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The wiioLE art of Government consists in the art of being honest. Jefferson.
STRO UDSBURG. MONROE COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 23, 1841.
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The editor of the Baltimore Clipper, in reply
to a correspondent using the signature "Poster
ity," says, "we make room for Posterity'
Well, just what our brother does, has been
done from time immemorial. Cain wandered
to "make room for posterity." Israel sojourned
in the desert and possessed Canaan to "make
room for posterity." iEneas the pious wan
dered into Italy to "make room for posterity."
Penn gathered the people of his faith together,
and sat peaceably down on the banks of the
Delaware, to "make room for posterity." Men
are elbowed from cities, and located in prairies,
dor that purpose. "The poor Indian," who had
sat down quietly in his wigwam to smoke the
pipe of peace, and see his semi civilization
prosper around him he, too, is admonished
that the whites need his land to "make room
for their posterity." He goes reluctantly to the
distant west, half pleased with the idea of hunt
ing grounds that will afford "room for his pos
terity." The posterity of the Indian!!; poor
waning, tapering cone its broad base the
whole soil of the new world, its points lost in
some peninsula that fades away into the distant
Pacific. The deep foundations which our aged
men are laying for habitations yet to rise, and
the finished saloons and ornamented halls
what are these but "room for posterity."
We followed, only a few days since, into a
richly ornamented burying ground, the body of
one who, for years, had filled a large space in
the public eye; and when they had lowered in
to the narrow resting and decaying place the
coffin of the great man, and covered it partially
with earth, our procession, turning to pass out,
met another following a young maiden to her
last eaithly home. As we passed the mourn
ing throng, marshalled into a funeral train, one
whom we had long known shook his head in
mournful recognition, and seemed to say of our
errand thither: "we have come to 'make room
for posterity.' M
"Room at thy hearth, O mother," said one
of the sweetest poets of our time, as he started,
full of filial affection, to place his new bride
in a daughter's position. "Room at thy hearth."
He came, and found ample room. The be
loved one, the apostrophised mother, had passed
away to "make room for her posterity."
All of us are crowing onward all are pass
ing away to "make room for our posterity."
Ave are to be pressed close, like the gathered
herbage, so that the whole harvest of our six
thousand years will seem to occupy less space
than the single generation that constitutes their
posterity. Below the sod, we lie still and com
pact; the true equality of flesh and blood is un
derstood and illustrated there, while above, am
ple space is demanded, and acres are required
for a single living. The true democracy is in
the grave: "there the rich and the poor lie
down together," that they may "make room for
their posterity.
Even we who write, and moralize as we pass
along, look back at the troop that demand our
place, and feel that we too have the duty to
perform and the debt to pay, and gathering up
our mantle with decaying energies, we hope
there is room for tis where there are "many
-taansions," and in that hope we prepare, like
our professional brother, to "make room for
losterity." T. S. Gazette.
Fruit and Wyiilt Trees.
Two of the best farmsrs within the range of
our knowledge, one a resident of Coos County
and the other of Orange County, Vt., have com
municated to us the manner in which they se
cure good fruit. It is this: They dig at some I
distance from the body of a favorite tne un
til they find a root, which they cut off. The
part disjointed from the tree is then turned up
so as to appear above the ground. It sends
forth shoots the first season, and bears in a few
years fruit precisely like that upon the parent
tree. . Let tiios,e whose trees are decaying, or
who wish to increase good varieties, try this
experiment; it is but an hour's work. N. H.
Whig & iEgjs,
''Can humaanatur fall soilowl asho loafer
sa'fd when he tumbled into the glitter;
A Mother's Dying tote.
The plague broke out in a little Italian vil
lage. In one house the children Were taken
first. The parents watched over them, but on
ly caught the disease they could not cure. The
whole family died. On the opposite side of
the way lived the family of a poor laborer, who
was absent the whole week; only coming home
on Saturday night to bring his scanty earnings.
His wife felt herself attacked by the fever in
the night. In the morning she was much
worse, and before night the plague spot showed
itself. She thought of the terrible fate of her
neighbors. She knew she must die, but as she
looked upon her dear little boys, she resolved
not to communicate death to them She there
fore locked the children into the room, and
snatched the bed clothes lest they should keep
the contagion behind her, and left the house.
She even denied herself the sad pleasure of a
last embrace. 0 think of the heroism that en
abled her to conquer her feelings, and leave
home and all she loved to die. Her oldest
child saw her from the window. "Good bye,
mother," said he, with his tendercst tone, for
he wondered why his mother left them so
strangely. " Good bye, mother," repeated, the
youngest child, stretching his little hand out of
the window. The mother paused. Her heart
was drawn towards her children, and she was
on the point of rushing back. She struggled
hard while the tears rolled down her cheeks,
at the sight of her helpless babes. At length
she turned from them. The children continued
to cry, "Good bye, mother." The sounds sent
a thrill of anguish to her heart, but she pressed
on to the house of those who were to bury her.
In two days after she died, recommending her
husband and children to their care with her dy
ing breath,
0 that mothers were as careful not to impart
the worse contagion of sin to their children.
From the United States.
The Moon.
The Moox, as it makes its monthly circuit
round the earth, continually turns to us the same
hemisphere we never see the other half. Of
course she revolves upon her axis exactly in
the same time that she takes to complete her
revolution round our earth, viz: 27 days and 8
hours, &c. Her days and nights are conse
quently each 13 days and 10 hours of our meas
ure. When the moon is between us and the
sun, her dark side is of course presented to us,
and she is invisible. When we are between
her and the sun we have full moon; and her
phases are occasioned by the unequal portions
of the bright surface which we see, as it grad
ually approaches or recedes from that situation
in her orbit. When the sun, earth and moon
are in a straight line an eclipse occurs. This
would always occur to the moon at its full, and
to the sun at every new moon, if the orbits of
the earth and moon were coincident, which is
not the case. The inclination is a little over 5
degrees. Our satellite is 2,000 miles m diam
eter, or about 6,300 miles in circumference.
A correct idea of the effect of great distance
upon the apparent size of great objects may be
obtained by remembering that the distance of
the moon from us is about 240,000 miles, and
the extent of the hemisphere we see, from side
to side, is about 3,150 miles. Our earth is 49
times larger than the moon, which, to our sight,
appears as large as the sun. The optical delu
sion which makes their size alike to the eye is
occasioned by distance, the sun being about 95
millions of miles from us.
The moon is a heap of precipitins mountains
some of which appear volcanic. The portion
of the surface which we see is mapped out by
astronomers, the mountains named, and their di
mensions accurately given, &c, as if it were a
pr.rt of our planet. There appears to be no at
mosphere round our satellite, and certainly no
clouds. There can therefore be no water; nor
can any beings like ourselves live upon it. If
inhabited, which we cannot doubt, it must be
by quite a differently organized race of animals
and vegetables, with functions every way differ
ing from those of this earth. Respiration, speech
and liearing, could not exist without air, neither
could vegetation; and water is indispensable to
plants, for a large portion of their substance con
sists of that fluid. In the absence of an atmos
phere, the expanse round the moon must bo a
gloomy black, instead of the brightness which
our bine tinted atmosphere causes the sun's rays
to diffuse over the earth. Anthrax.
Being worth half a half a million to-day, and
without a shirt to vour back to-morrow, is what
we call going from the sublime to the ridicu
lous. Why is your eye like a school master flog
ging a boy? Because you have a pupil under
the lash.!.
A cat of extraordinary intelligence, says a
writer in Bentley, was lately seen feeding a
kitten with starch, to make it siand upright!
This reminds us of thediousemaid who drank a
pint of yeast, to make her rise early in the
morning.
She's a Sewing Girl.
We have frequently heard the above remark,
when it excited in our mind a sentiment of in
effable contempt for the worthless piece of hu
manity that uttered it. It is a source of deep
regret to us that it should ever be our duty to
deal harshly with any portion of the fair sex
who maintain a reputable standing in society;
but there are some, and not a few, who, al
though their fame be unspotted, are so deeply
imbued with envy, jealousy and haired toward
those of their own sex, who happen to be less
favored of fortune, but more perfectly moulded
and finished by nature than themselves, that
their hearts are gall, their souls are wormwood;
their breath is pestilence, whenever they can
make it convenient to speak of them. These
are they who, with a sarcastic leer and a scorn
ful turn of the nose, stigmatise as "nothing but
sewing girls," such young females as have
moral courage and the virtue to work with their
hands for an honest livelihood,- rather than to
be dependent, destitute or disreputable.
It is sometimes applied opprobriously to mar
ried ladies, after the following manner. " Did
you ever see the like how Mrs. dresses
herself and children out of lafe.?" "La, yes,
I've seen many like her I knew her when
she was a sewing girl, and her husband that is
now, was a poor carpenter and worked for my
father. Now they have got a little something
in the world, and they stick themselves up for
mighty somebodies." " It is just so a'most al
ways with such creatures. As soon as they
get a little start in the world, they forget the
poverty they sprang from, and begin to put on
airs of gentility. 1 can't bear them for my part."
Reader, if you are a young man and should
hear any thing like the above sentiments ut
tered by a young lady to whom you are paying
your addresses, let that be your last visit.
Even if you are under promise of marriage, it
would be better to break off and incur the pen
ality of a breach of promise, than to be united
for life to one so utterly devoid of that kind
hearted sympathy for those of her own sex
thus virtuously struggling with adversity; and
who holds it disreputable in a young lady who
is without fortune or able friends, to draw for
support upon her own physical faculties, in an
honest and useful vocation.
We cannot conceive of any evidence more
conclusive, that a young female possesses, in
an eminent degree, that inmate principle of vir
tue which would set at defiance every sedu
cive wile of libertinism, than to see her adorned
with all the native graces of her sex, heroically
braving the sneers of the proud and scornful,
and steadily plying her needle as a means of
independence. Such a one, rarely, if ever,
fails to possess an amiable disposition, and will
seldom, if ever, fail to make a virtuous, affec
tionate and prudent wife, and a good mother.
We never designedly listen to the conversa
tion of ladies in the streets; but we will confess
that the above remarks were prompted by hear
ing the words which we have placed at the
head of this article, contemptuously uttered by
one of two ladies who filled a narrow snow
path so full that we were compelled to walk
slowly after them for some rods. We did not
know them; but we hope they may chance to
light upon this article for their own sakes. It
will perhaps teach them to give their voices
less volume when they utter such uncharitable
sentiments in the streets. Buffalo Repub.
Sorrows of Old Bachelors.
We never could, for the life of us perceive
why old maids should manifest such a mortal
antipathy to old bachelors. There is no reason
in their wrath. 'Tis spiteful, cruel and uncall
ed for; the trampling on a reed already bro
ken. It is like flogging a cripple with his own
crutches because he is lame. Few men are
bachelors of their own free will. Go to the
veriest misanthrope among them, and ask of him
his history, and he will tell you of the unforgot
ten hours of his early affections; and his eye'
will light up again with its wonted energy, and
as he relates the story of his lovey for one who
had proved faithless, or whose affections were
repressed by the rude hand of arbitrary author
ity, or who had gone down to the churchyard
a beautiful bud plucked from the tree of Be
ing, to open and expand in a brighter and holier
sunshine, where no worm could gnaw at her
bosom, and no blighting descend upon it.
Talk not to ns of old maids! They are light
as air in comparison to those of bachelors the
patter of the small rain to the overwhelming of
the deluge. Old maids can commune together
and mingle in' the charities and kindly offices,
and sympathies of existence. It is not so with
the ba'elielof. He has no home he has no
happy fireside no child to ask his blessing
no beautiful creature of smiles and gentle tones
to welcome1 his coming, and melt away the
sternness of care with thq warm kiss of affec
tion no patient watcher at his couch of sick
ness, stealing with a hushed and gentle step
around him, like the visitation of a spirit. True
his sorrows are somewhat of g rjegatiTe par.
acter. But what is it save positive agony, for
him to gaze, all his life long, upon the Paradise
of MatrimonyJiko ahalf starved schoolboyupon
the garden whose enclosure he cannot soale?
From the Dawrille Democrat.
Mr. Wise's Ascension.
On Saturday last, Mr. Wise, the intrepid
aeronaut, made his 28th aerial voyage from this
place. Early in the morning crowds of people
flocked into town, to witness so magnificent
and splendid a sight. At about two o'clock in
the afternoon, Mr. W. took his seaf in the car
attached to the balloon, and gently ascended
from the Court House yard; and a more splen
did and truly magnificent and sublime sight we
have never vet witnessed. The multitude was
standing in astonishment scarcely believing
their own eyes, until a loud "Hurrah!" gave
vent to their feelings, which was responded to
by Mr. W. by swinging his hat and handker
chief, bidding farewell to his fellow-beings be
low. He soared slowly and majestically to
wards the clouds, and was visible in a South
Easterly direction, for nearly half an hour, when
he disappeared.
Mr. W. returned on Monday morning last, in
fine spirits and highly gratified with his trip in
to the upper regions. The rest of the story he
tells himself in the following interesting com
munication, with which he has kindly furnish
ed us :
Mr. Editor:
In compliance with your request 1 furnish
you with the following memoranda of my serial
Log Book. I took rrfy departure from the Court
House yard at 5 minutes past two o'clock, the
wind blowing from the N. N. W. drifting the
vessel S. by E. until .1 reached the Roaring
Creek Furnace and glided fast towards the
mountains. The atmosphere was very heavy
which limited my prospect to an area of about
35 miles in diameter; the confluence of the two
branches of the Susquehanna with the two
bridges and the towns of Northumberland and
Sunbury made a beautiful view; Cattawissa,
Bloomsburg and Berwick of the North Branch
fell on my view which rendered the scene up
the North Branch most interesting. At 2
o'clock, 35 minutes, I lost sight of Danville,
and a few minutes after passed into the rays of
the sun; the balloon began to expand from the
heat which caused it to ascend very fast. The
river was soon lost to my view by the interven
tion of the clouds,- and the country beneath pre
sented one vast wilderness as far as the eye
could reach; the atmosphere became extremely
cold as I crossed this extensive coal region, the
clouds being sufficiently broken to give me a
constant view of the eartfe; I never before found
them so extensively diversified in height, the
lower strata was cumulostratus resembling high
and rugged precipices, the upper layers were
more of the cirrostratus, indicating the approach
of a storm. My vessel, however, soon attained
a height of 2 1-2 miles sufSciently high to avoid
any thunder storm.
At 3 o'clock, 45 minutes,-1 crossed the Potts
ville road between the Bear Gap and the North
umberland road, travelling at the rate of 55 miles
an hour; at 3 o'clock I crossed Pottsrille . and
again brought to view the cultivated fields of
the husbandman. My altitude was so great
that I could not at first recognise the town un
til I crossed Schuylkill Haven, and got in sight
of Orwigsburg. The cofd atmosphere became
so unpleasant that I made preparations to de
scend, but after lowering some distance t found
that I had only passed the valley to reach the
chain of Blue Mountains, and was again; obliged
to seek refuge in the clouds.
At 3 o'clock, 40 minutes the clouds began to
thicken beneath so that at intervals I could
only see the face of the country, and in cross
ing a little village I threw overboard a bread
basket that was lying in my car; its descent
presented a beautiful appearance 1o my view;
the dish of the basket remained uppermost, and
it acquired a rapid rotary1 motion giving it the
appearance of a fancy wheel. At 5 o'clock 1
crossed the Harrisburg and Reading turnpike'
about 3 miles E. of Reading. This town had
a handsome appearance--the white streets cros
ing at right angles, and the beautiful steeples
newly painted, with their glittering balls and
vanes made the prospect highly interesting.
I found the atmosphere much colder in cross
ing the mountains than it was At the same
height in crossing over level and cultivated
land. During this voyage I observed a pecul
iar motion in the Balloon which 1 had experi
enced on former occasions when travelling ve
ry fast, but never made any particular investi
gation: When sailing along with a steady cur
rent whilst the Balloon is in equilibrium, it re
volves slowly, on this occasion it drew my par
ticular attention on account of the regular pul
sations that it moved with. At first t attributed
the regular vibrations to ihe pulsation of my
body, but on holding my l?reath I found it to
continue more perceptibly: in fact, the less mo
tion I produced in the car,- tho more regular
were the vibrations of the vessel, whenever
the Balloon by the discharge of Ballast or Gas
would ascend or deacend the pulsation was
sufficiently arrested not to be observable. This
phenomenon caused mo to remain in the atmos
phere nearly an hour longer 'han I had intended,
and on another occasion I will continue the fur
ther investigation of the subject. The pulsation
worked at intervals of 2 1-2 seconds, this was
the result of five successive tests. There is
no motion in nature, that I can as yet attribute
to it, and to me it had opened another remark
able very interesting and wonderful sotirce of
mvestioation.
The cause of dizziifess or ver'tigo, as I have
before stated, is now beyond a doubt in my
mind destroyed by isolation, and invites the at
tention of afiatomists and occulists to the fur
ther investigation of that delicate and most es
sential organ the eye.
At 25 minutes past 4,1 made a descent near
the house of Mr. Mclllvaine, near Morganlowrr,
and was cordially received by ihis "entlemali
and his hospitable lady. I proceeded from that
place to Downingtown, where I took the cara
and returned to Danville via Lancaster and Har
risburg. My numerous and respectable audience, also
the gentlemen who assisted me during the ar
ragenments and inflation, will accept the warm
est thanks and good wishes of their most obe
dient servant.
JOHN WISE.
Danville, June 8, 1841.
Scene in a Printing Office.
A tall six footer with a spice of oddity and
humor in his phiz, and a breastpin of warming
pan size in his bosom, walked into our officer
the other day, leading a rustic belle, as slim,
perpendicular, and as fresh as a water lily.
Being in our shirt sleeves as Jack Downing
would say we "kinder blushed." Now for a
scene, thought we. "Bees you the head man
here?" "A hem! head man! eh! you mean the
marriage collector the the " La my Jonas
is so awkward, he means the head-ester, (an
glico editor.) "Oh ah understand you now;
you've brought us a lot of wedding cake hey
well marm we are pretty much all headeraters
at that." "Oh, now, none of your jokification
I am serious. Sal and me aint harnessed yt!
be we Sally. 1fer see, Mister I thought as
how I'd fetch my gal in to see, (patting his
mouth' close to our ear, and then screaming aa
if we were deaf.) ,
"To see the printum office" go,
And kind a surprise her you know!"
"My dear fellow we are not deaf," said we,
screaming in our turn at the top of our lungs,
and catching up a dictionary. "Ax pardon,
I've just been talking with a deaf man below
"may we see the printum office?" Oh certain
ly. Please pTominade between the cases
right and left,- down in the middle, cast off the
office is'nt exactly in good order, but" " Oh
don't consarn yourself a mite but what on
earth is this ere!"' "Only1 a press." " Oh! an
improved cheese or cider press.5 "Ho ho!
well I vow that's curious enough lets try it!"
taking hold of the devil's tail the bar and giv
ing it a pull it flew back and Jonas in trying to
get out of the way upset a keg of ink, which
heaving out, blackened all the lower part of bis
dulcina's white gown to a charm to say nothing
of polishing her' clean stockings and pink kid
shoes. It was too bad! "My golly! quoth
Jonas, jumping up and trying to wipe off the
ink from his belle's gown, "my golly whod a
thought I could pump three or four quarts at a
pull!" Having let her " see the printum office
go, and kind a surprised her" like, they depart
ed. Yankee Jonathan.
' Sir which of your children do you prefer,
the boys or the girls?' 'Why, as fong as the
boys suck their mother, I like them best; but
when they begin to suck me, I prefer the girls.'
It is stated that the tobacco1 crop of Virginia
would fall short that of last year, 5000 or 8000
hogsheads.
New way to cure Hheumatism. The Cin
cinnati Republican tells- a story of a man out
West, who was cured of this disease in this
way.
He had his back frequently rubbed with spir
its of turpentine, without receiving much ad
vantage from it. A few mornings since, the
servant who was rubbing him held his hand too
near the fire, the turpentine was ignited, Avhen
feeling that his hand was quite warm enough, he
clapped it to the back to resume the rubbing
the flame was communicated to the turpentine
there, and the patient soon enveloped in 'ablaze.'
He sprang to his feet, and hopped about with
more ease for a few moments than he had dono
for years. He at length succeeded in extin
guishing the flames 'his back was severely
blistered, but he assures us he has felt nothing
of the rheumatism since, and he thinks he is
entirely cured.
Living under ground. Dr. John Croghan
has established a first rate Hotel in the Mam
moth Cave of Kentucky, about a mile from its
mouth. He charges S2 per day for board, and
SI for a guide for five hours.
Victory Complete. We take pleasure in
informing our readers that Victoria James
Birdseye of Pompey, N. Y., has been mar
ried to Miss Belsey Ann Marsh. James took
a birdseye view of the fair one, and the vic
tory was complete,
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