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Milledgcville, Ft':. 26, 1827. CO —It
SHERIFF’S SALE.
ON the first Tuesday in Marco next, will
be sold in the town of Jackson. Butts
county, between the legal hours of sale, the
following prsperty, to wit i
202 A Acres ol' land, more or less,
whereon Robert Andrew now liras, known
by Lot No. 96, originally I4th Diet. Monroe,
now Butts county, Levied on as the property
of .Joseph Sentcll, to satisfy a fi fa in favor of
AVm. White, against Joseph Seidell and Alex
ander Herrin, security on an appeal. Prop
erty pointed out by Alexander Herrin.
Also —one negro woman named Matilda,
and her child Moses, as the property of Nell
I’urgurson, to satisfy a fi fa in favor of Zach
ariah White, property pointed out by the de
fendant.
Also—one grey horse, as the property of
Yelventon Thaxton, to satisfy sundry fi fas ;
one in favor of John E. Bailey and others.
Property pointed out by the Defendant.
Also—one grey mare, six or seven years
old, and three promissory notes, payable to
Jonathan Harkness, one on Margaret Neely,
and two on Georg'; Harkness, as the property
of Jonathan Harkness and Richard Pounds.
Property pointed out by the defendant.
Also—one protnmissory note, payable to
Silas Cheek or bearer, for four hundred dol
lars, signed by Robert Smi'h, as the property j
of Silas Cheek. Property pointed out by
Silas Cheek,
Also, 202 a acres of land, more or
less, whereon Starlin Kemp now lives, to
satisfy a fi fa in favor of John Bacblott, and
others, vs. Basil Lowe. Property pointed
out by the plantrtF.
Also—so acres of land, part of Lot No.
Ai, in the first Dist. formerly Henry, now
Butts county, north-east corner of said Lo ;
Levied on as the property of Thomas House,
fa satisfy sundry !i fas in favor of Win. Scott.
Property pointed out by the plantiff.
ISAAC NOLEN, Sh’ffi
Jan. 27th, 1827. 56—tds
The sweet and touching lines that follow
must reach every heart not callous to the
touch of Sympathy.
WHERE fe HE.
By Henrt Neal.
Man, giveth up the ghost, and where is he.
Job. v.
And where is he? not by her side,
Whose every want he loved to tend,
Not o’er those vallics wandering wide,
Where, sweetly lost, he oft would wend ;
That form he. loved he marks no more,
Those scenes admired no more shall see,
Those scenes arc lovely as before,
And she as fair—but where is he ?
No, no, the radiance is not dim,
That used to gild his favorite hill ;
The pleasures that were dear to him,
Are dear to life and nature still;
But ah! his home is not as fair,
Neglected must hts gardens he,
The lilies droop and wither there,
And seem to whisper, “ where is he V
Tlis was the. pomp, the crowded hall,
But where is all this prouu display ?
His riches, honours, pleasures, all
Desire could frame [ but were are they ?
And he, as some tall rock that stands
Protected ay the circling sea,
Surrounded by admiring bands,
Seem'd proudly strong—but where is he ?
fee church-yard bears an added stone,
The fireside shows a vacunt chair j
Here sadness dwells and weeps alone,
And death displays bis banner there:
The life is gone, the breath is fled,
And .hat has been no more shall be ;
• be well known form in- welcome tread.
Oh' where ire they, and wjjtre
AM, Editors.]
From the New-Yoik Mirror.
A CASTLE IN THE AIR.
I'll tell yon, friend, what sort of wife,
Whene’er 1 scan this scene of life,
Inspires my waking s.-iiantes;
And wiicd I sleep, with form so light,
Dances before my r ivish’d sight
In sweet serial dr ams.
The rose its blushes need not lend,
Nor yet the lily with them blend,
To captivate my eyes ;
Give me a cheek th heart obeys,
And, sweetly mutable, displays
Its feelings as they rise.
Features where ;>ensivr, more than gay,
(Save where a rising smile doth play,)
The sober thoughts yeti see ;
Eyes that all soil and tender seem,
And kind ifl’eciions round them beam,
But, most of alt, on me !
A form, though not of finest mould,
Where yet a something you behold,
Unconsciously to please ;
Manners all graceful without art,
That to each look and word impart
A modesty and ease.
But still her air, her face, each charm,
Must speak a breast with feeling warm,
And mind inform the whole ;
With mind her mantling cheek must glow,
Her voice, her beaming eye, must show
An all-inspiring soul.
Ah! could I such a being find,
And were her fate to mute but joined,
By Hymen’s silken tie—
To her myself, my ah, I’d give,
For her alone delight to live,
For her consent to die.
Whene’er hv anxious gloom oppressed,
On the soft pillow of her breast
My aching hea" I’d lay ;
At her sweet smile each care should cease.
Htr kiss inspire a balmy peace,
And drive my griefs away.
In turn, I’d soften all hei care,
Each thought, each wish, each feeling share,
Should sickness e’er invade ;
My voice should sooth each mournful sigh,
MV hand the cortiai should apply,
I’d watch beside her bed.
Should gathering clouds our sky deform,
My arm should shield her from the storm,
And were its fury hurled,
My bosom to its bolts I’d bare,
In her defence undaunted dare,
Dely the opposing w orld.
Together should our prayers ascend,
Together humbly would we bend,
To praise the Almighty’s name;
And when I saw her kindling eye
Beam upward to the native sky,
My soul would catch the flame.
Thus nothing should our hearts divide,
But on our years sersnely glide,
And all to love be given ;
And when life’s little scene was o’er,
We’d part to meet, and part no more,
But live and love in Hf.aven»
M. A. C.
From the Richmond Whig.
United States and Georgia. —The
message of the President of Ihe Uni-!
ted States on this subject, and the
consequent proceedings in both
Houses of Congress, will fill eve
ry patriotic bosom with solicitude.
It was hoped that the controversy
with Georgia, was finally at rest, but
it has presented itself in anew and
more alarming aspect. Fortunately
for the public understanding of the
question, the shape which the con
test has now assumed, is simple, and
stripped of all those difficultos
which obscured it at a former stage.
The last Treaty with the Creek
Indians, which annulled that of the
Indian Springs, guarantees to those
Indians a remnant of their lands
within the limits of Georgia. This
i treaty was almost unanimously sanc
| tioned by the House of Representa
tives. In controvention of the treaty,
become a law of the land by passing
through all the forms of ratification,
the Government of Georgia has pro
ceeded to survey the reserved Creek
lands. The Creeks complained to
the Government, and the President
having ordered the arrest of the
persons engaged in the trespass, has
communicated the whole affair to
Congress. He quotes the act ol
1802, requiring the President to
protect the rights of Indians within
the limits of the United States, aud
concludes by declaring his determi
nation to enforce it by the military,
if it shall continue his duty and be
come necessary.
The whole question then is this:
Is the last treaty with the Creeks
the law of the land, and as such
bound to be respected by the State
of Georgia, and all others, and which
the Executive of the United States
is bound to enforce if resisted ?
It will be seen that the Georgia
delegation (Messrs. Berrien and For
syth) as usual, flew off at a tangent,
and exhibited more than their usual
inlcmperance. But we presume that
that this can and wi!! awoer no
good end. If Georgia bss dclrtrc*
H* tibi erunt artes, pacisque iuponere morem, parcere subjectis et deoellarc juperbos.—Virgil.
Mjlledglville, Monday, March 5, 1827.
lately violated a treaty of the land,
under whatever circumstances o
sell justification, it is still incumber;!
on tiie National Executive to eufen-e
it. The fury exhibited by the gen
tlemen, i< a bad augury for that Com
posure and imparllalitv which ought
io characterise the deliberations >.i
Congress on this momentous ques
un. We are disposed to believe
that a discriminating public, what
ever hardship Georgia may have
• iff red, —and we know of none, ex
cept that she has not possessed her
si If of quite all the Indian lauds—;.?
far as the transaction is yet develop
ed, approves be conduct of the
Executive.
Fram the Augusta Chronicle.
Tiie Baltimore Chronicle of tbu
9th inst. remarks, that a letter hna
been received by a gentleman of
Baltimore, by the last Liverpool
packet, at New-York which had on
it an endorsement, dated at 5 o’cl’k
cf the afternoon previous to sailing,
which stated the death of trie Duke
of York The Duke of Clarence is
the next heir apparent to the British
Ttiroue, and as the present King,
who has already progressed to an
age, which could scarcely have been
expected under a life of such extra
ordinary dissipation, is said to be
getting considerably more enfeebled
every day, his decease will probably
be announced ere long, and whe
such is the case we think it by no
means improbable that the political
state of Europe, or at least oi Greijt
Britain, will exp rtence sorr.t com
„„a’ _ rjXu „ n..1.. _4’ /"'ll
iiiGkluD. i uc ui\t; ui LlilftMlCC IS
axtremciy unpopular with all classes
so much so that even ihe Stared and
Gartered imbecile, whoso death we
have noticed, though by no mean"
a favorite, was look 'd upon with
some hope, a- the least of two evib
AMERICAN FARMER.
Baltimore, Febuary 16, 1827.
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What is it that freezes up the cur
rent of the feelings —that strikes the
energies of the soul as with a blight
—that cripples and mutilates every
hope—that makes every prospect
dark, gloomy and dismal —that
makes our friends a direful phalanx
of enemies and destroyers—that
makes time a burthen —eternity a
dread? What is it that converts the
stately billowing ocean—the fair face
of earth, fruits and flowers —the clear
blue skv, sun, moon, and stars—beau
ties celestial and terrestial into one
universal wilderness of desolation 1 —
’Tis the Blue Devils.
SIR wALTER s NEW NOVEL.
The Literary Gaz*tte, in contra
dicting the Morning Chronicle, for
stating that an Irish subject has been
taken for this production, assures its
readers that it is to be entirely Scot
tish. Now.it happens that, while
one would bo wiser than the other
regarding the secrets “ within the
veil,” both are mistaken. Theforth
coming novel will be a series of talc ,
something like those of “My Lanu
lord.” Tho subject ol one, which i>
Scottish, may be guessed at fn n
the title “Chronicles of the Canot
gate"—but Erin's Green isle will a.
so afford subject matter for a stor*
»,th which we behove was eonne*
•i the late visit of tb* JJaroutt t
IttUad
LITERARY.
At a recent entertainment given
to’Sir Walter Scott, the King oi
England is reported to have request
ed rite worth' - Baronet to write the
R ign of George the Third ; adding
the assurance of free access to all
'be papers and documents in the
Royal Archives. Sir Walter is said
to have declined the honor ; stating,
at the same time, his utter iaabilitv
to do justice to the subject !
The life of Napoleon, by the au
thor of Wavorlv, it is said, is to be
published in English. French and
German, at Edinburgh, London, Par
is, Lcipsic, Berlin, and Vienna, or
the same day
The Garr'ck Papers arc preparing
for the press. They will include an
interesting correspondence with all
the c fobrated Wits, Statesmen, Ac
tors, and Authors, who, during his
life, were the associates of the Eng
lish Roscius.
A CURIOSITY.
The Connecticut Herald, publish
ed at New-Havcn, says, “The fol
lowing is a true copy of a letter re
ceived at this office last week,through
the hands of a post rider In mer
cy to the writer we have omitted his
name and substituted a dash.
"to gorv to the herald office
In new Ilavcn
..March the 61 8122!
Dear Sir
I have wread yowr ad
ver fise nent foivr a clcark and I
showld bee glad foor the chance I
have fcenpt a drt good store in darby
‘ix mounth i have now home i have
not suffishent close for any place but
i woivld stay longer then my time if
i could git a plase i be long in Wood
bury i hant now father to take Care
• me, I wars but fifteen years old
ihe first day of march last i wish yow
would rite too me and let me now
w hut her i can come or not and if
I come i wish you would let me now
w huther you will find me close or not
Yowrs respectfully
of wood bury
Too goo too the man that a.i
ver ties’ fora clerk in new haven’
In a village in England the Clerk
was desired so give notice that Mr.
15. and Mr. P. would preach there
alternately. The Clerk read the no
tice in this way : —The congregation
will please to take notice, that Mr.
B. and Mr. P. will preah here eter
nally. A period beyond what some
of the congregation* expected to
have the pleasure of listening to their
discourses.
THE DREAM OF LOVE.
By Charles Lpdlo'.v, of Richmond, Va.
I have seen a buble blown info
its circular and indescribable beauty;
on its brilliant surface were painted
the most inimitable pictures of light
and life; grateful clouds floated in
the bosom of the mimic sky; a tiny
sun irradiated the little world, ad
cast all the magic of light and shade
over a landscape of must bewitching
splendour. A creation, bright as a
poet could imagine glowed before
me; but a wave of the air broke the
spell of its transitory, but beautilui
existance, and it was gone. It was
like a dream ofiove. If there ever
is one happy being in creation, if is
the lover in the luxury ofhis vision
ary aspirations—if there is a singi
blissful moment, like a star sparkling
in the shadowy firmament of life, it l
is that which discovers a long nour
ished affection to be mutual.
The Moon, as she rides on through
her infinity of space, has not a great
er effect upon the ocean-tide, than
has the passion ofiove upon the
tide of human thought—now per
mitting it to settle down into a state
of temporary tranquility—again bid
ding it heave and sweeli, by ths ma
gic of its viewless power. Without
it, what would be the world? Asa
creation without light; yet possessing
it, as we do, how does it discompose
the soberest plans of'reason? How
do the loftiest bulwarks of stern pni
losophy bow down and disappear
before the fragrance of its breath?
It is the poetry of thought, when
reason slumbers on he; stately throne
or in
It is scarcely to be defined, for it
-ecr/is in a perpetual halo of soft
light, which dazzles while it fascin
ates the mind's eye. It is to the
spirit what sunshine is to the flower
—luring the fragrance from its bo
som; and bringing out all the ener
gies of its young nature, or as the
liand of oeauty to the slumbering
lute pasting over the silent chords,
nil ‘it doth discourse most eloquent
nusic.”
I nad a young friend, just rising
ato manhi'od —fiery and unsettled
the warnor steed in battle, hi
reer was uHguided by prudence m
nil—hi ft •*..«■ r..i.r.-v flow
pints ®<ido h‘ m always agreeablo—
[Vol. 11. No. 9. —Whole No. LXI.
he was full of sense and frolic. He
could bring a tear into your eye, be
fore the smile had left your lip—he
was all hope and happiness.
Suddenly he stood before me sn
altered being—bis eye had grown
melancholy and full of meditation.—
Its moisture was often succeeded by
i a flash; and its fire again extinguished
in the trembling tear. He shunned
the rude clamour of the bustling
world, and would steal aw ay into some
sosolitatv recess, &in the still shade
of the forest pooder on the sweet
ness ofhis own sorrow. His mind
became almost n world of itself, and
thousands ol’visions rose obedient,
at the call of creative thought; his
soui, lifted high on fancy’s wiug,
would explore, in its wild and beau
tiiul career, the fathomless regions
of imagination, through all the varie
ty of its magnificent domain. He
loved—deeply, devotedly. It wa3
more than love; it was adoration.—
The object of his passion was all
that woman could be. There is no
object in all creation, half so splen
did as such a being—the charms
that are diffused through the whole
universe seemed gathered together
in her.
When the sun is going down in
the west, he leaves behind him a
track of bright light, but it is insipid
w hen compared to the light of her
eye. The fragrance of the rose was
not so delicious as the warmth of her
breath—music could wake no mel
ody like the thrilling tones of her
voice. Her motion was more grace
<u! than the heave of the sea oi the
change of the cloud, and the magic
ci mind, gleaming through all her
words, and looks, and actions, shed
around her a charm more grateful
than Arabian incense.
No wonder my hero bowed d'uvn
before her; no wonder that the sound
oflier voice was always in his ear,
that her image was before him in his
daily occupations, and bore a part in
the mysterious changes ofhis dream
There was not affectation in ber na
ture. and she confessed she loved
him—they seemed created lor each
other—and who would have believed
that fate—but I am digressing.
There is something very melan
choly in the reflection that any wo
man can die; but to him that she
should perish, was the very agony
of despair. He had left her tor a
few - days, intending when he return
ed to have asked her hand. On the
morning ofhis return, he sprang into
the stage-coach, in a most delicious
reverie. lie held no discourse with
his fellow passengers, but wrapped
himself up in a rich dream of anti
cipation. His heart was full of hap
piness. He thought himseif, as he
entered his house, too happy for a
mortal man He was preparing to
pay her the first visit, and dwelling
in his mind on her pleasing welcome
when her brother camelo see him—
tie did not observe any thing pecu
liar about him at first, and not till the
warm, affectionate shake of the hand
was over, did he notice that hts eyes
were filled with tears: and a dismale,
gioomy, black crape hung from his
hat lie started, and in a hollow
voice, that had a desolate dreari
ness in every tone, he said.
“Elizabeth is dead!"
At first he was not comprehend
ed. A vacant horrid laugh, that
echoed strangely through the still
room, was his only answer —then he
repeated the words, and the features
of my friend became pale and mo
tionless as marble —then he sat down
in a chair and covered his face with
his hands, but not a word—not a
breath broke the silence. There
was something alarming in his calm
ness; it seemed like the silence of
the heavy black could just before it
launches is destructive lightning
from its bosom. He beckoned, and
wished to be alone. He was left in
solitude. I would not profane the
subject by any attempt at describing
his feelings. There was a dark hor
rible confusion in his mind, like some
accursed dream glaring round him
ar.d the night rolled away its long
hours of sleepless agony.
The next day was the funeral; and
when the sun rose id his same glory,
and all the ‘p om P ar, d circumstance’
of the day began to beam upon the
face of nature, and the merry voice
of men sometimes came upon the
breeze, and the carts rattled rudely
along, and all around was business
and adventure, unaffected by the
great event that had come like an
ocean of scorching fire upon the
paradise of his heart —he recollect
ed, and he said, ‘to-day is her lutieral
—her funeral?’ His benumod mind
dwelt upon the words, hot there
was something undefined, and al
most incomprehensible in them.
She was lo be buried at five in the
iternoon. The clock struck four
—he put on his bat and went stead
.ly to her bouse. Ho thought twen
ty luces be huaid Ucrswc;tiy toned
[OR 64 IF NOT PAID IN SIX MONTHS.
voice, as be passed along. He turn
ed his bead once or twice to see if
she was not at his shoulder, but
there was nothing, and he walked
on. He saw the house, and hie eye
sought every window—but Eliza
beth was not there. He rang the
boll—the servant came, weeping—
he looked at him and walked ©ti
ne passed into the parlour—the,
chair which she had occupied, when
he was there before, was standing in
• he very same place—and there was
ner piano—he almost thought ho
hoard music—he listened; a sob from
the next room came like ice wpou
his heart, and he sat down. Her
mother came into the room—her
fice was serene in grief, but the first
burst was over, aid sbo was com
paratively calm. She asked him if
he would look at the corpse. Ho
knew she*was dead, but the blunt
question shook every nerve in bis
frame'and seemed to breathe death
upon his soul. He arose and fol
lowed the bereaved mother.
There was the air of death in tlte
apartment, and a varnished coffin
was on the table, a white cloth
spread carefully at the bead ; ft few
friends sat and wept in silence, mat
ing on the beauties and virtues of the
being they were about to consign to
the cold earth. He walked up to
the table, and stood ns stilt, and pale,
and motionless as the form that lay
stretched before him. He would
have torn away the veil that covered
that face, but he could not —he felt
that he might as well have attempt
ed tu heave a mountain from its
rocky base. The mother saw—she
felt—a mother can feel—and sho
silently uncovered that beautiful
countenance. If broke upon him in
all its loveliness. There was the
same white forehead—the sleeping
eye—the cheek that be had kissed
so fondly—the sweet sounds—he
gazed at her corpscwith intenity of
thought. Her living image was be
fore him —he saw her smiling-—ha
beheld her in the graeefal motion—
now her figure passed before him,
beautiful in the mazy dance—and
now he gazed into his full black eyes
and read unutterable things. He
had a ring on his finger, a present
from her—he tried to speak—-he
looked at the ring, and then at her
—agony swelled his heart ; he gave
one long gaze—and looked no mere.
* * #
He knew not how, bat he stood
by her grave ; and they were hear
ing the coffin towards the dark nar
row pit | a heap of fresh earth was
piled on its side. Someone said,
‘WhAre are the cords ?’ He heard
the a i aver, here they are;’ and then
the coffin was gradually let down in
to the bottom of the grave—it *at
firmly on the ground, and he heard
a voice say, ‘there, that is right—
draw up the rope.’ Then there was
the sound, as if the orders were obey
ed. . in the act of doing it, a few
grains of sand and pebble dropped
upon the coffin....then all was still
.. .then a handful of sort,damp, heavo
clay was shoVßl'ed down. Oh, ihat
sound ! that solemn, dreary sound
of utter desofwtion! It broke the
horrid spell that Aept his voice silent
urid his eye dry.,.. His lip began to
quiver..-.a sob lieaved his aching
bre;«st....large tear* gushed from ha
eyes....he stretched out his hands in
an agony of weeping l —* * * *
* * * * * —and grasped an old
Quaker Gentleman’s cose in tbo
stage coach, where lie wvs sleeping
and gave occasion for Otaidiab to
observe—-
* Verily, friend, when thdv has
sufficiently amused thyself with
nose, perhaps thou wilt return it to
its rightful owner.’
The whole horrible creation ofhis
fancy passed nway like oust; brs
heart bounded within him, and be
soon took sweet revenge upon those
wicked lips that had been so cold
and still, yet so beaOtiful, in tho
darkness of his dream.
GEORGIA RESOLUTION.
SENATE OB' MASSACfIUKETTS
The C‘ mmittce on the .luiiiciarjj
to whom was referred tne Message
of His Excellency the Governor,
covering a communication from
the Executive of the State of
Geoigia, have attended to the
subject, and respectfully Report :
That the papers transmitted by
the Executive of the State of Geor
gia convey information to
latnrc of this Commonwealth that
the Lcgisvaturc of Georgia have fo
srucled their senatora in Congress
aud requested their Representatives
to promote such an alteration ol tbo
Constitution of th<‘ United States Os
will prevent the election ol the Pre
sident from devolving, in any event,
on tho House of Representatives,
jd which st the zzztc ikae will pro
[ ,erve inviolate all the rights of tbo