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Sfrpnpetpnup djimttor. PENFIELD, GEORGIA- THURSDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 4,1888. CLUBS. Clubs of Ten Subscribers, by sending the cash, can get the Crusader at !l SO per copy. Clubs of Five at $ 1 80 ?tr i7y ‘person sending five new subscribers, will receive an extra copy of the paper oneyear, free of cost. ’ As Fair at we can make it. Subscribers who are entitled to the Paper for advance oament up to any time during the present year, will re ceive it ‘regularly, until then, without any additional charge for the increase in price. Those who are in ar rears will be charged only ONE dollar a year for past dues, provided they continue their subscriptions. Our terms have been heretofore one dollar in advance, or two dollars at the end of the year ; and we have invariably, and do now, exact two dollars a year for arrears, when a sub scription is discontinued. A large number of our sub scribers are from one to four years behind—-and the prop osition which we now make, will be of considerable advan tage to them, in these “ hard times,” and we trust they will avail themselves of it without delay. Those who are entitled to the paper for sometime ahead, will receive it at less than cost to us, owing to the heavy increase in expense for publication ; but we are perfectly willing to that, provided they will continue to give us their support and influence, when their present payments ex pire. We think it not unreasonable to expect it of them. We are commencing to fill out a statement for each sub scriber, of his or her indebtedness, and will inclose it in the paper; and it will be doing us a great favor if our friends will respond to them promptly, as we are anxious to transcribe our list of names, which we intend doing as soon as we can hear from our patrons. ass- Jt is very encouraging to us,to know that we are now publishing a Paper which, so far as we can learn,is meeting with general approbation. We daily here of subscribers who are more ready and willing to pay two dollars for the present sheet, than they were to pay one for the last year’s paper. And we havn’t the name of a single man on our books, who is not able to pay twice two dollars for such a paper as we are now issuing. A man’s ability to pay for a newspaper, depends upon the character of the paper ; no one is able to throw away money upon a trifling sheet, which is not readable.— A few of our old friends are dropping off and deserting us—we hate to lose them, but trust others will come in and taek their places. Penfleld Female Seminary* We would call attention, as we designed doing at an earlier date, to the Card of the Female Seminary of this place. Miss C. W. Barber, in whose charge this school has been placed, is a lady of well-known scholarship, and very extensive experience in teaching. In every community in which she has lived, she has won the es teem of her associates, and the confidence of her pat rons. The school has suffered much from the neglect with which it has been treated tor the past year; but we hope our citizens will feel the important necessity of its resurrection, and give Miss Barber a hearty encourage ment. Those who have daughters to educate, could not do better than to place them under her preception, and we earnestly hope she will meet with a liberal pat ronage. Hancock County. “ Alongside of Mr. Underwood, and as his noble com peer in the measure of justice, intelligence, worth, and honor-to Georgia, stood Col. D. W. Lewis, of Hancock county, a county of Middle Georgia, from whence comes a full supply of the big-headism, and hard-shellism of the State, but from wnich Col. Lewis is exempt. It would be unjust to discriminate between the speeches of these two champions of this great measure.” The above paragraph is taken from a communication to the Atlanta American, and we protest against the “big-head” part of it, because it does great injustice to the good old county of Hancock. The term big headism does not apply to her citizens, for they are so cial, refined, intelligent, and wealthy, and no county in the “State can exceed her in the hospitality of its people. She is a leading county in agriculture, education and refinement, also in the number and beauty of her female population—especially, the girl portion. We shall ever stand by old Hancock, for we love her soil and her citizens, admire her character and honor her merits. Love in a Tub. A young gentleman of Macclesfield, being desperate ly enamored of a fair young lady, resolved to pay her a visit by stealth. For this purpose he clambered over a high gate ; but instead of descending (it was dark) upon terra firma, he dropped into a cask of water, and was immersed chin-deep in the chilling element. The good lady of the house ran into the yard to see what was the matter ; and. our hero, endeavoring to get out of the cask, upset it, and the contents came over him like a shower-bath. He, however, effected his escape, though in a miserable plight. We are sorry to add, that he took a violent cold, which was succeeded by a rheumatic at tack. He is now convalescent. Poor fellow! he might truly have said, “ the waters have gone over me.” Wonder if his tender passions were not suddenly congealed by the cooling draught ? He was too Ugly for her. It was formerly a law in Germany, that a female con demned to a capital punishment, would be saved, if any man would marry her. A young girl at Vienna, was on the point of being executed, when her youth and beau ty made great impressions upon the heart of one of the spectators, which was a Neapolitan, a middle aged man but excessively ugly. Struck with her charms, he de termined to save her, and running immediately to the place of execution, declared his intention to marry the girl, and demanded her pardon, according to the custom of the country. The pardon was granted on condition that the girl was not averse to the match. The Neapol itan then gallently told the female that he was a gentle man of some property, and that he wished that he was a king that lie might offer her a stronger attachment.— ‘Alas! sir,” repliedjthe girl, “I am fully sensible of your affection and generosity, but I am not mistress over my own heart, and I cannot belie my sentiments.— Uufortunately, they control my fate, and I perfer the death with which I am threatened, to marrying such an ugly fellow as you are.” The Neapolitan retired in confusion, and the woman directed the executioner to do his office. A Terrible Affair-A Son Killing bis Parents and Cutting out their Hearts! The Utica, (N. Y.) Telegraph, chronicles a terrible murder at I hompson’s Mills in that vicinity. Jared Comstock and his wife, were killed by William Com stock, their own son. The murderer is about thirty seven years old, and has for a long time been laboring under the effect of mania potu. When arrested he spoke calmly .of his deed and said that he had been required to furnish a number of human hearts. His own ac countof the matter the Telegraph furnishes as follows: “ Ihree or four days ago, I attempted to kill my fa ther to get his heart. Yesterday I went again placed an axe in the room, intending, if I could find my broth er and his wife sitting down to kill them both at once. It seemed as if I must have both their hearts, but I did not find them so situated. About dark I went over to my fathers, and found him and mother both sitting— she was sewing. I immediately struck her on the head with a skillet and broke it. 1 then struck my father over the head three or four times with the remains of the skillet, and attempted to get the axe. After knocking my father down, I got the axe and cut out their hearts and put them in the stove m edt^ fen i.’ Th , ls voice seemed tell me that the hearts must be burned. fnr de ? d 1 w^ 8 ' hed hands, and after remain tin’s™ m? Ume ’ 1 est and went down to A - Gus ‘ viSfe? 1 FfirA 1 fou " d my brother and his wife there fathers 8 - Jj fi lllem ‘I 1 * 1 1 bad some fresh meet up to down to H?ram e r- rel ! ,ainin § th fl e a short time I went cider and bottll . Gus V n ’ r and told them to-get a quart of ther’s hm. o !S.V and after obtaining it, left for my fa the deed. On^rriv^neTlav”^ 18 anyth l n e concerning my father and ° n the l6ah * e ’ “ear near morning—on awakenina Tl time—until several persons coming towarL it * h ® 10U8e and mot viousTth?s COl As\ffy\Vm^ c n /°r ed ° f the deed P re ’ “ Here is Bill.” This was about“T 6 one Baid : father’s. They asked me whnt T lf ? lt , r ods west of my told them that it was none of their^| a - been doing. I the party held me, while a counlp tL , “ 688 ’ ? art of wards they took me to Potter’s where I was An old gentleman, somewhat famous for his dously tough yarns, broached one during he pressure winch was amusing enough for its IkL as well as the confident air in which he delivered it - He said he had not been bard pressed for money during late years, but he was once when he was doing a large business One day in partiaular,’ to use the first per. son, I looked so terribly grum at breakfast, that mv wile discovered something was the matter ‘What ails you, piy dear,’ said she. Nothing, saysl. ‘But there is, says she, Well, says I, if you will know Ive got seventeen thousand dollars to to-day and nothing to doit with. ‘ls that all?’ says she. And enough, too, say? I. With that she says nothing, but whips up stairs and bringsme down the seventeen thou sand dollars, aji in the small change I had given her om time t,o time, to do her marketing with !” Editor*’ Convention. The North Georgia Times proposes a Convention of all the editors in the State, at Atlanta, on the first day of March next, “to consider the necessities, the rights and the oppression of the press of Georgia, and to devise remedies for the evils to which we are at present sub jected.” Such Conventions have often been called be fore, but it was like “calling spirits from the vasty deep, which didn't come.” Madison Debating Club. This literary association formed of the citizens of Madison for discussing literary themes and questions in ethics, seems to be in successful operation. A meet ing of the club was advertised in the Visitor for Mon day evening last—subject of debate, “ does happiness increase with civilization?” We think it a very debata ble question, and would like to hear the decision of the chairman after the discussion. Col. N. G. Foster and Dr. W. B. Crawford were expected to make speeches. Wrong to Shave. Sometime during last year, our worthy Associate perpetrated an Editorial on “ Beards,” which created quite a sensation among our whiskered friends. Asa set off to it, we give the following sentiments of the Ohio Cultivator upon the subject of shaving: “ Somebody has said, the worst use you can put a man to, is to hang him; and we say, the worst use you can make of a man’s beard, is to shave it off. If a beard was not made to be worn manly, there was a great mistake in ever giving it to man at all. This is no idle, whim of ours, but a settled conviction of the properties of manhood ; and if we had a word of advice to give the Cultivator boys on this subject, we would say never let a razor lay its edge upon the down of your virgin faces, and thereby escape the innumerable twinges tooth-ache, weak eyes, sore throats, consumption, and other penalties for thus outraging a wise and merciful providence, which understands the getting up of wo men’s waists and men’s faces quite as well as we do.” A Character.—l do not know any object more inter esting in social life, than an amiable young lady receiv ing her company, ministering to their amusements, mingling in every little tide of talk, and directing the whole pleasant, but intricate machinery of the party.— It requires something that may be called talent, to en tertain a company with grace and ease—to draw out the retiring character of the reserved—brings congenial spirits into acquaintance, and fancy its glittering flash es. A large party contains various dispositions, tem pers, antipathies, &c. These are the materials out of which are to be constructed pleasure, delight, enjoyment. It is the peculiar province of woma.i, in polite society, to cement the different elements of happiness together by her plastic hand. In such a situation, her skill is most seen and felt. The Pilgrim Entering into Rest. —“ Thou shah rest and stand in thy lot at the end of thy days.”— Christian Pilgrim! You shall soon reach the city of habitation ; and then, the wanderings of the wilderness, its solitude, its tempests, its privations, shall be forgot ten ; or, if they are remembered, remembered to make the communion of the heavenly Jerusalem, its perpetu al sunshine, its fullness of joy, the more enrapturing. When Joseph’s two sons were presented to his father, the old man said, “ I had not thought to see thy face, and lo! God hath showed me thy seed.” Similar to his, will be the feelings of good men in heaven. I often thought it very doubtful, if ever I should arrive at Par adise ; but thou hast brought me to glory, and a happi ness which it nevpr entered into my heart to conceive. I thought I should be blessed indeed, if but admitted within its gates, and in the portion adjudged to one who was less than the least of all saints ; but thou hast set me among the princes of the people, and from the thresh hold where I wished to kneel, thou hast called me to thythrone. Belfrage. Man.— “ To the eye of vulgar logic,” says Tenfels drockh, “ what is man ? An omniferous biped that wears breeches. To the eye of pure reason, what is he? A soul, a spirit, a divine apparition, round his mysterious Me, there lies under all his outward rai ment, a garment of flesh (or of senses) contextured in the loom of heaven; whereby he is revealed to his like, and dwells with them in union and division ; and sees, and fashions for himself a universe, with azure, starry spaces, and long thousands of years. Deep hidden is he under that strange garment; amid sounds and col ors and forms; as it were, swarthed in, and inextrica bly enshrouded ; yet it is sky-woven and worthy of a God. Stands he not this day in the centre of immensi ties, in the conflux of eternities ? He feels ; power has been given him to know, to believe, nay, does not the spirit of love, free in its celestial, primeval brightness, even here, though but for a moment, look through ? Well, said Saint Chrysostom, with his lips ot gold, the ‘true Shekinah is man;’ where else is God’s presenee manifested, not to our eye only but to our hearts, as in our fellow-man.” Woman’s Sphere. —Madame Lucciola, a celebrated female tenor, says the Albany Transcript, ruined a beautiful contralto voice, by the attempt to imitate male singing. Many a sweet voice and gentle influence in the social harmony has thus been lost in the world. There is nothing more potent than a woman’s voice, if heard, not in the field of the forum, but at home. — The song-bird of Eastern story, borne from its native isle, grew dumb and ianguished ; ’twas seldom that it sung, and only when it saw an exile from its far-ofl land, or to its drowsy perch there came a tone heard long ago in its own woods. So with the song that woman sings—best heard, and only heard, within home’s sacred temple. Elsewhere, a trumpet tone, perhaps—a clarion peel—but the lute like voice has fled; the mezzo-soprano is hushed in the roar of the world. Our salvation is not because we do so well, but because “He whom we trust hath done all things well.” The believing sinner is never more happy or secure, than when, at the same moment, he beholds and feels his own vileness, and also his Savior’s excellence. A Kentuckian’s account of a Panther Fight. BY JAMES H. HACKET. I never was down-hearted but once in my life, and that was on seeing the death of a faithful friend, who lost his life in trying to save mine. The fact is, I was one day making tracks homeward, after a long tramp through one of our forests—my rifle carelessly resting on my shoulder—when my favorite dog, Sport, who was trotting quietly ahead of me, suddenly stopped stock still, gazed into a big oak tree, bristled up his back, and fetched a loud growl. I looked up, and saw upon a quivering limb, a half-grown panther, crouched down close, and in the very actof springing upon him. With a motion quicker than chain-lightning, I leveled my ri fle, blazed away, and shot him cleen through and through the heart. Thevarmint, with teeth all set, and claws spread, pitched sprawling, headforemost to the ground, as dead as Juylus Caisar! That was all fair, enough; but mark ! afore I had hardly dropped my rifle, I found myself thrown down flat on my profile, by the old she panther, who that minit sprang from an op posite tree and lit upon my shoulders, heavier than all creation ; I feel the print of her devilish teeth and nails there now! My dog grew mighty loving— Ac jumped a-top and seized her by the neck ; so we all rolled and clawed, and a pretty considerable tight scratch we had of it. I began to think my right arm was about chawed up ; when the varmint finding that the dog’s teeth ray hurt her feelings, let me go altogether, and clinch ed him. Seeing at once that the dog was undermost, and there was no two ways about the chance of a choke off or let-up about her, I just out jack-knife, and with one slash, prehaps I did’nt cut the panther’s throat deep enough to let her breathe the rest of her life without nostrils; I did feel mighty savagerous, and bigas she was, I laid hold of her hide by the back with an aliga tor grip, and slung her against the nearest tree, hard enough to make every bone in her flash fire. “ There,” says I, “ you infernal varmint, root and branch, you are what I call used up /” But I turned around to look for my dog, and—and tears gushed smock into my eyes, as I see the poor, af fectionate cretur—all of a gore of blood—half raised on Ins fore legs, and trying to drag his mangled body to wards me ; down he dropped—l run up to him, whis tied aloud, and gave him a friendly shake of the paws— (lor I loved.my dog!)— but he was too far gone; he just had strength enough to wag his tail feebly—fixed his closing eyes upon me wistfully—then gave a gasp or two and— all was over ! As the celebrated and haughty Seymour, Speaker of the house of commons in England, was riding out one day in his carriage, he met a large west country wagon, which he was astonished did not turn out of the road in compliment of his dignity. As the wagoner ap proached him, Seymour raised his gold-headed cane, and made a stroke at him. The driver, falling back his whip’s length, soon convinced the courtier of his error; who, smarting under his well applied lash, exclaimed, Sirrah, villain, I’ll commit you to jail; I’ll send you to the devil; don’t you know who I am—l am the Speak er, rascal! D n you then, said the countryman, why did’nt you speak before ! Origin of Slander.— Mother, Jasper told me, that she heard Greatwood’s wife say that John Hardstone’s aunt mentioned to her, that Mrs. Trusty was present when the widow Parkman said C&ffc Hartwell’s cousin thought Ensign Doolittle’s Sister believed that old Miss Uxby reckoned, that Sam Trifle’s better-half, had told Mrs. Spaulding, that she heard John Brimmer’* wo man say, that her mother told her that she heard her grandfather say—that Mrs. Garden had two husband’s! The ‘Tender Intellect. “ As the twig is bent, the tree inclines.” We are told that when Antipater demanded of the Lacedamonians fifty of their children as hostages, they replied, that they would rather sur render 50 of the most eminent men in the State, whose principles were already formed, than chil dren to whom the want of early instruction would be a loss altogether irreparable. In that reply, there are volumes of wisdom and moral philosophy. The mind of the child in his primeval innocence, is as plastic wax, susceptible of varied impressions both good and evil. It is then that a soft, gentle hand should direct its as pirations, as a tender vine; for the impressions which it receives upon its delicate surface are as lasting as eternity. “ Scratch the green rind of a sapling, or wantonly twist it in the soil, The scarred and crooked oak will tell of thee for cen turies to come.” Mind is an immaterial unit, and subservient to immaterial laws; and hence, it is very different from matter. For we learn that the body which involves materiality, is continually changing; par ticle after particle is detracted trom the original frame, and other particles come in lo supply their places, until within the space of seven years, the body undergoes an entire renovation. Were the mind, in like manner, composed of particles, it would undergo similar changes; and should that be the case, since mind constitutes our existence, we could not, properly speaking, be considered ourselves, as it would be impossible for another soul to enter into the body and occupy, in every respect, the place of the old one; hence, the mind is, and must be, immaterial ; it is one and the same divine attribute, which assimilates man to his Creator, God, and if it be abused, neglect ed and destroyed, the man stands but a mass of putrifying corruption, and the dim flashes of his intellect are but little superior to the dull instincts of the brute. The intellect is susceptible of unlimited expan sion. It is seen in its infancy working in the bo som of the little pratler as he frames his minia ture houses of sticks; and afterwards, in the ex perienced architect constructing the command ing palace. As the little twig in the forest ma tures by degrees, until it becomes the sturdy oak, so mind is developed t,y degrees, until it is seen presiding over nations and controlling the destinies of millions. How important and solemn then is the charge of those whoare entrusted with the training of this pliant—this immortal attri bute of the child. A slight error in instruction may blast the prospects of the man— A pebble in the streamlet Hath turned the course of many a river ; A dew-drop on the baby-plant, Hath warped the giant oak Let doting parents, who look with bright hopes upon their blooming child, remember that the seed which are first sown in his young heart, are the ones which shall bear fruit in manhood. Let them fill his bosom with wholesome instruction, and direct his ambition to things noble ; teach him to hate vice and drunkenness in his infancy, and when he is old he will hate them still : learn him to worship at the shrine of truth, when “high colored fables of depravity lure with their classic varnish.’’ Instruction given to the child ere he has come in contact with the wicked world, will have its effect many years after. In the beauti ful language of Proverbial Philosophy: “Hold the little hands in prayer—teach the week knees their kneeling. Let him see thee speaking to thy God ; he will not for get it afterwards, When old and gray will he feelingly remember n moth er’s piety, And the touching recollection of her prayers shall ar rest the strong man in his sins.” , An Idea Catcher. When the great desideratum, a machine to catch thoughts, shall be invented, we opine all classes of thinkers will join Poor “ Pump ” in in vesting capital in them and order a car load. Many a jewel idea has sprung into the brain and vanished again, ere it could he transfixed with the pen to paper, whereas with an “idea catcher ” it might have been retained to bless the world. Mr. Neal in his witty and amusing sketches of “ city worthies,” gets off the following picture of Olympus Pump in want of such a machine: Olympus Pump, (the genius of poetic tempera ment, ) much as he grumbles, could not exchange the coruscations of liis genius, which flicker and flare like the aurora borealis, for a “ whole wil derness of comfort,” if it were necessary that he should entertain dull, plodding thoughts, and make himself “generally useful.” Can he not, while he warms his fingers at the fire of imagina tion, darn his stockings and patch his clothes with the needle of his wit; wash his linen and his countenance in the waters of Helicon, and, sitting on the Peak of Parnassus devour imagina ry fried oysters with Apollo ancl the muses? But either “wool gathering” is not very profit able, or else the envy, of which Pump complains, is stronger than ever; for not long since, after much poetic idleness, and a protracted frolic, he was seen in the witching time of night, sitting on a stall in the new market house, for the very sufficient reason that he did not exactly know where else lodging, proportioned to the state of his fiscal department, could be found—He spoke: “How blue! how darkly, deeply, beautifully blue! not me myself, but the expanse of aether. The stars wink through the curtain of the air, like a fond mother to her drowsy child, as much as to say hush-a-by-baby to a wearied world. In the moon’s mild rays even the crags of care like sweet rock-candy shine. Night is a Carthagenian Hannibal to sorrow, melting its Alpine steeps, whilst buried hope pops up revived and cracks its rosy shins. Day may serve to light sordid man to his labors; it may be serviceable to let cala bashes and squashes see how to grow; but the poetic soul sparkles beneath the stars. Genius never feels its oats until after sunset ; twilight ap plies the spanner to the fire-plug of fancy to give its bubbling fountains way; and midnight lifts the sluices for the cataracts of the heart, and cries “Pass on the water!” Yes, and economi cally considered, night is this world’s Spanish cloak ; for no matter how dilapidated one’s ap parel may be, the loops and windows cannot be discovered, and we look as elegant and as beauti ful as get out. “All!” continued Pump, as he gracefully reclined upon the stall, “its really as tonishing how rich I am in the idea line to-night. But its no use. I’ve got no pencil—not even a piece of chalk to write ’em on my hat for the next poem. Its a great pity ideas are so much of the soap-bubble order, that you can’t tie ’em up in a handkerchief, like a half peck of pota ties, or string ’em on a stick like cat*fish. I of ten have the most beautiful notions scampering through my head with the grace, but alas! the swiftness too of kittens—especially just before I get asleep—but they’re all lost for want of a trap; an intellectual figgery four. I wish we could find out the way of sprinkling salt on their tails, and make ’em wait till we want to use ’em. Why can’t some of tho meaner souls invent an idea catcher for the use of genius? I'm sure they’d find it profitable, for 1 wouldn’t mind owing a man twenty dollars for one myself—oh, for an idea catcher!” THE FALL OF ADAH. The following images are such as none but an imag ination truly poetical could conceive.’ They are de scriptive-of the moral consequences of Adam's fall: •* Fell Diseaso arose And blew o’er earth his pestilential breath ; A train of evils followed on his steps. There came Misfortune, with his iron scythe, Drooping with human blood ; there Envy stalk’d And lnnn’d the flames ot hell—fell Fury there Yell’d to the winds, and stamp'd the hollow ground : There came wan Melancholy slowly on, Telling the sorrows to the list’ning night; Folded her arms upon her heaving bosom ; Her face directed to the dewy moon, There came Remorse, absorbed in gloomy thoughts. There rush’d Despair—his dark eye roll’d in blood ; He tore his mantle from his raging breast, And plunged his dagger to his neart. There came Poor Lunacy, in tattered robes, and waved A straw, and told the kingdoms which he ruled. Lastly canto Death, cloth’d in his night of terrors, And clasp’d hi vieffm in his shiv’ring arms.” Love at First Sight. M. D’lsreali in his Novl entitled “Henrietta Temple ” gives utterance to the following novel idea upon this subject: “ There is no love but love at first sight. This is the transcendant and surprising offspring of sheer and unpolluted sympathy. All other is the illegitimate result of observation, of compromise, of expediency. The passions that endure, flash like the lightning: they scorch the soul, but it is warmed forever. Miserable man, whose love ri ses by degrees upon the frigid morning of mind! Some hours indeed of warmth and lustre may perchance fall to his lot, some moments of me ridian splendor, in which he basks in what he deems eternal sunshine. But then how often overcast by the clouds of care, how often dusked by the blight of misery and misfortune! And certain as the gradual rise of such affection, is its gradual decline and melancholy set. Then, in the chill dim twilight of his soul, lie execrates custom; because he has madly expected that feelings could be habitual that were not homoge neous, and because he has been guided by the observation of sense, and not by the inspiration of sympathy. Amid the gloom and travail of existence, sud denly to behold a beautiful being, and, as instan taneously, to feel an overwhelming conviction that with that fair form forever our destiny must be entwined ; that there is no more joy but in her joy, no sorrow but when she grieves; that in her sight of love, in her smile of fondness, here after is all bliss; to feel our flaunty ambition fade away like a shrivelled gourd before the visions ; to feel fame a. juggle, and posterity a lie; and to be prepared at once, for this great object, to for feit and fling away all former hopes, ties, schemes, views; to violate in her favor every duty of socie ty ; this is a lover, and this is love! Magnificent, sublime, divine sentiment! An immortal flame burns in the breast of that man who adores and is adored. He is an etherial being. The acci dents of earth, touch him not. Revolutions of empires, changes of creed, mutations of opinion, are to him but the clou .'s and meteors of a stormy sky. The schemes and struggles of mankind are, in his thinking, but the anxieties of pigmies, and the fantastical achievement of apes. Nothing can subdue him. He laughs alike at loss of for tune, loss of friends, loss of character. The deeds and thoughts of men are to him equally indiffer ent. He does not mingle in their paths of cal lous bustle, or hold himself responsible to the airy imposture before which they bow down. He is a mariner, who, in the sea of life, keeps his gaze fixedly on a single star ; and, if that does not shine, he lets go the rudder, and glories w r hen his barque descends into the bottomless gulf. We think Iflsraeli-te plunges into the wrong Canaan this time, and the sentiments uttered in the above are nonsense, as they are contrary to all reason. There is a good deal of canting in this world about involuntary affection, but a young lady should never let such foolish notions gather ed from books of romance enter her head.— She should lay it up in her heart as an immu table principle, no love can last if not based upon a right and calm estimation of good qualities : or at least, that if the subject upon which it is lav ished be not one whose heart and whose head are both right, misery will surely be her portion. A sudden [ reference for a stranger is a very doubtful kind of preference, and the lady who allows herself to be betrayed into such silly kind of affection, without knowing a word of the man’s character or his position, is guilty of an indiscre tion which not only reflects unfavorably upon her good sense, but argues badly for the nature and ground-work of that affection. While we are speaking upon the subject oflove, we will introduce a beautiful little extract from Washington Irving upon The Young Lovers. To a man who is a little of a philosopher, and a bachelor to boot, and who, by a hint of some one experienced in the follies of life, begins to look with a learned eye upon the ways of man and eke of women ; to such a man, I say, there is something very entertaining in noticing the conduct of a pair of young lovers. It may not be as grave and scientific a study as the love of the plants; but it is certainly interesting. I have therefore derived much pleasure since my arrival at the Hall, from observing the fair Julia and her lover. She has all the delightful, blush ing conscientiousness of an artless girl inexperi enced in coquetery, who has made her first cop quest ; while the captain regards her with that mixture of fondness and exultation, with which a youthful lover is apt to contemplate so beaute ous a prize. I observed them yesterday in the garden, advancing along one of the retired walks. The sun was shining with delicious warmth, ma king great masses of bright verdure and deep blue shade. The cuckoo, that harbinger of spring was faintly heard from a distance; the thrush piped from the hawthorn and the yellow butter fly sported and toyed and fluttered in the air.— The fair Julia was leaning on her lover’s arm lis tening to liis conversation, with her eyes cast down, a soft blush on her cheek and a quiet smile upon her lips; while in her hand that hung by her side was a bunch of flowers. In this way they were sauntering slowly along, and when I considered them, and the scene in which they were moving, I could not but think it a thousand pities that the seasons ever grew older, or that blossoms should ever give way to fruit, or that lovers should ever get married. Though Irving would have it a pity for lovers to marry, we think experience would teach that they are the only ones who should even think of uniting their destinies, for matrimony without love is a hell on earth. But it is the duty of every young man to marry, and tve would say to him in the language of Life Illustrated : Don’t be a Bachelor. Young man, don’t live a crusty bachelor; it is not good for you. It will neither improve your morals, health; nor your beauty. Marry as soon as you can shape your affairs to support a wife. But when you marry, don’t fall in love with a face instead of a woman. Remember that com mon sense is a rare virtue, much better than sil ver, gold, and fashion. Don’t court and marry crinoline, and money bags, because it is crino line or gold in plenty; but look for sound, prac tical sense in a woman first; that is the touch stone to try her other qualities by. j When you have that, all else comes. Your wife that is to be, if she’s full of common sense, will grow to your way of thinking and make you grow to hers. A woman who has womanly love in her heart, will find ways to make your love towards her grow as the years go over you both. And another thing need to be heeded", and that is, a common sense woman is not to be found where fashion insists upon dragging young females into a whirl, where there is simply idle gossip and little brain. Young man! don’t stand looking after that young woman who has the distinguished air, the reputation of a flirt and a belle, whose father has heaps of cash ; for it is not impossible that while you are straining your eyes, you may be turning your back upon some unobtrusive little damsel whom nature has cut as your other half, and who may bejpst that pleasant faced, placid tempered, lovable little creature who will think enough of you to go with you to the end of the world, and stay by and comfort you when you get gray-haired and fidgety. Marry, young gentlemen, and keep yourselves out of scrapes. Have something to live for. A man alone in the world isn’t more than half a man, and the world wants entire men. So mend your self and be happy, And you shall have reason to say it was a good thing you resolved to marry, and refused to be a solitary, beer-drinking, pipe-smok ing bachelor, if you succeed as well in your efforts as he who, once a young man like you, is now sim ply old, contented and comfortable. • , An exchange recommends the following as an mfalluble cure for beastly intoxication: “ Whenever a person is in a stupid and insensible state, lrom the abuse of intoxicating drinks, lny him on his right side, elevate his left arm, and pour cold water down it slowly. Before a common pitcher full can be emptied the man will walk, perfectly sober.” A ludicrous incident is mentioned by Sir John Sinclair, in his history of the public revenue, with re gard to the “ benevolences,” ns they were termed, ex acted by Edward IV. from his richer subjects. An op ulent widow advnnced in years, was personally applied to by Edward for her benevolence. She was so much K leased by Edward’s person, (who was considered the andsomest man of his time,) and the graceful manner in which he made the request, that she immediately answered—“ By my troth, for thy lovely countenance, thou shalt have twenty pounds.” This sum was then so very considerable, that the king thought himself bound, in token of his satisfaction, to give the old lady a kiss ; who was so much delighted with this unexpected mark of royal favor, that she add.ed twenty pounds to her former donation. A Touching Confession from Charles Lamb. He who indulges habitually in intoxicating li quors is encouraging a habit which, when riveted upon him is irresistible, and will drag him, sooner or later, into the lowest depths of ignominy and degradation. To the young of our country who are as yet free from the tyranny of thirst for drink, we affectionately say, listen to the warning voice of the amiable Charles Lamb, who could not con quer his thirst for liquor: “ I have seen a print after Corregio, in which three female figures are ministering to a man who sit# fast bound at the root of a tree. Sensuality is soothing him, Evil Habit is nailing him to a branch, and Repugnance at the same instant of time is ap plying a snake to his side. In his face is feeble delight, the recolection of past rather than per ception of present pleasures, languid enjoyment of evil with utter imbecility to good, a Sybartic ef feminacy, a submission to bondage, the springs of the will gone down like a broken clock, the sin and the suffering co-instantaneous, or the latter forerunning the former, remorse preceding action —all this represented in one point of time. When I saw this, 1 admired the wonderful skill of the of the painter. But when I went away, 1 wept, because I thought of my own condition. Os that there is no hope that it should ever change. The waters have gone over me. But out of the black depths, could I be heard, I would cry out to those who have but set a foot on the perilous flood. Could the youth to whom the flavor of his first wine isdeliciousas the opening scenes of life or the entering upon some newly discovered paradise, look into my desolation, and be made to understand what adrearythingit is when a man shall feel himself going down a precipice with open eyes and a passive will—to see his destruction, and have no power to stop it, and yet to feel it all the way emanating from himself; to perceive all goodness emptied out of him, and yet not to be able to bear about the piteous spectatcleof his own self-ruin: could he see my fevered eye, feverish with last night’s drinking and feverishly looking for this night’s repetition of the folly ; could he feel the body of the death out of which I cry hourly with feebler and feebler outcry to be delivered—were enough to make him dash the sparking beverage to the earth in all the pride of its mantling temptation ; to make him clasp his teeth, and not undo ’em To suffer wet damnation to ran thro’ ’em. Yea, but (methinks I hear somebody object) if sobriety be that fine thing you would have us to understand, if the comforts of a cool brain are to be preferred to that state of heated excitement which you describe and deplore, what hinders in your own instance that you do not return to those habits from which you would induce others never to swerve ? If the blessing be worth preserving, is it not worth recovering ? Recovering! Oif a wish could transport me back into those days of youth, when a draught from the next clear spring could slake any heats which summer suns and youthful exercise had power to stir up in the blood, how gladly would I return to thee, pure element, the drink of children, and of child-like holy hermit. In my dreams I can some times fancy thy cool refreshment purling over my burning tongue. But my waking stomach rejects it. That which refreshes innocence only makes me sick and faint.” HUMOROUS, Fun.—Fun should be cultivated as a fine art, for it is altogether a fine thing. Who ever knew a funny man to be a bad one ? On the contrary, is not he, nine times in ten, generous, humane and good ? To be sure he is. Fun —it is a great thing. It smooths the rough places of life, makes the disposition as sweet and rosy as a fresh maiden’s kiss,scatters sunshine and flowers where ever w’e go, gives the world a round, jolly countenance, makes all the girls as pretty as June roses, and man kind one of the best families out. We go in for fun. The man who won’t cultivate it must keep a good-sized rod between us. There lived lately in one of the mountainous counties in Western Virginia many Dutchmen, and, among them one named Henry Synder ; and there were likewise two brothers, called George and Jake Fulwiler—they were all rich, and each owned a mill. Henry Synder was subject to fits of derangement, but they were not of such a nature as to render him disagreeable to any one. He merely conceived himself to be the Supreme Ruler of the Universe ; and, while under the infatuation, had him self a throne built, on which he sat to try the cause of all who offended him ; and passed them off to heaven or hell, as his hnmor prompted—he personating both Judge and culprit. It happened one day that some difficulty occurred between Henry Synder and the Fulwilers, on account of their mills ; when, to be avenged, Henry Synder took along with him a book in which he recorded his judg ments, and mounted his throne to try their causes. He was heard to pass the following fjudgments: Having prepared himself, (acting as Judge and yet responding for the accused,) he called Fulliwer. “Shorge Fulwiler, stand up. What hash you been doin in dis lower world ?” Ah ! Lort, I does not know.” “Well, Shorge Fulwiler, has’nt you got a mill ?” “Yes, lort, 1 hash.” “Well, Shorge Fulwiler, did’nt you never take too much toll ?” “Yes, Lort, I hash—when der water was low, and mien stones wash dull, I take a ieetle too much toll.” “Well, den Shorge Fulwiler, you must goto der left, mid der goats.” “Well, Shake Fulwiler, now you stand up. What you been doin in dis lower world V ’ [The trial proceeded throughout precisely like the former, and with the same result.] “Now I tries mineself. Henry Shynder ! Henry Shyn der! stand up. What hash you been doin in dis lower world ?” “Ah ! Lort, I does not know.” “Well, Henry Shynder, has’t you got a mill ?” “Yes, Lort, I hash.” “Well, Henry Shynder, did’nt you never take too much toll ?’ “Yes, Lort I hash—when der water wash low, and mien stones was dull, I hash taken a leetle too much toll.” “But Henry Shynder, vat did you do wid der toll.” “Ah ! Lort, I gives it to poor.” (Pausing.) “Well, Henry Shynder, you must go to der right mid der sheep ; hut it is a tain tight squeeze !” JSf'Mr. L®*®*** resides in Henry st. His wife who is an economical body had sent a costly silk gown to a French dyer. The dyer himself brought the dress home, and unluckily as it happened, met the husband of the lady at thedoor, “Is madame within?” asked the French man. The husband, who is of a jealous disposition, re plied, “And suppose she is, what do you want with her:” “Vvl dying for her sair” “You dying for my wife—get out of my house you scoundrel!” and he had just raised his foot to kick the honest mechanic into the street, when the lady made her appearance and set the matter to rights. A boy once complained of his brother for taking half the bed. “And why not 4 ?” said his mother ; “but how should you like to have him take out all the soft Tor his half? He will| have his half out of the middle! and I have to sleep both sides of him !” A soi.dif.h while coming up Leith Walk on a wet day lately, had his pure white inexpressibles, which seemed to be the very pride of his heart, completely destroyed, for one day at least, by a splash of mud from a cart go ing down. The man of war did not much relish the sa lute, and insisted that the carter must pay the damage done or light him. “Fight !” said the carter, with a look of supreme contempt, “D—n it, fightin’s your trade ; but I’ll ca’a horse wi’ ony o’ ye—hup, Charlie, hup !” A lady entered a Store, a few weeks since in the town of N—l—in N. 11. where Dry Goods and Groce ries were sold, and after making sundry purchases, a mounting to the enormous sum ot Jive cents and occupy ing the attention of the Clerk for at least one hour— she inquired if he had any wine of very superior qual ity. He told her that he could furnish her with some ot super-excellent quality, at $3 per gallon. The Lady thought the price high—and repeatedly asked it that was the lowest—and being assured that it could not be offered for less —she opened her purse, took out a piece of coin and handed it to the clerk saying that she be lieved she would take a Cent’s u-orth ! —adding that she did not know what her husband would say to her for spending so much money! A plantfr in St. Domingo, was one day diposing of a horse to a neighbor, and being questioned by the purchaser regarding its qualities, among the rest, wheth er it kicked, the disposer replied it wasthe quietest animal imaginable. He had, however, hardly used the expres sion when it flung up its heels, to the danger of the by standers. The purchaser, being irritated at the duplici ty of the other, reproached him with his intended decep tion, when, to substantiate the peaceful character of his animal, he called one of hisjslaves, and demanded of him if he ever saw this horse kick before ? “O, no massa,” smartly answered the negro, “me never saw him kick before—always saw him kick behind.” The cradle is woman’s bnllot box. Yes and some of them deposit in it two ballots at once. Now isn’t that illegal. An Irishman, driven to desperation, by the stringen cy of the money market, and the high price of provis ions, procured a pistol and took the road. Meeting a traveler, he stopped him with ‘your money or your life !” Seeing that Pat was green he said, “I tell you what I’ll do. I’ll give you all my money for that pistol.” “Agreed. 1 ’ Pat received the money and handed over tho pistol, “Now,” said the traveller, “hand back that money or I’ll blow your brains out.” “Blizzard away me hearty,” said Pat, “devil the dhropof powther there’s in it.” A question has been raised, in one of our courts, whether a blind man can be made liable for a bill paya ble at sight . The lawyers are puzzled. FOREIGN NEWS. W®. c ‘T. den ; se 1 - weekly, in this column, Irom iff, tale i graphic dispatches of our exchange#, all the Foreign ! News of any consequence. Among the items ol foreign news, received by the C anada, we notice that a further reduction of the rafes ol discount by the Bonk of England, below five per cem was anticipated. * The Canada brought the mails and passengers of the j . Mazzini it is stated, has issued an address, in which | the Italians to revolution, not as a right, but as i Ad\ ices trom India state that the garrison at Futte ! P or(! “'as pressed by the insurgents and abandoned and a more secure position was token by the troops A body j <-*1 the insurgents were defeated at Gendurie, altogether i three British officers were killed and one wounded. — 1 he insurgents nea; Jubulpore had been attacked, with out any decisive result. Reinforcements were advanc ing towards that place. Punjaub, Scinde, and Bombay were quiet. SPAIN. A dispatch from Madrid of the 14th, says that the Spanish Ministry tendered their resignations in conse quence ol the nomination of Bravo Murillo. Their resignation had not been accepted. The Cabinet would remain in office if the Queen would consent to dissolve the Cortez. The Queen in her speech to the Cortez in re gard to the Mexican quarrel, mprely remarks that she has accepted the meditation of France and England as a proof of the spirit of conciliation which animated her, but under any circumstances the honor and repu tation of Spain shall be preserved intact. A dispatch from Madrid, dated Friday the 15th, re ports the acceptance of the resignation of the Ministers, und the formation of n new Gabinet as follows :—Presi dent ol the Council, Isturitz ; Minister of Finance, | Ocana; Minister of Justice, Boz ; Minister of the In | terior, Deez ; Minister of Marine, Guesada : Minister of War, Espeleta. ITALY. M. Mazzini laid published an article of eight columns in tlie Italia del Papolo, addressed to the “ Men of Ac tion,” in which, he tells them that to conspire is not a right, but a duty. PRUSSIA. The Prussian Diet was opened on the 13th. The j opening speech was read by Baron Manteuffel. It re i fers to the illness of the King and expresses a confident j hope of his recovery. It rejoices at the upproaelnug matrimonial alliance between Prussia and England. It refers to the Danish Hostien question, and says that Prussia and Austria are resolved in union with all the other Governments of Federal Germany, to insist upon the vindication of German rights and interests. The allusion to the Danish question produced loud and unan imous applause. It also alludes to the Government measure to mitigate the effects of the recent panic. RUSSIA. The nobles ol the district ol Nigua Noreogorod, fol lowing the example of those of Lithuania and St. Pe tersburg, had asked the Emperor’s permission to enfran chise their serfs, and the Emperor had granted the re quest. CHINA. The Hong Kong correspondent of the London Time* under date Nov. 28, says : Mr. Reed, the American Minister, remained on board the frigate Minnessota, carefully avoiding any entang ling alliances. He says, that the Minnesota, from her great size would prove almost useless for warlike purposes in China. The sams letter predicts that the British would have possession of Canton before the eud of the year, and that iree and unrestricted intercourse with China would be demanded. FRANCE. A dispatch to the Times, dated the evening of the 14th says: “ The Emperor was fired at this evening, at half past nine o’clock, while entering the Italian Ope ra House in Rue Lepellies. Some persons in the street were wounded. The Emperor showed himself to the people at the door of the Opera House, and was receiv ed with enthusiastic cheering. He remained till the end of the Opera. On his return, at midnight, he was hailed with enthusiastic cheers by the multitude who were waiting in the street to greet him.” The Moniteur of the 16th says : “On their Majes ty’s arrival at the Opera, three explosions coming front hollow projectiles were heard. A considerable numbtr ot persons who were stationed before the Theatre, in cluding some soldiers of the escort, were wounded ; two of them mortally> The hat of the Emperor was pierced by a projectile, and General Regueit, Aide-de-Camp of the Emperor, was slightly wounded in the neck. Two footmen were also wounded. One of the horses attach - ed to the Emperor’s carriage was killed,and the carriage itself was broken by the projectiles.” The latest dispatches say that sixty persons were wounded and three killed, by the projectiles thrown at the carriage. The conspirators are Italians, and many arrests have been made. The Emperor and Empress suffered nothing from the event, and on the following day they attended solemn mass, accompanied by the Ministers of State. The attempted assassination of the Emperor Napoleon, caused flatness in the funds to-day. The Stock Ex change rate for advance remains at three per cent. At the Bank to-day applications were rather more numer ous. In Foreign Exchanges this afternoon, the rates were generally slightly lower than at last post. About £160,000 in gold was taken to the Bank to-day—£loo,- 000 Australian, by the Teviof, and the remainder Rus sian.— Times’ City Article. The decline in the Funds to-day, was chiefly caused by the attempt on the Emperor Napoleon’s life. There are no new features to notice in the Money Market.— Daily News City Article. The Washington correspondence of the New York Commercial says : There is more excitement among public men, at this day, respecting the Kansas sore, than there has been yet since the luckless day when Congress invited North and South to enter the lists in that territory for a terri ble fight, in which, no matter whether one or the other party succeeded, the Union was to fall with the van quished. The returns of the recent elections in that territory have been received, with advices which show that, in spite of fraudulent votes, the Free State party carried the State officers and State Legislature on the 4th of January. They further slate that Mr. Calhoun will change the returns, at the proper moment, so as to give certificates of election to all the candidates of his own party, and thus reverse the result in defiance of the people. Further, the free state men claim sixteen thou sand votes in the territory, against only two thousand pro-slavery votes. If the Lecompton Constitution be adopted by Con! gres, the Free State men are pledged to resist anv gov ernment organized under it, especially Calhoun’s'fraud ulent government. They will do this, they say, no mat ter if it rend the Union asunder. Southern and Northern members are becoming much excited, and speak pretty strongly. Some of the South ern members are going about declaring that the Union is dissolved, and that further efforts to save it are use less. The President has exhibited for the week past his full share of the excitement on the question. He is no long er so much troubled as he is angry about it. He Is writing a message to Congress in favor of the immedi ate acceptance of the Lecompton Constitution by Con gress, and make it a party test, declaring that every one who does not support the recommendation is a traitor to> Democracy. It is believed that the Senate will sustain the Presi dent’s views, but that the House will not. The Royal Marriage. —All England was in a flul ter ot admiration and congratulation on Monday, over the marriage of Princess Royal to Princo Frederick William, the presumptive heir to the crown of Prussia. Englishmen in this country will participate in the emo tions natural to such occasion, young ladies of all na tions will be interested in the ceremony, the trousseau, the toiletts, the attendant fetes, and good-natured peo ple everywhere will wish the young princess a kind husband and a happy married life. The Princess is the oldest child of Victoria and Albert, and was born on the 21st ot November, 1840, and is consequently now, a lit tle more than seventeen years of age. The bridegroom was born in 1831, and is tell years older than the bride. The match is said to be one of general affection, as was that ot Victoria herself. The royal marriage act for bids alliances between members of the royal family and British subjects, while it also forbids marriages with foreign princess and princesses who nre not Protestunts - The consequence is that all the English princess and : princesses of modern times have to find wives and hus bands among the German Protestant Royal families, and these keep up a supply of marriageable young men’ and women that is quite equal to the demand. The , London Journal of a late date says : Among the many magnificent presents in prepara tion for the Princess Royal, on the occasion of her marriage, is one which, though simple in itself, pos sesses a peculiar interest. It is only a riding whip, but it is a memento of a favorite horse. The butt is formed from a piece of the hoof, set in a hoof of solid gold. The shoe of this golden hoof is formed of diamonds, the nails being represented by fourteen beautiful rubies; the whole of the bQttotn ot the foot is formed of amass of small diamonds, The handle of the whip is formed from one of the horse’s bones, and most highly polished round which is twined a serpent of brilliants. A more beautilul and characteristic souvenir it is impossible to imagine. We hear it is the intention of her Majesty that all the metropolitan theatres shall be open to the public gratuitously on the evening of her marriage. Thf. March to the Grave in 1857.—What a mighty procession has “been moving towards the grave the past year! At the usual estimate, since the first of January, 1857, there have been more than thirty-one million jive hundred thousand of the world’s population gone down to the grave. Place them in long array, and they will give a moving column of more than thirteen hundred to every mile of the circumference of the globe. What a ‘spectacle, as they move on, tramp, tramp, tramp, the “ Dend March,” giving its funeral notes as they go to the silent shades ?— Exchange. ‘f~ “ The bloom or blight of all men’s happiness.” - : : y On Friday morning, 15th inst. at Sparta, by John H. ‘ Little, Esq. Mr. LaFAYETTE J. FRALEY to Miss LOUISIANNA A. BERRY,daughterofEdward Berry, Esq. all of Sparta. On Wednesday morning, 13th inst. at Eatonton, Go. by Rev. Dr. Talmage, Mr. DENNIS L. RYAN of Sparta, to Miss ELLA MERIWETHER, daughter of the late Judge Meriwether, of the former place.