IIti)TUNGDO'N JOURNAL.
BY JAMES CLARK :]
VOL. XII, NO. 10.
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PHILADELPHIA ADVERTISEMENTS,
STEAM IRON RAILING FACTORY,
BUDGE ROAD,
Above Buttonwood Street, Philada.
A 'l' this establishment may be found the greatest
IL variety of Plans and beautiful Patterns of
IRON RAILINGS in the United States, to which
the attention of those in want of any description,
and especially for Cemeteries, is particularly invi
ted.
The principal part of all the handsome Railings
at Laurel Hill, Monument, end other celebrated
Cemeteries in the city and county of Philadelphia,
which have been so highly extolled by the public
press, were executed at this manufactory.
A large Wareroom is connected with the estab
lishment, where is kept constantly on hand a largo
stock of ready-made Iron Railings, Ornamental
Iron Settees, Iron Chairs, ;tow style plain and orna
mental Iron Gates, with an extensive assortment of
Iron Posts, Pedestals, Iron Arbors, &e. Also. in
grcat variety, Wrought and ( ast Iron Ornt meets,
suitable for Railings and other purposes.
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The subscriber would also s t at e that in his Pat
tern and Designing Department he has employed
some of the best talent in the country, whose con
stant attention is devoted to the business--forming
altogether one of the most complete and systematic
establishments of the kind in the Union.
ROBERT WOOD, Proprietor.
Ridge Road, above Buttonwood et.
Philadelphia, Feb. 3, 1847—gm
HOVER'S FIRST PREMIUM INK.
NO. S 7
North Third Street, Philadelphia.
HE celebrity of the INKS manufactured by the
I subscriber, and the extensive soles consequent
upon the high reputation which they have attained
not only through the United States, but in the West
Indies and China, has induced him to make every
necessary arrangement to supply the vast demand
upon his establishment. He is now prepared,
with every variety of Black, Blue and Red Inks,
Copying Ink, Indelible Ink, and Ink Powder, all
prepared under his own personal superintendence,
so that purchasers may depend upon its superior
quality.
HOVER'S ADAMANTINE CEMENT, a su
perior article far mending Glass, China, Cabinet
Ware, &c., useful to every housekeeper, being a
while liquid, easily applied, and not affected by or.
dinary heat---warranted.
rry• Pamphlets containing the numeroue testi
monials of men of science and others, will be fur
nished to purchasers.
For sale at the Manufactory, Wholesale and Re
tail, No. 87 North Third Street, opposite Cherry
street, Philadelphia, by JOSEPH HOVER,
jy27:17-y] Manufacturer.
IRON COMMISSION HOUSE,
HE undersigned continue the Iron Commission
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busines, for the sale of all kinds of IRON, at
No. 109 Xorth, Water Street, Philada.
Their long experience in the Iron Trade, and
their extensive acquaintance with consumers and
dealers throughout the United States, gives them
the advantage of obtaining the highest market
prices. And their business being confined exc'u
eively to the Iron trade, enables them to give it
their entire attention. c - All consignments will
receive prompt attention.
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[feh24-6in] ORRICK & CAMPBELL,
No. 109 Water at., & 54 N. Wharves, Philads.
DRUG SI DRUGS! DRUGS!
THOXPSOX 4 CR.,III7ORD,
WHOLESALE DRUGGISTS,
No. 40 Market Street, Philada.
OFFERi for sale a large stock of Fresh Drugs,
Medicines and Dye Stuffi, to which they call
the attention of Country Merchants and Dealers
visiting the city.
Coach, Cabinet, Japan, Black, and other Var
nishes, of a superior quality. Also, Vl hite and
Red Lead, Window Glass, Paints and Oils—cheap
er than ever.
T. & C. are also proprietors of the Indian
Vegetable Balsam, celebrated throughout their own
and neighboring States as the best preparation for
the cure of Coughs, Colds, Asthma, &c. Money
refunded in evety instance where no benefit is re
seived. [Philadelphia, jen27•Gm
Browns, Buckets and Cedar Ware.
iIIiANLY ROWED
No. 63 North Third st. 2d door above Arch,
Pm LAII EL rat Ao
lam enabled this fall to offer an unusually large
assortment of the above articles. Also—Willow
and French Basket. and Coaches, Wash Boards,
Malts, Clothes-pins, Nest Boxes, Wood liowls &
Trays, Boston Blinds, Sickle., Oil l'aste Blacking,
Shoe Brushes, Clamps, Hand Scribe, Wall Brushes,
Dusters, &c. and Wooden ware of every descrip
tion.
Country Merchants will take notice that as I am
now Inlntifacturing extensively, and receiving di•
rectly from the Eastern Factories, I can furnish the
Fall Trade with superior goods at prices greatly re•
duced from whet I have hitherto been selling.
Sep. 16, '46.
PHILADELPHIA ADVERTISEMENTS.
GREAT BARGAINS
IN HATS & CAPS,
at the old established cheap Hat and Cap
Store, No. 196 Market street, sec
ond door below Sixth, Philada.
- vu - E extend a general invitition to the citizens
V V of Huntingdon and its vicinity, as well as to
all others, to our store. We have on hand a large
and complete assortment of Hats and Caps of every
style and variety, which we ore selling full one
fourth lower than the usual prices, namely
Extra eupertor Beaver Hats, from $2.50 to $350
Brush " " - 2.00 to 3.00
" Silk " " 1.25 to 2.00
Moleskin" 2.50 only.
Good Hats as low as $1.25 and upwards. Also,
a complete stock of Caps, cloth, fur trimmed, glazed,
silk oil cloth, velvet and fancy Caps; fine Otter,
Shetland Fur Seal, Musk Rat, Hair Seal Caps, &c.
&c., at lower prices than they can possibly be had
elsewhere. From our extensive sales, we can sell,
for a smaller profit than others can. Call and be
satisfied, it is to your interest.
Merchants, Storekeepers, Hatters and others,who
buy to sell again, supplied on reasonable terms.—
He sure and call at No. 196 Market Street, second
door below sixth Street.
GARDEN & BROWN.
SeptenMer 1, 1846.
LINN, SMITH di. CO.,
(Successors to Potts, Linn 4 . Harris,)
WHOLESA LE DRUGGISTS,
No. 213 b Market Street, Philada.
▪ EEP constantly on hand a full assortment of
▪ Drugs, Medicines, Chemicals, Surgical Instru
ments, Oils, Paints, Varnishes, Window Glees,
Dye Stuffs, Patent Medicines, &c. &c., all of
which they offer to country merchants, and others,
on the most advantageous terms. All orders, by
letter or otherwise, filled with the greatest care and
despatch. CLAUDIUS B. LINN,
HORACE P. SMITH,
feb 17-6m] ALEANDER MORGAN.
HARRIS, TURNER & IRVIN,
WHOLESALE
UDI:I3U7CM.M-Y2M3MO
No. 201 Market Street, one door above
Fifth, North. Side, Philadelphia.
TM PORTE RS and Wholesale Dealers in DRUGS,
MEDICINES, CHEMICALS, Patent Medi
cines, Obstetrical Instruments, Druggists' Glassware,
Window Glass, Paints, Oils, Dyes, Perfumery, &c.
Druggists, country Merchants and Physician.,
supplied with the above articles on the most favora
ble terms. Strict and prompt attention paid to or
ders. Every article warranted.
JOHN HARRIS, M. D.,
sept 23. JAS. A. TURNER, lute of Ye.
1 WM. IRVIN, M. D.
CHEAPEST IN Tim WORLD.
Steam Refined Sugar Candies-121 cents
per pound, Wholesale.
JJ. RICHARDSON, No 42 Market street,
• PHILAAELPHIA, takes pleasure in informing
the public, that he still continues to sell his very
Superior Steam Refined Candy at the low price of
$ 2.50 per 100 pounds, and the quality is equal to
any manufactured in the United States.
t -.4e also offers 01l kinds of goads in the Confec
tionary and Fruit line at corresponding low priees,
as quick sales and small profits are the order of the
da t
all or send your orders, end you cannot fail to
be satisfied. Don't forget the number, 4 MAR
KET STREET, PHILADELPHIA.
J. J. RICHARDSON
September I, 1546,
CD3MaC)LII:M2(3I2- 2
BUCK k itIO4IRIE,
254 , Market Street, Philadelphia,
HAVE constantly on hand every description of
Clothing, all of which aro cut, trimmed and
made in a manner not to be surpassed, and are war
ranted cheaper than the same quality of Goods in
any other establishment in the United States.—
Also, every description of GENTLEMEN ' s Fort
xi, also Goons at reduced prices. Those visiting
the city will find it to their interest to examine our
stock before purchasing elsewhere.
sept3o- y. BUCK & MOORE,
Steam Umbrella Manufactory.
.A'O. 104 :Market Street, Philadelphia.
WM. H. RICHARDSON, in addition to vari
ours other improvements, has applied Steam
Power to the mlnufacture•of UMBRELLAS, and
is enabled to sell them at very low prices.
Merchants are invited to call and see his Works
and examine the assortment, [novlB-4m
Soho Scott, jr.,
A TTORNEY AT LAW, Huntingdon, Pa.-
11 Has removed his °Rice to the corner room of
„ Snare's Row," directly opposite Fisher 8c M'Mur
trie's store, whore he will attend with promptness
and fidelity to all business with which he may he
entrusted in Huntingdon or the adjoining counties.
Huntingdon Sept. 23, 1840.
George Taylor,
A TTORNEY AT LAW—Attends to practice
1.1 in the Orphans' Court, stating administrators'
aecounts, Seasoning. &c. Oliico in the diamond,
three doors east of the "Exchange Hotel."
feb2B-'44
A. W. Benedict,
A TTORNEY AT LAW, Huntingdon, Pa.—
Offico nt his old residence in !Main street, a
few doors west of the old Court House. He will
attend to any business entrusted to hint in the sev
eral Courts of Huntingdon and adjoining counties.
S. Steel Blair,
A TTORNEY AT LAW, Hollidaysburg, Pa.,
11 . Will attend attend to all business entrusted to
his care in Blair, Huntingdon and Indiana coun
ties. aprB-'4B
3. Sewell Stewart,
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Huntingdon, Pa.—
Office in Main street, five doors west of Mr
Buoy's jewelry establishment.
USTICE'S blank. of all kinds for sale at thi.
J
CORRECT PRINCIPLES—SUPPORTF:b BY ThIITH
HUNTINGDON, PA., MARCH 10, 1847.
POETICAL.
DAILY WORK.
BY CHARLES MACKAY
Who lags for (head of daily work,
And his appointed task would shirk,
Commits a folly and a crime:
A soulless slave—
A paltry knave—
A clog upon the wheel of Time.
With work to do, and store of health,
The man's unworthy to he free,
Who will not give,
That he may live,
His daily toil for daily fee.
No ! Let us work! We only ask
Reward proportioned to our task;
Wo have no quarrel with the great
No feud with tank— , .
With mill or bank—
No envy of a lard's estate,
If we can earn sufficient store
To satisfy our daily need;
And can retain
For ago and pain,
A fraction, we are rich indeed.
No dread of toil have we or ours;
We know our worth, and weigh our powers t
The more we work the more Win ;
Success to Trade!
Success to Spode!
And to the corn that's coming in!
And joy to him, who o'er his task
Remember's toil is• Nature's plan;
Who, working, thinks.—
And never sinks
liie independence es a man !
Who only asks for humble wealth,
Enough for competence and health ;
And leisure when his work is done,
To read his book
By chimney nook,
Or stroll at setting sun,.
Who toils as every man should toil
For fair reward, erect and free:
These are the men—
The best of men—
These are the men we mean to be!
MISCELLANEOUS.
DAM= WITIC A MADMAN.
A TRUE NARRATIVE
I was once called upon in my senior
year to watch with an insane student.
It had snowed all day, but the sun had
set with a red rift in the clouds, and the
face of the sky was swept in an hour
perfectly clear. The all-glorious arch
of heaven was a mass of sparkling stars.
Greyling slept, and I, wearied of the
cold philosophy of the Latin poets, took
to my " Book of Martyrs."
It was a description in the harrowing
faithfulness of the language of olden
times, painting almost the articulate
groans of an impaled christian.
The walnut faggots had burnt to a
bed of bright coals, and I sat gazing in
to it, totally unable to shake off the fear
ful incubus from my breast. The mar
tyr was there—on the very hearth—
with the stakes scornfully crossed on
his body ; and as the large coals cracked
asunder and revealed the brightness
within, I seemed to follow the nerve rend
ing instrument from hip to shoulder, and
suffered with him pang for pang, as if
the burning redness were the pools of his
fevered blood.
" Aha !"
It struck on the ear like the cry of an
exulting fiend.
I shrunk into the chair as the awful
cry was repeated, and looked slowly and
with difficult courage over my shoulder.
A• single fierce eye was fixed upon me
from the mass of bed clothes, and, for
a moment, the relief from the fear of
some supernatural presence was like
water to a parched tongue. I sank back
relieved into the chair.
There was a rustling immediately in
the bed, and starting again. I found the
wild eyes of my patient fixed steadfast.
ly upon me. He was creeping steadily
out of bed: his bare foot touched the
floor, and his toes worked upon it as if
he were feeling his strength, and, in a
moment, ho stood upright on his feet,
and with head forward and his pale face
livid with rage, stepped towards me.—
I looked to the door, he observed the
glance, and in the next instant he sprang
over the bed, turned the key, and dashed
it furiously through the window.
" Now," said lie.
"Grayling!" said I.
I had heard that a calm and fixed gaze
would control a madman, and with a
most difficult exertion I met his lower
ing eye, and we stood looking at each
other for a full minute like men of mar
ble.
" Why have you left your bed I" I
mildly said.
" To kill you," was the appalling an
swer ; and, in another moment the light
stand was swept from between us, and
he struck me down with a blow that
would have felled a giant. Naked as he
was, I had no hold upon him, even if in
muscular force I had been his match,
and without a minute's struggle I yield
ed; for resistance was vain. His knee
was upon my breast, and his left hand
in n►y hair ; and he scorned by the trein ,
ulousness of his clutch to be hesitating
whether he should dash out my brains
on the hearth. I could scarce breathe
with his weight upon my chest, but I
tried with the broken words I could corn
mand, to move his pity. He laughed as
only a maniac can, and placed his hand
on my throat. Oh, God ! I shall never
forget the fiendish deliberation with
which he closed those feverish fingersl
"Greyling, for God's sake, Greylingl"
" Die, curse you !"
In the agony of suffocation I struck
out my arm and almost buried it in the
fire on the hearth. With an expiring I
' thought I grasped a, handful of red hot
coals, and with my remaining strength
pressed them against his side.
" Thank God !" I exclaimed with the
first breath, as my eves recovered from
their sickness, and I looked upon the
familiar objects of the Chamber once
more.
The madman sat crouched like a whip
ped dog in the farthest corner of the
room, gibbering and moaning with his
hands upon his burnt side. I - felt that I
had escaped by a miracle.
The door was locked, and in dread of
another attack, I threw up the window,
and to my unutterable joy, the figure of
a man was visible upon the snow near
the out-buildings of the college. It was
a charity student who had risen before
day to labor in the wood yard. I shout.
ed to him, and Greyling leaped to his
feet.
" There is time yet !" said the mad
man ; but as he came to me with the
same panther like caution as before, I
seized a heavy stone pitcher standing in
the window seat, and hurled it at him
with a fortunate force and aim. He fell
stunned on the floor. The door was
burst open at the next moment, and call
ing for assistance, we tied the wild Mis
sourian in his bed, bound up his head
and side and committed him to fresh
watchers.
• * * * * *
We have killed bears together at Mis
souri salt lick since then; but I never
see Wash Greyling with a smile on his
face without a disposition to look around
for the door.
PRETTY GOOD,
Who is the author of the following we
know not. It was found in an old news
paper that looked as if it was printed
when Adam was a boy : _
Sambo was a slave to a master who
was constitutionally addicted to lying.
Sambo being strongly devoted to his
master, had by dint of long practice,
made himself an adept in giving plausi
bility to his master's largest stories.
One day when the master was enter
taining his guests in his customary man
ner among other marvellous facts, he re
lated an incident which took place in one
of his hunting excursions.
" I fired at a buck," said he, "at one
hundred yards distance, & the ball pass
ed through his left hind foot, and through
his head: just back of his ear."
This evidently producing some little
doubt in the minds of his guests, he call
ed upon Sambo to corroborate him.
" Yes, massa i " said the almost con
founded slave, after a moment's . hesita
tion, "me see de ball hit 'im. Jes as
massa lif up de gun to he eye, de buck
lif up him foot to scratch him ear, an
massa's ball go through him foot an'
head at de same time."
The guests were perfectly satisfied
with Sambo's explanation, and swallow
ed the whole without further hesitation;
but when his guests were gone, Sambo
ventured upon his master's good humor
so far as to remonstrate.
"For mighty sake, massa, when you
tell a nudder sich a big lie, don't put urn
so far apart; me hab deblish hard work
for get um together."
A New Fashioned hat.
The Baltimore Clipper says :—A few
days since, a passenger in one of our
railroad cars, having paid his devoirs to
Bacchus too earnestly, fell into a doze
on his seat. In his dodging to and fro,
his hat fell oft; when he commenced
groping on the floor for it. Unfortu
nately his hand came in contact with a
spittoon, plentifully supplied with to
bacco juice. Mistaking this for his hat,
after considerable difficulty, he succeed
ed in grasping and raising it, when he
turned the whole contents on the crown
of his head, supposing that he was re
placing his hat. The unsavory liquid,
and the universal roar of laughter which
ensued, awoke the inebriate to con
sciousness, when he shook the spittoon
from his head, and cried out in a rage,
" Who the d—l spit tobacco juice in
my face—none of your tricks upon tra
vellers." The scene was highly amus
ing, and should be lithographed for the
benefit of those who " rise up early in
the morning to take strong drink."
PRINCE MURAT.
The Boston Post has a long letter
from Tallahassee, Florida, in which oc- I LET HIM FALL.
curs the following notice of a natural- The following amusing adventure 3
ized citizen, whose name, when borne given by a correspondent writing from
by his father, made softie noise in the Buflitlo i actually took place in the town
world : of Al—, in Ohio, two years ago. It
"Among the prominent citizens of would have made even the late Isaac,
Florida we find a live prince, the son of Hicks, laugh at a solemn ''Seventh-day' s
Murat, King of Naples. Prince Achille meeting. "Farmer —, had tWo daugh-
Murat is a singular genius. Inheriting tern, very interesting young ladies, yet
all his father's courage, but little of his in their teens, who were quite romantic
chivalric love of glory, he has settled in their notions. Their father was an
I down on a plantation, the quiet citizen aristocratic member of the Baptist
I and speettitot of the affairs of the world. church, and of course was very,partic
' Various anecdotes are related of him. ular as to the "company" his girls
The Prince once fought a duel. He should " keep." Now it happened that
came on the ground with his surgeon, these two pretty girls became acquain
and took his station smoking a cigar. ted with a couple of young bucks, clerks
He quietly puffed, slid when the word in an adjoining village, and, to use a corn
was given lie fired, The unfortunate' mon phrase, "took quite a shyin' to 'em.'!
, Floridian, his antagonist, was shot and To this the old gentleman was very much
fell. Murat's surgeon, seeing his em- opposed, as lie intended to match his
ployer bolt upright, ran to assist the' daughters himself. But "'twas no use . '
fallen. The prince, who had a little fin- talking to them; while week after week
ger cut nearly off by the other's ball, wore away, and found the young men
called to his surgeon—" What for you constant visitors. At length, in order
you go there ? See you, doetair„" hold- to enforce obedience, the old man found
ing up his finger dangling by a bit of himself driven to the necessity of lock
skin, "1 want you cut my finger off. ing up his foolish children, who had
Let him, poor devil, go. He got what presumed without his consent to fall in
he come for. I pay you von hundred love with a couple of poor tradesmen.—
dollars to come here to cut bullet out of The sweet girls were accordingly con
my body, if that rascal shoot him in. fined on Sunday afternoons in the back
Let him pay for his own carving. If he bed room in the second story, which
not satisfied, I give him another ball, i fronted the barn yard ; a very romantic
just so soon as you can cut off my fin- "look out." Under the window was a
ger." pile of stones, which had been left after
But one ball did satisfy his antagonist repaiting the cellar-wall in that corner.
and they retired. The Prince is fond of I For two or three successive Sabbath
hunting, and he goes in for the profits of I evenings, the usual period of visiting
the field and moor. Nothing that swims their inamoratas, the lovers had climb
the water, flies the air, crawls or walks ed, by means of the sheets of the bed,
the earth, but that he has served upon I which were let down front the window
his table. Alligator steak, frogs' shins, by the heroic girls, up to the apartment
boiled owls and roasted crows are found lof their imprisoned lovers, and from
palatable ; but there is one animal that i nightfall until rosy morning did revel in
the Prince don't like. The buzzard is the "ambrosial delights of love's young
one too many for him. "I try him fry 2 " I dreams." But this clandestine court
-1 try him roast ; I try him stew ; and II ship could not be continued without be
make soup of him, but the buzzard is ' ing at last discovered. One lovely Sab
not Boot. I have no prejudice against ' bath, just at twilight, the father, coming
him, but I cook him every way, and then from the barn, thought he saw something
Ino like him." Buzzard soup ! think, rather ominous hanging out of the back
of that It takes a Frencoman to de- window so he walked noiselessly around
velope the res,...rces of a new country ! to ascertain the "'nature of it." There
hung the fatal " flag of surrender ;" and
the old man giving It a slight jerk, com ,
tnenced the ascent. He was lifted gen
tly from off his feet, and felt himself
gradually "rising in the world." 'Twas
a very heavy weight, the daughters
thought ; and to tell the truth, it was a
corpulent " body corporate" at which
they were hopefully tugging away.—
But lo! his head has reached the win
dow sill ; and now, just as his old white
hat appeared above the window, his
affectionate daughter "dropped him like
a hot potato;" and ; With something like
the "emphasis of a squashed apple
dumpling," the old men came in instant
contact with mother earth; while the
two knights of tape and scissors, who
were not far off enjoying the scene,
"made hasty tracks from the settlement"
—leaving nothing behind them but bod
ily misery, horrer-stricken damsels, and
their own coat-tails streaming on tho
night air !"—Knickerbocker.
Anecdote of Dr. Nott, of Union College.
On the evening preceding Thanksgiv
ing, not many years ago, two students
left the Colleges, with the most foul in-'
tent of procuring some of the Doctor's
fine fat chickens that roosted in a tree
adjoining his house. When they ar
rived at the spot one ascended the tree,
while the other stood with a bag ready
to receive the plunder. It so happened
that the doctor himself had just left his
house, with the view of securing the
same chickens for his Thanksgiving din
ner, The rogue under the tree hearing
some one approaching, immediately stole
away, without notifying his companion,
among the branches. The Doctor came
up silently, and was immediately salu
ted from above as follows: "Are you
ready 1"
" Yes," responded the Doctor, dissem
bling his voice as much possible.
The other immediately laying hand on
the old rooster, exclaimed—" Here's old
Prex, will you have him V'
' "Pass him along," was the reply,and
he was soon in the Doctor's bag.
" Here's Alarm Prex," said the all
unconscious student, grabbing a fine old
hen, "will you have her 1"
"Yes," again responded the Doctor.
"Here's son John, will you have himl
Here's daughter Sal, take her," and so
on, until he had gone regularly through
naming chickens after the Doctor's fa
mily.
The old man then walked off in one
direction with the plunder, while the
student, well satisfied with his night's
work, came down, and streaked it for
the colleges. Great was his astonish
ment to learn from his companion, that
he had not got any chickens, and if he
gave them to any one, it must have been
to Dr. Nott.
Expulsion, fines and disgrace, were
uppermost in their thoughts, until the'
next forenoon, when both received a po
lite invitation from their President, re
questing the presence of their company
to a Thanksgiving dinner. To decline
was impossible ; so with hearts full of
anxiety for the result, they wended their
way to the house, where they were pleas
antly received by the old gentleman, and
with a large party were soon seated a
round the festive board. After asking
a blessing, the Doctor rose from his seat,
and taking the carving knife, turned with
a smile to the rogues, and said—" Young
gentlemen, here's old Prex,. and Marin
Prex, son John, and daughter Sal," at
the same time touching successively the
respective chickens—. to which shall I
help you V'
The mortification of his students may
be imagined.
[EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR
WHOLE NO, 580,
ANECDOTE:
THE WAY THEY PULLED THEM UP, AND
A KNOCK-DOWN ARGUMKNT.--Ther
Poughkeepsie Telegraph states that two
mechanics, one a Whig and the other
a Locofoco, were arguing the other day
on the subject of the Tariff' and protec
tion until at length the Whig exclaimed,
"you say then, you are against protec
tion, and go with Polk for Prude Trade."
"Yes I do," says the Loco, for I don't
believe in the doctrine that helping rich
manufacturers helps us at all, nor do I
want to see any more factories io the
country." " Well said the Whig, if you
oppose manufacturing because some men
engaged in that business us well as fur
ming and trading are rich, let me ask
you one or two questions. Suppose
Vm. Davis, Matthew Vasser and James
Hooker should determine to build a fac
tory in this town, to cost two hundred
thousand dollars, and go on and lay out
the money, who would get it '1 Why the
mechanics and laborers the Most of it.
Suppose they should then put it in oper
ation and pay out five hundred.thousand
dollars a year to the hands employed in
it, where would the money no 1' " What
the hands didn't save, would go to mer
chants and mechanics in town, and the
farmers around." Now take your own
party ground, and instead of having any
factories built and put in operation in
this country, all that business is curried
on in England, who would get the mo
ney paid out by the owner then 1" The
Locofoco paused, and—vanquished.
la The Legislature of Delaware has
passed a law submitting the question of
"License or no License" to the people
of that State.
[l:7' The price of fire-wood at Sal
tillo, Mexico, ranges from $35 to $4O
per cord.