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From the Burlington Free Press.
Poddy, my Darliut.
Tlne. — Rory O'Moore?
>'ow PaJily, my darliut, just listen to me,
While 1 give ye some bin s, that will help ye to see
TLe wiles that the Lokies are laying, to take
Tltesui.a of owld Erin, who’er net wide awake,
If a can of good whiskey, they show you the sight —
And, laix! its not bad, on a cold winter night 1
Then Paddy, my boy, when they urge ye to drink,
Just be prudent, my lad, and tip ’em the wink—
-1 tun A laid ’em, the blackguards! they’er full of desate,
For your votes at election they’er lying in wait;
Non Paddy, my darliut, just listen to me,
A:J I'll teach you some saerels of Democracy.
Oe’h Paddy, my boy, of their promises fair—
Its hr seif that's m arnest, would bidye beware,
They 11 irate ye, and ohaie ye, and lave ye at last
Togo to the dugs—when election is past.
Sir", ye know, Paddy darliut, our faith was a scorn
T> the tyrants who ruled o’er us, where we were born;
Sj we left our dear Erin, and came to the shore
Where the flag of the Freeman shall wave evermore, j
And we'll fight fur our freedom in this land of our
choice,
Wt il fight null one heart, and we’ll vote with one
voice,
Th n Paddy, my darliut. just listen to me,
And I'll teach ye some saerets of Dem-ocracv.
They’ll tell ye, my lad, in the old Granite State,
There’s a candidate there who cannot be bate,
T hey 11 puli’ him and praise him and shout and halloo,
hut Paddy, my jewel 1 don’t let ’em fool you ‘.
He sa spalpeen, beiave me, who faints in the fight,
H hue brave men are tailing, he shows leathers white.
When true men are urging the widows’ lair claim,
hi the negative role you will find Pierce’s name;
H riliy son of .New Hampshire, the on\\ free State,
“hereour suns, to howld office, must be apostate !
Fun Paddy, my darliut, just listen to me,
“tile 1 teach you some saerets of Dem-oeracy.
; -ey 1 le-ll you his merits, which loudly they’ll shout,
jur Ull ‘ c> s they did that, they would never lake out;
He’onee on a time gave a wiiolk cixt away,
| s i eart must be open and gin rous as day ;
Put iadjy, niy darlint, don’t be caught by a toy,
! >how you a jewel lie’s just the owld boy,
To win all the hearts of Green Erin’s bowld sons,
Then lets give Scott a volley from true Irish guns.
H v have not forgot the caution he gave us,
“ :,en he sought from the cords of the British to save us,
*' at T‘ e brogue don’t betray us, ’tis silent we'll be,
* ■ we fall i n fl le snare 0 f false Dem-oeracy.
nisc E bL A~HY.
Tlie Piano.
ast thrilling notts of ‘Home sweet home’ float*
‘.. i tho dear circle in which were concentrated a
R “” 1 or liule knot c f beings who were all the
( a> each other, an audible sob broke the enchant
,^ l: ’ ’l‘i s touching litile song, accompanied by
Ine u ' !ce 0 young fiiend, had cast around
, , 1 ‘ urst *" rrmi ‘l' e bosom of one who had been
I, , : plined in the school of adversity, one who
tlK ’ “ rec lt of all her youthful hopes, with
t murmuring word against the God who guides
he-ri f”" 1 ’ * >llt now SU( lden reflection that she
dac-! ■ • ‘^ le l ‘ me ) the soft melody of her beloved
j )e . rs ‘ l ’ ce i Companying the melting tones of
speaHnnV >r * ast time, her fingers sweep the
animif 5 cr youthful face glowing with
j 1 1
start’-.-r U ’ ap!; ’* l ‘ nvo, tintarily escaped her, and the
jj,: i - tu r ‘"hi of sudden anguish. She turned and
Arne” M • na ‘° W vo * <c ’ wish I could have saved •
Poor t’ an °’ break her heart to part w ith it.
anj ie :lt ' e tl ,at she will no more sing
1 to charm away my melancholy.’
tr.ark , Uat ‘ nsc '°us girl closed the instrument and re
wa , t Jj ' and y °“ observe > dear mama, that my piano
aad -i U !l ” ’ and W ‘H y°u *How Mr. N. to coine up
“Oe it to-morrow ?
,, ’ ir Bt °l e down the cheeks of my respected friend.
I, ‘ ‘ ‘ ou my dear mother? inquired Amelia, or
in- 1 j new occurred to distress you ? If so, do
L irom me: for rest assured, no deprivation,
no exert 5
on > no suffering, oan afflict me like seeing you
pj *?•’ * have just been thinking as soon as my
t'k* 1 tuned > I will beg Mrs. .—— to let me under
"struct her two girls in the rudiments of mu-
1 knows dear mother, but, in time, it will
m y power to support you with the assistance of
instrument?’
or a moment, with feelings of surprize and
1 _ lrat| on, on the glowing animated faoe of this love
tuno ? ‘ UOUS girl ’ an< * nevcr felt m y own want of for.
tion kt>en ' y as at l^Bt momeut - A. silent ejacula
te,d mV ° ,Untari,y roSet ° beaven, that the Almighty
t)| e , ‘ f’”'’ s< >me way to save poor Amelia’s piano from
tati an ‘’ a ra P a cious landlord. The hour of sepa
i ‘ already arrived; and after imprinting a
mss oa Amelia’s cheek, and whispering in the
—■ ■■■■l [ -i ■mill -
ear of my afflicted friend, ‘Still trust in tho Lord our
God, I left the house with feelings I cannot describe.
V\ ith the dawn [ repaired to the auction rooms, in
street, and waited agonizingly, the opening of the
sales. The crowd was large and several articles of
furniture and some elegant paintings, were noticed in
the hand-bills, I cast a glance over the rooms ; aud in
j one corner stood a female of exquisite form—her face
was hid from public view by a large calash, her head
was averted, aud rested against the window, out of
which she appeared to be gazing at the busy crowd
below. Near her stood a piano. One glance was
sufficient. I hastened to the spot, and in a low voice
articulated, ‘Amelia II and, is this you?’
The distressed girl clasped my arm, and burst into
tears.
‘Yes my good sir, I little thought, when you left us
last evening, that our cruel landlord w, uld ibis morning
st ize my piano, and bring it to be exposed for sale. O,
my dear sir, cannot you devise some means to save it’
for me?’
At this moment the auctioneer called for the instru
ment, and it was removed into the centre of the room
for examination. Several gentlemen remarked that it
was a swett toned instrument, but out of tune. The
poor girl hung on my arm in silent grief. The bidding
commenced. Foremost in the crowd stood the son m
Mis. II ’s detested landlord. lie bid, after some
debate, twenty-fixe dollars! and tlure was a pause.
Near Amelia stood an interesting youth, evidently un
eoncei ned in the event of the sale of the piano, examin
ing some fine paintings that were soon to be exposed.
The idea that this cold unfeeling being was going to
purchase, undisputed, this favorite, almost idolized ar
tide, tor the trifling sum of twenty five dollars, for a
moment made her forget where she was, and she ex
claimed—
'Must the only thing I value be sacrificed for this
p il'ul sum, without affecting one object ?’
The youth started, gazed on the beautiful girl one
instant, and bid one hundred dollars ! and the piano
was immediately struck off to Mr. Seymour.
The moment the name ol Seymour was called, my
heart felt the sound, and I recalled the features of my
old friend and companion in arms, Major Horatio Sey
mour. I saw this young man was his own sort , ever
ready to answer the calls of humanity.
The piano was ordered back to the dwelling of Mrs
II and.
’ Heaven will reward you sir .” was all the poor girl
could ai tieulate when she heard this order.
’One tune from its fair owner, is till the reward I ask.
replied the young enthusiast.
lie accompanied me to my grateful friend’s habita
tion, where the sw'ett voice and artless manners of
Amelia completed the impression her beauty made
upon his heart. A few short months saw her and her
esc. Ilciit parents restored to that rank they were made
to adorn.
I often, in my daily rambles, call and take a look
at the happy circle assembled round Seymour’s fire
side. Amelia still plays ‘Home street home , wh fi
ber affectionate husband frequently remarks —'To
the piano 1 am indebted for all my happiness .’
Flaying the Piano, how it is Done.
The other evening, we were at a party of a friend
of ours, and among the lot was a gay Miss, who had
just returned from the boarding school, w hen, after many
solicitations and apologies, she seated herself at the
piano, rocked to the right, then to the left, leaned for
ward, then backward, and began. She placed her
right hand about midway the keys, and left about two
octaves below them. She now put off the right to a
brisk canter upon the treble notes, and her left after it.
The left then led the way back, and right puisued in
like manner. The right turned and repeated its move
ment, but the left out run it this lime, hopped over it,
and flung it entirely off the track. It came in again,
however, behind the left, on its return, and passed it in
th same style. They now became highly incensed at
each other, and furiously on the middle ground. Here
a most awful conflict ensued for short space, when the
right whipped off all of a sudden, as we thought fairly
vanquished, but we were in error in that; Jack Ran
dolph cautions us it had only ‘fallen Lack to a stronger
position.’ It had mounted up two back keys,and com
menced the note of a rattlesnake. This had a won
derful effect upou the left, aud placed the doctrine of
snake charming beyond dispute. The left rushed to
ward it repeatedly, but seemed invariably panic struck
when it came within six keys of it, aud as invariably ri tir
ed with a tremendous roar down the bass keys,continued
its assaults, sometimes by a zigzag movement, but all
its attempts to dislodge the l ight from its strong hold
proved ineffectual ; it came close up to its adversary
and expired. Any one, or rather no one, cat: imagine
what kind of noises the piano made during the conflict.
Certain it is that no one can describe them, and there
fore we shall not attempt it. The battle ended ; Miss
Jane moved as though she would have risen, hut this
was protested against by a number of voices at once.
‘One song, my dear Jane,’ said Mrs. Small, ‘you
must sing that sweet little French air you used losing,
and which Madame Piggisquaki is so fond of.’ Miss
Jane looked pitiful at her mamma, and her mamma
looked ‘sing’at Miss Jane; accordingly she squared
herself for a song. She brought her hands into .a
l eapus this time in line sty le, and they seemed to be per
fectly reconciled to each other ; theu common-need a
kind of colloquy; the right w hispering treble very
softly, and left responding bass very loudly.
The conference had been kept up until we began to
desire a change upon the subject, when our ears caught,
indistinctly, some very curious sounds, which appeared
to proceed from the lips of Miss Jane; they seemed
to be a compound of a dry cough, a grunt, a hiccough,
and it appeared to us as interpreters between the right
and left. Things had progressed in this way fur about
fifteen seconds, when we happened to direct our atten
tion to Mr. Ross. Ilis eyes were closed, his head
swung gracefully from side to side, a beam of heaven
ly complacency ranted on his countenance and his whole
man gave irresistible demonstrations that Jane’s music
had made him feci good all over. We resolved from
this contemplation of Mr. Ross's transport, to see whe
ther we could extract from the performance any thing
intelligible, when Miss Jane made a fly-eatching grab
at half a doz-n keys in a row, and the same instant
vhe fetched a long dung hill cock crow, at the conclu
sion of which she grappled as many keys with the left.
This came over Ross like a warm bath, mid over us
like a rack of bamboo briars. Our nerves had not re
covered until Miss .Jane repeated the movement, ac
companying it with the squeal of a pinched cat. Ibis
threw us into an ague fit; hut from respect to the
performer, we maintained our posit.on. She now made
a third grasp with her right, and to the same time
raised one of the most unearthly howls that ever is
sued from the throat of any human being. This
seemed the signal for universal uproar and destruction.
She now threw away all reserve, and charged the
piano with her whole force. She boxed it, she clawed
it, she scraped it. Iler neck veins swelled, her chin
flew up, her face flushed, her eyes glared, her bosom
i heaved, she screamed, she howled, she yelled, she
cackled, and was in the aot of dwelling upon the note
of a screech owl when we took the St. Vitus’s dance
aud rushed out of the room. ‘Goodness !’ said a by
stander ? ‘if this bo her singing, what must be her
crying V
Learning is to be obtained only by labor
—it cannot be bought with money. If it
could the rich would always be intelli
gent.
MACON, GEORGIA, SATURDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 18. 1852.
1 \
GENERAL WINFIELD SCOTT.
I* l I 806, A\ infield Scott was admitted to the Bar, and emigrated to Charleston, S. C.
n 1808, when the Army was enlarged by an act of Congress, he became a Captain of Light
Artillery. In 1809, he was ordered to New Orleans, under General Wilkinson. On the break
ing out of the war of 1812, which he approved, Scott was appointed—having perfected himself
in tactics in the meantime—Lieutenant-Colonel of Artillery, and sent to the Northern frontier,
taking post at Blacdc Rook, near Buffalo. On the 14th of October, 1812, at the head of 350
regulars and 250 volunteers—the militia at Lewiston having, panic struck, refused to cross the
river ncott fought the battle of Queenstown Heights, against 1,300 British. The Americans
were repulsed, and Scott was made a prisoner, but soon released. On the 27th May, 1813, he
stormed Fort George, and pulled down the flag with his own hands. March 9th, 1814, he joined
in the capture of Fort Matilda, on the St. Lawrence. On July 3rd, 1814, he captured Fort Erie.
Gn the Oth, he fought the battle and won the victory of Chippewa, where the non-invincibility
“t British bayonets was first proved to the world. On the 25th he fought the battle of Niagara
and Lundy’s Lane, opposed by great odds—victory rewarded the Americans. Scott had two
horses shot under him, and was twice wounded by musket shot. For weeks his life was despair
ed or. Congress voted him thanks. He was tendered the post of Secretary of War by Madi
son, but declined in deference to his seniors, Generals Brown and Jackson. He soon after
visited Europe, entrusted with important diplomatic functions, for tho performance of which he
received the thanks of the State Department. He returned to the United States in 1816, and in
ISI7, married a Miss Mayo, of Richmond, Virginia, by whom he h;ts several daughters, but no
living son. In 1832-3, he won the compliments of General Cass, Secretary of War, for his
conduct in the Black Hawk War. He was also engaged in the Seminole and Creek Wars. In
18)7-8, lie was engaged in settling the troubles growing out of the “Patriot War” on the
Northern frontier. In 1840, he was a prominent candidate for the Presidency. In 1841, on the
death of Macomb, General Scott was called to the entire command of the Army. During the
Nullification agitation, he was in command at Charleston Harbor, and was influential in calming
the excitement that then existed. Ilis last campaign in Mexico is fresh in all memories. It is
summed up in the brilliant, victories of Vera Cruz, Cerro Gordo, Contreras, Cherubusco, Molino
del Ray, Chapultepec, and the City of Mexico, all won within six months. Wellington lias
declared the campaign unsurpassed in military annals, and yielded to Scott the name of the
greatest living Soldier.
From the Olive Branch.
“Kiss me, Mamma, do Kiss me, I cau’i go
to Sleep.
“The child who was so sensitive, so like that little
shrinking plant, that curls at a breath, and shuts its
heart from the light.’’
The only beauties she poset-sed, were an exceeding
ly transparent skin, and the most mournful, large
blue eyes.
I had been trained by a very stern, strict,conscien
tious mother—but l was a hardy plant, rebounding al
ter every shook. Misfortune could not daunt, though
discipline tamed me. 1 fancied, alas ; that I must go
through the same routine with this delicate creature;
so, one day, when she had displeased me exceedingly,
by repeating an offence, I was determined to punish
her severely. I was very serious all day, and upon
sending her to her little couch, I said, “now,’’ my
daughter, to punish you and show you how very, very
naughty you have been, I shall not kiss you to night.’’
She stood looking at me, astonishment personified—
with iier great mournful eyes wide open. I supposed
she had forgotten her misconduct till then ; and i left
her, with the big tears dropping down her cheeks,
and her little red lips quivering.
Presently I was st-nt for.
“Oh ! mamma, you will kiss me ; I can’t go to
sleep if you don’t.” She sobbed—every tone of her
voice trembling, and she held out her little hands. -
Now came the struggle between love and what 1
falsely termed duty. My heart said give her the kiss
of peace ; my stern nature urged me to persist in rm
correction, that I might impress the fault upon her
mind. That was the way I had been trained, till 1 was
a most submissive child ; and I remember how often
I had thanked my mother since, for her straight-for
ward course.
1 knelt by her bedside. “Mother can’t kiss you,
Ellen,” I whispered, though every word choked me.
Her hand touched mine; it was very hot, but I attrib
uted it t” her excitement. She turned her little griev
ing face to the wall. I blamed myself as tile Iragili
form shook with half-surpressed sobs, and saying, moth
er hopes her little Ellen will learn to rnind her alter
this, left the room for the night.
It might have been about twelve, when I was awaken
ed by my nurse. Apprehensive, I ran eagerly to the
child's chamber. I had had a fearful dream.
Ellen did not know me; she was sitting up, crimson
ed from the forehead to the throat; her eyes so bright
that 1 almost drew back aghast at their glances.
From that night a raging fever drank up her life;
and what think you was the incessant plaint poured in
to my anguished heart?—“Oh, kiss ine, mother —do
kiss me—l can’t go to sleep. I won’t be naughty if
you’ll only kiss ine. Oh ! kiss me, dear mamma, 1
can’t go to sleep !”
Holy little angel! she did go to sleep one grey morn
ing, and she never woke again—never! Her hand
was locked in mine, and my veins grew icy with it>
gradual chill. Faintly the light faded out in her beau
tiful eyes—whiter and whiter grew the tremulous lips
She never knew me; but with her last breath she
whispered. ‘“1 will be good, mother, if you'll only kiss
me.’’
Kiss her! God knows how passionate, but unvail
ing. wero my kisses upon her oheek alter that fatal
night. God knows how wild were my prayers that
she might know, if but only once, that I kissed her
God knows how I would have yielded up my very life,
could I have asked forgiveness of that sweet child.
Well! grief is all unavailing now, She lies in her
little tomb ; there is a marble urn at her head, and a
rose bush at her feet; there grow sweet flowers ; there
waves the gentle grass; there birds sing their matins
and vespers; there the blue sky smiles down to-day,
and there lies buried the freshuess of my heart.
Parents, you should have heard the pathos in tin
voice of that stricken mother, as she said. “There art
plants that spring into greater vigor if the heavy pres
sure of a footstep crush them ; but, oh ! there are other
that even the pearls of the night dew bend to tin
earth!” M- A * D>
Female education is generally a gaudy and tawdr
setting which cumbers and almost hides the jewel it
ought to bring out.
Metropolitan Hotel —This hotel, which is near
ly completed, is situate in the region of fashionable
Broadway, New York. It is of mastodon size and
magnificent finish. The Metropolitan, it is thought,
will eclipse all other hotels in the country, if so, our St.
Charles will be east out of the boasted sunlightm popu
lar acclaim, and into the shade of changed and secon
dary opinion. However, when the latter has arrived
at the completeness of the former, we then more fairly
institute comparisons ; and, although we may not be
able to place them in immediate juxta position, yet we
can deduce an in sere nee from description and judge by
apparance. The old St. Charles, it its day, was re
garded as the most extensive, and beautifully imposing
in externals, of any other hotel in the Union. While,
in its interior compactness and well ordered internal
arrangements.it was unequalled. The new St. Cbarl-s,
even m its unfinished aspect, shadows forth greatness.
A criterion can be formed from the subjoined, relative
to the Metropolitan Hotel.
This huge establishment, after an expenditure of
$950,000 and three years constant labor, is on tlie
point of completion. It is, with scarcely an exception,
tlie most gorgeously furnished hotel of its size in exis
tence. Magnificent mirrors, costly upholstery and
cabinet ware, choice marbles and rich velvet carpetings,
render its apartments luxurious to a degree not easily
described. The building, which has a frontage on
Broadway and Prince street of 516 feet, or nearly one
tenth of a mile, is five stories in height and is beauti
fully decorated throughout with riel) fresco painting, ol
every shade of color and variety of style. Nearly one
hundred parlors, with batli rooms and chambers at
tached, are richly overlaid with velvet carpetings of the
most costly kind, atul tprerhung with drapery of a de
-ign and shade corresponding with the fresco painting
of the walls, which is in no two apartments the same.
Besides these, there are about 201) gentlemen’s rooms,
finished in a style but little inferior, with hot and cold
b.ths and every other convenience. All the principal
rooms are provided with rose wood furniture, and va
riously colored heavy silk brocatelle. The entire build
ing will accommodate from 600 to 700 guests. Mir
rors, both mantle and pier glasses, are placed in the
main parlors, the aggregate expense of which is not
tar from SIB,OOO. The largest are 9 1-1 by 8 1-2 feet,
and are wider than any previously imported. One of
these is placed in the bridal parlor, which is the most
gorgeously furnished in the building. The bedstead,
alone, cost, $1000; aud the bedspread, which is of
canary colored satin, embroidered with needle work,
cost S3OO. The cabinet furniture is covered with gold
and orange brocatelle. In decorating the parlors and
the dining halls, from SIO,OOO to SII,OOO hate been ex
pended.
The i\ew Postage Bill,
The new postage bill, in the amended form in which
it has passed the Senate, it is said will be a vest im
provement on the existing law, and afford relief both
to the people and to the postmasters from the misunder
standing wlfich the present complicated system impo
ses. The advantages of the new bill are thus pointed
out by Mr. Barnabas Bates in a communication to the
N. Y. Journal of Commerce.
1. By placing all printed matter upon the same
looting, postmasters and the public will be able to de
cide the character of publications, whether newspapers
or periodicals, and the postage to be charged upon them
without an appeal to the Post Office Department or
the Attorney General.
2. Making three ounoes the maximum, will em
brace all the newspapers, and a vast number ofvalua
ile periodicals which will be sent by mail, instead of
private conveyances, and thus increase the revenue of
i he Post Office,
3. One ounce and a half will include all the weekly
country papers sent within each State at half the price
,f the above. There is no sense whatever in limiting
these papers to tlie state where published. Why not
xtend the limit as on the other papers, to three thous
,ud miles? They are only half the weight, and there
fore should have the same privilege,
4. The pre-payment of postage, either at the office
. here a newspaper or periodical is mailed or delivered.
a great convenience both to the publisher and the
üblic, as the postage to Canada, &0., may be paid at
the office of mailing.
5. The reduction of postage to one half, when paid
quarterly in advance, will be a great incentive both to
publishers and subscribers to prepay their postage.
The obstructions to sending transient papers or peri
odicals which now exist, will be effectually removed by
this Bill. Instead of pre paying fifteen cents postage on
the Journal of Commerce to California, it will be sent
through the post office for two cents. Our California
Brethren and their friends will hail this change with
pleasure.
LETTERS FROM THE NORTH.
Branford, Cons., Auo. 30, 1852.
Dear Sir ;—There area certain class of people here
in this country —particularly abolitionists—who never
lose any occasion whatever to make themselves ridicu
lous—proving that it is not every ape of humanity w ho
carries a mulatto skin on his back, that does not have
also, at the same time, a Nigger's soul in his body.
One of this sort accosted me, the other day on the
steps of the Tontine, lie was a pitiful, paleface, snake
eyed, dirt-eating dandv-hrat ot a fellow—evidently a
descendant of the Nincompoop family—who, in order
the better to recommend himself to me, proved himself
an infinite ass by misquoting French. It is needless
for tne to say here that any man who would have the
presumption to wade so far out into deep water, is not
only beneath the pity of contempt, hut ought to be
left to drown. From the wild-goose wanderings of Ins
erratic thoughts, he was, evidently, in a love-dilemma,
and wished to sun himself into vitality in the shadow
of the light of the Moon. But the dear Moon was too
high up in Heaven for him. Besides, his infinite pre
sumption—a presumption so deep that not even the
Saturnian line of the very Devil himself could reach to
the bottom of it—showed that he was less of an En
dyrnion than even Sysiphus, whose fruitless task lie
was forever vainly imitating. But what made the
chicken-hearted Pharisee more despicable in my sight
was, his gawkish betrayal of his being a hungry wolf
in sheep’s clothing—having ‘stolen the livery from the
Court of Heaven to worship the Devil in’—for all the
time that he was engaged in a nasal monotonous whine
in defaming his Setters, he was recommending the
reading of the Bible, forcing me to ask myself, in silent
astonishment, as well as wonderful pity, why he had
never read that same bonk himself? The only way
that 1 could solace myself lor his beastly impertinence
was by listening to the obstreperous cachinations of
the Devil out in the Green, who not only appeared to
me to be highly tickled at the debut of this one of hi*
greenest subjects, but seemed to take rat her a diaboli
cal delight in calling him Lobos de Terre, exclaiming,
alternately, at the top of his voice, Et tu brute ! Ha.
ha, ha! Good! ‘Down to hell! and say I sent thee
thither!’
This was the same fellow who,on one occasion, after
the temporary withdrawal from the Tontine of the light
of the Moon, took occasion, because only the shadow
of her divine light had fallen on him—(he being of
the earth, earthly —she of the heavens, heavenly—)
to say satirically, in the sublime language of the Nig
ger who had lost his rabbit— 'not such a dam mutch
ob a Moon, as l fuss tuck her to be, autur awl ;’ —
Every body knows why Jack would not eat his sup
per—just as well as /know why he took all this pains
to prove to me that he was not only a slave— felt him
self to be so, —but hated God for making other men
to walk upright, vvlnle he was doomed to crawl, snake
like, on his belly—thereby fulfilling, in his incarnate
life, the lameutablc prophesy of the fall.
Poor fellow ! he is Moon-sick! but Olympus was
only made for the Gods. Therefore, my poor mortal,
my painted Sepulchre—white-washed on the outside,
but within containing dead men’s bones, and all unclean
ness—never expect, from your low valley-lands of nn-r
----tality, under the Upas tree of the shadow of death, to
reach up to the Empyreal heights of that divine Dian
na of ali loveliness.
The next day, I saw this pitiful, paleface gosling
walking out by the side of the Moon's cousin—done,
evidently, to compromise him against any thing that I
might divulge of what he had said before in regard to
her —never supposing, poor deluded mort I! that I
n ver repeat the language of tither a fool or a knave.
This was the fellow who once requested ine to write a
lampoon on one of Ids betters, because tie rivaled him
m the affections of the Moon ! This is the fellow who
also talked about the Bible—calling Poe's Tale, entitled
Roue Morgue, Roo Moitu. This is the jackass who
made out to me that he understood Freuch ! OU .’ tem
pura ! Oh ! mores !
1 am now silting under the wide spreading boughs
of an old druidicul oak on the loftiest peak of the great
granite Mouuiaiu which overlooks, with Olympian ma
jesty, the SalsloutaU Lake, whose placid bosom, lying
as it does now in the embrace of the basin made by the
upheaval of the circumjacent hills, mirrors the face of
the all-beholding Heavens—looking, in the distance,
like the Mere tie glace , or Sea of glass described by
St. John m his Apocalypse ol tlievNew Jerusalem.
Before 1 left New Unveil, l went in to examine the
Shirt Factory of Messrs. Winchester & Cos., in Court
street. All his shirts, as well as the collars ot them,
are cut out by iron patterns, each designating the size
ol the shirt —so, that, no person can eali for one ot any
size that it cannot be found there.
There are two large Ironing Rooms, in each one of
which there are twenty gil ls, each one ot whom finish
off from eighteen to twenty shirts every day. This
will give you some idea how many shirts are manufac
tured every day in the week—equalling almost the
number of shoes manufactured in the India Rubber
Factory.
13ut what 1 wish you to notice is this—the contrast
between the profits accruing to the proprietors and the
wages paid out weekly to the young girls—these being,
as 1 was informed, from one to two dollars and a hall—
the Ironers making more, as they are paid by the piece.
Some time ago there was an article published in the
Register , describing the eeremory of presenting a
Silver Cup to a young girl, in the Ironing department,
by tiie name of Ellen Stoddard, from Litchfield, in this
State.
She is a very handsome young lady, whom Mr.
Winchester describes, in his presentation-speech, as be
ing not only exquisitely amenable to every correction ,
but peculiarly sensitive —‘even to a fault.’ This is
pretty nearly bis own language. Now, I have seen
this young lady often, and know her to be one of the
most tender hearted, amiable, and unsophisticated be
ings that ever lived. But what I wish you to notice
is, the lofty ideas which this man, as recognized in his
very speech, must entertain of the uses of the female
sex. Did the idea ever enter into his soul that this
furnace-heated and rarified Ironing room was not
the place for this young girl , who is hourly and daily
wasting away her life in a worse than any slavish la
bor to fAten these abolition carrion-crows, who never
permit a day to pass in which they do not wilfully nick
name God’s creatures by traducing the South ? No,
for he never permits any idea, but that which is mer.
cenary, to come within gun-shot of his brain. Yet,
this is the game these Abolition Disunionists play here
every day with these indigent white girls —many of
whom are the fairest flowers that ever blossomed in
the Paradise of God.
If this cold hearted worker of white slaves, who
are daily dependent upon their physical exertions for
a subsistence, had presented her with a thousand dollar
Goblet Tull of gold dollars, for her ‘three years’ hard
labor in this respectable Penitentiary , (for he tell ns
himself that she began so early in file to labor for him,
that even he doubted as to the propriety of receiving
her,) he would not have then given her more than an
equivalent for her services. Read his speech on the
pmfcutatiop of thjs Cup tb her, aafl tfcfco ask ytmrfelf
if this man, or any other proprietor of a workshop
here, has the most remote idea of what God inleuded,
in their creation, should be the vocation of beautiful
white girls? Yet, for all this, there is a book to be
found here in ail the Bookstores, entitled The Whitt
Slave, written by some vile Abolitionist against the
South, lull ol the basest lies that were ever penned by j
the hand ol man—even wii.se, if possible, than Uncle I
Tom's Cabin , by M rs. Stowe.
But this is not the only place in which those poor
creatures are made to labor harder than any black
woman ever was forced to wmk in the South. If you
w ill go into the ludiu Rubber Factory, you w ill find a j
hundred fair ones in the same predicament. YNt, j
these cold blooded hypocrites tire lon-vt-r crying out
against the South in favor of our black women.
Faugh! ‘1 would wither be a load and live wti the
vapour of a dungeon,’ than such pitiful humanitarians.
Cfo much tor white slaves compared with black ones.
Yours, truly, T. 11. C.
Marrying in Fun.
It is rumored that on \\ ednesilay evening hist, n
young gentleman of Ithaca, and a belle of our village,
went through ;he marriage ceremony as a larce, the
person officiating not suppo:cd to be u Justice by either
bride or groom. Rumor says that they each slept
nloue that night; but judge ot their consternation the
next morning, on finding that the mock magistrate
was a rial one, and the imxck ceremony also real, as
was proved by the magistrate presenting the bride with
a marriage certificate. The groom, Rumor further
says, took it terribly bard at first, but like all sensible
people, both parties, at last concluded, as was only has
tening matters a little, to stand it, and so they hitched
teams aud commenced operations as man and wife.—
Elmira Rep.
We were last week told of a similar instance. A
very beautiful lady of this city was paying a visit to
some friends at a distance, w here a social party was
givcu iu compliment to her. One of the guests of
the evening, a young gentleman had eminently become
| struck with the lair one alluded to, and when some
i one proposed a marriage in jest, lie display ed a ready
wilhngness to go through with the ceremony,’ provi
ded the before mentioned lady would act as the bride.
Well, the play, as the lady supposed it to be. was en
acted, and tiie pleasures of the evening continued,
when ali at once it Leaked out’ that ihe acting clergy
man was a clergyman ‘de facto? and that the two had
been really married. In this < use the groom did not
‘lake it hard,’ but signified his w illingness to abide by
it. but the lady declared most vehemently that she
‘wouldn’t stand it,’ and became quite angry at her
friends, who it seemed, knew that the gentleman
who married them was a real clergyman The result
was tne two became very intimate, arid if Madam Ru
mor tells the truth, are soon to re-enact the ‘play,’ but
this time give it the interest of reality.— Ttoy Post.
POLITICS,
GEN. SCOTT’S ELOQIEUE.
Says the New Y'otk Times :
If eloquence be uot mere rhetorical, but efficient
speech, at the right time and at the right place, let us
i see how General Scott stand* the test. At Chippewa,
at a or ideal moment of great hazard, Scott delivers
this speech to tile brave Eleventh : ‘The enemy say
we are good at long sh"t. but cannot stand the cold
iron ! I call upon the Eleventh instantly to give the
lie to that slander! Charge!’ The British army
broke and fled, aud the reputation of American troops
not only for unerring aim, but for valor in the terrific
bayonet charge, was settled forever. If this was not
true eloquence, on what page of oratory can it be found ?
‘Take another in-t nice. At Queenstown Heights,
when 300 Americans were contending with 1,300 Bri
ti-h and Indians and complete annihilation seemed in
evitable, Scott mounted a log, and delivered to his
troops the following oration: ‘The enemy’s balls be
gan to thin our ranks. Ilis numbers are overwhelm
ing. Ilia moment the shock must come and there is
no retreat. We are in the beginning of a national war.
Hull’s surrender is to be redeemed. Let us then die
arms in hand. Our country demands the sacrifice.—
The example will not be lost. The bh oi of the slain
will make heroes of the living. Tlu.se who follow will
avenge our fall ond their country’s wrongs. Who dare
to stand ?’ And the gallant audience shout, unani
mously, ‘All!’ Search the speeches of Pericles, De
mosthenes. Cicero, Pitt, Fox, and all the heroes of the
tongue, for a speech of equal compression and
power. We know of no speech of the same length so
freighted wiih meaning. Every sentence is a battery.
The whole subject is covered, and all appropriate con
siderations presented to encourage and animate the lit
tle band that stood before him. If this is not eloquence,
strike the word from our vocabulary.*
When Gen. Scott was arraigned before a Court of
Enquiry at Frederick, Maryland, in 1836 by order of
President Jackson, he thus addressed the Court:
‘Mr. President, and Gentlemen of the Court:
When a Doge of Genoa, for some imaginary oftencc
imputed bv Louis 14th, was torn from his government
and compelled to visit France, in order to debase him
self hefor • that inflated monarch, he was asked, in the
palace what struck him with the greatest wonder an il
the blaze of magnificence in his view. ‘To find m\f'f
here! was the reply of tile indignant Lesearo. And
so, Mr. President, unahle, as I am, to remember one
blunder in my recent operations, or ft single duty neg
lected, I may say, that to find myself in the presence
of this honorable court, while the nriny I but recently
commanded is still in pursuit of the enemy, fills me
with equal grief and astonishment.
‘And whence this great and humiliating translation?
It is, sir, by the fiat of one, who, from his exalted sta
tion, and yet more from his unequalled popularity, has
never, with his high displeasure, struck a functionary
of this government, no matter what the office of the
individual, humble or elevated, who was not from the
moment withered in the general confidence of the
American people. Yes, sir, it is my misfortune to lie
under the displeasure of that most distinguished per
sonage. The President of tile United States has said,
‘Let General Scott be recalled from the command of
the army in the field, and submit his conduct in the
Seminole and Creek campaigns to a court for investi
gation.’ Andlo! 1 stand here to vindicate that con
duct, which must again be judged in the last resort, by
him who first condemned it without trial or inquiry.
Be it so. I shall not supplicate this court, nor the au
thority that has to review the ‘opinion’ here given.—
On tlie contrary, I shall proceed at once to challenge
your justice to render me that honorable discharge from
all blame nr otnsure which the recorded evidence im
periously demands. With such discharge before him,
and enlightened by the same mass of testimony, every
word of which speaks loudly in my favor, he commen
der-Itt-chief of the army and the navy cannot hesitate;
lie must acquiesce and then, although nothing may
ever compensate me for the deep mortification I have
been recently made to experience. I may hope to regain
that portion of the public esteem which it was my hap
piness to enjoy on a past occasion <>f deep moment to
the power and the glory of the United States of Ame
rica.’
Again, Gen. Scott, after one of the battles near the
city of Mexico said to his men, in thoughts that breathe
and words that burn,’ ‘ye have been baptzed in fire
and have come out steel.’
We Recommend Him. —Gen. Pillow, so the papers
say, in a public speech recommended Gen. Pierce to
the confidence of the American people; he s;iid that
| bte kirtw him iotinatrtriy, be wag of tjje (Jetfttals •
who served under him in Mexico, and would make a
fine President. We feel it but a simple act of justice
to do as much for General Scott. We know him in
timately, he is a brave and accomplished officer, and is
one of the Generals who served over us in Mexico.—
Gen. Scott will make a good President-elect biro.—
Frank. Home Press.
The Abolitionists against Gen. Scott.
The Commonwealth, the Abolition newspaper at
Boston, cautions the Freesoiiert against voting for Gen.
Scott, as follows:
‘Geserai. Scott Unreliable. —Freesoih rs should
beware of any specious arguing as to Gen. Scott's Free
soil tendencies. Every effort will be made to gain him
Northern support from a partial opposition at the South.
Don't give it. Remember that he labored for the
Compromise measures. He attended the Union meet
ingin New York and avowed himself in favor of them.
From that day to the present he has not hesitated to
declare his position in favor of them. He deliberately
takes his place on the Whig platform ana pledges him
self to carry it into practice. It is certain that he must
and will do so if an honest man. These facts should
be known and acknowledged by every man. Scott is
unquestionably in favor of admitting any number of
slave Siates from New Mexico and Utfih; of permit
ting slavery and the slave trade to exist and remain
there, as well as in ’.he District of Columbia, forever j
and of continuing the fugitive slave law until the final
day of retribution. The man who votes for him vote#
for these measures. Such men, if intelligent,most b
slave-catchers at heart os much ash# aho vote# fur
Pierce.’
The National Era, an abolition print published
at Washington, after publishing the letter of acceptance
of Geu. Scott, says:
‘W T e learn from the foregoing that Gen. Scott accept#
the (Compromise measures, including the Fugitive law,
as ‘a final settlement in principle and substance of the
subjects to which they relate;’ that he ‘will maintain
them, and insist on their strict enforcement, until time
and experience shall demonstrate the necessity of fur
ther legislation to guard against the evasion of the law
on the one hand, and the abuse of their powers on the
other, not impairing their present efficiency to carry
out the requirements of the Constitution that he /*•
pi f cates and ‘will discountenance all further agitation
of the questions thus settled, as dangerous to our
peace that, should he be elected, be will not be gov
erned in the appointments to office by a proscriptive
policy, but will bestow bis favors upon those who ap
prove of the general policy ol his administration, with,
ont requiring exact conformity to bis on n views ; that
he is favorable to the policy of the Homestead bill, and
of miking our naturalization laws more favorable to
foreigners, and that he entertains the views prevalent
among Whigs concerning the use of the veto power.’
The Fittsburg Post, a staunch Democratic
print, declares that whole Freesoil press of ‘Ohio,’
with but a single exception, ‘is now supporting the
nominee of the Democratic National Convention.’—
And that one exception, we must add, is fighting os
bitterly as the rest against the chosen leader of tbs
Whigs.
*3r The New York Evening Poet, the leading or
gan of the free-soil wing of the Pierce and King party
in the North, scorns to descend to such flagrant per
versions. That paper says, in speaking of Gen. Scott's
letter of acceptance:
‘General Scott, it will be seen, gives in bis adhesion
to the Compromise, the Fugitive Slave law included,
and accepts, without reserve , the platform laid down
by the Whig Convention assembled at Baltimore—not
the spurious platform published in the Albany Evening
Journal , but the genuine document, with its assertion
of the finality of the Compromise, and its declaration
that the Fugitive Slave law is demanded by the require
ments of the Constitution, and therefore cannot right
fully be made less efficient in its provisions for the
pursuit and seizure of slaves than it now is. This
alacrity in acceding to the platform will no doubt
satisfy such of the Union party as were previously hes
it&tiug whether they should support the nomination.’
Garrison’s abolitionist paper, the Boston Libe
rator, in an editorial on the nomination of General
Scott, avers that the platform on which he stands ‘is as
deeply stained with blood ns that erected by the Demo
cratic party;’ and in other portions of last Saturday’s
Liberator , the Whig party is classed amongst tccursod
things for having raised u bulwark against slavery agi
tation.
Z%T That very rabid Frccsoiler, the Hon. Joshua
R. Giddings, bears strong testimony to Gen. Scott’s
position in regard to the Compromise and the Fugitive
Slave Law. Here is what lie says in a late letter to his
organ, the ‘ClevelandTrue Democrat.*
‘Besides, Gen. Scott is well known to hare labored
for the passing of the Compromise measures. He at
tended the Union meeting in New York and avowed
himself in favor of them. From that day to the pre
sent he has not hesitated to declare his opinion in favor
of them. He deliberately takes bis place upon the
Whig platform and pledges himself to carry it into
practice. Now it is certain that he must *nd will do
so, if an honest man. These facts should be known
and acknowledged by every man. Scott is unquestion
ably in a or of admitting any number of slave Stales
from New Mexico and Utah, of permitting slavery and
the slave trade to exist and remain there and in this
dictrict forever, and that the Fugitive Law shall con
tinue until the final day of retribution.
’ The man who totes for him , rotes for these mea
sures.’
A flincher.
The Charlottesvile Advocate remarks that
since Gen. Pierce denies his New Boston
speech altogether, the following testimony of
his own organ—the New Hampshire Patriot—
becomes of the highest importance :
“He (Gen. P.) is known always to have acted
heartily with his party in New Hampshire, and
we have proved incontestibly that throughout
the prolonged agitation of late years they have
uuifonniy been found on the side of the Free
soilers,and against the Smith. General Pierce
did but echo the sentiments of his party in his
own State when HE LAUNCHED HIS BIT
TER DENUNCI ATIONS AGAINST SLA
VERY AND THE FUGITIVE SLAVE
LAW’’
This extract says the Advocate, probably
has reference to the speech at New Boston;
but that is a matter of small consequence. Its
importance consists in the admission, that Gen.
Pierce has “launched his bitter denunciations
against slavery and the Fugitive Slave law,” —
the place where, or the occasion on which, ho
did so is entirely immaterial.
How do Gen. Pierce’s friends propose to ge!
over this?— Rich Republican.
An admission that should not beovek
looked!-- -All the demociatic papers, from the
W ashington Union down *o the Vicksburg Sen
tinel, admit that Gen. Pierce did make use of
the following language, on the 20lh of Novem
ber, 1850, at the “great Union meeting at
Manchester N. H.:
“Who did not deplore slavery. But what
sound thinking man regarded that as the only
EVlLwhioh could rest upoH that land? The
men who would dissolve the Union did not
H ATE OR DEPLORE SLAVERY MORP
THAN HE OIK!
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