The central Georgian. (Sandersville, Ga.) 1847-1874, August 03, 1852, Image 1

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. Aar'S BY S. B. GRAFTON. SANDERSYILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, AUGUST 3, 1852. YOL. VI—NO. THE CENTRAL GEORGIAN 18 PUBLISHED EVERY TUESDAY MORNING, TERMS : If paid strictly in advance, per year, $1 50 If not paid at the time of subscribing, $2 00 These terms will be strictly adhered TO WITHOUT RESPECT TO PERSONS, AND ALL SUBSCRIPTIONS WILL BE REQUIRED TO BE SET- XLED UP EVERY YEAR. Advertise ients not exceeding tvvel re lines, will be insert id at one dollar for the first in sertion, an<1 fifty cents for each continuance. Advertisements not having the number of in sertions specified, -vill be published until for- bl< Sales of Land and Negroes by Executors, Administrators and Guardians, are required by law to be advertised in a public gazette forty days previous to the day ol sale. The sale of Personal Property must be ad vertised in like manner at least ten days. Notice to Debtors and Creditors ot an es tate trust be published forty days. Notice that application will be made to the Court of ordinary for leave to sell Land and Negroes, must be published weekly for two ^Citations for letters of administration, must be published thirty days—for dismission from administration, monthly for six months lor dis mission from Guardianship, forty days. Rules for foreclosure of Mortgage must be published monthly for four months—for estab lishing lost papers, for the full space of three months—for compelling titles from Executors or Administrators, where a bond has been giv en by the deceased, the full space of 3 months. Publications will always be continued ac cording to these, the legal requirements, unless otherwise ordered. _ ., All letters on business must be post-paid POETEY. John Thompson’s Daughter. The following clever parody on Campbell’s ballad of “Lord Ullin’s Daughter,” we clip from a Virginia paper:— A fell ■'W near Kentucky’s clime, Cries, “Boatman do not tarry, And I’ll give thee a silver dime * To row us o’er the ferry.” “Now, who would cross the Ohio, This dark and stormy water 1” “O, I am this young lady’s beau, And she, John Thompsons daughter. “We’ve fled before her father’s spite With great precipitation, And should he find us here to night, I’d lose my reputation. “They’ve missed th e girl and purse beside His horsemen hard have pressed me, And who will cheer my bonny bride, If yet they shall arrest me l Out spake the boatman then in time, «You shall n"t fail, don t feai it ; I’ll go not for your silver dime, But for your manly spirit. “And by my word, the bonny bird In danger shall not tarry, For though a storm is coming on, I’ll row you o’er the ferry.” By this the wind more fiercely rose, The boat was at the landing, Arid with the drenching rain their clothes Grew wet where they were standing. But still, as wilder rose the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Just back a piece came the police, Their tramping sounded nearer. and in a laughing mood they started from the studding sail on a race. There was a loud ringing shout of joy on their lips as they put off, and they started through the water like fishes.—The sur face of the sea was as smooth as glass, though its bosom rose in long and heavy swells that set in from the Atlantic. The vessel was moored with a long sweep from both cables, and the buoy of the starboard anchor, was far away on the starboard quarter, where it rose and fell with the lazy swells like a drunken man. Towards this buoy the two lads made their way, Fred Fairbanks taking the lead; but when they were within about twenty or thirty fathoms of the buoy Tim shot a- head and promised to win the race. The old gunner watched the progress of his son with a vast deal of pride, and when he saw him drop behind, he leaped upon the poop, and was on the point of urgii g him on by a shout when a cry reached him that made him start, as if he had been struck by a cannon ball. “A shark! a shark !” came from the captain of the forecastle, and at the sound of these terrible words the men who were in the water leaped and plunged towards the ship. Right ahead, at the distauoe of three or four cable’s in full length, a shark was seen in the water, where the back of the monster was visible. His course was for the boys. For a moment the gunner stood like one bereft of sense, but on the next he shouted at the top of his voice for his boys to turn, but the little fellows heard him not, stout ly the two swimmers strove for the goal, all unconscious of the bloody death spirit that hovered so near them. Their merry laugh still rang out over the waters, and at length they both touched the buoy togeth- er. On, what drops of agony starred from the brow of our old gunner. A boat had put off but Fairbanks knew that it could not reach them in season, and every moment be expected to see the monster sink from sight and then he knew that all hope would be gone. At that moment a cry reached the ship that went through every heart like a stream of fire—the boys had discovered their enemy. The cry started old Fairbanks to his sen ses, aud quicker than thought he sprang to the quarter deck. The guns were all load ed and shotted fore and aft and none knew their temper better than he. With a stea dy hand, made strong by a sudden hope, the old gunner seized a priming wire and picked the catridge ot one of ‘the quarter guns; then he took from his pocket a per cussion wafer and set it in its place and set back the hammer of the patent lock. With a steady giant strength, the old man sway ed the breech of the heavy gun to its beat ing, and then seizing the string ot the lock he stood back and watched for the next swell that would bring the shark in range. He had aimed the piece some distance a- head of his mark, but yet a single mo ment would settle his hopes and fears. Every breath was hushed, and every heart in that old ship beat painfully. The boat was yet some distance from the boys while the horrible sea monster was fearfully near. Suddenly the air was awoke by the Conrtiiig in Right Style. “Git eout you nasty puppy; let me alone or I’ll tell your ma !” cried out Sally- to her lover Jake , who sat about ten “O, haste thee, haste!” the lady cries, “It’s anything but funny, I’ll leave tiie light of loving eyes, But not iny father’s money!” And still they hurried in the face Of wind and rain unsparing ; John Thompson reached the landing place His wrath was turned to swearing. For by the lightnings angry flash, His child he did discover ; One lovely hand held all his cash, And one was round her lover! “Come back, come back,” he cried in wo? Acroso the stormy water; “But leave the purse and you may go, My daughter, O my daughter.” ’Twaa vain; they reached the other shore, (Such dooms the Fates assign us.) The gold he piled went with his child, And he was left there, minus. MISCELLANEO US. [FROM THE N. Y. SPIRIT OF THE TIMES.] OUE GUNNEE’S SHOT. A THRILLING INCIDENT OF OCEAN LIFE. Our noble ship lay at anchor in the bay of Tangier, a fortified town in the extreme north-west of Africa. The day had been extremely mild with a gentle breeze sweep ing to the northward and westward, but along towards the close of the afternoon the seabreeze died away, and one of those Sultry, even-like atmospheric breathings came from the great sunburnt Sanara. Half an hour be'fore sundown the cap tain gave the order to the boatswain to cqll the hands to go in swimming, and in less than five minutes the forms of our tars were seen leaping from the gangways, the ports, the nettmgSj bowsprit, and some of the more venturesome took their leap from the arms of the lower yard. ' One of the studding sails had been low ered into the water, with corners suspended •from the main^ard arm and the swinging boom, arid into these some of the swimmers made their way. ' : Among those who seemed to be enjoy ing the sport most were two of the boys. Tim Wallace arid Fred Fairbanks, the lat ter of whorii was tihe sou of our old gunner, feet from her pulling dirt from the cbiney jam. “I arn’t techin’ on you, Sal,” responded Jake. “Well, perhaps you don’t mean to nuib- er; doyer?” “No, I don’t.” “Cause you’re too tarnal scary, you long- legged, lanterned-jawed slab-sided, pigeon- toed, gangle-kneed, owl, you—you hain’t got a tarnal bit o’ sense; get along home with you.” “Now, ^1,1 love you, and you can’t help it, and ef you don’t let me stay and court you, my daddy will sue your’n for that cow he sold him t’other day. By jin go, he said he’d do it.” “Well, look here Jake—if you want to court me, you’d better do it as a whiteraan does thatthing—not set off there as if you thought I was pizen.” “How on airthis that Sal/” “Why, sidle right up here, and hug and kiss me, as if you really had some of the bone and sinner of a man about you. Do you spose a woman’s only made to look at, you fool you ? No; they’re made for “practical results,” as Kossuth says; to hug and kiss, and sich like.” “Well,” said Jake, drawing a long breath ‘if I must I must for I do love you Sal;” and he commenced sidling up to her, like a maple poker going to battle. Laying his arm on Sal’s shoulder, we thought we heard Sal say: “That’s the way to do it, old boss; that is acting like a white man orter.” “Oh, Jerusalem -a-n-d pancakes!” ex claimed Jake, if this ain’t better than any apple sass ever marm made, a darned sight! Crackee-e-e! buck-wheat cakes, slap-jacks and lasses aint no whar ’long side of you, Sal! oh, how I love !”—Here their lips came together, and the report that follow ed was like pulling a horse’s hoof out of the mire. a heavy gun, and as the old man knew his shot was gone, he sank back upon the com bining of the hatch, and covered his face with his hands, as if afraid to see the re sult of his efforts, for if he bad failed, he knew that the boy was lost. For a moment after the report of the gun had died away upon the air, there was a dead silence, but as the smoke arose from the surface of the water, there was at first, a low murmur breaking from the lips of the men—that murmur grew louder and stronger until it swelled to a joyous, deaf ening shout. The old gunner - sprang to his feet and gazed out upon the water, and the first thing that met his view was the huge carcass of the shark floating with his belly up—a mingled mass. In a few moments the boat reached the darriugswimmers, and half dead with fright they were brought on board. The old man “Blind to Ills own Interest ” A rather amusing incident came under our observation a couple of days since, which we volunteer to give to our readers: One of Health’s sprinkling wagon3, used to dampen the streets of our city by water from a large reservoir, containing several hogsheads, was proceeding slowly down Fourth street, engaged in the laudable task of flooring the dust, when the attention of a raw Hoosier was attracted towards the singular looking vehicle. “Hallo, stranger,” said he addressing himself quite audibly to the driver, ‘you’re losing all of your water tbar !” No answer was made by the person ad dressed. “I say, old boss,” said the Hoosier, “you’re losing your water right smart tbar, I tell you, and I’ll be dog-on’d if your old tub won’t be dry, next you know.” The driver was still silent. The strang er again addressed John; “Look here, you fool, don’t you see that something’s broke loose with your old cis tern on wheels, and that all o’ your water roar of is le akin’ out ?” Still the driver was silent, and the Hoosier turned away in disgust saying : “I allow that that feller is little the big gest fool I ever seed, but if he is so blind to his own interest as to throw away his labor in that thar way. let him do it and be damned.” The Fishery Troubles. The Boston Courier of Wednesday pub lishes the following additional document connected with, the history of thq dispute concerning the Northeastern fisheries, and one which furnishes an important piece of evidence in relation to the rights of the American fishermen. It is sufficient of it self, says the Courier, to place the British government completely in the wrong, in one branch, at least, of the claim they have recently set up. It appears that the British Secretary for Foreign Affairs, in 1845, made an official avowal to our Minister at London, that the privilege of the exclusive fishing in the Bay of Fundy had been formal ly renounced by the British government, and that the fishing grounds of that Bay were open to American vessels by virtue of the Convention of 1818. Nothwitbstand- ing this express renunciation, Lord Derby’s cabinet have re-asserted the British claim to the whole Bay, and have sent armed eruiz ers to capture all American fishermen found within its waters. One capture has already been made there. The Courier adds: It is, we believe, an entirely new princi ple in international law, that an administra tion, cabinet or government of a country, is at liberty to disregard the stipulations or concessions of an administration or govern ment which has preceded it. Great Britain is as strongly bound at this moment by the acts of Sir Robert Peel’s ministry in their dealings with foreign nations, as by the acts of the ministry now in power. By intelligence from the British provinces, which will be found below, it will be seen that quite a formidable force has been equipped for this war upon the American fishermen. The British pretensions aieso manifestly unwarrantable, that a very high degree of exasperation must be produced among the people who suffer by these hos tilities. The fishermen, we think, where the odds are not desperately against them, will resist force by force. YYe mistake if the British'pivernment do not see reason very speedily to regret the rash step they have taken. We shall be slow to believe that Lord Derby has been guilty of the roily of putting forward these absurd pretensions as a cover to a scheme for fomenting a hostile feeling between the two countries; and yet we have marked a spirit and a temper running. through the writings and public speeches of many indi viduals of the high tory class in England, which would give color to such a suspicion.. These persons have displayed great soreness at witnessing the growth of the republican spirit among the inhabitants of British At merica, and have declared it as their opin ion that nothing but a timely war with the United States would save the colonies to Great Britain. Whether Lord Derby has taken this hint, and now attacks the Amer ican fishermen as a coup d'essai in advance of more serious hostile movement, we art not prepared to say, but the result, we can predict, will be any thing but profitable or glorious to the nation that is now guided by his counsels. Boston, July 20th, 1852. To the Editor of the Boston Courier: Sir:—Since my return to the city this morning I have received a copy of a dispatch from Mr. Everett, then United States Minis ter in London, to Mr. Buchanan, Secretary of State, which adds a very important fea ture to the subject of the fisheries, and which I send to you for immediate publication. Yours, very respectfully, Daniel Webster. Fashionable Suicide.—The Richmond Republican, in the course of a sensible arti cle on Fashion, gives these valuable hints to the ladies: Within a year or two past, corsets have been partially abandoned, but a sabstitute equally destructive to health has been a- dopted. In old times, ladies used to wear just enough petticoats to keep them com fortable, and these were kept in their pla ces by shoulder straps. But now, it’s no uncommon thing to see a weakly, delicate iuByvrcnjui«u.u»v,u U ™.». little creature perambulating the streets clasped his boyln his arms, and then over- j with six or eight skirts—some of them thick i xL . 1?a lnono/1 on/1 lifloitrr nnAllflrll for llOrSfi 1)13.11 K 6 come by the powerful excitement he leaned upon the gun for support. I have seen men in all. the phases of ex citement and suspense, but never have I seen three human beings more overcome by thrilling emotions, than on that start ling sight, when they first knew the effect of our gunner’s shot. A Good Turn Off for a Sailor.—Will iam IV. seemed in a momentaiy dilemma one day, when at a table with several offi cers, he ordered one of the waiters to “take away that marine, there,” pointing to an emptv bottle. “Your Majesty !’ inquired a colonel of marines, “do you compare an empty bottle to a member of our branch of the service?’ “Yes,” replied the monarch, as if a thought had struck .him; “I mean to say it has done its duty onee, and is ready to do it again.” There is an old toper in Maine who is making quite a fortune out of the anti-li quor law. He goes into New Hampshire, and gets fuddled, and when he comes back charges his neighbors twelve and a half cents’ for smelling his breath. He’ll do. A Wag sometime ago advertised a car riage to perform without horses, with one wheel, and invited all curious mechanics to see it. Many members of the society of arts attended, and in their ardor of expec tation, were shorvn a wheel barrow. and heavy enough, for horse blankets—ti ed tightly around her waist, thereby heat ing the spine and creating a pressure upon the abdomen, that if constantly applied to the back of a mule, would kill him as dead as Julius Caesar in less than a month. Ad vise her against these things, and you are answered, “it’s fashionable to dress so, and one had as well be out of the world as out of the fashion.” Fashion, the deuce. It’s fashionable for some fools to kill themselves outright, and be done with it. We there fore advise those ladies who are willing to die for fashion, to adopt that course, instead of pursuing another equally certain, but much slower—the only difference being, that where they determine to commit su icide by impioper dressing, the doctors have the benefit of their decline, and the anguish and anxiety-of friends and relations are kept alive for months, while in the latter case the blow falls heavily at first, but natural ly wears off and is eventually forgotten. coast of the Anglo- American dependencies is a matter of negotiation between the two governments. My notes of the 25th of March, and 2d instant, will suggest for pre senting the actual state of the controversy in this form. 1 am, sir, with great respect, Your obedient servant, [Signed] Edward Everett. Transmitted with dispatch No. 305. The Earl of Aberdeen to Mr, Everett, 21 April, 1845. Crops, Weather, &c. The Alexandria (La.) Republican of the 17 th last, says that the crops of cotton, corn and sugar in Rapides parish are only so so. A month ago they were more promising than they are now. The Alexandria (La.) Democrat of the 14th inst. says that on the Saturday previous there, was a very severe storm in Rapides, extending from a low point on Bayou Boeuf a considerable distance on Bayou Robert. Much corn was blown down, and in some places were evidences of hfffL It was a real nor’wester. The Caddo Gazette of the the 10th savs that the planters of that region are yet ex ultinginthe prospect of an uncommonly fine cotton crop. Appearances, too, are in favor of their making a crop of corn such as has not for many years been vouchsafed to them. The Mansfield (La.) Advertiser of the 3d says: “Within the last ten days the plan ters of DeSoto parish have been blessed with about as much rain as they needed and pray ed for. Appearances for abundant crops of corn and cotton could not be more favorable than they are at present. Mr. T. W. Brod- nax has visited nearly all the plantations on the river this week, and reports the crops promising beyond any thi ng heretofoi e known m the parish. He estimates the corn crop at an average of sixty bushels to the acre: cot ton in proportion.” The Palmetto (S. C.) Sentinel says that the average crop in Barnwell district is a good one, though some planters have inferi or prospect. Cotton has, it says, been much retarded by the cool weather late in May, which, in connection with the lice, and tre mendous rains which rendered the land so boggy that the ploughs could not run, has greatly injured the appearance of the plant. But there is time enough yet to make an ex oallent crop, if the working is kept, and the fall a late one, and moderately dry. The Washington (Ark) Telegraph speaks in the most flattering terms of the prospects of large crops of corn and cotton in south Arkansas. Similar intelligence reaches us from almost every quarter of the State. The recent rains appear to have done an incalcu lable good to corn, cotton, &c. The Carrollton (Miss.) Union Flag says that the crops of corn in that section are ex ceedingly fine. For a while in the latter part of June, it was thought by the planters that the exceeding great drought which at that time prevailed was sufficient to injure the corn crops to such an extent that the in jury could not be repaired. However the late rains have entirely repaired the injury and there is a probability of a large crop The cotton crops in that country are as good as usual, perhaps better than last year. It is too early, however, to make any specula tions on the prospects of a large or a small crop. No. 305 London, 23 April, 1845. James Buchanan, Esq., Secretary of State: Sir:—with my despatch No. 278, of 25 March, 1 transmitted the note of Lord Ab erdeen of the 10th of March, communica ting the important information that this government had come to the determination to concede to Amercan fishermen the right of pursuing their occupation within the Bay of Funday. It was left somewhat uncertain by Lotd Aberdeen’s note, whether this con cussion was intended to be confined to the Bay of Funday, or to extend to other por tions of the coast of the Anglo-American possessions, to which the principles conten ded for by the government of the United States equally apply, and particularly to the waters on the north eastern shores of Cape Breton, where the “Argus” wa§captured. In my notes of the 25th ultimo and 2d instant, on the subject of the “Washington” and the “Argus,” I was careful to point out to Lord Abderdeen that all the reasons for admitting the right of Americans to fish in the Bay of Funday, apply to those waters and with su perior force, inasmuch' as they are less land locked than the Bay of Funday, and to ex press the hope that the concession was meant to extend to them, which there was some reason to think, from the mode in which Lord Aberdeen expressed himself, was the case. Well, Dinah, said a would-be belle, to a black girl, they say that beauty soon fades, but do you see any of my bloom fading ?— now I want you to say plainly, witout any compliments. Oh! no, missus,- but me‘kinder tink— Think what, Dinah ? you’re bashful. Oh! no, me no bashful; but den, me kin der tinks as how, young missus dont retain all ob her culler quite 60 well as de cullered ladies. I received, last evening, the answer of his lordship, informing me that my two notes had been referred to the colonial office, and that a final reply could not be returned till he should be made acquainted with the re sult of that reference; and that, in the mean time, the concession must be understood to be limited to the Bay of Funday . The merits of the question are so clear that I cannot but anticipate that the decis ion of the colonial office will be in favor of the literal construction, of the convention. In the meantime I beg leave to suggest that, in any public notice which maf be given that the Bay of Funday is henceforth open to American fishermen, it should be care fully stated that the extension of the same privilege to the other great bays on the Extradition Meeting in 5. Fork. Those opposed to the giving up of Thos. Kaine, held a large and enthusiastic meet ing at Tammany Hall on the 22d inst., for the purpose of protesting against*his ex tradition. About twelve hundred persons were present, and about 8 o’clock the meet ing was organized by the appointment of Janies T. Brady, Esq., Chairman, Messrs. Lynch and Phalon, Vice Presidents, and Edward Mallon, Esq., Secretary. The Chairman briefly addressed the meeting, stating the object for which they had as sembled. He also stated that the Com mittee who called the meeting had not in tended to hold it in a place used by any political association, but they had been un# able to obtain any other place which they deemed sufficiently large. This explana tion he made because he had seen it stated that this was to be a Tammany Hall dodge Speeches were made, and an address, and the following resolutions were unani mously adopted:— Resolved, That a Committee of six per sons be appointed to take ilnmediate and effective measures for the repeal or essen tial modifications of the act of Congress of 1850, authorizing the transportation of American citizens to Great Britain on ex parte testimony. Resolved, That a fund be provided not only to effectuate the proceeding resolution but also to defray the expenses attendant upon securing to Thomas Kaine the legal rights to which he is entitled under the American Constitution and laws, and an able and thorough defence if he be sent back to Ireland. Resolved, That contributions to such fund be now received, and that a Commit tee of three be appointed to collect moneys for the same object from the public at large. Resolved, That we deprecate the incon siderate and hurried action of the State Department, in awarding a warrant for the surrender of Kaine to the British authori ties before his case was finally passed upon in the judicial tribunals, and in such man ner that his right to the ultimate judgment of the Court of last resort,’may be taken a- way. Resolved, That we invite our fellow-citi zens, throughout the Union, to hold meet ings, and take ail measures deemed advisa ble to accomplish the object for which we are here assembled. A Whisper to GeiitleiHctf.’ BY FANNY FERN. J ubiter Ammon! don't I wish I was a man just to show the masculines how to play their part m the world a little better! In the first place, there ain’t a mother’s sow of you that has got as far as A B C in the aft of making love,, (and I have seen a few : abor tions in that way, myself, as well as therest of the sisters.)’ What woman? wants to be told that “her feet and eyes are pretty,” or “her form' and smiles bewitching?” Just as if she didn’t know all her fine points as soon as she is tall enough to peep in a looking- glass! No, you ineffiable donkey, if you must use the small coin' of flattery to pay toll at the bridge of your affections, let me whisper a secret into’ your long ears. Compliment her upon some mental attraction she does not possess, (if you can find’ one!)and don’t wear the knees of your pet pants threadbare at her feet trying to make her believe that she is your “first love.” We all know that is among the things that were r out of jackets and trowsers. What a splendiferous husband I (Fanny)- should make, to be sure! had Providence on ly so ordained it! Do you suppose when the mother of my glorious boys wanted a sixpence to buy their shoe-strings, I’d scowl at her like a hyena, and pull my porte-mo- nie out of my pocket as if I were drawing a tooth? Do you suppose, when her blue eyes grew lustreless, and the rose paled on her cheek, trotliDg around the domestic treadmill day after day, that I’d come home at night sulky and silent, and smoke my cigar in her face till her eyes are os red as a. rabbits? or take myself off to a club, or a game at nine pins, or any other game, and leave her to the exhilarating relaxation of darning my stockings. Do you suppose I’d trot along, like a loose pony at her side, is the street, and. leave her to keep up with me or not, as her strength would permit? Do you suppose I’d fly into a passion and utter words to crush the life out of her young heart, and then insult her by offering a healing plaster in the shape of a new bonnet? And don’t yon suppose when the anniversary our wed ding day came round, I’d write a dainty, little note and leave it on her toilet table, to let her know that I was still a married lov er? Pshaw! I’m sick of you all! You don’t deserve the love of a generous high sooled women! If you want a housekeeper, get one, and be done with it. If you want a wife— but you don’t. One woman will answer’as well as anotb er; to sew on your buttons, and straps, and strings, and make your paddings and:—so on and so forth. Do you suppose we have cultivated our minds and improved the bright and glorious gift of intellect to the best of our capacity, to minister only to your physical wants? not a bit of it! when that’s over we want something rational. Do you ever think of that, you selfish wretch! when you sit, with your feet on the mantle piece; reading the newspaper all to yourself, or sit from tea time till ten o’clock, staring the ashes in the grate out of countenance? Lord Harry! if I had such a block of a husband, I’d scare up the ghost of a lover, somewhere, if there’s any wit in woman. Good Advice.—There is such good sense in the following, which although old, de serves to be repeated once a year: “If anything in the world will make a man feel badly, except pmching his fingers in the. crack of a door, it is unquestionably a quarrel. No man ever fails to think less of himself after, than, he did before one— it degrades him in the eyes of others, and what is worse, blunts his sensibility to dis • grace on the one hand, and increases the power and passionate irratability on the other. The'truth is the more quietly and peaceably we all get on, the better; the better for us, and the better for our neigh bors. In nine cases out of ten, the wisest course is, if a man cheat you, to quit deal ing with him; if he be abusive, quit, his company; if he slanders you take care to live so nobody will believe him. No mat ter who he is, or how he misuses you—the wisest way is to just let him alone; for there is nothing better than r this cool, and quiet way of dealing with the wrongs we meet with.” A noble lojd having a grand gala, his tailor was among the company, whom his lordship addressed; “My dear sir, I remem ber your face but forget your name;” when the tailor whispered: “I made your breech es!” The nobleman, taking him by the hand, said aloud: “Major Bridges, I am very glad to see you.” Change of Name.-—Punch says: It may . be proper to state that the distinguished in dividual known among the ancients .as'Ctf-' ■' pid, has recently changed his name to Cu pidity; and will hereafter devote his atten tions to matters of money as well as matri mony. / x £3T Dr. Francis says if young people would avoid palpitation of the heart, they must give up hugging and kissing. Youths who whorsliip moonlight, will please notice. like our con stitutional laws? Because they msn. the hearts of every