BY JAS. CLARK.
POETICAL
WEDDED LOVE.
Come, rouse thee, dearest !—'tis not well
To let thy spirit brood
Thus darkly o'er the cares that swell
Life's current to a flood ;
As brooks, and torrents, rivers, all,
Increase the gulf in which they fall,
Such thoughts by gathering up the rills
Of lesser grief, spread real ills;
And with their gloomy shades conceal
The land-marks hope would else reveal.
Come, rouse thee now! I know thy mind,
And would its strength awaken;
Proud, noble, gifted, ardent, kind—
Strange thou shouldst be thus shaken!
But rouse afresh each energy,
And be what heaven intended thee;
Throw from thy thoughts this weary weight,
And prove thy spirit firmly great ;
I would not see thee bend below
The angry storms of earthly wo.
Full well I know the generous soul
Which warms thee into life,
Each spring which can its power control,
Familiar to thy wife;
For deemest thou she could stoop to bind
Her fate unto a common mind?
The eagle like ambition, nursed
From childhood in her heart, had first
Consumed with its Protnethean flame
The shrine that sunk her so to shame.
Then rouse thecest ! from the dream
That fetterAelr thy powers ;
Shake off this gloom—hope sheds a beam
To gild each cloud which lowers ;
And though at present seems so far
The wished for goal, the guiding star,
With peaceful ray, would light thee on
Until its bounds be won ;
That quenchless ray, thoult ever prove,
16 fond, undying, WEDDED LOVE !
MISCELLANEOUS.
MR. WINTHROP'S SPEECH.
On the 4th inst. the corner stone of a monu
ment to the memory of Washington, was laid at
Washington city, in the presence of a vast mul
titude of the people from every part of the Union.
ROBERT C. WINTHROP of Massachusets,
Speaker of the House delivered a great and
powerful speech on the occasion. We are not
able to publish his remarks at length, but can
not refrain from giving the following eloquent
extracts from it, which deserve to be printed in
letters of gold, and should be read and pondered
by every American citizen, no matter in what
section of this great Union lie resides. Speak
ing of the farewell address of the immortal
Washington, Mr. Winthrop says :
" In that incomparable address in which
he bade farewell to his countrymen at
the close of his Presidential service, he
touched upon many other topics with
the earnestness of a sincere conviction.
He called upon them, in solemn terms,
to 'cherish public credit;' to 'observegood
faith and justice towards all nations ;'
avoiding both 'inveterate antipathies and
passionate attachments' towards any
to mitigate and assuage the unquench
able tire of party spirit, "lest instead of
warming, it should consume ; to abstain
from characterizing parties by geogra
phical distinctions; to promote institu.
tionr for the general diffusion of knowl
edge; to respect and uphold religion
and morality,' those great pillars of hu
man happiness, those firmest props to
the duties of men and of citizens."
"But what can exceed, what can
equal the accumulated intensity of
thought and of expressions with which
he calls upon them to cling to the Union
of the States. " It is of infinite moment"
says he, in the language which we ought
never to bewcary of hearing or of repeat.
ing. " That you should properly esti
mate the immense value of your Nation:
a 1 Union to your collective and individual
happiness ,• that you should cherish a
cordial, habitual, immovable attachment
to it, accustoming yourselves to think
and speak of it as the paladium of your
political safety and prosperity ; watch
ing for its preservation with jealous anx
iety ; discountenancing what ever may
suggest even a suspicion that it can, in
any event, be abandoned ; and indignant
ly frowning upon the first dawning of
every attempt to alienate ai y portion
of our country from the r, or to en
feeble the sacred ties which now link
together the various parts."
" The Union, the Union in every event,
was thus the sentiment of Washington.
'The Union, the Union in any event, let
it be our sentiment this day !
Yes, to-day, fellow citizens, at the
very moment when the extension of our
boundaries and the multiplication of our
territories are producing, directly and
indirectly, ans,ong the different mem
bers of our political system, so many
marked and mourned centrifugal ten
dencies, let us seize this occasion to re
new to each other our vows of allegiance
and devotion to the American Union,
and let us recognize in our common title
to the name and fame of Washington,
and in our common veneration for his
example and his advice, the all sufficient
centripetal power, which shall hold the
thick clustering stars of our confedera
cy in one glorious constellation forever !
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tr
Let the column which we are about to
construct be at once a pledge and an
emblem of perpetual union ! Let the
foundations be laid, let the super
structure be built up and cemented, let
each stone be raised and rivited, in a
spirit of national brotherhood! And
may the earliest ray of the rising sun;
till that sun shall set to rise no more ;
draw forth from it daily, as from the fa
bled statute of antiquity, a strain of na
tional harmony, which shall strike a re
sponsive chord in every heart through
out the Republic !
"Proceed then fellow citizens, with
the work for which you have assembled !
Lay the corner stone of a monument
which shall adequately bespeak the grat
itude of the whole American People to
the illustrious Father of his country !
Build it to the skies ; you cannot out
reach the loftiness of his principles!
Found it upon the massive and eternal
rock ; you cannot make it more enduring
than his fame ! Construct it of the peer
less Parinn marble ; you cannot make
it purer than his life! Exhaust upon it
the rules and principles of ancient and
of modern art ; you cannot make it more
proportionate than his character!
" But let not your homage to his mem
ory end here. Think not to transfer to
a tablet or a column the tribute which
is due from yourselves. Just honor to'
Washington can only be rendered by
observing his precepts and imitating his
example. He has built his own monu
ment. We and those who come after us
in successive generations are its ap
pointed, its privileged guardians. This
wide spread Republic is the true monu- ,
ment to Washington. Maintain its In
dependence. Uphold its Constitution.
Preserve its Union. Defend its Liberty.
Let it stand before the world in all its
original strength and beauty, secureing
peace, order, equality, and freedom to
all within its boundaries, and shedding
light, and hope, and joy upon the path
way of human Liberty throughout the
world ; and Washington needs no other
monument. Other structures may fitly
testify our veneration for him ; this, this
alone can adequately illustrate his ser
i vices to mankind.
" Nor does he need even this. The
Republic may perish ; the wide arch of
our ranged Uuion may fall ; star by star
its glories may expire; stone by stone
its columns and its capitol may moulder
and crumble ; all other names which
adorn its annals may be forgotten ; but
as long as human hearts shall any
where pant or human tongues shall
any where plead, for a true, rational,
constitutional liberty, those hearts shall
enshrine the memory, and those tongues
prolong the fame, of GEORGE WASHING
TON I"
A Beautiful Allegory.
Night kissed the; young rose, and it
bent softly to sleep. And stars shone,
and pure drops hung upon its blushing
bosom, and watched its pure slumbers.
Morning came with her dancing breezes,
and they whispered to the young rose,
and it awoke joyous and smiling. Light
ly it danced to and fro in all the loveli
ness of health and youthful innocence.
Then come the ardent sun-god
sweeping from the East, and he smote
the young rose with his golden shaft,
and it fainted. Deserted and almost
heart-broken, it dropped to the dust in
its loveliness and despair.
Now the gentle breeze, who had been
gamboling over the sea, pushing on the
light bark, sweeping over hill and dale
—by the neat cottage and the still brook
—fanning the fevered brow of disease,
and tossing the curls of inoncent child
hood, came tripping along on the er
rands of mercy and love, and when she
hastened to kiss it, and fondly bathed
its forehead in cool, refreshing showers,
the young rose revived, looked up and
smiled, flung its ruddy arms us if in
gratitude to embrace the kind breeze;
but she hurried quickly away when her
generous task was performed—yet not
without reward, for she perceived that
a delicious fragrance had been poured
on her wings by a grateful rose, and the
kind breeze was glad in her heart,
and went away singing through the
trees.
Thus charity, like the breeze which
gathers a fragrance from the humble
flowers it refreshes, unconsciously reaps
a reward in the performance of its
offices of kindness and love, which steals
through the heart like a rich perfume to
bless and to cheer.
" Will you give me them pennies
now," said a big news-boy to a little one,
after giving him a severe thumping.
"No I won t." "Then I'll give you
another pounding," " Pound • away,
you fool. Me and Dr. Franklin agrees.
Dr. Franklin says, "'rake care of the
pence and the pounds will take care of
themselves."
HUNTINGDON, PA., TUESDAY, JULY 25, 1848.
[From the National Intelligences.)
ANOTHER " DOWNING” LETTFII.
Private Letter to Major Jack Down
ing.
POST OFFICE, DOWNINGVILLE, STATE
OF MAINE, JUNE 30 1818.
DEAR NEPHEW :—Bein our army is
about breakin up in Mexico and coming
home, I thought the best chance to get
a letter to you would be to get your old
friends, Mr. Gales and Seaton, to send
one that way, and may be it might come
across you somewhere on the road, if so
be you are still in the land of the living.
Your aunt Kesiah is in a great worri
ment about you, and is very much fright—
ened for fear somethin has happened,
because we havn't heard nothin from
you since your last letter. 1 try to pa
cify her, and tell her the fighting was
all over, and nothin to do but to finish
up the court martial the lust time you
I writ, and that there isn't agoing to be
any more annexin' till Mr. Cass comes
in President and you'll soon be along.
But all wont pacify her ; she's as uneasy
as a fish out of water, and says she lays
awake halt the night thinking of them
gorillas, for fear they've got hold of you.
So I hope you'll write home as soon as
possible, and let us know whether you
I are dead or alive, and set your aunt Ke
siah's heart to rest.
For any part I hope you will hurry
along back as fast as you can. Our pol
itics is very much mixed up and in a
bad way about the Presidency. It would
puzzle a Philadelphia lawyer to tell how
it's comin out. It was a very unlucky
hit when President Polk sent old Zack
Taylor down to Mexico. He wasn't the
right man. But then I 'spose Mr. Polk
had no idea of what sort of a chap he
had got hold of. It can't be helped now
but its like to be the ruin of our party.
The Democratic party haint seen a well
day since Taylor first begun his Pally
Alto battles ; and now we are all shiv
erin as bad as if we had the fder and
agay. I dont know, after all, but this
annexin' Mexico will turn out to be an
unlucky blow to the party ; for what will
it profit the Democratic party if they
gain the whole world and lose the Pres
idency Ye see, the Whigs have put
up Taylor for President; and it has
completely knocked us all into a cock
ed hat. There isn't one half of us that
knows where we stand or which way
, we are goin ; and there isn't a party
1 fence in the country that is high enough
to keep our folks from jumpin over.—
They are getting kind of crazy, and
seem to feel as if old Hickory bad got
back again, and they was all run
ning to vote for him. The Whigs laugh
and poke fun at us, and say that they
have got as good a right to have a Hick
ory as we Democrats have. We put up
G ineral Cass first, and thought we should
carry it all hollow; for he's a strong
man and took a great deal of pains to
make the party like him all over the .
country. And if the Whigs had done
as they ought to, and put up Clay, or
any one that they had a right to put up
we should a carried the day without any
trouble. But the conduct of the Whigs
has been shameful in this business. In
stead of taking a man that fairly belong
ed to 'em, they have grabbed hold of a
man that got all his popularity out of
the war, and was under the pay of our
Administration, and has been made and
built up by our party, and the Whigs
had no more business with him than
they had with the man in the moan.—
But, for all that, the Wigs had the itn:
pudence to nominate him. Well, that
riled our water all up, so we could'nt
see bottom nowhere. But we soon found
there was a Etat n and whirlin of cur
rents, and the wind and tide was settin
us on to the rocks, in spite of us. We
soon see that old Rough and Ready, as
they call him, was going to be too much
for Cass. But, as we was all making
' up our mind that it was gone goose with
us, Mr. John Iran Buren, of York State
—he's a smart feller, a son of President
Van Buren, and a chip of the old block
—he sings out, " Dont give up the ship
yet ; if one hors ain't enough to draw
the load, hitch on another." Well, the
idea seemed to take ; and they stirred
around and got up another Convention
at Utica in York State, to see who they
should put up, and they all pitched upon
President Van Buren. Mr. Van Buren
patted them on the shoulder, end told
'em to have good courage and go ahead,
for they was on the right track, but they
must hitch on somebody else besides
him, for he had made up his mind four
years ago not to take hold again. But
they stuck to him with tears in their
eyes, and told him there wasn't another
1 man in the country that could draw like
him alongside of Cass, and if he had
still any patriotism foi‘the party left he
musn't say no. And they worked upon
his feelins so much that at last he didn't
say no. So now we've got two candi
dates, Cuss and Van Buren ; and good
strong ones too, both of 'em ; and if we
can't whip Taylor, I think it's a pity.-
1 know as well as I want to that we shall
give him a pesky hard tug. Some are
afraid we aint hardly strong enough yet,
and they've called another Convention
to meet in Buffalo the 9th of August to
put up another candidate. But others
are faint-hearted about it, and say it's
all no kind of use; we may put up twen
ty candidates, and Taylor will whip the
whole lot ; it's a way he has ; he always
did just so in Mexico. It they brought
twenty to one agin him, it made no odds,
he whipt the whole ring, from Pally
Alto to Bona Vista.
So you see what sort of a pickle we're
in, and how much weneed your help jest
now. Dut there's one thing I have on
my mind pretty strong. You know this
appointment in the Downingville Post
Office, that you got Gen. Jaekson to
give me, has always been a great com
fort to me and it would be a sad blow to
me to loose it now in my old age. I
wish you would make it in your way to
call and see General Taylor as you come
along home and try to find out how he
feels towards me; because if he is to be
elected any how, I cant see any use there
would be in biting my own nose off for
the sake of opposing his election. And
I dont think that patriotism to the party
requires it ; and I'm sure prudence
dont.
When you get to Washington, call
and see Mr. Richie and try to comfort
him ; I'm told the dear old gentleman is
working too hard for his strength—out
at nights in the rain, with a lantern in
his hand heading the campaign. Try
to persuade him to be calm and take
good care of himself. And be sure and
ask him how the Federals are going
this election, for we cant find out any
thing about it down here. I used to
know how to keep the run of the Fede
rals, but now there are so many parties,
the Democrats, and Whigs, and Hunk
ers, and Barnburners, and Abolition
folks, and Proviso folks, all cris-crossin
one another, that I have my match to
keep the run of 'em. But your aunt
Kesiah says the clock has struck, and I
must close the mail.
So I remain your loving uncle,
JOSHUA DOWNING, P. M
FEMALE SOCIETY.
You know my opinion 4 qf female so
ciety. Without it we should degenerate
into, brutes. This observation applies
with ten fold force to young men, and
those who are in the prime of manhood.
For, after a certain time of life, the lit
erary man may make a shift (a poor one
I grant) to do without the society of
ladies. To a young man, nothing is so
important as a spirit of devotion (next
to his Creator) to some amiable woman,
whose image may occupy his heart, and
guard it from polution, which besets it
on all sides. A man ought to choose
his wife, as Mrs. Primrose did her wed
ding gown, for qualittes that wear well.
One thing at least is true, that if matri
mony has its cares celibacy has no plea
sure. A Newton, or a mere scholar
may find employment in study; a man
of literary taste can receive in books a
powerful auxiliary; but a man must
have a bosom friend, and children
around him, to cherish and support the
dreariness of old age.—John Randolph
SORROW FOR THE ERRING.—The little
I have seen of the world, says Longfel
low, and know of the history of man
kind, teaches me to look upon their er
rors in sorrow, not in anger. When I
take the history of one poor heart that
has sinned and suffered, and represent
to myself the struggles and temptations
it passed through ; the brief pulsations
of joy ; the tears of regret ; the feeble
ness of purpose; the pressure of want;
the desertion of friends ; the scorn of
the world that has little charity ; the
desolation of the soul's sanctuary and
threatened voices within; health gone;
1 would fain leave the erring soul of my
fellow man with Him from whose hands
he came.
Frightened Black.
A most singular instance of terror is
recorded in the Journal de Medicine,
Salt-petriere. A female of advanced
age, who was so affected with horror on
hearing that her daughter with two
children in her arms, had precipitated
herself out of a window, and were killed
on the spot, that her skin, in a single
night, from head to foot, became as black
as that of a negro. The same passion
turns the hair white, of which many in
stances are now on record.
" No party had ever a higher motive
for exertion, than has the great Demo
cratic party of the United States."—
Gen. Cass' letter of acceptance.
That's a fact. It has the motive of
self preservation. It's root, hog, or
die,
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Presentation of a Medal to General
Taylor.
At New Orleans, on the 3d inst., a
ceremony of a most interesting charac
ter took place at the St. Charles Hotel.
It was the presentation of the gold
al ordered by the State of Louisiana as
as a gift to Major General Zachary
Taylor. A number of persons were
present at the presentation, although it
was not generally known that it was to
be made. The medal was presented by
Levi Pierce Esq., to whom the General
replied as follows :
Gentlemen-1 receive the beautiful
gift of Louisiana, which you offer me in
her name, with sentiments of profound
gratitude and love.
It was her pleasure to have roted me
on a former occasion a magnificent
sword in a manner most flattering to a
soldiers feelings. I was, gentlemen,
even then, overpayed by that memorial
of her kindness, and felt how much I
owed to my position in the army for
honors which perhaps more properly
should go to the untitled soldier.
But a rich gift like that was not
enough for Louisiana; she comes again
to shower honor upon honors, already
too thickly poured, on an undeserving
citizen. And here, for the victory won
by my brave soldiers kit Buena Vista,
she gives me this enduring memorial of
her affection and her kindness.
It is true there were high and gallant
deeds done on the heights of Buena Vis
ta and noble and•precious blood drenched
the parched earth and stained for many
a long step its craggy borders ; but gen
tlemen, of the glory won then 1 have
claimed no more than a soldier's share.
The honor to lead in the fight was a
high one, and that 1 faltered not in this
duty, in this watchful and responsible
place, was enough to satisfy my ambi
tion. Duty was the star of my aurae
tio n, and to do it I would bring at
all times all my strength to prostrate
opposing parties. In performing this
duty a small portion of glory has fallen
on the army under my command—then
let it rest on me. Other men, with an
equal heart and purpose, doubtless could
have done as well as 1. My comrades
in many battles since have testified to
this by their skill and courage, and they
like myself, know full well how much
is due to the subaltern and to the rank
and file.
Gentlemen, I feel sonic pleasure in
knowing that compliments like these
paid to the commanding officer, in spirit
if not in terms, always include this brave
soldiery ; and I think 1 err not when I
vouch for their satisfaction for all per
ils when their country votes them its
public thanks.
To Louisiana, then, I return my most
grateful obligations, and I pray you,
gentlemen, bear them to her citizens, as
a feeble acknowledgment of a large
debt I owe this noble State.
Paddy and the Echo.
" Patrick! where have you been this
hour or morel You must not absent
yourself without my permission!'
" Och, Myer more ivill 1 du the like,
.. 11
4 . Well, give an account of yourself—
you seem out of breath." .
"1 Faith, the same I am ; I sliver was
in such fear since 1 came to Ameriky.—
I'll tell you all about it sir, when I get
breath onst agin."
"I beard ye tilling the gint]emen of
the wonderful echo, sir, over in the
woods behint the big hill. I thocht by
what ye said uv it, that it bate all the
echoes uv ould Ireland, sir, and so it
does, by the powers ! Well, I jist run
over to the place you was spaking uv,
to converse a bit with the wonderful
creather. So said I, " hillo, hullo!"
says I, and sure enough the echo says,
Hills, hillo, hillo, ye noisy rascal !'
"I thocht that was very quare, and
says ' hullo,' agin."
"Hullo, yourself," says the echo, "you
begun it furst."
" What the divil are ye made uv
says I.
" Shet your mouth," says the echo."
"So, said I, 'ye blatherin spalpeen,
ye was flesh and blood, like an hon
est man, that ye isn't, I'd hammer ye
till the mother uv ye wouldn't know her
impedint son.' "
"And what do yen think the echo
says to that, sir 1 Scamper ye baste
uv a Paddy,' says he, "or faith if I
;catch ye I'll break ivry bone in your
; ugly body.' An' it hit my head with
stone, sir, that was nigh knocking the
poor brains out uv mc. So I run as fast
as iver I could: and praised bo all the
saints, I'm here to tell ye uv it, sir, I t '
am."
Best Preservative.
When a young man has a love for
reading, and of course a healthful relish
for intellectual pleasures, he has become
upsessed of one of the best preserva
tives against dissipation.
VOL. XIII, NO. 80.
Reftising to Drink with Washing;
Towards the close of the Revolution
ary war, says Dr. Cox, an officer had
occasion to transact some business with
Gen. Washington, and repaired to' Phil
adelphia for that business. Before leav
ing, lie received an invitation to dine
with the General, which was accepted,
and upon entering the room he found'
himself in the company of a large num
ber of ladies and gentlemen. As they
were mostly strangers to him, and he
was of a naturally modest and unassu
ming disposition, he took a seat near
the foot of the table, and refrained from
taking part in the conversation. Just
before dinner was concluded, General
Washington called him by name mid re
quested him to drink a glass of wine
with him.
"You will havo the goodness to ex
cuse me, General," was the reply, " as,
I have made it a rule not to take wine."
All eyes were instantly turned uped
the young officer, and a murmur of sur
prise and horror ran around the room..
That a person should bo so unsocial and
so mean as to never drink wine, was re
ally too bad; but that he should abstain
from it on an occasion like that, and
even when effered to him by Washing
ton himself, was perfectly intolerable !
Washington saw at once the feelings of,
his guests, and promptly addresSed
them :—" Gentlemen," said he, Mr.
is right. Ido not wish any of
my guests to partake of any thing
against their inclination, and I certain- .
ly do not wish them to violate any es
tablished principles in their social inter
course with me. I honor Mr.------ for
his frankness, for his consistency in thus
adhering to an established rule which
can never do him harm, and for the
adoption of which, I have no doubt, he
has good and sufficient reasons."
Be Don't Swear.
Major Gaines, of Kentucky, said, in
his speech at Feneuil Hall :—" Taylor
does not swear. I have known him long,
have slept in his tent and been on the
most intimate terms with him ; yet I
never heard him utter a profane word.
Once, though, I remember hie telling
me, he was sorely tried. It was at the
battle of Okeechobee, where the Mirsou
ri volunteers were so hard pressed, that
they fell into disorder, and finally re
treated: ' Where arc you going ?' asked
Col. Taylor, riding up to their head.—
They said that they had been ordered
to retreat. You lie, you scoundrels !'
answered Taylor. ' Mid,' said old Zack,
' I believe I cursed them.'"
DESERTERS FROM THE AKIN.-A wri
ter in the New Orleans Delta states that
since the commencement of the war
there Were at least one thousand deser
tions from the American to the Mexican
army ; that numbers of them were rec
ognized at Queretaro by their old com
rades ; and that they have been the mail!
stay of the Mexican Government in re
pressing manifestations of mutiny and
disaffection by the Mexicans against the
administration of Pena y Pena.
TALL VISITING.-A Cincinnati paper
says there are people in that city who
visit each other by passing along the
roofs of the houses and entering by the
skylight. The houses are so construct
ed as to make this mode of visiting per
fectly convenient. A very good notion.
To sit on the house top on a Summer
evening, when a cooling breeze is pas-
sing by, and court the object of your
affections, must be a very delightful
mode of sparking.
11_7- A lawyer once jeeringly aFlred a
a Quaker if he could tell the dilferente
between also and likewise?
"0, Yes," said the Quaker, pertly,
"Erskine is a great lawyer ; his talents
are admired by every one: you arc a
lawyer also, hot not like-wise."
"Do you know all the rocks in
this harbor asked the master 40 - a ves
sel of an Irish pilot. " refs, your honor,
and"—here the ship struck—" there's
one of thim!"
D' An Irish gentleman parting with
a lazy servant was asked whether she
was afraid of work 1
" Oh ! not at ell !" said he—" she'll
frequently lie down end fall aslape by
the side of it I"
Try It.—The more a man works , the
lees time he will have to grumble bout
hard times.
"Hard tinies ! and we - must make the
most of what little we have," as the
grocer said when he watered the vine
gar.
Why is a dog with arm Zen leg like
a boy cyphering in arithmetic Be
cause he puts down three and carries
one.
ScofF not at the natural defects of any
which are not in their power to mend.
Oh ! 'tis cruelty to beat a cripple with
his own crutches.