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The undersigned having lately pur, based the " BUEHLER HOUSE " property , has already com menced such alterations and improven ei ts as will render this old and popular House rqutil, if not supe rior, to any Hotel in the City of Harrisburg. A continuance of the public patronage is refpect fully solicited. GEO. J. BOLTON WALL'S HOTEL, LATE AMERICAN HOUSE, TUNKHANNOCK., WYOMING CO., PA. THIS establishment has recently been refitted an furnished in the latest style Every attention will be given to the comfort and convenience of those wee patronize the House. T. B WALL, Owner and Proprietor , Tunkhannock, September 11, 186.1. NORTH BRANCH HOTEL, MF.SHOPPEN, WYOMING COUNTY, PA Wm. H. CORTRIGHT, Prop'r HAVING resumed the proprietorship of the above Hotel, the undersigned will spare no e'fort to Vender the house an agreeable place oi sojourn for til who may favor it with their custom. Wm. II COKTUIGHT. Juno, 3rd, 1863 UK. J. C. BKCTKR.II 7 " PHYSICIAN & SURGEON, Would respectfully announce to the citirensofWy ming, that he has located at Tunkhannock where he will promptly attend to all calls in the line of hie profession. Will bo found at home on Saturdays of each week IRaits §Mtl, TOWANRA, RA. D- B. BARTLET, .(Lute of the BIRAINARP ELMIRA, N. Y. PROPRIETOR. The MEANS HOTEL, i-one of the LARGEST end BEST ARRANGED Houses in the country—lt le fltted up in - TO GIVE SATIS- a Q^°® ce oT ° f Tuttun'i Law Office, near the Po tee. ItVI ©Billet. From the Scranlon Register. WORLD(LY) CONCLUSIONS. BT STELLA OF LACKAWANNA. The world is a nettling world at best, And will chafe you sooner or later : In fact 'tis rough as a chestnut-burr, Or a rasping nutmeg giater : Especially if you happen to be Endowed with a sympathy human, For the frailties of sinful brother man— Or worse—of an erring woman. The world is a pleasant spot enough, If you only choose to take it And its stupid mummeries with a smile : Tis the best that you can make it : Never a need to mope aod mourn O'er it follies, and its troubles : Weep if you will with the chdd.of ill, But laugh at its air-blown bubbles. The world is a carnal one, alas, With a vulgar taste for quarrels ; And the biggest dog in the fight i s best, Whatever its code of morals : Where the gold-god kisses his finger-tips lothe foois in life's grand revel ; And virtue parleys, then leads the dance With the world, the flesh and the devil. A cheating old world, as all men know Would they condescend to own it, And truth so rare 'mong the pearls they wear That knavery scarce may loan it For an hour or so, to play the saint At an Aldermanic dinner, Though conscience peer from a dainty roast, To threaten tbo famished sinner. A frolicking,frolicking world all 'round To the butterflies of fashion, Whose lives at best, are a soulless jest Too cold for the piny of pa sion ; And.nil too careless to note the sweep 01 humanity's wreck-strewn river, Where souls go down to a shore unknown With a plunge, and a deathful shiver. Do wh it wc will,'tis a bungling world. And the less we plan the better ; As well stand still on the tread-mill,, wheel, And accept our fate to the letter : We may struggle and strive and t-:g and toil lor a throne or a daily ration And ten to one, when it all is done, 'Tis a huge miscalculation. 'Tis often said that the world's a stage, And we are the wretched players : We act our part with an aching heart, And bow our best at the brayers : And behind the scenes ttiere crouch the ghosts Of a thousand desolations, Though, gallerv.pit an l dome resound With tumultuous acclamations. A wearying, worrying, hurrying world, Where tha wisest loose their senses : And the whole when weighed but a masquerade, Of the shallowest pretenses r But a comfortable world, at last If we only rightly view it, And though we abuse it with might and main. Most insanely we pursue It. BILL ARP ADDRESSES ARTEMUS WARD, ROME, Ga., Sept. 1, 1865. Mr. Artemus Ward, Showman, Sur:— The resun I write to you in partickler, are bekaus you are about alllhe man I know in all "God's country," so {.ailed. Far sum several weeks I liav been wantia tu say sumtbin. For sum several years we rebs, so called , but now late of said country de ceased, hav been try 111 mity hard to do sumthin. We didn't quite do it, and now t's very painful, I assure you, to dry up all of a --uilden and make out like we wasn't thar. My friend, I want to say sumthin. I aupprae there is no law agin thinkin, but ibinkin don't help me. I don't let down my thermometor. I must explode myself generally so as to feel better. You see I'M tryin to harmonize. I'm tryir. to soften clown my feelings, I'm endeavorin to subju gate myself to the level of surroundin cir cumstances, so called. But I can't do it until I am allowed to say somethin. I want to quarrel with somebody and then make friends. I ain't no giant killer. I ain't no Norwegian bar. I ain't boar con strikter : but I'll be hornswaggled if the talkin and the writin and the slanderin has got to be all done on one sida any longer.— Sum of your folks has got to dry up or turn our folks loose. It's a blame outrage, so called. Ain't your editors got nothin else to do but to peck at us, and squib at us, and crow at us ? Is every man what kan write a paragraf to consider us as bars in a cage, and be always a jobbin at us to hear us growl ? Now you see, my friend,that's what's disharmonious, and do you just tell cm, one and all, e pluribus unura, so-called, that if they don't stop it at once, or turn us loose to say what we please, why we rcbs, so-called, have unanimously and jointly and reverely resolved—to—to—to—think very hard of it—if not harder. That's the way to talk it. I ain't agwine to commit myself. I know when "TO SPEAK HIS THOUGHTS IS EVERY FREEMAN'S RlGHT."—Thomas Jefferson. TUNKHANNOCK, PA., WEDNESDAY, DEC. 13, 1865. to put on the brakes. I aint agwine to say all I think, like Mr. Etheridge, or Mr. Adderig no called* Nary time. No, sir But I'll jest tell you,Artemus, and yon may tell it to your show : If we aint allowed to express our sentiments, we take it out in ha tin ; and hatin runs heavy in my family sure. I hated a man so bad once that all the hair cum off my head, and the man drowned himself in a hog-waller that night, I kould do it agin, but you see I'm tryin to harmonize, to acquiesce, to bekum kalm and screern. , Now, I suppose that, poetrka'ly speak in, 1 In Dixie's fall We sinned all." But talkin the way I see it, a big feller and a little feller, so called, got into a fite, and they fout and fout and fouta long time and every body all around kept hollerin hands off, but kept helpin the big feller, until finally the little feller caved in and hollered enuf. lie made a bully flte, I tell you, Selah. Well, what did the big feller do ? Tcke him by the hand and help him up' and brush the dirt off his clethes ? Nary time ! No, sur ! But he kicked him arter he was down, and throw ed mud on him, and dragged him about and . ''bed sand in his eyes, and now he's gwine about huntin up bis poor little prop erty. Wants to confiskate it so called— Blame ray jacket if it aint enuf to make your head swim. But I'm a good Union man— no-called. I aint agwine to fite no more. I slian' vote for the next war. I ain't a gorilla.— I've done tuk the oath, and I'm gwine to keep but as f.r ray bfcin subjugated, and bumilyated, aud amalgamated, and enerva ted, as Mrs. Chase says, it ain't so—nary time. I aint ashamed of nuthin neither— ain't repentin—ain't asking for no one horse, short-winded pardon. Nobody need'nt be playin priest around me. I ain't got no twenty thousand dollars.— Wish I had ; I'd give it to these poor wid ers and orfins, I'd fatten my own numer ous and interesting offspring in about two minits and a half. Theyshould'nt eat roots and drink brarch water no longer. Poor, unfortunate things ! to cum into this sub loonary world at sicli a time. There's four or five of'em that never saw a siikus or a monkey show—never had a pocket knife, nor a piece of cheese, nor a resin. There is Bull Run Arp, and Harper's Ferry Arp, and Chickahominy Arp, that never seed the picters in a spelling book, j tell you my friend, we are the poorest people on the face of the earth—but we are poor and proud. We made a bully fite, Selah ! and the whole Amerikin nation ought to feel proud of it. It shows what Amerikins can do when they think they are imposed on —"so-called ." Didn't onr four fathers fit" bleed aud die about a little tax on tea, who not one in a thousand drunk it? Bekaus they sukseeded, wasent it glorious ? But if they hadent, I suppose it would be trea - son, and they would have been bowin and scrapie round King George for pardon. So it goes, Artemus, and to my mind, if the whole thing was stewed down, it would make about a half a pint ofhumbng. We had good men, great men, Christian men, who thought we was right, and many ol 'era have gone to the undiskovercd coun try, aud have got a pardon as is a pardon. When I die, I'm mity willin to risk my self under the shadow of thair wings, whether the climate be hot or cold. So mote it be. Selah ! Well, maybe I've said enuf. But 1 don't feel easy yit. Iv'e had my breeches died blue, and I've got a blue bucket' and I very often feel blue and about twice in while I go to the doggery and git blue and when I look up at the blue sernlean heavens and sing the raelancholly choryus of the Blue- tailed fly. I'm doing my dn andest to haimonize, and think I could succeed if it wasn't tor somethings. When I see a Mack-guard going arourd Ihc stieets with a gun on his shoulder, why right then, for a few minutes I hate the whole Yankv nation The institution what was handed down to us by the heav enly kingdom of Massachusetts now put over us with power, and ball. Har monize tho devl! Ain't we human beings? Am't we got eyes and ears and feebu'and thinkin"? Why the whole of Afriky has come to town, woman and chil dran, and babies and baboons and all. A man can tell how fur it is to the city by the smell better than the mile post. They won't work for us and they wont work for themselves, and they'll perish to death this winter as shor as the devil is a hog so called. They are now baskin' in the sum , mar's sun, living on roasting, ears and free ' dom with nary idee that winter will come agin, or that castoroil and salts cost money. Sum of 'em' a hundred years old, are whin in' around about going to cawlcge. The truth is, my friend, sum body's badly fool ed about this biztiess. Sumbody has draw ed the elefatii! in the lottery, and don't know what to do with him. He's just throwin' his snout about loose, and by and by he'll hurt sumbody; These niggers will have to go back to the plantations and work. I ain't going to support nary one of'era, and when you hear anybody ay so, you can tell 'em "it's a lie" so called. I golly, I ain't got nothing to wpport my self on. We fout ourselves out of every thing exceptin' children and land, and I suppose the lands are to be turned over to the niggers for grave-yards. Weil, my friend, I don't want much. I aint ambitious, as I used to wnz. You all have got your shows, and munkeys,and sirkusscs, and brass bands and orgiris, and can play 011 the petrolyum and the harp of a thousand strings, and so on, but I've only got one favor to ax of you, I want enuff powdej to kill a yaller stump-tail dog, that prowls round my premises at night. Pon honor, I wont shoot at any thing blue or black or mulattci. Will you send it ? Are vou and your foaks, so skeered of me and my foaks, that you wont let us livae eny arnumsluin ? Are the squirrels and crows and black rakoons to eat up our poor little corn patches! Are the wild turkeys to gobble all around us with im punity ? If a mad dog takes the hiderfoby, is the while community to run itself to death to get out of the way? I golly !it looks like your pupal had all tuk the reb elfoby fur good, aod was never gwine to git over it. See here, my friend, you must send me a little powder and a ticket to your show, and me and you will harmonize sertin! With these few remark# I think I feel better, and hope j haint made nobody Fitin mad, for I'm uot on that line at this time. lam trooly your friend—