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shc (fjcuttju? JlpfMi. YOL. L (Georgia CDcekin, DEVOTED TQ Literature and General Information, WM, HENRY PECK, Editor and Proprietor. PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY, BY PECK «&_E INE S . TERMS, INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE : One copy, per annum ........i.. $2.00 Single c0pie5....... 6 cents. s3?"Advertisements inserted at $1 & square e( IS lines, for one insertion, end 50 cents for each subsequent insertion. A liberal deduction mads to those who advertise by the year. MEET ME BY THE STILE, BESSIE- Oh, meet me by the stile, Bessie, Beyond the rippling brook, Where first I won tby smile, Bessie, Thy sweet, bewitching look ; There rreet me when the weary sun Is setting in the West, When, after it’s day’s course is run, It sinks beneath the crest; Then meet me by the stile, Bessie, Beyond the rippling brook, Where first I won thy smile Bessie, Thy sweet, bewitching look. ’Tis time that we should part, Bessie, Though parting fosters pain ; Oh, fare thee well, sweetheart Bessie, Until we meet again. The placid night is fading fast, Then dawns the new-born day, Which, with a smile, may vanish past And welcome evening’s ray: Then meet me by the stile, Bessie, Beyond the rippling brook, Where first I won thy smile, Bessie, Thy sweet bewitching look. ■"loiifur THE WINE-SELLER’S DAUGHTER, OR THE HIGHT BEFORE THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS. RY WILLIAM HENRY PECK. Author of “ The Brother's Vengeance” “‘Vir*- ginia Glemaire" “ Saul, the Renegade" 11 The Mocloroon," “ The Red Dwarf,.' il The Family Doom," “ The .Black Phantom" “ The 17 ■ kmm Ac., Ac., Ac. COPYKIGHT SECURED. CHAPTER XII—CONTINUED. “This is my plan,’.’-said Henry. “ I must return to the. camp before dawn, for there is every re asm to believe that the enemy is already mov ing in his camp to'.give battle before sunrise. Our scouts have warned ns, and" whatever my. feelings may be I must lead my company tomosepw. But in the meantime I will lay down my life to serve Viola .Hartly. Lei; all search be made for Victor St. John, and such failing PauLvind I will meet him at midnight. Let-, the patrols scour the city unceasingly until dawn, arrestng every one- found abroad and taking him to Col. Hartly’s house for examination, unless someone in the arresting party shall vouch for the prisoner. It is now later than ten — yes, quarter of eleven. In one hour and a quarter Victor St. John will be a prisoner or a corpse —” V Itosetta now longed for a dagger to stab Henry, who talked so calmly of killing her lover. “ Do you agree to this, my friend ?” continued Henry. “We must,” sighed Col. Hartly. “And in the meantime I will take good care that Rosetta does not play me a trick and meet him after all. Ah! she has heard all!” exclaimed Paul, suddenly recollecting the thin ness of the partition. He bounded from the parlor into the hall and attempted to open his daughter’s door. It was locked. “ Rosetta —open!” No answer; and the wine-seller dashed in the door with a savage blow of his knee. The room was empty! Rosetta was gone, and the open window showed the means of her sudden escape. Paul uttered a loud cry and thrust his head from the window. “ She has gone ! The leap to the ground could not harm her—she is as active as a squirrel! I can see noth ing ! Ah, my child ! my child!” The stout-hearted wine-seller sank upon a sofa and sobbed aloud. He of course had no idea of the time Rosetta had been gone —he supposed she had fled immediately after his stormy in terview. Capt. Allison and Col. Hartly, who had followed him in the room, respected his grief and turned their faces aside. When Paul Amar raised his face it was terrific in its ghastliness, and bis eyes were fiery and bloodshot. “ Gentlemen,” said he hoarsely} “I am going mad ! If my daughter comes near me now I would kill her !” . “Not so, my worthy friend,” said 001. Igbtly, placing his hand upon the urHMtppy man’s shoulder. “Do you net know that something remains to fathers who have been robbed of their daughters?” “You mean resignation!” cried to jloatlimt literature, Jtetos, anirCentral Information. Paul, vacantly.* “No—it rotoains for me to die. Iha ver*Bothing *'inore to live for now." jiw gs The agony of the unfortrinate father was terrible, and unless some sudden and startling change should be given to his thoughts that agony would speedily end in quick death. “ Resignation after vengeance !” whispered Col. Harly, in a tone which showed how his blood was boiling yvith hate, despite his years and long worn dignity. .. Paul Amar sprang to his feet with a roar, like that of a lion aroused from his sleep. “Right, Colonel! Thanks for the word! Yes, vengeance remains— though," continued he with a horri ble laugh, “ perhaps the bitterest ven geance I could take upon Victor St. John would be to let him have free play to deceive Rosetta.” His astonished friends exchanged glances of alarm. Was the wine-seller already mad ! “ I say,” continued Paul, looking to the priming of his pistols, and speaking from his teeth, “that the most terrible revenge man can heap upon the soul of man is to suffer him to make love to his own child.” CpL Hartly recoiled from the fero cious scowl of the wine seller, and mßitered: “He is mad ! His grief has turned his brain.” “ I am not mad, gentlemen,” said Paul, steadily. “ I am as sane as you-J-I have been mad not to have said to- Rosetta--- ‘ Do not love Victor St, -John, my child—for he is your father!’ And if that had failed I should have said: ‘And the assassin of your mother !’ ” But St. John—exclaimed Henry. tc Believes she is my chilli —therefore to me belongs vengeance. Let us go and Seek it.With these words the wine-seller left the room followed by As JsffcmU -*of their footsteps, died away, anti Dos a shout in the sa loon announced that Paul was a popu lar man among his patrons below, a z'm&'wmy niif» i Aw. i staring black eyes peered rrom be hind the c rim eon curtains of the va cant bed and Rosetta sprang to the centre of the apartment. She had been concealed—she had effected a successful stratagem —and she had heard terrible tidings. “My father ! Victor" 1 my father! Am I dreaming ! Is not Paul Amar my father! Was not’ his wife my mother ! Great Heaven what .is all this mystery ! Hark ! it is striking eleven ! In one hour Victor St. John —lover or father will be a corpse unless L warn him! My father ! Impossible. Paul jbmar is my father, and my sup posed flight has driven him mad as he said it would. Victor murdered my mother ! Impossible ! My mother died two years ago, and then I had never seen" Victor St: John ! No, my father is mad—’and will kill Victor. I will save him, for all he loves Viola, and then—and then—well then I will die.” Then, and not until then, Rosetta sprang from the open window and vanished in the pitchy night, saying to her heart: “ I will save you or die with-you, my Victor!” CHAPTER XIII. TIIE CONSPIRATORS. Victor St. John after leaving the fortune-teller’s passed rapidly through street after street, followed at a dis tance by his satellites, until he reached the house in which Viola Hartly was a captive. Then turning to those who followed him he gave a peculiar whistle from his tube which was answered up and down the. street at'regular inter vals and pauses. “ Nineteen,” said St. John as he tal lied the signals upon his lips. “ The tally is correct.” Then ur,locking the door he passed in and carefully barred and bolted the entrance. “ Raymond,” said he, as he stood in the hall, which was now dimly lighted. Raymond was not visible, but after a Beries of growls, oaths and scufflings in a dark corner, that amiable gentle man crawled into the light from under a table. “ What were yeu doing there, old hedgehog?” demanded St. John, who was by no means in an amiable mood. “In the first - place have you the gold, my warlike hero!” asked Ray mond./' “ You are insolent! What if I have “ The* year floe plot eayes in. You’ve .’ad wisitors, my Captin’,” said Raymond. “ You ’as ’em this minit. They’re in the League-Hall., Two ferocious wisitors as wants money. There’s a rat hole in the wall under that table and its been a recreation, hit ’as, to me, to listen to the remarks of them visitors.” Raymond was soaping his paws again. GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 5, 1861. “ they ? and what do they wantN*w(F “ Twso*%hiefs of the League, my Captin—-and they wants gold. They say thes won’t hact with yer after this nighty-,nor this night neither with out the g#!d—they can’t keep the brethren satisfied-*—they’re willin’ to stand by ye—but the brethren want gold.” »: ’ k “ Confound them ! They'll have gold and blood enough before morn ing,” said St. John. “The blow will be struck before dawn.” “ Pervided yer ’aves ’ands enough to strike hevery vere, Captin.” * ‘ “ What do you mean ?” “The brethren want money down —on the nail—or they won’t hact.” “ So—l will see these visitors. How is it with the young lady ?” “ She’s all right up stairs—atad my lovely Marbel is exhibitin’ herself in the room hevery three minutes—the Princess is hall safe—so she would’nt ’ave ye Captin?” Raymond lathered his visage all over With this fact, up to the eyes, over the nose and under the chin— eyeing the captain gleefully. “ Away with you !” cried St. John, dealing him a smart blow on the head with the sack of gold. “ Gold ! He’s got gold by the bags ful!” exclaimed Raymond, and this fact gave him such intense delight that he rubbed himself from his heels to his head with it—bathed in it sponged, himself all over with it. “He’s a Juke of Dimints—is the warlike Cap and the Queen of ’arts !—which is hup habove with Marbel, which is the 1 Queen of Clubs.” « -j St. John passed through the hall | and then through several empty rooms, finally pausing before a door. There he beckoned to Raymond to keep near him and then entered. The door gave him noiseless admit tance into an alcolve, which contained a dais, raised three feet from the level of the floor, and sheltered by heavy damask curtains. wwipssif and a few small tables. "By' one of these tables sat two dark looking men, who were so earnestly engaged in con versation that the entrance of the captain was unobserved. They sat near the wall,, which there divided the hall of the mansion from the great j saloon, or as it was called by the con spirators the League-Hall. “Well, my friends,” said St. John, after staring at them contemptuously, though the expression changed in-: stantly to one of cordiality as the, men sprang to their feet. “Ah! We are glad to gee, you, Captain!” cried one of them. f" : “ Thank you Mapes, and yon too j Shei!,” said St. John. “ How stands , the League now.” “Impatient, Captain,” replied he' who answered to the name of Sheik “ The bands are murmuring at this long delay.” “ Do they not know that it would be ruin for us to act before Packenham gives the signal ?” demanded St. John. “Do they think that Andrew Jackson is unable to fall back upon the city and hang every man of them. They must be patient until Packenham gives Jackson employment below.” “ Patience is a virtue they do not possess, and even if the blow were to be struck to-night,” said Mapes, “ many of them refuse to act until paid tljp sum they have been promised.” “ They shall be paid' Re*d the numbers of the bands with their *ien,” said St. John. Sheil produced a paper and read as follows: “No. I. Captain, 20—paid—Ready. “ 2. Mapes, 29 —n«t paid—Mutinous. “ 3. Carlos, 20.—paid—Ready. “ 4. Sheil, 36—half paid—Unreliable. “ 5. Garami, 40—not paid—Doubtful. “ 6. Tarrant, BU-T'Blacks, paid—Ready. “ 7. Vitelli, 60—half paid—Doubtful. “ 8. Clare, . 75 “ “ “ Total, , , 350.” . “ And what amount will satisfy the rascals?” demanded St. John. “Not less than five thousand dol lars,” replied Sheil. “ It is now quarter of eleven,” said St. John. “The captains and officers of the League are to meet here at quarter past eleven. Let it be known as speedily as possible that I have the gmcl qn double their demands —and will do ii. Where aro the bands ?” “ All areln meetings at their differ ent quarters awaiting your answer,” replied Sheil. “So much tire better. Convene the officers as possible,” con tinued St. John as he turned to leave the hall, from which Mapes and Sheil immediately dqpq®|ed. St. John deported the sack of coin itt a small eldest upon the dais and said to Raym|h4 i f*‘ “Go guard the front door. I have much wnti*£<to do in my office.’’ Raymond-hobbled away while St. John hastened to the apartment where he kept his private papers, and having locked the door threw off his cloak and seated himself at a desk. He studied a map of the city for a'few minutes and then thought aloud: “It must succeed, Packenham sends me word thathe will attack Jack son at daybreak. The fight will be bloody/tint brief, for the American rabble cannot withstand the charge of those British veterans. Packenham demands that we shall fire the city at that a portion of Jack son Vforce shah be detached from the main body to rescue the city. But this does not suit me, for that detached force would play havoc handful of mercenaries at my cotii mand. The revolt might be quelled by half of Adair’s Kentuck ians. No —let the battle begin—we shall, hear the cannon plainly here. Thenr I will let loose my men for plunder and rapine. Jackson will have more than he can do to resist the British, and will not be able to spare a single company for the city. The battle below is to open just before dawn. I will .give the- signal to fire and , saejf one hour before that trine,' and long ere Jtfckson can receivd in-, telligeucc of*it New Orleans shall b& in a sheet, of- flame. The constgrna tion Qf -the-few fighting, men here yiN 4 be the--only thing thougtet of. The. city shaH. be, well plundered before Mckebham yhs a hand jn the'pluck ing. tjSh&Tl have my choice of the ‘ JBeauty <f-' Booty- before jits veteran thieves of the Peninsula, can a drive. Whafoshall I ;, do£vr&Ji.-’ray prisoners? I will tak# no , ’moi'e than I have. I have Carlos look after the wine-seller’s daughter. llow did that Italian Count tfiscover that I am to meet Rosetta at midnight? llow did he track me to New Orleans. So ho , trickled me into a legal marriage with his daughter! I think I have had the best of it so far, and will to the very end. I shall make it a pleasure to knock Count Mario on the head. I I for that little beauty of is ' something about that ’Rosetta which reminds me of Clara Atite'lli, of Florence. And that father of- Rosetta—that wine-seller, P-jtfJ-—where have I seen him—or some one like him, years and years ago? j This ruffian, Carlos, loves Rosetta ■.—the'brute ! He to love such a flower i—a mere bud. And she loves me— poor thing—believes I love her ! I, to love a mere -child like that! She has 1 served my purpose }>o far, for \ iola is in my power, and without I ! could lnvo 'done-little, whether in' low 'or plot. But my word is pledged to. j cnsnnrj Rosetta for Carlps.” i anil paced the-floor with 1 uneasy strides, muttering : - !“!’“ I would balk the villain if LcoYlidf I Poortfcosetta —she \o\f&rcc—she.be lieves me as lmmacuiat? as a Go A, I whereas I am an incarnate' devil, judged by godly men. lam to meet her at twelve— she will fly to my-armw —the girl is as chaste as snow, arid I must use all my arts to persuade her to e|ope with me—having*succeed ed I must give up the confiding, inno cent child to the merev of the ruffian,;" Carlos. It rs terrible I See her tear ful eyes, hear her pleading voice, feel her arms thrown around mo, clinging to me for protection ! Horrible! I cannot do it. Now thaUViola.is mine I shrink from the unholy compact. It seems that I affttstill human.” He paused in his pace, for his quick ear heard'lhe sound of voices below. “It is Carlos—he has hurried from, his affairs to pres3 this matter. lie is coming to demand his portion of the game. I have used the villain to the accomplishment of my purposes—why should I he used by him to gain liis ends? The rascal would betray me if he dated. I am warned not to attemp' to injure Rosetta —the warn ing seems.like a voice from the grave. I must' incur great peril to ensnare Rosetta, for my purpose seems known. I will break the compact. 1 will not move jn the matter. And if Cailos dares -scowl upon my decision—let him look well to his litc. The ruffian affects a disgusting familiarity already, and Mapes has warned me that Carlos seeks to be the leader of tho League. He my rival!” Someone knocked at tho door, and St. John opened it at once. “ I£bw sets tho wind now, brave captain?” said Carlo3 as ho swag gered in. , < “ Fair for good men, and foul for traitors,” replied St. John, sternly. “ So much" the better, Captain, for us good men.' Do you know that it is after elevevf” . ' \ ' “And what.if it is?” “ What If It is ? Why rflucli,. my Captain. - There - remains a bind to he caught —the bargain i3 not yet all shipshape on your part. It is time you were ruising after Rosetta, the wine-seller’s daughter.” “Timo enough for that,” replied St. John. “ Nor am I accustomsd to being schooled by any man when to act." “ Carlos gave a lurch and a reel that swung hingfaco to fuco with his ac complice. “ Speak out, Captain, do you meat to say that you wRI catch my bird so; mo ?” “Catch your own birds, my gay Spaniard, and remember where you are, and to wjiom you speak. You have been my ally, but not my equal;” said St. John haughtily. “ You wish to back out of the com pact,” growled Carlos, “and so try to pick aquarreTwith m;. Come, you are nqt off shore yet. There is time to bring a regiment sabres from Jackson’s camp.” “ You will dare attempt to betray !” exclaimed St. John, with a dangerous gleam from his keen blue eyes. “ I say I can and dare, if you play me false,” replied Carlos, boldiy. If you break your agreement with mo there’s no honor among thieves, and I leave you.” ~ “ That is if you can.” “ “If I can ? Who will stop me ?” demanded* Civics, drawing his pistol - <£f£Uy'- ¥- : “That,” said St-. John, calmly and towards the open door. <su los turned-arid beheld Raymoffi? with a carbine reveled at his head#**’ “Aha! So-so!” muttered Carlos glancing fronj man. “Efe is a Jcvil, as rfiyptpciVtM? believe. I must watch fog|jpet®cnance,”. ■ “If be stW -R-ajßfc&nd', shoot him down," crieff g£Jolil7. .. 1 “Aye,” growlitlßaymond. “The swaggering pi rati* picked me last idghtJ Be sure hied pop-bin atwßn the ears or the heyes. But lie brought a lady with him, Cap.ttli’?’. « - .. “ A lady ? Where is, she Yfho is she?” -V Carlos replaced his njiyil and laughed mockingly. “I will tell you who she is, bold Captain,- and then we’ll be 1 fiends “ I have always doubted you, Captain, about the girl, and a Turk when I girUfovu'd' you. As I was about \lie streets, a while back, hunting after Pierre Rivart,- who is missing, a petti coat dashed by and-1 grappled it, of course. She cried: ‘Gh tell me where I may find'Capt. St. John—for life and death !’ So I convoyed her here. She didn’t know me in the .dark, for I grfovjLed out that I had unoheyAo piijr tbo Captain and would rshowtnC way—it,was just around the bend of the nexf Street. She’s very anximts to see you, Captain.” “Who is she?” demanded St? John, feeling uneasy.* 4 „ ' “ Well, she’ll be called. Soporfl' los.- Sollio soon, lut a|(. net naße is Rosetta, th%j|fin<Plel ler s daughter.!”- “ Great HeSven! Sh€ here!” ex claimed St. John, growing pale. “ She shall be set at liberty immedi ately !” “Perhaps not,” said Carlos, coolly. “ I hear the sound of the Leaguers as They enter the empty house alongside. A yell from 1110, or the report of that carbine Old Porcupine is handling, will bring them here. There is a law of the League which reads somewhat after this wise : ‘No B.J 1 i?.—Beauty or Booty—shall be vestoi-ed from the League, when once claimed by a brother, without the consent of every member of the. League, and the pen alty of violating this decree sliali be death.’ That’s the sense of it, though not the lingo.’*-;You sec what don’t please one may please another, and should you-change your mind about your bird, Viola, why there’ll bo plenty to claim her, eh ?” St. John shuddered as he reflected upon the possible fate of Viola. If in the coming onslaught lie should fall by intended or chance blow, Viola would become the prey of the first ruffian that should hiy hands on her. “Where is Rosetta?” housked. “Chatting with the dainty Viola,” said Carlos. “I put her in MarbeTs charge, and told the she dragon to let her have a talk with the bird. You see Viola will soon let the cat out of the bag.” “ What cat ?” “ Why, that we made a lovely bar gain—-girl for girl—wife for wife—ior I intend to make Rosetta a dutiful and affectionate husband,” said Car los. “ Rosetta, by this time bates-, you more than she ever loved—-tlrat s my policy.” “ The League is ready to enter the hall,” sail! Raymond. “Let U3 go with the League,” said St. John. “ After that, Carlos, we wißattend to other matters.” “As you please,” replied Carlos, swaggering after the Captain, and eyeing Raymond’s carbine scornfully. [to b* ooNTurtriD is oca wu] NO. 18. WE SLEEP TOO LITTLE. But if night, and not day, is thO time to sleep, then it maybe said that thogeneral princip!c,jirevails that the amount of sleep aboald be regulated by the dividing line between light and In-kness; and that this view may bo iceepted as tire-correct one, is .deter mined from analogy; it being truq that auimals accept it and act upon it in the temperate latitudes, which aro supposed to bo the most favorable for the development of the human organ*' ism in its highest proposticrus/-. Take the year together day and night are about equal; and were man kind within these latitudes to live ac cording to the laws of life and health • in other directions, they would sleep while darkness is on the face of the earth, and be* active only during the - - period in which was abundant. ‘ Asa hahit and fashion with our peo* pie, we sleep, too little. It is admitted by all those who aro competent to speak on the subject, that the people of the United States, from day to day, not only do not get sufficientsleep, hut they do not get sufficientrost. By tlio preponderance of the nervous over tho f vital temperament, they need all the recuperating benefits which sleep can offer during each night as it passes. A far better rule would be to get eights and including sleep ten horn sos recumbent rest. It is a sad mistake, that some make, who suppose themselves qualified -to speak on tho subject, in affirming that per-. sons of a highly wrought-nervous - temperament need—as compared with those of a more lympbai.c, or stolid .organization—less sleep. The. truth is, that where power is expended wi.j great rapidity, by a constitutional law, it is regathcred slowly; the teictions after awhile demanding much more time for the gathering up of uowfurco than the direct effort demands in ex- v pending that force. Thus a man of a nervous temperament, after lie has es tablished a habit of over-doing, recov ers from the effect of such overaction much move slowly than a jaiui of. dif power to rest is destroyed. . As between the nervous and tho lymphatic temperaments, therefore, wLei«vxcess of work is demanded, it wit3»always be seen that at the close of d-ny’s labor, whether it lias been of muscle or thought, the man of r.ervou3 (temperament who is tired, finds it d.f ficutrto fall to sleep, sleeps purturbly, wakes- *up excitedly, and is more apt tliaft otherwise to resort to stimulants Made fcmhself in conditions of ploas uraljlc activity. While the man of Lymphatic temperament, when tired* faUs asleep, sleeps soundly and unir.-' tmuptedly, anti wakes up in the morning anew man. *ffhc facts are against the theory that nervous temperaments recuperate from ihe.fatigug3 tfl '-which their pos scssgpfoiire suo-jeated. Three-fourths of our drunkards arc from the ranks of the of nervous temperament. Almost all opium eaters in cur coun try —and their name is Legion—aro persons of nervous or sanguine tem peraments. Almost all tho mc-n in the country who becomes tho victims of narcotic drugimedieation are the nervous or nervous sanguine tempera* ments. That the very general habit of de pendence upon stimulants, or stimulo narcotics, is almost entirely confined to persons of the nervous tempera ment, shows that the taxations to which they subject themselves arc not raadily reacted from; and that under their methods of living, they find it difficult to depend upon the natural force to make good their'losses within the timo they allot for that purpose. The rule, therefore, should ho the other * way from that which is supposed to be; namely, that persons of highly wrought nervous organization need but little sleep. It should be tho habit with such per sons to sleep largely, and to insist upon such freedom from exercise, -Loth of body and mind, and sueh external !conditions of repose, as gradually to* bring the brain to acknowledge such relations to tho general structure a3 will enable its various organs to be come so refreshed that they may, when duty is resumed, perform it with accustomed yet healthy vigor. The New Testament. —The great mass of readers suppose the books of the New Testament appear in the or der as written —that the Gospel of St. Matthew was first composed, and the RevllationS last. This is n mishitke. The following is will estiiblsbed to be the order in which the various parts came before the world: 1. St. Paul’s Epistles, Epistle to the Hebrews. 3. The first three Gospels. 4.-Epistle of St. James, f,. The Revelations. 0. Epistle of St. Peter. 7. Acts of the Apo*ik-s. 8. Gospel and Epistles cf St. John.