... 'J The whole art ok Government consists in the art of being honest. Jefferson. STROUDSBURG, MONROE COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY, MAY 25, 1842. No: 12. VOL. $&?NTED AND PUBLISHED BY ' THEODORE SCHOCH. TERMS.-Two dollars per annum in advance Two dollars mid a Quarter, half yearly, and if not paid before the end of T vcar,Two dollars and a half. Those vrho recede their incrs bv a carrier or stage drivers employed by the propne i r wilfbe charged 7 1-2 cts. per year, extra. So papers discontinued until all arrearages arc paid, except - the option of the Editor. ir7AiiVcrtisements not exceeding one square (sixteen lines) 'I be inserted three weeks for one dollar: twenty-five cents i r' everv subsequent inseition larger ones in proportion. A l cral discount will be made to yearly advertisers. ,&Xll letters addressed to the Editor must be post paid. POETRY. From the Christian World. Tbc Summer Birds. BY MRS. A. B. WKLBT. Sweet warblers of the sunny hours, For ever on the wing I love them, as I love the flowers, J . The sunlight, and the spring. They come like pleasant memories, In Summer's joyous time, And sing their gushing melodies As I would sing a rhyme. - In the green and tmiet places :f Where the golden sunlight falls, . We sit with smiling faces, To list their silver calis; And when their holy anthems Come pealing through the air, ' Our hearts leap forth to meet them, With a blessing and a prayer. Amid the morning's fragrant dew Amid the mists of even - They warble on as if they drew Their music down from Heaven. 1 How sweetly sounds each mellow note", Beneath the moon's pale ray, "When dying zephyrs rise and float, Like lovers' sighs- away ! Like shadowy spirits seen at eve, Among the tombs they glide; Where sweet pale forms, for which we grieve, Like sleeping side by side. They break with song and solemn hush Where peace reclines her head, And link their lays with mournful thoughts That cluster round the dead. For never can my soul forget The loved of other years ; Their memories fill my spirit yet I've kept them green with tears ; And their singing greets my heart at times. As in the days of yore, Though their music, and their iovelineSjS) Is o'er for ever o'er. And often, when the mournful night . Comes with a low, sweet tune, And sets a star on every height, And one beside the moon When not a sound of wind or wave The holy stillness mais, I look above, and strive to trace Their dwellings in the stars. The birds I the birds of summer hours They bring a gush of glee To the child among the fragrant flowers To the sailor on the sea. We hear their thrilling voices In their swift and airy flight And the inmost heart rejoices r; With a calm and pure delight In the stillness of the starlight hoursj When 1 am with the dead, Oh! may they flutter 'mid the flowers That blossom o'er my head, And pour their songs of gladness forth In one melodious strain, O'er lips whose broken melody Shall never sing again. Tlit Farmer's Soag. "Well, farmer, how speaketh the weather to-dayl How sprmgeth the seed through the soil? And how, when their trust these broad acres repay, Wilt thou find the" leward of thy top !" The farmer look'd up through the calm of the sky The farmer look'd out o'er his field. And he paused, as if scanning with spirit and eye, The harvest those acres would yield. "For years have my forefathers follow'd the plough, And the harvests the Godhead has given I With the fruits which, in autumn, they shook from the bough, They gave to the purpose of heaven! The fruits have the board of the festival gracTd, And the grain has been ground in the mill ; Where the poor have requir'd, it has freely been plac'd, J3ut h never was food for the still! "And blessings have follow'd iO them and to theirs, And plenty, and pleasure, and peace? They sow'd not in evil, and reap'd not in tears, nd each season was crown'd with increase ! Like them have Isow'd, ant like them have Iraow'd And I've reapM an I've gajjjpfd like them ; nd while 1 tread in so blaelcjjS a road, ' f "Neither Heaven nor earth will cognJjenuft BBH I 1 From the Natchez Free Trader. Romantic Story. The Boston Times says "that someone lately attempted to murder a sleeping woman by pouring hot lead into her ear, and that so shocking-a circumstance was never lieardofbc- Jorc." This is a mistake. A more remarkable instance occurred some years ago, in Virginia. We personally knew all the parties intimately. Col. F, a gentleman of high respectability and frequently a Representative from his coun ty, died, leaving a wife, some sons, a very beautiful daughter, about 1 5 y ears of age. The. widow, finding herself destitute, opened a board ing house at tho county seat, and among the boarders was Mr. W. a wealthy merchant, in the meridian of life, and a very fine looking man. This gentleman was the prop and stay of the family, gave employment to the sons, furnished means to educate the daughter in tho most fashionable manner, and conceived for her a violent passion. On her return from school, he addressed her, but she resisted alike his ap peals and the importunites of her mother and friends. She bad indeed, formed an attach ment for a very "nice young man" in the same town, but he was not to be put in competition with the rich merchant, in the estimation of the family. The young lady perhaps thought oth erwise. Finally, however, after two years of assiduity and delicate gallantry on the part of Mr. W. and the combined tears, entreaties, threats and persecution of the family, the fair girl stood before the altar and became his wife. The evening a large party was given them, and in the midst of the dance Mr. W. being sudden ly attacked with vertigo and sick head ache, was compelled to withdraw. His young wife hung over him in the silent watches of night, apparently in deep distress, and insisted on giving him a potion. She poured out a wine glass full of laudanum, and he swallowed it without knowing its nature. From some cause, it immediately acted as an emetic; but left him stnpid and wandering. His senses reeled. One moment he would lay motionless and com itose as if on the borders of the spirit would, and then, he would shriek and leap up convul sively, like a strong man in his agony. Mrs. W. denied all admission into the chamber. At length he fell into a gentle slumber. She. then stooped for a moment over the smouldering em bersapproached tho bed, gazed at her sleep ing husband, and holding a heated ladle in her hand, calmly prepared to pour a stream of melt ed lead into his ear. At that instant he moved, and the hissing liquid intended to penetrate tip-, and scald out, his brain, and thus cause hlh death without a trace, fell upon his cheek. He shouted in excruciating pain, and the revellers, mother, brothers and friends, rushed in. There writhed the still stupid husband, the lead rivi ted deep into his cheek, and there stood the fiend wife, her bridal fillets yet upon her brow, the instrument of death in her hand an empty phial labelled "Laudanum," lying on the floor. The fearful reality of the case flashed on every one,, and in the confusion of the moment she disappeared, and was hurried forthwith out of the commonwealth to a distant Slate; on search ing the room an old French magazine was found containing the death bed confession of a woman, who had murdered nine husbands by pouring lead into their ears. The laudanum and the lead, it was ascertained; procured from the store of Mr; W. a few" days before their marriage, 2nd the ladle Used was part of a bri dal present. The Grand Jury next morning found a bill against the fugitive, and the legis lature being in session, decreed a final solute divorce What renders this case the more sin gular is that Miss T. was proverbial for the blandness of her manners, and the uniform soft ness of her temper. She was a blonde. The rose leaf tinted her lilly cheek as a sun beam glows on snow. Her blue eyes were indescri bably sweet, and her golden hair floated like drapery of gossamer around a form more per fect and voluptuous, than ever itaphaei dream of or Petrarch aung, Often have we gazed, as she stood the cynosure of every circle, and wondered if angels could be so fair. But the aetjuel of this romance is more sin gular still. Years rolled by and Mr. W. con tinued a wretched and solitary man. But tho spell of the enchantress was still upon his soul. He. closed his estates collected his ample means, and followed her to her distant abode, to make a new offer of his hand! She had just married man of high standing, aware of all the circumstances, but incapable of resisting her charms. Poor W ! Then indeed, did the iron enter his soul, "The deadly arrow quiv ered in his side." His early love his fluctua ting courtship his triumph and the tragedy it occasioned the flight the divorce his years of misery the new birth of his passion and now its dissappoitnment, final and forever -.came rushing over him, like an avalanche, in the tide of bitter memories, and he prayed for death ! Whether this prayer was answered we know not. He may yot wander broken hearted over the earth; but one thing we do know. If he be dead, a more wretched, yet a purer and-nobler spirit nevter winged its flight i!to Heivenv - MMMMMMwqBMMMBMIMM"11"" . i. .. .,, j, .,r ,,. , , . . . I Little ILca Glaizcttc. At Saint Jean-d'Herans, a village in the Southeast of France, Mr. and Mrs. Masson have opened a schobl as a branch of their missiona ry operations. They occupy an apartment in an bid chateau; celebrated in that country as the residence of a Protestant martyr. It was there that Mr. d'Heris was arrested, under Louis XV., to be led-to Mens, where he was decapitated. . t The Evahgeiistand his wife are remarkably blessed in the spiritual care they, bestow upon the children of the village. A gentleman from Geneva who has recently visited them relates the following instance of the power of the tes timony of the truth of God out of the mouth of one of the smallest of the flock. A few weeks ago; Lea Glaizette, only four years oldj gave the missionaries ihe most cheer ing evidence of the value of thelt labours. This dear child used to take her little bench every day and sit at the feet of Mrs. Massbn, to hear her read the Scriptures, or relate to her some of the stories from the Youths' Friend. She used to retire, frequently, to a corner of the bid kitchen of the chateau, where she prayed with great fervor and simplicity. At the beginning of last August, an inhabitant of the village, Mr. X., was attacked by a nervous fever. The child heard them speak of this man -with much anxiety, concerning the state of his soul? for he appeared to be approaching his end, but was bitterly opposed to the word of God. She im mediately left the house and penetrated, no one knows how, to thervery chamber of the sick man, and said to him "Mr. X., you are 'going to die immediately, and you are going to meet God, and yet you arc not converted! Shall 1 pray for you that the good God may forgive your sins and give you a new heart!" "Yes, if you please, my little friend." Immediately, this amiable little creature kneeled down and pray ed for him with so much earnestness and fer vor, that he could not restrain his tears. It is front him alone that we have learned the inci dents of this touching scene; for, three days af terwards, Lea was herself attacked by the same fever with such violence, that for forty-nine days her sufferings were dreadful, and she then died without recovering her reason. From that time, the enemy of God was changed, and he is now found a constant hearer of the word of God. He cannot speak of little Lea, with out weeping. Quarterly paper of the Foreign Evan. Soc. An Argument for the Bible cause. A lady in Bristol, England, deeply impressed with the importance of the Bible Society, de termined to make personal application in its behalf, lo an elderly gentleman and her ac quaintance, who possessed much wealth, but never contributed to objects of ,this riatUre. She was told by her friends it would Be in rain, but this did hot shake her resolution. She called and presented the case; exhibiting all the documents calculated to promote her object. They produced no impression. . She then rea soned with him; but wilhoiu effect. At length she asked him the question "Have'you a Bible; Sir?" "Yes." "What would induce you to part with ft?" . "1 would not part with it oh any consideration." "Sir," said she; "there are thousands in this laiid who are destitute of that which you profess to prize s'd highly. A tri fling portion of your property would supply a fellow-creature with the book you would not part with on any consideration." This appeal produced the desired effect. The gentleman, howeveri coiicealed his feelings, and simply ask ed with an air of indifference, uWhal do you think I ought to give?" Supposing that he was balancing between a small sum and an absolute refusal; she replied, "We receive any stim,J3ir; however small." He then went td his bureau, took a bag of guineas, and began very deliber ately td count then! one two, three, four; and so on. After he had proceeded sometime in this way, the lady presuming that he had for gotten the subject oh which she came; and was engaged in other business, ventured to inter rupt him with the remark that her time was precious and that if he did not mtond to give; she begged lo be informed, that she might so licit elsewhere. "Have patience for a few minutes," he replied and proceeded till he had counted seventy-three guineas. "There, mad am' said he, "there is one guinea for every year that 1 have" lived; take (hit for the Bible Society." i'atrsotic. "Feller Sogurs," said a newly elected lieu tenant of Militia, away down in Maine, "I'm al ii red oblceged to you for this shore up in the ranks you have given me. Feller Sogers, I'm not goin to forget your kirtdrtess soon net by a darn'd sight ami I fell you what it is; rli stick to my post like pilch to a pine board, so long as there's peace; but as 1 go in for rotation in office, if we should come to blows with the Britishers, I'll bo darn'd if I don't resign right off, and give every fellow a fair shake for fame and glory, and all that ere." Why are weddings called (bridal) parlies? Because folk? generally get bit by them. A Dialogue in the Market Between a Yankee, an Irishman, a Dutch man, and a Frenchman, on the subject of Eatables and Speakables. Yankee Hullo, Mounseer! what are you go ing to do with them are frogs there, in that are basket? Frenchman De frog? Vy, sare, I will eat de frog. Irishman Ate him! what, ate that sprawling divil of a straddle-bug? I'd a3 soon put all the sarpints that St. Patrick carried out of Ireland in abag down the throat iv me. Yankee You can't be in earnest now, Aloun- seer, You ain't such a pickerel as to bite at a frog ! Frenchman Pickerellc! Vat is dat jrou tall de pickerelle? Yankee A darned great long nosed fish that we catch with a frog bait. Frenchman Vat you tell me, sare? You bait de frog vit de fish? Mon Dieu! you no un derstand de frog you no taste, no sense, no skill in the cursine! Fish de bait vid de frog? Begar! YaHkee Fish the bait! Why don't you par leyvoo right eend foremost? , . Irishman Ay, cuishjamacreewhy "don't you put the cart before the herse, as I do ? Dutchman Yaw, mynheer, why don't you dalk goot English, like I does? Yankee Dalk? Ha, ha, ha! you talk about dalking? Why, you can't no more pronouncie the English than a wild Hoppintot. You can't get your clumsy Tutch tonguo round the words of civilized language. Now listen to me, Mounseer Frenchman, and HI leach you how it's done. . , Dutchman No lishen to me I unt'ersh, tants how to pronounce de most properest. 1 gomes from te todder sidt of Enkland, andiure I knows how to shpoke de pure Eriklish. Irishman Is that a raisonable sort iv a rai son now ? By that same logic I ahduld; know how to speak the lhglish still better, for I came from this side iv Ingland, and was niter across the Irish channel sihee I was born, let alone the day before that. And tkin, besid'er;. rae sreat grandmother was a schoolmaster, and mO second cousin', on me neighbors side, was a praicher intill the bargain. So, Mister Mori shure, I'm the boy that'll taiche ye to spake Inglish properly. , Frenchman OuU All speak de Ingleae dt Yankee, de Irishman, de Dutchman', all speak him bess, and all speak him different! Begar! Now1, Vat you call dis (showing a po tato,) dis pome, de tcrre? , Yankee That pum de tar! Why, MdrisceV, i call that pum de tar, a potato. Frenchman Oui. Now; sare, vat oii call him? , ... Irishman A par2tie---a raat murphy; t'6 be shre. Frenchman Oui. And now, sare; vat yob call htm? ... ... Dutchman "Wat I galls him? Wy, I galls him a bridado, any vool might know dat. , Frenchman---Ha, ha, ha! begar! You all call him differont. You all speak de true Inglese, and you no speak, him like. Ha, ha, ha, begar! Yankee Well, Mrfiinseer, now let hie ax you a question. What is this I Have in my hand? (showing a cane.) t Frenchman1 Vat is dat? Vy, sare, dat is dat is Sacre me ho can link. Vat you call de homme, de rascalle, vol kill A-belle? Yankee--- What killed a Belli Frerichmart Oui, Monsieur; dat grand ras calle, dat murd, dat knock down A-belle, vile he keep de sheep; de mutton. DutchmanOh, oh; 1 know what he means now; he meads Gain; de vurat murtercr. Frenchman Oui; yes sare: 'tis oae cane. Yankee Right, Mounseer; it isn't two canes. Now what do you call it ytiu lirab of old Ire land? you essence of brogue? Irishman I'm after calling it a shilaiah; and if you don't be aisy calling ill names,- I'll be af ter proviti' it to ye. ' , . Dutchman Now, ahenllemafts, don't Tight about a vort. Hark do me. I'll hut you out one. Wat you gall ats.' isnowwg jaunty ui. curd with whey.) Irishman Ochl and isn't it a bonny-cUpper? Yankee You may call it what y;d please, but 1 call it lupper'd milk. Frenchman Lop-ea? milk! "Mon Dieu! )e Yankee milk ave do ear; ye; hear vat he say. Mon Dieu! Dutchman Now you pe's all wroHg". Dis wat I have in de uokkin, is sehrhearcase. Yankee U's a darned queer case,-1 think. Why, you don't know the difference" betwiit tweedledum, and twefidledee. So, gotfd bye to you, Frenchmanfcte feedledumi He is iib feedle- dee, begar! (ifero one of the froga.hopped out of Monsieur's basket; he porsiies hjm) Keshey de frog! keshey do frogf 0, me pauvre frog! O, grand fricitsse! He scape he run away begar! Irishman -Och, and isn't that quare flow, that a living straddle.bug ahuld run away be fore he'a cooked at all, at all; tha uiVgfateful Bar pint! St. Patrick presage me from all frogs and toads and other wakes aa long as I live. And so with this praffis, 1'rii dfF. Dutchman Mine bbj! wat a vubs is there apout a pull-vrog!( But HI puy mine zour-gront; and deii I'll pe off doo", in lesser as to dime. ciii?6rtittly Modest: An editor in Mississippi says it is about ti'riie candidates for Congress were nominate d, aiUt concludes with recommending himself thusi . "We know no brie in our section of illS State, more deseivirig of the office or ueji'eif qualified to represent us, than ou'rseU". are oppose? to the State Bonding stm- in totd, to the Bonds of sin, ttf all bonds btk oilik of love, and are stmrid in politics. IVU are strictly moral in every respect; and no 'can charge us with a bad act committed 5Vcs Wo came to years Of discrelitm trial is; sViVco- wo cut the credit system. The democrats cS? La fayette will go for us Heart and Harttk Will our ariti-bond friends have a meeting arfe! pre vail Upon us to serve the party? We' only want a little coaxing, iifcb a bashful young; wid ow. 'Tis true we are no orator, but wf have got a good voice; and have joined the debating club for the express purpose of pjlrfling to speak in public on the stump.' We havn't joined the tee-totallors, but we shall Vako the pledge at their next meeting. WMl more need we say? Editors throughout the State will please announce that we are 1 candidate, provided they will wait for their, feed until we receive - payment for Chancery Court advertis ing done by us during the past two year. We shall issue a horse-bill at an early day, describ ing our parts; pedigree and preterisi'uns." Singular Occnrreilfe. Some weeks since; ah eld gig was sent t Mr. Samuel H. Gorer, auctioneer in Baltimosev to be sold. On Wednesday last it was knock ed off to an individual for the small sum f $2 50. Subsequently the purchaser disposed of the gi'g.lo a Mr. Muddy. On remsving tbe lining on Friday, Mr. M., discovered a pocket book, which; on being opened, was found contain a number of current bank notes, amount ing in all to the sum of $750. As far as the fotmer owh'ers of th gig have been tracedj no one seerhs to have any knowledge df the" exist ence Of the money in its hiding place. A Great Tree A red d? sugar maple tree, hi Ossipee. N. H., was blown over ih the late storm, which fcss been for a long time a great cuHdaity in (hat neighborhood,, The circumference Of this tree at the ground was 23 feet, and cbntiued about the same size for 17 feet, perfectly straight and smooth. The Owner has made forty pounds of sugar frorh this lreb a year, and its product now at the saw mill has just been ascertained to be 3300 feet of inch boards, and nine cords of wood for fuel. Time: It is a truism that time passes ra'pidly it way. The wheel is constantly revolving and carries with it our griefs and joys and finally life it self. The ancients represented time with a forelock, to show that il should be seized with' Out delay, and that if once lost, it cannot be' se cured. The duration of a1 man's life should not be estimated by his years but by what be' has accomplished by the uses which he has made of time and opportunity. The industrious man lives longer than the drone and by inuring our body to exercise and activity we shall more than double the years of over existence. A recent village debate in Yerrao'ht, upon the question "ought a young matud foller a gal, after she gives him the mitten?" was duly ar gued pro and con- -and Uien ihe President de cided that "he hadn't 'ough'ter. When the s'.opper of a glass decanter be" comes too ti" nt, a cloth wfet with hot water Mi& applied to the neck will cause the glass to ex pand, so that the stopper may h& easily remov ed. The editor of the New York Aurora is a prime liaHu at "kalkailating." Listen to him ; In Cincinnati, where eggs are three cents and d half per dozen, pork one dollar and ajhajf per hundred;, and flour four dollars pe? barrel, at lady piyi $15 for a Parisia bcrmet. She consequently wears upon her heatJ two bar rel Of flour. 400 cwt. of pork, and about 29' 1-2 dozen of eggs. A pretty good for e Hatty. "Daddy, daddy, kV going to raint"' sard1 a fir tie urchin lo his- father, the other evening. "What make you think sd, my son'y "Cause there's a vttn& reat 'circumstance' rouwi the moon. &rmik.Mi the GVand jury of AlTegheny CbunTy, says the Easton Whig, have presented te the Cewrt the subject of drunkenness, and suggested' that intoxication should be made s criminal' a! by the laws of the State. Why is a widow like a kettla mender? cause she is desirous- of re-pairing. Be- 1 .it V it- -a ill I (1 .fl 41
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