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F. R. FILDKS, Editor. VOL. YT. vi lie Quitman Yaunrv. PUBLISHER EVERY FRIDAY. TERMS: TWOiDOLI -V A,YEA K wripx nm i.v adva.vce, Ain EUTJSIML Ohq square. HO tin. -r L-o first insert Icr j When adviTtisi im nrs art* continued for one j month or lonjrer. the cluirpre will be ns follows : : No. of ! 1 Month. 2 Months. J M Months j A Months, j r « Month?. | ' Month! 7 .ifenthe. i Months. | M Months. I 12 Months. p: r YiYI*J ! ill* Si y.|l? ! s'tn.oo: bd :«! i-'-l : <■ ss.t |.»l <r. «|l2-»» ! i 20 3<l ■- j H'| I.' 44 !••! 6|l Mu ■ ’ ■ d■: !• 1 i-Ji i ■ liM'ii! : I ■'! 1 lSWil'i-n set r.| 7DI 7 : | sol ; 1 Km 120 J.'j -' [)• !■" •• ;; .! . pr. ';r.. 5.01> <7 n:ii-cli.uis. nor .to ... G.OO ; N't'im* I.! iills*l* '.V.-iitws •'.))!> n't h •l" Viil’. 1 V.V'V miilallj l’liori :smo.\ a f.. Professional. TyE Hf! Aid. <'< > xrinix Tin: fractick Our Hrvv i.flicr is nf the roar of Urn now j brick store. I:RH • A .11.1.K5. March si. i s n. I' If Medical Notice. B;Vi H lVY:V;.Vf.];v:;vv;::IVv 1 Vv October 20. I*7l. ::-m t w. i). nkjs Set # ATTOI!NI.Y AT LAW.; QriTMA.V, I’.ROOKS CoI'NTV. Okoiioia. j - ; V ».M FT \'i ii.VriON to nil j September IV 1. JAMES 11. lit AT UK, nuh Counsellor at Vain,' QtiiTMAN, CA. March 17, 1-71. ly KDWAH I) li IIAK OE.N, ATTORNEY AT LAW.] IQUIT.M AN, C EORGIA, Late w Afforiatc ! ‘' Court l»it *«:«1 Stair- for '. 1 . a r-.i ac<l Uah. Ml Killop ,1 Fp-m :: n ■ ivhll A, ■;IA y» | hV'WVV ' v:'::::::::::" : linn. J. R. All- :■■■! Ti...i-1 ml'.-. <-a ». > Hum! Aid io '■! tiboil. <. ... | Hon. IhwM ft. H I I'll lm" - '■ I lion. Jo.u pli !.. ii. V '•'* if on. Unworn A. V. 1! -r I' ■ '■ ' Clip). .!.■! li V V ■ Vi I'l- ■’ . i.t .■■■■:. . JOHN (. Mt< ALL, Yltornni rmh at Vito, M ill prank .'in !. r mi'i. --f TANARUS;.. .-n ,L. tnfc ftotricn. Oil 1 nit an«l Clinch. >WOri :. i;: <'i-.-.-r M< c -ll A (Hi. Urn _• m■ -ij H. F. ETT, Yitcnitn ;uV (Tour tUor at Vito,! Qnitmnn, Brocks ( «;. <in. THOM A ‘ AV i li Y Justice of- 1 m ct p e ac e , COLLECTING ACENT, | QVIT.VAX (iEvli'iJA '■ pHr Will glv.- particular attention lo allj claims I'ln* b<l V ban-is tor collecti n. and i uinL<* pn iojif n] proj.cr l- ' -rrs oi the same.; March 24,1871. 12-ts TO FOROHASERS SEA FOWL Cr'i v/.ro: YOU are h' ' ; ! !bo f yo ; note- ar* _L in our h:.: - lo! ‘ i . ion. I’r pay ment of them is tb'-ireil. One o/ u - can b*: foond at all times, readv t.» settle with you, at the Store of W. E. EARN; - . CO. T. .1. LIVING?TON. W. K. BARNES. October 1 V 1871. 2m DUNCAN & JOHNSTON, COTTCNFACTORS General Commission Merchants, !;•’ Bay Strt-c-t, nov3-:ia _ Savanualj, Oa. For tiii- Quilruan Ilaniuo 1 . ; Misct-Hani-oM* K-saj —i.tway X». I. | O ITappini'si.| our bfinirs end mid aim; ; (food, pleasure,eupe,content! wliuie'r iliyname: i That someihing still which prompts Ui’ eternal For which we bear to live, or dare to die; i Which slit! so near ns vet hevoii.l lies! i O’ei lock'd, seen and. nblk by the fool and wise : I I’ha nt of celestial sect if" dropp'd below. Fitv, in what mortal s.-il thou deimi'st to gr-w! —Jiaaay on Mm. “Whore, 0, where is happiness t<> he i found?” is an important inquiry, which seems to have been universally institu ted by man in all u-i sand countries of ! the world, and which still C’ditiliruatly ' addresses itself to .the mind ol every rational creature; but (may we ti.il con fidently say) without the slightest pins pect of a satisfactory resp itiac ever be imr awarded thereto. Many, very tn ey, indeed, (with -ut possessing it them selves), have had the hni'diliuod to at tenipl a reply to this unanswerableques t Son, civil g, ‘ 1,0 here! lo there!” but, with what little success, with wlnt downright fully, with what bitter disap pointment, chagrin, vanity, and vxa tion of spirit, their cries and efforts have been invariably attended, the his-j lory of mail, in nil "ages and countries j of the world, affords ample testimony. Is not the same inquiry still vainly! propounded at the present day, and will j it not eve r co> linuc to be instituted l.v i t lie indefatigable and aspitiug mind, the j weary, way woru, restless and longing spirit of man, throughout the unending- ! atres of endless futurity? “Where, 0 where, is happiness to be found?” -that \ long-sought treasure, that ‘'precious ! pearl of great price,” that lo which we j all aspire an the chief, not to say, ,W< j object of “our being’s end and aim.’’?— that concerning which we daily hear, I read, speak, think, am! write so much? I Shall we go up into heaven (surely n t down into hell!) in quest of ii? Shall, we lake the “wings of the morning, " and ■ search for it "in the uttermost parts e! the earth'? Hark! “Lo! here it is,” exclaims the Rev. I)r. W’esle.v; qw \ pt'/iit, hie exC- —that w hich then gcckctli j m here— here, in tin; l« >ru e.f a cloi -- ; linn; f-r, says he, rcery clirislian !» Imp py, perfectly happy; and he who is hoi ‘ happy, is not a Christian.; seeing, if lie were a rhal Christian, lio could rot bul ! he happy! Well, t lion, if happiness is to la; foil- and j on earth, according to the 10-v. Doctor, it is to be found in the p.-v.-sin and enjoyment, of religion— i. e. "in the: knowledge arid love of tied, as manifes ted in the Son of His love, through the j Isut the intelligent reader, na think will not be uitisfi-d with the tic-g-re enjoyment of such inipei feet ami me. in pn hensible happiness, as Dr. Wesley I has above defined, "is there a soli;ary ' Christian,” he asks, "! < noalh the broad ; canopy of hea veil, w ho ("• n eonscii titn.ns !v say, that he or she s perh-ctly htq.py? : SJiow me Midi an one . u earth (eon; a noth he), and r wit! forthwith confess to | the adequaev of red g * n t" make non what he neither is and nev-i-i la# been- ' VvfaVnj happy. : It therefore appears that, wo must de- ; spair of ever realizing happiness, prrft’rl | hajp iun*, in th’s world, at least, since j its lovalf is nowhere to be found on faith; ’tlf? an exotic that vegetates, and fl inrishes not in "these 1 w grotim! • i of sorrow.” Thus thinking, feeling , tn dj be ieving, is it rlrange that the pu t ; should have regarded happin"s* as u , myth, yielded to despondency, and e.x-| pressed himself in the following m* u.- : cholly strain : ,- Oh, Happiness: *no inhabitant rs enrt!i tlif.u .•In unseen nn ’,<h, we in t'.•. : A faith, whose martyrs are the broken heart, j Which earth hath not seen, nor e’er s’lailV-e, ; The naked eye thy form, an it hoiild In : | The wind hath made Usee, rr: Up pi-! htwm— | i h’en with its own desirinit phano- v: i .-Ind to a thfivyht knch si • and irr. iee given. I Ai haunt- the ..incpior, diM soul-parch’d, vvea ried--wrung aud riven!” A.J.O. A Mas Goes Cp.azv from Ftgjttivo Firs,. !—Last week a wealthy fanner in Madi son township named Jacob Fittston l»-- j came deranged from fighting a lire iri the ! woods in his vicinity, and, hh his iusttn ; itv took a dangerous turn, it was thought : best to bring him to the city and confine I him in jail. He is a large, powerful ! built man, forty years old, and weighing nearly two hundred pounds, and it look ! the combined strength of ad( zen men to I secure him, he fighting them as only a i mad man can fight. When oven o-v ured he was lashed to a tv.- ive fed p'ank and brought to the jail, that being t • I only way they CouiJ bandle bitn. II ■ : was fastened to the plank s.-me twelve hours. As soon as he was torned loose jin a cell he tiroke the iron turds lead in pieces a £ it it had been toads of wuo 1, Hi-.SB SHAII. THE PBEI s THE PEOPLE’S RI3HTS MAINTAIN, UNAWED BY FEAR AND UNBRIBED BY GAIN. QUITMAN, GEO., NOVEMBER 17. 1871. tore up the t'ed nothing and his own, ! and it was not only useless but impose!- j tile* to make efforts to subdue h’m. On ! Saturday night, hewever, the stench in the cell became unbearable, and Sheriff Gh.vcr dccided'tbat it must be eh aned. Speaking to two of tl o prisoners to aid, he unlocked the cell door. Fittston, perfectly nude, and armed with an iron : l.nr- a portion of the bedstead—was ; walking a eirp.le about the cell. Wait -i ng until iiis biHsks was’ttimed the sheriff i quickly opened and springing I tor the crazy m»irs beck closed his anus j around it. The) ris -ners as quickly fob i lowed, and after a terrific stiuggle Fitt | ston was conquered and lionnd until his I cell was clean) and, when he was again I loosened. Y.-storday Sheriff Glover i • storied w r ith him for the insane asylum j I tit Indianapolis. rim v, ibe. I ‘Grumbling grumbling! That’s the way! \ever anything in the house to! eat "when 1 eel home Ie m work or iI there is, it isn’t fit for a dog. Then when j T speak of it you cry and run on with a : long string of wants. I won't stand . it!’ ft was Sam Pilkinton who spoke; his ! poor, pale, patient wife, whom he ad i dreused. ’Why don’t you talk hack, Jane?— Yon haven’t the spirit of a cat!’ Jane was replying all the time, for tear after tear chased each otla.r down ; her thin cheeks. ‘Why aren't the children at school?—| free seiioo’s—yen can’t say it takes mo i-ev to send ’em there!’ ‘Edward, Emma, Samuel, Francis, j come hen.!’ The four children, at their mother’s call, crept, np from the comer into which I 1 1 ey had crept when he, the fat her, camel in, for they w- re all aid of him. It was very cold, the ground was fro- ! zon and covered will) snowy yet not one! of them all had a shoe on. Their clothes j were mended and patched all over, yet loudly lit In wear in the house, not to; speak of outdoor air. ‘Why haven’t they got shoes ami For lie was sober to-day, and lie was I worse ti an usual, for the Want, nf his accustomed drink almost maddened him. ‘Why don't yon keep ’em lit to go to 1?" That's v. : a' 1 Want to know and I will know it neghty quick, or I’ll | trounce the life out of v' u!’ •Samuel-I waul you to answer me, i 'roly, a lev qui Minus . Then von may | kill me and 1 vviil utter no wind of re proach.’ ‘Well, ask ’em, ami he quick about, it.’ ‘llow much (b> yon earn at the shop?') 1 kl'C same as the other hands—nearly , twenty dollars a we. k.’ ‘Huvv much do,ton allow me out of that lo keep house with?’ ‘Why, as dollars, yon fool- a whole I’m always out with my Mends.’’ ’ 'Samuel, out of this, four dollars a ] week has to go for rent, or wo won I 1 ! have no rooms to live in. On two dol lars you expert me to fed yon and four! e.idldnm, to'rlotlm and keep shoes on j tin jr feet,’ ■Well. V' VI get. washing to do?’ •At two |tine * s w ashing’ out, I get. a ii day. It is all I can g< t, and ; more than 1 am Vil" to do.’ •Well, Jane, it does took r’ileer hard ! —nevr mind i'll give you a little more next week. Have you gut any’ money in the houm ? I got to toe shop late this morning, and another mm was at I.’IV hone -1 can’t wotk to-day!’ ‘Good, Will y a jus' run around to I the grocery and get me a hotllfc of goi?’ ‘Yes, Samuel.’ And Jane j’ilkinglon stooped down \ and took the remnants of shoes, and the j stockings full of holes from her feet. ‘What ale you doing that for Jane?’ he asked, beginning to think she was ! going toad. "file ground is covered with wot snow, I Haruiiei—-if I get these wet, 1 have no j si j; the children would starve entirely thev are half starve I now ’ ‘Stop, Jane!’hr said huskily. ‘Stop' this is too had, 1 don’t want that gin! j I am a miserable brute ’X, , Famne!, von a'-e* my husband, and—befote you drank wo wore so hap- ; py!’ And now tears farm in showns. ami j not from her ryes alone—his antis wore j around her as of o’d, and lie v, pt while! t! e children stood and wondered, j ‘Jane!’ he sobbed. ‘You asked me! ! once to sign the pledge. I cursed you ; and refused. Hut bring it to me now, ai it 1 will both sign and Mop it.’ ‘Oh, my husband!’ she sol led—‘this, is the happiest minute of my life!’ i ‘Dear —good, patient Jane—it shall \ I tie! I will wmk harder than ever, and ; , you shall have all my wages with whicn t,, make homo what home ought t“ be.’ Header, to-day, in ‘the whole length! (i f Kivington struct, in all this city, you ! cannot find a happier family than that l of the Filkingtou’s. And all because a husband opened his eyes to home neces sities and outside dangers, signed the t( r:;eiT..nce pledge, and became a max.— .V n: Yolk WrAly. The covetous, the angry, the proud, 1i,,. jealous, the talkative, cannot but r.uti’ ill iitci.Jv, a.; well us false. MARKET SCENE. BY BIGXOU BLITZ, Tn going through Sixth Street Market j one morning, 1 observed a middle aged Dutchman leaning against a lamp post, ! with a basket of clean looking eggs he- More him. He seemed anxi its to sell | nut olid constantly kept up The cry 'Bure eggs, shoutleiueii and vomans. She \p, sheap.sheap!’ 'How do you sell your eggs?' 1 inquir ed . 'Fourteen cents a tizen.’ ‘Fourteen cents, eh? Well now, that, is not d< ar, it they are all good.’ ‘Oootl remarked the Dutchman, iath ;er indignantly. ‘Der isn’t a pad egg in all dom vat’s in tho basket . ’ j ‘Not a had egg’? said 1. 'Now my j j good sir, it’ 1 was convinced of that, 1 j would instantly purchase the entire lot. !at your own price. Good eggs is what \ I want, and 1 will not slop at a cent or two a dosen.’ ‘Shoes* look at that, mine fiicn,’ said j the Bgg dealer, as with a sort of pride, he picioM up one of the eggs, and shad- I ing it with his hand held it. between his I eye and the sun; “clear ;ih vassal' init a well bucket, eh?’ | I took the egg, and holding in the ■ same position, declared it was not fresh. The Dn elrnan examined it. again, and then reiterated his former assertion, when, lo settle the dispute, it was agreed to break th.? egg. 1 broke open one end ot the shell with my knife, when lo! a feathered head came peeping through the ap itnre The Dutchman started hack with affright, while much merri ment arose from the mixed crowd which had ga I her* and around. ‘1 thought that chap's eggs wasn’t good,' muttered one. "A mill! an* its chickens lie's selling, and not eggs/ chimed in an Irishman with a smile. ‘L i me, 1 was just going to buy some i - J them,’ exclaimed an old Indy, as she but- on her specs and looked at the hint. ‘And the darling thing is alive,’ said a young Indv, as I caught tho nnhalched ! chicken and drew it carefully out. The Dutchman was too much struck with w iijdorrnc'it to hm and llm numerous j l ■ l ■i m that < ame bom tin* crowd, and with his hands crammed in his breeches pockets, and his eyes fixed on me, ho se- rm and transfix* and as a statute. ‘Now, my friond, you S' i* you cannot deceive rm* with your eggs. If they Ht-iv lea 11 y as you represented tlu’in, I would have taker) the lot, ;i* it, is, I can only have the one 1 broke open. The chicken is worth something—what do you charge me?’ ‘Two cent,’ replied the Dutchman with a heavy siglr. ‘Ghoap. 1 will pay you,’ running mv : hand into into my pocket. ‘But stop maybe 1 can get the money out of anotli-; J’i king a sound one out of the basket, j I broke it. open, and to the great amuse- : merit of the now large crowd arotied me, j and to the strip* (ication of the owner oil eggs, I pulled out a t«m doll u* bill. ‘Ah!’ stid I, ‘that’s better than nj chicken 1 will try anotlnir. 1 reneln and down, and was about, to Hr- ' lee! a third egg, when tire Dutchman kHz- j itl his basket, and covering it. with his j body shouted: ‘(J-* away mit. you! you spile all mine! good eggs mit yoni darn fool -tings.’ l.ini • 1 i.ii.im.'Jtiiin a hall dimota pay ha’ the two I had used, and j piimliiiter lay way through tho crowd, made off’. Tl a; oyi’S ofall fdlmvad lilt', j far iiimi; than otic thought I had sonic i i oninai ion with tho evil spirit; but. on j I-ar 11 ii who I was, Myilloa r naid I oiia-ht i:om>’ ajraia, if 1 would only put. ton dollut hills, instoad of unliatciiod ohickoiiH, into his pggs. ANCIENT UELIOS. In a dosertod sh p in I’ittsfiold, Mass r.ohiis.nMh, thorn rests on its block an an -1 vd that has done duty for more than I throe hundred years. It is as sound to day as it was in J 633, when El tweed j I’omeroy, after welding for tho Stuarts | the ponderous horseshoes of the same stylo and pattern that his ancestors had made daring many generations for the j Tudor's and I’Uotngents, g-ew weary of j taxes without law and work without j wages, and taking his anvil, sailed for the new world. A deft workman, lie thrived in the settlements, and left his anvil as a heirloom to his d' eendants. I They show you in tho Tower of London the anvil on which the sword was forged that Richard Cwu'di: Lion used in his famous contest wilh Saladin; aud at the collection of l’ompei.i i antiquities in Na ples there is an anvil, made certainly: before the CbristianEra, which, had evi dently done Service for stalwart work-j men of many generations before tl e city was burned. Hut, better still in the Egytian mom of the Hrittsh Museum, tie re is a veritable anvil of the Pharaohs. Jt is said to be older than Rome, older than Greece, older than Jerusalem; as old as the days of Abraham, and proba bly in existence when the patriarch ’was come into Egypt, and the Egyptians be hold Ha:ai twit she was very fair.’ It is jast like a modern anvil, made apparent ly Hie same way, weighing about seven ty-five poll ids and soun' 1 a; it was when first struck by the hammer thirty centu ries ago. Choose a friend as thou dost a wile, . ail death separate you. Tlsr Bt iu’cmakt r. BY UNCI.IO II KB BERT. ‘Two can play at that game,’ said Leonard Blake, a flash of anger in his J eyes, as ho stood looking at his broken k i te. In a fit of passion a boy named Al bert, Grant had stamped on Leonard’s kite and broken it to pieces. As Leonard said, ‘Two can play at that game,’be started forward with the intention of catling the string of Albert’s kite, which was flying high in tho air. ‘Don't Lo.mardl’exclaimed an older bey, in a voice nf warning, as lie saw the lad’s purpose* ‘He broke my kite and I'll break his,’ said Leonard, pausing and looking round I at the older boy, who now moved quick j ly to his side. ‘Gome, I want to talk to yon;’ and the hov, putting In’s arm in that of Leonard, drew him away, ‘Talking won't mend my kite,’ said Leonard, impatiently. 'N'er will breaking Albert’s mend it.’ ‘lt will spite him, and that is some thing.’ 'Something worse for yon than for the other,’ answered the other. ‘Worse fur me? I’d like to see you make that out.’ ‘Tito spite would hurt your son', as our teacher says, and that would be a worse hurt to you than the dosti nothin of Albert’s kite would he to him. Don’t v.tu think so? Revenge is a wicked feeling, you know.’ ‘Revenge I’ 'Yes; only another word for spite To do a thing (or spite is to lie’revenged. Now, I am very sure that if you had cut Albert’s kite-string just now, it would have caused you a great deal of suffer ing. Albert would have struck von and you would have struck back. From friends you would have become enemies.’ ‘W e are eneii.ies now,’said Leflnavd. !'Do you think I'll ever speak to him again?’ ’Vs: after he sees that he did wrong and dees what he can to make amends, you will forgive him.’ ‘Catch him making amends!’ Even as the two boys talked, Albert. Grant began slowly pulling in his kite. Tho hot. flush of anger had faded nut of his face aud tho fiery gleam from his eyes. A voice speaking within tulrl him that lie had done wrong, and he was already feeling ashamed ands ary. Slowly and steadily the kite came down, until at last it struck the ground. 'Leonard will smash it all to pieces,’ said a boy standing near. Albert made no rop'y, but kept on winding tlm cord with which he had flown the kite. As soon as ho had fln — j ished doing this, he lifted the kite Irom j Ihe ground and walked with it to where | L'-onard stood talking with Ids friend. ! ‘l’m sorry,’he said, reaching out the ! kite to Leonards '1 get mad so easy,: and don’t know what I do. Here, take’ mimr. I can make another.’ ‘Oh, no!’ Never mind about it,’ an swered Leonard, taken by surprise and 'instantly softened. 'I don't want your; kite. I’m only sorry you broke mine, j But then tnnybe I shouldn’t have said what 1 did. It. made you angry.’ ‘Take it, la oriard,’ jrged Albert. ‘l'll feet belter it yon do.’ ‘No; but I’il toll you what : you go home with me and help me make anoth er. That u ill put us square. ’ ‘Agreed!’cried Albert, in a cheer) voice, and with a brightening lace. And the two lads went off together, friends instead of enemies. Blessed imbu and are t' o peacemakers! How much we all owe them! Air-. Iloitra Jones Lecture. The N’-rwlcb Ad vet User says that Mr. 11 -sea Jones (riving gone to Chicago and got home again in a rather worn out. Condition , Mrs. Ib-soa Jones lectures him riocturnally as follows; ‘Yea, you went, didn't ye; went unbe known to on, didn’t ye; sir aked off with yonr baggage in a pill box? It’s a mighty wonder yon wan't struck down in your dia adl'ul awfulness. Didn’t you feel »ur hand on yonr shoulder like the clutch of a skeptic? Bat you will get vour recompense before yon get through. Thev swashed you out, didn’t they? ha ha ha! li'ver had n had any hair on yer old pate, it would have singed it off. But yer so me to that hair won’t grow on ye anyhow. Your soil is too poor to raise pusley.’ ‘ Mrs. Junes,’' broke in Hoses. ■Don’t yer speak, yer boast. If yer spn:ik VII smother yrr with Hie baby. Pretty hot, was it bey? It will be better by and by for aicb as yon as runs away from their wives. Trying to get op a sympathy because yon Inst yer baggage. i’|| tell the public what it was. One re vers able shirt, four paper collars, one ■ toothbrush taken on trial. Flames chas e>J ye did they? They were avenging :my wrongs? M ent hungry, did ye? ! Goal wish'd it had trimm <1 ye ton ; skeleton. Went thirsty, hoy? Better j still. You snfl'eicd more from thirst than | hunger, I’ll warrant. (‘Ton are right in j your head, old gill.’ H sea whispered to’ ; liimself.) Got your blamed old eves full : of dirt, did ye? That’s what von got for throw ng the dirt into mine. Like to j have got kb ke i over ly a mole, didn’t ■ ve? Needn’t be ateared. Moles never hurt O.Oe aunt her, yon i At this point Kuno's voice was heard. [52.00 nor Annum NO. 46 MUSIC. Music at nightfall, maledy nt mid night, wlmt a witchery it hath. Wo love music anyhow, at any time. From a jews-harp or a corn-stalk fiddle, to a Stein wayin-two or a grand “ rcliesti'i I’r "i:i the warbling of a cat bird, r. ■. of Iho cotton lield nigger, or the gat barcarole of Ca nadian boatmen, to I ■■ brilliant choruses of Offenbach, or the soul thrilling harmo nies of Beethoven, Mozart, Mendelssohn and Meyerbeer;—From tho “tinkle, tin kle” of the tiny brooklet, to the thunder ous anthem of old Ocean in his wrath:— From the twitter of swallows, to tho giant diapason Jof Niagara;—We love, we love it all. As the Hebrew poet piingr ntlv say ; “Gimp that hath no music in his gizzard, is fit to fob hen— roosts, mu off his neighbor's wife, steal spoons, unil do many other tricks too tedious to mention—for particulars see small williams." We ain’t one of that kind. We love it, we love it. And the s -reiiado of tho Amateur Club, loalt our flonrshing Female Seminaries, tho other night, furnished it. in great alum* dance, (’ rinds and cat-intestines vied with each other, ill pouring forth buck etfuls of dulcet, and delicious melody. Flit; little damsels, beneath whose win dows the harmonious catawanlings took place, evinced their appreciation by showering down bushels of cards, bo nnets, compliments and blue ribbons. At one of the stately institutions, tho lea'tied and distinguished President concluded that the long winded devotion of the young troubadours deserved the more substantial acknowledgement of a speech. So, in a costume which out stripped the Black Crook in its scantiest days, he stepped firth upon the balcony; raised one hand imploringly to the stars ! which scorned to giggle in mocking ! m'-rriment, ftl tho solemn scene; with 1 the nth' r held Ids oriental garb logcth i er; elnarcit his throat with three dismal “alieniH,” that sounded like the last faint j Hobs of a moribund ox calf, began: “Be loved brethren and si-tern—no, no, that won't, do— G g-cntlemon of (lie jury— tut, tut, something wrong about, that too M in-most iMostrious a-and n noble I'rass-tfoters, and agitators of the intestines of the feline, withe tho capillary integuments of the eitnine, quadruped; proud'St day of my life; on ly its midnight instead of day. Glad to Happy occasion. Music has power to so the a cabbage, to split i brick-bat and l.msla savage. Delhi-, oils, M", delicious pastime. Divine affla tus. Ileal t too full fir, ah- Labor 011111- la vine,'!. Practice makes prnclica’. Many thanks. Grateful posterity ah. Bosom swelling with irrepressible emo tion-ale I [ope te meet, yon in heaven where blest spirits nhal] fiddle and sing forever. D xiu by the minstrels. Alt. Bully Ini' <"ir so iiiinary girls. Bully for V"ti. Lully !'• r everybody that likes us nod ) u. \n reservoir. Ad ins. Guta naelit. Pax vobiseum. H"iiedicile. Anieii! And scraping his right hoof bark'., .ml, in potato-bug smashing style; dipping his intellectual calibasli forward, as if In; intended to dive off the balcony; and flourishing both arms, like loose r ipe-ends about his head; with a faint duller of white domestic, lie crawfished from view. “llow so fair stood ho there," by the satirical sous of Orpheus; and the show was over.— Missouri paper. CD a i Ni>n> Hi; ,0; v. - The Democracy have had a clear iking majority in But when P ' nlrnoiit went into efi lei it -I' ■1" lee-.' 'many of our “etitli and > • 1 l ike it ap parent. to tie pat! v ! niiT- that, unless a good many black rotes could be bought up, the Republicans would car ry the city election. Accordingly ad. vat.ee-, were made to the Rev. Btother .whose influence it was thought ; advisable to secure, inasmuch as he Was ! certain to control the votes of his church, i He was found “open lo conviction”, and arrangements progressed satisfac torily until it was asked how much mon ey would be necessary to secure his veto and influence. » With an air of offended dignity Broth er replied : ‘Now, gemiuen, as a regular awdained minister oh do Baptist Church, dis ting ; has gone jes as far as my conscience i will ’low; hut, gomiuen, mj son will Call i around Zo '•<.•<• you in de morning. —j Ea r! par’s Magazine. WISE SAYINGS. Few accid rits are so unhappy but mav be mended by prudi nee: lew so happy but may bo ruined by impru dence. Men make themselves ridiculous, not so much by the qualities they Imve, as by the affeotio is of those they have not. He generally talks most who has least to say. To say little and perform much, is the characteristic of a great rniiiJ. A man that gives his children a habit of industry, provides for them better than by giving them a stock of money. Do thou be wise: prefer the person be fore the money, virtue before beauty, tl.o mind lefoie the body; then thou hast a w !e a friend, a companion, a second s 1 "no it at bears nn equal shine with t • , in all thy toils and troubles. ID- that and es good for good’s sake, is neither praise not reward, thing!) sure of both at last.