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VOL. VIII, No. 18.]
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From the Kniekersocker.
Beating of the Heart.
"In the darkness that veils me, I hear
only the low beating of my heart."-•Zanoni.
We're drifting down the stream of time
In heedless, helpless speed ;
All breLthless in the still sublime!
Our beating hearts in muffled cbinte
Alone the silence feed.
Mid in the hush how mournfully
Vibrates the measured toll!
To tell us while we live we die•
The bosasolmell of sympathy
Plaining t passing soul!
Not-when the surging passions roar
That boding peal we hear ;
But when the stormy strife is o'er,
And drowsy waves lie down on shore,
It trembles on the ear.
Adown the stream, dear constant friend!
Submissively we'll glide ;
Untroubled how our bark may wend,
So gracious Heaven the pilot send,
And Webe side by side.
Whether we pull for purple shores,
(Poor barren wastes, if won)
( Or resting on suspended oars,
Grasp musingly at drifting flowers,
The current bears us on ;
And patient as we pass, 'tis well
To full our hearts at even
And list their• beating chime, whose swell
Solemn and sweet as Sabbath-bell,
Alarms, yet call to Heaven.
Sweet May.
Sweet May has come---the blue-eyed maid!
To glad the length'ning hours,
In light and airy dress array'd,
Festoon'd with budsand 'towels
Iler lovely brow with vines is crown'd,
With blossoms through them blushing,
Around her waist a zone is bound,
Of buds with fragrance gushing.
The while she walks the joyous earth,
She from her lay is throwing
Sweet flowers to give to others birth,
And scent the wind's soft blowing.
The birth that were through winter's chill
Within her bosom nestling,
Fly from it now with gladden'd will
On wings that need no resting.
Let now each noble youth with brow
Pale from the toils of study,
And maiden young with lovely form,
Bright eyes and cheeks so ruddy.
V/ ho nature loves or health, at dawn,
Leave couch and pleasant dreaming,
And brush with dancing feet the lawn
With dew drops brightly beaming.
From the illbion.
The Blessed Single.
What are the joys of wedded life ?
What are its pleasures, say ?
Why change our lot from peace to strife ?
Like those who " name the day ?"
Is there a lot in life more sunny,
. More gay, or free from cares ?
"Why should we, then court matrimony,
With all its dreaded heirs ?
Let artists paint and poets write
The pleasant state so " holy ;"
Be ours the task, a task so light,
To shun such melancholy.
Fill high your glass with ruby wine,
And then what care can mingle ?
Around our board all hearts will join,
And drink, " The blessed single."
LlrittrooL, February 4, 1843.
rf/Alias Cesar has been found guilty of
ing a hen roost in North Carolina, and
c nd coined to receive fl oe stripes upon his
b ck.
THE JOUR AL.
MICCIELLANEVOI3.
From Godey's Lady's Book, for May
Governor Tenderheart;
OR, EXECUTIVE CLEMENCY.
BY T. S. ARTHUR
One pleasant morning in the pleasant
month of June, Governor Tenderheart
arose early, and walked out, as was usual
with bins, to enjoy a quiet meditation.—
lie bad passed from his door only a few
steps, when he was met by an aged female,
with soiled and worn garments, a bent
body, and thin wrinkled visage, who car
ried a paper in her hand, which she in
stantly held out, saying in a broken voice
arid imploring tone,
I crave your mercy, Governor."
Now Governor Tenderheart was known
as the pardoning governor," iron) the,
fact, that during the three years in which I
lie had represented the noble state of —1
in the executive office, pardons had been
granted to one hundred and till criminals
out of two hundred, who had been clearly
convicted of high misdemeanors against
the state b 3 intelligent juries, after patient
investigation of evidence rendered by
credible witnesses. Besides these acts
of clemency, he had released the state
from a heavy tax annually levied for the
support of sundry scores of old offenders,
who had been let loose upon society, to
gain an honest or dishonest livelihood,
whichever cause handiest.
The consequence was, that the party
opposed in politics to Governor Tender
heart, indulged in pretty severe animal
versions upon this portion of his official
conduct. So much so, indeed, that the
governor was heard to say that he would
never do another limd act as lung as he
lived, seeing that he got no credit for any
thing, It was but the day before that
lids resolution had been formed. 01
course the aged petitioner had come at an
inauspicious moment. Still Governor
Tenderheart could do nothing less than
take her petition and read it over.
The paper went on humbly to represent •
to his Excellency, that a certain Godfrey
Miner had been tried and convicted of
the crime of manslaughter, for which the
Court, having jurisdiction in the case, had
sentenced said Godfrey Glitner to solitary
confinement in the State's Prison for the
term of ten years, but that since the trial
and conviction, sundry palliating circum-
stances had become known that altered
materially the features of the case.
These palliating circumstances were set
birth at considerable length; after which
came the right proportion of " special
pleading," and then, to give force to the
whole, a long list of signatures, not one of
which was familiar to the governor's eye.
" Are you the mother of this unhappy
young man ?" Governor Tenderheart
asked, as soon as be had glanced hurriedly
through the petition, the inclination to
giant a pardon .involuntarily arising in
iis mind.
1 am, sir," was the half audible
answer, while sobs and tears followed
the admission.
" Come to me at this time to-morrow
morning and I will give you an answer."
" Oh, sir, do not keep me a whole day
in suspense," urged the afflicted mother.
l'he case is a clear one. My poor un
fortunate child has been deeply wronged."
" Out I must have time to consider,
madam. Already I am censured and I
abused for the many pardons I have gran
ted, and cannot, therefore, yield to any
new applications until I have maturely
weighing the reasons upon which they are
made. 01 your son's case 1 know noth
ing, nor can I learn much in so short a
period as twenty-four hours. But for
your sake, I will give it immediate atten
tion, and prepare myself to decide by to
morrow morning."
The afflicted - mother of a wicked child,
whose affection to him still caused her to
excuse his faults and seek to screen tun
from just penaltiesof a violated law, would
have importuned still further, but the
frown that began to gather upon Govern
or Tenderheart's brow, warned her to
desist. Slowly turning away from the
executive's presence, she passed on with
a feeble tottering step.
"Ten years! Ten years, solitary con
finement! Too bad I too bad !" muttered
the governor, resuming his walk. " Why
willjudges uct with such cruel rigor
Ten years! A single year would be
enough to kill me. 1 wish I had a few of
their judicial reverences here in solitary
confinement for a while. I reckon there
would be shorter sentences after that!—
It's easy enough to say three years, and
five years, and even ten, fifteen and (wen
ty years solitary confinement—but it's
quite another thing to endure such horri
ble punishment. Better hang 'em at once,
outright."
Thus soliloquising, Governor Tender
heart pursued his walk for the usual peri
od of his time, and then returned to the
linule and partook of a plentiful breakfast.
"ONE COUNTRY, ONE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY."
HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 17, 1843. u l etat& 6-4
From Ihat time until three o'clock, he was}
occupied in various official duties; one ori
which was to visit the state prison, for the
purpose of taking a look at Godfrey Glit
ner, who., to use his own words, had rath
er a cut-throat look; when, with a keen
appetite, he sat down to a table covered
with the choicest offerings of the season.
This last important business disposed of,
alter an hour's diligent application, the
old gentleman seated himself cosily in
very large and comfortable arm chair, sui
tably cushioned, with the peaceable intent
of taking to himself a comfortable nap.
In this, however, it seemed that he was
not to be indulged, for lie had only been
seated lotigtenough to begin to feel most
deliciously drowsy, when a stranger was
announced, who wished to see him on
business.
" Tell him to call to-morrow morning,
Governor T'entlerheart said.
"He wishes to see you now, and will
not be put oft," returned the servant.
" Tell him to call this evening."
" He says that he must see you now,"
was the pr evoking reply.
" Then show him up," said the govern-
or, somewhat testily.
The servant departed, an in a few
minutes returned, ushering in an old man,
whose calm, intelligent brow, and mild
Lut penetrating eyei, at once inspired him
with respect, and even veneration.
" Governor Tenderheart, I believe ?"
said the stranger, bowing respectfully.
" I am that individual, sir," replied the
governor, bowing in return, as he rose,
and offered a seat tothe stranger. " May
I take privilege of asking your name?"
"'That is of little consequence," re
turned the stranger. " Our interview can
be just as effective, and I remain unknown.
My business is to hold a brief converse-
Aim with you in regard to some of your
official acts,,past and prospective. Can 1
be Indulged in this?"
"C certainly," replied the governor,
blandly, though he was beginning to feel
uneasy, for there was something in the
eye, voice, and manner of the old man that
lie did not exactly comprehend.
"I have just learned," pursued the
stranger, "that seine persons have sent a
petition to your excellency, asking for the
pardon of one Godfrey Ginner, sentenced
to ten years imprisonment for the crime of
manslaughter, committed under most ag
gravated circumstances."
You have heart! ti•uly,° was the re-
FA; ; " such a petition has been received,
setting forth a new set of facts, unknown
to the jury, which very materially modify
the character of the charges against him.
And, besides, his mother, an aged woman,
is the bearer of this petition. It is hard,
sir, to withstand the pleadings, made in
teats, of a mother for her son."
" f do not see what bearing a mother's
tears can have upon the case," the stran
ger said, somewhat sternly.
Perhaps, if you were in my position
you would more clearly perceive the force
of such arguments. It is no light trial,
sir, to meet the prayers and tears, of a
mother, and she old, and worn down by
sorrow, as she pleads for her only child."
-s Even though that, child have imbrued
his hands in the blood of his fellow, and
robbed some other mother of an only son,
the stay of her declining years."
With that, I have nothing to do. The
deed is done, and cannot be recalled. No
Punishment that can be inflicted will avail
any thing. It cannot restore the life that
has, fled,"
" It can, however, prevent the commis
sion of another such a horrible deed by the
same hands. The author of it is justly
considered in the eye of the law, as an
evil beast, whose cruel propensities must
be restrained by exclusion from society.
He has been thus set apart, not, as I hold,
angrily and vindictively, but under a
solmn conviction that the good of the
whole requires it to be done."
l cannot see it so," replied Governor
Tentlerheart, doggedly.
" Cannot see it sot" exclaimed the
stranger.
" No, sir, I cannot see it so; nor don't
intend to see it so."
"That is more nearly the truth," was
the half sneering rejoinder. "But 1 say
that you can, and, you must see it so.—
Don't you believe that this Godfrey Glit
ner is a bad man?"
" Not so much more than other people."
" But he has killed his fellow man."
" Under provocation."
" No, sir. In cold blood, with a con
firmed evil purpose."
" That would have been murder."
" Of course."
" But even the jury did not consider
it so."
A large portion of them did, but final
ly yielded, because there was no hope of
an unanimous verdict."
" Since that, however, new facts have
come to light, which put a different face
upon the matter altogether."
How do you know ?"
" The petition sets them forth."
Who arc the petitioners ?"
' 4, 4 do not know them ; but presume of
,
cpurse, that they are respectable men,
who set forth nothing but what they know
to he true r
"'There you are in error. I know all
about this petition. It was drawn up,
at the mother's instance, by a lawyer,
!Who, for a fee, would advocate the cause
'to . Satan himself, Then she prevailed
Upon several per,sons, most of whom were
her sun's former associates, and nearly as
iliad as himself, to sign the paper, which
does not contain one word of truth. Fi
lially, the old witnian takes a long and
toilsome journey here, to try the force of
prayers anal tears upon your tender feel
ings."
.. All this may or may not be so," re
joined the governor. 6 . But it does not
alter-my views of the matter. I consider
the laws far too severe. A milder code
would, I am fully satisfied, be much more
effectual in the prevention of crime. So
believing, and from good grounds, I inter
pose upon principle the executive clem.
ency, to break the vindictive force of pen
al statutes."
"But you did not make the laws."
" Well—what then ?"
" Nor are you in any way responsible
for the severity of their action, as you are
pleased to term it. 1t is your duty to see
the laws executed, not to hinder their ac•
" But I cannot bear to see men punish
ed so severely, when it is in my power to
prevent it."
"Then you regard your own feelings
more than the good of the whole ; to save
which, you are ready to turn a villian
loose upon the world, who, in an hour af
ter, may rob and burn your neighbor's
house, or takelhe life of your fellow man.
'Spurious charily this—that regards one
above the many! The man who truly
and honestly loves his country, looks to
the good of the whole ; and were lie placed
upon the bench, and his own son arraign
ed fur crime, would as rigidly inflict upon
him the penalties of the law as upon a
stranger. And this, under the stern con
viction, that it . would be as good for his
so*. t -tithe , estrained from doing evil, as it
would he for society to be saved its inflic
tion."
4 . As for me I don't profess to be quite
so pure a patriot as that," the governor re
joined, half sneering at the old man's dia.
tinct enunciation of a noble truth.
This seemed to offendil;esTr;nger, for
he instantly arose, looked the governor
sternly in the face for a few moments,
and then left the apartment without ut
tering a word.
. . _
Ncisooner had the old man closed the
door after him than it was opened by the
woman who had came forward hastily, and
falling upon her knees, urged her suit
with the eloquence of tears.
" Pardon my poor boy! 0, pardon him,
as you hope for pardon yourself," urged
the afflicted mother.
Unable to withstand these pleadings,
backed as they were by the tender suscep
tibilities of a tender heart, the governor
took the petition and signed it, without
its having once occurred to him that he
had promised an answer to the petition in
the morning. The overjoyed mother
snatched the paper from his hand the mo
ment he laid his pen aside, and bounded
wildly from the room, without so much as
waiting to acknowledge the kind act.
"A queer set, any how:" muttered the
governor. " She might have at least
thanked me."
And then he sank back lazily in his
chair. When next conscious, he was
startled by a loud crash which seemed to
come from below. Rising up and rubbing
his half sealed eyes, he discovered himself
to be in total darkness, while their reign
ed arouned the most profound silence.
.41 must lave been dreaming," he at
length muttered, sinking back into his arm
chair, in order to collect and compose his
mind. lie had been seated thus for only
a minute or two, his eyes beginning to get
accustomed to the surrounding darkness,
when his ear caught the sound of foot.
steps, moving stealthily along the pass
ages. While still irresolute in regard to
action, his door opened, and a man enter.
ed, carrying a dark lantern in Isis hand.—
Ile/could readily distinguish the form and
features of this midnight intruder. It was
Godfrey Glitner, the pardoned criminal,
who had thus made so free with the exec
utive mansion.
Seemingly aware that he should find
the governor in that room, he did not hes
itate a moment alter closing the door be
hind liim,but threw open his lantern, ino r
der to render objects distinctly visible. A
grin of malignant pleasure distorted his
evil-impressed countenance, as his eyes
fell upon the frightened old man, now so
paralysed by alarm as to be unable to raise.
The next movement of the robber was to
draw a pistol, the sharp click of which
seemed almost like the passage of a knife
through the governor's heart&Then ad -
I vancing he placed it at his ear, ith a look
and air of determination that made the
trembling victim close his eyes, and await
in breathless terror the doom that now
seemed inevitable. The robber, howev
er, appeared in no hurry to consumate the
murderous deed ; but stood, it seemed to
Governor Tenderheart, for almost an age,
with the cold barrel of the weapon press- I
ing hard against his ear. At last, the in
strument of death was slowly removed,
leaving the governor as perfectly helpless
as if a ball had gone through his head—l
fear had utterly paralysed him. The rob
ber then took a small but strong cord with
which he had provided himself, and after
having tied the old man's hands behind
him, bound him firmly to the chair in
which be was seated. This done, with
another smile of malignant triumph, he
lifted his lantern from the floor, and pro.
ceedmg to the secretary, rifled it of sev
eral hundred dollars in notes and in gold,
and then quickly left the room.
For a few minutes after the robber had
left the apartment in which he had found
the governor, all was still. This silence
was suddenly broke by a wild scream of
I terror from the old man's daughter a love
ly girl, just blushing into sweet seven.
teen, accompanied with agonizing cries to
her father for help. But she cried in vain.
lie was unable toptove from his position.
Gradually those cries became more and
more feeble, and evidently came from a
greater and greater distance. The robber
was carrying of his childt. It was all in
vain that he strove to extricate himself,
or endeavoring to call aloud for assistance.
His struggles were feeble, and his tongue
refused to give utterance to a sound. At
last, even the faintest cry became hushed,
and all was again still 'as death. His
daughter had been borne away by a fiend
incarnate, and there were none to rescue
her.
While vainly endeavoring to free him
self from the bounds that restrained him,
a low crackling scum' met his ear, that, as
he listened, increased and became more
and more distinct every moment, and was
soon accompanied by a hist rushing or
roaring noise that could not be mistaken.
The house was on tire I Already was the
smoke beginning to oppress the air, and,.
now the glow el the flames came clearly
reflected beneath the door of the apart
ment in which he was confined. Cries of
terror began to mingle with the noise of
the conflagration, among which was too
terribly distinct those of his wile and chil
dren. And yet he could not fly to their
relief, nor, strange inability, make himself
heard. ut the crisis was near at hand.
The door suddenly gave way, and the
flumes rushed in, seizing fiercely and with
devouring eagerness upon every thing in
the room. Governor Tenderheart was
soon surrounded by the rag ing element,,
and all chance of escape cutoff. The fire
was already upon his garments, when with
a terrible scream, he sprung from his
chair, breaking the bonds that had held
him last, as if they were Ughter than gos
earner.
Instantly all was changed as by magic.
The governor was, indeed, in his study,
and standing on the floor. But it was
daylight, and every thing around him un
disturbed by fire or robber. On glancing
out of the window, he perceived, by the
position of the sun, that the day was de
clining.
"And can this all be a dream ?" he
said, clasping. his hands together and look
ing around, half fearfully, to see if there
were not really attached to the chair the
broken cords with which he had been
bound. But there were no indications
visible of the imaginary violence that had
been done to him.
Still, so distinct were all the incidents
'lids fearful dream upon his mind, that he
pulled the bell with a strong and nervous
jerk.
" Has any one been here to see me,
since dinner 1" he asked of the servant
who answered the summons.
" No sir," was the prompt reply
" Not an old roan 1"
" No sir."
" Nor an old woman r
" No sir."
" That will do. You can go, Thomas!
And as Governor Tenderheart said this,
he sunk down into his great arm chair,
and remained for neatly half an hour lost
in a deep reverie.
On the next morning, when the mother
of Godfrey Glitner presented herself and
her petition, the governor said " No," in
a tone and with a manner that at once ex
tinguished hope in the mind of the humble
and distressed petitioner.
From that slay to this, not a single
criminal has been pardoned by Governor
Tenderheart. It, for a moment, the kind
feelings of his nature begin to influence
him, he thinks of Godkey Glitner and his
terrible dream, and becomes as stern and
immoveable as before.
THE editor of Memphis Eagle acknowl
edges the receipt of a glorious bowl of
egg nogg from a lady. He says it almost
enabled him to see the nuclus of the
Comet. We have no doubt it doubled his
powers of vision. •
tiOLE No. 352.
AN ODD EIEN. - At the farm of Sfr;
Douglass, of Kirka lily, a hen lately tuuk
up her abode with a young pig, and laid
an egg every morning, which grumpily as
regular made his breakfast of. The hen,
after sitting the usual period, walked out
with the pig, (she having, as she seemed
to assume, hatched him,) and she now
goes about clucking, with tier four footed
brood. and feeds him in the usual way a
lieu does her chickens. lie lies at night
with his head under her wing, being two
or three times as large as herself, and if
any person attempts to touch him, she
flies at them furiously. Sometimes, when
going about the doors with her, he takes
it into his head to have a dance, when she
seems a little astonished, and runs back
wards and forwards after him, trying to
check his daflin ; but in vain, until it suits
himself, lie proves a most unruly and
ungrateful fellow; for, notwithstanding al l
her care and attention, ha goes Mr and
leaves her sometnnes,at which she appears
to be very uneasy. She feeds out of the
same trough with him, and when she gets
a particularly good piece, she tick, ticks,
said he comes and takes tt.
A !iv:mu:NT ron. FIGHTING.—under
this caption, Deutchnoser, of the Mills'
Point Herald, tells a very fair "yarn."
'He was recently travelling through Ken
tucky when he came to a small village
where a county election was being held.
and had his attention drawn towards a
dense crowd on the public square, and
soon ascertained that a fight was going on.
Whilst he was at a respectful distance
witnessing the combat, two strangers rode
up, and one jumped id his nag, pulled off
Ins coat, and without touting a moment
I was in the thickest of the fight. But all
l the combatants immediately fell upon him.
and in a few moments he came out a badly
whipped mad. His companion, who had
all the time with perfect astonishment
looked on t scene, now spoke, and said:
i. Bill, whatin the world had you to do in
that fight—ain't you a perfect stranger
here r ..t reckon 1 um," replied the
other, wiping. the Llood irnm his nose,
.. but 1 thought it was a free thing."
Oh, it is a fearful sight to see a young,
confiding girl approach the alter with one
who loves to linger round the wine•cup.
He may pass unscathed through the fiery
ordeal, and the bright hopes of the bride
may ripen into fruition. But, fair reader.
let not the splendors of wealth, nor the
allurements of pleasure, nor the promised
triumphs of ambition tempt you to a risk
so fraught with danger to all you hold
dear. Honest industry, joined with tern.
penance, may crave out a fortune, and all
that ambition should covet ; but wealth,
talents, fame, can never gild the drun
kard's home, nor soothe the sorrows of a
drunkard's wife.—S. A. Advocate.
SoLonov.—To go to Texas or not to go
—that um the question—whether it are
better to stay at home and bear these ills
what we has got, or to take up arms
against a lot of Il'exicans and Ingines,
and by lighting 'em kill 'ern. To fight—
to fire 'taint nothing more, and hardly
that-,-but in that figlit of ourn, what bul
lets may come when we have shuffled ofi' a
shot or so, must bid us consider on't.—
,Aye, there's where it rubs! Rather guess
we won't go, on the whole.--Illercury.
Some years ago a witness was examin
ed before a judge in a case of slander,
who required him to repeat the precise
words spoken : the witness hesitated un
til he rivetted the attention of the whole
court on him; then fixing his eyes ear
nestly on the judge, began—" May it
please your honor, you lie, and steal, and
get your living by cheating:" The face
of the judge reddened, and he immediate
ly exclaimed, " turn to the jury, sir, if
you please."
A CUNNING ',awl.En:LA young law
erf who was pleading the cause of an in
fant plaintiff, took the child up in his arms,
and presented it to the jury, suffused In
tears. This had a great effect, until the
opposite lawyer asked what made it cr)•.
" lle pinched me," answered the little
innocent. Thew•hole court was convulsed
with laughter.
" My Jau►es is a very ;ood boy," said
an old lady," but he has his little failings,
for we are none of us perfect ; lie put the
cat in the fire, flung his grandmother's
wig down the cistern, set the barn on fire,
and tried to stick a fork in his sister's eye.;
but these are childish lollies, and James ►s
a very bond boy.
TITLES AIM EVERY THING.--A Cllllll
tryman put up at a hotel in Boston and
wrote after his name, P. 0. P. S. F. C.—
"Pray, my dear sir," asked a bystander,
whatdo these letters stand tor 1" .'Stand
lor! why that's my title!" Yes sir; but
what is yuur title ?" Why, Professor
of Psalmody and Schoolmaster from Con
necticut!