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From Arthur's Home Gazette.
The Child's Faitli--n True §tory.
BY MRS. MARY ARTHOR.
It was a cold evening, and there was
hut little fire in Mrs. Hoffman’s stove ; so
Title Frantz sat close by it j and though
his thoughts were far away, yet a slight
feeling of discomfort, from the chilliness,
mingled wi ll his fancies.
His mother’s wheel kept on—as it al
ways did in the winter’s long evenings—
with a low humming sound that had till
then been-very cheeiful and pleasant to
little Frantz ; but, somehow, he forgot to
notice it this night. Poor Frantz!—he
scarcely looked himself, for his head was
bunt down, and his eyes seemed to be
looking straight through the floor, so fixed
arid intent did his gaze seem.
Often and often did the mother’s eye
turn to her little boy, for never before had
the joy-speaking eye of Frantz been so
long bent to the earth ; but still the m th
er said no woid, til) at last, a deep sigh
catno from the parted lips of Frantz ;
then his mother laid her hand softly upon
his; yet even that gentle touch started
Frantz, so lost was he in thought j and
when he quickly lifted his face, and saw
the questioning look of his mother, his
pent-up thought burst out at once.
•'Oil, mother! in a week it will be
Cliristmas-day; can I ant have a Christ
tnas tree 1”
The mother’s face looked sad, but only
for a moment ; she knew that the earnest
wish of little Frantz was not likely to be
jealized ; but she knew, too, that it was
best for her boy to learn to bear cheerfully
any crossing of his desires which must be,
and she spoke more soothingly and gently
than usual, as she said—
"And what makes my little Frantz set
Ills heart on that now 1 He has never had
a Christmas-tree before !’’
‘‘Oh, that is it," exclaimed Frantz ; “I
rtcuerhad one. Ever since I was a baby,
mother, I have heard of the good Christ
child, who brings beautiful gifts to others.
Why does he not bring them to me I Am
I worse than the rest, mother I”
"No—no, Frantz so spoke the mo
ther hastily—for in her heart arose a pic
ture of the gentleness, the self-denying
fortitude of her little boy, in the midst ol
trouble ; his patience in sickness, his in
dustry in health, his anxious care to help
her in all his little hands could do. ‘‘No,
no ! my Frantz, it is not that.”
"Well, mother, hut is there any rea
sun ? Oh ! you do not know how 1 have
dreamed and dreamed of a beautiful tree
that l should have this Christmas ; it was
full of golden fruit and lighted tapers, and
under it were gifts fur you, dear mother :
anew Bible, with large print ; and a
purse of money : so that you might not
h ive to work so hard, dear mother ; ami
warm clothes, that woqld never let you
get cold. And oh ! as I came along the
street to-day, and saw the windows stil-
ning with their loads of beautiful toys, and
gifts of all sorts, and saw the boys and
girls running and shouting, and telling
how they would not care for anything else
when the Christmas day was once come,
and they would hare their loaded tree
then, mother, all the dreams I have had,
since l can first remember, came back ;
all you have told me of the good Christ
child and of his love for children ; and 1
half felt, mother, as if 1 was left out, and
not loved among the rest.”
"Dear Frantz,” said the mother, “it
was a sad, sad thought. Do not let it
come into your heart again. Oh ! the
Christ-child is always good—altogether
loving, even when his love is shown in
such ways that we do not clearly see it at
once. Come close to me, Frantz.”
Frantz saw in his mother’s face a look
of such deep tenderness, that his soul
grew ft:!!. He took his own little seat,
and sat close beside her, and leaned his
head against her knee, and the mother
said, gently—
“ The Christ-child has given you beauti
ful gifts, my Frantz; he has given you
life, and a warm, earnest heart ; he has
given you a mother, who loves you so
dearly ; a home to shelter you ; he gives
us the light of day, and all the glorious
things it reveals, and the stiller beauty of
the uight ; and he gives us, more than all,
s hope of heaven, and a knowledge of the
path to it. Are not these great gifts,
Frantz ?”
Frantz lifted his face; he did not speak,
but his eyes were full of tears, and his
mother knew that his heart sard—
'•Yes.”
So she went on :
‘‘These are the gifts we most need to
make us happy ; others may be good for
us, but the Christ-child knows better than
we do what we need." If it were good for
us, he would give us all we wish for ; but
then we might not makes good use of his
gifts, or we might grow proud of them i
or be so wrapped up in the gifts as to for
get the Giver. Ah! my Frantz, let us
only ask for what is best for us to have >
and lie will give it; and only refuses w hat
will hurt us.”
Again little Frantz had bent his head
on his hand, but now it was not sadness
only thought, that was in his face; and he
asked—
" How can we know what is best—what
to ask for V
"If it is not given, think that it is best
withheld, and be patient; if it is given, be
thankful, and use the gift aright. See,
Frantz!”
And the mother arose, and took from
her closet, a small sum of money.
"This,” she continued, "is all 1 have; if
any of this is spent for toys or play, I shall
not have any to buy shoes for you or me.
and by this I know the Christ-child deems
it best for me to bo content whh what is
most necessary, and to give up the plea
sure of buying you beautiful golden fruit
and colored tapers."
"Could I not do without shoes V ’ asked
Frantz. "I would go so many errands
for the old cobbler, that he would mend
my old ones; and Oh !if that would make
it right—”
"And I—should 1 do without blioes ?’»
ashed the mother.
Frantz looked down at the worn-out
shoes site had on, and again his heart was
full.
"Oh ! no, mother you must have shoes.
But Oh! how happy the boys must be
whoso mothers have shoes and can give
them Christmas-trees too!”
Long did Frantz lie awake that night
and ponder over all his mother had said,
and at last a thought sprang into his mind.
It was not wrong to ask the Christ-child
for we wish, if we will only patiently bear
ihe withholding. He would ask for the
tree. But howl His mother had told
him that the Christ-child was ready lo an
swer and always near. Frantz would
wri’e his heart’s wish in a letter, and di
rect it “To the Christ child.”
And early in the fair morning, Frantz
wrote the letter, and when he met his tno.
ther, his face was once more, the gay,
bright face of old ; for in his pocket was
the paper which seemed to him a warrant
of c ming joy, and in his heart was a feel
ing very like certainty that his wish would
be granted; yet he did not speak of it.—
It was his firtt, his glad, darling secret, and
it should be a great surprise to bis mother
So he only looked joyful and kissed lier>
and she laid her hand on his head, and said
how glad she was to see her boy so patient
and cheerful once more.
Fran z did many little acts of kindness
and industry that day, for in his heart was
a fountain of hope and love; and he wish
ed to help every one. But, lively as he
was,he did notjforget to drop his precious
letter in the post office.
When the post master camo to look
over the letters, of course he was much
surprised at this one of Frantz, with so
strange a direction; but in a moment he
saw that it was a child's hand, he opened
the letter. It ran thus:—
“Good Christ-child,
“I am a poor little boy, but I
have good mother, who has taught me ma
ny things about you ; and she has said that
you are kind and good, and love little chil
dren, and delight to give them gifts, so
that they are not hurtful ones. Now my
mother is kind too, and would like to give
me all I want, but she is poor, and when I
asked for a Christmas-tree, she could not
give me one, because she had only money
enough to buy shoes for ud ; so I ask you,
who are kind and rich, to give me one. I
hope lam not a bad boy—l am sure my
mother does not think Ism; and if it is
best for me not to have the tree, 1 will try
to be patient, and hear it as a good b->y
should; but I don’t see what hurt a large
iiibie, or warm clothes, could do my mo
ther; so if 1 may not have the tree, Oh!
please give her those,and I shall be happy.
FRANTZ HOFFMAN.
Pleased with the simple, childish inno
cence of the letter, the post master put it
in his pocket. When he went home, he
found a rich lady there, who had come to
taka tea with his wife; and at the table,
when all assembled, he drew forth the let
ter of little Frantz, and read it al"ud, tell
ing how it had come into his hands, and
Saying how the poor little fellow would
wonder at never getting his tree, nor ever
hearing of his letter again.
“But he may hear of it again'” said the
rich lady, who had listened carefully to
every word. “There is so much goodness
of heart in the poor boy’s love for his mo
ther, that it well deserves to be rewarded.
He may hear of it again.”
So the lady remembered the name of
the boy; indeed, she asked the man to give
her the letter, which he did, and by its aid
she sought and found out where Frantz
lived. From some of the neighbors she
heard how poor they were, and how little
Frantz helped his mother all day chee~-
fully, and was the best boy in all the
neighborhood, and the Mrs. Hoffman had
not now ever the money to buy shoes, for
her landlord had raised her rent, and she
had to give the littlesum laid aside to him.
And the lady thought that it would not
be likely to spoil so good a boy,by a beau
tiful tree ;so she had one brought to her
house, large and full of leaves it was, and
she bought all kinds of beautiful and use
ful things to hang on it, and little rose-col
ored tapers, to he placed amoiig the bran
ches, and on the table, under the tree, were
laid two pairs of shoes one pair for the
mother and one pair for little Frantz,
and a pair of thick blankets, and a large
shawl,and a purse of money, (for the lady
knew that poor Mrs. Hoffman must have
many wants of which she could not know,
and she wanted her to supply them bv
means of the purse,) and best of all, there
was a large Bible.
If Frantz's dream had suddenly turned
into reality, it could not have been more
beautiful.
So day after day went on, and though
Frantz knew’ not the fate of his letter, he
doubted that all would go well. It was
pleasant to see the sunshiny face with
which he greeted every morning, as "one
day nearer Cristmast.” And when at last
Christmas moring came, bright and clear,
there was a leaping, bounding heart in his
bosom, and a light in his blue eyes that
made his mother smile.though she scarcely
knew where their next meal was to come
from. The wheel kept on its whining,
and Fran z sat with his eyes fixed on the
blue sky, as if he almost thought his ei.
pected tree would drop down from it.—
Suddenly a low knock was heard at the
|ow door, and a voice asked
"Is little Frantz Hoffman here!"
Frantz almost flew to the door.
" I am Frantz!” he said.
And the little maiden, who had asked
for h im, told him to come with her, and his
mother must come too.
Soon,very soon was the little party ready
and the maiden led them along gaily to a
handsome liouss, whose door she pushed
open, and they entered in.
How lightly trod Frantz along the wide
passage, as his heart whispered aloud t »
him! At the end stood a door,just ajar,
and as the girl pushed it open, a blaze of
light streamed out, Frantz caught his
mother's hand and drew her forward, ex
claiming,
"It is my tree—my tree!” I knew’ so
well it would by ready’”
And sure enough, there stood the shin
ing tree, all blight with lighted tapers, and
laden with sparking fruit, and on high was
an image of the beautiful Christ-child
holding out his hand and smiling so loving,
ly, and below was written,
” FOR FRANTZ, BECAUSE HE LOVED HIS
MOTHER.”
Washington D. C.
The llai'gaiu,
“What have you theie, husband ?” said
Mrs Courlland to her thrifty and careful
spouse, as the latter paused in the open
do »r to give some directions to a couple
of porters who had just set something on
the pavement in front of the house.
“Just wait a moment, and I’ll tell you.
Here, Henry ! John ! bring it in here,”
the two porters entered with a beautiful
sofa, nearly new.
“Why, that is a beauty, husband. How
kind you ate!”
“It’s second hand you perceive ; but it's
hardly soiled—no one would know ihe
difference."
“It's just as good as new. What did
you give for it ?”
“That is the best part of it. It is a
splendid bargain. Ii didn’t cost a cent
less than two hundred dollars. Now
what do you think 1 got it for ?”
•‘Sixty dollars.”
“Guess again.”
“Fifty l'
“Guess again.”
"Forty-five ?”
“No. Try again.”
“But what did you give for it, dear I”
“Why, only twenty dollars.”
“Well, now, that is a bargain.”
“Ain’t it, though ? It takes me to got
the things cheap.” continued the piudent
Courtland, chuckling with delight.
"Why, how in the world did it go off so
low ?"
“I managed that. It ain’t every one
that understands how to do these things.”
“but how did you manage it, dear I I
should like to know.”
“Why, you see, there were a great ma
ny other things there, and among the rest
some dirty carpets. Before the sale l
pulled over these carpets and threw them
upon the sofa; a good deal of dust fell
from them, and made the sofa look fifty
per cent, worse than it really was. When
the sale was commenced, 'here happened
to be but a few persons there, and I asked
the auctioneer to sell the sofa first, as 1
wanted to go, and would bid for it if it
were sold then. Few persons bid freely
at the opening of a sale.
"What’s bid for this splendid sofa 1” he
began.
"I’ll give you fifteen dollars for it," said
1 ; "it’s not worth more than that, for it’s
dreadfully abused.”
“Fifteen dollars ! fifteen dollars ! only
fifteen dollars for this beautiful sofa !” he
went on ; and a man next to me bid sev
enteen dollars. I let the auctioneer cry
the last bid a few moments, until 1 saw
he was likely t > knock it down.
“ Twenty dollars!” said 1, "and that’s
as much as I’ll go for it.”
"The other bidder was decieved by this
as to the real value of the sofa, for it did
look dreadfully dishgured by the dust and
consequently the sofa was knocked off’ to
tne. ”
"That was admirably done, indeed,”
said Mrs. Courtland with a bland smile of
satisfaction at having obtained the elegant
piece of furniture at so cheap a late. ‘And
it’s so near a match,too, for the sofa in our
front parlor.”
This scene occurred at the residence of
a merchant in this city, who was beginning
to count his fifty thousands. Let us look
on the other side of the picture.
On i he day previous to the sale, a widow
lady, with one daughter,a beautiful and in
teresting gill about seventeen, was seated
on a sofa in a neatly furnished parlor in
Hudson street. The mother 4ield in her
hand a small piece of paper, on which her
eyes were intently fixed; but it could be
readily perch ed that she saw not the char
acters that were written upon it.
"What is to be done, mal”at length ask
ed the daughter.
"Indeed, my child, I cannot tell. The
bill is fifty dollars, and has been due, you
know, for several days. I haven’t got five
dollars and your bill for teaching the Miss
Leonards cannot be presented for two
weeks, and then it will amount to this
sum.”
"Can’t we sell something more, ma?”
suggested the daughter.
"We have sold all our plate and jewel
ry, and now I’m sure I don’t know what
we can dispose of, unless it be something
that we really want.”
“What do you say to selling the sofa,
ma ?”
"Well, I don't know, Florence. It
can’t seem right to part with it. But per
haps we can do without it.”
“It will readily bring fifty dollars, I sup
pose 1”
“Certainly. It is of the best wood and
workmanship, and cost one bundled and
forty dollars. Your lather bought it a
short time before he died, and that is not
more than two years past, you know.”
"1 should think it would bring nearly
one hundred dollars,” said Florence, who
knew nothing of auction sacrifices; ‘and
that would give us enough, besides paying
the quarter’s lent, to keep us comfortably
until some of my bills become due.”
" l hat afternoon, the sofa was sent, and
on i he next afternoon Florence went to
the auctioneer’s to receive the money for
it.
“Have you sold that sofa yet, sir? asked
the lim and girl, in a low, hesitating voice.
•‘What sofa, Miss?”asded the clerk,
looking steadily in her face, with a bold
stare.
“The sofa sent by Mrs. , sir.”
“When was it to have been sold ? ’
“Yeste day, sir,”
“Oh, we hav’nt got the hill made out
yet. Youcancall he day after to-morrow
and we’ l settle it for you.”
“Can’t you settle it to-day. sir? We
want the money, particularly.”
Without replying to the timid girl’s re
quest, the clerk commenced throwing over
the leaves of the account book, and in a
few minutes bad taken out the bill of the
sofa.
“Here it is—eighteen dollars and sixty
cents. See if its right, and then sign this
receipt."
Ain’t you mistaken, sir? It was a beau
tiful sofa, and cost one hundred and forty
dollars.”
“That is all it brought, Miss, I assure
you. Furniture sells very badly now.”
Florence rolled up the bills that were
given her aud returned home with a hea
vy heart.
‘ It only brought eighteen dollars and
sixty cents ran,” she said, throwing the
notes into her mother’s lap, and bursting
into tears.
“Heaven only knows then,what we real
ly shall do,’’ said the widow, clasping her
hands together and loooking upwards.
There are always two parties in the
case of bargains—the gainer and the loser;
and while the one is delighted with the ad
vantage he has obtained, he thinks nothing
of the necessities which have forced the
other party to accept the highest offer.—
But few buyers of bargains think or
care about taking this view of the subject.
The Great Plague in the Four
teenth Century. —A slight sketch of the
history of this awful visitation, compiled
fiom a source upon which we may pretty
confidently rely, will show, by compaii
son.what a trifling matter is magnified in
to a pestilence at the present day. Like
the cholera, this fearful pestilence first ap
peared in the Fast. It broke out in India,
about the year 1348, and thence extend
ed its ravages to the western parts of Asia,
into Egypt, Abyssinia, and the northern
portions of Africa. It proceeded over
Asia Minor, Greece, and the Archipelago,
almost depopulating those regions in its
march. According to numerous writers,
where it was most favorable it spared one
person out of three, or one out of five ;
but where it raged moit violently, scarce
ly one out of fifteen or twenty escaped de
struction. Some countries, partly by the
plague, and partly by earthquakes, which
were awfully frequent at that time, were
left quite desolate. It appears to have
remained five or six months in one place,
and then to have gone in search of fresh
victims. Before invading Christendom,it
swept off 23,800,000 persons throughout
the East, in the course of a single year.—
From Greece the plague passed into Ita
ly. The Venilians, having lost 100,000
souls, almost entirely deserted their city.
At Florence 60,000 persons perished in
one year. France next felt its fury. At
Avignon the mortality was terrible. When
it first broke out there, no fewer than six
ty-six Carmelite friars died before anybo
dy knew how, and it was imagined that
they had murdered one another. Os the
members of the English college, at Avig
non, not one was left alive ; and of the
whole population, not one in five. In one
day 1212 persons perished, and in anoth
er 400. Proceeding northward, the pes
tilence reached Paris, where it swept off
50 000 people. About the same time it
spread into Germany, where 12,400,000
persons became its victims. At Lubeck,
alone, according to the concurring ac
counts of several writers, 90.000 persons
died in one year, and of these 1800 are
reported to have perished in the space of
four hours. About the beginning of Au
gust, 1348, the scourge appeared in Eng
land, spreading every where such destruc
tion, that out of the whole population
hardly one person in ten survived. In the
churchyard of Yarmouth, 7052 people
were buried in one year; and in the city
of Norwich 57,374 died within 6 months.
No general statement of the total a
mount of mortality in London is given ;
but there are details enough to show that
it was terrible beyond description. Thu
pestilence raged violently in Wales and
Scotland; thence, passing into Ireland, it
made great havoc among the English res
idents, but, strange to say, the native Irish
were but little affected.
In 1349, the pestilence entirely ceased
in England ; but the destroying angel
continued his march through other regions
for several years longer—marks of his
presence remaining on record down to the
year 1362.
One of the most deplorable effects re
sulting from this visitation, fell upon the
heads of that unfortunate race—the Jews.
A belief was prevalent in several coun
tries, that they bad caused the pestilence
bj poisoning the wells and fountains ; and
in many places they were massacred in
thousands by the enraged populace.—
Twelve thousand of them were murdered
in the single city of Menlz ; and in other
parts of Germany they were literally ex
terminated.
No similar visitation has since afflicted
the world ; nor does its earlier history
afford any instance of a calamity, of the
same nature, equally wide spread or de
stnsctive. Indeed, in almost every other
memorable instance of die plague, it has
been limited to a particular district, or
even to a particular city
Letter from Smith O'Brien—A copy of
the following leter has beeen received at the
Colonial Office from Mr. Smith O'Brien:
“Darlington Probation Station, Maria Island.
Van Dikm an's Land, Feb. 28, 1850.
“ My Dear Porter : I would have written to
you sooner isl had had anything agreeable to
communicate, hut I have been unwilling to
grieve you that your worst anticipations w ith
respect to the sort of treatment which I might
possibly experience in this colony have been re
alized. During a period of about two months I
suffered as much as the inhumanity of the Gov
ernor of this colony, Sir William Denison, aid
ed hy the Controller-General, Dr. Hampton,
could inflict. My health at length began to
give way so rapidly nnder the solitary confine
ment to which during this period, I was consign
ed, that the doctor of the station became serious
ly alarmed, and liis representations produced
such a relaxation of the restriction of the regu
lations under w hich I was placed as has had the
effect of restoring nty strength. I shall abstain
from distressing you with a detailed narrative
of my experience of the magnanimity of British
functionaries as illustrated by my trealmenr in
thisisland. I shall rather impress you with a
persuasion—happily well founded that 1 bear,
with wonderful cheerfulness, all the privations
to which I am subject. Every other source of
suffering appear to be so insignificant compared
with that of separation from my family that I
reconcile myself to the minor vexationsincident
al to my position as to matters of comparative in
difference Yet, though I could terminate the
pains of this separation by allowing Mrs.O'Brien
ro come to Van Dieman’s Land, 1 feel more
strongly than ever that it would be the greatest
injustice to my children to bring them to a coun
try the present condition of which I will not
trust myself to describe. 1, therefore, can see
no definite termination to the calamities of my
lot except that which you and other friends took
so much pains to avert, the deliverance which
will be effected by death ; and I confess that I
deliberately think that my death would be more
advantageous to my children than that they
should follow me to this colony.
I am afraid that some of my fellow exiles,
though enjoying the‘comparative liberty' which
a ticket of leave confers,find their lot little more
envisble than mine, snd the more I reflect upon
the circumstance of their position the more do I
rejoice that I have kept myself unfettered by any
engagement, even though my resolution in this
regard very nearly cost me my life. Considered
aa a prison, Maria Island is as little objections
ble as any spot that could bo chosen. The
scenery is very picturesque, and the local offi
cers have been ea kind aa they could venture
to be under the inhuman regulations laid down
for their guidance by the Controller General
lam therefore rather sorry to learn that this
station will soon ha broken up. Upon the abnn
dnnment of this station I shall probably be re
moved to Port Arthur—n change which will, I
fear, be productive of neither benefit nor sit s
faetion to me. IVM 8. O’BRIEN ”
MACON, G A
SATURDAY MORNING, I>ECKMBER~i7'
Ala. Hughes’ Communication.— \V B Wefß
pleased to notice, in the lust Telegraph, a com.
m imitation from Mr. Willis H. Hughes i 0
reply lo the gross insinuations and malicious
misrepresentations ofthe individual who wrote
an article in the Journal & Messenger of the
4th inst., over the signature of “Justice
Our limits will not permit us to publish this
defence of Mr. Hughes, and therefore we refer
to the Telegraph for it. We can only say, j n
giving our opiuion of its merits, that the argu.
me nt of Mr. Hughes is unanswerable, and casts
in the teeth ofthe writer of the article alluded to,
facts which no ntan of tenacious feeling would
like to receive.
De Bow's Revi ew.— The December number
of this excellent work has been received, which
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of men prominent in the South in the various
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the present number. A literary department has
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December number contains the following, viz •
Bryant's Poems; Mississippi Valley; Pacific
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Department.
The State Convention. —This body was
organized at Milledgeville on Tuesday last, by
the appointment of Charles Spalding ns Pres
ident, W. B. Wofeord and A. J. Miller
Vice Presidents, and R. 8. Lanier Secretary
The following Committee was appointed to
present Resolutions for the consideration ol the
Convention, viz :
Middle District. —Jenkins, Law-ton, Flournoy.
Eastern —Bartow, Couper, Smith
Southern. —Blackshear, Geo. Wilcox, Gatlin.
South-Western —Crawford, Taylor, Irvine.
Chattahooehie. —McDnugald, Clarke, Bevins.
Coweta. — E. G. Hill, Murphy, Slaughter.
Chervhte. —Tumlin, Lawhou, Chastain of Gil
mer.
Western —Hull, Hill, Knox.
Northern. —Gilmer, Baxter, Long.
Ocamvlgee. — Kennon, Sanford, Meriwether.
Flint. —King, Williamson, Collins.
The above Committee reported the following
Resolutions accompanied by a long Preamble,
which were finally adopted on Saturday evening
at 7 o'clock, by yeas 237, nays 19—when the
Convention adjourned, sine die.
To the end, therefore, that the position of this
State may be clearly apprehended by her con
federates of the South and ofthe North, and that
she may he blameless of all future con.-e<)iiences :
Be it Resolved by the People of ■ eorgia in
Convention assembled, Fiist, That we ho and the
American Union, secondary in impoitanre only
to lie rights and principles it was designed lo
perpetuate Ttiat past associations, present frui
tion, and future prospects, will hind us In it 10
long as it continues to he the safeguard of these
rights and principles.
Secondly, That if the thirteen original parlies
to the contract, bordering the Atlantic in a nur.
row belt, while their separate interests were in
embryo, their peculiar tendencies sesreely tie
veloped, their revolutionary trials and triumphs
still green in memory, found Union impo-sible
without Compromise, the thirty one of ilns day
may well yield somewhat, in the conflict of
opinion and policy, to preserve that Union which
lias extended thesway of republican government
over a vast wilderness, to another ocean, and
propnrtionably ad\anced their civilization and
national greatness.
Thirdly. That in this spirit, the State of
Georgia has maturely considered the action of
Congress embracing a series of menaces for the
admission of California into the Union, the or
ganization of territorial Governments fur I'talv
and New Mexico, lhe establishment ofa bounda
ry between the latter and the State of Texas, th'
suppression of the slave trade hi the District of
Columbia, and ’h'- extradition offugitivo slam,
and (conmc'ed with them) the rejection of pro
positions to exclude slavery from the Mexican
territories ad to abolish it in the District ol
Colombia; and whilst she does not wl oily ap
prove, will abide by it as a permanent adjustment
of this sectional controversy.
Fourthly. That the State of Georgia, in the
judgment of this Convention, will and ought to
resist, even (as a last resort,) to a disruption 1,1
every tio which binds her to the Union, any
action of Congress upon the subject ol'slavrry m
the District of Columbia, or in any places
subject to the jurisdiction of Congress, incompau
blc with tho safety, domestic tranquility, d |e
rights and the honor of the slaveliolding Slates—
or any act suppressing the slave trade between
the slavcholdnig States—or any refusal to admit
as a Slate any Territory hereafter applying,
because of the existence of slavery therein— or
any act prohibiting the introduction of slaves
into the Territories of Utah and New Mexice—
or any act repealing or materially modifyingm*
laws now in force for the recovery of Fugitiv®
slnvps.
Fifthly, that it is the deliberate opinionnftl ,| i
Convention, that upon the faithful execution 0
the Fugitive Slave Bill by the proper autherine*
depends the preservation of our much
Union.
Latest from Europe. —The America
arrived with Liverpool dates to the3oth
Brown it Shipley’s Circular reports a depu' ~f
Cotton market throughout the week.atade''^I’* 1 ’*
of | a Id. Fair Uplands, 7| ; Fair .MobilWiI'’ 1 '’
Fair Orleans, 7jd. Middling 7| a ~|d.
gales of the week amount to 20,000 bales-
Advices from Havre to the 28th, rep” rl
Cotton market dull, but prices unchanged
Provisions are dull. Coffee is heavy if
pool, and in London previous prices were *
mintained. Sugarisin limited demand *
ded'no- , e , to n
A telegraphic despatch to the Lh«
Courier, dated New York, Dec. 13, '*>’ ' ||(lt
vices received from Boston this morning'
that intelligence from Europe by the
one day later than before published, ° nn " |fft)
that Continental Affairs wore a w . ar ''*i® It
snd open hostilities appeared inev l
was asserted that the Austrian „ c | i#
demanded the evacuation of He**®
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