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VOLUME xlv.
NUMBER 12.
MILLEDGEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, MARCH 22, 1864:
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WIT AND WISDOM.
HORSE—An article in the sale of
which you may cheat your own father
without any imputation upon your hon
esty, nr your sense of filial duty. Dr.
Burnett, having good reason for dis
posing of his nag, got upon its back,
and rode it up and down, without suc
ceeding, however, in concealing its de
fects. “My good doctor,” said the ex
pected purchaser, “when you want to
take me in, you should mount a pulpit,
not a horse.”
INSCRIPTION — Monumental.—
What a strange people are the Ameri
cans! Instead of setting up splendid
cenotaphs for kings and heroes, the
oppressors or the destroyers of their
species, they erect monuments to the
benefactors of mankind, containing no
other inscription than the name of the
deceased, and the improvement or dis
covery for which he was celebrated.
At Charleston in South Carolina, there
is a monument, made after the model
of that of Scipio at Rome, with the fol
lowing inscription—
“Eli Whitney.
The Inventor of the Cotton Gin.” _
The superficial reader who may
never have heard of this useful ma
chine, and who cannot clear his mind
from the ludicrous or ignoble associa
tions connected with the word, will
s.uile, perhaps, as he peruses it; but
let us hear the opinions of an Ameri
can judge upon the subject.
“How few of the inscriptions in
Westminister Abbey could be com
pared with that! Who is there, that,
like him, has given his country a ma
chine, the product of his own skill,
which has furnished a large part of its
population from childhood to old age,
with a lucrative employment; by which
their debts have been paid off; their
capitals increased ; their lands trebled
in value. It may be said, indeed, that
this belongs to the physical and material
natureofman, and ought not to be com
pared with what has been done by the
intellectual benefactors of mankind,—
the Miltons, the Shakspeares, and the
Newtons. But is it quite certain that,
anything short of the highest intellectu
al vigour—the brightest genius—is suf
ficient to invent one of these extraor
dinary machines ? Place a common
mind before an oration of Cicero and a
steam engine, and it will despair of ri-
vallingthe latter as much as the form-
er 5 and we can by no means be per
vaded that the peculiar aptitude for
combining and applying the simple
powers of mechanics, so as to produce
these marvelous operations, does not
imply a vivacity of imagination, not in
terior to that of the poet and orator.—
And then, as to the effect on society,
'he machine, it is true, operates, in the
k f st instance, on mere physical ele
ments, to produce an accumulation
and distribution of property. But do
ru, t all the arts of civilization follow in
l he train ? and has not he who has
trebled the value of the land, created
ca P'tal, rescued the .population from
tne necessity of drudgery, covered a
waste with plentv; has be not done a
service to the country of trie highest
o° ra l an( J intellectual character?—
prosperity is the parent of civilization
an d all its refinements ; and every
•fmily of prosperous citizens, added to
^‘ e community, is an addition of so
01:1 »y thinking, inventing, moral and
'^mortal nalufes.”
These ore the words of Mr. Justice
Johnson, of-South Carolina, and I will
,10t injure their effect by a single com-
ri,p nt beyond the expression of a hope,
that as we have begun a similar course
this country, by setting up a statue
t? Watt, the inventor or perfector of
t sleam engine, we may continue in
this career, and only erett^btiemon
uments to those w ho have really de
served well of their country.
INQUISITIVENESS.—An itch for
prying into other people’s affairs, to
the neglect of our own;—-an ignorant
hankering after all such knowledge as
is not worth knowing ;—a curiosity to
learn things that are not at all curious.
People of this stamp would rather be
put to the question, than not ask ques
tions ; silence is torture to them. A
genuine quidnunc prefers false news to
none ; he piques himself upon having
the very first information of things that
never iiappcned. It is supposed that the
Americans have attained the greatest
art in parrying inquisitiveness, because
they are more exposed to it; but a
well-known civic wag, at a late period
of political excitement, maintained a
defensive colloquy with a rustic in
quisitive, which could hardly have
been excelled by any Transatlantic
performer. In traveling post, he was
obliged to stop at a village to replace
a horse’s shoe, when the Paul Pry of
the place bustled up to the carriage
window, and, without waiting for the
ceremony of introduction, exclaimed
—“Good morning, Sir!—horse cast a
shoe, I see—I suppose, Sir. you be go
ing to—” Here he paused, expecting
the name of the place to be supplied ,
but the citizen answered—“You are
quite right, Sir ; I generally go there
at this season.” “Ay—hum—do ye ?
and no doubt you be come now from”
—“Right again” Sir; I live there”
“Ob, ay, do ye ? But 1 see it be a
London shay ? pray, Sir, is there any
thing stirring in London ?” “Yes; plen
ty of other chases, and carriages of all
sorts.” “Ay, Ay, of course , but what
do folks say ?” “Their prayers every
Sunday.” “That is not what I mean ;
I wish to know if there is anything
new and fresh ?,’ “Yes, bread and
herrings.” “Anan! you be a queer
chap. Pray, Muster, may I ask your
name ?” “Fools and clowns call me
‘mnster,’ but I am, in reality, one of
the frogs of Aristophanes, and my gen
uine name is Brekekekex Koax. Drive
on postilion.”
INSTINCT—Animal.—The exer
tion of mental power, without the exer
cise or reason or deliberation :—the
implanted principle that determins the
will of brutes, and is generally limited
to the great objects of nature—self
preservation, the procurement of food,
and the continuance of the species,
atid an intelligent being, having a mo
tive in view for the performance of
any operation, will set about it either
similarly to others, or in a different
mode, according to circumstances, his
views and powers of action being al
most infinitely varied ; but irrational
beings never deviate from the instincts
with which they are born, and which
are adapted to their peculiar economy.
Hence, animals are stationary, while
man is progressive. Beavers, construct
their habitations, birds their nests,
bees their hive, and the spider its web,
with an admirable ingenuity ; but the
most sagacious of them cannot apply
their skill to purposes beyond the
sphere of their particular wants, nor
do any of them improve, in the small
est degree, on their predecessors. Ex
actly as' they respectfully built at the
time of creation, so will they continue
to build until the end of the vvoild.—
To illustrate the contrary tendency,
and the progressiveness of man in his
habitations, we should compare a Hot
tentot’s kraal with St. Peter’s or St.
Paul’s.
INSTINCTS — Human.—Natural
prejudices, to reject the influence 5 of
which, in the education of youth; is,
itself, one of the most unreasonable of
prejudices. “Why should we scruple,”
asks Mrs. Barbauld, “to lead a child to
right opinions, in the same way by
which nature leads him to right prac
tices ? He may be left to find out that
mustard will bite his tongue, but he
must lie prejudiced against ratsbane.”
INSTITUTIONS—must befiited to
the different .ages of the world’s mind,
just as his clothes are altered and ad
justed to the different ages of an indi
vidual’s body. When we have out
grown either, they should be cast aside,
unless we wish our movements to be
cramped, or that which restrains them
to be violently rent assunder.
Institutions may he compared to cer
tain fruits ; when unripe, no storm
disturbs them ; when ripe, a puff will
blow them down. What have, they to
expect when they are rotten ?
INTOLERANCE.—Being irrelig
ious for the sake of religion, and bating
our fellow-creatures, out of a pretend
ed love of their Creator. Intolerance
has more lives than a cat ; you cannot
even starve it to death. Deprive its
right hand of its cunning, by taking
away the sword wherewith it smote
infidels; its nostrils of the soul-rejoic
ing odour of a roasting heretic ; its
ears of the delightful groans of impris
oned or tormented non-conforinists ;
its heart of what is best loved, in Cor
poration and Test Acts, and Catholic-
disabilities, it will still pick up its
crumbs of comfort, and contrive to sub
sist upon the remaining modicum ot
religious pains and penalties, or of le-
gd punishments fdr the freedom of
opinion. And while thus employed,
the fiend intolerance boast s of her god
like qualities, and especially of her
marvelous liberality r . Supported by
jails and judges, she employs the sword
of law (not justice) to clip the wings of
thought, and then complacently ex
claims to her mutilated victim—“Be
hold ! -j’ou are as free as the air—you
may fly whithersoever you please ;
who so liberal, so generous, so toler-
*ant, as I ?”
IVY.—A vegetable corruptionist,
which, for the purpose of its own sup
port, attaches itself, with the greatest
tenacity, to that which is the most an
tiquated and untenable, and the fullest
of holes, flaws, and imperfections.
JEALOUSY.—Tormenting yourself
for fear you should be tormented by
another. “Why,” asks Rochefoucauld,
“does not jealousy, which is horn with
love, always die with it ?” He would
have found an aaswer to this question,
had he reflected that self-love never
dies. Jealousy is the greatest of mis
fortunes, and excites the feast pity.
Action of the Twelfth Georgia Battalion.
Camp Walker, )
Poeotaligo, S. C. Feb. 19, 1S64. )
At a meeting of-the non-commission
ed officers and enlisted men of the 12th
Battalion Georgia Volunteers, held at
Camp Walker, this day, for the pur
pose of considering the subject of re
enlistment, Sergt. J. N. Stubbs, of Co.
B. was called to preside , and Private
Wm. Preston Hilliard, of Co. F. ap
pointed Secretary. The meeting being
organized the following resolutions
were read and unanimously adopted :
Whereas, it becotnes us, as men en
gaged iri a contest for social and po
litical existence, for the right of self-
government, for the independence of
the Confederate Slates, and for the se
curity and protection of our homes and
firesides against the ruthless invasion
of a mercinary and barbarous foe, to
express at any time our sense of appro
bation of the conduct of those selected
to minister the functions of oar govern
ment, and who therefore control our
destinies and the destines of those
dearep to us than life, be it resolved by
the men of the 12ih Battalion of Geor
gia Volunteers—-
1st. That despite of the efforts of
designing politicians, and the machina
tions of disappointed and ambitious
politicians, Jefferson Davis, as the
President of the Confederate Slates, is
worthy our highest respect and confi
dence.
2d. That we regard with feelings of
contempt and disgust, the man wno at
this juncture of our political history,
would endeavor to stir up a spirit of
dissatisfaction and sedition among the
people at home, and regard such a
course when inaugurated by personal
opinion, prejudice, or wounded pride,
as well calculated to defeat the object
for which we have so long labored,
and lor the establishment of which
the blood of our comrades in arms
has been freely spilt.
3d. That in ouf judgment so much
of the legislation of Congress as was-
conceived in a spirit of hostility to the
present administration, is injurious to
our cause and demoralizing in its effects
among the people.
4th. That the reconstruction of the
old Union of the States, and the social
or political affiliation of the Southern
people with those of the Northern
Stales, is as impracticable as the sug
gestion, under any circumstances, is in
sulting to themanly courage and deter
mination of our armies.
5th. That we pledge anew our de
votion to the principles of this revolu
tion as set forth in the Secession Ordi
nance ol’Georgia, and pledge our lives,
our fortunes, and our sacred honor for
their maintenance.
6lh. That we anticipate the expira
tion of the term of our enlistment, and
cheerfully re-enlist for the duration of
this war for independence—believing
that as long as an enemy to the consti
tutional liberties of our country exists
on our soil, k is but our duty to be
found in arms and ready to meet him.
7th. That we commend to the men
who must remain at home, theexample
of our women, whom we delight to
honor, and trust that they will rather
emulate their heroic devotion to our
causethan encourage the enemies of
the country by unnecessary despon-
derrey.
Sib. That a copy of these resolutions
he sent to Congress, to the President,
and that they be published in the Sa
vannah, Atlanta, Augusta, Columbus
and Macon papers.
(Signed) J. N. Stubbs, Pres’t
W. P" Hilliard, Secretary.
Ludicrous.—In, Icetown, opposite St
Lnnis, which is built iu the frozen river,
during the ‘cold spell,” a bar-keeper
built a fire in the tent, and sat before it
ou a three leged stool warming bis shins,
when the fire thawed a hole in the ice, aud
the man fell in and has not yet appeared.
His assistant, a verdant Irish boy, was
asked where the proprietor was and repli
ed : “Faith, he’s gone into the cellar.”
[ Louisville Journal.
WOMEN AND MEN.
If we speak often of women, it is be
cause there is much that can be said
about them. Not so with men ; they
may be touched at a dash. They are
the herbage, not the blossom, of socie
ty, They are all of a hue—not like
the beautiful, variegated boquets. Men
are the reality—women the poetry of
this vvodd. Men *are trees—women
the fruitage and flowers. The former
delight in a rude soil; they strike their
roots downward with a perpetual effort
and heave their proud branches up
ward with a perpetual strife. If you
would remove them, you must tear up
the very earth with their roots, rocks,
ore and impurity^, or they perish. They
cannot be transplanted with safety^—
Something of their home—a little of
their native soil—must cling to them
forever, or they die. Not so with
women. Give them but air and sky
enough, and they will seek no nourish
ment on earth—strike no roots down
ward—urge no sceptre upward—but
content themselves with shedding light
and cheerfulness on everything tney
touch. Would you remove one of the
dear creatures, you have only to un
clasp a few green, delicate fibres, to
scatter a few blossoms, and lo ! she is
ready to depart with you wherever
you steer. She does not cling to the
soil—she does not yearn for native
earth—all that she needs anywhere is
something to grow to. Her vitality is un
touched, her sympathies unhurt, by the
influence of a^nevv sky or strange air.
No matter where she goes, she carries
her home with her ; and though what
she cleaves to may sicken at the heart
and perish at the roots for lack of native
air, she will put forth her beauty and
scatter her perfumes as before,
These things are easily said, and
they are true. To be sure, we are
liable to be carried away by poetry,
and metaphor, and illustration—hut
illustration, poetry, and metaphor, what
do they prove ? What are they good
for in this case ?
Well dear reader, try the experiment
yourself. Go to church to day—the
first one you come to—or to any other
place where you may meet a multitude
of women gathered together—and try
to give a ready and general idea of
them—of their faces, their beauty, their
manners, tneir dress—especially of
their bonnets. You will find no two
alike in any respect—even in the color
of their ribbons. Such is the very na
ture of woman. Quick, apt, sensible,
sensitive and precipitate—with an eye
for color that men have not—with a
shape that shows itself in everything
she wears and everything she builds up
—she has change and variety. Why
any woman would think it a reproach
to dress like another of her sex, and
she would blush to be found at church
twice a year in the same or similar
dress, even these homespun times. If
it is not in her power to put on a new
one every sabbath, she studies to ap
pear to do so—to multiply and vary, by
all sorts of contrivances, the few dress
es she may have, by altering the style,
and converting slips into frocks, or
frocks into sips.
But we are not complaining against
the lovely creatures. If we say that
flowers are not trees—that* fruitage is
not dead wood—that women are not
men—what say we more than every
body (women as well as men) should
delight to acknowledge ? And are not
these flowers -worth talking about and
loving? Must not we who live in the
very midst of change, acknowledge
often the perfume of these sweet roses?
What if they are not fixed and immo
vable as the very earth we tread upon?
Let us remember th at the charm of the
very sky is ebangeabieness. But woman
through all changes is still, woman—
the witchery and power, the pulse)and
lifeblood of our being. Let her change
with every breath wed raw, and every
word we speak, and we shall love
her still!
English Characteristics.—We
English are not very emotional people;
even when we do feel very strongly,
we nevertheless think it good breeding
to betray nothing of the matter. We
are apt to treat a great feeling as the
Spartan boy treated the fox hidden
under his garment, suffering it to prey
upon our very bowels rather than by
any word, gesture or expression to dis
cover what we are harboring. This is
our insular characteristic. We all of
us have it, more or less, from the duke
to the tootman.the excess of outward
indifference being the allowed lest of
the highest breeding.. Educate a man
into the insensibility of a post, and you
make him a perfect gentleman ; render
a young lady seemingly pulseless as
a prize turnip, and she is the perfection
of the very choicest female nature.—
This is the discipline of high life in its
very highest, but frost descends to the
very roots of society. We button up
our hearts as we button up our great
coats, all the more resolutely if our
hearts, like our great coat pockets, hap- {
pen to have anything valuable in them. :
[Dovglas Jerold. j
The price of floor iu Danviile rose sud
denly from one hundred and fifty to two
hundred aud fifty dollars per barrel a few
days ago..
Anecdote of Gen Lee.—A cor
respondent of the Mobile Register
says : •
A gentlemen who called on Gen. Lee
a few days ago., found I im in his lent
some miles from Orange Court House
—he never makes his headquarters in
a house—and what to you suppose he
was doing ? He was detected in the
act of making his dinner upon cold
bread and qabbage.' When told that'
he- ought not to be acting in that out
rageous manner, inasmuch as the in
terest of the country required him to he
in good bodily condition, he replied
humorously that he was nothing but a
a soldier in the Confederate army,
had no right to be better fed than the
other soldiers and, in fact, had to live
light in order lo keep down his rheu
matism. Some ladies hearing *»f the
General’s pitiful plight, sent him a
large number of partridges. He at
onca.dispatched them to convalescent
officers in the neighborhood.
How Some People Acquire For
tunes.— In a letter to Fouche, dated
at Fontainebleau, July 15th, 4S05,
Napoleon 1 wrote thus:
••I am assured that the Captain of
the Forest of Compeign, who was a
poor man and in debt some few ygars
back, has now eight horses in his
stable, and has just bought a house
wort h from 25,000f. lo 30,000f. Hold
a secret inquiry into these matters, in
order to ascertain if this man’s fortune
has not been acquired at the expense of
the public.”
How many fortunes in the Confeder
acy, acquired at the expense of the
public during the war, would “-secret
inquiry” reveal, when notoriety estab
lishes the fact of speculation in so many
thousands of instances ?
An Italian bishop, who had struggled
through many difficulties without re
pining, and been much opposed with
out manifesting impatience, being ask
ed by a friend to communicate the se
cret of his being always so happy, re
plied : “It consists in a single thing,
and that is, making a right use of my
eyes.” His friend, in surprise, begged
him lo explain his meaning. “Most
willing^,” replied the bishop. “In
whatsoever stale I am, I first of all
look up to heaven, and remember that
m} r great business is to get there. I
then look down upon earth, and call to
mind how small a space I shall soon
fill in it. I then look abroad in the
world, and see what multitudes are, in
all respects, less happy than myself.—
And thus I learn where true happiness
is placed, where all my cares must end,
and how little reason 1 ever bad to
murmur, or to be otherwise than thank
ful. And to live in this spirit is to be
always happy.”
The Late Duke of Cleveland.
The Confederate State have lost a val
uable friend in the death of the Duke of
Cleveland. His sentiments were express
ed iu the following letter, written iu Au
gust last.
Habit Castle, August 22.
Sir—In acknowledging the receipt of the
circular emanating from the ceuteral Asso
ciatibn at Manchester for the recognition
of the Confederate States of America, I
have no hesitation in stating, that in ev
ery paragraph, in every syllable of that
address, I most cordially agree. Of all
wars that have been heard of in Christen
dom, there n^ver has been anything equal
the slaughter and barbarity of that civil
war raging in America, of which it does
not appear that, raging as it has done for
so great a length of time without auy ob
ject that ever can bn realised, it is draw
ing any nearer to a conclusion than at its
commencement.
Every man in the Southern States is
ready to die sooner than consent to. the
Union, and Mr. President Lincoln, with
his bloodthirsty Cabinet at Washington,
sooner than give way in his nefarious oh
ject, threatens to slaughter by the sword
every individual iu the Confederacy.—
Can anythiug*be more horrible—can any
thing be more revolting to every Chris
tian 1 It is quite evident, that nothing
can now alter this state of things, without
the interference of the European Powers.
The Emperor Napoleon is quite ready to
recognised the Southern Confederacy, if
joined by the English Cabinet. Those
two powers*will, in my opinion, have no
difficulty in putting an end to this horrible
war, but which cannot be done without
their joint interference.
I can have no objection to your adding
my name as a members of your committee.
I am sir, fee Cleveland
To Iht Secretary, &c.
A twenty-inch Rodman gun the largest
ever made, has lately been cast at Pitts
burg, Pa. The papers of that city say
that in twenty-five minutes after the furna
ces were tapped,the mould was filled, and
in that time 170,000 pounds of metal had
passed through the pool, nearly 7,000 per
minute. The weight of this gun, when fin
ished and turned from the lathe, will be
115,000 pounds. The whole length, from
breech to muzzle, will be 243,33 inches, a
little over twenty-one feet. The length of
the bore will be 210 inches, seventeen
and a half feet. The maxium diameter
will be sixty four inches, and the minim
um thirty-four inches. The solid twenty**
inch ball will weigh one thousand pounds,
and the shell about seven hundred pounds.
The charge of powder will vary according
to circumstances, from sixty five to eighty
pounds. Some two weeks, it is said,
elapsed before it was lifted from the pit in
which it was cast.
A Horrible Story—An Idiot’s Sufferlaj* fur
Twenty Years,
The following horrible story appears in
the London Times. It is from the pen of
Mr. Sydney Hodges, Secretary of the Roy
al Cornwall Polytechnic Society :
For some years past rumors have been
current that the brother of a uiason named
Porter living in comfortable circumstances
at Flushing, had been kept for many years
in close confinement in a small room at the
back of the premises in which Porter and
his family reside. Heartrending cries aud
howls have been repeatedly heard by the
neighbors especially ou cold winter nights;
bat although the sympathy of many was
aroused, no one deemed it his duty to in
quire into the circuniatanees of the case,
uot dreaming, probably, of the horrors that
were to be revealed,
Rather more than a year ago. Dr. Byrne,
a veil known medical practitioner from
the couuty of Durham, now residing in
this town, was compelled to seek the warm
climate of Flushing for his health and in*
cideutally heard these rumors. Not satis
fied to allow the matter to remain uuinves-
figated, he collected all the evidence he
could, and was so satisfied that the case
was oiio demanding a strict iu quiry, that
lie communicated the facts 1c the Home
Secretary, who at once appointed him spe
cial commissioner, and sent dowm two
other commissioners, who, in company with
Dr. Byrne weut to Porter’s house ou Thurs
day last and demanded admission to his
brother. Porter himself was absent, bat,
after some little parley with the inmates,
Dr. Byrne, who has obtained some insight
into the plan of the premises, led the way
through the house across a yard aud up a
flight of steps, where, concealed from view
rouud a corner, thay fonnda door, which
admitted them to the den in which the lu
natic was confiued.
The sight which met their gaze was too
revolting to be discribed with all its hor
rid details. The place consisted of four
bare, wet plaster walls, with a small win
dow ou pne side, and the door by which
they had entered ; a doorway opposite, for
merly communicating with the house, was
plastered up, so as to cut off all communi
cation except by the fligh of steps at the
back. In one corner of the room was a
wretched truckle bedstead, with cross pie
ces of wood, rotted with filth, about six
inches wide and the same distant apart.
On these bare boards was crouched a being
more resembling a baboon than a man,
drawn and cramped, from long exposure *
aud suffering out of all form oi humanity,
stark naked, and with only two old rotten
bags for a coverlet. I have said like a
baboon, from the peculiar fonn into which
the limbs were drawn ; the kuees' almost
touched the chin, and were pressed down
upon the chest, I imagine for w r armtb ; the
feet close together and bent dow*n one
over the other, also, I imagine, for warmth;
the hands clinched and brought up close
to the chin; the arms closely pressed
against the sides. The knee and hip
joints were anchylose. The floor and the
walls were one mass of accumulated filth,
the floor was rotten with it,the stench horri
ble, and there are other circumstances of
the case too dreadful for publication.
For upward of twenty years the tender
mercies of his uearest relatives have con
signed him to this living tomb; not a rag
to lie upon, not even straw ; nothing but
naked boards, and the two old bags to cov
er him. Would a raving maniac be con
signed to such a doom ? God forbid.—
What let us ask, is the mental condition
of this poor wretch l Simply imbecile.
A most mild, benevolent expression of
countenance, a child like submission to all
that is doue to him,no sypmtoms of violence
or even auger of any kind, aud strong in
dications of intelligence in many things,
even after those weary years of neglect
and cruelty. On Sunday in company
with Dr. Byrue and some friends, I visit
ed the poor creature for the purpose of
getting a sketch of the remarkable posi
tion in which he had reminded for so ma
ny years. The arrangement being then
completed, two .intelligent keepers from
the county asylum washed, dressed and
took*him away to that admirably conduc
ted establishment at Bodmin, where we
frevently hope that both his mental and
bodily condition many soon be improved.
. Of all the moving incidents of the case,
not the least was the scene on emerging
from the house. Many hundreds of people
were collected around the conveyance, to
which the keeper carried him in hi3 arms
like a child. “My God ! can that be a
man I” “God bless you, Doctor Byrne !”
were the exclamations that burst from the
lips of the multitude. Few eyes were dry,
especially when some who had known him
when a strong intelligent youth, pressed
forward and shook him by the band. I
am told the commissioners stated that in
an experience of forty years they had nev
er met with a case so awful.
Wonderful Grotvth of a Child.—One of
the most remarkable exhibitions of the age
was witnessed at the Petersburg Market
on Monday morning, in the person of a
child, aged fifteen months,, and weighed
oue hundred and eleven pounds His
name is Samuel Merritt Bishop, son of
Francis Adeline Bishop, of Prince George
County. He is the third child of his
mother, who is the second wife of his fa-,
ther, and was born within about five miles
of Fort Powhatan. *
At the time of bis birth young Samuel
was considered a small child—smaller
than his predecessors. At the age of fif
teen months, However, almost of a full
grown man. His age is vouched for by
parties who know the family. Indepen
dent of these vouchers, there are unfailing
signs of infancy about the child. His silk
en, white hair, his sparkling eyos, fair, soft
skin, and his partiality developed teeth,
all testify to his extreme youth. He is
intelligent, but has not yet learned to talk,
and his only locomotion is the crawling
process. His arms aud legs are as large
round tm the limbs of a man of 200 pounds
weight, while his face and neck are ypeci-
mens of accumulated fat.