Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1864-02-03
CORRESPONDENCE OF THE JOURNAL.
Letter from Philipsburg.
PHILIpsBURG, PA, FEB. lst, l

DEAR JOURNAL The laws of God and
of man. were made to be obeyed, yet how
often are they disregarded-espe the
laws of God In Luke l4th chapter, 18th
and 18th verses, We read Then said he
also to him that bade him, When thou max
est dinner or a supper, call not thy friends,
nor thy brethren, neither thy klnsmen, nor
thu rich neighbors, lest they also bid thee a.
gain, and a recompense be made thee But
when thou makest feast call the poor, the
MANNED, the lame, the blind, " And what
is the promise to them that fulfill this pre-
cept? 1t is: And thou shalt be blessed
for they cannot recompense thee; for thou
shalt be recompensed at the resurrection of
the just Why is it that this law is not o.
beyed? Who ever saw or heard of the poor,
the manned, the lame and the blind being
invited TO partake of feast III this town, or
in that within fifty miles of this? None But
who ever heard of a feast that the rich, the
high, the fashionables the goldfish and the
mackerel aristocracy were not invited TO eat
and be filled? ''Oh, consistency thou art a
jewel !" Humanity, obey the laws OF your
Creator if you would enjoy the happiness OF
the future world. If you only wish to keep
up to time in this world, and for it alone,
then carry out the programme OF the mack
erel arlstOcracy, and you will be checked
morality or 'greenback bump.
Our citizens were called on TO witness the
departure Of the members of Co. ID sd
Penn Volunteers, for second time, last
Friday afternoon. These brave and noble
soldiers first set out for the seat Of war %
months ago. As | stated in previous let
ter. they were in all the battles that the ar
my of the Potomac was engaged in, and had
rc-enlisted for three years They had fur
lough of thirty days, and as that time had
now expired they accordingly took up the
line Of march for their rendevous-Harris-
burg. The whole-sOuled and patriotic land
lord, James III. Caller of the Conrad House,
gave the boys one Of his sumptuous dinners
on the dag of their departure. The citizens
escorted them TO the depot, with drums
playing and coiors flying. An address was
then read by Robert Lloyd, Esq, written by
\. y. Bradin, Esq, complimenting the boys
on the past, and wishing them happiness in
the future. The stern veterans, though
they had been Injured to hardships and many
irving scenes since the former occasion of
bidding their fathers, mothers, wives, chill
dren, sisters. brothers, relatives and friends
farewell, could not conceal the emotion that
was striving to escape from their brave and
sympathetic hearts 1t is sad moment for
the soldier, when he bids adieu to his family
and triends-not only Is it Il sad momentto
the soldier, but for all who gather around
him. Tears unbidden start from many an
eye. but from none do they move the true
soldier 81 much as those that start from the
eye If woman and roll down her soft and
glowing cheeks. The poet truthfully wrote
is there man can stand unmoyed.
And mark dear woman 5 fearful eye
The boys got off in good style, and [ hope.
sincerely hone that Zach and ay-ar-, ono -, nv
come home safe and sound, and live to enjoy
the fruits that their brave and generous
hearts achieved Good luck to you, boys,
and may the blessing Of God rest upon you
Is my wish and prayer
Vow Is the winter OF our discontent,'
made gloriously muddy by thaw, regular
old break up. Where are the borough
fathers? Echo answers, where? Ye Gods,
what mud, what pavements l was arous-
ed from natures sweet restorer a few
nights ago by the heart-rending and pierre
ing screams Of a female List, list O list
II thou didst ever hear woman scream,
twas tins one. L gave my optics a severe
rub hastily opened my door, and such a
sight o, horrible scence; may | never
look on its like again. There she stood
Like patience on monument
Smiling at mud
Oh! OH" she screamed in stentorian
Aes my new white stockings are ruined.
made misstep crossing that mud hole,
lost one OF my shoes, but, oh, my stockings.
roor woman | tried to console with her for
Ile On misfortune, but 1t was no use-told me
mad no business with mud hole SO close
my mansion" / acknowledge the mud
and expect them stockings will haunt
Your friend LERoI.