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We copy the subjoined, from the "Whig,'
published in Centre county, Penn.


a FATHER KILLED BY HIS SoN-Henry Ir-
win was committed to the Jail in this county on
Friday last, for killing his father, Matthew Ir-
vim, under the following circumstance, as near
as we can gather them. Both were laborers
at Pennsylvania Furnace, in Ferguson town
ship-the father residing with the son-and
were of intemperate habits; the. son having the
mania potu at the time; and, in his rawlings,
conceited that his father was the devil, with
horns growing out of his head, and that his
house was beset by number of little devils,
who, he said, told him that the old devil would
kill him. On Thursday afternoon he left a
mine bank. where several persons were at
work. and proceeded to his own house, where
his father was in bed, and With an axe inact
ed thirteen wounds upon the old mans head
and nearly severed one of his arms from his
body. His wife fled when he entered the
house, and witnessed the horrid scene through
the window. He was met at the door by
man who had beer sent TO watch his move
ments, but who arrived TOO late TO prevent the
deed. This took place at two O'Clock in the
afternoon, and the old man fingered till seven
the next morning. The old man and his son,
had been on the best terms, previously.


Thus, case after case, is occurring, in fear
ful rapidity, showing the destruction and woe
that follows the rum traffic. And yet, in our
midst, are those, who claim to be respectable,
who are squandering their means not only in
purchase of rum, but in presents for the rum
mirer, and that, too, in all probability, to the
injury Of their creditors