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    11. - U\TUNGDO JOURNAL
tiY JAMES CLARK:]
VOL XII, NO. 26.
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POETICAL.
THE *EDGE OF SEVENTY-SIX.
Our Lacs, our Fortunes, and our Sacred Hon
Stelid forth! stand forth! we give a pledge,
Rouse brothers, one and all,
'Tim cast abroad upon the winds—
Our country's gathering call;
And thousands rallied at the sound,
With hearts both strong and.true,
As on by glen and flashing stream
The stirring summons flow.
The grandsire with his silvery locks,
And form bowed down with care,
That from his childhood's hour had loved
This land so broad and fair
Seemed once again to feel his veins
Throb with the pulse of youth,
And stood erect to give the yledge
For Liberty and Ti oth.
And in his proudest hour of strength
Was Ilea .1 firm manhood's tone:
"We stoke our fortunes and our lives,
With them we will atone.
If we prove Edge to the high trust
Which all have taken stow; '
And in the hearts of living men
Was registered the vow.
NVonwn too, with patriot soul,
Caine in her beauty's power;
And with her deep and thrilling voice
Joined in the vow that hour; -
"We give our prayers, our influence.
"l'is all we can bestow;
But what that influence can do,
We promise now to show."
That pledge—oh! it was proudly made,
And ne'cr should be forgot,
To its fulfilment thousands owe
A peaceful happy lot.
It thrilled each soul, it nerved each heart,
Amid that noble hand;
Vriheeding fortune, life—they saved
Their honor and their land.
MISCELLANEOUS.
THE ORPHAN BOY.
"He faded, yet FO calm and meek
$o gently wan, so sweetly weak."
The bustle of the fight was over; the
prisoners had been secured, and the
decks washed down, the watch piped and
the schooner had once more relapsed into
midnight quiet and repose. I sought
my hammock and soon fell asleep. But
my slumbers were disturbed by wild
dreams, which, like the visions of fever,
agitated and unnerved me; the iate strife,
the hardships of my early life and a thou
sand other things mingled together as
figures in a phantasmagoria. Suddenly
a hand was laid on my shoulder, and star
ting'up I behold the surgeon's mate.
"Little Dick, sir is dying," he said.
At once I sprang from my hammock.
Little Dick was a sort of protege of mine.
He was n pale, delicate child, said to be
an orphan, and used to gentle nature;
and from the first hour I joined the
schooner, my heart yearned towards
him, for I too had once been friendless
and alone in the world. He had often
talked to me in confidence of his mother,
whose memory ho regarded with holy
reverence, while to the other boys of the
ship he had little to say, for they - were
rude and coarse, he delicate and sensi
tive. Often when they jeered him for
his melancholy, he would go apart by
himself and weep. He never complained
of his lot, though his companions im
posed on him continually. Poor lad!—
his heart was in the grave with his lost
parents.
1 took a strange interest in him, and
had lightened his task as much as possi
sible. During the late fight I had owed
my life to him, for he rushed in just as
a sabre stroke was levelled at me; and by
Interposing his feeble cutlass, had aver
ted the deadly blow. in the hurry and
confusion sinee, I had quite forgotton to
inquire if he was hurt; though at the
time, I inwardly resolved to exert all
my little influence to procure him a mid
shipman's warrant in requital for his ser
vice. it was with a pang of of reproach•
ful agony, therefore, that I leaped to my
feet.
"My God!" I exclaimed, "you don't
mean 41 He is not dying'?"
"I fear, sir," said the messenger, slut-
king his head sadly, "that he cannot live
till morning."
• "And I have been laying idle here'!" I
exclaimed, with remorse. "Lead me to
hist."
• "He is delirious, but in the intervals
of lunacy he asks for you, sir," and as
the man spoke we stood beside the bed
side of•the dying boy.
The 'sufferer did not lie in his usual
hammock, for it was hung in the very
midst of the crew,. and the close air
around it was too stifling; but he had
been carried under the open hatchway,
and laid there in a little open apace of
about four feet square. From the sound
of the ripples, I judged the schooner was
in motion, while the clear, calm blue sky
seen through the opening overhead, and
dotted with myriads of stars, betokened
that the fog had broken away. How
calm it smiled down on the wan face of
the dying boy. Occasionally a high cur- " What was it like'!" inquired the
rent of wind—oh! how deliciously cool listener.
in that pent up hold—eddied down the "Well, it won't much like anything,"
hatchway, and lifted the dark Chesnut said he, but an all-created suck in.—
locks of ie, sufferer, as with head repo- Where is that 'Squire," he burst out
sing in the lap of an old veteran, he lay again, " have the mean critter jerk
in an unquiet slumber. His shirt collar led into a jail ef it costs me a dollar."
was unbuttoned, and his childish bosom, i " What did he do'!" persisted the
as white as that of a girl, was open and questioners.
exposed. He breathed quick and heavily. \ " Well, 'twatit much of anything 'cep
The wound of which he was dying had , a sell," said he ; and then breaking out
been intensely painful, but within the again, he exclaimed, " Oh, Jediah Dex
last half hour had somewhat • lulled, ter ! that anything as cute as you are
though even now his thin fingers tightly allowed to be shud be drawed into sech
grasped the bed clothes, as if lie suffered a scrape by a yeller look in', tiger shalcin',
the greatest agony. corn raisin' sarpint as that feller."
A battle strained and gray haired sea- " Was he a sucker 1" inquired the
man stood beside him, holding a dull gent.
lantern in his hand, and gazing sorrow- I " Well, he want much else," said the
fully down upon the sufferer. The sur- afflicted mourner, "and the fullest grown
geon knelt with his finger on the boy's one I have seed lately—cuss his pictur."
pulse. " But you have not told us what his
As I approached they all looked up.— offence was,'' continued the other.
The veteran who held him shook his I " No," said he, " I ain't ; and, what's
head; and would have spoken; but the wusser a darned sight, I'm ashamed to ;
tears gathered too choakingly in his all cre-a-tion that I shad a been so tee
eyes. totally green. 1 swow," said he starting,
The surgeon said— " I belive I won't tell it ; I'll jest let the
"He is going fast—poor little fellow— I mean varmint slide. It won't bear tellin'
do you see this l As he spoke he lifted on. Why ef they shad hoer it down in
up a rich gold locket which had lain upon Connecticut, I could'nt never show my
the boys breast. "He has seen better self at any futile Thanksgivin' in them
days ." latitudes ; they'd holler meal at me jest
I could not answer for my heart was as quick as they'd clap eyes on me. , '
full—here was the being to whom, but a " Oh, come !" shouted both listeners,
few hours before I had owed my life—a " you are not agoing to leave without en.
poor, slight, unprotected child—lying lightening us, now that you have raised
before me with death already written on our curiosity."
his brow—and yet I had never known " Well, I guess it won't hurt you much
his danger and never sought him out af- e f you don't hoer it," and he was about
ter the conflict. How bitterly my heart to move when one of his auditors in
reproached me in that hour. They no- formed him that it was absolutely neces
ticed my agitation and his old friend— snry that he should stop and lodge his
the seaman that held his head, said sad- complaint, for evidently some wrong
ly, had been committed, and if lie kept
Poor little Dick—you'll never see the silent, and allowed it to pass unpunished
shore you have wished for so long. But he would be conniving at the evil and
there'll be more than one—when your thereby lay himself liable.
log's out," he spoke with emotion—to "Is that the law 1" inquired the bitten
mourn over you." complainant.
"Suddenly the little fellow opened his Both listeners signified the affirmative
eyes and looked vacantly around. to his query.
"Has he came yeti" he asked, in a " Well, 1 don't want to go gin law
low voice. "Why, won't lie come? much," said Jed., "so you kin hey the
"I ant here," said I, taking the little hull upshot of this in a mina, and you'll
follow's hand, don't you know me, allow its mighty mean. A Illinois feller
Dichil" this mornin' walked into my shop, where
He smiled faintly in my face. He then I'm merchandiz in' along side on the mar
said— ket, and g ot to dickerin' some butter
"You have been kind to me, sir,— with me for groceries and other notions.
kinder Unto most people are to a poor His pots of cow's grease were dreadful
orphan boy. I have no way to show my nice on top, and tasted like new milk ar
gratitude—unless you will take the Bi- ter spring grass. It lust tuck me all up
ble you will find in may trunk. It's a in a heap, and I bargained for all the
small offering, I know, but it's all I critter had, and got too sellin' him the
have." little fixins in exchange. He looked so
I burst into tears: he resumed— eternal soft, mid swayed around so alfired
"Doctor, I ant dying, ain't II" said I green, that I didn't once hew a dream of
the little fellow, "for my sight grows the critter's heirs' tricky, so the trade
dim. God bless you Mr. Danforth." I was did up mighty short, and he tray
" Can I do nothing for you, Dick!" said Bled. Well, jest a mina sence, I turned
I; "you saved my life. I would coin my out a pot to sell to a customer, and I
life to buy yours." swan to man ef two thirds on't wasn't
"I have nothing to ask—l don't want an Injin meal dumplin!"
to live—only, if its possible, let me be A burst of laughter here broke from
*ivied by mother—you'll find the his auditors, and, as they appeared to
name of the place and all about it in my k eep on at it, instead of sympathising
trunk."with poor Jed., he raised himself proud
'Anything—everything, my poor lad,' ly up under his load of surprise, and mo-
I answered, chokingly. veil to the door.
The little fellow smiled faintly—it "Ah ! ha! ha !ha ! Injin dumplins
was like an angel's smile—but he did ah ! ha !" shouted one of the convulsed
not answer. His eyes were fixed on listeners as Jed was retreating.
the stars flickering in that patch of blue ti You needn't take on so," said Jed.,
sky overhead. Ilis mink wandered. for ef he don't think of his sins when
"It's a long—long ways up there—but he mailers that ten I sold him, then I'm
there are bright angels among them.— mistaken in the yarb. It's perfectly
Mother used to say that I would meet awful on a man's bowels ; 'specially
her there. How near they come, and! when he ain't used to it !" and, amid a
see sweet faces milling on me from shout of laughter, Jed. disappeared, con
among them. Hark! is that music'!" grittulating himself at least on being even,
and, lifting his finger, he scented listen- —,-Reveille.
ing for a moment. He fell back, and
the old veteran burst into tears. The
child was dead. Did he indeed hear
angel's voices'! God grant it.
" MASSA. DASH," said Cuffee, he
be one real gemman : he gib me half a
dollar for brush his boots, three quarter
dollar to hold his !toss, and whole dollar
for eallin' hint gemman ; and lie be a
real gemman and no inktake:'
CORRECT PRINCIPLES-SUPPORTED BY TBUTIT,
HUNTINGDON, PA,, JUNE 30, 1847.
lIQW JEDIAH WAS SUCKED IN
"Is the 'Squire to hum?" Inquired
an elonginatetl iudivadual yesterday, who
pushed his had into the Recorder's
office. It being about the dinner hour,
none of the officials happened to be "tu
hum ;" but a couple of cits, who happen
ed to be lounging inside, invited him in,
and enquired his business.
" Well," said he, in a beautiful nasal
"my business ain't much, but tell me
which is the 'Squire V'
"He is at dinner sir," said one of the
pair, "but if yon have anything very
urgent, we will send for him."
"Well, I ain't got much in particular,"
answered the Eastern man, "but just
this mornin' a feller from the piing
State of Illinois played me one of the
alfiredist mean tricks Iv'c been on late
ly
JARS.
Jars of jelly, jars of jam,
Jars of potted beef and ham,
Jars of early goose berries nice,
Jars of mince-pies, jars of spice,
.lars of pickles, all home-made,
Jars of cordial, older-wine,
Jars of honey, superfine--
Would the only jars were these
That occur in families.
Reward of Honesty.
There is something in female honor,
or virtue in a woman, which charms as
much as honesty in a man ; and both
are so rare, and at the same time so in
estimable, that this celebrated distich of
our moral bard will equally apply to
either—
..A Wit's a feather. and a Chief's a rod,
An honest man's the noblest work of God."
The cardinal Farnese, who was Very
properly named the patron of the Poor,
gave public audience once a week to in
digent persons in his neighbdrhood, and
distributed his bounty among them ac
cording to their wants. A woman of
genteel address, but in a dejected, for
lorn condition, presented herself one
day with her daughter, a beautiful crea
ture about fifteen years old, before this
liberal ecclesiastic.
4My lord,' said she, 'the rent - of my
house (five crowns) has been due some
days, and my landlord threatens to turn
me into the street, unless he is paid
within the week. Have the goodness,
my lord Cardinal, to interpose your sa
cred authority, andprotect me from this
dreadful outrage, till by our industry we
can satisfy tha demand of our pursecn
tor.' . .
The Cardinal wrote a billet which he
put into the petitioner's hand, and said
--11-4 o to my steward with this paper,
and receive from him five crowns.' But
the steward on her presenting the docu
ment paid down 50. The woman absolute
ly refused to receive more than five, al
leging that his eminence gave her toix
pect no more; and it must be a mis
take. _ _ .
Both were so convinced of acting lit
erally according to order, that it was
mutually agreed to refer the matter to
the Cardinal himself.
'lt is true,' said he, 'there must be a
mistake.—Give me the paper, and I will
rectify it.' He then returned the billet,
thus rectified, to the woman, saying, 'So
much candor and honesty deserves re
compense. Here—l have ordered you
a thousand crowns. What you can
spare out of it, lay up as a dowry for
your daughter in marriage, and regard
my donation as the blessing of God on
the upright disposition of a pure mind.'
Advice to the Melancholy.
There are many excellent things in
the Portland Tribune ; this advice to the
melancholy,
for instance: " Are you mel
ancholy 1 Go out in the green fields
and let the beautiful sky be reflected in
your bosom. No man can remain under
the harrow of despondency, who catches
the reflections of beautiful objects on his
heart. A landscape—a sheet of water—
the singing of birds, or the prattling of
children way have the desired effect.—
Melancholy is a disease that must be
driven off and not hugged to the affec
tions.
If delightful images fill the eye
and the heart, she will not have an inch
to place her cloven foot upon. If you
sit in the damp corner suffering the spi
ders to play upon your head, the sow
bugs to creep under your feet, and the
mould to gather round your person, who
can wonder that you are sad and melan
choly 1 Away to thelfresh fields and
pure air of heaven. Drink in the de-
Ilights that are breathing from leaf, tree
and rill. Let your spirit catch the in
spiration of heaven, and never again
shall we hear a long sigh, see a vinegar
face, or listen to a doleful song."
Beautiful Answer.
• What wonderful questions childred
often ask and what equally wonderful
answers do they sometimes give. What
can be more touching than the following
anecdote which we find iu the N. Y. Or
gam
A friend of 'ours while dressing a very
young child, a few days ago, said—in
I rather an impatient tone, "You arc such
a lump of shape, it is impossible to
make anything lit you!" The lips of
the child quivered, end, looking up, it
said in a deprecating tone—" God made
me." Our friend was rebuked ; and
the little lump was kissed a dozen
times. _ _ .
"God made me!" Had the wise men
of the world pondered upon n fitting an-'
swer to such a careless remark, for a
century, they could not have found a
better one than flowed naturally and
spontaneously from the wounded heart
of the child. "God made me, mother; it
is not my fault that I am what you thus
seem not to like—such a little lump;
God made me!" Blesvings on the in•
nocent heart, sweet child—"of such are
the kingdom of Heaven."—U. S. Post.
46 Where did you come from ?" asked
Wilki to a beggar in the Isle of Wight.
"From the devil."
" What is going on there'!"
"Much the same us lucre."
" What's that 1"
"The rich taken in, and the poor kept
out,"
WHERE SHALL I'oo ? From the N. Y. Spirit of the Times.
Sotne years since, in the county ofl A Down East Joke Served Ont.
Washtenaw and State of Wolvereena, i A Mr. D., in the town of W. in this
an indictment was found against a cer- State, was applied to by an Irishmanl for
rain man, and his trial was already in the loan of his gun fur a day. Pat was
progress. Some of those in power were unacquainted with its use, and inquired
among the number of his friends, and of D, how to load it. D. supposing that
perceiving that the case was quite sure he was quizzing, said that lie generally
to be unfavorable to the unfortunate vie. i put in about two feet of powder and shot
tim of the law, the ~ ,rthy incumbent of I altogether! The Irishman took the gun
the Bench hinted to the Sheriff the pro- I and started for the field. When
bable result, with a pretty broad intitna- ' cleverly out of sight . he comenced char
tion that it would be well for the prison- ging the gun; "By the powers, an' I
er to give bail—leg bail—and disappear. pity the man that finds game a plinty,"
Accordingly the Sheriff informed his i was his soliloquy as he emptied the
' charge of the probable issue of the suit, I contents of his powder flask into the
and gave hint frequent opportunities, to barrel. He found on putting down the
take care of lihnself. But the fellow wad that the two feet were coining
whose honesty far exceeded his shrewd- short. Next lie emptied his shot pouch
ness would not take the hint, and follow- into the barrel, and found that his tn
ed the Sheriff; faithful as his shadow, munition made only a foot and a half of
ivhereVer lie went. Finally, worn out j load altogether. As luck would have iti
with the apparent stupidity of the pris- Pat did not find any thing in the shape
[ over; the :Sheriff spicing his speech of lawful game to "empty at," so he
[ with certain hard adjettives which •i 0 brtiuglit up at D.'s with the gun in prime,
omit. thus addressed him NVlty in condition. No questions being asked.
. the d-1 don't you run away—you'll be honest Pat respecting his luck, the gun'
convicted and sent to State's prison."— was laid aside and forgotton.
"Run!" said the man in bonds—" ‘‘ here A few days after, D. had occasion to .
. shall I run to 1 I'm in .ifie . higan now!" use his gun: being in haste, he glanced'
This was a poser, and the Sheriff's phi
lanthropy was chilled like a glacier.
NONPLUSSED.
A celebrated writer of vaudevilles be
ing caught recently in a shower, took
refuge under a portico. A very pretty
person soon lifted the window, and after
looking at him attentively for a moment,
sent a servant out to him with an tn
brClla. The next day the delighted au- 1 geance on the Irishman. When he
thor dressed himself up to the last result found him he commenced inquiries as to
of the problem of what was becoming, what the devil he had been doing with
and as the umbrella was an old one, laid , hi s gun—"you blasted bogtrotter, you
it aside as a souvenir, and purchasing a put in powder enough to blow up all the
new one of the costliest state, coped on castles in Mexico!" .
the lady to return her flattering loan.— ' Pat not undersianding him, and sup-
She received the new umbrella evident- pos i ng that he, had not put powder
ly without remarking the change, and enough; replied—"An' sure I put in all
after listening with curious gravity to the the powder and shot I had, and it was
rather pressing tenderness of the drama- full eighteen inches load, if that wasn't
tist's acknowledgement, she soddenly enough, sure I couldn't help it. Faith,
comprehended that he was under the . an' you'll be plaised to load your own
impression that she was enamored of gun next time!"
him, and forthwith naively explained Poor D. shut his other eye and left for
that as lie stood in the way of a gentle- I Canada—the States could't hold him
man who wished to come and see her on
observed, she had sent the umbrella to
get him off the steps
What I have Seen and Heard
'I have seen a lady adorned with costly
apparel, clothed in silk and velvet, with
her fingers ornamented by rings, and her
wrists by jeweled bracelets ; and that
lady's seamstress, who was entirely de
pendent upon her daily garnings, has re
mained unpaid for months.
1 have seen a young girl expend dol
lars on a useless trinket, who half an
hour before, had refused a shilling to a
needy beggar.
I have seen a mother cheerfully lavish
money to purchase her daughters expen
sive and superfluous dresses ; and I have
heard-the same mother grumble that she
had to pay servants such enormous
wages.
1 have heard a wife, whose apartments
were furnished in the most rich and ele
gant manner, and who spared neither
pains or expense in procuring articles,
either for her rooms or wardrobe, com
plain bitterly that her husband took so
many newspapers.
1 have seen a man spend money pro
fusely for the supply of his personal
wants, while at the same time he would
I give the least pittance for any charitable
object.
have heard a wealthy man talk large
ly about sympathy and benevolence,
whose poor relations, struggling bard to
support existence, might have queried
whether he had ever known either of
these qualities except by report.
1 have seen a father give money lav
ishly to a prodigal son, while he has
grudgingly paid all indigent nephew for
his daily labor.
I have seen a man's table covered
with every luxury, whose wood-cutter
had been more than once requested to
take less than the usual price for his
services.
A PERSONAL IiEBUNE.—The late Rev.
Dr.—, of a certain town in Maine,
nn eccentric but honest minister, was
once preaching on the practical virtues,
and having a short time preveously
bought a load of wood of one of the of
ficers of the church, and finding it fall
short in measure, took this occasion to
speak thus plain on the subject:
"Any man that will sell seven feet of
wood for a cord, is no Christian, wheth
er he sits in the . gallery, below, or even
in the deacon's seal"
Dr. Franklin recommends in the
choice of a wife to select from a bunch.
A down cast editor says the common
practice now is to select with a bunch.
irj- Gun-shot wounds arc npw called
Auoting pains,
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at the lock, and seeing that it was cap:
ped, he pulled the trigger at his objectf .
the consequence may be imagined. The
Gun burst into pieces "too numerous to
mention," and the unfortunate joker
found himself, after an indifinite space of
time, looking at the stars as well as he
could with one eye "bunged tight," and
his nose inquiring the way over his
shoulder. His first thought was of ven-
SINGULAR ANECDOTII.—SeveraI years
ago a charity sermon was preached in a
dissenting chapel in the west of England.
When the preacher ascended the pulpit
he thus addressed his hearers: "My
brethren, before proceeding to the duties
of this evening, allow the to relate a
short anecdote. Many years have claps
ed since I was last in this house. Upon
that evening came three men with the
intention of not only scoffing at the
minister, but with their pockets filled
with stones for the purpose of assaulting
him. After he had spoken a few sen
tences, one said, "ll—m him, let us
be at him now;" bin the second replied,
"No, stop till we hear what he makes of
this point." The minister went on,
when the second said, "We've heard
enough now—throw!" but the third in
terfered, saying "He is not so foolish
as I expected; let us hear him out." The
preacher concluded without being inter
rupted. Now, mark me, by brethren—
of these three men, one was executed
three months ago at Newgate, for for
gery; the second at this moment lies un
der the sentence of death in the jail of
this city, for murder—the other (contin
ued the minister with great emotion)—
the third, through the infinite goodness
;of God, is even note about to address you
I—listen to him!
THRILLING INCIDRNT.—At a temperance
meetiug in Philadelphia some years ago,
a learned clergyman spoke in favor of
wine as a drink ; demonstrating- it quite
to his own satisfaction to be scriptural,
gentlemanly, and healthful'. When the
clergyman sat down, a plain elderly man
rose and asked the liberty of saying a
few words--"A young friend of mine,"
said he, '' who had long been intemper•
ate, was at length prevailed on to take
the pledge of entire abstinence from all
that could intoxicate. Ho kept the
pledge faithfully for some time, though
the struggle with his habit was fearful :
till one evening in a social party, glasses
of wine were handed round. They came
to a clergyman present, who took a glass
saying it few words in vindication of the
practice. ‘, Well," thought the young
man, " If a clergyman can take wine,
and justify it so well, why not 11" So
he also took a glass. It instantly re
.. kindled his fiery and slumbering type
\
tite ; and after a rapid downward course
he died of ddir him omens— a raving
1 madman! „ . _
The old man paused for utterance ;
and was just able to add— -" That young
man was my only son; and the clergyman
was the Revel end Doctor who has just
addressed this assembly !"—Temperanu
Banner.
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