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Misanthropic Hours.
I sometimes feel as I could blot
All traces of mankind from earth—
As if 'twere wrong to blast them not,
They so degrade, so shame their birth,
To think that earth should be so fair,
So beautiful and bright a thing;
That nature should come forth and wear
Such glories appareling:
That sky, sea, air, should live and glow
With light, and love, and holiness,
And yet men never feel or know
How much a God of Love can bless—
How deep their debt of thankfulness.
I've seen the sun go down and light
Like floods of glory on the sky—
When every tree and flower was bright,
And every pulse was beating high—
And the full soul was gushing love
And longing for its home above—
And then, when men would soar if ever,
To the high homes of thought or soul—
When life's degrading ties should sever,
And the free spirit spurn control—
Then have I seen, oh how my cheek
Its burning with the shame I feel,
That truth is in the words I speak,
I've seen my fellow creatures steal
Away to their unhallowed mirth,
A. if the revelries of Earth,
Were all that they couldleel or share,
And glorious heavens wg 0 scatcely worth
Their passing notice or their care.
I've said I was a worshipper
At woman's shrine—yet even there
I found unwhorthiness of thought,
And when I deemed I had first caught,
The radience of that holy light,
Which makes earth beautiful and bright—
When eyes of firo their flashes sent,
And rosy lips looked eloquent.—
Oh, I have turned and wept to find
Beneath it all a trifling mind.
I was in one of those high halls,
Where genius breathes in sculptured stone,
Where shaded light in softness falls
On pencii'd beauty. They were gone
Whose hearts of fire and hands of skill
Had wrought such power—but they spoke
To me in every feature still,
And fresh lips breathed and dark eves woke
And crimson cheeks flushed glowingly
To life and motion. I had knelt
And wept with Mary at the tree
Where Jesus suffered—l had felt
The warm blood rushing to my brow
At the stern buffet of the Jew—
Had seen the God of glory bow,
And bleed for sins he neverknew,
And I had wept, I thought that all
Must feel like me—and when I came
A ateanger bright and beautiful,
With step of grace and, eye of flame,
And tone and look most sweetly blent
To make her presence eloquent,
Oh then I looked for tears. We stood
Before the scene of Calvary:
I saw the piercing spear—the blood— •
Tho gall—the writhe of agony—
I saw his quivering lips in prayer,
"Father forgive them'—all was there,
I turned in bitterness of soul,
And spolce of Jesus. I had thought
Her feelings would refuse control ;
}for IVomait's heart, I knew was fraught
With gushing sympathies. She gazed
A moment on it carelessly,
And coldly curled her lip, and praised
The Hign Priest's garment! Oh could it be
That look wan meant dear Lord, for thee.
Oh, what is woman—what her smile—
Her lip of love—her eyes of light—
Wnat is she, if her lips revile
'The lowly Jesus. Love may write
His name upon her marble brow,
And linger in her curls of jet—
The light spring flower may scarcely bow
Beneath her step, and yet—and yet—
Without that meeker grace she'll be
A lighter thing than vanity.
Every . commutity holds in its bosom a ape.
ries of viperous bipeds called backbiters, eaves
siroppers, or slanderers, who go about doing
evil continually. They introduce discord where
peace before resided—they wake up be.
tween peaceable and friendly neighbors—ex
rite suspicion in trusting hearts, and substitute
hitter controversy for social amity and quietude.
They malign private character with impunity,
because they are too cowardly and hypocritical
to make their assaults boldly apd manfully, so
that those whom they traduce can have a chance
to defend themselves. They run up behind you
and strike you in the dark, and then fly to es
eape detection. They put on a great suavity
and friendliness to your face, but when your
back is turned, look out for them I for they will
cling to your heels like a rabid dog. Avoid
them as you would a poisonous reptile—refuse
their company—and above all, do not admit
them to your family circle—do not induct them
into your fireside secrets; for if you do, they
will leave the baneful stain of their footsteps on
tour very threshhold, and ha pines will flee be
?bre them as tkom a deadly foe. For the love
of peace, of order and of friendship, do not
countenance their slanderous imputations
against year friends and neighbors.
1109.. A Mr, Flaherty, of Was44ton City,
has•the following posted on hit window: '•Fgat
newlT kid here un.the rptire."
TH't thrttimgDon • )ournat
Ancient Babylon—lteßnine.
It may he known to many of our readers that
the French Government has employed a party
of gentlemen to explore the site of ancient
Babylon. From reports just received from
them, it appears that they have ascertained,
beyondreasonable doubt, that the ruins beneath
a tumulus called the Kasr, are those of the
marvelous palace citadel of Semiramis and Ne
buchadnezzar. They are in such a state of
confusion and decay, that it is impossible to
form from them any idea of the extent or char-
acter of the edifice. They appear, however, to
extend beneath the bed of the Euphrates, a
circumstance accounted for by the change in
the course of that river. In them have been
found sarcophagi, of clumsy execution and
strange form, and so small that the bodies of
the dead must have been packed up in them,
the chin touching the knees, and the arms be
ing pressed on the breast by the legs. These
sarcophagi have every appearance of having
been used for the lowest class of society; but
notwithstanding the place in which they were
found, the discoverers are inclined to think that
they are of Parthian, not Chaldean origin.--
There have also been found numerous frag
ments of enamelled bricks,
- containing portions
of the figures of men and animals, together
with cuneiform inscriptions, the latter white in
color on a blue ground. According to M.
Fresnel, the chief of the expedition, these
bricks aflord a strong proof that the ruins are
of the palace of Nebuchadnezzer, inasmuch as
the ornaments on them appear to be sporting
subjects, such as are described by Ctesias and
Diodorus. The foundations having been dug
down to in certain parts, it hits been ascertained
that they are formed of bricks about a foot
square, united by strong cement, and that they
are in blocks, as if they had been snapped in
all directions. In a tumulus called aware, to
the south of Kasr, interesting discoveries have
also been made. They appear to be the ruins
of the dependencies of the palace situated or
the bank of the Euphrates; and they contain
numerous sarcophagi, in which were found
skeletons clothed in a sort of armor, and wear
ing crowns of gold on their heads. When
touched, the skeletons, with the exceptions of
some parts of the skull, fell into dust; but the
iron, though rusty, and the gold of the crown,
are in a fair state of preservation. 111. Fresnel
thinks that the dead in'the sarcophagi were
some of the soldiers of Alexander or Selueus.
The crowns are simple hands, with three leaves
in the shape of laurel on one side and three on
the other. The leaves are very neatly execu
ted. Beneath the bands arc leaves of gold,
which it is supposed covered the eyes. From
the quantity of iron found in some of the cof
fins, it appears that the bodies are entirely en
veloped in it; and in one there is no iron, but
some ear-rings, a proof that it was occupied by
a female. The sarcophagi are about two and
three•quarters of a yard wide, and are entirely
formed of bricks and united by mortar. In ad
dition to all this, it tomb, containing statuettes,
marble or alabaster, of Juno, Venus, and of a
reclining figure wearing a Phrygian cap, to
gether with some rings, car-rings, and other
articles of jewelry, has been found, as have also
numerous statuettes, vases, phials, articles of
pottery, black stones, etc., of Greek, Persian,
or Chaldean workmanship.—Literary Gazette.
Mies Leslie on Slang,
'There is no wit,' says the author of the Be
haviour Book, 'in a lady to speak of taking a
'snooze,' instead of a nap—in calling pasta
loons 'pants, or gentlemen 'gents'—in saying
of a man whose dress is getting old, that he
looks 'seedy,'—and in alluding to an amusing
anecdote, or a diverting incident, to say that it
is 'rich.' All slang words are detestable from
the lips of ladies. We are always sorry to hear
a young lady use such a word as 'polking,'
when she tells of having been engaged in a cer
tain dance too fashionable not long since; but,
happily, now it is fast going out, and almost
banished from the best society. To her honor,
be it remembered, Queen Victoria has prohib
ited the polka being danced in her presence.—
now can a genteel girl bring herself to say,
'Last night I was policing with Mr. Bell,' or
'Mr. Cope came and asked me to polk with
him:- Its coarse and ill-sounding name is wor
thy of the dance. We have little tolerance fur
young ladies, who, having in reality neither wit
nor humor, set up for both, and, having noth
ing of the right stock to go upon, substitute
coarseness and impertinence (not to say impu
dence), and try to excite laughter, and attract
the attention of gentlemen, by talking slang.
Where do they get it ? How do they pick it
up? From low newspapers, or from vulgar
books? Surely not from low companions?—
We have heard one of these ladies, when her
collar chanced to be pinned awry, say that it
was put on drunk—also, that her bonnet was
drunk, meaning crooked on her head. When
disconcerted she was 'floored' When submit
ting to do a thing unwilling, 'she was brought
to the scratch.' Sometimes 'she slid things on
the sly.' She talked of a certain great vocalist
'singing like a beast' She believed it very
I smart and piquant to use these vile expres
sions. It is true, when at parties, she always
had half a dozen gentlemen about her; their
curiosity being excited as to what she would
say next. And yet she was a woman of many
good qualities; and one who boasted of having
always lived in society.
Two Susnes.—An old man picked up half
u dollar in the street.
"Old man, that's mine," said a keen looking
rascal, "sehand it over!"
"Did yours have u hole iii it ?" asked the old
"Yes it had," said the other smartly.
"Then it is not thine," mildly replied the
old man, "thee must learn to be a little sharper
next time, my boy."
Ile— "There is ari place like home," says
Gable, "ereopt the home of the :fill you are
Clo We, ~..7oorl cut.
"I Did not Obey my Parents.'
The jail was a large,gloomy looking stone
building. The windows were made :Among by
great iron bars, fastened acrossthem. But the
inside was the most gloomy. It was divided
into very small rooms. only five feet• wide ono
eight feet long. Each room had a cross=bar
red iron dorir,. with strong bolts and locks,
when the jailor opened or shut the door the
hinges grated, frightfully on the ear.
'• In. one of - the rooms of the jail was a young
man about twdntyeight years old. He - had
been found .guiltvaf making and passing bad
money, and the Judge said he must go to the
State prison, and stay there as long as helived.
Rut helves so sick that he could not be remo•
ved to the prison.
Poor fellow! once he could play in the green
fields, down by the cool springs, or under the
shade around his father's house; or, when lie
was tired, lie could go home . and Inc his head
upon his mother's knee, and rest himself; or if
he was slob, she 'would sit by his bed andkind
ly nurse him. But hose different shut up in
a dark, gloomylail, with no one to care for
him, and all around cursing and swearing, and
making horrid noises. 01 he felt very
Said he, •'I shall never be able to go to the
state prison, tam so sick. 0I if I was only
ready to (lie it would not. matter so much l"
"Are you not ready do die ?"
"0, no," said he, "I am afraid to die I"
"But why are you afraid to die?"
"Because I am such a sinner."
"There is hope and merry, and salvation fur
sinners, for the greatest of sinners, through
Jesus Christ."
"I have no hope. You may talk to me
about Christ and salvation, but there is none
for me: and that makes me afraid to die."
I talked to him some time about his father ;
and when I spoke of his mother then his lip
trembled, and a single tear stole down his bur
ning cheek.
"Was not your mother a Christian ?"
"0, yes sir; and a good woman she
Many and many a time she has warned me of
''Then you had good religious instruction,
kind Christian parents, who no -doubt often
prayed for you, and taught you to pray."
"0 yes, sir."
'.Then why aro you here ?"
Said the dying Man, "I can answer you all
in a short sentence—l did not obey my pa•
These were the last words he spoke to me.
After saving a few words more to him I came
away, reflecting on his awful condition, and the
reason which he gave to me for being in that .
dark and gloomy did not obey my pa
Washington and Jackson.
Mr. l3rancraft, the historian, relates the fol
lowing anecdote of the Father of his Country.
"Once while in New Jersey, coming out to
mount his horse, he found a child beside it; at
tracted by the trappings. He placed the child
on the horse's back,•and led it around the yard
with its youthful joyance. It was to Washing
ton's honor, that, although Heaven did not bless
him with an offspring, he had a heart to love
children, and take them to his bosom."
Mr. Hildreth, with equal justice and proprie•
tv, relates an nnecdote of the revered Jackson,
the man whose iron will prompted him to take
"the responsibility" when duty called him to do
it, and:before whose inflexible determination
all obstacles surmountable by human effort
were forced to give way.
After the battle of the Great Horse Shoe, in
which nearly 1000 Indians were killed, and 250
prisoners were taken, all women and children,
the men having been exterminated, the follow
ing incident occurred The grim General
who presided over the bloody scone, which
seemed to carry us hack to the early Indian
wars of New England, had still a tender spot in
his heart. Moved by the wail of an Indian in
fant, picked up by the field, whose mother had
perished during the battle, Jackson strove to
induce souse nursing women tuna,' i the pris
oners to suckle it. ''lt's mother itt l 3,tfead," was
the cold answer, "let the child die too." The
General himself a childless man, turned nurse
himself. Some brown sugar formed a part of
his private stores, and with this ho caused the
child to be fed. He eventook it home with him
and reared it up in his own family.
"Go Not in the Way of Sinners."
The following beautiful allegory is translated
from tho German :
Sophronius, a wise teacher, would not suffer
even his grown up sons and daughters to asso
ciate with those whose conduct was not pure
and upright.
"Deaf father," said the gentle Eulalia to him
one day, when he forbade her, in company with
her brother, to visit the gentle Lucinda, "dear
father, you must think ns very childish if you
imagine that we should he exposed to danger
by it."
The father took in silence a dead coal from
the hearth, and reached it, to his daughter.—
"It will not burn you my child, take it."
Ettlalia did so, and behold her beautiful
white hand was soiled and blackened, and ns
it chanced, her white dress also.
"We cannot he ton careful in handling
coals," said Eulalia, in vexation.
"Yes, truly," said her father. "you see, my
child, that coals, even if they do not horn,
blacken; ao it it with the company of the vi
Practical Eloquence,
The following very brief and decidedly pithy
speech delivered by Oliver Cromwell, on disol
ring the long Parliament, may ba new to AMC
of our readerl. It is a fair specimen of the
rude, vigorous, and hardy style of this singular
'lt is high time for me to put an end to your
sitting in this place, which ye have dishonored
by your contempt of all virtue, and defiled by
the practice of every vice. Ye are a factious
crew, and enemies to all good government.—
Ye are a pack of mercenary wretches, and
would, like Esau, sell your country for a mess
of pottage, and like Judas, betray your God
for a few pieces of silver. lather° a single vir
tue now remaining among you? Is there ono
vice you do not possess? You have no more
religion than my horse. Gold is your God.—
Which of you has not bartered away your con
science for bribes? Is there a man among
you that has the least rare for the good of the
Commonwealth? You sordid. prostitutes !
Have you not defiled this sacred place, and
turned the Lord's temple into a den of thieves?
By your immoral principles, and wicked pruc
ttees ye have grown intolerably odious to a
whole nation. You, who were deputed hero
by the people to get their grievances redressed,
are yourselves become their greatest grievance.
Your country, therefore calls upon me to
cleanse this augeun stable, by putting a
final period to your iniquitous proceedings in
this house, and which, by God's help, and the
strength he has given me, I now intend to do.
I command you, therefore, upon the peril of
your lives; to depart immediately out of this
place. Go ! Get you Ott ! Make haste I Yo
venal slaves, begone! Take away thnt shining
bauble there, (the gp,':: maccl and leek pp
Suicide for,Love.
[The Indianapolis gentioel gives the follow•
ing account of the suicidd of a young man well
known to many or the Hollidaysburg folks, as
he resided there in the family of Mr. G. C. Mc.
Kee for some mouths; and the girl to whom he
was attached was for a long time a help in the
family of Mr. Paul Graft]
On Tuesday afternoon, about sunset, a young
man was discoverelhanging dead upon a tree
in the near the National Road, about
seven miles East of the City. .
Upo n inquire, it was found that the unfortu
nat.- man was German, named Gonna List, a
citizen of Pittsburg, Pa, Ire came to this city
a few days since, few the purpose of marrying a
young German girl,.to whom he was engaged,
in Pittsburg, about a year ago, and who about
that time, came from that city to this. Upon
his arrival here lie .found her engaged to he
married to another mom and the disappoint
ment so operated . upon his ,feelings as to lead
him to the perpetration of hie own murder.
Yesterday morning he hired a horse, at Del
sell's livery stable,
and paid for him in advance.
About 11„clock he stopped at the house of
Mr. Kiekling. on the National Road, three
miles East of the city, where he asked for wri
ting materials; which were furnished him; mid,
after writing a short time. he left. Nothing
was seen of him afterward, until he was found,
about sunset, in the woods, dead. Ile bad
hung himself with the hitching strap belonging
to the bridle of the horse he was riding, and
with his face to the tree. so crow: that he might
easily have saved himself, had he attempted to
do so, even when nearly dead. From appear
ances, it was supposed that he hung himself
about the middle of the day. The horse was
found hitched to a tree near by. A letter,
written in German, was found in his pocket, of
which the following is a translation.
4 1 am dying in the name of God the Father,
God the Son, and God the Holt' Ghost, Amen.
I write this to inform my friends what has be
come of me. I know that persons who commit
suicide, will be punished for it in another world
but I would rather suffer punislimmt there than
suffer here with such severity as I now do. My
dear sisters and brothers, you must not think
hard of the that I committed this act—l would
not live any longer under existing circumstan
ces. Divide my property among yon. I do
not owe anything, but have.yet to settle with
Mr. Baffinger, but I owe him nothing. Say
farewell to my good and kind old mother for
me, and ask her to forgive me for this action.
But you will want to know the reason why I
do this. I was in love with
she preferred Cu put an end to our acquaintance.
She is 'a noble girl, a better one cannot be found
on this earth. If she should ever marry, and
her husband should not treat her well, it would
awaken me in my grave. Farewell.
"As an old soldier, I should have preferred
another death, but I cannot help myself,"
A number a papers, Recount,,ke., was also
found upon his person, and also his will, from
which it appears that the property he leaves is
worth about 99000.
A coroner's inquest was held upon his body
early yesterday morning, and autjury returned
a verdict in accordance with the above facts.
Dying Words of Noted Persons.
" A tlenth:bed'sadeteetor of the heart;
Here tried dissimulation drops her mask,
Through grimace that mistress or the
scene ;
Here real and apparent are the same."
'Read of the army..—Napoleon.
'I must sleep now.'—Byron.
'lt matters little how the head lieth.'—Sir
Walter Raleigh.
'Kiss me, Ilardv.'--Lord Nelson.
'Don't give up tie ship.'—Lawrence.
'l'm shot if I don't believe I'm dying.'—Chan.
caller Thurlow.
'ls this your fidelity D—Nero.
'Clasp my hand my dear friend, I die.'—Al
'Give Dayroles a chair.'—Lord Chesterfield.
'God preserve the emperor.'—linyden.
'The artery ceases to beat.'—naller.
'Let the light enter.'—(loathe.
'All my possessions for a moment of time.—
Queen Elizabeth.
'What I is there no bribing death:—Cardinal
have loved God, my rather and liberty.—
Madame do Stool.
'Be sertous.'—G rotins.
'lnto thy hands, 0 Lord:—Tasso.
'lt it small, core small indeed,' (clasping her
wrist.)—Anne I.4levn.
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'I pray you, see 'me safe up, and as for my
coming down let me shift for myself,' (ascend•
ing the seaffold.'—Sir Thomas More.
'Don't let that awkward squad fire over my
grave.'—llohert. Burns.
feel no if I were to he myself again.'—Sir
Walter Scott.
re-ign my soul to God, and my daughter
to my country.—Jefferson. •
'lt is well.—Washington.
'lndependence forever.'—Adams.
`lt is the la§t of carth.'—John Q. Adams.
wish you to understand the true principles
of the government. I wish them carried out.
I ask no more.'—Harrison.
have endeavored to do my duty.'—Taylor.
`There is not a drop of blood on my hands.
—Fred: V.. of Denmark.
Ton spoke of the refreshment, my Emilie;
take my last notes, sit down to my piano here,
sing them with the hymn of your sainted moth
er; let me hear once more those notes which
have so long been my solacement and delight.'
'A dying man can do nothing casy.'—Frank.
'Let not poor Ilelly starve.'—Charles
'Let me die to the sounds of delicious mu
[American Union.
New Limekiln.
A correspondent of the Easton Argus, says:
If you will allow me the space, I wish to say a
few words in relation to a patent Lime-kiln, re
cently put in operation on the farm of Joseph
Yeager, below Hellertown, in Lower Sancon
township. It is of a novel and entirely new
construction, and is destined to create an entire
revolution in the mode of burning lime. This
kiln is the invention of Mr. Schweder, of Ro
chester, New York, and Mr. Yeager has-secu
red the patent far Northampton County, in con
nection with George W. Foerig, Esq., of Le
hi-'h, and Mr. Theodore Mattes, of Easton. It
is built on the side of the hill, quite near Mr.
Yeager's extensive quarry, and is constructed
Pretty much like an Iron Furnace. The kiln
is lined with fire-brick and is 31 feet high, with
a hopper on top, capable of isolating a large
quantity of stone, which keeps Ming down in
to the kiln 'as first as the lime is drawn out
below. It will burn on an average, 300 bush
els of limo per day, and one hand can quarry
stone enough to keep the kiln in operation.—
Nothing bet wood is used in burning, and 3 or
4 pieces of ordinary hickory or oak WCICHt Will
last 90 or 33 minutes. Two cords of wood will
burn between two and three hundred bushels
of lime, and of a quality that is equal to the
best Whitetoar.h hum The lir, is dr:mt., off
Pay as , You Go.
The N. Y. Times forcibly writes upon the
idea involved in the caption of our article.. An
idea which Should be prii.ed as a veritable
Philosopher's stone—a talisman to lead on to
success and happiness t'
"What, not avail myself of this capital op.
portunity for a bargain, just because the mon
ey is not in my pocket? Theis area great
many snug fortnnes math: baying on time.—
But our mercantile 'friends who draW nest
largely on their credit, will agree with us in
advising a young man to !pay as he goes.' A
six-penny loaf of bread without 'butter, and no
debt on it, hai n better relish than your best
dinner that is to be paid for to-morrow. The
potatoes that ar, paid for before eating them
ave rurbitter taste. while it coppery flavor
mingles 'with the vanilla of the creams that are
bought on. credit. Cad' lards handsomely the
leanest beef. Credit. makes the fattest slices
shrink in the pan. If you pay ns you go, very
likely you will fall astern of your bold specula
ting neighbor, but you will have your vessel in
better trim for a squall. Men do not always
get rich very rapidly-.who adopt the motto, but
very seldom can make out to fail. It •may he
herd for them to get rich, but it is harder for
other people to suffer very bitterly on account
Of their poverty. The man who pays ns he
goes, and has nothing bet the suit be has on,'
and the meal he is eating. that he can call his
own, how much poorer is he than his neighbor
who keeps a carriage and a servant, and lives
in splendor, and owes more than he can ever
pay? The latter, one will any, enjoys all the
money that his splendor represents. That' is
very much a mutter of taste. We should not
enjoy it. Widows and orphans will weep when
he dieS, not because he has gone, but because
his estate only pays twenty cents on the dollar.
`Pay as you go and leave no unpleasant business
for your executors to transact. It is not grati
fying for the widow to have vonrdebts to settle,
and children come by degrees to think less of
their deceased father, when bills are presented
that cannot be met by assets. Pay as you go,
sleep sound o'uight, and drire old the night
mare from your dormitory. You will keep
things snugger abort the house. Your account
book will be a model of simplicity. You will
buy what yon want, and leave what is unneed
ed till money is *mien Yon will find the
necessaries of lift, to be only the decimation of
what are generally called such. Off their faces
tearing the lean and hagard mask, you will
find jolly, lazy luxuries behind. Your library
will contain fewer and choicer books. Your
wardrobe will be a collection of wearable gar
ments,—your home an aggregation of com
forts for every day use. Your wife will be as
tidy and neat as the best of them. She will
}ive very little old jewelryto exchange for new
and the moths will not much trouble her during
these warm days. Your balance sheet will al
ways be a pleasant document to study. The
amount you have in the bank, the property you
hold, the stock you own, will be the true repre
sentatives of your means. Pay as you go, and
when you die enjoy the satisthetion that there
is but one debt left behind you. if you have
not anything, the undertaker's bill will not be
very heavy—too small to trouble you much a.
terwards. Next to having money enough, the
most comfortable thing, in a finnnelal-•nspect,
is to owe nothing to any man. Pay everybody
as you go, but PAY THE PIUNTEH IN
Singing Conducive to Health.
It was the opinion of Dr. Rush that singing
by young ladies, whom the customs of society
debar from many other kinds of healthy exer
cise, should be cultivated, bet only as an ac
complishment, but as a means of preserving
health. He particularly insists that vocal mu
sic should never he neglected, in the education
of a young lady; and states, that besides its sal
utary operation in soothing the cares of domes
tic life, it has a still more direct and important
effect. "I here introduce a fact," says Dr.
Rush, "which has been subjected to me by my
profession; that is, the exercise of the organs of
the breast by singing contributes to defend
them very much from those diseases to which
the climate and other causes expose them.—
The Germans are seldom afflicted with con
sumption, nor have I ever known more than
one case of spitting. blood amongst them. This,
I believe, is in part occasioned by the strength
which their lungs acquire by exercising them
frequently in vocal music which constitutes an
essential branch of their education." "The
music master of an academy," says Mr. Gard
ner, has furnished me with an ofiservation still
more in favor of this opinion. Ile informs me
that be has known several instances of persons
stongly disposed to consnmption restored to
health by the exercise of the lungs in singing.
In the now establishment of infant. schools for
chldren of three or four years of age, every
thing is taught by the aid of song. Their little
lessons, their recitations, their arithmetical
countings, are - all chanted; and as they feel the
importance of their own voices when joined to
gether, they emulate each whet in the power
of vociferating. This exercise is found to be,
very beneficial to their health. Many instan
ces have ()mired of weakly children, of two or
three years of age, who could scarcely support
themselves, having become robust and healthy
by this constant exercise of the 111,4:. These
results are perfectly philosophical. Singing
tends to exp And the Ghost, and thus increases
the activity and powers of the vital organs.
It is astonishing how much may be done by
economizing time, and by using up the spare
minutes—the odds and ends of our leisure
hours. There are many men who have laid the
foundations of their character; and been ena
bled to build •np a distinguished reputation,
simply by making a diligent use of their leis
ure minutes. Professor Lee acquired Hebrew
and several other languages during his . spare
time in the evening, while working as a jour
neyman carpenter. Ferguson learned astrono•
my from the heavens while herding sheep on
the Highland bills. Stone learnt mathematics
while a journeyman gardener. Hugh Miller
studied geology while working us a day-labor
er in a quarry. By using up the orts auul offal
of their time—the spare bits 'which so many
others would have allowed to run to waste—
these and a thousand more men bare acquired
honor, distinction, awl happiness for theux
selves, and promoted the well-being anti gener
al advancement of the world.
How to do up Shirt Bosoms.
We have often heard ladies expressing a de
sire to know by what process the fine gloss ott
new linens, shirt-bosoms, &c;, is produced, and
in order to gratify them, we subjoin the follow
ing ruipe
Take two ounces of fine white gum arabio,
powder—put it into a pitcher, and pour on it a
pint or more of boiling water, (according. to the
degree of strength you desire,) and then having
covered it let it set all-night—in the morning
pour it carefully from the dregs into a clean
bottle, cork it, and keep it for use. A table- '
spoonful of gum water, stirred into a pint of
starch made in the usual manner, will give to
lawns—either white or printed—a look of new
ness when nolling e!ze ,an rc.,!ore
A Slim Chance of Wardrobe.
Mre. -, a very dignified w`enan, and
fine actress of New York, came to the table one
.morning at the how where she was boarding,
and in the most measured tone of her moat
musical voice, exclaimed to the assembled fe•
male boarders:
441 Ame quite surprised this morning, quite
surpri.d." m
"Alt, intlt•od I cried severs l;"pray, r
hew wan that?"
"I will tell you. I entered the sitting room
rather enrly this morning, end while in there a
gentleman came in in a shocking state of scan
ty wardrobe." All paused for further devel
opment. "New, I wager you, gentlemen, a
basket of wine, that you cannot guess what
piece of n gentleman's wardrobe he had on."
"What etse,n ?" said they.
"Av, he had but one piece of man's apparel
upon him."
After some simpering and hlnshing of the
ladies, and laughter of the gentlemen, they be
gan to guess.
"WaW it his pantaloons?"
His drawers?"
"His overcoat ?"
“N o. ”
"His vest and linen?'
"No, sir."
"His cloak?"
"Dickey and spurs, perhaps ?" said a faceti
ous old' gent. "A regular Georgia costume,
"No, sir, you have not guessed it yet. Go
on," said the actress. •
"Well, it was 'a mantle V"
"An umbrella, perhaps ?”
"Then, by George ) , we give it up I" said sev
'Well, gentlemeh, some one of von, or a
stranger, came into the room, and disappeared
as soon—with nothing onion' his hat!"
The younger ladies vanished: the rest of the
company roared like hyenas, while Mrs.
very seriously and calmly discussed her toast.
Our John Again..
We have been questioning John upon g.eo
gr,llanv,,,e,„;.llautnik, he ix In p lt y ro ? v . :ng. Hear him:
"Geography ix a description of the earth's
tipper crust, generally found in book-stores and
"How is the surface of the earth divided ?"
"By earthquakes, railroads and canals."
"Good Is there more water than land upon •
the earth ?"
44y as. ”
"How is it called ?"
"Oceans, seas, rivers, mud puddles, coffee
and Paine gas."
"With what is the ocean inhabited?"
"With sharks, bursted up steamboats, met•
maids, and oysters."
"With what is the land inhabited?"
"With caravans, porter houses, lawyers, loaf
ers, editors, and dandies."
"Do ships sail on the ocean ?"
"Sometimes, and sometimes they become a
sinking fund, and sail under."
"What is an island ?"
"An island is a place where people don't
like to liverfor instance, Blackwell's Island,
Deadman's Island, and Jerry nellfierygo
"What is a cape ?"
"An article worn by firemen. ladies, and
sometimes found running in the sea."
"What is a river?"
'A railroad for steam tugs and lumber
"Who are the happiest people in the world?"
"Actors -in hard luck, and Fegee Missiona
"Who are the most miserable ?"
"Debtors, boarding-house-keepers, brokers,
and editors."
We kicked our boots off in attempting to
sond John from our presence in a speedy man
An Anecdote With a Moral.
A friend not long since told us an anecdote
in relation to one of our subscribers, which
con tains a good moral. for husbands, and also
furnishes an example for wives which is worthy
of imitation under similar circumstances:
The subscriber refered to, said to our friend,
in presence of bis wife, that it had been his in
to call at the Recorder's Mike, to pay
up his erre:wages, and discontinue his paper.
His wife very promptly suited "why do you
wish to discontinue the paper?"
"Because," said the husband, ern so
much away from home on business, and have
so little time to read, there seems to be very
little use in tee inking the paper."
"Yes," responded the wife, "it may be of
little use to pit but it is of great use to me. I
remain at home while you aregone, and I wish
to home what is going on in the world. if you
discontinue the paper, I will gostraight to town
and subscribe fur it myself."
As the paper has not been disemtinued, we
suppose the wife's reasoning, was conclusive.
'rhe moral of this ineideutmust not be over
looked, A husband should consider the grati
fication and - profit afforded his wife and Ail
dren by the paper, as well as his own, and not
discontinue it, simply because he may not have
an opportuniry to read it regularly. And fur
ther, it may remind some good husbands, not
now subscribers, that it is their duty to take
the paper, thnt their wives and children may
know "what is going on in the world,"—Hill'a
Treatment of Persons taken from Water.
Pr. Valentine. Mott gives the tbllowing
rections for ,the treatment of those w•ho may
have been partially suffocated by immersion in
water :
Immediately after the body b, removed from
the water, press, the chest suddenly and forcibly
downward and back Ward, and instantly discon
tinue the pressure. Repeat this without inter•
rupti" until a pair of common bellows can be
procured. When obtained, introduce the noz
zle well upon the base of the tongue. Surround
the mouth with a towel or handkerchief, and
close it. Direct a bystander to press firmly
upon the projecting part of the neck, mild
Adam's apple, and use the bellows actively.—
The press upon the chest to expel the air from
the lungs, to imitate natural breathing. Con•
time this at least an hour, unless signs of na•
tural breathing come on.
Wrap the body in blankets, place it near 11
fire, and do every thing to preserve the natural
warmth, as well as to impart an artificial heat,
if possible. Every thing, however,A,Wcondri.
ry to inflating the lungs. Send for a medical
man immediately,
Avoid all frictions until respiration shall be
in some degree restored•
ie. A Young Lady, who had Just finished
rending a Into novel, which spoke of Spanish
belles as using eigarettol, culled at a tobacco•
nist's store, recently, ac 4 in,pdr, 4, '?fa•e ye.
NO. 28.
The Wants of the SoiL
Under the above heading the Connecticut
Valley Fanner and Mechanic says—
"At present, not far from three-fourths of
the entire labor and capital of the U. States
are employed, either directly or indirectly, in
the great work of robbing the,aoil of the few
things that God placed in it for the support of
vegetable and animal life, without making, or
pretending to any adequate restitution. All
tillage is a most unnatural operation, and the
matter removed in crops by no means
' the whole of the loss of the elements of fertility
that ranted fields sustain. An intelligent wheat
grower in Wisconsin writes to the agricultural
department of the patent office, that lands which
have been cultivated twelve years, in that new
State, now yield but half the annual harvests
that they did when first seeded. At ) extensive
corn grower in Indiana informs your memori•
alist, that the rich river bottoms of that Stoto
now yield only thirty•five bushels per acre;
which once produced, with an equal amount of
tillage, seventy bushels per acre. Maize being
by far the most important crop grown In this
country, much pains have been taken to learn
the commercial value of the raw material ne
cessarily consumed to form a bushel of that
grain; of which over six hundred million bush
els are annually extracted from American soil.
"A gentleman in Connecticut writes, that
his farm, of some two hundred and fifty acres,
has been cultivated two centuries, and conse
quently has reached what may be regarded as
the normal condition of long-tilled earth. He
finds it necessary to apply ten cords of compost
manure to an acre, to Came forty bushels. Tho
manure costs him a dollar cord, and twenty
five cents per bushel of his crop. A corn
grower of Virginia has tried many experiments
with guano, and finds that one hundred ponnds
which cost two dollars and filly cents, will gen
erally add ten bushels to his harvest. The ma
nure, like that used in Connecticut, costs a
quarter of a dollar for enough to produce a
bushei of corn. Many letters from practical
men, of close observation, and large experience.
have been `received at the agricultural depart
ment of the Patent Office, going to show that
if one draws not upon the natural fertility of
land to form his corn plants, the raw material
to make a bushel of corn can rarely be obtain
ed for a less sum than twenty-five cents. There
is collateral evidence worth naming, that cor
roborates this estimate. Long experience in
France and Belgium establishes the fact, that,
the excreta from an adult person are worth five
dollars a year for agricultural purposes. The
night soil obtained from the human species is
equal to the production of twenty bushels of
corn to each inhabitant; and for the Obvious
reason, that no animal has the power to 'mid..
hilate a single atom, consumed in its daily food,
nor to create one, if needed to prevent starva
tion. Field laborers nt the South consume
about thirteen bushels of corn meal, and as
much bacon as from ten to thirteen bushels of
corn will, make, es the yearly allowance to
each. Children consume less, but often waste
more, than adults. Taking our entire popula
tion of 25,000,000 at this time into account,
and each consumes, in one form and another,
fertilizing atoms drawn from the bosom of the
earth, equal to those contained in twenty bush
els of maize; showing an aggregate annual
consumption of 500,000,000 bushelX, which the
soil loses as effectually as it would if that
amount of grain were cast into the sea every
Hints on Thinning Fruit.
Trees, like animals, have constitutions that
can, by proper treatment. be kept sound for
great length of time, or by neglect, or bad
treatment, broken down. Our opinion is that
the feeble, diseased,and short-lived condition
of the pooch tree in New Jersey is due, in a
great measure, to a greedy or careless system
of over-cropping. We know how races of men
and horses degenerate, from hard labor and
had treatment—how they dwindle flown in size,
loose their proportion, symmetry, and intelli
gence—in short, wear out, to pse a very com
mon but expressive term. Trees "wear out,"
too. How many we have all seen that in their
youth, even before they had arrived at a full
bearing age and size, began to look old—the
branches twisted and gnarly, the bark rough
and mossy and envesed with small, feeble, ill.
formed buds and fruit spurs, loaded perhaps
with small, worthless fruit, not worth picking
Now those who desire to guard their trees
against wearing out, must not be too greedy of
a great crop. They must master that natural
reluctance we all feel to pick off a portion of
the fruit. They must thin them evenly distri
bnted over the tree, and only so many as can
be brought to full and perfect maturity without
injury or death to the tree. But we shall bo
asked, "flow are we to know how many wo
ought to leave or how many to take?" Well,
we confess it takes some little skill and experi
ence to thin a crop judiciously, but he who
goes shout it in earnest will find some indica
tions to aid him. It will not do to thin in all
cases alike, because the vigorous tree, in a
generous soil, will carry a large orop without
injury, and one that would be almost certain
death to a delicate or feeble tree having limited
resources in the way of food,just as a healthy,
robust, well fed man can perform a day's work
with case that a weakly, ill fed man dare not
attempt. The growth of a tree, the apperance
of its foliage, the length and thickness of its
Young shoots, afford a very reliable guide as to
the vigor of a tree and its ability to bear a
heavy crop. Some varieties are naturally
moderato and constant !warms, and if kept un
der good culture might never requre• thinning,
while others bear enormously some years, the
fruit actually covering every pert of the tree
and requiring props and supports to keep it
from being torn to pieces. Snob trees cannot
bear so in successive years, norvan they long
remain healthy. Then beside thinning the
fruits,. good culture miist r h&given them in their
fruitful years, and top-drailigs of composts in
a well decayed state, Garden trees may have
liquid manure and mulching instead of top.
dressing. Such care as this, not costing much,
will not only sustain the vigor and health of
trees, but produce large, handsome, market
able fruits. When a tree is loaded to break
down, one-half or three.forths of the fruit is
worthless, and all the advantage of a large
"op Is cost.
We cons!der this subject of much impor
tance to the fruit grower. We know by am
ple experience that it is. We crop our own
trees heavily, perhaps too heavily; but every
season we have to perfbrm a thinning process,
and we should consider the neglect of it noth- •
big less than the wilful destruction of mu
trees.— Genesee Farmer.
Mica in Barns.
A writer in the Rural Now Yorker, who suf
fered greatly by them pests to the farmer, states
that he has foundthat hay-mows having spear.
mint in them, were free Trom rats and mice,
while others, in the same barn, haying none of
this herb seattered.about, were, nearly destroy
ed by them. Other experienced fawners eon ,
Cur in the opinion that spearmint is ;t eempTele