Huntingdon journal. (Huntingdon, Pa.) 1843-1859, November 19, 1845, Image 1

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"To charm the languid hours of solitude
He oft invites her to the Mtise's lore."
The following exquisitely beautiful effusion P . .
from an old number of Blackwood's Edlhburg
If hope ho dead—why Reek to live?
For what beside has life to give?
Love, Life, and Youth, and Beauty, too,
If hope be dead—soy! what are you?
Love without hope! it cannot be.
There in a me! on yon sea,
Becalmed and eailless as Despair,
And know—'tie hopeless Love float. there,
Life without Hope! 0 that is nut
To live; but day by day to rot,
With feeling' cold and passions dead,
To wander o'er the world, and tread
1,7p0n its beauticy and to gaze
Quite vacant, o'er its flowery mate,
Oh! think, if thie be life! then sey—
Who lives when Hope has fled away? "
Youth without Hope! An endless night,
Trees which have felt the cold spring's blight,
The lightning's flash and the thunder's strife,
Yet pine away a weary life;
Which older would hare sunk and died,
Beneath the strokes their Youth defied—
Bat, curet with length of days are left
to rail at Youth of Hope bereft.
And Beauty, too, when Hope is gone—
Has lost the ray in which it shone;
And seen with,,ot tt,;. hnrocoAti
Has lost the beam that made it bright
Now what avail the silken hair,
The gentle smile, the gentle air,
The beaming eye, and glance refined—
Faint semblance of the purer mind—
Ae gold dust aPerkling in the sun,
Point whore the richer strata's rent
Alas! they now just seem to be
Bestowed to mock at miser;
They speak of days long, long gone by,
Then point to cold reality.
And with a death-like smile, they say—
..Olt! what are wo when Hope's away!"
thus Love, Life, Youth, and Beauty too,
When seen without Hope's hrightning hue,
All sigh, in MISERY ' S saddest tones,
"Why seek to lion if HoPe be gone:
Tho following, stanzas were writien by Dr.
floor., when a barbarous indignity to !ha Con
stitution Was proposed under some absurd idea of
naval esonouiy. We have no hand for tho man
Who can road them withotit reeling gluier about hie
Old Ironsides: ,
AT, tees her Wined ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And ninny an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky;
beneath it rung the battle-shout,
And buret the cannon's roar:
The meteor of the ocean air,
Shall sweep the clouds no more!
Her lock 'chic() red with heroes blood
Witeie the ilinquithed foe,
Wheri winds were hurrying oer the flood
Arid waves Wtrti White below,
Ni More shall feel the victor's treed,
Or know the
. conqiier'd knee:
The harpist df the shore shall pluck
The eagle of the tee,
Oh, better that her shritter'd hulk,
Should sink beneath the wave,
Her thunders shook the mighty deep
And there should be her girive:
Nail to the mask her holy flag,
Set, every thread-bare sail,
And give her to the god of storms,—
The lightning end the gale!
PRITTi ElmtersaT—The memories of child-
hood, the lag far away days of boyhood, the mo- ,
thee. love 1411 prayer, the voice of a departed play
fellow, the Ancient church and schoolhouse in all
their green erid hallowed associations, come upon
heart in the dark hour of sin and sorrow, as well
as in the joyous time like the passage of a pleas
antly remertilicired dream, and cast a ray of their
own purity and Sweetness over it.
A writer In an agrictiltUral jonrnal, condemns
the use of blind bridles. He says, that "if the
Creator had intended the eyed of horses io have
been half-blinded that appendage wonld have been
provided in the natural way. Art never i n vented,
a more fetal thing to the eyes of horses. Blind
bridles and diseased eyes are inseparable.
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Frtim Freers Book of the Army.
Battle of Queenstown.
The subsequent embarkations were yet more
irregular. The number pf boat. which had been
originally provided, about twelve or fourteen, was
p!together inadequate, and several of these had
been lost catty ih the attack. The pilot and boat
men became irreaolute, and finally fled from the
, •
Under these circumstances, about daybreak,
Lieutenant Colonel Fenwick and Maier MUllany
embarked as many as they could (about two hun
dred in all) of the remaining detachment. This
division of boats, without pilots, was forced, by the
violence of the current, upon the enemy's shore
immediately under his batteries; and the whole de
tachment was taken, with the exception of Major
Mullany, who, with . eight or ten mon, escaped in a
,LioMenant Colonel Fenwick ores severely
wounded in three or four places. The troops which
had effeeciedtheir landing were immediately in ac
tion; the enemy gradually gave ground in front of
Colonel yan Rensselaer, who, after having ad.
vanced one hundred and fifty paces, received two
severe wounds, and was forced to leave the field;
not, however, without having firs': ynptirted to tire
officers nearest to him ouch local information as ho
possessed with respect to the ground to be contest
ed, and endeavoured tc animate them to prosecute
the atttack, by exhortations such , as courage dicta
ted. There was np common commander; the reg
ulars took, the lead, Under Captains Wool, Mal
colm, Armstrong, Ogilvie and Lieutenant Randolph,
who independentlicommanded their, eevaral corn.
panics. Other small., parties, of twenty or thirty
men each, follewed on, as the boats successively
arrived. These gallant ypung men were soon in
possession of the greater height, called the moun
tain, having in their ascent carried a battery of one
eighteen pounder and two Mortars, which was
planted midway the acclivity. The enemy, beaten
inddispersed, fled to the village of Queenstown.
Here the fugitives were met and rallied by Genet-
al Brock, who brought up with him a detachment
of the York voltintaers, and instantly advanced to
the charge. The path of hie accent wee winding
and difficult. At the dietance of a hundred pacee
from the American line, this gallant and accom
plished soldier fell at the head of his troops, who
were again instantly dispersed. At this instant,
_o'clock in the morning, Lieutenant Colonel
over to take the command of the whole of the
troops engaged; but the presence of Brigadier Gen
eral Wadsworth of the militia, who had crowed
without the knowledge of the commander-in-chief,
soon obliged hint to limit his attention to the reg
ulars, of whom, about two hundred and thirty in
all, he retained the independent command. Every
arrangement was promptly made for the reception
of the enemy. Matilde , ' by the judgment of Capt.
Totten, of the engineers, Scott drew up his little
army in a strong position. This was chosen with a
view not only to receive the enemy, but also to cov
er the ferry, under the idea that they would speedi
ly be reirifOrced by the whole of the troop! at Lewis
town. The enemy allowed them but a short
breathing tini:e_
The first gun which had been fired in the morn:
ing had put in motion the garrison at Fort George,
and the body . of Indians collected there. The lat
ter, about four hundred in number, arrived first,
and were joined by the, light troupe previously en
gaged. A sharp and gallant conflict ensued.
SCOTT reccivnd the enemy with his regulars, routed
and pursued him as far as the great object in view,
the protection Pb the ferry, would permit., 6ur
trot*, having resumed their Oehler', the enemy,
front his great superiority in numbers, was induced
to renew the attack, drove in the advanced picket,
and forced his way into the midst of the American
line. All was now cenfusion; defeat and massacre
seemed inevitable. At this critical moment SCOTT,
who had been everywhere in the thickest of the
fire, by great exertions brought the retreating line
to the right about. With one of those 'sudden
revolutions of feelings which set Upon itirge bodice
of men, so instantaneously and so wonderfully, his
troops seemed at once to catch the spirit of their
leader. With one burst of enthusiasm, as sudden
as the panic of the preceding moment, the line,
which had just before been retreating in broken
confUsion, ilatit threw itself forward on the enemy,
who again fled with precipitation. leaving a consid
erable number of dead and wounded on the field.
The rout was follOived UP a considerable distance,
but the ferry could not be lost sight of. Through.
out these affairs, the militia did not act in a body
but many giilleint iiidividnals among them fought
as individuals, by the side of the regulars, and par
ticipated in their dangers and successes. .
... .
The Indians and light troops, so frequently
befit en, were now content to await the arrival of
the garrison of Fort Gunge, (eight hundred and
fifty in iiimilier,) then in sight, at the distance of ri
mile, under Major-General Sheafle. Lieutenant:
Colonel Chrystia and Major Miillany, who had
joined SCOTT during the list piirsnit, biit Without
any reinforcements, brought information that no
aid was to be expected from Lewistown. Major-
General Van Rensselaer had done everything in his
power to induce the .ailitia to cross over, but the
sight of Sheaffe's column excited in them °consti
tutional scruples" not to be overcome. They
were contented to watch the fate of their country
man, on the opposite heights, themselves far re-
I moved from danger. Retreat had now become as
hopeless as succour. The few remaining boats
• . .
Were On the American aide. SCOTT resolved to
receive the enemy on the ground which he occu
pied, when, any survived the shock, it would be
time enough to surrender. Major.Generel Sheaffe
approached warily with his force, suspecting the
small band in view to be but the outpost of the prin
cipal army. At length they closed; the action was
sharp, bloody and desperate, for some eight or ten
minutes, when, being nearly surrounded on all
sides, the Americans broke and retreated to the
bank of the river, under cover of the precipice.
The greatest mortification experienced by those
who had done their duty, was to find, un..ler the
rocks and the fissures of the precipice, upwards of
ono hundred of the militia, who, it seems, had been
forced over the river, but never ascended the height,
or came within sight of the enemy.
boring the whole of those affairs, Seer, ex
posed his person in the most fearless manner. He
was in his full uniform, and being, besides, re
markable for his stature, was evidently singled out
as a mark. He was advised by an officer to throw
aside, or cover some part of his dress: "No," said
he, smiling, -I will die in my robes." Captain
Laurence soon after fell dangerously (it was then
thoitght, mortally) wounded by his side. After he
had surrendered himself, an Indian came up to
Colonel Scott, and, attentively surveying him, said'
" , you are not born to be shot—so many limes—
(holding up all the fingers of both hands, to count
ten)—so many times have I leveled, and fired my
rifle at yeti."
From Queenstown Scott was sent a prisoter to
Quebec; thei.ce, about a month after, he embarked
for Boston. He was exchanged in January, 1813,
soon After his realm to the United States..
Thus ended the battle of Queenstown, in which
the Americans engaged, with the exception, per
haps, of a few of the militia, behaved with tho Ut
most coolness and bravery., The refusal of the
rear division to cress the river, alone prevented
them from reaping the fruits of their exertions,
while it rendered doubly brillirint th'o conduct of
those Who did their duty to their country and there.
selves. The loss of the Americans in this battle is
varionaly stated, but it is believed not to have ex
ceeded one thousand in killed, wounded , Still pris
oners, of whom, perhaps , mom than one half were
regular.., The loss of the enemy le not known,
but must have been considerable, as they were
twice repulsed, and driven down the heights, The
in a peculiar manner in all their subsequent opera
tions. The Americans showed their respect for his
character by firing minute guns from pert Niegera
during the funeral procession.
The Secret Happiness.
Go search the ponderous tomes of human learn•
rag—explore the work of Confucius—examine the
precepts of Seneca, and all the writings of Socrates.
Collect all the excellences of the ancient and mod
ern moralists, and point to a sentence equal to the
simple prayer of our Saviour, oFiTiten, FOUGIVE
Mine Reviled and insulted—suffering the gross
est indignities—crowned with thorns, and led away
to die, no annihilating curse breaks from his lips.
Sweet and placid as the aspirings of a mother for
her nursling, ascends the prayer of mercy for his
enemies, "Father, forgive them!" 0, it was wor
thy of its origin, proving incontestable that his
mission was from Heaven!
Acquaintances, have you ever quarrelled?
Friends, have you ever differed? If He, who was
pure and perfect, forgave his : bitterest enemies, do
yoU well to cherish anger? i3rothere, to you the
precept is imperative; you should forgive, not seven
times, but "seventy times seven."
Husbands and wives, you have no 'right to ex
pect perfection in each other, To err in human.
Illness will sometiaies make you petulent, and dis
appointment ruffle the swoother temper. Guard,
then, with unremitting vigilance, your passions;
controlled, they are the genial warmth that cheers
us along the way of life—ungoverned, they are
consuming fires. Let your strife be one of re
spectful attention and conciliatory conduct. Pte.-
tivate with care the kind and gentle affections.
Plant not, but eradicate, the thorn in your partner's
path. Above all, let no feelings of revenge ever
find harbor in your breast. A kind word—an
obliging action--even if it be a trifling one, has a
power superior to the harp of David, in calming
the billows of the soul.
Revenge is as incompatible with happiness as
religion. Let him whose soul is dark with malice,
and studious of revenge, walk through the fields,
clad with verdure and adorned with flowers, to hie
eye there is no beauty—the flowers to him exhale
no fragrance. Like his soul, nature is robed in the
deepest sable: The smile of beauty and cheerful
ness lights not up hie bosom with joy, but furies
rage there, and render him as miserable as he wish
es the object of his hate.
But let him lay his hand upon his breast and
say, "Revenge, I cast thee from me; Father, for
give Mean I forgive others," and nature assumes.
a new and delightful garniture . Then, indeed, are
the mead s verdant, and the flowers fragrant—then
ie the music of the groVe delightful to his ear, and
the smile of virtue lovely to hie soul.
who originated the following, but it is a good one
at all events.
"Bobby, what is steam!"
" Boiling water."
That's right, compare it:'
"Positive bail, comparative boiler, superlative
burst ."'
The Oregon Question
, Wilmer and Smith's European Times contains
the following comments on tho preparation for war
now visible in England:—
the dock yard; and naval arsenals of England,
exhibit extraordinary activity at the present mo
ment. In many of the outporte steam frigates of
the largest class have been ordered by the govern
ment, to be ready by a fixed period, according to
the contracts, and the builders have been bound
down by heavs penalties to have them, like the
old Commodore in the song, "fit for sea" at the re
quired time, .'the contractors have recently been
informed by the AdMiralty that the penalties will
be rigidly enforced in the event of failure as to
time. In addition, eurveys are being made oldie
coast and of the outports, end ii4a7ations are also
being made for placing tilt whcla in a pcaition of
the greatest strength and impregnability. But the
natural inquiry is, whence this warlike activity?
What is the occasion that demand. it? We are
at peace with the world; our ships ride, quietly on
every sea; the foreign relations of the country wear
a pacific appearance.
Those who profess to see farther into a millatono
than their neighbors, point to the "Far West"—to
Oregon, fora solution of the mystery. President
Polk, Hay they, is determined to have the disputed
territory, irrespective of the consequences. The
spirit of his inaugural adding, the came authorities
add, actuate. the President and his democratic
Congress. The comparative weakness of the
Whigs in the House, as well as in the Senate, and
the strong feelings which influence a large portion
of the citizens of the United Stetee on this question,
are adduced as potent reasons for the arming, and
the preparations for onslaught, of which the dock
yards of Britain at the present moment give indu
bitable proof. The preparations to which we
allude are unquestionably matters of fact; whether
the inference deduced therefrom be correct, is an.
other question. But the quid nun., who are nev
er at a loss for reasons on which to build a specu
lation, however absurd, instance the fact of Mr.
Everett having declined an invitation to a public
demonstration in Boston, on his return home, be
cause he could not speak, except of vague general
ities, without violating official confidence, as a
proof that the relations of the two countries, arising
notnfAmOvron.,a - i.r,hirpl.
son territory world be one of the most reckless end
insane expeditions that the civilized world ever
witnessed; end yet the fact stares every one in the
face, that the Governments of both ccuttriec are
Committed to hostilities, if either carries out the
menace of the other. Both Government. are in a
false Positide.--The President's uncalled fcr lo•
quacioueness, denoting, as it did, a foregone con
clusion, produced the warlike explosion of the
present and the proximate Premiers—Peel and
Russell--in the House of Common,
If both parties give end take a little, all will bo
well; if, on the contrary, neither will recede from
his position, the sword it is not improbable—nay,
it is more than likely—will be drawn. We hops
fur the best. "War is a bloody exchange of ideas
at the cannon's mouth," come one says. . We had
much rather sec an able and clear-headed diploma
tit like Mr. McLane, ' , exchange his ideal" with
oir quiet and by no means exacting Foreign Min
ider, Lord Aberdeen, to some purpose—a pacific
ore we mean—than to see England bristling with
Myonets, and America rampant with fury.
Yonni ace AccIDENT.—The Pittsburg Age says
a iorribis occurrence took place on yesterday mor
nng, out at the Kensington Iron Works. A man
b 3 the name of J. 'l'. Bradford, fell in between two
!age cast iron cog wheels, and was instantly torn
ino fragments. ye is supposed to have been pas
siig by the wheels With a bar of Iron, about half
pat five o'clock, :::, , lien his foot tripped and ho fell
foward among the cogs. His bead was severed
tom the neck, his left arm, ground to atoms, his
:hest was torn from the lower portion of the body,
nd his legs separated from the carcase, the left leg
king broken in several places. Of course he must
hve been instantly killed, although he was not
recovered for an hour or no after the accident hap
' plied. . , .
He was a young man, of about 24 years of age.
is had no relations in this country, but his parents
an still living in Sorncraotshire, England.
PouTEs rev does not coneist in laying down your
hife and fork in a particular manner, nor yet in
:aiding your mouth by drinking out of a cop to
void the indecorum of cooling your tea and coffee
a aaucer,
There is an anecdote of George the Fourth,
hich conveys a better idea of politeness than all
tat Chesterfield has written. ,
While his majesty was yet prince of Wales, he
Snored a tea table with his presence, where there
Ippened to be some young ladies not deeply ree
din the code of etiquette. These innocent mea
-1 tea, in the simplicity of their hearts, never dream
ethere was any dire enormity in pouring their tea
in their saucers to cool ; a titter ran around the
tle among the polite guests, but the Prince obser
vr it, and the occasion, to relieve the embarrass
tat of the young ladies, ho poured his own tea
in his saucer. This is whet may be called real
he rope of Roma hae the cancer in hie note
Our Rim socc—The Rey. E. Percy Howe, D. D.
editor of the Dollar Demerol,,has an ived at home
from the city, and perpetrated the following outrage
upcn the feelings of hie subscribers. The impu
dent dog should be lashed with a shaving cut of
" them digging."--N. 0. Republican.
Come ye signers, proud and lowly,
Rich and ragged, lean and fat,
Come and fork o'er what you ono ma
For the Dollar Democrat!
The Parson's anxious, to receive it,
Ah! he sadly wants the chink,
Every dollar bright believe it,
Due for paper rent and ink.
Pray don't hesitate ye signers !
Of the Printer's pittance think--
Send, 0 send the silver shiners !
Quickly, Cash us, or we sink.
'Tenshun, Squad !
The Editor of the Albany Microscope is a cap
tain in the Militia, and publishes the following spir
ited address to his company at the lest general re-
view. Hear him
Friends, Countrymen, and Sodgers !
!Tenshun, Squad ! This ie a great country, and
has got a tareing start among the white nations
and Injune of the airth. What makes it great ?
Where does the conglomerated elementums of its
greatness cum front 1. I answer—just bring your
right foot into line, Sargent Snike—l answer In a
voice of hash thunder— The Militia.
Step your darned cheering, Men : don't applause
at my eloquence, for you'll put me out if you do.
Yee! the militia, Take that away, and there eint
nuthin left. The Militia is the bone and grizzle of
the country. It locks, bolts, and bars the gates of
creation, and atende sentinel on the tallest ramparts
of Nature's dominions. This Republic Would be it
miserable consarn, but for the militia. ft keeps the
ardent sperrits of military effulgence in a glow of
Icelandic fervosity. I'm attached to it, myself. I
think it's rich. The system can't be bettered.—
Folks call it a fame. I don't ace nuthin to laff at
in it. It's n plaguey solemn piece of buziness,
when you come to hug down to the naked reality
on't. 'Taint every body that can put on the regi
' mentalities, and look like old Mars, the god of war,
with a decided touch of Julius lamina Thula. Ceeze
j her thrown in fur effect. No, air et !—There aint
glory, with Wraps to his breecher.loons, epetets pi
led up on both shoulders, brass buttons from head
taw foot, silver stare shining on the tails of hie coat,
a cap and plume on his head, and a drawd sword
in his hand. Stich a site's enough to make fallen
man and woman think better of his specie ! 'Tie
I believe the pretuscent delirium of this destined
Republic is centered in its militia. It can't stand
without it. With it,its proud motto is, DIVIDED
—Stop cheerio'—you put me out—
General Washington belonged to tho militia; so
did Sippio Afri-cane-us; co did Boneypart ; so did
that old Winiguth that ravished all Tamps end
burnt its fences and its eon° Walls ; and so also,
sodgers, do I! •
I believe if all cut doors eliculd bust threw the
parafurnailye of the animal economy, and elide
down the greased plank of ancestral delinquency
ker-slump into the broad Savannare of this smilin
land of asses milk and untamed tioney,that nuthin
astir could put 'cm out but the Militia! That ar
a fact! Three cheers for the Militia in general,
and the 9999th Regiment in pertickler.—Sodgers!
ground arms!
Who's afraid 'I Whar's Nfexiko, Kaliforniko,
and Oreegon I Who'n afcerd of them ? Sod
gers! The mortal 9999th can thrash the life out
of that aro yeller, half Spanish varmint, that Mex
ico, any mornin' afore breakfast. Our motto ie.
'Liberty and Death, now and forever, one and
Whoomy for Movie! Down with Toxin! Let's
lick lis:!
W e believe in small farms and thorough
,We believe that the soil loves to eat,
as its owner, and ought to be manured.
W e believe to large crops which leave
the land better.than they knod it; making
both the farmer and the farm rich at once.
We believe to going to the bottom of
thins—and therefore, in deep ploughing
and enough of it. All the better if with
a subsoil plough.
We believe the best fertilizer of any
soil is a spirit of industry; enterprise,
and intelligence—without this, lime and
gypsum bones and green manure, marl
and guano, will be of little use.
'We believe in good lenges, good barns,
good farm bosses, good stuck, good or
chards, and children enough to gather the
M'e believe in a clean kitchen, a neat
wile in it, a spinning piano, a clean cup
board; a clear conscience.
NV . e disbelieve in farmers who will not
improve—in farms that grow poorer every
. year, farmer's boys turning into clerks and
merchants--in farmers ashamed of their
vocation, or who drink whiskey till sober
men are ashamed of them.
Moreover, we believe in taking a new s•
paper and in paying for it. Such hints
are worth at least a year's pay.
s:icaj.; ee)asza
A. Time to Die.---An Extract.
Look at that smooth and bloodless brow, of oats
of earth's loveliest daughters, borne back to her na
tal bowers from a long pilgrimage, in search of the
lost treesuve 7 health. Like a pale perishing blot.
som, she is kid in all her fading beauty, down in
the home of her guileless infancy, amidst the hip
py scenes to which her memory fondly clung.—
The hopes that had nestled in the heart of many a
faithful fricint, had ono by one departed so they
marked the hectic spot upon the wan and palled
cheek, the thin attenuated fingers of the tiny hand,
the faltering step, the sunken eye—these told is
solemn language that the time was rapidly approach
ing when they must prepare the coffin and the
A few short months only had passed, since she
stood before the altar, a laughing, blushing bride.
her light and fragile form surrounded by troop. sf
admiring friends. Her name is changed, sho re
turn. to her fathers house but to leave it for a land
of strangers. Ah ! little did they think, on that
day, when tears and smiles were mingled—when
they looked upon that bright face with its beaming
joy and youthful pride, that its glow was lighted
with the fevered breath of the treacherous disease
—consumption. Littlo did the fond father think
when he loft a tear of mingled joy and sorrow up
on her cheek at parting, that she was so soon to be
borne . back to the house of her youth in comfortless
Death regards not a father's love, nor a husband's
grief—she is laid in her shrouded beauty beneath
the spreading cypress of het native hills, in calm,
unbroken, painless sleep. She has the moonlight
resting upon her native valbee for the last tune—
the sun to her gilds the hill-tops no more. Th.
spirit emancipated from the heavy shark!rs ofmor
tality, has joined the great congroation of the ran
somed ones in the paradise of love. Why weep yo
then as those who have no Hope dud her darkness
is changed to day—that ne•in has risen no moro to
sel--that the fetters of earth have been exchanged
for robes of light and life--that the dark portal of
Death her been unclosed, which opens upon en
endless day—that the music of another voice is ad
ded to that unceasing song in a world where pang
and parting ere know. uu luvt, .
Tears mav fall when the beautiful and the good
the mourning soul to the land of perfect bliss, where
the spirit never dies, and pain never comes.
A 13ZACTIPUL PRESISNT.—The ladies, who are
qlways ready to acknowledge and assist the men ire
toeir laudable efforts, have presented a beautiful
Bible to the Fredonia Division, No. 36, of the
Sons of Temperance. It has been published by I.
B. Lippincott & Co., and certainly reflects great
credit upon their taste and mechanic.' skill. It
printed on fine letter paper, in the very neatest style
of typography, is bound ir, green velvet, and has
brass clasps. It is one of the finest editions of the
Bible that has eve: been published in this country,
arid shows great perfection in the art.—Ledger.
Likewise slid Also,
Eaq..l once objected to the competency of a wit
aces alleging that he woe nocompes. The Court
granted leave to teat the matter.
"Can you tell me, my friend, the difference be
tween likewise and also?"
"May be anon 1 can," replied the winless.
0 Go on sir, let us hear."
0N,V,1l you see, 'on, Col. P. is a lawyer: .
"Very well," said the counsel.
"And you is a lawyer also."
"Very well."
',Col. P. is likewise a gentleman.
0 Very well."
"But you is not like wise."
The lawyer was dumb.
Anvics ro EVERT BOOT ,---Let the business of
(vary ono else alone, and attend to your own.—
Don't buy what you don't want ; use every hour
to advantage, and study even to make Leisure hours
Useful ;, think twice before you spend a shilling, re
member you will have another to make; find rec
reation in looking after your business, and so your
business will not be neglected in looking after rec
reation ; buy low ; sell fair, and take care of the
profile ; look over pour books regularly, and if you
find an error trace it out should A stroke of mil
fortune come upon you in trade, retrench—work
harder, but never fly the track ; confront difficulties,
with unflinching perseverance, and they will disap
pear at last; though you should fall in the struggle.
you will be honored; but shrink from the task, and
I you will be despised.—Portland.
Wno NULL Bow Finsv.--In England, the
fashionable world, it is beliercd, are governed by
the following maxim: .
.•It is a mark of high breeding not to speak to
a lady in the street, until you perceive she hes no
ticed you, by an inclination of the head."
"It you meet a lady of your acquaintance its the
street, it is her part to notice you first, unless inti
mate. The reason is, if you bow to a lady first,
she may not choose to acknowledge you, and there
61 no remedy; hut if she bow to you, you, as a gen
tleman, cannot cut her."
gjefil'he Contruiesioners of Chester County have
been sued by the Brigade Inspector, to recover the
penalty of three hundred dollars for the Eric-wary
arrangentrot fnt collection the tmlitia floe,