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THE frill be published every SATURDAY Morning . In the Brick Building, at the Corner of Cotton Avenue and First Street, IN TIIECITY or MACON, GA. by W9I. B. HARRISON. TERMS: For the Paper, in advance, per annum, Ss2. If not paid in advance, $2 50, per annum. If not paid until the end of the Year $3 00. ftj’ Advertisements will be inserted at the usual rates and when the number of insertions de sired is not specified, they will bo continued un til forbid and charged accordingly. rp 3 Advertisers by the Year will be contracted with upon the most favorable terms. pPSales of Land by Administrators, Executors or Guardians, are required by Law, to be held on the first Tuesday in the month, between the hours of ten o’clock in the Forenoon and three in the Af ternoon, at the Court House of the county in which the Property is situate. Notice ofthese feales must be given in a public gazette sixty days previous to the day of sale. . . _ p 3 Sales of Negroes by Administators, Execu tors or Guardians, must be at Public Auction on, the first Tuesdav in the month, between the legal hours of sale, before the Court House of the county where the Letters Testamentary, or Administration or Guardianship may have been granted, first giv ing notice tbereoffor sixty DAYS,m one ofthe pub- Ik gazettes of this State, and at the door of the Court House where such sales are to be held. [TT Notice for the sale of Personal Property must begivenin like manner forty days previous to the day of sale. , _ (L/’Notice to the Debtors and Creditors olan Es tateinust be published for f>rty days. Notice that application rill be made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sell Land or Ne groes must be published in a public gazette in this Siate for four months, before any order absolute can be given by the Court. rjj’CiTATioNs for Letters of Administration on au Estate, granted by the Court of Ordinary, must be published thirty days— for Lettersof Dismis sion front the administration ofan F.state, monthly for six months —for Dismission from Guardian ship FORTY DAYS. (fjHtui.ES for the foreclosure of a Mortgage, must be published monthly for four months — for establishing Idst Papers, for the full space of three months —for compelling Titles from Ex ecutors, Administrators or others, where a Bond hasbeen given by the deceased, the full space of three months. N. B. All Business of this kind shall reeciv prompt attentionat tho SOU I’HERN MUSH. M Office, ami strict care will be taken that all legal Advertisements are published according to Law. 0»A11 Letters directed to this Office or the Editor on business, must be post-paid, to in sure at’ention. fTi •> A JL.IT I f.U MOKG OBAPL.” 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 BOOK AND JOB PRINTING, Will be executed in the most approved style and on the best terms,at the Office njthe SCTJTEEStXT M'JSSTJXC, -BY— WM. B. HARRISON. —CTKyg——mb—^anw——B——W——l 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.