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PENFIELD, GEORGIA.
£TIj[yCOLN VEAZEY, Editor.
ThUBSDAY MORNING, MARCH 4,1858.
Th* little article in our last issue commencing
I wonder what ascetical would say, &c„” was
from the pen of our talented editress, Mrs. Bryan.
It was placed among our editorial through mis
take by the Foreman, the matter having gotten
accidentally mixed on the galleys.
Bo* men are happy because they live alto
gether on the future; others miserable because
all their thoughts are connected with the past.—
He is wisest and happiest who properly mingles
the regret a of the past, the hopes of the future
and the cares of the present.
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It seems, after all the talk about the mildness
of the winter, that we are having nearly our usual
allowanoe of really severe weather. On Last
Tuesday and Wednesday, (23d and24th,) it sleeted
or snowed slowly, with but little interruption.—
The trees and house-tops were wrapt in white,
and there was a considerable crust on the ground.
Yoc may talk about the wilful stubbornness of
the long-eared tribe, but if you never attempted
to drive an unwilling muse to work, you know
nothing of that quality in its most intense form.
Chaining the sea, or darning up the father of wa
ters, are tasks almost as easy. Each sentence as
it assumes its position on the paper, has been pro
duced in agony almost equal to a death throe.—
If writers were paid according to their trouble in
composing, a work written under these circum
stances would be costly beyond all calculation.
Thb different phases of a person’s life, are so en
tirely different, that it appears strange that a feel
ing of identity should be so perfectly preserved
through them all. The cheerful school-boy, the
ardent and impulsive young man, the fervent
lover, the doting husband, the gray-headed sire,
are periods when the thoughts, feelings and ac
tions are entirely different. Yet, never does he
for a moment doubt that he is the same person
who has passed through all these changes. I>id
they occur like sudden revolution, the old man
would die with each, and anew being be brought
into existence.
Writers are almost sure to become extravagant
when speaking of great men. There seems
to be a halo thrown around them, which dazzles
and mystifies all who attempt to look upon their
greatness. A writer in the Edinburgh Review,
in his introduction to an essay on the Life of Mi
chael Angelo thus holds forth on this theme:
“The lives of great men stand out from the
history of their time like mountains which rise
from the alluvial plains, casting their shadows
forward or backward according as the light falls
on them. If we view them by the light of the
past, they seem to over-shadow the future; if by
that of modern times, their shadow reaches back
ward to the dawn of civilization. The historian
views them not in one aspect alone: he contem
plates them in their twofold relation to the his
lory of their race. He sees in them not only the
germ of the present, but also the fruit and glory
of the elder time. In like manner the biographer,
whose task it is to record the distinguishing fea
tures of the world's great men, has it in his power
not only to consider them as they appeared to
their cotemporarie9, but to trace in their lives the
characters of earlier ages ; and if in any respect
the fort and impress of the present age is owing
to them, to note that also, in order that we, who
are the inheritors of a portion of their riches,
may recognize and acknowledge the benefits
they have conferred upon us.”
At the late sitting of the Superior Court of Wal-’
ton county, a man by the name of O’Kelly
was tried for the murder of his wife, under cir
cumstances of the most aggravated cruelty. The
trial has been one of great interest, and has at
tracted much attention in different parts of the
State. We take from the Athens Watchman the
following condensed statement ofO’Kelly’s treat
ment of his wife, which was fully substantiated
iby the testimony given in under oath:
A man named Thomas Kelly, or O’Kelly,
was arraigned for the murder of his wife, who was
found dead (frozen, it is said,) in her place of con
finement during the extraordinary cold weather
of 1856. The deceased, it is Sieged, was at least
partially deranged, and had been confined a num
ber of years, eleven or twelve, we believe—five
in Oglethorpe, and seven, perhaps, in Walton.
It was proven that her place of confinement con
sisted of a pen constructed of poles, notched at
the corners and covered with clap-boards. In
this was a hole ten by four inches, some four or
1 five feet from the ground, with a shelf inside,
upon which was placed her food in an old iron
frying-pan, which was also used as a urinal, with
out ever being washed! Her food, some cf the
witnesses testified, was promiscuously mixed to
gether in this pan—boiled, “collards” and milk
being frequently mixed together! Many of the
” witnesses testified that the chinks or cracks be
tween the poles of this den were open—there
nfever was any fire in it—no bed or bedding, and
the poor creature sometimes entirely naked and
always nearly so! In this den she languished seven
years, until relieved by death from ner horrible
sufferings. One cold morning that winter she
was found upon her hands and knees at the door,
naked, or nearly so, and frozen stiff. Many per
sons think there is reason to believe that starva
tion as well as cold had something to do in bring
ing about her death! We understand that the
deceased, before her mind became impaired, was
a sensible and respectably educated woman.
And this monster was condemned only to three
years’ imprisonment in the Penitentiary! Truly,
it would seem that the decisions of law are not
even-handed justice.
We should like to knotv what the term “ clever
fellow ” means. We have heard it used in
reference to some of the worst specimens of
mankind that nature ever threw into human
mould; persons, the corruption of whose hearts,
*"had it escaped from the thin film of hypocrisy
that concealed it, would have poisoned the air in
which they moved. The blank-featured, empty
brained, conceited coxcomb, whose only talent
consisted in sneering at everything morally val
uable, we have heard eulogized as “ a fellow of
good heart.” This compliment is, paid in thou
sands hf instances, when it would be difficult to
point out in what manner this goodness of heart
has ever been shown. They never do a good deed
or say a good word; if any goodness is in them, it
is of that negative kind only which is produced
by the absence of evil.
It is an that a man may be known
by the company he keeps. It is of course as true,
that he may be known by whom he praises.
Whenever wo hear a man eulogize a worthless
personage, we take it for granted that his own
moral character partakes of the same hue. A
clever fellow” or “a good-hearted fellow” are
terms which are translatable only by a know
ledge of one of the parties in question.
There are some exceptional cases in which this
is not true. Praise is now such a common thing;
that it is both given and received without the
attachment of meaning. It is considci’ed a neces
sary |art of politeness, and is so usually so un
derstood by all parties. It is, however, a matter
of no difficulty to distinguish a sentence
spoken as mere matter of form, and one delivered
as a real opinion.
The March number of the Southern Cultivator is
a fine specimen of that always well-filled Journal.
Published by W. S. Jones, of Augusta, Ga., at 81
•ryear.
That wealth is not essential to happiness is
abundantly proven by our daily observation.
We are constantly seeing men who possess but
meagre portions of this world’s goods moving on
in life with serene content, while the princely
Nabob, who passes him with scorn, carries within
him a heart cankered by care, and perhaps goaded
by remorse. His motto Is, “ get more,” and urged
on by this unrighteous stimulus the sweet amen
ities of life, the beauties of nature, and the sub
limities of eternal truth are all lost to his view.
One of the happiest men we ever knew, was
one of the poorest. By unceasing toil, he man
aged to supply his family with food and raiment;
but the winter of years had plentifully besprink
led hifl locks with its heaviness, and not one trea
sure had been laid up for a rainy day. Yet, was
he never cast down in spirit, but always wore an
air of cheerful contentment. And why should he
not? His daughters were fair and virtuous, and
his sons were growing up in the steady pursuit of
industrious habits. In the consciousness of hav
ing discharged faithfully the duty which his Mas
ter had imposed upon him, why should he not be
contented, though without a fortune?
The secret of his felicity, however, remains to
be told. He was a happy because a good man.
None were more punctual in attendance at the
house of God, or enjoyed with greater zest the
services of His sanctuary. He endeavored in
all things to follow the golden rule, to do unto
others as he would have them do unto him.—
Goodness has its reward even here on earth. It
may not be in the form of broad, extended fields
and heavily filled coffers; it is often, nay, al
ways that which
“ Earth can neither give or can destroy,
The soul’s calm sunshine, and the heart’s pure joy.”
How often is wealth the price of blood, and the
result of crimes which convert men into demons!
Who has not heard of the vast horde of pirates
who infested the Southern Seas at the close of
the last and the beginning of the present centu
ry? The pursuit, the desperate struggle for life,
the walking of the fearful death-plank, all rise in
our imaginations with almost as much vividness,
as if they were actual experiences. A more dar
ing, heartless set of men never lived. Sometimes,
by the active exertion es a single hour, a crew
was placed in the possession of vast fortunes;
yet, it did not render them less miserable. When
their enemies had been conquered, they became
afraid of each other, and often buried their ill
gotten gold on some lone shore, where they could
never find it again. In the legitimate occupa
tions of life, wealth is often accumulated without
cruelty or injustice; but there is often a harden
ing of the heart and a deadning of its finer sensi
bilities which render it a curse rather than a bless
ing. ♦
It is the nature ofsomejmen to be discontented,
let their circumstances be what they may. If
they are poor, they repine at the inequalities of
fortune; and if they are rich, they bemoan the
heavy cares of business, and sigh for peace and
poverty. Such are the absurd inconsistences into
which men are betrayed, when engaged in that
most profitless of all tasks, wishing. True hap
piness lias little connection with the man’s pos
session, whether they be few or great. Its foun
dation is in the soul—in a heart well disciplined,
and a mind well trained.
Nature has affixed her own laws by which man
is to be governed, and no violation of them
can be committed with impunity. The same in
finite wisdom that guides the starry spheres in
their courses through the limitless range of space,
has assigned functions and imposed rules upon
the minutest organs of our bodies, from which
there is no safe avoidance. If these be broken,
inevitable pain and misery must ensue.
Men can form habits, and under their influ
ence, would seem to accustom themselves to al
most anything; but no habit can be established
which is directly opposed to nature, without,
sooner or later, bringing with it suffering. Many
think differently. They suppose that whatever
has become a settled habit, may be persisted in
without danger. A second nature is formed,
which, having entirely overcome all previous feel
ings, inclinations or passions, they never after of
fer any resistance. This may be true; yet, it is
still more true that this second nature is much
oftener of evil than good. Wisdom hath said,
and our observation confirms, that he happiest
lives who lives to nature’s law.
W e clip the following little poetic gem from
the Home Journal. It is from the pen of W. L.
Shoemaker:
There is a little bird that sings—
“ Sweetheart!”
I know not what his name may be ;
I only know his notes please me,
As loud he sings—and thus sings he—
v “Sweetheart!”
I’ve hoard him sing on soft spring days—-
“ Sweetheart!”
Aud when the sky was dark above,
And wintry wsuds had stripped the grovo,
He still poured io?:h those words of love—
And, like that bird, my’ heart, too, sings—
“ Sweetheart!”
When Heaven is dark, or brig'.ht and blue,
When trees are bare, or leavesaave. v e new,
It thus sings on—and sings of you— -1
“ Sweetheart!”
What need of other words than these—
“ Sweetheart!”
If I should sing a whole year long,
My love would not be shown more strong
Than by this short and simple song—
“ Sweetheart!”
The Intrinsic Light op theStars.—On account
of the distance of the stars it is not. possible to
form an idea of their actual magnitude ; for when
viewed through good telescopes they appear sim
ply at luminous points, without any sensible disks.
Their light may, however, be compared with that
of any other fuminous object: and Dr. Wollaston
found, by photometrical experiments, the light
of Sirius, the brightest of the fixed stars, to be to
that of the sun, in the ratio of 1 to 20,000,000,000.
Now, the proportion of light received from any lu
minous body, being inversely as the squai e of its
distance, it follows that the sun would require to
be removed to 141,400 times its actual distance,
in order that its light should be equal to that of
Sirius. But the parallax of Sirius, if sensible at
all, is undoubtedly less than one second, whence
it is easily calculated that the distance of Sirius
cannot be less than 200,000 times the distance of
the sun from the earth, and from this it follows
that the light of Sirius cannot be less than the
double of that emitted by the sun. Dr. Wollas
ton, assuming a smaller and more probable limit
of the parallax, supposes the light of Sirius to be
equal to that of fourteen suns.
The Sculpture of Habit.— Did you ever watch
a sculptor slowly fashioning a human countenance ?
It is not moulded at once. It is not struck out at
a single beat. It is painfully and laboriously
wrought. A thousand blows rough-oast it. Ten
thousand ohisel-points polish and perfect it—put
in the fine touches, and bring out the features
and exprossion. It ia a work of time ; but at last
the full likeness comes out; and stands fixed tor
ever and unchanging in the solid marble. ell!
so does a man under the leadings of the Spirit,
or the teachings of Satan, carve out Ihh own mor
al likeness. Every day he adds something to the
work. A thousand acts of thought, and will, and
deed, shape the features and expression of the
soul—haoits of love, and purity, and truth—hab
its of falsehood, malice, and uncleannoss, silently
mould and fashion it, till at length it weal's the
likeness of God, or the image and superscription
of the Evil One.— Plain Parochial Sermons.
“Why don’t you limit yourself ?” said a physi
cian to an intemperate person ; “ set down a stake
that you will go so far and no farther.” “So I
do,” said the toper, “ but I set it so far off that I
always get drunk before I get to it.”
Traveling at the West. — A western paper says
the only two classes of travelers on our Railroads
this winter are those who are ruming away and
those who are after them, very few ladies have
| been seen in the cars since the panic set in.
CLIPPED ITEMS.
A line may be remembered when a chapter is forgotten.
“Resolve to be a rich man,” said a father to his son;
“ You can become what you set out to be.”
“But father,” said the lad seriously, “how hardly
shall they that have riches enter into the kingdom of
heaven. It is easier for a camel to go through the eye
of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of
heaven.",,
The Louisville Journal is guilty of the following :
“According to one Washington correspondent, Grow
struck Keitt twice in the face. First the eye* hsd it
and then the note.”
The Legislature of Kentucky, previous to adjourn
ment, passed a resolution to raise a regiment of volun
teers for the Mormon war.
The management of the Princess* Theatre in London,
has now fallen into the hands of Miss Mary Provost, an
American actress.
/
Appointments by the Governor.— Tho following
gentlemen have been appointed Aids-de-Camp to the
Commander-in-Chief, with the rank of Colonel:
W. S. Rockwell, A. V. Brumby, Georgia Military
Institute ; W. Phillips, of Cobb county; C. C. Wilson,
of Chatham ; A. H. McLaws, of Early ; S. J. Smith,
of Towns ; C. G. Campbell, of Decatur ; Wm. Mar
tin, of Lumpkin ; W. A. Cannon, of Wayne ; J. G.
Ryals, of Cass ; E. F. Lawson, of Burke; C. E. Broyles
of Whitfield; H. M. King, of Harris; D. A. Walker,
of Murray ; A. M. Jones, of Liberty ; 11. R. Daniel, of
Spalding; M. C. Fulton, of Columbia ; J. F. Clark, of
Stewart; C. V. Walker, of Richmond ; W. A- Harris,
of Worth; B. H. Herd, of Wilkes; A. T. Burke, of
Carroll; J. S. Bower, of Thomas ; J. H. Banks, of Hall;
B. B. Hamilton, of Dooley; W. J. Morton, of Clarke ;
J. H. Andrews of Bibb ; J. C. Brown, of Dougherty;
F. W. Ward, of Butts ; W. M. Nichols, of Clinch;
Archer Giiffeth, of Oglethorpe; W. TANARUS, Wilson, of
Fulton; and W. T. Dav,of Pickens. —Federal Union
Feb. 23.
A disastrous fire occurred among the shipping at
New Orleans, on the 21st inst., and five steamboats, the
Virginia, Montauk, James Montgomery, Sherman and
S. S. Prentiss, were destroyed. The- ship Andover,
from New York, was considerably damaged, and two
or three other vessels, more or less injured. The loss is
estimated at about seventy thousand dollars.
Appointments on tiie State Road. —Willis Curry,
Esq., of Monroe county, has been appointed a clerk at
Chatanooga, and Alfred J. J. Blois, of Chatham, a clerk
at Atlanta.
The consumption of snails in Paris has increased to
such an extent, as to seriously injure the oyster trade.
A whole side of the new fish market is devoted to these
delicacies.
A million sterling is spent in London yearly, in aid
of the sick ; nearly 7,000,000 persons—one tenth of the
whole population—receive medical advice gratuitously.
The products of the California mines for the past six
years are stated at 443,900,000, and those of Australia
since their discovery, at $205,814.000.
From the report of the Commissioner of Railroads in
Tennessee, we learn that there are now 635 miles of
finished railroad in the State.
British Railway Review. —Some very curious and
valuable tables have recently been published in England
by Mr. Hackett. According to these, it appears that
the revenue of the railways of the United Kingdom, in
1857, was no less than £24,000,000. The capital of these
lines is about £300,000,000. The railway profits for the
last year must have been about £13,000,000, or about 4
per cent, of the total capital ; but from a considerable
portion of the £300,000,000 being in loans and prefer
ence shares at a rate of interest averaging more than
the per centagc of profits, the average dividend is about
3J per cent, per annum.
A Turkish Admiral Mohammed Pacha, is on his way
to New York, where he is to contract for the building
of a steam frigate for his government. A resolution
has been passed by the City Council to give him a pub
lic reception, and S2OOO has been appropriated for the
purpose,
A Novel Party Dress. —At n “ Fancy Dross Party”
in Hartford Ct., the past week, one lady appeared in a
dress ornamented with hundreds of little bells, not much
bigger than rain drops—affording music of the fairy
kind in the dance. In some of the eastern countries
dancing women wear bells upon their ancles, which tin
gle in time with the music of the dance, and perhaps,
this costume suggested the more conspicuous display of
this musical ornament.
The Sunday School Union. —We have received,
says the Philadelphia Bulletin, from a reliable source,
the following information:
The numerous friends of the American Sunday
School will be pleased to learn that the actual
loss arising from the recent defalcation, will not ex
ceed $40,000, and that the Managers of the Society,
with the aid of a few personal friends, have determined
to pay the entire loss out of their own pockets. The
friends of the Union are in fine spirits, and the pros
pects of the Society were never more encouraging than
at the present time.
The Paris Constitutional contains a long article on
the subject of the Mormons. It condemns the Ameri
can Government for its delay in dispersing or destroy
ing the immoral and scandalous sect.
The New Holiday.— According to a recent, statute
of Massachusetts, says the Springfield the
birthday of Washington becomes a legal holiday, and is
to be observed as such in future, by the courts, banks,
&.C.
Patents.—Among the patents granted for the week
ending the 16th instant, we notice the following:
Stephen E. Parish, of Nashville, Tenn., improve
ment in railroad car wheels.
H. W, Randle, of Bartlesville, Ala., improvement in
cotton presses. r
Thos. M. Scott, of La Grange, Geo., fly trap.
Elijah H. Bloodworth, of Thomaston, Geo., improve
ment in ploughs.
“ What passage in this morning’s exercises did you
like best?” asked a conceited clergyman of the cele
brated Robert Hall. “ Your passage out of the pulpit,”
was the reply.
“ If dirt was trumps, what a hand you would hold,”
said Lamb to a filthy partner at whist.
No man can be provident of his time, that is not pru
dent in the choice of his company.
At an examination at the College of Surgeons, a
candidate was asked by Abernathy :
“ What he would do if a man was blown up with pow
der ?”
“ Wait until he came down,” was the cool reply.
“True,” replied Abernathy, “and suppose I should
kick you for such an impertinent reply, what muscles
should I put in motion ?”
“ The flexors and extensors of my arm, for I would
knock you down immediately.”
He received a diploma.
The “Panic Reel.” —A new dance has been in
vented by a New York gentleman, and recently intro
duced in fashionable circles, called the Panic Reel.—
When the gay world gets to dancing over its troubles,
may conclude they are nearly forgotten.
African Blood at the Princess Royal’s
WeddinV*- —Among the columns of news relative to the
Royal weuJ^ n S recent ly at St. James’, it is stated that
Queen VictorS invited Sarah Bonnetta, an African
prineess, boarding at Chatham, to the wedding of the
Princess Royal, anc? .* her dresses suitable for the
occasion. She could luVaiy have reflected on tne seri
ous offence which this °* ro y a / 4 negro wor*
ship” would give on this side fil Atlantic.
Our old friend Bangs was inviuvl by a friend to his
house to partake of julep, of which n\s was very iond.
It was handed to him in a silver goblet With gold.
After sipping a portion, B. turned to his iNst, and re
marked that it was astonishing what an addition a straw
berry gave to the flavor of a julep. His friend r>phcd
that he was sorry that he did not have a strawberry - to
put in it. “But,” said 8., “there is certainly one in
this.” Upon his host ascertaining the contrary, he in
sisted that he saw it distinctly, and drained the goblet
to get the berry—when, lo and behold ! he found that
it was only the reflection of his own nose.
An honest farmer thus writes to thoChairman of an
English Agricultural Society : “Plense put me down
on your list of cattle, for a bull.”
An Irishman was challenged to light a duel, but de*
clinad, on the plea that he did not wish to leave his
ould mother an oVphan.
THE WIND AND RAIN.
BY EFFIE JOHNSON.
Moaning among the tree tops,
Rattling the casement pane,
Oh, what fearful stories
Mutter the wind and rain.
They tell of the stately vessel,
Plowing the angry main,
Down lo the sea-cavesdriven,
By the howling wind and rain.
They whisper of houseless orphans,
Who have sought for rest in vain.
Weary, and sick and dying,.
’Neath the driving wind and rain.
Oh, ye who have homes of plenty,
List not to those voices in vain,
But gather them round your hearthstones.
Safe from the wind and rain.
Rather Fight than be Exposed.—A highway
man met Maj. Jones in the piney woods, and
asked him for his pocket book, Jones refused
to give it. Highwayman then took Jen op by tho
neck, and undertook to “choke him down/’
Jones made, and kept it up for half an hour, and
then caved. Highwayman rifled his pockets and
found 18 cents.
“Tb that all you've got?”
“ Bvery cent.”
“What made you fight so long?”
“Did’nt want to be exposed. Bad enough to
have only 18 cents; but a great deal wors3 to have
the world know it.”
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CHOICE SELECTIONS.
A Mother's Oritf. ~T H
A poor, faded piece of humanity, answering to
the name of Jane Sacklet, was placed at the oar
of the Police Court, this forenoon, and heard a
complaint read, charging her with being a com
mon night-walker. The woman must have been
very handsome in her younger days, for her eyes
were dark and almond-shaped, and her hair was
thick and wavy, and though long neglected, its
lustre was net entirely lost. Dark lines were set
tled under her eyes which were once so beauti
ful, and her cheeks, which, ten or fifteen years
ago glowed with health, were pallid and thin.—
Degraded as the prisoner was, she had not lost all
sense of feeling; and even when the complaint
was being read, her whole attention was being di
rected to a ‘bright little boy, of some six years of
age, who bore unmistakable evidence of being
her son — and the little fellow sported in the pris
oner's dock in the most unrestrained manner, lit
tle thinking, poor boy, of the degradation of his
unfortunate mother.
“Woman,” asked the clerk of the Court, in his
off-hand, business manner, “are you guilty or not
guilty of being a night-walker ?”
“A night walker?” repeated the defendant, in
a tone of surprise, and with a quick start that at
tracted the attention of Judge Russell, who was
on the bench. “O, no I for mercy’s sake, do not
accuse me of that. lam innocent—l assure you I
am innocent! I drink, and God knows I feel my
degradation, hut I have not walked the streets,
and poor as I am, I would die first!”
The stillness of death pervaded the Court-room
during the woman’s plea, and even the Judge ap
peared to have his sympathy aroused, and his cu
riosity excited.
r ‘ Five years ago my husband died,” the woman
continued, “and I have never known happiness
since. In vain I have sought comfort by steep
ling my senses in liquor ; but, alas, when I awa
ken, my child's innocent face reminds me of what
I have lost, and I again seek oblivion. lam a
common drunkard—-God help me that I am—but
I am not a prostitute.”
The excited woman threw her arms around her
son’s neck, and bathed his innocent face with her
fast flowing tears’ The little fellow opened his
large black eyes to their widest extent, and
seemed astonished for a moment, but as his mo
ther continued to sob as though her heart would
break, the little lad wound his arms around her
thin neck, and laying his curly head upon her
bosom, lisped out —
“ Don’t ky, mudder—l’ll be a man one of dese
days.”
The spectacle was affecting, and even the stern
clerk of the Court took off his glasses and wiped
them with nervous haste. Judge Russell rubbed
his eyes as in a voice almost inaudible, he ex
claimed—
“ Let the defendant be discharged, Mr. Pow
ers !”
We are happy to add that Mrs. Sacklet is now
in excellent hands, and her reformation is confi
dently predicted. —Boston Herald.
Discomforts of Greatness.
“ Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.”
So wrote the Prince of Dramatists, two centuries
and half ago; and the sentiment was true then—
was true before then, and is true now.
David, when King of Israel and of Judah, ex
claimed, “O, that I had the wings of a dove, for
then would I fly away and be at rest.”
Dionysius, the monarch of Sicily, described his
situation as that of a person with a drawn sword
suspended above his bead by a single hair, and
in continual horror lest its keen edge should be
buried in his bosom.
When the late Emperor of Russia travelled in
Italy, he was in constant trepidation, lest some
incensed Pole should avenge his country’s wrongs
by sending a bullet to his heart; and never re
tired to rest, without previously striking on the
walls of his chamber with a hammer to see that
all was solid, and that there was no concealed
panel through which an outraged foe could enter.
Louis Phillippe at one period of his reign al
lowed no log to be brought into his palace until
it was first examined, for fear lest some infernal
machine was hidden in it.
And the Dictator of Paraguay was careful never
to smoke a cigar until he had satisfied himself by
unrolling and examining its leaves, that the weed
contained no poison.
Napoleon the Great, writing to Joseph says:
“To prevent being poisoned or assassinated, keep
only French cooks, and have Frenchmen alone
for your body-guard. Be careful, too, that no one
enters your sleeping apartment except your aide
de-camp. He should sleep in the room opening
into yours. Lock your door on the inside, and
never open it even to your aide-de-camp, with
out making him first speak, that you may recog
nise his voice, and without bidding him lock the
door of his own room, to make sure that no per
son will follow him.”
Who can wish for a crown, that presses so heav
ily on the brow ? Regal station is foroed to pay
costly tribute; and if that station is reached or
retained by wrong, the throne is on the crater of
a sleeping volcano. This the usurper feels, and
trembles.
“ Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind ;
The thief doth fear each bush an office!.”
What is fashion? A beautiful envelope for
mortality, presenting a beautiful and polished
exterior, the appearance of which gives no cer
tain indication of the real value of what is con
tained therein.
Content is the tranquility of the heart; prayer
is its aliment. It is satisfied under every dispen
sation of Providence, and takes thankfully its
allotted portion ; never inquiring whether a little
more would not be a little better; knowing that
if God had so judged, it would have been as easy
for him to have given the more as the less. That
is not true content which does not enjoy, as the
gift of Infinite Wisdon, what it has; nor is that
true patience which does not suffer meekly the
loss of what it had, because it is not HLs will that
it should have it no longer.— Hannah. Moore.
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When stealing a chicken, beware of /wmbane!
It is mentioned as local news by the Schenecta
dy Reflector, that a young couple agreeing to
elope, by some mistake in the preliminary arrange
ments, the gentleman put the ladder up to the
window of the room next to the one in which his
sweetheart slept, and which proved to be that in
which her anxious mamma, a handsome widow,
reposed. She turned the mistake to her own ad
vantage ; got into his arms ; returned his affec
tionate embraces; was borne by him to the car
riage, and by preserving becoming Bilence until
daylight, kept him blind of his error, and by the
poterft power of her blandishments, actually
charmed him into matrimony with herself!
The Voice of the Dead Nations.
The dead nations, whose giant skeletons now
lie bleaching on the sands of time, all died of sin.
It was their crimes that dug their graves and
ptrfhad them in. Licentious luxury sapped the
founeu'dion strength, and rotted the lively virtue
of one, JMid it disappered beneath the green pool
of its own corruption.
Brutal war, ®tde a business of, and carried in
every direction, drew upon another the oombined
wrath of the world, find it was dashed upon the
rock of its own barbarous force.
Domestic bondage, grow** enormous, trodden
under foot and goaded to madness, rose on an
other, and buried it in the conflagration and
slaughter of its own provocation.
Internal antipathies, based on sectional differ
ence, fed by selfish interest and taunting debate,
finally exploded in the quarrelsome parties of an
other, and hurled its, disserved fragments to ruin
by the convulsive eruption of its own wrong and
hatred. ;
Os all the mighty empires whose, melancholy
ghosts now pace the pallid margin of oblivion,
not one over sunk but its fall was through'inter
nal iniquity some way or other. Shall the stately
shade of America, too, go down to join the dole
ful company of crowned spectres, moving them
beneath to rise up at her coming, with the sar
donic mock, “Art thou also as we ?” If we would
avoid their doom of vengeance, we must not tread
their path of guilt.
Truk as Preaching,— The Philadelphia Eve
ning Argus, says: “No man can borrow himself
out of debt. If you wish for relief, you must
work for it, economise for it. You must make
more and spend less than you did while you
were running in debt. You must wear home
spun instead of broadcloth, drink water instead
of champagne, and rise at four instead of seven.
Industry, frugality, economy— these are the
handmaids of wealth and the sure source of relief.
A dollar earned is worth ten borrowed, and fc
dollar saved is better than forty times its amount
in useless gewgaws. Try our scheme, and see if
it is nqt worth a thousand banks and valuation
laws. • ,s j
LADIES* QUO.
Severe Kissing.
. nd } hea he kiued her,
Kissed so hard he raised a blister.
And she set up a yell.”
A fashionable tailor in Philadelphia— as we
leam from the -Press —is in the habit of exacting
a kias from his sewing girls whenever they brine
m a job. One girl, to whom l)is importunities
for ft kiss had become unendurable, and who
—so says the account—would not allow this favor
mainly because the tailor's breath was flavored
with i tobacco, devised a most effectual remedy
against further annoyance. Her twin brother
donned her clothes, and took a piece of work
to the shop. The tailor beseeched for a kiss, the
boy playea the woman well, and behaved os'nat
ural sis life, after a reasonable time,
“ Whispering, 4 1 will ne’er consent,’ consented.”
The tailor was warned, however, that when she
kissed, she kissed hard. 44 So much the better,”
said the knight of the shears, 44 the harder the
bettor;” so, wiping his mouth, taking deliberate
aim, end approaching the tempting prize slowly
and appreciatingly, their faces met when the boy
girl seized the tailor’s chin between two rows of
sound teeth, and held him until his cries brought
such a crowd around his shop that the police
were compelled to interfere.
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KittP some Object in View.— Every man, rich
or poor, ought to have some absorbing purpose,
some active engagement, to which his main ener
gies are devoted. Not enj'ovment but duty,
daily duty, must be the aim of each life. No man
has a right to live upon this fair earth, to breathe
its air, to consume its food, to enjoy its beauties,
producing nothing in return. He has no right to
enjoy the blessings of civilization, of society, and
of civil liberty, without contributing earnest and
self-denying labor of head and hand to the wel
fare of mankind. Certainly no man can be truly
religious who makes gratification, as distinct from
self-denying exertion, the great object of life,
and the idler puts pleasure exactly in the place
of duty.
A Hewer is the Desert
Here is a beautiful incidenjt related by an offi
cer at Matamoras, in a letter to a friend in Provi
dence, which reminds us that—
In the desert there still is a fountain.
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing!
Our army was marching into Matamoras, and
the officer writes:
44 There was a little incident occurred which con;
trasted so forcibly with what was going on
around me, that I could not but be struck by it.
44 Under a tree just on the river bank, and at
the point where the bustle and throng of the
passage was the greatest, a family of Mexicans
had taken shelter, who had re-crossed to our side
the day before, and had not had time to move
to their homes. There were some six or eight
children of various ages ; one of these a beauti
ful, black-eyed, graceful little creature of five or
six years. I saw her, while the tumult and toil
of all description rang arround, while arms were
flashing, cannon rolling, men hurrying to and fro,
horses dashing at wild speed, the air filled with
shouts and oaths, and all was as if quiet and peace
were banished from the earth, half sitting, half
lying upon a grassy knoll, her head resting upon
a white pet dove, and one little arm thrown
around the bird as if to protect it from all harm.”
What a lesson is taught there ! What a picture
for the painter and the poet! See innocence per
sonified in that sweet child! See peace repre
sented in that beautiful dove! How they stand
out the bright, the glorious figures in that scene,
where War with its array of banners and mar
shalled men, and gaudily dressed officers on ca
parisoned horses, fresh from the battle field, their
hearts filled with the swelling thoughts of the vic
tory they have won, and all glowing with am
bitious desire that becomes the heroes they have
shown themselves to be—how that sweet child
and beautiful dove shine with the light, that is
from Heaven, in that scene, where war fills up
and darkens all the back ground !
Senator Douglas and his Wife. —The Washing
ton corespondent of the Cincinnati Enquirer
says:
I called on Senator Douglas last evening for a
short time, and found him busy in his study frank
ing copies of his speech all over the Union. Dili
gently engaged in, directing the speeches as they
were franked was Mrs. Douglas, radiant and beau
tiful in her elegant evening attire. She wrote
rapidly a bold, firm hand, which evinced energy
and decision of character ; while she carried on a
part in the conversation at the same time. She
is truly a very beautiful lady in form and figure,
with a countenance expressive not only of intel
lect and energy, but affection and pure womanly
sympathies. She has evidently the mind to in
vestigate and comprehend questions of politics,
for some of her remarks exhibited considerable
feeling concerning the position of Kansas affairs.
A gentleman had just brought in some three hun
dred names of citizens of Cincinnati, and she pro
ceeded at onoe to direct each a copy of her hus
band’s speech, while Mr. Douglas added his frank.
Those who receive the speeches will, therefore,
have a specimen of the chirography of Mr. and
Mrs. Douglas.
Influence of Temper on Health — Excessive
labor, exposure to wet and cold, deprivation of
sufficient quantities of necessary and wholesome
food, habitual bad lodging, sloth and intemper
ance, are all deadly enemies to human life ; but
none of them so bad, as violent and ungoverned
passions. Men and women have survived all
these, and at last reached an extreme old age; but
it may be safely doubted whether a single instance
can be found of a man of violent and irrascible
temper, habitually subject to storms of ungovern
able passion, who arrived at a very advanced pe
riod in life. It is therefore a matter of the
highest importance to every one desirous to pre
serve a sound mind in a sound body, so that
the brittle vessel of life may glide down the
stream of time smoothly and securely, instead of
being continually tossed about amidst rock and
shoals which endanger its existence, to have a
special care amidst all the vioissitudes and trials
of life, to maintain a quiet possession of his own
spirit.
It is said that Governor Gilmer, of Georgia,
had a passion for buying all sorts of old iron
truck, broken-down wagons, and such rubbish,
which he had piled up in the yard, under the
tmpression that it would come into use some
iime or other. It annoyed his wife excessivly;
and one day, when the Governor was away from
home, she had the whole pile carted off to auc
tion. It so happened that just as the auctioneer
had put up the lot the Governor was riding by,
and buy it he would; for as ho looked at it, he
declared that ho had a lot at home in which
there were several things to match. He bid ten
dollars, and the whole concern was knocked down
to him. A few days afterward he was admiring
Mrs. Gilmer's new bonnet, and asking her its
cost, she said 44 Ten dollars, husband ; the same
ten you paid for your own old iron, and if you
don't clear itout of the yard I shall sell it again!”
The Governor shortly after that retired from the
iron business.
Pictutrk of Life. —ln yonth we seem climbing
up a hill on whose top eternal sunshine appears
to rest. How eagerly we pant to gain its sum
mit ! But when we have gained it, now different
is the prospect on the other side ! We sigh as if
we contemplate the waste before us : and look
back with a wistful eye upon the flowery path we
have passed, but may never more retrace. Life
is like a portentous cloud fraught with thunder,
storm ana rain ; but religion, like those stream
ing rays of sunshine, will clothe it with light as
with a garment, and fringe its shadowy skirts
with gold.
Spurgeon, the popular pulpit orator, who, on
the occasion of the recent national fast, preached
to a congregation of 24,000 persons in the Crystal
Palace, Loudon, thus defines the Gospel -
‘‘lf any man here should be in doubt on ac
count of ignorance, let me, as plainly as 1 can,
state the Gospel. I believe it to be wrapped up
in one word — Substitution. I have always consid
ered with Luther and Calvin, that the sum and
substance of the Gospel lies in that word substitu
tion, Christ standing in the stead of man. If I under
stand the Gospel it is this: I deserve to be lost
and ruined; the only reason why I should not be
damned is this, that Christ was punished in my
stead, and ihereisno need to execute sentence twice for
tin Christ took the cup in both his hands, and
4 At one tremendous draught of love
He drank damnation dry.
FARMER’S COLUMN.
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COMMERCIAL.
Augusta Cotton Market, March 2.—We believe the
following quotations will give a fair exhibit of prices at
the close of our report:
Middling to Strict Middling. - * - - - IT @ll*
Good Middling - lli@ll*
Middling Fair - - - ll*@ll|
Fair 12 (cj)
The market isvery irregular, and it is difficult m tell
which will yield first, the buyers or sellers. The sales
on Monday were generally at * to * over Saturday’s
prices, and we heard of some few sales at S advance for
very desirable parcels.
Augusta Prises Current.
WHOLESALE TRICES.
BACON.—-Hams, lb 11$ <g> IS
Canvassed Hams, 1$ lb 13 14
Shoulders, ft 9 (a IQ
Western Sides, slb 10* $ 11
clear Sides, Tenn., &ft ni /a oo
Ribbed Sides, ip ft, n @ OO
FTnpTP 0U r d ’ neW ’ V lo*l 11
FLOUR.-Coumry $ bbl 500 @6 00
l ennessee $ bbl 475 @5 60
City Mills tp bbl 550 @7 50
S towah ~ ® bbl 500 @7 50
Denmead s bbl 500 %7 00
PR Am __r- . $ bbl 700 <f 75Q
Ti 7r N ’ , orn m Back bush 60 <§ 66
Wheat, white 1$ bush 1 10 <| 1 15
KS a V 95 @ 1 00
g*i 8 ¥ bush 45 | SO
52. bush 70 I 75
r w . ® bush 75 1 *
, * bush 70 § 76
IRON.—Swedes ft) 5± 5*
English, Common, ft 1*
r “ Refined, slb 3} § I
LARD.— lb 10 ii
MOLASSES.—Cuba gal 25 uu 2d
St. Croix $ gal 40
Sugar House Syrup $ ga l 42 <& 45
Chinese Syrup 3a gal 40 a w
SUGARS.—N. Orleans ip lb 7* @ 9
Porto Rico sft 8* @ 9
Muscovado ft 8 (ft M
Refined C ft 10 @ 11
Refined B fi 7 ft 10* @ 11
Refined A lb 11 @ 11*
Powdered ft 12 @ 18
Crushed ft 12 @ 13
SALT.— $ sack 1 00 @ 1 10
COFFEE.—Rio $ ft 12 (ft 12*
Laguira sft 13 @ 14
Java tp ft 18 @ 20
Be Systematic.—Here we have one of the first
principles of successful agriculture. Let all your
transactions be conducted in a business-like man
ner. Take note of every operation, Whether you
buy or sell, receive or disburse, sow or reap, make
a promise or a bargain. To do this, it will be nec
essary to keep a diary, and we would say, do so,
if for no other object than a ready means of com
parison.
Study your Profession.— It is not alone the
energy that wields the spade of holds
that insures success. There is a “higher law,”
the culture of the mind, and it must go hand in
hand with the culture of the soil. The relations
of science to the farmers are intimate. Good
books are aids in the attainment of knowledge,
but never pin your faith on the ipsedixit of any in
dividual—think, experiment and judge for your
self.
Fretting. —Two gardeners had their crops of
peas killed by the frost, one of whom had fretted
a great deal and grumbled at his loss ; visiting
his neighbor some time after, he was astonished
to see another fine crop growing, and inquired
how it could be. “ These are what I sowed while
you wei’e fretting,” was the reply. “ Why, don’t
you ever fret ?” “ Yes, but I put it off till I have re
paired the mischief.” “ Why, then there is no
need to fret at all.” “True ; that is the reason I
put it off.”
Economy in Feed for Stock.—When I commence
feeding hay, I also commence feeding meal on
cut straw—for a cow, from two to three quarts per
day, say with equal parts of corn,Jbuckwheat and
oats ground together. With this they will not re
quire more than half the quantity of hay that
they would if fed entire on it. And cows stabled
and fed in this manner will produce almost as
much milk as in summer, besides keeping in
much better condition. It is admitted by those who
have practiced feeding meal on cut straw, that it
is the most profitable way of feeding grain to
stock.
Lice on Calves.—The best resort that I have
ever found to rid my calves of lice, is very simple,
easy and only this: take a few dry ashes from the
stove ; rub them well into the hair of the animals
and all those troublesome little creatures will
soon become harmless and disappear. Calves or
any other animals to which ashes are applied,
should be kept dry for a few days.
Clipping Hedges.—Almost all thorn hedges are
clipped square—that is, the top is made flat and
the sides perpendicular, the object of this being
to make them as much like a wall as possible.
This system, it is thought, has a great tendency
to make the hedge grow thin below, and that is
a much better way to keep it widest at the base,
and let it gradually taper to a point at the top.
Hedges kept square are very apt, when old, to
get “ blanky,” and grow bare near the ground,
even though the top may be quite thick and
flourishing. In this case, there is no remedy but
cutting down—a disagreeable necessity { for then
all shelter is gone at once; but by keeping the
hedge in a pyramidical shape, this will very sel
dom be necessary. —English Paper.
Will Underdraining Pay? —This depends on
circumstances. If good naturally underdrained
land can be obtained in your neighborhood for
from sls to S2O per acre, it would not pay in all
probability to expend S3O per acre in under
draining low, wet or springy land; but in all
districts where land is worth SSO per acre, noth
ing can pay better than to expend from S2O to
S3O per acre in judicious underdraining. The
labor of cultivation is much reduced, while the
produce is generally increased one-half, and is
not unfrequently doubled ; and it must be remem
bered that the increase is net profit! If we get sls
worth of wheat from one acre, and S2O worth
from the other, and the expense of cultivation
is $lO in both cases, the profit from the one is
twice as much as from the other.— Genesee Farmer.
TruHan Meal and Com Bread.
It is said that many more people would eat
corn bread if they knew how to cook it. An
“experienced” housekeeper has furnished us
with some good recipes, which wo commend to
inexperienced housekeepers. A bushel of corn
contains more nutrimeht than a bushel of wheat.
The latter is hot generally considered fit to eat
unless ground very fine and bolted. Indian
corn treated in the same way is nearly spoiled.
It never should be ground fine. Let that be re
membered. Fine meal may be eaten while fresh,
ground, but will not keep sweet. The broken
oil globules become rancid and bitter.
Corn Cakes, made of meal and water, with a
little salt, mixed into a stiff dough, thoroughly,
and baked on a board before a hot fire, or in a
hot oven, or in litle cakes on a griddle, till en
tirely done, are very sweet, wholesome bread.
Corn and Wheat bread is wholesome and nu
trious, and easily made—if you know how. Stir
two of white meal in a pint of hot
water tor each loaf; free it of lumps, and let it
stand twenty-four hours. Boil two or three po
tatoes, peel and slice, and mash in a pint of water,
which thicken with flour till it is stiff batter,
and then add half a teacup full of baker’s yeast.
You will use about one-third as much meal,
scalded as above, as you do of flour ; knead the
meal and yeast, and sponge, and add a litle salt
with the flour all together, and work it well and
monld in panß to rise moderately; then bake, at
first in a hot oven. This bread will be moist, and
more nutritious andmore healthythan if it were
all flour. _
Novel Cure for Love. —Anew and amusing
cure for love has lately been found effective, in a
fashionable Parisian faubourg. The son of a
wealthy nobleman became enamoured of his fa
ther’s concierge,(door porter,) and determined to
marry her. The aristycratic papa opposed; but
moved at last by the despair of his son, fiave his
bonsent with the proviso that the the
should go to sea for twewlve months beforethe
marriage Shortly afaer his departure, the fa
ther who had previously observed a tendency
in the young intended, took her unj
der charge, gave her every kindof
the most nourishing andsuecutent food and good
wines,°forbade her to take exercise as unbecom
ine in bis future danghter, and in fact, sta 1 fed
55 to such an extent/that when the enamoured
swain returned from his year’s voyage, hewa.
horrified to find, instead of the slender, elegant
girl he left an immensly fat woman, as big as two
Albonis rolled into one. Os course, Hie nu waa
successful, and the unfortunate victim of good
cheer has been pensioned off.