied, " I don't know about that but I want Via money!" .. ; r"India Rubber Trees, it is stated, oc cupy a bolt of laud around the globe for five hundred miles South of tho Equator. These treos yiuld , ou an average throe tablcspooufuls of sap a day, aud, can bo tapped for twenty successive season. Thoy stand so close to each other that oue man can gather tho sap from eight trees. Iu a tract of country thirty miles long aud eighty miles wido, there have been forty-three thousand India-rubber trees countod. In Europe and the United States there are one hundied and fifty manufactories of India rubber goods, employing flvo hundred, operatives ' each, and consuming over teu million pounds of gum every year. , , $W The lady who did not think it re-' spectablo to briug up her children to work, has recently board from hor two sons one is a barkoepor on a flat-boat, aud the other is a second clerk to a Uine-kilu.
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