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VOLUME XVII.
BALTIMORE LOCK HOSPITAL.
WHERE may be obtained the most speedy re
medv for
SECRET DISEASES.—GIeets, Strictures,
Seminal Weakness, Pain in the Loins, Affections
6f the Kidneys, and all those Peculiar Affections
Arrising from a SECRET HABIT, particularly the
south of both sexes, which if not cured, produces
Constitutional Debility, rendering Marriage impos
iible, and in the end destroys both Mind and
YOUNG MEN Especially, who have become
the victims of Solitary Vice, that dreadful and
destructive, habit which annually sweeps to an un
timely grave thousands of young men of the most
exalted talents and brilliant intelect, who might
Otherwise have entranced listning Senates with
the thunders of eloquence, or waked to ecstasy
the living lyre, may call with full confidence.
Married persons, or those contemplating marri
age, being aware of physical weakness, should
immediatedly consult Dr. J., and be restored to
perfect health.
DR. JOHNSTON. Office No. 7 SOUTH
FREDERICK STREET, SEVEN DOORS
FROM BALTIMORE STEET,Eust side UP
THE STEPS. air BE PARTICULAR in ob
serving the NAME and NUMBER. or you will
mistake the place.
A CURE WARRANTED, on NO CHARGE
MADE, IN FROM ONE TWO DAYS.
Take Notice—Dr. Johnston's Office is in his
dwelling, VP THE STEPS. His very extensive
practice is a sufficient guarantee that he is the on
ly proper Physician to apply to.
DR. JOHNSTON, Member of the Royal Col
lege of Surgeons. London, graduate from one of
the most eminent Colleges of the United States,
and the greater part of whose life has been spent
in the Hospitals of London, Paris, Philadelphia,
and elsewhere, has effected some of the most as
tonishing cures that were ever known, many
troubled with ringing in the ears and head when
asleep, great nervousness, being alarmed at sud
den sounds, and bashfulness, with frequent blush
ing, attended sometimes with derangement of
mind, were cured immediately.
A CERTAIN DISEASE.—It is a melancholy
fach that thousands WI Victims to this horrid dis
ease owing to the Unskillfulness of ignorant pre
tenders, who by the use of that deadly poison
Mercury, ruin the Constitution, causing the must
serious symptoms of this dreadful disease to make
their appearance, such as affections of the head,
throat, nose, skin, etc., progressing with fright
ful rapidity till death puts a period to their dread
ful suffering, by sending them to that Bourne
whence no traveler returns.
TAKE PARTICULAR NOTICE.—Young
men who have injured themselves by a certain
practice indulged in when alone—a habit frequent
ly learned from:evil companions, or ut school—the
effects of which are nightly felt, es-en when asleep,
and if not cured renders marriage impossible, and
destroys both mind and body.
What a pity that a young man, the hope of his
country, and the darling of his parents should he
snatched from all prospects and enjoyments of life I
by the consequences of deviating from the path of
nature and indulging in a certain secret habit.—
Such persons before contemplating.
MARRIAGE, should reflect that a sound mind
and body are the most necessary requisitsts to
promote connubial happineSs. Indeed, without
these, the journey through life becomes a weary
pilgrimage, the prospect horly darkens to the
view—the melancholy reflection, that the happi
ness of another becomes blighted with our own.
CONSTITUTIONAL DEBILITY.-Dr. J.
addresses young uien, and all who have injured
themselves by. private and improper indulgence.
IMPUISSANE.—These are some of the sad
and melancholy effects produced by curly habits of
youth, viz: Weakness of the Back end Limbs,
Pains in the head. Dimness of Sight, Loss of
Muscular Power, Palpitation of the Heart Dys
pepsia, Nervous Irritability, Derangements of the
Digestive Functions, General Debility Symptoms
of Consumption, &c.
MentanyLTli; fearful effects on the mind are
much to be dreaded; Loss of Memory, Confusion
of ideas, Depression of Spirit, Evil Forboding,s,
Aversion to Society, Self Distrust, Love of Soli
tude, &c. are sumo of the evils produced.
Thousands of persons of all ages, can now judge
what is the cause of their declining health. Los
ing their vigor, becoming weak, pale and emacia
ted, have a singular appearance about the eyes,
cough and symptoms of consumption.
Married persons, or those contemplating marri
age, being aware of physical wockness, should
immediately consult Dr. J. and be restored to
perfect health.
. -
OFFICE, NO. 7, SOUTH FREDERICK
STREET, Baltimore, J/ii.
ALL SURGICAL OPPERATIONS PER
FORMED.—N. B. Let no tbise (Iclieney pre
vent you, but apply immediately either personally
or by letter.
Skin Diseases Speedily Cured.
TO STRANGERS.-.The many thousands cur
ed Institution within the last ten years.
and t h u numerous important Surgical Operations
performed by Dr. J., witness by the Reporters of
the papers, and many other persona, notices of
whirl, have appeared again and again helbro the
public, is a sufficient guarantee that the afflicted
will find a skillfitli and honorable physician.
As there arc in many ignorant and worthless
packs advertising themselves as Phisicians, ruining
the health of the afflicted Dr. Johnston would
any to those unacquainted with his reputation Mat
Ais Credentials or Diplomas always hang in his
office.
WEAKNESS OF THE ORGANS immedi
ately cured, and full rigor restored.
ra`-- ALL LETTERS POST PAID—REME
DIES SENT BY MAIL.
Jan. 8,1852.—1 y.
Administrator's Notice.
.Estate of John Plummer, late of Penn town.
ship, Huntingdon county, dec'd.
LETTERS of administration upon the estate of
John Plummer,
late of Penn township. deed, ,
have been granted to the subscribers. All per
sons having claims will present them properly nu-
thenticated, and those indebted are requested to
make immediate payment.
ELI PLUMMER, Hopewell tp.,
ABRAHAM PLUMMER, Penn tp., 5 Adm.
Jan. 1, 1852. U.
Executor's Notice.
In the matter of the Estate of Abraham Zimmer
man, late of Tod township, dec'd.
Letters Testamentary, upon the last Will and
Testament of said deceased, having been granted
to the subscriber, all persons knowing themselves
indebted to the said estate will make payment to,
424 all persons having claims against said estate
will present them duly authenticated, to
ANDREW G. NEFF, Ex.
Narilosburg, Dec., 22, 1251.
" HUNGARY.
Dead on the plain her warrior's lie ;
Their battle shouts are o'er;
No more the loud bucinna rings
From hill to cliff-crowned shore;
Triumphant songs of victory roll
Above her fallen brave,
Vanquished at last beneath the foe,
Their banners drink the wave.
From Zara to the Danube's side,
Leagued with the wily Croat,
Where'er the despot's shadow falls,
The Austrian eagles float;
Their horsemen backed by sword and crown
In conquering marches tread,
Alike o'er Hungary's struggling son,
And o'er the martyred dead.
Twelve times the treacherous tyrants swore
In God's eternal name,
To guard in equity and peace,
Her pure and noble fame;
Twelve times the kingly oaths were broke;
Still burned the accursed brand;
Till from their hills they armed to strike
Her name from out the land.
Then rose the wild avenging cry,
As sweeps the tempest's roar,
The house of Hapsburg is foresworn,
Her kings shall rule no more."
Swift to their fiery bottle-steeds,
Her bounding warrior's sprung;
O'er cliff and hill, and rocky steep,
The Magyar war-song rung.
But for the coward traitor hearts,
Who bent the servile kneo,
And dimmed in treason's cloudy rays,
The star of liberty,
The sword once wakened from its sheath,
Had never fought in vain,
The invader's hostile ranks had fled—
Her borders heaped with slain.
"Nor always to the swift the race,
The battle to the strong,"
Nor always frowns the cause of right,
Triumphant over wrong;
Yet downed and fallen Hungary,
Thy sons bleed nut in vain !
High o'er the midnight waves of woe,
Morning shall rise again !
Once more shall justice be enthroned;
The vassal's chains shall fall,—
Once more a fearful cry must break
Through Austria's princely hall:—
Once more her sons must share the light,
Oh ! Patriot Chief, with thee !
And God, the God of Hosts, win
The battle for the five.
A Voice Within.
There is a voice within me
And 'tis so sweet a voice,
That its soft lisping wins me,
Till tears start to mine eyes;
Deep from my soul it springeth,
Like hidden melody;
And evermore it singeth
This song of songs to me:
"This world is full of beauty
As other worlds above;
And if we did our duty
It might he full of lover
From the New York Dutchman,
COL. MICKLEY'S HORSE.
BY PAUL OREYTON,
I have never been able to ascertain the'
origin of the quarrel between the Crick
lays and the Drakes. They have lived
within a mile of each other in Illinois, for
five years, and from the first of their ac
quaintance, there had been a mutual feel
ing of dislike between the two families.—
Then some misunderstanding about the
boundary of their respective farms, re
vealed the latest flame; and Col. Criokley
having followed a fat buck all one after
noon and wounded him, came up to him at
dark and found old Drake and his sons
cutting him up! This incident added fuel
to the fire, and from that time there was
nothing the two families did not do to an
noy each other. They shot each other's
ducks in the river, purposely mistaking
them for wild ones, and then, by way of
retaliation, commenced killing off each oth
ers pigs and calves.
One evening, Mr. Drake the older, was
returning home, with his "pocket full of
rooks," from Chicago, whither he had
been to dispose of a load of grain. Sam
Barstone was with him on the wagon, and
as they approached the grove which inter
vened between them and Mr. Drake's
house, he observed to his companion—
“What a beautiful mark Colonel Crick
ley's old Roan is over yonder!,'
"Hang it?” muttered old Drake, "so it
is.,,
The horse was standing under some
trees, about twelve rods from fhe road.
Involuntarily, Drake stopped his team,
HUNTINGDON, PA., THURSDAY, JANUARY 22, 1852.
Ho glanced furtively around, then with a
queer smile the old hunter took up his ri
fle from the bottom of the wagon, and rais
ing it to his shoulder, drew a sight on the
Colonel's horse.
"Beautiful!" muttered Drake, lowering
his rifle with the air of a man resisting a
powerful temptation. "I could drop old
Roan so easy!"
"Shoot," suggested Sam Barston, who
loved fun in any shape,
"No, no, 'twouldn't do," said the old
hunter, glancing cautiously around him
again.
"I won't tell," said Sam.
"Wal, I won't shoot this time, any way,
tell or no toll. The horse is too nigh. If
he was fifty rods off instead of twelve, so
there'd be a bare posibility of mistaking
him for a deer, I'd let fly. As it is, I'd
give the Col. five dollars for a shot."
At that moment, the Colonel himself
stepped from behind a big oak, not half a
dozen paces distant, and stood beforp Dr.
Blake!
"Well, why don't you shoot?"
The old man stammered in some confu
sion—" That you, Colonel? I-I was temp
ted to, I declare! And as I said, I'll give
a 'V' for one pull."
"Say an 'X' and it's a bargain!"
Drake felt for his rifle, and looked at
old Roan.
"How much is the horse wuthr he mut
tered in Sam's ear.
"'Bout fifty."
"Gad, Colonel, I'll do it! Here's your
, X!' "
The Colonel pocketed the money, n►ut
tering—
"Hanged, if I thought you'd take me
With high glee the old hunter put a
fresh cap on his rifle, stood up in his wa
gon, and drew a ()lose sight on old Roan.
Sam Barston chuckled. The Col. put his
hand before his face and chuckled too.
"Crack!" went the rifle. The hunter tore
out a horrid oath, which I will not repeat.
Sam was astonished. The Colonel laugh
ed. Old Roan never stired!
Blake stared at his rifle with a face
black as Othello's.
"What's the matter with you, hey?---•
Fus' time you ever sarved me quite such a
trick, I swan!"
And Blake loaded the piece with great
wrath and indignation.
"People said you'd lost your nack o'
shooting," observed the Colonel, in a cut
ting tone of.satire.
"Who said so? Its a lie!" thundered
Blake. "I can shoot—"
"A horse at ten rods? ha! ha!"
Blake was livid.
"Look yere, Colonel, I can't stand
that!" he began.
"Never mind, the horse can," sneezed
the Colonel. "I'll risk you."
Grinding his teeth, Blake produced
another ten-dollar bill.
"Here!" he growled, "I'm bound to
have another shot, any way."
"Crack away," cried the Colonel, pock
eting the note.
Blake did crack away—with a deadly
aim do—but the horse did not mind the
bullet in the least. To the rage and un
utterable astonishment of the hunter, old
Roan looked him right in the face, as if
he rather liked the fun.
" Blake," cried Sam, you're drunk! A
horse at a dozen rods—oh, my eye!"
"Just you shut your mouth, or I'll
shoot you!" thundered the excited Blake.
"The bullet was hollow, I'll swear. The
man lies, says I can't shoot. Last week
I out off a goose's head at fifteen roods,
and kin dew it again. By the Lord
Harry, Colonel, you can laugh, but I'll
Get now, thirty dollars, I can bring down
your old Roan at one shot.
The wager was readily accepted. The
stakes was placed in Sam's hands. Elated
with the idea of winning back his two tens,
and making an "X" into the bargain,
Blake carefully selected a perfect ball,
and oven buckskin patch, and beaded his
rifle.
It was now nearly dark, but the hunter
boasted of being able to shoot a bat on
the wing by starlight, and without any
hesitation, he drew a clear sight on old
Roan's head,
A minute later, Blake was driving
through the grove, the most enraged, the
most desperate of men. His rifle, innocent
victim of his ire, lay with broken stock on
the bottom of the wagon. Sam Barston
was too much frightened to laugh. Mean
while, the gratified Colonel was rolling on
the ground convulsed with mirth, and old
Roan was standing undisturbed under the
trees.
When Blake reached home, his two
sons discovering his ill-humor and the
mutilated condition of the rifle stock, has-
I tened to arouse his spirits with a peice of
news, which they were sut e would make
him dance for joy.
"Clear out!" growled the angry old
man. "I dont want to hear any news;
get away, or I shall knock one of you
down!"
"But, father, it's such a trick!"
"Blast you and your tricks!"
"—Played off on the Colonel—"
"On the Colonel?" cried the old man,
beginning to be interested. "Gad, if
you're played the Colonel a trick, less
here it."
" Well, father,.Jed and I this after
noon, went out for deer—"
"Hang the deer! come to the trick"
"Could't find any deer, but thought
we must shoot something; so Jed banged
away at the Colonel's old Roan—shot
him dead!"
Shot old Roan?" thundered the hunter,
"By the Lord Harry, Jed, did you shoot
the Colonel's hoss !"
641 didn't do any thing else."
"Devil! devil!" groaned the hunter.
"And then," pursued Jed, confident
the joke part of the story must please his
father, "Jim and I propped the hoss up,
and tied his head back with a cord, and
left him standing under the trees exactly
as if he were alive. Ha! ha! Fancy the
Colonel going to catch him! ho! ho! ho!
wan't it a joke?"
Old Blake's head fell upon his breast.—
He felt of his empty pocketbook, and look
ed at his broken rifle. Then in a rueful
tone, he whispered to the boys—
"lt is a joke! But if you ever tell of
it—or if you do, Sans Barston—l'll skin
you alive! By Lord Harry, boys, I've
been shooting at that dead horse half an
hour at ten dollars a shot!"
At that moment, Sam fell into the gut
ter. Jed dragged him out insensible.—
Sam had laughed himself almost to death.
THE MOTHER.
What pleasure can be higher or more
unallo3ed to the bestower, what sight more
endearing to the beholder, than a matron,
o'er whose brow the shadow of time, like
that on the dial, has passed, yet left much
of the sunny light of life behind, leading
her daughter to emulate the graces of
which she herself is so fair a pattern ? Or
to mark a son, in all the pride of youthful
manhood, paying back with love, little
short of adoration, the cares of her whose
gentle instructions first lured him to seek
the wider paths of knowledge, and at whose
knee his infant prayer WAS first breathed?
A GOOD ONE.
We learn that on the day of voting for
'License,' at Cincinnati, an old toper went
staggering up to the polls, with a ticket in
his hand on which was printed in bold
characters, 'No License.' A liquor dealer,
on noticing the old man's ticket, inqui
red:—
'Do you know what sort of a ticket you
are going to doteV
'Yea' replied the toper, goes for No
License; I want to get the d-stuff out
of my way.'
Not so bad. We know of scores who
want to get rid of the evil, but who have
not the nerve to withstand the temptations
constantly thrown in their paths.—Ten
nessec Organ.
BRILLIANT.-A poetic young man, in
writing to his lady love, says, , 4 her face
is a lamp of alabaster, lit up with pleasant
thoughts." What an interesting light to
write by, especially if she would allow you
to punctuate wigs kisses. Take away the
sugar, Jim.
U 7"" I know a little what a great deal
moans," as the gander said when he saw
the tip of a fox's tail sticking out of a hol
low tree.
THE THREE MELON NEEDS.
When I was a schoolboy, more than fif
ty years ago, I remember to have read, in
'an English journal, whose name I have
now forgotten, a story which may have
been a fiction; but, which was very natu
rally told, and made a deep impression up
on me then. I will endeavor to draw it
forth from the locker of my memory ; and,
engage beforehand, to he very much in
debted to any one who will indicate its
original source.
Three young gentlemen, who bad finish
ed the must substantial part of their re
past, were lingering over their fruit and
wine, at an eating house in London; when
a man, of middle age, and middle stature,
entered the public room, where they were
sitting, seated himself at one end of
small, unoccupied table; and calling the
waiter, ordered a simple mutton chop and
a glass of ale. His appearance, at first
view, was not likely to arrest the atten
tion of any one. His hair was getting to
be thin and gray; the expression of his
countenance was sedate, with a slight
touch, perhaps, of melancholy; and, he
wore a gray surtout, with a standing collar,
which, manifestly, had seen service. if the
wearer bad not—just such a thing as an
officer would bestow upon his serving
man. He might be taken, plausibly
enough, for a country magistrate, or an
attorney, of limited practice, or a school
master.
He continued to masticate his chop, and
sip his ale, in silence, without lifting his
eyes from the table, until a melon seed,
sportively snapped from between the thumb
and finger of one of the gentlemen, at the
opposite table, struck him upon his right
ear. his eye was instantly upon his ag
gressor; and, his ready intelligence gath
ered, from the illy suppressed merriment
of the party, that,this petty impertinence
was intentional.
The stranger stooped and picked up the
melon send, and a scarcely perceptible
smile passed over his features, as ho care
fully wrapped up the seed, in a piece of
paper, and placed it into his pocket.--
This singular procedure, with their pre
conceived impressions of their customer,
somewhat elevated as they were, by the
wine they had partaken capsized their
gravity entirely, and a burst of irresisti
ble laughter proceeded from the group.
Unmoved by this rudeness, the stranger
continued to finish his frugal repast, in
quiet, until another melon seed, from the
same hand, struck him upon the right el
bow. This also, to the infinite amusement
of the other party, ho picked from the
floor, and carefully deposited it with the
first.
Amidst shouts of laughter, a third mel
on seed was soon after discharged, which
hit him upon the left breast. l his also
he very deliberately took from the floor,
and deposited with the other two.
As he rose, and was engaged in paying
for his repast, the gayety of these sporting
gentlemen became slightly subdued. It
was not easy to account for this. Lavater
would not have been able to detect the
slightest evidence of irritation or resent
ment, upon the features of the starnger.—
Ho seemed a little taller, to be sure, and
the carriage of his head might have appear
ed to them rather more erect. He walk
ed to the table at which they were sitting,
and with that air of dignified calmness,
which is a thousand times more terrible
than wrath, drew a card from his pocket,
and presented it with perfect civility to
the offender, who could do no less than
offer his in return. While the stranger,
unclosed his surtout, to take the card from
his pocket, they had a glance at the un
dress coat of a military man. The card
disclosed his rank, and a brief inquiry at
the bar was sufficient for the rest He
was a captain, whom ill health and long
service had entitled to half-pay. In ear
lier life he had been engaged in several
affairs of honor, and in the dialect of the
fancy, was a dead shot.
The neat morning a note arrived at the
aggresor's residence, containing a chal
lenge, in form, and ono only of the melon
seeds. The truth then flashed before the
ohallonged party—it was the ohallenger's
intention to make three bites at this oher-
NUMBER 3,
ry, three separate aff,lirs out of this un
warantable frolic. The challenge was ac
cepted, and the challenged party in de
ference to the challenger's reputed sLiil
with the pistol, had half decided upon the
small sword; but his friends, who were on
the alert, :iron discovered that the captain,
who had risen by his merit, had, in the
earlier days of his necessity, gained his
bread as an accomplished instructor in the
use of that very weapon. They met and
fired, alternately, by lot, the young man
had selected this mode thinking he might
win the first fire—be did—fired, and miss
ed his opponent. The captain levelled
his pistol and fired—the ball passed
through the flap of the right ear, and
grazed the bone; and, as the wounded man
involuntary put his hand to the place, ho
remembered that it was on the right ear of
his antagonist that the seed had fallen.
Here ended the first lesson. A month
had passed. His friends cherished the
hope that he would hear !lathing more
from the captain, when another note--a
challenge of course— and another of those
accursed melon seeds arrived, with the
captain's apology, on the score of health,
for not sending it before.
Again they met; fired simultaneously, and
the captain, who was unhurt, shattered the
right elbow of his antagonist—the very
point upon which he had been struck by
the second melon seed and here ended the
second lesson. There was something aw
fully impressive in the modus operandi,
and exquisite skill of this antagonist. The
third melon seed was still in his possession,
and the aggressor had not forgotten that
it had struck the unoffending gentleman
upon the left breast! A month has past
—another—and another, of terrible sus
pense; but nothing was heard from the
captain. Intelligence had been received,
that he was confined to his lodgings by
illness. At length the gentleman who had
been his second, in the former duels, once
snore presented himself, and tendered an
other note, which, ns the recirient per
ceived on taking it contained the last mel
on seed. The note was superscribed in •
the captain's well-known hand, but it was
the writing evidently cf one who wrote di
ficiente menu. There was an unusual
solemnity, also, in the manner of him who
delivered it. Tho seal was broken, and
there was the Melon seed in a blank en
velope.—• And what, sir, am I to under
stand by this?" "You will understand,
sir, that my friend forgives you--he is
I dead."
PITIVILEGED MEMBERS.
A correspondent of the N. Y., Inde
pendent, writing from Washington, tells
the following good one of a minister who
was not acquainted with the ways of the.
Capitol:
A gentleman on a visit here and anxious
to listen to the debates, opened very cool
ly, one of tho doors of the Senate, and
was about to pass in when the door-keeper
asked, Aro you a trivileged motnber?—
What do your mean by such a man? asked,
the stranger. The reply was a Governor,
an ex-member of Congress, or a foreign
minister. The stranger said, lam a minis
ter. From what court or country, if you
please? asked the official. (Very gravely
pointing up)—From the court of heaven,
sir. To this our door keeper wagEish:y
remarked, "This goverment at present
holds no intercourse with that foreign
power"'
(tP If you put two persons to sleep ip
the seine bed-room ono of whom hai the
toothache, and the other is in love, you
will find that the one who has the tooth
ache will go to sleep first.
if A lady of fashion seprecl into a
shop not long since, and asked the keeper
if he had any “tuatrimouial baskets," she
being too polite to say cradles.
Err A son of Erin cautions the public
against harboring or trusting his wife Peg
gy on hie account as he is not married to
her!
tom" Why is the toothache like an un
answerable argument I Because it makes
people hold their jaws.