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Claris (so untn fetus. VOL. V. (Mg fanto ‘petes. Terms of Subscription: Pox 1 Year 7,00 Por 8 Months 3,50 No subsciptious received for loss than six months, and payment always required in ad vance. ► Rates of Advertising: 1 Square, (occupying the space of ten Bour geois lines, or less,) each insertion.,.§2,oo BETTER GO SLOW. In all the varied scenes of life—- Jje noise, confusion, turmoil, strife—■ These little words, if borne in mind, "Would suit right well all human kind— “ (10 slow ! ” The fast young man who cuts a dash—» Upon his “ Governor’s” hard earned cash, Will think when all his money’s tied, This motto should have filled his head— “ Go slow I ” The flirt, with lovprs at her fleet, , IJer cheeks so fair, her heart deceit, "When years shall steal her eharms away, Will weep she did not in youth’s May— “ Go slo w ! ” The man of money—he who spends His thousands on his horses —friends— May sit him down in after years, To con this lesson through his tears — “Go slow The husband, who to see more of life, Ueserts his children, home and wife, When sunk beneath the land of fate, Will mourn ho did not—ere too late— “ Go slow!” The wife who always shopping goes, Leaving her children out at toes, Should keep this matter in her heart, And learn to act a mother’s part “ Go slow ! ” The banker counting cent per cent — The landlord eager for liis rent — The clerk behind his master’s till — Twill suit you all—this lesson will — “Go slow !” The widow, wife, the maiden, miss, The husband, father, think of this— J n whatever path you go. ’lis always best to travel slow— “Go slow.” kittVclide. U, who hds not seen Kitty Clide ? She lives at the foot of the hill, In a sly little nook, By the babbling brook That carries her father’s old mill. <_), who does not know Kitty Clide? That sunny-eyed, rosey-chccked lass, With a sweet dimpled chin, That looks roguish as sin, With always a smile as you pass J Sweet Kitty—dear Kitty— • My own sweet Kitty Clide; 1 n a sly little nook, By the clear babbling brook, Lives my own sweet Kitty Clide. With a basket to put in her fish, Every morning with a line and hook, This sweet little lass, Through the tall heavy grass, Steals along by the clear running brook. &he throws her line into the stream ; And trips it along the brook side, 0 how 1 do wish That Igvas a fish, To be caught by sweet Kitty Clido. Sweet Kitty —dear Kitty, <Scc. How I wish that I was a bee, I'd not gather honey from flowers, But would steal a dear sip From Kitty’s sweet lip. And make my own hive in her bowers; Or, if I was some little bird, I would not build nest in the air. But would keep close by the side Os sweet Kitty Clide, And sleep in her soft silken hair. Sweet Kitty—dear Kitty, &c. ■ 1 "*?'■ . .-L '.l'. ” A gentleman who left Mobile on Satur day afternoon, 20th ult., gives the Augusta Chronicle interesting facts about matters and things in that city. On Friday after noon two large and destructive fires occurr ed, supposed to be the work of incendia ries. AH the non-combatants are leaving the city—every steamboat and rail road irain are crowded. The fighting portion wof the citizens and the soldiers are in the best of spirits. The city is well fortifidd, and the authorities are certain that they will be able to hold the place. The Fed arals had ceased firing on Fort Powell. Everything was quiet Saturday. ♦ The Centralia (111.) Journal of the 28th ,nit. says : The new constitution of Neva da lias been received and will bo adopted by Congress. The committee is also per fecting a bill for the erection of a new ter ritory, Montairo, composed of portions of Idaho and Utah. Three new States will enter the* Union in ISG4, viz: Colorado, Nevada and Nebraska, BLAKELY, GEd., MARCH 10, 1864. The best that England proposes for Us. It is well known that the English government not only does not lean to ward the Southern Confederacy, but it is not even natural; it favors the Yankees, as witness its allowing them to recruit soldiers and obtain any or all the materials of war within its bor ders, while we are denied such privi leges. We had thought that, although the English government opposed us, there was a considerable party in England in favor of recognizing us un conditionally, and putting us on at ! least an equal footing with the North. We find, however, that we were mis taken, as the following paragraph, 'ta ken from a circular of the “ Southern Independance Association of London," will show : “ The association will also devote itself to the cultivation of friendly feel ings between the people of Great Brit* ain and the Confederate States ; and it will, in particular, steadily but kind-' ly represent to the Southern States, that recognition by Europe must nec essarily lead to a revision of the sys tem of servile labor unhappily be queathed to them by England, in ac cordance with the spirit of the age, so as to combine the gradual extinction of slavery with the preservation of property, the maintenance of the civ- A • il polity, and the true civilization of the negro race.” If any instance of cool, Yankee-like impudence and presumption coining * from John Bull could take away our breath, this precious extract, would; but alas ! we know too much of that gentleman’s history to be astonished at any thing of the sort. It is perfect • ly in keeping with his character and precedents. England, while she sets up as vindicator-general, has never, does not now, and never will, hesitate to subjugate, overrun, enslave and massacre, whenever she imagines that her interest or aggrandizement re quires it. Nor does she confine this treatment to savage tribes, but bestows it on all alike, over whom she can ex ercise control—her equals in civiliza tion and refinemet, as Welsh, Scotch, Irish ; and her will good against oth ers, as for instance the North Amer ican colonies. Let the murderers at -Glencoe, in Scotland, the butcheries of the natives in India, and numerous other instances, speak concerning the cruelty and rapacity of this cold-blood ed, proud, selfish people, And these are they who presume to lecture us, and meddle with our do mestic institutions ; who tell us “ that recognition by Europe must necessa rily lead to a revision of our system ot servile labor.” We do not now undertake the defence of negro slave ry—though we are always ready to do it, when necessary, and we are convinced that the Bible, nature, and all right, is on our side—but we say if it were all that its enemies represent it to be, let them paint it black as they will, even then the hands and garments of those who adopt it will be as snow, compared with the blood-dyed skirts of that Gehenna of earth, England. “ No .* we say to this arrogant peo ple, keep your sympathies, for the “Greeks are at your doors,” and leave us to work out our independence alone. We desire no proffers of aid and com fort, if they are to be accompanied by deliberate insults. For three years have the Confederates maintained a struggle for freedom, and they are no nearer subjugation now than they were at the beginning of the contest. God being our helper, we will yet be an independent and prosperous na tion. —E atonton Countryman. The Federal papers boast 500 Confederate prisoners have taken Lin coln’s oath and joined his armies, late ly. The statement is undoubtedly a lie. - Why is a pretty face like cheap fur niture? Because the varnish that catches the eye will not stand the fire side blaze ? When is an orator most likely to get stuck ? When he comes to the point. Hoops. Dear Mr. "Editor .- I hope it nint true. It can’t be. It’s all a hoax. If I thought we were going to leave ’em off 1 think 1 should do something desperate. Please give me your word that it isn’t so. It aint, is it ? I'm talking about hoops. What would a poor little thing like me do without ’em ? I might get in and out of a stage or enter a box at the opera without any one noticing me. I shouldn’t take up any room at all if it* wasn’t for them and cotton batting, but »*ould be just like an eel. It’s all very well for fat people, and they say the widow Albert who started this idea is just as fat as butter. They don’t need such things—but if they.looked like threadpapers in their flannel pet ticoats they’d know how to feci for us. Now with crinoline and the floun ces one isn’t so bad, but hoopless ! Oh! I can’t bear the thought. Os course there are inconveniences at tending the dear things —sometimes they catch in spikes and railings and give one such dreadful jerks, and great awkward men will get caught, in them and tumble down, and then in a crowded place you never can be quite sure what they are doing at the back, and in,a carriage they will bulge up so awkwardly, and since they have made ’em with cords they seem to lengthen every minute like that dan cer, who is ground out longer and lon ger in a machine, and when you go down stairs you hear ’em go click-click behind you all the way. And it isn’t pleasant when you are waltzing to have your partner tangled up in them. But they are so improving to the hu man figure when it hasn’t any shape, that that fact alone counterbalances any evil. Besides, what would be done with the stock on hand if everybody took the widow Albert's advice ? They say they make vine trellices of ’em— , but you couldn’t plant so many vines, and with fixing you might keep par rots in ’em, or small wild beasts. But, I m sure I, for one, don’t want to keep parrots or wild beasts. Besides, to look at them and think what one had lost, «id he so slinky, and perpet ually reminded of the lovely way in which one’s dress used to stand out, would be too dreadful. I’m not strong minded, and I couldn’t live through it. Now| Mr. Editor, I won’t be a bean pole—that I’m resolved upon—a thing that could go through the eye of a needle. I won’t, take up any smaller than Ido now in the world, it is a conspiracy on the part of the men, I know. They begrudge us standing room, and want to deprive us of the little courage crinoline bestows upon us, and if the widow Albert counte nances it she is put up to it by the Prince of Wales or Lord What’s-his- Name—the one in the white hat that came with him. But let the widow Albert, and Mrs. Bonapart, and Mrs Abe Lincoln, all join in the wicked attempt, I- for one will resit it. 1 will wear hoops, even if the act is accounted treason, and will part with my crinoline only with jno breath, as surely as my name is Gaily Slim. .» ♦ * —— We met a good looking soldier yester day a native of Virginia, and now in one of the hospitals of Macon, from a gun-shot wound in the hip. lie said ho was the last one of tight sons, all twins, all went into the war about the same time and all but himself had been killed upon the bat tlefielf or were dead of wounds received there. Five of them were killed at Fort Houelsou, and one was wounded and died in a Federal hospital. He, himself, the last of the eight, was hobbling about op a pair of crutches and one limb slowly perish ing away. He was however, still full of pluck, in good spirits, and only regretted that he was unfit for the field. This is a strong case of the horrors of war. Why is conscience the most elastic material in the world? Because some times it cannot he stretched over an \ ant-hill, while at others it is mode to j cover a mountain. i Drawn Butter. In the ancient burg of A- , a tew years prior to the war, lived an old German baker, rejoicing in the euphonious cognomen of Dingerham nier. Old Dingerhammer was what the boys call a “case.” Ordinarily he was mild and gentle in his manners, but it needed only one vvord to throw him into a towering rage, and that tragic word was butter. The reason why the bare mention of this word was go potent to stir up the old Ten-* ton’s bile, was as follows : It seems that he was accustomed to deal at a sort of country store in A , and on one occasion, while settling an ac count, the clerk saw him conceal a line roll of sweet butter in the crown of his tall begum hat. He said noth ing at the time, but presently invited old Dingerhammer into the little back room, where there was a rousing fire, the day being one of the bleakest of December. Closing the door, the clerk, whose e> es sparkled with antic ipated fun,, politely invited his unwil ling guest to take a seat, and then pro ceeded to, mix up a warming bowl of whisky toddy. At the same time he stirred up the fire in the old tin-plate stove, added fresh fuel to the already glowing mass, and soon had the room up to a fever heat. Old Dingerham mer became very restless,, and drew up first one foot and then the other, in his impatience to get away; but his . rmentor insisted upon his trying the toddy, which, by-the-by, he was in no great hurry to make. In proportion, as the mercury rose iff the thermome ter, were Mr. -Dingerhammer’s fears exalted ; for, by this time the butter in his hat began to melt, and soaking through his thin gray lopks, poured streams of grease down over his face. What was to be done ? He feared de tection : he could not get away ; and at length fidgeted in such a manner as to force his tormentor to ask what was the matter. “Mein Cott,” was the reply, “it ish hot; ” and hauling out an old cotton handkerchief, he began to swab his face and neck with furious zeal. “ What is that, Mr. Dingerhammer?” the clerk ; “ the heat appears to all’ect you very much : take a drink.” “OH ! ah! yes! ” And the hand kerchief dabbed away faster than ev er, until it was saturated with melted butter. * “ Oh! id ish nading but schveat! ” almost shrieked the victim in his agony. Still the clerk would not let him off. He piled up the fire and pressed the old Dutchman to drink, until the oleaginous streams swelled into perfect torrents of melted butter. “ How do you like it—the toddy, Mr. Dingerhammer ? ” ‘‘Gh ! id ish hot: the room ish hot and I presbire noding but schveat! ” And with this declaration he bolted for the door, and made his. escape. The result of this severe ordeal was to deprive old Dingerhammer of even the small quantity of hair nature had kindly left him; and from that time forward it was death and thunder to mention “ butter ” in his presence. Dr. Marshall, of Morgan's com mand, had with him a servant' man named liobin, at the time both were captured with Morgan in Ohio. Rob in was urged by the Yankees to en list in their army, but spurned the pro position. They then told him that if he would take the oath of allegiance to Lincoln, he should have liis liberty; but his reply v/as, “ I will never dis grace my family by such an oath.” The consequence was, he was incar cerated in a dungeon, which failing to produce the desired effect, he was ta ken to Camp Douglas, where he is now kept, having suffered imprison ment seyen months, rather than take the oath of allegiance to the Yankee Gnvernment.” When is a man ripe for anything ? When he is a little mellow When is a candle like a tombstone ? When it is set uf> for a late husband. NO. 22.