Publication. ir«dav Morning, and mailed to subscribers (*? price of . f :: \/ 0 _ vE DOLLAR PER ANNUM,,®? • advance. It is intended to notify every / ,rjr, ? ,,? ivben the term for which he has paid shall t^e s ta m p—“Time Out,” on the mar vjt« P ,r w paper. The paper will then be stopped f :C frther remittance bo received. By this ar- no man can 1)0 brou S ht debt to the & :' :ter . TATOE is the Official Paper of the County, i cc and steadily increasing circulation reach r* a lsr ?g r y neighborhood in the County. It is sent mt'inc to any Post Office within the county v \ 0 ge most convenient post office may be County. Cards, not exceeding 5 lines, paper mclu rer . TC tr> '"business directory.^ •Jis lOffnEY& S. F. WILSON, ' VtoRNEVS 4 COUNSELLORS AT LAW' will 4 1 „»nil the Court of Tioga, Pottor and McKean A..,f pydlsboro f , Feb. 1,1853.] s. B. BROOKS, rmnXEYAND COUNSELLOR AT LAW ELKLASD, TIOGA CO. PA. , noltitu'l' of Counselors them is safety.”— Bible. a iss*. U• , I j)B, W. W. WEBB. PICE over Cone’s Law Office, first door below (l Fsjt’s Nights he will bo found at his ■ v nee fi rs t door above the bridge on Main Street, Samuel Dickinson’s. >. DABTT, DEHTIST, ..~~v / \Kr iCK at his residence near the Academy.' All work pertaining to hi; ue business done promptly and ,, [April 22, 1553-] J)U KISSOS 110 U SE COUN I X G , N. Y. 1 c, : Proprietor. la feon to and from the Depot free of charge. A HOUS E r WELLSBOKO’, PA. L. D. TAYLOR, PROPRIETOR. ’-- iJ' : rs,, if "t" tin* patronage of the travelling public. js.i' ly. JS V "T?ierican hotel. CORNING, N.Y., 5 FREEMAN, - - - - Proprietor. - I. 25ct5. L'lfiffings. 25 cts. Board, 75 cts. per day. Coming. March 01. 1859. (ly.) j. C. WHITTAKER, Ifydrojtuthic Physician and Surgeon. ELKLAND. TIOGA CO., PENNA. lh.;i r patients in all parts of the County, or re te'Joem fur treatment at bis House. -{June 14,] H. O. CO EE, SAHIIEIi AXD HAIR-DRESSER fIHOP in the rear of the Post Office. Everything in S hi: line will be done as well and promptly as it in tho city saloons. Preparations for re* . dandruff, and beautifying the hair, for sale ijsp 5 Hair and whiskers dyed any color. Call and i Wellsboro. Sept. 22, 1659. GAINES HOTEL. EC. VERMILYEA, PROPRIETOR . Gaines, Tioga Comity, Pa. rHIS well known hotel is located within easy access cf the best fishing and hunting grounds in North’rn >o pains will be spared for the accommodation t.leisure seekers and the traveling public. WH. IS.VJ. THE CORNING JOURNAL. fcrge W. Pratt, Editor and Proprietor. • ciilhiho'i at Corning, Steuben Co., N. Y., at One .V'ar and Fifty Cents per year, in advance. The •sail: Republican in politics, and hasacircula reaching into every part of Steuben County.— ■•desirous of extending their business into that ■Mi adjoining counties will find it an excellent fd medium. Address as above. DRESS MARI NO. M. A. JOHNSON, respectfully announces to ,'i the citizens of Wellsboro and vicinity, that she siiken rooms over Niles & Elliott's Store, where ■ • prepared to execute all orders in the line of T ; > MAKING, Ilavinc.had experience in the she leels confident that she can give satisfac all who may favor her with their patronage. JOB3f B. SUAfiESPEAR, J TAILOR. fjAVINTt opened bis shop in the room over tl Roberts Tin Shop, respectfully informs the d uf Wellsboro’ and vicinity,that he is prepared :*mtc orders in his lino of business with prompt « Kind despatch I Cutting done on short notice. ; j Vli.-lwo, Oct. 21, IS5S.—6m [ i WATCHES MVATCHES!' THE Subscriber has got a fine aasortment of heavy I EXOLISH SEVER HUNTER-CASE Gold and Silver Watches, tsb be will sell cheaper than “ dirt” on ‘ Time,* i. c. il sell ‘Time Pieces’on a short (approved) credit, il kind* of REPAIRING done promptly. If a -it work is not done to the satisfaction of the party >-~rc: u, no charge will be made. !R-tlators appreciated and a contiuance of patron jt*kindly solicited. AXLIE FOLEY. June 24, IS4S. f HOME INDUSTRY. |pHE SUBSCRIBER -baring established a MAR -4 BLE MANUFACTORY at the village of Tioga, Be i< prepared to furnish | Monuments, Tomb-Stones, fee., ; MARBLE •• respectfully solicit the patronage of this and ad- COUDtICS. haung a good stock on hand ho is now ready to cx- P-*ll orders with neatness, accuracy and dispatch, l-’fork delivered if desired, j. - JOHN BLAMPIED. Tioga To.. Pa., Sept. 28. 1859. W m. TERBEEE, CORNING, N. Y. Wholesale and Retail Dealer, in ,4/ui Medicines, Lead, Zinc, and Colored Varnish., Brushes Camphencand Burning byr Stujf, Sash and Glass, Pure Liquors for ” ,,v » Po/onf Medicines, Artists Paints and Brushes, /-;iKy Articles, Flavoring Extracts, t£rc.. ALSO, “■* l g en eral assortment of School Books — Blank Books, Staple and Fancy . ‘ Stationary. Druggists and Country Merchants dealing ' tua aWe articles can be supplied at a small New York prices. [Sept. 22, 1857.] SEW STOVE li\D TIN SHOP! ROY’S DRUG STORE, .• '-wu can buy Stoves, Tin, and Japanned for one-half ike usual prices. Elected Oven Cook Stove and Trim Tin and Hardware Cn r fioad y Pay. a y any one who wants anything in this line soe °ar prices before purchasing elsewhere. *« tbo place—two doors south of Farris Ho- Frosue Roy'g D r ug Store . CALL AND SEE I hT y , D. DEMING, % I ’KcifuHj announce to the people of Tioga County to fill all order* for Apple, Pear /e.. a ‘l •• Apricot, Evergreen and Deciduous . es - Ainu Currants Raspberries, Gooseberries, > ‘ ' “Qa strawberries of all new and approved vari* of Hybrid, Perpetual and Sum '•c .p. **>■ r Ur.. ts , Mo<-s, Bourbon, Noisette, Too, , ijhr, ,Ul ’* Climbiuj; Roses. , ’' t ' **• U V...lncluding all the finest newra o A rietiea of Althea, Calycauthus, jU. Syringias. Viburnums, Wiglllas 4c. ■ I?'VERS Paeonios. Dahlias, Phloxes, Tulips, Ujacinths, Narcissis; Jonquils, Lil- I^7P n AU vanetipp, s‘? uUKm Strawberry. 4 doz. plants, $5. r J ** ol,c| ted. ■ 1 Budding or Pruning will be li It. Welhburo, pa. THE AGITATOR Zlebotefr to t&e SSrtenoion of tfte area of iFreeUom anU the S&preaft of |&ealt()£ Reform. WHILE THERE SHALL BE A WRONG UNRIGHTED, AND UNTIL “MAN’S INHUMANITY TO MAN” SHALL CEASE, AGITATION MUST CONTINUE. VOL. VI. From the True Flair. SNOW. 6 BY MARK HD2TTER. How keen and cold the North winds blow. And yet X love this drifting snow. For the sweet sake of long ago. The bells ring ont a merry chime, And-bring a memory of the time When youth and hope were in their prime, Of days of childhood, long since past, When there was music in the blast, ! And joy in snow-flakes falling fast What rides, and slides, and merry plays We boys and girls had, in those days. What forts and towers we used to raise! And one sweet face I seem to see, The.blue eyes full of childish glee— A loving little face to me ! Ah, Amy May ! joys come and go. But shill we happier momenta know. Than when we frolicked in the snow ? Time sped—and one bright, frosty day, "When Winter’s jewels sparkled gay, I rode with pretty Amy May. And as our journey’s end drew near, I whispered in her startled ear, But what I said, you need not hear. And Amy first turned pale, and then Her cheeks grew rosier than when I was fourteen and she but ten. That night no cold my bosom chilled “Cattles in Spain” I well could build, My vest with visions-bright was filled. ’Twas a sweet dream, but forced to wake, I saw my castles fall and break. Like those snow towers wo used te make Now on that hand so small and fair, . They say there shines a circlet rare, — But ah ! /did not place it there. But still when bitter winds arise, And heavy-clouds dim all the skies. And Earth stiff, cold, and shrouded lies,— Like a snow-spirit through the storm. To keep my heart and fancy warm. Shine Am's eyes and Amy’s form. And colder yet these winds shall blow, '=• . When she and I arc lying low Beneath the white, untrodden snow. Wellsboro, Pa. \ Thackeray on Washington, In the last number of the “Virginians,” is a spirited passage on the struggle that added Ihe “stars and stripes” to the list of national flags: “Ah ? ’tie easy, now we arc worsted, to look over the map of the great empire wrested from us, and show how we ought not to have lost it. Long Island ought to have exterminated 'Wash ington's army ; he ought not to have come from Valley Forge but as a prisoner. The sonth was ours after the battle of Camden, but for the inconceivable blunder of the Commander in-Chief at New York, who paralyzed the exer tions of the only capable British General who appeared during the war, and sent him down into that miserable cal de sac at Now-Town whence he could only issue defeated and a pria-\ oner. - Oh 1 for a-week more 1 a day more, an hour more of darkness or light. In reading | over our American campaigns from their un happy commencement to their inglorious end, j now that we are able to see the enemy’s move- I ments and conditions as well as our’s, I fancy we can see how an advance, a march, might have put enemies into our power, who had no means to withstand it, and changed the entire issue of the struggle. “But it was ordered from Heaven, and for the good, as we have no doubt, of both empires, that the groat western republic should separate from ns; and the gallant soldiers who fought on her side, their indomitable and heroic chief above all, had the glory of facing and overcom ing, not on]y veteran soldiers amply provided and innured to war, but wretchedness, cold, hunger, dissensions, treason within their own camp, where all must have gone to rack, but for the pure and unquenchable flame of patriot ism that was forever burning in the bosom of the heroic leader. What a constancy, what a magnanimity, what a surprising persistence against fortune! Washington before the ene my was no better nor braver than hundreds who fought with him or against him, (who has not heard of the repeated sneers against Fabius in which his factious captains were accustomed to indulge?) but Washington, the chief of a nation in arms, doing battle with distracted parties, calm in the midst of conspiracy; serene against the open foe before him and the darker enemies at his back. Washington, inspiring spirit and order into troops h“ ~ andin r*"~ 'mg by ingratitude, buif bei id ever ready to forgive ; ir agnan iraous in conquest, i as on the day he laid down his victorious sword and sought his rfoble 'retirement—here indeed is a character to admire and revere; a life without a stain, a fame without a flaw. How a Druggist sold Pure Liquor. —A sto-_ ry is told of a druggist in Chicago to this affect’: He had the reputation of keeping most elegant brandy, imported expressly for himself all the way from France. Of course he was supposed to keep it solely fir family purposes, and for “nothin’ else.” There was however, a cask kept on tap in a hack room, and it was really astonishing what a lot of favorites went into the back room daily, and how much sickness there was in the city while that cask, like the “widow’s cruise,” was always full. One day— a snapping cold day—about lunch time, several thirsty heads of families might have been seen in that back room, anxiously waiting for the druggist, who was dealing out boluses in the front shop, to come in and draw some of the genuine, unadulterated cognac. Druggist comes in, turns the tap with a knowing wink and a grin, but stands petrified to find that the thing don’t run. “Something is the matter with the faucet, gentlemen; guess I’ll take it off.”—■ Druggist takes it off; but although the aperture is thus enlarged the thing still won’t run. He is sure that the cask is full. His customers propose to take out the bung and see what the matter is. Bung is taken out and cask turned to the light, when the horrifying fact presents itself to the naked eye that this unadulterated brandy, imported from France, is frozen solid. Too much water had killed the brandy. The Mex we Want. —We want no men who will change like the vanes of our steeple, with the course of the popular wind; but wo want men who, like mountains, will change the course ofihe wik&—[H. Mami. WELLSBORO, TIOGA COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING. MARCH 1, 1860. A few days since we called attention to the fact that great excitement existed in Zanesville, Ohio, with regard to the disappearance of a Mr. Curtis, who, it was said, had divulged the se crets of the Sons of Malta, and had been spir ited away by the members of the order, to the great distress of his family and the astonish ment of the public at large, who scarcely knew what to think of the boldness of the proceed ing. It turns out now that the expose which gave such offense to the Order, was not written by Curtis, but by his wife, who comes out with an avowal of the fact, and gives it as her opin ion that the Sons are not to blame for his disap pearance. Mrs. Curtis writes a very amusing account of Mr. Curtis and a Mr. Smith becoming Sons of Malta, and the natural curiosity of herself and Mrs. Smith to find out the-secrets of the Order, The two ladies agreed, to have themselves pro posed as members, and got Mrs. Smith's cousin to attend to the matter. “■Well,” Mrs. Curtis goes on to say, “we were proposed and elected, and Joe came down into the store where we were and told us. so we hurried through with the dressing, and went up to the ante-chamber and set down in a row. We had not sat there long before 4wo men came out to us from the inside room, all muffled up in gowns, and har ing a kind of tin hat on their heads, which cov ered their faces. They asked us for five dollars each; and Joe banded over the money for us and himself, as we had given him nearly our amounts, and promised him the rest soon.— Then there came two more men like the other two, who formed us into a line, (they call it a single file,) and told us to walk right along.— They had swords, and one of them walked be fore Joe, who was in front, while the other walked behind me. It was dark or nearly so, when we passed in. I was glad of the dark ness ; because, having on a suit of my husband’s do hes, I was not sure that they fitted very well,” She next describes some of the scenes inside as she saw them, and says: “I was not fright ened; for I am not one of your timid people, being reared to ride colts, shoot pistols, skate, and swim. So I got through all the maneuvers previous to that coat business very well. But when the conductor said, “Can you swim, sir?” I said “Yes.” Can you swim in fourteen feet of water?*' I said “Yes ; the deeper the bet ter.** “Well, take off your coat and try your self!" Now, when he said “take dff your coat,** that scared me, because I had put on a loose sack on purpose, for reasons you will see your self, However, I thought n moment and then said, “No, sir; never heed the coat—l can swim as well with as without it!" “Very well," said the conductor, “your peril will be upon your own head. Now hold up your right hand, sir —take this life preserver, and’—. Here ho gave me a push and X went over backward, and as soon as I alighted, I went up again, flying— then up and down in the same way, until I thought all ray brains were flying out at the top of my head, and then everything swam round and round until I did not know anything at all, for I had fainted. “The next place I found myself was in the ante-chamber, or rather, just being led into the ante-chamber by two men, and I was first cons cious that I must have been, sitting in a bath tub with my clothes on. I think that the cool air brought rao to my senses. The two men looked very scared and sorry. I looked about for Mr. Smith and Joe, hut they had gone as soon as they heard the noise made in initiating me. I asked one of the men if Mr. Curtis was in the lodge. The man said he was. 1 said I would like to see him a mine te. The man went into the lodge-room, and presently out came my beautiful husband, all muffled up. I just whis pered a word or two in his ear, and maybe he didn’t pull off his gown and hood in short or der, and walk home with me. “He loft me that night in anger and mortifi cation, and. I have not seen him since. But then he had no need to be angry, because he has always known that I have been in favor of “wo man's rights," and have always held that wo men are as capable as men. But when it comes to the “Sons of Malta" I think “women's rights is a failure; they cannot do it, Ido not suppose any of the members recollect my initi ation, but they will recollect the man who faint ed, unless there have been others who have fainted as well as myself—which I think quite probable." Mrs. Curtis stops here. Iler husband we may add is yet missing, and not likely to soon turn up, but she blames herself for the whole thing. ' New Jersey Judges. —There is a simplicity about ,fche following which is quite refreshing, and carries one back to the antediluvian times: A distinguished member of the New York bar was retained on one occasion by a friend, also a New Yorker, to attend to a complaint made against him before a New Jersey Jus tice for an alleged assault and battery upon one of the residents of the “Old Jersey State." “I appear for the prisoner," said the Couni selor to the modern Dogberry. “You appears for de prisoner, do you: and who den be you ?” interrupted the Justice, eyeing him from head to foot with marked cu riosity. “I ton’t knows you; vair you como from, and vet's your name ?” The counselor modestly gave his name, and said, “I am a member of the New York bar.” “Vel, den,” replied the Justice, “you gan’t practice in dis here gort.” “I am a counselor of the Supreme Court of the State of N. Y.” reiterated the coun selor. “Dat makes nothing different,” said the in veterate justice. “Well, then,” said the baffled lawyer, “sup pose I show to your honor that I am counselor of the Supreme Court of the United States ?” “It ton’t make a pit better,” replied he of the ermine, “you ain't a counselor of de State of New Jersey, and you gan’t bractis in dish gort.” This decision accounts for the fact that “New Jersey does not belong to tho United Stales.” An Amusing Expose. Ben Gray’s Hone Trade. Old Ben Gray was an old toper, and Old Ball was his favorite horse. Now old Ball was a famous good riding horse, and the eye of every jockey in the neighborhood had been attracted by his fine points but old Ben knew the value of old Ball too well to part with him. When ho was top-heavy what horse could carry him so steadily as Old Ball; or, when entirely over weighed, would so carefully select a soft sandy spot, for the rider to fall on, and then so pa tiently wait until sleep brought sobriety? So the efforts of the jockeys to swap or trade him out of Old Ball had been in vain. But one day Old Ball failed to select a spot free of stones for Old Ben to drop on, or became impatient for his feed and left, or in some other way imgered his owner, who straightway swapped with his neighbor Jones, receiving as “boot” a “mint drop” of tbe Benton stamp and the lar gest denomination. But before the day was over Old Ben sorely repented himself of his trade. Bessdes being “chiseled” absolutely in ths trade, how could he get on without Old Ball ? But Gray knew Jones, and he knew Jones knew Old Ball; and he further knew that there was no chance of getting Old Ball back unless he played his game “mighty silky.” Old Ben matured his plan, and then mounted his “Jonep hos,” and timed bis departure from the court green so as to pass Jones just as he was unhitching Old Ball from the tree to which ho had been tied during the-day. Reining in his horse he drawled out— “Oh, Mr. Jones, this morning, when X was a tradin’ Old Ball to you, I reckon I was a little drunk, and I didn’t tell you of one of Old Ball’s tricks. Now I don’t want anybody hurt by anything I done; and now I jest want to tell you ef over you come to a river, and Old Ball takes a notion to lie down in the water, jest you get right off, for Old Bali’s gwine to do it certain Jones, of course, declared himself cheated in the trade, and claimed drawbacks for dam ages. i But Old Ben said he only warranted Old BjUl sound, “an” Old Ball is jes* as sound as a Mexican dollar, an* jes* you break him of that little trick, an* he’s jes* ns good as any man's hos.” Finally, after Jones* proposal to “rue** had been rejected by Gray, a new swap was agreed on, the Jones hos for Old Ball even, Gray re taining the X. Accordingly, bridles and saddles were ex changed, and each man mounted his own horse, when Old Ben gave Jones another piece of in formation about Old Ball. “Mr. Jones,** said he, “there’s jes* one other thing about this hos I*d like to tell you: as long as I've been riding Old Ball he nevkr yet did take that notion! Singular Adventure. Once upon a time a traveler stepped into a stage coach. He was a young man starting in life. He found six passengers about him. They wore all gray-headed and extremely aged men. The youngest appeared to have seen at least eighty winters. Our young traveler, struck with the singularly mild and happy aspect which distinguished his fellow passengers, de termined to ascertain the secret of a long life and art of making old age comfortable; he ad dressed the one apparently the oldest; who told him that he had always led a regular and abstemious life, eating vegitablos and drinking water. The young man was rather daunted at this, inasmuch as he liked the good ihings of this life. He adressed the second, who astound ed him by saying that he had always eaten roast beef, and gone to bed regularly fuddled for the last seventy years, adding, that all de pends on regularity. The third had prolonged his days by never seeking or accepting office : the fourth by resolutely abstaining from all’ po litical or religious controversies, and the fifth by going to bed at sunset and rising at dawn. The sixth was apparently much younger than the other five, his hair less gray, and there was more of it—a placid smile, denoting a perfectly easy conscience, mantled his face, and his voice was jocund and strong. They were all surpri sed to learn that he was by ten years the oldest man in the coach. “How," exclaimed our young traveler, “how is it you have thus preserved the freshness of life?" , The old gentleman immediately answered the young traveler by saying ; 1 “I have drunk water and drunk wine, I have eaten meat and vegetables—ll have dabbled in politics and written religious pamphlets —I have sometimes gone to bed at midnight, and got up at sunrise and at noon be then fixed his eyes intently upon the young man, concluding with the singular remark —“but I always pay promp ly for my newspaper !" , G. W. Bbow.v, whilom editor of the Law rence Herald nf Freedom , and later the traducer of Ossawatomie Brown, has sold out his paper to Gov. Jledary and returned to Crawford coun ty in this State, his former residence. Finding his presence quite refrigerating to his old neigh bors, George Washington concluded to call a public meeting and purge himself of the charge of treason to the principles of his party, as well as to justify, his cowardly and false attack up pn John Brown. He wont before the public and made his speech, in the course of which ho was confronted by John Brown, jr., and branded as a liar and defamer of tho dead. This took the stiffening out of the illustrious renegade’s spine, and he left the stand in worse odor than £ver. George Washington Brown should apply for an office of honor and profit under Mr. Buchanan instanter. He has earned it richly. It is perhaps, a debateable question, whether a person who has always been notoriously in the habit of lying, has a right to tell the truth. It is, of course, the only device by which he can deceive people. He that knows not when to be silent knows not when to speak. He that falls in tho dust, the longer he lies the dirtier he is. Death of Broderick. [ [The following are the eloquent eulogies re ferred to in our Washington Correspondence of last week. They were delivered on the occa sion of the formal announcement of the death of Senator Broderick to the House of Repre sentatives on February 13th, and are, we think, unexcelled in beauty of diction by any similar efforts for many years. They will be read with interest by those who love the eloquence of friendship, and by those also who love that de votion to" principle for which the deceased yielded his life under the barbarous custom, falsely called the codo of honor.— Ed. Agita tor.] Speech of Johm Hickman* Mr. Speaker, “The question of bis death is enrolled in the Capitoland I speak the truth in eulogy. I could not do otherwise without wronging the character of the illustrious dead, who was a bondman to the truth. Born of the bumble, David C. Broderick died a peer of the proudest and the best. His commanding life challenged respect, and its surrender sanctified it. Dead, he still lives, and will live. Absent from those who knew him best and valued him most, hewill continue to be present with them. In every conflict for principle, in every struggle for x the discharge of patriotic duty, he will whisper to the doubting, and bold up the right arm of the resolute. “In stilly thought, and in the wildering fight, A cloud by day, a pillared flame by night, He'll point u? onward, onward to the goal. Leading on legions with his vast control — Implanting truth, the idol of his soul.” Since we lost met here, yonder iChambcr of your Capitol has lost a sage’s intellect, a hero's heart, a devotee of country. David C. Brod erick has ceased to walk the earth, and sleeps his last sleep in the Golden City of the West. Mighty States, extending from the Pacific to the furthest East, were startled and almost par alyzed at the recital of the salt story; and their sturdy yeomanry, their skilled in craft, their sons, breathed their vow in tears, and registered it in faith and determination. Ttyfetr banners are already in their hands, let the nation read them. They bear the last words of a dying seer—they may yet be trumpeted at the mouths •of cannon on fields of war. Hereafter, in the vast hereafter, children will speak his name when tracing their father's creed; and here, homage, impulsive, not cere monial, shall be presented to him, as officers of the state and army rendered it before the corse of the great Constantine. Forty years ago, whilst the centre portions of this building were rising from the ashes of a wicked conflagration, within sight of this spot, a child was born to a lowly artisan. .How little imagine that the- which he then wrought were to support a dome, beneath* which that son should sit as Senator from a State not then known to the Confederacy, and bearing within its bosom treasure more val uable than the coffers of the world. And yet, in the volume of Omniscience it was written out how David C. Broderick, the child of toil, should live and die; what noble aspirations, what self sacrificing devotion, what unconquerable will, would achieve ; how he would suffer immola tion at the call of conscience ; and his example should become an Inspiration to millions of men, from whose ranks he rose like a giant from slumber. lie was God's instrument for mighty purposes, and He gave him love, and, comprehension, and power. He was a philan- 1 thropist, a philosopher, a chief. Those who thought him less never knew him, and must; fail to comprehend the canse and extent ofHhat' feeling which his death has produced. It wiU be better understood hereafter. When the heavens clothe themselves in mourning, they hold the'hob thunderbolt as well as the gentle rain. None are too wise to learn. Mistakes may be made by defying the one whilst petition ing for the other. I esteem it my highest honor to have enjoyed fully the affection and confidence of the de parted statesman; and clustering memories, as well as a request made and a pledge given, when the lion was in the pride of his strength, and snuffed his danger-in the distance, demand that I should speak of him as I know him. My estimate of Mr. Broderick’s character is not made up from the wild excitement of party con flict, or the deeper feeling of parliamentary con tests. It is drawn from a more truthful source —from the calm and meditation of the midnight hour. Undisciplined by early education, and making no pretense of learning, he was thor oughly acquainted with the history of his race; and had carefully and critically road the best models in English literature. Mankind was his study. He had a quick perception of ruling motives, and his charity was great. Without a tie of blood, to bind him in selflshncss to the world, the glory of his country and the happi ness of.her people gave direction to all his thoughts and molded all his plans; singularly modest in his hearing, and diffident in the ex pression of his opinions, he 1 was entirely self reliant, and possessed a courage devoid of fear. His consecration to the interests of the farmer, the mechanic, and the laborer, was complete. Their loss is irreparable, and I would bid them know it. With the impassioned utterances of a cotcmporancous poet, I would turn their grief to action— “Arouse from your lethargy, children of toil, Ye sons of the anvil, the loom, nnd tho soil; Come forth ns the winds, in their struggling might, And wrestle 'till death with the fooman of llight. “'Twas thus with your leader, the gifted and true; His life was a sacrifice, given for you ; 1 Every pulse of his heart, every nerve of pis frame, Was to dignify Labor and give it to Faie.” I need not say I loved him—yea, Jrith more than a brother’s love I shall never forgot him ; no, neither in calm nor storm. I'would em body his spirit, if I could, in an undying frame, that the friendless and oppressed might look forward in unfailing hope. But, alas ! in anguish I repeat it, Broderick —there was but one—has ceased to walk the earth. 1 may not allude even to the circum stances of the hero’s fall; and I have no dispo sition to do so. I.beßeve, I feel, 1 know ! that is enough of consolation. 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He has left his mantle—too large for ordinary mortals; who that still breathes is daring enough to place it on his shoulders?* He was just and generous ; ho was gifted and noble; he was proud and patriotic. He raised poverty to rank, proving the legitimacy of its blood; and his fame will be as enduring as the records of public virtue. 1. Spmch of Axsox Buruxgame. I rise, Mr. Speaker, to mingle my sorrow with this general expression of grief at the fall of one so gifted and so brave as was David 0. Broderick. It is true, that I did; not know him so long nor so well as-did. those; gentlemen who bare just now spoken so feelifiglv and so justly of him. But latterly- my relations with him were quite intimate, and I presume it was a knowledge of this fact which led; those who were near and dear to him when ho lived, to request that I would join with thein in these last sad tributes to his memory. i And now, sir, standing by his closed grave, I will do what I can to lead your I mind, Mr. Speaker, and the mind of the House, far, far away from the causes which iaid'ihim in his bloody shroud, and call your attention to a few of the singular qualities which made him the marvel alike of his friends and foesj Ido not shrink, sir, from a defense of the motives and actions of Mr. Broderick ; but this.; is not the occasion, this is not the time for resentment; it is the hour sacred to friendship nmd to grief. In this spirit, sir, I shall offer the words I have to say. 5 He was the child of the people; l|orn to that great American heritage, the' right 16 labor and to enjoy the fruits thereof, and he shed a new dignity on the toil of man. It is true, as the gentleman from New York [Mr. fiaskin] re marked, that now, worn and tiredi labor may look up from its toil and be proud. Sir, that was a beautiful Incident to which he made ref erence when in the Senate of the United States, representing, in part, an empire ini the West, Mr. Broderick permitted the recollections of his early struggles to come upon him, and pointed out with pride, the handiwork of his honored father, as it appeared in tlje traceries of the Capitol above his head. It vtas a recog nition of his alliance with the great working classes of the country. But it was- nobler far, manlier far, on that occasion, when instead of flattering the prejudices of his people, he told them with a fearless tongue their faults, re buked their prejudices, and yet leaned con fidingly on their virtues while he: vindicated their rights. , ,| Sir, he was a Democrat, without being a dem agogue ; be loved the people and He never be trayed them, and with passing time, they dis covered these traits in his character, he won their enduring regard. ‘ , Sir, 1 never knew a man who was so misun derstood—whe differed'sdThuch fr&m his com mon fame. I myself sought him fn this city as the Representative of a hardy but tumultu ous portion of my countrymen. Imagine, sir, my surprise when I found hnn a'student—a student of history, a student of poetry, a silent man, one who sat apart from his fallows, pon dering deeply the great problems bf life; one instructed, as the gentleman from |Pennaylva nia [Mr. Hickman] has informed us, in those motives which underlie all thio actions of men. I found him firm and dignified in deportment. It is true his struggles with adverse fortune had clouded his brow, and that his face, in the pres ence df his foes, ever wore a mingled look of scorn and defiance, but for his friends he had a genial smile—an irresistible fascination. —. His look was honest and sincere, his voice firm and truthful, and sometimes it hq|d d manly melody which caused it to penetrate into the deepest recesses of the human heart. Sir, he was born a leader. Sitting in his si lent, solitary room in San Francisco!, his wizard mind went forth over the hills and through the valleys of California, until the whole State was filled with the breath of his power. ■ He had an indomitable will. Before it party ifnames and party organizations disappeared, and men, un der the’ spell of his great spirit, forgot they were Republicans, forgot they were Democrats, and only remembered with pride that they were Broderick men. Few men with power to draw the masses to themselves, to cause their multi form feelings to flow in the individual channel of a single will, have appeared at any time.— Few have appeared in this country. lie, air, had that gift. lie had— ' “ The mystery of commanding The tjod-like power, the art-Xapoleon Of winning, binding, wielding, banding The hearts of millions till they mo\;e as one.’’ I say that this quality is rare. £Men it have appeared at lung intervals upejn the shores of time ; but when they have appeared, they have have been the idols of their rqce. Mr. Broderick fell in the very dawn of his career. Though he fell thus he had stamped the impress of his mighty jmind upon the affairs of the Pacific slope. • No \vis»er brooded over the chaos there. He aided in rearing ( its fabric of governmentand h«» did all he could, sir, to fill it with the pure smil of the people. He believed in something. lie be lieved that he-had a mission to perform. lie believed that he was a champion of the .people. Their wrongs were his wrongs; their rights were his rights. His heart throbbed respon sive to theirs, and their wild and istormy pas sions rolled ever through his soulj Following this line of duty, he fell into conflict instantly with those tyrannical elements which, in every society, are seeking to destroy thoughts of the people. j Loving the people, jealous of their rights, ho fought those elements with fierceness and with bitterness. No man knew better .{than he did the requirements of his times. No man know better than he did the logic of events. No nun knew better than he did the man takes to himself who is really, earnestly, faithfully for the people. He, sir, had read Jiistory, and knew what had been the fate Roman Gracchi; but no personal consequences to him self deterred him. Standing in tljjat presence, scornful of corruption and of tyrinny, in the majesty and grandeur of his pure, Stainless pri vate and public life, to his stormy fast, looking into the dark future, he saw, with the clear eve of his judgment, the very point sri|ere he üb'U.-.uc- th r h.i'lrri'liip fj• r tli“ (i'iplc’b rights. 3 KONms. 6 mosths. ■: 12 xosrns $4,50 ' $6,00 5,60 6,50 : 8,00 7.00 8,50 10,00 8.00 0,50 ’ 12,60 15,00 20,00 30.00
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