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Advertisements inserted at one dollar per kquaro for the first, and fifty cents for each eubsequent insertion. A liberal discount made on yearly advertisements. 1 square, (ten lines) ono year $10 00 2 squares one yoo r 15 00 3 squares one year , . . 18 00 For one half of a column 2 00 1 square six months 7 00 U squaros six months 10 00 3 squares six months . 13 00 Forone half of a column 20 00 1 square three months 6 50 2 squares three months 8 00 3 squares three months 10 00 FROM TETERSON's MAGAZINE. IN LOVE OR NOT IN LOVE! THAT IS THE OTJESTION. BY E. W. DEWES. The amount of it is,' said handsome Henry Harvey to his friend Tom R., at the end of a long and confidcntiolconversa tion,'tho amount of it is, I'm in a con founded scrapo. I've gone a little too far, perhaps, in my attention ; the girl's over head and ears in love with me, and I don't see how I'm to got out of it with honor. I don't like the idea of broken hearts, and all that sort of thingbut what is a fellow to do? I've no more thought of marrying than I have of turn ing preacher. Come, give us your ad vice, old fellow!' Tom eyed his friend with a merry twin kle in his eye. A sagacious ond mis chievous smile played round the corner of his mouth. Nothing easier in life than to get out of the scrape, as you call it, if you want to.' How? how!' asked Harvey, eagerly. You say she's handsome, witty, aimia blc and accomplished?' Yes.' Well, then,' knockingrtho ashes from bis cigar, 'she's just the wifo I want, and I'll take her off your hands.' Absurd!' cried Harvey, trying to turn Into a pleasant smile the frown which suddenly darkened his face. 'Impossi ble, Tom,' he continued, amiably, 'it would never do. In the first place, you would not suit each other in the least there would be no congeniality of dispo sition, intellect, &c.' - j 'Is she, then, so decidedly my inferior?' asked Tom. Inferior?' cricd'Harvey, firing up with sudden indignation. 'I don't know the man she's inferior to. She's a glorious creatuic, I tell you!' Well, where's your objection, then?' Well, I meant perhaps I'm not very civil to say so, Tom but the fact is, tho' you are the best fellow in the world, you're sometimes a little rough.'and she's so'sen sitive and refined, that that besides, as I told you, Tom confound it as I told you, she's in love with me, there's the rub,' and he rubbed his hands) together with returning spirit, as if he had hit the idea he had been, vainly seeking for, at last. Thank you, Harvey for your compli mentary hints,' said Tom, as he watched the ascending smoke of his cigar, 'but on the whole, notwithstanding my extreme diffidence, I believe I don't take quite so low an estimate of my character as you do. And as regards her being so desper ately in love, and all that, I know how much that means. Trust me for that. Nothing for curing a girl of a fancy for one lover like the appearance of another. Why if the odds were equal in other re spects, the novelty gives the last comer such an incalculable advantage, that there is no doubt of his success. Besides, in this case we will have the advantage of playing into each other's hands. You have only to hold off at first to give me a chance. You play cold, while I play warm, and I bet you a box of cigars I win the day "as easy as kissing," as the la dies say.' I think you are very much mistaken,' said Harvey, stiffly, in a tone of pique and annoyance Well, shall I try, aye or no?' asked Tom. Oh. certainly, certainly, 1 should bo so much obliged of course,' said Harvey, whose manner presented the greatest con trast to his air of boastful security at the beginning of the conversation. The same evening Tom accompanied Harvey to MissNorthwood's house. He found her all and more than all Harvey had described. He was indeed charmed with her grace and beauty. The conversation, after the first prelim inary commonplaces, fell on the works of art and the wondrous galleries of Eu rope. Tom had been an intelligent trav eller, and was in his element on this sub ject. He had much ol interest to say, and found much pleasure in answering Miss Northwood's discriminating ques tions. Harvey, who had never traveled, was of necessity silent, and thro n quite into the shade. From this subjset the transition was THE PUBLISHED WEEKLY, BY VOLUME 1. easy and natural to music; and hero too Tom was at home. In fact, music was his strong point. He was an accomplish ed musician, with all a musician's enthu siasm for the art. Soon he and Miss N. were sottled at tho piano singing, hum ming snatches of airs, admiring, compar ing tastes, ecstacizing as enthusiastic lov ers of music will. ' 'Do you know this little air?' asked Tom, 'I learned it in Venice, and it is, I think, peculiarly beautiful. It rooms to carry with it n perfume of Italian flowers, and tho sound of rippling moon!it wa ters.' Fudge!' muttered Harvey, from tho dis tant sofa, to which he had retired, from behind the book he was pretending to read. Then followed tho air referred to, sung in the most exquisite taste, with the rich est of manly voices. Miss Northwood admired warmly, and expressed what she felt. 'Coquette!' sneered Harvey, in an ac cent of concentrated rage. But all unconscious of these muttered comments, the musicians lingered over their music. One favorite air suggested another, and there were scores to be look ed over, and duetts to be sung, and Tom had so many anecdotes to tell of such and such musicians, and such delightful little histories of how such and. such pieces of music came to be written, that time flew on swift and noiseless pinions. Miss Northwood's eyes occasionally went in search of Harvey, but whenever she addressed a remark to him, with a view of drawing him into the conversa tion, he replied with such uncourteous brevity that she was repelled from further advances. 'Well,' cried Tom,- as they emerged from the houso late in tho evening, 'pret ty well for a beginning, Harvey. So far so good. I consider the affair in most hopeful train. Miss Northwocd more than satisfies my expectation, and I flat ter myself I made an impression. Hey Harvey?' An unintelligible growl from Harvey was the only reply. I say, Tom,' continued Harvey in the highest spirits, '1 don't sec those unmis takable symptoms of being in lovc,tn your fair lady, which I expected. May you not be deceived yourself on this point?' Another growl, ominous this time, from Harvey. Tom proceeded: 'You did very welt to-night, Harvey. I commend you. Keep your distance that's right no poaching on my ground, you know.' 'Your grounds, you'rascal!' burst forth Harvey in a fit of ungovernable rage. 'I've a great notion to knock you down for your unsufferable assurance, you you puppy. And there is my card, if you want the satisfaction of a gentleman!' Tom raised the card Harvey flung at him as he left him, bursting with laugh ter as he did so. Tom entered his room, retired for the night, laughing at "the furor into which he had worked poorHarvey. Tom, my good fellow! cried Harvey, as he burst into Tom's room the next day, with the most beaming smiles on his face, Tom, I've got aomething pleasant to say to you. Wish me joy, my fine fel low! it's all settled. We are to be mar ried this day three months. It's all fixed and I am the luckiest dog! Why don't you congratulate me, old boy?' Because you take my(lbreath away. I can't believe you. Why, you told mo yesterday'you wanted meto take her off your hands Nonsense!' And that you considered yourself in quite a fix, from which I good humoredly consented to help you.' Fudge!' cried Harvey, a blush of vexa tion and shame coming into his face. 'And that Miss Nortowood, poor thing, was likely to die of a brokeu heart ' Come, come, Tom, no more of that! The fact is and I may as well own it a man does not know whether he is in love or not, sometimes, till a little jeal ousy or something else opens his eyes for him. But it's all right now.' Oh! aye,' said Tom with affected grav. ity, 'you may think it's all right, but there is something yet to be settled which may stand in the way of your true lovi run ning so very smooth.' HOME GEO. E. PURVIS AND WM. J. WINCHESTER, TENN., As he Bpoke he gravoly (Trow forth Har vey's card from his pocket. 'I have ordered coffee and pistols for to-morrow morning, and who knows I may stand a chance for Miss Northwood's hand yet.' Harvey snatched tho card an.d sent it spinning in the air, bursting iato a merry laugh. Tom joined him heartily. Their hands met in n cordial grip, as they ex claimed the ono, You may thank me, Harvoy, for teach ing you your own mind' And tho other 'I understand you, Tom;ydu'rcthe best frierid I ever had. See if I don't prove my gratitudo some of theso days, by flirt ing with tho woman you're in love with.' You're welcome!' cried Tom, 'by tho time I'm in love you'll be like lion, sans teeth and claws a married mdn and no longer dangerous.' THE MARINER'S HYMN, BY MRS. SOUTHED. Launch thy.burk, mariner! Christian, God tpecil tliccl tot loose the rudderbarda J Good angels lead theel 6et thy anils warily, Tempests will comei Steer thy course steadily, Christian, steorrhomcl Look to the weathcrbow, Breakers are round thec; Let lull the plummet now, Shallows may ground thee. Reef in thy foresail, "there! Hold the helm tost! So let the vessci;wcar 1 There sweep tho blast. "What or the night , watchman? V'.iat or the night!" "Cloudy all.quict tio land yet all's right," Ee wakcftil, be vigilant Danger may lie At an hour when all seemetb Securest to thee. How! gains the leak so fast? Clean out.tlie hold Hoist up thy merchandise, Heuve out thy gold, Ihere ler tho Ingots go tiow the sliip rights; Hurrahl the harbour's near Lol thcredHghtsl Slacken no sail yet At inlet or Island) Straight for the beacori ttcit, Straight for tho high land; Crowd all thy canvass on, Cut through the foam Christian! cast anchor now Heaven is thy home! The secret of good luck is to have cour age in misfortune. Next to faith in God and his overruling Providence, a man's faith in himself is salvation. It is the secret of all power and success. It is the secret of good luck, so called. It makes a man strong as the pillarded iron, or elastic as the springing steel. It opens the gate of enterprise and wealth. And while others bow to chance and accident he makes chance and accident bow to him; and he moulds them to his purpose and harnesses them to the car of his for tunes. A piece of candle may be madotoburn all night in a sick room, or where a dull light is wished, by putting finely powder ed salt on the candle until it reaches the black part of the wick. In this way, a mild and steady light may bo kept thro' the night, from a small piece of candle. I suppose, said an arrant quack, while feeling the pulse of a patient, that you think me a fool? Sir, replied the sick man, Ipcrceive you can discover a man's thoughts by his pulse! Why are kisses like creation? Because they are made out of nothing, and pro nounced good. Speaking of hoops, Punch says that a man who intends getting round his Wife must start very early in the morning! What are you starring at, sir, may I ask? said an imperialed, moustached 'blood' to a 'hoosier on a Mississippi steamboat, who had been watchiug him as a cat watches a mouse, for some fif teen minutes. I thought so! exclaimed the hoosier the moment the other spoke; I said you had a mouth, and I was only waitin' to be sar tin' about it, that I might ask you"" to li quor. Stranger, what will you drink? or had you rather fight? I don't care which myself. We never know a great character until something congenial to it has grown up within ourselves. JOURNAL. SUTTER, AT TWO DOLLARS FEBRUARY 20, 1857. COMMON HONESTY. The term honesty is generally under stood to bo the paying of ono's debts. This, as far as it goes, is well, and tho man who perforins the act punctually and Invariably, is by nomoansa bad illustra tion of an honest citizen. But are there no other considerations which require ob servanceare there no other items which should cntor into tho calculations of a man in his dealings toward his neighbor, than the mere obligations-embraced in the matter of dollars and cenfsT' We fancy there are others which may be pointed at. Is it hdnest in tho over-reaching trad er to grind the face of the poor man whoso means are limited who from time to time pays his creditor every dimo he owes him, but who is necessitated to ask for temporary accommodation, to supply the daily wants of his family? Is it honest in a woman to feign esteem for the other sex, and protest a love for the man whose purse or estates only she favors? Or is it honest in men to wrong the gentler sex by pretending affection for their persens, when they seek but their fortunes? Is it honest to disregard the opinions of others altogether to infringe upon the common rights of all men in society to assert one thing and intend another to offend the common laws of morality and good breeding to assail private charac ter unrighteously to indulge in good pre cept rather than in good practice? To theso propositions our readers will rcadily'answcfno. Yet how much of this do we meet with, every day in the world how little of the opposite? Of a truth the really honest man isttho noblest work of God! NewJLitany. Here is a litany, which, although not exactly orthordox, will pass anion.?' sinners: Fruin tailors' bills, doctors' pills, wes tern chi:!?, and other ills deliver us. From want of gold, wives that scold, maidens old, and by sharp'crs 'sold' de liver us. From stinging flies, coldjblack eyes, bakers' pies, and babies' cries deliver us. From seedy coats, protested notes, sinking boats, and illegal votes deliver us. From creaking doors, a wife that snores, confounded bores,' .and dry good stores protect us. ' From modest girls, with waving curls, and teeth of pearls nqver mind. Tit for Tat. The following notas, says an exchange, passed between two of our belles: Dear Anna: Please send me the'collar you wore at Mrs. P 's last evening as I wish to get one like it. ' ELLEN B. Dear Ellen: I make it a rule never to let any of my apparel goout of tho house unless worn by myself. ANNA G. P. S. If you will come around to the house, you may look at the collar as'much as you please. In a few days afterwards, Miss Anna had a want of her own, and expressed it to Ellen 83 follows: Dear Ellen: I have an engagement to ride on horseback th'13 evening, will you lend me your saddle? ANNA G. Dear Anna: I make it a rule never to let my saddle go out of the house, unless used by myself. ELLEN B. P. S. If you will come around to the house, you may ride it as much as you please in the house! A Frenchman being troubled with gout was asked what difference there was be tween that and the rheumatism. He re plied: One very great difference; suppose y6u take one vice, put ze finger in, you turn ze screw till you can bear no longer zat is ze rheumatism; den s'pose you give him one more turn zat is ze gout! The explanation was quite satisfactory- Hi. i Every man is a volume, if you know how to read him. Applause is the spur of able mind, the end and pint of weak on3. PER ANNUM IN ADVANCE. NUMBER 7. Written for the Home Journal. LIFE'S CHANGES. 11Y I1ESHY EMUi.SO.V. There wns a time, when free from care, I roamed tlio wide world o'er, And smiled as each fresh cup of Joy Was lillcdjnul drained once more, There va a time rny heart wa free From all tho ills of life That griuve tho mind, and rack the soul, Willi their unceasing sti llo. Then came a change I stood alone And friendless on life's verge, Anil listened to the notes of woe Thut swelled the faucralJiUige. The friends I loved, tho hearts I prlicd, lleyond all earthly lore, From me wero snatched by death's cold grasp- Tliey'ro goneiforevermorcl I heaved a signal dropped a tear, To moist their lonely grave: Twas all they asked all J could give 1 had no power to save. And now alone, alone I stood, Amid earth's moving throng. My buoyant hopes and lofty (uima Seemed all foreverjgone. Aiiother'chango, and with It canio An end of all my grief, Where all Was dark,;all now is bright, And I have found relief. 'twas an angelic woman's smile Thatbanishedlthustmy pain I met her loved her then I said I would not grieve again. Around her puro white brow, so fair, Thc'.silken ringlcU twined, And every glance bespoke the soul That was within enshrined. She raised her eyes, so full of lovo, As if slio would address me, And spoke in accents low and sweet, Tho gentle words, "Cod bless theel" V'tsCHESTKn, February, 1857. The Arabs always' allow a man to di vorce himself from a wife who does not make good bread. Were such a'law in our country, half tho young married la dies, we fear, would be in danger of fall ing back into single blessedness, while the young ladies who are hot yet marri ried but mum: we ate single'yet! Mr. Spikes proposes embarking in the exhibition business. He will pay hand somely for the following 'living curiosi ties:' A man who has become opulent by im bibing bad liquors at tho corner groceries, and singing comic songs in tho streets late o'night. A stump orator who can make a speech Without alluding to 'ouf ship of State,' and to our 'Revolutionary forefathers.' A Washington letter writer who has ever been guilty of telling tho tre-tft. A young man of 'literary taste', who does not strongly opine that he could treble the circulation of any paper by ta king the editorial departmennt under his own exclusive charge. A Damper. A young man politely of fered his services to a young lady for a party. On their way he cudgeled his brain for some time to start an interesting topic of conversation to amuse her with; he could hit Upon nothing until he met several cows. Here was a topic which the swain immediately laid hold of, and with much simplicity remarked: Now, ain't it strange what a motherly appearance a cow has? To which the young'lady replied, I do not think'it strange at all, sir, that a cow should have a motherly appear ance to a calf. Humph! the calf was silent during the rest of the walk. Fasiuosable. A Lttlo girl at school read thus: The widow lived on a small limbacy left her by a relative. What did you call that word? asked the teacher; the word is legacy, not limb acy. But. Miss Johnson, said the little girl, Pa says I roust say limb, not leg. A fellow was wending his way, a short time ago, throughsome narrow passage, when he met a pretty, modest girl. Pray, my dear, said Jie, what do you call this passage? Balaam's passage, replied the girl. Ah, then, continued he, I am like Ba laam stopped by an angel. Add I, said the girl, as she pushed past him, am like the angel stopped by an ass. Ambition often puts men upon doing the meanest offices; so climbing is per formed in th em postur $ erepin:. T13UM8 OF SUBSCRIPTION. (N ADVA NCR, . . . WITHIN NX MONTHS, . " TWUVH MONTHS,. " ''3 l 09 INDtlCKMMNTS TO I'M'n.S. ;! copies $5 00; 10 copies 41 ft ()f; . copies 8 00; 15 copies 0 00. HOOK AND JOB PRINTING. BLANKS OF EVERY KIND. PAMPHLETS, I'ROailAMMES, I'OSTLT.S; CARDS, CIRCULARS, RECEIPTS, FUNERAL TICKETS, DRUO LABELS, BILL HEADS, HAND BILLS, SlC. THE INDIAN SUMMER OF LIFE. In ilio life of thu good mnii there is nn Indian summer more beautiful thun thai of the season; richer, sunnier, am nioro sublime than tho most glorious Indian summor of the soul. When tho glow of youth has departed, when the warmth of tho middle ago is gone, and tho buds and blossoms of spring are changing to the sere and yellow leaf, then tho mind of the good man, still ripo and vigorous, relax es its labors, and the memories of a well spent life gush forth from their secret fountains, enriching, rejoicing and fertil iiiing; then the trustful resignation, of tin Christian, sheds around a sweet and holy warmth, and the soul, assuming a heav enly lustre, is no longer restricted to the narrow confines of business, but soars far beyond the winter of hoary age, ond dwells peacefully and happily upon that bright spring and summer which await him with; in the gates of Paradise evermore. Let ui strive for and look forward to an Indiart summer like this. A TOAST. The Editor. The man who is expoc; ted to know everything, tell all he knows and guess at the rest; to make oath to his own good character, establish the repu tation of his neighbors, and elect all can didatesto office; to blow up everybody, and reform the world; to live for tho ben efit of others, and have the epitaph on his toombstone: Here ho Iks his last in short, he is a locomotive running on the track of notoriety; his level is his pen, his boiler is filled with ink, his tender is his scissors, and his driving wheel is public opinion; and if he ever explodes it is caused by the non-payment of subscriptions. THE GOSPEL. 0, precious Gospel ! Will any merci less hand endevor to tear away from our hearts this best, this last and sweetest av enue through which ono ray of hope can enter? Would you tear from the aged and infirm poor the only propter, which their souls can repose in peace? Would you deprive the dying of their only source of consolation? Would you let loose the flood-gates of every vice, and bring back upon the earth the horrors of superstition or tiro atrocities of atheism? Then en deavor to subvert the gospel throw around you the fire-brands of infidelity laugh at roligion, and make a mock of fu turity; but bo. assured that for all these things God will bring you to judgment. I will persuade myself that a regard for the Welfare of their country, if no higher motive, will induco men to respect tho Christian religion. And every pious heart will say, rather let the light of tha sun be extinguished than the preciousjight of the Gospel. Dr. Archibald Alexander . FINE WORDS. Kossuth, tho other Jay, addressed tha working classes of Edinburgh, when he closed his harrangue with the following words: The horizon is trembling with tho re flected light of the rising sun of liberty. Bo you, rce people as you are, tho lark to greet tho motn! Raise your voice in the mountains and in your valleys, and let it move over the face of the waters. Let it bo clearly unnerstood that the British people want no propping up of rickety thrones, and do not mean to cou: pie the honorable name of Great Britain with that of tho murderer of Hungary, the jailor of Italy, and the robber of Poland! 1 tell you, your voice will fall cheeringly on the spirits of the oppressed, as the warming ray of the sun falls on the'chill ing night-path of the wanderer. So let your free and noble voice go forth; let it be heard in good season, and God Almigh ty bless you for it! An editor named Mooie his been get ting married in South Carolina, whereup on another editor of the same State chron icles the fact and adds: "We wish success to our friend's ntw enterprise, and more subscribers to both, or in other words, we wish the parties every happiucss the world can give, and a little more. - ? Society, like shodod silk, must b vie- H in all jitustiOii. or its cMam! rivt til.