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VOL. XIV. HIE GEORGIA JEFFERSOMM 18 PUBLISHED EVERT THUHSDAY*MORNING BY WILLIAM CLINE, At Two Dollars and Filly Cents per an num, or Two Dollars paid in advance. AOVERTISRMKNTS Hie inserted t OXE J'OLL.AR per square, for the first insertion, janil FIFTY CEXTS per square, for each insertion I hereafter. A reasonable deduction will he made to those who advertise by the year. All advertisements not otherwise ordered, will be continued till forbid. fC3* S.OJ.ES OF I.AXD'S by Administrators, I’.secutors or Guardians are required hj law to be held on the first Tuesday in the month, between the hours ot ten in the forenoon and three in the afternoon, at the Court-House, in the county in ‘illicit the land is situated. Notice, of these sale, must be uiven in a public gazette FORTY DAYS previous to the dnv of sale. SALES OF NEGROES must he made at pub lic auction on the first Tuesday of the month, bc -1 ween the usual hours of sale, sit the place of pub bo sales lit the county where the letters Testa nentary, of Administration or Guardianship may have been granted; first giving FORTY DAYS notice thereof in one of the puhlic gazettes of this State, and at the court house where such sales arc to *>e held. Notice for the sale of Personal Property must be given in like manner FORTY DAYS previous to the day of sale. Notice to Debtors and Creditors of an estate must bo published FORTY DAYS. Notice tfiat application will he made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sei.i. land must be puh ishod for TWO MONTHS, Notice for leave to sell negroes must he published TWO MONTHS before any order ab solute shall he made thereon by the Court, ‘CITATIONS for Letters of Administration,■ must be published thirty dais; for Dismission fro n Administration, monthly six moetiis; for Dismission from Guardianship, forty Day-', Rules fortlie Foreclosure of Mortgage must be published monthly for four months, for estab lishing loyt paper*, tor the full space of thrkr months for compelling titles from Lxecutors or Administrators where a bond has keen given by the deceased the full =pnec of three months. For the Jeffersonian. ARISTOCRACY- A TALE. BY W. F. VfIGIITMAX. “Who is that aristocratic young gent I crossing the street?” asked my friend Aa ron of me, as a dandified looking young man with a carefully cultivated upper lip and an intensely dignified gait approach ed us from the other side. “Why, is it possible,” I answered, “that you do not know him? That young man is Charley Man vers, a scion of the aristocracy, just returned from the North.” “It is’nt possible,” said Aaron—and then, as Manvcrs came up, we extended onr baud to give him a cordial greeting. But with a supercilious glance and a cold “How are you!” he passed on, and our proffered hands were withdrawn untouched. “I’ll thrash that shallow pated cox comb,” said Aaron, “before he’s a week older.” “Lei him go,” I responded, “his heart is in his boots, his soul in his pocket-book, and if he has any brain at all it is sewed up in the tail of his uew coat.” Charles Manvcrs was descended from quite an aristocratic family, according to the latter-day acception of the term. His grandfather had amassed considerable wealth as a hog drover and tobacco ped dler. His motto had been, ‘get all you can aud keep all you get,’ and the coin that came into his possession seemed to say, as it jingled down into the depths of his pocket, “Farewell vain world, I’m go ing home!” Asa result of his penurious ncss and avarice he became wealthy and essayed to move in higher circles. He was always admitted to the tables of those to whose society he aspired, but his money alone was sufficient to atone for his ignorance and boorishness. His money procured his election to the office of judges ship of the Inferior Court, and in a few years the aristocratic family of Judge Man vers became the nr. plus ultra of pride and position in the community. llis sons, six in number, were, like him self, unpolished, ignorant, rude, and cor respondingly arrogant, stiff, and vain. The eldest, father of Charles, had married the daughter of a rich butcher, a vain, flip pant, conceited girl, fond of dress, orna ment and display. They removed to Geor gia, and immediately took position in the ranks ot the ton. No question was asked *£ to family reputation; no note was taken of mental weakness and vulgar manners: liut the questiou was, “have they got mo ney?” That being satisfactorily answered, uo more information was necessary. To be sure, a few of the polished, edu cated, and refined, kept aloof from their association; but they were precious few indeed, money being the almost universal criterion by which men are judged—mind, principle and manners being entirely left out of the question. A family grew up around them, imbued with the same prin ciples and imbibing the same prejudices that characterized their progenitors. The two eldest, a son and daughter, the latter a yea? the youngest, were sent to school almost before they were able to walk, and continued in attendance until their fifteenth year. But the boy thought more of his marbles and top than he did of his books, and the girl, a fa? simile of her mother, pre-occupied her mind with dress and display; and the consequence was that they emerged from the cocoon, gay butterflies of folly and fashion, flitting out in life’s garden with no object in view save the sipping of every flowers’sweets. lie thought of nothing but ornament and pleasure, and it really seemed as tho’ the oil with which he deluded his ‘ambro sial locks’ had penetrated his caput, and so effectually greased every solid idea that they had slipped out and left a vacuum behind. And she, arrayed in Aiks and satins, forgot all else save the glittering tinsel of fashion’s frippery, until her flaunt ing ribbons hung out as signals of distress for shipwrecked ideas and castaway mind. ]Jis companions were, in the main, of a similar tone of mind and character. He associated with none but the rich, and up on a young man who could not wear broadcloth all the week he looked with the most sovereign contempt. But why need I particularize. You need only look around you, reader, to sec innumerable types of the same character. Society is burdened with them, and even the terra pin aristocracy, with all their wealth up on their backs, look with contempt upon the Codfish. Charles Maurers, think ug Ins o duca %\)t I effetstroiait. tion incomplete, concluded to take a Col lege course—but unfortunately, he enter ed the State University, from which he was shortly dismissed for sheer stupidity. Had he entered a religions institution, his money‘would have taken him through with flying colors. Celestia Arabella Manvors, desiring to polish her own ed ucation also, went to a large seminary, from which in dne time she retired with accomplished talent for ruining pianos and wonderful skill in painting landscapes in which small red mountains, large green sheep and a pink shepherd playing on a purple pipe predominated. She could also say parky reus and comprehendcz revs without the very slightest accent, and con versed fluently upon hydraulics, hydro statics and pneumatics, with an occasional flourish on mathematics. The two then, being educated after the most approved aristocratic fashion, were out. upon the matrimonial carpet watching for prizes. For the better promotion of this object, Mr. and Mrs. Manvcrs resolved to give a splendid ball, to which all the upper crust should be invited, together with a few of the plebeians just for the sake of con trast. A few nights before the affair was to come off, as the family w as holding a confab upon the subject, Celestia, who had been sitting silently for some time, suddenly ex claimed with great animation, “Oh ! Ma, you must-not forget Count Kismiazki! Do have a ticket prepared for him!” “Why, | my dear,” responded Mrs. Maurers, “what do you see in the Count so attractive?”— “Oh such a delicious moustache he wears, and such delicate small feet lie has. He is a poet too, ma. Did you not sec his sonnet addiessed to me in the Thunder bolt? Such imagination, such beautiful sentiments, such lofty language, such—Oh, ma, you must invite him!” “Yaas,”drawl ed Charley, “we must have the Count.— His presence is ah, indispcnsibly necessa ry.” “What’s he worth?” growled Mr. Manvers. I don’t believe in these ragged furriu Lords and Counts and sich like.” “Ragged, I’a, did you say?” asked Celcs tia with a theatrical air. “He dresses finer than Charles ever did or ever will.” “Yes,” chimed in little Bob, the prodigy of the family, “He does that; and I heard a chap say he belongs to the tarrypin har riastocracy too.” “Well, well!” said Mrs. Manvers, “He shall bo invited, say no more about it.” The night of the ball came on, and my friend Aaron and myself being invited, as plebeians of course, were upon the floor in due season. As the belles and beaux came crowding into the hall, Aaron re marked to me, “Now Billy, notice the girls. The only recommendations a young man possesses in their eyes consist in a fine coat, a moustache, brass enough in his face to make a six pounder, impudence aud dimes; and no matter if he was born in a hog-pen and raised on a dunghill, he is the ultima thuk of gentlemanly accom plishment. You see those two mechanics over yonder and those three farmers’ sons coming in. Let’s take a seat in yonder corner and notice the progress of the en tertainment.” Celestia Manvers majestically sailed in to the room under full press of canvass, the canvass of course concealed beneath the plentitude of silk and satin, and, es corted by the Count with quite an air distingue, advanced to a sofa prominently situated in the room and sat down amid the admiring smiles of the beaux and the envious glances of the belles. “Notice the broadcloth nobility,” remarked Aaron. “See that pug-nosed girl with the sandy hair and grey eyes striving to avoid the attention of that young printer, who is not only better looking and more intelli gent than all the hand-box gentry present, but whose father never was tried for big amy as was the paternal guardian ot that scented fopling who is whispering in her ear. And notice with what contemptu ous indifference that brainless dandy, Charles Manvers, passes by those two far-1 mers who have bowed to him, as though his boorish father had not mixed bran in many a hog-trough.” “You are too se- i verely cynical,” I remarked. But with out heeding my interruption lie continued. “Watch that be-jewcled and bc-whiskered clique over yonder round Miss Manvers. Look at the peusive attitude assumed by the trancendental Count Moustache, and the fascinated bewilderment in which he seems lost every time she addresses an ob servation to him. And there’s a ‘traveled monkey’ exhibiting his Parisian watch and German snuff-box to a party of addle pates, who think him a second Ilumboldt, when I’ll wager he docs’nt know whether Scotland is in Europs or South America. And there’s one of the would be literati etherealizing to that blue stocking girl who is striving to look ramantic, but on whose countenance a sentimental express ion is a frightful contortion. I wonder if that fool in the blue jeans coat and black cloth vest thinks that Miss Manvers will deign to notice his proffered attentions.” “He is no fool,” I interrupted. That is Henry Merton, a graduate of College and a young man of splendid talents. “I know he is,” said Aaron, “lie’s a genius in one way anu au ass in another. Genius dress ed in jeans, and talent minus dimes, is all humbug with these gaudy peacocks of imi tated fashion. Dont you suppose if he were as flashily arrayed as these dainty coxcombs around him, his attentions would be as eagerly sought after as they are now neglected and refused? lie has sense c nough to see that himself; and notice now how piqued he looks as he observes the contemptuous indifference with which he is treated. There is a lesson for yon, Bil ly! Study it well! Ignorance and vul garity, arrayed in pnrple and fine linen, i scorning and scouting the Lazarus of ge nin'*, lcaruiug and refinement. Here is wealth, dress, ornament, display, all the paraphernalia of riches: but no polish, no fl refinement; no rational converse; no spark • ling wit. All dullness, stupidity, arro gance, presumption, pride of shirt collar, vanity of boots and dignity of pomatum. This is a school of Codfish in which we : ourselves may lcaru and be wise.” Although I smiled at Aaron’s almost . cynical severity, I could not but aeknowl edge the truth of his remarks: for like the ram’s horn in the Aztec tradition, vulgari ty, ignorance and coarseness stack out, in spite of silk, satin, ribbon and jewels; GRIFFIN, (GA.) THURSDAY MORNING, JUNE 2, 1853. and a broadcloth vest, although it circled a bosom in which a noble generous heart pulsated, was an object of horror to the scented fops who cultivated their chrns rather than their minds and cared more for the polish of their boots than that of their manners. We watched the progress of the enter tainment for some time, in silence, and as I glanced occasionally at my friend, I could sec his lip curl with contempt, or his eye sparkle with a light not to be mistaken, as some painfully exquisite dandy w ould frisk by us, not deigning to turn upon us the light of his powdered countenance. — After wc lfad sat in observant silence for a while, he again resumed:—“Mark the professional gentleman, Billy!” And he emphasized the 1 with such a venomous significance, that I could not for bear a burst of merriment. “Mark the pro fessional gentleman! The embryo petti foggers; the lobelial and mercurial Escu lapii, and more than one white kerchiefed young divine, the latter “studying human nature,” —as Christians say when they at tend these worldly scenes of sinful pleasure. Just wait until these young lawyers, doc tors and divines arc licensed to litigate, purge, bleed, and save souls, and wont moral world be revolutionized as well as the legal and medical universe? Do you see that dull-faced, blear-eyed young pettifogger over yonder? Well, that same limb of the law as aforesaid, when he was examined for admittance to the bar, an swered with much dignity, when asked how many persons were recognized in law, just as many as could bo identified by competent Witnesses. And that skilful M. I), over yonder, picking his teeth with a lancet; recentlya’ fly blister on a man suffering with an abcess in the side. But the climax was capped by young par son B over there, who told his Sunday school class that Moses was the son of Job, and that Judas Iscariot was the father of Diana of the Ephesians.— Now you are ready to ask, why sucli add lepates are admitted to the practice of the learned professions. But don’t ask such a silly question. You know that the dol lar-god rules the world. The Judge upon the bench bows his august head at the bank note shrine. The learned pundits of the pill and lancet keep their souls in golden coffins, and the herald on the walls of Zion cries out “Whoever hath money let him come, yea and drink freely of the waters!” A fine coat will take a man in finitely farther thaw the pen of genius or the tongue of eloquence can possibly con vey its possessor in this day and genera tion. That chap over yonder with the high dickey and scowling eyebrows is a tragic actor in a Thespian Corps. Notice with what impressive gestures he enforces his views, and how he frowns and scowls upon that plainly dressed printer who wrote the very tragedy he nightly murders. Ah! Henry Merton lias suc ceeded in gaining Miss Manvers’ attention, and seems earnestly conversing with her. But he is wasting his eloquence upon her: literally throwing pearls before swine.— When he leaves her side she will ridicule him.” Just as Aaron concladed the lat ter remark, I noticed Miss Manvcrs’ coun tenance, over which a bright ruddy glow had spread itself. But it was “rather an angry flush than a delicate maidenly blush, and her handsome eye seemed lit up with an angry light as she spoke a few quick, sharp words to him aud then rose and left his side. His temples were bathed in a crimson glow for a few minutes as he kept his bright piercing eye upon her retreating form; then a slight paleness succeeding, he bit his lip, rose from his seat, and re tired to a window, where, half hidden by the tapestry, he stood looking out upon the bright moonlight scene without.— “Now,” said Aaron, “I see how the land lies. Merton has admired that girl; and thinking that she possessed the germs of many good qualities which her faulty edu cation has choked and not permitted to } expand, he resolved to try and win her, that he might cultivate those hidden vir tues and render her an ornament to soci ety and a blessing to himself. But she has indignantly repulsed him, and I am glad of it: for it will teach him a lesson he will never forget. He has fallen in love with her beauty; and his passion has blind ed him to the fact of its now being too late to eradicate her first impressions.— Moral worth and mental superiority arc in her eyes but as dross compared with the pure metal of gold and silver. She has been brought up under auspices most unfavorable to any other consideration, and he might preach to her for a milleni um and be unable to erace that principle. Now why could not Henry find more congeniality of spirit and kinduess of heart in that beautiful girl with the dark eyes and pensive countenance you see sitting above by the door?” I looked in the direction indicated, and truly I beheld a picture us simple unosten tatious loveliness, such as I have never looked upon since. Her dark unbraided hair fell in soft clusters around her pure and beautiful neck, and her mild hazel eyes beamed with subduing lustre, like two beautiful stars ia an Italian sky, while her high arched brows, and full ample fore head, betokened no ordinary mental en dowments. A simple dress of spotless white adorned her airy sylph-like form, and a rose-bud just bursting into the half blown flower rested upon her bosom, like a delicate and beautiful ruby nestling on the snow drop’s breast. She sat apart from the giddy thoughtless throng; aud though neglected, unnoticed by the gay butterflies around her, she. was yet the loveliest and purest of all that frivolous assemblage: and as I sac and looked upqq her, I wondered with my friend why Mer ton’s taste could be so vitiated as to per mit him to fix his choice upon one so in finitely his inferior on 4 so far'beneath the gentle sweet being before me. “She loves him too,” soliloquised Aaron. “I have watched her on other occasions, and her cheek is always flushed and l|ep eye beams with unusual lustre when she meets his glance. Did you notice toq hqw pale she turned when that bundle of gauze and silk turned the cold shoulder on him?— Her spirit was roused then, although she subdued herself almost in a moment.— Henry Merton is a fool with all his talent, and an ass in spite of his genius. lyhy will he cringe to these gaudy sunflowers who despise him for his poverty, when a kindly glance or a single smile from him would bind this chaste, lovely littic violet to his bosom forever! I’ll go over there and make him ashamed of himself before lie’s half an hour older.” ‘ Rising from Fits seat, he proceeded to the window at which Henrv Merton had stationed himself,'ami the twr> were soon in earnest converse together. Not many minutes elapsed before I saw Henry advancing towards her, and the joyous smile that lit up her countenace, as he approached and greeted her with one of his winning graces, sent a thrill of sympathetic pleasure through my veins that I never before or since remembered ,to have experienced. They were soon deeply engaged in conversation, and I could see upon his face, as readily as I can dis cern my words upon this sheet, the admi ration with which her modest and amiable but refined and social deportment was im buing him. “It’s all right,” remarked Aaron, as he resumed his seat at my side. “He did’ut love Miss Celestia Angelica Sera phina Silk and Satina—but thought that he might after winning her. Carrie has already consoled him for his grievous cut at the hands of that delectable Miss, and I begin already to snuff matrimony in the gale.” The entertainment was finally brought to a close. My friend and myselt retired to onr respective houses, while Henry es corted his happy companion to the door of her mother’s little cottage; although, whether lie kissed her hand or not when they parted, it is not this deponent’s pro vince to relate nor the reader’s business to know. A month after the scene'of the ball, I met my friend one morning, and he placed in myjiand a neat little note*superscribed in a ady’s delicate chirogranhy. I open ed it and read, with not lfiore surprise’ than pleasure, an invitation to the wed ding of Henry Merton and Carrie West. Reader, do you not think that I attended on that happy occasion? And perhaps I attended as groomsman, perhaps I did’ut: but its no matter; it would’nt please you any better to know the truth. In the meantime, the Count had united him self in the holy bonds of wedlock to Miss Celestia Arbella Manvers. But, having a much less opinion of the holiness of that covenant than his bride fondly imagined him to possess, he had no sooner convert ed her ten thousand into cash than sud denly the Count turned up* missing, A hat and pair of boots were found a day or two after on the bank ©f the river, and the disconsolate bride was comforted by the reflection that her lord had not proved unfaithful, as had been whispered abroad, but had fortunately been drowned before such a melancholy event had happened.— It was not long, however, before tidings came that the Count’s ghost had been seen vegetating quite luxuriantly at the Saratoga Springs. Blit certain incredu lous individuals who saw him at the Opera thought that he rapped rather too loud for a spirit. There is a moral connected with this sketch. Those who don’t see it need’nt apply it. Those who do, need’ut either unless they have a mind to. Griffin, Ga. From the Washington Union. REVOLUTION IN CHINA. A distinguished writer justly observed of China, that “it may almdst be said to have no history, for it has so few revolu tions to record that its annals rise in but a small degree above the limits of chro nology.” At long intervals, however, this political monotony is interrupted by the occurrence of rebellion and a change of dynasty. As far as the world of out side barbarians is informed, no political convulsion has shaken the Celestial Em pire since the Tartar conquest, and the establishment of the Mongul dynasty in 1664, by the famous Kublai-khan. But within the last twelve months vague ru mors of the progress and ravages of re bellion in the southern provinces of Chi na have reached this country —without exciting, however, afny~ By the last advices from the East, we learn that this rebellion has made such headway, and gathered such force in its progress, that in all probability the reign ing monarch will be unable to arrest it. Nankin has already fallnn into the hands of the rebels, and Shanghai is threatened. No satisfactory account of the origin or aim of the rebellion has yet been giv en, except the vague allegation of dis content with the existing order of thing?. This, of itself, is a most significant fact. That the desire of change, and the im pulse of political or social reform, should disturb the profound repose in which the vast population of China have slumbered for centuries, is a circumstance which foreshadows consequences of great mo ment to the civilization of the age. In their habits, customs, and social economy, the Chinese are not very differ ent from their ancestors of a thousand years ago. Before the discovery of A inerica, and while Europe was enveloped in darkness of mediteval barbarism, the vast and populous empire of China was enjoying many of the comforts and refine ments of civilization. The art of print ing, the manufacture of paper, and the composition of gunpowder, were familiar to the Chinese long before the birth of Roger Bacon or John GuttentJUrg. The great wall, one of the wonders of the world, was built before the Christian era; and the canal of. Yn-ho, seven hundred miles in length and two hundred feet wjde, was constructed about fourteen hundred yeais after Christ, Confucius flemished betore the birth of Grecian phi losophy. At a very early period the Chinese had carried husbandry and the art of manufactqring to great perfection. Literature was cultivated with splendid success; no aristocracy was known hui that of superior learning, and every class of the people advantages of education. But Chinese civilization kuew no progress. The jealousy of go vernment and the prejudices of the peo ple shrunk from all contqpl with the world. They imagined that they had attained the very summit of know ledge; that every step forvyard was a de scent, and every change hut 9 mutilation of perfection. A stagnant reservoir, fed by no living stream, is a fit type of Chi nese civilization. A competent writer says: “ The Chinese are a nation of in curable conservatives. They are the very transcript of the ancient world liv ing in the present day; they wear the same costume, are subject to the same law's, which are administered precisely in the same wa}’, and they exist, to all intents and purposes, in the same social and intellectual condition as their fore fathers did two thousand years ago.— This uniformity may be almost said to have been obtained by Nature; for it is a remarkable fact that the Chinese are so much like each other in personal appear ance, that it is difficult for a European to distinguish between them,” Now, whatever may he the ultimate issue of the rebellion in Chinn, the fact of its partial success, and the impression it has made upon the empire, indicate an awakened energy, a restlessness, aud a disposition to change, which foreshadow a new’ era in the Celestial Empire.— There lingers still a spark of vitality in that motionless and torpid body, and it “s not altogether insensible to the touch of external influence. The sun of Christ ian civilization, having completed its cir cle round the globe, returns perchance to accomplish its greatest achievements on the theatre of its earliest triumphs.— The civilization of the Old and New World meet on the shores of the Pacific, and it may he by contact with the energy of young America the most aucient em pire of Asia may be awakened from the lethargic slumber of centuries. We have no sufficient data upon which, to construct au accurate estimate dTfne wealth of the Chinese empire, but that its resources far surpass those of every other nation is evident from the statistics with which we are furnished by the im-i perfect researches of travellers. The embassy of Lord Macartney from Eng land brought back the first authentic in formation respecting the Chinese empire. A territory of more than five millions of square miles, four thousand walled cities, a population of three hundred and fifty millions, an army of nearly two mil lions of soldiers, a fleet of a thousand sail, and an annual revenueoftw'o hundred mil lions of dollars, are some of the evidences of its immeasurable wealth. Among the productions of its soil, every acreof whch is in the highest state of cultivation, are seen nearly all the tichesl offerings of the vegetable and mineral kingdoms. Its manufactures, especially of porcelain and silks, are unsurpassed by any nation.— What incalculable benefits would the United States reap from an urestricted commerce with an empire so teeming ir. wealth! What a market for the pro ducts of American skill and industry might be found among the redundant popular lion of China! The surplus production ofuur agi icultural labor would he especi ally acceptable to a people who reap a scanty and precarious subsistance from an overcrowded soil. If the ports of China were once thrown open to the commerce of the world, no other nation could compete with the Uni* ted States for the prize. England, our only rival, is held in poor esteem by the Chinese since the compulsory introduc tion of the opium trade, and the reluc tant treaty of 1842, coerced by the can non of Sir Hugh Gough. The United States, on the contrary, have enjoyed the uniform confidence and friendship of the Chinese since the skilful diplomacy of Caleb Cushing negotiaied the advantage ous treat} - of 1844, But this considera tion aside, the United States have, in their geographical position, an advantage against which no nation can contend in the compet'd ion for the commerce of the Chinese empire. Unquestionably the present crisis in the fate of China is the most propitious moment for the overthrow of that obso lete system of exclusion which so long shut out foreign nations from all com merce with its people. The opinion is expressed by a competent authority, that “if England, France, and America were to tender to the reigning monarch assis tance enough to sscuie his throne, he would bring his country into the great family of nations.” The Indiana of California. We find in the National Intelligencer a long report from Lieutenant Beale, Superintendent of Indian Affairs in Cali fornia, which exhibits a shocking course of injustice as having been practiced to wards the Indians of the Gold region, by the miners and other inhabitants of the State. He says that the United Stales laws and policy with respect to the Indians have been neglected or vio lated in California. They are driven a* way T from their bom s, and deprived of their hunting and fishing ground, at the pleasure of the whites, and when they come back to procure food they are often killed. It thus became qecessary for the Government agents to furnish them with food. For this pur pose large numbers of beef cattle were purchased agreeable to treaty stipulations, but it appears that the agent who made the contracts for these beeves conducted the transaction so lopsely that he did not know whether they ever received any of the beef, although it was paid for by gov ernment. in go<n e cases, it was shown that beef was paid for which the Indians never re ceived at all. The contracts were so made that the agents shared the profits with the contractor. Avery small por tion of the beef only went to the Indians, the agent having entrusted the delivery of it to an Indian trader, whp vyas also a contractor, and who convened the great er part of it to his own use. Other a gents were equally corrupt. Lieut. Beal's rppoft says that the drafts drawn for cattle, not yet delivered, were for 2,100 head, of which 7QO were by agent Wozent-raft, and 1,400 bead by sub-egent Johnson. These speculations have re duced the Indians to nearly a starving condition, as they have*no tpgans ofsub sistauce. Added to this, many of them are caught like cattle and obliged to work without compensation, being turned off to starve, and die when the work season is over. Mr. Beal gives the par ticulars of an instance occurring only 15 miles from San Francisco, surrounded by settlers and their slock, in which 78 In dians were found at a rancho, sick and destitute of food and clothes. When the agent found them, there had been IS deaths of starvation at one camp. These Indians ware captured by Californians, who made a business of selling them, as workmen, at so much per head. They wee the survivors of a band who were worked by their owners all last summer and fall, and turned adrift in the winter. In the expeditions to capture them, mauy were killed. When found, the Indians mentioned had been offered to the farmers in the neighborhood at a dollar a head, but it vvas considered too high for beings so low in flesh, and lather than lower the price, they were left to starve. Lieut, Beal says he knows it to be a common practice to catch Indian children when they are out gathering acorns, and hold them as slaves. A- great many Indian slaves are held in this way, or ta ken captive in forays. One hundred and thirty-six Indians were captured and sold as slaves in one county, h}’ a single band of Mexicans, and they are treated more like brutes than human beings. The statutes of the State afford no protection against the cruel treatment of the In dians. Lieut, Beal gives the details of several horrible massacres of Indians by whites without cause, and says: “There are from 75,000 to 100,000 In dians in that county, and probably not a week passes in which some are not kill ed or worked and starveJ to death. Ac counts o£ the killings usually appear hi the papers, and as such accounts are mostly derived from the actors, they pear as war exploits and expeditions for which the United States is called upon to pay. The total demand for Indian wars in California, it is believed is near a million of dollars. “The Indians of this country do not hold labor in disgrace, as those who live on the Atlantic sideof the continent. — They labor freely, and in the time of the missions did nearly all the labor of the country, cultivating and building, and memory and tradition present it as the happiest period of their lives. I know they would rejoice to get back into such a condition; and they hope to find it iq the military reserves, if established. At a place where I have collected five or six hundred, between the Mariposas and San Joaquin, and where I make frequent visits and temporary abode, the}’ are now working about twenty ploughs, and about one thousand acres will be cultivated this year. The ploughing is well done, and other Indians are begging the same priv ilege.”—N. American. A Nuptial Tragedy. A wealthy American merchant of the city of New’ Orleans had married a Creole lady of fortune, and, with the estates and servants, came in possession of a mulatto seamstress and her daughter, a child of seven years. The gentleman was so much struck with the extraordinary beau ty of the child, which had the purest Italian features and complexion, that he resolved to save it from the life of deg? radalion which was before it, and to free and educate it. He sent the child to a northern school, and there it remained until her sixteenth year —by all suppos ed to be a patrician Creole maiden. She herself knew not to the contrary, so young was she when sent to the Beloved by all her campanions, the idol of the institute, and caressed by every one, she left to return South, as she sup posed to the roof of “her uncle.” A young Louisiana gentlemsn, who had seen her in Philadelphia, and loved her, and was beloved by her, sought her hand on her return. The marriage day was fixed, nay, arrived, when her mother, who had beens old away in La Fourche interior, that she might never appear as a witness against her child, re-appear ed, and jn the bridal hall in the very hour after the ceremony had beep per formed, and claimed the magnificent and now miserable bride as her own daugh ter— a bound slave by birth, and an Afri can by blood! The scene, as described by one who was present, surpassed the pow er of a pen to portray. That night, the bridegroom, after charging the adopted father of hjs hi jde with his gross decep tion, shot hint through the body and disappeared, carrying, no one knew whither, his infamy and bitter sorrow.— The next morning the bride was found a disfigured cooase in a superb nuptial couch which had bain prepared for her recep tion. She had taken poison. Education, a cultivated mind and taste, which made her better understand how great was her degradation, now armed her hand w'ith the ready means of death. The unhap py planter recovered from his wound, and has gone to the North; where he re sides, buried in the deepest seclusion— the residue of his years embittered by the keenest regret. The Southern School Journal.— This is the title of a neatly printed pa per published monthly,lit Columbus, Ga, and edited by the Kev. Tho’s F. Scott, at $1 per annum. It is devoted to the cause of general education, and is con ducted with great judgment and taste. — “Education forms the common mind.” it moulds the characters of men, gives cast to society, “is the certain means of securing personal success in life, and the grand instrument of promoting the hap piness of the human family.” In short, it is the chief corner stone of popular Government and republican institu tion. Our State abounds with political agricultural and religious journals, which are useful in their way, but as far as we know, this is the only papei devoted ex clusively to the causo of education in Georgia. May we not then wish the “School Jonnial” God speed, and call upon every inlightened and patriotic citi zen to increase and extend its influence by a liberal support?— Sav. Republican The Mississippi Democratic State Con vention has nominated John J, Hl.Bae for Governor. Hard Fate. A few days since while three men were engaged in painting the front of a lofty house in Vesey-street, New York, the scaffolding gave way and one of the men was instantly killed. On Monday his re-, mains were followed to the grave by his widow and three orphans, two neighi bois joining in the solemn ceremony. And now for the history of this desolate family as given by the New York correspondent of the Philadelphia Dispatch. He tells us that this family had scarcely been two mon'hs in thfs country! This was the first chance the unfortunate deceased has been favored with, since he landed, of earning a penny, and, though a lawyer and a litt erary man at home, hunger and want, sickness, penury, and fiiendlessncss, had compelled hjm to take that day a brush in hand and turn painter, to obtain bread for his starving self and family! How brief was that labor! instead of returning home at night with his-dollar to his fam ishing little ones, he was earned home before dark on a shutter, a mass of man gled and mutilated humanity. In comfort able circumstances in Dublin, he and his family abandoned their home to better their fortune, and arrived here last Feb ruary. They had with them about in gold. They were robbed of this petty store within five mioutes after their trunks reached theshore, some “baggage smash - ei” carried off the trunk that contained it. This left them penniless in a foreign land. Sorrow made his wife ill. Their infant child sickened and died the first week after. Ihe broken-hearted immi grant was next prostrated .himself* by downright trouble and despair. All this exhausted the means of every friend to whom’ they could apply, every rag of clothes except that which covered their nakedness. Even the wedding dress had bgen pawned the morning of the accideut to obtain food! Yesterday the widow di.d, and to day the poor little children will be sent to the alms house! Three months ago the whole family were living joyously in their own native home, and now behold at Ward’s Island, in these helpless orphans, all that is left of it. A more crowded chapter of wretch edness and misfortune it has never been our lotto encounter. A Horrible Tragedy —We hayq read many ghastly accounts of Parisian life in the “fast” quarters of the city—some of which we believed, while others appear ed entirely incredible—but never have we encountered so frightlul a biographv (in brief) as that contained in the follow”- mg paragraph, which we clip from the French correspondence of the New York Express: “There was a large crowd at Morgue the other day. The papers had annouq? ced the removal there of found in the Seine. A woman who, fifteen years ago, was very fair, and very frail, and was known in Paris as La Belle Euphemie had found life intolerable, for her beauty had fled, and had thrown herself into the river. The mere exposition of the hotly of a suicide at Morgue was not, of course, the spectacle that bad attracted the crowds ed attendance—such sights may be views ed every day. But it seems that the faip Euphemie was covered with inscription from head to food; her whole body was tattoed with characteristic designs and allegorical devices. There were amato ry verses done in blue; erotic and caba listic engravings were exeojted with varying degrees of skill, and, an infinity of hands w’ere easily recognizable in their work, Ihe lady’s successive lovers had all traced upon her skin their names, and the date and duration of their liaison.— Like Orlando, they have written lore songs upon bark. They had hung odes on a lady’s limbs. You may imagine that the hope of enjoying such a prospect drew a large sprinkling of ama teurs to the dread-house.” The unfortunate woman—a human catalogue of amours and dispensations— was buried in the fosse commune —no one having appeared tp claim her corpse. Not one of the poetic gentlemen who had scrolled their inspirations on her lair arms, valued the poor remnant of what was once beauty and glowing aa: j s j-, e was flung out to rot, with no shroud but the record of her follies, her passives and her sips. Type of (he great city iq which she spent her days—which has changed her rulers as often as La Belle, Euphemie changed her lovers, while a red record of their deeds has been written on her surface by each, and which, even in our time, will be flung out from the society of nations as the corpse of a roup city—neglected, unlamented, and con temned. A Prayer for the Beaver Family. —ln the State of Ohio, there resided a family consisting of an old man, by the name of Beaver, and his four sons, all of them very hard tpests,’ who had ofteq laughed to scorn the advice and entreaties of a pious though very eccentric minister who resided in the same town. It hap? pened that one of the boys was bitten by a rattlesnake and was expected to die, when the minister was sent for, in great haste. On his ai rival he found the young man very penitent and anxious to be prayed with. The minister calling in the family, kneeled down and prayed in this wise: “O Lord, we thank thee for rattlesnakes; we thank thee because a rattlesnake has bit Jim. We pray thee to seqd a rattlesnake to bite John; send one to bite Bill; send one to bite Sam; and O Lord send the biggest kind of a rattle snake to bite the old man, for nothing but rattlesnakes will ever bring the Bsa ver family to repentance!” The New York times states that it is notorious in New York, that several par ties thoie are engage 1 in the African slave trade. The persons accused are said to be merchants and other monied men, who fit opt vessels which sajl Iq Cuba, and thence proceed to the pqast of Africa, under false papers, and b’ui’ bqck slaves. ° 1 Conversation, however light, should j.iever approach the confines of impurity. No. 22.