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THE Hilt b* published every S.ITLRD.IY Morning , 11 the Two-Story Wooden Building , at the Corner of Walnut and Fifth Street , I!i THE CITY OF MACON, GA. BY Wffl. B. UABBISOX. T E II M S . for tho Paper, in advance, per annum, $2. if not paid in advance, $2 50, per annum. It not paid until the end of the Year $3 00. Advertisements will be iuserted at the usual fries—and when the number of insertions de sir„d is not specified, they wilt be continued un til forbid and charged accordingly, it j> Advertisers by the Year will be contracted with upon the most favorable terms. resales of Land by Administrators, Executors , r Guardians, are required by Law, to be held on !, L -first Tuesday in the month, between the hours ,f ten o’clock in the Forenoon and three in the Af ernoon at the Court House of the county in which h Property is situate. Notice of these Sales must be given in a public gazette sixty days previous t o the day of sale. Sales of Negroes by Administators, Execu tors or Guardians, must be at Public Auction, on the first Tuesday in the month, between the legal h mrs of sale, before the Court House of the county where the Letters Testamentary, or Administration or Guardianship may have been granted, first giv j,i„ no tice thereoffor sixty days,in one ofthe pub lic gazettes of this State, and at the door of the Court House where such sales are to be held. Notice for the saleof Personal Property must he given in like manner forty days previous to the day of sale. (jj’Xotice to the Debtors and Creditors o'.an Es (jto must be published for forty days. that application will be made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sell Land or Ne grocs must be published in a public gazette in this State for four months, before any order absolute can be given by the Court. iJj’Citatioss for Letters of Administration on au Estate, granted by the Court of Ordinary, must I). published thirty days —for Letters of Dismis sion from the administrationofan Estate,monthly for six months —for Dismission from Guardian -Bhip FORTY DAYS. (jA*llolf.» fur the foreclosure of a Mortgage, must be published monthly for four months — lor establishing lost Papers, for the full space of three months —for compelling Titles from Ex ecutors, Administrators or others, where a Bond has been given by the deceased, the full space of three months. N. B. All Badness of this kind shall receiv prompt attentionat the SOUTHERN MUSEUM O ii •<>, an ! strict care will be taken that all legal Advertisements are published according to Law. TEPAII Letters directed to this Office or the Editor on business, must be post-paid, to in sure attention. UD i) o c t v v . From Blackwood's Magazine Jor May. HEI6B-HO! A pretty young maiden sat on the grass, Sing heigh-ho ! sing heigh-ho! And by uhlylliu young shepherd did pass, J n the summer morning so early . Said lie, “ My lass, will you go with me, My cot to keep and my bride to be, Sorrow and want shall never touch thee, And I will love you rarely ?” “ Oh ! no, no, no !” the maiden said, Sing heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho ! And bashfully turned aside her head, On that summer morning so early : “ My mother is old, my mother is frail. Our cottage it lies in yon green dale, 1 dare not list to any such tale, For I love my kind mother rarely.” The shepherd took her lily-white hand, Sing heigh-ho ! sing lieigh-ho! And on her beauty did gazing stand, On that summer morning so early. “ Thy mother 1 ask thee not to leave, Alone in her frail old ago to grieve, But my' home can hold us all, believe— Will that not please thee fairly? “Oh! no, no, no ! I am all too young, Sing heigh-ho! sing heigh-ho! 1 dare not list to a young man’s tongue, On a summer morning so early.” But the shepherd to gain her heart was bent; Oft she strove to go, but she never went; And at length she fondly blushed consent— Heaven blesses true lovers so fairly. Tiie Hardest Kick Yet.—There is an attorney practising in our Courts, who at tained great notoriety among numerous other tilings, for bullying witnesses on the opposing sides of cases when lie is con cerned. As it would not he polite to give the full name right out, wo will merely call him ‘ Wylie’ for short. There was a horse case—a very com mon ease upon our magistrate’s docket, Hying before Esq. Surel-baker one day, >n which Wyke happened to be * fernenst’ tiie horse. A slow and easy witness bad been culled to the stand by the plantiff, "ho, in a plain straight forward manner, •nade die other side of the case look rath er blue. The plaintiff’s attorney being through Wyke commenced arcgular cross examination, which was cut short in the following manner: W ell, what do you know about a horse? on a horse doctor V said the barbarian in ils I >e culiar contemptuousand overbearing manner. -Xo, I don’t pretend to be a horse doc -11111 know a good deal about the na- UIT f >f (he beast.’ < 'pi "at means to say you know a horse a .jackass, when you sec them,” said i nfr j c the same style—looking know* Tl l'. - V at l ' ,e Court, and glancing trium wii'l 11 the crowd of spectators, . a 'elegrnphic expression which said : ■j,' I’ve got him on the hip.' his I !° 1 " lo,K I‘ 3l I victim gazing intently at 'gal tormentor, drawled out— /;>, !’ >°s-as ~jes so— l’d never take you J “ « horse >’ J THE SOUTHERN MUSEUM. VOLUME 11. THE COTTAGE. BV MRS. L. H. SIGOCRNEY. There was a laboring man, who built a cottage for himself and wife. A dark grey rock overhung it, and helped to keep it from the winds. When the cottage was finished, he thought he would paint it gray like the rock. And so exactly did he get the same shade of color, that it looked almost as if the little dwelling sprang from the bosom of the rock that sheltered it. After a while the cottager became able to purchase a cow. In the summer she picked up most of her living very well. Hut in winter, she needed to bo fed and kept from the cold. So he built a barn for her. It was so small that it looked more like a shed than a barn.—But it was quite warm and com fortable. When it was done, a neighbor came and said * What color will you paint your barn ?’ ‘ I had not thought about that,’ said the cottager. ‘ Then I advise you by all means, to paint it black ; and here is a pot of black paint, which 1 have brought on purpose to give you.’ Soon another neighbor coming in, prais ed his neat slied, and expressed a wish to help him a little about his building. White is by far the most genteel color,’ he added, ‘ and here is a pot of white paint, of which I make you a present.’ While he was in doubt which of the gifts to use, the eldest and wisest man in the village came to visit him. His hair was entirely white and everybody loved him, fur he was good as well as wise. \V hen the cottager had told him the sto ry ol the pots of paint, the old man said Tie who gave you the black paint, is one who dislikes you, and wishes you to do a foolish thing. He who gave vou the white paint, is a partial friend and desires you to make more show than is wise. Neither of their opinions should you follow. If the shed is either black or white, it will disagree with the color of your house. Moreover, the block paint will draw the sun, and the white will look w’ell but for a little while, and then become soiled, and then need painting anew. ‘N owtake my advice, and mix the black and white together.’ So the cottager pour ed one into the other, and mixed them up with his brushes; and it made the very gray color which he liked, and had used before upon his house. He had in one corner of his small piece of ground a hop vine. He carefully gath ered the ripened hops, and his wife made beer of them which refreshed him when he was warm and weary. It had always twined on two poles which he had fastened in the earth to give it support. But the cottager was fond of building ; and he made a little arbour fur it to run upon and cluster about. He painted the arbor gray. So the rock and the cottage, and the shed and the ar bor were all the same gray color. And every thing around looked neat and com fortable, though it was small and poor. When the cottager and his wife grew old they were sitting together, in their ar bor, at tiie sunset of summer’s day. A stranger who seemed to be looking at the country, stopped and inquired, how every thing round that small habitation happened to be the shade of gray. ‘ It is very well it is so,’ said the cotta ger— * for my wife and I, you see are gray also. And we have lived so long that the world itself looks old and gray to us now.’ Then lie told him the story of the black and white paint; and how the advice of an aged man prevented him from making his little estate ridiculous when young. 1 have thought of this circumstance, said he, so often, that it has given me instruc tion. He who gave me the black paint, proved to be an enemy : and he who urged me to use- the white was a friend. The advice of neither was good. ‘ Those who love us too well are blind to our faults ; and those who dislike us are not willing to see our virtues. One would make all white, the other all black. But neither of them are right. For we are of a mixed nature, good and evil, like the gray paint, made of opposite qualities. ‘ If, then, neither the council of our foes nor our partial friends is safe to be taken, wo should cultivate a correct judgment, which like the gray paint, mixed both to getlicr, may avoid the evi! and secure the good.’ Woman. —The firmness and purity of our political institutions, for the future ; the beauty, virtue, and elevation of our government, and the spread of our vital religious truths in the face of error, de pend almost wholly upon the influence of woman. The child at the mother’s knee imbibes those principles which strengthen in after life and grow to fixed sentiments of the soul. The father may guide the lillle boy, and impart some portion of his own masculine energy; but the tender mind is first directed by the mother’s in struction and influence; how important, then, that this influence should be right; that early instructions should be such as will serve for a foundation upon which to build the future greatness. When will there be better and more earnest thoughts about the education of woman ? When will the idea that woman is a capable, reasoning being, he more generally adopted and acted upon? MACON, (GA.,) SATURDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 15, 1549. YANKEE SHREWDNESS. 4 If you wish to hear a little specimen of Yankee ’cuteness, just listen to this collo quy, which we heard the'*other day in the counting-house of a mercantile friend: ‘ A man kind o’ picks up a good many idees abcout. I larnt a few in Wall st.’ * In Wall Street 2’ •Yes; ’see, I studied it eout while I was stage-driven.’ I got a little change together; did nt know where to place it; couldn’t hire it eout hum, cause 1 was plea din’poverty all the time; that, see, would’nt due: so I goes deown and claps it in the Dry Dock Bank ; got five per cent, tew. Had a brother thair who was teller. One day I ’gin a check for fifty dollars: all right.—At last the bank got in trouble: I had some four of five thousand dollars: I goes to my brother and draws eout my money: he pays me in Bank of notes. Well, I took ’em hum, but they forgot to take eout my check for fifty dollars. So 1 goes, and sez, I, ‘ I owe you fifty that you haint charged me; will you take your own notes?’ 4 Sarten, sez they ; so I pays’em in notes that 1 bought at twenty-five off. 4 That’s a good spec,’ sez I; so I goes areound and buys up aheout tew hundred Dry Dock notes. When 1 got to the city I couldn’t pass ’em off I tried a good many banks—no go. At last they crow ded me off the the pavement in Wall street, the creowd was so big, and I stood in the middle of the street, and cal’lated. 4 I’ve got the idea,’ sez 1 ; * I’ll come coun try over ’em.’ So I walked into the Bank of , took off my hat, and looked areound as if didn’t know what 1 was abeout- I kno wed the cashier; so he comes up: 4 Sam !’ sez he, what neow ? how’s the family ?’ 4 but what’s the matter with your banks ? I dont know what to depend on. Here’s your neighbor, the Dry Dock’s gone, and may be you’ll go next; and I’ve got abeout five thousand dollars of your money: and I guess I’ll come deown and draw the specie.’ I ex pect 1 must a-looked as if 1 was frightened to death; for he said at once, 4 Deont do that, Sam!’ sez he; ‘you’ll frighten the hull country, and they’ll come and run us.’ ‘Can’t help it,’ sez I: 4 Here is abeout tew hundred dollars of the Dry Dock, and it I don’t get the money somewhere be fore 1 go hum, i’ll draw on you seoon.’ ‘How much I’ sez lie. ‘About tew hun dred.’ 4 We’ll take it, Sam,’ sez he, 4 and you keep our paper.’ 4 Well,’ sez I, *on that condition I’ll keep still.’ I guess 1 made my twenty-five per cent eout of Wall-street that time, 4 if I am Dutch,’as the sayin’ is! There is not a great deal of honest financiering done in Wall-street that is more shrewdly performed than this ‘fair business transaction.’ An Irish Will. —A miser in Ireland made the following will; —I give and be queath to my sister-in-law, Mary Dennis, four old worsted stockings that she will find under my bed. To my nephew, Chas. Macarthy, two pair of stockings, lying in the box where 1 kept mv lintien. To Colonel Johnson, of his Majesty’s sth Regiment of Foot, my only pair of white cotton stockings, and my old scarlet great coat. And to Hannah Bourk, my house keeper, in return for long any faithful ser vices, my cracked earthen pitcher.’—Han nah, in anger, resigned to another legatees her valuable share of the property, and then retired. In equal rage, Charles knocked down the earthen pitcher, from which rolled a multitude of guineas, 'flic discovery led to and examination of the stockings, which were in like manner cram med with “yellow boys.” ‘Never catch a weasel asleep.’ —A quack naiuralist was lecturing to a country audience upon his favorite subject. An intelligent hearer noticing some wretched blunders as he proceeded, at last called him to order with—‘Hold, good sir ? you have once stated that a weasel has thirty two teeth, and just now remarked that it has thirty-four, ‘Please explain !’—‘Does the numskull imagine,’ said the lecturer, looking around among the crowd, that there is but one weasel ? 1 was just speak ing of an entirely different individual from that alluded to in the commencement of my lecture. Besides it may be supposed that the first one had lost two of his teeth, before examination was made.’—This was of course, peifectly satisfactory. Envy. —When a statue had been erec ted to ' heogenes a celebrated victor in one of the public games of Greece, by bis fellow-citizens of Thaos, we are told that it excited so strongly the envious ha tred of one of his rivals, that he went avery night, and endeavored to throw it down by repeated blows, till at last, unfor tunately successful, be was crushed to death beneath its fall. This, if we con sider the self-consuming misery of envy, is truly what happens to every envious man. He may. perhaps, throw down his rival’s glory but he is crushed in his soul beneath the glory which he overturns. Bothering Him. —A country girl riding past a turnpike gate without paying the usual fee, the tollman hailed her and de manded it.—She asked him by what au thority he desired toll of her; he answered, the sign would convince her that the law icquircdsix cents for a man and horse. “Well,’ replied the girl, ‘this is a woman and mare, therefore you have nothing to expect?’ and she rodeolf, leaving him the laughing stock of the bystanders. Gossip of tiie Knickerbocker.—Curi ous and odd things not uufrequently occur before the Mayor.' The other day, in at tending to applications for situations in the police force, the Mayor, it was suppo sed, was about to invest Patrick Murphy with a ‘star,’ when some of his Irish com petitors outside the railing cried out: ‘Are yc going’ to ’pint Pat, yer Honor ? He can’t write his name, yer Honor.’ ‘l’m only receiving applications, to-day, in a fortnight we make appointments,’said the Mayor; and l’at was told to call on that day two weeks. The friend through whoso influence Pat had been induced to apply for office, said to him, as they came away from the Hall— ‘Now, Pat, go home, and every night do you get a big piece of paper and a good stout pen, and keep writing your name. I’ll ‘set the copy’ for you.’ Pat did as directed ; and every night for Ia fortnight was seen running out his t«»n --j tongue and swayinghis head over ‘Patrick Murphy,’ ‘Patrick Murphy,’ in the style of chirography generally known as ‘coarse ! hand.’ When the day for the appointment came, Pat found himself‘before the Mayor,’ unr ing his claim. ‘Can you write ?’ said that excellent functionary.’ ‘Troth, an’ it’s rneself that jist kin /’ an swered Pat.’ ‘Take that pen,’ said the Mayor, ‘and let us see you write. Write your name.’ He took the pen as directed, when a sort of exclamatory laugh burst from his sur prised competitors who were in attend ance: ‘How-ly Paul! —d’ye mind that, Mike ? —Pa ’s a writin’l—he’s got a quill in his fist !’ ‘So he has, he Jalters !’ said Mike ; ‘hut small good’t will do him ;he can’t write wid it, man!’ But Pat did write ; he had recorded his name in a hold round hand. “That’ll do,’said the Mayor. Ilis foiled rivals looked at each other’s face with undistinguished astonishment. A lucky thought struck them ‘Ask him to write sombody else’snatne, yer Honor,’ said two of them in a breath. ‘Tliat’s well thought of,’ replied the Mayor, ‘Pat, write my name !’ Here was a dilemma, but Pat was equal to it. ‘Me write your honor’s name !’ exclaim ed lie, with a well dissembled ‘holy hor ror,’ 4 me commit a forgery, and l a-goin’ on the Pelisse. I can’t do it, yer honor!’ And he couldn’t, but his wit saved him, and he is now a ‘stai’ of the first magni tude. An Accommodating Son. — The not un common modesty extant these days, is hap pily hit off in the following : ‘John, my son,’ said a doating father, who was about taking his son into business “what shall be the style of the new firm V ‘Well, Governor,’ said the one-and twenty youth, looking up into the heavens to find an answer, ‘I don’t know—but sup pose we have it ‘John 11. Sampliu and Father!” The old gentleman was struck at the . nl ,t,i n ' t „i« p i ... ..... ..... v,.,....... „ The Spoiled Child. —A ceriain lady had a child, which she never allowed lobe contradicted for fear it would make him sick. Relatives, friends, and even her husband told her that she would spoil the child, but all was of no avail. One day she heard him screaming with great anger in the garden. At the moment she ran and ascertained the cause to be shat the servant had refused to give him something that he wanted. “You inpertinent crea ture,’ said the mother to the servant ‘not to give the child what he wants.’ ‘By my troth,’said the girl, ‘he msy cry till the morning, and he’ll not get it,’ Enraged ' beyond bounds the lady ran for her hus | band to chastise the saucy servant:—‘You ! insolent creature, do you have the impu | dence to disobey your mistress V ‘lt is true sir, I did not obey her. The child I has been crying for the moon which 110 i sees reflected in the fountain. I could not give it to him, though commanded by the mistress. Perhaps she can do it.’ A general laugh followed, in which the lady despite her anger, joined. It was a good lesson to her. \fsf One by one, the ladies are assuming all the garments of gentlemen. Besides standing collars and black silk cravats, they now wear dresses fitted close to the neck and opening in the breast, like a military coat, to expose a “dickey” with rutiles, or plaits with gold studs. By-and-bye we shall not know our sisters from our broth ers except by their superior beauty. An amusing specimen of ‘individuality, in language was lately mentioned to us by an entortaining friend. A man in an eas tern city, somewhat noted for wrestling, sparring, and kindred physical feats, having been persuaded to enter a church on the Sabbath, and ‘sit out’ a long doctrinal dis course, was asked, on retiring after the service, what he thought of the sermon : •Think?’ said he; ‘why, if I couldn’t preach a better sarmont than that with one hand tied behind me, you can take my hat.' OP If a woman were to change her sex, what sort of a behig would she become 1 She would be a heathen. A Gambling Anecdote. —A corres pondent of the New York Spirit of the Times says: The best genuine ‘Yankee trick,’ I ever saw occuried atthe Londonderry (N. 11.) Fair. A Yankee was strolling about the tavern, among gamb'ers, etc., when one of them came up and asked him to play cards with him: lie replied that lie did know much about a game, and that he never gambled. 4 Well,’ said the gambler, 4 I’d like to play a game with you ; what will you play with me for?’ 4 Well,’said our friend, * I’ll play agame with you for fifty cents.’ Down they sat, the gambler put down fifty cents, and asked our friend if he beg ged! ‘No,’ said he, 4 I’ve got a very good hand—l don’t beg!’ 4 Well,’ replied the other, ■ put your money down.’ . ‘ What money ?’ asket|fiHpniLan. ‘ Why, your fifty cents!’ ‘ I didn’t say I’d put down fifty cents! You asked me what I’d play you for, and I said fifty cents —and I’ll play you till night for fifty cents a game !’ The gambler snatched up the cards and money and bolted, amid the laughter of the whole room, completely said. S3P One of tiie 4 Election Scenes in Georgia,’ recorded in the private note ofa correspondent, must have been derived from a distinguished Southern correspon dent, and friend of the editor hereof, as it is quite literal with an anecdote which he related to us, as we wero returning last autumn through tho umbargeous domain of Geoffrey Crayon, to whom we had been paying a pleasant visit. lie was canvass ing the State previous to election, and in an unfrequented district had taken a letter , from aFg post-office, which he was read-1 ing with fixed attention, when, happening to turn his head, he found a man looking over his shoulder, and pursuing it with him! lie remonstrated a little with him for his impertinence, but this only made him angry. 4 You are a sight too proud,’said he, ‘ for Tins part of the country; prehaps you wouldn’t object to fight me!—and fora long time he insisted upon a game of fis ticuffs, by way of 4 satisfaction.’ A trial of skill in jumping, however, was at length substituted, in which our friend was the victor; and, what is amus ing enough, the vanquished antagonist be came thereafter one of his most anient puli ical supporters. Dutch Politeness. —Tho French are proverbial for their politeness, but after the following, we are inclined to think the Dutch aint slow. Passing up street, yes terday, our segar happened to miss fire, when accosting a tall Dutchman, who stood upon a corner, convulsively pulling at a 4 long nine,’ we politely requested a light. With a how and a scrape he im mediately tendered us his ‘oak leaf,' but it didn’t seem inclined to be accommoda ting, when its owner, with a pleasant smile, exclaimed, thrusting the stump almost in to our mouth. 4 Oh, neffer mind, shust take tis van, it will schmokc pctlcr. Kill a Gentleman for Yourself.— At the battle of Falkirk, a Highlander was engaged in rilling the pockets of an Eng lish oilicer lie had just cut down, when a comrade cried out for ‘shares.’ ‘Hold off!’ cried the Scot; ‘can ye no kill a shentleman for yourself l’ Losing Time. —A Welsh rector being on a visit to a neighbouring squire, when a very small glass was set before him after dinner, he pulled the servant by tbe skirts, and thus expostulated with him: “ What is this glass for 1 Does your master wish to keep me here all night V The Four Aces ok Maids. —A Ger man writer says that maids have four ages —the golden age for 16 to 21, the silver age from 24 to 28, the plated age from 2S to 35, and the iron age from 25 to the end. The 35th he considers the equator of hu man life, which divide into the Southern and Northern hemispheres. On the Nor thern there is no paradise for girls. They now write their faievvell letters to all hopes and wishes. They conform to iron necessity, and resign themselves to the iron tooth of time. The Fan in Japan —Neither men nor women wear hats, except as a protection against rain. The fan is deemed a suffici ent guard from the sun, and, perhaps, noth ing will more strike a newly arrived Euro pean than this fan, which he will behold in the hand or girdle of every human be ing. Soldiers arc priests are no more to be seen without theii fans than fine ladies, who make of theirs the use to which fans are put in other countiies. Amongst the men of Japan it serves a great variety of purposes. Visitors receive the dainties of fered them upon their fans; the beggar imploring charity, holds out his fan for the alms his prayer may have obtained. The Credit System. —‘ Mrs. Jones mother wants to know if you'll lend her your baby to go begging with to-morrow; she’ll give you half she gets.’ * No, tell her 1 won’t, because she owes me a quarter for the last time she had it, and besides she poked cherry stones down its throat, and stuck pins in it to make it cry!’ BOOK AND JOB PRINTING, Tl 7// be executed in the most approred style and on the best terms,at the Office of the SCJTHEP.iT iotse jx/: —BY— WM. B. HARRISON. Hindoo Wit. —We find the following in a foreign newspaper: 4 A Hindoo hav ing been summoned to give evidence be fore the court of judicature in Calcutta, deposed that such a circumstance happen ed in her presence.— The Judge asked where it happened ; she replied in tho verandah of such a house. Pray, my good woman, said the Judge, how many pillars are there in that verandah ? The woman, not perceiving the trap which was laid be fore her, without much consideration, said that the verandah was supported by four pillars. The council for the opposite par ty immediately offered to pro\c that veran dah contained five pillars, and that, conse quently, no credit could be given to her evidence.—The woman, perceiving her error, addressed the Judge : my lord, said she, your lordship has for many years pre sided in this court, and every day that you come here ascend a flight of stairs; may I beg to know how many steps these stairs consist of ? The Judge confessed he did not know. Then, replied she, if your lordship cannot tell the number of steps you ascend daily to the seat of justice, it cannot he astonishing that I should forget the number of pillars in a balcony which l never entered more than half a dozen times in my life. The Judge was much pleased with t?le woman’s wit, and decided in favor of her party ? Equality— A Cabman’s Argument 4 Lor, sir, them as torks about liequafly don’t do nothing about it,’ said the driver. S’pose we was all equal at this here min ute—why wo should he just like old Rhode's cows—a grazing; we shed all on us get a good feed ; and jest as we’d done, some precious thief or other would quiet ly ‘drop in and milk us!’ |C7* “If a man offers to marry a wo man or promises to do it, lie is not bound to comply with it, utiicss she agree to ac cept him- It takes tw oto mal e a marriage contract as well as any other bargain. Where a man has a contract of marriage with a woman, and merely puts it off and she becomes impatient, she cannot drag him into court and demand damages, un less she has formally offered to perform the contract on her part, and he dishonestly refuses and so puts an cud to the contract, becauso perchance ho would prefer iho marriage to the suit, and he ought to have a chance to make a choice NUMBER 3. Authentic Anecdote oka Monkey.— A highly gifted Nobleman was struck at Freemark Fair with a peculiar waggieh ncss in the expression ofa common Mon key, and immediately purchased him— Bug was carried on board his yacht, and made fast in his cabin. The day was very hot. The Marquis, having exerted him self with rowing, and in working his ves sel, had thrown aside his neckcloth, and unbuttoned his shirt collar; being an ab sent man, he sat down in this unfashona hle t rim to eat some hot chops and pota toes. Pug had dexterously managed to divide the cord which fastened him, and having cast a longing eye on the viands spread before his lordship, made a spring to the centre of the table, seizing, as he past, a smoking hot potaloe, which, with great quickness and address, he popped down the hack of liis lordship’s neck with one paw, while hesiezed the chops on his plate with the other, and skipped off with his prize up the companion ladder, and was soon safe in the rigging, while tho Marquis was hollooing and dancing, with a burning hot potatoe down his back. The Loudest Yet. —Friends, says the Syracuse Reveille, are in the habit of warm ly greeting acquaintances upon the arrival ofthe passenger trains, at this as well as at all other station-houses. It was only the other day that a young gentleman rushed tli rough the crowd towards a lady, seized her hand, and gave her a hearty kiss, the smack of which sounded above wo were going to say, the din of gongs : but it ij enough to slate that the report startled a country lass hard by, who exclaimed to her feller—“Massy, Josh ! what on airth’s gev way on the keers V Notions of Antiquity. —An American traveller, leturued from Europe, was asked now lie liked Rome ; to which he replied that Rome was a fine city, but that lie must acknowledge he thought the public buil dings were verv much out cf repair. Katiier Dry. —We heard this morning a good anecdote of a clever fellow who was a passenger on the mail boat from Louisville the other day. He is not in the habit of indulging,’ but on this occasion lie found himself under the influence of ‘old King Ah’ Being asked how in the world he came to drink so much, here plied : ‘ Why, the fact is, gents, (hie,) tho river has got so infernal low, (hie,) that the Captain has forbid the use of water as a beverage there’s none to spare ’ Id?* “Shall we take a ’bus, up Broad way said a young New Yorker, in show ing his country cousin the wonders of that city. “Oh, dear ! no V said the frightened girl ; “I would trot do that ,in the street /” OfT Poetry is the flower of literature ; prose is tbecorn; satire is the acquaints; wit is the spice and peper ; love-lot tors are the emetics ; letters containing remittances arc apple dumplings.