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poiltrss Caas,
JOHN S. MANN,
ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW,
Coudersport, Pa., will attend the several
Courts in Potter and .IPKean Counties. All
businens entrusted in his care will_ receive
prompt attention. Office corner of West
and Third streets. - 10:1
F. W. KNOX,
.ITORNEY AT LAW, Coudersport, Pa., trill
regularly attend the Courts in Potter and
the adjoining COunties. 10:1
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ARTHUR G. OI3ISTED,
TTOP.NEY St COUNSELLOR AT LAW,
Coudersport, Pa., will attend to all business
entrusted to his care. with promptneii and
6dt'ity: Office,on Soth-west corner of Main
end Fourth streets. 12:1
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TTORNEY AT .I..AW, Cciudersport, Pa., 11;111
attend to all business entrusted to him, with
care and promptness. Office on Second st.,
near the Allegheny Bridge. 12:1
CFIARth'S REISS3I ANN,
MAKER, having erected a new and
convenient Shop, on the South-east corner
of Third , and West streets, will be happy to
receive and fill all orders in his calling.
Repairing and re-fitting carefully and neatly
done on short notice.
, miorsport; Nov. 8, 1859.-1 l-ly.
0. T. ELLISON,
ACTICINex PHYSICIAN, Coudersport, Pa.,
respectfully informs the citizens of the vil
lage and vicinity that he will promply re
t!,ond to all calls for professional services.
Oce on Main st., in building formerly oc
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SMITH & JONES,
iALERS IN DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAINTS,
Oils, Fancy Articles, Stationery, Dry Goods,
Groceries, &c., Main st:, Coudersport, Pa.
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L OLMSTED, B. S. COLWELL, A. C. TAGOMIr.
D. E. OLMSTED & CO.,
EXLERS IN DRY GOODS, READY-MADE
clothing, Crockery, Groceries, &c.,.Main
Coudersport, Pa. 10:1
N. IV. MANN,
ALBR IN BOOKS & STATIONERY', MAG
AZINES and Music, N. W. corner of Main
and Third sts., Coudersport, Pa. 10:1
OLILSTED
OLMSTED & KELLY,
!ILER LN STOVES, TIN A - SHEET IRON
WARE, Main st., nearly opposite the Court
'apse, Coudersport, Pa. Tin and Shoe,t
, 11a Ware made to order, in good style, on
!bort notice. 10:1
COUDERSPORT HOTEL, •
F. GLASS3URE, Proprietor, Corner of
aYin and Second Streets, Coudersport, Pot
..treo., Pa. 9:44
ALLEGANY HOUSE,
FEEL M. MILLS, Proprietor, Colesburg
itier Co., Pa.; seven miles north of Con
""11. cal*he w.llßville Road. 0:4.4
LYMAN HOUSE,
t• LYMAN, Proprietor, Ulysses, Potter Co.,
h. This House is situated on the East
tomer of Main street, opposite A. Corey &
kris store, and is well adapted to meet the
tints of patrons and friends. 12:11-1y.
I %iit A. STARK:WEATHER,
ICKSIIITH, would inform his former cus
rners and the public generally.that he has
t inalilished a shop in the building form-
MY occupied by Benj. Rennels in Conders
ri, where he will bepleased to do tell ` ,nit Blacksniithing on the most reason
!,le terms. Lumber, Shingles, and all
114 of Produce taken in exchange tot
r o t
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Z. J. THOMPSON, •
& WAGON 'MAKER add RE
-IRBII, Coudersport, Potter Co., Pa., takes
Method of informing gthe pub-
ed
° general that he is prepar
, all work in his line with promptness,
2 to rkman-like manner, and :upon the
°,lmi ac commodating terms. Payment for
on account
s,," 3lr ing invariably required on delivery of
`l'.? l/ ' All kinds 9f PRODUCE
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[N. P. Willis says of the pciem annexed, "It
is uddresSed to an idolised child, by its pet
name, and though beautiful throughout, It has
some two or three passages of very rare orig
inality. The writer of it (as I learn from a
letter of ttlady who encloses it to me) was a
factory girl, who by the labor of her own hands
secured .the money forher education. She is
now twenty-four ;ears of age, and supports
herself by various *uses of her pen. She (Jo.
ale H.) is yet to be famous, I am very sure."]
Winsome baby Bunn!
Brighter than the stars that rise
Itt. the dusky evening skies,
Brown* than the robin's wing, •
Clearer than the woodland spring,
Are the eyes of baby Bunn! •
Winsome baby Bunn
Smile mother, smile!
Thinking softly all the while
Of a tender, blissful day,
When the darkeyes, so like these
Of the cherub on.your knees,
Stole your girlish heart away.
Oh! the eyes of baby Bunn !
Rarest mischief will they. do, •
When once old enough to steal
What their father stole from .yon!
Smile mother, smile!
Winsome baby Bunn I
Milk-white lilies ball* unrolled,
Set in calyces of gold, .
Cannot make his forehead fair,
With its rings of yellow hair!
Scarlet berry cleft in twain,
By a wedge of pearly grain,. •
Is the mouth of baby Bunn !
Winsome baby Bunn!
Weep, mother, weep,
For the little one asleep;
With his head against your breast I
Never in the coming years,
Though be seek fur it with tears,
Will he find so sweet a rest.
Oh; the brow of baby Bunn!.
Oh. the scarlet mouth of Bunn !
Onrmust wear its crown of thorns,
firink its cup of gall must one I
Though the trembling, lips shall shrink,
White with anguish as they drink,
And the temple sweat with pain—
Drops of blood like purple rain—
Weep, mother, weep!
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Winsome baby Bunn ! •
Not the sea-shell's palest tinge,
Not the daisy's rose-white fringe, .
Not the softest, thintest glow
Of the sunset on the snow,
Is more beautiful and sweet.
Than the wee pink hands and feet
Of the little baby Burn—
Winsome baby Bunn!
Feet like these may lose the way,
Wandering blindly froth the right ;
Pray. and sometimes will your prayers
Be to him like golden stairs
Built through darkness into light.
Ob. the dimpled feet of Bunn,
In their silken stockings dressed I
Oh, the dainty hands of Bunn,
Ilid like rose-leaves in your breast
These shall grasp at jawels rare,
But to find them empty air ;
Those shall falter many a day,
Bruised and bleeding by the way.
Ere they reach the land of rest I
Pray, mother, pray!
MISCELLANY.
Tice Old Jew Iltrokcios Secret.
He locked like an old cluthesman, but
he was only a broker—a broker with a
bad andwhat that must hare
been, when it was bad for a broker, we
leave to imagination to define. He was
reputed the hardest man cf his trade;
and, as men of that trade are popularly
supposed to be mere electoral machines,
worked by flints, not hearts, a supreniacy
of fliutness must have left him a fearful
conglomeration. He was a wither( d old
man now, almost double with age and
rheumatism, with a hooked nose, and
tight brown eyes, red around the lids, and
a strange mixture of surliness and sus
picion in his face. He looked a cross
between a msstiff and a weasel, which he
was in character as well as countenance.
No one had a good word to say to him
The publican at the corner was sure there
was somet'zing queer iu a man who did
net take an honest glass like the rest, and
the baker looked down on him because
he ate " seconds " on principle. If a
distress was to' be pm, on miles round the
neighborhood, they prayed that it might
not be old Joe Mappin, of Holborn
Buildings. One woman said she'd as
leave have the Emperor of Russia as him;
her daughter said she'd liefer. The very
'Children werolafraid of him,and screamed
if he camp near them, unless they were
impudent and mockedlim. But to the
little ones be was the District Bogle ;
and ".old Joe Mapplu " stood in Holborn
Buildings, scaring the riotous small fry
of the gutters,
for the "black man " of
more civilized nurseries.
MEMO
E. D. KELLY
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Everybody said the man had a secret.
Soine that he was a coiner, - and others
that be had committed murder, and went
to look at the body or grave. Others
again said ho had a mad wife locked up
in the garret, on straw ; -but none knew
exactly what.they thought, excepting the
broad faot that there was a secret some
how; and of course, if belonging to.him,
tylisgraceful one;', he could have noth
ing, but villainy to conceal," said the in
spector to Policemen. X, 82.
Why the report arose Of his having .a
secret in his life was, because evening af
ter evening, be was seen stealing in tho
dusk from his carrot along Holborn tow.
bebol43 to the bihtipies of Die eilloci•ge9, AO the isseihinotioh of 3)johlity, lEliehothke qqa VolDs
POETRY.
BABY BUNN
A BEAUTIFUL STORY
OOUDERSPORT,'POTTER COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 22, IE6O.
ards the West End. No one knew where
,be went to, though more than one loun
ger bad set out to follow but some=
hew the old man always contrived to es
cape, doubling through the streets in such
I a quick' and unexpected manner, that
however it was done, he invariably got
away. All sorts of plans had been made
to track him, but they all failed; and the
broker's secret was-a secret still. Little
Teddy. his hlndlord's boy, came the near
est to the 'discovery, but ho lost him at
last somewhere up in the New Road,
near Regent's rark, though that was a
good measure to. have taken, too. More
-1 over, he saw that Joe was decently dress.
ed beneath his shabby old cloak=a thing
no one else would wear; and from that
time the report had got about that it was
a love affair, with some "mysterious
celeb
rity, and that Joe was buying a wife with
his gold; for "he had a Culifornv-worth,"
said the landlord's little boy Teddy.
One evening Joe set out, as usual,
with his shabby old cloak and battered
old hat, but well 'enough beneath. He
walked cautiously at first, hobbling, as
was natural to him' not, with his rheu
matics so bad, but After be had passed
through his particular quarter, turning
round constantly, as if to cough, but. in
reality to sec if any one were following,
he walked briskly on, cutting through all
sorts of queer alleys and bye-places,
winding and doubling like a fox ; the best
topographer in London could not have
followed him. At last he came to a very
pretty house in Regent's Park—a house
evidently inhabited by a gentlewoman of
fortune, as well •as of taste; for all' the
appointinetts were in such perfect keep
ing, and there was such a wealth of cost
ly simplicity about it as could'only belong
to both of these conditions. The broker
looked up at tie window as he came be
neath it, and a little girl of fourteen or
fifteen—but slight, of her age—leaning
out from among the geraniums, cried, in
answer to his look, why ,foe, how late
you are to.uight !
That s'vect voice ! The old man used
to say himself,' that be would not ex
change his " Joe !" for a good fippun'
note ! He nodded to her affectionately,
and carefully scraping his shoes, went in
with the air of a man who knows that he
will be welcome. He took off his hat
and cloak and put them away in a dark
corner, and then clean and respectable
looking, he went up stairs to the drawit.g
room.
A. lady, still beautiful and still young
—young at least for the mother of a child
at fifteen—was sitting there embroider
ing. Surrounded with every luxury—
nestled in that lonely home, like a bird
in a golden cage—how strange the chande
which had thrown together anything so
graeeful as that lady and old Jew broker.
Yet they were well acquainted; that they
were oven friends; for she rose when he
entered, and advanCed towards him kind
ly and shook hands with him, and petted
him only as a woman can pet, without
any • visible overtact. But all that Joe
seemed to wish for was to sit, a little, and
watch her as she bent over her embroid
ery, and to hear again that she was con
tented and happy.
" Are you clrtain, sure that you want
for nothing?" - inquired Joe; "nor Miss
Margaret neither ?"
" Nothing,' Joe, nothing," and- the
sweet lady locked up affectionately, as if
she had spoken to a father.
g".rhat's enough that is all I want,"
muttered Joe, and then he went back into
the depths of his quiet meditation, watch
ing the lady's face, -and ever now and
then glancing round the room , as if to
see that all was right, and to find out
where, he could alter and improve. 'Af,
ter this had goae on for a short time, Joe
Manriin asked for Margaret In an un
couth way, strangely softened, ,like a
mastiff partly mesmerized. The
. lady
rang the and Margaret came. -It
seemed to be the usual way in which she
was summoned 'wilco the 'broker was
there, for she came at once, without giv
ing the servant time to call her.. She al
so showed the most Unaffected gratitude
and love for the old Man, running up to
him and taking his hand, calling him
" Dear Joe" as if she meant it.
"And is there nothing that the little
lady wants ? ' said Joe, patting her head
and smoothing down her curls. " Elas
she gowns and bonnets enough, lady ? for
you know she has but to ask and have."
" Why, Joe, I don't wear out such a
frock in a week !" said Margaret laugh•
ing; " and it was only last Tuesday you
gave that beauty, though I hadn't yet
half worn. my blue silk."
Joo Mappin drew her between - his
knees, and held her face in hie hands.
" Silver and gold isn't good enough
,for
you both !"- he said with almost a passion
of fervor in his voice, "so never stint
yourself for fear of me."
But they both said again that they had
all they could
,require, " even if they
were princesses in a fairy tower," 'Mar
garet added; and when this assurance
had been .repeated to almost a weari
some number of times, Joe Mappin was
contented, and so relapsed into silnice
again. And there 'be sat till the - last
rays of, the sun had gone, and candles had
been brought—they; were of the finest
Wax, you - may be sure-=a peculiar ex
pression of tenderness on his mastiff face,
as be was reading a sweet , chapter loving
ly, listening to a noble song adtniringly.
And then - when he bad come, and bob
bled rheu.thatically when he came near
hi'ir quarters..
This, then, was the broker's secret, and
this was its history. -
About fifteen years ago Joe .Mappin,
almost an old man even then. was called
to seize the goods Of- a certain Captain
Thornton living at the West Eud. The
captain was one of those [gay, reckless,
loveable men, who, by dint, of sheer ani
mal magnetism, live for years on credit,
and are only brought to account *when it
becomes a matter of life and death to some
of the' poorer creditors—those creditors
are sorry Air their debtor as if it were
themselves going to the Queen's Bench,
and accusing themselves bitterly—the
tender hearted at least—for the trouble
they are bringing on -him. Jee Mappin
the hardest of his profession, the iron
hearted, grasping broker, who was believ
ed not to have a single human feeling,
even ho was touched ley the gallant frank
ness, and gracious manner of his victim,
and as for his wife, that noble, patient,
glorious woman, with her little one in her
arms—something rose up in his heart for
her which he' had ; never felt in his
life before.. It was tin infinite yearning
worship, such as he :had read of in the
novels of the libraries he had seized, but
which he always thought trash, and the
mere mouthings of other fools. Ile felt
now, for the first time, that there was
such a thing in the htiman heart as lave
—the love Of beauty, Ithe love of virtue,
love for pity's'salre.
Captain Thornton Was carried off to
Queen's Bench, and after a short impris
onment, died suddenly of apoplexy. He
had lived too freely and taken too little
exercise; and being one of those fair hair-.
ed men of sanguine tediperament, who re
quire abstinence and Work, who love idle
ness and luxury, he 'met the fate any
medical man would have predicted. His
wife and child were thus lefralone in the
world and penniless. N The broker had
never lost sight of them. Gifts from an
unknown hand, money,',clothine., and even
food, had kept Mrs. Thornton from want
-and all the more welcome, as by her
marriage she had displeased her relatives,
who were perhaps not sorry now of this
excuse to avoid maintaining her. When.
the Captain died, then he Mappin came
forward openly. He told her he had lived ,
an Ishmaelite life, without pity, and with-
out love; he told her hol she had roused
feeling in him—feelings of leverence for
humanity, such as he - had . never - known
before; and the old man bowed himself
before her as to a superior being and be
sought of her the privilege of maintaining
her and her child. HO wanted nothing
he said, but to know.th'at they were hap
py, and sometimes to hear them say no.
He had not a relation: in the world to
whom he could leave his money—not one
that they . would wrong by taking it; he
had hoarded because it was his nature to
board; but he never knew for what end
he saved. Now he shOUld have saved for
Heaven, if she would accept her life on
these easy terms. i hey were not hard !
and if she objected to his going to see
her, he would not. Indeed, indeed, it
was her happiness, and that sweet baby's
—not his own—he cared for, in the offers!
What could she do, that gentle Woman
without friends or fortune, or the means
of earning her own subsistence! 'What
could she do, but loirk at her child, bold
out both her hands to that strange old
man, and burst into tears of gratitude and
sorrow, mixed up together, as she faltered
out " Yes," and took her fate - from his
hands. She understoied,the.trath of his
feelings, and ivas heiself too noble to as-
I sume a false dignity which would have
been less dignified than the acceptance of
his generosity: She thanked him . by her
tears, and she kissed hiscwithered hand;
and that touch bound old Joe Mappin
her slave for life; the first, last' and only
titan that a Woman's lips' had ever touch- I
ed him; and , in this manner their lives
had passed for the last fifteen years.
He took a beautiful little house for the
widow and her child, and furnished it
with every luxury and beauty possible_
All that came in his way , i—dress, jewelry,
furniture, ornaments—whatever it was
Wet was rare and expensive be bought
them. He lavished his :inoney like wa
terand thought nothing dear which would
call forth a smile from he woman or a
joyous expression from the child. Their
pleasure repaid him everything; •it was
his heaven ; his life.
But the time was coming fast; now,
when poor..old Joe Mappin, the broker,
must fee the boundary lines between
time and eternity, and learn the great n
ewt. When the winter had killed Mar
garet's flowers, had stripped : her gerani
urns of their leaves, and bad•frozen the
.songs of the birds, the old.mar , and death
(Stood face to face. His theilmatfini end
asthma had been very bad fotmlong while;
and living in )14 niggard and neglected
way bad not,given him Abe best chance
of recovery. He knew he was.dying, but
he could not die ih peace, without looking
once more on
; those two faces he loved so
much—the only two he; ever . loved
through the whole 'of his long life: They
could not 'collie to him, fOr they did not
know, his address, or even his surname.
He was only "Soe" in the beautiful
house in Regent's Park, : and the-seivints
thought be walf_"..Misses' queer old Ueda
But if they mould, dot. Crime - to litua'be"l
would, go to them—and, mast—whatever
risk. He 'could not,die . liappilp—lO be
lieved he 'contd . nut -page away at 'all—
withont seeing theta once more.
Though 'the seal of death was rigidly
set on his face, the old man resolved to
make this long and perilous journey. He
knew he should hasten the supreme mo
ment, but it would be better even if he
did, be said, sadly. • He ,had done all he
could do now.• ' be had established- the
dear ones, and his death would not de
prive them now of a farthing, or a single
comfort. He had saved enough; lat him
die! lie sent for a neighbor to dress him
for - the last time, in his decentmlothes;
and when this was dotiebetween faint
kg and long. tits of pain--ho told her to
co fur a cab, and bargain with the man
for his fare ap ti, Regent's Park. Because
he was old and weak, he wouldn't be done
even by the biggest ruffian among them,
he growled out. When the woman left
the room, old Joe dragged himself as best
he could to a small iron safe lie bad let
into the wall with his own hand. No
one know it . was there—not even the land
lord, nor the prying eyes of little Teddy.
He unlocked it, and took out a roll of
banknotes, railway scrip, and *mortgage
Goods, and tied them all in a' cotton hand
kerchief, together with a parchment tied
with red tape, sealed with a big seal, and
endorsed "Joe Mappin's will," in his own
handwriting. .-.1 - 1e hid the bundle under
his greasy old cloak ; and then the wo
man came back, and found ihim panting
and pale, and she screamed out tbat.he
was dying. But be swore at her between
each gasp, and told her to hold her noise
and to help him down' stairsJ r ---And then
half stumbling and half carried; the old
man got down the stairs at I last, and so
was put in the cab.
lie gave the man his directions in an
undertone., jealously guardirig the name
front the crowd standing;
curiously about ;
and then drove out of Holborn forever.
As he left his old neighborhOod, with all
its associations of the pitilessness and sor-
I row of which he had been the instrument
and the heartless cause, a change seemed
to come over him. The mastiff face grad
' nally grew more softened and humanized.
He.was passing from the world-of men and
mammon, into that of love and death, and
the evil influences or this 'material life
faded before the purifleationMf this great
baptism:
The journey—it was a !Ong One' for - a
dying turritired him sadly. He did
not care though for the pain it caused
him ; his only fear was that he. shoulii
die ere he reached his homC—the hone
of his spirit, of his better and purer. life,
but he survived it--in a sad state of suf
fering and prostration; and only j4st sur
viVedit ; for when carried by the cabman
in his arms as if he bad been a child, 'he
was brought to the presence'of those lav
ed ones, all. that his failing life left hiiu
power to do, was to place the package in
the window and murmur faintly, -" is is
all_yolrs," and to die with her tears fall
ing softly on his face. .
Don't Fret.
"Was there 'ever such a piece -of work
'as this, Aunt Carrie," said Lina in great
disgust. "I have sewed this sleeve id;
wrong side out and I took isuch pains
With it too—lt is too bad," she cocain
ned, throwing-the work from imr.
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"I am rcal:y sorry, Lina, but I would
not waste any time in fretting. You
could have ripped out a good '.
soon
stitch=
es by this time. Just as .Soon as You
See clearly hoW and where you have wade
an error, set right to work and mend it;
There is my little knife, dear; it will take
but a few minutes to undo your work,
then you can start fair again."
In a very little time the seam was tak
en out, and Line looked up more pleas.
aptly. • '
"There Auntie I am just where I set
.
out once More.. If it had net been for
you," she said laughing, "I Should not
have begun to take it out this' half boor
Yet. It seemed an endless taSk.
"Ling, did yon over hear yeur mother
speak of; Miss Phitena, the liemnstress
iu this village in it,PpriinitWo : days ?"
- "Yes, indeed, and I have laughed over
her queer sayings more than once. Fa
ther often quotes her." -
"I
-have often quoted her to, ~myself, or
atileast a little incident in her experience,
especially when I wai.temptett to get out
of patience with my work.. ,She was - a
poor, industrious body,- rather odd: in. her
FOUR CENTS.
.TERI 5.41.25 PER ANNUM.
•
ways, but a faiorite everyelleie. -..: Omit
week she was making a coat' for Beriali
.Ap)debee, add it - was onooT the' fecii
great oecasiods of her iife. 3Ho felt td
the fdll the . oOldniu responsibility resting
up4a.ber. -Cloth was cloth in those days;
and . had to come 'all the way from Colt
ueettcut.' Comment" dresied id
homespun, and it was not quite so tieri;
ortsla business to make that up. Bus
thii beautial bottle.greed cloth Was .od
hands and she Was all Of a t tioniod
With excitement.. Every day lEitth,tatne
into see how she was gettidg on; and
. 1110 added, to the" poor tittle woman's
die
gniet. At length - the last of 'the' ertorm:
ousibutton holes was neatly finithedotid
she i slipped in•the big buttons allouttthe
size 4 of sauce rilatea, to Sue the effect.--=
No :one dad .desdribe her feelitigs whed
Shojaan , for the first time that she had
wade theta on the liroug aide: What
was! to ba done ? The cloth vies ruined,
andl she could never lido to ortte money
enough to vay font. Blit lieriateri good
old :mother Cheered her up. 'You just
come right into my little bedroom,' she
said, 'and pick edt the" stitches very
carefully; then part can darn thorn ixp se
nicely nobody *ill ever know it when
the buttons are sewed on! Philena did
as she bade her, and no ode ,viati ever thd
wiser for her mistake, until acime yearn
aft eivard when the coat was turned and
made over i thed the old bated holes
came just right. That was much more
of *task than taking your sleeve out;
wasn't it. Lida?"
'Wes indeed, Auntie; and I Will try
to r*member it when T. -ret so out of .pa
tieulce with such n tritic•again."—Amei.
icon Agrictilttirist.
;Your Local Newspapero.
Eowler's "Life Illustrated," published
in New York, is one of the hest illustrat
ed family newspapers. In its last issue
we find among other good 'things, Ord
folloWinr. sensible remarks
1
Reader '
did you ever reflect oti - the
subj i ect of supporting liberally the inns));
and first of your own local - newspaper . 4
If nut, permit us to 'suggest to you youi
privilege and duty in this respect.
Each city, toxin and village, lea nowt:
try like the - United States; hould be rep.
resulted by alive local newspaper, .and
it wo l aid be well not only for the people'
and !the place so represented to have a
papef which would reflect credit op both;
but a paper which would bean honor
and a credit to the State and the - nation.
Strnitgers from abroad judo us from our
) •
newspaper press, and berme the impor
tance of making that instrriment as per.:
feet 4nd potent as possible.
It ;is the duty of•every citizen of each
place; to contribute something toward
proving any strengthening the local press.
He nay do it•by subscribing and paying'
for his paper, by advertisiog in it, by,
recommending it to others; Or fir all of
' these , / ways. Ws'
ere the country press a
liberally patronized and as ciellsupport;
ed as!it should be, the country would not;
be asj flooded with worthless trash, in
the shape of "love and murder stories,"
as it now is,
which poison and vitiate the
of the young. There is . usually
more inoraf integrity and circtinaspectichr
manifested by editors of the country
press 'than those irr the bra c' d cities, mid
a more health' tone of mind and morals
I will generally be found to' pervade thew.
They a re more free from the reptirts
degrading vices and crime; , and are trey:
er opened with that feeling of suspicion:
`whiehl attaches to the' Onion:au "Rash"
llteratirre of the day.
They country press may lie impfo r ved.'
Each i:ndividnal residing within the Hu:
its of its sphere and circulation'
-may aid:
in its i p provement... IN may be On the'
"look out" for interesting information,'
and whet] this is obtained , cemmlinidate - •
.
lit to the editor., He may bring his orra'
business before the public by an apnro
priate advertisement, or; if he' has beef;
!pork or grain tosell, he may annoimcc'
!it through his local press. He way give
(historical sketches of, the past, and show'
the progress and changes pipg on at
present; He naay help to' make his
cal paptir a source of instruction to straum'
ers, an of entertainment to his
bees. fhebe a manufacturer, let him
invite capital and influence by setting;
forth such oatural advantages as tint
place may possess, and indicate the route*
by which it may be reached, aecessi: •
bility. tc) the markets, etc: There is no tr
estimating the advantages to inky town'
or village of alive local imam* and we'
doubt ifitherb is to bo found at the pres
ent ticaci an editor Who. g ets fully paid foe
services:he posforma,..aol vie' put the re- ,
sponsibiqty where it •beloligs"---osmely;
on' the ppople, whose : business - Slid duty - ,
it is, 'first of all, to support Infthisomply,
their owilOocSl.paper. • _
- A donifEsraNDENT has invenetl - S r rop:.:
chino foil extracting the lies',fron quaeit:
advertraohents. Some of tbiein Aye' 4teitt
er seen . after entering tho atachinc, - aeo4V,-,
the truth bornes out..