The Potter journal. (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, April 12, 1865, Image 1

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VOLUME XVIL-NUMBER L
THE
POTT ER JOURNAL
PURL FIND,AY
4. W. 1101.1arney, Proprietor.
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*** Devoted to the cause of Republicanism,
the interests of Agriculture, the advancement
of Education, and the bestl good of Potter
•ounty. Owning no guidh except that of
Principle. it will endeaver to aid in the work
of more fully Pree - romizing our Country.
, .
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transient advertisements•• must be
.laid in advance; and no notice will. be. taken
of al.lrertiseinents from a distance, Unless they
are accompanied by au. money or sitisactory
reference.* . 1
**Blanks , and lob Work Of all kinds; at
tended to promptly and faithfully.
,1 per year,
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BUSINESS cAltOS.'
Free 'and Accepted Ancient York Masons..
Ell LA lAA I,OOGE, No. W., I? A. 51:
STATED Meetings on the 2nd and 4tlWednes,
days of each tnonth. Also Masonic gather
ings on every Wednesday , Evening. for work
and practice, at their HA in Coudersport..
D. C r LARRIBEE, W. M.
M. W MCALARNEY, Seey.
JOHN. SI MANN,-
TORS . EY
,AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW,
Douderspoill., Pa., %%11l attend the several
..lourts in PotZer and W...j.tilean Counties. All
susiness entrusted in his ; care 1011 receive
' prompt attention. Office corner of West
I anti Third streets:.
ARTIIIIK G. OLMSTED,.
ATTORNEY •Sr 1001.7NSEL , LOR AT LAW
•
•oudersport, Pn., %vitt attend to all husines
itrusted.lU his care. with prc niptaes an!
3. ity. 'Mice on Soth-west corner of Mali
Ind Fourth streets.
ISAAC 'BENSON
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Coudersport, Pa., will
attend to all business entrusted to him, with
- care and promptness. Office on Second at.,
near the Allegheny Bridge.
F. W. ;KNOX, • -
ATTORNEY AT LAW, Coudersport. Pa., will
regularly attend the Courts in Potter and
the adjoining Counties.
o.‘ T. ELLISON,
PRACTICING PIEYSICIA.INI, Coudersport, Pa.,
respectfully informs the citizens of She vil
lage and vicinity that he will prom ply Ye
ripollll to all ails for professional services.
(Mice on Main st., in building: fortnet L ly oc-
cupied by C." Ar. : Ellis, Esq.
. • C. 5.. - , E. /..TONES, •
sEALERS IN DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAINTS.
Fancy Articles, Sta.ticitery, Dry Good:.
Gro eeries, kc . ., gain st., Coudersport, Pa.
D. E. 'OLMSTED,
.V.:ALER IN DRY GOODS,` READY—MADE
Clothifig,.CrockerY , Gr9eeries, &c.. Main st..
Coudersport, Pa.
COLLINS . SMITH,
DEALER in Dry Goods,Grdeeries, Provisions.
'hardware. Queensware, Cutlery; and all
Goods,usually found hi a country .s . tore.
Coudersport, Nov. 27, 1861.
---- COUDERSPORT HOTEL,
F. GLASSMIRE, Proprietor, Corner o-
Main and Second Streets, boudersport, Pet
ter. Co., Pa.
A.Livery Stable is also kept in connect
Ilion with this Hotel.
H. J. OLMSTED,
DEALER IN STOVES, TIN & SHEET IRON
WARE, ltitin st., nearly opposite the Conrt
House, Coudersport, Pa. Tin and Sheet
Iron Ware made to order, in good style, on
short notice.
[~
MILLER Si, McALARNEY,
ATTORNEYS-AT-LAW.
HARRISBURG, PA.,
AGPITS -for the Collection of Clait s
against the United States and State Go -
ernments, such as Pension, Bounty, Arreai
of Pay &c. Addresr Box 95, Harrisburg, Pa.
PensiOn Bounty and War Claim
Agency.
TIVENSTONS nrocui,ed for soldiers of the
present war who are disabled by reason of
wounds received or disease contractracted
while in the servi'e of the United States ;and,
pensions, bounty, and arrears of e ny obtained
for widows or heirs of those who hare died
tor been killed while in service. All lette. of
inquiry promtly answered, and on receipt 53 ,
loan of a statement of the ease of claimani I
will forward the necessary papers for their
,
signature. Fees in Pension cases as fixed by
law.
Itiramotoss.—Hon. Isaac BENSON,
Hon. A.
41. 0 ianstary; J. S. M.Auti, Esq.. F. W. Knox,
Esq. DAN BAKER,
Cream Agent Couderport Pa.
June 8; '64.-Iy.
HOWARD ASSOCIATION,
PHILADELPHIA, Pi.
11111 SEA SECS of the Nervous, Seminal, Urina
l) ry and sexual ay stsms—new and reliable
treatment—in reports . of the HOWARD AS.
SOCIATIONent by mail in sealed let sr
envelopes, free of charge. Address; Dr. T.
NRILLIN'HODGHTON, Howard Associatim ,
Ne. !South Ninth Street, Philadelphia; .Pe.
Strike hat
More eto4
Then rise
Nor eras%
Strike in
The foreil
But 1261(11
Content •
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the right '.I It i °ugh kindred fight,
in arms, in Lire's spite' 1 '
le foe is like other; , I
- or, act the e 'a part, 1 1 .
y spare thela:ent heart i
ona naturel ye for brother li
,
ItStrike hi whose hat would lift the brand
Against tie life of lays r liind, 1
Thnughi boriti o orrtMon mother!.
But yours' the 'yantag stay the hlciw I,
Enough t knoW that lies low; I
• 'An that he is rdther.
, .
,
ntrlke witha will I tho -
Keep striking I 'tis nis
Betrays the'hurt I
Great nature pleads as t
"His fiesh t ig yours I forg
ii'Ti God that !made
Strike r,
Arrayed i
Pq
Once vfct
And nob(
Strike then, but hear I wit
The truant, lort o arms y
Drs home, ith lim
Sheut victory all l nor stint
Shout I—but respect his ma,
And with a'welcome
Let blows ncrease 7 tbat strife,
The shafte of war are winged
'" And with dove-plumagt
A blessing fails on clasped hat ,
And unitylthe Lord cominpnds
And chat shodld makh
THE P
, ,
Fifty years ago a terrible „s ,rm shook
the city of London.; At the iad of the
night; wlieu the storm was at i highest,
an agedinibter living in the t '3urbs of
the city, as arousedd by an eitilst cry
for help window from his winw he
i; ,,s,
beheld a rude mitt, clad in the coarse
or he sweeper bf the publiestie:ets.
lin a,few moments then .the. ; rain came
down in orreats, and the storm howy
above, &llf preaCher, leaning his trar l ep
the seavenger, thrSaded his waythroutA
the dark suburbs. I
That very day as strange, old man hadi,
fallen spe6chless, in, front of the scavem
per's' rue hi:imej The good-hearted
street sw e eper had'taken him in, laid him
on his own bed-±he had not spoken once
—and now he wasl dying.
.
This was l the story of the rough team.
Ahd now through dark alleys ' among
miserable tenements, that seemed to top
ple clown upon their heads, into the lone
,,
li-st and dreariest, suburbs they pass—
thiti• 44 1 haired minister And his t' o•uirl.
At lasiNa a narrow court, and up aElight
of stairs , irit, creaked beneath their tread,
and then into the death room.
It . was, in truth. wiserable place
A glio meting light stood on a broken
clink: here were 'the rude walls, there
the sOlita y garret window, with the rain
beating t rough tkerags and straw,which
stuffed t e brok e etipanes—and .here
audd a eap of cold ashes, the same
valise wb . ch it seems the stranger had
brought with •
to ane orner, on the coarse straw. of
the ragged bed lay; the dying man. He
was but half dressed—his legs were con
cealed by military oots•c.
The aged preaeher drew near and look ,
ed upon 111 m. And as he looied—throb
—throb•-you • might hear the death'
watch tickin ,, in the shattered wall.
It was the form of a strong man, grown
old it:l3 care o tuore;thao age. i
There was a face:you might look,upon
once, and yet wear in your memory for
evert, Let us bend, over that l bed, and
look on th'at face.
A bold forehead; seamed by one deep
wrinkle b' tween the brows; long locks of
darn hair, sprinkled over with gray±lips
firmly set, and quiVering as though they
had a life Oeparata from thus life of the
man-an then two large ;
eves vivid,
burning, unnatural in their glare.
Ah, thtire:war something bo terrible in
that 'face+-something so full ) of unuttera
ble loneliness, unspeakable despair, that
the aged minister started back in horror
But look, those Strong arms are clutch.
jug at the vacant !airr--the death sweat
starts in'drops upon the col brow—the
man is dying 1 -! •
Thieb l. throb 1 throb : beat dm death
in the battered, shmtered wall.
- "Would you die in the faith of a
,
ahristma?" faltesid the preacher, as he
knelt there on the floor.
J. C. BeALARNE'Y
The white lips of the , death stricken
man ireMbled l but made no sound.
Then, iwitb thel agony of death upon
him, ho rose to a sitting posture. For
the first time he , spoke
"Chrietian'l" he echoed, in a deep tone
which thrilled the preacher to the-heart,
"will.faith give me back my honor 7
Ceue with me—With me, far over the
water. Ha! werare there! This is• my
native home. Yonder is the church in
Dobotea to tile iitirpiples of itito
,Dikoolrecy, ena the issetifilietio9 of liffot•elilp, Kitehtyte .Web)s.
ITEM E
Y VERSES.,
1I • -
'with- blow for blOW—
eeis you soL
. f.
valor lays him ;
swell as jast,
n in the dint, !
d to raise himll
• •
d the foet
Hy as he
11 low you'
it be great
Ia brave ~
t lead a bei
p at bay
our'fray,
uld divide us'l
Id make amends,
. be friends,
d beside us.
a way to k,.
n meddler'
hose envy %;,
wwhen, he.wi
ith all me
.o wisely.
h pity thrill,
,ering ekili
smotbers,;
itte he•bleeds—
his deeds !
oti tordthers !"
broken spear'
ur peer,
that fail him
our
. cheers=
[3 , tears,
il him!'
ay dean!
or pe i ace,
solely;
TRIOT AND T
COUDERSP
which I knelt in childhood—yonder, the
green on which I sported when -
,a bey.
Bat another flag than that waved when I
was a child. And listen, old man, were
I tal ; pass the streets as I passed them
when a child, the babes in their cradles
would raise their tiny hands to curse me.
The.gravcs in yonder churchyard would
would shrink from my footsteps, and
yonder flag would rain a baptism of blood
upon my heart."
That was an awful death bed ! The
minister had watched- the "last night"
with a hundred convicts in their cells,
and yet -never beheld a scene so terrible
as this.
Suddenly the dying man arose. He
tottered •along the floor, with those white
fingers, whose nails are blue with the
death chill, he threw open the valise.
He shOw.td a , military coat trimmed with
sliver, an old parchinent, and a piece of
cloth, that looked like the wreck of a
battleflag. •
"Look ye, priest, this faded coat is
spotted with my blood!" he cried, as old
memories seemed stirring at his heart.
"This is the coat that I wore when II
planted the Mars On Ticonderoga. That
bullet hole was pierced at the fight of
Quebec,--now I am a—let me whisper
in your ear."
;' , .Now help me, priest," he said to a
voice growing suddenly tremulous, ,thetp
me to put on this coat of blue and silver.
For .you see," and a ghastly smile came
over his face, "there is no one to wipe
the cold drops from my brow ; no wife,
no child—l - must meet death alone; but
I will meet; him as I -met him in battle,
without fear."
• While he stood arraying himself in
that worm eaten coat of blue and silver,
the good preach'sr spoke to him of faith
in Jesus. Yes, of that great faith that
pierces the clouds of human guilt, and
rolls them back from , tho face of God.
"Faith 1" echoed the strange man, who
stood there erect with the death light io
his eye, 'faith can't , give me back my
honk I Look ye, priest, there, over the
wades sits George Washington, telling his
comrades the pleasant story of the eight
years' war—there, in 'his royal hall, sits
George of England, bewailing in his idi
otic, voice the losstof hie colonies. And
here am I—l, who was first to raise the
flac , of freedom the first to strike the blow
n
against that king--here am I, dying like
dog!"
The awe stricken preacher started back
rom the look of the slying man, while—
AITOR-
rob—throb—beat the death watch in
'be shattered wall.
i
"Hush ! silence along the lines, there 1"
11\
muttered, in that '; wild, absent tone, as
tt ugh speaking to ,the dead; "silence
al g the lines ! Hark tbere, Mantgorn•
er . we will meet there in, victory or
der b ! hisi ! silence,i my men, not a whis•
per, as you move up to those steep rocksi
nov on, my boys, now on.! Men of the
wilt rness, we will gain the town ! Now
up v th the banner rrf the stars; up with
the 1 r., v. of freedom though the night is
_ _ _ _
dark iul the snow fulls
! , Now, now I"
shrier d the death stricken man,. tower
log tl re in his blue uniform, with Ws
clencl d hands moving in the air—"now,
now I Me blow, and Queoec is ours."
Anc l look. His eyes grow glassy.—
With that word on his lips, he stands
there—ill ! what a hideons picture of des
pair, e•ect, livid, ghastly. There for a
moment; and then he falls . ] He is dead'!
A.h i loik at the proud form, thrown cold
and stiff upon the dark floor. In the
glassy eyes there lingers even yet horrible
energy, a sublimity of despair.
Whois the strange man dying here
alone in this garret, this man who, in all
his crim4, still treasured up his blue uni-.
form anfaded flag ? .
Who is i this thing of terrible remorse
—this maiz, whose memories link some
thing of Heaven and More of hell ?
Lek us look at the i parchment and that
flag. \ ,
The old 'minister unfolded that faded
bag—it wio the blue banner gleaming
with thirteeb stars. - •
He Imo' 'the parchment. It was a
Colonel's co mission in the continental
army,' addres 'd, BENEDICT ARNOLD. .
And, thole, io that rude hut, while
the death wat'oti throbbed like a heart in
the shattered_
ssallunknown, unwept,
in all the bitterniss of desolaiion, lay the
corpse of that patriot and traitor. .
0, that our own true Washington had
been there. to Sim: that 'good right arm
from the corps l e,', Mid - while the dishon
ored body rotted into' dust, to bring home
that good right arm,and embalm it among
thelholiest memories of the past.
Fot that right arm had struck Macy a
gallant blow fol. fre edom; yonder at Ti
conderoga, at Quebec, Champlain, Sara
toga—that aria yonder, beneath the sncris ,
white mountain, amid the deep silence of
the dead lc drat raised into sight the ban.
ber of the STARS. 1
It was dttriag the renowned expedition,
through the v;ilderoess to. Quebec, that
Arnold 'euditdped fer two or three days
beside the river of the dead ; near a snow
RT, POTTER COMITY, PA., WRDNESD = Y APRIL 12, 1865:
white mountain, which rose in lovely
grandeur over all the 'mountains in the
autumnal. sky.: : A single soldier ascend
ed the mountain with the hope of behold
in,g from' its summit the rock and spires
of Queben. When lid Came down, Arnold
took from his breast, !where, for four days
in privation and danger he hid carried it,
a bine banner gleaming with thirteen
stars. He raised it into the light, and
for the first time the ICentinental banner
floated• over the solitudes of. the Dead
river. This is a fact attested by history
and corroborated by tradition.
•
STORY OP A FIAT.-i—There was a start
ling development,
,a i t Mount Holyoke
Seminary, not' long since. One of the
young ladies had just returned from a
visit to the outside world, and soon after
vigilant teacher located into her room
and di'soovered a gentleman's hat there.
Another teacher. alsol satisged Imrself of
the existance of the alarming object, and
the pupil was forthwith summoned to the
hall of judgment. was a most delicate
subject of inquiry, and the point of attack
was onl3 reached by gradual and zigzag
approaches. The pupil, who manifested
her depravity by half concealed merri
ment, and showed no disposition peni
tently to unbosom herself, was at last
brought up with a plumii question as to
the hat in the room.l There was a mo
ment of painfully anxious suspense, fol
lowed by a sudden .collapse, when the
offender confessed 'th a t she had brought
in - orie of her father's 'old hats to cut up
for rolls for her hair.- She was pronunoed
excused, and then there was great fun in
the halls, as the story circulated.
LOST i3TS Wm —A gentleman while
taking a drive through one of our country
towns, accompanied by his Irish servant
had the misfortune to have his vehicle
smashed, and himself and companion
thrown violently to the grdund, by his
horse taking fright running away.
The gentleman was solnewhat bruised,but
not seriously. His principal loss was
that of his wig which, had been shaken
off, and on picking himself up, he found
Pat in a most ludicrous condition, hold
ing on to his head with the blood trick.
ling through his fiegeis and his master's
wig in the other hand, which he was sur
veying with the mops ludicrous alarm
and horror.
Pat," said
you. much hurt?"
"Hurt, mit ? •Ah, l master, dear, don't
you see the top of me' i head in me band ?"
Pat, in his terror ,and confusion, had
mistaken his master'sl portable heatipiece
for' his own natural scalp, and evidently
regarded his last hour as havine , arrived.
WHAT MAKES A LADY.—When Beau
Brummel was asked What made a gentle.
man, his quick reply wai, "Starch, starch,
my lord !' This may be true; but it
takes a great deal mo i re to make a lady:
and though it may to some seem singular,
I am ready to maintain that no conceiv
able quantity of -muslin, silk or . satin,
edging, frilling, hooping, flouncion , b or
furbelowing,can per se', or per dressmaker,
constitute a real lady.
Was not Mrs. Abbott i Lawrence just
as much of a lady when attired in twelve
cent calico, in Bost* . as whea arrayed
io full court dress at St. James, London ?
"As Mrs'. Washington was said to be so
grand.a lady," sayi a Celebrated English
visitor, (Mrs. Thorpe') "we thought we
must put on our best.lbibs and bands, so
we dressed ourselves in our most elegant
ruffles, and were -introduced to her lady
ship, and don't you think we found her
knitting, and with her check apron on !
She received us very graciously and easi
ly, but after the compliments were over,
she resumed her knitting. There we
were without a stitch 'of work and sitting
in state, but Gep. Washington's lady,
with her own hands, was knitting stock
ings for her husband.". Does not that
sweet republican simplicity command
your admiration ?
"NEvEtt."—Neverepeak of your father
or mother as the "old man„ or "old
woman "
Never reply to the epithets of a drunk
ard or fool.
Nevei slander a woman.
Never abuse one who was once your
bosom .friend, however bitter an enemy .
now.
Never sneer at the expense of religion
or the Bible.
Rm. John Randolph of. Roanoke,once
exclaimed in Congress. after the duty on
wool had been discussed for many weeks:
"Mr. Speaker, I am' so sick of the word
wool that I would consent to walk three
miles out of my way to kick a sheep."
A lady *hose girls were all misshapen
consulted the celebrated anatomist and
le - eturer, Dr. Hebbard on a .preventaticn.
"Loose dresses and plenty of air, just
like the boyit," was the excellent reply.
ilfitiTs.--little red thin,q,6 that men
and women play with [ for money.
\\,' Never Say Die.
Forty burs ._ the "Old Beaver" India
man, home w ard bound from Canton had
been lying there off the Cape of Gooii
Hope—hull i s o—every yard of canvas
close, furled and mired in double gask
ets. . -
The ship bad bee hauled to under bare
poles, at noon on Sat ',ldav, and ..it was
eight bells in the fir st. forenoon watch,
Monday morning. Fort hours of as fair
a wind as ever blew was d! But we•
could do no better. 1 The of st sailors in
the ship' said: they ha& neve seen the
seas run so high and break, so uriouslY.
Kept off on her course, under all the'can
vaa we could show, the ship would\have
foundered in an hour. Hove to as \she
was, She lay as comfortable as she woill•
have ,done in her berth at the foot of `Val,
street, though not so quietly perhaps. • II
She was rolling tremendously,but theia
that was nothing new for the Old Beaver
She always'rolled in any weather. 01
Charley Latham swore thaii a man mith6
just as well be the snapper on the end of
a coach whip ithree miles long as a man on
the Beaver's royal yarde, and she going
anywise free.
All our quarter deck people and pas
sen,Ters were ti till below at breakfast when
one bellwas struck, and.just then I saw
Charley Bognet, an active young sailor
lounging in the starboard watch, .spring
up into the larboard forprigging, and be
gan to climb aloft. It was a daring act
and a.very dificult one too, for the
. ithip
so rolled and slat, that sometimes Charley
would be'pinned to the rigging,unable to
move hand or foot. Then watching his
chance, he would go up a dozen ratlines
like a monkey..
Looking aloft to see what was taking
CharleY up without orders, I discovered
the bort yardarm of the e foreroyal adrift,
and the sail slatting like mad. That was
what Charley was after, to secure that
sail. ,
I was at that time a lad ten years old,
and could climb whereOr the best sailor
in the ship dared to go. IBut I remember
how I trembled and shuddered that morn
ing, as grasping my father's trumpet I
screamed with my might of lungs :
"Charley, ahoy eew ! Come dowif, sir!
I say, you Charley ! get down out of that!
• I might as well have bawled at the gale
to hush and be quiet. for Uot a word did
Charley hear; and if he had, he would
net have heedid me an atbm.
the master, 74are
He gained the royal Jard and laid him
self ont on it just a,4 ill father the chief
mate and several of
,tie gentlemen pas
sengers, almimed by my yelli, came hur
rying on deck. .
Charley secured the snit, and watching
the starboard roll, flung himse l lf in along
the yard, and caught hold of the royal
rigina , with his hands But the ship
brought up- with a sudded jerk, and slat
back'to port so quiek that the man failed
to get a hold with hiti feet, and when the
ship was down, rail to,:.en that aide, he
stuck right out straight, at a right angle
with the royal mast, clinging to the rig
ging with' his hands onley. The next surge
of the ship to 'the starboard slat him in
againetthe spar with a violence that it
seemed must have stunned him and broke
his.hohLentirely. •
My father, though for thirty years
commanding a ship, had no.(other oath
fhan "by hemp Fr that he evetq l swore by,
and that morning, ten times, when Char
ley swung out at rik,lit angles from the
royal 'rigging hanging •on.his hands, my
father would exclaim :
"There, by hemp 1 he's gope."
Then as the next roll of, the ship would
dash the poor fellow in against the mast
my fithei would clap his hands and cry
out :1
"No, he sticksyet 1" •
But Charley, theughl he had been a
monkey, could not have clung there long.
His desperate grip was at length broken,
just as tho ship was on even keel, and
endlong, whirled over, and over, down t he
came, checked somewhat, first by some of
the fine topsail gear, then striking the
bitatlof the fore course, and from thence
fallino , upon the port anchor, twisted and
doubled up, a quivering mass; having
scarcely the semblance of humanity.
•"Mr: Montgomery," my father said to,
the - chief mate, after we had all stood for
ten minutes. I think,.lgazing • upon the
sieletiing; spectacle, "there will be a ham
mock; and a slupg shot for poor Charley
at noon." ,
, There was a convulsive movement of
the mangled mass,,a 'nervous clutching of
the hands, the gory head twisted itself
out from under the shattered thigh, and
bubling with blood, the lips cut, and hid
eous, muttered distinctly : .
.-"Avast there, Capt'n—l'll live to , see
you launched over the side yet l"
No one had dreamed of there being life'
in' the man, but th i ere was, years of it,
horribly as he was crushed.
We had, among our passengers a skill
ful sUrgeon, who took Charley in hand,
and so straightened, him out ttnd splinter
ed him up that ten weeks from the' day
ofhis fall, when we went into our berth
TEM.-41;5D PER-OEMI. -
in New york, Charley Boguetwas ableto
walk; and the only , nyidence_
the general break up he hadreceivedmisi l
a alight swing of his left* in iralkiiri t ,
Charley'S declaration, as Ice Jai there. ,
all in a heap on the forecastle, was,a we t;
phecy tor fifteen years later my„ father.
was b uried at sea frpin the deck of the
BI ld Charley Br It, lief 44.
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ley when an , apprentice in a country { fir_ in.. :
tiug office in Vermont. -
- On a visit connected with political . mati
tors to the Hon. C. Mallory, then tone ot '-
the most distinguished members of CON
grass, and most able champion of the,
"American. System,” we went with him.
an obscure printing offiJel in Toultney
hi: place of residence. Among other
thin:B he called our attention to - tOyoung - =1
comp ..itar,who was ratherawkwarlystick.l.
log typ: , and who though evidently ftill
grown,w: • the youngest apprentice in the
office. His legs ran a good deal more then
a "feet" thr*angh )his pantaloons—day:
sleeves of his.coat scarcely reached 'to
his elbows—his hair was very irhiteadd ,
flaxen, and he was on the whole, 'in- the
aggregate, taken separately and together - ,'
the greenest specimen tiif bumanity.we ev— , `
er looked at—and this: is saying great. ,
deal. for we kept a good looking glass
"That. boy„, said Mallory, will make a re
markab'm man ; I can't hold an argumeni ,
with him on masonry or - anything else '•
connected wits politics." As Mr.M. wao -
considered one of the ablestlmen in Coll."-
gress, his remark cauied us some surprise
and we not only "made
.a note of it," but'
took another look at.the "devil"(printer's
we mean) And could not but trace in the :
expansive foreheild . "a - tnind formed in
tire's finest mould,. aud 'for im mortalityrl
It was years afterward that we becaniei
aware of the fact that tde boy was Horace
Greeley. . -
PETROLEUM BENT ABROAD IN 1864
—The export of petroleum the past, year
amounted to 21,288,499 gallons. • There,
were sent to Great Britain 6,2t5,000:,.
gallons; to France, 4,625,000; Antwerp,'
5,149,990 , ißremen, 971,000 i,llamburg,
1,186,000; Rotterdam, 533,000; Cron.
stadt, 400,000; Genoa and Leghorn, ,
635,000 ; Peru; 170.000.; 167 r e.
000; China and East Indies, 34,004
Brazil, 149,000 ; Mexico, 113,000; Cuba,; ; ,
418,000. In fact it was sent in large
quantities. to nearly every leading poet in,
the world. Four thousand gallons were=
sent to light up the tomba.of Egypt, and...
even Hayti took 7000 gallops. •The
Nat/aria/ intelligencer remarks that this
new product fills the void in 'our cotton
exportations.
Horses often show pride, but bow Intel.
erable vain they would be if they only
knew howiinueh they are talked ationt
by their lords and masters I Indeed. in
his 'fondness for "horse talk," the man
qttitb frequently make an ass of himself
—which the horse never does.
The man who cultivates philosophy and
belleslettres at the expense of a jogtrot pro
fession,is like concert elooks,whioh,though
striking their hour in Hate melodies', are
poorer time keepers than your common
steeple clocks.
Woman of genius, like flying fish be.
tween the two elements, hover between
manhood and womanhood,injuret by both
and persecuted in both kingdoms.
Tis of little Use for a man pinched with
poverty for thre score years,
to get rich,
then—to obtain luxurious food when he
his lost the teeth to eat it with.
Our youngladies are"getting' altogether
too fond of feeding accounts of the Mem
and execution of great criminals. Like
larks in cages, they live, upon heap keett
With your true swindler, the • brain
must have played the 'Aron's Rod to the;
heart—swallowing it whole; a 'Arnie
often performed itr the anatomy of great
puhlio men. . /
Stranae it but reputationA like bats,
and cloaks, will last some people twice as
long as others, thou; h \ the commodity be
the sane to a thread.
Money is now the equivalent sod rep-
resentative of value in all things,andoon
seqUently in understanding; the rather as
a head is stamped on it. _
The fellow that—dosen't pay, the tailOr
for his coat should be fitted with a coat of
tar, turned up•with feathers.
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There are angelus female' voieei Ant
would win a bird from the tree or coax 'a-
nail out of the heart of oak; - • - •
If woman are flowirs,we ftotrfthot. tbif
are as often Bilk and paper and guinflore
ern as botanical ones.
'Most of us hate sinuoriwOisethist-sii;::
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