North Branch democrat. (Tunkhannock, Pa.) 1854-1867, March 04, 1863, Image 1

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JACKSON, Proprietor. fvln49tf ]
Y. Newton Ceotre, Luzerne County Pa.
J Tunkhannock, Pa. Office in Stark's Buck
lock, Tioga street.
tlX fice in Stark's Brick Block, Tioga St., Tunk
snneck, Pa.
j LAW, Office on Tioga street, Tunkhannock,
J • Office on Bridge Street, next door to the Demo
nt Office, Tunkhannock. Pa.
ice, Bridge 'street, opposite Wall's Hotel, Tunkhan
io k Pa.
Graduate of the. University cf Perm'a.)
Respectfully offers his professional services to the
utizens of Tunkhannock and vicinity. He can he
bund, wheh not professionally engaged, either at his
Drug Store, cr at his resideuce on Putnam Street.
U ED AT THE FALLS, WJLL promptly attend
all calls in the line of his profession—may be found
at Beemer's Hotel, when not professionally absent.
Falls, Oct. 10, 1351.
DR. Jr. c. 111 .< ■K KR Co.,
Wotil|l respectfully announce to the citizens of Wy
oming that they have located at Mehoopany, where
they will promptly attend to all calls in the line of
their profession. May be found at his Drug Staro
when not professionally absent.
IIH.TAKEY, M. D.- (Graduate of the 3
• M. Institute, Cincinnati) would respectfully
Announce to the citizens of Wyoming and Luzerne
Counties, that he c wtinues his regular practice In the
various departments of his profession. .May oe fouhd
at his office or residence, when not professionally ab
Particular attention given to the treatment
Chronic Diseas.
entremoreland, Wvoming Co. Pa.—v2n2
THIS establishment has recently been refitted and
furnished in the latest style Every attention
will he given to the comfort and convenience of those
WJO patronize the House.
T. B. WALL, Owner and Proprietor.
Tunkhannock, September 11, 1861.
HAVING resumed the proprietorship of the above
Hotel, the undersigned will spare no effort to
Nder the house an agreeable place ot sojourn for
•11 who may favor it with their custom.
September 11, 1661.
~ mayhard'Yhotel,
JOHN MA Y N ARI) , Proprietor.
HAVING taken the Hotel, in the Borough of
Tunkhanncck. recently occupied by Riley
Warner, the proprietor respectfully solicits a share ot
public patronage. The House has been thoroughlv
repaired, and the comforts and accomodations of a
first class Hotel, will be found by all who may favor
itjrith their custom. 11 1361
LT OILMAN, has permanently located in Tunk
-Ui hannock Borough, and respectfully tenders his
professional services to the citizens of this place and
I'urrounding country.
£ tfOffice over Tutton's Law Office, near the Pos
Dec. 11, IS6I.
r°rihe Relief of the Sick &■ Distressed. afflicted with
Virulent and Chronic l)iseases, and especially
for the Cure qf Diseases f the Sexual Organs
Medical advice given gratis, by the Acting Surgeon
Ttluable Reports on Spermatorrhoea or Seminas
Weakness, and other Diseases of the Sexual Orjj* is
d on the New Rerae lieseuiployed in the Dispeuuo
ry. sent to the afflicted in scaled letter envelope *- >e
ot charge. Two or three stamps for postage will be
•areptable. Address, Dr J SKILLIN HOUGH
TQK, Ahting Surgeou, Howard Association, NSOly
Street, Philadelphia Fa, ln2oly.
for tale at VERNOJT '6.
Happen, Sept 18 1961,
Jpod's domcr.
[ Written for the DEMOCRAT.]
O, for the glorious times of old,
(For white men's lives were prized, I'm told,)
When this, our land, wtts young;
And oft I've I've heard the aged tell,
0, how my heart would pant and swell
To hear the wondrous words which fell,
From each loquacious tongue.
I've heard them tell how when otit land,
Was by War's desolating hand,
Stricken long, long ago :
Columbia had one gallant son,
Who led our patriot armies on,
The lov'd and honored Washington,
The noble, brave, and true.
He thought it not beneath his state—
Though he was noble, good and great,
To seek with prudent care ;
To save the lives of tllbse he led—
Alas! I would this might be said
Of those who at our nation's head,
Preside with kingly air.
And I have read on History's page
Ot statesmen gifted, wise and sage,
And men cf mental vigor;
Who seem to value white men high
As negroes; nor wished them to die,
Or suffer 'ne&th a horrid sky,
To liberate the nigger.
Ah ! many a ball hath ethers siain,
Than those who on the battle plain,
Have yielded life and all.
For onward yet each ball will speed,
And cause the hearts at boine to bleed,
And break to think their loved ones dead,
" All stricken by one ball."
Think they of this, who ceaseless prate
Of the poor bondman's hapless state 1
And severing kindred ties ?
0, if our leaders only knew,
That we can leve our kindred too,
As well as though of ebon hue,
Sure better days would rise.
Keiserville, January, 1363.
Select js>torj).
The Home Life of Woman.
" A woman's work is never done." said
Mrs. Brown, as she brought a chair from the
rank and file against the wall, and offered it
her neighbor, Mr. Jones. In performing this
hospitable action, Mrs. Brown called the
ghost of a smile to her face, and in the care
worn features could be seen traces of beauty
and sweetness that tunc and trouble were
taking away. She resumed her scat, and
while rocking the cradle wearily proceeded
to pare, quarter and core the apples in the
pan beside her, while she discoursed in this
wise to the strong, hearty-looking farmer who
sat opposite.
" No, John isn't in, Mr. Jones. He's gone
to the village to hear about secession—some
thing or other. I can't keep track of it, I'm
so hurried and tired. ' Tugged with fortune,
and wearied with disaster,' as my mother
used to spy."
" You mean to .-ay you ain't patriotic ; don't
care what those rascally fire-eaters do, an\-
how, I suppose ; little odds to you whether
Major Anderson holds out or not." Mr.
Junes said this in a wondering, good-natured
" Now, look here, neighbor," and into Mrs
Brown's pale cheek a laint crimson crept and
wavered uncertainly, then stationed in the
accustomed place. " Look here, neighbor,
you know that hen of ours—that speckled
one, that's so famous for raising chickens ?
you know how she worries about 'em, and
clucks and scratches, and watches for 'em,
gets poor and fretted like, so she's nothing at
last but a bundle of bones and feathers—but
the chickens come through all right—fat, and
plump, and bright eyed. You know old Fuss
—that's the name John gave her—never mind
what she eats, or how heavy the rain pelts
down upon her, and isn't afraid of anything
lor the chickens' sake. Well, somehow, 1
think 1 am like the poor old hen."
Mrs. Brown dropped the knife and bent
over the cradle a moment. Farmer Jones
didn't notice the tears that fell upon the ba
by's cheek.
" You see, neighbor," the woman went on,
l( when in)' heart and hand were full of tho'ls
and work for John and the children—of how
I can manage to save here, and get along
without this, and make that last beyond all
reason—l don't have much time left to think
about these politics, or anything beyond the
room we live in. But I used to have thoughts
outside cf this, about the Countries far away
over the sea, and the woman's eyes had a far
off mournful look in them. "In geography,
1 remember how I liked to learn 'em, and
then T thought maybe Td see all those beau
ulul thing- some day ; you know girls have
iheir fancies. But I've given thein all up.—
'Tisn't easy to go ' wool gathering' when I
see Bub's toes coming out of his stockings,
and John's mittens needing a patch. I'm
afraid you men don't make hardly allowance
enough for us, always. We're not BO strong
as you, and then our work is different. You
are out in the fresh air and sunshine, but we
j stay in the house and don t have much change
[ You go to the market, and haul wood end
straw, and meet your neighbors and hare a
pleasant word with them, but we see the
same thing every day, and I get lonesome
sometimes, and wouder why we were put in
to such lives as these."
" Then it's trying a woman's nerves—the
kind of work she has to do. That's like
plowing and sowing, and driving horses ; that
is heavy work, to be sure, but then you're
strong to do it. But we haje such particu
lar careful work. Now there is bread bak
'Dg—y°u don't know how much worry there
is about it. You must take so much into the
account, the kind of wood you have to make
your fire, the yeast; all these allowances for
this. You must let the bread rise just so
much, and fix the dampers just right, and
handle it so careful. Why, Dr. D told
me that it's like managing chemicals 5 and he
said men that work with chemicals were the
most nerVous kind, because they were always
full of thoughts and care. Then there's pre
serves and pickles, and cakes and coffee.—
You don't kuow anything about what care
and trouble it is to get them up so nice, when
you sit down and cat the light, crisp pastry,
and drink the crftee, creamed to the color
that suits you, You don't know how trouble
some it is to feel so much care always on you
nor how much patience and watching it takes
before a turkey to roast is done to 1 a turn.' "
Mr. Jones looked steadily at his neigh
bor while she talked. ishe paused a moment
to replenish her fire. lie sat in a kind of
niaie, without offering her any assistance.—
rinding he did not sfteak, she continued :
" And so you see, with all these things I
don't think much about what's going ou out
side, that you and John talk about, though I
often wish I could. And I think somehow,
I'm like our old hen, I spoke of, for I don't
nind much about myself. I see that I'm
getting to stoop more every year and there
are gray hairs on my temples, though I'm not
thirty yet. The wrinkles are so plain, too,
on my forehead. I'm sorry ; John thought
it was pretty years ago. I remember how
straight and slitn I used to be, and had nice
brown hair and fed cheek 3. Dear me ! there
hasn't been a bit of color in fhein for years.
John is alwsys good and kind, but he don't
know how worried I get, most every day, and
when I speak short and fretful sometimes, he
'ooks surprised and says,' What! Mary, is it
you speaking in such a voice as that ?"
Mr. Jones looked up in a wondering sort
of away. '* Why, I never thought woman's
work was very much any way. But I see
yu're right. According to your strength,
you have the hardest times. We work hard,
but then, as you say, we are stronger and
have more variety; then at evening we rest.
I'm glad you spoke so, Mrs. Brown. I'll be
more considerate toward the women. I'd
advise you to keep a hired girl, only they're
snch cross, vexing things."
" No, I don't think so," Mrs. Brown repli
ed, " hired girls are abused, too. They have
the same troubles that I have always. No
wonde r they complain sometimes, who have
cause always. Y"e ought to be sorry for
them, and remember their troubles. And
then John can't afford to keep a girl, I wo'd
not let him. No, there's no way for me but
to keep on working and worrying till I can't
do anything more, and theil they'll lay me
away where it is quiet, and I shall rest. But
and her eyes grew, bright, " my children will
grew up tall and strong, and if my life goes
to nourish theirs, I suppose it's all the same.
And yet I sometimes wish my life had been
a brighter one."
A rough hand fell upon the woman's head,
but its touch was gentle as her mother's
might have been ; a firm, manly voice said :
" Your life shall be a brighter ose, Maty,
God help me to make it so."
She turned quickly, exclaiming in her sad
sweet voice:
" John, John!"
When I was about thirty years of age, I
took it into my head to get spliced to some
awful purty gal. Well, there was a farmer
in our neighborhood who had three daughters,
and I kinder took a shine to the youngest
one. She was awful smart now, I can tell
you, but tho old man was in the war, he was
an awful cross old chap. So I sat down to
hatch up some way how I should get her.—
By-and by a thought struck me there was to
be a ball down to Jake Bent's and I thought
I'd ask Poleyan to go to it with me. So that
night I went down and asked her if she
would go with ine. I thought by that way I
could get her. She said she would go, so I
went home as tickled as a monkey up an ap
ple tree.
Well, my sister Betsy made me a bran new
pair of buckskin trousers to go in, and rile
my picter ef she didn't put sturrups to em to
keep em down. She said straps were the
fashion and I should wear 'era. So I gin in
and got ready for the ball, I was all ready
but one thing, and that was my boots ; I had
just bought me a new pair for the dewings,
to dance in. They were mighty small now.
I can tell you. I tugged and pulled and pull
ed and tugged, but it warnt no use—what to
do I did not know, for I was bound to go and
carry that gal too. Just then one of our
.neighbors, Bill Neverpay, happened in; he
was wonderfully tickled about something.—
Saya I to Bill f
" What shall I do to my boots to get them
on ?"
" Put some soft soap in theni and I'll war
rant they'll go on as slick as grease," said he.
Well, our folks had been making soap the
day before, and I got some and put about a
pint into each boot, and sure enough as Bill
had said they went on as slick as grease.—
After brushing a little I was ready and start
ed off for Poleyan.
When I arrived Farmer Flint was sitting
6moking artcr supper, and the younger Flints
were sitting round the table taking theirs.—
A whappin big pan of mush stood right in
the centre, and Poleyan was heipin the young
Old Flint took a stare at me and I kinder
shook but the straps stood it and I recovered
myself, and gave him as good as he sent, and
I war near the door ar.d ready to break if he
showed fight; for he did not want his darter
to go with me, and I knew it too as well as
he. He asked me what I wanted ?
Well, purty soon I gathered up and told
hitn what I come down for, and invited lniu
to come down and take a drink and see that
all went on right. Dolcyan was in an awful
way for fear he would not consent. O gin
gerbread ! how my feet smarted. I thought
I should die, but dasent say a word about it.
Offbouuded Poleyan up a ladder into the
second story and one of the small gals with
her to help put on the fixups ; 1 sot down in
a cheer and fell a talking with the old wo
man. And while wo were chattin away as
nice as relations, I could hear Poleyan inak
ing things 6tand around above. The floor
was only loose boards scattered wide
jistes, and every step would make 'cm rattle
like a small hurricane. Old Tom smoked
away, and the young uns at the table would
hold a spoonful of mush to their mouths and
look at my straps and then look at each oth
er and snigger, till at last the old mau seed
'Well by gun flints,'says, he'efyouaint
makin a darned josey—'
Just at that moment something gin way
above, and may I be drowned in a frog ponu
ef Poleyan, without anything on yearth on
her but one of these skeletons, didn't drop
rite through the fLor and sot, skeletons and
all kerchunk fiat into the pan of mush. I jest
thought for a second that heaven and yearth
had come together and squeezed me between
em. Poleyan squalled like a catamount, a
spot of the mush had spattered on the old
man's face and burnt him and he swore like a
pirate, I snatched up a pan of milk and dash
ed over Poleyan to cool her off, the old wo
man knocked me sprawlin for doiu it, and
away went my straps. The yjung uns let
out a scream as if the infarnal pit had broke
loose, and I'd jest gin half my hide and part
of my trousers to have been out of the old
man's reach. Ile.did reach for me, but I lent
him one with my highlows on the smt-ller
that spread him, and maybe I didn't leave
I din't know for a spell whar I was running,
but hearing nothing behind me, I slacked up
and jest considered whether it wur best for
ine to go home and get my straps strait and
leave or go and see the ball. I didn't consid
er long, for I heard old Tom's teeth grit, so I
started. I didnt 6top till I was looking
through the window to see ef it cum up to
my expectations. While I was looking at the
boys going it, one of 'em spide me and hauled
me in and stood me afore the fie to dry, and
all hands got around to know what what was
the matter. I ups and tells all 'bout it, and
I never heerd such laffiin, holleriu'and scream
in' in all my life.
Jest then my trousers gin to feel the fire
and shrink up 'bout an inch a tninit, and the
boys and gals kept it so strong laffin at my
scrape and the pickle I was in that I gin to
git rily, when all at onst I seed one smart
lookin chap hollerin' wus than the loudest.
'Old Tom said he'd chaw you up, did he ?
said the smart-lookin chap ; 'well he always
keeps his word.'
That minnit I biled over; I grabbed his
slick bar r.nd maybe I didn't give him scissors.
Jest as I was making him a chawed specimen
some feller hollered out.
" Don't let old Tom in with that ar rifle.''
1 didn't hear any more in that house, Tight
nin couldn't a got near enough to singe my
coat tails, I jumped through the window as a
bar ud go through a cane brake, and blow
me if I couldn't hear the grit of old Tom
Flint's teeth and smell his powder till I land
ed home. I went in and struck a light, cause
the folks was all off to bed, so I tried to get
my boots off after working about an hour I
got em off, by cutting a big hole in each of 'em
and made up my mind to never court old Tom
Flint's daughter. After that I was laid up
about thiee weeks vCith my leet, the skin
wur took clean off of them, besides spilin a
bran new pair of trousers and ray boots. So
ended my first and last courtship.
The days of fat jobs are not over. The New
Haven Journal says!
"The Mary Benton, a little Connecticut
river steamer, has been sold to the Governm
ent for $52,000. She cost, when new, only
$30,000, and the Government has paid her
owners $27 ,000 for the use of her the last
six months. It would be ihteresting to know the perchase money was divided."
The difference between a man and woman
in disposition finds no plainer illustration
than that afforded at the moment when ei
ther of them retires to bed.
The young girl trips gaily up to her cham
ber and with the cautious timidity peculiar
to her sc.i, first locks the doers and arranges
the window curtains so that by no possible
chance a pas3er-by or belated nocturnal wan
derer from the pavement can catch a glimpse
of her budding beauty when en dishabelle.—
This task completed she turns on the gas to
its full, and institutes a general search thro'-
out the apartment, that shs may be sure it
does not contain a " horrible burglar" or " a
desperate ruffian" in big whiskers and crispy
black hair. Carefully with delicate little
fingers, she lifts the bed valance, peers into
places where even Tom Thum couldn't squeeze
his diminutive corporation and takes a curso
ry peep into the half-emptied trunk not for
getting to glance nervously under the sofa,
the space between which and the floor is not
sufficient to contain the giiost of Culvin Ed
son, much less an ordinary robber.
Having ascertained that she is really a'one
she leisurely proceeds to divest her fair form
of" the silk and linen conventionalities of so
ciety." First, she relieves tier glorsy hair
from its thraldom of pins and combs and
"does it up" more compactly. Then off
comes the little embroidered collar, and the
light vapory cloud cf lace she calls her un
der-sleeves which all the day have been clasp
ed around her white plump arms by a couple
of India rubber straps. Next, the " love of a
spring silk" dress is unfastened in front, par
tially revealing—never mind that just now.—
Then sundry waist strings and buttoned straps
are unloosened, and lo ! what a collapse. A
collapse like that of Lowe's big bailoon.—
She stands like Saturn in the centre of rings.
There they lie upon ihe soft carpet, partially
covered by the linen underfixens and over
fixens with no more expression in them than
there is in the bare floor beneath the carpet.
Sits she now upon the edge of the snowy bed
and begins the unloosing of gaiters and the
disrobing of the fair swelling limbs, of the
stockings. The pretty little foot is carefully
perched upon the knee—down drops the gai
ter—and the thumb inserted at the top of
the stocking pushes it down—down over the
heel, and—the cotton rests beside the pru
nella. So with the other foot only involving
a slight change of p > sition.
There is a happy smile that peeps out from
behind the blushes of her sweet face now as
standing before the glass she places upon her
head the night-cap and with a quick twist of
her fingers ties the bewitching bow. Then
the night-gown is thrown on over the frilled
chemise, concealing the heavy bosom and the
fair shoulders in the linen folds. Don't you
envy that night-robe and the liberties it
takes? Don't you envy it, you wretched
miserable old bachelor—you snarling growl
ing old curmudgeon ?
Then the counterpsin and sheets are
thrown back, the gas is turned down very
low, and the little form presses the yielding
couch, and the angel goes off into the world
of deeatns in which tho handsome moustache
of her Adolphua and his vows of eternal love
are prominent—the remainder of the picture
being filled with ministers, bridesmaids, new
dresses, drives in Central Park, and plenty
of " gold galore" or " love in a cottage."
Now in the room directly above her is the
great brute of a brother. He cotnes rnto it
shuts the door with a slam, turns the key
with a snap, growis at a chair which happens
to be in his way, pulls off his boots and
throws them into the corner, jerks off his
socks from his feet, drops his pantaloons 011
the floor and lets them lie there—gets oft his
coat and vest by quick vindictive sort of
twist of his arms and body, unpins and un
buttons his collar throws it carelessly, with
the tie at, rather than on the table—travels
to the window in his shirt extremity—to let
down the curtain, as if he didn't care a curse
whether the entire population of tiie street
beheld his anatomy or not—then puts out
the light and bounces into bed like a great
calf jumping into a pile of hay—curls himself
up his knees nearly touching his nose—lies
so a moment or two—turns on his back—
strearhes his limbs out—swears at the tuck
ing of the bed clothes—grunts—gets over on
the other side—and is asleep. Then comes
in the snoring and snorting.
Isn't there a difference in style ?
We learn from the Boston papers,
that the "Americaus of African descent" in
that vicinity are not satisfied with the propo
sition to fofm them into separate military
organizations under white officers. They
claim that it makes too great a distinction in
point of equality, which they will not submit
to. If equality is the point to be gained in
this war, they demand that it should be re
cognized in the army. In this, however, they
seem to forget that the white soldier
object to such an amalgamation. In this
neighborhood, there has, so far been no effort
to procure negro recruits, that we have heard
of, and it is currently said that such UD effort,
if made, will be useless They will have to be
drafted, if obtained at all,
I TERMB: SI.SO PUR A unai ■ vmw
The Abolitionists having abandoned the
false pretence set up at th commencement of
the war—that it Was for the preservation of the
Lnion, the restoration of law and order, and
the defence cf the Government—and planted
(airly upon the issue of negro equality and
universal freedom, the question involved nar
rows down to a very small point: whether
they shall compel the white man to degrade
himself in his own estimation, and, per conse
quence, in the estimation of the world, or
whether nobility and self respect shall tri
It would be folly to attempt to prove that
a negro is in any way inferior to an Abolition
ist ; that point is settled, decidedly in favor
ofthe negro, by their own acknowledgment.
An argument might much more readily be
su?ta:ned in favor of negro superiority ; for
ceitainly e7cry elevating principle of manhood
is lost to hiin who places himself, his family,
&c., on the lower level. But wc cannot con
ceive the possibilty of the Abolitionists being
able, through the whole power of the Admic
sitration is with them, in forcing the ambi
tious, enterprising, intelligent American of
Caucossian descent to the debasing level of
the negro,
The restoration of Government, the enforce
ment of the laws, the supremacy of the Con
stitution, and the perpetuity of the Federal
L r.ion, was worthy of patriotic sacrifice ; for
the success of which every honest man and
patriot most devoutly prayed. Under this
broad banner thousands of men rallied to the
call of the Administration. But was this the
true ijsue then ? Is it the issue now 1
Passing events clearly separate the pretext
from the reality. There has been no change
of purpose. It was from the first as it is now.
If not, will it be said that the preseerva
tion of the Constitution and the Union has
now been necessarily abandoned after so great
a sacrifice of life and treasure, for a mere cru
sade against slavery, and for the elevation of
the r.egro to the fraternity of white men 1 Or
must it be written upon the pages of history
of this Union that the while man has proved
incapable of self government, that American
soldiers were inefficient, that with their boast
ed intelligence, bravery and enterprise, they
were compelled to proffer universal freedom
to the negroes to induce them to lead their
wise counsels and sinews to establish a new
and better order of things 1 The compelling
of the master to a common fraternization with
his servants, is a task which oannot be accom
plished, and the sooner it is abandoned the
GEN. NEAL DOW. —Our readers are well
acquainted with the name of Neal Dow, tr.e
author of the Maine or inaniac liquor law.—
Neal of late has become ambitious of figuring
in the " soger line," and being one of Lincoln's
" fast" fiiends the latter made him a Briga
dier and sent him to New Orleans, where he
is distinguishing himself as a pilferer of silver
ware. The late news from that quarter re
presents that. Gen. Dow, has been cited, to
appear before the sixth District Court of New
Orleans, Judge Howell, to answer the charge
of stealing silver ware to the amount of up
wards of SI.GOO; his accuser being Bradish
Johnson, a native of New York. Dow, it is
stated, admits the robbery, and trie* to jus
tify it on the ground that he supposed the
victim was a secessionist.— Ex.
&ISR THE TRCTII —One truth uttered BY
Wendell Phillips, the great abolition agitator
and orator ought to be stereotyped and pla
carded in the free States. WeDdell Phillips
said : ''The anti slavery party had hoped for
and PLANNED DISUNION, because it
would lead to the development of mankind
and the elevation of the black man."
The Bill to purchase American
citizens of African descent" from their mas
ters in Missouri, has passed the United States
Senate by the usual Abolition vote. The
I price set upon each negro isS2OO, to raiso
which the tax-payers of the North are to be
worked and starved. If Missouri wants to
! rid of the institution, let her do as other
Northern states have done. We venture the
prediction, that if her cupidity leads her to
accept of the bribe offered by the United
■ States Senate, she will fail. Tt Will never bo
paid. While the people of the northern
states are willing to let slavery alono where
it exists, they will not submit to a tax to
become wholesale dealers in niggers.
THE WAR Potv ER. —Senator , who is a
J banker at havana, Schuyler county, N. Y. un
dertook to rebuke a hard customer, who had
freely issued shinplasters redeemable at tho
Havana Bank. "I see, sir, you have set afloat
shinpasters payable at our bank ; you know
1 you have nut a dollar of money there."
That is true. Senator ; but I wish to heaven
I had !" " liow can say so, Senator, when
our people need currency so much?" "But
; you have no legal or moral right to issue
tWm. How can do it ? "Do it, Senator— l
' do it under the War Power 1
I ...
jfrST The Sullivan County Courts, have
been postponed from the 24th of February,
to the 7th day of next April, on aocount of
I the prevalence of the Small Po*
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