Vox.. VII, No. 7.] PUBLISHED BY TIIEODORE H. CREMER. TIMMS. - The "Jotnol AL" will be published every Wednesday morning, at two dollars a year, If paid IN ADVANCE, and if not paid within six months, two dollars and a half. No subscription received for a shorter pe • nod than six months, nor any paper discon tinned till all arrearages are paid. Advertisements not exceeding one square, ♦*lll be inserted three times for one dollar, and for every subsequent insertion twenty Ave cents. If no definite orders are given as to the time an advertisement is to he continu ed, it will be kept in till ordered out, and charged accordingly. agents for the Journal. Daniel Teague, Orbisonia; David Blair Esq. Shade Gap ; Benj. Lease, Shirleye burg; Eliel Smith, Esq. Chiicoustown; Jas. Entriken. jr. Coffee Run; Hugh Madden Esq. Springfield; Dr. S. S. Dewey, Bir mingham; Jas. Morrow, Union Furnace; John Sister, Warrior Mark; James Davis, Esq. West township ; D. H. Moore. Esq. .Frankatown; Eph. Galbreath, Esq. Holli daysburg; Henry Neff, Alexandria; Aaron Burns, Williamsburg; A. J. Stewart, Water Street;Wm. Reed. Esq. Morris township; Solomon Hamer, e ff 'a Mill; Jas. Dysart, Mouth Spruce Creek; Wm. Murrny, Esq. Grayaville; John Crum, Manor Hill; Jas. E. Stewart, Sinking Valley ;L. C . Kessler, Mill Creek. POETRY , From the Olive Leaf. THE VOW OF THE RECLAIMED , Let others quaff the ruby wine, I ""nlink from gushing springs. o .a again at folly's shrine, or misery it brings. I'll seek no more the festal board, Where the midnight taper gleams ; Nor mingle with the drunken horde, But drink from mountain streams. The Temperance pledge, I'll hold it strong, And bear the drunkard's jeers ; Nor sing the bacchanalian song, But dry a young wile's tears. I'll spurn the blind, besotted crowd, I'll scorn the drunkard's sneers, And Temperance I'll proclaim aloud, And dry a mother's tears. The limped nectar I will quaff From brooks, nor seek to roam Where sounds the reveller's drunken laugh, But stay content at home. I'll dash the poisoned chalice down, And swell the Temperance train, 140 more shall wine my senses drown, I'll be a man again. From the United States Gazette. THE PHILOSOPHY OF A KISS. TO MR. G. S. STERLING. You beg me to writz of a kiss, And all the philosophy in it ; You doubtless have learned, sir, ere this, Philosophy's needed to win it. And when you've rqeuested the boon; Feeling certain your merits will gain it, Philosophy's needed again, When you find that you cannot obtain it. Nay, toss not your head in disdain, [you, When I mention that maidens may flout Perhaps my conjecture is wrong, But you know I know nothing about you. To change now, the tack I have taken, For fear you should think I mock your If a kiss should be suddenly given, I feel very certain 'twould shock you, Much worse than machines that we see Our Natural Philosophers using ; I wish I could witness the scene. 'Twould surely be very amusing. And now we are speaking of physics, (We move in a field quite enlarged I'm certain as kisses are thrilling, They're with electricity charged. And agt,ln to convince you my doctrine I Is right, I will bring to your view. That likelightning they sometimes inflame And quite as much damage can do. The voice O a kiss is peculiar, And puzzle% you oft, I'll be bound If so, tern to Arnott's 4. Acoustics" And read the "doctrines of sound.' When weary of that, take up Wayian, And study Philosophy Moral, (nut if you prefer tin Adams, We'll not on authorities quarrel.) And when you have read of the duties We mortals all ()wet° each other; We're hound to treat man with affection, And 'GIVE" to each suppliant brother, THE JOURNAL. HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1842 I think were you placed on a jury, A verdict like this you would find, "Let kissing forever be classed mid The duties we owe to mankind." My muse has discussed her kiss freely, And she trusts she has proven to you, There's a world of Philosophy in it, Mental, Moral, and Natural too. MISCELLANEOUS. From the "Lady's World of Fashion." The Minister's Dinner. BY LYDIA JANE PIERSON. The Reverned Mr. N- was a man of excellent temper, generous feelings, and well cultivated mind, but he was eccentric even to oddity. He was a pow erful preacher, and his ministration was blest to the reformation of many in his parish. At the age of thirty-four he be came enamored of a beautiful light-hearted girl of seventeen, daughter of one of his richest parishioners, and who imagined that to refuse the hand of the minister would be a sin bordering hard upon the unpardonable. Well, the marriage was consummated, the bride's fat portion paid ; and the husband, as husbands in their first love are apt to do, gave in to the humor of his wife, and accompanied her to several festive parties given by his wealthy neighbors, in honor of his mar riage. The happy couple were sitting together in their comfortable parlour, one evening toward spring, the reverned gentleman studying the Venerable Bede, and his wife equally intent upon a plate of the latest fashions, when she suddenly looked up with an expression between hope and fear, thus addressed her companion : My dear husband I have a request to make' Well, Nancy, any thing consistent' You do not imagine that I would make an inconsistent request, surely V No—not a request that you considered inconsistent. But come, what is it I' Why, my dear sir,' and her voice trembled a little, we have been to several par ties among the neighboring gentry, and now I think that to maintain our position in society we should make a party too' The minister looked blank. What sort of a party, Nancy ?' lie said at length. Why,' she replied, 'such a party as those we have attended. We must make an elegant dinner, and have (lancing after it.' Dancing! in a minister's house!' ejac ulated Mr. IN . —. Why, yes, certainly,' replied his wife, coaxingly. You will not dance, the party will be mine ; and then we have been to similar parties all winter' True, true,' he muttered with a per plexed air, and sat silent for some time as if considering. At length lie spoke.— ' Yes Nancy, you may make a party, give a dinner, and if the guests desire it you may dance.' 'Thank you, love,' she cried, putting her arms around his neck. But I have some stipulations to make about it,' he said ; ' I must select and invite the guests, and you must allow me to place some of my favorite dishes upon the table' All as you please, love,' she answered delightedly,' but when shall it be?' Next Wednesday it you please' ' But our furniture and window drape ries are very old fashioned. Is it not time we had new 1' I should think it hardly necessary to refurnish our rooms, Nancy. All our furniture is excellent of its kind.' But our smooth carpets, white drape ries, and cane chairs have such a cold look, do consent to have the rooms new fitted, we can move these things to the unfurnished chambers.' And of what use will they be in those rooms which we never occupy ? Besides, it is near spring, and to fit up now for winter is superfluous.' Well, I would not care,' she persisted, only persons will call us parsimonious and ungenteel.' Oh, if that is all,' said lie gaily, ' I will promise to spend a thousand dollars on the evening of the party, not in furniture, but in a manner which will be far more grateful to our guests, and profitable to ourselves, and which shall exonerate us from all imputation of parsimony; and you may spend in dress, eatables and dessert just what sum you please, and do not forget the wines' And so the colloquy ended. lie resumed his studies, and she gave tier mind to the consideration of the dress which would be most becoming ; and the viands that were most expensive.— 'lhe next day she went busily about her preparations, wondering all the time how her husband would expend his thousand dollars, but as she had discovered some thing of the eccentricity in his character, she doubted not that lie meant to give an agreeable surprise ; and her curiosity grew so great that she could hardly sleep during the interval. "ONE COUNTRY, ONE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY." At length the momentous day arrived. The arrangements were all complete, and Mrs. N- retired to perform the alk important business of arraying her fine person in fine attire. She lingered long at the toilette, relying on the fashionable unpunctuality of t'ashionable people, and when the. hour struck, left her chamber arrayed like Judith of old gloriously, to allure the eyes of all who should look upon her, and full of sweet smiles and graces, notwithstanding the uncomforta ble pinching of her shoes and corsets.— Her husband met her in the hall. Our guests have all arrived,' he said, and opened the door of the reviewing room. Wonderful! wonderful! What a strange assembly. There were congregated the cripple the maimed, and the blind; the palsied, the extreme aged, and a group of children from the almshouse, who regar ded the fine lady, some with wide open mouths, others with both hands in their hair, while some peeped from behind fur niture, to the covert of which they had retreated from her dazzling presence.— She was petrified with astonishment, then'a dash of displeasure crossed her face, till having ran her eyes over the grotesque ' assembly, she met the comically grave expression of her husband's counte nance, when She burst into a violent fit of laughter, during the paroxisms of which the bursting of her corset laces could be distinctly heard by the company. Nancy!' at length said her husband, sternly. She suppressed her mirth stain. merest an excuse, and added, . You will forgive me, and believe your selves qeite welcome.' 'That is well done,' whispered Mi. N-, ' then, my friends,' he said, as my wife is not acquainted with you I will make a few presentations. Then leading her toward an emaciated creature, whose distorted limbs were unable to suport his body, he said, . This gentleman, Nancy, Is the Reverned Mr. Niles, who in his youth travelled and endured much in the cause of our common Master. A violent rheumatism, induced by colds, contracted among the new settlements of the west, where he was employed in preaching the I , gospel to the poor, has reduced hint to his present condition. This lady, his wife, has piously sustained him, and by her own labor procured a maintenance fur herself and him. Bat she is old and feeble now as you see.' Then turning to a group with silver locks and threadbare coats, he continued, These are soldiers of the revolution.— They were all sons of rich men. They went out in their young strength to defend ' their oppressed country. They endured hardships, toils and sufferings, such as we hardly deem it possible for men to endure and live ; they returned home at the close of the war maimed in their limbs, and with broken constitutions, to find their patrimonies destroyed by fire, or the chances of war, or their property other• wise filched and wrested from them.— And these worthy men live in poverty and neglect in the land fur the prosperty of which they sacrificed their all. These venerable ladies are wives of these patri ots, and widows of others who have gone to their reward. They could tell you tales that would thrill your heart and make it bitter. This is the celebrated and learned Dr. B—, who saved hundreds of lives during the spotted epidemic.— But his great success roused the animosity of his medical brethren, who succeeded in ruining his practice, and when Wind ness came upon him, lie was forgotten by ithose whom he had delivered from death. This lovely creature is his only child, and she is motherless, She leads him daily by the hand, and earns the food she sets before him. Yet her learning and accom plishments are wonderful, she is the au thor of those exquisite poems which appear in the Magazine. These children were !orphaned in infancy by the Asiatic chclera, and their sad hearts have seldom been cheered by a smile, or their palates regaled by delicious food. Now, dry your eyes, love, and lead on to the dining room,' She obeyed, and notwithstanding her emotions, the thumping coarse shoes, and rattling of sticks, crutches, and wooden legs behind her, well nigh threw her into another indecorous laugh. To divert her attention she glanced over the table. There stood the dishes for which her husband had stipulated, in the shape of two monsti ous, homely• looking meat pies, and two emormous platters of baked meats and vegetables, looking like mighty mountains among the delicate viands that she had prepared for the refi ned company which she expected. She took her place, and prepared to do the table honors, but her husband, after a short thanksg iving to the Bountiful God, addressed t he company with ' Now, my brethern, help yourselves and one another, to whatever you deem preferable. I will wait upon the children. A hearty and jovial meal was made, the minister setting the example, and as the hearts of the old soldiers were warmed with wine, they became garrulous. and each recounted some wonderful or thrill. ing adventure of the revolutionary war; and the old ladies told their tales of priva tion and suffering, and interwove with them the histories of fathers, brothers, or lovers, who died for liberty. Mrs. N— was sobbing convulsively when her husband came round, and touch. ing her shoulder, whispered, My love, shall we have dancingV— That word with its ludicrous associations, fairly threw her into hysterics, and she laughed and wept at once. When she became quiescent Mr. N— thus addressed the company. I fear my friends that you will think my wife a frivolous, inconsistent creature, and I must :therefore apoligise for her. We were married only last fall, and have attended several gay parties, which our rich neighbors gave in honor of our nup tials, and my wife thought it would be genteel to give one in return. I consen ted on conditions, one of which was that I should invite the guests, so being a pro fessed minister of Him who was meek and lowly in heart, I followed to the letter his command, But when thou makest a feast call the poor, the maimed the lame, the blind, &c.' you recollect the passage.— Mrs. N—, not knowing who her guests were to be, is highly delighted with the ruse I have played, and I do not believe their has been so noble and honorable a company selected this winter. My wile desired new furniture, lest we should be deemed parsimonious, and I pledged my self to expend one thousand uollars in a manner inure pleasing to our guests, and which should obviate any such imputation.' Then addressing the children, he said. You will each be removed to•morrov to excellent places, and if you continue to be industrious, and perfectly honest in word and deed, you will become respec. table members of society. To you, Dr. B—, under God I owe my life. I did not know your locality, neither had I heard of your misfortunes until a few days since. I can never repay the debt I owe you, but if you and your daughter will accept the neat furnished house ad joining mine, I will see that you never want again, To you, patriot fathers, and these nursing mothers of our country, I present the one thousand dollars. It is just one hundred dollar to each soldier, and soldier's widow. It is a mere trifle. No thanks my friends. You, Niles, are my father in the Lord. Under your preaching I first became convinced of sin, and it was your voice that brought me the words of salvation. You will remain in my house. I have a room prepared for you, and a pious servant to attend you.— It is time you were at peace, and your excellent lady relieved of her heavy bur• den' The crippled preacher fel l prostrate on the carpet, and poured out such thanks giving and prayer, as found way to the heart of Mrs. N—, who ultimately be came a meek and pious woman, a fit help mate for a devoted gospel minister. A TOUCH OF ROMANCE.—In Carrot Place (or seine other Place which shall be nameless) resides the opulent Mr. 1 , the father of an amiable and accomplished daughter, an only child, and the hope of his declining years. Nearly opposite li ved Mr. M—, a young aspirant to pro• fessional fame; and respected by all who knew him. His only fortune was indus. try, learning, and the habits and manners of a gentleman. Circumstances often threw this young couple together, and he became much attached to the lady, but, there was something that forbade him "to tell his love." Suddenly a change took place—they were married, and now live the happiest of the happy. Not long af ter the wedding, as they sat chatting of the thousand things that gladdened hearts are apt to suggest, the loving wife said,— "you have often asked me, dear Charles, why 1 so hastily fancied you I—but you shall promise not to laugh at nee, and I will tell you. The fact is, I saw you one morning shaving yourself, and mentioned it to my father, (you know his peculiarly blunt manner,) and he said, a man was fit for nothing who could not shave him self; and a lady should make that one of the tests of pruience in selecting a hus band.' I advantaged by that hint, as it favored the wishes of my own heart, which, for the peace of us both, I dared not before to indulge in— and you now see the result," "My dear Julia," repli• ed the husband, "then that was a blessed shave--yet I do not deserve the credit, fur heretofore I have employed a barber, but recently my attention was called to Chapman's Magic Razor Strop; I purcha• sed one, and found it set my razor so , finely that it is now a pleasure to trim my • own beard. To Chapman, 102 William , street, be all the praise." " Indeed, I Charles, then he must be recommended ; send him a large piece of our wedding cake, and a dozen of the choice old wine —Chapman shall rejoice with us."—N. Y. 1 Tribune. A Husband's Love. Incidents of life occurring from day to day, and we suspect, some not all togeth er divested of fiction, are not unfrequent ly to he met with in the public prints, in which they are heralded as instances of the all-absorbing and ever•enduring ati'ec• tion which burns with eternal brightness in the bosoms of wives, mothers and sis ters. Hut who has ever• before seen, in the columns of our public journals, a rec ord exhibiting to the world the equally intense and not less abiding devotion of husbands, fathers, and brothers? Such records are rare indeed—not, as we be lieve, that the latter instances are less frequent than the former, but because there is in them less to impress the amia ble feelings of our nature, and excite that peculiar interest which surrounds every thing hallowed by female virtue or hero , ism. The Lowell Journal relates a case in point, which through succeeding years, had tailed to interest the pen of the chro nicler. In a grave yard, situated in a wild, rural place, about a mile from a lit tle village in that vicinity, stands a very neat granite monument. It is the only monument in the yard, and stands by it self, over a solitary grave, apart from all other graves. The history of that monu• ment is interesting and melancholy in the extreme. It marks the spot where lies buried the young wife of one of the most interesting young men of the village. He was married a few years since to one who. seemed in every way calculated to render Inin happy. At that time the prospects of the young couple bid fair for a long life of happiness and usefulness. In a year or two atter their marriage, the small pox broke out and raged in the neighborhood. The young wife was attacked with this dreadful disease, and became its victim. The fears of the community prevented her friends from attending her (luring her sickness. Her husband, her physician, and one or two attendants were the only persons who were pi esent to smooth down her dying pillow. The same fears took away the usual form of a christian burial. A spot fin• her grave was pointed out in the graveyard remote from other graves,' by the proper authorities, and at the dark hour of night, with none present but the husband, the physician, and one or two tearless friends, the burial took place.— There was no long train of kindred to witness the ceremony ; the afflicted hus band was the only relative, who, at the burial, ventured to shed the last tear over the grave of the loved and departed. Months rolled on, and black melanchos ly still brooded over the young man, but soon loosed its hold, somewhat. Sorrow still remained, but it was soon mingled with resignation. He resumed his accus. tomed occupation and seemed to forget the past. The past was not forgotten, however, nor the object which the past had endeared to him. The grave of his wile was solitary and alone. Over that grave he resolved to erect a monument to her memory. That monument, although a blacksmith by trade, he chose to plan and work with his own hands. He pro cured the rough blocks of granite and commenced the pleasing task. Every leisure hour he could obtain was spent in his favorite work. No other head plan ned, and no other hand, than his own, ex. ecuted. Month after month, alone and unaided, with no knowledge of the art, ' except what nature had taught him, some• times at noonday, and sometimes at night, when others had left their tasks, he toiled on, until his work was completed. That monument, which, as a specimen of art is exceedingly fine, and would be an orna ment even in Mount Auburn, now marks out the grave of his wife. While it serves to call to mind the memory of the dead, it speaks also of the constancy and purity of affections which death and time could not destroy. The Philadelphia Arch Street Theatre is busted up.'—Boston Post. We can explain how that happened.— While they were playing to thin houses. not long since, a tough Hoosier who had visited the theatre for that night only,' stepped to one of the bars and said, Just shell out a couple of your cold sassengers there. What's the charge.' Don't keep cold sassengers,' said the ' bar-keeper, quite gruffly. Don't keep cold sassengei s !' exclaim. the Hoosier in extreme surprise,' no won der your theatre is going to 'ell when you don't keep cold sassengers,' and so saying, he walked away with calm contempt.—N. 0. Picayune. A young wife remonstrated with her husband, a dissipated spendthrift, on his conduct. My love,' said he, I ant only like the Prodigal Sun; I shall reform by antl-by." And I will be like the Prodigal Son, too,' I will arise and go to my fath er;' and accordingly off she wcnt. [WHOLE No. 319. Western Eloquence:l Gentlemen of the Jury—Can you for an instant suppose that my client here, a man what has alters sustained a high dep redation in society, a man you all on you suspect and esteem fur his many good qualities, yes gentlemen, a man what never drinks more nor a quart of likker a day; can you I say, for an instant sup pose that this ere man would be guilty of houkin' a box of percushum caps ? Rat tlesnakes and coon skins forbid! Picter to yourselves gentlemen, a feller fast asleep in his log cabin, with his innocent wife and orphun children by his side—all nature hushed in deep repose, and nought to be heard but the muttering ()Idle silent thunder and the hollerin' of the bull frogs; then imagine to yourselves a feller sneak ing up to the door like a despicable hyena, softly entering the dwelling of the peace ful and happy family, and in the most mendacious and dastardly manner, hook. in' a whole box of percushum! Gentle men I will not, I cannot dwell upon the monstrostty of such a sceno! My feelin's I turn from such a picter of moral turpen tine, like a big wood-chuck would turn from my dog Rose! I cannot for an in stant harbor the idea that any man in these diggings, much less this ere man, could be guilty of committing an act of such rantankerous and unextrampled dis cretion. And now gentlemen, atter this ere brief view of the case, let me retreat of you to make up your tnintls candidly and unpartially, and give such a verdict as we mik lit reasonably suspect from such an enlightened and intolerant body of our feller .citizens—remembering that in the language of Nimrod, who fell in the bat tle of Bunker Hill, 'lt is better that ten innocent men should escape rather than that one guilty should suffer.' Judge, give us a chew of tobacco. A Panther Hunt. Mr. Jonathan Walker, of this county, on the Bth ult. while on a hunting excur sion in company with one of his brothers, on Beach Creek, came upon the track of two panthers, which led through a thicket that skirts the stream. Putting their dogs (three in number) upon the track, the brothers parted and took the ridge—one on each side of the creek. After follow• ing for some time this way, a wolf, proba bly frightened by the dogs ran from the thicket past Jonathan, who shot at and wounded him. Following the trail of the wounded animal for some distance, he came upon the wolf, torn to pieces by one of the panthers, which hail been attracted by the smell of blood. The chase of the panther was now renewed by Jonathan and the dogs, and he was shortly discovered upon a tree, eagerly eying his pursuers. Jonathan gave him two shots, the last of which brought him to the ground, when a hard fight took place between him and the dogs; but he was eventually overcome, having received in all, six shots from Jona than's unerring rifle. He measured eleven feet from tip to tip. The brother having secured the one went in pursuit of the other panther, which at one time they had upon a tree, but as their dogs were all but hors de combat, they had not the means of keeping the animal there, until they got within shoot ing distance. They were therefore coni• pelled to give up the chase. Jonathan is now doctoring up his dogs, and promises, if they get well in time, to take the other panther before spring, or drive hint out of them diggings; and we rather think, from the character he bears in this region, that he will be as good as t his word.--liellefunte Dein. Whig. 4' Kindness comes with a double grace and tenderness from the old ; it seems in them the hoarded and long purified benev olence of years, as if it had survived and conquered the baseness and selfishness of the ordeal it had passed ; and as the winds which had broken the form, had swept in vain across the heart, and the frowns which had chilled the blood and withered the looks, had possessed no pow• er over the affections. The tenderness of old age is thrice blest—bloat in its tropies over obduracy of entrusting and withering years, blest because it is tinged with the sanctity of the grave ; blest because it tells us the heart will blossom upon the re cints of the tomb."—Armon. A fellow was recently sent to the Mi.: chigan Penitentiary, from Cass county. for marrying six wives. Served the scamp right. What business hail he to monopolize six wives, when many a poor fellow is doomed to linger out a miserable lexistence in a state of 'single blessedness' because he can't get ONE: It is a good law that puts down the arm of its power oe such a monopoly. Five FACTS.-A firm faith is the beat divinity, a good life the best philosophy, a clear conscience the best law, honesty the best policy, and temperance the best physic.
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