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, ® 8 ; v 'C’M W ' ’' WfßtSriJlQ/ Ifi® WJF TERMS,—S3 PER ANNUM. IN ADVANCE,) BLRRITT & MEACHAM, Editors.] GEORGIA STATESMAN. IS PUBLISHED EVERT MONDAY IN MILLEDGEVILLE, GA. On Wayne-Street, opposite the Eagle Hotel. BY S. MEACHAM. !Cj 3> Terms... . Three Dollars in advance, Or Four Dollars if not paid in six months. — No subscription received for less than one year, unless the money is paid in advance, nnd no paper discontinued till all arrearages on subscription and advertisements are paid. N. B.—Notice of the sales of land and ne groes, by Administrators, Executors, or Guar dians, must be published sixty days previous to the day of sale. The sale of personal property in liktf man- Tier must bn published forty days previous to the day of sale. Notice that application will be made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sell land, must be published nine months. Notice that application has been made so Letters of Administration, must also be pts- ' Ilfehed forty days. *** All letters directed to the Editors on business relating to the Office, must be post paid SB£EbiiY , s'mGx:s¥. COPIES of the above work for sale attire MILLEDGEVILLE BOOK STORE. NOTICE. ALL those having claims against the es tate of Jacob Maddux, dec. are reques ted to hand them in, in terms of the law, for settlement ; and those indebted to inakfe im mediate payment. i WESLEY CAMP, Adm. Feb. 5. 1527. 59—Gt ON Friday, the 2d. day of March next, at 10 o’clock, A. M. the subscriber will commence the sale, at Auction, of a general assortment of Dry and Fancy goods, just received from New-York, and to be sold with out the least reserve. The sale will continue from day to day, un til all arc sold. 11. COSNARD, Auct’r. of sale, CASH. * + * North-Carolina, Cape-Fear, and Newbern Bank-Notes will be received at par. Milledgeville, Feb. 26, 1827. 60—it 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 will prevent the election of the Pre sident from devolving, in any event on the House of Representative and which at the same time will pre >erve inviohte all the rights oft*?