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ITHDbIaT MORNING, FKBROART H. 1858.
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ceive it regularly, until then, without any additional
charge for the increase in price. Those who are in ar
rears will be charged only owe dollar a year far past dues,
provided they continue their subscriptions. Our terms
have been heretofore one dollar in advance, or twodoUars
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,
wiU 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 statementfor 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 ws intend doing as
soon as we can hear from our patrons.
It 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 hear oi
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 take their places.
The Georgia. Press.
We have been bo perplexed in getting our office
straightened out for the year, that we have been pre
vented from paying any attention to our exchangee.
But it is never too late to do good, and at this late hour
we indulge in a few comments.
The Christian Index, our quondam door neighbor, has
been enlarged and headed anew. It is a plain, neat
head, and more in accordance with the character of the
paper. Mr. Walker has been very successful in his
editorial management of the Index, and has rendered it
a worthy, popular and most excellent Journal.
The Educational Journal, published at Forsyth, comet
out with anew and handsome head-piece. The paper
is much improved in appearance, and Dr. George T.
Willburn who now has the entire editorial charge of it,
is a good writer. We wish him and the Journal much
success.’
The Georgia Patriot, that was published at Cedar
Town, has issued its last number—died for the want of
encouragement. Its patrons will be supplied with the
Borne Courier, during their subscriptions! year.
The Augusta Dispatch has been enlarged, and ia now
a very handsome sheet indeed. It is the cheapest daily
in the State, and is worth double the subscription price.
The loss by the conflagration in Rome is estimated
at between seventy-five and a hundred thousand dol
lars.
A subscriber writing from Florida and inclosing
money for his paper, gives us the following sensible or
der :
“ Change my paper from Greenwood, Fla. to Camp
bellton, Fla., and if you cannot print it better, please
send mine blank; for I had rather have it blank than
smeared over with ink.”
He is evidently behind the times—has not seen the
paper for this year, or he would not have made such re
marks.
To Merchants.
A business house in New York, writing to a prompt
paying house in Augusta, under date of February Ist
says : “We will stick to our good old customers and
let doubtful ones go. Many persons will visit N. York
the ensuing spring and summer, who will fail to obtain
goods on credit.”
Blank Bills of the Bank of Fulton.
The Augusta Constitutionalist says: We were
shown a dispatch to-day, from Mr. William M. Wil
liams, Cashier of the Bank of Fulton, in which it stat
ed that a number of the unsigned bills of that Bank had
been stolen. There are no tens nor twenties in circu
lation signed by E. W. Holland, President. The pub
lie must be on their guard in relation to this matter, as
it is Very probable some of the bills will be filled up and
put in circulation.
A High Compliment to our Paper.
An excellent and intelligent gentleman, President of
one of the largest Female Colleges in the State, gives us
the following encouragement, which we take the liber
ty of extracting from his letter:
“I am pleased to see your “ Crusader ” enlarged and
otherwise improved. It is now, in my humble judg
ment, one of the best papers in Georgia. Mrs. Mary E.
Bryan has made a handsome debut, and I have no doubt
her pen will contribute much to the entertainment of
vour readers.
I think you have done right in raising your price to
$2.00. It is good as almost any paper, and I know you
cannot afford it at a less price and do justice to yourself.
SCBHMWM'PCWICMP.'"’’ 1 ' 11 ”
Respectfully yours,
Now, we do not publish these expressions of our
friends concerning us, as an index of the general senti
ment in regard to our paper, for no doubt there are some
who do not think it so worthy, and our object is simply
to show such that there are those who do.
Da You Believe it.
There is an organized association of female gamblers
in Newburyport, Mass., the leader of which is the wife
of one of the leading rumsellers of the city, and which
numbers among its habitue3, the female members of
families, whom to name, would astonish every one.
Suicide. —Dr. Anson Jones, ex-president of Texas,
committed suicide in Houston, on the 13th inst. Tex
as is unfortunate in losing her great men by suicide—
Collingsworth, Grayson, Birdsdall, Rusk—and now
Jones.
At what Age aught People to Cease to Lore ?
An English paper asked, at what age ought people to
cease to love ? In one sense, never. A certain tender
ness of recollection, and a sweet and respectful treat
ment of one another, will never forsake those who have
known how to love truly. As to the rest, there is a
great difference in different people. There are men and
women both, who seem as if they never would be old.
On the other hand, there are some who appear as if they
had never been young. We meet even with youth, who
have the manners and darling thoughts of old age.
We have known men advanced in life, whom we could
fancy making love with far less indecorum than some
of twenty and thirty years of age. The reason is, that
the former are young in spirit, and can pay their atten
tions with a grace, a patience, and a vivacity, that, in
rescuing love from the common place of mere animal
passion, at once make up for the want of youth, and sup
ply what youth itself ought to bring. To be sure, set a
man of this kind against a Romeo, and he will stand no
chance ; nor ought he to seek it. Juliets are not for
him, vivacious as he maybe. But set him against a
young Shallow or Holofernes, and a Juliet herself would
at least sigh over the difference. We sympathize with
the immortal gayety of Amaerean, in spite of his silver
hhtr. Nay, he succeeds in making us like them. His
eandor and pleasantry disarm us; we allow his cheeks,
blooming with wine instead of youth, and agree to think
of his white locks against them as of lilies against roses.
Solid Objections appear superficial before thefpagic of
his poetry and animal spirits. We think how many
minutes fie could make precious to one ofhis beauties;
and, by the help of his toleration, contrive to put up
f&hthe rest, and to fancy a little regard for him not so
monotfous. We wonder whether any body ever thought
of Anaareon young t Whnt prodigious odes we fancy
tmh to hava written then ! And yet, perhaps, he wrote
as he did when c4d, because he did not begin writing too
soon’ nu “
Written on seeing Mr. BaUcy'tn&tatpe of Eve contem
plating herself in the fountain. ’
Nay, tis no sculptured artj His she—’tis she
Oh, more than seraph-beauty ! Even Man
Fla but a little lower than the angels;” v
While Woman, lovely Woman, audmne.
Transcends their glittering hierarchy. This
Well knew the subtle tempter, who, albeit,
Himself the semblance of a Child of Light
Could wear, yet ehose a brighter minister
To Inre to the fond ruin. Ah! on such
A face as this, our primal Sire might well
Gaze away, Eden! Who, that hung on lip* JCTAI
Like those, and listened to the uttenngs
Which made them eloquent, would still desire
The presence of angelic visitants,
Or sigh for cherub-warblings ? Who, that let
That soft heart beat to his, whils o’er that neck,
Locked in Love’s embrace, his fingers twined
Like ring-doves nestling round the tree of life,
Would deem she lured to death f
Yet—yet she smiles—
Yet o er her own sweet image hangs enamored,
While still and steadfastly as she, we gase
And share her rapturous wonder ; deeming her
Scarcely less vital than ourselves, and breathless
Only from admiration ! Beautiful!
‘‘The statue which enchants the world” no more
Boasts undivided homage; Britton olaims
The laurel of her Son, whose genius bids
Its sweet creation start to life and light,
Lovely as Pallas, when the brain of Jove
Teemed with divine images.
Sober Printers* a wit
The last Marietta Advocate says:
, “For the encouragement of our brethren of the press,
we mention the fact that in this office out of five men
employed, one Foreman and four Journeymen engaged
on an extensive book job, not one man drinks spiritu
ous liquors. We suppose that others have been troub
led like ourselves with drunken printers. We merely
mention this, because it is something unusual to see as
many as five strictly temperate Journeymen printers in
one office.”
It is true, that so many sober printers are seldom
seen in one office, and it speaks well, both for the prin
ters and the establishment in which they are employed.
A fondness for intoxicating liquors is almost a universal
failing among that class of people, and why, it is hard to
tell. Even the Temperance Crusader office has not, be
fore this year, been free from drunken printers.
We are much obliged to our worthy and highly es
esteemed editor for the above compliment.— Comp's Cru.
friend from Franklin, Heard county, ordering
some papers discontinued says:
“They rather objent to the increase in price. For
my part, I had rather pay you two dollars for the paper
as it now is, than one as it was before, though it was
then good enough for one dollar, or two either. You
may mark me down as in for the balance of the time—
enlisted during the war; and I desire the temperance
people to have as good a paper as any people. But it is
not worth while to talk—"here’s the two dollars; and if
lam behind any for the time past, drop me a line; and
hard times or easy times, I am determined to take the
Crusader and pay for it, too, in advance.”
Such subscribers we really love —would that we had
a few thousand such.
Newspapers.
Judge Longstreet, the newly elected President of the
South Carolina College, thus sets forth the value of a
newspaper:
Small is the sum that is required to patronize a news
paper, and most amply remunerated is the patron. I
care not how humble and unpretending the gazette which
he takes, it is next to impossible to fill it fifty-two times
a year, without putting in it something that is worth the
subscription price. Every parent whose son is off from
home, at school, should supply him with a paper. I still
remember what difference there was between those of
my schoolmates who had, and those who had not access
to newspapers. Other things being equal, the first were
decidedly superior to the last. The reason is plain—
they have command of more facts. ‘ Youths will pe
ruse a newspaper with delight, when they will read
nothing else.
The Noblest Sentiment on Record.
In the year 1779, an attempt *was made to comprom
ise the difficulties between Great Britain and the Amer*
ican Colonies ; and for this purpose, three Commission
ers, the Earl of Carlisle, Mr. Eden, and Gov. John
stone were sent out; but it was plain that after the sword
had been used so long, it was nonsense to think of set
tling the differences with a few strokes of the pen; when
one of the Commissioners offered to Mr. Reed, an
American General, theßumof £IO,OOOO, and any office in
his majesty’s gift in the Colonies, provided he would
use his influence in bringing about au accommodation.
This offer Mr. Reed considered as an attempt to bribe
him, and he therefore replied : “lam not worth pur
chasing ; but such as I am, the King of Great Britain is
not rich enough to do it.” That reply, though made
long ago, still swells the bosom with pride to know
that there has lived one American, if no more, which
could not be bribed. Let Congressmen and Legisla
tors especially, and Judges ; let all the officers of the
general Government, from the President!down to the
humblest Constable, “ roll it under their tongues as a
sweet morsel.” Let them keep it in mind as a control
ling thought in their public career.
A party of bon vivants, who recently dined at a cele
brated tavern, after having drank an immense quantity,
rang for the bill. The bill was accordingly brought,
but the amount appeared so enormous to one of the
company, (not quite so far gone as the lest,) that he
stammered out, “it was impossible so many bottles
could have been drank by so many persons.” “ True,
sir,” said Boniface, “ but your honor forgets the three
gentlemen under the table.”
- Sad Scene in a Lecture Room.
A correspondent of the Boston Christian Inquirer
says:
“ The best temperance lecture—l would say the most
impressive and heart-rending appeal in behalf oi sobri
ety that has ever reached my ears—was made, not long
since, by a gentleman who was selected to deliver the
first lecture before several of our Western Lyceums.
As his name is in all the “ Cyclopedias of American
Literature,” something creditable was expected; but
he had not spoken ten minutes, before it was evident
that he was sadly intoxicated, and the President had to
perform the painful duty of leading him from the stand,
and dismissing the insulted audience.”
The Ice Crop.
The ice crop, it appears, is not hopelessly short. The
Albany, (N. Y.) Journal, of Ist inst. says : “During
the past twenty-four hours, ice has been forming rapid
ly in the river, and is now being cut from eight to ten
inches in thickness. Those who have been lookingfor
a short crop for the ensuing season, will, we fear, be
sadly disappointed. Although the atmosphere was keen
this morning, the weather was delightful and healthy.
The ice-gatherers could not have more favorable weath
er than they have now.”
Kanm.
There are two Legislatures now in session in Kansas
-the Territorial, at Leavenworth, and the State, under
the Topeka Constitution, at Topeka. Both are Free
soil, and resolutions for fraternization have been intro
duced. In the lower branch of the Territorial Legis
lature the bill has passed, with but four dissenting voices
entitled “ an Act to abolish and prohibit Slavery, and
for the repeal of certain laws.”
The at provides for the abolishing of slavery forever
in Kansas, and all slaves now in, and hereafter coming
into the Territory shall be free. And any person who
shall now hold, or hereafter hold, slaves in this Territo
ry, upon conviction, shall be sentenced to hard labor in
the Penitentiary, for not less than two, nor more than
five years. All Acts referring to slavery, heretofore
passed, arerepealed. The Probate Court has givencon
current jurisdiction for the trial and punishment of of
fences committed against this act. In cose of refusal of
any Probate Judge, to examine into offences arising un
der this act, the Probate Court of an adjoining county
may hear and determine the case. Justices of the Peace
may have preliminary examinations arising under this
act.
He must be under the power of the poorest and most
despicable prejudices, who would reduce all human
characters to'a level; who would deny the reality of
those virtues that the world has idolized through re
volving ages. Nothing can, be disputed wish less plau
sibility, than that there are in the world certain noble
and elevated spirits that rise above the vulgar notions
and the narre w conduct of the bulk of mankind ; that
soar to the eublimest heights of reetitude, and from
time to time realize those virtues of which the inter
ested ard illiberal deny the possibility.
Halley and Sia Isaac Newton.— Haßey, the great
mathematician, dabbled not a little in infidelity ; he was
rather too fond °f introducing the subject; and once,
when he had descanted eomewhat freely on it, in the
presence of his friend Sir Isaac Newton, the latter cut
‘, him with this observation; “ I always attend to
you, Dr. Halley, with the greatest defence, when you
do us the honor to converse on astronomy or the mAh
ematics, because these are the subjects which you have
industriously investigated, and which you understand •
but religion is a subject on which I always hear you
with pain, “becaune it is one which you have never se
riously examined, and therefore, do not comprehend •
you dispiae it, because you have not studied it, and you
will not study it, because you despise it.”
•nr Pmstor und the Church Mule.
Our Pastor, who never fails, when a private op
portunity presents itself, to abuse and ridicule
little rasping in return, equally as public and
hard, though we shall do it in the friendliest spir
it, and with no disrespeot whatever. In the first
place, our esteemed Pastor has been reared in this
community, we might say from a mere boy, where
he has never heard any other kind of singing,
(and in days past it was carried to a much higher
degree of perfection here than now;) and in
view of that fact, we think his present inveterate
opposition to it a little miraculous; for it is rea
sonable to suppose that in a lifetime spent in as
an enUghted a community as oure, he would have
advanced in improvement, with the age; but we
fear oldfogyam is grafted in some of
his notions to ever hope for a reform. It is cer
tainly true in regard to ohoirs. But this, we pre
sume, is one of the “ Bishop’s “ unaccountable
eccentricities ; yet, he should remember that it
is arrogating to himself too much, to suffer a pe
culiarity of his own to disappoint the pleasure
and wishes of an entire community.
He advocates abolishing choirs altogether, and
substituting congregational singing. Consider
that done, and let us listen to a promiscuous con
gregation singing a hymn in as large a building
as our chapel: We have here a fellow with a na
sal whine chanting in four six time: over there
we have the keen, wiry notes of a self-confident
vocalist,spreading himself in allegro; hard by chimes
in a holy-mouthed member whose voice sounds
like a hotel Chinese dinner gong ; yonder, the
attenuated screeching voice of some pious old la
dy ; further on is the deep baritone of an ama
teur, whose idea of bass is, that it is the air sung
in a coarse voice, a few notes below the pitch; and
in the pulpit we hear the minister’s voice,- drag
ging along after the balance, and he is so carried
away with his musical performance that he loses
the next two lines to be coupled out. (We make
no personal allusions whatever in any of these
specifications.) And all this babel confusion of
voices, which sounds like the miserere , they call
“singing with the spirit.” We think it sounds
more like the wailings of lost spirits, than har
monious voices singing the praises of the Most
High. It requires a “concord of sweet sounds”
to move and melt the heart to contrition; and
nothing is more true than that no set of persons
can sing harmoniously together, without consid
erable practice; and discord in any kind of mu
sic, and especially in church music, grates harsh
ly upon the ear and unfits the hearer, in a great
degree, for listening patiently to religious instruc
tion. In this day, imperfections in music are
more easily detected by the masses than in days
past, because it is more universally cultivated as a
science. We think every church, however hum,
ble, should be supplied with good singing; for the
solemn grandeur of a lofty anthem, ora soft,
subduing, penitential hymn sung in unison and
with the proper time, seems almost to lift the
soul into the empyrean above—makes one feel
that the Lord is his shepherd and that
“ He leads him to the place
Where heavenly pasture grows;
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.’’
But the “ Bishopis rather an enigma on this
question ; for on last sabbath, in the day, he was
advocating congregational singing; and at night,
when the choir had dispersed themselves among
the congregation, expeoting of course to have
congregational singing, he arose in the pulpit,
and seeing no choir in the seats usually occupied
by it, he would not even read a hymn, neither at
the commencement nor the close of the services,
and we had religious exercises without singing,
until they came to taking up the Missionary col
lections, when it was such a dumb show, and
some of the collectors looked so embarrassed, and
others of the congregation began to be so noisy,
that a portion of the choir commenced a hymn
congregationally. We do not know whether the
Pastor felt set back any or not. With a few hon
ored exceptions, both male and female, in the
community, all are satisfied with our church sing
ing ; and those who are qualified to judge, say we
have as good church music in Penfield, as in al
most any church, and if the present Pastor con
tinues in his very unbecoming opposition to the
choir, he will finally break it up entirely, if he
has not done it already; and more than that, he will
very materially affect the harmony of the church,
as many of its principal members very seriously
apprehend. We would commend to his recol
lection the passage of scripture—“blessed are the
peace-makers.”
The Habit.
It is a very generally entertained notion, that
when any one contracts the habit of drinking
stimulating liquors, it is impossible for them to
break off. This, we have but little doubt, is true
with some; for though they may resolve firmly
to deny themselves, yet, a sight or the scent of
the tempter will rouse up the old appetite and it
will swallow reason, moral courage and all former
determinations, and the thirst for liquor must be
slaked with “wet damnation.” Hence arises two
of the strongest arguments in favor of temperance.
The first is, never contract the habit of indulging;
and the second is, prohibition of the whole traf
fic, that the returning outcast may not be temp
ted of the tempter, and thereby violate his deter
mination to reform.
But the remarks above are not applicable to
the great majority of people ; for those who have
iron nerves have only to say “ I will drink no
more,” and reformation is then accomplished.
But an Agricultural Journal goes farther, and says:
“Any man can break himself at once of the habit
of drinking.” It says: “A notion prevails that a
person addicted to alcoholic stimulants cannot at
once leave them off without danger of illness or
great and long-continued suffering. This is an
error. A cup of tea or coffee will supply the
needed tonic when a sense of exhaustion is felt,
and we have the authority of an eminent physi
cian for stating that no constitutional injury will
be suffered from immediate and total abstinence.
The uncomfortable feelings will subside in forty
eight hours, and will be entirely over in a fortnight.
Any man who has a firm resolution can break
himself at once of the degrading and fatal habit
of drinking.
FAREWELL.
BY BYRON.
He will return —but now the moments bring
The time of parting, with redoubled wing;
The why—the where—what boots it now to toll ?
Since all must end in that wild word—farewell!
List! ’tis the bugle—Juan shrilly blew—
One kiss !— one more !—another ! adieu!
She rose—she sprung—the clung to his embrace,
Till his heart heaved beneath her hidden face;
She dared not raiae to his that deep blue eye, *
Which downcast dropped in tearless agony.
Hark— peals the thundsr of the signal gun !
It teld’twaa sunset!
Again— again—that form he madly press’d,
Which mutely clasped, imploringly caress’d !
And tottering to his couch, his bride he bow,
One moment gazed—as if to gaze no more!
Felt—that forhim, earth held but her alone.
Kiss’d her cold forehead—turn’d—ic Conrad gone I
.And is he gone ? s.
How oft that fearful question will intrude,
’Twas but an instant past, and here he stood !
And now, without the portal’s porch she rush’d,
And then at length her tears in freedom gush'd ;
Big, bright and fast, unknown to her they fell;
But stilfher lips refused to send—are well!
A beautiful inscription, it is said, may be found in an
Italian grave-yard: “ Here lieu Etels, who transported
a large fortune to Heaven in actsor
gone thither to enjoy it.”
ttar Wives.
To those of our readers who have * ‘ better halves,”
we commend the subjoined beautiful paragraph
upon “wife;’|l so, the poetical sentiment of some
Scotch husband concerning his spouse:
p Woman’s love, like the rose blossoming in the
arid desert, spreads its rays over the barren plain
of the humas heart, and while all around it is
black and desolate, it rises more strengthened
from the absence of every other charm. In no
situation does the love of woman appear more
beautiful than in that of Wife; parents, breth
ren and friends, have claims upon the affections,
but the love of a wife is of a distinct and differ
ent nature. A daughter may yield her life to the
preservation of a parent, a sister may devote her
self to a suffering Brother; but the feelings which
induce her to this conduct are not such as those
which lead a wife to follow the husband of her
choice through every pain and peril that can be
fal him; to watch over him in danger; to cheer
him in adversity, and ever remain unalterable at
his side in the depths of ignominy and shame.
It is an heroic devotion which a woman displays
in her adherence to the fortunes of a hapless hus
band; when we behold Tier in her domestic
scenes, a mere passive creature of enjoyment; an
intellectual joy, brightening the family circle with
her endearments and loved for the extreme joy
which that presence and those endearments are
calculated to impart, we can scarcely credit that
the fragile being who seems to hold her existence
by a thread, is capable of supporting the extreme
of human suffering; nay when the heart of man
sinks beneath the weight of agony, that she
should maintain her pristine powers of delight,
and by her words of comfort and patience, lead
the distracted murmurer to peace and resigna
tion.
MY AIN WIFE.
I wadna gie my ain wife
For ony wife I see ;
I wadna gie my own wife
For ony wife I see;
A bonnier yet I’ve never seen—
A better canna be.
I wadna gie my ain wife
For ony wife I see.
O courthie is my ingle cheek,
And cherrie’ is my Jean ;
I never see her angry look,
Nor hear her word on ane.
She’s guid wi’ ’a the neighbors roun,
An’ ay is guid wi’ me.
I wadna gie my ain wife
For ony wife I see.
An’ O her looks so kindle,
They melt my heart outright
When o’er the baby at her breast
She hangs wi’ fond delight ;
She looks intil its bonnie luce
An’ she looks at me.
I wadna gie my ain wife
For ony wife I see.
of us have “poor kin,” and we think the fol
lowing picture rather tough, though there is a vast deal
of truth in it:
Poor Relations.
A Poor Relation is—the most irrelevant thing
in nature—-a piece of impertinent corresponden
cy—an odious approximation—a haunting con
science—a preposterous shadow, lengthening in
the noontide of your prosperity—an unwelcome
remembrancer—a perpetually recurring mortifi
cation a drain on your purse—a mere intolera
ble dun upon your pride—a drawback upon suc
cess—a rebuke to your rising—a stain in your
blood —a blot on your scutcheon—a rent in your
garment—a death's head at your banquet—Agath
oeles pot—a Mordecai in your gate—a Lazarus at
your door—a lion in your path—a frog in your
chamber—a fly in your ointment—a mote in your
eye—a triumph to your enemy—an apology to
your friends—the one thing not needful—the
hail in harvest—the ounce of sour in a pound of
sweet—the bore par excellence.
He is known by his knock. Your heart telleth
you “ That is Mr. A rap, between famili
arity and respect; that demands, and at the same
time, seems to despair of entertainment. He
entereth smiling, and—embarrassed. He hold
eth out his hand to you to shake, and—draweth
it back again. He casually looketh in about din
ner time—when the table mfull. He offereth to
go away, seeing you have company—but is in
duced to stay. He filletli a chair, and your visi
tor’s two children are accommodated at a side
table. He never cometh upon open days, when
your wife says with some complaisency, “My dear,
perhaps Mr. will drop in to-day.” He re
membereth birth-days—and professeth he’is for
tunate to have stumbled upon one. He declar
eth against fish, the turbot being small—yet suf
fereth himself to be importuned into a slice
against his first resolution. He sticketh by the
port—yet will be prevailed upon to empty the re
mainder glass of claret—if a stranger press it up
on him. He is a puzzle to the servants, who are
fearful of being too obsequious, or not civil enough
to him. The guests think “they have seen him
before.” Every one speculateth upon his condi
tion ; and the most part take him to be—a tide
waiter. He calleth you by your Christian name,
to imply that his other is the same with your
own. He is too familiar by half, yet you wish he
had less diffidence. With half the familiarity, he
might pass for a casual dependent; with more
boldness, he would be in no danger of being ta*
ken for what he is. He is too humble for a friend,
yet taketh on him more state than befits a client.
He is a worse guest than a country tenant, inas
much as he bringeth up no rent—yet ’tis odds,
from his garb and demeanor, that your, other
guests take him for one. He is asked to make one
at the whist table; refuseth on the score of pov
erty, and—resents being left out. When the
company break up, he proffereth to go for a coach
—and lets the servant go. He recollects your
grandfather; and will thrust in some mean, and
quite unimportant anecdote of—the family. He
knew it when it was not quite so flourishing as
“he is blest in seeing it now.” He reviveth past
situations, to institute what he calleth—favorable
comparisons. With a reflecting sort of congrat
ulation, he will inquire the price of your furniture;
and insults you with a special commendation of
your window-curtains. He is of opinion that the
urn is the more elegant shape, but, after all, there
was something more comfortable about the old
tea-kettle—which you must remember. He dare
say you must find a great convenience in having
a carriage of your own, and appealeth to your la
dy if it is not so. Inquireth if you have had your
arms done on vellum yet; and did not know till
lately, that such-and-such had been the crest of
the family. His memory is unseasonable; his
compliments perverse; his talk a trouble; his
stay pertinacious; and when he goeth away, you
dismiss his chair into a corner, as precipitately as
possible, and feel fairly rid of two nuisances.
There is a worse evil under the sun, and that
is—a female Poor Relation. You may do some
thing with the other; you may pass him off toler
ably well; but your indigent she-Relative is hope
less. “He is an old humorist,” you may say,
“ and affects to go threadbare. His circumstan
ces are better than folks would take them to be.
You are fond of having a Character at your ta
ble, and truly he is one.” But in the indications
of female poverty there ca .i be no disguise. No
woman dresses below herself from caprice. The
truth must out without shuffling. “ She is plain
ly related to the L- s; or what does she at
their house?” She is, in all probability, your
wife’s cousin. Nine times out of ten, at least,
this is the case. Her garb is something between
a gentlewoman and a beggar, yet, the former ev
idently predominates. She is most provokingly
humble, and ostentatiously sensible to her inferi
ority. He may require to be repressed some
times—aliquando sufjOaminandus erat —but there is
no raising her. You send her soup at dinned,
and she begs to be helped—after the gentlemen.
Mr. requests the honor of taking wine with
her; she hesitates between Port and Madeira,
and chooses the former—because he does. She
calls the servant Sir; and insists on not troubling
him to hold her plate.* The housekeeper patron
izes her. The children’s governess takes upon
her to correct her when she has mistaken the pi
ano for a harpsichord.
Fine Illustration.—Henry Ward Beecher in
speaking of trouble, makes use of this figure:
“As the sun converts clouds into a glorious
drapery, firing them with gorgeous hues and dra
ping the*whole horizon with its glorious costume
and writing victqry in fiery colors along the van
quished front of every cloud, so sometimes a radi
ant lioai't lets forth its hope, upon its sorrow aud
all the bladkneg& and tbouble8 a thw tnropScl
to appal seem to crowd around as a triumphal
procession following the steps of a victor.”
; ;V->1 .Vl ,i * .WSV‘
A lad, who had lately gone to service, having
had salad served to dinner every day for a week,
ran way; and, when asked why he had left his
place, he replied, ‘ They made me yeat grass i’th
summer, and I wur afraid they’d mak me yeat
’jinter; and I could no stand that, so I
Mr. Editor:
•v.. I think lam hardly mistaken when I reckon
ylu amongst those who have broadly admitted
tiß the cause of is jit IflftuhiflP
canditiou. Admitted n however r tl|£j fact
is feo apyprent that the casual oilii'V has
already fioted it. Os course this affairs
is most painful to all those who, from principle,
have heretofore or may now be enlistedintreatise
which is truly denominated “ the cause of all
mankind.” Os course, too, the enemies of this
cause ate filled with unbounded delight—a de
light of that nature which is making most
approaches to the condition which early tempei*-
ance fathers found in existence. A contempla
tidh'of such relapse Is full of horror to every lover
of good order and his species.
I have thought the indulgence of a few plain
words and the offering a few suggestions, just
might prove infinitely advantageous; and vig
orously followed up, might re-awaken slumber
ing interest, and favorably excite the popular
mind. Os course this is all that can be desired.
Nowyif it could only be accomplished!
In the first place, the writer of this is bold to
assert, / that en •masse, the “disciples” have “fallen’
from grace;” and this fact has so long existed,
that it is to be greatly feared many have fallen
into so profound a sleep that they have entirely
“fallen away.” If each man and woman could
fully realize and feel their duty in this mattei, it
would be a spur that would rouse them to effort.
The difficulty with all of us is, in all things, that
because success, immediate and complete, does
not crown an effort, therefore, all effort may be
honorably abandoned. But such is not true.
Any good, desirable end, is attainable. If not to-day,
to-morrow. And that man or woman, whose rear
son and conscience have so operated as to con
vince them that the Temperance Cause is a right
eous cause, and because of the absence of com
plete success in former effort they now stand “all
the day long idle,” with their hands folded, cry
ing “it is no use,” are occupying a position near
akin to that of the traitor. They know their duty
in the matter, and yet, fail of its discharge.
What! if I feel it my duty to practice and preach
temperance, and because I cannot convert my
enemies to-day I am free to abandon the cause?
God forbid; but that spirit only is to be com
mended which fights on, and if possible, with re
newed energy and with greater vigor, the darker
the clouds become and the fiercer and more nu
merous the menacing enemy. Then rouse up
friends; your work Is only accumulating while
you slumber. Do’nt mistake in this matter—not
only do you have to contend with existing evils,
but with all that a wily, uncomprising and indus
trious enemy can invent and throw in your way.
Suppose the Christian world should throw down
their arms and retire from the field or rest upon
them as you have done? Suppose this had been
done a score of times in their chequred history,
when they were scoffed at, and hunted down,
and burned, and gibbeted, and racked, where
would have been the Christian Religion to-day,
the bright and glorious star fast rising upon the
horizon, gathering new splendor as it ascends?
Is a man’s soul worth less to-day than five, ten
and fifteen years ago? Is it less honorable to
rescue a man from intemperance? Are your chil
dren, and servants, and neighbors in less danger
from the hell-hound of intemperance? Are rags
more desirable? Is the picture of wretchedness,
and want, and vice, daily pai \ted by those who
delight to injure innocence, blight fond hopes,
damn immortal souls and barter virtue with the
fire of hell, more endurable—has it lost any of its
hideousness—become more dazzling by the fresh
coatings of human blood which cries for venge
ance ? Surely none of this is true. Take the old
picture so long and nobly held up by that veteran,
“Uncle Dabney,” and examine its horrors anew:
are any of its characters missing this day-are
they not still alive and actively at work ? And
you, with this before you, are content to sit idly
round your tents while the bugle has sounded
summoning to the field! Rrouse up brother tem
perance men ! “ Fowarts broderin !” Light up
your old halls—clean up your furniture—burnish
your regalia—wash white your aprons, or else
take he<?d, “dangers await you,” in this world,
and death beyond ; for these things unheeded, it
will be said—“ Ye knew your duty, but did it not.”
Why not, re-institute evening lectures, open
wide your purses and put into the field in Geor
gia two or three good lecturers—men tried and
known to practice as well as preach. Be careful,
too, yourselves, to “ touch not, taste not, handle
not,” and thus continue a reproach that which
has too often clogged former advances.
These suggestions and this topic may be what
is termed “threadbare;’’ but for one, with me the
truth is never “threadbare,” especially while its
interests are suffering by the coolness of its lovers.
Let us start with the beginning and tell the old
story over again—and still over, so long as there
is a necessity for it. The preacher has cried for
over eighteen hundred years, “The soul that
sinneth it shall die.” Shall he stop because
the world is still full of sinners? Never! But
cry the louder. “Cry aloud and spare not.” Tell
the harlots of intemperance of all their abomina-;
tions, until you have run the evil out of tn<f
churches, (what! do churches still tolerate it?
They wink at it,) out of gentlemen—out of the
common herde—out of negroes-r-out ot the dogs
and, if possible, out of grog-sellers and groggeries
themselves, and then you may cease—never before.
Neglect of this matter is no cure of the evil;
nor does it answer as a discharge of duty—stern
duty. Listen to reason and conscience—listen to
heart-breaking lamentatsons—hear the cry from
every ditch and ten thousand hovels, with their
squalid inmates—tattered orphanage and wrecked
fortunes, and ask yourselves, one and all the
readers of the Crusader, am I at my post—am I
doing my duty? The cry comes up, “come over
and help us.” Have I gone—am I going ? God
help jus all to be MEN—men of one heart, hope
and purpose— one purse, until the warfare is ac
complished; then may we shout—“ Harvest
home.” R.
A Pretty Widow. —The Springfield (Mass.) Re
publican says: In this place a pretty little wid
ow dwelleth in a little street and she lias a pair
of pretty eyes, and two pretty little feet. No
matter what her name is, or the number of the
house, she's a mighty pretty widow—a perfect lit
tle mouse. The rose and lily blended live on her
dimpled cheek, and her lips"give them expression
—oh! gracious oh, so meek. Her hands are white
and tender, but her lovers sadly fear that she’ll
get them stained up by handling lager bier.
A too Susceptible Dove. —An instance is said to
have occured in Boston, the other day, of a dove
dying of a broken heart. A male and a female
daw and two fcquabi were in the cot and the
male squab died. The elderly dove tbs n drqve
his female mate from his nest, and the feirgilp
squab in her placo. The deserted dove made
several attempts,to return to the ,cot but was
always picked at and, driven away. She finally
flew down to a pepon below, where, with her
head under her wing, she remained lor a short
time and then foil suddenly to the ground. No
injury was found, suffipieut to cause death, and
possibly she died of a broken heart from the bru
tal treatmeht of her false and fickle male.
Tins.world is a.senouH world : human life and
business, are also serious matters—not to he trifled
with, nor cheated by sham and hypocrisies, but
to be dealt with in all truth soberness, and sin
cerity. No one can thus deal with it who is not
himself possessed of these qualities, and the result
of a life is the test of what virtue the ? p is in it.
False men. leave no.marks It is truth aW.
which does the masonry of tim world-bounds
empires, and builds cities and establishes laws,eom
jinerce and civilization.— AtlatU/ie Mordhty. 4 .
FORElffiy E WS.
We condense, weeklvsf in this coffin, firm? tiis tele
i litßPhic dispa tchfea of sly the Foreign
: JpßEsffnjf* OF Sifci* F%ments.— Washington, Feb.
C—ThcHßriks in fJcorgetown and Washington City re
sumed specie payment to-day;
Resumed Specie Payment. —The Banks of Philadel
phia on Wednesday, formally resumed specie payments
without any previous announce ment of their intention.
They had been in suspension since the last week in
September, bus for some time the suspension was merely
nominal. The resumption is now full and complete, and
it is expected all the bsnks in Pennsylvania will imme
diately follow suit.
Washington, Feb. s.— The Douglas Democrats and
Republicans have had no formal conference as to the
course they design pursuing on the Kansas ‘question,
nor, according to present indications, is it probable One
will tie hold- Th movemieat of Mr. Harris oflllihois,
Pin the House, to refer the President’s niessage to a spe
cial committee, to be appointed by, the Speaker, embod
ies the of the Douglas men. Should the resolu
tion for that purpose be adopted and the Speaker appoint
a committee unacceptable to the anti-Lecompton Con
stitution men. an attempt, it is said, wfll be made to set
Jt aside and elect one by ballot.
The Republicans privately say that they will support
such a movement, with a view to secure the best attain
able end, while their votes will be given in favor of the
proposition to refer the question of the forrnatisn of a
-Constitution to the people ofKansas.
The entire number of warrants issued under the
bounty land act of March, 1855, is two hundred and
nineteen thousand seven hundred and eighty-six, to sat
isfy which twenty-seven million five hundred thousand
acres nearly will be required.
Feb. 4.—The local agent of the government
in this city arrested Henry Van Geisen, a clerk in the
post office last night, on the charge of stealing registered
letters. He confessed hie guilt.
Washington, Feb. 4.—Mr. Phillip Otterback, well
known as one of the most wealthy citizens of Washing
ton, died this evening, aged seventy years.
Providence, Feb. 4.—The General Assembly of this
State have pussed a resolution, instructing the Senators
and requesting the Representatives in Congress from
this State to vote against the admission of Kansas into
the Union under the Lecompton Constitution. The
vote nas nearly unanimous.
Trenton, N. J., Feb. 4—Kansas resolutions denoun
cing the Lecompton Constitution passed the House this
morning by a vote of thirty-one to seventeen. The
negative votes were all Democrats. In the afternoon a
resolution highly appreciating the character and states
manship of James Buchanan, and expressing confidence
in liis administration, passed by a vote of tnirty-one to
twenty-one, the Democrats all voting in the affimative.
The discussions were very moderate.
4 A n r TO ™ Y £ IGHT Congress.— Washington, Feb. 6,
A. JSI. :The House of Representatives adjourned this
morning six o clock, after an excited and stormy session
all night. The contest was on the adoption of the res
olution offered by Mr. Harris of Illinois, the purport of
which is, that the message of the President and the Le
compton Constitution be referred to a select committee
ot thirteen, to be appointed by the Speaker, to inquire
into all facts connected with said Constitution, and the
laws, if any, under which the convention was held, and
wheiher the provisions of the law were complied with.
Also, whether said Constitution provides for a republi
can Jorm of government, and whether the population be
sufficient for a representative in Congress under the pre
sent ratio, and whether the Constitution is satisfactory
to a majority of the legal voters in Kansas. Also, to
ascertain the number of votes cast for the Constitution,
the places where cast in each county, the census or re
gistration under which the election of delegates was
held, anil whether the same was just and fair and in com
pliance with law ; with all other matter bearing on the
subject. 6
The friends of the Lecompton Constitution endea
vored to take a vote in favor of the admission ofKansas,
before the adjournment of the House, while those in fa
vor ot the passage of Mr. Harris’ resolution endeavored
to adjourn.
About half-past two o’clock last night, a fight occur
between Honorables L. M. Keitt of South Carolina,
and Galusha A. Grow of Pennsylvania. Severel blows
passed, the crowd of members rushed to the scene, and
‘a frer^fiirht 6 ”’ ora t * me > there were indications of
9taringorder? r ° rr succeedcd ’ in afew moments, in re
-1 he House finally agreed to adjourn, by the passage
ot a unanimously adopted resolution, that the. matter in
dispute should be the special order of the day for Mon
day, to wlncli day the house has adjourned.
The Lecompton Constitution Defeated.— Washing
™’/ eb A, 8 ,-T In the Sena ‘ e to - da y the President’s mel
sage and the Lecompton Kansas Constitution were re
ferred to the Committee on Territories, by a vote ot
twenty-eight to thirty-one.
,In the House, Mr. Harris’ amendment to Mr. Ste
& S f,f SO Utlon T s ado P, ted b >- a vote of one hundred
ind fifteen to one hundred and eleven. Mr. Harris’
resolution refers the message and Constitution to a se
lect committee of fifteen, with power to send for per
sons and papers, thereby precluding the-possibility of a
report this session. 7
HUMOROUS,
“ Well, Mr. Snow I wants to ax you a ques
tion.” ”
“ Propel it, den.”
“Why am grog shop like a counterfeit dollar ?”
Well, Ginger, I gibs datright up.”
“ b>oes y° give it up. Kase you can't pass
“ \ah ! yah ! yah 1 nigger, you talk so mueb
jout your contifit dollars, jest succeed to de
pieT" ine ‘ VI “ T a coun * er f e d dollar is like an apple
V,°. h ’ 1 drops the subject and doesn't know
nothing ‘bout it.”
“ Kase it isn't current “
. big of W X a j ger? Wl,y “ yOUr hMd lik *
“Go way from me—Why am it ?”
“Kase dere ’ s no sense (cents) in it.”
Well you always was the brackest nigger I
neber seed—you always will have the last word.”
Many years ago a solitary horseman might haw
been seen riding swiftly towards Toledo, Ohio.
Ihe sun had just set In the western horizon,
1 was the close, in short, of an election day, and
thesohtary horseman was a courier tropi an im
portant ton n-ship in Lucas county. The return*
lrom every township in the county had been
bU f + } 3 - e ° no vve s Peak of at Toledo,
? i/h \Z te ° f thlS v , ery tow nship was heeded to
tell how the country had gone. *
At length the solitary horseman arrived in'Tol
edo, and rained his foaming steed up before the
Indian House. A big crowd—Democrats and
him and shoutai
“Better time,” said the horseman, looking at
his watch “ was never made by a C hess ‘
fifteen miles in thirty-two minutes! What d'ye
horseman. that gon lmeu T> ask d the excited
i CuSS tkc boss, “ yelled the excited crowd “ how
lias township gone?”
I dkremember. It went either
Whig or Democrat, but I’ve been so taken with
the speed of tins ‘eve hoss, that I forgot it- but
gen linen, - rising in his saddle and frantically
waiving his whip in the air, “ you may just rest
hoil” on ° ne POmt: AIIH -U can’t beat this
E notice under the marriage head of our citv
papers, a record of the marriage of Mr. Beniamin
k?m of Tower & J o y, of thiScity )
to
■
v\ ltli present bliss without allov,
And many Joys to com 4.” 3 ;
* k ® Jl# #• Vs. M Boston Journal.
The Yankee Blade tells the following anecdote
of aaiollogo chum: .<
& if 0 fst 0 A
i• V- • member of one of the classes was
distinguished not less for dry wit and sly wagge
ry than for his address in evading the writing^
k
” Why, yes, sir,” replied If w ? t h the bn
perturbable gravity and that pasteboard counte
nance he always wore, “it had original over it in
the paper I took it from !’’ h
•Sonny, where’s your father?”
‘*r ather's dead sir.”
‘ Ilavq you any mother i” ...
J btt S °, ne ’. b " t B he’s got married to Joe
i>anKlmg, and don t be mv mother any more;
cause she says she’s got enough to do to tend to
bis <uvn younguns f” 6
“Smart boy • here’s a penny for you.”