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3Y JAS. CLARK.
From the Louisville Journal.
SONG.
How sweet it is fdr us to knoW,
. That there are hearts that burn
With love for us where'er we go,
And sigh for dui• return.
Then, though the world is cold and drear,
And gives the bosom pain,
tVe've but to turn to scenes more dear,
And all is bright again.
but sad must be the home of those.
Condemned to live alone
With none to cheer amid life's woes,
And none to call their own.
No season sweet of joy dolls come,
To shed its fragrance there.
No sunshine to disperse the gloom
That broods a dark despair.
The heart can ne'er be truly blest
Unless it can recline
Upon some fond congenial breast,
Where love's sweet tendrils twine,
Then we can brook life's many ills,
Of sorrow and of woe,
For love a soothing balm distils
To cheer us whilst below.
Advice to an old Maid,
'My dear Miss Taffy i ' very affection
ately said Mrs. Scroggins the other day
to a particular friend, have an idea
you would'nt object to committin' your
self into matrimony purvisioned you had
a good chance. It's no use sayin' you
ivould'nt. I know old maids never want
to marry ! I never know'd any one of
them that said she had any idear of
sich a thing. They would'nt marry for
the world ! Yet it's straordinary how
wonderful quick they'll jump at the
first proposal as is made at 'em. I don't
mean to say you would. I'm talkin'
now about old maids, and you ain't more
than thirty-two, I reckon I'
Miss Taffy vowed that she was ten
years and two months younger.
Oh, I know, but isn't it a pity how
you ain't a buxom widder like myself 1
I've often wondered how it was, that
bachelors that ain't afeard of widders,
are allays so dreadful frightened at old
maids! After studyin' the thing a long
time, I have come to this conclusion ;
the blessed state of singleness as the
people call it, is a singular state of bless -1
vdness, and, therefore, the blessedness
of the single state isn't no blessedness
at all, cause it ain't natural, and what
ain't natural ain't right, and what ain'tl
tight ough t 'nt to be. And so I told Mr.
Skindle that it was contrary to the pri
mary rules of eater, thatold maids should
he old maids, and that bachelors should
keep on bein' bachelors.
'Miss Taffy, if you want ever to get
married never let the lords have a chance
to say you are old maidish ! If you are
fond of cats, nurse 'em when you are by
yourself, don't for anything do it in
kumpany. If you take snuff, don't for-
get yourself, and pull out your box be
fore the lords. If you wear a wig, nev
er get in a passion and throw it at the
servant—cause servants will talk. If you
have got false teeth for goodness sake
have them fixed in tight, so they wont
drop out, like I seen a set once when a
femenine was a laughin. if you are fond
of gossipin' do it in a quiet kind of way.,
If you find grey hairs beginning to
come in your head ; pull 'em out and
don't follow Ju dge M's plan, go to sper
imentin' and burnin' your hair off to see
if it won't cum out black agen ; and if
you are an old maid—l fervidly hope
you ain't—don't pretend to be Very nice
and prim in your talkin', and mince
your words like a little boy eat!ri' gin
gerbread, as if he was 'feared it would
be all gone, and was determined to
tnake the most of it while it lasts. I
knowed an old maid once who was so
dreadful nice and perticlar, she had ill
the books about the house covered ; she l
couldint bear to see their naked backs 11
As Mr. Skindle ses in Latim, Honey stzu)
it ke Many you pensey, which means,
evil to them that think evil,' and I say
so too.
Miss Taffy, if you have any idear of
ever ketchin' a lord never prim your
self up as stiff as starch can make you.
like to see people look nice, but there
is a boundary to everything a'most.
Why a man would as leave court a por
cupine as one of 'em nice femenines.
Mr. Skindle ses he'd as leave kiss a
statue as one of them kind, and I don't
blame him.
If you are ever fortunate to get mar
tied, Miss Taffy, you'll find the double
state is a heap the happiest; its such a
consolidation to have some one to please
if nothin' else, and then you have a
standin' in the world which fiminines
and lords can never arrive at in a sin
gle blessedness. There is three pints
in a feminine's life to look forard to
with distressive anxiety; first is the
time when she makes her debuet, as the
French call comin, out, the second is
the marriage, and the next is the respon
sibilities--------)
Miss Taffy fainted.
SOMEBODY says, 6 blessed are those
who do not advertise, for they shall
be rarely troubled with customers.'
A Victor in His Crowning Hour.
On the 24th of February, 1847, a
thick set, clumsy looking old man was`
been riding slowly down one of the
main streets in the city of Saltillo, Mex
ico. The appearance of this venerable
gentleman was remarkably unsoldier•
like and unassuming; for he was mount
ed upon a rough mustang pony, and
was attended by only one armed dra
goon as a guard. His short person was
nearly enveloped in a dingy brown
over coat, and his feet were clad in a
pair of coarse shoes that protruded some
distance below his trowsers. A soiled
military cap was drawn down careless
ly over his eyes ; and a rusty sword
hung awkwardly at his side. There was
nothing in his dress or mien to indicate
that he was an uncommon personage,
but the swarthy citizens of the place
who stood in groups upon the pavement
bowed their heads as he passed, and
American officers of all ranks raised
their hats as they galloped by him upon
their prancing steeds.
On every side the low groans of the
wounded and dying soldiers fell upon
his ears, and their mangled limbs were
thrown out from the hospital doors al
most under his horse's feet as he ad
vanced ; but still he rode on, slowly and
heedlessly, recognizing neither friends
nor foes, but seemingly absorbed in his
own deep, anxious meditations. And
this plain old man was Gen. Zachary
Taylor, the hero of Buena Vista, the
conqueror of Santa Anna; and this was
his triumphant entrance into a place
whose atmosphere had been darkened
but one day before by the smoke of his
blazing guns as they roared in the dis
tance, and shook the lofty surounding
mountains by their thunders!
This was :he man whose invincible
courage and indomitable energy of pur
pose had just saved one gallant little
army from destruction, and had routed
another of four times its numerical
strength. He had just achieved his
greatest victory, and the glorious ti
dings were speeding rapidly across the
broad Gulf, and his name was destined
to be breathed with grateful .applause
by thousands of his admiring country
men—but now he appeared unconscious
of the future fame that awaited him, and
his whole mind was apparently laboring
under the heavy responsibilities that
still rested upon him, for he knew not
at what hour his baffled and enraged
enemies might pour down upon him
again through the dark gorges of the
mountains that rose tip on every aide,
and overwhelm the remnant of his ex
hausted troops by their superior num
bers. Yet how honorable, how eleva
ted, how glorious was the position he
then occupied in that hostile city, far
removed from his native land ! There
his will was law and hisslightest mandate
exacted obedience. None doubted his
patriotism or his ability, but all his
brave followers looked up to him with
love and confidence, and to him they
confided their safety and protection.
The fierce inhabitants of Saltillo had
but yesterday stood upon their house
tops, looking forth upon the field of bat
tle with shouts of exultation and defi
ance, hoping soon to behold the over
throw of their bold invader, and the to
tal destruction Of his little band ; but
now they sat at their doors with grieved
humble faces, gazing with awe and fear
upon the man who had vanquished their
greatest leader, and who, but a few
hours since, had swept doWn hundreds
of their nearest relatives upon the field
of Buena Vista with his terrible can
non. And now as ho r3de unattended
through their midst, in his plain dusty
garb, wrapped in his own weighty
thoughts, and heedless of their submis
sive looks, they seenied to regard him
as some superior being who had been
sent by an angry Deity to punish their
crimes and avenge the wrongs they had
committed upon others.—Eutaw ("IMO
Democrat.
Nothing is Lost.
The drop that mingles with the flood
—the sand dropped on the sea shore—
the
word you have spoken, will not be
lost. Each will have its influence and
be felt, till time shall be no more. Have
you ever thought of the effect that might
be produced by a single word 1 Drop
it pleasantly among a group, and it will
make a dozen happy, to return to their
homes and produce the same effeCt on a
hundred, perhaps. A bad word may
arouse the indignation of a whole neigh
borhood; it may spread like wild-fire,
to produce disastrous effects. As no
word is lost—be careful how you speak
—speak right—speak kindly. The in
fluence you may exert by a life of kind
ness—by words dropped among the
young and the old—is incalculable. It
will not cease when your bodies lie in
the grave, but will be felt, wider and
still wider as year after year passes
away. Who then will not exert himself
for the welfare of millions 1
HUNTINGDON, PA., TUESDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1849.
The Sabbathe
Beautiful Sabbath Thy very breath
is melody ; thy every sound is music to
the ear, Weary we come to thee for
rest. Sick, we find health in thy hours
of prayer and blessing. Weak by the
strife and troubles of the world, we
gain strength to pursue our tasks again.
Happy are they who know thee; bless
ed the nations where thy name is hon
ored. All are not so. Some know thee
not. The dark mantle of sin and igno
rance covers the heathen lands, and the
Sabbath suns have never shone in upon
their gloom, or the Sabbath bells waked
'to gratitude the joyful hearts of their
people. The Sabbath—who does not
wish to see it preserved 1 who does not
wish to see it honored What friend
to humanity but frowns upon its dese
cration God made the Sabbath. He
made it for himself. He made it for
good to than. Had it not been wise He
never would have ordained the Sabbath.
Let us honor the Sabbath then. Let us
love its author. Let us love on that ho
ly day to go up to the house of God, and
learn its statutes, and listen to the pre
cepts he has given for our salvation. It
is no loss to love and honor the Sabbath
but on the contrary a gain. We are
strengthened by the Sabbath's rest to
pursue the labor of the week. We are
not rendered poorer or less happy by
its observance, but richer and happier;
and surely if any may expect the bless
ing of God upon their labors, they are
those who honor Him by keeping the
Sabbath holy. We will not grudge to
the maker of the world, to whom belong.'
eth all the days of the week, one day in
seven, especially when this (lay is de
voted to the sweetest of all employ
ments, the cultivation of the knowledge
of himself. That would be unkind to
the author of our existence and the
author of the Sabbbath. That would
be unkind to ourselves. Therefore we
will honor the Sabbath day, and remem
ber to keep it holy. As we draw near
to the consecrated hours of the Sabbath,
let us remember the beautiful words of
the poet, as we give our hearts to pray
er and praise.
"balmy through another weer,
God has brought us on our way ;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to day,
Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of Eternal rest.
A Western Tam
A Hoosier, an awful ugly man relating
his travels in Missouri, said that he ar•
rived in Chickenville in the afternoon,
and just a few days afore, thar had been
a boat busted, and a heap of people scal
ded and killed one way and another.—
So at least, as I went into a grocery, a
squad of people loitered me in, and one
ses he, "it's one of the unfortu
nate sufferers by the bustin of the Frank
lin," and upon that he axed me to drink
with him, and as I had my tumbler half
way to my mouth, he stopped me of a
sudden—
"I beg your pardon, stranger—but"
—ses he.
"But—what I" ses I.
"Jistfix your mouth that way again!"
ses he.
I done it, jist like 1 was gwine to
drink, and I'll be hanged if I didn't think
the whole on'ine wouldgo
into fits!—
they yelled and whooped like a gang of
wolves. Finally one of 'em ses, 'don't
make fun of the unfortunate ; he's hard
ly got over bein s blotted up yet. Lest
make up a puss for him.' Then they all
throwed in, and made me up five dol
lars; as the spokesman handed me the
change, he axed me 'whar did you find
yourself after the 'splosion
" In a flat-boat," ses I.
" How far from the Franklin I" ses
" Why," ses 1, "1 never seen her,
but
as nigh as 1 can guess, it must have been
from what they tell me, nigh on to three
hundred and seventy five mile !" You
oughter 'a seen that gang scatter.
True.
We are linked together by a thou
sand ties. I cannot smile while you are
Weeping—you cannot be merry if I am
sad. Therefore let us make a covenant
with each other, that we will withhold
our sorrows and impart our joys, It is
the secret of success. We talk of the
human family, but we do not think
enough of the deep significance of the
term. Our brotherhood is larger than
the domestic circle, and if purest love
centres around the fireside of home,
yet acts of kindness and words of friend
ship should have no narrow limits.
ID- The following ' burst of elo
quence,' was deliveree before a court of
justice in Pennsylvania:
Your honor sits high on the adora
ble seat of justice, like the Asiatic rock
of Giberalter, while the eternal stream
of justice, like cadaverous clouds of the
valley, flows meandering at your feet.'
"The World owes me a Living:,
BY HORACE GREELEY,
"The world owes me a good Ming,
and I'll have it," says some blackleg, as
he furnishes a luxurious repast; "hero,
landlord, another bottle of your prime
Madeira!" Half a dozen empty head
ed fops, who sit gazing on him by stealth
in silent admiration, hail the sentiment
with rapturous applause. "That's it!
That's it I That's it ! the world owes us
a good living, and we will have it !--
Landlord! more wine here! we won't
go home till morning! Let's go it while
we are young. Who cares for expen
ses 1" The consequence of this is, the
pilfering of money drawers, the igno
minious loss of employment, genteel
loaferism, &c., &c., until one of these
enterprising gentlemen in eager pursuit
of the "good living" the world owes him
puts the wrong man's name to a check,
or in some kind of a way gets a ticket
for the marble palace at Sing Sing, where
the State provides a living for those it
considers deserving, but not such a one
as consists with their own estimate of
their exalted merits.
The great error in this case is in the
original maxim. It is false and detesta
ble. The world owes you a living 1 How
owes.l Have you earned it by good
services 1 If you have, whether on the
anvil or in the pulpit, or as a teacher,''.
you have acquired a just right to a live
lihood. But if you have eaten as much
as you earned, or worse still, done little
or no good, the world owes you nothing.
You may be worth millions and able to
enjoy every imaginable luxury without
care or effort; but if you have done
nothing to increase the sun of human
comforts, instead of the world owing
you anything, as fools have babbled,you
are morally a bankrupt and a beggar.
Mankind are just awaking to a con
sciousness of the duty resting on every
man to be active and useful in his day
and in his sphere. All are not called
to dig and hew—or plow or plain--but
every man has a sphere of usefulness
allotted to him by Providence, and is un
ir he. lIPAPrtS it
for idle pomp and heedless luxury. One
man may be fitted by nature and incli
nation for an artizan, another for a sai
lor, and a third for a merchant ; but no
man was ever born fitted for an idler and
a drone. Those who become such are
the victims of perverse circumstances,
and a deplorably false education.
But has not a rich man the right to
enjoy his wealth I Most certainly. We
would he the last to deprive him of it.
He has a natural and legal right to pos
sess and enjoy it in any manner not in
jurious to others, but he has no moral
right to be useless because he has nape
rior means of being useful. Let him
' surround himself with all the true com
forts and true luxuries of life; let the
master pieces of art smile upon him in
his galleries, and the mighty minds of
all ages speak to him from his library.
Let plenty deck his board, and the faces
of those lie loves gather joyously around
It. Let him possess in abundance the
means of satisfying every pure and just
desire of his nature; and become wiser
nobler, larger in soul, than his less for
tunate nighbor. But let him never for
get, and if he is properly trained, he nev
er can, that it is his solemn duty to be
useful to his fellow creatures, especial
ly to the depressed and suffering—to
labo. for their benefit, and suffer if need
be far their elevation.
Tie servile idolatry with which ig
norince and vulgarity have looked up
to tower and wealth—the hosannahs
whch the trampled millions have sung
before the cars of conquerors and other
scotrges of the earth—are fading forev
er. In the twilight which succeeds this
gras darkness, there comes a season of
meal anarchy, when men, having lost
faih in the juggles which once blinded
an. bound them, resolve to believe 'loth
ing--to decry and prostrate all that ri
sesabove its lowest level. Now, the la
bour with his sinew, returns hatred
forthe contempt once cast upon him,
says—"Whatan good is there in any
thtg but manual labor ! away with all
els ! those whose labor is chiefly men
take deceivers and moths!" But this
is . transitory ebullition. The world
soa learns to respect its benefactors in
whtevcr sphere, and to realize that he
wl, truly and honestly exerts himself
insome department of useful effort,
mr justly claim a brotherhood with all
wb toil, and make and earn. Let the
ris cease to look down on the poor—
th merchant on the porter; let each re.
stet the dignity of man and whether in
hi own person or that of his less forte
me brother—let haughtiness and pride
case on one side, and envy, jealousy,
5d hatred with their trains of direful
msequeuces, will vanish from the oth
and all animated in common concord
the attainment of the highest good.
,i;s ( VootirnaL
Commerce of the World.
FAANcE exports wine, brandies, silks,
fancy articles, furniture, jewelry, clocks,
watches, paper, perfumery, and fancy
goods generally.
ITALY exports corn, oil, flax, wines, es
sences, dye-stuffs, drugs, fine marble,
soap, paintings, engravings, mosaics and
salt.
PRUSSIA exports linens, woolens, zinc,
articles of iron, copper and brass, indigo,
pork, hams, musical instruments, tobac.
co, wine add wax lain.
GERMANY exports wool, woolen goods,
linen, rags, core, timber, iron, lead, tin,
flax, hemp, wine, wax, tallow and cat.
tle.
AUSTRIA exports minerals, raw and
manufactured silk, thread, glass, grain,
wax, tar, nut-gall, wine, honey, and
mathematical instruments.
ENGLAND exports cottons, woolens,
glass, hardware, earthenware, cutlery,
iron, metallic wares, salt, coal, watches,
tin, silks and linens.
RUSSIA exports tallow, flax, hemp,
flour, iron, copper, linseed, lard, hides,
wax, duck, cordage, bristles, fur, potash
and tar.
SPAIN exports wine, brandy, oil, fresh
& dried fruits, quicksilver, sulphur, salt.
cork s saffron, anchovies, silks and wool.
ens.
CHINA exports tea, rhubarb, musk,
ginger, zinc, borax, silks cassia, filagree
work, ivory ware, lacquered ware and
porcelain.
TURKEY exports coffee, opium, silks,
drugs, gums, dried fruits, tobacco, wines,
camel's hair, carpets, shawls, camlets
and morocco.
HINOOOSTAN exports silks, shawls, Car
pets, opium, sugar, saltpetre, pepper,
gum, indigo, cinnamon, cochineal, dia
monds pearls and drugs.
MEXICO exports gold, and silver, coch
ineal, indigo, sarsaparilla, vanilla, jalap
fustic, Campeachy wood, pimento, drugs
and dye-stuffs.
BRAZIL exports coffee, indigo, sugar,
rice, hides, dried meats, tallow, gold,
diamonds and other precious stones,
gums mahogany, and India rubber.
WEST INDIES exports sugar, molasses,
rum, tobaeuu, ei g nra, mahogany, dye
woods, coffee, pimento, fresh fruits and
preserves, wax, ginger, and other spi
ces.
SwrrzErft.isn exports cattle, cheese,
butter, tallow, dried fruit, coal, linen,
silks, velvets, lace, jewelry, paper and
gunpowder.
EAST INDIES exports cloves, nutmegs,
mace, pepper, rice, indigo, gold dust,
camphor, benison, sulphur, ivory, rat.
tans, sandal wood, zinc and nuts.
. ,
UNITED STATES exports principally ag•
ricultural produce, cotton, tobacco, flour,
provisions of all kinds, lumber, turpen•
tine, and wearing apparel.
TILE DEVIL'S Faua.—Potatoes were
first introduced at Moscow by a Mr.
Roland, about sixty years ago. At first
the people would neither plant nor touch
them, saying they were the devil's fruit,
given to him on complaining to God that
he had no fruit, when he was told to
search in the earth for some, which he
did and found potatoes. A
curious
Berwickshire legend, which however is
palpably annchromatieal, attributes the
introduction of potatoes into Scotland
to that famous wizard of the north, Sir
Michael Scott. The wizard and the
devil being in partnership, took lease on
a farm on the Mertoun estates, called
Whitehouse. The wizard was to man•
age the farm ; the devil advanced the
capital. The produce was to be divi.
ded as follows : The first year Sir Mich
ael was to have all that grew above the
ground, and his partner all that grew
below; the second year their shares
were to be just the opposite way. His
Satanic majesty, as usual in such cases,
was fairly overreached in his bargain ;
for the wizard cunningly sowed all the
land the first year with wheat, and
planted it with potatoes the second; so
that the devil got nothing for his share
but wheat stubble and potatoe tops ; and
this scourging rotation Sir Michael con
tinued, until he not only beggared his
partner, but exhausted the soil.—ln
spite of this legend, however, we must
continue to give credit to Sir Walter
Raleigh for having been the introducer
of potatoes into this country. The first
that tried them, we are told, fell into
the very natural mistake of eating the
tops and disregarding the roots.—
Shield's Gazeste.
A trial for breach of promise came off
last week in Ohio, where the courtship '
had continued for 15 years. The faith
less swain had to pay $4OO damages.
Courting at such a rate, 15 years for
WO, or about right cents per night—is
the cheapest amusement a fellow can
engage tn. Why, 8 cents per night
would not pay the firewood and candle
light. A sensible jury that!
VOL. XIV, NO. 47
Good Advice.
Bo just, because equity is the support
of the human species. Be good, be•
cause goodness connects all heart!. ! Be
indulgent, because feeble thyself, thou
livest with beings as feeble as thou art I
Be gentle, because gentleness attracts
attention ! Be graceful, because grati
tude feeds and nourishes benevolence
Be modest because haughtiness is dia.
gusting to beings, smitten with them
selves! Forgive injuries, because re
venge perpetuates hatred ! Do good to
him that injureth thee, in order to show
thyself move noble than he is, and to
make a friend of h;m! Be reserved
temperate, and chaste, because,fvoluptu
ousness, intemperance, and excess, will
destroy thy being and render thee COW
temptible I
In short, be a man ; be a sensible dad
rational being; be a faithful husband, a
tender father; an equitable master; a
zealous citizen; labor to serve thy coun
try by thy powers, thy talents, thine in.
dustry, and thy virtues ; participate with
thine associates those gifts which nature
hath bestowed on the; diffuse happiness
contentment, and joy, over all those who
approach thee, that the sphere of thine
actions, enlivened by thy kindness, may
react upon thyself , be assured that the
man who makes others happy, cannot be
unhappy himself.—.9ge of .Reason,
F,
' IGHTING ON EQUAL TERBOL-I will
ell you a little incident that occurred in
Georgia many years ago. Judge T. a
celebrated duellist, who has lost a leg,
and who was known to be a dead shot,
challenged Col. D., a gentleman of great
humor and attainments. The friends
tried to prevent the meeting, but to no
effect. The parties met on the ground,
when Uol. D. was asked if he was ready
'No, sir,' he replied.
'What are you waiting for, thenr in-
quired Judge T's second.
'Why, sir,' said Col. D., have sent
my boy into the wood , : to hunt a bee
gum to put my leg in, for I don't intend
to give the Judge any advantage over
me. You see he has a wooden leg !'
The whole party roared with laughter,
and the thing was so ridiculous that it
broke up the fight. Col. D. was after
wards told that it would sink his repu
tation.
'Well, he replied, it 'can't sink me
lower than a bullet can!'
'But,' urged his friends, 'the papers
will be filled about you.'
Well,' said he, 'I would rather fill fif•
ty newspapers than fill a coffin!'
No one ever troubled the Colonel of
ter that.
PREDICTIONS.
He who has a high forehead, will
have his eyes under it, and will live all
the days of his life.
He who has alon g nose, will have
the most to blow and the better to han
dle.
He that is bald will be likely to have
no hair; but if he happens to have any
it will not be on the bald place.
Women who have curious eyebrows
will, in all likelihood have eyelashes
under them, and will be beloved, if any
one takes a liking to them.
Young men who have any gallantry
will have arms, with young ladies
swinging to them.
Old men whose wives are dead, will
marry again if they have a good
chance.
Etl Near the white mountains, N. H.
there is a family of nineteen children,
all by the same parents, the eldest of
whom is but seventeen. The old Ro
mans would have decided that such a
father deserved well of his country.'
'flow late is it 1"Look et boss
and see if he's drunk yet f' if he isn't it
can't be much after eleven.' Does he
keep such good time!' Splendid
they regulate the town clock by his
nose.'
Sdina Compute that the rats in the
United States consume six millions of
dollars worth of grain a year. These
animals are almost as expensive and
worthless ns loafers and dandies who
appear to be 'born only to consume the
fruits of the earth.'
re'Mrs. Elizabeth Barnett, a lady or
Chester county, (Pa.) recently died at
Guthrieville, in this State, at the advan•
ced age of one hundred and eleven
years. She retained her mental face!.
ties to the last;
No two things differ More than hurry
and dispatch. Flurry is the mark of a
weak mind—despatch of a strong one.
WITHOUT health„ the most exquisite
pleasures are dull and insipid.
WE know as little when we shall
leave the world as we did when we
Caine into it.