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.POETttY.
HARRISON SONG,
Ant—o. Gaily Mc Trout adour.
G dly did Harrison
Come from his holm,
Whilst he was yet a youth,
Not twenty °,.e.
He joined the gallant band
On our frontiers.
Give him three cheers,
k MI ye gallant Whigs,
Firm, brave and true,
After he'd Join'd thu band,
What did he do ?
lie led to victory,
Free from all tears;
Harri Harrison—
Give him three cheers.
Iluzza for Harrison!
Success to him,
Ile makes the Vanocrats
.Look rather slim:
He is the People's man !
Away with your tears.
Ilarrison—llarrison
Give him three cheers.
then 10 us stick to Lim,
Young, old and all,
And like old Proctor's men,
Malty must fall !
Turn, then/ ye Vanocrats,
Fear not their sneers,
Harrison—Harrison--
Give him duce cheers.
LUG CABIN SONG.
I love the rough Log Cabin .
!yells of olden time,
Whqs an hardy and au honest class
Of freemen in their prime,
Yirst I, ft their father's peaceful home,
re was joy and rest.
With their axes on their shoulders,
Anti sailed for the west.
Of logs they built a sturdy pile,
i
With slabs they roofed t o'er
With wooden latch and hinges rude,
hey hung the clumsy gor,
And fur the little window lights,
In size two feet by two,
They used such sash as could be got
. In regions that were new.
The chimney was composed of slats
Well hated:till with clay,
Forming a sight we often see,
In this a latter day ,
And here oat stones for fire-cloy',
A rousing lire was made,
While round it sat a hearty crew,
•'With none to make afraid."
I love the old Log Cabin,
For litre in early slays,
Long, dwelled the honest HARRISON
As every Vanity savh:
And when he is our President,
Whn,h one more year will see.
In good “Hard Cider" we will toast,
And cheer him three times three.
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From the New York American.
Carry Arras.
"It is really abominable!" said Miss
Sophia Singleton.
"Oh shocking!" ehorussed a number of
'youn ,, ladies who were sitting around.
'Pray, ladies, what is the matter?" said
Henry Jones, as he joined the coterie.
""t he matter?" replied all at once,"whj,
“One at a time, it you please ladies;
really it is too hard that so many sweet
voices should combine to attack a poor
mortal like myself, who, having but one
pair of ears, can attend to no more than
one at a tune. Come, Miss Singleton,
will you tell mo what causes so much in
d ignation?”
"Why, this morning Helen Clarke
walked down Broadway with Mr. Stone,
and took his arm ; and in the evening she
was bn the Battery with Mr. Lewis, and
look his arm also!
"And is this all?" said Jones quietly.
“.A111" exclaimed the young ladies
aghast with horror.
— "II' ell, ladies, I think Miss Clarke was
per fectly right : shall I state my reasons
and try to convince you'!" .
..
'Ot! you never can convince us."
"tt feast I can try. I believe you
will grant that when a lady walks with a
gentleman, it is for the sake partly el his
protection. Ant I right?"
"Perfectly."
"Well, unless she takes his arm, she can
enjoy neither. In the first place, they
cannot carry on a conversation unless the
man bends forward, in which case, the
least inequality in the pavement may
cause him to stumble against her, and
down they must both go; or if a passer by
brushes against him, the result is the
sanie. In the second place, they may be
separated by a crowd, and the lady be se
verely hurt, while her companion can af
ford her neither protection nor assistance,
and may even remain unaware that any
accident has happened! Again. the cros
sings are often muddy, and then a gentle.
man's arm would be useful; mot eover.
alien a lady is fatigued, she would find
1 the support of an arm a very great relief;
Iso that whether for safety, pleasure or
support, a lady should always take the
arm of her companion."
"You are right," said Miss Singleton,
"but it is not the custom."
"Then make it the custom—nothing
is easier. „Let every lady who has mind
enough to judge for herself, make it a rule
never to walk with a man she does not re
spect, and when she does walk with one,
let leer always take his arm. I know that
when a lady takes a man's arm, people say
they are engaged, but surely, no one would
suppose her engaged to a dozen different
men at once, and they must either believe
so palpable an absurdity, or grant that she
may not be engaged at all. This once
settled, other ladies would follow her ex
ample, and in a short time 'Carry Arms!'
would be the word. Any one of you
young ladies would take my arm at a ball
or at the Springs, and refuse it in the
street, because at one place it is cust
ry, and at the other it is not. Now cas
t toms should always be consistent, yet this
is nut so ; in a large crowd in one place,
where it is not needed, you take my arm :
in a large crowd, consisting perhaps of
the same individuals, you refuse it because
you are an another place, and in the last
instance it is absolutely necessary; there's
consistency for you! Miss Clarke has• ,
set a good example, and I hope all !attics
will follow it. Come, Miss Singleton,
you are young and pretty, suppose you
walk arm-in-arm with me to-morrow mor
ning; people will say we are engaged; im
the afternoon, walk on the Battery with
your friend Harris, and Miss Reynolds'
and myself will be there ; we will all
walk arm-in-arm ; they will then say you.
are engaged to Mr. Harris, and I to Miss
Reynolds; the next day take some one
else ; then they will say none of us are
engaged ; ir, a lew days the oddity will
have Avon' off, and no lady will walk with
a man without taking his arm, and no
man will walk with a woman who refuses
it. Is Miss Clarke right, and will you
follow her example?"
"Yes," replied all the young ladies.
"Then I have convinced you. 'Carry
arms!"
"We will."
.I'a-morrow. Miss Singleton— "
"I will walk arm in-arin with you; and
always make the gentleman who accom
panies me, be he who he may, give me his
arm." W. J. S.
A BOLD FELLOW. —Frederick the
Great, after a very terrible engagement,
asked his officers, •who behaved most in
trepidly during the contest 1" The pref.
erence was unanimously given to himself.
"You are all mistaking, replied the king
—"the boldest fellow was a fifer, whom 1
passed twenty times during the engage
ment, and he did not cease to vary a note
the whole time."
"ONE COUNTRY, 011 E CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY."
A. W. BENEDICT PUBLISHER AND PROPRIETOR.
HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, JULY 22, 1840
POLITICAL.
From the Ohio Republican.
Richard M. Johnson.
The present Vice President, R. M. John
son, is a man with whom we have sonic
acquaintance. Sonic of our Harrison ed
itors have said a few hard things about
Col. Richard M. Johnson, without know.
log that they were unintentionally Bland,
ering one of the bravest soldiers of the
last war, and one of the firmest friends
that ever Lien. Harrison had the honor of
possessing. We know them both inti
mately, and we speak by authority when
we say there is nothing but the most
kindly feeliugs entertained in the breasts
of these honorable and distinguished men',
toward each other. Richard M. Johnson
has been kicked to one side, by his Van
Buren friends, but that makes no darer
ence to us. We mean to tell a tale, the
incidents of which we can prove by one of
the meat high minded and respectable
men of Cincinnati. Elam P. Langdon is
the man we allude te, and although there
are some hundreds of others upon whose
testimony we might rely, we name him in
preference to all the rest, because, oldie'
a supporter of the present administration,
he possesses a stall, on which.in eight
years' acquaintance we never discovered
a single stain or blot. But to our tale,
which is not one of fancy. _ _
On a certain occasion, not far from the
dog days of 1835, it was rumored among
some of us Jackson men of Cincinnati,
that Dick Johnson, as every body famil
iarly called him, was about to perpetrate
a stump speech in Covington, which, as
we presume all our readers know, lies ex
actly opposite to Cincinnati, in the State
of Kentucky, a State too well known in
' history and tradition to require our feeble
attempts to eulogize. 11 ell we crossed
the river in a ferry boat, went to the hall
' where Dick Johnson was to hold forth,
shook him cordially by the hand, and then
sat down, along with Elam P. Litngdon to
hear his speech.
Stump speeches in Kentucky aro not
precisely like those in Ohio. It is some
what difficult for a Kentucky stump ora
tor, when he commences hi speech to
guess with much exactness as to its dura
tion of its peoration. The Kentuckians
dislike to be humbuged, and they very
frequently ask a stump orator, even in
the very height and Sow of his eloquence,
a question that throws him out of his own
prescribed track. Such was the case
with our friend, Colonel Johnson.
He begen dissertation on matters and
things in general and Democraky in par
ticular. He was moving on as smoothly
as a square rigged brig, with all her can
vass shaken out, when somebody in the
crowd yelled out,
"Were you at the battle of Thames?"
"I was, and what of it?"
"Are you the hero of that battler'
"That's a very singular question to be
put to me by a gentleman that has read
the history of the last war. My brother
James and myself---and the Colonel dash
ed a tear from his eye when he pronoun
ced the name of his brave and departed
brother—my brother James and myselt
raised a regiment of mounted riflemen
and joined Gen. Harrison on the Maumee.
We asked him for the post of danger, the
very moment it could be obtained, and he
told us, if it were possible, and it would
not conflict with the general operations of
the troops, he would grant it to us cheer
fully. We were shortly on the trail of
Proctor. We caught him on the Thames.
Our mounted regiment, as a matter of
course, was in the advance, and when we
descried the enemy, my brother and my
self rode up to General Harrison and rc•
winded him of his promise."
"Hays your mounted men ever been
practised to charge upon infantry?" said
the General.
"Certainly," said we.
"Then," 'said the General, "the post of
danger as well as of duty is before you.
One half of your regiment will charge
through the British regulars, and the other
half will, simultaneously, commence an
attack on Tecumseh's Indians iu the
swamp."
"So said the General—my brother
James, and a braver and better man never
lived, charged through the British, with
one half of the battallion, while I, with
the other half, undertook to rouse up the
Indians in the swamp. They were not
hard to rouse up, fur Tecutnseh, a man
transcendently superior to Proctor, in
point et real bravery, as 'Hyperion to a
Satyr,' had determined to make that his
best and most conclusive battle ground.
We met there and fought them; and,
when they learnt that Proctor's British ,
regulars had been demolished by toy bre- !
then James they began to retire. .At this
moment my body had been pet forated by
five bullets, and my horse could only be
kept on his legs by the greatest exertion
of my bridle hand. to endeavoring to
make him leap over a log in the swamp he
fell and died, with two more balls in his
carcase than were in my own. A tall,
good looking Indian approached me, with
his tomahawk ready for a threw. My
horse lay in a position that did not per
mit me to be exactly dismounted. I pul
led out a loaded pistol from my, holsters
and shot him.
They say it was Tecumseh I shot. I
care nut, and I know not. I would have
shot the best Indian that ever breathed
under such circumstances without inquir
ing his name, or asking the ages of his
children."
When the Colonel reached this point,
there was a deafening roar of applause.
A simpleton, present, who did not know
the true calibre of the man he was about
to interrogate, and who wished to make
himself popular among the enemies of
Harrison, exclaimed in a stentorian voice,
" Where was General Harrison then?"
The Colonel gave a calm survey of the
crowd, u ntil he singled out the face of the
queiist. Looking him dead in the eye,
as the Kentuckians say, and drawing hun
sell to his utmost height, with his eye di
lated, and a • countenance that plainly
showed there was to be no hypocrisy in
what he was about to say, he replied in
tones, as calm but as portentious as the
incipient rumblings that precede a volca
nic eruption— - _ _
"He was in the very spot where the COM
mander.en-chief ought to have been. He
was in the spot where his duty called him.
He was amidst the whizzing of rifle bul
lets, overlooking the movements of our
mounted men—ready to charge over the
dead bodies of my brother and myself, had
we proved unfortunate in the onset, en or
der to avenge us. No one must attempt to
tickle my fancy by intimating in my pres
ence, that General Harrison is a coward!"
There was a pause•—aid then -there
was a silence, so profound, so indescriba
ble that it was painful. In that vast
crowd, for the space of one minute—and
that is a long, dreary lapse of time, to men
who are listenitv , to a stump speech—the
ticking of a watch might have been heard,
as horribly Icud as it has grated on our
ear in tire sombre chamber of the dying
and the dead. But, anon, there was a
slight clapping of handle--and then there
writ a deafening thunder storm of ap
plause, that seemed to shake the building
to its very foundation,
This is the same Richard M. Johnson
whom the Loco Focos, at their late abor
tive Convention in Baltimore, refused to
re-neminate as their candidate for Vice
President. He waa too honest fur them!
Characteristic.
The writer is acquainted with an aged
'and ;excellent lady for many years a wi
dow, a relic of a citizen soldier of the N.
western carspaip,ns during the late war,
and the venerable and respected mother
of a numerous ollsprin„,.... Two of her suns
espoused the cause of Jackson, support
ed him against Adams and Clay, and like
many thousand of their countrymen al
lowed themselves to be transferred to V.
Buren, against their better judgment, by
the farce of party ties. Hut although in
'SG they I;voted ..:for his rival, they did not
treat tire name and character of Harri
son with disrespect. Recently, however,
partaking of the increasing bitterness of
party spirit, these gentlemen (and very
worthy gentlemen we know them to be)
had so far succumbed to the prevalent par
ty vice as, is the warmth of controversial
debate to connect the name of Harrison
with the epithets coward, granny, pctti—
coal general, &c.; and, at last, on one oc
casion in the presence and hearing of
their mother. It was too much fur the
old lady to bear. She was a frontier set
tler with her husband in the fearful crisis
of 'l2, 13 and 19. She remembred the
dangers they then encountered—how her
husband had followed his banner to the
wilderness and fought by the side of the
gallant Harrison. She could not forget
what she had suffered and felt in that try
ing day. Associating these recollections
lwali the language now uttered by her
children, the bosom of the noble old lady
swelled ;with em ution—tears tilled her
eyes—Teats of mingled gratitude, fond
remembrances and deep chargrin, while
she said—.
"My dear sons, if you choose to vote
for Mr. V. Buren, do so; but, don't abuse
General Harrison. You know not what
you are doing. lie saved your heads
while in your cradles and that of the mo
ther who nursed you then, and speak to
you now, from the tomahawk and scat
piing knife of the savages. When no
other arm was nigh to help or save the ex
posed settlers, his was always ready,
when no other name gave confidence to
their hearts or pacified their fears, the
young mothers at the settlers always slept
in peace when Harrison was near. Vote
for Mr. V. Buren, my sons, if you think
best—that may be right, for what I know
—but if you love your mother or have any
sense of gratitude for the services de
brave and good man, don't abuse Genera l
Harrison." She said no more—she had'
said enough. Already had she torn the
folds from the eyes of her sous and broken
the bands which had held them. They
were not again heard to "abuse General
liarrison;" but their attention thus arres
ted and directed to the unreasonableness
of their conduct they considered, enqui
red and judged. They were soon con
vinced of their error; became the zealous
advocates of Harrison, and are this day
his active and devoted friends. The dis•
taut reader, who mingles not with the
western people, and hears not their every.
day conversation, will learn from this an
ecdote how it is that the name of Ilarri
son has •set the prairies on fire" and cal
led forth the shouts and the votes of the
universal west. When the mothers and
their children whom he protected and sa
ved in the day of their peril, he is to Van
Buren "an Hyperion to a Satyr."—Ohio
Confederate.
Tippecanoe Battle Ground
Convention
The following address was adopted by
the forty thousand freemen who assem
bled on the 29th of May on the battle
ground of Tippecanoe, to celebrate the
important victory gained on that spot 29
years ago, by General Harrison. It was
one of the most stirring appeals which
the present crisis has yet called forth:
TO TUE PEOPLE OF INDIANA AND OF
TIIN UNITED STATES.
Assembled on the field of 'Tippecanoe
to render the homage of our gratitude to
the dead who lie here entombed, and to
the living soldiers and commander who ex•
posed their lives in defence of the wes.
tern frontier; assembled to cherish in re
membrance the simple and hardy virtues
of the founders of the great and flourish
ing empire of freedom in the west; as
sembled to commemorate the patriotism,
the fortitude and bravery of the men, who
dwell in "Log Cabins," and the rude ten- ;
ements which characterise the founding I
of all commonwealths—whose hearts
glowing with the love of liberty—whose
minds filled with enthusiasm in the cause
of civilization and the advancement of
the human race, boldly unfurled their
banners in the wilderness, and planted in
the midst of the trackless forests of the
west the social arts, and the institutions
of freedom ; surrounded by these recol
lections—here, from the place where Da
viss, Spencer, Owen and Warwick fell— ,
here, where the gallant Harrison and his ,
brave comrades repulsed the savage enc..
mica of their country—from this consecra
ted place we address the young men of
Indiana, of Ohio, of Illinois; the young
men of the whole Union. Here the har
dy sons of the North—here the sons of
the chivalrous South—here the dwellers
of the Western forest tough side by side.
There united voices rose in the shout of
victory, and as brethren of the same fam
ily they mourned over their fallen com
rades. He call upon you, not as soldiers
to buckle on your armor, and march forth
in the wilderness to fight the battles of
your country, but as citizens we entreat
you to put lorh your mortal energies as
champions of the institutions and laws of
your country--to vindicate your claims
as freemen to their inheritance of the glo
rious constitution established by your fa
thers. The spoilers are in the temple of
Liberty, and foul corruption has polluted
the sacred altar of Freedom. Where sat
the immortal H ashington—the Father of
his Country—the !glorious Champion of
Liberty—is now seated the mere leader
of party—one who, under the syren song
of reform has bankrupted the Govern
ment and bro'ght the people to the verge
of ruin. The lofty station—whence the
founder of this mighty Republic dispen.
sed the tneed of reward to integrity, vir
tue and patriotism, as a father watchiwg
with yearning affection over the welfare
of his children —is now degraded to a
mart of Executive favoritism, where pa
tronage and ',offices are sold at thepi ice
of fealty to power—where subserviency
has displaced independence—where faith
fulness and ability no longer find an abi •
ding place. Mea of the west--ye of the
forest and palm--men of the lakes , and
dwellers upon the mighty rivers--ye of
the sunny South—ye of the vigorous
North--descendants of men who fought
at Bunker Hill—at Monmouth, at York
town, at Tippecanoe, at Lundy's Lane, at
the Thames, and the plains of New Or
leans. 'ye who inherit the wisdom, vir
tues and fame of the sages of the Revolu
tion, embodied in the laws and constitu
tion of your country, will
.you suffer the
sanctuary of Freedom's temple to be pro
faned T Hill you renounce your birth
right and become the panders of power—
the parricides of the glory of your ances
tors I will you destroy forever the
hopes of posterity I No never, resounds
from the verdant hills of Connecticut.
The land of 11 ashington—ot Patrick
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finery—the nursing mother of liberty,
(shouts from all her mountains and valleys
No ! never ! The Empire State has vin
dicated her title to the nroud motto she
claims, and with a Roman spirit worthy
the age in which Brutus delivered his
county from tyrany, she has passed judg
ment upon her own son; her voice, loudest
in the great acclamation of deliverance,
shouts from all her borders, "Down with
the Tarquins—away with the spoilers!"
Barren and Montgomery, speaking
through the voice of Old Bay State, point
to the early scenes of the Revolution ;
these are Concord, Lexington and Bunker
Hill, and there remaining forever, still
echoing hack the shout, No ! never 1 O
hio, Illinois, Michigan, and the great west
from all its forests and plains, its mighty
rivers and lakes, as with the voice of all
its rushing waters, shout, No! never!
The warm and patriotic South with all
its ardent and lofty spirits, cries, No !
never! Indiana, here in the living mas
ses of her hardy sons, with her deep voice
of gratitude exclaims—in our manhood
we will cherish the protector of our infan
cy.
CIIARLES H. TEST.
OM S. CLARE,
JOSEPH M. Mon, Coneittee
SAMUEL HANNA, ,
JAS. M. STEWARD,
A Short Method With The
Tories.
Who said that General Harrison had
done more for his country, with less coin
palmation for it than any other man liv
ing?
A. James Madison.
Q. Who said that General Harrison
during the late war, was longer in actual
service than any other general officer, of
tener in action and never suffered a de
feat ?
A. Richard M. Johnson.
Q. Who said that the victery of Har
rison at the battle of the Thames, was
such es would have secured to a Romau
general to tha best of the Itepu.blic. the
honor of a triumph ?
A. LaugdGa C heves.
Q. Who in writing to General Harris
son of the battle of the Thames, uses the
following language. "The prompt charge
made by you in the order of battle, on dis
covering the position of the enemy, has
always:appeared to me to evince a hig,la
degree of military talent?"
A. ()liver Hazard Perry.
Q. Who enjoyed the friendship and
confidence of the first six Presidents of
the U. States, and as a necessrry cense
quence, the enmity of the eighth ?
A. Gen. flamson.
Q. Who said that he imagined there
were two military men at the West, and
that General Harrison was the first of the
two ?
A. The gallant Major
Q. Who has evinced through the
whole of his life the most uncompromi
sing integrity, the most ardent patriotism,
and thepurest republicanism?
A. Gen. Harrison.
Q. Who will be the next President of
the U. States?
WILLIAM H. HARRISON.-TrOy
A.
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A Contrast.
\VII° gains by the destruction of credit
and establishment of a hard money cur
rency ?
The °pc Holders, who will receive
their sallaries in !gold and silver, while
the value of property will be rsduced one
half.
The Money Lender and Usurper, whose
gold and silver, will will be augmented:
in value in a ratio corresponding with the•
'reduction of property.
The lizeh, for it will, in the language
of General Jackson, "make the rich rich
er, and the poor pourer."
The Creditor, W ho will thereby be en
abled to oppress, and utterly ruin his un
fortunate debtor.
WHO L.:mu by the destruction of
credit and the estubliskruent of a hard
mosey currency 1
The Farmer, whose farm is reduced in
value one hall, and the productions in an
equal proportion. •
The Laborer, who is •either utterly de
prived of the means of earning his daily
bread, or is cotrpetled to work at prices
varying from 10 to 40 cents par clay—in
stead of one Glint or one dollar and a
half, as het etotore.
The Poor Mute, who will be deprived
of all prospects of ever rising to opu
lence in lite by the destruction of all cre
dit and enterprise.
The Young Man, who will have torn
from him the great main•springs to indus
try and tins—and, who henceforth,
must never allow his aspirations to rise
above the low and humbler walks of life,
unless born to wealth end opulence.
The Debtor, whosti prope will be
sacrificed to fill the coffers phis rare
.
eattOr,