ferSrof Pnbiicatloii. ' T ljr TIOGA COUNTY AGITATOR is pub —— -■_ _ ■ , _ ' >i' f ' i 1 11 TT T7l i rS trr a 'm s\ ; 1 1 H U 1 A I. r|• f 11 A 1111 | U %Efe” I iS r*j /I It I I f\ : I ii I n « 1 T ‘~ cr will ‘hen be stopped, aatil a further re- Ji H_ B J B B B I H fl V / Q HJ A j Thep p wr received. By this arrangement no man i’ -*■ - Sa - - m — -*- WW j , ®T& i 0 debt 10 tl,e P rinter - ' " 1 —I S I : : ; ! cI “ViGiT* T ° R IB the Official Paper of the Coun ".V |J ,,e and steadily increasing circulation ■ tji, into nearly every neighborhood in the reacliiHo sent j rte 0 j postage t 0 ttny Post-office ■ the connty limits, and to those living within wi: , hnt whose most convenienlpostoffice may ihel Z%o\nmg County. _ ' Cards, not exceeding 5 lines, paper in. cloded, P cr y ear - AKiss and its Consequences ; OK SOW MB. rICKLEBY CiMK TO BE FJ.OGGVD. Our boarding house i* not a common boarding house, nor are our boarders com mon boarders. Ido not, by this wish to convey the idea that there is anything pecu jjjfly uncommon about us or our house— onlv that we reside in an aristocratic portion of ibe town, and consider ourselves on the whole, rather a select set. But, however select a company may be, ihe fact that they are select is not an-infalli ble proof that nothing disreputable, can occur among them. Tins has been especially proven in our jjje. We have just been deeply agitated, eicl[el )—shocked I Happily for the reputa tion of our place, the affair of which I speak bad a gratifying termination. In our boarding house resides an inveterate old bachelor name|d Wigley. Mr. VVigley is by no means such a person as some people invariably represent old bacheifirs to be, neither in appearance nor disposition. He is a portly, middle-aged, good natured, funlov iug, sociable fellow, and likes the society of ladies far belter than three-fourths of the married men. Mr. and Mrs. Pickleby are also of our company : the former, a com mission merchant, is a very quiet and a very respectable sort of man ; exceedingly fond of his wife, and withal, a little inclined to jealousy; the latter is a beautiful and affec tonate creature, who doles upon her husband, ind isn't jealous at all. One day last week, Miss Celestja Nobbs— another of our boarders, and a maiden lady of (Inrty-five (hereabouts—heard a noise in the hall below, and stepping out of her apart ment, she leaned over the banisters, to see ibit was the cause of it. She distended her alork-like neck -to its utmost limit, and lis tened with breathless interest. ‘■l am so glad you are come I” she heard a voice, which she at once recognized as •Mrs. Pickieby’s, exclaim ; and the next mo ment she saw that lady pass beneath her to meet a gentleman, of whom she could gel tut a partial view. Then a loud kiss was given and Mrs. Pickleby said, in a some what lower tone of voice : "Come wnh me—come to my room ; Mr. Pickieby is at his office, and I am alone.” Then, both started to ascend the stairs, and Miss Nobbs hastened to withdraw into her room, but not before she had caught a better pUmpse-of the man who was with Mrs. Pick leby, and discovered in him, as she thought, no other than Mr. VVigley. That gentleman hsd been absent in the country for a week, ■.no e!,o h,.d seen bun, on his return, not more than an hour previous, enter the house. Miss Celestia Nobbs ia one of those pure find immaculate beings, the chief desire of »'ho?e hearts it is (hat nothing sinful shall occur on earth, and who, feelings themselves to be spotless philanlhropically, as they seem to imagine, spend their lime in prying into the affairs of oilier people, and dictating to tlism the course they should pursue, “Ah I ha !” said the spinster, as she closed the door of her room, and walked on lip-loe '■o a seal—"it’s come to this, has it? I al s thought there was something more than everybody knew going on between the two.” She sat for half an hour in deep meditation I 1 ” 0 " the matter, and then she arose and I tr.oicd toward the door. ‘‘lf ihe wicked, shameless creature thinks,” Nobbs to herself—“lf she has Ihe hjn'tsi idea that such actions will be suffer “'t'his house, she will find herself misla ‘p ' n ' 1 can assure her.” heard foolsleps, without and as she min the hall, she saw Mr. Wigley lending the stairs, and heard him leave ■ss house. ' her, have you ?” she uttered under CE 'fcrcaih, “Well, well, I never expected to ' such goings on—never! But you’re c und out—you’ll known—both of you! ” She hasteneß to the room of Miss Dobbs, ■ j” lhe ®'’ ,r above. Miss Dobbs is a confi of Mi S5 Nobbs, n p ew y ears older than ' a e g rees thinner in person. • '-'s Aobbs was gratified to find Mrs. Briggs ,Vi, h her friend on (his occasion, ij!’ r 'b?S },]may as well state, is a widow of some twelve years standing,_who had “‘g Endeavored—it is generally believed by ta'i!' 'he house—to captivate and en- W',,' 1 ln mes hes of matrimony, Mr. P smiled mysterously, as she j; camfullv closing the door, she lJ" “ erse ir beside her friends. «r st . a f l 10 find you together/! she said, lj. i ave a thing of ihe greatest impor "mti 0 known.” . - 6!-,. - le " exc isimed Miss Dobbs with an T^‘ ,r —'what is it ?" Oji •, C! ' :l * lln = you’ll be surprised to know. "Mh * * be -° sl won£ l er lul thing in ihe teie. °' v ,^ ece P , T'e some people can be ! I ~e ' l o *ll my life—” K ' * Wi,"' 131 ' 3 '* cr ' e( i both the ladies in li’p s.ii OPs l m “, t , st >ameful going on you ever kdviro ’ 111 ® e sworn !” replied Ihe exci c’Jfio=if U1 ’ r” 60 ’ m P ress > ve a manner that the tie m, * ler listeners became unendura- v or( j , en Posing a moment, to let her *°lemn| a r e^' ecl- Miss Nobbs looked N; f °m one to the other, and conlin to’j p ou believe it ladies, when I tell Itbv in it. ?! w ' ,b my own eyes, Mrs. Pick •‘Yo / , be,ow with ‘‘Shopfe- 1 1 ■” uUe red Miss Dobbs. “Trno ln ®' exc lttimed Mrs. Briggs, beard iherT Wor . d 5 but that isn ’ 1 a!l: 1 ■ Jv i'ed him P'', e a b ' ss ’ Mrs. Pickleby 11(J nun to her room!” CloUs beaven I” ejuculated the listen- ZlefcoUQr ta tfte SjctciisCon at the at iFmfcam an 9 t|)t Spread at 3®ealtf»fi Reform. WHILE THEBE SHALL BE A WRONG UNSIGHTED, AND UNTIL “MAN’* INHUMANITY TO MAN” SHALL CEASE, AGITATION MUST CONTINUE. YOL. Y. ers simultaneously, elevating their hands in honor and surprise. “Yes ; she told him she was all alone that Mr. Pickleby was not at home—and so, they went off together. Oh ! it’s almost in credible, such shameful conduct !’> “The immodest unblushing thing |” ex claimed the widow, indignantly. “Such wickedness I”, echoed Miss Dobbs. “But who is it she was with ?” “Mr. VVigley.” “Is it possible I” Mrs. Briggs was stricken dumb by the announcement of the name, and for a few moments, gave some tokens of an intention to swoon ; but thinking belter of it, she re frained. “This is a terrible thing!” said. Miss Nobbs earnestly, after enjoying fully the sen sation she had created. “Terrible indeed I” uttered Miss Dobbs. “And not to be borne I” exclaimed the in dignant widow, her face assuming a very erudescent tint as she spoke. “It must not be borne I” said the spin ster; “the reputation of this house will not allow such things to pass unnoticed. “And our own reputations I” chimed the other maiden. “Think what we should be made to suff er,” cried the widow, “if it should become known that we live in the midst of such ini quitous scenes I” “Our characters are not to be trifled with thus I” exclaimed Miss Nobbs, with a deter mined air, “and this thing must not be suf fered to stoo here!” “Poor Mr. Pickleby I” sighed Miss Dobbs, “1 pity him from my heart!” “And so do I,” said the widow ; for I dare say he has not the least suspicion of bis wife’s perfidy.” “He must know it” uttered Miss Nobbs speaking in a low and deliberate lone of voice. “You are right—he must know it; but how ?” inquired Miss Dobbs. “We must tell him I” “Will it be proper ?” “It will be doing our duty.” “Yes I” said Mrs. Briggs, “it will be but the performance of a Christian duly. We must tell him I” “And I, for one, am ready to go and per form that duty,” remarked Miss Nobbs, with a meek and resigned look as if she had ta ken it upon herself to suSer at the slake. “And I,” said the widow. “Oh, I will accompany you ; I am sure I only waul to do what is right,” said Miss Dobbs submissively. “Then let us go at once.” “Yes; the sooner he has his mind disa bused in respect to his wife, the better.” Forth accordingly, the immaculate trio sallied as soon as they could make the neces sary preparations, and bent their course to ward the store of Mr. Pickleby, in the lower part of the city. The merchant was busily engaged - in the transaction of some business, when he saw the three ladies approach him. He suspen ded operations, and inquired what happy cir cumstance had brought them thither. “It is a sad errand on which we are come,” said Miss Nobbs, shaking her head with a melancholy air. “A dreadful errand !” affirmed Miss Dobbs, dubiously. “A more dreadful errand you could not imagine!” added Mrs. Briggs, making a strong effort to shudder. “For mercy’s sake ladies!” cried the alarmed man, turning pale, “what is it?” “In the first place Mr. Pickleby,” said the first spinster, “we wish to assure you that you have our warmest sympathies—that we feel for you.” “From the very bottom of our hearts,” adclerklhe elder maiden. “And nolffing hut a deep sense of duty,” remarked thevS’iclow, “has induced us to lake Ihe step we have, in order to reveal to you such distressful news.” “What is it?—what is it ?” exclaimed Ihe merchant, frantically. “Don’t keep me in suspense; what has happened ?” “Your wife I” uttered Miss Nobbs, in a significant lone. “Yes, Mr. Pickleby, your wife !” repealed the other two in a breath. Mr. Pickleby staggered backwards, while a look of dreadful terror overspread bis fea tures. “My wife!” he gasped, “what of my wife? Is she sick ?—is she dead ?” Miss Nobbs closed he eyes, and shook her head slowly. “Then why do you alarm me so ? what would you have me to understand ?” “Is there not something that, to your noble mind, is worse than death ?” “Eh!—what—what do you mean?” “Dishonor I” “But Mrs. Pickleby—she—she—” Mr. Pickleby, your wife is deceiving you !” “Cruelly, shamefully deceiving you!’’ ejaculated Miss Dobbs. “Undoubtedly, and in a manner not to be borne !” said the widow. Mr. Pickleby looked from one to the other in speechless agony. “Briefly said Miss Nobbs, “while you are absent, your wife is receiving the attention of other men.” “We have noticed with grief,” continued Miss Nobbs, “that one of our sex should so far forget her modesty as as to do as she has done.” “And for that reason,” added Mrs. Briggs, “as I have already said, we determined to accquaint you with the fact.” “How do you know this ?’’ cried the mer chant, in a voice of rage. “Are you certain of what you say ?’’ WELLSBORO, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING. JANUARY 6, 1859. “Quite,” answered Miss Nobbs; “1 saw your wife this morning with Mr. Wigley, in ihe hall; heard them kiss ; and together they went to your room.” “Wigley I Do vou mean to say Wigley is the man 1” “VVigley I” repeated Miss Nobbs emphati cally. “The odious villain !” cried Pickleby, seiz ing his hat as he spoke. “He shall repent it—he shall repent it—bitterly.” He rushed from the store as he spoke, leaving his informants in the most uncere monious manner. They quietly proceeded homeward, congratulating |each other that they had evidently the means of putting down a giant of iniquity. Mr. Wigley has an office in Broadway. Mr. Pickleby. soon after bis interview with the ladies, stood in the presence of Mr. Wig ley, who smiled, and offered his hand to the other. Mr. Pickleby, with every expression of scorn and hate, declined to touch it. “Permit me to inform you,” said the mer chant, almost, choking with rage, “that I know all!” Mr. VVigley looked at the speaker with as tonishment. “Yes, sir,” conlinued the excited Pickleby, “I know all ; and I’m not such a paltry cow ard as to suffer it to pass with impunity I” Whereupon, before the other could utter a word, ho gaveiMr. Wigley such a blow oo ibe head as 10 stagger him not a little, and before he could recover from surprise, it was followed up by another blow on the other side of his head, which made his ears ring in a most wonderful manner, j This was nther too much for the good na ture of Mr. Wigley,-and so he nerved him self to the task, and commenced a retaliation. Being nearly double the weight of his antag onist, he soon had it all his own way ; and to be brief, in less than Jlen minutes, Mr. Pickleby cried loudly for quarter, admitting himself to be as well-whipped a man as he had ever beheld. “And now,” said Wigley, after helping his adversary to his feet—“now that our affair is settled, please tell me what I have flogged you for.” “For intriguing with my wife, as you well know,” replied the defeated, but still indig nant man. “It’s a lie!” said Wigley, “It’s the truth,” responded Pickleby, “and I can prove it.’*- “You can’t do it. Come we will go and see Mrs. Pickleby herself; and show me a witness if you can.” “Very well; it’s just what I desire.” Mr. Pickleby washed the blood from his face, arranged his disordered garments as well as he could, and accompanied Mr. Wig ley home. Miss Nnbbs, Miss Dobbs and Miss Briggs were called, and an explanation demanded by the accused Wigley. Miss Nobbs persisting in the truth of what she uttered, the whole party, at the request of the injured husband, proceeded to his wife’s apartment. Mrs. Pickleby, to the surprise of all, was not alone; a man was with her. As soon as Mr. Pickleby saw him he smiled, and ad vanced and shook him by the hand. “My brother!” said he, turning to those who had followed him. Miss Nobhs* face became crimson. “I fear,” she stammered, that I have unin tentionally made a mistake. This must be the gentleman I saw ; and he is so like Mr. Wigley, that I was led to believe he was no other. I beg pardon !” As the trio of ladies look their departure, Mr. Pickleby was heard to utter divers male dictions upon the heads of nil meddling, busy (ongued scandal-mongers; but he soon re covered his temper, explained the whole af fair to his wife, joined heartily in the laugh that was raised at his expense, and ended by inviting Wigley to join their party that even ing in a game of whist. | Hallo, boy, did you see a rabbit cross the road there just now ?” “A rabbit ?” “Yea! be quick ! a rabbit?” “Was it a kinder gray varmint?” “Yes! yes I “A longish cretur, with a short tail?” “Yes, be quick, or he’ll gain his burrow. “Had it long legs behind, and big ears?” “Yes! yes!” “And sorter jumps when it runs?” “Yes, I tell you ; jumps when it runs.” “Well, I hain’t seen such a creature about here. A Friend of ours was traveling, while af flicted with a very bad cough. He annoy ed his fellow travelers greatly, till one of them remarked, in a lone of displeasure:— “Sir, that is a very bad cough of yours?” “True, sir,” replied our friend, “but you’ll excuse me— it’s the best I’ve got.” “Johnny,” said a mother to' a son, nine years of age, “go and wash your face ; I am ashamed to see you come to dinner with so dirty a mouth.” “I did wash it, mamma,” and feeling bis upper lip be added gravely, “I think it must be a mustache coming!” “Is Mr. Brown a man of means ?” asked a gentleman of old Mrs. Fizzleton referring to one of her neighbors. “Well I reckon he ought to be,” drawled out the old beldame, for he is just the meanest man in town.” A man. passes for a sage if he seeks for wisdom; if he thinks he has found it he is a fool. Moving for a new trial.—Courting a sec ond wife. CARRIER’S ADDRESS, To the Patrons of the Tioga Agitator. bt OLD HOHX. — Tbe Devil's Dream. Tick, tick, tick, the pendulum swings. Chime, chime, chime, the alarum rings. And the hours of life are tolled, save one, Ere the Old Yearns feeble course is run; Another hour, and the year will be A drop in ihe waves of eternity. O’er the earth is spread a snowy abroad, And the winds like mourners cry aloud, And the stars come out and tread again |n the Old Year’s solemn funeral train.. Ail, all is hushed; no pitying eye Or midnight watcher etaadeth nigh, 'With falling tears and deep drawn breath I To gaze upon the Old Year’s death, Save one lone soul, who muted and thought , *Pon the change the dying one had wrought, And he—lone watcher of Time’s revel— The Agitator's printer devil. , He marks the change by nature drawn In season’s o’er the earth’s fair face— Gay spring, bright summer, autumn, all Have passed away and left their trace, ; In bursting buds, and golden sheaves, In scarlet tints, and failing leaves, : ’Till lost old winter’s chilly bands Clasp field and flood with icy bands. He tecs a change on every hand, I In everything he sees Time’s traces, From gray hairs on old bach’s heads To wrinkles in the maiden's faces, In men and things, and things in men That sadly need change back again ; And some poor souls lie minds whose luck it ’ts been to‘kick the bucket,’ ' And others, like himself, who’ve got it In every place oxcept_lhe pocket. What other thoughts his mind inspired Or further actions were intended, Arc lost to us, for being tired 1 He like the banks at once suspended, And lying-down beneath the ‘cases,* He ‘locked his form* in slumber's‘chases.* He sleeps; and in the silent land Of dreams, he sees a mighty band Walk up and take the County paper, And laying down the money, all Cry out, ‘Long live the Agitator P 0 And sees its words of trnth-and light Illume the darkness like a rocket; And belter still—foi hard and bright, Lie dollars in the printer's poeket. 1 And on the ‘jour’s* sad, solemn face, And ‘senior devil's* mournfulphiz, ; Where sorrow's solid lines are set And squabbled hope’s impression is, ! Sweet Joy and Peace at last have met | And interlined with happiness. ; And e’en the editor—poor soul— j Whose brow is melancholy’s throne, i Whose lime, and talent, labor, all ! Is Liberty and Freedom’s own, , Whose ready pen proclaims his trust In Free Men and Free Soil alone— : Smiles grimly—'s if the Union *d bast ! And the darkies northward flown. ' And dreaming still, he sees appear The town that others far surpasses— Wellsboro*—noted far and near For noble men and bonnic lasses;— And lo ! the popple, steady grown, Hurrah, ‘Long live cold water !* And boys their evenings spend at home Or with a neighbor’s pretty daughter. And merchants even stop to tell The rale per cent they bought on ; And stranger still, forget to wool Their customers with cotton. And doctor’s even take their pills, And wondrous ! past believing!— , Strahger far than paid-up bills! I There’s hopes of their still living. 1 And what still greater wonders teach. And belter, wished.for changes shows is, : That pastors practice what they preach, 1 And lawyers read the laws of Moses. And wider yet his fancy flies, i And brighter still the visions grow ; | Sees Stars and Stripes defiant fly j O*or Yankee boys in Mexico; I And Cuba, at fierce war’s alarms, I Rush into Uncle Samuel’s arms; I Lopez and Brigham on their knees Before our expeditions, , And Nicaragua glad receive ' American conditions; ! And midst a voice that rends the sky, From all our mighty nation,— A patriotic people’s cry,— ‘God fielp(l) the Administration V He feels a touch—and quick and rough, A voice cries out, ‘Hallo here ! ; Come ‘Rank,’ you’ve slept most long enough— j I wish you Happy New Year !’ i He wakes; and quickly fades away i Ills fairy, bright ideal; j And comes again with breaking light, I Tiic earnest, bard, and real:— j Unstruok as yet the freemen’s blow ; Unbroke the bondman’s letter ; And fails to find, though pastor’s preach, ! That men grow any better, — But still with instincts—earthly born, I Hurrah for water—‘in a horn I Unspread the patent magic bed j That patients never die on,— . (The same mysterious couch, ’tis said, That lawyers never lie on;) i Unchanged upon the printer’s brow Both care and sorrow dwell; 1 . And merchants, yet, as ever, now, Their wares and patrons sell; i And eagle’s screams, and destiny,— Mistaken, was he 7 Some t Alas! that ‘progress’, late should be But Democratic hum! Bnt.qulcMy then the dreamer rose, And uniting, said to me,— Who known, Old Hoax, bat that it shows A type of things to ha 7 This world is yet a pleasant home, Still bright ’a the face of Nature, And wisdom’s ways are not unknown To men who take the paper. Then why repininga for the past? Why mourn at crncl fate 7 The days may brighter be at lost; Wo’re buried Fitty-Eioht; And from its bier, while standing here -In the vestibule of Time, — Let joy appear, in cheer on cheer, For Eighteen Fifty Nine ! May all its coming, sunny days Our happiness increase; And at its close may singers praise Its plenty, and its peace! And reaching for the pencil/then, He wrote, Dear air, or Madam; I wish you bore, Hai?y New Yeas ! Tiie papers—yon have bad ’em ; ' And ioad)y hope you're mindful yet Of customary fees; The Carrie* now expects to get— A QUARTER,—if you please! (£omm u «icatCons, c '' A^iutw. In the Morning. r j BY MELANIS “I’ll be belter in the morning,” said a sick and suffering woman. It was evening then ; she was faint and weary, but to the friends who anxiously watched over her, the cons* taut, gentle response was, “O, I'll be better in the morning.” “It will all be right in the morring,” said a little boy as he laid his head on the pillow to rest. Ills heart was heavy with child hood’s sorrows. He had ever been disap pointed of a promised pleasures, bis play mates had been unkind, he had grown impa tient and then angry, and Anally come home feeling that “everything was wrong,” and sobbing as if his heart would break. But when ibis mother had showed him: the right, and he had knelt at her side to ask the Good Father’s blessing, he smiled before he slept and softly said, “It will all be ri f ght in the morning.” And when he slept ;he smiled again, and we thought the angels were watch ing him and making it all right, j j Blessed hope, that when the morning comes sorrow and sighing shall flee away, and that the day will finally dawn in which they shall return no more. “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comeih in the morning,” and when the day breaks that shall know no night, the joy shall be unending. j. A Boy’s Trials, j It is hardly the fair thing that the trials of mowing machines, fire engines, ooqan steam ers, patent medicines and horses Should; oc cupy the mind, to the exclusion of those trials which all hoys have le suffer, in a Igreater or less degree, before arrival at the age of twenty-one. We propose to consider some of them. We suppose that the first severe trial a boy has to undergo is to submit; bis will to the old man whom he isj taught to consider his father. To be restrained in doors at night, to be forbid going in swim ming five times in a day, or to be hindered from pinching the children, just for fun, is an interference with natural, inalienable rights, every way injurious to the feelings. And then, when upon some overwhelming temptation, the boy asserts his independence of parental control, and receives'a .“laming,” with a switch from a quince btish, either upon his back or his bare hand, tLbecoriies really a very serious thing. We npver could see that the smart of an operation'like ibis was at all assuaged by the affecliopate assu rance that it was bestowed out of ipure love. The next trial of (ho boy is in; the con sciousness of the low estimate which his pa rents place upon his judgment. ] He feels himself entirely able to lake care of himself entirely able to take care of himself, if Ke could only have his own way. | But bis plans are laughed at, and |ie grinds his teeth wi'h impatience and anger. We Remember a little cabal of boys, who used to assemble behind a barn, to talk over grerit plans of enterprise, it was finally agreejd' that, all should run away, and, somewhere in jhe golden empire of the West, lay the founds lions of a fortune which would enable us to return to our homes as rich as nabobs. Into their plans entered the enriching of their parents with untold gold. They jhad not a doubt of success. % It was a grand scheme, above the wisdom o( plodding fathers; and it seemed to be the only that could possibly emancipate them from the yoke qf parental bondage. Two of these boys finally agreed to act as pioneers. They procured a box of essence to peddle by the way, and, in the deep and dark night, started out in search of freedom and fortune. They were to write to the others when the proper time should come. There was a great rumpus .jn the neighborhood when the flight was discovered, but they were followed and enught. It was said they were glad to get back because their feet were sore. One of them is now a black smith, with seven children, and the other a wire-worker, in comfortable circumstance*. What they would have been, if pajrental tyr anny had not reclaimed them, it isj of course, impossible to say; but if theyj had been anything less than members of Congress, it would have been a pity. The cabal met, expressed their indignation, and jvoled jhat they would have fought the captors to ,the bitter end, before any of them would have been taken. Oh! if parents could but ap preciate the wisdom of their boys, what a world this would be ! | The next great trial of- the bby is to be obliged, by a cruel master, to sit withithe girls at school. This usually comes before the development of those undefinable sympa thies and affinities which, in after life, would tend to make the punishment more endurable. Rates of Adrertisins. ] Advertisements will be charged 81 per square of fourteen lines, for three insertions, and 25 cents for every subsequent insertion, AH advertise, of less than fourteen lines considered as a squaie.. The following rales will be charged tor (Quarterly, Hal£Yearly and Yearly advertising;— ' 3 months. 6 months. 12 mo’s ! Sqoare, (mines,) > $S 50 S 4 50 86 00 SSqaares,- - - 400 600 800 i column, - - - . 10 00 15 00 SO 00 j column, -- - - -18 00 30 00 4000 All advertisements not having the nomber of in sertions marked upon them, will be kept in antU or dered out, and charged accordingly, j Posters, Handbills, Bill,and Letter Headland all kjinds done in country establishments, executes neatly and promptly. Justices’, Consta bles’and other BLANKS, constantly on hand and printed to order. no. m. To be pointed at as a “gal-boy,” to be smiled at grimly by the master, who is so far tjelighted with his own ineffable pleasantry as to give the little boys the license to laugh aloud, and to be placed by the side of a girl viho has no handkerchief, and no knowledge of the use of that article, is, we submit, a trial of no mean magnitude.- Yet we have lieen there, and been made to “sit up close,” with the b'g Rachel laughing and blushing till-we came to hatcher name. We wonder where the overgrown, frowsy headed crea ture is now, and what the condition of her Head is! , J The next trial in order is the assumption of the long-tailed coat. We do not believe that any boy ever put on his long-tailed coat without a sense of shame. He first twists bis back half off looking at it in the glass, then when he sieps out of doors, it seems lb him as if all creation was on a broad grin. The sun laughs in the sky ; the cows turn fb look at him ; there are faces at, every win dow; every shadow mocks him. When ho ijvalks by the collage where Jane lives, ho dares not look up, for his life. The very boards, creep with consciousness of the strange spectacle, and the old pair of panta loons that stops a light in the garret window, nod with derision. If he is obliged to pass a group of men and boys, the trial assumes its most terrific stage. His legs get all mixed bp with embarrassment, and as the flap of the dangling appendage is felt upon them, moved by the wind of his own agitation, he not feel worse were it a dish-cloth, worn as a badge of disgrace. It is a happy time for him when he gets to church, and sits down with bis'eoat tail under him ; but be is still apprehensive with thinking of the Sunday school, and wonders if any of the children will ask him to “swing his long tailed blue.” * I 1 After the boy has become wonted to his long-tailed coat, his extreme youth becomes a trial to him. Various', resorts are adopted to hasten the development of manhood. Ho watches for the dawning of a beard upon his upper lip, and when at last the shadowy promise comes—floats into his vision on its downy wings—he borrows the first razor and goes at it. His mother, or his sisters, catch him at it, too, and suggest a dab of cream and a cat as belter adapted to his case than lather and a razor. Perhaps he under takes to chew tobacco, and gels terribly sick, or, possibly he undertakes, with many qualms of conscience, a little profanity, on private account. Soiinelimes, i p >