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SHERIFF’S SALE?”
ON the first Tuesday in March next, will
be sold in the town of Jackson. Butts
county, between the legal hours of sale, the
following prsperty, to wit
2021 Acres ofh n< j, more or less,
whereon Rob'ert Andrew now lives, known
hy Lot No. Q 6, originally 14th Dist. Monroe,
Ijow >»ults COWaly, Levied on as the property
‘of Joseph S_utcll, to satisfy a ii fa in favor of
Vvbito, against Joseph Sentell and Alex
ander Herrin, security on an appeal. Prop
erty pointed out by Alexander Herrin.
Also—one negro woman named Matilda,
nnd her child Moses, as the property of Neil
Uurguraon, to satisfy a ft fa in favor of Zach
arias White, property pointed out by the de
tbndant.
Also—one grey horse, as the property of
Yclvcnton Thaxton, to satisfy sundry Ji fas ;
due in favor of Johi> E. Bailey and others.
Property pointed out by tit* Defendant. *
Also —one grey marc, mx or seven years
old, and three promissory*n®tes, a payable to
Jonathan Harkness, one on frthFgwet Neely,
and two on George HarKness, as the property
of Jonathan
Properly pointed outJiy lift 1 defendant.
Also —one promrutssory note, payable to
Silas Check or better,four hundred dol
lars, signed by Robert Sinifri, as the property
of Silas Cheek. Property pointed out by
•Silas Cheek.
Also, acre* of land, more or i
less, whereon Starlin Kemp now lives, to
satisfy a fi fa in favor of John Bachlott, and
others, vs. Basil Lowe, rroperty pointed
out by the plantiff.
ANo- — 50 uti-cs of land, part of Lot No.
42, in the first Dist. formerly Henry, now
Butts county, north-east corner of said Lo ;
Ijcvied on as the property of Thomas House,
to satisfy sundry fi ths in IhvorofWm. Scott.
Property pointed out by the pluntiff.
ISAAC NOLEN. Sh’ff.
Jan. 27th, 1827. 56—-tils
l —ll l 111 I ".-“L! ”
The sweet and touching lines that follow
must reach every heart not callous to the
touch of Sympathy.
From the New-York Mirror.
A CASTLE IN THE AIR.
I’ll tell you, friend, what sort of wife,
Whene’er I scan this scene of life,
Inspires my waking schemes ;
And when I sleep, with form so light,
Dances before my ravish’d sight
In sweet aerial dreams.
The rose its blushes need not lend,
Nor yet the lily with them blend,
To captivate my eyes ;
Give me a cheek the heart obeys,
And, sweetly mutable, displays
Its feelings as they rise.
Features where pensive, more than gay,
(Save where a rising smile doth play,)
The sober thoughts you see ;
Eyes that all soft and tender seem,
And kind affections round them beam,
But, most of all, 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, ; 1
Must speak a breast with feeling warm,
And mind inform the whole ;
With mind her mantling cheek must glow,j
Her voice, her beaming eye, must show j
An all-inspiring soul.
1
Ah ! could I such a being find,
And were her fate to mine but joined,
By Hymen’s silken'de —
To her myself, my all, I’d give, 1
For her alone delight to live, !
For her consent lo die.
i'
Whene’er by anxious gloom oppressed, ; i
On the soft pillow of her breast I <
My aching head I’d lay ; |
At her sweet smile each care should cease, |
Her kiss inspire a balmy peace, .
And drive my griefs away. <
In turn, I’d soften all het care,
Each thought, each wish, each feeling share,
Should sickness e’er invade;
My voice should sooth each mournful sigh, ,
My hand the cordial should apply,
I’d watch beside her bed.
t
fihbuid gathering clouds our sky deform,
My arm should shield her from the storm, 1
And were its fury hurled,
My bosom to its bolts I d bare,
In her defence undaunted dare,
Defy the opposing world. < I
Together should our prayers ascend, i
Together humbly would we bend, i
To praise the Almighty’s name; ;
And when I saw her kindling eye ,
Beam upward to the native sky,
My soul would catch the fiame.
Thus nothing should our hearts divide.
But on our years serenely 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 Heaver
M. A. G.
From the Richmond Whig.
United States and (Jcorgia. — The
message of the President oi the ? nt
-Icd States on this subject, and titci
consequent proceedings in both
Houses of Congress, will till eve
ry patriotic bosom with solicitude.
It was hoped that the controversy
with Georgia, was finally at rest, but
it has presented itself itt a new 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 difficultif > i
which obscured it at a former stage. !
The last Treaty with the Creek i
I Indians, which annulled that of tin
Indian Springs, guarantee- to tho-a I
Indians a remnant ol their land-!
witbin (ho limits of Georgt;’. Tin*-j
treatv was almost unanimously sanc
tioned by the House oi lie pre- lit.;-'
I lives. In controvem ion of the treatv, 1
j become a law ol the land by passing t
(through al! the forms of ratification,!
I the Government u. Georgia has pro-;
I cccded to survey the r. served Cree k ,
I! lands. The Creeks complain; d to j
the Government, and the President ;
having ordered the arrest of the j
i persons engaged in the trespa-*. lias ,
I communicated the whole afl.iir to:
I Congress. He quotes the act uj
| 1802, requiring the President to,
I. protect the rights of Indians with:;.
I the limits of the United States, and
I concludes by declaring his detcnni
! nation to enforce n by the military.
P if it shall continue his duty and be
ll come necessary.
I The whole question then is this :
I Is the last treaty with the Creeks
I the law of the land, and as such
I bound to be respected by the State
I of Georgia, and all others, and which
I the Executive of the United States
I is bound to enforce if resisted ’
I It will be scon that the Georgia
I delegation (Messrs. Berrien and Fur-
I sythY as usual, flew off at a tangent,
I and exhibited more than their usual
I intemperance. But we presume that
I that this can and will answer no
I good end, Il Georgia has dehbe-
Hae tibi erunt artes, pacisque iinponere mnrem, narcerc subjectis et debcliare superbos.—Virgil.
Milledgeville, Monday, March 5, 1827.
l ately violated a treaty of the land.
Under whatever circumstances of
self justification, it is still incumbent
on the National Executive to enforce
it. The fury exhibited by the gen
tlemen, is a bad augury for that com
posure and impartiality which ought
to characterise the deliberations of
Congress on this momentous ques
tion. We are disposed to believe
that a discriminating public, what
ever hardship Georgia may have
suffered, —and we know of none, ex
cept that she has not possessed her
self of quite all the Indian lands—as
far as the transaction is yet develop
ed, approves the conduct of the
Executive.
From the Augnsta Chronicle.
The Baltimore Chronicle oi’ the
9ih insrt. remarks, that a letter iiad
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
of the afternoon previous to sailing,
which stated the death of the Duke
of York The Duke ol Clarence is
the next heir apparent to the British
Throne, 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 bo
getting considerably more enfeebled
every day, his decease will probably
be announced ere long, and when
such is the case, we think it by no
means improbable that the political
state of Europe, or at least of Great
Britain, will experience soi.c com
motion. 'rhe Duke oi’ Clarence is
•xtremcly unpopular with all classes
so much so that even the Start d and
Gartered imbecile, whose death v.
have noticed, though by no means
a favorite, was looked upon w>.tii
some hope, as the least of two evils.
AMERICAN FARMER.
Baltimore, Fcbuary 16, 1527.
Vv'e wish that every friend o>
this journal should understand, and
that they would have the kindness
lo make it known, to (utij one who
will procure four subscribers and re
mit their S2O, we will send the Amer
ican Farmei without charge— or any
one who will procure five subscri
bers, wil be allowed to retain $5 on
his r mining the remaining $20.-
VVe beg also to repeat, that all which
is necessary to be done by any one,
wishing to subscribe, is to enclose
a five dollar note by mail, at the risk
if the Editor of (hr. American I'.irmer,
t>a!timine— and whether the money
be received or not, the paper will be
forwarded imm«diat‘dy, and the ac
tual receipt of each number of the
volume will be guaranteed by the
Editor,
Tho American Farmer is publish
ed weekly—about one half, or four
pages, devoted to practical Agri
culture; the remainder to Internal
Improvements, Rural and Domestic
Economy; selections for housekeep
ers and female readers, and Natural
History and Rural Sports. A min
ute index, ami title-page to the w’holc
volume, is published and forwarded
with the lust number A single num
ber will be sent to any one who may
desire to sec a specimen of the pub
lication. To all editors who will give
the above one or two insertions, wc
shall feel much indebted, and will
gladly reciprocate their kindness.
I*. S. The American Farmer is
circulated through every state and
territory, nd is written tor by many
of the most distinguished practical
farmers in the Union.
What is it tnat treezes up the cur
rent oi the feelings —that strikes ihi
energies oi the soul as w th a Might
—that cripples and mutilates every
hope —that makes every prospect
dark, gloomy and < i-mal—that
makes our friends a dirt tai phalanx
of enemies and destroyers —that
makes time a burthen —eternity a
dread? What is it that converts the
stately billowing ocean —the lair lace
1 of earth, traits and (lowers—lire clear
blue skv, sun, moon, and stars—beau
ties celestial and terrestial into one
universal wilderness oi desolation’ —
i Tis the Blue 1)< vds.
1 SIR WALTERS NEW NG. CL.
The Literary Gazette, m contra
dicting the Morning Chronicle, tor
' stating that an /rfs/i subject has been
taken for this production, assures its
re aders that it is to be entirely Scot
. tis.’i. Noiv.it happens that, whili
one would be wiser than the other
> regarding the secrets " within the
veil,' both are mistaken. Iheiorlh
coming novel will be a series oi tale-,
; something like those ut "‘My Land
i lord.” The subject ot one, whicii is
(Scottish, maybe guessed at iron,
i the title • Chronicles ot the Canon
; gate —but Erin s Green Isle will al
jso afford subject matter lor a story
; with which we believe was conneci
j rd the Into visit cf the Baronet t
; Ireland
, riT£RARS'.
At a recent entertainment given
to Sir Walter Scott, the King of
England is reported to have requost
fed the worthy Baronet to write the
j Reign of George the Third ; adding
the assurance of free access to all
i the papers and documents in the
i Royal Archives. Sir Walter is said
I to have declined the honor ; stating,
at the same time, his utter inability
to do justice to the subject !
The life of Napoleon, by the au
thor ot Yvaverly, it is said, is to be •
published in English. French and I
German, at Edinburgh, London, Par- i
: is, Leipsic Berlin, and Vienna, on !
' the same day
'I he Garrick Papers are preparing
for the press. They will include an
(interesting correspondence with all
the C'.lebrated Wits, Statesmen, Ac
tors, and Authors, who, during bis
I life, were the associates of the Lr.g
--) lish Roscius.
A CURIOSITY.
The Connecticut Herald, publish
ed at New-Haven, says, “The fol
lowing is a trim copy of a letter re
ceived al this office last week,through
the hands of a post rider In mer
cy to the writer we have omitted Lis ,
name and substituted a dash.
“to gozv to the herald office
in new Haven
~March the 61 8122 !
Dear Sir
I have wread yowr ad
ver disc ment fowr a cleark and I
showld bee glad ibor the chance i
have keapt a <iri good stere in darby
six mounth i have nowe home i have
not suffishent close for any 'place but
i wowld stay longer then my time if
i Could git a plase i be long in wcod
bury i hunt now’ father to take Care
o! me, I wars but fifteen years old
the first day of march last i wish yow
would rite too me and let me now
whuthci i can come or not and if
1 come i wish you would let me now
whuther you will find me close or not
Yowrs respectfully
of wood bury
Too goo too the man that ad
ver ties’ for a clerk in. new haven’
In a village in England tho Clerk
was desired to give notice that Mr.
B. and Mr. P. ivould 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 cter
'dalfi. A. period beyond what some
of the congregation expected to
have the pleasure of listening to their
discourses.
THE DREAM OF LOVE.
By Charles Ludlow, of Richmond, Ya.
I have seen a buble blown into
its circular and indescribable beauty;
on its brilliant surface were painted
(lie most inimitable pictures of light
and lite; grateful clouds floated in
the bosom of the mimic sky; a tiny
sun irradiated the little world, and
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 oi the air broke the
spell of its transitory, but beautiful
existence, and it was gone. It was
like a drcam of love. If there ever
is one happy being in creation, it is
ihe lover in the luxury of his vision-
ary aspirations—ii’there is a single
i.iissiul moment, like a star sparkling
m tl.e shadowy firmament of life, h
is that which discovers a long nour
ished affection to be mutual.
The ’Toon, as she rides on through
tier iimmiy oi space, has nut a great
er • ff< ci upon the ocean-tide, than
has the passion of love upon the
tide of human inought—now per
mitting it to settle down into a state
of temporary tranquility —again bid
ding it h' ave and sweeli, by the ma-
of its view’e-s power. Without
u, wh it would be the world! As a
creation without light; yet possessing
it, as we co, how does it discompose
the soberest plans ci reason? Hew
du the loitiest bulwarks of stern phi
losophy bow down and disappear
hoi re the fragrance of its breath?
It is the poetry of thought, when
reason slumbers on her stately throne
or in
It is scarcely to be defined, for it
» ems m a perpetual halo of soft
tight, which dazzles while it fascin
ates the mind's eye. It is to the
.-pint what sunshine is to the flower
—luring the fragrance from its bo
=um and bringing out all tho enei
tjes ot its young nature, or <as the
nand oi beauty to the slumbering
ute passing over the silent chord-;,
<• -it doth discourse most eloquent
lUsic.’
i 1 nad a young friend, just rising
' ~T.o manhood —fiery and unsettled
: tl.e warrior steed in battle. Lit,
i reer was unguided by prudence c;
i aught. A never failing flow
| t irffs u-.1.c him always agreeable—
[Vol. 11. No. 9.— Whole No. LXI.
he v.’as full ousense and frolic. lie
I could bring a tear info your eye, be
. sere the smile had left your lip—he
I w r as all hope and happiness.
[ Suddenly he stood before mo an
i altered being-—his eye had grown
melancholy and fail of meditation. —
its moisture was often succeeded by
a Hash; and its fire again extinguished
in the trembling tear. He shunned
the rude clamour of the bustling
world, and would steal away into some
sosolitary recess, &in the still shade
of the forest ponder on the sweet
ness of his own sorrow. His mind
became almost a world of itself, and
thousands of visions rose obedient,
at the call of creative thought; his
soul, lifted high on fancy’s wing,
would explore, in its wild and beau
tiful career, the fathomless regions
of imagination, through all the varie
ty of its magnificent domain. He
loved—deeply, devotedly. It was
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 arc diffused through the whole
universe seemed gathered together
m her.
When the sun is going down in
the west, be leaves behind him a
track of bright light, but ii is insipid |
when compared to the light of her I
eye. The fragrance of the rose was
not so delicious as the warmth ol her
breath—music could nuke no mel
ody like the thrilling tones of her
\ vice. Her motion wa> more grace
ful than the heave of the sea or the
change of the cloud, and the magic
of mind, gleaming through ali her
words, and looks, and actions, shed
around her a charm mure grateful
than Arabian incense.
No wonder my hero bowed down
before her; no wonder that the sound
of her voice was always in Ins ear,
that her image was before him m his
daily occupations, and bore a part in
the mysterious changes of Lis dream.
There was riot affectation in her na
ture. and she confessed she loved
him—they seemed created for each
other—and whow’ould have believed
thaf late--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 hud left her for a
lew .lays, intending when he return
ed to have asked her hand. On the
morning of his return, he sprang Into
the stage-coach, in a most delicious
roverio. He held no discourse with
his fellow passengers, but wrapped
himself up in a rich dream of anti
cipation. His heart was full ol hap
piness. lie thought himself, as he
entered his house, too happy for a
rnortal man He was preparing to
1 pay her the first visit, and dwelling
; in his mind on her pleasing welcome
' when her brother came to see him—
jhe 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 Ins eyes
) were tilled with tears - and a di-,male,
;. gloomy, black crape hung from his
i hat lie started, and in a hollow
i voice, that had a desolate dreari
l uc: s in every tone, he said.
“Elizabeth is dead!"
At first he was not comprehend
ed. A vacant horrid laQgh, that
echoed strangely through the still
room, was his only answer—then he
repeated the words, and the feature
of my friend became pule and mo
tionle-s as marble —tnen he sat down
:u a chair and covered his face with
his hands, but not a word —nut a
breath broke the silence. There
was something alarming in his calm
ness: it seemed like the silence ot
the heavy black could just before it
launches is destructive lightning
from its bosom. lie beckoned, and
wished to be alone. He was leit in
solitude. 1 would not profane the
subject by any attempt at describing
his feeiings. There was a dark hor
rible contusion in his mind, like some
accursed dream glaring round him
and the night roiled away its long
hours of sleepless agony.
The next day was the funeral; and
when the sun rose m his same glory,
and all the ‘pomp and 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 ali around was business
<md 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 ho said,f to-day is her funeral
—her funerall’ His benumed mind
dwelt upon the words, but there
was something undefined, and al
most incomprehensible m them.
bhe was to be buried at five in the
afternoon. The clock struck four
—he put on his hat and went stead
to her house. Ho thought twen
!i v t' ,v ' r> he?* i her c ”^ T ectlv toned
[Oil $5 IF NOT PAID IN SIX MONTHS,
voice, as he passed along. He turn -
ed his head once or twice to sec if
she was not at his shoulder, but
there was nothing, and lie walked
on. lie saw the house, and his eye
sought every window—but Eliza
beth was not there. He rang the
bell—the servant came, weeping—
be looked at him and walked on—
he passed into the parlour—tho
chair which she had occupied, when
he was there before, was standing in
the very same place—and there wag
her piano—he almost thought he
heard music—he listened; a sob from
the next room came like ice upon
Itis heart, and he sat down. Her
mother came into the room—hey
face was serene in grief, but the first
burst was over, and she was com
paratively calm. She asked him if
he would look at the corpse. Ho
knciv she was dead, but the blunt
question shook every nerve in his
frame’and seemed to breathe death
upon his soul He arose and fol-'
lowed the bereaved mother.
There, was the air of death in tho
apartment, and a varnished coffin
was on the table, a white cloth
spread carefully at the bead ; a few
friends sat and wept in silence, mus
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 as still, and pale,
and motionless as the form that lay
stretched before him. Ho would
have torn away the veil that covered
that face, but he could not —he felt
that he might as well have attempt
ed to heave a mountain from its
rocky base. The mother saw —sbo
felt—a mother can feel —and she
silently uncovered that beiiUtind
countenance. It broke upon him in.
all its loveliness. There was the
same while forehead—the sleeping
eye—the cheek that ho L.ic 1 ssed
so fondly—the sweet sounds—-ho
gazed at her corpscwith m.w.ity ci.
thought. Her living image whs be
fore him—he saw u er smiling—he
beheld her in the graceful 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. lie
had a ring on his finger, a present
from her—he tried to speak —hr.
looked at the ring, and then at her
—agony swelled his heart ; he gave
one long gaze—and looked no more.
A- * *
He knew not how, but he stood
by her grave ; and they were bear
ing the coffin towards the dark nar
row pit | a heap of fresh earth was
piled on its side. Sumo one said.
‘Where are the cords He heard
the answer, here they are ami then
the coffin was gradually let down in
to the bottom of the grave —it sat
firmly on the ground, and he heard
a voice say, 'there, that is right- -
draw up the rope.’ Then there w«rs
(ho sound, as it the orders were obey
ed. . in the act of doing it, a few
grains of sand and pebble dropped
upon the cofiin....then all was still
...then u handful of soft,damp, hcavo
i clay was shovelled down. Oh, that
jsound! that solemn, dreary
[of utter desolation! It broke the
horrid spoil that kept his voice silent
and his oye dry.... * His lip began to
quiver....a sob heaved bis tic Ling
breast....large tears gushed from hi. c
eves....lie stretched out his hand' ir,
an agony of weeping— * * * '
* ■ * * —and grasped an old
X 1 ! .< Gentleman’s nose in the
stage coach, where he was sleeping
and gave occasion for Obadiah to
observe—
‘ Verily, friend, when thou h:r
sufficiently amused thv-'.if with my
nose, perhaps thou wilt return it to
i its rightful owner.
; The whole horrible creation ofhir
! fancy passed away like mist; hi l
; heart bounded within him, and he
i soon took sweet revenge upon those
1 wicked lips that had been so cob!
i and still, jet so beautiful, in the
darkness of his dream.
GEORG LI RjESOLUTJOA’
SENATE GF MASSACIIUE.ETTS.
The Committee on the Judiciary,
to whom was referred the Messag ■
of His Excellency the Governo
covering a communication fror.
the Executive of the State of
Georgia, have attended to th
subject, and respectfully Report
That the papers transmitted b;
the Executive of the State ofGeor
gia convey information to tbegLcgi?
lature of this Commonwealth th;
the Legisvature of Georgia have in
sructed their senators in Gongres’
and requested their Representative
to promote tn alteration of th<
Constitution of the United States a
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