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ATHENS, GEORGIA,—THURSDAY MORNING, MAY 6, 1847.
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NUMBER 4.
Bf CHRISTY A LAMPKII.
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All hail!
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lope and Faith,
ill life’s storms, ill
• * Vi! *.V V * * 4 50 And when Death', dark
Uove will illumine the gravi
clestial, holy, precious Hope !
the now imprisoned soul!
Thou inn k st easy with life's ills to cope—
Thou canst despairing thoughts control!
Star of the morning! after night’s sad gloom,
Thou on the darken’d heavens doth rise*-
An»f thou'Host send thy rays within the tomb,
To light the way beyond the skies!
MISCELLANEOUS.
Practical Jokes and bad Liquor* -
BY THE EX-FRESCH EDITOR.
It is a well-known fact that oftentimes
both those jokes which are called “ prac
tical”, and * bad,* have been productive
of evil consequences; but whether the
liquor or the joke has done the most mis
chief, we are not called upon just now to
determine. We propose to make mention
of an afTair where bad liquor and q prac
tical joke were productive of the very
best consequences imaginable.
Many years ago, while the State of
Georgia was stiff, in its infancy, an ec
centric creaturefbamed Brown, was
iical illustration of the fact*-—and the poor ; to the Mexican Government. On what (Greece. That glorious hero but a few
old man burst into tears. I ground this choice was qsade we are at a j moments before he led his Suilot band
Don’t be a child,’ said his wife, wip-j loss to discover. It certainly could not
ing.away the tears, * go like a man, over; have been made because of any scarcity
to Sterritt, tell him it was alittle bit of a ; of capable men among the thousands ofour
frolic—pass it off as a joke—-go and open citizens who are always ready to fill with
forth to his last battle, wrote this letter*
to me in his tent.’ As he spoke these
words a heroic smile lit up his pale coun
tenance and I am sure I never saw such
Court, and nobody will' ever think of it: honor any public office. The failure of i an expression on the face of mortal man
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Dr. WOOD S
SA USA l’A HILL A AND WILD CHEHRY
Ich /A, Mr,l
frritnnx th
Wild aIf,
impair'd Di"cs- i
Stomach, 11 eak-'
- disordered habit
of Diseases for I
of its Circuit Judges. He was a man of - J
considerable ability, of indexible integrity, ~ *
and much beloved and respected by all
the legal profession, but lie had one com
mon fault. His social qualities would
lead birn, despite judgment, into frequent
excesses. In traveling the Circuit it was
his almost invariable habit, the night be
fore opening Court, to get “ conifortably
Thou, .acred Hope! canst conquer even Death corned,” by means of appliances common
With its array of dreaded wo— ! upon such occasions. If he could’nt suc-
oft brightest in life’s latest, parting breath, j C ecd while operating upon his own hook
Shines in Death's cloud thy radiant bow! j the members of the bar would generally
Oh,hallow’d Hope! the earth is full of thee— j turn in and help him.
again.
A little of the soothing system operated
upon the Judge, as such things usually
do; his extreme mortification was final
ly subdued, and over to Sterrit’she went
with a tolerable face. Of course, he had
but little difficulty in settling with him—
for aside from fact the Judge’s integrity
was unquestionable, he baefan inkling of
the joke that had been played. The
Anchor of .--afety, on Time's restless si
'Mid storms thou miak’st our bark set
Happy the spirit which is chain’d by tli
Fa >tto that port which shall endure
° f,h H
re nmi speedy r
. Tin y purify
v a In-olihy actio
iclie, flatulency. lo«
«1 end, ».y a "t-ady, regulai
Sarsaparilla a>»l Wild Cherry Bitter.. I have used them
mended tlienj in other., who have used them with equal
micre... I it Ante en.e in particular, ol Dv.-rcmu uf long
r of suffering man !
For oh ! when trials press, to thee we flee,
Joys of the upper world to scan.
Yes, earth to ns were dismal, cold and dark.
Without Hope’s animating form;
’Tis to the traveller, tempest-toss’d, an ark
’Mid the dreariest worldly storm.
Though qften sad while dwelling here.
We look, through thee, for future rest,
Within that eternal glorious sphere
Where pain and cares o<» more molest.
The eye of Faith, when calmly fix’d above,
Sees nothing in that lantl but good:
Beholds in God a God of holy love,
Whose mercy over firm has stood.
Why some aro sad and many others gay,
It is not wise for us to know;
God doeis hla pow’r and grace untold display,'
That mere}- freely to bestow.
’Tis our’s always to bow submissive still,
Beneath Earth's Heaviest—darkest grief—
Obedient!} to do His sacred will,
Till Ilft 'thtQk:' fit to send relief,
fclin
this mission, and the almost unrestrained as at that moment flashed from Byron’s,
indignation and contempt exhibited by j ‘Soon he fell back upon his couch, and
the Mexicans towards Senor Atocha, suf- | wiping the cold sweat from his lofty fore-
ficiently demonstrate the weakness and head, once more exclaimed,* Poor Greece!
folly of this appointment. 1 God bless thee and Ada ! I only ask of
Blunder number two is fully equal to 1 Heaven two things; Heaven can and
number one. The reception of Don Jose ought to grant them—that Greece mav be-
Robira, by our Government, as the ac- j come free, and Ada cherish my memory
credited agent and representative of the when I am dead.’
distant independent State of Yucatan,
udge took his seat in Court, but it was and the release of prizes taken by our na-
■ winch accompany this disease. She %■»
mil herself of the advice uf the justly celt
it. of that fitv, nil to no purport. By the
‘»pi.rilla nn«l Wild Cli
liners. Before
•ly of the head*
bottle, the other symp-
ii»d after taking («
miri ly dimppenred. N. B. GIBBS.
, iLong Plain,) June 6, 1816.
Mr. K. Thornlo
l>ecn lor inure than
llyi’pep.in and Live
Oh, raehlyAqc’nch not thou Hope’s cheering ray,
Though .'tSou «rt mark’d as sorrow’s child;
’Twill goide thecrtfely to tho realms of day,
Alt, flightIIkhj uot its toothings mild! *
Cast norauay in haste Hope’s precious beam—
Tlrnt boon to anguish’d mortals given—
It is the star which lights Time’s troubled stream,
And only'fades and sets in Heaven !
Athens, April, 1847. ELLA.
I.HES TO ‘ELI,A.»
OX READING THE ADDRESS TO THE BLIXD NIXSTRELS
There is a star that shineth brightly in the sky,
But not till even tokens of the night,
hfPiliirhc. During this time she w
•tided h.v ihe mo.1 .kitlful and intelligent pi _
ill little or no relief, until we found the disease was ra-
ly taking the f.irm of confirmed consumption. At this
n>, 1 determined to have rrcourse lo Dr. Wood’s Sar-
mrilla and Wild Cherry Bitter., ns prepared by y
tc. that after
ie use of two bottles, mv daughter was happily restored
i perfect health. I have the hiihest confidence in this
ivdicinc, and sliall cheerfully recommend it to my friends.
Mr Th
i.undrcdi
ma' y one bottle, which pro
irnrity 11 the medicine over any now before the pub-
nd a Ideating to the poor.
'pared by 15. Thornton.Jr. Sold wholesale and ra
ted by t
tail by WYATT It KETCHUM, 121 Fultqn
Y.—REESE &’WARE, Dmspiata Athens, and by Drug
ging generally ihntighom the U 8. Price tl, large bot
tle*. AUo, Barnes’ Toothache drops, warranted to cure
Nov. I*. 1816.
with **"confirmed i l * ien g' OW8 with purest brilliancy,
And burns with gentlest light.
I’ve read thy words of comfort to the blind—
If mortal breathed such thought,
Tho accents flowed from the angel mind,
With fancy’s feeling wrought.
Knowing thee not, “ our lots are widely cast,"
Would I know thy name fair ofae ?
Tis strangely mingled with the records of the past—
Scenes and faces that now are gone.
Thy song with mystic seal is not enchained;
Come, tell ine if thou art not the evening star,
Or, if these lines thy pure and spotless heart have
pained,
Can I see thy face if only from afar ?
ANSEL WHITE.
equally
It was in the Spring of the year; taking
i his wife—a model ot a woman in her
! way—in the old-fashioned, but strong
J * carry-all,’ that lie journeyed some forty
j miles and reached a village where ‘ Court’
was to be opened the next day. It was
along in the evening of Sunday that he
arrived at the place and took up quar
ters with a relation of his ‘ better half,' by
whom the presence of an official.dignita-
ry was considered a singular honor.. Af
ter supper Judge - Brown strolled over to
the only tavern in town, where he found
many old friends called to tho place like
himself, on important professional busi
ness, and who were properly glad to.meet
him.
Gentlemen,’ said the Judge, * ’tis quite
a long time since we have enjoyed a glass
together—let us take a drink all round.
Of course, Steritt, (addressing the land
lord) you have better liquor than you had
the last time we were here—the stuff
you had then was not fit to giv^ a dog.
Sterritt, who had charge of the house,
pretended that every thing was right, and
so they went to work. It is unnecessary to
enlarge upon a drinking bopt in a country
tavern—it will quite answer’our purpesfc
to state that somewhere in the region of
midnight the Judge wended his very
devious way towards his temporary home.
About the time lie was leaving, however,
some young barristers, fond of a‘prac
tical,* and not much afraid of the bench,
transferred all the silver spoons of Sterrelt
lo the Judge’s coat pocket. ;
It was eight o’clock of Monday morning
that the Judge rose. Having indulged
the process of ablution and abstertion r
and partaken of a cheerful and refresh
ing breakfast he went to his room to pre
pare himself for the duties of the day.’
* AVell Polly,’said ho to his wife,‘I
feel much better than I expected after that
frolic last night.
Ah, Judge,* said she, reproachfully.
.observed that he was sad and melancholy,
and that his mind frequently wandered
from the business before him. There was
a lack of the sense and intelligence that
usually characterised his proceedings.
Several days passed away, and the
business of the Court was drawing to
wards a close, when one morning a
rough-looking sort of a customer was ar
raigned on*a charge ol stealing. After
the Clerk had read ihe indictment to him,
he put thequestion:
* Guilty or not Guilty ?*
* Guilty—hut drunk' answered the pris-
y, on the ground that they belpnged- to
the citizens of that State, is one of the
I was surprised that Byron should
freely express his sentiments to a stranger
—but a little knowledge of the man ex
plained it all. He was one who eoticeal-
rnost incomprehensible and inexcusable \ ed nothing from friend or foe-—he was
follies ever committed by any government, j fearless of the world, and open and inde-
The whole affair was a most ludicrous j pendent to a fault.
farce, in which Uncle Sam is made to.act j In a few days I received another note
the character of booby to a half dozen from him, requesting me to call and bring
tricksters and jugglers. Auxious to con- j with me Irving’s Sketch Boole, if! had it,
tinue their profitable business with the ! or could get it for him. As it is a book I
United States, especially at this time, j always carry with me, I took it in my
when all the other Mexican ports were ; hand and went once more to the illustri-
closed, the cunning Yucatecos got up a ; ous author’s residence. He rose from his
pretended pronunciamento, declaring their couch when I entered, and pressing ray
What’s that plea?’ exclaimed the Judge,
who was half dozing oft the bench.
He pleads guilty, but lie says he was
drunk,’ replied the Clerk.
What’s the charge against the man ?*
He is indicted for grand larceny.*
What’s the case?’
May it please your honor,* said the
prosecuting attorney, * the man is regu
larly indicted for stealing a large sum
from the Columbus Hotel.*
‘He drunk? and pleads*—
* He pleads guilty, hut drunk*
The Judge was now fully aroused.
1 Guilty, but drunk! that is a most extra
ordinary plea. Yoiing man, are you cer
tain you were drunk?’
‘ Yes, sir.’ .
‘ Where did you get your liquor?’
‘ At Sterritt’s.’
‘Did you get none no where else?’
‘ Not a drop, sir.’-
* You got drunk on his liquor, and af
terwards stole his money?’
‘Yes, sir.*
* Mr. Prosecutor, said the Judge,‘do
me the fqvor iQ^enter a nolle prosequi
that man’s case. That liquor of Sterritt’s
is mean enough to make a man do any
thing dirty. I got drunk on it the other day
mysslft and stoic all of Sterritt’s spoons—-re
lease the prisoner, Mr. Sheriff. I adjourn
the Court.
opay.
TOo Files.
A CURE FOR LIFE SECURED!
D K.M'IU.nvo Internal llrmodrfor (be cure
uf TILES -Tlwt Vegetable Pile Elccuwry, invent-
eU by Dr. A Up ham, a tliatiiiguislicd Piiysiciaa of New
York City, is ihe only really succewfut remedy fur that
•dangerous and distressing complaint, the Piles, ever offer-
From the N. O, Delta.
The Atocha and Yucatan Follies.
A commission of lunacy should be ta
ken out against our Executive whenever
he undertakes to enter into negotiations
with.the Mexican Government, or any of
its States or people. The facility with
which the innocent old gentlemen in
Washington are led by the nose by Mex-
ueally alarming. The
ican negotiators,
first folly of treating with Santa Anna,
and letting him return to Mexico, to or-
you are getting too old—you ought to j ganize the Mexican army, for a more effec-
leave off that business.’ j tive resistance to our arms, has been fol-
* All Polly—what’s the use of talking ?* lowed by several minor follies; all, how-
It was at this precise instant of time, ever, detrimental to the interests, and
that the Judge having put on his over-1 discreditable to the sagacity and dignity
“ A baby in a house,** says Tupper,
“ is a well-spring of pleasuic—a messen
ger of peace and love—a resting-place
for innocence on earth ; a link between
angels and men.”—N. Y. Spirit of the
Times’
Mr. Tupper, wc opine, (says the Tren-
n \pvvs.\ is a “bachelor gentleman.”
ijuovcu ilstl. . ,
Dwareiof an Inflammatory
The Electuary contains nu Mineral Medicine, no Aloes,
«Colocyntb, Gamboge; or other powerful and irritatingpur-
No fear of taking cold while under
11mnyc in diet necessary- If taken according to directions,
u cure f"r life is guaranteed.
The tV.I iwin » certificate addressed to the Agents in
•Rochester K. Y., will prove the efficacy of this Medicine
.m the cure ol Piles, &c.
RociiESTER, Sept 14ib, 1846.
fro Messrs Post & Willis, Druggists: Gents—It is with
uto ordinary feelings of pleasure that lam enabled to inform
wou of the cure l have experienced by the use of Dr. Up-
Mnrtiu Tupper can’t hope to come it
us about the pleasure of a baby in a
house.” “ We’ve been all aloug fAar,”
influence: no as Q a pi a * in Simon .Suggs would say.—
‘ Taint no great enjoyment, according Ao
our ideas, to have a cup of hot tea pulled
over into your lap, at least once a day.
Wc could never appreciate the fun of
Siam's Vegetable Pile Electuary which I obtained from
_ a case of Piles with whtrh I hare been afflicted. My
Sufferings haveJ>cen almost beyond endurauce. and
not be known nr imagined only by those who have expe-
vrienced like
*» long and sorely afflicted, I am induced
through you I may make known to
. ich and bowels, and to purify the blood
—thus removing (lie cause of Piles, when a speedy
vnust follow.
It is nrcdless to add, that previous to obtaining the Elec-
rtunrv id yon.'I had consulted many ofour best physicians:
having a baby’s halfdigested breakfast of
inilk cast into our bosom. Mr. Tupper’s
idea of a 4 well-spring of pleasure* may
be very satisfactory to his own imagina
tion. We have drunk at that “well-
spring,” toe have! Being waked up half
a dozen limes through the night by the
squalling of the “ angel,” and, when you
attempt to carry into execution the oft-
coat, was proceeding, according to his
usual custom, to give his wife a parting
kiss, that he happened, in thrusting his
hand into his pocket, to lay hold of Sterritt’s
spoons. He jerked them out. With an
expression of horror almost indescribable
he exclaimed—
* My God! Polly !’
‘ What on earth’s the matter Judge?*
‘Just look at these spoons.*
* Dear me, where d’ye get them ?*
‘ Get them ? Don’t you see the initials
on them’—extending them towards her ‘I
stole them.*
* Stole-them, Judge ?’
‘Yes, stole them.*
* My dear husband, it can’t be possi
ble ! from whom !*
j k ‘From Sterritt, over there, his name is
* Good.Heavens! how could ithappen ?*
* I know very well, Polly—I was very
drunk when I came home, wasn’t 1 ? ? - v-
* Why, Judge, you know your old hab-
• • • - 1 —J i. 1- 1 *e~ .i i* j Alra Poil/llo’a tinrrrtr noila -rncpntinfT tnl»
w
Mrs. Caudle’s finger nails resenting the
attempt by a counter attack upon your
lace, aint the most agreeable thing iu the
world. Getting up of a cold night for
benefit. Shoulil you know of a case ufma-j drops,” and upsetting the wash-
nofGatevwhere I ahalTbepin'^ wfgive'ihem J stand, and running your fist into a bowl
nuch more particular information than 1 am able loin tin's | of pnp in the exploration for the box of
» vr matches, docs’nt give: one the clearest
•Dr. A. Uphnm. Proprietor. WYATT* KETCHUM, j t? ,,, '- wuo u t ™— Judge ?
J2t Fulton St., N.Y. general Acents for the Southern! idea of “a connecting link between an- «No mistake, Polly. I
States Sold in Athens by REESE * WARE, Drug- ■ gels and mCllJ” itdosefft. lmw’it ramp ibnnT Til
an 1 liv Drtisg‘3 1 * generally through""! iIib.U. S-- | ° J- i]0\V It Came about. Ill
•• at _ i^_ ‘Nov. 12, 1846. ’ . .. • T. n .. ! ntt k'ppne the mennPSf SO
! Xj* At thc attack on Vera Cruz, it is stated posi-
For the Hair. tively by an officer in our army, that the daughter of
Q UIRK’S Cussad* Oil for the Hair, undoubtedly j the British Consul was killed by a bomb-shell, and
the best article now in use. just reee^ed^andfor; a ^ 0 t j iatt j, e family of the French Consol were more
! o? less injured.—Boston Tram.
it when you get among those lawyers.
* But was I very drunk ?’
* Yes, you was*
‘Was I remarkably drunk whenl got
home, Mrs. Brown?* .
‘Yes, Judge, as drunk as a fool, and
forty times as stupid.’
‘ I thought so,* said the Judge, drop
ping into a .chair in extreme despondency.
* I knew it would come to that at last.—
I have always thought that something bad
would happen to me—that I should do
something very wrong—kill somebody in
a moment of passion perhaps—but I nev
er imagined that I could be mean enough
to be guilty of deliberate larceny.*
* But, there may be some mistake,
Judge ?
I know very well
— That fellow SUt-
ritt, keeps the meanest sort of liquor, and
always did—liquor mean enough to mike
a man do any sort of a mean
have always said il was mean e
make a man steal, and now I bav
of our government. Not to allude to oth
er blundering embassies and overtures
made by our Executive, we come down
to the folly of picking up a renegade Mex
ican, or South American, in the streets of
N. York, and investing him with the high
dignity and responsibility of an American
lenipotentiary. Senor Atocha is/ well
nown here, and his sudden elevation is
regarded by his old acquaintances as ut
terly incredible. That an humble mem
ber of the night-watch of the First Munici
pality should suddenly, without any previ
ous exhibition of superior talent and char
acter rise to the lofty.'dignity of embody
ing as a representative to a foreign nation,
the power and grandeur of the U. States,
whb the right to dispose of fifteen mlllione
of dollars and to negotiate a treaty and
terminate a war between two great Re
publics, is the most encouraging example
of sudden rise, which our history, abound
ing as it does with similar proofs of the
elevating tendency of our institutions, has
yet -afforded. But it is notintbfs view
that Atocba’s mission excites in this city
and elsewhere such unbounded astonish
ment and mortification. Had Mr. Buch-
separation from the Mexican Republic,
and their determination to do business on
their own hook. Such appeared to be the
character of the revolution in the papers
—whether it had any or a real existence,
we have never yet learned. The object
of this revolution was very evident; they
wished to preserve their commerce with
this port,' and to save their vessels from
our squadron. Don Jose Robira was se
lected to carry out this intrigue, and hood
wink the wise heads at Washington.—
Accordingly he came on here, got letters
for Washington, and received the imprim
atur of the State of Louisiana, by being
‘nvited to sit on the right hand of the
Speaker, or in some other elevated
position—a most gratuitous, unusual and
foolish concession ! His success in the
Capital exceeded his expectations.
The independence of Yucatan is recog
nized, the ships seized by our fleet and
under custody ot law, are released, Don.
Jose Robira is acknowledged as a Minis
ter, and what is of more advantage to him,
receives passports for Yucatan vessels,
goes to New York, ships several valuable
cargoes for Campeachy and Merida,
which will, of course, be pcrrri'i tted to pass
through our squadron, and when they
safe out of New York, the news arrives
that it is all humbug, that Yucatan is still
a portion ol the Republic of Mexico, de
voted to the cause ofSantaAnna, and
contributing her quota to the continuance
of the war with the United States. Thus
is our government made to afford aid and
comfort to the enemy, and what is scarce
ly less mortifying, to give them just
grounds for exultation over our simplicity
and credulity.
We have a suspicion that this whole
intrigue originated in New Orleans, and
that the chief means of carrying it out
were concocted here. A very little sa
gacity or prudence would, however, have
protected the government from this gull-
trap. There was an obvious impropriety
in our government recognizing a State up
on so small a show of independence, and
after so sudden, uncertain, and undefined
a revolution as that which Robira repre
sented. There should be some perma
nency—something fixed, settled and defi
nite about a government before its inde
pendence or separation from the mother
State is recognized by any other nation
especially by one at war with the mother
government, from which the State claim
ing its independence has revolted. There
were no such characteristics in the pre
tended revolution of Yucatan, and the re
cognition of its independence by our Gov
ernment was premature and unwise.
hand warmly said, ‘ have jmu brought tho
Sketch Book ?’ I handed it to him, when,
seizing it with enthusiasm, he turned to
the ‘Broken Heart.’ * That,* said he, is
one of the finest things ever written on
earth, and I want to hear an American
read it. But stay—do you know Irving?*
I replied that I had never seen him.
‘ God bless him !’ exclaimed Byron— ,
he is a genius—and he has something bet->s2jk
ter than a genius—a heart! I wish ^
could see him, but I fear I never shall.—
Well, read—the broken Heart—yes, tho
Broken Heart. What a word !*
When I closed the first paragraph, ‘Shall
I confess it? I believe in broketi hearts.*
‘\es,’ exclaimed Byron, ‘so does every
body but philosophers and fools. I wait- ^
ed .whenever he interrupted me until ho
requested me to go on, for although tho
text is beautiful, yet I cared more for tho
commentary which came fresh from By
ron’s heart. While I was reading out of .
the touching portions of the mournful pieco
I observed Byron wept. He turned his
fine eyes upon me, and said-—‘You sea
me weep, sir;' Irving himself never wrote
that story without weeping, nor can 1 .
hear :t without tears. I have not wepff
much in this world, for trouble never brings
tears to my eyes; but I always have tears
for the Broken Heart.’ ;
When I read the last lines of Moore’s
verses at the close of the piece. Byron,
said, ‘ What a being that Tom Moore is!
and Irving and Emmett and his beautiful
love! What beings all! Sir, how many
such men as Washington Irving are there
in America? God don’t send many such
spirits in this world. I want to go to
America for five reasons. I want to see
Irving; I want to see your stupendous
scenery; I want to go to Washington’s
grave ; I want to see the classic form of
living freedom, and 1 want to get your
government to recognize Greece as an in* ;
dependent nation—Poor Greece !* I have
always been anxious lo see Irving, and
describe this scene to him. He does not "v
need even Byron’s praise, I know ; still I
think it would please him, but iu this wish
I never have been gratified.
I saw the Great Poet often, and never was
wuh him half an hour without hearing him *
speak of Greece and his child—of both
with the deepest feeling. Byron was
very strange man ; if he had only been . -
as good as he was great! But lie was good
sometimes, and always better than ,the
world have thought him.
{From the “ Glory and Shame of England")
Tlie JLafct Dan of Lard Byron.
BT C. E. LESTER.
I found the poet in a weak and rather
irritable state, but he treated me with the
utmost kindness. He said that at the.
time 1 first called upon him, all strangers
and most of his friends were excluded
from his room. ‘ But,’ said he, * had I
known an American was at the door,
.you should 'not have been denied. I love
your country, sir; it is the land ofliberty,
the only portion of God’s green earth not
desecrated by tyranny?’
In our conversation, I alluded lo the
sympathy at that time felt in America for
anan, to whom we attribute this piece of j straggling Greece. All he at that time
unparalleled verdancy, desired to select! said in reply was, ‘ 4 Poor Greece—Poor
out of our'twenty millions of people a j Greece—once the richest land on earth-
messenger to the Mexican Republic, j God knows that I have tried to help thee.”
whose character, position and past rela- i «You will remember, that but a little
.lions, would excite in * the minds of the | while before this, Marco Bozzaris had fall-
whole Mexican people and of their Gov-; en. When I mentioned his name, Byron
ernment, the profoundest contempt and j said. ‘ Marco Bozzaris! He was as
indignation, he could not have done bet-' brave as an ancient Spartan. Perhaps
ter than he did in selecting Senor Atocha. j he had the blood of Leonidas in his veins;
A long residence in Mexico, a profitable I presume he had. But of this I am cer-
toady ism to Santa Anna, whose money- tain he had as good blood as ever wet this
bag he carried to the cockpits frequented soil.*
by his Excellency, an extensive shaving At his request, the servant then brought
and pawnbrokerage in a small way, in him a rose wood box, from which be took
addition to petty intrigues, all tennin- a letter .written to himself by that gallant
ating in rendering him so obnoxious to chief. It was a warm hearted welcome
;the Mexicans as to suggest the expediency of Byron to Greece. ‘There said the
of his leaving the countiy, are the qual- author of * Chide Harold,* as he handed
locations of the individual selected by the precious relic tome—*1 would not
Government to bear the olive branch part with that but to see the triumph of
Quaker Patriotism.—The Trenton Dai
ly News, states that a young, man the son
of a wealthy and respectable Quaker, of
Pennsylvania, enlisted a few days since
with Lieut. McClay. recruiting officer in
that city. The next day his father came
to see him. “ Joseph,” said the old gen
tleman, “ was thee sober when'thee con- ^
sented. to; take «p carnal weapons?”—
“Yes, sir,! was,” responded the. son.— *
“Here is some money, Joseph,” rejoindd
the father, without moving a muscle of >
his hard features, “and when thee gets
on the field of battle thou wilt bear in
mind that Anthony Wayne was a Penn
sylvanian, and that thou art my son.” So
saying, without another word, the.old man
departed.
The Wants of an Econojhical Adminis
tration.—The current expenses of the Gov
ernment for the present year, have been esti
mated by Mr. Secretary Walker and his moatli
piece, the Union, at about the sum of Fifty-
Eight Milli
round nuihbers ; and the in
come tor the same period, at about thirty Mil*
lions—leaving deficit of some Twenty-Eight
Millions ! not including various items marked
indefinite,” such as claims of the Union for
priming. See. See. j ■
The cost of an 4 Economical Administration, 4
as they have always termed it. does seem u»
plain people, somewhat “salty 4 '—but this Is a
mere trifle when the blessings conferred upon
the country by Polkery in general, ate taken
consideration, which would bo cheap at
twice the money.
About Forty-Five Millions of this expendi
ture have been sunk in ihe- maintenance of a
war with Mexico, to secure from her indemnity !
money due us, amounting to the enormous sum
of Two Millions ! 44 Paying rather dear for the
whistle,” we should, think,—but tastes differ,—'
Savannah Republican.,