The Tioga Oouuty Agitator: a? M. H. 0088 Published ererj Wednesday morning and iflai ed to mgs* P The paper is sent postage free to county mliseri bers, though they may receive their mail at poM-tffioes located in counties immediately adjoining, toyCmve nience. 1 '»■ Xee Aoitatoe is the Official paper of Tioga Co,, pad circulates in every neighborhood therein. Sbb (Cnptions being on the advance pay system, it eircu lites among a class most to the interest of advertisers to roach. Tertna to advertisers as liberal as Choose of. [ered by any paper of equal oirodlatlon in- l^tbern Pennsylvania. j ■o- A cross on the (margin of a •halthe subscription is about to expire. i 0* Papers will be stopped when the subscription time expires, unless the agent orders their isntinu anco. ' Vas. LOWitEV & s. f. wiiri»M, i xfORNBYS & COUNSELLORS si UW, will attend the Courts of Tioga, Pp er and McKean counties. [Wollsboro, Jan. 1, -363.] JOHN I. niTCHELL, J Attorney and counsell.os aijlXw. Tioga Village, Tioga County, j'enn’uJ „ / '• Prompt attention to,Collections, March 1, lS65.rJy.. . , ‘ JEROME B. ATTORNEY <£r COUNSELLOR AT:} \ 'w r Wcllaboro, Tioga Cotmtv, Pay' Having been specially licensed by the Unit '4- Estates for the Prosecution of Claims for Pension!, Back pay and Bounties. ;, i; ' V.. Jr Particular attention will be given to that' alass of business. - 3. B. * XEB. Wellsboro, Fob. 15, iSSS-ly* , , 1 . p£SSS¥LTAIfIA H«US\ CORNER OF MAIN STREET AND THE AT- NDB, Wells bom, Pa. '/ f ■ j. ff. BIGONY Pro|-Hetor. THIS popular Hotel, baring . been I MBtted and re-furnished throughout, fs now ope i to the public as a first-class house. ' f, [Jan.-l,; §63.] D. HART’S HOTEL., WELLSBOKO, TIOGA CO. PEH'nA. THE subscriber takes this method to.inform, his old friends and customers thpt he. has re lumed the conduct of the old “ Crystal I oentain Hotel," and will hereafter give it his entire a' te&tion. Thankful for past favors, he solicitsa renew]! of the iame. DAVID ifAHT. - Wellsboro, Nov. 4, 1863.-ly. ' IZAAK WAITOS Quines, Tioga County, Pa. ,1 H. 0. VERMILYEA Pro’/^etor. THIS is a new hotel located within ao; cess of the beat fishing and hunting in Northern Pennsylvania, No pains will be sj 'ted for the accommodation of pleasure seekers and I le trav elling public. - oJan.,l,'SfiB.] A. F«LE¥, r; Watches, Clocks, Jewelnr, &C./ &C., REPAIRED AT OLD PRMfeS. POST OFFICE BUILDfte, NO. 5, UNION BLOCK. , : , Wollsboro, .May 20, 1863. * H. W. Williams, ’ Wit. h\ SmitiJ. f WILLIAUIS A SMITH, attorneys and-coveselors aClaw, BOUNTY & PENSION AGENCY. Main Street. Wellahoro. Pa.,',; January 4,1865-ly. . r 8. F. BHAIBEIN, BARBER & HAIR-DRES§ER, Shop Ovee C. L. Wilcox’s Sip , Welisboro, Dec 7,1864. WESTERN EXCHANGE HOTEL. KNOXVILLE, BOEOUGU, PA,. THE undersigned having leased the abort Hotel for a term of years would respectfully, inform the traveling public that he has pat the HoM9 in first class order for the reception of guests and . 4) -pains will be spared in the accommodation of trnv' lira and ss far as the situation will allow, be will, ket):». first class Hotel, in all things, except ptices, wtioh-will bo model ate. Please try ns and judgofpr ye it (elves. Knoxville, Oct. 19, 1864—tf. J. H. HEVJGXiE STAMPS*-' JOHN M. PHELPS, Deputy Collected di’ Mans field, has just received a large lot ofT Revenue Stains, of all denominations, from one 00111'. Op fo $5. Anv person wishing Stanps can get them.at thy .office in Mansfield, or of M. BULLARD, Assistant-Assessor, at Wollsboro, Pa. J* M.-PHELPS. Mansfielch, May 2, 1864. 1 P. KEifELL, HENXIST, MANSFIELD, TIOGA COUNT^PA., IS prepared to operate in all tfio improvements in the various departments of filling, ©xtrnmng, tn ierting artificial dentures, Ac. Minefield, August 10, 1864-Iy. • V[ . WELLSBOBO HOTJ-JL* (Corner Main Street and the Avenue'/: Wellsboeo, Pa. - ‘ i B. B. HOLIDAY, Proprietor. Si' ■ One of the most popular Houses in tho'iCounty. This Hotel if the principal Stage-house in # r *W©ro. Stages leave daily as follows: “ Jor Tioga. at 9a. m.; For Troy, at Ba. Jersey Shore cvcfy'TueaciayVnJ FiKff&y Ur m- } Tor Coudersport, every Tuesday and Friday t 2 P* m.- Stages Tioga, at 12 1- ; cftflock p. m.: From Troy, at 6 o'clock p. m.; Fra t j Jersey Shore, Tuesday and Friday It a. m.: From touders port, Tuesday and Friday II a. m. „ . 4 N, B.—Jimmy Cowden, the well-known vill be f«»und on band, Wellsboro, Oct. 5,1864—1 y. S'- ,■ HUGH YOUN% BOOKSELLER & STATI^IEB, AND DEAL Bit IN American Clocks, American, English, Swiss batches, Jewelry, Silver Plated Ware,. Spectacles, Picture Frames, PhotograpfaicjAlbama, Ste toscopes, Misroscopes, -Perfumery, Yankee Ta«kle and Flies, and Fancy and Toilet A t vple®. • SCHOOL BOOKS of every kind d > ;■ •VO. 5, UNION BLOCK , WELLBBOB : % PA. TO FISHERMEN. X- THE subscriber begs leave -to inform fetn.public that be baa a fine assortment of the celebrated ROCHESTER TROUT FLtES^ Hew York Trout Flies, Sil£ BraidedLiiiea, Sea Grass and Hair Lines, Kinsey Hooke on Snet/e, Reels/ Leaders, Gut, and a fine lot of . . ROCHESTER FLY i Hooks, 4c., 4c. Shop in rear w of Tin. and Stove Store. ' L.vA t ©riflinal IMctrs, [For tho Agitator.] Xj x xt xa e Written on the death of 1. S. OQDEH. Oh mortals could you rood the screen That'hides the world of light; How gloriously bright would be the'scene Revealed unto your sight; - - You watched the last faint flattering breath. Your heart with pain was rived, But the sad process yon called death Was but the gate to Heaven. . UeUacrllang. FATE IN A TIN DIPPEB. One evening Mrs. Phillips was coming into the kitchen in something of a hurry, and, it being dusky in the room, she hit her foot against some obstacle, and in consequence lost her balance and fell down into a large pan of buttermilk, which Jane, the careless house maid, had left on the floor. There was quite a splashing and splattering, and Mrs.- Phillips, though: nrjburt, was decidedly pot out—not out-of-buttermilk, but out-of-temper. Her fa vorite poodle dog was frightened so much at her fall, that he flew upon the oat’s back for refuge, and the latter animal made her escape through the chimney, leaving poor Bpcbe to drOp down at-bis leisure. Prom the rains, pbosniz-like, Mrs. Phillips arose—and, on Jane’s bringing a light, she proceeded to investigate matters—wondering all the' time what she could have stumbled against. The wonder Was soon dispelled -by the appearance of Eva’s dipper—for the child, wearied on with a long ramble over the fields, bad returned home so drowsy that her mother bad-senther directly to her room, without giv ing her a chance to pot away her treasure.— The sight of the tin dipper only seemed to'in crease Mrs. Phillips’ indignation, and she vowed vengeance on the unfortunate cause of her fall. " I Consequently, the, next morning, when Etc arose and looked about for her dipper, it could not be seen. She went to her mother for in formation, hot that lady was profoundly igno rant in the matter, and Jane proved—on being brought to the inquisition by Eva, to be in a like blissful- state with her mistress. Then Eja went through with a grand system of reconnoitering, which resulted in the recov ery of the dipper from a mass of rubbish in a corner of the woodshed. It was braised and battered a little, but was in other respects as good as new, and Mrs. Phillips, though gailty of the intent, was not exactly guilty in act of the sin of the iconoclast. Resolved to guard against all farther profa nation of her idol, Eva tied the dipper in a piece of strong silk—which had been given her by the village milliner to make a doll dress— which she deposited in a little hollow at the foot of the pasture, and covered the aperture with a flat stone. Some days after she was sent by her mother on an errand to her Annt Ethel, and as her way lay down the pasture lane, she thought she would take out her dipper, give it an air ing, and perhaps fill it with strawberries down in Ofant’s meadow. Singing blithely she went her'way, the exhumed dipper, still in Its ban dages, banging upon her arm. -She came to the narrow bridge across the Dead river, and was nearly in the middle of the crossing, when her attention was attracted by a large cluster of wild dragon star, clinging to the willows wbicb bung over the bridge. Thoughtlessly' her eyes fixed on -the flowers, she advanced to the verge of the bridge, the plank and tipped with .her weight, one scream, and tbo little form of Eva struggled in the water. She closed her eyes, and gave herself up for lost—but no, the dipper, bound with silken cloth, acted like a life preserver, and kept her above the surface. -.**Help me!--Dosomebody come and help me !”. she screamed, and she was borne rapidly past a field whore some farmers wore engaged in planting their corn. In a moment a stal wart man cleft the waters, and reaching Eva, be grasped her in one band, while with the -other he swam to the-shore. “ Inhere am I, and where is my dipper ?” queried the child, as soon as she came to reali zation. "You are here,” replied the man; “but what of yonr dipper ? “Ha I as I live, ’tie an old tin dipper—rather the worse for wear— tied up in a ragl Well, it .has saved your life 1” Then the good man put her into his rough farm wagon, and convey her home, taking par ticular care to relate to bar mother the impor tant part the dipper had played .in the rescue of the child. “ I tell you, ma’am, if it hadn’t been for that ar’ tin dipper’s keepin’ her above water, she’d a been dead drowned afore any mortal man would ’a reached her 1 - Thank the dipper) ma’am, and not me 1” ; - • This unbiased account of the praise-worthy behavior of the dipper, softened Mrs. Phillips towards jt, and she allowed Eva.to keep it wherever'she chose. Months and years rolled away, and when Eva Phillips was fourteen, she was sent- to a celebrated feßiatff'femißary' in a neighboring State, from whence, J after a long three years’ coarse,'she was emancipated, a “ finished yonng lady." - But her learning and accomplishments *Ssan*%-*l***HJ%&Hmf**a*k ttfri’nVK&.'V-V.JWWW rejoicing in his daughter’s' happiness) In 'crossing a bridge built on a broad, bat shallop river, the machinery of the engine became dis ordered, and in an instant the foaming mon ster plunged into the river, dragging the train after it. , At thej first shock of the overthrow, a yonng man, who for the whole journey had been re garding Eva with fixed attention, dashed to wards her and clasping her in his arms, reached the tottering platform jnst as it was going over —one frantic leap and he, with his senseless burden, went down beneath the water to rise almost instantaneously and strike for shore. Boldly be swam on, and at last be safely reached the land, when after giving Eva into the care of some benevolent people who dwelt near the bridge, he returned to the scene of to be of some service in res cuing those imperiled. Sad to relate, Mr. Phillips was among the killed, and Eva, on the return of consciousness, found herself orphaned, and alone in the world, among strangers. It was a new and terrible experience to her, and her shrinking spirit was nearly broken by the shock. She suffered her self jto be guided entirely by the advice of her unknown preserver—depending upon him with the trust of n helpless child. Under his pro tection Eva set ont for home—home no longer, now that there were none on earth to care for her. The bouse at Wheatwold had-been closed the greater part of the time daring the absence of its owners, and had only been opened a few weeks before in expectation of their coming. Everything there was damp and monldy—the curtains were falling to pieces in the continual moisture of the atoiospbere—everything bore the impress of gloom. Still heavier fell the gloom when the closed coffin, bolding the re mains of Mr. Phillips, was brought into the long, dark parlor—awaiting the funeral service of to-morrow’s morn. Eva’s affliction was dreadful to witness. She took notice of nothing, neither ate nor slept, andrefdeed all attempts at consolation from her sympathizing neighbors. The yonng stranger who accompanied her borne, took charge of everything, and the good people of the vicinity, supposing him to. have been an intimate friend of the deceased, made no inquiries concerning bis right to aotas he saw fit. Mr. Phillips was buried by the side of his wife, and Eva, on the arm of the pitying old clergyman went down to the grave, icily, tear-' lessly—like a stone statne. She exhibited no emotion—littered, no sigh—her eyes looked vaguely! into the, vacancy with a fixed immova ble stare. The funeral over, the stranger en gaged two trusty servants, a man and his wife to take charge of domestic affairs about the place, and then made preparations for immedi ate departure; The morning upon which be was to leave, he sent a message to Eva, request ing a private interview. It was granted, and she met him in the ■ little boudoir attached to her chamber, where she bad passed the great portion of her time since''her return. He came in with a little hesitation in bis step, and took the chair her silent nod indicated. As he did so, bis eyes involuntarily fell upon the tin dip per, which still retained its olden place upon her dressing bureau. He started up, and ap proaching it, took it into his bands and exam ined it long and attentively. Still retaining it, he oame to Eva’s side: . > v Miss Phillips 1” She looked np drearily on hearing her name spoken, het bar face brightened instantly when she beheld her old favorite plaything. “ May I ask yon how yen oame by this. Miss Phillips ?” “ It was given to me by a peddler some years ago—his name is on the side." “ And yon have preserved it through all this time—you evidently prize it I” “ Prize it I—sir, it has saved my life.” “Would you like to see the giver of that trifling toy ? Would it please you to see Eu gene Fuller ?” “ Yes, it would gratify mo above all things. Then would I thank him for the good his gift has been to me.” “ Then, Eva Phillips, look up into my face and thank me I lam Eugene Fuller I”' The girl rose hurriedly to her feet, and threw a long, searching look into the - face of the yonng stranger. Then her eyes fell, and she said, with ssmetbing of doubt— “ Is it true ?” V It is true,” he answered. She pnt her hands confidingly in bis. “ And it is Engene Foliar to whom I owe my preservation from a terrible death in that time when”— 1 Her voice failed—a sigh heaved from the in-i most depths of her heart—her frame shook—l tears, blessed tears, flowed like rain down her. face. The; were the first she bad shed since her orphanhood. Eugene blessed them—for he knew, that only through much weeping could the burthen which crushed her be lightened.— When she was calmer, he drew her down be side him on a settee, and said— 1 “ Eva, it is'fifteen years ago, that I—a youth of fourteen—charmed with the beauty of a lit tle girl—gave her a tin dipper, with my name out thereon, telling her that when she was ol der, 1 should come back and make her my wife. Dost thou remember this, Eva V’ Eva’s voice was low and subdued, as she an swered him — , . “ Yes, I remember it.” “ Well, I am older now—twenty-nine sum mers have passed over my bead, giving me wealth end influence, and to-day the hWt ef the man but'echoes the - sentiments of the boy. I have-always remembered yon—bare always : cherished the fond idea of coping back to this' country town where I first saw yon, and renew our acquaintanceship, but until last (Thursday my business could never be arranged! for leav ing. Fate 1 placed me on board that fatal train of cars, and the first face which I saw' on seat ing myself, was yours. I did not recognize you as Eva Phillips, but I recognized yon as the twin of my soul, for I have been a strong be liever in predestined marriages. I saved you from death because I felt that my life would be desolate without you, and when afterwards I learned that yon were Eva Phillips, my con tentment was perfect. And now, Eva, the mate ~ Rates ofAdrertialng. -,~ Advertisements will be charged $1 par iquare of 10 lines, one insertion, and $1.50 for three insertions. Advertisements of lets than 10 liner considered as a square. Xbe subjoined, rates will be charged for Quarterly, Half-Yearly and Yearly advertisements: 3 norms, s norms. 13 xomwa. 1 Square $4.00 $5.76 *7.6S 2 do 6.00 8.25 10.00 3 do 8.75 10,76 13.60 i Column, .10.00 13.00 16.70 i do 18.75 35.00 SLM 1 do 30.00 42.00 60,00 Advertisements not naving tbs number of inser lions desired marked upon them, will be published until ordered out and charged accordingly. Posters, Handbills, Bill-Heads, Letter-Heads, and all kinds of Jobbing done in country establishments, executed neatly and promptly. Justice*', Constable's and other BLANKS, constantly on hand. NO. 48. of my spirit, may I waive etiquette, now in tbia moment when your heart is suffering from yonr sorrowful bereavement, and ask yon to give me, of all the world, the right to comfort you ?” Eva’s bead dropped lower, her lips quivered, as she spoke the wards fas so longed to hear: “ Eugene, I give it to you 1” He drew her into his arms, and kissed off the tears which still clung to her ofaeek. And she, feeling again the warm bond of affection around her, looked np with hope and trnst to the hope of all happiness—Heaven. Eugene Toiler and Eva Phillips were mar ried two months from that day, and tiie health of the bride was drank by the coterie of dis tinguished guests assembled, from the tin dip per, which subsequently became on heirloom to the Fuller family. Mr. Fuller and his wife removed to Boston immediately on their anion, and their lives were blessed to them. There dear, bright-eyed reader, is the story of .the Tin Dipper. Quite a dipper, wasn't it?” There recently sat besides as a mild-eyed boy of eighteen, well-grown and intelligent, with the corporal's stripes on Ms arm. He had turned leaves of experience, that in the elder Napoleon’s day would have done honor to the Old Guardsman. This boy of ours at an age when most youths are yet at school, or in the novitiate of active life, can look back upon his twenty-two battles. He participated in all the tremendous scenes on Virginia soil, the advan ces and retrogrades, the success and reverse, whereby we wore out the strength of the re bellion, and disciplined ourselves the while to be worthy to conquer in the name of Liberty. One day, four years ago, while playing mar bles, or flying his kite, be bad a severe attack of the drum. Tall of bis years, and precocious, the spirit of patriotism wrestled hard with him. It was a case for prompt action and a change of climate, and be was sent to the retired home stead in an Eastern State, with the injunction to help on the farm, be a good boy, and earn the encomiums of grand-mamma. But the yoong eagle fluttered; over the edge of the nest and soared into the fields of blue. If the recor ding angel washed out generous Uncle Toby's oath with a tear, we doubt whether he would not kindly blot out the entry of a boy's false hood, told with shining eyes and swelling heart to the mastering officer. At all events it is safe now to believe it, since, happily, the great day of boyish temptation is overpast, and they need no longer ask to be dismissed from school to go and save the country. | The youth of fourteen, having thus taken four years to himself, and getting ; the full bene fit of his stature by standing very erect in his shoes, was in the Army of the Potomac before grand-mama's frightened news of the flight had got home to the West, In all the vicissitudes of his companions in arms he bore a part. He was in a fighting regiment. He saw it melt away in the fierce heat of all the great battles before Bichmond. *With twelve sole survivors of bisuoriginal company he washed off the blood and dust of Antietam. He was in the tUok of the battle at Gettysburg. Captured at Ohsn cellorsville he tasted prison experience at Belle Isle. Ke-enlisted be was in at the death and saw Lee lay down his arms. At the age when most boy9%ome home from school he has re turned from school, he has returned from inch soldier's experience as few men pass through unscathed. Ha was never wounded. We take him as the represen tat We of many boys whose living lessons in History and Geog raphy have been taken, musket in band, these past four eventful years, on pages whose leg* ends were battles, and boundaries fixed by the progress of arms. Despite the regulations of the Department and the watchfulness of guardians, the hoys have a shining share in the hero work of this war, as if to' perpetuate the remotest possible survivorship of those who oan say .in far off coming time—“ Three score years ago I helped to putvdown the great rebellion. 1 ' And the boys that have not found in camp a deadlier enemy than Lee's men at arms, who have not become prisonere to a more merciless tyrant than the keeper of the keys of of Andersonville and Castle Thunder, may be all the better men for the work of ear nest patriotisni which was the threshold of iheir manhood. —Chicago Tribune.- A Good Bargain. —A good story is told of a Vermont farmer, who had a dog to sell, bat who set an excessive value on the animal ac cording to his neighbor’s views. He was fre quently offered thirty and thirty-five dollars, which he refused, and always assured his friends he would get his price for the dog. One day he returned from a journey, and immediately, proclaimed that he had sold his dog for one hundred dollars. “Ah I” said his neighbor, cash?” “No;" said the farmer, “not exactly cash but what is equivalent," “ Well, what did you get?" persisted the friend. ? “ Why, I got two fifty dollar dogs." In a Horn.— One day last week, a well dressed, handsome man, with an unmistakable air of salt water about him, was standing at the bar of the St. dames, looking lovingly at one of Joe’s excelsior drinks, just manipulated and shoved over to him. Second gentleman came in, stopped suddenly, and, looked at No. lasif he knew him. Whan he hailed; “ Beg pardon, sir, but haven’t you been round the Horn ?” “ Ay, ay, shipmate, more’n a million of ’em. Hold on a second, and you’ll see me round this ene." Some music teacher once wrote that tha “ art of playing on the violin requires the perception and the most sensibility of any art in the known world; “ upon which an editor comments in,the following manner? “The art of publishing a newspaper and making it pay, and at the same time have it please every body, beats fiddling higher than a kite.’’ The moat and best that is donefor you mast be done by yon. A Young Veteran. “did yen get