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The whole art of Government consists in the art of being honest. Jefferson.
VOL S.
STRO UDSBURG, MONROE COUNTY, PA, THURSDAY, JULY 15, 1847.
No. 3.
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The Prairies.
Bryant has written a delightful poem second
only to his "Thanatopsis" on these "gardens of
the desert." A poetical contributor to the Bur
lington (Vt.) Free Press has also apostrophized
them, but in a more practical and familiar style.
He says :
Great western waste of bottom land,
Flat as a pancake, rich as grease!
Where gnats are full as big as toads,
And 'skeeters are as big as geese !
0 ! lonesome windy, grassy place,
Where buffaloes and snakes prevail !
The first with dreadful looking face,
The last with dreadful sounding tail !
I'd rather live on camel's rump,
And be a Yankee Doodle beggar,
Than where they never see a stump,
And shake to death with fever'n'ager!
From the St. Louis Reveille.
A Flying Woman.
1 Well, I've been ihar, Jim,' said a Sucker to
his crony.
Whar, down to St. Louis V inquired Jim.
1 Well, no whar else,' was the answer, 1 and
Tve seed some of the darndest things you've
ever heered on in the hull animal creaiion.
What wur they like V inquired Jim.
' Oh, all sorts of doins mixed up sorter'every
way, but the thing that just tuck me, strait war
seein' flying wornan ! Arler the flat boat wur
hitched,! aot to looktn1 round, and pcoty soon
I seed on big hoss bills, stuck agin houses, that
a feller named Dan Soos war goin' to cut up
some of the tallest kind of shindys. I war na-
trally bound to find out what it war like, so I
axed a feller readm oi it, and tie laugneu
he said it war only the the-a-ter. Says I, that
arashow; ami it ? and, said he it ar ; but it
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aim no circus show nuther, but all sorts of a
handsome show, held in a place as big as our
county seat court house. I jest made up my
mind I'd go ten cents straight. I found out
whar they kepi it, and up I goes, bui ihar they
told me the lowest notch wur a cool quarter
that staggered me, but 1 gin it. Root or die
when you're in fur it, says I ; so up I goes the
.alfirednest lot of stairs I thought arter a spell
S'd come out somwhar near the moon, but by
iravelling a spell I got up whar a lot of folks
4V nr.
It looked to me like a meetin house,
with three galleries, and lit up like all out of
doors in daylight. A lot of fellers fiddled away
a spell by thurselves, but cuss me if I could
see whar lhat feller Dan Soos wur, and just as
I war goin to ask whar the show wur, up rolled
ihe hull aide of the house, right afore me, and
-out slid a gal on her tip toes, whirlin' about
Jike as if she couldn't keep down totheyearlh.
"The way she handled her pins jest sot me
J-earin1 it J?eat Mary Sellers all hollow, and
she aim slow. I asked a feller next me who
she wur, and Pi? awar if le a5dn'1 8ay 11 wur
Dan Soos ! wiljen, instead of being a man's
name, were French fa a dancin' woman. I
didn't notice the first, bin arter a spell I seed
the reason she couldn't Jteep from jumpin' it
made my har kind o' rise she wur not only a
angel lookin' creaiur, but, Jinivynu kin believe
it or not, hoss fly, I'll declar she had wings !'
' Here,' says Jim, you kin jist take my bat.'
' I know'd nobody would believe me said
the Sucker, '"I jest know'd it, but I swar I seed
her take hold on the tip of her wing, spread it
out, and j,esrt fly like a .bird across the hull side
of the house. A feller wur chasin' her, but ho
couldn't 8-lune. She shuck- her toe at him, and
slid right out of sight.'
'Thar,' says Jim, 'that wij! do I knowrd
3'ou could do pooty well a lyin', but that last
effett kin take the cakes !'
' I aim gom' to-tell if any more, but I'll swar
I seed it.'
Seed thunder !'" shouts Jim. 4 You seed
what the Doctors call a olfactory collusion '
An Alabama Editor makes an apology for a
lack of editorial,' because Sal, his better half,
lias the scissors. 'The babies,' ho says 'must
ha-e shirts, and: Sal won't cut out shiits with
3 handsaw, nojferw
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From the National Intelligencer.
The Orphan Boy.
"So faded, yet so calm and meek,
So gently wan, so sweetly weak."
The bustle of the fight va3 over; and prison
ers had been secured, the deck washed down,
the watch piped, and the schooner had once
more relapsed into midnight quiet and repose.
I sought my hammock and soon fell asleep. But
my slumbers were disturbed by wild dreams,
which, like the visions of a fever agitated and
unnerved me; the late strife, the hardships of
my early life, and a thousand other things min
gled together in a phantasmagoria. Suddenly
a hand was laid upon my shoulder, and starting
up, I beheld the surgeon's mate.
" Litile Dick is dying," said ho
At once l sprang from my hammock. Lit
tle Dick was a sort of protege of, mine. He
was a pale, delicate child, said to be an orphan,
and used to gentle nature, and from the first
hour I joined the schooner my heart yearned
toward him, for I, too, had once been friendless
and alone in the world. He had often talked
to me, in confidence, of his mother, whose
memory he regarded with a holy reverence,
while to tho other boys of ihe ship he had lit
tle to say, for they were rude and coarse, he
delicate and sensitive. Often when ihey jeered
him for his melancholly he would go apart by
himself and weep. He never complained of
his Jot, though his companions imposed upon
him continually. Poor lad! his heart was in
ihe grave with his lost parents.
I took a strange interest in him, and had
lightened his task as much as possible. Dur
ing the late fight, I had owed my life to him,
for he rushed in just as a sabro stroke was lev
elled at me; and by interposing his feeble cut
lass had averted the deadly blow. In the hur
ry and confusion since, I had quite forgotten to
inquiro if he was hurt, though at the lime, I in
wardly resolved to procure him a midshipman's
warrant in requital of his service. It was with
a pang of reproachful agony, therefore, that I
leaped to my feel
" My God !" I exclaimed1, "you don't mean
it? He is not dying."
"I fear, sir," said the mssenger, shaking his
head sadly, "that he cannot live till morning."
"And I have been lying idle here 1" I ex
claimed, with remorse. wLead me to him."
"He is delirious, but in the intervals of luna
cy, he asks for you, sir," and as the man spoke
we stood beside the bedside of the dying boy.
The sufferer did not lie in his usual ham
mock, for it was hung in the very midst of the
crew, and the close air around it was too sti
fling ; but he had been carried under the open
hatchway, and laid there in a little open space,
of about four feet square. From the sound of
the ripples, I judged the schooner was in mo
whUe lhe dear calm b,ue skVj 8een lW
he Q . overhead and tiolleii wih myriads
f s betokened lhat the fog had broken
away. liow calm it smueu aown upon me
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wan face of the dying boy. Occasionally, a
light current of wind oh! how deliciously cool
in that Dent up hold eddied down the hatch
way and lifted the dark chesnut locks of the
sufferer, as with his head reposing in the lap
of an old veteran, he lay in an unquiet slumber
His shirt collar was unbuttoned, and his child
ish bosom, as white as that of a girl, was open
and exposed. He breathed quick and heavily.
The wound of which he was dying, was unu
sually painful, but within the last half hour had
somewhat lulled, though even now his fingers
tigatly grasped the bed clothes, as if he suf
fered the greatest agony.
A battle-stained and gray haired seaman stood
beside him, holding a dull lantern in his hand,
and gazing sorrowfully down upon the poor suf
ferer. The surgeon knelt with his finger on
the boy's pulse. As I approached, they al
looked up. The veteran who held him, shook
his head, and would have spoken, but tears
gathered too choakingly in his eyes
The surgeon said
"He's going fast poor little fellow do you
see this? as he spoke, he lined up a rich gold
locket, which had lain on the boy's breast.
"He has seen better days."
I could not answer for my heart was full,
here was tho being to whom,- but a few hours
before, I had owed my life a poor, slight, un
protected child lying before me, with death
already' written on his brow- and yet I had
never known his danger, and never sought him
out after" the conflict. How bitterly my heart
reproached me in that hour. They noticed my
agitation, and his old friendthe seaman lhat
held his head said sadly
"Poor little Dick you will never see the
shore you have wished for so long. But there I
be more than- one when your log's out' he
spake with emotion "to mourn over you.
Suddenly the little fellow opened his eyes
and stared vacantly around
"Has he come yet?" he asked in a low voice
-"Why don't he come?"
"I am here," haid I, taking the little fellow's
had, "don t you know me, Dick?"
He smiled' faintly in my face. He then said
"You have been kind to- me,. sir," kinder
than most people are to a poor orphan boy
have no way to show my gratitude unless you
will take my Bible, you will find it in my trunk.
It's a small offering, I know, but it's all I have."
I burst into tears he resumed
"Doctor, I am dying, ain't 1?" said the little
fellow, ''for my sight grows dim. God bless
you, Mr. Danforth."
"Can 1 do nothing for you, Dick ?" said I,
"you saved my life. I would coin my own
blood to buy yours."
"I have nothing to ask I don't want to live
only, if it is possible, let me be buried by my
mother you will find ihe name of the place
and all about it in my trunk."
"Anything everything, my poor lad," I an
swered, choakingly.
The little fellow smiled, faintly it was like
an angel's smile but he did not answer. His
eyes were fixed on the stars flickering in that
patch of blue sky overhead. His mind wan
dered. "It's a long long way up there but there
aro bright angels among them. Mother used
to say lhat I would meet her there. How near
they come, and I see sweet faces smiling on
me from among them. Hark! is that music?"
and lifting his finger, he seemed listening for a
moment. He fell back, and the old veteran
burst into tears. The child was dead. Did
he, indeed, hear angel's voices? G.od grant it.
A Peej at the IdcM Time.
Workmen are now busily employed in pul
ling down the old edifice in Chesnut street,
Philadelphia, recently occupied by the Bank of
North America, preparatory to the erection of
a new structure. Among the papers stowed
away in the garret of this venerable pile of brick
and moriar (says the Philadelphia Bulletin)
some old newspapers have been found, which,
compared with the large sheets of the present
dav. aro auite a curiosity. We have been fur
nished with one of these relics of the olden time.
It is entitled " The American Weekly Morcury,"
Dublished at Philadelphia by Andrew Bradford,
nrw! hP.nrina date November 28. 1728. In order
that our readers may form an idea how some
things were managed in this city just one hun
dred and nineteen years ago, we extract the fol-
owing advertisement from ihe paper belore us :
TUST arrived from London, in the ship iJoruen,
J William Herbert commander, a parcel of
young likely Men Servants, consisting of Husband
men, Joyners, Shoemakers, weavers, onmiib,
Brickmakers, Bricklayers, Sawyers, Taylors, Stay-
makers, Butchers, Chair-makers, and several other-
trades, and are to be sold very reasonable, eitner
or ready Money, Wheat, bread, or t lour, by Ad
icard Home, Philadelphia.
Our contemporary is perhaps too young to
have seen, what many Philadelphians yet living
can remember to have seen, vessels loaded
with cargoes of such live stock as the above
lying in the stream of the Delaware, off Sassa
fras and Callowhill streets, waiting lor custo
mers to come and buy. If he will look into
the file of Franklin's paper in the Library of
the Philosophical Society, or indeed into any
Boston or New York paper of the same date,
he will find frequent advertisements for runa
ways of the above class of white slaves, with
marks and clothing described and rewards of
fered for their apprehension and committed to
any jail so lhat iheir owners rriay get them again.
As recently as since the war of 1812, a vessel
so freighted found her way up to Annapolis,
and there disposed of Her freight ; a number
of the men having been bought by Members of
Congress, (then in session here) and sent to
the western country. In that country, however,
we fancy they were noi long in servitude. We
hazard little, indeed, in the conjecture that some
of them were soon able, by the reward of their
free labor, to buy out the whole possessions of
those who were once" their masters.
National Intelligencer.
A man some years ago was indicted in the
Grand Circuit Court, State of Kentucky, for the
crime of petit larceny. The evidence was heard
upon which it clearly appeared that the defen
dant had been guilty of stealing " one bag of
corn worih two dollars and twenty cents."
Nothing daunted by the array of facts against
his client the lawyer rose, and poured out an
argument two hours in length. When he
concluded, the jury retired, and, after a brief
consultation, returned a verdict of " petit lar
ceny." The attorney moved for a new trial,
which was granted by the Court, and the case
again brought before ihe jury. This time the
lawyer spoke three hours and a half, the result
of which was a verdict by the jury " of guilty
of grand larcony." Again the attorney rose
to move a new trial. He squared himself, and
commenced in a style of grandiloquence worthy
of an itinerant. He had spoken but a few words
when the prisoner rushed forward, seized him
violently by the arm-and said : " Hush, hush,
for Heaven's sake, hush ! Another speech will
hang me as sure as I'm a living man."
Shall there be any funerals on lhe Sabbath ?
This is a question which-one of the Divines in
Pittsburg proposes to the consideration of the
religious public When that question is doci
ded,' says the Charleston Mercury, we suppose
that the next thai will bo proposed, will be,
whether there shall be any deaths on Saturday.
RcmarJtable Cave.
A remarkable cave has been discovered at
Port Kennedy, in Montgomfery county, Pa., a
few miles from Norristown. Wo annex a por-
lion of an article froraPhcenixville Pioneer,
whose editor was ono of the party that brought
to light its many wonder
' Entering the quarry, a small aperture in the
rock, revealed by a recent blast, about fifty feot
below tho surface of the earth showed us the
opening of the cavern. We
i were plentilully
iking a light, we
supplied with candles, so, striKing a ngn
crawled cautiously ihrougn tne narrow entrance.
The lowness of the arched rock rendered it
necessary to creep on our hands and knees,
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though here and there little circular uomcs were
hollowed out above us, where it was nearly
possible to stand upright
About twenty feet
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rom tne moutn tne passage wiueiiuu, aim uwai-
y, rising from our constrained position, we
stood in a chamber, whose dimensions were
;nv;e;hl thrmmh the crloom. which the com-
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bined lmht of our torches failed to penetrate,
But, on ooing further, we found a number of
slakes driven into the floor, bearing extinguished
i...u, vunaa rp.L-indlpd. Hiid as one bv
nn tti iwink-lifiv tnners streamed out of dark-
ness the shadowy outlines ol this subterranean
hntl 'row mnr and more distinct,
We mounted to the farther end of the ascend-
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in" floor and looked back on a magnificent
.Unnr noorW fin fppt in lenpih. with a vault-
ed ceiling, arching thirty feet above us. A sort
nf nntnml enrntee ran alone the sides, seeming
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ruifrmrfi in the rockv arch teclure of Nature,
thrfrn was a harmony w th ihe creations ol hu-
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man skill. The rough, irregular outlines of ihe
stone were faintly shown in the light of twenty
torches, and at the lartner enu, a paic oiueisu
nlimmfir. winding in from the daylight, made
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llilS OUIIO tAWW WWWB i I
Leaving this hall, the passage ascends al a
sen Snolc. b'ilt it is so filled un with clay and
stones which seem to have been shattered down
by some violent agency, that, we were again
obliged to stoop, and climb up s'lowly with lights
In nnr rirwlc At thft distance o about one
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hundred and sixty Je'et from the ehirahce, tho
passage is entirely choked up, and the cavern
apparently ceases. We are of opinion, how
ever, thai it would be found to extend much'
further, were tho rubbisn removed.
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wniie we were smmg near ine eAueuu.y
looking down under the low; black arches, Mr. Th mUgl iherefore hear of he ,ai(er pheiwmz
Fleming who had been carefully examining, the- enQfl nQW (oi tho fir4l Ume Qn SKturday .
walls, cried mil that he had discovered a small afj wb grQ infofrKed 0n good authoritV, Misn
opening, nearly filled with dirt; at ihe very bot- phebQ Angevjnb; daughter of Mr. Bafthh'lnmew
lorn of the passage. We procured a shovel A-ngevirie, of the town of Clinton, in this Coun
from tho workmen without, and in a short time brbke R hen,g eg wh;ch wistoun(l to coh
a space was cleared, large enough to admit n3 - - aSolhbr irisjde of l as jarge H xm 0f A
body. Lying flat on the damp clay, he slowly pamiugej pQrfectly formed; and having a hard
squeezed himself through and disappeared from shell h wag a ctLse an(i wb prestime
bur view. The glimmer of his torch at length thb wisesl one8 in curi0Us things will find ii
was lost ; we waited with some anxiely, and bar j 6 accounl for U....pptlghkecpsic Eagle.
presently a shoUt came up from the bowels of
the earth, sounding as if uttered within a hoi- One day when Giotio, the painter-wis taking
low barrel. his Sunday walk, in his best attire, with a par-
None of us had made any preparations for ,y 0f friends, at Florence, and was in the midst
such a feat, but we at once ihrew ourselves up- 0f a ong story, some pigs passed suddenly, and.
on the clayey floor, and crept downwards, head one 0r jnem running between the painters legs,
foremost into the aperture. It was barely large lnrew him down. When he got on his legs
enough to admit our bodies.; and in addition to agajnj instead of swearing a terrible oath at tho
tho perils which threatened our torches, many p,g3 on lne Lord's day, as a graver man might
were lhe bruises we received from the rough navg done, he observed, laughing, " People say
e'dges of the arches, under which we crawled, these beasts are stupid; but they seem to me to
After going about thirty feel in this manner, thb s-ome sense of justice, for I have earned
passage inclining downwards, we came into several thousands of crowns with their bristles,
a small chamber nearly high enough to permit DUl j never gave one of them even a ladleful
of standing This opened into a larger, one, 0f SOUp n my Jife
terminating in a splendid hall, of the purest .
white limestone, covered with sparkling incrus- Fcdevalists.'
(a)ions. Herb we found Mr. Fleming, enjoying The petersburg (Viroiniaj Inteliigericef f 6
the iriumph of his discovery, and fining to- jatfls ojJ anecdoC to illustrate the fact; that
gether in a shout, at tho lop of our voices, we whenever the iocofoco party are in a strait, and
made the subterranean echoes ring again. knQw how tQ oUt whh wh()lu bones
The sides of ihe hall are nearly circular, and . . q u Federalisis a ainsl lheir
from a beautiful ornamental cornice which crown ... cn mrh xk thi, .Wir nnn.;.
them, springs a dome, fifteen feet m height, its
ouiline slightly broken by the irregular projec-
tionspflhe glittering rock. J he atmosphere
was delightfully cool and pure, and our voices
nau a remarKauie uuep unu suuoruus tuunu
when speaking.
The Pool Itlan's Gift.
The Dublin Freeman, in speaking of tho car
go of the barque Express, one of lhe ships of
the Relief Committee, says that in it was found
a roll of leather. A gentleman asked the his
tory of so singular a shipment. We copy from
the Freeman :
" That" 3aid Captain Saunders, c was pui
on board by a poor cobbler. He works ai a
stall near the wharf in New York, Where my
ship laid receiving her cargo. Tho day before
I sailed ho canie alongside and hailed' me :
Is this,' said he, 4 the ship that is taking in
provisions for the starving I rish V 4 Yes,' said
I , 4 thi'H is the ship.' 4 Well,' said he, 4 I gness
I have fot something to send. 1 ha'm got any
money, and I ha'm any provisions to spare
from my wife and eight children ; but I mean
io do something: So there,' said he, heaving
in a roll of leather, 4 lhal will help to make shoes
for. tho poor fellows,' "
esisicring a JWosr- '
The Norfolk Herald gives an humorous siorv.
of a worthy son of Erin, who had a present f
" " w " "V V4 vu
frjend hg .
;maj duy regis,ered by the Ciiy Collector; nV
save, him from the dog-killefs, he forthwith call-
ed at the office ol that lunctioiiary, when . ihe
following scene was enacted
Patrick--Mr. , I've
come to have tnv
ctog uennis regisiereu.
Collector Yery well
sir ; tho iax is
dollars.
Pat Ho, but you've no right tor tax him.
Col. And why not, pray ?
Pat (With imperturbable gravity ) Becau"?
he has not been naturalized. He has ju?u aV
rived in the country, and surely you wonVmaktft
ihim nnv inn iax mi nf nves me iinum n in-
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intention. .
ine ooiiec.ur eWeu u.ejlih, um parnmi
it by replying tnat tne uog siooa upon a uiuer-
ent Tooting irom outer anens, ne iidimg juur
- - - .- , ,. .
legs. . .
Pat Ah, well, there's reason in lhat, and
suppose 1 must give it up. Make out the re
cetpt.
J rcceijn a dccuiumgiy indue uu. unu
handed to him. Our Irish friend eyed it
for some time and then said, " The number of
It.!. .!H In mxmmt I'll rtl nr lT . . I t! '
ims receipt ot,w vy u
money unless you will add thery. l'm.db
termmed to have ihcjifty.fourjbftyihb wtfolw
or .none:" . . ..
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l nis wa3 too mucn lor tno collector; who
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burst out in aiouu latign. Din ramcit succeeded
ratner belter man rresineiu roiiv in obtaining
the 54, though he could not get the 40; h
.iiv.hj " ai-u-.
leaving the office, when he paused for ti mi-
mnrtt n if snmfl nnw iilnn Imil QtriirL lilm iKoii
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turning to the uoilector tin said, " 1 m thinking;
that since I cannot get the 40, I'll have th
dog's name chnngedr any how, and as I don't
like to bother the Legislature with a petition
for that purpose, I'll thank you just to strike
out uenms ana wmc urcson :
People have often heard stories about a wheel
being found within a wheel and such sort of
things, bill we presume very few have ever
I a
, nr nn foiimi ,n;,Jl7n jw..
he ileratioR arf(J feiieration of this talis-
manjc wQrd by ,he press of lhal power.wohip-
. ng parlyf a9 sure1y indicates foul weather to
hem aa (he fal, the Barome,er denotes it in
f rjilvsjca'i 6rld
The late Governor Barbour who in liis pe
vj -
culiar way, was the best anecdote teller wo
ever knew, says the Intelligencer used io tell
of a man in 1840, who having sot 44 unco fou"
at a grog shop, staggered to the vicinity of a
camp meeting, where he laid himself down on
the grass and went to sleep. Having partially
slept off the fumes of the liquor, he: was routd
by the sound of loud speaking, and in going in
the direction of the noise, he found himself in
the presence of alarge audience, who he thought
woro listening to a stumpspeech. 1 he preach
er for such he was was m full swing, and in
loud and fearful tones, proclaimed the dreadful
sentence 'unless you repent you will be damned.'
To which the drunken man replied 1 that's a
fcthcral lie.'
Flight of Birds. A crow will 'fly at tho
rate of twenty-five milos an hour, a; hawk at
forty, and an eagle at eighiy.
You Inky Devil forlorn andf solemn.
Go sot two lines to Jlj, his ;oVft. :j
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