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(tMxteen lines make a square. Absolute acquiescence in the decisions of the majority, the vital principlo of Republics, from which there is no appeal but to force, the vital principle and immediato parent of despotism. Jirrmso. lly Masscr & lulcly. Sunbiiry, Northumberland Co. Pa. Saturday, Sept. 11, IS 11. Vol. I--Xo. L. TERMS OF THE " AMERICAX." TUB VETO. When Johnny Bull demands Mac Cloud, And struts and atnmps, with language loud, The Fox will have to tktte O ; And Uncle 8am. upon my life, Will reason with a Bowie knife, And stab him with a veto. When Uncle Sam asked Pailey Vous, To pay him up the spoils then due, The merchants' losa to meet O ; Saya he, if you don't answer me, I'll grease you with old Hickory, And slap on you veto. When Uncle Sam a courting went, Mias Caroline gave consent, And smiled her lord to meet O ; But soon the breeches she would toat, On him she put a petticoat, ( And choak'd him with a veto, When'er I see a lady fair, Ju-t married, pull her husband's hair; And him with passion greet O ; I'm apt to think she rules the roast, And tickles him with tea and toast, Made up into a veto. When I behold a dandy brave, Stup'd by his tailor on the pave, So beautiful and neat O : If he should aiy, I've got no "ouilt," I cannot sign these bankrupt biilt, I'll swear that is a veto. If to the Bar a poet gne, To wet hia throat and warm his toes, No cash the wine to meet O ; If then I hear the words "you must Pay up, I can no longer trust," Oh ! Lord, that is a veto. When to a lady f.iir you bow, And breathe her many a tender vow, And get in love so sweet O ; If she should say, you are a fool, And point you to a pubic school, Ah ! that's a matchless veto. One day a lady with a fop, In South, near Market, chanced to drop Her bustle in the street O ; The boys, all gathering round to grieve, Swore 'twas the ariake that tempted Eve, But no 'twas Nature's veto. MlLrOKD Babu. From the Democratic Review. DEATH IX THE SCOOL-UOO.M. A FACT. Ting a ling-ling-ling, went the little bell on the eichei's desk of a village school one morning, vhen the studies of an earlier part of the day were ibout half completed. It was well understood that his was a command of silence and attention ; and when those had been obtained the master spoke. lie was a low, thick-set man, and his name was Lugare. "Boys," said he, "I have had a complaint enter ed, that last night some of you were stealing fiuit from Mr. Nichols's garden. I rather think I know the thief. Tim Barker, atep up here, sir." The one to whom he spoke came furwar J. lie v&s a light, f.iir looking boy of about fourteen , and lis face had a laughing, good humored expression, which even tho charge now preferred against him, ind the stern tone and threatening look of the .eacher, had not entirely dissipated. The coun- enance of the boy, however, was too unearthly i'air "or health ; it had nowithstanding ita fWl.y, cheer ul look, a aingular cast, as if some inward, disease, ind that a fearful one, were cea.-d wi' uin. As tho tripling stood before that place of judgement that place, so often made ihe sc'.na of heartless and :oarse brutality, of timid ir.r.ocence confused, help ess childhood outraijc.',, in j gcntle feelings crushed Lugare looked on him with a frown, which plainly told that h.e ftt j no very pleasant mood. Happily a wc ,,jer lnj more philosophical system s proving t men ln,t Khools can be governed bet er than '0y isi,es, and tears, and sighs. We are waxing towsril that consummation when one of the ''.j fashioned achoulmasters, with his cowhide, hi heavy birch rod, and his many ingenious methods of child torture, will be gaied upon as a scorn-d memento of an ignorant, cruel, and exploded doc trine. May propitious gales speed that day ! "Were you by Mr. Nicholas garden fence last night 1" said Lugare. "Yes, sir," answeicd the boy, "I was." "Well sir, I am g11' to fl"J vou 10 rf,Jy w"n your confession. And so you thought you could do a Utile robbing, and enjoy yourself in a manner you ought to be ashamed to own, without being pun i.hed, did you 1" "I have not been robbing," replied the boy quick ly. His face was suffused, whether with resent v nient or fright, it was difficult to tell. "And I did'nt do aoy thing last night that I'm ashamed to own." No impudence," exclaimed the teacher, pas sionately, as he grasped a long and heavy rattan ; m none of vour sharp speeches, or I'll thrash you till you lg like a dog." The youngster's face paled a little j his lip quiv- ered, but he diU not speak. "And pray, air," continued Lugare, aa the out ward aigna of wrath diaappeared from hia feutuiee. What were you about the garden for ! Peihaps you only received the plunder, and had an accom plice to do the more dangerous part of the job V "I went that way because it is on my way homo. I I was there again afterward to meet an acquain tance ; and and but I did r.ot go into the gar den, nor take any thing away from it. I would not steal, hardly to aave myself from starving." "You bad better have stuck to that last evening. You were seer., Tim Barker, to come from under Mr. Nichols's garden fence, a little after nine o' clock, with a bag full of something or other over your ahoulders. The bag had every appearance of being filled with fruit, and this morning the melon beds are found to have been completely cleared. Now, air, what was there in that bag 1" Like fire itself glowed the face of the detected lad. He spoke not a word. All the school had their eyea directed at him. The perspiration ran down his white forehead like rain drops. "Speak, sir !" exclaimed Lugare with a loud strike of his rnttsn on the desk. The boy looked as if he would faint. But the unmerciful teacher, confidont of having brought to light a criminal, and exulting in the idea of the se vere chastisement he should now be justified in in flicting, kept working himself up to a alill greater and greater degree of passion. In the meantime, the hoy secmeil hardly to know what to do with him self. His tongue cleavej to the roof of his mouth. Either he was very much frightened, or he was ac tually unwell. "Speak, I say," again thundered Lugare, and his hand, grasping his rattan, towered above his head in a very significant manner. "I hardly can, air," said the poor fellow faintly. His voice was hu?ky and thick. "I will tell y iu some some other time. Please to let me go to my aeat I an't well." "Oh yes, that's very likely," and Mr. Lugare bulged out his nose and cheeka with contempt. "Do you think to make mo believe your lies! I've found you out, sir, plainly enough, and I am satisfied that you are as precious a little villian as there is in the State. But I will postpone settling with you for an hour yet. I shall call you up a- gain: and if you don't tell the whole truth then, I will give you something that'll make you remem ber Mr. Nicholoa s melons for many a month to come go to your seat." Glad enough of the ungracious permission, and answering not a sound, the child crept tremblingly to bis bench. He felt very strsngely dizzy more as if he was in a dicam than in real life, and laying his arms on his desk, bowed down his face between them. The pupils turned to their accustomed stu dies, for during the reign of Lugate in the village school, they had been used so to scenes of violence and aevere chastisement, that such things made but little interruption in the tenor of their way "ISow, wliile ttie intervening hour la passing wo will clear up tho mystery of the Lag, and ol young Duiker being under the garden fence on tho proceeding night. Tho boy's molhit waa a wi dow, and they both had to live in the very narrow est limits. His fuiher had died when he wa? ii years old, and littlo Tim was left a sickly euiacia' ted infant, whom no one expected to live laiiy sweet fountains in which children's breasts ever open quickly at the call of gentleness and kind words, he waa feared by all for hia sternness, and loved by none. I would that he were an isolated instance in his profession. The hour of grace had drawn to a close, and tho time approached at which it was usual for Lugare to gie his school a joyfully received dismission. Now and then one of the scholars would direct a furtive glance at Tim, sometimes in indifference or inquiry. 1 hey Knew mat no would nave no mercy ahown him, and though most of them loved him, whipping was too common there to exact much sympathy. Every inquiring glance, howev er, remained unsatisfied, for at the end of the hour Tim remained with his faco completely hidden, and hia head bowed in his arms, precisely as he had leaned himself when he first went to his seat. Lu gare looked at the boy occasionally with a scowl which seemed to bode vengeance for his aullenness. At length the last class had been heard, and the last lesson recited, and Lugare seated himself be hind his desk on the platform, with his longest and stoutest rattan before him. "Now, Barker," he said, 'we'll settle that little business of yours. Just step up here. Tim did not move. The school-room wai as atill as the grave. JNot a sound, was to be neoru ex cept occasionally a lonn drawn breath. Mind me, air, or it will be the worse for you. Step up here a n J t.ike off your jacket !" The boy did not atir any more than if ha had been of wood. Lugare shook with passion. He sat still a minute, aa if considering the be.t way to wreak hia vengeance. That minute, pas-ed in deathlike silence, was a fearful one for some of the children, for their facea whitened with fright. It seemed, as it slowly dropped awsy, like the minute which precedrs the climsx of an exquisitely per- formed tragedy, when soma mighty master of the histronic art is treading the stage, and you and the multitude around you are waiting with stretch'd nerves and suspended breath, in expectation of the terrible catastrophe. "Tim ia asleep, sir," at length said one of the boys who sat near him. Lugare, at this intelligence, allowed his fcslures to relax from their expression of savage anger into a smile, but that smile looked more malignant, if possible, than hia former scowls. It might be that he felt amused at the horror depicted on the faces of those about him : or it might be that he waa gloat ing in pleasure on the way in which be intended to wake the poor little slumberer. 'Asleep, are you, my young gentleman !" anid he, let us see if we can't find something to tickle your eyea open. There's nothing litjo making the best of a bud case, boys. T'Tn, here, is determined not to be worried in b's mind about a little flogging, for tho thought of it can't even keep the little scoun drel awatf," Lugaio smiled again as he made the last observa tion. Ho grasped his raitan firmly and descended from his seat. Wlla ligtil anu steanny sier s ne crossed the room, and Blood by the unlucky sleeper. months. To the surprise of all, hgv-evei, (he poor The boy was still as unconscious of his impending child kept alive, and seemed In, recover his health, us he certainly did his si'j aJ cooj looks. This was owing to the k'',d oP.'ices of an eminent physi- cian, who had a country seat in the neighborhood, and who d been interested in the widow's littlo fami'y, r-jrni l,e physician suid, might possibly outgrow his disease, but every thing was uncertain. It was a mysterious and baffling malady; and it would not be wonderful if he should in some mo ment of apparent health be suddenly taken away. The poor widow was at first in a continual stute of uneasiness, but several years had now passed, and none of the impending rvils had fallen upon the boy's head. His mother seemed to feel confident that he would live, and be a help and honor to hrr old age, and the two struggled on together mutual ly happy in each other, and enduiing much poverty and discomfort without repining, each for the other's sake. Tim's pleasant disposition had made him many fiienda in the village, and among the rest a young farmer, named Jones, who with his elder brother worked a large firm on shares. Jones voiy fre quently made Tim a present of a bag of potatoes or coin, or some garden vegetables, which he lok from his own stock ; but as his partner was a par aimonious, high tempered man, and had often said that Tim was an idle fellow, and ought not to be helped because he did not work, Jones generally made hia gifts in such a manner thl no one knew any thing about them except himself and the grate. ful oljt cts of his kindness. It m ght be, too, that the widow waa loth to have it understood by the neighbors that she received food from any one, fir there is often an excusable pride in people of her condition, which made them shrink from being con sidered as objerts of "charity," as they would from the severest pains. On Ihe night in question, Tim had been told that Jonea would send them a bag of punishment as ever. He mihl be dicaming aome golden dream of youth and pleasure ; perhaps he was far away in the world of fanry, seeing scenes, unJ feeling delights which cold reality never can bestow. Lugare lifted his rattan high over his head and with a true anl expert aim which he had ac quired by long practice, brought it down on Tim's back with a foice and whacking sound which seem ed sufficient to awake a freezing man in hia last le thargy. Quick and fist, blow followed blow. With out waiting to see the effect of the first cut, the bru tal wretch plied his instrument of torture first on one side of the boy's back, and then on the ether, and only stopped at tho end of a few minutes from verv weariness, still J im MioweJ no signs oi mo tion ; and as Lugare, provoked at his torpidity, jei- ked away one of the child's arms, on which he bad been leaning over the desk, hia head dropped down on the board with a dull sound, and his face lay turned up and exposed to view. When Lugare saw it, he stood like one transfixed by a basilisk. his countenance turned to a leaden whiteness; the rattan dropped from his grasp ; and his eyes, stretch ed wide of en, glared as at some monstrous specta cle of horror and death. 1 he aweat started in great gbibules seemingly from every pore in his face; his skinny lips contracted, and showed his teeib; and when he at length stretched forth Ins arm, and with the end of one of his fingers touched the child's cheek, each limb quivered like the tongue of a suuke, and Ins strength seemed as though it wou d momentarily fail him. The boy waa dead ! He had probably been ao for aome lime, for his ryes were turned up, and his body waa qe.ite eald. The widow was now childless loo. Death waa in the school-room, and Lugare had been flogging a corpse. W. W. Another Cirartl Dead. Tho rich Brevourt, of New York, potstoes, and the place at which they, were to be died recently, at the age of 100 years, waiting for him was fixed at Mr. Nichols's garden He Will) tWO Other brothers UOUgni O fence. It was this bag that Tim had been seen I riginally three strips of land, running staggering undei, and which caused the unlucky boy from the Bowery to the 5th H Venue, be- to be accused and convicted by his teacher as a tween Btll and Hill Streets, lew l oi k. thief. That teacher was one little fitted for this important and responsible office. Hasty to decide. and inflexibly severe, he wss the tenor of the little world he ruled ao despotically. Punishment he seemed to delicti, in. Knowing little of those lie held on to his shair, and although it cost but &500, it is now worth over two millions of dollars ! So the world wags. Some grow rich without labor, others starve with all their im ustry. From the Lancatttr Age. Reformed Drunkards. A delegation from the Baltimore Washington Temperance Society, com posed of Messrs. Stansbury and Mi chael, have been laboring among us for the last seven days with some degree of success. The citizens have become enlisted in the principles which they aavocate, and .me taking hold ot the subject in a deliberate manner. On Monday evening Messrs. otans- bury and Michael addressed a large company of gentlemen that assembled belore the south side ol the court house in Centre square, when a number signed the pledge. On Tuesday evening the court house was crowded by ladies and gentlemen ; Christian Buchman, Esq. presided, and after the meeting came to order, Mr. E. Michael gave some parts of Ins experience in intemperance as follows : It may appear strange to you, my friends, that I appear before you this evening, to relate my experience in in temperance, and the numerous dillicul ties and evils which beset me while leading a life of folly and drunkenness ; they are days that are as wormwood and gall to my heart ; I would fain ob literate them" from my memory, and leave them in the darkness of oblivion, but I am urged by the feeling that my example may serve as a lesson to o- thers who arc about treading the same path which led me to so much unhappi ness in my early life, and I therefore cheerfully waive every consideration for the purpose of endeavoring to re deem my lost brother. In my earlier years I was subject to the guidance of tender parents no wish ungratitied, of a moral character. All passed smoothly as the unruffled waters in my juvenile days; pearly hope glistened before me as the sun beam; they were days, however, that soon passed around and left me misera ble when I should have been most buoy ant and cheerful. My father, at his death, bequeathed to me a sufficiency to keep me comfortable all my days. At length the destroyer came in all his bright and alluring colors, leading me by degrees into a vortex or eddy which had nigh forever ruined me. I com menced the career of moderate drink ing, trusting in my own power to dis continue its use w hen it seemed meet and proper to my mind. I commenced the career of moder ate drinking, together with a large cir cle of associates and acquaintances, and our resort soon became the tavern, where we were introduced to Wine, then came the stronger intoxicating drinks with the most direful results. 1 subsequently drank to such an excess, that I became one of the most abando ned outcasts on the face of the earth; riDe for all scenes of disorder and drun kenness. I grew so low in life that I attempted suicide, but was rescued in the act and raised from a drunkard's grave, and stand here to-night as though I was one raised from the silent dead. Intemperance has completely swept my fireside, nor has it left me stock or stone; it has alienated the affections of mv wife who is now living with another man. Long did my children live under the imnression that I was dead ! The earth may yield her increase, but hu man nature can never restore to mo what I have lost. 1 have wandered up on the broad face of the earth, a va grant, despised by all, known by none, save one, my mother, who hoped a gainst hope; it appears the worse I grew, tho tighter she held to that hope, nor has that hope been disappointed. The Washington Temperance Society has claimed me, the dispised one ; it has bee.) to me the good Samaritan ; it has poured oil into my wounds, and set mo ; on my feet again. Uod works in a mysterious wuy. 1 believe trie society of drunkards to be one of his agencies when the united w isdom of the world was baffled in their projects for the re clamation of the poor inebriate, it has accomplished a mighty work. The truth is sealed, the Drunkard can be saved, I stand here a living witness 1 In my early career I mingled in the best of society, and frequented the most respectable hotels in the city of Balli more ; but mark mv end : I became so reduced and sunk in degradation after wards, that with tottering steps and trembling limbs I would seek out some obscure groggery, and there procure a beggarly cent's worth of whiskey, and having obtained it, 1 could not w ith one hand raise it to mv mouth ; it required I would clutch the glass with my teeth. When I starled in life, no person ab horred Drunkenness more than I did ; no man was firmer in his principles, but alas, 1 tell, nor am 1 alone in this, llow many thousands have been wrecked up on this shoal I When I signed, rthe Washington temperance society pledge I signed it to be free I was a slave in body and intellect ; I enjoyed not the bounties of this earth ; they were with held by the ruthless chains of the mon ster the appetite demanded all my means; it wrenched them from my hands as fast as obtained ; I signed that pledge as our fathers did the Declara tion of Independence. I am free, and with the Almighty's support I will re main so while life lasts. But what is my condition now, after being reduced to tho veriest dreg of hu manity. I am again restored to socie ty, to my mends and relatives wnn a welcome and a kindness which makes mv heart exult. Have I not cause to rejoice that I am liberated ? My aged mother, who for a long period scarce raised her eyes from the ground, tear ing the scoffs of the world upon her misguided son, she now walks erect, she looks ten years younger, llow can l ever repay her the debt of gratitude which I owe her. At best we ow e all to our "nearest parent," but peculiarly do I stand indebted to my mother I can never pay this debt. But she is re joiced, she says, her "prayer is heard, she is satisfied." The drunkard can be reclaimed, no matter how long he may be sunk. I have experienced intemperance in all its stages, from the vindictive stare of the madman, to the unmeaning gaze of the idiot. If ever a man felt the tor ments of hell upon this earth, I believe I have; in imagination I have been af flicted with the damned, as depicted in the Revelation. 1 beseech every man within the sound of my voice to sign the abstinence pledge ; I invoke vou as Christians and philanthropists to move on the car of temperance, and crush every vestige of intemperance by its wheels. The young, the old and middle aged are nil in duty bound to aid us in this work. Royal Itreakfast Tattle. Her M . And you like the goat milk diet, AU It is "most nutritious, Railways and Steam power 3GOO Years sgo. The Lost Arts of the Ancient E ovptians. If the Thebans, 1&00 years before Christ, knew less in some depart ments of useful knowledge than our selves, they also in others knew more. They possessed the art of tempering copper tools so as to cut the hardest granite with the most minute and brilli ant precision. This art we have lost. Again what mechanical means had they to raise and fix the enormous imposts on the lintels of their temples nt Kar- nac ? Architects now confess that they could not raise them by the usual me chanical powers. Those means must, therefore, be put to the account of tho "lost arts." That they were familiar with the principle of Artesian wells has been lately proved by engineering in vestigations carried on while boring for water in the Great Oasis. That they were acquainted with the principle of the railroad is obvious, that is to say, they had artificial causeways, levelled, direct, and grooved, (the grooves being anointed with oil,) for the conveyance from great distances of enormous blocks of stone, entire stone temples, and collossal statues of half the height of the monument. Remnants of iron, it is said, have lately been found in these grooves. Finally, M. Arrago has ar gued that they not only possessed a know ledge of steam-pow er, which they employed in the cavern mysteries of their Pagan freemasonry, (the oldest in the world, of which the pyramids were the lodges,) but that the modern steam engine is derived, through Solomon do Caus, the predecessor of Worcester, from the invention of Hero, the Egyp tian engineer. Westminster Review. and you certainly improve upon it. Albert. 'Tis ver sveet and goot, my lof, and v ill give me strength, w hich I ver much need ; for dc pother about deVig pisiness, and du lying de first stones, and do anxiety caused you by de fretting about tie election disappoint ments have made as vcak in de poty as de Vigs in spirit. Her M You really alarm me, for I fancied you evinced symptoms of inceptive consumption, till Sir James Clarke assured me to the contrary. Albert. Stuff, my lof, all stuff, as nastv as vot he make me swallow. But de goal's milk is delicious. Ver do de goats come from T Her M . In mv dominions. -Yes, my lof. . They are reared in Albert. Her M-Wales. Albert. Ah! I see, dev come from i whales; from de great fishes. cr goot ; but I never heard of luctcous nu triment from big fishes before. Her M . Albert, when will you learn the idium of our language? How stupid you are ; I spoke of Wales, not whales. Albert. Ila, ha, I clearly see, my lof; I drink de milk of de Velsh goat, and I get strong, and, and, my lof, de physician prescribe de Velsh goat milk to rear nnd bring forth de Prince of Vales. Clever, Sir James, ver clever ver goot. Prince Albert recently laid the cor ner stone of an infant Orphan Assylum, at Wanstead. English Knavery. They may talk as much as they please about wooden nutmegs and cucumber seeds; these are nothing to tho English tricks. It has been discovered that a parcel of fellows in London paint sparrows so dexterously to resemble bulfinches, that thev sell lor a crown apiece. An old gentleman lately gave 10 shillings for a pair of these mocking birds. Oil ot Coca koacb. The French paper aay that a Chemist at Havre has obtained twenty qu r s of good lamp oil fiom aevi ntcen tunnels of Ct ck loaches. We thould like to make a contract with this philosopher f r the supply of the inaierial for the ' essential oil" of Muauuetoes; furnishing him A Delightful Scene. We understand that Capt. Moore, of the United States Navy, recently for ti e first lime since his station at this place, shipped a crew on board his vessel. At night, he informed them that he was in the habit of reading his Bible every night, and if they choose they might join him ; and all, with one accord, came forward, so that the open skylights above the cabin were surrounded with heads, intently listening to the voice of their commander, as he read the word of life. He then commended them to God, and bid them good night. Soon after, there came along a pleasure boat, with a party of gentlemen and ladies, who were engaged agreeable to the a postoliral injunction, being merry in singing psalms. As they came near, some of the crew sung out, "Captain we know that tune !" "Well, replied he, strike the next verse." So they all struck it, and sung the following verso with great enthusiasm, and the compli ment was returned from the boat with waving of handkerchiefs. Ace. As the boat, passing round again ncatrd the ship, the sailors called out, "Captain, wc know the Missionary Ilvmn!" "Well. then, sing it," he replied. So they struck up, at the top of their voices 'r roni w. enlind a i cy Mountain-. And thus, instead of the evening beinp passed in the forecastle singing obsceni and profane songs, as often it is witl seamen, they were lingering about tht captain s door, singing hymns, till tarn to "turn in. Uoston Record. half a bust. el or so, for aa much of their oil aa would the united effort ot both, and even then J afford light enough to kill them by. X V. cur. True Philosophy. Last Saturday, during the seven rain, a lady passenger in the stage run ning between Nazareth and Philadcl ' phia, discovered her band box on tin top of the coach, unprotected and dren died w ith rain. To the surprize of e very one she gently begged that i might not be forgotten by the driver ns it contained a valuable new bonne; Very soon the stage was in motion, Lu a passenger, in attempting to pull dowi a curtain, threw both the ill-fated band box and heavy leather trunk into th road ! The lady owner expressed sotm surprize, and smilingly regretted the oc currence. The stage was stopped aiu found the trunk had fallen upon the t. j of the band-box and crushed it, bonne and ribbons, in the mud ! Now an out break was expected, but hot an ill-na tured word followed not an audil!- murmur, fche smiled with otners o the misfortune, but no indignant word or looks were visible. Here was band box crushed and a new bonm spoiled ! "What a severe trial for lady's temper," said one. "What a admirable wife such a woman woul make," said another. Unfortunatel; it was found upon inquiry, that she w; bovond reach she was a married h dy'' Phil. Amer.
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