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OFFICE on Mullierry Street, East of the Floyd House and near the
Market.
rnfro oimm I €a r hi.
WEL LA M & BEL L,
Attorneys at Law and General Land Agents,
Atlanta, .(la.,
Will practice in DeKulh and adjoining counties: and in
tlie Supreme Court at Decatur.—Will also visit any part of
the country for the settlement of claims, £c. without suit,
jy Bounty L\nii Claims prosecuted with despatch.
Office on White Hall .St., over Dr. Denny's D. jg Store.
A. R. KJ'I.L VM. M. A. BELL.
S. & R. P. HALL,
Attorneys at Lair,
Macon, Georgia.
PRACTICE in Bibb, Crawford, Houston. Epson, Monroe, Macon,
Dooly. T\viggs..lotn's and Pike counties; and in the Supreme
Court at Macon. Decatur,Talbotton and Americas.
Oromen over *eoTT, Cakuart S i Co.’s Store.
April 4, 1850. - —ly
Win. K. (leGRAFFENREID,
Attorney & Counsellor at Law..
MACON, GA.
OFFICE MIXBJtitW'STI.ET. NEARLY OPPOS4TE WASHINGTON
HALL.
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ATTORNEY AT LAW,
SAVANNAH, GE<)RGIA.
June 2Fth. Vf.Mi. D — ly
p. G. ARRINGTON,
Attorney at Law and Kotary Public,
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Depositions taken, Accounts probated, Deeds and Mort
gages drawn, and all documents and instruments of writing
prepared and authenticated for use and record, in any of the
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Residence on Walnut street, near the African church.
TT Public Office adjoining Dr. M. S. Thomson’s Botan
ic Store—opposite Floyd House.
Macon, June 28, 185 G 14 —ly
REMEMBER!
WH.F.N in your extremity that Dr. /I. S. THOMSON is
still in Macon, Groprg’i 5 ’, and when written to, sends
Medicine by mail to any part of the country.
Dant give up all hope without consulting him.
June 7,1850 - 11—ts
€ lji v -pLuf a Comer, j
The Press Gang—An Original Ballad, (
’Twas on a lonesome winter’s night, l
The pelting storm w ithout did rattle, l
When near the fire, sat Abner Park,
Reading Trafalgar's blood stained battle.
\ /
’Tis strange, quoth Abner, as he read,
That men should fight, and kill for hire,
Should, undismayed, meet wounds and death,
And all war’s horrors, dread and dire.
He listened to the pelting rain,
The wind's loud bellowing ’cross the moor;
But hark, there's voices ’bove the storm, !
And footsteps now approach the door.
But now the door is open burst, \
The lightning's flash, expose to view
A band of Tars, as in they rushed :
One bellows out, we’ve come for you.
lienee! get you gone, young Abner cried,
Nor one step foward dare to stir,
Or, by him that rules the roaring tide,
Your purpose I will soon deter.
But now a ball whizzed ’cross the room
And dyes his locks with purple gore;
Aghast he stands, nor sheds a tear,
They seize, they drag him to the shore.
Poor Abner was a village swain,
And long had loved a village lass:
And oft times o’er the shady plain
They’d lightly trip across the grass.
The day was fixed, on Sunday morn,
When Abner would have called her bride;
Ah! would that 1 had ne’er been born,
Poor Abner in his sorrow cried.
But now by ruffians dragged on board,
The gallant vessel spread her sails \
But yet amongst that motley horde,
Nought, nought was heard, but sighs and wails, i
From those who furced from children, wives, /
Compelled across the seas to roam, I
Who now were made to risk their lives,
No more, perhaps, to see their home.
But now the pipe, was echoed near and far,
M hicli called to quarters every hardy tar ;
Each took their station, and there were not a few
W hose cheeks were wet with tearful pearly dew.
All were called aft, the Captain cries, draw near,
Say which amongst the pressed will volunteer ?
Poor Abner answered, with a manly air,
W e're all free-born, Sir, why are we brought here?
Seize! Hold that villian, bare the rebel’s back,
W ho dares thus speak upon my quarter deck,
“W ith echoing lashes, make the vessel ring,
And let him know, that here, I reign as king!
They seine and bind poor Abner to the gun,
And soon the murderous punishment's begun 5
The brutal wreteh with folded arms stands by
Laughs at his vvrithings, mocks his agony.
The phrensied look, the upturned quivering eye,
L lashed the keen pangs of inward agony ; ‘
But oh, my pen, must thou the tale impart,
Poor Abner’s life's blood circled from his heart.
r llio word was given, the punishment was stopped,
Poor Abner loosed, but on the deck he dropped:
W liilst his life’s blood was oozing from him fust,
lie tried to apeak, and these words were his last:
Farewell to home! Oh Rosa, fare thee well!
Take, take my blessing. Os my murder tell;
A purple hue his cheeks now ov’rspread,
They raised him up, but Abner’s soul had fled.
Poor Rosa soon the dreadful news did hear, [fair;
Pale grew those cheeks, which once had bloomed so
Oh, have they, she cried, slain my beloved,
The youth whose actions Heaven itself approved.
Then farewell life, my heart is broke, she cried,
1 come, l come, she knelt, she gasped, she died;
Another victim to that iron rule,
Administered on ship board by knave and fool.
In the church yard, her grave can now be seen,
A yew tree shades it, its o’ergrown with green ;
Let's draw a veil o’er acts as black as night,
Such awful scenes, though legal, can ne’er be right.
SAILOR.
The Fate of Nations Dependent on Mothers,
The destiny of a! nation is shaped by its charac
ter; and that character, aggregate character of all
its individual citizens, will ever be found to be
moulded chiefly by maternal hands. Each mother
may seem to do very little towards sucti a result;
but tlie millions of mothers in a whole country must
with inevitable certainty, leave their ow n ijnpres up
on its general character and \
I remember hearing, more than ten years ago, ad
anecdote quite in point, which strongly impressed
this truth ou my mind. We all know too well the
cornpari, lively ill success of tlie republics at the south
of us. Fronj one of these republics in the northern
part of South, America, a gentleman of high social &
political standing there, a sagacious statesman, and a
thoughtful, anxious patriot, who mourned over the
bad results io f the experiment made by his own
country in the work of self-government, came to
ours, tor tjm purpose of leisurely examining our
institutions/and of ascertaining, if possible, the true
secret of if heir success, and of our great national
prosperity.!
My informant reported to me tlie result of this
gentleman’s observation in two cases.* lie attended
one of oiur military musters, and on witnessing the
general s]j>irit of the scene as indicative of a passion
for arms,/and especially the eager, enthusiastic inter
est of tli/e young in the passing pageantry he turn
ed to hjs companion, and very emphatically said,
‘That, sih will ruin you. It is the passion of the peo
ple for Mar, and their reliance on the sword to carry
their paints* which has been our bane and ruin in
Soutly America; and, unless you check it in season,
it wiM prove your ruin too.’ He knew not the coun
teracting influences silently at w'ork through the
lan/d; but he soon had an opportunity to catch a
parsing glimpse of them.
/This accomplished stranger, a Roman Catholic
msited New Haven, Conn., and was present at an
tlvening party, where were gathered the elite gentle
jneu and ladies, of that well known centre of learn
ing and social refinement. There was nothing in
Ahe appearance of the men to excite surprise or spe
cial attention, for he had seen others of similar accom
plishments ; but the character of the women, the po
sition they held in society, and the influence they
w'ere so obviously qualified and permitted to exert
struck him with such admiration and delight that on
retiring from the scene, he exclaimed, ‘l’ve found it
now. I have ascertained the secret of your success
in self-government, prosperity, and greatness as are
public. You owe it to your women. I never saw
the like before. Such Mothers must, and no others
can, make a nation like yours. Give us, in South
America, such women for mothers, and we should,
ere long, follow hard after you in the race of nation
al prosperity and happiness.’
Well did Napoleon say to Madame de Stael.—
‘France wants mothers.” Yes, every land, the whole
world‘wants mothers;’ mothers of the right charac
ter and influence. Liberty, religion, almost every
thing depend, under God, very much on what they
are, and what they do. Our world can be neither
redeemed, nor reformed, nor saved from ruin, witb
-1 out mothers, good mothers; and every improvement
in their character is one of the surest possible guar
antees for the general iinj rovement and welfare of
our race, through all coming time. — Rev. George C.
I Beckwith.
Born to Fortune.
llow many of us grieve that such was not our
auspicious advent in the world. “If I had on
ly inherited such a fortune, how much good
I would have done with it! how I would have
enjoyed life!” Perhaps so; but none of us
can* be very certain on this point. Riches hard
en and corrupt tlie heart. Men are too often good
only for their own welfare; and wealth would otten
divest them of their motive for a proper course ot
[ life.
\Yc were yesterday in conversation with an elder
ly gentleman who has lived a good life, and is reap
ing its just reward. Another who looked older than
jour friend, approached us; he was a miserable look
ling object, bent down, aud in rags. He appeared
grateful for the recognition received, and we think
he received aid from the hand of our friend, who re
marked as the poor fellow passed on, that ho had
known him long. “ When I was a boy,” said he, “I
played truant once, and went with othi& fads to the
race course. That man was then a youth. He was
“Jnbcpcnitcnt in all tljincjs—Neutral in Nollftttg.”
MACON, GEORGIA, SATURDAY MORNING, JANUARY 18, 1851.
richly dressed, and seated upon a fine and handsome
caparisoned horse, while behind him stood his ser
vant in livery, who, with his hand to his hat, endea
vored to anticipate every wish of his young master,
and occasionally held his horse when the young
gentleman entered a bootli to venture his money up
on the games of chance that were conducted there,
ihe rest of us envied him, and thought how happy
we should be were we only in his position, lie is
now grateful for a sign of recognition from me.”
Docs the reader know of no such instance as this?
Does lie not see around him men who were once far
above in their condition in this life? Has he not
looked upon the graves of many poor fallen crea
tures who in childhood he envied ? And yet how
many who have it in their power to educate aright,
intellectually and religiously, the children of their
love, are neglecting this, and seeking only to render
them rich enough to excite the admiration or the
envy ot their companions in the journey of life !
[Phildelphia Ledger.
Too M illing by half.
CAUSE OF JOHN SMITH’S RETIREMENT.
Many of our readers will recognise the point of
the following joke, which we heard related ‘long time
ago,’ but which we never saw in print. It is a‘good
’un ’ and will bear re-telling.
M heu Gen. Jackson was President of the United
States, he was tormented day after day by importu
nate visitors (as the Chief Magistrates of this great
country are) whom he did not care to see—and in
consequence, he gave strict directions to his messen
ger at the door to admit only certain persons, on a
particular day, when lie was more busy with state
affairs than usual.
In spite ot this peremptory order, however, the at
tendant bolted into bis apartment, during the fore
noon, and informed the General that a person was
outside who claimed to see him orders or no orders.
‘By the eternal!’ exclaimed tlie old man, ner
vously, ‘ I won’t submit to this annoyance. Who is
it r
‘Don’t know, sir.’
‘Don't know? What’s his name?’
‘ ills name ? Beg pardon, sir, it’s a woman.’
4 A woman ! Show her in, James, show her in,’
said the President, wiping his face; and the next
moment there entered the General’s apartment, a
neatly clad female of past the ‘ middle age,’ who ad
vanced courteously towards the old man, and ac
cepted the chair he proffered her.
‘Be seated madam,’ he said.
‘ Thank you,’ responded the lady, throwing aside
her veil, and revealing a handsome face to her en
tertainer.
‘ My mission hither, to-day, General, continued
the fair speaker, ‘is a novel one, and you cannot aid
me, perhaps.’
■ ‘ F& ouid 1 .aicrui, \ .l m A
‘ You are very kind, sir. 1 am apoor.wou.au/
General— ’ 5
‘ Poverty is no crime, madam.’ *
‘No, sir. ‘ But I have a little family te care for—l
am a widow, sir; and a clerk employed in one of the
departments of your administration is indebted to
me for board to a considerable amount, which 1 can
not collect. I need the money sadly, and I come to
ask if a portion of his pay cannot be stopped from
to time, until this claim of mine—an honest one,
General, of which lie had the full value —shall be
cancelled.”
‘ I really, Madam, that is, I have no control in
that way —how much is the bill?’
‘ Seventy dollars, sir, here it is.’
‘ Exactly; I see. And his salary, Madam ?’
‘ It is said to be $1,200 a year.’
‘And not pay his board bill?’
‘As you see, sir—this has been standing five
months, unpaid. Three days lienee, he will draw
his monthly pay; and I thought if you would be
kind enough to ’
4 Yes, I have it. Go to him again, and get his
note at thirty days.’
‘llis note, sir ! It wouldn’t be worth the paper
on which it was written, he pays no one a dollar
voluntarily.’
‘But he will give you his note, will he not, Mad
am ?’
‘ Oh, yes—he would be glad to have a respite in
that way for a month, no doubt.’
‘ That’s right, then. Go to him obtain his note, at
thirty days from to-day, give him a receipt in full,
and come to me this evening.’
The lady departed, called upon the youg lark,
dunned him for tlie amount—at which he only smil
ed —and finally asked him to give her his note for it.
‘To he sure,’ said he, ‘give a note —sart’n. And
much good may it do you, muin.’
‘You’ll pay it when it falls due, won’t you, sir—
thirty days hence.’
‘O, yes —sart’n, of course I will; I always pay my
notes, mum, I do!’ and as the lady departed, the
knowing gent believed he had accomplished a very
neat trick, once more.
‘ I wonder what the deuce she’ll do with that note?
Gad! I’d like to settle some of the other accounts in
the same way. Hope she’ll have a good time get
ting the money on that bit of paper. John Smith
is rather too well known for that ?’ And he turned
with a chuckle, to his book again.
Tlie poor boarding house-keeper called again up
on tlie General a few hours afterwards.
‘Did you get the note, Madam?’
‘ Yes, sir—here it is.’
The President quickly turned it over, and with a
dash of his pen, wrote the name of Andrew Jackson
upon the back of it.
‘Take this to tlie bank to-morrow morning, Mad
am, and you can get the money for it,’ lie said hur
riedly.
The lady acted accordingly, and found no difficul
ty in obtaining the cash for it Tit sight.
A week before that month’s termination, Mr. John
Smith received a notice to the following effect:
Bank of ’Washington, , 1832.
Sir: Your note for seventy dollars, is due on the
2*7th inst., at this Bank, and you are requested to
call .and pay the same.
‘ Ha, ha!’ screamed John, upon reading this brief
note. ‘A capital joke that. Can’t come it mum—
can’t no how. Scarecrow-—left for collection—l un
derstand—won’t do—no go!’ And John very soon
forgot it.
But pay day came round again—and John took
his monthly stipend once more, SIOO, from the cash
ier of the department, as usual. As he passed down
the Avenue, the unpaid board bill suddenly entered
his head.
‘Who the deuce, now, lias been fool enough to
help the old ’oornan in this business, I wonder ?’
said John to himself. 4 ‘ Gad ! I’ll go and see. It’s
all a hum, I know ; but I’d like to know if she has
really fooled anybody with that bit o’ paperand
entering the bank, he asked for the note ‘left there
for collection against him.’
‘ It was discounted,’ said the teller.’
‘Discounted! who, who in this world will dis
count my note ?’ asked John, amazed.
‘ Anybody, with such a backer as you have got
on this.’
‘ Backer! Me— backer, who ?’
‘Here’s your note; you can see,’ said the teller,
handing him the document—on which John instant
ly recognized the bold signature of the then I’resi
dent'of the United States!
i^<-Sokl —by Moses !’ exclaimed John, drawing forth
Hhe money with a hysteric gasp—for he saw through
the management at a glance.
The note was paid, of course, and justice was a
warded to the spendthrift, at once.
On the next morning he found upon his desk a
note which contained the following entertaining bit
of personal intelligence:
‘ To John Smith, Esq.:
Sir: A change having been made in your office, I
am directed by the President to inform you, your
services will no longer be required by this depart
ment.’ Yours,
John Smith retired to private life, at once, and
thenceforward found it convenient to live on a much
smaller yearly allowance than twelve hundred a
year!
Female Colleges.
In the Georgia Female College, the first class is
called the “Freshman ” and the second tlie “So
phomore.” How a young lady can possibly be a
fresh man, and what gallantry there is in calling one
of the divine sex a wise fool, which is the meaning
of the word Sophomore, we leave to the learned pro
fessors of the Georgia College to explain.
The third class is called the “Junior,” which term
is very well, as it includes the idea of youth, a charge
acceptable to a lady at every age, but the last class
is the worst of all. This is the “ Senior.” Spirit of
chivalry ! what an insult to tlie sex, to apply a term
indicative, though it be only comparatively, of age
and experience. Know ungallant professors that all
ladies, up a “certain age,” are of the same age and
that there cannot possibly, by the very constitution
of the sex, be any seniority among them.
Now, if we were about to organize a Female Col
lege, and to divide the pupils according to academic
usage into four classes, we think we would adopt a
different nomenclature.
Our first class, which would in a great measure
consist of those romping rosy cheeked eaters of
bread and butter who were Byron’s aversion, should
J>c the class ke “ Cherubs .”
Our secutifl class, who would have possibly got
tli- V-yv’-gml button, but bad not given up
‘'• >•m]. i: l e the “Hoydens.” ,
Ou. third class, xSLo would of course be advanc
ed far beyond the rugion of girldom, and be begin
ning to know anofluse their charms, should be the
An ffeh” _
But for our fourth and highest class, the budders
into lovely womanhood, we should go to the very
top of tlie angelical hierarchy and stylo them “ Sc
raphsA
And thus it is that we would form our Female
College. But as we never expect to be called upon
to organize such an institution, we can only propose
our plan to the respectable gentlemen, who are the
trustees of such delightful seminaries.
[Charleston Sun.
Marriage trade in France.
There are few of our readers who are not aware
that there are in Paris, a number of offices in which
forlorn Benedicks and fair dames in a state of sin
gle blessedness, may for a consideration have them
selves duly provided with partners for life ; few, per
haps will believe that people of respectable position
in society, and even of rank, have recourse to these
matrimonial agencies. Such however is the fact,
and you will see it proved by the report of a case in
the newspapers, in which M. Foy, the great marriage
broker is represented as having got judgment from
a law court against a dishonest client, for £4OO, for
having negotiated the marriage of the niece of a
marquis.
The marriage brokers, and this man Foy espe
cially are accustomed to advertise their establish
ment day after day, in the newspapers; and their
calling is as perfectly recognized by the authorities,
as that of an upholsterer, a coal dealer, a lawyer, or
a physician. Does not this reveal a curious state of
society \
“M. Foy, there’s a guinea; I want to be married;
the girl must be handsome, young, respectable, and
have money.”
“My dear sir,” says Foy, “you have just called in
the nick of time; Baron Bingo de Binko sent for me
yesterday to marry his daughter. Go to her—there
is the address—my fee S2OO.
The bearer presents himself to the Baron states
his business —describes his position —and is accept
ed. The baron then rings for his daughter.
“My dear,” says he, “this Baron Bingo de Binko,
whose ancestors distinguished themselves in the Cru
sades, and having been ruined by the Revolution,
their descendants took to making candles, and
have amassed money, you will marry him my dear.”
“Very well, pa,”says the damsel.
“Oh, joyful day,” cries the baron, and he kissed
the tips of the lady’s fingers. “ When shall the cer
emony be ?” says he.
“ Oh, not too soon,” replies the young lady, with a
modest blush; “ not before the day alter to-morrow,
decidedly !”
“Be it so, idol of my heart,” cries the baron, and
he hurries off to order dresses, prepare deeds, and
bring the ring. At the day after to-morrow the
thing is done. That, Isay, is the wav in which mar
riages are concocted; and I ask, can anything be
more charmingly expeditious ? No love-making, no
heart-breaking, no weeping, no difficulties, every
thing is as simple and easy as the buying of a pairot
gloves! Nor is it only the advertising and broker
like Foy Cos., wdio make it a business to negotiate
marriages; in private society, also, there are a set of
people, male and female, who devote themselves to
the same branch of industry, not from any abstract
enthusiasm for the marriage state, or desire to pro
mote the happiness of the unwedded, but to put
money in their purses. In fact, marriage in France
is a thing of a mere barter and trade, just as much
as buying horses or treacle in England. Even the
marriages which are effected without the instrumen
tality of a broker, or a quasi-broker, are so; money
convenience—fire the only things thought of on ei
ther side. And with such hot haste are weddings
sometimes patched up, that it is a positive tact that
bride and bridegroom at the altar scarcely know each
other. I, myself am acquainted with a married la-
dy who swears that when she went to to church on
her wedding day, she knew so little of lier destined
husband, that if she had been directed to pick
him out from a half dozen men, she could not have
doue so! et there are people who are astonished
that in France there is so much immorality in vved
ded life! They should rather be surprised that with
such an abominable system, morality is to be found
at all.
Curious, if So.
A young lady who writes a very exemplary hand,
has sent us extracts from her ‘Journal’ expressive of
her feelings on various subjects. She writes well,
though there is only one of the extracts for which
we can, at present, make room. To those who can
only* be givers of happiness, authentic experience,
communicated by r the receivers, is naturally interest
ing; and we therefore have great pleasure in laying
before the ‘squeezers,’ among our readers, the fol
lowing confession as to the emotions of the ‘jsqueez
ed?
* * % * * *
December, 7.—What an immense difference it
makes who squeezes one’s hand ! A lady may twine
her arm around your waist, press a kiss on your brow,
or, holding your hand in hers, toy* with your fingers
to her heart’s content, but you are perfectly calm
and collected, and experience no unusual sensations,
either disagreeable or otherwise. Perchance a gen
tleman whom you dislike, or feel but slightly ac
quainted with, ventures to press your hand ; you
snatch it quickly away, the indignant blood mounts
to your forehead, and, with flashing eyes, you won
der ‘how the impertinent fellow dares to do such a
thing!’ Rather an antiquated specimen of human
ity squeezes your hand; you feel mortified for your
self and him, mortified that a man of his years should
make such a fool of himself, that he should think you
can really like such nonsense, and, above all, that he
believes it possible that you can like him, vexed at
what he had done, and determined that an opportu
nityshall never be afforded him of doing so again.
You place your hand confidingly in that of an ac
cepted, acknowledged lover; you are not excited or
confused, you have ceased blushing continually in
his presence, you experience a feeling of quiet hap
piness, a ‘little heavcn-upon-carth sort of feeling,’
you are perfectly contented with everything in this
terrestrial world, especially your lover and yourself;
and yet, withal, it is a foolish feeling, as you sit with
his arm twined around you —that manly arm in
which is to guard and support you through life, a
soft, rosy, happy tint suffuses your face, as your
hand is clasped in his, ah, it is a blissful, foolish feel
ing? But let someone w hom you like .very much,
not an accepted lover, but one who may, perhaps, be
one, one of these days, gently enclose your hand in
his own; what a strange, wild, joyful, painful feel
ing thrills through you ! The hot blood leaps, danc
ing, tumbling through your veins,pushes to your
temples, tingles at your ringers’-ends! your heart goes
bump, bump, surely, you think, he must hear it
throbbing! for the life of you, you cannot speak.
After letting your hand remain in his just long e
nough to show you’re not offended, you gently w ith
drawit; but perchance if it is taken again, after a
faint ‘don’.t do so,’ which is answered with a still clos
er pressure, with downcast eyes and blushing cheek,
you let the little hand, this first bright earnest of
other things to come, thrilling and burning with this
new ecstatic emotion, remain all tremblingly in its
resting-place.— lfome Journal.
Autumnal Thoughts.— The Falling Lcnf —A
few days since, says the New York Journal of Com
merce, we were startled at hearing of the death of a
little, boy, son of our friend, whose face lias been like
a gleam of happiness wherever he w audered. lie
was, verily, a noble boy, gifted with pre-eminent
beauty, having especially a high forehead, lit, not
shaded, by the golden hair which hung luxuriantly
around it. With the first day of Autumn he died.
There is anew cemetery in King’s county, near
Williamsburg, called the Evergreens, which, as
now laid out, presents one of the pleasantest resorts
in the neighborhood of the city. In these grounds
the boy had been accustomed to ride, and, not unfro
quently, asked his father to take him out to the ce
metery. He has gone there now to rest under the
trees.
As we stood by his grave, a single leaf, premature
ly withered, came from a tree at a distance anil fell
on the mound. It was the first falling leaf of au
tumn, and tlie precursor of desolation to tlie forest.
The first thought was that the leaf w as like the boy,
fallen too soon ; but the next was that the leaf was
an incident of earth and time, while lie was away be
yond all succession of autumn and winter, beyond
all these scenes marked by decay, and dotted here
and there with grave mounds, in a land of everlast
ing spring-time. To use the words of a friend (who
speaks of himself,) he has learned ‘how pleasant it
is to lie down and rest forever; to shudder no more at
the slow coming on of disease; to toss no more all
the long night only to find the morning more deso
late.
‘Forevor and forever with those just souls and true!
Then what is life that we should moan, why make
we such ado?’
A Beautiful Flower. —A friend presented us a
day or two,since with a curiosity in the shape of a
flower, which we think is one of the greatest won
ders of the floral kingdom we have ever seen. It is
about the size of a walnut, perfectly white, with tine
leaves resembling very much indeed the wax plant.
Upon the blooming of the flower, in cup formed by
the leaves is the exact image of a dove lying on its
back, with its wings extended. The beak of tlie bill
and the eyes are plainly to be seen, and a small leaf,
before the flower arrives at maturity, forms the out
spread tail. This leaf can be raised or shut down
with the fingers without breaking or apparently in
juring it, until the flower reaches its full bloom, w hen
it drops off. \Ye regret our inability to give a tech
nical description of this curiosity at this time, but
hope to do so shortly, as one has been promised us
by a jiierson every way qualified to write it — Pa
nama Star.
It is said that Capt. Erricson is engaged in produc
ing a steam carriage for use upon plank roails, bv
w hich immense loads may be transported at a good
speed, with a small cost. Fitteen years ago, many
attempts were made in England to produce a steam
carriage suitable to use upon common roads, but no
experiment resulted profitably. Either the expense
of the power, or the softness of the roads prevented
the practical introduction of the machines, though
many successful steam journies were performed. —
There seems to be no good reason, why .steam power
cannot be successfully used on our plank roads; and
wp have no dgubt it soon will he.
Phenomena of 1 >efective Vision. —One of the
earliest evidences of old age is defective sight, and
the opinions hitherto held respecting ’he causes of
this have been various. A letter has appeared iu
the London, Edinburgh and Philosophical Magazine,
from a Mr. li. T. Cranmore, England respecting a
discovery made by him, which will appear singular to
many,because the flattening of the corn, a has hith
erto been held to be the cause of loss of vision, dr this
is the reason why convex glasses are employed to
restore it, and we believe this is the principle upon
which Professor Bronson acts to restore sight—but
Mr. Cranmore, who has been defective in vision,
states that lie took a card and made tw o fine holes,
exactly iu the position of the centres of the pupils
of his eves, and he found that he saw the true image
as correctly as he ever did in his life; to use his
own expression, it supplied the place of a pair of
spectacles.
By making the pin holes larger or smaller, the fis
cal distance was increased or diminished proportion
ally. In sunshine he can read at the natural focal
distance, but with faint light there is the common
confusion of letters. A flattening of the cornea won’t
explain this; he thinks the cause to be‘some want
of contractility engendered in old age in the iris.’
There is one curious fact which he has observed, viz:
that fine w ire-gauze, of l-f>o of an inch in diameter,
in meshes, enables him when worn close to the eye,
to read small print with great facility, at the dis
tance of six inches, and when the meshes are still
closer, lie can see the most minute objects with re
markable distinctness. This is something for our
optical instrument makers.
There is an independent citizen in Vermont, who sprits
sheep and oxen thus : Cheep and Ockson. Tins is the
same individual who in a public place remarked:—“As for
having orthography and other sieh high branches taught in
a common school, he went agin it.” lie is no relation to
the boy, the first line of w hose school essay was, “ £Jyca
tion is the best thing ever a man got himself into !”
A disappointed old bachelor, out west, say ‘it makes little
difference whether a man commits suicide or matrimony !
In one ease he loses his life, and in tlie other, his breeches.’
It is said that’ llarnum is in full chase of a chap who
helped bis own wife at the dinner-table, in preference to
another lady.
A Frenchman unacquainted with business once received a
draft payable in three days sight at a certain bank. The first
day he presented himself at the counter, and taking the draft,
from his pocket lxxk, extended it before the eyes of the pay
ing teller, and to his astonishment said, ‘you see thkt once,’
and folding the draft he walked away. The next morning
he appeared again, and going through the same form, said
‘you see that twice.’ The third day he appeared again and
said foth a triumphant smik.- at his own shrewdness, ‘you seo
himuAree time. B v Gar you will pay him.’
Abetter passed through the Shields Post-Office, a short
time ago, ‘For Betsy Robinson, a Scotch woman will! Ono
Eye, Carey Bank, North Shields.’
‘ llow is your son to-day ?’ askedra friend of a stock-’
broker.
‘Very bad,’ replied the old gentleman, striving to com
pose his agitated features; ‘very bad indeed ! I would not
give ten percont for his ehanee of life.’
‘ B no took care of the babies ?’ artlessly inquired a little
girl, on hearing her mother say that 1 all people were onto
children.
A political orator w ittily compared our party promises to‘
western roads, which opened stately enough with planted
trees on either side, to tempt the traveller, but sOou became
narrower and narrower, and ended in- a squirrel-track, and
ran up a tree. So does culture with as ; it ends in head
ache.
Miss Tucker says it’s with old bachelors as with old woui.-
It is hard to get them started, but when they* and take dame,,
they burn prodigiously,
To w rite a love letter with flow'ers, you must make use of
lillies, roses and poppies. The two former as emblematic of
the young people; and the latter to indicate what 1 uis
hands may expect to come to within a year after- the ntootse
tied.
A newspaper mr.t be destroyed at night it may light a se
gar or it may curl a lady's hair. Ah! only think of that
girls. An editor's ideas completely, sweetly and exquisitely
wreathed in with your rich tresses, and—yfcs, and nestling
down with you in your midnight slumbers,--to gently guard
and peacefully keep watch over your happy dreams. Jeru
salem ! who would not be—an editor.
An incorrigible old maid living upon slender means cut
the acquaintance of a friend becauso he advised her to 1 hus
band her resources.’
When Iladdix’s wife kicked him’ out of bed. says he—
‘See here, now 1 you had better not do that again. If you
do, it will cause a coolrjfcss.’
Wisdom and virtue are the greatest beauty; but it is an
advantage-to a diamond to be i cell set.
Dr Pease was once at a dinner, when just as the cloth was
removed, the subject of discourse chanced to be that of ex
traordinary mortality among the barristers. ‘We hare lost,’
said a gentleman, ‘six eminent barristers in six months.’—
The dean, who was quite deaf, rose at this moment, and gave
the company grace—‘For this and every olheroHcrcy, make
us truly thankful.’
Dox’t.—Don’t get tipsy; don't smoke immoderately, or
in the ladies’ faces; d&i't quarrel with your friends; don't
fancy yourself the nicest man in Christendom ; don’t des
pise the poor; don ! t condemn anybody unheard ; don’t strike
a man beyond your reach ; don't pay particular attention to
more ’.has one lady ; and don’t forget to pay the printer!
‘ You have painted my wife, listening to the angels; you.
ought to have represented the angels listening to her,’ Mrs.
B. sprung up and threw her arms round her husband’s
neck and k (1 him, which in these times of conjugal in
fidelity we think he deserved.
Here is a brace of epigrams from the April number of
Blackwood , which are worth the room they occupy, more
than we can say of most epigrams, so called :
Bait, hook, and hair, are used by angler fine;
Emma's bright hair alone, were, bait, hook, line.
P’araday was the first to- elicit the ek-tric spark from the .
magnet; he found that it is visible at the instant of breaking
and of renewing the contact of Conducting wires; and only
then.
Around the magnet, Faraday
Is sure that Volta's lightnings play;
Hut how to draw them from the wire ?
He took a lesson from the heart:
’Tis when we-nieet, ’tis when we part,
Breaks iorth the electric fire.
Religion is like the firmament: the more one searches it
the more stars are seen ; it is like the sea ? the more one
views it the more boundless it appears.
No religion that persecutes is godly, persecuting religion,
is killing love.— Krumtndcker .
NO. 43.