gbei9i)Alegigtei. Ie .published in the liorough of Alleptown , Lehigh County, Pa., every Wednesday, by lIAINES & DIEFENDERFER, • At.ll 50 per annum, payable in advance, and 12 00 . 4 not paid until the end of the year.— No paper discontinued until all arrearages are paid. 10"OFFics in Hamilton street, two doors we. of the German Reformed Church, directly oppo site Moser's Drug Store. n•• Letters on business must be POST PAID otherwise they will not be attended to. JOB PRINTING. liming recently added a large assortment o fashionable and most modern styles of type, we are prepared to execute, at short notice, all kinds of Book, Job, and Fancy Printing. TR FIPPLE'S WILT ME ROB BALLIET & CO., Cheap and Fashionable CABINET MAKERS, South East Corner of Ninth and Hamilton Streets, few doors below Dresher's Lumber Yard, ALLENTOWN, PA. THE undersigned respectfully inform their friends and the public generally, that they have taken the establishment of Mr. S. Blank, and aro now carrying on the Cabinet business in all its various branches. They are provided with all the new and improved machinery of the day, and having skillful workmen, will be enabled to sell good and handsome furniture as cheap as can be sold anywhere. Their Store is on the south-east corner of Ninth and Hamilton streets, near Dresher's Lumber yard, where they offer a fine assortment of Sofas, of various styles and patterns, Side Boards, Secretaries, Wardrobes, Bureaus, of various patterns ; Cup boards of different kinds; Card, Centre, Side, Breakfast and Dining Tables ; Bedsteads of dif ferent styles and patterns, Wash-stands, Twist, Small and Large Etagere, What Nots, Music stands, Sofa Tables, Tea Tables, Oval and Ser pentine Tables; Chinese What Nots, Fancy Work Tables, Refreshment Tables, Etashas, Tete-a.letes, French Divans. A general assort ment of Kitchen Furniture, on band and made to order. They employ at all times none but the best workmen, attend personally to their business, and will warrant all Furniture of their manu facture to be made of the best materials. Or• ders for Ware will be faithfully and immediate ly attended to, and when sent out of the Bo rough, will be carefully packed. They also make to order all kinds of wood carving., to which they particularly invite the attention of Cabinet makers and others. BALLIET & CO. Nov. 29 YREN elk 'V 11, - 13 S S S, WEIGHING LESS THAN 2 OUNCEs For the Cure rf Hernia or Rupture. Acknowledged by the highestmedica) au thorities of Phili.delpltia, incomparably su perior to any other in use. Su tlerers will be gratified to learn that the occasion now offers to procure not only the lightest and most easy, but as durable a Truss as any other, in lieu of the cumbrous and ICO7II. tortable article usually sold. There is no difficulty attending the fitting, and when the pad is located, it will retain its position with out change. Persons at n distance unable to call on the subscriber, can have the , Truss sent to any" address, by remitting live Dollars for the double—with measure round the hips, and stating side affected. It will be exchanged to suit if not fitting, by rein ruing it at once, unsoiled. For sale only by the Importer, CALI:11 [I. NEEDLES, Cot.. Twelfth & Race St. 'Phil- fgr Ladies, requiring the benefit of Mc. chanical Supports, owing to derangement of the Internal Organs, including Falling of the Womb, Vocal, Pulmonary, Dyspeptic, Nervous and Spinal Weakness, are inforM ed that a competent and experienced LADY Will be in attendance at the llooms,(set apart for their exclusive use,) No. 114, TWELFT4 St., Ist door below Race Juno 28, 1954. Allentown Academy. Annual Examination of the pupils of this Institution will take place on Thursday and Friday 21st and 22d inst. Friends are cor dially invited to attend. After the usual Christ mas recess the sehobl will resume its duties on Tuesday Jan. 2,.1855. 'This year has'.been ono of continued prosper ity, the .Catalogie showing an aggregate of over two 'hundred pupils,.of whom one hundred and ;twenty-seven 'were In Attendance during the ,quarter ending with the . year. Young Ladies' Department for the year, BO— for last quarter; 56. Young Gentlemen's Department for the year, 116—for last quarter 71. The school offers it is believed, superior ad vantages, and the method of instruction is pe culiarly adapted to the wants of the commu nity. RATES OF TUITION, PER•QUARTER 'Common English Studies, $4 00 and $4 50 Higher 500 " 550 " with Classical, " with Classical and French, Music, 7 508 00 Use of Mane for practice, 2 00 Fuel for the Winter, 50 J. N. GREGORY, A; M. Principal; Dec. 20. 11—t, • Freight Team to Easton. gu HE undersigned respectfully informs his friends and the public in general. that he is running a freight team from Allentown to Easton twice and three times a week, to both depots of Philadelphia and New York. All persons who shall send goods by his way, are requested to be careful and' direct it in his care. His charges are ;5 cents per hundred. JOHN ALBRIGHT. £-5w Jan, ii • ~..- .._.„ ... . . . ~. .. . 21 . ‘-. . R . . ~: , . _ , ... . t, ~. ~...,...;,...„....‘......,„ 1:81 Alruoo b lota uii &mat 15.110, *rim attratititt, auttrirturtit, Zurktti, &T., &I VOLUME IX. [The following is " a go i of purest ray serene" :] THE ROVER'S GRAVE. BY JAMES G. CLARK, TENORS OF OSSIAN'S BARDS They bore him away when day , had fled, And the storjn was rolling high ; And they laidlim down in his lonely bed, By the light of an angry sky ; The lightning flashed, and the wild sea lashed The - shore with its foaming wave ; And the thunder passed on the rushing blast, As it howled o'er the rover's grave. No longer for him, like a fearless bird, Yon bark floats under the lea ; No longer his voice on the gale is heard, When its guns peal over the sea ; But near him the white gull builds on high, Her nest by the gleaming wove And the heaving billows groan and die On the sands of the rover's grave. Alas, how everything, has changed, Since I was sweet sixteen ; 'nen all the girls wore homespun frocks, And aprons nice and clean. With bonnets made of braided straw, That tied beneath the chin, The shawls laid neatly on the neck, And fastened with a pia. I recollect the time when I Rode father's horse to mill, Across the meadows, rock and field, And up and down the hill. And when our folks were out at work, As sure as I'm a sinner, I jumped upon a horse bare-back, And carried them their dinner. Dear me. young ladies, now-a days IVotild almost faint away, To think of riding all alone, 1,,n wagon, chaise, or sleigh. And as for giving " pa," his meals, Or helping " ma," to bake, O saints, 'twould spoil their lily hands, Though sometimes they make cake. When Winter came, the maiden's heart, Began to beat and flutter ; Each heau would take his sweetheart out Sleigh-riding in a cutter. Or if the storm was bleak and cold, The girls and beaux together. Would meet and have most glorious fun, And never mind the weather. But now, indeed, it grieves me much, The circumstance to mention However kind the young man's heart, And honest his intention, He never asks the girls to ride, But such a war is waged, And if he sees her once a week, Why surely " they're engaged !" cVankrr gtorq. From the Montgomery Wtichman. Zeke Beegle's Courtship On, Love in the Mountains. I was just prepared to retire to my bed on a stormy evening in the month of OCtober, when I was called to visit the son of a farmer in the neighborhood. The messenger informed me ¶- I Y-0 3 at tho young man was dangerously ill, and that my services were instantly needed ; with out delay I started for the dwelling of my pa- tient, and, as the house was but a short dis tance from my residence I was soon at his bed side. The sufferer, I found, was a young man of about twenty years of age—long, lank, and gawky, with red hair and ferrety eyes—a most excellent specimen Of a live downcast Yankee My patient's name, I soon ascertained, was Eiekiel Beegle. I had heard of the gentle man before, under the name of Yankee Zeke, but until now had never the pleasuie of seeing him, Ezekiel, or Zeke, as we shall call him, was very uneasy ; he had considerable fever, with pain in the breast and violent cough, and was extremely anxious that I should immedi ately relieve him. I put a number of questions to him relative to his ailment, and amongst them asked him what he supposed it was that gave him such a cold ; he hesitated about giv- ing an answer, and informed me that he would tell me at another time, I therefore prescribed for him, without troubling him further, and in a few days he had entirely recovered. His hes itation about answering my question relative to the cause of his cold excited my curiosity, and I was determined to keep him to tho promise he had made to enlighten me upon another oc casion. Meeting him along the road a short time after his recovery, I made allusion to his recent indisposition and its cause, and by prom ising not to reveal anything, got for answer— that he got a most deuced duckin' in the creek down by the meetin' house, a couple, of weeks before he was taken sick, and he always sup posed - that was the cause of his illness, and be sides that, was darn near sweated to death in An old barrel churn. 6 00 ILSotticit. NOW-A-DAYS. E= mallt c 1 .10411111,1---11132.1a1l TD1132,1130 ALLENTOWN, PA., JANUARY 31, 1855. I now wanted to know how he came to get the ducking and the churn sweating. At this Zeke burst into a loud haw, haw ! and says he, if you'll jist sit doWn on this pile of rails a minute, I'll tell you all about it, only you sco, Doctor, I want you to keep it shady, else if the gals about here find it out, they'll lease the day-lights out of me. " Well you see, doctor, I was satin' in the barn 'tother day cogitatin' over one thing iii: - another, when I began to recollect that there were goin' to be a quiltin' over to Deacon Sny der's, on the next Friday night ; so says Ito myself, right out loud, says I Zeekle, I guess as how a chicken about the size of this chap Will be somewhere about deacon Snyder's pre mises about the time of that quiltin'. Soon as the idee struck me, I started right up on an end and scratched cif for the house like a streak of greased lightnin' through a cane brake.— Mother was satin' in the kitchen peelin talus, and sister Sal she was stirriu' up squashes to make punkin' pie. Mother says I, and 1 squaked so sharp it nearly frightened the old critter into fits ; mother I've got an idee, what, you got an idee Zeke, says she, why I never .know'd that sich a thing troubled you in all creation. I tell you what doctor, that rather riled me : my dander ris right up to about four hundred and ninety-sic degrees below zero, and says I old woman, I havo got an idee, and I' guess as how you'll find it out too ; says I I'm goin' next Friday night to Deacon Snyder's quiltin', and if this chap don't put himself alongside of something in the shape of a female woman, my daddy's no judge of horned cattle. The old woman was always pokin' her fun at Inc. and I was all-fired riled, I tell you, I shook my head jist like a mad gander, and says L old . woman, git out. At that the old Critter burst right out loud a and says she, Zeke, you ain't got spunk enough ; you'd be frightened half to death at an old cloak and bonnet stuck on a broom stick. Well, says I, old woman, you'll see.' So when next Friday night came, just about sundown, 1 began to put on my fixhis', I con cluded it was best to look pretty smart. and cute on the.occasion ; so I jist slicked down my hair with a little hogs fat anti ile of peppermint, put on my gray bobtail coat, pinned Sal's laced night cap to my shirt bosom for a ruffle, and arter pnttin' on father's short breeches and strappiti"em down with'a pair of old gum sus penders, concluded, I began to look pretty Ca niptious I tell you what, I felt as it' I warn't to be sneezed at ; I shook my feet . fist as much as to say' go it boots,' and away I streaked it oft' for the Deacon's: when I got there, the house was chuck full. The gals had got thro' quiltin' ; the floor was sanded, and the way old Cuff was rippin' the hair of the horse over the bowels of the cat, was a caution to dead nig gers. I tell you what, doctor, when I heard that music and seed all them cute looking gals, it made my hair bristle up like a porcupine's, and my heart jump about like a little toad on a hot skillet ; now, says I, Zeke Beegle, let's see your spunk ; so arter takin' off my hat, and slickin down my hair with a little bit more of the hogs fat and ilc of peppermint that I'd wrapped up in a piece of paper and stuck in my pocket, and bitin' into a clove or two to make the breath sweet and takin', I streaked it right off across the room and sot myself down along side Deacon Snyder's daughter Lucy. SayS she, Mr. Beegle, how do you do ?' says I, • I'm pretty well, I thank you, how do you do ?' says she, I'm right smart, Zeekle, 'cept I've got a sort of pain in my breast.' You see I know'd that a little soft sawder was good once in while, so says I, ' Miss Lucy, I've got a pain. too ;' says she, ' Zeekle, whek abouts is your pain ?' says I, ` Miss Lucy, it's right abOuttny heart ;' says she, anti she . draived a breath a wheezing, turkey, ' liOd'iO is mine, too t '.. The ice was now broke,:and :the' Avay we chatted about the weather, and the gals, and the Par son's sartnons, and cattle, and quiltin,' and' corn-huskin's, and apple cuts, was a caution- The critter was tickled half to death, for she did nothing but laughond giggle, and wink at the gals and 'boys. We are just beginnin' to git sociable when the floor was cleared for a dance; and now, says I, if I don't show 'em how to go into the toe and heclspeculation, toy name is hot Zeke Beegle. Says I, Miss Lucy, shall .I have the pleasure of your company in a straight four ," thank you, Zeekle,'. says she, I'm very sorry, but I've jist engaged to dance With Si Faithorne ;' so I turned right short round on my heel, and says I, ' Miss Lucinda Bailey, shall I have the pleasure of dancin' a straight four with you ? I've just axed Miss Lucy Snyder, and she's engaged.' The way Miss Bailey looked daggers at me, war'ut slow.' '•I tell you,' Says.she, Zeko Beegle, if you wanted to dance With me, I you =tight have axed me fust ; I don't alloUr myself to be made a convehience of, no how ; and she turned round and shook her shoulders like a mad heifer. I'tell you what, doctor, I begun to git mad too, and I felt jist like lickin' all creation ; thinks I you darn'd old coots, you slon't git this chap ofl'without his havin' a little somethin' to say to sonic gal, nohow ; so 1 walks right up to Charity Mackintosh, and says I, Miss Charity, shall I have the pleasure of your com pany in a straight four V well says she, Zeekle, I don't know but what you mought ;' git out,. says I, hands off, and I jumped right straight up on an end, and says I, bowing very per litely, I'm your most absquotulous.' Old Cuff put it on the cat gut, and the way we hoed it down, was enough to frighten old Satan 'nto fits. Some how it appeared to me they all kept up a darn'd sort of a sniggerin', and old Cuff he showed his ivory, and rolled his eyes about till they looked like a couple of snow balls glistening in a coal hole. Directly Jam/. haphat Acres bawls right out ' Zeekle, what's the duty on leather,' and then they all haw hawed like a party of crazy loons. Says Miss Bailey, ` Zeckle, if you arn't keerful, lose something out of , your pockets with that. I went to fcelin' in the pockets of my bobtail, and there some on 'em had stuck a pair of Deacon Snyder's slippers in ono pocket, and an old boot leg iu the 'tother. Well, after the dance was over, we all sot down on the benches round about the room, and the old Deacon he handed round pies and all other kinds of sass. Says Miss Mackintosh to me, says she, Zeekle, what kind of pie do you like best?' (at the same time she had a chunk of apple pie in ono hand and a slice of punkin puddin ill the other,) says T, Miss Mackintosh, what kind o' sort o' pie do you prefer ? Says she, ` apple pie.' Says ''so do I.' 0, no,' says she, ' I forgot ;' I meat punkin puddin'." Law,' says 'so do I.' Well,' says she, don't you like both, Zeeklc ?' Says I, sartin, Miss Mackintosh,' and with that, the sarpint plastereJ one side cf my face' with the' apple pie, and 'tother side with the punkin', and there I sot, looking a'most like a drouMed Jackass, with the apples drippin' ciff one side, and the punkin' off 'tother. I tell you, Doctor, that last caper rather raised my Ebenezer, and says I, ' if that's the way you are going to sarve a fellow, your darned quillin's may go to (Lunation. Well, I went vat into kitchen and took a blanket out of the cradle. and, arter wipin' off the apple sass and punkin', started back to the dancing room. Jist then. Methusela Sigafoos steps of and, says he. ' %eel:le, if you'd like, I'll inter duce you to Miss Mehitable Brigham ; wetare gal' to break up shortly, and I know she will want some chap to see her home.' Says -T, ' letimsela, I'm jilt the critter;' and clr we started to where Miss Brigham was sittin'.— She was a cute lookin' one, I tell you. Says Methusela, Miss I3rOmm, I'll make you ac quainted with Mr. Zcekle Bugle, son of the Iron. llezekiah Beegle, and grandson of Jere miah Beegle, F.sq. Zeekle Beegle, this is Miss Mehitable Brigham. Jist then, that tarnal old critter, the Deacon was passin' round behind me, with a waiter chuck full of apples and glass es of cider, and, as I wentto bow to Miss Brig ham, I struck. the waiter, and cawallop went the apples and tuthblers in every direction.— There was a great squallin', then, I tell you same of the gals got tripped up, treadin' on the apples, and others was lamentin' dreadfully about the cider splashin' on their new calicoes and other dresSes. Thinks I, the sooner I git out of these scrapes, the better. So, says I, Miss Brigham, it's Bitten late ; shall I have the pleasure of scein' you to home ?" Well,' says she, Zeekle, as the night's putty 'dark, I don't care if you do.' Well: while the boys and gals was talkin' about startin', I fist slips out into the kitchen, and, artcr senrchin' round a while, gits'hold of nn arthcn pot full of soft soap, and sneakin' round into the hack room, where the gals had put their fixins, 1 jilt hap pencil somehow or other, to spill about a quart of it right into Charity Aide;kintosies bonnet.— I 'warn't. much sheered .alput it, i but I strealicd it out, of the , room 'Pretty sharp, and I guess tv.hen Miss. (iharify`went to put on her bonnet, hen . face•looked about • a's.lliek• as. mine dal; stuck full of apple pie.and punkin puildin'.— .Atter this conniptiou,.lgits Miss Brigham, and off we started; when we got opposite the old D6acon's barn . ; says Miss Brighain, bosses' hoofs 'alit% as easily soiled as morocco shoes.'— ' Why,' says she, ' what On airth do you mean; Zeekle ?' Why,' says I, I mean that I'm agoin' to git the old Deacon's mare out for you and Ito ride home on, for you see the night's all fired dark, and it's most oudacious muddy,' and with that, I slipped into the stable, got out c old critter, chucked a boss blanket over her for a saddle, and,.arter helpen' Miss Brigham to hind seat, got on myself. The dear little soul put her arms around Me, she said, for fear of fallin' off. I swot, I never felt half so good .and queer in all my life.. Well, after we had got right snugly fixed, I give the old mare a couple of digs with my heels ; and now, doc tor, I'm guin to tell you again, you keep shady. Well, you see, we streaked it along pretty well; till we come to the creels, near the old meetin' house, when instead of goin' over the bridge, cuss the old maize, she would go right through the water to drink. It had been rainin' for a day or two before, and the water was pretty well up, but I thought there warn% any danger, and concluded, after the old critter had enough to drink, she'd turn round and walk straight out : so, after she'd finished, I jist hits her a couple of cawallops with my heels and sings out, come along, old Doll,' and Away she started like a ravin' tearin' mad cat ; instead of turnin' round, shot rite across the water and begun a crawlin' up the opposite bank. Quick amost as she touched it, she slipped down on her hind legs hind slid us both off, right casouse into the water; I tell you what, I never was half so sheered in all my life.; says I, ' Miss Brigham, are you drowned ? Oh, no,' says she, Zeke but I tell you I'me pretty damp,' and with that, she scrambled up the bank; and commenced wringing ont her clothes. I tell you, but we was in a juicy picket, and if I didn't cuss all quiltin's and Deacon's old bosses, then my name's not Zckc ; the old mare I guess was frightened worse than I was, and she streaked it off in pretty short metre, I tell you ; arter gittiu' our selves up and pretty well shook out, we started fur squire Brigham's ; arter we got there, Miss Brigham opened the door, and says she, • Mr. Beegle, I'm much obliged to you foryour trouble and hope you will call again some other time,' and then she shut the door cawallop in my face. There I stood, shiverin' and shakin', and now, doctor, ifs feller ain't likely tso git cold after sich work, I don't know what kind of mutton he's made of. Thinks I, this does beat all nater ; if the devil ain't in the woman, then there is somethin' pretty muchlike him, that's all ; and off I started : I was ravin', tcarin' mad, but howmesover, before I got to home, owin' to the coldness of the night, and the duckin' I got, I was considerably cooled off, and says I to my: self, • since I've had an invite, if I don't call, again on Miss Brigham, you may take my head' for a punkin. Well, the very next Sunday night, there was a chap about ; my size seen streakin' it off towards squire Brigham's.— Now, the old squire he was out at the barn, fudderin', so I walks right up to him, and knowin' he was a pretty scientific sort of a chap,,l jist slicked down my hair a little, jerked up my shirt collar, and says L squire, how arc you ? it's quite a sort a kind of weather this ; quite a fogmatieal state of the atmosphere ; the thenomicon must a lowered up to about three feet 'tother side of sundown.: 'how do you do ?' says he, what's that your business V 'o,' says I, nothing in particular, squire.' Well,' sayS he, Zeekle Beegle, you ain't wanted about these premises, and the sooner you make tracks, the better,' and the old sarpint mo tioned at me with a pitch-fork, as much as to say, Zeekle Beegle, if Yon don't want a couple of ilet holes drilled in your carcase, you'd bet ter lean.' It don't take this chap long to take a hint, no-how, especially if it's a pretty point ed one ; so oil I put, but says Ito myself, old chap you don't git clear of this chicken jist yet,' so I slid round the barn yard towards the louse, and there I seed Miss Brigham settin all alone in the kitchen, singin' a psalm tune ; the moment she spied this chap, her face col ored up like a turkey gobleu, and says she, • Zeckle, why I didn't expect to see you to night, no how,' 0, says git out.' I then up and told her all about my chat with the old Squire, and axed her if she would keep compa ny with me that evening. Says she, Zeckle, wouldn't mind kcepi,:p: company with you, but Miler's terribly wrathP:rhout you, 'cause you got me rich a duckin' in the creek ; howmeso ever,' says she;' if you want to have my com pany, you must hide somewhere about the house unlit after the old folks have gone to bed.' Say.l, agreed Miss Brigham, any port in a storm,' says I ; so says she, ' Zeckle, there's a barrel churn over in the corner, there ; jist git yourself down into. that, and keep right quiet there till I 'dime back; I'm goin' over to Parson Evans' a, mimic, and I'll be right back agin.' So I. gits myself down into the churn and Miss Briglianii.she puts on the lid, And then started right straight off fur the Parson's ; of terl'de been in there about an liOur:1 began to think that Miss trigham was mighty slow a gitten' back, - tind says Ito ;well; Zeekle„a churn's well enough to keep milk, hut as Or any human critter lain' cooped up in one like. a ground hog, it's too darnation bad: was jist about raisin' up the lid to straighten up'fi little, when I heard the door open, and in conic the old squire and his wife ; the .way I•drafved back my, old calabash was nothin' to" nobody ; says Mrs. Brigham to the squire, I guess since Mehitable's Bono over to the Parson's and won't. likely be back right soon, I'll jist do up a little bit of churnin.' Thinks I, ' guess you won't do it in this churn, no how,' and I was ist twistin' myself round a little, when ofreome the lid, and down come a pot full of cream right on my carcase ; I swow, the duckin' I had down by the meetin'-houso warn't a circum; stance to it. I jumped right upon an end and gin an almighty sneeze, while the liquor, was strcamin down my head and shoulders ; I tell you what, I guess old amity thought the day of resurrection had come a little bit to soon ; the Old critter• went right into a fit of the• high strikes ; she dropped her milk-pot, andMhe way she scratched ILO kicked about the floor,. you'd a thought a passel of crazy loons had jist got out of bedlam ; after the old squire had got his breath, for ho was amazin' skeered NUMBER 17 Soon after the starting of the boat he 'went into the Cabin, and was soon in conversation• with the captain. Discovering that the cap tain was a bachelor, Frenchy was prolific int sympathy, declaring that he should die of grief if it were not for the company and caress es of his wife. ' Oh, as for that,' said the captain, ' I have the company of ladies much of the time, on board ; and the best of it is, they are all willing thal I should indulge in a little kissing with. them, sometimes." ' It's done!' replied the captain. The Frenchman took out his wallet ; btl i t could not find the amount. 'I find I has n 6 money, captain ; but I bet dis fiddle (holding up the instrument) ) no man ever kiss my littla woman !' Well,' rep!icd the captain, 4 I bet my ship and the whole cargo against your fiddle, that I can kiss your wif6 in two hours from now, if you will bring her into the cabin 'and then re tire yourself.' ME Accordingly, Frenchy brought down his wife, telling her that the captain wished to see her, and adding— Take care of yourself, little woman ; i don't know what kind of a man this captain is.' The Frenchman retired from the cabin ; but though he felt quite sure that his wife would repel indignantly any attempts which the cap tain might make to gain his bet, yet he was a little fearful of what' might happen. lie tho't lie might keep his wife in mind of him, by play ing and singing a little. gO going to a respect-. ful distance from the cabin door, ho commenc ed to sing, accompanying himself with his fa , - write instrument : • I don't know—suppose you try it P The captain did try it, most assuredly, azdt 'the ' little wornaereturned it as heartily.. Then, turning her eyes to the cabin door, aho sung in'a sweet *voice, a reply to her waiting; Spouse: . !You're late, my lot e, you're late, my laic,. • His arm is round, my middle Ile kissed me once, lie.kisscd•mo again—• dear,; youVO lose your fiddle P The little Vrenchnian burst open the door, caught up his wife,'and carried her off,'swear ing,vengeance on all sea captains generally,. and the Yankees in particular. It is no mono• than justice - to the captain to add, that ho didt not take the fiddle, but was porfdctly ended* with the.other results of the bet.. • ings ago, having been crossed in love, walkedL down to the Jordan bridge, gave one lingering. look at the stream beneath him, and thenwent. home, His body was found in bed.next •thorny [JThe young gentleman arrested for kiUlng an oyster, has been discharged. He proved that the oySter was rabid, and attomptol to bite him. This will learn pl;ople to keep their oysterS chained after this. [l:7 - Never take a paper more than ton yearns , without paying the printer, or at least sending: a lock of your hair to let hitn know that you,' aro about. 11:7% woman that does not love a flowitr particularly a son flower—deserves not taaw loved. says he, what on airth aro you loin' in my churn, Zeit° Beegle Nothin,' says I, iquire 'in particular,' and with that; the old feller. cotched up a boot-jack, and says ho, youisassy varmint„,,l'me a great mind to pound the day lights out of you ;' 'with, that I hopped out of the churn and scratched for the door, but the tarnal thing was fast; jist then,l happened to see a w;ndow open on 'tether side of the room and arter the old 'squire had chased me round the premises once-or twice 4 '4.ph to think it was about time I Was 'gittin'out there ; so I. made a jump with all my might., and out I went ; but I didn't land where I thought I would', by a long way ; I went right slap into the old squire's swill-tub, that was-sittin' under the winder, and when I got out, if I wasn't , juicy, jest shake me ; arter I got out o' that scrape, I put for home, and I railly believe s . doctor, it was the milk, swill and water that gave me that spell of sickness.' " Well, Zeke,"says the probability is r that your attack of sickness was brought about by your triple ducking ; but as you have now fairly recruited, you must forget the past, for give Charity Mackintosh, the old squire and Mailable, and hope as Jacob Faithful says,. ' For better luck next time.' " The French Fiddler's Bet. , A little French fiddler and his wifo, who+ gained a livelihood by teaching the art of danc ing, wore on board a steamer on the Minis-. sippi, a short time since. They had got short• of funds, and having got run out in the last place where they had stopped, were' changing• their spots' for a more favorable opportunity to+ engage in their profession of'teaching. The• Frenchman was extravagantly fond of his wife,. and withal, very chary of her, often boasting that no man could be allowed by her to take even the small liberties with her charms which, are usually winked at by husbands. But a little affair occurred, which shook the poorrnan'o. belief in this delusion. ' You mean you kiss 'em all ?' said our he •o. ' I bet you five dollar, you no kiss my ittle woman r 'I goes it—you lose your ship and cargo, Be trim, my love, be true, my love, Be true for a couple of hours ; Be true, my love, be true, my love; And the ship and cargo's ours.' After ho had finished, the captain said to tho ady— ' Your husband seems extremely anxious= bout you—l , suppose it would half kill him! o have another man kiss his wife, wouldn't . 117-A young man in this place, a few even•
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