Pi° r k VOL. VIII, No. 20.] ' 1i111fi11......••• ars ia.asx PUBLISHED BY THEODORE H. CREMER. TI MM. The 41 .1oultwsi." 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 fora shorter pe• riod than six months, nor any paper discon tinued till all arrearnges are pant. Advertisements not exceeding one square, will be inserted three times for one dollar, and for every subsequent insertion twenty five cents. If no definite orders are given as to the time an advertisement is to be continu ed, it will be kept in till ordered nut, and charged accordingly. ' • . • • ' POZTP.T. The Bachelor's Lament. They tell me to hasten and marry— But alt! 'tie the cost that I fear ; And prudence still warns us to tarry, Ere seeking amusement so dear. Oh! there's rapture unmensur'd in wooing, And sweet the confession when won: But the house-keeping horrors pursuing, Arc sure to make sentiment run. Thus I mus'd 'tother night, as fair Chloe Swam round in the dance at my side! I must furnish that wardrobe so showy, If rashly I make her my bride. That slim fair foot, and its fellow, That tread the light measure so gay, Must with satin he shod, and prunella, And husband the piper must pay. At a glance of that ankle so slender My heart the dear bargain would close ; Slut my head bids me before I surrender, Remember the price of the hose. That hand so desired beyond measure, The suitor that ventures to hold, • .• r an only secure such a treasure By limping the (Ingo s with gold. Those eyes, though their vision surpasses . The eagle's that pierces the light, Must be AIDED with opera glasses, liowe'er they embarrass the sight. Though made up of roses thy face is, Such , roses bloom not in the sun ; We must veil them in the best of point laces, Or freckles will soon (martin. Sweetest mouth that e'er smiled upon mortal, Hides organs of hunger within ; And dainties must pass the red portal, Or soon cherry-lips will grow thin. Ah! that chat m so desit ed by a lover Have duties so costly assigned— [corer, That the perils which thy smiles now un• The choice of the market must grind! Thy form richest fabrics must cumber With many a garment of show , Atal with, doubtless, of ninny a number That bachelors never may know. Thy brow, that fair temple where towers High honor in marble enshrined, [flowers, Must be thatched with straw, feathers and To keep out the sun and the wind. Thy care must be constantly petting With rarest cosmetics thy face-- Thy nose be indulged in ccquetting With 'kerchief bewildered with lace, Those tresses, ensnaring allurers, With fillets of gold we must bind ; Thy cars must be fed with bravuras, And hung with the jewels of Strange! that man should embellish a crea ture, Already more fair than the morn ; That being most gifted by Nature Is the one we most love to adorn. Why was Eden so pleasant to Adam-- So rid of connubial ills ? Because his ingenious madam Ne'cr bored him with milliner's bills. No bonnets had she for her tresses-•- No silks did her person enroll; So cheap were her costliest dresses; Fur a fig she had purchased the whole. Ali! that wag the season to marry, Ere tashion made woman her thrall. Her trumpery garments to carry--- Yes! clothes are the curse of the fall! " I meant to have told you of that hole," said a man to his friend, who stumbled ire• to a pit full of water. "No matter now," says the other, blowing the mud and water out of his mouth, " 1 have found it." • - - • . 7 1.44• Flom the World of Fashion. THE VIRGIN'S TRIUMPH. forego my prize 7 Tush ! girl, you are a ,fool I No—by heaven!--you shall be I mine!—on my own terms—and that ere the day is many minutes older. Pray not "Do you know me, girl ?—ha: you to me," lie continued, as his victim clasp have not forgotten. Then prepare for ed his feet convulsively ;" my heart is as your fate." hard as yonder steel, for I have taught it As the Rover uttered these words he to look forward to this moment with de ent etc d the after cabin atilt ship, by lift- light. And have I not cause ?" he asked, ing up the curtain which divided the a- lashinis ' himself into a rage. " Was 1 not pertinent from the larger room in front, rejected in favor of a beardless boy, aye I stood face to face with the shrinking and and was not added insult heaped on that terrified girl, whose ashy paleness, when rejection? Roysterer, profligate adven she saw the countenance of the intruder, turer, knave—were net such the terms told that his character, if not his person, with which I was repelled?" was already known to her. And if ever "No—no I I never called you such; before she had seen that face it could not let me not answer for what others have be for„entteu ; for no one looked on the tinne" Dark Rover without having every feature " Not answer, ha ! And what is it to of his countenance burnt into memory.— me whether you spoke them or your cant. Ile had apparently been handsome once, ing guardian? Were they not uttered in but his face was now brutalized by the in. your own halls, and before grinning dulgence of strong and evil passions. The grooms and horse boys ? Did not the stern, frowning brow—the keen and gilt- names stick to me aterwards ? and was tering eye—and the expression of settled not my companionship shunned, and my malignity over the whole face, left an ito- hope of advancement cut off ? Ay ! you treason on the gazer's mind which nei- know all this, and yet tell me it was not • ther time our events would eradicate. So, your fault. Your fault, indeed! And who at least, it seemed in the case of the would have dared say these things, or who would have dared repeat them, if the heir. young girl, for she uttered a stifled shriek, and turned away shuddering from his ess of Stratford Castle had accepted me 7 • look, as it' she had seen smite deadly ser. No, by the God above us! your plea shall petit. His eyes lightened with licentious be of no avail. I set in motion--it costs passion, when, burying her face i n her nothing to tell how—the train of causes hands, she exposed to sight her rounded that induced your guardian to leave home and snowy shoulders ; but, checking any and take you with him. I have (logged other outward manifestation of his ev i l you ever since you left Englund, but nev thoughts, he curled his lip in a bitter er found an opportunity to strike the blow. sneer, and said ironically, I have turned pirate to get you in my "And so you do know me—me, the de- power; the laws have outlawed me alrea spised suitor--the good-fur-nought of fly; and think you my peril is increased whom your canting guardian bid you be- by this new outrag e , as men will be pleas ware, because, forsooth, f was a cava li er ed to call it 7 T ulle to weak women, or and not a rascally, snivelling round-head beardless boys, of pity ; but ask not, nor like himself. Ah! my pretty Puritan," expect mercy from Reginald Wilmot." Ile continued, exchanging his tone for one " Oh, yes I you wrong yourself; you of more freedotn, and advancing toward will pity!--mercy, mercy, mercy !" her, " times have changed since then. I "Was there mercy shown tome," he ex. swore, on that day, to have revenge ; and claimed, spurning her with his toot, "when the hour for it has come. Will it please I knelt to you?—Did not I tell you how you then to accommodate yourself to for years I hurl loved you—how I had • your destiny, or must I use force P Out watched by (lay and dreamed over you by of this cabin you go not until you have be- night--how I had been spurred on to come worse than the meanest thing of deeds of glory by the hope of winning your your sex, whom yesterday you would Lye i smile—and might I not have told you, iia `cast from your door." you were told by others, how I had reform- Up to this moment the victim had re- ed my life, left my old associates, and mained with her face buried in her hands, , sworn never to see them again, trusting . sod her head averted from her conqueror, thus to gain your favor 1 Did I not speak of and while he was addressing hr, e wild and the fiery depths Itr my heart, and tell you fearful thoughts had been passing through : that my love for you had become a part of her bosom, so that at first she scarcely' my life? ' But what,' he continued say comprehended his words, All the horrid agely, his face assuming the look of a de events of the last day had passed in hur-i mon I " was your answer?' ' Yuu were vied review before her. She stood once !young, forsooth,'" and here again Ins ac more on the deck of their gallant ship, as' cents became those of bitter scorn—"'you it left the port fur old England, w hi t h er . knew nothing of love'—.you mistrusted her guardian was returning after having my passionate nature'--God's death! was settled lien West Indian possessions—she I to be spurned like a hound, and my past stood and watched with him the setting ' life thrown in my teeth alter all Inv salmi w hit, : flees for - sun go down behind the inland hills, amendment ? " Girl," and the ' the parting beams stretched a bridge of words hissed through his teeth, " I became gold across the deep, on which, even as from that hour, more like a fiend than a the old legend fancied, angels might have human being; for my love was changed walked to glory—she lay again in her into hate--hate the most bitter and unre -1 couch, with the silvery moonlight looking lenting—a hate that has never slept since, lin through the little window, while sh e day or night. You scorned a Inve elicit as dreamed sweet dreams of home, and of no mortal ever before felt. You may one to whom her virgin love had been judge of its intensity by my present ha plighted, the graceful, the high born Ever- I teed. Hearts like mine are not as lava and—she saw, with despair, the low earn- —and wo to those who rouse my ven• vel that shone out from behind the desert- geance! But away with this trifling l— ed headland at break of day, and made for Once I would have kissed the earth where them with clouds of canvass swelling in you trod if you had promised to be mine, the breeze, and the bloody flag, whose sal- but now you shall pray to toe for the rites itary red field was unrelieved by a single of tle church, and pray in vain," and he emblem, waving high at the peak— she be- laughed mockingly, gazing on the agon held the gradual approach of this relent. lied face of his victim in triumphant ma less toe, the collision of the two vessels, lice the crowd of ruffians who leaped on the almost unarmed ship, the short but deadlv conflict, the decks slippery with blood, the tall of her gnardian, their servants, the captain, and the rest of her defenders, and her own wild retreat to the after cabin, a few minutes before, where she had prayed for death ; she saw all this, and well might these memories, combined with the clash of arms, the shrieks of the wound BY HENRY DANFORTH. ed, and the curse of the pirates still ring ing in her ears, prevent her from hearing it her captor said. But when he came to his last dreadful annunciation, these fearful words penetrated even to her par alyzed heart, and she started up, while terror dilated her eyes, and her hands in• voluntarily rose in supplication. " spare me," she ci led, falling on her knees, and clasping the feet of tho Rover, " by the memory of your mot her —by your hopes of salvation—spare me, spare toe !" The pirate looked down on the agoniz ed countenance at his feet, but the bitter sneer on his lip faded not, nor did a single muscle of his face relax. At length he burst into is scornful laugh. " And is it to yield to a girl's tears that I have plotted and toiled, and suffered for years; in the hope of one day having my revenge?—and now, when the goal has been gained, and I am about to drink the cup fur which I have worked so long, are you wad enough to think that a few tears, ur a well-acted part will induce me to "ONE COUNTRY, OhE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY." HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, MAY 31, 184 a " Oh! for one moment," shrieked the girl, again clasping his feet, and looking up into his lace imploringly, " hear toe. I know you have been wronged, though never, as God is my witness, did I say or think aught you have attributed to ►ne. I will be your slave fOr years, aye I for life itself—l will do the most menial offices for you, or I will surrender my estates and swear never to marry any one, it you will only save my honor. Ohl turn not away. Remember the grave--eternity— the judgment day. Only save me, and will bless you forever"—and she gazed up into his face with a countenance that might have moved the tempter of mankind himself. It was in vain. "rush, girl!" and his dark eyes glow ed with unholy passion, " you only look more beautiful, and thereby hasten your doom. Ha! it would have been a refine ment in revenge if I had saved your guar dian until this hour, that he might have seen your degradation. Hut come now— let us have done with this trifling. Your charms would render an anchorite cal lous. Must I needs use force?'" and, lor 'the first time, lie laid hands spun the sup plicant, and would have torn away the cover which veiled her panting bosom. Had he beheld the fabled shield rever sed and gazed upon the Gorgon's face— had he seen one of the murdered victims start up through the deck before him, the Rover could nut have been more conloun ded than at the instantaneous and unex- pected change which came over the virgin when she felt his unholy touch. Hitherto she had played the part of the suppliant, exhausting all the eloquence of words, tears and looks to save herself from foul dishonor; and her captor would as soon have looked for the lightning to have burst from the calm, sunlit sky overhead, as for her to have evinced any thing like daring or defiance. But she did do it. The in stant that she felt the brutal touch upon her shoulder, she started to her feet, and sprang back, with eyes flashing fire, and nostrils dilated. " Off—oil, miscreant!" she said, with a proud waive of the arm, such as a queen would have used, "as there is a God in heaven, if you approach one step nearer, you die." Perhaps there was something of admi ration for this conduct which induced the pirate to pause, even alter his first aston ishment had subsided ; fur he certainly saw no means by which his victim could carry her threat into execution. Folding his arms composedly on his bosom, he laughed contemptuously, and said, " Really, your rage becomes you, and I like your spirit. You are nut the tame dove I thought, mid I must watch you But pray," he continued sneer . " how long am I to wait your plea sure, or by what means do you intend to keep me away ?" " Do you see this train of powder?" said the girl pointing to her feet, while she kept her eye keenly watching the lace ot' her captor, to anticipate any movement he might make; " it reaches to the maga• zinc, and was laid after we saw you would overtake us ; but in the strife of battle was furgetten. A lamp burns here at my side, and with a single dash of toy hand I can throw the tire on that train. I have known this all along; but life is precious, land we dare not part with it without weighty cause. 'Think you else that I would have knelt so long to you, miscre ant, murderer, as you are ? While there was hope, 1 prayed for mercy—l now de mand safety at your hands. Swear by your kinghtly ancestors—for that oath alone you will sot break—to restore me unharm yed to my friends as speedily as possible, I or I tire ,:; , e train." The ,fit , ek of the Rover might have turned a shade paler when she mentioned the means of destruction she possess, ed, but, if so, it was only momentary, and long ere she had ceased speaking, his stinhurt face was as dark as before. Not that he misdoubted what she said, but then he had too much confidence in his agility to suppose she could carry her de sign into execution ; and besides, he was constitutionally brave. The scornful look still wreathed his lip, but he spoke not;` and his eye dared not leave that of the maiden. And there they stood while one could have counted ten—each as motion less as if carved out of stone. She pale as death, but with a form proudly erect, and an eye as an eagle's in its wrath—he, like t a sneering fiend, awating the first symp toms el faltering on her part, to spring upon her and prevent her from executing her do, Ll, for well he knew that her exci• ted tier v ,, s must eventually give way, if only on account of the unnatural tension to which they had been drawn. But he mistook his victim. if he knew her weak ness, she knew it also; and during the short interval we have described, her keen eye was reading his soul. She knew that all succor front without was hopeless— they were on the broad sea, and leagues from any other ship—and that her deliver ance must come from herself, and in the way she had threatened, or come not at 111 l all. The scanty spaceof tune had scarce• ly elapsed—and though to her and her confronter it seemed an age, for moments in situations like theirs are counted by the emotions they witness—when she said, still keeping her eyes fixed on those of the Rover, and with the accents of the haugh tiest of queens, " Do you consent ?" She saw he was about to spring on her, and without pausing, she continued. "Then I summnn you to the bar of God !" as she spoke dashing the lamp on the train. The Rover was at her side as she ceas• ed speaking, but it was ton late. The fire whizzed along the deck, even as the words fell from her, and with their close, pirate and victim, and all the crowded popula tion of the skip, were hurled, with a noise as of ten thousand batteries, into the air. The whole of that living freight was in eternity. The awful citation of the mai. den had been answered. A Cavern has been discovered in Jef ferson county, Indiana, which is a mile long. The Hoosiers, who dread long summers, are in ecstacies at the prospect of a cool retreat to eat their gingerbread in. A SPARE. DIF,T.---The Cork Examiner says--At present, the Scotch pour are not ; they subsist on the recollection of what they ate in toi nier years. [From 1, In Town and About," now in course of publication by Cocky tc M'NE chaci.] Hickey Hamincr, One of the Boys who run with the Engine. By Jovrti C. NEAL, Esq., Author of " Charcoal Sketches." In all associations, whether of men,l boys or sheep, there is invariably a bell. wether—a master spirit; one who affords color to their modes of thought and fur nishes aim for their actions, who warms their spirit when their courage flags, who lends them enterprize when they falter, and gives concer,tration to their efforts.— In an extended sphere, such individuals bestow character on nations and on ages, leaving their impress upon all ; and, in a more confined circle, the personal stamp, though not so widely spread, is made with equal distinctness. In the group which forms the subject of our story, such a one will be seen in the person of Hie key Ilammer,—lie, with a club in hand and with a most majestic sternness is his coun tenance,—he, with the game-cock look all over him—he, whose combativeness and destructiveness are so prominent as to render it unavoidable to weat his hat as lant, that on one side at least, these or gans may be comparatively cool, to ensure safety to his friends—he, Hickey Ham• iner, who has fierceness enough in compo sition to furnish a whole menagerie, and yet leave sufficient surplus to animate and constitute a warrior. Were there ample swing for Hickey Hammer—had we the delights of civil war, or the charms of a revolution, there would be one more ad ded to the list of heroes, and another pic ture would figure in the print shrys. But as it is, Hicke contrives to find some vent for his inspiration, by getting up a quarrel about once a day, and nourishing it into a gruntl combat—otherwise, he would ex plode from the collision of his own fiery spirits. Hickey Hammer "runs with the engine" because it goes to fight fire, and he almost wishes that he were a bucket of water, to grapple more directly with so fierce a foe. So irresistible is his call to contend, that he is obliged to gratify it, whether there be an object present or not. When lie goes to bed at night or when he rises in the morning, the exercise of his muscles is an invariable concomitant. He strikes the air, parries imaginary blows, and passes though all the actions of a "heady fight" with an energy that is real ly alarming. Every door in the house hears the imprint of his knuckles, and the very tables are splintered by the weight of his fist. The cocked hat" is to him the beau ideal of shapes, and he labors to knock all things into that antiquated re -1 semblance. Should old time venture with in reach of his arm, the existing moment would at once be converted by a similar process, into " the middle of next week." One of his devoted admirers is endeav i oring to tell him a story about a Mr. Tomp kilts, who had recently distinguished him self at a fire, and Ilickev Hammer listen ed with his usual scornful impatience. "Tompkins!" said Hickey, on the oc ' cation referred to ; well and who is • Tompkins, your great Tompkins! Now I'll king this thing to a pint at once for when there's so much talk, there's never a bit of fight." " 1 dinit say anything about fight," was the treintling remonstrance of the admirer. " But you cracked Tompkins up, didn't you, and Tompkinspretends to be great shakes, don'n lie? "What's that but fight, should like to know? Now the thing, as I said before, is just this, and uo more than this. I don't pretend to be much, but can Tompkins lick tee ? Could he lick me any way, fair stand up and no closing in, or could he do it rough and tumble and no letting up? Talking about people is nonsense--this is the how to find out what a chap is good for. Fetch on your Tompkins and tie my right hand behind me, if you like--that's all—yes, he shall have six cracks at rue before I begin. I'm not particular about odds. When you see this Tompkins, tell him so, and ask if he or his brother, if he has got one, or any of his lamily, boss and all, would like to knock a chip °limy hat any afternoon.— I'll clear them of the law. 1 want them to do it—l'd give 'em something if they'd do it. Just feel my arm—hickoty and gum legs: Talk of your Tompkinscs: Who did they ever lick ? I don't believe they were ever taken up because they were going to fight. Only wait till there's an alarm some Sunday, and then show me 'Tompkins, if you want to see a man forget what he hail for dinner." In fact Hickey Hammer considers him cell sent here on a special mission to ac commodate all customers, and whatever he hears of any new comer, his first in quiry is as to the individual's appreciation of his own prowess—whether, Tomp kins, " he thinks he can lick Hickey mer." If he does think so, and ventures to say so, why Mr. Hammer sees to it that the difference of opinion may be settle.] NJ the spot, Co great in his loyc o f truth, [WtroLE No. 384. that he cannot bear to leave any one in error upon a point of stun interest and importance. Had [Jammer lived in car. lier times, ho would have been the very flower of chivalry —at present, he only rejoices m the appellation of being .a bird." When squabbles arc scarce and riots are a little out of fashion, for such events are somewhat epidemic, Mr. Hammer, follow ing the example of other great men, makes the circumstances to suit himself, and gathering a flock of pupils and proselytes around him, often sets forth on what he calls the grand rounds." This process consists in taking an evening ramble from one engine house to another, to have a glance at the collection of boys there ass setnbled ; for each establishment has its separate set of votaries, who believe that all virtue resides in their gang, and that all excellence is combined in their engine: If there are enough present to render the scene itnpressive, Hickey Hammer sternly confronts the strangers, and with a lower , ing aspect, thus addresses them : Well, my lads, where's the bully 1" ‘. What bully?" is the natural response, from those who are yet to be indoctrinated into Mr. Hammer's mode of doing busi ness. " I want to see the bully of this com pany—you're got a bully, I suppose.— , Everybody says so. Where is he l Tell him to come to supper," and that there may be no mistake as to his meaning, Hickey throws himself into position, deal ing forth experimental blows in the very thee of the bystanders, su nicely calcula ted as to distance, that they are enabled to feel the Whitt' and wind," without experiencing pet sunal detri men t,the insult being assault enough, though rather con structive than positive, and hosing no taint of battery. If a bully be forthcoming, which is not often the case upon an emergency so sudden and unexpected, the consequences are obvious. The combat either conies oft• at once, or is fixed for a more convenient spot and a subsequent meeting. But should tho assailed party be without a champion, Hickey challenges any two, or more, if they like to undertake him, and this mode of proceeding generally results to a set-to all around, requiring a consta bulary suppression, and furnishing material for many a tale of Itaditionary narrative, in which Hickey Hammer figures as the hero; in consequence whereof, all " the boys that run with the engine," of whirl, Rickey Hammer may be regarded us the patron, are Hickey llammerites in word and deed. They roll their trowsers up higher than any other• boys--they roar louder than other boys; they take the en • gine out on Sundays, and if• they cannot get a fight in any other way, they duct) deliberately into every " carriage" that passes. Rare boys are the boys that run with the engine"—the choice and Inas , terspirits of the time. NEM GOOM—The editor of a coun try paper having gone to a neighboring village to get married, the devil—printer's —" took the responsibility" of getting out the paper. The (Wowing is his " leader." Reader—gentle or ungentle, as the cane may be —we make to you our best bow, after the latest improved and patented London and Paris fashion, with a kind of jerk at the end of it—and declare our. selfyour mast humble conic-bumbl e down four pair of steps servant. " Who are you? you ask. Well, we're the" DEVIL!" —not the old codger of am., who goes about like a lion, seeking when he may devour somebody--nut by a feet. But we don't care the shake of a coon's tail for him or any body else. No—blowed if we do: WE'in.: an independent a perfect rip snorter of a fellow, an im ported earthquake- -not the one that shook the bottom oil of the Mississippi, but the one that can dance sick a giving up stairs,' till the buttons drop off the spectators jackets. It's a comical chap we are, as every body knows that knows anything, We haven't got any political principles— except we believe in roast beef and hard cider," and go John Tyler the whole lio n, r , including the tail. We love all the girls Harder than a mule can kick--the pretty ones in particular: and oar, we knows" double refilled particular. We arc out for total abstraction of all back cushions as makes the women's coats stand out be- hind, (we're a modest boy, and don't like to say bustles,")—We're im tar the abro piano') of all soaplocks. \l'e abominate all straps,because they impede locomotion. W e go the Temtation society to the bottom of the barrel. To cut the matter short off, we'll just Inform you that we're a double ; breasted thunder clap ; a scientific ante deluvian nondescript, with a touch of the werry pekooliar." Ilurrah fur us! WIIOOIII The editor ain't at home! Bai..t.ooN J o h n wi se . the American .teronaul, made his for. tieth accention in a balloon boinlisle, *MO dti!, fly: .2:111111ay,
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