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The following lines from the London Times, aie
the only ones among many we have seen, that
touch with power, or in the right vein, upon what
must now be deemed the lost ship.
The President.
BV THE AUTHOR OF "ECCLKSIA,"
Speak! for thou hast a voice, perpetual sea!
Lift up thy surges, with some signrd word,
Show where the pilgrims of the water be,
For whom a nation's thrilling heart is stirr'd.
II
Down to thy waves they went in joyous pride,
They trod with steadfast feet thy billowy way;
The eyes of wondering men beheld them glide
Swift in the arrowy distance where arc they?
Ill
Didst thou arise upon that mighty frame,
Mad that the strength of man with thee should strive,
And proud thy rival element to tame,
Didst swallow them in conscious depths alire?
IV
Or, shorn and powerless, hast thou bade them lie,
"Their stately ship, a carcase of the foam?
Where still they watch the .ocean and the sky,
A.nd fondly dream that they have yet a home!
V
Doth hope still soothe their souls or gladness
thrill
Js peace amid those wanderers of the foam!
Say, is the old affection yearning still
With all the blessed memories of home!
VI
Or is it over! Life and breath, and thought,
"The living feature and the breathing form!
Is the strong man become a thing of nought,
And the rich blood of rank no longer warm!
vn
Thou answered nut, thou stern and haughty sea,
"There is no sound in earth, or wave, or air.
Roll on, ye tears! Oh what can comfort be
"To hearts that pant for hope, but breathe despair!
VIII
Nay, mourner, there is sunlight oa the deep,
A gentle rainbow on the darkling cloud ;
A voice, more mighty than the floods, will sweep
The shore of tempests when the storm is loud!
IX
What, tho' they woke the whirlwinds of the West,
.Or rous'd the tempest from his Eastern lair,
Or clave the cloud with thunder in its breast,
.Lord of the awful waters, thou wert there !
X
All-merciful! The fate the day were thine;
Thou did'st receive them from the seething sea;
Thy love too deep, Thy mercy too divine,
To quench them in an hour unworthy Thee.
XI
If storms were mighty, Thou wert in the gale!
K their feet fail'dthem, in Thy paths they trod;
Man cannot urge the bark, or guide the sail,
Or, force the quivering helm, away from God !
Why Don't the Judge Resign.
Air "JVAy doul the men -propose!
'Why don't the Judge Resign, dear feds J
Why don't the Judge renign!
This hanging on to office now,
I really can't define;
For if, as you so stoutly say.
His luckv stars do shine.
Wiiy. don't the Judge resign, dear feds!
Wity don't the Judge Resign?
Lancaster Inlclligcw.er.
'The reason why he don't resign
Dear feds! is easily guessed at,
Although no doubt you'd think it fine
To have a future jest at;
Jiis district is well satisfied,
And do not want another;
;So Davy can't be gratified
To nominate his brother !
Harrisburg Telegraph.
STROUDSBURG. MONROE COUNTY, PA., AVEDNESDAY, JULlr 14, 1841.
The Village Preacher.
BY CHARLES MINER; ESQ.
"Father, forgive them."
Go, proud infidel, search the ponder-
ous tomes of heathen learning explore the
precepts of Seneca, and the writings of Socra
tes. Collect all the excellencies of the ancient
and modern moralists, and point to a sentence
equal to this simple prayer of the Saviour.
Relieved and insulted suffering the grossest
indignities, crowned with thorns, and led away
to die, no annihilating curse breaks from his
breast, oweet, piaciu as me aspiring 01 a
mothor for her nursling, ascends a prayer -of
mercy for his enemies, "Forgive, lorgive
them'" Oh, it is worthy of its origin, and
stamped with the bright seal of truth that his
mission was from heaven!
Acquaintances, have you ever quarrelled ?
Friends, have you ever differed? If he who is
pure and perfect forgare his bitterest enemies,
do you well to cherish your anger? Brothers,
to you the precept is imperative: you shall for
give not seven limes merely, but seventy times
seven
Husbands and wives, you have no right to
expect perfection in each ' other. To error is
(the lot of humanity. Illness will sometimes
j make you petulant, and disappointment ruffles
the smoothest temper. Guard, 1 beseech you,
with unremitted vigilance, your passions; con
trolled, they are the genial heat that warms us
along the way of life ungoverned, they are
consuming fires. Let your strife be one of re
spectful attentions and conciliatory conduct.
Cultivate, with care, the naked and gentle af
fections of the heart. Plant not, but eradicate
the thorn that grows in your partner's path.
Above all, let no feeling of revenge find har
bor within your breast; let the sun never go
down on your anger. A kind word an oblig
ing action if it be a trifling concern has a
power superior to the harp of David, in calm
ing the billows of the soul.
Revenge is as incompatible with happiness
as hostile to religion. Let him whose heart is
black with malice, and studious of revenge,
walk through the fields when clothed with ver
dure or adorned with flowers to his eyes there
is no beauty; the flowers to him exhale no fra
grance. Dark as his soul, nature is robed in
the deepest sable. The smile of beauty lights
not upon his bosom with joy; but the furies of
hell rage in his breast and render him as mis
erable as he would wish the object of his hate.
But let him lay his hand on his breast and
cay, " Revenge, I cast thee from me; Father,
forgive me, as I forgive my enemies," and na
ture assumes a new and delightful garniture.
Then, indeed, are meads verdant and flowers
fragrant then is the music of the groves de
lightful to the ear, and the smiles of virtuous
beauty lovely to his soul.
From the Saturday Evening Post.
Ararat Farm, Cecil co., Md. June 12th, 1841.
Cure for Diseases in Peach Tree.
Gentlemen
As I have understood from a source that can
not be doubted, that there is several persons em
ployed in this State and Pennsylvania, curing
diseased Peach Trees and charging for doing
so, and as that information has been received
directly or indirectly through me without cost
to them; I feel it a duty I owe my fellow agri
culturists to make it public.
My experiments commenced in 183G, when
I came into possession of the farm I now occu
py, the information was derived from observa
tions in nature of more than twenty years stand
ing; an account of which, with my experiments,
I propose to prepare for the Cultivator, publish
ed at Albany, N. Y. as early as convenient for
me to do so.
The application to the trees consists of salt
and salt petre combined in the proportion of
one part of salt petre to eight parts of salt, one
half pound of this mixture to a tree seven years
old and upward, to bo applied upon the surface
i of the ground, around and in immediate contact
with the trunk of the tree: this will destroy the
worm, but to more effectually preserve the tree
I also sow this mixture over my orchard at the
rate of two bushels to the acre. The size of
the fruit is increased, and the flavor very great
ly improved, the worm destroyed and the Yel
lows prevented.
I hope that other papers will place this mat
ter before their readers so as to prevent the pub
lic from being imposed upon.
With high respect, I am yours, &c.
LITTLETON P1IYSICK.
1 KIFLCS .HL NOT TO BL DKSI'ISED. Tho
nerve of a tooth, not as large as the finest cam
bric needle, will sometimes drive a strong man
to distraction. A musquitoe can make an ele
phant absolutely mad. The coral rock which
causes a navy to founder, is the work of worms.
Tho warrior that withstood death in a thousand
forms may bo killed by an insect. Small pleas
ures make up the sum of happiness. The deep
est wretchedness often results from a perpetual
continuance of petty pains. A chance look
from l hose we love, often produces exquisite
pain or unaloyed pleasure. North American.
JACK DOWNING'S COUSIN.
Blackberry pulling, or Sally Ann and
the feller with the long hair, em
bracing an illustration of the dif
ference between love and hornets.
To the Editor of the Lafayette Gazette:
Mister Editur: Did you ever in the hull course
o' your natural life go a blackberryin'? If you
haint, golly grashus, why you don't know nothin'
no more about real labor-savin', high presshur,
galvanic-'lectifyin' sport than the butt eend o'
nothin' arter it's been whittled. Lor' ha' massy
upon ofliss-holders! why nothin' in all creation
can come up to blackberryin', but gittin' dump
ed out'n a slay into a snow bank, and even
that aint as good when it aint a moonshiny night.
Me nny and menny is the time when a lot o'
the Jordan Spankers that's what our village
boys was nicknamed would raise a party o
gals alter the gram harvestm was over, and
afore the corn and 'taters was ripe, and start off
early m the mornm for Hop Toad Hill, where
the blackberries was eenamost as plentiful as
muskeeturs in these diggings, and sich all-fired
prime times as we'd have was a caution to for-
nners
Fust off, when all hands got collected, and
a lot o sutthm' to eat, pork an beans, new ci
der, gooseberry pies, green corn, 'lasses ginger
bread an' a smart sprinklin' of other good thing
were pervided, we'd lokermote; the gals all a
walkin' by their selves; the gals with their
tongues a runnin' about scandle, new ribbins,
kaliko gowns an' sich consarns, jest as fast as
a saw mill in a freshet; and the fellows a gab-
bin' about horses, cattle, gineral musters, an'
corn shukms atellm'how 'twas all Ike Shaw's
kerelessness that made his grain mouldy that
Jim Bmgy was the orfulest liar that ever was
and that Hen Sprague told uncle Seth that
Zebe Armstrong's wife had heerd how that
Harrison Stebbins hadn't the funs to go on with
his new frame house, and that a comin' so strait
from one who'd orter know all about it. al
hands sot it rite down for a fact, an' said that it
sarved him jest rite; and then to think of his
havin' the sass to build a house, without tellin'
the hull village how menny rooms there was to
be on the fust floor, an he a member o' the
church tu "it sarved him jest rite, by crackey!"
So we d keep a torkm till we cum to the hill
then all hands div rite intu the bushes and bram
bles, and sich a scrambling and scratchin' for
blackberries as there was, wasn't to be sneezed
at.
It happened that on one o' these blackberry
in' frolics that a sarting long haired feller, with
a leetle bunch rite over his mouth lookin'at a
distance just as though he'd been among the
pots an' kettles, and got a great gob of crock
on his upper lip was a visum down our way,
an' appeared to have taken an' amazin fancy to
Sally Ann, the Sally Ann that I'd been paym
tentions tu; kep a chattin to her the hull live
long time, and I snum if I could scarcely b'leve
my own natteral senses, when he begun to pick
berries an put them mtu her busket, an she not
saym a word agm it. Wal I guess as how I
was a leetle riled to see myself cut a drift in
that fashion, an' I had a great mind to go off
and shine around some other gal, jest for spite,
but somehow or 'nother I wanted to keep an
eye on that dandy. So tu Sally says 1, "Ther's
a smart sprinklin ov berries over here I guess
a leetle more than grow around your way."
"Oh, they're thick as puddin' here," says she.
" I calculate that you are pooty consumedly
thick," says I.
"You-aw remarks are demd supawfluous,"
says the long haired creetur.
Suz alive! but wan't my dander up to hear my
self call'd a "demd suporflus" down I slat the
basket and upsot all the berries marches right
up to him jest as brassy as a hull militia tram
in', an' says I, "ony you call me a porpus or a
superflus again, an' see how I'll go to work an'
spile your hansum countenance for ye."
With that, Sally she bust out a crying, an' I
vow if I could help boo-hooing a little myself,
I felt so conflusticated.
"You-aw laboring under an erraw," says he,
"but awnaw demands an explawnation awm
demd."
" Wal says I, "your langwidge wants ex
plaining that's a fact."
So he turned round to set down, hauled out
his handkercher, an' as I hope to be saved, went
to dustin' off the top of a hornets' nest, and afore
one could say "git out," sot down on't tu ix
plain. Gorashus! didn't the hornets come at
him for squashin' their nest, an' didn't ho run
and holler, an' scoot thro" tho briar brushes, and
j tear his trowserloona an' the gals snikkcrcd
f out, an the feller haw-hawed till thev was!
eenamost ded, to see that dandy marvel down
in the main road, without enny hat, his trow
scrs all split up, his hair a flyin' in the wind
like a hosses tail, and the hornets a goin' it tu
kill. Sally was shocking shamed of actin' so,
but wo soon made up, and sich primo sport as
all hands had for the rest of the day, wasn't to
be beat. Long Locks mended up his trovvser
loons they were the ony ones ho had and
sneaked out'n our villago that day, an' haint
showed his nose there since the poor creetur
said he found no less than tew dozzen ded hor
nets in his boots arter he took em off! We
come from the blackberryin' in pairs and not
as we went had a loud cargo o' berries, and I
do not b'leve that one on us '11 ever forgit the
haw-hawin' we had about the fellow who sot
down on the hornet's nest. Yours, truly,
JEHOSHAPIIAT JENKINS.
Potato Culture.
The greatest crops of potatoes on record, are
those grown by General Barnum, of Vermont,
which reached from 1,500 to 1,800 bushels per
acre; and he gives it as his opinion, that in a
good soil, and with his mode of culture, from
800 to 1,000 bushels per acre may be calcula
ted upon. The, reports of the Agricultural So
cieties show that from 500 to 700 bushels per
acre, are not uncommon. Mr. Bache, of Wells
borough, Pennsylvania, in 1839, raised 600 to
the acre, and the crop of Mr Morris, of Cata
raugus, N. Y. fell but little short. The aver
age crop in the country cannot we think, be
estimated at more than 175 to 250 bushels, the
influence of the seasons being more felt in this
crop than many others.
The methods of planting are various. Gen.
Barnum's mode, after a careful and thorough
preparation of his land, is to plant in drills 22
inches apart, and the setts in the drills 10 in
ches from each other. The drills are kept
clean, but the earth is killed around the plants
only once in the season; as he considers there
is much danger of disturbing the young tuburs
by removing the earth, or causing the formation
of new shoots or tubers by repeated hoeings or
hillings. The secret of his great crops ap
peared to consist, in his bringing rich fresh
earths from the barn yard, or the mould depos
ited in swamps, and giving each hill a shovel
full, as a top dressing. He does this with the
aid of horse and cart, the horse and the wheels
passing between the rows. Albany Cultivator.
How to cook Green Peas. The common
method of cooking this delicious vegetable, by
boiling in water, is nearly destructive to its fla
vor, at least so says a lady who has sent us the
following method of preparing them for the ta
ble, which, afier experience, we must add is a
great improvement: "Place in the bottom of
your sauce pan or boiler, several of the outside
leaves of head salad put your peas in the dish
with two ounces of butter in proportion to half
a peck of peas cover tho pan or boiler close,
and place it over the fire in thirty minutes
they are ready for the table. They can either
be seasoned in the pan or after taken out. Wa
ter extracts nearly all the delicious quality of
the green pea, and is as fatal to their flavor as
it is destructive to a mad dog."
Family Poisoned. A gentleman and his wife,
his wife's sister, and three children, were all
poisoned at Salem, New Jersey, on Monday
last, by partaking freely of pudding baked in an
earthen vessel; lis supposed that in baking the
pudding it imbibed from the glazing, (which is
done with red lead,) its deleterious qualities,
which is a subtle and fatal poison, and persons
cannot be too cautious in the use of their culina
ry utensils, or the consequences of such care
lessness will be dearly repaid. Medical aid
was promptly called in, and all of them were
considered out of danger on Wednesday eren-
ing. Philadelphia Daily Chronicle.
We find tho following floating about in our
exchange papers. If true, the information is of
value to tho wheat growers. We give it for
what it is worth:
" Salt is said to be a complete preventive
against the destruction of wheat by weevil. Mix
a pint of salt with a barrel of wheat, or put the
grain in old salt barrels, and the weevil will not
attack it. In stacking wheat, four or five quarts
of salt to every hundred sheaves, sprinkled
among them, will entirely secure them from the
depredations of the insect, and render the straw
more valuable as food for cattle."
By the by, speaking of tales, we liko those
that end well. Hotrtr's for instance.
WW
Broken up. " Well, mother, the founda
tions of the great deep have broken up at last."
'What do you mean, Timothy "My trow-
sers have got a hole in 'em behind, that's what
I mean.
"Woman. A mother she cherishes and cor
rects us; a sister she consults and counsels us;
a sweetheart she coquets us ; a wife--she
comforts and confides in us; without her, what
wonlil bennmn nf im "... rivrVi rnr
" . . - W I'ft.W
We'll enquire and let you know. Picayune.
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A Northern Man with Southern Principles.
I say Sam,' said a negro employed in carrying
up bricks to a building, addressing a brother
darky, whose avocation 18 manufacturing ice
creams: 'why does you follow sich a cold bu
siness? It wouldn't be genial to my Suddern
feelins.1
'Well, fac is I follow it, Ben, caso you sees
I's a Suddern man with Noddern principles.'
If Prince Albert should die, what a scramble
there would bo for the widow.
No 2L-
wauuujuiiimjui jm.iwium.Moi'.wi.n t
From the Harrisburg Reporter. .
The Berks County Murder. Capt.
Renno, an indefatigable citizen of Berks
county, passed through this town, on his
return from the west, on Wednesday, hav
ing in custody the two persons suspected;
as the murderers of Mr Christ, of Berks
county ; a notice of which excited much
attention a few weeks ago in the newspa
pers of the State, as the crime was an un
usual, and almost unheard of oc;e in thai-'
honest county. We have been politely
handed the following, particulars of an ex
amination of one of the prisoners, at Day
ton, Ohio.
The following voluntary declaration waj
was made on the examination before
me, by F. Osleman, June 23, 1841.
In January last 1 went to Berks county,
Pa. The first time I saw Rineheart wa
at Boyer's store, at Bernville he had
some difficulty with a girl. He (R.) said
we had belter steal a couple of horses and
run away, but he (Osleman) would not
do so.
About a month ago R. told him, O.,
that he had a spite against Christ. R. told
me Christ had money and wanted me to
assist to murder Christ. He said they
could go down the river (Ohio) and would
not be found out.
On Tuesday before the murder Rine
hart told me that we would choke him
and kill him, and after he was dead take
him up stairs and hang him. I told him
I would not do it, for we would be found
out and be calched. On Wednesday he
told me he was going to do it. About 10
in the evening we left D Bodlike's tavern
I went to iJyerly's where my clothes were,
and packed up my clothes. The next I
saw of Rinehart was between 1 and 3
o'clock in the morning he came to Bver
ly's, when we started off 1 miles 1 wa
tired.
Rinehart brought 3 guns with him.
When we slopped 1 fell aiieep in a few
minutes, and I believe R. did. We $onn
went to Laws X Kejs tavern. 1 told R.
1 was tired of carrying the guns one was
a small one. He R., offered to yell the
gun, and told me to sa) it was mine. Tho
landlord offered gl 50 for it. He, R. told
me to throw it down and give it to him.
R. had a pistol which is now at my house
in Miami county. R. had some silver
money and some bills I dont know how
Had you then TfJ0-or 50 dollars 1 I
should think more, but dont know how
much. We went on foot to Stouchtown,
then to Myerstown in a buggy and paid
$2 00, then to Lebanon, then to Millers
town, then took the stage to Harrisburg,
thence to Hagerstown, thence toWheeling
and to Cincinnati, and then to Dayton.
I paid my travelling expenses and he paid
his.
This side of Cumberland I asked him
(R.) if he had done it, he (R.) said no.
1 hereby certify the foregoing to be in
substance the declaration made before me,
on the examination of F. Osleman, this
26th June, 1841.
E FORELIN,
Justice of the Peace.
In addition : Rinehart states that they
entered the kitchen window Osleman
first, and that when R. got in, O. was cho
king Christ. He remonstrated, but not
soon enough to save C's life.
Storm at the East. The Boston
Times of Thursday says,
At quarter past six last evening there
was a violent hail storm, succeeded by
rain which came down in torrents. Many
of the hailstones which fell just in front of
our office were full an inch and a half in
diameter. This is an unprecedented oc
currence at this season of the year in Bos
ton, and caused several timid people to
think that Miller's prophecies were about
to be prematurely fulfilled.
From the Boston Journal, Thursday evening.
During the shower a house in Dedham
w ?tr,,c, b' "ijhtmng, but no person was
injured ; and the unitarian Meeting house
iii iu'.uiuiu "nj ninu on (Jits, iuu aiiiuij
damaged. In the course of the night an
other violent thunder squall passed over,
and the rain fell "ryghte merryle," to the
great satisfaction and delight of vegetable
of almost every description, which have
been pining for want of moisture for sev
al weeks.
The Raleigh Star has an article on Goon
Breeding,' followed by an account of an exS
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traordmary litter of pigs I
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