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THE gOT ; 2 , IaIISI££S , Will be published every SATURDAY Morning, In the Two-Story Wooden Building, at the Corner of Walnut and Fifth Street, IW TBI CITY OF MACO.V, GA. by W3I. B. HAKRISOIV. ' TE R M S~. For thi Piper, in advance, per annum, if not paid in advance, $2 50, per annum. If not paid until the end of the Year $3 00- Advertisements will be insei .ed at the usual rates— and when the number of insertions de sired is not specified, they will be continued un til forbid and charged accordingly. jj* Advertisers by the Year will be contracted with upon the most favorable terms. jySales 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 teu 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 of these Sales must be given in a public gazette sixty days previous to the day of sale. of Negroes by Administators, Execu tors or Guardians, must be at Public Auction, on the first Tuesday in the month, between the legal hours of sale, before the Court House of the county where the LettersTestaraentary, or Administration or Guardianship mav have been granted, first giv ing notice thereoffor sixty days, in one ofthe pub- I iri*gazettes of this State, and at the door of the Court House where such sales are to be held. Xj* Notice for the sale of Personal Property must he given in like manner forty days previous to the day of sale. to the Debtors and Creditors nlan Es tate must be published for forty days. --y>l>Lca that application will be made to the Court of Ordiniry for leave to sell Land or Ne groes must he published in a public gazette in this S.ate for four wostiis, before any order absolute can he given by the Court. J*CJit atioxs for Letters of Administration on in Estate, granted by the Court of Ordinary, must ■vi published thirty days for Letters of Dismis i.on from the a I niuistration ofan (V S (x woxrHS — for Dismission from Guardian -ship FORTY DAYS. s*Rolf.s for the foreclosure of a Mortgage, must he puolished monthly for four months — for establishing lost Papers, for the full space of THREE MONTHS—for co mpelltng Titles from Ex ecutors, Administrators or others, where a Bond hasbeen given by the deceased, the full space of THRU MONTHS. N. B. All Badness of this kind shall receiv proinpt attention at the SOUTHERN MUSEUM Odiee, and strict care will be, taken that all legal Advertisements are published according to Law. tj*AII Letters directed to this Office or the Editor on business, must be post-paid, to in sure attention, fjfi XT. OTJSLEY &, SO IT 2 WA REHOUSE COMMISSION ME R CHANTS 11/ILL continue Business at their “Fire yf Proof Buildings,” on Cotton •trenue, Macon, Ga. Thankful for past favors, they beg leave to say they will be constantly at their post, and that no efforts shall be spared to advance the interest of their patrons. They respectfully ask all who have COTTON or other PRODUCE to Store, to call and exam ine the safety of their Buildings, before placing il elsewhere. [Xjf* Customary Advances on Cotton in Store nr Shipped, and all Business transacled at the usual rates. june 2 27—ly Gunsmitliing* i rrtllE Subscriber respectfully informs the I L public, that he has removed his Gunsmith’s I Shop from Cotton Avenue to the Wooden Build- I ingnn Cherry Street, opposite the Telegraph I Office, where he is prepared to carry on the I GUNSMITH'S BUSINESS; and ins for sale: Double ond Single Barreled Guvs, Rifts, Pistols, Powder, Flasks, Shot Pouches, Caps, Powder, Shot, Lead , c. uJ’AII Work done with neatness and dis- I patch and warranted. TermsCasb. THOMAS M. EDEN, uct 13 1 NEW GOODS. iTfW Peril and Winter Goods. U|HIE subscriber is now reruiving bis Fall and 1 Stock, comprising n general assort ment of FANCY and STAPLE DRY GOODS, wliieli have been purchased in New York, at the lowest rates, and will he sold for cash at a small advance. GEO. YV. PRICE, sept 22 43 3m Choice Family CiHOCEKIES. SUGARS —St Croix, Porto Rico, New Or ients, Clarified, Crushed and Pondered COFFEE— Rio, Java and Mocho TEA—Fine Hyson, Imperial and Powchong CRACKERS—Bnffer, Soda and Pilot Bread SYRUP—Sugar House übd New Orleans FLOUR—Baltimore and Canal in whole and half barrels VINEGAR—White Wine and pure Cider Smoked Herring, New Codfish , Smoked Beef anil Tongues, Mercer Potatoes Pickled Shad, Goshen Butter Goshen Cheese, New Rice, &c. Just received and for sale very cheap, by GEO. T. ROGERS, sept 29 Cherry Street. Vinegar. WHITE Wine and Pure Cider Vinegar of very superior quality, just received and Lir sale by GEO. T. ROGERS, jane 16 Congress Water. «V Hie Box or at Retail. Just received di rect from the Springs and for sale by may 12 GEO. T. ROGERS. London Porter. ■ N Quart and Pint Bottles, just received * and for sale by GEO. T. ROGERS, may 12 24 Smoked Herrin*?. a very'choice article, just re ccived and for sale by GEO. T. ROGERS. Hums, Butter, Syrni>, Ac. pINCINNATI Sugar cured HAMS GOSHEN BUTTER v"' w Orleans Sugar House SYRUP 111 *r W v *’ ry w,,,te Uenf LARD. i °*clioice quulitv, just received and for .• b * GEO. T. ROGERS, JUIU 8 Cherry Street. JOB PIUNTING, | | every description, neatly nnd promptly nffi r eXc, ul<id at ,he SOUTHERN MUSEUM t fi*’** ne,lt nT <d cheap as at any other Office Tryusand.ee. * THE SOUTHERN MUSEUM. VOLUME I. LINES, On seeing an Infant sleeping on its Mother's breast BY AMELIA. It lay upon its mother’s breast,—a thing Bright as a dew-drop when it first descends, Or as the plumage of an angel's wing, Where ev’ry tint of rainbow beauty blends; It had soft violet eyes, that 'neath each lid, Half closed upon them, like bright waters shone, ~ Whileits small, dimpled hands were slyly hid In the warm bosom that it nestled on. There was a beam in that young mother’s eye, Lit by the feelings that she could not speak, As from her lips a piantive lullaby Stirred the bright tresses on herinfant’solicek; While, now and then, with melting heart site press’d Soft kisses o'er its red and smiling lips— Lips sweet as rose-buds in fresh beauty dress'd, Ere the young murmuring bee their honey sips. It was a fl agrant eve ; —the sky was full Os burning stars, that, tremulously clear. Shone on those lovely ones ; while the low lull Os falling waters fell upon the ear, And the new moon, like a pure shell of peal Encircled by the blue waves of the deep, Lay 'mid the fleecy clouds that love to curl Around the stars when they their vigils keep. My heart grew softer as I gazed upon That youthful mother, as she soothed to rest, With a I ovv song, her lov’d and cherished one— The bud of promise on her gentle breast; For 'tis a sight that angel ones above May stoop to gaze on from tlieirbow’rs ofbliss, When Innocence upon the breast of Love Is cradled, in a sinful world like this. Barking: up the Wrong Tree. Major Bunkum, in the N. Y. Spirit of the Times, tells a pretty good yarn of a fellow he tried to “ bluff off” by an out rageous Munchausen. The chap, howev er, had “ cut his eyeteeth,” and was “ some pumpkins” himself, as will be seen from the narrative. “ 1 here was a chap that I tried to run a saw on a while ago in Texas, I won’t for get in a hurry. I was travellia’ from the Braz s to the Trinity, and when I got to the Atascaseto crossiu’ 1 found the San Jacinto aroariu’; hit was cornin’it ‘hark from the tombs.’ Free Soil movements was agoin’ on, and trees tumblin’ in, all along the banks. I see thar was no kind o’ help for it, and so took my feet off the stirrups, threw my saddle-bags over my shoulder, and in me and the mar went. We were in an awful tight place for a time, but finally landed safe. I’d jest got my critter tied out and a fil e started to dry myself, when I see a chap come ridin’ up the billon a chunk of a poney, and sich a lockin’chap to lie sure.—His little red eye was stuck in his head like a pig’s; his whiskers was powerful, and no wonder; 'ef there hadn’t been sile enuf in his fat chops to have raised the crop, there was a plenty < ufside ; a real top dressin’ as they call it in the North. A little red nose was jest visin' out of ’em, like a bit of the sun in a fog, or a red bird in a huckleberry patch. He belonged to the no-comb so ciety, and was a member ofthe anti-razor 'Sedation; and es hs’d swam the liver with his head in the water, ’stead of his feet, it would have effected an amazin’ im provement in his personal appearance. There was no doubt about it, he was one of ’em. “ Hoopee, stranger!” sings out my beauty, “how’do? Kept your fireworks dry, eh? How the thunder did yer get over ?" “ Oh,” says I, “ mighty easy, you see, stranger, I’m powerful on a perogue, and sol waited till 1 seed a big log drifieu’ near the shore, when I fastened it; sot my ct;it ter a straddle on it, got in the saddle, pad pled over with the saddle-bags, and steer ed with the mar’s tail!” Yer didn't tho’ by Ned !” says he, ‘‘ did yer ?” “ Mighty apt to,” says I, “ but arter you’ve sucked in all that, and got yer breath again,let’s know how you crossed?” “ Oh,” says he, settin’ his pig’s eyes on me, “ I’ve been ridin’ all day with a con sarned ager on, awful dry; and afeard to drink at the perara water holes, so when I got to the river, I went in for a big drink, swallowed half a mile of water and come over dry-shod!” “ Stranger,” says I, “ you’re jest one huckleberry over my persimmon : light, and take some red-eye; I thought yer looked green, but I was barkin’ up the wrong tree!” Short and Sweet. —The following are amusing specimens of the laconic style of correspondence: Dennis Mararty —You owe me ten shillings. If you c!< n’t pay me PATRICK SULLIVAN. To which Dennis replied: Pat Stdlitan— 1 don’t owe ye ten shil lings. And if 1 did DENNIS MACARTY. Foote sent the following letter to his mother: Dtctr Mother —l am in jail. To which the old lady replied :• Dear Son —So am I. WACOM, (GA.) SATURDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 24, 1849. Practical Jokers. The following story of Neil McKinnon, a New York wag, told by a correspondent of the Philadelphia Saturday Post, sur passes in coolness and impudence any thing within our recollection. Read and speak for yourself, good reader: When the celebrated Copenhagen Jack son was British Minister in this country, he resided in this city, and occupied a house on Broadway. Neil one night, at a late hour, in company with a bevy of his rough riders, while passing the house no ticed it was brilliantly illuminated, and that several carriages were in waiting at the door, ‘ Hallo !’ said our wag, ‘ what’s going on at Jackson’s V One of the company remarked that Jackson had a party that evening. * VV hat!’exclaimed Neil, ‘Jackson have a party, and 1 not invited ! I must go and see to that.’ So stepping up to the hall, he gave such a ring, as soon brought a servaut to the door. ‘ l want to see the British Minister,’ said Neil. ‘You will have to come some other time,’ said the servant, ‘ for he is now en gaged at a game of whist,’ and must not be disturbed.’ Don’t talk to me that way,’ said Mc- Kinnon, ‘ but go directly and tell the British Minister I must see him on special business.’ The servant obeyed, and delivered the Message in so impressive a style as to bring Mr. Jackson to the door forthwith. ‘Well, sir,’ said Mr. Jackson, ‘what can be your business with me this time of night, which is so very urgent ?’ ‘Are you Mr. Jackson V * Yes sir, i am M r. Jackson.’ * The British Minister]’ ‘ Yes sir, the British Minister.’ ‘ You have a party here to night, I per ceive, Mr. Jackson ]’ 4 Yes sir, I have a party.’ ‘ A large party, I presume ?’ * Yes sir, a laige party.’ * Playing cards, 1 understand V ‘ Yes sir, playing cards.’ ‘O, well,’said Neil, ‘as I was passing, I merely called to inquire what's (rumps!' A Plain Argument. —Not many years since, in a handsome mansion not a thou sand miles from Cincinnatti, a young lady, who has “ high notions” of what consti tutes respectability, expressed astonish ment to her mother that a youug lady of their acquaintance,of considerable wealth, should receive the attentions of a young carpenter and joiner. “ He is an upright and intelligent young man. I can see no objection,” replied the mother. “ I don’t care,” returned the daughter. “I would not be seen on the street with him.” “ Would you be ashamed to be seen with your father on the sreet?” inquired the mother. “ Why do you ask that, mother ?” “ Because, 1 can well remember when he pushed a plane,” was the mother’s re ply. A Cone-River Man’s Baggage. —“Cap- 'in oh Cap’in, where’s my baggage?” ex claimed a tall, red-faced Virginian to the Clerk of tho steamer Oseola, as that boat, a few’ days since, approached her regular landing-place on Cone river. “ Cant’t say exactly, sir,” replied the Clerk, “ but 111 bunt it up. Is this it ?” (pointing to a large, brass-nailed travelling trunk.) “ No, sir.” " Well, is this it, sir ?” ( pointing to a capacious and well-filled carpet-bag.) “ No, that ain’t it either.” “ Then, I presume, this must be if, sir?” said the Clerk, giving an old horse-hide trunk a slight knock with his foot. “ No, sir ee. I totes no such trumpery as that. Ah ! here it is—ali right— two jugs o' whiskey and a dimmijohn o' bran dy r Coleridge tells a story of meeting a s ranger, whose silence, during dinner time, and his attention to what others said, without interrupting them, gaVe him a fa vorable impression of his understanding; till, unfortunately, on the appearance of some apple-dumplings towards to the close of the repast, the delusion was dissipated by the stranger suddenly exclaiming— “ Them’s the jockies for me!” OCT" The New York papers tell a good story of a man, who being taken ill Was told that nothing would save him but to drink a quart of catnip tea. “ Then I must die,” said the poor man, for I dont hold hut a pint!” Probably that was the same man who declared there was not room in him for the fever to turn. Pretty Paragraph. —The river that runs slow and creeps by the banks, and begs leave of every tnrf to let it pass, is drawn into little hollownes-es, and spends itself in smaller portions, aßd dies with diversion; but when it runs with vigor ousness and a full stream, and breaks down every obstacle, making it even as its own brow’, it stays not to be tempted with fittle avocations, and to creep info holes, but runs into the sea through full and useful channels. So is a m3n. The Bright Boy. —Master—well my boy you slipped up didn’t you. Boy.—No, I slipped down. Master. Well stand up by the stove and dry yourself. Roy.—How can I stand, unless I stand up. Master.—Take your seat you block head. Boy.— I can’t take my seat it’s nailed down. Master.—You can set down can’t you ? (giving him a wipe over the head.) Roy.—( Going to his seat.) No I’m not a hen I warn’t made to set. Master.—Now sit up there and attend to your books. Roy.— Sit up? I should like to see a fellow sit up. Master.—Hold your longue. ( Boy runs out his tongue and grabs it with his fingers.) Mas'er calls out “first class,” to read and the scene closes. Looking Yellow.—A landlord recent ly called out to a temperance man at Blackburn: ‘ Why, you are looking yellow with your abstinence.’ ‘ Yes,’ said the man, putting his hand into his pocket and pulling out some ea gles, “ and my pocket is looking yollow, too.’ Post Oefice Scene.—‘ Have you got a letter for my boss ]’ * Who’s your boss V * The one I works for.’ ‘ What’s his name you idiot?’ ‘ Robert Brown, sure.’ ‘ There’s none here for him.’ ‘lt aint for him I wants it. It’s a letter for myself; but I asks for him bekase his name is better known than mine.’ tO 01 There is such a thing as a practi cal conundrum, which is not amiss. ‘ Look-a-hear, Sam,’ said a Western ne gro one day to a field hand over the fence, in an adjoining lot, ‘look-a-hear, d'you see dat tree down darl’ ‘ Yes, Jim, I does.’ ‘Wall, I got up dat tree day ’fore to morrow.’ ‘ What was you after, Jim ?’ ‘ 1 was arter a coon ; and when I’d chased him clear out to tudder end ob dat longest lim, I beam somfin drop. What you guess ’twas, Sam V ‘ De coon, ob course.’ ‘No you don’t; ’twas dis here nigga!’ A gentleman who has a warm side fora young lady was making fun of a sack which she wore. ‘ You had bettei keep quiet or I’ll give you the sack, replied the lady archly. ‘I should he most happy,’ was the gal lant's tesponse, ‘if you would give it to me as it is, with yourself inside of it!' Further deponeth saitli not. A Smart Bad.—Grocer: Well, Augus tus, you have been apprenticed now three months, and have seen the several depart ments of our trade. I wish to give you a choice of occupation. Apprentice: Thank you, sir. Grocer: Well, now what part of ihe business do you like best? Augus tus— (with a sharpness beyond his years)— Shultin’ up ; sir! Not Guilty. —A lawyer in a neighbor ing parish, celebrated for bis talent and shrewdness, was applied to by a criminal to defend him for the commission of a fla grant offence, punishable with imprison ment for life. The lawyer told his client that he feared his ingenuity could not save him ; that the facts were too plain. “But said he ‘‘as a last resort, get your friends to have a horse ready near the court house door—and if the jury find you guilty, you must break for it.” The trial came on, the case was argued, and the prisoner, getting as far from the seat of justice as he could,anxiously await ed his fate. The jury came in, and the prisoner prepared to hear his doom. The verdict w as “not guilty,” but the foreman of the jury pronouncing the word not al most in a whisper, the Word guilty only reached the prisoner’s ear. With one bound he cleared the bar, rushed out of the court-house mounted the horse which he put to the best of his speed, and has never since been heard of—leaving the lawyer to whistle for his fee, and "doing” his friends out of a first rate saddle-nag. Anecdote of Judge Parsons. —The bar of Essex county (Mass.) had made it a rule that no lawyer should take into his office more than three students. But it so happened that the celebrity of Parsons, then a practising lawyer in Essex, had gained him more than his due share, and he was accused, before the bar, of having five students. He denied the charge ; but it being clearly proven that there were in his office five young gentlemen aiming at the law, it was a matter of curious specula tion among his legal brethren how he would get himself off the accusation. ‘•Why gentlemen,” said he, “I have posi tively but three students, and 1 can prove it to your entire satisfation. It is true, I have five young men in my office.—but then one of them is a dandy, and the other a fiddler r o^7““You, are more than half blue,” as the bumming bird observed to the violets “l frequently have a drop in my eye,*' the violet modesty replied to the humming bird. NUMBER 32. A Love Scene. —lsn’t it lovely ! The mild east winds fan the purple curtains which flutter about the day king’s couch, and that respected gentleman rolls out of his bed into his big bathing tub filled with the mighty waters of the west! Hallo, who the duce is that poking about among (he hushes ? It is our love-sick pair smacking their rosy lips over two very full glasses of ice cream. Hush, now don’t laugh or make a noise, and we will hear what they are talking about. ‘Ah, Miss Julia,’ says the stricken deer ofthe masculine gender, ‘how seldom one finds a kindred spirit in this world of care and sorrow.’ ‘"V ery seldom, Mr. Amour,’ replied Miss Julia, in atone ala Browne, the comedi an in Humphrey Grizzle, when he called after his Em—na ! ‘So you recollect, Miss Julia, Claude Mnlnott’s beautiful description of the Lake of Como, beginning: Mr. Amour repeats Melnott’s part of the dialogue, until he comes to— Miss Julia is observed to take a large spoonful of cream, and in carrying it to her mouth she drops it on her lap. Mr. Amour takes out a white handkerchief and gallantly wipes it off—looks into Julia’s eyes for a quarter of a minute,he trembles, drops on his knees, takes her handbooks at her appealingly, and turning up his eyelids like a duck in rapture, murmurs : ‘Julia !’ Her bosom heaves convulsive ly. ‘Oh, Juli-a!’ In a subdued falter, Miss Julia whis pers : ‘Edward !’ ‘Dearest Julia !’ ‘Dearest Edward !’ ‘Ah, don’t call me Edward, call me Neddy.’ ‘Neddy, d-e-a-r Neddy,’ said Julia in a tone resembling Mrs. Fitzwilliam’s ‘Bea ter.’ Mr. Amour rises, he puts his arms a round Julia’s waist, her heart heats like a wounded dove. Neddy looks round to see that nobody is near, and then, gentle rea der, Ned kisses her, numerously. Come, gentle reader, we must take another drink, those lovers are coming it too strong,—Oh, Gemini! if Miss Julia aint feeding Neddy with the same spoon that she uses herself? Anecdote of Fr anklin. —Doctor Fran klin and I (said Jefferson) were some time together in Paris and we dined one day in a mixed company of distinguished French and American characters. The Abbe Itaynal and Franklin had much conversa tion ; amongst things, the French Philoso pher observed that in America all things degenerated, and be made many learned and profound observations to show this effect of (he climate on people although recently from an European stock. Fran klin listened with his usual patience and attention ; after the Abbe had finished, he pleasantly remarked, that where a dif ference of opinion existed, it was the cus tom of deliberative assemblies to divide the house ; he therefore proposed that the Europeans should go to one side of the room, arid the Americans to the other, that the question might he fairly taken. It so happened that the Americans present were stout men, full of life, health and vigor, while the Europeans were small, meagre and dwarfish. The Doctor, with a smile, cast his eye along the lines, and Raynal candidly acknowledged the refutation of his theory. CP 3 A lady residing in New England, who had a number of female servants in her family, and to whom she, on one occa sion, gave each of a pair of her cast-off, half-worn shoes, found the following im promptu on her chamber mantle, the suc ceeding morning— •• How earful should our Mistress he, The narrow path to choose, When all the maids within the house, Are walking in her shoes." ICT* Is Mr a roan of means 7 asked a gentleman of old Mrs. Frizzletop, re ferring to one of her neighbors. Wall, I reckon he out to be, drawled out the an cient beldame, ‘for he's the meanest man in town. every one cries out he’s a fool, and some times he’s a rogue. If he succeeds, they besiege his door, and demand his daugh ter in marriage. Worth trying — l resolve, says Bishop Beveridge, never to speak of a man’s vir tues before his face, nor of his faults be hind his back; a golden rule! the obser vation of which would at one stroke ban ish flattery and defamation from the earth. Women are Rarely Confused. —A young gentleman who was in the act of popping the question to a young lady, was interrupted by the father entering the room enquiring what they were about. Oh, replied the fair one, Mr. was ex plaining the question of annexation tome, and he is for immediate annexation. Well, said papa, if you can agree on a treaty, I’ll ratify it. Polite Hint. —l do not wish to say any thing against the individual in question, said a very polite gentleman “but I would merely remark, in the language of the poet, that to him truth is strange, ‘stranger than fiction.' BOOK AND JOB PRINTING, Will be executed in the most approved styl and on the best terms,at the Office ofthe SCTrTEEB.IT I£TTSETTM, -BY— WM. B. HARRISON. The Rear and the Sailor. —A sailor who belonged to the crew of a ship em ployed in the whale fishery, once under took to attack a large Polar hear which he saw on the ice at a distance. It was in vain his companions tried to persuade him to give up his design. He laid hold of a whale-lance, and approached the bear. Ihe bear was, however, as brave as the sailor, and stood waiting for the attack. The sailor, seeing him so bold and power ful an animal, grew fainthearted, and, af ter standing for some time motionless, took to his heels. The bear pursued him with monstrous strides, when the sailor dropped the whale-lance, his cap, and then his gloves, one after another, to prevent the bear from following him. Bruin ex amined the lance, foffe the cap in pieces, and tossed the gloves over and over ; but not being satisfied with bis spoil, he still purstied the sailor, whom he would, with out doubt, have torn In pieces, had not the rest of the crew, seeing the danger of their companion, sallied forth to rescue him. The affrighted sailor ran towards his comrades, who opened to him a pas sage, and then prepared to attack the bear, i he bear was, however, as prudent as he had proved himself to be brave; for, after surveying the force of his enemies, he ef fected an honoiahle retreat. The valiant sailor, who had fled before his courageous enemy, never stopped for a moment iu bis flight, until he had reached the boat, pre ferring to he latighed at for a coward, rather than remain (6 encounter a bear. Let the young remember that fOol-hardi* ness is not real courage. Modesty.— Lfttia bnysaUd gitls should never speak of themselves, or of what they have accomplished, unless they are asked to do so by their superiors, or rather unless it is necessary to do so in order to answer questions which are asked by their superiors. The good Bishop White, who was often in Company with Washington— frequently dining at his table, said—l knew no man who so carefully guarded against the discoursing of himself, or of his acts, or anything that pertained to him) and it has occasionally occurred to me when in his company, that if a stranger to his person were present, he would never have known from anything said by the President, that he was conscious of having distinguished himself in the eyes of the world. Os Chief Justice Jay, the next greatest man after Washington, that our country has overproduced, who for ttven ty-seven years Was Constantly engaged in public life, it is said :— A stranger might have resided with him for two months to gether, without discovering froiil his con versation that he had ever been employed in the service of his country. Whenever the important seenesin which he had been engaged, were alluded to, he changed the conversation as soon as politeness would permit. Here are examples worthy of im itation. Imitate George Washington and John Jay, by never speaking of your selves or your own exploits. Quite Cool.— A countryman took his seat at a hotel table opposite a eentleman who was indulging in a bottle of wine. Supposing the wine to be common prop erty, our unsophisticated country friend helped himself to it, with the other gentle man’s glass. That's cool ! exclaimed the owner of the wine indignantly. Yes, re plied the other, I should think there was ice in it. IC7* A London paper tells a terrible story of a lion and a lady iii a manageiie. The latter happening to stand a little too near the den, the royal beast, most caf niverously disposed, reached forward un perceived and obtained an immense mouth full from the lady’s person. Her conse quent shrieks were allayed when it was discovered that the ferocious and enraged animal had near choked himself to dealh with a bag of bran. A Wise Landlord.—One night a judge, a military officer and a preist, all applied for lodgings a an inn where there was but one spare bed, and the landlord was called on to decide which'had the better claim of the three. I have lain fifteen years iii the garrison at B.,said the officer. I have sit as jndge twenty years in R , said the judge. With your leave, gentleman, I have stood in the ministry twenty-five years at N.,said the priest. That settles the dispute, said the land lord. You, Mr. Captain, have lain fifteen years; you, Mr. Judge, have 6it twenty years ; but the aged pastor has stood five and-twenty years ; so lie certainly has the best right to the bed. Who’s your Father.—An inquisitive country gentlemen once accosted a boy, who was feeding pigs, thus— Boy whose pigs are those 1 The sow’s, sir ! replied the boy. Well, then, whose sow is it ? Father's. Well, wel!—who is your father ? If you will mind the pigs, l will run home and ask my mother. Give the Devil his Due. —Certainly ; but it is better to have no dealings with the devil, and then there will be nothing due him.