Terms of Publication. THE TIOGA COUNTY AGITATOR is pub. .isbed every Thursday Morning, and mailed to sub- at the very reasonable price of XJ« Dol- Laa per annum, inxnTwblyin advance,. 'lt is intend ed to notify every subscriber when ilie* tefm 5 /br Which he Iras paid shall have expired, by the itamp —**Timc Out, 11 on the margin of the last paper. The papcr.wilUhen be slopped'until a further re mittance be received. By this arrangement no man can be brought in debt to the printer, Ttre Agitator io the Official Paper of the Coun ty, with a large and steadily increasing circulation reaching into nearly every neighborhood in tb fi County. It is sent free of. postage to any Post-office tvilhra the county limits, and to those living within the limits, but whose mostconvenient postoffice may be in an adjoining County. Business Cards, not exceeding 5 lines, paper in* eluded, $4 per year. . For tho Agitator TO A WHITE SWAM WHICH ALIGHTED IS SIGHT OF MY WINDOW. BV mss M. L. DOUD. Faou what fair islet In Hie Southern Sea, Or lake, or shaded streamlet, hast thou flown 7 Had the bright summer skies no charm lor thee 7 Beneath them smil'd no spot coUldst call thine own 7 Thou bringest visions of a sunny clime. Where light-wingM breezes flout the orange bow’rs, Where bright magnolias bloom,and date, and lime, Give out their odors in the summer showers. In the dark shadows, ’neath the tangled grass, Myriads of fragrant flowers their petals ope; Their dewy eyes see not the traveler pass, Yet do they cheer him, like a secret hope. Thou hast been where the gleaming Everglades, By soft winds rippled, kiss the reedy shore ; Where bright aquatic flowrets bloom and fade, Far from the city's strife Ocean's roar. Thy downy wings have touched that summer sea, And borne thee softly thro' the balmy air ; Thy song has echoed hack the melody Which makes existence half enchantment there. I hail thy coming, for it tells of Spring, For which, aweary, we hare waited long— Of buds and flow'rs which rain and sunshine bring. And the dear music of the wood-bird's song. Thy course is onward. Thy while wings may rest But for a moment on the lakelet here; Up, where the storm's in murky splendor drest, Untranced by beauty and unawed by tear. I heed the lesson. Pleasure's streams nof flowers, Shall with no soli enchantments lure my soul; 'Neath adverse storms no longer droop its powers, With eagle wings it seeks the distant goal. Gretncaztlc, lowa . ilfay, 1857. THE HISTORY OF ABNER THE JEW, WHO inn BEES NOTHING. Sir, I nm a native of Mogador, on the borders of the great sea ; and as the follow. tag circumstances took place during the reign of the most mighty emperor, Muley Ismael, Monarch of Fez and Morocco, you,may per haps, not dislike to hear the tale. It is the history of Abner the Jew, who had seen nothing. Jews, as you know, are everywhere; and everywhere there are Jews ; their falcon eyes spy out wherever an advantage is to be gained ; and the more oppressed they are, the more cunning they become, while they glory in this very cunning. That a Jew, however, may, sometimes fall into disgrace owing to this very quality, witness Abner as he one evening look his way through the Morocco gale. ' ! He strode along, wearing his pointed cap, and his shabby and not over clean mantle on his shoulders, stealing, from time to lime a pinch from the golden snuff-box which he did not wish to have seen, or stroking.his beard. Content this evening shone out upon his unsettled countenance, notwithstanding (he expression of fear and apprehension which generally twinkled in his rolling eyes. He must certainly have made some good bargain to-day. * His walk had led him to a little grove of dates and palm-trees, when he heard behind him an immense, outcry, caused by a crowd of the emperor’s table servants, led by the head groom ; whose glances, cast eagerly on each side as they went along, indicated that they were in search of something. “Philistine,” cried the head-groom, pant ing with fatigue, “have you not seen a blood horse fully caparisoned pass by I” Abner answered. “The fastest goer in the world, slender |and smalt in his - hoof, his shoes of burnished silver, and his coal shi ning like the great sabbath candle-stick, fifteen hands high, and tail three feet and a half long, and his bit of the ; purest gold?” ‘Tt is he,” shouted the head groom. “It is he, 1 ’ echoed the stable men. “It is the Emir,” said the riding muster. “I have told the Prince Abdallah more than fen limes, that he ought to ride with a snaf fle. I know Emir well. I foretold that he would throw him ; if my head is to answer for his have foretold what would happen. But quick, quick ; which way is he gone 1" “I have seen no horse,” said Abner smi ling. “How should I know' which way the Emperor’s horse has gone I” Astonished at such an apparent contradic tion, the gentlemen of the stable were think ing what means to adopt to compel Abner to speak more clearly, when a new occurrence gave a different turn to affairs. By one of those extraordinary chances which some times occur,the Empress 1 lap-dog was missing. A troop of black slaves now madb their ap pearance, and while still far off, called out— ■ “Have you seen the Empress’s lap-dog ?” “A female, gentlemen I” inquired Abner. “Exactly so,” replied the eunuch, in the greatest joy. “Aline, where art thou?” “A small setter dog,” continued Abner, "long hanging ears, feathery tail, and limps, on her right fore-leg.” “It is her very self,” cried the chorus of blacks ; “it is Aline., The Empress fell into convulsions, when she could not be found. What would become of us if we were to re turn to the harem without her ? Speak quickly; which way did she run?” “I have seen no dog, nor did I know the Empress, whom God preserve! possessed a seller,” The people of the stable and of the harem now became furious at what they called Ab ner’s impudence in joking about anything belonging to the Emperor, nor .did they Tor a moment doubt, unlikely as it was, he| had stolen both horse and dog. While the under lings pursued the search, the head groom and' the eunuch seized the Jew, and led the half dinning, half frightened joker, into the pres ence of Muley [smaet. who when he had heard the- circumstanceaof the case, sum moned the usual and presided Himself: ,at its decisions On the opening of the case, fifty bastinadoes were commanded to' be ap- THE ■a- BeSioteß to tfte Sytenafow of tbe Mvm of iFmßom anR tijt Spveaß of l&ealtftg Stefotw COBB, STURROGK & CO., YOL. 3. plied to the (eel of the accused. In vain did he scream, whimper and protest bis inno cence, offering to relate everything as it befell. In vain did he quote passages from the Tal mud, such as, “The displeasure of the King is as the roaring of a young lion ; but bis favor is as dew on the grass.” “Let not thine band strike, while thine eyes and thine ears are shut.” Muley Ismael made a signal, and swore by the beard of the Prophet and his own, that Abner's head should pay for the Bmpress’s convulsions and the Prince’s pains, if the stray animals were not recovered. The palace still resounded with the cries of the sufferer, when the news arrived that the dog and horse were boih found. Aline was surprised in the society of some pug-dogs, respectable enough in themselves,, but far from filling associates for such a high born court lady as she was; and Emir, after he had run himself tired, found the sweet smell ing grass on the bank of the brook Tara, much more to his taste than the oats of the imperial stable; as the princely huntsman, when wearied anS lost in the chase, forgets the dainties on his own table while he rel ishes the black bread and fresh butter of the cottager. Muley Ismael now demanded of Abner an explanation of his behavior ; when he found the opportunity of vindicating himself (though late) in the following words, after he had three times touched the ground before his Highness 1 throne with his forehead— “ Most mighty Emperor, king of kings, lord of the west, alar of justice, mirror of truth, abyss of wisdom, shining as gold, lu minous as the diamond, bard as iron ! hear me. Now that it is permitted to thy slave to raise his voice in the presence of thy beam, ing countenance, 1 most solemnly aver, that I saw neither your sacred horse, nor the en gaging dog of the gracious Empress, with the eyes of my body; but. listen to the citcum stances of the case. “Refreshing myself after the fatigue of the day, with an evening walk in the little wood, where I had the honor of meeting his honor the head groom, and his vigilance the black overseer of thy sacred harem, I perceived, in the fine sand between the palm tree's, the track of an animal ; and I who am pretty well versed in the ways of animals, quickly distinguished it as the fool marks of a little dog. Other marks in the sand convinced me that it was a female who had passed, and that she had loqg hanging ears; in some places the sand was still more disturbed, which convinced me she must have a beauti ful feathery “tail, with which it had pleased her to lash the sand about ; neither did it escape me that one of her feel pressed less heavily on the sand than the other three, from which I concluded that (if such a word may be permitted) the dog of my most gracious Empress limped. “With respect to your highness 1 horse, know that as I wandered along a path of the grove, f observed the track of a horse, of which the noble hoof, the fine, yet strong frog, convinced me that he was of the Tehenne breed,.the noblest of all. It is hardly four months since my lord, the Emperor, purchas ed two of this same breed from a European Prince ; and my brother Reuben was present at the conclusion of the bargain by which my precious master gained so much. When I observed how far apart, and how exactly alike, the (racks of his steps weie, I thought to myself, This animal gallops quickly and is thorough bied ; he is only fit for my lord, the Emperor. Ths war horse of which Job speaks then came into my mind, "He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength ; he goeth onto meet the armed men; he mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he his hack from the sword,. The quiver rattleelh against him, and the glitter ing spear and shield. 11 Seeing something shining -on the ground, I bent down as I always do on such occasions, and picked up a piece of marble, on which the shoe of the impatient steed had left a mark ; from which I concluded that it must be of silver, for well I knew the different marks that metals leave, and can judge of their genuineness. The pathway I was traversing was seven feet wide, and I perceived that here and there the dust of the palm-trees was driven aside by something that had passed. In fact, the ani mal had fanned it aside with his tail; and therefore, thinks I, the tail must be three and a half feet long. Under the trees, the foliage of which began to grow about five feet from the ground, fresh leaves were strewed; this must have been done by the hastiness’s back, said I, and this proves him to be fifteen hands high ; and some tufts of the golden hair con vinced me that his' color must bd a yellow dun. On emerging from the bushes, my eye was struck by a line of gold on the rock before me. It appeared that the rock con tained a tough stone, and the line of gold was finer (lian-lhat of the little man with the bundle of’arrows on the gold coin of the seven united provinces. This stroke must have been made by the bit of flying steed as he rubbed by the rock. As every on| knows your splendid taste, oh king of kings ! and that the meanest horse in your stable bears a gold bit, I—” “Now, by Mecca and Medina,” cried Muley Ismael, “that is what I call having eyes. Such eyes as those would do you no harm, master of the hounds, they would save you a couple of blood hounds; and you, minister of police, would see further with (hem than all your scouts and baliffs. Now, Jew, in con sideration of your uncommon acuteness,, the fifty lashes which you received are worth fifty sequins, which they have saved you, for now we demand but fifty ; draw out your purse, and abstain for the future from any jest con cerdtng us or onr possessions; and continue still to’enjoy our favor.” The whole court were of coure in great ad- WELLSBOROUGH, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING. JUNE 4, 1857. miration at Abner’s sagacity, tor his majesty bad declared him to be a clever fellow, but all this did not repay him for his sufferings or console him for the loss of bis beloved sequins. It was with sighs and groans that he counted them out, one after another, weighing them as they'passed through his spindle Rogers. Meanwhile, Schunri, the Emperor’s jester, continued to laugh at him, and to ask him whether all his sequins had been tried by the same touch stone at which the dun horse of Prince Abdallah had tried his bit. “Tour wisdom has gained you honor,” said he “but 1 would bet fifty sequins that you would rather, have been without it. What says the Prophet?’ —“An inconsiderate word will not overtake a carriage, even when har nessed by four fleet horses; nor will it catch a dog, even when not lame.” A short time after this unfortunate adven ture of Abner’s, He took another walk in one of the green valleys of the Atlas. His medi tations were again disturbed by the arrival of a crowd of soldiers, the leader of which called him to enquire if he had seen Goro, the black eunuch of the Emperor’s guard, pass. “He has taken flight,” said he “and must have passed by here in his way to the mountains.” “I cannot assist you, general,” said Abner, “Ha ! are yon not the crafty Jew, who nei ther saw the horse nor the dog 7 The slave must have passed this very spot. Don’t you scent him in the gale, or see the traces of his feet in the long grass?- Speak, for it must be so. He is alone on a sparrow shooting expe dition with his rifle, and this is his majesty’s favorite diversion. Speak, or I will order you into chains.” “Can I say that I have seen what I have not seen 7” “Now, Jew, for the last time, in which di rection did the slave run? Remember your lashes—remember your sequins.” “Wo is me I But if you will have it that I have seen this sparrow-shooter, he ran in there, but as he is no longer there he is some where else.” “Then you have seen him 7” roared out one of the soldiers. “Certainly, sir officer, if such be your pleasure.” . The soldiers took the direction pointed out to them, and Abner returned to his home, glorifying in his deceit: but hardly had he been twenty-four hours within the shelter of his own roof, when a company of the palace guard invaded it (thus profaning his sabbath) and dragged him into the presence of the Em peror of Morocco. “Hound of a Jew I” snorted the Emperor, “dare you thus treat the imperial servants in pursuit of a slave, by sending them on a false scent into the mnnninino, whpn you knew that he had taken the road to the sea coast, and had nearly succeeded in getting on board a Spanish vessel? Seize him, soldiers ! a hundred lashes on the feet, a hundred sequins out of the purse, which shall only close in proportion to the swelling of the feet.” You know, my lord, that sentence is quick ly executed in the kingdoms of Fez and Mo rocco, so lhat poor Abner was speedily and sloundly cudgelled, without his taste being in the smallest degree consulted. He indulged himself in cursing his extraordinary fate, which appeared to condemn his purse and the sole's of his feet to suffer so severely every time lhat his majesty was moved to lose anything. - As he, with groans and sighs, was prepa ring to limp' out of the hall, amid (he loud laughter of the assembled domestics, Schunri entreated him not to be ungrateful for the distinguished honor which the Emperor had shewn him, for “do you-not (eel it as such,” said he, “that our gracious master cannot sustain any loss in which you do not partici pate? Nevertheless, if you will promise me something as a consideration, I will always give you due warning of any loss which the Lord of the West may in future susttff!? f will come to your booth in the Jew’s street, and say keep in your house, Abner—you know why—shut yourself in your little room until sunset, under lock and boll.” Thus, my lord, ends the story of the Jfew Abner, who “has seennolhing.” An Accommodating Spibit. —la a cer tain New England parish, a difficulty arose about the location of a new meeting house, and the church was rent with the division.— The pastor at length preached a melting ser mon on the subject of union and the congre gation were dissolved in tears. The next morning Deacon Jones went over early to see his opponent, Deacon Shaw, to make an ear nest effort for peace, and the following dia logue ensued : Deacon J. —“ Deacon Shaw, I havn’t slept a wink all night—and I’ve come over to see if we can’t have peace on this subject of the meeting house; we must settle the difficulty.” Deacon S. —“ Well, I am very happy to hear you talk so, for to tell the truth, I al ways thought yon were a little set in your way.” Deacon J. —“ Not at all—and as a proof that I am not. I’ve come this morning on pur pose to see you. Now, Deacon Shaw, we must settle this unhappy difficulty, and there is but one way to do it—you .must' give up 1 for ! can’t.” . John, how I wish it was the fashion to trade wives as to trade horses!” “Why so, Pete?” | “I’d cheat somebody most shocking bad afore nigh*.” “Well, Mary, are you going to the new place ?”■ “Sure no! the lady couid’nt give satisfac tory reference from her.last cook.” Simpkins says the ladies do not set- their caps for the gentlemen any more'; they, spread tbeir hoops. AGITATOR. “ THE AGITATION OP THOUGHT IS THE BEGINNING OP- WISDOM.” marriage. Nature never did betray the son! (hat loved her; and nature (ells men and women to marry.' Just as the young man is entering upon life—just as he comes to independence and man’s estate—just as the, crisis of his be ing is to be solved, and it is to be seen wheth er he decide with the good, and the great, and the true, or whether he sink and be lost for ever—matrimony gives him ballast and right impulse. War with nature; and she takes sure revenge. Tell a young man not to have an attachment that is virtuous and he will have one that is vicious. Virtuous love, the honest love of man for a woman he is about to marry, gives him an anchor, for his heart; something pure and beautiful for which to labor and iive. And the woman, what a pur ple light it sheds upon her path; it makes life for her no day dream, no idle hour, no painful shadow, no passing show, but some thing real earnest, worthy of heart and head. But most of us are cowards, and dare not* think so; we lack grace; we are of little faithour inward eye is dim and dark.— The modern young lady must marry in style; the mpderh young gentleman marries a for tune. But in the meanwhile the girl grows into an old maid, and the youth takes cham bers—ogles at the nursery maids, and be comes a man about town, a man whom it is dangerous to ask into your house, for his business is intrigue. The world might have a happy couple; instead, it gets a woman fretful, a plague to all around her. He be comes a skeptic in all virtue; a corrupter of the youth of both sexes ; a curse in whatever domestic circle he may penetrate. Even worse may result. She may be deceived and may die of a broken heart. He may rush on from one folly to another ; associate only with the vicious and depraved ; bring disgrace and sorrow on himself and all around him ; and sink into an early grave Our great cities show what become of men and women who do not marry. Worldly parents advise not to marry till they can af ford to support a wife, and the boys wickedly expend double the amount in company.— Hence it is, all wise men (like Franklin) ad vocate early marriages; and that all our great men, with rare exceptions, have been men who married young. Wordsworth had only one hundred pounds a year when he first married. Lord Eldon was so poor that he had to go to Clare market, London to buy sprats for supper. Coleridge and Southey we can’t find had any income at all when they got m.arried. We question whether at any time Luther had more lima fifty pounds a year. We blast humanity in its very dawn. Fathers, you say you leach your sons pru dence—you do nothing of the kind ; your worldly wise and clever son is already ruined for life. You will hod him at the faro table and at freelove circles. Your wretched world ly wisdom taught him to avoid the snare of marrying young, and soon—if he is not in volved in embarrassments which will last him a life—he is a blase fellow—heartless, false, without a single generous sentiment or manly aim; he has No God no Heaven in the wide world I” Courting. “Why cannot people do their courting by daylight?” —A breakfast table remark. Whew! preach that doctrine until your head is grey, and you are as toothless as a new-born babe, and stjll young folks will “set up,” till the stars grow tired of watching, and the roosters begin to crow ! There is a sort of fascination in it, a posi tive denial to the contrary notwithstanding. An indescribable, undeniable charm, iq.being the sole occupants of a front parlor, with nothing to molest or make afraid ; the sofa drawn up before the shining grate, and the lamp regulated to a steady blaze that will not eclipse the brightness of eyes, or make par ticularly prominent, unclassical features. — Tbej-e’s something peculiarly pleasing in hear ing the last pair of household feet take a bee line departure for the,upper chambers, and feeling that the ever-swinging parlor door will remain closed until one of the party con cerned choose to open it. Talk of courting by daylight I Think of laming one’s arm by quick, hasty withdraw als from around a certain waist at the inces sant ringing of the door-hell, or seeing the puffcombs and curls fly in eVery direction, by a sound of coming foot-steps. Imagine proud lover at the feet of fair lady, puffing forth an eloquent love avowal, with extraordinary ex pressions flitting over his face, and at the same moment, a puzzled little countenance peering in through the folding doors, wondeting what makes Mr. M. “pray with his eyes wide open!” Or more disagreeable 1 still, have “mamma” open the door, without the prelude of a rap, of course, just at the moment you have ventured to lest the temperature and sweetness of her daughter’s lips. And then what time in the day could pne take? Not is the forenoon, certainly, when music teachers and fashionable* callers are in vogue ; not in the afternoon when one’s sen ses are stupified by the eating of 'a hearty dinner; not on Sundays, when everybody is expected to go to church ; not in the church, with pantomimic gestures that set the occu pants of neighboring pews a staring. No! there is one time, and that the veritable sea son set in old primitive days—a time and sea son for courting. An hour when you can pinch Susie’s finger to make her tell who she loves best; look in Susie’s band to see if her fortune runs with yours, and see what letter of the alphabet is lormed by the lines therein; kiss her when you please, hug her when you please, and all this when the old folks are sleeping, when the sound of footsteps are scattering in the streets, and there is no one on earth so near Susieas yourself! Them’snm ! PUBLISHERS & PROPRIETORS^. For The Agitator. SPRim HAS COME. Now charming Spring has come again, . The gentle breeze comes o!er the plain, The groves with sweetest songs resound, I And hearts and poises joyous bound. | We list the robinVjoyous lay— S Her nest soft lining on the spray: The bees “ improve the shining hours” In culling sweets from early flowers. The streams that were in ice long bound. Now freely flow with gushing sound; The verdant hills, the insects* bom. All sweetly tell that Spring has come. The snows have fled, the fields are green, ’ The modest violets are seen; The birds so gaily chirp and sing. We doubt no longer it is Spring. Tioga County, Pa. Ross. I Gilts! Gifts! Free Gifts!! I. Givaway, Agent, and principal facto tum for the Great and only “Genuine Orien-\ tal," Eeerlasting Life Elixir, Lotion and\ Liniment , being desirous of benefiting thei entire human race, offer the following unpar-j alleled and unprecedented inducements to thej citizens of Newport, to purchase his popular and unrivalled medicine. Being influenced entirely by a laudable desire to introduce this lotion into evety family in this county (wheth er they need it or not,) we will give to every purchaser of a,,bottle of the Liniment a chance in $75,000 worth of rich, rare and costly gifts—all of which have been express- provided for “the people.” We warrant to every person who may pur chace 25 cents worth of Liniment, a magnifi cent prize worth several dollars—or less. LIST OF GIFTS. 200 Magnificent Gold Watches, (Brasseigh & Hum Bogg makers,) will keep a great deal of time, each $l5O. 300 Railroad Watches, warranted to run— with the train, $75. 200 Hand Saws, (highly perfumed and war ranted not to cut in the eye.) 100 Brass Key Holes, (portable style.) Jerusalem Overtakers, (of Ivory,) Cologne, Soap, (soft,) Tapes, Needles and Grind-' stones. Calico Anchors, Paper Collars and Cast Iron Sun Bonnets, (fast colors.) SOOO Copies of “The .N Y. Astonisher ,” containing the terrible and powerfully writ ten Tale, entitled “The Boot Maker of Moscow” by Penn Sylvanus Jr., author of the “Stormy Secret” and “O. Rion, the Iron Pounder of the Jerseys.” The qualities of this lotion are nemly, prodigious, and render it a_ highly de sirable adjunct to the hospital, nursery, kitch en, farm yard, stable or tan yard. The great and only “Genuine Oriental” Everlasting Life Elixir Lotion and Liniment, cures burns, chilblains, frost bites, flea bites and back bites, chicken pox, small pox and catarrh, sore -head, scald head and swelled head, ringbone, spavin, glanders, sore throat, corns, bronchitis, jaundice nnd germanders, 1 toothache, heartache stomachache and pound cake, billious fever, lock-jaw, consumption, general debility, inability, dropsy, elephant leg, conjunclivets, worms, black vomit, frac tures, pthysic, sprains and the butts. Read the following certificates from well known persons. Posey, Potsy Co., Ind. April 1, 1857. Mr. I. Givaway —Dear Sir —l write to inform you that I am entirely out of your great and only “genuine Oriental” everlast ing life elixir lotion-and liniment. The JaSt of 80,000 gross was sold this morning, and our patrons are clamoring for me.. Send on by express 300,000 gross more, the people will have it. Yours, I AMMIN. I. Givaway, Esq.—Dear Sir. —l hasten to set before you the following facts relativej to the extraordinary qualities of your greatj and only “genuine Oriental” everlasting,! life elixir lotion and liniment. I Andrew Jackson Bingup, Esq , was run| over yesterday by a locomotive and freight! train ; the entire train passing overhis body, severed his legs from it. Added to the an noyance, and inconvenience which attended this disaster, Mr. Bingup has been troubled for years with the seplorasis septennis, or seven year’s itch—he has also been {afflicted; with consumption, and had lost both of lungs—his liver, lights and epidermis werdj entirely gone, and his spinal column decayed] to such an extent that he could not sit dowu,[ stand up or lay in any positiotTwhalsoever.l His food for ten years has consisted mostly! of meat, vegetables and (arinacious matter,! when he could get it. A cannon ball, some! years since, carried off both of his legs, which! have since been replaced by the wooden ones! which were cut off by the locomotive. Not; so, however, with the poor mao’s arms, which were cut off in a riot; his eyes were pul out! •in New Zelnnd, his nose and ears cut off in I Mexico, and three hundred and fifty bullets; were lodged in his body at the battle of Pnioj Alto, where he led the charge on horseback ;[ the horse throwing and falling upon him,j smashed his head ; after which he was aN> tacked with the yellow fever, which left him| in a very weak state, until hearing of your| world renowned lotion a'nd liniment, he pro-i cured a bottle, upon which .lie immediately! recovered his health and pristine vigor. j I wish you to send one dozen more of the; elixir and will endeavor to keep my friend! Mr. Bingup alive until they come, by rubbing; his shins with your empty bottles. | Truly yours, R. U. BRITE. ! Covington, Ky., April 2, 1857- j We have at each of our 15,000 agencies,] several hundred certificates from gentlemen; equally-as well known as Mr.' Brite, and will] be pleased to show them to customers. _ Our principal Agency-for Newport is lo cated on the corner' of Yaratoga apd Sotk. Streets, j. GIVAWAY, Agent. Rate* of Advertising. Advertisements will b« charged 81 per square of fourteen lines, for one, or three insertions, and 25 cent* fijr ever/subsequent insertion. All advertise ment* of Less than fourteen- lines considered as a squqicy The following rates will be charged for Quarterly, Half-Yearly and Yearly advertising;— . i ' 3 months.' 6 months. 12 mo’s I Square, (14 lines,} - 83 50 84 SO 86 00 3 Squares,- - . .4 00 600 800 J column, - -- . 10 00 15 00 30 00 1 column, - - . .18 00 30 00 40 00 All advertisements not having the number of in sertions marked upon them, will be kept in notil or dered out.and charged accordingly. . Fosters, Handbills, Bill,and Letter Heads,and all kinds of Jobbing -done in country establishments, executed neatly and promptly. Justices’, Co os ta bles* arid other BLANKS, constantly on hand and printed to order. NO. 45. “I have cut the last loaf of bread, mother,” said Emma Walcott, as she!arose to prepare the bumble repast for her mother's family. “What shall wedo for io-morroW 1” ‘‘Trust in the Lord, Emma. Our heavenly Faiher is very rich.” • | Mrs, 'Walcott arose and sealed herself at her writing-desk. “Truth or Trash ?” said she, taking up her pen, ‘(lf I could only write fiction, Ipve-stories, land sentimental tales, my children would not cry for bread ; but the world is already too full of such bluff. The morals of the community are corrupted by it; the public appetite is vitiated so that it can not relish wholesome : food. “No my conscience is a dreadful trouble* some fellow, and makes a great ado every lime 1 think of writing saleable fiction, I can not do it. We must yet labor harder. Jive yet shorter, and toil yet longer. The world needs truth—clear, practical truth.— There needs incentives to help men to apply and practice truth. I will not launch out on the sea of fiction, and wreck my soul to save my body !’’ Mrs. Walcott leaned her head upon her hand as if buried in thought and oppressed with care. “Then you will never be a popular writer, mother,” said her son, a lad of seventeen, ,who had just commenced a course of study by which he hoped, by and by, to be in position where he could assist and repay his mother for all her toil to give him'a profession.— “Come, mother,” he jmntinued, “write a novel—a real fiction—just the silliest thing you can think of. Get a publisher to puff it lor you, and 'twill sell fast enough. Then you can help me thiough college, and educate the younger children. Do, mother, write a novel; I know you can.’’ “Perhaps I could, my son ; but what if I should write a fictio.n, the evil seeds of which should spring up in the mind of some young man to his-ruin. What if he shcjuld ruin the morals of ten more, and they of hundreds ; and what if, among the ruins, should bo found your younger brother I Do you suppose that when you shall, in coming lime, stand by ray ■grave, and think of the wreck of mind my pen has made, by listening to the tempter and getting gain—do you think then the roses planted there will yield a fragtance?' Will the violets blooming there speak ofiinnocence, and the snow-drops of purity ? No, my children! we must cut our last loaf a good many times; must pray yet longer, ‘Giveus this day our daily bread,’ before your mother’s pen shall earn money by corrupting the minds and perverting the passions of our youth. “But you must write a good novel—a re ligious one. Do you think all novels perni cious.” ’ ■ “No, I do not ; but those which are writ ten to sell are too often of this character.” “Well, ’tis of little use for you to write plain prose articles. You know the editor of that “popular” paper sent them back to you. Now if they had been love-sick stories he woultf have published them, and paid you for I them too.”; “Very likely. I requested him to return 'them if they were not suited to his paper.— What good, my son, do you think will be ac complished by the circulation of that paper! ..Will the morals of the community become better} Will the inellect expand on such food? Will men be - wiser, purer and bap. pier !” “Oh, 1 don’t know, mother, about that; but the publishers will get lots of money, the wri ters will be rich and famous, and the paper will have a ‘great run.’ ” ■ “Thai’s so. But whenthe stamping and clapping is over, the dust settled, and men and women come back to their sober senses, they will find that the bait has been trash instead of truth, that they have been caught by the gills, drawn out ‘high and dry’ to bounce and bounder, gasp and die, in their own folly.” “AVell, mother, you won’t find a publisher anywhere that can sustain a decent paper unless he prints fashionable stories. People won’t read anything else.” “Here you are mistaken. There is one man in the United States who can andwiH sustain such a paper. And sixty years hence, if you live, when you are a gray-haired old man, and I am in the grave, and that editor gone to|bis reward, just note the influence his paper has had, and compare it with the short lived and less-loved popular paper, to which you wish me to cater. And do not fail to tell your grandchildren that their great-grand mother had such a particular, ‘fussy’ con science that she had rather live on bread and water, and die without fame, than to offend it Thai she had no sympathy with 'trash,' and you could not persuade her to wriie it. Then she ‘went in’ for truth, no matter where it was found, and wished them to do ths same.” A Fair Hit. —Mr. Choate writes a hand which has been compared to the autograph of a seventeen legged spider, jusl crawled out of, an inkstand. An exchange says u “We,are informed that Hon. Rufus Choate. will be sent to China—not, however, by the. government as Minister Plenipotentiary, but that he has been engaged, at a large salarys to go out to Canton, where he will be em ployed in lettering lea chests ! It is said his peculiar style of chyrography will enable him to put on those interesting hieroglpphics at a much cheaper rate than the Chinese painters can do it.” The Tanars pull a man by the ear when they want him to drink, and keep pulling until be opens his mouth, when' they pour down the liquor. We know tome folks whoa* ears would not require much pulling. I . Vrom Lift Uliutzoted. Truth or Trash, j)
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