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PENFIEIjD, GEORGIA.
THURSDAY MORNING, APRIL 15,1858.
’ ~~ new Advevti sement.
See in the column of “new business’ ’ on the first page,
an advertisement of the Chronicle * SenUnel, an ex
cellent paper, worthy of the patronage of everybody;
the spring goods of Messrs. Broom & Norrell, a firm of
accommodating gentlemen and good merchants ; a num
ber of citations from our worthy and efficient Ordinary,
et cet.
To Uncle Dabney Jones.
Miller Lodge, Knights of Jericho, located at Weston,
county, have passed a resolution inviting Uncle
Dabney to make them a visit at his earliest convenience,
and address the people of that section upon the subject
of temperance. We have mislaid the resolution by
some means, and cannot remember the names of the
committee.
• We urge this resolution upon the attention of Uncle
Dabney, and hope he will visit them at an early day.
We have not heard from him in sometime.
Temperance Celebrations.
We hope every temperance organization in the South
ern Country will make arrangements to have a jubilee
during this spring and summer. We hear of a few
who are rubbing up their colors, and marshalling their
scattered forces, preparatory to turning out in their
beauty and strength on the return of their anniversary
day. Baldwin Raiford Division, Sons of Temperance,
will have a celebration at Bethany Camp Ground, on the
first of May next. The Rising Star Lodge, K. of J., of
this place, will also celebrate the 23d instant, and have
a party at night.
Geo. A. Oates--Nluslc.
A good Piano Forte is an indispensable article in
every residence which makes pretence to fashionabili
ty. Every home is invested with an inviting cheerful
ness, by the sweet tones of a Piano, and just such an
one you may always find for sale at George Oates’ in
Augusta, and nowhere else in that city. Or if you wish
a good musical instrument of any other kind—guitar,
banjo, violin, flute, accordeon, etc., etc ; or if you want
music—the latest and most fashionable of all kinds:
Waltzes, Schottisches, Mazurkas, Songs, &c., he is the
only gentleman in the city of Augusta who is prepared
to furnish you.
JS?* See his advertisement in this issue.
“Send me my Account.”
This request comes from some friend or other by
nearly every mail, but we seldom comply with the re
quest, simply because we are doing our best to make
out our accounts in regular order. We notified our
friends at tho first of the year, that we intended to send
each subscriber his bill, but we have had such a multi
tude of things to look after, that we have had but very
little time to devote to making them out. We have
commenced now, however, and hope to get through
soon, as funds are wonderfully scarce in our office. We
have not crowded our patrons during the “ tight times,”
and as the amount which is due from each is small,
and money matters are getting easier everywhere, we
are encouraged to hope that our call will receive a ready
response from each and every subscriber.
Georgia Railroad—Dividend.
We were informed, last week, by the President of
this road, that a dividend would be declare in May next
but he did not know how much.
We were also informed by a conductor on the cars,
that the road had not done as much business during the
past year, by thirty thousand dollars, as it did the year
preceding, but the expenses had been less by fifty thou
sand dollars. Scarcely any accidents, whatever, have
occurred on the road for the last twelve months, which
is certainly a fine run of luck.
Mind What you DrinJk.
Hunt's Merchants’ Magazine enumerates no less than
thirty-eight substances which are employed to give po
tency, flavor, consistence, and other desirable qualities
to lager beer. Among them are chalk, marble dust,
opium, tobacco, henbane, oil of vitriol, blue vitriol, cop
peras, alum, strychnine, and other deadly drugs! These
drugs, says Life Illustrated, diminish the intoxicating
effects of the liquor, while they greatly increase its po
tency to kill!
European Folly.
An eminent French statistician states that the land
and naval forces of the European armies number 2.800-
000 sound, picked men, in the prime of their productive
strength; the annual outlay required to keep up the
armies and the material of war is over $400,000,000, not
including the value of land or buildings, occupied by
fortifications, arsenals, hospitals, foundries, schools, etc,
moderately estimated at $3,000,000, on which, at four
per cent, interest, the yearly expense is more than $150.-
000. To this, add the value of the labor which these
men would productively perform, which amounts to more
than $156,000,000, and we have an annual war expense
paid by European producers of nearly $800,000,000.
Good Test.
Newspaper subscriptions are infallible indications of
man’s moral honesty. They will, sooner or later, dis
cover the man. If he be dishonest, he will cheat the
printer in some way—say he has paid when he has not—
declare he has a receipt somewhere—or sent the money
and it was lost in the mail—or will take the paper for
years without paying, and then move off and leave it
coming to the office he left. Thousands of professed
Christians are dishonest; and the printer’s book will
tell fearful tales in the final judgment.— Southern Bap
tist.
Covetousness.
Covetousness pretends to heap much together for fear
of want; and yet after all his pains and purchase, he
suffers that really which at first he leared vainly; and
by not using what he gets, he makes that suffering to
be actual, present, and necessary, which in his lowest
condition was but future, contingent, and possible. It
stirs up the desire, and takes away the pleasure of being
satisfied. It increases the appetite, and will not con
tent it. It swells the principle to no purpose; disturb
ing the order oi nature, and the designs of God; mak
ing money not to be the instrument of exchange of char
ity, nor corn to feed himself or the poor, nor wool to
clothe himself or his brother, nor wine to refresh the
sadness of the afflicted, nor his oil to make his own
countenance cheerful; but all these to look upon, and to
tell over, and to take accounts by, and make himself
considerable and wondered at by fools, that while he
live he may be called rich, and when he dies he may be
accounted miserable, and, like the dish-makers of
China, may leave a greater heap of dirt for his nephews,
while he himself hath anew lot fallen to him in the por
tion of Dives. But thus the ass carried wood and
sweet herbs to the baths, but was never washed or
perfumed he heaped up sweets for others,
while himself was filthy with smoke and ashes.—Jere
my Taylor.
Mrs. Wm. C. Dawsoiii
It is at this day and in this country, so far from be
ing humiliating, a source of pride for men to confess the
obligations they are under to women. In all relations
they contribute to make the tortunes of the sterner sex,
but chiefly as mothers in the formation of characters ;
as wives, in seconding, by counsel and exertion, and in
spiring by affection, the highest aims and the noblest
resolves. Fortunate is the young adventurer upon the
stormy sea of professional life who has secured the
hand and heart of an amiable and sensible woman. She
is the truest of all friends, the safest of all advisers, and
the sweetest of all solaces, The instinct of wedded
love is equal to the conclusions of the profoundest wis
dom. These propositions were illustrated in the mar
ried life of Judge Dawson. It falls to the lot of but lew
men to be so signally blest in a wife as was he
To use his own language, the was “ the chief source of
his happiness and success.” In 1819 he was married
to iss Henrietta .Wingfield, the daugher of Dr.
Thos. Wingfield, an eminent Physician of Greenes
boro’ whose family one of the most worthy of that ilk
emigrated to Georgia from the State ol Virginia With
her, surrounded with their children, numerous friends,
and a large body of relations, he enjoyed the highest de
gree of domestic bliss until the 7th day of April 1850
when she left the duties of earth to enter upon the joys’
of heaven. She was a lady of great beauty, of refined
tastes, easy yet dignified manners, remarkable for good
sense, and distinguished for her intense yet unostenta
tions piety. She possessed in a remarkable degree the
almost indescribable quality which is indicated by the
word‘‘sensible,’ a word which, in its application to
women, means an almost intuitive perception of what
is proper under all circumstances. Without bringing
down upon herself the unpleasant observation of the
world, or violating the delicacies peculiar to her sex
aud station, she, with consumate address, became his
strongest auxiliary in every honorable aspiration of his
life. With him she ascended gracefully to the highest
level of social life at Washington. Knowing her well,
I can with truth say that she never occupied a station
that she did notadorn. She adapted herself to the circum -
stances—gave the practical things the aid of her sound
judgment, to the hospitalities of nis house the elegancies
of a Cultivated taste, to her children the unwearied as
siduities of a mother, to the poor profuse charity, and
to God the devotion of a meek and quiet spirit. Judge
Dawson appreciated the character of his wife, and re
paid her love with the most marked respect and the
most unremitting tenderness.
Hon. Edward Everett in Augusta.
We had the pleasure, on Friday evening last, of hear
ing the celebrated oration of this distinguished speaker,
upon the “ Life and Character of Washington;” and in
giving our opinion respecting the performance, we will
premise by saying that we were very much pleased in
some respects, but disappointed in others. The matter,
itself, taken as a whole, is certainly a brilliant specimen
of genius; some portions of it is a collection of the “ ra
rest gems” of eloquence, which enchain the very soul
of the listener with their sparkling beauty; but the de
livery of the speaker we thought defective at times.
We were rather disappointed in his elocution. He
speaks with very little animation; and, we think, makes
too many gestures, and indulges rather too much in the
play of his fingers ; but his articulation is unsurpassed—
every syllable he utters being distinctly audible in
any part of the auditory, however large. He occasion
ally makes some decided hits at the popular follies ot
the age, and does it in such a chaste and happy style,
as never fails to attract the admiration and win the
unanimous applause of his audience. He discusses, at
length, the constituent elements of Washington’s great
ness. snd contrasts him in the most glowing language
with Peter the First, Frederick and Napoleon, each oi
whom have been honored in every age with the title
Great. We do not feel competent to do justice to a
speaker of such ability and enviable reputation, nor to
his speech upon a theme so idolized by the American
people. He spoke in the Presbyterian Church, at Au
gusta, to an immense crowd. Tickets were sold at sl.
Since writing the above we learn from the Au
gusta papers that the amount taken in on the occasion
was SBO3.
“ I have just Begun to Fight!”
A correspondent of a cotemporary (who we will un
derwrite a good soldier) thus refers to a bit of our
history, which kindles up one’s pride afresh even at this
distance. He makes the language and occurrence
detailed a capital servant to stir up the flagging hopes
and energies of the temperance army. He would make
them feel and act, each in their place, the same part in
the great moral strife waging, that the gallant comman
der of the Bon Homme Richard did in his appointed
sphere: “The Commander of the Scarborough was
startledasthat ominous and terrible answer came hissing
over the shattered bulwark like] a shell. There was a
momentary lull in the deadly storm, and the British
Commander had asked his antagonist if he surrendered.
More like the embodiment of some infernal spirit seemed
that antagonist, as the pall of murky cloud lifted slowly,
and he appeared through the rift, begrimmed and black
ened with blood and powder, pistol in one hand, and
hacked cuthiss in the other; the gashed and mangled
dead and wounded around upon the streaked and slippery
decks, and the scuppers smoking with blood. Above
that sanguinary scene, and buoyant on the sulphurous
cloud, rolled out the American flag, its splintered shaft
safe from under the terrible guardianship of that grim
master of the strife. The battle kindled again into a
blaze as that answer came back, and from that riddled
sepulchre of dead men, the Scourge of the English Seas
waged the unequal strife, preferring that his flag should
go down with his ship, rather than strike it to an emblem
he hated with fierce and unforgiving hate. The Bon
Homme Richard did go down, but not until the cross of
St. George had been lowered in defeat, and her Com
mander had left her with her freight of gallant dead and
stood a victor upon the Scarborough.”
§ Execution of Orsini and Pierri.
The execution of Orsini and Pierri took place at Paris
on Saturday morning, March 13. Immense crowds as
sembled at an early hour, notwithstanding the weather
was very cold and the ground wet from snow that had
fallen, to witness the execution, the numbers being es
timated at from one to two hundred thousand persons,
but they were kept at a distance from the scene by the
military, who made an imposing display, as many as
five thousand being on the spot, guarding every avenue
as early as five o’clock. About fifteen paces from the
gate of the prison the scaffold was erected, and on it
rose the instrument of death, the name of which recalls
so many terrible associations. There it stood on its
platform like a ladder without steps ; the block, with
the hole for the head to entgr, at the lower end ; at
the upper, the heavy knife of triangular shape, with its
edge like a razor’s; hard by it, the shell of the body af
ter decapitation ; and in front, the basket for the head;
thg cord by which the blade is kept suspended; the
fiamework, painted a dull red, just discerned in the dis
mal glimmering of a winter’s morning, all presented a
most hideous spectacle.
Precisely at six o’clock, Orsini and Piorra were awoke
from their sleep by the governor of the prison, who an
nounced that their last hour was come. The Abbe
Hugon, chaplain of the Conciergeri, were present. The
prisoners heard mass with respect, if not devotion.
When the convicts entered the cliambre de la toilette
they were placed at different extremities ofit,with their
backs turned to .each other. There were two assistant
executioners—one from Rpiien, the other from Caen—
besides him of Paris. These lost ng time in preparing
the convicts for the scaffold. During the dreadful ope
ration Orsini remained calm ; and, though he was not
so loud or contradictory as during his trial, Pierri was
somewhat excited. The straight waistcoat interfered
with his gestjciriations, but he hardly ceased talking for
a moment.
When the executioner WA pinioning him he asked
that the fastenings should not be dyawp too tight, as he
had no intention of escaping. The cold t,ouch of the
steel on his neck when the scissors cut off his hair, so
as not to interfere with the guillotine, for an instant ap
peared to thrill through him; but he recovered himself
when he found that his beard was left untouched. He
thanked the executioner for letting him die with his face
as became a man. Whpn the hood, to which the veil
which covers the features of theparricide, is suspended,
was put over his head he is said to hpyp laughed, and
attempted a joke about the figure he must cut. At this
moment he turned his head, and perceived Orsini; he
saluted him gaily, and asked how he was getting on.
He was interrupted by Orsini, who was himself under
going the same operation with the same sang froid as
if he were under the hands of a valet, dressing for a
party with the words: “ Be calm, be calm, my triend.”
Pierri’s tongue ran on, however. Th,e assistant pro
ceeded to strip him of his shoes, form pursuance .of the
sentence they were to proceed to the scaffold barefooted,
The man appeared tp hesitate, but Pierri encouraged
him to proceed, and assisted him as much as he could,
still talking. The operation b<eing over, and the toilette
complete, he turned towards the turnkey apd asked to
be allowed to embrace him. This request was complied
with. The moment of moving now came, and the Abbe
Hugon cried out “ Courage! ” “Oh, lam not afraid
—I am not afraid,” he said, “ we are going to Cal
vary,” and, in a sort of feverish excitement, he repeated
to himself, “ Calvary, Calvary.”
Orsini was, on the other hand, as calm and tranquil
as his fellow convict was excited. He spoke Kttle; but
when the governor of the prison and some of thp offi
cers approached him, he bade them, in m low tone of
voice, farewell. The turnkey of his cell announced to
him in a tone of regret that his last moment was come.
Oysini thanked him for his sympathy. His hair was
also cut aw.ay front his neck, but he underwent the op
eration without flinching. At the moment when the
hood was put on his head, his face, which up to that
moment was calm and impassible, became flushed for a
moment, and his eye lighted up.
The prison clock struck seven; before the last sound died
away the door leading to the scaffold opened as of itself.
The Abbe Hugon entreated Pierri to profit by the few
moments gtjll left, to collect his thoughts and assume a
calmer attitude,. Jie promised to be calm, and said he
should chant a patriotic hymn; and it is said that he
actually began to sing the well known “ Mourir pour la
Patrie.” Leaning on the Abbe HugjOi), he mounted
fifteen steps of the scaffold, still repeating the verses of
the song.
Orsini was supported by the chaplain of the Concier
gerie, and his calmness never abandoned him for a mo
ment. When lie appeared on the platform it could be
seen, from the rnoyetijpnt of his body, and of his head,
though covered with the veil, that he was looking out
mr the crowd, and probably intended addressing them.
But they were too far off. The greffier then directed
the usher to read the sentence of the court condemning
the prisoners to the death of parricides. The usher,
who was an old man, oyer sixty, was evidently much
moved at having tp perform this duty and he trembled
as much from emotion ng front cold as he read the doc
ument.
After this formality was terminated, Omni and Pi
erri embraced their spiritual attendants, and pressed
their lips on the crucifix offered to them. They then
gave themselves up to the headsman. Pierri was at
tached to the plank in on instant. He was executed
first The moment his veil was raised, and before his
head was laid on the block it is affirmed that he cried
Vive l Italie !—Vive la Republique!”
Orsini was then taken in hand. His veil was raised,
and his countenance still betrayed no emotion. Before
he was fastened to the plank hp turued in the direction
of the distant crowd, and, it is said, criad “ Vive la
France .” It was but five minutes past seven when tjie
second head fell into the basket. A cold shudder ran
among those whose attention was fixed upon what was
passing on the scaffold, and for an instant there was
deep silence. It passed off’however very soon. When
all was over men went to their work, and parties who
had gone together to the spot from distant quarters of
the town hastened home to breakfast. The morning
was becoming clearer every moment. The troops be
gan to move as if about to leave the ground. The guil
lortne was lowered and taken off. The crowds gradu
ally thinned, some few groups still lingered about the
spot; but the cold was bitter and the snow began to
fall, and in a few hours the place was deserted.
The number of deaths from the attempt for which
these wretched men suffered now amounts to fourteen.
Rudicf, whose sentence was commuted to penal ser
vitude for life, is to be sent to London as a witness
against Dr. Bernard, who is to be tried in that city for
being engaged in the conspiracy.
Dying Consolation. — “l shall ho happy,” said the
expiring husband to the wife, who was weeping most
dutifully by the bedside, “if you will only promise not
to marry that object of unceasing jealousy, your cousin
Charles.” “ Make yourself quite easy, love,” said the
expectant widow, “ I am engaged to his brother.”
.CayugaChtet.
We welcome this paper to our office again, after its
short suspension. Aside from its rabid abolitionism, it
is the ablest and best edited temperance paper in the
United States, and we heartily greet its re-appearance.
Judge O’Neal, in a recent case at Chester (South Car
olina) Court, brought by the owner of a slave against
a captain of patrol, for twice whipping a slave with a
monthly pass, decided that an owner has a legal right
to give his slaves a pass for a definite time specified.
The Jury found for the plaintiff fifty dollars for each
offence by the defendant.
Alliteration.
We dearly delight in Alliteration. And it is with the
purest pleasure that we have lately seen several splendid
specimens of this sublime style of writing, perambula
ting the country in the public prints. What can be
more brilliant or beautiful than the following line :
“ Let lovely lilacs line Lee’s lonely lane.”
Or this cacophonous couplet, on the worldly-wise and
wiley Wolsey:
“ Begot by butchers, but by bishops bred,
How high his honor holds his haughty head! ’ ’
What can surpass the singular sententiousness of the
sentence ? And then it is so sweet, so soft, so solemn!
We know of nothing which can compare with it, in
clear comprehensiveness of character, except, perhaps
a curious colloquy between an alliterate Dutch sailor
and his Skipper, who coming on deck one soft, serene
summer evening, while staying in St. Salvador, and
hearing a horrid hullabulloo on the forecastle, hoarsely
hallooed out —
“ Peter Pipkin, what’s to pay ?”
“ It is young yack in the yellow yacket,” answered
Peter. •
“ Where is the wile wagabond?” screamed the skipper.
“He has yust yumped off the yib-boom into thevolly
boat.”
Energy,
If we were asked what was the element in man—that
which makes a man — we should unhesitatingly answer,
energy, which embraces earnest thought, determined
purpose and vigorous action in mind and body—asoms
thing we could most devoutly wish in the possession of
the rising generation, male and female, and especially
that class of young men who are such masters in the
trade of complaining of “bad luck.” Nothing would
be a more certain preventive of “hard times.” Pity
that the root of laziness has so choked out this health
giving and soul-ennobling principle. Upon this subject
someone has said: “ The longer I live the more certain
I am that the great difference in men, the great and the
insignificant, is energy—invincible determination —an
honest purpose once fixed, and then death or victory.
That quality will do anything in the world that can be
done in the world ; and no talents, no circumstances, no
opportunity, will make a two-legged creature a man
without it.”
DEACON GILES’ DISTILERY,
‘•lnquire at Amos Giles’ Distillery.”
BY REV. GEO. B. CHEEVER, D. D.
[The following article was published some years ago, and at the
time caused a great commotion in the world. There being not a
few Deacon Gileses in these latter days, we are persuaded that a
republication of the article will be productive of good, and there
fore present it to the public. For it we are indebted to a valua
ble book entitled—“ Deacon Giles’ Distillery and other Miscella
nies, by G. B. Ciibkvbr,” kindly presented to us by the publishers,
Messrs'. Wilev & Halsted, New-York.— Ed. Examiner.]
Some time ago, the writer’s notice was arrested by an
advertisement in one of the newspapers, which closed
with words similar to the following : “Inquire at Amos
Gile’s Distillery.” The reader may suppose, if he
choose, that the following story was a dream, suggested
by that phrase.
Deacon Giles was a man who loved money, and was
never troubled with tenderness of conscience. His fa
ther and his grand father before him had been distillers
and the same occupation had come to him as an heir
loom in the family. The still-house was black with
age, as well as the'smoke of furnaces that never
out, and the fumes of tortured ingredients, ceaselessly
converted into alcohol. It looked like one ot Vulcan’s Sti
thies, translated from the infernal regions into this world.
Its stench filled the atmosphere, and it seemed as if
drops of poisonous alcoholic perspiration might be made
to ooze out from any one of its timbers or clapboards on
a slight pressure. Its owner was a treasurer to a ‘Bible
Society ’ and he had a little counting-roqm, in one cor
ner of the distillery, where he sold Bibles.
He that is greedy of gain troublethhis own house. Any
one of those Bibles would have told him this, but he
chose to learn it from experience. It was said that the
Wofm of the Still lay coiled in the bosom of his family
and certain it is that pne of its members had drowned
himself in the Vat of hot liquor, jn the botton of which a
skeleton was some timeafter found,'with heavyweights
tied to the ancle bones, Moreover, Deacon Giles’ tem
per was none of the sweetest, naturally; and the liquor
he drank, and the fires and spirituous fumes among
which he lived, did nothing to soften it. If his work
men sometimes fell into his vats, he himself oftener fell
out witji his workmen. This was not to be wondered
at, considering the nature of their wages, which, accor
ding to no unfrequent stipulation, *yould be as much
raw rum as they could drink.
Deacon Giles worked on the Sabbath. He would
neither suffer the fires of the distillery to go out, nor to
burn while he was idle; so he kept as busy as they.
One Saturday afternoon his workmen had quarrelled,
and all went off in anger. He was in much perplexity
for want of hands to do the work of the devil on the
Lord’s day. In the dusk pi the evening a gang of sin
gular-looking fellows entered tne ’door of tpp distillery.
Their dress was wild and uncouth, theif eyes’ glared,
and their language had a tone that was awful. They
offered to work for the Deacon; and he, on his part was
overjoyed; for he thought within himself that as they
had probably been turned out of employment elsewhere
he could engage them on his own terms.
He made them his accustomed offer; as much rum
every day, when work was done, they cpuld drink;
but they would not take it. Some pf them broke
out and told him that they had enough hot things
here they came from, without drinking damnation in
the distillery. And when they said that, it seemed to
£he Deacon as if their breath burned blue; but he was
not certain, and could not tell what to make of it. Then
he offered i hem a pittance of money; but they set up
such a laugh, that he thought the fogf of the building
would fall in. They demanded a sum which thp Dea
con said he could not give, and would not, to the best
set of workmen that ever lived, much less to such pi
ratical looking scape-jails as they. Finally, he said, he
would give half wnat they asked, if they would take
two-thirds of that in Bibles. When he mentioned the
word Bibles, they all looked towards the floor, and made
a step backwards, and the Deacon thought they trem
bled but whether it was with anger or delirium tremens
or something else, lie c.ogld not tell. However, they
winked and made signs to each other, and then one of
them, who seemed to be the Head” man, agreed with
the Deacon, that if he would let them work by night in
stead of day, they would stay with him awhile, and
work on his own terms. To this he agreed, and they
immedi tely went to work.
The deacon had afresh cargo ofmolasses to be worked
up, and a great many hogsheads then in from the coun
try customers, to be filled with liquor. When he went
home, he locked up the doors, leaving the distillery to
his ne v workmen. As soon as he was gone, you would
have thought that one of the chambers of hell had been
transported to earth, with all its inmatpe, Tlje distil
lery glowed with fires that burned hotter than ever be
fore ; and the figures of the demons passing to and fro,
and leaping and yelling in the midst of their work, made
it look like the entrance to the bottomless pit.
Some of them sat astride the rafters, over the heads
of the others, and amused themselves with blowing
flames out of thpir mouths. The work of distilling
seemed play to them, ar>d tfiey carried it on with super
natural rapidity. It was hot enough to have boiled the
molasses in any part of the distillery; but they did not
seem to mind it at all. Some lifted the hogsheads as
easily as you would raise a teacup, and turnpd their con
tents into the proper receptacles; some scumed tho
boiling liquids; some, with huge ladies, dipped the
smoking fluid from the different vats, and raising it high
in the air, seemed to take grpat delight in watching the
fiery stream, as they spoused it back again; Bprqe draf
ted the distilled liquor into empty casks and Hogsheads;
some stirred tho fires; all were boisterous and horribly
profane, and seemed to engage in their work with fam
iliar and malignant satisfaction, that I concluded the
business ot distilling was as natural as hell, and must
have originated there.
I gathered from their talk that fliey were going to
play a trick on the Deacon that should cure him of of
fering rum and Bibles to the workmen; and 1 soon
found out from their conversation and movements what
it wqs r They were going to write certain inscriptions
on all his rum casks, that should remain invisible until
they were sold by the Deacon, but should flame out in
characters of lire as soon as they were broached by his
retailers, or exposed for the use of the drunkards.
When they had filled a few casks with liquor, one of
them took a great coal of fire, and having quenced it in
a mixture of rum and molasses, proceeded to write, ap
parently byway of experiment, upon the heads of the
different vessels. Just as it was dawn, they left off
work, and all vanished together.
In the morning the Deacon was puzzled to know how
the workmen got out of the distillery, which he found
last locked as lie had left it. He was still more amazed
to find that they had done more work in one night than
could have been accomplished, in the ordinary way, in
three weeks. He ponders-d the thing not a little, and
almost concluded it was the work ofsupcrnatural agents.
At any rate, they had done so much that ho thought he
could afford to attend meeting that day, as it was the
Sabbath. Accordingly he went to church, and heard
his minister say that God could pardon sin without an
atonement, that the words hell and devils were mere
figures of speech, and that all men would certainly be
saved. He was much pleased, nnff inwardly resolved
he would send his master a half cask of wine ; and as it
happened to be communion Sabbath, he attended meet
ing all day,
In the evening the men came again, and again the
Deacon locked them in tp themsplyes, and they went to
work. They finished all his molasses and filled all his
rum barrels, and kegs, and hogsheads with liquor, and
marked them all as on the preceding night, with invisi
ble inscriptions. Most of the titles ran thus:
“ Consumption sold here. Inquire at Deacon Giles’
Distillery.”
“ Convulsions and epilepsies. Inquire at Amos Giles’
Distillery.”
“ Insanity and murder. Inquire at Deacon Giles’
Distillery.”
Dropsy and rheumatism.” “Putrid fever and
cholera in the collapse. Inquire at Amos Giles’ Distil
lery.”
“ Delirium tremens. Inquire at Deacon Giles’ Dis
tillery.”
Many of the casks had on them inscriptions like the
following:
“ Qistiled death and liquid damnation.” “The
Elixir of Hell for the bodies of those whose souls are
coming there.”
Some of the demons had even taken sentences from
the Scriptures, and marked the hogsheads thus:
“Who hath wo? Inquire at Deacon Giles’ Distil
lery.”
“Who hath redness of eyes? Inquire at Deacon
Giles’ Distillery.”
Others had written sentences like the following:
“ A potien from the lake of fire and brimstone. In
quire at Deacon Giles’ Distillery.”
All these inscriptions burned, when visible, a “still
and awful red.” One of the most terrible in its appear
ance was as follows:
“Weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth. In
quire at Deacon Giles’ Distillery.”
In the morning the workmen vanished as before, just
as it was dawn ; but in the dusk of the evening they
came again, and told the Deacon it was against their
principles to take any wages for work done between
Saturday night and Monday morning, and as they could
not stay with him any longer, he was welcome to what
they had done. The Deacon was very urgent to have
them remain, and offered to hire them for the season at
any wages, but they would not. So he thanked them
and they went away, and he saw them no more.
In the course of the week most of the casks were sent
into the country, and duly hoisted on their stoops, in
conspicuous situations, in the taverns and groceries and
rum shops. But no sooner had the first glass been
drawn from any of them, than the invisible inscriptions
flamed out on the cask-head to every beholder. “ CON
SUMPTION SOLD HERE. DELIRIUM TRE
MENS, DAMNATION AND HELLFIRE.” The
drunkards were terrified from the dram-shops; the bar
rooms were emptied of their customers; but in their
place a gaping crowd filled every store that possessed a
cask of the Deacon’s devil-distilled liquor, to wonder
and be affrighted at the spectacle. For no art could
efface the Inscriptions. And even when the liquor was
drawn into new casks, the same deadly letters broke
out in blue and red flame all over the surface.
The rumsellers, and grocers, and tavern-keepers were
full of fury. They loaded their teams with the accursed
liquor and drove it back to the distillery. All around
and before the door qf the Deacon’s establishment the
returned casks were piled qnq ppon another, and it
seemed as if the inscriptions burned brighter than pver,
Consumption, Damnation, Death and Hell, mingled to
gather in frightful confusion; and in equal preeminence,
in every case, flamed out the direction, “ INQUIRE
AT DEACON GILES’ DISTILLERY.” One would
have thought that the bare sight would have been enough
to terrify every drunkard from his cups, and every tra
der from the dreadful traffic in ardent spirits. Indeed,
it had some effect for a time, but it was not lasting, and
the demons knew it would not be, when they played
the trick; for they knew the Deacon would continue to
make rum, and that as long as he contjnqed to make it,
there would be people to buy and drink it. And so it
proved.
The Deacon had to turn a vast quantity of liquor in
to the streets and burn up the hogsheads ; and his dis
tillery has smelled of brimstone ever since; but he
would not give up the trade. He carries it on still, and
every time I see his advertisement, “ Inquire at Amos
Giles’ Distillery,” I think I see Hell and Damnation,
and he, the proprietor.
THE WIIIP-POOR WILL.
About the time that the cheerful note of the cuckoo is
heard by day in our land, announcing the full arrival of
spring, a wildly shj-j.ll sojjnd salutes the ear at nightfall
in various parts of the United States, and is cqntinqed
through the hours ofbalmy sleep. The sound in ques
tion proceeds from a bird popularly styled the Whip
poor-Will, ( Antrostomus vociferus,) on account of the
remarkable resemblance of its cry to the pronunciation
of those words. The accent is very strongly laid upon
the last word ; next in order upon the first; and last of
all upon the middie. The expression is not uniformly
distinct. It varies to Whipp.oo-WUl> Whip-peri-Will,
and Whip-Whip-poor-Wiil; buttbe ordinary cry cor
responds to the popular name, and the words are uttered
as perfectly as they could be by the human voice ! The cry
is never heard in the daytime, the bird then retiring to
the densest and darkest woods; but from about dusk
to midnight, especially on gloomy nights, and just be
fore dawn, the call is incessantly repeated in certain sit
uations, which arp chiefly elevated woodlands and rocky
grounds—low, marshy’’and _ maritime districts being
avoided by the feathered exclaimant. If not “'most mu
sical,” the note is “ most melancholy ” to a stranger,
and forcibly lays hold of the imagination when it is heard
at intervals amidst the sobbing, sighing, and howling of
the wind, while ragged clouds are flying across the
moonless sky. It seems as though it came from some
intelligent, • eonsciencp struck, and self-tormented
spirit, seeking rest and finding hone, craving chastise
ment in order to relieve itself of some transgression ; or
from some innocent victim, disconsolate under long ex
posure to the lash of the oppressor. The effect is height
ened by the obscurity courted by the bird; for though
the sound may betray its near neighborhood, appearing
as if if were at one’s yery threshold, it comes from a
carefully concealed object, - nestling on the grpund be
neath some bush, and may be called the voice of the sad
unknown. The North American Indians have a tradi
tion of a great massacre of the red men by the whites,
and regard theWhip-poor-Wills uttering the complaints
of their departed ancestors.
The following poem from the pen of General Morris,
long g resjdppt of Undercliff, on the banks of the Hud
son River, and who “edits the American Home Journal
happily expresses the train of thought naturally excited
by the mourning strain.
THE WHIP-POOR WILL.
BY GEORGE P. MORRIS.
“ The plaint of the wailing Ityhip-popr- Will,
Who mourns unseen, and, ceaseless sings
Ever a note of wail and woe,
Till Morning spreads her rosy wings,
And earth and sky in her glances glow,”
Joseph Rodman Drake
Why dost thou come at set of sun,
ThQ&e pen§iye words to say ?
Why whip poor Wills What has lie doge?
And who is Will, I pray ?
Why come from yon leaf-shaded hill,
A suppl’ant at my door?—
Why ask of me to whip poor Will ?
And is Will really poor ?
If poverty ? s his crime, let mirth
From out hjs heart be driycn;.
That is the deadliest sin on earth,
And never is forgiven!
Art Will himself? —It must beso —
I learn it from thy moan,
For none can feel another’s woe
As deeply as his own.
Yet wherefore strain thy tiny throat,
While otlier birds rephse \
What means thy melancholy note ?
The mystery disclose.
Still “Whip-poor-Will?”—Art thou a sprite,
From unknown regions sent,
To wander in the gloom of night,
And ask for punishment ?
Is thine a conscience sore beset
WRh gjiilt! —or, what is worse,
Hast thdu to meet \yrits duns ard debt —
No money in thy purse i
If this be thy hard fate indeed,
Ah! well mayst. thou repine :
The sympathy I give I need —
The poet’s doom is thine 1
Art thou a loves, Will ?—Hast proved
The fairest can deceive?
Thine is the lot of all who’ve loved,
Since Adam wedded Eve.
Hast trusted in a bird and seen
No friend was he in need !
A common error—men still lean
Upon as frail a reed.
Hast thou in seeking wealth or fapic,
A crown of brumbies won ?
O’er all the earth ’tis just the same
With every mother’s son !
Hast found the world a babel wide,
Where man to mammon stoops ?
Where flourish arrogance and prid®t
While modest merit droops?
What, none of these?—Then, whencethy pain,
To guess it who’s the skill?
Prav nuye t he kindness to explain
Why I should whip poor Will ? .
Dost merely ask thy just desert?
What! not another word ?
Back to the woods again unhurt —
I will not harm thee, bird!
But use thee kindly—for my nerves,
Like thine, have penance done;
Use every man as lie deserves—
Who shall ’scape whipping?—None.
Farewell, poor Will not valueless
This lesson by thee given :
“ Keep thine own counsel, and confess
Thyself alone to heaven ! ”
The bird, about the size ot our own thrush, has its
plumage variegated with black, very light and dark
blown, the colors extending in minute streaks over the
body and spotting the wings, It migrates in the vernal
season lrom the tropical part of the continent, ranges as
iar north as the great lakes of Canada, sometimes'pass
ing to a higher latitude, and after breeding retires to
winter in the warm climes of the south.
An allied species, of larger size, has received the name
of Chuck-Will’p* Widow. (Anstrostomus Carolinensis,)
from its equally singular and affecting serenade,uttered
with a slower, fuller, and louder tone than that of its
comrade. The Indian becomes pensive on hearing the
expressoin of bereavement echoing from the roof of his
dwelling, or near his threshold. This bird is likewise
a vernal traveler from intertropical districts, and is found
in great mumbers in the vast woods and solitary glens
of the Mississippi and Missouri, retiring to the south
bout the middle of August. It, too, is silent by day,
but commences its cry after sunset, and it is then con
tinued with great frequency on moonlight nights, and
repeated, after a cessation, before dawn. The noctur
nal cries of animals in the apparently interminable equa
torial forests of the western world, constitute a Babel
hard to describe and difficult to imagine. The jaguar
howls after the peccaries and tapirs: the latter, crowd
ing together, break through the interlacing climbers
which fill up the intervals between the trees, in order to
effect their escape. Alarmed by the crash, colonies of
monkeys, aloft on the boughs, raise the cry of terror ;
while tribes of parrots and parroquets increase the gen
eral din. But, without any disturbing cause, the ordi
nary sounds of the birds in these primeval woods are the
most impressive, from their seemingly ominous signi
ficance. Mr. Nuttal strikingly refers to the surprise
and wonder of the traveler bivoucking for the first time
in the interior of Guiana, and listening to the strange
concert of its feathered inhabitants. In the obscurity
of the twilight, perchance a fluttering object is dimly
seen approaching, and begins to accost him with, “ Who
are-you?” impetuously repeating the demand, “Who
who-who-are-you ? ” another advances, and, as though
a toiling serf, bids him “ Work-away,” renewing, with
emphasis, the injunction, “ Work-work-work-away;”
a third cries mournfully, as if addressing a reluctant
child,'* * Willy-come-go!” urgently continuing, “Willy
willy-willv-come-go? ” while, if in an upland region,
the invocation is common, *‘ Whip- poor- Will! ”Whip
whip-whip-poor-Will! ” If awake towards midnight,
one of the large-sized goatsuckers may be heard, as
though gasping in agony, “Ha! ha ! ha! ha! ha! ha!”
each tone being fainter than the preceding one, like.the
sighs of an expiring sufferer.
Professor Fowler-—Matrimony—Young; Wien’s
Christian Association—Dedication Address
of Bishop Geo. F. Pierce—Edw, Everett.
Special Correspondence of the Crusader.
Augusta, April Bth, 1858.
Professor Fowler, in his course of Lectures in this
city, delivered one on matrimony. He elucidated sev
eral important facts concerning the happiness of the
married state. Money, as a motive for marriage, he
stated, was reprehensible, and its effect was unhappi
ness, but was highly agreeable as an accompaniement.
Impure motives in the selection of partners never pro
duced good results. Marriage should be the union of
mind with mind and spirit with spirit; “ two souls with
but a single thought; two hearts that beat as one.”
Partners in married life should not individualize them
selves, but should study the happiness of each other,
thereby increasing their own happiness. His illustra
tions were beautiful and forcible.
On Wednesday night, the 7th inst. the Young Men’s
Christian Association dedicated their hall. At an early
hour the hall was filled to its utmost capacity, and hun
dreds had to leave for want of accommodation, although
the polite and gallant committee of arrangements did
ail in their power to compress crinoline into as small a
space as possible. The hall, at a casual glance, pre
sented the appearance of a vast sea of crinoline, while
here and there the summit of a “breaker” might be
faintly discerned. Occasionally, the tide of beauty was
gently stirred by a soft zephyr, tinctqred with the aroma
of musk and cologne. There were some 800 or 900
persons in the building, and the heat would have been
disagreeable had not the continued smiles of the ladies
sent a gentle breeze throughout the hall. The citizens
of Augusta, however energetic and enterprising, have
failed to supply a great desideratum—a hall suitable for
lectures \yith ample accommadatigns!,
The address by Bishop Pierce, Georgia’s noble and
gifted son, pen cannot do justice to it. It was charac
terised by the beauty, elegance and eloquence so pecu
liar to him. His soft, musical voice, with its magical
tone, high classical forehead, his manly and noble form,
and the animated expression of his eve tend to win the
admiration and attention of tjie multjtude; but his
burning words, devoid of any attempt at display—the
vigor and terseness of his sentences —the simplicity and
ease of his diction, absorb their minds and souls. He
portrayed in glowing colors the errors that members of
this association might easily fall into, and the dangers
to which they are subjected. While he was an advo
cate of reform, he doubted the success of any reforma
tion in which Christianity was not the leading element.
He reviewed the latent opposition of the human heart
to religion and its rules, and pointed out the causes of
the present glorious aspect of the religious world. He
hailed the formation of Christian Associations with joy,
and bid them God speed. He reviewed the present time
as the Genesis of a brighter era, and the Apocalypse of
a more glorious future. His closing remarks to young
men relative to the vanity of sinful pleasure, was an
eloqnent appeal to the purest feelings of the human
heart.
Rev. W. T. Heard, in behalf of the /oung ladies of
this city, presented a beautiful Bible to the Association,
in a few elegant and appropriate remarks, which was
suitably and handsomely acknowledged in behalf of the
Association, by Rev. L. M. Carter. A beautiful ode,
written expressly for the occasion, by a young lady of
this city, was sung with the happiest effect.
Massachusetts’ great orator, Hon. Edward Everett,
arrived in this city on yesterday evening, and during
his stay, will be the guest of Wm. T. Eve, our hospita
ble and enterprising fellow-citizen. He delivers his ad
dress on the “ Character of Washington” this after
noon, at thp Presbyterian church. Froip the world
wide reputation of the speaker, and the holy and patri
otic subject of his address, I think that notwithstanding
the unreasonable hour (4 o’clock) at which it is deliv
ered, there will be a crowded house. W.
HUMOROUS,
How Pat Missed it.
Patrick Greenough, Esq., retailer of poor rum, in vi
olation of the law, was caught by himself on Saturday
last, by the following process : In the afternoon, two
young Canadians called on Pat, took something to drink,
paid for the same, and went away. Shortly after, Pat
rick found a bogus half dollar in his till; whereupon he
started out gfter the young men, and finding them in
the street, charged them with passing on him the bad
coin. Whereupon all were taken before Justice Hollen
beck. The Canadians averred that their only crime in
the matter was the buying of bad liquor, and were dis
charged. Mr. Greenough, for illegal sale of liquor, was
fined (including costs) $27, which he paid, and went
away excessively disgusted with the result of the oper
ation.—Burlington Tree Press.
A Grateful Client.— When Judge Ijenderson, of
Texas, was first a candidate for office, he visited Fron
tier county, in which he was, except by reputation, an
entire stranger. Hearing that a trial for felony would
take place in a few days, he determined to volunteer for
the defence. The prisoner was charged with having
stolen a pistol; the defence was “not guilty.” The
volunteer Counsel conducted the case with great ability.
He confused the witness, palavered the Court, and
made an able, eloquent and successful argument. The
prisoner was acquitted—he had nqt sfeden the pistol.
The Counsel received the enthusiastic applause of the
audience. His innocent client availed himself of the
earliest interval of the hurricane of congratulations to
take his Counsel aside. “My dear sir,” said he, “you
have saved me, and lam very grateful. 1 have no mon
ey; I do not expect ever to see you again, but to show
you how I appreciate your services, you shall have the
pistol /” So saying, he drew from his pocket and pre
sented to the astonished attorney, the very pistol the
Counsel had just shown he had never stolen or had in
his possession.
Several years since, a celebrated juggler “held forth ”
some of his tricks of leger-demain in this village; and
among others, put a watch into a bag, “ smashed it all
to pieces,” and by saying prestq, rastored the watch, un
injured, to Its owner. A young lad who was present
took advantage of his father’s absence the next day’
placed his gold repeater in a pillow-case, and smashed
it effectually. To his no small chagrin, in spita ofpres
to, it “staid smashed.”
A Sauce’s Descbiftion of Hunting.— Going to see
my father the other day, he ax’d me to take a voyage a
hunting with him. Sq whop thp swabber had rigg’ tithe
horses, they brought me one to stow piyself on board
ot one that they told me was in such right trim, she
would go as fast on any tack as a Faulksome cutter,
bo I got aloft, anu clapped myself athwart ship, and
made as much way as the best on ’em; and on the wind
ward of a gravel pit, we espied a hare at anchor; and so
we weighed and bore away, and just as I had overtaken
ner, my horse came plump ashore upon a rock—the
back stay broke—she pitched me over the forecastle,
came keel upwards, and unshipped my shoulder, and
hang ine if I ever sail on land privateering again.
“Pa, I know what piece of music that is which the
band’s playing—l do.” “Do you, though ?—what is
it ?” “It’s the same that sister playp on the piranoi
she calls it the overturn of a load qJ whiskey,” (overture
to
A Connecticut Jonathan, in taking a walk >vith his
dearest, came to atoll bridge, when he, as honestly as he
was want to be, said, after paying his toll, (which was
one cent,) “Come, Suke, you must pay your own toll,
for jist as like as not I sliant have you arter all.
A little boy, just returned from a long visit, was asked
by his mother how he had enjoyed himself wh.de absent
from home, flo answered with a boyish simplicity, that
he “liked his visit very well, but he would’nt—that’s
what he would’nt, never ride home between cousin
Goorgo and Surah again, for they kept hugging and kiss
ing,each other so much that they squeezed him all the
time, and almost spoilt his new hat.”
FOREIGN NEWS.
General News.
Nothing important had occurred in Parliament.
The new Ministry had introduced its Indian bill.
The main features are like Palmerston’s, but the details
are different.
Pellissier s appointment as French Ambassador to
London has generally given satisfaction.
Telegraph dispatches from Madrid state that the gov
ernment is maturing a project to abolish slavery in all
of the Spanish territories.
Several changes in the English diplomatic service
have taken place. Mr. Crampton goes to Russia.
[second dispatch.]
Liverpool General Markets. —Wheat closed with an
advancing tendency, but rather irregular. Western
wheat, 255. a 265. Gd. Corn steady, 33s 6d. a 345. Rice
quiet—Carolina, 235. 9d. Rosin steady, 4s. 2d. to 4s.
4d. for common, and 6s. to 12. for medium. Turpentine
dull. 41s. 6d. to 425.
The British exports have largely decreased, showing
a falling off in the year endingin February, of over £2,-
000,000. 7
. [ I he quotations for Cotton, by the Persia, a week pre
vious to the America, were, for—
Fair Orleans 7id. I Mid. Orleans 7 l-16d.
“ Mobiles 7id. “ Mobiles 7id
“ Uplands 7id. | “ Uplands 6Jd.
Congressional.
Washington, April 9.—The Senate was not in session
to-day.
In the House, the deficiency bill was reconsidered and
passed.
Both bouses have adjourned until Monday.
Cutest from IT tali.
St. Louis, April 9.—Dispatches from St. Josephs
state that Brigham Young has notified Col. Johnston
that if he doos not leave the Territory of Utah before
the 10th of March, his forces will be annihilated.
Tbe Assault on the Secretary.
Washington, April 9.—Mr. Besaucan,the individual
who attempted yesterday to shoot the Secretary of the
Interior, is out in a card to-day, in whfch he states that
the Secretary and himself have always been on the best
of terms, and the affair yesterday was the result of mo
mentary exasperation.
Progress of the Revolution in Venezuela*
Baltimore, April 9.—A vessel arrived at this port
last evening, from Laguyra, which brings the intelli
gence that Jose Tadeo Monagas, the President of the
Republic of Venezuela, has resigned his office, and that
a provisional government has been organized, and Gen.
Castro been placed at its head.
Washington, April 10.—The Hon. Thomas H. Ben
ton died this morning at half past seven o’clock.
Additional toy the America.
New York, April 10.—Among the details of India
news, it is stated that Sir Colin Campbell, with twenty
regiments, and one hundred and forty guns and mortars,
had crossed the Ganges, and an attack was expected on
the 27th February.
A Russian camp of one hundred thousand men had
been formed in Poland, and it was considered a mani
festation against Austria.
The Montenegrins (or Montenegros, inhabitants of a
small independent country of European Turkey, fre
quently at war with Turkey and Austria, and under the
protectorate of Russia) have again been committing san
guinary outrages in Austrian territory and great des
traction of property.
<ii>
The Bible.
“Tell me where the Bible is, and where it is not,” ob
serves an American, who has returned front a tour on
the continent, “and I will write a moral geography of the
world. I will show what, in all particulars, is the phys.
ical condition of that people. One glance of your eye
will inform you where it is not. Go to Italy—decay,
degradation, suffering, meet you on every side. Com
merce droops, agriculture sickens, the useful arts lan
guish. Thereis a heaviness in the air; you feel cramped
by some invisible power; the people dare not speak
aloud; they walk slowly ; an armed soldiery is around
their dwelling ; the armed police take from the stranger
his Bible, before he enters the territory. Ask for the
Bible in the bookstores—it is not there; or in a form so
large and expensive qs to be beyond the reach of the
common people. The preacher takes no text from the
Bible. Enter the Vatican, and inquire for a Bible, and
you will be pointed to some case, where it reposes among
prohibited works of Diderot. Rousseau, an'd Vohoire.
But pass over the Alps into Switzerland, and down the
Rhine into Holland, and over the channel into England
and Scotland, and what an amazing contrast meetg the
eye! Men look with an air of independence; there are
children of industry, neatness. Why this difference?
There is no brighter sky—there are no fairer scenes of
nature —but they have the Bible and happy are the peo
ple who are in such a case, for it is righteousness that
exalteth a nation.”
TRIBUTES OF RESPECT,
At a meeting of the Ciceronian Society, held on the
3d day of April, the following preamble and resolutions
were unanimously adopted:
Whereas, we have been called upon to lament the loss
of our friend, cqllege-mate and brother Ciceronian, Sol
omon L. Peebles, who was removed by the hand of
death, on the Ist of April. A few days ago, he was
mingling his voice merrily with ours, and the “rose
tint of health ’ ’ was glowing upon his cheeks; but alas !
the fell destroyer has come and taken him from us. No
more-shall we behold his seat filled; no more shall wg
listen to his familiar and beloved voice j np njore shad
his warm heart beat r>espqnsive to qur- own, while la
boring to promote the cause of “ truth and eloquence;”
but that chair is now vacant; that voice is hushed;
that heart has ceased to pulsate, and all of him that was
mortal cold in death. He has gone, we trust, to that
upper and better world, where sorrow and suffering
shall be known no more, and where the just inherit the
Kingdom which has been prepared for them by the Su
preme Architect. In view of this sad event, it is unan
imously Resolved,
That in the death of our friend and brother, although
we recognize the hand of an Allwise Providence; yet,
it is with feelings of the.deepest regret and sorrow, that
we part with one so amiable in all his intercourse with
his lellow-men.
Resolved 2d, That in him, this Society has lost one
of its most valuable members—eloquence a modest pat.
tern, and truth an able defender. 1
Resolved 3d, That we attend his funeral in a body,
. Resolved 4th, That we wearthe usual badgeofmourn,
ing thirty days, and that our banner be draped in mourn
ing on the public occasion of this term.
Resolved sth, That these resolutions be published in
the Temperance Crusader and Christian Index, ancj that
a copy of the same be sent to the family ofthe deceased.
JNQ.W. ELLINGTON,
R. V. FORRESTER,
A. S. MORGAN, s Com,
M. N. McCALL,
D. N. SANDERS,
Phi Delta Hall, April Bth, 1858.
At a meeting of the Phi Delta Society, the following
preamble and resolutions were adopted:
Whereas, death has removed from our midst, Mr.
Solomon L. Peebles, a member ofthe Sophomore Class
m Mercer University, and a regular member of the Cic
eronian Society; therefore,
Resolved Ist, That in his death, we recognize the
ru- °t bow humbly before the dispensation
oi His Providence.
Resolved 2d, That in the death of S. L. Peebles, all
the members ofthe College have lost an esteemed fel
ber StU< * ent ’ Society a valuable mem-
Resolved 3d. That we tender ourheart-felt sympathies
to our sister Society in her bereavement, and to the
inends and acquaintances of the deceased, especially to
that brother, whose companion he was, and by whom
his loss is felt in all its bitterness.
Resolved 4th, That a copy of the above preamble and
resolutions be placed on the minute-book of our Society,
and a copy be likewise placed at the disposal of our sis
ter Society.
G. W. WIMBERLY,
W. H. PATTERSON,
M. J. CLARKE, Com.
J. M. PROCTOR,
J. T. CONEY,
Gludo Division, No. 145, S. of T.
Whereas, it has pleased the Ail-wise disposer of all
good to remove from our midst our Bro. Berry Harts
field, who died 23d March last, who has for many years
been a Son of Temperance, and has all the time been a
strong advocate for the cause of Temperance: There
fore, for the purpose of expressing our appreciation of
his virtues and the sense of our bereavement, be it
Resolved, That in Bro. Hartsfield’s death, our Divis
ion has lost a worthy and acceptable member, and the
fraternity; one who was in every sense a worthy Bro;
that though we deeply deplore his loss, we derive con
solation from the fact that while in life he discharged
faithfully his duty in the various relations as husband,
brother, father and friend, and that he had fully the es
teem of all who knew him best. Bro. Hartsfield joined
the Baptist Church at Millstone 7th October, 1838, and
lived an orderly member from that time until the 13th
of January, 1845, at which time the Church made choica
of him as one of their Deacons and was elected to that
office, and discharged his duty both as Deacon and
member—passing through the membership of 19 years
and 5 mPPtbs free from any accusation whatever hefore
the Church. In the death of Bro. Hartsfield the Church
has lost an humble, pious and devoted Christian, whose
example was worthy of imitation.
Resolved, That we tender to his bereaved family our
heart-felt sympathies; and for them we offer our earnest
prayers, that the God of the fatherless and the widow
miiv be to them a present help and a future friend.
Resolved, Tint the brethren wear the usual badge
for the space ol thirty days, and that a hlank page of the
Recorder’s book be dedicated to hiß memory and in>
scribed with his name. y
Resolved, That this preamble and resolutions be pub*
ished in the Temperance Crusader and Christian Index,
and a copy be mrnished the family of the deceased Bro.
WM. M. SMITH,
A. WITCHER,
W. W. DAVENPORT, Com.
T. B. THORNTON,
WM. M. SMITH,