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UNIVERSITY OF GEORGIA LIBRARY
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JOHN II. CHRISTY & T. M. LAJIPKIS,
ATHENS, THURSDAY, JUNE 7, 1849.
is a nanquei. ,
* No—we haint got 1m bread.'
“ Well, my friend, have you got any
thing to eat of any kind ?*
* Anythin’ toeat of any kind ?’
•Yes—anything-—I’m as hungry as a
wolf.* .
‘No, we haint got nothing to eat of
neery kind.' '
. ‘ VVell, old fellow, will, you tell me
how the devil you do here, anyhow?*
n; and l really believe that they are 1
ing there to this day 1—Mayiie Reid's
work, ‘ War Life*
WORSHIP OF NATURE.
*r t. a. warms*.
The ocean looketh op to heaven,
Aa ’twero a living thing;
The homage of ita wave* are given
In ceaseless worshiping.
They keel opnn the eloping sand,
Aa bende the human knee;
A beautiful and tireleee band—
Tho priesthood of the tea.
They poor their glittering treasures oat,
Winch in the deep gave birth,
And ehannt their awful hymns about,
The watching hills of earth.
The green earth sends its incense up
From e?erj mountain shrine—
From every flower and dewy cup,
That greeteth the sunshine.
The mists are lifted from the rills.
Like the white wing of prayer;
They lean above the ancient bills,
As doing homage there.
The lorest-topa are lowly cast,
O’er breezy hill and glen.
As it a prayerlui spirit pass’d
O’er all the homes of men.
The clouds weep o’er the fallen world,
E’en as repentant love,
Ere, tp the blessed breeze unfurled,
They fade in light above.
The Woe and wavy a
la glorious in the spirit march
Of messenger at prayer.
^JttisceUaneotis.
Easy Joe Bruce.
BY H. HASTINGS WELD.
• Whew-ew-ew!’ whistled Mr. Jo
seph Bruce, or perhaps we should rath
er say Joe Bruce, fur, as he was a no
ble; easy fellow, nobody thought of al
lowing him more than half his name, or
of anything else which belonged to him;
•I see by the paper that Hawk & Har
py have assigned. 1 meant to have se
cured my debt yesterday! He left his
coffee half drank, stumbled over the
threshold, and went almost at a run to
the counting-room of Hawk & Harpy.
One half of that speed on ihe day before
would have saved his debt, as it was,
he wasjus.l in season to'pat his name at
policy expired last week, and I meant
to have got it renewed ibis morning.*
Joe posted home in no very happy hu
mor. When an easy man is fairly up,
he is the most uneasy and unreasonable
man in creation.
Mrs. Bruce, by slaying at home to
hear you scold, I have lost thousands, come to
I'meant.to have got insured this morn-
w I did not. Speedville is burned
down, and I am a beggar.’
Why did you not do it yesterday,
Mr. Bruce?’
I was thinking of Hawk & Harpy.*
Thinking ! Why did you uotsecure
yourself?’
I meant to, but—*
But—use no but.*
You are in excellent spirits, Mrs.
Bruce.*
Never in better.’
Vastly fine, madam. We are beg
gars.’
Mrs. Bruce sat down, clapped her
feet oh the fender, after her husband’s
manner in’the morning.
1 We are beggars, madam,’ Bruce re
peated.
•Very good. I will take my guitar,
and you shall shoulder the three chil
dren. We’ll play under Mr. Hawk’s
window first, then under Mr. Harpy’s,
and then we will beg our way to Speed-
ville. to. play to the ashes of what was
once your factory—which you meant
to have insured. I should like begging
above all things.’
‘ You abominable woman, I shall go
mad.*
* Don’t, I beseech you, Mr. Brut
,They put mad beggars in Bedlam
Bruce sprang for the door. His wife
intercepted him.
* Here, Joseph, is a paper I meant to
have shown you this morning.’
* A policy ! and dated yesterday.’
4 Yes. You meant to get it renewed
to-day ; I meant it should he done yes
terday; so I told your clerk, from you
to do it. Am 1 not an abominable wo*
Chickens?’
Yes,’ said I, ‘chickens.’
No—we haint' got any chickens,
neery chicken.
Well, have you got any meat ?’
Got any meat?’
Yes—any sort of meat—beef, pork,
mutton, or veal; I’m not particular—
hungry.”
No—we haint got any.” .
Have you .any bread* ihen !*
Any bread?’
Yes, bread—a piece ofbread and a
ss of water—that, to a hungry man,
banquet.’
Traveling South.
* The story 1 was about to tell isn’t
much of a yarn,* said the officer called
upon, a young‘Soiilh ‘Carolinian, ‘its
only recommendation consists in it’s be
ing new and true, as we say in the Pal
metto State. Such as it is you are wel-
tne to it.’ 4-'*
* Liftenant, take alittfeof the squeez
ed limon before you begin.*
* Thank you. Captain Hennesy—your
health, sir. Well, gentlemen, about six
mouths ago I had occasion to make a
journey to Pensacola, traveling on
horse-bark across the State of Georgia.
It is well known lhaUthere are large
tracts in the territory of our Southern
neighbor, that have proved very ungrate
ful to the labors of the husbandman’—
here Laurens looked at the Major with
a peculiar expression. ‘These districts
consequence, but sparsely set
tled, and ill provided with the neces
saries of life.
Onthe-third day of my journey, I ^ ^
had ridden about twenty miles through j « Very well/thank ye strenger, bow
»e of these tracts—a dry, pine barren, J e yerdeo, yerself?*
without having caught the first glimpse | . 1 g ave a violent' wrench at the bri
ef a human habitation... I was taint with 1 die, which brought my horse round like
hunger and thirst: so was1 my horse, j a pivot, and digging the spu.rsvinto his
ho would stretch out his- neck and 1 sides, I headed him. at the road. But
groan piteously at each new prospect of i t j,e poor beast did not need any,driving;
the hot sandy road that opened before j fi, r> whether he had been satisfied by
us. The poor brute was ready to drop, j |,j s own inspection of the place or wheth-
when, Jin turning a corner, you may ; er he had understood the conversation, he
fancy my delight, at seeing a large and j broke into a desperate gallop, and did
substantial log house, with a pine mast not S |«p until we had reached the top j some tenement or a Io«-cabin, whose
stuck up before the door, and a broad j of a long hill. Here ; I had the curiost- house was to “ be had for nothing.** We
swinging sign, upon which was legible j |y j 0 turn round in the saddle, and look | have not yet seen the Church where
in bold characters, the word ‘Hotel!’ j back; and.tomy astonishment, thejhree j even the ‘‘everlasting Gospel,” which
bbed my eyes, and then shaded men were still seated just'as I had left was dispensed by its Divine Founder
“mistakes of the Rich.**
* In an excellent article under this head,
that'popular paper, the “ Home Jour
nal,” says:
.. “ All that is valuable in this world is to
be had for nothing. Genius, beauty, and
love, are not bought and sold. You
may buy a rich bracelet, but not a well
turned arm on which to wear it—a pearl
necklace, but not a pearly ihroat with
which it shall vie. The richest banker
on earth wopld vainly offer his fortune
to be able to write a verse like By r ron.
One comes into the world naked, and
goes out naked. The difference in the
fineness of a bit of linen for a shroud
is not much. Man is a handful of clay
which turns rapidly back again to dust,
and which is compelled to relapse into
the nothingness of sleep, to get strength
against the morrow.”
The above is well written, and a good
deal of it true, except the part which
we find italicised—“ All that is valuable
in this world w to be had for nothing.**—
Where did the “Home Journal” dis
cover -that fact ? Our experience is op
posed to, it. We have never found, up
on visiting the market, that a good beef
steak, for example, or indeed any kind
of a beefsteak, was to “ be had for noth
ing.** It js oftener nearer ten cents a
pound. We have never seen the mar
ket gardener, whose vegetables were to
“ be hadfor nothing.** Wo have never
known the landlord, whether of a hand-
4 When I said s
meant—*
‘No more of that Joseph. Now tell
me who is first on Hawk & Harpy’s as
signment.’
•Your brother.’
* His claim covers you both.’
‘You are an angel.’
Easy Joe became an altered man,
and his wife was released from her
watch over his out-door business. She
the bottom of a doxen and half preferred . died some years before him—hut we
ones, to receive ten per cent. He went are inclined to suspect, that alter her
back to his unfinished breakfast with death Joe partially relapsed into his old
what appeti te he might. habits—so true is it, that habit is a see-
* Why did you neglect this so long, jond nature. Both were buried in the
Mr. Bruce?* said his helpmate and com-j grave-y ard at Speedville, and o
forter. | picions are founded — *'"
• I meant to have attended to it yes- j the following convei
terday, my dear.* 1 grave-digger and hi;
•You meant! That is always your j * Where are we 1
way, Mr. Bruce. You carelessly neg-|8 ra ^ e ‘
last mnmpni.i - * I don t KIJOW
Where was she laid?’
That I don’t know. Easy Joe al
something like
1, between the
slant:
y Mr. Bruce’s
actly. His \
loci your business to the last moment,
and then put yourself in a haste and a
heat for nothing, my„dcar.*
•Really, Mrs. Bruce—’ , .... , - . .. ,
And il was really Mr,. Brace, for | "nys saul l.e mean, .o place an ol.el.sk
._ _,* .L- 1 Jr.L_ over her. hut it was never done.’—La
dy's Dollar Weekly.
few of the lemitiine, nnd none of the
masculine gender, could havekept pace
with her. Certainly, Easy Joe could
not. The clatter of a cotton mill would
not have been a circumstance to the din
she raised—nay, we doubt whether a
philippic against one of those said mills,
from the lungs of Benton Tona ns, could
have been heard above her voice.—
% Easy Joe pulled a cigar-case out of his
pocket, clapped his feel on the fender,
iud it almost seemed that the smoke
rendered his ears" impervious to the
bleating* of that gentle lamb, his spouse,
; • so placid was his countenance, as the
vapor escaped in graceful volumesfrom
his mouth. People overshdot the mark
sometimes—-Mrs. Bruce did. Had she
spared her oration, the. morning’s loss
would have induced her. husband to have
been punciuat to his business for one day
atleast. As it was, he took a sort of pride
in neglecting it under her lecture.’
• Breeze away, Mrs, Bruce.*
‘Breeze away, sir! Breeze away!
: I wish I could impart one little of my
energy, to you, Mr. Bruce—I-—I—’
- Bruce sprang to his feeu'and crash!
came an elegant mantel clock down up-
' on the hearth.
' j. '• There, Mr. Bruce! That clock has
stoqd there three months without'a fas
tening, a single screw would have sav
ed it, but—’ - ,
$£ 4 Well, I meant to—'
‘You meant ! Mr, Bruce,you meant
wont pay the damage, nor Hawk & Har-
pyfs note ! You meant, indeed !’
-The following anecdote is none the
worse for being authentic. We got the
story from an intelligent friend, who had
it from the “ victim” himself:
Ephraim Maxham,” some years
ago the able editor of the “People*;
Press,” at Middlebury, Vt. a journal
since merged in the “ Northern Galaxy.”
having grown-a-weary of single blessed
ness at an early age, got married, 'the
Sunday following the nuptial, which had
made considerable stir in-the village
here the bridegroom resided, the
happy pair” attended the Congrega
tional church, and were walking up the
broad aisle, under a sharp fire from
eral hundred curious eyes when the par
son, announcing his text, exclaimed ii
a loud voice—** Ephraim is joined unto
his idols—let him alone !” To be “
glcd out” in so public and unceremoni
ous a-maunerso soon* after he had been
lawfully. “ doubled,” was terribly vex
atious to poor “ Ephraim,” while it ut
terly ruined the “ devotions” of all the
“ young men atid maidens," Whose risi
bility grew none the less as the parson
went on.repeating theTunlacky. text, at
frequent intervals, to ihe end of bis dis
course.—-Boston Post. s '
- Women in the Army Fighting.—The
late German papersifeny that Hungarian
ladies are fighting with .the same en
thusiasm for freedom as j^heic-country
men. Among one hundred and forty
them with my hand, to make
not the mirage, which frequently makes
its appearance upon these sandy plains.
But no; it was a house, sure enough,
and better still, a hotel.
‘I straightened myself up in the sad
dle. My.horse whighered and stepped
out cheerfully. ‘ Come,’ said I, patting
him on the neck, * we’re through it at
last, old fellow; you’ll soon be up to
your ears in the' best of Georgia corn,
nd I * Here the anticipated en
joyment of ham and eggs, fried chicken,
strong coffee, hot biscuit, or waffles, and
perhaps a pickle or so, deprived me of
the power of speech, and I rode up to
the * Hotel’ in silence.
As I rode nearer the house, it began
to lor-k weather-beaten and desolate
like, and I was growing fearful it might
he uninhabited ; but no—there sal the
landlord in the porch, and I take it, his
.—‘it’s all right,’ thought I, and
I rode up and drew bridle, in front of
the door.
The three individuals whom I had
observed in the porch—three sallow,
dry-looking chaps, in their shirt sleeves
—did not move an inch. I am not cer
tain that they even changed the direc
tion of their eyes. A couple of gaunt,
yellow dogs that lay on the stoop, re
mained equally motionless.
‘ Come,’ thought I, * this is cool for
people who keep a house of entertain
ment—ihe}’ ought to know, from the di-
rection I have come, that 1 intend to put
up for the night—-they might offer to
take one’s horse, I should think.* Bui
no one stirred. I began to think that
the house might not be a tavern,
bad at first supposed ; and I again look
ed up at the sign. Enough—the word
4 Hotel* was there in large letters.
‘Can I stop here for the night ?’ I en
quired, at length. I waited for an an
swer, but none came. 1 repealed the.
question in a louder and more imperious
tone.
4 You kin ifyerlike, stronger,’ replied
the oldest of the three, but without mov
ing a muscle, except those of his mouth.
* Have you got any corn?’ inquired I,
intending to make sure before alighting,
as ihe house, on a nearer inspection,
looked naked and empty.
‘Got any corn?’ echoed the same
speaker as before.
‘Yes,’ said I,
A Legal Anecdote.
Recently, while aliendirig a court
held in J county, where Judge S.
presided, a very plain question was
presented for the decision of the court. I
It was argued elaborately on the wrong
side, and when the opposite attorney (a
real Paddy, who had just waded through
Blackslone and Chittv, so as to enable
him to obtain a license) rose to reply,
he was stopped by his honor, who in
formed him that his opinion was made
up against him, and that te would have
no further argument. Paddy laid his
hand slowly upon a volume of Black-
stone, and opened where the leaf was its poetry. «... „
carefully turned down, and commenced j wou ld fare badly without food and
dispensed by its Divine Founder
without money and without price, could
“ be had for nothing." We have not
made the acquaintance of the merchant
who will furnish “ linen for a shroud”—
the coffin-maker who will supply coffins
or the sexton who wilf dig a grave—
“for nothing" We would not exactly
reverse the maxim of the Home Journal,
but we would say: That which is val
uable in this world generally costs some
thing.
True, the Journal says genius, beau
ty and love are not bought and-sold.—
(We are. not so sure of that always.)—
“You may buy a rich bracelet, but not
a well turned arm on which to wear it—
a pearl necklace, but not a pearly threat
with which it will vie.” This is very
romantic, but its logic is not as good a
Genius, beauty and love'
reading the law directly in conflict with
the opinion of the court.
“ Stop, sir,” cried the Judge, “ I have
decided the case, and my mind is no
longer open to conviction, nor will I
have any further argument in the case.”
“ Oh,” said the lawyer, “ I did not in-,
tend to argue the point, nor did I ex
pect to convince your honor—I only
wanted to show the court what a blast
ed f«>ol old Blackslone was.”
Such a shout of laughter as went up
from every part of. the court house, was
beyond the mean:, .of the sheriff or ihe
court to control for some .minutes, \vhen
Paddy was fined a dollar for ‘ hiaslan
der of Blackstone, and the court the,i
adjourned to liquor.
. , Excessive Politeness.
Rowland Hill was always annoyed
when there happened, to be any noise
in the chapel, or when any.thiug occur
red to divert the attention ofhis hearers
from what he was saying. On one oc
casion, a few days before his death, he
was preaching to one of the most crowd
ed congregations that ever assembled
la hear him. In the middle of jiis dis
course, be observed a commotion-in the
gallery. For some time he took no no
tice of.it, but finding it increasing, he
paused in his sermon, and looking in the
direction in which the confusion prevail
ed, ho exclaimed—’
“What’s the matter there? The
devil seetns to.have got among you. 1
A plain country-looking man, imme-.
diately,started to his feet, and address
ing Mr.- HiU in reply, said—'
yfe note! Ifou.meant, indeed!’ . - (Hungarian c.-iptives taken by Gen. Cim-
^ruce seized Ins hat and cloak. In * oxish', there were nineteen Hungarian la-
> a few minutes he was on ’Chang.e No- j ( l ies , wilh mU skets in their hands; and
body could read in his face any traces dressedinmilitary uniform. A Countess
ot the late matrimonial breeze, and no- of the highest rank,, has raised a regi-
botly would have suspected frma his f me nt at her own expense, and her sis-
countenance that Hawk & Harpy fail-.1 terj* the'commander of this regiment,
ed in his debt. Easy Joe Bruce. i ... .
‘Well Mr. Bruce, they’ve routed Xo retreat.—Among the prisoners la-
him.’ jkencaptiye'at.the battle of Waterloo,
poleon. and
If.Pljjy^'a'.-march.
“ Play'a retreat.” “ Na,” na, said the
Highlander, *.* I never learned to play a
retreat!’ No retreat! should be the
Who?** | was a Highland piper. Napoleon, struck
* Our friend Check. Pingree was • with his appearance, asked him to play
chosen president ot the Bank this ion his instrument, which is said to sound
morning. One vote would have stopr j delight fully on.ilie mountn
. ped him/ * ........
‘ How unlucky. I meant to have
been present to vote for Check myself.*
‘ Never mind Bruce,’ said another.—
‘ You are a lucky man. The news of
the great fire at Speedvilie has just
reached town by express, and I congrai-
ulaie you that you was fully insured.’
‘Not a pfcnny,’* said Bruce. • My
would have stop- j delight fully on the mount nins'dnd glens
of Scotland. *• Play a pibroch,”- said
Highlander. played
* No—-we haint got any;* was tbe rc-
pTj- vV- : ■ . . - . . „.
Well,have you got any fodder; then?* • “ No, sir, it arn’i the devil as is doing
it; ii’s a fat lady wot’s fainted ; and
Facts and Cariosities for the Tonus*
A swarm of bees contains from 10,000
to 20,000 in a natural state, and from
20,000 to 40.000 in a hive.
Sponges are believed to consist of ex
citable flesh, full of small mouths, by
which they absorb and eject water.
The sloth does not advance above 100
yards in a day. It is two days in climb
ing and descending a tree.
Insects breathe through holes or pores
1 each side of every segment of the
abdomeh, called spiracula.
The gall fly forms the gall nuts on
trees and plants, by its eggs and young,
and does the same thing in the skins of
cattle.
A healthy liver weighs nea rlv 4 pounds,
ut a diseased one becomes 4 or 5
times heavier.
The human brain is the 28th part of
the body, but the brain of a horse but the
400th.
Otto of roses is the oil which swim:
1 top in the distillation of rose water.
Bird lime is prepared from the ber
ries of the. mistletoe and the middle bark
of the holley ;^t is boiled till it becomes
soft.
The human body in a healthy state,
is generally al 98 degrees of Fahren
heit.
The heat of an oven when applied to
a dead human body for 12 days, reduc
ed it from 120 to 12 pounds.
The earth is believed to increase in
heat a degree in every 15 or 20 yards
in depth.
Mercury for thermometers is purified
by agitation in a bottle wilh sand, and
then by straining it through leather.
The waters of the Red Sea appear to
be 22 feet higher than the Mediterrane
an—and the Gulf of Mexico is 38 feet
higher than the Pacific.
Count Rumford, by boring a cannon
within water, so heated it by the fric
tion that he made it boll, and actually
boiled a piece of beef in it.
Most mountains present their precip
itous faces to the sea and their slopes to
the land.
The sea is to the land, in round mil
lions of square miles, as 160 to 40, or
as 4 to 1.
The narrowest part of the Atlantic is
more than two miles deep. In other
parts it is one and a half miles.
Insects are found in slate, and flies
and ants in amber.
The highest peak of the Rocky moun
tains is 12,600 feet.
The mountains of Segar, in Arabia,
produce frankincense ; those of Sefra,
the balm of Mecca, from the amyris «p-
ibalsamutn, which ii> early ages sold
for its weight in gold.
Earth is eaten as bread in several
parts of the world.' Near Moscow, a
hill furnishes earth of this description,
which will ferment when mixed with
flour.
Celibacy and Button*.
“Yon have heard us talking?”—
“Aye, sir, the old tory—grievances,
sir, ’twixt man and woman ” said the
hermit. “And what is that sir?” we
asked. The hermit shook his head, and
groaning, said—“ Buttons!” Buttons!”
said we. The hermit drew hitnselfcloser
to the table, and spreading his arms
upon it, leaned forward with the serious
air of a man preparing to discuss a grave
thing. “Buttons!”—he replied, then
clearing his throat, he began ; “ In the
course ot of your long, and, l hope, well
.pent life, has it never come with
poor man wrangles wilh his washer-wo-
an; from the very gentleness of her
en maidenly complaint, the remon
strance rises to a hurricane of abuse,
and still the washer woman, as it would
seem, is bound by oath to her unmar
ried sister-hood, to bring home no shirt
complete in its buttons. Man—the
fiercest of his kind—cannot always
He becomes tired, ashamed of
clamor. He sighs, and bears his but
tonless fate. His thoughts take a new
turn. In his melancholy, his heart opens
—he is softened, subdued ; and in the
hour of weakness, a demon voice whis
pers to him: “Fond, foolish man, why
trust thy buttons to an alien ? Why
helplessly trust upon the needle ami
thread ot one who loves not thee, but '
thy shilling ? Take a wife—have a
woman of thine own, who.shall care for
thy buttons.” The tempter is strong.
The man smiles distrustfully, but still
he smiles. That very night, it so hap
pens, he goes to a house warming. He
is partner at cards with Miss Kitty.—
She. never did look so attractive. And
then her voice, ’twould coax a nail out
of a heart oak. The man thinks ofhis
buttons; and before he leaves the house,
Kitty has been brought to confess that
she doesn’t know what she may do;
she may marry and she may not."—
“ Is it possible ?” we cried wilh a laugh.
“ Sir,” said the hermit, “ it is not a thing
to laugh at. Take fifty matches, and
be assured of it, if you sift ’em well, out
of forty, at least, you will find buttons,
in some shape at the bottom ot ’em.”—
“ It may be,” said we “ It is, cried the
hermit, with emotion. “Asses are led
by their noses—men by their buttons.”
Strange—but True.
Most of our readers recollect that
some months ago, a man named John
Scott, professing to be deaf and dumb,
met with a serious accident in this place.
Since that time, he has been treated by
some of our citizens as an object of sym
pathy. He was writhing under the se
verest pain, and being both deaf and
dumbhe could only express it by signs.
By degrees he recovered until, with the
assistance of crutches, he could walk
his room. About this time he was la- *
ken wilh the typhoid fever, which reduc
ed him so low that, for a time, his life
was despaired of. Up to Sunday night
there was no change, until some time
during the night, Mr. Covington, the
gentleman at whose house he is staying,*
was awakeued by a noise in the sick
man’s room. Fearing something had
happened to him he went up immedi
ately, and strange as it may seem—the;
deaf and dumb man was talking, and could
hear ! as perfectly as any • one. Since
he began to talk, he says he was but
four years old when he lost the power
of speech and hearing, and has remain
ed so for twenty-four years. We know
not what to say. It strikes us as one of
the most singular occurrences on re
cord.—Rutherford ( Tenn.) Telegraph.
.thunderbolt conviction 1
that
she’s a werry fat *un, sir,*as don’t seem
likely lo-coine to agin in a hurry.”
“ Ob, that’s it, is it ?” observed Mr.
Hill, drawing his hand 4 across bis chin;
*‘ then I beg the lady’s pardon*—and the
devil’s too.” ,
Got any fodder?’
Yes-r-fodder!’
No—we haint got any.’ .
.This js bad,* ’ thought I—‘ roy- poor
horse—I will have to turn him loose,
and 1 might as well tie him up,’ I con
tinued to reflect; as on looking around
I could uot see'a blade of grass with
in the circuit of*a mile. ‘Ihad best “An old clergyman, preaching, be^
hitch him ta the post—take a hurried! fore some of the American array at Cor-
snack, and rule on,to the next house— i pus CbrFsti* made use of these remarks t
but first-let toe see what they can give ‘ Ten thousand dollars is a sum large to
•’ _ i most of us ; yet,what, would, it. profit ?.
All the time I was occupied with j You cannot carry* it opt of the world,.—
these reflections, the three men had re- Then what wouffi.yo'd do with It, or you,
mained silent and. motionless, exceptor yow, or yoa?! pointing with an orp
ine other of them .would i torical flourish at each repetilion.to di£
d anil hrinrrfr , down with • ferent individifcda Vtt>forp. him. Ai Ipnoih
when 1
raise his hand and bring it * down with • ferent in (livid Pals before him. Atlengtb
a smart 6lap over his cheek, or along; on old stager, well known to the'Gorpus
his thigh, or^behind.his ear, as^thpughj (Christy army, Judge H ya[ . could
one and all of them had been afflicted : contain himself no loiiger. .When the
motto emblazoned on the standard of
every Chrisilan warrior, aslie goes forth'; ha . t
A ' chickens, then
with the'malady of St. Vitus.
- ,4 [I was, at first, .startled with these
dermonstrations, hut upon a little reflec
tion, I perceived that i my saturnine
friends were only killing mosquitoes.-
- * Have'you.got any ham jfnd egg3?*
I asked, at length,- •
' ‘Gol any ham and eggs?* echoed the.
original speaker, with un emphasis, that
clearly betokened surprise.
‘Yes—ham and eggs,’ repeated I.
'Np^wAhavnt got any.*., * **
finger pointed,at. Jdqi, and = in the mo-
mjeniary;pause sUccbeding the search
ing question, the Judge ..broke the si
lence by - answering in .a loud, "shrill
tone, * Lay ii out in mules l* • Shall I
attempt^ says the narrator, ‘ to portray
the effect ? The audience was - con
vulsed.’
ity,’ thought' I-
ftd eggs; ' ’
is. then ?’
J^*Tcn thousand emigrants from
. Germany have been engaged, by the
jNor:h;Americai> tand c ‘>n>P.a n ?-acringj ic orn^-Aldi..B».
I was fond of m conjunction with companies iu Lon- 1 r <
you. got any don and Germany', and will arrive in j cy The Indian popula
merit. What kind of a figure would o
of your brilliant poets cut, if reduced to j
a wardrobe almost as simple as that of
Adam, and with a stomach as devoid of
the real as his brain was full of the,
ideal ? Can a man live on poetry, rhe- 1
toric, mathematics, fancy or imagina
tion ? Can he breakfast on Milton, dine
on Shakspeare, and sup on Wordsworth?
Will his gastric juice solve the problems
of Euclid, and joyously murmur Q. E.
D. at tbe end ot every demonstration ?
True, he may turn his knowledge into
gold, and that will buy him clothes and
food ;. but then this brings us hack to
buying and selling again, which the
Journal will by no means countenance.
And so as to Beauty and Love. It is
horrible to .think, and a great deal worse
to say so, we fc.now, but Beauty must
eat; nor is it aUVisys when “unadorn
ed” that it's “adorned rhe most.” We
dislike to dissipate sentimental visions,
but yet, young man, those white teeth
of your angel, which you fancy were cre
ated only to sip the nectar of Paradise,
were made a good deal more for use
than show. So you would testify, had
you been an unfortunate joint of meat,
or a portion of the pastry at yesterday’s
dinner. That “well turned neck” would
soon become scraggy and repulsive, but
fpr the tributes it receives from other
sheep than dying courtiers ; and that
“ pearly throat” looks all the richer
when the “ red wine” goes down, serid-
ing a glow over the alabaster ihroat like
sunset empurpling the white clouds.
The fact is, very little is . “ fo be had]
in this world for nothing" nor is it desi
rable that such should be the case.-ri* :
The days of Eden, the “good - old days
of Adam and. Eve,” have departoJ nev
er id return. By the sweat of our brow
must we obtain all that is valuable.—
Thai curse, by the favor ofiGod, has
been transformed into a. blessing, so
that to live without exertion would be
the most, miserable condition.of- human
existence. The strong arm that wields;
the hammer, not less than the industri-.]
on's hand.that guides the pen, feels trem
bling in every nerve and burning-it? ev
ery vein*,an electric current of joy and
pride, that lightens all its fatigues and 1
makes lip revel in its most exhausting la- I
bon It is the proud consciousness that I
asks “ nothing” in the world to which I
it is not entitled by, its untiring toil and I
its unconquerable energy. I
No. Nothing on earth is to be hadl
without cost. Of the world to cornel
alone can it he said that “ all that is I
valuable is td_.be had for nothing.” And I
even thus applied, the remark .requiresI
some modification. Without selt-deni-"
al, self-sacrifice and obedience, nothin^
that is valuable is ro be had in any World
that the Creator has made. .There is
no place in all his universe in which
lifm&pt^MdCBelfiah spiriCcan* mated 1 1 1 ,,,
home, and - feel itself secure from chords—-evenhut-p. .•* What is the difference between cx-
1 shaftsbfperpetoal care K *and >untversatj, ; -*-? •• ' ..... 1 ^ -
A Tongb Story.
Talk not of tough stories in, Yankee
newspapers, after reading the following
from a St. Petersburg!) journal:—“A
returned traveler from the North tells
me of a curious modeihey have in Sibe
ria, of procuring tbe skin of the Sable..
Their fur is in the greatest perfection in
the depth of winter, at which lime the
hunter proceeds to the forest, armed
with a pitcher of water, and some carri
on meat; he deposits the bail at the
foot, and climbs himself to the top of a
high tree. As soon as the animal, attract-
11 id by the scent, arrives, the man drops
me water on his tail, and it instanta
neously becomes frozen to the ground l
On which, descending from bis eleva-
,ion with incredible rapidity, his pursu-
ir, with a sharp knife cuts him traus-
■ersely on the face. The Sable, from
he excess of pain, taking an extraordi-
iary spring forward, runs off, and (his
ail Being fastened to the ground) out of
[it, of course, leaving it a prey to the
iunter ! Upon expressing a slight doubt
to the probability of this inode of
kinning the animals, my f
that the .never, could"]
bad he; not frequently bc.iejd
J , U-r me Indian population ot 1
this country during the present season, and that of New Mexico 31,000.
it of California is 16,930
irnsclf.