VOLUME XVII.
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JEHOVAH TSIDKENU-A HYMN.
I once was a stranger to grace and to God—
I knew not my danger, I felt not my load;
When friends spoke with rapture of Christ on
the tree,
Jehovah Teidkenu was nothing to tee,
I've oft read with pleasure, to soothe or engage,
Isaiales wild measure or John's simple page;
But e'en when they pictured the blood sprink-
led tree—
Jehovah Tsidkonu was nothing to ma
Like tears front the daughter of Zion that roll,
I wept when the water went over his soul
Yet thought not my sins had nailed him to the
Jehovah Tsidkcnu was nothing to ma.
But when free grace awoke, and with light from
on high,
My legal tears shook mo—l trembled to die
-I,le refuge or safety in self could I see,
Jehovah Tsidkenu my Saviour must be.
My terrors all vanished before that sweet name—
My guilty fears banished, with boldness I came
To drink at the fountain, life-giving and free;
Jehovah Tsidkenu is all things to me.
Jehovah Tsidkeuu ! m y name and my boast—
Jehovah Tsidkenu! I ne'er shall be lost;
By Thee !shall conquer, by blood and by field,
My. Cable, my Anchor, my Breast-plate and
Shield.
E'en passing the valley—the shadow of death—
This watch-word shall rally my faltering breath;
For when from life's fever, my God sets mo free,
Jehovah Tsidkenu my death-song shall be.
Votittrat.
A Voice from Tennessee.
At the Whig ratification meeting in
Washington city, the Hon. Was. Cur.Lom
spoke as follows:
Mr. President and fellow-citizens of the
city of Washington and of the District of
Columbia- -I do not know but that I ought
to extend my gratulations beyond the Dis
trict, for it occurs to me on this occasion,
that not only is the city of Washington
out in its strength, and the District•of Col
umbia, but it seems to me from the front
you present hero to-night that we must
have had a sprinkling from the world at
large. [Laughter.] I thank your Chair
man for stating to you that I come front
Tennessee. lam a Tennessean by adop
tion, although a Kentuckian by birth. I
ant a Clay Whig of the Kentucky school.
[Cheers.] And lam here to-night, as all
Whigs are at all times, and on all occa
sions, to bear my testimony in behalf of
the virtues of Whig principles. [Cheers.]
Gentleman, I will not occupy your pre
cious time by recounting what transpired
in the Baltimore Convention, of which I
was one of the humble members; but suf
fice it to say, whether you preferred Dan
iel Webster or Millard Fillmore, as I did,
or Gen Winfiod Scott, the selection of a
candidate is a matter of Compromise be
tween the thirty one free and independent
States of this Confederacy. No section of
the nation expected its choice; no locality
is to stand upon its preferences in defiance
of the great will of the American people;
but in that Convention the claims of every
aspirant were canvassed, and their friends
adhered to them with unwavering tenaci
ty; and the choice at last fell upon • Gen.
Winfield Scott, of New Jersey, whom I
proclaim to-night as the second father of
his country. [Cheers.] Yes fellow-citi
zens, I care not for my preferences; I ant
a Whig from principle. I worship at the
shrine of no man; and when you say to me
that you cannot subscribe to the nomina
tion because it is not your choice, 1 pro
nounce you men-worshippers, who forget
what has been inscribed upon the Whig
banner—"measures not men."
Gentlemen, what is the struggle in
which you aro to engage for the next few
months? Gentlemen, Winfield Scott and
Willian A. Graham have committed to
them the banner of the Whig party; while
our Demooratio friends, amidst great
"noise and confusion," have ransacked the
Democratic calender from A to izzard
[laughter] and from izzard back again to
A, to find for themselves a suitable man;
and behold they have "grabbed" and
hauled up "from the vasty deep" a gen
tleman who, they say is a general tou!—
[Laughter.] Gentlemen, Franklin Pierce
has been made the Democratic Standard
bearer; and now let me ruu a brief parallel
uittinobot
HUNTINGDON, PA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 1852.
before the audience between the relative
claims of General Winfield Scott, who is a
real general, and the man whom the Dem
ocrats say is a general—Franklin Pierce of
New Hampshire. That Mr. Pierce may
be a gentleman, and doubtless is a gentle
man, I am not here to controvert; but if
be is presented to the country on the score.
of his military achievements, in opposition
to onr General of six feet four inches
standing in his [laughter] stockings; a
general covered with honorable scars re
ceived in fighting the battles of his coun
try; scars which mark him from the crown
of his head to the sole of his foot; a man
who never fainted in a battle, [cheers and
laughter,] and whose glorious war charger
never fainted, [renewed laughter;] if, I
say, General Pierce is conic into competi
tion with our real general, I am here as
one of the Scott b'hoys to pull off the mask.
[Loud cheers.]
Sir, where are the achievements of Gen
eral Pierce! I ask you where are his ex
ploits? I have looked in vain for his
grave-yard. [Laughter). I have not
been able to discover his laurels on all
the face of the earth—and the Republic
of Mexico included. ' [Great Laughter.)
Not at all doubting his courage, yet in
view of the truth of history I must be al
lowed to say, and every Democrat must
allow me to repeat it, that it is not recor
ded upon any page of the history of my
country that Gen. Franklin Pierce ever
fought a battle or won a victory. [Great
cheers and laughter.) There is a general
of Mr. Polk's appointment! I have been
told by a gentleman that, that was the
best appointment which Mr. Polk made.—
God save the mark! [Laughter.) I re
plied to the gentleman that I did not
know about this appointment being the
best." I replied that I could not under
stand, "Why because, in the first place,
he had the candor to admit that ho was no
geueral at all; [Great laughter;) and, in
the second place, because lie had the man
liness to resign his office and conic home,
while his other appointees had neither the
manliness to acknowledge their deficien
cies, nor the honesty to resign their com
missions." [Roars of laughter.
But, gentlemen, it is oertaiu that Mr.
Pierce was unfortunate; I will not say that
he lacked in courage, but he was unfortu
nate. On the day of battle some say that
he fainted. I will not, however repeat
that, for it may be a slander. I under
stand that that is entirely a mistake; that
Geu. Pierce did not faint, but that his
horse fainted. (Peals or laugter.) I will
not slander Gen. Pierce, but I must con
fess that I have no peculiar liking for that
stock of horses that are given to fainting.
'Continued laughter and cheering.) That
horse that fainted under Gen. Pierce, was
not of the old stock that Gen. Scott rode
upon many a battle-field; for I never
heard that the glorious war charger of the
hero of Lundy's Lane fainted anywhere.-
1 find it recorded that one of his glorious
war chargers in a certain battle was cut
down by a cannon bull beneath his glori
ous rider. But, instead of Gen Scott
fainting, what was the effect? Why, sir,
he laid his powerful grasp upon the arm of
a British officer, pulled him from his horse,
took him prisoner, vaulted into his vaca
ted saddle, and pursued the flying enemy.
(Immense cheering.) There is a general
for you! (Tremendous cheers.) A gen
eral not merely entitled to military but
tons and epaulets, but to the highest con
fidence of his country. (Renewed cheers.
But, gentle men, when you corner a
Democrat in regard to Scott's military
achievements and he gets hard pressed, lie
will reply to you, "I am opposed to put
ting military men into civil office." I
have no doubt you are. (Laugter.t I
believe it from the bottom of my heart;
you cannot bear the idea. But when you
had Gen. Jackson, how was it then?.—
(Roars of laughter.) When you had a
real military hero who never fainted, you
said, "Glory be to Jackson!" (Tremen
dous applause and cheering;) and every
Democrat when he dies wants to go to
Jackson. (Renewed cheering and laugh
, ter.) He cares less to be in Abraham's
bosom than to be with Gen. Jackson.—
, (Immense applause.)
So much for the military qualifications
of Gon. Pierce. And now for his civil
qualifications. What aro they? He is
against protection to the labor of Ameri
cans and in favor of building tiv,Britisli in
terests at our cost. He is for striking down
the American laborer to the level of the
European laborer. My countrymen are to
be reduced from their present rate of wages
to five or ten cents per day. He is
against river and harbor improvements.—
His voice was lifted in Congress against
all that can Nationalize American Institu
tions. But there is one thing in particu
lar to which I wish to refer. You remem
ber the late lamented Gem Harrison, when
he died in your midst, having served his
country from early infancy—you remem
ber when he died in your midst, being
stricken in years—the partner of his bo
som still lingering. Gentlemen, 1 am
ashamed that such a thing as I am about
to relate should have happened in Ameri
ca; and I am sure there is not a lady will
dare to utter a word in favor of Gen.
Pierce, when she learns what I am about
to relate. Gen. Harrison at the age three
score and ten years, after serving his
country, was summoned to his fathers.—
His aged widow was here poor and pen
niless—the wife of a patriot who had
given his whole life and substance to the
service of his country. When he died
in your midst, and a maganimous Congress
proposed to give a small pittance, the bal
ance of his salary, to his old widow to
subsist upon fOr the remainder of her days,
this glorious, magnanimous man, Franklin
Pierce, this civilian who is to over-ride
every body and everything in yonder Capi
tol, lifted up his voice against the claims
of the widow in such circumstances; and
yet he rests his claims to the Presidency
upon the magnanimous consideration that
lie will starve the millions of our country
men by advocating a free trade policy, and
by refusing a miserable pittance of a few
hundred dollars to the widow of a deceas
ed military hero! Where is the heart
that does not start back at such a picture?
But they say that old Scott, being a
purely military man, won't do. I have no
doubt that it was objected to the "Father
of his Country" that he "would not do."
(Great cheering.) I believe, however, that
it is generally understood that he made a
very good President. [Vociferous cheers.]
It was said of old Jackson, in the same
manner, that he "would not do," but the
American verdict gave the lie to the as
sertion. And when old Harrison was pre
sented, they said, you have presented an
"old granny to the country." But the
patriotism of the American heart lifted him
to the first office within the gift of any peo
ple upon earth. [Cheers.] So of old
Gen. Taylor. The Democrats said he was
a "rusty old blade," and they argued, "If
you want a military man why don't you
take Gen. Scott; there," said they, "is a
real General for you; he is not only skilled
in war, but in civil diplomacy." When
they talked in this way, I told them, "just
hold still, and we will give you a 'hasty
plate of soup' next time." [lmmense ap
plause and laughter.] The truth is, we
bad taken it. into our heads to run old
Zack, and we did run him; and I congrat
ulate you and the country now that the
soundness and healthiness of our present
condition is attributable to his coadjutor
and successor, who is worthy of all praise.
Now we have presented you with a man
whom you said four years ago that we
ought to have run; and, justly fearing his
success, you now tell us that we ought to
have run a civilian. Brave Democrats! Con
sistent Democrats ! [Cheers and laugh
ter.]
Who is the civilian whom you have pro
posed ? Tho man who refused to allow a
few hundred dollars to "Old Tip's" widow!
Wo to such qualifications ! \Vo give you
old Scott, the second "father of his coun
try," and 1 will not occupy your time by
recounting his deeds of chivalry, for they
are written as with a pen of steel on every
American heart. [Cheers.] I will yield
the stand to other gentlemen. [Loud cries
of "no, no," and "go on, go on."] Why,
gentlemen, I have been running day and
night ever since the nomination. 1 have
hardly laid me down or shut my eyes for
the last two or three days, and have made
about two speeches a night since we inscri
bed the name of Scott on our banner. if
it were not for fear of intruding on the pa
tience of my friends, I would talk you all
into fits in favor of the nomination. [Laugh
ter and cheers.] Gentlemen, Gen. Scott
fought for ins before I could fight for my
self. He fought for my country; he has
borne the flag of my country in many a
victorious field, [cheers,] dud he shall not
want an advocate while my free American
tongue is loose to speak Nor shall the
glorious principles which he impersonates
ever want an advocate while I have the
power of speech. [Loud and continued
cheering.] Humble as I am, unpretending
as I am, I always bring to the rescue zeal
and determination never to yield while there
is a shot in the locker. [Great cheering.]
Old Tennessee is going to show you a'
•little spunk of her own. Tennessee has
never failed to support the Whig candidate
for twenty years. Do you know that ?
[Cheers and "yes."] Do you know that
under Andrew Jackson himself Tennessee
dared to be Whig? [Cheers and "yes"]
Lot me tell you a little incident about that.
I was brought up in Kentucky, but having
nowhere to stay, I concluded I would 'loaf
off.' I "pulled up my stakes" and tied
• all my earthly treasures in a pocket hand
kerchief, which was labelled "this ia . the
• house that Jack built." [Cheers and
• laughter.] I got to Tennessee in time to
• take part in the contest of Gen. Jackson's
I first election. I don't exactly want that
i to come out, because you see it fixes cry
• age, and I may want to marry again. [A
laugh.] I was one of two men in the cutin-
• ty who voted against old Jackson, and I
stood alone till the State was' revolutioni-
zed in 1836, and thank God I have taken
a part in every struggle we have had since
then; and these same fellows that voted for
Jackson have seen the error of their ways,
and they are the same chaps that sent me
to Congress, in place of a better, to repre
sent the hermitage district itself. I don't
see how they could have done any better
—do you? [lmmense cheering and laugh
ter, and cries of "no, no, no."] I think
they have made a pretty respectable show
of their good sense, which is a great com
pliment to themselves, and not to me.—
[Cheers and laughter.]
Well, gentlemen, I will be with you for
at least two mouths yet; and all you have
to do is to get up a little "hollobaloo," and
I will come and talk to you. [Cheers,]—
I have nothing else to do. lam a Scott
man, from the crown of my head to the
sole of toy foot. I ant not anything else
but a Scott man now. Write that down
in a book and print it, and preserve it for
your children and mine. In the Conven
tion, there was competition as between Fill
more and Webster and Scott, but as be
tween General, Captain, Lieutenant Pierce
and General Scott, there was no room for
guessing. [Cheers and "Scott forever." ]
I thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for the
polite attention you have given me. I just
came in as a sort of small change to fill up
the crevices between the big guns. (The
honorable gentleman retired from the stand
amid long and continued applause.)
latocettoincouo.
Dignity of Vocation.
No impression prevailing in society, is
more false or fatal to the manhood of peo
ple, than that which pages a man's worth
or respectability by the field of labor or
profession he occupies, so long as the la
bor or profession is useful or honest. And
we hold every useful vocation to be honest,
denying most emphatically, that dishones
ty is ever useful. The nobility of man, in
this country not depending, thank God,
upon hereditary honor, title or wealth,
should flow not from the nature of his hon
est toil, but from the spirit he carries to
that toil; the spirit by which, with or
against the smiles of temporal fortune, he
shapes his career among and his intercourse
with his fellow-men. It has ever been our
conviction that he is more of the true limn,
who turns chinmey-sweeping to an honest,
independent account, than he who, scorn
ing the rough toils of the humble and nee
dy, is willing to live an idler—however
proudly caparisoned, upon the industry,
sweat and blood of his fellow-man.
Henry Clay—republican iu all his in
stincts—paid the workingman a just and
noble compliment, when he said to a me
chanic as he shook his hard band, and
pointed to the city palaces and spires, "be
hold on every side the monuments to your
glory!" What matters it whether one
carries the hod or plumbline; whether one
mixes the mortar or handles the trowel, so
long as each is essential to the progressing
triumphs of human attainment in all out
ward respects ? We would not have a man
descend to inferior conditions of toil volun
tarily, if he has the chance and capacity
for the superior, but we would have every
man fool that, when necessity commands,
there is no useful labor dishonorable. The
Lord Chancellor on his wool-sack does not
more conserves according to his advanta
ges, the welfare of mankind than the ma
son who hews stone in the quarry, or the
shepherd who tends his flocks on the hill
side.
A ROUND Bill.—Tom presented his bill
to his neighbor Joe, for service rendered.
The latter looked it over and expressed
much surprise at the amount.
"Why, Tom, it strikes we you have
made out a pretty round bill here, ehl"
"I'm sensible it's a round one," quoth
Tom "and I have come for the purpose of
getting it squared!"
Tr A young gentleman of Detroit, who
has of late been much afflicted by palpita
tion of the heart, says he has found consid
erable relief by pressing another palpita
ting heart to his bosom. Queer, isn't it
T There are only two things in which
the false professors of all religion have
agreed : to persecute'all other sects, and
to plunder their own.•—Lacon.
None aro so seldom found alone,
and are so soon tired of their own compa
ny, as thosb coxcombs who are on the best
terms with themselves.—Lacon.
.
The story of a man who had a nose
so large that he couldn't blow it without
the use of gunpowder, has turned out to
be a hoax.
C._4" In literature, our taste will be dis
covered by that which we give, and our
judgement by that which we withhold.
ar We never yet knew a man disposed
to scorn - the humble who was not himself a
fair object of scorn to the humblest
[1_"" It is bettor to bo born with a dis
position to see things on the favorable side,
than to an estate of ten thousand a year.
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The Roy and Man.
BY REV. JOHN C. ABBOTT
A few years ago, there was, in the city
of Boston, a portrait painter, whose name
was Mr. Copley. He did not succeed ve
ry well in his business, and concluded to
go to England and try his fortune there.
He bad a little son, whom he took with
him, whose name was John Singleton Cop
ley.
John was a very studious boy, and made
such rapid progress in his studies that his
father sent him to college. There he ap
plied himself so closely to his .books, and
became so distinguished a scholar, that his
instructors predicted that he would make
eminent man.
After he graduated he studied law.--
And when he entered upon the practice of
his profession, his mind was so richly dis
ciplined by his previous diligence, that he
almost immediately obtained celebrity.—
One or two cases of great importanco be-.
ing entrusted to . him, he managed them
with so much • wisdom and skill as to at
tract the admiration of the whole British
nation.
The King and his cabinet seeing what a
learned man he was, and how much influ
ence he had acquired, felt it to be important
to secure his services for the government.
They therefore raised him from ono point
of honor to another, till he was created
Lord High Chatoellar of England, the
very highest post of honor to which any
subject can attain; so that John Singleton
Copley is now Lord high Chancellor of
England. About sixty years ago he was
a little boy of Boston. His father was a
poor portrait painter, haldly able to get
his daily bread. Now John is at the
head of the nobility of England; one of the
most distin,guished men, in talent and pow
er, in the House of Lords, and regarded
with reverence and respect by the whole
civilized world. This is the reward of in
dustry. The studious boy becomes the
useful and respected man.
Had John S. Copley spent his days in
idleness, he probably would have passed
his manhood in poverty and shame. But
he studied in school, when other boys were
idle; he studied at College, when other
young men were wasting their time; ho
adopted for his motto "Ultra Pergere,"
(Press (inward,) and how rich has been his
reward !
You, my young friends, are now laying
the foundation of your future life. You
are every day at school deciding the ques
tion, whether yeti will be useful and res
pected in life, or whether your manhood
shall be passed in mourning over the fol
lies of misspent boyhood.
Ltr, The human mind has an insatiable
curiosity; there Is fk, end to its speculation
and researches. Had God, to meet its
difficulties, given a rule of faith consisting
of as many volumes as there aro chapters
in the Bible, it would still have advanced
its conjectures. Instead of setting it at
rest, this would therefore, only have
thrown it into greater agitation. The
better way of arresting the flight of pre
sumptuous reason, ever disposed to go be
yond its proper limits, and at the sane time
to render its knowledge more sure, was not
then to enlarge the volume of revelation'
but to oblige man to renounce his curiosi
ty and pride, On this account it is the
will of God thht a great part of religion
should consist of humility.
Mr If you want to buy anything,
if you want to sell anything,
If you want to hear anything,
If you want to tell anything,
If you want to do anything,
If you want anything done,
ADVERTISE ! ! !
THB MULTIPLICATION TAnLE.—We
met a gentleman in a bookstore the other
evening searching for the origin of the
multiplication table. Who of our readers
could have told him its author! It was
invented,.as authentic history informs us,
by Pythagoras the Grecian philosopher,
539 years before Christ, and is 2391
'years old. It has done great service in
the world, in the study of mathematics.
Well, you may say what you please
about Captain Speckle's meanness—there's
one thing I know, and that is, he saved my
life three times at the battle of Chapulte
peke.
“Ilow so ?"
“Why every time he rau away I follow
ed him.”
r - , e Ono thing is quite clear, that wheth
er Fortune be more like Plutus, or an an
gel, it is no use abusing her; ono way as
well throw stones at a star.
o:7 Women are called the "softer sex"
because they aro so easily humbugged.—
Out of aria hundred girls, ninety-five
would prefer ostentation to happiness—a
dandy husband to a mochauie..
NUMBER 36.
youtale column.
THE II Ak BY.
"Heaven lies about us in our infancy."
0. what a joyous sunbeam comes
To chase away the gloom !
A little infant robed in white,
Illumines all the room!
So innocent, so beautiful,
We gaze with fond delight
Upon the brow so pure and fair,
The blue eyes mild and,bright,
The cheeks that tempt the fervent kiss,
The mouth like rose-bud sweet,
The little arms whose soft embrace
We lovingly entreat.
There's something like a golden crown
Upon the cherub's bead,
Which seems around the gentle form
Celestial light to shed.
That light which is more telt than seen,
Must be the blessed sphere
Of heaven, which, in infancy,
Lies with its glory near.
Dear child ! its presence fills our hearts
With earliest joy and love,
For wonder we that angels watch
And guard it from above.
"That is a Boy that I can Trust."
I once visited a large public school.—
At recess, a little fellow coma up and
spoke to the master; as he turned to go
down the platform, the master said "That
is a boy I can trust. He never failed um.
I follwed him with my eye, and looked at
him when he took his seat after recess.—
Ho had a fine, open, manly face. I thought
a good deal about the master's rmarke.—
What a character had that little boy earn
ed. He had already got what would be
worth more to him than a fortune. ;t,
I would be a passport into the best store in
the city, and what is better, into the ccnfi
' dence and respect of the whole community.
I wonder if the boys know how soon
they are rated by older people: every boy
in the neighborhood is known and opinions
are formed of him; he has a character, ei
ther favorable or unfavorable. A boy of
whom the master can say; "I can trust
him : ho never failed me," will never want
employment. The fidelity, promptness and
industry which ho shows at school aro in
demand everywhere, and are prized every
where. He who is faithful in little, will
be faithful also in much. Be sure, boys,'
that you earn a good reputation at school..
Remember, you are just where God has
placed you, and your duties are not so
much given you by your . teachers
your parents, as by God himself. You,
I must render an account to them, and you
also will be called to render an account to
Him. Be trusty—be true.—Child's Pa
per.
Alfred.
Alfred the Great had reached his ; twelfth
year before he had even learned his alpha-.
bet. An interesting anecdote is told of
the occasion on which he was first promp
ted to apply himself to books. His moth
er had shown him and his brothers a vol..
ume, illuminated in several places with'
colored and such other embellishments as
were then in fashion. Seeing that it exci
ted the admiration of her children, she,
promised that she would give it to the one
who first learned to read it. Alfred,
though the youngest, was the only one who.
had spirit enough to attempt it on such a
condition. He immediately went and pro
cured a teacher, and in a very short time
was able to claim the promised reward.—
When he came to the throne notwithstand
ing his manifold . duties; and a tormenting
disease which seldom allowed him more
than an hour's rest, ho employed his leis
ure tiiue in reading, for the best interests
of the people he was called to govern; and.
the benevolence of his conduOt is well'
known.
Evil Company .
The following beautiful allegory was
translated from the German :
Sophronius, a wise teacher, would not
suffer even his grown up eons and daugh
ters to associate with those whose conduct
was not pure ind•upright.
"Dear father," said the gentle Eudalia
to him ono day, when ho forbade her in
company with her brother, to visit the vol
atile Lucinda,“dear father you:must think
us very childish, if you imagine that wo
should be exposed to danger by it.” •
The father took in silence a dead coal
from the hearth aml reached it to his
dalightcr.' "It will not burn you my
child; take it."
Eudalia did so, and behold ! her delioatl l
white hand was soiled and blackend, and
as it happend; her white dress also,
"We osunat be too careful in handling
Coals," said Eudalia, in vexation.
"Yes, truly," said her futhery' you see,
my child, that coals, even if they do not
burn, blacken. So it is with the company
of the vicious.,'
[n -- Boast not, for discerning folks will
think you a fool: