The Alleghanian. (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, January 12, 1860, Image 1

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Fiftf.sivrer'.n a.- irTCIIIASO'Y.
VOL. 1.
LIST OF POST OFF1CLS. OjTu-es. Post Masters. Districts.
Beau's Creek, Joseph Uraham, Yoder.
IJethel Station, Joseph S Mardis, Blacklick.
Ciirrolkown, Benjamin Wirtner, Carroll.
Chess Span;", Dual. Litziuger, Chest.
I'ressun, John J. Troxell, Washint'n.
Eluusburg. M. C. M'Cague, Ebensburg.
Fallen Timber, Isaac Thompson, "White,
tl.illit.'m. J. M. Christy, Gallitzin.
Glen Council. J jseph Gill, Chest.
Hemlock, v.i. M'Gough, Washt'n.
Jolinstowu, H. A. Boggs,
Loretto, U'm. Gwinn,
iliiu-ral Point, E. Wissinger,
Minister, A. Durbin,
IVrshing, Francis Clement, Conem'gh.
i t;niiiie, .vnurew j. r erra! rtusi ban.
liDSei.inu, o. . Uowman,
rt. Augustine, Joseph Mover,
Sc i'.p Level, George Conrad,
Soiiuian, B. M Colgan,
Simiuierhill, Wm. Murray,
.Siiminit, Miss M. Gillespie Washt'n.
Y.'ilinore, Andrew Beck, S'nimerhill.
J'rts'jiftrinn Rev. D. Harbison, Pastor.
Preaching every Sabbath morning at 10$
o'i lock, and in the evening at 2 o'clock. Sab
!u:'u School at 1 o'clock, P. M. Prayer meet
in;,' every Thursday evening at 6 o'clock.
( t!i'(li.t Kpiscopal Church Rev. J. Shaxe, her in charge. Rev J. M. Smith, As
sistant. Preaching every .Sahbath, alternately
a; lu o'clock in the morning, or 7 in the
tvi-mnir. babbath bchool at 9 o clock. A. M.
Prayer meeting every Thursday evening at 7
Welch Independent Rev. Ll. R. Powell.
I'aitor. Preaching every Sabbath morning at
I' o'clock, and in the evening at 6" o'clock.
S.ibliath School at I o'clock, V. M. Prayer
wi-etiiig on the first Monday evening of each
mmth ; and on every Tuesday, Thursday
and Friday eveuing, excepting the first week,
iu each month.
Calvinistic Methodist Rev. John W1LI4AMS,
Pa.itor. Preaching every Sabbath evening at
2 0 o'clock. Sabbath School at 10 o'clock,
A. M. Prayer meeting every Friday evening
at 7 o'clock. Society every Tuesday evening
at 7 o'clock.
. triples Rev. Wm.Lloyo, Pastor PreacU
la? every Sabbath morning at 10 o'clock.
Particular JiaptistsRKY. David Jkskins,
Pastor. Preaching every Sabbath evening at
3 o'clock. Sabbath School at 1 o'clock, P. M.
Catholic Key. M. J. Mitciikll, Pastor.
Services every Sabbath morning at 10$ o'clock
anJ Vespers at 4 o'clock iu the eveuing.
EREXsssnir; mails.
E.istern, daily, at 12 o'clock, A. M.
U,t.Tii, " ut 12 J " A. M.
K.i'terii, daily, at Cj o'clock, A. M.
Ur.-t.iu, at tj " A. M.
SCVThe Mails from Butler,Indiana, Strongs
ton ti. Ac, arrive on Tuesday and Friday of
-i-h week, at .r o'clock, P. M.
Leave Kl'ensburg on Mondays and Thurs
days, m 7 o'clock, A. M.
KJThe Mails from Newman's Mills, Car
rolltown, &c., arrive on Monday and Friday of
cm h week, at 3 o'clock, P. M.
Leave Ebenabur? on Tuesdays and Satnr-
!.vs at 7 o'clock, A. M.
Post Office open on Sundays from 9
to lu o'clock, A. M. stiBi:niLi:.
Wen Express Train, leaves at 9.45 A. M.
Mail Train, "
8.48 P. M.
fi.24 P. 31.
10.00 A. M.
C.30 A. M.
E.v;t v
Mail Train,
' Fast Line,
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Judnes of the Courts. President. Hon. Geo.
Taylor, Huntingdon ; Associates, George W.
'iiey, uicnara Jones. Jr.
Prothonotary. Joseph M'Donald.
Clerk to Prothonotary. Robert A. M'Coy.
Register aud Recorder. Michael Hasson."
It'PuUl Reaister and Recorder. John Scan-
Sheriff. Robert P. Linton.
I'eputy Sheriff. George C. K. Zahm.
J'ttrirt Attorney. Philip S. Noon.
Countu Commissioners. John Bearer. Abel
Lloyd, David T. Storm.
Clerk to Commissioners. George C. K. Zahm.
Counsel to Commissioners. John S. Rhey.
Treasurer. George J. Rodgers.
Poor House Directors. William Palmer.
David 0 Harro. Michael M'Guire.
Poor House Treasurer. George C. K. Zabm.
Poor House Steward. James J. Kay lor.
Mercantile Appraiser. Thomas M'Connell.
Auditors. Kees J. Llovd. Daniel Cobaucrh.
Henry Hawk.
lounty Surveyor. Henry Scanlan.
' oroner. l'eter Dougherty.
Superintendent of Common Schools
-S. B.
tni:sniR iior. officers.
Justices of the Peace. DavM ir i!ni.i.ric
Harrison Kinkead. '
Hurgest. John D. ITughes.
town Council. Andrew Lewis. Joskiia. D
1 arrish, David Lewis, Richard Jones, Jr., M.
S. llarr.
Clerk to Council. James C. Noon.
P'lTouijk Treasurer. George Gurley.
Weigh Masters. Davis & Lloyd.
School Directors. M. 0. M'Cague, A. A.
Ijarker, Thomas M. Jones, Reese S. Llovd,
t-lward Glass, William Davis.
Treasurer of School Board. Evan Morgan.
Constable. George Gurley.
Tux Collector. George Gurley.
Attestor. Richard T. Davis.
J" -h of A7rr,Vn.l)avid J. Joneo.
David H. Roberti, Daniol O.
Written for The Allegiiasiak.
Tlie Old Wooden Church.
Half hidden it stands, that old frame church,
Decaying, ruined, alone,
Where the wild birds 'mong the green leaves
Where the mosses for years have grown.
Great cobwebs creep o'er the windows low,
And broke is the quaint brown door;
While shadows creep o'er the clanib'ring vines,
And sleep on the dust- floor.
But pastor and people where are they?
The grave stones answer you, "passed away."
The tall grass waves o'er the woodland path,
And the wild flowers bloom as lair
As they used to do, when the worshippers
Up to that house for prayer.
The stand where the Bible once had lain,
Is a home for the flying bat,
And the high-backed chair is-covered with
Where the good old pastor sat.
And the sentinel oak that guarded the door
Has goue like the rest, forevermore.
Ten years ! ten years ! seems a long, longtime,
Since I sought that grand old wood
With a burning cheek, and a wandering eye,
In that oh, frame building stood.
I remember the lightning's blinding flash,
Aud the thunder's threatening roar
And the heavy fall of the sentinel oak,
That guarded the old church door.
I remember how frightened I Avas that day,
When the storm swept part of the wall away.
'Tis past I both the storm and j carshave passed,
But that building frail and old
Still keeps its place on that vine-clad hill,
'Neath the poplar's wealth of gold.
To a splendid church on the village green,
The modern worshippers go ;
While over the olden villagers
The long fringed mosses grow.
Half shadows creep round the graye-stones
And each coffin for years has been wrapped
iu mould.
There's the same for us ail there's a f pot of
ground, ;
There's the coflin, the bier, and the shroud;
Alike for the peasant, alike for the peer
For the gifted, the brave, and the proud.
How can ye dance on o'er the yawning grave,
While but green turf covers your tomb,
And the sexton stands to throw it aside
He cares not how, or for whom ?
Dance on dance on ! ye thoughtless and gay
With the nest fleet breath yc niaypass away.
O, to think, to think how the worms will crowd
By hundreds into our bed,
How the bright dark eye that sparkles with
Must close with the sileut dead
How the brow will pale, and the eye grow dim,
When the dread king adds to his sheaves.
Aud they'll carry the form to the grave-yard
And lay it beneath the leaves,
Where the violets whisper 83 they grow,
Ye must sleep like the rest of the dead below.
January 12, 1CC0. Jennie.
SrKCiMEXS or I-loquexce. As a spe
cimen of Yankee eloquence, take the fol
lowing speech made by a famous Tulip
Seminary orator, who, referring to the
land of the bowie-knife and the repudia
tor, asks :
"filiall Arkansas somnambulate in drea
my indifference, her fertile soil, her flow
ing rivers, her diversitied minerals, beck
oning onward, aud crying out iu mute
muniliecnce, progress and advancement ;
while above and beneath her the roar of
mighty nature, struggling in the potency
of her omnipoteuey, bids onward, and
around her everywhere the noise of the
hammer of enlightened advancement trum
pets the onward ami the upward march of
the world ? Echo of course cannot but
answer, No !"
Another speaker asks in the course of
his speech in the Missouri Legislature :
"What do gentlemen want? Is corn
so dear and hoecake so sweet as to be pur
chased only at the price of having the
State garrisoned by our enemies? Forbid
it, Jeremiah ! Po you want the institu
tions of your State reduced to the condi
tion of affairs away down iu Georgia,
where a plantation consists of two over
seers and one nigger ? (Applause.) As
the poet says, "I'd rather be a long, man
my, strange, yeller dog, with a bob tail,
and bay at the moon," than not to say,
this is me own, mc native State. (Great
applause.) And I will defend her insti
tutions as long as grass runs aud water
groM's." (Renewed applause.)
S5u Mock turtle calling a husband
my deur in public, and you brute in pri
vate. fc
A Sew Year's Story,
"A happy New Year to you !" had been
repeated over and over again. The costly
presents, always exchanged upon such oc
casions, had been duly admired, and the
family of Mr. F. sat at the table in the el
egaut breakfast parlor, the very picture of
home enjoyment. Everything within the
mansion bespoke immense wealth ; while
one could not fail to perceive that each
purchase, aud every arrangement, had been
directed by what is still more desirable,
but, alas, more rarely found than wealth
a pure artistic taste. The table service,
though tar less showy than that used by
many of their neighbors, was, to the glance
of the connoisseur, worth five times the
amount of that which others imagined
made their table so resplendent. The
father, though past the prime of life, had
a heart-warm smile and a beaming eye,
which never could grow old ; while the
mother (he affirmed) had grown more
beautiful during each succeeding year of
their married life. Two daughters and two
sons graced the side of the table, such
"olive plants" as any one might feel pride
in seeing shoot up beside him. In the in
tervals of eating, the elegant annuals,
which were amftng the New Year's gifts,
were examined by some of the part-, while
the others discussed the arrangements for
the day, and commented upon the expec
ted callers.
"Sister, I know one gentleman who is
coming here to-day," said George.
"Do you ? who is it V inqired Blanche,
and in spite of herself the color deepened
on her cheek.
"Mr. Chamberlain."
"Pshaw !" was her involuntary excla
mation. ''Of course he will be here ; he
always does come when we keep open
. "She was in hopes you would have said
31 r. St. John," cried Willie, laughing;
"but I guess he will come too, siss, for he
never took his eyes off you at the concert
the other night."
"You stupid tease," retorted Blanche,
"what do I care who looks at me ?"
A loud ring at the door startled them.
"Can it be time for calls?" and "how we
look !" exclaimed the two girls in the same
"Don't run, it's only the carrier with
the New-Year's Address," said George,
peeping through a window.
"Fudge! he need not come here; we
don't want any of his trash."
"O, yes, let us sec what he has," said
the father, "and at all events encourage
the boy by bu ing some of his addresses ;
tell them to bring him, in here, George."
The young ladies tossed their pretty
heads when the printer's boy came, and
his coarse dress and awkward manners con
trasted strangely with the elegance around
him ; but his frauk, open countenance
greatly pleased his host, who bought a
copy of his little tale for each member of
his family, saying, as he passed them
around, "Another New-Year's present for
you." The piece of gold which he passed
into the boy's hand caused a thrill of
pleasure not to be mistaken. "You must
be cold, my lad," he said ; "take a seat
here by the fire, and taste some of Mrs.
F.'s cakes and coffee. A happy New-Year's
to you. Be always industrious, honest in
word and act, and you may become a dis
tinguished man, and arc sure of being a
lioppy one," was Mr. F.'s parting advice
to the little carrier.
"I guess he never saw such a room as
this before," said Ellen.
"Yet you may live to see him the own
er of a liner establishment than ours ; as
strange things as that have come to puss,"
said the father.
"Father, why is it you seem to take a
deeper iuterest in New-Year's carriers
than in any other class of the communi
ty?" "I not ouly seem to, but I really Jo feel
a warm interest in them. I suppose it is
because I happen to know a story about
one, which is rather romantic."
"A romantic story of a carrier; what
was it, father?"
"I'll tell it to you all this evening, after
the bustle of receiving visits is over.
Your sisters are anxious to get to their
toilets, now, for I see a knot of spruce
young gentlemen coming this way. Who
ever gets here first in the morning is the
most ardent admirer, isn't he ?" But the
girls were not there to answer his raillery,
having fled at the first announcement that
company was in sight; for, shockingto
tell, but what truth compels me to admit,
their beautiful hair was still in curl papers.
It was scarcely arranged iu graceful
ringlets before the door-bell was heard
again, and, from that time till night, there
was no cessation of its sounds, any more
than there was rest for the servants, who
repaired the attacks made upon the re
freshment table, and served up steaming
oysters and fragrant coffee ; or for the
young ladies who must have something
new and brilliant to say to each successive
round of callers, and must look pretty and
smile sweetly all the time without letting
any one dream how tired they were.
"We are free at last," said Blauche,
throwing herself into au easy chair.
"I began to think the visits were never
to end," said Ellen.
"What lovely cape jessamines; where
did you get them, Nell ?"
But Ellen bent over the list of calls, and
pretended to be too busr counting to have
heard the question.
"What an uncommon amount of heat
this coal throws out," remarked Georsre
mischievously; "just look at Ellen's face,
it must be nearly blistered, from the color
of it."
"Father, didn't j-ou promise us a story
to-night V she asked abruptly.
"Hadn't you better take a scat nearer
to papa, before he begins ?" inquired her
"Why ?" she asked quite innocently.
''Only because, as your hearing is rath
er bad to-night, you may lose some of the
"We shall lose it all if you don't keep
quiet there ! Please begin now, father."
"One New-Year's morning, more than
forty years ago, a little boy like let mo
think, where is such a boy ? well, he had
blue ey es like our Willie's, aud browu
curls ; but they were not soft and glossy
like his, for they never had been brushed
around the snowy fiugers of a fond sister,
and his mother was too feeble a consump
tive to attend to them. Weil, this little
boy gut up when the first streaks of dawn
were visible through the chinks of his
garret, and, putting on his ragged clothes,
which had either been made for a smaller
boy than he, or for him a long time ago,
took a package in his arms, and saying,
"never fear, mother, I'll bring home some
thing worth while to-night," started out
to sell his New-Year's Addresses. For
months he had looked forward to this day,
hoping then to gain what he could never
spare fiom his scanty earnings, enough to
get him some decent clothes. Hope was
in his heart, and that made his step light;
for his little papers, which he had prepa
red so carefully, were laughed at, and
pronounced not worth a penny. Now and
then he sold one, but O, how different
were the stray dimes, which thus found
their way to his pocket, from the silver
day-dreams which had cheered him onward
iu his hours of toil ! Cold and weary, he
at last stopped at a large house which had
the name of Howard on the door. I don't
think he will ever forget that name," Mr.
F. said, with a twinkle in his eye. "He
was shown into a handsome parlor, where
sat the master of the mansion, in a larcje
crimson arm-chair, with books and peri
odicals scattered about him, while a young
girl, who was more like the boy's dream
of the angels in that Heaven of which his
mother talked to him, than any earthly
being he had ever seen, was sitting on a
low seat beside her father, singing a new
year's chant. The girl opened her large
brown eyes in wonder on their ragged lit
tle visitor now, that I think of it, they
must have been something like your eyes,
Blauche but the gentleman received him
very kindly, and, having talked with him
some time, glanced over his "address,"
and asked who wrote it.
"I did," was the reply, "but my moth
er helped me to compose it."
vAnd to his further inquiries the artless
story of his father's death, hastened by in
temperance, and his mother's ill health,
was almost unconsciously revealed. It
was so long since the boy had been spo
ken to in tones of kindness by any one
save his mother, that he could not help
opening his heart.
"You have some talent, my boy," said
the gentleman in conclusion ; "continue
to be industrious, and be always strictly
honest in speech and action, and I hope
to see you a great man yet."
He put a piece of money into his hand,
which, in the dim light, the boy supposed
was half a dollar; and, thanking the gen
tleman in words for the money, aud in his
heart for the kind encouragement he had
given him, was about to leave the house,
when the brown-eyed little girl, who had
slipped out of the room a while before,
called him back, and forced upon him a
basket containing cold turkey, cakes, and
some nice jelly for his sick mother. The
tears stood in her eyes when she gave
them to him, so the boy was not ashamed
of those which sprung to his.
That last call was worth more to him
than all the rest; so, in telling his moth
er of his adventures, he touched but light
ly on his disappointment, and gave quite
an animated account of the, kiud gentle
man and his pretty daughter.
When ho took out his money to count
it, he found that the. piece given him last
was gold, and not silver, sis he had sup
posed.. "How liberal he was V said his mother,
'but, then, I expert he is so rich that it
is nothing to him.". .
"No, mother, I don't believe that he
meant to give me gold, he has made a
mistake, aud I must carry it back to him."
"Perhaps he meant to give it to you,
and what a nice suit it would get you !"
"I should not dare to keep it without
being sure he nieaut it for me," and away
he ran.
"I think you made a mistake, sir," he
said, rushing breathless into the old gen
tleman's presence, "did you mean to ive
me gold ?"
"Gold ! I gave you no gold !"'
"I did not know it until I got home,
sir, and then I found it was gold instead
of silver."
"The money I gave you I took out of
my dressing-grown pocket, aud I did not
know that I had anything but silver iu it
you must have got it from some one
"No, sir, I kuew it came from you, be
cause you gave me the largest piece of
r 1. -1
money 1 received to-day.
"Well, you have not much worldly wis
dom, for you might have kept it, and I
never should have known my mistake ;
but I believe you will sleep the sounder
for having restored it. Why did you
come back this cold evening, though ; why
not wait till morning ?"
"Because 1 was afraid if I kept it over
night I should be tempted to keep it long
er," was his ingenuous reply.
"That was right, to put the temptation
out of your reach. Here is the half dol
lar I had intended giving you; preserve
your integrity, and. however poor you may
be, you will be happier than many who
are rolling iu wealth. I know some per
sons who have gold enough to purchase
all they want, except a clear conscience,
who would willingly become you, if they
could thus gaiu yrour innocence."
"But, father, did he really let the poor
boy go away without the gold piece, when
he had been so honest as to bring it back ?"
"lie did."
"I think it would be as little as he could
do to have given him that."
"He was not content with doing 'as lit
tle as he could;' next day he went to the
office where the little carrier was at work,
and having received a good character of
him, he touk him into his own emplov
ment, with the offer of such wages that
the boy could scarcely believe his ears,
for he was connected with a large pub
lishing house. Before he introduced him
to his office, he took him to a tailor's, and
made him a present of au entire suit of
clothes, costing at least four times the
amount of the gold piece. Nor did he
ever lose sight of the boy who was thus
strangely intruded upon his notice ; and
through whose kindness he was enabled
to rise from type setter to editor, and final
ly to become one of the publishing firm,
from which he has realized a handsome
"And what become of that pretty little
girl? Did lie ever see her again ?"
"There she is," he replied, pointing to
their mother.
"Why, Father?" aud were you the rag
ged little carrier?"
"Even so ; is it any wonder I feel an
interest in the boys who carry about New
Year's Addresses ?"
s -saiJ of the Marquis of Towns
end, that when young and engaged in a
battle, he saw a drummer at his side kil
led by a cannon ball, which scattered his
brains in every direction. His eyes were
at once fixed on the ghastly object, which
seemed to engross his thoughts. A supe
rior officer observing him, supposed he was
intimidated at the sight, and addressed
him in a manner to cheer his spirits.
"O," said the young Marquis, with calm
ness and serenity, "I am puzzled to make
out how any man with such a quantity of
brains came to be here !"
A clergyman in a New Hampshire
pulpit, having with great eloquence urged
his congregation to abstain, ou Thanks
giving day, from all labor and all business
pursuits, and to attend xrhurch in the fore
noon, concluded with this touching ap
peal :
"If any of the brethren are at leisure
in the afternoon, I should be pleased to
sec them at my house, as I intend to take
that opportunity, should friends enough
assemble, to move my bam !"
Xg&m The sea is the largest cemetery,
and its slumberers sleep without a monu
ment. All grave-yards, iu other lands,
show some symbol of distinction between
the great aud the small, the rich and the
poor; but in that ocean cemetery, the
king, the clown, the prince, the jeasant,
arc all undistinguished.
NO. 21.
PE If a Yankee should meet Death on
the pale horse, he would certainly banter
him to swap "critters."
JEST" Never go back never. What
you attempt, do it with all your strength.
Determination is omnipotent.
ftSi- A skilful political leader can be as
despotic as a leader of fashion ; he may
change once a month, and his votaries will
follow him.
A young lady, being asked what
was her notion of the Anglo-French alli
ance, replied, "English heads and French
The human heart, like a feather
bed, must be roughly handled, -well shak
en, and exposed to a variety of turns, to
prevent its becoming hard.
2?" A young lady, fond of dancing,
traverses in the course of a season about
four hundred miles. Yet no lady would
think of walking that distance in six
A down east editor says he has
seen the contrivance our lawyers use when .
they warm up with the subject. He says
it is a glass concern and holds about a
ficriu Last winter it is said a cow floated
down the Mississippi river on a piece of
ice, and caught such a cold that she has
yielded nothing but ire cream ever since.
Too much ice about that story.
"Father, how many days, are there
in 1HJ0 ?" said a young hopeful to hia
paternal ancestor. "Why 3G0, of course,"
was the reply. "No there ain't ; forty of
'em are JLeiU."
JfcSr "Mr. Conductor, doe the railroad
stop here ?"
"No inarm, the cars stop here, but the
railroad goes right on to Albany."
Scene closed with a green parasol pat
ting a blue covered book on the back.
3" "My dear, what is the matter with
our puss ? See how she swells her tail
and arches her back at the sausage I gave
her that was left on the plate." "O, that
is nothing; she merely scents old Towser
in it."
We clip the following from ono of
our exchanges, which by the way is moro
truth than poetry :
'The nymph who walks the public streets,
And sets her cap for all she meets,
May catch the fool who turns to stare,
But men of sense avoid the snare."
"My dear," inquired a young wife
of her husband, as she reached up her rosy
little mouth to be kissed on his return
from his labor, "have you seen the mag
nificent set of walnut furniture which the
Jcukiuses have just bought?" "Hem,
no, my love, but I have seen the bill,
which quite satisfies me."
We once heard a lady say that in
walking the streets of a sister city sho
heard a man, who appeared to be a for
eign sailor, loudly vociferating that this
was the most independent country of all
others for sailors to live in. "Here," said
he, "for four coppers, a man may get drunk
and have half enough to get drunk again."'
"Well, I know 'nothing about
men's hair ; but there is our friend, Mrs.
G , of Biddlc Street (the lady who has
been just tweuty-nine years old for the last
fif teen years), her husband died, you know,
last winter, at which misfortune her grief
was so intense that her hair turned com
pletely hlarh within twenty-four hours af
ter the occurrence of that sad event."
Eu A witty auctioneer was trying to
sell an old hand-organ. To that end ho
was grinding out the music, and.the crowd,
in sport, began to throw out pennies, when
a dandy standiug by said : "Sir, you ought
to have a monkey."
"My good fellow," said the auctioneer,
"S3 I had ; step right up here."
The dandy vanished.
B At a friend's house one evening,
the Sabbath school children met to prac
tice singing, preparatory to an exhibition.
The next day au elder sister asked littlo
Johnny why he didn't go home with one
of the little girls.
"I should have gone home with that
girl that had on a white apron, if I'd had
anybody to come back with me" answer
ed he, artlessly.
&gf "I'm very sorry," said a learned
judge to a young woman, who hesitated
much in giving some very unpleasant ev
idence, "I am very sorry to have to en
force such an explanation as this ; it must
of course, be painful to any decent person,
but the ends of justice require it; and not
ouly so, but all the well-dressed females
you see on either side of me, have come a
long way to hear that which paius you so
much to utter."