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T!IE undersigned, true to Ins promise, again
presents to the Public more data on which
they can safely base their calculations relative
to the respective merits of the depleting system
of the disciples of Esculapius, and of that invig
orating and phlogestic one of which he is proud
to be the advocate.
Leaving the stilts of egotism and shafts of rid
icule for the use of those who have nothing bet
ter to stand on, and no other weapons for attack
or defence, he selects his standing tm truth, and
uses such support only as merit gives him ; and
for weapons, he chooses simply to assail the
ranks of the enemy occasionally with “a little
more grape,’’ in the form of facts,which are evi
dently the hardest kind of arguments since they
often administer to Ins quiet amusement by the
terrible destruction they cause among the stilts
and the ludicrous effect they produce in causing
certain individuals to laugh, as it is expressed in
homely phrase, “on t’other side the mouth.”
The Mexicans are not the only people, these
days, whom vanitj has blinded to their own de
fects ; neither can they claim much superiority
in the way of fancied eminence and blustering
bravado over many that live a great deal nearer
home. A salutary lesson has latterly been giv
en the former by the Americans, and the latter
may ere long take “ another of the same ” ala
mode da Taylor.
After the following there will still be “a few
more left.”
Georgia, Joses County,al 348.
This certifies that for more than four or five
years my wife was afflicted with a disease pecu
liar to tier sex, and notwithstanding all that we
■could do, she still continued to get worse. The
Physicians in attendance had exhausted their
skill without rendering her any assistance till,
in 1844, when she was confined to her bed in a
very low condition, I got her last attendant to go
with me to Macon and lay her case before Dr.
M. S. Thomson, who, without having seen her,
prescribed and sent her medicine that soon re
lieved her, and in the course of a short time re
stored her to permanent health. She has now
been well about four years and rejoices in the
.recovery of her long lost health
FRANCIS B. lIASCAL.
Macon. June 22d, 1848.
Ur. M. S. Thomson — Dear Sir : —Deeming it
a duty I owe to yourself as well as to the afflicted
generally, I have concluded to give you a short
statement of my case, which you are at liberty to
publish if you think that the best mode of thereby
subserving the interests of suffering humanity.
In May 1841, after considerable exposure to
cold, I was attacked with Asthma, which pros
trated me very much, and notwithstanding all
that could be done to prevent it, it continued to
return about every two weeks till in 184 G, I ap
plied to you. Between these attacks I had a very
severe cough, which led some of the physicians
to whom I applied to believe that I iiad consump
tion. I applied to physicians of both the Min
eral and Botanic schools, of eminent general
qualifications, hut all to no benefit, for I contin
ued to got worse,so much so that 1 had reduced
from being a strong, fleshy man, down to a mere
skeleton and could hardly creep about.—When
I applied to you, I had but little faith in being
cured, though I had witnessed some wonderful
results following your treatment, especially the
cure of that crazy woman you bought of Aquil
la Phelps, in Jasper, yet they gave me confi
dence and by persevering in the use of your
remedies, and as it wero hoping against hope,
'am much gratified in being able to announce
that I have got entirely well, for I have had but
one light attack in twenty months, and that was
c, ght months ago. 1 have now regained about
,n y former weight, and feel as strong as almost
man of fifty-one, which is my age. Without
disparagement to the character of the othercures
that have so frequently resulted from your prac
tice, I do not think that any of them can beat
this, for confirmed Asthma combined with a
Consumptive cough, especially where the flesh
lias wasted, has long been classed among the iu
cureablcs. Most respectfully, yours,
11. LIGHTFOOT.
I lie undersigned still continues to treat Chro
”'c c »ses from a distance at his office,or either of
c city boarding bouses, and at a distance
Hough the mail or by private hand. Those
"hoilont require personal attention, are treated
■it li .0 dollars per month, those who do, at the
Usual moderate rates. Those who nro able to
piy must expect to do so, without variation from
”.' lr terms, unless a distinct bargain is made,
lose who are not, will be treated gratuitously.
‘Cttcrs must be post-paid, and addressed
.. M. S. THOMSON, M. D.
,cb J Macon, Ga.
THE SOUTHERN MUSEUM
VOLUME I.
poetry.
THE VOICE OP Si KIXG.
BY MRS. HEUAi>*.
I come, I come ! ye have call’J me long,
I come o’er the mountains with light and song !
Ye may trace my step o’er the wakening earth,
By tiie winds which tell of the violet's birth,
By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass,
By the green leaves opening as I pass.
I have breathed on the South, and the chesnut
flowers,
By thousands, have burst from the forest-bowers>
And the ancient graves, and the fallen sanes,
Aro veil’d with wreaths on Italian plains,
—Butjt is not for me in my hour of bloom,
To speak of the ruin or the tomb !
I have pass’d o'er the bills of the stormy North,
And the larch has hung al' his tassels forth,
The fisher is out on the sauny sea,
And the rein-deer bo.unds through the pasture
free,
And the pine lias a fringe of softer green,
And the moss looks bright where my step lias
been.
I have sent through the wood-paths a gentle
sigh,
And call’d out each voice of the deep-blue sky,
From the night-bird’s lay through the starry time,
In the groves ofthe soft Hesperian clime,
To the swan’s wild note by the Iceland lakeSj
When the dark fir-bough into verdure breaks.
From the streams and founts I have loosed the
chain;
They are sweeping on to the silvery main,
They are flashing do w n from the mountain-brows
They are flinging spray on the forest-boughs,
They are bursting fresh from their sparry cavesi
And the earth resounds with thejoy of waves.
Come forth, O ye children of gladness, come !
Where the violets lie may be now your home.
Ye of the rose-cheek and dew-bright eye,
And the bounding footstep to meet me fly,
With the lyre, and the wreath, and the joyous
lay,
Coine forth to the sunshine, I may not stay !
The summer is hastening, on soft winds borne,
Ye may press the grape, ye may bind the corn ;
For me I depart to a brighter shore, —
Ye are marked by tare, ye are mine no more.
I go where the loved who have left you dwell,
And the flowers are not Death’s,—fare ye well
farewell!
. From the Hartford Courant.
Small Pox Internally.
The following case of hydrophobia has
never appeared in print. It occurred in
the private practice of Dr. Todd, the first
physician to the Retreat of the Insane, in
Hartford, Conn. :
The subject of it was a robust, hard la
boring man, by trade a mason. He had.
as he believed, been exposed to the conta
gion of small pox. Under the impression
that a spare diet would essentially miti
gate the virulence of the disease, from a
full diet, in which animal food formed a
large share, he restricted himself to one
entirely vegetable, and this in so limited
a quantity as was hardly sufficient to sus
tain life. This change in his mode of liv
ing, combined with the depressing influ.
ence of fear, from anticipation of a fatal
and loathsome disease, soon reduced his
once athletic frame, and involved him in
all the horrors of hypocondria. The time
soon arrived, when, according to his cal
culations, the small pox ought to make its
appearance; but not a pock or pimple
could he find upon him. Anew cause of
apprehension now took entire possession
of his mind, viz: that he had the disease
internally, that it was preying upon and
destroying his system. Under this im
pression he consulted a physician, who,
after listening to the history of his case,
and making a careful examination, assured
him that his apprehensions were entirely
groundless, and excited only in his imagi
nation.
This conclusion was far from being sat
isfactory to the hypocondriac. He was
not thus easily to be reasoned out of his
senses. The physician was dismissed as
one wanting in skill, to discover and un
derstand the nature of his complaint. A
second and third were called,and both con
curred in the decision of the first. But the
patient, as is common in such cases, would
sooner believe the whole fraternity at fault
than himself the subject of mental halluci
nation, rejected all medical advice, con
fined himself to his room, and resigned
himself to his fate. In the meantime his
robust form bad become attenuated almost
to skin and bones. His friends became
seriously alarmed at bus condition. The
reputation of Dr. Todd, then residing at
Farmington, although in early life, had
spread into the neighboring towns, and his
MACOM, (GA.) SATURDAY MOUSING, JUNE 30, 1810.
peculiar talent for the management of
mental diseases, which so eminently qual
ified him to take charge ofthe Retreat of
the Insane, had in numerous instances
been manifested.
A brother of the patient called on Dr.
Todd, and stated his case, and assured
him that his confidence in the faculty was
gone, and that it was without his knowl
edge that he was consulted. A plan was
soon arranged by which the doctor should
happen to pass the house of the p'atient,
and he called in as if by accident. The
next day Dr. Todd was seen driving at bis
usual rapid rate through the street where
the patient lived ; he was hailed by the
messenger, and, in a tone of voice over
heard by the patient, requested to call and
see his brother, who had for some time
suffered from ill health. The doctor alight
ed and was soon introduced to his patient,
but was received without any recognition
or act of civility, nor even raising his eyes
to look at him ; nor could he by any kind
attention or inquiries elicit a word from
bis sullen and despairing patient.
With a tact peculiar to the doctor, he
commenced a very minute and careful ex
amination of the patient ; first looking
carefully into liis ears, his nose and eyes ;
then arising hastily from his seat, he com
menced walking the room as if in the ut
most consternation, and could hardly cre
dit his senses, at the same time ejaculating
in an undertone,—“ls it possible! Who
would ever have thought it? Can it be!”
Then resuming his place by the side of
his patient, he went through his examina
tion still more minute. Again leaving his
seat, lie continued his soliloquy. “It’s a
fact! 1 here can be no mistake; and yet
the like is not to be found in the records
of medicine !”
By this time the patient's attention was
aroused, and he exclaimed,
“What! what! what is it, Dr. Todd ?”
“What? ’ was the reply, “Sure enough!”
“But what ?” reiterated the patient.
by, sir, something very singular in
your case; but as lam not under any ob
ligations to you for the discovery, I will
keep it to myself. More than that, it is as
much as a physician’s reputation is worth
to advance such an opinion.”
Doctor, said the patient, "Iviust knotc.
I will do anything in my power you ask of
me, to know.”
“Why, sir,” said the doctor, “if I tell
you, it must be a profound secret between
ourselves.” To this the patient readily
assented.
“Then, sir,” continued the doctor, “you
must know that you have the small pox in
ternally /”
In an instant, with all the strength he
could command, the patient sprang from
the chair, seized the doctor by the hand,
and exclaimed—“ You are the doctor for
me ! This is just what I have been tell
ing the doctors, but not one of them would
believe a word of it. Now’, is there any
remedy ? Is there any hope in my case?”
“I think there is,” said the doctor; “but
mark, all depends upon closely adhering
to my direction. There aro three ways
by which this disease may be eradicated ;
one is by insensible perspiration ; another
by internal remedies, the third by bring
ing it out upon the surface in the form of
an eruption.”
“Let it be the last,” was the quick re
sponse of the patient. “Let me have oc
ular proof of the fact, and I shall be satis
fied.”
The patient was then put upon a nutri
tious diet, by which he rapidly regained
his health and strength, at the same time
taking some harmless medicinal piepara
tion, which the doctor assured him in due
time would bring forth the eruption.—
When the specified time arrived, the doc
tor directed tho housekeeper to strew his
bed with cowage, an article known to
many persons as producing an eruption,
accompanied with an intolerable itching,
when applied to the skin. His bed thus
prepared, he retired on the night in which
the doctor’s skill was to be put to the test.
He had not been long in bed, when, to his
great satisfaction, the itching commenced;
but wishing to be fully assured that all was
right, ho called for a light, and found the
surface of his body an entire blotch. Sat
isfied with the proof, he endured the suf
fering patiently until morning. Soon af
ter, he resumed his business, and was nev
er troubled again with the smallpox Inter
nally.
From the j\cw York Spirit of the Times.
Doing a Landlord—Or Gettin' the Value on‘t.
Shortly after the completion ofthe “Great Na
tional Road” through Ohio, the incident 1 ain
about to telate occured.
Tiiere was, in a quiet little village through
which this “Road” passed, a hotel where the
the stages always changed , and the passengers
tsptctcd, to get breakfast. Tbo landlord of said
hotel was noted for his “tricks upon travellers,”
who were allowed to get fairly seated at the
table, when the driver would blow his horn and
sing out’ “Stage ready, gentlemen !” whereupon
the passengers were obliged to hurry out and
take their seats, leaving a scarcely tasted break
fast behind them, for which, however, they had
to fork over fifty cents. Time and place you
have, now for the how our hero succeeded in
getting the value on't.
The hero I speak of, was one of nine male
passengers in a stage coach which was slowly
approaching the village above mentioned, one
cold morning in February, 183—.
“Gentlemen,” said one ofthe nine, “I have
often travelled this road before, and, out ofgood
feeling to all, I will caution you against'hugging
the delusive phantom ofhope,’ as regards getting
breakfast at the hotel we are approaching.”
“Y\ hat ?—how? No breakfast!” exclaimed
the rest.
“Exactly so, gents, and you may as well keep
your seats and tin.”
“Don't they expect passengers to breakfast?’’
“Oil yes ! they expect you to it, but not to eat
it. lam under the impression, that there is an
understanding between the landlord and driver,
tiiat, for sundry and various drinks, etc., the
latter starts before you can scarcely commence
eating.”
“Why, wot on airth air yew talkin’ ’bout?
Es you calkerlate I’m goin’ to pay ‘four nine
pences’ fur my breakfuss and not git the vallee
on’t, you air mistakin’!” said a voice from the
back seat, tiie owner of which was one Ilczekiah
Spaulding—though “fete hum” they called him
'■'■Hez” for slioit. “I’m goin’ tew git my break
fuss yere, and not pay ‘nary red’ till I dew.”
“Then you’ll be left.’’
“Not as yew knows on, I wont!’’
“Well, we’ll see,” said the other, as the stage
drove up to the door, and the landloril|ready to ‘do
the hospitable,’says—
“Breakfast just ready, gents ! Take a wash,
gents ? Here's water, basins, towels, and soap.’
After performing theit ablutions, they all pro
ceeded to the dining-room,and cotnenced a fierce
onslaught upon the edibles, though “Hez” took
his time. Scarcely had they tasted their coffee,
when they heard the unwelcome sound of the
horn, and the driver exclaim, tl Stage ready /”
“Uprise eight grumbling passengers, pay their
50 cents, and take their seats.
“All aboard, gents ?” inquires the host.
“One missing,” said they.
Proceeding to the dining-room, the host finds
Hez very coolly helping himself to an immense
piece of steak.
“You'll be left, sir ! Stage is going to start!”
“Wal, I haint got nothin’ tew say agin it,”
drawls out Hez.
“Can't wait, sir better take your seat.”
ll Dcw wot l”
“Get in, sir.”
“I’ll be gaul-darned efl dew, nuther, ’till I’ve
got my breakfuss ! I paid fur it, and Fm goin'
to git the vallee on’t ! and efyew calclate I ain’t,
jew air mistakin.”
So the stage did start, and left Hez, who con
tinued his attack of the edibles. Biscuits,
coffee, steaks, &c., &c., disappeared rapidly be
fore the eyes ofthe astonished landlord.
“Say, Squire, them there cakes is 'bout East;
fetch us nuther grist on ’em.’ ‘You!’ (to the
waiter;) ‘nuther cupov that air coffee. Pass them
eggs.’ ‘Raise yew’rc own pork, Squire ? this
is mazin’ nice ham. Land ’bout yere tolerable
cheap, Squire? Jlain’t got much maple timber
in these parts, hev yo ? Dewin’ right smart
trade, Squire I callate. Don't lay yew're oicn
eggs, dew ye?” and thus Hez kept quizzing the
the landlord, until he had made a hearty meal.
“Say, Squire, now I’m ’bout tew conclude
payin’ my devowers tew this ere table, but es
yew’d just’giv’us a bowl o’ bread and milk
tew sorter top off with, I’d be oblccged tew ye.”
So out goes the landlord and waiter for the
bowl, milk, and bread, and set them before Hez.
“ Spcwn,tcic, es you please /”
But no spoon could be found. Landljrd wa s
sure lie had plenty of silver ones lying on the ta
ble when the stage stopped.
“Say, yew ! dew you think them passengers
is goin’ tew pay yew for a breakfuss and not get
no compcnsashun ?”
“Ah ! what! Do you think any of the pas
sengers took them ?”
“Dew I think? No, I don’t think, but I am
sartain’ es they air all as green as yew ’bout here,
I'm gein tew locate immediately.”
The landlord rushes out to the stable, and
starts a man off after the stage, which had gone
about tiiree miles. The man overtakes the stage
and says something to the driver in a low tone.
He immediately turns back, and on arriving at
the hotel, Hez conies out to take his soat, and
says—
“lleow air yew, gents ? I'm rotten glad tew
see yew ?”
Landlord says to Hez, “Can you point out the
man you think has the spoons ?’’
“Pint him eout? Sartinly, I ken. Say
Squire ! I paid yew four ninepcnces fur a break
fast, and 1 calculate I got the vallee on’t !
Y'ou'll find THEM SPOONS IN TIIE COFFEE-POT!”
Go ahead, all aboard, driver.
IfT Assertion is like an arrow shot from a long
bow ; the force with which it strikes depends on
the strength of the arm that draws it. But ar
gument is like an arrow from across bow which
lias equal force whether shot by a boy or a giant.
NUMBER 31.
From Godey's Dollar JVewspapcr..
A Scene in Real Life.
BY FANNY DALE.
Clara B was known as a kind neighbor
and an affectionete mother throughout the little
village of M , and such was the wife of
Charles B . They resided in a cottage ;
though not handsomely furnished witli the most
vastly furniture, was neatly ; and Clara's exqui
site taste in arranging their plain furniture made
up for all other deficiencies.
Honry, their only son, a fiae youth of seven
summers, possossed much the disposition of his
excellent mother. Days she would watch if the
seed she had planted in his bosom would take
root and bring fortli fruit in the season. None,
I say, appeared more lovely to her. With what
delight did not she see him pluck the fair lilies
from their little garden—and in all his childish
amusements!
Years rolled by, and Henry was now a fine
lad of fourteen, when his parents concluded to
send him far from home to coinpleto-his educa
tion. How painful did it appear to his parents
to part foj the first time ! They spent years in
cultivating the mind of their only son—but now
must part aud mingle with the gay votaries of
fashion ; and then, perhaps forget a mother’s
tender lovo and a father’s guardian care; then
that soul be lost forever. Such thoughts passed
through the minds of Clara and Charles B ,
the day before Henry’s departure. That long
but dreaded day at last arrived. Clara, with
trembling hands, planed his clothes in liis trunk
—perhaps for the last time. YVhen she had fin
ished, the coach drove up to the door—and now
she must part. She then addressed him :
“My beloved son, you are now about to leave
me—perhaps forever. I say, then, will my in
structions be erased from your mind, when no
mother’s smile will greet you after the weary
toils of days you spent, until you again meet me
in your father's own house ?”
Henry replied :
“My dearest mother, your instructions will
never forsake my memory. They will appear
as fresh as the day they fell from your holy lips.
No, never can they be erased. Other eyes may
be more bright—other cheeks more fair ; but
still my heart will always cling to you. And
though I may often roam, and may bo tossed
o’er the tempestuous sea of trouble; yet you
and your kind instructions, my dear mother, can
never be erased from my memory.”
After that sweet word—farewell! —was said,
he took his seat in the stage—and did not his
kind parents watch till the last glimpse of the
stage disappeared ! Words were inadequate to
Time only could expel it.
After a few months, they received a letter from
Henry ; also one from his instructor, in which
he praised his excellent character and, above all,
his tendency to learning. Henry’s letter, as
you may justly conclude, was love to his parents
—for their safety and welfare ; and some day
hoped to meet around their cheerful fireside.—
This letter thrilled the hearts of his parents—to
be separated from their only child! But hope
cheered their hearts, and they looked forward
for brighter days.
Six weary yeary had passed away, the time
in which Henry was to finish his education.—
They daily looked for him home. YVhen the
war with Mexico broke out, he so dearly loved
his country, “America, land ofthe free and home
of the brave,” as he would often say, that he
wrote home to his parents, to give their consent
to let him go to war. Grief took possession of
their hearts ; but, with reluctance, they finally
consented.
Henry’s next letter was from Monterey. From
his excellent deportment, &c., lie was promoted
captain. This so excited the feelings of the fa
ther that he determined to go to war and share
his fate with a child so dear to him. He accor
dingly set out in a few months, after first inform
ing his son of his intentions.
Clara endured all this with calmness. Hope
was the only thing that kept her from giving up
in despair. She waited patiently for a letter
from her husband. A few months brought with
it a letter from her husband. He arrived safely,
but bad not heard of his son yet—but expected
to meet him in a few weeks.
Time passed on—and the war was over.—
Peace and tranquility began to cheer the moth
er’s heart—to think of seeing again all those that
were so dear to her !
It was a clear and beautiful evening in May,
as Clara B sat in her parlor, singing some
merry tunc, when suddenly a young man en
tered and exclaimed—
“My mother ! —oh, my mother !’’
And clasped her in his arms. Clara replied :
“My dear Henry ! my beloved son ! how can
I express my feelings at meeting you once more !
How you havegrown!—almost outofmy knowl
edge ; yet I can still perceive it’s my own be
loved Ilcnry. But your father, my son—where
is he > He is on his way, I suppose ?”
Henry answered :
“My father I have not seen or heard of, al
though I've tried my utmost exertions to ascer
tain where he was—but all in vain. 1 therefore
concluded he was on his way homo.”
Clara replied :
I have no doubt he is, my dear son—wc may
hope.”
The rest oftheir conversation during the eve.
ning was, as you may readily understand, that
of a mother meeting her son after an absence of
eight years. In the course ofthe evening Hen
ry said—
“ Mother, 1 was never so much affected as in
tlic battle of Sacramento. After the battle was
over, on returning to our camp, we saw an el
derly man lying by the side of the road, expi
ring. We hastened to him, but could do noth
ing, as lie insisted on remaining where lie was.
I can say I never did sympathise with any one
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in all the battles as much as I did with this elder
ly man. He possessed one of the most pleasing
countenances I ever did behold on any human
being. He appeared to realize my feelings, and
asked me to pull offi liis glove. I did so, and put
it in my pocket, but thought no more of it.”
He. handed the glove to his mother. Upon
receiving it sho turned pale, and fell to the floor,
lie took the glove instantly from her, and inside
of it was written Charles B .
The mother survived but a few hours after
wards. Her last words were—
“ Henry, it was vour Father !”
Ringing: for liis Boots.
On a late trip of the steamboat New England,
there were two verdant young men in the state
-room No. 20, from Shenandoah Cos., Virginia,
belonging to tiie 10th legion ! bound foi Cali
fornia !
They came on board at Pittsburg, brought their
gold-washer, shovel and pick ; took their state
room, and deposited their plunder.
The boat went on her way quickly, oocasion
ally giving a note or two on her steam whistle,
which made the two unterrified of the 10th
start.
“I he dogged/' says one, “if that ain’t the
screamer wove hearn of up in old Shan. They
have lots of them on this river, they say.”
“I say Davy, don't they charge a price for a
drink on this ere boat ? ten cents without sugar !
but it's all owin’ to the cholera cornin’ up the
river; it’s made licker scarce, so the barkeeper
says : if it keeps on gettin’ dearer and dearer as
we go on, it will cost a quarter for a nip at Fort
Independence.”
“Why, Bill, you are green ; wiiy don’t you go
on the outside and take your licker throngh the
window ? it's only a sip there. Come on and
let's go and spend a dime—we can afford it.”
The adventurers took their horn and turned
in for the night.
About half-past six in the morning the engine
bell rang to work her slow. She worked on a
few minutes, and the bells rang to back. She com.
menoed backing, and bad backed about a hundred
yards, when the pilot rang to go ahead. Ahead
she shot, and had made a quarter of a mile, when
the two bells rang together. The engineer was
now out of patience, and caled through the speak
ing trumpet.
“What do you want ?’’
“What is the matter with the engine ” says
the pilot.
“Nothing !*’ says the engineer, “but you rang
thedarbonrd bells !”
“I have rang no bells since we left , ex
cept for you to go ahead.”
“You are ringing now,” said the engineer.
“I am not,” said the pilot; “you don’t know
tho rings from the pokers on the grate-bars. You
are tight!"
“Tight ! you’re tight yourself. You don’t
know the bell-pulls from the spokes in the
wheel!”
“The thunder 1 don’t! I belong to the Sons
—I do !”
Captain Dean, who had been standing in the
pilot-house, started down to find out the cause
of the bells ringing. He opened the door into 20,
and there was one of theVirginianspullingaway
at the bell-rope that led through his room from
the pilot-house to the engine.
“I say, Davy, aint these the funniest bells you
ever saw ? They aint like tavern bells ; thcro
you pull the strings down—here they pull them
up.”
Jingle, jingle, went tho bells again.
“Ring and be hanged !” said the engineer : “1
shan’t stop her!”
“Gentlemen,” asked the captain, “do you
know what you arc doing ?”
“Yes, I do, old boss : I have been ringing this
half hour to have the servant bring back our
boots, and he must be deaf if he can’t hear these
bells.”
“There are no bells here for waiters, my ddar
sir ; these are to stop and start the engines by,
and you might do us injury by pulling these ropes.
Y ou must not do it any more.”
“Well, Davy, you see Dr. Smith don’t know
everything. Didn’t lie tell us to pull the strings
when we wanted anything, and the servants
would come. Maybe wc aint grcetl ! I say, cap
tain, what is the damage?”
The captain vamosed?
Nf.w Razor.—The London Fatent Journal
contains an engraving of a Guarded Razor, war
ranted not to cut the skin in the process of sha
ving. Mr. Wakely, in the Lotfdon Lancet calls
it a splendid invention, and affirms that it can lie
“used by the operator witli perfect security in
almost any situation. It can be used in bed, on
a railway, or even in a carriage on the common
roads. The operation of shaving is effected in
an inconceivably short space of time, even by
the most timid or nervous.”
What will the razor-strop man say to this ?
The “few more left” will l>« an inmimbrance
when these come about.
A Beautiful Extract.— Labor. —Why, man
of idleness, Labor rocked you in the cradle, and
lias nourished your pampered life, without it, tho
woven silks and wool upon your back, would be
in the silkworm’s nest, and the fleeces in the
shepherd’s fold. For the meanest tiling that
ministers to human want, save the airofheaven,
man is indebted to toil i and even the air ofGod’s
wise ordination, is breathed with labor. It is
only the drones who toil not, who infest the
hive of the active-like masses of corruption and
decay. The lords ofthe earth are workingmen,
who can build or cast down at their will, and
who retort the sneer of the “soft-handed,” by
pointing to their trophies, wherever art,science,
civilization and humanity are known. YY’ork
on, man of toil ! thy royalty is yet to be ac
knowledged, as labor rises onward to the Highest
throne of power.