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VOL 1. a THE WDoskinglor Crunty I'rus. is published at WHITEHALL county, N. v., EVERY SATURDAY MORNING, By Carros O,. 8mm .\ (‘n Proprietor! manes .%. T HE NEWS WIB 'be furnished to Village Subscribers, by Carrier, for $1,25 per year. At Orffice,or by Mail, cl OU, No names cntored until payxumt is received. hs Ramazan RATES.OF ADVE I'TISI\(. 1 Incb. 21. 14 eol. 1-2 col. week, $ .7T5 $1.21 $1.75 $3,00 ** 1,23 20 8,25 6,50 * 1.78 83 4.40 7,00 month 2,30 4,00 5.50 9.00 ' 4.50 1.0 9,00 14,00 * 6,00 10,0) 11,00 20,00 26,0) 1 year, 8,00 15,0 18,00 26,00 45,0 u E-itorial and Business Notfces, G cents por. ne. Marriage and Obituary Notices fren, Re- marks accompanying the same, limited to ton lines, free. Also nutlces for regular moctings of local organtzations, free,. Origingl ou drlected | Little-Bréeches, Leal, $5,00 1.00 0,00 12,00 19,0) A PIRE COUXTY VIEW OP SPECIAL PROVI+ ; pPEXCE. I don't go much on religion. - I nover ain't had no show; lut I've got a midilin' tighigrip, air, On the handfulo' things I know. I don't pan out on the prophets And free-will, ind that sort of thing, Hut I b'Hove in God and the angels, * Ever atnes one night last Spring. I come into town with some turnips, And my fittfo Gabe come alohg, No four-year-old in the country Could beat him for pretty and stong Peari and chippor and sassy, Always ready to awoar and fight,\ And 1d arnt him to chaw terbacker, * Jost to keep his mllk-teeth white, _ The suow come down like a blanket © 'As I passod by Faggart's store. I wont in for a jug of molasses And left the team at the door. They.scared at somothing and started, I heard one Little squall. And hell-to-split over the prairie Went team, Little-Breeches arnd all Hellto-gplit over the prairie ! I was-elmost frozo with skro ! But wa rousted up soma torches, Aud sarched for'em far and nogr, At last we struck hosses and wagon, Snowed under a soft white mound, Ussot, dead beat! Bat of little Gabe No hide nor hair was found. Aod here alt hops soured on me, Of my fellow-critters' aid , __ And I flopped down on my marrow-bones, Crotch-Géaop in the show, and prayed. By this, the torches wore played out, And me and Isral Parr Went of for some wood to a sheep fold That be said was somewhar thar. We found it at last, and a little shed Where they shut up the lambs at night, We looked in and seon them huidled thar, + go warsh and'sleepy and white, * And THAR sof Liftle=Breeches and chirped As peart as you over see. o I want a chaw dfterbacker, . Abd that's what'sthe matter of me. ‘a he git t that? Angels. evpgghnve walked in thatstorm i ...__._.._..___,__.. names Auten 5_ WHITEHALL N Y., SATURDAY MARCH 25, 1871. e creats of the phosphor- hghted billows, but they saw no sign of thur poor ship- mate. ., \Here's a rope trailing from the stern here,\ said an old sailor, pointing to a lonb piece of rigging in the water. \If The hcmhu ; and shrieking of the 'Tom had been quick enough he might wind, the roaring of the sca, the have got hold of that, and saved himself tags} creahing and groaning of theship 'in a twinkling.\ and cruslfiag of the waves as they bruLv |_ «Ay, ay,\ said another, \but its like- over the weather bailwarks, fell dismally | ly the poor fellow was too much fright. upon the cats of the Caroline's crew, CBtd When he found himself overboard.\ who were gathtered aft near the wheel-| \Shall me take the whecl, Sir?\ in- house. quired a Pourtuguese of the mate, who A little tar, wearing anenormous tar- now held the spokes. ° paulin, and trousers very looseand flow- i # Me can steer do ship good.\ | “fljf flag-QC rllet. _ The Spectre at the Heim, U ing about the ankles, was stecring the; \No answered the mate gloomily. veasel upon the occasion of which we \I have caused the loss of one man by write. Hm unfortunato temper, and I can't af- The mate, who stood on the weather ford to lose another. God have mercy sido of the wheel, would sharply reprove upon me, and upon poor Tom's soul. the helmsman now and then, for allow- Go forward, every man of you. I am ing the amp to swing off her proper pufuctly miserable, and wish to be left course; and though the helmsman would ' alone.\ ington County Pleas. o. oman hew non cue on come amen annem onne manes | not reply when reprimanded, yet thero was a brightflusk kisround cheeks, and an angry flash in his little grey eyes, which the officer could not fil to per- ceive, and which hat the effect of rous- ing all the irritability of his nature. « Blast your oyes, Tom Bolt I\ he ex- claimed, as the ship's head was suddonty carried more than a point off its courso by a heavy sen; \you're n perfect lubber, and don't know what you're about. The cabin boy could do better.\ himself, and said: ** Look's hore, Siz, Em forty years eld. \| this blessed day, and hive followed the sea since I wis twelve. What is more,I understand my business as well as any man living. Ifyou expect mo to keep tho ship stmight in such a sea as this, you expect mors than mortal man can do. term, Sir, which was never beforo used to me, and ons which I don't like to hear.\ the mate® ina rage, 'do you dare to have any of your ginmon to me ?\ \I have a perfect right to answer you back when you insult me,\ answered Tom Bolt. \Insult ye! Why d--n your eyes,: such a thing ss yor couldn't be inonlt- ed !\ retorted the mate. your thick skull with a helnymg pm, Pd only be doing my duty.\ \I wouldn't advise you, Sir, to try any such move as that,\ cried Tom, with fiashing eyes, \ Tain't to be *\ Ho was interrupted by a blow in the face from the great fist ofthe mate, who was a man of gigantic proportions-a blow that sent hire\ with great force against the bulwarks. Before he could recover himself the ship was thrown upon her beam ends and he was swept over a pirtially sub- merged rail by a vexy heavy sea. \ Man overboard !\ shricked the con- eczema stricken mate; 'man overboard, and no boat:can live in this sen.\ §1fiiously Mfough The little tar conld nolonger contain: 4s to my being a lubber, that's a}, \Why curse your old head,\ cried; \If I broke K few moments afterwards the me ' \Accordingly the men sought tho forocastlo deck, whore they remained for some time, conversing in low and sol- emu voices about the loss of their ship- mate, and the bad temper of theiy off- cer. \Ay ny, his tomper will be the ruin of him 'yet,\ said one. ** Heisn'ta bad man at heart, though, for he has done many things to make us comfortable since we shipped.\ \ Yees, yees, ho good man \ht heart, {but he get awful angry sometimes,\ mid the Portuguese who has already been mentioned. \ And he feels sorry for it afterwards,\ remarked a third \I believe he feelg mighty sorry for the loss of Tom Bolt, secing as he lnmself was the cause of it alt\ ~ The speaker was right. The suffer- ings of the mate was such as no pen | can describe. Standing by the wheel, his hands tightly grasping the spokes, it seemed to him that the shrill whist. ling of the gale among the shrouds was the voice of soms uneartly demon shriek- ing out a terrible warning to his ears. : His spirit fairly writhed in anguish; he trembled from head to foot so that hé could hardly stand. The fict that the 'insults which he had heaped upon the Ihead of poor Tom Bolt had been unde- rved, added to the weight of torture that oppressed him. t In spite ofall his qxertions,'he could not keep the ship steady on her course, as the old seaman had done; and more than office he even had thought of calling : for assistance at the wheel. \«Efeel thatI am a murderet,\ he grouneé.‘ © I can never take a moments comfort in this world again.\ As he spoke, a half stifled sigh greeted | his ear. - He started, and turned his Ihead, a motionless figure stand- m close to the wheel on the lee side. He \t iould not mistake this fimn'sthhmr wide, flowmg pants enormous tot-poul- e Ay, 91W; answerea Vthe appafifion, Y’L Swainfie “fin H f YORK STATE LIBRAR\ *C O4 O. igs == badly, Mr. Blink, and my poor, corpse, is floating many fathoms in the doop, dark sea God have mervoy on your soul.\ [ The mate's countenance pecame faié‘ livid; his knees thumped onc against the- other; his bulgmg eyes were nvzted, t: if from some uneartly spell, upon 3 motionless figure of the speaker. C ** Henven ptiy me,\ he gasped. “What shall I do to atone for my crime ?\ mpd «* You can do nothing, \was the monrn— ecs) ful reply of the apparition, “except 5C exert control over your evil temper.\ Mt isn't in my power to forgive you. Y. must impel”?! to the one that's aloft, and I hope he'll pardon you Mv. Blink.\ So smying, the speaker glided of Into the darkness, and seamed to vanif=t. Tf hind the cabin door. _ 6 The mate shuddered, his heart thur ed loudly against his breast. guish was fearfal. \I shall bo hannted by 431193“ Bolt!\ he gasped m & hqgky voit ++ There is more perce fo pee s world. Ay, ay,\ he shrioked, “hfe is ® . g L curso to me now, and I will at ones put «, an ond to it by following the corpse of ¢. NR my vistim.\ ~ He let go the wheel ind sprang to leoward, intending to throw himself into the stormy cauldron of water, when n strange hand seized his firm. \\Hold! hold !\ shouted a familiar voice. \It's I, Tom Bolt, alive and well, who thlls. - Béingsomewhat given to jokes, I have been playing a trick Epon you, Mr. Blink, and hops you will pardon maas freely as I pardon you for the blow you gave.me.\ ' With aory of joy, the mate tarned and grasped the hands of the liftle tar. \Thank God,\ he =exalmmed. And the tears rushed to his eyes. - .~ _ Bolt disengaged himself, and sprang laughing to the wheel. * forget, Sir,\ he ~eried, , 'that the ship needs somebody here at- the helm, and I hope you'll allow me to steer out the rest of my own trick Willingly,\ shouted the mate, \and may God bess you. - If I ever find fault with youagain, I hope I may be whirled into eternity at once. But how did you save yourself, friend Bolt?\ * By a rops Hanging from astern. 1 seized it, and bpfore you could say Jack Robinson, I drkw myselfup, and being helped by a big sea, which of itself al- most tossed me on board, As it's dark in the stetn of the ship,nobolly saw me, and I crouched down, remaining quite still for some time, hardly able to real- ize that I was really saved; and----\' \The mate did not wait th hear more, but hurried forward and communicated 'the good news to the forecastle deck.§ ~ We have only to add, that from that moment, Mr. Blink treated his érew as if they were his own brothers. \ Dz. Mrap was once assailedin a pam- phet by Dr. Woodward, The doctors met- fight énsued with + 64 iP anl V+ a Mend, disarming his advert fiaefgd“ | 131W for his life,. . “war P*»Baid. ”(z-i “never, till Lam., ;your Cnt] | Spas v0 s anm! Look + © - akc} ho 2T. Lok R mec >
