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H E 1 V E ,V .
Ob I Heaven is nearer than mortals think,
When they look with a trembling dread
A. the misty future that stretches on
From the silent home of the dead.
Tis no lone isle in a boundless main,
No brilliant, but distant shore,
Where the lovely ones who are called away
Must go to return no more.
Ni—Heaven is near us: the mighty veil
Of mortality blinds the eye,
That tve see not the angel bands
On the shores of eternity.
Yet oft in the hours of holy thought,
To the thirsting soul is given
That power to pierce through the midst of sense,
To the beautious scenes of Heaven.
Then very near seems its pearly gates,
And sweetly its harpings fail;
Till the soul is restless to soar away,
.And longs for the angel call.
Ibww, when the silver cord is loosed,
When the veil is rent away,
Nut long and dark shall the passage be
To the realms of endless day.
IV eye that shuts in a dying hour,
Will open the next in bliss,
T: welcome will sound in a heavenly world,
Ere the farewell is hushed in this.
We pass from the clasp of mourning friends,
To the arms of the loved and lost;
And those smiling faces will greet us then,
Which on earth we have valued most.
Married, on the 10thult., in Kennebunkport, Me.,
Kit. C. \Y. Heywood, Miss Amanda Mann, to
A. R. Nott, all of Kennebunkport. The follow-
■: ; wtieal correspondence is said to have actually
d between the above named couple, and to
■■•been the bona fide “proposal,"’ and “reply.”—
i ict that they were known to be inveterate pun-
■ maker, the statement more probable. The last
a we presume, was added by our correspond-
IVoR to Amanda.
“Oh that I could prevail, my fair,
That we unite our lot;
Oh,take a man, Amanda Mann,
And tie a double ‘knot.’
i ,,: ;r coldness drives me to despair—
What shall I do ? ah, what!
I r you I'm growing thin and spare—
Fur you I’m a ■pine Nott.’
Ii I should hear that you had died,
r .roukl kill me on the spot:
Yet only yesterday I cried,
'Ah! would that she were Nott!’
- be ‘chords’ and tendrills of my heart
Around the fondly ‘twine’—
Aiii.mda. heal this aching smart!
Amanda, oh be mine!
Tuev? very terms, as I opine,
Suggests united lots;
■Let s tie, then, dear, these ‘cords’ and ‘twine.’
Into hymeneal knots.”
Hiss Amanda Mann’s Reply.
‘‘This life, we know, is but a span,
Hence I have been afraid
-bat I si ould still remain A. Mann,
And die at least—a maid.
•Wl often to myself I say
On looking round, I find,
“i« Ti Nutt, a man in every way
•fust suited to my mind.
‘lain would whisper him, apart,
He d make me blest for life—
h ne would take me to bis heart
And make A. Mann a wife.
Wye not, my mother often says,
™'d s ° too, says the song—
a lieed the hint in future days,
-And lore Nott well and long.
1 hen o’n! let Hymen on the spot,
, “'■■‘ chain around me throw—
-uni bind me in a lasting knot
Led with a single beau.”
-Wi now I give myself to you,
Ami thus unite our lots—
* wn tie those “cords and twine” into
A dozen little Notts.
in
^ Flirt; or The Unfaithful Lover.
ISY FANNY FERN.
A >te Stanley was a brilliant, sparkling
"fij Woe to the rash youth who ex-
1 Lis heart to her fascinations! If he
l| ; ; hot annihilated by the witching glance
bright eye, he would be sure to be
Y, by the dancing dimple that played
" '‘‘‘-anti-seek” so roguishly in her rosy
the little, rounded tvaist that sup-
,,1, 1 "' her faultless bust, or the tiny feet
‘ Cre pb mice-like, in and out from under
111 80rr y to say Miss Kitty was an ar-
5I1LLEDGEYILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, JULY 12, 185b
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< oquette. She angled for hearts with
.. S ' 1 01 a practised sportsman, and was
•! b, Sat i™ till she saw them quivering
‘ I,,/ 0< "‘ ,lin 8 her feet; then, they might
;j.; r < | (i . an( l flutter, and twist and writhe at
c * Sur u—it was no further concern of
On. r- e Vl ’ as °ff for a new subject.
hne morning she sat listlessly in her
boudoir, tapping one little foot upon the floor,
and singing for a new sensation, when
a note was handed her. It ran thus:
. “ D , E . AR Our little cottage home
Is look.ng lovely, this ‘leafy June.’ Are
you not weary ofthis life 1 Come and spend
a month with us, and refresh heart and
boar. 1 on will find nothing artificial here,
save yourself!
“Tours, KELLY.”
“Just the thing,” said Kitty. “ But the
gul must be crazy, or intolerably vain to
irmg me into such close contact with her
handsome lover. I might as veil try to
stop breathing as to stop flirting; and the
country, of all places, for a flirtation! The
giil must he non compos. However, it’s her
own affair, not mine .” and she glanced tri
umphantly at her beautiful face, and thread
ed her jewelled fingers through her long
ringlets, ana conquered him—in imagina
tion ! 6
“M lien do you expect your friends ?”
saidalaughingyounggirl, to Nelly. “From
the descriptions I have had of her, your
bringing her here will be something akin to
the introduction of Satan into paradise.
You would not find me guilty of such a fol
ly, where I engaged to your handsome Fitz.
Now you know, Nellv, dear, that although
you are facinating and intellectual, you
have no pretensions to beauty, and there
are few men who prize a gem, unless it is
handsomely set, however great its value.
Now be warned in time, and send him off on
a pilgrimage, till her visit is over. I won’t
bet on his constancy !”
“ On the contrary,” said Nelly, as she
rose slowly from the little couch where she
was reclining, and her small figure grew
erect, and her large eyes lustrous, “ I would
marry no man who could not pass through
such an ordeal and remain true to me. j
am, as you see, hopelesslyplain aud ungrace
ful; yet, from my earliest childhood, I have
been a passionate worshipper of beauty. I
never expected to win love; I never expect
ed to marry ; and when Fitz, with all his
glorious beauty, sued for my band, I could
not convince myself that it was not all a
bewildering dream. It was such a tempta
tion to a heart so isolated as mine ; and el
oquently it pleaded for itself! When I
drank in the music of his voice, I said,
‘Surely 1 must be lovely in his eyes ; else
why has lie sought me V Then, in my sol
itary moments, I said, sadly, ‘There are
none to dispute the prize with me here.
He is deceiving himself. He has mistaken
his own heart.’ Then, again, I would ask
myself, ‘ Can nothing but beauty win a no
ble heart ? Are all my intellectual gifts
valueless V And still, Fitz, unable to un
derstand my contradictory moods, passion
ately urged his suit. It needed not that
waste of eloquence ; my heart was already
captive. And now, by the intensity of that
happiness of which I know myself to he ca
pable, I will prove him. Kate’s beauty—
Kate’s witchery, shall be the test! If his
heart remains loyal to me, 1 am his. If not”
•—and her cheek grew pale, and large tears
gathered slowly in her eyes—“ I have sav
ed myself a deeper misery !”
Fitz Allen had “ travelled and that is
generally understood to mean to go abroad
and remain a period of time long enough to
grow a fierce beard, and fiercer moustache,
and cultivate a thorough contempt forevery-
tbing in your own country. This was not
true of Fitz Allen. It had only hound him
the more closely to home and friends. His
splendid person and cultivated manners
had been a letter of recommendation to
him in cultivated society. He was no fop,
and yet he was fully aware of these person
al advantages. Wliat handsome man is
not? He had tophies of all kinds, to at
test his skillful generalship , such as dain
ty satin slippers, tiny kid gloves, faded ros
es, ringlets of all colors, ebony,flaxen and
auburn, and bijouterie without limit.
Happy Fitz ! What bound him to the
plain, but lovable Nelly ? A nature essen
tially feminine ; a refined, cultivated taste;
a warm, passionate heart. Did he remem
ber, when he listened to that most musical
of musical voices, and sat hour after hour,
magnetized by its rare witchery, as it glanc
ed gracefully and skillfully from one topic
to another,” that its possessor had not
the grace and beauty of a Ilebe or a
Venus ?
It is a bright moonlight evening. Fitz
and Nellv were seated in the little rustic
parlor, openingupon thepiazza. The moon
shone full upon Kate, as she stood in the
low doorway. Her simple white dress was
confined to the waist by a plain silken
cord. Her fair, white shoulders rose grace
fully from the snowy robe. Her white
arms, as they were crossed upon her head to
catch playfully the long tendrills of the
woodbine, as the wind swept them past her
forehead, gleamed fair in the moonlight;
and each and all had their bewildering
charm. She seated herself upon the low
door step. Song after song was borne upon
the air. Her eyes now flashing with the
enthusiasm of an improvisatrice : then, soft,
and lustrous, and liquid, and—dangerous !
Nelly’s heart beat quick; a deep crimson
spot glowed upon her check, and, for once,
she teas beautiful.
Kate, apparently, took but little notice of
the lovers; but not an expression that flit
ted across the fine face of Fitz Allen pas
sed unnoticed by her. And she said, proud
ly, to herself, “ I have conquered him 1”
And so the bright Summer month passed
bv, and they rambled through the cool
woods, and rode through winding paths,
and sang to the quiet stars in the dim, dewy
evening.
**** # * * •
“ Fie, Mr. Fitz Allen ! Wliat would Nel
ly say, to sec you Kneeling here at my feet i
You forgot,” said the gay beauty, mocking
ly curling her rosy lip> “that you aie an
affianced lover, when you address such flat
tering language to me !”
“ I only know that you are beautiful as a
dream !” said the bewildered Fitz, as he
passionately kissed the jewelled hand that
lay unresistingly in his own.
That night, Fitz might he seen pacing
his room with rapid strides, crushing in his
hands a delicate note, from Nelly, contain
ing these words:
“ ‘The moon looks on many brooks;
The brook secs but one moon.”
‘ Farewell!
NELLY.”
Singular, if True.—“It’s our opinion,”
savs a cotemporary, “that it a number of
gentlemen are sitting-together, talking sen
sibly upon some sensible subject, and a la
dy enters, they immediately commence
talking foolishly, and keep it up till she
makes her exit.”
SAM SLICE’S VIEW OF TRAVELLING.
“You can learn as you travel. I learned
more from talk in London than ever I did
in books, in my life, and noted it better.—
For example as they say in cypherin’ books
—I sit alongside of a larned man at some
grand dinner ; now lamed men in a giner-
al way are all as stupid as owls, they keep
a mischief of a thinkin’, hut they don’t talk.
So I stirs up old Hieroglyphic with a long
pole ; for it’s after dark lights is lit, and it’s
time for owls to wake up and gaze.
“‘I have been trying to read that ere
book on Nineveh,’ said I.
‘“Oil!” said lie, ‘ what do von think of
it!’
“ ‘It wants the pickaxe and crowbar,’
says I.
“ ‘Pickaxe and Crowbar !’ said he, for
that made him turn half round, and open
his eyes and stare.
“ ‘Only surprise a man, squire, and he
can’t help listenin’.
“ ‘I call it a hard case,’ said I. ‘The
author has spent amost a mortal long time
in diggin’ up these curiosities that have
been under ground Lord knows bow many
centuries, and now he lias gone right off,
and buried them all again in a book as
hard to get into as the old vaults.’
“ ‘Exactly,’ said he ; ‘you have just hit it
—very well expressed, and very graphical
ly—that is the principal defect in the
book.”
“ ‘P’raps, sir,’ said I, ‘you would be kind
enough to sumtotali.se for me the amount of
his discoveries in a few words too, for I
won’t bore you,’ said I.
“ Well, in ten minutes you liave the
whole ; and if you want an explanation, he
is just the boy to give it. It’s just the same
now in alogliut. The settler, poor, lonely,
honest, simple critter, haint no book lam
in’, but he is acquainted with some things i
you aint, that’s a fact. I never met a man
yet that couldn’t give me a wrinkle, from a
captain of one of our men-of-war in the
Mediterranean, that I heard tell Lady
B the way to peel onions without
tinglin’ her eyes, was to hold a-pin be
tween her teeth, down to Sinful Jov the
nigger at the three mile plains, who gave
me the wonderful cure for jaundice I boast
so much of.
“At every turn there is somethin’ to ob
serve and remember, which, old tlio’ it be,
is new' to you—some impliment, some ma
chine, some strange culture of curious plants,
and things put to uses you never dreamed
of, is turnin’ up all the time. It v r as in Per
sia I learned the art of stupfying’ fish, and
makin’ them float on the surface, without
hurtin’ them, for food ; and the first chance
I get, I will try it in the mackerel fishery.
It was at a Quaker’s in Genesee, I first
met with the little windmill for sawing my
firew'ood I have to Slickville, and in
South America I learned to pysen an ar
row that killed deer instantly without affec
tin’ the venison, and in France the way to
hatch fish-spawn, and on the Rhine, the
wonderful, but simple and cheap plan of
Romans, of buildin’ houses of loam superi
or to bricks. It was by travellin’ T picked
up that valuable collections of receipt I
showed you onct.
“ But the greatest advantage of all this
itineration is, you can look hack with
pleasure oh travel. Y~ou forgot the little
ups and downs, and crosses, and losses, and
bumbps and thumps, and brambles and
scrambles by the wmy ; but memory has it
all sketched out in landscapes like rail
handsome for you, that imagination has
helped to put in gilt frames. And though
the forest in them paintin’s contains rocks,
under brush, and boggy spots, where you
slumped about, broke down, or lost your
way, you see nothin’ in the back ground
but a mass of wavin’ wood, or in the fore
ground hut green fields, windin’ roads, and
smooth rivers. Time has has mellowed
the picture.
“ Yes I can and do often stop short, turn
round, and shade the sun oil' my eyes with
my hands, and look back at my travels ov
er this universal earth with pleasure. But
if it was all barren, all dark, all hardship, and
all privations as some grumblin’ fools find
it, what in natur’ would life be ? Why, it
wouldn’n be endurable; it 'ed give pain,
and not pleasure. You’d be afraid to look
back, because it would awaken onpleasant
recollections, and you’d be skeer’d to look
forred ; for if the world don’t please you
when young, it can’t in the natur’ of things,
when you are old, that’s a fact. That’s my
philosophy, at least, and so it isBlack Juba’s
also.
“ Mv plan is this : 1 seek the sunny side
of life, always, unless the weather is too hot,
and then I go to the shade. The changes
in the temperature mul e me enjoy both."
f From Sam Slick’s New Volume.
Washington and Jackson.
Mr. Bancroft, the historian, relates the
following anecdote of the Father of his
Country :
“ Once, while in New Jersey, coming out
to mount hisliorse, he found a child beside
it, attracted by the trappings. He placed
the child upon the horse’s back and led it
around the yard with its youthful joyance.
It was to Washington’s honor, that although
heaven did not bless him with offspring he
had a heart to love children, and take them
to his bosom.
Mi-. Hildreth, with equal justice and
propriety relates an interesting anecdote
of the re vered Jackson, the man whose iron
will prompted him to “take the responsibil
ity,” when duty called him to do it, and be
fore whose inflexible determination all ob
stacles surmountable by human effort were
forced to give way.
“After the battle of the Great Horse Shoe,
in w hich nearly a thousand Indians were
killed, and two hundred and fifty prisiouers
w'ere taken, all women and children, the
men having been exterminated, the follow
ing incident occurred : The grim General
who presided over the bloody scene, which
seemed to carry us back to early Indian
wars of New England, had still a tender
spot in his heart. Moved by the wail of an
Indian infant, picked up from the field,
whose mother had perished during the bat
tle Jackson strove to induce some "nursing
woman among the prisiouers to suckle it.
“Its mother is dead,” was the cold answer,
“let the child die too,” The General, him
self a childless man, turned nurse li-mself.
Some brown sugar formed a part of his pri
vate stores, with which lie caused the child
to be fed. He even took it home with him,
and reared it up in his own family.”
The republieatioii of the above has remin
ded us of an account given us some years
since by a highly respectable gentleman,
w ho was present with others when Gen.
Jackson was the occupant of the Presiden
tial mansion at Washington. When break
fast was announced, the venerable patriot,
with his guests, entered the room at one
Joor, when Mrs. Donaldson, with her two
children, entered another at the opposite
end. Immediately on seeing him they ran
.o him to receive their morning kiss. Ex
tending his arms, and bending his yet
graceful form, he caught up first one and
then the other, caressing them with all the
fondness of a doting parent. They return
ed to their mother, and all were soon seated
at the table. Bowing his head with ail the
humility of a dependant suppliant, con
scious of the rectitude of hi* intentions, and
yet feeling the need of a higher wisdom
than his own to enlighten and direct the
judgment, he devoutly invoked tlie bless
ing of God.
The scene was deeply affecting, and
drew tears from the eyes unused to weep
ing. Such w-as Andrew' Jackson at home.
IVlien called upon to defend his country,
on the battle field, or to preside over her
councils, in seasons of peril, he w-as decided,
resolute and irresistablc. His mind, won
derfully intuitive, comprehending at a
glance, that which those of inferior intel-
'.ectual powers could only reach an compre
hend by a laborious process of investigation,
was “a law unto itself.” He was accused
of rashness, when he should have been
unused for superior wisdom. But while in
a manner he was the accomplished gentle
man, his true manhood was most conspic
uously displayed in the sphere of the social
and domestic affections. While embalm
ed in the admiration of his friends, he will
he immortalized by the blind vindictive
ness of his enemies.
From the Olive Branch.
“ If you know- any thing to make a brother’s
heart glad, run aud tell it. Anything to cause a
sigh, bottle it up—bottle it up.”
Yes, I shan’t do it! said Miss Nipper.—
I’ve lived on scandal and Bohea this sixty
year ; and a change of diet at my time of
life might prove fatal. It agrees witli me,
it does ! I wouldn’t give two pinches of
snuff to live where nobody jumped over the
ten commandments! It’s fun alive for me
to ferret it out. I may not always hit on
the right names of the parties, but that’s a
trifle. Don’t preach to me. One half
of tlie world earn their “vittles” by living
on other folks’ vitals. If you look into a
lawyer’s Bible, I guess it would puzzle
you to find any such text, as “ Blessed are
peace-makers." Don’t they earn the salt
ro their porridge, by setting whole neigh
borhoods by the ears ? Aint they in the
seventh heavens wdien they can get hold of
a long twistified snarl of a family quarrel ?
Don’t they how, and smile, and smirk, and
help you out of the “ Slough of Despond”
with one hand, while they poke you hack
with the other ? Oh, I tell you Miss Nip
per isn’t the only mischief maker. There’s
u large family of Paul Prys; don’t all wear
petticoats either. Some of them have
masculine noses, that are forever up in the
air, snuffing the “ill wind that blows no
body good”—descendants in a direct line,
from Ananias and Sappbira. Know more
about a parish than the parson and his
deacons; more about a woman than the
father who begot her; and more about tlie
world in general than He who made it. Yes,
thank goodness, this is (as the ministers
say,) “a wicked world.” It would be al
mighty stupid, if it wasn’t; I suppose
there’s somedody or other doing something
they ought not to, about every minute ; at
at least I hope so. I only wish these male
eossips would clear the track and let the
Nancy Nipper express train he the first
bearer of despatches. (I should like some
of ’em a present of a petticoat!) You don’t
catch me knocking under, for speed and. em
bellishment, to any thing that sports a hat.
Where’s my snuff box 1 Fanny Fern.
Home Politeness.—Why not be polite?
How much does it cost to say “ I thank
you?” Why not practice it at home? To
your husband, your children, your domes
tics? If a stranger does you a little act of"
courtesy, how sweet the smiling acknowl
edgment! If your husband—oh! it’s mat
ter of course! no need of thanks.
Should an acquaintance tread on your
dress, yourvery, verybest, and by accident
tear it, bow profuse yon are with your “nev
er minds—don’t think of it—I don’t care
at all.” If a husband does it he gets a
frown; if a child he is chastised.
Ah! these are little things say you.
They tell mightily upon the heart, let us
assure you, little as they are.
A gentleman stops at a friend’s house
and finds it in confusion. “ He don’t see
anything to apologize for—never thinks of
such little matters.” Everything is all
right—cold supper—cold room—crying chil
dren—perfectly comfortable. Goes home
where the wife has been taking care of the
sick ones, and working her life almost out.
Don’t see why things can’t be kept in bet
ter order ; tliere never were such cross chil
dren before.” No apologies accepted at
Home.
Why not he polite at home ! Why not
use freely that golden coin of courtesy ?
How sweet they sound, those little words,
“I thank you,” or yon “are very kind!”
Doubly, yes thrice sweet from lips we love,
when heart smiles make the eye sparkle
with the clear light of affection.
Be polite to your children. Do you ex
pect them to be mindful of your welfare ?
To grow glad at your approach ? To bound
away to do yourpleasure before the request
is half spoken ? Then with all your digni
ty and authority mingle politeness; give it
a niche in your household temple. Only
then will you have learned the true secret of
sending out into the world really “finished”
gentlemen and ladies.
What we say, we say unto all—he po
lite. _
An Exquisite Story, by Lamartine.
In the tribe of Neggdeli, there was a
horse, whose fame was spread far and near,
and a Bedouin of another tribe, by name
Daher, desired extremely to possess it.
Having offered in vain for it liis camels
and bis whole wealth, he hit at length up
on tlie following device, by which be hoped
■to gain the object of his desire. He re
solved to stain his face with the juice of
an herb, to clothe himself in rags, to tie his
legs and neck together, so as to appear like
a lame beggar. Thus equipped, he went
to wait for Nahei*, the owner of the horse,
who he knew was to pass that way. When
he saw Naber approaching on his beautiful
steed, he cried out in a weak voice, “ I am
a poor stranger ; for three days I have
been unable to move from this spot to seek
for food. I am dying, help me, and Heav
en will reward you.” The Bedouin kind
ly offered to take him up on hi3 horse and
carry him home; hut the rogue replied, “ I
cannot rise ; I have no strength left.” Na
ber, touched with pity, dismounted, led his
horse to tlie spot, and, with great difficulty,
set the seeming beggar on its back. But
no sooner did Daher feel himself in the sad
dle, than he set spurs to the horse, and
galloped off, calling out as he did so, “ It
is I, Daher. I have got the horse, and am
oft’ with it.” Naber called after him to
stop and listen. Certain of not being pur
sued, he turned and halted at a short dis
tance from Naber, who was armed with a
spear. “You have taken my horse,” said
the latter. “ Since Heaven has willed it,
I wish you joy of it; but I do conjure you
never to tell any one how you obtained it.”
“And why not?” said Daher. “Because,”
said the noble Arab, “another man might
be really ill, and men would fear to help
him. You would be the cause of many re
fusing to perform an act of charity, for fear
of being duped as I have been.” Struck
with shame at these words, Daher was si
lent for a moment, then springing from the
horse, returned it to its owner, embracing
him. Naber made him accompany him to
his tent, where they spent a few days to
gether, and became fast friends for life.
Sketches of Character.
The very Moral Man.—A black suit of
clothes, a white cravat, and a pair of high
ly-polished creaking shoos, are the external
symbols of your “o’er guide man.” He
looks upon the world as a large undertak
er’s shop, to which people should be con
tinually rushing to be measured for a coffin.
Tlie heavens be would have hung in black,
if he could. The gay singing of the birds
he would have changed to psalmody—the
green sward, which invites to gamboling
and frolic, he would convert into a pall—
and the flowers, with their variegated col
ors and delicious odors, he would have nip
ped in the bud, lest they incite to vanity.
Little does lie seem to think that his atra
bilious and sombre thoughts are continually
at war with the Beneficence of the Creator,
who arrayed the flowers in rich garments,
carpeted the meadows with green, and made
the air vocal with feathered songsters, for
the delight and pleasure of us all; and that
we have no right, in gratitude or reason, to
appear or to feel, indifferent to the bounties
and beauties thus lavishly spread before us.
We have no right to go sneaking and ■whin
ing through the world as though we had no
business with it. It was made for us, and
despite the lachrymose nonsense of fanati
cal canters, it was made for us to enjoy.
We always feel disposed to doubt tlie gen
uineness of tliat man’s morals, who insists
severely on the strict observance of mere
conventional forms. That man’s morality
is purest, best, and most Christian, which is
accompanied with a grateful appreciation
and warm-hearted acknowledgment of the
rational enjoyments of life. He who shuts
himself out from society, to avoid tempta
tion, proclaims his own weakness. We
have no objection, if he feel his own inabil
ity to keep straight, that he should not at
tempt to walk, but we do most positively
deny, because lie is weak in the foot and
morally dyspeptic, that he has a right to say
to us, “Walk not, lest ye stumble—partake
not of social enjoyment, for fear of disorder
ing thy moral stomach.” The mortality of
such men, in great part, consists in the fact
of not being discovered in tricks of roguery
and deceit. In thus teaching and preach
ing, they always overstep the mark. They
do not content themselves with warring
against the abuse of the good things of life,
but go dead against, their use. This makes
their pupils antagonistical at once, because
they know there is no sin in their proper
use, and shocked, at the unjust demand
made upon their forbearance, they are often
impelled to taste the flavor of the abuse.
From tlie New-Orleans Delta, June 2.
Great Alligator Killing.
We are indebted to a gentleman who
was present yesterday, and witnessed some
very astonishing experiments by Dr. Cart
wright, for the following very interesting
report of tlie same :
The very name of this animal—recalling
its formidable appearance and strange hab
its—has something about it that at once
arrests attention. We believe, also, that
its tenacity of life—superior to that of al
most any other creature—is one reason why
the doctors of New-Orieans seem to have
preference for experimenting on this Amer
ican crocodile. Majendre’s vivisections of
the dogs of Paris “pale their ineffectual
fires” before those cuttings up of live alli
gators, which have made Dr. B. Dowler
and Dr. S. Cartwright celebrated, at borne
and abroad.
The gi’eat killing we speak of, then, oc
curred yesterday in the court yard of the
hospitable mansion of Dr. Cartwright, who
had generously provided three monsters, of
the respective lengths of 9, 3, and 3A feet,
for sacrifice upon the altar of science. On
our reaching the temple, or anatomical the
atre, we found a host of physicians present,
among -whom we recollect Drs. Cartwright
and Dowler, Dr. Riddle, Dr. Hale, Dr.
Copes, Dr. Chappalier,Dr. Nutt, Dr. Weath
erly, Dr. Wharton, Dr. Challie and Dr.
Greenleaf, not to mention the professional
spectators like ourselves.
The mouths of the aligators were first
secured by bandages, and their hideous
bodies then strapped down to tlie dissecting
tables. The larger reptile was surrendered
to Dr. Dowler, and the remaining two re
tained for the special experiments of Dr.
Cartwright.
1. We may state that there are four
class of what are termed excito-motary
nerves, two originating in the spinal mar
row, and two in the brain ; and that sensa
tion, pain, and motion, have hitherto been
referred to impressions transmitted to and
reflected from the first, or transmitted by
the last, the assumed seat of volition, and,
in short, the mind. According to this phys
iology, when you cut your finger a message
has to be sent to the brain or spine, and
then a permission returned down the nerve,
authorizing sensation or muscular motion.
It is not the finger that is cut, as the “ vul
gar” contend, but, so to speak, the brain or
the spinal marrow. Yet tlie “vulgar” are
right, and it requires a philosopher to prove
them so. This Dr. Dowler did yesterday,
as he has done before, and his opinions are
working a physiological revolution. Thus
he divided the spinal marrow in three pla
ces—at the base of the neck, in the middle,
and at the base of the back; nav, he di
vided the nerves emerging from the spine—
and still, on irritating the nerve between
the section and the extremity, he demon
strated that the animal possessed a diffused
sensibility, a capacity to recognize pain,
and even an intelligent power to act
against, or attempt to escape the cause of
the pain. Cutting off' the head of the ani
mal, jobbing out the spinal marrow, di
viding the nerves coming from them, and
irritating them along their distal portions,
they still retained this independent sensi
bility, and the mutilated limbs of the head
less animal would make intelligent mo
tions for getting rid of the local torture
These are curious and important discov
eries.
Dr. Cartwright contends, against long
odds, it is true, that in the lungs, not the
heart, resides the motive power of the circu
lation ; that, literally, as Moses asserted,
the blood is the life of the flesh, and the
air the life of the blood. He affirms that
alter death, when the pulse has stopped,
the heart is still, and the body is insensi
ble to pain, by producing .artificial respira
tion, by inflating tlie lungs, the blood can
be started anew, its life revived, and the
body resurrected absolutely from the cold
abstractions of death. Both of his alliga
tors had their windpipes tied, and one of
them had his chest opened, with its heart,
lungs, and stomach, Ac., exposed. In the
course of two hours both animals were
dead, pulseless, and quiet over flames of
fire. Then a bellows-nozzle being insert
ed into the trachea, inflation was begun,
and continued for some minutes. We saw
the motionless heart throb, the blood be
ginning to flow from the lungs to that or
gan—the eyes of the alligator opened, aud
the hapless “ victim” lived again ! The al
ligator whose chest was exposed, had his
caroled artery accidentally cut, thereby
losing a considerable quantity of blood,
and lienee it was not made so briskly alive
as tlie other who retained all its vital fluid ;
and the inflation failed in Dr. Dawson’s
subject, which was entirely bloodless—re
sults confirmatory, however of Dr. Cart
wright’s theory.
These are all remarkable experiments,
and, we are assured, capable of the highest
practical use. The analogical aud philo
sophical reasoning, and anatomical associa
tions, &c., connected with each of these in
vestigations, are also, we can well conceive
of the greatest interest.
A Pet Ouranj-fiutaii?.
The following account of Tuan, a pet ou-
rang-outang, will, we think, interest our
readers. It is taken from a French book,
Voyages et Recits, by Doctor A van :
When Tuan was entrusted to me he was
about three years old. His height was that
of a child of three. Had it not been for
his prominent abdomen, he would have
resembled a young Malay, dressed in some
brown material, like our little sweeps.—
Wb en I freed him from the Bainbo basket
in which he was brought to me, he seized
hold of my hand and tried to dragme away,
as a little boy who wanted to escape from
some disagreeable object might have done.
I took him into my room, in which M. Du-
troncoy had a sort of cell prepared for him.
On seeing this new cage, which resembled
a Malay house, Tuan understood that it
was in future to be his lodging. He let go
my hand and set about collecting all the
linen he could find. He then carried his
booty into his lodging, and covered its walls
carefully. These arrangements made, he
seized on a napkin, and having draped
himself in this rag as majestically as an
Arab in liis turnons, lay down in the bed
lie had prepared.
Tuan’s disposition was very mild ; to
raise one’s voice to him was sufficient. Yet
he now and then had very diverting fits of
anger. One day I took from him a mango
he had stolen. At first he tried to get it
back ; but, being unable to do so, he utter
ed plaintive cries, thrusting out his lips like
a pouting child. Finding that this pettish
ness had not the success he anticipated,
he threw himself flat on his face, struck the
ground with his fist, and screamed, cried,
and howled for more than half an hour.—
At last I felt that I was acting contrary to
my duty in refusing the fruit he desired ;
for, in opposition to God’s will, I was seek
ing to bend to tlie exigencies of our civili
zation the independent nature which he
had sent into the world amid virgin forests,
in order that it should obey all its instincts
and satisfy all its longings. I approached
my ward, calling him by tlie most endear
ing names, and offered him the mango.—
As soon as it was within his reach he clutch
ed it with violence and threw it at my head.
He was, however, only on rare occasions
peevish and naughty.
AYlien I first let Tuan dine with me at
table, he adopted a somewhat incorrect
mode of pointing out the objects which
were pleasing to him. He stretched out
his brown band and tried to put upon bis
plate all lie eouhl lay hold of. I gave him
a box on the ear to make him understand
politeness. He then made use of a strate-
gem ; he covered his face with one hand
while he stretched out the other towards
the dish. This scheme answered no bet
ter ; for I hit the guilty hand with the han
dle of mv knife. From that moment my
intelligent pupil understood that he was to
wait to he helped.
He very quickly learned to eat his soup
with a spoon, in this way : a thin soup
was placed before him ; he got upon the
table like a dog, lapping, and tried to suck
it up slowly, This method appearing in
convenient to him, be sat down again on
his chair and took liis plate in both hands;
but, as he raised it to liis lips, lie spilled a
portion of it over bis breast. I then took
a spoon and showed him how to use it. He
immediately imitated me, and ever after
made use of tliat culinary implement.
AYlien I brought Tuan on board the
Cleopatra lie was domiciled at the foot
of the mainmast, and left completely free.
He went in and out of his habitation when
he pleased. The sailors received him as a
friend, and undertook to initiate him in the
customs cf a sea-faring life. A little tin
basin and spoon were given him, which he
carefully shut up in his house, aud at meal
times he went to the distributions of pro
visions with the crew. It was funny to see
him, especially in tlie morning, getting his
basin filled with coffee, aud then sitting
comfortably down to take his first meal in
company with his friends, tlie cabin boys.
Tuan acquired the habit of a gourmet
while on board ; lie drank wine, and bad
even become deeply learned in the art oi
appreciating that liquid. One day two
glasses were offered him—one halt full ot
champagne, tlie other half full of claret.—
AYlien he had a glass in each hand some
one tried to deprive him of that containing
the champagne. To defend himself, he
hastily brought his disengaged hand up to
the one which had been seized hold of, and
having, by a dexterous effort, succeeded in
freeing it, he poured the sparkling liquid
into the glass of which he had undisturbed
possession. He then held out the empty
glass to the person who had tried to deprive
him of it.
This act, so well conceived and so diffi
cult to execute, was followed by one no less
remarkable. Tuan was among the ropes,
and would not come down, in spite of my
reiterated orders. 1 showed him a glass of
beer to persuade him to come down to me.
He looked a long while at what I offered
him, then, trusting perfectly to wliat he
saw, he took a rope, and with admirable
precision, directed its end into the glass.—
He then drew up the rope, put the end he
had dipped into the liquid into his mouth,
and, having made sure of tlie flavor, has
tened down to share the beverage with
me.
Tuan took possession of all the pieces of
stuff or clothing he found, and either threw
them over his shoulders or covered his head
with them. Handkerchiefs, napkins, shirts
or carpets, which came in his way, were
indiscriminately used for this purpose.
AA’herever we put into harbor, I brought
him clusters of bananas ; the fruits were,
placed with those belonging to the officers
of the staff. Tuan had leave to enter this
sanctuary at his pleasure. Provided he
had been once shown which clusters belong
ed to him, lie respected the others till such
time as he had exhausted his own provision.
After that lie no longer went ostensibly and
boldly in search of fruit, but by stealth,
crawling like a serpent; the larceny com
mitted, he came up again faster than lie liad
srone down.
Physical Phenomenon—A Rip Van Winkle.
The following remarkable case of cata
lepsy is taken from a late number of the
Rochester (N. Y\) Democrat. If there is no
design on the part of the man and liis rela
tives to deceive the public, (and there
seems to be none,) the circumstances well
merit investigation by tlie medical faculty :
“Our attention was called yesterday to
a most extraordinary phenomenon. A full-
grown man, six feet and two inches tall,
thirty-seven years of age, has slept for near
ly five years, with only occasional and
brief intervals of wakefulness. The name
ofthis man, subject to so remarkable a sus
pension of the ordinary faculties of the
race, is Cornelius Broomer. He is the son
of a farmer living in the town of Clarkson,
in this county, in whose family only this
single and singular instance of prolonged
somnolency has ever occurred. The subject
of this notice first ftdl into this long sleep
on the 19tli of June, ISIS, and since that
time has been awake, at different periods,
from a few hours to four months at a time.
It is remarked that w hen he comes out of
this catalepsy he appears to have no knowl
edge of the lapse of time, or of circumstan
ces taking place while lie sleeps. The fit
comes upon him instantly, without, so far
as is known, any warning. His eyes close,
his jaws are set, his muscles contract, and
his whole form is rigid, so that, if standing,
lie continues in that attitude, partly bent
over, and it is not easy to pull him down.
He lias continued in this condition fer
months together, unable to speak or move.
“Various experiments have been tried to
restore liim to consciousness, without effect.
A seton has been inserted in the back of
bis neck without producing any apparent
effect, and on one occasion Cayenne pepper,
moistened with spirits of turpentine, was
put into liis mouth, and no visible emotion
was caused by tlie caustic dose. Physi
cians have seen and wondered, theorized
and experimented in vain. The man sleeps
on, lives, cats, retains perfect health, with
a pulse at SO, and without variation. AA'hen
asleep, he may be placed up. n his feet,
and he will still stand for days together,
as he has been known to do for three days
and nights in succession. In order to feed
him, it is necessary to pry open his firmly-
set jaws, and in that manner but little food
is introduced into bis stomach. He is not
however, much emaciated, keeps his natu
ral color, and appears entirely without dis
ease, excepting that which produces his
strange sleep. AYlien he awakes, he comes
out of his trance suddenly, his rigid mus
cles relax at once, he asks for meat or drink,
and falls to eating voraciously. If asked
why lie sleeps so much, lie appears to re
gard it as an imposition, just as any active
man would receive an intimation that he
was considered sluggish.
“The last time he was awake was about
five or six weeks since. He was left near
ly alone at home ; and on coining out of
sleep he got up and went to the lake shore
where his brothers were. Going into a
grocery, he called for liquor, and asked the
company to drink with him. On such oc
casions lie is not violent or angry, appears
strong, and in the full possession of his men
tal faculties. A slight indication that he
is not entirely unaware of wliat is tran
spiring about him was given recently, by
his asking his father if he intended to al
low him to be taken to New York. Sever
al parties bad been endeavoring to get per
mission to exhibit him, and lie appears to
have become aware of it by some means,
perhaps by bearing conversation about him.
This was the only instance of the kind, we
believe. The fact that his eyelids are in
a constant tremor favors the idea of his
semi-consciousness.
“This man is now in charge of Dr. Gard
ner Davis, of Brockport, who intends to ex
hibit him to the public, so that a thing so
wonderful may be seen by all the world.
A brother of tlie remarkable somnambulist
accompanies him—a healthy, strong man,
six feet two inches in height. Many of our
physicians have visited the man at the place
where he is lodged, Mr. Damarest’s Com
mercial Hotel, Front street. Efforts have
been made to waken him recently, so that
the facultv, who are deeply interested in
the matter, may see him in Lis wakeful
mood. It is a little singular that whisky
will have the desired effect, if it is possible
to get enough down his throat. But he re
sists theantroduction of the liquor, and it is
very difficult to get it down in any quanti-
tv.”
AVuere is tiie AYest ?—Oh Friday, at
4-A P. AL, Samuel Lawrence, Esq., was
in Boston, having left Lasalle, 111., at 3 o-
clock, P. AL, Wednesday. He came by the
wav of Chicago, looked in upon Cleve
land, called at Buffalo, was sped over the
plain by the “lightening express” train to
Albany, and whisked over the A\ esterc.
and Worcester Railroads t<> Boston ! Once,
and within the memory <4 the middle aged
man of this day, Buffalo was considered
quite “out west.” Chicago, hut yesterday,
was a “far-off lands.” Now a merchant
shakes hands and bids good-bye to his
customers, 100 miles west of tuat, and in
two days and one hour and a half greets Ins
friends in Boston ! It is in fact only elev
en hundred and.fifty miles !