Terms of Piiblicsilioii* the TIOGA COUNTY AGITATOR is pnl. * i every Thureday Morning, and mailed to mb bribers at the very reasonable ,prise x>r P!« Dot ua^erannum, invariably inadu.net- It.su.tend “* nntifv every subscriber when the term for e l. ch he has paid shall have expired, by the stamp oil" on the margin of, the last paper. The paper willlhen be slopped until* further re tS.s be received. By this arrangement no man fSi?ulv S It is sent free ofjK.tyge to any Post-office within the county limits, and to those living within he limits, but whose most conyenrentposloffice may i_ in an adjoining County, Business Cards, not exceeding '5 lines, paper in eluded,H peryeaiv A MOTHERS GIFT—THE ElffLE. Remember, love, who gave thee this, When other daya shall come! When she who had your earliest kiss Sleeps in her narrow home; Remember, ’twas a mother gave The gill to one she’d die Ip save. / That mother sought a pledge of love | The noblest for her son ; And from the gills of God above She chose a goodly one— She chose for her beloved boy. The source of light, and love, and joy. And bade him keep the gifl, that when The parting hour should come. They might have hope to meet again, In an eternal home. She said her faith in that would bo Sweet incense to her memory. And should the scoffer in his pride Laugh that fond faith to scorn. And bid him cast the pledge aside That he from youth had borne. She bade him pause and ask his breast, If he, or she, hod loved him best. A parent’s blessing or her son. Goes with'this holy thing; The love that would retain the one Must to the other cling. Remember! ’lis no idle toy— A mother’s gift—Remember, boy. Perils of Sea Diving. IVe /iad a lerrible excitement cine day last week, says n correspondent writing a private letter home from one of the vessels of the American expedition in Sebastopol harbor. One of the divers, Harris, the English marine, »first rate fellow, and bpld as a lion, went dona exitming the outside of the ship on which they were at work. He had been for ward and was going aft, along the bottom, in sixty feet of water, when he suddenly sig nalled for more air, and though the pressure ».is instantly increased, two more signals for ■‘air," and to “come up,’’ followed in rapid succe--ion, and then ceased all reply to sig mils uiveji. Thinking the fault was in the air pump,’ the speed was increased until a pipe bursting near the engine showed hat the tnisc was foul. They ihen sh -uied to ihe* oilier doing parly, in a row bnat at a liitle distance, to come to the rescue. That diver was brmight up bv his lenders, anil ihey re. commenced rowing for the steamer. Mean while poor Harris made no more responses in ihe anxious signaling of his tenders, and they had itied m vain to haul him up—the “Ilie-1 1 no” was also foul. The pump was kept slowly in motion, but we knew that no air was reaching him. The row boat was coming as fast as possi ble, but I thought it would never arrive. At last ihey came alongside. The diver’s hel met was closed, strong hands worked rapidly end silently, and in an instant he was low ered out of sight—the hose of his suffocating companion in his hand ; there was an inter val of two or three minutes of fearful sus pense, in which no word was spoken by any [of the score of men who gathered there, save the whisper—“it must be too late.”— Suddenly, a second colum of rising air bub bles appeared. “The hose is cleared—he has air,” several voices spoke eagerly. Then followed the signal for rising, and up they came, poor Harris all stark and motionless. “Slop the pump, he is dead,” said one, un screwing the eye-glass through which he saw the ghastly countenance and frothy lips.— But the cold air striking his livid face, the eye lids half opened and closed again. “He Is alive!” ihey all cried joyfully, and remov. ing the helmet and dashing water on his head and breasl, he presently began to breathe perceptibly, nod af.er on hour’s diligent rub bing from ns many strong and willing hands as could get around him, he began to come lo consciousness. He suffered great pain for hours in the head and breast, but is now alto gether recovered, and diving as usual. On ihe whole, it was such an occurrence 85 1 hope may not hnppen here again ; that lan inmules, in which we had the conscious- ness I hat a tnah was dying for want of as sistance which we could bv no means give, 1 cannot think of without k shudder. The lose had got fast under a port-cover in such 1 "ay as to cut off the air suddenly and en lrci- The life-line was fast on some old raging down in the mud under ihe bottom 3 ' a ship, where he had crawled in his -ea ous search after holes or injuries. He n' eS n 10 co °lness nnd dexterity of e olher diver, who providentially followed e and cleared if before descending to t us giving him air two minutes sooner ,' en , e could otherwise received it j and it -time late enough. L' V |' n;i c * ress ' s gntia percha or rub r c oth, large and loose, in one piece, pants, waistcoat and sleeves, into which the jiV b rn m above by his lenders. ■ or h 5 heavy flannel drawers, &c., q* old| nary apparel. bead T ' n, ° 'his ample casing, ihe ’an ill' .with a cb'se-filltng woolen anil, P “ rf, a>t jJn fe nnd helmet of iron put a f B ,lUer ' 0 tallow globe, much larger ihrreloi n ' !l - ,n the head, and provided wnh ;vp *' U '’’■‘iows, grated apd glazed, called ,'i|' 'he front one is always open j s n l w re r isin f’ upper part of ihe dress ?lai!7| S l * ,e hreaslplate, being l,Hj„ '"een ns edge and a covering me.- alioe I?' wn ' < 'h is then firmly screwed to its IPO , • meana of a wrench, making thecnn »•„(, ' n ""'er-iight. Heavy cowhide broeans Ibiek l ' ea d ihree quarters of an inch tt(,i c A 6lron f ! rubber wrings for the wrist, •leaves i> ' eV j n,s a ' al «r from entering Ihe •ome 4veml r llB g ’ rdle ; of shol > wei B hin fl hie. Ts he V * P £lun<da i complete the at- sheath ‘V. ied . rOUDd ,he wais, > is starteri Dl^e ** aced ln hi* belt, the pump ready , ' !f e ’ glnBs screwed in, and he is fh'ed ii ru The dress being now " sir, the shapeless body and limbs THE AGITATOR. ScboteO to tfic ZZxttnfiion of t|>e of iFmijom tfce SprcaO of Reform, j WHILE THEBE SHALL BE A WRONG UNRIGHTED, AND UNTIL “MAN’S INHUMANITY TO HAS” SHALL CEASE, AGITATION MUST CONTINUE, vol. rv. .of the monster swelling to a size fitting that of his head, makes altogether a hideous fig ure, which you are not. sorry lo.see .vanish out of sight, wondering what son of recep tion the mermaids will give him if he falls in their way. The fish are not afraid of them—ihey sometimes bring up a pocket full. The hose which supplies the pir is of gut ta percha, of half-inch bore, and attached to the helmet just at the bump of self-esteem. — The escape-valve is below jt. The life-line, by which signals are transmitted, is passed through a loop on the right eye-glass,so that the slightest motions are fell. He usually descends pan of the way at least, on a rope ladder, but is sometimes lowered by the life line from the first. The pressure of air is gradually increased as he goes lower, more force being required, of course, to supply the air. If the pump is worked by hand, it re quires four men to lend it—two of them turn ing at once, and frequently changing. Two “tenders” stand by—one holding the hose, and the other the life-line; the latter literally holding the diver’s life in his hands, as anv inattention to the signals frequently might cause his death. Once on the bottom, or on the ship, our merman walks about as else where. Our divers for months past have averaged perhaps, four and a half hours under water, and hard at work, per diem. They have frequently, however, been down six, and even eight houis, in water from thirty to sixty feel deep Thev can descend one hundred and fifty feel, but do not like lo work deeper than one hundred feet—the increased pressure sen sibly affecting the head at n greater depth.— The large pay which divers receive, and the extra accommodations which they hawe on hoard here, made all ihe forecastle men anx i..us In enlist when a recruit was required ; but very many were obliged lo give it up on a single Inal, while others, (like Harris,) went regularly lo work from the first day.— They ail have s'ale,rooms to sleep in, and a place at the male’s table; and, for some of them, who have always been sailors before the mast, at ten or fifteen dollars per month, with forecastle fare, the change, with triple pay, makes quite a favorable turn of fortune. Be a Whole Woman. Young woman, you are entering upon the voyage of life which is ! a pail of destiny.- Before you, wide open, is the path of honor, right and upright womanhood. You aro lo become a wife—a mother—a counsellor—an adviser—a friend. Duties more delicate than others, because thep underlie all others, will be devolved upon you. You must do your part towards fashioning the character of a generation, and shaping the destinies of a Slate. To accomplish the task set for you, you mnst be a whole woman. Aim lo instil into every act of your life the noblest princi ples of your sex, and stamp in burning let lers upon your conduct the whole truths of womanhood. Turn aside from the gilt and gauze, and file meaningless butterfly display of the world’s Vanity Fair. Shut your eyes and stop your ears to the alluring forms and tongues of vice. Be a whole woman. Learn to sew, to wash, to cook, to bake, to read, to talk, lo act. Give us the true lady, who is not afraid to soil her hands by contact wilh honest dough, nor twirl her finely moulded arms in a pot of greasy water. Give us ihe vyoman who knows, bow lo keep a house in sVder, to make beds, to dust chairs. Lei her be able lo shed the graces of intelligent con versation around the pathway of her daily life, and lo impart the energy, the vigor, the honor, which shapes the impulse of her own life, to all with whom she comes in contact. Leave the feeble accomplishments of ihe un meaning fashion to her who is made up of silks and furbelows, big busiles and paper soled shoes, whose powers of admiration are excited only by carefully cultivated mustach ios-, and whose sympathy is kindled only by ihe last flashy, sensual'and foolish French not>hl. Let them continue to weaken and poison society, and become ihe moihers of worthless and wicked sons. But ihe true matrons of America are of another class. Old Barly Willard was a wheelright by trade, nnd though an excellent workman was remarkable for his habit of procrastinating. He would promise, and then break his en gagement over and over again, with as little scruple and as many “positive lasts” as a theatrical star. Having pledged his word to a very urgent customer for the third time, that he would have his cart done by a certain day, Barly again failed to keep his engage ment, and, on the arrival of the owner, the carl was still unfinished. “Well,” s.ttd the customer, “you have got ttiv can done by this lime of course.’* “Yes,” said Barly, “I had done the work, and supposed it was quite ready for you, when I discovered I had made a mistake—a very unaccountable mistake— that wit) pul me hack fora fortnight.” “Ah, indeed,” said the customer, “what’s the trouble V' “Why vou see I have made a mistake—l never made such a blunder before in ray life—l have committed the ridiculous mistake of making both wheels for the same side; they are both off wheels.” “Is it pos sible 1" said the customer, who was thor oughly mystified, and allowed Barry another fortnight to finish the carl. A drunkerd upon his desih-bed demanded a glass of water before receiving divine con solation, ‘-Upon one’s deaih.bfd,” he ob served, “it is but right to be reconciled with our mortal enemy I” Why are lawyers like a lazy man in bed in the morning 1 Ans. they lie first on one side, and then turn over and lie on (be ofher. WELLSBORO, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING. APRIL t O'Connell and the Irish Bank Crisis. A run was being made for gold by the peasantry of the surrounding counties; and clouds of clamorous frieze-coats might be seen pushing and fighting at the doors of oil the banks in L . The Bank, however (which has since proved itself to be as solvent as any establishment in Ireland,) enjoyed at that time the least confidence, and was, of course, the more set upon. I had a few of their one pound notes, though I be lieved they were vtry good, if people would only have faith in them, still, as I feared the panic itself might bring about the catastrophe it apprehended, and it was saut qui peat everywhere, 1 thought it would only be pru dent in me to save myself; so 1 mounted my nag, and trotted with my bundle of notes into L. On arriving al the bank door, the Babel o( mixed Irish and English was terrific. Men and women tugged and struggled together for precedence, and I couid hear the exclama tions, “There, you have torn the coat off my back making us much fuss about your dirty thirty-shilling note, as if it were a pack loud of ten-pounders you had.” “Arrah, ye'll be all served," cried out a droll fellow on the verge of the crowd.— “Here’s the Counsellor coming, and a bag of gold on his back.” All looked in the direction the lasi speaker poinied 10, and there, sure enough, I could se,e approaching the burly figure of O’Con nell, who was one *if ihe directors of the bank, and had just arrived from Dublin. He had not exactly a bag on his back but he carried a parcel in his hand. “Let me pass, my good friends,” said he, “and you shall be served.” And he pushed shoulder foremost through the crowd, who made way for him, and gave three cheers for the “Counsellor” as he passed. The Liberator, as he was called, mighi have been twenty minutes in the bank, when a hurrah was raised from those who stood nearest the bank door. “Didn’t I tell you,” cried a fellow, crushing his way out, and blowing with his breath to cool five hoi sov ereigns which he held with difficulty in his hand ; “Didn’t 1 tell you the Counsellor would settle it? There they are at it hard and fast as tallow chandlers on a melting day, making sovereigns like wioky, and they’re shovelling them out upon the counter as hoi praiies from a pot,” and he blew again upon the sovereigns and held them up to be touched. Seeing and feeling was believing. and there, sure enough, was the gold, warm, as if from the crucible. “Glory lo you, Dan!” shouted out the crowd, who now really believed that Ihe Counsellor was making sovereigns in 'he bark parlor lo meei Ihe run. “What’s ihe use of crushing ? you can’t break a bank, whenlthey’re melting out money like that." My icuriosiiy was at iis height, so, with one trem-mdous effort, I gained admission, and there, sure enough, were the clerks la ding out burning hot sovereigns from copper scoops to the people, who crowded to the counter, and who, snapping and blowing iheir fingers, were picking up the coins as you might, roasted chestnuts. They say the ruse was not a new one, and that O’Connell revived it, in the case of the Bank ; but it was not the less merri torinus and successful on that account. The clerks were really engaged in the back par lor healing the sovereigns on fire shovels over a large fire; and rushing qui with red faces and in a furious hurry, they threw ihem “hot, all hot,” to the cashiers, who counted Ihem out with iron curling tongs to the cus tomers, who believed that the work of coin ing was going on over innumerable crucibles in the back parlor. 1 The plan had a double advantage—it in spired confidence, and made the process of money-taking so slow on the part of the pub lic, who were perpetually burning their fin gers, that -the bank, with n very limited supply, was able to meet a demand which, under the circumstances, was necessarily slow. The clerks could serve the people as fast as the people could count the hot sov- ereigns, The ruse, which had almost instanlane ous effect in allaying alarm, O’Connell main tained was perfectly justifiable. From igno rance, a panic, which might have proved fa'al 10 the hank, arose and he thought he had a right lo allay it by plaving on this same popular ignorance. A bank that could serve sovereigns at will frnm an oven, could never, of course want gold, in the imagina tion of a simple people. A Rough Bedfellow. —There is a good story going the rounds of ihe pnpers, told of a man in Arkansas, who had been drinking liil a late hour al night, and then started.for home in a slate of sweet obliviousncss. Upon reaching his own premises, ho was too far gov to discover any door to the domi cile he was wont to inhabit, and therefore laid himself down in a shed which was a favorite rendezvous for the hogs. They happened to be out when the newcomer ar rived, but soon returned to their bed. The weather being rather cold, they, in the utmost kindness, and with the truest hospitality, gave their biped companion the middle of the bed, some lying on either side of him, and others acting Ihe part of quill. Their warmth pre vented him from being injured by expo sure. Towards morning he awoke. Find ing himself comfortable, in blissful ignorance of his whereabouts, he supposed himself en joying the accommodation of a tavern in company with other gentlemen. He reached out fais hand, and catching hold of Ihe stiff brussels of a hog, exclaimed : “Hallo my gnodTr-iend, you've got a ■ »■ of a. beard ! When did you shat? lest ?” Pons and Funning. •Do you mean to say that the pun-question is not clearly settled in your minds ? Let me lay down the law upon the subject. Life -and language are alike sacred. Homicide and herbicide— that is, violent treatment of word with fatal results to its legitimate mean ing, which is its life—are alike forbidden. Manslaughter, which is the meaning of the one, is the same as man’s laughter, which is the end of other. A pun is prima facie an insult to the person you are talking with. It implies utter indifference to or sublime con tempt for his temarks, no matter how serious. I speak of total depravity, and one says-all that is written on the subject is deep raving, 1 have committed my self-respect by talking with such a person. I should like to commit him, but cannot, because he is a nuisance. Or I speak of geological convulsions, and he asks me what was the cosine of Noah’s ark ; also whether the Deluge was not a great deal huger than any modern innundation. A pun does not commonly justify a blow in return. But if a blow were given for such cause, and death ensued, the jury would be judges both of the facts nnd of the pun, nnd mSghl, if ihe latter were of an aggravated character, return the verdict of justifiable homicide. Thus, in a case lately decided before Miller, J., Doe presented Roe a sub scription paper, and urged the claims of suf fering humanity. Roe replied by asking, When charily was like a lop? It was in evidence that Doe preserved a dignified si lence. Roe then said, “When it begins to hum.” Doe then—and not till then—struck Roe, nnd his bead happening to strike a bound volume of the Monthly Rag-Bag and Stolen Miscellany; intense mortification ensued, with a fatal result. The chief laid down his no tions of the law to his brother justices, who unanimously replied, “Jest so.” The chief rejoined, 'hat iio man should jest so without being punished for it, and charged for the prisoner, who was acquitted, nnd the pun ordered lo be burned bv ihe sheriff. The bound volume was forfeiied as a deodand, but not claimed. People who m ike puns are like wanton boys that put coppers on the railroad tracks. They amuse themselves and other children, but their little trick may upset a freight train of conversation for the sake of a battered wpicism. 1 wish to refer lo two eminent authorities. Now, be so good as lo listen. The great morplisl says, “To 'rifle with the vocabulary which is the vehicle of social inlercourse, is lo tamper with the currency of human in telligence, He who would violate ih« sanc tifies of his mother tongue, would invade the recesses of the paternal fill without remorse, and repeat the banquet of Saturn without an indigestion.” And, once more, listen to the historian : “The Puritans haled puns. The Bishops were notoriously addicted to them. The Lords Temporal carried them to the verge of license. Majesty itself must have its Royal quibble. ‘Ye be burly, my Lord of Bor leigh,’ said Queen Elizabeth, ‘but ye shall make less stir in our realm than our Lord of Leicester.’ The gravest wisdom and the highest breeding lent their sanction lo ihe -practice. Lord Bacon playfully declared himself a descendant of Og, ihe King of Bushan. Sir Philip Sidney, with his last breath, reproached the soldier, who brought him water, for wasting a casque full upon a dying man. A courtier, who saw Othello performed at the Globe Theatre, remarked that the blackamore was a brute, and not a man ‘Thou hast reason,’ replied a great Lord, ‘according lo Plato his saying; this be a two-legged animal wiih feathers.’[ The fatal habit became universal. The language was corrupted. The infection spread lo ihe national conscience. Polilical double-deal ings naturally grew out of verbal doublc meanings. The teeth of the new dragon were sown by ihe Cadmus who introduced the alphabet of equivocation. - What was levity in the lime of Tudors, grew to regicide and revolution in the age of Stuarts." VVho was that boarder who just whispered something about the Macaulay-flowers of literature t There was a dead silence. I said, calmly, I shall henceforth consider any interruption by a pun as a hint to change mv hoarding house. Do not plead my example. If I have used any suchj it has been only as n Spartan father would show up a drunken Helot. We have done with them.— Atlantic Monthly. Recently, in one of the San Francisco courts, a young ladv, his school teacher, was prosecuted by the mother for severely welling a young rascal’s back. The verdict of Ihe ■jury was in effect, “served him right.” We give a portion of the bov’s testimony, the wit of which atones for his rodeness : “I asked her to do a sum for me, and she re fused.” “What was the sum 1” asked the counsel for the 1 defendant. “To substract nine from twenty-eight.” “Could you not do it “I suppose I could, but the arith metic said I couldn't substract nine from eight without borrowing ten, and I didn’t know where to borrow it.” “I tell you what, Julius, I had a monstrous 'spine wid massa dis morning, down in de cotton patch.” ‘•You don't see so, C®sar; wat! 'spute wid massa ?” “Yes, I toll you for one hour, wa 'spute togedder down in de cotton patch.” “VVa, wa, wat you 'spute 'about J” “Why, you see, Julius, massa coma down da whar I wos a hoein.’ and massa he say squash grow best on sandy ground, an’ I eay so too; and dare we ’spute about it for mor’o one hour. 9, 1858. A Utile Bewitched; \ The popular idea seems to be tballthe long eared tribe have been deprived of the power of speech since the days of Balaam, but we had this morning ocular and auricular proof of the fallacy of this belief. As iWe were coming down Broad street, we noticed a linle this side of the Planter’s Hotel, ajcrowd col lec'ed around the wagon of a countryman, and we stepped up to leatn, if possible, the cau«e of the excitement. | i The wagon was drawn by a couple of mules—one of them a rather bad! looking specimen, who seemed to hail from| a region where corn and oats wete rarities--—the other decidedly better looking and giving unmis lakeable evidence, we thought, of Having been better fed. The wagon was loadtjd [with that delightful esculent so popular in thejSou'h— sweet potatoes. Prominent in me cirowd we noticed a Mule black-eyed, gray haired man, who was busily engaged when we came up in negotiating a trade for one of the mules— and strange to say for the poorest looking one. ‘ - •‘Now, my friend,” said the littlejrpan, ‘‘l want this mule—l have a first-rate match for him and want to make out the pair. How old is he ■ r ‘■Five years, last spring,” promitjy replied the countryman. j “Golly ! what a lie !” tyjed the mule, prick ing up his ears. Country started—the crowd looked fright ened—and one or two colored gehtfemen in continently fled, as if the devil were of the parly. i “Who—who was that V asked the dealer in potatoes at length, having somewhat recov ered his voice and senses. ' j S “Whv, me !” promptly responded the mule. “What are you lying about! You k!now you have had me over fifteen years.” i “There, my friend,” said the little man, “your mule contradicts you—and he ought to know his own age.” | j “I’ll be derned if I know what tolnllake of you or the mule,” exclaimed the countryman, “I know he’s only five years old, for 1 raised him myself. ; ! “There, you lie again,” said ihe mole. “Take that,’’ exclaimed ihe own er, forgetting his fear for ihe moment, and striking ihe poor animal over the paoutb. “Don’t do that again,” said thei mule, “or I’ll kick you.” i j The countryman’s eyes almost popped out of his head, and there Js no telling, what would have been the result, had| not some one arrived who recognized Ihe li'jtle man as Signor Blitz, the well known magician and venlriloquist—which explained ihe [mystery and relieved the countryman.— Des patch. | | An Astonished ofi our distinguished litterateurs, sinee:ihe break ing out of the revival, was invited lo spend the evening in a select company at the house of a common friend. At the,appointed hour our friend went, expecting to meetiajfew kin dred spirits and to enjoy the delights of lite rary and scientific conversation. |As he en tered the room he thought he detected an air of restraint and solemnity on the countenan ces of those who had assembled, tfieieffecl of which was not at all diminished] by one of the number breaking the oppressive silence with the remark: “1 see we have present with us a distinguished literary geptleman, and, I doubt nut all of us would jbe glad to join him in a petition lo Ihe Throne of Grace. -Let us pray.” At once every eye! was di rected toward Ihe unfortunate gentleman, who, although an eminently moral than, was rather unaccustomed lo vocal And while try ing to think of some courteous phrase in which lo decline 'he unexpHciedliiiviiaiinn, his embarrassment was heightened by seeing the whole company kneel, as if-u a set tled thing that he was lo lead in!prayer.— Seeing the condition of things, no other al ternative was left to him than to pray as best he could, it is enough to say ibid the com pany were edified, and that the vicyrfi is care ful, before accepting an invitation ioja partv. In ascertain whether he is expected to lead in prayer.— N. Y. Post. | j Sin, &c. —The Chicago poet truly says that sin doesn’t always come dirjeqtly from the devil A torpid slate of the fiver, or those cold dumplings at bed have pro voked the “old man” with his deeds, into masterly activity. Many a time, inihe wick ed is only to be billious, and to bejdtobolical, is just to be dyspeptic. Many a pa|ieni has sent for the wrong doctor, calling Corf a divine when he simply needed a prescriptiotj ; think ing he had failed in worship, whet) he had (ailed in washing; bewailing an, impure heart that he could not cleanse, and forgetting a pair of hands, looking like a couple |of toads, that he could. 1 I Lucid Vehoict. —The following! very In. cid verdict of a coroner's jury, wejfind in the last Untonville (S. C.) Journal: i \ “State of South Carolina, Union -District: Inquest held before me, J. Hamilton, Magis trate, and twelve jurors, and Dr. |Rj. S. Gil iman, over the body of a while infant child, found floating in Tiger river, just below John Thomas’ boat-landing, on the 23d day of March, 185 S ; after a careful examination on the 24th of March, the jurors rendered in the verdict that ihe child came toils death by be ing killed, nnd then thrown into theiriver.” David Brown courted a lady |upsuccess fully for many years, during which lime he overy day drank her health; but being ob served at last to omit the custom, la gentle man said; “Come, David, yourlojd toast.” “Excuse me. As 1 cannot make bar Broun i, rn feist h*f* i : Advertisements will be charged $1 per square of fourteen lines, for one, or three Insertions, and 2j5 neats for every subsequent insertion. All advertise ments of less than fonrteen lines considered as, a equate. The following rates will be charged Quarterly, Half-Yearly and Yearly advertising:—*, 3 months. 6 months. 12 mo’a Square, (M lines,) - $2 50 $4 50 $5-d0 SSquares,. - . . 400 600 800 J column, 1000 1500 20 00' column,-- . . . .18 00 30 00 40.00 All advertisements not having the number of In sertions marked upon fae kept in anlil or dered oat, and charged accordingly. Posters, Handbills, Bill,and Letter Headland kinds of Jobbing done in country establishment** executed neatly and promptly. Justices*, ConslaT bles’and other BLANKS,constantly on hand and printed to order. NO. X^XIX. Last evening as we were walking leisurely along, the music of choirs in three churches came floating out into the darkness around Us, and they were all new and strange tunes hut nne ; and that one, it was not sung as we have heard it, but it awakened a train of long buried memories, that rose to us even as they were before the cemetery of the soul had <t tomb in it. It was sweet old “Corinth” they were singing—strains that we have seldom heard since the rose coloroflife was blanched ; and we were in a moment back again to thb nld church ; and i’ was a summer afternoon, and yellow sunbeams were streaming through, the west windows, and the silver hair of the old deacon who sat in the pulpit, was turned to gold in its light, and the minister, who we used to think could never die, so good waa he, had concluded “application” and “exhor tation,” and the village choir were the last hvmn, and the tune was “Corinth.” It is years—we dare not think how many since then—and the “prayers of David tho son of Jesse,” are ended, and the choir are scatterred and gone—the girl with blue that sang alto, and the girl with black eyes that sang air; the eyes of the nne were like a clear June heaven at noon,. They both be came wives, and both mothers; and they both died. Who shall say they are not singing “Corinth” still, where Sabbaths never wane and congregations never break up? There they sat Sabbath after Sabbath, by the square column at the right of the “leader;” and to our young ears their tones were the very soul of music. That column bears still their pen ciled names as they wrote them in those days in life’s June, 183-, before dreams of change had overcome,their spirits like a sum mer’s cloud. Alas, ihal with ihe old singers most of the sweeter tunes have died upon the air I but they linger in memory, and they shall yet be sung in the sweet reunion of song that shall take place by and by in a hall whose columns are beams of morning light, whose ceiling is pearl, whose floors are gold, and where hair never turns silvery, and hearts never grow old. Then she that sang alto and she that sang air will be in their places once more. How Nigh Mb. Cole came being Is. sulted.— There lived in Smith county, Mis-, sissippi, a man by the name of Cole, who had employed an old, one-eyed, knock-kneed Irishman, by the name of Lockridge, as a school teacher. Lockridge was but a very limited scholar, and a loose disciplinarian, and «ithal had the weakness of his nation— admiration of woman generally. Cole, with "horn be boarded, had two daughters, and Lockridge could not allow so favorable an opportunity to puss unimproved, so he began to breathe soft and wiching words into the ears of the elder, and wished to marry her. Cole soon found out what was going on, and became exceedingly indignant. He told Lockridge he must leave his house, ns he had offered an insult to his family. Lockridge saw that remonstrance was vain,so he began to speak to Cole in the calmest manner, rather denying, as decidedlv ns he could the impu tation : “Mislher Cole, I have thought well of ye, and Misther Cole, as to yer biggest girl, she is, to be sure, a very large, Stout, and good looking «ench, but she isn't quite as nate a woman as meself would like to call Mis'hress Lockridge. As for the youn gest, Misther Cole, she is a slatternly, empty. headed, ill-mannered and lazy thing, ihal nohodv, tMisther Cole, could think well of. And, Misther Cole, ef it was not that I’ve always liked you as a gentleman, and would not hurl your feehns, I*d tell ynu how mightv mane yer wife was !’’ Lockridge left iho neighborhood ; but. Cole always thought he c-.irne very nigh insulting him the wav he talked. Why Mou.N-r.uxa auk Cold. —li is a cu. rinus sciemitic fan ihai ihe aloms of air, as we ascend, are at greater distances from each other. If th<- distance between any two .Toms is diminished, they give ou; heal, or render i' sensible ; whereas if the dis'anee heiween lliem be inercasi d, ihey store i away. The tipper sliaia are sensibly eolder than lhe lower, noi because ihe aloms have less heal, but because llteh-ai is diffused through a larger space when ihe atoms am funher apart. One pound of air at ihe level of the sea wiihin ihe irnpics, m.cv be said to contain no more heal than ihe same weight at the lop of ihe highest mountain, perpetually cov ered with snow. Is ii for this reason that the same wind which is warm in the valley, be comes colder ns it ascends the sides of the mountain, i'he diminishing pressure allows ihe air 10 expand and store away its heat. It is, therefore, not the' snow on the lop of the mountains which cools the air, but it is ihe rariiy of the air which keeps the snow ilself from melting. As a general law, the de crease of temperature amounts to one decree, Fahrenheit, for every three hundred feel in perpendicular height. Dinisg Hours.—On Davy Crocket’s re turn to constituents, after his first ses sion in Congress, a nation of them surround ed him one day and began to interrogate him about Washington, “What time do they dine at Washington, Colonel ?” asked one. “Why,” said he, “common people, such as you are here, get their dinners at one o’- clock, but the gentry and big ’uns dine at three. As for representatives, we dine at four, and the aristocracy and the Senate don’t get theirs till five.’’ “Well, when does the President fodder?” asked another. “Old Hickory,” exclaimed the Colonel, (attempting to appoint a lima in accord mca with the dignitv of the s’atton,) ‘ Old Hie’*- '■ uc!' pa J.-s-i’* •’! ft -1 gc . • ,>«y- v Rates of Advcrtisinjs. Tbe Old Village Church.
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