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BY JAS. CLARK,
POPULAR SONGS,
[From the Harrisburg Telegraph.]
"Old Zack upon the Track."
We've got old Zack upon the track,
He'll soon put Lewis on his hack.
In Mexico he whipped a nation—
November next he'll thrash creation.
Get out of the way for Rough and Ready,
The country needs an arm that's steady.
t)h, Lewis Cass, he went to France,
King Phillipe showed him how to dance,
Ile dressed him up in clothes so fine,
Then let him come with him to dine.
Get out of the way, poor Cass unsteady,
ThOught People were too Rough acid Ready
Cass forthwith set at work to make
Americans all a Court dress take :
To cost a'hundred dollars or more—
And would'ut introduce the Poor !
Get out of the way, the toiling masses
Hate Court dress and Courtier Causes !
Courtly manners, Courtly dress
Perfumed locks, and Kings caress,
These are decent, says our Cass,
Taylor is too Rough to pass.
Get out of the way,—for the People steady
Like to vote for Rough and Ready.
Though Rough, he has an honest heart,
From virtue's path he'll ne'er depart ;
But always bravest of the brave
He's just the man the People crave.
Get out of the way, for Rough and Ready
Is just the man to keep things steady.
At Washington, in March, next spring,
For President Taylor shouts will ring
While Cass en-cared up on the lakes
Hears how a Taylor's Court dress takes!
Get out of the way, for Zachariah,
He's the White House purifier !
NoTE.—The last chorus may be substituted
fur every verse, perhaps, with advantage.
C. 71 enclose you a "Rough and Ready Ode"
from the pen of a distinguished member of Con
gres who sometimes, for recreation and by way
of relief from more arduous duties, " wooed the
adored nine."
POTOMAC
[From the Baltimore Patriot.]
Rough and Ready Ode.
Who goes for old Zach
Said Tom to stout Jack,
Why I, says the true hearted sailor ;
Not a Sawney or Pat
But will throw up his hat
And hurrah for General Taylor,
Hurrah for General Taylor !
The lads at the plough
Are in for it now,
And the workies are stiff, strong and steady
Bos, master and boy,
All roaring with joy,
Give three cheers for old Rough and Ready,
Three cheers for old Rough and Ready.
Every mountain and plain,
From Texas to Maine,
River, mine, hi:ruse and towering steeple ;
The grave and the gay,
By night and by day—
Hurrah for the man of the people,
Hurrah for the man of the people.
The girls always true,
Pretty Sal, and sweet Sue,
Weave their garlands so fragrant and gay ;
The hero to grace,
Whose honor we trace,
From the Sabire'to strong Monterey,
From the Sabine to strong Monterey.
MISCELLANEOUS,
AN AFFECTING ILTOIIV
A Scene at Sea.
The war had broken out between England
and France : Bonaparte had broken the treaty of
Amiens all was consternation amongst our
countrymen in India, particularly those who had
valuable 'cargoes at sea, and those who were
about to return to their native land. I was one
of the latter class ' • so I joyfully accepted n pas
sage home on board a Dane—Denmark, as yet,
remaining neuter in our quarrel.
So far as luxury went, I certainly found her
very inferior to our regular Indiamen ; but, as a
sailor, she wus far superior, and in point of dis
cipline, her crew was as well regulated, and as
strictly commanded, as the crew of a British
man of war. In fact, such order, regularitf and
implicit obedience, I could never have believed
to exist on board a merchantman.
The chief mate was gne of the finest young
men 1 ever saw. He had just been promoted to
his present post—not from mere fact of his be
ing the owners son, but really from sterling mer
it. He was beloved by the crew ' amongst whom
he had served, as is usual in the Danish service,
five years, and was equally popular with his
brother officers, and the passengers returning to
Europe.
The only bad character we had on board was
the cook, a swarthy, ill looking Portuguese,
who managed, somehow or other, daily to cause
some.. disturbance amongst the seamen. For
this he had often been reprimanded ; and the
evening when this sketch opens, he had just
been released from irons, into which he had been
ordered for four-and-twenty hours by the chief
mate, for having attempted to poison a sailor,
who had offended him. In return for having
punished him thus severely, the irritated Portu
guese swore to revenge himself on the first offi
cer. . .
„..
The•mate, who was called Charles, was walk
ing in the waist with a beautiful young English
girl, to whom he was engaged to be married,
stopping occasionally to admire the flying fish,
as they skimmed over the surface of the water,
pursued by their cruel destroyer, talking over
the anticipated bliss their union would confer,
Their hopos and fears, the approval of their pa-
Tents, their bright prospects, indulging in future
scenes' of life, as steadily as the trade wind be
fore.which they were quietly running—when
suddenly, ere a soul could interpose, or even
[inspect hie design, the cook rushed forward and
buried his knife, with one plunge, into the heart
of the unfortunate young man, who fell without
a cry, as the exulting Portuguise burst forth in
to a demonise laugh of triumph.
Unconcious of the full extent of her bereave
ments, the poor girl'hung over him and as a
fltttingbon
fiend, who had rushed forward to support him,
drew the knife from his bosom, her whole dress,
which was white, was stained with blood.
With an effort, Charles turned towards her,
gave her one last look of fervent affection, and,
as the blade left the wound, fell a corpse into
the arms of him who held him. *"t
By this time the captain had came on ack.
He shed tears like a child, for he loved poor ,
Charles as his own son. The exasperated crew
would instantly'have fallen on the assassin, and GEN. TAYLOR ON THE BATTLE
taken summary vengeance—so truly attached had FIELD.
they been to the chief mate—and were only kept Lieutenant Corvine gives the following inte
within bounds by their commanders presence.
The cook, who appeared to glory in his deed, resting sketch of "Old Zack" on the bloody
was instantly seized and confined. The corpse battle-field of Buena Vista :
was taken below, while the wretched betrothed 44 By way of illustrating an important
was carried, in a state of insensibility, to her characteristic of Gen. Taylor, to wit,
cabin.
Eight bells had struck the following evening, determination, I will briefly relate a
when I received a summons to attend on deck. scene that occured on the battle ground
I, therefore, instantly ascended, and found the of Buena Vista, during the action of the
whole of the crew, dressed in their Sunday
23d. At a time when the fortunes of
clothes, together with all the officers of the ship,
and the male passengers, assembled.
Th e ~,e n the day seemed extremely problemati
off duty were lining either side of the deck; the cal—when many on our side even d is
captain, surrounded by his officers, was standing I paired of success—old Rough and Ready
immediately in front of the poop ; and the body as he is not inaptly styled, whom you
of the unfortunate victim lay stretched on a i
must know, by the by, is short, fat and
grating, over which the national flag of Denmark ;
had been thrown, immediately in the centre. In dumpy lit person, with remarkably short
an instant, I saw that I had been summoned to , legs—took his position on a command
be present at the funeral of the chief mate, and I ing height, over looking the two
my heart beat high with grief as I uncovered
my head, and stepped on the quarter deck. I armies. This was about three or per-
It was nearly a dead calm :we had passed the haps four o'clock in the afternoon. The
trades, and were fast approaching the Line; the enemy, who had succeeded in gaining
sun had begun to decline, but still burnt with a an advantageous position, made a fierce
fervent heat : the sails hung listlessly against charge u p on our columns, and fought
the masts, and the main sail was broiled up, in ..-
order to allow the breeze, should any rise, to go with a desperation that seemed for a
forward. I had observed all the morning a still time to insure success to their arms.
more sure indication of our approach to the tor- The struggle lasted for some time. All
rid zone. Through the clear blue water, I had the while, Gen. Taylor was a silent spec
remarked a couple of sharks following the ves
sel, accompanied by their usual companions the tator,hiscountenanceexhibiting the most
pilot fish. This the sailors bad expected as a anxious solicitude, alternating between
matter of course—as they supersticiously believe hope and despondency. His stall;percei v
that these monsters of the deep always attach I ing Isis perilous situation (for he was ex
themselves to a ship in which a dead body lies,
anxiously anticipating their dreadful meal. In posed to the fire of the enemy,) approach
their appearance, however, I only saw the usual led him and implored him to retire. He
announcement of our vicinity to the Line. heeded them not. His thoughts were in-
In such weather, placed in a ship, which seems tent upon victory or defeat. He knew not
to represent the whole world—shut out from all
at this moment what the result would be.
save the little band which encircles its, with the
wide and fathomless elements around us—th e He felt that that engagement was to de
etherial throne from which God seems to look Bide his fate. He had given all his orders,
down upon us :at one moment our voice rising and se l ecte d hi s position. If the day
in solemn prayer for one we have loved, and the
went against him he was irretrievably
next the splashordivided waters as they receive in
their bosom the creature He has rode—all these, lost ;if for him, he could rejoice in com
et such a moment, make the heart thrill with a mon with his countrymen, at the trium
deeper, awe—a closer fellowship with its Crea- pliant success of our arms. Such seem
tor—than any resident on shore can know—a red to be his thoughts—his determine
consiousness of the grandeur of God and the fee- j .
'ileum a., which those alone can feel who tion. And when he saw the enemy give
~ go down is ships, and see the wonders of the way, and retreat in the utmost confusion,
deep." he gave free vent to his pent up feelings.
I took my place with the other passengers.— His right leg was quickly disengaged
Not a word was spoken, for we all beliZved we
were about to witness the last rites performed frompommel of the saddle, where it
the p
over our late friend, and, consequently; stood in I had remained during the whole of the
anxious silence; when suddenly a steady tramp fierce encounter—his arms, which were
was heard, and the larboard watch, with drawn I calmly folded over his breast, relaxed
cutlasses, slowly marched down the waist, es- their hold—his feet fairly danced in the
corning the murderer, whom they conducted to
the side of the corpse, then withdrew a few pa- stirrups, and his whole body was in mo
tes, and formed' a line, which completed the lion. It was a moment of the most in•
hollow square. tense interest. His face was suffused
We now began to exchange glances. Surel:i„,
with tears. The day was won—the vie.
the assassin had not been brought here to wit- '
ness the burial of his victim—and yet what else tory cemplate—his little army saved
should it lie for 1 Had it been for trial, (as we • from the disgrace of a defeat, and he
had heard that the Danes often proceed to instant could not refrain front weeping for joy
and summary punishment) we should probably at what had scented to so many, but a
have seen the tackle prepared for hanging, the
culprit at the yard-arm. This, was not the , moment before , as an impossible result.
case: and we all, therefore, felt puzzled as to Long may the noble and kind hearted
the_meaning of the scene. I old hero live to enjoy the honors of his
We were long kept in doubt. The second num erous victories, and many other hon•
mate read from a paper, which he held in his that a
hand, the full powers delegated to the captain to ors a grateful Country will ere long
hold court martini, and curry their sentences bestow upon him.
into effect, the law in similar cases, &c., &c. ;
and called on the prisoner to know whether he
would consent to be tried in the Danish language.
To this he willingly assented, and the court was
declared open.
The flag was withdrawn from the face of the
corpse ; and even the monster who had struck
the blow shuddered as he beheld the calm, al
most seraphic, look of him whom he had strick
en.
The trial now proceeded in the most solemn
manner. Evidence of the crime was adduced,
and the deed clearly brought home to the accu
sed. I confess that my blood turned cold when
I saw the knife produced, which had been used
as the instrument of the murder, and the demon
like smile of the prisoner as he beheld it, stain
ed as it was with the blood of one who had been
forced by his duty to punish him.
After a strict investigation, the captain ap
pealed to all present, when the prisoner was
unanimously declared guilty.
The officers put on their hats and the captain
proceeded to pass sentence. Great was my sur
prise (not understanding one word which the
commander said) to see the culprit throw him
self on his knees and begin to sue for mercy.—
After the unfeeling and obdurate manner in
which he had conducted himself, such an appeal
was unaccountable ; for it was quite evident he
did not fear death, or repent the deed he hail
committed. What threatened torture could thus
bend his hardened spirit, I was at a loss to con
jure.
Four men approached and lifted up the corpse.
A similar number seized the prisoner, while ten
or twelve others approached with strong cords.
In a moment, I understood the whole, and could
not wonder at the struggles of the murderer, as
I saw him lashed back to back, firmly, tightly,
without the power to move to the dead body of
his victim. His cries were stopped by a sort
of gag, and, writhing as he was, he, with the
body, was laid on the grating, and carried to
the gangway. The crew mounted on the net
tings, and up the shrowds; A few prayers from
the Danish burial-service were read by the
chaplain on board, and the dead and the living,
the murderer and his victim, were launched into
eternity, bound together.
As the dreadful burden separated the clear
waters, a sudden flash darted through their trans
parency, and a general shudder went round as
each one felt it was the expectant shark that
rushed forward for his prey. I caught a glance
of the living man's eye as he was falling : it
haunts me even to this moment—there was
more than agony in it!
We paused only for a few minutes, and ima
gined we saw some blood-stains rising to the
HUNTINGDON, PA,, TUESDAY, JUNE 27, 1848.
'dace. Not one amongst us could remain to
!e more. We turned away and sought to for-
EA the stern and awe-insp,ring punishment we
ad seen inflicted.
Of course, strange sights were related as hav
ing appeared to the watches that night. For
myself, I can only say, that I was glad when a
sudden breeze drove us far from the tragic
scene.
BE A Goon NEIGIIHOR.—Some men are
aluays in hot water, and are never on
good terms with their neighbors.—
What is worse than to quarrel with a
next door neighbor 1 The tooth-ache is
nothing to it. You cannot bear any
thing from pne of his family. If his chil
dren are in your yard or on your fence,
they must be driven away with harsh
words—poor innocent things! who have
not yet learned the ways of the world.
—You forbid your wife—who is perhaps
disposed to forgive and forget—never to
borrow from or lend to the wife of your
adversary— not to speak to his children,
or have any thing whatsoever to do with
the family. Does not a man feel badly
who has such a disposition ;arid quarrels
with his neighbor '1
We pray you, be. a good neighbor.—
Overlook the foibles and faults of your
friend. If he is morose and sour in his
disposition, there is more necessity for
you to be forbearing, mild and persua
sive. You have but a short time to live;
0 spend your days in pcace.—Portland
Umpire.
A Sermon for Young Ladies.
Dow, Jr. in one of his late sermons, gives the
following advice to young Ladies :
"My young maidens—l know you
all want to get married as soon as you
enter your teens ; but it is better to re
main single and live upon the cold soup
of solitude than to marry misery and
wed woe. I have but a povertys-trick
en opinion of the majority of my sex.
They are corrupted by the miscalled re
finements of the age, so. inflated with
pride, so fooled by passion, so afraid of
the soil on which they live, so given to
cultivating whiskers and mustaches,
while their morals are in the most
wretched state for want of weeding, and
so overgrown with hair, vanity and la
ziness, that scarcely one in twenty is
worth being entrusted with a wife."
SUMMER.
Summer is come again, bright and
beautiful as it ever cometh, for the trees
and flowers never looked more lovely
than they do now ; and although ' man '
sinned against his Maker, and was dri
ven from the Garden of Eden—that
garden in which the angels walked, and
conversed with Adam—still God, in His
goodness adorned the hills and fields
with leaves and blossoms, as beautiful
as we can imagine ever waved in Para
dise, that their presence might gladden
our hearts, and call forth our praise and
gratitude, while looking upon the won
derful workmanship of his hands.
Many a time while at school have we
talked about this delicious season, often
wondering if we should find the young
birds bopping about the neighborhood
of the old nest, in the same green haw
thorn hedge where they had built year
after year; and often have we fancied
that we could hear the sheep bleating
bdiide the brook, where they had been
driven to be washed ;—we imitated the
shout of the glad cuckoo, and recalled
the very spot where we heard her sing
ing in the sunshine, as she stood perch
' ed upon the topmost bough of the old
ash-tree. We assembled in little groups,
and planned many an excursion, in our
minds, to places where hundreds of
sweet wild flowers grew; to solitudes
where the water-hen swam, and built,
and dived, and reared her young; where
the tall bulrushes waved, and the bend
ing water -flags nodded to their shadows
lin the clear stream. Our memory flew
back to the green straggling lanes, and
fields that sloped clowli from the foot of
many a rounded hill ; to mornings when
the world seemed bathed in sunshine,
and the smell of the hawthorn mingled
with the sweet breath of the cows, as
we drove them homeward at milking
, time—or mounted on the broad backed
horses, rode them to water in the clear
pool beside the wood, before they drag
. gad the heavy wagon into the hayfield.
In fancy we saw the wide village green,
where the crickets were wont to assem
ble, and the bank by the river side,
where we spent so mnny happy hours in
angling ; for old home scenes and•
healthy pastimes seemed to arise before
us with a pleasanter look, as the sum
mer holy-days drew nearer, and our
hearts beat lighter as we hailed the sea
' son of birds and flowers; and forests
with their rich perfume, and skies hung
with blue, where clouds change from
silver to purple, then become golden as
they gather around the setting sun—
for to us summer was ever the happiest
season of the year.
Up and away, then, "my merry men
I all,"as Robin Hood says to his fores
' tars in the old ballad, and we will ram
' ble together through the fields and
woods, over many a high hill, and be
side many a pleasant brook, and talk
1 about the wonderful things which we
are sure to meet with in our way. We
will gaze upon the great oak which
seems to grow up into the very sky, and
examine the graceful form of the small
' i cup-moss which is scattered around its
twisted roots on the earth; look upon
the huge ox that lows in the meadows,
and shakes the earth with its heavy
tread ; and talk about the little harvest
' mouse, which would not more than
• , weigh down a farthing were it it placed
in the opposite scale. We will visit the
spot where the fierce hawk builds its
nest, and show you the home which the
titimouse erects for her young ones.—
We will leap, and run, and shout, and
sing that little woodland song of Shaks
peace's until we make the old hills echo
again, as they ring back the chorus,
while we merrily exclaim, from the very
joyousness of our hearts,
,4 Under the greenwood tree?
Who loves to lie with me,
And tune his merry note
• Come hither—come hither."
Iron Furniture.
An intelligent writer for one of the
city papers, who speaks from personal
observation, alluding to Iron furniture
says:—iron bedsteads, sofas and the
like, are beginineto attract attention.
The specimens that may be seen at
Wood's extensive works on the Ridge
Road, certainly strike the eye as far su
perior to wood, in neatness and beauty
of design, to say nothing of their supe
rior durability.
Nearly all the public institutions in
New York have provided their dormito
ries with iron bedsteads, and many of
the Hotels are doing the same thing.—
These bedsteads afford no harbor for in
sects, which is certainly an additional
recomendation.
(117' A native of the Emerald Isle, the other
day on hearing of the Revolution in France, the
flight of the king and his family, the triumph of
the democracy, and the establishment by the
people of a provisionary government, extlaimed,
4 , By St. Patrick, and is not that the thing that
sweet Ireland wants 1 A provisionary govern
ment for ever ! By the powers, the only gov
ernment she now has is a atarcstionary one.
Ontnti4
Gen. Taylor 9 S Humanity.
One of the most striking characteristics of
Gen. Taylor is his universal kind-hearaedness.
Col. Haskell, of Tennessee, who was with Gen.
Taylor on the Rio Bravo, tells the following an
ecdote of him :
"On one occasion, Gen. Taylor was
descending the Rio Grande, on a small
steamboat, with a large number of dis
charged sick soldiers on board. The
boat being very crowded, these poor fel
lows had been very uncomfortably stow:
ed away on the deck, as the lowest part
of the western steamboat-is termed.—
As soon as Gen. Taylor ascertained
their condition, he ordered the officers,
&c., out of the cabin, and had the sick
men all transferred to their places. He
himself took a blanket and gave up his
berth. The night passed, and in the
morning, there was a good deal of inqui
ry for Gen. Taylor ; but nobody could
tell where he was. At length, one of
the servants in the boat mentioned that
a man was lying rapped up in a blanket,
on the forecastle. The officers repair
ed thither, and found the old man truly
there, and still locked in his honest
sleep, with his blanket wetted and soil
ed by the slop-water which the servant,
supposing him to be some common sol
dier, had carelessly swept against him.
of Was b ; n n e o v t o
l t e h n i c s
e a studyan d
self-denf or tli L
l a
, cm i l l f r e i r m s
conquering General of the American
Army sleeping in his blanket, in the
open air, on the forecastle of a steam
boat, whilst his berth was occupied by a
poor soldier, without rank, but receiving
his generous consideration because dis
abled by disease, contracted in the ser
vile of his-country.
John Quincy Adams.
The London Standard thus remarks on the
speeches in Congress, on the occasion of the
death of this venerable patriot:
" If the speakers whom we have quo
ted are representatives of the prevailing
spirit of the United States, there is lit
! tle cause to wonder at their prosperity;
at all events, the gentlemen from whose
speeches we have made extracts, have
faithfully discharged their duty in sus
taining the religious feeling of their
fellow citizens ; and with such a glori
ous subject as the religious life of John
Quincy Adams before them, they have
had a great opportunity. Such as he,
"being dead yet speak," and they who
commemorate his worth, do little more
than give a voice to piety and every oth
er virtue.
We own that we are humbled when
we reflect that, except it were Sir Rob
ert Inglis or Lord Ashley—men other
wise distinguished above the reach of
sneers by talents, character and services
—scarce any member of our House of
Commons would dare to speak with the
courage with which the American gen
tlemen have illustrated that freedom
from " that consummation of all folly,
the fear of man," by confessing " the
fear of God, which is the beginning of
alf wisdom." It is thus that a man likis
John Quincy Adams, even from his
grave, pours blessings upon his coun
try."
A YANKII.E IN PA/U.S.-Among the combatants
of the three days on the popular side, was a
Western Yankee, who fought at one of the bar
ricades, showing Johnny Crapeau how Kentuck
ians drop "em."
This here shooting iron aint worth a darn,
said he to a comrade. If I had one of Wes
son's I'd show 'en, how to centre up."
At this moment a Frenchman came up and
asked for a musket.
4 , We hain't got none to spare," said the Yan
kee. But jest you hold on a shake and I'll
manage it. Look at that 'ere grenadier that is
pinting his old roarer at rue. Prehaps he coulddn't
hit a barn door if he tried."
Bang ! went the Yankee's musket and down
went the grenndier. Leaping down from the
barricade he picked up the musket of the fallen
man, handed it to the new corner, and went on
loading and tiring as coolly as ever, shouting
ever and anon— ,4 Veeve lay Raypublic.."
WELL ANSWERED.-A Quaker who
was examined before a court, not using
any other language than " thee," " thou"
and "friend," was asked by the presi
ding Judge:
"Pray 111 r.-, do you know what
we sit here for V'
"Yes, verily do I," said the Quaker;
" three of you for two dollars a day
each, and the fat one in the middle
for one thousand dollars a year."
My dear," said a husband to his
affectionate better half, after a matrimo
nial squabble, "you will never be per
mitted to go to heaven !" " Why not i"
" Because you will be wanted as a tor
ment below !"
" Jim!"
"Hullo!"
. I've got a connundrum for you."
" Have you 1 give it to us—l'm good
for it."
"Suppose my wife was to fall over
board some day, what letter of the alpha-
bet would express my wish in regard to
her 1"
" Letter B, (let her be,) of course
VOL, XIII; NO, 26.
OLD ZACK AND IRS MEN.
It is said that the night before the bat
tle of Monterey, a number of the regu
lars as well as volunteers, were trying
to make themselves scarce ! When Old
Zack heard of this feeling amongst the
men, he ordered an old man not scared
at trifles, but who had been found crawl
ing off under very suspicious circum
stances, to be brought before him.—
" Why, Borden," said Old Zack, "I'm
told you were trying to desert your 6)1-
ors—you. certainly nre not a man of that
stripe 1" " Well, Gineral," said the
' downcast soldier, " to tell you the God's
truth, I was, and am sort of skeer'd a
little i for they say old Santy's got 'bout
fifty thousand the best troops in Mexico,
has picked his ground, and will give the
boys here the hardest fight any of us
ever did see ! So I thought there'd be
a mighty small chance for our crowd
to-morrow, and the best chance for a
while woald be to—." " Well you
go back to your mess, things do look a
little desperate to-night, but do your du
ty to-morrow, and if we lose the fight,
come and find me, and I'll desert wuh
you !"
Too Fssr.—A young Scotchman having woo
ed a buxom damsel, persuaded her to accompa
ny him to a Scottish Justice of the Peace, to
have a ceremony performed. They stood meek
ly under the operation, until the magistrate was
laying the damsel under obligations to obey her
husband. " Say no more about that, air," said
the half made husband—" if this hand remains
upon my body, I'll make her obey me." "Are
we married yet 1" said the expected maiden to
the ratifier of covenants heween man and wo
man. 44 No," said the wondering Justice.—
" Ah ! very well," cried she, 4, we will finish
the remainder to-morrow I" and away skipped
the damsel, congratulating herself on her nar
row escape.
FIRST ImraEssums.—A youngster from
one of the back towns the other day,
made his first visit to the empire city.
After leaving the boat and reaching
Broadway, his 'mind was bewildered
with itntnese numbers moving to and
and fro in that great thoroughfare. He
could account for the concourse he wit
nessed in no other way than the usual
cause of large gatherings in his own
neighborhood, and in his verdant sim
plicity, remarked to his friend that
"there must be n meeting somewhere."
IxcinEvr.—A fashionable young lady recent
ly met her plain old grandmother at the Springs.
The old lady's heart was filled with innocence
and simplicity, and her ideas of fashion never
went beyond a straight coat and plain cap.—
When, therefore, she met her dear grandchild,
the first time for many years, and saw her a dis
figured invalid, she was shocked and almost
fainted. When her emotion had a little subsided,
she turned with tears in her eyes, and said—
,4 Margaret, honey, thee may get well ; but in
deed I fear the waters will never cure thee of
this dreadful thing, (laying her hand on Marga
ret's fashionable hilstle.). 0 ! how awful thee
must feel about it." •
4 6 FIRE, MURDER AND THUNDER."
—Under this head a Western editor
holds forth as follows : •
, 4 0 you tarnal sapheads, you green-tailed liz
ards, why don't you come along up and pay for
your paper I Do you suspect that lam such a
consummate block-head, such a short-sighted,
white-livered numskull, such an infernal fool, a ,
to stay here and print, right in the midst of a
swampy country, where the air is so dense with
ague that you have to cut your way through
with a broad axe; where it SHAKES the hair oil
the hack and the teeth out of the mouth of the
very wild hog itself, unless you pay for it ! If
you do, you're sucked, that's all."
AN EMPEROR AND MECDANIC.-While Napo
leon was on the throne, a poor American cam,
to Paris. He had un invention which he wish,'
to show the Emperor. Napoleon paid but little
attention to it, and he went away. That was
Robert Fulton, whose invention of the steam
boat has changed the face of the world ; which
is this day bringing the ends of the earth togeth
er ; and has done more for the happiness of man-
kind than fifty Ronapartes.
Good Time Corning.
There's a good time coming boys,
A good time coming ;
Subscribers shall not wait for duns,
But Hood us with their twos and ones
In the good time coming;
Our advertisers shall increase,
Our patronage grow stronger,
And we, with creditors at peace,
Wait—a leetle longer.
(ri'-The editor of the Burlington (Vt.)
Free Press perpetrates the following at
the close of a paragraph, touching the
merits of the immortal Gen. Boinbastes
Pillow :
We hang our harps upon the wilier,
Whene'er we think of Gideon Piller,
The man who digs, for Polk and Marcy,
His ditch and breast-works vica VAHSEY."
I SOMETHING IN THE TEMPERANCE WAY.
—How is it possible for the sons of Tem
perance to live in accordance with their
motto of love and unity, while there arc
so many Divisions among theml—Johy
Donkey.
A CASE IN POINT.-" The Whigs pnv
a high compliment to Mr. Polk when
they affirm that he made the war; for it
has covered the nation with glory." So
say the Demacrats. Equally strong
would be the inference which might he
drawn in favor of the man who fired his
own house. It was a glorious act, be
cause it covered the firemen who extin
guished it with glory.