VoL. V, No. 32.] TEP.14,1 OF THE :HUNTINGDON JOURNAL The " JounNAL" will be published every Wednesday morning, at two dollars a year, if paid IN ADVANCE, and if not paid with in sot months, two dollars and a half. every person who obtains five subscribers, slid forwards price of subscription, shall be furnished with a sixth copy gratuitously for one year. No subscription received for a less period than six month., nor any paper discontinued vntil all arrearages are paid. re. All communications must be addressed to the Editor, rosy PAID, or they will not be attended to. Adveitisements not exceeding one square, will be inserted three times for one dollar, and far every subsequent insertion, twenty five cents per square will be charged. If no definite orders are given as to the time an advertisement is to be continued, it will be kept in till ordered out, and charged accor dingly. AGENTS. FO The illtheingdon Journal. Daniel Teague, Orbisnia; David Blair, Esq. Shade Gap; B eiii •stmin Lease, Shirleys bury; Eliel Smith, Esq. Chrkottstotioi; Jas. Entriken, jr. CejTv Pu,7; Hugh Madden, Esq. Sprinqfield; Dr. S. Dewey, Bir mingham; Lines Morrow, Ur: ion Furnace ; Esq. Skier, TVarrior Mark; j a , , tes Davis, Esq. West township ; D. H. ,E, s„9 Frankstown; Eph. Galbreath, Esti• - -Low " daysbure; Henry Neff, Alexandria; .I , •' ou Burns, Williamsburg; A. J. Stewart, tra;:ei Street; Wm. Reed, Esq. Morris tottinshifi; Solomon Hamer, .Aers Mill; James Dysart, Mouth Spruce Creek; Wm. Murray, Esq. Graysville; John Crum, Manor Hill; Jas. E. Stewart, Sinking Valley; L. C. Kessler, Mill Creek. Important Discovery. The public are hereby directed to the me dical advertisements of Dr. H RLICH'S Celebrated COMPOUND writ ENGTH MNING TONIC, and GERAL4N.dPER IENT PILLS, which are a Medicine of great value to the afflicted, discovered by 0. P. HARLIC H, a celebrated physician at Altdorf, Germany, which has been used with unparalleled success throughout Germany. Tnis Medicine consists of two kinds, viz: the CERM‘N AP ERIEN T, and the COMPOUND S'CRENETHENING TO NIC PILLS. They are each put up in small packs, and should both be used to effect a permanent core. Those who are afflicted would do well to make a trial of thi invaluable Medicine, as they never produc sickneu or nausea while using. A safe and effectual remedy for DYSPEPSI3 OR IA DIGES7 lON, and all Stomach Complaints; pain in the SIDE, LIVER COMPLAINTS, Loss of .Ififtetite, Flatulency, Palpitation of the Heart, General Debility, Nervous Irritabi lity, SICK HE ‘DACHE, Female Disea ses, Spasmodic Affections, RHEUMATISM Asthmas , CONSUMPTION, &c. The GERMAN APERIENT PILLS are to cleanse the stomach and purify the BLOOD The Tonic or writ ENGTHE.NING PILLS arc to STRENGTHEN and invigorate the nerves and digestive organs and give tone to the Stomach, as all diseases originate from impurities of the BLOOD and disordered Stomach. This mode of treating diseases is pursued by all practical PHYSICIANS, which experience has taught them to be the only remedy to effect a cure. They are not only recommended and prescribed by the most experienced Physicians in their daily practice, but also taken by those gentlemen themselves whenever they feel the symp toms of those diseases, in which they know them to be efficacious. This is the case in all large cities in which they have an ex essive sale. It is not to be understood that these medicines will cure all diseases mere by purifying the blood—this they will not do; but they certainly will, and sufficient' authority of daily proofs asserting that those medicines, taken as recommended by the di rections which accompany them, will cure a great majority of diseases of the stomach, lungs and liver, by which impurities of the blond are occasioned. rp Ask for DR. HARLICH'S COMPOUND STRENGTHENING TONIC, AND C ERMAN APERIENT PILLS, Principal ()Pe for the sale of this Medicine, is at No. 19 North EIGHTH Street, Philadelphia. Also—For sale at the Store of JAcon MIL LER, in the Borough of Huntingdon, Pa., yawls agent fur Huntingdon county. JWE UAIATI SM. Entirely cured by the .use of Dr. 0. P. Harlich's Compound Strengthening and Ger man Aperient Pills. Mr. Solomon Wilson, of Chester co. l'a., afflicted for two years with the above dis tressing disease, of which he had to use his crutches for 18 months, his symptoms were excruciating pain in all his Joints, espnially ■ his hip, Shoulders and ancles, pain increas lig al ways towards eyeing attended with heat. Mr. Wilson, was at oie time not able to move his limbs on account of the pain be ing so great; he being advised by a friend of his to procuee Dr. Harlich's pill of which he sent to the agent in West Chester and pro cured som; on using the medicine the third day the pain disappeared sod his strength increasing fast, and in three weeks was able to attend to his business, which he had not done for 18 months; for the benefit of others afßicted, he wishes those lines published that they may be relieved, and again en joy_ the pleasures of a healthy life. Principle office, 19th North Bth Street, Philadelphia. ALso—For sale at the Store of Jacob Mil ler, Huntingdon, Pa. THE JOURNAL. POETRY. - THE MOTHER. BY CHARLES SWAIN, A softening thought of other years, A feeling linked to hours When life was all too bright for tears, And hope sang, wreathed with flowers, And memory of affections fled, Of voices heard no more, Stirred in my spirit when I read That name of fondness o'er. Oh, MOTHER!—In that magic word What loves and joys combine! What hopes, too oft, alas, deferred ! What watchings—griefs—are thine ! Yet never, till the hour we roam, By worldly thralls opprest, Learn to prize that holiest home, A living mother's breast. The thcusand prayers at midnight poured Beside our couch of Noes ;1 The wasting weariness endured •To soften our repose . Whilst .never murmur marked thy tongue, Nor toils .•s.laxed thy care ! How hlother, thy heart so strong, To pity and for;:tr`tr What filial fondness e'er rt . Taid , Or could repay the past ? Alas, for gratitude decayed!— Regrets, that rarely last ! 'Tis only when the dust is thrown, Thy blessed bosom o'er, We muse on all thy kindness shown, And wish we'd loved thee more ! 'Tis only:when thy lips are cold We mourn—with late regret, Mid myriad memories of old— The day forever set; And not an act, nor look, nor thought, Against thy meek control, But, with sad remembrance frought, Wakes anguish in the soul ! In every land, in every True to her sacred cause ; Fill d by that influence sublime, From which her strength she draws ; Still is the mother's heart the same, The mother's lot as tried ; And, oh, may nations guard this name With filial power and pride. From the Saturday Courier. TIIE GREEN-EYED MONSTER FROM THE PAPERS OF AN IDLER. BY MORRI' NIATTSON "Truth is stranger than ficti.t." A few weeks ago, as 1 was strolling through the suburbs was witness to one of the must painful and ex traordinary scenes that ever came tinder my notice. I reached a gloomy and de serted part of the town, where 1 observed a small brick house, standing alone on an open space or lot. It was removed sev eral hundred yards from any other build. ing. A narrow street passed along by the door ; as 1 continued my way, 1 ob served a young woman, with rather a plea sing exterior, coming at full speed in an opposite direction. i'he was closely pur sued by a young man of respectable ap• pearance, who followed her into the house , She was evidently much frightened, while he by the fiendish expression of his coun tenance, was resolved upon some brutal or desperate act. Scarcely: had they dis appeared, when a succession of screams were heard ; and an elderly woman hur ried into the street, exclauning in an I rich accent— "fle's murtherin my daughter 1 he's inurtherin my daughter!" 1 rushed unceremoniously into the house ; there, indeed, was the young wo man stretched upon th• floor; the brutal wretch had planted his knee upon her chest, and was beating her in the must unmerciful manner. With one blow 1 levelled him with the dust. She rose to her feet, but being much exhausted, threw herself into a chair. "Don't hurt him," said she, in a voice of entreaty, "don't hurt him! he is my husband!"!' The ruffian, thus amiably designated, soon recovered ; lie did not offer me any violence ;on the contrary, he shrunk, a bashed into a corner of the room, without uttering a syllable. "ONE COUNTRW, ONE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY." A. IV. BENEDICT PUBLISHER AND PROPRIETOR. HUNTINGDON, PEANSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 24, 1840. "What do you mean, " I inquired, "by such conduct as this ? " "The woman I have beaten," said he, s.i tit the iiceent, though in a slight degree '•l6 lily wile band I will ' • tell you titurs truth about it. You must know sir, that we were married only sin !multi's ago, and hever was there a hap pier couple than Ruse and myself— for she was a jewel of a girl—and when l came home at night, she would receive me with open arms, and I thought there was no one she loved half so well as her poor Ver non—but—but" and lie paused to wipe away the large drops of prespiration ' which had collected upon his brow—"but she has deceived me—she has been false to me —" "False to you!" interrupted his wife, springing suddenly to her feet with a look of acorn and indignation. 'False to you Vernon! No, never, as there is a God to 1 judge me!" "Peace ! peace!" returned the hus band , you may speak, Rose, when I have finished. The gentleman asks why I have lifted my hand to a woman, and I must answer the question. "Well, sir," he continued, turning to me, "I had rea son to be suspicious of my wife, aral it made a devil of me. 1 9 . ere was no more happiness for poor Vernon—he slept nei ther night nor day ; and blood iu his veins —het—burning—was a stream of fire. And the cause of all this, sir, was a young man who came into the neighborhood to live. Ile was considered handsome, and was generally admired by the women. It was reported that my wifo was in the habit of meeting the young stranger in private, I charged her with it, but she de nied it, and said it was a slander inven ted by the neighbors to injure her; and I —fool that I was !—I believed it; but still I was not satisfied—that is, there was a doubt upon my mind—and as I lay a bead one night, there was something w his pered that my wife was guilty ; and I got up and felt for my knife, but as I held the IL vile over her, the thought struck me' dim: 2lie might, after all, be innocent; and t h e , t i 'ccurred to me what a dreadful t hi n it wb. u.'d be to murder my poor Ro se, wicked its she might be; and so I stretched myself aoin upon the bed, bat without closing my eyes the livelong night Well, sir, my suspicions ere now confir med. As I was returning home a few mu tnents ago, I accidentally discovered , Rose and the young man standing among ' a cluster of trees, just back of the house here, and he--heaven and earth ! I saw it with my own eyes !--he took her by the ' i.:2121i and several times kissed her. I stole through the long grass and we-ear:a I softly as I could, for I intended to kill them both on the spot ; but they sow me and fled ; Rose to the house, and the young man across the fields." The husband here paused, as if anxious to hear what his wife would say in reply. Bat this time she was calm and subdued. and had sunk almost inaninvite into her chair. Her dark eyes were filled with tears; so penitent and sorrowful did she appear—atql at length she raised them to I her husband's face with an exprcision of the keenest anguish. "Your woids are ?Toe!" said she, in a plaintive tune 1 "nut I ant not yet ti, be. condemned. The young man you spoke of—it would be useless to conceal the truth—the yonng man is dear to me— very dear--" and as she spoke, the brow or her hushand darkened, and he involun tarily clenched his fiats. "Vernon," she continued, without appearing to 'mice his violent emotions--do you remember, Vernon, that you once had a brother se cretly murdered?" "I do!" was the quick response. "How often I have hearth you swear," added the wife, "that you would be the death of the; the assassin, if he were to cross your path!" "And may the devils blast me if I would not!" replied the infurated hus band. "Then the blood of a precious youth would be upon your hands," said she warmly. "Listen to me Vernon! The secret of your brother's death is in my possession ; but I knew it not until after we were married. And what could 1 then do but to make you happy, if it was in my power to its so! No, no! Ido not wish to make you a murderer, and see you strudg upon the gallows ; I had grief enough to weigh upon me without that, and no I kept the secret. But I must out with it now ; the time has come when the mystery must be explain!d. The mur derer, if I must use so harsh a term, is a noble and high spirited youth; he struck down his adversary in the heat of passion, as you yourself would have done, Vernon —but when he saw the rash act, when he found that he hnd deprived a fellow being of lite, he wept tears of bitterness ; aye ! and he BA that. he might avoid a felon's death. But he has returned now, just re turned ; and he it was whose lips yuu saw pressed to mine, for it was a parting, a L farewell kiss." The husband could no longer control his angel, and giving vent to ex2ressions which we cannot repeat, demanded of his wife if she was base enough to confess her guilt? "here me!" said Rose, in a firm, reso lute voice. "You must know who the young trig is." "A tietid: a devil !" cried Vernon. Is it not so?" "Swear that you will not offer him no harm?" entreated the wile, wringing her hands in fear and anguish. "That would be perjury," answered the husband. "No, no ; I must be aven• ged of your new lover ; his life must pay the forfeit of his crimes." "You will not murder him!" wildly ex claimed the wife. "No, no, 1 think you will not, Vernon! only swear." "It it was to prove your innocence, Rose, I would swear to any thing." "It is—it is to prove my innocence," added the wife in an earnest and impas sioned tone. "Swear!" "I do!" "Be the cross, you are a Catholic, Ver non? "By the cross be it !" he repeated, lif ting his eyes to heaven. "Know you then." said Rose, with a tremulous voice, "that the young man is my Brother!" "Your brother!" repeated he, in a quick animated tone. "Ay! and tell me if there was polution in his touch ! No, no, Vernon, I know you will forgive him ! The murder was a rash, thoughtless ;act, but you do not know how penitent he is ! He confided to me the secret, I betrayed him ; but it was that you might not think me a wan ton. Veer oath is sacred, Vernon!" To describe the joy which the husband experienced on this occasion, torn and dis tracted as he was by the pangs of jealousy, would be impossible ; he llew into the arms of his wife, promising that tor the future they will be the happiest couple in the world, Shekspeare, as every body is probably aware, discourses of .jealousy as "—The green—eyed monster which cloth make The m: at it feeds on." Such is the monster we have endeavour ed to delineate ; and it is to be hoped that the reader ,wiil not dismiss our story, without reflecting that it contains a mor al. Fon THE LADI:•:S.-A talkative woman .is _one of the most a,treeble companions in the world—die sstatrof society. N e like to heir a sprightly young * woman talk so fast arid incessantly that you can not o.eta word in edgeways. It frees youfrom embarrasments, promotes socia bility, and gives you heart to slip in a soft saying or two whenever such a thing is possible; whereas, silence is a bore nut to be endured; breeding awkwad embarrass ments and restrhints.—Give us a woman I who knows how to talk. ELOQU (7E.-- The night winds howled around the lonely cottage, hung were the heavens in black,' fearful flashes of light ning pierced the gloom, accompanied by the muttering sullen thnnder- Henry wrapped his cloak closely about him, pulled his cap down over his eyes, grasp ing his cane, bade his sister Sarah a short hurried farewell, and sallied out—to shut trp the geese. TILE WIFE AND MOTHER, As a mother we behold her in her ho liest character, as the nurse of innocence, as the cherisher of the first principles of mind—as the guardian of an imortal being who will write upon the records of eter nity how faithfully she has fulfilled her trust *.* * In assuming this new and important office, she does not necessarily , loose any of the charms which have beau tified her character before. She can still be tender, lovely, delicate, refined, and cheerful, as when a girl; devoted to the happiness of those around her, affec tionate, judicious, dignified, and inillec tual, as when a wile only ; while this new love, deep as the very well of life, mingles with the current of her thoughts and feel ings, giving warmth and intensity to all, without impairing the force of the purity of any. ffilf=llsfre2:ll As a newly married couple foom the land of pumpkins and baked beans were one night lying in bed, talking over mat ters and things, " a heavy storm arose. The loud peak of thunder and the vivid flashes of lightning filled them with terror and tearful apprehensions. Sud denly a tremendous crash caused the loving pair to start as tho' they had re ceived an electric shock. Jonathan throw ing his arms around his dear, exclaimed: on .o me, Liz —teed die like men!" From the Gentleman's Magazine. F I RsT LOVE. A SKETCH BY GEORGE It. GRAHAM, Esq. There is nothing like first lore! The warm and generous gush of the heart's young affections. It is never forgotten, but !taunts the soul like a dream of music, through all after life. It clings to the heart amid the wreck of all our earliest, brigh test hopes, and reposes in the sanc tuary unsullied amid corruption. We look back to it as to an existence enjoyed under the influence of an enchanter's wand ; there appears to have been so lit tle of earth's dull reality mingled with those hours. Even the villain hardened in crime, whose rank offences smell to heaven, weeps over his life of shame, as he thinks of the hour when his soul was spotless, and F is heart adored a tar being, who filled both waking thoughts & dreams. It is the sunlight of her existence, but the shadows have passed over it, and all else is dark and desolate. I can still remember Isabella Wilmer. She was so gentle, so confiding, so beauti ful, and to my youthful fancy, so near perfection. Her bright eyes! I can see them sparkle yet, and her silver voice rings out upon my ear, in cadence like angel's music; it was so touching, and tender and sweet. I had taken a drive down to the city of New York, with my college chum and cousin of hers, when I first saw her. It was the season of vacation, and Harry Morton and I had determined to spend it in a jovial manner. So we had dropped down from "Old Yale" to hts father's seat on the Hudson, which was but a pleasant drive from the city, resolving to leave all our dullness as well as our books behind us, and ;.o employ life as we should during the period of relaxation. Harry hail spo ken repeatedly of his cousin, and had al ways been enthusiastic in his praise other beauty, but lie was so reckless in his na ture, that I had no very high regard for the sincerity of all his fine professions in relation to Miss Wilmer. Yet I had too high an opinion of his taste not to expect to find a beautiful girl. We had saunter ed away the afternoon in the city, and about eight o'clock in the evening, he pro • posed that we should wait on her. He was determined to surprise, by the sud denness of his visit, he not written to her, he affirmed, for more than six weeks, and he "wished to see what effect it would have upon her." "An:l now, egad, Neil," said he, "if you take it into that villanous head of yours to fall iu love with my little peach blossom, I'll slit your throat for you as so on 3,5 we get tiack to college." "Don't be jealous, ar , rrY, I pray you! I have no very high opinion of yicr taste, you well know, nor do I expect to hear of your divinity after I have once seen her. Don't curb me, therefore, I pray you, un til I show a disposition to fall in love I've known many a man change his mind in a fortnight as to the virtue, beauty or amiability of his lady-love, and as you have not seen this same cousin of yams for nearly six months, you'll find her, I warrant ye, a great, homely raw-boned girl, and in no respect the little fairy, with whose praise you have fairly sickened "Reserve your gall, Ned—reserve your _'ill. I'll have none of your bitterness ; I'm all honey now, and if I don't show you as sweet a little angel as ever stole out of heaven, write me down as an ass, as your favorite has it. What! do you ihing I'd fall in love with such an ugly lump et mortality as would suit pour fan cy? Not a whit of it, Ned I—nut a whit of it. I take it that I am somewhat of a connoiseur in such matters!" "Hold! Ilarry, hold! no more of it, 'as ye love me,' I've heard her beauty praised often enough ; let us see some of it, man, and then for your elogiu ins." "Patience! Ned, patience! Cherish that prince of virtues. It has made a man of many a dull fellow, while your fine young gentlemen has ruin,l himself for ever, by popping the question to a pretty girl, before she had time to scan your proportions. Ahove all things, 1 hate your hasty men. But here is the house ! Remember my caution. No attempts to steal away the heart of the little lamb, if you set any store by you' wind-pipe." We were conducted by the servant in to finely furnished parlors, of one of the handsomest houses in Broadway. Every thing in the rooms wore an air of neatness as well as of luxury, and there had been such a manifestation of taste in the selec tion, but more particularly in the arrange went of every thing around us, that 1 could not but help exclaiming— " Egad, Ilarry, here are seine evidences of taste on the part of your girl, I'll admit, whatever I may deny in you." Isabella and her mother entered the room at that instant, and put a stop to all observations. The old lady walked with a wady and matronly dignity towards [WnoLE No. '240. \us, but neither Harry nor myself paid [such attention that way. If my expec tations had been raised by Harry's de scription of his cousin's beauty, they were inure than realised in the brilliant vision of female loveliness that stood before us. Harry had risen to receive her, and there n as a flush of pride upon his cheek, and a fire in his eye, as his gaze met her's. She had taken a step into the room when her eye fell upon my companion, and she stood trembling like a startled fawn, as the blood shot up over her snowy anti palpitating bosom, even to her very brow. I had never :een such perfection of beauty. Her auburn curls were suffered to hang loosely over her shoulders ; her full, blue laughing eye was as liquid as water, anti as the lung lashes fell dreamily over them, a single tear started from its concealment, and glistening a moment, fell, as those lustrous orbs opened again upon my com panion. A sudden paleness instantly overspread her countenance, and her fine forehead, which, like her exquisitely chic. seled chin, a sculptor might have envied, became as white as marble, and save a soft, rosy tinge on her peach-like cheek, and the slight lines of blue which marked the stealing veins, all color had fled. Nor did it return. It was the calm repose of her countenance, and I wondered, as I saw a being so apparently ethereal, ad vance towards us. She extended her lily hand to Henry, and save a slight fl ush, which was for Henry, instant perceptible - upon her features as he pressed it warmly, and a smile which flitted a moment around her lips and disclosed her pearly teeth, as she returned his gratulations, her countenance retained its composnre. I thought she appeared melancholy. She could not halie been more than six teen, and her form was as faultless as her face. Rather above th. middle height. with a tigure light and graceful, though in proportion rounded and full, she was all in appearance that might delight the eye. or win the adoration of the heart; and as I regarded her in wonder, I could:appre ciate all that Harry had said in relatioa to her. "Isabella," said he, after the ceremony of introduction and the usual congratula ions and inquiries had been gone through with, "you look paler, much paler than when I last saw you." And there was a huskiness in his voice which betokened a depth of feeling for her welfare, with which from his wild and reckless disposi , lion I could scarcely have credited him. "Why, yes." replied her mother, as she perceived the tremor and agitation of the fair girl, "Isabella has had a slight cold, which has clung to her longer than usual, and the necessary care has kept her within doors, but we intend now that the weather is growing pleasanter, to ride out frequently, and in a few weeks we shall, perhaps, leave for the country. A little exerase will bring back her roses." "Oh, I hope se," said Harry, giving way to his natural humor; bring her up the Hudson, and I'll warrant a cure. An occasional climbing of the rocks—a dash among the mountain scenery of a dewy morn, and a little rusticating generally, will make her as brown as a native, and as hearty and wild as a young deer.-- Bring her up during vacation, and I'll match myself and my friend Ed, here. against any for gallantry. You shall not want for good company and pastime. Alt. aunt, I see how it is—the city beaux have been playing the mischief. A little ru ralising will drive them all out of her head." "Silence, cousin: or we shall all think you have gone out of yours." "Not 1, egad! I know the value of having one's wits about him. A fellow without them, may find himself robbed of his best treasure, without being the wiser, as an Irishman would say. I always keep lan eye to windward— look out for squalls, even u► a calm." A few weeks found Miss Wilmer with us at the residence of her uncle upon the Hudson. The cold which her mother had termed slight, and which evidently had been a dang erous matter, gradually gave way under the influence of mountain sce nery, the bracing country air, and Harry's presence. In truth, Harry showed so much solicitude for her welfare, that to him perhaps belongs the credit of having effected her cure. I made this discovery in the course of my observations, that the roses on her cheek assumed a deeper hue. and her spit its regained their wonted gai ety, whenever she was left alone by his side. She listened with more attention to his directions, and showed a more impli cit obedience to his wishes, than to those of any other. Their rambles together be came more frequent, and as the vacation drew near its end, became prolonged, in somuch, that some spoke of the night air. and the dew, as injurious. Notwithstan ding, she grew better rapidly, and when we left for College, the exercise she had taken, had made sad inroads upon the - • jests of that HI destroyer—consumt
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