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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.