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The Proposed Division of
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Professional and Business Cards,
I. H. SAFFOLD, Jr.
Attorney and Counseller at Law,
SAN DERSV1LLE, GA.
Will practice in the counties of Wash
ington, Montgomery, Tatnall Emanuel and
Jefferson of the Middle Circuit, also the.
counties of Telfair and Irwin ot the South
ern Circuit. Office in Sandersville.
February 22, 1802 4 tt
B. D. EVANS,
Attorney at Law,
SANDERSVILLE, GA.
Will practice in the Counties'of the Mid
die Circuit, and in Justice’s Courts in this
County. He hopes by assiduity and a dil-
io-ent attention to business, to merit a share
of the public patronage. Office in the
Court House.
Feb. 1, 1853.
JAMES S. HOOK,
Attorney at law,
SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA
WILL PRACTICE IN THE COUNTIES OF
, . ) Washington, Burke, Seriven
Middle-circuit - - —
( Jefferson and Emanuel.
Southern Circuit. | - - - - Laurens.
Ocmvlgee Circuit | - - - - Wilkinson.
Office next door to the Central Georgian
office. jan. 1, 1852. 51——ly
R. L. WARTHEN,
Attorney at Law,
SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA,
feb. 17, 1853. 4—ly
Jan.
JNO. W, RUDISILL.
attorney at law,
SANDERSVILLE, Ga.
25,1853
52—lv
MULFORD MARSH,
Attorney and Counsellor at Law
Office, 175, Bay street, Savannah, Ga.
feb. 22, 1853. 4—ly
S. B. CRAFTON.
Attorney tut Law,
SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA,
Will also attend the Courts of Etnanu
Laurens, and Jefferson, should business be cm
rtustedto his care, in either of those countie-
feb. 11. 4—tf
W. L. H0LL1F1ELD,
SURGEON BEN*riST.
SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA
may 10, 1852. 16—if
P, C. ITTMABI.
Watch-Maker and Jeweler,
SANDERSVILLE, GEORGIA,
sept. 7,1852. 33—tf
LAWSON & GOBFREr,
Commission Merchants,
93 BAY STREET
SAVANNAH, GEO.
J. E. GODFREY.]
I P. A. LAWSON.
BESN & FOSTER.
Factors and Commission Merchants
Savannah, Ga.
P.H. BEHN,] [JOHN FOSTER.
feb. 22,1853. ‘
4—ly
JOHN MALLSR7.
Draper and Tailor.
Dealer in Ready-Made Clothing andGentle-
eii’ sfurnishing Goods. 155, Bay street,
Savannah, Ga.
feb. 22', 1853. 4—ly
SCRANTON, JOB ISTSOST & CO
G ROGERS.
Savannah, Ga.
D- T. SCRANTON, )
. JOSEPH JOHNSTON. )
( w. B. SCRANTON,
l No. 19, Old Slip, N. Yor
feb. ,22 1853. 4—ly
Ben Fisher had finished his hard day’s work,
And he sat at his cottage door;
His good wife, Kate, sat by his side,
And the moon-light danced on the floor;
The moon-light danced on the cottage floor,
Her beams were clear and bright
As when he and Kate, twelve years before,
Talk’d love in her mellow light.
Ben Fisher had never a pipe of clay.
And never a dram drank he:
So he loved at home with his wife to stay,
And they chatted right merrily ;
Right merrily chatted they on. the while
Her babe slept on her breast;
While a chubby rogue with rosy smile,
On his lather’s knee found rest.
Ben told her how fast the potatoes grew,
And the corn in the lower field;
And the wheat on the hill was grown to seed,
And promised a glorious yield—
A glorious yield in the summer time,
And his orchard was doing fair;
His sheep and his stocR were in their prime,
His farm all in good repair.
Kate said that her garden looked beautiful.
Her fowls and her calves were fat;
[had churned
That the butter that Tommy that morning
Would buy him a Sunday hat;
That Jenny for Pa a new shirt had made,
And twas done too by the rule;
That Neddy the garden could nicely spade,
And Ann was ahead at school.
Ben slowly raised his toil-worn hand
Thro’ his locks of grayish brown—
“I tell you, Kate what I think,’" said he,
“We’re the happiest folks iu town.”
“I know,” said Kate “that we all work hard,
Work and health go together I’ve found ;
For there’s Mrs. Bell does not work at all
And she’s sick the whole year round.”
[say,
“They’re worth their thousands, so people
But I ne’er have seen them happy yet;
[go Iff,
‘Twould. not be me that would take their
And live in a constant fret;
My humble home has a light within,
.Mrs. Bell’s gold could not buy,
Six healthy chi.dren, a merry heart,
And a hnsband’s love-lit eve.”
“Madam,” said I, “those are beautiful
bracelets of yours,” (she wore a pair of braid
ed hair.)
“Yes,” said she with a sigh, “it is the
hair of my late husband. Poor man, he has
gone to a better home!”
“Aha! ha!” thinks I, “a widow for said.”
Well, I redoubled my attentions, saying
nothing to nobody, so fearful was I of being
suspected, and I even carried my caution so
far as at all times to avoid the presence of
the meek gentleman, whose name I did not
inquire after, and as we never happened to
meet at an opportune moment, I got no in
troduction to him ; and this state of things
rather pleased me, and so the time passed
away, till at length my bill passed also,
and I must go.
The evening previous to my departure I
concocted a beautiful speech in which, in
choice language, I offered my hand, heart,
and fortune, to the blooming widow.
The next morning, assuming as brave an
exterior as possible, (in fact, I believe I had
all the outward bearing of the lion.) I
strolled into the parlor, and by good luck I
found the lady of my affections alone. Like
a swimmer who plunges at once into the
stream, I began my oration immediately on
entering the 100m.
“Madam,” said I, “I hardly know in what
terms to--to,”—here the rather queer
feeling in the legs th^t I always have
when I am particularly embarrassed, came
-upon me powerfully, and I lost all presence
of mind.
“The fact is,” said I, “that I’m a going
off in the morning, and before I Rave this
spot, I—that is—(oh, lord! how my head
swam.) “You see”—here I fell on my
knees, and beforo she could prevent me,
seized both her hands. “The fact is—I
love you—I do—upon my word I do—I
love you awfully—there’s no use trying to
hide it—and I cant cure in—it’s worse than
fever and shakes—it is Oh! I hope
you love me—do you?''
I fancied a tear was in Ben’s eye—
Tli« moon shone brighter and clearer,
I could not tell why the man should cry,
But he hitched up to Kate still nearer ;
He leaned his head on her shoulder there,
And he took her hand in his—
I guess, (tho, I looked at the moon just then,)
That he left on her lips a kiss.
“Ycfung man,” said a stern voice behind
me, “what are you saying to my wife?"
I sprang upou my feet in an instant, and
saw the ineek little man standing, black as
a thunder cloud before me.
“Why!” I cried, turning to the lady, “I
thought you were a widow!"
* “This,” said she sweetly, “is Mr. Triplet,
my second husband." 1
“Well,” said I, “what did he do?”
“Oh, Lord!” said the Major, “I don’t
know what he did, 1 fainted.”
2I0(DEIL!LAMY
[From the N. Y. Spirit of the Times ]
The Major’s First Declaration.
[From Ramsey's History of Tennessee.]
NIC-A-JACfe CAYE. ,
“I always was,” said the Major, slowly
filling his glass, “what you might call a;
bashful man, among the women. I am as '
bold as a lion with the men, but some how, |
when I find myself in the company of ladies,
I feel my valor ‘oozing out at my finger’s |
ends.’ It’s a kind of constitutional weak-;
ness of mind; decidedly provoking to my- j
self, and troublesome to my friends and
what’s worse, I don’t get rid of it, and on
this account it was most likely that I live-
ed to be twenty-eight, and had never made
love to mortal woman.
“Well about that time (when I had cel
ebrated my twenty-eighth birth day) the
old gentleman (that is the Major senior)
had a claim against government that need
ed ‘nursing,’ and so he sent me on to Wash
ington to attend to it. He gave me letters
to several Hon. M. C.’s, with instructions
never to stop worrying ’em until I got the
bill passed; as this would probably take
some time he recommended me to a ‘quiet
boarding house,’ where I would find ‘all
the comforts of home,’ cheerfully furnished
at the rate of five dollars a week. The
boarders were numerous, but select, com
prising I was surprised to find, quite a num
ber of claimants besides myself, and all
equally sure of success. But a most lovely
vision, the very first day at dinner, put all
claims and claimants out of my head. Oh!
what radiant, breathing beauty! The rose,”
said the Major, falling into a poetical vein,”
the rose blended with the lily in her com
plexion, and her eyes—Oh heavens! But
there she sat right before me, and I had to
stare at her, do what I would. By Jove,
my boy, just you fall in love right off, at
first sight, as I did and sit opposite your
inamorata at dinner, and—well, you won’t
eat much, I’ll warrant; any how I didn’t
that day. That night I didn’t sleep much
either. I didn’t know the lady’s name, and
I was too fearful of discovering my feelings
to ask any one, but I resolved to wait pa
tiently for an introduction, “And then/
thinks I, I’ll go in for her, that is, if she ain’t
married, and I’ll win her too.’
I had noticed at dinner that a pale, meek
appearing little gentleman, who sat beside
her, seemed by his attentions likely to prove
rival, but I felt that if I could only conquer
my foolish timidity, my personal attraction
(here the Major gave an approving glance
at the opposite mirror) would carry the
day. The next evening I got an introduc
tion.
“Captain Brown,” (I was only Captain
then) said the landlady, “allow me to in
troduce you to Mrs. Triplet.”
Widow, thinks I, and I entered rather
timidly into a conversation. I felt all my
old awkwardness return upon me, and so I
let her do all the talking, simply because I
had nothing to say. At. length a bright
idea struck me.
One of the secret resorts of the freeboters
who infested this region, was an immense
cavern still known as the Nic a-jack Cave.
It is situated in the side, or end rather, of
Cumberland Mountain, at a point near the
present depot of Nashville and Chattanoo
ga Railroad, and about thirty six miles be
low Chattanooga. Its main entrance is on
the Tennessee river. The cave has been
thus described by another: “At its mouth
it is about thirty yards wide, arched over
head with pure granite, this being in the
centre about fifty feet high. A beautiful
little river, clear as crystal, issues from its
mouth. The distance the cave extends into
the mountains has not been ascertained. It
has been explored only four or five miles. At
the mouth the river is wide and shallow, but
narrower than the cave. As you proceed fur
ther up the stream the cave becomes gradual
ly narrower, untilitis contracted to the exact
width of the river. It is beyond thispoint ex
plored only by water in a small canoe.” The
aboriginal name of this cavern was Te-calla-
see.
Into this vast cavern, for the purposes of
concealment and murder, the banditi of the
“Narrows” retired with their spoils and
their victims. The place now enlivened
and enriched by the genius of Fultou, and
in view of the Steamer and Locomotive,
was then the dismal and gloomy retreat of
savage cruelty and barbarian guilt.
These impregnable fortresses of nature
were as yet unoccupied by the sons of the
forest. The hunter avoided and was de
terred from entering them. The Indian, in
his canoe, glided swiftly by them, as if ap
prehending that the evil genius of the place
was there to engulph and destroy him. It
remained for American enterprise to see and
overcome them.
About 1773 or 1794, some families in
West Virginia and North Carolina, attract
ed by the glowing account of West Florida,
sought a settlement in that province. They
came to the Holston frontier, built their
boats and following the stream reached
Natchez by water. Necessity drove them
to employ Indians and Indian traders, and
pilots through the dangerous passes of the
Tennessee river. Occasionally a boat was,
either by accident or design, shipwrecked,
at some point between the Chickamauga
Towns and the lower end of the Muscle
Shoals. Its crew became easy victims of
savage cruelty—its cargo fell a prey to In
dian cupidity. As these voyages increased
and the emigrants by water multiplied from
year to year, so did the Indian settlements
all along the rapids, also extend. The
Ghickaraaugas were the first to settle there,
and to become depredators upon the lives
and property of emigrants. Conscious of
guilt, unwilling to withold their warriors
from robbery and murder, they failed to at
tend with the rest of their tribe at treaties
of peace and refused to observe treaty stip
ulations when entered into by their nation.
They broke up the old towns on and near
Chickamauga, removed lower down on. the
river, and laid the foundation of several new
villages, afterwards known as the Five Low
er Towns, Running Water, Nacajack, Long
Island Villages, Crow Town and LookOut,
which soon became populous, and the most
formidable part of the Cherokee nation.—
They were situated near the Great Cros
sing on the Tennessee, where the hunting
and war parties, in their excursions from the
south to the north, always crossed that
stream. To this point congregated, with
fearful rapidity the worst men in all the In
dian tribes. Murderers, thieves, pirates,
banditti, not of every Indian tribe only, but
depraved white men, rendered desperate by
crime, hardened by outlawry, and remorse
less from conscious guilt fled hither and con
federated with barbarian aborigines in a
common assault upon humanity and justice,
and in defiance of all laws ot earth and heav
en. These miscreants constituted for a num
ber of years the Barbarv powers of the West
—the Algiers of the American frontier.
They had become very numerous, com
posing a banditti of more than one thousand
warriors. These had refused the terms of
peace proposed by Christian, and had per
petrated the greatest outrages upon the
whole frontier The Chickamauga Towns
were central points from which their detach
ments were sent out for murder and plun
der, and where guns, and ammunition, and
other supplies, were received from their al
lies in Florida. It was determined to in
vade and destroy these towns. North Car
olina and Virginia, in conjunction, ordered
a strong expedition against them, under the
command of Col. Evan Shelby. It consist
ed of one thousand volunteers from the
Western settlements of these two States,
and a regiment ot twelve months’ men un
der the command of Col. John Montgom
ery. At this period (1779) the two gov
ernments were much straightened in their
resources on account of the existing war of
the Revolution, and were unable to maLe
any advances for supplies or transportation
necessary fur this campaign. All these
were procured by the indefatigable and pa
triotic exertions, and on the individual re
sponsibility, of Isaac Shelby.
The array rendezvoused at the mouth of
Big Creek, a few miles above where Rog-
ersville, in Hawkins county, now stands.—
Perogues and canoes were immediately
made from the adjacent forest, and, on the
10th of April, the troops embarked and de
scended the Holston- So rapid was the
descent of this first naval armament down
the river, as to take the enemy completely
bv surprise. They fled in all directions to.
the hills and mountains, without giving
battle. Shelby pursed and hunted them
in the woods—killed upwards of forty of
their warriors, burnt down their towns,
destroyed their corn and every article of
provision, and drove away their great flocks
of cattle.
In this sudden invasion Col. Shelby de
stroyed eleven of their towns, besides twen
ty thousand bushels of corn. He also cap
tured a supply of stores and goods valued
at £50,000, which had beed provided by
his majesty’s agents for distribution, at a
general Council of the Northern and South
ern Indians, that had been called by Gov
ernor Hamilton, of Detroit, to assemble at
the mouth of Tennessee.
(From the Spirit of the Times.)
Anecdote ct a Louisaua Judge.
Old Judge L- s, who was for years
the Circuit Judge in that portion of Louisi
ana known as Attakapas county, was justly
celebrated for his legal learning, and was
greatly beloved by his neighbors and
friends. He was stern, upright and hon
est—and the death of the good old man,
which occurred some years ago, was uni
versally regretted throughout the State.
But with all his book lore and legal at
tainments, he was perhaps the greenest
man at cards in his circuit. It has been
said that he did not know the “Jack ot
Trumps” from a diamond. In the village
of Opelousas, three individals were sitting
round a table, in one ot those doggeries,
“with a billiard table attached,” which are
so common in the Creole parishes, playing
a small game of three handed poker, when
a quarrel ensued, which resulted in an ag
gravated case of assault and battery. This
did not end the affair, for at the next term
of the court, at the head of the docket
stood “The State of Louisiana w John Al
len, for an assault and battery with intent
to kill, on the body of Enos Grigg.”
The trial came on, and the only witness
was a Captain Johnson, who was a third
band in the game. Johnson was a skipper
of one of those erafts which transport sugar
from that section of the country to New
Orleans, and was a self-confident, go-ahead
fellow, and was as undaunted before the
Judge and Jury as he would have been
before the crew of his own little craft. Af
ter being sworn, he was directed to tell the
court and jury everything he knew about
the affair. After clearing his throat he
commenced, stating “that him and Griggs
and John Allen were over at Boulet’s gro
cery the second day after the election, when
Allen proposed that they should have a
small game of poker; all agreed to it, and
they went up stairs and sat down to the
game; did not know there was any hash
feelings between Griggs and Allen, or I
would’t a played, hut heard afterwards”-—
Here the witness was interrupted by the
Court, who directed him to keep all hear
says to himself, and confine himself strictly
to the facts of the case.
The witness continued—‘.‘Well, we sat
down to the table—Griggs sot there, John
Alien there, and I there, (making a diagram
of the clerk’s table in order to elucidate the
position of the parties ) John Allen dealt
the cards, I went blind, Griggs went blind,
and John Allen wouldn’t see him.”
The Judge, who was a little deaf, was in
the habit of making an ear trumpet of his
hand for the purpose of sharpening his hear
ing— and throwing his head a little forward
and sideways, interrupted witness by ask
ing him, “What was the reason that John
Allen did not see Griggs ?’’
The witness said, “I don’t know, but he
wouldn’t look at him.”
“Proceed,”said the judge.
“Well, I saw him, and he saw, and just at
that minute—”
“Stop sir,” says the Judge, throwing him
self into a hearing attitude, “did 1 under
stand you to say that you went blind ?”
“Yes sir! I went blind, and Griggs he
was blind, and Allen wouldn’t see, but I
saw Griggs, and then he saw—”
“Witness,” exclaimed the Judge, striking
the bench with his clenched fist, “do I hear
you aright, sir ? Do you say that you
went blind; and then you saw ?”
“Yes sir,” replied the witness, “I saw
Griggs, and Griggs saw, and just as that—
“Stop, sir,” said the Judge. “Mr. Clerk
fine the witness fifty dollars for contempt of
Court, and direct the sheriff to take him to
jail, and there to keep him until he receives
further orders from the Court. Call up the
next case, Mr. Clerk.
Captain Johnson was dumfounded, and
did not awake to the reality of his condi
tion, until the Sheriff laid bis hands on him
when he exclaimed, “God a mighty, Mr.
Judge, what have I done, that I must go
to jail ?”
The Judge, who was purple with rage,
did not deign to reply to poor Johnson, but
reiterated the order with increased vehe
mence, and the junior members at the bar-
who had been anticipating the fix that the
Capt. would eventually be placed in were
convulsed with laughter, which increased
the rage of the old Judge to the highest
pitch. The prosecuting attorney endeavor
ed to enlighten the Judge, and eventually
succeeded, but not until he had produced a
pack of cards, and after dealing out three
hands, made the blind as clear as day to the
J udge.
The fine and imprisonment were remit
ted, order was restored in the Court, and
Captain Johnson was allowed to proceed
with his testimony.
We have always regarded the story in
regard to the proposed division of Florida as
being either the silly joke of some wag, or
as the deliberats fabrication of some mis
chief maker who wished to excite animosity
of the people of the two States, and there
by promote some selfish obje ct or purpose.
It seems we have been more than half right*
The project was first alluded t° by the Al
bany Patriot and reiterated by ° n e of the
papers in this city. It has alre a< ^y r eceived
the signal condemnation of both the Senti
nel and the Floridian of Tallahassee]; and
the Eastern papers are now expressing them
selves in terms equally positive and equally
deprecatory of the movement. The Florida
News ot the 19th instsays :
[San. Courier.
“It is through tho ^columns of two Geor
gia newspapers that we are first apprized
that a “project is in agitation at Tallahas
see for dividing the State of Florida.” The
Georgian thinks ‘Three fourths of the voters
of Middle florida would be found in favor
of uniting that portion of the State of Geor
gia. iliat this is a libel on the manly
pride and patriotic feelings of our fellow
citizens of the Middle we entertain no
doubt. We don’t believe that one tenth of
the voters of any county in the State could
be found to sanction the humiliating propo
sal. Individuals, no doubt, might be found
in lallahassee, and among the members of
the Legislature, who would be willing to
dismember the State, with the expectation
of thereby advancing some seetional or sel
fish objects fi of their own, but the mass of
the voters of the middle would treat-the pro
posal with the scorn it deserves.”
An Albany paper thus chronicles a
scene in the Police Court of that city : As
Squire Parsons was attending to the Police
returns at six o’clock on Sunday morning
a young man was brought up charged with
a breach of the peace, whose personal ap
pearance was the signal for a general out
burst of merriment from the spectators.
His hat without a crown, and with but half
a rim,stood on his head’^at. an |angle of 45
degrees—his coat, beref- of half its skirts,
bronzed throughout with dirt and grease—
his pantaloons of as many colors as Joseph’s
coat, each color having its own patch of
territory, while his boots struggled hard to
esist the disposition of his feet tc^protrude.
Thus accoutered the Squire bade him
stand up, and politely enquired his name :
“Ichabod Smith, your Honor.”
“Where do you live asked ?” the Magis
trate.
“Upon the Erie Canal.”
“How long have you lived there ?”
“Ever since the scow boat Betsey Baker
was launched.”
“Are you the Captain ?’
“No, I’m the snubber."
“The snubber, what’s that ?”
“Well now your Honor I suspect that
you was a larned and educated man, and
yet you do not know what a snubber am !”
“1 confess I don’t please tell us.”
Swelling and raising to his full height
with a sense of the dignity of his position
as lexicographer to a Court of Justice, Mr.
Smith with a bow of majestic consequence
thus unbosomed himself:
‘’A snubber, may it please the Court, is
one notch higher than the first mate, and
betwixt him and the cook. He has double
rations and an extra pint of grog a day.
He snubs the boat when she heaves to on
the heel-path shore, and unships the whif-
fletrees in passing a lock. In a storm he
takes the post of danger immediately abaft
the stove pipe, with an axe in hand, ready
to cut it away if the craft is thrown on her
beam-ends^ If the gale corries away the
tow-line I mounts the hen-coop and raises
a flag of distress. If the crew heave to the
smali boats I is the last man to leave the
ship, and then only not till he has lashed
the helm to keep the boat before the wind
and prevent her sinking crosswise the ca
nal. In a calm I waits upon the cook—
washes dishes, peals potatoes, and snubs
the captain when he interferes with the
cook or the kitchen arrangements. In
short, the snubber is the biggest man on
the quarter deck or before the mass, ex
cepting perhaps, the captain.
“Now, Squire, if you’re satisfied with the
explanation, can’t I go ?’
The Squire let him off this time, and in
half a minute he was leaning it down State
st. as if the cholera or an Anti-Renter was
after him.
“Mister,” said a regular go-ahead, active
and persevering Yankee, to a lazy droni
that was lounging about, scarcely to beideu-
tified as being alive, by his motion—-“Did
you ever see a snail?”
“Y-e e s, I r-a-ther think I have,” said
Mr. Drone.
“Then,” replied Jonathan, “you must
have met it, for by Jerusalem, you never
Cotton Trade.
The annexed statement exhibits the
movements of Lliis staple ia this country,
up to the latest date, in each of the past
three years:
Movements of Cotton in the United States.
Receipts at port since
Sept. 1,1852. $2,068,000
Corresponding date last year. 1,554,000
Do. year before 1,448,000
Exports from U. States since
Sept. 1, 1852 1,134,000
Corresponding date last year 830,000
Do. year before 740,000
Exports to Great Britain since
Sept. 1, 1852 849,000
Corresponding date last year 525,000
Do. year before 440,000
Stock in New York and ports of
receipt 671,000
Corresponding dates last year 540,000
Do. year^before 653,000
Looking Troubled.—There is a good
deal of truth, somewhat roughly expressed
iu the following paragraph from the New
York Dutchman. People who give them
selves a habit of looking troubled, in tho
hope of exciting sympathy, will do well to
lay it to heart.
If every pain and care we feel.
Could burn upon our brow,
How many hearts would move to heal
That strive to crush us now.
Don’t you believe! They’d run from you
as if you had the plague; you couldn’t see
the tails of their coats as they disappeared
round the nearest corner. “Write your
brow” with anything else but your
“troubles,” if you don’t want to be left solus.
You’ve no idea bow '•'‘goodpeople 1 ' will pity
you when you tell your doleful ditty!
They’ll “pray for you,” and give you advice
by the bushel; “feel for you”—everywhere
but in their pocket-books—and wind up by
telling you “to trust in Providence,” to all
of which you feel very much like replying,
as the lady did, (who found herself spinning
down hill, “will he nill be.”) “/ trusted in
Providence till the tackling broke!' Now
let me tell you—just go to work and hew
out a path for yourself; get your head above
water, and then snap your fingers in their
pharasaical faces! Never ask a favor till
you are drawing your last breath; and nev
er forget one if you find a generous soul on
terra firma. “Write your troubles on your
brow!” That man was either a knave, or
what was worse, a fool. I suppose he call
ed himself a poet; all I have to say is, it’s
high time the city authorities took away his
“license."
A Political Paraphrase.—The election
is now over, and one can read a good joke
even though it be against himself without
having his “feelin’s riled.” The Boston
Times, tells us that Mrs. Abby Folsom sent
a letter to General Scott, with a copy of
her interesting work on the rights of hu
manity, and received a reply closing as fol
lows :
“I think there was a man is one of my
companies by the name of Folsom. I
think he was English, and if do not mistake
a Cockney. I have noticed that all the
cockneys I ever met were heroic men. I
always found the Cockneys in front of the
battle. I admire the Cockney’s mode of
speech. I am delighted to hear their eu
phonious pronunciation, and when lam
President, I will have all fhe b’hssent to
’ell. But I must be excused. I am on
public business. I am trying to get a sight
of the White House—I mean a site for a
hospital. I am so delighted with the mel
lifluous flow of the Coekney dialect, so l
conclude.” _ ~ ‘
Your most obedient W. S.
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The best goods are in small packages.^