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djntsailfir. 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,