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VOLUME XVII.--NUMBER 17
THE POTTER JOURNAL PUBLISHED BY M. W. Mc\laruey, Proprietor. $1.50 pa YEAR, INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. %* Devoted to the cause of Republicanism, the interests of Agriculture, the advancement • f Education, and the best good of Potter county. Owning no guide except that of Principle, it will endeaver to aid in the work of more fully Freedomiziug our Country. 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Also Masonic gather iaj.oa every Wednesday Eveitiag.for work 4-1 oractice. at their Hall in Couderspor'. ' V. C. LARRIBEE, W. M. M. W. MCALAB.VEV, Sec y. ~ JOHN S. MANN, ATTORNEY AM) COUNSELLOR AT LAW. Coudersport, Pa.. will attend the several Courts in Pouer and ITKet# Counties. All >asiaes entrusted in '.is care will .£■ fiie prompt attention. Office corner of West and Third " ARTHUR G - . OLMSTED, ATTORNEY a COUNSELLOR AT LAW. Coudersport, Pa., will attend to aii busine?> TT*ruftr(l to hilt care, with prcmptnes and filthily. Office ou Sotii-we-t co.'utr ot Main snd Fourth strecis. ISAAC BENSON. ATTORNEY AT LAW. Co udersport. Pa., will attend to all business entrusted to him, with care and promptness. Office on Second st., near the Allegheny Bridge. F. \V. KNOX, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Co iderspo-t. Pa., will regularly attend the Courts in Po.ter ai. . the adjoining Counties. - o. T~ ELLISON. PRACTICING PHYSICIAN. Couder- >ort,Pa. respectfully informs the citixens of the Til lage and vicinity that he v i. ' ..y :t --spond to all calls for professional services. Office on Main St.. in bu .uing iorme:ij o cupied by C. W. Eh is. Es-i- C. S. k E. A. JONES, DEALERS IN DRUGS, MEDICINES. PAINTS Oils. Fancy Articles, Stationery. Dry Good:, Groceries, Ac.. Main st , Coudersport. Pa. DTETO L MS TED, DEALER IN DRY GOODS, READY-MADE Clothing, Crockery. Groceries. Ac., .Main st., Coudersport, Pa. COLLINS SMITH, DEALER in Dry Goods, Groceries, Provisions. Hardware, Queens ware, Cutlery, and ail Goods usually found in a country Inore. — Coudersport Nov. 27, 1861. ' COUDERSPORT HOTEL, 0 F. GLASSMIRE, Proprietor. Corner o- Main and >econd Streets, Coudersport. Pot ter Co., Pa. A Livery Stable is also kept in conneci tion with this Hotel. H. J. OLMSTED, DEALER IN STOVES. TIN k SHEET IRON "WARE, Main St.. nearly opposite the Court House, Coudersport. Pa. Tin and Sheet fron Ware made to order, in good style, on short notice. VU. H. MILLER J- C. M ALARSKY. MILLER A SIcAMRSEI, ATT 0 R N E Y S-AT-L A W, IIARRISBURG, PA., A GENTS for the Collection of Clan s J\_ against the United States and State Gov ernments, such as Pension. Bounty, Arreai - of-Pj &c. Address Box 95, Harrisburg, Pa. Pension Bounty and War Claim Agency. PENSIONS procured for soldiers of the present war who are disabled by reason of wounds received or disease contractracted while in the service of the United States : aca pensions, bounty, and arrears of ; ay obtained for widows or heirs of those who have died or been kiPed while in service. Ail lette of inquiry promtly answered, and on receipt by mail of a statement of the case of claimant I will forward the necessary papers for their •ign&ture. Fees in Pension cases as fixed by law. RBFBRESCES.— Hon. ISAAC BEXSOX, Hon. A G. OLMSTED, J. S M.A.NS. E-q.. F. W. Ksox Esq. DAN BAKER, Claim Agent Couderport Pa. Jane 8, *64. -ly. HOWARD ASSOCIATION. PHILADELPHIA, PA. DISEASES of the Nervous. Seminpl, Urina ry and sexual st stems —new and reliable treatment — in reports of the HOWARD AS SOCIATION—sent by mail in sealed letter envelopes, free of charge. Address, Dr. J SKILLIN HOUGHTON, Howard Association No 7 South Ninth Street, Philadelphia, Pa. - !3jylBSL HAITIaC. [Suggested by the engraving "Rosalie."] Little white violets down in the woods, — White, with the merest purple stain, — Bud and blossom, but do not fade 'Till he shall stand by my side again ! I think there was never in all the world So fair a covert as this of mine.— That never through duskier clouds of trees Did the lights of sunset shine. Brave trees, strong with with the Winter storms, Fair trees, rattling with dewy leaves ! Music and Silen'Ce, Land in hand, Keep tryst beneath them,these golden eves. Since the wonderful Naiads died. Softly the brook goes singing alone.— 1 And a half-regret for its minstrels lost, I think, 'tis breathing to every stone ! Beautiful shadow?, fast asleep, Hidden here in the Summer woods, Will ye blossom at twilight into darks. As roses break from their burning buds ? Sweet with the breath of the clover fields, The merriest breezes come and go, Swinging the boughs of the Summer trees In the lights and shadows to and fro But dearest of all dear thing in the wood, Are these white Sowers touched with a purple stain : Sweet little violets down in the grass, Why are ye ditshed,with joy,or with pain? He gathered a handful of the;?, that day, Trailing, tho' sudden bis eye? grew dim, He fastened them in my braided hair, — To, bud and blossom and wait for him ! July, 1865. EVA. I.VDLR SI'SI'JLCIO.Y. "Uncle Joseph, will you see to the lug gage "Certainly, madam," I replied. I al ways called my brother's second wife "madam ;" we never quarreled, but eacb thought the other was the most dLagreo abie person in the universe; and as we each knew what the other thought, it may be imagined our intercourse was not of a very cordial kind. I did see the lugg3ge and then took tickets f r the party for the York express by the Great Noitbero Railway. Fortunately, we bad a compartment to ->urselve=, that is, Mrs. Webster, my niece Clara and myself. "Clara, my dear, you look as ill as you can look ; no one would think that to morrow was your wedding day." "Do I look ill, mamma?" said Clara, dreamily. "Yes, my dear, sr.d wretched too. I wonder you've not more sense at your age —a girl of twenty five and breaking her heart for love of a man who for four years has not taken the slightest notieeof you." "Why, it was one of the conditions. Mrs. Wt.-b.-ter, that he should not write,' I exclaimed. Clara said nothing, but looked Lei thanks at her old uncle. "However, Uncle Joseph, he ought to have come lack and taken his dismissal quietly. I have no patience with these poor men blighting a girl's chance of get ting well settled in life in this way ; how ever, thank goodness, it's all over now, the f jur years are gone this three months and to morrow you will be the happy wife of a man whose age will command your re spect, and whose position will secure you every comfort." "And one maroms, vrlictn nothing on earth but my solemn promise to my poor dear father would make me call husband." "Well, my dear, it's fortunate for your future interests that you made that "prom ise. j'm sure that Mr. Tredgar is a man after my own heart. If I hadn't other views for tny children's sake, I should have set my cap at him myself. "Urn sure, madam, Mr. Tredgar would fee! only too much honored if he knew your sentiments ; the candid avowal of them is, I think, highly calculated ta add to Clara's happiness under the existing: circumstances." "Well, you know, Uncle Joseph, I am candid to a fault." "Decidedly, madam, most decidedly," I replied, a remark which caused Mrs Webster to read a yellow covered novel for some time in silence, though shortly afterwards she dropped asleep. Clara stole to my side of the carriage, aDd leaned her head upon my shoulder. "Oh, Uncle, I wish I were dead; can it be so very wroDg to die ? I am so wretched 1 dread to-morrow. Oh ! why will not God pity me, and take awayjmv life ?" "My dear Clara, don't, there's a good child; it's wicked to talk in this way; life must be born ; I have felt as you feel and yet I live, and am Dot positively un bappy ; <. nly a vague, shadowy regret for what tuight have been stands like a cloud between me and anyjbappiness that might be mine. Yoars are keen sufferings,but bear them patiently, and use will dull the pain." But, uncle, why did be not let me hear from him, as mamma says ? ' "Because he was a man of honor; the four years were up only last April, and ibis is but July ; who can tell where be is? Wherever he is, be is faithful and true, I know." "Oh ! uncle, God bless you for those words; I know iv too, but what can I do". jjebcicd io of iJcmcdfscd, ib; of fcjoirgiiitj, COUDERSPORT, POTTER COUNTY. PA., TUESDAY AUGUST 2, 1865. f cannot delay longer; my poor father's dying words, my eolemn promise to mar ry this man, my stepmother's persecution, what can Ido ? Three months have 1 fought, and now I wish I could lie dowD and die. Oh, uncle, is there no escape 7 [ have such a dread that he will come back after I am married, and then —Oh it would bo worse than death to see him ! The temptation I—Oh ! why cannot I die ?" "Poor child ! my poor child was all I could utter. Bound by a vow made at her father's deathbed, she was going the next day to marrv a man who was old enough to be her father, aod who, Lnt for the fact of his persisting in his claim, spite of her openly expressed dislike to him, was es teemed a very good kind of a man. True, Ciara was beautiful and aecom plished beyoDd the average of women of her class, and it would be 3 struggle to anv man to give up sach a prize, backed as he was by the assurance of the step mother that it was only a girlish fancy, and that love coming after marriage was more to be trusted and more lasting thaD if it came before; I confess I was but a poor counseller under such circumstances still I loved her very truly; she was al most as my own daughter, for I was a childless widower, and I would have giv en my life to save her. But it was im possible, and to morrow would seal her fate. It was not a pleasant journey, that.— Mrs. Webster read and siept at intervals the whole time, and when she slept Ciara nestled close to me. We arrived at York about six o'clock, and just as the train was slackening speed into the station, a guard jumped on to the footboard,locked or unlocked the door.and remained there until the train stopped. "Have you all ycur parcels, madam ?" "Ail. thank you, Uncle Joseph, except my umbrel'a —oh 1 that's under the seat/ isaid Mrs. Webster. "Now, guard, unlock this door. "Are you with that youDg lady, sir?" pointing to my niece. "Yes, certainly, unlock the door." "Better not make a fuss, sir." "Fuss ! what do you mean ?" The, man who esemed to be looking out for somebody dow, asked, "All right, sir?" •'All right," said the station master, coming to the door,and opening it: "This way, miss." "What does this mean ?" "Step into my office, I dare say it's all right. Better not say too much out here you know. We followed him through the little crow I of passengers and porters, accom panied by a policeman in uniform. As we passed we heard fragmentary obser vations of a most pleasing kind. "Which is it ?" ea'd some one. "It's the girl I think." "No, it's the old worur.n.=he looks as if she'd do any one a mischief if it suited her." "Old man look 3 too soft for anything.' and so forth. We went into the office, and I indig nantly turned to the station master: ! "What is the meaning of this, sir ?" "0!i 1 it's very simple, sir :—a tele gram has arrived from the police in Lou ion with orders to stop this young lady; here it is." j I took it ana read : "The young lady looking very ill,dress ed in black silk mantle, white straw bon net with flowers, is to be detained at the station tiil the arrival of the officer by the afternoon mail. She is seated in the middle compartment of the third first class carriage from the end of the train. Her present Dame is Clara Webster. To avoid the possibility of mistake, she has a diamond ring on the third finger of the left hand, with words 'From Herbert' en graved on the inside." It certainly was a correct description, and the name —there might be two Clara Websters, though. "Let me see your left hand, dear." She pulled off her glove, and there was the ring. "Let mc see that ring with the diamond on it." "Uncle, what does this mean ? Is any thing wrong at home?" "I'll tell you presantiy, dear; give me the riDg." She took it off and gave it me, and I read 'From Herbert" on the inside. "Why. that's the ring Mr. LaDgley gave yuu-" "What has he to do with this ?" eaid Mrs. Webster. "Perhaps be " "He what, madam ?" "Perhaps it did not belong to him, I was going to say." I saw it was no use to straggle ; when the officer came down he would explain the mistake. "Where can we wait?" I said. "Wait, Uncle Joseph, what for ?" "Madam, this telegram orders the ar rest of your daughter, and her detention here till the arrival of an officer from London," "But what for T' "I cannot tell yon ; it is useless to com plain now; we must wait." "I shall do nothing of the kind ; I shall at once go and get my brother and Mr. Tredgar to come down." "Pray don't madam : there's no occa sion to make more Doise about this mat- I ter than can be helped." "1 shall remain with Clara; you had ' better go on and say we are coming very 1 shortly." "Your instructions don't include this iady or myself?" I asked. "Not at all, sir; you are both free to go at anytime, but the young iady must • stay." | "Where V 1 "Well, sir, I'm sure there's some mis take, and was so from the moment I saw the young lady, sc if you'll give me your word not to go away 1 11 take you into my house out of the bustle of the statioo." Mrs. Webster warn off, and Clara and I went out to the house. "What can it be, Uncle?" "Can't say my dear; it will be some thing to laugh at by and by, though it's uot pleasant now." "But about the ring ?—do you think it possible that it's what mamma | said ?" "Possible ! my dear, it's ridiculous i it's a hundred years old, and 1 dare say it belonged to his mother before he gave ;t to you." "I can't think what it can be." "Dont think about it. It is a mistake that is all; it will be all cleared up in *i tew hours. We will have some dinner and pass the time as well as we can." "Do you know, uncle, I feel almost glad of this ; it seem 9 like a break in the dullness ; it puts off my wedding at least a week. Mamma herself could not press it for to morrow, after this." We had dined, and got to be quite • cheerful and laughed over the blunder as ; we sat at the window, w'ntu a rap at the : door startled us both. "Come in." A gentleman entered. "Miss Webster?" Clara bowed. "Miss Clara Webster?" he eaid, read ing the name from a letter. Clara bowed again. lie handed her the letter, which she opened, read, and dropped on the floor, exclaiming : "Thank God 1 thank God 1 0 uncle 1 I am so happy 1" and then fell into a chair fainting. I picked up the letter, and calling the people of the house, very soon brought her to, and we were od Cc 01" 0 VTii<-' the bearer of the note, which ran as fol lows : "Tredgyr IIALL. "Mr Francis Tredgar presents his com pliments to Mi; 3 Webster, and beg 3 to state that he must decline the fulfillment of his promise to make hex his wife. The unhappy circumstances of Miss Webster's public arrest, on the charge of being in possession of a diamond ring, stolen by her former lover, will at ODee account to her for this decision ; Mr. Tredgar's wife must be above suspicion. "Mr Tredgar also begs to inform Miss Webstc-r that the services of his solicitor Mr. Blake (the bearer.) are at her dispo sal." "Weil, Mr. Blake," said I "you see we shall not require your services; I shall wait the event, and, if it is not cleared up, shall employ my own solicitor in the mat. ter. Will you present my kind regards to Mr. Francis Treadgar, aod express my own and my niece's admiration of his gentlemanly courtesy and kindness? I would write to him if I did not consider a correspondence with euch a miserable cowardly scoundrel was too utterly de grading to be thought of." "I shall faithfully convey your message sir, and allow me to assure jou that I was quite ignoraot cf the contents of the let- j ter, and that it shall be the last time I ever bear one from him ; and now a3 you will not let me help you a3 his solicitor, allow me to proffer my services as a friend.' "With all my heart, Mr. Blake ; come in. here a few minutes before the train comes iu, and we ehall be glad of your help." "Was I not right, uncle dear?" said Clara, as soon as we were alone. "Oh 1 you can't tell how happy I am ; I eaD live now. O this glorious mistake lit is the most fortunate thing that has hap pened to me in all my life. Now you are ulad aren't you ?" and she came up to me, < "With ail hope s torches lit in both her eyes. and kissed me, and would have me speak. ''Yes, darling, I aia glad—more glad than I can find words to tell. Your fate linked to such a man as this scoundrel, would have been a living death. I am heartily glad, Clara." "This way, sir. The young person is ia rny house; she gave her word not to. attempt to leave ; the old gentleman it with her." This we heard through the door as the station master came alone the passage. — Our friend, Mr. Blake, had arrived some time before. The station master entered, and behind him a tall, broad shouldered man, witL bushy beard and moustaehe concealing all the lower part of his face. '•Will you have a light, sir?" said the station master to the officer. ''Thank yon; no." Clara started at the sound of the voice, and laid her band on mine. "Now, my good mao," began Mr.Blake, "perhaps you'll explain this matter; you telegraphed down from London to stop this lady, and here she is. Now, if you please, explain." "This gentlemen/' I said to the officer, "is my niece's legal adviser. I assume it is a mistake ; still, we shall be glad of ■ your explanation. You are a detective, I presume ?" "No, sir, I am not; my name is "Herbert! Herbert Imy dear Herbert, it is you." Clara had gone to him, and he was clasping her in his strong arms, while her face was hidden in his great beard. "My own, my darling, my own true Jarling ! She loves me Etill." But why describe their meeting? Mr. Biske said to me at once: "My dear sit-, I am not wanted here, and I doubt if you are," and we left them. In half an hour we thought it possible we might be less in the way, and we went in. They sat on the sofa at a most sus piciously great distance from each other, and looked as happy and foolish as pos sible. "And now, my dear Herbert, please to explain to us what it has taken you at least half an hour to make clear to my Deice." "Well, my dear uncle—l may call you uncle 7" "Oh yes; a month sooner is not much consequence." "Don't uncle," said Clara. "You know how I went away with just enough to pay for tools, and outfit and I passage. I went to California, to the ! diggings, and was lucky, got a good claim, worked it, made a little money, took shares in a machine, worked the claim, improved the machinery, became mana ger, director, and got rich, started six months ago to come home for Clara, took the fever at Panama, was down for two months there, not able to move hand or foot, and arrived only last night in Liv pool. There I met an old friend, and heard all the news —poor Webster's death,the promise, and the rest,and above all,that to-morrow was the day. I started by the first train to get to London,think ing that the marriage would take place there, and that I should be in time. — Looking out of the windows of the carri age as the trains were passing each ether at Peterborough I saw Clara and her mother ; I did not see you. I was mad ; the trains had both started, I could not get out. There was Clara going from me, and I going from her, as fast as ex press trains could take us. What could Ido ? I knew nothing of where she was going, and yet my information was posi tive that she was go'mg to be married to morrow, solely because she would keep her promise. "Can you wonder at tny doing as I did ? The train did not stop till it reached Lon don, and I found that by the time I had hunted up the address to which you had gone, fiom the servants at home, I should have lost the last train, and not been able to get here till long past midnight. What to do I could net think, "In the carriage io which I sat some body had been talking about the murder er Taweli, and the telegraph, the police on the doorstep, and so cn. It all flashed across ray mind in an instant. "I went to the telegraph office, and looking in, saw there was only a young lad there. "I weot in and called him " 'Can you telegraph to York for me ?' " 'Certainly, sir.' "I wrote the telegram you saw. " 'You must Eign this, sir.' " 'No, I must not, young man,' and I drew him toward me by the shoulder. "My name is Field, Inspector field;, you understand I" "Oh, certainly, sir. Did you catch that man the other day ? I heard of it from one of our clerks " "Ob, yes, caught him safe and sound ; he's in Newgate now.'' "Indeed, sir," said the lad. " 'You'll send that at once, the train's due in less than an hour. I'll see yon do it.' "He did send it, and as I heard the! click, click, fclick, it was like the throb of a new heart circulating fiery bmod in my arteries, for I knew it would enable me to see yon, Clara, dear, and then I came down, as you see, by this train, and I feel disposed now to embrace ad the telegraph clerks ia the kingdom.'' TERMS.- $1.50 PER ANNUM. "Well, young man, it's a dangerous game; I suppose you are aware it is so offence not lightly punished to pretend you're an officer of the police," E-id >lr. Blake, "My dear Mr. Blake, if it was death ou the instant of discovery, and I was ia the same strait, I should do the sam thintr over again." "You must find a prosecutor, Mr, Biake," said Clara, "aod as I, the prin cipal person concerned, am not going to prosecute the officer, I tLink he will escape." "But why," said I, "did you not tele graph to Clara direct ?" "Because I feared that Mrs. Webster might possibly have prevented our meeting. Mr. Blake left us with Lis eyes twink ling, and muttering to me something about "servitude for life." A month after this I had the pleasure of giving away my niece to Herbert, and in two months more I bad the pleasure of reading in the 'Jirnes the announce ment of the marriage of Mrs. Webster to Francis Tredgar, Esq., of Tredgar Hall, to which ceremony, 1 need scarcely say, I was Dot invited. Clara and Herbert and I live together, and to this day he is spoken of amongst Lis intimates a* Herbert L-angley, "tLat active and intelligent officer." Wives and Husbands. With a wife comes a certain loss of freedom,which is irksom to wilful natures. This a man (who is a very short sighted creature) never thinks of until after the object of his love is his. Waking thor oughly to the conciousness that lie i 3 a married man, he finds in his honse a per son who has an absolute claim on bis at tention, bis time, Lis affection, 3nd his service. He is surrounded by new con ditions. All bis movements must start from a new centre. Mr. JoDes before marriage,could harness his pony and drivo wherever impulse might direct; but Mr. Jones after marriage,is obliged to rcmem- :ber that Mrs. JuDes is in the house and would like to accompany him —a fact,con sidering the way towards which the po ny's bead is turned, and the old eompan j ions who lived on the way, that it is not wholly agreeable to Mr. Jones. A uew item comes mto ail his calculations. Mr. Jones' life, which was once a skein of silk,has become a stick of twist,and the strand which he contributed cannot bo separated from its fellow without a snarl, Mr. Jones finds himself tied to Mrs Jones for life, and also finds that certain free dom which he enjoyed before marriago cannot, with propriety, be eajojed after marriage. This troubles Mr. Jooe3 a little He has half a mind to rebel.—- What business has a woman to to inter • fere with him ? Perhaps he rebels with a whole mind. Thousands do, and by the failure to adapt themselves rationally to their new connections inaugurate a life of discord or indifference. Absorption in business or professional pursuits is, perhaps, the grand cause of estrangement between married lives. Ia France there is a saying that "Tobacco is the tomb of love" —French love, proba bly. In America business is the tomb of love. It is hard if not impossibe.for two great passions to live in the same heart at the same time. It is difficult to lovo woman and Mammon, as it is to servo God and Mammon. The love of 3 man for bis wife must bo the grand, enduring, all absorbing passioa of his life, or woman is defrauded c? her right. The man who, when his wife ia won, turns the whole energy of his life into business, making that an end which should only be a means,is married only it> name. There is no narcotism of affection like the strong love aod ceaseless pnrsu.t of money. Turning gradually away from the quiet soeiety of their wifes and the enjoyments of their homes, tcosl men yield themselves to the pursuit o I wealth and iu the fierce excitements of their en terprise, lose a taste for the calm delight# of domestic life At the close of a day's labor, they bring borne weary b'cii:-s and worn minds. Nothing is saved for their homes &r their wive. Their evenings ar stupid and fretful, and the pillow and forgetfulness are welcomed as a release from ennui.—Hours at Hume. As Father Taylor was giving a temper ance address in Pocky Hill ineeting-houso a certain drunkard was so mueh offended by his severe but truthful remarks, that he rose up and began to hiss the speaker, lustaDtly Father Taylor turned the atten tion of the large audience to the insolent rowdv, and then forcibly said, as he point ed to his victim, "There's a red no6e got into cold water, don't you hoar it hiss." The following is a copy of a letter re ceived by a village schoolmaster: "i*ur, as you are a man of no'iedge, I intend to inter my son in your skull." Landseer defines photography to L-s 'justice without mercy.''