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iri" What is the matter with me, Doc-
tor What the cause of this sallow complexion,
jaundiced eye, depression of spirits, pain in the
side sad shoulder, weariness of body, bitter taste
in the mouth Such is the enquiry. and such the
symptoms of many a sufferer! It is the liver
which is diseased, and the Oholagogue is the rem
edy always successful in curing it. Try it, and
judge for yourself. For sale by T. Read & Son,
agent for the proprietor.
c 0•• Better die than lire, if I ant to be
tortured from day to day with this horrible Agne,
exclaims the poor sufferer whose life his become a
burden from the racking paroxysms of at inter
inittent, and whose confidence in human aid is de
strayed by the id ure of remedies to produce the
promised relief. I uch has been the riituation of
thousands who are now rejoicing in all the Ides*
ings of health from the use of Dr. Osgirod's India
eholagague. In no instance does it fail of effect:
ins a speedy and permanent cure. For rale by the
'pro rider's agent, 'l'. READ & SON.
How few who think aright among the thinking
now ninny never think, but only think they
The sentiment implied in the
alasen exclamation is on no subject more fully ex
emp etled than on that of health. But few give
its E i n ee immght, and fewer sti I reflect upon it
with the observation and good arose which mit
tens of minor consequence receive. As ohs. va
tion teaches the fact that Dr. Osgood's India Clod
n4oguo is a Lever fai ing temeily in Fever and
A sue, good sense would surely indicate its prompt
and immediate use. To he found at
T. READ & SON'S,
agent for the proptietor.
inns 27. 1849.
JULIA PARKINSON of Huntingdon desires
to say that she has used the 4 4 India Cholagogitc"
for Ague and Liver complaint with entire suc
cess. She therefore recommends it to all sim
FALL AND WINTER COODS,
Great Reduction in Prices.
DORSET tic MAGUIRE,
Have just received direct from the Eastern Cities,
and are now opening u splendid assortment of
NEW AND CnEAP GOODS,
,eurisiatitig of overy variety of
Suited to Dadicsund Gentlemen's weer, including
Cloths. Cassimers, Battinctis, Vest ings. Silks, Sat
ins. Alpachas , Cashmeres, De Dailies, Plaithaorn
bazines, Gilighams, I slimes, Check., Shaw le, &c.
We have also a handsome assort tnent of
May would .ildo invite atteuti.. totlirittuucl, of
G ROC E 1E S.
Sugars-5, 6' utid cents per pound—
Molasses, from 37i to 40 cents per
; and every other article usually
kept' ii a Grocery Store, at equally
low priber. •
Boots, Shoes, Hats and Caps,
Hardware and' CUttery, t !dna; Glass and Queens
ware, Drugs, Medicines. Dye Stuffs, B , :c.
Ali of which will he sold at very reduced prices.
The Ladies and Gentlemen are requerotd to call
and examine these Goods, as they cannot fail to
please all both as regards any le and price.
DORSEY cS- MAGUIRE,.
in the store room. formerly occupied by' Jacob'
Miller, opposite the residence of Judge Gain;
r All kinds of Country Produce ta ,
ken in exchange for goods. ['Sept. .16.
1 - 3 L . 'IZ":I7M3.
I 8 hereby given to all persona interestee, that
the Trust account of Joshua Greenland and
Caleb hwoope, Assignees of Dr. Jacob M. Cover,
late of Case township, has been filed in the office
of the Prothonotary of the Court of C.immon
Pleas of Huntingdon county, and that the same
will be presented to the said Court on the second
Monday of November neat, for confirmation and
JAMES STEEL, Prey
Oct. 17, 1841
Washington Gallery of Daguerrotypes,
No. 234 North Second
. Street, .W. corner of
THE Likenesses taken and beautifully colored
at this well known establishment. for not DOI..
I.An, are universally conceded to be EQ.., in ev
ery respect to ANY in the city. Pictures token
equally well in cloudy and clear weather. A
large assortment of M ...LIONS and Locityrs
on hand, from $2 to $5, including the picture.
The subscribers respectfully invite the citizens
of Huntingdon County, to call and examine spe
cimens of the latest Improvements in the art of
Dagnerreotyping, which will be exhibited cheer
fully and without cha,ge.
f. &. J. C. TENNENT
July; 4 1848
Afresh supply of Mackerel just arrived and
for sale by J. & W. SAXTON.
THE DAYS OF THE BARRICADES,
Or, Love and the Republic.
One of my friends who had never ar
rived at doing any thing, from having
been for the last ten years in a happy
state of expectation of a consulship in
the East, made up his mind some time
since to settle in Paris. He is yet young
and much given to day dreams. How
ever, he was taken up seriously by a
banker in the matter-of-fact region, the
Bourse; the worthy gentleman having
ascertained that my friend Henri Del
masures had some hundreds of acres of
land in Beauce and Normandy on which
I to build his castles in the air. He was
a romantic visionary, but yet a landed
proprietor. The banker after a whole
1 night spent in convincing himself that
his daughter must be happy with such
a man—a conclusion he arrived at by
adding, multiplying and subtracting—
I consented to bestow her hand upon him.
Mademoiselle Matilda Hoffman was
not merely a young lady wrapped up in
bank notes or cased in bullion ; she had,
on the contrary, in the atmosphere of
three per cent, imbibed somewhat of
aerial grace of nature and poetry. The
chink of the guineas hod not prevcnted
the airy voices that in every varied tone
—but all soft, sweet, cheering—whisper
the young heart, and till its spring time
with delight. The dark, dull, close
house in which she lived, had not shut
out front her all fairy visions of the
—Gay creatures of the element,
That in the colors of the rainbow live,
And play in the plighted clouds.
And thus when my friend spoke to her
a language not very usual before the
24th of February, till which epoch noth
ing was more rare than a union of heats
it was little wonder that she had listen
ed to it, then learned to love it and him
who spoke it.
The only unions taking place of late
in France were marriages between rnnk
and ready money—between position and
pelf.—Nor, incredible as it may seem,
was this altogether to be laid to the
charge of too cruelly prudent papas end
mammas ; for the young ladies them
selves had more than their full share of
the fault. A rage for titles, or a pas
sion for gold, possessed every heart,
and had dispelled all the delightful illu
sions all the bright glowing romance
of life. It is not long since I heard a
young creature, who had scarcely seen
seventeen times the budding of the haw
thorn, say in confidence to a friend : " I
will marry no man that is not either a
nobleman or a stockholder ;" while the
friend on her part reciprocated the trust
reposed in her by a whispered determi
nation " never to marry any one but a
prince or a banker." But Matilda Hoff
man troubled not herself either about'
tke titles her Henri had not, or the mon
ey that he had , she was in love, just as
the young were wont to be in the Golden
Age. She was delighted to find that
he did nothing, and wanted to do noth- ,
mg. "At all events" said she to her
self " he will not immure me in a bunk;
and we can go where we like, free to' ,
love and live for each other."
It is but duo to my friend Delmasures
to say that he was quite ready to live
for her. Matilda Hoffman had sudden
ly shown out upon him as the visible
image of his beau-ideal of grace, good
ness and loveliness—as his taste per
sonified. The matter was soon settled,
and the marriage fixed to take place on
the twenty-fourth of February.
On the evening of the twenty-third,
after repeated calls, the at length sue
eeeded in finding the mayor at home.
Whilst the young lady was signing the
necessary docnments, the functionary
entertained her with a lecture on poli
ties and morality. He did not find it a
Very difficult matter to prove to her sat
isfaction that a government which thus
sanctioned love by marriage was the
best of all possible worlds, and might
defy any attempts to subvert it. On
leaving the mayoralty house, however,
neither Matilda Hoffman, the bridegroom
nor the witnesses, could find their car
riages. Whilst the mayor, in all the
loyalty of his tri colored scarf, had been
proving that there was nothing serious
in this ebulition of boys and sucking
children, the heroic and patriotic gamins
had seized upon every hackney-coach,
cab, omnibus and other vehicle to make
That night Matilda passed alone in
prayer for the dying. The next day at
eleven o'clock, Henry Delmasures pre
sented himself at the banker's in the
dress of the evening before, which it
was evident he had not taken offull night
but with the addition of sabre and pis
tol, and no small quantit of mud.
"But, my dear friend, " said the bank
er, without raising his eyes from three
or four newspapers he held in his hand;
4 , my dear friend, we cannot marry to
" Not marry to-day ! Who says sot"
HUNTINGDON, PA,, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 21, 1848
"Do you not know what has happen
ed 1 The people have been making
barricades. M. Mole succeeds M. Gui
zot ; M. Thiers succeeds M. Mole ; M.
Odillon Barrot is in place of-1 forget
whom—but no matter—the people will
soon be in everybody's place. Just
glance at these papers ; really some of
the predictions are quite terrifying." .
"Not an instant is to be lOst 1" ex
claimed Henri. "Where is Matildal"
He hurried to the young lady's room,
and found her in her wedding dress.
"My own Matilda how lovely you are
looking 1 But we must hasten to Church,
for in one hour it might perhaps be too
late. You must not leave me longer in
this revolutionary torrent that is carry
ing all Paris away. See, 1 have been
fighting hard--were I not modest 1 would
say as hard as a gamin. To-morrow the
Republic—but to-day love !"
The terrified girl threw herself into
the arms of Henri. "In mercy take me
hence ; far from the world if you will ;
but anywhere from hence !"
"But, my love, you must change this
dress. We shall have to make our way
to.the church over the barricades."
Before an hour had elapsed, the cure
of the parish had pronounced the nup
tial benediction in a small chapel, the
humble walls of which were wont to
witness only the plighted vows of those
who had no wealth save their strong
arms and true hearts.
"Now," said Henri to Matilda, "let
us leave your father to finish his discus
sion with the cure on the present state
of affairs, and let us fly to some steam
carriage that, swifter than the wind will
take us somewhere—l care not whither
provided it be to a country where we.
can peacefully enjoy the honey-moon."
Suppose we take the Railway to
Rouen ' Well do I remember in the
woods there an old chateau ; it was en
chanting, dear Henri. I spent six weeks
there last summer wandering in its
groves, with no one to speak to but the
trees. lam only afraid it is too near
Paris ; let us g. to the other end of the
, 1 world."
Henri and Matilda were soon on their
way to Rouen, at the full speed °la train
baptized that very morning. " The Re
public," and through the windows of
their carriage they were witnesses of the
general flight attesting " the magnifi
cent national co-operation that had ac
cepted the new institutions," and the
sincerity of the adhesions to the repub-
lic, and evincing the universal confidence
in the proclamations that order, liberty
and equality had been established.
" Hurrah ! the dead can ride apace,"
says the poet Burger ; but fallen cour
tiers can ride the faster. " Only look,"
said Matilda, "at that servant in livery
galloping so furiously, that l should not
wonder at his out stripping us. Do you
see him I"
" I see him," answered Henri ; "it is
one of the ex-ministers."
" And that poor young woman who
is dragging her feet so slowly along the
rough road, and from time to time look
ing back with such a terrified air'!"
II see her," replied Henri ; she is
l a princess."
Tikes they beheld pass along before
them all that, for nearly twenty years,
had been the court and the administra
tion. A dark page of history was un
rolled upon the high road—the' last un
finished story of Kings and Queens—
" Once upon a time."
Journeying in this way, the two lov
ers arrived at Havre. While strolling
on the sea-shore in the evening, they
perceived an old gentleman hurriedly
making his way towards a steamer a
little apart from the rest of the ship
ping. Henri and Matilda paused to ob
, serve him. It was the monarchy levi
ing the soil of France ; and the most
determined republican would scarcely
have chided the respectful salutation of
the young pair—the respect of pity.
But they gave up an intention they
had formed of going to London. Was
it from reluctance to follow in the track
of the fugitive monarch, to come in con
tact with the hoary head from which a
crown had so lately fallen?. Or was it
the fear that the ex-king might carry
'about with him, however involuntarily,
the seeds of a successful revolution ?--
Perhaps each of these reasons had some
influence in changing their route. Nei-
Sher would they venture to Brussels, for
reports had reached them, whether true.
or false, of a new edition of a revolu
tion, there as well as in Holland, where
the peeple were demanding a little, and
the king granting a great deal.
However, ae-go-somewhere.they must,
they went to Switzerland—the classic
land of honey-moons. " Switzerland
heiag already a republic," said they to
themselves, "we need not be afraid of
its wanting to make itself one." In the
confidence of this hope, Henri and Ma
tilda rented a chalet by the side of a i
mountain, where they might place them-
selves and their love under the protec
tion of the Lendamann and the old Hel
vetian Confederacy. But they were
hardly on their way to it, after a short
stroll by the side of the lake, when they
perceived a band of armed nationalists
wheeling about them. It was at Nauf
They now turned their thoughts to
Germany. "Let us go to Germany,"
said they. " There no one troubles
himself about anything but waltzing or
metaphysics." They set out, but they
were warned, "Do not go to Vienna;
do not go to Berlin."
As their carriage was about to cross
a bridge, a female equestrian, with her
hair floating over her shoulders, and her
long graceful velvet drapery falling over
her Arab horse, yet withal of a martial
air that might have become the queen
of the Amazons, galloped up so sudden.
ly to them, and threw herself so direct.
ly in their way, that the postillion had
scarcely time to pull up their leaders.--
" Back there !" she cried, as she presen
ted in his face, a little pocket-pistol.
The terrified postillion fell back upon
the horse he was riding, while Henri,
putting his head out of the carriage
window, recognized in the desperate
Amazon the Countess de Landsfield.
" Madame," he said, with a courteous
smile, " 1 beg to assure you that we are
neither Prussian gensdarmes nor Bava
rian municipal guards. Have the good
ness, their, to reserve your powder and
ball for some greater political emergen
cy, and allow as to pursue our route."
Lola Monies broke into a merry laugh,
which made the mountains ring with
its echo. They were like old courtiers,
but a little more genuine—perhaps the
"Take good advice," said she, "wher
ever you get it, Go not to Germany;
they have burned my hotel."
So saying, the Cotintess de Landsfield
set off like an arrow from the bow,
leaving Henri and Matilda to exchange
, glances of surprise, and to ask each
other, in utter despondence, whither
the here now to bend their steps—
, what country would receive them I
I " Let us go straight forward," at last
they cried. And straight forward they
went, through woods, and meadows, and
ravines, till the Rhine became the splen
did barrier to further progress, unless
they committed themselves to its wa
ters. They did so, and stopped not till
they came to Johannisberg, where they
met an old man seated in an arbor, with
his bottle and glass before him.
It was M. de Metternich, who was
drinking his last bottle of Johannis
"Your Excellency," said Henri, re
spectfully saluting—the bottle, "your
excellency will pardon me if, in presu
ming to address you, I derange the bal
ance of power in Europe;. but we are a
young couple from France, who are in
search of some pretty little cottage
where we may give a few short weeks to
each other. Your excellency, who knows
all news better than any telegraph, any
newspaper—will have the goodness to
tell us whether there arc any cottages is
The diplomatic eye of M. Metternich
flashed somewhat angrily ; but seeing
nothing but artless simplicity in the
faces of the young couple he filled a
fresh bumper, tossed it off, and buried !
his face in his hands.
"My lord minister," said Matilda,
"I am no longer minister," answered
"My lord prince," stammered Henri.
"There are no more princes."
" Well, my lord of, Austria."
M. do Metternich raised his head ;
looking sad as a German ballad.
"Austria is no more," said he, in a
gloomy whisper. " Austrii.ns have de
stroyed it in destroying me. Diplomacy
is no more, for 1 am the last diplomatist ;
and I !—Oh, Talleyrand, thou bast done
well to die ! The great art of working
the hinges upon which all politics turn
is at an end forever. The people break
the hinges when they cannot open them,
and the axe is a hammer that opens el/.
ery lock. We have fallen upon evil
times, when words arc of no other use
to statesmen than to express their
thoughts, and that even when perliaps
they have none to express. Pity me,
then ; behold me reduced to swallowing
my last refuge of diplomacy—that is to
say, my Johannisberg wine, that won
drone beverage with which I have mys
all Europe for more than sixty
And M. de Metternich was silent, hav
ing nothing more to drink or to say.
I now lost all trace of Henri and Ma
tilda for sometime, but rested satisfied
that they had at length found the prom
ised land, when this evening I received
the followrng letter::
“Brescia, Mardi to.
My DEAR FRIEND:—We have at length
11 0 44' A/
arrived in Italy, after having passed
through twenty countries, nil in revolu- I
lion. Up to this moment we have not I
had an hour's quiet, for wherever we
turned, there burst the revolutionary
water spout. W hatever shore we reach- '
ed, the waves broke in upon it and drove
us before them. We have been at Bres
cia about half an hour, and leave it be-'
fore the hour is over. %% e were afraid
of Vienna—afraid of Milan. "No stran
gers !" was the cry there ; and though
1 knew they meant the Austrians, yet I
was not,certain how far they might car
ry their nationality. We knew that
Rome was celebrating a constitutional
carnival ; that Florence's grand duke
was proclaiming constitutions ; that Na
ples had a king to-day and will have to
morrow a Massenello. We thought of
Monaco, but it appears a republic is pro
claiming there. The republic of San
Marino next occurred to us, but there
' they are seriously talking of proclaim
ing an emperor. A prophetic hurrah
has reached us from the Don Cossacks.
Asia has turned her eyes westward, and
drawn the sword against the emperor
of all the Cossacks. Every day we see
the moon rising, it appears to us under
every form and every color. I suppose
you have it tricolored in Paris! But it
is not the honey-moon ; alas 1 we know
not where to find that ! To what shore,
favored of Heaven, arc we now to steer
our frail bark of love, launched into
open sea in such stormy weather 1 We
had joyfully cried out " land !" when I
we reached Brescia. Here in the fair
fields of Lombardy, where spring halal
already come with her hands full of I
opening flowers and verdant foliage, we
hoped to forget the world and all its rev-,
olutions ; but hardly had we alighted
from diligence, than a huge creature,'
one of the rabble, collared me and de
manded if 1 were nut the viceroy ; for
the report had been already spread that
the viceroy, driven from Milan, was on
his way to Brescia, which lie believed
to be friendly to him.
" My worthy friend,' said I, you!
really wrong me. I have just conic
from a country where the very word
royal is erased from the dictionary.'— I
(Apropos of the dictionary, have you
still an academy 1) By this time the
diligence was surrounded by a crowd,
not less demonstrative in its greetings
than my first friend. I commenced a
parley with them, interrupted from
time to time by a poor nervous English-.
woman, white as her country's cliffs,
protesting that though she did come ,
from Munich, she was not Lola Montes.
In a few minutes, however, a diversion
was effected in our favor by the arrival
of a second carriage. The mob rush
ed towards it, and seizing upon a now
who alighted from it, dragged him into
the next square. 'Choy say it isthe
viceroy ; I out not sure ; but one thing is •
certain, that the revolution is here us
well as everywhere else. Denton said,
that we did not carry our country
about with us on the soles of our shoes;" ;
I but methinks I must carry about with
me dust pregnant with revolutions.
"'At length, in utter despair, I thought
of Ireland. I have heard of no role- I
lution' in Ireland.' If not,' iniswered
Matilda, then we must not go ; a revo
lution there would imply quiet, for it'
implies change, and the usual natural
! state of that country is disturbance.'
" Her WOIMIII'S wit at last suggested :
Why not go back whence we came !'
She is quite right. Will you then have
the goodness to call ne my house and
tell my English servant—but I was for
getting that the cause of liberty, equal
ity and fraternity would be compromised
by my retaining him in my service—
but tell any of my people you can find
that we are on our way to Paris, and
hope to spend our honey-moon at home
" Farewell. 1 have but time to add,
health and fraternity.
Posing a Pedagogue.
Sally Jones have you done that sum 1
set you r
" No, thir, I can't do it.
"Can't do it! ashamed of you.
Why at your age I could do any sum
that was set me. I hate that word can't !
for there is nu sum that cant be done, I
" II think, thir that I know a them you
can't thifer out.''
" He, well, well Sally, let's hear it."
"It ith thith t h ir :If one apple cau
theth the ruin of the whole human rnth,
how many thuch will it take to make a
barrel of thweet thider, thirl"
"Miss Sally hues, you truly turn to
your parsing lesson."
GAMBLING IN New Yoke.--The New York
Hearld hears from various quarters that the in
crease of gambling in that metropolis, has been
very remarkable during the last two or three
years. Houses of this description multiplying
in all the fasionable streets and quarters of the
VOL, XIII, NO. 46.
[For the ituntingdon Journal.]
UY R. 3I'DIVITT.
When a maiden dies (among. the. Senecas)
they imprison a young bird, until ithrs.f.; begins
to try its power of song, and then loading, it
with kisses and caresses, they loose its bonds,
over her grave, in the belief that it will nor
fold its wings neither close its eyes until it ha
down to the "Spirit-land," and delivered it a
precious burden of unction to the loved an d
Away sweet bird in thy onward flight,
Through the trackless realms of air;
To fold thy wind in a world of
And leave thy message thefe.
Meet emblem thou, of ‘• the toyed and lost'.
Whose spirit, (nOWunconfined)
Ras soared away froni •its earthly dross,
And left no tra.te behind.
Thy pinions are freed, thy way in clear,
i ty away to the"'spirit-land"
And waft our niqhs fo our friend act dear
As she moves in that Shadowy band l'?
We have Indeed thy fetters bergrave above,
We have kissed thee o'er and o'er,
Then safely bear these tokens of love
To her we ehall see no more.
llnt oh ! thy pinion would fail thee, bird;
Ete the journey thou hunt begun,
Thine eye the to ight could never meet
The bluue of the noonday sun.
Awrty,thritgli th,.regions . of .. boundre3s epees
Hath Alai di atlas.; spirit fled'
And an Angela pinion ulone can trace
The flight of the early dead !
She haShgOne to dwell in a world dal'
Unpiereed by human eye ;
Beyond the hounds of the farthest star
That twinkles in yonder sky !
When tin , seraphs their glittering pinions fold
Beneatii the Sapphire blaze,"
Where. the angels strike their harn3 of goid,
And (terrible us they gaze!"
'heath the azure of bliss she bath folded her
O'er the regions of boundless love,
She drinks for aye of the nectarine Springs
Which gladden the courts above !
To those she loved she can ne'er come back,
Lot tbere in the land of the blest,
She will welcome the friends who may follow
I To the.mansions of Heavenly rest .
Huntingdon,' Nov.' 13, 1848.'
Son against Father.
The Cork Reporter relates the follow
ing incident of the recent flurry in Ire
land : Very soon after it was known
that SMith O'Brien and his companions
had assembled in the neighborhood of
Bellingarry, five or six young men,
holding a respeCtabl6 positioh in society,.
some having attained collegiate honors,
went down from Dublin to join him.—
; they reached the locality the evening
after the affair at Widow Cormack's
house;l and on learning the result, and
, flitting that the lenders" where dth
ded and dispersed, they made their way
back to the country Meath, where they
purposed to lie perdue for some time.—
There, however, they found that the po
lice were on their track, and determi
ned on returning to Dublin, an 4 taking
th6ir chance. Accordingly,. they did
:tug! reached thr city about 11 o'clock
at night. Here, after consulting fur a
while, they resolved oh Calling upon a
young frrimel and asking quarters for
the night, until they could decide on
their future location. Proceeding to
the house of their friend's father, a re
spectable professional gentleman, whose
political sentiments were at variance
With those of his' sOn, they knocked at
the hall door, mid inquired for the per
son with whom they desired to comtnu
nicate, who presently came down to
them ; While conferring in the hail as
how he could best provide for them, his
father ot'erheard the conversation end
Coming out locked the hall-door putting
the key ihto his pocket ; and having
called for assistance, lie sent a servant
through the back door for the police.—
The son entreated, prayed, and plead
the sacredness of a stranger seeking
hospitality ; but in vain. Hie parent
was immovable; and, seeing the urgen
cy of the case, he said to his friends,
"Come, boys, this shall never be." In
an instant the father was seized and'
overpowered, he we% brought into a
back parlor, and tie& hand and foot in
an arm-chair ; the hail dear was opened,
and his son, having seen' his friends out
of danger, returned to the house. Next
day he was made fr prisoner, as " sus
' peeted of treasonable practices," and
sent to Newgatc. His father went to
vitit hint, and he rernsed him an inter
LOVE'S FORGETFULNESS. -it i& said
that poor men always make love better
than those who are rich, because, having
less to care about, and not being puffed
up with their own consequence, they
are not selfish, and think more of the
lady than themselves. Young ladies
also, who fall in love, never consider
whether there is sufficient "to support
the cuisine." Probably young ladies in
love lose their appetitites, and not feel
ing inclined to eat at that time, they
imagine that love will always supply
the want of food. They discover their
mistake after the honeymoon, when their.