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JOHN H. CHRISTY & T. M. L.I9IFKIN, EMTOKS AVD rfforWETOM. DEVOTED TO NEWS, POLITICS, LITERATURE, AND GENERAL INTELLIGENCE. [ Terms....TWO DOLLARS per nin ATHENS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 80, 1849. VOLUME XVII. NUMBER 21. fJotirg ' Written fdt the The Gheber** 1 From Moor* a Fire Wonkippert. bjr eref^ist „ y star that lights the ether bine— By every san that leu* the flower its hue— By every pearl .that glimmer* ’neath the wave, And corals bright around the seaman'* grave; “y every breexe that stir* thy silken hair, >nd every drop which warms thy cheek so fair; By all that's bright below, or dark above, Von have tny first and oqlyJove! By one,thing ntill more.gacred than *he — By'otlr foved Afur-fir«*N, vtirt l re > . bow fey bleat, - I vow that onto none I'll tend the kri*e, But Allah, and my Himiai love, to thee. By every leaf that trembles from its tough— By every hope that light*my spirit now— By thee, far dearer than the world beside, 1 vow to make thee aoon roy loyal bride. And wreathe my soul with fadeless palms of love; Yea, calm the waters of this turbid heart, Ere hope forever from its depths depart. When first I caught the glance ol thy dark eye, I dreamed not that forewoman 1 coold sigh; But thou a.flag of glory didst unfurl, Which toUio dust, thy hand alone can hurl. Thou canst unto my brain dark madness bring, And breathe my engfC-spirit'sfiery wing,* Theff'STy thy peerless hand upon my breast, And it will lull my phrerizied thoughts to rest. Then loiely. Hinda, list my vow to-night, Which I call Allah's saints, this hour, to write; ThO’ from thy royal perch I’d have thee fly, I will protect thee, and lor thee will dio! 'Wrongs have been mine—my kindred have been slayd; Thy. father!! host roy country long have sway’d; BuUhou.the diamond link in roy Tile’s chain, On nerve my soul to deeds of higher fame. . Thy woman’s love of tenderness and truth— Thy heart's sweet trust of innocence and youth, On conquer where a thousand blades would fail; For do not e’en thy fear* my rude cheek pale! ' lions; the bold were enconraged by his . incitements ; the valiant made * more = j valiant" by his approbations, i Obeyed in whatever he commanded, j gratified in whatever^? desired, sue*- ! cessful in whatever he%plierhpted, nev- i er was ther^a.chief more absolute, nev- rer.nras an'absolute chief for a time more {-powerful. IJe ordered that is justice? A'pair"of scales, who has not felt its bewildering influ- t the actions of mankind are of- ence ? Still it is a delicious sort of sor- royat floor. If it had been a wild beast j zac. It is of the plover species, of a j What slumbering .in his lair thal we were ■ greyish color, and as large as a small j in which _ about to visit, there could not have been pigeon. The bird was walking up and ; ten weighed ; the true weights being j row ; and like a cloud dimming the sun- a silence more deeply hushed. j down close to the crocodile’s nose. I j sometimes bought up by power and j shine of the river,.although casiit), Fretted at such an abject servility, I ; suppose I moved, for suddenly 7 it saw j wealth, whilst others thal are incorrect < momentary shade of gloom, it enharo quickened tny pace towards the cur-: me, and, instead of flying away, as any j are substituted. j the beauty of returning brightness ! lain, when Sheffie Bey, rather gliding ; respectable bird would have done, he j What is -idleness ? A pubiic mint,; than stepping before tne, cautiously and jumped up about a foot from the ground, J where various kinds of mischief is coin-j A Fact.—The more married slowly raised a corner for i Bat there's one thought, my Ilinda, haunts m One inad’ninj vision my wild brain doth fill- One ghastly Far from which I cannot flee, 1’anues me still upon the land and son. still, i bles, anV| cavaliers should deliver up I Wondering at his subdued j their arthfc to such officer^ ?* hf should j stricken altitude, I stepped ■ give commission to receive Yhcyi. The I threshold, and fell, without ‘order, was obeyed. He ordered that! it. that 1 was in the preset j men of nil ranks should go without ; Sultan. : cloaks, or .gowns, or white v-W'^ks, nr ! any other" sort of loose dress, under 1 which arms might he concealed ; nay, that even women for the same reason, should throw aside their farthingales, and luck up their gowns somewhat high. The order changed, in an instant, the whole fashion of the people, not ev en the proudest of Naples daring to dis pute in the least the people’s idol. Nor was it over the high and noble alone that he exercised his unlimited ascendancy. The ‘fierce democracy* ‘were,acquies cent as the tilled few. On one occasion, when the people in vast numbers as sembled, he commandad with a loud voice that every one should, under pain of rebellion antf death, retire to his home. The multitude instantly disappeared.— On ariothcr, he put his. finger to his mouth to command silence; in a mo ment every voice wjxi hushed. The feign of this prodigy was indeed short, lasting only from the 7th to the 16th of July, 1647, when he perished, the victim of another revolution of af fairs. It was a reign marked loo with many atrocious excesses, and with some trails of indescribable personal folly; yet as long as it is not an every-day’s matter for a fisher boy to become a king, the story of Masaniello of Naples must be tegarded with equal wonder and ad miration, as exhibiting an astonishing pass, screamed. “ Ziczac, ziczac ! ,r with all! ed and entensively circulated amongst j you have, the fewer crimes there will id terror- the powers of his voice, and dashed j the most despicable of the human race, j be. Examine the frightful columns of icross the himself against the crocodile’s face two! What is fear? A frightful and clan-| your criminal calenders—you will there The great beast started ; gerous substance to the really guilty,! find a hundred youths executed for of up, and, i jump diately spying into the air with a spl; ul dashi which cc The heavy folcNmf the window cur- "into > tain so obscured the light that seemed ercri i as if the day were drawing to a close, river instead of being at its high meridian. , my it: As with the expanding pupil the eye reutij took in surrounding objects, the apart- maim mem, its furniture, ami its royal tenant, his cry, as I thought, with an exulting presented a different scene from what, voice, arid standing every now and then if left to itself, the imagination would on the tips of his toes in a conceited have drawn. ! manner, which made me justly angry The room less spacious, but as lofty j with his impertinence. After having as the adjoining one, was furnished in waited in vain for some time, to see the modern European style, and like a ! whether the crocodile would come out familiar thing, a stove stood nearly in again, I got up from the hank where I the cen'.re. On a sofa, by a .window, i was lying, threw a clod of earth at the through which he might have looked ziczac, and came back to the boat, feel- upon us as we crossed the court, with a! ing some consolation for the loss of my crimson tarbouch, its gold button and ' game in having witnessed a circum- blue silk tassel on his head a black silk j stance, the truth of which has been dis- kerchie r aroond his neck, attired in a j puled by several writers on natural his- blue military frock and pantaloons, and j lory.—Carson's Visits to Monasteries in polished French boots upon his feet, sat : the Levant. the monarch, without any of the attri- j :— bates of sovereignty about him. jA Sketch iu the'Arabian Desert— A man, young in years, but evidently ) A Bedouin Boy. of delicate and impaired conslilulion, I Umbarak, the chief of our liillc cara- ned and spiritless air was un- I van , was a remarkably fine fellow, and j but a vain and harmless shadow to the [ father of a family. Marriage renders a ig conscientiously honest and upright. | man more virtuous and more wise. The ? fortune? A capricious dame, J father of a family is not willing to blush i rejects those who Tire most | before his children. i solicit her favors; whilst oth- ! — — How to obtain Subscrivun. pers and other fixins, our canvasser turned towards his new subscriber, and with a bland stnile of good nature re marked— *1 think you will like my paper, friend.* * Yes—yes,* responded the other. ‘ It’s a capital paper.* * Yes,* said the subscriber. * An’ you’ll recommend it to your friends!’ 4 Yes,’ added the victim. 4 It’s a good paper.* What with i disappeared. The ziczac, to j ansi* ised admiration, proud, nppa-lers, more unworthy, are the recipients 'having saved his friend, re-j of her bounties without their solicitation, up and down, uttering j What is fashion ? A beautiful envel- " ’ °P for mortality, presenting a glittering weebly H ' e paper in the cily or Do- and polished exterior, the appearance of jX„.\ «r which gives nocertian indication of the real value of what is contained therein, What that is highly exhilarating when partaken at the expense of others but when used at our own cost, it be comes bitter and unpleasant. What is thought? A fountain from may f ‘rij good paper. his i relieved by any indication of intellectual j on a i| occasion, most obliging, energy. He eyed me fixedly as I ael-; indeed the rest. Small gratuities of cof- vanced, and on him mv attention was ; f ecam l eatables, which Komehtlispens- no less riveted. Ashe smiled I stop-; e j with great tact, kept them in con- ped, expecting that he was about to slant good humor; they were always peak, but he motioned gently with his j ready to assist in pitching the tent, and |q approach yet nearer.- j gathering wood for our fire. But there Lines to a Mother, on the death of her Babe. On a mission of love, the cherubim host From the regions of bliss came down, In search of a gem—brilliant and pure, To add to the Savior’s bright crown. While poiV.1 -’mid the stars, on glittering wing, And the Moon to .their music soft smil’d,— A mother thty-savr with tenderness watch The stow-ebbing breath of her child. On tier eye-lid, a moment, thcreftrembiingVt-too ^ That Sweet'gem of nature— A* softly it fell on the cherub-like face, ‘ Upturned to those glances of love, The lips of the mother were parted in pra’yr, Address’d to her Father above: •» " Not my will, oh God! hut’thine In the test v .Of my love and submission to thee;— But spare, if thou can’ll—rip thy mercy spare This jewel, so cherish’d by me!” •> - ■ - "[above, The golden-winged band, as they view'd from Tho.mother thus watch o’er her gem, - In her eftr soft whisper’d, her bn he should he safe, Were the jewel once trusted with them! -; Four liny-winged ones from this cherubim hand, On the breath of a zdphyr came down, “And bore, in tjieir arms, the lov’d gem away ■To the niche in Jesus’- bright crown! Then weep not, mother, for thy dear-lov’d babe: In its new-found home it is bless’d; And ceases to think of .its suff'rings here, As it joins'iri the songs of the rest. Cheer up, then!—dash sorrow away,— The cup for thy good-has been giv'n , For tho’ thy little one’s lost to thee here, Thouli’t find it, an Angel, in Heav’n! , ftlhcns, Ga., 1849.- ’ ^ - hand for instance ol the genius to command ex- i Through the interpreter, he then made j \ V as one little fellow whom I came to re- ol the humblest situations j me welcome, for which 1 expressed my j gar ,i t at last, with attachment; a lim- ; ber slip of a boy 7 about twelve years of protracted age, delecate and spare, and apparent- requested | ly quite unequal to the fatigue and expo- „.i «' - 1 '- long journey over the burning But one might see from the lap in life, and its ascendancy with pidity of enterprise to which there is t parallel in history. A Visit to tlic Snltaa. i- j acknowledgement; The interview one. In the cout by .Mr. Carr, I presented his, in thename ; su of the President of the United States, j de 1.1 BUT. lynch, u. s. n. with some biographies and prints, il-jof his Bedouin mother his life had been We were led to the entrance of the ; lustrative of the character and habits of j one of hardship and privation. His Southern wing (of the Palace of Cheri- j North American artists. He looked at bones almost protruded through his soft glian, on the Bosphorus,) and again some of them, which were placed be-1 and dusky skin, worn and rubbed white throwing off our ove(V.w»es, catered a j f‘> rc him by an attendant, and said that [’at the salient angles, with ^Imrd labor, lofty and spacious hall, malted through- j he considered tnem as evidences of the' like those of a negro ; his meagre little A CANVASSING SKETCH. In the year *26, we published a s veekly literary paper in the city ol troit, and at the commencement of career “ out tbar,** we employed a local ,, , i travelling agent—one John It , a fcl- w,t? A sparking beverage, j , ow of it f Rn f, e tac , ia his l)usilieS5i anil nlarating and agreeable or jj nar i[y onc „f the merriest, happiest, best natured bipeds we ever yet met with. John had a way of obtaining sub scribers, however, peculiarly his own ; , • . „ ,, v . , . . , and his success was proverbial. If he which ffovvs aU good and evd intentions ;! undertooU t „ gct a m:in ’s name and mo- ney, ge got it—there was no dodging the 4 pond day, sir.’ Yes,’ continued the puvvib ab«rt r actv ediy,.as the canvasser departed ; * but cf you. ain't onc o' the agents roc read alout % then. I ha in't no jtnlg o' beeswax P and rubbing the side of his crown—which had been slightly damaged, as it hap pened, in the melee—he disappeared, resolved never again to interfere with the 4 power o’ the press.*—Spirit of tho Times. mental fluid, electrical in the force .and tpidily of its movements, silently flow- ig unseen within its own secret avc- ues; yetis the controlling powerofall animated matter, and the chief main spring of all our actions. What is knowledge ? A key that un ravels all mysteries, and which unlocks the entrance, and discovers new, unseen and untrodden paths in the hitherto un explored fields of science and literature. The sly, dissembling hypocrite, who, with sepulchral voice and stealthy tread, is ever seeking the consummation of his villainous purposes, by indirection— who is a living lie—a spectral cheat — the semblance of honesty. under tho cloak of religion—whose “ instincts" are those of the whining spaniel, and whose body is the skeleton anatomy of asyph- ilitical leper, yea, such a reptile is /tar- bored and countenanced in society, when the frank and honest citizen is denoun ced, for the occasional ebulition of vir tuous indignation, as one altogether un- irthy of respect or confidence! Such the way of the vtorld ! out, with two broad flights of stairs as- ] advancement of the United States in cending from the far extreme to an el- , civilization, and would treasure them evnted platform or landing, whence, uniting in onc, they issued upon the floor above. On the right and left of the hall were frame told of frequent fastings, and scanty innulritious fare; yet never was as a souvenir of the good feeling of its | eye more bright, longue .more lively, government towards him. At the word , voice more sweetly feminine, spirits civilization, pronounced in French, I; more gay, or activity more unwearied, started ; lor it seemed singular, coming I than were those of little Salem. His from the lips of a Turk, and applied to j entire clothing were a ragged tunic, a country. 1 have since learned j pair of sandals and an old Bedouin hand- doors opened in and there were and attendants on either side and sta- that he is but a student in French, and j kerchief; and in his leathern belt tinned at intervals along the stairway, presume that by the word “ civiliza- j a small knife, and pouch with materials all preserving a silence the most pro- tion,” he meant the arts and sciences. for kindling a fire. Poor fellow ! he found. j When about to take my leave, he flinched a little in the fierce heat of the renewed the welcome, and said that a Y Tne Secretary, wh > had gone hef now approached ajid beckoned to us to had his full authority follow. But herb an unexpected iliffi- '< Stambnhl I might de: cully was presented. The Chamber- j While iu his prese lain in waiting objected to my sword, I refrain from drawing and required that I should lay it aside, moralizing on fate. There I replied that the audience was given Sultan, an Eastern despot, tltf I could not parisons and , and would then leap up behind a camel, and with bending head, gasp ing mouth, and empty stomach, patient ly endure the scorching sun on his un sheltered frame. I would then steer my camel alongside of him, as by ler bf 1 dent, and hand him a portion of my officer of the United Slates; j mighty kingdoms and the arbiter oi the j lunch; but the glowing keen ej’esofthe ami that the sword was part of my uni- j fate of millions of his fellow-creatures; j hungry Arabs were on the lad ; they ittiscellaucous. The I’hhcr Boy of Naples. . In the year 1647* there lived in Na ples, a poor fisher .boy,, of ilie name of Tomasco Axelo, vulgarly corrupted in to Masaniello. Ho was clad in the meanest attire,; went about bare-footed, and gained a scanty livelihood . by an gling lor fish, and hawliing them about foe sale. Wiio. could have imagined that in this poor, abject fisher boy, the populace were to find a being destined to lead them on to cue of the most exira- • ordinary revolutions-recorded in histo ry? Y'ei it was so. No monarch ever bad the glory of rising so suddenly to so lofty a pitch of power as the bare footed Masaniello. Naples, the metrop olis of so many fertile provinces, the queen of many noble cities r the resort of princes, of cavaliers and of heroes; Na ples, inhabited by more than six hun dred thousand souls, abounding in all kinds of resources, glorying in its form, and; that I could not dispensi it. My refusal was met with the i sura nee that the etiquette of the coi peremptorily rcqnired it. I asked the custom had been invariably co plied with, and inquired of the drago man, whether Mr. Carr, our minister, had, in conofrthity with it, ever attend ed an audience without his sword, but even as I spoke, my lh ! and face to face, a few feet distant, t rank s t! blest serv if. and yet, : unless I ( d condition, among the liutn- Repnblic; o cheer, I with him, faith. were round him in a moment, and with a smile I have seen him give away all but a few mouthfuls. At the evening camp, none so lively or so useful, now tending the camels, now running for sticks and kindling the fire, all the while laughing and chattering; his merry voice hasof- oused me from audit ary day. I the close very handy an I useful to Komeh, and I desired him to feed him. but quite by stealth ; for with the Bedouins there is a s ants of a far dts is little as life ha- l change position :ould carry with i iv friendships, and my aspirut My feelings saddened as I looked up on the monarch, and I thought of»Mon tezuma. Evidently like a northern gard to precedent, had come to the al- clime, his year o! life had known two teruatWe, no sword, no audience. 'seasons only, and had leaped . from Whether the Secretary had, during yout.i to imbecility. His smile was j law of division, even to a firagu the discussion, referred the matter to a ‘»ne of the sweetest I ever looked upon— f biscuit; and no wonder, for they higher quarter, I could not tell, for my j his voice the most melodious l had ever alike hungry, and hunger is bitterly scl- attention had been so engrossed for heard ;Jrismanner was gentleness itself, fish. = I wondered what they lived on, some minutes, that I had not noticed and everything about him bespoke a and was often ashamed to sit down to him. He now came forward, however, j kind and amiable disposition. He is j tny own dinner of comparative luxu- J. decided that I should retain the i said to be very affectionate to his mo- j ries with them around me. They eat sword. At this I truly rejoiced, for it} ther in especial, and is generous to the j morning and evening, or when a halt would have been unpleasant to retire extreme of prodigality. But there is i gives them an opportunity, of a cake after having gone so far. It is due to ' that indescribably sad expression in j much resembling Scotch oat-cake; they Mr. Brown,- the dragoman, to say that his countenence, which is thought to in- ; carry about with them a small he sustained me. | dicate early, death. A presentiment off in which it is kneaded, and it is then The discussion at an end, we as- the kind, mingled perhaps with a boding j baked hard, over a fire made of sticks cended the stairway, which was cov- fear of the overthrow of his country, i or dried camel dung on a spot of sar-* ered with'a good and comfortable, but seems to pervade and depress his spir-! previously hollowed out. This cake not acostly carpet, and passed into a-its. In truth, like Damocles, this de- ; then divided, and constitutes nearly all Kemarkable Woman. The St. Andrews’ (N. B.) Standard contains the following extraordinary obituary notice:— Died, at St. Stephen’s, on the 21st of July, Mrs. Elizabeth Dodd, aged one hundred and eleven years. “In the death of this aged person, there is a volume of history lost. Liv ing in great retirement the relict of a forgotton age, few knew the stories she could tell of the brave old days. Born on board a British ship of the lin< Bay of Biscay; cradled on the broad Atlantic ; her father killed fighting the battles of George 1. she was cast an orphan on the shores of New-York.— Thence carried to St. Augustii youth passed was in the South. Here she married and was settled banks of the Alabama. On the out break of the war between France, Spain and England, she and oilier settlers were made prisoners and taken to New- Orlcnns. After two years, she was iransfered to the Spaniards and taken to the Castle of Vera Cruz, where; she remained until its capture by the Brit ish in 1761. She was then relieved and taken to New-York. During the first | American war, she followed her hus- i band through the principal campaigns, and was at many of the hardest fought battles—ar Monmouth, White Plains, Yorktown. &c. At the close of the American war,"she came with the Loy alists to this Province, in 1784.** issue, where he had resolved upon the thing. John was a large, powerful man, standing six feet three in his socks—and he feared nothing in the performance of his duty; at times when a resort to the ‘tricks of his trade* was necessary, he was ever ‘at home,’ and his mimicry, smiling countenance, and capital ad dress, slways made him scores of friends almost at first sight. But John occasion ally encountered a tough customer. ‘You call that a paper?’ exclaimed a rough, big-fisted fellow, derisively, one morning in a coffee house where John was canvassing. * Well, I do,* said John quietly. ‘O, git out!’ responded the bully. ‘And you must subscribe, too—come!’ 4 Not’s you knows on,’ continued the j she other, sneeringly. 4 It’s a humbug!’ 4 What’s a humbug?’ ‘Come, now, my fine fellow, that won’t do,’ added our agent, not a little piqued. He always stood straight up for the pa per. ‘That kind of talk aint just the thing, my friend,’ continued John, for there were several persons present.’ * I say it’s a hum,' persisted the fel low ; 4 and you’re another.’ As the stranger got off this last re mark, he approached the canvasser in stantly, and offered some unmistakeable demonstrations of a beligcrent charac ter. John measured his customer a mo ment as he advanced, and drawing back, he very coolly knocked the inso lent fellow down. Then grasping the rowdy by the throat— 4 Is my paper a humbug?’ asked John. 4 Ye3—cuss your picture !’ 4 It is eh ?’ continued the agent, bring ing the fellow a rap on the side of the sconce, which astonished him immense ly. * It is—is it ?’and again he cuffed him vigorously; and then again and again, until the bully began to conceive he had commenced operations upon the wrong individual. 4 Is my paper a/iirn? * N—no—no !' shrieked the fellow, at last. « What kind of a paper is it ?* 4 1 dun no’ ‘ Yes you do,’ said John, raising his huge mawler over the other’s head, in a threatening altitude, and grinning a ghasty smile—yes you do.” «Wal, le’ me up,’ said the victim. 4 I’ll let you up, when you answer me.’ 4 1 tell you I dun ’no.” 4 1 say you do,' responded John, and again he raised that fearful fist, and showed his glistening teeth. • Y—ye yes !’ shouted the suffer- A Relic of the Revolution.—The: Rah- > way (N. J.) Register, noticing the death I «*• . . . bv cholera of Mrs. Mary Knight, sister! * What kind of a paper is it, then? of the brave Gen. Isaac Worrell, of Re-j Tell me, or # I’ll smash every bone in volutionary memory, pays her the f 0 l-j your ugly skin.’ lowing tribute : j ^ l * s a T* a , lls a * “ The deceased was one of those mdSt \ ‘ Quick !* devoted and blessed women that helped | _ * I 1 * 8 a goo—-good fuss rate onc. to relieve the horrible sufferings of our | Now let me up !’ room more handsomely furbished and : scendant of the Caliphs sits beneath more lofty, but in every other respect suspended fate. Through him the — — . . 0 -j--o its [of the same dimensions as the one im-. ‘ soujsof the mighty monarchs who have tfinlngth ; this proud city saw itself fore-; mediately below it. A rich carpet was! gone before, seem to brood over the im- «H,iucric short day, to yield to one of its! on the floor, a magnificent .chandelier, i pending fate of an Empire which once b meanest sons such obedience as in all. all crystal and gold, was suspended extended from the Atlantictothe Ganges, its history it had never before shown to; from the ceiling, and costly divans and , Rons toe Caucasus to the Indian Ocean.' jhc mightiest of its liege sovereigns. ! tables, with other articles of furniture:- ■“ M In a few hours this fisher lad was at. were interspersed abouiilie room; but I T,IC Z * czac PlailUfCnardian Angel the head ofotie hundred and fifty ihous-! had not time to note them',Tor'""on the ' lo the Crocodile, niid inen ; in a few hours there was no left hung a georgeous crimson velvet J On one occasion I saw, a long way \\ ill in Naples hut his; and in a few ; curtain embroidered and ringed with off, a large crocodile, twelve or fifteen hours it was freed from all sorts of taxes, gold, and towards it the Secretary led feet long, .lying asleep under a perpen- ,md restored to all its ancient privileges, the wav. His countenance and his ! dicular bank, about ten feet high, on the The fish-wand was exchanged for the manner exhibited more awe'than I had margin of the river. I stopped the boat truncheon of command—the boy’s jack-. ever seen depicted in the human criun-1 at some distance, and,.noting the place »*t for cloth of silver and gold, lie teriancc. He seemed to hold his breath,! as well as I could, I toolcla circuit- in- fuused the town io he entrenched ; he and his step was so soft and stealthy, land, and came down cautiously to the j,laced sentinels to guard it from dan-.' that once or twice I stopped, under the lop of the bank, whence, with a heavy j.er from without; and lie established a impresoion thal I had left him behind, rifle, I made sure of my ugly game. I system of police within which awed the but found him ever beside me. There had already cut off his head in imagina- were. three of us jti close proximttjr, and i.lion, and ~ J —l_.i. rst banditti i as considering whether it army under Washington at Valley Forge —cooking and carrying provisions to them alone, through the outposts of the British army in the disguise of a market their nourishment. In viewing these j woman. And when" Washington was their simple habits, preserved unchang- compelled to retreat before a superior ed, we go ages baek to the days of ear- force, she had the tact and courage to ly Biblical story, thus reproduced be-j conceal her brother, Gen. Worrell, when fore us. But the Bedouins do not al- j ihe British set a price on his head for his bravery, in a cider hogshead in the ways live so sparingly. When the rains make the face of the desert rejoice, and their flocks, spreading over the precious herbage, afford plenty of milk, they, in? dulge liberally in that patriarchal luxu ry ;-while round the tents of the princi pal sheik, meat is often distributed in abundance.—Forty Days in the Desert. Pretty Thoughts. Wbat is ambition ? A fierce and un conquerable, steed, that bears its rider onward in the high road to preferment; but it oftentimes ihrows.hira such a fall that he rarely ever recovers. . What.is crime? A wretched vaga bond, traveling from place to place cellar, for three days, and fed him thro’ the burighole; the house in the mean time being ransacked four different times at Frankfort, Pa., by the British troops in-search of him, without success. She was 90 years of age at the time of her death:. - Not till you subscribe, old fellow.* I wont P. You won’t? exclaimed John, look ing daggers at the prostrate hero, while he grated his teeth like a mad catamount —and thrushed him violently upon the floor once more. 4 1 wil, l! , * For a year?* asked the agent. • ‘No.’ \ Wbat then ?’ 4 Six—six months.* - 4 That 11 be two dollars,” said John ; 4 fork over the tin, there’s no trust in this trade. - ‘Let me up, I say.* ‘Not ’till.you’ve paid your subscrip tion.* ' * Wal, git offer me! * There,* said John—who was natu rally very accommodating—and at the Scene iu n Sluge-Coacli. Two young officers of the British ar* my, traveling on the Prussian frontier iu a stage-coach, encountered an Eng lish ladj*, accompanied by her two daughters, who was cross and interfer ing, and wholly unacquainted with any language but her mother tongue. One of the officers conceived the idea of an noying the old lady, and accordingly determined lo pass himself off to her for a foreigner, and tri talk to her daught er in French : With his accustomed gallantry, he en tered into conversation with Miss Mary Bull. He saw her name on the fly-leaf ol her pocket edition of CIt tide Harold; and to her astonishment, anil after a fair allowance of coquetry on her part, at length explained to her the mystery.— Miss Mary Ball flirted and laughed more than was quite becoming, which tended to increase Mrs. Bull’s ill-humor. Words are scarcely bad enough for foreigners . jularly fumed again. Presently they entered one of the tun nels, which commence almost imme diately on leaving this station, and cotne quick iu succession between it and aix- la Chappclle. “ Cromwell was in his old humors, and full of fun. A thought struck him; lie would payoff the old lady lor _ her ill-breeding; and he imparted his plan to Filagree. Shortly they were whisked into a tun nel and all was darkness. Smack! Smack! from Cromwell, and ditto, ditto from the Muffin, as he faith fully imitated loud kising. It was pitch dark, and the old lady was ‘‘ fit to bo tied!” “ Girls, what are you about ?** . Smack! Smack! again. 44 Charlotte ! Mary ! girls! Smack ! Smack! (a titter from both young ladies.) Gentlemen! my daughters! do yoq hear ! SacreP* Here that peculiar light which warns the traveller by railway that he is just about to emerge into light, appeared, and all was silence. Flashing into light, both the young ladies looked as innocent as ifnothing had happened, (arid nothing had happened;) Filagree looked at bis boots, our hero scanned inamma, as if he had never seen her until that moment. Ma, herself, looked daggers. Whisk—and into another tunnel like a shot. Smack ! smack ! again. “Gentlemen! girls ! such conduct!” (roars of laughter from the young ladies.) Smack ! smack! “Charlotte! Mary!” (renewed laugh ter.) “I’ll stop the couch! Guard! Mary! Charlotte! Gentleman!” Smack ! smack!! smack!!! The convoy merged into daylight, and was stopped at the station.—Life in the Army. Too much for the General.—The Mo bile Tribune tells the following story of Jemmy Maber, who has so long been the gardener al the Presidential man sion, Washington: General Jackson bad heard-rumors that Jemmy was accustomed to get drunk, and to be uncivil to the visitors at the- White Hcuse;—so, one bright morning he summoned him into his pre sence to receive his dismissal. ‘Jemmy,” said the General, “I hear bad stories about you. It is said, that istanily drunk and uncivil to the visitors.” Jemmy was puzzled for a reply, at last he said: General, bedad, I hear much worse stories, about you; but do you think I believe them ? No, by the powers, T know they are lies.” ; Sadness.—There is a mysterious feel ing that frequently passes, like a cloud, over the spirit.->It comes upon the soul „ _ - - in the busy bustle of life, in the social; same moment be turned so that his 4 sub circle, in the calm and silent retreat of i scriber* could gethis hand into his pock-, solitude. Its power is alike supreme Jet. The latter actually drew forth his over the weak and lion-hearted. At one J purse, and counted out two dollars Jn time ii is caused by the flitting of a sin- jsilver, and the agent released him! Fighting for Fun.—A man once rush* cd into a fight, and after beating th® combatants indiscriminately, some on® asked him which side he was on. 44 j beg pardon,” - was his reply; 44 1 thought it was a free fight P' Newspapers have been called the on ly paper currency that , is worth more than gold and silver. ; - < v vithin i the world into fcai.— wiac. um-coi us jii ciosc proximuy,ana i nou, nuu »oa .'''d.“ st . u ^“vs*z- % * u .v |u >‘ ,i i iia.^nug ***”*■ j*—— — rv— * ,,u “ -j — - - -- :o ..... ... j. _ . ,. - ,. Armies passed in review before him ; the stairway was lined with officers : should be stuffed with its mouth open ■ in. a fruitless endeavor to escape j gle thought across the mind. Again a; .John took‘ his ? addres^ -wrote a re- . • ket balls were used in . even; fleets owned his sway. He Mis and attendants, hut such was the death- or shut. I peeped over the hank.— from justice, who is constantly engaged | sound will;come booming across the iceipt, and then invited the new made ' ,’ , as money in place of far- peused punishments and rewards with like stillness, that I could distinctly , There he was, within ten feet of the in hot pursuit. A foe to virtue and hap-. ocean of memory, gloomy and solemn friend, to take a drink. The other, noth- ( N g Y P ihe liberal hand. The bait he kept iu hear my own footfall, which, unaccus- sight of the rifle. I was on the point of i piness, though.at limes the companion | as the death-knell, overshadowing all ing loth, joined him at once, for fear of | ? , 8 ;- "#wc; the disaffected he paralyzed; the torned to Palace regulations, fell with’firing al his eye when I observed that: of poor innocence, which is too often j the bright hopes and sunnj 7 feelings of, giving further offence, wavering he resolved by his exhort a-; untutored Republican firmness upon the he was attended by. a bird called a zic- 1made to suffer for the guilty. the heart. Who can describe it, and yet» l,,n m,|h "° nn , I’ll pass,' as the silver dollar said to Then, getting up his specimen'pa-1 the market woman. / i