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From the Chronick and Sentinel. A
Henry Clay.
A PARODY.
" Ilail to the chief now in triumph advancing
Hark to the shout from North, South and West ' ' i
Sce the bright banners, as round us they're glancing,
Hail to America's noblest and blest !
Shout loud your welcome now ''..
Iltnd the wreath on his brow. .. ,
For he is coming to guide us and save f -Liftup
your voices high,
Tor every suDsequem lnscmon :arger ones in proportion. A
Let your shout reach the sky, , -
For he is chosen the chief of the brave !
On ! Freemen, on '. for your foes are retreating,
Ths Star of the wast is first in the chase-
Soon shall we have tlie sweet pleasure of greeting,
Han who is almost foremost la the race ! ' , "
Soon in the Chair of State, , J - "
May Ave scp him the great - ?
Statesman who noveryet faltered or Ccw frfT.
O ! do not hold back now, ' fc
Soon you'll see him I trow, 13
Where sat Ue Hero of Tippecanoe !
D.
Augusta, Ga.
From the Spint of the Times.
Origin of Bets in Horcestacir Care.
I hare obserred lately much speculation as
to thtt origin of the bot or grub. 1 have read
Mr. Mitchell's account of his experiment in kil
ling the worm, after inking it from the stomach
of the dead horse.
As it should be our object to do all the good
we can to mankind, I feel it my duty to give
the world wlut I ihink a cert2in remedy for
thf but or grub, without commenting how they
furl their way intoihe horses stomach, or how
they are formed. It is enough that such a
thing does exist ai bots in horses, and that
11 is important how 10 get jfti of them, when we
ascertain our horse is alpicied by them.
To make the bot. or grub let go his hold,
give ihe horse a quart of molasses or dissolved
niigar, with a quart of sweet milk : in thirty
minutes vou will find the horse at case: then
tulverize'oneeighih-nf a pound of alum, dissolve I
11 in .a quart of wptm water, and drench your
liors; after whichin two hours or less I
giv the horso wue pound of salts, and 7011 :
will find the bon in his dung. 1 think This !
is, after :iil the .speculations and. cures I h ave !
seen, the only thing; that will, to a certainty
remove ihe hots.
The molasses and milk cause the bot to
let go and pref upon the sweets : the alum
contracts him. and tb nlts nas? him nfT
J. C. WALKER,
To Preserve Peach Trees a-adtosave'
Plums'.'
A writer in the Pittsburgh Chronicle slates
that he succeeds in sav'ujjj the Peach trees
fiom the ravages of the worm by the following
process:
I preserve the Peach tree by entirely freeing
the diseased par from eanh and gum, then
spreading over it a thin coat of chandler's com
mon hard soap, and filling up with fresh soil.
1 have also tried salt and found that it destroy
ed this worm effectually, but soap answers bet
when ihe worm has pert;lrated any distance up
1
the Mem of the treelbr with a small ramrod
yon can force it to mk extreme point of the j
xuvitv' or nit it all Am. 1 have seen salipeire
yeeorrirruMided for Peach trees attacked by this
worm, but l'18 abore remedies will not only
destroy the indent, but ihey are excellent ma
!fi?s." and will oreserve the Uee in a healthy
:at', f ven if used Jn the greatest proportion ;
while fi&hoetre if no( used in the siriciost pro-
jinnm and care, is danjerous to-fruit trees of
nery kind.
The Curculio is now j.usy destroying plums on
tnanv trees by stinging ihe yowg fruit and
the correspondent of the Chronicle bears ttvs
ti:nony to ho complete remedy of jarring the
tree early in ihe morn'ta'g, before the sun is up,-aiilcau-hiii2
Uie troublesome bugs on. a sheet
snn ad or held beneath the tree. The Curculio
timy be taken and oV?stroyed in this wayand the
j In us be preserved.
Avoid arguments .vWith' ladiesinpimiing
yarn anion" iks and, jai'Ma:majrjs.e 10
e yfrostcdiy -i y mm f '
A William Pcsiti Beed.
The Washington (Pa.) Examiner, gives the
following as a genuiivo copy of the original
deed of transfer, 'executed between William
Penn and the early proprietors of the soil of
Pennsylvania :
William Perm's Deed, from the Indians, in
1GS5. This ludoniure witnesseth that We,
Pachenah, Jarckhan, Sikals,Parinuesoit, Jervis
Essepenauk, Felktroy, Hckellappan, Econus,
iUachloha, Metthconga, Wissa Powey, Indian
Kings, Sachemakers, right owners of all lands,
from Qumg Quingus, called Duck Creek, untd
Upland called Chester Creek, all along ihe
West sids of Delaware River, and so between
the said Creeks backwards as far as a man can
ride in two days with a horso, for and in con
sideration of these following goods to us in
hand and secured to be paid bVilliam Penn,
proprietary and governor of the province of
Pennsylvania and territories thereof, viz : 20
guns, 20 fathoms matchcoat, 20 fathoms stroud
water, 20 blankets, 20 kettles, 20 lbs. powder,
100 bars of lead, 40 -tomahawks, 100 knives.
40 pair of stockings, 1 barrel of leer, 20 lbs.
of red lead, 100 fathoms of wampum, 30 glass
bottles, 30 pewter spoons, 100 a-wl blades, 300
tobacco pipes, 100 hands tobacco, 20 tobacco
tongs, 20 steels, 300 flints, 30pair of scissors,
30 combs, 00 looking glasses, 200 needles, 1
skipple of salt, 30 lbs. sugar, 5 gallons molas
ses, 20 lobacco boxes, 100 Jews harps, 20 hoes,
30 gimlets, 30 wooden screw boxes, 100 strings
of beads.
Do hereby acknowledge, &c. Given tinder
our hand, &c. at New Castle, 2d day of the
eighth month, 1G85.
The above is a true copy from a copy taken
from the original by Ephraim Morton, now liv
ing in Washington County, Pennsylvania, for
merly a clerk in the land office, which he gave
to William Huiion.and from which the above
was taken in Little York this 7th day of De
cember, 1S13.
Working One's Passftffe.
A good story is told in the last Concordia In
telligencer, of a simple-minded Hoosierand his
operations at Natchez. The fellow 'came down'
on a flat boat ; and anxious to get back at as
cheap a rate as possible, strolled on .board one I
of the wharf boats at Natchez, bundle m hand,
and asked the owner when his boat would start
for Louisville. Every one who knows any
thing about a wharf boat knows that it is a fix
ture, as destitute of "go ahead" principles as a
drift log ; but the Hoosicr was ignorant even
of this fact, and as the ownervof the floating gro
cery was something of a w.j, he lold him that-
; he should be oft "very shortly." V e givo the
rest of the story as we find it :
" Well, captain, 1 want to work my pas
sage.
All right," was the reply
"rnnvon niimn 7"
" First rale," said the Hoosier.
. j , r .
" Lay to," said S. here ii is. The poor
fellow laid down his bundle and went in w ork
dad earnest; he tugged unremittingly for a
couple of hours ihe sweat rolling in torrents
lrom his hardy featureswhen, happening to
cist his eye around, he observed that iho boat
had " machinery. " Hullo ! captain," ex-
claimed the Hoosier, where a your bilers-
where's your machinery?" S. in the meantime,
had Mepped ashore and collected a crowd to
witness the joke. The poor fellows question
was answered by aloud laugh, which lold I'm
picked up slranjer but I'll bet I can knock
down and drag out any man that says Pin a
fool!" N. O. Pic
A Touching EiscrelesiS.
The National Intelligencer notices the fol
lowing incident which occurred a few days
since during the holding of an inquest over the
body of a drowned boy, which is illustrative of
the fidelity and sagacity of ihe canine spedes:
A line dog the fond companion and almost
constant follower of the drowned boy during
his lifetime, had, unperccived by the family,
crouched himself directly under the stand on
which lay the dead body of ihe poor little fel
low. On some slight motion of the sheet
which was thrown over ihe cornse. ihe dog
which lay still and motionless on ihe floor, was
perceived by the lather of me deceased. 1 he
attempt was then made by the father 10 remove
the poor animal and put him out of the room,
but m vain ; for the dog resisted, and remained
" steadfast and immovable," and seemed to in
dicate moit strongly, by iho sadness of his
looks, that he partook of the sorrow of the dis
tressed parents, who were boih present. " Let
him remain." said the afflicted mother. he
loved the poor boy while he was alive !" " Yes,
let' him remain," said one or two of the jury;
and the poor faiher, whose foot was upraised,
desisted and took his seat, while the tears of
every one present were with difficulty "sup
pressed. It was a simple and touching scene,
which the pen of Sterne or Byron, only could
have adequately described.
1 A groomsman was half married by mistake for
ihe bridegroom a few days since at Cleveland.
Hejvassadly frightened, and has resolved never
q.be.,caught'.jn.,so daiige rail's, a -'position again, j
j A eliriqueai Subscriber's Soliioajny,
Yes, it is so ! two years have flown,
Since first I took my papers
Time scarcely comes ere it is gone,
Like transient blaze of taper.
Could I keep pace with his career;
Though ere so transitory,
And pay my printers bills each year
Twere not so bad a story.
I3ut now near twico twelve months 1 find
The printers have been drilling
And dunning negligence like mine,
And I've not paid a shilling.
The bill is now five dollars near
It grieves me much to think it, . V
When I have spent that each year,,
For many a useless ticket. .
Alas how could I wrong the man,
Who long has sent me weekly,
So rich a treasure and who can
Endure such treatment meekly.' '
Of late I've suffered much from fear;
And mental purturbaiion,
Lest I should see my name appear
In black list publication.
But thanks to Providence; most kind,
The printers long forbearance;
I now will ease my troubled mind, ' '
By paying off my clearance : '
There's left me now ah let me. see , . ,
From wages of last winter,
Only a solitary V,
And that shall pay the printer. '
My negligence in time that's past,
I hope he'll not think hard on.
For I will pay him well at last, .
And humbly beg his pardon.
TSic Quail.
We would walk six miles to shako hands
with the writer of tho following article, and
would not mind, moreover, lending a lick our
selves at ihe murderous darkey, whom he so
justly anathematizes. The article is, we be-
i iieve, from an old No. of iho Knickerbocker
Nat. In.
S)me Observations Coxcer.mxg Quails.
The quail is the bird for me. He is no ro
ver, no emigrant, tie stays at home and is
identified with the soil. Where the farmer
works, he lives, and loves, and whistles. In
budding spring-time and in scorching summer,
in bounteous, autumn and in barren winter, his
voice is heard from the same bushy hedge-fence
and front his customary cedars. Cupidity and
cruelty may drivo him to the woods, and to
seek more quiet seats ; but be merciful and
kind to him, and he will visit your barnyard,
and sing for you upon ihe boughs of the apple
tree by your gate-way. But when warm May
first woos tho young flowers to open and re
ceive her breath, then begin the loves and jeal
ousies and duels of the .bevy. Duels too often,
alas ! bloody and fatal ; for iherc liveth not an
individual of tjje gallinaceous order, braver,
bolder, more enduring than a cock quail fighting
for his lady-love. Arms, too, he wieldeth,
such as give no vain blows, rightly used. His
mandible serves for other purposes than mere
biting of grasshoppers and picking up of In
dian corn. While ihe dire aflray rages Miss
Quailina lookcth on from her safe perch on a
limb above the combatants, impartial specta
tress, belling her love under her left wing pa
lieily ; and when tho vanquished crarcn finally
bites the dust, descends and rewards the con
quering hero with her heart and hand.
Now begin the cares and responsibilities of
wedded life. Away fly the happy pair to seek
some grassy tussock, where, safe from the eye
of the hawk and the noiso of the fox, they
may rear their expected brood in peace, provi
dent, and not doubting that their espousale
will be blessed with a numerous offspring.
Oat harvest arrives, and the fields are waving
with yellow grain. Now bo wary, oh, kind
hearted cradler ! and tread not into those pure
white eggs ready 10 burst with life ! Soon
there is a peeping sound heard, and lo ! a proud
mother walkeih magnificently in the midst of
her children, searching and picking, and teach
ing them how to swallow. Happy is she if
she may be permitted to bring them up to ma
turity, and uncompelled to renew her joys in
another nest.
The assiduities of a mother have a beauty antn
a sacredness about them that command reapct
and reverence in all animal nature, human or in
human what a lie does that word carry ex
cept, perhaps, in monsters, insects, and fish.
I never yet heard of the parenial tenderness of
a trout, eating up his linle baby, nor ihe filial
gratitude of a spider, nipping the life out of his
grey-headed faiher, and usurping his web. But
you would see tho purest, the sincerest.the most
aftctiii2 pieiy of a parent's love: startle a young
family of quails, and watch the conduct of the
mother. Sshe will not leav you. No, not she.
Bui she will fall' at your feet, uttering a noise
which none but a d''stressedJmothercan 'make;.
and she will run and flutter, and seem to try to
be caught, and cheat your outstretched hand,
and affecMo he wing broken and wounded,
and yet have just life enough to tumble along,
until she has drawn you, fatigued, a safe dis-lanco-
from her threatened children and the
young hopes of her heart ; and then will she
mount, whirring with glad sitengih, and away
through the maze of trees you have not seen
before, like a close shot bullet, fly to her skulking
infants. Listen now! Do you hear those thro3
half.plaintive notes quickly and clearly pour
ed out? She sings not now "Bob White !" por
" Ah, Bob White!" That is her husband's love
call or his trumpet blast of defiance. But she
calls sweetly and softly for her lost children.
Hear them " peep ! peep!" at the welcome
voice of their mother's love ! They are com
ing looether. Soon tho whole fa mil v. will
meet again. It is a foul sin to disturb them ;
but retreat your devious way, and let her
hear your coining, breaking down the bri
ars as you renew the danger. She is quiet;
not a word is passed between the frarful fugi
tives. Now, if you have the heart to do it, lie
low, keep still, and invite tho call of iho hen
quail. Oh, mother ! moiher ! how your heart
would die if you could witness tho decepiion !
The little ones raise up their trembling heads,
and catch comfort and imagine safety from the
sound. " Peep peep! they come to you strain
ing their little eyes, and clustering together, and
answering, seem to say, "Where is she I Mo
ther! moiher! we are here!"
1 knew an Ethiopian once he lives yci in
a hovel on the brush plains of Matlowacs--v
who called a whole bevy together in that way.
Ho first shot the parent bird and when the mur
derous villain had ranged them in close com
panj', while ihey were looking over each oth
ers necks, and mingling their doubts and hopes
and distresses in a little circle, he lerelled his
cursed musket at iheir unhappy breasts, and
butchered " What ! all my pretty ones ?
Did you say all ?" He did, and he lives yet !
Oh, let me not meet that nigger six miles north
of Pachogue, 111 a place where the scrub oaks
cover with cavernous gloom a sullen precipice
at Avhose bottom lies a deep lake unknown
but lo the Kwaack and tho lost bee-hunter.
For my soul's sake let me not encounter him
in grim ravines of the Calicoon, in Salli
van, where the everlasting darkness of the
lmnllock forests would sanctify viriudus mur
der!
A Q;taint Scriuon.
Mr. Dodd was a minister who lived many
years ago a few miles from Cambridge, and
having several times preached against drunk
enness, some of ihe Cambridge scholars, (con
science, which is sharper than ten thousand
witnesses, being their monitor) were very much
offended, and thought he made reflections upon
them. Some little time after, Mr. Dodd was
walking towards Cambridge, and met some ol
the gownsmen, who as soon as they saw him
at a distance, resolved 10 make some ridicule
of him. As soon as he came up they accosted
him with "Your servant, , sir." He replied,
' Your servant, gentlemen." They asked him
if he had not been preaching very much against
drunkenness of late. Ho was answered in the
affirmative. They then told him they had a
favor to ask of him, and it was that he nould
preach a sermon to them there, from a text
they should choose. He argued that it was
an impossibility, for a man ought to have some
consideration before preaching. They said
they 'would not put up with a denial, and insis
ted upon his preaching immediately in a hollow
tree which stood by the roadside, from the
word MAL I . He then began :
" Beloved brethren, let me claim your atten
tion. 1 am a little man ; como at a short no
lice ; to preach a short sermon from a short
text; to a thin congregatibn ; in an unworthy
pulpit. Beloved, my text is Malt. I cannot
divide it into sentences, there being none ; nor
into words,- there being but one. 1 must there
fore, of necessity, divide it into loiters, which
I find in my text to bo these four M.A.L.T.
M is Moral.
A is Allegorical.
'L is Literal.
T is Theological.
Tho moral is'to teach of you rdslics good
manners, therefore :
M my masters, .: ;
A all of you, - .
L leave off,
T tippling. y
The Allegorical is when one thing is spoken
and another meant. Tho thing spoken of is
Malt. The thing meant is the spirit of the
Malt, which you rustics Make';
M your meat, '. s
A your apparej, , . ,
L your liberty,
T your trust. - ' .1. ..
The Liieral is according'.to iheUetiersi'i
M-Much-- '-'lik''
A Ale 1 v'iv M -
L---Liitlo
T Trust. -;
ThoThieological is according, to4hecffecut
worksin some M Murder, in others A
Adultery, in all L Loosehess of lilu, ad,ifi
many T Treachery.. . .-v.;..-, ,tsf
1 shall concludo.my stibjectFfrSiyexhdr
t0"- -. -c, i '-mikm.
M My masters,, -ti j ;iamAfiil,A.i
A All of ymifl.f-.;!I, v Vr
L Listen , jl
T To inv text. ,
Second, by way ofcaulinU
M My master, yf
A All ,f 1.....
. ik " J"l . " - if,
T-Thetru.h. z:0.
Third, by way of communicating1 life ''laity
which is this : A Drunkard Ts i!i aiirTo&Hifii
UII UU I Cll r IIWULiir. , iito loin aiiftiiaa , inp lioiil-
bor's scoff; a walking a will bov;f; 'ihe ptdiWtf.
of a beast ; the monster or a man.""
er.iet ior G"rafS2g. '
Two pounds and two ounces qf ro-hi.j-c
ounces of tallow, and ton ounces of bt.
Melt them together, and turn the fiuxJuibjy
cold water, and let it remain till cool vnoupfx'itf
handle; then work it as shoemaker's.,..,.
We have used cement thus made, and .t""
that it remained on iho slock for years.
not so soft as lo run in hot wuather, nor soihafd
as to crack in cold weather. All of tin, ingre
dients for making this cement must, be of A.
good quality.
""""Horses should never stand long on a dry
floor. Their fore feet, particularly, should rt
on something more pliabh. Some u ho oh
ject to loam and to tan bark, keep a trough w
water and require ihe horse lo tand. 111 it for
hours. By travelling fast on hard roads a fevcr
is created in the fore feet, and road horses arij
ten times more subject to it than farm horses.
When a horse has travelled all day on a .hard
road, it is cruel to make him stand all night on
a hard floor.
A Su!c!i Wedding: Ce'ejHiiy
You bromish, now, you good man dare; , i
Vat sthand3 upon de vlopr,
To hab dish voman for your wife,
And lub her evermore !
To feed her veil mit sour kraut,
Peas, puttermilk and schsesej" '
And in all tings to lent your aid
Dat vill bromote her ease !
.t
Yes, ant you vorrian standing- dare;y: it,
Do bledge your vord dish tay, z bivr i
Dat you vill dake for your husband i .s"iit-tt
Dish man and him obey i
Dat you vill ped and pbard mifhirh-. 'r'rtl$
"Wieti Irnn ttionf na
. ..OH, WW, ........
Laugh ven he schmiles, veep ven he Sighs
n u 1.:, . V
Yell, den, I how, vidiri deese vails, u.'-su-hu"" pi
Mit choyand not mit krief, :' ' -MfiW
Bronounceyou poth to pe one mint;''-351'
Yon name, von man, von peef !
I buplish now dese sacret bants, 'iXf .Jj
Dese matrimonial ties, ' "
Pefore my vife, God, Kate and Poll; . '
And all dese kazing eyes- ,
And as de sacret scripture says; k
' Yat Got unites togedder s''fh
Let no man tare asunder noot " yfe
Let no man tare to seffer."- ' .g
Ant you pritegroom dare here ,);outtlTOp
I'll not let go your gollar . c-V
Pefore yqu answer me dish ting; -j',-
Dat ish -were ish mine tollar I uW gffr
'Jcoaiching.
A recent traveller gives an 'account,
that when he Avas walking- on.-Ihe
beach in Brazil, he overtook a color
ed woman with a tray on her head.
Being asked what she had to sell, shfc t
lowered the tray, and with reverend
tenderness uncovered it. It was the
lifeless form' of her babe, covered by
a neat white robe, with a garland
round the head, and flowers wifijfin
the little hands that lay clasped upon
its bosom. "Is that your child?"
said the traveller. '"'It was mine; :i
few days ago," she replied, "but the
Madonna has it for her little ancml
now." " How beautifully vou. have
laid it out!" said he. She added
cheerfully, "Ah, what is that to the.
bright wings it wears in Heaven 1"
A very Cld Place
The Piscataquis (Maine) Farmer .
states, that there was a heavy IrosX
tit ujaviciuuy on ,ie UiiiJl.Uig (Atainjf -
4tn oi-Juiy..
t.J vt ! its: i
of modesiy ; iho spoil of "civility1; ihe 'Jfsyff
tion of reason ; iho robber's agmii ; iriit iff:
house's benefactor ; his 'wifeV .-orroiV'fiW
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