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UNIVERSITY OF GEORGIA U8RA8Y
VOLUME XIY.
ATHENS, GA.—THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 12, 1846.
NUMBER 31.
BY CIIKISTY A LA^IPKIIV.
Ofict on Broad Street.
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the building lately occupied by the
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Cane and Windsor Chairs
CABINET FURNITURE.
T HE subscriber has on hand, and is constantly
king, every description of Furniture, which he
will warrant to be made for use, and in the newest
style.
First rate Workmen engaged. Old Furniture re
paired, cleansed and varnished.
House, Sign, and Ornamental Painting.
Athens, July 10, 18-tO-tf C. S. OLIVER.
Warehouse in Athens.
T HE subscriber has completed his WAREHOUSE
in Athens, and is now prepared to receive Cot-
lon. Flour and other produce on storage, receiving
and forwarding goods, and the Factorage and Com
mission business in all its branches. Liberal advan
ces will bo made on Cotton or Flour in Store.
Rates on Cotton or Flour, l2lc. per montli for stor
age, and t2jc. for selling. Receiving and forwardinj
goods 12jc?pcr package. Lumber and Shingles wii
be stored and sold on liberal terms.
JOHN H. NEWTON
Athens, Oct. 15,1846. tf
GROCERIES!
T HE subscriber* are receiving their Fall supply or
Groceries, consisting of
500 Rags Kio snd Java Coffee,
50 Uhda. St. Croix and Porto Rico Sugars,
20 whole and half Uoxea Loaf do
20 llarrcls Crushed and powdered do
50 lids. Cuba Molasses,
500 whole, half and quarter kegs Powder,
900 pieces Kentucky Bagging,
100 “ Gunny do
200 Coils Rope,
20 Tons Iron, assorted,
50,(00 bushels Salt (bulk)
1500 Liverpool Sacks do.
Bacon, Lard, Rice, Blankets, Shoes, &e.
All of which will be sold low for cash e r approved pnper.
Merchants and planters are requested to call andexatn-
iue their stock In-fore purchasing.
Augusta, Sept 25,1816 HAND & WILLIAMS.
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THE A3IEUICA.1 GIRL’S SO!*C.
Our hearts are with our native land,
Our song is for her glory;
Her warrior's wreath is in our hand,
Our lips breathe out her atoiy.
Her lofty hills and valleys green
Are shining bright before us—
And like a rainbow sign is seen
Her proud flag waving o’er us.
And there are smiles upon
For those who meet the f<
For glory’s star knows no eclipse,
Wneu smiled upon by woman.
For those who brave the mighty deep,
And scorn the threat of danger,
We’ve smiles to cheer, and tears to weep,
For every ocean ranger.
Our hearts are with our native land,
Our song is for her freemen;
Our prayer is for her gallant band,
Who strike where honor leads them.
We love the taintless air we breathe—
’Tis Freedom’s spacious bower;
We’ll twine for him an endless wreath,
Who scorns a tyrant’s power.
They tell of France’s beauties rare—
Of Italy’s proud daughters;
Of Scotland’s lassies, England’s fair,
And nymphs of Shannon’s waters.
We need not boast their haughty charms,
Though lords aroand them hover;
Our glory U ‘ ~
A Fbeei
That’s just what I think; and now,Mario, I do
want to get married, and if you’ll—
* Indeed I will, John, for you know. I was al
ways partial to you, and I have said it so often
behind your back.’
‘Well, I declare, I’ve all along thought you
might object,and that’s the reason I’ve been afraid
to ask you.’
‘Object! No, I’ll die, first; you may ask of
me just anything you please.* #
* And you’ll grant it.’
* I will.*
Then, Maria, I want you to pop the question for
me to Mary Sullivan, for—
* What ?*
‘Eh V
* Do you love Mary Sullivan 1
4 O, indeed I do, with all my heart.*
‘ I always thought you were a fool.*
‘Eh?
* I say you’re a fool, and you’d better go home,
your mother wants you ! O you—you-—you stu
pid /’ exclaimed the mortified Maria, in a shrill
treble, and she gave poor John a slap on the
cheek that sent him reeling. Unhappy Maria!
The course of trot love never did run smooth.
Warehouse and Commission Business.
GIBB^fe McCQJll).
T HE undersigned,having entered into co-partner
ship under tho TV “ *' M /V ‘ DT *
beg leave to offer themselves tc
McCORD,
jegJesvetooner memseivesio meir iriends and the
>ublic generally, as WAREHOUSEtAND COM-
'MISSION MERCHANTS, and trust, by strictly
adhering to those rules which should govern
Warehouse men, to merit a liberal shnre of patronage.
They have taken the well known stand recently oc-
TO KATE.
I’m thinking of the time, Kate,
When sitting by thy side,
And picking beans, I gazed on thee,
And felt a manly pride—
In silence leaned we o’er the pan,
And neither spake a word;
But the rattling of the beans, Kate,
Was all the sound 1 heard.
Thy auburn curls hung down, Kate,
And kissed thy lily cheek;
Thy azure eyes, half filled with tears,
Bespoke a spirit meek—
To be so charmed as I was then
Had ne’er before occurred,
When the rattling of the beans, Kate,
Was all the sound we heard.
I thought it was no wrong, Kate,
So leaning o’er the dish,
As you snatched up a lot of beans,
1 snatch'd a nectar’d kiss—
A sudden shower made blind my eyes,
Was all the sound 1 heard.
MISCELLANEOUS.
copied liy Andrews &. Wootten, and will make »I1 . .
ontfnn afnroil with fhr*in as safe bv insurance as anv*,
Popping tbo Question.
‘ But why don’t you get married ?’ said a bounc
ing girl,with a laughing eye to a smooth-laced in
nocent-looking youth, who blushed to the eyes at
cotlon srornd with th<™ a. safe by insnrance as any . . ^ „ i(J tho youlhi tloppi „g short wilh
Theyiltoptadg. thmwehe. not to pnrehnsnany a gasp, and fiting his eyes on vacancy with a
cotton in the transaction of their business, hut will i puzzled aud foolish expression. .
give their undivided attention to the interest of their | ‘Well, goon; you what?’ said the fair cross
patrons.
larges
tablished in the city.
ILT Liberal advances
store, when required.
Augusta, July 9,1846.
n conformity with those e»
vill be made on produce ii
THOMAS F. GIBBS,
GEORGE McCORD.
questioner, almost imperceptibly inclining near
er to the young man. ‘Now just tell me right
straight out; you what ?’
* \Vhy, I—pshaw, I don’t know.’
‘You do; 1 say you do, now; come, I want
to know.’
* Oh, I can’t tell you.*
I say you can. Why, you know I’ll never
mention it, and you can tell me of course, you
know, for havn’t I always been your friend?*
* Well, you bare, I know,’ replied the belea-
cs'tly request all who arc indebted to me, individually, j guered youth.
to make payment by the 1st of December next, as | * And I’m sure I always thought you liked me,
longer indulgence cannot be given. went on the maiden, in tender and mellow ac
JOHN H. NEWTON. cents.
* O, I do, upon my word—yes, indeed I do', Ma
ria,* said the unsophisticated youth, very warm
ly, and he found that Maria bad unconsciously
placed her hand in his open palm.
Then there was a silence.
* And then—well ?’ said Maria, dropping her
eyes to the ground.
TIMELY NOTICE.
H AVING waited long and patiently on those who
are indebted to me, I am now compelled to bring
my old business to a close. I would, therefore,
Athens, Oct. 15,1846.
THOMAS G. HALL,
Coach «Maker
H AVING located at Athens, will receive orders
for any description of PLEASURE CARRIA
GES, to J>e built to order, delivered at Athens—war
ranted to please—and on the most reasonable terms.
Athens, Oct. 8,1846.
tf.
The Editor-. Bv One.
The editor is the dupe of destiny. His lot was
knocked down to him a bargain, and it turns out
to be a take-in' His land of promise is a moving
bog. His bed of roses is a bigb-backed chair
stuffed with thorns. His laurel wreath is a gar
land of nettles. His honors resolve themselves
into a capital hoax—bis pleasuesare heavy pen
alties—his pride is the snuff of a candle—his pow-
but volumes of smoke. The editor is the
most ill-starred man alire. He, and be alone—
the thousand pretenders about town notwithstand
ing—is indeed the identical martyr commonly
talked ol as the most ill-used individual. He
seems to govern opinion, and is in reality a vic
tim to the opinions ol others. He incurs more
than nine-tenths of the risk and responsibility,
and reaps less than one tenth of the reward and
reputation. The defects of his work are liberally
n'gned to him—the merits of it are magnani
mously imputed to his correspondents. If a bad
article appear, the editor is unsparingly condemn
ed—if a brilliant oue be inserted, Anonymous car-
;s off the eulogium. The editorial function is
ipposed to consist “in the substitution of‘if it
be’ for * if it is,’ and the insertion of the word
‘ however’ here and there, to impede the march of
a fine style.” Commas and colons are the only
points he is reputed to make—his niche of fame
is merely a parenthesis—be is but a note of ad
miration to genius! His life is spent in usher
ing clever people into deserved celebrity—be sits
as charioteer, outside the vehicle, in which pro
digious talents are driven to immortality.
It is his fortune to insert all his contributors in
the temple of glory, and to exclude himself for
want of space. He is always to “ go in,” bnt ex
pires unpublished at last. He bestows present
popularity on thousands, without securing posthu
mous renown as his own share. His career In
this life is a tale of mystery—“ to be continued
the next.” He is only thought of when things
go wrong in the journal. Curiosity then looks
out at the comers of its eyes, and with brows and
lips pursed up, querulously ejaculates, “ who Is
he ?” If by any cbance praise instead of censure
should be meditated, the wrong man is immedi-
.tely mentioned. People are only certain of their
editor when they are going to horsewhip him.—
Is there a bright passage or two in an indifferent
article, you may be sure that they are not indebt
ed for that polish to the editorial pen. Ie there a
dull phrase or a harsh period in some favorite
contribution ? Oh, the editor has altered it or
neglected to revise the press! But If the editor
is abused for what he inserts, he is twice abased
for what he rejects. It is a curious feature of
his destiny that if he strikes out but a single line of
an article whether in verse or prose, that very
infallibly the crowning beauty of the pro
duction. It is not a little odd that when he de
clines a paper, that paper is sure to be by far the
best thing the author ever wrote.
Accepted articles may be bad; rejected ones
are invariably good. It is admitted that judgment
is the first essential for an editorship, and it is at
the same time insisted on, that judgment is exact
ly the quality which the editor has nut. An au
thor is praised in a review—he is grateful to an
individual writer whose name he has industrious
ly inquired for; an author is condemned in a re-
■—he is unspeakably disgusted with the editor.
A Tragical Starr*
. Charles had been absent two days. Poor Ju
lia had been wishing and wishing for him. His
well-known steps sounded in the entry; the door
opened, and she met him with a heightened color
in her cheek and her blue eyes flashing Irom be
neath her long lashes with sparkles of unwonted
pleasure. Shall I mention particulars? It is
scarcely necessary. He who caunot imagine
how a warm-hearted young wife, in the honey
moon, would meet her husband after an absence
of two whole days, is no reader for roe.
“0!”she exclaimed, after the first transport
had a little subsided, “ I am glad you have re-
turned, dear, dear, Charles! I was alraid you
might not come—that you were sick, or some
accident had occurred; but here you are. And
now, hare you had a pleasant time ? and whom
did you see ! and—”
Charles stopped her mouth.
“ Yes, here 1 an. safe and sound, and full ol
t ew«; but you huddle questions with such volu-
ility, that I should never get a chance to an
swer them and j our mouth wide open to ask I
don’t know how many more.”
“ Well, then,” answered she, flinging herself
into an attitude of attention, and folding her arms
like a Judge upon a bench—“There,lam dumb,
and ready to listen to the news. I won’t speak
another word till you are done.”
And with considerable apparent difficulty she
closed her lips.
“ Now, then,” said Charles, “ mark me. 1
“ I will,” said Julia.
Well, then,” continued her husband, laugh-
“ in the first place, they are all well; in the
next, I had a pleasant time; and lastly, I have
seen old Mr. Peterson, and Aunt Sarah, and Mr.
and Mrs. Vanderdyke, aud Little Rob, Henry
and Maria.”
And this,” inquired Julia, “is the news you
are to tell ? and the so are all you saw 1”
“ Oh, no!” replied Charles, mysteriously;
far from it. Julia. I have met one more—one
most beautiful, bewitching more—the very coun
terpart ofVenus. Such a complexion—such ring,
lets, long and glossy, and cheeks—rose and lilies
nothing to them. There is nothing ii
nature sweeter than her lips, and her eyes
bright daggers no man should rashly encounter.
They are soft, melting, liquid, heavenly blue—
full of the light ol intellect, and tremulous every
beam of them with a tenderness that makes the
heart ache.”
You are only jesting with mo,” said Julia
endeavoring, but in vain, to cheek the change
that came over her face, as the shadow of a cloud
flits across the stream. “ This is some Dutch
beauty, and you can scarcely describe her with
out laughing. Come, now, tell the truth.”
“You may believe it or not, just as you please,”
said Charles, “ but I assure you the whole ac-
count is true as the enjoyment of it was enraptur
ing and the memory is delicious.”
I spent an evening not long since in compa
ny with the celebrated Dr. ——» who was the
medical attendant of John Randolph of Roanoke,
at the time of his decease in Philadelphia.—
Among many deeply interesting anecdotes, he re.
luted the following, which has never been pub
lished. I think it well deserved to be.
Randolph was near his end. Dr. -- ■ was
setting by the table, and his man John (Juda was
left in Roanoke) sitting by the bed jn perfect si
lence, when he closed his eyes, and for a few
moments seemed, by his hard breathing, to be
asleep. But as the sequel proved, it was intense
working of bis mind. Opening his keen eye up-
on the Dr. he said sharply, ‘Remorse. 1 *—soon
afterwards, more emphatically, * Remorse 1!’—
presently, at tbe top of his strength, he cried
out, ‘ Remorse ! !* He then added, * Let me see
the word* The Dr., not comprehending his de-
‘, made no reply. Randolph then said to him,
with great energy, *Let me see the word—show
me it in a Dictionary.* The Dr. looked around,
and told him be believed there was none in tbe
room. * Write it then,* said Randolph. Tbe
Dr. perceived one of R.’s engraved cards lying
on the table, and asked if he should write it on
that. ‘Nothingmure proper,’ was the answer.
The Dr. then wrote the word in pencil under the
printed name and handed it to Randolph. He
seized it, and holding it up to bis eyes with great
earnestness, much agitated. After a few seconds
ho handed back the card, saying, ‘ Write it on
the other side.* The Dr. did so, in larger let
ters. He took it again, and after gazing earn
estly upon it a few seconds, returned it, and
said, ‘Lend Johu your pencil, and let him put a
stroke under it.’ The black man took the pencil
and did so, leaving it on the table. * Ah !* said
the dying man, 4 Remorse!—you don’t know
what it means!’ But added presently, ‘ I cast
myself on the Lord Jesus Christ tor mercy.*
Dr. then showed me the identical card;
one side there was written, * John Randolph of
Roanoke—Remorao, ’andon the other side, * Re
morse.* You can imagine the varied thoughts
that rushed through my mind at beholding ibis
sad evidence of the dreadfulness of postponing to a
dying hour the business of a lifetime.
Julia was sensitive and artless. She loved
er husbi
rail
land with that deep tenderness which
tne thrills of love’s hopes and feara.—
■Her heart was like a goblet filled to the brim
whose contents tremble and overflow when
shaken ever so lightly. There was, therefore,
these enthusiastic praises of another, some-
thing strange and even cruel. Still she could
not believe that he was serious, and forcing a
smile, and struggling to keep down her rising
emotion, she listened to him in silence as he
rattled ou.
“Our meeting was marked with uncommon
interest. Old Mr. Peterson introduced
her, after having previously hinted that before I
was married, sho had regarded me with mori
than common complacency.”
“ Charles!—>”
“ Well, we met. I addressed her by name
she said nothing—but oh! those eyes of hers wer
fixed on me with a gaze that reached into the in
nermost recesses of my heart, and seemed to
touch all those chords of feeling which nature had
strung for joy. Where ver 1 went I found her
eves turned towards me, and an arch smile just
played about her 6aucy lips, and spoke all the
fine fancies and hall bidden meaning that woman
will often look, but not always trust to the clum
sy vehicle of words. I could restrain myselt n<
longer—-but forgetting all save those heavenly
Talleyrand.
Cist’s (Cincinnati) Advertiser gives a few in
cidents connected with tbe history of this singu
lar man:
His standing motto as well as favorite maxim
was * Dormit evetUe,’ which is but feebly render
ed in English, * To sleep with the eye open.’—
His definitions were, many of them equally
characteristic. ‘ Speech,’ said Talleyrand, ‘ was
given to man to conceal his thoughts.’ When
Napoleon marched his army to Spain, the diplo
matist shrugged his shoulders and said: * It is
worse than a crime. It is a blunder.* When the
invasoin of Russia took place, and he was asked
his opinion of it: ‘It is the beginning of the
i w iu6 givuuu. , view—he is unspeakably disgusted witn tne editor.
Eh ! O—well ? said John dropping his eyes Week after week, month after month, the said ed-
Tfce Holy Land.
For eighteen hundred years the western world,,
in all its prosperous life and youthful energy, has
looked with reverence and hope towards the
stricken, yet honored land of which we have ta
ken a survey. After ages of obscurity, as a mere
province of a fallen empire, that country suddenly
became invested with a glory till then unknown
to earth. A few poor fishermen went forth from
those shores among the nations, and announced
such tidings as changed the destiny of the world
forever. Human life became an altered state;
new motives, sympathies, and principles arose ;
new charities were developed, new hopes, enlarg
ing from the grave, animated our race. It was
natural that this bright hope and faith should de
generate into enthusiasm. The land of Palestine
became a sort of idol; and pilgrims rushed to its
shores in countless multitudes, in the hope of lay.
ing down the burden of their sins upon Us sa.
crcd soil.
The spirit of all Europe was warlike ; and the
voice ot Peter the Hermit turned its energies in
to a new channel, when the cross became tbe
emblem of devotion in the cause of chivalrv as
well as of religion. The summons which he
gave, rent asunder every tie of lore, home, and
self-interest. The warriors of England, Franco
and Austria knew no patriotism but for Palestine
—no interest but for the sepulchre—no love but
that of glory. Then for centuries the tide of
war rolled from Europe upon Asia. Baffled and
beaten back, or perishing there fruitlessly, men
learned at length that not by human means was
glory to be restored to Palestine, The crescent
shone triumphantly over Calvary, as if to teach
the Christain that his faith was to be spiritual,
its inspiration no longer to be sought on earth.—
His Holy Land, although no longer an object of
warlike ambition, has lost none of the deep inter
est with which it once inspired the most vehe.
ment crusader.
The first impressions of childhood are connect,
ed with that scenery, and infant lips, in Eng
land’s prosperous homes, pronounced with rever
ence the names of forlorn Jerusalem and despis
ed Galilee. We still experience a sort of patri-
otism for Palestine, and feel that scenes enacted
there were performed for the whole family of man.
What a church is to a city, Palestine is to tho
world. Phoenician fleets once covered those si
lent waters ; wealthy cities once fringed those
lonely shores; during three thousand years, war
has led all the nations of tbe earth in terrible pro
cession along those historic plains ; yet it is not
mere history that thrills the pilgrim to tbe Holy
Land, with such feelings as no other spot on the
wide earth inspires; but the belief that on yonder
land tbe Saviour once trod with human feet,
bowed down with sufferings, liuked to our race
by the sympathy of sorrow, bedewing our tombs
with his tears, consecrating our world wilh his
blood.—People's Dictionary of the Bible.
end,’ was his prophetic reply.
‘Hark!* exclaimed Talleyrand, during the
Revolution of the three days, * the tocsin sounds!
We triumph I’ ‘We—who V exclaimed one of
his friends. ‘ Hist 1’said the old diplomatist, * I
will tell you to-morrow.*
I know not, however, any thing which sets ii
its turn like the versatile and shameless character
of the ex-Bishop of Autun more strongly than the
following anecdote, told by Mr. Van Buren him
self at Saratoga Springs:
Santa Anna. Jj. S
The early military career of Santa Anna fs thus V
skethed in the September number of Black wood’s $
Magaiine: *** •
Santa Anna, in 1823, was unknown ; he was
simply a colonel in the Mexican service. The
declaration of public opinion in that year, in favor
of republicanism found him a zealous convert; and
at the head of his troops he marched from Vera
Cruz to meet tbe troops of Iturbide. He met the
Emperor’s General Ecbavari half way to tho
capital, and after some trivial encounters, made a
Jest alter the rijecSo. ol hi, nomination a. fern,-; EchavarP. ^Italian,
ioit.-to n. A. *1- V.„ 1 marched mto Santa Anna’s camp. Iturlndo.thua
had no alternative
into banishment. Tbe
Republic was proclaimed, and Santa Anna was
recognized as the deliverer of his country. But
an occasion occurred, in which bis military talents
were to be equally conspicuous.
In 1829, a Spanish armament, with 4000 troops
under General Barrados, made its appearaocc off
Tampico, despatched to recover the country for tho
This instance of the acliviy of
Minister to England, by the Senate, Mr. y an marched into Santa Anna s c
Buren called oiTTalieyrand to take leave. The »*npt of hie troops,
Prince had always been in the habit of comma- cmftob*. and fa tal,
nicating with him through an interpreter, la the
person of his beautiful niece, and never allowed
his visiter to suppose that he could speak a word
of English. On the present occasion, however,
the interpreter was absent. Talleyrand sent for
her in every direction, but she could not be found.
He seemed much annoyed, and Mr. Van Buren,' * um P , ct
not being able 1o speak French, also felt the em-! /Vm*® 8 • . ^
barrassment of the dilemma. At length, alter ! OW S l' a,n w « *° u " e ’‘P ec “ !d ' *»< lh° R«putU.
all attempts to find the interpreter had proved " as '"general consternaUon. But Santa Anna
T HE undersigned having bought the stock of
goods owned by Lehmaier & Bros., will contin
ue to occupy the same stand, No 3, Granite Range;
where they intend to keep on hand a good assortment
of Dry Goods and Groceries. Those wishing to buy
cheap, will call and examine.
Athens, Aug. 20-19-4f.
and Maria’s hand at the same time.
pretty sure you love somebody,
i fact,’
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said Maria, assuming again a tone of raillery, *1
know you’re in love, and John, why don’t you tell
roe about it, at once.’
Well—I,*
Well—I,’ oh, you silly mortal, what is there
to be afraid of!’
Oh, it ain’t because I’m afraid of any thing at
all; and I’ll—well now, Maria I will tell you—’
* Well, now, John.’
‘I—
Samuel S.
John Brouwer,
William G. Ward,
Stephen Holt,
William S. Slocum,
William W. Campbell,
DIRECTORS.
John McChain,
John F. Mackie,
John Newbouse,
Marcus Spring,
Florence Mahoney-
J. W. SAVAGE, President.
W Ji J. Bacas. Secretary.
JOHN H.
Feb. 26. ~
j ttor succours the oppressed, raises up the wreak,
applauds virtue, exalts talent—he pens or promul
gates the praises of friends—of their bocks, pic
tures, acting, safety.lamps and steam paddles—
but from the catalogue of golden names, his own
is an eternal absentee.
TO MERCHANTS.
Fairbanks’ Patent Platform Scales,
WARRANTED.
X^AI&BANKS* Patent Platform & Counter Scales
JC are convenient and accurate—have been long
known and severely tested, and are«hf«sr* right.
For sale by T. BISHOP, Agent.
Athens* Ge^Febrmaiy H, 1846.
NOTICE.
, rT . r still cootinnes to keep open
i HOUSE in Jefferson, Jackson county,
*Ga-, for the accommodation of Travellers.
Man and horse, per day, . . .... 91 60
•Eh?
‘I—*
•Yes.
•I out in love! now don’t tell? you wont, will
«?* said John, violently seizing Maria by the
ini and looking in her face with a most im
ploring expression.
• Why, of course you know, John 1U never
breathe a word of.it, you know I wont, don’t you,
John?’
This was spoken in a mellow whisper, and the
cherry lips of Maria were so near John’s ear
when she spoke, that bad he turned his head to
look at her, there might have occurred an exceed,
iogly dangerous collision.
•Well, Maria,’ said John, I’ve told you, now,
and so you shall know all about it. I have al
ways thought a great deal of jou—’
Yes, John.* -
I am sure you would do anything for me that
^Yes, John, you know I would.
Well I thought so, and you don’t know bow
g I’ve wanted to talk to you about it.
I declare John, I—you might barq told me
long ago if you wanted to—fori am sure I never
was angry with you In my life. 1
Intemperance of Great RXem.
Tbe biographers of some of the most distin
guished literary characters of this and other coun
tries, present lamentable examples of the direful
effects of alcoholic liquors on tbe Intellect. The
national injuries thus sustained may be consider
ed in a two fold point of view; that is, in first
place; from the partial incapacity for montal la
bors which is thereby produced; and secondly, the
premature mortality of men whose mental exer
tions might otherwise have greatly benefitte J their
country. Byron and Boms form prominent ex
amples. Prior, according to his biography, was
not free from the charge of intemperance. Dr.
King states that Pope hastened his end by drink
ing spirits. Pope remarks that Parnell was a
irofd
Poor Julia! She thought she heard the knell
of her young dreams. % Tho hue of her cheek,
and the sparkle of her azure eyes were gone
long before ; and as he painted in such glowing
colors the picture of his feelings, her lip quivered,
and tears swelled up and dimmed the blue light
of eyes beautiful as day.
■ “I will never speak to you again, Charles,”
sobbed she, “ if this be true.”
It is true,” ho exclaimed, “ only not half like
the reality. It was your own picture, my sweet
girl, that I kissed again and again.”
She looked at him a moment, and baried her
wet eyes in his bosom. As she lifted her
head, and shaking back the clustering ringleti
that fell around her brow, displayed her face
smiliug through tears, his arm softly found its
way aronnd her waist, and—but I am at the end
of my sbeeu
fruitless, Talleyrand shrugged bis shoulders, and
wilh a smile remarked, * Well dont go ; we will
talk in English'—and immediately, to the aston
ishment of his hearer, be began to converse in
that language with perfect fluency and correct,
ness.
took hismeasurea with equal intelligence and bra
very. Collecting about 700 men hastily, cross
ing the Gulf in open boats, and evading the Span
ish vessels ot war, landed within a few miles of
the Spanish expedition. Barrados, unprepared for
this dashing antagonist, had gone on some rash ex
cursion, carrying with him tbree-fourths of his
Cariosities. force; the remainingthousand were tbe garrison of
A writer in the Journal of Commerce ofTcr. Tampico. Santa Anna, losing no lime, assaulted
the following curiosities to the managers of the ; P* a ce next morning, and after a four hours strug.
National Museum : B 1 ®’ made lhe wh °le garrison prisoners. But his
The tail of an Irrih Bull. victory placed him in imminent danger. Barrados
Some sand Irom Time’s hour glass. rapidly returned ; the Mexican general, encum-
A torn ruffle from Love’s last shirt. h® 1 * 1 " ith prisoners, found himself in presence
A quandary, with a man in it. j ™ tri P le hia numbers, and with a river in his
Part of tbe patch with which O'Connell’s rest
Srf&v.y.Y.v.’
^tf J.B.NABI
Kid and Wax X>—Us.
a BEAUTIFUL assortment of Dolls—phun and
A richly dressed, J nst received at the New Bonhand
Fancy Store. J. J. BICHABD&
Nov. 5, 1816.
is angry with you m n>J llte -
‘ No. yon wasn’t; and 1 have often felt a great
mind to, hut—
ll’a not too lato^now, you know, John.
a,doyou think
Woil, Maria, do yco
•'-Indeed, Ido net, John,and!know it
be a good thing for jog, too, aa eveij bod
that tho aooner Joong peoplo get mamed tho bel
ter, when they are prudent and inclined to love
one another.
also fell a victim to the
Sagacity at a Doff.
A correspondent residing in Mississippi, on
whose statements the most implicit reliance may
be placed, gives us the following remarkable
facts, illustrating tho sagacity of the dog. He
says a dog belonging to an old gentleman near
his residence in Marshall county, by the name
of Richmond, having been bitteu by some kind
ol very poisonous snake, the old lady (Mrs. R.)
procured some kind of herb growing in tbe woods,
prepared it in milk, and gave it to tbe unfortu
nate animal, which quickly relieved him. Some
time afterwards, he was again bitteij, and came
immediately to his mistress and began to show
signs of distress, when, on examination, the cause
was ascertained. She went again immediately
to gather some of the herb; the dog followed,
and so soon as he saw what kind she gathered,
he began to eat of it. She, however, prepared
and gave him some as before, by which he was
soon relieved. Some time after this, he treed
something a little distance from the house, which
attracted to the place one of the old gentleman’s
sons, who, supposing it to be a rabbit, attempted
to put his band in a hole of the tree, when the dog
laid hold of bis arm and drew it bade. He ..made
the second attempt; but tbe dog again laid bold
and drew it back with considerable force ; upon
which he struck the sagacious and friendly animal
and drove him away. He then introduced his
hand into the hollow of ihetree and was immediate
ly bitten by rattle snake! The same remedy which
great follower of drams, and strangely open and
scandalous in his debaucheries. All are agreed
that he became a sot and finished his existence.’
Dryden, in his youthful days, was conspicuous for
sobriety ; • but for tbe last tea jean of bis life, ob
serves Denis ‘he was much acquainted with Ad
dison, and drank with him even more than he
ever used to do, probably so Ear as to hasten his
end.* • Cowley’s death,* remarked Pope, ‘ was
occasioned by a mean accident, while bis great
friend. Dean Pratt, was on a visit with him at
Cbertsey- They had been together to a neighbor
Cowle’s, who accord ing to the fashion ot the times,
made them to welcome. They did not set out on
their walk home, till it was too late, and had
drank oo deep they lay out in the fields all night.
This gave Cowley the fever and carried him off’
Tbe immortal Shal
me. direful habit.
Re-apfeabaxce of a Submerged Island is
Lik Oxtario.—The Oswego Advertiser states
that Gule Island, situated about taro miles from
tha northern shore of 1 betivfirn ^
Port Hope and Cobomgthas re-appeased. It has [cured the dog, wae fortunately administered to
been submerged seven years. < Mm with like sneess.—Raleigh Star,
mended.
Half a dozen feathers from & gin-cock-tail.
A knock-down argument, and the impression
made.
A pound of better from tbo cream of a joke,
aftd a cheese from tbe milk of human kindness.
Some bristles from the last brush with the
Mexicans, and a little ofGen. Ampudia's dander
them.
A fluke from tbe anchor of Hope.
Whiskers and noses, from a masked battery.
The shadow of the meat that the dog saw in the
water.
A bottle of the smoke that Mr. Polk’s message
ended in.
Some ten penny nails, made from a fragment
of tbe iron duke.
A finger post from the road to ruin.
Music ot tbe spheres original score.
The cap ot a climax.
Musket and powder-horn of a shooting star.
Aboot made on the east ot the Mohegans, with
one of the spurs of the Rocky mountains on the
hceL
The pearl that Cleopatra drank; and the two
diamonds that cut one another.
A silk tassel from the staff of life.
The afternoon of the Dev of Algiers.
Some ol the eels that were used to being skin
ned.
A pair of pointers, from the Great Bear; well
trained.
A hinge from the gates of death and some of
die snuff that the child was’nt quite up to.
Largest Crrr nc the World.—There is a
city in the .interior of China called Son Tchou
which has a population of five millions within its
walls, and ten millions within a radius of four
leagues around. Mr. Hedde, a French mission,
ary who have visited it, is given as authority for
the statement. It is the greatest silk market in
China. .. .iu-.J
Death, or surrender, seemed the only alternatives.
In this emergency, he dexterously proposed an ar
mistice, impressingthe Spanish general with an
idea that he was at tbe head of an overwhelming
force—an impression the more easily made, from
the apparent hardihood of venturing so near an ar
my of Spanish veterans; one ot his first conditions
was, that the Mexican troops should return to their
>wn quarters unmolested. Thus, with merely
100 men, he escaped from five times that num
ber. In a few days, be was joined by 700 men.
He then commenced an incessant and vigorous
attack on the Spanish posiftbn, which was follow,
ed by the surrender of tbe whole corps; and
2200 Spaniards were embarked for tbe Havana
as prisoners of war. Santa Anna’s force never
exceeded 1500 men.
A campaign of this rank naturally placed him
in a distinguished point 0t public view. Yet be
remained in comparative quiet on his estates near
Vera Cruz, on the Napoleon principle—waiting
his opportunity. It soon came; in 1841, Bus-
tamente.the President, fell into unpopularity; mur
murs rose ominously among the troops, and Santa
A ana was summoned to head a revolution. Gath
ering five or six hundred men, chiefly taw re
cruits, he marched on the capital. The enter
prise was singularly adventurous, forBustamente
was an experienced officer, with 8000 men under
his immediate command. Santa Anna again
tried the effect of diplomacy; the result was, that
Bustaincnte finally surrendered both his power
and his place, aud was shortly after sent into ex-
ile. ^ (J .
Santa Anna now governed the country as dic
tator. His administration had the rashness, but
the honesty of bis Spanish origin ; and* Mexico,
relieved from the encumbrances of her Spanish
dependence, was beginning to enjoy tbe riches'of
her unparalleled climate and boundless fertility,
when * new enemy arose in Texas. ...»
Diogenes, the cynic, being asked which were the
dot wine, answered,«that which I drink at other