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WILLIAM BREWSTER, EDITORS.
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SAM. G. WHITTAKER,
(sdect Vnttrg.
"LET ME.,
I ne'cr on that lip for a moment have gazed,
But a thousand temptations beset me ;
And I often have thought the rubiesthatraised,
How delightful 'twould be if you'd e —let me.
Then be not so angry for what I have done,
Nor sny that you've sworn to forget me,
They were buds oftetnptation too pouting to shun
And thought that you could not but—let me.
When your lip with a whisper came close to my
Oh, think how bewitching it met me ; [check,
And plain, if the eyes of a Venus could speak,
Your eyes seemed to say you would—let me.
Then forgive the transgression and bid me re-
For, in truth, if I go you'll regret me, [main
Then, oh, let me try the transgression again,
And I'll do all you wish, if you'll—let me.
. I'LL LET TOIL,
If a kiss be delightful, so tempting lily lips,
That a thousand soft wishes beset you,
I vow by the nectar that Juniper sips,
On certain conditiona,—l'll let you.
It you swear by my charms that you'll ever ho
And that no other damsel shall get you,[true
By the stars that roll round yon summit of bl tie,
Perhaps, slr, perhaps sir,—l'll let you.
If not urged by a passion as fleeting as wild,
That make all the virtues forget you,
But affection unsullied, soft, fervent and mild,
You ask for a kiss, then—l'll let you.
~x~xcCC~tllir.
To the Old Line Whigs.
It is really disgusting to see the attempts of
the Loco l oco press to cajole the old Whigs,
to the support of their candidates. Not satis
fied with killing Ilenu CLAY by lying, and
would now defame the illustrious dead if they
believed they made votes thereby, are using
every effort to induce old Clay Whigs to unite
with them in the election of Mr. Buchanan, the
traducer of Henry Clay.
Whigs! look at this infernal picture, pub
lished to every Locofbeo paper in the country,
in 1844, which to wheedle into the support of
their candidates, now talk to yen of the illus.
trio us Clay, and the proud and glorious Whig
party.
Henry
Clay. the liv
ing personification
and embodiment of
Whig principles,
Whig address.
1111777,
born ; in
1805 quarrelled
with Col. Davis, of 1i...-
tacky, which led to his first duel ;
in 1808 Ito challenged Humphrey Mar
shall, and fired three times at his heart ,
in 1825, he challenged the great Jo tin
Ha adolph, and fired once at his he art
but without effect ; in 1838 he plan ned
the GILLEY DUEL, by wit ich
a f oul murder was perpo tra
ted and a wife made a Ma
ni in 1841, wit, en
65
years old, and g ray
headed, is under 5,000 dol
lare TO KEEP the
FACE! At the age of 29
e PERJURED himself t o
s crate u SEAT in the Unite d
S totes Senate ! In 1824 he mad
alt infamous bargain with J. Quin cv
la A deals, by which he sold out Ei
for a 6 thousand year office; he '7
is also wellku own as a gam
bler and sob bath breaker.
Ills political principles are
precisely and exactly
those of the Ilartford con
vention fed eralists ; op
posed to e (Pal rights,
equal priv lieges, and
equal law s and char
tered pr . i v i loges.
Also Ito sustains
the fer o c ions
Alger ines in
their deeds
of bl ood &
mar der !
gal %gig
Constitution and Laws,
The Louisville Journal says :"Now if lien
ry Clay and the old Whigs were good and pa
triotic and glorious, as the Democrats, who
want Whig votes, tell us they wore, we ask if it
does not seem almost a pity that God permits
the authors of the fiendish slanders of 1814 to
polute and poison his atmosphere with their
foul and pestiferous breath."
Poisownta.—A Dutch journal contains the
following singular account of the escape of a
woman of Zevenhuizen from being poisoned by
her husband, and the prompt chastisement of
the latter :
"A man, whose name is not given availed
himself of the opportunity of his wife's quitting
the dining.table, for some domestic purpose,
and rapidly mixed poison in the plate of soup
which ehe had commenced eating. At the mo
ment the wile returned and re-seated herself,
the husband rose and quitted the apartment,
under pretext of having forgotten something
necessary. The wife, upon this was about to
recommence eating, but on so doing she
discovered a spider ou her plate, and hating
hvest repugnance to these insects she changed
er plate for that of her husband, who returned
immediately after, eat himself down, and see
ing that hie wife had nearly finished her portion,
ate from the plate before him. In the course
of a few hours he began to feel the effects of
the poison, and, although medical aid was in
stantly called in, died, confessing that he was
justly punished fur his own intended crime."
,*.dert Cale.
THE DUELIST'S DOOM.
-4fiNVA.
Moses Stevens came to Mississippi when bit
a youth of eighteen. He then possessed the
mildest manners and strictest puritanic moral
ity, and was particularly noted for that hard
working practicability of purpose and pursuit
so characteristic of his countrymen in general.
Rapidly, by his industry and economy, he amas
sed wealth in land and negroes, and arose to
influence till ho was run as a volunter candidate
for a seat in the lower House of the Mississip
pi Legislature. And now the shameless sti
pendiaries of slander set to work to blacken the
hitherto unimpeachable reputation of the new
politician. His name filled the newspapers
with scandal, moulded by the plastic hand of
fancy for that occasion, and supplied the foam
ing stump orators with a theme for the most
bitter phillipies. The temper of Stevens be
came roused by the unmerited denunciations
heaped upon him i excited to a like fury with
his foes, he repaid them in kind for all their un
mitigated tirades of abuse. It was supposed
that the Yankee would not fight, and Allen Sim
mons, a noted duelist, was selected by the op.
posite party as a proper person to send him a
challenge, and if he refused to accept it, as a
matter of course, he was degraded, and the po
litical contest would be thereby
i determined.—
They were miserably deceived n their man.—
Stevens accepted the challenge. His handwas
firm as his ales was sure, and he shot his adver
sary through the heart the first fire 1 Other
personal leconters follcwed in rapid succession
and in all of which Stevens displayed thesame
cool courage, and always came off' victorious.
He soon became insolent, overbearing and ex
ceedingly quarrelsome. Up to the year 1834,
he had killed half a dozen mon.
In the autumn of that year he was one day
in a country grocery, about tea miles from
Vicksburg. A mixed company was present,
to whom the desperado was boasting of the num
ber of victims he had slain, recounting with
savage delight the several circumstancesof her
ror attending the death of each, and spicing the
whole with the usual exaggerations supplied by
the vanity of boasters. As ho went on thus,
reciting the most enormous cruelties, his quick
eye wandering around the circle of his eager
auditors for sympathy and the customary ap
probation that was wont to salute his ears, he
encountered the fixed gaze of a stranger, which
riveted his attention and made him almost start
from his seat as it thrilled him with a momen
tary dread.
This man, or rather youth, (forto judge from
the extreme juvenility of his appearance, he
could not have seen more than nineteen sum•
users,) was a stranger whom no one present
knew, or recollected to have seen before. He
was tall, but slender in shape, almost to a de
fect. His hand %Rs very small, white as snow,
and regular as cut with a chisel. The face was
pale, almost colorless, and sweetly sad. There
was nothing in the appearance of the stranger
youth to excite alarm, salons it were, perhaps,
the steadfast, piercing gaze of his strange, wild
blue eyes, immovably fixed or, the face of Ste•
yens, as that ferocious wretch painted, with
words steeped in blood, his revolting story.
Disconcerted, surprised, if not alarmed, Ste
vens shrank from that glance, and cast his eyes
, on the floor, but still made an effort to proceed
with his narrative. But he felt that the gaze
of the stranger was upon him, and he began to
burn with shame and indignation at the re
flection that he had encountered one look of a
mortal inan which had mastered his own spirit
as with a mysterious spelt. He felt in his heart
that he was a coward ! Again he raised his
eyes to the face of the stranger, and met the
mune mysterious gaze, the same calm, unearth
ly look, that seemed to be a question from eter
uitv, saying—Murderer whereare thy victims?'
Be observed now, also, that the hands of the
youthful intruder no longer hung motionless
by his side ; but the left was in his coat pocket,
and the right thrust into his bosom, grasped
something which gleamed through the clasp of
his fingers like silver.
The desperado comprehended at a glance his
peril. He was in the power of an enemy. Man
tering, however, by a great effort of selfcontrol
his fears, he took his resolution quick as thought
to gain time, and, If possible, obtain the chance
of ntr equal combat. This must be done, or
i.t.t death was the only alternative. For he
was a professed judge of the human character,
and knew that he hail to deal with no common
foe, and that a single violent gesture or move•
meat to grasp a weapon, would be a signal for
a stab at his heart. He therefore assumed a
look of careless good humor, and addressing
the stranger in a friendly toue of well-feigned
familiarity, inquired—" You havelistened to my
idle stories with some appearance of curiosity,
young man ; what do you think of my powers
us a story teller ?"
The stranger replied, in a low voice—l was
not thinking of your powers as a story-teller; I
was wondering at your prowess as an assassin!'
"I was but joking, I assure you," said Stev
ens.
"You lie!" was the calm response.
The desperado turned pale as death, but gul-
ping down his emotion, he proceeded :
"How do you know I lie? You are to me a
total stranger ; I am positively certain that I
never saw you before in my life."
"That matters not Mr. Stevens, I have known
you as an assassin since I was ten years old :
but I now know you as a dastardly coward!"
"Who are you?" exclaimed the desperado, in
real surprise, as well as consternation.
"I am the son of a man you murdered!"
"You must be mistaken in me young man—
what was your father's name ?"
"That you shall never know, infamous liar
and poltroon, till I whisper it in yeurClying ear
as the signal to bind your soul to eternal tor
ture. Man of blood your last hour has come?"
The last sentence was repeated in a shrill
trumpet-tone that made every hearer start. It
deprived Stevens of the faculty of speech. He
sat dumb and trembling like a sinner at the
bar of the final judgment.
The stranger youth contemplated him in
scorn for a few seconds, and then said in cut
ting accents—"l had thought to slayyou where
you sit, you base wretch I but I disdain to kill
even a murderous coward without giving him
a chalice for his life. Poltroon, will you meet
me in a fair combat
A gleam of savage joy shot across the face
of Stevens as he answered-9 will. Name
your time, place and seconds."
"This is soon done," replied the stranger.—
"Meet me tonight, precisely at twelve o'clock
at the "Old Waste House," in the pine woods
five miles east from this place. Bring with
you a single friend; I will contrive to have one
present also. We two only will enter the house
armed each with a bowie•knife or dagger at our
option. Our friends will lock the door from
the outside. swearing first on the Holy Gospel
~ LIBERTY AND UNION, NOW AND POWER, ONE AND INSEPARABLE. "
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 13, 1856.
to leave us alone for the space of twentrfive
minutes. Are you agreed ?".
"But the house to which you refer, " sugges
ted Stevens, "has not boen inhabite for eight
years. The windows and doors are exceeding•
ly strong, almost half covered with bars of iron
and are, moreover, securely fastened, so that
we cannot possibly gain admission. Therefore
it would be best to natne some other place."
"I have the key," said the youth ; "are you
satisfied ?"
t. l am. n
At this answer of the desperado, the young
man, without answering another word, turned
upon his heel and left the room ; and mount•
ing his horse which had been hitched near the
grocery door, rode slowly off iu an easterly di.
rection.
The rumor of this strange challenge and pro.
spective duel flew around the neighboring coml•
try like the wind, and two hours before the ap
pointed time a large crowd of spectators were
assembled, eager to witnesss the expected
scene.
It was a night without moon or stars, of a
thick, pitchy darkness, with a drizzle or a light
sifted rain from the ebon clouds lowering over
head. The spectators carried in their hands
long torches made of pitch pine knots, whose
red glaring lustre reflected among the green
boughs of the dense surrounding groves ; and
the clustering vines that were intertwined with
their luxuriant foliage all over the lonely walls
and mouldering roof of the old building pre
sented a scene at once picturesque and savage.
Ten minutes before 12 o'clock, Stevens ac
companied by a choseii second, arrived. His
countenance was flushed, his nerves were tre
mulous, and his whole air and demeanor gave
evidence of the high excitement under which
he was laboring. He appeared to be intoxica
ted. The stranger had not yet made his op
pearance. Minute after minute rolled on, and
still he did not come. The spectators looked
disappointed. They thought themselves in dan
ger of losing their promised sport.
It was three minutes to twelve. Stevens
stood with his fine gold repeater in his hand,
gazing at the slow moving index that glittered
beneath the polished crystal, with the most in
tense anxiety. At last both bands were per
pendicular, one above the other, and directly
over the figures XII. A sneering smile play
ed around those coarse features, and he said a.
loud—"I am here at the time. '
but where is her
Hardly had the words died on his lips, when
a loud voice from the old house shouted in a
clear, reverberating tone--"llere l" A key
grated in the rusty lock, the bolt was drawn
back, the door opened with a harsh creaking
Boise on its hinges, and the stranger stepped
from the sill.
We pause a moment to survey his friend who
was by his side. He was a stranger also ; a
man of Herculean size, and exceedingly wild
aspect. His hair was long, coal black, and
straight as an Indian's. His skin was smartly
sunburned, almost copper.colored. His face
and forehead, a huge mass of bones, sharply
projecting, and repulsively ugly ; and his dark
eye flashed rays that seemed sparks of fire to
scorch the beholder.
The arrangements were immediately made
for the duel. The stranger stripped off his
coat, vest and shat, and tied a red silk hand.
kerchief around his waist. fits weapon was a
single long dagger, not very broad, but keen
as a razor, and double edged. His other arms
he handed to his friend. The weapon of Ste.
yens was an enormous bowie.knife, heavy as
the war•club of a savage.
The stranger exacted an oath from the see•
onds, that after the two foes entered the house,
they would neither open the door themselves,
nor Baler any one else to open it. It was also
agreed that all the spectators that bore torches
should retire some twenty paces from the house
so that no ray of light could penetrate through
the crevices in the wall to illuminate, however
feebly, the dead gloom within.
All the preliminaries being, thus adjusted,
the combatants were placed by their seconds
in opposite corners of the room, when the lat
ter withdrew, locked the door, and left the foes
alone with death. _ _
At first they both stooped down, and steal
thily untied and laid ofF their shoes, so es to
make no noise in walking across the floor.
The same thought had struck them at the same
time—to manoeuvre for the advantage.
The young stranger moved in a circle, and
softly as a cat, around . the room, till he got
within four feet of the corner where his enemy
had first keen placed. He then paused to lis
ten. For a few seconds he heard nothing in
the gravelike silence but the quick beats of his
own heart. But presently there crept into his
ear a scarcely audible sound, as of suppressed
- -
breathing, in the opposite corner of the room
which he had just left. His foe was trying the
same stratagem. The maineuvre was repented
many times by both, and with a like result.—
At length the youth conclude) to stand still
and await the approach of his adversary. Mo.
tionless now himself and all ear ; a soft noise
like the dropping of flakes of wool, became
distinctly audible, and closely approached him.
When the soundappeared about three feet from
where he stood, he suddenly made a bounding
plunge, with his dagger aimed in the air where
he supposed the bosom of his foe to be. Ste
yens, at that time, was stooped forward, thus
seeking for the advantage, and the pointof the
dagger blade, by a singular fatality, perforated
his left eye and pierced deep in the Main. He
tell with a dull, heavy sound on the floor. He
had fought his last battle.
The seconds waited with breathless anxiety
until the expiration of twenty-five minutes.—
I They then unlocked the door and the crowd li
rushed in with their flickering torches. A most
hedious spectacle presented itself. There lay
the gory trunk of Stevens, the head severed
from the body, and placed as if in savage mock
ery, on the breast of the dead, and there was
still sticking in the bloody left eye the fatal two
edged dagger, almost up to the hilt in the soul
less brain I The stranger was standing in the
middle of the room, with a large hawk-bill
pocket knife in his hand, stained with reeking
gore, with which he had evidently performed
the work of decapitation. On his face was
still the same look, and the same melan:holy
smile. He seemed, in fact, to be conscious of
nothing save his own dreamy thought, that
wandered through wide eternity.
The spectators crowded with mute counte
nances of horror around the:mutilated corpse,
and for a moment lost sight of the living foe ;
till maddened at the lamentable sight, some one
called out—" Arrest the murderer I" And all
the crowd cried—" Seize him—seize him I"
They turned to seize him ; but both he and his
second had disappeared, and were nowhere to
be seen. Neither was ever afterwards heard
of in that region of the world.
Eighteen months ago I met them both atSan
Antonio in Texas. The acquaintance was ac
cidental, and formed under peculiar circnnt
stances. I received from them a complete nar
rative of these facts.
aampaign *ntg.
WAIT TILL NOVEMBER.
Ate—" Wai l for Me Wagon."
Ye locofoco slaveocrats,
Who think to win for "Buck,"
Don't swell around so ()dully,
For fear you might get stuck ;
We have a pony on the track ;
Who never know defeat,
Hell run around your old "buck" sheep
So quick 'twill make him bleat.
Wait till November,
Wait till November,
Then up Salt River,
You may all take a ride.
Your ''hock" has carried heaps of wool
Upon his fogy back,
But such a pliant southern tool
Will have to fly the track.
Olt, slavery weighs him down so tight,
The course he cannot keep ;
The man who caught the wooly horse
Will surely head the sheep.
Wait till November, &c.
Oh, Pierce and Dug, and Stringfellow,
The Border Ruffian crew,
You've got yourselves into a muss,
Your party in a stew ;
You cannot still the rising storm,
Which strengthens every hour,
Till such black-hearted demagogues
Are swept from place and power.
Wait till November, dm.
Then boys, three cheers for Fremont
Oh, let the welkin ring I
The slaveocrats all tremble now,
For Freedom's in the ring
We're bound to give 'em "Jessie,"
To grace the White House hall,
For Freedom, Fremont and Dayton,
The people now do call.
Then, Locos, remember,
That in November,
Far up Salt River,
You must all go.
• •
ohttcal.
Speech of Wm. D. Lewis.
Mr. Lewis was formerly Collector of the
Port of Philadelphia, under President Fillmore.
This speech was made on the occasion of his
being appointed Chairman of the Republican
Club of the 7th ward of that city, at a meeting
held last week.
Mr. Lewis, upon taking the chair, said—
I feel honored, gentlemen, in having been
called to preside over this meeting. Asssem•
bled as we now are, to consult upon the rent
issues which agitate the nation, I ask to be in
dulged in making a few remarks, partly expla
natory of my views of the present condition of
political affairs and of the duties which that ,
condition imposes on all good citizens, and ,
partly in reference to my personal position.
Fellow citizens, while we are all believers in
the doctrine of the most illustrious of Southern
statesmen, by whom we were no long governed,
that the existence of human servitude among
us is a great evil, we all advocate the obser
vance of the Compromises, and speaking for
myself, I feel that I speak for you all, when I
say that, happy in our own exemption from the
curse of slavery, not one of us would invade
the rights guaranteed by the Constitution to
slaveholders. Their right to hold slaves, with
additional representation by virtue of holding
them, was not only secured in certain localities
by the Constitution, but at subsequent periods
the people of the free States, for the sake of
peace, and hoping thereby to perpetuate the
Union under which we prospered, have,
by cer
tain legislative compromises, conceded to Sou
thern threats and exactions a vast area of addi
tional territory over which it was agreed that
slavery might be extended.
To every measure of peace, including the
legislation of 1850, I yielded a willing assent,
I and in the ratification of the latter compromi
ses here, even took a public and prominent
part. In so doing I acted, as I now do, under
a sense of duty. I claim no credit for having
done so, and, perhaps, deserve less than most
of you, having been born and nurtured in a
slave State, and my early and most cherished
associations having been with the people of
the South, and, to a certain extent, with some
of her greatest statesmen. But the fogs of
my birth place have not shut from my vision
the blighting effects, both physical and moral,
of the "peculiar institution" of the South, which
had I always remained there, they might have
done.
Fellow citizens, what guerdon have the in-
habitants of the free States received for all their
sacrifices ? Each concession has brought upon
us a fresh demand, until at length our patience
being exhausted, we find the great Republic ou
the verge of civil war. I need not recite to you
the unholy proceedings by which, during the
present miscalled Democratic administration,
this calamitous state of things has been preci
pitated. The repeal of the Missouri Compro
mise; the invasion of Kansas by armed gangs
of nomadic slave-holders, who, by force and
fraud, by robbery, murder and arson, and with
the aid of the army of the United States, are
at this moment attempting to fasten slavery
upon the resisting inhabitants; the brutal as
sault by a Southern member of Congress upon
a Northern Senator in the very Senate cham
ber, and its approval by his constituents, signi.
fied by his unanimous re-election, and by near
ly the whole south, as expressed by their pub
lic organs, are facts well known to you.
The worse than Vandal invasion of Kansas,
if not repelled, will prove but the prelude to
further encroachments upon more extended re
gions of country which had been solemnly do
dicated to Freedom. These violent measures
in -.behalf of slavery are all in the face of the
decadence of oue slave communities . , and the
unparalled advancement in prosperity of the
free States. Strange hallucination I Is it not
time to exclaim in the language of the Roman
orator, "How long, 0 I citizens, will you pa.
tiently submit to these usurpations ?" For one
I here openly avow that my soul is weary of
them; that, speaking in the sincerity of a union
loving citizen, I am not willing to submit any
longer; that when the thirst of the Southern
slave•holdera for political power can only be
slaked by making the freeborn white men as
subservient to their behests as the blacks born
in servitude and educated to blind obedience,
I will use my feeble efforts to stay the march
of these invaders of our rights aud liberties.
I beg it to be observed that I do not include
in this class all the inhabitanta of the South ; I
confine its application to that ceinpact, intern.
gent, and unscrupulous minority who own
slaves, and who, by virtue of the Constitution
rule, through their property representation, the
majority of their free white fellow citizens.
What then is to be done to save our country
from disunion, or from evils even greater than
disunion ? That is the solemn question we
have now to consider. The hour approaches
when we shall be called upon to act in the
choice of another Chief Magistrate. Three
candidates are presented to us for our support,
all of whom can be personally known to but a
very inconsiderable minority of those who must
decide on their claims. Two of them are well
known to me, and in their private characters
I believe them to be irreproachable, while their
public acts are well known to the country. But
I cannot vote for either of these.
Mr. Buchanan, the ripe statesman, has adopt
ed the Cincinnati platform in i s deformity, and ,
feared to dilate, in his speech of acceptance,
"lest he might disturb some of its planks." By
that platform and the Ostend manifesto, which
he signed, and the principles of which the plat.
form adopts in artful phrases, he is pledged to
buy or ravish the island of Cuba, and thus mul
tiply our domestic troubles, and probably in
volve us in a foreign war ; his platform denies
to the general government the right "to com
mence and carry on a general system of public
improvements," and denounces all efforts "to
induce Congress to interfere with questions of
slavery, or to take incipient steps in relation
thereto." tie is also pledged by it to continue
the disastrous policy of President Pierce, in re
ference
to the new territories, a policy in every
sense sectional ; nor is he sound on other sub
jects of vital importance to the national pros
perity.
Mr. Fillmore, the amiable gentleman, and
when in power, in some senses "the model I
President," has unfortunately committed him
self to certain heresies which are, in my judge.
mcnt, repugnant to the Constitution of the
United States, and subversive of the very
foundations of our government; he is the can
didate of the slave oligarchy, and his recent
political discourses have had a tendency to
foster and ferment sectional antipathies ; he is
not committed against the Kansas outrages,
nor have we any reasonable ground to believe
that if elected he would repress them, and see I
justice done to the flee settlers. How could
he be so pledged, looking, as he must, for his
chief support to those by whom these outrages
have been instigated? Having served under
him for three years, and our personal relations
having been of the most agreeable nature,
and carefully conceoding to him many estima
ble traits of character, I do not withold from
him my support without pain.
But, under existing circumstances, it is my
conscientious belief that the election of either
Mr. Buchanan or Mr. Fillmore to the Presi
dency, would be most hazardous to the peace
and union of these States. Such are my rea.
some, fellow citizens, for declining to give my
support to either of my above-named friends.
Are they sufficient?
The third candidate for our suffrages I have
never seen, and though of ample fame in other
departments of knowledge and deeds, he hae
but few auteceden ts that identify him with states
manship. Those few, however, were of the
right kind ,• and the important measures inaug
urated by him during his brief service in the
Senate, his votes and his speeches, all mar-
Iced him as the friend of freedom, and protec
tor of the "Natural Capital" of the poor free-
man, "LABOR."
I turn, then, from the two known statesman
my personal friends, and shall give my support
to the stranger. Wherefore ? Because the
crisis is too alarming for any good citizen to
allow his private predilections to interfere with
his public duty—because we do MI rote for
men, merely but for principles—because the
ono paramont issue in tho coming contest is :
shall slavery be extended and perpetuated in
regions now free? Slain the slave owners con
trol all legislation among us? We answer both
questions in the negative. And so does the',
stranger, called from the remotest and youn
gest of our States, as the expow-nt of the doe
trine we espouse--that human slavery shall
proceed no further in our domain, and that
white freemen shall no longer be exclusively
governed by the coerced voters of slaves.
We have the distinctly enunciated pledge of
the gentleman and soldier, John C. Fremont
whom we mean to elevate to the Presidency of
these United States, to the above effect;
and, inasmuch as all of our future prosperity
and honor depend upon the decision of this
single issue, in accordance with our convictions
I am willing to keep every other in abeyance
till this, the greatest of them all, involving in
deed our national existence, shall lie decided.
We are told that our paity is sectional.—
What is the language of our candidate on this
point ? Listen to the closing phrase of his let
ter of acceptance.
"Trusting that I have a heart capable of
comprehending our whole country with its va
ried interests, and confident that patriotism
exists in all parts of the Union, I accept the
nomination of your Convection in the hope
that 1 may be enabled to serve usefully its
cause, which I consider the cause of constitu
tional freedom."
Is there anything sectional in this? My
friends, we know those who oppose us to be
altogether sectional in their views, seeking to
promote the extension of ultr% Southern policy
and power. We oppose their views. We des
ire to govern the whole country justly, so that
our glorious flag may wave forever in pence
the symbol of Union and of protection over
us and our descendants. These objections wo
are sure would be prompted by the election to
the Presidency of Col. Fremont.
Neither must we, in cotemplating the mag
nitude of the first office in the Republic, lose
sight of the importance of having a suitable
occupant of the second, the incumbent of
which has on two occasions in our history,
been called by Providence to discharge the du
ties of President.
Fortunately, in Wm. L. Dayton, of New
Jersey, we have a candidate for Vice Presi
dent of a standard fully equal to all the re
quirements or contingencies of the post. He
is our neighbor; we all know him to be expo-
rienced in the duties of public life; an upright
judge and able legislator ; sound in morals and
in political principles, especially in the great
principle for which we now contend; firm in
purpose, of good judgment and of pure heart.
I will not waste my time nor yours in eulogi•
sing him.
Let us, then, fellow citizens, go to work at
once and heartily, like men who have before
them the noble task of redeeming their country
from misrule and placing its free institutions
' 1 beyond future dangers.
giar"A letter was read to me today, from
Judge McClean, in which ho says that the uni•
ted German residents of the western sections
of Pennsylvania will vote almost unanimously
for Fremont. He predicts the State for I-re
mold br o,er thirty thousand majority."
pins Awls.
`One hundred and sixty-four men were
hung in the United States during the last year.
seir Hon. Lewis D. Campbell, of Ohio, has
defined his position and expressed a preference
for Fremont for the Presidency.
stir Mr. John W. Geary, of Pennsylvania,
has been nominated Governor of Kansas by
the President; Wilson Shannon being remo
ved.
ler"Hoomh for Boo•cannon and Broken
Bridge 1" shouted an Irishman the other night.
That isn't "the bridge" that will carry us•safe.
ly over.
Oar The New York Express, (Fillmore or
gan and the original fabricator of Fremont's
Catholicism) has been forced to admit that Mr.
Fillmore did send his daughter to a Catholic
school to finish her education.
gtsy. Hon. Frank Granger, the moat resolute
Silver Gray Whig in the laud, and his numer.
ens friends in New York State, have come out
for Fremont. So has Samuel H. Walley, the
straight Whig candidate for Governor in Mas.
sachusetts.
SW Another South Carolinian has beaten a
Massachusetts man with a cane. It occurred
yesterday, at the Metropolitan Hold, New
York, where the Massachusetts matt pronoun
ced the assault on Senator Sumner brutal and
cowardly.
ger A London lawyer, addressing a jury, is I
said to have used the following harmonious
metaphor while alluding to the tactics of the
opposing brarister :—"Gentlemen of the jury,
I smell a rat; I see it brewing in the storm ;
but please God I will crush it in the bud."
Coat of Arms lobe worn by all Des cendunts
of Senator Butler's "Fathers Aunt."—A bleed
ing head on a field of crimson. Two blud
geons rampant—figure of freedom couchant—
a rope pendant, with P. Brooks, Esq., at the
end cet. Legend.—"CANSIBUS."
The result Showed it.—When on trial, bully
Brooks took the ground "that there are some
offences for which the law affords no adequate
remedy." That was a very proper remark to
make in Judge Crawford'a Court, and the
result of the trial showed it to have been per
fectly correct.
lir The Hon. E. C. Cabell, of Florida, has
written to each of the Buchanan and Fillmore
electors of that State, asking whether they
would not vote for the candidate of either par
ty, if necessary, to defeat Fremont, or to pre
vent the election from going to the House of
Representatives?
Aft` The Missourians have blockaded the
river Missouri, and all the free State emigrants
for Kansas are arrested, disarmed, and sent
back. These men assume to be the advocates
of the "rights of the States," and the "defers•
ders of the Constitution r They are national' .
men, and :Ist "sectional !"
Breckinridge in Keniucky.—There is said
to be a dtrong feeling of opposition to Mr.
BRECKINRIDGE in Kentucky, growing out of
the trial of MATT. Wean. It will be remem
bered that BRECKINRIDGE was one of the din
tinguished counsel" who volunteered to quit
his post at Washington to go and screen WARD
from punishment.
The ruffians, North and South pretended
that Mr. Sumner was not much hurt by the
murderous assault of Brooks, but has been
feigniug illness in order to excite sympathy.
The fact is Sumner's health is even now ex
coodingly precarious, insomuch that his physi.
cians fear the softening the brain, his nervous
system being completely shattered.
Republicanism in °lath—Hon. James
Myers, Democratic En-Lieutenant Governor of
Ohio, has lately thrown off the shackles of the
Pro• Slavery Party and come out in support of
Fremont and Dayton. He was offered by the
Buchananites the Congressional nomination
for this District, but refused the same. Thus
gloriously does the good cause progress.
Still they come.—The Rafiman's Journal,
published in our neighboring county of Clear
field, has taken down the names of Fillmore
and Donelson from the head of its columns,
and lies resolved to go for the People's Candi.
date, Tour; C. FREMONT. The editor in a long
and ably-written article, goes on and gives his
reasons why he vannot support Buchanan or
Fillmore.
KV' The Lancaster Examiner and Herald,
a well-informed and reliable paper, says that
after a careful inquiry into the political views
ofnearly all the opposition newspapers in Penn
sylvania, it is satisfied that there are but four
which are really advocating the cause of Fill.
more and Donelson while there are not less
than eighty supporting Fremont and Dayton.
Dayton Ohio, July 30. —The Young Men's
Republican Convention assembled here to-day
and attracted an immense assemblage, by some
estimated at between 75,000 and 100,000.
Cassius M. Clay and Mr. Burlingame were a
mong the speakers. In the evening a torch.
light procession was formed, and there was a
brilliant display of fireworks, and an intense
enthusiasm was exhibited. .
Doings o/ the Missourians in ransas.—A
correspondent of the Chicago Democratic Press
writes from Shawnee Mission under date of
June 12th "This day I saw some companies
of Missourians returning. They looked like
men who had been stealing sheep, only worse.
They report having left two men hanging on
some tree by the neck, and saw many more
dead in other places. Another said he saw
four men hanging by the neck on Bull Creek.
They said they were driven back by the troops.
They curse Sumner and threaten to hang him.
They also report that the Free State men were
coming down from lowa, and that a company
of troops had gone op to head them. They
appear to have plunder enough to make it pay.
VOL. XXI. NO. 33.
eke Noustipire.
VALUABLE RECIPES.
A Nice BM FOR BREAKFAST might be
made as follows :—"Take one egg and beat it
up, and a teaspoonful of salt, pour in about
two•thirds of a pint of water, then slice some
bread, dip it in, and fry in a little butter; serve
warm."
AN EXCELLENT PLAIN TEA Ceza.—One cup
of white sugar, half a cup of sweet milk, one
egg, half a teaspoonful of soda, ono of cream
of tartar, and flour enough to make it like soft
gingerbread. Flavor with the juice of lemon.
This makes one good sized loaf.
PICKLES.—An excellent way to make pickles
that will keep a year or more, is to drop them
into boiling water, but not boil them ; let them
in ten minutes, wipe them dry, and drop into
cold spiced vinegar, and they will not need to
be put into salt and water, and are always rea•
dy for use.
FRESH STRIVED FROITS.—PIums, cherries,
blackberries, peaches, pears, and all kinds Of
fruits may be kept in airtight cans if simply
stewed as for table. It will only be necessary
to stew the fruit, adding the amount of sugar
required to make it palatable ; fill up the ves
sel with the hot fruit, and seal at once.
ONIONS WITHOUT SCHNT.—Onions are very
good boiled in milk and water, which diminish
es the strong taste of that vegetable, An ex
cellent way of serving them up is to chop them
after they are boiled, and put them in a stew
pan, with a little milk, butter, salt and pepper,
and let them stew for about fifteen minutes.
CREAM MAT BE PRESERVED weeks and months
by dissolving in water an equal weight of white
sugar with the cream you wish to preserve, us
ing just so much water as to melt the sugar and
make a rich syrup. Boil this, and while hot
add the cream, stirring well together. When
cold, put it in a bottle and cork tight.
GOOD CRACKER3.—I have used the following
recipe for making crackers for forty years, and
consider it superior :—One pint of warm water
set as a sponge over night, half a pound of butter,
and the same amount of good lard, rubbed into
the flour ; knead hard, roll thin and cut with
common tin cutter. They should be baked as
soon as made."
THE BEST Ics•Caser.—Our beet confection
era, in making their creams, use about eight
ounces of loaf sugar to every quart of cream.
To flavor four quarts of cream with vanilla, re.
quires a bean and a half, boiled in a little milk.
If with lemon, the outer rind of three lemons
should bo grated very fine, or six drops of oil
for every four quart‘ of cream. Four quarts
of good cream will make seven quarts of ice
cream, if well beaten ; while thin, milky cream
will increase but little, and never become per
fectly smooth. The ice should be fine, and put
in the freezer with altercate layers of salt—say
about two quarts of salt to an eight quarts free.
zer—the ice and salt as they work to 110 filled
rmsrri.senc.—A delightfully refreshing
drink in warm weather, is made as follows :
Vare sonic ripe pineapples, cut them into thin
slices, then put each slice into a large pitcher,
and sprinkle powdered white sugar among
them ; pour on boiling water—say about a half
a pint of water to each pineapple ;—cover the
pitcher, stop up the spout with a roll of soft pa
per, and let the pineapple infuse into the sea
ter till it becomes quite cool, stirring and pres
sing down the pineapple occasionally with a
spoon, to get out as much possible. When the
liquid has grown quite cold, set the pitcher, for
a while iu ice. Then transfer the infusion to
tumblers, add some more sugar, and put into
each glass a lump of ice. You may lay a thin
slice of fresh pineapple into each tumbler be
fore you pour out the infusion."
SURE CURE ron DYSENTERY.—At this Reason
when dysentery becomes very prevalent, we
can recommend the following means of curing
the same, which are within the reach of every
person at almost any hour :
"Take one tablespoonful of common salt,
and mix it with two tablespoonfuls of vinegar,
and pour upon it a half pint of water either hot
or cold (only let it be taken cool). A wine
glass full of this mixture in the above proppoor•
tion taken every half hour, will be quite effica
cious in curing the dysentery. If the stomach
be nauseated. a wine-glass full taken every
hour will suffice. For a child, the quantity
should be a teaspoonful of salt and one of vine
gar in a teacupful' of water. For all diseases
man is heir to, nature's remedies are simple
and sure, and there is no evil without its anti
dote. We could mention numerous instances in
in which the above recipe was found effective
in the cure of dysentery."
GOOSEURRY JAN.--We believe that green
gooseberry jam is not very frequently made for
fancily use, but it is one that we can reconv
mind, especially when the berries are home
grown, as that decreases the expense, and it is
essential that they should be used fresh. To
every four quarts of gooseberries allow aim
pounds of sugar ; put into the stew pan half a
pound of sugar and enough gooseberries to co
ver the bottom ; keep moving these about until
there is juice enough to prevent the pan from
burning, and continue adding fruit and sugar
little by little, still stirring, as it will be more
likely to burn than a ripe, juicy fruit. When
the whole boils up, let it continue to do so,
slowly but thoroughly, for an hour and a quar•
ter ; and a beautiful nen keernic pretioeve iv
' produced.