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Y JAS. CLARK.
THE " OLD WHITE HOSS.”
Come join in the shoutfor the man we love best,
Hum for Old Zachary Taylor.
The friend of our own Harry Clay of the West,
Hurra for Old Zachary Taylor.
We'll give them a sight of the old White loss,'
He'll give to the locos particular goSs,
They'll see him at Washington when he is boss.
Hurra for Old Zachary Taylor.
lle's trusty as steel to his word and his friend,
Thu' they tried to subdue him, he never would
We'll give them n sight &c.
The Locos have put Lewis Cass on the track,
We'll give them a touch ofour gallant old Zack ;
• Ilurra &c.
We'll give them n sight, &c.
A health to our warrior our champion and friend,
Ile fought from the first and he'll fight to the end,
We'll give them a sight &c
Come join in the chorus good Whigs as you pass,
Hurra for old Zachary Taylor.
And when they hear it they'll tremble for Cass,
Hurra for old Zachary Taylor.
We'll give them a sight of the old White (loss,
He'll give to the Locos particular Boss,
They'll see him at Washington when he is boss.
Hurrah for Old Zachary Taylor.
A Picture for the People.
The following letter, written by Commodore
Elliott to Gen. Cass, when the latter was about
to make the tour of the Mediterranean Sea in
the Constitutlon, at the expense of the people,
gives some insight into the democratic tastes of
the great gasometer
"U. S. SHIP CoxsTert-riox,
Bay of Gibraltar, July 78th, 1837.
"Your letter of the 13th has been duly re
ceived, and I feel happy that you contemplate
entering with your family on the interesting ex
you before alluded to in your favor of
Oct. 1, from Washington. The accommodations
on board the Constitution, such as they are, are
freely at your service ; yew' will not expect the
elegance of your magnificent apartments at Par
is, but this you will easily dispense with, when
you reflect that a man-of-war has not all the lux
uries of a drawing room on shore.
"Your beds, bedding and the like matter, you
need not trouble yourself concernin ,, , as Fitch,
Brothers Co., can obtain them at 'Marseilles.
Presents, as you well remark, will be necessary
in order to obtain you honors and ceremonious
receptions—l should advise you to take with
you watches, pistols, diamond rings, and gold
anutf-boxes, as those sort of things are most ac
ceptable. As to wines, I have directed, at this
place, one cask of sherry, and one cask of Ma
deira ; thechampagne and other French wines
you mention will best come from Marseilles.
"I cannot at this time express to you the ma
ny minor affairs, and little arrangements, which
we will talk over at our meeting ;—I am grati
fied that you should allude to our long standing
acquaintance. such connexions should be re
membered, ad I hope that on the present occa
sion you will use with me all the privileges of
an old friend, in which relationship I stand to
"Your travelling on board of a government
ship trill warrant you against the intrusive herd
of tourists who chiefly belong to the lower clas
s3s of polite society, and you trill meet with
many gentlemen of a superior order, particular
ly Sir Howard Douglas, at Collo. While at
Athens last, I was visitedbytheKing of Greece,
at Tripoli by Ibrahim niche, at Alexandria
Mehemet Ali, from whom I received a sword in
testimony of remembrance, . .
ladies perhaps will find occasional re
creation in listening to the overtures and waltzes
of an excellent band of musicians which I have
attached to the ship. With no personal acquain
tance with any member of your family, I beg
to be remembered to each in the kindest man
ner. “I remain Dear General,
Very respectfully unit truly yours,
"J. 1). ELL 1.0171'.
"P. S.—lt will be necessary for you to write
to Constantinople for a tirman to pass the Dar
danelles, and have it sent to Athens."
What demorroie preparations! Diamond
rings and gold snail-boxes, to be paid for out of
some contingent fund, bartered for honors and
ceremonious receptions. Sherry, Madeira, Cham
pagne and French wines for the table. Relief
from the lower classes of tourists. Superior so
ciety. A band of music for the ladies. And
above all, an old friend who most know his
tastes, laments that the battle-hallowed cabins
of "old Ironsides" are not more worthy of the
traveller, accustomed to brxrie,and the elrownee
of kis magnificent apartments of Parts. "Vice
A traveller, setting out upon a long
journey, was assailed on the road by
curs, mastiffs, and half-grown puppies,
which came out of their kennels to bar::
at him as he passed along. He often
dismounted from his horse, to drive
them back with stones and sticks, into
their hiding places. This operation wns
repeated every day, and sometimes as
often as twenty times a day. The con
sequence was that more than half the
traveller's time was consumed in cha
sing these dogs and puppies. At last
he was overtaken by a neighbor, who
was going the same road, but le had
set oat a long time after him. The lat
ter traveller was very much surprised to
tied the other no farther on his journey,
and on hearing the reason, " Alas !" said
he, " is it possible that you have lost
your time and wasted your strength in
this idle occupation'? These same ani
mals have beset me all along the road ;
but I have saved my time and my labor
by taking no notice of their b:rkings ;
while you have lost yours in resenting
insults which did you no harm, end
chastising dogs and puppies, whose
manners you can never mend."
MARIA CR A FTON;
Or, Let Every Girl Choose her own
Seated in a pleasant chamber, was a
young lady, the daughter of one of the
aristocratic merchants of New England.
He had risen from obscurity, and by a
course, although not strictly honest, yet
in accordance with the practice of some
of the wealthiest merchants in the coun
try, had amassed a large amount of pro
perty. With him wealth was everything;
he knew nothing of happiness, save
when it was considered in the scale of
dollars and cents; and it needed only
that a man be wealthy, no matter by
what means he became so, to ensure his
His residence was but a few" miles
from the city of Boston, and it was one
of the most beautiful in that vicinity.—
No pains had been spared to make it
worthy of notice, for Mr. Grafton was
a man fond of praise. His youngest
daughter, Maria, was now the only child
remaining at home. Two sons on whom
he had placed his hopes for the reputa
tion of his family name, and on whom
he had designed to bestow the greater
part of his wealth, died ere they had at
tained to manhood. Of the three daugh
ters, two were married, leaving Maria
with her father, who loved her next,
perhaps to his money.
Sad were the thoughts of that fair
girl, as she sat alone in her chamber;
but they were soon interrupted. The
voice of her father summoned her to the
parlor. hen she descended, she found
he was accompanied by a man named
Stevens, who had some time previous,
offered his hand to Maria, but not con
tent with her refusal, and knowing the
attachment of her father to wealth, he
called him to his aid. Maria raised her
eves as she entered the room, but as she
saw Stevens, turned her head, and seat
ed herself by the window. Her father
addressed her, presenting Stevens, and
informed her that it was his wish that
she should accept him as her future
husband. Maria informed her father
that she had rejected Mr. Stevens once,
and even did she love him, which she
was very certain she did not, her own
judgment taught her better than to trust
her happiness in his hands.
'What do you know of lore?' said
Mr. Grafton ; and why are you unwil
ling to risk your happiness with WIWI
His wealth is sufficient to procure ev
ery comfort, and his character is—'
"Infamous!" interrupted Maria, look
ing him full in the face.
Stevens turned pale, and his lips
quivered with rage, and the anger of
her father scarcely knew bounds. At
length, pointing with his finger at Ste
vens, he enquired—
"And what do you know of his char
" Enough to convince me that my
words were true," answered Maria.
"My daughter," said Grafton, assu
ming a milder tone ; " though you may
have heard reports unfavorable to Mr.
Stevens, believe me, they are without
foundation. He is one of the wealthiest
men in the city."
" He may be all that you think he is i "
said Maria, " but 1 cannot marry him."
" You may go to your chamber," said
her father, "I am determined that Henry
Stevens shall be my son in law, and you
must marry him or quit my house,l will
neither own or support an ungrateful
and disobedient daughter. To-morrow
I shall expect your answer."
Maria knew too well the character of
her father to make any reply. A crisis
had arrived which she had for some
days feared. She knew that her refusal
of Stevens would bring down his wrath
on her head, and had written to both her
sisters, stating the circumstances, and
requesting, in case her father should
drive her from the house, the privilege
for a short time with them.
Contrary to her expectations, both had
refused her. Their husbands had mar
ried•them inure on account of the wealth
of their father, than for any affection
they had felt for them, and they feared
if they gave Maria a home, their father
would disinherit them. Such is the effect
which wealth has on the affections.
Marin retired to her chamber, and af
ter giving vent to a flood of tears, delib
erated on what course to pursue. One
thing was certain, she determined not to
marry Stevens. The next thing was,
how should she obtain a living ? After
thinking of the matter for some time,
she said to herself,—" Well I have a
good constitution, and can labor ; but
how would it appear fur the daughter of
the rich Mr. Grafton to go about the
city seeking employment 1 This would
not answer." At last she concluded
that, rather than remain in the city, she
would go to some village, and, if possi
ble, obtain etnployment. At this mo
ment she recollected having heard one
of the house maids speak of being etn
HUNTINGDON, PA., TUESDAY, AUGUST 22, 1848.
ployed in a factory, and she descended
to the kitchen.
" Hannah," said she, addressing the
girl, " I heard you a few days since
speak of working in a factory, how did
you like it there 1"
6 6 Oh, I liked it very much, Miss Ma
ria, and should have remained there,
had my health been good."
66 Was the work harder than your
work here," inquired Maria.
" No, ma'am, I don't think it was, but
it was more confined."
" Will you tell me where it was V' in
The girl gave the required informa
tion, and also the name of the overseer
of the room where she had worked, and
the name of the lady with whom she
had boarded, adding, " she was the
kindest woman 1 ever saw."
Maria's mind was now made up. She
decided upon entering a factory. Would
her father alloW her to take her clothing,
and what money she had 1 She deter
mined, if he should still adhere to his
,resolution, to ask him the question.
In the morning she met her father at
the breakfast table. Neither spoke un
til the meal was finished. At length her
" Well, Maria, have you concluded to
marry Mr. Stevens'."
Maria hesitated for a moment, but
said, firmly, " I have not."
" You heard my determination last
night," said he, "I now repeat it. You
must marry Henry Stevens or quit my
" I cannot marry him, father--sooner
would I quit not only the house, but the
Then go," said he, angrily rising
from his chair. _ _
" Shall I take my clothes 1" asked
"Yes; and never let me see or hear
from you again," said he slamming the
door violently and leaving her alone.
Maria sunk back in her chair, and
wept bitterly. For a moment she almost
seemed inclined to comply with his
wishes ; but the idea that she must be
forever linked to a villain, and suffer
reproach for his villanies when discov
ered, was more titan she could bear, and
she preferred the anguish of separating
from her friends, free and with honor,
to that of marrying Stevens. She has
tily packed up her things, and in a few
hours she left her father's house.
As she passed through the city of
Boston, whore her sisters resided, a de
sprang up to see them—but from
their recent treatment she dared not
visit them, and she also feared again
meeting her father.
Maria was well furnished with cloth
ing, and had about twenty-five dollars
in money. Although she had been sur
rounded with wealth, she had never till
now known the value of money. A
thousand reflections, doubts and fears,
tressed her mind, as she was pursuing
her journey to the place designated by
the girl of whom she had inquired in'
her father's kitchen, and though she
felt sad at the thought of being driven
front home, she could scarce suppress
a smile at the awkwardness with which
she could engage in any kind of labor.
She at last arrived at the house of
Mrs. D--, the lady designated by
Hannah ; and easily obtained board in
the family. She also learned that Mr.
I'--, the overseer whose name she
had taken, was in want of help.
It is unnecessary for us to follow the
fortunes of Maria through their various
channels. She entered the factory and
learned how to work, and found many
friends, among whom, (the only ono of
whom it would be of any interest to
the reader to name,) was Caroline Per
kins, a girl about her own age.—These
two soon became intimate friends. In
the factory their looms were next to
each other, and they occupied the same
room at their boarding house. They
were much attached to Mrs. D--,
with whom they boarded, and she in
turn evinced a deep interest in their
About six months after Maria entered
the factory, an incident occurred which
bound, if possible, the two friends clo
ser to each other. One evening, as
they were in their chamber, and Car
oline was engaged in repacking a large
trunk, Maria who was looking on, was
rather surprised at the amount of cloth
ing and jewelry possessed by Caroline,
and jokingly inquired if her beau was
Caroline blushed, and after some hes
itation informed her that her father had
once been wealthy, but at his death it
was ascertained that his property, al
though amply sufficient to pay his own
debts, would be swept away by the fail
ure of friends for whom he had endor
sed notes. The creditors had allowed
her to keep every thing given to her by
her father, except her piano. She also
told her that she might suVport herself
by music teaching, she preferred work
ing in a factory to remain among those,
who, though they were once intimate
friends, would consider her after her
loss of wealth, as far below them.
Maria repaid Caroline by telling her
own history and her reasons for leaving
homo, and corroborated her story by the
display of Jewelry her father had al
lowed her to keep.
Probably there never were two per
sons who enjoyed themselves better
than these two girls. None save them
selves knew their history, and as their
dispositions were not arrogant, they
never appeared to be above their follow
laborers. Per two years they remained
together, at the end of which Caroline
was married, and at the urgent request
of herself and husband, Maria was in
duced to leave the factory, for awhile
at least, and ,take up her abode with
Ono day as Maria was engaged in
perusing a paper Which hitd been left
there, her eye fell on a paragraph sta . -
ting that Mr. Henry Stevens, who had
always been considered a wealthy mer
chant, was committed to prison for com
mitting heavy forgeries. She handed
it to Caroline, with a shudder, exclaim
ing, "As I expected." The next brought
intelligence that no doubt was entertain
ed of his guilt; and that Mr. Grafton,
if not entirely ruined, t'ould be a heavy
loser on account of his villanies, as he
had hired of him a large sum of money.
For a moment !Warn' indulged in the
idea of immediately visiting her father;
but after consulting with Caroline, con
cluded to write to him, which she did,
begging his pardon for not obeying him,
and requesting him to receive her again
to his arms, adding as a postscript, that
she had one hundred dollars which she
would send him, if lie was in want of
money to pay his losses by Stevens.
Her father read her letter with feelings
more of sorrow than of anger, but at the
end of it broke out into a laugh, ex
‘. Well, women are the best judges of
In a few days he visited Maria, ex
pressing his regret for the sorrow he had
caused her, and requesting her to re
turn with him. Maria complied with
his request, and became once more an
inmate of her early home. Her father
endeavored by every means in his pow
er, to make her happy, as an atone
ment for past wrongs, and when about
a year after, she asked his consent to
her marriage with a mechanic, without
wealth, he answered, "do as you please
Maria, I have learned to let every girl
choose her own husband."
A thoughtless young gentleman of
good family, although he had spent ev
ery shilling, and worn out every trace
of credit, lived with a devoted partner
of his poverty in a splendid villa near
the Regent's Park. Jewels, books, wear
ing apparel, and every description of
moveables, had long disappeared from
the exquisite residence, to supply the
common necessities of life. " Yester
day," boasted our hero to a confidential
friend, towards the end of his ruin, "we
supped off a pair of ear-rings." The case
of champaigne in the coal culler is the
production of sonic very dry volumes of
the Encyclopaedia Britannica. We have
dined during the past week off my dress
coat; and this very day had it not been
for my polished boots,
we should have
been obliged to breakfast without
Of course these fearful privations in
creased, till after some time they reach
ed a climax. One day the hopeful econ
omist returned home about dinner time
in a state of furnishing hunger, and en
treated his lovely house-keeper to order
"Dinner !" she repeated, " there is
not a scrap in the house, nor an article
left to procure one with."
" Surely," exclaimed the other, slap
ping his forehead in despair, " some
thing can be snatched from this wreck
—I have it—we can yet avert from our
countenances the horrid state of starva
tion. 'Tis a desperate act, but it must
4, 1‘ hati" inquired the lady, anxiously.
" What .—why fry the gold-fish and
roast the canary!"
POLITICAL COURTESY.—When Mr. Jo
seph Lancaster had finished his lecture,
from the chair of the House of Repre
sentatives, Mr. Clay, the Speaker, com
plimented him, saying that the chair
had never before been filled so well.—
Mr. Lancaster very modestly replied
that man, in his purest aspect, was but
the very humble Instrument in the hands
of a higher power; the chair he hail just
filled, exalted as it was, had not been
filled with anything better than Clay.
A handful of common sense is worth
more than a bushel of learuin&.
go o onv ./ na
ONE OF THE OLD ZACK SONGS.
TUNE—"O look ye there."
O all ye pouting doubting Whigs,
Who go about as mourners,
Come wipe the tear drops from your eyes
Stop croaking on the corners.
0 come along with shout and song, ,
And "go it while
in you're able,
We'll put old Zack the White House, boys,
"Old Whitey" in the White House stable.
Ah me! to hear these croakers croak,
0, 'tis a , sin to Moses!"
They sniffle, they "can't go old Zack,"
And then they wipe their noses.
0 come along, &c,
Cheer up! cheer up! ye fearful Whigs,
And on your harness buckle;
At ;Joie Ling Whigs the devil laughs,
The Locolocos chuckle.
0 come along, &c.
h e Locos sd'ore that Harry Clay
Made pledges far too many;
The rascals no* abuse old Zack,
Because he don't Make any.
Cr conic along,' &c.
The Taylor platform's broad enough
To hold this mighty nation;
'Tis built of Whig materials all,
And has a firm foundation.
0 come along, &c,
The locos tried at Baltimore,
. To fix a platform bigger;
They set a "deadfall;" and for bait'
Stuck Cass upon the trigger.
0 come along, &c.
The sly old fox of Kinderhook,
He eyed the trap with wonder;
He thought %would do for catching rats,
But 'foxes" would'nt go under.
0 come along, &c.
Tho' Cass has lived all his six lives
In office, for the trimmings,
Yet old Zuck carries the longest pole,
And he'll knock all the "ermsroxs"
0 come along, &c.
Nino Taylors to make a single man
We always used to muster;
Take nine such Taylors as old Zack,
And would'nt he be a buster!
O come along, &c.
P. S.—Tho' chicken thieves abuse old
They'll "catch it" if they're taken;
For tho' Joe Bennett stole the hog,
He did't save his bacon.
O come along, &c.
A GOOD ANECDOTE,
A correspondent of the Troy Budget tells
the following good ttory
"It seems that the person who blows
the bellows of the organ at St. Luke's
Church, also attends to the furnace for
warming the building and having occa
sion, during service to "mind the fires"
he left the bellows in charge of a coach- 1
man lately imported, and " green" as
the Emerald Isle of his nativity before'
the appearance of the potatoe rot. Du
ring his absence, the "Gloria in Excel- 1
sis" came, in the order of the exercises,
to be chanted, and Patrick was directed
to furnish the organic element. A short
time elapsed, but no music followed the
touch of the lady who presided at the
instrument. "Blow! whispered the
fair organist. 1. Blow! repeated the
leader ; and "Blow ! blast you, blow !
echoed the entire choir, but not a puff
found its way into the vacant pipes, to
Wake the slumbering harmony. An in
vestigation now took ploce, and Patrick
was found behind the organ—with both
his hands tightly clenched around the
bellows handle, (a stick of sortie five
feet long and two inches thick,) the end
stuck in his mouth, his cheeks swelled
to the utmost expansion, his eyes dis
tended, and the prespiration streaming
from his face—engaged in the vigorous
but vain attempt to force his breath
through the pores of the wood into the
body of the instrument.
"It is, perhaps, unnecessary to sny
that some little time passed before the
choir were able to screw their mouths
into that serious pucker requisite to the
proper performance of the musical exer
Worth Thinking about,
Mrs. Child very sensibly remarks :
" I never knew a marriage expressly for
money, that did not end unhappily.
Yet managing mothers and heartless
daughters are constantly playing the
same unlucky game. I believe that
men more frequently marry for love than
women, because women think they will
never have a better chance, and dread
being dependent. Such marriages, no
doubt, sometimes prove tolerably com
fortable, but a greater number would
have been far happier single. If I may
judge by my observation in such mat
ters. marrying for a home is a most
tiresome way of getting a living."
" What are your politics 1" " Hav'nt
got any." "What Ino politics I"' "Vo,
not a ; darned golitic."
VOL, XIII, NO. U.
Reasoning in the Right Way.
On Saturday, a few persons acciden
tally met on the wharf, when politics
became the subject of conversation.—
In the course of the conversation, one of
the Locofoco office-holders of the Gov
ernment remarked that lie had heard a
good deal of DemOcrats voting for Gen.
Taylor, but lie did not believe a Word of
it. He would like to see one.
At this a farmer, who had a lot of
wheat on the wharf near by, stepped up
and said, "I am one Democrat that will'
vole for Gen. Taylor, any how."
"Surely not," said the office-holder..
" Gen. Taylor's got no principles. Xon
You arc not going to vote far a man that
has no principles'!"
"1 tell yea what," replied the farmer,
'' . he's' got the very principles I like.—
He's an honest man, and that's what,
can't be said of many men who boast so
much about their political principles.—
He has been forty years in the employ
of the U. S. Government, and neither
the Goiarniiierit,' nor any one that has
served under or over him, has accused
him of a' single dishonest nit. He says;
if lie is elected President, he will be the
President of the people, and not of a
party. Now, if Cass is elected, he will
be the President of a party, and not of
the people. I don't want to see a party
President; I want to see every man who
lint's taxes, nd does his duty to his Gov
ernment, have an equal chance for office,
and not be treated as an alien because
he has independence enough to think for
himself. We have had enough of that
kind of corruption and tyranny already.
Gen. Taylor says lie won't veto the acts
of Congress, unless they are clearly un
constitutional, or have been passed with
out consideration. This suits Me eiadt
ly ; these were the doctrines of the'
Democratic party when I was a boy, and'
ought to be now. The people send near
ly three hundred men to Congress to'
make laws ; and, when a majority Of the;
people's representatives make a law, I
don't think any one man should prevent
it being the law, if it is not unconstitu
tional. Igo for the will of the majority
as expressed by the people's representa
tives, and not the will of one man. If
the majority of Congress says a higlt
tariff, 1 say let them have it ; if a low'
tariff, so let it be, until the titajorq
choose to change it.'
"Now, stranger," said t h e farmer,
growing somewhat empliaild, "I ceder
voted against the party nominations be
fore, but I intend to vote for Old Zack
this time; but if you will give mean in ,
stance of the Old General's dishonesty, :
or a case where lie gave his word and
did'nt stick to it, or mention a single act
of his life to shop that what he says he'
don't mean, then probably I may not
vote for him, and there's a great many
in our prairie just like me."
The office-holder looked at his ATtich,-
and discobered hefted pressing business'
just then up in the city.
The above occurred in the presence
of several persons, one of them a cap
tain of a steamboat, who furnished us
%%Pith the particulars.--St. Louis Repub.
We heard an anecdote related the'
other day, which is too good to be lost:
A western drover happened to stop for
dinner at a house, the owner of which
was absent. Finding the landlady ra
ther intelligent in her conversation on
general topics, he introduced the Pres
idential question in order to learn what
the feeling might be on that subject.—
The landlady replied that she never con=
cerned herself about such things, but
from what she beard the men say whci
came to their house, she supposed the
election would be a close one. " Then,"
said the drover, who Was a toeofoco,.
"General Cass ias a good many friends
hereabouts—l thought he would have
but few where the Whigs are so numer:
ous." "I have not heard anything said
of Gen. Cass," replied the lady ; "in
what I said 1 had reference only to the
other two." "And pray, Ma'am, what
other two do you mean ; I am sure I
have heard of but one beside Gen. Cass."
"That may be ;" was the rejoinder,
" but there le', e tWo; about one half of
the men of whom I speak are for Gen.
Taylor, and the other half for an old
codger whose name I hate not heard ;
but they call him "Rough and Ready !"'
The drover looked sheepish for a me- -
meet and their mizzled.—Sotherset
THE LARGEST BUILDING IN AMERICA.
—A new freight depot is now in process
of erection at East Albany, for the Al
bany and Boston Railroad company, 750
feet in length, and 133 feet in width.
It is supposed 1,300,000 bricks will bo
required in its construction and the cost:
will be $lOO,OOO. It is to be completed;
in November, and will be the Iv:, • est •
buildioi in America.
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