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tBITES \•. !> NUIIBBB WUILT, 111 uvwj.f.wr w. Fr,wnßrsor%\ 'I 1 I II I I ■!■!■ 11l [I'UK Tilt SOUTHERN MUSEUM.] Tlia Ci Mr r.f Dcatii* “Thy bri-l : ! never whilst t!-is fair check Retains its light of gold. Or lives this lustrous eye undiaimed, Or this young heart unsold. IVIy hand shill feel a Monarch’s touch, And ! a Monarch's bride : My realms, the continent around, My home, the earth so wide !" Thus mused a maid of haughty speech, And never fit-rowed brow ; Whose look proclaimed the inward thought And firmly studied vow. A nd thus, while grand and floating dreams Os wealth and rich display, Kepi her enwrapped in those bright worlds Which soon would pas, away : Behold ! in that secluded bower Within whose shade she came, A youth in ardor’s springing tide, Possessed of love’s bright flame, Ushered himself beneath her feet, And opened there his heart, Confessing what hut love can own, And lovers’ tongues impart : “No wealth or fame I bring to thee, Maid of the bright blue eye; My name is not a conq'ror’s wreath As yet, uiiborn_to die ; Cut siahvart arms, unknown ta fear, A heart in wisdom hold, Whose love for thee is riches store, A world itself of gold ! “Reign thou, Cleora, in this soul, Alone uphold thy sway : Its warm affect oris will endow A wreath of fadeless bay. Time’s path is dark ; with energy And oft redoubled care, Perhaps the day’s not far when I The Monarch's crown may wear'" “Never she said in haughty tone, “I’ll he no mortal’s slave, Tis sweeter far to open hero, And fill my youthful grave. My nod shall he a million’s law, And my displeasure pain ; Mysmiio siinli he for years of toil Reward enough for gain. “Then hark thee ! trouble never more One thy superior born, Nor think thv love’s ambitious hopes Will e’er return unshorn. I’ll never marry thee, thy name Shall never me deride : For I was destined to a crown, I'll he a Monarch’s bride !” “Alas ! vain beauty I mystic dreams Like thine, a vapor prove, For wealth and fortune never licit - The purity of love. Another’s hand will press thy brow, It cannot be more true, Another’s heart must cull thee won : Rut I must cease—adieu !” Years rolled along in sombre trace, And autumn’s sun had set, And on the horizon afar Its glorious lints stood yet. The flowers of spring had faded long, The lily lived no more, And nature, drooping with fatigue, A sullen aspect wore. Still one remained, in by-gone days Cleora, young and fair, Rut now well stamped by lengthened lime: Her hopes and looks were bale ! The rose had left with dying spring Which bloomed upon her wlieek, And all the lustre of her eyes Was now hut vision weak. She stood, a remnant of the gay, The belle of other days ; O e who had listened oft and long To hear the flatterer’s praise; One who had looked, in ages gone, For wealth mid fortune’s bow, lint white and ghastly with the print Os fading beauty—now. At last he came, the Monarch came, ’Twas winter's cheerless hour: “I claim thee for my waiting bride, I II shew thee all my power. Kings and com tiers bow them down, And empires do 1 sway ; The world doth own me conqueror, I lead in honor’s way. “I’ll take thee to iny palace halls, Where thine own worth shall reign, And every wish shall prove success, And naught desire in vain.’’ So took he in ! is chilly arms Ch ora, once the fair, And bore her through the thick, cold storm, The diadem to wear. And soon lie halted, then around Her lifeless figiire threw llis frozen cloak, then laid her down Within a mansion new— Whose walls with pallid white were strewn Around on every hand— Then kissed ho fondly her cold cheek, And loosed his grappling hand. He turned away, the heavy sods Fell lunib'ring on her form, And now Clcora's visage fell Nor wind, nor cold, nor storm. The trees stood nodding round her grave, And each in moanings tried To give its anguish vent, and said : * Alas ! thou art Death's bride !” • W. P. 11. "These lines were suggested by reading an ar ticle in a recent number of the “Southern Lite rary Gazette,” written by Mrs. Heinz, entith and x‘Tlie Victor Monarch's Bible LOST ARTS. nr WESDEI.L PHILLIPS. “Ours is an extraordinary age.” Our age, its wonders and improvemen - -, are the standing theme. They arc like tin- man whom Coleridge mentions as taking oil his lint with respect v»lien speakiogto himself. The age vaunts much of its achievements in science mid literature, and yet in these very boasts has been outdone ages since, by nations passed away. Every new de velopment of science, and every new research throwing light upon the arts of the ancients, prove them to have been in possession of many now entirely lost, ami that they piif»ruied won ders which h i: not only do not equal, but cannot even perceive how they were performed. Even on the hitherto aceoun ed new world, like Ro binson Crusoe on his isiund, we have discover ed in the ruins of Central America, the foot-prints of a nation long sunk in oblivion. These traces show that they too, like the people of the East, were in possession of arts now lost. These arts can he considered under four divisions, to wit, (class, Colors, Metals, and then miscellaneous articles and facts. 1. Glass. — This was for a long time believed to he a modern invention. Within fifty years four quarto volumes were written in Italy, to prove, in opposition to the assertion of l’iiny, that the article was unknown to the ancients, and on the very day that these volumes were published, a warehouse was opened in Pompeii, tilled with cut, wrought, pres.-cd and Mu. ned glass, far more beautiful and perfect than are now manufactured. There is glass f.imd too among the ruins ofSouth America. In the Museum of Florence, I have seen a piece of glass, which was long supposed to he a gem, an inch square by a quarter of an inch thick, on which was re presented birds which could he seen equally well oil both sides, arid their plumage so perfect that the microscope shows in it no fault or want of finish ; mid though it is apparently a mosaic, it is impossible to detect where or how it is put to gether. The art of in; iking them so is not known and we cannot even imagine how it could lie done Pliny tells of a drinking glass which could he folded so as to occupy a smail space, and which was destroyed, and its coiistrueiion kept a secret by its inventor, because his mon arch would not oH'ei him what lie considered a sufficient sum lor the invention. The moderns, with all their arts, cannot equal the beautiful stained glass of the middle ages, inferior as this was to that of Egypt. 2. Colors —ln these the ancients certain'} - far surpassed the moderns. Sir Humphrey Davy made many efforts to analyze the celebrated Tyrian purple of the Mast, hut these efforts w ere without success. lie declared he could not dis cover of what it was composed. The Naples yellow, too, though less know n, was much Used, and the art of making it is now entirely g. no. The Tyrian purple is the color of many houses of Pompeii, and they look as fresh as if jus: painted. The colors of Titian are as vivid and iianiitiful ns when first laid on bv theartist,while those ofSir Joshua Reynolds already look chalky and dead. And Sir Joshua himself confessed, after inakiii!) it a study of his life, that lie had never been able to discover how Raphael and the other great artists had been able to preserve the brightness and beauty of llieir paintings. Hut if wc marvel at these artists three centuries back, what shall we say to those paintings found in the tombs of Kg' pt, more than two thousand years old, and yet kept fresh and bright, though buried for that time beneath the ground in the damp, dark envesof the East ? The very wife of Solomon is found here, just us she was painted on the eve of her departure from her father’s home to share the throne ofjudeu, and not only is color of Iter garments preserved, hut the bloom is on her cheeks and lips, and the lustre in her eyeas it was then. There are paintings, too, as far hack as the time of Moses ; a portrait suppos ed to he Niro, the king who drove the Israelites into the I veil Sen ; and even t lie colors of this aie perfectly preserved. 3. Metals. —Of the use of these the Scriptures make very early mention, in the day s nl'Moses gold is spoken of as put and sometimes kept in n liquid state, while it is bey ond our power to re duce it to a pow der. The corner stones of the Pyramids are so sharp as to break the skin of the hand when passed over them, and so hard as to resist the sharpest steel. The French found great difficulty in carving two lines upon the obelisk now in I,a Place Concorde; vet the an cients have covered all the facades w ith figures. According to history, they had an art, now lost, of making copper, (one oftlic softest of metais,) harder than steel, and it was out of this-that they made their tools. The famous Delhi blades, as it was well known, are unrivalled. They w ould cut ofT the heads of a row of hob-nails, placed one after another, without dulling their edge; and yet so pliable that the point could he made to touch the handle. Then the warrior, too, im patient to wait for his sword to he cooled in the usual way, snatched it red hot, and waving it iti the air, thus gave it its temper. They tried in Paris lately thus to temper steel, hut w ithout success. Scott gives a description of the sword of Richard, which cut down steel with the same facility. The cannons oftlic. British in India, it is well known, toon become honey-combed by dampness of the dew, so us to he totally useless in war. The linesof Byron oil the rust upon the steel oft lie warrior, are according to truth, though that warrior had lain hut one night be neath the open sky. Necessity has been to the East Indian the mother of invention He will take the cast otl'hoop of an English cask, anil make a sword of it equal to the best Parisian blade. The pliability of the steel of the ancients was wonderful, hut that of their bronze was mor so. 4. Gems of the Ancients, their Cameos, S,c. — The imitation ofgems is truly wonderful. An instance is cited ofa vase preserved in a church at Genoa, believed since the middle ages to hi pure emerald ; declared by the priests to have been presented by the Queen of Shelia to Solo mon, and to have been the very vase from which Christ drank at the wedding in Gallilee ; held in such veneration that all were forbidden to touch it on penalty of dentil. He mentioned one who had just escaped tins penalty for try ing to touch it with a diamond. Coming near to it as lie did, iie thought he perceived bubbles in it, which proved it to have been glass. This vase in tile time of Buonaparte, was removed from the church in Genoa to the museum in Paris, and there was subject to an examination which proved it to he a false gent. It has since boon returned to its place ; hut still it is by the priests declared to he an emerald, and the vase presented to Solomon, and used by our Saviour. Tho full beauty and perfection of many gems in the museum of Italy , can only he seen by the aid of the glass, and one is therefore handed to the traveler at the door. So that it seems the ancients must have known and used the micros cope, else how could they have done wixk which cannot he seen without its aid ? There is evidence too, of their use of the tel eseopc ; they are said to have seen ships at a great distance by the aid of an instrument, and without such aid it is impossible to conceive how the astronomers of Babylon could have gained their extensive knowledge of the stars The stories of Herodotus have been deemed so incredible that he has been staled the father lies, in contradistinction to the father of histo ry. Yet science has discovered many of these stories to he not only possible, hut. probable. For instance, the story of Archimedes having set fire by means ofa glass to the enemy’s fleet, laving at a great distance, has not only been proved by actual experiment probable, but that the result must have followed from the observ ance of the conditions stated. Science and re search may hereafter prove all his seeming lies to be indeed truths. The Marquis of Worcester had a discovery in his mind which lie could not carry out, but would sometime, lie declared, be brought into use, and by which a tea-kettle of water might he made to blow up an enemy’s fort. When the steam engine was really dis covered, this assertion, then deemed so absurd, was considered prophecy. Even so may the progress of science prove the assertions of Hero dotus true. There was also a liquid firo which could be thrown into the enemy's ships at a dis tance to destroy them. This was used by the Norwegian pirates as late as 1400, hut the art of making it is now unknown. The Mechanical . Iris —The French consider ed it so great a feat to place the Obelisk, which was one solid piece of stone, oil hoard a vessel, and then convey it from thence to L:i Place Concorde ; to raise it from a horizontal to a perpendicular position ; that they deemed it worth recording on its base, with representations of the machines hv which it was done. And yet this obelisk had been drawn from quarries, and thus raised, ages before, and by mechanics now unknown. It is well known that in the tombs of Egypt were representations oftlic various arts then practiced. A distinguished decipherer of the hieroglyphics lliinks lie finds there the re presentations of the live mechanic powers, the lever, iVc. Even new patterns of dress, and nev patterns for shawls, are taken from those tombs. Their cloth, too, cotton anil linen, and even niusliu-de-hiiue, were found there of su perior quality. Most of the mummy cloth was indeed coarse, hut some has been found of great fineness, oven five hundred threads to a square inch. The porcelain oftlic Egyptians was very rich and beautiful ; and here we have evidence of commerce in vciy early limes. There is found in Egypt much of the China poicelain, so that there must have been commetce between those two distant nations. Canals, a boasted modern invention, \\as made and used by the very ancients, if not for travelling, at least Mo convey merchandise and burdens. Descriptions of ,i canal across the \ alley of Goshen arc spoken of by the French and English engineers, which lias been filled up with sand ; and again, in modern times in a great overflow of the river, has been filled with water. There is another, occupying part oftlic space between the Thebes and its quarters, over the rest of the space is a road, answering in a great measure to our rail roads, being evidently leveled hv art .and paved with immense blocks of store. These are not nil the details prepared, but sufficient fur illus tration. Are we then superior in nothing to the ancient nations? Yes; and principally in this—that learning is not buried in the tombs, nor hidden in the erupts of churches. It does not now live apart from the world in the sacred cloister, or behind the coif of the monks ; nor is it kept for kings and princes; hut it goes forth among liie people and works for them and receives from them in return ; it “easts its bread upon the wa ters ami alter many day sit returns again.” The art once employed upon the pyramids is now making habitable the hanks of the Mississippi, and all the great Western rivers, and rendering their inhabitants prosperous and happy. Where too, among the ancients .-diall wc find hospitals ? \\ here do we find men associated for the relief of llieir fellow men ? In this thing we are su perior, hut not in arts and sciences. And yet to icad to these modern results hut one step was necessary ; and for centuries the World was, as it were, on the point of making the step. The step was taken ; Printing was and scovcred—and it has revolutionized the world. MACON, G A . SATURDAY MORNING, DEC. 9, 1848. QjpMcssrs J. P. Robinson', .-iiid J K. llar .ll on, are authorized to receive subscriptions for the Southern Museum, in any of the South- Western Counties of Georgia. QU YV’e forward the present number of the Southern Museum to several of our friends, with a view of obtaining for it their support. We disclaim, however, any desire of forcing the paper upon any , thcrefoie, whilst we shall he thankful for any patronage which may he extend ed to us, we m spcetfully request those who are unwilling to aid us in the enterprise, to notify us oftlic fact by returning the paper to tliis office; otherwise llieir names will ho entered upon our subscription list. Our Fourth Page. — Wc must apologize to our readers to-day, for the transfer ol the lead ing articles of tho first number to tliis page. It is our intention, in so doing, to make up the de fieii'iicv in the first issue, us our subscription is! has increased to such an extent, since that time, as to exceed tho publication on Saturday, and consequently, many subscribers have been deprivi and of the first number. We hope our readers will hear with this repetition. T»> tese SSeadicig - S’lili-tc. It is an old and hackneyed custom, in the eon. duet of newspapers of every grade, forthe edi tor toappear before his readers in the first issue, in order to make a salutatory address. For the very reason, that this is the usual mode »fcom mencing the first volume ofa paper, we beg leave to differ from this common course, and therefore will content ourselves with a very few remarks as to what the readers of I lie Southern Museum may expect the sheet not to be; leav ing what it iciU be, a matter open for considora. tion in the progress of its publication. We know full well, that it is far preferable tocxcced one’s promises than to fall below them ; and as wc shall promise little, we hope to make the paper worth a great deal; wheiens, should wc promise a slieckunparalleled, and fail to comply with the obligation, we should do violence to our own feelings, and justly merit the displeasure of our friends. The Museum shall never become a source of scurrilous abuse, ni the medium of party invec tive ; nor shall it, in the presentation of politi cal events, express any biassed opinions, hut, aiming at hare facts, wc shall present them with out comment, leaving those interested to form llieir opinions for or against as the case may he. Personal satire shall he avoided ; and while a vituperative sectional feeling shall not obtain with us, onr columns will ho purely Southern) devoted, ns they should he, to the maintenance of Southern rights. The interests of the Farmer shall not he neglected ; nor shall the man of business return profitless from the perusal of its colnmns. In short, in claiming the patronage of all, we hope to benefit all, so far as we can, by usiug our best exertions to render our paper in structive,beneficial and aniusingto the different classes of the community Literature and Criticism. The question is often asked, Why are the people of the South so negligent in the cultiva tion of Literature ? and yet, although the an swer has been claimed by a great many writers, ofall classes, the mass of the people have yet to be enlightened upon the subject—an effectual remedy lias yet to be applied to the acknowl edged evil. The question, “Who reads an American hook is, we believe, far less appli cable to the interest manifested in our publica tions in England, than the ore, Who reads a newspaper? among the inhabitants of the “sun ny (South.” This is the great foundation of the evil which hashing fettered the mental energies of our citizens, and forced them, in point of-in tellectual commerce at least, to how the knee of obeisance to the more liberal and independent spirits of the North. It is our intention here, so far as our limits may permit, to enter into a calm and truthful exposition of the reasons which we assign for this lamentable ignorance of nearly all classes of Southern society, and in so doing, we deprecate all intention of cast ing a reproach upon the land of our birth. We presume it to he an incontestable point that the vehicle, or rather the distributive pow er, by which Literature is given to the world, lis the press. This assumption being true, we then class the products of this great power in their legitimate spheres, as hooks, newspapers and pamphlets. The first, being naturally more difficult to procure, are proportionality less common among us. It is true, we find the novel, the romance, the essay, and the book of poetic gems gracing the centre tables of our parlors, and standing out in hold relief upon the shelves of our libra ries; still, it is nevertheless the case that the dust is often suffered to accumulate upon the lid* of books worthy our perusal, while those of a light, trifling, and unprofitable character arc the constant comp .anions of our leisure hours. The press of the United States is daily teeming with volumes of execrable stuff, bred in the foul im aginations of fantastical idealists, who have seized upon the frailty of nature, and appropri ated to their sustenance the proceeds of minis tering to the depraved appetites of man. And, at the same time that they cloak their narrow minded and selfish ends under the ostensible virtuo of guarding others from the vices and in discretions of their heroes and heroines, the\ very gravely and impertinently pen a tribute to morality—jdanting a feeble spark of virtue in the mind of the reader, to he extinguished hv the irresistible torrent of destructive and poison ous examples embodied in their productions.— And why is it that there are so many of these au thors eztant ? the reply is an easy one : it is the taste of the people which makes the author, and • hey who live by mental labor are driven from the field of pure aud genuine Literature, hv the want of patronage, and the consequence is, they must either give up their vocation, or accommo date their writings to theprevailing channel of corruption. If a work of fiction appears,’it must be filled with the relation oftlic wonderful adventures of some modern Blue Beard, or chronicle the win ning graces and irresistible charms ofa beautiful courtezan, whose aristocratic birth and associa tion prevent her mingling with the common herd, to which companionship her remarkable experiments in love and “affairs of the heart” so justly entitle her. This work, hearing an inge nuous title and hyp critical face, escapes the notice oftlic parent, and passes into the hands of the young person, (by whom works of fiction are indfetappreciated,) to he conned at the hour of midnight, when the mind has and desires no restraint from counteracting influences, hut sips in silence, and with growing u\ idity, the draught of n fearful and boundless poison. Thus it is that these base pretenders for Literary honors encourage a taste they should condemn, and foster an e\ ii they should endeavor to extinguish; while the minds of reading persons, strengthened by this ready acquiescence to llieir will, be come fortified in an enthusiastic and \igorous at tack upon the. better principles of our nature.— In the majority of instances, these worthless and baleful volumes are the visitors of tiic parlor, and the objects upon which the the young and the gay, the romantic and the impure, engross their idle moments. Rooks of history are mere chronological ficts, to he appealed to in proving, in learned arguments by the lovers of novels, the date of some incident, portrayed by a late publication of an European re-print. Metaphys ical works, in the common parlance oftlic dav, are for the old and the dying, as grave subjects are only lit ffir the hour of approaching dissolu tion. Poetical writings arc merely bought for the purpose ofaffording a change ofeonversation, and to embellish the collections ol the library Thus, the hooks we read are few of them wor thy our attention, and canno. he said to consti tute a partoftruc Literature. Now let us exam ine the newspaper press. ’ Our newspapers are, almost without excep tion, identified with one or tho other of the political parties now distracting the country; and, as they are every year engaged in a political canvass, in National or State, elections, pictu ring forth the claims of some aspirant to civil power, or declaiming against an opposing influ ence; and as, in the heat of an exciting politi cal campaign it is unreasonable to suppose tha 1 tin: milder and mere refined interests of Litera ture can he advanced, it is useless to look to the partizan press for the advocacy of those princi ples which so deeply concern the man of letters. This being the case, then, we are forced to draw this conclusion : that neither the hooks read by the people, nor the productions of the partizan press arc at all calculated to promote the cause of genuine Literature—for the former adap tiiemselves to a corrupted taste, and the latter aim at the elevation of an entirely foreign and irrelevant interest. What then, it behooves us to enquire, can create -a pure and exalted Lite rary taste among us ? Why, let the distinctive parties support their respective advocates; let the light and trifling support the fountain-head of profitless and impure fiction: but let those who desire to see the mental products of the South worthy of our talent and the age, rally around the Literary periodicals and newspapers now in progress in this section of the Union give them the aid of a generous purse; cheer them with the marks of their esteem and appro bation ; assist them with the endeavors of their own minds—and then we shall sen, as these or gans increase in interest and patronage, the flood tide of false Literature ebbing, and the pen as" sttming its high prerogative in the progression of the mental abilities, and in the exaltation of hu man reason and human happiness. But are these the only harriers to the progress of Literature ? Would that they were! Bdt alas ! we have among us the descendant of ait ancient and esteemed patron of letters, disfig ured by the hand of crime, and apostatized from the devotion of its ancestor. We refer to that detestable system of monopolizing thought, known in modern times by the unmerited name of Criticism. Every man is, according to the false theory of the present day, horn a critic, and, as a free, sovereign citizen, it is his right to exercise this function upon all occasions. He who dares to deny this privilege is cried down as an anti-republican—an enemy to free institu tions! Shakspearc is to be tested in the cruci ble of some ambitious wight, whose shallowness ofintellect debars him from the comprehension of the beauties and the profoundness of that sub lime author. He whose mind is incapable of creating a reputation, hopes to gain notoriety by cavilling about the defects of popular w riters; and, guided by no other desire than an envious and sordid self-aggrandizement, lie uses every means in his power to crush the buddings oftlic inflint mind, by pointing out the faults of its pro ductions to the public gaze ; leaving the occa sional beauties to he discovered by some more lenient eye. Were there but one case on record to appear in condemnation of these hypocritical blockheads, that would he alone suflicient to east eternal infamy upon such Literary stock jobbers. Who does not recognise, in tho death of the young, hut lamented Keats, a crime al most unparalleled in the history of the deprav ity of the human heart ? As soon us his first poetical productions appeared, he was attacked w ith all the fierceness and rapacity of such wild brutes, arid received the whole calibre of their scurrility and abuse, because some of his friends chanced to belong to an opposing party faction! And thus tho splendor of an intellectual star was eclipsed ere its light had reached the me ridian of life, nndayoung, transcendant genius was buried, at twenty-four years of age, by the hands of a debased, vile crew ofignoble critics i The history of this transaction is hut the public transcript of a thousand, which remain in the shades of oblivion. It cannot ho expected that the mind can arrive at perfection without the practical exercise of its qualities; nor should the effusions of youth furnish a criterion for the advancement of age. The crude thought may he shapen into beautiful symmetry and grace, if ih(! artizan he encouraged and rewarded for his labor. It is not the office of the critic to separate the beautiful f.om the unseemly, hut to guard the minds of the people from impure and vicious writings. This done, his duty is performed ; lie owes none other to the Literary world. Rut how often do we see instances of inal-pirt ticu in the strictures of these men ! Away wilhsucli criticism ! Let the critic guard our Literature from corruption, and leave the merits and de merits of an author to he decided by the reading public. The opinion of one man, prompted, it may he, by selfish and unworthy motives, should not he taken as infallible truth, without a careful and unprejudiced examination of the premises. Lot this class of Literary aspirants, then, abandon the idea of burning themselves into notice upon the merits of others; cultivate their own minds; encourage every worthy at tempt to excel—and the cloud which now over hangs the Literary sky will v .nisli, and innu merable and brilliant stars, of '.he first magni tude, will deck ils spacious firmament. E ui' cat in*. —l. cl aM rcmctnber that every bov and girl in (lie country should liave tbeir beads, their iiearls, and their hands educated. By the proper education of the head, they will be taught what is good, and what is evil—what is wise and what is foolish—what is right and what is w rung. By a proper education of the heart, they will be taught to love w hat is good, wise and right, and to hate what is evil, foolish,and wrong; and by a proper education of the hands, they w ill he enabled to supply their wants, to add to thei r comforts, and to assist tiifise around them. The highest objects of a good education are to rever ence and obey God, and to love and serve man kind; every tiling that helps us in attaining these objects is of grunt value, and everything that binders us is comparatively worthless. When wisdom reigns in the head and love in the heart, the bead is ever ready to do good; order and peace smile around, and sin and sor row are almost unknown. Making Sugar in Georgia. —We under stand that Col. G I’. llahrison, of Chatham County, has made a very satisfactory experi ment in boiling the juice of the Sugar-cane, in to a good article of syrup and sugar. This en terprise is worthy the attention of our fanning friends, and wo hope soon to see our markets supplied with these articles, of home manufac ture. They will furnish remunerating prices in lieu ot 5 cents per pound for Cotton. How long before we shall be enabled to chronicle another essential mean of developing the varied resour ces of our State ? [PT’ltis probable the lighting of Savannah river, prov ided for by the late acts of Congress, will be completed during the present month. Locomotive Steed. —The Lowell Courier says that u new engine, having driving wheels of six and a half feet in diameter, capable of running a mile a minute, has been recently built for the Boston and Lowell Railroad. O’ Seven hundred and three persons have died in N. Orleans, of Yellow Fever, the past summer. Very few of them are Americans. O’The cotton crop of the United States last year, was worth $65,000,000. ITT Dr. Cotton is exhibiting an electrified track, in Newark, New Jersey, upon which an engine and ear arc driven with great rapidity. Soutli Western Kail Rond. It gives us much pleasure to learn, from an authentic source, that the work upon this im portant Road is rapidly progressing. Thirty five miles are under contract, and the grading is nearly half done far that distance. The su perstructure is also contracted for, upon twen ty-five miles, and, it is estimated, that this portion of the Road will tic completed in about 12 months. It is the expectation of the Compa ny, very soon, to let out another part of the Rond to a suitable depot on the western side of I lint River. The public may reasonably ex pect the cars to run to this station in 18 months. V\ lien the Road is completed time far, it will bring a large amount of Cotton to Macon and Savannah, which has hitherto been sent to tlie Gulf ports, and, at that early day, the Stock, holders and the people will begin to realize the fruits of the enterprise. Much has been said about this work; many have been the advan tages predicted to flow from it; and now we look with anxiety to the tine, when the last remnant of opposition to it will he broken down by the practical triumph and success of the ex periment. This we are firmly convinced will be done, and it is our opinion, that ifthere lias been any miss-statement in regard to the bene fits likely to follow ift completion, it lias been in under-rating them. The Road will pene trate the heart of the richest cotton-growing country in the South, the products of which have never, to any extent, been brought to this market or that of the seaboard, but have found their way, by a slow and uncertain medium, to less profitable niarts upon the Gulf. An ex tended patronage from the farming population, consequent upon the shipment here of their sta ple products, will enable our merchants to of fer inducements to them, which tho preseut limits of trade will not permit. The “Maffitt Coxi koveksv.’’ —Rev. J. N. Maffitt, a Methodist Minister, and an au thor of great celebrity, at the North, is the sub ject ofa considerable discussion in some of the Northern newspapers at the present time It appears, as lur as we have been able to under stand the matter, that Mr. Maffitt, who is an elderly gentleman, married, some three or four years ago, a young lady of sixteen or seventeen years of age. Before the marriage, as he says in a letter to Mrs. M , dated August, 1847, du ring a temporary separation from her, he made an exposition of his sufferings, &e., upon his knees, and warnd her again and again, of the tremendous responsibility” she was “about to take upon” herself, in becoming his wife, and also, what lie would require of her in that capacity. This, however, lie had no idea of doing, until,he was informed, by “certain per sons, ’ that li she lotnl him distracted!j,” and thee, ofeotuse, he felt a “correspondentinter est in heron that account.” Having indulged in these preliminaries, the letter goes on to re proach her lor misconduct, in going “out alone, without her mother or some person older than herself, ’ and neglecting to learn to play, du ring his absence, “at least one tune upon the piano,” and, instead of working with her nee dle, ns she had promised him before their en gagement, for ripping and tiuring abovt, and lor being lazy , prudish, indolent and impudent, conducting herself with the greatest impropri ety towards himself and her relations. At tho close of tliis extremely humiliating and wither ing epistle, ho lays down certain rules and com mands, a promise to comply with \\ hielt was to be the signal for their re-union. Accordingly, in her reply, Mrs. M. manifests the deepest penitence, and pledges the most utter submis sion t, his will. Subsequent to this inimitable correspondence, the parties lived together lor several months, when they again parted, and, a short time ago, Mrs. .51. died, as it is said, of a broken heart. The matter is now subject of dispute, as to who was most to blame in the affair. Upon the whole, we regard it as an un called for publication of private domestic affairs, si rid, from the present tone of the disputation, we very much doubt whether the friends of ei ther party will realize any additional estimation of their respective virtues, fn the public mind, or he enabled to fasten the wrong upon the husband or wife, atone. For the sake of the relatives of the deceased, and the respectable connection to which Mr. Mafjitt belongs, we think the matter should have been suffered to remain within the circle of those acquainted with the facts, as being unlikely to result in any good. It furnishes strong evidence against those mercenary and ill-fated marriages which take place between young women and old men. li is to he hoped that lew such cases \\iil ever he recorded in future. Let the young look well to their future happiness, and nip in the hud the unworthy plans of gold-blinded parents and friends, and the public car shall never again he saluted by a similar narrative. Turpentine. — One hundred and ten barrels of Turpentine were recently produced near Mo bile, Ala., and sold in that market for $3 per bar rel, cash Cannot this article he obtained in abundance at but a trivial cost from the inex haustible pine forests in the lower part of Geor gia? We think it can, and no doubt if it were undertaken would yield a handsome profit to those engaged in its production, besides render-* ing valuable thousands of acres of land, which now are comparatively worthless. We see the experiment has been made within a year or two past by some of the citizens of the lower coun ties, and the article was readily'disposed of at a remunerating price in the Savannah market. In these days of light and progress, it will he some lime before the supply oftl is article will exceed the demand. Soda Coffee. —It is said that the flavor of coffee may be very much improved by adding forty or fifty grains of carbonate of soda to eacli pound rs roasted coffee. In addition to improv ing the flavor, the soda makes the coffee moro wholesome, as it neutralizes the acid contained in the infusion. O’ Santa Anna’s liquor canteen, two feet long, mounted with silver, and made of Mexi» cun ox-horn, is in Philadelphia.