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MIBCEI L A » Y . The Sigh. When youth its fairy reign began, Ere sorrow had proclaimed me man; ’While peace the present hour beguiled, And all the lovely prospects smiled; Then, Mary, ’mid my lightsome glee, Theaved a painless sigh for thee! When tossed upon the waves of we, My harrassed heart was doomed to know The frantic burst, the outrage keen. And the slow pang" that knaws unseen; Then, shipwrecked on life’s stormy sea, I heaved an anguish sigh for thee. But soon Reflection’s power impressed, A stiller sadness on my breast; And sickly hope with waning eys. Was well content to droop and die; I yielded to the stern decree, Yet heaved a languid sigh for thee. And though indistant climes to roam, A wanderer from my native home, I fain would soothe the sense of care, And lull to sleep the joys that were! Thine image may not banished be, Still, Mary, still I sigh for thee! THE FRENCH PEASANT GIRL. “’Tis silent all but on my car, Those well remembered echoes thrill." After a season of festivity and dissipation the very enjoyment of which satiates, Mons, and Madame Villaret came down to a retired village in France, to taste fora few days the holy influence of nature and solitude. It was in the summer time, the country was pictur esque and beautiful, and they still retained a portion of that early romance which is inher ent in our nature, and which leads us back with a syren smile, and a charming voice, to the pleasures which delighted our childhood,; and makes us love to sit under old trees to lis ten to the voice of birds, and to gather wild flowers, “others yet the same,” as those which we have plucked and wreathed into chaplets in days of yore. During one of their solitary rambles, they came suddenly upon a young peasant girl, drawing water from a well, her back was to wards them, and they paused for a moment to admire the simple and classical elegance of the young cottager. Her dark shining hair was gathered up in-a low knot at the back of her head and confined with a silver pin, which was the only ornament she wore, the rest of her dress being composed of the simplest and coar sest materials. Though labor and exposure ffiad somewhat stained the whiteness of her hands and arms, their beautiful symmetry could neither be altered nor concealed. She appeared thoughtful and leaned against the side of the well in silent abstraction. Unwil ling to disturb her, they were turning into ano thcr path, when their steps were arrested by a strain of rich and untutored melody, which a rose in a still airlike enchantment; the words were simple, but the sweetness which thrilled through every note surpassed any thing they had ever before heard. “Mon. Dieu!” exclaimed Madame Villaret “it is that peasant girl; she must be ours.— Such a voice with a little cultivation, would bewitch all Paris, and make our own and the girl’s fortune. They returned and entered into converse, tion with the young villager, the result of which »t is not difficult to guess. Pauline Durant was poor, but innocent and happy. She only felt sad when she looked on the bowed and wasted form of her old father, and reflected vipon her own helplessnesss. It was on the evident love which she bore this aged parent that madame Villaret worked, she represented to her in how short a time, by the exercise of her talents in cultivating that gift of song which God so graciously bestowed on her she would be enabled to raise him from a state of indigence to one of comparative affluence and comfort; and Pauline was more than half per suaded. During their interview at old Durant’s Cot tage, there was one among the group who stood apart with his arms crossed and his lips compressed. He marked all that passed with a stern and vigilant glance, listened to the spe cious arguments of the lady with acontemptu ous sneer, and watched the struggle between visions of grandeur, and a deep rooted love erf her own simp!# home aud habits which rent the breast of Pnul&e, in silence. He longed to speak, but did®«p»^Bte|^ermined she should speak for herself. She did so, and ma dame triumphed in the si’Ceesaofher oratory. But the young girl turned away from her con gratulations and promises, and for the first time perceived who had made one of the audience. “You here, Andre,’* “Oh! I am so glad!” and then she pa u sei, for there was no thing in the expressioa of his countenance to make her glad. jl“You think I have done wrong,” she eagerly continued. “I know you do, and are angrWwlth me. But it is not too late, only say the word and I will not go.' “And could you stav here and share my hon est poverty after all the golden promises that have been made you?” asked the young man doubtingly. She leant her head upon his shoulder, and looked up silently into his eyes, there was no need of words, he felt the deep devotion of that look. “And yet, Pauline, you would like to go? “I confess 1 should. Only think Andre, in *ew years I should be quite rich enough for ir happiness. I will then return and live «th you forever?” “Let us consent to her departure,” said M. Durant; “even in the great city to which she) is going, the remembrance of a father s love and the lessonsofa sainted mother, will shield her from shame and sorrow to the grave, but I shall hold it erect, and while listening to her -praises, to her triumphs, remember with pride and glory it is my daughter of whom they speak? With a full heart the young girl knelt down to receive her father’s blessing, a blessing not of the lips, but of the heart. Andre was mov ed against his feelings and better judgment, to consent, and pressing bis lips upon her white brow with passionate tenderness, he said in a scarcely audible whisper. “Pauline, no other kiss must efface this first, this pure pledge of our mutual affection until we meet again.” The blushing girl wept, her vows and prom ises upon his bosom. Three days after the Chateau of Mr. V ilia ret -was again to let, and all was silence in the woods and vales, through which the peasant girl’s voice was wont to echo like the singing of birds. Months rolled on, and Pauline, in the con finement of a crowded city and in the intemie course of study through which she was obliged to pass, a preliminary step, to the triumphs Madame Villaret anticipated for her, found a sad change. But the thought of her old fath er, and the ultimate happiness she was prepa ring for those she'ioved, buoyed her up, and though the rich color faded from her cheek, leaving it pale and wan as the face of a deni zen of the city usually is, the joyousness of her spirit remained all unquenched and unbro., ken. Monsieur and Madame Villaret were both kind to her, but there was a wordliness in their fondness, a hollowness in their love,which formed a painful contrast with the affectionate friends which she had quitted; and she could only regard them as instruments, by the means of which she was to work out a path to wealth, happiness, and Andre Ludolph. The time now approached when she was to make-her first appearance before a public au dience. Much was anticipated from a pupil of Madame Villaret, nor were'those anticipations disappointed; Pauline made a splendid debut, her patroness was quite satisfied, and simple girl, dazzled and bewildered by flattery and adulation, began to think it was a blessed day when the French lady paused to listen to her as she sat singing by the ruined well. After a short and highly successful season, M. Villa ret proposed a journey to Naples, where he had accepted a lucrative engagement in the name of his young protege. Pauline offered no objections; she only stipulated that they should make the cottage of her father in the route. The old man received her with raptu rous delight; he looked younger and better than when they parted. The cottage was sim .ply but neatly and comfortably furnished, and Pauline glanced around her, ahe remembered that these comforts she had already procured for her parent. Andre was absent, but she left a thousand kind messages for him with her father, who told her that the fame she had ac quired had already reached this remote village, and formed a theme or wonder and conversa tion amongst her old companions, but that such reports had only served to render Andre more than usually gloomy and dispirited. “He has not yet learned to trust me, then,” thought Pauline. “Well, no matter, another year, and all this doubting and fearing will have passed away, and I shall be all his own.” Alas! who shall dare to say what one year may produce, to what age of joy or sorrow it may be the fore-runner. God only knoweth the future! This visit was necessarily a brief one, but her former companions all followed the carriage for some distance on its route, of faring their simple flowers, and their heart-felt wishes for her speedy and happy return. Af fected by their love, Pauline leaned back in the carriage and covering her face with her hands, wept long and silently; such tears shed for such a cause, were indeed a luxury. A lapse of seven years must intervene be fore 1 again commence my narrative, nor will we inquire what were Pauline’s pursuits in the interim. It is a painful task to trace too min utely the progress of demoralization and vice; to mark the plague spot of sin and misery, gradually depending and spreading over the once innocent and young heart, until every trace of its early purity is effaced. I shall abstain from doing this, and return to cur hero ine, who was now in full career of what men call glory, and angels sin. On the evening to which I would refer, she. stood before a crowded and enthusiastic audi ence in the theatre ofNaples, and their tumul tuous murmurings of applause flushed the pale cheeks and kindled the bright eyes of their un iversal favorite. That night she had been even more than usually effective, and the peo ple held their breath lest one note of that sweet melody should be lost. Suddenly the song stress paused and the air was abruptly termin ated by a wild shriek; there was music even in that shriek; it was the voice of human ago ny. Many thought it but the startling effect of premeditated art> but those who Were near enough to mark her livid brow, and shudder ing frame felt it to be the language of irre pressibleemotion. She was borne from the stage to her own dressing room, where she soon recovered, at least the outward appear ance of composure. “Vanvitelli,” she said in a whisper to the handsome young Neapolitan, who was bendin? anxiously over her couch, “return instantly to the theatre and seek out the young man who wore a green jerkin and scarcely took his eyes off me the whole evening.” “I saw that you noticed him.’’ ' “You must bring him to me, I would speak to him in private.” The Count hesitated, and Pauline perceiving ■ the frown which gathered over his brow, laid ' her white jewelled hand upon his, and added with a persuasive smile — “It is an old friend, a countryman of mine; I would but ask if my poor father is yet alive.” Subdued by the tears which dimmed her beautiful eye, the Count bowed and withdrew, to fulfil her request. The following morning as Pauline sat sad and alone in her desolate, yet splendid apart ments, the door was suddenly flung open, and the accents of a never to be forgotten voice thrilled her to her very soul. “I have brought the stranger you wished to see,” said Vanvitelli; and drawing nearer he added in a whisper, “let your conference be a short one, I shall return in an hour.” She did not look up—she dare not! The door closed, and she was alone with her first love! Neither spoke for several minutes, and wrapt in a gloomy abstraction, the young man was unconscious that the gifted, the beautiful, the idol of Naples, was kneeling at his feet. “Pauline!” he said at length, and the memo ry of early innocent days came back to her with the sound of that voice. “Pauline, my own love! why this position to me? It is I who ought to kneel for having dar ed to doubt your purity and truth. But fear ful rumors reached me in my far home, and almost drove me mad. I have travelled hun dreds of miles to hear them contradicted by your own lips; and now I asK not one word. It is enough to gaze on thy young face to know there is no shade of sin on that high pure brow.” He bent over her with all the long hoarded affection of years, but Pauline sprang from the ground, and avoided his embrace. “Oh do not, do not curse mo!” she exclaim ed wildly. “It was all true that you heard of me, ah! I am indeed fallen, I am unworthy of you!” “And this palazzo!” asked Andre, gazing around the splendid apartment with the bewil dered air of one who dreams. “Belongs to Count Vanvitelli, he who brought you hither.” ‘ Then you are his wife—his countess.— God grant that his love may be able to recom pense you for that which you have scorned and despised.” “No, no!” interrupted the agonized girl, while a burning blush crimsoned her neck and brow; “it is worse even than that. Al though the mistress of this splendid mansion, I am only Pauline Durant, if one so lost dare as sume a name until now unsullied.” The young man rudely snatched his cloak from her frenzied grasp, but she flew to the door, and extended her snowy arms to prevent him leaving her? exclaiming— “ But one word! Oh! in mercy, Andre, tell me of my father.” “He is dead, return thanks to God. wretch ed girl, that he lived not to see this day.” The heart stricken Pauline uttered one low cry, and sank lifeless on the ground. In the delirious fever which followed this sudden shock, Count Vanvitelle sent for Madame Vil laret to take charge of her late pupil, and their united care and attention in time restored her to health. But a change seemed to have pas sed over her; the still small voice of con science had been awakened, and refused to slumber again, and both the caresses of Mad ame and the love of the young count were be come hateful to her. After a long interval oc casioned by ill-health, the reappearance of Pauline Durant was announced to take place in a few days, and a crowded audience assem bled to welcome back their favorite. But they came in vain! after waiting some time the ma nager made his appearance before them, and informed them that there was reason to believe that Mademoiselle Durant had secretly quitted Naples. Vanvitelli was like one distracted. He offered rewards for any intelligence of her, and despatched messengers in all directions, but without success; Pauline was lost to him and to the world for ever. It was at the close of a beautiful Sabbath evening, Concluded in away which may ap. pear strange to our English decorum, by a dance on the green turf* that a female form was discerned, moyQ foward with feeble steps; it paused repearfly, as iftwqrcome fatigue, and dropped'Wmi at length wjiJk heavy groan. Thejranccrs suddenly pa®d and gathered “Surely I shouldJfnow that face?” exclaim ed a young girl, pTessmg eagerly forward, “Can it be PaulinaAhiftnt?” “Fanchon,” saaFthe wanderer in a feeble voice, “do not fcfPake me! You all loved Pauline once—for Ob memory of those happy days, then do b«^ crll me? Her young wept, and kissed her pale emaciatetJHjands in silence. There was but one eentindrat in every breast—pity for the unfortunate, n# they said among themselves, “We all knowOhat she was once innocent and good; but we Cannot, in our ignorance of the world, conceive the power of those temptations which have led her to fall. God forbid that we should judge harshly of her, or scorn her, now that she is ill and unhappy. This was simple reasoning, but it was the language of the heart; and worth all the philosophy in the world. At her request they bore her in their arms to the cottage of Andre and laid her on his rude couch. Life was ebbing fast, she could not speak, but the heart of her lover was not proof against the mute eloquence of her looks; he supported her head on his bosom, and wiped away the damps which gathered over her pale brow. At that moment years of past sin and misery were blotted out, and she was again his own, his pure, his first, and only love. Suddenly Pauline lifted up her pale wan face from his bosom, and shook back the damp and dishevelled masses of hair which bad half concealed it. Her mind was evidently wan dering to the past, her eyes shone with in- tense lustre, and she sang. It was an air from the opera in which she should have made her reappearance at Naples. The notes were beautifully, touchingly sweet, and the peasant girls clung to each other, and listened as tho’ under the influence of a spell. The strain ter minated abruptly, and a thrilling cry from Andre proclaimed that the soul of the vocalist had passed away in its sweet but unholy mel ody. COURT CALENDAR. SUPERIOR COURTS- January. Ist Monday, Richmond, 2d •• Chatham, February. Ist Monday, Stewart, “ Floyd, Paulding,Thursday before 2d Monday, Clark, Bibb, “ Macon, “ Randolph, “ Cass, 3d “ Walton, “ Crawford, “ Early, “ Cherokee, 4th “ Baker, “ Jackson, “ Meriwether, “ Forsyth, “ Upson, Lee, Thursday after, March. Ist Monday, Cowetaa, “ Lumpkin, “ Pike, “ Sumpter, “ Taliaferro, 2d “ Columbia, “ Fayette, “ Greene, “ Laurens, “ Madison, “ Marion, “ Monroe, “ Morgan, “ Gwinnett, “ Union, Gilmer, Wednesday after, 3d Monday. Butts, *• Elbert, “ DeKalb, “ Hall, “ Putnam, “ Talbot, “ Murray, 4th “ Bullock, “ Cobb, “ Dooly, “ Newton, “ Walker, “ Washington, “ Wilkes, Effingham,Thursday after April, Ist Monday, Warren, “ Wilkinson, “ Campbell, 2d “ CaYroll, “ Dade, “ Camden, “ Hancock, “ Harris, “ Henry, “ Franklin, “ Montgomery “ Twiggs, Tatnall, Thursday after, Wayne, “ “ 3d Monday, Emanuel, “ Habersham, “ Heard, •• Glynn, “ Jones, “ Muscogee, “ Oglethorpe, •• Pulaski, Mclntosh,Thursday after, 4th Monday, Scriven, “ Lincoln, “ Rabun, “ Jasper, “ Telfair, “ Houston, “ Troup, “ Liberty, Irwin, Thursday after, Bryan, Wednesday alter, May, Ist Monday, Burke, « Appling, Ware, Thursday after, 2d Monday, Chatham, ! “ Lowndes, • 3d “ Jefferson, “ Thomas, ; 4th “ Decatur, I UNITED STATES COURT. Sixth Circuit for tho district of Georgia— James M Wayni, Circuit Judge—At Savannah, Thursday after the Ist Monday 3d iMay— MilLEDgevillk, Thursday after the Ist Monday Bth November— Rules day, tho Ist Mondays in each month, upon which days all writs are returnable to the Clerk’s office in Savannah. District Court— Jeremiah Cuyler, Judge—ln Ss i vannah, 2d Tuesday 13th February—2d Tuesday Bth i May—2d Tuesday 14th August—2d Tuesday 13th No vember. GEORGIA, Gilmer County. JONES of m the 850th District, Toll# before me lH'- ono S° rr ®l Hor#e fonr I V II V 141 years oId; an< * B hands high roachsd mane and switch tail. Appraised by John PattersonC. Aaron Smith to fifty Dollars. This 2d April, 1 and A true Copy of Record. LARKEN SMITH, Ci’k. I. 838 D. QUILLIAN. J. P. April 28, 15—4 t. NOTICE. fJYHE SherifTs’Sales of Dade County, will in future be published in the Western Georgian. ISAAC RANEY, Sh’ff. May 5. LAW. npHE undersigned will attend the Courts in all the M Counties of the Cherokee Circuit, Habersham and Raburn of the Western, and Cobb of the Coweta Circuit, and also the Counties of Renton and Chero kee Ala. All business directed to their address Cass ville, Ga. will receive prompt sndnunctuai attention. WILLIAM H. STEELMAN, JOHN W. H UNDERWOOD. Feb. 10. I. w. 6nw. June. Ist Monday, Baldwin, “ Richmond, August. Ist Monday, Stewart, “ Flovd, 2d “ Clark, “ Bibb, “ Randolph, M Cass, •* Macon, 3d “ Walton, “ Crawford, “ Early, “ Cherokee, 4th “ Baker, •* Jackson, “ Emanuel, Upson, •• Meriwether, “ Forsyth, Lee, Thursday after, September. Ist Monday, Pike, “ Gilmer, “ Taliaferro, “ Coweta, “ Lumpkin, 2d “ Columbia *• Madison “ Morgan Laurens ** Monroe “ Fayette “ Greene “ Marion ** Gwinnett „ Union 3d Elbert *, Butts u DeKalb •• Hall “ Talbot ‘‘ Murray ** Putnam ‘ Newton , Cobb ~ Walker «, Bulloch u Dooly <i W ashington “ Wilkes . October. Ist Monday, Warren “ Wilkinson “ Campbell ‘‘ Montgomery 2d "» Hancock “ Franklin “ Camden „ Twiggs u Dade « Henry «, Carrol Harris 3d Emanuel , Oglethorpe », Habersham <, Jono« », Pulaski *< Heard *• Muscogee 4th ‘ Scriven “ Lincoln “ Rabun „ Jasper „ Telfair 41 Houston Troup November. Bulloch, Wednesday be fore the Ist Monday Effingham, Friday after, the Ist Monday, 2d Monday, Jefferson 3d “ Burke “ Applying Ware, Thursday alter Lowndes, Monday after, Thomas, Mon. thereafter, Decatur, “ “ . 4th Monday, Camden •" Wayne, Thursday after • Glynn, Monday thereafter • Mclntosh, Thursday ‘‘ ; Liberty, Monday, *• Bryan, Wednesday “ Ur A. PATTERSOX * BEING perman« ntl y located in Rome, Floyd ; county, tenders his services to the Citixens generally, in the practice of Medicine and ita collate ral branches. Rome, Jan. 13-1 —ts- i LAND FOJg. SAXE. THE Subscriber will sell on the first Tuesday iff May next, a few Lolsof VFood LtUl<lt» adjoining to the town of Lafayette, Ga., suitable for building or other purposes,—in Buch size as will suit purchasers. On which, liberal time will be given, (for most of the money,) with good security for the balance due. March 29th, 1838. _ R. M. AYCOCK- April 7—l2—3t. NOTICE. JEHU G. CARSON is hereby informed, that his= mother is in great need of assistance from him.. His father died on the 6th November last, and I hava no person in this country to assist me except my son, who has never been apprised of the death of hi* father. The Editors of the Southern Recorder will confer a lasting favor on an unfortunate mother, by inserting this a few times, and requesting all the editors in the State to do so, who are friendly to a poor distressed widow, entirely separated from her relations —and. God grant you great success. LUCY CARSON. Brownsville, Jasper county, March 9, 1838. o“Editors throughout the Stat# will oblige by cont yling with the above request. NOTICE. THE the Sheriffs Sales of Lumpkin county,, will in future, be advertised in the Wes tern Georgian. SAMUEL KING, Sh*ff.’ t April 7.—12. GEORGIA, Walker County. VNDREW L. BARRY of Captain Smith’s Dir tricl, tolled before me a dark Bay Horse, five, or six years old; fourteen hands high; curled lail r and both hind feet white; no other mark perceivable. Appraised to Thirty-five Dollars October Ist, W 37.. LEMUEL HOGE, J. S’. The above is a true Copy from the Estray Ba ok. JNO. CALDWELL, D. C. I. CL April 7—l2—3t. . Administrators Sale. TGREEABLY to an order of the honorable the Inferior Court ot Butts county, when sitting for ordinary purposes, will be sold, belore the court-house door, on the first Tuesday in June next, between the lawful hours of sale,in the town of Rome, Floyd conn ty. Lot No. 33, 23d district, 3d Section, Os originally Cherckee, now Floyd county. And at Paulding Court House, Panlding county, on tho same day, Lot No. 22, 17'ih district, 4th Scov tion, as originally now Peulding couiHy. Both said tracts sold subject to tho widow’s dower, as the property of Dennis McCarthy, deceased. DAVID MARTIN, admr. March 10.—8—tda. NOTICE? 17IOUR month after da'e application will bo made to the Honorable the Inferior Court of Gil. mcr County, when sitting for ordinary purposes, tor leave to sail Lot No. 261, in the 11th District, 2nd Section, formerly Cherokee, now Gilmer County; « being a part of the Real Estate of William Ellington, late of said county deceased. L. D. ELLINGTON, Ad’rn’r. March 24, 10. w4m. NOTICE. FOUR months after date application will be made to the Honorable the Inferior Court of Gtlinrr I County, when sitting for ordinary purposes, for leave I to sell two Negroes, being the Estate of Priscilla Ellington late of said County deceased, sold for the> purpose of division. L. D. ELLINGTON, Ad’rn’r. March 24, 10, w4m. NOTICE. ' IXOUR months after date application will be made 1 to the honorable the Interior Court of Walker county, when sitting for ordinary purposes, lor leave to sell Two Lots of Land, No. 132, in the 13th District of the 4th Section; and No. 116, in the 16th District of the 3d Section, it being a part of the Real Estate ol John Gilbert, late of Jackson county deceased. ROBERT ALLEN, Admr. March 17, 9 w4m Arrival and Departure of mails. THE Milledgeville Mail, carried by Stage, from Decatur to this office arrrives eve ry Monday, Wednesday and Friday, at 5 o’, clock, P. M., and leaves on every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday mornings, at 5 o’clock. The Stages from Carrollton & Spring Place meets at this office on every Monday, Wed nesday and Friday, at 6 o’clock P. M., and leaves on every Tuesday, Thursday and Sat urday mornings at 4 o’clock. The mail so-r the above routes is invariably closed at 9 o’clock, on the night previous to their depar ture. The mail from this office to La Fayette, Walker county, leaves on every Tuesday morning, and returns on every Saturday eve- ,• ning at 5 o’clock. CThe mail from Jacksonville, Alabama, car ried by Stage, arrives at this office on every Tuesday and Saturday, at 12 o’clock, and leaves in an hour after its arrival on each day. The mail conveyed on horse-back from Fayetteville to this office, arrives on every Wednesday at 6 o’clock, P. M., and departs oh every Thursday, at 6 o’clock, A. M. Rome, Geo., Feb. 5, 1938. JOB PRINTING OF BVEHY DETCRIPTIOM, EXECUTED WITH AATXESS AND DESPATCH AT THIS OTFICB,