The Potter journal. (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, July 16, 1857, Image 1

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Coudersport. Pa., will attend the several
Courts in Potter and M'Kean Counties. All
business entrusted in his care will receive
prompt attention. Office on Main st., oppo
site the Court House. 10:1
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Coudersport, Fa., will
regularly attend the Courts in Potter and
the adjoining Counties. 10:1
Coudersport, Pa., will attend to all business
entrusted to his care, with promptnes ayd
fidelity. Office in Temperance Block, sec
ond floor, Main St. 10:1
ATTORNEY AJ LAW. Coudersport, Pa., will
attepd tp all business entrusted to him, wRh
rare and promptness. Ufiicc corner of West
and Third sts. 10:1
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Weljsboro', Tioga C 0..!
Pa., will attend the Courts in Potter and ]
M'Kean Counties. 9:13
A. y. CONE7"
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Wellsboro', Tioga Co.,
Pa., will regularly attend the Courts of
Potter County. 9:13
Mouu P. 0., (Allegan} Tp.,) Potter Co., Pa., j
will attend to all <>u mess in bis line, with j
care and dispatch. 9:33
ANCKR. Sraethport, M'Kean Co., Pa., will!
attend to business for non-resident land-'
holders, upon reasonable terms. Referen
ces given if required. P. S.—Maps of any j
part of the County made to order. 9:13 !
1 RACTICING PHYSICIAN, Coudersport, Pa.,
respectfully informs the citizens of the vil
lage and vicinity that lie will promply re
spond to all calls for professional services, j
Office on Main St., in building formerly oc
cupied by C. W. Ellis, Esq. 9:22
Hardware, Boots £ Shoes. Groceries ufid
Provisions, Main St., Coudersport, Pa.
10:1 i
Oils, Fancy Articles, Stationery, Dry Goods,
Uiwiciiua, Jic., Main St., Coudersport. Pa.
10:1 j
Clothing, Crockery. Groceries, &c\, Main st.,
Coudersport. Pa, 10;1
M. \Y. MANX,
AZINES and Music, N. W. corner qf Mgip
and Third sts., Coudersport, Pa. 10:1
DAVELFKU, cpudersport, Ra., having engag- <
C( f a wipdow in Sehoomaker & Jackson's
Store will og the Watch and Jewelry
business there, A line assortment ot Jew
elry constantly on hand. Watches and
Jewelry carefully repaired, in the best style,
Pa the shortest notice —all work warrgpted.
H ARK, Maiu St,, nearly opposite the Court
house, Coudersport, l'a. Tin and Sheet
Iron Ware made to order, in good style, on
short notice. 10:1
h. F. GLASSMIRE, Proprietor, Corner of
Main end Second Streets, Coudersport, Pot
ter Co., Pa. 9:44
SAMUEL M. MILLS, Proprietor, Colesburg,
Potter Co., Pa., seven nnles north of Cou
dersport, on the Wcllsvillc Road. *" 9:44
Jjflfrtrti Jlflftrij.
BT JOHN" 0. S-tXE.
There was an honest fisherman,
I knew him passing well,
He dwelt hard by a little pond,
Within a little dell.
A grave and quiet man was he,
Who lov'd his hook and rod;
So even ran his line of life,
The people tlioqnbt him odd.
For science and for books he said
He never had a wish ;
No school to hiui was worth a fig,
Except a " school of fish:'
This single minded fisherman
A double calling had—
To tend his fioeks in winter time,
In summer, fish for shad.
In short, this honest fisherman
Ail other toils forsook,
And though no vagrant man was he,
He liv'd by " hook and crook."
All day the fisherman would sit
Upon an ancient log,
And gaze upon the water, like
Some sedentary frog.
A cunning fisherman was he,
Ilis angles were all right;
And when he scratched his aged poll,
You'd know he'd got a bite.
To charm the fish he never spoke,
And, though his voice was fine,
He foiurd the most convenient way
Was just to "drop a line."
And many a "gudgeon" of the pond,
If made to speak to-day,
Would own with grief this angler had
A mighty "taking way."
(Ape day, while fishing on the log,
He piournea his want of luck;
When suddenly he felt a bite,
And jerking, caught a "duck."
Alas ! that day, the fisherman
Had taken too much grog;
Amd being but a landsman, too,
Re couldn't " keep the logf
In vaiu he strove with all his might,
And tried to gain the shore;
Down, down he went to feed the fish
He'd baited oft before !
The moral of this mournfnl tale
To all is plain and clear,
A single drop too much of rum,
May make a watery bier.
And he who will not "sign the pledge"
And keep the promise fast,
May be, in spite of fate, a stiff
Co id water man at last!
gelertffc £alf.
£,fe qt £igce.
[From the Knickerbocker for June.]
[ Conclusion."]
There was Mrs. Morris Borrowe, whom
I had got to know, and who frequently
took me to drive. She was charmingly
natural, bright, and even witty when we
were alone, having a remarkable insight
into character; but when we returned to
the circle of our hotel, she became almost
vapid; a well-bred languor overspread her
features. She said nothing but common
places ; no emotion betrayed itself on her
trained features.
O shadow of Main tenon, of Pompa
dour, of Espiqasse, of Recamier! was this
your idea of beiug charming ? We wear
your dresses, we copy your graces ; why
cannot we follow your sprightly footsteps
still further, and dare to be witty and
wise as you were at your dear little sup
pers ? Is it because there are fools in
high planes, and wc must follow the fash,
iou, as we do of au ugly collar, (because
a duchess has a king's evil,) and be fools
if we can —if not, play that we are ?
One pf the wits of Newport was 31 r.
Semple. He was very well born and
bred, and it was considered proper to
laugh at his jokes. He, as it seemed,had
taken out a license to be funny; all oth
er wit was contraband; he might be
laughed at.
"Mrs. Clifton," he drawled one eve
ning, "do you know that to-day I have
made an atrocious pun ? I said that the
names of the houses should be split, and
ours should be called the 'Fill-belle,' nnd
| that the 'Vue-Morc,' from the names Fill-
(smooted is i\)i of Ji*i|o
| more and Bellvue. We are filled with
i belles, and they could view more without
hurting them!"
A silvery laugh echoed through the
! rooms. We all dared to be amused, and
this gigantic achievment of wit passed in
jto one of the legends of Newport intel
' lectuality.
! One of the ladies of Newport had, as I
j had always supposed, a very enviable rep
utation for her wit, learning and clever
ness ; but I found this was a positive dis
advantage to her; for on asking Mr.
| Semple about her, he seemed rather dis
-1 gusted, and answered me :
"Very good house, nice position, rich,
i but too chatty; oh! decidedly too chatty !"
The second week of our stay still found
| Rose the reigning belle of the house.—
: Neither Miss Chase who snug, nor Miss
j Brown who played, nor Miss Robinson
whose mamma manoeuvred, had anything
to compare with Rose in point of success.
And then came the unmasking !
I went down to dress one day for din
ner quite late, and had not time to read a
dirty note which I found, on my table,
and which I supposed was some begging
letter; and seeing it lie there still unread,
as I was going to take my afternoon drive
with Mrs. Borrowe, I put it hastily in
my pocket to read on the way.
The afternoon was beautiful, and as
Mrs. Borrowe looked out on the sea, she
quoted Horace Smith's fine lines :
"To that cathedral, boundless as our won
Whose shining latnp3 the sun and moon
Its choir, the winds and waves; its organ,
Its dome, the sky."
The "choir of winds and waves" was
chanting its majestic anthem. Nature
was graud, calm and beneficent. I could
uot help asking Mrs. Borrowe if she did
not sometimes find society tedious and
"Yes, but it has its attractions. 1
know I am born for something better:
but I love it; I cannot escape from it; I
believe we should all live with each oth
er; and if the mass is stupid, let us do
our individual mite to make it brighter."
'•But do we ? do we not all take a low
er tone when we mingle with society?—
Would you now, dear Mrs. Borrowe, have
dared to quote that splendid simile, which
you have just spoken so appropriately, it'
you had been in the parlor at the hotel ?"
"Xo, because, as Cecil says, (that
worldy-wise Cecil!) "We must, to suc
ceed in society, consent to lose our indi
viduality, and float along with the mass,
distinguished only lor our extreme resem
blance to ail the rest." And we must
all remember that hate, envy, detraction,
are always lying in wait for the success
ful person ; and if I am so unfortunate as
to command any excessive admiration, I
suffer for it. The most successful per
sons 1 know in society, are women who
have neither beauty nor wit, who dress
well, and while they alarm and wound no
one's vanity, are still sought for their po
sition, tact and 'knowledge of the world,'
which means, never showing any other
kind of knowledge."
At this moment I remembered my let
ter, and drew it from my pocket.
It was a badly spelled, badly written
letter; saying that the writer felt bound
to tell me that he had seen Mr. Suther
land kissing my handsome sister, Miss
Rose, in the dusk of the evening before,
as they were walking on the piazza; and
that he (the writer) had some other facts
to communicate, which he would do for
five dollars, if I would write him a note,
and leave it on the table, when I went to
dinner, in my own parlor.
I supposed it was some waiter who
wished to get money from me, and show
ed it to Mrs. Borrowe. She looked it
over attentively.
"This is from no waiter. It is a lady's
hand disguised. It is done to create a
talk. The person who wrote it imagines
that you will be frightened, and will men-i
tion it to the landlord, or some person
about the house: you will complain of
your parlor being entered by some wait- j
er or servant, and the story will leak out;!
and having thus a real foundation for ha/f \
the story, a number of false ones will be
erected on that. It is simply a plot, dic
tated by hate, to injure Rose."
"Impossible! What has Rose done to
anybody ?"
"Nothing,intentionally, but everything
unintentionally. She has been haud
some —admired. Nothing could- be so
great a crime, for such crimes women
have been poisoned; for such a crime this
letter lias been written."
We drove several miles in silence.—
Mrs. Borrowe at length broke it:
"I wish you would do what I suggest
about this letter."
"Well?" a
"Write an answer and leave it on your
table, saying you wish to know more."
"But you assure me that is what the
writer wants?"
"Yes; but I propose to foil the perpe
trator with her own tools. I think I see
a well known-hand in this."
After some conversation on this, point,
j I consented to follow Mrs. Borrowe's de
i vice.
When we reached home it was quite
dusk, aud I w.nttofind Rose. She had
been driving with Mrs. Gibson, whom I
met in the hall, aud who said she had
been home an hour.
Rose was not in my own room or hers;
and Matilde, my maid, said she had come
in very hurridly, taken a shawl and gone
out agaiu.
I waited an hour very uneasily. Then
I went out to see Mrs. Gibson again. She
knew nothing of her; said she walked off,
talking with Sutherland and some young
ladies after the drive.
At this moment one of the young la
dies came in, and said she had returned
with Rose and Sutherland just before I
drove up, and thought Rose must be in
her own room, dressing for the hop.
I went again; there was the dress she
was to wear, but no Rose. 1 was getting
more and more alarmed.
I went to Mrs. Borrowe. She was
frightened too. She asked me if I had
perfect confidence in Rose, that she could
not be deceiving me.
"Perfect, perfect."
"Then, this is a plot to annoy you, like
all the rest."
"Now, he calm, you must dress and go
to the hop to-night; tell everybody that
Rose did not come because she had a
head-ache; be perfecetly cooi about it;
and I will look for Rose. She is safe,
depend upon it ; but, if you wish to save
her and yourself a terrible scandal, do not
show that you arc anxious about her."
There sas something so perfectly con
vincing in Mrs. Borrowe's manner that I
Matilde exclaimed at my pale cheeks
and haggard expression.
"If Madam would but color a leetle.
She has the distinction, the air, the ev
erything, but she has not the complex
ion. Would Madame ho brilliant for the
ball, and permit me to color with dis
cretion ?"
"Do what you like Matilde."
So Matilda produced, from her own
Magazines, bottles and boxes, and pro
ceeded to make nie up: a drawing sensa
tion of the skiu convinced me that a e< 1-
or "charming, natural," like that which
bloomed perpetually on the cheek of Ma
tiide, was blushing on my own. My eye
brows, my hair, were also touched with
various brushes and other instruments.
After receiving the treatment which is
generally bestowed on the "portrait of a
lady," instead of the lady herself, I was
pronoifnced finished, and looked at my
1 hardly knew the enamelled visage
which presented itself. This then was
one sort of "mask," wdiich I had not re
membered. It was easier than I thought,
to hide the anxiety which gnawed at my
heart. I could better appear unconcer
ned behind this face.
"Come, " said Mrs. "Borrowe, knock
ing at my door; "here is Warden Wood
waiting to escort you. Bless me! how
well you look! I am on the track,"
she whispered ;" be composed ! There
is nothing wrong."
Mr. Warden Wood was too well bred to
notice my abstractions, if indeed I show
ed any; and I cannot remember much of
this evening, except that he and others
complimented me much on my appear
ance, and that in the many inquiries for
Rose, I thought Mrs. Pastou and Mrs.
Smithson looked more interested than the
occasion required; and both asked where
was Mr. Sutherland-
Some unexpected,;inspiration enabled
me to say, with an in.dilferent tone: "Oh!
I suppose he does not care to come, if my
sister is not here. " - •
I was so excited and distressed, that
the effort to play so.unnatural a part was
rapidly depriving me of &11 my strength,
when I saw Mrs. Borrowe enter with
I had always detested this man; but
at this moment he looked perfectly beau
tiful to me. He came up with Mrs. Bor
rowe, and after paying mc some compli
ments, asked for my sister, \
! I made some inane answer, and a sub
tle attraction drew my eyes towards Mrs.
Pastou: her face was distorted with rage,
I but became smiling immediately.
As Sutherland passed her, she gave
I him a look from which he quailed, and I
| have since observed, that all the evil
I which the world had previously said of
j Sutherland, was praise, compared with
i what Mrs. Pastou afterwards treated him
i to.
"I hove not found Rose," whispered
Mrs. Borrowe; "but I found Sutherland,
; which was next best ; and I made him
; come here with me, although he didn't
want to; but he came because he wants
me to invite him to my supper part}'
next week, and if matters are as I suspect,
he has been used by some ladies here to
i affix suspicion on Rose; and being seen
here himself is so much in her favor.
How well you look! - What a color!
Why, anxiety becomes you ! "
" O dear, woman! I am all painted up;
and I am dying with anxiety about Rose.
Do let me go; I shall drop down if you do
not. "
So Mrs. Borrowe, serene and smiling,
piloted me to the door. We left Suth
erland dancing madly; and with head
almost bursting with pain, 1 reached my
own room.
There, on the table, was a note writ
ten in pencil, to this effect:
"Dear Laurie: Jennie Millwood is
quite ill, and wants nie to come over and
spend the night with her. I don't care
for the hop. Yours, aflectionately,
" ROSE."
I had suffered enough during those
few hours to give me the right to laint
away, which i did immediately, and on
coming to sent for Mrs. Borrowe, who
shared in my relief, as she had in my
" Now, be quiet, dear Mrs. Clifton,
and to-morrow we will get at the bottom
of this mystery. This note Rose evi
dently left where you could see it, and it
was taken away by the same hand which
was employed to bring you the auony-
inous communication. To-morrow you
will write an answer to that, and leave it
on your table when you go to dinner: de
pend upon it, there is a plot to be unrav
i waited impatiently for the morning
to dawn; and as soon as the house was
opened, I put on my bonnet and went
over to the other hotel, where I soon found
Jeannie Millwood's sick-room. There, on
a sofa, lay sister Rose, quietly sleeping.
The invalid was awake, and told me that
as Rose had read to her nearly all night,
she had asked her to lie down and get a
little sleep.
I went across the room, and kissed the
cheek Hushed with unaccustomed vigils.
I determined, as I looked on the iunoeeut
face, and thought of all her sweet and
lovely qualities, that my Rose should
henceforth open in some purer and better
atmosphere than that ol" a watering-place.
Jfc 5|C * # #
I followed Mrs. Borrrowe's advice, and
wrote a few words, and leaving the uote
on my table, went to dinner as usual. The
scene which followed may best be describ
ed in theatrical parlance.
The company being well seated at din
ner, a woman stealthily creeps across the;
deserted passage-way, and enters my par
lor, looks cautiously around, and is on
the point of seizing the note, when the;
door to the left, leading to a bedroom,
opens, and exit Mrs. Borrowe, Mrs. Gra
ham, Lewis, and one or two more, whoj
surround the frightened woman, who'
c 1
proves to be 31rs. Paston's maid, who on
the occasion of this unexpected detection *
falls on her kuees, implores pardon, says
that her mistress has sent her, etc., etc.,
The noise, and confusion of this scene
reached the. dining-room, and several la
i dies left the table. 3lrs. Paston and Mrs.
Smithson remained with perfect sangfroid
in their seats.
The only sufferer was the poor waiting
maid, who was discharged, as being too
fond of falsehood and intrigue; and if
' Sutherland had not turned state's evidence
and confessed that these two lovely queens
of fashion had requested him to- stay ouy
;of sight on the night of the hop, promis
ing him in return that he should see
Rose iu the parlor of one of them we
| should never have known how much was
mistress and how much was maid,
i 31r. Gibson and I had a final meeting
!on the subject of Newport in my parley
'just before we came away.
31rs. Patson wa3 announced. I sent
back her card.
" Why do you, my dear friend? Why,.
; you will make an enemy for life of the
woman," screamed the frightened Gib
"Is that left to be done? Is she not
as much iny enemy now a2 she ever could
jbe?" :
" But not openly ! Do remember her
position, and iguore the fact 3. Charge
it all to servants, servants, who are alwajsi
bad: it is better to believe that the wait
ing-maid lied than to lo3e 3lrs. Paston."
"But I know
"I know you do; but here is a perfect
opportunity to pretend that you don't
"But why pretend ?"
"Because that is society. If we did.
not -pretend , we could not support the
present structure of society. The truth
is a very harsh and awkward thing, and
should not be spoken at all times. That
is a charming idea, doubtless, in poetry
romance, but it don't do at Newport." .
The Masquerade of Hate! The ro
mance of society was gone. It was too
truly a masquerade —brilliant, charming
to the senses, but horribly false, fatally
untrue. The guests could not be un
masked. Should the veil be pulled aside,
more horrible would be the revelation
than that of the "Dance of Death !"
Yet was not all barren. I had found
.Mrs. Borrowe in it and not of it; her
friendship was worth the whole; and
Rose —Rose found Mr. Tracy; and per
haps the lonelihess of my house now (for
mv Rose has been transplanted) may
have affected my spirits so powerfully
that i have given a harsher coloring to
the picture than T should have done were
she still here to cheer me, and to show
me, by the perfect happiness of her mar
riage, that some good thing can come out
of society.
Hut I wait impatiently for some "sar
donic wit"' to attempt the "Masquerade
of Ilate/' and recommended it to the at
tention oi' Warden Wood, who may fa
vor the world with it.
ed that th.' largest cable in the world is that
now about to be used in the operation of rais
ing the Ru-si.n ship-! sunk at Sobastopol. It
is two hundred yards long; each li n:< weighs
three hundred pounds, and each link has been
separately tested by a strain of five hundred
tons. It was manufactured ot the Reading
Forge, in our owu State. The value of the
material to be furnished by the Russian gov
ernment. to be used in the raising of this fleet
will be a million and a half of dollars, and the
time occupied in performing the contract will,
it is thought, be about two years.
son (Teun.) Whig of the 19th ult. chron
icles the death in Henderson County, in
that State, of 31 r. 3liles Darden. The.
Whig says the deceased was, beyond all
question the largest man in the world. —
His hight was seven feet six inches —two
inches higher than Porter, the celebrated
Kentucky giant. His weight was a frac
tion over one thousand pounds! He
measured round the waist six feet nine
i OUR DRINKS. —There are in the United States
1517 distilleries, in which 5240 persons aro
i employed ; a capital of 58,507,074 is invested.
; They consume yearly 11.2C7.701 bushels of
I corn, 3,787,070 bushels of barley, 2.143,027
i bushels of rye, and 57,440 hogsheads of molas-
I ses. They manufacture 42,461,926 gallons of
| ale, 41,304 gallons of whiskey and high wines,
'and 6,500,000 gallons of rum—being about
i four gallons of liquor to every man, woman
J and child in the country.