North Branch democrat. (Tunkhannock, Pa.) 1854-1867, December 06, 1865, Image 1

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HS. COOPER, PHYSICIAN A SURGEON
• Newton Centre. Luterne County Pa.
R.R. LITTLE, ATTORNEY AT LAW !
Office on Tioga street. Tunkhannockl'a. '
GEO S. TUTTON, ATTORNEY AT LAW
Tunkhonnock, Pa. Office -n Stark's Uric
ck, Ttoga street.
WM. M. PIATT, ATTORNEY AT LAW, O
fice in Stark's Brick Block Tioga St., TuDk
hannoek, Pa.
She Uutblfc Dousf,
HARRIS RUK G? HENNA.
The undersigned having lately purchased the
41 BI'EHLER HOUSE " property, has already com
menced such alterations and improvements as will
render this old and pupular House equal, if not supe
rior, U> auv Hotel in the City of Ilarrisburg.
A continuance of the public patronage is reipect
fully solicited.
GEO. J. BOLTON
WALL'S HOTEL,
LATE AMERICAN HOUSE,
lUNKHANNOCK, WYOMING CO., PA.
rl'IS establishment has recently been refitted an
furnished in the latest style Every attention
will be given to th* comfort and convenience of tho-e
w'xi uotroniie the House.
T B WALL, Owner an 1 Proprietor .
To'ikhatineck, September 11, 1561.
NORTH BRANCH HOTEL,
MEMIOPPEN, WYOMING COUNTY. i'A
Win. 11. C'ORTRIGIJ T. PropT
l_f A VINO resumed the proprietorship of the above
JML I i-*t, the undersigm- i wi!l ;par<i no effort to
reaicr the house an agreeable pl;- eot sojourn for
1 w; •• may tavor it with the-.r custom.
Wui. H COKTRIGHT.
3rd, 1563
TH. J. CTBECKER.
PHYSICIAN <V SURGEON,
Would respoctiuilyannoui.ee to the citirensofWy
miog, that be ha? located at Tvnkhanno-k whore
he will promptly attend to all call? in the line of
hie profession
lir W'il! bo fca-id at home on Saturdays of
3h week.
Iftas f)oM,
TOWikWDA, PA.
D- B- BART LET,
(Late cf uie BBRAINARD HOCSE, ELMIKA, N. Y.
PROPRIETOR.
Th# ME ANS HOTEL, i-one of the LARGEST
and BE.-T ARRANGED Houses in the country—lt
is fitted up in the most modern and improved style,
and no pains are spared to make it a pleasant and
agreeable stopping-place for all, .
r 3. r2l. 'v
CLARKE, KEENEY.& CO.,
MAXL'FACTCKERS AND WHULK&ALK DBALKRS IN
LADIES', MISSES'& DENTS'
silfuttb£assiram flats j
AND JOBBERS IN j
-IATS GATS FURS, STRAW GOODS,
PARASOLS ASD UMBRELLAS.
BUFFALO AND FANCY ROBES,
849 BROADWAY,
CORN EN or LKONARD STREET,
asw
ft T CLARK, \
A. c KCKSEV, C
8. LEF.KRBT. )
MTGILMAN,
M OILMAN, has permanently located in Tunk
• hanncck Borough, and respectfully tenders h
professional services to the citisens of this place end
orrounding country.
. . A Y^. SRK TO GIVE SATIS
FACTION.
Offloe over Tutton's Law Offloe, Bear th e Po
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TO
HOUSE KEEPERS!
Frank M. Buck
Has just opened, at the store house formerly oc
cujiid by C T, Marsh, one Joor below Baldwin's
Hotel, in Tunkhannovk,
NEW GROCERY
AND
Provision Store,
where he is prepared to sell ore;ything in the line
of Family Groceries at prices far below those here
tofore asked for them
His stock was selected and purchased by
MR. A. G. STARK
n person, whose intimate acquaintance with the
rude, and dealers, enabled hiin to purchase at prices
Uli 1 Till -TIE LOWEST.
Mr. Stark's serrices as salesman, also, have been
secured. #
In the line of Groceries and Provisions, I can
sell
Good Molasses at SI per Gal
Good Brown Sugar at 12* cts per lb.
No, 1 Mackerel " 12* 44 - '
Cod Fish 44 * 9 " •' •
New Mess Pork " 17 M • "
Chemical Soap *' 12* •' " "
Saleratus • 12* ". 44 - 4
Grounl Coffee 44 2 5 4 4 44 44
Fxtra Green Rio Coffee' 4 40 44 44 44
Lard 44 20 44 44 ••
Rice 44 15 44 44 44
Crackers 41 10 44 44 ,4
And all other articles at correspondingly low
I prices
In the article of Teas, fcuth as to prices and
quality, I
fßfy CjotttpEtjtion
GINGER. PEPPER. SPICE. CfNAMON
CLOVES. NUTMEG. MUSTARD,
CRE A Mr TARTAR.
RAISINS,
FIGS,
POWDER, SHOT AND LEAD,
nm in ins IF HI I ins.
—ALSO—
I
FLAVORING EXTRACTS FOR PUDDINGS, [
1 IBS, CUSTARD AND ICE CREAM.
0
SPICED SALMON& SARDINES
in boxes—a fine article for Pio-nic, fishing and
pleasure parties,
Ice Cream
Constantly on hand, sni furnished in any quanti
ty desired, on short aotice*
MACARONI—
FOR SOUPS.
SMOKED HALIBUT.
0
A lrgo and varied assortment of
LAMPS. LAMP CHIMNEYS
GLOBES AND WICKS,
ALSO
Kerosene Oil.
N. B.—WOOL. HIDES, FURS, AND
gHEEP PELTS, purchased for cash or
trade, for which the highest cash prices
will be ptid.
Sail aito fiamjuf.
r. BUCK.
TonkhaaaMk, Ja el
t4 TO SPEAK HIS THOUGHTS IS EVERY FREEMAN'S RIGHT. "—Thomas Jefferson.
TUNKHANNOCK, PA., WEDNESDAY, DEC- 6, 1865.
Cflrnet.
Many the thoughts they bring,
This.suncy look of hair,
This save rod lock, and this littls ring
My own lova used to wear.
They cut this shining eurl
From my lost darling's head ;
They took this hoop o( gold and pearl
From the finger of the dead.
Down iu the old churchyard
They Uid my maiden sweet,
With a marble cross her head to guarj,
And a rose-tree at her feet*
But though she's sleeping there,
I'm not of all bereft—
Although she's gone, the dear and fair,
Still I hava something left-
She's gone from my^embraco,
Yet treasures throe have I
The goluen ring, and the waving tree,
And a sweet, sweet memo ry.
f Elect starg.
A SISTER'S SACRIFI CE.
f'Oh, deur me ; Maria are you not tired of
this work, work, day after day, and no
change 7"
These words were spoken by a very pret
tv girl, sitting in a moat comfortable little
parlor, one side of which was formed of a
wide screen lined with green silk, which di
vided it from another portion of tho room
fitted up as a jewelry store.
Marie and Jeanne were the daughters of
Pierre Galoubet, a diamond jeweller, re
nowned more for his taste and honesty than
for his fortune or luxury. He was a widow
er, with two daughters.
Marie and Joanne were the very idols of
h*i§ heart. Pisne had been a soldier in his
youth, like most Frenchmen, and during his
absence in Algiers bis wife died. When he
csmo back a kind neighbor took him to her
cottage and, leading him to a cradle, showed
him two little infants sleeping side by side
on the same pillow. Pierre knew that in
hi absence B child had been born to him
but be had receivee no communication from
home for more than a year before bis return,
lie therefore turned from the children to bis
neighbor with a look of inquiry.
44 Are they both my children 7" said he.
''Why. no," replied Jsqninetta. There's
a whole history about tbein, and Pierre, you
are a clever man, and have traversed all over
the world, perhaps you will be able to settle
a point that has puzzled us ever since the
death of your wfe."
"What ts it 7"
, 4 Why which of these two is your dsugh
ter 7"
"Which? Why, who is the other ?"
"Oh ! one di~y, about a month after the
birth of your child, when your wife opened
the door one morning she found on the
threshold on of the infants. She knew
which it was, but your poor Mme. Pierre
died suddenly, and she never had time to
tell me which daughter was yours."
Again Pierre leaned over the babies and as
they opened their eyas and smiled on him,
Pierre felt aa if both wero appealing to his
heart, both ask ing bis protection.
From that hour Pierre Galoubet called
both children bis, and Mario and Jeanne, as
be chrUtianed them, (for they had no name
until his return) became the idols of h'S
lite.
When they were grown up, Maria and
Jsarmc, who had both adored tneir father,
h'.-iped them in his busines*.
Maria kept tbe books,- and Jeanne, who
hed a great talent tor drawing, which had
been cultivated, made the drawings and the
designs for the settings of tbe diamonds.
They were now both eighteen ; at least,
allrwing the age of one, Pierre had always
put tbem down as the same age. Their fa
ther a strict honesty had prevented his mak
ing a fortutie, but thanks to the manage
ment of Jeanne, they were in easy and com
furtablc circumstances.
Of lato a cloud, however, had risen over
the household so full §f the sunshine of affec
tion. Jeanoe had grown pensive, and even
looked pale and thin, receiving her father's
caresses with indifferanee and sitting for
hours, pencil in hand, without drawing a
stroke. Now, on this evening, when tbe
sisters were alone together, Jeanne had
pushed tbe paper from ber with disgust, and
throwing down ber pencil, bad declared bor
dissatisfaction to uer sister.*
"Jeanne," said Mane, looking up, "you
have never felt dissatisfaction before ; but
jou are unhappy, and you will always be so
until you confide what troubles you have to
your best friends, your father aad your sis
ter."
"Not to my father —I dare not; but to
you, Maris. Ob ! sister, lam so wretched 7"
"Wretched 7—why, what has happened 7"
"Maris," said Jeanne, sitting dpwn on a
stool at her feet, "listen, but do not look on
me. Some months ago, you remember, I
came home on Sunday morning from church,
where I bad gone with our servaut, with a
sprained ankle."
"Yea,l remember."
44 tVell, I had fallen —slipped off the mar
ble steps of the church, and tainted from the
pain. Well, *s I lay there and the crowd
began to gather around me, B gentleman ad*
vanced, and putting aaide those who crowded
orer me, lifted me up in bis arms. Prece
ded by bis servants who hsd made way for
him, he carried me to his carriage, and pis
cing me in it, asked our servant our address,
and drove me home.
4 -He was young, handsome, and in manner
so fascinating as to have been able to dis
pense with either, Maria. The Bext time I
went out I met him. I have often seen him
since ; he loves me ; I love him."
Well, if he is an honest man, true and
sincere in his love, why should you be un
happy 7 You know your fatbnr will con
sent—"
"He is the Due Octave de Blossac,"
44 The Due de Blossac, Jeatoe 7"
44 Yea."
"But not an honest man, or he would nev
• r 1 ave dared to speak to you of love."
4( He is an honest man, fur when he spoke
to me of love he told me that he could not
marry me, but be offered to devote hla life
to me ; he offered never to marry."
44 But he did not offer to marry you 7"
"You know that was impossible. So we
are parted, I suppose, forever, and this ia
why 1 am wretched."
"Jeanne," said Marie, "if be loved you—
-1 will not tsU thus to you, you are blinded
by Icve— I will tell you to think of our fa
ther, whose only hope we both • are, whose
only love we both are."
"Yes, my father, my own dear father, but
his love can not be the only love of my life."
At this moment the door opened and
Pierre himself entered the room. His daught
ers rose,and both rus-hed up to him,throwing
their arms around him.
t *My doarest father, you look sad ; tell
me what is the matter with you "
"Ah ! girls, girls, my own two children—
you are both my children, are you not 7"
"Yes."
"Something has happened that I felt wo'd
happen one of these days. It is proved to
me that some one besides me has the right
to the love of one of you."
44 Ah.! father what do you mean 7"
" Tou know your own histojy—you know
that one of you is not my daughter.
"We never liked to think of it."
"Well, children, this evening I had an ap
poimment, of whica 1 told vou nothing, so
much did I dread it. It was with an emi->
nent lawyer. He has proved distinctly the
person who claims one of you ; told me the
whole, but how am I to part with either of
you 7
"Which of us, father, is not your child 7
"Here, probably, is the puzzle ; we cannot
toll, but I canrot give up either of you, for I
love one as well as the other."
44 We both lo"e you as our father; we do
not want to leave you."
"The daughter that is not mine has neith
er father nor raorther ; it is her mother's
mother who claims her. But she will give
hrr what I cannot give, a great name, riches
and a position in society far above the one I
place her in. Which of you is'it 7"
Jeanne and Marie both kissed his cheek ;
neitherspoke. Jeanne was thinking that
the advantage set before her would remove
the obstacles which separated her from Oc
tave, but she only sighed deeply ; not for an
instant did she dream that she could ever lay
claim to all this brilliant fortune ; but Marie
taking her father's hand, calmly asked him if
there was no sign by which they sought to
recognize tbe rightful heir 7
4 4 The heiress of tho Marquis de Yalbourg
has a sign—so says a letter from her mother.
I do not think it i* love that makes them so
anxious to find her, but (be Due de Blogtsc
is heir to the property, and the revenues of
all the estates have been accumulating for
years, Until the death of this girl ia proved
the Due de Blossac cannot touch a penny.—
Jeanne , what is tho matter with you 7"
''Nothing, father, I (eel faint."
"My daning, sit down."
"Well, you must know that by an amica
ble arrangement made years ago, when the
existence of this daughter was suspected, it
was decided that when she should be found
and installed in her rights she should become
the wife of M.de Bloasac, that young, hand
some Duke, you know ; he has been here of
ten to buy diamonds—but Marie, look at
yrur sister, she has fainted."
Jeanne was conveyed to hiT room, for she
had indeed fainted. An hour afterward
Mario slowly entered the loom, where her
father was anxiously pacing the floor.
"Father," aaid Marie, "Jeanno is better
and she will sleep soon,then all will be right.
Father, have you ever had a favorite between
us 7"
"Yes ; the one who was sick when yon
were children I always loved most; now that
Jeanne is suffering and feels unhappy, why,
darling, I think I love her
"Not better than your Marie—tbat ean
never be. But would you be content to see Je
anne happy 7"
"At ary cost."
•'Tell me the sign by which the Isdy ssys
she can recognize ber granddaughter."
"A violet mark imprinted io tbe way in
which sailors mark their arms, put over the
heart."
"Then," said Marie, 44 yon must love me
best, father, for lam your child, and Jeanne
ia Duchess de Bloasac.,,
44 T0 lose one of you is terrible,my darlings;
bat Jeanne will be a great lady ; do you
think that will console her 7"
•'I do, though she will never forget us."
That night Marie knelt by Jeanne's
beside ; the door was locked and the sitters
were alone.
"Marie !" exclaimed Jeanne, "I can not
hear of this sacrifice. What right have Ito
deprive you "
"Of course, my sister. You lore the Duke;
Ido not. Ifl claim the inheritance I must
become his wife. I cannnot ;so now submit;
Still Jeanne resisted ; but Marie was firm,
find drawing aside the night dress,with t firm
and light band she pricked tho shape of a vi
olet ju-t over her sister's heart. . Then rub
bing it with gunpowder, she nude the mark
indelible.
"Now, Jeanne, said she," that is exactly like
the one on me—the one probably my poor
mother made. But I love Pierre, who has
teen to us a father, I have no taste for splent
bor. Be happy, my own sister, and do not
forget us."
So Jeatfhe, in great atate, was recognized
as the heiress of Mdrne. de Yalbourg, and a
few days afterwards was marriel with gieat
pomp and ceremony to the Due de Blossac.
For a few days she hesitatod, then she de
termined vol to accept her sister's sacrafice,
but she loved, and the temptation was to
strong. The inheritance she could have re
nounced, not Octave ; so lorever she buried
her secret in her bosom.
Without ODe pang did M*ria watch her
sister drive away in her beautiful equipage.
With a smile she looked up into her father'*
face, and he, wiping a tcstr from his eye,
pressed her to his heart ; neither then, nor
to the day of his death, ever knowing that
the child who made his home so happy, who
loved him so faithfully,a woman full ot sense,
simplicity and sensibility, was the heiress of
the house of Yalbourg and should have worn
a ducal coronet.
The Radicals and the President
The radicals are elate. They claim they
have "cornered the President." The result
of the November elections has'so encouraged
and built thein up, tbst they phipose to at
tack his reamstruction policy, tooth and nail,
as soon as Congress opens. They are already
gathering in force at Washington, for the
purpose of laying their plans for the cam
paign, "Negro suffrage or no admission" is
to be their ultimation to the Southern states.
Mr. /ohn*on will have a tough time with
the double faced humbugs who have fought
the political battles of October and November
under his banner, for the express purpose of
thereby acquiring new strength and influence
to be wielded against him. No party to this
country has heretofore been guilty of such de
liberate and despicable perfidy as this, and if
there is any moral sense left in the cotntnun
ity, if trick,chicanery, treachery, and subter
fuge are not henceforward to become legiti
mate precedents in politics, the party which
has triumphed through their aid must, in due
time, be made to rue its dishonesty in tbe
sackcloth and ashes of utter humilliatton.
Dust has been thrown in the eyes of the
people ; but their vision will soon be cleared.
The everlasting negro will be hauled into
Congress as soon as the sessioD opens, and
there he will stick, to the interruption of
public business, however pressing, until tbe
day of adjournment. We may rail this a
white man's governmeut—it is, so far as the
executive is concerned—but Sambo will be
king in the Capitol. When the restored
•rates shall knock at the doors of the Sen
ate and House of Representatives for admis
sion C uffee will stop the way. No southern
Sute that does acknowledge her right to
make senators and representatives,and to sit
with W-ite men cheek by jowl in both Hous
e will be permitted to come in out of the
cold. Such we hear is the msjorty pro
gramme. Well there is one blessing—the
radicals will show their bands, Thr perpls
will see tbem ts they are Carbon Dem.~
CATV.HIN? THX IDIA — A minister repeat
ing the first line or so of a chapter in the
Bible, the clerk by some mistake or other
read it after h>m. The clergymen read it as
follows :
"Moses was an austere man, and made
atonement for the sins of the people." The
clerk who, could not exactly catch the sen
tence, repeated thus "Moses was an oyster
man, and made ointment for tbe ah ins of tbe
people." #
"Pap," observed a young urchin of tender
years to bia "fond parent." ' does the Lord
know everything 7"
4 Yes. my son," replied the hopeful sire,
"but why do yon ask that question 7"
"Because our preacher when he prays is
•o long telling him eveaything, I thought be
wasn't posted."
Tbe parent reflected.
"Now, children, who loves all men 7 n ask
ed a School Inspector. The question was
hardlj put before a little girl, not four years
eldytptwsTsd qrrfekly, "All WOBMTV"
TERMS, 02.00 PER AMT3STJ3 SMC
Some people y a greet deal, bat eeem
never to say anything aa it ought to be said.
They give utterance to thoughts, but with
out order, aim. or purpose.
Conversation is a rational proeesejust as
much as thinking is. At least, in evary
correct train of thought, ars connected by
natural relations, so words, and sentence*,
spoken in muturl intercourse, should be
nicely fitted together. The world has so
large a number of rambling talkers—talkers
whose tongues are as fond of change as the
wind, or the running brook. Their conver
sation is a tiresome medley of observation,
made on topics chosen almost entirely at
random, inspired by the moment, and as long
lived usually. It is like a medley of odds
snd ends, many them pleasing but with
out adaptation,
We have wonderful men in Society, and
for that matter women too ; beinga who are
endowed with wonderful power, making the
tour of the globe in half an hour, and then
for the coming home by war of the
great bear, and southern cross. Wonderful
minds ! spinning their brains out in this re
markable fashion. Clutching at steam en
gines, marine cables, reaping machines, and
lightning-rods, tossing op "heads" or "tails,"
making mere child's play of iiew York city,
Niagara Falls, Mississippi, and Pike's Peak,
flying so fast from one to the other, as to
&eep one nervous for fear they iose their equi
librium.
It is really a hazardous matter for one who
is accustomed to think profoundly and accu
rately, to attempt a conversation with one,
of ibis class. It was net long since we had
the misfortune to call on one of this species
with s message that would only have taken
us the fourth part of a minute to divulgo
when suddenly a shower of words more for
midable than shell, shot or minis halls ; po
liteness forbade that we should turn our
hacks upon the fall fire, and with a courage
worthy of a better cause, we faced the bat
tery of words to the right of us, words to the
left of us, and at last, with no diminution of
the charge; we were obliged to beat a retreat
volley after volley pouring aftor us, down
the stairs, rolling through the ball, and into
the open street. Our first thought was to
write to Barnurn, but upon mature delibera
tion we determined to wait till his new mu
seum should be completed. It is very pos
sible there may be something in advance of
this by that time. If not, we shall feel in
duty bound to advise him to secure the
creature, a pretty, tame animal and would
no doubt feel perfectly at home as one of "the
hsppy family," provided they ever meat
again this side the Styx.
What a different thing "sweet sixteen"
used to be, if novelists are to be believed,
from what it is to-day. Then it was artless
and unsophistocated. blushed when spoken
to, said ''Yes, air," and No, ma'am," and was
always introduced to the reader in white
robes and flowing tresses, unconscious of its
own loreliness and of the admiration it
awakened. Perhsps the picture was a true
one, but what would it be if drawn to*day ?
Somebody, you can't call it a young woman,
for it is not womanly, nor a young iady, for
•t ts not lady-like. Girls seem so simply in
nocent, and the Bowery term "gal," the
best, if one only dared use it.
SomeDody, with its hair scraped back and
several pounds of hairdresser's ringlets pinned
on its cheeks ; with a jocky hat and feather,
and garments suitable for the carriage cos
turoe of any English woman of rank, trailing
behind it over the muddy streets, with
cheeks guiltless of any natural blush, and the
eyes that meet those of strangers ali to boldly
with queer habits of giggling and whispering,
and forming chance acquaintances ia omni
buses ; of knowing the gentleman who pass
the house to bow to; of seeing fun in pranks
which would have doomed our grandmoth
ers to solitary confinement in their rooms,
a convent or an insane asylum. With a
fixed idea that Pa is the person r to provide
the wherewithal for his daughter's extrava
gance, and that Ila't place is in thebaiemeot,
especially when beaux call, and that sweet
sixteen itself has no duty to either parent to
perform, and fulfills its mission it looks
pretty, dresses well, and finally marries, co
matter whom, so that he has moustaches
and plenty of money. So much for the real,
now for the ideal which which the novelists
I of'6s entertain of sweet sixteen. It has
passed through the tnoet myaterioos adven
tures, been betrothed for several years. It
possesses some secret power of fascination
which no man can resist. It is capable of
poisoning ita great aunt, and of stealing iti
grandfather's will. It can disguise itself in
msie attire and penetrating the dwelling of
the worst enemy, tathom bis secrets, and
circumvent h'm. It must be, yon fancy, at
least thirty odd, and and very bold and bra
zen, even at that age, bat you are told It la
but sixteen, and (be loveliest of it* sex.
Between the real specimens, which resem
ble boys ia crinoline, and the ficticious .whioh
are Lucrstia Borgiaa under age. you beooma
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LOQUACITY,
Sweet Sixteen,