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A DEMOCRATIC HYMN .
Br GCKALD UASSET.
Behold 1 au idle tale they tell,
And who shall blame their Idling U ?
The rogues have got their cant to sell,
The world pays well for selling it
They say the world's a desert drear,
* Still plagued with Egypt’s blindness;
That we were sent to suffer here— #
What! by a God of ktrdness?
That, since the world has gone astray,
It must be so forever.
And we should stand still and obey
Its desolators. Never!
Well labor for the better time,
With all our might of Press and Pen.
Believe me—Hia a troth sublime—
* God’s world is worthy better men.
With paradise the world began—•
A world of love and sadnes;
Its beauty may be marred by man,
With all his crime and madness.
Yet, His a brave work still. Love brings
A sunshine for the dreary;
With all oar strife, sweet rest hath nogs,
To fold o’er hearts a-wcary.
The sun in'|dory, like a god, -
To day climbs up heaven’s bosom ;
The flowers upon the jewelled sod,
In sweet love lessons blossom!
As radiant of immortal youth
And beauty as in Eden. Then
Believe me—Yis a noble truth—
God's world is worthy belter men.
Oh 1 they are bold—knaves arc bold-*'
Who say they arc doomed lo anguish,
That mao in God’s own image foul’d
Like hell-bound slaves mm* ianguiah.
Probe Nature’s heart to its red core,
There’s more of good than evil;
And man—down trampled mao—is more
Ad angel than a devil.
Prepare to die! Prepart to live!
We know not what is living;
And let us for the world’s good, give,
As God is ever giving.
Give Action,Thought, Love, Wealth and Time,
To win the primal age again.-
Believe me—’tie a troth sublime-**
God’s world is worthy belter men.
The Church--Its Relations to Freedom.
A LETTER FROtt JOSHUA R. GIDDIKGS.
To the Editors of Tho National Anti-Slarcry Standard.
The communication signed “8.,” published
in the Standard of the 13. h ult., is so kind,
so catholic in spirit, that I feel impelled to
answer it; I think, however, that he is belter
versed in the Presbyterial polity than he is in
that of the Congregational Church. The
Church of which I have been an humble
member for' more than thirty years was
formed upon the “accommodation plan”
adopted in the early settlement of the Western
country. Such Churches were composed
mostly of Congregaltbnalists, but in nearly
wU *W» rwf*
Church government. While such members
remained in any of those Churches, they
were, of course, members of the Presbytery
in which (hey were situated. When they
ceased lo have such members, they no lon
ger held connection with the Presbytery, but
acted solely on their Congregational platform.
The Church of which I am a member held
this relation (o ihe “Presbytery of Grand
River,’-' when, in 1847, they elected me, a
lay member, to represent that body in the
New School General Assembly. I had
myself been bred in the school of New
England Congregationalists, and held to the
policy of that order; but I gladly complied
with'the feelings of the Presbyter.
My object was, so far as able, to induce the
Assembly to avow the “Most High” as the
Author of human existence, and of that lib
erty so necessary to sustain and defend the
life which God hath given/'us'rlp render it
useful and happy. I had been for some years
engaged in efforts to separateXpur 1 people and
government from the barborous system of
African slavery i I had seen that mankind
were looking to the religious sects for exam
ple and instruction upon great moral truths ;
and I Trad no doubt that the New School
Presbyterian General Assembly would stand
forth in the avowal and maintenance of these
fundamental doctrines.
But I speak in Areal sorrow, and not in
anger, when I say there appeared very little
disposition among the great body of its mem
bers to lake any action upon the subject.
They did not deny the doctrines. Indeed
some could not believe that any Presbyterian
would deny them ; while the Assembly, as a
body, repudiated them in the moat practical
and emphatic manner.
Among both the clerical and lay mem.
bers were men whose whole lives had been a
practical denial of these self-evident truths ;
men who were in the practice of buying and
selling God’s image; of holding their breth
ren in chains; scourging the Saviour in the
person of his followers; lending their moral
and political influence to a-system of human
degradation which excludes three millions of
our fellow-beings in this nation from reading
the gospel; closes op the windows of their
intellects; shuts out the sunlight of truth
from their souls, and envelopes their’" moral
existence in the gloom of mental night. They
denied the brotherhood of man, denied that a
Just God had given to others the natural right
to life nod liberty which they claimed Ibr
themselves. They pul forth their powers in
favor of an institution which consigns five
hundred thousand American females to pros
titution, and annually dooms twenty.five,
thousand human victims lo premature graves.
When the Assembly gathered around the
sacramental board methougbt I saw the blood
of those victims dripping from their hands,
besmearing the sacred vessels, and defiling
the holy emblems which wero swallowed by
Northern Doctors of divinity. My soul
sickened at the aight. I turned away in
anguish. I W ept in sorrow.
To hsve said all [ felt would, at that time,
have been offensive to many sincere and pious
uftn. Others ’did not see things asT saw
them, did net feel as l f e |t. The Church to
which I belonged quietly and silently ceased
THE AGITATOR,
Behoteu to m mttnnim of the of ifmtrow atm the Spreatr of healths mefovrn
YOL. 3.
to send representatives to the Presbytery, as
no member desired lo hold further connection
with that order ; and we thereby became an
independent Congregational Church; holding
no more connection with Dr. Adams or Dr.
Ross thsn with Alexander Campbell or
Brigham Young, Your correpondem is en
tirely mistaken when he supposes that either
of those men could be received, or regarded
as a Christian, either by me or by the Church
of which I am a member.
In saying this I would not offend any
human being; but I must not disguise the
fact, that I regard no man as a Christian
who hesitates to avow the right of every
human being lo understand the duties of
Christianity.
I write under peculiar circumstances. My
sun of life is near its setting. I know the
lime of my departure draws nigh. And as
[ thus stand on the verge of existence your
correspondent demands an explanation of
my sectarian views. If I leave those views
for him or any other person to examine, I
would leave them so distinctly expressed as
lo be understood. I therefore express my
full conviction that neither one, nor any, nor
all of the religious seels which now exist,
meet the intelligence or jthe real Christianity
of the present age; anduhat, as time advan
ces, these defects willl, become still more
apparent.
For three hundred years our Theology
has remained stationary, while the arts and
sciences have been constantly extending, in
telligence has been increasing, and mankind
becoming more and more elevated. The
present age sees nature, discerns her laws,
understands them to bo the will of God,
regards the duties of mankind, the rights of
humanity amid the full blaze of moral light
which the noontide of civilization is now
pouring upon mankind ; while Luther, and
Calvin, and the Reformers of the Sixteenth
Century avowed doctrines which they dis
covered by the dim moral twilight, which
then merely began to dawn upon the earth.
The gospel had been proclaimed under the
rule of Imperial Rome, when men had very
little conception of civil or religious liberty.
The Saviour was crucified for speaking truth.
His apostles fell martyrs lo the civil power.
The Church of Rome at length, extending
its influence over the civil outhorily, enforced
its sectarian doctrines by the inquisition, by
the horrors of the “auto-da-fe.”
The reformers of that age struck- at some
of the prominent errors of the Church, both
in faith and practice, but they advanced no
«•« .nklrtU nil, juarwx <«< ~«
mg Christianity must agree. The Reformers
themselves held to the Divine right of kings
to bear civil rule over their fellow-men, lo
eslablish privileges for one class and impose
heavy burthens on others; that the Church
held the same rule over the conscience and
the faith of mankind. They were intolerant,
persecuted those who disagreed with them.
Calvin himself advised, nay, caused, the
burning of Servetos for uttering the honest
sentiments of bis own heart. No one then
dared avow the right of all men lo think for
themselves, to decide upon their own form of
faith, lo proclaim the equal rights of all men
to civil, religious and spiritual freedom.
Luther’s ninety-five propositions were aimed
at the sale of indulgences under the Papal
rule. Those propositions are of little interest
to the present age. Calvin’s five points of
theology, to wit: “Predestination,” “Limited
Atonement,” '“Total Depravity,” “Irresistible
Grace,” and “Final Perseverance of the
Saints,” are far less interesting to the present
generation than are the practical duties of
“doing unto others as tee tcotild have them
do unto us.” The reformers of that age
sought to control the thoughts, to guide the
faith of mankind by metaphysical theories
and abstract dogmas but little understood by
the people or divines. Hence the great num
ber of seels of the present age, each holding
to some doctrine, some article of faith, which
which distinguishes it from others. Yet, all
reflecting Christians now bold that the great
object of human existence in the instruction,
the elevation, the unfolding of each, and of
every moral being, pieparing him or her for
usefulness here and for enjoyment here and
hereafter, in just such degree as the moral
faculties are developed. That philosophy,
religion, the laws and revelations of God,
teach us that no vice can escape punishment
and ho virtue can be separated from its ap
propriate reward.'
Thus while our religious sects have ad
hered to creeds and covenants, and articles
of abstract faith, the popular mind has pro
gressed in religious knowledge, and the great
body of the American people now occupy a
higher religious position, and avow religious
truths which are more practical, more fun
damental, than those proclaimed by any re
ligious sect of the present day. Indeed, we
see a great and a rapidly increasing political
party basing its existence, its expectations of
success upon the self-evident truths, that all
men hold from the Creator the equal and in
alienable right to enjoy life, and that civil,
religious and spiritual liberty which is so
necessary to render life useful to the indi
vidual and to the world;-that human govern
ments are constituted insecure the enjoyment
of these rights which God has conferred on
mankind ; that no human enactment which
attempts to repeal the will of the “Most
High” can bind the conscience or command
the respect of good men.
Neither Luther, nor Calvin, nor any of our
religious sects, of either ancient or modern
limes has ever proclaimed these primal doc
trines in its creed, its articles of faith, or its'
covenants. On the contrary, most of our re
ligious denominations admit the Dtnhority of
rulers and - legislators to changih to modify
'he laws of God, to rob their fellow-roen of
WELLSBOROUGH, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THU&SMY HORNING. JULY &, 1857.
those rights which God has bestowed upon
•all mankind. Indeed, apportion of the mem
ber aof most of the leading denominations
assert and maintain that God has authorized
one portion of our race to enslave and bru
talize another portion. And members of those
sects who are engaged in the daily commis
sion of these crimes against God’s law, and
our common humanity, avow confident hopes
of salvation through imputed righteousness
and irresistible grace.
I hesita'e not to declare such theology op
posed to the laws of God, the teachings of
the Gospel, to the philosophy, lha judgment
and conscience o( enlightened Christian men,
however it may accord with th’o sentiments
of a barbarous age.
I think the lime has* arrived when' some
modern Luther, or Calvin, should erect the
standard of a higher, a purer theology, a
theology in harmony with the lawsof purity,
of justice, of God ; a theology in harmony
with the teachings of the Gospel j a theology
approved by the philosophy, (be judgment of
enlightened men ; a theology that acknowl
edges and proclaims the primal ■ truths, that
life, that civil, religious and spiritual freedom
are the gifts of God —that every member of
the human family has rceived from the
Creator “an equal and inalienable right to
enjoy them—that such enjoyment is neces
sary to develope the intellect, elevate the soul,
and prepare the individual for usefulness, for
happiness here and hereafter—that every
attempt to limit the sphere of human thought,
or to hold the mind or the body of one man
in subjection to the views or the will of
another, or to prevent the enlargement of the
immortal mind, or prevent the full and per
fect development of any human soul, consti
tutes a crime to which, by the laws of nature
and of nature’s God, to appropriate penalty
is inseparably connected, while every act in
harmony with those laws necessarily elevates
the individual and prepares him for higher
attainments.
For the protection of these rights and the
encouragement of these duties all govern
ments and associations should he adapted.
Of all the nations of the earth, ours is the
most favorably situated for carrying forward
this great reformation. Our Government
was founded upon these truths, and most of
our people believe them. The relormaton
has commenced, is in rapid progress. la all
parts of the country men are awaking to the
necessity of a more practical theology. The
open and undisguised infidelity recently
avowed in the Presbyterian General Assem-
right and wrong, awakened the most
thoughtless. Men see that mere theories,
bald forms of sectarian faith, are impotent
and useless. Our old organizations are be
coming inert, inefficient, worn out. Men
long to lay them aside, to disconnect them
selves from these theoretic technicalities,
which retard the union of hearts upon those
great and vital truths which elevate mankind
and prepare them for usefulness, for happi
ness. Many of our ministers have caught
the inspiration of these truths. They are
giving utterance to the solemn convictions of
their own judgment, unfettered by sectarian
prejudices. The sea of human thought,
which has remained quiet for an hundred
and fifty years, is troubled. Its waters,
nearly stagnant from long repose, are now
ploughed by many keels. Discussion is
stirring its deep foundations. The billows of
agitation are rolling, and I trust tho storm
will continue, until false theories, and infi
delity, the love of oppression, of tyranny,
violence, polygamy, and slavery shall be
overwhelmed, and their broken wrecks cast
upon the sterile coast of political and reli
gious conservatism.
Joshua R. Giddings.
Monthly Report or a Postmaster.—
The following letter was received a few days
ago by President Buchanan, as a monthly
report from a post office in the west:
Crawford County, Pa., April 20, ’57.
Mr. Buchanan — J)ear Sir: Mr.
is the Postmaster at this place, and he is
gone out West, and has been gone for three
or four weeks, and he has no. deputy here,
but I have been opening the mails and atteod-
Ing to it since he has been, gone, as he left
the key whb me, and the Postmaster told me
that I must make a report at the end of every
month, and did not tell me who I was to write
to, but 1 suppose it is to you we should make
our reports, as we are all citizens of the
Government of which you are now President.
If you aro not the right one to receive the
report, please drop me a few lines, letting me
know who I am to report to, and I will write
again.
Report at the End of Apr ft. —The
weather is cold for the season—provisions
scarce and very high—but notwithstanding
all that, we have regular mails once a week,
good health, and the people of this country
are universally pleased with your Adminis
tration ; this is all I know that would interest
you ; if there is anything omitted in my last
report, please let me know. My best respects
to you and Mrs. Buchanan.
When an Arab woman intends to marry
again after the death of her first husband,
she comes in ;he night before her second
marriage, to tho gravepf-her dead husband!
Here she kneels and-'prays to him, and en
treats him “not to he offended—not to he jeal
ous.” At, however, she fears he will be jeal
ous and angry, thb widow brings with her a
donkey, laden with two goat-skins of water.
Her prayers and entreaties done, she proceeds
to poor on the grave the water to keep the
first husband cool under the irritating circum
stances about to take place; and having well
saturated it, she departs.
“THE AGITATION OP THOUGHT IS THE BEGINNING OP WISDOM.”
Tribulations of an Editor,
The Editor of the Baldwinsville Gazette
has been lo Syracuse lately, and thus he de
scribes his trials and tribulations:
White in the Central Railroad office, wail
ing for the Oswego train, we reclined on one
of the benches, (our head aching rather bad
ly,) when we were roughly ordered out by a
Railroad official with ibe polite information
that “they didn’t furnish lodgings for stran
gers!"
Hardly had we passed through “the bote
the carpenter left,’’ when a chap hailed us
with “I say, feller, help me carry this trunk.”
We meekly passed to the extreme east part
of the depot, and laid bold of a large trunk,
which we assisted to place at the desired lo
cation, when we-were discharged without the
customary sixpence.
Sadly pondering on our hard fate, we were
caught by the coat collar, and a harsh gutter
a) voice exclaimed, “whar bin I”
We turned, and lei! a fat, ill-favored squaw
greeted our astonished eyes. The moment
she saw our features khe grunted out, "-Huh !
thought you my injun,” and immediately
waddled away.
Half blind with rage and mortification, our
next move was to stumble in amongst a pile
of railroad baggage, when we were greeted
with, “you heathen, get out of this!” adding,
in an undertone, “what the deuce do you ex
pect to steal here I” Just at this moment.
Conductor Fiske called out to us, “Here, gel
into the cars and go home before the cows
eat you up 1”
We crawled into the hind car like a whip
ped hound, and threw ourselves recklessly in
to a seat. Smash ! we squatted on a lady's
band box. She seeing the damage we had
done, squalled out, “There gander shanks ,
you’ve spilt my new bonnet!”
Concealing our shame and confusion as
well as we could, we subsided into another
seat, where we shrunk into the smallest pos
sible dimensions until we were kicked out of
the cars at our village .depot.
Moral. —Never go to Syracuse without
shaving and pulling on a clean shirt and de
cent coat.
A Spekcu on Scolding Wives. —At a
yonng men’s debating society, somewhere in
Illinois, the question for discussion was,
“Which is the greatest-evil—a scolding wife
or a smoking chimney.” After the appoint
ed disputants had concluded the debate, a
spectator arose and begged the privilege of
jelr
in this way:
“Mr. President, I’ve been almost mad, lis
tening to the debate of these youngsters. —
They don’t know anything about a scolding
wife! Wait until they have had one upwards
of eight years, and been hammered and jam
mered and jawed at all the while—wail until
they have been scolded because the baby
cried, because the fire would’l burn, because
the oven was too hot, because the cow kicked
over the milk, because it rained, because the
sun shined, because the hens didn’t lay, be
cause the butter wouldn’t come, because they
are 100 soon for dinner, because they are one
minute 100 late, because they slapped the
young ones, because they tore their trowsers,
or because they did anything, (whether they
could help it or not) before they talk about
Ihe evils of a scolding wife; why, Mr. Presi
dent, I’d rather hear the clatter of hammers
and stones, and twenty tin pans and nine
brass kettles, than a din, din, of a scolding
wife. Yes sir-ee, them’s ray sentiments. —
To my mind, Mr. President, a smoky chim
ney is no more to be compared to a scolding
wife than a little negro to a dark night.
Widow’s Weeds. — A friend tells us that
some dozen or fifteen years ago, when he had
the melancholy duly to stand behind the
counter in a country shop, dealing out the
very best selected slock west of the Ailegha
nies,” he was once brought to a stale of un
utterable wonderment. A youthful and pret
ty woman, robed in deep black approached
him and asked to look at his “Gleam of Com
fort.”
“At what madam 1” said he, puzzled, con
founded and confused, at wbat appeared to
him a singular request.
“Gleam of comfort, young man ; haven’t
you any, or don't you know what it is V re
plied the lady.
“Yes, madam, most likely we have it;
what is it like—is it dry goods or groceries 1”
“Dry goods or groceries !” echoed the la
dy, looking at our friend in a way that made
him feel decidedly uncomfortable. “Sir, it is
a mourning calico of the second grade for
widows of three weeks. It is well known
sir, wi'h us in the city. I’m astonished at
your ignorance.” / 'x
The frightened/'yoong man could only
slammer —“they hadn’t any of that particu
lar kind of calico.’N
If you want to (hid out what a woman is,
don’t look at her in a ball-room, in the saloon,
the streets and other public places, but at
home and early in the day, about the lime
she is what she is, not what before she seemed.
There is as much difference between them in
the two places and times as between the tooth
ache and the sweetest kiss ever got up.—
Gentlemen at all skeptical on this point should
endeavor to dear the matter up.
i
At an election in Pittsburg a voter too
much in a hurry to examine his vote, dropped
into the ballot bos a slip of paper containing
the following words:—“Dear Miss: t cannot
meet yon this evening—my wife' suspects;
keep shady. Yonrs affectionately,—
It was natural enough, wo presume, for a per-'
son in such a stale of mind to poll the'wrong'
candidate.
ottv Com»»onire«cr,
Hudson, Wis., June 24, 1357
Friend Cobb: Since my last communi
cation to the Agitator I have had the pleasure
of meeting with several old acquaintances
from Pa., who for pleasure or profit have been
induced to make a pilgrimage to this “great
Northwest,’’ and as they expressed a wish to
examine more thoroughly the resources of
the St Croix Valley than conld be done by a
steamboat trip, I was pleased to become one
of the parly and regularly introduce them to
the pleasures of “enmp” life. '
In accordance with this resolution we soon
provided ourselvesjwiih the necessary equip
ments of “tounsis” in the western wilds, such
as blankets, rhuskelo bars, provisions'," &ci,
and the Steamer “Eolian”!for
Stillwater at the head of St Croix lake, where
we arrived in due season. Here we disem
barked and shouldering our “packs” look up
our line of march along the western bank, or
Minesola side of the St Croix river, and alter
travelling several miles through beautiful
prairies dotted here and there by groves of
limber known as “Oak openings” we come
to the town of Areola—not the Areola of an
cient history, but a mod fern one situated;.oh
the western shore of the St Croix river, And
surrounded (like most western towns) by it
good agricultural country and possessing also
great advantages for the manufacture of lum
ber which is floated down.the St Croix ip
this and contiguous points in the log and here
manufactured into boards, shingles &c. VVe
found here two large saw mills seemingly
doing a good business, besides several dwel
lings erected and in course of erection. If
we are to judge by lhe-“stakes” to bo found
on the prairie for a long distance on either
sids of the town is, we must certainly
consider Ibis to be a large town that is to be.
While contemplating the mystic future of this
town (on paper) we were suddenly reminded
of our unprotected condition in relation to the
elements by a copious sprinkling of aqueous
fluid from “dark portentous clouds o’er
head.” This little circumstance caftsed tis
to speedily relinquish the projected "camp iff
the bush” and flee for shelter to the visible
part of the'town which we soon reached, and
seeing one house more inviting than the rest
we applied for shelter here, but were told by
the proprietor that we “couldn’t come in,” a!s
they were already full; so on we traveled but
with like success until at last we espied a
“long, low, (black ?) shan'ee and as a last
remri nnnli'pft for shelter and were told to
walk in, ft™ "I'- ■ ..n.i tvprr>
soon supplied with a hearty supper to which
we all did justice. During the evening
there was a gathering of the gay youth dl
the place, and we were entertained (I) with
music and dancing of the primitive sort, and
-perfumed with the odor of bad whiskey to our
hearts content. Just as the small hours were
peeping from behind the curtains we retired
to rest and after a hasty nap a rose with Ihe
lark and liquidating our indebtedness to “mine
host” resumed our march up the river. Soon
after leaving the town we came in sight of a
number of (so called) Indian mounds, which
are to be found in great'numbers all over
these western prairies, and are the silent me
mentoes of the unwritten history of the pasj,
of a race that has once flourished but passed
away, and of whom the untutored savages of
the present day have not even a tradition. '
Four miles above Areola we come to the
town of Marine possessing like advantages
and as it is a somewhat older town has a lar
ger growth and many fine buildings, among
which may be mentioned a commothous and
well kept Hotel. We were here overtaken
by the Steamer “H. S. Allen” upward bound,
and concluded to take passage on her to Tay
lor’s Falls. Three miles above Marine oh
the Minesola side wo came (as we were ini
formed) to the town of Vassa, where we found
a few brush cut and a few bunches of shinl
gles lying on the levee. On inquiry wo were
told that the town proper was not in sighlt
from our position, and to this proposition ,we
readily assented. About 2 o’clock P. M. wp
arrived at the foot of the rapids and landed
on the Minesola side at the village known |by
the name of Taylor’s Palls, a smart little
place which has sprung up from the demands
of trade and is distinguished for its business
activity, fine buildings &c. j
Having nothing to detain us in this place
we crossed the St Croix to the Wisconsin
side o»er a fine brie ge erected at this point
and entered the village of St Croix Palls;—l
This village has a fine site, an unsurpassed
water power, and possesses natural advanta
ges which should and no doubt would have
made it the St Paul of the Northwest had it
not been for an unfortunate law suit concern
ing the tiile to the land. This suit familiarly
known as the “Cushing and Hungerfoijdt’
case, has been in the courts for a number of
years thus preventing the farther growth|of
the place, to the great injury of the parlies
in litigation and also to the interests of the
surrounding country. This suit was a few
weeks since finally settled and a good title
can now be given. The proprietors have
formed themselves into a joint slock company
and have appropriated o cash fund of siso,i
000 for the improvement of the water power,
and are engaged with n large force in other
wise improving the town—streets are being
opened—the town platted—a . very large Ho)
tel in course of erection, besides many other
improvements too numerous to mention!—l
This town is at present at the head of steam)
boat navigation, and will in future time ever
be a point of transshipment for up.tba river
freight; for n the Sc Croix: is
navigable for bans some 100 miles above the
Rapids, there wifi necessarily bo a portage
hefe, as it will bo impossible to make these
Rapids navigable for Seamboats; for ul'hoj’-
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the fall is not perpendicular yet the troubled
waters rush madly down a slope of 7 miles
lasbed and tom by a thousand rocky points
that raise their heads above the surface io
bold defiance to the navigator’s art. The
company are about to build a dam near the
foot of these Rapids of such height as shall
produce slack water navigation from that
point upwards, and as we were informed in
tend next summer to place a steamer on the
upper Sl Craix.lo' run .in connection with the
Steamer now running below the falls. This
wilt no doubt be a paying enterprise, and be
sides be of great service in developing this
upper counlry. The company are-alsoroak
iog a n't Aon to land office of this dis
trict (how located at Hudson) removed lo
the Palls, and should they succeed it will add
another item of interest to the place. That
this is to be a place of importance there is hut
little room to doubt; and that it is a good
point for investment at the present time, all
agree. Yours truly, C. Y. E,
It can’t hurt anybody. Why 1 know a
person yonder, he is oft high ’change, a speci
men of manly beauty, a portly six footer.—
He has the hearing of a prince, for he is one
of our merchant prineesf Bis face wears
the hue of health, and now at the age of fifty
odd be has the quick, elastic step of our
young men'of twenty-five, and none more
full of mirth and wit than he, and I know bo
never dines without brandy and water, and
never goes to bed without a terrapin or oyster
supper, with plenty of champagne, and more
than that, he.was never known to be drunk.
So here is a living example and disproof of
the temperance twaddle about the dangerous
nature of an occasional glass, and the des
tructive effect of a temperate use of good
liquors.
Now it so happened that this specimen of
safe brandy drinking was a relation of ours.
He died a year or two after that of chronic
diarhcea : a common end of those who are
never drunk and never out of liquor.
He left his six children, and he had ships
at sea, and credit at every counter, which ha
never had occasion to use.
For months befote he died—he was a year
in dying—be could eat or drink nothing with
out distress, and at his death the whole ali
mentary canal was a mass of disease; in
the midst of his millions he died of inanition.
This is not the half, reader. He had been
a steady drinker for twenty eight years. Ha
left a legacy to his children which we did
——» — — g^.T-sI-a. iaca-J. fla! art Up 009
daughter ior fifteen years; another, is in the
mad house; the third and fourth of unearthly
beauty,’there was a kind of grandeur in that
beauty, but they blighted, and faded into hea
ven in their sweetest teens ; another is totter
ing on the grave and one is left with all the
senses, and each of them as weak ns water.—
Halts Journal of Health.
Going to He.iven via New ObleaKs.—
The Philadelphia correspondent of the New
York Dispatch gives ihe following: A few
days since, a young man who had long beea
attached to a church, and was about to leave
for New Orleans, came to bid his pastor fare
well. “And so you are going to that degene
rate place. New Orleans, are you 1” said the
pastor. “Yes sir, hut I don’t expect to be
influenced by any extraneous pressure of any
kind,” responded the young man with con
siderable earnestness. “Well, I am glad to
see you so confident. 1 hope the Lord will
guide you. Gut do you know the temptations
which exist there ?" “Not particularly, sir.”
“Well 1 do. You’ll find wanton women in
the guise of Paris,' templing the very elect;
and rare wines and ardent drinks; and you’ll
And line company, and night brawling, and
gambling, dissipation and running after Ilia
lust of old man Adam.” “Still I hope to
combat these successfully.” “I hope you
will my deafChrislian brother,” was the re
ply. “1 hope you will, and let mo give ytou
this much for your consolation should you
fall from grace. The tempter is worse than
the sin ; and the greater the temptation,4ho '
more merit there is in resisting it. The man
who goes to Heaven by way of New Orleans
is sure to have twice as high a place in eter-'
nal glory as he who reaches Paradise through
the quiet portals of Connecticut or Pennsyl
vania.—La Salle Press.
How he Lost his Haib. — 4 A Norfolk pa
per tells the following story :
Url Osgood and Jonathan Aiken were on
opposite sides of politics last Fall in Grundy
County, and the fight between them—thev
were running for Congress—grew worm anil
desperate. One day when they met on the
stump, Uci, whose head was bald, and should
therefore have been cooler in the midst of his
indignation turned upon Jonathan and said:
,“1 think, Siri you have but one idea in
your head and that is a small one; if it
should swell, it would burst it.”
Whereat Jonathan grew red in the (ace,
and looking for a moment at the bare and
venerable bead of his opponent, asked if he
should say what ho thought of'him?
“Say on,” said Uri.
“Well 1 think you haven’t one into your
head, and never had; there’s been one scutch
ing around on the outside, trying to gel in,
till it has scratched all the hair off, but it's
never got in, and never will,'*
Uri was silent.
A young lady returning" late from the
opera, as it was raining, ordered the coach
man to drive close to the sidewalk, but was
still unable to step across the gutter, “I can
lift you pver it,’* said coachy. “Ob no,"
said the sweet miss, U J am too heavy.” “Lor,
misr.” replied John, “I’m used to-lifting bar
rels of sugar.”
A Glass of Brand;.